Happy Birthday, Mandy!
Four years ago, you could not have told me that I would be in Florida, celebrating this day with my best friend. In fact, you couldn't have told me that I would find my best friend as I did, through the medium that I did. Or, perhaps, that I could possibly have a best friend like I do Mandy. As she is not just a 'friend' or a 'writing colleague'. She is my inspiration, the woman I hope to grow up to be (though lets be honest, she's still a fae at heart...she's not quite grown up herself ^_^). She is my role model, the reason I am the person I am as I have been given strength and guidance from this woman. There is nothing about Mandy that I can't sing praise of. Its been four years since we became friends, but it truly feels like a life time. Perhaps because, for me, it was...it was four years ago that I felt as if I was given my life. We laugh together, we cry together, we give each other strength and confidence when it seems like no one else is so willing. She is truly the best person I have ever known and any one else who attempts to come into my life will be second to the friendship I have with her. For it, I only wish her the happiest day she possibly could have. You deserve it, Mandy - you deserve for this day to be in celebration of you and I have a lot to celebrate on that topic. :D
HAPPY BIRTHDAY FACE!
I'm hoping you get that one. ^_^ I told your husband that for his birthday and I'm pretty sure he didn't understand what the fuck I was talking about. I'm thinking you will. :D
For her birthday, I have given her quite a few things - the things in real life, in person, I imagine will be mentioned by her in due time. So I won't mention those here. But what I do have is something else that she had asked for. I hope you enjoy, my friend. :D I hope I did my best as well.
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“I’ve never done this before….”
Leo’s eyes smiled - it wasn’t just his lips that pulled back to reveal two rows of teeth, but his entire face that lit up with the strength of an entire man. All of his being was in that smile and, for a moment, he forgot where he was. This was not a moment to smile, certainly not a moment to get lost in memory as his three brothers all sat before him. Mikey was eager to hear what Leo had to say, Don curious and Raph uncomfortable for the topic and the man it was associated with. Leo, however, didn’t notice them as Mikey’s question had triggered a wave of remembrance he hadn’t realized he was riding.
It was when two green fingers snapped in front of his face that he paid any mind, the smile disappearing from his face and his focus realigning.
“Earth to Leo! Come back to us, Leo. There you are, it was like you were in a whole different or something…you didn’t tell us. Did you and her really…ya know…” Mikey leaned forward in his spot, with hands on his knees as if he was about to spring up from the intensity that was the implication of his words. But a smile broke out across his face and he whispered in an octave that barely constituted as a cry, let alone a soft whisper. “…do it!?”
Leo’s face instantly grew red - half from embarrassment and half from irritation at the way Mikey asked him. “No.” He answered, shaking his head as he sat up straight across from them. “We didn’t ‘do it’, Mikey. It meant a lot more than just something you must do…we must sleep, we must train, we must bathe and we must eat…those are things we ‘do’, Mikey. What I did…and what she did…well it was more than that…”
A sly little smile crossed the woman’s face, teasing and playful all in one moment. She was straddled against his legs, perched on his lap in a way that made her slightly tall enough for her eyes to sweep down at him. He had broken away in the heat of their kisses after he realized where they were headed, a path that was descending upon them and crashing all around them. Leo had never felt so heated in his life, his blood almost to boiling - it was hardly safe for his cold blooded species but he, right then, didn’t care. He had never been in a position where he didn’t care that he wasn’t considering all of his surrounding. In fact, right then, he was entirely enthralled in her and him and the harmony of their emotions.
“You’ll make a worthy student, I’m sure. Just follow my lead…do what feels good, Leo…do what makes you feel at all.” She ducked down to whisper to him, sending a rippling shiver through his body though it was immediately followed by exploding heat as she pressed close to him. So much of his life, his teenage years and the beginnings of adulthood, were spent worry about his brothers and his training. He left time for himself, to be selfish once and take that which he deserved. A reward…a feeling at all…that was gluttonous in so many ways but shared between the person he held. Their lips came together again, after Leo had nodded in agreement, and he found himself succumbing to them all over again. His hands grazed over the swell of her hip, settling first at the dip of her back that only pushed her to arch more against his chest. With every passing second, he got a little bit more daring…with her protesting, even praising him, he couldn’t help but take it in stride and push further.
It wasn’t that much different than training, he expected her to guide him like he took Master Splinter’s direction as a young turtle. The only difference was that now, he hoped to give all of himself to her…as she gave all of herself to him.
“Then what would you call it, Leo?” Don asked politely, almost concerned that he too had the wrong terminology and might offend Leo as Mikey had. The orange clad turtle wasn’t too phased by it, mostly just waiting with rapt attention for Leo to continue.
