*Delicate cough* alrighty people this is an M rated story for a reason, this next chapter is one reason. So warning! Adult content! Mild kink or maybe medium kink? ...I don't know!

Hope you enjoy! The next chapter will be longer, this one is a little short. As always Forgottenforever your rock!

Chapter 27

Donatello watched as Katherine curled into a little ball. She winced as she moved her legs. She was very good at hiding her pain. He doubted anyone else would notice the sharp intakes of breath, the pauses in walking, or the slight winces of pain.

"I wish I could get you something for the pain." He whispered to her.

She smiled. "Being stabbed, by far, much worse." She said with a smile. "Are you just going to stand there?" She asked him.

"Katherine. You say you aren't bothered by the fact that we aren't human." Donatello said to her.

Katherine slowly sat up. She tipped her head to the side as she assessed him. "No, it has never bothered me." She said slowly as if wondering where he was going with what he was saying.

Donatello stripped off his shirt. "My body doesn't bother you one bit?" He questioned as he stripped off his pants revealing his briefs. Katherine slid off the bed and stilled his hands that were inching their way to his briefs. "April is right. How could you not be bothered with the idea of having sex with one of us." Donatello said desperately. "We aren't human Katherine."

"But we are compatible. That is what you said." She whispered to him.

"Compatible and human are two entirely different things. You have to know what you are getting into." He said to her.

She frowned at him not releasing her grip on his hands. "Donatello." She said then sighed. She looked into his eyes. "Fine. But if we are going to play that game, I guess I will have to reciprocate." She said as she reached down grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head. He looked at her in shock as she pulled off her pants letting the fabric pool to the floor.

She stood nearly naked in front of him and he looked at her in awe. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He reached out to grab her, but she evaded as she reached down and slid her underwear off. They pooled to the ground as she lifted her arms over her head and turned around in front of him. "Completely human." She said to him. "Do you want me Donatello?" She asked huskily.

Donatello swallowed as he grabbed her pulling her roughly to him. "More than you could ever know." He said to her.

She smiled. "So in other words you want me as badly as I want you." She said to him, her eyes growing dark with desire. She kissed him roughly then, her arms twining around his neck. He didn't even notice when she deftly removed his underwear. He only noticed as it fell to the floor. His eyes snapped open. She pulled away as he tried to keep her against him. "You started this Donatello. Your turn." He let her go.

He stood in front of her completely nude. He closed his eyes tightly against seeing her face. "Turn." Katherine said. He opened his eyes looking at her. She motioned for him to turn around. He did so as she had done. As he turned back towards her she stood in front of him. "You're not quite human, and not quite turtle, more a cross between the two, and almost painfully big." She said quietly. "You can't touch me." She whispered to him.

He looked at her in shock. Was she disgusted by him? He wondered.

"But no one said I could not touch you." She said with a husky chuckle as she slid down his body.

"Katherine what are you...?" He asked as his world shattered. He grabbed for something to hold onto. He clutched desperately at the post of the bed to steady himself. "Katherine don't..." His pleading turned into a groan as pleasure raced through him. Her tongue rasped again up his hardened length. He felt her grab the base of him as she took him into her mouth. He was barely able to keep standing.

"Katherine you have to stop, Katherine I can't, I'm going to..." He moaned. His body shuddered as the pleasure that had been building broke and rode through him. He panted, clutching at the post. Katherine stood up and looked at him.

"Satisfied?" She asked him. "After all it was you who said you would like to see me try to make you come." She said with a mischievous smile and a wink, as she crawled naked into bed.

Emotions rode and coursed through him. He clutched the post he was hanging onto like it was a life line. "And you expect me not to touch you?" He growled at her.

She yawned and stretched her body out. "Talk to your brothers not me." She said. "After all, if you touch me then I have to let them touch me as well. But I have to draw the line at sex. I can't go that far, not yet." She said rolling onto her side.

He strode to the bed and climbed into it. "How badly do you want me?" He growled at her as he brought her against him crushing her to him.

"I'm sorry are we back to this again?" She asked as she pushed him away. She sat up and rolled off the bed grabbing two of the four pillows that were piled on the bed. She pulled the pillowcases off the pillows as he looked at her in confusion. "I'm going to do you a favour." She said with a mischievous smirk. "Put your hands up above your head."

He frowned at her but did as she asked. She walked over to his side of the bed and began tying his hands together with the pillowcase. "What are you doing?" He asked her as she took the second pillowcase looped it through his bound wrists and tied it to the post. "Um...Katherine?" He asked.

"Well I figure this way you won't be tempted to touch, after all, you break guy code and that could have some serious repercussions, especially guy brother code, even worse. So now you can't touch. So, I just did you a favour." She said with a smile.

He quirked an eye ridge at her. "I'm sure there was an easier way, like just telling me not to touch." He said as he pulled at the bonds. He frowned looking over his head. They were tied tightly and securely. Where had she learned to tie knots like that? He wondered. He looked back down and found the she was now sitting between his legs. He tried scrambling out of the way, but there was nowhere to scramble to. "Katherine what are you doing? You made your point, I've already...I can't..."

"Oh don't worry." She said cutting off his half formed thoughts. "I'm sure I can help you out with that, after all, I didn't really get a chance to play, and I am feeling playful." She purred at him.

