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Claiming and being Claimed	By : Dark_Kitsune Category: +S through Z > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 1030 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Raph
- 1
The night air was cool on his skin, much less stifling than the lair, where the heat seemed to settle in the air like a thick fog. Though he knew the reason behind it, it didn’t make it any better.

Stopping at the edge of the roof, gold eyes scanned the area, looking for any potential threats, though he knew it was unlikely, they’d cleared the city out of most threats, the Kraang were gone, at least for now, and Shredder had gone back to Japan, though he didn’t pretend to understand how that happened.

Snorting and shaking his head, the masked turtle turned to head off in another direction, knowing he only had a couple more hours left before he had to return home, when something unexpected caught his attention.

It was a faint scent being carried on the wind, snapping his head around, he lifted his head and gave the air a subtle sniff, before backing away from the edge of the roof.

Something about the smell both excited and frightened him, though he wasn't sure why, all his instincts were telling him to run.

"Yeah, right, I don’t run," he scoffed, turning in the direction the scent was coming from, before jumping to the next building, then the next, following the scent as it got stronger.

The closer he got, the more he felt the urge to run the other way, which was crazy, he never ran, and he was genuinely curious what could be all the way out here that he should be afraid of.

Landing on the building where the scent was strongest, he lifted his nose again and sniffed, pushing back the urge to run, and trying to pick something else, something that radiated power, strength, dominance.

"Why are you here? Raphael?" The deep voice sent a chill down his shell, though not entirely in a bad way. Turning
around, he grabbed his weapon and faced the larger turtle, his former pet.

"Slash," he hissed.

“Not happy to see me?” Slash asked, stepping forward, and Raph took an involuntary step back before holding his ground, letting out a warning growl for the larger turtle to stay away.

“Who would be happy to see you!?” Raph snapped, clenching his sai tighter in his fists.

Slash snorted and took another step forward. “And here I thought you’d come all the way here just to see me,” he said.

“I was trackin’ somethin’,” Raph answered.

“Something?” Slash asked, “Or, someone?” he was now standing right in front of Raph, and the red banded turtle wasn’t quite sure when he’d gotten so close. He moved to back away, when his arm was grabbed.

Blinking slowly, Raph looked down at the hand gripping his arm, then back up at its owner, seeing Slash staring down at him.

“Let me go,” Raph said, though he was surprised at the lack of force in his own voice, that strange scent he’d been following was suddenly all around him, and the instinct to run, while still there, wasn’t a constant pressure in his mind. A second hand was now cupping his cheek, and Raph tilted his head, almost nuzzling against it, inhaling deeply, feeling Slash’s scent overpower him.

“It… that smell…” Raph said, lifting his eyes curiously up to Slash.

The larger turtle was smirking down at him. “It’s mating season,” Slash said simply. “My scent attracts possible mates,”

“...mates?” Raph blinked, trying to think through the thick fog that seemed to be settling over his mind, trying to pull up any fragment of information Donnie had once droned on about their unique mutation, and something about mating, and seasons and… the thought was lost when Slash’s hand moved from his face, down his plastron and settled on his hip, pulling him closer until he was flush with Slash’s body.

“You, smell like a perfect mate,” Slash growled, his voice deeper than before.

Raph shook his head, lifting his free hand and pressing it against Slash’s chest, pushing him away, and to his surprise Slash actually let him go. “No, I can’t, this…” he shook his head. “What… I don’t understand,” he growled, placing a hand on his head as he tried to hold onto any other thought other than how good Slash was starting to smell, how big, how powerful he felt.

“You can,” Slash said, his hands were on Raph again, pulling him closer once more. “You want something, I can smell you too,”

Raph huffed. “I don’t smell,” he said indignantly, and Slash chuckled, leaning down and Raph tilted his head to the side as Slash nudged him, nuzzling against his neck before sharp teeth were nipping at the sensitive patch that sent shivers down Raph’s spine.

He tried weakly to push Slash away, but the larger turtle held him tighter, bit at his neck again and Raph cried out, cheeks flushed as his body was reacting quickly to everything Slash was doing to him. He tried once more to fight it, to grasp onto the last fragment of clarity he had.

