A/N: Adult themes and scenarios ahead. Please be advised. All characters are over twenty years old. I do not own anything on TMNT. I only own my OCs.
"I'm gonna head home, goodnight everyone!" April waved after she stood and stretched from the couch.
"I'll take you home, I have patrol tonight anyway." Donnie offered as he got up and headed towards the garage.
"I'll tag along too, there's a few new spots I want to scope out" Leonardo said as he also got up.
Mikey had his headset on and was playing COD Modern Warfare with a group. By the looks of it, he was kicking ass.
Cassidy had fallen asleep in Raphael's arms on the recliner, he didn't have the heart to move her, but knew that his bed would offer better comfort for her. He'd be honest and take the couch tonight, knowing that he wanted to respect his father and their home. Not wanting to push too much, especially with Spring just around the corner. Raphael didn't need anymore ammo to conjure during mating season.
He lifted them from the recliner, and made his way towards his room, Mikey never once looking in his direction. Climbing the stairs quietly, he made his way into his room, noticed a book bag on the floor and gently kicked it to the side so it was out of the walkway and closer to the dresser. He gently laid Cass down on his mattress, covering her with the red knit blanket he made ages ago. He should make her something, yeah, he could make her something and it would help get his mind off this year's mating season. Maybe. Looking down at her he couldn't help himself as he grazed a hand along her cheek, pushing her soft hair from her face, he felt her move.
"Mmm, Raph" she breathed, she shuffled deeper in the mattress, pulling the blanket closer up her shoulders.
"G'night Cass," he turned, grabbing a blanket from the beanbag in the corner of his room before making his way back down towards the den.
As soon as he plopped down on the couch, Mikey whipped around, ripping his headset off his head and paused his game.
"What?" Raphael asked, feeling his youngest brother's eyes on him. Raphael had his head resting on the back of the couch, eyes closed and working to bring himself some much needed clarity.
"What's it like?" Raph poked an eye open to look at his brother, who was now facing him in a lotus position beside him on the couch.
"Wha,"
"Kissing a girl, man." Mikey's eyes rolled, his hands grabbing his ankles, looking like a kid on Christmas morning in the movies they watched as kids.
"It's…soft."
"Soft? Really man, that's all you're gonna give me?" Mikey was disappointed in the lack of information his older brother was giving him.
"It's…awesome Mike. Soft, tastes good…"
"Is it weird? Their mouths are so small…" Raphael couldn't believe he was having this conversation but he also felt a surge of pride in himself when he realized that he was the one that could give any insight.
"In the beginning, but tilt your head a bit and it works. Haven't had any complaints so far." He triumphed, sitting up a little straighter as he winked at his brother, his arms crossing his chest.
"…Think that'll ever happen for me?" It went silent. The only sound was the faint sounds of Mikey's game that was paused. Raphael wasn't sure how to answer that, hell he never pictured himself being the one with a girl. Especially when it was compared to his other brothers. Honestly, he always picture either Mikey or Donnie with a girl first, not him.
"…If it can happen for me…it can happen for any of ya." That was the best he could come up with.
"Well…there's this girl" That shocked him, Raph sat completely straight, arms resting on his knees as he looked at his orange banded brother.
"How…"
"I've never met her, in person. We've played games together, her name is Kiya and we've talked for over a year."
Raphael blanched at the information. A full year? Damn, Mikey was the first one to get a girl, but Raphael would never admit that out loud.
"She wants to meet, finds out she goes to NYU and is an English major. I follow her on instagram and…she's fuckin' hot man. She's got gorgeous green eyes, strawberry blonde hair and the cutest pout I've ever seen dude." Mikey was head over heels for this girl, but he was terrified to actually meet her.
"What'dya tell her? About meetin' her?"
"Well the first few times I said I was sick, out of town, etc. but now…I'm out of excuses and I wanna meet her. But, I'm"
"Nervous?"
"Dude, I'd rather face the shredder, one on one, wearing nothin' but a tutu and a golf club as my weapon." Mikey confessed. Damn, his little bro had it bad for this Kiya.
Raphael looked at his brother, he wasn't sure what to say or even do in this matter.
"I think I'm gonna meet her…kinda wanna get the screaming and impending doom over with y'know?" His little brother looked at him, and he hated how sad and broken he looked.
"Nah, you'll win her over with your charm and 'dazzling personality'" Raph gestured with jazz hands, referencing back a few years when Michelangelo introduced his brothers to Casey Jones. Raph chuckled to himself when Mikey referred to Leo as silent but deadly. That was one that Raph wouldn't let Mikey ever let Leo live it down.