"Katherine." He squeaked as he tried to wiggle out of the way. A blush had worked its way up his cheeks. He felt exposed and extremely embarrassed. He had never had a woman look at him with absolute and total naked lust and the feeling was a little overwhelming.

She frowned at him. He closed his eyes. It wasn't that he didn't want her to, it was just that...He opened his eyes and looked straight into hers. She pulled off another pillowcase cover.

"I already told you Donatello there is no need to be embarrassed by who and what you are. I love you, that means I love every square inch of you, and so, I will show you just how much I love every square inch of you." She said with a smile. "Oh but I think you are going to be a screamer, and we can't have your brothers running in here so..."

"Wha..gragh? His question was cut off as she jammed the tightly rolled pillowcase in his mouth.

He struggled and protested. "Much better." She said as she lightly kissed his cheek working her way down to his neck. She licked the tender exposed skin. He felt the scrape of teeth and he shuddered. She moved to the other side of his throat working her way across his chest paying careful attention to the scar that now marked his body. She then moved her way down his arms licking the inside of his elbow. He felt himself begin to harden. She licked just below where the pillowcases bound his arms. She kissed the center of his palm. She then made her way down his other arm. He was starting to squirm. He hadn't known how erotic just the quick flick of her tongue could be in places like the inside of his wrist, or his elbow. Her lips were making him shiver and he was getting harder with each flick of her torturous tongue.

She kissed down each side of his body, kissing the skin between his plastron and his carapace. She kissed and licked the hollow of his hip. Then she licked the hollow of his other hip purposely ignoring his throbbing length. He groaned in frustration as he tugged at his bonds.

She chuckled. She put her hands on his shoulders and raked her nails down his arms. His eyes widened in shock at the sensation. There was a tiny bit of pain but coupled with the state of lust his body was in, the sensation felt pleasurable.

She spread his legs as she kissed his inner thigh. He moaned. His breathing was becoming laboured as his she teased him into a frenzy. She kissed and licked the inside of his knee. He struggled more as he again moaned. She raked her nails down the sides of his body as her tongue rasped up his hardened length. His body arched off the bed as he moaned again. He was panting through the gag in his mouth. He begged her to stop, he couldn't handle the intensity of the pleasure that was beginning to pool low in his belly. What she had done to him while he was standing was nothing compared to what she was doing now. She kissed the inside of each thigh, tormenting him again while his cock burned with need. He begged her to do anything to relieve him of the pleasurable torture she was inflicting. She grabbed his base with her hand and squeezed. He bucked beneath her moaning into the gag as she took him into her mouth where she did things with her tongue that he didn't think were possible, pushing him over the brink as she raked her nails down his sides hard enough to break skin, but he didn't care, it just added to the swirl of pleasurable sensations that rode his thrashing body.

She removed his gag. His body was warm, and was still being ridden by smaller waves of pleasure. He lay there limp and unable to move. He moved his head enough to look at her. She was stretched out next to him head propped up on her hand looking at him. "That was fun. We should do that again." She said with a smile.

He groaned. "If you do that to me again, I don't think I'll survive."

She smirked. "I figured you'd play bottom to my top." She said as she traced a finger down his plastron.

He frowned in confusion. "Bottom?" He asked.

She looked at him with dusky lust filled eyes. "You are a switch hitter, it means you can play dominant which is top or submissive which is bottom. As I prefer to be dominant you very nicely played submissive." She said with a purr as she stretched again. He frowned at her. "And if you are going to ask how many times I've done what I just did to you before, the answer would be none." She quirked a smile at him. "I'm a virgin and I had never even kissed anyone until Raphael kissed me." She said with a shrug.

He looked at her in surprise. "But...?" She cut him off with a kiss. She pulled away.

"I've..studied." She said looking at his hands making him wonder what the hell a virgin anthropology student was studying.

"Are you going to untie me now?" He asked.

She assessed him. "Are you okay, you aren't uncomfortable are you?"

Donatello swallowed. "No." He said slowly.

"Good, because I think you will have to stay that way for a bit longer." She looked at the gag still in her hand. "I think you will need this as well." She shoved the gag back in his mouth.

What are you doing? He asked through the gag.

"Well you see." She said rolling onto her back. "It isn't really fair that I get to touch you and quench your desire, but you can't touch me and bring me pleasure, so, in the interest of actually being able to sleep without uncomfortably burning with unfulfilled lust, I guess I will just have to touch myself." She said to him.

What! He screamed through the gag. She wasn't, no she wouldn't. He struggled to sit up as she brushed her hands down her body, over full ripe breasts that begged to be touched. She looked at him. "I guess I will just have to imagine it is you who is touching me." She whispered as she spread her legs open. "I will have to imagine it is your tongue rasping along the most sensitive part of me, your finger that is plunging inside of me." She said as she fit words to action.

He bit the gag hard as he strained against the bonds that bound him from touching her. She moaned and he strained harder, but the bonds would not give. He looked down at himself and realized he was hard and ready again.

She moaned his name in pleasure. She looked at him with heavy eyes as she stroked him. His body reacted, he screamed though the gag as a wave of pleasure ripped and crashed through him.

He blurrily looked at her. She chuckled. His body was spent and sleep was beginning to drag him down. He felt her take out the gag and his wrists being unbound. He felt her body pressing into his. "I love you Donatello." She whispered to him.

He kissed her. "I love you too Katherine." He whispered as sleep claimed him.

Bad Donny and Katherine bad! LOL