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College is hectic but I had enough time to calculate that I now dedicate 21 hours to Crew a week. O_o That’s almost an entire day out of my week solely focused on Crew. Plus, for every two hour morning practice I take a twenty minute nap that day so I could calculate that too and toss it in but, whatever. Anyway, Crew is still fun and I have my first race next week already! Best thing about that race? It’s at my hometown! Home field advantage for me and my boat mates!~
Anyway, enough about college; fandom time! So, I wrote this entire fic in two sittings. Yes, I probably should have been working on something else. Actually, I know I should have been because I have a long list of fics I need to work on and that list is steadily growing.
But
aussiegirl17gave me this plot bunny and the sucker sunk his teeth into me until I got this all out. Do you know how hard it was to row with it attached to my leg? Especially when I was in a single and it was windy out? Pretty tricky and I have a 12K (about an hour on an Erg, which is ultimate death) tomorrow so I didn’t need it to still be there then.
She would find a way to get me to write her OTP into my Clones. -_-; But! Since it is my Clones, it’s not a happy OTP for her so nah! :P
Title: Deal With the Devil
Author: Jordan Herbert
Pairing: LeonMichael and DonaldLeon
Fandom: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Warning: Forced but consensual sex
Rating: Nc-17
Word Count: 3,294
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: Takes place within the fic The Tale of Michael's Tail. I didn't edit this at all. Seriously, didn't even read through it.
Leon inhaled steadily and knocked on Donald’s door, his evident eye narrowed dangerously.
“What?” Donald growled as he opened his door. His body visibly relaxed as he saw that it was Leon interrupting his time. “Yes?” He asked, his tone a fraction nicer.
“I want you to stop using Michael as a lab experiment.” Leon stated, getting straight to the point of his visit.
Donald leaned against the doorframe, stretching out his long body, as he smirked at Leon. “How exactly will I continue giving my studies to Dunn if I stopped that?”
“Forgive me, let me rephrase that; you’re going to stop using Michael as a lab experiment, now.” Leon growled as he poked Donald in the chest.
“He squealed about me taking off his tail, huh?” Donald assumed as he narrowed his eyes.
Leon shook his head. “He hasn’t told me, yet, but he will. Especially when I ensure him that you won’t ever lay your hands on him ever again.”
Donald’s tail swished behind him. “You understand that my research keeps Dunn off of our shells, right?”
“You can figure something else to give him.” Leon ordered.
Sighing, Donald crossed his arms over his plastron. “Why would I want to waste my time to figure something else out though when I’m perfectly fine with experimenting on Michael? Besides, it does give Michael a use.”
Leon’s hands clenched at his side at the insult aimed at Michael but he inhaled deeply again before answering Donald. “Because I’ll trade myself for Michael’s safety,” Leon explained.
Donald frowned and shook his head instantly. “I wouldn’t ever experiment on you,” he stopped and then his eyes widened slightly as he continued. “Dunn doesn’t want you to be damaged in any way since you’re our leader.” He quickly covered.
Leon rolled his eye. “I meant I’d trade myself, sexually, for Michael’s safety.” Donald’s eyes widened and he opened his mouth to retort but Leon quickly placed a finger to Donald’s beak, silencing him. “Don’t try to argue, Donald; you’ve been very obvious about wanting me from the start. I’m the only one you act sort of civilly towards.”
Donald swallowed and his tongue flicked out to wet his beak, ‘accidentally’ licking at Leon’s finger as well. “I could have just been sucking up to you because you’re in charge.”
“But we both know that you’ve been sucking up to me because you want to suck me.” Leon lowered his voice as he trailed his finger carefully over Donald’s beak. Donald closed his eyes and Leon took that as an agreement. “Then it’s a deal; you get me for one night and Michael will never find himself on a lab table ever again.”
Donald’s eyes snapped open and he glared. “One night is not an even trade.”
Leon tapped Donald’s beak with his finger. “One full night, nine hours in a row, and I’ll do anything and everything you want me to do.”
