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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 and Charlie ordered Chinese food and talked for hours about themselves, wanting to get to know each other better.

As it turned out, he had actually read one of her mother’s books. He remembered that it was very depressing and boring. Charlie said they were all like that. “For an author, she’s highly unimaginative” she’d added through a mouthful of chow mein.

He told her about growing up in the sewer and the first time they’d snuck up unto the street when they were twelve. That had turned into one of those occasions where Splinter had lapsed back into Japanese. He also admitted that sometimes they looked in on people at night as they travelled over the rooftops to see how normal people lived and that that was how he’d found her. He paused before carefully adding, “Sometime we see more than we should.”

“Oh?” Charlie asked, raising an eyebrow. “You mean like, naked people?”

“Sometimes,” he smiled. “Sometimes more.”

“More?”

Don coughed uncomfortably. Was she going to make him say it? “Sex,” he said, looking a little embarrassed.

“So you sit on rooftops watching people have sex?” she asked wide-eyed.

He winced. “Well, it sounds bad when you say it like that. I mean, it’s not like we go looking for it. It’s just that sometimes we happen upon someone who left their light on and their curtains open and we just happen to see…” he trailed off. He hoped she didn’t think he was a pervert.

She cocked her head to one side in thought for a moment. “So have you learned anything good from that?”

Whatever Don thought she might say, it wasn’t that! “What do you mean?” he asked.

“Y’know… positions or styles. See anything you liked?”

Don nearly choked on his wonton. He hadn’t expected her to talk this graphically. “W-well, there are some things I’ve seen that looked… interesting…” he said carefully. He was suddenly very aware of the heat of her leg against his as they sat together on the couch.

“Charlie,” he said, deciding to be brave. “Have you - I mean…” He took a deep breath. “Haveyouhadsexbefore?” The words spilled quickly out of his mouth.

“Yes,” she said, looking him in the face. “With the last two boyfriends.”

“How long ago was the last time?” Don asked, feeling a bit sick at the thought of someone else doing the things to her that he dreamed of doing.

Charlie thought about it for a moment. She didn’t really want to talk about it, but she understood that it was important to him that they did. “I think about two years ago,” she said, putting a hand on his knee to reassure him. “Anything else you want to know about it?”

“Are… I mean… Do you…” he struggled for the right words. He didn’t want her to think this was all he was interested in. “Would sex with me be something that you could see yourself doing? I know I look different than other guys, and I want to know what you think about it… about me… physically.”

“Let me show you what I think,” she grinned, unbuttoning her shirt. She knew that they’d decided to take things slowly, but since they’d already fooled around some, surely it would be ok so long as they didn’t go any farther, wouldn’t it?

Charlie leaned in and kissed Donatello deeply, letting her hand slide from his knee to his groin. She stroked the base of his tail and he groaned letting it uncurl. Her tongue snaked into his mouth and she let his tail wrap itself around her wrist. He moaned in disappointment as she pulled away, but his heart started to pound when he saw her slip off the couch and onto the floor between his knees. Charlie ran her hands from his ankles up to his knees and fingered the soft purple kneepads. She hooked her fingers under them and slowly pulled them down and off his feet.

“What are you doing?” he asked huskily as she reached for the ones on his elbows, catching the ones on his wrists as well as she pulled them off.

“I want to see you naked,” she whispered leaning up to kiss him as she dropped the pads onto the couch. “You got to see me and now I want to see you.”

“But I am naked!” he rasped as her hands slowly undid his belt buckle. “I’m always naked!” She slid it out from under him, noticing with great interest that there was a secret pocket with a set of ninja throwing stars in it. She placed it behind her on the coffee table.

“Sort of, but not totally,” she said, sliding her arms up his chest and neck to the knot behind his head. She untied it carefully and slowly lowered the mask away from his face. Charlie folded it neatly and set it next to his bo on the coffee table before looking him over. His eyes looked wider without it, and his head seemed more round.

Donatello couldn’t quite explain the feeling that washed over him as her eyes roamed over him. He felt exposed. It was weird. He’d never felt naked in his life although he always was unless he was wearing his trench coat. Don reached out and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, deciding that he didn’t mind if she saw him like this. In fact, he realised, he even kind of liked it.

Charlie’s hands were back at work, stroking feather-light touches along the insides of his muscular thighs as she leaned up to kiss him. Don cupped her face in his hands and drank the sweet taste of her mouth, brushing his lips against hers in the way that she seemed to like. Charlie trembled and pressed herself up against his plastron, reaching her arms as far around his waist as they could go. Don’s arms brushed over her shoulders and rubbed down her back, pulling her in close, still exploring her mouth softly with his wide tongue.