Leo smiled again, unknowingly. “I felt with her, Don…I felt. That’s what I would call it…I felt something I’ve never experienced before and never, in the course of my existence, expected to feel. I fell in love with her in that moment, I was already smitten and on the verge…but the combination of our souls, as that’s what it truly was, was like nothing I’ve ever…imagined. I made love with her, Don…not to her, not as if I was in control. I wasn’t…we both were.”
She guided him in taking off her clothes, one garment at a time, between the strength of their feverish kisses. He mostly indulged in them, his fingers quick and graceful in his tugging and pulling of the fabric. Not because he was an expert on the matter, he had never touched a woman at all as he did now…but because he was a fast learner. Leo took everything he was exposed to and tried to mimic it, perfect it, in the first attempt. Her top was eventually discarded, followed by her bottoms so her lean body was left with nothing but thin fabric separating itself from her and him. He had never seen a naked woman before, never experienced the softness of their curves and how those lines seemed to effortlessly blend into the next. He knew of them and gave them glances before when Mikey or Raph had some dirty publication they were fawning over…mostly though, it had made him give a shake of his head. It was just a picture…nothing compared to the real thing that sat before him, so close to his body that he could feel the heat of her.
“You’re staring.” Leo instantly looked up to her face, dumbstruck by her statement and almost embarrassed, ashamed, for having done just that…stared. But the grin on her face as she leaned down to grab his hands struck him too. “You’re more than welcome, Leo…keep staring. But you can touch too,” He drew in a surprised breath, agonizingly pleased, as she drew his hand up over her chest and squeezed the palm of his hand against her. The weight of her bust was surprisingly to leave as it was heavy in his palm, but so soft and light to the touch. He took her labored breaths, and wiggling movements to get closer as a sign that he was doing this right…he was giving her pleasure as he was meant to do. She, in turn, was giving him to same as he felt those tickling sensations cover his body like a thousand tiny ice cubes pressed to his skin. He leaned up to capture her lips, hotly and expertly now as he had done so more than enough times to take it upon himself to do it again, all the while roaming her body with delicate and nervous hands. He didn’t seem as nervous as he truly was, though he was certain his hands shook from more than just that - perhaps excitement too.
When his fingers grazed the fabric still covering her lower half, he felt their lips part and she helped him - guiding his fingers over the edge - to tug them free of her body. He couldn’t help but stare then too, his mouth dry and his body overwhelmed with all the sensations befalling him right then. Passion…lust…arousal…love. She settled back to his lap, his knees bent some as if to act as a chair back to the seat she had chosen. She leaned back against them, all the while guiding his hand still - the flat of his palm against her warm skin - across her belly and further down to where her aching body welcomed him. “Explore me, Leo…enjoy me.” Leo nodded dumbly, unsure of what she meant in that moment but eager to do just that - explore. And explore he did, letting the student leave the hands of the master as he, instead, decided to draw their hands apart. He grazed her swell and the whimpering response he got from his new found lover was enough to encourage him to delve deeper, tease further…please entirely. He felt that pleasure too, that overwhelming sensation of excitement once he finally dipped passed that threshold and found nothing but warmth and silky saturation of her inner folds.
“I don’t believe it.” Raph spoke gruffly, shaking his ehad as he leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest. He looked bored - if almost annoyed - by the whole conversation. Leo wasn’t reliving details with them, he had no intention of sharing second by second what had happened. Instead, he was there to tell his brothers it was possible…to love and be loved…for who they were. He was the first of them to really have it, and he hoped to guide them to find their own as well. Give them that autonomy they all deserved to have, that love and affection they deserved as well. “I don’t believe that you and her did anything…what would she want with a turtle, any how? Besides…Leo’s too much of a goody-goody to do half the things a girl like her wants.”
Leo’s eyebrow arched, almost challengingly, at Raph’s insistence. It wasn’t clear if Raph meant what he said or not, or if he was just testing the waters to rile Leo up and see how well he defended himself. If it was the latter, it certainly worked as the leading turtle was up for the challenge. “Don’t be so sure, Raph. I’m not nearly as much a prude as you’d like to paint me out to be. We most definitely ‘did it’ at its base, the mechanics of…if you’re speaking of the act itself, yes. It was there. But it was so much more…though you haven’t much room, do you? How could you possibly know what she would and wouldn’t want, what anyone would and wouldn’t want, when you’ve never had it for yourself? She wanted me…wants me even…and it was clear as day that night. Have you ever heard the pleasured cries of a woman, Raph?” Raph was quiet, seething almost though he gave no answer…mostly because his defense was lost on him. He hadn’t the experience or the knowledge to argue the topic and he was mostly upset that he didn’t. That Leo - perfect Leo - was the first to have that part of life. “Talk to me when you do.” Leo said, though this time less aggressively - he meant it too, he hoped Raph would come to him to talk about it. But at this rate, it was more than unlikely.
