A/N: Adult themes, scenarios and triggering events ahead. Please be advised. All characters are over twenty years old. I do not own anything on TMNT. I only own my OCs.

"Oh c'mon girl! I want this to be perfect!"

"April, Casey would love you even if you haven't showered and were wearing a trash bag!"

"You are coming with me for lingerie whether you like it or not. I need your opinion!" April exasperated as she wrapped the curvy brunette in a bruising hug.

Cassidy rolled her eyes as she gave up and returned the suffocating hug.

"Ugh, alright! You win," finishing with another eye roll directed at her gingered friend they parted to get ready to head to the mall.

"Maybe while we're there we could find something, lacy, skimpy and…red."

Cassidy blanched at the mention of the color red. Cassidy missed the big brute desperately, he was in all of her thoughts and dreams. They've kept in constant communication, mainly with calling, some texting but he's even video chatted her on accident one night which was comical. Turns out, Donnie finished making upgrades on all of the guys' phones and Raphael was fucking with the buttons and called her. She will admit, the minute she answered the chat, she was welcomed by a very close image of his…um…package. He wasn't paying attention and was talking to Donnie who was off screen. It looked like he was sitting on his weight bench with his phone between his thighs. His thighs! Cassidy was embarrassed to admit that she didn't say a word and simply envisioned sinking her teeth into his taught flesh that laid just below his shorts. Let's just say, when Raphael realized that she had answered the call he freaked and hung up on her which, to be fair, Cassidy was eternally grateful for simply because he couldn't see how flustered he made her. She couldn't hide it from him, her entire face and neck were stained red and even her eyes got darker in the camera.

"Ape! Raph and I haven't even gone farther than kissing," Cassidy watched her feet as her head was down while making her way out of April's apartment.

"So you're saying he didn't get to see you in the lingerie I packed you?" April tossed her a sideways smirk as she made her way down the narrow staircase towards the bottom floor.

"No…I thought about it but just got scared, he kinda freaked, notinabadway, to the scars I have on my back…it wasn't entirely sexy after that…" She trailed off as they stepped outside into the cool spring air. Spring time, Cassidy loved this time of year, it was her favorite outside of fall weather but now her mind was plagued with different ways that she could be enjoying springtime.

"Oh girl, he's got it bad for you, Mikey even said so the other day!"

"What he say?"

"Just said that Raph has been busy with getting modifications ready for your cycle and has been stressing over all the smallest details. Mikey said that he walked in on Raph talking to himself about how much the bike needed to be perfect. Safe, but perfect." April nudged Cassidy's shoulder, waving her eyebrows and finished with a wink.

"Ugh why does he have to be so awe-maz-ing!" Cassidy groaned, throwing her head back as they continued their path towards the subway.

"You got it bad don't you,"

"Yes…we haven't put a label to it, but I believe that we are together. I just miss him like crazy,"

"Don't you guys talk and text all the time?"

"Yeah but it's not the same Ape…I miss his smile, the small touches his damn laugh. OH, oh! DOn't even get me started on his fucking toothpick! That damn piece of wood taunts me every, God. Damn. Time." Cassidy rambled on while April laughed along side her.

"Sounds like someone is frustrated,"

"Of course I'm frustrated, work has been crazy and,"

"No, I meant sexually frustrated." April stated with another all-knowing smirk along her features. Damn her.

Cassidy was silent for a second as she filtered back through everything and realized that April was right. She was sexually frustrated and before she was banned from the lair there was a lot of sexual tension, at least on her end.

"Maybe I could find something red…" Cassidy's mind flooded with different ways that she could try to push her and Raphael's relationship a little bit further. She would be lying if she didn't admit that she was a little scared on what he had to offer, considering their size difference. He was huge.

"Tha'da girl! Let's go!" April grinned before pulling Cassidy by the arm and practically sprinted on the subway before the doors closed.