It was different this time than the last time they’d made out on her couch. He felt completely relaxed and he knew she did too. “Well,” Donatello corrected himself, “not completely relaxed.” The brush of her soft blouse against the insides of his legs sent sparks straight to his already half-hard dick, making him completely solid under his shell. He shifted his weight a bit, trying to ease the discomfort before it dawned on him that she’d said that she’d wanted to see him naked. He grinned against her lips, relaxing his inner muscles enough to let himself out of his shell.

Charlie squeaked in surprise as she felt the hot weight press against her belly. She still wasn’t used to having his penis appear out of nowhere like that. Don leaned back a few inches and ran a calloused thumb over her swollen, wet lips. She was breathing heavily and her face was flushed. Don had never seen her look so beautiful as she did now.

He jumped as her hands brushed over his dick. When had she stopped hugging him? He hadn’t noticed. Charlie cupped his smooth, hairless balls in one hand and circled his length with her other, pumping him gently up and down. Don groaned again and leaned back against the couch with a hand over his face and the other resting on her slender shoulder.

When her head lowered and her mouth sank down, hot and wet on his dick, he bucked his hips involuntarily. “Fuck, baby!” he gasped, reaching out to stroke her soft hair. He wished he could have said something nicer than that to her, but his brain was shutting down too quickly for him to string proper sentences together.

Charlie grasped the base of his cock in one hand to stop him from thrusting too deeply into her mouth as she moved her head up and down over his shaft. Donatello held a fistful of cushion in a death grip. His lungs were burning - he couldn’t seem to remember to breathe. He willed his lips to stay still, his legs trembling with the effort. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt or gag Charlie. She might never want to do this again if he did.

Charlie noticed his hips still and she slipped her mouth off him long enough to whisper, “It’s alright… fuck my mouth, Donnie.” Don cried out as her lips covered him again and her tongue rubbed the underside of his shaft. Having her talk dirty to him like that made him feel more excited than he had ever felt and he experimentally ground his hips toward her.

“Mmmm,” Charlie hummed as he rocked back and forth, in and out of her mouth. The vibrations reverberated through him and he fumbled in her hair for a moment until he pulled the pins out letting spill down over her shoulders. Her shirt was open and could see her breasts bouncing slightly, her hardened nipples clearly visible through the black lacy bra. He wondered if her panties would match - they did they last two times he’d seen her undressed.

“You look amazing!” he panted, holding her hair away from her face. Charlie winked up at him and started to pump her hand up and down in time with her mouth, squeezing and loosening her fingers around him. Her other hand left his balls and her fingers curled around his tail, stroking and rubbing it.

Donatello nearly screamed, but managed to bite down on his bottom lip instead. He was going to come very hard and very fast if she didn’t stop. He reached for her, trying to push her away. He wanted to come alright, but he wanted to do it inside her.

Charlie, however, was not to be deterred. She had a pretty good idea what Donnie wanted, but he had said that he had to leave early to go and investigate the zoo with the other turtles and she didn’t want Donatello’s first time to be a quickie. She started pumping his tail in time with his dick, trying not to smile at how quickly his arms went weak and he flopped back, exploding into her mouth a few short moment later. Charlie tried to swallow it all, but a little bit of hot cum drizzled down her chin as she kept sucking to prolong his orgasm.

Don reached a shaky arm out and wiped it away. She grabbed his wrist and sucked the last drop off his finger, watching as his eyes fell contentedly closed. Charlie climbed up onto the couch with him, resting her head against his heaving chest. His arms slipped under her blouse and around her waist as he lay back against the armrest, pulling her on top of him.

“Good?” she asked, feeling comfortable and a bit sleepy, even though she hadn’t been the one to come.

“MmHmm” he breathed lazily, holding her close as she snuggled in to him.

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Charlie’s alarm woke her up promptly at seven. Sunlight was streaming in through the blinds, filling the room with a warm, yellow light. She rolled over and slapped the ‘off’ button, blinking in confusion. She was lying alone in her bed, tucked under the blankets, still wearing her clothes from yesterday. “Donnie?” she called, not getting an answer. Then she noticed the folder paper next to her lamp.

Good-morning, Charlie!
I had such an amazing time with you last night. You are so beautiful.
See you after work!
Love, Donatello
P.S. Eat some breakfast.

Charlie laughed and crawled out of bed. “I guess I could take an apple with me to eat on the way,” she thought, glancing at the clock again before heading for the shower. It was sweet that he fussed over her a bit - no one else had since her grandfather died.

As she got dressed, she took an extra moment to pull her favourite dress out of her closet. She fingered it for a moment before laying it out on the bed with a smile. She couldn’t wait to see what Donnie thought of it.

Charlie grabbed an apple from the bowl on the counter and polished it against her shirt as she hurried to the door. She turned and ran back to her bedroom to stuff her feet into a pair of sandals, but before she could get to the door again, the phone rang. The caller I.D. said N.Y.P.D.
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