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“No way! You wouldn’t dare!” Casey Jones laughed, crushing the empty can in his hand before reaching for another.
“Dare nothing! I will slap the ass I tap whenever I want ta!” Raphael smirked, swiping the can the other was about to grab.
“Asshole,” the human retorted, snatching the beer in the turtle’s hand even though there was still another left. “Leo would never let you get away with that!”
“Ya think so? Then how do ya explain me getting the workout I wanted instead of being stuck doing meditation the other day during training?” he leered.
“I guess if you’d rather do ten flips instead of sitting with your eyes closed,” he chuckled as he popped open the tab.
“The only thing getting flipped is Leo on his back—and front!”
“Ack,” Casey choked. “TMI, dude!”
“What? Ya know we fuck now, what’s the big deal?”
“I don’t need a visual!”
Raphael snickered as he finished his drink and smashed the can before grabbing the last one. The two friends sat there for some time before one finally spoke up.
“Well, guy… better get home to the little lady and her mom,” Casey grinned.
“Tell ‘em I say hi.”
“Will do, Raph. Tell the guys I say hi, too.”
“Got it. Ya still coming over fer movie night?”
“Wouldn’t miss it.”
“Good, ya can watch me win our little bet then.”
“Yeah, whatever!” he laughed as the two parted ways until a few nights later…
~*~*~*~*~
“My favorite humans!” Michelangelo exclaimed, running towards April and Casey to give them a hug before leaning down to kiss Shadow on the top of her head. The other three turtles approached right behind him, Leonardo reaching out for Shadow so April could hug Donatello while Raphael and Casey clasped hands for a moment. They all stood around chatting and catching up for a bit before the brawler nodded at his vigilante friend. The man looked confused for a moment as he watched him step aside, all too late realizing what was about to happen…
Instinctively, the other two turtles seemed to sense what was about to occur and both sighed simultaneously—only a moment too late for the oldest to notice as he was preoccupied with the infant in his arms.
A familiar sound echoed loudly as the eldest felt the right side of the area underneath his shell sting sharply… Silently he straightened his posture, turning slowly to face his hothead brother with his own simmering rage.
“I’m holding the baby!” he hissed.
“Exactly, couldn’t be safer than in the arms of a ninja master,” he grinned before faltering as he received a glare from April. “Uh… well, second safest.”
“Gee, thanks,” Casey deadpanned.
“Yer welcome. Now, wasn’t that a bet worth losing?”
“A bet?” Leo drawled out in disbelief, turning to hand Shadow back to April. “Excuse us…” he said quietly before speaking up. “Raphael. Room. NOW.”
“Eh, Leo… we got company, wouldn’t want ta be rude or noth—" His words froze at the heated look he received. “On second thought, y’all go ahead and start dinner without us.” Without another word, the leader followed behind his second-in-command upstairs.
Once in their room, he closed the door behind him while his expression remained stoic.
“I don’t protest when it’s just the two of us,” the blue-banded turtle began. “I’ve expressed that I prefer to minimize those sort of PDAs in front of our brothers…” He paused, taking a deep breath. “Perhaps, especially after the incident in the dojo, I have been too lenient with your antics lately.”
“More like ya too leen into it!” the other smiled.
“I won’t profess to understand what possesses you to talk about such private things openly with others—”
“Ain’t ‘others’—it’s only Casey!”
“But making a bet of such… untoward behavior in the company of others—”
“They’re our friends, Leo! It ain’t like I’m showing off in front of the Foot!”
“April doesn’t need to see that. Worse, I was holding the baby! What if I dropped her?” he lamented.
“Hey,” Raphael walked over to Leonardo, carefully wrapping his arms over the other. “Ya would never! Heck, I’ve seen ya step on a landmine and not flinch.”
“That was so stupid of me,” he muttered.
“I didn’t bring it up fer ya ta feel bad. I’m just saying… If something like that ain’t shake ya, then nothing gonna throw off a ninja master.”
“Do you really not respect me that much?”
“What?” Raph pulled back in shock, staring at Leo in his outstretched arms. “I respect the fuck outta ya! It’s not my fault ya so hot I can’t keep my hands off ya!”
