Bound 2 - Family Ties
Bound - Family ties
Disclaimer - I own none of the characters save one really. I get no profit from this than using my own talent.
Splinter woke to the feeling of warmth surronding him, making him smile. He closed his eyes and began to shift back into the feeling, the soft fur of the other body behind him making him smile more. He sighed happily as he felt the strong arms circling him, tighten abit, squeezing him against the strong body under the warm soft fur. The rat then slowly rolled onto his other side, facing his one time captor, now lover. He smiled at the fox that was looking at him through sleepy eyes, no longer scared of the slitted, cat-likeness of them. The fox smiled back, then raised an eyebrow as the rat slowly closed his eyes, blushing.
"Now that was a reaction I would not have expected to bring out just by looking at you," the vulpine said in a slightly amused tone.
"I think it's because this is still so new to me Vincent," Splinter said reopening his eyes to look at the handsome fox infront of him, "Never had a lover or felt the draw I do to you."
"You have felt drawn to others?," the fox asked moving to lean on a propped arm.
"Not as intimately," the rat explained, "with others it was more like family than... well..."
Vincent nodded, cupping the rat's chin and inclining his head, to kiss Splinter on the lips firmly. Splinter melted into the kiss, as he pulled the fox over him as the rat laid back. He smiled up at Vincent as he felt the kiss break, looking up into the fox's eyes.
"You're going to have to go home today huh?" the vulpine said, with a bit of a sigh.
Splinter noded, biting his lip a bit, as he ran the backs of his fingers over Vincent's cheek.
"Yes," the rat said calmly, "I have to get back to my students, they are family to me. I do not want them to worry."
"Sometime," Vincent said with a smile, "I would like to meet them."
Splinter nodded, "Yes, but not until I am sure how they might react."
Vincent smiled sadly and started to get up, helping the rat up with him.
"You are always welcomed back here," the fox said as he lead Splinter to a room with showerheads on the walls.
Splinter nodded as he looked about the room, the pillars having showerheads on them as well. He smiled a bit as he thought inwardly, "Who'd have thought a fox finding an abandoned school building, out here."
The fox had kept busy by trying to keep the place clean and free of infestation. He had some friends from some of the surronding cities that came to visit on occasion, so the fox was not lonely. However these friends were human, that alone still made him feel like an outsider. Splinter understood this to a point. He almost always had felt alone, but his students made him happy, watching them grow, taking care of them, passing his knowledge onto them. The rat looked over at the fox, wishing suddenly he could just take Vincent home, and introduce the fox to his students. However things needed to proceed slowly from here, as this situation was new to him. He still felt unsure about some of the things he felt, and he wasn't sure how his students would feel.
Michaelangalo, sighed and shook his head as he watched the others in the room. Raphael had finally stopped pacing, Donatello had come out of his workshop, and Leonardo had finally stopped watching the door.
"What's your problem?" Raphael asked in a loud voice, "I know you are worried, you can't tell me you aren't."
"He is only a couple hours late," Michaelangalo said to his tempermental brother, "besides, Master Splinter can take care of himself."
Leonardo turned and was about to say something, when the door, he had recently stopped watching, moved.
Splinter nearly had a heart attack after he opened the door, but hid it well and smiled as he greeted his students. He chuckled inwardly as he saw the worry behind Raphael's non-chalant stance as the red masked turtle leaned against the wall. He smiled more as he saw Michaelangalo's wink. He then did something he did not expect to do, nor any of his students, he hugged Donatello and Leonardo who still crowded him a bit. Michaelangalo sat up a bit at that, Splinter almost never hugged any of them, unless it was to console them, and that they did not need at the moment. Splinter must have known he made a mistake as he stood back and shrugged.
"My apologies my students," the rat said calmly, "it just feels good to be home."
The others started to nod, as Michaelangalo watched. Raphael joking about how Leonardo was staring holes in the door, Donatello using his workshop as a second shell, then looking a little embarrassed himself as Don, pointed out Raphael's pacing. Mikey, kept watching Splinter, watching how his master seemed to relax more and more, almost missing when Splinter asked, "And Michaelangalo?"
"Ah, I was worried," the laid back turtle said with a smile, "I just didn't want to show when everyone else was on edge."
Splinter nodded and chuckled, "Well I am a bit tired from my walk. I think I will go relax, and unpack my things."
