I was actually nervous. Very nervous. It was our first anniversary, and this time I wanted to surprise him. And to do that I went way out of my comfort zone. Considering that I wasn't even sure if it would be well received
If you know me, then you know I'm really not much of a girly girl. T-shirts and jeans, sweats or pajama pants are my clothing of choice around the house. I don't own heels, hardly any makeup and even less jewelry. It's just impractical to me and I never set any real worth on those kind of things. But I do have that one skimpy blue silk night shirt...but it really wasn't anything fancy. Because it's literally just an oversized t-shirt...but in silk. Leo loves it though.
Well...I went and bought another one that was a bit more...special. And I was now wearing it as I nervously lit some scented candles around the bedroom. Lavender of course, with a few eucalyptus ones to give it a peculiar mix of scents. Both of our favorites combining into an unusual fragrance, kind of the way we combined into an unusual union. I smiled at that thought as I placed the last candle down. I even had a bottle of wine, which was really out of character for me.
It was literally just a few minutes into our anniversary, and he wasn't home. It had been my turn to stay behind with Caitlin to help with the kids as he and the others went out on patrol. I used that to my advantage and set up just as soon as the kids were all asleep. I knew those sneaky turtles would more than likely come up with something later on for us, but I wanted to do something for him before he even got the chance. I was way overdue in my honest opinion. So I bought this new nightgown weeks ago when I saw it, and the plan formed then already for this. Trying to keep it hidden from him was a decent challenge, but he respected that privacy in my head and stayed out of it. All he did do was give me that knowing half smile with raised eyeridge when he figured out there was an area blocked from him. He figured out Christmases ago on why I did it. Not to mention he did too.
Now I was a nervous wreck as I stood there, looking out the window and waiting. I felt very self conscious in my new nightdress. It was long, reached all the way to my ankles, blue with black lace trim and spaghetti straps. Not really that bad, unless you took in the fact that it hugged my body, was almost see through and had a very long slit running up one side, almost to the hip. It was something I wasn't used to wearing and it was made purely for seduction. I added to that by piling my hair into a soft bun, leaving just a few strands framing my face. Overall, as stated before, way out of my comfort zone, but he was worth the discomfort.
Didn't have to wait long and his presence was felt before he even showed up and I turned nervously to the door. Was actually wringing my hands a little by the time the knob started to turn.
Leo found me as soon as the door opened and his eyes grew wide once he fully took everything in. "Happy anniversary." I told him quietly as I held out a slightly shaking glass to him. I was about to down mine. My anxiety really wasn't subsiding as he stood there, the shock clearly on his face. After a few moments of him gawking at me, he turned and quietly closed the door.
Then the glass almost fell from my hand but it really wasn't my fault. He was suddenly against me as his arms circled hungrily around my waist and he pulled me close for a hard kiss. What shocked me was the low growl that came with it. Somehow the ignored wineglass found it's way to the low bookshelf under my window without spilling as he kept kissing me, his hand now behind my head pushing me to his eager mouth.
Leo finally pulled back for air, his eyes hungry as he looked me over again. He was actually breathing harder as his eyes slowly wandered over me. "Do you have any idea what you are doing to me right now..." His voice came out in a strained whisper.
"You like it?" I asked, a bit embarrassed actually.
My answer was his swords dropping carelessly to the floor. I blinked a little at that. He was usually so careful with them... Couldn't ponder it too much after that because he came back in again, his mouth dominating mine even as he removed anything on him that was in the way of his obvious intention. Was raining all kinds of Leo crap there for a little bit.
Then his hands went back to my body. They ran over the smooth fabric even as his mouth kissed my jawline, nibbled my ear. Possessive growls were coming out of his throat as he pushed me back against the bookshelf. I hit hard enough to shake the thing and the wine bottle almost tumbled to the floor along with both glasses.
I was shocked a bit at his abruptness, but returned his affections just as passionately. By now one of the straps had fallen down over my shoulder and my hair wasn't as pretty as it had been, a few more stands had come loose by that point. Leo noticed and it seemed to strike him again as his breath came in a sharp hiss of arousal.
"Dear one...just when I thought I couldn't want you anymore than I already do..." His hands softly glided over my body, obviously enjoying the feel of the material. And feeling his hands glide over it actually made me shudder with pleasure. "You do something like this..."
"I...wasn't sure you'd...like it..." I admitted to him. "It's not my style really..."
"Let me show you what I see..." He whispered in my ear as then he began to bite my neck. Not nibble...actually bite...
