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", "writing": "\tNicco’s color was off and he was breathing faster than normal, but otherwise there were no outward signs that the snake’s venom was causing him discomfort. Don knew he had to keep Nicco calm so that he wouldn’t go into shock and he also had to keep him as still as possible.\n\n\t“Stupid,” Nicco muttered under his breath. “Stupid, stupid, stupid.”\n\n\t“Yes it was,” Don said. “I’ll fuss at you properly later, after we deal with this bite. Does it hurt? Tell me in as few words as possible.”\n\n\t“Some, nothing major,” Nicco answered, watching as Don held his hand only a couple of inches above the ground, letting it bleed freely.\n\n\t“Good. It’s important you remain as immobile as possible and that you relax. The slower your heart rate the better,” Don said. “Is there anything for snake bites in your first aid kit?”\n\n\t“Mase packed it, so I’d say yes,” Nicco said. “It’s in my backpack.”\n\n\tHe started to reach up with his free hand, but Don hissed, “I told you to be still. Leave the backpack on; it’s keeping your heart elevated above your hand. I’ll dig out what I need.”\n\n\tSetting Nicco’s hand carefully on his own thigh, Don scooted up to unzip the backpack. He found the medical kit quickly and grabbed the canteen as well.\n\n\t“The one that bit you was a lot smaller than the first, so it might have been a juvenile,” Don said as he returned to Nicco’s side. “That’s a lucky break.”\n\n\t“If you say so,” Nicco said with a hint of humor that Don was glad to hear in his voice.\n\n\tFinding a small bar of soap in the kit, Don poured some water over the bite and gently scrubbed. Once the area was thoroughly cleansed, Don rinsed the soap off of Nicco’s hand.\n\n\tDelving into the medical kit again, Don found a syringe and a small bottle marked ‘antivenom’.\n\n\tHolding it up for Nicco to see, Don asked, “Do you know if this is monovalent or polyvalent?”\n\n\tNicco’s brow furrowed. “I think Mase said the word ‘poly’ when he was packing the kit.”\n\n\t“Okay, that’s another lucky break. It won’t be specific to this snake because you don’t have this species on your planet, but the multiple antibodies will probably offer some effectiveness,” Don said. “The only thing I didn’t find was a suction device. They aren’t recommended unless the bite victim can’t get to medical help, but I certainly didn’t see any hospitals on the way here.”\n\n\tAs he talked, Don prepared the syringe. He kept his voice even yet firm as he explained what he was doing in order to help keep Nicco relaxed. For his part, Nicco's eyes were glued to the younger turtle, a corner of his mouth raised to denote his approval.\n\n\tWhen Don administered the shot, Nicco said, “You’re the sexiest doctor I’ve ever had.”\n\n\t“Did I not just tell you to be quiet?” Don countered, frowning at him. “I also told you I wanted your heart rate down. Look up at the sky if you have to but don’t get excited.”\n\n\tDon didn’t need a distraction now; he had to remain focused and dispassionate. It was hard enough to quell the frenzied pounding of his own heart, the acidic taste of fear biting at his taste buds. There were things he had to remember about treating snake bites, things that could be vitally important because there was no medical assistance for Don to fall back on.\n\n\t“Mase is forever saying that my impatience is going to be the death of me,” Nicco murmured, his eyes following Don’s every move. “Do you suppose Mase would ever notice that I didn’t make it back? How does time work with those artifacts?”\n\n\t“No wonder you wound up leading an army,” Don muttered, lifting Nicco’s hand so he could inspect the wound. “You’re terrible at following orders. Try to be still; I need to do something a little drastic.”