“So…what was it like?” Mikey chirped in, his eyes round and curious as he stole attention from Raph. Leo’s eyes flickered over. “Was it awesome?! Was there screaming? In all the movies, it’s always loud. Is it, Leo?”
Leo’s smile had returned. “Yeah…”
“Leo…oh yes, Leo..” The sound of his name on her lips, repeated over and over again, was enough to drive Leo up the wall. He never felt so alive, so energized, as he did by her continued moans and admissions to pleasure. He had taken cues from the bucking and squirming of her hips, the more and more she did - the more and more he explored. With every echoed groan that escaped her lips, she arched her body more, to get closer to him, while her head fell back on her neck. Leo, with the thickness of his fingers deep into her, had swept the dark, long hair from her shoulders and latched onto her with pleasant kisses. He kissed along her clavicle, dipping into the curve, before trailing his lips against her neck. It was lip every dollop of heat from his lips made her pant harder, though he was fairly certain it came from his more intense touching below. She eventually grabbed his wrist, after their lips at reconnected, and pulled his hand free of her body.
“Too much too soon…this isn’t over yet.” She taunted him, though her eyes were glazed over with pleasure and her breaths shallow. Their faces came together, close, as she slipped down his body and pressed against him once more. It was in that moment that she reached up and swept her hands up his arms. Slowly she started to undo the ties to his pads first, casting them aside on the floor. Next came the belt holster for his weapons that she too set gently to the ground. It was when her hands came up behind his head that Leo gasped slightly, his eyes closing as she undid the ties to the blue bandana wrapped around his face. When he felt the cool air hit that skin underneath there, he shivered in a way that sent so much arousal through him, he finally noticed exactly what it was doing to his body. He was part human and part turtle, the mutation had long ago changed and altered his DNA to response that of both. It was why he and his brothers walked on two legs with a shell…but with the higher thinking of a human being.
Therefore what brushed against her inner thigh was a combination of the two as well. The tail of a turtle that met the shaft of a man - Leo knew of it, for the most part, as a theory. It was so difficult to free that part of his body as it meant arousal, true arousal, to even get his tail to peak out from his shell. Too much of his childhood was spent focused on training and fighting and learning that he didn’t have time for those bodily pleasure - instead, he ignored them. And even more so, he was rarely introduced to someone that could entice him to be so aroused - a woman’s body. “I’m sorry…” He hissed in a whisper, almost panicked for it as he was almost embarrassed by what his body was doing. He felt his breath catch in his throat as his cheeks turned pink and he sighed. “I didn’t….”
“You really didn’t know, Leo?” Don asked, his eyebrow raised to which Leo sighed again.
“It’s not that I didn’t know, I just…I knew but I had never really experienced…even for a second…well, it.” He blushed further, shifting uncomfortably in his spot as the topic grew particularly awkward for the turtle. He didn’t like the fact that Raph looked stunned and Mikey’s mouth had long ago portrayed a perfect ‘O’ as if he too was shocked at this news. Leo shook his head again. “It’s not that big a deal, I know now…that’s not the point though. The point is that she was okay with it….there are people out there, women even, who can be okay with this.”
Mikey drew out his words in long syllables when he spoke. “Soooo…what you’re saying is…she didn’t go off running in the other direction? Did she like it?”
“Sorry…? Why are you sorry? It’s kind of supposed to do that.” She spoke in a whispering tease again, though it was Leo’s face that made her grow serious for a moment. “You really didn’t….you really haven’t done this before, huh? Not even a solo performance--are you saint? An angel? Well, not any more, hot shot. Embrace what you have…because I already know I will enjoy it, you should too.” She told him encouragingly and it helped - it let Leo dive into another kiss, their lips connecting. He was naked now too, though he didn’t have much by way of clothing - just his weapons and the face mask. But he was just Leo right then, stripped of them entirely for the woman who stole his heart so easily. She trailed kisses too, along the soft skin part between his neck and top of his plastron, that made him shiver. What struck his fancy most - making his body quiver at her touch - was when she drew her hands along his sides. There was skin there, exposed and rarely touched for how his body lay, that was sensitive to her in that moment. It was so soft, so virgin, that he felt every prickle of pleasure ripple through him. And soon, she didn’t hesitate to hold the entirety of his being in her palms…
It rocked his body like he couldn’t explain, the sensation of her hand across the rigid length was just sort of agonizing. She ran her hand up along him, giving swift but lovingly sweeps across the ridged and weeping tip. A noise escaped Leo before he could help himself - in fact, it came from the depths of his throat only to reverberate against the roof of his mouth and bounce off the back of his teeth. It was a low rumble, but loud enough that it filled the heavy air around them. She didn’t stop what she was doing, in fact she stroked him a little faster, though her eyebrow had risen and a smirk crossed her face as he tipped his head back too, the noise escaping his throat.
