#rottmnt x reader smut

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

Hi! I hope you're doing well and drinking water! If its alright with you, may I request rottmnt Leo reacting to his s/o wearing thigh highs? It can be suggestive or full nsfw, the choice is yours!

Temptation In Thigh Highs (Fluff?) (Suggestive)

Rise!Leonardo x reader

A/N: I decided not to do a full blown NSFW this time around. Sometimes we need something a little more chill😎 Also, is it bad that I don’t own any thigh highs?😂

All characters are aged up.

Warnings: Suggestive themes, implied sex afterwards.

When you told Leo that you had a surprise for him, he couldn’t help but get a little excited, if not curious. That little mischievous smile you flashed when he asked what it was, gave him all he needed to know. It was in fact something that he should be excited for.

Leo sat restlessly on your couch, his knee bouncing while his eyes roamed your living room, as if it would give him a clue of what you had in store for him. After having been dating for as long as the two of you had, Leo was used to your apartment. Yet he couldn’t help himself, hoping that something could lead him to whatever surprise had for him. But nothing gave him a clue. And nothing could prepare him for what you were wearing as you left your bedroom, making your way into the living room, the sight made his heart race and his thoughts scatter like leaves in the wind.

You walked into the room, a mischievous grin playing on your lips. Your attire was but lacy lingerie, leaving Leo’s mind blown as he took in the sight of you, his eyes staying on your legs for a whole minute. Thigh high stockings adorned your legs, accentuating every curve of muscle and fat, and leaving little to the imagination.

"What do you think?", you asked him, your mischievous smile still plastered on your face, yet your voice trying to sound innocent.

Leo’s mouth was dry as he gulped, still somewhat taken aback by the beautiful sight before him. He couldn't tear his gaze away from your legs, the stockings drawing his attention like a magnet. Heat flooded his cheeks causing his face to feel hot, along with a sudden rush to his cloaca.

"(Y/N)... What are you wearing?", Leo managed to say, his voice filled with awe. He had seen you in lingerie before… plenty of times actually, just before he would rip it off of you, but never, never had he seen you in thigh highs. It was as if you just stepped out of those pornos he used to watch before the two of you got together, imagining the girl in the thigh highs were you, pinned beneath him.

You chuckled lightly, enjoying the effect you had on him. "Just something I found in my closet. Do you like it?"

Leo nodded enthusiastically, a warm smile spreading across his face as his usual charm and charisma coming back.

"You look absolutely stunning, (Y/N). So stunning that I think my heart stopped for a moment", he said, placing a hand on his plastron, as if he tried to massage it through his hard keratin.

A blush painted your cheeks at his compliment, and you couldn't help but feel a flutter in your heart, the small thrill you had hopped for running through your body. 

"Thank you, Leo. I'm glad you think so", you said, feeling nervous yet beautiful under his gace. How lucky you were to have a boyfriend, that made you feel so beautiful.

As you shared a tender gaze, a thought crossed Leo's mind. A thought that soon turned into a scenario in his head, building up the pressure behind his cloaca.

"You know, those thigh highs are quite tempting...", he said, resting his elbows on his knees, allowing him to lean towards you, his eyes running over your body once more, his small movements heating up the room, just as if he had started a fire.

You laughed softly, a twinkle in your eye. You knew he would go there. That was why you put these thigh highs on in the first place. Because you loved it when he went there. But you had to act innocent. It was part of the fun. Something that made it even more interesting for the two of you.

"You never miss an opportunity, do you?", you asked, slowly taking a few steps towards him on the couch. It was amazing to watch Leo sometimes. Just a moment ago he sat with a bouncing knee, and now he sat comfortably on the couch, legs spread and just inviting you to come closer.

Leo grinned, reaching out for you as you came to stand between his legs. "What can I say? When it comes to you, I can't help but be inspired". And with those words, he grabbed a firm hold of your hips, before pulling you down, so that you were straddling his lap. Just one of the many positions Leo would be seeing you and thigh highs in that night.

[xoalsferalmindscape]

R!Leo x Reader

This appeared in my brain so I had to write it (and it took me forEVER)

⚠All characters depicted are 18+⚠

⚠NSFW⚠

Minors DNI!!

Youre horny. Mind numbingly so.

You sit on your bed, rubbing your thighs together, and man, you missed Leo. Your mind fuels the flames of your lust, feeding you images of him fucking you.

Holding you close while he ruts into, kissing along your neck, filling up up and fuck- you're soaked.

Well that's a pair of panties ruined.

You smirk, an idea popping into your head. Why should you be the only one who's desperately horny?

You take your phone and snap a variety of spicy photos and send them Leo's way. You turn your phone off and set it on the nightstand.

Some 10 minutes later, you know exactly when Leo sees the pictures, because he steps out of the portal he spawned in your room.

"Mi amor...."

He steps towards you, cupping you face in one hand and pulls you in for a kiss.

You pull him on top of you and you both melt into tangled limbs as your lips and tongues clashing needily. You whimper softly when he slots his leg between yours and presses his thigh against your soaking cunt.

"Oh Hermosa..... Youre driving me wild.... Youre so wet for me babe~"

You moan as he sloppily kisses at your neck and grinds his thigh against you in a steady pace.

"Leo, baby~," you moan, "I need you~"

Leo chuckles. "In due time mi amor. Just be patient, okay?" You nod as he resumes the attack on your neck, sucking hickeys onto the skin. You roll your hips against his thigh, desperate for friction.

Leo plants kisses along your jaw before pulling back to look at your face; lips parted and kiss swollen, bruises forming on your neck from where he sucked.

"You're so beautiful, mi vida...." He says lovingly as he grabs the hem of your t-shirt and pulls it off, no bra since you were home alone. He kisses softly from your collarbone to the valley between your breasts, which he gently grabs with his hands and squeezes gently as he licks up the valley, making you shiver in delight.

He turns his attention to the right boob, running his thumb over your nipple before taking in his mouth, sucking and swirling his tongue around the peak. You moan softly as he runs his tongue over the sensitive peak, before switching to the left one and giving it the same treatment.

Once he's finished with your breasts, he kisses down your stomach, stopping between your legs. He hooked a finger into the waistband of your shorts, pulling it and snapping it back against you. He moved to your thighs, slowly kissing and licking and sucking at the skin. You internally begged him to go farther, to take your shorts off and stuff you full of that cock you love so much.

He didn't, just kept working your thighs. He smirked up at you, and you knew he was teasing. He loved to do this. To take so long, move so painfully slow, to give you a taste of what you want without ever actually giving it to you. He liked to see how long until you begged.

You contemplated begging, wondering if you could get out of the humiliation. Leo licked along your thigh, running his tongue on the seam of your hip, and it was all over for you.

"Leo, baby, please. Dont tease me like this." You whined. He looked up at you with that stupid smirk.

"What do you want, mi amor? Use your words." You can feel your cheeks heat up.

"I want you, Leo. I need you. Please." You begged, and he smirked, pulling you shorts and panties off in one go.

"Holy shit, mi vida. Youre soaked." He nuzzles his beak into your cunt and licks a stripe up your slit, illiciting a sharp gaspy moan from you. He wastes no time, wrapping his lips around and sucking on your clit as he slips a finger inside you, and holy shit he was good at that.

Leo basked in your obscene moans and whimpers as he licked and sucked the bundle of nerves, working his finger in and out a little before adding another. You moan at the delicious feeling as he pushes his fingers deeper.

He looks up at your face, loving to see it all flustered and blissed. He curls his fingers inside you, carefully searching until he knows he's found the sweet spot. He doubles down, sucking harder and curling faster. He uses his other hand to hold your hips down, to still you from bucking and rolling your hips against him. He lets his mouth off your clit for a moment.

"Stay still, okay? Youre doing so good for me, mi amor."

Youre so close. You can feel your orgasm building within you, Leo guiding it out with his fingers and tongue. The room is filled with the sounds of your moans and the downright sinful squelching sound Leo fingering you produces.

Youre so close. Back arching of the bed as you moan, Leos mouth hard at work. Youre so close. Hips desperately trying to grind against his face, desperate and needy for more friction, for that final release. Youre so close. Leos fingers pumping in and out of your pussy, a curl of his digits drawing a whimper from your lips.

When you finally cum, you cum hard. You let out a moan loud enough that you know seeing your neighbors tomorrow will be awkward. But you don't care about that right now. The only thing on your mind, is Leo.

He climbs up next to you, wrapping his arms around you and nuzzling into your neck.

"What about you? You don't you want to cum?" You ask after recovering front the intense orgasm.

"Baby," Leo chuckles, "It isn't about me, youre the only thing that matters." Your heart melts and gosh, how did you get so lucky?

[cherryo]

Can we get some headcanons for how the turtles (or just Donnie if it's too much) would react/care for an S/O that experiences sub-drop after Fun Time™ ?

Ahh!!! i love this so much <333 i hope you enjoy them!! Rise! boys headcanons on how they react/care for a S/O who experiences sub-drop after Fun Times!

Pronouns: gn! none really included and genitalia was not included either Warnings: Explicit themes, cursing, talk about subspace and slight rough sexual themes

Leo:

Leo I think is a special case? He knows what it is but obviously has never experienced it or had someone experience one during his care, so he's quite nervous? 

