Teddy

Raphael x FemReader

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"He asleep?"

Raphael's rough baritone voice barely made it past the threshold of the window before he was tackled with a rough kiss. Quickly, his large, strong hands pulled her into his arms, fusing them together. It's been three days since he's last seen her and he finally was able to sneak out after patrol. He felt selfish, but she had all but begged him to come over, even if it was damn near five in the morning.

"Uhn, ye—sssss," he inhaled her moan fuck, she tastes like f/f.

"Fu— I've missed you," her words fumbled against him as she sucked his plump bottom lip between her teeth, dragging it into her mouth with another deep suck. She loved how vocal he was, with his deep growls and moans that only egged her on further. Her hands tinkered with the buckle and leather strap across his chest while his hands gripped her scrub top. She had only been home for a few hours and hadn't had a chance to change. The fabric bunched tight in his grip as her hips were pulled tight against him. Her growls giggled out as she tugged his mask tails, yanking down which forced his head up, towards the ceiling. Her lips, teeth and tongue latching onto his tight, pebbled flesh and working her mark into his skin. She felt absolutely primal as she explored his skin. Her dreams have been anything but PG as she's dreamed of him licking every part of her body, thrusting into her tightness with a distinct pop of his thick finger. The thought alone made her melt and her pussy wet and begging for his attention, but she wanted to return the favor.

"Babygirl—doll," his breath was coming in hot as his hands slipped, covering her ass in a tight grip, lifting her until her thighs spread for his waist. Hands fastened to her hips to grind against her to increase the friction. Raphael couldn't stop thinking about the way she tastes, it's all he could think about. She's finally suspended in his arms and holding on tight as she suckles on his neck which created a delicious fuzziness enter his brain as he went to make his way towards the couch when she bit, hard, on the nape of his neck.

"Mmm, no." What, no?

"Bed," she detached from his neck and motioned towards her bedroom door, her eyes heavy and looking like a wet dream as he watched her pink tongue lick along her bottom lip before it disappeared behind her teeth, "take me to bed Raphael."

His heart stopped.

Her voice dripped like honey and his mind began to argue with itself. Raphael wanted her, in every sense, mind, body soul type shit but he wasn't blind. He knew what he was, is…she deserved better.

His skin broke out in a cold sweat as his nerves overtook his body, suddenly refusing to make eye contact with her. Despite her requesting him to take her to bed, he knew that she had no idea what she was really asking. She had zero idea on what to expect and he couldn't bear her rejecting him. Y/n watched as Raphael began to close in on himself, his amber eyes sad as his brow knitted below the mask. She was losing him. Not if I have anything to do with it she concluded for him, she wasn't going to allow him to get away. He wasn't going to be the 'one that got away'. They both deserved better than that.

"Red…baby?" Her eyes wide, voice filled with concern as her small hands engulfed his cheeks into a warm grasp, "hey, look at me—," her plea, though mumbled, brought him back. Their eyes locked and he felt as if she was looking straight through him.

"We don't have to do anything, I just thought that…well I'm not going to lie and say I don't want you but," her words dropped just above a mumble, "I'm not going to push you to do anything you don't —," Y/n didn't get a chance to finish as he was suddenly wrapped her tight and nuzzled into the crook of her neck. The feel of his hot breath broke gooseflesh across her skin and sent a jolt to her achy cunt. She wanted nothing more than to climb him like a tree and claim him as hers but she needed to be patient, understanding and open minded. She's felt his hard cock against her a handful of times and knew he was definitely packing but the thought of what he was packing was a little intimidating. Everything about him was so known and she relished in it yet she would be lying to herself if she said she wasn't worried that he may be too big. With a mental shake of her head, she surmised that, if they got to that point, they'd take it in stride and they would figure something out, sex wasn't always about penetration. There were options. His lips moved languidly against her skin, sending tingles through her body before she realized he'd be talking.

"Hmm?" She cursed, her eyes closed, way to go girl, now pay attention!

"I want you, but…" he chanted the final word so lowly that she barely heard him as his soft lips brushed her exposed neck. She wanted him, he wanted her, so what was the hold up?