"Now that's the Splinter we know," Mikey said, earning him a few wierd looks from his brothers, but Splinter's face showed a little surprised, like we was caught. The look disappeared quickly though as Michaelangalo winked at his master.
Leonardo turned to Splinter and smiled, "I think he meant it is good to have you back Master," the turtle said quickly a hint of nervousness in his voice.
Splinter simply nodded as he walked across the room followed by Leonardo and Donatello.
"What was that all about Mikey?" Raphael asked.
"Nothing bro," Michaelangalo said with a smile, "it was just like Leo said." The yellow masked turtle slumped back on the couch bringing up one of his favorite comics to read as Raph sat down to watch some TV.
"Or so you may think," Mikey thought to himself smiling as he looked down into the comic, pretending to be interested in it, "until I can find out what is going on with Splinter."
Vincent stretched and yawned as he walked into the abandon school, smiling as he thought of Splinter, having parted with the rat at the outskirts of New York. He smiled more as he walked from room to room, till he came to where he spent most of his time.
"Lucky when I found this place," the fox thought to himself, "big enough to accomidate me and then some."
He shed the shirt he wore that morning, as he walked into one of the more open rooms, the room looked like someone took a highschool gym, and gutted it of bleachers and most of the basketball hoops. One hoop was still left, something which Vincent made sure was maintained. In the room were several stages, some new pipes running all over, speakers set up into the walls, several other sets of sound and light equipment. He turned the power on a control switch, hearing the speakers thrum with power, sending a shiver through his body as the low rolling soundwaves moved through the room. He then turned to a stereo that he had managed to hook up to the system for temporary use, and pressed play on the cd player portion of the stereo. He turned to a bundle of wires that were supposed to fit to the underside of the stage, as the bass beat to a techno song started up. He started to get to work on some of the wire as a shadow started to move across the floor quickly. The fox turned, not seeing the shadow or it's owner as it came up and wrapped big arms around the fox making him yelp in surprise.
"Whoa there foxy," a loud voice said over the music that boomed through the room.
"Dang it Tony," Vincent yelled as he elbowed the 6 foot tall human, with brown hair and blue eyes, "You nearly scared the crap out of me."
The big man chuckled as he ruffled the fox's ears. "Dan is bringing in some of the refrigeration equipment. Max is bringing in the turn tables, and some of the fuse boards you put together."
"Good good," Vincent said nodding, "I have most of the wires under the stages, working on this one now, have two more after that."
Tony nodded, the man looking a bit nervous, even for a caucasian body builder with good looks.
"What's wrong Tony?" Vincent asked his eyes becoming concerned.
"He won't ask you what he wants to that's the problem!" A female voice belonging to a slim redhead carried over the loud music.
"Eliza!" Vincent yelled, running over and hugging the female human, then turned and hugged a brunnette woman that if were a half foot taller, and thicker, would be the female version of Tony, "And Terry!"
The well built woman chuckled as she pulled back from the fox, "So how'd it go?" she asked, her face showing the anticipation that her voice didn't.
"Well," Vincent started to say, his body swaying a bit, "let's just sayyyy...."
"Yes?" the trio asked, knowing the fox would tell them, but playing along with his anticts.
"That," the vulpine said with a shrug, "That I may have to take myself out of the single's section sooner than I thought."
"Details, deeeetails!" Eliza demanded, hopping up and down, her baggy black jeans, jingling as the chains attached to them shook.
"My dear Eliza," Vincent said as he put an arm around the now pouting girl, "A gentleman does not kiss and tell, and neither do I." The last part causing Tony and Terry to laugh loudly.
"HEY WE NEED SOME HELP HERE!" An annoyed voice called from another room.
"I'm coming," Tony yelled as he ran out to help Dan and Max, who were carrying some more pipes.
