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

Any embarrassing stories Splinter is more than willing to share about when the boy's went through puberty? 👀

Thankfully Splinter keeps those things for himself but if he would talk … how boy, the embarrassment would be real. Like when they first found out they had a penis. Or maybe not that they had one but more what it could do. And they acted so awkward about it. As if Splinter was stupid and didn’t exactly know what they were doing behind their locked doors. There was no way Splinter would ask them about it though. He might be there father but he sure as hell don’t want to know every detail of their life. When they found out they liked girls (and how goddamn stunning all of them were) they all went in to a “secret mission” mode. Trying to get as many old - and used good god - playboys and other magazines as possible. The things you find in the sewer.

Voice changes oh boy. Raph has always been bossy but when his dark, raspy voice developed he was even more cocky than usual. Too cocky for his own good since Leo (and Splinter) could see right through him: that he was still a huge softie. A big brute with a heart as soft and sweet as a pineapple. That’s also where Mikey’s nickname for him came from (Big, cuddly teddybear - another embarrassment that no one should know about).

They had some mood swings too. And while they never left the sewer, they were too smart for that and knew Splinter would send them to the Hashi for 2 weeks straight, they always found ways to grind their dad’s gears. Either by pranking him, hiding for as long as they could or simply never do what he wanted them to do. Of course Splinter isn’t stupid either and came up with the most embarrassing punishments. Wearing a cute apron while cleaning was the nicest still.

Or when half of them decided to not shower anymore (“You’re a turtle, living in the sewer, don’t you smell bad enough?”, Splinter thought) while the other two showered and pampered themselves as often as they could.

And the clothes they wore (or wanted to wear since non of them really fit) were outrageous. Nothing matched, everything was old, stinky, hole-y. And the worst thing is they were proud of that. “These boys will be the death of me”, Splinter mumbled as he hoped for puberty to be over soon.

Y'all don't understand how funny this is

One time, Donnie was so sleep-deprived he tried to zoom into a piece of paper.

Ok so I'm curious, what do you think the situation was the first time the turtles churred in front of reader? Like what made them churr and what is the immediate response after? 💖

I love this question! Turtle x Reader style

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🅻🅴🅾 has never churred in front of you and he does it on purpose, mostly out of embarrassment, but he is also a little nervous. He doesn’t want you to think it’s weird, so he just pushes them aside, but plane to keep them hidden diminishes one day while he is meditating. You came down to the lair to visit the boys, nothing new to you or them. You always greeted Leonardo, even if he was busy. So when one of his brothers told you where he was, you set off to that destination.

You walked into the dojo, seeing your turtle in blue sitting on the floor with his back to to the entrance, and now you. He knew you were here, and from past events of trying to sneak up on him only to fail, you knew he knew you were here too. However, Leo was not prepared for your small hand to rest on the back of his neck.

“Hey, Leo. How was your day?” You asked, giving the back of his neck a light scratch with your nails, the action was sudden but you didn’t think anything of it.

Leo instinctively leaned back into the touch and that’s when you heard it. A deep rumbling noise. Your eyes widened a little, but Leo panicked and covered them up the interesting, yet sexy, noise with a cough. You walked to stand front of him.

“H-Hello Y/n, uh I-” Leo started, but you stopped him by sitting in his lap, making him jump, his hands on your hips the second you sat settled on his lap.

“What was that?” You ask curiously, wrapping your arms around his neck, leaning towards him a little.

“Uh, i-it was. I-I mean… Uh-” Leo went to say, but you placed a delicate finger on his lips to stop him from rambling further.

“No need to be flustered, my Leader. I am just curious about the noise you made. What was it exactly?” You say gently, asking again in a more softer tone, a small smile on your face.

“Um… That was- uh…” Leo was blushing madly and his heart pounded, “It was a… Churr.” He said quietly, his eyes afraid to meet your eyes.

You smiled more and giggled, leaning in to give him a short sweet kiss, that made him look at you. You smiled up at him and used your arms to pull him a little closer.

“Does that happen when you are enjoying something?” You asked.

Leo nodded slowly, “Yes…”

This time you smirked and one of your hands went to the back of his neck, your nails gently caressing his rough skin. Leo shuddered.

“I want to hear it again.” You said, continuing to gently scratch the back of his neck.

Leo looked at you a little surprised, but he would never deny a request or demand from you. So he closed his eyes, enjoying you touches and soon another deep churr rumbled in his chest, escaping his lips. You only smiled. It was almost like cat churrs, but this churr was still way different. Way better.

