*Pats* It Will All Make Sense Soon (I Hope).

This was so well written, and I am so hot for this man. God I love him. Thank you for this treat! 😭🙏🏻

Delicious Desire

Alright Turtle Doves,

It's my birthday in a few days and even though I'm 7,000 miles away from home, I'm feeling the love.

For our resident genius.

Lord help me.

This is the first time I have ever posted something without a proofread by my darling @leosgirl82

Forgive me, my love 😂😘

And a huge THANK YOU to @digitl-art-monstr for helping me with this 🥰

This One-shot is 💯 self indulgent.

You'll know it when you see it 😂

Without further Ado,

I give you,

My insatiable thirst...

18+ content - for mature audiences only!

Reblogs only, please!

Delicious Desire

It's the week of your birthday and your genius boyfriend has taken to spoiling you rotten with an extravagant surprise every night, leading up to the big day.

So far, he has brought you on the most romantic dates known to humankind.

However, after seeing you all dolled up at the masquerade last night, and dancing suggestively with his eldest brother, thanks to having one too many *adult beverages*, Mr. Romance loses himself to his more primal instincts…

There's only a few days left before your big day, and you're super excited to see what your boyfriend has in store for you tonight.

However, when you get to the lab and open the double doors, all the lights are off.

Well that's odd.

The moment you step through the entrance, fairy lights that have been set up on the floor - like runway lights - illuminate a path to the lab table.

Standing there is Donnie. Leaning up against the table, arms crossed, with that *flirty Don look* he does so well.

Wearing nothing but a white towel around his waist.

Barely.

He pushes himself off the table and reaches out to you. Walking forward and taking his hand, you realize the runway lights continue on through the back half of the lab, leading to his bedroom door.

He remains silent as he leads you to his room.

Upon entry into his purple-lit cove, there's a long table on one side of the bed with candies, fruits, whipped cream, chocolate - anything you'd ever want as a topping on an ice cream sundae.

"We having a midnight snack?" You ask with a smirk.

He leans down and whispers in your ear, "No, we aren't - but I am. And you're the snack."

Holy mother fucking shit.

You look at him in shock. Full blush blossoming over your face and chest.

He gives you a sultry look.

"God, I love that I can make you blush like that," he says, his hands on your waist as he pushes you towards the bed.

Your brain has temporarily shut down, having never seen this normally cool, calm, and restrained man go from flirty to feral over you. You feel the bed hit the back of your legs, and automatically go to sit down.

He stops you.

"Be a good girl," he purrs, tugging at your top.

You comply, pulling your top off as he relieves you of your bottoms.

His hand disappears behind you as he stands, unclipping your bra, and adding it to the pile of clothes on the floor.

Looking down at you like you're his prey, he nods up towards his pillows, never breaking eye contact.

Before you can even climb up, he's already hovering above you. His mouth has already closed in on yours, desperate and devouring as you gasp, while lying down. His hands hungrily grabbing and squeezing at your body as he moans into your mouth.

He breaks the kiss and moves his mouth to your ear.

"This isn't what I had planned for tonight. However, after seeing you in that dress last night…" he trails off as his lips make real estate on your neck.

You can't help but reach up to him, hands roaming all over his shoulders and biceps.

"Jesus, Don. Last night in the shower…"

"Not nearly enough," he says, "I'm feeling a bit territorial, and possessive. I know there's no need for me to worry, but…"

His lips are back on you. Your chest this time. He still has his towel wrapped around him but it's doing nothing to hide his excitement.

He moves his lips back up to your ear, "He had his hands all over you last night, and now I'm being petty…"

*Kiss below your ear*

"and selfish…"

*kiss with a little suction in the same spot*

"and extremely greedy."

*bite* - *as he rolls one of your nipples between his finger and thumb*

"Holy shit Don," you moan.

"Mmm," he hums through a kiss, "I'm gonna make you so happy, they're gonna hear you through the soundproof walls," he purrs.

Oh my GOD

He's lost his mind 🔥

And you are living for it.

He takes your hands and brings them above your head, then grabs at something on the headboard.

You feel your wrists being restrained as he gives a quick tug.

