The larger turtle rumbled as he gripped Don by the face and pulled him close. He nuzzled each cheek and gently brought their foreheads together.
"The things ya do ta me~" the larger purred. Though he did not pull away. Without much thought, Raphael brought their beaks closer together and he pressed a soft kiss on olive lips, only pulling away quickly.
"I-I'm sorry Don, I hope that wasn't too much -"
"T.thank you" Donnie happily nuzzled Raph back, thanking him yet again for being able to cum and for giving him such pleasure when he didn't need to.
His eye went wide though at the kiss, staring with wide eyed innocence, looking innocent for the first time since they'd found him.
He'd never been kissed.
Why would anyone want to kiss him? It felt nice though, but when he went to kiss back Raph had already pulled away from him.
Don just shook his head when Raph asked if it was too much. It was perfect and more then he deserved
Raphael nodded when Donatello shook his head, indicating that kissing him was okay. But that look... Had Don never been kissed before? Something flared up inside Raph knowing that he had stole Donnie's first kiss.
Raphael knew that there were bound to be greater consequences for what they were doing. Brothers were not supposed to do this. But it felt right to him. None of this felt wrong at all.
An emerald green hand cupped the left side of Dons cheek and he pulled Donnie back into another soft kiss, using his other free hand to caress the smaller's body.
Donnie pressed into the touch with still that confused innocent look on his face, not sure what to think or do about this. He'd never been in this situation before, where the rules were completely unknown.
At first he just stayed still and let Raph do as he wanted, but the gentle caresses soon had him opening his mouth with a soft churr to try and awkwardly kiss back, having no idea what he was doing.
It didn't feel bad though so he kept going, trying to quickly learn what he was meant to doing by moving his lips a little with Raph's.
Raphael rumbled as Donatello kissed him back. The hand upon Don's cheek caressed it gently, pulling him even deeper into the kiss. They were both inexperienced.
Which made the moment all the more special.
Raph pulled the smaller frame closer to his own and pulled out of the kiss to spread kisses along Donnie's face and then down to his neck. The larger turtle was gentle with each kiss and caress.
Donnie had never been kisssed, but he also hadn't even see a kiss, or even knew what one really was.
The only time he'd kissed was down Raphs plastron and that was only because someone had done that to him once to get him wound up while wearing a cock ring. And god it had felt so good he was desperate for relief in seconds
He liked the kiss on the lips, but he didn't understand it. Why were they rubbing their lips together like this and did it feel like this for Raph too.
Raphael nibbled at the tender and olive flesh of the smaller turtle's neck, but then slowly began kissing upwards again before he made it back to Don's lips.
Donnie's neck was sensitive and he fell relaxed again, encorouging Raph with more churrs and moans of pleasure and happiness. His body tensed though at the feel of teeth and he started to shake slightly with a little whimper.
Please don't bite down. He was too scared to voice his fears though, just freezing completely still with his eyes squeezed shut waiting for the hard bite. Bite's usually marked him and made him draw blood but he didn't dare tell Raph to stop
Raphael pulled away when Donatello seemed confused as to what they were doing. Was he doing it wrong? Was Donnie not liking it?
He was not sure what he was doing either, but it felt good. And he thought that he was making Donnie feel good too. Obviously he was just making the smaller confused or Don just was not feeling it.
"Sorry. Ya don't like it do you?"
"D.don't bite m.me... p.please?" His voice was scared again, thinking of Raph sinking his teeth into his soft delicate skin on his neck, he already had teeth marks there. Would Raphs even stand out?
He knew he shouldn't tell his master what to do and looked down at the bed between them nervously.
Don really did like the kisses, but teeth against skin reminded him too much of abuse. How could biting not hurt him?... Oh god he was being selfish to his master.
Scared that he was getting too comfortable and trying to stop Raph from doing his duty as his master Donnie went completely limp "S.sorry.... I.i'm yours M.master... t.to do w.what you w.want to..."
