Rottmnt Oneshots and Scenarios

🍋💜Dangerous Little Habit💜🍋

Warning- Drugs, Slight Smut, blowjobs etc...
Donnie x reader ~gender nuetral~
(Y/n's pov)

Pulling up your bag from underneath some floor boards of an abandoned building in the more historic districts of NYC. Quickly opening up the bag to check if everything was there. It was, good. Your bag was filled with diffrent drugs and other things a teen shouldn't have. You didn't care.
It made you feel good. You know you had multiple addictions. At this point you didn't care. There wasn't any real reason for you to stop.
Just standing behind you was a usual customer, Donatello. Unusual young man, he wasn't normal by any means. He has a Turtle, you didn't mind he was good company. As well as a good fuck. The amount of quickies you both had with eachother was a rather large number. You didn't bother to count.

"Got anything interesting for me (Y/n)?~" Donnie asked smoothly.

"Depends on what ya want" you asked turning around facing him.

"Something relaxing, dealing with old enemys again" He sighed clearly looking annoyed and done with everything.

"So a few blunts is what I'm hearing?" You hum looking through the bag.

"Yeah, how much for it this time?" He asked pulling out his wallet.

"Im in a good mood so half" you hum handing him a baggy of 3 prerolled blunts.

"15?" Donnie hummed pulling out the needed cash.

"Let's go 13" you smiled as you handed him the bag. He quickly handed you the 15 he was gonna give you anyway.

"Awe I must be your favorite huh" you tease slipping the money into your backpocket of your jeans.

"I mean ya, your the only dealer I fuck" He teased back

"True..." You smirk lighting a blunt out of your own personal stash.

Sitting down Donnie quickly pulled you down with him. Having you placed between his legs. Taking your blunt from you and drawing out a hit from it while running his free hand through your hair. This happened enough times for you to know he wanted a blowjob. A damn good one at that.
Breathing out the smoke from your lips before leaning down. Moving his sweatpants down. Donnie had the lovely habit of not wearing boxers when he wore sweatpants. Less work for you. Taking his length in your hand giving it a few quick pumps. Smirking up at the handsome turtle.

"Mmmh fuck...." He muttered breathlessly leaning his head back.

"Your more sensitive then normal~" you tease kissing the tip.

"...shut it...." Donnie half whined as he took a few more hits from the blunt.

Oh you loved when he felt more submissive. Gave you the chance to really have fun, to take control. Which was something he did not give up easily.
Licking up the underside of his length pulled a low sigh from him. Repeating this action a few times before popping the tip in your mouth swirling your tongue around it. The male's head leaning back relaxing from the weed.
Your hands gripped his thighs as you took more into your mouth. His free hand moving to your head. Not yet pushing you down. Your head bobbed up and down, following a steady pace that you knew would unravel him. Making him weak in your hands.
Giving his thighs a few gentle squeezes as you tasted beads of precum dripping out glazing your tongue. Glancing up at him as you went all the way down deepthroating him.

"Fuuuck...." He hissed out not expecting at all the sudden deepthroat.

You couldn't help but to giggle, you knew how good he must be feeling. Especially since he's smoking a blunt. Pressing your tongue against his member as you brought your head up. He let out a delightful little whimper that caused your thighs to squeeze shut.
Pressing your tongue against him as your drew your head back up. His hand flew to your hair gripping it pushing you back down and pulling you back up. Establishing a steady pace that had him bucking his hips into your mouth on occcasion until he came.
After a few moments he let you sit back up after knowing you swallowed it all. Hooking a finger into your mouth to look at how messy he made your face. Chuckling he placed the rest of the blunt between your lips letting you finish it.

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