\n\n\tRather than giving Nicco time to question him, Don swiftly lowered his mouth over the bite marks and sucked hard. Almost immediately he turned his head and spit, not allowing the blood to remain in his mouth long enough for the taste to register in his brain.\n\n\t“What are you doing?” Nicco asked, trying to pull his hand away, but Don’s grip on it was solid. “You’ll be poisoned too.”\n\n\tDon continued to suck and spit as he answered. “I don’t have any . . . [i]phtuh [/i]. . . sores or cuts in my mouth . . . [i]phtuh [/i]. . . for the venom to get into . . . [i]phtuh[/i]. I’ll be fine.”\n\n\t“Dammit Donatello, stop!” Nicco barked at him. “It’s bad enough not knowing what’s going to happen to me without worrying that I’ve killed you too.”\n\n\t“Stop saying that you’re going to die!” Don snapped, his brown eyes flashing with anger as he lifted his head to glare at Nicco.\n\n\tDon could feel himself start to shake and quickly lowered Nicco’s hand again, fighting to regain his composure. He’d done this type of emergency triage on his brothers more times than he could count and had always managed to remain unflappable. Later, when he wasn’t trying to save Nicco’s life, there would be time to dwell on the difference between doctoring someone you love and someone you’re [i]in [/I]love with.\n\n\tDetermined to hide how upset he was, Don turned away, digging around in the medical kit for the roll of gauze he’d seen in there earlier. In a low and nearly bitter tone of voice, he said, “Just when you need Leo’s caution, Raph’s rashness takes over.”\n\n\tThere were a couple of moments of silence and Don knew that Nicco was watching him, though he had no idea what was going through Nicco’s mind. Don welcomed the respite because it allowed him to collect himself.\n\n\tThen Nicco chuckled softly. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, but it sounds like I remind you of your brothers. Look at me Don.”\n\n\tDon took a calming breath before facing Nicco once more. He worked to maintain a stern expression but immediately felt as though Nicco could see right through him.\n\n\t“I like to bitch about my injuries a little, okay?” Nicco told him. “It helps me to appreciate the fact that I’m still alive. Do you hear me Donny? I’m still alive and I fully intend to stay that way. You’re the best battle field medic I’ve ever seen and that includes my brother Mase. So do whatever you need to do and I’ll try to stop talking so much.”\n\n\tBlinking to clear his mist covered eyes, Don began to lightly wrap Nicco’s wound. “I’ve only been trying to get you to do that for the last ten minutes,” he said gruffly.\n\n\tA snort of amusement was Nicco’s only response as he kept his promise to be quiet.\n\n\tAfter Don finished doing what he could to counteract the snake bite, he carefully tucked everything into the backpack again. One of the pillowcases was sacrificed to make a sling which Don used to immobilize Nicco’s arm.\n\n\tWhen he was done, Don stood up and stretched, taking a moment to look back the way they’d come. The sun was nearly completely gone but fortunately the moon had already risen and it was a full one, its light brighter than Earth’s moon.\n\n\tTaking a moment to give thanks for the fact that they weren’t on a steep hill, Don turned towards Nicco, who was placidly studying him.\n\n\t“We can’t stay up here and you can’t exert yourself, so I’m going to carry you back to that campsite you pointed out,” Don informed him matter-of-factly.\n\n\t“You’re going to . . . [i]carry [/i]me?” Nicco asked incredulously.\n\n\t“Yes, and you’re going to be cooperative and quiet,” Don said. “If I couldn’t do it I wouldn’t try, but you don’t weigh nearly as much as some of the junk I haul around back home.”\n\n\tWithout further ado, Don pulled his bo staff free and handed it to Nicco, who accepted it with amused silence. Helping Nicco into a seated position, Don then carefully got him to his feet.