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Michelangelo was the last one who barely swerved out of the way when Repo Mantis had cut down the power line to delay them from catching him. Donnie would admit it was a smart yet uncalculated move. No civilians in that neighborhood were hurt, at least. Maybe their patience and sanity for the lack of wifi, but unhurt. Raphael made him call in an anonymous tip about the powerline to the human police.Which was why Donatello was stuck in his own lab, tinkering around as usual. Raph and Mikey were on the upside doing patrol. Raph had explicitly asked to take Mikey alone with him, have some additional training, he reasoned. Donnie didn't care he wasn't in on the activity. Hell, a little relieved if he were to be held at gunpoint. As long as they are safe, which he trusted they would be.He remained in the safety of his lab to create an additional gear that could protect he user from any run ins related to electricity, i.e Mikey's close call with electrocution. The device would absorb all electricity that the user’s body had made contact with, and be saved as a battery for possible future uses. Sans, of course, the necessary electricity that's needed for their body to function. If successful, as Donnie was confident that it would, this defensive gadget could be improved on to work against other elements. The gloating of his intelligence could come afterHowever, if Donnie were to be honest, he got quote-'inspired'-unquote by the movie ‘Robots’ that the whole gang watched after the fight. 'Inspired' would mean everyone was teasing and yelling (and punching, he suspects Leonardo, the bastard ) him to be just like the protagonist; Rodney. 'See a need, fill a need' my ass, he thought as he polished the beta version of his invention. As if I don’t do that already. With no other possible dummies for the Electricity Absorbent Battery; Name Pending, he figured that he could test it out himself. His inventions had never failed on him before. Unless it was tinkered and messed up by Ralph, Leo, and Mikey, his inventions were always a masterpiece.Raising his goggles, he gave a last observant look-over of the Electro-current Absorbent Battery: Name Pending. He considered waking S.H.E.L.D.O.N from his charging port to be his guinea pig before discarding the idea. Why waste effort of walking over and punching in commands when he was already ready for experimentation. He sighed for the sake of just doing it as he stuck on the E.A.B to his chest plate. The next step was where it starts to be exciting.The E.A.B had no buttons to turn it to power yet, it had to be commanded through his computer to work. How much voltage the gadget could absorb needed to be punched in manually. Donatello could have just went big, start it off with the highest possible voltage percentage. Unfortunately, science could not be rushed. He kept it low, a non-lethal amount of electrocution. If he was going to test it out on himself, he was going to start at a safe pace. “Whatcha doin’?” Donatello turned around to see Leonardo on the door, shoulder resting on the wall with a lazy stance. Don mused that he looked rather bored, entering the privacy of his lab for the sake of annoying him. A usual occurrence between the both of them. Ralph and Mikey were no better, but they rarely do so in comparison to the slider.Don frowned from of the interruption. “I thought you were out with Ralph and Mikey?” The soft-shell asked as he turned back to his computer again, typing in the final codes for the test run. He didn’t need to look back to know that Leo did a one shoulder shrug, a sight so frequent it's like telepathy at that point.“Nah, figured I need a lazy day, y’know? I deserve a little me time every now and then. Gotta keep these visuals sharp, you wouldn’t understand.” Leonardo chuckled, more so to himself. Donnie rolled his eyes, all but restraining the urge to throw a wrench at the wench. “You’ll need an eternity of ‘me time’ to even look decent.” He bantered back, eyes not leaving his screen.He heard a chuckle from behind him, a reassurance for him that Leo knew it was only banter. “No, but seriously, what are you doing?” Leo asked again, resting an arm to the top of the door this time. His head crooked to the side curiously to see what the soft-shell was up to again. "Something fun? Dangerous?"He gave a quick rerun of the code. "After yesterday’s power line incident, I thought I could make something that will prevent us from getting fried, in case something similar happens in the future.” Donnie replied. He learned from his past lesson to keep things simple when explaining his inventions to Leo. Not that the slider was dumb to understand what he was saying, more so that the blue clad turtle was not interested. But for the mean time, Don didn't let it get to him. He was too excited to try out the beta of his new device.Leonardo was saying something but got clouded into background noise when the E.A.B started to load up to power and Don let out a cheer.”Alright-o! Let's get this party started." The soft-shell gave an evil sounding chuckle, turning to face the turtle leaning on his doorway. "Feast your eyes, Leo—,”“I’m like, really not in—,””—you are about to watch the resident genius here, who will once again, blow. Your. Mind!”
