ftm! 2012! donnie x g.f.! reader

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Warning: Dom! Genderfluid Reader. Sub Trans! Donnie, praise kink, degradation kink, breeding kink, size difference, masochist Donnie, mentions of impact play, belly buldge






Donnie was working in the lab on his bo-staff, completely unaware that it was your anniversary. So you walk into the lab because he had been overworking himself, so you walk up behind him and corner him by his desk. "Oh, I'm kinda busy. What do you want?" He asks in a sweet tone.

"You are overworking yourself, Donnie. It's not healthy."

Donnie set his project aside, looking at you, "I'll take a break soon, I promise, I just want to get this project done." He replies with a small smile. "I don't think so, dear. You need to rest. " You retort.
Donatello arches a brow and crosses his arms over his chest
"I appreciate your concern, but I know my limits. Plus, this work is important. I need to focus on it."
he pauses and looks around the room before returning his gaze to you. I trace his jaw with my finger. "I'd prefer if I didn't have to drag you out of here."
Donatello clears his throat and takes a step back, away from your touch
I understand, but I really need to finish this. "If you could give me some space, I promise I'll check in with you later."
he flashes you a shy smile, his eyes drifting down to the ground momentarily before meeting yours again.
"20 minutes and then you are finished, ok?"

Donatello takes a deep breath and nods slowly
"Alright, 20 minutes. I appreciate your concern."
he picks back up where he is. I come back in 20 minutes later * doll, you done?

Donatello looks up from his work, realizing that the time had passed. A small smile forms on his face, and he nods
"Yes, I'm done for now."
he sets the bo-shaft aside and walks towards you
"What would you like to do now?"

"Well, today is our anniversary,"
Donnie could hear a twinge of lust in my voice
"and I'm topping this time." I kiss his cheek

Donatello's cheeks flush as he registers your words. He looks down at his feet momentarily before gazing back up at you with a small smile
"I-I had no idea it was our anniversary."
he returns your kiss on the cheek and leans in closer
"Do you want to top?"
he teases, raising an eyebrow
"Well, then lead the way."

I pick up the smaller male and kiss and nip the side of his neck where I knew he was the weakest

Donatello gasps as you lift him off the ground, and he instinctively wraps his arms around you, holding on tight. As you kiss and nip at his neck, he shivers and lets out a low moan, giving in to your touch.
"Mmm... you know how to get me every time."
he whispers, his voice filled with desire.
I get to our room, putting Donnie on the bed, locking the door. "Rules for today, use your words. No hiding your moans. We will be using toys, so we need a safe word. And are you ok with mild impact play? Do you understand that?"

Donatello's cheeks flush at your words, and he nods slowly, his eyes meeting yours. He takes a deep breath and speaks softly
"Yes, I understand. I trust you, and I'm okay with mild impact play. As for the rules, I can use my words, and I won't hide my moans. And the safe word will be "turtle" if that's okay with you."
"Thank you. Would you rather me be gentle or rough with you? " I ask as to not hurt him. Donatello takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly before responding
"I trust you to make that decision. But I do have a preference, if that's alright. I enjoy being swept off my feet and taken by surprise, so perhaps a bit of roughness would be nice."

"Ok, I didn't want to hurt you. You mean the world to me." Donatello looks at you with a smile and places his hand on your cheek
"I know that, and you mean the world to me too. I trust you completely, and I'm willing to let go and give into you completely."

I kiss his cheek before I go to our closet, grabbing a blindfold, some rope, and an anal vibrator
"You will feel so good, baby boy."
My Dom voice was now fully out, and Donnie saw that I was getting harder by the minute.

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