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", "writing": "\tFor the first time since meeting Niccolo, Don felt more at ease with the big turtle. Maybe it was having made it through several life or death situations with him, or possibly it was the laugh they’d shared. \n\n\tIt didn’t mean he was going to let his guard down around the guy. While both of them had the same final goal of reaching the transport artifact, the way each wanted to achieve that goal was still very different.\n\n\tDon didn’t trust Nicco’s motives for that very reason. The older turtle was definitely charismatic and, Don was willing to admit to himself, had a distinct sensual appeal. Maybe that was simply a part of Nicco’s character or maybe it was something he had refined over the years, using his charm to get his way.\n\n\tIf there was anything to be learned from Master Splinter’s teachings and from Don’s dealings with their enemies, it was that charm and manipulation could be used as disguises to hide one’s true motives. Don had no intention of becoming a sucker.\n\n\tAfter their fall, the pair had backtracked, trying to regain some of the ground they’d lost. It became obvious before long that the footing was too unstable for them to continue their climb.\n\n\tNicco studied the terrain, his eyes darting around to take in the large boulders, scrub brush, and occasional tree. Watching him, Don was again struck with the similarities between Nicco and Leonardo. There was the same piercing concentration, the same focused intensity, the same single minded purpose that Don admired in his oldest brother.\n\n\t“Your earlier assessment was correct,” Nicco said, looking over his shoulder as he spoke. “We don’t need to go all the way to the top, which is a good thing because we don’t have the equipment for that type of a climb. If we remain at this level, these deeply rooted plants will hold the wet soil in place and keep us safe from another landslide while we curve around to the eastern side of the mountain.”\n\n\t“Do you have binoculars in your pack?” Don asked. “If we get a clear view from the other side, will you be able to recognize anything from this height?”\n\n\tTurning around to face Don, Nicco said, “The topography near the area where Mase and I first landed is unique. I’ll recognize it enough to get us going in the right direction.”\n\n\t“Towards the artifact or the diamonds?” Don asked, unable to hide his suspicions.\n\n\tNicco took a couple of steps towards him, stopping when he could look Don directly in the eyes. “I’ve been nothing but upfront with you about my priorities, Donatello. It would have been very easy for me to have kept the story of those diamonds from you and to let you believe my only goal was to reach the artifact. You would have gone with me without argument if I had done that. I believe in being as honest as possible because that takes less effort than lying.”\n\n\tTo himself Don thought, [i]“Honest, like Leo.”[/i] Out loud he said, “I’ll try to restrain my natural skepticism.”\n\n\t“It’s a character flaw, but I’ll overlook it,” Nicco said in a grandiose manner, grinning suddenly. “If you’re still distrustful, you can lead the way. I have no problem with following you; in fact, it’s a distinct pleasure. The only thing cuter than your tail is your ass.”\n\n\t[i]“And crude, like Raph,”[/i] Don told himself. “I hope you won’t let your appreciation of my anatomy get in the way of you paying attention to where you’re going,” Don snapped as he started around the mountain side. “If you fall I might not be fast enough to save you again.”\n\n\tDon pretended to ignore the sound of Nicco’s laughter as he stalked away from the larger turtle, but as soon as Don was sure Nicco couldn’t see his face, he started to smile.\n\n\tWalking around took less effort than going up and by pushing off from protruding tree roots they were able to move faster. In a couple of hours they were far enough along for Nicco to see past the other mountains.\n\n\t“There,” Nicco announced almost immediately, pointing off to their right. “Do you see that almost barren looking landscape beyond the jungle? That’s where we need to go.”\n\n\t“It’s pretty open terrain,” Don said.\n\n\t“Mostly packed earth, rocks, and sparse vegetation,” Nicco said as he consulted his compass. “It’s due north of here. Let’s see if we can find a way down that doesn’t require us going back the way we came. Or falling,” he added.\n\n\tTurtle luck was on their side for once, perhaps to balance the rock slide they’d experienced earlier. Not only did they find a way down, it was an easier slope than the trail they’d used to ascend the mountain.\n\n\tStill, they had spent most of a day traversing the mountain and it was late afternoon when they came back down into the jungle. The vegetation they encountered wasn’t as thick as it had been on the other side and they hadn’t gone far when the welcome sound of moving water reached the pair.\n\n\tWinding their way between trees they followed the sound and soon came across a meandering stream, the water trailing down from the mountain. It was wide but not exceptionally deep and when Don dipped a hand into it he discovered it was cool, almost cold.