Oh god he'd tried to stop Raph from marking him. He didn't have a collar so he needed a mark! Still shaking in Ralph's hands he tilted his head to the side to expose more of his neck.
"Whoa, stop." Raphael said quickly, making Donatello look at him. "That's not what 'm saying. 'm not going ta do anything ya don't want Donnie."
The larger turtle was honestly a little upset and confused. Was he hurting Donnie? Was the smaller not really liking what he was doing? Was he being too forceful? Was Don scared?
Raphael sat up, fully aware that the smaller turtle was still snuggly sitting in his lap. But he needed to make Donnie understand. "If what I am doin' upsets ya, I want ya ta tell me. I don' want ta hurt ya Don. 'm sorry if what I was doin' upset'choo. I don't want you to be scared of me." Raph spoke softly, gently caressing the side of Donnie's face. "I won't force myself onto you again."
Was he allowed to speak his mind? Even a little bit?
Suddenly Donnie clung to Raph and started to cry heavily, letting all of his fear leave him through the tears and sobbing.
"I.i h.hated the b.biting." He admitted. Trying not to think of all the painful times he was bitten just to cause him pain, his neck was so sensitive that it hurt almost as much as his tail.
He wanted to stop crying and let his brother do what he wanted. What he deserved. But he was so scared and his memories were too painful, bleeding his heart out to Raph in hopes of some comfort when he felt more like he deserved punishment.
Oh god. What had he done? Raphael, had tried to be gentle, but the only thing he had ended up doing was hurting Donnie.
The larger turtle pulled Don closer and rubbed his shell softly as he cried. It hurt his heart to see Donnie in so much pain. The smaller did not deserve this.
What they had just shared was special, and Raph had to go on about and ruin it. "I"m sorry." Raphael spoke softly and pulled Don a little closer. Allowing him to cry.
For some reason, Raph felt as though this was what Don needed. To let it all out. To make room to heal.
Donnie curled up and cried in Raph's lap like a frightened child, which in many ways he still was.
All these years he'd locked up all of his feeling and pains to just act like a good little boy and do everything he was told without objections.
Now everything came crashing down harshly and he wasn't even sure why he was crying. Letting out years of torment and pain while Raph comforted him by holding him close and stroking his shell, for once acting and being treated like the broken turtle he was.
Raphael just held Donnie as he cried. There was nothing to be said. If there was, it would not matter anyway.
Don had a lot of pain to let out and he more than understood. He had been through so much. Raph had wondered when the smaller was finally going to cry.
But it made Raphael feel guilty that it was something that he did that made Donnie cry. But he did not leave him, all he did was caress his shell and wipe away his tears every now and again. Giving Don the comfort he so desperately wants and needs.
Now that he had started he couldn't stop and the tears just kept flowing, making his voice hoarse from crying and tears eventually running dry since he had been dehydrated for so long before. All the while he never stopped his tight hold against Raph's plastron.
The comfort helped Donnie a little, without it he would probably be hyperventilating and finding it hard to breath through his loud thick sobbing.
Raphael held Donnie close until he eventually cried himself to sleep within his arms. But the hothead never left him. He grabbed the blanket to cover them both of up and just sat there.
He did not make a move until Don began to stir a few hours later. The tear tracks were gone due to Raph wiping them away, but the pain on Donnie's face was as clear as day.
The smaller had been through so much. And crying his heart out was the only way for him to truly heal. And it was killing Raph inside. Don deserved to be happy. Not broken.
Raph nuzzled the smaller gently and kissed his cheek, just holding him and being there for him for as long as Donnie needed him too.
Donnie nuzzled back as he woke up, before looking away and just staying curled in the others arms.
He felt numb on the inside and didn't really react much to the comforting kiss on his cheek.
There was a puddle of cum under Donnie's tail from where he was so loose it had leaked out of him, the blanket covering up everything as the bigger turtle held him.