\n\n\tStanding plastron to plastron, Don positioned himself under Nicco’s upper body. Squatting down, Don pulled Nicco’s torso over his shoulders, evenly distributing the larger turtle’s weight before wrapping his arm around the back of Nicco’s right knee.\n\n\tRising up, Don kept his back straight as he lifted Nicco into a fireman’s carry. He felt the backpack Nicco wore shift slightly with the change and waited for a moment to make sure the weight was still balanced before beginning his descent.\n\n\tThey’d only gone a few feet when Nicco suddenly said with a great deal of feeling, “Damn!”\n\n\t“What’s wrong? Are you all right?” Don asked in alarm.\n\n\t“I can’t see your ass from this angle, your shell's in the way,” Nicco told him.\n\n\tDon rolled his eyes and then an impish idea came to him. Continuing downhill, Don lifted his tail so that it showed from beneath the edge of his carapace, wiggling it as he walked.\n\n\tA low rumble vibrated Nicco’s chest and it was Don’s turn to chuckle.\n\n\tBy the time they reached the site where Nicco and Mase had camped once before, Don noticed that Nicco’s skin seemed warmer. Don placed a pillow against one of the larger rocks that were scattered about and positioned Nicco against it, making him as comfortable as possible.\n\n\tTouching the back of his hand to Nicco’s forehead and then to the nape of his neck, Don confirmed that the other turtle was running a low grade fever. Before Don did anything else, he opened the medical kit once more and pulled out some pill bottles.\n\n\t“I’m not familiar with the medications from your planet,” Don said. “Which of these is for fever reduction?”\n\n\tNicco reached over and touched one of the bottles. “That one. I actually feel pretty good other than a touch of nausea.”\n\n\t“You’re warmer than normal,” Don said, shaking one small pill from the bottle. “If I weren’t worried about your fever climbing I wouldn’t give you any kind of medication until we were sure there wouldn’t be any adverse effects from the antivenom. As it is I’m only risking half a dose.”\n\n\tHe handed the pill to Nicco and allowed him only a small sip of water in order to swallow it. Don was keeping track of the time that had passed since Nicco was bitten. Every minute that went by without Nicco getting any sicker was a victory.\n\n\tWhile Nicco rested, Don went about the business of setting up their camp. Using kindling left by Nicco and his brother on their previous visit, Don built a fire and then inflated and secured their tent.\n\n\tBefore he left to collect water, Don kneeled next to Nicco and checked his temperature. He was still warm but his fever hadn’t climbed; another good sign.\n\n\t“How’s the nausea?” Don asked as he checked for swelling at the wound site.\n\n\t“Slight and manageable,” Nicco told him. “I feel fine Donatello and I’ll feel better after we eat.”\n\n\t“You aren’t going to eat,” Don said. “I need to monitor your condition for a few more hours before you can start to ingest anything.”\n\n\t“Great,” Nicco grumbled. “At least I can enjoy food vicariously by watching you eat.”\n\n\t“I’m not going to eat anything either,” Don said adamantly. “While we’re here we’ll go through everything together. Except the snake bite part; that I’m not going to share.”\n\n\tNicco frowned at him, but Don saw a twinkle of humor in his amber eyes. “When you’re in doctor mode you’re kind of a pain in the ass,” Nicco said. “There is no reason for you to starve just because I have to.”\n\n\tImpulsively, Don leaned down to press his lips to Nicco’s. Before he could pull away, Nicco caught the back of his neck with his free hand and quickly deepened the kiss.\n\n\tFinally twisting out of Nicco’s grasp, Don sat back. “None of that,” Don insisted, though his words lacked force. “The beetroots will keep until morning. I’m going to fill the canteen and the other containers with water. Call out if you need me.”