His mind opened up to me and what he saw wasn't a slightly nervous me feeling uncomfortable in something I wasn't used to wearing. He saw someone who had went out of her way to light numerous candles, someone who went and bought wine when she really didn't drink much. An individual who had carefully and thoughtfully put it all together. And he saw a woman who was wearing something so revealing, yet covered just enough to where the mere sight of her sent his need flaring. He saw Vicky dressed for him, waiting for him and ready to love him. He saw his beautiful wife, and he was overcome with desire for her. My eyes grew a bit wider as I realised how hard I actually hit him with this simple little gesture. I thought he was being a bit more rougher than usual, but he was actually holding back. And he was rapidly losing that fight. Ooooooh boy... I was fucked, both figuratively and here in a short bit literally.
As if to verify my findings, his hand slid into the side slit of my gown and hooked a finger into my underwear...and smoothly ripped them off with another growl. "Hey...I just bought those..."
"You can buy more." His rough voice replied. "They were in my way and they had to go." He growled again as he threw them over his shoulder.
That hand came right back in and zeroed right in on those soft folds he just freed. His finger pushed against me so hard I threw my head back with a low cry of pleasure. Then that hungry finger slid back and found that I was already rapidly growing wet down there.
Another approving growl slipped out of his throat before he picked me up and carried me to the bed. He laid down next to me, propping himself up on one elbow before his head came down and set my skin on fire where he began to nibble on my shoulder where the strap had slipped down, even as his hand kept working on me.
I couldn't think straight. I wasn't used to this from him, not used to it at all. But I was enjoying this. Desire and lust was coming strongly from him now. For me. Apparently my nervousness was fully unwarranted. If anything, my get up was having the complete opposite effect of what I was thinking. Who knew that a simple change of attire, some candles and an untasted bottle of wine could have this effect on the normally calm turtle? I sure as hell didn't. This was a whole new side of him I never really saw in him before.
Even in his frenzied state, he carefully took the time to pull the gown up carefully over my hips. Then he spread my thighs and lowered himself over me. He was already out, I could feel his hot, hard flesh against my thigh. By now I was as worked up as he was, practically panting as I waited and ached for him.
"Take me..." I whispered out to him, my groin pushing against him.
"I intend too." He replied, then thrust into me.
He went in deep and hard and my eyes widened as he pushed as far in as he could. Far enough to where his plastron easily hit my clit, sending a double shock through my system. Never, I mean never, had he plunged in like that. Not even the night we restored the bond. I arched under him even as he did it again, just as hard. And kept doing it. Each push thrust his plastron against that sensitive spot even as he went in far enough to border on pain. The pleasure more than outweighed it.
My body was out of my control now. What he was doing washed all thought from me. Even as I opened up to him, all I could do was send him the feelings he was causing inside of me, which drove him on even more. I couldn't even send him an I love you as I squirmed under him. I tried to bring my arms around him, and he pinned them down to the bed even as he went in another time. Being pinned under him like that just added to my own desire. Something about not being able to put my hands on him only made the only part I could feel even more intense.
What little composure I had was quickly being lost as I eventually felt it start to build. I knew it was coming and my cries begged for it. The almost wild look in his eyes focused on mine as he felt it too and pushed me even harder to it, or I was just so close by that point that everything was hypersensitive. Take your pick on those theories...because I sure as hell couldn't rationalize what was happening anymore. All I knew was that he was pounding me, I was loving it, and I was about to explode from it inside.
His own was building by this point and the growl he let out was one of frustration that he was so close. Then he rammed into me again and I spasmed so hard that I actually managed to lift my arms up a bit before he slammed them back down in his own release fueled tension. He pushed us both as far as we could go, he filled me as I lay under him sweating and trying to focus again...and he didn't quit.
Even as I was coming down from that high we had just both shared, he kept on. Not even a hint of him lagging after his orgasm could be detected. The only difference was he let my arms go and lowered his upper body closer to me before slid his forearm under me to bring his hand under my head, then his mouth came in a still hungry kiss. Trapped between his lips and his hand, I returned it. His tongue was just as demanding as his thrusts were as it dominated mine.
I wasn't sure how much more of this I could take. My body was by now covered in sweat, making this new gown cling even more to my body. What little bit it still covered anyway. By now both straps had slipped down far enough to where there really wasn't anything left hidden from him. He took advantage of that to bring his free hand in and claim my breast even as he still claimed my mouth.
