#crank dat

You told Raphael that you'd be meeting your boyfriend, Brandan at Times Square to talk with him. Weird set up for a break-up, but the way it went down will be in the history books for many times to come. He growled, giving Donatello a look he knew too well. He got to work immediately.

You met him by the stairs, looking beautiful in your sexy strapless dress with your braids finely styled to perfection. You wanted to make a statement of what hes missing out on, what he could've had. His face lit up brighter than the fireworks during the Macy's Firework Show. He couldn't breathe. He got himself together.

"Whats up, Sweets? Gettin' all dolled up for me? This is why you mean so much to me!" Putting on that weak little grin, acting like he actually means that. You put on your smile like you didn't know what was going on. Then he started rambling on how he knows hes been distant with work and keeping up with the hustle and bustles of the Big Apple, but he was doing it all for you.

"So you've got nothin' to tell me? No other woman? Or no other secrets?" You asked, hands placed nicely in front of you, trying to appear settled.

"Nah, Baby. Ain't no other woman in my life but you. Trust me." He says this while kissing your hands. Bystanders looking on as if hes about to propose. What happened next went viral.

"Hey Brandan. I got your text, you wanted to meet me here? Whose this?" A random woman shouted, coming out of nowhere calling out your now ex-boyfriend's name.

"Ma'am, I think you're mistaken. You must be referring to the gentlemen that just passed me." He claimed.

"Brandan, how you gon do me like that after the passionate night we had 2 weeks ago?" She blurted out his name again.

"Y/N, BabyDoll this isn't what it looks like!" He defends. It was pitiful.

"Looks to me you have a secret. What happened 2 weeks ago? Any more I need to know?" You asked with a pointed look, tapping your toes. Yet it didn't end there as a 2nd party came towards the 3 of you at those stairs for all to see.

"Brandan, whats going on? You sent me a text telling me to come to this spot. Who are these women? Are you his sisters or something?" The 2nd woman demanded.

"We only dated for like 4 months. So this is your secret, Brandan?" You asked, keeping as calm as possible while the other ladies looked like they were about to wipe all of New York with him. He became flustered.

"Look, I don't know these women, aight. Obviously I got a look alike runnin' around posing as me. I'm with you and you only Baby!" He says trying to grab your hand, you just swatted him away. The other 2 ladies scoffed, rolling their eyes.

"Wow, he said the same thing to me last month when I caught him with another girl at Central Park." The second woman claimed.

"He said that to me last week. He even mentioned marrying me!" The 1st jumped in. So far, you were the only one who noticed the cameras pulled out recording the drama playing out. The one girl looked hurt, walking up to him, slapping him across his face. The crowd laughed and teased him.

"I didn't send none of ya'll no text! This is a joke and I ain't laughin!' Whose playin' this game?" He shouts into the crowd at the people recording all of you.

"You told me to come here because you had a surprise for me?" The 1st woman yelled.

"Thats so hilarious because he told me the exact same thing!! Looks like we all got played!" The 2nd woman barged in. Then the girls looked to you wanting to know your place in all this.

"I told him I wanted to meet him. Just like you found out about me and him is the same as me just finding out about you and whatever texts hes sent you! Whats next, Brandan? You married too?" You asked, the crowd was drinking in the drama like a fresh cold water on a hot sunny day.

"Married? He betta not be! With the kind of job you have, whose gonna raise this baby?" The 2nd woman admitted, throwing the test results at him. Both store bought and the lab. The crowd laughed, teased, and gossiped. You on the other hand have had enough. He saw your face and went into action.

"Baby. Ya gotta believe me when I say I got nothing to do with these women. They just want money! You my forever, girl! You gonna believe a bunch of tricks tryna get a buck or ya man whose been down wit you since Day 1?" He was really fighting hard, it was almost entertaining.

The girls were outraged along with other women in the crowd who heard what he said. Yelling at him about how he ain't no man and shouldn't be with anyone at all.

"You're a sad little man, I don't know what I saw in you!" The 1st woman insulted.

"Sad little man ain't enough, honey. This right here..." the 2nd woman pushed him back,"Is a clown. A sham. Player. Dude you a bigger Joke than the Joker Brothers from Next Friday!" The 2nd woman threw out at him, making him roll his eyes at the drama before him.

The crowd ooed at the barrage of insults thrown at the man you thought would propose to you. You didn't even know him anymore. All the while you stood there and thought about your next move.

Unbeknownst to all of you the other set of eyes watching and growling at the chaos unfolding. This came at you all at once. You could go buckwild if you want to or go with a different approach.

"Thats enough!" You shouted, all eyes were on you, for once, Time Square was actually silent. The girls had attitude faces while Brandan just waited for your response. What you said changed minds forever.