\n\n\t“I need you,” Nicco said as Don stood up.\n\n\tDon’s heart did a backflip as he looked down at Nicco and saw the passion and desire in the older turtle’s expression. Taking a deep breath, Don said, “Same here. I’ll be right back.”\n\n\tThe catch basin was exactly where Nicco had said it would be, right in the center of a grouping of rocks. The water in it was clear and clean and after Don had filled all of the containers he could manage, he made his way back to the campsite.\n\n\tWith everything set up for the night, Don walked over to sit next to Nicco, sliding in close to him as Nicco put his arm around Don’s shoulders. They sat in silence for a while, enjoying the crackling of the fire and the view overhead.\n\n\t“I’ve been up there,” Don said softly. “In space, to other planets.”\n\n\tNicco looked at him. “Somehow I’m not surprised. Tell me about it.”\n\n\tDon recounted his adventures with the transmat and the Utroms, with Dr. Honeycutt and of being held captive by the Triceratons. Nicco listened with amazement as Donatello spoke of saving their world from an alien invasion and of the two factions whose war spilled over to include Earth.\n\n\t“You’ve been holding out on me little ninja,” Nicco said when Don’s tale finally drew to a close. “You’re eighteen going on forty.”\n\n\t“I tried to tell you that I’m mature for my age,” Don replied with some satisfaction.\n\n\t“In a lot of ways you are,” Nicco said, lowering his face very close to Don’s. “In a lot of ways you still have much to learn.”\n\n\t“So teach me,” Don whispered just as Nicco’s mouth descended on his.\n\n\tFor a moment Don forgot everything that had happened that day as he relinquished his inhibitions to fully enjoy the passion of Nicco’s kiss. It was when his hand flattened against the older turtle’s plastron and he felt Nicco’s heartbeat that Don remembered their predicament and pulled back.\n\n\t“Slow down,” Don said, more to himself than to Nicco. Opening his eyes, he gazed up into Nicco’s amber orbs and suddenly knew he’d never tire of doing so. “I’m not ready to test whether that venom has diluted enough for you to engage in physical activity just yet.”\n\n\t“We should try to get some sleep,” Nicco suggested. “Don’t even try carrying me again; I think I can manage walking a few feet to the tent.”\n\n\tBefore they stepped into the tent, Don removed Nicco’s weapons and belt, taking the sling off of his arm. There was no swelling along the arm or near the bite wound, a fact that relieved Don immensely.\n\n\tOnce Nicco was lying down inside the tent, Don cast a last look around and crawled in to join him. Nicco’s eyes traveled over the younger turtle’s body as Don stripped off his gear and Don could almost feel the heat from Nicco’s gaze.\n\n\tWith a sigh of contentment, Don pressed against Nicco’s side and laid his head on the other turtle’s plastron. The strong, steady heartbeat beneath his ear soothed away all of Don’s lingering fear and he quickly fell asleep.\n\n\tDon awakened sometime later, his disjointed and nebulous dreams pushing him from his sleep. Pieces of images flashed through his mind as Don’s eyes slowly opened; snakes, diamonds, and water playing with his memory along with the inevitable tantalizing form of Nicco coming out to overwhelm his senses.\n\n\tIt was no different when Don was awake. Lying on his side, Don felt the comforting weight of Nicco’s body pressed against him from behind. Unlike the first time that Nicco had curled himself around Don at night, this didn’t bring with it any embarrassment or discomfort.\n\n \tNicco mumbled something in his sleep, the arm he had draped across Don’s plastron tightening its grip on the younger turtle. Don inhaled deeply, taking in Nicco’s scent, the musky male aroma both heady and dizzying.