DISCLAIMER: This chapter is smutty. So, if you're not into that. Just, skip that last bit.
On wards...
Chapter 5
The sound of my name coming from a soft tone stir me from my already restless sleep. I surfaced back to reality, the fog from my dreams slipping slowly away as my eyes blinked open onto blue eyes and a green rounded face.
"Mags…" Softly and kind still as my eyes and mind began to work together trying to figure out what I was seeing.
"Leo...?"
"No, it's Mikey... Uh we need some help babes." He said worry slipping into his tone as the chaos from behind him started to break through my awakening mind.
"Wha…" Leaving the warmth of my bed I saw Casey storm pass my cracked opened door, the light from the hallway broke through as April followed after her.
"Yeah, I'm the one that got us caught! You're the asshole that went in there with his head up his ass thinkin' he is fuckin' Mr. invincible!" I heard Casey yell. I furrowed my brow, throwing the covers from me to follow the younger turtle from my room. I toss my black jeggings laying on the floor over my underwear and a shirt over my tank top before heading out of my room.
I bumped into April as she came from the bathroom as I attempted to follow Mikey. All of the bodies in the hallway including a large mutant turtle didn't exactly fit in this small New York apartment. Mikey however, worried and not wanting to leave his brother's side was able to force himself into the small bathroom. April gave me an apologetic smile as I looked her over, a rag in her hands coated in blood.
"What the hell happened?" I asked, sleep still covering my tone as April shrugged.
"Just another night." She said attempting to sound nonchalant but, with aggravation laced in her words. I just nodded slowly, trying to let my brain keep up with everything around me. "Mikey needs to head back to the lair and get Don. I need to clean up the blood that trailed in and we need an extra pair of hands to hold pressure on the wound and Casey is um… Not exactly being cooperative at the moment." She explained in a hushed tone to I'm assuming not let the raven haired beauty hear her.
"Who's wound?" I ask as Casey comes out of the bathroom chucking a blood soaked towel into the bathroom as it slaps wet against Raphael's plastron.
"Who's wound?" She scoffs. "I'm sick of fuckin' lookin' at his smug fuckin' face." She hisses in passing, giving me a hard nudge to my shoulder making her way to the large bay window that leads to the roof. I peer in the bathroom to Raphael sitting on the edge of the tub, a towel pressing to his shoulder already soaking up in blood.
"I'm gonna go get Leo and Don..." Mikey said as he rinsed off his hands, Raph snorting a laugh behind him.
"Course... Just keeps gettin' betta." He grumbled.
"Good luck babe." Mikey said, patting my shoulder softly as I give him a meek smile, looking back to Raphael.
"I'm gonna make some coffee..." April sighed leaving Raphael and I alone in the bathroom.
I take a slow breath, walking over to the larger turtle. I attempted to not act nervous or act like anything really as I reach for his shoulder to remove the towel. He gives me a questionable look from the corner of his eyes, as if asking 'what the hell are you gonna do?' I arch my brow, putting my hand over his and nudging it out of the way.
"Lemme see it." I say as he huffs, moving his hand. I pull back the towel already sticky with blood. I sigh as more pools out of the wound, not showing any sign of stopping. "Hold it for a minute." Turning to the vanity I look quickly through grabbing some alcohol and pads, readily available as if this has happened before. Go figure.
"What the hell is that gon' do?" He asked as I set them on the side of the tub.
"Because you haven't seen Don do this a million times?" I ask shaking my head, my voice coming off a little more aggravated than I probably meant. I'm not exactly a morning person, or middle of the fuckin' night person. Being woken up and asked to do bullet removal person? This is kinda fucked up and I need a drink person.
"I don't need ya fuckin' help ya know." He snapped back at me as I rolled my eyes, taking a slow breath.
"I was asked to help, so I'm helping. Sorry, I am just cranky that I got woken up." I say with a shrug. He snorts a laugh shaking his head.
"Sorry I disturbed your beauty sleep Princess." He says as I shake my head again, biting my lip hard to not make another comment. It won't get me anywhere and will only make matters worse. But, in the state of mind I was in, I was ready to fuckin' snap.
"Move your hand." I say holding up the alcohol and swap to clean the wound. "It'll make it easier for Don when he gets here to get the bullet out."
"How'd you know it was a bullet?" He asks as I look at him with a confused look.
"Really?" I ask almost in a 'duh' voice. "Because you're you. You were with Casey, most likely lookin' for the Purple Dragons right?"
"You think you know everythin' huh?" He says as I press the swap into the wound. At least the blood has slowed down. He hisses to the sting of the alcohol as I squint to see if I can see the metal fragments of the bullet. I sigh, not seeing them, knowing that Donnie will have to take them out piece by piece.
"I know enough." I say, grabbing a clean towel and placing it over the wound with the swap drenched in alcohol over the wound.
"Psh… Like what?"
"Like, I know Casey is just worried about you and not actually mad." I shrug as pressing the heel of my palm into his wound for more pressure.
"Yeah... I'm aware of how my girlfriend is with me. Thanks for the update." He says, turning his face from mine as his large arms cross over his chest.
"Hey, I'm just tryin to be understanding..." I tried to say as he scoffed.
"Understandin' with what? You don't know me, or us, or my family for that matta'. You pretend to know us with some bullshit excuse of what movies and cartoons?" He scoffs again. "You don't know shit." I nodded. I suppose he wanted me to blister at his response. Become angry and lash out but, I knew better. I knew it's not what he needed and I knew it wouldn't get anywhere. Not with him already as pissed as he was. Did I want to in my tired state? Yes. But, I knew that would just lead to trouble.
"You're right, I don't know you guys. Not the real you… I was brought here to help with what knowledge I'm supposed to have from those bullshit movies and cartoons. But, that doesn't mean I haven't dealt with a hotheaded, stubborn asshole before that thinks he knows everything. It also doesn't mean I haven't been that stubborn asshole that thinks she knows everything. I know that Casey is pissed and you're pissed. I know that you're mostly pissed at yourself for getting in the way of that bullet. I'm not here to judge you or berate you for it, I'm here to hold the fuckin' towel. But, just so you know, and I'm saying this as Casey's friend not a knower of movie bullshit but, Casey is just worried." I shrug. He looks at me for a minute, his face furrowing in question before it relaxes into a small smile.
"Leo is gonna need a woman like you to keep his pompous ass in line." He said with a smug smile as I furrow my brow.
"Leo and I aren't..."
"Yeah, OK sweetheart. Leo and you have it so bad for each otha it's sickenin'." He says, laying his head back against the shower wall, closing his eyes.
"Well, it's not gonna matter when I leave." I shrug with a slow sigh as he looks over at me to my saddened tone.
"Oh… Yeah. I kinda forgot about that..." He said softly as I shook my head.
"Doesn't matter. I don't really like to think about it either." I shrug, lifting the towel to see if any of the bleeding as slowed. "Jesus…" I sighed as he shrugged.
"It's not anythin' I haven't been through before. It'll heal up soon. Mutant blood heals us quicker." He says shooing my hands away and moving the towel himself. He got from the edge of the tub and looked in the vanity mirror, watching as blood bubbled from the wound.
"Where is he?" I heard Leonardo's seething voice ask as April sighed most likely pointing this way to the bathroom. Stomping footsteps came and stopped as I lifted my head to a very angered Leonardo standing in the bathroom doorway, arms crossed over his chest puffed out in a breath as his eyes intense sapphires glares at his brother. Raphael, indifferent continued to examine his wound in the mirror, not paying any attention to his older brother in blue. Donnie came up beside Leo brother, moving him to the side as he went into the bathroom excusing himself out of my way to make his way beside Raphael. He already had gauze and tweezers in hand prepared for the situation. "You knew we were dealing with this new threat from this Bishop asshole and you go out thinking what? That you could stop them all by yourself? And drag Casey into it?"
"Yup, ya figured me out Leo, that's exactly what I wanted ta do." Raph said as Donnie pushed him back down on the edge of the tub and removed the towel. I moved out of the way quickly, the once seemingly large bathroom becoming very small with three large mutant turtles standing in my way. Donnie started removing my gauze looking over at me with a smile.
