"That was embarrassing," Donnie said matter of factly as he walked back out to the pit with Casey, April, and Mikey.
"Not for me," Mikey said with a grin. "Didja see sensei's face?" He had bounced over to the couch but now stalled as he stood in front of it in order to eye it suspiciously.
"The couch is fine, Mike," Casey said, dropping himself down on one end of it. He watched Mikey out of the corner of his eye and waited until Mikey began to gingerly lower himself on the couch before speaking again. "Except for there, cause that was Donnie's spot."
"Hey!" Mikey yelped as he sprang back up on his feet. "D!"
Donnie ducked his head, but mostly to hide his own smirk. "I didn't - ," he paused to clear his throat and wrap his arms around April's shoulders from behind, partly to use her as a shield, "- initiate what happened."
Mikey glared back at him. Part of him was happy for Donnie. The other part of him wanted to sit on the couch. "This side okay?" he asked, pointing to the opposite side from where Casey currently sat.
"Sure is," Casey said with a grin. "Specially since Red wasn't on the couch during the -,"
Mikey groaned at the extra information and quickly leapt over the couch to heads towards his own room. He had a phone call to make anyway.
"You're on your own for breakfast!" he called out behind him.
"Too much information, Jones," April growled at him with a pretty impressive glare in his direction.
Casey threw his hands up and smiled. "Hey, I wouldn't have said anything more than that!"
Donnie kissed the top of April's head and then moved so he could sit next to Casey while he pulled April down into his lap. She went without protest and despite the previous glare, moved her legs so that they fell across Casey's lap.
"Besides, if he's been datin Woody for a year, I hardly doubt Mikey is the naive turtle we all thought he was," Casey murmured and then watched as Donnie's face seemed to shift in realization. Clearly, the thought hadn't occurred to the smart turtle previously.
"How much do you think Master Splinter actually heard last night?" April suddenly asked in a low whisper.
"Considering he can probably hear you right now if he really wanted to?" Donnie said, not bothering to whisper. He couldn't help the grin that covered his face. He wanted to feel more embarrassed about the numerous churrs that had escaped him last night but the only emotion he could pull up was affection for the two humans who were currently pressed against him.
"And that didn't occur to you last night!" April said, still maintaining her loud whisper.
"Don't give him a hard time, Red," Casey said. He let one of his hands slide over one of April's legs. "The brain can't be expected to function like normal when yer bein so distractin."
Donnie smiled at Casey in thanks for defending him before shrugging at April. "I'll work on soundproofing today."
"Plus, he wasn't that upset," Casey said, staring off across the room for a moment. "Much cooler than my dad or Mr. O'Neil will ever be."
"We'll work on soundproofing today," April said, finally wrapping an arm around Donnie's neck and relaxing against his plastron. "You in, Jones?"
Donnie turned suddenly to Casey, "Hey, don't you have practice this morning?"
Casey's thoughts about his father receded as he turned to Donnie and April and smiled. He liked this new aspect of his life where Donatello had his schedule memorized and worried over where he should be.
"Yeah," he said, his tone softer than normal. "I better get goin. After practice I have to help my dad in his shop before tonight's game." He stood slowly and eyed the two of them. He really didn't want to leave them. He rested a knee on the couch cushion and let his hand fall to the back of the couch in order to support himself before ducking his face in between their faces. "Last night was fun," he whispered before pressing a kiss to first April's lips and then Donnie's. He straightened and began to walk towards the exit. "I'll text ya when I get home after the game tonight, but I guess I won't see ya till tomorrow."
"Don't pull those stitches out," Donnie called out after him. He watched Casey grin back at him before he disappeared around a corner. He turned his attention back to April. April who was still curled up in his lap. April, who last night had had her mouth –
April twisted and looked up at Donnie. "Did he seem off to you?"
Donnie refocused quickly and nodded. "Yes, he seemed to space out for a moment there. You should go to his game tonight. I can't be there for him in public. But you can."
He watched April nod slowly and reached his hand up to run his fingers through her red hair. It was silky in texture and slipped easily through his fingers. And when he heard a soft sigh, he quickly repeated the motion.