Raphael was once again in the weight room, him and Mikey just finished their midday maxes before splitting to take a water and replenish break. Mikey was currently somewhere probably inhaling the 120 count bag of pizza rolls when Raph heard his phone buzz.

Cass: Red

Raph: Sup

Cass: I need your opinion…

Raph was slightly confused, this wasn't usually how their conversations would go, and if they did, she'd usually call him. He shrugged and typed back.

Raph: ya?

Cass: Gotta be honest

Raph: Always doll

Cass: Good boy. I need simple answers: yes or no

Raph: Yes ma'am. Am I gonna get that show I was promised? I am sittin' ;)

Cass: Good boy

Something rumbled in him as he read that but as she sent an image his entire world crashed and wasn't responding.

It was Cassidy. Brunette, hazel eyed Cassidy. The curvy seductress looking over her shoulder, ass on full display, her body wrapped in skimpy, dark green, lace lingerie. There was a small heart cut out just below the dimples in her back, strips of thin, emerald, lace criss crossed over her shoulder blades and thighs. Part of the green lace kissed the edges of the scars on her back and swore he's never seen anything so beautiful. She's a survivor, her scars do not define her and he's so proud of her to be the woman who's caught his eye. His eyes traveled the small image again, not wanting to miss a single detail. He could see some side boob as her spine was twisted back towards him. His mouth instantly dried as he felt all his blood rush south. His heart in his throat, throbbing evident as he felt his shorts become tight and constricting. He wasn't sure how to respond so he typed the only thing that made sense.

Raph: Fuck

Cass: You good there, Big guy?

Raph: *thumbs up emoji*

Cass: words hard?

Raph: aren't the hardest…

Cass: you are.

Raph: absolutely stiff

Cassidy smirked at her phone, this was definitely a better response and she wasn't sure why she was so nervous. She loved how easy and natural this felt.

Cass: Yes or no

Raph: Yes.

Raph instantly saved the image for safe keeping. He was struggling to keep his churrs at bay as he could hear Mikey walking around the den. Raph stood and glanced over the edge of the rail and saw his younger brother flop onto the couch, remote in his hand. Good. Raph had some privacy.

Cass: image sent.

Raph: Damn

Raphael breathed out a grown as he shifted on the bench, leaning back against the holstered bar, his thighs spreading to his sides as he got comfy. He knew that there was not going back. She was so fucking sexy. This time she sent an image of her bending over, her plump breasts squeezed together, her ass angled behind her to where he could only get a peek of her lace that covered her ass. This pair was black, the same black as the underwear he had hidden under his pillow. Shhh.

Cass: Can I get two syllables?

Raph: Hot Damn

Cass: lol Yes or No

Raph: Yess

Cass: Alright Red, I have one more, can you handle it?

Cassidy's confidence was exploding, even though his words have been minimal, she could picture him sitting on his bed and soaking in every detail. It was just a damn shame that she couldn't do this in front of him, she'd love to see his reaction. Would he be brave and courageous or would he choke up and hesitate? Would he play it off calm, cool, collected and overly flirty or would he simply freeze and stutter?

Raph quickly surfed and found a gif of a cat nodding its head up and down vigorously. He was at a loss of words.

Cass: Lol, buckle up

Cass: image sent.

Raphael was struggling to breath. The girl whose image has been ingrained in his head just sent him the end all be all.

There she was, arms extended above her head, one leg slightly bent in front of the other, her back arched as her hands were braced above her head, clutching at smooth white walls. Her hair was strewn across her face, eyes closed, head back and lips parted. His hungry eyes traveled along her body, taking in every dip, curve and bevel of her body that was covered in red lace. His red. There was a gold chain, similar to the small one he wore, draped over her creamy thigh and hooked up at the hip. He was so enamored by the image before him that he jumped when his phone buzzed again. Another image was sent.

Raphael thought he had died and went to heaven. This was a close up of her breasts, a small gold heart dangled from the apex of her breasts but as he looked closer, he swore he saw the letter "R" smack dab in the middle of the golden heart causing his own heart to stop.