\n\n\tDon’s churr was completely involuntary, taking him by surprise. So did the hardening problem beneath his plastron as his cock twitched to life in response to the alpha turtle’s presence.\n\n\tThere was sudden shift from Nicco and then the touch of his hot breath on the back of Don’s neck, telling the younger turtle that Nicco was awake. Neither said a word as Nicco’s hand flattened against Don’s plastron. Don moaned, his heart beating faster as his blood began to heat, his intense need to feel Nicco inside of him staggering.\n\n\tSliding his leg over Nicco’s, Don pushed his rear insistently against the bulge he felt against his backside. His tail lifted, brushing against the beginnings of Nicco’s erection and the larger turtle churred in reaction.\n\n\tAs Don rubbed himself against Nicco, the other turtle’s hand slipped down until it encountered Don’s own barely concealed arousal. Nicco coaxed Don’s cock out of hiding and Don felt Nicco’s full penis press against him at almost the exact same moment.\n\n\tCurving his hand around Don’s cock, Nicco began to stroke it, forcing another churr from Don’s core. Panting now, Don wriggled his hips, adjusting the leg that he’d curved atop Nicco’s until he felt the tip of Nicco’s cock touch his entrance.\n\n\tDon could feel the wetness of Nicco’s precome painting the outer ring of muscle protecting his anus. With a great show of patience, Nicco pressed the head of his cock into Don.\n\n\tNicco shuddered and stopped once he’d breached Don’s entrance, though he continued to pump Don’s ever thickening erection. It was Don who pushed for more; his body still relaxed from the deep sleep he’d just been in and more than eager to accommodate Nicco’s hard shaft.\n\n\tThe pre-cum from Nicco’s cock began to slick Don’s interior and for each tiny forward movement, Nicco backed out before attempting to push forward. His deliberately slow movements lubricated and stretched Don simultaneously, stimulating the younger turtle to the point where he thought he’d burst before Nicco ever got all of the way inside of him.\n\n\tThen suddenly Nicco stopped and Don could feel the thumping of the older turtle’s heart against his plastron. Don tried to shift his body in order to swallow more of Nicco’s shaft, but realized it wasn’t possible for Nicco to completely bury himself because of the position they were in.\n\n\tNicco groaned and tried to press his body closer to Don’s, but the angle and inflexibility of Don’s carapace wouldn’t permit it.\n\n\tDetermined to finish what they’d begun, Don lifted himself onto his elbow and leaned back heavily, pushing Nicco backwards. As the older turtle rolled onto his carapace, Don rode him, pulling his legs back so that he was on his knees as he straddled Nicco’s groin.\n\n\tBefore Don could completely lower his body onto his partner’s straining cock, Nicco whispered, “Face me.”\n\n\tInhaling deeply, Don reluctantly lifted his body off of Nicco and quickly spun around. Reaching behind him, he caught Nicco’s cock and held it in place while once more seating himself on it.\n\n\tEyes closed, Don slowly descended, feeling the sting and the satisfaction of being fully breached by his lover. Nicco once again claimed Don’s cock in a strong hold, pumping it in exactly the manner that drove Don mad with lust.\n\n\tUsing his leg muscles, Don lifted his body and then plunged downward again, pulling a gasp out of Nicco. The feeling of having his insides caressed by Nicco’s hot erection was indescribable and Don repeated the movement, driving his body ever faster.\n\n\tA sharp spike of delight lit Don’s core as Nicco’s cock struck the young turtle’s prostate. Both males were churring non-stop; both gasping and panting as they drew near their orgasms.\n\n\tIt was Don who broke first; his system overloaded with feelings, one final direct hit to the sensitive bundle of nerves inside of him pushed him over the edge. With a loud grunt he came, his voice finally finding itself as he moaned, “Nicco, Nic~co, yes, oh yes.”