It was deep and being honest, it was hot. You loved it and you wanted to hear more. That day you made another request, but for the bedroom only. Leo smirked that time and did what you wanted. He couldn’t deny your intriguing request and demands after all.

🆁🅰🅿🅷 does the same thing Leo does. He holds them in and hides them. To him, his churr’s meant that he was way too vulnerable. So he holds them in, trying to contain them, but one night he slips and it changes everything he thought about his churr’s. It was a lovely night for you and Raph. Bodies touching, lips kissing, and hands exploring, a blissful way to end any day.

During this intimate time you are sharing with Raph, it was harder for him. Your touches, the noises you were making, the way your soft skins feels against his; All his churr’s wanted to be free. So when your hands slip down his plastron, roughly scratching his shell, a churr slips. It was a very deep churr, strong and clear to your ears.

Raph was freaking out and leaned his head back, a blushing mess, silence overcoming him and you. As he lightly pants from the passionate kiss you and him were having, he looks down at you and you can see he is embarrassed. That only makes you smirk. You want to hear it again. You grab the front of his plastron, pulling him down quickly, smashing your lips on his again forcefully. Raph couldn’t help but groan and kiss back.

Then he felt your nails scratching harder against his plastron, making him grunt in result for the wonderful painful and pleasurable action.

“Make that noise again. I wanna hear it Big Red…” You said confidently, still scratching his plastron, while letting your lips move down his neck.

Raph is conflicted for a moment and doesn’t know if he should do it, but then he hears you whisper lightly, your small breaths against his skin making him shiver from pleasure.

“Come on Big Red. Let me hear it. Let me hear that deep sexy noise again. I wanna hear you make that noise all night…” You mumble, still placing kissing along his neck, nibbling a few parts of his skin gently that drove him crazy.

Raph groaned and without hesitation, let his churr’s go. You smirked and stopped your teasing actions on his neck, looking up at him.

“Damn that’s hot Big Red. Don’t hold that noise in anymore…”

That time Raph smirked back. He never held in his churr’s again, not after that night. You didn’t complain. It was music to your ears. You wanted to hear at any given chance. You craved the noise more and more.

🅳🅾🅽🅽🅸🅴 is a little shy baby. Well, at first. During the first few times you and he shared intimant moments, he keeps his churr’s under control, but he doesn’t hold them in. Again, he controls them, meaning he can control how loud they can be. So anytime where you and he share memorable nights, he churr’s, very quietly. You just never heard it. Donnie wasn’t afraid to let his churr’s be fully free, but it was new to you and you didn’t know what it meant, he didn’t want you to get the wrong idea.

So he decides to tell you about it, so he can better explain what it was and why it happens. And he hopes you don’t mind too much, but from past events, he suspects you wouldn’t care. You already love it when he moans, groans, grunts; so why not his churr’s? So one day when you come down to the lair, you greet Donnie first, like always. You knew where he was, so when you arrived to his lab, he spoke.

“Hey Y/n,” He turns in his chair, a smile on his face, “Slide the door shut for a moment hun, I gotta tell you something.”

You’re confused and a little nervous, but did what he said. After sliding the door shut, you walked over, taking a seat on one of his other chairs.

“Is everything ok?” You ask, hoping this wasn’t going to end badly.

Donnie nodded, “Of course, I just wanted to tell you something. I guess you can say, it’s a little personal to me. A vulnerability I have yet to share.” Donnie said with a smile, a smile that made your heart melt. You nod for him to go on.

He starts off bluntly, knowing you could care less “When we are… Intimate, there is a noise I make that you don’t usually hear. It isn’t bad vocal action, it’s good, but I wanted to talk about it so you didn’t misunderstand.”

You give him a confused glance and asked, “Well what’s the noise? And you make the noise while we have sex? How come I never hear it?”

Donnie chuckled, “I control the volume, so I keep it pretty quiet, but you could still be able to hear it. However, you are quite loud love.” That made you blush and even pout, “No need to get bashful, your noises always excite me. Now about the noise. We turtles call it a churr. It’s kind of like a cat churr, but deeper and it builds up in our chest. Of course, when we churr, it’s because we are feeling some sort of pleasure, physically or emotionally.” Donnie exclaimed, making you nod.

Then you quickly say, “I wanna hear it.”