"Good work." He said as I shrugged looking down at the towel as I twisted it nervously in my hands. "This might sting." He said pouring antiseptic into Raphael's opened wound before digging the tweezers in mercilessly searching for the bullet. Donnie was obviously just as pissed, but had an outlet to use against his hotheaded brother. Raphael kept his face straight, teeth gritted to show no sign of pain as his eyes glared into Leonardo's. I winced watching the blood and clear liquid pour out onto Raphael's plastron. Leonardo grabbed my arm a little harsher than he had meant, tugging me into the hallway behind him.
"You don't need to see that." He muttered. "Go get some coffee."
"I feel like I need something stronger…" I mutter, rubbing where his hand had grabbed me, going into the kitchen as April stirred a mug absentmindedly. "You alright there Red?" I asked as her green eyes snapped up to mine.
"It never gets old…" She sighed looking down at her dark liquid and shirt stained red. "Want some?" She asked as I shook my head.
"You check on her?" I ask, pointing above our heads to the roof as April scoffs.
"Hell no." I nod, reaching under the sink, grabbing her bottle of Jack I know she had stashed under there and two mugs. "Really?" April asks as I shrug.
"It's what I would want." I climb out of the large bay window, up the fire escape and onto the roof top hearing the padding of fists against leather.
"Fuckin' tell me I'm the one that got us caught. Like it's always my fault. Just because I'm not the fuckin' Ninja? Who got fuckin' shot asshole? Not me. You always have to dive in front of shit!" She grunts, punching harder against the punching bag as I clank the glasses together to let her know someone else is up there. She jumps, looking at me as her eyes glare. "What the fuck do you want?" I hold up the mugs and bottle of liquor as her sore face smirks. She snatches the bottle from me, opening it up and taking a long pull. "You're better off not fallin' for one of 'em, ya know that?" She says, sitting on the ledge of the building.
"Whys that?"
"Because they're all assholes. High and mighty. Think they know everything because they've trained their whole lives. Ooohhh… How fuckin' special. I've trained too! I've busted my ass just as hard and know just as much and yet I will never be as good. I will never be seen as his equal because what? Because I'm weaker? I'm smaller? I don't have a fuckin' shell? What the fuck ever dude. I'm done." She says shaking her head. "He can fuckin' go off and do whateva the fuck he wants, fuck whoeva he wants. He's always takin' with Mikey about this Police whore and this EMT bitch that think he's soooo hot. Fine, have him! Don't come cryin' to me when you can't take his bullshit!" She takes another long pull and I know realize that there was four empty cans behind her from a six pack she was keeping up there.
Shit.
"Don't hog it…" I say taking back the bottle as I pour some in my mug. She gets distracted enough that I am able to put the bottle down beside me on my other side, out of her eye line.
"He doesn't even know how good he has it ya know. Ten years. Ten fuckin' years I've dealt with this shit. Gettin' shot up, goin' out on patrol and being by his fuckin' side through thick and thin and yet he can scream and yell at me. I'm not good enough, I got in the way, I tipped off the Dragons. Yeah… I'm the one that tipped them off when it was him that ran in there fuckin' sais out not givin' a flyin' fuck because he wanted to bust some skulls and let off some steam. But, no. It was alllllll me. Sure." She says shaking her head.
"You know that Raph is like that though. He's quick to blame and then he'll calm down and make it up to you." I say, trying to calm her. She just scoffs.
"What if I'm tired of being made up to? What if I'm just done?"
"Are you though?" I ask, looking at her as I notice the red rim around her glossy eyes. Her bottom lip quivers as she shakes her head, looking away from me.
"Of course not. I love that stupid fuckin' asshole." She says shaking her head. "And I'm gonna until one of us is fuckin' dead which will probably be him because he can't stop getting' his dumbass fuckin' shot at." I see a tear roll down her cheek as she quick wipes it away. Neither of them dare to be seen as weak.
"He doesn't really think you're the one that got you guys caught. He's mad at himself for getting' shot." I say softly as she sighs, rubbing her face hard and giving her face a few slaps as she stands up. "He doesn't think you're weak either, I'm sure none of them do." I shrug.
"Of course not. I would fuckin' beat their asses if they did." She chuckles, shaking her head. "I'm drunk." She sighed starting to pace in front of me, her steps a little off and I reach out for her if she stumbles. "I hate nights like these. I get mad and I get drunk and I end up staying up here or wait until Leo drags him back to the lair and can't sleep and we don't talk for like a week and then we apologize to each other and…"
"Have amazing makeup sex?" I ask as she smiles.
"Well yeah, there is that…" She says as I snort a laugh, taking a small sip of the harsh liquor. "What about you and Sensei?" She asks with a chuckle as I roll my eyes taking another swig.
"There is no me and Sensei." I say in a mock tone, feeling my face heat to the liquor and particular word she used. "I need to focus on helping you guys and finding information on Bishop. None of which I've done yet." I shrug.
"You need to focus on getting' that Ninja D." She laughs as I snort a laugh shaking my head.
"Ok…" I say getting from the ledge as she chuckles and grabs my hand to sit me back down next to her.
"No, no, no. Stay with me. I never have company when I'm pouting and drunk."
"Margret, may I speak with you please." I heard Leonardo's strong command ask from the fire escape as I turned and saw his large form standing just at the top of it. I furrowed my brow. How long had he been there? Hopefully not for Ninja D…
Probably…
Super.
"Uh, yeah…" I stammer, looking at Casey as she grimaces taking my mug of liquor and hiding it. Walking over to him I feel nervous… Like I've done something wrong? It's very disorientating because I haven't done anything. I was the one sleeping for fuck sake. "What's up?"
"I'm taking Raph back to the lair. The Dragons are on to us which means soon the Foot will be as well. I don't feel comfortable with you here out in the open. I want you to grab your things and come back with me." He said, his eyes looking into mine, his tone once commanding now soft and kind. My heart following his emotions like a rollercoaster and I was holding on for dear life. I nodded, knowing he just wanted me safe and was worried I could see it in his tired eyes. "Good. Thank you." He sighed, his hands taking mine. "I'll just feel better and less worried if I know where everyone is. Especially with this looming threat." A slow breath left his large chest as I watched the rise and fall of his plastron. Always memorized by it's beautiful movements. I nodded again, my hands gliding up to his strong biceps giving them a gentle rub of reassurance as his face softened in a smile. His eyes left mine, going over my head to his longtime friend behind us. "Casey, put some things together. We're going to be headed down for a couple of days." He called to her as she groaned. "Save it please." He said turning from us, my hand squeezed around his arm, another knee jerk reaction to wanting to keep myself close to him. He looked at my hand on his bicep as a small smile crawled across his face. "Yes?" He asked, his smile contagious as it crossed over my face.
"Would you mind helping me with my things?" I asked as he nodded, opening his arm for me to go first. His hand slowly slid along the slope of my back as I passed him making a shiver crawl across my skin. I looked back to make sure that Casey would be following as she leaned heavily on the ledge of the roof top, placing her hand to her forehead. "She's drunk." I grimaced as he nodded, giving my cheek a kiss and climbing up the fire escape to where she was swaying.
"Leonardo, you pick me up and I swear to Christ I will drop you." She threatened as he chortled a laugh, picking her up bridal style as she growled at him crossing her arms over her chest. "This is fuckin ridiculous. I can walk down a flight of fuckin' stairs."
"Should have thought of that before you drank yourself into a stupor." He said as I moved out of the way for him and then followed him down into the apartment.
Raphael was out of the bathroom, sitting on the couch with his shoulder wrapped in gauze, a spot of crimson in the center seeping through as he glared at Casey. She ignored him stomping her way into her bedroom, slamming the door shut. He got up in a groan following his pissed of other half into her bedroom.
"This is why we've had to move three different times." April said plopping a purple duffle bag onto the floor as she crossed her arm over her cheat. Her normal happy face tried and aggravated as we heard something slam, hard enough to make the wall shake in the bedroom. "It's fuckin' three in the morning it's like they forget we have neighbors." She says, shaking her head. "Not the mention…" Motioning towards Donnie, Mikey and Leo standing in the living room. "Not like we can just have someone knock at our door and come screaming at us to quiet down."
