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"What's wrong, Leon?" Donnie sang quietly against his neck, one arm looped up under Leo's arm and across his chest to hold him relatively still. It wasn't an immobilizing hold so much as a warning to his twin: THIS was what he was meant to be doing. Though Don suspected Leo already knew punishment would follow if he misbehaved. Donnie's grin was sharp as he teased his twin further. "You were so feisty earlier? What happened?"
"Please, please Don–" Leo seized up suddenly, unable to keep his voice down as he came once more, walls clamping down on Donnie's fingers opening him up…as they had been for what felt like FOREVER now. He wasn't sure when the tears started, or honestly how many times he had been made to come with Donnie showing no signs of being done with him yet, but it didn't surprise Leo he'd started to sob. His body felt like it was a live wire, and even the slightest contact made him alight with pleasure.
"Mmmm?" Donnie hooked his chin onto Leo's shoulder, cooing happily at the sight of his twin's enlarged and swollen clit, hard as it could be and unwavering despite his recent (and repeated) orgasms, head of it turned a deeper shade from the prolonged contact. Leo gasped and shook a bit as Donnie curled his fingers forward, rubbing the wide pads against Leo's g-spot a few more times before slowly removing them.
Leo whined obscenely, but Donnie ignored him in favor of groping Leon's thighs, entranced by how wet they were. But he'd been making Leo come non-stop for some time now, so that was expected. Might as well give him a second to recover. "If you want something, you're going to have to use your words."
A grumble from Leon turned quickly into a moan as Donnie returned his attention to Leo's clit, second over, rubbing small circles at its base as fresh tears sprung to Leo's orange eyes. "Sorry, I didn't catch that? Did you want something, dear Leon?" Leo stuttered around his words for a moment, before giving up and returning to whining and churring for everything Donnie would give him.
"There we go," Donnie nuzzled along Leo's neck, finding his pulse and placing a small kiss there. "See? You can be good."
Leo could cry–scratch that, was already crying over how intense everything felt. Even now, when he had come moments earlier, he could feel another orgasm encroaching. His mind had one thought, and it was how good he felt. Donnie slowed the circles on Leo's clit, moving them to touch more of his length and brush the incredibly sensitive head, and that was all his twin needed.
Leo came again, vision white, hips moving of their own accord, begging and crying for Donnie to finally fuck him.
Don hummed in thought, before biting down roughly on Leo's neck and fingering him open once more. "Hmmm…nope!"
He sounded far too delighted to deny Leo what they definitely both wanted, if the still clothed erection rubbing the underside of his tail was anything to go by. If he had the capability to think of anything other than more , Leo would have had something snarky to say about it.
Then again, this was kind of entirely his fault. Leo didn't regret it for a second, but it was his fault.
All day, whenever an opportunity would present itself to be a nuisance to Donatello, Leon took it. From cutting in front of Donnie at the last second as he tried to use a door, to suddenly stopping to 'pick up a quarter' (there was no quarter) so Don tripped into him, to portalling himself the last slice of Donnie's Vegetarian pizza even though he was NOT a fan, Leonardo did everything in his power to get under his twins skin. There was no reason why , really. Leon simply woke up starved for chaos, and if he directed that at his twin, then Donnie was likely to pay attention to him, which Leo always wanted.
Donnie had been getting visibly frustrated with this until Leo was a bit concerned his head might explode if they didn't let off steam here soon, and Leo was really hoping for more than just steam .
When they had gotten home, Mikey and Raph had gone to do their own things, definitely not leaving Leo to suffer with the consequences of his own actions. Certainly not because Donatello had asked them to turn a blind eye and deaf ear to the possibly concerning sounds they would most likely hear later.
Turning to his twin, Leo had started to make a teasing joke that died in his throat at just how pissed Donnie looked already. Donnie, to his credit, did not murder him instantly. He did, however, roughly tug his twin towards Leonardo's train car. The whole way, despite Leo's many attempts at jokes or conversation, his twin said nothing. Which maybe should have been the hint to stop poking this bear.
Once inside, Don shoved Leo against the nearest wall, snarling a biting "You are so fucking annoying ," and kissing him with the kind of intensity he usually saved for battle. Another hint to apply the brakes perhaps, and another Leonardo would intentionally ignore.
