A/N I'm back! My muse kinda checked out for this story :-/ so, sorry for the delay. After writing "Surrender" I was put back in the mood to write some juicy stuff, so fair warning: this gets juicy! It's rounded out with some actual storyline, too, though. Enjoy!
Shredder would have been lying if he said he wasn't surprised that Baxter Stockman for once managed to execute one of his requests without complications. However, the real test was yet to be seen. Was this new mutagen going to play out the way he had planned for it to? Did Stockman truly reconfigure the Kraang's technology successfully, exactly how he had intended?
He held the small vial of bright blue ooze between his thumb and forefinger, the mutant scientist hovering under buzzing wings nervously to the side. He inspected the glowing blue contents curiously. "I don't suppose you're ready to put this to the test?" Shredder asked, his voice a low grumble.
Stockman twitched nervously. "It should beeeee ready, mazzzzzter," he responded, fidgeting with his spindly black, hairy digits.
Shredder smiled. "Xever! Bradford!" he barked. It wasn't long before the twice-mutated, skeletal dog and the mutant fish on robotic legs appeared in the doorway.
"Hai, Sensei," Rhazar muttered, wondering what in the hell kind of mission Shredder could be risking their lives for this time.
Shredder presented the vial of blue ooze to the two mutants. "I have a little job for you…"
Later, Raph and Leo entered a dark and silent lair. Realizing the others must have already checked in for the night, Raph nervously made his way to his room after saying goodnight to Leo. He pushed his door open, and found Autumn lying on his bed, just as he expected she would be. "Hey," he greeted hesitantly.
She smiled at him. "Hey," she replied as he closed the door. Her face fell. "You look terrified…" she remarked. She pushed herself up to sit on the edge of the bed.
Raph swallowed. "Well, your girlfriend tells you she wants to talk to you, and you don't know why… kinda makes you nervous…" he replied.
Autumn chuckled. "I said it was nothing bad."
"Yeah but I still don't know what it is…"
Autumn stood and wrapped her arms around his neck, planting a firm kiss on his lips. "Calm down, tough guy, I just want to talk about when I go back to see my family for the first time."
Raph leaned his head back, looking to the ceiling for help. "Oh is that all?" he asked sarcastically.
Autumn dropped her arms to her sides, looking hurt. "Come on, Raph, it's not that big a deal!"
Raph heaved a sigh and surrendered, walking toward his bed where he sat down with a huff and began taking off his gear.
"Now," Autumn continued, after a pause. "With a relationship comes the prospect of meeting the parents."
A horrified look crossed Raph's face. "I thought you said this was no big deal!"
Autumn groaned in response. "Chill! Just listen to me. First, I want my parents to know what happened to me. I owe them that, right? I owe them some kind of story, and the thought of lying to them for the rest of my life doesn't sound all that appealing." She sat down next to him, gently, the springs of the mattress moaning slightly under her. "I want to tell them the truth. And I trust that, if we tell them carefully, they'll be okay with it."
Raph gave her a questioning glance. "Okay with it?" he asked. "Okay with the fact that you've spent the past couple months underground with a family of mutants? Okay with the fact that you're going to continue to hang out with this family of mutants?"
"Yeah," she replied nonchalantly. "What they won't be okay with is the fact that I was a victim of this Kraang invasion, which, mind you, they lived through too. They also won't be okay with the fact that I was a mutant lizard living completely alone, and hunted, no less, for a year, fending for myself underneath the streets of New York. Given that, I'm sure they'll find it in them to be okay with the fact that another family of mutants took me in, cared for me, showed me not only hospitality but love and friendship, and provided me with shelter, food, and safety as well as managed to turn me human again."
Raph finally finished removing the last of the tape from his foot and looked up to meet her eyes. They stared at each other for a moment - Raph processing, and Autumn waiting. "Well," he said in an almost whisper, "when you put it that way… I guess it sounds perfectly fine…"
She gave him a questioning look. "Are you being sarcastic?" she asked hesitantly.
He looked down at the wad of tape in his hand, then tossed it into his trash can. He sighed, then met her eyes again. "No. I'm serious. I guess any decent parent would accept all of that, if they believe you, anyway."
Autumn felt hope rising in her heart, and a sense of joy bubbling up inside of her. Was he really on her side with all this? "They'll believe me. We took a video of my transformation, remember?"
Raph's eyes widened. "That's right, you did…" he replied.
Autumn grinned, then gave him a half-shrug. "So they'll believe me."
Raph searched her eyes again, trying to hide the fear in his own. He trusted her, and he really did agree that she couldn't just lie to her parents about everything she'd been through. But would she tell them about him? About their relationship? That part still terrified him… "So," he began again, "can we trust them to keep us a secret? Not report us to the news or the government? We won't have to worry about the FBI showing up at our door?"