Nothing happened between them for a while, silence stretched on longer that necessary. Leonardo's face twisted, on the verge of laughing. To his credit, he managed to hold back. “What happens now, resident genius?”“Well, duh, its supposed to absorb electricity that’s coursing through my body. How will it do that when I’m not electrocuted right now?” Donnie replied. “I gotta get fried to test it out. I'm heading to the upside, see anything that could electrify me. Or I could throw in a toaster while I soak in the tub instead.”Donnie would’ve thought that he imagined the worried look on Leo’s face before he masked with a roll of his eyes instead if he didn’t know Leo well. “Okay, sure. 'Say we did all that, and you know it'll work out how...?”"Obviously, because of intellect, Leo.” Don curtly retorted, dusting off imaginary dirt from his arm. “Now, let’s go out and test this thi—ngh!”He froze.His vision went blank for less than a split second, his breathing halted for a fraction. His heart stuttered back to life, drumming a little quicker than normal.
“…uh, Donnie?” Leo's voice rang around the soundless laboratory.Donatello then breathed hard through his nose. From either shock or pain, he didn’t know.He couldn't tell then. But what he felt was unmistakable. He was sure he just felt shocked, literally. Even for just that short moment, he felt that jolt all the way to his toes. As quickly as it happened, it was gone.Maybe it was just a one-time thing, the slight malfunction before perfection. So Donnie slowly stood straight again, his breathing was now even. “Okay,” he said, wobbly, to himself. “That happened.” His body relaxed, just a tad bit. His hand ghosted over the E.A.B, itching to find the reason of that strange shock.“What happened?” Leo asked from the doorway.Donnie tapped the pod on his chest experimentally to see if the dial moved, then looked over the computer screen again. Once the voltage percentage was coded in, the user could manually twist the dial on the E.A.B to either decrease or increase it. “Nothing!" The soft-shell almost yelled, more so trying to calm himself down and not the slider. He licked his lips, hands backing away from the desk slowly. "I mean, I’m not quite sur—ack!”He fell down to his knees, experiencing another shock from the pod. It lasted seconds longer that it initially did. “Hnggh,” Don wanted to cry out, but his neck was tensed with fighting back against the electricity. His hands curled into fist as a poor attempt to ground himself. He could feel every single muscle tensing against it, his body curling inwardly to himself. And then it was gone, giving Don time to catch his breath. He tried to push himself to his feet.And then another.Don screamed.And then it disappeared.”Donnie!” Leo exclaimed as he loudly tried to make his way towards the other.”NO!" Donatello yelled harshly, an attempt to get his command across. "Stay—stay back!,” another shockwave, a pained groan, and it went. Donnie was starting to get used to it by the fourth time. “It seems that," he breathed heavily, sweat starting to form, "instead of absorbing electricity, it—ffuck!" another one. ", It’s producing it instead.” He grunted loudly, making another futile attempt to stand. "Goddammit!"”WHAT?!” Leo yelled. Great, Don thought. He made the other panic too. “THEN TURN IT OFF!?” Leo's hands moved around helplessly as he watched Donnie slowly get up again. ”You don’t think I know that?!” He wasn't angry at the slider. ”I thought your genius inventions never not worked?!” Leo's panic was not helpful.”Ya think, Leo?!" He bit his lip, stopping himself from dumping all his frustrations out on the other. "Stop fucking yelling! You’re only making it—ahh!” Both parties froze.This time.Donnie, wide eyed, could feel the rush of every single blood cell run to his face like it was a god damned race. Oh god, he wanted to die right then and there, future Nobel Peace Prizes be damned.He refused to make any movements. To give any indication of any kind of acknowledgment of what had transpired. He did not turn to look at Leo’s face. Hell, he didn’t want to know what face Leo made! That unsolicited moan was something he couldn’t have predicted in a million years to happen. Oh, the embarrassment. He wants to disintegrate to nothing, Blip style, and never return. Don didn't know what made his brain suddenly think, "Hey! We suddenly like this now, you kinky little fuck! Have fun!" But it did, and he was helpless to that sudden shift.