Raph: What does the "R" stand for

Cassidy was a little thrown as she was expecting another one syllable profanity but simply giggled and was happy that he noticed. Her heart was beating out of her chest but he was making her all hot and bothered. She wanted to be in front of him, wanted to tease and ease him with her love. She's never done this type of thing before, but she was loving every second of it. She loved the control that she had, the power of the effect she had on him. Made her feel like he'd worship her from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach as she pictured him, vulnerable but willing to give her control.

Cass: R stands for Rowdy Raven, name brand.

Raph: Oh

Cass decided to shoot her shot and take the risk.

Cass: I pretend that it stands for 'Raphael's.'

At that last text, she bit her lip, hoping that she had not taken it too far. She just couldn't help herself, he was to fucking adorable.

That's it, Raphael couldn't handle it, he needed to hear her voice. He dialed her number before pinching his phone between his ear and shoulder, his dominant hand broke past the barrier that his shorts created.

Ring, ring ri-

"Miss me that much Red…" She sounded different, her voice a lower octave, he felt as if her words were dripping over his body and sending shivers through his overactive nerves.

"Cass…baby," he held his breath as his hand made contact with his stimulated member, he swirled his palm over the head to collect the pre-cum that accumulated before twisting to meet the base of his member. A groan almost escaped but he was able to bite his tongue, stopping the impending sound that would truly give away his intentions.

"You alright Big Red?" Cassidy was positively melting at the sounds Raph was exhibiting from the other line. Raphael gripped his base and squeezed, he loved that nickname.

"Are ya…ya buyin' any of 'em?" He squeezed his eyes shut, envisioning her in all her lingerie covered glory. Picturing her standing before him, bent over as if she was innocently picking up something that fell. He bit his lip, holding back his groans. If he didn't know better he would've sworn that he had almost whimpered.

"Should I?" Her voice dripped like honey, he swore he could actually feel her fingers across the flesh of his biceps. His hand loosened as his pace picked up, trying to control his breathing so she didn't catch on. Unbeknownst to him, she had an inclination as to what he was doing, even if she wasn't completely positive but it would be the second time she witnessed his displays of passion. She could hear the hitches in his breathing and the small groans she knew he was doing his damndest to hold back.

"Uh, yes…"

"Which one?" He could hear the smirk in her voice and picture the ornery glint she'd have in her eye. She'd give him that look that seemed to dare him to make a move.

"All'em" He grunted at that, he adjusted his pressure and slowed his rhythm, he wanted to last longer, falling into her every word. The giggle she gave him made his toes tingle, he felt his left foot twitch, letting him know that he was getting close. He hated how turned on he was over a few pictures and her voice. She was his undoing and he wanted to be unwrapped.

"I don't know…maybe the dark green one - reminds me of you," she whispered, causing a shiver to run a tingle against the inner skin of his thighs.

"Woman," she giggled as she heard his growl, "why not the red?"

"You wear it better," he could hear the smirk in her voice, 'what was this woman doin' to him?

"Nah, you do,"

"Well…what about the black set?"

"Ya already own that," the words left his mouth before he could catch them. His eyes opened, and the line went quiet. Fuck.

"Bahahahaha!" Cassidy barked from the other line, Raphael blanched and immediately felt as if an ice bucket fell over him. Simultaneously losing interest in continuing his ministrations, yet his cock still stood at full attention. Even though she was nowhere in sight and he was alone in his room, he willed his stiff member to go limp to escape the emotional embarrassment he was feeling in that second.

"I knew I forgot something when I unpacked my bag! I just figured that April accidentally packed them. You've had it this entire time?"

"…uh…yeah, found 'em the otha' day when cleanin'," he made up, he'd never admit that he found them so quickly after she left or how long he's stared at them, memorized the feel of them in his calloused hands or how there was a small rip at the seam that attached the lace to the elastic band that would wrap around her waist.

