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Destruction of Turtle Trust
"Well... Aren't you going to say sumthin'?!" Raph cried, jumping down from the metal fence. He approached his little brother. Don avoided his eyes and heaved a gusty sigh.
This was absolutely horrible! Not only did Raph know that he was a Purple Dragon, so did Rose. This was too overwhelming for Don, so he was unable to say anything for the moment.
"Donnie, please!" Raph grabbed his shoulders and shook him. "Tell me you ain't one of those damned Purple Dragons! TELL ME!"
Rose watched in horror, squeaking in fright. Don knew Hun's spies were in this area daily, so he couldn't tell Raph the truth. He probably could safely tell him the truth in the Lair, but then Don's cover still could be blown.
Why? If Raph knew that Don wasn't really a PD afterall and just a spy, then he would have to act hateful towards him topside. If Raph forgot to do so or was even the slightest bit nonchalant about it, Hun's spies would immediately know something is up.
If his brothers were indifferent to him at all times for real, then Hun's spies would report to that huge goon that Don was indeed on their side. He couldn't let anything mess this up, even if it meant that his family would have to be against him for the time being.
"It's true. I am one of them..." Don finally answered, hating to say such, but he had no choice in order to keep his cover. Raph sucked in air sharply before his entire body trembled with raw emotion.
"Donnie, how? When? WHY?" Raph cried, shaking with hurt rage. Don gently pushed his hands off him and turned away. Raph felt his eyes burn with tears.
NO...! No, this couldn't be! There had to be a logical explanation for this! There HAD to be!
"Damn it, Donnie! Answer me!" Raph cried hoarsely. Although beforehand he had decided to keep the faith in Don, he still felt betrayed. He vaguely understood how Leo felt then.
But he didn't dwell on it since he was desperate for his little bro to give him some sort of explanation for all this. But he wasn't saying anything and it disturbed Raph. Donnie wasn't really a traitor! Right?!
He couldn't actually LIKE working for the Purple Dragons, similar to how he liked pole-dancing... Could he?!
"Donatello..." Rose spoke up.
Don and Raph looked to her simultaneously. She was standing off to the side and suddenly appeared less frightened, even calm. She had her head bowed, but then she brought her head up and gave Don a devoted gaze.
"I don't understand why you are working for that awful gang, but I believe you must have a good reason for it. I will not judge you since the last time I did, I was wrong. I...I just wanted to say that...that I have faith in you. I trust you, even though you don't trust me..." Rose said, her tone soft and compassionate.
Raph stared at her dumbfounded, his amber eyes widened. Raph thought Rose hated Don! What in the world was going on here? Don was a Purple Dragon and Rose suddenly likes him again? HUH?!
Besides those crazy shockers, Rose's words reminded Raph to keep HIS faith in Don as well. Surely, Don DID have a good reason to be a Purple Dragon.
Maybe...maybe he couldn't say what that reason was yet. Maybe he was spying on the Purple Dragons within their ranks? Raph could accept that. He rather believe in that instead of Donnie being a real traitor.
He looked at his younger brother, who was staring at Rose with much astonishment. Then he turned to the red clad Turtle. Raph tried to read what Don's eyes were telling him.
"Raphael... Please, whatever you do... Don't tell Leo. Or Mikey..." Don pleaded, his brown eyes imploring him. A wide range of emotions swam through Raph before he squeezed his eyes shut and sighed.
He wasn't sure if he should be helping Don by keeping such a secret, since it could get him into big trouble with Leo, but he didn't want Don kicked out of the family either. Especially if he wasn't a traitor afterall.
"Erugh! All-...alright. But you've gotta explain all this to me sometime. That's all I ask." Raph murmured, giving him a serious deep stare. Don nodded and went closer to Rose, putting an arm behind her back.
"I'll take you home." Don told her, almost tenderly. She peered up at him and saw a different new look in his eyes then. It was a warm grateful gaze, a look Rose hadn't seen from him ever since she returned. Then he looked at his older brother shortly after.
The brothers exchanged stares. Raph gave him hurt confused ones while Don gave him desperate pleading ones. He wasn't a hundred percent sure if Don was playing secret agent here or not.
He wished he knew! But he could tell now wasn't the time. Something was holding Don back and he figured he should show his faith by letting Don tell him when he was ready to. Or could.
