Hello this is my first thing ever and it is not suitable for children AT ALL!! Only for the Maturest of readers this RaphMona one shot contains profanity, violence, and sexual intercousre. This RaphMona one shot is set in TMNT 2k12 about some years after Mona joins the Turtles on Earth and after they return from Feudal Japan AU but before the mystery mutagen bomb. I was especially inspired after reading some really great RaphMona however none had the steam I knew could be so behold and prepare yourselves for… the STEAM!

New York

Midnight

July 2020

That scent

Rapheal could recognize it anywhere.To anyone else it was just a damp smell, like the air right before it rains. But to him it was sweet and creamy, almost intoxicating. He bounded the rooftops following it, musing to himself that he could track her by her scent alone across this whole city. Thinking about it drove him a bit crazy but he was so familiar with it by now. He watched his brothers deal with girls before, the things they would do just for some girl were so stupid and reckless. He couldn't stand it, and he watched them, seemingly dragged around by an imaginary collar and chain for scraps of affection. Sadorable. At the same time here he is, an animal returning to his mate, instinctively. It wasn't any less exciting to him, he only scoffed in disbelief

When did I get to be such a schmuck?

Being married could be the reason, considering Mikey was currently putting the finishing touches on a surprise one year anniversary party. Raph thought that if he went back in time one year and told himself not only would you be planning a surprise party, but also that you agreed with Mikey's idea to have one at all, I'd be burying myself laughing. Still she was worth the trouble and the color coordination meetings with Mikey. Her scent grew stronger so he picked up his pace, caught up in the anticipation. He could not deny that his longing and desire for her, even from the day they first met, had made an everlasting impression on his body. At last he reached the source. Looking at this rooftop he thought how ritzy, a garden lounge on a deck, gazebo, and a large lit pool spanned the entire area of the roof. Just barely visible behind a lattice fence covered in jasmine he caught a glint off her spiked tail.

Mona Lisa.

Raph slowly made his way around the gazebo but stopped in the shadows. His breath failed in reverie and his heart beat against his chest trying to keep up with Raph's rushing blood. She was kneeling on the deck, her large golden eyes fixated on the city before her. Her face illuminated by the lights below but the rest of her body seemed to shimmer blue and silver from her salimadrian skin. She wasn't wearing all of her armor tonight, she hadn't needed to for some time, the dangers were scarce but the heat of the city was on. She wore a bodysuit and her arm blasters so that the air could reach her skin. She had several suits, but this one was her favorite for the heat. It stopped just above her knees and had openings for her hips so she could feel the cooling sensation there whenever a breeze did grace her. There were similar openings for her shoulders and her chest that all together made the heat comforting.

Just looking at her has always done things to Raphael, but how she looked right now was especially powerful. He was holding his breath before he even realized it and his tail was tightening despite his best efforts to remain cool. He had battled thugs, ninja, robots, ninja robots, monsters, and giant alien bugs. He could move in and out of the shadows without a trace and scale buildings without a sound. He saved the world. But looking at her now he felt like the world was being attacked again, and that he had to protect her, and love her while he still had a chance. So many times in the past they had to sacrifice a chance for things like duty, pain, even betrayal. Raph knew that if he wanted to love her he was going to have to take every opportunity that he could get, even if it meant by force. Not that he could force her, she was fully capable of taking his arm, lifting his whole ninjaself over her back, and throwing him to the floor as he has learned from their bouts in the dojo. Instead, if she was in danger and if there was even the slightest chance he could get to her, he would. He was not sure how he would end up afterwards but he would get to her. He had to…

"Raphael…is that you?"Mona called out without averting her gaze. Raph snapped out of his reverie and emerged from the shadows.

"How'd ya know it was me?"

"By your scent." Mona turned to face him smiling, golden eyes hooded and satisfied by the sight of her mate glistening with sweat in the summer night."I knew the moment you stepped on the roof."

Heat rose to Raphs cheeks. He started to turn a rosier shade of green, thinking that's exactly how I found you.

"W-well do I smell that bad?" He coughed out feeling the heat on his cheeks surpass that of the night air. Mona amused by his nervous reaction, gave the cutest of giggless, then smiled wider as she rose from her kneeling stance.