\n\n\tHe took a long satisfying drink of the crisp water after which he washed his hands and arms, and then removed his mask to wash his face. Nicco followed suit after divesting himself of his backpack, filling the canteen with fresh water when he was done.\n\n\tNicco had stepped out into the water so that it was up to his ankles when he abruptly called out, “There are fish in here; big ones. Let’s see if I can catch us a meal.”\n\n\tHe set the canteen on the embankment and slowly waded further out. Don stood up to watch him, wondering exactly how Nicco planned to catch anything without a fishing pole of some kind.\n\n\tTucking his mask into his belt, Don enjoyed a good stretch as he observed his traveling companion come to a stop in water past his knees. Holding both hands just above the water, Nicco bent over slightly and froze.\n\n\tDon watched him for a couple of minutes before deciding that Nicco was showing off. “You’d have better luck if you cut a small branch off of one of these trees and attached a line to it,” Don said.\n\n\tNicco didn’t so much as move, his eyes focused on the water. With a sigh, Don was just deciding he might as well sit down and relax when the thought hit him that neither of them knew what other things besides fish might be lurking in the stream.\n\n\t“You know you’re as likely to get eaten by something as you are to catch something to eat, don’t you?” Don asked in a loud voice, trying not to sound as concerned as he was starting to feel.\n\n\tStill Nicco ignored him, so immobile a statue would have been jealous. Frustrated, Don yelled, “I’m not swimming out there to save you either!”\n\n\tSuddenly Nicco’s hands hit the water, moving so fast they were a blur. When he jerked them out of the stream, he was holding a large, wriggling fish.\n\n\tDon was staring in disbelief when Nicco unexpectedly tossed the fish right at him.\n\n\tToo surprised to move, Don was hit right in the chest by the big fish. Its weight made him stumble backwards but his reflexes kicked in and he grabbed at it, finally getting a good grip and holding the jerking fish out at arm’s length.\n\n\tNicco came splashing through the stream towards him, laughing as Don fought with the fish. Disgruntled, Don made as if to throw the fish back at Nicco.\n\n\t“Don’t you dare, that’s our dinner!” Nicco exclaimed, diving for the fish.\n\n\tDon yanked it away from him and danced backwards. “My dinner you mean,” Don taunted, enjoying the rise he was getting out of Nicco.\n\n\tNicco’s eyes flashed dangerously, his mouth turning up in a smirk. “Let’s see if you can keep it away from me, little ninja.”\n\n\tSeeing Nicco bearing down on him, Don felt a jolt of excitement rush through his system. It seemed like every nerve ending in his body was coming alive and he couldn’t help the smile of exhilaration that spread across his face.\n\n\tFeinting left, Don dodged to the right when Nicco took the bait, spinning just beyond the reach of Nicco’s hands. With a grunt, Nicco skid to a halt and turned in one quick movement, coming at Don with a burst of speed.\n\n\tHis fingers grazed Don’s arms, but the younger turtle scrambled out of his grasp and then leaped high, planting his foot squarely in Nicco’s chest. The kick knocked Nicco onto his carapace, but he rolled over and up without missing a beat and then dove at Don’s knees.\n\n\tFor a turtle of his size, Nicco was unbelievably quick. He hooked both hands around the backs of Don’s legs and yanked him off his feet. Falling backwards, Don hit the ground with a thud and the fish flew out of his hands to land in a patch of grass just out of reach.\n\n\tDon was starting to flip onto his side when Nicco lunged upwards, pinning the smaller turtle to the ground. Before Don could take a swing at him, Nicco caught Don’s hands and pushed them down, immobilizing him.\n\n\tNeither said anything for several moments, breathing hard and still wearing wide smiles as they stared at each other. Then the look in Nicco’s eyes became searching and Don’s smile faded, the excitement of their game changing to another feeling entirely.\n\n\tHeart pounding, Don didn’t try to pull away as he attempted to understand what he was feeling. His earlier thoughts returned and he stopped trying to lie to himself about his attraction to Nicco.\n\n\tAlmost as if sensing a change in Don, Nicco quietly said, “I think I’ve got a thing for you, little ninja.”\n\n\tDon swallowed as he stared into the other mutant’s unusual eyes, the amber tone richly warm. Walking down the mountain earlier, Don had fantasized a little about something like this happening when Nicco had hovered over him just after the rock slide. He’d pushed the daydream aside, determined not to fall prey to Nicco’s charms.\n\n\tNicco seemed to take Don’s silence as a cue to continue. “You ever been with anyone?” he asked in a low, guttural tone.\n\n\tThe question made Don try to lift his arms, but Nicco had him pinned good. “No,” Don finally admitted.\n\n\t“I can tell.” Nicco leaned in close, pressing his beak against the side of Don’s neck and inhaling deeply.