"Obviously, you don't care about me, Brandan. Relationships should have trust and you broke it. Whose to say another woman doesn't come, claiming to be your girl too!" You snapped. The crowd looked around as if she would come outta nowhere like the others. Brandan tries to speak. You didn't let him.

"SHUT UP!" You hissed."I'm done with you! As far as you lovely ladies, ya'll may as well be done with him too. Wanna waste your precious time and energy with a player? His other girl probably out there somewhere too." As you were talking, a female voice rang out from the crowd.

"Ya'll can have him!"

"If being faithful wasn't your thing, don't waste women's time with these games. Because as you can see, you just lost!!!!" You started to walk away from the crowd, turning back to the woman who claimed he got her pregnant.

"Sweetheart, I don't know how he did it because there ain't much down there!" You made it loud and clear.

Everyone in the area that heard that, bursted out laughing. Brandan was beside himself. As if getting exposed and dogged in public wasn't enough, you went in for the kill and dished out the mother of all insults. The insult that will break any man down. You snapped your fingers and left the scene, getting cheers and much needed respect for your boldness.

"Dang, she is a savage. Respect, Queen. Respect." The 2nd female says, taking a bow for you.

Were you hurt, Yes. Did it have to happen, Yes. Were you sorry you, Nope.

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Now you were lying on your bed with the biggest smirk on your face. You lost count with how many views that whole fiasco got but you were happy because you were finally free. Some women may sink their faces into their pillows, crying until their pillows got moldy. Getting lost in the valley of loneliness and depression. Yet, you got your victory when you broke it off. Now hes the laughing stock of the whole city.

You had to celebrate but it was late and you didn't want to go out after that drama so you found an alternative. You put on your silky pink slip and shorts and turned on the music.

You could care less how ridiculous you may have looked, this was a celebration. Freshly single. The past completely behind you and ready to find someone better. You weren't the only one celebrating though.

Raphael wanted to check on you after that blowout in Times Square. He was on your balcony watching you doing a really funny dance. He smirked at how much fun you were having. Yet, a tad puzzled.

Carefully sliding the window open, shaking his head that you could be this careless. You were facing the TV, dancing. You were so lost in the music you didn't sense him come in. He silently watched you getting down and stupid. Nodding his head to the beat a little. When you started shaking that booty, he almost lost his junk. The way it jingled was unlike anything hes used to.

"Crank Dat Batman, huh? I don't think I heard dis one yet." He blurted.

You turned around and squealed when you saw him towering over you. You placed your hand on your chest, catching your breath. You pushed his chest, laughing.

"Dude, you almost gave me a heart attack. You watchin' me now? Wanna learn a lil sum sum?" You teased, doing that 'lean wit it, rock wit it' dance. He chuckled at your silliness.

"Aight, I'm down for a lesson."

That's when you both started dancing to the song. Ya'll felt so stupid but didn't care because it was just the 2 of you. You chuckled at each other, teased, just went goofy. You weren't anticipating a celebration involving your favorite turtle/one of the heroes in New York City, but you were happy to take what you could get.

You both plopped on the couch laughing it up, enjoying some calzones and sodas.

"Can't believe yer choice of music. Was that a dance craze or somethin?" He asked, the song playing over and over in his head.

"It started with Soulja Boy and went from there. They even have 'Crank Dat SpiderMan." You snickered when you remembered that song. Raph shook his head, smirking.

"Hilarious, Doll. Yer real classy!" He squeezed you.

"Why thank you, Handsome!" You cooed, tickling his chin. He took you in his lap and started tickling you. Oh how he enjoyed hearing your laughter despite what you had to put up with earlier.

You both started to settle down and share a look. You felt a shock course through you when he touched your arm.

"Did you feel that?" You asked. His face was unreadable but his heart knew what it had to do.

'I always thought girls would be in pieces over this.' He thought. His mind started to get the better of him. For the longest time, hes had the hots for you!

He never acted much less verbalized on it due to being a mutant ninja turtle that lives in the sewer with 3 of his brothers and his mutant rat father. You've built a strong bond overtime. So far hes the only one who saw you as more than just friends. So when that ex of yours came on the scene, he felt he lost you forever.

He took a deep breath.

"I did. I been feelin' it for a long time now." He finally admitted. This took you by surprise. You adore him and his whole family. You respected their boundaries and their duties. You needed to hear more.

"Really? What exactly have you been feelin,' Raph?" You asked, you eyed him up and down, seeing his face twitch as if he were about to be sick. He swallowed hard.

"Feelin' you, Y/N." It comes out in a soft and soothing tone. He still held you on his lap, not moving a single muscle. Before he said a word, he turned his head the opposite direction. "Sorry. Ya just dumped a cheatin' scum. Ya probably need time ta cope, heal, or whateva girls do." He rubs the back of his neck. You admired his thoughtfulness. You began to feel an increasing warmth channeling through your entire body. This feeling, him being here with you, his confession. Could this be the feeling of finding the one? You had nothing to lose, you took the chance gently turning him back to you.