She said 'a matter of factly', "No you do not and to be completely honest it has never been "bad" as you say." She turned back to the city, as she too was feeling heat and color come over her cheeks. Avoiding his green eyes, blazing with ferocity while also filled with such tenderness.

She admitted out loud despite her embarrassment,"I always liked your scent."

She turned back to face him, not meaning to avoid his eyes, but the emotions seemed more than she could handle at that moment. But she could only manage a soft gasp as Raphael now stood directly in front of her, smirking, emerald eyes smoldering. She heard nothing as he was only just a moment ago several feet away from her, next to a gazebo. So stealthy she thought.

His training amazed her, movement without sound, melting through the dark undetected, deadly accuracy (at least if you were Leo that was a guarantee). Raph had loved seeing her from afar but preferred enjoying her up close. Her golden eyes widening was his favorite part and now she was close enough to hold.

Mona exhaled with a weak chuckle, "You are exceptionally good at that."

Raph giggled, still staring up at Mona, now seemingly an inch away from her, "I must be if I got you."

She could feel his hands start to smooth over her waist and hips, pulling her ever so gently closer to eliminate the remaining inch. Mona's claws went gliding up Raph's pasteron to his shoulders. Her touch was like electricity shooting from the top of his head to the tips of his six toes. As she reached his shoulders she moved one hand to the back of his neck, then to his head to caress him. One clawed hand stayed on his shell scratching hungrily as their lips magnetically came to meet one another. Raph inhaled her scent, now that she was so close her essence weighed heavy on the air and the true intoxication began. His hands began to roam, his fingertips trace down the small of her back to the base of her tail, coaxing small soft whimpers through their kiss. Mona licks Raph's bottom lip, begging his mouth, and Raph, taking the bait, plunges his tongue deliciously in. This time a soft groan escaped from Raph as Mona's one hand drew his face in and the other clawed harder at his shell. Her leg moved in-between his, grinding the base of his own tail. He reached up to hold her face, deepening their kiss, his other hand firmly massaging her waist, fingertips rubbing her tail's hilt. Raph could feel her beginning to moan again in his mouth, stronger this time, when suddenly glass shattered from the street below followed by a man's desperate plea,

"Please Stop!"

Their eyes both opened and heads whipped in the direction of the shatter. Without a second thought they repositioned themselves at the edge of the building, crouching, looking down at the street below. Raph scowled as he eyed four men surrounding a hot dog vender's cart, two of them held back a middle aged man who was holding a pained expression on his face, as the other two ruffians were working the cart to pieces.

New York, what a town, can't even get a second.

He could just call it in and get back to his evening, spending time with his wife on their one year wedding anniversary, but he saw the swelling and blood already seeping from the old man's face.

That won't fly, not in my town.

Raph motioned to Mona with his hands to move to the other side of the street, she nodded and they made their way over swiftly and silently. As they did, Raph picked up on the conversation being held at the hotdog cart.

"We're gonna make your cart nice and pretty Perri so you remember to pay us on time next month" said a man squirting mustard and ketchup all over the cart.

Tossing the bottles aside, the man took a huge jar of pickles and began to munch on one and laughed as he threw the remaining pickles at Perri. The other two men holding Perri roared in laughter while the last of them was prying open a metal panel on the cart with a screwdriver.

Perri putters through a swollen lip, "P-please I promise if you let me go I-I'll open everything up- you can take everything, I'll even make you some dogs to go, just p-please y-you're gonna ruin the cart it's all I got guys"

"Well you should have thought about that before forgetting to pay your dues properly" said the one still munching on a pickle

"Well between you guys, and the purple dragons I get the dates mixe-"

"Would you stop giving me excuses! Especially about those pathetic purple pussies, I ain't seen one of them in months! Guts! Russo! Shut this clown up will ya, we're trying to work here"

A couple of swift punches to the stomach and Perri went limp in their arms. The munching man throws the butt end of the pickel he was eating at a now unconscious Perri, calling out

"Alright Fender how are we doin' on that panel?"

But there was no reply,

"Fender!"