\n\n\tThe action made Don’s entire body quiver and trying to hold onto his bravado, Don blurted out, “Have you?”\n\n\tNicco turned his head, lightly running his mouth along Don’s jaw line before rising up enough to gaze into Don’s eyes. “Yeah, paid for it ‘cause I wanted to know what sex was like. It was better than taking care of myself, but something was missing. I think I know what that was now.”\n\n\t“I d . . . don’t really have those k . . . kinds of options,” Don said, cursing himself for his stutter.\n\n\tNicco searched Don’s eyes for a moment, a hint of a smile curling the edges of his lips. “You want to give this a try?” Nicco asked in the deep, gravelly voice that made Don’s toes curl pleasantly.\n\n\tDon’s mind screamed [i]“Yes!”[/i] even as he felt a familiar tightening beneath his shell. Despite that, he wasn’t going to give the brute holding him down the satisfaction of knowing he was getting to Don.\n\n\t“N . . . no,” Don stammered, in spite of his best efforts not to.\n\n\tNicco’s tiny smile bloomed into a grin. “Your mouth says no but the rest of you is saying yes. I like how your neck changes color when you get excited.”\n\n\tDon could feel the heat moving up from his neck and into his face. “I’m not excited,” he insisted. “I’m aggravated.”\n\n\tNicco’s head dipped down once more so that he could scent Don’s neck, his beak touching the sensitive skin at Don’s throat and then sliding sensually across to the opposite side. Don’s heart went from pounding to hammering in his chest, threatening to pop out, and his heels had long since grown numb from how deeply Don was digging them into the dirt.\n\n\tDon tried to suppress his rising desire by telling himself that Nicco was too rude, too pushy, too know-it-all, but none of that helped to suppress the thrill that rode his spine with every touch of Nicco’s mouth to his neck.\n\n\tThey were both panting heavily as Nicco’s tongue snaked out to caress Don’s pulse point, drawing a low moan from the younger turtle. He was swiftly giving way to the erotic sensations Nicco was introducing him to and rather than trying to fight it anymore, Don suddenly relaxed.\n\n\tEyes closed, Don tipped his head back and shuddered as Nicco’s teeth raked erotically across his collar bone. His hands curled into Nicco’s and their fingers locked together, twining in a tight grip. When Nicco began to nip at Don’s shoulder, working his way back up to Don’s neck, the younger turtle released a churr of delight.\n\n\tNicco’s answering churr vibrated the skin on Don’s jaw and then he felt Nicco’s mouth touch his.\n\n\tDon’s eyes fluttered partly open before closing again. Shutting out all other sensory messages, Don enjoyed the heat from Nicco’s lips and concentrated on following the other turtle’s lead.\n\n\tWith a groan, Nicco shifted on top of Don, pressing his body harder against the smaller one beneath him. The tip of his tongue touched the small opening between Don’s lips, pushing against it until the gap widened.\n\n\tFor a moment, Don wasn’t sure what to do, but then the feeling of Nicco’s tongue searching for his made him tentatively push back. The move was answered by a long swipe of Nicco’s tongue against his, quickly followed by a seductive intertwining of those appendages.\n\n\tBreathing heavily through his nostrils, Don returned Nicco’s ever more passionate kiss. He could feel how Nicco had begun grinding his lower plastron against Don’s, the hint of their burgeoning arousals touching one another.\n\n\tThe last ounce of caution caused Don to hesitate, his tongue pulling back to cease its amorous play. Noticing the change, Nicco broke their kiss, looking with both longing and concern at the young turtle he wanted so badly.\n\n\tChest heaving, Nicco took a shuddering breath and whispered, “This is too fast for you, isn’t it?”\n\n\tDon’s eyes were mere slits as he looked up at Nicco. His own desire was mirrored in Nicco’s face, but Don also felt a touch of fear at the unknown.\n\n\t“I don’t . . . ,” Don began and then cleared his throat before trying again. “I don’t want to regret anything. I have zero experience.”\n\n\t“And I don’t want to push you to go beyond your comfort zone,” Nicco told him. “We’ll take our time. If and when you’re ready to go further, you let me know. The choice is entirely yours.”\n\n\tFor a quick second Don felt a touch of panic as Nicco released him and levered himself upright. Suppose Don had just missed his one, and possibly only, opportunity to experience lovemaking?\n\n\tBut then Nicco offered him a hand up, letting go of Don only after pressing another, more gentle kiss to his mouth. Though not as passionate as the first, the way Nicco’s lips lingered on his reminded Don that Nicco believed in honesty.\n\n\tAll Don had to do was say the word and Nicco would walk him through every physical pleasure the younger turtle had ever imagined. And Don had a great imagination.\n\nTBC…………….", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tFor the first time since meeting Niccolo, Don felt more at ease with the big turtle.  Maybe it was having made it through several life or death situations with him, or possibly it was the laugh they’d shared.

