Rosa woke up to Donatello’s voice. She turned in the bed to find him thrashing in his futon. Was he having a nightmare? She rushed to his side, “Donnie? Are you ok?”
He only groaned, looking anguished.
She placed her hands on his purple-pixeled shoulders, “Donnie, you’re dreaming!” she whispered, trying not to wake the others as she gently shook him. When she saw him sniffing the air she unconsciously did the same. She never understood why Donatello’s scent had a similar effect as River’s. It can’t be because they’re turtles. Donnie’s three brothers had distinct scents, but never had such dizzying effects on her as Donnie's, like feeling drunk on the strongest wine.
Her train of thought was interrupted by the male turtle pulling her into his arms.
“D-Donnie!” she whispered, a bit louder, but her struggles only made him roll with her until she was effectively pinned under him. “Donnie, please, wake u-!”
The taller turtle muffled her pleads with his mouth, tongue sliding between her already parted lips into a passionate kiss she knew all too well. The familiar way his hands slid down her body, just like before…
“No, Donnie stop!” she begged, defenses weakening.
“I love you so much, Rosa,” he whispered against her mouth.
She froze. Still? No, it’s over between them. She’s with River now…
“I missed you,” he went on, burying his face in her neck.
“Donnie…!”
He lifted his head and drew his face close to hers, half-lidded eyes blinking.
Rosa could only look up at him, blushing and confused.
“Wha-? What are you doing in my bed?”
“You were… having a nightmare? So I tried waking you... but you…”
He pulled her into a hug when she tried to go back to the other bed, “I’m sorry, Rosa! I was dreaming that we're still together and I…” he looked at her with teary eyes, “I was so happy.” Donnie caressed her cheek with a sad half smile, “So... it was only a dream,” shaking his head ruefully, “But of course.”
"Donnie what's wrong?" she whispered, her hand reaching out and caressing his cheek, his sad eyes seemed to be affecting her. "I'm so confused, I've always thought that you just... Don't have feelings for me anymore." she gently pulled away to sit up. Donnie does the same and focuses on her, holding her hands.
"I've made mistakes, I know." he took a deep breath before pulling her hands up and gave her knuckles soft kisses. "But I still love you, and I want to try again." he leans in, his scent overtaking her senses once again.
She blushed, taking a deep breath as well and stared at him. "But River and I--" Donnie's lips were then on hers, kissing her softly, and gently pushing her down, towering over her with lustful and needy eyes.
"You don't need him, I'm all you need baby." he churred, leaning in and kissing her again.
Rosa, drunken with his scent and advances finally gave in, she missed this. She missed him.
