Chapter 28 House of Five

A/n: Um... after the little 0o0, you're getting the part where an age restriction should be used.

April 18, 2008

I couldn't handle it anymore, I couldn't stay in the tower and sleep in it. I didn't like always looking over my shoulder. I'd had to do it for a long time, but I never had to do this often. It was more of a split decision than anything. I was wondering the bottom floor of the tower, where any outside dealings with large companies happened. I was dressed in my silver suit, and none of the representatives of the companies looked at me twice. I slipped past them with incredible ease, and I stood in front of the door to the outside. I was struck with an unidentified need, and my legs moved before my brain processed it. I was in an alley and tugging the hundred pound manhole cover before it clicked that I had moved. Instead of turning around though, I continued.

I heard the skittering of feet behind me as I ran, but I was feeling free. There might have been weapons drawn, but I knew these sewers like the back of my hand. It wasn't hard to lose my following party, and it was less trouble to find the underground house of five. After today, I was hoping to call it the house of six, but who knew how that would go down.

I walked through the house slowly, taking in its decor. It hadn't changed since I was last here, and I was left wondering if this place ever changed. It was like walking through a memory for me, and it left a bitter feeling in the back of my mouth. I'd gone through so much pain for this. I'd gone through the terror of Shredder for the simple idea of having a home. I had just thrown the idea of a safe tomorrow out the window, because I had a spur of the moment. Now who knows how the fight would go, or even if the brothers would want to fight now. I'd been gone for two months.

I walked farther into the home, breathing in the cold air that smelled faintly of sewer water. I brushed along the love seat, and looked over at their couch. There was a memory on that couch, even if I didn't remember it. I should ask if Don still had the tape, so I could watch the memory. On the couch was a turtle, curled under the blanket. He had dark green skin, and he was far more muscled than his brothers. He was larger than the couch, and he was barely keeping from falling off. I walked over the Raph, looking over him slowly. He was crudely covered in the orange blanket that was usually thrown over the couch he lie on.

He hadn't changed, just like the house. I felt relief from that, and my shoulders relaxed a little. I reached down, grabbing the edge of the blanket to pull it higher up. The blanket moved without sound, and I safely tucked it under his chin.

Raph's hand snapped up and grabbed my wrist. I jumped, looking at his now awake face. He blinked several times up at me, and he sat up. "Liz?"

"Hi," I breathed, looking over his face. It was a nice feeling to know he didn't have any fresh wounds. He looked a bit beaten, but that was probably the training. I had asked Leo to fight dirty. Or maybe it was the time the season. They were probably still in the heat of mating. Which made me wonder why Raph was out of his room.

"Are ya really here?" He asked, sitting up further. His hand on my wrist relaxed but didn't let go of me. I smile, brushing my hair over my left eye to hide the red scar there as he looked over my face. He looked like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time. That was unnerving.

"Yeah. I broke out of Shredder's place twenty minutes ago..." Raph smiled, pulling me down on him. I fell into his lap, gasping at the sudden change. Raph wrapped his arms around me, hugging me to him tightly.

"It's nice ta see ya." He whispered, like he didn't want to talk too loud. I heard someone in the kitchen move, and I realized he was trying not to alert them. They were probably strung up against each other, and Raph didn't want me to see that. I relaxed into Raph, pressing my head into his shoulder. His cool skin eased the heat I had accumulated from running.

"I agree with you completely." I murmur, letting myself relax for the first time in months.

"Haley?" Someone asked from the kitchen. Raph dug deeper into the couch, curling me in farther. I felt some form of claustrophobia, because it was obvious Raph was trying to hide from his brothers. Was it like that last year? I had no memory of it, but I didn't think they hid from each other like this.

Someone came out of the kitchen, their weight almost invisible because of their training to hide. They paused in a few steps in, and sighed. "Hey Raph, did Haley come by?"