With a shout Raph shoved Slash away, stumbled backwards and held his breath, the slight distance between them did nothing to help clear Raph’s head, in fact, all he wanted to do was be held by those strong arms again, pinned down, Raph shook his head, unwilling to let that thought play through.

“I’m leaving,” Raph said breathlessly, sounding as if he’d just run the length of the city.

“Are you now?” Slash asked, sounding amused by the situation. “Are you sure you don’t want to stay? We could help each other,” Slash suggested.

“Help?” Raph asked, taking a step back, then another until his foot hit the edge of the rooftop.

“I know for a fact how much you struggle during this season, how hot you get, how much you long for someone, anyone, to touch you,” Slash was stepping forward once more, and Raph’s breath hitched as the wind shifted, and he was assaulted with Slash’s scent once again.

“How do ya know what I want,” Raph growled.

“I used ta be your pet, remember?” Slash chuckled. “I was there, each season, watching as you tossed and turned on your bed, the items you used on yourself, how ya used ta try and reach that one spot, but never could quite satisfy yourself,”

Raph’s face was hot. “You…”

“I know you, Raph, better than anyone,” Slash’s hand was cupping his cheek again. “Let me,”

Raph blinked, “let you… what?” He asked, feeling that familiar heat start to settle in his body.

“Let me,” Slash said again, leaning forward once more, and Raph didn’t fight it this time, physically or mentally.

“...let you…” Raph breathed out, Slash’s lips a breath away from his own.

“Let me,” Slash said once more, and Raph’s head twitched, giving a single nod when Slash’s lips were suddenly on his, and strong arms were wrapping around him, pulling him quickly away from the edge of the roof.

Raph cried out into the kiss, but didn’t fight it, tilting his head to try and give Slash better access, the heat in his body that had been a slow build for the last few days suddenly exploded into a full on fire, and Raph whined, his hands gripping at Slash, nails scratching down his arms, trying to get more from him, and quickly.

Dimly aware that he was being laid down on the ground, Raph arched up against the body hovering over him, spreading his legs to accommodate Slash's large form as they continued to kiss.

Raph didn’t know what sensation to focus on first, everything was feeling rushed, the kiss was all tongue and teeth, and Raph responded to that as best he could, but the hands roaming down his sides once more, resting his his hips for a moment to shift him, before they were on his legs, finally settling on his knees and pushing them open further,

Raph groaned as his legs were spread wider, trying to roll his hips upwards as he felt himself hardening quickly in his plastron, only to freeze when his bulge came in contact with a much larger one. The sound that escaped Raph was unfamiliar to him, at least, he certainly couldn’t ever remember making it before, however, before he had the chance to think on it too much, Slash responded with a rumbling sound of his own, a sound that went straight to Raph’s cock.

Clenching his eyes shut, Raph gripped at Slash’s arms, arching his back and rolling his hips eagerly, trying to get Slash to do something more, though Raph wasn’t sure what he wanted exactly, he just knew that as nice as this was, it wasn’t what he wanted, or needed.

Slash broke the kiss again, another deep churr escaping him as he shifted himself back, moving his hands from Raph’s knees down to his thighs, rubbing his thumb over the visible slit.

“Ah fuck!” Raph cried out, the gentle touch causing him to drop down suddenly, shivering as his cock was now exposed to the cool night air. Raph stared at Slash, breathing quickly in anticipation as Slash trailed a finger around his plastron, down to his tail and back up again, the larger turtle seemed to be waiting for something, though Raph didn’t know what that was.

The teasing touches continued until Raph couldn’t take it any more, he reached down to grab his cock, only to have his hand smacked away by Slash. Growling, Raph tried to grab himself again, only to have the action repeated.

“Slash!” Raph bellowed.

“So needy,” Slash said, smirking at him. “If you ask nicely, I can give you what you want,” Slash promised, and Raph felt like he could scream, trying one last time to grab hold of himself, only this time Slash grabbed his hands, pinning them both above his head, and Raph’s breath hitched as he stared up at the turtle now looming over him.