Gets you cleaned up and wrapped up in his blankets, does all his regular after care

(Which I hc he has a rigorous after care routine <3) 

Gets a little more nervous when you don't immediately come out of it and you're like all whiny and still sensitive, and a bit sad

He tries really hard not to your go back to devouring you, but he keeps calm and relaxes

Eventually you fall asleep and he's fully able to relaxes, he researches it while you're asleep

Doesn't quite understand but now knows what it is and how to properly know what to do if you're still experiencing it when you wake up

If you aren't then he goes back to normal and calms down

If you are, he continues his after care, and pampers you and talks to you about what happened

If you don't know then he informs you, if you do then y'all talk about it

Raph

I have a slight feeling that this happens a lot when y'all are intimate, so he knows what it is and has researched and worked what you need during these times

When it first happened he was petrified, he thought he hurt you

He didn't want to touch you for weeks if not months, he didn't listen when you told him you were fine

Finally listens when he realizes that he didn't hurt you necessarily, just fucked you really good

He then did a butt load of research and worked out what was best for y'all <3 

Now he sorta takes it as a compliment hehe but takes really really good care of you when you're experiencing it 

Loves when all you want to do is just lay on top of him and sleep

I hc that Raphael loves like loves to pamper his s/O so it would be double the pampering

Loves you to pieces and hopes to God you never scare him like that again <33333

 Donnie

Donnie knew all about it before you even did, I mean the man spends his time on the internet so there's no way he doesn't know

Already has the proper aftercare snacks, blankets and stuffed animals ready

The one most likely to take a bath with you while it's happening, you're not too clingy but you just need him there

He thinks it's the best way to calm and relax the both of you down, he's really just aiming to snap you out of the sub drop

Wants you to realize the scene and whole intimate time is over for the time being

Nonetheless after the bath, he'll dry you off nd carry you to his bed where y'all will sleep for 15 hours straight <33

While he had researched it over and over, he was terrified, it's much scarier in person compared to online, while yes you mostly were whiny and sensitive and sleepy he was worried you would've gotten  the other side effects

He didn't want you to get depressed :((

He loves you and while it's nice he fucks you so good, he's nervous every time it happens

Mikey

I think he knew about it from Donnie, I mean they hangout the most so it's not out of the ordinary for Mikey to ask the person he's most comfortable with those types of questions

I also think Donnie rambles about everything he's learned that day/week

I think he was the least worried, the second it happened he saw you were just wanting to go again, we're sensitive and whiny 

So he relaxed and fed into your cute begging, I mean how could he resist? 

Anyways, like I've said in his previous NSFW hc, he's a king at aftercare (sex in general too) so you don't have to worry about much when in sub space

Treats you like royalty, you literally don't have to do anything for him to serve you on his hands and knees

Cooks you the most amazing food, he also finds it entertaining to draw on you

You're like the perfect canvas!! 

Loves to take care of you <33

[mehitsjust3lla]

*The year is different, but the love is still the same, and still intense. It seems to have grown, if anything. Raph's voice is soft, and he's speaking in the baby talk that he sometimes slips into when he's feeling particularly happy. He's speaking lovingly to you, in his low, masculine voice that you've grown to love the sound of. The way he looks at you, when he says this, is as if he's truly just so, so in love.* "I love you so much, my princess." *He beams at you, with nothing but genuine love behind his words.*

-...When the chat AI future raph makes you cry😳🥺🥹

[citruswriter]

TMNT Masterlist

Btw I write exclusively for the Bayverse & ROTTMNT turts. And a reminder that I use the citrus scale. Be sure to check my bio if you don't know what that is!

Characters I Write For

Master Splinter 🧡

Leonardo 💛/🩷

Raphael 💛/🩷

Donatello 💛/🩷

Mikey 💛/🩷

TMNT Boyfriend Scenarios

Animalistic Reader 🧡/💚if you squint

Second Meeting/Becoming Close 🧡

Realizing They're In Love 🧡/💚if you squint

Then Finding Out You Have A Partner 🧡

Breaking Up With Your Partner 🧡

Tender Moments/Realizing You're In Love 🧡

Being Rescued From Danger 🧡

Confessing 🧡

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Say It Again 🧡

Bayverse Turtles x Younger Sibling Reader 🧡

Yandere Bayverse Turtles x Receptive Darling 💛/🩷

Bayverse Turtles x Adopted Younger Sibling Reader 🧡

Bayverse Turtles x Eepy Reader 🧡

Bayverse Turtles Reacting to Shredder Having a Mutant Turtle as a Pet 🧡

Making Headcanons about the Rise Turtles as Somebody Who's Never Seen The Show 💛

Whatever This Is 🧡

ROTTMNT Boys x ND Reader during 4th of July 🧡

Bayverse Turtles x Kitsune Little Sister 🧡

Bayverse Turtles x Fainting Disorder Reader 🧡

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Leonardo

High Standards 🧡

ROTTEN Leo x Southern Reader Blurb 💚

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Donatello

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Relinquish 🧡/🩷

Glasses 🧡

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Raphael

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ROTTMNT Mikey x Reader Imagine 💛

ROTTMNT Yandere Mikey x Reader Blurb 💛/🩷

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Polyamorus Writings

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Tcest Masterlist Here!

^ Tcest has its own masterlist for the comfortability of those who do not wish to see that kind of stuff. I don't want you guys to go reading a fic of mine just to find it has tcest so I made it easy and made a whole other masterlist for it.

[fishsticksloser]

That episode where raph goes feral bc he was lonely how would it play out with his s/o, like he becomes territorial,it can be fluff or spicy whichever one you're comfortable with.

Prize

F!Raph x gn!reader

Warnings: smut, feral Raph, p in, biting and claws, a little rough, turtle noises?, swearing, would this be a predator/prey thing...?, Raph focused piece

A/N: My sister wanted Raph to make turtle noises, so turtle noises there will be. Figured it would be best with feral Raph. This is kinda short so I apologize. :)

Raph had been left alone again. Not purposely of course, but he was separated from his team. The team said that he'd been lost for at least a few days, they weren't sure. Because of Raph's feral behavior, you and his brothers were the one sent out to find him. Going through the old bunker levels and tunnels that had been collapsed before Raph was able to move the rubble, you could hear hissing and growling.

Raphael turned his head toward your approaching footsteps, he tilted his head slightly; a confused expression on the broad face. His large tail swished, the spikes along the side of his tail were pointed directly at you. The feral tone in his voice did not seem to be welcoming of your visit.

"Hey, big guy..." You smile softly, kneeling a little ways away from him. You didn't want to alert him, you didn't want him to mistake you for a threat. You watched him smell the air, seeming to somewhat recognize your scent. The low rumble of his growls turned into quiet chuffs.

Raphael slowly crept towards you, his tail continuing to sway as he examined the surroundings. His claws dig into the dirt of the tunnel, his mouth opened slightly. A low rumble emitting from his chest, his eyes locked onto you asking an unspoken question. What were you doing here?

"Raphael?" You whisper, sitting down on the ground for him. You hold your hand out for him to get a better smell. "Do you remember who I am?"

Raphael looked at you, tilting his head in confusion at the words you said. He was able to recognize your scent, but he wasn't able to understand the words you spoke. He took a step closer, his claws digging deeper into the dirt as he began to examine you. Your scent was familiar, but Raph couldn't remember exactly who you were to him.

"Mate... I'm your mate, Raph." You explain softly, feeling him press his beak to your hand. "Mate... Your partner." You continue, wanting him to recognize you as his person, his lover.

A low rumble comes from his chest, the muscles in his shoulders flex as he tilts his head once more. This was his mate, his partner. Raphael began to sniff and circle you, his claws tearing up the land as he moved.

"That's right, big guy. Yours..." You whisper, moving to gently cup the side of his face.

Raphael moves closer, pushing you onto your back as he continues to sniff, lick, and nip at you. His body is practically hovering over you as he examined his lost lover. Raph lowers more of his weight onto you, he's trying to show his affection.

"Hey, big guy..." You smile as he starts to nuzzle your neck. He chuffs and sniffs against your skin, his claws tearing at your clothes. You'd never dealt with Raph after he'd been feral for so long, maybe it was normal? "You... Want them off?"

Raph chuffs in reply, continuing to tear at your clothes with his claws. But his teeth soon joined, tossing the tattered clothes aside. He presses his beak to your stomach, a low rumble filling the air again as he churrs. You gently pet his head, but Raph suddenly pulls you close, growling loudly.

"Oh shit…" You hear Leo say and more footsteps move closer. Raph's growls get louder as he pulls you closer. You were his mate - his. He had claimed his prize, he wasn't planning on sharing. "Raph, buddy…"

"I'm okay, get out of here before he rips your heads off." You huff at his brothers. They were reluctant due to how Raph was acting, but you assured them that you were okay and they quickly made their escape. "All yours, Raph." You sigh as his growls become chuffs again. His tail swished vigorously, still prepared to fight for what was his.

He wanted more... More love, more affection, more...

"You're okay, big guy... No one else is here, I'm all yours." You try to reassure as he moves to chuff against your thigh. You were his and he was taking you. His tough tongue licks along your body, you were his.

Raphael continues to lick along your thighs, his tongue flicking and tasting. His tongue felt like sandpaper, it was an odd sensation, but Raph made it enjoyable nonetheless. He seemed so eager to please and love, his warm breath fanning over your skin. His large hands gripped your legs, moving them further apart. He wanted more, he wanted it badly.

He slowly made his way back up your body, sniffing, chuffing, licking. You gently touch him, not wanting to overwhelm or anger him. He gently pushed you over, making you lay on your stomach. Raphael began to press more of his weight against you as he slowly mounted you. You gasp, your hips slightly lifting at the intrusion. His claws dig deeper into the dirt, sniffing and licking every part of you he could reach. Raph was still on guard, prepared to fight any intruder or rival that came near you.