Raph didn't know it, but Don was inadvertently testing him as well. Did his other older brother have faith in him or was he as blind as Leo?
So far, it appeared that Raph wasn't as ridiculously judgmental as Leo, thankfully. Don was fairly sure that Raph wouldn't tell on him.
"Donnie..." Raph was about to leave, when he nearly forgot something. Something very important.
"Yeah?"
"Where the shell is my chopper?"
"Huh?"
"My damned hog!" Raph snapped, getting disgusted. He'd better know where that bike was at or else!
"Your hog? Oh! You mean the motorcycle. Well, uh, it's...kinda...gone." Don admitted sheepishly. Raph gawked at him for a second before he exploded.
"GONE?! Whattaya MEAN it's GONE?!" Raph shrieked. That bike was his new love after his first one, which had been totaled. He had this second one perfectly detailed not long ago with his own money. Money he worked hard for busting heads for Karai.
Now it was just GONE?!
"I had to use it for parts on the Battle Shell. That motorcycle wasn't that great anyway. I can build a much better one in time. Don't worry." Don explained, then Raph tackled him to the grass, causing Rose to cry out in shock.
"YOU DAMNED BASTARD! I SPENT MY OWN FUCKING CASH TO DETAIL THAT BIKE! AND YOU TOOK IT APART JUST 'CUZ YOU THOUGHT IT WASN'T GOOD ENOUGH?! YOU ASSHOLE!" Raph shrieked, beating his fists into his little brother.
"IT WAS GOOD ENOUGH! IT WAS PERFECT TO ME!" Raph couldn't help, but lose his temper badly. First, Don squeals to April about his private crush on her and now this?!
He couldn't believe that his precious motorcycle was now gone and he wouldn't be able to ride around with Mona Lisa whatsoever. He was counting on using the bike to take Mona over to Jersey for a fun romantic trip. Now he couldn't...
Don defended himself the best he could, holding his forearms up as shields while Raph tried to make his face black and blue. He didn't dare to put his defenses down just to hit him back. Raph was much too strong for him.
He couldn't even attempt to fight back. Especially not now when Raph was like a raging thunderstorm, raining his fists upon poor Donnie and thundering his angry voice at him.
"Raph! I said I can make you a new one! A better one!" Don cried, covering his head as his older brother pummeled his skull and the back of his shoulders. Retreating into his shell wouldn't help much in this case.
"HELL YEAH, LIKE IN TWO TO THREE FUCKING MONTHS?! DAMMIT, I WOULDN'T HAVE TO WAIT AT ALL IF YOU JUST DIDN'T FUCKING TEAR MY RIDE APART FOR SUCH A DAMNED STUPID FUCKING REASON! I HAD PLANS ON GOING PLACES WITH LISA! DAMN YOU!" Raph roared, beating him some more.
How could he take that beautiful machine apart like that?! Just because he thought it wasn't good enough? It was more than good enough to Raph. He loved that bike! It was the only thing that calmed him down after the first one got wrecked.
"STOP IT! PLEASE! Just stop it! If you need a new motorcycle right away, I'll buy it for you! Anything you want! Just stop hitting him!" Rose cried, grabbing onto Raph's arm and tugged.
"Bullshit! Fuck off!" Raph shouted, pushing her away and causing her to fall. She let out a yelp and instant rage went through Don once he heard Rose cry out as she tumbled to the grass.
Since he was preoccupied with shoving Rose away, Raph was distracted for a moment. Don used that two second moment to slam his knuckles into the left side of Raph's face hard immediately.
The red clad Turtle backed away, holding his beak in pain as blood leaked through his fingers. He was unsure how to react since it wasn't too often when Raph received viciously hard hits from Donnie. His shock stifled his rage for the time being.
"My goodness, what is wrong with you?!" Rose shouted, angry herself now. "How can you attack your brother over something so trivial as a motorcycle?! If you need one THAT badly, then I'll be more than happy to buy you one, Raphael!"
"Just pick the one you want and send me the bill. Detail it however you like, I don't care! Just don't beat up Donatello over it! Please!" Rose blew her bangs out of her eyes and huffed. Raph spat rudely and wiped his bleeding beak, grumbling.
"What are you doing here anyway?" he asked, annoyed. "Last I saw you, you were giving Donnie here the cold shoulder. Now you're all fucking sweet to him and trying to be Bank of America to me. What's your deal?"