Haley had last showed up a week ago, giving information on how I could wander the Shredder's Lair, about how I could walk through all 88 floors without any problem. I hadn't left a message, because I had nothing else to tell them. My life wasn't exactly fun or eventful anymore. There was no more nightly danger, no more painful training sessions. I was left to my own devices to get through healing, and Shredder was weaning me into training again without going outside. It had been going well, and Shredder was starting to look at me with that appraising gleam again.

"No." Raph shouted back, his muscles rippling under me. He sounded a little strained, and his brother paused. I could feel hesitance between the two of them. "It wasn't her."

"Did you leave?" Leo asked accusingly, circling the couch. He paused the second he saw me, and he breath left him in a whoosh. I smiled, waving from where I was in Raph's arms. Leo looked between the two of us, and took a large step back. He lifted his hands up in a way that said 'no harm done'. "Hey Liz."

"Hey Leo." I muttered, tapping Raph's chest. His arms relaxed like I had burned him, and I sat up. Leo looked over at Raph, and I could see them tensing. "Long time no see."

"Yeah. Can I call the others?" He asked. I wondered who he was asking, and looked over at Raph. He nodded stiffly, and I felt like I was treading on thin ice.

Leo walked backwards, heading towards the dojo to get the others. Raph relaxed a little as soon as Leo was out of his sight, and he stared at me in apology. I raise an eyebrow at him, silently asking him what had happened.

"We're all strung up during this time of the year. And then ya showed up, an' yer my girlfriend, but ya aren't..." Raph stopped, looking around for a way to say it. I also tried thinking of a word, and tried to remember what turtles did during this season.

"Claimed?" I asked. Raph choked on his spit, staring at me in surprise.

"No," Raph said, covering his mouth to cough. "Turtle's don' stake claim. Turtles don' mate with one turtle... Males and females mate with multiple turtles. An' yer the only woman who would..." He waved around the house. I covered my cheeks when they started to blush, because I got what he meant.

"I know my brothers won't do anythin'. I trust them. It's jus' hard to overcome the instinct."

Someone short came around the couch, behind him the other three brothers. I saw Master Splinter, the elusive rat smiling down at Raph and I. Raph relaxed at the sight of him, and I felt like I could breath.

"Splinter," I breathed, smiling at him. I made a move to stand up and hug him, but Raph didn't let me go. Master Splinter raised a hand to wave me off, and I relaxed back into Raph.

"It's nice to see you Elizabeth." He murmured. I blinked at the use of my full name, and remembered that was how he did things. "As you can see, the brothers are in a bind. They are stressed, but not only by mating. The battle with Shredder has been weighing on Leonardo, guilt on Donatello, and Raphael has missed you very much. My son Michelangelo has tried to ease his brothers torture, and has only been slightly successful."

I curled into Raph, hating myself for causing that on the brothers. They had enough to worry about without me. "Don't worry, child. Your appearance has already eased several of those problems."

"Shredder doesn't know I'm here... Or that I left at all." I murmur, looking at them. "I won't be able to leave this place."

Master Splinters tail flicked side to side, and his ears brushed back over his head. The brothers looked over at him, wondering how to respond to my answer. It meant one thing, and we all knew that. We were going to have to make a move, and fight Shredder soon. It was probably going to have to be very soon, and the brothers thought Master Splinter would set the date.

"Elizabeth, you have put us in danger."

I bow my head, releasing my breath. Raph's arms tightened around me, and he growled inaudibly against my back. Master Splinter moved closer, and placed a hand on my shoulder. I looked up at him, his bony hand squeezing my shoulder comfortingly. "I'm sorry Master Splinter."

"Hush, Elizabeth. We have fought this man before. We will just have to fight him sooner rather than later." My bottom lip quivered, and I felt a little worse and better at the same time, because Splinter was looking at me like I did nothing wrong. I had, but Splinter didn't look angered. I wondered how he did it, how he looked at a murderer of half a thousand people, someone who had put his sons in danger, and only smiled at her.

"Sensei," Don said, catching the old rat's attention. "When? What do I need to plan for?"

Master Splinter looked between the five of us, and his ears laid flat on his head. "Plan for a blackout tomorrow night. And find some way to get into contact with Haley."