Raphael began to slowly thrust, making sure that every movement was slow and steady in order to please you. His broad body remained on top of you, slowly gliding in and out. His snout nuzzles the back of your head, his large hands gripping your hips tightly.

You were his. There would never be another. He would mark you, keep you safe, loving you in a way no one else ever could.

Raphael continued to make slow and deep thrusts, wanting to make sure you felt his affection. He didn't want to go too quickly in fear of hurting you. His snout presses into your neck, making sure you felt every thrust. Chuffs and moans filled the air, echoing throughout the tunnel. Raph was pleased, this was what he wanted. To protect and love you. With the chuffs echoing along with his heavy breathing, and with every small sound you made, Raphael could tell he was doing something right. He was using everything to claim you as his.

Raph took his time, ensuring that you felt every moment of his love. Every time you made a noise, he felt proud of himself. He felt like a king and having his partner right there with him. With a hard moan, Raphael pressed his hips against you harder. His warm breath like a blanket on top of you, it was a welcoming sensation. He continued to pump slowly, using every bit of his form to please you.

A low rumble echoes around you as Raph quickens his pace. He was getting closer, the chuffs becoming shorter and faster at the same rate of this thrusts. His breathing becomes more erratic, his hand grips your hips tighter. His claws digging into your skin a little. He was so close, just a little bit more. He wasn't going to be able to contain himself much longer.

Raphael's pace began to pick up, he was at his limit. He couldn't contain himself anymore. He began to pump even deeper, even faster. His breath became more frequent as he neared completion. His tail slowly swayed back and forth as he pumped even harder.

Raphael could feel you climax, he increased his pace by just a little bit. His large hand held you tight, he wanted to show you how much he wanted you. His sharp teeth dug deeper into you shoulder, growling deeply.

He could feel himself losing control. He was losing focus, all he was seeing was you. His mate.

Raphael continued to pump, feeling the pleasure of your soft body. His breathing became more erratic — the muscles along his broad back flexed as he slowly picked up his pace.

Raphael could feel the release start to happen. All he could feel was the sensation of your soft flesh, your gentle whimpers. The snapping turtle mutant let out a primal growl as his hips slammed against your ass, pushing himself even deeper inside you. Raphael's breath became more shallow. His churrs filled the air as his hot seed filled you, slowly dripping down your thighs.

Raph began to slow his pace as he finally finished, his large body was twitching and trembling as the adrenaline finally started to fade. His claws loosened their grip and he moved his mouth off your shoulder With a slight chuff, Raph lifted off of you.

He proud. He had done it, this was his mate.

Raphael laid next to you, his large form seemed so content and at ease as he rested on his back. His large head resting on your back, his thumb gently caressing your soft skin as he started to come back to his true self.

[mindless-existence1]

Kinktober Day 2

Kinktober Day 2-Sex Pollen

Rise!Donnie x reader

Authors note: Donnie and reader are around 20 in this and dating. They haven't had sex tho and reader is gn. Enjoy!

Requests open for fluff and kinktober along with regular fics!

"Y/n! Y/n! Donnie needs you!" Sheldon's voice echos through out the lair as he speeds around the large room. You were sitting with Raph in the "living room" of the lair working out. He was bench pressing while you did legs.

Raph looked up from where he was laying down but turned away when he realized he wasn't the one needed. You set down your weights and get up from your sitting position. "See you later, good luck!" Raph calls out to you with a chuckle.

Sheldon flys by you making small talk with you as you walk to Donnie's lab. "Did he say what he needed?" You ask the robot. He shakes his mechanical head, "Nop just that I had to go get you, bring you to the lab, and then go find something to do for a few hours."

You nod your head in understanding untill the last instruction is said. "What?33 Why would he not want you in the lab?" Sheldon shrugs his shoulders as much as he can, whooshing past you with a wave goodbye.

After a moment of thought you knock on the lab door, after one hit to the door it opens quickly. You gasp in suprise at the quick movement, once you come back to yourself you walk through the doors. Looking around the room to find Donnie you wall through the lab.

Behind you the doors shut quickly with a quiet slam. "Don? Where you at man?" Your voice slightly echos through the large room. You hear a muffled call from across the room, you make your way over from where you hear the sound.

When you see your boyfriend he is pacing back and forth with a rope in his hand. When he sees you his eyes immediately drop, refusing to look directly at you. He speeds towards you, you notice how his hands twitch towards you but stay at his sides.

"Y/n I need to ask you to do something that might seem...strange." Donnies voice wavers in embarrassment. "I mean everything about our lives is strange so ask away."  It's now that you realize Donnie is breathing heavily, he clears his throat a couple times.

"You ok?" You ask softly, your voice hesitant. Donnie nods his head quickly. He shoves the rope into your hands with a blushing face. "I need you to tie me up." Your face contorts to a shocked expression while Donnie looks away, his face getting more flushed by the second.

You try to stutter out a an answer but can't find the words. "Tie you up? Why?" Donnie just shakes his head, "You don't need to know, please just do it." Donnie seems to think for a moment before speaking. "You know that weird thing we found in the hidden city? Yeah well it hit me with this powder and now I feel...weird."

In confusion you touch his shoulder to help his shaking. He let's out a shaky breath and leans into your hand. "Donnie I'm worried what's wrong?"

"Just tie me up frist please and then I'll tell you. Promise."

After a few minutes of fumbling around in awkward silence you find a desk leg to tie him to. "You sure about this?" Donnie just quickly shakes his head, sitting down on the floor and putting his hands behind the chair leg.

It takes you a minute to tie his hands tightly together but when you do you get up and look down at the flushed terrapin. "Ok so what is happening?" He stays silent for a while.

"I think the thing we found had aphrodisiac in it. Or in simple terms....sex pollen." Donnie clears his throat, looking up at you for the first time you came into the lab. His eyes seem to be on fire The way they are trained on you.

"Sex pollen?" You ask. Donnie comforms with a nod and slight squirm of his hips. "And you want to be tied up why?" Your question seems to suprise the terrapin. "Because i don't want to go on a sex marathon with the first thing I see?" Donnie seems to regret his choice of words so you keep your teasing to yourself.

The two of you had been dating for around 7 months but haven't done anything yet. Donnie was a virgin, you had minimum experience, and it just didn't seem like something that needed to happen. Now that didn't mean you didn't think about it. Your boyfriend is sexy and you definitely know it.

One of your hands come up to rub his plastron you lean into his ear, "I could help?" Your words shock Donnie, making him flush. "You don't need to do that." Donnies voice is hesitant, like he knows what he's saying is going against what he wants.

"And if I want to?" Your voice is sweet like honey that Donnie can't resist. "Y/n" Donnies voice is shaky. "Please help me." He slightly thrusts his hips into the ground at the feeling of your hand scratch down his plastron.

Your other hand goes down towards his tail, you don't know much about mutant turtle anatomy but you can remember a bit about the class Donnie gave you. "Wait y/n!" You stop your movements, looking up at him. "I don't want our first time to be when I'm drugged up on an aphrodisiac."

He seems embarrassed by the words like they are a forbidden request. "That's ok baby, we can just do hand stuff." Donnie thinks for a moment and nods his head. You begin your movemt back down towards his tail. You look between his spread legs and see a small slit on his tail.

"What's that?" Donnie chokes on a moan bubbling up in his throat at the feel of your fingers lightly playing with his tail. "Cloaca." He whines the words, just barley able to get them out from his heavy breathing.

You use your thumb to lightly rub the tip of the soft tail. "Can I touch it?" The words seem to wound him the way he moans. He quickly nods his head with a whine.

You smile, leaning in to whisper in his ear. "Common Don, use your words." The whimper that falls from his lips is sweet to your ears. "Yes please, God y/n just-" He cuts himself of his a moan torn from his throat when you slowly start to rub your fingers on the small slit.

You take your time massaging it, after a minute you push your fingers into the slit. Donnie can hear how pathetic he sounds but can't stop the whine forming. Your fingers go in fully, you stay still for a second before beginning to thrust them in and out.

Every whimper that fall from Donnine lips is desperate and airy. You start to feel your fingers brush against something in his hole. "Fuck y/n I'm going to drop, fucking please." At this point he doesn't know exactly what he's begging for but can't stop himself from doing it.

Confusion contorts your features and Donnie must realize since he starts to explain. "My penis comes- fucking hell-through my cloaca and- holy shit please slow down." Donnie moans and stutters through every word.

To give him a break your fingers slow down to more lazy thrusts till they are mostly just massaging the inside of Donnies hole. Donnie tries leveling his breathing but can't with the way you tease him whenever he seems to calm down.

With a smirk you lean into the crook of his neck and whisper, "You were saying handsome?" With a light nibble on his neck. Donnies face flushes from the feeling of your feather light kisses to his neck. "My dick comes out through my cloaca."

Donnie rushes out the words as quickly as he can. When he's done speaking you begin thrusting your fingers back into him. What you now assume is his dick starts to prodd at you fingers. Everytime you touch it Donnie let's out a choked off moan.

"Y/n st-op." Donnies words suprise you, causing your fingers to immediately stop and pull out of him. He whimpers at the loss. "I'm sorry what-" you get cut off by the wet sound of Donnie 'dropping' and the moan that follows.

