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Leonardo had thought that the emperor had asked for too much in the time frame given, and that there would be several slaves paying the price of failure. But they had managed to pull it off in the most spectacular way. \n\nIf someone had told him it had been thrown together in less than three weeks, he wouldn’t have believed it. The grand hall had been decorated in silver and white. Large quantities of food had been prepared for the all-day affair. \n\nNobles from across the kingdom filled the immaculate and expansive room to the brim. Almost all of them were in attendance. It was standing room only. And it was all for a presentation after a long wedding ceremony that they could not attend. \n\nAs with all turtle marriages, the ceremony itself was private. Even Michelangelo was not allowed to attend. \n\nRaphael and Venus were alone in a room with the High Priestess and the emperor. It was a traditional ceremony of prayer with many rituals to bring good luck and protect against demons. \n\nThe nobles mingled while the ceremony took place. A quartet of musicians played softly in the background, barely audible over the murmur of many voices. \n\nDonatello stuck next to Michelangelo as the young prince made his rounds. A child accompanied them to sample any of the food Michelangelo wanted to eat. Some of the nobles expressed their approval of the new system of using the kitchen slaves’ children to test the food. Many planned on implementing the new method in their own homes. If any were appalled, they didn’t dare to show it. \n\nSeveral turtles were in the crowd. Some of the younger males flirted with Leonardo in hopes of gaining his favor. They saw him as a way to get into Raphael’s harem. Others set their sights on Michelangelo, hoping to be the first to be added to his. \n\nThough Leonardo had not expected it, it was no surprise to see some rats mingling in the crowd. Of course, they were in disguise, managing a more canine appearance. They all had their own reasons for being there. Many of the kingdom’s nobles were being watched. \n\nThe ceremony had started mid-morning. By late afternoon, Leonardo was ready to call it a day, but he was nowhere near done. He had double duties to both the rats and Raphael. He needed to use the opportunity to build relationships. \n\nJust as the evening bells began to ring, the doors to the hall opened. The crowd parted, making way from the door to the throne platform at the other end. \n\nPriestess Karai stepped through the doors first to announce the newly wed king and queen. The gathered nobles all dropped to one knee as Raphael and Venus walked up the path. Heads remained down as Benvolio followed. \n\nThe large throne was reserved for Benvolio. Raphael sat to his grandfather’s right and Venus sat in the throne to Raphael’s right. There was another throne to Benvolio’s left that was eventually occupied by his wife. \n\nNobles got in line to present gifts and pledge their loyalty. This continued well beyond nightfall. By the time they were done, Leonardo was having a hard time keeping his eyes open. \n\nAs customary with young brides, Venus will have her own room and live a pampered life, until the two of them are at a reasonable age to start having children. Raphael wasn’t expected to see much of her outside of meal time for the next few years. \n\nLeonardo couldn’t imagine what it would be like to be married to a stranger. He felt sorry for them. \n\nDoing his best to stifle a yawn, Leonardo bid farewell to the last nobles to depart. With his duties done, he was finally able to make his way to the king’s bedroom. \n\nNow that Raphael was king, he had been moved to the much larger room that had once belonged to his father. Michelangelo had also been moved into the room since it was now believed that he was one of Raphael’s lovers. At least the new arrangement will make things easier on all of them. \n\nAs soon as Leonardo entered the room, Michelangelo grabbed him and pulled him into the hidden corridors. \n\n“Mikey, I’m tired,” Leonardo complained. \n\n“This will only take a minute,” Michelangelo promised. Leonardo was amazed at the young prince’s level of energy after such a long day. \n\n“What are we doing,” Leonardo demanded. If it was sex Michelangelo wanted, Leonardo wasn’t sure he’d be able to stay awake for it. \n\nMichelangelo grinned. “You’ll see.”\n\nThey reached their destination and Michelangelo pressed his ear to the wall while signaling for Leonardo to stay quiet. \n\nLeonardo could hear softly spoken voices coming through the wall and as he got closer, he understood what Michelangelo was up to. He was spying on the new queen. Crossing his arms over his plastron, Leonardo frowned at Michelangelo. “What are you doing?”\n\nMichelangelo shushed him. “I’m trying to get an idea on how she feels about all of this. This is the first time she has been alone with her servant since she arrived. I need to know if she’s gonna be on our side or grandpa’s. Now be quiet so I can hear.”