Curiosity
Raphael watched the door close and heard Andrew lock it behind him. Apparently, Matt had somehow managed to get him a blind date, and with no reason to skip out, he left the apartment to him and Rachel. He glanced over to the red-head and raised an eye ridge, "They gone?" he asked her. Leonardo had decided to be determined and had gotten REAL close to where they were.
Rachel closed her eyes and then smiled as she opened her eyes and nodded, "They're gone." She murmured softly. Last night had been interesting and barely any sleep was given. She reached for his hand and smiled at him, "Completely. Andrew's probably out of my radius by now and Matt enjoys his work too much to let himself be late."
Raph chuckled, "I heard what seemed to be a scream. What happened?" he asked tilting his head.
"Bria decided to test Leo's love for her and slipped off of the roof." Rachel sighed as she held her head. "I already knew of her plan, she told it to me because she knew where we were. Leo has no idea, doesn't know and she won't tell him."
"Man…that's why Leo's fear factor skyrocketed…" Raph rubbed where his heart was, "Damn…He had to linger on me, didn't he?" he rolled his eyes and slid down onto the floor where Rae had been in the meditative state, concentrating, "Why'd she have to test him? I'm lost……you women like your tricks too much."
She looked at him and smiled gently as she held his hand and sighed. "Bria won't do it again. She knows he's genuine." She sighed as she rubbed her head. It had taken a lot of her to make sure that Leo only felt Raphael, but not know where he was. Not to mention she had to remain in a meditative state because neither Matt nor Andrew would calm down unless he was gone or until they had an idea of a plan. Overprotective yes, she couldn't deny that.
"But why?" Raph asked again, "Did she have someone who hurt her before, too?" he frowned.
"She falls easy." Rachel said softly, "Too easy. She's been hurt before…with more people than I care to count…but if she wanted me to rename them all, I can. I would name them all for her." She sighed again as she slid down onto the floor, her arms outstretch but her lower body was firm in a sitting position.
Raphael watched her and gently rubbed her knee, finding himself memorizing the dips and bumps of how her bones set. He swallowed thickly and brought his hand back, trying to clear his mind. Dear Kami he was glad Matt was working that night. Being in an apartment complex with limited space made it hard for him to concentrate…
He didn't have his punching bag, his Sai were back at home, his bandana was washed yesterday…he didn't have Mikey to play with, Don to pester with his thoughts and emotions, Leo to argue with…Raph's eyes shifted to how her shirt rode up over her stomach, and he looked away, 'Damn…'
Rachel watched him look away and she frowned. She had nearly started purring when his hand rubbed her knee. The way he looked at her reminded her of a hungry person. A lust-starved man, but she knew there was more than just lust in his look. Her eyes looked up and down at him and she gently grabbed his hand. "Don't." She whispered.
Raphael looked back at her, wondering how he didn't get whiplash from the speed he used. "I'm sorry…" he murmured, thinking she didn't want him to touch her again.
"No," She murmured, she brought herself up on to her knees and faced him completely. "Don't be." She said softly, "I liked it. You didn't have to move away."
Raph's eyes widened and he felt his body flush, "You…liked it?" he questioned, a caring hand reaching up and brushing her bangs from her beautiful brown eyes, reminding him always of liquid chocolate. When she was angry, they only burned brighter instead of hardening, which fascinated him.
Her cheeks colored red, "Yes." Her voice was barely existent. She wished she could look away, but she couldn't. His touch was so caring, so gentle, and she seen him fights and crack skulls with the very same appendages. Just to think that he could be so nice, so wonderful to her, made her heart wrench in the best way she could describe. She remembered his list of how she changed, but he had no idea that he was the reason for her smiles. She wondered if he'd ever know. "I loved it actually." Her cheeks deepened in color, "I am always the one who loved to be touched. Romantically or just a simple brush…"
Raph smiled softly at the new information, and caressed her cheek, watching how she leaned into it and her arms nearly gave out, "I see you relax whenever Bria touches you, and Mikey, too, but I thought that was only because you trust them."
