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Perfect.
They were so, so perfect.
Everything about them was perfect. Their cute purple markings, their mismatched brown and green eyes, the gap in their teeth from a tooth pulled out years before.
They were perfect. And so, so soft.
Leonardo churred and chirped as he rubbed his face between his twins thighs, the hand on the back of his head silently begging for him to do something, anything, to the leaking slit in front of his face.
Above him, Donatello was hunched in their seat, resting their head on their arm as they leaned against the desk, whimpering and almost crying as the slider between their legs just rubbed and squeezed their thighs.
This had been going on for far too long. Half an hour of teasing and squeezing and begging. Donnie almost cried when Leo bit the inside of their thigh, the sharp pain bordering on pleasure as Leo sunk his teeth into the soft flesh.
Donnie’s entire body shook, shivering and twitching from Leo’s teasing.
But in Leo’s eyes, this wasn’t teasing. No, this... this was worship. Leo kissed and bit and stroked every inch of Donnie’s soft, thick thighs, occasionally reaching around them to knead at their plush ass and tail.
Donnie sobbed, begging and pleading for Leo to do something, anything. Begging for him to finger them or eat them out or fuck them, but all their words fell on deaf ears. Leo just continued to lick and suck and bite Donnie’s thighs, lost in his worship of their body.
Long forgotten data glowed on a purple screen, casting a warm violet light over Donnie, perfectly complimenting their pine green skin and shaking muscles. Leo churred happily against his lovers thighs, mumbling soft Spanish praises to the softshell above him. His own slit dripped with slick, his shorts soaked and sticky. In any other situation he wouldn’t hesitate to make Donnie drop, wouldn’t hesitate to fuck himself almost ruthlessly on Donnie’s cock until they both came. But right now, this wasn’t about Leo. This was about Donnie and Donnie alone.
Slowly, so slow that Donnie didn’t even notice, Leo trailed his kisses and bites up Donnie’s thighs, inching his way towards their flushed slit. When he reached his twins slit, he slowly licked from the bottom to the top of it, earning a shuddering churr from the softshell.
Still slow, still gentle, Leo pushed his tongue into Donnie’s slit. Both Leo and Donnie moaned in unison, Donnie from finally getting what they needed, and Leo from the taste of Donnie’s slick on his tongue.
Leo pressed his tongue against the tip of Donnie’s sheathed cock, the freaky little tendrils squirming against the tip of Leo’s tongue. Almost as soon as he pressed his tongue to their cock, Donnie dropped into Leo’s mouth, almost directly down his throat.
Donatello cried out as their cock was encased in the hot heat of Leonardo's throat and mouth, immediately cumming down the sliders throat. Leo churred around Donnie’s cock, enjoying the taste of their cum as Donnie sobbed and almost choked from the pleasure of their release.
Leonardo dutifully swallowed every drop of Donatello’s bitter cum, humming happily. Donnie shuddered and moaned above Leo, breathing heavily as they hunched at their desk, green and brown eyes staring down at the blue masked slider.
Leo eventually released Donnie’s cock from his mouth, pushing himself upwards and kissing Donnie, the elder twin moaning softly and leaning into the kiss.
Leo then pulled away, grinning at his twin as they glared back at him, a blush dusted on their cheeks.
“Happy Birthday, mi amor~” Leo had the dumbest, shit eating grin on his face as Donnie just groaned and leaned their forehead against his.
“Fuck you, Nardo...” they grumbled, closing their eyes as they slowly grew more and more tired.
Leonardo just chuckled, moving to sit in Donnie’s lap and holding their face in his hands.
“Hey, no talk like that on my birthday~”
Donatello wrapped their arms around Leo’s waist, mumbling and leaning their face in the crook of Leo’s neck.
“Our birthday...”
Then, after a few minutes of soft silence...
“Happy Birthday, Nardo...”