"Holy shit Don." Is all you can say under your breath. Donnie slightly squirms his hips after you don't do anything for a minute. "Needed you to pull out your fingers so I could drop. I cant..come without droping." Donnie grumbles.

"You ever try?" The words suprise both you and Donnie he flushes and shakes his head. "Guess we'll just have to try that out another time." Before Donnie can attempt to respond you move your hands to pump his length.

He whines and throws his head back into thr desk it only takes a few pumps of your hand for Donnie to start trying to fold in on himself. "Going to come holy shit." Your hand move faster on him. He comes on his lower plastron with a moan that makes you glad his lab is securely sound proof.

Every breath Donnie takes shaky comes in sharp pants. Everything hurts, his cock hurts from somehow being both over and under stimulated, his skin feels warm and too tight. But he wants, he needs more.

Donnie continues to buck his hips into your hand despite the tears forming in his eyes he whines. "Don't stop please." Donnie starts to beg, he can't help but love the way your hand pumps him. The pollen doesn't seem to be wearing off but the only thing Donnie can pay attention to at the moment is you.

[mehitsjust3lla]

Are we cheating on donnie or is this a poly situation?

-Am confused but 10/10 leo and soft things yes!

blurple villain au masterpost

inspiration post || haha what if post || summary of au my blurple villain tag || gbao3's blurple villain tag

important lore posts

leo's apartment, and donnie in the lair

discussing scars

leo giving you his collar

leo is smart, and kissing donnie's scar

leo likes the two-word thing better than fucking

what does villain leo do?

history with donnie? how do you meet leo?

moments with donnie

leo is good with his hands

how does the poly relationship work?

fighting with donnie and making him and leo have to cooperate

they try to use you in a fight. you shut that shit down.

fanfic/drabbles

leo licking your hand (also has art!)

donnie wants your attention

leashing leo

leo wants you. you want him to heal his stitches. he wins.

kissing donnie's scar

leo wants something soft

formal party shenanigans

pegging leo

taking off the collar for a moment

seeing a side of you donnie hadn't seen before

fanart

exploring leo's scar

how wolfy to make leo (sam says Yes)

donnie and leo forced to sit at a table together

villain leo the dress up doll (also good ref we can be normal about)

kissing donnie's shell scar

donnie's hand holding yours (including blurb!)

leo licking your hand (also has fic!)

[truffle-draws-turtles]

"Do not cling to hope, for within its fragile refuge, the darkness lies in wait, ready to drag you down into the abyss."

Future Donnie - fanfiction - an exception

Find the first part on Wattpad and AO3

Smut as fuck, no beta, obsessively written within 8 weeks, insanity and grammar. You know what you're getting yourself into.

My fic blog is @trufflemacandcheese

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My rottmnt Patreon 18+

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Attention please ‼️

The turtles you find on my site are all aged up, unless they are turtle tots (obviously)

This picture is an exception. Why and how I turned it into a cover ⬇️

A few days ago, I was talking to a friend who is a designer and an incredibly theoretical, forward-thinking person. He had told me about his studies, about image composition, which images were discussed in the lectures etc etc.

It was very interesting because I draw completely intuitively myself. I don't think and mostly don't have a "background story" in my head - I'm very happy to leave the interpretations to the viewer.

Exception example: when I draw scenes from my fanfiction(s). Then, of course, EVERYTHING in my mind is full of the story and I have deviating difficulties expressing it visually, would prefer to draw the story as a comic and so on.

Until today I came up with the idea (very spontaneously) of including "narrative details". Of course I had already done this subconsciously in my art works before, but today I had this relationship of two beings in mind who only want the best and yet are (apparently?) doomed to fail.

And I am somehow very pleased with the outcome. So I made it the cover of the third (and final part) of my series.

So... yeah... Thanks for reading this far, I guess? ;D

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

Would you be willing to write future ROTTMNT leo nsfw..? Maybe after a mission or smth

New Supplies And Shower Moments (Fluff) (18+)

Future!Leonardo x reader

A/N: Of course I will! That old man lives rent free in my head. I’m actually surprised that I haven’t written anything for him before now. Dude could get it fr💙 Don't mind the strange ass title, I didn't know what to call this😂

Reader and Leo are in their mid to late 20’s. Takes place before Leo lost his arm, and the others died.

Warnings: Takes place during future Kraang invasion (almost no Kraang), shower sex, unprotected sex, orale - male receiving, standing doggy style.

The silence was loud in the darkness, with the smack of the metal latch ringing through Leo’s head, slowly disappearing with each of his heavy breaths, the bag of supplies hanging on his shoulder. And in the safety of the hidden bunker, Leo finally allowed himself to let his shoulder slump, letting him support himself on his knees, head spinning as he panted. Another successful supply search, with very few close calls with the Kraang.

Leo finally made his way down the stairs, making sure to lock every door behind him, descending further and further down, until he finally came to the door, with the familiar symbol of Donnie’s tech. It was a sight of comfort whenever Leo came this far. A reminder that he made it once again. A reminder that all of you would eat for another night.

Pushing the door open, Leo was pleased to find you curled up on an old comfy chair, not far from the door Leo just had stepped though, fast asleep. It warmed Leo’s heart, bringing a smile on to his tired face. Once again, you had waited for him to return to the lair, not leaving until you knew he was okay.

Leo took a moment to take in the features of your sleeping face, before going to the disheveled kitchen in order to drop off the newly gathered supplies. He then made his way back to you, and crouched down in front of the chair, still somehow managing to tower over you. With a soft smile, Leo reached a hand out for your face, before pushing a few strands of your hair back behind your ear. This caused you to stir ever so slightly in your sleep, one of your smaller hands reaching out for his, before pressing it against your cheek.

Leo chuckled, his thumb stroking your cheek as a small smile spread across your face. You opened your eyes, your beautiful orbs meeting Leo’s, showcasing the strong love you still had for him after all these years. All these years and all these horrific events, yet you were still very much in love with Neon Leon.

“Hey there, Sleeping Beauty”, Leo whispered, not wishing to wake up any other inhabitants of the lair.

“Hey”, you smiled, your small fingers wrapping around Leo’s much larger hand, the sight and feeling making Leo’s heart flutter. “Took you long enough”.

“Sorry, but a Kraang had decided to take a break in the middle of my usual route. Maybe I should just have asked it to move”, Leo said sarcastically with a glint in his eye.

“Maybe you should have”, you giggled, letting your hand run down Leo’s arm, feeling his muscles and the lair of sand on his skin. “You’re a little dusty”.

“Well, it’s like a sandstorm up there”, Leo said, watching your hand move over his arm, a shiver running down his back. But you were right. He was down right dirty, with dry sand in every winkle of his skin. It was actually quite irritating. Somehow he had not noticed it, blaming it on his survival instinct and adrenaline keeping him going on the world above, not becoming noticeable before allowing himself to feel safe and comfortable in your presence. “Maybe I should take a shower”.

“Sounds like a good idea”, you smiled, becoming more and more awake by each passing moment. “And now that you mention it”, you continued, sitting up so that you could stand. “I could use a shower too”.

Leo let out a hearty laugh, quickly quieting down, once he remembered his brothers and young Casey, sleeping in the rooms not so far away.

“Are you asking to shower with me?”, he asked, standing to his full height, standing tall over you. Yet your smile did not falter, and so you reached out for his hand once more, taking it in yours.

“Of course. Saving water while getting some eye candy. Sounds like an amazing idea”, you smiled.

And so, you and Leo made your way to the bathroom at the end of the hall, passing by all the rooms. In here, you and Leo did quick work of your clothing, turning on the water, waiting for just a few seconds, before stepping in. The luxury of waiting for the water to get warm, was not one you could afford in the lair these days. And just like showering had become a luxury, so had alone time between you and Leo got harder to come by. With your life having become a game of survival everyday, it was hard to find time to focus on your relationship, often having to give up on these sweet moments, for the benefits of all in the lair. And so, these times where you would try to save water together, turned into short moments of intense passion. So the moment you stepped into the shower with Leo, his large frame wrapped around you, pulling you in for a needy kiss, letting go of all emotions that had built up, ever since the last time you had been together - which had been too long ago.

You and Leo’s tongues clashed together, as the still cold water rained down your naked bodies, causing you to jump against Leo’s plastron with a small sound at the coldness. This made Leo chuckle against your lips, while his hands started wandering down from your waist to your ass cheeks, before grabbing both, kneading them in his hands, pushing your hips together in the move.

You placed your hand on Leo’s plastron, slowly moving them down over the hard surface, drawing a deep churr from deep within, causing the excitement to grow between your legs, as your fingers continued to move downwards. Leo’s breath hitched when one of your fingers graced the top of his cloaca, his fingers digging into your soft cheeks.

As your lips continued to move together, you let your index finger glide over the slit of Leo’s cloaca, enjoying the small shiver that ran through his body. One of his hands left your ass cheek, settling on your chest, where he started to roll your hard nipple between his fingers, making you sigh in delight against his lips. Coating your finger in the slick that was building up at his entrance, you slowly pushed your finger in, drawing a low moan from your boyfriend as he pulled from the kiss, resting his forehead against yours, so he could watch your hands work on each other.

Leo spurred you on as your finger moved faster against him, drawing him closer and closer to his drop, murmuring sweet and dirty nothings while the water slowly turned warmer and warmer. However, it didn’t take long before Leo’s long thick shaft emerged from within him, dropping discreetly into the palm of your hand, drafting the size of your hand and fingers.