He had never been so out of control, so comfortable and perfect with someone that he didn’t need that control in the first place. He was glad she was touching him as he didn’t have time to be embarrassed by what his body was doing in response. She pumped him full of even more blood, bringing his unit to its full size so it weighed heavily in her palm.
“Churring.” Donnie spoke when Leo explained - poorly - how it had just happened and he couldn’t quite explain why or what it was. His eyes moved to Don, surprised by his brothers knowledge though not really…Don was the sort to know those things, those answers, so left field to Leo. Don shrugged, though he too looked almost a little bashful. “I’m not…I mean I always knew of it more than in theory, Leo…I can’t believe you didn’t know, not even a little. It’s…it scared me too, the first time I…well. Whatever. But it worried me, so I looked into it. Male turtles do it, its an involuntary act…like breathing only it comes with pleasure. Churring, that’s what its called.”
Leo nodded his head then. “So long as it was supposed to happen, that’s what matters to me. And she seemed not to mind at all.”
“That…that’s going to happen again.” She purred, looping her arms around Leo’s neck after she left his swollen member pressed between their bodies. She smiled at him, her lips grazing his briefly as they both were riled up, hot and aroused by one another. “We’re definitely getting you to make that sound again…it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” Leo blushed, still confused and somewhat ashamed of it as he didn’t expect it to happen. But he was learning that he didn’t expect anything that was happening in that moment. They shared in kisses again, his tongue matching hers word for word, in every syllable spoken in a language that was all their own. And it was after a while, their lust for one another heightened, that she finally broke away again. “Are you ready?” She asked, though she had already lightly taken a hold of him again, kneeling up on his body so she stood a little taller yet. Leo nodded dumbly, unsure what he was ready for. “Just relax, okay? And…let me do this at first. You could hurt me, my body isn’t that big…if you go to fast, it could hurt. If you let me do this first, then we’re both going to enjoy the hell out of it.” She encouraged him and Leo nodded, intent on making sure he didn’t mess up so that he could keep her from feeling pain.
But when she guided the girth of his body into hers, lubricated by their natural fluids, all sense of awareness was lost on Leo. She was slowly and gingerly sinking in against him, so it felt tantalizingly slow as her body molded and stretched to take him entirely. He let out another chur - low and soft - without his knowledge as her body hugged him. She smiled, clearly pleased too by the sensation of their bodies intertwined together in the way that their souls were meeting. Soon, she was resting against his plastron, her body entirely filled up by Leo so that he could feel nothing but the warm sensation of her inner walls. He shivered, labored breaths escaping him as his eyelids barely could stay open as the euphoria swept his body. “Slowly…” She whispered to him, panting too as she helped him to figure out how to rock their bodies together. It was gingerly, hesitant even, at first as he tried to learn and put thoughts together - and his body wasn’t having that as every time she pulled away only to sink more, his body became more and more like melted putty. Churs escaped him in quick mumbles, though he eventually slid his hands across her back side and used it as a brace for himself - as soft and very pleasing brace - as he eventually fell to a rhythm with her.
It matched their heart beats, simultaneously connected as they came apart only to come back together. Their speed quickened, breaths heavy as their bodies began to dot with beads of sweat. Nothing like it had happened to Leo before though he fully intended on it happening again, with this person specifically. He drew from her body just enough to plunge deeper inward, learning quickly at what angle and what speed she went wild for most. His churring, which he couldn’t stop at this point, and her moans of pleasure mixed to make a melody so sweet and decadent, he found himself addicted to its concoction. They fawned over one another, their lips coming together in heated passion when they couldn’t help but devour their lips. But soon enough, the ecstasy of the moment kept them from keeping those kisses as Joey couldn’t help but arch to let out a moan and Leo’s hands roamed her body further, though one stayed firmly to her body as leverage.
It hit Leo like a bucket of ice and an explosion of fire all at once. His body shook in his rapture, singing a melody so sweet with her that he couldn’t help but feel entirely for it. The sensations that consumed him were too much as he let out a breathless noise, as if the wind was knocked from his lungs, just as her body managed to squeeze and convulse against his, causing his own to erupt inside of her. His vision blurred and every muscle in his body contracted, putting all its efforts into pour out into her body, before they relaxed in an instantaneous moment. It was breath taking, euphoric and pleasurable in one second, that made Leo wonder how he had spent so long without the pleasure of the body. She too was relishing in their end, the mutual hill they had climbed only to fall down together. She sank against him, his body still buried deep inside of her. But her arms snaked around his body as she fell there, the weight of her pressed to him comfortably. He too hugged her, his eyes happily shut as he felt nothing but loved.
