Worth it. [Not even a hesitation to say it. He shifts to his side, half-off of Peter now to settle against his husband's side. It's easy to think about, painful to not, what they could've had. Should have had if it hadn't been for Leo back then.
Should've listened. Should have.]
You know... With all of this happening, and the world like this... You're my hope. My greatest weapon. You know that?
[Peter shifts enough to avoid his arm being caught between them. He angles himself to lean into Leo. He just wants to stay here, in this moment. His smile brightens by several degrees, fondness written across his features.]
Hope, a ninja's greatest weapon, huh? [He teases softly back.] You give me hope every day, a reason to get up beside the need to fight. So, the feeling is mutual.
A ninja's greatest weapon.... I like that. Has a good ring to it.
[He nuzzles his face into Peter. It's nice to hear, that Peter's still happy with their marriage. Like - the previous excursion here notwithstanding, the emotional is good to have.]
Keep it for your next rousing speech. Remember we came up with it in the fuck field. [He teases idly back, happily nuzzling back. Just content. He drapes an arm around Leo, just wanting to keep him close. They can't get any closer, but he will try.]
I love you, Leo. [He shifts enough to kiss Leo properly.] You're my everything.
[He takes a breath leaning into that kiss, squeezing Peter tight. If he had to be stuck in this end of the world, he's glad it's with Peter at his side. He knows he wouldn't be able to make it without his husband here. He happily keeps that kiss going, lingering and lazy.]
Dangerous words for a man at my mercy. [He teases lowly back, kissing Leo's chin fondly. He's in no rush at the moment to actually jump Leo's bones again.]
I'm not. Just making sure we're on the same page. [He muses teasingly back, enjoying the vibrations of the happy trill. He bites a bit more intently at Leo's shoulder.]
You just seem tired out. [Clearly, he's goading Leo a little. He sits up slowly, stretching a little to give Leo a view.]
[He whines in his throat at the bite, hoping that it leaves some kind of mark. And he's got another retort on his tongue, but he goes a little slack-jawed watching. His eyes focus wide watching Peter move, gaze roaming over every inch of skin he can see.
A lifetime of his brothers fighting and scrounging for anything, sharing as much as they can, to the apocalypse and everyrone having to share because there's so little to go around... but this? This is his. He doesn't have to share this with anyone. He would kill anyone he has to to protect this.]
Big talk, but I'm not seeing any proof. [He smirks a little down at Leo as the turtle's gaze obviously moves across Peter's body. His body is a sea of old scars, faded and present. The apocalypse has left more than a few things that his healing factor couldn't keep up with.
He shifts his stance so he's balanced on his knees on the grass on either side of Leo. He slides his folds teasingly across Leo's flaccid member. It is still a little slick from earlier, so there isn't friction going on. The sensation sends a jolt through Peter, his breath catching, but he maintains eye contact with Leo as he does it again.]
[Leo has one hand up to trace along those scars but stops when his whole body shivers when Peter just - does that. He keeps his eye contact with Peter, even as he feels that second wind starting to perk up.
He settles for resting his hands on Peter's hips.]
You're the one who promised to, what was it? You're going to fuck me so hard I can't stand straight later?
[The growl Peter makes is sign enough Leo is getting charged up without really needing to do much. If anyone knows just how to push Peter's buttons, it's Leo. It makes Peter just want to marry him all over again, and he couldn't explain why if he tried.
He moves to drape himself over Leo, managing to keep his hips moving as he bites at Leo's neck. Intent to actively leave a bruise behind. His folds glide over Leo's flaccid member. Slickness from earlier definitely helping with this endeavor.]
[The GRIN that crosses his face when he hears that growl. It's his favorite, something he likes doing when they're stuck in a meeting with everyone else once in a while. But getting to see it happen and Peter having the immediate opportunity to retaliate is welcome in a new way. He lays his head back against the grass with a groan, sinking his fingers into Peter's curls at the back of his head. It really has been too long since they've marked each other, and hew ants to mark Peter all over.
But his hips roll achingly with him. It's not going to take much to get him going again, the feeling and want for this bolstering him a bit.]
I'm just- Sa-haaaying, you shouldn't issue promises you m-might not be able to keep.
[Peter pants a little at the grip on his hair. His tongue and teeth work on Leo's neck, his shoulder.] Trust me, I got you.
[He rocks himself harder into Leo, just in time with Leo rolling his hips. The combined movements on their parts means his clit brushes against the turtle's member. The sensation makes him catch his breath a little. He keeps moving though, very intent on playing a bit rougher now.]
[The same time Peter says that, he rocks harder into him and Leo's entire nervous system jolts awake with a groan. His hands grip tight at him, arching his chest against Peter's with that extra attention to him.]
Do you? [He's joking, of course, tugging at Peter to get him to react same as always.]
[Peter just growls against his neck again. Drawing back from his shoulder, to work on the other shoulder. Leo is clearly not getting away unscathed from this. The tug is just making him want to squirm.