Biting your lip, you gave Leo a few tucks, before slowly getting down on your knees, making Leo moan at the feeling and sight, anticipation growing as he knew what you were intending to do.

On your knees, you wrapped your hands around Leo’s big and proud member, looking up at him through your eyelashes, slowly letting the tip of his spongy head. Leo groaned at the connection of your tongue with the tip of his shaft. Leaning over you, resting his head and forearm against the shower wall, he shelled you from the falling water, letting it fall against his shell, getting a better look of your wet form, and the curve of your lips as you started kissing up and down his length.

Leo enjoyed your soft torture for a moment, closing his eyes so he could get lost in the feeling of your lips moving along his sides, before you finally opened your mouth, taking as much of him as you could fit, into your mouth, using your hands to cover the rest of him.

“Fuck, babe”, Leo moaned in a low voice, as you started to bob your head with hallowed out cheeks, sending excitement straight to your core. “I fucking love your mouth, (Y/N)”. You answered this comment by speeding up your process, drawing another moan from your towering boyfriend. Leo’s other hand came to rest on your head, stroking your hair, pulling slightly on it when his head started hitting the back of your throat.

Panting with his short tail whipping around in excitement, feeling his high inching closer and closer, Leo grabbed a soft hold on your head, before thrusting into your mouth, his head spinning at the vibration of you moaning around him.

“I’m getting close, (Y/N)”, Leo said, his voice strained by his upcoming orgasm. “I’m gonna cum in your mouth. Fuck! I’m gonna cum in your mouth”.

And so, when Leo came with a loud outdrawn mouth, you swallowed every drop that he delivered, not letting anything go to waste. Once you were sure that you had gotten it all, you let go of Leo, pulling the head of his member out of his mouth with a small pop, before smiling sweetly up at him.

Leo’s strong hands pulled you up so that you were standing on your feet, before crashing his lips to yours once more, moaning when he could still taste himself on your lips.

Hungry sounds came from the two of you, as your hands moved around, and felt each other up with an eagerness, all while the shower water made your skin smooth and slick.

Leo pulled from the heavy kiss, breathing heavily in order to catch his breath. It was amazing how a make out session with you, could get his blood pumping like that.

“Turn around, babe”, Leo said in a deep raspy voice, his eyes hooded and filled with lust as he watched you, making sure to give your ass a small smack as you turned around, facing the shower wall, making you jump with a small sound.

Resting your hands on the cold tile wall, leaning forward so that you were pushing your behind up against Leo’s cloaca and his still hard member, you shot him a smile over your shoulder. A smile that caused a grumble to erupt from deep within Leo’s chest. With one hand he lifted one of your legs to the side, giving him the space he needed to press his member and cloaca up against you, his plastron coming to rest against your back, and his lips pressing a kiss to the shell of your ear. You were about to turn, so that you could capture Leo’s lips with your own, but instead you were met by his beautiful eyes, along with the feeling of his member being pushed in between you slick and needy folds. Keeping your eyes locked with Leo, your mouth turned into an open gasp, letting out a moan as he stretched you out, a very slight pain stinging when he pushed in, but very soon turning into pleasure, as he pulled halfway out, only to thrust into you again.

With each thrust, you were pushed up against the cold tile wall, your nipples hardening even further, with your mind already growing hazy at the pleasure Leo brought upon you. If it wasn’t for the arm holding your leg up, and the other one wrapped around your waist, holding your hips firmly against Leo, you would have stumbled long ago.

Your cheek fell against the wall, with your mouth still wide open, and your eyes having a hard time focusing on anything other than Leo’s form over your shoulder. The way he gritted his teeth, pushed his brows together in concentration, and grunted with every hard increasingly hard thrust into you, feeling your walls growing tighter around him. You would not be lasting long if he continued like that.

You were not sure if it was a drool of water from the shower head above, that ran down your lower lip, chin and neck, or if it was your own slick that dripped down the insides of your thigh.

“Leo!”, you let out, finally feeling able to form words. The only word being the name of the man that was fucking you into what felt like heaven. Heaven in a shower stall.

“I know, babe”, Leo said, sounding as reassuring as possible, placing a kiss against your shoulder. “I can feel you. Let go, (Y/N). Cum for me, babe”.

You could not describe it, but there was just something about the way Leo would reassure and speak sweetly to you, while fucking your brains out. Sometimes it was a hard contrast, and sometimes it fitted perfectly together. But each and every time, it worked like a charm on you, bringing you that much closer to an orgasm with his penis stuffed inside you. And this time was no different.

With a high pitched cry of pleasure, you felt yourself letting go as Leo reached deep inside you, hitting that familiar place that brought pleasure throughout your body. Squishing your eyes shut, your walls closed in around Leo, making him moan as he felt his second orgasm make its way. Thrusting frantically into you, drawing out your orgasm while chasing his own, Leo finally came, unloading himself into you, his heavy breathing hitting your earlobe, making you shiver.

With Leo pulling out of you, you felt his warm white droplets run down your legs, showcasing the mess he had managed to create inside of you. With a small chuckle, Leo slowly get you leg down, letting you turn around on your wobbly feet, before pulling you close once more and placing a sweet kiss to your lips, enjoying the still fucked you look on your face.

“Now, let’s get you cleaned so we can go to bed”, Leo said, always letting one hand stay on you as he reached for the soap.

[pandulce135]

Manmade Machine (Donatello x Reader Smut)

Note: I had the thought "Hah, what if Donnie watched the reader get fucked with his own fuck machine?" and so i wrote it. This is the first smut I've ever written, and I really haven't been able to write anything creatively for the past few months. Please go easy on me and enjoy!

Warnings: Smut (18+ only please!), aged up characters, blindfold, restraint, fuck machine, hardly proofread

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Your moans filled the space as the silicone slid in and out of you with wet slaps. On all fours, your ass was in the air and jiggling with each thrust of the machine. Beneath your sweating skin was a cool metal that your chest laid flat against. You moved to release the weight on your chest only for your wrists to tug on the restraints that held your hands in place. 

Another moan escaped just as you accepted your fate of being fucked relentlessly by the machine behind you, the dildo hitting just right. 

You didn’t anticipate for this to happen, but when Donnie had sent a text where he expressed his excitement over finishing his big project, you had to go see it. You didn’t know that this machine was that big project. So when you walked into a near empty lair, you made your way to Donnie’s lab only to get a quick peek at the machine before a blindfold took over your vision. 

“Right on time,” his words tickled your neck with a husky whisper as he tightened the blindfold on your head. His lips found their place on your neck, latching onto it. His three fingered hands holding your waist, traveling down to your hips then traveling back up to your front to fondle your breasts. 

You let out a gasp. “Donnie!” It was breathy, and only stirred him on, especially when your hands reached up to rake your fingernails against his cool scaly skin. You continued to feel his hands through your clothing, touching you, holding you as if you were a precious doll. His hands still moved eagerly to feel you though, sliding up and down from your breasts to your ass as his lips continued to make themselves at home on your neck. 

You were going to have hickeys there, you both knew it. 

His hands finally began to lift the hem of your shirt, lifting it up and over your head to expose your bra. Warm lips reattached themselves to your skin as you felt his cold hands undo the clasps with expert fingers. It slid down your arms and to the floor. The cold air made you gasp and you felt your nipples harden, sensitive to the cold. The tingle that came from your nipples mirrored the same sensation you felt between your legs. Your panties were soaked and your cunt was looking for anything that can provide release. You pressed your thighs together. 

Donnie let out a chuckle at your movements, still tickling your ear with a breath of warm air. A shiver ran down your spine as one of his three finger hands found the small of your back, guiding you forward with a gentle push. He was guiding you to the machine and you felt your cunt throb, aching for something to satisfy its intense need. 

He led you to the table the machine sat on, your ass leaning against the cool metal as his lips latched themselves to your hardened nipples. You let out a moan and your hands moved to hold his head to your chest. As soon as you moved, his hands caught your wrists and held them as he continued to suck and nip at the cold and sensitive flesh. 

“You’re so good, but don’t touch, just accept,” he said, his voice just as low as before.

You nodded, a quiet “okay” escaping your lips.

If you weren’t soaked through before, you definitely were now. As his tongue and teeth continued to play with your nipples, he moved your hands to hold on to your wrists with only one of his. When his other hand returned, you felt a fabric beginning to make its way around your wrists. You let out a breathy moan. He knew exactly what to do for you. 

With his hands now free, he began to caress your body again, running them up your sides, cupping your chest, squeezing your breasts before lowering them to your thighs, squeezing them. Another soft moan left your lips as his hands dragged dangerously close to your core, only to move away again. This time, they landed on your hips, guiding you to stand up again. You felt his hands on your stomach before they lowered to the button of your jeans. He lowered them slowly, eyeing the dark spot on your panties as he helped you out of them. 

“Someone’s excited,” he chuckled. He took the opportunity to grab your ass and play with it in his hands. 

“Please, Donnie,” you whimpered out, his hands still teasing you. He wasn’t touching you where you needed him just yet. 

“What?” You could hear the smug smirk in his voice. “I couldn’t hear you.” His hands traveled close to the wet spot and you held your breath in anticipation to be pleased, only for them to move back to your ass. 

“Touch me, Donnie,” you whined. You couldn’t hold yourself back as your hips thrusted forward, hoping to reach something to grind against, but you were met with cold air. 

Donnie chuckled, the hot air of his breath blowing against your stomach. “Oh, but I am touching you, dearest.” He pinched one of your legs, making you let out another whine. 