"There's that too." She replied softly. "I trust you a lot." She sighed softly as she felt his hand roam across her cheek and down her neck. Her whole body trembled. The trail of his hand was etched into her skin, burning a hot flame…it wasn't her blushing, but a lingering touch. It was as if he never left the spot.
"I love you, Rae," he murmured, "It makes me really glad to know you trust me." He trailed along her collar bone, but his eyes went lower. He never felt this way before...Mikey's curiosity got him in....questionable situations, but this was nothing compared to all that. His body heated hotter, and he felt her skin burning under his touch. Eventually he trailed back up and traced the fetchers of her face and shifted so his tail was hidden but he could be just a bit more comfortable.
She swallowed. She could feel how warm he was getting. Her hand gently touched his and she watched his eyes. She wanted more, she knew he wanted more, but both were afraid to go too far. How would they know if they crossed the border? Bria had told her once to take a leap and fall, to let go of everything. "Let me?" She asked as she reached up and gently traced the grooves of his plastron. "Please?"
Raphael furrowed his brows in confusion, but took a breath and nodded, "Do what you will…I don't know if you feel the same, but you've held my heart for a long time now. I trust you with it and me…" he looked at her seriously when he said this, but then he bit his lip, feeling his tail throb.
Rachel swallowed thickly and gently angled herself to give him a long, intimate kiss. As she did so, her fingers didn't trace the grooves, but her fingers raked down them. She pulled themselves away and gently licked his neck, the same thing that had turned her on. Instead of just licking it and just rolling away like he did, she gently sucked on the skin, scraping her teeth across it.
Raph tilted his head to give her more room, his body pulsing from the sudden, unexpected increase in pleasure. "Rae!" he gasped and gripped her shoulders. His mind whirled and he shuddered, the vibrations rippling everywhere but all resting at one particular point.
Rachel wasn't sure if she should be glad he shouted or if he had gripped her shoulders for a reason. She pulled her hair back as she lowered herself a bit to his plastron. Her tongue gently traced the etched marks, her lips kissing every scar he managed to get on his chest plate her fingers trailing down towards the end of him, trying to find him.
Raph arched, a groan/growl tearing from him, and he ran his hands along her neck, running his hands through her hair, the strands feeling like silk, "Oh Kami…" he gritted his teeth. His body pulsed again, and he felt his tail swell even more, slightly letting loose what it was confining, "Rae…" he whimpered. It was torture, but he didn't want her to stop.
She watched him emit the one thing she had been looking for. She had to take a few deep breaths since her mind was dizzy and his touches were starting to burn on her skin like fire. She gently bent down and licked it. It was salty, tangy, completely and utterly him. And it didn't taste wrong to her. She licked it again before she swallowed him whole and sucked.
Raphael roared and bucked his hips, and his hands gripped her hair tightly. After that first initial intake he was able to take breaths realize his mistake. He moved his hands to grip the couch behind him, "Oh, Rae!" he whimpered, not knowing what emotion to take, the pleasure was so extreme. Never, never in his whole life had he been touched like this…
She continued to suck, to lick, to swirl her tongue around him. She gently let her teeth scratch him as she pulled him out of her mouth, only to enter back in again, swirling and bobbing her head. Her hand gently moved up and down, trying to coax him.
Raph felt the pained yet pleasure-filled tears roll down his cheeks as he gasped and groaned, panting her name, and then a shock whipped passed his mind when she started using her teeth, "Rae…no…i-if…if you do that…" his eyes rolled back, and he felt sweat trickle down everywhere, "Please!" he didn't know if he was pleading for her to stop, or for release. Either way she'd be confused, because if she stopped he would dash to the bathroom for an icy shower, but if he released…He also figured she would be ashamed. He was a god damn turtle! She was going down on a turtle! He bit his tongue and focused on the pain, but that only ended up pitching him into a deeper realm of pleasure.
She wasn't sure what he was asking for, but since he didn't bother to continue, she decided to keep going. She slowed herself down, just to make sure, and when all she got were whimpers and harsh breathing, she sped up again, using every trick she could think of. She wanted him to release, she wanted him.