"I realized how wrong I was and now I'm trying to fix my mistakes. I really mean it. If you need a motorcycle so badly, then go buy a new one. I'll pay for it." Rose offered, softening her expression.
"Yeah, if I do sumthin' for YOU first." Raph scowled, not trusting her. She was on his list of blacklisted humans.
"I want you to stop beating up on Donatello. That's it. No more fighting over silly things such as motorcycles. Please. He has been hurt enough by everyone. Especially me... He doesn't deserve any of it..." Rose said, softly.
Raph was a bit taken aback by Rose's sincerity and vaguely thought a little better of her. It was alright for him to beat up on his brothers in his mind, but if someone outside the family threatened his bros, he would be against them.
Rose was sticking up for Don, so that merited some respect from Raph. Anyone who was good to their family deserved Turtle approval and were on the up-and-up.
Even though Raph thought better of her, he still didn't trust her anyway. Rose took a pad and pen out of her purse to scribble her contact info on.
She gave him the note and he gave her a wary glare. Was she for real or just pulling his leg here? He sighed loudly and shook his head. He didn't know what to think of her. He suddenly felt tired and drained.
"Hmph." Raph grumbled, then back-flipped gracefully onto the metal fence near a cluster of trees. "When I find the bike I want, you'll know." Then he leapt into a tree and essentially was gone within moments.
Rose inspected Don for injuries, but he wasn't that badly hurt. Ever since the Turtles were tots, they learned how to defend themselves without sustaining much damage. Especially from each other.
The purple clad Turtle escorted her back to the apartment complex where she lived. Rose figured Don would disappear into the shadows, now that his good deed had been done. But he didn't.
He was waiting for her to open those glass doors on her balcony. She let him in and he surprised her with a strong tight embrace. She happily hugged him back, hopeful that he might have forgiven her.
"Thank you for having faith in me..." he whispered in her hair, meaning it. He pulled away to give her an appreciative gentle smile before he went to sit on her bed.
"Do..do you trust me again?" Rose asked gingerly, parking her rump next to him. Don closed his eyes and heaved a heavy sigh, shrugging his shoulders.
"I don't know yet..." Don answered truthfully. "I suppose I'm not as angry as I was with you before."
"I'm glad." Rose felt a little sad that she didn't win his trust back yet, but at least he wasn't furious at her anymore. It was a good start, at least. She decided to ask him something else then. It was worth a try.
"After work tomorrow, would you like to go to Serendipity's with me?" Just in case, Rose steeled herself for a rejection to her offer. Don slowly turned to her.
"Even in a good enough disguise, I don't think I'd be welcomed in a restaurant like that." Don said sadly. Halloween was over and it would be an entire year before he could walk amongst the humans unhindered.
"It's alright, Don. I can get us an exclusive private booth. No one will bother us. Then we can go to the museum afterwards." Rose tried again, putting her hand over his. He looked down at their hands and sighed again.
He decided to be lenient since she did have faith in him, yet he feared if he did, she could walk all over his heart again. Still...she appeared to be safe to trust though...
She really won a lot of 'brownie points' with him when she expressed her confidence in him. The level of sincerity in her voice really caught his attention. Maybe...maybe she had really changed?
"I suppose..." Don replied, leaning back a bit. "Anyway, I didn't get to tell you this earlier. You're no longer forbidden to work on the project. Starting tomorrow, you can help Dr. Weinter and his team find a cure for my...problem..."
"R-really?" Rose stammered, surprised. Don faced her and nodded with a slight smile. He was starting to forgive her somewhat now. She hugged his arm, pressing her head against his shoulder.
"Thank you, Don. I really want to help cure you."
"I think that you do..." he said softly. His ill will was dissipating while his true feelings for her began to flow back into him. He didn't feel the same hurt as he did before when he acknowledged these feelings for her in his heart.
Instead Don felt content with these feelings of pure love. There was no fear stopping him from wanting to give these tender emotions to Rose once again. She was passing his test pretty good at this point.
Silence befell them, at last enjoying the other's presence in comfort. Rose ran her hand over the sheepskin on his bomber jacket as she cuddled his arm, pleased that he wasn't pushing her away anymore.
She didn't know that she was being tested at all nor that she was doing favorably well on his test. She continued to be careful, not wanting to upset him at all. Things seemed to be going very smoothly and she wanted to keep it that way.
