natzic-2014 - Tumblr blog

natzic-2014 · 4 hours

Note

You know I'm asking right away! Excited and bouncing in my chair...I want:

36. "That's unfair. You know I can't resist when you look at me like that."

41. "Oh, god, do that again."

46. "How're we gonna explain this?"

Setting: Vern's apartment during Halloween party with waaayyyyy too many cops and people around. (Cuz I think it would be fun to see what type of costume you'd chose and the level of difficulty with a crowd adds to the spice)

Turtle: Donnie...of course...hello!

Female counter part...because I'm a thirsty bitch who can't get enough

Anything for you babe! I love a challenge! 😈

Warning: Language and NSFW 18+ only

"How're we gonna explain this?" you giggled, surveying the damage.

Donnie considered the possibilities and narrowed it down to the most simple conclusion.

“We don’t.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Halloween, your favorite holiday, was here and it was going to be even better this year because you got to spend it with your handsome boyfriend. Vern was hosting a party at his apartment with half the NYPD, and Donatello and his brothers were also invited. You had wracked your brain trying to choose the perfect costume to match Donnie and now that you were checking your reflection in your full length mirror, you were certain you made the right choice. Donnie was going to swallow his tongue when he saw you.

Speaking of the devil, your phone dinged with a text letting you know he was outside your building. With one last look in the mirror, you locked up your apartment and headed down to meet your beau. A low whistle signaled that you had been spotted by the tall terrapin. Opening the passenger door of the garbage truck, you did a little twirl for him before climbing in. Maybe it was a little cliché, but when Donnie informed you he was dressing up as a mad scientist, you decided to be his sexy assistant. Short little pencil skirt, a tailored button-down shirt that exposed a fair amount of skin, a lab jacket, and a pair of stiletto heels that made your legs look incredible. A pair of nerdy glasses completed the ensemble.

You had barely sat your ass in the passenger seat when a hand wrapped itself around the back of your neck, and pulled you in for a sizzling kiss. Donnie pulled away, his eyes surveying where the skirt had ridden up. He bit his bottom lip and growled. Just the sort of reaction you were hoping for. He laid a hand high on your thigh, and you crossed your legs. When he turned a pouty face to you, you shook a finger at him.

“Uh, uh, uh Dr. Donniestein. We’re going to be late for the party.”

Donnie grumbled under his breath, “Stupid Vern, always a cock blocker.”

You nearly snorted with laughter. With another huff, Donnie pulled into traffic and headed to Vern’s apartment. The place was teeming with cops and a few city officials that knew about the turtles, but tonight, everyone was in costume and drinks were flowing. You quickly spotted the other brothers and made your way through the crowd. Leo had opted for a very traditional looking samurai costume, no surprise there. Raph, being mean, green, and massive, chose the Hulk as his costume. Ladies were posing with the big behemoth and he was grinning from ear to ear. Mikey looked like a total creeper, with a huge fake handlebar mustache, and wearing a sign around his neck advertising ‘Free Mustache Rides.’ You rolled your eyes at him, before spotting April and Casey, or Lara Croft and Indiana Jones.

“Nice costumes, guys!” you exclaimed. “Hey, is that whip for later?”

Casey winked suggestively while April smacked his chest. “Yeah, but I’m tying him up for a flogging,” she snickered.

Donnie chortled, then spotted Vern trying to talk up some of the female cops. “Ugh.”

“Come on, he’s the host. Let’s at least say hello.” you grabbed his hand and pulled him over. He went rather reluctantly, but greeted Vern cordially. However, when Vern whistled and gave you a once-over, Donnie’s hackles raised and you saw anger flash in his eyes. Muttering an excuse to the former cameraman, you steered Donnie away and down the hall. Taking him through the last door at the end, you pushed him through and locked it behind you.

You turned on a lamp by the door and realized this was Vern’s home office/shrine to himself. There was a massive painting on the wall behind his desk, of him with ‘falcon’ wings. You couldn’t help the fit of laughter that bubbled out. Donnie still looked pissed for a moment, then joined your amusement.

“What a moron,” he chuckled, wiping an eye.

“Yes, and not worth your time to get jealous,” you added. You walked around the room, picking up different odds and ends and setting them back backwards and upside down. Donnie was grinning at your antics. Looking over that massive, shiny black desk in the middle of the room, you got the best idea. You swept your arm across the top, knocking off the paper, pens and framed photos of Vern that littered the top.

“What are you doing?” Donnie asked, alarmed.

You climbed up on the top, crossed you legs, and unfastened another button in your shirt. The lacy edges of your lavender bra peeked out. The look in your eyes was pure challenge. Donnie felt his blood heat up.

“What does it look like I’m doing?” you purred. “I have a theory, Dr. Donnie. I think if I start removing articles of clothing, it’ll cause a physical reaction in your body.”

You slipped your lab coat off your shoulders and spread it behind you to have something to lay on. Donnie stared at you silently for a minute.

“There is a houseful of people here. It’s not even our place! I don’t know if-“ Donnie babbled on nervously.

“Aw, babe. You aren’t going to let Vern and his little party stop us, are you? That ‘cock blocker?’” you widened your eyes and pouted your lips.

“Fuck.” Donnie yanked off his own lab coat and laid it atop yours for extra cushion.

“That’s unfair. You know I can’t resist when you look at me like that.”

You smirked, knowing you had won, like usual. Then a feral gleam came into his eyes. Excitement wet your panties and sent your heart racing. He leaned close to your ear, hot breath giving you shivers.

“I hope you know what you just asked for,” he growled low, “You’ve heard of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde? Well, Dr. Donnie is gone and Hyde has nothing on me.”

Oh dear lord, you could cum just from that. Donnie whispered as he felt your pulse, “Heart rate elevated, breathing heavier, skin flushed, the subject appears to be entering early stages of arousal. I bet if I check, her nipples will be hard and her cunt will be dripping.”

You swallowed hard and sassed back, “Doctors don’t refer to it as a cunt.”

“I told you Dr. Donnie isn’t here, darling.”

Fifteen minutes later, you were both naked, and Donnie decided the desk was strong enough to hold both of you. He was hovering over you, in one of your all’s favorite positions, sixty-nine. You swallowed as much of his loooong cock as you could, sucking strongly and digging your nails into his muscled thighs. Sloppy, wet sounds filled the room as he was licking fervently at your pussy, punctuated by the odd moan or churr. The music from the party was still thumping faintly and a few times the door handle jangled (someone looking for a bathroom), but neither of you cared. Feeling that beautiful tightening below, you moaned loudly around his length and tapping his leg to signal your oncoming orgasm. Donnie just licked faster and firmer, flicking your clit with the tip of his incredible tongue and sucking the engorged nub until you stiffened your legs and arched your back.