Donald smiled at the idea and ducked his head shyly as his hand darted out to trail up and down Leon’s plastron. “And if you enjoy yourself so much that you’d want to make this permanent--”
“No,” Leon shook his head, quickly cutting Donald off. “I’m already in a relationship with someone. You only get this one night.”
Donald blinked dumbly as his hand fell away from Leon. “You can’t be serious.” He snarled. “Since when have you,” he cut himself off with a snarl. “Who is it?” His tail smacked the door frame angrily. “Some human that you’ve been sneaking off to see? Or did you get too friendly with our originals while you were away?”
Leon didn’t respond in any way, simply staring at Donald determinedly. “This is the only offer you’ll ever get; take it or leave it.”
Donald growled and his body shook with anger. “Fine,” he snapped. “Nine tonight, sharp.” He backed away and slammed his door shut.
Leon released a shaky breath and rubbed at his good eye. He had just made a deal with the devil.
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The red glow of his clock stated two minutes before his appointment with Donald. Reluctantly, Leon carefully slipped out of his bed. Michael groaned and rolled over onto his shell, stirring instantly when his heat left. “Leon, where are you going?” Michael called out softly.
Leon bent over and kissed Michael on the forehead. “I have to give my report to Dunn tonight.”
Michael shifted in the bed, moving to the warm spot where Leon had been lying. “How long will it take?”
“Hours,” he admittedly sadly. “Just go to sleep and I’ll wake you up in the morning,” he promised as he rubbed at Michael’s head. Michael’s tongue lolled out of his mouth as his eyes closed with exhaustion. Leon smiled and continued out of his room.
He walked past Rafieo’s room and didn’t hear the sound of snoring. He assumed Rafieo wasn’t asleep since it was still early. When he walked into the main room, he was surprised to see Rafieo entering from the doorway. Rafieo blinked and looked at him, just as surprised to see him.
Leon acknowledged him with a nod of his head and then continued to Donald’s room. He couldn’t be late. Besides, Rafieo wouldn’t understand what was going on anyways.
He knocked on the door he had knocked on hours before and inhaled carefully once again. The sense of dread he had in his stomach was stronger than it had been when he stood in front of the door earlier. His feet remained stationary only because of the constant thought of Michael running through his mind. Michael would be safe after this deal; that alone made whatever he was about to endure worth it.
The door opened slowly, revealing Donald in his domain. “You were punctual; good.” Donald praised as he stepped aside to silently invite Leon inside.
Leon’s hands clenched at his side and he took the two strides it took to be fully in the room. His eyes took in the room, the one lazily staring at the gleaming metal instruments of torture, or what Donald called science, while his other eye categorized every item and informed him of the proper names and uses of the foreign tools.
Donald broke his concentration as he ran his hands over Leon’s broad shoulders. “Sh’Okanabo definitely should have stopped after us two; his remaining creations’ designs weren’t up to par with ours.” He stated smugly as he ran his metal covered claws over Leon’s skin.
Leon grunted, not in agreement, but just acknowledging that Donald had spoken. Leon focused on his breathing as the cold metal of Donald’s claws continued to brush over his skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake. Donald slowly circled around Leon until he was standing before him. He cupped Leon’s chin and forced him to look up the few inches until their eyes met.
“Undress me,” Donald ordered as he held his arms up. Leon nodded curtly and tugged the large gloves/protection shields off. He moved his hands to remove the shoulder pads off as well but was stopped by Donald’s sharp protest. “Take them off like you give a damn, not like a fucking machine going through his duty.” He narrowed his eyes and his voice lowered. “Undress me like you would your loved one.” He spat.
Exhaling slowly, Leon took off the remaining shoulder pad and pressed a soft kiss to Donald’s revealed shoulder. “That’s better,” Donald murmured approvingly. Leon removed his neck guards and found that his height was perfect for kissing Donald’s neck.
He deposited kiss after kiss onto Donald’s sensitive neck as his hands moved around him to remove the covering on Donald’s tail. He moved away from Donald’s neck to tug at his leg coverings. “Lift your foot, please.” Leon tugged insistently on the coverings and Donald balanced on one foot and then the other.
