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Perseverance	By : EvaBrick Category: Comics > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 9920 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Donatello knew that the other turtles would be waiting for him when he got back, but he didn’t care. He felt so happy and dreamy that if Shredder himself walked around the corner, he’d probably give him a hug instead of beating his ugly helmeted head in with his bo.

He reached the door to the lair and pushed it open. Sure enough, the others were stretched out on the livingroom couches watching ‘The Simpsons‘. Their grinning faces turned to greet Don and Mikey moved his feet down to give his brother somewhere to sit. Don took off his belt and bo then hopped over the back of the couch, flopping into the offered spot. He reached for a handful of potato chips and propped his feet up on the coffee table to watch the show.

The others kept staring at him, and exchanging bewildered looks with each other. Why wasn’t he telling them anything?

Don chuckled inwardly, still pretending to be interested in the tv. He knew it would drive them nuts to be ignored.

“Well?” Leonardo finally said, exasperated.

“Well, what?” Don asked, reaching for more chips.

Raphael yanked the bag away before he could get any. “Well, are you gonna talk on your own or do we need to make you talk?”

“Sure guys,” Don said casually. “What do you want to talk about?”

“Oh that’s it!” Mikey said, picking one of his nunchuks up from the floor and spinning it around in his good hand.

Donatello burst into laughter. “You guys are so impatient. You didn’t even last three minutes!”

Mikey whacked him across the back of his shell with the nunchuk. It made a loud bang, but didn’t hurt him in the slightest. “Yes,” Mikey said, still spinning the weapon. “I’m very impatient and immature. I’ve also been cooped up in here for weeks. Now give me details or the next one won’t hit shell.”

Leo leaned forward in his chair with a sigh and pulled it out of Mikey’s hand, ignoring his squawk of protest. “You don’t have to tell us anything, Donnie, if you don’t want to” he said putting the weapon on the table out of Mike’s immediate reach. “We know she’s special to you and we’re happy so long as you’re happy.”

“But we’d appreciate details” Raph added.

Don smiled and reached for the chips again. “I don’t mind, guys. I was just messin’ with ya. What do you want to know?”
“Did you kiss her?” Mikey asked, taking a fistful of chips.

“Yeah,” Donatello sighed dreamily.

“What was it like?” Leo asked quietly. He was well aware that he was now the only one who hadn’t kissed a girl. He’d have to be braver next Hallowe’en.

“It was amazing…” Don sighed again, forgetting to eat his chips. Raphael kicked him in the leg and Don snapped back to reality. “I mean… it was good… fucking great, actually. Girls really are different from us, and it’s not just because we’re mutant turtles, either.” He paused for a moment to think. He wanted to explain it right to Leo. “It’s not just the lip contact that made it so great… although that’s awesome. It’s how nice she smells up close… I think it’s her soap I can smell. It’s like vanilla and flowers… and she’s so soft and curvy… not hard and leathery like us.” He looked back at Leo who nodded.

“April’s kinda like that,” Raphael said. “Soft and curvy. But she smells like the Channel 6 news van.”

“Yeah,” Michelangelo said, wrinkling his nose. “Channel 6 just doesn’t do it for me.”

“That girl I kissed on Hallowe’en was kind of boney,” Raphael said, catching the chip bag that Mikey tossed over to him. “She didn’t really have any hips either. Kinda straight up and down. Not soft at all.”

“She was pretty skanky, though dude.” Mikey pointed out. “I think she was a lot older than she looked.”

Raph shrugged. “Beggars can’t be choosers. Besides, her friend that you sucked face with was a hell of a lot nastier.”

“And she had a fat ass.” Mikey agreed.

“Charlie’s soft everywhere,” Donatello said, picturing her as he spoke. “Her mouth, her hands, her feet, her…” he coughed uncomfortably and stopped talking. He wasn’t sure he should talk about her body with anyone. She probably wouldn’t like it.

“Her where?” Raphael said, narrowing his eyes to give Donatello a hard look. Don blushed furiously, knowing that they knew.

“Ho-ly shell, dude.” Mikey gasped, dropping his chips and sitting up straight. Leo’s mouth had fallen open, but he didn’t seem to notice. ‘The Simpsons’ was the only sound in the room as the others stared at him in shock.

Raphael laughed. “Atta boy Donnie!” he hooted.

“We didn’t -” Don stammered. “I mean… we’re not…”

“It’s none of our business,” Leo said firmly, staring first at Raphael and the Michelangelo. “You don’t have to tell us personal things about your relationship if you don’t want to.”