"Thanks man! Whew! I'm knackered, g'night bro!" Mike was back to his cheery self as he flipped over the back of the couch. Before he made it out of the den he called back to Raph,
"Go to her man. She didn't want to be alone right?" He winked at his strongest brother before disappearing behind his own door.
Damn, Mikey was right. Raph shook his head while he was still leaned over, his hands clasped above his knees. What was he even doing! He had a beautiful girl laid up in his bed right now. The same girl that told him she wanted him. Allowed him to kiss her, allowed him to touch her, hold her. He didn't deserve her. He hated how he wasn't able to be there for her when she was younger, to save her from her mother and the men that defiled her. He wanted to kill every person that had wronged her. He felt his anger growing as he thought back to the scars that littered her body, he prayed that, if given the chance, he would be able to kiss her pain away. Prove to her that she was worth every love, every gentle caress. He knew he didn't deserve her, but dammit, he was going to be selfish. Raphael continued to grumble while his thoughts ran rampant in his mind. He didn't notice that another being had entered the den until he felt an all too familiar paw touch his shoulder.
"My son, what is troubling you?" Sensei stood to his side, a look of concern across his furry features.
"Dad…it's"
"Miss Cassidy? Is she alright?"
"Yes, she's asleep but…she's been hurt, dad. Real bad." Raphael couldn't bring himself to go more into detail.
"Ah, yes. Leonardo and Donatello informed me of her misfortunate upbringing." Raphael looked at his father then, he has never seen him look so distant. Raphael was curious what his brother's knew of Cassidy's past. He would have to confront them later.
"Yes, she's had a tough go of it…" Raphael wasn't sure what else to say, hell he wasn't even sure where he was going with this.
"Raphael, Miss Cassidy is a strong woman. I could tell the first day I met her. She carries herself and with each step her story continues. She does not dwell on her past, neither should you. Show her that despite her past, she is still the Cassidy you know her to be. She cares a great deal about you and despite your past miscommunications, you were able to find your way back together. If it is to be, it will be."
"Ya…I ca-care about 'er, she's"
"I understand my son. She means a great deal to you as well, which leaves me to ask the question: why are you here?" At that Raphael's head whipped up to see a smirk upon his father's face.
"Raphael, you and I both know that you did not sleep on the couch in the den this morning. Though I know that you are being an utmost gentleman and respect her space, I believe she did say that she wanted to be here because she didn't want to be alone." Raphael was completely shocked, he'd never imagined that his dad, his sensei would allow him to be alone, with a girl, in a room, alone, under his ruling.
"Raphael I trust you and I trust Miss Cassidy. Go to bed my son, rest. We have early training tomorrow." With that, Raph watched his dad walk towards the kitchen to grab some loose leaf tea before he made his way back to his room.
Raphael was shocked, but now both his father and his youngest brother were right. What was he doin'? He grabbed the blanket from the floor and walked back to his room. He pushed open the door as silently as he could, slinking into his room, knowing that if he focused, she'd never know he was there. Upon entering, he saw that she had star-fished in the center of his stack of mattresses. Her hair was disheveled, knotted atop her head, a string of drool hung from the corner of her mouth as she was snuggled into his favorite pillow. He couldn't help it, he snapped a pic, she'd kill him if she ever found out but how could he refuse that face? He was about to move to lay on the bean bag when he heard her.
"Red, that you?" He glanced down, her eyes were still closed but her arms stretched and her legs moved to make space for him.
"Come," she stretched her arms out towards him, hands squeezing open and close, beckoning him over. Her eyes still closed but a smile graced her lips. Yeah, he couldn't say no to her. He slowly moved into the space beside her, careful not to bump her. Once he was in his spot he snaked his arm under her, tucking her head under his chin. He felt her grasp at his bicep, clutching his arm close to her chest as she nuzzled against his neck. How could she destroy him in a puddle of goo without even opening her eyes?
"Mm finally," she mumbled, "missed ya," she rambled again, he chuckled as he nuzzled his snout against her crown.
"Get some sleep girlie," he whispered, nuzzling into her soft hair as he kissed her head.
But the girl in his arms started to wake.
"Hmm, no."
"No?" He lifted an arched brow, curious about why the stubborn girl didn't want to sleep.
"You're here, no need to sleep," the sleep still in her voice but, it was more clear, sweet and playful. He let out a deep, satisfied churr, but to Cassidy, it sounded more like a cat's purr.