"Relax Ape…" Mikey sighed, going over to her and putting his arm around her shoulders. He gave her a squeeze before going to the hallway and banging his fist on Casey's bedroom door. Raphael opened it, his face seething in anger as Mikey only crossed his arms over his large chest, not intimidated by his overheated brother. "Dude, you wanna cut it with the Hulk smash bullshit. They still need to live here after this all blows over. Just grab some shit and let's go." He said as Raph sighed, nodding his head. Casey grabbed her bag pushing past them both as she made her way next to April.
"If you two can stay put for a moment." Leo said, turning to me. I looked up at him furrowing my brow before I remember I too was supposed to gather some things together.
"Oh, right." I smiled. "Be right back." I said as I felt him follow after me. I felt my face smile wider as my small room became even smaller with his presence in it. I grabbed my bag from under the bed, placing it on the mattress as I started gathering my things. I didn't have much to grab, tossing it all haphazardly into the bag as Leo helped stopping as he held my laptop in his large fist. I looked over at his massive frame frozen where he stood, my lap top in hand as my heart dropped to my stomach. "Oh…Shit." I grimaced as he looked up at me his eyes more curious than anything else… Not mad or threatening just curious.
"Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles…?" He asks as I grimace at the name. Yeah, they're not exactly Teenagers here.
"Yeah… Um, that's what you're called in my Universe like, um… You're brand or title? I guess…" I say not really knowing how to explain it. How the hell am I supposed to explain it? Especially to Leonardo out of all of them. Mikey would be easy, Donnie even would be a little easier but Leo…? Fuck…
"Teenage?" He asks as grimace again.
"They wanted to market to children…? Even though the comics were really gritty and probably not suitable for kids, teenagers sure... Then the 80s cartoons came out and that was just… So marketed for kids, very Saturday morning cartoons… Then the movies were a little better with the fighting and even showing the use of actual fighting skills you all had and…"
"Maggie." He said stopping me from my idiotic rambling.
"Sorry… Um, yeah… So, it's a sticker? Decal… I have more on other things like my car. So… that's just like the tip of the iceberg I guess?" I say taking it from him as he lets it go out of his grasp. I place it in the bag putting other items over it as he stares at it a little longer. I had various other decals and stickers over my lap top as well but, obviously that would be the one to catch his attention. "We should probably go?" I ask as his eyes snap to mine. He nods his head slowly, taking the bag from me as I start to protest. He says nothing, placing his hand to my lower back and pushing me gently from the room.
"OK, everyone ready?" He asks as April nods, Donnie grabbing her bag as Casey grabs her. She wasn't going to have Raphael carry it with his bad shoulder. "Let's head out. Don hang back, Mikey with Raph just in case we have any unwanted company."
Making our way underground Leonardo and I were able to hang behind the rest of the group. Michelangelo grabbed Casey's bag from her eventually and she and Raph were able to walk ahead to speak in private. As private as it could be with both of their hand gestures suggesting half of the conversation.
I could feel his eyes on me the whole way back to the lair. It was both soothing and uncomfortable. I wasn't really able to decipher how. I knew he had so many questions and I was ready to answer them for him whenever he was ready.
"There are more than just stickers and action figures." He said softly beside me.
"Yes." I answered, our tones barely above a whisper.
"Such as…"
"Whatever you can think of, they've made it." I say and he's silent for a moment.
"Anything?" He asks as I nod. This is going to be uncomfortable… "Keychains."
"I can show you that, it's in my bag too." I sigh.
"Blankets."
"I have three…" I say shaking my head.
"Really?" He asks in disbelief as I cross my arms over my chest. I shrug, keeping my eyes forward, I don't really want to see his face of embarrassment or I don't know, judgement as I tell him all this.
"I honestly wouldn't lie to you about anything. So, if you want to ask questions I'm going to be honest with you." I look over at him as his eyes meet mine, the bright electric blue of them in the minimal light never faltering to make my heart skip a beat.
"Thank you for that Mags… It just all a little…"
"Unnerving…" I say as he nods. "Of course it is." I shrug. "I couldn't image literally needing to hide your whole lives and then finding out that in another universe, first of all that there are other universes that it's the complete and total opposite. That everyone knows about you, that you have fans, collectables… It's…"
"Unnerving…" He says with a sigh as I frown, putting my hand into his. His hand wraps tightly around mine as he pulls me into his side. "I am however grateful for your information." He said, his hand enclosing around my waist. I could feel the bass in his voice as he spoke and the comfort of his touch and overall being was back. I took a calming breath, leaning into him.
We approached the lair and I remembered that I wasn't wearing any cover over my eyes to shield me from knowing how to get in and out. I looked up at Leonardo with wide eyes as he looked down at me, his brow furrowed as he reached for the doors to be opened.
"What?"
"I wasn't covered, you never blind folded me." I said as he smiled, putting his arm around my shoulders.
"I think we're past that now." He said softly leading me into the lair as I felt my heart beat calm.
"Wha… Really?" I ask as he shrugs.
"I mean, You just expressed that you wouldn't lie to me. I believe you, and trust you."
"You do?" I ask softly as he smiles, kissing my cheek softly.
"Of course. We all do, come." He said walking off with my bag down the cement stairs. I watch him for a moment as he continues to walk towards the alcove that I did not get to venture down during my grand tour. The alcove in which Donnie pointed out was 'Leo and Splinter's rooms'. My heart started to beat faster. He stopped at the mouth of the alcove, looking over his shoulder at me. "You're tired I assume since my family was so gracious as to wake you up?" He asked, his voice carrying up to me as I nodded. "Come." He said, nodding his head as I took a step down, slowly, hesitantly before taking another, and another before I was at the bottom and his hand was wrapped around mine.
Oh. Shit.
"T-This is where your room is." I said, attempting my hardest to not sound like a teenage fan girl. He smirked over his shoulder at me.
"Yes. You're not sleeping on that couch, you can have my bed for the evening. We'll figure out sleep arrangements tomorrow, it's late."
"Oh…" I said softly as we made our way to a wooden door. He opened it placing my bag on the floor and looking to me with a growing smile.
"Oh?"
"Where are you going to sleep, I don't want to put you out." I say softly."
"Kind of you Turtledove, however we have cots. I'm going to sleep in the Dojo."
"Sounds uncomfortable…" I say, stepping into his room as he flicks on the soft lights and he allows you to take a look around.
It seemed plain of course but, very Leonardo. Japanese tapestries on the wall with a bonsai tree trimmed perfectly on a small bedside table. His bed was just a mattress on top of a Tatami bed frame looked to be made from scratch. Hand craved wood, sanded with care and painted with a stain to show off the beautiful natural grain. The bedding is plain blue comforter and white sheets with two pillows. I can't help but smile at it, looking big enough for the both him and I, and then some. Off to the corner of his room were rice paper lights and a book shelve with various titles looking older than Splinter to some familiar titles I had seen recently at my local book store.
"It's very… Peaceful." I muse, turning back to him as he leans against his doorway watching me. "I'd really rather you sleep here tonight?" I ask timidly. I didn't want him to leave me alone in this space without him. It just felt wrong. "Just to sleep." I reassure walking to his large frame him, placing my hands over his chest as I had done so many times before, letting them glide slowly over his strong shoulders. It felt so different in this place. My stomach twisted in heat, the scent of him surrounding me and his eyes slowly dilating on mine as he looked down at me. Just to sleep Margret. "I'm honestly too tired to do anything else." I say almost trying to convince him and myself as a yawn comes to solidify my statement. He smiles a large hand over my cheek as he leans forward giving my forehead a soft kiss.
"We sleep. Nothing else." He says as I nod. He sighs in defeat sliding the strap to his katana from his shell as my smile widens, watching him undress.
"What do you normally wear to bed?" I ask, kicking off my shoes and putting them with my bag at the bottom of his large bed
"I sleep naked." He says, without any expression on his face as I look up from taking my shoes off. A large smile goes across his handsome face and my eyes narrow in a glare. "My briefs usually. I live with Mikey, I can't just sleep nude." He says as I snort a laugh. "You?"