He looks down at you, and his features suddenly soften, "we don't have to do anything you don't want to. And if there's something I start doing that makes you uncomfortable, please tell me. This is me being greedy over wanting to pleasure you. I want to make sure my desire is reciprocated," he says softly.

You nod, giving him the consent he's looking for, and he sits back on his haunches and smirks.

"Those are my legstraps, by the way," he winks, and reaches over for a bowl of liquid chocolate.

You close your eyes and shake your head with a smirk, blushing all over again.

He drizzles the deliciously warm chocolate over the peaks of your breasts, making a line that joins together, from each breast, to where the bottom of your sternum is. He continues, trailing the chocolate down the middle of your stomach to the top of your pubic bone.

He looks up at your face and gives you that *flirty Don look*. Except it's not flirty, it's hungry, and sultry, successfully causing a rush of excitement between your legs.

"That's gonna taste much better than the chocolate," he growls.

His mouth goes right down in between your thighs for a quick, exploratory taste.

You moan as he laps at your entrance a few times before bringing his sinful tongue to your pubic bone and proceeds to clean the trail of hot fudge thoroughly - licking and sucking every drop as he gets to your pert nipples.

He cleans the chocolate off with one firm lick, before pulling the entire bud into his mouth to tease, swirl, and flick.

All those gasps and whimpers he's responsible for, are causing him to rut against the mattress, where he's resting between your legs.

He moves to the other side, giving the same attention before bringing his lips back up to yours.

"You know…"

*kiss*

"I have a table full of delicious treats…"

*kiss*

"but all I want…"

*kiss*

"is to taste you," he says softly, right before he slides his tongue through your astonished, parted lips.

He reaches down between the two of you and frees himself at the opening of the towel, pressing his tip, teasingly into your entrance.

With the help of his hand, he drags his excitement up and down your entire slit, making sure he circles your clit with it, each pass.

"Don please…" you're begging.

And he loves it.

He smirks, moving himself away from your warmth and uses his finger as a replacement, slowly sinking it inside to find the right spot.

And he finds it immediately.

He pumps his finger in and out, slow and torturous, massaging your front, inner wall.

You attempt to move your hips against him to assist him in pleasuring you.

But he's not having it.

As he continues his torturous pleasure, he puts his mouth by your ear, "Don't worry, Sunshine," he coos, "Daddy is gonna take really good care of his good girl."

"Oh, fuck," you breathe out, pressing yourself downward, almost uncontrollably.

He chuckles, mouth still by your ear, "You really like the Daddy thing, huh?"

You let out a shaky breath in response, unable to form a coherent thought, nevermind a full sentence.

"That's good… Cuz I do too," he whispers, moving his lips to your neck.

While he's leaving open mouth kisses, and nibbling at the sensitive skin of your neck, he adds his thumb to the fun he's having between your legs, successfully making you yell his name.

He teases and massages all the right places, at just the right pace until your breathing picks up considerably, and you feel yourself starting to peak.

And he pulls his hand away.

Your eyes go wide and you look at him accusingly.

He gives you a dirty smirk.

*Cue bedroom eyes*

"Daddy please…" you moan quietly.

His face sobers instantaneously. He puts his hand under one of your thighs, bringing it up towards your chest while removing the offending towel, right before sinking himself into your soaking wet core.

"Oh God, yess," you hiss as he grunts a barely restrained thrust.

"Untie me," you breathe out, "I want to touch you."

He reaches up with one hand and undoes the strap, never missing a beat as he maintains his steady pace.

You can see him clenching his teeth as he tries to keep himself under control.

Pulling his face down to yours, you push your tongue through his lips, eliciting a loud moan.

You feel as he starts to slow his pace and his hips start to stutter.

He's almost there.

Pulling at his arm, you signal him that you want him to let go of your leg, and successfully move it back down by his hip. You lock your calves around the backs of his thighs and slip your hand between the two of you, making small, quick circles with your fingers, to help you catch up to him.

"Oh my fucking God," he growls, and slams his mouth to yours as his whole abdomen tightens, sending you over the edge with him, after that last hard thrust of his hips.

You tear your mouth away from his as shockwaves of electricity flow through your body. You throw your head back, as your body arches up into his, singing praises to his name while he kisses your neck.