"You're a cat" She giggled, lifting her face as she pecked his chin. He chuckled,
"Turtle babe, no fur," her right hand traveled up his bicep slowly, committing each and every pebble and knot to memory. His breath caught in his throat as she continued her exploration up and over his shoulder, grazing his neck until she raised her thumb to stroke the side of his pulse point. He felt his breath hitch, the feel of her skin against his set him on fire. He has never been this nervous, not even when he faced the shredder. He closed his eyes to relish in her ministrations but they flew open as he felt her adjust her head, lifting her heavy, half-lidded eyes, she smiled, leaning towards him. He adjusted slightly, moving towards her before his lips brushed hers. A deep feeling fluttered in his belly, he wasn't sure what it was but he liked the way it made his stomach feel. He felt her add a bit more pressure then, the hand against her neck moved to grip his tattered mask tails. She lifted more, adjusting so she rested on the elbow that was tucked under her, giving her the dominant position over him. Pressure, that's what this was, the pressure of her sweatshirt covered breasts against his plastron. Her lips varied pressure against his as she deepened the kiss, leading him along. Pressure of growing pain that was enveloping his nether region. Pressure of what they were, of whether or not there was a distinct label or title to what they were. All the pressure.
"Mmm," she moaned, her right leg lifted to hook around him as she adjusted her position, this time he helped her. His free hand grabbed her thigh, just above her knee and secured it to his hip, his other hand fastened around her waist with a groan. His mind felt dizzy, he pulled her closer until she was completely straddling his hips. She nips at his bottom lip, earning herself another grunt from him as she felt his thighs tense beneath her. Her hands encompassed his face, fingers twirling his tails between her lithe fingers before his eyes widened as she forcefully tugged his mask as she sucked his lower lip between her teeth. Oh. Fuck. He lost all sense of control he had as his hips bucked up, his nerve endings sending jolts of pleasure through him.
Cassidy has full control over him, she is controlling where this goes. He short circuits as he feels her roll her hips against his growing bulge. Fuck! He's so nervous, he doesn't want to hurt her but he is fighting every instinct that's screaming to take her. He's watched porn and even has a few skimpy magazines shoved in a drawer but this was different. This was Cassidy, not some nameless woman sprawled over a magazine.
"Uhn…Cass…baby," a moan broke through him, her lips left his lips to trail hot, wet kisses down his neck, grinding against him again. Another moan caught in his throat as she gently sunk her teeth into his neck before sucking gently. Did she just claim me? As soon as his mind caught up to him, he heard her moan his name. His full name.
"Raphael," the sound of his name dripped like honey, sending another electrifying jolt through his nerves. He's nervous yet ravenous. He needed to gain control of the situation before it got out of hand. He wasn't sure how much more he'd be able to handle if she kept this up.
He flipped her over, cradling her head between his hands as he's holding his weight up with his elbows. Her arms encircled his neck, arching her back to close the distance between them. He shifted his weight to snake an arm around her waist only to come in contact with her soft, supple skin.
"Uhn…ya so- so pretty doll - ah," he panted as he gripped her harder which elicited a string of moans. Must be doin' somethin' right. He knew that he was quickly losing himself but it was too soon. He wanted her, but not like this. He tried to silence his mind as he focused on being gentle. Trailing his hand up her back to the space between her shoulder blades before slowly caressing back down her back until he gripped the dip of her arched back. As he continued his exploration of her body he was continuously rewarded by her breathy moans with small 'yes' pulled from her small lips.
Their kisses started too slow, he continued to focus rubbing circles onto her hip to help calm his breathing. He opened his eyes when he felt her caress the side of his face with her thumb, her eyes were open. Hazel eyes bore into his amber and if he wasn't so nervous he'd have taken her until he heard his name fall from her lips again.
"Babygirl," voice deep, his need laced with each syllable as he ceased his ministrations against her hip. She instantly felt cold when he removed his hand from her, a shiver raked through her body. As soon as he wasn't touching her anymore, it felt as though a bucket of ice was thrown on her. She quickly came to her senses as she felt it pressed into her lower abdomen. Her love drunk state vanished as she realized that she literally just jumped him.
"Oh my…Red, I-" she couldn't finish what she was trying to say. Her hands broke free from his neck and covered her face, praying that he didn't notice how red she'd become.
He chuckled as he moved from on top of her and laid down beside her, throwing an arm over his eyes trying to regain his own sense of semblance, he continued to let out a husky laugh.
"Geeze Doll, if ya wanted me that bad, you should've just said so," he tried to flirt, easing the slight tension. Not wanting her to regret her actions because he participated just as eagerly.
