Leo's pencil quietly scratched against the paper, the sound oddly loud in the warm midsummer sun. The windowsill in his room had become his favourite resting place; he had full view of the back yard and the forest outside. Casey would carry him over and wedge a pillow under his shell, and Leo would put on his headphones, settle in the golden glow or by the falling rain, and simply relax. His legs' healing process were agonisingly slow to the point of non-existant. Donnie had taken x-rays, the equipment helpfully supplied by Bernie, and he was currently waiting for results.
Donnie and Raph were sparing. Mikey sat in the tree above the swing, where April gently swayed and fanned herself with her tessan. Leo smiled and tilted his head, shaping out the slight kinks her hair band had left in her red locks on the paper. His sketchbook mostly consisted of studies of his family; Raph doing push ups, Donnie reading and Mikey smiling. He tried to capture as many moments of April being calm as he could, trying to the best of his ability to capture her natural beauty. He'd painted her once, and she'd been moved to tears by the way he portrayed her. He liked that.
A few pages were dedicated to Casey and his daily activities; his morning run and work out, working in the barn with Donnie, sitting and watching TV with an arm around Mikey. He tended to hide the ones he'd done while watching the human sleep. He thought perhaps that was a little creepy.
His music list had changed, taken a lighter tone, but still fairly sombre and calm. It befitted the current mood in the house. They hadn't exactly announced that they were together; as far as his brothers and April knew, Casey just fell asleep in his room because he was too lazy to go to his own in the middle of the night. They'd certainly noticed Leo's mood had brightened, and how Casey was constantly carrying the eldest turtle around the house and giving him his medicine. April gave off the impression that she was suspicious, but not at all upset about it.
They'd find out eventually.
Leo pondered that. He didn't doubt that Casey cared about him. He cared about Casey too. But when they returned to New York, to everything they ever wanted and worked for, what good would come of it? He couldn't imagine his Father becoming hostile towards Casey, but if it slipped out that he'd been in a relationship prior to this one... he didn't want to follow that train of thought.
The thought of Tiger Claw becoming jealous was both satisfying and terrifying.
"Honey, I'm home." Casey booted the door open, carrying a cardboard box in his arms and setting it on the bed. Leo smiled slightly, not taking his eyes off his drawing. The human wandered over and leaned on his shoulder, taking a peek. "Awesome," he murmured, lips resting on the terrapin's shoulder. "You got her chin just right."
"Thanks. What'd you get?" Casey snapped his fingers and walked back to the bed, unloading his haul onto the sheets. After the issue with the dream beavers, Bernie had finally straightened himself out and was reconnecting with old acquaintances and friends. Casey had even convinced him to call his ex-wife, see if she'd be willing to restart their relationship. Apparently, she'd never stopped waiting for him to call. As thanks, the old coot would bring supplies his friends requested back from the city whenever he visited her, including spicy gummy worms, as much tech and medicine as he could afford, and odd little toys he'd find in dollar stores that Casey and Raph tried their hardest not to get excited about.
"Comic books to keep Mikey quiet, some cans of Raph's energy drink, some super nice coffee as a surprise for Don, a new hair brush, scrunchies and... girly stuff for April, more pencils and paints for you and... these weird finger flashlight things Bernie added for no apparent reason." Casey pulled out a hand shaped piece of card with four tiny lights sealed in plastic. He peeled them out and pushed them onto his fingers, switching them on. Faint beams of coloured light flashed around the room. "Untz, untz, wub, untz!," he said quietly as he wiggled his fingers around, making a poor imitation of rave music with his mouth. Leo chuckled softly, settling further into the pillow and watching him from across the room.
"Didn't you get anything?," he asked.
"I think these are for me," Casey replied, looking back into the box incredulously. "Where do people get the idea that I'm so easily amused?" Leo smothered a giggle with his hand.
"After watching you play with tin foil for ten minutes the other day, I have a pretty good idea." His boyfriend grinned, then piled their loot back into the box and came to sit on the opposite end of the windowsill. He carefully lifted Leo's legs up to rest in his lap, massaging his left ankle with the hand that didn't have the cheap toys attached to it. The turtle sighed; the feeling in his limbs was starting to fade, which worried him more and more.
"Donnie get back to you with those x-rays?" He shook his head.
"I'm not sure I want to know anyway." Casey gave him a sympathetic look, gently squeezing his foot comfortingly. They sat together quietly, watching as Donnie and Mikey switched out to spar with Raph. Donnie crashed out on the swing bench with April, head lolling back and making the red head smile. "Maybe he doesn't want to know either."