Autumn chuckled. "No, they're not like that," she said with certainty. "Plus, don't forget, this city is different now. We've seen the news, and April's told us everything Mr. O'Neil experiences on a daily basis. After the Kraang invasion, I'm sure people look at life a little differently. They're kinda shook up about everything that happened. That was a total mind fuck…"
Raph couldn't help but laugh at that. "Yeah, I guess that was."
"Sounds like you dealt with it way more intensely than I did," she commented.
He nodded slowly. "I'm still amazed we made it through that alive. It was pretty fucked up and terrifying…" he replied. He then met her eyes again and gave her a nervous smile. "But, somehow, not as terrifying as the idea of meeting your parents."
She playfully swatted him on the arm. "Come on, Raph, cut them some slack!"
"What?!" he responded defensively. "I'm sure any teenage boy would be nervous about meeting his girlfriend's parents. But when you're a mutant turtle living in the sewer on top of it?" He groaned and shook his head. "Aren't there jokes about dads with shotguns and shit like that?"
Autumn shook her head. "My parents are not like that," she assured him. "Besides, I'm not going to break all that to them at once - I'll tell them what happened first, get them to understand the whole thing, make sure they know to keep this a secret, and then let a little time go by before I break it to them that I fell in love with one of you guys…" She said the last part without thinking it through entirely. Their eyes went wide simultaneously, both awkwardly unsure what to say. "Um, I mean… fell in like with one of you guys…" she quickly corrected, averting her eyes, heat rising to her cheeks. Way to jump the gun there, Autumn, she chastised herself. She knew how she felt about him… Inside, she wasn't afraid to call it love… but to his face? She wasn't sure she was ready to admit it, or if he was ready to hear it. Judging by his stunned silence, she was probably right in assuming that.
Raph cleared his throat loudly. "That… that sounds like a good plan," he stammered, pretending nothing happened. Fell in love with me? he thought. Was she serious? Or was that just a slip of the tongue? Certainly she can't call these feelings love… can she?
"Really?" she asked hesitantly, brightening. "You're on my side with this?"
Raph nodded slowly, nervously. "I'm kinda scared shitless about the whole idea, but, yeah… I'm on your side." He brought his hand to her knee and gave it a squeeze while offering her a nervous smile.
Autumn beamed at him. "Oh my god, Raph," she breathed, her eyes shining. "Thank you…" and she threw herself on him, sending him crashing into the pillows with her on top of him, kissing him senseless.
April settled in next to Donnie in his bed not long after the movie ended and they had all gone their separate ways to their bedrooms. "I think Autumn was pretty thrilled to find out you're on her side," April commented.
Donnie pulled April into his arms as they nestled in under the covers. "I'm a little nervous, I'll admit. It takes a lot to trust a family we've never met before to keep us a secret. But I also agree that we can't expect Autumn to lie to her parents about everything. That's not fair."
April sighed as she traced her finger along the crevices of his plastron. "No, it's not," she agreed. She sighed, focusing on how nice it was to be back with him again. Her crazy hours at the coffee shop plus getting her life organized around her summer classes, which had started up that week, along with moving her stuff out of her dorm and back to her dad's apartment since her lease was up at the end of the school year, made for a very busy week and no time to really escape to the lair. She would crash hard at her dad's for too little sleep before waking and hitting the ground running the next day. When her coworker came back and her shifts normalized, plus getting settled into the summer class schedule (which was much lighter than the regular school year), she jumped at the first chance she got to get back down to the lair. She missed everyone, and certainly missed her female connection with Autumn, but mostly, of course, she missed Donnie, and these precious moments she had snuggling close to him, just the two of them, breathing each other's air and holding each other tight. She sighed happily again, and couldn't help but bring her face up to meet his, her lips pressing softly against his own. "I'm so glad to be back," she whispered.
He smiled warmly at her, his eyes sparkling in the glow of the small night light. "I'm so glad you're back," he replied, his voice low. He kissed her deeply this time, needing to taste her, needing that connection with her that he'd missed so much over the past few days. Their tongues wasted no time in finding each other, dancing back and forth as they tilted their heads to better the angle. She felt herself growing hot with desire. How long had it been since they shared a true, deep intimate moment? Too long, she realized. So without hesitation, she pulled her shirt up over her head, freeing her soft breasts, much to Donnie's delight.
"I kinda want a little more than just kissing," she said sheepishly, planting a kiss on his lips and then pulling back to smile at him.
Donnie chuckled nervously. How was he still nervous about this stuff, he wondered? "That's alright with me," he tried to say as steadily as he could, though his voice cracked, revealing his nerves.
April giggled. "Calm down, Donnie, you've had a naked girl in your bed before," she said smoothly as she pulled her cotton shorts down, leaving herself completely bare.
Donnie swallowed hard. "It's been awhile," he whispered, taking her mouth into his.