"Raphael…have you done anything with them?" Damn her, her smirk and mirth coming through the phone.

"Whatcha' mean," he decided to play dumb, pull a Mikey and maybe it'd ebb her sultry, overconfident demeanor.

"Used them?"

"Too small to fit my ass,"

"Haha you know what I mean Raphael…I'd be lying if it hasn't crossed my mind…"

His golden-amber eyes went wide and his barely limp cock sprung back to full life. Keep it light…

"What me in your pants?" That should throw her off. All previous conversations like this always left her a blushing mess and he loved to rile her up.

"Mmmm, something like that," Oh fffuuuuuck. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. He's fucking dreamed about this. He was suddenly thankful to have the conversation over the phone because if she was within grabbing distance, he'd have zero control.

"Fuck, Cass…uh…I've neva'," He was done, he didn't know what to say. Sure he's watched porn, read dirty magazines and sex scenes in movies but actually doing it terrified him. His overactive brain would throw all possible scenarios at him of everything that could go wrong. What if he hurt her? What if she looked at him disgusted after seeing his dick? Would she laugh, scream, run away in terror? Would she suddenly realize that he is a massive, green, humanoid mutant turtle with ninja skills? Would their relationship (whatever this was) crumble after she truly saw him?

"Baby, it's okay…just— I wouldn't blame you if you were curious, I'm actually honored."

This girl was fucking crazy…and he wanted every bit of her crazy ass.

Knock knock knock

"Hey Cass, ya ready girl? We only got a few hours…" Raphael couldn't hear the rest of what April had said. He assumed Cassidy must have moved the phone away to talk to April and all he heard was light rustling.

Cassidy froze, forgetting that she was standing in the dressing room in the red lingerie to which her hand had unconsciously started rubbing against her wet core. Oh shit, if Raphael only knew what he did to her. Her eyes all but rolled back in her head as she envisioned him over her with those liquid amber eyes. She missed him, ugh, she was starting to hate spring because it forced her away from him. Even though staying away from the lair has helped her focus a little more on college and work, all she wanted was to see what he'd do if she showed up to the lair. What would he do? Would he ignore her and pummel his punching bag? Would he take her in the center of the den or would he simply turn her ass around and throw her out?

"Gotta go?" His voice slipped out her speakers and caused the butterflies in her stomach to come back to life.

"y—yeah," should she tell him… "I miss you Raph, like a lot."

"I miss ya too babydoll…just a few more weeks, we can do it"

"Do it?" She couldn't help herself, she didn't want to say goodbye just yet and he just made it too easy to mess with him.

"A'ight!" She could hear his eye roll.

"— talk later?"

" 'Course doll," after a few silent seconds, the dial beeped, she was gone.

"Fuck," he breathed as he laid completely down on then bench, one arm folding over his forehead while his other reluctantly continued to stroke his taut self into a dreamfilied completion.

"I don't know how you convinced me to come here," Cassidy groaned as she looked over at April who was giggling and falling into Casey while they stood at the bar. Tonight was a celebration with Casey's hockey team that just won the local tourney and were headed to the championship this upcoming weekend.

"Let loose Cass!" Casey all but yelled across the bar.

"You know she's not interested in Daniel so stop trying!" April was most definitely buzzed.

"Wha, why! Daniel is dope, he's a good guy and I've been told he's well suited if ya catch my drift!" Casey was also very buzzed as he all but ground against April. This wasn't Cassidy's scene, she wasn't a fan of being surrounded by strangers in large groups.

"Hey, I'm gonna get a Uber and head home —"

"AWW! NOOoooOOO! Casssieee," Cassidy hated that name. April knows why but due to her current state she didn't even realize she had said it. Cassidy rolled her eyes and gave April a squeeze on her arm.

"Love you," giving April a kiss on her cheek and then giving Casey an overprotective mother look.

"You better take care of her or I'll hurt you."

