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*Delicate cough...again* Yeah, this chapter rated M adult content and kink, so enjoy! =) also this chapter is kinda long...again! sorry about that.
Chapter 29
Katherine was listening to April intently. "So then Mikey is bugging Raph and you know Raph, he just hates being teased. So Raph loses it and charges Mikey, only Donny's cooked up some noxious substance that he is trying to get rid of because it just reeked, well Raph runs into Donny and Donny dumps this stuff all over Raph and himself, which would have been funny all on its own, only the smell doesn't come off. They both reeked for weeks until the smell wore off. Michelangelo called them the dynamic duo of stench for weeks. " April finished. Katherine fell over laughing. "Of course there was also the time when the guys got Leo drunk..." April began again. "...woke up covered in my makeup."
Katherine laughed even harder. April held up her glass of wine. "To men, who for reasons unknown, we love." They clinked their glasses together and each took a sip.
They were sitting on April's bed, drinking wine and doing girly things. They had so far given each other manicures, pedicures, done their hair and makeup and Katherine was now listening to embarrassing stories about the brothers.
Katherine had never really been much into doing girly things, but she wasn't opposed to it, it had just never really happened.
April suddenly turned serious. "I was thinking about what you said earlier." She said softly. Katherine looked at her in surprise. April finished off her glass of wine and poured another glass while topping Katherine's glass off. Katherine looked at the wine. If she finished this glass off she was going to be drunk, actually she was getting close to being drunk already. "I've never really thought about how lonely they must have been. I mean, usually when you are in love you want everyone you love to be just as happy as you are, but I never extended that wish to the guys and they are my best friends." She said wretchedly.
"April..." She began.
"They love you. I am trying to wrap my head around the kind of relationship you would all have with them having to share you but, you really do love them, all of them. I just want them to be as happy as I am. I am glad they have found someone who loves them so much." She said to her. "But..." She began. "This is going to come out wrong, and sound really worse than I mean it to, but I need to know. How can you be attracted to them? Don't get me wrong they are my best friends and I love them with all my heart, but, that is all they have ever been to me, just friends. They have never inspired within me any other feeling and I cannot say even if I would have met them now rather than 10 years ago when they were just teenagers, that I would feel any different.
Katherine frowned in thought. "I suppose it started with their eyes." She began softly. "When I looked into Raphael's eyes when his sai plunged into me, I saw within his eyes, fear, determination, horror, despair, guilt, and panic, but underneath all of those emotions I saw loneliness. I felt as if at that moment in time, the world caught its breath, as if something so amazing had happened that the world literally stopped spinning, stopped moving for a split second. I looked into his soul and he looked into mine and our souls rang together."
Katherine looked at April. "Of course even though this happened I didn't really think about it at the time, and the moment was so quick it may almost have never happened, but when I awoke later I remembered all of their eyes, and all of their scents. To me they smell so incredibly intoxicating I cannot help but want to be surrounded by them. Raphael smells just that little more intoxicating, Donatello as well but...Their appearance was something I honestly never thought about. They just are and my body reacts to them, it always has. Touching them just feels right." Katherine blinked and smiled."Sorry, I'm getting into the realm of TMI." Katherine said with a blush.
April looked at her in shock. "Have you and they...you know?" She asked.
Katherine shook her head. "No. Leonardo still wants me to choose only one of them, so there is a 'no touching' ban." She said softly. "Until this is all over."
April frowned. "Why does it sound as if you prefer Raphael or even Donatello?"
Katherine frowned and shrugged. "I don't...prefer Raphael or Donatello." She said slowly. "My feelings for Raphael are...complicated, but I feel as though...Raphael is part of me somehow, like none of his brothers are." She said softly. "And as for Donatello...he is mine, in a way none of his brothers are." She frowned. "I can't even explain what I just said. But I love Leonardo and Michelangelo as well, almost as if somehow they are connected to me in a way I can't even begin to explain." Katherine said as she stood. She reached down and took the tarot card she had been sitting on and tucked it into her pocket. "I know this is hard. I know it's hard for all of us. This sort of thing shouldn't happen. You should love one person, simple, easy. Lust I can understand. Being in love and in lust with someone else, but in love as well." She shook her head. "Dealing with one man is hard enough, four is just a recipe for disaster." She ran a hand through her hair. "I don't know, all I know is that we have what we have for now and I suppose we will just have to see what happens." She said softly.
