Raph fell asleep sometime after midnight, his head on the stretcher and his hand still clutched by Emily. He woke up shortly after six a.m., on March 26 and stretched his stiff limbs. Emily felt him stir and said, "Morning, Raph."

"Hey, Ems," Raph said, and bent down and kissed her on the lips. "How ya feelin', angel?"

"Much better. Did you get any sleep?"

"Some. I'm okay, baby. Do ya want any coffee and breakfast? I can get ya some."

"That'd be great, Raph."

"I'll be right back. Love ya."

"Love you too."

XXXX

Raph headed to the kitchen, began brewing the coffee and got down his favorite cereal from the cupboard. He poured it into two bowels, added milk and poured the coffee after adding milk, into two cups. Then he placed everything on a tray and went to the bedroom.

"Breakfast is served, Ems," Raph said, setting the tray down on the dresser. "As ya know I'm a shitty cook, so I got cereal. Is that okay?"

"It's fine, sweetheart," Emily said, sitting up. "Thank you."

There was silence, as Raph handed her bowl to her and they began to eat. "Ya sure ya only want me, Ems?"

"I'm positive. You're the only one I want and need."

"Leo's wrong, ya know. I may be young, but I'd do my best ta be a good dad ta the babies if there are any and I'll always love and protect ya."

"I know, Raph," Emily said, smiling at him tenderly. "The babies will have you wrapped around their fingers."

"So 'bout the princess thing. Ya gonna find out more 'bout it?"

Emily shook her head and said, "No. My life's here with you. I still want to know who exactly murdered my parents, but I don't want to leave you. Not now. Not ever."

Raph grinned and pressed his lips onto hers. She wrapped her arms around him and in the process spilled the cereal all over the blankets. Not caring, they continued to kiss heatedly, hands wandering down each other's plastrons, moaning into each other's touch. "Need ya, Emily," Raph husked, nipping her collar bone and then tracing her jawline with his calloused fingers and making Emily shiver. "Ya think ya can handle a round?"

"I feel much better, but we'd better clean up the cereal first."

Raph pulled away, threw the blankets onto the floor, the cereal spilling everywhere and the bowls clattering, and said, "Cereal sorted."

Emily giggled and said, "You're incorrigible."

"I know, but ya love me anyway. Me and all my flaws."

"I do and I always will."

Raph climbed onto the bed, pushed Emily down, kneed her legs apart and positioned himself between them. Looking down at her lovingly, he whispered, "Yer so gorgeous, Ems. I love ya so much and I always will."

"Love you too, Raph," she said, reaching up and stroking his face.

Raph bent down, kissing her deeply and inhaling her unique feminine scent. "Ya smell like jasmine, ya know that, Ems?" he said. "I feel so tight," he added, dropping down with a loud churr. His thick and curved cock pressed up against Emily and she moaned in anticipation. Raph rubbed her slit until the soft cartilage between her legs parted. Then he licked it and grinned. "I'm gonna pound ya good." Raph slowly thrust inside of her and said, "That okay, babe?"

Emily nodded and said, "Make me yours again, Raph, and growl. I love it when you growl."

Needing no further encouragement, Raph began to thrust faster and harder inside of her, growling, as he did so. Emily wrapped her legs around him, enabling him to go deeper. The two of them rocked together, churring loudly, their lovemaking soon reaching a crescendo. Emily was the first to climax and yelled, "I love you, Raph. Oh, oh. Raph!"

"Ya like my thick cock, fillin' ya with up my seed, don't ya, babe? Yer gonna have my babies."

"Yes, yes. Love your big cock. Feels so good inside of me. Want to have your babies."

"Love ya too," Raph said, as a deep rumble rose up in his throat and he finally climaxed, sending his essence deep into Emily. Then pulling out, he pecked a kiss on her lips and said, "Nothin' like mornin' sex. Thank ya, babe."

"I wouldn't know," Don said dryly, his arms crossed and a stern expression on his face, as he gazed at the amorous mates.

"How long ya been standin' there, Donnie, ya voyeur?" Raph snapped, picking up a blanket and draping it over a mortified Emily, who was studying her hands.

"Emily's supposed to be resting, Raphael, and the door wasn't closed. I could hear you in the kitchen!"

"I'm fine, Don, Emily said, "Feeling much better. Honest."

"You should be resting, Emily. Raph knows that."

"Ya don't leave now, I'm gonna pound ya, Donnie," Raph growled. "Emily's fine."

"I'll come back later, Emily. If you need anything, call me."

"She won't, because she has me," Raph said furiously. "Fuck off, Donnie."

When Don had left and Raph had locked the door, Emily said, "Don't you think you were rude to him, Raph?"

"Hell no," Raph snorted. "He walked in on us and I'm rude? Fuck that. He was rude. Should have stayed away, fuckin' voyeur. I'm still horny. Up for another fuck?"

"You have such a way with words," Emily said, and giggled. "So untactful."

"I know, right? But I'm better with actions and ya know ya love it when I talk dirty."

Raph pounced on her, nipping and licking her neck, leaving large red marks. "Yer mine only, Ems," he said, and sucked on her neck, making her moan. "For all eternity."

"Yours," Emily said breathlessly, parting her legs and gazing at him affectionately.

Raph smiled, lined up his cock at her entrance and plunged inside, soon forming a steady rhythm that had their churring reverberating off of the sewer walls. Emily wrapped her legs around his waist, so he could go in deeper and raked her nails down his thighs, her eyes closed in bliss. "I love you," she moaned. "So much, Raph."

"Love ya too," Raph said, letting out a deep rumble and thrusting faster, loving how he was drawing out moans from his mate. "I'm yers too," he growled. "Only yers."

This is heaven, Raph thought. And I'm so lucky ta have it. I ain't gonna do anythin' ta fuck it up.

Listening to the lovesick turtles was too much for Don and he went into his lab and locked the door. Then he rubbed at his slit until his olive green and leaking precome cock dropped down. Don closed his eyes and began stroking himself, whispering Emily's name, as he climaxed and sprayed his seed all over himself and his plastron. "Maybe Mikey's right," Don said. "I should do what he suggested. "It's the only way we're going to get any action besides our right hands and it's not fair that Raph has all the fun."

Don cleaned himself with a towel, left the lab and went to Mikey's room. "Been thinking about what you said, Mikey," Don said. "I know it's not right, but we need them. Only way we'll get some action. We can tell Leo we'll go on patrol and break into that wacko, Jackson Flannigan's place. He'll have the drugs we need to keep Leo and Raph occupied. It'll be a cinch."

"I'm with you, bro," Mikey said, and high fived his brother.

XXX

"That's where you're wrong, Donatello," Jackson Flannigan said, as he watched the turtles on his monitor. "Tonight, you'll all be locked up in cages and will be at my mercy. Enjoy the final hours of your freedom."