"You're right. I do need to cope." You began,"If it's all the same to you, I'd like to do it with you, Raphael." The words that he never thought he'd hear from any woman. Yet you said it. To his face. Without any second thoughts.

"Ya sure? Ya know what I am!" He roughly says, making it known that he is not a human and that being with him is nothing like being with an average human male.

"Yes. I also know you're not him."

"Of course I ain't him! I'd neva do you like dat!! I Love Ya too much!!!!" His emotions betrayed him when he realized what he said. 'Crap. I went too far. Now shes gonna run!' Feeling like he pushed his limits. However you did the opposite.

You kissed him. He jolted at first, then he melted in the feeling of your lips caressing his larger ones. You molded your lips to his in a beautiful give and take smooch fest. All those pent up feelings and desires spewed out as the kiss became urgent. You grabbed his head, keeping him close.

He repositioned, having you straddle him as you kept kissing. He groaned when you sucked his lip. You pulled back, licking your lips. He caught the motion, mimicking you. Heat flooded your core as you yanked your slip off, exposing your melatonin skin to him. Your dark chocolate nipples teased his snout.

"I think we waited for this to happen long enough, don't you think?" You cooed, groping your breasts for his enticement.

Next thing you knew, you were hoisted off to the bedroom, tossed on the bed, watching him undress himself. You could feel the throbbing within your core as he exposed his meat.

"Wow, so big. Looks delicious. I'd like to try all of that." You complimented, making him blush.

"Yeah well, it ain't what ya call human. Ya sure ya want dis?" He asked, almost appearing ready to zip it up and leave. Which you weren't allowing.

"Man get over here and claim this fresh territory! Besides you way bigger than whatshisname!" You demanded, your grabby hands pushing you over the edge. He joined you on the bed, wet his digits and rubbed your folds. His fingers themselves did wonders to you. You rolled against his touch, moaning how good his fingers feel against you.

"Gotta prep ya, Doll. This beast ain't average!" He's so considerate that he's taking the time to properly prep you. As he plunged his large digit inside of you, thoughts of the day you met started to flash before you.

He was so standoffish, so rough, so rude from time to time. Even though you've accepted him and his brothers, he still didn't trust you. It took some time and effort. Eventually, the two of you reached a healthy understanding. A special bond. You started to train with him. Talk more. You made his day when you told him you knit too, submitting your work to fair entries to get judged and potentially rewarded. Overtime his behavior would change and you'd catch him just staring at you. You didn't pay it much mind. But, when you told him you found someone, it started to sink in that maybe he wanted something more.

Your thoughts were interrupted as you felt that bubble erupting in your lower abdomen. You grabbed his wrist, gently.

"Ah ah ah ah aaahh!" You arched your back as you came. Raph bit his lip when he felt your velvety walls squeeze his digit. 'Is that how it's gonna feel?' His thoughts teasing him as he slowly pulled his finger out. It was coated in white cream, running down his hand.

He took a whiff, then put it into his mouth. Your flavor was unlike anything he's ever tasted. You could hear his rough voice groaning as he relished your cream. When he was done, he just looked at you. You looked right back, shifting your eyes to his impressive beef. You could see the pre-cum dripping down onto your bedding. He leaned over you, pressing his forehead to yours, not breaking eye contact.

"Are ya sure?" He whispers,"Once I start, I ain't stoppin.' I'll be yours." Your heart did backflips, front flips, and any flips that should considered illegal. You kissed his snout, he remained unmoved until you said the word.

"Make me yours! Right Now, Raphael!" Stroking his cheek. He searched your beauty face. Looking for the hesitation. Looking for this to be a joke. He found none. He kissed your cheek and sat back up.

He took his girth in his palm, stroking it leisurely. You gave him a nod, he pointed his tip to your hole. He rubbed you from your pearl to your other hole. He was tempted but wanted the main course. He slithered his tip back up, having collected your juices, carefully sinking into your warm cavern.

After a few moments of give and take, getting used to each other, he finally hilted. Both of his big hands were placed on each side of your head, watching him grit his teeth at your tightness. You gasped.

"You okay?" He asked, so concerned.

"Yeah, Baby. Are you okay?" It was his turn to feel touched. Him with a human female was never in the books for him. Yet this night, you both started to rewrite your stories, from cover to cover.

"I am now that yer mine. Ya ready for me, Doll?" Your hips rolling against him made it clear.

"Come on, Raphael. Just screw me! Claim this chocolate factory!" You cooed, his eyes went black and you both held nothing back as you both rocked that mattress into the floor.

The sounds of the bed screeching and hitting the wall masked the sounds you both were making as you groaned and whimpered with his fascinating love-making. He was careful with you, yet put a little pump into it. Then you made a request that startled him.

