#brayton

They have a bike they made similar to the one Donnie made in Bug Busters- though it functions more as a motorcycle that can invert its wheels to hover

They ran away from home for a whole set of reasons-

Xe have only two friends, Nova, and her step brother, Brayton

They do graffiti and build tech making Mikey and Donnie enjoy xem-

Raph just likes them as a person- they get along well (especially both being tall large people- tho Raph is taller)

Leo feels very awkward around xem

The smiley patch on their pants is to match Nova and Brayton (Brayton having the same thing painted on the back of his wheelchair)

Their voice claim is Hot Dog Guy from The Amazing World of Gumball

They got a touch of tism- they struggle with reading others a lot and recognizing their own emotions

Donnie isn't very touch adverse to Aki due to their wings and fluff (weight and natural softness) and often engages things like hugs first

Their dad is a fox and is extremely overprotective of Aki

     The second the doors were open he was on stage, singing number after number, while the women danced around him, the patrons,mostly men, not paying him an ounce of attention which suited him just fine. Coming back from his first intermission of the night Brendon spotted a change in the crowd, a party of some sort near front and center, a spot he knew usually reserved for VIP’s or special events. A man,sitting in the middle of the group catching his attention instantly, he had short dark hair, and an unforgettable facial structure, his piercing blue eyes meeting brendons before looking away quickly.     

     Two songs later Brendons eyes drifted towards the strikingly good looking man, a hoard of women surrounding him, but that didn’t matter, the man's eyes never leaving Brendon.Feeling his face burn red he looked away, trying to focus anywhere but the group directly in front of him, feeling the man’s eyes on him still. When he managed to look back over, the man was alone, his eyes trained on Brendon, he licked his lips and gave him a small smirk making Brendon blush again.The two played this silent dance for several more songs, Brendon would look at him, he would wink or smirk, licking those damn lips of his, Brendon would flush until someone looked away then repeat.

   By the time his set was over Brendon was overheated and turned on, his cock hardening with every passed look or gesture. He made his way to the bar, hoping to grab a drink to calm his nerves and cool himself off. Ryan slid him his usual, a sudden presence next to him not registering with him until he felt a hand on his leg. He jumped and turned to look at the person, a firm squeeze to his thigh warning him to stop.

     “Meet me in the Men’s room in 3 minutes” the smooth voice spoke.

  Brendon bit his lip to stifle the groan he so badly wanted to let out, the man disappearing into the crowd as quickly as he arrived. Finishing his drink he turned to leave, a hand on his stopping him, Ryan the bartender looking at him softly.   “Be careful man, he’s famous.”

  “I’m sorry, what? I-I don’t know what you’re going on about.” Ryan gave him a look, “Just be careful, he’s a Racecar driver or something, his buddies booked the VIP section for his birthday. His name’s Dayton something, just-just be careful Brendon.”

  Nodding Brendon got up, making his way to the mens room, nerves filling him every step of the way, his thoughts nearly getting the best of him. What if the guy was disappointed in him? What if this was a prank? Shaking his head he closed his hand around the door handle, pushing his way gently into the apparently empty restroom. Walking in his heart dropped, the sound of the door locking behind him sent him turning on his heels, coming face to face with the stranger. His eyes even bluer up close.

     “I was afraid you weren’t coming.” Dayton said, slowly closing the space between him and brendon, brendon instinctively backing up until he felt the bathroom counter his his back.

    “Sorry, I uh-I got stopped on my way here.” Brendon stuttered out, his nerves getting the best of him, not finding himself able to take his eyes away from the man.

“Is that so? Well, you’re here now thats all that matters.” Closing the gap between them, he ran his thumb over brendons lips. “I have been wanting to taste these lips, all night.”

  Wrapping his hand around the back of Brendons head Dayton pulled him in for a kiss, their lips barely touching before brendon found his nerve and pushed deeper, his tongue flicking out to dance across Daytons lips both parting snaking their tongues together in a dance for dominance, one Brendon gladly let dayton win, moaning when he felt his hand slide down to the front of brendons pants grabbing his now fully hard cock through his pants. 

   Breaking the kiss Dayton smirked, “Glad to see I’m not the only one excited here.” Leaning in he began to pepper kisses along brendons jaw and down his neck, his hands working quickly to remove brendons pants stroking his hard cock a few times smirking into his neck when Brendon moaned, unable to do much else simply trying to focus on all the sensations happening to him at once.

   Brendon wasn’t sure when Dayton removed his own pants, his eyes growing when he saw him stroking his own impressive length. “Like what you see Rock star?” Brendon nodded, moving to go to his knees dying to taste Dayton, stopping when dayton put a hand on his arm, “As much as I would love to have those lips wrapped around me, we don’t have the time tonight. This next parts gonna be quick and rough, you sure your ok?”

    Brendon nodded, pretty sure at this point the man could tell him to do just about anything and he would agree. “Excellent, turn around for me, hands on the counter.” Brendon did just that, turning to face the mirror watching dayton pull Lube out of his pocket, jumping slightly when he felt it dribble onto his waiting hole. Brendon groaned when he felt the first finger push in, knowing this was going to be quick, neither man wanting to waste time on prep, he winced when he felt a second finger enter, scissoring him open.

    “Damn your tight, when’s the last time you got fucked properly?”

  Brendon chuckled, “Yeah, it’s been a while.Way too long if you ask me”

   Dayton nodded, watching Brendons face turn from pain to pleasure, then back to pain as he forced a third finger in, his own eyes blown out and dark at the sight before him. Once Dayton figured brendon was ready he lubed himself up, lining up behind brendon pushing just the tip into him. “Watch me” Dayton commanded, his eyes meeting Brendons in the mirror as he slowly began to inch in, Brendon struggling to keep eye contact, losing himself in the mixture of pleasure and pain. Dayton hissed, as he sunk in, Brendon tighter than he realized, biting his own lip to contain his moan when his hips met Brendons ass flush, himself full seated inside the man.   “You better hold on to the counter Rock Star, I don’t do things slow. It’s not in my nature.”     

    Dayton smirked, not giving Brendon the time to respond before he pulled out and slammed back in, a noiseless scream rippling from Brendon, grabbing the counter and closing his eyes, doing everything in his power not to draw attention to them. His speed increased with every thrust, the sound of skin on skin and Brendons light mewls and whimpers and Daytons grunts the only sounds echoing throughout the room.    

     He must have felt himself getting close because Dayton reached around Brendon, grabbing his leaking cock, stroking it in time with his thrusts, Brendons moans growing louder, Daytons shift in movements making him hit his prostate with nearly every thrust. A quiet scream burst from Brendon as his cock twitched in Daytons hand, cum spurting all over the counter in front of him, Brendon clamping down on Dayton with his orgasm. Letting go of brendons now spent cock, Dayton put his hands on brendons hips sloppily thrusting faster, growling as he too came, filling brendons ass slowing to a stop, the sound of their heavy breathing deafening in the silent room. 

    Catching his breath Dayton helped clean Brendon up, both men righting themselves and putting their clothes back on, brendons cheeks still eight shades of red.

    “Now, that is one hell of a way to celebrate a birthday.” Dayton smirked at Brendon. Amused that he managed to blush a brighter shade of red.

   “Glad to know I could help make it memorable.” Brendon smiled shyly at him.

Heading to the bathroom door Dayton turned, “That you did Brendon.”