"Well, actually pretty much what's under this." I say as I lift my shirt over my head reviling my 'namastay in bed' tank top. "Just a tank top and undies." I shrug as he nods with a smirk. "What?"
"I half expected you to be wearing a onesie." He joked as I rolled my eyes.
"No, I save those for special occasion's, thank you."
I hesitate for a moment, my hands stopping at the hem of my black jeggings. His eyes catch mine as he tries to continue doing his routine but, he can't help but watch me. My stomach twists under his intense gaze. Why am I so nervous? I've undressed in front of a man before... But, this wasn't just a man, it was Leonardo...
I tuck my thumbs into the sides of my jeggings, slipping them down over my hips as they fall to his floor. The noise that flows over to me from his chest makes my stomach twist with want even more as I reach down and fold the stretchy fabric carefully placing them over my bag. I can feel his eyes on me as I bend, my backside in a sheer covering exposed to him. His breathing is quiet and it's almost as if I'm alone in the room if it wasn't for his eyes like hot daggers against my skin as I walk back to his bed, sitting on the edge of it.
I can smell his musk and sweet scent as his sheets waft around me when I sit on the soft mattress. I want to sink back into it and be engulfed by him but, I wait. I look back to him, almost as if I'm awaiting instructions as he continues his nightly routines.
I watch him move about his room, his domain. His hands go to his belt, moving so quickly as he pulls it swiftly from the loops of his pants and places it in its spot with his gear. Those beautiful hands start to unwrap the tape over his thick forearms and knuckles slowly, carefully so it doesn't tangle. He comes to fit at the end of his bed for the next part, moving to his knees to take off his pads and gear, slipping it from his long, strong legs. I want to crawl over to him and watch but, I settle for laying on my stomach to get a better look. He turns to look at me from over his shoulder, giving me a smile.
"Enjoying the show?" He asks.
"It's rather fascinating really." I shrug as he turns a little to better face me, continuing his routine.
"Really? How?" He asks in a chuckle. I smile, kicking my feet up as they swing behind me, back and forth.
"Well, you have a routine. You're so used to going through it and putting every little thing in it's place you're not even disturbed by the fact that I'm here. You're still going to go through you're routine." I shrug.
"I'm just taking off my gear." He says with a furrowed brow as you smile.
"Exactly. But, it's how you're doing it. It's so precise and accurate. Like, I'm assuming when Mikey takes off his gear he just throws it about his room, gets in bed and that's it. Probably the same with Raph. But you, you take time and care for each little item." I say with a shrug. "It's sweet."
"Me taking off my gear is sweet?" He asks, making sure that he's understanding what I'm saying, and it sounding like I'm crazy. I chuckle, sitting up and crawling to the edge of the bed where he sat putting my arms around his large shoulders, pressing my body against his shell.
"Yes." I say, kissing his beak. "Now, keep doing what you're doing. I was having fun watching." He chuckles, shaking his head as he goes back to taking off his knee pads and tabi.
It took several more minutes for him to complete his task until he was bare of his gear and left only in his pants I sat in the middle of his bed, on my knees as my eyes met his. His hands moved to the button of his pants, slowly unclasping them and letting the rough fabric fall to the floor. I let a slow breath in through my nose and out through my mouth as he stood before me his perfect body exposed. Beautiful strong, lean legs and large arms hanging at his side. His plastron, scarred and imperfect running down the middle of his chest until it was covered by the small fabric of his briefs. My eyes went back to his only noting the color of his briefs, black not wanting to venture too far as I swallowed down the saliva gathering in my mouth. He walked to me, slow and steady movements, and hunter finding his prey until he reached for the covers, pulling them back.
"Get in bed." His tone darker than is had been, nearly matching the first day we met him. He cleared his throat and took a slow breath, remembering what we agreed to earlier. Just sleeping. I nodded, slipping inside the cool covers. The soft churr that escaped his throat made my legs press together, trying to remind myself that I'm exhausted.
He slid in next to me, skin rough in texture but, almost comforting as I moved closer to him getting comfortable. The back of his hand slid along the top of my thigh under the covers, feeling my soft flesh as his body turned on his side, looking over at me. I smiled, placing my hand to his face and running it along the edge of his mask.
"This come off too?" I ask as he nodded. He reached behind him, his large arms bulging and flexing in his movement as you admired them, placing your hand over his beautiful bicep as he worked the knot free. He folded it neatly, placing it on top of his nightstand. He turned back to you for the first time see his naked face as you sighed softly with a smile. "So handsome." I cooed as he shook his head, leaning forward to kiss your mouth gently. "You never believe me?"
"Because it's a ridiculous notion." He says with a shrug.
"Why? Your brothers all have woman who believe they're handsome why can't you?"
"I just don't see myself that way…" He says as I shake my head now.
"That's the only way I see you. And kind, compassionate, loyal, loving…" His eyes look into mine, darkening in the glowing light of his room. His room… It's surreal to think about. I can't let my mind wander too much about the fact that Leonardo is lying beside me, that I am in his bedroom, in his bed, in their lair… His mouth pressing tightly to mine as his body presses me back against the mattress. I can't help the moan that leaves my lips as he presses his body over me enclosing me in his arms.
It starts slow, and lazy as my legs move along his. His hands searching the soft, naked flesh of my thighs up to my backside and back down again. His strong hands grip my hips, as his mouth opens slowly welcoming his soft tongue into my mouth as I roll myself into him. His churr incites a moan to escape from my mouth as he continues further, kissing deeper as my breathing became more ragged.
He pulls back in a sigh, his forehead pressing to mine as he shakes it. His blue eyes staring into mine as I open them slowly trying to let oxygen fill my brain again.
"We were just supposed to be sleeping." He breathed as I smiled.
"Oops." I shrugged as he chuckled, pushing himself off my body as he laid back on his side of the bed.
"It's late." He said with a sigh, rubbing his face in his hands. He reached over clicking off the light that was on his bedside table as the lights turned off around his room. "Goodnight Turtledove." He said softly, turning back to me as I situated myself comfortably against his mattress. I felt his arms pull me to his chest, as I hummed softly to being engulfed in his strength. His lips leaving a soft kiss on my cheek as I turned, kissing his mouth.
"Goodnight Leo." I said, covering my face from a yawn.
Knocking on the door was more annoying than Casey and Raph screaming at each other.
"Uggh… Shut up." I groaned, still feeling the heaviness of Leonardo's arms around my waist.
"It's Mikey." He sighed, his voice covered in sleep making my stomach strike with heat from the gruffness of it. "Go away Michelangelo!" He yelled over his shoulder at the door as Mikey walked into his room. "That's the opposite of what I just friggin' said." He grumbled, burying his face into my shoulder as I put the covers over my head.
"Um, you're late for training." Mikey said as Leo sighed.
"No shit Mikey." He sighed, rolling back from me and sitting up against the brick wall. "Is that it?" He asked as I snorted from under the covers.
"Is Mags in here with you?" He asked as Leo placed a hand over his face.
"Yes." He said plainly.
"Are you guys like… A thing?" He asked as I finally popped my head up.
"Mikey, can we help you with something?" I asked as he looked at me, and back at Leo.
"Uhh… No, I guess not…" He took stalk of the room and furrowed his brow. "Doesn't smell like sex in here?" He said as I gasp, grabbing my pillow and chucking it at him which he dodged easily.
"Out Mikey." Leo said as he chuckled, tossing the pillow back at me.
"Enjoy your morning wood Mags." He called as he shut the door behind him. I put my head in my hands, feeling my face heat in them as Leo snorted a laugh.
"I missed training. I'm the one that gets his ass up every day to train." He said shaking his head. He sighed, starting to pull the covers back as I grab his arm.
"Um, excuse me." I say as he looks at me with a confused expression.
"Yes?" He asks as I tug on him to pull him back down to the mattress. He doesn't budge.
"We're not done sleeping." I say as he smiles.
"I am, you my dear can go back to sleep and should. But, I am now up. So… I can't go back to bed." He sighed getting from the bed and grabbing his mask to start his daily routines.
"What if I tire you out?" I ask with a slow smile as he turns back to me, kissing my lips softly.
"With my stamina in the morning Turtledove, you wouldn't be able to handle me." He whispered softly, making my body shiver in want.
