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Donatello had explained to the family how turtles are territorial by nature. While Leonardo could see the tendency in each of them, none more so than his second-in-command.
Who also happened to be his mate.
Which meant that he was even more familiar with how territorial Raphael was. Including when they were forced to move.
Especially when they had to change lairs.
Ever since they got together, he would mark various spaces with a ferocity only matched by the passionate way he marked his lover.
Although a few spots he felt a touch guilty about succumbing to the seduction in, he could not dispute the Hothead was effective in making the trysts exciting enough that his arousal exceeded his sense of decorum.
He loved him, including the ways he pushed and pulled him out of his comfort zones—for better or worse. As long as the matter stayed private between the two of them.
Apparently, he noted with a frown, he should have added the stipulation that he did not boast about certain experiences even between the two of them…
It started when he was steeping his morning tea, gently lifting the bag out of the hot water, when he felt warm breath breathing down his neck. Instinctively he tilted his head just slightly to expose his neck. But instead of a bite, he received only a lick from his collarbone up to his jaw.
“Mmm… morning, Fearless,” he whispered.
“Morning, Hothead,” he smiled, not turning around as his eyes were closed. He stood there, resisting the urge to react to the sensual feel of the other’s tongue.
“Ya know the best meal I ever had here in this kitchen?” He paused only briefly before he continued. “Ya spread out on the table that one—”
“Okay! That’s enough!” Leo startled, nearly dropping his cup and spilling some of his tea on the saucer. He looked around to ensure no one was nearby and shot the other a disapproving look. His response was to just chuckle before slapping him on the backside and walking away.
He retreated to the dojo where he finished his tea before setting up for morning meditation. It took him some time to calm himself after the interaction in the kitchen, but minutes later his breath was steady and his thoughts focused on the training he was to lead after breakfast.
“Remember the time I fucked ya on the dojo floor? That was hot!”
Leo startled at the deep voice in his ear once again, chastising himself for being so focused on trying to focus that he didn’t notice his mate sneaking up on him.
“Let me meditate in peace!” he snapped, his irritation increasing as the other’s response was to just chuckle once more and walk away.
At least breakfast was uneventful—Raphael may be the strongest but hell hath no fury as a Michelangelo who finds out his kitchen was disrespected. Training was the usual amount of teasing touches while sparring—again, his lover knew his limits when around their Sensei.
But that is nothing when their younger brothers call dibs on the shower first and their father excuses himself to watch his shows, leaving the two older ones alone. In moments the brawler had his leader pressed against Splinter’s quarters, the latter still having a grasp on his surroundings.
“Raph!” he hissed.
“Come on, Leo,” he teased. “Don’t act like we ain’t been here too!”
“We,” he struggled trying to push the other off, “did not have sex in our Sensei’s room!”
“We didn’t have intercourse here, ya forget me using my mouth on ya ain’t still sex?”
“Either way, that was absolutely disrespectful to—”
“Yeah yeah, we ain’t leave a mess. Or do I need ta remind ya how well I cleaned ya up?”
Just as Leonardo blushed profusely, sure he was going to burst into flames of humiliation, the other lifted off him and he took a gulp of air from the lack of body heat pressed against his before he felt himself pulled back so that they were plastron-to-plastron.
“Don’t matter all the katas we learn or how much weight I can bench press, my best workout is always ya,” he leered. His head hazy with lust, the leader made the mistake of glancing through the room to where the weight bench was.
Okay, that was actually a really exhilarating combination of physical exertion with some risk of exhibition… Not having access to a full gym, Raphael had adapted as much as he could to working out as many muscle groups as possible with what he did have available. Without a doubt that resourcefulness led itself to some of the creativity he demonstrated every time he was the one being bench pressed…
Unable to stop the soft whine that escaped him, he felt himself led out of the training room.
“Our turn fer the showers, let’s get ya cooled off,” he smirked and the other didn’t even care how smug he looked about it. The only thing hotter than the water cascading along his scales and shell was always the limbs wrapped around his body and the appendage thrusting inside him. Shower sex stopped being a secret once they came out to their family, but it was no less enjoyable the last time as it was the first time nor did copulating during a bubble bath or even afterwards on the countertops—at least, as long as he didn’t think about the time their younger brothers were less discreet and could be heard over the running water.
“Ya remember the time we got stuck overhearing the other two in here?”
“What?” Leo asked incredulously. “You’ve been riling me up all morning, are you trying to get me out of the mood all of a sudden?” Again that smug smirk, this time pressed against his lips which didn’t move from expressing his irritation.