\tIt didn’t mean he was going to let his guard down around the guy.  While both of them had the same final goal of reaching the transport artifact, the way each wanted to achieve that goal was still very different.

\tDon didn’t trust Nicco’s motives for that very reason.  The older turtle was definitely charismatic and, Don was willing to admit to himself, had a distinct sensual appeal.  Maybe that was simply a part of Nicco’s character or maybe it was something he had refined over the years, using his charm to get his way.

\tIf there was anything to be learned from Master Splinter’s teachings and from Don’s dealings with their enemies, it was that charm and manipulation could be used as disguises to hide one’s true motives.  Don had no intention of becoming a sucker.

\tAfter their fall, the pair had backtracked, trying to regain some of the ground they’d lost.  It became obvious before long that the footing was too unstable for them to continue their climb.

\tNicco studied the terrain, his eyes darting around to take in the large boulders, scrub brush, and occasional tree.  Watching him, Don was again struck with the similarities between Nicco and Leonardo.  There was the same piercing concentration, the same focused intensity, the same single minded purpose that Don admired in his oldest brother.

\t“Your earlier assessment was correct,” Nicco said, looking over his shoulder as he spoke.  “We don’t need to go all the way to the top, which is a good thing because we don’t have the equipment for that type of a climb.  If we remain at this level, these deeply rooted plants will hold the wet soil in place and keep us safe from another landslide while we curve around to the eastern side of the mountain.”

\t“Do you have binoculars in your pack?” Don asked.  “If we get a clear view from the other side, will you be able to recognize anything from this height?”

