Chapter 4

Rated: M

Pairing: Raphael x April O' Neil (2k12)

Summary: It'd been over a year since April and Raphael started dating, but her patience was quickly wearing thin. After winning countless battles and trampling so many foes - was finally losing her v-card to her red-banded terrapin boyfriend too much to ask?

Here's the last chapter, y'all. Hope you enjoyed it and thanks for sticking with me! :-)

There is a drabble series in the works that coincides with this story! It'll be called 'Afterglow' and the first chapter will be out next week! Hope ya'll check it out!

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Raphael gently lowered her to her back and rested his weight on top of her, careful to keep the majority of it off her taunt and delicate frame. As her legs opened, he adjusted his lower half accordingly. Softly feeling the tip of his penis at her moist entrance left April gasping. She fully expected this to hurt like hell, but she was ready. No matter how physically painful, she wanted to have all of him now.

Reaching between them, Raphael touched her wet opening softly with probing fingers, but as his large index slowly pushed in, he could only hear her moan painfully at the intrusion. Raphael withdrew it, waiting for her go ahead to try again. With a nod of her head, April tried to relax as she felt his finger – which was basically the size of decent-sized human penis – begin pushing inside of her. She couldn't help but tense when she felt the pain accompanying her vagina stretching around the intrusive finger. Trying a different tactic, Raphael lowered himself to kiss her neck; the tip of his index finger barely probing her opening as his thumb brushed teasingly along her clit.

April finally relaxed, and leaned her head back to expose her neck to his lips and tongue. Opting to focus predominantly on the pleasure he was producing, rather than the pain of his finger delving into her tight wet opening.

"Keep going..." April whispered, her hands rubbing slow circles against his shoulders.

Raphael nodded and pushed his finger inside of her further. Over time, he was eventually able to relax her enough that he was finally able to push his entire index inside of her. He couldn't help but let out a breath at the feeling of that tight wet coil pulsing around his finger, and just picturing it enveloping his penis almost made him come right there and then.

Pulling away from her neck, he looked at her flushed face. He was sure to give her a moment to adjust to the feeling of his digit knuckle deep inside her before he continued. With no pain apparent in her expression, Raphael gently pulled his finger out before pushing it back in. Repeating this motion several times, he could gauge her reaction as it slid from slight hitches of breath to guttural moans of lust. Raph smirked at her reaction as he continued fucking her with his large finger, curling it slowly inside of her forcing her to eyes to roll before plunging her head deep into the pillow with soft wails.

Raphael knew April was ready.

Withdrawing this finger, which was soaked with her fluids, he once again adjusted himself on top of her. Being sure to distract her by kissing her and brushing his lower plastron against her clit, his penis began probing her entrance gently. After rubbing himself against her a few times to spread her amazing wetness liberally over the area, he pushed the tip of his penis inside of her tight sheath. Raphael couldn't help the soft churr that left his throat of its own accord; hearing the cute noise that left Raph's throat distracted April from the burning pain, which gave him the opportunity for him to push in further. Quickly, they agreed on a routine: he'd push, wait for her to adjust before pushing deeper, and repeat. Soon he was up to the hilt, with his plastron pressing firmly against her pubis. The magnitude of feeling himself completely encompassed inside her tight, slick cavern made Raphael's breath catch in his throat and a deep guttural moan to escape from his lips at the sheer pleasure of it.

Meanwhile, April's experience contrasted greatly from the pleasure her boyfriend felt. Instead of complete gratification at his entrance into her body, she instead was being introduced to the most searing burning pain she never knew existed. It basically felt as if she was being ripped in half from the inside out, and it was almost too much to bear. She couldn't breathe, her toes were curled in utter agony against his shell, and her fingernails were deeply rooted into his shoulders.

When she remembered how to breathe again, she soon sensed more than felt Raph wanting to move, but she refused to let it happen. Instead, her vagina instinctively began squeezing the life out of his penis in order to keep it from moving and hurting her further. Raphael was quick in sensing her great discomfort in the tenseness of her muscles, tightly closed eyes, flushed cheeks, clenched jaw, and furrowed brow - not to mention the death grip around his penis. Not being able to do much else, he tried to ease it as much as he could, again, by simple distraction. He quickly lowered his face to hers; seeking her tightly clenched lips, he began gently enticing her to kiss him back.

April tensed at first, feeling the slight movement of his body on top of her, but relaxed when his lips pressed insistently on hers. Over the next few moments, neither parted. Their lips doing nothing more than soft coaxing and nipping, their tongues began brushing and tasting one another in their constant exploration. April's hands soon slacked, leaving half-moon indentations on his scales, before they perched atop Raph's shoulders in order to drape loosely around his neck as their kissing continued to intensify.