Donatello had manhandled him onto the mattress, biting often and never giving Leo an ounce of control over the situation, which was exactly what Leo had been aiming for. Antagonizing Donnie into him going absolutely feral was a treat for Leon.
So naturally, he pushed further. For science or whatever.
Already, Leon could hardly think beyond Donnie's tongue practically down his throat and hands gripping him with bruising force. 'Fully Clothed' was not really a state they were in…ever, but they hadn't separated long enough to remove much of anything. With a thigh pressed up between Leo's legs, his twin grinding against him with need, Donatello had moved to back up enough to remove his own shorts.
Leonardo had responded by clamping his own thighs around Donnie's, effectively making removing his shorts impossible.
Donnie glared at him, holding his face with more force than necessary. "Do you want more or not ?"
"Of course," Leo sang to him, draping his arms behind Don's neck. "What are you waiting for?"
Again Donnie moved to remove his shorts, but Leon's grip on his leg did not waiver. Instead, he used Donnie's thigh to grind against, pulling him into his space to quietly tease. "What's the hold up, Don? Can't you feel how much I need you?"
"Leonardo, this is your only warning ," Donnie growled at him, red eyes intense and angry.
He did not heed this warning, however. Instead he had pulled Donnie in further, locking his arms behind his twin and trapping him there.
It turns out that really was his only warning, but honestly knowing that wouldn't have stopped Leo, either.
"Don–Donnie, wait," Leo pleaded. Donatello was biting at him anywhere he could, the arm pinning Leo's shell to his own plastron had shifted so Donnie could place his hand around his twins neck, applying a dizzying pressure. Leo had just come, and his clit throbbed with a twinge of pain with how overstimulated he had become. Leon churred instinctively, squirming some in Donnie's hold, but not attempting to escape or close himself off from his twin's attention. "W-wait! I can't–"
"Of course you can," Donnie encouraged him, fingers twisting and scissoring Leo open further while his thumb brushed his aching clit, circling down to press against his entrance, teasing the idea of more. "Show me you can be a good boy , and I'll consider fucking you."
"Please!" Leo sobbed, rocking his hips against Donnie. "I'll be good, please–"
His thumb dipped inside of Leonardo as well, all three digits moving to stretch him further, and Leo really hoped Donnie wasn't going to make him endure enough prep for fisting before considering fucking him. Leo thought he might pass out as it was, he couldn't wait for that much longer. His worries were quelled though as Donnie purred to him "One more, darling. Come for Daddy."
Leo couldn't have held himself back if he had tried.
With many kisses and more praise, Donnie soothed Leo for a moment, holding his twin to his chest and tapping his finger tips over his skin. Ordinarily, Don would have at least wiped his hand off after being so thoroughly drenched, but it was kind of insanely hot thinking about how Leo didn't even seem to notice he hadn't. Leonardo could only try to calm his shaky breath, settle some of the twitching his body was doing of its own accord.
After a minute or so, Leo was back to whining and begging Donnie for more, his body unable to move on without the reward he had been promised. Despite his earlier roughness, Donnie was gentle, careful, with Leo as he moved him to lay on his back. He placed a few pillows under Leon's lower back and spread his thighs to observe the mess he had made of Leo with pride and hunger.
"I swear to fucking god if you go down on me right now I'm gonna be pissed," Leon scolded him, reading his mind.
Donnie's eyes raced up to meet Leo's, about to tease him, but his motivations changed at the sight of him. Leo was gorgeous, always, but Donnie wouldn't tell him that lest he get a big head about it. Well, a bigger head. Leo was definitely aware he was attractive already, and used it to his advantage.
If he was gorgeous normally, then perhaps now he was ethereal. Eyes glassy and a bit red at the corners, gaze directed at Donnie but slightly unfocused, cheeks swollen and flushed, neck and shoulders covered in bites– not bruised hickeys, no, there were indents and marks littered everywhere that could be used to count Donatello's teeth accurately. Leo didn't just look exhausted and well-fucked even though they hadn't gotten to the main event, which was hot enough as is.
No, right now, Leo looked absolutely claimed. Leo looked like he belonged to Donnie, and that unleashed a deep need in him that Donnie had been ignoring since they started this. That certainly wasn't happening anymore.
"Oh no, you'll be angry with me?" Donatello backed out of Leo's space for a moment to finally remove his shorts, wrecked now between his own excitement and Leo having sought friction against him.