Raphael looked at Casey. Casey whistled in appreciation as he walked past the motorcycle, the hummer and the Porsche. "Nice rides, you driven any of these yet?" Casey asked him.
Raphael shook his head as he took a swig of beer. "Haven't had the time , haven't needed to storm out and clear my head."
Casey looked at him. "Love agrees with you bro." Raphael's eyes widened in shock, but shrugged and took another swig of beer. "But, how do you really feel?"
He looked at his best friend and grimaced. "I feel like kicking my brother's asses, all of them. I hate it when they touch her, I hate it when they kiss her and I hate it even more when they even look at her." He growled. "You think I like the idea of having the woman I love being with the rest of my brothers too?" He shook his head. "I hate it with every fibre of my being, but..." He frowned. "Case I ain't a deep complicated guy. I like beating things up, I like throwin' my weight around, I like watching sports and drinkin the occasional beer. That's it." He sat down and looked at his feet. "I'm always angry and even though I always bug Mikey about being the dumb one, I know that I'm the one who's just the brainless thug." He said softly.
"Raph..." Casey began.
"No Case, I have no illusions, I know who I am, I know what I am capable of, and I sure as hell know that I have no right to even look at Kitten let alone touch her. But she treats me like I'm not just a thug, and that I'm not some sort of freak of nature. She treats me like I have a brain in my head, and that everything that comes out of my mouth is worth listening to. She trusts me to never hurt her and to protect her, and that is...humbling. To have someone like her think that I am worth as much as Donny or Leo or even Mikey." He said shaking his head. "But most of all, I'm scared that if she does choose, it won't be me that she ends up with. Leo seems to thinks she'd choose me, but I'm not so sure. If push came to shove, I think she'd choose Donny."
Raphael paused and took a deep breath. "She loves me Case, I know she does, and I get why she hasn't chosen between us. She's in danger and she thinks she's going to die, and the thought that she may be right..." He shook his head cutting off his grim thoughts. He looked his friend in the eye. "Knowing that her life is in danger, knowing that I may lose her, it makes everything I feel seem almost unimportant. I don't like that we are all dating her, but I would rather have her than give her up, for any reason." He growled. "I know this probably isn't making any sense, but..." He shrugged. "It's what I have to tell myself each time I see one of my brothers hold her." He gave a humourless smile. "Course we technically have a no touching ban in effect until Leo wraps his head around the idea anyway." He said with a shrug.
Casey frowned. "I think you don't give yourself enough credit Raph." Casey smiled. "Can't say I blame you though, she's smokin hot." Casey said.
Raphael smiled and clinked Casey's beer and took a swig. "I'll drink to that."
Michelangelo looked at the woman in his arms. Donatello was staying up with the girls that night. The girls had wanted Donatello to help them with something and Michelangelo had a pretty good idea what they had wanted help with. So far they had seemed to have roped all of them into helping with their little 'project'.
"So why aren't you sleeping?" Michelangelo asked her gently.
Katherine looked up at him. "I am worried about Raphael." She said softly.
Michelangelo sighed. "Just what every man wants to hear, that the woman he loves is thinking about his brother." He said half serious.
"Not like that Michelangelo." She said as she reached up and kissed him. He pulled away from her kiss before he became tempted by her. "I am worried that Raphael will begin to think, try to remember, even though he promised not to." She said softly.
Michelangelo closed his eyes, guilt washing over him. It was his fault he made Raphael remember at least a part of what he had seen. "Katherine..." He began.
"Shh, Michelangelo," She said as she covered his lips with a finger. "It was not your fault. I should have known this would come about eventually."
He nodded and pulled her closer. "You don't have to worry too much Kitten, Raph isn't big on thinking you know. Usually you just point him in the direction of a fight and just let him go. He tends to leave the thinking to everyone else."
"Yes but...it involves me." Katherine said softly.
Michelangelo looked down at the top of Katherine's head. Raphael had never been a big thinker, never been one to overextend his energies, or think about anyone other than himself, but with Katherine, everything about Raphael's personality had been overhauled. He was more patient, kinder, more thoughtful. Michelangelo frowned. He opened his arms releasing her. "You had better make sure my older brother isn't trying to break his mind." He said to her.
She nodded as she slid from the bed. She stood and offered him her hand. He looked at it in confusion.
