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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 closed his eyes and held Charlie close to his chest to keep her warm. He was happy in a way he had never been before. He was also tired in a way he’d never been before, like he’d been drugged. He felt a bit giggly, too, but managed not to actually snicker out loud. That wouldn’t be very manly or ninja-like of him. He did permit himself to smile up at the treetops and the few stars that could outshine the city lights, though. He wasn’t a virgin anymore, which was interesting because he’d always figured that Raphael would be the first one to lose it.

Charlie’s breath fluttered across his throat as she rested next to him. The sound of the orchestra floated over the warm air to them. He wished they could just stay where they were and go to sleep, but he knew that they’d have to move soon before someone else stumbled in here and found them. He wondered how long it would be before Charlie’s body cooled off enough for her to start to feel cold.

“Haydn?” Don guessed sleepily.

“MmmHmm,” Charlie mumbled against his neck in agreement.

Don stroked a strong, leathery hand down her smooth back, over the curve of her backside, and back up until his fingers tangled in her hair. He tilted her head back and kissed deeply on the mouth.

“I’m sorry you didn’t… I should have -”

Charlie cut him off with a kiss and nuzzled his nose with hers. “There’s always next time, Donnie” she whispered, sitting up to reach her dress.

A wonderful warm feeling exploded in Don’s chest. Next time? His fatigue vanished in an instant and he grinned like an idiot. He couldn’t wait for next time. His dick had long since pulled itself back into his shell, but it twitched as he thought about having sex with her again. Donatello sat up and knelt behind her and waited for a moment while she dropped her dress in place over her head before snaking his strong arms around her waist. Charlie leaned back against him, tilting her head to one side so he could kiss the sweet spot where her shoulder met her neck. His fingers brushed over her skin and touched something that wasn’t smooth at all. He pulled back and traced his fingers over the thick indented line in her side. It looked familiar… he laughed when he realised what it was.

“What?” Charlie asked, turning her head to look.

“It’s the imprint from the edge of my shell,” he said, tracing it again with his fingers. It was already beginning to fade. “You must have been pressed against it when we were cuddling.”

Charlie touched it with her fingertips, and then reached out and touched the ridge of his shell. She smiled at him and got to her feet. “C’mon, Donnie, let’s go.”

“Go?” he said. “Don’t you want to hear the end of the concert?”

“Nope,” she said, pulling him to his feet. “I’m cold. I need to warm up.”

“Oh… well, what do you want to do, then?” he asked, not getting the hint.

Charlie, sighed and threw subtlety to the wind. “You,” she said, leaning in to kiss him on the cheek before turning and running back down the path with a giggle. Don was pretty sure he’d died and gone to heaven. He chased after her, cutting into the trees and overtaking her silently. He waited a few moments for her behind a tree up ahead and when she glanced over her shoulder to see where he was, he stepped out onto the path and she ran straight into his open arms with a shriek of surprise.

Donatello spun her around and pressed her back against the tree to kiss her. Charlie wiggled a bit against him, half-heartedly trying to get away, which she found impossible since her feet were nearly a foot off the ground. He stopped kissing her to look at her face. Her lips were swollen again from his kisses - he liked that look on her. He was going to tell her…

“Charlie,” he said. “I lo -.”

His turtle comm buzzed loudly. A beep he could ignore, but a buzz was for emergencies. He set Charlie’s feet on the ground, but didn’t move away from her as he grabbed the shell cell from his belt.

“What?!” he snapped. If it wasn’t a fucking emergency, the caller was in deep shit.

Leo hesitated for a second. Donnie looked pretty pissed. He’d probably interrupted something good. “Uh…” he said. “Casey just called - he’s spotted a van full of Foot trainees near those empty buildings up on 104th. The van’s grill has a big-ass dent in it - probably from Mikey’s shell. Casey’s going to follow them until we get there. Can you meet us in about ten minutes?”

“Yeah,” Don sighed. “I’ll be right there.”

“Sorry, bro…” Leo said, and Don knew the blue turtle understood.

“S’ok, Leo…” Donatello sighed as he snapped the comm shut. He looked at Charlie, who slipped her arms around his neck and hugged him. He hugged her back for a long moment.

“I’ve gotta go,” he said breathing in the scent of her hair.

“I know… I understand. I’ll get a cab home, ok?”

Don nodded sadly. “Some boyfriend I am, sending you home in a taxi…”
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