\tTurning around to face Don, Nicco said, “The topography near the area where Mase and I first landed is unique.  I’ll recognize it enough to get us going in the right direction.”

\t“Towards the artifact or the diamonds?” Don asked, unable to hide his suspicions.

\tNicco took a couple of steps towards him, stopping when he could look Don directly in the eyes.  “I’ve been nothing but upfront with you about my priorities, Donatello.  It would have been very easy for me to have kept the story of those diamonds from you and to let you believe my only goal was to reach the artifact.  You would have gone with me without argument if I had done that.  I believe in being as honest as possible because that takes less effort than lying.”

\tTo himself Don thought, “Honest, like Leo.”  Out loud he said, “I’ll try to restrain my natural skepticism.”

\t“It’s a character flaw, but I’ll overlook it,” Nicco said in a grandiose manner, grinning suddenly.  “If you’re still distrustful, you can lead the way.  I have no problem with following you; in fact, it’s a distinct pleasure.  The only thing cuter than your tail is your ass.”

\t“And crude, like Raph,” Don told himself.  “I hope you won’t let your appreciation of my anatomy get in the way of you paying attention to where you’re going,” Don snapped as he started around the mountain side.  “If you fall I might not be fast enough to save you again.”

\tDon pretended to ignore the sound of Nicco’s laughter as he stalked away from the larger turtle, but as soon as Don was sure Nicco couldn’t see his face, he started to smile.

\tWalking around took less effort than going up and by pushing off from protruding tree roots they were able to move faster.  In a couple of hours they were far enough along for Nicco to see past the other mountains.

\t“There,” Nicco announced almost immediately, pointing off to their right.  “Do you see that almost barren looking landscape beyond the jungle?  That’s where we need to go.”

\t“It’s pretty open terrain,” Don said.

\t“Mostly packed earth, rocks, and sparse vegetation,” Nicco said as he consulted his compass.  “It’s due north of here.  Let’s see if we can find a way down that doesn’t require us going back the way we came.  Or falling,” he added.

\tTurtle luck was on their side for once, perhaps to balance the rock slide they’d experienced earlier.  Not only did they find a way down, it was an easier slope than the trail they’d used to ascend the mountain.

\tStill, they had spent most of a day traversing the mountain and it was late afternoon when they came back down into the jungle.  The vegetation they encountered wasn’t as thick as it had been on the other side and they hadn’t gone far when the welcome sound of moving water reached the pair.

\tWinding their way between trees they followed the sound and soon came across a meandering stream, the water trailing down from the mountain.  It was wide but not exceptionally deep and when Don dipped a hand into it he discovered it was cool, almost cold.

\tHe took a long satisfying drink of the crisp water after which he washed his hands and arms, and then removed his mask to wash his face.  Nicco followed suit after divesting himself of his backpack, filling the canteen with fresh water when he was done.

\tNicco had stepped out into the water so that it was up to his ankles when he abruptly called out, “There are fish in here; big ones.  Let’s see if I can catch us a meal.”

\tHe set the canteen on the embankment and slowly waded further out.  Don stood up to watch him, wondering exactly how Nicco planned to catch anything without a fishing pole of some kind.

\tTucking his mask into his belt, Don enjoyed a good stretch as he observed his traveling companion come to a stop in water past his knees.  Holding both hands just above the water, Nicco bent over slightly and froze.

\tDon watched him for a couple of minutes before deciding that Nicco was showing off.  “You’d have better luck if you cut a small branch off of one of these trees and attached a line to it,” Don said.

\tNicco didn’t so much as move, his eyes focused on the water.  With a sigh, Don was just deciding he might as well sit down and relax when the thought hit him that neither of them knew what other things besides fish might be lurking in the stream.

\t“You know you’re as likely to get eaten by something as you are to catch something to eat, don’t you?” Don asked in a loud voice, trying not to sound as concerned as he was starting to feel.

\tStill Nicco ignored him, so immobile a statue would have been jealous.  Frustrated, Don yelled, “I’m not swimming out there to save you either!”

