Bloopdogbee 💙

Raph x April (bay)

Warnings: A bit smutty, not period sex but April is on it, Raphael has never seen breasts before and my guys is hooked

also this is my first time writing something smutty so let me know how it goes!

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April was having a rough ass day. Vern had spent the day asking her over and over again if she’d go out with him. Then she got a flat tire on her scooter. And to put it over the top, her period had started this morning and everything hurt. She had bad cramps, her breasts were sore, her back ached, and she almost cried when her coffee was too hot that morning.

So, when she went down to the lair that night, it was safe to say she needed some lovin’. The boys were all hanging out in the lair doing why they usually did. Mikey was skateboarding around the top lair of the sewer, Donnie was working on some sort of experiment, Leo was practicing his katas on the mat in the middle of the dojo, and Raphael was punching his bag up in his room.

“Hey angelcakes!” She hears Mikey shout as he pulls the board from beneath his feet, landing next to her. She couldn’t help but smile at his carefree nature. Perhaps it wouldn’t be such a bad day after all. “Damn! You smell good, mamas! Raph, come see your girl!” *He calls and she can feel the blood rushing to her cheeks at the name. Raph’s girl.

*A gruff voice sounds from behind her. “She ain’t my girl, numb nuts” Raph says, though he comes up behind her regardless.

“Hey, doll” *He says, his voice softening before he visibly shifts at her scent.

She pauses in confusion, looking up at him. Why had he stopped? 

“Raphie?”

*He grunts before shaking his head.

“You…” He starts, but doesn’t finish.

*Again, April is confused, and a little hurt when he backs up from her. She’d hoped to get a little comfort for her troubles but by the way he was acting, clearly he didn’t want her around.

*Then Donnie walks out, telling them that they needed to go out since there was something reported on the police scanner. She huffs and turns her head away, arms crossed.* “Just go, Raphael. I’ll be here.” 

Raph looked sorry that he had to go before explaining himself, but followed Leo and his brothers at her command.

She stood there for a moment in annoyance before sighing. She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes as she bit her lip to stop it quivering. 

She makes her way up toward the exit before hearing Splinter say something that gave her pause.

“You must forgive my son, April. He is not used to human scents.” 

*This confused her and she turned back towards the rat, a silent plea for clarification.

*The older rat sighs and strokes his beard before sighing*

“Raphael’d senses are heightened, as are his brothers. He is…enlightened by your scent at particular times of each month. I suspect you know why.”

*Her eyes widen. Was Raphael really affected by her period? It would make sense why Mikey said she smelled good. And why he stiffened before touching her, his nostrils flaring.*

“So it’s…not my fault?” *She asks, unable to keep the warble from her voice*

“No, my dear. He is simply overwhelmed by your presence at the moment. I’m certain he will be fine once it ends. You may go make yourself comfortable in his room if it will ease the pain. I will make you some tea.”

April smiles and wants nothing more than to hug the rat. But, the idea of curling in Raphael’s bed and wait for him to return home to her, especially after learning what her scent did to him even in her little understanding, was pleasant.

“Thank you, master Splinter” *She says before climbing the ladder up to Raph’s room.

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The cramps were hitting terribly. On both sides, her back and front, and it felt like she was being stabbed repeatedly. Letting out small whimpers of pain, she doesn’t notice when the big red extra violent teddy bear had paused in his doorway.

Now, Raphael was aware of his hormones. He’d been aware multiple times, especially after just meeting her years prior when his brain told him to fuck into his hand multiple times at the sight the pretty girl that he would now get to hang around a lot with.

With that being said, at the time, he never really noticed her scent during this time. He was too caught up in how pretty she was, and her being younger her scent wasn’t as strong during that time.

But now? Oh shit he could smell it now. He could smell her from just walking into the lair. He wasn’t sure if his brothers could smell it as intensely as he could but it wasn’t the first thought on his mind. 

His brain went numb when the strongest of her scent came from his room. When he jumped up to the second floor, he paused when he saw her whimpering in pain in his bed. His sheets reeked of her and so did his room. He lets out a soft groan, taking a step back and contemplating leaving the lair all together to stroke one (or a couple) out later when she had gone home and her scent lingered on his sheets still.

However, she caught him before he could make his grand escape.

“Raphie…please don’t go..” *She whined. She was hurting so bad. And she wanted him to fix it.