Once your soul comes back to your body, you bring your hand to your forehead to push the hair back from your face, as you try to catch your breath.

You realize he's staring at you.

"Yes?" You ask with a flirty smile.

"I love you," he whispers, kissing you a few times.

"I love you too," you tell him, draping your arms around his neck.

He scoots down a little, removing himself from inside of you, and rests his head on your breasts.

"You know, I've had so many fantasies about you, and it's still hard for me to believe that I actually have you now," he confesses.

You smile as you run your fingers along the back of his neck and out over the top of his shoulder.

"I'm all yours," you tell him.

He slips both arms under you and squeezes.

"I know," he says.

You lay there like that for a little bit, and the need to know is killing you, so you ask with a smirk, "What's your favorite fantasy… And has it been fulfilled?"

He's quiet for a minute.

"Yes," he says quietly, "you fulfill it every day."

Now you're thinking. What the fuck do we do every day.

"What is it?" You finally ask him.

He moves up again, looking down at you for a moment before responding.

"You tell me that you love me," he says, coming in for a kiss.

Done.

Your heart is singing.

"You have no idea how much I love you," you whisper through kisses, as he wipes a tear you didn't realize had escaped your eye.

"I think I do," he whispers back. He puts his lips on yours and slides his tongue back into your mouth for a full taste. He pulls away and adds some suction to the kiss as he does, making you squeeze him in-between your thighs.

"Mmm," he smirks, "I like that, too. The suction. I could've eaten you alive the first time you did that to me," he confesses.

"Why didn't you?" You ask teasingly.

"Because you weren't exactly mine, yet," he says with a look.

"If I'm adding suction to a kiss," you say, pulling his face closer so his lips hover above yours, "then I'm looking to be eaten," you whisper.

He growls as he attacks your lips with a thirsty desire.

You can feel his fully hardened member pressing against your inner thigh, again.

"You're not sleeping tonight, Sunshine," he says through needy kisses.

"I'm ok with that," you tell him.

And he continues to love you for the rest of the night, until you're sure you'll pass out from the sheer amount of mind blowing orgasms he's gifted you…

Oh, and he might be right…

You may owe the household an apology for keeping them awake all night.

Soundproofing or not.

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Minors DNI

Donnie had been working lately, but then what was new? You knew going into the relationship, and even before that, that there would be times when you wouldn't see him for weeks. You had been waiting to see your lovable dork of a man for two weeks, pushing three, and while you normally wouldn't have minded, you had an issue.

You'd been laying in bed that night fantasizing about all these different scenarios in your head. Before you knew it your shorts were discarded and your favorite toy was shoved inside of you as you worked desperately to get off. But you couldn't.

Tears of frustration were coursing down your face hours later as your arm started to lose feeling from moving the toy inside of you, yet you still weren't able to cum. Was it because you and Donnie had been getting intimate recently? The memory of it causes fresh tears and a new wave of wetness between your thighs.

It seemed as if you were unable to get off by yourself, which only meant one thing...

You walked into the lair a few hours later in a sour mood. You scared Mikey half to death as he came around the corner with a plate of nachos, nearly throwing them in the air. "Holy shit dude! You scared the crap out of me!" He exclaimed as he clutched his chest with one hand and the nacho plate in the other. "What are you doing here at this time? It's like 1 am."

You rolled your eyes as you nudged your way past him. "Just had a bad day. I came to see if Donnie had emerged from his lair yet," you admitted.

As if on cue, a hollow crashing sound came from the lab. You bolted towards the door and yanked it open to reveal Donnie who was sitting in his rolly chair with his head in one of his hands. He looked drained, like he hadn't slept in days, and he probably hadn't. On the floor were two plastic cups in a puddle of what smelled like old coffee.

You approached your boyfriend and put a soft hand to his face. "Are you ok?" You asked as you looked him over.

"Yeah," Donnie breathed out in response. "I think I'm finished, but the final product needs to sit for 48 hours so I figured I'd get a nap in." He stared hopelessly at the cups on the floor again, looking for all the world like he was completely drained of any and all energy.