Before either could make another sound, another shockwave ran through his body, and he could not fucking help that tingle of arousal he started to feel with it. It took all his remaining mental strength to hold in another moan. Goddammit, indeed. It was not an appropriate time for some sexual awakening or some shit.All he had to do was press the red button on the top right of his keyboard. Don, with trembling hands, reached out for it when another delicious shock coursed through his body, and his fist had slammed down on his desk instead.He could feel the electric sensation lick his whole body all over pleasantly, pain clouded over with heat. His knees shook, his neck tensed, the arousal was getting thicker and thicker with the toe-curling feeling the shock. He couldn’t help the pathetic whimper that escaped from him.
“…Donnie?” He heard Leo ask from behind and Donnie felt he was thrown into cold water with the sudden reminder that someone else was there. However to Donatello's extremely horrible luck, the embarrassment with having Leonardo (of all people!) had shamelessly added to the unwanted arousal.
Was Leo a little breathless ?
Donnie's mindset, with its dirty little tricks it played, was adding fuel to fire.Don groaned out, fighting off the violently pleasant buzz. “Leo, haah,”Fuck! He sounded so weak and pathetic to his own ears. Someone could shoot him right then and there and he will kiss the ground they walk on. Anything for the whole situation to end.“Leo, get out,” he got cut off by another shockwave, harshly biting down his bottom lip. The shockwaves got more and more frequent, leaving him lesser time to catch his breath. Each shocked lasted longer as well, maybe a good solid five seconds. His hands gripped the edge of the table when one of his knees buckled down, finally gave out. “F-fuck, ah! Please, Leo, get out!” I don’t want you to see me like this! He can handle this, he reassures himself weakly as another shockwave ran, he bit into his bicep to stop another moan from coming out. He can handle this, he just needed Leo out of his lab. Oh christ, he had no choice.Don, whole body trembling violently, slightly craned his neck to have an eye peek at Leonardo. His vision was blurry, but he could make out the slider had still stood frozen in his spot. "Please,” he begged. For the love of science, Donatello had actually begged.Another shock ran through his body, forcefully made him look away from the blue clad slider. Don shut his eyes tight, not wanting to know what Leo looked. What would Leo think of him now?
He disregarded the thought when the shock passed. He had time to dive into self-loathing later. At the moment he had a mere few seconds to try and move towards his chair. He heard his lab door close behind him and he thanked the universe that Leo had, for once, listened to him.He was alone then, a startling wash of relief flooded his entire being. And with another shock— he let out a long, loud, whorish moan. “Ffuuuck,” he sat on the floor with his head resting on the cushion of the chair, waiting for the current shockwave to pass so he could sit. Although his legs were shut tight, he unconsciously rubbed them together for more friction while the shockwave traveled all over his body. It was like instinct at that point, but he was too gone to care.Another shock, this time went straight up to his tail. His back arched like a cat (ironic, as he was a turtle) as he let out another moan, hands gripping the armrests of his chair. The shock went and a pleasant shiver ran down his spine. He was panting like a dog (again, ironic) and hoped with all his will that the whole ordeal will be over soon. He hoped he'd found enough strength to push down his horniness and would just press that god. Damned. Red button.He felt hot, way too hot. He knew it was his body’s reaction to the arousal, but he stubbornly blamed the lack of air conditioning. He should’ve switched his on a cooler temperature. Yeah, like that would help.
He thought he was strong enough to move and sit on his chair when the another couple shockwaves had paused. He tried to pull himself up when he suddenly felt someone carry him and threw him—gently, he noticed—, on his chair.And it was just then, when his ass hit the chair, another shockwave started. His spine curled from both the impact of the chair and the timing of the shock. He couldn’t figure out if the noise that left him was a grunt from pain, or another moan. Maybe a bit of both, but he would rather die than admit it.Through the shock he peered his eyes open to see Leo’s arms caging him as they rested on the armrests of his chair. Another wave of embarrassment added to the shock and horniness and he glared up to Leonardo.”Leo?! I told you to get out—,”
Jesus H. fucking Christ.
Donatello knew it was shameful, but he couldn’t help but stare at Leonardo.