Donnie pulled his cock from your mouth with a mission. Climbing down, he lifted your still trembling body into his arms, turned to the wall, and pressed you against the giant painting of Vern ‘the Falcon’ Fenwick. Before you could protest, his cock was driving into you with a sharp staccato rhythm and his mouth was ravaging yours. Tasting yourself on his lips turned you on even more and you bucked your hips to increase the friction. The deep churrs coming from your mild-mannered nerd rivaled his much larger brother in red and you would be lying if you said it didn’t just punch you in the gut with pure, primal lust. Knowing you were two were violating Vern’s sacred room in the nastiest way added to the allure.

“Ahhh, more, Donnie! I need-fuck!”

You struggled to articulate words and sentences, and decided that actions spoke louder anyway. Snapping your head forward, you found the spot where his neck and collarbone met, and bit down hard. The bellow that left his throat made your walls clench around him and his hips stuttered.

“Oh, god, do that again.” he panted.

You licked your lips and bit again in the same spot. His hands slammed your hips back against the painting, and you heard the rip in the canvas, but couldn’t be bothered to care because right this second, Donnie was rearranging your insides with manic glee. The choked moans pouring out of you did nothing to mask the sound of his hips smacking yours ferociously.

When your release crashed over you this time, you wailed, slamming your head back and ripping the fabric of the canvas even further. Donnie followed soon after, pumping every drop deep inside your pulsing heat. A flurry of curse words spat from his lips as he lapped at your sweaty neck. Breathing was labored as you both came started coming down from the endorphins.

As you each pulled on your clothes, the array of broken items littering the floor was surprising. Apparently, the furniture shook enough from your naughty little escapade to know quite a few of those odds and ends to the floor. The painting of Vern was pretty much destroyed. After a quick discussion, you both exited the room and headed back to the party. There was an awkward moment when Vern passed you guys in the hallway, with a pretty little blonde on his arm.

“Yes, I had it commissioned just last year. Cost a small fortune. It’s back here in my office,” he boasted, giving you two a thumbs up behind his back.

Donnie glanced to you with a shit-eating grin which you returned. You heard the second Vern opened the door and flicked on the light. “What the fu-DONNIE!!!”

“I’d say the experiment was a rousing success.” you giggled.

“Yes, I agree,” he nodded, his gait picking up speed at the sound of footsteps rapidly approaching from behind.

“I think we’ve worn out our welcome,” you started, as Donnie grabbed your hand.

“Yeah, yeah, RUN!!”

504 notes · View notes

natzic-2014 · 7 hours

Note

I’ve reacntly just read your “kisses and kips” and I freaking loved it! But I was wondering what if reader reacted differently after the line “Y/n, I'm perfectly capable of determining what I do or don't need. Just go to bed, I'll be there soon.”

As someone who doesn’t really handle “getting in the way” of someone else’s business very well, is terrified if they are bothering someone, specially a special someone (like an s/o) I’d froze up after that line, even if his tone isn’t directly at reader per say, I know I’d probably closed off to the point of leaving and sleeping back to my place out of fear I’ve made Donnie upset and getting in his way. Do you mind making a scenario out off this reaction? If not, you can ignore this request

Thank you!

First request, LET'S GOOOO!!

Me too - I hate the thought of even potentially being a bother😭

Hope you enjoy!

Original

Kisses and Kips - Alternate Version: Donatello x F! Reader

"Donnieeeeee~" You pull at the side of the doorframe, swinging yourself in and out of the lab as you draw out his name.

He had told you he'd join you in bed an hour ago under the guise of "5 more minutes." You get why he is working so hard; you do. With the recent uptick of Foot Clan activity, he needed to get the truck up and running again as soon as possible, but goddamn it- you just want to cuddle your boyfriend. You don't think it's too big of an ask, especially considering he's been working on that damn gadget for days now with little to no breaks.

With a sigh and light shake of his head, Donnie sets down his soldering iron. "Yes, love?"

You can hear the edge to his voice, strained from disuse and tilted with frustration. He slips his glasses off to pinch between his eyes, exhaustion clear on his face.

"Come to bed?"

He slips his glasses back on and swivels back to his work. "I can't. I need to finish this."

You let go of the frame and walk over to him. "You've been up over 48 hours, you're clearly exhausted, and you need rest - even if just for a little bit."

"Y/n, I'm perfectly capable of determining what I do or don't need. Just go to bed, I'll be there soon." You know he's not upset with you, but his sharp tone makes your heart drop; you can feel your stomach turning sour and your mouth going dry.

"Oh." You swallow, feeling your eyes start to prick with the threat of tears. Your voice comes out in a whisper as you turn to leave the lab, "okay..."

You know it's stupid, that he's been frustrated with the truck, and you shouldn't take it personally, but logic doesn't quell the small voice in the back of your mind whispering that he's upset with you and that you're smothering him. You calmly walk back to his room, ready to hide your tears in your pillow.

It's hours later when Donatello decides to come to bed. The first rays of sun are surely starting to peak over New York's surface, but all he can think about is you.

He knows he was harsh; he knows that you didn't deserve the cutting tone when you were simply expressing your concern for his well-being. He has just been so frustrated with the truck - the nunchucks are sticking and he can't figure out why despite taking them apart three times now, and the grill won't properly shut after shooting manhole covers. Not to mention the various other upgrades that he's itching to start but can't until the main problems are fixed.

He refuses to use that as an excuse, though. You're not his verbal punching bag that he can toss attitude at whenever he's inconvenienced.

So, as much as he hates to wake you, he refuses to go to bed without apologizing.

His heart breaks when his sits on the edge of the bed and looks at your sleeping face. Dried tear tracks streak your face as you grip his pillow.

Reaching a hand out, Donnie gently shakes your shoulder. "Y/n... Honey, please wake up?"

After a few coaxes and prods, you finally stir - slightly curling into yourself before stretching back out. "Dee?" You mutter, eyes slowly blinking open. "What time is it?"

"It's still early," he replies easily, moving his hand to lightly trace his thumb along your cheekbone. "I just didn't want to sleep without telling you that I'm sorry. I was upset because one of the circuit boards was giving me trouble, but I shouldn't have snapped at you; I'm sorry, love..."