"We'll figure something out," Casey assured him. "Even if it turns out for the worst, we'll make it work. I promise." The reptile nodded solemnly, sketch book forgotten about in his lap. The dark haired boy shifted a little then lifted his hand. "Thinks these babies will throw far enough to distract Mikey?"
"You can always try." Casey flicked the lights back on and pointed them down at the ground by Mikey's feet. As it turned out, they did indeed throw out enough light to catch his attention, and the youngest turtle's eyes suddenly widened and he began to dance around.
"I'm being abducted! Raph, save me! I don't want to be probed!" Cruel as it was, Leo and Casey began howling with laughter and cackles, watching Raph chase the youngster around to try and calm him down while Donnie watched in mild bewilderment.
April looked up to Leo's window and raised an eyebrow at the two laughing boys, then smiled and shook her head.
Taking the hint, Casey switched the lights off, and they descended into soft chuckles and giggles. Mikey was clinging to Raph for dear life, eyes darting around at the sky wildly as if expecting a UFO to appear.
"That was mean," Leo chortled into the back of his hand. Casey nodded and waved his arm.
"I know. But we're always mean to the lil' guy." They paused, watching as Raph softly petted the side of Mikey's head, hushing and whispering to him until their little brother finally settled down.
"Maybe I should draw him a picture. Like, a home made poster of Crognard the barbarian or something...," Leo suggested.
"He'd like that. He'd be over the moon, I bet." With that decided, Leo began constructing the poster in his head. He had some larger sheets of paper stashed away that Donnie usually used for blueprints.
"I'll draw something for you too," he said, looking over at his partner. Casey dragged his eyes away from his hundred mile stare and looked him in the eye, blinking slowly. "A superhero poster maybe?"
"I always kinda wanted a Watchmen poster, but I could never find a decent one." Leo nodded and once again began planning, when Casey reached out and tangled their fingers together. He looked down at their contrasting hands, fascinated by how small his paws made Casey's large hands look. He looked him in the eye, finding a warm but dazed stare waiting for him.
"Penny for your thoughts?," he asked quietly, rubbing a thumb over Casey's knuckles.
"Then I'd be a rich man." Leo tilted his head, grinning. Casey smirked. "I've been thinking... kinda against my will, actually."
"Oh?"
"About you." The human looked down at their hands. "Kinda why I've been spending ages in the shower everyday."
"... Oh." Realisation struck him like a pile of bricks. "Oh! You were..."
"Jerking off, yeah." Leo's face heated up, but Casey looked down at their hands. "Won't lie, sometimes it's Don, but it's mostly you."
"I see..." Leo's eyes darted away for a minute, then back again. "Well I can kind of sympathise, I mean... I-I don't usually get fantasies like that, but... I-I think about you a lot."
"And Tiger Claw?"
He hung his head guiltily.
"I'm not saying that I want sex right now. You don't have to have sex with me at all. I don't really know how comfortable you are with this relationship, so you might not even want to take it that far. But in case you've been going as stir crazy as me, or if you're even just curious, the offer's on the table. Just saying." Leo blinked a couple of times, rebooting his brain. "You're so cute when you blush."
He squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head, then cracked one open to peer up at Casey. "I... I'd like that," he admitted quietly. "I... I've actually... um..."
"If you're just saying that because I mentioned it, you don't have to-"
"N-no, I... I've actually..." He went quiet a minute, steeling himself. "I've actually missed sex quite a lot." Casey was silent, so he went on. "It was always kind of... hot and crazy with Tiger Claw, but it was still good. He made sure I enjoyed it as much as he did. And I have to admit that I really do love sex..."
"How often did he screw you?" There was an edge of bitterness, but he could've been hearing things, it could have been his brain playing tricks on him; because that's what he expected to hear.
"On average, about... twice a week," he replied, not quite looking at him. "When we did wide spread patrols and we split up..."
"He could have followed you back to the lair."
"But he wouldn't have. He swore to me he wouldn't. He keeps his promises." Casey closed his eyes, mulling over that in his mind. "How many times did you and April sleep together?"
"Six times. First two were all clumsy and awkward, coz she'd never done it before. I didn't wanna hurt her, so I was careful." Leo nodded, noting how Casey had yet to let go of his hand. "How careful would I have to be with you?"
"Not very. I'm used to it." Casey leaned his head up, eyes opening. His pupils were dilated.
"How many positions did you try?"