"What is it babe? You can tell me," she wanted him to feel comfortable and understand that she'd respect whatever he was or was not willing to do tonight. Her thumb began brushing loving circles into his cheek as she waited patiently for him to continue. She knew that even if they did nothing but cuddle on the couch, she'd be content. She'd be content with anything if it involved him. She was head over heels for the red-banded teddy bear. She never imagined that she'd be blessed with someone who has made her so incredibly happy. Happy as an adult, a woman, a being that was desired. She loved Raphael, knew it with her entire soul but was hesitant to tell him, she was worried that he'd disappear and thinking that he didn't deserve what she was offering.

"I…I…fuck!" Letting her go, turning to stalk towards her window before stopping. Despite the distance and loss of touch, Y/n could feel his turmoil roll off him in waves. His weight shifted and despite his shell obstructing the majority of his movements from her view, she watched his head twist back in her direction. His golden amber locked with her, causing her heart to beat out of her chest. The air was tense, the only sound was of the bustling city below as workers woke to start their day. At that moment, Y/n made up her mind.

"Red," she called, asking for his attention, almost begging for him to look at her, she needed him to understand.

Y/n made the first move, kicking her shoes out of the way. Next, she moved to grab the hem of her top, locking eyes with the man before her whose focus was on her and her alone. His eyes wide, mouth open as he watched her lift the shirt up and over her head.

He couldn't believe what he was seeing, Y/n lifted her shirt and he was transfixed on her body, curves and edges, the way her black bra hugged her perfectly. He knew that he'd never get use to seeing her like this, she's so fucking hot.

"Heh, ya think so Red?" Huh? Did I…

"Ya said that out loud baby," baby…baby? Yeah, I'm yer baby. He was fully facing her now, completely under her spell as her top dropped from her loose fingers. He watched her fingers trace down over her tits, down her ribs, over her soft belly before her thumbs hooked into the waistband of her pants. Before Y/n could make the final move, Raphael was before her, one hand gripping her waist, the feel of his strong fingers kneading her soft flesh, sending gooseflesh throughout her body, her nipples hardening below the taut fabric. His breath caught and he couldn't help but reach out, his fingers teasing the sensitive flesh of her hips before sinking below the band, a growl escaping as he—,

"Be-before w-we," she felt out of breath as he continued to trace a delicate strip, his eyes focused solely on his movement before shifting up to lock her in, giving her time to refocus and continue. It was too much, she wanted him too much so she scrapped the words and gripped his wrist and made a beeline for her bedroom door. She knew Jamie wouldn't be up for at least another five hours but she didn't want to risk being walked in on. They walked in silence, the only sound was the door being gently pushed closed, leaving Raphael standing between her and the door. She never let go of his hand, instead she closed the distance to place his hand higher on her waist, leaving his thumb to trace along the bottom of her breasts. Her other hand was still holding him as she lifted onto her tiptoes to lace around his neck.

"You can touch me Red, please," she never imagined sounding so desperate to be touched but he ignited a fire within her that needed quenching; despite trying herself, she couldn't reach the heights he brought her too.

That was all the confirmation that he needed, he was done wrestling with himself, he wanted to make her feel good like he had four nights ago. It was all he thought about, all he dreamed about and he wanted to taste her again.

They fell into a rhythm and before either of them knew it, her pants were pulled off, seamless panties pushed aside and he was tongue deep in her warm cunt. Her thighs squeezed and flexed against his head, conscious about crushing him to which he mumbled that she'd have to try harder than that; which, to no surprise, turned her on even more. A few more deep licks and chants of wanting to feel him inside her the second he sucked her swollen nub. Her hips bucked, needing more friction as he tongue-fucked her into oblivion. Loving the feel of her pussy flexing and squeezing his long, wide tongue he groaned as he exited her with the final deep plunge of his tongue. Feeling him exit her body, she jolted, but the empty feeling didn't last long as a long digit circled her entrance before pushing past her entrance, sinking oh so fucking deep into her achy cunt.