She felt his firm muscles through his sleeve, her desires rushing back to her. That starved libido gave her the courage to try her luck further.
Slowly and cautiously, she slipped her hand to his upper scutes. She rubbed her fingers over the hard plastron, moving her slender digits up to his green flesh.
When he didn't refuse her touch, she caressed his smooth skin, tracing the wrinkled folds of his neck lovingly. Her fingers massaged him deliberately slow, creating a sweet romantic atmosphere.
Don closed his eyes, relishing that she was touching him like this. He missed her and her gentle touches that were arousing him greatly.
Rose smiled when she heard him murmur in pleasure softly. In time, he would trust her again. She felt as if she had a good chance in succeeding here. She hoped she would. She wanted to be with him again so much.
Suddenly, Don leaned back until he was on his shell, causing to Rose fall partly on top of him. A little flustered, she hurried to lift herself off of him, then stopped when she saw a playful sly grin on his face. She smiled back shyly.
With his eyes half-lidded, he gave her one of his guileful 'critical' stares as he slowly leaned up on his elbows to kiss her. She welcomed this rare display of affection without hesitation. As each second passed, the passion in their kiss intensified.
Rose began to slide her hands over his shoulders to push his bomber jacket off of him. He helped her remove it and guided her hands to unfasten his jeans for him.
Seductive foreplay followed, each exploring the other on journeys they took before, but now seemed new. Don started out slow and gentle, enjoying Rose's breathy vocalization of deep pleasure.
After a while, he couldn't stand it much longer. He wanted her and it was plain to see, she wanted him too. He put his arms around her as she did the same, ready for him.
Within moments, their bodies were one once more. The long gap since the last time they made love magnified their pleasure ten-fold. Both experienced incredible passion flowing into one another with every action and movement.
Their bodies hungered for each other, feeding off the other and satisfying the lust built up in them both. Don couldn't believe how wonderful this felt. It was like a dream come true.
He could see the love in her eyes as he infused her with his all. The way she held him, touched him, kissed him... This was the true love he had been searching for... She was the one...
Many jubilant releases later, Don's body and heart were content and in full ecstasy. The stress he had carried for so long had been alleviated finally. He was so happy and content, emotions he'd nearly forgotten about.
But Rose gave them back to him, adding joy back into his life. Joy he thought he'd never feel again since she had dumped him those months before. He could be himself again. His real self...
"Thank you..." he whispered in her left ear, nuzzling her as he pressed her beautiful naked frame to his plastron. Rose snuggled him back, clutching his shell.
Her hands came upon series of beveled grooves in his carapace, injuries he sustained from many battles. Directly below his right shoulder began a long gash that went to the left side of his shell.
She slid her nails along it, remarking how deep it was. What caused it? It didn't seem to be made from a blade.
Don hastily pushed her away to stop her from poking at that wound. He was really sensitive having anything poking about there. It didn't hurt him as long as nothing was directly rubbing into it.
"Please, don't set your nails in there." he said, recalling the agonizing moment when he received that injury.
Rose's brother had done it with a laser weapon. It wouldn't completely heal, even though he took Dr. Sarah Perry's healing wonder drug.
He hoped that long gash wouldn't begin to rot on him. That was the last thing he needed. Even the beginning of minor shell rot was alarming to Don. He didn't want any rotting, period!
Rose peeked behind him and noticed how bad it looked. She was disturbed and worried. During their moment of passion, she didn't really notice this damage at first. But it was clear to see that his shell needed some help.
"Don, it looks infectious. It may be trying to decay. I think you should increase your intake of milk and calcium supplements." Rose suggested. Don made a face. As much as he didn't like fish, he hated milk just as much.
This terrapin liked drinking sodas more than anything. He preferred the carbonated soft drink over water. Of course, ice cream was alright, but milk by itself. YUCK!
Leo usually forced them to drink only skim milk which added to Don's disgust of the white moo juice. Thankfully Leo was too busy to make them drink milk lately.
"I've been taking supplements..." Don said quietly. It was kinda true. He remembered taking some two weeks ago.
"Everyday?" she asked. Don avoided her eyes and didn't reply. She knew the answer from his silence. She rubbed his left shoulder reassuringly.
"It's alright. Just start taking them everyday from now on."