\tSuddenly Nicco’s hands hit the water, moving so fast they were a blur.  When he jerked them out of the stream, he was holding a large, wriggling fish.

\tDon was staring in disbelief when Nicco unexpectedly tossed the fish right at him.

\tToo surprised to move, Don was hit right in the chest by the big fish.  Its weight made him stumble backwards but his reflexes kicked in and he grabbed at it, finally getting a good grip and holding the jerking fish out at arm’s length.

\tNicco came splashing through the stream towards him, laughing as Don fought with the fish.  Disgruntled, Don made as if to throw the fish back at Nicco.

\t“Don’t you dare, that’s our dinner!” Nicco exclaimed, diving for the fish.

\tDon yanked it away from him and danced backwards.  “My dinner you mean,” Don taunted, enjoying the rise he was getting out of Nicco.

\tNicco’s eyes flashed dangerously, his mouth turning up in a smirk.  “Let’s see if you can keep it away from me, little ninja.”

\tSeeing Nicco bearing down on him, Don felt a jolt of excitement rush through his system.  It seemed like every nerve ending in his body was coming alive and he couldn’t help the smile of exhilaration that spread across his face.

\tFeinting left, Don dodged to the right when Nicco took the bait, spinning just beyond the reach of Nicco’s hands.  With a grunt, Nicco skid to a halt and turned in one quick movement, coming at Don with a burst of speed.

\tHis fingers grazed Don’s arms, but the younger turtle scrambled out of his grasp and then leaped high, planting his foot squarely in Nicco’s chest.  The kick knocked Nicco onto his carapace, but he rolled over and up without missing a beat and then dove at Don’s knees.

\tFor a turtle of his size, Nicco was unbelievably quick.  He hooked both hands around the backs of Don’s legs and yanked him off his feet.  Falling backwards, Don hit the ground with a thud and the fish flew out of his hands to land in a patch of grass just out of reach.

\tDon was starting to flip onto his side when Nicco lunged upwards, pinning the smaller turtle to the ground.  Before Don could take a swing at him, Nicco caught Don’s hands and pushed them down, immobilizing him.

\tNeither said anything for several moments, breathing hard and still wearing wide smiles as they stared at each other.  Then the look in Nicco’s eyes became searching and Don’s smile faded, the excitement of their game changing to another feeling entirely.

\tHeart pounding, Don didn’t try to pull away as he attempted to understand what he was feeling.  His earlier thoughts returned and he stopped trying to lie to himself about his attraction to Nicco.

\tAlmost as if sensing a change in Don, Nicco quietly said, “I think I’ve got a thing for you, little ninja.”

\tDon swallowed as he stared into the other mutant’s unusual eyes, the amber tone richly warm.  Walking down the mountain earlier, Don had fantasized a little about something like this happening when Nicco had hovered over him just after the rock slide.  He’d pushed the daydream aside, determined not to fall prey to Nicco’s charms.

\tNicco seemed to take Don’s silence as a cue to continue.  “You ever been with anyone?” he asked in a low, guttural tone.

\tThe question made Don try to lift his arms, but Nicco had him pinned good.  “No,” Don finally admitted.

\t“I can tell.”  Nicco leaned in close, pressing his beak against the side of Don’s neck and inhaling deeply.

\tThe action made Don’s entire body quiver and trying to hold onto his bravado, Don blurted out, “Have you?”

\tNicco turned his head, lightly running his mouth along Don’s jaw line before rising up enough to gaze into Don’s eyes.  “Yeah, paid for it ‘cause I wanted to know what sex was like.  It was better than taking care of myself, but something was missing.  I think I know what that was now.”

\t“I d . . . don’t really have those k . . . kinds of options,” Don said, cursing himself for his stutter.

\tNicco searched Don’s eyes for a moment, a hint of a smile curling the edges of his lips.  “You want to give this a try?” Nicco asked in the deep, gravelly voice that made Don’s toes curl pleasantly.

