April felt like she was on cloud nine - she'd never experienced anything this incredibly in all her life. She felt like she was flying, like she was dancing on the waves, like she had uncovered paradise itself. Many other overused clichés could be brought forth to describe how April felt when Karai massaged her most sensitive area, varying speed, rhythm and pressure as she did.
April writhed on the dojo floor, her head tossing and turning from side to side as her colourful mind tried to comprehend the pleasure she was feeling. Moans escaped from her lips like smoke from a cigarette, endless and uncontrollable every time Karai even slightly shifted get movement, and even when she didn't.
Karai captured one of April's moans in a kiss, taking her breath away.
April reciprocated hungrily, desperately, knowing nothing in the world but her and Karai, and the kiss they were sharing.
Suddenly, Karai took her hand away.
Through ragged breaths, April managed to ask, "Why'd... you stop?"
Her vision was blurry, but April could just make out an evil, sadistic smile on Karai's face. She wasn't prepared for what happened next.
April practically screamed when Karai entered her. Her eyes rolled back in her head, her hands clawing desperately at the floor around her.
This was a whole new intense feeling; April couldn't imagine it being anymore powerful, and yet here she was, unable to remember her own name, writhing and moaning underneath Karai. She couldn't comprehend much of anything, but it felt like Karai had physically reached deep inside of her and was clutching her heart.
Time lost all meaning - she could have been lost there for minutes, hours or days.
It felt so good. TOO good. April's mouth felt dry, her head was spinning, and she felt as if any moment she was going to sip under as her mind tried to comprehend all these feelings and pleasures at once. Before long, it'd gotten to the stage where she was so overcome with pleasure that it exhausted her to her very core, and her head lulled back onto the dojo floor underneath her, just as her body went limp.
Seeing this as a sign, Karai slowed down, before withdrawing herself altogether from April. The redhead whined at the sudden emptiness, feeling hollow without Karai inside of her.
Soon after, April began shaking; Karai laid down next to her, wrapped an arm around her and began gently stroking her hair. "It's okay, I'm right here…"
April snuggled herself tightly into Karai's embrace in the same way a child holds onto a beloved blanket through a frightening storm. She was so exhausted that she didn't even realise she was drifting asleep until Karai gently roused her.
"You can't sleep here, Princess," Karai's breath was warm on April's cheek.
April only mumbled in return.
"Can you stand?"
Stand? April had never been so tired in all her life - the act of blinking would be a challenge.
The shake of April's head was almost imperceptible, but Karai caught it.
Being as tired as she was, April couldn't even muster an audible protest when Karai uncurled herself from the redhead and slipped backwards. Then, suddenly, she felt herself being lifted up, followed by slow and steady movement.
It appears Karai was carrying her to her bedroom. April didn't mind - she just wanted to sleep, she didn't care if it was curled up in her bed or on the floor of the dojo.
Once carefully maneuvering through the doorway, Karai gentle places April down on her mattress and tucked the girl up in the duvet. She then placed the clothes she'd scooped p from the dojo and placed them over April's chair, putting back on what was hers before she made to exit the bedroom.
"Don't go," April called out, meekly, her eyes fighting to stay open but failing miserably.
With a warm smile, Karai turned back around and snuggled up in the bed next to April, her arms wrapping around the younger girl like a protective blanket. "I'm not going anywhere, Princess…"
It was only when Karai heard rumblings in the living room did she blink the sleep from her eyes and register the time on the neon wall clock.
5:19.
Inwardly, she cursed - she didn't mean to fall asleep at all, let alone for that long. The guys must have just returned from patrol…
Silently and carefully she extracated herself from April's arms and off the bed, thankfully not waking the redhead. The way she was heavily breathing, it seemed like April would sleep through an earthquake.
Straightening herself out and fixing her hair as best she could, Karai quietly exited the living room.
"Hey Karai," Donnie greeted casually, until his brows crinkled and he asked, "Is April okay? She's usually still up to meet us at this time."
"Her stomach was playing up," Karai lied. "Must have been a bad gyoza or something."
Instantly, Donnie's face fell. "Oh gosh, has she been sick? Maybe I should go and check her temperature. She might-"
"Relax, D," Karai cut in with a reassuring smile. "She's alright. I made sure of it. Right now, she's sleeping it off."
Donnie tried to manage a smile in return, but it came out sorrowful. He really does care so much for her, Karai inwardly noted, and the feeling warmed her heart.
"I appreciate you taking care of her." Donnie thanked.
"No big. I'm gonna go and get some rest myself now though."