“I love you, Joey Hoxie.” He whispered, so softly he could barely hear himself. But she seemed to, his words tickling her ear through the thick dark hair that hung to her head. He kissed her forehead, pushing back sweat dotted bangs before sighing happily.
“I love you too, Leo.”
HAPPY BIRTHDAY FACE!
I'm hoping you get that one. ^_^ I told your husband that for his birthday and I'm pretty sure he didn't understand what the fuck I was talking about. I'm thinking you will. :D
For her birthday, I have given her quite a few things - the things in real life, in person, I imagine will be mentioned by her in due time. So I won't mention those here. But what I do have is something else that she had asked for. I hope you enjoy, my friend. :D I hope I did my best as well.
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“I’ve never done this before….”
Leo’s eyes smiled - it wasn’t just his lips that pulled back to reveal two rows of teeth, but his entire face that lit up with the strength of an entire man. All of his being was in that smile and, for a moment, he forgot where he was. This was not a moment to smile, certainly not a moment to get lost in memory as his three brothers all sat before him. Mikey was eager to hear what Leo had to say, Don curious and Raph uncomfortable for the topic and the man it was associated with. Leo, however, didn’t notice them as Mikey’s question had triggered a wave of remembrance he hadn’t realized he was riding.
It was when two green fingers snapped in front of his face that he paid any mind, the smile disappearing from his face and his focus realigning.
“Earth to Leo! Come back to us, Leo. There you are, it was like you were in a whole different or something…you didn’t tell us. Did you and her really…ya know…” Mikey leaned forward in his spot, with hands on his knees as if he was about to spring up from the intensity that was the implication of his words. But a smile broke out across his face and he whispered in an octave that barely constituted as a cry, let alone a soft whisper. “…do it!?”
Leo’s face instantly grew red - half from embarrassment and half from irritation at the way Mikey asked him. “No.” He answered, shaking his head as he sat up straight across from them. “We didn’t ‘do it’, Mikey. It meant a lot more than just something you must do…we must sleep, we must train, we must bathe and we must eat…those are things we ‘do’, Mikey. What I did…and what she did…well it was more than that…”
A sly little smile crossed the woman’s face, teasing and playful all in one moment. She was straddled against his legs, perched on his lap in a way that made her slightly tall enough for her eyes to sweep down at him. He had broken away in the heat of their kisses after he realized where they were headed, a path that was descending upon them and crashing all around them. Leo had never felt so heated in his life, his blood almost to boiling - it was hardly safe for his cold blooded species but he, right then, didn’t care. He had never been in a position where he didn’t care that he wasn’t considering all of his surrounding. In fact, right then, he was entirely enthralled in her and him and the harmony of their emotions.
“You’ll make a worthy student, I’m sure. Just follow my lead…do what feels good, Leo…do what makes you feel at all.” She ducked down to whisper to him, sending a rippling shiver through his body though it was immediately followed by exploding heat as she pressed close to him. So much of his life, his teenage years and the beginnings of adulthood, were spent worry about his brothers and his training. He left time for himself, to be selfish once and take that which he deserved. A reward…a feeling at all…that was gluttonous in so many ways but shared between the person he held. Their lips came together again, after Leo had nodded in agreement, and he found himself succumbing to them all over again. His hands grazed over the swell of her hip, settling first at the dip of her back that only pushed her to arch more against his chest. With every passing second, he got a little bit more daring…with her protesting, even praising him, he couldn’t help but take it in stride and push further.
It wasn’t that much different than training, he expected her to guide him like he took Master Splinter’s direction as a young turtle. The only difference was that now, he hoped to give all of himself to her…as she gave all of herself to him.
“Then what would you call it, Leo?” Don asked politely, almost concerned that he too had the wrong terminology and might offend Leo as Mikey had. The orange clad turtle wasn’t too phased by it, mostly just waiting with rapt attention for Leo to continue.
Leo smiled again, unknowingly. “I felt with her, Don…I felt. That’s what I would call it…I felt something I’ve never experienced before and never, in the course of my existence, expected to feel. I fell in love with her in that moment, I was already smitten and on the verge…but the combination of our souls, as that’s what it truly was, was like nothing I’ve ever…imagined. I made love with her, Don…not to her, not as if I was in control. I wasn’t…we both were.”