The man whipped around the cart and saw the screwdriver there on the ground next to the cart but no Fender prying the cart open. He looked up at Guts and Russo, but both of them shook their heads, shrugging as they dropped Perri to the ground. Fender didn't say a word, where he was going, and no one saw him even get up.The pickle man stared down the street trying to see if he could spot Fender.

"Fender!" His hands cupped around is mouth but still no response and no sight of him on the block.

"What the hell is he playin' at ditching us in the middle of something, huh guys?"

He blinked in shock when he saw he was talking to no one, not Guts or Russo, the only one there was Perri still out cold on the side of the street. The lamp above him was out and the alley behind had strengthened the darkness. He squinted around still searching but now with more desperation

"Gus! Russo! Where the fuck did you guys go?"

Terror twinged in the man's voice as he whipped around for signs of life but still there was no reply. He was ready to bolt when a loud crash coming from the alley behind him made him yelp.

"G-guts! Russo?! W-what the fuck you guys doing in there? Is Fender in there with ya?"

He pulled his phone out, dropped it, and picked it up, cursing and fumbling to turn the flashlight on. The trembling pickle man ventured into the swallowing darkness of the alley. The scent of rotten hot garbage begain to fill the night air. There was no other sound now other than the man's own steps through the rubbish.

"Guys! Where are you?! This is fucked up! Its only July, its too early for any spooky bullshit EEAA!"

A feeling like a limb on his ankle made him kick away. Focusing the light to the ground, he recognized Guts, Russo, and Fender gagged and bound like calves on a pile of garbage bags.

"What the fuck happened to you guys?! One minute you're there the next yo-"

The earth shook from Raph's sudden impact behind the pickle man. The way the ground moved made the man loose all his strength, especially his grip as the phone hit the ground, flashlight facedown. His comrades all tried to scream at him through their gags but all it did was make everything all the more terrifying. The man reached for the phone but he heard something metal whistle past him. The phone suddenly jumped before him with a spectacular display of sparks. The man still picked up the phone and it completely died in his hands with something sharp and steel impaling it. A spark flew out towards his face from the screen, scaring him and the phone was thrown to the ground.

The man pulled out a switchblade from his belt, flicked it out, and began thrusting and striking in the dark, his breath ragged in his throat, as he called out to the darkness, "Where are you?! Huh?! Where are you mother-"

Something coiled his ankles tightly together, sweeping his body to the ground. His head hit the alley's ground hard causing his grip to fail the blade as the tightening around his ankles was hoisting him up in air. Half way up the building pleas were pouring out of him, he babbled in terror. He was hanging upside down, going higher into the air, and hitting someone's armored back with his bloodied head. They reached the roof and the glow of the city skyline shone upside down before him. The man's internal organs cramped violently at the sight of just one massive hand holding the rope around his ankles. Whoever it was behind him holding the rope in place was strong enough to hold a grown man's full weight with one arm. Raphael spoke softly making the pickle man go silent, taking in every word, like it could be his last.

"I saw what you did with all your little pals. You think ya gotit all figured out in my town. On my streets. But no, and now I gotta teach you all a lesson. I gatta teach you all that no matter where you go in my town, even if you think you're alone, I am there watching your every move. Day or night."

Something began to drip from the silent hung pickle man as he panted and wheezed. Raph thought at first it was tears but then realized with a whiff the poor guy relieved himself out of fear.

Raph scoffed, "Alright, we're almost done, don't you worry but first we gotta make you nice and pretty so you remember for next time."

Upon hearing his own words, the pickle man quaked with terror.

He stared begging again, "W-wait Pleas-"

Raph hit just the right spot on the pickling man's head and he was knocked out. Raph descended the fire escape to add him to his collection of tied up goons, and he threw the pickled man on top of them.

He growled, "And if I ever catch any of you in my town pulling this shit again, I won't go easy on ya. I'll take my time doin' it and when I'm done I'll feed ya to my wife."

A loud heart wrenching snarl and hiss came from directly above them on a fire escape. A shadowy shape could be made out from the contrasting darkness, a huge creature hanging off the fire escape with monstrous glowing golden eyes. The scream of police sirens and an ambulance were within earshot bringing the fun to a close.