Seeing the doubtful look on his lover’s face, Raphael pulled Leonardo closer. He began rubbing his hands on the back of his shell as they stood there for a few minutes before he guided the other to their bed to lay down.
“Look…” the baritone voice spoke softly. “I might be a dumbass, but the smartest thing I did was fall fer yer hot ass.”
“Eloquent as usual,” the other huffed quietly.
“If ya wanted fancy words, ya hooked up with the wrong brother,” he teased softly, caressing the jade cheek in front of him. “Ain’t never gonna be a time I don’t want ta be with ya, which is why I can make drunk bets about this sorta thing because I’ll use any excuse anytime ta put my hands on ya…”
“You should feel at least a little bit embarrassed in front of April—”
“Got no shame when it comes ta ya,” he shrugged.
“You can’t act that way when Shadow gets older!” he protested.
“Why can’t I do the same things ta ya that her dad does ta her mom in front of her?” Not having an answer to the question, the other laid there quietly.
“I was so angry,” he sighed. “I fully intended to yell at you to finish the job so you’d behave during the rest of their visit, even though it feels really weird to—you know…”
“They already know we—”
“I know, but… not while they’re here! But now they’re just going to think we are anyway.”
“Then let me finish the job,” Raph murmured, leaning into Leo’s neck.
“They’re already eating dinner! We’re supposed to all watch a movie together and—” Leo winced, feeling a familiar twinge of feeling that was both painful and arousing as Raph began nibbling on his neck.
“We got plenty of time before the movie starts,” he growled. “Ya seen them feed the baby—it takes forever and she still gets most of the food on her than in her, so then they gotta clean up everything…”
“Mmph, all the more reason we should—ah—should be down there to help…”
“They got their other uncles there,” he quietly argued back. “We’ll make it up ta them and babysit so they can have a date night or whatever human parents do when they’re free of their kids.” He paused, tilting his head curiously. “Probably make more babies,” he snickered as Leo punched him.
“I don’t need a visual!”
“That’s what Case said when I talked about us having our own baby-making time,” he smirked.
“We can’t ‘make babies’ you idiot.”
“Ain’t gonna stop me from trying,” he smiled, leaning forward and capturing the other’s mouth in a long and passionate kiss…
“I’m still mad at you,” Leo reminded.
“Good, means ya ain’t gonna forget ta punish me,” Raph joked.
“You’re not supposed to enjoy punishment,” the older of the two smirked.
“Says the masochist to the sadist,” the other chuckled.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he deadpanned before leaning forward and experimentally biting at the soft nape of the emerald neck. Encouraged by an enticed moan, he trailed his mouth along the collarbone to bite harder on an emerald shoulder.
“Ya can do better than that,” his mate challenged.
“Is that what you want?” he huffed, his warm breath caressing over the indents of his own teeth.
“Ain’t ya promised ta punish me?” Before his lover could reply, he once again slapped the right side of the area underneath his shell. Pleased at the slight gasp, he smiled. “Lil’ reminder if ya forgot fer what…”
~*~*~*~*~
After going to the kitchen to make their plates, the two older turtles went to the living room and sat down.
“Hope you weren’t waiting for us.”
“Actually, we just sat down a few minutes ago,” Donatello explained.
“Yeah, apparently little Shadow is learning about permanent objects,” Michelangelo added.
“Object permeance,” the genius smiled. “In other words, Mikey had to clean the floor.”
“Did she get enough to eat?” Leo asked April with some concern.
“She’s fine,” the mom smiled reassuringly. “She usually eats how much she wants before she starts playing with whatever food is left.”
“Sorry to miss out, we’ll make it up to you and babysit some time.” April smiled at Leonardo while Casey couldn’t help but stare at the bite marks on Raphael. It was obvious they had been harsh enough to break skin and yet his friend sat there eating as if nothing was amiss…
“You, uh, got some—”
“It’s a turtle thing,” the brawler interrupted. “Ya wouldn’t understand.”
“Dude, we’re turtles and we still don’t understand you two!” Donnie giggled at Mikey’s retort as he grabbed the remote.
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