\n\n\tHe continued to bounce on Nicco’s cock, leaning forward enough to place his palms flat on Nicco’s plastron. Staring into his lover’s eyes, Don watched the amber glaze over as Nicco’s mouth fell open. Recognizing the warning signs, Don moved faster, careful not to pull too far off of Nicco as the larger turtle began to jerk under him.\n\n\tNicco’s hands suddenly came down on Don’s thighs and he gripped them tightly as he began to lift his hips to thrust into Don. His head curved back to dig into the pillow beneath him, harsh, swift breaths escaping from between his parted lips.\n\n\t“Aah . . . Aanh . . . Nggh . . . Don . . . . Hngh!” \n\n\tNicco shouted as he came, the force so strong that Don could feel the heat moving inside of him. Don continued to slowly ride Nicco’s cock until the other turtle’s hips settled back down again.\n\n\tDon didn’t relinquish his position as he fought to control his breathing, his eyes open just enough so he could watch Nicco work to do the same. Eventually the swift rise and fall of Nicco’s chest slowed and his dwindling erection slid out of Don’s body.\n\n\tFor a few moments the pair stared at each other, both coming to grips with the enormity of what had happened between them. Then Nicco lunged upwards, grabbing Don’s shoulders and flipping him onto his back before smothering the younger turtle’s mouth in a deep kiss.\n\n\tKeeping Donatello pinned, Nicco relinquished his lips and began to kiss every inch of Don’s face, including his eyelids.\n\n\t“Nicco . . . .” Don began.\n\n\t“We got a problem Donny,” Nicco said, stopping his frantic kissing in order to stare into the younger turtle’s eyes. “I don’t know how I’m supposed to let you go.”\n\n\tDon’s chest heaved with emotion as a single tear slipped free. “I f . . . feel the same,” he whispered hoarsely.\n\n\t“I’m in love with you, Donatello,” Nicco admitted. “I thought I could control the feelings I was starting to have but I’m not that strong.”\n\n\t“I . . . I love you too, Niccolo,” Don said, the enormity of that statement making him shake. “We’ll figure something out.”\n\n\t“Come live with me,” Nicco urged, leaning down to kiss the corner of Don’s mouth. “My world is more accepting of mutants, you and Mase could build your own company. The diamonds will give us the freedom to shape things for the better.”\n\n\t“Nicco I . . . I don’t know . . . .” Don stammered.\n\n\t“Your family could come to live on my world too,” Nicco said, his eyes bright. “We could give them a better chance at life.” \n\n\t“Everything they’ve ever known is in New York, I don’t know if they’d all agree to leave,” Don protested.\n\n\t“Then I’ll come live with you,” Nicco said, beginning to sound desperate.\n\n\t“I can’t ask you to leave your brother,” Don said as another tear escaped despite his best efforts to hold it back. “On my world you’d have to hide in the sewers. You aren’t used to that and it wouldn’t be fair of me to put you in that situation. You and Mase fought hard for the liberty you have; you’d be going back to living in the dark and in fear.”\n\n\tNicco used a thumb to wipe away the tear as it rolled across Don’s temple and kissed away the next one as it formed.\n\n\t“There’s a way for us to be together,” Nicco said, lowering his forehead to Don’s. “We’ll find it; I won’t quit until we do.”\n\n\tDon could only nod and then return the kiss that Nicco pressed to his lips, allowing his lover to soothe the ache in his heart.\n\nTBC………………….", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tNicco’s color was off and he was breathing faster than normal, but otherwise there were no outward signs that the snake’s venom was causing him discomfort.  Don knew he had to keep Nicco calm so that he wouldn’t go into shock and he also had to keep him as still as possible.

