TMNT x Reader Imagines // Book Two.

Big Bad Wolf (Raphael x Reader)

🎶Cause if you wanna talk, baby use your hands!🎶

She was teasing him.

He could tell by the look in her eyes when she walked by, knowing he was checking her out. And how could he not? She was perfect, a bombshell beauty.

It was the way she smiled when she caught him staring at her, smiling even more when he quickly looked away. And that was just before. Now, she was being smug.

And she was doing it on purpose.

She’d come to the lair in skinny jeans and tight tops, outfits that clung to her beautiful body. Tall boots or pumps, sometimes even dresses. Dresses that showed off her ass (damn, he wanted to grab it) and teased him by showing too much thigh when she say down or bent over.

There was a lot of black and gray of course, but there was always red.

His red.

Bright scarlet splashes, be it a jacket or her lips, she always wore his color. And it was getting to be too much to handle.

She was keeping him up at night, haunting his dreams.

He dreamed of her lips wrapped around his cock And of the tightness of her throat. He dreamed of her perfect body, his to touch. He would explore every inch in a passionate frenzy until she was left in marks, his marks. Created by his lips and teeth.

She dreamed of her screams, her moans, her cries for more. She didn’t want it gentle, she wanted It hard. She wanted him.

It was always different. It was always dirty and it always woke him up with an aching cock. And when he wasn’t asleep, she was toying with him.

Teasing him. Leaving him alone And desperate, dreaming of her every single night. But tonight, he was done.

He was annoyed and angry and horny.

And he was so fucking done with her games.

🎶If you wanna go make a move,you can!🎶

Raphael snuck out that night with a mission and no one, absolutely no one, was going to get in his way.

He was tired of having to take care of himself, only for her to get him hot all over again. He knew the way to her apartment (she lived only a block away from April) and knew that she lived alone, which suited him just fine. He found her window wide open, thin curtains flowing in the breeze. And when he slipped inside, he found her.

Nearly naked, except for a tiny red thong.

Red. Just like Little Red Riding Hood. And if she was Little Red, then he was the wolf.

And he liked the sound of that.

For a moment she looked surprised, shocked to see him. Maybe she hadn’t been totally expecting him.

But then she smiled.

“Aren’t you going to say hello?” she asked coyly.

Raphael pounced, pulling her into a hard kiss, which she happily accepted. They made out furiously as he pulled her up and into his arms. Her legs wrapped around him and her hands grasped the tails of his mask, tugging on them.

God, this was all he had been dreaming of…

They bumped around the room, sending a lamb and a stack of books and pens tumbling to the floor until they finally crashed onto the bed.

Y/N smiled as she watched the turtle undress, ripping his armor off until he was naked. And very, very hard, Oh, she had thought the turtle would be big but not that big.

He was a fucking monster. Long, thick inches of green muscle, throbbing for her attention. And she loved it.

She wasted no time in wrapping her hands around his cock, pumping the thick member and teasing it too. Long licks and kisses placed on the tip, tasting his precum.

She watched him carefully, as he closed his eyes and growled. The sound excited her and only made her tease him more, taking the head into her mouth and sucking ever so softly. It was too much fun.

Raphael moaned and pulled on her hair.

“I ain’t playin’ games.”

🎶If you wanna shot, baby, cock and pull!🎶

Raphael pushed her down onto the sheets and loomed over her, his eyes glowing with lust.

He had waited to long to let her tease him any longer. He reached between her legs and ripped off her thong in one swift motion, tossing it away. His hand returned to her thighs and, as she stroked her folds, he kissed her again. Y/N moaned into the kiss and his fingers explored her wetness.

She’d be lying if she said she hadn’t dreamed of this. For so long, she had waited for the turtle to make a move, she had teased him endlessly. And she was finally getting what she wanted...

She was soaking wet, eager for more then just a few strokes. Raphael slid his finger inside of her, taking delight when she cried out. As he played with her pussy, he attacked her soft skin, covering it in kisses so hard they bruised and bright red bite marks. She moaned beaneath him, her body burning as she came so close to cumming! And then he stopped, pulling his fingers away.

“You ain’t cummin’…not yet, baby.” he growled.

And he entered you. After all those nights of dreaming and wishing, he finally entered you. And you felt fucking fantastic. Raphael tried to be gentle, he really did. And for a while he was. He fucked you slowly, slow and steady thrusts. But you asked him, begged him for more. You dared him.

“Fuck me.”

So he did. He fucking pounded you, slamming in and out of your pussy until you were soaking wet. Your juices ran down his cock and soaked the sheets as the smell of sex filled the room. You screamed and moaned, your nails raking down his arms and shoulders until you came. You came so hard you were dazed, fucked into bliss.

And Raphael? He kept fucking your pussy until he came as well, finishing inside of you.

He pulled out and smirked, taking a long look out you. You were bruised and bitten, covered in a sheen of sweat. You were beautiful.

Raphael couldn’t spend the night (someone was bound to notice he was gone) but he left satisfied. He had pleased himself tonight and, hopefully, he had pleased you too. Because he most definitely wanted to do this again.

🎶If you’re gonna bite, be a Big Bad Wolf!🎶