Mikey and Leo hit a bump in their relationship and Donnie gets caught up in the middle.
Garbageman sat at his work station, going over the Triceraton technology and trying to figure out how it worked. He had managed to repair or modify a great deal of the advanced technology in only three months and the Purple Dragons now had a stockpile of weapons.
Hun was at first reluctant about hiring Garbageman but after he was able to get the first blaster working in less than an hour, Hun had changed his mind. Garbageman withheld his suspicions of being Hun’s twin; that was something he decided to keep to himself until it was beneficial to him. For the time being, he would continue to be a valuable member of Hun’s empire.
He was in the process of figuring out what a moderate sized cube device was used for when Hun burst in to the room. “Fuck!” Hun shouted as he slammed his fist into the wall, leaving a hole.
“Something the matter,” Garbageman asked flatly as he turned the device in his hand.
“Nightwatcher has teamed up with that bastard Bishop,” Hun grumbled, pacing the room. There was no doubt in Garbageman’s mind that Hun wanted to punch more holes in the wall.
“So Bishop has a new little soldier,” Garbageman shrugged. “What of it? We have a stockpile of weapons. Just arm your men with the armor piercing blasters. That suit can’t be strong enough to withstand alien technology.”
“We?” Hun chuckled. “Don’t get over your head. You’re nothing but a servant to my empire. And as far as that stockpile you speak of, Nightwatcher found it and it is all now in Bishop’s possession.”
“What?” Garbageman roared, turning to Hun. “It took me months to get all that junk working again and you lost it? On top of that, they now know what we have and can build defenses against it.”
“Don’t you dare speak to me like that,” Hun glared at Garbageman. “I’ll throw you back into the trash where you belong.”
“You would have nothing but a pile of ill working garbage of it wasn’t for me,” Garbageman snapped back. “You have nothing but a bunch of meatheads under your employ. They wouldn’t be able to figure out how this stuff works even with illustrated instructions. I am building your empire; you would be nothing but another street gang without me.”
Hun fumed, glaring at Garbage man and Garbageman had to take a deep breath and let it out slowly. He didn’t want to argue, it would get him nowhere. “We shouldn’t be fighting each other. The one we need to focus on is this Nightwatcher.”
“Agreed,” Hun growled. “He needs to be eliminated.”
“With prejudice,” Garbageman smiled. “And if we’re lucky, we’ll be able to take Bishop down in the process.”
Mikey crept into the room that he shared with Leo. Their personal touches filled the room with chaos side by side with organization. Leo had his own spot where he meditated while Mikey had covered the walls with posters. Leo kept the floor neat and tidy but the shelves, with Mikey’s things, were cluttered and disorganized.
Mikey used all of his stealth training to keep from disturbing Leo as he meditated. He was about halfway across the room when Leo’s eyes popped open. “Aw, man,” Mikey pouted, freezing mid step.
Leo shook his head, “You can’t sneak up on me Mikey.”
“I was close,” Mikey sat on the floor.
“No. You weren’t,” Leo closed his eyes again. “I heard you outside the door.”
“I’ll get you one day,” Mikey stood up again.
Leo laughed, “The day you are able to surprise me, I will let you top.”
It took months of dating before their relationship took on a more sexual nature and despite Mikey’s many aggressive attempts to top, Leo always took control and ended up dominating. Mikey enjoyed his time with Leo but he still wanted to top. Any time Mikey asked Leo about it, Leo would simply answer, ‘Maybe’ or ‘One day’.
Mikey was getting frustrated. He knew Leo loved him and when they were together Leo was tender and made sure Mikey enjoyed it. But Mikey still felt like there was something lacking.
Mikey got down in front of Leo and placed his face only inches away from his, “Challenge accepted.”
Leo opened his eyes and gave Mikey a quick kiss before he resumed his meditation.
Over the following few months Mikey tried to get the drop on Leo. He tried hiding in a nook near the ceiling, but Leo called out, “No Mikey.” He then tried sneaking up on Leo while he was running through blind weapons training but ended up with the point of Leo’s katana inches from his face. “Nice try, Mikey.” Each attempt was met with failure and after a while, Mikey gave up.
One night, Mikey sat on the floor in their bedroom, just behind the open door, pouting. It wasn’t going to happen; Leo was just too good of a ninja for Mikey to sneak up on him.
Leo walked into the room and headed over to his spot for meditating. Mikey barely even moved as Leo passed, only following him with his eyes. “Hey, Leo,” Mikey sighed, causing Leo to jump. It was slight but Mikey noticed. A grin spread across Mikey’s face as he stood up, “You didn’t know I was in here.”
Leo shook his head, “That doesn’t count.”
“Like hell it doesn’t,” Mikey walked over to Leo. “I finally caught you when your guard was down.”
“It was a fluke,” Leo argued. “You were supposed to improve your skills.”
Mikey shook his head, “You didn’t say that. You said I just had to surprise you.”
“I did didn’t I,” Leo sighed. He didn’t get the chance to say anything more when Mikey pressed in for a heated kiss. After kicking the door closed, Mikey guided Leo to the bed. The ferocity of Mikey desire had Leo’s heart pounding in his chest.
Without breaking the kiss, Mikey pushed Leo back onto the bed and got on top of him. Then moving slightly off to the side, Mikey reached down to start playing with Leo’s tail. His fingers ran little circles from tip to base then worked up to Leo’s puckered entrance.
Leo panicked, “Mikey!” He tensed, moving his tail up and tucking it.
“Really?” Mikey pulled back.
“I don’t…,” Leo sighed.
“I’m not gonna force you to do something you don’t wanna do,” Mikey got up off the bed. “I’m gonna go sleep in my old room.”