"Oh Red, I just attacked you,"
"You don't hear me complainin',' ' he smirked as he nudged her with his elbow as he glanced at her covered face. He saw her peak through her fingers at him and he couldn't believe how red she's gotten before she started to giggle. They both shared a string of laughs as they both adjusted to face each other. His right arm tucked under his head as his other draped over her soft curves. She resumed tracing lazy lines across his plastron as foreheads pressed together. Both quickly succumb to sleep with a final snuggle to get as close as their bodies would allow.
—
"Hajime!"
Cassidy heard Splinter begin training as she walked into the kitchen. It was Sunday, her last day at the lair until May. Even though she was sad, she understood why it was imperative for her, April and even Casey to distance themselves. Especially with everything that has happened between Big Red and herself lately.
Yesterday was spent playing video games, arguing about comics with Mikey, helping Donnie paint decals on the side of the garbage truck and drinking tea with Master Splinter and Leo. April and Casey also swung by with lunch and Casey brought what he called 'necessities' for the boys. Neither April nor Cass had any idea what that could mean because it was all very hush-hush. But that didn't stop the girls from poking a bit of fun throughout the day as they tried to decipher what could have been in the large paper bags that Casey brought for each of the boys.
Cassidy laughed to herself as she finished cleaning the dishes in the sink, getting ready to prepare breakfast for everyone when they were finished with training. After breakfast, Cass would be leaving with April and Casey. Master Splinter would be spending this season at Northampton which was a cabin that Casey's grandmother willed to him after she passed. Cassidy couldn't blame him for wanting to separate, especially during a tense and testosterone filled season. April and Casey had shared some funny and embarrassing stories of the boys when they were younger. One story Cassidy couldn't get out of her head and that was when Mikey accidentally washed Raph's mask with Leo's cotton wraps and everything that Leo owned was dyed pink. Or when Donnie thought that his headphones were plugged all the way in, when in fact they were broken (by Mikey) and everyone in the lair heard exactly what type of videos 'ol Donnie-boy was watching. Raph and Mikey barked out laughing saying that Donnie scrambled saying it was for 'research' and refused to admit that he was just a horny teenager. Similar stories were shared about each of the boys which ended with everyone in fits of laughter. Cassidy couldn't stop picturing a younger Raphael with a zebra printed mask on his face who was caught red handed (if you catch my drift) with a playboy magazine by Master Splinter and he had to spend twelve hours in the Hashi. Cassidy absolutely lost it at that one because Raph grumbled beside her before shooting back and telling how Mikey would go around kissing frogs when he was six because Raph and Leo told him if he kissed the right one, it'd turn into a princess. This continued for weeks until Donnie finally told him that it was scientifically impossible and unsanitary.
She was able to spend a bit of time with each of the boys and their father because she was selfish and wanted to create some lasting memories until she was able to see them again. Donnie even updated each of their shell-cells with an app like FaceTime, that way they could video chat with each other. She was forever grateful for the technological genius that was Donatello.
Cassidy also found out that Donnie had been talking with a girl named Evelyn after she tried to hack into his interface about two months ago. He confided in Cass and asked what she'd think Evelyn would react to him meeting. He said that Evie (Evelyn) had been wanting to meet him and he found out she only lives two blocks from him. Donnie told Evie that he would be out of town for a month but they could try when he got back and that is where the conversation ended. Cassidy reassured him and said he just needed to be himself but give Evie a chance and go slow, don't rush anything. Cassidy even offered to meet Evie and scope her out. Donnie simply chuckled at that and told her "maybe."
Coming back to the present, Cassidy finished up the dishes and worked on getting the full box of pancake mix ready to go. It shouldn't surprise her how much food the boys put away but when April brought over eight boxes of pancake mix and said the boys have been known to make it through two boxes per meal, she was astonished.
Cassidy gasped as she felt a strong pair of hands at her waist and a snout nuzzle against the edge of her jaw.
"G'morning Doll," well if it wasn't the big red brute himself. He nuzzled her cheek and pressed a kiss against the edge of her jaw. She leaned into him, pushing her neck to the side to give him a little more access.
"Mornin' Red," she breathed, he's never been this affectionate besides that one time they kissed on the recliner when his family wasn't paying attention. But his family could walk in at any moment. He tickled her side, making her arch back into him, eliciting a deep, guttural sound.
"Yo Raph! Need ya quick man!" At the sound of Casey's voice, they broke apart. Casey walked into the kitchen and didn't even pick up on the tension that he just walked into. Raphael now stood beside her in an almost brooding manner while Cass stood beside him, face beet red as she busied herself with mixing the bowl of pancake mix.
"Whatcha need Case," the large red terrapin asked,
"Need ya help loading up the truck for Master Splinta'," Case said as he nodded towards the garage before twisting on his heel and leaving.