“And now,” Donald smiled as he trailed a hand to Leon’s shoulder strap and spike combination. “I get to undress you.” His hand hungrily moved over the revealed skin as he sat the piece of armor to the side. He moved to Leon’s gloves and licked a path along Leon’s right arm from where the two shades of blue met.
Leon grimaced as Donald removed his pants and placed a wet kiss onto his revealed slit. His mind chose that moment to cruelly remind him that it was his first night of being an official couple with Michael, and yet, there he was, spending it with Donald.
Leon shook and Donald churred lowly in his throat due to mistaking the shudder as a pleased one. Donald’s tail wrapped around Leon’s wrist as he stood and tugged Leon toward one corner of his room. “Bed,” Donald commanded.
Donald sat on the edge of his bed with a sly smile on his face and patted the spot next to him. Leon took the offered seat and hated the brush of Donald’s shoulder against his own. Donald turned to him and draped over his side, resting his head on Leon’s shoulder.
“So, who is this girl that you’re in a relationship with?” Donald asked casually as his fingers drew little circles over Leon’s plastron. Donald’s hands were clammy from being inside his metal gloves all day.
“I didn’t agree to twenty questions, Donald.” Leon scowled as he sat rigidly.
Donald scowled. “You agreed to whatever I wanted for the next nine hours.”
“You really want to talk for nine hours?” Leon asked.
“Of course not, but we certainly can’t have sex for nine hours straight. We’re both inexperience; I’ll be surprised to get more than three rounds out of you tonight.” Donald scoffed. “So answer my question; what’s her name?”
“No, no names, descriptions, places, nothing that can be used in helping you track them down and hurt them.” Leon remained stern.
“You think that I would hunt them down and make them pay for coming between the perfect couple that we could have been?” Donald chuckled. “You know me so well, Leon. Fine,” he nuzzled against Leon’s neck and darted his tongue out to lap softly at the skin there. “Then just tell me if she’s pretty.”
Leon cleared his throat. “Well, I think that he,” he emphasized, “is cute, very cute. But I wouldn’t call him pretty.”
“So you are gay.” Donald hummed approvingly. “I knew it,” his hand rubbed over the top of Leon’s plastron where it connected to his skin.
“Well, it is in my genes.” Leon commented.
“Explain,” Donald demanded.
Leon shrugged; disturbing Donald’s resting spot slightly. “My original is obviously gay, or at least, bisexual.”
“You figured this out while staying with them? Or did he open up to you?” Donald asked, curious about the new tidbit of information.
“It was just obvious that he was in love with his brother.” Leon flinched, “Except they’re not really brothers because they’re not related.” He quickly corrected.
Donald gripped Leon’s face harshly and turned his head so he could glare directly into Leon’s face. “Which brother?” he hissed.
Leon blinked, confused about the sudden anger. “Raphael,” he answered.
Donald’s anger melted and he chuckled. “For a moment I was worried that you were trying to follow in your original’s footsteps and date one of us,” he explained. “But no one would ever date Rafieo.” He continued to chuckle. “So, how long have you two been dating?”
“It’s, well, complicated to really say how long. We dated for a bit before, but I broke up with him and then got back together with him.” Leon confessed.
Donald hummed as he thought and then smirked. “Trouble in your relationship so easily; that doesn’t look good for your future with him. What was wrong? Didn’t he know how to treat someone like you?” Donald asked as his hand dipped low between Leon’s thighs and rubbed against his lower plastron plates.
Leon bit down on his bottom lip as a moan threatened to escape. Donald chuckled and increased his rubbing. “Are you still a virgin, Leon? In every sense of the word? Will I get all of your firsts?”
“No,” Leon shook his head. “You won’t get my first kiss.”
“But that’s it?” Donald’s eyes widened. “No wonder you broke up with the fool. Who wouldn’t jump you the first moment they got?” Donald slid to the floor and moved between Leon’s legs. “Don’t worry, oh Fearless Leader, I’ll give you the proper attention that you so rightfully deserve.”
Donald wasted no time and was quickly licking all around Leon’s slit teasingly. His hot pants rolled over Leon’s hidden cock and it quickly grew too tight to bear. His cock slipped free and Donald pulled back to admire the view. “Beautiful,” he breathed as he licked his finger and trailed it from the head to the base. He repeated the action with his tongue and Leon moaned lowly as he clenched his eye shut.