After saying goodnight - or good morning, to be more accurate - to the rest of the guys, Karai retreated to her own makeshift bedroom, hoping that April would still be asleep when she woke up, so that Karai could intercept her and inform her of the cover story.
When April awoke the next morning, it took a long moment for memories of the night before to come back it her, yet it was still all of a hazy blur. She saw her clothes heaped over the desk chair, noting she wasn't even wearing pyjamas.
Her back was stiff, her arms and legs aching, and a few places on her neck seemed incredibly tender. One look in the mirror explained why. She had bruises on her elbows, and dark purple blotches on her neck with teeth imprints still visible if you looked closely enough.
April sighed. So it wasn't all a dream…
Then, it hit her. How was she supposed to face Karai now? They weren't exactly on the most comfortable terms for a long while, and when they'd finally become 'friends', had they just ruined everything in one night?
No, April assured herself. This… whatever this is, has been going on for weeks, and we were still alright
Yes, but you hadn't done THAT before, another voice in her head countered.
With a huff, April began to dress herself, pulling out a scarf from her bottom drawer.
Another question plagued her mind. Does Karai think we're an item now?
Having never been intimate with someone before, April didn't exactly know what the score was, but she'd always assumed that sex was something couples did. One thing April did know, was that she didn't want to be in a relationship with Karai. Not just because she was a girl and all that entailed - after last night, April really had no claim to hetrosexuality anymore - but because she just didn't have feelings for the older girl. However, she had absolutely no idea where Karai stood on that front. Was it all just fun for her, or does she want something more?
One way or another, April knew as soon as she left the sanctuary of her bedroom, she'd find out.
From the sounds of it, the guys were in the dojo training, and April hoped Karai was in there with them so that she could rehearse what she was going to say for a while.
After dressing herself and fixing her hair, April tentatively stepped out into the living room.
Thoughts of holding off the conversation were shattered as she saw Karai in the kitchen putting something back in the fridge.
Turning around at the sound, Karai caught April's eye, but crossed the living room instead of calling out to her.
"Hey. How are you feeling today?" Karai asked in a hushed tone. The guys were in the dojo, but sound travels throughout the lair.
April let out a shaky breath. "I'm good. It's all… kinda still sinking in, y'know?"
Karai chuckled. "Yeah, I know. But no regrets?"
"No… no regrets…"
There was something that caught in April's voice, and Karai latched onto it immediately. With concern evident in her tone, she asked, "April, is something wrong?"
April hesitated. Yes, there was something wrong, but she didn't know how to say it. Not eloquently, anyhow.
"I just… I don't… think we'd work… together…" April stammered with a wince, struggling to find the right words, the right intonation, to get Karai to understand without hurting her feelings.
When Karai burst into laughter, her worry was transformed into confusion. "Oh Princess, you're adorable."
April's brow crinkled. "What?"
Calming herself, Karai explained, "Is that what the serious pouty face is all about? Red, I never thought this was gonna make us a 'thing'. I mean, can you see me on dinner dates, buying flowers, long walks on the beach…?"
This time, it was April's turn to laugh at the mental image Karai brought forth.
With a sweet smile, Karai continued, "Red, I like you, but as a friend. But I thought there was mutual attraction going on, so I thought this could just be a bit of fun. No strings."
With a relieved sigh, April returned the smile, but then it contorted into something a little more devilish. "Well, it WAS fun..."
Karai flashed a grin. She leaned in closer to April. "Oh was it now?"
April didn't back down and leaned in too with a challenging smirk. "Oh it was."
The two were about to touch lips when April noticed a figure emerge out of the corner of her eye. Quickly, she shot up from the couch and strolled past Karai, up to Donatello, appearing as nonchalant as possible. "Hey Donnie. How's training going?"
"Not bad," Donnie took a juice from the fridge, offering April one, but she politely declined. "How are you feeling now? Is your stomach any easier?"
A quick glance at Karai and April instantly understood. They hadn't the chance to discuss it, but it was unspoken agreement. This is our little secret.
"It's better than it was, thanks. I'll think I'll sit out training today though."
Warmly, Donnie smiled. "Good idea. Let me know if there's anything you need, anything at all."
April felt bad for deceiving him, but knew this white lie was for the best. "Thanks, D."
With the juice in hand, Donnie returned to the dojo, where the sounds of Mikey and Raph's kerfuffle had doubled in his absence.
Watching him go, April didn't notice Karai sneak up behind her. The older kunoichi snaked one hand around April's waist and whispered lowly in her ear, "Let's train again soon..."
April shuddered, leaning back into Karai's body, before the older girl released her and strode into the dojo, flashing a sadistic smile over her shoulder as she went.
Numbly, April watched her go.
She couldn't wait for their next training session.