Title: "On the Roof"
Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: R due to sexual content
Summary: It's a hot day for the boys that's about to get even hotter.
Warnings: Drabble, Slash, Established Pairing
Word Count: 400
Date Written: 12 February, 2012
Challenge: For a SlashtheDrabble LJ comm's weekly challenge
Disclaimer: Raphael, Casey Jones, all other characters mentioned within, and The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles are ﾩ & TM their rightful owners, none of whom are the author. Everything else is ﾩ & TM the author. The author makes absolutely no profit off of this work of fan fiction, and no copyright infringement is intended.
"Tell me you didn't pay full price for that thing," Raphael groused, glaring at Casey's weapon which he was now kissing after knocking a Foot ninja clean off the building.
"What, this?" Casey asked, twirling the silver club around in the air. "This golf club that just saved your shell again?"
Raphael snorted disgustedly. He rolled to his feet. "Paying fifty cents fer it would have been a bargain. Ya paid any more, ya oughta have yer brain examined."
"Actually, I got it for free, back during the first adventure we shared, shortly after I saved your shell the first time." He swung his club again. "You say I need my brain examined. You're the one whose shell keeps needing rescuing, hose brain."
"I don't need anybody saving my shell!" Raph retorted heatedly. "I had that punk right where I wanted him."
"Sure - with his sword going fer yer throat."
"Turtle."
"Turtle this," Casey returned, hooking his club around the back of his lover's green neck and pulling him to him. "Golf is so not a dumb game," he murmured as he lowered his mouth onto his. They both knew that Raphael could have lowered his head into his shell, but he wanted this as much as Casey did. Their lips met in a kiss as hot, wild, and savage as they themselves, but their scorching embrace was far too soon interrupted as more of the Foot clan appeared on the roof with them.
They looked up together with a dual role of their eyes. "I hate party crashers," Casey complained.
"So do I," Raph agreed, gripping his sais. "I mean, can't these guys get a life already?"
They shared a knowing look and amused grin. "Nah," they said together and plowed into the Foot, almost as eager to kick their enemies' butts as they were to get each other alone.
"I knew ya were claustrophobic," Raph called as he turned his back to Casey's and dealt out swift blows to five Ninjas at once.
"Only for you, hot beak." Casey drove his club through the air and knocked out another four Foot. Then, as more of their enemies rushed at them, he asked, "Together?"
"Always." They plowed through their enemy together and then made love right there on the very same rooftop, as wild, passionate, carefree, and secretly loving as they had been since almost the first night they'd met and would forever remain.
The End