His shook away the instincts begging him to fuck her pain away with his cock, instead walking slowly over to the bed and kneeling before it. His heart broke when he saw the tear stains down her cheeks. He lifted a three-fingered hand to wipe them away gently.

“Doll face…where does it hurt?” He asks tenderly.

Instead of telling him, she wraps her small hand around his wrist and guides it to her lower stomach. His breath hitches and his instincts are screaming at him to go lower. He takes a deep breath and releases it before massaging deep against the skin.

She groans quietly, laying her head back down on his pillow as he attempts to rub the cramps away. 

Finally, after struggling to compose himself, he shifts to lay behind her on the bed. his hand stayed on her lower belly as he gently pulled her back to his plastron. Before he could think, he leans down to her ear and whispers*

“Where else does it hurt, baby?”

*She whines quietly before whispering back.* “My chest…” 

*He gulped before shifting his hand to her chest. He now realized that she hadn’t taken her bra off yet. His hand slid under her shirt, finding the clip.*

“Can I?” *He asks softly*

*April nods slowly and hits her eyes as she feels his hand move her hair out of the way. He unclips her bra with one hand before helping her shimmy out of it, throwing it on the floor somewhere.*

“Do ya want me to rub where it hurts, doll?” *He asks, hands still splayed across the majority of her stomach under her shirt.

*He gulps when she nods and can’t stop his hands from moving up her front to gently rest over her breasts.*

*At first, he cups them, feeling the weight of them in his palms. Damn, this was everything he had ever imagined as a teenager come to life. They were heavier than he imagined they’d be on a human woman. His thumbs run over either side, finding the smooth areoles at the tips of the meaty flesh.*

*Her gasp at his discovery fuels him to press further. His thumbs continue to explore, rubbing circles around her nipples as his snout pressed against the back of her neck, taking in the scent he’d been so tempted by in the last couple hours.*

“Heh…couldn’t focus with the guys tonight cuz of ya” *He says quietly, teasing.*

“Wh-why’s that?” *She asks, flustered by his touch but by no means pushing him away.*

“Your scent was all I could think ‘bout” *He says, his hands kneading her breasts with curiosity and tenderness. He was aware that she was still in pain, but he couldn’t keep all of his instincts at bay*

“Mmm…Splinter t-told me” *She whispers before resting one of her hands over his through the shirt* “C-could you massage a little lower?” *She asks*

“Oh did he now, huh? Damn rat, sharin’ all my secrets” *He says, moving his hands to where she wants him and practically vibrating when she sighs in pleasure.*

“April…”

“Yes, Raphie?..” *She asks, a bit breathless from the touch*

“Let me make ya feel good,” *He whispers against her neck and all she can do is nod.*

*He flips her over to her back and slowly lifts her shirt to expose the mounds of flesh his hands had been exploring. His eyes widen a bit at the sight of her flushed chest. Her breasts were better than the ones in Mikey’s stupid magazines. Just as plump and belonging to *her* seemed to be his justifications. He leans down without thinking, wrapping his lips around one nipple, churring when she moans. His tail was so wagging.

April sighs in pleasure, resting her manicured hands on his shoulder and shell. “Raphie…oh…please don’t stop..”

*He churrs and sucks lightly on the nipple before moving to the other, his hand massaging her breast.* 

“R-Raph, wait..” 

*He lifts his head, but doesn’t pull his hands away.* “What is it, doll face?”

*She swallows before sighing.* “I-if you’re hoping to fuck or anything…we can’t. I’m literally bleeding and that’s gross.” *She says, looking away as flush covers her cheeks.*

*He smiles and kisses up her neck, enjoying the way her skin flushes as bright as his bandana.* “I’m just here to make ya feel good, Ape. Anything you don’t want, I won’t do…just damnit, please don’t make me stop with these” *He says, squishing her breasts gently to emphasize.