Leo sat up, “Why is this such a big deal for you?”
“I’m not the one with the problem, Leo,” Mikey snapped back. “Why aren’t you willing to let me top? You know it’s something I’ve wanted since we got together.”
“I’m the clan leader and the eldest,” Leo answered. “It makes since for you to always bottom. The leader doesn’t submit to anyone.”
Mikey glared at Leo in stunned silence then turned and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
Donnie sat at his computer going over and updating the security around the lair. He also had a pile of work from Bishop. Donnie was tasked with discovering how all the Triceraton technology, that Raph confiscated, worked.
His computer beeped, alerting him to the latest news on the Nightwatcher. He had set his computer up to scan the web for any and every mention of him the night they confirmed that Raph was the Nightwatcher again. That was three months ago.
Nightwatcher was popular among the citizens of New York and had even reached global news. The latest was a post on someone’s social media saying how “awesome” the Nightwatcher was and how they wish he was in their city. Don wondered if Raph ever read any of the things that were posted about him. He was fairly certain that Bishop had a similar program in place and a team of men watching it at all times. That man was obsessed with control.
There was a knock at the door and Donnie closed his lap top, “Come in.”
Leo opened the door then closed it behind him, “Mikey and I had a fight.”
“Oh?” Donnie got up from his desk and gestured for Leo to sit in a nearby chair then sat down in a chair next to him.
“I don’t understand what his problem is,” Leo complained.
“You’re going to have to be more specific, Leo, if you want me to help you,” Donnie smiled. “What happened?”
“Mikey insists on topping,” Leo fumed.
Donnie lifted an eye ridge, “Do you mean you haven’t topped yet? That’s not fair.”
The look Leo gave Donnie told the genius turtle that he missed the mark entirely. “No,” Leo stood. “I top him and he’s insisting that I let him top me.”
“Oh,” Donnie cleared his throat. “The impression I got from him, back when he told me that you guys were going out was that he was the more dominant one.”
“Well that’s wrong,” Leo snapped. “That would be like if Leatherhead let you top him.”
Donnie’s face dropped in a scowl, “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Leatherhead’s the alpha, like me,” Leo explained. “Alphas don’t bottom. Mikey wants me to put stockings on; that’s so degrading.”
“Oh,” Donnie stood, crossing his arms over his plastron; the scowl still on his face. “I understand now. He made it perfectly clear that he wanted to… top… before you entered this relationship so none of this should be surprising to you. He is a male too, you know, and wants to be treated as such. So that means, every once and a while, he tops and you bottom.”
“You wouldn’t understand,” Leo threw his arms up in frustration. “You’re not an alpha.”
“No, I wouldn’t understand,” Donnie snapped back. He headed for the door, turning to look at Leo as he reached out for the handle. “And just so you know, I do top Leatherhead every once and a while. We are in an equal partnership. He loves me and respects me, and maybe you can go learn something from him.”
Donnie left the room, leaving Leo alone before he had a chance to react.
He made his way to Mikey’s room and knocked lightly on the door, “Mikey?”
“Yeah,” Mikey answered.
Opening the door, Donnie poked his head in to find Mikey curled up on his bed clutching the old Franklin doll he modified to look like Leo. Donnie found it to be a little creepy.
“I spoke with Leo,” Donnie said without entering.
“You gonna tell me that I’m over reacting?” Mikey turned so that his back was to Donnie.
Donnie snorted, “No. Leo’s being a jerk.”
“You can come in,” Mikey waved Donnie forward.
With a slight chuckle, Donnie entered the room and closed the door behind him. He crawled up on the bed and lied down next to Mikey. “Leo has an alpha male mentality and thinks that submitting would lesson his masculinity.”
“Are you making excuses?” Mikey pulled away.
“Not really,” Donnie explained. “If we understand his reasoning then we will be better prepared to argue against it.”
Mikey turned to face Donnie, “So what, if he submits to me he thinks it will make him less of a male? Does that mean that he sees me as less than a male?”
“I don’t know,” Donnie sighed. “You are a beta, at best, in his eyes.”
“At worst?” Mikey prompted.
Donnie shrugged, “An omega.”
“I don’t want to be treated like a girl,” Mikey sat up. “I wanna know what it feels like to be inside of him. I went after him expecting to be equal in this. I wanted to have fun with him. I wanted to dress up for him and have him dress up for me, like you did with Leatherhead.”
Donnie blushed, “I wish you wouldn’t talk about what you saw that day.”
“I can’t get it out of my head,” Mikey looked down at Donnie. “I have all these ideas of what I want to do with Leo.”
“I don’t think Leo will be willing to put stockings on,” Donnie sat up to look Mikey in the eyes. “He doesn’t even want to submit because he thinks it’s… beneath him.”
“It’s not fair,” Mikey pouted, pulling the doll closer. “I wouldn’t think less of him if he let me top or if he put on stockings. He liked it fine when I put the stockings on.” His bottom lip started to quiver. “It actually really excited him. He had a full erection before he made it to the bed.”
“Leo’s more reserved than you, Mikey,” Donnie soothed, placing a hand on Mikey’s shoulder. “You knew this going into the relationship.”
“You are making excuses for him,” Mikey got off the bed and opened the door. “You can leave now.”
“You’re both being pigheaded,” Donnie moaned, getting up of the bed. “I am not going to be a go between for the two of you. Sit down and work it out or call it off; It’s up to you. You guys knew each other going in to this relationship, why the hell did you guys expect the other to change? I’ve got work to do, I can’t get caught up in this mess.” He stormed out of the room, mumbling his way down the hall and back to his lab.