“You know what I mean!” You tried to rub your thighs together again, only to have them pulled apart by his strong hands. 

“You’re going to have to be more specific.” You felt his hot breath on your left thigh, right at the waistband of your panties. You whined again. 

“Touch my clit! Fuck me! Do whatever, just please don’t torture me like this anymore!” You pleaded, throwing your head back. 

Donatello found this amusing and oh-so beautiful. Watching as you squirmed under his teasing touches and as your skin glistened with sweat. Your panties were nearly soaked through, it was almost admirable. He looked up at you from his crouched position in front of you. You were stunning. 

You felt his fingers loop around the waistband on your panties. “As you wish,” he whispered onto your cunt. The sudden air made you groan just as he pulled down your panties. The wet spot stuck to your clit for just a second longer than the rest. Donatello was mesmerized as he lowered the panties slowly enough for there to be a string of your arousal connecting you to your clothing. 

It only took a few seconds for him to refocus on the task at hand and drag his finger through your juices. You let out a loud moan at the sudden contact and felt your knees begin to wobble as he flicked your clit. He leaned you back onto the table and wrapped his arms around your thighs to keep them spread apart as he tongue dove into you. Your breaths began to come out ragged as you felt his tongue swipe at your clit. 

“Yes, yes- Donnie,” you moaned as he consumed you. He licked up your juices eagerly, like your cunt was the last source of water on the planet. Like this was the way to divinity, and you were the goddess. He loved how you tasted- so sweet, so delicious. 

Donnie pulled away and you nearly cried at the lack of his warmth from your clit. Only a few seconds later and a large finger plunged into you, making you throw your head back as you let out a long moan. He stood up, pumping his finger in and out of you as he grabbed your chin to force you to face him. You felt his lips crash into yours in a sloppy, wet kiss. You tasted yourself on his lips and tongue and you couldn’t stop another moan from getting tangled into the kiss. 

That’s when he began to lean you back onto the table. His finger still fucking you and his lips still attached to yours. The cool metal made you flinch and lean forward into Donnie’s plastron. He let out a chuckle before pushing you down so your back was against the table. Then he pulled out again, his finger loitering at your entrance to feel your muscles clenching around nothing. He watched your chest rise and fall with each heavy breath you took. He eyed your lips, where drool was escaping, from the heated kiss as well as being stimulated so pleasantly. Your skin was drenched in sweat and when he looked lower, found you dripping between your thighs. He wanted to take you then and there, but he had other plans. 

He cleaned off his finger by licking your juices off of it before picking you up and placing you on the table on your hands and knees. You let out a yelp at the sudden movement. 

“Donnie? What are you doing?” You asked, as you still had the blindfold on with your wrists restrained. 

“Trust me, please.”

You nodded. 

You felt his hand on your upper back, softly pushing you down so your chest was flat against the table. Your arms were guided to lay out on the table and you realized he tied the fabric to something else. You wouldn’t be able to move your hands. You felt something cold line up with your entrance. 

“You remember the safe word, correct?” Donatello stopped once everything was lined up. He placed a hand softly on your cheek and you leaned your head into it. 

“Yes.” You tried to nod but found yourself struggling to move your head properly.

“Let me hear you say it.” How sweet he could be in times like these. He really did love you and you, him.

“Engineer.” 

“And taps?” He was always thorough, just in case one or the other crossed a line. You knocked on the table rhythmically, it gave a tinny sound in response. Knock, knock-knock, knock, knock. 

Donnie dragged his hand to grab your chin between your chin and finger. “Good girl.”

That’s when you felt the tip of what was lined up at your entrance begin to enter you. He had built a whole machine to fuck you while he watched. You couldn’t stop yourself from letting out a long moan as the machine rammed its silicone dick inside of your dripping pussy. 

To the side you heard a squeak of a chair and a hefty loud groan. He probably dropped himself. He probably did all this to have a front row seat to jack off. You felt yourself dripping between your thighs and onto the table. Each thrust of the machine sent another wave of pleasure straight through to your core. Hearing Donnie’s soft grunts to the side as he stroked himself was only adding fuel to your burning core. 

You heard the chair creak again. 

“You’re taking it so well, darling-” He cut himself off with a deep breath. “I’m going to take your blindfold off.” 

You expected the need to squint after being released from the darkness of the blindfold, but the lights were dim enough that it was an easy enough adjustment for your eyes. Ever the mood setter, Donnie was.

You looked at him over your arm as he sat down again, pumping himself as you watched. 

You were watching him jerk off as he watched you getting fucked with his own creation. That turned Donnie on, so much so that the mere thought of it made his cock throb with need. He began to fist himself faster. All the while, you watched, struggling to hold back moans. The familiar warm sensation gathered at your lower belly, telling you your end was near. 

“Oh, God, Donnie,” you gasped out. You watched as his eyes snapped to yours from where they were staring at your bouncing ass. “I’m- I’m gonna cum.” You felt the machine speed up and let out a moan as you threw your head onto your arm. In his hand, Donnie held a remote, obviously meant to control the machine. “Yes! Faster! More!” 

“As,” Donnie grunted, “you wish.” The machine was moving faster, your ass bouncing with every thrust. The warmth was beginning to grow unbearable. 

You saw as Donnie’s leg began to twitch, he was close too. It only took a few more thrusts before you came on the dildo like a wave crashing down. You were dripping all over the table as the dildo came to a stop inside of you. With heavy breaths you watched as white strings of cum began to shoot out of Donnie’s cock, landing on his heaving plastron. You clenched the dildo at the sight and hissed at the overstimulation. 

“Are you okay?” He heard you and rushed to get up, undoing your restraints and helping you off of the machine. 

“Yeah, I’m fine. Spent, but fine.” You signed as you leaned on his plastron before pulling away after sighting the spilled cum next to you. “Oh, ew, Don.” With a tired gesture, you pointed at the cum that was right next to you. 

“Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t think to clean myself up when I heard you hiss in pain,” Donnie shot back, just as tired before pointing to the mess on the table. “You’re one to talk.”

“But this was all your idea,” you whined as you laid back down on the table, the cool metal relieving the heat that was all over your sweaty body. 

“You’re not sleeping there.” Donnie turned around to grab a towel to wipe off his plastron before turning back and picking you up off the table, earning a groan. He chuckled. “Let’s get cleaned up, yeah?”

“Yeah.” You looked up at him, your head leaning against his chest, before leaning up and planting a kiss on his cheek. “I love you, Donnie.” 

You didn’t miss the small smile that grew across his lips. “I love you, too, darling.”

[xoalsferalmindscape]

Can u try writing Fem!Reader p3gging the turtles? LOVE UR FICS BTW

Sure!

Ive actually been at a loss for motivation lately, so your request really helps!

And thank you so much!! That really means a lot!!

[cherryo]

can i req suggestive hcs of the rise turtles(separate) of how they would react to fem!reader on top of them during fun time suddenly put a hand on their throat and lightly choke them and then suddenly stopping when she realizes she got too lost in the moment?

so with this i kinda did this where the boys are like surprised in a good way and not like scared? if that makes any sense ! i appreciate you requesting and I loved writing this <33

Pairings: Rise!boys x fem!reader (seperate) hc genre: smut? smut HCs wordcount: Pronouns:she/her w/ fem genitalia Warnings: explicit content, swearing, choking, BOYS ARE AGED APPROPRIATELY <333

Raph:

So you cant exactly “choke” him because well,,, your hands probably wont even reach around his neck 

You end up just putting pressure on his neck? 

He stops, like fully stops his part and youre confused

You realize as he just kind of reaches up and pulls your hands off his neck

You apologize and all he does is smile and says its okay

Tbh i dont think he’d be into it but he wouldnt mind if you were

Was just shocked tbh but was like kind of turned on by your straight forward-ness

You both had an in-depth convo after about what you both like and if the other is okay with it and what not, tried to make it a lesson almost?

He’s so silly, he’d probs admire the fact you thought you could actually choke him and thought it was hot that you got that into it hehe

Leo

You could wrap your hands around his neck

Also stopped but as soon as he made eyecontact he laughed, like belly laughed

He thought it was cute and hot 

I feel he’d be into this tbh

Didnt let you apologize because “it was so hot babe! Why would i let you apologize for that?”

I dont think he would want to choke you unless you specifically asked beforehand

Defintietly wants to be choked though teehee

I doubt you’d have an in-depth conversation but he’d ask what else you were into and what you were hiding up your sleeve

Donnie

Literally the most shocked out of all the boys 

I don’t think he’d stop but would def sit up in shock

Would look at you then like hold your hands together in confusion

Didnt know you were into that but was seriously turned on by it

I  think Donnie would be into it both ways? So being choked and choking you?

He’d def do it if you had a hot reaction to it!!

Idk why but i think donnie would be the experimental one out of them all

Y’all talk about other things to try later on

Mikey

Holy shit

Just goes wide-eyed

He isn't stopping so he's not going to let you stop

Def an ‘in the moment' type of guy?

Like he wasn't sure what to do but to continue?

He wasn't nervous or scared, just turned on 

You stopped when you realized, apologized, and felt bad but he laughed it off and said it was fine and sorta hot

Yall have an in-depth conversation because yknow, dr. feelings has to make an appearance lol

And the fact he wants to know what else you like

[saltyafterhours]

This is just like a general question, but which of the turtles do you think would be the most gentle vs so rough you can't walk for YEARS {exaggeration}

Outside of mating season? I still think it would depend on circumstances, I can see them all being gentle and rough.