"A lot," he mumbled. "He liked the ones with me on my front, but I kinda liked being on my back. I could see better."
"In my head," Casey said quietly, voice lower than normal. "In the shower, I like to think about you on your back. Sometimes you're on top of me. Riding me." Leo's eyes widened, a knot beginning to form in his gut. "Sometimes you're on your hands and knees." He wriggled, rubbing his thighs together as best he could in his current condition, cheeks heating up.
"I... I..." He blinked rapidly, trying to put his mind into order, but nothing pieced together properly. He stuttered and stumbled, and Casey just stared at him.
"Sometimes I'm on mine."
Leo grabbed the front of his shirt and hauled him towards him, mashing their lips together messily, teeth bumping against each other but neither caring. Casey pressed his hands up against the window frame behind Leo's head for stability, moving their mouths together. One hand moved to hold the turtle's chin, but they both paused and chuckled breathily when the tiny flash lights bumped against a green cheek. Leo took his hand, pulling off the cheap toys and hiding them under his pillow, then leant his head back up to start up the kissing again. A thumb is stroked his face, then Casey carefully stepped off the sill, not breaking lip contact, and pulled Leo around to face him. He helped hook the turtle's legs around his hips, and the eldest mutant turtle curled his arms around Casey's shoulders, and he was lifted up seemingly effortlessly.
Casey laid Leo flat on his shell on the bed, clambering around to loom over and stoop back down to kiss him. Leo massaged the human's shoulders, letting quiet moans hum between their lips. A soft smack of them parting and heavy breathing filled the room, and all they did was stare at one another for a few minutes.
Leo's eyes were fuzzy, but he struggled to clear them. He watched Casey's Adam's apple move as he gulp, dark eyes boring into him, and it clicked that he was waiting for consent or decline. Leonardo hesitated, a million things running through his head but not a single one making sense, but he shook it off and reached up, sliding a hand under his boyfriend's shirt. "Get this off." Casey obliged, straightening up and pulling his ripped hoodie and long sleeved shirt off over his head, bandanna loosening and slipping over his nose. They laughed, and Leo reached up and pulled it off, knot falling apart easily. The turtle tied the bandanna around his own neck, then dropped his head on the cushion and let his hands sit on his stomach, looking up at Casey with a smile. The human's shoulders relaxed, hair falling about messily. Leo couldn't decide if it needed to be cut or if he wanted it to stay that way. He bent down to kiss him again, gently nipping at his lower lip. Leo lifted his arms above his head to grasp the head board, feeling a human hand rubbing down his inner thigh.
The boy pulled away, attaching his mouth to Leo's neck instead, sucking hard enough to leave a dark red mark. He was distantly aware his legs were being lifted and spread, but only because he felt his hips move. He looked down, watching Casey's tongue slide over the edge of his plastron, eliciting a bubble of giggles from the ninja. "Ticklish?," Casey breathed against his neck, grinning up at him.
"A bit," he murmured, a softer smile on his face. Casey's smile widened a little, then he kissed his way back up to Leo's mouth.
"So, can I...?" Now Leo grinned, wide and bright, bumping and nuzzling his snout against Casey's nose.
"Yeah, you can." Warmth spread through his chest and his tummy flip-flopped at how cautious his partner was being. Somehow, being treated as though he were delicate and precious by someone as rowdy and violent as Casey was charming. It made a nice change.
Casey unzipped his pants, and Leo tilted his head to get a better look. He hadn't expected anything as huge as what Tiger Claw was packing, but was pleasantly surprised by Casey's package. It was larger and longer than his own, standing partially erect. The reptile paused for a moment, then reached down and took it in his hand. Casey gasped, shoulders twitching in surprise. Leo carefully stroked and rubbed Casey's dick, starting from the base and working his way up. The human hunched over him, squeezing his eyes shut and biting his lip, trying hard not to moan too loudly. One of his hands found Leo's free paw, and locked their fingers together tightly. Leonardo watched intently, as Casey's limbs began to tremble and he rested his forehead against his. His panting got progressively heavier, making strangled moans and grunts, his other hand clawing at the mattress by Leo's shoulder.
"Shit, I'm gonna...," he gasped, voice getting lost in his breaths. So Leo stopped. Casey opened his eyes, staring hazily with bated breaths and beads of sweat rolling off his brow and muscles. Leonardo's breath was more shallow, occasionally blinking dizzily.
"Utsukushī...," he whispered. Casey didn't know what that meant, brow furrowing in confusion, but decided it must have meant something good as Leo pulled him down for another kiss.