Luckily you were used to this, and you hurried over to the clean up station to get a wet rag. You could tell that the turtle wanted to protest but he couldn't bring himself to scold you for it either. He watched as you cleaned up the spill and washed your hands before coming to stand in front of him.

"You look exhausted," you nite softly.

"I feel exhausted."

A beat of silence passes as you look into each other's eyes. Finally, Donnie pulls you closer until you're sitting on his lap and gives your forehead a kiss. "Thanks for cleaning up for me sweetheart, you didn't have to do that."

You silence him with a peck on the lips. "Of course I do, you can barely stand," you retort. You take a moment to give him a slow, passionate kiss and you can feel all the tension rush out of his body as he melts into it. Once you break apart you stand, grabbing his hand to lead him to the bed he kept at the back of his lab. Your purple turtle boyfriend collapses onto the mattress with a groan and you giggle.

You shift your legs as you watch him lay against the bed, body all lean muscle and sculpted abs. As Donnie sits himself up against the headboard he groans again, this time low in his chest. "Fuck babe, I can smell you from over here," he eyes you, still at the foot of the bed and gestures for you to come closer. "Do you really like me that much?"

It's said teasingly, but as you crawl up the bed you can't help but nod. "I'm sorry, I can't help it. You're just... So attractive," you admit with a blush.

Donnie's cheeks heat at the compliment, not used to receiving such praises. He chuckles and lets one hand come to caress your face, churning when you lean into the touch lovingly. "If I had any energy left I'd ravish you."

You smile. "There will be time for that later," you insist, but Donnie shakes his head.

"Oh no, I can see that your pent up. Just look at you," he coos. "So needy aren't you? Why don't you show me how much you need it?"

The words hang heavy in the air for less than a moment before you're crawling onto his lap to straddle one of his large legs. You whimper as the large thigh beneath you flexes and Donnie lets out a hiss. "Holy fuck, I can feel you soaking through my pants," he groans out as his hands find your hips.

All you can do is moan in response to the friction. When your boyfriend tugs at your pants you're quick to strip them off, along with your underwear, before returning to your seat.

Donnie groans as you grind against his leg with fervor, heat building in you like it had earlier, although this time you were determined to see it through. So lost in finding that pleasure you were that you didn't see the turtle beneath you staring at the lewd wet patch you were making on his pants. If he wasn't so drained he would have teased you, maybe even edged you before taking you here on this mattress. But right now he was entirely focused on your pleasure.

A bounce of his leg has you gasping and clutching at his shoulders for some semblance of stability. "F-fuck," you pant out, "it f-feels so good~"

The steady up and down of his leg paired with the way his hands were moving your hips down had you seeing stars. Had you been more aware you might have been embarrassed about how easily your man was drawing sounds out of you with just his leg. But here you were, gasping and crying out as that string pulled tighter and tighter.

A hand found your face and moved it so that you were looking right into the eyes of your lover, and it caused you to topple over the edge. Donnie's eyes held a fire even through the exhaustion. The way he looked at you was thirsty and desperate, like he couldn't bear to look away from you. "God I'm so lucky," he whispered before pulling you down into a kiss as your high washed over you.

You moaned into Donnie's mouth as you fell apart on top of him before collapsing into his arms. A low noise caused you to look up at your lover, only to find him staring heatedly at the large wet patch you had left on his leg. Your cheeks heated as you dug your face into his chest in shame. "I'm so sorry Donnie, I-" you're cut off by his lips.

"Don't you dare apologize. That's the hottest thing I've ever fucking seen."

Too tired to change into new sweats he simply pulls you down to lay with him on the bed as he begins to doze off. "Don't get too comfortable now baby. Once I wake up I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk straight," he growls into your ear before nuzzling into your neck.

God you couldn't wait.

Thinking about the first few times with the turtles in a more realistic light.

The first time you decide to let him inside of you, you don't expect too much. This is his first time having sex, so it's only fair that it's more of a learning experience than anything else.

You start with lots of prep. He doesn't want to hurt you, even when you assure him that you might feel a bit sore. He's so nervous that by the time he finally puts his dick in you he's full on trembling. You talk him through it as much as you can, but let's be honest- there's no way you can be completely there when he's stretching you so wide on his fat cock.