"Vincent sighed as he watched his friends, glad to have them. Tony he met while in grade school, growing up with the now buff body builder since the third grade. They had met Dan and Max in junior high, during the time Tony had started his weight training, occasionally getting Vincent to join in. The four became good friends during those years. Meeting Terry, who won Tony's heart, during the first year of highschool. Dan and Max had problems during the first two years, both coming out they were gay during their sophmore year. Tony, Terry, and Vincent helping them out of or helping the two boys end many of the fights that had happened during that time. Vincent came out the year following that he was also gay, Terry admitting shortly after she was bi. That had shocked Tony, thinking that maybe it was him always getting Terry to train with him. Terry had a fun time explaining to the big lug it wasn't his fault. Their junior year is when they met, Eliza, who was shy at that time. She seemed to watch Tony and Terry a lot, when they were training in weights or playing in sports. During the senior year is when Eliza came out that she was also bi, and interested in the two body builders. A strange love triangle formed and what was stranger was it seemed to hold.
After graduation is when disaster struck the now close group of friends. The place Vincent had been working at had caught fire, trapping the young man at the time in the blaze causing him to be badly burned. Afterwards, the friends tried almost everything they could think of to get him to feel better, even with the burn scars, trying to help Vincent have a normal life.
Just when things seemed at a loss, they were approached by a strange Japanese man, who offered to heal Vincent but at a price. All were concerned as to what the price was, but the man would not say, but had stated that Vincent would have to change his life forever.Vincent had agreed, not caring, wanting the ugly scars gone, wanting a chance at a decent life. His friends tried to talk him out of it, but he refused to listean. The man simply nodded with a small almost sad smile.
The group of friends were ready to ask the man what was wrong, until Vincent passed out taking their attention from the strange man. When Vincent regained conciousness the friends discovered the man had vanished.
A few days later, Vincent woke his friends screaming. The ran to see what was the matter, only to see their friend changed and sobbing. They held him and comforted him during the first few weeks after, stablizing Vincent onto his own emotional feet. A time after that they helped him in his hiding and socializing in certain instances, such as techno rave, and wild dance parties. Vincent began to like his new life and his new form. Now thinking back, the once human, now fox decided he would probably have agreed even more quickly.
"So," Terry asked, bringing the fox out of his thoughts, "When will we get to meet him, and what have you learned about this woods wandering rat of your's?"
Vincent chuckled, "Probably at the rave. As for him, his name is Splinter. I call him Zephyr though, he seems to like it." He smirked at Terry's raised eyebrows. "He is knowledgable in martial arts, has four students that are turtles. Yes the ones the rumors are about. They are changed animals, by science, unlike myself. And he is very sweet and cuddly."
Splinter sighed as he sat in his room, setting his travel bag off to the side. He missed Vincent already, wanting to be near the fox, holding him close. He chuckled abit at himself, having told the vulpine all about himself and his students, listeaning as Vincent told the rat about himself and his friends. Splinter shook his head as he pulled out a framed picture of the fox that he set under his pillow. He started to remove his stuff from his bag when he heard a knock at his door.
"Come in," he said, ears perked in intrest as the turtle that came through was not one he expected so soon, "Michaelangalo."
"Hi master," Mikey said quietly as he stepped in, "figured we might talk for a bit."
Splinter raised an eyebrow at this watching the young turtle sit on the floor.
"Don't worry, Donny's in his lab. Leo and Raph went for pizza when I offered to pay," the young turtle said as he adjusted the pad on his knee.
Splinter became even more curious, then blinked and blushed a bit as he realized why his student came to see him. He tried to think of something to say, standing there, with his tail twitching behind him.
"SO ummm," Mikey began, then swallowed and took a deep breath.
"Sooo..." the rat tried to also start, realizing that he normal wasn't at a loss for words, and it might be making the young turtle uncomfortable.
"Who'd you meet?" the turtle asked, getting a jaw drop from his master.
"Uh well uhh you see..."
Mikey chuckled abit at put himself in a more comfortable position. Watching his master recover, a little amused that he managed to make Splinter slip up a bit.
"It's ok master," Michaelangalo said, "you can tell me who she is..."
Splinter blushed a bit more, not bothering to hide it as he removed the picture from under his pillow and handed it to his student. "He.."
"Pardon?" Mikey asked with a raised eyebrow, then looked down at the picture, "Oh..." He blinked for a second then looked at his master, "Oh my. You mean, you're..."
"I'm not sure," Splinter said with a shrug, "I know I am in love with the fox in that photo."
Mikey smiled a bit, then got up and hugged his master, who paused then hugged his student back. Some of the tension draining from the rat's shoulders.
"Congradulations," Michaelangalo said as he sa back down, "I should have known something was up. You didn't really look that tired. So how'd it happen?"