The pain faded and turned into a distant memory as their kisses ebbed to a stop. April was breathing heavily, her forehead pressed against Raphael's as they did nothing but gaze into each other's eyes. Licking her molten lips – the action causing Raphael's spellbound eyes to follow the movement – clearly lust emitted from both of them in waves. April could only bite her bottom lip before moaning blissfully when he kissed her again. Pulling away momentarily to look into his eyes she gingerly adjusted her legs, opening them wider in an invitation for him to continue.

April couldn't stop the shudder that went through her when he smirked before he quickly pulled out with a soft pop as his penis withdrew from her warm cavern – the sudden emptiness without him inside of her leaving her strangely cold. That was why she didn't even bother to stop the gasp and accompanying lengthy moan that left her throat when he suddenly pushed back in. Though still tinted with a slight burning pain, the pleasure that tingled her spine quickly overpowered it as if it never existed. After only a couple of shallow thrusts in and out, April was nearly shouting every time he pushed in deeper.

The ecstasy of him so deep inside of her body was indescribable.

She never knew sex could feel this good and was just so happy it was with him that she was sharing this pleasure with. Every time his hard length was pushed inside her body at just the right angle, she felt this incredible jolt of electricity go up her spine. She barely noticed in the sex-fueled recesses of her mind that she was mumbling and screaming orders for him to please go "Deeper", "Harder", "Faster", and just praises of "Oh yes, Raphael, that feels so good, baby!"After losing track for how long he'd been freely thrusting into her welcoming body, she felt the brush of his plastron against her clit and she knew somewhere in her incoherent mind she was going to come any…

"Ahhhhhh! YES! Raphael!" she screeched at the top of her lungs – her orgasm upon her before she had time to even prepare – the uncontrollable spasm of her muscles squeezing his length in a death grip. It took every ounce of stamina in his body to resist the urge to cum inside of her right there and then but he wasn't finished yet. After she had come off her high, the slight out of body experience mind-numbing, it was feeling him push in deeper into her convulsing wet sheath that broke her out of her reverie and back into her body.

Raphael was now pumping freely into her. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he adjusted his weight, to favor his knees, and began fucking her into sweet oblivion. Combining the lewd sound of the top of his thighs slapping against her ass, the squeaking of bed springs, and the pounding of the headboard into the wall behind it with every thrust, April could do little more than enjoy the feeling of him plunging that gorgeous cock deep into her body over and over again. His incredible ninja stamina keeping him going strongly – all those glorious muscles adorning every inch of his beautiful body were now solely focused in bringing her euphoria she never knew existed.

Raphael slowed for just a moment to hike her legs further up his waist before continuing his fevered thrusting. When he entered her from this new angle, it was just seconds later she found herself doing nothing more than just letting loose his name through an animalistic moan in the midst of her third and most powerful orgasm as it completely consumed her very being. Her arms wrapped tightly around his neck as her orgasm shook through her body as he continued to fuck her with everything he had.

"Oh, fuck! April!" Raphael growled as it all became too much for him. As he felt her tight, slick, and warm vagina tightly coil around his still thrusting penis for the second time, the most unbelievable feeling overtook his body. He quickly pressed her against him, his arms wrapped around her orgasm-entranced trembling body as tight as he could without outright crushing her. Making her lay still, his penis buried inside of her welcoming body up to the hilt before he finally released, semen spurting forth from his twitching penis into April's womb. The feeling of emptying himself deeply inside of her body made it impossible for him to reign back the full resonating churr he made against her sweaty throat as he finished.

Both utterly changed, they remained speechless in the following moments. April's breath was still caught in her throat as she rode out the remainder of her orgasm. Raphael's low churr against her throat and the warmth of his seed spilling directly inside her womb was a feeling she'd never forget. The complete intimate erotica of the act of him coming so deep inside of her was one she hoped to repeat as often as possible. She couldn't help the groan of disappointment that spurred from her mouth when she felt his penis soften before retracting from her body and back into the confines of his shell. His arms loosened slightly around her but before lifting himself off, he kissed her soundly, his body humming with the afterglow of their coupling.

Finally, Raphael lifted his weight as she reluctantly unwrapped her arms from his neck. He plopped down next to her and tried to regain his breath. Turning his head, he stared silently in disbelief at the redhead lying next to him and the amazing thing that just transpired between them. Raph had some idea what sex was going to be like but the act far exceeded any and all expectation he'd ever had. April seemed to be experiencing much of the same thoughts. Blankly her eyes stared in shock at the ceiling before she turned her head and looked at him. Slowly, she adjusted her body to face him.

A moment after getting back their bearings, they scooted closer to one another. Pressing her body against Raphael's plastron, April was already all too aware of the soreness that was going to plague her for the next few days, but for right now, she couldn't find herself to give a crap because what she had gotten in return was more than worth it. Although Raph was still slightly out of breath from the exertion, it was soon returned to normal. He glanced over at April who lay propped at his side, her body curving easily against him as if made for him.