He pushes in slowly, and with every inch your breath hitches. He only gets half way inside of you before he's moaning and cumming buckets. He's barely conscious enough to pull out after the first three seconds, and even then he's still letting out the most sultry "hahhh~" and "oh fuuuuuh~".

That's how it's going to be the first few times. Their bodies slowly becoming used to the sensation of entering your velvety cunt. Nine times out of ten you won't end up getting off, but it's not because they didn't try, it's mostly because they're so braindead from how hard they came that you have to take care of and love on your man until they remember how to speak.

The first time they are able to finally start focusing on making you feel good you better be ready.

Chances are that he's been doing his research on how to make you cum. He probably feels bad that you haven't been enjoying it as much as he has, no matter how many times you insist that you don't mind.

He's between your legs, eating you like a man starved. He makes you cum at least twice before he's shucking his pants and boxers. He crawls up your body slowly as he trails kisses from your hips up across your chest and neck, nipping at your pulse point in the way that makes you gasp. He lets his cock rest against your pussy and slowly slides it up and down, collecting your arousal on his shaft while he shoves his tongue in your mouth.

The kiss is so dirty that you completely lose yourself in it, nearly missing when his head catches at your entrance. He pulls away from you and slowly starts to push in, watching as your mouth falls open in a breathless moan. Once he's half way he stops and tilts your head to look at him. "Beg for me baby." It's like a plea against your lips, and who are you to deny the one who stole your heart?

"Please," you moan out. "Need you so fucking bad~ babyy~" and then he's bottoming out leaving your brain in pieces on the floor. All you can think about is how good he feels, how good you feel.

It starts out slowly, him pulling all the way out before slowly feeding it back into your gushing folds. Once he knows you're ready he starts speeding up, hips snapping against yours as his hands hold yours next to your head. All the while he never looks away from you, too obsessed with the way your face portrays your arousal.

He's able to hold himself back from cumming until he feels you clamping down on him, and then he's losing himself as he spews out praise and sweet words as he jackhammers his release into you.

After that he takes care of you, holding your face and telling you how well you did as he cleans up the mess between your thighs. He's kissing all the bites he left on your neck as he lays with you on his chest, fingers running through your hair comfortingly.

It takes you quite some time to come back to reality, but he's patient and he never rushes you. The second you regain your sense of mind you look up at him, mouth agape in shock. "When the hell did you get good at sex?" You demand, and he laughs.

"You'd be surprised what I've learned the last few weeks baby," he replied with a kiss to your forehead. "Maybe I can show you after you get some rest."

"Deal."

You've never fallen asleep so quickly.

*peaks head around corner* writing senpai... wants a kiss... from me? 😰

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*Naruto runs aroumd corner into the room* *takes out megaphone* YES HELLO, I'D LIKE TO REMIND YOU AND EVERYONE ELSE WHAT AN AMAZING AND BEAUTIFUL HUMAN BEING YOU ARE!💖 *Scurries back around corner *

omg tysm my dearie cmere so i can give u kisses

*Fucking dies in the McDonald’s parking lot*

alright then, time to post my retaliation. It may not be as long as yours but you best bet I’m coming for your kneecaps -_-

Devilish

Dabi x Reader

⚠️NSFW⚠️

Consider this a call out post 💕@unitato722 💕. I play to win, good luck in this war my dude.

With love

- A Hawks fucker

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Slam!

The door flew open placing a hole in the wall as Dabi kicked it open from around you, his hand tightly on your throat as he gently shoved you into his room. Before nearly pulling the door from its hinges on the wall just to close it behind him as you made yourself at home on his bed.

"That's right, on a bed where a cum slut like you belongs." A malicious grin and a lustful gaze formed on his features as he gazed at your form. His gaze landing on your chest, moving to your parted and panting lips.

"Get up." He beckoned you with his index and middle fingers, a display of sinful things you've experienced before.

"Yes Daddy." He watched you sashé over to stand before him, a wicked look in your eyes. You were trying to be funny! How cute and at a time like this? Where you had just embarrassed him in front of his comrades? No. He wasn't about to let you get away with it.

