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"Donnie!" Casey rushed over to open his living room window. "Thanks for comin', man."

"No problem..." Donatello stepped inside a bit apprehensively, never having been in Casey's apartment before. Really, he had been rather surprised to receive a text from Casey asking him to come over as soon as possible. It wasn't that he didn't like Casey; he liked him perfectly well. But the hotheaded fighter and the introverted inventor had never sought one another out before. "So, what is this about, exactly?"

"Um...it's...about Raph." Casey confessed, his gaze shifting to the floor.

"You've noticed he's acting weird too, huh?" Donnie asked, curious about why Casey wouldn't look at him. Casey shifted on his feet, clearly uncomfortable with the subject matter at hand.

"Well...yes, but...I also know why. I think." He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. "But um...I guess this is more...Some stuff went down with him and I'm not sure what to do." Yeah, that's the least of it, Jones. He thought to himself. Donatello stretched.

"Okay...how about we take a seat and you start at the beginning, then." Casey nodded and gestured to the sofas before heading over to the kitchen.

"You want a beer, Donnie?" Casey asked as he reached into the back of his fridge. It had been a long day, and he was a bit stressed about Raph to say the least.

"No, thanks." Donnie waved him off. "I'm already drowsy and I have a lot of work to put in tonight on some tech for April's graduation party." Casey nodded in understanding and came to join his friend on the couch, taking a long gulp from his bottle before starting in on his story.

"Right. So...Raph was avoiding me, right? And I thought he didn't wanna be my bud anymore, but then he came over to take me out, but I'd messed up my ankle so I just suggested we hang out, and we got to talking and before he left, I realized that..." Casey trailed off.

"...that?" Donnie prompted. Casey took another swig from his beer.

"That I sort of. Well, no, that I really...like him. In a...not just friends way. I didn't tell him, but-"

"Are you planning on it?" Donnie cut Casey off accidentally. This was...a bit of a shock. It wasn't that he thought it was bad, persay, but Donnie hadn't seen it coming. Still, he knew that telling April how he felt was one of the greatest moves he'd ever made. He didn't want Casey to miss out on the chance for his own, as well as Raph's, happiness. Casey sighed a bit tiredly. His story was far from over.

"I mean, I had this whole plan to invite him over and tell him everything, but before I could things got kinda...messed up."

"Messed up how?" Donnie raised an eye ridge.

"Um...well, you see, we got home from patrol, and we were chatting and then out of nowhere he sort of just...started kissing me and was gonna...and, and then he ran away." Casey gripped his bottle a bit tighter. Yeah, things had definitely gotten kinda messed up.

"...Well. I can see how that would put a hitch in your plans. I can't believe Raph would do that though, that doesn't seem like him." Donnie considered the information for a moment before asking, "...when was this again?"

"Last Wednesday."

"...So, right in the middle of when we get our strongest mating urges." Donnie determined. "THAT explains it, all of his weird behavior lately. If he's been harboring feelings for you...that and the hormones must have been driving him nuts." No wonder Raph had just up and done something rash.

"You have...mating urges?" Casey asked, surprised. He knew the guys were turtles, but most of the time they seemed so normal it was easy to forget.

"We are part animal, Casey. Because of our turtle side, we have a few different instincts and biological capabilities that humans do not. We noticed they're strongest in early spring, we nicknamed it 'mating season.' It's still technically going on, but we've noticed that our...urges are usually strongest around the second or third week of March. This year, it was the second week."

"Oh." Casey ran over that information in his head. "I guess that explains it, then."

"Do you have any other questions?" Donnie leaned back on the couch.

"What do I do, Donnie?" The poor guy looked desperate. Donnie felt quite a bit of pity for him; he knew what it was like to have a crush like this.

"Well...that depends on what you want to happen. If you want to go back to just being friends, you should tell him that." He leaned forward then, propping his forearms on his knees.

"That's not what I want." Casey insisted, his voice strangely cutting and his statement clear and serious. Donnie found that rather endearing, and flashed Casey a smile.

"Then, tell him that." He replied. Casey gave a frustrated huff.

"I thought of telling him too, Don. But I can't get Raph to talk to me." He'd tried calling, texting, and been looking around the city every night since it had happened. And he'd heard nothing, not even a request for the texts to stop.

"Yeah, that sounds about right." Donnie rolled his eyes. Raph was a runner when it came to emotional stuff for sure.

"So what do I do?"

"...I think we'll need some intervention, then. Show up here at 7:00 tomorrow night looking at least somewhat put together and presentable. Bring...beer, or whatever you guys have when you hang out. And be prepared to tell Raph how you feel." Casey nodded before finishing his beer and offering Donnie a wide grin.

