[Warning: Rape]
Rain pounded onto the sidewalk, clouds covering the dark sky in hues of dark blues and greys. The constant ticking sound of rain pellets bouncing off puddles and metal overpowered every other sound of nightly New York.
Unknowingly I sped up as I passed a pitch black alleyway, diry male hands reached out of ghe shadows and pulled me in. My back pressed against the wet brick wall as his large hand pressed into my neck, he leaned in close and whispered quietly.
"Don't scream sweetheart, if you do things will end badly for you." His voice was slurred and smelled deeply of alcohol. I sucked in a breath as his other hand traveled down my body groping my left breast then slid under my shirt.
His hand on my neck lowered and groped my other breast, tears stung my eyes as he fondled them harshly. His dirty fingers ripped the hem of my shirt open revealing my dark blue bra, his hands glided down my stomach to the buttons of my jeans.
I pushed back the urge to cry for help as he undid the button and shoved his right hand down my underwear grasping at the most personal part of my body. His fingers pumped in and out of my core as his other hand pulled his member from his pants fondling it at the same speed as his fingers.
Gasping my hands pressed into the cool wall looking for anything to knock the man away from me long enough to escape. As I reached for a large metal pipe a third hand grabbed my arm and wrapped my fingers around the member of the newest man.
A small cry escaped my tear stained lips as my core involuntarily got wetter for the creep with dirty hands.
"Mhmm, baby you like that? You like it don't you? That's why you don't fight us-" His voice had become husky and I turned my head upwards just in time to see a large shadow flip over us and land behind the creepy men.
"Men, I'm going to have to ask you to remove yourselves from the lady and walk away." His voice was thick, sweet and deep. It was like a light at the end of the tunnel of torture.
The second man turned letting my hand go and puffed up his chest in a lazy attempt to make himself more manly than he really was.
"Or what?" He challenged, just as drunk if not more so than the first guy. A large green hand reached from the shadows and grabbed the man by his shoulder pulling him away from me, the sound of metal crushing and a loud yelp indicated he was thrown into the opposite brick wall.
The man with his hand in my pants plunged two more of his fingers into my core causing me to yelp in pain and surprise. Suddenly the man was pulled away and thrown into the wall opposing me, instantly I reached down and re-zipped my jeans.
Taking a tentative step forward I watched my saviors shadow step further away.
"Are you alright ma'am?" He asked, his voice filled with worry and care.
"Um... Uh... I think so, thank... thank you. Can I look my hero in the eyes?" I ask, stuttering in uncertainty.
"I'll scare you... I don't want you to scream after... after what just happened ma'am." I stepped forward again and smiled slightly.
"I promise I won't scream," I whisper wiping stray tears from my cool cheeks. I watched at the shadow shifted then stepped forward.
The first thing I noticed was green, bright shades of scaled green skin. Then large hands with three fingers at the end of each, as my eyes traveled up his muscular figure I quickly came to the decision; he's a turtle.
A six-foot tall, English speaking, kickass turtle that wears pants and has two Japanese swords strapped to his shell.
Looking up at his eyes I found two beautiful blue orbs swirling with various shades and depths. His eyes were covered with a royal blue bandana, one that matched one of the shades entwined through his eyes.
As promised I didn't scream, nor did I run away. Instead I stepped forward reaching up and wrapping my savior in a tight hug. Resting my head in the crook of his neck I let out a small sob, the first of the experience. His arms carefully wrapped around my back before fully enveloping me in a hug, his head pressed into my (h/c) hair breathing deeply.
Pulling away I stepped back and smiled brightly before a small breeze flowed over my exposed stomach reminding me my entire front was still open for the public eye. Pulling my coat around my middle I shivered as the rain came to a sudden stop.
"What's your name? Or, um... what can I call you?" I ask awkwardly.
"Leonardo, but call me Leo."
"Well, thank you Leo. For saving me from those... creeps, I really appreciate it. I'll see you around yeah?" I smile again and turn around, ready to get home and take a hot shower to remove the traces of their fingertips.
"Wait! Let me take you home..." Leo grabbed my arm then waited for my name.
"(Y/n)."
"Let me take you home (y/n)." He smiled and I nodded. He grabbed my hand and began pulling me through the alleyways after I told him my address. Stepping down an alley I saw the side of my apartment building, surprisingly he picked me up bridal style and began leaping up the building till the top floor balcony where the doors to my bedroom sat.
Placing me back on my feet I leaned up and placed a soft kiss to his cheek, reaching over I opened the doors smiling as he blushed a deep red. Standing straight I smiled softly while wrapping my arms around my middle.
"Thank you, again, Leo. I'll um... see you again right?" I ask as he brushes a stand of wet hair behind my ear.
"Maybe, have a good night (y/n)." He whispered, a small smile playing with his lips.
Smiling softly I watched as he leapt off the balcony and ran over the rooftops, flipping and cheering as he went.
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