"Tomorrow?" Leo and I asked in surprise. Splinter looked at Leo, turning away from me.

"Get sleep, all of you. I will be in my room..." Splinter walked away, sliding by his sons, all of which towered over him by two feet now. The brothers all shifted as soon as the rat disappeared, and tension swept over the room. I looked at the brothers, each in turn; from the downcast and guilty look of Don to the completely excited look of Mikey, to the worried look of Leo, and to the straight face of Raph. I realized that Mikey would have hugged me, but Raph was strung up. Don didn't look at me, and after standing for a couple of seconds, he left to his room. Mikey ran after his older brother, asking him questions and coaxing his brother to let him into his room. Leo sighed heavily, looking at Raph and I.

He opened his mouth to say something, but he just waved his hand at us. He turned around, walking at a slightly faster pace than usual. Raph's arms loosened around me when Leo disappeared, and he allowed me to slide in next to him. Raph reached over to the table, taking the remote control off the table. He didn't want to sleep because he had just woken up, and I was content to simply sit next to him. If I got tired I could fall asleep in the crook of his arm.

0o0

Later in the night, after the rest of the family had gone to sleep, Raph and I were still up. We sat on the couch, curled together in a warm ball. It was the dawn before the battle, and I couldn't tell if it was good or bad thing.

At the moment though, I was straddling Raph's legs, curled into his chest. His arms were wrapped around me, holding me to him. He was humming in his chest, the vibrations moving through my head, calming my nerves for the last hour. It was a peaceful moment, and I didn't want it to change. But Raph was still in the mating season, and while I knew he probably just wanted to relax, I could feel the change under me. It got me thinking eventually.

It could be our last night together, and we had been denied two months. The last time I had been here, the last time I had seen him, felt like a lifetime ago, but I still remembered what I felt. I felt bold, like I could do anything. Maybe I could feel that one more time, tonight, in the wake of battle. Raph would probably agree with me, at least, I hoped he would.

"Hey Raph," I whisper, turning my head to press my lips to his collarbone. His skin was hard on my mouth, and I dragged my lips over his collarbone to feel them catch for split seconds on the tiny scales there. Raph's humming stopped, and his arms around me tightened for a second.

"Yes?" He asked. He turned his head away from me, letting me get closer to his neck. I slowly moved up the column of his throat, because I didn't know how to ask this of him. Everytime I tried I could feel the nerves bite my stomach and it closes my throat. I made it to his jaw bone before said anything else. "Uh, Liz?"

I knew what he was going to say, but I didn't know what to say back. I pulled away from his jaw line, looking him in the eyes. He takes a slow breath, calming the frenzy in his eyes. A warm feeling slid through me at seeing him, and I leaned in to kiss his lips. Raph kissed back slowly, trying to control his impulse while letting me do what I wanted. That wasn't what I wanted though, I wanted him to give in.

I pressed down harder, running my tongue over his bottom lip. Raph groaned quietly as he opened his mouth to let me through, and I could feel him lift me up subtly, hiding what I had already felt. To counter his move, I reached one of my hands down his plastron and felt around the edge of it. The cloaca was hidden, and only feeling or looking for it could find the thin slit. It wasn't hard for me this time around, because his cloaca was puckered.

"Liz!" Raph gasped, his hips doing a weird twist, like he was trying to move back and forth at the same time. Any other time, had I not known that the cloaca was the pleasure center, I would have pulled back for fear of hurting him. This time I knew it was good news, and I repeated the process. Raph slowly rotated his hips into my hand, keeping his arms around me to keep me up. I could hear his breath quicken, and his eyes close briefly.

"Liz, don't..." He tried to get out, but he grit his teeth to keep a grip on his control. I smiled at him, doing it a third time.

"But I want too." I murmur. Raph brought one of his arms around to grab my hand. He took a deep breath, and opened his eyes to look at me.

"I'm sayin' don' because I am barely holdin' the urge ta throw ya against the nearest surface and do somethin' dirty."