"Thanks Don...I owe ya."

"Nah. It's a friend thing...though I COULD use some new parts for this stereo system I'm developing..."

...

"Donnie!" The aforementioned turtle was startled out of his work by an enthusiastic tackle-hug from his wife. This was odd, seeing as she had been in a beat-down slump for the past month.

"Woah, hey there! What's up, April? I thought you had a few more weeks of school, and packing isn't that exciting. What's the good news?"

"I have a job. At a newspaper!" Donnie had never seen April like this before; she was practically squealing. Which was rather appropriate, considering that working as a reporter or journalist was April's dream job. Her job at the antique store the past year had really been driving her nuts; customer service was not April's preferred career. But this was a huge step up!

"April, that's fantastic! How'd that happen?" Donnie wrapped her up in a hug of his own.

"Karen has connections; one of her patients works for the New York Observer. She showed the patient my writing, told her about my degree and all that, and the job was mine!" April was bouncing on the balls of her feet. Donnie couldn't stop smiling himself; he'd almost forgotten how much the world lit up when April smiled.

"So you'll be writing?" He asked. April's enthusiasm faded just a touch, but the smile was still on her face.

"Umm...no, not exactly. I'll be more like...an errand-girl slash secretary. But it's still a newspaper, I'll be able to network while I'm going to school and I'll get to see what it's really like!" It wasn't what she wanted to do for the rest of her life, but it was definitely a step in the right direction.

"April, that's a great opportunity. I'm so proud of you." Donnie reached for her hand and squeezed it lovingly. April squeezed back.

"I want to celebrate." She insisted, a mischievous gleam in her eyes. Donnie nodded.

"Of course! I'll pick up some takeout from Murakami."

"That sounds great!" April leaned in and kissed him slowly, biting at his bottom lip before pulling away. "But I would also like to celebrate right now."

"You-oh-ok." Donnie stammered when she sat in his lap and leaned back in for another kiss. He complied, circling his hands around her hips to get a hold of her shirt. She broke the kiss to allow him to pull the shirt over her head, not missing a beat when they came back into their kiss. He rubbed his hands all over her torso, taking time to hold his hips to hers as she ground into his lap.

"Mmm...how do you want me?" She asked as he unhooked her bra.

"This is your celebration, isn't it? You should get to pick..." Donnie replied before ducking his head down to nuzzle her bosom. April sighed when he started licking at one of her nipples before pushing him away. She didn't want to get too distracted and forget to answer his question.

"I like it when you take the lead, Donnie..." She ground against his lap again, her breasts jiggling a little with the effort. "Please?"

"Anything for you." Gently, but still assertively, he carried her to the bed and pushed her onto her back before he began unbuttoning her jeans. April sighed happily, settling onto the bed as her husband nibbled and licked at her legs.

"Mmm." she reached down and tugged on his arms, wanting him to come up for a kiss. Donnie did just that, grinding against her bare lower half as he did. To April's delight he moved his kisses, biting at her earlobe before sucking at her pulse point. He nuzzled her collarbone and chest, making his way down to kiss her tummy tenderly as well. She loved it when he did this, she always felt so secure and treasured. April moaned loudly as he began biting at the inside of her thighs, moving inward in a bite/kiss/lick pattern he knew drove her nuts. She resisted a whine as he avoided her center and took his time teasing her. "Donnie." she finally hissed, shifting so her hips were closer to his mouth. "Please."

He resisted a grin before finally giving her what she wanted, licking around her labia and biting down gently. She moaned in response; he knew just the right place to do that. If he missed...well, she wouldn't have been too happy about that. April resisted crying out when Donnie finally sucked her clit into his mouth before flicking it hard and fast with his tongue. That was her favorite, he knew, and it wouldn't be long now...when she began pumping her hips against his face, he dropped down and sat up to take her for himself, pushing inside of her roughly.

"AH!" April did cry out this time as he slammed his hips into hers again and again, dropping a hand down to rub her clit while he did. April panted, her chest rising and falling as her pleasure mounted. She shuddered as she came and Donnie kept pounding into her, leaning down to bite at her neck as he came himself. He loved it when they were together in that moment, in their heights of pleasure. He loved the anticipation before it happened. He loved rolling off of her and pulling her to him while they came back down to earth, as he did now.

"Hey."

"Hi there."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

He loved every moment with April, and he knew he would go on loving them forever.

:D Yay for porn! ...and then fluff! :D I know I didn't specify who was saying what in that little dialogue blurb at the end, but that was intentional. It doesn't really matter which one of them is saying what; they love each other the same. Please review, see you at the next update!