"Rae!" he panted, "Rae!" Raphael's body shuddered and he felt something about to burst...with a slow drag of her tongue, there was an explosion. He expected there to be blackness and "a light at the end of the tunnel" but all there was, was white. It hurt his eyes a bit, and he suddenly felt his throat constrict and break, like it usually did when he screamed really loud and long. When had he started screaming?
He then felt shuddering, spasms racking his body. The white slowly faded, revealing a ceiling above him. He tried to figure out what was going on. Then it hit him. Raph groaned as he felt his manhood return back to its hiding place, and he rolled onto his side, whimpering as he curled into a ball, expecting to hear the slam of a door.
But she didn't run. She swallowed and lapped all of it up until he retreated. It was salty and tangy, just like he was. To see him curled up, to see him look so upset, made her heart drop into her stomach and it was made of stone and ice. Her body that was once so flushed, and her mind that was once full of ecstasy was now focused and her body was trembling from cold. "Raph?" She asked, her voice shaking. "I hurt you…" She swore bitterly. He had told her no. She didn't listen. She hurt him again. She swore again.
"You're…not leaving?" Raph rasped in confusion.
"Did you want me to leave?" Rachel asked, wondering just how badly she scarred him. "I can if you want…" She said her heart breaking. "You said no, I should have listened. Why didn't I listen? I'm sorry Raph." Her voice cracked and she stopped ranting.
"No…no, don't leave," Raph shifted, testing his ability to move. He was shaky, but not made of jelly. Forcing himself to sit up, he looked at her, and it was his turn to feel horrible, "I'm a turtle…I would've thought…you wouldn't want such a thing…" he reached a hand over and wiped away some cum on her cheek she didn't get, "I didn't…I didn't mean to…" he bit his lip, watching how broken her eyes seemed, no longer burning their usual light.
"This is a mess isn't it?" She asked as she tried to follow his hand, but he already left her cheek and she was left with herself titling. "I can't help but to point out that you're quite obviously a turtle. If I didn't want it, I would have never asked you to let me explore. To let me feel…I just wanted to see what it was that made you, you."
Raph remembered it was soothing to her when she was touched. He brought his arms around her, pulling her into a hug, nipping at her nose in affection, "An animal, at least turtles, aren't really supposed to cum multiple times. They mate and then…as you saw…return to normal. I thought that would make you frustrated or upset enough to walk out on me."
She laughed as she nuzzled his neck and brought her arms to wrap around him. "It is frustrating, but it's just something we have to live with. It's okay." She said soothingly. "I will not walk out on you, I will never walk out on you because of something you said or did. I swear. It will always be because of me."
Raphael nuzzled her neck in return and then ran his fingers through her hair, "By the way, I didn't mean to rip at your hair," he smiled sheepishly, blushing from embarrassment, "No one has ever……touched me like that before."
"It's okay." Rachel laughed as she gently placed a hand and gently brushed the strands. "I had a feeling. It's alright."
Raph rubbed his eyes and then tilted his head, hearing grumbles in the other rooms on either side of them and above them, "Oh…Kami…Others heard us, or rather, me…didn't they?" he felt his face heat and he figured he was the color of his bandana.
"It's not as bad." Rachel said as she rubbed the back of her neck. "We used to hear it constantly and…ah…" Her cheeks heated. "They're used to it."
Raph heard a shower starting in one room and slapped his hand over his eyes, "I feel so embarrassed..." he admitted, but chuckled anyway. He laughed, feeling suddenly happy and more relaxed than ever. He licked at her neck, "I may retreat after cumming, but after a good cool down I think...if the process of foreplay is redone, I can go again," he nibbled at his lip, thinking about it, and then felt her shudder, "Forgive me…but I'm not ready to touch you anywhere intimate yet," he sighed.
"It's okay," She murmured gently as she ran her fingers against his cheek. "I won't pressure you to do anything. If you're not ready then you're not." She gently kissed him and pulled away, "I'll be glad to do it to you again though."