\n\nLeonardo looked inside the room to see Venus with her personal servant. The servant was a female white fox named Alopex. Judging by the way she was dressed she was not a slave. The way she carried herself showed that she was of noble birth and most likely the daughter of someone close to the emperor. \n\n“He seems nice,” Alopex offered. \n\n“Nice?” Venus practically squeaked in disbelief. “He seems nice to you? He has children testing his food for poison.”\n\n“I can tell by the way he watched them eat that it wasn’t something he took joy in,” Alopex said.\n\nThe way she moved and looked around the room as she did, led Leonardo to believe that she was also highly trained in combat. She was a servant and a body guard, and has probably been with Venus for many years. \n\n“There’s no way you can put a positive spin on this,” Venus said in defeat. “I’ve married my nephew. Our children are going to turn out like my brother and sister’s son, Rollo.”\n\nVenus sighed as she wiped away tears. “Maybe if I’m lucky, my father will die before we are old enough. My brothers will start a war over the kingdoms and the one that conquers this kingdom will kill me.”\n\n“Don’t be so dramatic,” Alopex said while she watched Venus fling herself on the bed. \n\n“I don’t want to live this life,” Venus cried into her pillow. \n\nMichelangelo nudged Leonardo’s arm to get his attention. “I think they’ll be on our side,” he said with a wide grin. “I’m gonna go in and say high.”\n\n“Now?” Leonardo sputtered in surprise. \n\nBefore Leonardo could do anything, Michelangelo was already tapping on the hidden door to the room.\n\nVenus sat up in bed, hastily wiping tears from her eyes as Alopex went to check the door leading out to the hall. She stepped out, moving her head from side to side. “There’s no one here.”\n\nMichelangelo pushed the hidden door open a crack. “Because I’m here. May I come in?”\n\n“Were you spying on us,” Alopex demanded, closing the main door.\n\n“Yes,” Michelangelo admitted as he entered the room. “I need to know if you could be trusted.”\n\nLeonardo followed him in and closed the hidden door behind them. \n\nVenus scoffed. “You were spying on us and the question is whether or not we can be trusted?”\n\n“I had to know how you felt.” Michelangelo smiled at Venus. “There is a lot at stake here. It’s good to know that we all share the same feelings about this arrangement.”\n\n“Really,” Venus asked with a skeptical look on her face. She looked him in the eyes, her expression a mix of defiance and fear. “The king beds his own brother. Why should bedding his aunt not appeal to him?”\n\n“Because it’s a lie,” Michelangelo stated. “He made grandpa believe that to protect me, so I can stay here. He convinced him to name me as heir. He originally expected you and Raph to start having children right away. He bought us all time.”\n\nVenus looked away in thought. “I don’t know.”\n\n“Why don’t you come with us and talk with Raph,” Michelangelo offered. “You’ll see that his private self is way different than what he presents to the public or the emperor.”\n\n“This can wait until morning,” Leonardo offered. “I’m sure the queen is tired.”\n\n“Talking to Raph will help ease her mind so she will be able to sleep better,” Michelangelo argued. \n\n“He’s right. I wasn’t going to be able to sleep anyway.” Venus sighed. “Okay. I’ll talk to him.”\n\n“You won’t regret it,” Michelangelo said and opened the hidden door. “It would be best if we keep the meeting a secret though.”\n\nMichelangelo and Venus walked side by side through the hidden halls with Leonardo and Alopex walking a few paces behind them. \n\n“I can tell you are a fighter,” Alopex stated. \n\nLeonardo nodded, deciding that he had no reason to hide it. “I’ve been trained.” Not wanting to give her the whole truth, he added, “I am one of the king’s lovers. That means that I am also a body guard. I have been training with the guard since I was selected.”\n\nShe glanced at him sideways, narrowing her eyes but said nothing. If she didn’t believe him, she did not say anything. \n\n“You seem well trained as well,” Leonardo said. \n\nAlopex lifted her chin slightly and smiled. “I come from a long line of warriors, loyal to the emperor. I have been trained since birth.”\n\n“How would you train a baby,” Michelangelo asked, looking back over his shoulder. \n\n“We have our ways,” Alopex replied. \n\n\n…..\n\n\nIt was the first time since the death of Arigio that Raphael had been in the king’s bedroom. It was now his bedroom. All of his father’s old furniture has been removed and burned. Every piece in the room now was new. \n\nThe room was larger than some noble houses, contained several beds and even a second story. The largest bed in the center, with privacy curtain all around was his. There was a pallet at the foot of his bed meant for Donatello. Raphael assured Donatello that he had no intention of letting him sleep there once the emperor was gone. \n\nThere were seven other beds in the room, the more luxurious of them was intended for Michelangelo. Several wardrobes and weapons racks lined the walls. A set of large, plush chairs sat near the fireplace that was big enough to roast two full sized pigs. \n\nRaphael took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I hate this.”\n\n“My king?”\n\nAt Donatello’s inquiry, Raphael turned to look at him. There was a sign of sorrow in his eyes. “So formal? Even when we’re alone?”