"You okay?" Raph murmured, his hand brushing a bit of sweat soaked hair away from her face and behind her ear.

April's eyes met his for a moment and allowed the overwhelming feelings that transpired in the afterglow make her tremble. Leaning over him slightly, she kissed his lips, cheeks, and eyes before moving to his throat and the skin above where his plastron began. Her hands brushed over his arms, head, and sides; her touch simply worshiping the body that just had given her so much pleasure. April wanted to answer yes and thank him for his gentleness with her, for she knew her first time could have ended up being hell on earth with an uncaring lover who would just thrust into her without any preparation. Internally shuddering the thought, and with no words to express her gratitude, she opted to snuggle up to his side. With her arms strewn about his shoulders, she pulled him down on top of her allowing her to kiss him properly once more.

Raph smiled against her lips, as he found himself slightly hovering over her again, his upper body positioned over hers. They continued to kiss, relishing the feel and touch of their mouths. Brushing her tongue over his lips, April felt his mouth open before his wide tongue plunged into her mouth, while one of his hands was used to keep his weight off of her, leaving his other to run freely over her tender breasts and her sweet flank. Raphael was still in disbelief at how fucking good her warm bare skin felt against his own. How unalike they were in every facet of the word, and yet they still felt so perfect together. Catching the slight shiver that ran through her body, he pulled away to look at her curiously.

April tried to sport a poker face, but by the soft tilt of her mouth, he knew she was not telling him something. As he continued to gauge her reaction, his hand continued its motion along her side making her twitch again.

April was screwed when that evil feral grin made its way onto his face.

"Are you ticklish?" He asked smoothly, his fingers dancing along her side not fully believing he never discovered such a titillating tidbit about her.

"No!" she denied as quickly as possible, trying her damnedest not to but twitching nonetheless when his large fingers brushed the nerves near her hip.

"You are!" He laughed loudly, the sound of it making a familiar warmth pool in her belly.

Mere seconds later – without any warning – she was attacked with ferocity. His fingers causing her unbelievable amounts of torture upon her helpless sides, all she could do was scream; her cries only interrupted with bouts of her own uncontrollable laughter as he ruthlessly continued his cruel assault.

At her reaction, he languidly stopped his torment; more than happy to listen to the chime of her light breathy laugh as it slowly died down. Raphael couldn't help but be pleased with himself. Discovering this new trait about her and getting to watch his beautiful naked April squirm, her breasts bouncing with her movements, made it all the better. As he watched her take a few more shallow breaths, to calm herself down, Raph couldn't resist allowing his eyes to rove over every inch of her gorgeous porcelain skin. Within seconds, he felt a familiar stirring between his legs but knew that twice probably wasn't going to happen tonight.

Raph still didn't feel right knowing the pain she went through for him. Combined with seeing the blood left behind on the bedsheets – a testimony to the gift she had given him – he didn't even begin to assume that there would be a second round. She gave herself completely to him, and he was forever changed by that fact. As she cuddled once again to his side after giving a playful thwack to his plastron, he couldn't help but kiss her soundly once more. She sleepily returned it before settling back beside him.

"I love you." She breathed, brushing her lips against his as her hand cupped the back of his skull.

"I love you too." He whispered back. His eyes closed as he pressed his forehead against hers, savoring this small moment in time.

Green soon met blue one again; April gave him a warm sleepy smile as she rested her head atop his bicep. Just moments later, he watched silently as she quietly fell asleep curled up in his strong grasp. With a soft tug on the comforter, he pulled it over her, reluctantly covering that gorgeous naked skin from his gaze. Raph remained steadfast and careful as he adjusted himself accordingly. Making sure she was comfortable before he did the same, he laid next to her with her beautiful naked body wrapped in his arms. His eyes could do nothing more than rove over her face. That slender image: accentuated by high cheek bones and pointed nose, was speckled with beautiful cinnamon colored freckles, and with the fanning of her dark eyelashes splayed against her flushed cheeks combined with her beautiful pouty dusty pink lips, it all came together like a priceless masterpiece with her tumbles of gorgeous red-orange hair as its frame.

Knowing what a beautiful person she was inside, it was easy to overlook just how startlingly physically breath-taking she was as well; realizing this just brought it home how freaking lucky he was. Never in his wildest imaginings did he ever have something as wonderful as her. Since he was a child, he never allowed that hope and longing to break free from the recesses of his heart and mind. He was going to die never knowing the love of a woman and he'd accepted that a long time ago.

April had changed everything. Seeing her from atop that rooftop for the first time was etched into every fiber of his being, but upon hearing Donatello's words just seconds later, knowing his genius brother felt the same, Raphael had retreated. His sobering regret of telling Donnie he didn't have a chance was just him yelling to himself:

"We're mutants! We're freaks! She'll never see us as anything more!"

