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aloneindarknes7Title: White Day
Author: Jordan Herbert
Warnings: Fluff
Pairing: RafieoMikey, LeoRaph, DonLH
Fandom: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Rating: Nc-17
Word Count: 3,066
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters and that makes me sad sometimes until I realize I can still write using them. Yay!
Author's Note: Written as a comparison piece for my Valentine's Day fic and for prompt #86: Choices, for my BDT for
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tmnt_100 . I didn't re-read this as many times as I normally do so please tell me if you see any mistakes so I can fix them. Also, this was an excuse for me to write a fic with Mikey topping because I don't think I've written one fic yet where he tops and he's getting pretty mad at me.He had to act quickly; he was running out of time. “Shit,” Rafieo hissed as he glanced around the room, his eyes wildly dancing from one item to the other, desperately trying to find a solution. It seemed hopeless; he had no idea what to get Mikey on White Day
“It’s tomorrow,” he whined aloud to himself as he sat down on the bed and placed his head in his hands, sighing loudly. He hadn’t a clue as to what could be the perfect gift for his little mate.
He groaned aloud. He knew his moping around wasn’t helping anyone but he really did want to find the perfect gift for Mikey, after all, he deserved it. Rafieo gave up on trying to find inspiration in Mikey’s room. He stepped out of the cluttered room into the main area.
Mikey instantly caught sight of him and smiled widely. “Hey, Rafieo, what have you been up to all afternoon?” Mikey asked from the couch as he turned his attention back to the game he was playing as his screen flashed dangerously.
Rafieo kissed the top of Mikey’s head from over the couch. “I was just thinking a something. Don’t worry about it.”
“Okay,” Mikey’s tongue peeked out of his mouth as he tilted with his game controller, making his character on screen move with him. Rafieo watched the screen for a few moments until moving onto the kitchen. He took out a soda from the fridge and sat at the table, staring at Mikey still sitting on the couch.
“What’s wrong with you?” Raph asked as he sat down next to him. Rafieo shrugged and fiddled with his can of sugary drink. Raph narrowed his eyes and glanced over at Mikey on the couch. “Want me ta wreck his game fer ya?”
“What? No,” Rafieo smiled, “It’s nothing to do with Mikey’s games. It’s just that,” he rubbed at the back of his neck. “I don’t know what to do for White Day.”
Raph frowned, “Oh, I suppose that is coming up, ain’t it? Hm, guess ya wanna do something real special fer him, eh?” Raph asked and Rafieo nodded. “Have ya tried askin’ him? That’s what I’m gonna do.”
“I want it to be a surprise. Have any suggestions?” Rafieo asked desperately. “It’s gotta be special but what can be special for someone who’s been to space, the future, the past, and a bunch of other places like that?”
“Relax, Rafieo, you already got the perfect gift, especially since yer a couple that, ya know, been there and done that already.” Raph explained. Rafieo tilted his head to the side and Raph rolled his eyes. “Just do something kinky fer him that ya never usually do. That’ll make it special fer him.”
“Um,” Rafieo frowned and shifted in his chair. “Like what, exactly?” He was glad his face couldn’t turn any redder than it already was. He was mortified to be talking to one of Mikey’s older brothers about bedroom tips.
“I don’t know,” Raph growled. “How the shell should I know what turns Mikey on?” Raph crossed his arms over his plastron.
“What do you usually do for Leo?” Rafieo asked, looking for some possible suggestions.
“That’s kinda personal, big red,” Raph smirked, “But I can tell that yer in deep trouble so I’ll throw some ideas out there for ya.” Raph rocked back on his chair and hummed lightly to himself. “With Leo, well, he likes ta be tied up but I like that too so it ain’t special ‘cause we do it often. He also likes ta just watch me sometimes, ‘cause he’s weird like that.”
“Oh I’m weird?” Leo scoffed as he entered the kitchen, picking up on the conversation. “You’re the one with the choking fetish.” Leo grimaced and rubbed his neck.
“Hey, that is hot.” Raph argued, pointing accusingly at Leo. “Ya make the sweetest gasp and ‘sides, ya like it too, don’t try and deny it.”
“It also says a lot about your unethical side.” Don pointed out as he strolled in behind Leo, his dirty coffee mug in hand.
“Says the cross-dressing turtle that pretends his boyfriend is his teacher while he’s in a school girl skirt,” Raph shot back with a shudder. “Seriously, when the two of ya are at it over there, put a sock on the door or something? I never wanna walk in on ya and LH again, kinky stuff or otherwise.”
“Why are we talking about kinks?” Mikey asked as he stared at his brothers and lover. Rafieo froze and turned wide eyes to Mikey. He hadn’t even noticed the game being paused. Darn ninja training. Living in a house full of ninjas sucked.
