TMNT Reader Scenerios

Cheating by Teasing

(Michelangelo x Reader)

"Ah! Come. on!" you scream as you fling your head backwards making you face the ceiling of your living room.

Another 'Game Over' flashed upon your TV screen for the hundredth time tonight and you were becoming more and more of a rager because of it, so much that even your head was throbbing with a new headache. you were practicing your Mortal Kombat skills in the hardest mode of the career and you had gotten very far up the totem pole but the game glitches and causes you to fail miserably, ultimately ending up with you being beheaded in the famous fatality.

"Ugh. Why must this game be so freaking difficult!" you shout at the screen while getting up. You place the controller for the console on your coffee table as you walk by going towards your kitchen, for a snack.

you were waiting for your orange ninja to arrive for the small one-on-one you both had planned a couple weeks back and to be honest your confidence in that he would show was beginning to dwindle. he was suppose to have shown up around 7pm, now, it was getting close to 12am. You learned, throughout the relationship, that sometimes certain things, more like people, would interrupt your time with your spastic boyfriend, and so you just rolled with whatever came. this time, though, you wanted to actually get a whole night with him.

"Let's see." you mumble to yourself as you slowly walk to the refrigerator.

Opening the cool box you bend downward to look inside to see what kind of substance you could find to digest. Day-old left over Chinese food, spaghetti and meatballs and a couple more left-overs greeted you but none gave you the craving to eat them. So in turn you just huffed and decided to call for pizza before shutting the cooler portals door. He wouldn't mind eating pizza, no, he loves pizza so much that he eats it majority of the time he's home with you. sometimes you wonder where all the pizza goes on his body because even though he can throw back around three large pizzas on his own they never show on him.

"It's gotta be the training and such." you say to yourself grabbing your phone off the counter. "If i even look at a slice i gain five pounds." you groan into the hand-held device.

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"Oh man. Oh man!" Michelangelo yells out to himself as he runs exceedingly fast across the rooftops of New York.

He was soo late and man was he scared that you were going to be upset. Nothing could be worse than you being upset because when you weren't happy he wasn't. And he's noticed your unhappiness, the past weeks, for all the time he's missed and the cause ranged from the extra training that his older brother has been making him do to the spastic Foot Clan activity. He just couldn't catch a break even if he tried; but tonight, he cleared everything with his father and brothers that he was not going to partake in anything that could potentially take him away from you. He was just too determined to snuggle up and munch on popcorn and gummy bears while watching a good movie with you to miss anymore time.

after a couple more minutes of running and epic flips through the air he was on top of right building that he needed to be in yesterday. taking a quick look around the edges to make sure it was safe he quickly crawled down the fire escape to the first window.

"Man. i am soo dead." he says to no one as his right hand tapped quite loudly on the glass pane alerting you that he was there.

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"Hah! In your face Mikey!!" you cheer dancing in victory with your hips moving side to side along with your arms flailing around as you're humming a victory tune.

Mikey was laying on his shell with his hands covering his face. he lost. and this was the fourth time in the six matches you both played. he couldn't figure out what was making him lose his concentration because he was the supreme video game champion at home, no one could beat him not even his tech-wizard of a brother and yet his girlfriend had easily just mopped the floor with him.

Groaning and chuckling, Mikey sits up ending his little tantrum but as he reached up to grab onto the couch for leverage to stand, he catches sight of you bending over to choose the next game. he freezes your bottom was in the air swaying side to side as you tried to choose between Super Smash Bro., Dragon Wars and others. you hum to yourself in a carefree tone as you looked further into your collection not knowing what you were causing behind you.

unbeknownst to you, he had began to blush and slightly sweat as he could see the tone muscles flex in your thighs of your sweat pants with each swish your hips made, leading from the soft flesh of your bottom to the round calves hiding behind the taut grey fabric. he wanted to keep up with the currents events and continue the sweet night but if he was going to even think of finishing this date on efficient means he had to stop dreaming of your body, which in his case was very very hard to do. he even found himself begging to emit a deep rumble in his chest the longer he stared at you. this caught your attention because you didn't own a cat.

"Mikey?" you ask standing up with two games in your hands while looking around the room standing stationary in your spot.

"Y-Yeah?" he asks in a slightly high pitched stuttering voice.

you look back at the male to see him hugging his legs to his chest and a very large blush upon his adorable face. The sight makes you giggle because he only sat that way when you were accidentally turning the turtle on and he didn't want to seem like a pervert. he was so sweet for thinking about your feelings but sometimes, especially now, this wasn't the case for you. you held no thought of him as you stared at his flushed cheeks and hearing his deep churring because this gave you an extremely devious idea, you were going to see if you could use this distraction to your advantage in further winning the contest between you two. it was indeed an awful idea but what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him, besides he owed you for all the time he missed out with you. putting on your most seductive act you could muster you slowly make your way to his side after putting in the Smash bro. game.

"Oh Mikey." you pout looking at him with concerned eyes, " You look soo tense, would you mind if i gave you a quick massage before our next match?" you ask making him turn crimson even further as he quickly shakes his head at your advances.

'This is going to be soo easy,' you thought as you began to let your hands roam the green skin of your lover as an evil grin played out on your lips.

Indeed it was because two lonely controllers were left together on the floor in the living room.

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uhm.. well.

We're sorry for the slight hiatus of this story book. We've kinda ran into some life problems through out the past month adn everything went down hill for a bt but everything is sorrta better now, but this will have to have time to fix everything.

We hope your enjoying this book because we're really trying to make this at least some what presentable to you and if it isnt we apologise. we've been trying to stay out of being the type of writers who bombard readers with the wordy a/n at the ends of chapters but it's kinda making us feel like we're being too cold towards you. we're sorry.

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