Donnie expected Leo to get defensive or snarky in response, and wasn't prepared for him to reach out for Don's hand, bring it up to his face for a kiss and look at him with pleading eyes. "Daddy, please? Wasn't I good for you?"
Oh. A mental note was filled away for future Donatello, that overstimulated Leo became soft and needy and very compliant.
"You were so good, baby," Don cooed to him, relishing how happy that made Leon who leaned forward for a kiss Don was more than willing to provide. "You did so well for me," Donnie nuzzled against Leo, who churred happily at the display of affection. "Are you ready?"
"If you make me wait any longer I will literally explode."
"We don't want that," Donnie smiled, not moving an inch from his twin as he lined himself up to Leo, drenched far beyond a need for lube. Leo gasped as the tendrils at the head of Don's dick brushed lightly against his folds.
Hesitating only a moment, processing the last second decision to bite at Leo's less abused shoulder and hold on before giving in to what he wanted, Donnie let himself clamp his teeth down and slide slowly inside. He hadn't even fully seated himself into Leon's slick, welcoming heat before his twin was twitching and moaning, moving as much as he was allowed to get some relief.
From the way Leo was gasping, his nails pressing harshly into Donnie's arm and shoulders, he wasn't going to last very long. That was fine with Don, who felt the first flutter of Leo's walls and knew he would be short behind. Don thrust the last of himself inside, moans muffled by the shoulder in his mouth, suddenly very grateful he'd let himself do this.
He had warned his brothers that Leonardo would be making potentially concerning noises, as Donnie wasn't normally nearly as loud. Leo twitched and fluttered around him again, wordlessly tensing as he willed himself to make it to the minute mark at least, and Donnie let out a guttural groan.
His bite had subconsciously become harsher, and Donnie was powerless to hold back from moving any longer. Not slowly, but slower at first Donnie began fucking Leo with purpose. Leo was practically howling with pleasure, his arms linking behind Don's head to hold him in place, muscular thighs all but jumping under his twins hands holding them open.
With a growl, Donatello fully let loose, thrusting into Leo's obscene hole, sopping wet and so ready to be used up. He had only thrust twice at this speed when Leo tightened and fluttered against him more intensely, his toned legs gaining sudden strength back and locking behind Donnie back.
And then it was over, much faster than either anticipated.
Donnie was unsurprised Leo had already come, but had planned on fucking him through it. Leo's tight hold alone would have been enough that Don could have kept going with a more limited motion. Unfortunately, Leo also became impossibly tight, his pussy practically milking Donnie's cock for everything it was worth. It was almost painful, and Don dared not try to move while Leo spasmed beneath him.
There was nothing Donnie could do to stop himself from coming into such a tight and twitching hole, his eyes rolling up, a few miniscule twitches of his hips all he could muster as Leo just kept coming around him.
"Jesus–fuck, Leo," Don willed himself to release the bite, wincing some as Leo shook under him, whimpering and not letting him move away. He was perhaps a bit too far gone to be reached at the moment, which while fair, meant that as how tight he was edged over from almost painful to definitely painful, Donnie was along for the ride.
Don did his best to hold still, to give Leo a moment to recover, but when his walls twitched once more he couldn't help a small squeak of discomfort.
Leo snapped back into the moment almost instantly, but he was still very worn out. "Shit, m'sorry," he muttered, releasing his hold on Donnie.
"Normally I would not mind you keeping my cock warm for a while, but uuuhh," Donnie winced as he pulled back, dick already flagging and retreating so accessing any damage would have to wait. "I think you bruised my dick?"
Leo blinked slowly at the ceiling before bolting upright. "I'm sorry, I what?"
"My dick legitimately is sore from that?"
Leonardo stared at him, trying to tell if he was joking, and upon finding him to be honest couldn't stop himself from giggling about it. It was infectious, and Donatello was more than happy to join him.
"Pussy out here trying to be a hydraulic press," Donnie jokes, nuzzling his snout to Leo's cheek. "I think I know how cows feel attached to milking machines now, fuck."
Leo did his best impression of innocence, which might have worked if he wasn't absolutely destroyed and leaking cum over his comforter. "You liked A Link Between Worlds so much I thought I'd help!"
"Yes, thank you, Leo . I always wanted a dick flat enough to do origami with ."
"Happy to be of service!"