I felt warmth pool at what he implied, and Raph groaned for some reason. A second later I blushed, because I realized he had a heightened sense of smell, and he could probably smell me.

"Maybe I want you to lose control," I murmur, straining my hand to reach. Raph's eyes fluttered closed, and he moved quickly. I got a whiplash, and my black landed on the cushion on the couch. I gasped, staring up into the burning hazel eyes of Raph. His eyes searched my face, and I remembered the new and improved scar on my face. Usually I had hair covering it, but since I was on my back, I had to turn my head into the couch. Raph leaned down to nip at what skin showed on my neck, his lips brushing the scars on my jugular. I was hit with a memory of this exact position, nearly a year ago now. Only difference was I had more scars, and Raph was taller than me.

"Raph," I whisper. Raph paused, his hips, which had moved to get closer to mine, stopped. I rolled the emotions of last time, all the feelings from last time through my head. It had been desire, and probably being a little tipsy, that drove us to this exact position. This time thought, there were different emotions.

"Yes Liz?" Raph asked, pulling away to look at me.

"I remember," I started. Raph pulled farther away, letting me continue. "Last year, we were in the exact position."

Raph's eyes widened, and he smiled at me. "Nice ta see some things never changed." He motions between us, making me laugh.

"You know, had I known you were in the middle of mating season last year, I don't think I would have kissed you like I did."

Raph sobered up quickly, looking serious suddenly. "Liz, I don' want ta-"

I place a hand over his mouth, cutting him off. "Raph, we're going to fight Shredder tomorrow. I've been gone two months. If you're afraid to hurt me, then I'll control everything. I just want this last show of affection in case one of us don't get to see the sun in two days."

I slide my hand from his mouth to his jaw, holding it. "Only if you want to though."

"Of course I want it," Raph says. He shifts himself lower, and his hips rolled into mine. Heat spread from the apex of my thighs, and I bite my lip at the strange feeling. Raph's eyes sparked when he saw what effect it had on me.

"Ok," I murmur, moving back into him. "Any other fears?"

Raph paused, his eyes searching. "None if ya lead."

I smile up at him, feeling some relief knowing I was able to take his fears away. "Then, uh… can we go to your room?" I asked. Imagine if Mikey came downstairs and in on us…

Raph's pupils dilated, and with slow, jerky movements he picked me up. Holding on to his shoulders for support, I kept my eyes on his as he walked to his room. He walked like he had to mentally slap himself to move every single time, and I could feel my heart rate speed up with each step. The nervousness started creeping in, and I started thinking. I never saw what he looked like under the belt, but I knew what he felt like. I had no previous experience, I only had pictures of human men on the internet to follow. Raph felt larger than the average human male though, and I didn't know what that would do for us.

The door creaked when Raph opened it, and I thought I felt him slow down in his walking. He didn't have that big of a room though, and soon enough we were at the bed. He stumbled, losing his balance and falling forwards. We bounced on the mattress, our noses touching. We paused, staring at each other. What did we do first?

After staring at each other for many more seconds, I raised one of my hands to his belt. Raph's stomach went taut as I undid the knot, and I grabbed at his sais before they could fall out. His belt slid off him and to the ground, followed by me tossing his sais. The thud of his weapons were like a signal to Raph, and his hands started moving. They played over my collarbone and around my neck. He tugged me up to get to the zipper at the base of my neck. I pressed my mouth to his, and we relaxed. The zipper vibrated against my neck as he tugged, and he ended up having to roll us so I was on him to get the zipper all the way down.

Cold air touched my back, and I shivered a little on Raph. His hands moved slow to remove my arms from their confinements. My suit fell down to my hips, leaving everything upwards from there bare. Raph's eyes moved over my bare skin, and I had to blush under his scrutiny. His hands trailed over my back, tickling the scar there. His fingers clasped at my bra, twisting it around to try to unsnap it. His brows furrowed, and he focused more on what his hands were doing. I almost reached around to help, but then my bra released. Raph looked triumphant, and pulled the bra off.