"Leonardo ordered you to look after me, so you are stuck with guard duty I am afraid, come on." She said with a smile. They walked to the door and opened it quietly. Looking down the hall they saw no one and so they proceeded to Raphael's bedroom. Katherine quietly opened Raphael's door and walked into the darkened room with him trailing after.
Raphael opened his eyes as his door opened. Katherine quietly stepped into his room.
"Kitten?" He asked quietly as he sat up.
"Why are you not sleeping Raphael?" She asked softly as Michelangelo followed her in.
Raphael frowned. "What's he doin' here?" Raphael asked.
"Leonardo has him on guard duty, I could not leave him without Leonardo getting angry with him. So why are you not sleeping?" She asked again.
He glared at his baby brother and then shrugged. "I couldn't sleep." He grumbled. He couldn't sleep because every time he closed his eyes all he could see was Katherine burning, not Kathlynn, Katherine, and the demon laughing. The demon's taunting voice was one he couldn't get out of his head.
Katherine sat down on the edge of his bed and looked at him in concern. "I'm not trying to remember, but..." He stopped cutting himself off before he revealed too much.
"The image remains." Katherine said softly. She crawled over to him and put her hand lightly on his cheek.
"I just...Every time I close my eyes, all I can see is..." He began momentarily forgetting his baby brother was in the room. He didn't want to appear weak in front of Michelangelo.
"I know." Katherine whispered. "But you are going to have to sleep, just as I must close my eyes and sleep." She said softly.
Raphael blew out a frustrated breath. "I know." He grumbled. "How did you get to sleep last night?" He asked her.
"Um..." She said then shrugged.
It was then Raphael remembered. She had been with Donatello. He growled low in his throat. He wasn't going to think about that. "Well now that you know I'm not going to try to remember, you and Mikey can go back to bed." He said sharply.
She looked at him intently. She looked as if she was thinking about something. "You know..." Katherine said softly. "Leonardo only said I was not allowed to touch Michelangelo."
Raphael froze. "But that isn't what Leo meant." He said with a voice that was suddenly a little too high.
She shrugged. "Leonardo has to learn to be more specific."
Raphael looked over Katherine's shoulder. "Out." He commanded his baby brother.
Michelangelo was still staring at Katherine in shock.
"Well, he can't leave. Leonardo was very specific." Katherine said with a shrug.
"Don't care. I ain't havin my baby brother sitting here watching like some perv." He said to her.
Katherine yawned stretching her arms over her head. She shrugged and snuggled in under the covers. She reached over and held out her hand to Michelangelo. "Come on Michelangelo, time for bed."
Michelangelo walked to the bed and climbed in beside her.
"Mikey what are you doing, get out." Raphael growled.
"Sorry Raph, Kitten's right, I go where she goes. If she wants to sleep with you, then I'm stuck sleeping with you too," Michelangelo said with a shrug as he pulled Katherine into him. "After all, it's my turn to sleep with her, and considering you have been sleeping with her for so long, it really is only fair."
"Mikey I believe what you are doing is called cock blocking." Raphael growled.
"Well you can't touch her anyway and besides if I can't have her touch me, sorry if I don't sympathize. Night Kitten, night Raph."
"Goodnight Michelangelo, goodnight Raphael." Katherine said huskily.
Raphael ground his teeth in frustration. Well, he could wait until tomorrow he supposed...Only...Damn it, Leonardo would tell him the same thing that he told Michelangelo tonight. But the only way she would touch him is if he basically had an almost threesome with his brother. He closed his eyes. Not going to happen. Katherine put her hand lightly over his waist and she pulled him closer to her. Michelangelo was spooning her at the moment and he was facing her.
He tried to sleep. What had she done to Donatello? He closed his eyes more tightly. No, he wasn't going to think about it. He wasn't going to think about all of the times he spent with her ass pressed tightly against him. He wasn't going to think of how he burned with the need of her to touch him.
"Damn it!" He screamed in frustration. Katherine and his brother looked at him in shock. He pulled Katherine tightly against him. "I'm the first you got it. I'm the one who gets to make you mine first, understand?" He growled into her ear.
She held his face close to hers. She brought her lips close to his ear. "I exist because you exist Raphael. For now and always."
His eyes widened in shock at the possessiveness of her voice. Lust coursed through him. He crushed her to him as he claimed her mouth. His hands brushed down her side. Katherine pulled back and sat up. "We can't have you touching me Raphael." She said softly as Michelangelo wrapped an arm around her waist. His eyes glinted in the dark. She turned just enough to claim Michelangelo's mouth in a searing kiss.