Raphael forced these feelings to be pushed and shoved into the most darkened compartmentalized areas of his psyche that were never to see the light of day.

That wasn't exactly how it all worked out.

Over the course of two years, they grew to know this girl, of course he wasn't ever really alone with her for fear of letting her see into the dark recesses of his most secret desire. But he began to know her nonetheless. He found himself drawn to her – her unmatched beauty, unconditional kindness, and fiery short temper combined with her vast love for anyone she held dear – much like a moth to a flame. It was during this time he found himself catching glimpses of her smile, the tingle that would reverberate throughout his carapace simply by hearing her voice or the soft chime of her laughter. He'd soon come to realize that he no longer could ignore the festering wound on his heart nor could he contain the feelings ready to burst forth from his chest.

Raph was fucked.

When April kissed him, Raph swore he was dreaming. Swore to the highest power that this was a fantasy of his overactive imagination, and at any second he'd wake up alone in his bed with nothing more than the lingering ghost of a kiss on his lips and a throbbing erection. As soon as he touched her waist, steadying her center of gravity on top of that tiny chicken coop in Northampton, he knew it was reality. Within seconds, his lips were devouring hers and he never looked back.

The doubt started soon enough. Being officially a couple was a nice perk even if it came with a side of stink eye from Casey and a generous portion of outright avoidance from Donnie for the next six months, but it was worth it. Time healed those wounds but Raph still couldn't let go of those words he'd spoken to Donatello in what seemed like a lifetime ago.

Mutants.

Freaks.

How – Why did April want him? He puzzled and obsessed over that in his mind constantly. Even at times when they kissed and softly petted, Raph found himself unable to think about much else than the doubts plaguing his mind, and he eventually pulled away. As excruciating as it physically was to pull retreat from her warmth and tender caresses and promises of even more, what was the absolute worst was the look in her eyes. As clear as crystal in her bright blue depths were so many questions coupled with obvious signs of hurt – of confusion – and yet he still couldn't tell her. He'd managed to brush off the fact they had yet to christen their relationship and since she never brought it up, neither did he. As sexually frustrated as he was when he had this gorgeous beautiful girlfriend that was willing to do anything, he still never was able to get to second base without these doubts running rampant. He hated how attached he was getting and how long it had been dragging out. Raph fully expected that any day now she'd tell him she didn't want him anymore – that she'd found a human male that could give her everything he couldn't.

That day never came.

So, here they were over a year later and still in what seemed to be the first week of their relationship. He thought maybe it wasn't so bad. He still had a technical "girlfriend," and he got to kiss and hug her all he wanted. So, when April finally tired from him, he'd still have enough leverage to perhaps move on from such a devastating blow, and she'd still have her virginity, which she could give to someone who actually deserved her. It wasn't until he heard her say, "I love you," did he feel the devastation in her voice: the outright defiance of his self-hatred and doubt about how much he meant to her. How this beautiful gorgeous woman could love someone as stupid, angry, and screwed up as him shook him straight down to his core, tearing off all of his scales and armor, leaving him completely exposed.

Never in his life did he feel more free and sure of anything else in his life.

Raphael went to her, made love to her, and knew he'd made the right choice.

Raphael watched silently as his fingers brushed over her warm cheeks and through her silky hair. His body was still pleasantly humming from intercourse, but the exhaustion from such activities was apparent in the drooping of his eyelids and lethargy of his body. As much as his body screamed to follow her into a wonderful slumber, he didn't want this moment to end. As temping as sleep sounded, he didn't want miss a second of this feeling of complete and utter happiness that he'd never felt before.

Not being able to do much else but watch his beautiful girlfriend sleep and ponder over this cataclysmic life change, he began to feel his body protest its consciousness. His eyes began slipping closed of their own accord as his body relaxed into the warmth of the bed and the remarkable feeling of her naked body pressing against his. Raph was quick in leaning over to kiss the corner of her soft mouth once more before he relaxed further into the confines of the comforter.

Raph was reluctant to do so, but finally relented to the comfort of this moment. As his eyes slid closed, his self-hatred and disbelief that this joy could never exist for him fell away, and he was left with the complete satisfaction of knowing for sure that she'd be there when his eyes opened. Together, they would greet the next morning. He was sure this was where he was supposed to be, and being able to be with her was far too great an opportunity to miss.

As night continued around them, dreams led them away from their beautiful reality with the hope of a new tomorrow and the countless years yet to come.

With that in mind, one year to wait for this hardly mattered at all.

THE END.

I do hope you enjoyed this little 2k12 Raphril debauchery. Thank you all for your support and encouraging comments! Until next time, stay gorgeous, y'all! xoxo.

Stay tuned for 'Afterglow' coming out next week!