He wanted you to scream, beg and plead for his forgiveness. He wanted everyone to know what where your place was, it was under him screaming his name as he fucked you into oblivion, with tears streaming down your face as you dry came around him. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, your jaw slack as you moaned and your tits bounced from his rough thrusts.

"Open your mouth." You followed as instructed, opening your mouth not expecting for him to shove his fingers down your throat, a gag immediately escapes you. Your throat closing around his fingers, tears pricking your eyes.

"That's it. Learn your fucking place! Wrapped around my fingers, around my cock taking everything I give you!" Pulling from your mouth, saliva trailing with him, rubbing his fingers before spreading them apart watching the saliva string together while you calmed yourself. Tears pricking your eyes as your nose began to run.

Sucking his fingers clean, slowly and calculated, just how he knew you liked it. Grabbing your chin forcing his lips on yours his hand slowly sliding to hold your jaw firmly, taking his time brushing his tongue against the roof of your mouth, slow and sensual once more. His free hand slowly inching down your waist to your ass, grabbing tightly. Your hands grabbed at his shirt, palming him rubbing his chest knowing you were going to enjoy what ever his 'punishment' may be.

With one last rough palm he smacked your ass, the crack echoed throughout the room siding with your cry as you separated from his lips. A deep chuckle moved his chest as he held your neck tighter, heat engulfing your torso as you grabbed his wrist.

"Dabi? Dabi, what are you doing! Stop!" Your panic was clear on your face, your fingers wrapping around the wrist connected to the hand around your throat. "Dabi, please don't do this!" You begged as you felt the heat start to burn your sides.

"Do what Doll? Punish you? You knew what the consequences of disobedience and embarrassing me, but yet you still continue to do it." Everything about him screamed danger, somehow you still managed to find yourself turned on through the fear. Fire hot fingers skimmed your side pulling a wide open mouth moan from your throat.

"Fuck baby girl, you're singing for me so beautifully, my dick ain't even in you yet and you're crying out like this." Open mouth kisses littered your colla rbones, his hand travail beneath the waist of your pants still burning, a feeling not at all new by any means.

A sharp nip here and there as you panted in his ear the heat subsided as he neared your clit, the fingers around your throat squeezing tighter as he stopped; pulling away pushing you to the bed, roughly pulling your pants off with out care to your being.

"Alpha... Please." Alpha, referring to a kink you long ago accidentally discovered as he dicked you down in a back alley after he had been hit by a rivals quirk. He always liked feeling in control over everything, that included when you cummed and when he would make you try to suck his dick.

"You get no requests here skank, you're here to simply be my fuck toy and nothing more." An empty lie, but god if it didn't turn you on the way he said that while between your legs. His nose pressed against your pussy lips, nearly panting as he inhaled deeply, hands on your knees holding you open for his viewing pleasure. Standing suddenly his hands hooked under your knees he pulled you to the edge of the bed to the point your nearly fell from the bed. His hand move once more to your throat squeezing tightly as he leaned down to capture your lips again, holding the air in your lungs hostage in more way than one.

You could barely hear the metal of his belt clicking over the blood rushing in your ears as your wanted to desperately grind against his heavy, throbbing cock. A wanton moan pushed passed you lips when the head of his cock pressed against you, not even nothing to remove his own clothes, his leather pants rubbing against your bare thighs; tears once again pricked your eyes, without any preparation he pushed himself in, full hilt. His own eyes rolling back at the sound of your strangled moaning, running on the line of pain and pleasure. You're body couldn't keep up with the new feelings, he had never taken you so underprepared before.

The cries being pulled from your throat as he swallowed them as he thrust violently into your soft and supple core. Your velvet walls sucking him so deep as you banged against his chest. Your pained cries falling on lust and anger clouded ears. A man such as Dabi didn't care if you were in pain or not, he took what when wanted when he wanted when it came to your body and sex. He was always rough in his thrusts, always chasing his own realise like the literal selfish fuck he was.

Eventually your hands buried themselves in his black locks already tousled from the bickering outside. Pulling roughly as black spots entered your field of vision, pulling him down, a hand only your hips heating up and holding himself steady. His teeth grazing your nipple before biting down, more wanton moans escaping you as the bed started to bang against the wall.