"I won't remember to do something like that. Not daily." Don admitted.
With all the things going on in his life with his dancing job, spying on the gangs, stopping petty crimes, and trying to create a permanent cure for his hyper mutation problem; he wouldn't remember to take little pills every day.
"I'll remind you. I'll bring you fresh milk too." Rose offered with a gentle smile. Don sighed, not wanting her to do this, but he had a feeling she wouldn't listen.
This was a matter of health here. He really had no choice, if he didn't want his shell to rot off. She came back with a tall glass of cold skim milk. Don eyed it warily.
"Here you go. Very healthy skim milk." she said cheerily.
"Do I have to drink it?" he asked sadly.
"Yes, all of it. You don't want your shell to get worse, do you?" Rose watched him drink. He paused at least ten times, trying to convince her that he had enough. But she pressed him on, making him drink the entire glass dry.
"Oh, shell! That tasted horrible!" Don gagged, coughing. In some ways, it was even worse than the serum!
That's how much he didn't like milk, well skim milk that is. He'd have an easier time with whole milk, but a rich fatty milk would only mean more exercise in the end.
It was getting late and Don figured he should leave so Rose could go to bed. But she asked him to stay. He nearly refused, worrying that Leo would get more physically abusive if he didn't come home as scheduled.
But then he remembered the hassle of leaving the Lair that afternoon. Leo shoved him down for not immediately accepting his rule, not to mention his dislike of Don pointing out that he wasn't Splinter.
It was the truth! Why couldn't Leo see what an insane controlling psycho he was becoming? Don finally realized how raunchy he, himself, was being lately. It was Leo's turn to open his eyes to his own flaws for once.
Don decided to take his chances by staying at Rose's place and calling home. Why should he return to the Lair only to be harassed by Leo again? He called home and waited for one of his brothers to answer.
The answering machine did instead so Don left a message. Unbeknownst to him, the answering machine malfunctioned and didn't record his message...
Don was fairly surprised when Rose timidly dropped hints that she would like to make love again. Pleased, he was more than happy to fulfill her request. The renewed lovers gave themselves to each other again, longer this time.
Nearly two hours passed before they came to rest. Don held Rose close to his plastron as he sleepily peered out the partially covered balcony doors. Silver stars dotted the dark moonless sky.
Halloween was over, but Don didn't feel as sad as he usually was on this special holiday's last hours. His entire being was overcome by blissful contented joy. Rose was the right one afterall... His one and only true love.
Leo sulked about the rooftops as he patrolled the city. He halted plenty of petty crimes with extraordinary ease. The crooks and punks simply ran for it as soon as they saw him screaming something about 'death' or something other. How odd.
He traveled his rounds closer and closer to Karai's home. Although he didn't trust her anymore, that wasn't enough to stop his undying love for her. He was like a thoughtless moth fluttering about a dangerous flame.
A beautiful sexy flame that continued to mesmerize him in every way possible.
Perhaps he was a careless fool for returning to her. It wasn't like him to be so stupidly reckless, but he simply couldn't stay away from her. Not only did his heart yearn for her, so did his body...
Getting rid of Don's odious porn products stirred up Leo's own lust. As he gathered those things up, he tried his best not to look at them much. But he did spend a short amount of time flipping through the magazines regardless.
He wasn't perfectly squeaky clean with such things, no matter how much he denied it. As a wild teen, he secretly had a wild fetish for female breasts and collected his own stash of indecent filth himself.
After turning twenty-three, he vowed not to be tempted by such things any longer and buried his naughty things in the lower tunnels that were miles and miles below the Lair. Leo made himself forget about the filth. His shameful filth...
Although it was incredibly difficult, he succeeded 'letting go of his filth' after half a year and he was extremely proud of himself for it. If he could do it, so could his 'other self' aka Donatello.
When Don refused to 'better himself' and 'walk the higher path', Leo viewed this as an indirect failure of his own. He had to triumph over everything and keep his family standing tall with great honor gleaming off them.
Instead, Don was ruining this for him. He wanted to be trashy by displaying his body to unsavory gay strangers in a cheap sleazy pub! Leo had a terrible fear that those homosexuals would try to rape his little brother at some point.
Yes, Don could defend himself, but what if those disturbing people ganged up on him? They could put drugs in his drink and then hold him down so they could violate his 'sacred temple' aka his physical body.