Michelangelo grabbed the hem of Katherine's shirt and pulled it up and over her head. Michelangelo kissed her neck and Katherine closed her eyes her breasts tightening with desire. Michelangelo pulled her up and looked at him. "Pull." He growled.
Raphael grabbed the band of Katherine's pants and pulled her pants and underwear off in one smooth motion.
He looked at her held in his brother's arms and he went hard. Her breasts were heaving with desire as she looked at him with heavy lust filled eyes. She wanted him so badly he could smell the scent of her desire. His mind blanked and stalled at this. At that moment he wanted nothing but to claim her as his.
"You are going to have to help me tie him up Michelangelo." Katherine said in a husky voice.
His mind couldn't process what she was saying until his baby brother knocked him over.
"Mikey if you want to still be breathing in the morning you had better get off of me right now." He growled in a deadly low voice.
Michelangelo chuckled. "She's doin this for your own good Raph."
"Screw Leo." Raphael roared as he felt deft hands binding his together quickly and efficiently.
Raphael tried to thrash, but his brother held him fast. "This is kinda kinky Kitten. I would never have pegged you as the kinky type." Michelangelo said to her through hooded eyes.
He stopped struggling and looked at Katherine curiously. She smiled, a mischievous glint in her eye, but she didn't answer.
Instead she just looked at him. He swallowed. "Choose." She said to him.
"What?" He asked in confusion.
"You must choose now, if you are uncomfortable with this you need to say something now before I shove this gag in your mouth." She said seriously.
"What?" He said in confusion.
Michelangelo chuckled. "Can't have you screaming and bringing down the wrath of Leo."
"I'm not going to be screaming." Raphael said as he pulled on the pillowcases she had used to bind him.
A challenging glint entered Katherine's eyes. "Is that a challenge Raphael?" She asked silkily.
He swallowed again.
"Sounded like a challenge to me." Michelangelo said into Katherine's neck.
"What the hell are you doing Mikey?" Raphael growled at him.
His brother looked at him. "As much as I can." He said as he buried his face in Katherine's neck.
"Last chance Raphael." Katherine almost groaned out as she arched thrusting her breasts forward. She looked at him with sultry eyes.
He remained silent, as if by not saying anything he was neither agreeing to nor disagreeing to a threesome. Katherine leaned forward and shoved the gag in his mouth. "So what do I get if I make you scream Raphael?" She asked him.
He of course couldn't talk. She just smiled at him. His eyes wandered to where Michelangelo had went. He couldn't see him anymore. He suddenly felt her bite him in the shoulder. His eyes widened in shock as he looked at her. "You are supposed to be paying attention to me." She whispered softly.
He blinked at her in shock. The bite hadn't been hard but it sure got his attention. He growled at her. "Look at me. You want me to dominate you, I know you want me to, because I can." She whispered. Her voice rode over him making him even harder. Her tongue licked the spot on his shoulder where she had bit him. Her tounge traced up and flicked over the pulse in his neck. He felt the scrape of teeth again and he shivered. She pulled the gag from his mouth and he relaxed as she kissed him. She broke from their kiss and explored the other side of his throat as she put the gag back in his mouth.
Suddenly she was gone, his eyes which had drifted closed, opened trying to find her. She was sitting at his hips. She took hold of his pants and pulled, untangling them from his legs so all he was wearing were his black boxer briefs. She leaned over and pulled his underwear down just enough for her tongue to lick the hollow of his hip. He gasped. She trailed kisses along the skin that bordered his plastron. "How badly do you want me?" She asked.
How badly do you think? He growled through the gag.
She smirked at him as she pulled herself up and onto his body. She placed her lips by his ear. "Do you burn with need, is your lust trying to consume you?" She asked as her hand stroked him once lightly through his underwear.
He closed his eyes at the sensation. "Do you imagine plunging yourself into me?" She asked. "Over and over stroking and plunging making pleasure begin to pool low in my belly."
Lust and need burned hotter through him. How the hell was she doing that! She wasn't even touching him, but the sound of her voice and the images she was describing... Then he moaned as he felt her tongue rasp along his hardened length. He looked at her in shock. His underwear was gone. When the hell did that happen? He asked himself as she brought her lips down and kissed his inner thigh. Her tongue flicked out. He struggled as he burned with need. "Will your pace be fast and hard?" She asked as she squeezed him. She began stroking him quickly and firmly. Pleasure welled up in him as she brought him close to the brink. He groaned in frustration as he felt her stop. He looked at her as she looked at him. She crawled back up to him pulling the gag out and kissing him roughly, her tongue brushing against his. She plunged her tongue into his mouth quick and hard.