She guided him in taking off her clothes, one garment at a time, between the strength of their feverish kisses. He mostly indulged in them, his fingers quick and graceful in his tugging and pulling of the fabric. Not because he was an expert on the matter, he had never touched a woman at all as he did now…but because he was a fast learner. Leo took everything he was exposed to and tried to mimic it, perfect it, in the first attempt. Her top was eventually discarded, followed by her bottoms so her lean body was left with nothing but thin fabric separating itself from her and him. He had never seen a naked woman before, never experienced the softness of their curves and how those lines seemed to effortlessly blend into the next. He knew of them and gave them glances before when Mikey or Raph had some dirty publication they were fawning over…mostly though, it had made him give a shake of his head. It was just a picture…nothing compared to the real thing that sat before him, so close to his body that he could feel the heat of her.
“You’re staring.” Leo instantly looked up to her face, dumbstruck by her statement and almost embarrassed, ashamed, for having done just that…stared. But the grin on her face as she leaned down to grab his hands struck him too. “You’re more than welcome, Leo…keep staring. But you can touch too,” He drew in a surprised breath, agonizingly pleased, as she drew his hand up over her chest and squeezed the palm of his hand against her. The weight of her bust was surprisingly to leave as it was heavy in his palm, but so soft and light to the touch. He took her labored breaths, and wiggling movements to get closer as a sign that he was doing this right…he was giving her pleasure as he was meant to do. She, in turn, was giving him to same as he felt those tickling sensations cover his body like a thousand tiny ice cubes pressed to his skin. He leaned up to capture her lips, hotly and expertly now as he had done so more than enough times to take it upon himself to do it again, all the while roaming her body with delicate and nervous hands. He didn’t seem as nervous as he truly was, though he was certain his hands shook from more than just that - perhaps excitement too.
When his fingers grazed the fabric still covering her lower half, he felt their lips part and she helped him - guiding his fingers over the edge - to tug them free of her body. He couldn’t help but stare then too, his mouth dry and his body overwhelmed with all the sensations befalling him right then. Passion…lust…arousal…love. She settled back to his lap, his knees bent some as if to act as a chair back to the seat she had chosen. She leaned back against them, all the while guiding his hand still - the flat of his palm against her warm skin - across her belly and further down to where her aching body welcomed him. “Explore me, Leo…enjoy me.” Leo nodded dumbly, unsure of what she meant in that moment but eager to do just that - explore. And explore he did, letting the student leave the hands of the master as he, instead, decided to draw their hands apart. He grazed her swell and the whimpering response he got from his new found lover was enough to encourage him to delve deeper, tease further…please entirely. He felt that pleasure too, that overwhelming sensation of excitement once he finally dipped passed that threshold and found nothing but warmth and silky saturation of her inner folds.
“I don’t believe it.” Raph spoke gruffly, shaking his ehad as he leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest. He looked bored - if almost annoyed - by the whole conversation. Leo wasn’t reliving details with them, he had no intention of sharing second by second what had happened. Instead, he was there to tell his brothers it was possible…to love and be loved…for who they were. He was the first of them to really have it, and he hoped to guide them to find their own as well. Give them that autonomy they all deserved to have, that love and affection they deserved as well. “I don’t believe that you and her did anything…what would she want with a turtle, any how? Besides…Leo’s too much of a goody-goody to do half the things a girl like her wants.”
Leo’s eyebrow arched, almost challengingly, at Raph’s insistence. It wasn’t clear if Raph meant what he said or not, or if he was just testing the waters to rile Leo up and see how well he defended himself. If it was the latter, it certainly worked as the leading turtle was up for the challenge. “Don’t be so sure, Raph. I’m not nearly as much a prude as you’d like to paint me out to be. We most definitely ‘did it’ at its base, the mechanics of…if you’re speaking of the act itself, yes. It was there. But it was so much more…though you haven’t much room, do you? How could you possibly know what she would and wouldn’t want, what anyone would and wouldn’t want, when you’ve never had it for yourself? She wanted me…wants me even…and it was clear as day that night. Have you ever heard the pleasured cries of a woman, Raph?” Raph was quiet, seething almost though he gave no answer…mostly because his defense was lost on him. He hadn’t the experience or the knowledge to argue the topic and he was mostly upset that he didn’t. That Leo - perfect Leo - was the first to have that part of life. “Talk to me when you do.” Leo said, though this time less aggressively - he meant it too, he hoped Raph would come to him to talk about it. But at this rate, it was more than unlikely.
“So…what was it like?” Mikey chirped in, his eyes round and curious as he stole attention from Raph. Leo’s eyes flickered over. “Was it awesome?! Was there screaming? In all the movies, it’s always loud. Is it, Leo?”