"Well", Raph sighed, "They're here to pick up the garbage. I better let them get to it. 'Nite Guts Russo, Fender. We'll be seein' ya."

Raph ascended the building meeting Mona at the top. She smiled at him as he hoisted himself up and stood next to her. She seemed to glow in the post scuffle, bent down, elbows propping her up on the edge of the building's wall. She was watching the cops and first responders get to work, but Raph was watching something else. The "L" shape she had unknowingly positioned herself in was all too tempting, body lines that whispered sexy in Raph's subconscious. Mona suddenly laughed while watching the action below, snapping Raph to attention.

"Rapheal, do humans you hang over buildings always do that?"

Leaning back on wall chuckling he replied, "No, and if you were to ask me if I knew he was gonna haul off and piss himself, then no I did not."

They both laughed, holding back as much as they could so as not to catch the attention of the authorities below.

"We'll have to think about what we'd want to do in our last moments carefully than so we don't make fools of ourselves."

Raph looked at her and thought about that, last moments, and what he would do for their last moments together. What he would do and say to her when the day comes, when it all ends. Without a word and without Mona realizing it yet, Raph had positioned himself behind her.

"I think I know what I'd want to do"

Mona's head turned and saw him directly behind her, His emerald eyes burning in the dark.

Sultry and smooth as silk, she responds still bent down, "Seems you wish to resume our previous activities."

Her tail began to coil around his waist pulling him to her.

"Mmmhm," Ralph gave a deep low growl as he bent over her, his hands began at her ribs just under her breasts and slowly dragged them down to her wide hips. With her tail completely wrapped around him, Mona's toned ass was pressing up directly on Raph's pelvis. He started getting greedy as one hand reached under her bodysuit through the opening on her hip as the other massaged a perfect asscheek. Mona tried to hold in a moan, as her claws gripped the wall that edged the building, and her legs started to lose their strength in his hungry embrace. Her tail unraveled from around his waist gently and made its way through Raph's legs. She began to stroke his entire tail with her own. Raph's breath hitched in his throat followed by a groan, his eyes closing from the intensity as his whole body shuddered in pleasure.

"M-Mona," He gasped as his tail tightened and twitched against her tail's tender caress.

He opened his eyes to see her leering up at him with insatiable golden eyes. Mona licking her lips and holding her tongue in place, tasted the air as her lower half continued to grind him, begging with her body. Something seemed to snap in Raph from seeing her in such a state. He immediately dropped down in a crouch, lifted her tail out of his way and buried his face deep into her. Mona squealed in surprise and lust, as Raph mawed her, almost violently, growling as he did. Mona held a hand over her mouth, stifling moans as her legs nearly shook apart from the onslaught. Raph drank from deep within her flesh, and this intoxicated him more than any spirit or sake ever could.

However much Raph wished this could last forever Mona reached her limit after one strong lick too many.

"AH! Rapheal please! P-please mate me!"

These words broke his ravenous trance, he rose up to see what he had reduced the salamandrian lieutenant to. She quaked in his hands, shivering and panting from pleasure, the crouch of her body suit soaked with his saliva and her own warm juices. He helped her stand upright and her golden eyes once again begged for him. The building they were on had an access directly in the center. He led them there away from the edge and alleys where someone might hear them in rapture. They reached the access, and Raph seemed to attack Mona's mouth as he grabbed her by the chin and kissed her hard, stroking her tongue with his own, grabbing onto one of her legs, hoisting it up. Mona held on to Raphs neck and leaned on the access for balance as her own legs were useless against his lust and passion. His mouth broke away from hers to trailed down her face and body, nipping and sucking feverously. Mona began to take off her bodysuit listlessly and when Raph realizes this he begins to help, kissing all the fresh skin he reveals along the way. He reached his work from earlier, peeled away the wet fabric and could see the translucent shine on her flesh. He could tell how ready she was from the string of liquid that shone as he removed the suit completely. He mouthed her once again bringing out a gasp and a moan, so precious that he couldn't resist smiling, then he continued licking the rest of his way back up to face her. On the way there he massaged her breasts tenderly, she had no nipples but where they would be were two small sensitive circles of creamy white surrounded by the cobalt of her bosom, Raph traced the creamy white circles with his tongue making her arch her back involuntarily. She still stifled her moans but this only made her whimper desperately.