"Mmm… Maybe we should test my limits?" I ask, crawling over to his side on my knees. He smiles, leaning down to me as his lips barely touch mine, softly pressing against them as they open and close over my bottom lip. Humming to the feeling I lean my body up so he doesn't have to bend over me and wrap my arms around his strong shoulders.
"You should rest, you had a very late night." He said softly. "Plus, I do want to train with you later." He added.
"That's true, you're still my Sensei after all." I say with an innocent smile. His eyes darken. I watch as his chest rises and falls with a breath as a smile glides over my face to the reactions I can entice from him. It's delicious.
"I'm going to go take a shower…"
"A cold shower?" You ask as he shakes his head, trying to fight back a smile.
"You rest for a bit longer, I'll come check on you when I'm done. If you're still up we'll train, if not I'll wake you up in about two hours." He said as you smiled kissing his mouth softly.
"Thank you Sensei." You say softly as he leans back from you. You hear him mutter something in Japanese under his breath as you giggle, laying back against his bed.
It must have been two hours later because you were sprawled in the middle on his bed, sheets kicked off your body as you felt his hand at my lower back.
"Maggie." He said softly, his voice calling me back from sleep. I moaned softly, turning onto my back and noticing that he's in his complete gear and clothing. It felt like he had just went to the bathroom to take a shower? "Morning sleepy head." He said with a smile as my face heated, looking up at him.
"Morning. I guess I was more tired than I thought?" I say as I yawn, covering my mouth and letting my body stretch along his bed. "Your bed is very comfortable." I sigh, sitting up slowly and standing from his bed. He watches me, tilting his head as I stretch my arms over my head. My tank top lifting up showing off my stomach that is very rarely seen and my thick thighs and legs exposed. He hums, coming up to me as his hand glides over my exposed skin. I let my arms down, looking at his hand across my stomach as his other closes over my thigh cupping around the curve of my backside. My face and body flushes to his touch. My eyes meet his with a smile and I push my toes up to meet his lips.
"April has coffee on for you, so take your time getting ready. It's only nine so it's not different than you coming down here as you normally would." He said as I smile, looking over at him.
"It's a little different." Going over to my bag, I take out my workout clothes. "Where should I…?" I ask as he gets from his bed.
"I'll be in the Dojo, just meet me in there when you're ready." He said, coming over to me and kissing my cheek softly before leaving his room.
Dressed and ready for the day I chanced a look around the opened space of the living room and into the kitchen. Everyone seemed to be up and about and everyone seemed to be congregating in the kitchen, as though they were waiting for me. Go figure. With a huff I make a b-line to the coffee pot, I needed my damned coffee.
"Well, good morning." Casey said with a large smile as I sighed ignoring her and grabbing a cup and poured myself some beautifully aroma dark beans.
"Guess Leo left her speechless." Raph said as I shook my head turning towards the group.
"Are we all twelve?" I asked as Mikey clapped.
"Oh hey! She does speak!" He said as I rolled my eyes beginning to walk away from them as Mikey jumped up with a chuckle, grabbing my arm and pulling out a chair for me.
"Babe, c'mon we're kiddin'. Sit." He said as I did with a glare, taking another sip of my coffee. "So..." He said with a large smile. "How is he?" He asked, jokingly as I looked him in the face.
"You're asking how your older brother is in bed?" I asked as his face paled.
"I was kiddin'!" He said putting his hands up as I snorted a laugh.
"We didn't have sex Michelangelo."
"Yeah, if they did she wouldn't be walkin' like that." Casey added as Raph snorted a laugh.
"Alright, are we done now?"
"Are you a Leo a thing?" Casey asked as I rolled my eyes.
"Fuckin' Christ what does it matter? I am going to leave anyways and be crushed when I have to so, I'd really rather not put a label on it." I sighed with a large breath.
"She's right guys, give it a break." April said, coming up behind me from I'm assuming was the lab and putting her hands on my shoulders. I felt tears sting my eyes not wanting to think about leaving, leaving them, leaving Leo but, I knew soon rather than later it was going to happen.
"Don't you all have something better you could be doing rather than bugging Mags about her personal life?" Donnie asked as I looked over my shoulder as his tall frame behind me, next to April. Raph rolled his eyes, getting from the table. Mikey got up too but came over to me and gave me a warm, strong hug.
"We don't want you to leave either Mags." He said softly. "I'm gonna talk to Ree and see if there's anything she knows or... Ya know can do?" He says as I only nod, keeping my tears at bay. He pulls back, his large blue eyes matching that of his brothers, but lighter in color an almost turquoise. He kisses my cheek as he gets up and goes to his bedroom.
Casey only looks at me with a sad expression from across the table. "Ya know I love ya kid." She says as I nod, taking another slow breath as she rolls her eyes, turning away from me as a tear slides down her cheek.
"Don't. Don't fuckin' start because if you start I'm gonna fuckin' start." I scold her as she nods, getting from the table and giving me a short hug before following after Raph to his bedroom. "Fuckin hell." I breath, giving my face a hard rub as I finish off my coffee. "I need to go focus my mind on something else." I say getting from the table as April nods.
"I'm sure Leo is waiting in the Dojo." She said with a small smile.
"That will definitely keep you busy." Donnie joked as I rolled my eyes giving him a pat on his large shoulder.
Walking into the Dojo I took a calming breath of the freshly lit incense and throughout the room. Smiling, I stretched my arms above my head letting my limbs wake up as Leo walked ahead of me.
"We're gonna work on blocks and strikes today." He said walking up to a large wing chun that was set up in the middle of the Dojo. I smiled, wide. I had been waiting for this. I hurried up to him as he unscrewed the top half of the wooden dummy, shortening it to my height. "I was in here earlier going through your training. What I wanted you to learn." He said, taking the top half and setting it aside as I nodded. "You seem eager for this?" He says, a smile in his tone as my eyes meet his.
"When I saw this my first day here I was really excited about it." I say with a shrug. "I learned very little on it back home, some strikes but I was never able to get it going like Kevin could. It was really impressive watching him, I always hoped I could get that good at it."
"Well, we all need to start somewhere so stance." He said with a smile, stepping back from me and crossing his arms. "Good. Now, these two are your opponents hands, you need to hit them before they hit you. I'm going to move it, we'll start slow." He said as I nod, eyes focused on the two wooden dowels in front of me. "Blocks, so open palm or forearm. No fists or you're gonna break your hand." He added as I nodded again. "Begin."
He moved one side forward and I blocked it with my palm, then the other with my forearm. He went slow and soft, warming me up as I kept my stance planted and eyes focused. Soon, it became faster and the wood hitting my skin was harder leaving a sting after contact. I clenched my teeth through the pain, letting my arms and hands get used to the feeling. They needed to toughen up.
"Let's switch things up." He said as I met his eyes. "Kicks. Block with the outside of your leg. You use your shin and you're going to feel it." He said as I nodded. He squatted down beside me and the dummy, one long arm reaching up to the top half as another reached for the bottom. "Begin." He said, using the same ferocity as before not giving me time to adjust. It wasn't very long before I had to step back from a hiss in pain of catching a hit to the shin.
"Fuck..." I sat on one of the work benches as he knelt in front of me putting his hand over the sore spot.
"I was testing you, you know that right?" He asks as I nod. "Good. Don't get caught in your head or you're going to lose focus." He lifted my arm next noticing the welts forming as he sighed softly. "You put yourself through more than you need to. You don't know your own limits." He said softly, rubbing his thumb over a forming burse. "You've always been like this haven't you?" He ask as I shrugged. "Just always taking on more because you think it'll help others? Or because you don't want to be seen as weak?"
"Probably both." I say softly. His eyes meet mine as his hand reaches for my face.
"You're already one of the strongest woman I know." I smile, shaking my head. "It's true."
"Well, I'm not kunoichi or Police Officer but, I get by." I shrug as he shakes his head.
"It's nothing to do with title Mags. It's about your character. Who you are. You are a beautiful, strong woman." He says and now I can feel tears start to well in my eyes. I stand up from the workout bench and move away from him taking a slow breath.