"It's okay," you say, scooting closer to drape your arm over his lap, lightly nuzzling your face into his side.

"It's not," Donatello pulls from your hold just long enough to properly lay next to you before pulling you back against his plastron. "You didn't deserve to be yelled at just because I was annoyed."

His hand splays out on your back, rubbing up and down it as he buries his face in your hair.

He feels the soft press of your lips to his collar before your muffled voice mumbles, "Well, I forgive you," against his skin.

255 notes · View notes

natzic-2014 · 7 hours

Text

Rando #4 NSFW

Okokok

In the 2014 movie, when April finds the tapes of the premutated turtles, it's pretty clear that the boys are red-eared sliders (at least in the lab, ik they're kind of a mashup of different turtles post-mutation, just go with it for this).

Red-eared sliders have a dick that's 30-40% the length of their body - stay with me.

So um... the boys, right?🥲

Mikey is 5'7", Leo 6'4", Raph 6'6", and Donnie 6'8" (according to google)

Converting that to inches:

Mikey 67", Leo 74", Raph 76", and Donnie 78"

Now let's do some math:

30% of 67= 20.1; 40%=26.8

30% of 74= 22.2; 40%=29.6

30% of 76=22.8; 40%=30.4

30% of 78=23.4; 40% =31.2

Mikey's shlong= 20.1 inches to 26.8 inches

Leo's= 22.2 inches to 29.6 inches

Raph's= 22.8 inches to 30.4 inches

Donnie's= 23.4 inches to 31.2 inches

Converting that to the metric system:

51.05cm - 68.07cm

56.38cm - 75.18cm

57.91cm - 77.21cm

59.43cm - 79.24cm

Let's just say "ouch"👁👄👁

284 notes · View notes

natzic-2014 · 7 hours

Text

{💜Cursed Knowledge💜}

Donnie is preciousness embodied. That's it, that's the trigger warning.

No secret that Donnie and reader where close friends. More than he was than April or closer to any of his brothers. They shared everything ever since they met. No specific reason, other than they enjoyed each others presence. Science geek who rambles, and a clueless motherfucker who doesn't understand yet listens anyway.

Best duo the gods could have possibly created. The brothers knew this, everyone knew this. It became a running joke that if one of them wasn't around, the other wasn't either. And if they were, 'Where's you friend?', or in some cases, "Where's that one kid?"

It wasn't something that bothered Donnie, just that the repetition became overbearing at a certain point so he would just ignore the person who said it the most recent. Expect for Splinter, who had special privileges on the joke.

However one day, reader had not come down to the lair like usual, and didn't come around for the following week. Just as the turtles were gonna go search for her, she showed up and explained that work had been a pain and she didn't have the energy to come around. A fair reason to avoid social interaction, except Donnie didn't think so. It's a common theme with reader that despite being told to go to sleep and take care of herself, she would be stubborn and still make time for the turtles. Specifically him.

He tried mentioning it to the others but they either ignored him, or said that he was just sad his girlfriend didn't make time for him like always. Which, wasn't true. They weren't dating, but that didn't stop Don from getting embarrassed and retreat to his lab in defeat. At some point, Leo had caught onto what Donnie was saying.

"She's eating less than before Leo! She normally eats like she's alone at home and binge watching The Office!-" While ridiculous and humorous reasoning, his genius brother wasn't wrong. Reader had no shame before in eating the amount she wanted. Usually a lot, and due to metabolism, and her taller than average height by a few inches, she rarely gained weight.

Now she began claiming that she was full or had eaten before hand. Sometimes just flat out said she wasn't hungry. She began to look more exhausted too. Normally looking a decent amount of tired from working three twelves at a warehouse and gaining more than plenty for a small one bedroom apartment in New York.

"Hey Don, have you seen reader?" Mikey asked barging into the lab with a gaming controller in one hand. Raph came in the room right after and took note of the serious air.

"What's going on?"

"Donnie thinks somethings wrong with reader."

"This is news? She likes pineapple on pizza." While Mikey looked at his brother baffled.

"Hey! I'm a key defender of that preference!"

"Thought you didn't have one?"

"Not like that, meathead!" rolling his eyes Donnie stood up.

"Listen, she's not acting like normal. At least her style of normal. It's making me worried. I mean, when's the last time she actually sat down with Mikey to play video games. That's why you came in right?" the turtles nodded and began to think. If Donnie was right, they'd have to corner reader and make sure she didn't get defensive.

"How do we find out what's up?" Mikey asked. Making a reasonable question that should have been the first step to finding out what the problem was. Donnie sighed and hung his head.

"No clue, anytime I try to ask about her she shuts me down and tries to ask about my projects."

"That's bad?" Raph questioned, surprised his nerdy brother didn't want someone to ask him about his work.

"No, but our talks normally weren't about specifics. It was more just random occurrences."

While the conversation was going on, Leo had begun walking around in the room trying to think when his eye caught a glance of a shine near the edge of a leg of one of Donnie's tables. Going up to it and grabbing it, he realized it was a mini camera.

"Hey Don, is this yours?" he asked already showing worry.

Donnie looked over to his older brother and saw what he was holding. Going over to inspect it, he became confused.

"No, that's not mine. Guys?" he asked his other brothers but they shook their heads. Then Leo crushed it, making the other three jump a little at the sudden action.

"I think you're right about your friend Don. Look," he took one of the broken piece of the bite size camera. A piece with the Foots' symbol on it. Raph and Mikey were staring at it like an infection, while Donnie looked like he wanted to throw up.

"What's going on?" a familiar voice came from the door, making the turtles freeze and look over. Reader was standing at the door with a weird expression. Questioning smile, but her eyes held something else. Something that could only be described as fear.

"I'd like to know the same thing reader." Leo said showing the symbol on the broken piece making the reader lose the smile and back up slowly. As the turtles started moving towards her at a similar pace, she tried making a break for it to the exit of the lair. Running after her the turtles blocked off all the exits making reader stuck in the middle of the living room.

"Why'd you do it!?" Donnie yelled, exasperated for this whole situation to be a sick joke. The reader didn't respond other than glare at him. His heart clenched in pain, he didn't want to believe it. His best friend, probably the only person who understood and put up with him, betraying him and his family.

She grabbed something from her pocket and threw it towards Mikey. A knife, that quickly was struck away by his nunchaku.