Donnie wasn’t surprised by that, you are just as curious as he is when learning something new. He wasn’t going push aside the order. He knew he could churr on his own, without the feeling of pleasurable touches, he just had to think about you (which wasn’t hard). So he leans closer to you. He focuses, thinking about his love for you and your love for him, he can already feel the churr rumbling in his chest.

Then you hear it. It was definitely naturally loud, but you didn’t care about that, but it did surprise you on how deep it was. Donnie doesn’t have the deepest voice in the world, but this churr was beyond incredible. You already loved it.

“I wanna hear more.” You said, standing up to stand in front of him.

Donnie smiles and stops you from sitting on his lap, making you confused.

“Lock the doors, we don’t want any interruptions. Now, do we?” Donnie said, making you smile.

You did as he told and as bodies touched, he let his natural loud and depp churring free. His churr’s only made you crave him more the entire time. It was amazing. It was hot. Then you thought about it. Any touch pleasuring touch, sexual or not, could make him churr. Well, it already sounded like a fun game to you. So you reminded yourself to give Donnie little touches in the future, touches that you knew he liked. You were already obsessed with his churr’s.

🅼🅸🅺🅴🆈 has never really thought about hiding his churr. He hasn’t actually. You just couldn’t hear it. It was not as loud as his brothers, or deep, but don’t get it twisted, puberty punched him in the fucking face, his churr was still deep and veryuch loud. He just naturally had a slightly higher pitched voice and that meant his churr’s were a little higher as well. So one day you were at the lair, sitting on the couch, watching a movie with Mikey.

Mikey was sprawled out on the couch, his head on your lap, which you didn’t mind. So as the movie went on, you reached down and attentively started to rub his head (not the head you’re thinkin’ of ya nasty). Immediately Mikey was churring. Again it wasn’t as loud as his brothers, but it was still loud to you. The noise made you quickly pull your hand away and look down at Mikey, a little shocked.

“Aw babe why did ya’ stop?” Mikey whined a little, reaching for your hand, placing back on his head gently.

You giggled a little bit, feeling better knowing you didn’t hurt him. So you did the same action and continued watching the movie, while also continuing to hear Mikey churr.

You had to admit; it was freakin’ hot and adorable at the same time. And by the time the movie ended, you had questions to ask. You just hoped Mikey was comfortable to give the answers. So when the movie was over, your hand stopped rubbing his head, which led Mikey to sit up slowly and stretched. You stretched a little too while asking your first question.

“Hey, babe what was that noise you made?”

Mikey looked a little confused for a moment but made an ‘oh’ face that made you giggle. Mikey smiled and turned his body towards you.

“Me and my bro’s call it churrs. We don’t do it randomly unless we want to you, but that never happens” Mikey said, chuckling in the end, knowing his brother hated churring in front of anyone. He didn’t really care, but he held them in, just so his brother was comfortable. And because Leo told him to.

“Well, what does it mean?” You asked, sitting back on the couch, stretching your legs next. Your legs went over Mikey’s lap, which he didn’t mind, he was already caressing your legs out of habit since this was normal for you to do.

“Don is better at explaining, but it justs a noise we make when we feel good or think about we like,” Mikey said, trying his best to explain this.

“Like a cat?” You asked with a smile.

“Yeah! But only louder and deeper.” Mikey said with a bright smile, but made his viice really deep when saying the word 'deeper’ which made you laugh a little.

Then you smirked, “So… Any touch you like can make you churr?” You asked slowly, raising a hand to caress his muscled arm.

You got your answer when he was churring again. And before you could say anything else, you were in Mikey’s arms, being carried off to his bedroom.

/ / / /

Alrighty! I hope this was answered correctly! Please mind my errors ☺ Thank you!

My asks are always open! I love doing asks, nsfw or sfw. It can be about Tmnt or me, I don’t care! Love ya!

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*Pats* It will all make sense soon (I hope).

Thoughts on 2018 Turtles

I am trying so hard to like it.

I am trying to like the new turtles.

Like trying.

But I’m just like…

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

The feels tho😭😭😭

Leo x Reader | Turquoise Droplets in an Ocean of Blue

Turquoise Droplets in an Ocean of Blue

Angsty Fluff | Leo x Reader | One Shot

Inspired by ‘Here Comes the Sun’ by the Beetles | Requested by @unitato722

Words: 410

Note: Reader is bubbly and is known to wear Turquoise constantly in her outfits. Contains blood/gore/death of reader.

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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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*Leo telling at him*

"STOP THROWING THINGS! PUT MIKEY DOWN! I SWEAR TO GOD PICASSO!!"