\n\nDonatello looked at the ground. “Old habits are hard to break.”\n\n“I understand,” Raphael said with a soft smile. “Life is changing for all of us. We will all need to make adjustments to it. Things should start getting better once the emperor is gone.”\n\nDonatello nodded in agreement. “We will all be able to relax a little more. And then you will be able to start running this kingdom how you see fit.”\n\n“Within reason,” Raphael stated. “If I do too much or go against what my grandfather deems as right, it could all be taken away in a heartbeat. All of this would have been for nothing.”\n\n“Just don’t turn into your father,” Donatello pleaded. \n\n“I don’t plan on it,” Raphael said. He moved closer to Donatello and gently reached out for his hand. “I want you to love me, not fear me.”\n\nDonatello didn’t have the heart to tell Raphael that he did fear him. It was a deep seeded fear that made it difficult to love him, though not impossible. There was something there but Donatello had never been in love before so it was hard to tell for sure what those feelings were. \n\n“You should want that for all your people,” Donatello said. “Everything would be so much better if you were loved, instead of feared.”\n\n“Like your father was?” Raphael’s responding laugh held no humor in it. “It might be too late for that. I’ve already done some dreadful things.”\n\nShaking his head, Donatello placed a soft kiss on Raphael’s lips. “It’s not too late. Trust me. All you have to do is show them how great you can be.”\n\nRaphael pressed in closer to reengage the kiss and then deepened it. It wasn’t long before Donatello took the lead. With every passing moment they were together, Donatello could sense Raphael begin to relax and submit.\n\n“You can start,” Donatello whispered between kisses, “by no longer using children to sample your food.”\n\nRaphael nodded as they continued to kiss. “I only did that for grandfather. Once he’s gone, it will go back to the way it was.”\n\nUnfastening Raphael’s pants, Donatello reached down between flesh and fabric to play with Raphael’s tail. Raphael trembled in anticipation, moaning into the kiss. \n\nDonatello could have asked for anything in that moment. There were so many things he was ready to suggest, so many ways to improve the lives of the poor and the slaves. He circled his finger around the tight hole, hidden under Raphael’s tail. \n\n“Bed,” Raphael whimpered. “Please.”\n\nThey stayed pressed together, ravishing each other’s mouths as they made their way to the bed. By the time they were close enough to pull the curtains aside, Raphael was kicking his pants off and tugging Donatello’s down. \n\nThey fell onto the bed. Raphael pulled Donatello down on top of him, parting his legs. He let out a soft needy moan while he stroked Donatello’s swelling cock. “I want you. Now.”\n\nRaphael’s need fueled his own. After quickly coating himself with oil, Donatello pressed inside. It took some effort to get past the tense muscles. Even more to keep from losing it the moment he was surrounded by the tight warmth.\n\nConcentrating on his breathing, Donatello pushed in as deep as he could go. “You’ll be a fair king,” he said, shifting his hips. “A just king.”\n\n“Yes,” Raphael grunted. \n\nThere was a dim candle, protected by glass, mounted on the headboard. It supplied enough light so that they were not fumbling in the dark. It highlighted Raphael’s face beautifully. The look on his face was one that was rarely seen, one of pure joy. \n\nThe sound of the door opening caused Donatello to pause and Raphael to clamp down around him. The muscles were so tight, he couldn’t pull out. He was grateful for the curtains around the bed. \n\n“Raph?” Michelangelo called out. \n\n“Busy,” Raphael called back. “Just stay on your side of the room. We’ll be quiet.”\n\n“I don’t know if I can do this with Michelangelo in the room,” Donatello whispered. \n\n“This is why we have the curtain,” Raphael whispered back. “I’ve put in an order to get Mikey a bed with curtains too so he and Leonardo can have some privacy. We’ll have to get used to it being like this. That or set some sort of schedule.”\n\n“You gonna be long,” Michelangelo asked. \n\n“It will take longer if you keep interrupting,” Raphael snapped back. \n\n“Sorry,” Michelangelo replied. \n\nClosing his eyes, Donatello did his best to not think about the fact that Michelangelo was out there. He kept his movements steady and focused on the feeling. When he opened his eyes again, he saw Raphael looking up at him. It made his heart swell and he realized that he was happy. It was a surprising realization. \n\nLeaning down, he reengaged the kiss. It was salty and sweet, sloppy and perfect. They finished together, Raphael’s warm ejaculate coating both their plastrons. 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In a panic, he jumped back on the bed and simply waited for his king’s orders. \n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "It was amazing how quickly the wedding had come together. Leonardo had thought that the emperor had asked for too much in the time frame given, and that there would be several slaves paying the price of failure. But they had managed to pull it off in the most spectacular way.