"Did any of those movie nights or hangouts on top of the estate mean anything!?"

She gritted her teeth and went towards Donnie, and went to punch him. It landed due to Donnie being to in shock. When she threw the next punch, Donnie reacted this time and swung his staff at her throwing her towards the wall. Falling to the ground, she grunted in pain and went to stand up.

"I thought you wanted to be my friend. But I guess you only made those jokes during breakfast because it was the easiest way to let my guard down. Not cause you actually cared."

She stood up from the ground and bent over in pain, leaning against the wall with one hand. The turtles went up to close her in but she tried attacking Donnie again. This time more prepared, he picked her up with his Bo staff vertically and pinned her against the wall making her thrash slightly.

That is until Donnie noticed something in her neck. When his brothers approached he told Leo and Mikey to hold her up. He grabbed one of Raphs' Sais' and poked the spot. It was something hard liked plastic. He cut it out carefully, which was hard due to making her thrash around anxiously. Once the device was out she fell asleep and they put her down and quickly too her to the medical room.

Once the wound was disinfected and patched up. Donnie got to inspecting the device implanted in her neck.

"I think the Foot put this into her. Not sure why. It doesn't seem like a tracking device either so we're safe." Leo sighed in relief. He didn't want to wander and find a new home.

"Think you can connect it your computer?" Mikey asked, and received and noogy from Donnie in praise. Though it wasn't appreciated by the youngest brother. So that's what he did. Worked all night, but he was able to convert it to a USB and connected it to his computer. A new file was uploaded onto the desktop.

"'Information on Renaissances' Projects'" clicking on it, it was a lot of voice recordings of conversations of reader and Donnie talking about possible future improvements to the lair, battle shell, and Turtle Truck. Leaning back into his chair in astonishment he clicked off of it and deleted any record of it on his computer before smashing the USB.

A few hours later, reader woke up groggy from the 14 hour nap she took.

"Mornin'." Donnie greeted sitting in the chair next to the table she was sleeping on.

"What the hell happened? Dontron?" he chuckled at the nickname and began to explain.

"What do you remember? Anything before or during the event."

"All I know is, I was on my way to the lair when a group of Foot ninja knocked me out. After that it's black." Donnie nodded in understanding.

"Leo thought you betrayed us. Honestly so had I. Sorry for thinking that,"

"Meh, can't say I'd do any different. Thanks Don." Donnie nodded and stood to get supplies to check up on the cut he gave her. "Did you think that bringing up my favorite memories with you would snap me out of it?" Donnie blushed while reader slightly giggled.

"To be fair I thought my best friend just betrayed me and sold me out to the biggest evil in the city." that made her laugh more and he smiled softly in response. After a stream of continued apologies toward the turtles and others, she still felt bad. Donnie didn't mind, for one he found it funny. And now he had a new test dummy for projects April and Casey didn't want to try. He'd say Vern wouldn't do anything either, but the guy actually found it fun sometimes.

If you think that Raph and Mikey didn't use this to make fun of reader and called her a kiss-ass, you'd be wrong. And if you think she denied it? You'd also be wrong, she embraced the title fully if it made up for what happened. Even if it wasn't her conscious fault.

107 notes · View notes

natzic-2014 · 7 hours

Text

Taking Care Of Baby Mutant Turtle W/ Donnie; Hc's

@valen-yamyam16 ,"hello how are you? I hope you're well, for days I have the idea of the f!reader with donatello taking care of a mutant baby turtle that they rescued from the TCRI or something like that donie and reader can be two fools in love who haven't confessed yet. Hehe(also I imagine the newborn baby maybe 2 weeks old,and I don't know if you want the others to interact with the baby?)"

~xXx~

first off, the tiny tike for a reason unknown to anyone, is that they only seem to stay calm when Donnie and you are in the same room, but you BOTH have to be there! No exceptions!

it's like they know on some cosmic level that you two like each other, and are trying to get you both to hook up by playing some pseudo game of house

Mikey once joked that they're like you're little cherub, and you couldn't have shoved a pillow fast enough over his face to stop him from blurting your crush on his brother to the world

Donnie on the other hand thinks it's some kind of taunting joke the universe is playing on him for all the endless pinning he's felt towards you

but if anyone ask, he uses science as an excuse, saying that the baby mutant most likely imprinted on you and him as you both were the first to find them in a TCRI lab

Whatever the case is, you two work as a team to care for the little one

Donnie does everything he can to make sure they’re at optimum health, and you help with that by providing nutritional foods

They might be mutant, but no way are they starting life off on just pizza!

You learn so much about turtle health from Donnie, and he ends up learning a lot about taking care of children from your own experiences with human kids

Donatello gets extremely excited about picking out clothes for them, and you find his excitement very adorable

Part of you wonders if it’s because he didn’t get to have much of that option growing up, and so have no qualm with indulging in buying cute articles of clothes that your closest friend picks out for your little one

Donnie nearly dies when you two show up in matching onesies, and just about ascended to a different realm entirely when you present him with one as well, hand crafted by your own hands!

that baby is the safest baby in the world you best believe!!

not only do they have three amazing uncles and super bad ass grandpa, but neither you or Donnie would ever let any harm come to that child

Since the baby turt is so attached to you, everyone thought it best you live with the brothers and Master Splinter for the time being

This leads to many nights falling asleep in the lab or Donnie’s room since the small bab really wants to be near him as well

Just like with the four brothers Master Splinter collects baby pictures of the newest addition to the family

His favorite by far is one he took of Donnie and you huddled together next to a makeshift crib with the baby being cradled by you both, each one of you fast asleep in the others embrace

~xXx~

471 notes · View notes

natzic-2014 · 7 hours

Note

Hii! 💞

If yous till write for tmnt stuff, then I was wondering (if you do you smut) with head canons of the rise turtles (seperate) , of their favorite s#x positions (older ofc!! Like at least ranging from 18-23 years old)

Or if not all turtles then either Raphael or Mikey 🤷‍♀️ but that's up to, whoever hour turtle may be. Write it 👍 Or doesn't specifically have to be Rottmnt. I'm fine with any generation!

Positions by Ari.

Pairing: Bayverse! Leo, Raph, Donnie, Mikey x GN! Reader

Warnings: Sex positions, kinks n' stuff

Word count: 400

✰ Hi!! Sorry to (maybe) disappoint, but I don't write smut about the rise turtles. I do, however, write smut for the bayverse turtles. Much love!