I closed my eyes, not wanting to see his reaction. It was very unnerving, and I didn't trust myself not to chicken out. I reached behind me, going to rest my hands on his thighs. I felt something wet touch my hand, and Raph jumped below me. It took me a moment to realize what it was, and my blush deepened.

"Um...sorry." Raph muttered, tightening his legs to move.

"Is that because of me?" I asked, opening my eyes to look at Raph. His eyes left my freshly bared skin, and he gave me a dull look.

"No, it's because of the pizza guy."

I glare at him half-heartedly, tapping my thumb against the wet phallus. "Sorry to intrude on your fun time." I say, mockingly moving as if I was going to leave. Raph flipped us without much hesitance, grabbing my wrists and holding them to the bed; thus holding me to the bed. I look up into the sparking eyes of Raph, and I heard a low growl. His chest vibrated against me, and he transferred both of my wrists into one of his.

His now free hand ran over my shoulder and trailed teasingly over my chest. He ran his thumb over the peak of my nipple, and I arched a little off the bed to get closer. Raph's growl turned into a chur, and he rubbed his hips into mine. I wanted to look down when he did that, because my peripheral vision was teasing me, but Raph's eyes kept me in place. His hand continued upon my single feature, testing the waters. And while one nipple was getting bathed in attention, I could actually feel the other one getting lonely. Just as I was about to say something, Raph looked at what his hand was doing. His head ducked, but I stayed looking at the ceiling.

Something warm and wet touched my lonely nipple, and I flinched away from the slick feeling. Teeth grabbed it, sending a weird mix of pain and pleasure through me. I paused, mixed feeling going through me at how foreign this was. It was weird, and so very foreign indeed, but I could feel myself getting wetter as his tongue laid flat over my breast.

"Sorry," He says into the tissue of my chest. "I got carried away." That was carried away? "I didn't mean ta cause ya pain." His tongue continued to soothe the abused nipple, and I realized just how big their tongues were right then.

"You're fine. I was just surprised. I'd never thought about the tongue."

Raph pulled away from my chest, and the cold air attacked me. He cocked his head a little. "I hadn't either. It was a spur of the moment."

I sighed, wiggling my hips into to his. Raph's lips parted, and his hips snapped back in reaction.

"Could you…" I move my lower body to say the suit. Raph paused, looking at my chest and then at my suit. I could see the worry in his eyes, and I wanted to remove it. I tugged at my wrists, but they weren't getting free anytime soon. So I leaned up, my arms twisting awkwardly to let me get what I wanted. I kissed Raph's lips, hopefully moving his thoughts. Raph was still for a couple of seconds, but then he relaxed. He let go of my wrists, and I immediately wrapped my arms around his neck so he couldn't move away.

His thumb tucked under the edge of my suit, but he didn't move. He moved his lips against mine, and enthused my use of the tongue. I felt his pulse under my arm, and I realized just how nervous he was.

"Raph," I whisper against his mouth. Raph pulled away, just enough to let me talk. "Don't worry. I'll be in complete control."

"I can smell ya. It's intoxicatin'." He whispers. "Yer smell alone is testin' me."

"You're fine, I have a dagger," To make sure of it, I grabbed the dagger from my belt and placed it on the nightstand. "And if things get out of hand, I can use it."

Raph didn't look completely convinced, and I got it why. There wasn't much grabbing for a weapon when you were pinned, but I had other means of getting him off of me. I leaned up to kiss him again, but Raph didn't want to move for the longest time, so I just placed small kisses around his jaw. He churred against me eventually, and after several minutes, he finally moved. I lifted my hips up to help him, and moved one leg at a time with him. He tossed my outfit across the room, and wiggled between my legs. I never realized he had taken my underwear off with my outfit, and I don't think he did either.

He froze everything, his whole body ceasing from moving. His penis was pressed against my folds, and because of how wide his body was with the plastron, there wasn't much stopping him. I could feel his control ripple, and I immediately pressed against his shoulder. Raph rolled like I had burned him, getting far away from me. I propped myself up, looking over at my boyfriend. He took slow breaths, fisting at the sheets under him. His muscles were tight, and his jaw was clenched. He really was trying his hardest not to lose control, all because I was a virgin.