If someone had told him it had been thrown together in less than three weeks, he wouldn’t have believed it. The grand hall had been decorated in silver and white. Large quantities of food had been prepared for the all-day affair.

Nobles from across the kingdom filled the immaculate and expansive room to the brim. Almost all of them were in attendance. It was standing room only. And it was all for a presentation after a long wedding ceremony that they could not attend.

As with all turtle marriages, the ceremony itself was private. Even Michelangelo was not allowed to attend.

Raphael and Venus were alone in a room with the High Priestess and the emperor. It was a traditional ceremony of prayer with many rituals to bring good luck and protect against demons.

The nobles mingled while the ceremony took place. A quartet of musicians played softly in the background, barely audible over the murmur of many voices.

Donatello stuck next to Michelangelo as the young prince made his rounds. A child accompanied them to sample any of the food Michelangelo wanted to eat. Some of the nobles expressed their approval of the new system of using the kitchen slaves’ children to test the food. Many planned on implementing the new method in their own homes. If any were appalled, they didn’t dare to show it.

Several turtles were in the crowd. Some of the younger males flirted with Leonardo in hopes of gaining his favor. They saw him as a way to get into Raphael’s harem. Others set their sights on Michelangelo, hoping to be the first to be added to his.

Though Leonardo had not expected it, it was no surprise to see some rats mingling in the crowd. Of course, they were in disguise, managing a more canine appearance. They all had their own reasons for being there. Many of the kingdom’s nobles were being watched.

The ceremony had started mid-morning. By late afternoon, Leonardo was ready to call it a day, but he was nowhere near done. He had double duties to both the rats and Raphael. He needed to use the opportunity to build relationships.

Just as the evening bells began to ring, the doors to the hall opened. The crowd parted, making way from the door to the throne platform at the other end.