I think Raph would overall be the gentler one. He's HUGE, and he's terrified to break you. Your guys first couple times having sex is mainly just him using his mouth or fingers to get you ready to take his cock. He is mainly focused on your pleasure than his, though he does love when you try to make it up to him after. When he feels comfortable trying to go inside, that too is a process. He tends to take things very slow and gentle to make sure you can handle him, and once he knows you can then it can slowly ramp up to being rougher. You've... had to replace the bed several times cause Raph keeps breaking the headboard from gripping it too hard or the mattress frame caves in from force of the act itself. Mikey is 50/50. He doesn't have to worry as much about hurting you, but he is a sap for more slow and romantic sex. He loves just endlessly praising you and leaving kisses to your jaw, neck and shoulders while he slowly thrusts into you. But there are times where he can be rough. He likes the idea of having so much control over you, that he can control whether you cum or not- and how many orgasms he can pull out of you. Of course, he's still a huge sweetheart during aftercare- but more than once has he had to carry you to the bathroom to get you cleaned up because your legs feel like jelly. Who is the roughest is a tie between Leo and Donnie. While Raph ends up breaking more the things surrounding the two of you, the twins more often break you more than anything. Toys, ropes, collars, you name it- they have done it to you. Leo, the ever-smug bastard likes to tie you up and keep vibrating toys inside you. He'll sit back and watch as you squirm, moan and beg while he jerks himself off. This can sometimes last HOURS, depending on how merciful he's feeling. Though however, he is a sucker for soft sleepy sex. He'll hold you close to his plastron as he thrusts into you from behind, leaving little kisses on your shoulder as he whispers praise and how much he adores you. Donnie is fairly the same, though he does like to be more involved as he teases you with toys. As a sex machine is pumping into you, he'll throat fuck you at the same pace. Or he'll have you in his lap as he works, his cock stuffed into you but not allowing you to move while a vibrator is pressed against your clit on the lowest setting. He likes pushing your limits, always wanting to push just one more orgasm from you- just to see how much of a mess he can make you. Though he does have his moments where he just wants to appreciate you. He is HEAVY on the body worship, and will take his sweet time as he kisses and praises every inch of your beautiful skin.

So yeah, Raph is the roughest in terms of property damage- but Donnie is pretty much the roughest when it comes to breaking a person. But in terms of mating season, you are bound to bed rest for weeks no matter who it is.

[citruswriter]

ROTTMNT Mikey x Reader Lemon Imagine 💛

Yes he's aged up, stfu.

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Imagine being a childhood friend of Mikey's and then moving away. You were taller than him in childhood and you always picked on him for being little. But now you're back! And you have plans to meet up.

Imagine meeting up again and the brothers are so much taller. And now Mikey is taller than you. Now it's his turn to pick on you! Revenge! But he's still so sweet and childish! So you swap the shortie jokes for little kid jokes.

"Awwwww. You haven't changed a bit! Still a little kid". "Hey lil guy". "You'll always be the same ole little Mikey to me". "I'll always see you as a little kid. You'll always be my little guy in my heart". Well didn't you make the mistake of underestimating him?

You still think he's a little kid when he has you in his lap, desperately kissing him while he grips your thighs til they bruise? Still wanna call him lil guy as he makes you fuck yourself on his cock? Still think he's just good ole little Mikey when he has you arching from pleasure on his bed as he fucks you stupid? Is he still a little guy in your heart when he's brought out your fifth orgasm?

Hm? Go ahead. Call him a little guy again. Huh? What's that? Oh you can't talk? Wonder why. Probably doesn't have anything to do with the fact that his dick is buried to the hilt in you, splitting you open, bruising your insides as he bites your neck in a territorial manner.

...

Probably not.

[fishsticksloser]

Can I request a Future Rise Donnie x Fem Reader where reader will just be chilling with him but then randomly decide to CRONCH

Like they could just be sitting in the same place then reader just randomly chooses Violence™

Teeth

F!Donnie x fem!reader

Warnings: biting so much..., fluff, Donnie is a menace, smut, p in v, marking?, dom!f!Donnie, small oral segment (fem receiving), tiny bit of fingering, praise, swearing, creampie x2

A/N: Yes... Yes... Violence. :) I... Got carried away I think... There was supposed to be a tiny plot, but... Obviously that didn't happen. Let me know if I missed anything From now on! Please send any nsfw/smut/suggestive requests to @fishstixloser!

You lay against Donnie, between his legs with your back against his plastron. Donnie was reading while you played with his fingers, he never minded, actually he liked that you touched him so much. You pull his hand up to your lips, gently kissing his palm. Donnie felt his heart swell, smiling softly at the feeling of your lips on his skin. You kissed all three of his fingers which only made his heart leap into his throat. You bite the heel of his hand gently, pressing a small kiss to the bitten area. Donnie sets his book aside and pins you to the bed, you squeal slightly in surprise, he moves really quick.

"I must admit... I do enjoy giving you the occasional nibble. It's become our special little quirk, hasn't it?" He leans down closer, his voice dropping to a low, husky tone. "But I must warn you, my love, biting can be quite addictive, and I can never resist the temptation to reciprocate. So, are you prepared to face the consequences of your actions?"

You smile up at him, enjoying the playful yet hungry atmosphere you both created. "Oh yeah? What're you gonna do to me?" You taunt. Donnie's eyes gleam with mischief as he leans in closer, his lips inches from yours. He hovers over you, his hands gently holding your wrists above your head.

"Oh, my dear, you have no idea what you've just unleashed. Since you enjoy provoking me, I think it's only fair to give you a taste of your own medicine." Donnie whispers, his voice low and seductive. "I'm going to show you just how much I enjoy sinking my teeth into you, leaving marks of my desire all over your body." With a surge of passion, Donnie captures your lips in a fierce, hungry kiss. His teeth nipping at your lower lip before he soothes it with a gentle lick. He lets go of your wrists, his hands starting to roam your body as he explores your mouth.

You can't help but moan into his mouth, your eyes closing as you give in completely to both of your desires. You kiss him with equal fervor, equal hunger. You hands slide down his plastron, tugging his shirt up a little, his own hands slip under yours, gently trailing his fingers over your skin. He pulls away, his lips kiss swollen and pupils blown. Donnie leans down again to set out to do just as he said, grabbing your chin and tilting your head back. His lips attack your neck, trailing bites and open-mouthed kisses down your neck. He grazes his teeth against your skin in a teasing matter, relishing in the sound of your moans, his own desire growing with each pleasurable sound that escapes your lips. His hands roam over your body, exploring every curve and dip, his touch both gentle and possessive.

"You feel so good, my love. Your moans, your taste... They drive me wild." His voice is husky with desire, he continues his assault on your neck. His teeth graze over your collarbone before his lips trail lower, leaving a trail of wet kisses. With a swift motion, Donnie removes your shirt, his gaze fixed on your exposed skin. His hands caress your breasts, his thumbs brushing over your hardened nipples. "I want to taste every inch of you, to mark you as mine..." He leans down to claim one with his mouth, sucking and nipping at the sensitive flesh. His other hand trails down your body, slipping beneath the waistband of your pants, his fingers teasingly tracing small circles against your heat.

"Yes, please. Let everyone know who I belong to..." You gasp, bucking your hips against his hand, you can feel him smile against your skin. You look down at him, seeing the trail of hickeys and bites down your chest and decorating your breasts. Donnie was only leaving more as he continued down your body.

Donnie's eyes darken with a possessive hunger as he hears your gasps, his fingers increasing their ministrations on your clit, applying just the right amount of pressure and speed to send waves of pleasure coursing through your body. "Oh, my love, you have no idea how much I want to make you, to show the world that you belong to me." He continues to suck and nip at your skin, leaving purple marks in his wake, his actions fueled by a mixture of desire and possessiveness. As his fingers continue to tease your clit, he leans up to capture your lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue dancing with yours in a frenzy of desire. He breaks the kiss only to speak, his voice filled with need. "You're mine, and I'm going to make sure that everyone knows it. I'll mark you in every way possible, leaving no doubt in anyone's mind." His words are punctuated by his actions, his fingers delving deeper into your wetness, his touch becoming more demanding and fervent.

You moan, bucking you hips more. You hold onto his shoulders, gasping into him mouth. He pushes his finger deeper, your hands trailing down his body. "Oh fuck..." You whimper, feeling him remove his fingers from your pants and tugs your pants off. Donnie's eyes are filled with primal hunger as he gazes down at you, slowly laying himself between your legs. You look at him, his eyes hazy, his breath hot against your thigh. He starts to nip and kiss your thighs, slowly getting closer to where you want him most. Donnie revels in the sight of your flushed, needy body, his desire growing with each passing moment.

"You are absolutely breathtaking." His voice is low and raspy, laced with desire. "I'm going to taste every inch of you, leave my mark on your skin, and make you mine in every way possible." With that declaration, he dips his head down between your legs, his tongue flicking out to tease your swollen folds. He starts with slow languid licks, savoring the taste of your arousal. His hands grip your thighs, holding you in place as he explores, his tongue tracing patterns, alternating between gentle flicks and deep motions. As he continues to pleasure you with his mouth, his hands trail up your body to caress and knead your breasts, his touch gentle and firm. He revels in the sounds of your moans and gasps, his own arousal growing with each pleasurable response he elicits from you. "You're mine, my love. And I'll make sure you never forget it."