Leonardo

Butterfly - is when the bottom lies at the edge of the bed and the person with the top standing in front of them

♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡

Most hc's I see of Leo usually are pretty vanilla, but I don't want to do him dirty like that.

Leo definitely focuses on your pleasure over his.

He's more of the soft dom kind of turtle.

LOVES to praise you. You're his special little person after all!

I think Leo would like to see you in pretty lingerie

Just the idea that you would get dressed up all for him makes his heart skip a beat

I also think Leo would have a thing for bondage

Like he wants to see you all tied up for him. Ready to be fucked

Because trust me. You will be fucked.

The king of aftercare, though!

Will literally do anything for you ♡

Raphael

Mating press - similar to the missionary position with the person's legs tucked up.

♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡

He has a breeding kink, and you can't convince me otherwise

Raph just loves to see your pretty hole stuffed full of his cum

He's 1000% a biter

Leaves hickeys all over your body

Especially on your neck and thighs

He loves to SQUEEZE

Squeeze your thighs, your hips, your wrists

Some sort of manhandling going on

Definitely into impact play, more specifically, spanking

Uses spanking as a punishment but also just randomly during the day

Like he'll just randomly slap your ass for no reason

So so at aftercare

His form of aftercare would be kissing all over your body until you both drift off

Donatello

Cowgirl - The person with the penis lying down with their legs straight while the person on top straddles them

♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡

Donnie gives me a dominant bottom type of vibe.

He's into roleplay

Like scientist x assistant or something like that

TOYS

He'll be making you toys that'll have you screaming

Mabye, have you tied down while he experiments on you

Into orgasm control

Like telling you when you can cum or counting you down

Donnie loves it when you ride him

He just sits back and admires you bouncing on his cock

I mean, you do such a good job taking him

How could he NOT admire you

Extremely good at aftercare

Sweet and tender little guy

Michaelangelo

Doggy style - In which the person penetrating stands or kneels behind their partner

♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡

Horny fucking 24/7

The KING of dirty talking

He's saying the nastiest shit to you

Another turtle that's into bondage

LIVES to see you tied up

Mans eats good

He'd be eating you out all day if he could

Pulls on your hair while you fuck

Not in a mean way

He's just showing you how much he loves fucking you

He won't cum inside

Instead, he'll cum on your back or your face

Kinda bad at aftercare lol

Like he has no idea what to do, so you might have to teach him

Star's notes -> Why did I add definitions?! 😭

(Thank you @judtcallmeanon for your request!) (Requests are open!)

Taglist -> N/A | Join the taglist

829 notes · View notes

natzic-2014 · 8 hours

Text

TmnT Boy’s Meeting Aprils New Roomie; HC’s

Anon Request, “Can I request the bayverse turtles reactions to meeting april’s new roomate who is a really a short s/o (like 5 ft) that has a tired and chill personality (has the same kind of personality as aizawa and shinso from mha) and instead of freaking out when they see the turtles they just say “hey” nonchalantly then go back to what they’re doing? (You don’t need to do this I just think it would be funny)”

~xXx~

Michelangelo:

Mikey had barged his way into Aprils apartment to excitedly talk about the latest episode of their favorite TV drama when he stumbled upon you

April was there with you, equal panic on her face as the orange clad turtle waited for the inevitable screaming or a similar panicked reaction

Your lack of shock left Mikey curious about you; all you had given him was a tired “sup” with a head tilt up and continuing your conversation like seeing a mutant ninja turtle breaking into your apartment was the most normal of things

His brothers wouldn’t have believed him if not for April being witness to the ordeal and are left as equally surprised by your lack of reaction when they ultimately come to meet you

Doesn’t take long for Mikey to practically glue himself to your side; it’s like the golden retriever boy trope

Loves the fact you’re so short; doesn’t out right tease you because he knows what it’s like to be the smallest, but he won’t hesitate to pick you up and throw you on his shoulders to get something from a high place

Donatello:

His mind is so deep in explaining what he figured out what was wrong with Aprils watch, that he hadn’t picked up on her panicked face till he’d heard the once vacant room in her apartment creak open

Your lack of noticing him at all, which was odd considering he was a literal giant in comparison to your much shorter stature, and making way to grab some water before retreating back to your room had Donnie wonder for a second if he was really that good of a ninja

But after questioning April the next day about whether or not you truly did notice him, it turns out he in fact wasn’t as invisible as he felt, when his friend informed him that you did actually see him that night

Ultimately, he had to introduce himself and his brothers to make sure you wouldn’t go talking about them to the wrong person, but at your simple nod and “okay” while absentmindedly texting on your phone at the end of their empty threat introduction, Donnie was even more confused than he had been the first night

Your nonchalant behavior had left his overthinking brain wondering why you reacted so differently compared to others

It didn’t make any logical sense to him, especially after no indications that you were going through some kind of weird shock symptom

His time spent trying to understand why you didn’t freak out on him that night turns into a lot of time bonding and forming a friendship he also never calculated to be possible, not that he minded of course; your chill personality was a nice contrast to the chaotic energies of his brothers when needed

Raphael:

He had been asked by Donnie while on a solo patrol to grab something from April, so when he’d stepped through her window he did not expect to see another person there with her

Your lack of a fear struck response leaves him frustratingly confused afterwards

Poor Raph is so used to people screaming or even fainting at the sight of him, that when all you did was wave a simple high and continue watching your Netflix show, he couldn’t help the suspicion he held towards you

Due to his skeptical feeling towards you however, he ends up spending a lot of time around you, and even though it does take some time, your unconcerned attitude towards, well, all of him, eventually has his walls crumbling around you

You make him feel normal, like he’s not some freak of nature; you don’t even flinch when his anger gets the best of him, instead waiting for him to calm some before offering some comfort

As Raph finds himself more lax with you, he opens up quite a bit and finds a friendship he didn’t know he desperately craved

But he’ll never tell you that, not at first at least, and instead just teases you and calls you shorty and time you tease him about how sweet he’s being

Leonardo:

Leo is definitely the most guarded when meeting new people, and your unbothered nature towards him when he accidentally stumbles upon you in Aprils apartment, does not easy his mistrustful thoughts about you

For a while he actually wonders if you’re some kind of secret spy to the foot clan or some other bad group of people, but anytime he tried to get you to confess your secrets, you’d just confusingly ask if you could help him with all the weird staring he’s doing

It lowkey leaves him feeling flustered, because he’s not used to not being taken seriously by anyone except his brothers

It takes a while for him to warm up to you, but when he does he starts to realizes how much he appreciates not being seen as a freak almost like Raph does, he also feels very relieved to not have to worry about his family being in any sort of danger with you

Yeah, you might be the shortest person he’s ever met, but he secretly feels like you could kick some ass

Your unassuming personality also has him thinking you could secretly be a force to wreckin with, and often ponders if he should offer up the idea to train you; definitely not because he wants to spend more time with you or anything of course!