Priestess Karai stepped through the doors first to announce the newly wed king and queen. The gathered nobles all dropped to one knee as Raphael and Venus walked up the path. Heads remained down as Benvolio followed.

The large throne was reserved for Benvolio. Raphael sat to his grandfather’s right and Venus sat in the throne to Raphael’s right. There was another throne to Benvolio’s left that was eventually occupied by his wife.

Nobles got in line to present gifts and pledge their loyalty. This continued well beyond nightfall. By the time they were done, Leonardo was having a hard time keeping his eyes open.

As customary with young brides, Venus will have her own room and live a pampered life, until the two of them are at a reasonable age to start having children. Raphael wasn’t expected to see much of her outside of meal time for the next few years.

Leonardo couldn’t imagine what it would be like to be married to a stranger. He felt sorry for them.

Doing his best to stifle a yawn, Leonardo bid farewell to the last nobles to depart. With his duties done, he was finally able to make his way to the king’s bedroom.

Now that Raphael was king, he had been moved to the much larger room that had once belonged to his father. Michelangelo had also been moved into the room since it was now believed that he was one of Raphael’s lovers. At least the new arrangement will make things easier on all of them.

As soon as Leonardo entered the room, Michelangelo grabbed him and pulled him into the hidden corridors.

“Mikey, I’m tired,” Leonardo complained.

“This will only take a minute,” Michelangelo promised. Leonardo was amazed at the young prince’s level of energy after such a long day.

“What are we doing,” Leonardo demanded. If it was sex Michelangelo wanted, Leonardo wasn’t sure he’d be able to stay awake for it.

Michelangelo grinned. “You’ll see.”

They reached their destination and Michelangelo pressed his ear to the wall while signaling for Leonardo to stay quiet.

Leonardo could hear softly spoken voices coming through the wall and as he got closer, he understood what Michelangelo was up to. He was spying on the new queen. Crossing his arms over his plastron, Leonardo frowned at Michelangelo. “What are you doing?”

Michelangelo shushed him. “I’m trying to get an idea on how she feels about all of this. This is the first time she has been alone with her servant since she arrived. I need to know if she’s gonna be on our side or grandpa’s. Now be quiet so I can hear.”

Leonardo looked inside the room to see Venus with her personal servant. The servant was a female white fox named Alopex. Judging by the way she was dressed she was not a slave. The way she carried herself showed that she was of noble birth and most likely the daughter of someone close to the emperor.

“He seems nice,” Alopex offered.

“Nice?” Venus practically squeaked in disbelief. “He seems nice to you? He has children testing his food for poison.”

“I can tell by the way he watched them eat that it wasn’t something he took joy in,” Alopex said.

The way she moved and looked around the room as she did, led Leonardo to believe that she was also highly trained in combat. She was a servant and a body guard, and has probably been with Venus for many years.

“There’s no way you can put a positive spin on this,” Venus said in defeat. “I’ve married my nephew. Our children are going to turn out like my brother and sister’s son, Rollo.”

Venus sighed as she wiped away tears. “Maybe if I’m lucky, my father will die before we are old enough. My brothers will start a war over the kingdoms and the one that conquers this kingdom will kill me.”

“Don’t be so dramatic,” Alopex said while she watched Venus fling herself on the bed.

“I don’t want to live this life,” Venus cried into her pillow.

Michelangelo nudged Leonardo’s arm to get his attention. “I think they’ll be on our side,” he said with a wide grin. “I’m gonna go in and say high.”

“Now?” Leonardo sputtered in surprise.

Before Leonardo could do anything, Michelangelo was already tapping on the hidden door to the room.

Venus sat up in bed, hastily wiping tears from her eyes as Alopex went to check the door leading out to the hall. She stepped out, moving her head from side to side. “There’s no one here.”

Michelangelo pushed the hidden door open a crack. “Because I’m here. May I come in?”

“Were you spying on us,” Alopex demanded, closing the main door.

“Yes,” Michelangelo admitted as he entered the room. “I need to know if you could be trusted.”