"She's safe with me babes!" Casey hollered as he grabbed ahold of April's hand as he was pulled into the overflowing crowd of boos and testosterone. Cassidy fought through the crowds until she finally met the cool breeze of the front door and stumbled out onto the sidewalk. She bent forward to catch her breath before righting herself and walking a little ways from the bar to escape the crowd that surrounded the entrance before calling an Uber.

What she didn't know was that someone had their eye on her since she left the bar. They followed her until she stopped at the corner and made their move when she was distracted by her phone.

"Cassidy Holloway,"

Cassidy's head whipped up at her name and she made eye contact with a very large man. He had a black cut off on, a dragon tattoo that wrapped around his large biceps, thick black hair tied into a half done man bun. He had a devilish smile on his face and she did not like it. She's seen that look before in men's eyes before and she'd be damned if she'd go through that shit again.

"And who the fuck are you." She glared at the overly large man that stood only about six feet from her. Her phone clutched in her hand.

"Yer a feisty one aren't ya. No wonder you and O'neil are friends." He stated bluntly with an ever growing smirk.

At the mention of April's name her heart sank. Could this be what the boys and April were worried about when they didn't want Cassidy in their lives all those months ago? She wasn't going to let this steroid filled leprechaun intimidate her. She squared her shoulders as she righted her stance. She was sure he wouldn't make a move with the streets so crowded. She moved to place her phone in her pocket, but not before triple clicking the lock button which was programmed to send a distress signal to Donnie. She wasn't sure if they'd come but she had to try.

"Who are you or are you too pumped up with steroids to answer simple questions?"

"Boss said I'd have fun with you." She wanted to puke, her heart fell to her belly as he took a step towards her and gripped her shoulder. She tried to duck out the way but he blocked her by having his other hand grip her bicep in a bruising grasp. His thumb found the weak spot between her muscles and pushed, causing angry tears to brim, she glared at him and spat in his face. At that, his grip tightened and twisted, causing her poor muscle to pull tight and sending a tingling feeling throughout her right arm. She was right arm dominant and now she was rendered helpless. She attempted to kick out of his grasp but he simply crushed her to her chest as if he was hugging her. She tried to scream but he smothered her farther into his large chest to where she could only hear the blood pumping through her veins. She was in fight or flight mode. She felt him shuffle them around before she felt words in her ear.

"If you scream I will kill you. We know you know of the turtles and we will use you to get to them." She felt her blood run cold. He shifted their position and a black vehicle pulled up and he forcefully pushed her into the backseat, climbing in after her. Her heart was pounding and she was looking for any exit, analyzing and committing everything to memory. She felt herself going numb but pushed through and lunged but she was suddenly punched and fell against the window. Cassidy groaned and spit at her attacker, a splatter of blood spit across his face as she tried not to choke on the copper taste. She felt the vehicle move and she tried to make a lunge for the door before she was pulled back and held down to the seats. The large man plunged his hands in her pockets, pushing up her shirt and checking over her entire form as she tried to push him off, yelling and screaming until a resounding slap settled into silence. Cassidy couldn't move as the man was crushing her body with his mass. He gripped her phone and crushed it in his hand as if it was nothing, and she felt her hope flicker in angst. His other hand stayed fastened over her mouth, muffling any screams she attempted. In that moment though, all she could think about was if Donnie got her signal.

"If you make another sound Pet, I will make it so you never speak again. Do you understand." It wasn't a question. She nodded as she glared at him, it was no use. There was no way she'd win and she could hardly breathe as his massive size dug into her ribs and minimized the ability for her diaphragm to expand. Her vision felt fuzzy as if she was about to lose consciousness. She tried to hold on but as he pressed into her harder, his smirk growing as if he was getting off on her losing control, she saw the flicker of bright headlights cast shadows across the ceiling of the truck. Before she knew it, the next thing she heard was the shifting of an engine and the deafening sound of glass shattering.

To Be Continued…