Leon clenched his hands in the thin sheets on Donald’s bed and tugged. He tipped his head back when Donald engulfed the head of his cock. Leon had never felt such a sensation before. He had only ever masturbated once and then sworn off it since it had left him feeling hollow inside.
“Oh shit,” Leon panted as Donald’s head moved down and took more of him into his warm mouth. Donald didn’t seem to have a gag reflex or else he was really good at ignoring it as he deep throated Leon without so much as a slight noise.
Donald took Leon’s hands away from his bed and placed them on top of his head as he pushed up into them. Leon took the hint and pushed Donald’s head back down. Donald moaned and pushed back up. Leon interlaced his fingers between the spikes on top of Donald’s head as he thrust his hips up, trying to get farther down into that warm throat as he pushed Donald’s head down at the same time. Donald churred happily around his mouth load. Leon wasn’t surprised that Donald liked it rough.
Leon wasn’t going to comment on it though. He knew he wasn’t going to last long so he continued to quickly fuck Donald’s mouth. He grunted as his hips lifted slightly off of the bed with each thrust. He growled as he shoved Donald down especially hard and came shooting in his throat. Donald’s hands flexed against Leon’s throat as he swallowed eagerly.
Leon’s hands fell away from Donald’s head and Donald licked his lips as he stood and shoved Leon backwards onto the bed. “Move so that your head is on the pillow.” Donald ordered as he rummaged through a drawer in his bedside dresser quickly. He withdrew a tube of lube and threw it at Leon. Then he crawled over Leon’s thighs.
“I’m going to prep you then take you and afterwards you will prep me and I’ll ride you. Then, I’m assuming that we’ll both promptly pass out.” Donald chuckled as he smeared some lube onto his fingers and the tip of his tail.
Leon stared at Donald’s tail confusingly. “What are you--”
He hissed in discomfort as Donald’s tail quickly slipped between his thighs and pressed into his entrance. “It’s skinnier than my fingers, trust me.” Donald reassured as he moved the tip of his tail in and then out of Leon. He pressed his tail in more, and then pulled out again. With each thrust he moved more into Leon and prepared him better since the width of his tail steadily grew. He stopped when the very tip brushed against Leon’s prostate and made him gasp.
Donald was quick to replace his tail with a finger. He rolled his finger around inside Leon and licked his beak in anticipation about the heat he felt. Soon enough, that heat was slowly encasing his cock as he penetrated Leon, slowly pushing in, inch by agonizing inch.
Leon’s mouth was open in a silent scream as his eye scrunched shut in pain. “Relax,” Donald cooed to him as he finally sat inside Leon up to the hilt. “That was the worst of it.”
“There’s something good to this?” Leon bit out between his clenched teeth as he opened his eye to glare up at Donald. Donald chuckled breathily as he gave a slight testing thrust. Leon’s eye widened as he gasped and kicked out.
Donald smirked. “I guess it’s good now?” He presumed as he pulled out all the way and then did a full body thrust back into Leon, hitting his prostate dead on. Leon’s flaccid cock jerked back to attention as Donald settled on a pace and angle that kept him hitting Leon’s prostate thrust after thrust.
“Fuck, fuck, yes,” Donald growled as his tail waved behind him. His body clenched and he shook as he expelled himself inside Leon. He held himself up on his shaking arms as he panted and then, reluctantly, pulled out of Leon to lay back. “Prep me,” he ordered as he tried to regain his breath.
Leon grabbed the lube and quickly began to prep Donald, his erection twitching impatiently against his plastron. He instantly pushed one of his large fingers inside Donald but his brother simply bit down and bared the pain at his rushed preparation.
“Okay,” Leon announced when he figured it was good enough.
“Lie back down,” Donald demanded as he sat up. Leon laid obediently on his shell and Donald straddled his juxtaposed cock. Donald grimaced and slid all the way down until he was seated on Leon’s plastron. He bowed his head in pain as Leon’s hips instantly thrusted up.
