Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Fanfic Chapter 8
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I stood in the on my fire escape holding my face up into the rain hoping to hide my annoyance and tears. Frustration wells up from deep inside, I let it out screaming into the rain. Why does he always have to be like that? It was just a dream. Why is he getting jealous? I don’t understand! I love him, isn’t that enough, why isn’t that enough? I scream until my lungs burn until I feel sick to my stomach from trying to breath and choking in the attempt. I collapse on the fire escape in tears.
I hate that I love him. I hate that I feel this way. I hate that I always forgive him.
“Aimee” a voice says, “What are you still doing outside?” Raph appears kneeling before me taking my face gently in his hands. He realizes I’ve been crying this whole time. "You're shivering." I was so lost in in my anger I hadn’t notice, I have no idea how long I’ve been out here either. "Let's get you inside and warmed up." He reaches down, picks me up, one hand under each leg so I'm straddling his abdomen, and ducks in through the window.
Delicately he sets me down, "Let's get you out of those wet clothes." His tone was soft, this not the same Raphael that left me standing on my fire escape earlier tonight. He lifts my sopping wet tank top over my head exposing my breasts, my nipples were taut and small from the cold. He kneels down placing a hand over one breast, his mouth over the other nipple, the warmth from him felt comforting. I moan as his teeth gently clasp my nipple, his tongue flicking it. He pinches my other nipple at the same time. I lean my head back as a gasp escapes. My knees weaken. I’m so cross with him, but I can’t resist him either.
He lets go and slides his hands down, pulling off my cold soaked to the skin panties. "God you are beautiful." He takes a moment to admire me before he kisses my stomach. He stands up, "Wait here." He says before disappearing.
In the next room the shower starts, soon after he reappears with no belt, no mask, just him. He fidgets. I can tell he’s feeling exposed and nervous. He doesn’t say anything, just looks at me. I know this is his way of trying to make up for before. He’s standing before me completely exposed. I want to stay mad at him, I want to tell him no, I want to tell him to leave but I can’t.
I let out an exasperated sigh, “Goddammit Raphael.” I walk past grabbing his hand leading him through the doorway into the steam filled room.
He has my lips before we make it to the shower. The warm steam feels good against my bare cold skin. He grabs me by the wrists and backs me up against the glass door of my shower kissing me, deep, yearning for more. He switches taking my hands to each side at shoulder height. His kisses descend from my lips to my neck, across the top of my shoulder, down my chest. He releases my hands as he kisses down my stomach, to my inner thighs, nibbling and kissing my inner thigh; I giggle and try to move away.
“Oh no, you’re not getting away from me” his hot breath on that sensitive skin made my pussy pulse as I squirt with anticipation on his face.
“Oh my god!” I said in embarrassment, “I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t be.” he responds. “That was fucking hot. Now c'mere!” he pulls me in tighter to him wrapping his hands around my hips, his tongue exploring my pussy and my clit. I moan and push my hips into him, his tongue feels so amazing. I place a hand on the back of his head, the other on my breast. I enjoy the fullness of my breast while pinching my nipple between my fingers.
Raph stands, lifting me up, he opens the shower door stepping both of us under the hot water. His erect cock pushing against me, I reach a hand down and slip him inside me. I gasp, moan into his neck as I feel him enter me. With my legs wrapped around him I move my hips into him. I look into his eyes and bite my lip. “Raph, please fuck me.” I beg.
“No.” He growls. He starts softly, his thrusts deep, slow, sensual. When our hips come together for that moment we move into each other, with each other like we’re afraid to separate for fear of losing each other but know if we do the reward would be more pleasure. I throw my head back and moan louder for him.
“Fuck Raphael.” I manage between kisses. Even his attempts to make love are torture but my god it still feels good.
He lets me down and turns me facing away, and he bends me over. He puts one hand against the shower wall and one arm around my waist. He slips his cock back into me starting slow but picks up speed. With both hands he grasps my breasts, pinching my nipples between his fingers.
His erection slides against my g-spot with each thrust, Oh god I never want it to stop. My slit is so sensitive his thickness grows inside me as he glides in and out, when his head touches my sweet spot, I arch my back, thrusting back into him. The familiar warm tingle I long for starts down my legs and builds through my body. My pussy getting wetter, more sensitive, “God, I’m going to cum, harder, fuck me hard.” I beg. “I want more.”
I hear Raph moan with pleasure and a low chuckle. He spanks my ass cheek. He gathers my hair, holding it with one hand his other hand holding my hip. Increases his cadence burying himself deeper into me each time faster, harder, I can barely breath. I grab onto him hand holding my hip and steady myself against the shower wall. He’s never taken me like this, such fervor, such fire burning inside him. My body can’t hold it back anymore, in a vortex of elation my pussy releases ecstasy.
“Harder.” I beg through my teeth with each pulse from my orgasm, “You better fuck me harder.” I feel his girth swell inside me, “Don’t you dare!” I demand.
I hear a growl form behind me, “I don’t think you get a say in the matter.” He erupts inside me. We lean against the shower catching our breath.
“Well, at least I’m warm now.” I give him a playful nudge with my elbow, “Come on. Let’s get out.”
A bit later while sitting on my bed, Raph is still acting like something is bothering him. “I think we need to talk about what happened tonight.” I finally say.
“You mean the shower? That was fucking amazing!” He jokes with a big smile on his face.
“You know what I mean, why were you so jealous over a dream.”
“It’s nothing, don’t worry about it.” His smile disappears and he crosses his arms turning away.
“Then why did you come back, to get laid?” My face burns hot from anger, my voice shakes. ‘Was I just used?’
“No, it’s not like that I wouldn’t do that to you. Listen It’s nothing, I don’t want to talk about it. You wouldn’t understand. No one understands” He throws his arms up in frustrations and starts pacing again.
“Try me Raphael.” I give him a dead stare to show him I’m serious. “I’m friends with four mutant turtles and their rat sensei who are, by the way, teaching me self-defense also not to mention I’m sleeping with two of the said turtles. Seriously, try me.”
“I know, I know.” He lets out a deep sigh. “It’s not easy, you know, even with you. With the guys my guard always has to be up, I’m expected to act a certain way, always be tough. With you I don’t have to do that, be that guy, but it’s hard to make the switch sometimes. Then I came here to see you and you were dreaming about Leo.” He pauses, either he’s not sure what to say next or he’s trying to not re-live it. Frustration crosses his face again and his arms cross. If I don’t act I’m going to lose him to his anger.
I go to him, gather his hands in mine, and lead him back over to the bed to sit down, “Take your time.” I whisper.
He nods, “Leo… is my biggest competition, my rival, and the one I fear losing you to.”
“Raph” I say in a soft tone, “you will never lose me to Leo, he’s not my type.”
“You a mean 6 foot mutant turtle trained in martial arts?” He says jokingly.
“Exactly.” I joke back not wanting to push things any further.
I pull Raph down on the bed with me giggling. “Now, where were we?” -->
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