I shuffled close to him, stretching one of my legs over to straddle his abdomen. I kept my body raised slightly off of him, steadying myself with my hands. Raph's hands grabbed tight at the blankets.

"Yer givin' off some major heat waves," Raph mutters. He squints one eye open, looking up at me. I lean forwards, laying over his chest. Our noses (well his snout) brushed, but Raph refused to move.

"Sorry," I murmur, echoing him a couple of minutes ago. I reach between us, searching for his organ. I knew that there should be stretching for the female, especially during the first time. I decided I didn't need it, because after the many wounds I've had, a little pain shouldn't be that bad.

Raph shivered against me when I grabbed him, and he opened both eyes wide to look at me. I shuffled down a little, getting him positioned. And then my blood started pumping, fast.

I shifted myself a little higher, and scooted back just a little more. Raph groaned, his eyes fluttering upon first entry, but he forced his eyes open and to stay looking at me. He was probably finding control looking at me, and realizing that, I stared back. I kept moving until I felt the first burn. It wasn't pain like I thought it was going to be, it was a radiating burn that left me breathless. Raph kept his eyes on mine, and when the burn started to fade, I scooted farther back. The burn flared up brighter than the first time after a couple of seconds, but I kept going. It wasn't the worst feeling I had ever had, and I think I wanted to stop because I had the control over the situation. Anything that happened to me was my fault.

At about who knows when, I paused. I focused on what Raph was feeling, giving myself something to do other than feel the pulsing burn. It was much more pronounced now, and I felt the urge to widen my legs. I was suddenly very happy that both of us had lubrication, or this might hurt more.

I could see Raph's control weakening, and I wondered if I should speed it up or slow down. When the burn faded a second time, and I was left with a dull ache, I tried something different. I raised my body up so I was perpendicular to Raph. I splayed my hands across his torso, and let my weight bring me down. My arms made sure I didn't just fall, but it was faster. This time, before the burn could be realized, I got all the way, and I was sitting on Raph's hips before the pulsing burn appeared.

Raph made an almost whining sound in the back of his throat, and he grappled at my thighs for control. His eyes finally closed, and he pressed his head back into the bridge of his shell. I took slow breaths, trying to stop my insides from spasming. A very pronounced heat moved through me, but that was dampened by the feeling of being full. I shivered at the feeling, and I dimly heard Raph moan.

I stayed in place for several minutes, waiting for the dull ache to disappear. Without Raph realizing he was doing it, his hips made small, circular motions against me. I could feel each move like a needle under my skin, and I wanted to ask for him to be slow, but my voice was lost. Slowly though, they changed from discomfort to nothing to little zaps of pleasure. As soon as there was more pleasure than discomfort I relaxed, taking a deep breath.

"Liz," Raph sounded out, his voice close to a whine. I looked down at him and I knew immediately what he wanted. I was fine to do it, but when I tried to move, my arms gave out like jello, and my legs were numb.

"Can we roll?" I asked, my throat a little dry. Raph blinked a couple of times, and nervousness took over his features instantly. I smiled sheepishly. "It's just, my arms and legs feel like jello."

Raph tilted sideways, rolling us from his shell to my back. Little stings of warmth went through my body from moving, and my nethers felt uncomfortably hot. "Are ya okay?"

"Yeah," I state immediately, smiling up at Raph. "I'm good now."

Raph looked hesitant still, but he didn't push any farther. Instead, he started moving in small motions. When I didn't feel pain, and Raph realized that, he strides got stronger and longer. As I started to feel the more pleasurable parts, I tried to stay focused on Raph. His focus was slowly leaving, and I could feel his instincts starting to kick though. I reached up, grabbing the back of his head to pull him down. His lips smashed into mine, and instantly I could feel the chur. That chur went through his whole body and mine, and I wished there was a way I could create such a vibration. Raph shifted himself a little, laying one of his hands on my hip. I fell into a rhythm with him, and slowly myself to noise and feeling.