"Well," Splinter began, "I was walking in the woods when..."
Leo and Raph arrived about forty minutes after they had left to get pizza. The two turtles discovering that it was getting easier to just have it delivered to a non-public place, and using their skills, to swipe the pizza and leaving the money behind for the delivery boy. Leo seemed to be in thought as he and Raphael were walking through the sewers.
"What are you thinking so hard about?" Raph asked.
"Just thinking of the way master acted when he arrived," Leo stated, "it almost seemed as if he were happy and sad to be home."
Raph nodded, thinking back to the incident also.
"It might have just been he was tired bro," the red masked turtle said, "I've seen it happen on tv a lot."
"But those are fictional characters Raph," Leo said shaking his head, "and usually they are like that because something is going on to change everyone's life involved."
Raph shrugged his shoulders, "Who knows Leo? Maybe you are closer to the truth than you know."
Leo nodded as they entered the lair, not expecting the sight that they walked into.
"Please tell me I am not seeing what I think I am," Raph asked.
"I think we are," Leo stated simply, "no matter how much we don't want to."
What they saw was Mikey sitting on the couch, laughing and clapping his hands. Infront of him was Splinter, and the rat was...
"Master Splinter, playing DDR," Donnie's voice came from behind them.
Leonardo turned to look back at Donatello, who was watching the scene amused and seemed to have been for sometime.
"They have been like that for about fifteen minutes," the brainy turtle said turning his head to look at his shocked brothers.
"Wha... How... wh..." was heard coming from Raphael.
"I asked myself, in the same way," Donatello stated, then his voice deepened as he imitated Splinter's voice, " 'Michaelangalo is showing me another way of meditation.' I have to admit Splinter is pretty good." The purple masked turtle getting up and taking the pizzas from his bros and walking to the kitchen calling back "Splinter, Mikey pizzas are here."
That made Raphael blink, as usually Donnie would only call Mikey for pizza, or one of the other turtles, never Splinter. He turned to Leo who stood there just as shocked again, as the subjects of that shocked walked past them both, Mikey still chuckling, and Splinter panting a bit from playing the game.
"Master Splinter," Raphael started.
"Is joining us for pizza?" Leonardo finished.
"So I tell him before we part," Vincent was saying to his friends, as they surronded a campfire, roasting hotdogs on some utensils that Tony brought, "That he needs to try some new things, and probably get to know the deeper side of his students."
"And if he finds his students find they are interested in him?" Eliza asked, as she turned her hotdog above the fire.
"Well," Vincent said leaning back, propping himself on his hands, "I told him to feel the waters and see what happens."
"And you are ok with that?" Max said as he leand against Dan, while the other boy cooked two hotdogs on one of the small thin metal spears from Tony's camping kit.
"I am as long as Zephyr is happy," Vincent said with a smile.
Tony just shook his head chuckling, looking at Terry with a rueful grin. Terry smiled at Tony laughing a little herself, trying to hide it behind a hand. The others, save Vincent, seemed to get the joke and started to join into the joyous noise themselves. Vincent blinked and looked at them all as he sat up more.
"What's so funny?", the fox asked.
"Who was it," Terry started to ask, "that said Tony, Eliza, and I would never ever ever make it work between the three of us?"
"I was young then!" Vincent exclaimed in mock offense, chuckling himself after.
"So when are we going to make the announcments of the rave?" Dan asked quietly.
"Not for another couple of weeks," Vincent said shaking his head, "I can do only so much on my own, and you guys have jobs."
"Yeah," Eliza said looking a bit quilty.
Vincent noticed everyone looking a bit nervous.
"Ok now what?" Vincent asked the now quilty looking group of people sitting with him.
"Well," Tony said who paused and looked at Terry.
"We, sorta got to go in extra during the next week," Terry said looking at Vincent with hooded eyes.
"Overtime season again huh?" the fox asked already knowing the answer. At the others' nods he just sighed "I'll just be glad when we can do it. Plus the money you guys get will help you all out, and myself. Just be glad you all work together you know."
"Besides," Eliza chirped up, "the rave will just be more awesome."
Everyone nodded happily and went back to their meal of hotdogs, discussing what else they might need for their event.