Leo’s smile had returned. “Yeah…”
“Leo…oh yes, Leo..” The sound of his name on her lips, repeated over and over again, was enough to drive Leo up the wall. He never felt so alive, so energized, as he did by her continued moans and admissions to pleasure. He had taken cues from the bucking and squirming of her hips, the more and more she did - the more and more he explored. With every echoed groan that escaped her lips, she arched her body more, to get closer to him, while her head fell back on her neck. Leo, with the thickness of his fingers deep into her, had swept the dark, long hair from her shoulders and latched onto her with pleasant kisses. He kissed along her clavicle, dipping into the curve, before trailing his lips against her neck. It was lip every dollop of heat from his lips made her pant harder, though he was fairly certain it came from his more intense touching below. She eventually grabbed his wrist, after their lips at reconnected, and pulled his hand free of her body.
“Too much too soon…this isn’t over yet.” She taunted him, though her eyes were glazed over with pleasure and her breaths shallow. Their faces came together, close, as she slipped down his body and pressed against him once more. It was in that moment that she reached up and swept her hands up his arms. Slowly she started to undo the ties to his pads first, casting them aside on the floor. Next came the belt holster for his weapons that she too set gently to the ground. It was when her hands came up behind his head that Leo gasped slightly, his eyes closing as she undid the ties to the blue bandana wrapped around his face. When he felt the cool air hit that skin underneath there, he shivered in a way that sent so much arousal through him, he finally noticed exactly what it was doing to his body. He was part human and part turtle, the mutation had long ago changed and altered his DNA to response that of both. It was why he and his brothers walked on two legs with a shell…but with the higher thinking of a human being.
Therefore what brushed against her inner thigh was a combination of the two as well. The tail of a turtle that met the shaft of a man - Leo knew of it, for the most part, as a theory. It was so difficult to free that part of his body as it meant arousal, true arousal, to even get his tail to peak out from his shell. Too much of his childhood was spent focused on training and fighting and learning that he didn’t have time for those bodily pleasure - instead, he ignored them. And even more so, he was rarely introduced to someone that could entice him to be so aroused - a woman’s body. “I’m sorry…” He hissed in a whisper, almost panicked for it as he was almost embarrassed by what his body was doing. He felt his breath catch in his throat as his cheeks turned pink and he sighed. “I didn’t….”
“You really didn’t know, Leo?” Don asked, his eyebrow raised to which Leo sighed again.
“It’s not that I didn’t know, I just…I knew but I had never really experienced…even for a second…well, it.” He blushed further, shifting uncomfortably in his spot as the topic grew particularly awkward for the turtle. He didn’t like the fact that Raph looked stunned and Mikey’s mouth had long ago portrayed a perfect ‘O’ as if he too was shocked at this news. Leo shook his head again. “It’s not that big a deal, I know now…that’s not the point though. The point is that she was okay with it….there are people out there, women even, who can be okay with this.”
Mikey drew out his words in long syllables when he spoke. “Soooo…what you’re saying is…she didn’t go off running in the other direction? Did she like it?”
“Sorry…? Why are you sorry? It’s kind of supposed to do that.” She spoke in a whispering tease again, though it was Leo’s face that made her grow serious for a moment. “You really didn’t….you really haven’t done this before, huh? Not even a solo performance--are you saint? An angel? Well, not any more, hot shot. Embrace what you have…because I already know I will enjoy it, you should too.” She told him encouragingly and it helped - it let Leo dive into another kiss, their lips connecting. He was naked now too, though he didn’t have much by way of clothing - just his weapons and the face mask. But he was just Leo right then, stripped of them entirely for the woman who stole his heart so easily. She trailed kisses too, along the soft skin part between his neck and top of his plastron, that made him shiver. What struck his fancy most - making his body quiver at her touch - was when she drew her hands along his sides. There was skin there, exposed and rarely touched for how his body lay, that was sensitive to her in that moment. It was so soft, so virgin, that he felt every prickle of pleasure ripple through him. And soon, she didn’t hesitate to hold the entirety of his being in her palms…
It rocked his body like he couldn’t explain, the sensation of her hand across the rigid length was just sort of agonizing. She ran her hand up along him, giving swift but lovingly sweeps across the ridged and weeping tip. A noise escaped Leo before he could help himself - in fact, it came from the depths of his throat only to reverberate against the roof of his mouth and bounce off the back of his teeth. It was a low rumble, but loud enough that it filled the heavy air around them. She didn’t stop what she was doing, in fact she stroked him a little faster, though her eyebrow had risen and a smirk crossed her face as he tipped his head back too, the noise escaping his throat.
He had never been so out of control, so comfortable and perfect with someone that he didn’t need that control in the first place. He was glad she was touching him as he didn’t have time to be embarrassed by what his body was doing in response. She pumped him full of even more blood, bringing his unit to its full size so it weighed heavily in her palm.
