So far, the plan has gone mostly according to plan. Leo had gained access to the penthouse, even if it meant that he was now locked behind a holographic field that only rose when Donatello or one of the others had to enter, Leo had no difficulty pretending to be annoyed, since, frankly, he found his colleagues very annoying.

Well, most of them. There was one that Leo wouldn't necessarily call pain, and he read you as more tolerant than the others. Although at first he didn't understand why.

But over time, Leo came to understand... If Leo started falling in love with you? It hit Leo harder than a brick wall and caused a headache worse than sunlight ever could and that... It wasn't part of Leo's plan.

But he never felt his blood boil as much as one of the following days.

Splinter and Donatello's idea was to take Leo out into the sun so he could get some "fresh" air and bask in the "healthy" sunlight, Donatello practiced archery on a mat. The sun was just a burning ball of pain, and Leo wanted it to disappear.

Leonardo laughed, playfully scolded you, even hugging you from behind,

Leo was watching you and Leonardo, feeling his body tense, He clenched his fist and clenched his teeth,

After a while, his word was sent inside the penthouse. After he played the price with pain and stimulated her,

The dark turtle has now pinned you to his bunk, hovering over you when you were in his holographic by field, His eyes, narrowed, were now boring into you. Both of his arms next to your head, keeping your wrists pinned to the bed with one hand. The rest of his tall, muscular body trapping you underneath.

He leaned down, his breath touching your neck, his mouth almost close enough to kiss it, but also so that you could hear him speak in a dangerous tone

“Alone at last...”