Splinter sighed as he laid back on his bed roll, gazing up at the ceiling as he reflected on the day. He had revealed to Michaelangalo who his love was, and what Vincent wanted him to do. Michaelangalo seemed really happy about that, saying he'd be happy to help in anyway he could. The young turtle also offering a bit of advice that one or two of the other turtles might not be ready for such change. Splinter had shrugged and asked what he should do, to which Michaelangalo had smiled and said to jump in feet first and hang on.
"Life's to short for to many worries Splinter," the young turtle had told him, "they are either going to, or not going to accept you for who you are no matter what. You raised us and cared for us. Taught us what you know, helped us learn who we are in some ways. We have trusted you alot and you have trusted us. I would hope that creates a strong enough bond to see us through anything. Maybe even help us learn more about each other."
Splinter had agreed with Michaelangalo, and had started to learn from the yellow masked turtle. Michaelangalo was mostly a free spirit, he cared about other people a lot. He tried to keep the others happy, even at the expense of himself most of the time. For instance he did paid attention to those around him, but let on that sometimes he didn't get things when he did. He helped cheer the others up and keep them going, even during the most dark of times. Splinter chuckled a little at himself, not believing that he had got talked into playing that dancing game. He also nearly caved in at the singing game spawned by the same company. Instead the rat got Michaelangalo to teach him Battleship and Risk, comparing the two games to a little like chess.
Splinter rolled onto his side, his eyes showing a bit of the troubleness bothering him from the initial reactions of Raphael and Leonardo. It took Raphael a little, but he came around to Splinter trying new things, joining in a little with Michaelangalo at Splinter's attempt at eating pizza. Leonardo was a bit more apprehensive. He seemed a bit put off by his master associating with his students in such a manner. The rat sighed a bit as he tried to not let it bother him to much. He pulled his bag close to him, peeking into it as he pulled out a small white notebook, in it he had Vincent's number, and the numbers of some of Vincent's friends.
"You can trust them," the fox had said, "anytime you need help, or an ear to talk to that is not mine or your students."
Splinter smiled a bit as he made a mental note to put April's number in their, and maybe Casey's. He then blinked and chuckled a bit as he remembered he had no phone, but was sure Donatello would help him out.
A knock at his door made the rat sit bolt upright, stuffing the notebook under his pillow with the picture of Vincent. He berated himself for a second for acting childish, before turning to the door.
"Come in," he said in an even voice, surprised at how calm he sounded.
The door opened and a small piece of yellow showed through the door. Splinter smiled a bit as Michaelangalo came in, closing the door behind him, and sat down across from the rat.
"Michael..." Splinter began to say.
"Mikey please," Michaelangalo said in a somewhat hoarse voice.
Splinter swallowed and blinked at his student.
"Uh ok, Mikey," Splinter said, sounding a little unsure and a little scared, not having called any of his sons by the nicknames they gave each other. He never thought they would have wanted him to call them by something so intimate, "What can I do for you?"
"Did you," Mikey began then paused, causing Splinter to lean forward a bit as he saw some embarrassment cross his sons face.
"Splinter," the young turtle began trying to curb the feeling of embarrassment he was feeling.
"Zephyr please," the rat across from the turtle said.
Michaelangalo gasped a bit looking at his master. He could see the vulnerability in rat's eyes. Those soft eyes, so much knowledge held within them. Those same eyes that he looked into and saw such determination, and such a hardness at times. They held a gentleness now, but a different kind than usual. It was as if a different kind of person sitting across from Michaelangalo, this was who Splinter wanted to be at times, but never allowed himself the chance. The turtle slowly reached out and ran his fingers under Splinter's chin. He felt the jaw muscles tense and relax, the cheek muscles move into a soft smile as his fingers passed over them.
Michaelangalo gazed at the rat before him. He could still see his master underneath, see the pieces that made Splinter who he was, yet there was more now. The shoulders were more relaxed, there was the same calmness, but now it flowed through the rat instead of settling over him like the robe he wore. Michaelangalo smiled as he took the rat's hands in his, seeing his master more complete now than ever.
"He's done good things for you," the young turtle said, "and you've only known him a few days."
"He and you both have done good for me," the rat said with a shrug, "he just helped me open my eyes abit. You helped by accepting it and helping me move along the path I chose."
"Well," Michaelangalo said, "You don't have to walk it alone at least. He has told you, you are handsome, hasn't he?"