“I was helping Rafieo make yer White Day night a real bash.” Raph admitted with a grin.
Mikey blinked and stared at Rafieo for a moment. “Oh,” he murmured.
“So, everyone’s got kinks; what’re yers, Mike?” Raph bluntly asked.
Mikey stared from Raph to look at Rafieo again, a small smile creeping onto his face. “I like to role-play.”
“Should have seen that one coming,” Don smiled as he leaned against the counter. “You do it enough on the computer that it makes sense you’d enjoy it in bed as well.”
“Well, we’ve never tried it, yet.” Mikey grinned. “But I’m glad you all agreed to help make my White Day awesome. I’ll go print out the script for you guys to practice. Oh and then I’ll have to help you all with the costumes too.” Mikey skipped merrily across the room, leaving the four turtles in the kitchen staring after him.
“Wait, who the hell said we were gonna do this shit too?” Raph called angrily as he stood up and went after Mikey.
“Scripts?” Leo asked, looking worried as he glanced at Don. They all knew that they did owe Mikey gifts in return for his chocolates.
“I’m more worried about the costumes.” Don admitted. They both glanced at Rafieo to find him simply staring off after his boyfriend.
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The day was almost over. Mikey had everything prepared for his big, collective gift. He even managed to get Splinter to leave the lair and go with April back to her apartment for the night.
Mikey stood on the balcony’s railing dressed in his Turtle Titan costume, dramatically posed with his hands on his hips and overlooking the lair. He cleared his throat and declared loudly, “The city looks peaceful tonight. If there’s no more trouble for the Turtle Titan to handle then I suppose I can retire early for the night.” He paused for an effect and then raised a hand up to the side of his head. “What’s that I hear? Was that a cry for the Turtle Titan?” Mikey waited patiently for a moment, trying not to break character and look down at Rafieo and the others sitting in the main room.
Rafieo fidgeted as he shifted, the rope around his wrists and ankles rubbing him annoyingly. “Did you guys have to tie it so tight?” He muttered as he glanced up at Raph.
Raph’s eyes narrowed. “If we have ta wear stupid outfits,” he motioned to the tight leather jacket outfit Mikey had picked out for him, consisting of a leather jacket too small to fit well over his shell and matching gloves. “Then ya have ta play the part of the stupid damsel in distress.”
“Rafieo, it’s your line.” Leo hissed as he glared at both of them. The effect of the glare went only so well due to the sunglasses Leo was wearing. He was rather creeped out by the idea that Mikey had dressed him particularly like Bishop, since he was wearing sunglasses and a necktie with a white colored shirt and black, saggy pants.
“Oh, right,” Rafieo nodded and frowned. “Um, help, help, oh Turtle Titan, please help me!” He spoke loudly, not really screaming, and feeling a bit ridiculous.
“Hark, a cry for help!” Mikey ate up the performance though and quickly jumped from the railing onto the floor. He stood up slowly and shot a bright smile. “Have no fear, the Turtle Titan is here!”
“Oh no, it’s the Turtle Titan.” Raph growled as he tried to cross his arms over his plastron. The leather jacket restrained his arms too much to be able to do so properly.
“Boss, whatever shall we do?” Leo asked, turning to face Don.
Don, dressed in bed sheet-turned-toga outfit, cleared his throat. “As the evil genius behind this master plan of kidnapping the mayor’s beautiful daughter, I--”
“Dude, wait, quick line change; you can go ahead and call Rafieo the mayor’s son. I decided, as the Turtle Titan, I don’t care if people know he’s gay or not.” Mikey broke away from character to comment. He grinned and then motioned for Don to continue with a thumbs up.
“Right then,” Don cleared his throat once more. “As the evil genius behind this master plan of kidnapping the mayor’s handsome son, I, the evil Dr. Devious, shall ransom him back to the mayor for complete control over the city of
“Yes, boss,” Raph and Leo said in unison as they slowly headed toward Mikey.
“I can’t fuckin’ move in this leather.” Raph growled as he tried to bring his hand back for a punch. “There’s no way we’re gonna win.”
“We’re the villains, Raph, we’re supposed to loose anyway.” Leo reminded as he held his pants up with one hand.
“Stop breaking character,” Mikey hissed as he pulled out his nunchakus. “Bring it, bad guys!” He grinned and motioned them forward challengingly.
Raph rolled his eyes and kicked out at Mikey, which his energetic brother easily dodged. Mikey smacked Raph’s shoulder with one of his nunchackus. Raph sighed and sat down.
“Oh no, the mighty Turtle Titan has defeated me.” Raph stood quickly and squirmed out of his jacket. “I’m goin’ out with Casey.” He declared and quickly headed out of the lair while he had the chance.