"OK, can we get back to training? I know how awesome I am." I joke, attempting to change the subject as I feel his hands at my hips turning me slowly back to look at him. His hands aren't forcing or demanding just beckoning me to move for him and when I don't he moves himself to me. I sigh, wiping the tears from my cheeks as his finger lifts my chin to meet his face as he stands in front of me.
"I really wish you'd stop questioning your self-worth, especially when it means so much." His voice soft like his touch along my skin as I melt my body forward into him.
"Says the man that doesn't believe he's handsome." I counter as he furrows his brow. A slow smile goes over his face as his mouth presses against mine.
"Well, you've got me there Turtledove. Just please promise me that you will stop over doing it." He says, taking my arm. "This is not going to do anything but push your training back in the long run. When you are hurt we stop. When you need a break we take one. There is not shame in that."
"Yes Sensei." I say softly, looking up at him from under my lashes as a low churr leaves his chest.
"Back to the wing chung." He demanded as I smile, turning from him as I make my way over to the wooden dummy. "Since your forearms are in the current state they're in, use the heel of your palm. We can build up your tolerance but, it takes time." He said taking his position back behind the dummy. "Begin."
We continued our training for another two hours and being pounded by wood left me incredible sore. Insert dirty comment here.
"You did very good Mags." He commented as we left the Dojo, holding the door open for me as I grimaced through a smile. He chuckled a little. "I'm going to draw you a bath." He said, kissing the side of my head as I furrowed brow, watching him leave the Dojo.
What?!
"I'm sorry, what?" I ask as I follow him out of the alcove as he continues his venture to his bedroom.
"A bath will help your sore joints and also I'm sure you'd want to take one after working out?" He asked as he opened his bedroom door. It was just as I had left it this morning, he hadn't remade the bed. I was almost proud of him. "Grab your things, I'll show you to the bathroom.
"I know where it is..." I say, remembering only two nights ago when he found me in there and that kiss we shared... I felt my stomach ignite in fire to the thought as his eyes darkened on mine almost as though he could feel the flames too.
"But, you're unaware as to how to draw a bath for yourself. I'll show you. Grab your things." He commands again as I nod, going to my bag and taking out a comfortable outfit and some toiletries. He smiles when I had all my things and nodded his head for me to follow him.
Entering the large space of the bathroom, I place my things on the beside of the large tub as he leaned over it turning on the various knobs.
"Donnie and Raph actually put this together." He said as water started filling the large vessel. I only nodded, feeling my nerves start to get the better of me. His face breaks into a smile, sensing my nerves and adjusting the water to a comfortable temperature. He walks over to me placing his damp, warm hands on my arms. "So quiet all of a sudden Turtledove?"
"Are you joining me?" I ask, taking a slow breath as his eyes darken.
"No." He answers definitively as a slow breath leaves his chest. "You are making keeping my resolve in check very hard." He said, almost as a scold as I let my eyes fall to the floor.
"You've been doing that to me since I laid eyes on you." I said softly as his finger lifted my chin.
"You don't think it's the same for me?" He asks as I shrug. He sighs shaking his head. "Ridiculous." He nearly scoffs. "You don't understand how intoxicating you are to me do you?"
"Neither do you." I say raising a brow in challenge. He smirks placing his hand over my cheek, his fingers reaching around the curve of my neck pulling me up to him. His lips pressing tight to mine as I open my mouth. I take my chance to shove my tongue into his sweet, warm mouth this time. Bravery and lusty want getting the better of me as my sanity slowly slips if I don't get the release I need soon. Too many nights I've went to bed with images of him hovering over me, churring and moaning as his thick member I've felt through too many layers of clothing thrusted into me. The feeling of his body taking mine and making me his. I was no longer just craving it, I needed it. His resolve can go fuck itself.
The churr I incited from him as my tongue circled round his thick tongue was stronger than I've ever heard or felt it before. His hand laying dormant at his side came to life, pulling me tighter to him, my body flush to his. I wrap my arms around his shoulders pulling myself even closer, my feet barely touching the floor.
We're fighting for dominance and he's winning.
I jump up, wrapping my legs around his waist squeezing my inner thighs tight together to make sure I don't move. His hands cup the curve of my ass, his fingers digging into my flesh through my leggings as he pulls me in tighter to him. His tongue sliding, and rolling in beautiful tangent circles making my head dizzy.
I feel my backside touch cool tile as his hands lift the fabric of my shirt, pulling it up and over my head. Our lips part and come back together as he tosses my sweaty garment to the side of the room.
This thick fingers slide into my leggings, hooking at my waist and tugging down harshly until their down at my ankles. He throws them over his shoulder, not leaving my lips as my skin is now exposed to the hot humid air of the bathroom being created by us and the water pouring into the tub.
He's not leaving me like this, not again.
"Take off your clothes." I tell him as another churr vibrates against my sports bra. "It'll be easier for me to get used to you in the water anyways." I say with an arched brow pulling back and looking at him. I place my hands to the sides of his face. "The water will help with my sore muscles, and relax everything." I say slowly. I watch as his eyes dilate before mine, darkening in the center and expanding throughout his electric blue. A shiver crawls down my spine despite the heat in the room.
"You're right..." He says, his voice sounding like I've never heard it. Gruff and dark making heat strike from my belly down between my legs straight to my core. His hands start to remove his clothing. Fingers at his belt as he lets his pants fall to the floor, his gear falling away with it. He's not delicate with it this time. He slides his katana from his shell, placing them gently over his clothing and walks to the door, locking it with a flick of his fingers.
The sound echoing in the room like a deafening solidification to the event about to take place.
"My clothes are off." He said turning back to me.
"Not all your clothes…" I correct, looking down at his pesky briefs still sitting around his beautiful hips. His hardened member pushing to get free from them as he comes back to me.
"You're wearing too much." He says, ignoring my comment. "Strip." He commands simply as my eyes meet his. His face is straight, serious and needing to be in charge of this situation and I was itching to fight him on it. I smile, feeling my body tingle to his eyes watching me. This very scenario playing out in my head many times before and I was going to take my Goddamned time. I lifted the sports bra from my head and tossing it with my other clothes. I put my fingers in the strings of my panties, slowly tugging them down as he took a step towards me with each inch they went down my legs. His eyes looked me over, my whole body naked and exposed before him as the churr that vibrated through his chest, I could feel it in my bones. "Get in the water." He commanded again, his eyes never leaving mine as I turned from him, putting my foot into hot water. It felt amazing over my skin, lapping at it with a slight sting but just enough to relax.
I felt his large hand grasp my arm and I stopped, nervous I did something wrong as I looked over my shoulder at him. His eyes fixated on my lower back. On my tattoo...
"Oh... " He knelt behind me, his hand cupping around my hip, pulling me closer to him. His finger outlining the tree that started at the center of my back, down the trunk to the base. I felt his thumb rub softly against the curve of my back, just where my back and buttocks met, where a special part of my tattoo was. "I didn't tell you I had a tattoo…" I said softly as he said nothing. "The tree represents my mom." I continued, my voice a little horse as I explained that large cherry blossom tree expanding the curve of my back. "She loved them and always found them peaceful. I was just going to do a branch but, the artist that I went to drew this and I loved it… And she deserves her own tree… The um, turtles, they were added later." I say as his fingers glide over the four small turtles at the base of the tree. Their shells covered in their colors and weaponry, Orange, Purple, Red and the closest to the truck of the tree Blue with two twin Katana leaned up against it.
"You have my family and their colors tattooed on you." He said slowly, carefully as if to make sure he was saying it correctly, as if what he was looking at wasn't real.
"I do…" I say softly, looking over my shoulder to see if I can catch a glimpse of his face.
"I'm the closest to the tree…?" He asks as I nod.
"You are."
"Why?"
"Because you're the leader. You're the protector. You're there to take care of the tree with your brothers so no one harms it." I shrug. "At least that's how I see it in my head." I feel his lips touch softly against my back as my eyes slid close.
"Get in the water." He says again, his commanding tone softening as I nod stepping further into the water as he follows. I don't yet turn to him but, I hear him follow after me as the water rises to both of our bodies emerging in it.