Leonardo followed him in and closed the hidden door behind them.

Venus scoffed. “You were spying on us and the question is whether or not we can be trusted?”

“I had to know how you felt.” Michelangelo smiled at Venus. “There is a lot at stake here. It’s good to know that we all share the same feelings about this arrangement.”

“Really,” Venus asked with a skeptical look on her face. She looked him in the eyes, her expression a mix of defiance and fear. “The king beds his own brother. Why should bedding his aunt not appeal to him?”

“Because it’s a lie,” Michelangelo stated. “He made grandpa believe that to protect me, so I can stay here. He convinced him to name me as heir. He originally expected you and Raph to start having children right away. He bought us all time.”

Venus looked away in thought. “I don’t know.”

“Why don’t you come with us and talk with Raph,” Michelangelo offered. “You’ll see that his private self is way different than what he presents to the public or the emperor.”

“This can wait until morning,” Leonardo offered. “I’m sure the queen is tired.”

“Talking to Raph will help ease her mind so she will be able to sleep better,” Michelangelo argued.

“He’s right. I wasn’t going to be able to sleep anyway.” Venus sighed. “Okay. I’ll talk to him.”

“You won’t regret it,” Michelangelo said and opened the hidden door. “It would be best if we keep the meeting a secret though.”

Michelangelo and Venus walked side by side through the hidden halls with Leonardo and Alopex walking a few paces behind them.  

“I can tell you are a fighter,” Alopex stated.

Leonardo nodded, deciding that he had no reason to hide it. “I’ve been trained.” Not wanting to give her the whole truth, he added, “I am one of the king’s lovers. That means that I am also a body guard. I have been training with the guard since I was selected.”

She glanced at him sideways, narrowing her eyes but said nothing. If she didn’t believe him, she did not say anything.

“You seem well trained as well,” Leonardo said.

Alopex lifted her chin slightly and smiled. “I come from a long line of warriors, loyal to the emperor. I have been trained since birth.”

“How would you train a baby,” Michelangelo asked, looking back over his shoulder.

“We have our ways,” Alopex replied.


…..


It was the first time since the death of Arigio that Raphael had been in the king’s bedroom. It was now his bedroom. All of his father’s old furniture has been removed and burned. Every piece in the room now was new.

The room was larger than some noble houses, contained several beds and even a second story. The largest bed in the center, with privacy curtain all around was his. There was a pallet at the foot of his bed meant for Donatello. Raphael assured Donatello that he had no intention of letting him sleep there once the emperor was gone.

There were seven other beds in the room, the more luxurious of them was intended for Michelangelo. Several wardrobes and weapons racks lined the walls. A set of large, plush chairs sat near the fireplace that was big enough to roast two full sized pigs.  

Raphael took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I hate this.”

“My king?”

At Donatello’s inquiry, Raphael turned to look at him. There was a sign of sorrow in his eyes. “So formal? Even when we’re alone?”

Donatello looked at the ground. “Old habits are hard to break.”

“I understand,” Raphael said with a soft smile. “Life is changing for all of us. We will all need to make adjustments to it. Things should start getting better once the emperor is gone.”

Donatello nodded in agreement. “We will all be able to relax a little more. And then you will be able to start running this kingdom how you see fit.”

“Within reason,” Raphael stated. “If I do too much or go against what my grandfather deems as right, it could all be taken away in a heartbeat. All of this would have been for nothing.”

“Just don’t turn into your father,” Donatello pleaded.

“I don’t plan on it,” Raphael said. He moved closer to Donatello and gently reached out for his hand. “I want you to love me, not fear me.”

Donatello didn’t have the heart to tell Raphael that he did fear him. It was a deep seeded fear that made it difficult to love him, though not impossible. There was something there but Donatello had never been in love before so it was hard to tell for sure what those feelings were.

“You should want that for all your people,” Donatello said. “Everything would be so much better if you were loved, instead of feared.”

“Like your father was?” Raphael’s responding laugh held no humor in it. “It might be too late for that. I’ve already done some dreadful things.”

