TMNT 7 Nights Part 2
WARNING: TURTLECEST!! MEANS BRO LOVING BRO IN NOT SO BROTHERLY FASHION!! DO NOT READ IF YOU DO NOT LIKE!!
Title: 7 Nights--Donnie's Turn
Subtitle: The Second Night
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Leo/Donnie; Raph/Mikey-implied; OT4-implied
Summary: Once again a challenge is issued between Leo and Donnie where the winner gets 'bedroom privileges'. As the title indicates, this is Donnie's turn. ;p
The Second Night
"So I guess I have you to thank for morning practice being delayed," Mikey teased from his seat at the table when he saw Donnie saunter into the kitchen, coffee pot in sight.
Donnie smiled at Mikey as he poured himself a cup.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Mikey," Donnie said, grinning just the same.
"Pfft...sure you don't," Mikey said, rolling his eyes. "You kept Mr.-Train-at-the-Butt-Crack-of-Dawn so busy last night, he slept through the alarm. Not that I'm complaining, dude. It's just that I could have found something better to do with my morning than waking up early for a practice that didn't happen."
"Then I guess that makes us even for all the practices that you didn't wake up in time for," Leo interrupted as he strode in to the kitchen, playfully tugging on Mikey's bandana tails as he passed him. "Good morning, Donnie."
Leo dipped his head down, planting a soft kiss on Donnie's cheek.
"Good morning, Leo," Donnie responded, a soft warmth settling in his stomach at the affection.
"Ah, geeze, didn't you two get enough of each last night?" Mikey groaned, scrunching his face at the sight of his love-struck brothers.
"Not even close," Donnie answered without thinking, earning a surprised look for Leo.
"Wait a sec--did you--you did it again, didn't you?!" Mikey accused, standing up abruptly and pointing a finger at his brothers. "You--you had one of those little auction thingies again, didn't you?!
Leo and Donnie glanced at one another, both feeling a blush form on their cheeks.
"Unbelievable!" Mikey exclaimed, flailing his arms. "And you talk about me and Raph being rabbits! So...who won this time?"
The sly grin on Donnie's face gave away the answer, and Mikey just stared, dumbfounded.
"Oh, dude," Mikey breathed. "You get Leo--with utterly free reign--for a week?!"
"Six more nights, to be exact," Leo supplied, enjoying teasing Mikey as the younger turtle gaped at him.
"I-I--" Mikey stuttered, before shaking his head; he grinned mischievously at Donnie. "Can I watch?"
Leo blanched at that, caught off guard. Sure, he'd included Mikey and Raph during his week of dominance over Donnie...but...
"Maybe," Donnie shrugged, but not saying anything more.
"I'll take a 'maybe'," Mikey happily agreed. "It's not a 'no'. Oh, what'll tell Raph--he'll flip over this."
Mikey scurried all but giggling out of the room. Donnie looked over a Leo, noting the deeper blush on the turtle. He walked over, wrapping his arms around Leo.
"Don't worry, Leo," Donnie cooed, lightly kissing his neck. "I won't do anything that I know you won't like."
Leo released a breath he wasn't aware he'd been holding, turning his neck to give Donnie more access. Deep down, he knew he could trust Donnie--just as Donnie had trusted him.
And, it was a good thing Leo did trust Donnie. It was only with that trust that Leo, later that night, allowed himself to be in his current position, kneeling before Donnie with his hands tied snuggly behind his shell with his own mask.
Donnie looked down at him, gingerly stroking his neck. The smooth touches lit a fire of need within Leo. With a small smile, Donnie pulled a black piece of material from his belt, its glossy surface reflecting the glow of the candles spread about Leo's bedroom. Leo's breath hitched as he felt the leather collar being secured around his neck. Donnie stood back, churring in appreciation at the sight before him. He knelt down in front of Leo, thumbing the collar. He could nearly feel the vibrations of Leo's churrs through the collar.
Donnie leaned forward, latching onto the forest green neck, suckling the skin and the collar. He ran his tongue along the smooth edges, dipping it between the fabric and Leo's neck. His hands drifted to Leo's thighs, moving between them as they parted like water. While continuing to lap at Leo's neck and massage one of his thighs, Donnie's other hand traveled up to Leo's slit, pushing against it until the heavy cock was freed.
Leo gasped as he was stroked, thrusting his hips up to meet the touches. Donnie removed his hand from Leo's thigh and gripped his own needy cock, pressing closer to Leo and wrapping his hand around both of their throbbing members.
When Leo jerked back at the onslaught of sensations, Donnie sank his teeth around the collar, holding Leo in place. He swiftly began moving his hand up and down their leaking staffs, still biting down on the collar. With his free hand, Donnie reached around and yanked on Leo's tail, squeezing the wiggling appendage. Leo cried out, climaxing. Donnie churred deeply before releasing his grip on the collar, crying out his own completion. Leo slumped against him, panting. Donnie untied Leo's mask, freeing his hands and carefully rose as he pulled Leo up with him. Shakily, he led them both to the bed.
Donnie couldn't help but smile at the nearly asleep turtle next to him. He delicately removed the collar, tossing it on top of the nearby nightstand. He gently massaged the irritated skin where the collar had chaffed and where his teeth had rubbed.
Leo sighed, nuzzling closer to Donnie as sleep overtook him. Just before sleep claimed Donnie as well, he reached for the alarm clock on the nightstand, making sure that it was set.
Leo would kill him if they slept through another practice...
The End