Leo’s pupil were full on dilated as if he was high, his eyes unwavering from Donnie’s own. He knew he was a mess, embarrassingly so. Donnie wanted to look away, but he couldn’t. This was the most he saw Leo was focused on something. And Donnie was the one he was focused on. It stirred something inside him that made the little flame of arousal rose. Donnie's dick twitched inside his slit.He was about to ask Leo how he found the button for his lab’s door (it was hidden) when Leo placed a knee between his legs, real close to the crotch. And Donnie became, and he will deny it later, putty. “Leo, Leo, Leo, please I—hnngh, I just need you to push the red button and this will all stop—,” Donnie’s spine arched again when another shockwave hit him. Leo’s knees bucked up below him in superb timing and Donnie could scream. He chocked on a moan and bit his tongue down, tears forming in the corner of his eyes from the embarrassment. “Don’t," Donnie's voice trembled. He decided to kill himself a little more and peeked up at Leonardo, breathing heavily. "Don’t look, please,” he begged silently. Barely above a whisper.
Leo’s pupil, if it was even possible, dilated even more. A soft breath escaped from the sliders lips, and Don shifted his gaze sideways, avoiding the slider's. Leo reached out a hand to hold Donnie’s cheek and he tried to flinched out of the way.“You—mmh, touch me and you’ll get electrocute—mmfuuuck,” He warned (growled) the other. As if he was deaf, Leo ignored him and still touched the side of his face. Softly, all but lovingly. Donnie shut his eyes, expecting Leo to get shocked as well.But nothing.He slowly peered his eyes open when the shockwaves ceased, and saw Leo was fine. He wasn’t affected to the shocks like he was. Not even a hint of being shocked in the slightest.It would be interesting to study further if Donnie wasn’t suffering.
“Donnie.” Leo said breathlessly, and Donatello found it shamefully hot. For fucks’ sake, he’s going to smash E.A.B into bits later. “Donnie, are the shocks becoming more frequent?”Another shock came before he could answer, and a short moan escaped from him. It wasn't a revelation that Leo had picked up the frequency of the electric pod. He felt one tear trickled down on his cheek. He peered one eye open with all his might and nodded to the question. “Ple-ease, Leo, the red b-button.”Leo shushed him reassuringly in response, eyes still focused on him but an awed smile was forming on his lips. “You’re beautiful.”Donnie didn’t understand how Leo could think he was, in this situation. He didn’t understand why that made him fucking whimper. He tried to close his legs again, but Leo’s knee moved closer to full on touch his crotch area instead, and he let out a pathetic cry, tears falling down involuntarily.“You like that?” Leo asked him teasingly, and Donnie was sure he will be burning in hell for finding the whole entire situation hot. “You have no idea how good you look right now, Donnie.” He said it so softly it was almost a whisper. His thumb wiped away the tear gently, like Donnie was a fragile thing. "So tantalizing, so breathtaking," Leo released another soft gasp for Don to hear.He continued on. "You're so pretty like this, all putty and begging," Leonardo gently shushed him again when Donnie's body shook violently, his thumb running across the bottom of his eye. "I can't believe my luck, Donnie. I can't believe I'm this lucky to see how beautiful you are right now." A low growl came from Leo, but Don thought he imagined it. "Ravishing."Donatello moved his shaking hands to reach for the red button, he couldn’t handle the embarrassment anymore.
But Leonardo caught him and placed his hands above Donnie’s head with just one hand. Effectively pinned down, left under Leo's control.God, he found it really fucking hot.“Do you really want it to stop now?” Leo asked him, voice sultry but sounded a little sad. His free hand trailed up softly from Donnie’s knee to to thigh, and Donnie’s body shook from his touch. If asked, he'll say its the shock.
Leo’s face inched closer and his eyes spoke for himself just as his words did. “Do you, Donnie?”No.
“No.”What the fuck, he deadpanned internally. But as Leo’s face brighten up with his answer, Donatello didn’t find it in him to care as much. Fuck it, he decided. Fuck it all. He was already too deep into the rabbit hole anyway.“Oh, Donnie." Leo breathed out joyously. Like he was gifted something extravagant for Christmas. "Donnie, Donnie. Thank you. You look really good, Don. So, so good.” He praised. And Donatello could feel his spine arching from Leo’s voice alone. Shockwaves come and go so frequently it’s hard to keep track, but Donnie still found it arousing. He couldn’t help but find it felt so good. It heightened his senses, his mind frazzled with confusion on which sensation to focus; the nonstop delicious jolt that reached to the tip of his fingers, or Leo's feathery touches and warm praises on his neck. He felt like a spoiled slut.He loved it.But Don still had his dignity, even just a little, to bite back all the sounds that tempted to come out. Leo knew this. He knew Leo knew this.