“Slash,” Raph growled.

“I know what ya need, Raphael, just say please,” Slash said, and Raph stared up at Slash, locking eyes with him for a long moment before tilting his head to the side, feeling his cheeks heating up.

“...please…” he said through clenched teeth, half expecting Slash to make him ask again, but was pleasantly surprised when he felt something sharp clamp down on his shoulder as Slash bit him, teeth sinking into the soft flesh there and Raph cried out, throwing his head back as he felt a new kind of heat building in his body.

It was strange, and exciting, and he wanted more. Lifting his hips, Raph rubbed his cock against Slash, pulling at his hands that were still pinned above his head, crying out when he felt Slash roll his hips against his.

“Please,” Raph said again, arching his back once more, biting his lip and moaning when something hard and hot slid along his cock, it took him only a moment to realize that Slash had dropped down, and was now grinding against him, slow, long movements that were sending waves of heat through Raph’s body.

Slash churred against his neck, licking at the new bitemark he’d left there.

“Please!” Raph practically sobbed as everything just kept building, the heat, the pleasure, the pure need, until Raph felt like he was going to snap, when he finally felt Slash pressing against him, though not where he had expected, looking down with wide eyes, he saw Slash’s large cock, hard and throbbing, and a lot larger than Raph had thought it would be, pressing against the tight space just below his own cock.

Raph’s breath quickened, in fear or anticipation he couldn't quite tell, he was half convinced that there was no way Slash would be able to fit, when the other turtle suddenly pushed forward, and Raph felt his cloaca spreading to accommodate the larger turtle's cock.

The sensation was like nothing Raph had ever felt before, throwing his head back, mouth open in a silent cry as Slash pushed in further, stretching him wider, filling him so much more than Raph would have ever thought possible.

When he felt Slash finally stop, Raph realized this is what he’d been missing, year after year, his body had always ached for something, and no matter how hard he tried to deal with things on his own, nothing had ever come close to touching the burning need.

Slash churred, and Raph moaned in response, his legs twitching as he tried to shift himself. Slash started pulling back then, snapping his hips forward he drove himself deeper into Raph’s body.

“Fuck!” Raph cursed, closing his eyes as he felt that hard shaft reach even further into him, Raph let out a sudden sharp cry, which tapered off into another moan as Slash started moving over him, setting a quick, rough pace, pounding relentlessly into him, and all Raph could seem to do was clench his hands into fists.

His body was at Slash’s mercy, and Raph couldn’t find a reason to complain about that. Slash’s hand moved from his wrists to grab at his waist instead, gripping it tightly, claws digging into soft flesh as Raph was pulled into the next thrust, and Slash grunted above him with the effort.

“Mine,” the possessive growl sent a spike of pleasure coursing through Raph’s body, and the heat in his gut started building, like a coil winding tightly, each thrust bringing Raph closer and closer.

Biting his lip hard, Raph let out a strangled cry, clenching around Slash’s cock as it drove into him again, he was so close, he could feel it, wanted it, never wanted to let go of this feeling. “Please,” Raph whispered, his body fully submitting to Slash, and that seemed to be the right choice, as Slash pulled him into the next thrust, an animalistic howl echoed around him, and Raph realized that the sound was coming from him as his body tensed and he came.

He could feel every inch of Slash’s cock buried deep inside him, could feel it twitch as his inner walls were coated with Slash’s own release. Raph shuddered, lifting his legs and wrapping them around Slash as best he could, pulling him closer, his whole body trembling, chest rising and falling quickly as all the energy suddenly left him, leaving him feeling tired, and satisfied, for now.

Slash nuzzled against his neck, and Raph tilted his head, allowing the other turtle to lick and kiss at the bite mark that had been left there earlier, letting out a soft mewl, Raph let his eyes drift closed, feeling the strong arms of his new mate tighten around him, one last whisper of ‘mine’ registering in Raph’s mind before everything went blank.

TBC
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