Warnings: YAOI, SEX AND BAD WORDS
Author's note: This had been beta-ed . Thank you my friend for helping me out. If you do see any mistakes, just tell me and I will fix it. I did this in a hurry so if it suck I'm sorry and feel free to hit me! Also TMNT is not mine!
Moaning loudly, The old rat used a bony hand to try to rub the agony inside his head. His head throbbed even harder when he did, and caused him to quickly pull away. He opened his eyed in the thankfully dark room, and he could feel a squishy pillow under his aching head. Just what is causing him this kind of torture, the last time he had something close to this was when he became a mutant rat. He tried to think back, even if it did caused his head hurt even more.
He had nice dinner with his sons, all four had look so happy, but not like Michelangelo and Leonardo were. After almost two years of being apart due to Leo's training. They were together again, and The old rat had be so over joy to see the shadows gone from those azure eyes. Raphael had told them that he met a girl and will bring her tomorrow. After Raphael told them about the girl, Donatello told them he had to take care of something. None of them saw Donnie for rest of the night.
After they all went to bed, the old rat had woke up with a nasty craving for green tea, and as he got to the kitchen...He saw something that nearly stopped his heart. Donatello, who nude as the he was born, bouncing up and down on Raphael's think rod, and head tossed back. The olive turtle gave a loud moan of pure ecstasy as Raph bit his neck, and the darker male grabbed his hips and started to slammed into him faster. Both of the young males curred passionately as they came.
The aged rat was in shock, in fact so much in shock he drop his beloved walking stick and passed out on to the hard. cold floor. The last thing he heard was Donnie "Father!" and "Well Fuck!" Raphael's yells. The last coherent thought that a shock Splinter had was "There go my hope for grandkids..."
Splinter closed his eyes with a grimace, there no more hope for his Raphael to find a wife and make him grandkids, not because he was sure Raphael was now gay but rather he know just how possessive his 'dear' Donatello was! He was so sure that Donnie was dating Leatherhead or, another male. Yet again, every girl that Raph would come home with him, would often call the next day to break up. And, by that pleased smirk on the olive turtle's face Master Splinter just knew that it was because of him.
He heard the door and saw a pair amber eyes look into the room, "Father, are you wake?". "Ahh, Raphael come in." Splinter murmured, he needed to have a talk with that boy. Raphael quickly walked in as he closed the door behind him, sending the room into darkness again. Raph clapped his hands once, and turn on a weak light from the lamp on the dark wooden nightstand next to the bed. "How are ya feelin' Father?" Raphael inquired as he moved to the bedside, setting down on his knee to get a better look at his Father. The aged rat reached out and graped Raph's whist, "Why?" he begged, "Why did you do that with Donatello?"
Raphael sighed, he knew this would come up, "Well...Ya know that girl I told you about?" at Splinter's nod,he went on" She not real I made her up just to make sure that it was Don that keep chasing away those girls I dated." the gray rat blinked. "I know that Donnie won't come to me, some bullshit... Sorry Father...About me having to go him not him going to me, methinks he got that from April. But, anyway I went to him and well...ya saw what happened." Raph muttered. Splinter slowly took it all in, "But, how..I mean..." "Just me say that his hands are good at a lot of thing other then fixing stuff...Father?!" Raph asked as he made sure his pass out Father was okay.