I take a slow breath feeling the heat of the water gently burning my flesh, letting my body get used to it. I feel his hands go to my shoulders, moving slowly down my arms as his body presses against my back. I can feel him, all of him and heat is striking throughout my entire being. Another shuttered breath leaves my body as his hands glide slowly over my biceps down to my forearms. His mouth replaces his hands and my breaths were replaced with sighs passing through my lips.
I never knew it could feel like this…
I leaned back into him, his plastron hard and unmoving against my shoulder blades as my backside molded perfectly to his lap. His mouth moved to my neck, kissing and sucking on it softly as I closed my eyes. I felt him guide me back, wrapping a large arm around my stomach and pulling me gently through the water as we sat on a tiled bench, my chest still submerged in the water. His impressive erection sandwiched in between my lower back and his plastron as I sat on his lap but, I wanted to feel more of it.
His hand on my stomach moved lower, guiding my legs open as I moaned softly to his finger entered me slowly. I felt his chest raise and fall against my back as he felt the tightness surrounding his finger, getting a feel of me before pressing forward. He hummed to the feeling, his teeth sliding over my flesh of my neck as his thumb circled my clit.
"Water was a good idea Turtledove." He mused in my ear. "You are very tight." His breathing shuttering as he moved his finger slowly in and out of me as I bucked my hips into his hand.
"Uhh, Leo…" I moaned, turning my face to his as his lips met mine in a kiss. Not like our normal kisses, softly and slow, thought out and precise. This was sloppy and wet as our tongue dragged across each other, my hand gripping the back of his head, pulling him closer to me as his thumb rubbed faster circles around over clit. "Fuck…Yes…" I breathed, bucking into him as he smiled over my mouth.
"Going to cum already Turtledove?" He asked as I nodded. The built up nights and sexual frustrations of having him, wanting him and now, finally having him made this quick. "Then cum." He demanded as I did, clenching around his finger as his thumb continued to circle my throbbing bud.
"Uh, fuck… Yes Leo, yes, yes…" I breathed, coming harder than I think I ever had. Feeling my insides tingle and flesh heat over, even inside the warm water. I feel like I could make it boil.
"That was absolutely stunning to watch." He said, his hands moving up my body and running along my breasts as I moan softly, my body sensitive to his every touch.
"Do I get to watch you come undone too?" I ask, as he smirks.
"I need to be inside you Maggie, I can't wait much longer." He says, placing his face into my neck. The sound of my name coming from his hurried voice makes a moan escape my lips. "Turn around." Placing his hands on my hips he turns me, putting my legs on either side of his large lap. I finally see his beautiful cock and I can't help but lick my lips at the sight of it. Perfect bulbous head, slightly pinked at the tip with a long beautiful shaft taking the same green complexation as his skin. Large wasn't a correct adjective but, my body bucked at the sight of it, my hips grinding on his lap as I bit my lip looking down on him. He needed to be inside me, and I needed him fuckin' in me. "Come here." He said as my body went willingly to him. "I'm going to go slow, tell me if anything…" He starts as I nod.
"You won't hurt me Leo." I say as he nods with a small smile as he lowers me onto him. A slight sting and burn as his head breaches between my folds, sliding into my more but, the water helps with the pressure. His eyes close as his breathing picks up and the pressure of his fingertips around my waist increases. He's trying so hard to keep myself from pulling me down on top of him fully, inching my slowly onto his full length. The burning sensation is taken over by pleasure as I slide down on his magnificent size, taking him completely inside of me as I feel my thighs meet his. I gasp at the feeling of him in me, completely. I've never felt so full before, hitting places I didn't know existed.
"Fuck…" He groans softly his mouth latching onto my neck. "So tight, so good…" I lift myself up slowly as a breath leaves his mouth as his eyes open to mine. "Adjust first." He said softly. I lean my mouth over his feeling the heat building faster inside of me as the pain dissipates to nothing, extinguished by my need for him.
"If you don't start moving in me soon, I'm going to fuck you myself." I say, giving his bottom lip a nip as his mouth opens slowly.
"Oh, Turtledove… You shouldn't have said that…" He sighed, pressing his mouth to him fully as his tongue slid unforgiving against mine. His hands clenched tighter into my hips as he trusted his up from the bench into me. I gasped, almost in shock and pleasure to the new feeling. The tip of his cock hitting the soft tissue of my gspot over and over as my head went back in a moan.
"Oh, fuck…" I moaned, biting my lip. Attempting to keep my cries down as the sound of the splashing was enough to echo in the large space. I could only image what my screams would sound like. It was hard however, keeping them behind clasped teeth as his strengthened legs pushed his hips harder up into me, bouncing me on his lap and beautiful cock. "Fuck, yes Leo…" I moaned as I put my hands over my mouth as he chuckled darkly watching me. One hand escaped my hips and clasped over my breast, feeling the movement of them in his large hand as they moved and bounced before him.
"Absolutely stunning Dove." He moaned. His strong fingers circling my nipples and giving them a pinch as I mewled to the pain and pleasure igniting across my skin.
Waves in the tub start to splash onto the floor as his hips quicken, thrusting up harder into me. My hand is over my mouth, biting down hard on my sore palm as I tried to keep from screaming his name.
"Fuck, Leo, yes, yes just like that, yes." I say over and over again as he grunts, snapping his hips harder and faster into me.
"God Damnit Maggie…" He moans. He encircles his large arms around me, standing up in the large tub and placing me in the edge. My back hits to icy tile, out of the water and I barely notice to the pleasure surging through my entire being. His hand grabs my thigh hitching it higher under his arm and I feel him slide even further inside me, if that was even possible. The tip of his head hitting that spot over and over with each thrust, I start to see stars behind my eyes as I moan, nearly screaming as it echoes in the large cemented space. His free hand clasps over my mouth as his hips continue to piston into me.
The hand on my leg goes between them and plays at my folds, finding my sensitive bud circling it slowly as his hips move faster in pace.
"Fuckin Christ Leo… Yes." I moan, holding onto his hand that was over my face for leverage as his grunters are coming faster, as his hips are moving in more jagged movements.
"I'm gonna cum. Cum with me." He orders as I nod, feeling him hit that perfect spot and pressing my clit in time with his thrust. I come undone again around him, my walls flutter around him clenching and unclenching his perfect length as he leans over me, pressing his mouth to mine. He pulls out of me and I can feel the hot spurts of his cum on my stomach as he moans low and deep against my mouth.
I breath heavily, my back arched over the side of the tub as he leans over me, his mouth kissing along my chest as he catches his breath. He pulls me slowly back into the warm water, into his embrace as I put my arms around his shoulders. My mouth meets his, our tongue lazily dancing together as we kiss. I hum in content to him, the sweet soreness between my legs and strength around my body of his arms. I'm in absolute heaven and never want to leave.
"It's scary to think that only after a few days..." He started, but his words fell short.
"I know." I said, understanding. We couldn't say what we wanted to. Not yet. Not with everything that was looming over us and then me having to just turn around and say goodbye. I pressed myself closer to him, feeling my emotions getting the better of me as I forced them back down. "I want to focus on this. You, and these moments." My voice is weak even to my own ears.
"There will be more of these moments Turtledove. I can promise you that." His face buries itself into my neck, kissing along my skin as I giggle to the feeling. I pull away from him with a smile, leaning over the tub and grabbing my bag of shampoo and soap. I can feel his eyes on me as I need to lean half of my naked body out of the tub to grab my bag to tug it closer. Putting shampoo on and soap readily available I glare over my shoulder at him.
"Enjoying the show?" I ask as he smiles sitting back on the tilted bench, his long arms stretched over the side of the tub.
"I just had a beautiful view, yes." He says his tone matter of fact as I smirk. "May I?" He asks as I start to take down my hair. I turn to him and nod, handing him the shampoo as he takes it.
My hair is already wet from our activities so his fingers are able to work a lather quickly. I close my eyes feeling his skilled fingers message my scalp. I could easily orgasm again from this alone. His large digits working against my scalp, the warm water surrounding me and my body being held up by his. Again Heaven.
Is this a coma dream? No, my subconscious is not this nice to me.
"Is that good?" He asked as I nodded, no words being able to function correctly at the moment as I dunked my head back in the water rising out the suds. He watches as I arch my back and neck back into the water letting the suds clear from my hair.