"Harder! Bang Me Harder, Red!" You whined, your breasts enticing him. He growled, gently cupping underneath your knees with his beefy hands, and went to town.

"Uhhhh uuuuh uhhh, dis what ya want? Nice and hard? Huh!?" He asked, his lower plastron slapping your beauty cherry.

"Uh huh. Uh huh. Do me like that. Keep doin' me like dat!" You encouraged, you watched in shock as his hips worker faster and harder. You could see your cream coating his lower plastron. The wet noises and leakage made you both blush. An idea comes about as he pulls out and jerks himself off above you.

"Imma come all ova ya, then you'll be mine and mine only. Ya cool wit dat, Baby?" He asked, licking his lips at the sounds of your combined wetness on his shaft. You nod frantically, rubbing your breasts.

"Yeah. I want your come all over me. I wanna taste it! Give me lots of it! Come On Me, Raphael! Come! Come!" You were so desperate to be soaked in his essence. He made the sexiest faces as he pumped himself to release, clenching your thigh. He quickly stood up on the bed pointing his tip at your mouth.

"Here it comes!!!!!! Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!" He roared, unleashing what seemed like a flood of his thickness and slimy cum. You watched it spurt into your mouth, conitinuing down your breasts, your belly. You laid back so he could cover your whole heat. It was warm and tingly as it ran down your body onto your bedspread. In that moment, todays events have been forgotten, all that remained was you and Raphael. He sat on his haunches catching his breath, taking on the gorgeous mess he made of your entire body. Wondering if he'll come that much inside of you.

"You came so much, Baby." You cooed, nut running down your body to your heat. He smirked.

"Ya like dat?" He wondered. He watched as you took a small portion on your index finger and put it in your mouth. Humming your approval.

"Yeah. I like that. I love it." You shimmied.

"And I love you." You smile at him.

"I love you too, Red. It's you and me now."

"Just you and me?" He pressed, not wanting you to bring up that trashboat again. You rubbed his nut all over your body, making him hard again.

"JUST You and Me. I know you'll treat me right." You emphasized.

"Just like I know you treat me and my brothers right."

"Always!" Your heart was so full of love it hurt.

You get up off the bed, dripping his nut everywhere, walking to the shower.

"Wanna join me, my sexy turtle?" You shook your booty at him. He bit his lip.

"Shell yeah. Maybe after I'll teach ya a new dance." He says as he saunters over to your side.

"Oh yeah, what's the name of this dance?"

He plants a hard smack to your bare behind making you yelp.

"Crank Dat Ninja Turtle!" He picks you up and heads to the showers for round 2. Maybe even 3.

What a day you had. You went from long lasting drama to long lasting love with the one whose been there the whole time.

Back at the lair, Donnie and Mikey could not stop laughing. The video of your ex's dirty laundry went viral while you and Raph were doing the do.

"Dude, this guy is weak. He got no words. Look at his face when the girl mentioned his baby!" Mikey laughed harder as he watched the girl through the tests at him in front of the whole crowd.

"I can't believe there are guys like that out there. He really thought he was slick." Donnie says with a cheshire grin,"But I am slicker."

As it turns out, Raph told Donnie to do some heavy digging on the scumbag. Raphael never cared for that thing you were dating. Not only was he not good enough for you, he didn't deserve you.

Donnie thought Raph was being jealous, since hes a mutant turtle and you were a beautiful natural born human woman. He did it as a means to make a point to Raphael that hes just a envious turtle with a crush. His face dropped when he discovered the dude's dirty little secret. The list of women hes been associating with went up to 15. One of which he discovered the girl was a swimsuit model. He started scheming, hacking into Brandan's phone and managed to send text messages to the girls to have them meet him at the spot you and him were located. All turtles watching the drama unfold.

Leonardo watched, though he wasn't too experienced with women, he knew what this guy was doing to you was wrong and needed to be exposed.

When Raphael looked at the list, he growled. This dude was boning all these girls behind your back, potentially getting one pregnant. One of the very few occasions where Raphael proved Donnie wrong. When it was over and done with, the guys shared fist bumps.

As Leonardo, Michelangelo, Donatello watched Raphael leave to your place, they started to ponder.

"Ya think he's gonna ask her out?" His brothers looked at him with disbelief.

"Mikey, she just got out of a bad relationship. I don't think she's ready to......." Leo's sentence was interrupted by the sound of a text message coming from his phone. It was Raphael.

"I'm gettin' mine, Fearless. I'm stayin' da night. Be back by mornin!"

Leonardo had no words to what he just read nor did he remember his most recent thought.

"Was that Raph? What'd he say?" Donnie wanted to know.

"We'll see him in the morning." Leaving out the first part. Leo turns around, headed to his room to read.

Donnie and Mikey smirked, sharing a high three.

"Success!"