She quietly gasped, "R-Rapheal p-please y-ou must AH!"

He stopped just as she failed to finish her sentence, looking up to face his wife. She was dizzy with pleasure but found Rapheal's beautiful green eyes at once, seemingly lost in them. Raph's member had completely emerged from his tail, now throbbing and twitching in the summer city air. He looked deep into her golden eyes as they seemed to cry out for him with her whole being. All she could manage though in her lustful daze was a nod as she bit her lip in longing. Raph nodded with her, holding her forehead to his as he looked down, licking his lips as he slid his tip against the lips of her soft wet flesh. Mona gasped and threw her head back as he slid all the way to his hilt in a single push, filling her completely. Raph groaned out as he felt her all around him, constricting him in her hot folds. He brought both her legs up into his bristling arms and began thrusting, strong and slow. Mona hung to his caprice and his neck desperately as her beloved mate held her above the ground. Mona's claws scraped flesh and shell as she panted and moaned to every thrust. Every time she tightened her grip around him and with every hot staggering breath she let out Rapheal quickened his pace instinctively. The intensity of these thrusts pushed Mona's senses causing another involuntary arching of her back. She balanced herself on the access with one hand and the other clung to Raphael's shell desperately. Pounding inside her, hitting her womb with each thrust, sent shocks of pleasure through each other. Raph's eyes were fixed on Mona in his arms, naked and panting wildly, lost in their love making.

"Y-You're so beautiful", Raph panted.

Mona opened her eyes wearly to look into his own as he continued, "M-Mona you're the most b-beautiful thing I've ever seen."

Mona touched his face in earnest and Raph reached out for her mouth.

After a moment of powerful thrusts and languishing tongues Mona broke away, breathless, "Raph- Raphael I'm- its- c-coming- I can't-"

"M-me too babe"

Foreheads pressed together in need, holding on so tightly to each other while still wanting more, like it could never be enough. Their bodies could not be closer to each other as they rutted grunting and moaning, Mona above the ground clinging to Rapheal as they climaxed together. Their faces froze in ecstasy still pressed together, but were now in the crook of each other's necks, panting heavily. Their muscles sang out in pain and pleasure, melting into each other's bodies. Raph slumped down to his knees, holding Mona in his arms as they were still connected. He fell back on to the ground and Mona joined him, her tired body falling to rest on his pasteron. Her beguiling scent compelled him again to act, despite his fatigue.The sweet richness possessed him gently this time to reach out to bring her face to his. Mona propped up to face her husband, looking into his emerald eyes as he held her face.

"I love you Mona Lisa"

"I love you Rapheal"

They joined for a tender kiss much like a seal stamped to their proclamation of love for one another. A ring from the T-Phone in Raphs belt broke the moment. Raph pulled it out, rolled his eyes at the ID, cleared his throat, and answered, "What's up…Yeah she's here with me…Yea ok…How is that my problem again?…Ugh alright don't get your tail in a twist we're comin' back…ok bye" beeb

"What is the situation?"

"It's just Mikey, he going on about gettin' stuff ready for this earth tradition, you know Mikey stuff."

"Oh I see, should we return then?"

Raph looked at his wife from head to toe. She was perfectly naked and nestled into his bulk, glistening post coitus. He would get an ear full about it from Mikey later but today was Raph's first anniversary with his smoking hot salamandrian wife. It was important to Raph that he celebate his marriage in his own way.

Maybe some day, Mikey, you'll understand that when you have that one person you love the most with you, literaly in front of you, bathing naked in starlight, nothing else matters.

Raph wrapped an arm around her waist possessively and grunted, "No way, whatever he has planned it can wait."

Mona giggled in spite of herself, "Very well than"

"Hm? What's so funny?"

"Nothing at all and I agree with you, whatever it is, it can wait."

She nuzzled into his pasteron and sighed contently, inhaling his scent.

That scent.