*She giggles a bit before nodding.* “Play with them all you want, just be gentle”

*He leans up and kisses her gently. Gosh her lips were just as plump and perfect as he’d imagined. He slowly pulls away and admires her surprised expression and red cheeks.* “I’m always gentle when it comes to you.” *And with that, he returns to her chest, every movement making newfound butterflies rise in her chest.*

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*Lying against his chest, April enjoys his gentle touches through her hair. He’d taken to gently kissing her head and neck once her cramps had subsided and she no longer needed his touch on her chest. Though that didn’t stop him from giving the occasional squeeze. He rubs his beak against her scalp and sigh quietly, his instincts content with scent marking her.*

*She giggles softly, nails gently tracing shapes on his shell and plastron.* “Raphie?” *She whispers.*

“Yeah, doll face?” *He asks gruffly, pulling her impossibly closer.*

“Can I stay?” *She asks, looking up at him with a vulnerability in her eyes he hadn’t seen before.*

Raph Seeing as Raphael literally always worries about his size and how different he is from humans, I doubt he’d be the type to forget how small you are compared to him. However, if he ever were to have a moment of weakness, it’d be a time he needs comfort. Say him and Leo had gotten into another fight and he truly just needed to be held for a bit. Of course, you were there on his bed on your phone, waiting patiently for him to return from patrol with his brothers. When he walks in the door, he does little more than shrug off his backpack from his shell and slip his sais from his belt before collapsing onto the bed. At first he lands beside you, not wanting to crowd your space. But you knew that expression. Pretty soon, his head was on your chest and his arm wrapped around your side, his three-fingered hand resting on your lower back as he took a moment to breathe you in. Regardless of how angry he was, he truly was just a big, exhausted teddy-bear. And you didn’t have the heart to tell him he was crushing your ribs by squeezing you so tightly.

Leo Again, like Raphael, I doubt he’s the type to forget about his own size. Though, there are moments when he’s vulnerable where it’ll slip his mind. Along with this, he’s also not the type to actively seek out emotional support even when he needs it most. Instead, he’ll collapse on your bed (he doesn’t like to cuddle at the lair anymore because he’s afraid you both will get caught by his brothers again) and bury his face in your pillow, inhaling your scent. When you join him, running your nails gently over his shell because you notice how spent he looks after fighting and patrolling for nights on end, he eventually wraps an arm around you. And after that, he’s gone. He will lay on top of you, his face buried in either your neck or shoulder as he inhales you like you’re the final piece of a puzzle he didn’t know he was putting together. He subconsciously rests his entire body weight on you, arms wrapped around your waist and he lets you hold him. Now because this doesn’t happen very often, and you know that if you tell him you can’t breathe under his weight he’ll likely not let himself be this vulnerable in front of you for the next few months, you don’t say a word. You simply run your fingers over his shell and take shallow breaths.

Donnie Donnie is very aware of his size. He towers over his other brothers and typically it’s a very valuable tool in battle, being a tall and lanky stringbean has its perks. But when you sit in his chair waiting for him to return from patrol and you look so damn comfy and warm, it tends to slip his mind often. At first, he’ll kneel before you, his head resting on your thigh as he rests his eyes and your fingers run gently over his scales. After you take his glasses off, claiming that it would be more comfortable without them, he lifts you up from the chair, leaving his glasses forgotten on the table as he carries you over to the cot he keeps in the corner of the lab. He lays you both down much too quickly to be truly careful and collapses on top of you. His arms around your waist and his head buried in your chest. Without his sight, he relies on his other senses. He relaxes at the sound of your heart, of your breathing, of the gentle shapes you trace on his carapace. He allows it to lull him into a trance filled with only you. Unlike Leo or Raph, you openly tell him if you’re uncomfortable. He’ll adjust with a small “sorry, dove” before allowing you to continue to hold him. He’s asleep before you can tell him your arm is falling asleep under his weight.

like I understand there’s a bit of an age gap but I headcannon April to be in her early twenties, at most maybe 23.

I need her sitting on Donnie’s lap and taking her time to gently teach him how to kiss while he is a nervous wreck at the mere sight of her on him. I need her touching Raph and complimenting his hard earned muscles while exploring them with her hands and letting him experience the gentle touch of a woman, also simultaneously teaching him how to be gentle as well.

I need her rubbing Leo’s shoulders to get him to relax after a long night of arguing with his brothers and patrol and inevitably teaching him how to ask for help when it comes to needing affection, with her hands exploring every dip and groove of his shell till he’s putty in her hands.

I need her teaching Mikey to be calm enough to touch her without getting so worked up that he hurts her, though it definitely takes a few tries of her teaching him how to set the mood and tease before he jumps straight into it.