Mayhaps, to test out Leo's reactions?
Leo tutted. “We can’t have you holding back, Donnie, I want to hear you.” His hand that was once on Don's cheek moved to cup his jaw, still soft as ever.Donatello couldn’t believe he resorted to begging since the whole shenanigan started. “Nardo, please—,”“I want to hear you.” He said, and it was filled with so much want and hunger that Donnie was pulled into his command. Leo hand ran a thumb over Donnie’s bottom lip, wetting it with the Don's drool. And, like a delicious torture, it pushed itself in his mouth, agonizingly slow. Donnie will have the whole night to figure out why he was so willing and putty in this situation, but at the moment, he let Leo do whatever he wanted.Another shockwave came. And with Leo’s thumb resting heavy on his tongue, the noises came out like waterfall. Every moan, every grunt, every groan and whimper came falling out right onto Leo's ear. Even his shaky breathing was audible. But Don would be lying if he said he didn’t find it arousing. The inside of his thighs felt wet and sticky, and even a non-genius would know he was dripping excessively from his slit, horny beyond comprehension.“See?” Leo prompted, his hand that held Donnie’s wrists shifted so he could slot his fingers through his. “Heaven would kill to sound as lovely as you, Donnie."Tears continued to trickle down his cheeks, but Donnie fought to keep his eyes open to see Leo’s shameless adoration. It felt good to be looked like that. Really, really good. Don moans felt hot on Leo's thumb. Mind blank but full of chants of 'Leo, fuck, yesss yes! Nardo, keep talking, please. Nardo, nardo, nardo...'
The soft-shell could feel his saliva dripping down on his chin, but Leo didn’t seem to mind. His thumb rested heavy on his tongue, like a cat on its cat bed. Like it belonged there. He let his tongue loll out more, wanting to taste more of the slider's thumb. Eyes wet and body shaking, he looked up. He didn't know what he was internally asking for, but Leo looked like he knew.“I have to confess, Donnie,” Leo prompted again, moving closer his nose almost touching with his own, “I could die happy, after seeing you like this,” his lips grazed on Donnie’s own, “all for me.” A smug smile on Leo's lips, he licked a long stripe alongside Leo's neck and looked back into his eyes. "Just for me."Donatello didn’t know what came over him, he didn't care to know, but he broke free of Leo’s grip and pulled him close, smashing their lips together.Leo kissed him like he was a starving man, devouring everything that was Donnie. Donnie loved it.Leo’s hand had accidentally ran over the E.A.B on his chest and the shocks got a little stronger. Donatello yelled out a moan right on Leo’s mouth. But Leo still kissed him through it, grunting moans himself.
Donnie’s hands were shaking as ever as they ran down through everywhere on Leo’s body. His neck, his muscled arms, his shell, everywhere. Leo’s hands were not any different, wanting to touch all of Donnie. The shocks were nothing compared to Leo’s touches, but it kept going and it kept making Donnie moan, keeping him stimulated. If Donatello had not worn his battle shell, he would have wished Leo would caress his shell too.“Leo, ahh,” Donnie chanted through the kiss, overstimulated but loving every second of it.Leo’s constant praises were of no help.“You’re so beautiful Donnie, this is all mine, you should be all mine," Leo tugged on Don's lip, eliciting a groan from the purple clad turtle. Leo surged back up to his lips, tongue licking and grazing everywhere. "I know you’ll be good, I’ll be good too. I’ll do anything for you Donnie,” he praised in between kisses. Leo was a natural leader, Donnie knew this, and it apparently applied to making out as well. Leo would lead, bite and suck his bottom lip, suck on his neck, everything he does is like touching fire. Donnie couldn’t keep up but he tried his best to do so, the shockwaves were tearing down his ability to do that."My good, little Donnie. So putty in my hands, so obedient," Leo ran his nails up Donnie’s thigh "I can't get enough of it, you're making an addict out of me, Donnie." Startled by the sensation, Donnie accidentally bit down Leo’s tongue. The grunt of pain Leo made was downright sexy, and Donnie desperately surged his lips to follow his.“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to—hngh—I’m sorry Leo, I’m sorry,” Donnie pleaded, aching for more. The tears kept rolling down like it had minds of it own. He knew he looked like a mess. Spit dribbling down his chin, eyes probably red from the wetness, trembling and shivering like he was out on a cold, winter night. But he wanted more. "Please, Nardo, don't—" shock, "—Don't stop. Please, I'll do anything."Leo licked his lips as he ran his eyes through Donnie’s face. Shushing to calm him down, with a sultry voice and deep hunger in his eyes, he reassured, “Oh baby, it’s okay.”Donnie’s breath hitched. Leo grinned like a predator.“Oh.”Donnie squirmed in his chair, not sure what made that pet name made him even more aroused. Another weird quirk his brain had come up spontaneously to torutre him. He couldn't even complain about it, not with how good it made him feel. Ovens ain't got shit on him with how hot he felt. “You like that, baby?” Leo whispered sharply, and Donnie’s breath hitched again. “You’re so fucking adorable, baby. I could eat you out like this.”