"I know," she mumbled back against his lips as their tongues entwined. "Too long." She pressed her body against his, and his arms wrapped around her, first reaching up to cup her breasts, then moving downward to firmly grasp her buttocks. "Mmmm," she hummed into his mouth as they continued their languid kissing.
He felt the fire burning inside him as his nerves dissipated. He did miss this. He wanted her so badly… a curious thought crossed his mind if she was ready to take their relationship up a notch. So far he'd only touched her… there was so much more he could do… His insides stirred at the memory of the few times he'd touched her already, his finger deep inside of her, his other finger rubbing her clit, bringing her to ecstasy and sending her over the edge. He loved watching her writhe, seeing her toss her head back in pure pleasure… He wanted it again.
His hands were still grasping her firm ass, and he moved one hand down the side of her leg to hike it up over the edge of his carapace. She moaned again into his mouth as they continued their passionate kissing, and she gasped as his finger reached around and found her entrance, not pausing a moment before plunging deep inside, causing her to cry out. She bit down on his lower lip, and he growled against her, thrusting his finger. "God you feel good," she muttered, her voice breathless and yearning.
"So do you," he whispered in response, drawing her lips into his. He trailed kisses down her jaw, across her throat, and she arched her back to grant him access to her breasts, which he immediately took into his mouth. "You taste so good too," he muttered as his tongue traced across her nipple. Goosebumps rippled up across her skin as she sighed. He felt a sense of boldness rising in him as his hormones took the reigns. He was ready to go a little further, hoping desperately that she was too. He began kissing down her breast, down her ribcage, and across her soft porcelain belly. He felt her tremble with excitement. "I wonder," he said quietly, seductively, as he withdrew his finger from inside of her and met her eyes as she looked down at him. Her eyes widened as he brought his wet finger to his lips. His eyelids fluttered at her intoxicating scent. "I wonder what else you taste like," he muttered, finally finishing his thought. Her eyes grew even wider as he drew his finger into his mouth and pulled it back out slowly. Her salty muskiness drove him wild, and suddenly he was blinded by the need to truly taste her, so without hesitation, he scooted himself down further, resting prone on the mattress between her legs, his palms flat on the insides of her knees as he gently parted them, and she went rigid in anticipation as she felt his hot breath against her tender folds.
"D-Donnie!" she cried out, gripping the bedsheets in her fists as she felt his tongue brush through her moist lips. It was everything she could do to keep her hips and legs from jerking involuntarily, and sensing this, he placed a firm hand on her hip to hold her in place, and she grew even more aroused at the reminder of how fucking strong he was.
Her earthy musk was driving him wild, his senses exploding with the new tastes and smells and feelings inside of him, sharing this intimate moment with the woman he loved. His heart pounded, still in disbelief that this was even happening – hell, he was still reeling from several months ago when she admitted she loved him at all and wanted to be with him. He smiled against her wet lips before returning to his ministrations, and he traced his tongue in the vicinity of her clit, searching it out, having the little experience from the last couple times with his hands to go by. He knew he found his target when his tongue brushed across the tender bead and she cried out, her toes curling into the bedsheets. He stayed here, then brought his finger back up to find her hot center, and he thrust it inside as he worked her clit with his tongue, his chin pressed into her folds as he sucked and pulled and twisted his tongue around her sensitive nub, causing her to release strangled moans and cries and groans as she writhed under his grasp on her hip.
It was driving her wild, she was beginning to see stars from the immense amount of delirious ecstasy. It wasn't long before she felt the tremble of her approaching climax, building steadily until suddenly an electric shock blasted through her, causing her to shudder and quake as he held his face against her soaking vagina. He withdrew his finger slowly as her climax slowed to mild shudders, and he took one last taste, dragging his tongue through her folds and causing her to shudder once more, before finally pulling himself up to rest his head on her soft belly, feeling it rise and fall in exhaustion and elation.
After what seemed like seconds and an eternity all at the same time, just breathing together in unison, April broke the silence in a raspy voice. "That… was fucking incredible…" she breathed.
Donnie chuckled, feeling a sense of pride at his accomplishment, and he pulled himself up to lie down at her side. She nestled into him, pressing herself against his hard, creviced plastron, wrapping her top leg around his hips. He couldn't get enough of her, he didn't want to stop experiencing her. He brought his hand back down between her thighs and began running his fingers in slow, languid, gentle strokes across her tender folds, coaxing another shudder from her as she sighed and relaxed into him, his intimate touch feeling so soothing as opposed to the hot, primal thrusting this same finger was doing just moments before.
"I love you," April whispered.
"I love you too," Donnie whispered back, kissing her head, and they drifted off into peaceful slumber together as her naked body snuggled into him, his hand slowing its gentle strokes until they both fell still, surrendering to sleep