Leo was dead set on keeping his 'sacred temple' only accessible to Karai and no one else. To know that his little brother openly allowed anyone to peer inside his 'temple' drove Leo into great frustrations and hatred.
Alright, so it wasn't exactly like that, but it just wasn't right for Don to flash off his shell like he did at the night club. It was like his perfect little family wasn't as perfect as Leo was trying to make it be.
Don's gluttonous carnal appetite was the cause of this imperfection. So, Leo couldn't help, but be overly cruel to Don at times. He hated what Don did at that night club and he hated his little brother's defiance even more.
Splinter had always left Leo in charge, so naturally Don should follow, NOT rebel. Leo couldn't handle Raph as it was; he didn't want Don to become like the red clad Turtle. Ever.
It was like he hated and loved him at the same time. He often felt this way with Raph, but never with Donnie. He looked to him for help when he was unsure about something or if he needed backup leadership.
Leo didn't let him know, but should anything happen to him, he wanted Don to lead Raph and Mikey in his absence. He couldn't let Raph lead due to his explosive unruly temper and Mikey, well he was too easily distracted and silly to ever be a leader.
So it fell to Don. He was the only one left capable of doing the job somewhat as good as Leo could. He trusted him. But now after finding out Don was a man whore who shook his shell seductively for cash, Leo's trust rusted away into nothing.
He wasn't the brother he knew all his life. He was someone else. Someone who thought it was alright to be perverted and indecent. Someone who LIKED...no, ENJOYED being wickedly lewd and dishonorable!
That wasn't the real Donatello. Until the real one returned, Leo wasn't going to be one bit nice to this new evil fake Donnie.
As Leo's thoughts raged into his mind, he knew there was only one thing that would give him temporary relief to these frustrations he had with his little brother. And extreme pleasure...
He quietly entered Karai's heavily guarded private quarters with ease while she was watching the late nightly news on television with the lights off.
She didn't say a word as he unceremoniously seated himself beside her on the couch as if he had every right to. Leo gave her a few expectant glances.
She kept her face emotionless even though she was delighted that he came out of the blue as he did. She wanted things to be like how they were before, when he used to trust her blindly.
She regretted losing his trust, but was confident enough that she would get it back through Rose's efforts to convert Don to her side. Even though he didn't see any obvious hints from her, he risked touching her just the same.
As the back of his hand brushed her cheek tenderly, she slapped it away and gave him a warning glare. How dare he overstep his boundaries like that?! Karai had zero tolerance for a male who didn't know his place at all times with her.
Only SHE was to give the green light for intimate relations, NEVER him. If she allowed him to have control over that in their relationship, he would think it would be just fine to come over whenever he pleased to breed.
Constant mating would be disastrous in her goal to get pregnant. This had to be done a certain way with enough time spaced between each session. She would not become this Turtle's sexual relief toy, no matter how fond she was of him.
Too beguiled by her to be embarrassed by that rejection, Leo recovered gracefully and stirred up some small talk. Karai kept his hands in her sights at all times.
"The gang activity's getting worse." Leo stated, unsheathing the katana on his left side. He turned the blade so he could see Karai in the reflection. He smiled, admiring her beauty.
"Yes, Hun has a new weapon. The Deliverer of Death. He has wiped out too many of my best men in silent side battles. I believe he is a highly skilled ninja like us. I will make him pay..." Karai hissed, clenching a raised fist.
"I'll find him for you." Leo offered, sheepishly hoping to win 'brownie points' with her. He was set on making love that night; there was no going back for him.
"Should you locate him, bring him here. I have much desire to extract information about Kano from him."
"I have as much desire as you do..." Leo said rather shamelessly, unable to hide his lust.
"Leonardo!" Karai curled her lip in disgust, but inside she was laughing. He was so...cute whenever he was like this, letting his lust make him appear so shameful. And wonderfully appealing.
"Show some dignity." A slight chuckle escaped along with her words.
Leo sheathed his sword and squirmed uncomfortably upon his enlarged tail. Karai hid her smiles as she turned her attention back to the news.
"What did the test say?" Leo asked a few minutes later. He almost hoped it was negative so he could have another go with her. Karai sighed tiredly.
"It appeared to be negative, but I plan to try and test again in a few more days just to be sure." Karai gave him an annoyed glare as he scooted closer to her to the point where his right thigh was pressing against her left leg.
