Not So Bitchless Anymore
|Touchstarved? Donnie x Reader Pt. 2|
notes: this is the part two of @did-i-mention-the-shirt's fic so you should go read that first!!
Pt. 1 | M.List
(Name)'s heart might've stopped beating as he wet his lips and nodded.
The instant regret that had washed over them as they had asked the question faded into relief yet- their heart was beating in their throat as he leans closer, closer. (Name) slowly closes their eyes, everything seemed to be moving in slow motion. They were sure he could see the pink dusting their cheeks.
(Name) could feel Donnie's warm breath fanning over their face, it was getting warmer and warmer as he closed the distance little by little.
Sensing his shyness and slight hesitance, (Name) pulled him closer, close enough to touch their lips to his as they leaned up to reach. Everything from then on was natural instinct, and damn it felt like the stars came down to surround them and hold them both tightly.
Their lips moved in sync, inexperienced, sure, but neither of the two would say they regretted it. His lips moved to encase theirs instead of how it started, his hands trailing to their hips and their hands trailed to his shoulders.
It felt like forever passed by over once, once moreover. Until, they pulled away gasping for air. The pair, faces red, kiss-dazed, and in love, stared into each other's eyes for a few seconds, processing what had just happened.
Of course, once they both snapped out of it, (Name) found Donnie with a smug smirk across his features, "Not so bitchless anymore then, hm?" He crossed his arms over his chest.
"You calling me a bitch, Donatello?" (Name) raised a brow in mock anger, though letting a smile break through when they seen his facial expression morph into slight fear.
"No- That's-" (Name) cut him off with another peck to his lips.
The way they looked at him was almost unrecognizable, it was like their features had softened, welcomed him inside. He wanted to see more of it already. More of it, he knew he would see.
"Donnie," (Name) chirped up again once more.
"Yes?" He responded, having a good feeling about this one.
"Are we like- dating now?" (Name) asked in a softer, quieter tone.
Donatello licked his lips once more, and nodded confidently this time, "I would enjoy that, yes."
For the first time in a excruciating long time, (Name) flashed him a smile. A smile that wasn't smug, teasing, mocking, or because they had been laughing. It was a sincere smile. A beautiful one at that. He couldn't wait to see more of that. (Name) wasn't so mean when it comes to love it seems.
Donatello wasn't so bitchless anymore after all.
