#donniesgirl-tmnt

[moxfirefly]

Hey I kinda wanna make a request (don't know if I have already)

13:I’m not wearing anything under this

26:Don’t make me pull over - that’s it

29:Scream for me. I want everyone to know how good I make you feel

Praise Kink

Over-stimulation kink

With the loveable nerd donnie?

If this isn't possible I understand, love all your work by the way

I have never seen a more perfect set up. Friend you’ve got it!

Rated Explicit (18+ only)

He exactly knew what you were trying to do from the moment you climbed into the truck in that frilly little sun dress. In fact he would bet a kidney that the choice of wardrobe on the hot summers night was catered to distract him to the point of muttering to himself.

Donnie was and is, a safe driver.

But that stupid dress had mysteriously ridden up your thighs when he hit a pothole somewhere into his drive through Manhattan. It was a fun little activity the two of you did all the time, a means of getting away, AC on high and privacy you both didn’t get often.

But you had intentions.

Intentions that hopefully would lead to the a very good outcome. So when Donnie saw your hands smooth over the tops of your thighs, his eye would twitch. Never mind when you crossed your legs and that defiant flimsy fabric just allowed more skin to show.

“-could you believe the nerve of that guy? Anyways my boss fired him, good riddance honestly. What about you babe? How was your day?” Donnie had absorbed cero information for the first time in his life, he was at a red light, big brown eyes blinking at you.

You smirked, uncrossing your legs, crossing them the opposite way you had previously.

“What’s your game plan here?” He asked, you almost snorted.

“Whatever are you saying my dearest? Can a gal know how her man’s day has been?” Oh you were a clever sneak but your eyes always betrayed you and when the corners of your mouth shot up in a fit of laughter, Donnie frowned. “My day is great! Just somewhat distracted by a certain someone, you know if we crash it’s totally your fault” He honked when the guy in front of him didn’t move at the green light.

Wanting to make things even more savory, you played with the hem of your dress. “I love when I distract you, it’s a favorite past time of mine” You lifted it and reveled in Donnie almost cracking his neck to see what you were doing and then back to the road ahead.

“I’m not wearing anything under this” You spoke, a sultry hint to your words. You were in fact bare, with every intention of teasing him into having to do something about it.

He bit his lip and shook his head, this was so not happening right now and you sure as hell weren’t...

“Y/n...” Your name sounded like a demand the moment he saw your palm run over the hood of your sex. He kept a good handle of driving and sneaking glances at your lap. Your legs spread enough for you to slide a finger in between your folds and to Donnie’s pure teasing realization he heard how wet you were. You relaxed back, soft touches working you up and Donnie soft little churrs picking up volume. When you pushed that digit inside of yourself, he gripped the steering wheel. “Don’t make me pull over” It was that stern voice he used on occasion.

With another turn on a less trafficked street, you turned to him, digit slowly pumping in and out of you and said, “Or what?” You grinned mischievously. “-That’s it”

Donnie parked the car by the sidewalk, not really caring that even if it was relatively late pedestrians were still passing by here and there. He reclined your chair, enjoying the little yelp that exited your mouth. Pushing your hand away he popped his own digit into his mouth before teasing it at your entrance. “Have you been walking around this city with no underwear? Answer me” You stifled a giggle by biting your lip but that quickly melted into a moan when he pushed his much larger digit inside of you. Your thighs shook with the delightfully stuffed sensation it brought.

“You haven’t answered my question” He thrusted his finger, moving just the way he knew that could illicit the best response.

“So what if I did?” Defiant words for somebody in a precarious position. Donnie had that little twinkle in his eye, the one you knew all too well.

“Nobody, and I do mean nobody, has or will have the right to see this” He emphasized the last word with a harsher thrust of his finger that made you choke. “I guess that only leaves one other option, reminding you exactly who you belong to” That sentence was enough to make you want to scream internally, pushing the usually chill terrapin to these extents wasn’t the easiest. Sometimes one had to play dirty, which you we never opposed to doing so.

Somewhere between a moan and a full body shiver you felt Donnie crook his finger. That first release whenever sought out like this, always made you just a little dizzy, made your joints protest from tensing so much. Your hands flew to his chest, the firmness of his plates grounding you back from your high.

“Say ‘thank you, Donnie’, come on baby, use your words” He swelled with pride seeing your mouth start to move but nothing resembling the words coming out.

So naturally, he started up again.

