Tear In My Heart (Donatello X OC)

C.30 Epilogue

Donnie and I were in the lair and everyone was off doing their own thing. I was reading a book on the couch and Donnie was playing with my hair.

I couldn't concentrate on the words because I just wanted to make out with Donnie. But that goddamn fucking sensible part of me reminded me that anyone could walk in at any moment. So I just kept trying to read.

"You're not focusing." Donnie hissed in my ear before kissing it, giving a small suck to the shell.

I tried to hold back a sexual noise bubbling in my throat. "I'm trying. Stop distracting me." I said and his mouth trailed down my neck to the back of my neck.

His hands dropped my hair and went to hold my waist. His fingers slipped under the hem of my shirt and slowly trailed up until they slipped under my bra and pinched my nipples. I held back a gasp and squeezed my thighs together.

"Donnie, stop. Someone could see." I hissed and he let go of me immediately.

"You're no fun." He pouted and I just smiled.

"I'm sorry I'm saving you from nearly a month of embarrassment from your brothers if one of them saw." I said and went back to my book.

"But I want to touch you." He groaned and his forehead hit the back of my neck. He slowly lifted his head and I felt his lips drag across my skin. "So badly." His breath blew across me, giving me shivers. Donnie's hand found my hips and waist again. "We could slip off to my room. They won't care. They all have an idea of how much I missed you." He hummed and a few of his fingers dipped under my waistband.

I groaned in defeat and stood up, seeing his victorious smirk as he took my hand and lead me to his room, shutting and locking the door.

"Get undressed, sweetie." He ordered and I stripped completely, dropping my clothes in one pile by the bed.

I stood perfectly still as he came over, his fingers tracing every little inch of me. He pinched my butt, making me twitch a little.

"You're too cute. And so beautiful." He hummed and kissed me softly and quickly before lying me down on the bed and getting on his knees in front of me. He tapped my knee, and I opened them for him, and saw him smile. "Too cute." I heard him mutter.

Donnie took one finger and traced around my folds, giving me little shivers of pleasure. After about a minute of this, I was aching for him. Nearly throbbing.

"Donnie, please..." I hummed and he slid his finger up between my folds, feeling how wet I was.

"You're soaking, babe. Who are you wet for?" He asked, the tip of his thick finger teasing my entrance.

"You, Donnie. I'm wet for you." I breathed and he slipped it in, making me gasp.

"That's right..." He whispered and began pulling it in and out. His other moved up to the bottom of my pelvis and added a little pressure with his palm as he fingered me.

I let out a moan and ground my hips a little against his hands. It felt so good already, but the pressure just added to it. "Where the fuck did you learn that?" I asked, slightly breathless.

"Remember that book I bought about how to be the best boyfriend ever?" He asked and I just smiled. "It had a lot of tips on how to make girls feel absolutely amazing. Is it working?" He asked and I nodded frantically.

"Gods, yes, Donnie. Yes..." My brain felt clouded.

"Good. Then you'll love this." He said and removed his hands, using them to grip my hips, and he gave a long, slow lick up my slit, making me freeze.

"Jesus... fuck, Donnie." I breathed and he ate me out. I felt his tongue start to slide past my entrance, and soon he was tongue fucking me.

"Donnie!" I tried to keep quite, but it was so hard when his tongue was darting in and out of me and hitting every inch of where it could reach. And his thumb moved down and began rubbing hard circles on my clit.

It's no wonder how I was an orgasming mess in a few seconds.

"Good girl. Let's get you dressed." He smiled down at me, pushing up his glasses.

I started putting my clothes back on and we just stared at each other. Donnie gave me another smile and I pulled him down for a kiss. "You are such a sex beast." I muttered and he chuckled deeply and pulled me back out to the main room.

I pulled my phone out and put on some music, one of my favourite songs, and pulled him to dance with me.

"Sometimes you've got to bleed to know,
That you're alive and have a soul,
But it takes someone to come around
to show you how.

She's the tear in my heart, I'm alive,
She's the tear in my heart, I'm on fire,
She's the tear in my heart, Take me higher,
Than I've ever been.

The songs on the radio are ok,
But my taste in music is your face,
And it takes a song to come around
to show you how.

She's the tear in my heart, I'm alive,
She's the tear in my heart, I'm on fire,
She's the tear in my heart, Take me higher,
Than I've ever been.

Than I've ever been
Than I've ever been
Than I've ever been

You fell asleep in my car,
I drove the whole time,
But that's ok, I'll just avoid the holes
so you sleep fine,
I'm driving here I sit,
cursing my government,
For not using my taxes to fill holes
with more cement.

You fell asleep in my car,
I drove the whole time,
But that's ok, I'll just avoid the holes
so you sleep fine,
I'm driving here I sit,
cursing my government,
For not using my taxes to fill holes
with more cement.

Sometimes you've got to bleed to know,
That you're alive and have a soul,
But it takes someone to come around
to show you how.

She's the tear in my heart, I'm alive,
She's the tear in my heart, I'm on fire,
She's the tear in my heart, Take me higher,
Than I've ever been.

My heart is my armor,
She's the tear in my heart,
she's a carver,
She's a butcher with a smile,
cut me farther,
Than I've ever been.

Than I've ever been
Than I've ever been
Than I've ever been

My heart is my armor,
She's the tear in my heart,
she's a carver,
She's a butcher with a smile,
cut me farther,
Than I've ever been."

Donnie just paused at the end of the song and held me against him.

"You're the tear in my heart." He said and kissed my head.

THE END