\tDon’s mind screamed “Yes!” even as he felt a familiar tightening beneath his shell.  Despite that, he wasn’t going to give the brute holding him down the satisfaction of knowing he was getting to Don.

\t“N . . . no,” Don stammered, in spite of his best efforts not to.

\tNicco’s tiny smile bloomed into a grin.  “Your mouth says no but the rest of you is saying yes.  I like how your neck changes color when you get excited.”

\tDon could feel the heat moving up from his neck and into his face.  “I’m not excited,” he insisted.  “I’m aggravated.”

\tNicco’s head dipped down once more so that he could scent Don’s neck, his beak touching the sensitive skin at Don’s throat and then sliding sensually across to the opposite side.  Don’s heart went from pounding to hammering in his chest, threatening to pop out, and his heels had long since grown numb from how deeply Don was digging them into the dirt.

\tDon tried to suppress his rising desire by telling himself that Nicco was too rude, too pushy, too know-it-all, but none of that helped to suppress the thrill that rode his spine with every touch of Nicco’s mouth to his neck.

\tThey were both panting heavily as Nicco’s tongue snaked out to caress Don’s pulse point, drawing a low moan from the younger turtle.  He was swiftly giving way to the erotic sensations Nicco was introducing him to and rather than trying to fight it anymore, Don suddenly relaxed.

\tEyes closed, Don tipped his head back and shuddered as Nicco’s teeth raked erotically across his collar bone.  His hands curled into Nicco’s and their fingers locked together, twining in a tight grip.  When Nicco began to nip at Don’s shoulder, working his way back up to Don’s neck, the younger turtle released a churr of delight.

\tNicco’s answering churr vibrated the skin on Don’s jaw and then he felt Nicco’s mouth touch his.

\tDon’s eyes fluttered partly open before closing again.  Shutting out all other sensory messages, Don enjoyed the heat from Nicco’s lips and concentrated on following the other turtle’s lead.

\tWith a groan, Nicco shifted on top of Don, pressing his body harder against the smaller one beneath him.  The tip of his tongue touched the small opening between Don’s lips, pushing against it until the gap widened.

\tFor a moment, Don wasn’t sure what to do, but then the feeling of Nicco’s tongue searching for his made him tentatively push back.  The move was answered by a long swipe of Nicco’s tongue against his, quickly followed by a seductive intertwining of those appendages.

\tBreathing heavily through his nostrils, Don returned Nicco’s ever more passionate kiss.  He could feel how Nicco had begun grinding his lower plastron against Don’s, the hint of their burgeoning arousals touching one another.

\tThe last ounce of caution caused Don to hesitate, his tongue pulling back to cease its amorous play.  Noticing the change, Nicco broke their kiss, looking with both longing and concern at the young turtle he wanted so badly.

\tChest heaving, Nicco took a shuddering breath and whispered, “This is too fast for you, isn’t it?”

\tDon’s eyes were mere slits as he looked up at Nicco.  His own desire was mirrored in Nicco’s face, but Don also felt a touch of fear at the unknown.

\t“I don’t . . . ,” Don began and then cleared his throat before trying again.  “I don’t want to regret anything.  I have zero experience.”

\t“And I don’t want to push you to go beyond your comfort zone,” Nicco told him.  “We’ll take our time.  If and when you’re ready to go further, you let me know.  The choice is entirely yours.”

\tFor a quick second Don felt a touch of panic as Nicco released him and levered himself upright.  Suppose Don had just missed his one, and possibly only, opportunity to experience lovemaking?

\tBut then Nicco offered him a hand up, letting go of Don only after pressing another, more gentle kiss to his mouth.  Though not as passionate as the first, the way Nicco’s lips lingered on his reminded Don that Nicco believed in honesty.

\tAll Don had to do was say the word and Nicco would walk him through every physical pleasure the younger turtle had ever imagined.  And Don had a great imagination.

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