TMNT x Reader Imagines // Book Two.

A Little Exhibitionist...(Michelangelo x Reader)

Michelangelo has always been an exhibitionist, even before he met you. He accidentally found it online and had been hooked instantly. The idea of doing the deed in public, with the chance of getting caught…it was exciting. But mostly, it was just his dirty little secret, a fantasy that he thought would never come true.

Until you brought it up. Who would have guessed that his sweet Y/N was an exhibitionist too?

He jumped at the chance to finally live out his little fantasy. He started small of course, nothing too shocking.

You’d be watching a movie in the lair and he would ever so slowly slip his hand beneath the blankets and between your thighs. Imagine feeling his tease you through your panties, trying to stay composed. Just as you think you’re in control, he pushes your panties aside and slids a finger inside of you. You gasp and grasp his arm, your nails digging into his skin.

You’re not the only one lost in passion. Mikey has never felt harder, his cocking absolutely aching for attention. At any moment one of his brothers or even April could catch them and damn it, that only makes him feel bolder. He wraps a hand around his member, barely even bothering to hide it.

And after that, you become more confident. He takes you on your balcony (knowing that any one of your neighbors could look out the window and see you), in front of windows (watching people walk in the streets below you as he fucks you senseless), and on rooftops (something about the sounds of the city only makes him cum harder). And each time, he swears it gets better every time. Until finally, he is brave enough to do it. His greatest fantasy ever.

“Baby, I can’t believe we’re doing this.”

He looks down at the basketball court, listening to the fan’s chatter. At any moment, the game will begin and, so will he. And he is pumped!

“You ready?”

He turns around and sees you nearly naked, wearing only a pair of blue panties. His eyes widen and his heart raced, thanking the universe for a girl like you.

“Oh, yes, baby…”

He pulls you into a kiss as the teams run out onto the court, the game beginning. You make out messily, his hands roaming your perfect body.  You climb into his lap, your arms wrapping around shoulders.

He feverishly kisses your neck and shoulders, leaving behind purplish bruises.

“Miiikey…”

You’re soaking and he’s so hard it hurts and neither of you can resist it anymore. You pull your panties away, tossing them aside as you postion yourself above his cock. You can’t resist teasing him, burying the top between your folds, just barely brushing your entrance.

“Please, baby, please.”

You kiss him hard and finally, you take him all the way. He knows he’s a big guy, but he swears, you feel tighter and wetter then ever. He moans loudly, closing his eyes and you ride him, slowly and steady. He begs you to go faster, harder, to please give him more.

“Y/N, baby, please baby! Babydoll…”

He’s so close, so fucking close! And you are too, so you give him exactly what he needs and ride him harder. Maybe it’s the moment, the sounds of the fans cheering and the players rushing around on the court, but you cum you finish faster then normal, your juices bursting out of your pussy as you scream.

And that pushes Mikey over the edge, his cum splattering inside of you as he moans. And you collapse in a sweaty mess, laughing quietly.

“I can’t believe we actually did that…” you whisper.

“Oh, baby, I know.” he says breathlessly.

“We gotta go…”

You scramble to get dressed, slipping on your dress and jacket when you realize…

“Where are my panties?”

And there they are, dangling on the edge of the jumbotron. Mikey stands up to get them and it shakes, ever so slighty, and then it happens. To your embarrassment, the panties fall onto the court below. You both freeze, as though frozen in abject horror, until Mikey hisses,

“Run! Run, run, run!”

Snatching you up in his arms, you both escape into the night; fighting laughter and praying that his brothers hadn’t been watching the game.