*Splinter talking to him*

"Picasso my son, you must control your temper."

*When the boys find something broken*

"NO PICASSO!!" "CAN PICASSO NOT SMASH FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE?!"

Do you have any Raph headcanons? I don't really know what to specify, just anything would be super cool! (I love your writing and reading through your blog, keep up the good work!!!)

((Thanks so much, this is the best I can do right now.))

-Raphael sleeps with one leg hanging off the bed. For body temperature regulation purposes. Maybe an arm will be included.

-He has an old stash of **magazines** under his mattress. Amazing what people throw away.

-His favorite food (besides pizza) is Enchiladas. I feel like he’d have a taste for spicy things…Mexican food in general??

-He sometimes thinks about how the rest of his brothers’ names ends with an “o” and his doesn’t. It makes him feel like he stands out, but not entirely in the weird, outstandish way. If the shoe fits…

-Raphael sure was the bullying-type of brother when he was younger, but quickly grew out of that after he hurt Donnie’s feelings a little too much. He got in sooo much trouble with Splinter and learned his lesson real fucking quick, though he naturally regretted doing it even before his punishment.

Dream Turned Reality

Alright, listen up you beautiful humans, this is an 18+ fic and I’ve never posted one before so yeehaw lets get this shit show started lmao.

Pairing, Shouto x OC

The silver haired teen could feel everything. She could feel the soft touches as her lover walked around the bed, touching her in all the places that drove her crazy before pulling away again. The satin sheets felt pleasant against her bare form as she wiggled into a more comfortable position, shifting her wings slightly.

A blindfold covered her eyes, leaving her all the more sensitive to every touch as a cold hand trailed down Octavia's neck and between her breasts. A low whine escaped her as she bit her lip.

"Is something the matter darling?" A husky voice asked next to her ear. When his lover didn't immediately respond he smacked her inner thigh before kissing the mark with his icy lips. 

The girl only moaned and arched her back as his lips left her. "Please Shouto," she breathed as she pulled against the silky restraints that bound her wrists above her.

The bed dipped and her lover nipped at the juncture between her neck and shoulder as one of his hands trailed down between her thighs before pausing. "You're going to have to be a bit more specific love," the hot and cold hero teased as he let his fingers touch everywhere except her dripping entrance.

"God Shouto I need you! I need you to fuck me, please!"

Her body was suddenly pinned as her blindfold was ripped from her eyes. Her eyes momentarily raked his naked form before coming to rest on her lovers lust filled eyes.

"I want you to watch me fuck you into a pretty little mess," he growled before shoving his entire length inside her soaked pussy.

*************

Octavia awoke with a jolt, immediately feeling the dampness between her legs. Her wings were splayed out behind her and her whole body was covered in sweat. Damn that Todoroki for being so damn perfect. No matter where he was or what he was doing, he always looked like a snack. Without even trying!

With not enough time to take care of herself before classes started, the poor teen quickly changed into her uniform and changed out of her soaked panties. As long as the teachers hadn't planned any activities with the grade above them she wouldn't have to see the heterochromatic man who had stolen her attention so easily.

She met up with her twin sister, Destiny, and the two of them walked to class together as they always did. They took a seat just as the bell rang and Kayla turned around in her seat to give her a look. "Hey Tavi, you look like you just crawled right out of hell; is everything ok?"

The said girl nodded and gave the brunette a lopsided grin. "Yea, just didn't get enough sleep last night," she mumbled.

As Aizawa entered and started the lesson Octavia found herself shifting in an attempt to ignore her arousal. By the time class was about to be let out she had thankfully been able to calm down and take some notes.

While Kayla and Stasi were packing up the second the bell rang, Destiny leaned over to grab her sisters hand. Whatever it is on your mind, she said through the mind link, you can take lunch off if you need. 

Octavia smiled back at her twin, squeezing her hand reassuringly. I'll be fine Des, but I'll let you know if I change my mind.

The two smiled at each other before following their friends down towards the lunchroom. As they waited in line they chatted about their upcoming girls night and joked about class. They had just made it to the front of the line when someone bumped into Octavia, making her stumble a bit before a pair of strong arms wrapped around her, saving her from a fall.

"Octavia, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to bump into you," Todoroki apologized as he let go of her. "Kirishima and Bakugo decided to have a shoving match and threw me."