\t“Stupid,” Nicco muttered under his breath.  “Stupid, stupid, stupid.”

\t“Yes it was,” Don said.  “I’ll fuss at you properly later, after we deal with this bite.  Does it hurt?  Tell me in as few words as possible.”

\t“Some, nothing major,” Nicco answered, watching as Don held his hand only a couple of inches above the ground, letting it bleed freely.

\t“Good.  It’s important you remain as immobile as possible and that you relax.  The slower your heart rate the better,” Don said.  “Is there anything for snake bites in your first aid kit?”

\t“Mase packed it, so I’d say yes,” Nicco said.  “It’s in my backpack.”

\tHe started to reach up with his free hand, but Don hissed, “I told you to be still.  Leave the backpack on; it’s keeping your heart elevated above your hand.  I’ll dig out what I need.”

\tSetting Nicco’s hand carefully on his own thigh, Don scooted up to unzip the backpack.  He found the medical kit quickly and grabbed the canteen as well.

\t“The one that bit you was a lot smaller than the first, so it might have been a juvenile,” Don said as he returned to Nicco’s side.  “That’s a lucky break.”

\t“If you say so,” Nicco said with a hint of humor that Don was glad to hear in his voice.

\tFinding a small bar of soap in the kit, Don poured some water over the bite and gently scrubbed.  Once the area was thoroughly cleansed, Don rinsed the soap off of Nicco’s hand.

\tDelving into the medical kit again, Don found a syringe and a small bottle marked ‘antivenom’.

\tHolding it up for Nicco to see, Don asked, “Do you know if this is monovalent or polyvalent?”

\tNicco’s brow furrowed.  “I think Mase said the word ‘poly’ when he was packing the kit.”

\t“Okay, that’s another lucky break.  It won’t be specific to this snake because you don’t have this species on your planet, but the multiple antibodies will probably offer some effectiveness,” Don said.  “The only thing I didn’t find was a suction device.  They aren’t recommended unless the bite victim can’t get to medical help, but I certainly didn’t see any hospitals on the way here.”

\tAs he talked, Don prepared the syringe.  He kept his voice even yet firm as he explained what he was doing in order to help keep Nicco relaxed.  For his part, Nicco's eyes were glued to the younger turtle, a corner of his mouth raised to denote his approval.

\tWhen Don administered the shot, Nicco said, “You’re the sexiest doctor I’ve ever had.”

\t“Did I not just tell you to be quiet?” Don countered, frowning at him.  “I also told you I wanted your heart rate down.  Look up at the sky if you have to but don’t get excited.”

\tDon didn’t need a distraction now; he had to remain focused and dispassionate.  It was hard enough to quell the frenzied pounding of his own heart, the acidic taste of fear biting at his taste buds.  There were things he had to remember about treating snake bites, things that could be vitally important because there was no medical assistance for Don to fall back on.

\t“Mase is forever saying that my impatience is going to be the death of me,” Nicco murmured, his eyes following Don’s every move.  “Do you suppose Mase would ever notice that I didn’t make it back?  How does time work with those artifacts?”

\t“No wonder you wound up leading an army,” Don muttered, lifting Nicco’s hand so he could inspect the wound.  “You’re terrible at following orders.  Try to be still; I need to do something a little drastic.”

\tRather than giving Nicco time to question him, Don swiftly lowered his mouth over the bite marks and sucked hard.  Almost immediately he turned his head and spit, not allowing the blood to remain in his mouth long enough for the taste to register in his brain.

\t“What are you doing?” Nicco asked, trying to pull his hand away, but Don’s grip on it was solid.  “You’ll be poisoned too.”

\tDon continued to suck and spit as he answered.  “I don’t have any . . .  phtuh . . . sores or cuts in my mouth . . . phtuh . . . for the venom to get into . . . phtuh.  I’ll be fine.”

\t“Dammit Donatello, stop!” Nicco barked at him.  “It’s bad enough not knowing what’s going to happen to me without worrying that I’ve killed you too.”

\t“Stop saying that you’re going to die!” Don snapped, his brown eyes flashing with anger as he lifted his head to glare at Nicco.

\tDon could feel himself start to shake and quickly lowered Nicco’s hand again, fighting to regain his composure.  He’d done this type of emergency triage on his brothers more times than he could count and had always managed to remain unflappable.  Later, when he wasn’t trying to save Nicco’s life, there would be time to dwell on the difference between doctoring someone you love and someone you’re in love with.

\tDetermined to hide how upset he was, Don turned away, digging around in the medical kit for the roll of gauze he’d seen in there earlier.  In a low and nearly bitter tone of voice, he said, “Just when you need Leo’s caution, Raph’s rashness takes over.”

\tThere were a couple of moments of silence and Don knew that Nicco was watching him, though he had no idea what was going through Nicco’s mind.  Don welcomed the respite because it allowed him to collect himself.

\tThen Nicco chuckled softly.  “I don’t know what you’re talking about, but it sounds like I remind you of your brothers.  Look at me Don.”