He slid one hand under Leo's right thigh, lifting the knee up carefully. No protest was made, so he shifted about so his knees cushioned the turtle's fragile legs. He pressed the head of his member against Leo's entrance, pausing to look down at him. Leo smiled dazedly and glanced down. Their hands were still entwined.
Casey pushed, and Leo's back tensed as he was breached for the first time in seven months. That thought hovered in the back of his mind as Casey paused, letting him adjust, then vanished when he finally pushed the rest of the way in. Leo slapped a hand over his mouth, only just managing to mute the cry he made before it got too loud. The human grunted, forcing himself to be quiet, watching his partner writhe enticingly on the bed. Leo cracked one eye open, squinting up at him expectantly, so Casey slowly began to move.
Leo's hand slid away, allowing himself tiny moans and groans. Casey was gentle, tender. He didn't let go of his hand, or break eye contact, thrusting slowly in and out. Even the first time Claw had rutted him, it had been mad and hard, pounding him into a tree trunk until he screamed and drooled and begged for more. But the human wasn't in any rush, no need for passionate fucking at this moment in time. He just wanted to make Leo feel good. As if to emphasise that, Casey lifted their hands to his lips, kissing Leo's knuckles. Leonardo watched him, feeling everything. Casey gave him time to appreciate every feeling and jolt, never speeding up or intensifying.
Leo smiled with a deep sigh.
"Kimochīi." Casey tilted his head and raised an eyebrow.
"Do you come with subtitles?," he joked softly, making Leo giggle. "Never mind, it's kinda cute. Good thing I watch a lot of subbed hentai."
"Anata wa hentai, koishii," the turtle snickered, poking out his tongue a little.
"Okay, didn't catch that one." Leo's shoulders bunched up and he squeezed his eyes shut, turning his cheek into the pillow and making an adorable squeak. Casey's eyes widened, and he leaned down to see his expression closer.
"M-muzukashiku...," he gasped, and Casey's brow furrowed, struggling to translate in his head. "Watashi wa sore o ushinau tsumori kudasai..." Still at a loss, Casey grit his teeth and hoped for the best, thrusting his hips forward sharply. Leo's eyes snapped open wide and his mouth fell open to howl, but managed to catch himself with his hand again, jolting as he orgasmed. His cum splashed Casey's stomach and up his own plastron, making the human smile warmly. He thrusted a few more times, and then Leo writhed again as his boyfriend came inside of him with a low, growling moan.
Casey pulled out, pushing up onto all fours to look down at the reptile. He was panting and moaning, wriggling pleasantly, eyes rolling around the room as if he wasn't sure where to look. His face was flushed, spots of semen that had managed to splatter high enough reaching his cheeks. "Mitsumete teishi shi, baka..." He grinned and laughed, wiping away the white splats.
"I'll work on my Japanese so I can understand what you're talking about..." Leo swallowed and wetted his lips, concentrating on steadying his breathing. "Would you teach me?"
"Anata ni nihongo o oshieru?," Leo mumbled. "Watashi wa kanōsei ga aru to..." Casey's brow furrowed, but he was still smiling. Reaching over to the side table, he grabbed a few tissues and started wiping both of them down, screwing them up and throwing them in the trash. He zipped himself up, but didn't bother with his shirt, and settled down on his side against Leo. The ninja lay still, staring at the ceiling thoughtfully. Casey watched his twinkly blue eyes move around, looking at nothing in particular.
"Didn't realise it got dark..."
"Kore wa, subete no ato, aki ni chikaku natte kita..."
"Uh huh, whatever you say, babe." Leonardo sighed irritably, but rolled over and curled against Casey's chest. His boyfriend curled his arms around him warmly, kissing the top of his head. "You gonna wear my bandanna all night?"
"Hai."
"Alrighty then."
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Whoops, I wrote a porno.
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Leo translations, supplied by google translate (forgive any mistakes);
Utsukushi
"Beautiful"
Kimochīi
"It feels good"
Anata wa hentai, koishii
"You're a pervert, honey"
Mitsumete teishi shi, baka...
"Stop staring, idiot..."
Watashi wa sore o ushinau tsumori kudasai...
"Please, I'm going to lose it..."
Muzukashiku
"Harder"
Anata ni nihongo o oshieru?
"Teach you Japanese?"
Watashi wa kanōsei ga aru to...
"I suppose I could..."
Kore wa, subete no ato, aki ni chikaku natte kita...
"It's getting close to autumn, after all..."