Donatello knew he was still blushing. He gave Leo a little smile. Master Splinter had picked him to lead them for a good reason. He sighed and rubbed his eyes. The others obviously wanted to know what it was like to be intimate with a girl, and part of him wanted to tell them the little he knew about it. After all, it wasn’t easy for any of them to find this stuff out. The information was worth more than gold to them and he knew that it was entirely possible that not all of them would experience what he just had.

On the other hand, Don knew he shouldn’t say anything that might embarrass Charlie. He was supposed to be protecting her… he made a decision.

“Ok,” he said. “I’ll tell you what we did, and how it felt, but I won’t tell you details about what she looks like or anything else that’s too personal for her, ok?”

“Deal!” the other’s said together, leaning forward.

“AND you can’t EVER tell her I told you or make any reference to it. No jokes and no innuendos.”

“I won’t say anything,” Leonardo said.

“I know you won’t, bro,” Don said, giving Mike and Raph a hard look.

“We’ll be good,” Mike answered, looking serious.

“We promise,” Raphael agreed.

“And no telling Master Splinter that we had this conversation, either,” Leo said.

Mikey rolled his eyes and started picking up his dropped chips. “Well that does without saying!”

“Alright then,” Don said, propping his feet back on the table. “What do you want to know?” There was a long moment of silence. What did they want to know?

“Did you have sex?” Leo finally asked hesitantly.

Donatello blushed even harder than before. “No,” he said. “We’re uh… not going to…”

“WHAT?!” Mikey croaked. “Are you mental? Why the hell not?!”

“Does she think we’re not… y’know… attractive?” Leo asked. One of his biggest fears was that human girls would think they were too weird to ever want to be with them. He knew that the others had always been secretly worried about it too, but it was to depressing to ever talk about.

“No, no,” Don said quickly. “It’s nothing like that. It’s just that… well… this is new for both of us and we think that it would be better it we took things very slowly. I mean, we only kissed for the first time this morning, after all!”

“Think she’s a virgin?” Mike asked. Then he added, “Never mind, that’s pretty personal, huh?”

“See, that’s exactly what I mean,” Donnie said. “I don’t know anything about that part of her life. I still don’t know as much about her as I’d like to, and she’s never dated a mutant turtle before.”

“So you’re dating, officially, then?” Leo asked.

“Well, I told her I wanted her to be my girlfriend,” Don said blushing again. He was doing that a lot lately and he was beginning to wonder if that went with liking a girl or if it would wear off after a while.

“What did she say?” Mikey asked, eating spilled chips off the floor.

Don couldn’t stop himself from grinning like a monkey. “I think she said yes.” The others grinned too. This was great!

“That means there’s hope for us, then,” Leo said, suddenly feeling like the world was a much better place than it had been fifteen seconds ago.

“Let’s back the conversation up slightly,” Raphael said. He’d been quiet for a while he thought about how embarrassed, but pleased Don had been when they’d brought up sex. He had a pretty good idea what his brother had done, but he wanted to know for sure. “What exactly did you do if you didn’t have sex?”

“Damn, he’s contemplative,” Donatello thought. It was nearly impossible to distract Raphael from anything.

“Uh… well… we uh…” Don couldn’t quite bring himself to say it without being too clinical or too coarse. It had been so easy to do, so why was it so hard to say?

“Oral?” Raph offered. Mike nearly fell off the couch. Leo choked on a chip and Don had to get up to pound him on the shell until he coughed it up.

“Yes,” Don said, sitting back down. Fuck, Raph could be blunt!
“Both of you?” Raph continued, completely unfazed.

“Yes,” Don answered, sinking a bit lower in the couch.

“And?” Raph pressed him.

“And it’s better than anything in the whole wide world,” Don mumbled, snatching the chips away from Mikey.

“Is it really?” Leo asked, awed.

“It really is,” Don said with a nod.

“How -” Leo started but stopped. He wasn’t sure what he wanted to ask, and whatever it was was probably too personal.

“She kissed me and I kissed her back and after a while we started touching each other and it just… happened,” Don tried to explain.

“And you’re sure she wasn’t freaked out?” Michelangelo asked.

“She really wasn’t.” Don smiled. Then he grinned wickedly. “She knows about the tail.” The others gasped in a mix of delight and shock.

“What did she say about it?” Raphael asked, excitedly.

“She thinks it’s cute.”

“Cute?!” Leo barked. Then he chuckled. “Well, I suppose they are, aren’t they?”
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