~xXx~

2K notes · View notes

natzic-2014 · 8 hours

Text

Bon Appétit.

Pairing: Bayverse! Leo, Raph, Donnie, Mikey x AFAB! Reader

Warnings: Manhandling, Spanking, Degrading, Praise, Oral, Size difference, Somnophilia, Masturbation, Creampie, Piercings, Cunnilingus, Tongue fucking

Word count: 900

Requested by @st0nedandafraid I accidentally deleted your ask, I'm sorry.

Leonardo

Manhandling + Spanking + Degrading

"Are you sure about this?" Leo asks, massaging your thighs. You nod your head, giving him a reassuring look. He had never had you like this, ass in the air, wanting him to bully your cunt. His hand ghost over your ass for a second before slapping it. You yelp, your body tensing slightly.

"Dumb slut." You feel him rub the tip of his cock against your entrance "Soaking wet for me." You bury your face into the sheets as his length stretches your pussy.

"You want me to fuck you till you can't think straight, right?" You moan in response, trying to fuck yourself on his cock. A harsh slap to the ass makes you stop.

"Use your words, princess." Leo's voice almost had you cumming on the spot.

"Please fuck me, Leo." He easily picks you up by your hips, a smirk on his face.

"As you wish." With that he shoves your body down on his cock. Your back arching as his tip reaches your cervix. He uses your body like a fleshlight, refusing to move his hips at all. And you ate it right up, becoming a moaning, whining mess for your sweet boyfriend. He smiles to himself, knowing that he's the only one who could bring you such intense pleasure.

"I- I'm close..." You babble out, your clit throbbing for attention. "Cum for me, baby." He gives one last slap to your ass, finally thrusting into you. He repeatedly hits that spongy spot inside of you, making your eyes roll back, releasing on his cock.

"Don't think I'm done with you yet, princess." He whispers in your ear, a creamy ring forming around the base of his cock as he continues to thrust into you.

Rapheal

Praise + Oral + Size difference

Raph thinks you look absolutely adorable trying to fit his cock into your mouth, barely being able to take more than the tip. You pull away from his cock, groaning in frustration.

"I can't do it." His hand runs down your back "It's okay, you're doing great." You give him a confused look.

"Did you just-" Your head is pushed down on his cock before you can finish. "Shh, baby. I'll take whatever you can give."

You glance up at him, doing your best to spread your tongue around his cock. He grins down at you, pushing you away from his length and easily picking you up.

"Do you know what that does to me? Watching you be adorable, trying to please me?" He says, nipping at your shoulder. You didn't even get a chance to respond before he rips your panties off.

"I'm gonna pound that cute ass of yours."

Donatello

Somnophilia + Masturbation + Creampie

Donnie felt terrible. His cock was hard and throbbing, and your ass was pressed right up against it. He remembers you telling him about your fantasies. Wanting to be woken up with a cock in you. But it still felt wrong to him. You looked so cute and peaceful and he didn't want to ruin that.

Donnie slowly pulls his pajama bottoms down, wrapping his hand around his cock. He felt bad jerking off right beside you, but he could feel the throbbing in his veins at this point. He groans into the pillow as you shift in your sleep, your plush ass rubbing against him.

He didn't know what came over him when he pulled down your panties, fitting his cock in between your thighs. Donnie made sure you were asleep before pushing his tip into your cunt. Stuffing his face into the pillow to muffle any noises he made. He was half way in before you awoke, looking at him groggily.

"Dee?" You question, Donnie pushing himself in farther. "I'm sorry, darling." He mumbles into your neck "I need this."

His deep thrust startles you, a small whimper escaping your lips. Donnie's hand covers your mouth, bullying your cervix from his size. "Just let me cum... that's all I need." He says, biting your shoulder. You close your eyes as you feel him cum, filling your womb completely.

"Thank you, darling. Thank you so much." He relaxes, leaving you full of his cum as you cuddle for the rest of the night.

Michelangelo

Piercings + Cunnilingus + Tongue fucking

"Fuck." You place your hand on his head, delicately pushing him down. A few weeks ago, your boyfriend allowed you to pierce his tongue. To you, it was worth the few days of whining from Mikey. Not only did he look hotter, but the pleasure he was giving you was amazing. The smooth stud on his tongue rubbed against your clit, his saliva coating your pussy. Mikey pulls away, leaving a trail of kisses up to your pelvis.

"You enjoying yourself, angelcake?" He asks, tilting his head. You roll your eyes, looking away from him "Pfft. What gave you that idea?" Mikey shrugs, going back to your soaking cunt. He kisses your clit, swirling his tongue around the sensitive flesh. You bite your finger as he prods at your entrance.

"Mikey-" You gasp, his tongue rubbing against your spongy walls. His eyes travel up your body to your face, watching you contort in pleasure. Your moans sound like music to him, your walls tightening around his tongue. He hits your G-spot, making you see stars. Your eyes roll back as you cum on his tongue. Mikey smiles, placing one last kiss on your clit.

"I love you so much, angelcake."

Star's notes -> Probably not my best work, but I've been busy with school/family stuff and have had a lack of motivation.

(Requests are open!)

Taglist -> @jadedbeautystill | Join the taglist

479 notes · View notes

natzic-2014 · 8 hours

Text

Randomly thinking about how Bay!Donnie would destroy Rise!Donnie on the court and it makes me giggle.

Like... Bay!Donnie just seems like the all out nerd with his taped together glasses and suspenders. But if I had to put money on who could make a three-pointer I'd have to give it to the geek with a IPAD strapped to his bicep.

129 notes · View notes

natzic-2014 · 8 hours

Text

Another Donnie fic?? Yes, and? Peep the user then say smth😤

(I needed a word for sleep that started with a "k," so I used what Google said was British slang for "sleep" - kip.)

Kisses and Kips: Donatello x F! Reader

"Donnieeeeee~" You pull at the side of the doorframe, swinging yourself in and out of the lab as you draw out his name.