Donatello shut his eyes as he felt a strong shiver run down his body, and not from the consistent shockwaves. Leonardo held his chin and gently pushed his head to make eye contact, “Are you sorry for biting my tongue, baby?” His voice was the epitome of sinful.
Donatello pathetically nodded, blinking out more tears from his eyes. The predatory grin reached his eyes, wanting more. "Are you really? Donnie-baby?""Yes! Yes, yes I am! I'm sorry, Nardo!"“My sweet, little baby,” he purred. Leo smiled so lovingly and inched his face close again, sticking out his tongue. “Then suck it.”And Donnie shamelessly did. Wasting no time, he delved right into it. He made sure to put everything he had into good use, to satisfy the slider. Saliva dripped down on both their chins but neither of them cared. Donnie shifted his eyes upwards to make eye contact with Leo, then he slowly swirled his tongue around Leo’s, making sure he was doing a hell of a show of it, before sucking audibly.Leo’s eyes rolled back and he growled, the hand on Donnie’s chin moved to hold the back of his neck. “Fuck, baby.”Donatello has never been that glad to have Ralph and Mikey away from the sewers as Leonardo again devoured his lips.Leo ran his nails again on his thigh, right until where his slit rested, leaking obscenely. Donnie was shaking with how close he felt. The shockwaves were an amazing addition to keep him so hot and bothered and pleasured that even with just making out with Leo could make him finish. Everything about it was sensational. The shocks, equally on both pain and pleasure, sparked every cell in his body that leaves him shivering after each wave. Leo's mouth, dear god his mouth, what Donatello wouldn't give to have the slider on him again and again. He was like the god of sex, making Donnie a mere honored maiden to have Leo like that. His touched were driving Donnie insane. Leo was a liar, Don wasn't making an addict out of him, it was him. He got Donnie hooked onto him and Donnie was sure he couldn't go on without another day knowing this was the last.Leo’s hand behind his neck slowly moved to hold both sides of Donnie’s neck without him noticing.It wasn’t until Leonardo squeezed his neck that Donnie arched again and howled, gasping for air and abruptly ending the make-out. His body shivered and his thighs tightened around Leo’s knee, shaking.
Donnie looked up to Leo and saw his eyes blown out, with a loving smile on his lips. “It’s alright baby,” he said, sucking on the bottom of his ear then. “Let it all out.”And Donnie did, eyes shut closed, vision whitening, and choking out a long moan, Donnie came. Leo rubbed his knees on his crotch as Donnie thrusted his hips for friction. "That's it," Leo guided through the orgasm. "Just like that, Donnie-baby. Fuuck, just like that."
Donnie hadn’t notice that Leonardo had pushed the red button on his keyboard and the shockwaves had stopped altogether. It took a while for Donatello to let it out, moaning and trembling with the aftershock of it all, until he was left gasping for air. Everything that happened had started run back in full reply in his mind like a move, and the sensation that came with it had yet to calm down as well made him shiver pleasantly once more.He opened his eyes to see Leo down on his knees, placing Donnie’s legs on his shoulders, and his eyes pleadingly full of want. When did he get down there? Leo, eyes full of desperation and sultry voice shook with hunger, licked his lips. “Baby, please may I?”Donnie blinked owlishly at first, his brain have yet to catch up.“I-whuh?”Leonardo gripped the thighs that were resting on his shoulders, breathing ragged and loud. “I want to eat you out, Donnie. Please, baby. I’ll be good, I promise. I'll eat you real good, promise! Let me, please baby.”Donnie flushed red at the rising arousal again. How could he say no?