"Or will the pace be torturous and slow?" She asked as she put the gag back in his mouth. She slid back down and delicately dragged her tongue up from base to tip. She swirled her tongue as she tortured and teased, the movement of her tongue almost painfully slow. She brought him again to the very brink and then pulled him back by removing her torturous tongue. He bit down hard on the gag silencing his scream of frustration. He pulled against his bonds. He looked up at the knots that bound him. He was going to track down and kill whoever taught her how to tie a knot! He looked at her as he panted. She seemed unconcerned about what she was doing to him as she traced swirls with her finger over his hip bone. She smiled at him as she pulled herself up.
"Do you know why I keep pulling you from the brink?" She asked as she whispered into his ear. He looked over at her but he couldn't see her face.
Because you are an evil, evil woman. He said to her through the gag.
He heard the smile in her voice. "Because even now pleasure is still floating, still swirling, still coursing through you, and every time I bring you to the brink I add to it just that little bit more. Think of all of the times you have touched yourself, brought yourself with quick sure strokes closer and closer towards orgasm." She whispered in his ear. "This won't be like that."
His eyes widened in shock. How did she...? Why would she think of something like that? Say something like...his mind blanked and his world shattered as she slid down him and took him into her mouth. She squeezed him hard as her tongued swirled and she sucked him hard. His back arched off the bed as he screamed. The orgasm rode through him in a punishing wave. He struggled as wave after wave coursed through him.
He looked down at the woman sitting in-between his legs. He was panting hard and slick with sweat. She rose up on her knees. "My turn." She whispered.
Her turn for what? His pleasure fogged brain vaguely wondered. She spread her legs and plunged a finger inside of herself.
His eyes widened in shock. Green arms went around her stomach as Michelangelo pressed up against her. He didn't touch her, just held her as she torturously slid wet fingers into herself.
He watched in fascination, and then in frustration. It should be his fingers working her into a frenzy, it should be his tongue licking the wetness from between her legs, it should be his cock plunging into her, making her scream with ecstasy. She looked at him, green eyes so dark with desire they were nearly black. He pulled furiously at the bods that held him from touching her. He looked at the post that held him. He was going to kill whoever had made this damn bed! He screamed in his head as he thrashed. He looked down at himself. He was hard and aching again. She threw her head back as she moaned her orgasm. Michelangelo bit her neck hard muffling his own moan of pleasure. She pulled out wet slicked fingers as Michelangelo grabbed her hand, brought her fingers up to his mouth and licked. Katherine looked at him with lust heavy eyes and stroked him. Raphael closed his eyes as he came again, screaming into his gag. The second orgasm was almost painful in its intensity.
Raphael opened his eyes and panted. His wrists felt raw, his throat felt raw and his body felt like a giant pile of boneless mush. Katherine kissed Michelangelo who was still holding her tightly, her back against his chest. She pulled, turned, and looked at him. He closed his eyes.
He felt her slide off the bed. He felt her untie his wrists from the post. She pulled out his gag and put his arms, which protested painfully, back at his sides.
"How many?" He asked her.
"How many what?" He heard her ask in confusion.
"How many men have you been with?" He asked quietly as he looked at her.
She looked at him in surprise then smiled. "None. You were the first man to ever kiss me Raphael." She said softly a blush rising up her cheeks.
He looked at her in surprise. Now she was blushing? "What do you mean none?" He asked as he sat up and rubbed his wrists. Michelangelo was standing behind her, his arms wrapped securely around her.
"None as in...none. I'm still a virgin and I've never fooled around with anyone, except for Donatello." She said with a shrug.
"Then how...?" He asked because he couldn't finish the question.
Michelangelo chuckled. "How many pornos have you watched Kitten?" He purred in her ear.
She laughed. "Twenty, they were very...informative." She said with a quirk of her lips.
"And you called me the perv." Michelangelo said to her.
She laughed again. "That is because you are. I watched those for purely academic reasons."
"Purely academic?" Michelangelo raised an eye ridge.
"I did an essay called The changing views of human sexuality from the Kama Sutra to the modern porn industry." She said with a mischievous smile.