He had told you he'd join you in bed an hour ago under the guise of "5 more minutes." You get why he is working so hard, you do. With the recent uptick of Footclan activity, he needed to get the truck up and running again as soon as possible, but goddamn it- you just want to cuddle your boyfriend. You don't think it's too big of an ask, especially considering he's been working on that damn gadget for 3 days now with little to no breaks.

With a sigh and light shake of his head, Donnie sets down his soldering iron. "Yes, sweetie?"

You can hear the edge to his voice, strained from disuse and tilted with frustration. He slips his glasses off to pinch between his eyes, exhaustion clear on his face.

"Come to bed?" No point beating around the bush.

He slips his glasses back on and swivels back to his work.

"I can't. I need to finish this."

You let go of the frame and walk over to him. "You've been up over 48 hours, you're clearly exhausted, and you should rest - even if just for a few hours."

"Y/n, I'm perfectly capable of determining what I do or don't need. Just go to bed, I'll be there soon." You know he's not upset with you, just that the truck is giving him so much trouble, so you ignore his tone.

"You said that last night. And the night before." You accuse.

He doesn't answer. He just furrows his brow and hunches over the circut board even more.

You place your hands on his shoulders, lightly massaging as you lean down to pepper kisses along his neck. If he doesn't want to take care of himself, then you just have to play dirty.

You feel him freeze under you, the soft sizzling of metal stopping abruptly.

"Please come to bed?" You pout, nuzzling your face into him. "I miss you..."

You can feel more than hear the sharp stutter of his breath as his head slightly turns toward you.

Not quite there, yet, then. You drag your hands to his chest, gently tracing along his plastron as you press yourself further into his shell.

He places the soldering iron down.

"Donnie," you whisper, pressing a kiss to the underside of his jaw. "Please sleep with me?"

He chokes back a stutter at your choice of words, skin heating under your touch. Donatello heaves out a breath before beginning to switch everything off and put it in its place.

"Fine- fine! You win." He mumbles.

You release your hold on him as he stands, easily towering over you as he turns to offer you his hand. "Let's go to bed."

You return his exasperated smile as you take it, pulling him out of the lab and through the lair to his room. Donnie lets out a snorted laugh at your enthusiasm.

"What?" You laugh with him. "I missed my boyfriend."

Once you're in his room, Donnie all but tackles you, turning mid-air so you land on top of him on his bed. He groans deep in his chest as soon as he hits the plush mattress, sleep deprivation finally catching up with him as he finally faces what he's been missing for the last 72 hours. His arms wrap around you, pulling you tight against him as he buries his face in your hair.

"I missed you too, baby." He presses a kiss on the crown of your head before reaching to turn the light off. "Goodnight, sweetheart."

319 notes · View notes

natzic-2014 · 9 hours

Note

Happy 200!

So I’m a sucker for when a character confesses accidentally or the good ol’ talking in their sleep clique. So picture this, Bay Donnie confessing in his sleep with some cute mumblings just as reader pops in. Except it quickly takes a turn, starting as just short sentences-their name-a little confession; but then it gets saucy and goes into #2/ or even #11? Maybe it leads to more? Go with whatever ending feels right.

You can chose whatever reader type you feel best writing this with, and if this happens with a developed relationship or before Donnie + the reader are together

Congrats on the 200!

"Oh, my love, the things you do to me."

Pairing: Bayverse! Donnie x Fem! Reader

Warnings: Implied wet dreams, CNC, Cunnilingus, Sorta gross description, Donnie sorta acts obsessed, Dumbification

Word count: 1k+

✰Masterlist

You never thought you would be best friends with a giant mutant turtle. Yet here you were, up late, at a sleepover with Donatello. You didn't know why you couldn't sleep. Maybe it was the sewer smell or the high levels of candy and soda you just consumed. Or maybe it was the fact that Donnie's plastron was pressed up against your back.

Yeah... It was probably that.

You would be lying to yourself if you didn't say you had a crush on him. Which is exactly what you were doing right now, denying your feelings as you listen to Donnie's quiet breathing. But then you hear your name sighed under his breath.

Was he dreaming about you?

You didn't want to disturb him so you continue to stare off into the darkness of his room. You hear him mumble something under his breath, but you couldn't make out the words. It wasn't until he wrapped his arms around you, fully spooning, that your heart rate increased.

"I love you..."

It came out as an exasperated sigh, almost as if he were out of breath. Your eyes widen as you whisper back "What...?" You don't get a response though, now fully realizing he was still asleep. You shift uncomfortably, not knowing how to get yourself out of this situation. As you try to move away from him, he pulls you right back into his plastron, now nuzzling his face in your neck. "Dee..."

You whisper, not exactly expecting to wake him up. Donnie groans in your ear, mumbling another 'I love you'. You, again, try to move away from him, only to be met with the same thing as before. This time, however, a gentle kiss is pressed against your neck. You gasp softly, feeling another, and then another. "You're so adorable, you know that?"

"How long have you been awake?" You ask, turning to look at him. He looked different without his grandma glasses on, more serious in a way. "Probably a minute or two."

"Can't sleep?" He asks, to which you nod your head. His three-fingered hand reaches up to touch your cheek. Donnie's scaly skin brushes over yours, looking longingly into your eyes.

"Can I help?"

You barely said the word 'yes' before his lips were on yours, pulling you closer towards him. After what felt like hours, you pulled away for air. Donnie leaves soft kisses from your jaw to the base of your neck "Oh, my love, the things you do to me."

Your cheeks heat up as you catch your breath, he nips at your skin, grinding his hips into your ass. "Please, be my girlfriend."

You were speechless, words getting caught in your throat. Donnie didn't really need an answer to that question yet, as you had already agreed to him helping you. He gently rubs your hips, slipping down your pajama bottoms. "Just tell me if you want to stop."

This was all too surreal, you couldn't believe this was happening to you. You bury your face in your pillow as he rubs your pussy through your underwear. Your voice was muffled, but Donnie could still make out what you were saying "I'll... I'll be your girlfriend, Dee."

With that, he moves you onto your stomach, pushing your ass into the air. He slides down your underwear, giving your ass a light smack. Donnie smiles, his tongue licking up your pussy, making you bury your face into the pillow. You continue to moan and whine as he messily eats you out. It was quite obvious he hadn't done this before, and yet it still felt incredible. He hungrily sucks on your clit, saliva mixed with slick coated his chin as he brought you closer to an orgasm. You repeatedly moan his name into the pillow, grabbing onto the sheets that covered his mattress.