"Yes he had," the rat chuckled, "Several times."
"When can I meet him?"
"When I gauge your brothers' reactions a little better. Leonardo seems a little..."
"Put out," Michaelangalo sat back, taking his hands back to himself, seeing his master settle more into what the rat once was.
Splinter nodded, and sighed. He looked down at his own hands again, the back at his young student.
"Well," Mikey said with a smile as he reached hand out to Splinter, "it's nice to meet you Zephyr."
"Nice to meet you Mikey," Splinter said back, taking the hand in his and shaking it.
"So what's Vincent like?" the turtle asked, laying a bit on his side.
"What's he like?" the rat repeated the question, looking at Mikey who nodded, "Well, he's like the cool wind before the storm. The feel of a pane of glass, during a spring day. I want to have him, but I am a little scared, because of all that implies."
"You are so in love with this guy," the young turtle said with a smile, watching the rat nod.
"I am," Splinter said as he laid on his own side, "never felt anything like it. Don't get me wrong, you and your brothers make me feel good. He makes me feel good, but..."
"In a different manner," Mikey finished for Splinter.
Splinter nodded, he pulled out the notebook and picture. He gazed at the picture for a moment or two, listeaning to his son flip through the notebook. The rat new he could trust his student, knowing Mikey would not trade his secret for anything.
"You know, I think you should tell Donnie next," the young turtle said as he moved closer to his master.
"Why?" Splinter asked as he moved his eyes to look his student.
"Well," Michaelangalo said, "he'd be able to help give you something to contact these people."
Splinter nodded a bit and raised his head to look at his student.
"So, what had brought you here tonight?" the rat asked.
Mikey, smiled and looked a littler embarrassed. He looked down at his fingers for a bit, before looking into Splinter's patient face.
"Did you enjoy what he did to you?" the turtle asked, "I mean not the yeah I got off, but did you really enjoy it?"
Splinter chuckled lightly, "Yes, I did. I would not have stayed there for two days after if I did not."
The rat then noticed his student seemed to get a little more nervous. Splinter blinked a litte, trying to figure out what it might have been, coming to only one conclusion. His eyes widen a bit, but he quickly shook off the reaction, while the young turtle was not looking. He didn't want his student to get any more nervous than he was right now. He put his cool face inplace and waited for Michaelangalo to make the next move.
"I don't think I could have done what you did," Mikey said, surprising his master a bit, "I mean the more I think about it, yeah it sounds like fun. I mean I have thought about being with males myself, but to submit like that, I don't think I could do it."
"Oh I see...," Splinter began, then paused again, as something registered, "you have thought about being with males?"
"Well, yeah," Mikey replied, looking at his master smiling, "would you like me to be with you?"
"Well," Splinter began seeming a little flustered, "I thought that was why..."
Michaelangalo's jaw dropped, as he looked as his master, the shock apparent on his face. Splinter blushed under his fur, looking suddenly uncomfortable, until his student started to chuckle, then laugh lightly. The rat looked at his student, trying to put a serious look on his face, but he also ended up laughing at the situation. Michaelangalo, smiled as his chuckling ended and looked at Splinter, who smiled back at him.
"It would probably be fun," Mikey admitted, "but I think of you as my teacher and well..." The turtle shrugged a bit "Well more like a parent to. I don't want to complicate things anymore for either of us. I doubt that you do either."
Splinter nodded smiling at his student, his son, his friend.
"I see what you mean," the rat said, "and I understand. However my young ward," the seriousness coming back into the rat's face, his eyes though still showing mirth, which made Mikey smile more, "I would still welcome you to my bed, if you wished it. Also no trying to steal my fox and keeping him for yourself."
"Awww," the turtle mock complaigned, "no taking the handsome fox that won my master's heart, soul, and seed, and seeing if he wants mine instead?"
Splinter's jaw dropped, as he promptly picked up a pillow and sent it flying at his student's head. The turtle merely took the pillow into his smiling face, which made him laugh again, as he fell onto his back laughing. Splinter smirked, and rested his elbow on his knee, resting his shaking head in his hand as he looked down at the laughing Michaelangalo. The turtle finally settled down to a chuckle as he sat up looking at his master.