You squished your thighs together, trapping his hand when the oversensitivity hit but he only ‘tsk’d’ his disapprovement and gave your thighs a soft slap. “Don’t squeeze, don’t squeeze” Trembling thighs obeyed and separated enough for him to continue his strokes, thumb circling over your clit with enough pressure to make your hand fly up to your mouth.

Just like that he pulled another orgasm out of you, but did not stop his motions over your clit.

You started to squirm, breath hitching into embarrassing squeaks and all the more he glued those precious brown orbs of his to you.

“Well?” He barely sounded strained, he was hardly even breaking a sweat.

“Thank you! Thank you!” You shut your eyes when he didn’t stop, every nerve in your body felt over exposed, saturated with the constant onslaught to your sensitive nub.

One more, yanked from your body, hard enough you felt a rush of something in your brain and that jelly like feeling hit your limbs. He fucked his finger slowly in and out, bringing you down into a somewhat false sense of security. Your hazy vision found the window on your side, a few pedestrians passing and the idea that somebody could’ve heard...

Pulling out his digit, Donnie popped it into his mouth. “I had a very nice date planned out, but then again this isn’t far off from the original plan” He pulled you up into a sitting position but maneuvered you onto your knees to face the car window. He bunched up your dress and nudged you forward to rest your hands on the glass. “You like making a spectacle? Walking around with nothing under your dress?” Donnie spoke those words against the back of your head, he enjoyed the scent of your hair. Gripping your hips he pushed you against the prominent bulge.

Oh how your thighs shook. Your breath fogged up the glass as you heard him unzip. “Dee-ohfuck” He ran the length of his cock through your folds, squeezing your thighs for the right pressure for the teasing friction. “Aren’t I a nice guy? See how good I treat you?” He hunched over you, chin resting on your shoulder. A large three fingered hand landed on the glass next to yours, it gutted him to see the contrast in size, to see your pinky wrap around his much thicker digit. “Tell me how it feels, when I push into you” He whispered against your shoulder, slowly sliding in and stretching you out.

It was tricky, the space wasn’t too small but between both seats he found a good spot to stand (or more so bend) and give you the first thrust that left your mouth hanging open. “So so so good,” You muttered with a shaky voice. “And? What else?” He loved the way you swallowed letters the moment he thrusted just a little harder. “You’re so fucking big, you do this so good, god Donnie nobody’s fucked me like you before” There was deep rumbling churr against your neck, he tasted salt and your perfume when he licked it.

“You’re the best, you’re the fucking best!” You moaned out, loud enough you felt embarrassment as somebody passed by. Naturally Donnie noticed, smirking against your neck. “Now we’re shy? Now you want to be a good girl?” He hooked an arm around your waist and absolutely threw caution to the god damn wind.

He sped up, deep thrusts that were fully determine to make you scream your head off. Right there with his hips smacking against your rear he spoke the words you knew would be your undoing.

“Scream for me, I want everyone to know how good I make you feel” He drove into you with that very purpose in mind. That long cock of his hitting exactly the spots you needed in order to do so. In order to scream your head off when your release came suddenly and so devastatingly strong, you felt something gush out of you. It’s intensity made your eyes shut tight as you rode the high. Feeling teeth at your shoulder and a muffled string of curses and your name you felt warmth shoot into you.

You don’t remember Donnie shuffling the two of you onto the couch but at some point you’re there. Body slumped, dress still scrunched up as Donnie rummages through a small bin for some wet wipes. “Did you cum on the chair again?” You asked him sleepily and with a smile, you still had enough gas in the tank for a few jabs. He had bag between his teeth as he stumbled to push up his pants. Dropping the wipes near you he smirked.

“No, but you did” He declared quite triumphantly.

Your foggy dopamine ridden brain took a bit to load.

“I squirted!?” You wanted to sit up but that wasn’t gonna happen any time soon. You covered your face, embarrassment clear. Donnie snorted and rubbed your rear affectionately. “Please, if it were up to me I’d leave it there like a badge of honor” He stifled another laugh when you peaked through hands and glared.

“By the way...” He kissed your arm.

“Hm?” The sensation lulled you.

“I love you” His words were soft yet serious.

“I love you more” You whispered back.

[turtle-babe83]

First I wanna that I love your writings 💜💜💜💜💜

Could I request donnie with 34.   “You’re mine and no one else can have you.” & 37.   “Always so fucking tight for me.” at a Hotel since they are on vacation together with them Showering together in their hotel room bathroom

(If I have formatted this right I apologise I've never sent an ask before)

You asked perfectly @donniesgirl-tmnt , sexy shower time with tall, dark, and nerdy coming right up!