Raphael just held Donatello close. Just giving him comfort. There was not much else he could really do at this point.
However, the larger turtle blinked when he felt something leak onto his leg. It felt sticky and warm. In curiosity, Raph removed the blanket and his eyes widened when he seen a white sticky substance on his leg.
Though there was something else mixed within the semen. Blood. Clear as day it stood out and Raph panicked. "Shell! Donnie, yer bleeding!"
Donnie just looked down blankly, too numb for any real reaction, he felt empty and drained.
When he saw the bloody seman he just muttered "Sorry" Not even stuttering he was so numb, voice sounding like he was dead on the inside and just couldn't gather the effort to care.
Raphael had quickly removed the dried up cum and the wet splotches. The larger turtle felt his heart stop at the dead tone in Donatello's voice. Now that he really looked at the smaller turtle, he looked broken.
Donnie didn't move or speak. Just sat curled in Raph's arms and stared at a spot on the bed. His whole world had crashed around him the last few days and he couldn't deal with it, it was too much too fast and the crying had only made everything that had ever happened to him a real trauma in his mind.
There was nothing he could do. For once in his life, Raphael did not know what to do. He felt like a failure. Just sitting here and doing nothing for Donnie. He was the one who was supposed to protect him and now look what happened.
Don was like a lifeless doll. And it broke Raphael's heart to see him like this. Small tears began to form within his own eyes. What had he done wrong?
"Donnie?" Raph whispered softly, trying to bring Donnie back from whatever world he was trapped in. He couldn't stand to see him like this. It was hurting him inside, though what hurt him most, is not knowing how to help him.
At the sound of his name he turned his head to look up at Raph, wide brown eyes looking dull and blank.
His head tilted slightly in acknowledgement that Raph was speaking, lifelessly moving to hug him, almost as if he was moving on automatic and not really thinking of what he was doing or why.
Raphael could not take it anymore. This... this was not Donatello. No, this was... He could not take it.
Raph quickly removed himself the bed and placed Donnie onto it gently before running out of the room to find his brothers. "Mikey! Leo! I - Donnie needs help!"
Leonardo quickly ran out of his room. Frowning when he seen that Raph was frantic, obviously scared. "What's wrong?"
"I-I don't know he - we were talking last night. And then he started crying and now - he's lifeless. I don't know what to do."
Leo was in the room faster than they could blink. The elder's heart sunk to his stomach when he seen the broken and lifeless look on Donnie's face. His eyes... and his scent... it was wrong.
"Don?"
Donnies eyes once again turned up to look at Leo from where he was curled under the blanket.
The broken turtle had changed overnight from frightened child to lifeless adult, looking far more older than he was. Aged by everything that had happened to him during his abusive upbringing.
He no longer even tried to hide his past, or scurry around for an order or praise, he felt hollow, like nothing mattered anymore.
He didn't even know who he was.
Leonardo could see it. All of it. The pain, the emptiness, the hurt. Everything.
And it was so powerful that tears were in his own eyes. But they had to do something. Anything.
"Has he eaten?"
"I don't know... not since yesterday afternoon." Raphael spoke softly. "But how 's dat gonna help him?"
Leo sighed and looked up at Raph. "We have to try something. Or you, you're the only one who he opens up to Raph. He's the one who came to you with all his pain. You know him better than the two of us do."
It was sad and painful to admit, but it was true. All Mikey and Leo could do was stand by and let Raphael take charge.
Fine. If that was going to wake Donnie up, then fine.
Raphael walked over to Donnie, and gripped him by the arm gently and pulled him off of the bed. For once in his life, Raph was serious.
"I don't know where ya are right now. But 'm gonna fix ya. Even if dat means makin' ya eat." The hothead had promised Donnie that he would not force him, and he wasn't. Not intentionally anyway.
Leonardo followed after the two as Raphael dragged Donatello out. Though something was off. Something felt wrong between those two.
Did something else happen that he was unaware about?