"That was totaly out of character for you, wasn't it?" Mikey asked, still smiling. After the nod he received, the young turtle continued, "Felt good though didn't it?" That got another pillow in the face and some chuckling from both master and student. "Seriously though, the reason I came in here was to make sure you were ok and to ask the questions I did."
Splinter nodded as he watched his student get up and head to the door.
"Mikey, wait," Splinter said as he got up. He walked over to his young pupil and hugged him gently, smiling as he felt arms wrap around him firmly, causing the rat to tighten his hug. "I will keep your secret until you are ready to come out as well."
Mikey smiled and hugged Splinter tightly, pressing the rat against his plastron. The rat sighed as he hugged his student back, looking up at the turtle.
"Michaelangalo," Splinter said quietly, "Would you like to share my bed with me?"
"Won't it complicate things?," Michaelangalo asked.
"It might," Splinter responded truthfully, "but I would not want to spend my time wondering, what it would have been like."
Mikey nodded, and licked his lips as he bent his head down and kissed Splinter on the lips, sending a shiver through both student and master at the contact. Mikey felt his heart skip a few beats as he opened his mouth, and slipped his tongue gently into his master's slim muzzle, his hands whispering over the cloth of Splinter's robe. Splinter shuddered lightly as he felt Michaelangalo's hands enter his robe, and the turtle's tongue enter his mouth. His own hands rubbing along his student's arms lightly, feeling the rough skin under his fingertips. Mikey slowly broke the kiss with his master, moving his mouth down and lightly nibbling the rat's neck, making Splinter gasp. Splinter closed his eyes, as the feeling of the mouth moving along his neck to his shoulder made him shiver. The rat's hands moved down, undoing the robe, letting it slide off his body, like a snake shedding skin. He then gathered his hands behind Michaelangalo's head, and wrapped his legs about his student's waist as the turtle lifted him up, giving the rat another heated kiss.
Mikey groaned softly, as he kneeled down, his hands moving over the furred body of his master. He felt the pressure inside the lower part of his shell grow, causing him to grunt. The turtle broke the kiss, as he reached into his shell, pulling his cock out, and pressed it against Splinter's firming sheath. The rat gasped and bit his lip from crying out loudly as he felt the rough skin of Mikey's cock move over the fur of his sheath, causing it to swell more. He looked into his student's eyes, and kissed him deeply again, as the rat was laid back on the bedroll. Mikey reached over to the bag, that Splinter had set beside where they now lay, his hand closing around a bottle of lube. The turtle smiled inwardly, and made a mental note to thank the fox personally for the foresight. He popped the top, as he looked down at his master, enjoying the site of the naked rat under him. He let his eyes drink in Splinter's form, seeing the eagerness that lay under the rat's fur and skin, wanting to be released. He reached back to start undoing his mask, when Splinter stopped him.
"No," Splinter said shaking his head, "leave it on. I want to see you wear it as you take me."
Michaelangalo smiled and nodded, as he raised himself off of Splinter a bit. He popped the top on the bottle of lube, and squirted some of the slick gel onto his fingers. He rubbed the gel into the skin on one of his fingers, causing the digit to become slippery. The turtle then crouched down, and began to slowly slide his finger into the rodent. Splinter arched his body as he felt the digit enter him, sending waves of sensation through his body. He clenched his teeth, as he rode the streams of pain and pleasure running through him. He sighed and started to relax himself as the pain of the initial push subsided. Mikey smiled at his teacher, as he slid the finger deeper, causing his master to groan. The rat's body arched up as the finger went deeper, sending more waves of pleasure through his body. Splinter groaned as he felt the finger moving in and out of him slowly, as his body rode the waves of sensation, as his sheath started to fill. Michaelangalo moved closer to his master, setting the bottle of lube aside and reaching with his now free hand to Splinter's sheath. He wrapped his fingers around the still loose folds of skin, shuddering as he felt the cock inside getting harder. He leand over Splinter and kissed the rat, as the turtle continued to pump his digit in and out of the rat. Splinter kissed back and groaned as he felt his student begin to pump his sheath, as well as his tailhole. The rat started to pant a bit as he laid himself back down, feeling his student arousing him further. Splinter then smiled as he reached over, and took Mikey's shaft out of the turtle's shell, being careful not to yank it out. Mikey shuddered, and closed his eyes for a second, before looking down at his master smiling, as he removed his finger from the rat, the turtle's hand moving of the rat's shaft as well. He used Splinter's discarded robe to wipe of his finger, as he took the lube bottle back into his other hand. He popped open the bottle, and gently moved Splinter's hand aside, squirting the slick gel onto his cock directly. Splinter grinned, and waited till Mikey started to take the bottle away, before reaching down with one of his free hands, and began to rub the lube onto his student's shaft.