"Ra—uhn! Mmmm!" She moaned, her head thrown back against the pillows as her hand flew to cover her mouth. Attempting to silence her mewls as his finger crooked just right, hitting her g-spot on the first, second, fifth, seventh time in a row leaving her a vibrating mess. His large form rose above her, adjusting his position allowed him to push deeper, her entire body convulsed, her pussy clenching him so tightly he was afraid that if he pulled out he'd hurt her. Instead, he reached and lapped at her lips, circling her nub before sucking gently, rolling the bud softly between his big teeth.

"Keep, fu—, Red please, don't stop, don't sto—," her moan echoed past her fingers as she came with a blinding white burst behind her eyelids. The feel of his teeth and tongue playing against her most sensitive area caused her to see stars, eyes rolling into the back of her head. He continued to lap her flesh as her hips ground against his face, riding out her orgasm until her body stilled with a whispered huff. She swore he could hear her heartbeat, feel it pulse through her still throbbing pussy, her cunt flexing against the thick finger that stilled deep inside her.

She laid there, completely spent yet, the feel of his warm breath and textured flesh caused her to shift as she felt him diving forward for seconds.

"Mm'no baby," grasping his head between her hands, the fabric of his mask bunching between her fingers as she pushed his head up, locking eyes before continuing.

"My turn," she commanded with a lick of her lips and Raphael couldn't stop the groan before lunging forward to trap her tongue, sucking it into her mouth.

Raphael wasn't sure what to do, where to go or what to say as he watched her shimmy, rolling out from under him. Her hand never left his body as it traveled over his forearm, up his bicep to push against his shoulder. Following her lead, he fell back against her pile of pillows before pushing up on his hands in a reclined position. He swallowed the lump that formed in his throat as he watched her move to stand between his thighs before her hand dropped to his knees pushing him further apart as she, too, dropped to her knees.

From her new vantage point, Y/n licked her lips at the sight of his cock twitching beneath the fabric of his shorts. He's massive, delicious, and it took all she was worth for her eyes not to roll to the back of her head in anticipation at imagining what she might find below his waistband. Her fingers gripped the band of his shorts before motioning for his help. With the shift of his hips she tugged the shorts over his delicious thighs, watching his this cock spring free before laying heavy against his thigh. Y/n heard his gasp before he attempted to mask it as a cough. He's so fucking adorable. His shorts dropped past his knees and she sat back on her heels to take him in. She had been correct, he was massive, a thick vein spread from the base up to the spongy, ruffled head, little nodules protruding here and there and she couldn't help her comment.

"Mmm', ribbed for her pleasure," which caused a throaty chuckle to escape Raphael as he leaned back, propping up on his hands, watching his pre cum leak from the tip and all but moaning with the way Y/n licked her lips in anticipation. He couldn't believe this was happening.

Raphael couldn't believe what he was witnessing, feeling, participating in. Sure, he's watched this scene play out in porn, the amateur POVs always left him wanting, at times, wishing he could trade places with the lucky bastard in the video. But now, here he was, with her, sitting back on her heels between his spread thighs, his cock inches from her lips. His embarrassment was forgotten as her hungry eyes softened as if sensing his hesitancy. Her watchful gaze only emboldened him and he moved to grip the base of his cock before lazily pumping twice, fastening a tight hold to the base, just above his balls. Raph wanted to make the moment last and he could feel the familiar twitching in his foot, letting him know that he wasn't far from coming. He tried distracting himself to prolong the inevitable when he watched her move. Her fingers traced the wrist that held his cock, her fingers moving over his before touching the velvety skin of his dick.

"You're really, really big, baby," her fingers teased the underside of his cock and it took all that he hand not to buck into her open palm.

"You okay Red?" Her question quietly rolled out as she watched his heavy eyes darken and reveled in the way his breath skipped. But…damn my insecurities, she didn't want to make him feel forced to continue, she cursed herself for not checking in on him sooner.

"We can stop—,"

"NO!" His body lunged forward to grasp her shoulders, his eyes wide as they were inches apart. Her hands dropped to his knees to brace against his weight to not fall backward from his sudden movement. He dropped his forehead against hers before continuing, softer this time.