Leo frowned, watching his boyfriend. He continued to stare after Raph even as he saw Mikey near him. Leo prepared himself to fall to the floor when Mikey leaned his weight on one leg, a dead give away that he was about to sweep Leo’s feet out from under him. Mikey did just that and Leo dramatically fell to the ground.
“I am defeated as well. The Turtle Titan proves to be too strong.” Leo stated in a monotone voice.
Mikey grinned and looked at Don. “Now it’s your turn,” he took a step forward and Don pretended to faint.
“I am an evil genius, I am unable to fight. Which is a total stereotype, might I add.” Don lifted his head and glared at Mikey.
“Evil geniuses can’t fight, Don, but good geniuses can. I mean, Baxter can’t fight.” Mikey broke away from his character to comment.
“Bishop is pretty smart and he can fight.” Don pointed out.
“Yeah but I wouldn’t call him genius. Besides, you’ve fainted from fear so you can’t speak right now.” Mikey smiled and stepped over Don to kneel in front of Rafieo. “Are you alright?”
“I am now, thanks to you.” Rafieo smiled and held out his bound arms for Mikey to untie. Rafieo rubbed at his sore wrists and frowned at the indentations left by the tight ropes.
“Let’s get you home. The police will handle these punks.” Mikey smiled as he finished getting the ropes untied from Rafieo’s legs as well. Mikey offered his hand to Rafieo and he greatly accepted it. Mikey led Rafieo up to their room.
Leo frowned as he watched them leave. “Mikey wastes all of his time writing this? This was horribly thought out.”
“Mikey rushed this one,” Don told him as he unrobed. “He’s written better things but he just wanted a p.w.p., really.”
“A what?” Leo asked as he began to undo his tie.
“Porn without plot; it’s a badly written story but it has porn. Mikey wants his porn so, that’s what he’s going to get.” Don grinned.
“So, we should probably leave the liar.” Leo suggested and Don nodded, following Leo out of the lair as quick as they could.
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“No one seems to be at your home. I am sure your father is out looking for you still. He’s been very worried about you.” Mikey stated, still in character.
“Yes and I’ll take advantage a my empty house to properly thank you.” Rafieo purred as he tilted Mikey’s chin up.
Mikey pulled away but grabbed Rafieo’s hand, planting a kiss to his knuckles. “Your safety is the only thanks I need.”
“Surely your life as a super hero must get lonely. Please, I insist that you let me thank you.” Rafieo ran his hand slowly down Mikey’s plastron. “You know, I’ve always thought you were the sexiest outta everyone in the Justice Force. You’d really be doing me a bigger favor.”
“Well, I,” Mikey stopped and stared at Rafieo expectantly.
Rafieo blinked and frowned. “It’s my line isn’t it?”
“No, I didn’t write anymore lines. I just wrote your final part. You’re supposed to interrupt me with a kiss and then your passion overwhelms me and, well, you know.” Mikey grinned.
“I like this story,” Rafieo leaned down and planted a kiss to Mikey’s beak while directing him backward toward their bed at the same time. “So, Turtle Titan, how would you like me to thank you?”
“I’m not too sure, how grateful are you?” Mikey teased as he sat down on the bed and pushed his mask back as he started to take his cape off.
“Oh no,” Rafieo pretended to gasp. “The great Turtle Titan has been unmasked.” He leaned over Mikey, pressing him down onto the bed and against the cape he was no longer wearing. Rafieo trailed his tongue up the side of Mikey’s neck. “How about I,” Rafieo paused for a moment, continuously licking at Mikey’s neck as he thought. “No, I have a better idea. How about you top tonight?”
“What?” Mikey bolted upward, hitting Rafieo’s head with his plastron.
“Ow,” Rafieo mumbled and rubbed at his head.
“Did you, are you honestly giving me the chance to top you?” Mikey asked, staring intently at Rafieo.
Rafieo nodded. “Of course, why not? I mean, it would be new for both a us and I do wanna know how it feels. Don’t you wanna know what it’s like to do it?”
“I guess,” Mikey shrugged. “I just never really imagined that I would get the chance and I was okay with that. I mean, you’re just so much bigger than me. Will I even be able to, like, hit your sweet spot?”
“We’ll find out,” Rafieo replied easily, showing how unconcerned he was about his own pleasure. “If you don’t want to, you don’t have to. I just thought you’d want a chance. Besides,” Rafieo shrugged with an easy smile on his face. “Who ever heard of the damsel in distress taking the hero home and fucking him, right?”
Mikey blinked and a smile formed quickly on his face. “Well, what do we have to lose then?” Rafieo nodded in agreement and moved off of the bed to the side dresser. He grabbed the container of lube and stared at it.
“Um, should I prepare myself or…?” Rafieo frowned as he asked.