"Always yours." You moan and whine, your hands on his head. Donnie's eyes darken as he hears your words, his own need reaching its peak. Donnie pulls away, removing his head from between your legs, kissing and biting his way back up your body. He leaves new hickeys and marks, your heart racing as he presses his hips to yours.

"Always mine..." His voice is filled with possessiveness as he grinds his hips against yours. He swiftly removes his pants, positioning himself at your entrance. The tip teasing your slick folds before slowly pushing into you, inch by glorious inch. He groans at the tightness and warmth that envelops him, his movements slow and deliberate. "You feel so good, my love. So tight... So perfect." His voice is a low, breathless growl. He starts to move, his thrusts becoming faster and more urgent, his hips meeting your in a rhythm of passion and desire.

You grasp onto his softshell, trying to be careful and not hurt him. Your body arching to meet his as he hooks one of your legs over his waist. "Please, Donnie..."

"I'll give you everything you desire." His voice a mix of passion and possessiveness. Donnie's movements become more intense, his thrusts growing faster and harder, fueled by a mix of desire and the need to please you. His hands grip your hips tightly, guiding you to meet his thrusts, their force driving you both closer to the edge. Donnie leans down, capturing your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth with a fervent hunger. His movements become more erratic, his control slipping as he chases his own release. "Hold on, my love... I'm almost here..." With one final, powerful thrust, he finds his release with you, his body shuddering with pleasure as he spills himself inside you. He partially collapses on top of you, his breath heavy as he nuzzles into your neck, his heart still racing with the remnants for your shared passion. "You're mind, forever and always."

You pant heavily as you both come down from your highs. Donnie leans down, covering your neck in more marks, still buried deep inside you. "I did marry you." You tease quietly, gently rubbing his softshell.

Donnie lifts his head from your neck, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he looks at you. "Ah, my love, you certainly did. And I must say, I am quite please with that decision." He smirks, slowly withdrawing from you. Donnie rolls to the side, cuddling against you, his fingers gently tracing patterns on your skin. He captures your lips in a gently kiss, his voice filled with affection. "You are mine, my beautiful wife, and I am yours. We are bound together, body and soul." He nuzzles his face against your his eyes briming with adoration. "I love you, my dear. And I promise to continue finding new and exciting ways to show you just how much."

"I love you too." You hum, kissing him again, just as softly. You pull away and look down at your body, seeing on the bites and marks he left on your skin. You chuckle and turn back to him. "And earlier you said you like to occasionally nibble on me." You murmur playfully, gesturing to all the marks. Donnie chuckles lightly, his eyes sparkling as he gazes at the marks decorating your body.

"Ah, my love, I must admit that I do have a certain... Penchant for nibbling." He smirks, his fingers tracing a particularly vivid hickey on your neck. He leans in, his lips brushing against the marks he left, his voice filled with playful affection. "Each mark tells a story, my love. A story of our passion, our connection. And it's a story I love to tell over and over again." He nuzzles against you, his arms wrapping around your body, pulling you closer. "You are truly a canvas and I am an artist. I can't help but want to leave my mark on you, to show the world that you are mine."

"Don't think anyone can doubt it now." You whisper playfully, Donnie pulls you to lay on your side, facing him. Your fingers gently trail down his arm. You smile, feeling his lips and teeth on some of the marks he left, feeling him smile against your skin.

"No, I don't think anyone could doubt our connection now." He chuckles, his fingers lightly tracing patterns on your back. "These marks serve as a reminder, not just to others, but to ourselves, of the passion and intensity we share." He leans in again, his lips gently brushing against the marks, his voice filled with gentle affection. He continues to pepper kisses and nibbles along the marks, his touch gentle and loving.

"Can't say I hate it. I quite enjoy you marking me." You murmur as he moves down your body more, only for him to find all the spots he missed. You close your eyes, enjoying his touch and kisses, unaware of his findings. Donnie's lips pause in their gentle exploration, his brow furrowing slightly as he hasn't fully marked you.

"My love, I apologize for neglecting these parts of your body. I assure you it was not intentional. I simply got caught up in the moment." He looks at you with a mix of concern and determination. Donnie rolls you onto your stomach, pressing a soft kiss to your shoulder blade, his fingers tracing delicate patterns. "I will make it up to you, my dear. Consider it a challenge, a mission to leave no part of your body unmarked." He continues his exploration, his lips and teeth leaving a trail of gently bites and kisses along your sides and back, his touch careful and attentive. "You deserve to be marked completely, my love. Every inch of you is worthy of my attention and affection."

Donnie's hands glide over your back, his touch gentle yet firm as he explores the contours of your body. His lips and teeth leave a trail of gentle nips and passionate kisses as he moves down your back. He reaches your ass and thighs, his movements becoming slower and more deliberate. His hands knead the flesh, his fingers tracing shapes along your skin. His lips press against your sensitive areas, leaving a combination of bites and soothing kisses.

He revels in the taste and feel of you, his desire intensifying with each moment. His hands grip your hips, his fingers digging into your flesh as he explores every inch of your backside. With each touch, each bite, each nibble, he leaves his mark on you. The sound of your pleasure, the scent of your arousal, fuel his own desire, urging him to continue his exploration. His movements become more urgent, he knows you enjoy his marking, and he's more than willing to oblige, leaving a trail of evidence that you belong to him.

Donnie's eyes darken as he hears your pleas, feeling your hips lift to align with his intentions. He continues his ministrations with extra care, his touch becoming more focused and intense. HIs hands grip your hips firmly, guiding you to push your ass higher into the air, granting him better access to mark and claim you. His teeth graze across the soft flesh of your ass, leaving lingering bites, each one a testament to his desire for you.

He lavishes attention on your thighs, his lips and tongue tracing patterns along the sensitive skin. His touch is both possessive and adoring as he marks you, he cherishes the beauty of your body.

The sound of your moans and the sensation of your body responding to his touch only heightens his own pleasure. He revels in the power he has over you, the way you surrender to his desires. His own arousal grows, his need to claim you driving him to continue his passionate assault on your ass and thighs. He leaves a trail of marks, each one a symbol of his love as he takes you deeper into the depths of pleasure.

You whine as he pulls away, surveying the marks and bites he's left on your skin. You arch your back a bit more, Donnie's eyes widen slightly, his breath catching as he takes in the sight before him. He can see the anticipation and need in your body, mirrored by his own.

Unable to resist the allure, he moves closer, his hands gently caressing your marked skin, tracing the contours of your ass and thighs. His touch tender and possessive, as he savors the evidence of his desire on your body.

He leans in, is lips brushing against your ear as he speaks, his voice husky with desire. "My love, you are a vision of pure temptation. Your willingness to offer yourself to me, do display your desire so openly... It drives me wild." With a low growl of hunger, he moves closer to you, his hands gripping your hips firmly as he positions himself behind you. His breath is hot against your skin as he leans in. "My love, you are absolutely irresistible. Your desire fuels my own."

With that, he guides himself into you, his hips meeting your ass in a passionate rhythm. He fills you completely, his movements strong and purposeful. Each thrust is a symphony of desire, a testament to the intensity of your connection. As he moves within you, he can't help but admire the marks and bites he left on your body. They serve as a visual of the pleasure and passion you've shared, a testament to the depth of your connection.

His hands roam over your marked flesh, his touch possessive and adoring. He savors the way your body responds to his every movement, the way you moan and whimper under his touch.

Together, you find release, your bodies moving in synchrony as you both reach the peak of pleasure. And in that moment you are reminded once again of the strength of your bond, the depth of your love for one another.

Your body relaxes, slowly collapsing back onto the bed as he pulls out. Both of you covered in a thin layer of sweat. "Penchant... Yeah right." You mumble breathlessly, teasing him for his earlier words. Donnie lays next to you, his fingers trailing down your spine.

"Ah, my love, you caught me." Donnie chuckles softly, his chest rising and falling with each breath as he gazes at you with a playful glint in his eyes. "Perhaps 'penchant' is too mild a word to describe my insatiable desire to mark and claim you. It's more like an obsession, a burning need that consumes me whenever I'm with you." He continues to trace delicate patterns along your spine, his touch gentle and soothing. "You bring out the wild and passionate side of me, my dear. I can't help but indulge in my desires when I'm with you."

He leans in, pressing a tender kiss to your shoulder, his voice filled with affection. "But I hope you know that it's not just about marking you physically, my love. It's about leaving an imprint on your heart and soul. It's about showing you how deeply I love and cherish you." Donnie pulls you closer, his arms wrapping around you in a warm embrace. "You are my everything, my dear. And I will continue to shower you with love, in whatever form it may take."

You snuggle closer to him, burying your face in his neck and taking a deep, content breath. "Thank you... For being mine and choosing me to be yours." You whisper, pulling away just enough to cup his jaw and kiss him slowly. Donnie's eyes soften as he feels your warmth against him, your words filling his heart with a sense of gratitude and love. He returns your kiss, his lips moving against yours with tenderness and affection.

"My love, it is I who should thank you. You bring me so much joy, so much purpose into my life. You accepted me for who I am, mutant and all, and you love me unconditionally." Donnie cups your face in his hands, his thumbs gently caressing your cheeks. "You are my soulmate. Together we are stronger..." He presses his forehead against yours, his voice filled with sincerity. "I choose you every day, my love. You are the one who completes me. I will always be yours now and forever. Thank you for reminding me to take a step back and remember the beauty that beyond the lab." He whispers softly, sealing his words with another tender kiss. His heart overflowing with love and gratitude for the incredible person you are.