"I'm sorry about the embarrassment this morning," he murmured to her. Although he'd been embarrassed to have been caught, it was clear that it had not embarrassed Casey. If anything, the hockey player even seemed fairly amused by the whole ordeal. But it hadn't escaped Donnie's attention just how red April's skin had become.
"It turned out okay," April said, "right?"
Donnie nodded and shifted slightly in his seat. "And you're okay otherwise? After last night, I mean, because -,"
She cut him off by pressing her mouth over his in a swift kiss. "I have no regrets about last night, Donnie," she whispered to him. "If that's where you're going with this."
He huffed out a breath.
"You forget how well I know you," she responded with a smile. "Even more so after last night I'd say."
He could feel himself flush as he watched her eyes travel down his plastron before rising to meet his again.
"Well, I do enjoy an educational activity," Donnie murmured.
April shifted herself in his lap and Donnie nearly groaned when her hip rubbed against his slit. The small smile on her face made it difficult for him to believe the contact had been accidental.
"You're in luck, then, because there's going to be quite a lot to teach each other." Her smile grew quickly as she heard the purring noise rumble in Donnie's chest. The noise pleased her, but also quickly reminded her that Master Splinter and his excellent hearing were nearby.
Donnie watched April's eyes dart towards the dojo and he let his head fall back against the couch and bit back an exasperated groan. It was an interesting feeling to be both torn between wanting her to continue teasing him, while also thankful that it was going to stop considering how close all of his family members currently were.
"Maybe we should get started on the soundproofing."
Despite having similar thoughts, April giggled out a "Whatever you say" before she wiggled her way out of his lap, with a little more wiggle than was completely necessary.
He narrowed his eyes at her when she stood and stared innocently down at him. His room was already soundproof, a fact no one else knew, and his first instinct was to pick her up and carry her off to it. But Casey's face came to mind and he managed to slow his breathing as he considered what it meant that a part of their trio was currently missing.
April tilted her head at him as she watched the flush disappear and a familiar thoughtful expression take its place.
"What's up, D?" she asked.
He stood up then and took her hand. She didn't ask further questions as he led her into his room and shut the door behind them. He pressed his shell against the door, not trusting himself to go near the bed at the moment.
"You're incredibly arousing, April," he said, cutting right to the chase. "I mean, I thought I was attracted to you before, but really, I had absolutely no idea how -,"
"Donnie," April said, cutting him off before he could go too far off on this tangent, especially because she was pretty sure this wasn't his main point.
He rubbed a hand across the back of his neck. "I'm having a hard time keeping my hands off you. But, it seems like – I mean, since this is all new, that, uh, maybe we shouldn't do new things without everyone present. I mean, I know you said guidelines sounded kind of formal, but we can only do these things for the first time once, right? And if someone were to miss out, then I think that might stick with them. and -,"
April moved forward and pressed her mouth to Donnie's once again. She enjoyed how effective this new technique was at getting his attention. The way his lips moved against hers while his hands moved to her lower back in order to pull her in closer was just an added bonus. She pulled away only when she physically felt his chest vibrate against hers with that purring sound.
"Is there a name for that?"
"Churring," he said, slightly breathless. "Each one is called a churr."
"I like your churrs," she whispered back to him. "Come here." She took one of his hands and led him over to the bed. "I think you're right," she said once they were seated next to each other.
"So that rambling made sense?"
"Yes," she said with a smile. "And we can talk to Casey about this too when we have him again, but you are right. Maybe down the road, when we're all settled into this and we've had some experience, it might be fine for two of us to pursue something even if the third is busy somewhere. But, I was also thinking about this the other night when I was studying and you two were able to sleep together. And I would've felt left out if you'd done more than sleep. And if we do more than kiss right now, Casey will feel left out, and I don't want that for him."
"I don't either," Donatello said. He let one of his fingers trace over her knuckles as she continued to speak.
"And it's fine if you want to call them guidelines," she said with a laugh. "Although, I don't think we're going to need any charts or graphs."
"Don't underestimate the value of a good chart," Donnie said, straightening in his seat with a wide grin. "We could mark off different activities as we go."
April laughed loudly and couldn't resist climbing into his lap. "Donatello Hamato! Don't you dare!"