Mikey’s cock twitched. “I want to do it,” he instantly stated. Rafieo nodded and tossed him the container. He moved to the bed and grabbed Mikey’s costume, moving it off the bed and laying down. Mikey moved in between his legs and rubbed his tail with two lubed fingers. Rafieo closed his eyes and focused on his breathing exercise as Mikey’s first finger circled his entrance and slowly pushed in.
Mikey slid the digit in and out of the clinging heat repeatedly, mesmerized by the sight and feel of the powerful body at his control. Rafieo tightened momentarily as Mikey slid a second finger in beside the first, before easing into the sensation again. Mikey rotated his fingers, slowly twisting and pulling, stretching Rafieo until his erection slid free. Mikey pulled his fingers away and lubed his own erection, which had been out since the first feeling of the tight body around his finger.
“Are you ready?” Mikey asked, looking at Rafieo. Rafieo opened his eyes and nodded, offering a smile. Mikey smiled back and pressed against the prepared opening. He slid home with one long, slow thrust. His cry was hoarse; engulfed in hot flesh, a tight glove sheathing him.
And he'd meant to give Rafieo a chance to adjust to him, but Rafieo didn’t seem to want to wait and quickly thrust backwards, forcing Mikey to move in him. Slow, powerful thrusts as Mikey grabbed Rafieo’s mighty thighs and held them open. Mikey grunted as he tried to get deeper in the hot, tight body under him.
“Mikey,” Rafieo whimpered as he began to churr, a sure sign that he was nearing his completion.
Mikey grinned and released Rafieo’s thighs, grabbing his cock instead. “Come for me, Rafieo. I want to feel you clench around me as you hit your peak. Come for me,” Mikey purred as he increased his speed.
Rafieo gasped wordlessly and spurted over his plastron, tightening around Mikey and throwing him into his own orgasm. Mikey yelled Rafieo’s name as the feelings overwhelmed him so unexpectedly. Mikey trembled from the aftershock, rocking against Rafieo until he was completely spent.
“That,” Mikey finally panted, “Was awesome.” He smiled widely down at Rafieo as he slowly pulled out and crawled atop of the large plastron, taking his normal spot for snuggling. Rafieo’s hands came up and gently stroke Mikey’s shell.
“Mmm,” Rafieo replied tiredly as he lifted his head with the last of his strength and pressed a kiss to Mikey’s head before he fell asleep.
Mikey chuckled and kicked the blankets up from the end of the bed, maneuvering them over himself and Rafieo. He rested his head, listening to the soothing rhythm of Rafieo’s heartbeat as he fell into a fitting sleep.
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Date: 2010-01-29 01:56 am (UTC)Also Rafieo kissed the top of Mikey’s head from over the couch. “I was just thinking a something. Don’t worry about it.” Is that supposed to be "thinking about something" or is that just Rafieo's accent?
and “We’re the villains, Raph, we’re supposed to loose anyway.” loose is lose, right? a good way to remember how to spell it is that loose is loose with the "O"s, while lose has lost an "O" ;D
OMG! Mikey's RP is HILARIOUS! I love the line "aren't you supposed to be fainted from fear and not talking?" Sooooo Mikeyesque! ;D
((I've RPed me as Turtle Titan in the bedroom. "Oh Turtle Titan, will I ever learn your true identity?" .. Jenn is awesome! so this fic brought back a lot of fun memories))
Rafieo closed his eyes and focused on his breathing exercise as Mikey’s first finger circled what does "breathing exercises" mean?
and soothing rhythm of Rafieo’s heartbeat as he fell into a fitting sleep. what do you mean by "fitting sleep"?
I love this ficcy. :D I dunno how I missed it. I think I skipped over it because I was afraid of the Raph/Leo content (which was mild enough for my tastes) Very awesome! :) I like it! XD
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Date: 2010-02-05 07:50 pm (UTC)I'm so glad that you got that line. Yeah, Raph is always looking out for Rafieo since the guy is his clone; he feels responsible for him in a way.
That line is Rafieo's accent. He pronounces "of" as "a" or "ah" depending to how you read "a."
But that one, yes, that's my bad. I used to do that all the time and this fic is nearly a year old now. I shall fix. Thankies for the catch!
((You are so lucky to be able to do that! Jenn obviously is awesome!))
Rafieo has breathing exercises to calm himself physically and mentally. It's like focusing on your breaths for a certain number of counts so that your body relaxes. It goes along with a lot of yoga classes or anger issues.
By fitting sleep I mean that he tired himself out so he deserved to promptly pass out. ;)
Yeah, I always put Raph/Leo and Don/LH in fics in this universe even though it's just implied that those are the couples. I've gotten better at actually posting which pairings are in which fics now that I know people are sensitive about certain pairings.