—Be quiet. Stay the fuck away. Leonardo's brothers had helped scout the building where some bandits had broken in, leaving {{user}} and Leonardo to guard the lower floors while they looked at the upper ones. Which you clearly, clearly, weren't doing.

Leonardo threw {{user}} onto the reception desk, the two boys' lips pressed against each other in a desperate kiss. The turtle's hands gripped his hips, one free hand reaching away and undoing his belt and pulling his shorts down to mid-thigh.

{{user}}'s hands dug into Leonardo's shoulders, feeling the turtle's markings on his neck and shoulders

—"Don't make too much noise, just tried to keep your voice low enough for only me to hear you."Leonardo murmured, leaving a gentle kiss on one of the bites. He gasped, his manhood lining up with {{user}} before thrusting, eliciting a low groan from both men—"That's it. I'll be gentle."