"Why don't we just freshen things up a bit with a new batch, hmm?" Leo purred in a low seductively suave tone, putting his right arm over her shoulders. She elbowed him directly below the chest with extreme force and he began to cough.
"That's why." Karai said coolly, enjoying this little game she was playing. If Leo wanted sex, he would have to jump through at least one more hoop. She wouldn't give in so easily as he was begging her to do.
He had to earn it when she wasn't immediately in the mood. She wasn't trying to be malicious or anything; this was how she 'flirted' with Leo in her own special hard-to-get kind of way.
"Ugh! Shell! cough! Why did you...wheeze! -have to hit so hard?" Leo struggled to recover from that painful rejection.
Karai ignored him. She nonchalantly took a hidden dagger that was strapped to her right thigh and flashed the blade dangerously close to his beak.
"Keep complaining and I'll use this next time." she said harshly. To show she wasn't attempting to be truly hostile and at last, warming up to him, she ran three fingers over top of his right leg. It was the hint he had been waiting for.
He knocked the dagger out of her hand, sending it upwards. It spun with blurring speed before he snatched it by the handle in mid-air. In a split-second, he had her back to the armrest while holding the razor's edge close to her face, a little below her chin.
"Keep teasing me, and I'LL be using this next time..." he said sexily, his brown eyes sparkling at her. Karai felt a strong wave of hot desire kick in. That playful menacing from Leo simply thrilled her.
"Leon..." Karai's eyes twinkled back at him. She watched him close his eyes as he bent down to kiss her. She raised her arms up to the back of his head while he pulled his arm back to throw the dagger into the far wall.
It wasn't too long before Leo was 'replenishing' her with fresh batches of seed to hopefully create a new life with. The odd couple fervently made love into the night while the TV masked their sounds of hot pleasure.
Karai began to wonder if Leo was trusting her inadvertently due to his overpowering fondness for her. He appeared like he just couldn't keep away. This was very good fortune indeed.
If Rose failed her, it may not even matter. Karai allowed Leo to perform more kinky acts upon her when he assumed the positions. It gave her worthwhile enjoyment so she accepted his eccentric services. Leo savored this chance to be this way with her. The taste and smell of her made his passion return over and over. While he enjoyed tasting her, she seemed to also enjoy tasting him as well. It was a rare delightful session indeed.
Once his carnal appetite was fulfilled, he dozed behind her as she watched the television for a while. After midnight, she turned the TV off and settled in to sleep. She cuddled close to Leo and while he was half-awake, he began to lick her face lovingly.
"Are you sure you want to hunt for Death?" Karai asked, yawning. She dug her nails gently into the wrinkled folds of his neck, smoothing them out. Leo shifted his weight as he filled his lungs with air quickly.
"Of course, I want to. He's a danger to you. I have to stop him." Leo said softly, liking how Karai's fingers were working on his neck. It gave him such a pleasant sensation that it made him forget his troubles momentarily.
"Just be careful, my love. I've heard this Death is a ruthless beast who thirsts for blood and flesh. I have seen his handiwork personally. He possesses great strength." Karai said, kissing Leo's neck then. Her lover made himself one with her then. unable to get enough of his delicious Karai. She held onto him tightly as he flowed his passion into her once more.
"Don't worry. I'll handle him and put an end to his days of terror once and for all..."
To Be Continued in Chapter 37!
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Current events/ In the next chapter(s):
Uh-oh! Leo wants to hunt for Hun's Deliverer of Death aka Donatello! What will Leo do once he discovers that his own little brother is a Purple Dragon and one of their best assassins? Will Leo be understanding or ban Don from their terrapin brotherhood forever?
Angel comes out of her coma and Mikey realizes how deeply he feels for her now. When they go to an all night party and get extremely drunk, they wake up to a shocking surprise the next morning. Will this ruin their relationship?Will Bishop's mutant breeding farm be a success or a tragedy?
Will Casey be loyal to his terrapin friends or to his new duties as a cop?
The Turtles are running out of time for a real cure to their dire hyper mutation problem. Will they receive it in time? Later, Carter (from the 90's 'Red Sky' series) and Sydney (from the 2k3 series) will make an appearance. This and lots more!
Keep reading to find out more on the story! Until next time! ^_^