“Don’t move!” Donald snapped and slammed his fist down on Leon’s plastron. “Fuck, I have to get used to you first.” He growled as he glared at Leon. Leon simply nodded his head and panted as he waited. Eventually, Donald wiggled atop of him and then slowly lifted himself to then slide back down.
Leon churred loudly, his chest rumbled with the force of the vibrations, and Donald continued to move even as his thighs began to burn. Luckily, he focused on clenching his inner muscles and spasming around Leon’s cock as he slid down. Leon was quick to come.
Donald watched as Leon came, his visible eye closed in bliss and his mouth perfectly round as he moaned quietly. Donald shook his head and pulled off of Leon to settle alongside him. He placed his head on Leon’s shoulder and laid in the crook of his armpit as he pressed against him, maneuvering Leon’s hand to lie on his arm.
“Stroke my arm until I fall asleep.” Donald whispered as he closed his eyes. Leon grunted and his hand gently brushed up and down Donald’s arm. In a matter of moments, he was asleep.
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Leon blinked as he woke up and frowned at the unfamiliar ceiling. He sat up and gasped as he realized that he was in Donald’s room. Donald sat before his large computer and lazily turned to look at him when he realized that he was awake.
“Morning,” he greeted plainly. “I was going to wake you up earlier for one more round but, honestly, you were pretty terrible last night.” Donald stated as he turned around and began typing again. “There’s still technically seven more minutes to our agreement but I just want you out of here. Gather your gear and leave.” He dismissed.
Leon blinked but silently stood up and got dressed. He left Donald’s room without saying a word. He headed directly to the bathroom where he stripped down of his clothes again and showered quickly. He toweled off and woke Michael up with a kiss on his forehead and a wide smile.
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And now I feel all bad for Michael... =(
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What Michael doesn't know won't hurt him...yet, maybe.
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It more heart breaking after he haven't say a words about Leon rouf prep...
Normally I hate Donald...but this one show something else. Or maybe it just me trying to convince myself that Don's clone can be totally evil.
Nice one
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Yep! You hit the nail on the head!~ Donald isn't totally evil but he doesn't like for others to really know that. You figured him out. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed it!~
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:P You would wiggle your OTP into my AU. XD
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Will Michael ever find out? Damn... Even when Michael DOES find out, it's going to be a process to slowly re-aquaint(sp?) Leon with the concept that sex can be a wonderous thing with someone you love. Poor Leon, and poor Donald, even! By taking what he thought he wanted forcefully, Donald has just opened up deep psychological wounds for both of them.
As always, I highly enjoy your dark turtles work. I can't believe this hasnt been re-read. Awesome for you for being able to write without editing the hell outta yourself! Bravo! *applauds*
Keep up the awesome work!
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I wasn't aiming for this to explain the tension between Donald and Leon but it works well for that so I'm happy! It totally does explain why Leon is, in Michael's words, 'such a prude about sex.'
Yes, Michael will find out (one of the plot bunnies demands it). Also, yes, poor Donald will realize why forcing Leon did more damage to himself than good (since the other plot bunny demands that).
Aw, thanks so much!~ I'm thrilled to hear that you liked the fic so much. <3
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And now I'm going to go to bed, because I need sleep.
But first: new panties!
ME
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I hope you dreamt of Dark Clones that night. ;)
<3
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I would have made a post about it, if I had.
I also probably would have been in the role of Mikey or D!Mikey.
ME
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Great read, girl! 8D
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It was just...dang. I seriously felt horribly bad for Donald and thats something because I absolutely hate him. XD But yeah, it was ...weirdly sweet? I dunno...XD
And actually, bebelebleu said it really well... there'just something about dark sex that's really hot. and this defenitly was!
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Yeah, I'm finally showing another side to Donald. I mean, he isn't a total bastard; he *is* Don's clone after all. So, he's like 99.9% total bastard. But yes, dark sex is wonderfully hot! 8D
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please tell me there is going to be MOAR of this?? PLEASE? *puppy-dog eyes and offers cookie*
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Don't worry, there will *totally* be more of this!~ <3