The winged teen felt her brain getting foggy as she remembered the dream she had, and she squeezed her legs together as she responded. "Oh, it's no big deal, really. I know how those idiots can get; there's no need to apologize."

The bicolored teen smiled at her as she grabbed her lunch tray and walked towards a table. She could feel his eyes still on her as she sat down and she could feel the blush on her face.

"So," Stasi said nonchalantly, "when are you two finally going to fuck?"

Octavia choked on her noodles and coughed loudly before loudly whispering, "what the fuck do you mean?"

Kayla and Stasi exchanged a glance before the latter leaned in, an evil grin plastered across her face. "Oh come on, I could totally see it back there. I've never seen you so flustered before, and I'm pretty sure Todoroki is still checking you out."

Destiny glanced back towards the table of 2A students and muttered, "she's right, he keeps glancing at you."

"So what? He and I are friends, nothing more! He's probably just worried after he nearly knocked me over."

"Don't you mean after he swept you off your feet?" Kayla asked with a giggle.

Octavia was sure her face was as red as a tomato as she gulped and took another bite of her food. As she was chewing she could remember her dream almost perfectly. God how she wanted him to pin her against a wall and take her fast and hard… 

Focus, she scolded herself as she stood from her seat. "You know what guys, I think I'm gonna go do some laps before gym. I'll see you guys in class."

She ignored her sister's quirked eyebrow and her friends smirks as she made her way out of the cafeteria and towards the gym building.

When she reached the smaller building away from other students she slumped against the side of it and cursed herself. Fuck, why is it so hard to control myself? I should have taken care of myself this morning dammit. She thought checking her surroundings before pulling down her soaked panties to assess the damage. Shit it's worse than I thought! If I hurry I can probably change these before class…

Octavia was so deep in thought that she didn't notice the footsteps approaching until someone grabbed her shoulder. Her wings snapped open as she whirled around to see the person who had been occupying her thoughts all day. "Todoroki, what are you doing here?" She squeaked nervously. 

"Hey Octavia, what are you-" 

Todoroki looked down and the smaller teen swore she had never known true fear until that moment. Her hands shot down to pull her panties back up but a pair of strong hands grabbed ahold of hers, halting her movements before she could completely pull them up.

Brown and blue eyes met grey and aquamarine as the pair froze. Todoroki gulped before looking away. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have been peeking, but-" he looked back to her, voice suddenly more gravelly, "why are they so wet?"

Octavia could have died right there at the straightforward question but she forced herself to respond. "W-well you s-see, I um… had this d-dream that kinda sorta has me super d-distracted all day and… I just wanted to see i-if I should run back to the dorms and um- change you know?" She stuttered, unable to keep eye contact as she rambled, trying to keep out the part about him. "I didn't think anyone was w-watching so I-"

Her explanation was cut short as the other teen released her hands and stepped closer. "Oh really?" He asked. "And what, or rather who, exactly was this dream about?"

Goosebumps erupted along the pale girl's skin as she fixed her uniform, her mind going completely blank. 

"I don't know if you'd be able to look me in the eye if I told you," she admitted quietly as she looked at the ground.

A hand tilted her chin upwards as she was backed into the wall. Todoroki's eyes were locked onto hers intensely as he slowly leaned forward. "I highly doubt that sweetheart," he growled before his lips descended on hers. They paused more centimetres from hers and Octavia let out a low whine before closing the space. 

Todoroki's lips moved against hers slowly as she melted into him, hands running along his toned chest as his hands settled lightly on her hips. It was everything she had ever dreamed of and as they drank each other in she couldn't stop the moan that escaped her lips.

Shouto's breath hitched and suddenly his body was pressed flat against hers as his left hand tangled in her hair, his mouth ravaging Octavia's as his other massaged her hip. When they both broke for air, panting for breath, Todoroki growled into her ear as a hand reached down to graze her supple ass. "If you make another sound like that I wont be able to help my curiosity," he groaned as he nipped at her ear, "I'll have to see what other sounds you can make." 

Octavia, in response, grabbed him by the collar and pulled him closer, throwing caution to the wind as she let out a low moan into his ear.

The teen was ripped from the wall as the half and half hero dragged her around to the east side of the building where shadows draped over the area. Once there he paused and looked down into her own heterochromatic eyes; searching them for any sign of discomfort. "Tell me to stop," he muttered breathlessly. 

Without missing a beat Octavia smiled and replied, "never."