“Not at all! Was just thinking how we got our revenge—”
“Raph, no!” Leo held his hands up and shook them side-to-side to encourage him to stop. Instead, his wrists were grabbed and pressed against the wall. “Raph, really, you don’t have to—” His words were swallowed up in a wet kiss under the spray for some moments before the other pulled away.
“Ya shouldn’t feel too bad considering I tricked ya going into their rooms. Then again,” his eyes glistened with a mischievous smirk. “I didn’t see ya leaving once ya realized where we were neither.” Leo growled in frustration.
“You can’t just expect me to step out in the hallway in a… compromised position.”
“Oh ya were definitely in a compromised position all right!” he smiled. “Mikey even thanked us fer changing the sheets!”
“Because you told him you were doing laundry and left out the part about what happened AFTER the sheets were changed!”
“Still cleaner than the way I found ‘em,” he shrugged. “And Donnie’s computer chair…”
“Raph,” the eldest groaned. “Please…”
“Yeah that’s what I remember ya saying too! Glad ya remembered! Anyway…” he pressed against him closer. “His bedroom computer chair is way more comfortable than the ones in his lab. We had ta move ta the med cot before we broke one of ‘em!”
“Why are you like this?”
“Why do ya let me be like this?”
Leonardo didn’t reply since they both knew that Raphael already knew the answer to both questions.
After their shower then sex then shower again were complete, the younger of the two turned the water off. The brawler then grabbed a towel and began drying his leader off lovingly, kissing each spot afterwards. He escorted them to Leo’s room, guiding him gently on the bed and under the covers.
“What about ya?”
“What about me?”
“Tell me some of yer favorite times here.” Leo smiled softly at his lover. Behind the sexual question was sentimentality and he was quite relaxed from their shower.
“Well, it wasn’t the time your hammock broke on us, that’s for sure!” he grinned.
“Speak fer yourself, it was a noble sacrifice,” the other replied playfully.
“Or the time you asked me to help in the garage and I ended up covered in grease,” he playfully shoved the other. “I should have known it was a setup!”
“Ya know I like ya down and dirty.”
“Speaking of down… that time I finally gave in and went on a joyride with you on your motorcycle only for you to take me somewhere and tie me down to it so you could have your way with me.”
“If ya only knew how long I’d been fantasizing that!”
“You could have turned it off! I felt phantom vibrations in my tail for a week!”
“I planned ta actually but heat of the moment it seemed sexier ta have more than just my motor running!” he teased. “Besides, ya seemed ta like that time in the Battle Shell a lot.” Leo blushed.
“That… was a lot more discreet.”
“We were out in the middle of the country on the way ta the farmhouse.”
“It was just the two of us!” he protested.
“Yeah, the two of us inside… then the great outdoors in the field we parked by! Pretty sure we woke up some squirrels in that tree I darn near had ya climbing. Speaking of the farmhouse—”
“Let’s not.”
“The lake… the porch swing—”
“That we broke,” Leo facepalmed.
“It was old and needed replaced,” Raph shrugged. “Kitchen, shower, each of the bedrooms, living room of course…”
“I do enjoy sleeping in front of the fireplace,” the eldest conceded wistfully.
“Then all the stuff we got into at the barn…”
“Ohmigoodness, the barn!” he agreed longingly. Without realizing it, he leaned his neck to the side. Wasting no time, the other accepted the open invitation, ravenously biting and sucked at the jade-green skin before him. After a couple of minutes he spoke, the sound a bit muffled with his teeth still on scales.
“Remember the bonfire we were supposed ta stay behind ta put out after everyone went inside?”
“Not our fault there was still some chocolate and marshmallows left…”
“Ya mean the ones ya hid from Mikey?”
“I told you all to watch the graham crackers,” he grinned.
“That one ya favorite?”
“Well, I am pretty fond of the time on the couch…”
“Which one?” the other grinned.
“The first time, when the other two were on their first week anniversary date.” Raph paused as he thought back.
“We went upstairs ta yer room, all we did that night on the couch was talk and kiss.”
“Our first kiss,” the blue ninja corrected.
“Yeah,” the red ninja nodded, running the back of his fingers along the other’s cheek. “We did pretty good our first time fer both actually.”
“Guess some things just come natural to us…” he breathed.
“Well, it was a long time coming fer sure,” he nodded with a whisper.
“Those will always be special to me, but I think my favorite time…” he paused thoughtfully.
“Yeah?” Raph asked, eagerly waiting.
“My favorite time so far is probably going to be right now,” Leo answered as he drew his lover into a deep passionate kiss.
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