Warning: Language and NSFW 18+ only

Holy hell.

When you had suggested a vacation to your overstressed, overworked, and recently neglectful boyfriend, you had no idea what you were about to unleash.

Donnie approached problems pretty scientifically every time. He identified the key issue, addressed every variable, and then that genius brain of his calculated the best possible solution. Your softly muttered complaints about the lack of time and affection he was giving you and the way you glared at the inventions he was working on suggested that he was making himself a bed in the doghouse. So, he had agreed to a much needed getaway. Truth be told, he knew it would be good to give his brain a break so he could come back fresh with new ideas.

Right now, however, work was the furthest thing from his mind as he rested against the headboard of the hotel bed. You had just announced that you wanted a nice, hot shower, and then proceeded to remove your clothing at a snail’s pace. Donnie licked his lips as he watched your skin being exposed little by little. The stirring in his shorts was not to be ignored as he palmed himself with a couple of quick, firm strokes over the fabric just for the delicious friction. He watched your breasts jiggle as you shimmied out of your shorts. Fuck. He wanted them in his mouth. You knew exactly what you were doing to your tall terrapin. You flashed him a devilish grin as you played with the edges of your panties. A dark stain was forming on his shorts as pre-cum leaked from his tip. Biting your lower lip, you turned around and bent at the waist, tugging your panties down and giving him a perfect view. Shit.

You heard, rather than saw, the moment Donnie broke. The creaking of the bed was loud as he leapt up and strode to you quickly. You were straightening up and starting to turn as he lifted you like a sack of potatoes and tossed you over his shoulder.

“Donnie!!” you squealed, kicking your legs in surprise. A firm slap to your ass silenced you. This was new. Donnie rarely ever did anything rough with you. He was too aware of his size and strength, usually keeping sex softer and sweeter. You hoped he kept this up. Entering the private bathroom, he finally set you down, quickly shedding his shorts and boxers.

“Shower,” he growled, “now.”

Hastily, you entered the massive tiled shower cove and started turning dials. Squeaking at the first droplets of cold water, you adjusted the temperature as a 6’8” tower of muscle and sex appeal slid his long arms around your waist. You tilted your head to the side, and he took the invitation, running the tip of his tongue up your neck to curl around the shell of your ear. Turning your head, you latched onto those sinful lips as one of his hands began to glide down your slick skin to cup your sex. You gasped into his mouth as one long finger slid through your folds. Rubbing your engorged clit as his tongue stroked against yours, he felt your body shudder from the onslaught of sensations. Careful not to be too rough, he pressed your back to the wall of the shower, bending down to take one perfect nipple into his mouth.

“Mmm, that feels so good, Don,” you sighed, cradling his head as he suckled you. He gave a low growl in response, hand sneaking back down to slip that finger into your tight entrance. You widened your stance, giving him more room as he rocked his finger expertly within your core. You cried out when he brushed your g-spot and he redoubled his efforts there. Panting and whimpering, you were practically trying to climb the wall as his digit fucked you ever faster. Donnie was getting painfully harder by the second, and more turned on than he had ever been. He could tell you were close and couldn’t seem to stop the barrage of words falling from his open mouth.

“You like that, huh? You love my finger in that pretty pussy.”

“Gonna fuck you so good.”

And the line that finally sent you wailing into climactic bliss, “You’re mine and no one else can have you.”

You were still dazed from the intensity of your release, when Donnie lifted you up, your legs hanging over his arms as he held you spread against the shower wall. His eyes were wild when he pressed his forehead to yours. He seemed to be waiting on you, so you took a deep breath, and gave a short nod. He crushed his mouth to yours as he shoved his cock balls deep within your heat. You both groaned.

“Always so fucking tight for me.”

Donnie leaned back a bit to watch where you were joined as he pulled out and thrust back in. It still amazed him that you would let him have you this way. He was mesmerized with the give and take, how your body seemed to suck him back in, like he belonged there. He could feel a streak of possessiveness in his bones, probably a leftover biological impulse from his turtle genes, but fuck if he didn’t want to embrace it.

“You are mine. All mine. Say it,” he growled into your ear. Shivers rolled down your spine. His chest rumbled with deep churrs, and his teeth nipped at your neck. Holy shit, it was the hottest thing you had ever experienced. He nipped a little harder when you didn’t answer right away.