"I have to condition it." I say almost shyly as he watches me so intensely. He nods, as I smiled putting the cream conditioner in my hands and running it through my strands. "See it's a lot softer now." I smile, letting him run his finger tips through my conditioned hair. I put it wrap it up in a tight bun, holding it in place with a clip and grab my body wash with a sponge. He holds his hand out again as I smirk.
"May I?" He asks again as I nod, putting some wash on the sponge and handing it to him and turning my body to his.
"Smells like something sweet? What is that?" He asked softly as I smiled feeling him place the sponge at the nape of my neck and work down my back. I close my eyes to the feeling of his strong hands working the lather into my skin with the sponge and calming scent filling the space.
"It's hibiscus and coconut." I say, looking over my shoulder at him. "I've always had trouble with scents and this one wasn't too strong that it was overbearing. It was soft enough that I could enjoy it and still feel, I don't know pretty?" I said with a shrug as he hummed.
"This is what I smelt when I first saw you." He breathed, his face at my ear as I felt a shiver up my spine despite the warm water. "Beside your beauty this was the second most intoxicating thing about you. I couldn't get this smell out of my head." He sighed, bringing the sponge down the front of my body as I sighed, leaning back into him. "It suits you." He said, kissing my neck as his hand moved down between my legs as I sighed feeling the sponge softly glide over my folds as he moved to my back. "Anything else?" He asks ringing out the sponge as I smirked.
"I just need to rinse out the conditioner." I shrug as he nods.
"You do that. I'll meet you back in my bedroom." Kissing my mouth softly, he climbs easily from the tub as I take in his naked form. I lick my lips slowly as he dries himself off, and I can feel my stomach twisting in heat all over again. His eyes meet mine in a slow smile as he wraps the towel around his waist. I pout as he comes back over to me, kissing my lips softly. "Finish up, your pruning." He chuckles as I stick my tongue out at him.
I rinse and dress as quickly as I can, leaving the bathroom and nearly slipping on the way out as I attempt to hurry back to a hopefully still very naked Leonardo.
"Well, well, well... There you are." Mikey said jumping over the back of the couch and almost stepping in my way. "Doesn't take two hours to shower?" He says his arms crossing over his chest as I sigh, shaking my head.
"No, but it takes two hours to fuck your brother. Please excuse me." I say, ducking past him as Casey laughs out from the kitchen.
"Hell yeah get it bitch!" She yells at me as I snort a laugh, making my way down to his bedroom. I almost feel like I should knock but, why? I open the door slowly and walk inside, shutting the door behind me as I go in.
Oh, Holy Mother of God…
He's lying on his bed, a sheet covering his waist and a book in his hand.
"Took you long enough." He scolded as I breathed, dropping my bag to the floor. "Come here." He said as I did as I was told, walking to him and climbing over his large lap. "Remember earlier, you wanted to test my stamina?" He questioned as I felt wetness pooled between my thighs. Fuck…
"Yes." I barely managed as he grabbed me, flipping me on his mattress. I could feel his already hardened length against me stomach as his mouth dragged over my neck.
"That was another mistake Turtledove." He warned as I let out a shuttered breath. He slowly lifted himself off me and from the bed, going to his door and locking it. "We don't need any interruptions." He smiled, going back to me and pulling my shorts easily from my body. He took a breath of me and hummed, his face inches from my core. "So sweet." His mouth opened against my thigh, his tongue slowly dragging along my skin as I moaned atop his bedding. "You can be a little louder down here." He said with a smile, his blue sapphires trapping me in their gaze. "Splinter's room is sound proof and those guys with the TV on won't hear anything." He purred, licking up the apex of my thigh as I moaned feeling his warm breath closer to my folds. "Mmm… Smell so good Turtledove. I wanted this for so long…" He said looking over my pussy as if it was a piece of art work. His mouth pressed a soft kiss to the hood, then my folds before his tongue spread them open slowly. My head laid back moaning to the sensation of his long appendage, warm and wet spreading my lips. His fingers opened them for him and I bent my legs giving him better access. "Mmm, good girl." He praised as his mouth closed over my clit sucking softly.
I arched from the bed, my pussy pressing closer to his face as he welcomed it, lapping his tongue around my hole slowly. Circling it and slowly pressing it in as his hands cupped under my ass, bring me closer to him as he fucked me with his tongue.
"Ugh… Leo…" I moaned feeling him fill me in another, completely different way, his tongue licking upwards and flicking my clit. He repeated this cycle, slowly and mind numbingly bringing me so close to my peak and pulling back that I felt like I was going to scream. Finally, his hand joined between my slick legs as it entered my pussy, sliding in and out and started a quick rhythm. His tongue then quickly started sucking and flicking against my clit. My breathing ragged I felt my release coming quick as I pushed myself against his face, clenching around him, my thighs closing around his head as I trashed, grabbing his pillow and screaming his name into it over and over again until I came down from my high. My body tingling, feeling like I was floating as his mouth left soft kisses along my skin as he crawled his way back to me. My eyes opened to his, a proud smile over his beautiful face as I pulled him down to me. My mouth clasping over his, tasting my own musk in his mouth as he moaned to my tongue meeting his.
"My turn." I said with a smile as he laid back on his bed.
"Turtledove, you don't…"
"Shut up." I said as he smiled, almost letting out a small chuckle as I crawled over him. I licked my lips looking at his beautiful cock. "Fuck…" I breath, letting my hand glide over it, watching the iridescent bead of precum drip onto his head. "So beautiful…" I slide down over his legs, kissing my way over them. His beautiful muscles, feeling them flex and roll under his emerald skin. "Next time, I wanna see if I can make myself cum on your thigh." I say, looking up at him as he furrows his brow. "You have really sexy legs." I shrug as he smiles.
"It's going to be hard getting used to hearing that…" He says, putting his arms behind his head. Fuck, even that was fuckin' sexy… I licked my lips watching him as he looked down at me, lust hazed in my eyes. There was no need to hid it now. I fuckin' wanted him, all the Goddamn time.
Fuck, I wasn't going to be able to get anything done. Bishop who?
Shit…
Whatever, I have a beautiful cock to suck. I smile to myself, looking down at said cock and lick the bead of precum from his head. His eyes close slowly. That's right baby, enjoy yourself. I lick slowly down his long shaft, taking in every inch of him. The color and texture, the thickness, his girth, his taste, musk. I hum to everything as I take him in my mouth, slowly guiding him as far down my throat as I can take him. He grunts, his hands clenching the bedsheets at his sides as I wrap my hand around what I can't fit. My other hand slides down further between his legs, feeling his balls and the soft tissues of his tail. His body jumps slightly and his eyes open wide, looking at me. I only continue letting my pinky finger trail along the length of his trail as he churrs low and deep in his chest, his hands gripping harder into the sheets.
"Fuck Maggie…" He says, his breathing becoming heavier as I start to bob my head on him, messaging his tightening balls in my hand as two fingers now slowly press into his tail, sliding slowly back and forth over it. His grunts are more animalistic than in the tub. This it going to hit him a lot harder. I want to smile but, my jaw hurts way too much. "I'm gonna cum." His voice his strained but, deep as I hear the cloth in his fists tear as my cheeks hallow out and head bobs faster along his length. "Fuck…" He breaths, his head back against the wall as I feel his cum shooting down my throat. I give a few pumps, feeling more streams shoot before pulling back completely, licking everything away.
I'm barely completely pulled back before I'm pinned beneath him.
"How'd you know about my tail?" His breathing still ragged from his orgasm as I smiled. He seemed angry but, I knew it was more confusion than anything.
"They're sensitive right?"
"Yes."
"Basic turtle anatomy." I shrugged as his breathing started to settle. "Same way you know my clit is sensitive, I know your tail would be."
"No one's ever done that before." He said as I smile.
"Well, I'm sure no one's ever asked to fuck your legs before either. So, you're welcome." I shrug as he presses his forehead down to mine with a laugh.
"That's very true Turtledove."
"So, protein bar and go for round three?" I chuckle as he lifts his head with a devilish smile.
"Don't tempt me Dove." He growled, kissing my neck as I chuckled.