"Wait, you've read the Kama Sutra?" Raphael whispered through a throat too tight to talk.
"Studied it would be a better choice of words. Several times, and I have a photographic memory." She said with a shrug.
Raphael rubbed a hand down his face. His vision was going speckled and black.
"I think he's going to faint." Michelangelo said curiously.
"I'm not going to faint." He growled as he tried to get his breathing steady. She would kill him. If he tried to have sex with her, it would probably kill him. He looked at her. Even without actual hands on experience as it were, she was still so much more experienced, he would never be able to live up to any sort of expectation.
He felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked at his brother. "Don't think about it like that." Michelangelo whispered in his ear. "It takes two to tango, it just means she gets to lead, that's all." Michelangelo said with a wink as he stripped off his pants and underwear dropping them to the floor in disgust.
Raphael heard the shower turn on. "Let's get cleaned up." Michelangelo said pulling him to his feet.
"Mikey did you...?" He asked.
Michelangelo stopped and looked at him raising an eye ridge in question. "What, cum in my pants, twice? Yes." He said to him. "Maybe I am a perv, but watching her with you," He shook his head. "Her voice could tempt angels I swear. But yeah, I watched, and yeah, it got me off." He said with a shrug as he walked to the bathroom.
Katherine was already in the shower. He watched as the water coursed down her body. Water trickled down her arm over the bullet wound. Her other arm was still bruised from Leonardo's crushing grip. Water caressed full breasts to trail down past the scar he gave her. The water continued to roll down her pale skin to the angry red burns that covered her calves.
Michelangelo stepped into the shower pulling her roughly against him. Raphael watched wondering if watching his brother with her would have had the same reaction for him as it had for Michelangelo. Somehow he didn't think so. He stepped into the shower sandwiching her between himself and Michelangelo. They washed, dried themselves and crawled back between the sheets.
Raphael ran what had happened through his head. He looked down at the woman who had her head buried in his shoulder facing him, arm lightly draped over his waist. Michelangelo's arm was lightly draped over her waist, her back to him. He had loaned Michelangelo a pair of sweats. "You aren't a perv Michelangelo." Katherine said softly.
Michelangelo looked at her in shock as she looked at him.
"I think everyone has a little bit of the voyeur in them, but you watched something that you could relate to, a human woman with a mutant turtle. Everyone has different preferences. Donatello likes pain, you don't mind watching, Raphael doesn't mind being watched." Katherine said with a slight smile.
"And what do you prefer Kitten?" Raphael asked huskily.
"Apparently, all of the above." She answered huskily back.
He closed his eyes. She was too smart for him. He grimaced. What better way to prove that he could share than to actually share. He looked down at her head. Yeah, he could share, and watching his baby brother hold her in his arms didn't really seem to bother him as much anymore. He gave a wry smirk. "You going to try to pull the same thing with Leo?" He asked.
Katherine looked up at him. She shook her head. "Leonardo would not be okay with this." She said softly.
"Too much of a prude?" Raphael asked with a chuckle.
"No, he would probably be okay with it eventually, but Leonardo wants too badly for me to choose just him. Flinging something like this in his face would just...hurt him. Leonardo has to accept the situation all on his own, in his own time." She said softly.
Michelangelo began to snore lightly. Katherine pulled him closer. "I love you Raphael." She whispered to him as she pulled him in for a kiss.
"I love you too Katherine." He said to her. "Kitten?" He asked quietly.
"Mmm?" Was the mumbled reply.
"What did you mean that you exist because I exist?" He asked her quietly so as to not disturb his sleeping brother.
"I'm not sure. I can't explain it. Just...I feel as if our hearts beat as one. Maybe it is really you who is first in my heart, maybe it is because you were the one I fell in love with first." He looked down at her in shock. "I don't know," She continued. "But all of your brothers are in my heart just as much as you are." She whispered.
"Are you ever going to be able to choose Katherine?" He asked her seriously.
"I don't know Raphael, all I know is that I just want to live through whatever is trying to kill me." She said softly. "But I will have to choose because..." She began but Raphael cut her off.
"Just...stay alive okay. I don't care at the moment that we are all with you. I just..." He clutched her to him harder. "I'm first Kitten, promise me, I will the first man who gets to make love to you, and you will be my first." He said to her.
"I promise." She said to him.
He closed his eyes as he drifted off to a peaceful dreamless sleep
Bad Kitty, Bad Mikey, bad Raph! LOL