"You taste so fucking sweet."

You squeeze your thighs together, another smack is earned to your ass, Donnie spreading your thighs apart. Donatello's tongue, which was larger than average, carefully moves in between your folds, dipping inside your entrance. You were unable to stop your legs from shaking as you held yourself up on your knees for so long. Though, Donnie's hands helped steady you as his tongue curls up into your walls. You moan and whine into your pillow, repeatedly begging to cum. Your voice was muffled but loud through the pillow, so he could still hear you begging.

He continues to push his tongue inside you, speeding up a little. His thumb brushes over your puffy clit, and though he couldn't see your eyes roll back, he quite enjoyed the way your body shuttered out of pleasure. Your hips react against you, jerking back and pressing your cunt closer to his face. Donnie's tongue finds the spongy spot inside you. The one that has your walls fluttering around his appendage.

"Please, don't stop... I'm close."

You were too afraid of his family finding out to let go of the pillow even a bit. You desperately clung onto the material, if you were stronger, you would be tearing it apart. You felt your orgasm approaching quickly, your hips jerking more and more. Donnie's hands traced your ass, up to your waist and back down to your hips as he tongue fucks you like it's nothing.

'I fucking love you.'

The words circle his brain, once, twice, a dozen times. They hammer against his skull, wanting to slip past his lips, but his mouth was already full. Full of the sweet, delicious taste of your wetness. Maybe if he were thinking clearly these thoughts wouldn't feel like they were taking up his life. But, in the dead of night, all Donatello could think about was you. Your sweet, muffled moans, your walls clenching around his tongue. The way your body shook as you came all over his tongue. The way you gnawed at your pillow, tears pricking your eyes; he loved all of it. All of it made his heart swell. He grabbed your hips and turned you onto your back.

"I'm not stopping until you've passed out."

Star's notes -> This took me a week to write... but it was worth it. (Please send more requests, I love writing them!)

(Thank you, sweet anon, for requesting!) (Prompt list)

Taglist -> @raphaelsqueen @mamaemoemu @sleebykei @thejudiciousneurotic | Join the taglist

301 notes · View notes

natzic-2014 · 9 hours

Text

BARK𝔹𝔸ℝ𝕂ℬ𝒜ℛ𝒦𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐊𝖡𝖠𝖱𝖪ⒷⒶⓇⓀ🅑🅐🅡🅚𝔅𝔄ℜ𝔎ᗷᗩᖇKꌃꍏꋪꀘḄÄṚḲB̶A̶R̶K̶

If it wasn’t clear enough I have an obsession for simping for a 6ft 7 nerdy TMNT goodnight💜✨💜

102 notes · View notes

natzic-2014 · 9 hours

Text

Gotta love a man with a cleft chin. The amount of detail they went into with the bayverse boys is just insane. And this movie is almost 10 years old. It holds up.

167 notes · View notes

natzic-2014 · 9 hours

Text

Rando #3

Donnie realizing he's in love with you🥹

He's in the kitchen, on a mission to snag a juice box when he hears your laugh from the communal area where you and Mikey are gaming. He doesn't notice the smile tugging at his lips until he catches his fuzzy reflection on the microwave door. All at once, the smile, the fluttering feeling in his stomach, and the look in his eyes make sense.

Another peal of your laughter floats through the lair as you and Mikey jostle each other over who *should* have won that round of Mario Kart, effectively cutting through his train of thought before it can even leave the station. He leans back against the counter, a soft look in his eyes as he watches how well you get on with his brother; and as if you feel the weight of his stare, you turn, eyes meeting his through tears of laughter.

Donnie could swear his heart drops to his stomach when you give him the prettiest smile he's ever seen as you wave him over, extra controller in hand. And as he pushes off the counter, straw between his lips, he can't be bothered to hold back his own love sick grin.

399 notes · View notes

natzic-2014 · 9 hours

Text

First TMNT fic, let's goooooo!

Say Something: Donatello x F! Reader

"Please-" You can hear Donnie clamoring after you as you make your way to the Lair's exit.

Your heart is roaring in your ears, your face is hot, and embarrassment floods your veins. Why do you always have to make a fool of yourself? Why did you think it was a good idea to confide in the one brother who over-shares when excited - especially about something so delicate?

You can't blame Mikey, though. You know he only had good intentions, but the knowledge doesn't quell the humiliation that's wrapping around you and squeezing.

Donnie finally catches up to you, hand shooting out to capture your wrist.

"Please..." he repeats. "Say something..."

"What do you want me to say, Donnie? I think it's been laid out pretty clear..." You say, voice void of emotion and eyes hollow in a last ditch attempt to keep yourself from crying - until you're back in the privacy of your own home, at least.

"So, it's true? Mikey was right?"

A self depreciating chuckle rips it's way from your chest, echoing through the damp tunnel system. "For once? Yeah. He's right."

Donatello's tongue darts out to wet his lips before swallowing. "Y/-"

"- what do you want me to say?" You repeat. "That I'm completely in love with my best friend? That every time I'm near you, my heart feel like it's going to beat out of my chest? Or how about that every time you smile, I just want to grab you by your face and kiss you stupid!?"

Your voice gains volume the more you talk, and, by the end, you feel a bit hysterical, but you soldier on.

"Donnie, I didn't want this to be how you found out - hell, I was kind of hoping you never found out bc I didn't want to ruin this," you gesture between you as the tears start to fall.

"You're my best friend... How was I supposed to deal with the possibility of this pushing you away? Of losing you because I can't get my damn feelings in chec-"

It's your turn to get cut off as Donnie surges forward and crashes his lips against yours. His hands gently hold your jaw as he kisses you.

Slowly, you fall into the kiss; eyes slipping shut and your hands coming up to grip his arms. He uses his hold to tilt your head, deepening the kiss and drawing out a small whimper from you. When you finally break apart, Donnie rest his forehead against yours as he searches your eyes for something.

Once he finds whatever it is, he let's out a small laugh, thumb gently brushing your cheek as he speaks. "I'm completely in love with you, too...

"Your laugh, the way you always make me smile - everything about you drives me insane. I don't know how you've never noticed. God- every brush of your skin on mine makes me feel like I'm on fire..." He nuzzles his snout against you. "You could never push me away, love."

349 notes · View notes