"Be back creampuff," Wait? Did he just call me creampuff? She watched him leave, an incredulous look on her face as Mikey and Leo came into the kitchen. Mikey helped her with making all of the pancakes. Before she knew it, Mikey and her got sucked into making over thirty pancakes, bacon, eggs and at least three jugs of orange juice on stand by. All the boys, April, Casey and Master Splinter all gathered around the table, ready to dig in. Cassidy was just about to sit down when Raphael walked back into the room and stood right beside her.
"Cream Puff?" Cassidy asked, giving him a sideways glance with the empty bowl of pancake of wet pancake mix.
"Hmm, soft as one," he whispered into her ear, causing the tips to shoot red. To get payback she decided to dip her fingers into the bowl before swiping the mix across his snout.
"Hahaha Gotcha!" Cassidy laughed but before she knew it, he swiped a large digit into the bowl and slid the mix across her brows.
"Simba," He chuckled deeply, she loved the way his eyes creased when he gave her a real smile.
The pair continued to laugh not realizing that they had silenced the table just a few feet away from them. Once the pair calmed down, Mikey blew out a breath as if he'd been holding it in forever.
"FINALLY! Ugh I don't gotta keep it a secret anymore!" He bellowed as he fist pumped the air and then rolled two pancakes into a burrito shape before stuffing his face. The entire family sat in silence, glancing from the couple to Mikey, then back again.
"Finally?" April asked, even though she knew exactly what Mikey was referring to but she just wanted to make Cassidy sweat. Casey sat beside her, syrup dripping from his mouth as he was confused about what was happening.
"Finally? We already knew," Leonardo stated as he relaxed back into his seat, sipping his tea beside his father who nodded with a small smile on his face.
"What!" Mikey yelled, spitting remnants of pancakes everywhere, staring wide eyed at his family before setting back on Raph and Cass.
"We all know they're together doofus." Donatello groaned as he stood to refill his coffee for the third time that morning.
Raphael and Cassidy shared a look but after a few seconds, Cassidy let out a breathy laugh before she wiped the dried mix off her face.
"Let's eat Big Guy," she elbowed the large brute before sitting beside Mikey at the breakfast table.
—
The rest of breakfast went along smoothly, Raph was a little more open about touching Cassidy, whether it be touching her hand, or grazing his fingers along her thigh as he got up. She appreciated that his family just accepted that Cass and Raph were more than 'just friends.'
But, breakfast was now over, dishes were cleaned and Cass packing her bag to leave with April and Casey. The boys split paths, Leo and Raph went for a run while Mikey, Donnie and Casey went off down the tunnels on skates and skateboards. April was helping Master Splinter finish his light packing and also making sure that the boys had all the food and supplies that they would need.
Cassidy had her headphones in and was packing her bag when she realized that she left her toiletries on the counter in the bathroom. She finished packing her last sweatshirt before she made her way towards the bathroom.
Cassidy didn't realize that she wasn't alone in the bathroom until she grabbed for her bag and her eyes locked onto the reflection of a large, dark green terrapin that was tucked into the corner of one of the tiled showers.
Her lips fell open, turning as she silently watched the water cascade down his shell, water droplets falling faintly on the tiled floor. She prayed that he couldn't hear her breathing pick up as she watched him, hunched over, his fist moving faster. She didn't realize that her music stopped playing, all she heard was the echo of the water against tile, and both of their heavy breathing. From her current angle he held himself, pumping faster as his solid muscles flexed. Water traced slowly, along every leathery pebble on his skin, drifting over every scar, bump and crack along his carapace and bulging biceps.
She was hypnotized, her core was flooded with a wave of heat, getting stronger the longer she stood still, watching him. She couldn't tear her eyes away. This strong, sexy flexed his fist against the tile, his chin tucked to his chest, his breath ragged as his pumping changed rhythm.
"Fuck," he grunted, his strong thighs rocking forward as she got a peak at his tight ass.
HOLY SHIT! She hadn't realized that she had all but stopped breathing. She was so focused on the sounds that were escaping the large terrapin. He was so vulnerable and the sounds brought her back to how he kissed her the other night. She couldn't stop imagining him in her mind's eye, bent over her from behind, taking her for all that she's worth. She wanted to feel him fill her up completely, rock into her from trip to hilt and back again. Hard and fast.
He began to move even fast, and ungodly speed, the rhythm breaking only slightly. She could barely see his face contort, breaking out in a deep, husky groan as he continued to milk his massive cock.
He lifted his chin, throwing his head back in pure euphoria. Another satisfied moan broke past his bared teeth and exhaled the only thing that could break her from her trance.
"Cass…"