"Fuck you should see the way you're taking me right now Doll Face. Though I'm sure you can feel it if the way you're sucking me in has any thing to show." Low grunts in your ear kept you panting as you started to slowly buck your hips to his harsh treatment. You knew there was no way you were going to sit comfortably in the morning, especially not with the way he was fucking you so good.

Sitting up he plowed himself deeper into your pussy as he removed his hand from your throat as your pussy quivered around his dick, body trembling and flinching with every deep thrust and drag. Raising his hand connecting it violently to your thigh and squeezing as you arched your back crying at the sensation.

"That's it baby girl, milk my dick like the cum dump you are. Fuck that's so hot." He watched as your expression contorted as he thrusted closer to his climax not caring about your own. His cock throbbing with every drag out of your abused pussy. His own cum spilling from around his dick, frothing as he rut against you.

Pulling out as he felt your pussy walls quiver and your body begging to shudder, "Oh no, Doll this is a punishment. Did you honestly think that I'd let you cum on my cock? Or let you cum at all?" His voice full of malicious ans mockery, "This is a punishment after all my little cum dump. Now get up, hands against the wall and I want you see you open your legs showing me that pretty pussy of yours."

Stepping away from your soaping core, his cum leaking out colouring your thighs in what he always claims to be a beautiful white. Leaning up you felt more of his heavy cum leak out as you followed instructions. A smack to your ass had you crying out, arching your back as he forced his fingers into you. His dick resting against the swell of your ass moving ever so slightly as he barely moved to hump you.

His nose grazed your neck before biting deeply, sucking on the soft skin there, his dick now moving back to your pussy, lining himself up the head of his dick sinking into you as he places his cum covered fingers on your hips slowly smearing it all the way back to the front of your cunt from behind. His fingers finding place at your clit rubbing viciously as he slammed himself back into you so violently your elbows gave out sending you to topple against the wall.

Your tongue hanging from your mouth as the head of his cock hit that special spot inside of you igniting every last one of your nerves. His grunts in your ear mixed with the wet slap of his nuts that hung from out side his pants and the devilish way he was ravishing you was enough to bring you to the edge. Pussy clenching around him as he continued to buck into you, your tits moving against the wall as a soundless scream tore it's way from you.

"You don't think you're done now do you doll?" A grunt laced with threat.

This was going to be a long night.

Honestly sounds like my perfect reality lmao

I have an ask for a first time with Donnie that's been in my ask box for a few months, and I'm super super excited to write it. Unfortunately I lost someone very close to me recently, so for the time being I am unable to mentally handle writing. As soon as I'm out of this funk I will 100% begin writing, I already have plenty of ideas.

"RETREAT!! GET TO SAFE GROUND!"

"SHUT UP MIKEY!!"

*Here comes China*

"What in the world..."

"GOT HER!"

"RAPH, PLEASE ACCEPT THIS OFFERING AS WELL AS OUR DEEPEST APOLOGIES."

HC that Raph has a fine china tea set and NOBODY CAN TELL ME OTHERWISE.

It’s official in my book.

Can’t change my mind, sorry.

💗💗

As you all know mental health is a huge deal to me. These are literally just a lot of quick, practical tips to help you feel at least a little bit better/make life easier. Nothing like “wake up earlier and do yoga and drink green smoothies” because while if you can do that, it’s great, for some, it’s just unrealistic. 

1. Chances are, you’ve been sitting for a while. Stretch your arms and legs, literally, just sit there and reach up as far as you can. It’ll take 2 seconds

2. Invest in a water bottle, use it

3. Write what you need to do on sticky notes and put them where you’ll see them if you’re forgetful

4. If you’re disassociating, touch things and identify what you’re touching

5. Dry shampoo is your friend

6. So is cheap deodorant- men’s deodorant works better btw

7. And mints and gum. They’ll make you feel fresher too.

8. When was the last time you ate?

9. Write down 1 thing you’re grateful for when you’re feeling down

10. Honestly if you have depression chances are you’re always tired; sleep if you need to. Naps are great.

11. Try to do at least 1 thing a day- brushing your hair totally counts as an achievement

12. If you’re anxious/angry, count.

13. Wear what you want- And by this I mean be comfortable. If today you want to be in your pjs, or hoodie and sweatpants, go for it

14. If your hair is greasy, tie it

15. Or put a headband on, just keep it away from your face. You’ll break out.

16. Find a songs motivate you. Make a playlist.

17. Asking someone “hey do you still care about me?” is totally okay if you’re anxious/insecure

18. Try to think of your anxiety as your anxious friend

19. Following from that, use it for any disorder actually. Separate yourself from it as much as you can, you’re not your disorder.