Shaking his head, Donatello placed a soft kiss on Raphael’s lips. “It’s not too late. Trust me. All you have to do is show them how great you can be.”

Raphael pressed in closer to reengage the kiss and then deepened it. It wasn’t long before Donatello took the lead. With every passing moment they were together, Donatello could sense Raphael begin to relax and submit.

“You can start,” Donatello whispered between kisses, “by no longer using children to sample your food.”

Raphael nodded as they continued to kiss. “I only did that for grandfather. Once he’s gone, it will go back to the way it was.”

Unfastening Raphael’s pants, Donatello reached down between flesh and fabric to play with Raphael’s tail. Raphael trembled in anticipation, moaning into the kiss.

Donatello could have asked for anything in that moment. There were so many things he was ready to suggest, so many ways to improve the lives of the poor and the slaves. He circled his finger around the tight hole, hidden under Raphael’s tail.

“Bed,” Raphael whimpered. “Please.”

They stayed pressed together, ravishing each other’s mouths as they made their way to the bed. By the time they were close enough to pull the curtains aside, Raphael was kicking his pants off and tugging Donatello’s down.

They fell onto the bed. Raphael pulled Donatello down on top of him, parting his legs. He let out a soft needy moan while he stroked Donatello’s swelling cock. “I want you. Now.”

Raphael’s need fueled his own. After quickly coating himself with oil, Donatello pressed inside. It took some effort to get past the tense muscles. Even more to keep from losing it the moment he was surrounded by the tight warmth.

Concentrating on his breathing, Donatello pushed in as deep as he could go. “You’ll be a fair king,” he said, shifting his hips. “A just king.”

“Yes,” Raphael grunted.

There was a dim candle, protected by glass, mounted on the headboard. It supplied enough light so that they were not fumbling in the dark. It highlighted Raphael’s face beautifully. The look on his face was one that was rarely seen, one of pure joy.

The sound of the door opening caused Donatello to pause and Raphael to clamp down around him. The muscles were so tight, he couldn’t pull out. He was grateful for the curtains around the bed.

“Raph?” Michelangelo called out.

“Busy,” Raphael called back. “Just stay on your side of the room. We’ll be quiet.”

“I don’t know if I can do this with Michelangelo in the room,” Donatello whispered.

“This is why we have the curtain,” Raphael whispered back. “I’ve put in an order to get Mikey a bed with curtains too so he and Leonardo can have some privacy. We’ll have to get used to it being like this. That or set some sort of schedule.”

“You gonna be long,” Michelangelo asked.

“It will take longer if you keep interrupting,” Raphael snapped back.

“Sorry,” Michelangelo replied.

Closing his eyes, Donatello did his best to not think about the fact that Michelangelo was out there. He kept his movements steady and focused on the feeling. When he opened his eyes again, he saw Raphael looking up at him. It made his heart swell and he realized that he was happy. It was a surprising realization.

Leaning down, he reengaged the kiss. It was salty and sweet, sloppy and perfect. They finished together, Raphael’s warm ejaculate coating both their plastrons. They were a sweaty, sticky mess and neither of them cared.

When Donatello’s cock softened enough to slide out, he slid to the side to lay next to Raphael while still maintaining the kiss. Eventually the kiss slowed as exhaustion set in. They lay together, face to face as they drifted off to sleep.

“Raph?” Michelangelo called out again.

“What,” Raphael groaned in response.

“Can we talk?” Michelangelo asked.

Raphael sighed as he sat up. “It’s been a long day and I’m tired. I want to sleep.” He pulled the curtain aside enough to look through. “Can it wait until morning? What the hell, Mikey!?”

Donatello had been on the verge of falling asleep but Raphael’s sudden outburst had him scrambling out of the bed. It was an ingrained response. His heart raced with fear. Then he saw what had caused Raphael to react.

The young queen and her servant were sitting in the chairs next to the fireplace. In a panic, he jumped back on the bed and simply waited for his king’s orders.
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