"No, I—I want this," the last word brushing against her lips as he nuzzled against her cheek. They fell into a kiss, soft and comforting, his hands moving to cradle her face while hers inched up his thighs, tracings in the valleys of his pebbled flesh until they met the soft skin at the base of his dick. His breath hitched with the feel of her hands on him, wrapping around his hardened cock as he tipped her head back into a deeper kiss, twisting their tongues together as she began to pump him fully.

"Do you trust me?" Her question soft against his lips, swallowing his ragged breath as she was enamored by the look in his eyes. Filled with fire that she was willing to be engulfed by.

"Uhn, babe—," he broke the kiss with a moan, falling back to brace himself on his hands, the mattress groaning from his weight yet neither one cared. His hips bucked quicker in her hand, never breaking eye contact.

"Yeah, I trust ya," his reply was breathy, ending in a groan as he watched her lips crook into a smirk, eyes darkening and rocking forward onto her knees. Now eye level with his needy cock, she plunged, tugging the tip forward, kissing the ruffled head, licking the dip of skin between each ripple of his heated flesh. Y/n fell into a gentle caress before a deep grumble emboldened her and she slipped her tongue around before taking him with a deep suck to his tip. His body bucked, pushing more of his cock than she was prepared for back her lips, causing her teeth to scrape a beveled edge which caused him to hiss. She let go with a gentle suck but before she could apologize he stopped her and said it felt good, too good. Accepting the compliment, she resumed, and sucked him back into her hot, wet mouth, her saliva escaping the edges of her lips as he filled her. She was startled a little as his hand tugged at the nape of her neck gently, becoming more vocal as his hips bucked again, forcing her to take him deeper. She couldn't help the subtle gag before she pushed for more. The unholy sounds that filled the room made her pussy ache, so she rectified her growing need by dipping two fingers into her waiting cunt, feeling how wet she was. Y/n knew that, despite it being years since she's experienced this, no one has ever affected her the way he does.

The sounds were more of a turn on then he ever imagined, especially as he rarely got to listen to porn with sound on in a house full of ninjas. But this, right now, with Y/n was mind blowing, life-altering and absolutely phenomenal. He was worried he'd rip her sheets in half with how tight they were bunched in his fists.

"Gah, fu—, babe," letting go of the sheet he moved to grip her elbow, and with each deep growl, his hand moved until it curled in her hair, attempting to slow her down yet her fucking tongue is—fuck! He felt his eyes roll to the back of his head, savoring the feel of her all around him.

"Ba—abe, sweetheart, I'm gonna—," Raphael's only warning was his hand tightening in her hair, the feel of his orgasm building quickly as he tried to control his hips from bucking into her warm mouth.

What she did next threw him completely off guard, what is she doin'?

With a 'pop' she slurped and suckled his tip before licking from tip to base and 'hummed' with nip and he lost it. He's never come so hard in his entire life, the first rope landing on her shoulder before she shifted back, swallowing the rest of him down without complaint. The sight before him left him delirious, the sight of her, covered by him, smelling like him ignited an even hotter fire. Once she licked her lips of any evidence, before scooping her entirely into his arms, not hesitating to lick the rest of his semen from her shoulder before trailing down her chest to latch onto a hardened nipple.

"Fuck Red—,"

"Say my name Angel, say. My. Name." With each command he licked and nipped marks into the sensitive flesh of her chest.

"Raphael," she kissed his brow, "Raphael," she kissed his snout, "Rapha-," he snatched her into a blazing kiss, shifting their positions so he could loom over her.

"Y/n," the serious sincerity in his voice pulled all her focus, his softening gaze only warmed her further.

"You're so beautiful," his thumb swiped lovingly over her cheek, dropping to meet her forehead with his.

"And you're so handsome."

"I—I, Y/n, I…"

"I know." She knew what he was trying to say, she saw it written all over his face and knew exactly what it meant as, she too, had seen that same expression a mirror of her own.

"I love you too," she concluded, and what she wouldn't give to save the way he made her feel right this second and relive this moment again and again.

"You're mine." He sealed it with a kiss, engulfing her in a tight embrace as they fell into one another. Their only witness, the moon, hung low right as dawn began to break through the clouds. The sky, warming alongside their love.

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