For the Christmas prompts, could have either 17 or 21 with Raph?
Better late than never! I went with 17, hope that’s okay!
Raphael x Gn!reader
Balance
Word Count: 0.5k
Warnings: spelling mistakes, supportive and encouraging raph, suggestive reference? (Literally just the word 'oral' at the end)
Summary: raph takes you ice skating
"This is a bad idea!" You squeal, gripping onto the side railing with all your might. Your knuckles have gone white and your knees can't stop shaking.
"It'll get easier baby!" Raph shouts back with a laugh. How the hell is a 6'6 mutant turtle able to skate better than you?
Donnie had made them all special ice skates that fit their feet and held their weight. But he moved so fluidly around the ring, as if it were natural.
You'd asked him for some workout advice, you wanted to get a little more fit and build up some muscle. He said one of the most important lessons he learned was balance.
Hence why you and your boo were currently in a closed down skating rink. Donnie had forged a key and let you guys have it for the evening, a choice you were now regretting.
You pulled yourself to stand, still holding the wall as he came over to you, a wide smile on his stupidly handsome face.
"You doin' alright, shortstack?" He put his hands on his hips.
"I'm going to break my ass,"
He rolled his eyes, taking your hands in his and pulling you away from the wall. Without any traction, you were pulled away from the wall and onto the ice.
"Raph! Raph, no! I'm gonna fall!" You protested, gripping his hands for dear life.
"Yer doin' fine, babydoll," It should've pissed you off more that he was skating backwards but instead it was almost attractive...?
"Here, kick your feet out, point your toes and use them as momentum, keep your arms by your side to steady you," He instructed, moving to hold only one of your hands by your side. "Ready?"
"No,"
"Good!" He let go of your hand and gave you a little push, propelling you forward.
"Raphael! I'm going to gut you for this!" You squealed, arms flailing.
"You'll have to catch me first!"
You inhaled deeply, alright, just do what he said. You pushed off slowly, still very wobbly, but you were moving!
"There you go!" He encouraged from somewhere behind you.
You made it to the entrance and exit spot of the ring and awkwardly stepped to one of the bench seats. It felt like your legs were going to fall off.
"Hey," Raph came to a perfect stop in front of you and sat down at your side. "You havin' fun yet?" He teased.
"Surprisingly, yes, I am," You panted, annoyed he wasn't out of breath.
"It's just like I said, this will improve your balancing skills, and it's a workout for your waist and core," He smiled down at you the way he always did when talking about working out.
"And we get to go on a date too," You added, tapping his leg.
"See, balance," He leaned down, pressing a sweet kiss to your lips.
Then he abruptly stood and rushed to the rink. "Whoever finishes three laps around the ring first gets oral tonight!"
"Raph!"
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