With that his lips were back on hers as he shoved her roughly against the side of the building and lifted his leg to grind against her clothed core. Todoroki bit down on her lip hard enough to draw blood before pulling away and placing a hand around her throat, squeezing hard enough to leave her breathless while his other hand crept up her leg. He moved her panties to the side and ran a finger along her folds, groaning when he felt how wet she was for him.

"God sweetheart, you're absolutely soaked. Is all this for me?" He asked, shoving a finger inside her before she could answer. Her responding keen nearly had him coming on the spot. 

He pulled his finger out and shoved the silver haired teen to her knees as he shoved down his pants. They had barely hit the ground when a pair of soft lips wrapped around his hard length. "F-fuck, you must be desperate for my cock love."

Octavia could only moan in response and Todoroki threw his head back at the feeling. Her tongue ran from the base of his shaft to the tip before swirling around his head and then taking him back into her mouth.

"Just like that love, look at you so eager to swallow my cock without being told. Such a good girl." Shouto praised.

Another moan had him trembling as he pulled her off of him, watching in awe as the woman beneath him whined at the loss of contact. Shouto smiled as he pulled her up and kissed her. Taking a chance the red and white haired teen asked, "What do you want?"

"I want you to pin me down and make me scream."

A smirk crept onto Shouto's face. "How about I take you right here where anyone could see you? I want to hear you beg me to let you finish," he groaned.

Another moan was his only answer before he grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her with one hand as the other grabbed her ass and he growled, "jump." The second her legs were around him he ground against the winged teen, allowing her to feel his erection against her core.

"Todoroki p-please, fuck," Octavia keened at the feeling.

"You want this cock babygirl?" He growled as his hips came to a stop.

The other whined before leaning forward and nipping at his ear. "If you aren't inside of me in the next minute I'll be the one pinning you down, Shouto."

Before she could blink a warm hand was wrapped around her neck, squeezing lightly as his right reached down to free his aching member. He pulled her panties to the side and swiped a finger through her wetness before bringing it to his lips for a taste. "Fuck darling, you taste devine," he growled as he swallowed her arousal, thrusting into her before she could respond.

The moan that left Octavia could only be described as sinful; matching the throaty groan pulled from the bicolored teen that filled her.

The hand around her neck was giving her just enough room to breathe as Todoroki gave another experimental thrust. "S-shit love, say it again. Fucking say my name," he demanded, his hand tightening.

"Shouto," she whined, throwing her head to the side as he shoved himself inside her fully. 

Todoroki moved himself to wrap his arms behind her, grabbing Octavia's shoulders to shove her against him; thrusting into her g-spot with every thrust. With her neck now bare, Shouto licked along her neck before biting into the juncture between her neck and shoulder. 

"Oh my God, S-Shouto!" 

His lips kissed the mark before they were pulling hers into a lustful kiss, swallowing every moan she had to offer.

"God, I'm gonna come," he groaned. "Where do you want it?"

Octavia was barely lucid enough in her lust filled haze to realize she wasn't on any pill and they weren't using a condom. "I want to swallow you, please," she begged as her orgasm tore through her body and she bit into his shoulder.

Panting, Shouto pulled out of her and brought her back to her knees where Octavia took him back into her mouth and swallowed around him. Shouto came into her mouth and the winged teen was able to swallow most of it before she pulled away, coughing.

"Shit, Octavia, are you ok?" Todoroki fretted as he bent down to look at her.

She smiled back at him as she wiped the remaining fluid off her mouth. "I'm fine Shouto, I promise," she replied with a kiss to his lips. He moaned as he tasted himself on her lips before tucking himself back into his pants and picking Octavia up.

Before she could protest, he said, "I'm taking you to the dorms so you can change before class. You might want to hurry unless you plan on explaining to the teachers why you're late."

The silver haired girl huffed. "You underestimate me. I have a plan, but you need to head back or it wont work."

"Maybe next time we can do it somewhere more private,"he whispered as they entered the dorms.

Next time, she thought, and her heart soared. "I can't wait."

I know I haven't been on this app in a fat minute cause I opened my app and realized my bio said I was 18. Mf I am 21 how have I not remembered to change it for three years??

Real shit tho. Most of these men are pussies too cause they won't do it even if you beg 😩😭😮‍💨

Guys always want a gf that watches anime until you tell him how badly you want to be folded in half like a pretzel and stuffed full by Toji Fushiguro until it's spilling out and you no longer know whether you have legs anymore ☹☹ like bae ☹☹☹ I thought we were bonding ☹☹☹☹