Mikey groaned softly, and arched into the hand a bit as it moved up and down slowly over his shaft. The turtle then gently moved Splinter's hand off his shaft, lifting the rat's legs to his shoulders, and placing his hard and slick turtlehood at his master's entrance. He waited until he saw Splinter's nod, before pressing in against the warm ring of flesh, causing himself and Splinter to gasp at the contact. The rat quckly grabbed a pillow and bit into it, to keep from groaning loudly, as he felt Mikey enter him. The sensation of the slick, but semi-rough skinned shaft entering him causing the rat to writhe on the bedroll. He squeezed down on the cock entering him, causing Mikey to clench his teeth, the turtle wanting so much to cry out in joy. Both waited until Splinter relaxed, allowing Mikey to slide into the rat further. The turtle's shaft as it slid in, was driving the rat mad almost. Splinter could feel each ridge, each bit of scaled flesh as it rubbed the walls of his rectum. He was suddenly glad Vincent snuck the lube into his bag, or this would have been painful indeed. Splinter breathed heavily through his nose as Mikey finally hilted, only to groan and arch his body hard as he felt the young turtle start to move within him. Mikey paused for a second concerned that he was causing Splinter to much pain. His look of concern gave way to a grin, as he saw that rat was reacting to the pleasure of the expierence.
Splinter smiled at his student, as he felt himself being lifted by Michaelangalo's arms. The rat groaned as he felt the turtle begine to move his hips, causing the slickened turtle flesh to move within Splinter. Splinter shuddered, as he felt the movements within him, sending waves of sensation through his body. His hands came and gripped Michaelanagalo's shoulders, as he rode himself back onto his student's thrusting. Splinter cried out as he felt Mikey's movements increase in speed, the rythm still moving most of the turtle's shaft in and out of the rat, causing the hard flesh to hit Splinter's pleasure spots deep within the rat. Splinter felt the sensations within him start to become more intense, most accumalating in his gut, causing his breathing to become more rapid. Michaelangalo felt himself starting to approach orgasm, as he continued to thrust deeply into Splinter. He then smiled at the rat, and stopped all movement in and out of Splinter.
"Why did you stop?" Splinter asked as he looked at his student.
"To roll you over," Michaelangalo said as he slowly pulled out of the rat, helping Splinter onto his hands and knees, before pushing back into the rat.
Splinter leaned down and bit into the pillow, as he felt Michaelangalo going back into him, causing his shaft to drool more pre under him. He pressed back as he felt Michaelangalo speeding up again. The turtle leand down over the rat, reaching under his master, to stroke the rat's cock. Splinter groaned loudly, even with the pillow in his mouth, and began bucking wildly into Michaelangalo's stroking. The turtle grunted as he felt the rat moving against him harder, causing Mikey to thrust down into the rat more, pushing himself closer to orgasm once again.
Splinter suddenly stiffened all over, as a blinding flash of pleasure hit his body. The rat's cock tensing, then flaring out at the head a bit, as he started to spurt his seed over Mikey's fingers. Some of Splinter's cum landing on the rat's fur, as he squeezed down around the turtle flesh within him, causing Mikey to be pushed over the edge, with a groan. Both student and master collapsed onto the bedroll under them, as they emptied their balls in mutual orgasm. Michaelangalo held Splinter close as he felt his orgasm pass, and relaxed into the afterglow with his master.
"Mmmm, that was enjoyable," Splinter said.
"For me to Master," Mikey said with a smile.
They both kissed lightly, as the turtle slowly removed himself from the rat, causing them both to shudder.
"Goodnight Master," Mikey said as he got up.
"Goodnight my student," Splinter said, watching his student tuck himself away, "and thank you."
"Guess this means we have more than the typical family ties huh?," Mikey asked chuckling.
"We always did," Splinter said before kissing his student goodnight a final time.
Splinter then went to his bedroll, laying down and falling asleep quickly, not noticing the picture of Vincent smiling more.
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