He was everywhere it seemed. He was in my body, in my head, on me, kissing me and now his hand squeezed my breast, his thumb and finger pressing hard onto that stiff nub even as his pelvis moved against me again. My senses were all overwhelmed by nothing but Leo. I could feel him, smell him, taste him. If he was driving me wild before, I had no idea how to describe it now. Then he did something he has very rarely done. His head pulled back from my lips and he brought his face close to me and rubbed his cheeks against mine. Marking me as his even as he began to growl again with the need for release. But he was holding back. I could feel that even as he brought his head close to mine. He was waiting for me.
I wasn't quite as ready yet, but he was hitting me hard enough that I wasn't very far off anymore. Again and again his plastron rubbed against me as his member refused to give me peace until I let go.
And he flooded my mind. This time with love more than the more primal feelings from earlier though they were still there. I turned my head to his and met those intense blue eyes as they watched me. Lost in those eyes, my body finally responded and a massive wave hit me. So intense I saw spots in front of my eyes as my mouth opened into a silent scream. A scream that was choked off by the immense feeling. I couldn't breathe as my body shook relentlessly.
He came just as hard, filling me to the point he overflowed inside of me this time. The loud groan that came from him was almost lost as his feelings exploded in my head and mine in his. Our minds clashing and holding onto each other as we rode the waves of this strong current.
I couldn't take it anymore. The sheer intensity of what we just did combined with how hard my orgasm hit the second time pushed me over the edge. "Leo! I love you!" I somehow forced out before another, black, wave hit me and I went limp in his arms, oblivious to everything.
I don't know how long I was out before I started to come around again. Only because I heard him calling me. When my eyes slowly opened he was hovering over me, concern now in his tired eyes as his hand stroked my now very messy hair. It turned quickly to relief when I started to focus in on him. "Happy anniversary..." I mumbled, just because I still couldn't get shit to work right at the moment. Everything felt like jelly. "I guess you liked the present."
"Dear one...I am so sorry..." His hand brushed my cheek. "I-I...just couldn't... Seeing you in that... I... Damn you looked so sexy." He finally spat out.
"That was the whole idea." I told him as I sat up in the still candle lit room. "Wasn't quite expecting that though." I smiled at him. "I guess that's what I get for getting brave."
"Did I hurt you?" He asked as he pulled me into his arms.
"Hurt me? No. Shocked the hell out of me and gave me the ride of my life? Yes sir you did." I looked into his still worried eyes then. "And, this may surprise you...but I liked it."
"That much I could tell." He almost purred as his eyes took on a softer tone, that amused half smile on his lips now. "Happy anniversary, and yes...I did like the present. Thank you." His fingers ran over the silk gown that was now wrapped around my waist. "But I will warn you...wear that again at your own risk."
"I think I will wear it again." I smiled archly at him. "But only for special occasions. Not sure I can handle that reaction all of the time." I carefully pulled off the sweat soaked gown and tossed it into the hamper in the corner. "But it needs a good cleaning first now."
His soft laughter filled my otherwise quiet bedroom before he got up and went to the bookshelf. He retrieved the earlier forgotten glasses and brought them over and handed me one before he rejoined me on the bed. His eyes watched me over the rim of the glass as he took a sip. "I have to admit...I'm curious on what made you think of this."
I just shrugged. "Honestly...I wanted to surprise you with something for once. You surprised me with the wedding, and I wanted to make our first anniversary just as memorable." I looked embarrassed into my own glass I had cupped between my own hands. "Got more than I bargained for on that one though. Raging, lust filled Ninja Turtle was almost more than I could handle." I took my own sip. Gulp actually. I was nervous again for some reason.
"What's wrong?" He calmly asked.
"I'm just not...used to doing something like that." I admitted to him as I met his eyes. Then finished off the glass to his amused expression. "You have no idea how long it took me to build the courage to do that."
He calmly got up again and got the bottle and refilled my glass for me. After he placed it on the nightstand he settled down next to me close enough to where I could lean against him. "If it makes you feel better...I'm not used to losing myself like that." He told me softly. "But dear one...I love you all the more for what you did tonight."
"Just because I bought something new to wear that really got your attention?"
He chuckled. "No love. Because you put your own discomfort aside to show how much you care. Not many do that, and to me that was very special."
"Well... You are special to me Leo." I looked up at him. "You always will be."
Our eyes held for a moment at that, then the glass was taken from my hand and joined the bottle along with his. Then his lips met mine in a soft kiss and I melted against him. That time the pace was gentler, more like he usually is. That time after our climax, that was nothing compared to the earlier one, we both settled down. We really didn't have a choice in the matter really. Our bodies just couldn't keep up anymore, for right now anyway. I was sure there would be more to come later on. It was our anniversary after all. But I wasn't going to wear that nightgown anytime soon. I was sure if I did it would be the death of me. But it sure would be one hell of a way to go though...