“Churring.” Donnie spoke when Leo explained - poorly - how it had just happened and he couldn’t quite explain why or what it was. His eyes moved to Don, surprised by his brothers knowledge though not really…Don was the sort to know those things, those answers, so left field to Leo. Don shrugged, though he too looked almost a little bashful. “I’m not…I mean I always knew of it more than in theory, Leo…I can’t believe you didn’t know, not even a little. It’s…it scared me too, the first time I…well. Whatever. But it worried me, so I looked into it. Male turtles do it, its an involuntary act…like breathing only it comes with pleasure. Churring, that’s what its called.”
Leo nodded his head then. “So long as it was supposed to happen, that’s what matters to me. And she seemed not to mind at all.”
“That…that’s going to happen again.” She purred, looping her arms around Leo’s neck after she left his swollen member pressed between their bodies. She smiled at him, her lips grazing his briefly as they both were riled up, hot and aroused by one another. “We’re definitely getting you to make that sound again…it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” Leo blushed, still confused and somewhat ashamed of it as he didn’t expect it to happen. But he was learning that he didn’t expect anything that was happening in that moment. They shared in kisses again, his tongue matching hers word for word, in every syllable spoken in a language that was all their own. And it was after a while, their lust for one another heightened, that she finally broke away again. “Are you ready?” She asked, though she had already lightly taken a hold of him again, kneeling up on his body so she stood a little taller yet. Leo nodded dumbly, unsure what he was ready for. “Just relax, okay? And…let me do this at first. You could hurt me, my body isn’t that big…if you go to fast, it could hurt. If you let me do this first, then we’re both going to enjoy the hell out of it.” She encouraged him and Leo nodded, intent on making sure he didn’t mess up so that he could keep her from feeling pain.
But when she guided the girth of his body into hers, lubricated by their natural fluids, all sense of awareness was lost on Leo. She was slowly and gingerly sinking in against him, so it felt tantalizingly slow as her body molded and stretched to take him entirely. He let out another chur - low and soft - without his knowledge as her body hugged him. She smiled, clearly pleased too by the sensation of their bodies intertwined together in the way that their souls were meeting. Soon, she was resting against his plastron, her body entirely filled up by Leo so that he could feel nothing but the warm sensation of her inner walls. He shivered, labored breaths escaping him as his eyelids barely could stay open as the euphoria swept his body. “Slowly…” She whispered to him, panting too as she helped him to figure out how to rock their bodies together. It was gingerly, hesitant even, at first as he tried to learn and put thoughts together - and his body wasn’t having that as every time she pulled away only to sink more, his body became more and more like melted putty. Churs escaped him in quick mumbles, though he eventually slid his hands across her back side and used it as a brace for himself - as soft and very pleasing brace - as he eventually fell to a rhythm with her.
It matched their heart beats, simultaneously connected as they came apart only to come back together. Their speed quickened, breaths heavy as their bodies began to dot with beads of sweat. Nothing like it had happened to Leo before though he fully intended on it happening again, with this person specifically. He drew from her body just enough to plunge deeper inward, learning quickly at what angle and what speed she went wild for most. His churring, which he couldn’t stop at this point, and her moans of pleasure mixed to make a melody so sweet and decadent, he found himself addicted to its concoction. They fawned over one another, their lips coming together in heated passion when they couldn’t help but devour their lips. But soon enough, the ecstasy of the moment kept them from keeping those kisses as Joey couldn’t help but arch to let out a moan and Leo’s hands roamed her body further, though one stayed firmly to her body as leverage.
It hit Leo like a bucket of ice and an explosion of fire all at once. His body shook in his rapture, singing a melody so sweet with her that he couldn’t help but feel entirely for it. The sensations that consumed him were too much as he let out a breathless noise, as if the wind was knocked from his lungs, just as her body managed to squeeze and convulse against his, causing his own to erupt inside of her. His vision blurred and every muscle in his body contracted, putting all its efforts into pour out into her body, before they relaxed in an instantaneous moment. It was breath taking, euphoric and pleasurable in one second, that made Leo wonder how he had spent so long without the pleasure of the body. She too was relishing in their end, the mutual hill they had climbed only to fall down together. She sank against him, his body still buried deep inside of her. But her arms snaked around his body as she fell there, the weight of her pressed to him comfortably. He too hugged her, his eyes happily shut as he felt nothing but loved.
“I love you, Joey Hoxie.” He whispered, so softly he could barely hear himself. But she seemed to, his words tickling her ear through the thick dark hair that hung to her head. He kissed her forehead, pushing back sweat dotted bangs before sighing happily.
“I love you too, Leo.”