20. If you’ve been looking at the screen for ages look outside for 10 secs.

21. It’s 100% okay to tell people “sorry, I don’t feel sociable right now so I won’t be answering texts/calls”

22. But at the same time don’t isolate yourself, text your friends/family once in  while. 

23. Open your windows and let some fresh air in

24. Light a candle, if you want

25. Switch coffee for decaffeinated tea if you can make the sacrifice

26. Change your clothes maybe?

27. If your skin looks gross wet a washcloth with some warm water and pat. It’ll help with the oiliness

28. Keep snacks nearby

29. Did you remember to take your meds today?

30. Warm water helps with digestion

31. Cold water helps waken you up

32. Studying in bed isn’t great but it’s better than not studying at all

33. Set various alarms if you have morning classes to attend to

34. If you wake up late you can still have a productive day, it’s not lost yet

35. All you really need for school is a pen and some paper, for most classes anyways

36. If you have a friend to confide in at school that’s always useful. Especially if they can take notes for you and understand when you need a mental health day.

37. Also if you trust your teachers, let them know of your mental health state, they most often will try to be accomodating

38. If you have scars, don’t be ashamed of them. People will talk, yes, but don’t force yourself to wear long sleeve tshirts and sweaters in scorching hot weather

39. Alternatively, there’s many creams that claim to make scars fade

40. Messy mindmaps are a good way to take notes in class when you’re really not feeling it

41. Get a few plants and look after them- having something so simple such as that depending on you adds to the reasons to stay here on the really bad days

42. If your hair is matted, shampoo as normal but leave in the conditioner, try combing through it now.

43. Take breaks between studying

44. Reward yourself

45. Try to keep track of your mood, either by journalling or through one of the many apps available

46. Try to always eat breakfast, even if something small

47. Practice breathing exercises

48. Try to motivate yourself, start with your favourite subject, for instance

49. Alternatively, try to create a routine and stick to it

50. Set reminders on your phone or on sticky notes as mentioned above to take any medication, drink water, stretch, eat, etc.

51. Find what helps your disorder; Try meditation, ASMR, colouring in, etc.

52. Don’t get overwhelmed, prioritise tasks and do the easiest first

I hope these have helped at least a little bit. Most importantly, remember that it’s okay not to feel productive and energetic 100% of the time and that while your mental illness may make things hard sometimes, you can still achieve amazing things. Take it one day at a time and I’m always here for advice or support if you need it.

😍😍😍

What is one phrase that would turn the brother's on or drive them wild?😉

Leonardo:

He’s always gotta find a way to assert his dominance. He loves a challenge. He just needs to hear you say it. Out of immense respect for his family, however, he tries to remain subtle at most. When you’re alone, though…given his mood…

“You want it? Come and get it.”—————–

Raphael:

Similar to Leo, he’s naturally driven by alpha instincts. Of course, UNLIKE Leo, he doesn’t mind affection in public (after a while, and depends on if Splinter’s present) when you give him the chance. Especially if he gets to touch dat assssss.

“Oi, a little help here, Red?” ——————-

Donnie is a piece of work. He’s so fun to mess with, honestly. He’s easily flustered from his lack of social skills, so when you’re just too sweet with him in the lab, when you ask for help in more ways than one, he goes crazy. He’s such a goof for pet names, too. It usually happens when you’re touching him, especially during a massage.

“There we go. Oh, you’re just getting more worked up. Ugh, I’ll never be able to ease the tension like this…”——————–

Mikey; he’s spontaneous combustion in a shell. So many things can rile him up; he can’t help it, you’re just so hot and PERFECT! He’s at his peak when you’re sitting in his lap, doing whatever, and he inhales your scent and it’s over.

“Heyyy, baby. I love you. Heehee…Ooooh…”