The friction of Leo's plastron plates against Peter's bare chest earns a soft groan amongst his biting. He only draws away to comment.]
I hope your cape can cover some of this, baby. [He's still rocking his hips, dragging his folds against Leo's member, able to tell it's definitely getting harder now.]
[Oooh fuck, his voice just gave away how undone he is from just this. Sensitive and raw still. He helplessly rolls his hips up into Peter, wanting to get more of that feeling, chasing it.]
[Peter can tell at least a few of the bites are going to bruise in a particularly obvious way later. He admires his handiwork to some extent.
He groans a little, a mixture of Leo losing his voice for just a second and how sensitive he already is. He is definitely getting wet at this rate. Leo can likely feel that shift by now. He leans back down over Leo, pressing their chests together.
He buries his face against Leo's neck, breathing a little heavily. One hand settled near Leo's head, trying to not stick to him.]
[He spends a few seconds just listening. Listening to them moving, Peter's breathing, his own heartbeat. Those sounds that when he was younger made him absolutely want to get the thickest earplugs but is a sound he wishes now he could hear more often.]
You know, we never talk anymore. [An easy joke, trying to get Peter out of his shell some again.] Soooo how's your day?
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Should've listened. Should have.]
You know... With all of this happening, and the world like this... You're my hope. My greatest weapon. You know that?
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Hope, a ninja's greatest weapon, huh? [He teases softly back.] You give me hope every day, a reason to get up beside the need to fight. So, the feeling is mutual.
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[He nuzzles his face into Peter. It's nice to hear, that Peter's still happy with their marriage. Like - the previous excursion here notwithstanding, the emotional is good to have.]
Love you. Love you so much, Peter.
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I love you, Leo. [He shifts enough to kiss Leo properly.] You're my everything.
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He deepens the kiss after a moment. He loves being squeezed like this, enjoying how comfortable they are right now.]
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Hm.
He shifts, rolling onto his back carefully and pulling Peter on top of him for now, wanting to just go boneless for a few minutes.]
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He's settled over Leo now. He lays contentedly on Leo's plastron, just snuggling into him.]
Apparently, I just need to touch your shell today. Sorry if that was too much.
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It's fine. If we were gonna sleep out here, I'd let you touch my beautiful tough magnificent shell all night.
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[Tilts his chin back, letting him have more skin if he wants.]
Can always do whatever when we get back to our room for the night.
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Depends, do you still want me to fuck you hard enough that you can't walk, or do you want to just keep it to one round?
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You issued the challenge and promise, are you backing out now?
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You just seem tired out. [Clearly, he's goading Leo a little. He sits up slowly, stretching a little to give Leo a view.]
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A lifetime of his brothers fighting and scrounging for anything, sharing as much as they can, to the apocalypse and everyrone having to share because there's so little to go around... but this? This is his. He doesn't have to share this with anyone. He would kill anyone he has to to protect this.]
Not as tired as you're gonna be.
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He shifts his stance so he's balanced on his knees on the grass on either side of Leo. He slides his folds teasingly across Leo's flaccid member. It is still a little slick from earlier, so there isn't friction going on. The sensation sends a jolt through Peter, his breath catching, but he maintains eye contact with Leo as he does it again.]
Show me.
[There is that promising threat again.]
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He settles for resting his hands on Peter's hips.]
You're the one who promised to, what was it? You're going to fuck me so hard I can't stand straight later?
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He moves to drape himself over Leo, managing to keep his hips moving as he bites at Leo's neck. Intent to actively leave a bruise behind. His folds glide over Leo's flaccid member. Slickness from earlier definitely helping with this endeavor.]
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But his hips roll achingly with him. It's not going to take much to get him going again, the feeling and want for this bolstering him a bit.]
I'm just- Sa-haaaying, you shouldn't issue promises you m-might not be able to keep.
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[He rocks himself harder into Leo, just in time with Leo rolling his hips. The combined movements on their parts means his clit brushes against the turtle's member. The sensation makes him catch his breath a little. He keeps moving though, very intent on playing a bit rougher now.]
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Do you? [He's joking, of course, tugging at Peter to get him to react same as always.]
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The friction of Leo's plastron plates against Peter's bare chest earns a soft groan amongst his biting. He only draws away to comment.]
I hope your cape can cover some of this, baby. [He's still rocking his hips, dragging his folds against Leo's member, able to tell it's definitely getting harder now.]
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[Oooh fuck, his voice just gave away how undone he is from just this. Sensitive and raw still. He helplessly rolls his hips up into Peter, wanting to get more of that feeling, chasing it.]
Don't care. Don't care if it covers or not.
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He groans a little, a mixture of Leo losing his voice for just a second and how sensitive he already is. He is definitely getting wet at this rate. Leo can likely feel that shift by now. He leans back down over Leo, pressing their chests together.
He buries his face against Leo's neck, breathing a little heavily. One hand settled near Leo's head, trying to not stick to him.]
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You know, we never talk anymore. [An easy joke, trying to get Peter out of his shell some again.] Soooo how's your day?
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