“Say it,” he bit out.

You swallowed hard, your mouth cotton-dry. His thrusts picked up speed, hilting harder and angled to ground against your clit. You nearly sobbed from the pleasure.

“Oh my god, Donnie! I’m all yours, I’ll always be yours! Please don’t stop!”

Satisfied with your answer, Donatello focused on bringing you both to a quivering, not gonna be able to walk tomorrow ending. You grabbed his shoulders and held on for dear life as he set a manic pace. The hot water was long gone and it was just as well, the cooler spray felt wonderful against your heated skin. You could swear it felt like his hot length swelled even larger and you could barely catch your breath between moans. You couldn’t contain the scream that ripped from your throat as your second climax of the night hit. Donnie’s hips stuttered just a moment and then he was pounding his release deep inside of you. Sliding slowly from your body, Donnie watched his seed dribbling out of you with a sense of pride. He noted the marks he had left on your neck with a smile. All mine, he thought.

“G-god, that was-“ you struggled to find words, as he helped you stand on shaky legs. You looked a ravished wreck, fucking gorgeous.

“Yeah.” Donnie was the most relaxed you had ever seen him, “we need to take vacations more often.”

[lady-maria-the-wolf225]

Ladies, I just noticed their faces after pausing a few times:

WHY DOES IT LOOK LIKE

THEY ARE GETTING

GOOD HEAD?? 😍🥰😛🤤🤣🤣

@the-second-circle-of-shell @cowabunga-doll @tmntspidergirl @kokokatsworld @greenprincess @angelcatlowyn @selfless1978 @tia-hauser-tmnt @nittleboo @tmnt-fangirl101 @donniesgirl-tmnt @angelcatlowyn @smartassmutantninjaturtles

[moxfirefly]

Omg I am loving the fluff alphabet,

Can I request C, g, j, k, l, m with donnie?

C omfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

Don knows a thing or two about being down in the dumps and panic attacks, so he’s for sure you’re guy to help cheer you up or talk you down don’t a panic attack. He’s very fond of having his s/o crawl onto his lap while he works in the hub. An arm wrapped around them and their face buried in his neck, he can have them like that for hours while he codes or works surveillance. He knows how to manage the panic attacks, once he manages to assess the situation and take control he’s comforting you exactly how you need. Will shower with them, wash their hair, get them settled and comfortable. You’re comfort is his priority.

G ratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

I’d say yes. He is very grateful but yes at times he’s running fifty things and can’t be a tad scatterbrained but give him a few to boot up systems and he notices . Donnie is always grateful even if it takes him a few tries to notice.

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

Sweet and Soft. Slow kisses, tender and mostly lip locks. Not huge on tongue but if you like it he’ll let you indulge. Lad knows how to work you into a frenzy and he loves being tall and having to bend, gets him all possessive of you.

Donnie’s first kiss with his s/o is as sweet as he could’ve hoped. The inexperience is there but he quickly catches on and remembers the basics, when they teach him he catches on fairly fast. It’s in the truck, they lean over to say goodbye, kiss the corner of his mouth and feels light weight all of a sudden. Somewhere in their apology he’s pressed his lips to them and it all falls into a comforting kiss.

[lady-maria-the-wolf225]

FFFFUCK! I had a dream where I was on the set watching the Third tmnt bayverse film being made, and I then heard Mikey say his line saying: "Time ta kick that bitch ass up my bois!" Holy mother of god! I thought it was real! The boys were actually on set in reality! I actually got to interact with them and all that stuff! It felt so real! Dammit paramount! Make a third movie of our boys already! I can't take it anymore!! Ahhh!!!

@the-second-circle-of-shell @kokokatsworld @angelcatlowyn @tia-hauser-tmnt @selfless1978 @cowabunga-doll @tmntspidergirl @nittleboo @donniesgirl-tmnt

[lady-maria-the-wolf225]

I never thought of this but, would it be possible that Donnie might be colorblind? I know it sounds weird as hell, but think about it. It could be possible in some way. Who knows, but that's just my opinion tbh. 😉☺

@the-second-circle-of-shell @memes-in-a-half-shell @kokokatsworld @tia-hauser-tmnt @angelcatlowyn @greenprincess @donniesgirl-tmnt @only-won-don-bon @tmntspidergirl @nittleboo