TMNT x Reader Imagines // Book Two.

Alone Time.

"Donnie!"

You didn't know what had gotten into your boyfriend. He had invited you over after finishing a project, having realized that his brothers were all out and that you could have some alone time.

And what had started as a little bit of alone time had turned into...this.

Messy kissing, bodies pressed together in a heated embrace. Your hands wandered and his did too and, God, you liked that.

You loved it.

You loved Donatello's lips on your skin, his teeth lightly teasing you.

You loved his hands that knew your body so well, touching all of the right places.

You loved the way he tugged at your clothing, his hand pulling on your skirt.

"Take it off," he mumbled against your lips, "take it off."

Donatello kissed your sweet spot and, oh, you moaned for him. He laughed breathlessly, hands darting beneath your skirt. His fingers played with you through your thin panties, tracing your slit.

He grinned, realizing just how wet you were for him.

"Donnie!"

Off came your panties, the turtle stuffing them in his pocket* as his free hand played with you. God, you were SO wet. He could feel your excitement, he could smell it too...and he wanted to taste it. He didn't even bother taking off your skirt, flipping it up and diving between your legs.

"Oh! Oh my-"

His tongue tasted your sweetness, enjoying every drop. He brought out all the tricks and had you moaning his name, pulling on his bandana as your passion grew and grew. He loved having you like this and you loved it too.

"Donnie, please!"

He pulled away, licking his lips as he smirked.

"Wha-what's gotten into you?" You gasped.

"I dunno. Do you like it?" He asked, leaning low.

You did. And you answered him with a kiss, tugging on the tails of his mask. It was the perfect answer in Donnie's mind.

He kissed you back hungrily, hand slipping back beneath your skirt. Oh, you were so wet and awfully empty...he definitely needed to change that.

"Donnie...Donnie!"

"Yes, darling?" He asked.

"I want it! I want you..."

It was quite the request.

But as much as Donatello loved teasing you...he was feeling pretty needy himself. And he gave you exactly what you wanted, the tip of his cock pressing against you.

You gasped, biting your lip.

And he slowly, slowly filled you

"Oh! Don!"

He felt so, so good inside of you.

Every inch of his long cock filled you slowly, completely. He could feel your nails digging into his skin (he liked it though) as your cries of passion grew louder (he liked that too). He moaned himself and he took a moment to enjoy the warmth of your body before he began to thrust into you.

There was no way to describe this moment other then...perfect.

Already, you were close (you blamed that clever tongue of his) and he knew it.

Was that why he was fucking you so slowly? Was he dragging it out until he had you begging for it?

If it was, he was getting exactly what he wanted. He had you exactly where he wanted you, your voice rising by the second.

You were going to get him back for this...but for now...you only cared about cumming. Donnie smirked, enjoying your sweet sounds. But you sounded so much sweeter when you were cumming for him.

"Oh! Oh my god!"

It was the sweetness that won him over.

He wanted to feel it, wanted to hear you as it came over you. Hips thrusted faster and harder and it worked. You finally came, juices dripping down your thighs as you came.

You shook.

You screamed.

And it was all for him.

Donatello moaned happily, still thrusting into you. You may have finished...but he certainly hadn't. And with his brothers out doing god knows what (as long as it wasn't stupid he didn't care), he had all the time in the world.

"D-Donnie!"

"Oh, dove..."

Hours later, you had came not once but three times and Donnie finally came as well. He pulled out of your dripping core with a deep moan. He painted you in his cum and, oh, you looked so pretty like this.

Skin warm and sweaty, hair tangled. His seed all over you was just the cherry on top.

"Mmm...we should probably clean up..." you mumbled.

"Yeah...you staying over?"

You definitely were staying, not just for the snuggles but also because...you weren't sure you could walk right.

You didn't know what had come over Donatello...but, oh, you certainly liked it...💜

*Headcanon: Donnie has a tendency to keep your panties, having quite a few of them in a drawer in his lab.