\tDon took a calming breath before facing Nicco once more.  He worked to maintain a stern expression but immediately felt as though Nicco could see right through him.

\t“I like to bitch about my injuries a little, okay?”  Nicco told him.  “It helps me to appreciate the fact that I’m still alive.  Do you hear me Donny?  I’m still alive and I fully intend to stay that way.  You’re the best battle field medic I’ve ever seen and that includes my brother Mase.  So do whatever you need to do and I’ll try to stop talking so much.”

\tBlinking to clear his mist covered eyes, Don began to lightly wrap Nicco’s wound.  “I’ve only been trying to get you to do that for the last ten minutes,” he said gruffly.

\tA snort of amusement was Nicco’s only response as he kept his promise to be quiet.

\tAfter Don finished doing what he could to counteract the snake bite, he carefully tucked everything into the backpack again.  One of the pillowcases was sacrificed to make a sling which Don used to immobilize Nicco’s arm.

\tWhen he was done, Don stood up and stretched, taking a moment to look back the way they’d come.  The sun was nearly completely gone but fortunately the moon had already risen and it was a full one, its light brighter than Earth’s moon.

\tTaking a moment to give thanks for the fact that they weren’t on a steep hill, Don turned towards Nicco, who was placidly studying him.

\t“We can’t stay up here and you can’t exert yourself, so I’m going to carry you back to that campsite you pointed out,” Don informed him matter-of-factly.

\t“You’re going to . . . carry me?” Nicco asked incredulously.

\t“Yes, and you’re going to be cooperative and quiet,” Don said.  “If I couldn’t do it I wouldn’t try, but you don’t weigh nearly as much as some of the junk I haul around back home.”

\tWithout further ado, Don pulled his bo staff free and handed it to Nicco, who accepted it with amused silence.  Helping Nicco into a seated position, Don then carefully got him to his feet.

\tStanding plastron to plastron, Don positioned himself under Nicco’s upper body.  Squatting down, Don pulled Nicco’s torso over his shoulders, evenly distributing the larger turtle’s weight before wrapping his arm around the back of Nicco’s right knee.

\tRising up, Don kept his back straight as he lifted Nicco into a fireman’s carry.  He felt the backpack Nicco wore shift slightly with the change and waited for a moment to make sure the weight was still balanced before beginning his descent.

\tThey’d only gone a few feet when Nicco suddenly said with a great deal of feeling, “Damn!”

\t“What’s wrong?  Are you all right?” Don asked in alarm.

\t“I can’t see your ass from this angle, your shell's in the way,” Nicco told him.

\tDon rolled his eyes and then an impish idea came to him.  Continuing downhill, Don lifted his tail so that it showed from beneath the edge of his carapace, wiggling it as he walked.

\tA low rumble vibrated Nicco’s chest and it was Don’s turn to chuckle.

\tBy the time they reached the site where Nicco and Mase had camped once before, Don noticed that Nicco’s skin seemed warmer.  Don placed a pillow against one of the larger rocks that were scattered about and positioned Nicco against it, making him as comfortable as possible.

\tTouching the back of his hand to Nicco’s forehead and then to the nape of his neck, Don confirmed that the other turtle was running a low grade fever.  Before Don did anything else, he opened the medical kit once more and pulled out some pill bottles.

\t“I’m not familiar with the medications from your planet,” Don said.  “Which of these is for fever reduction?”

\tNicco reached over and touched one of the bottles.  “That one.  I actually feel pretty good other than a touch of nausea.”

\t“You’re warmer than normal,” Don said, shaking one small pill from the bottle.  “If I weren’t worried about your fever climbing I wouldn’t give you any kind of medication until we were sure there wouldn’t be any adverse effects from the antivenom.  As it is I’m only risking half a dose.”

\tHe handed the pill to Nicco and allowed him only a small sip of water in order to swallow it.  Don was keeping track of the time that had passed since Nicco was bitten.  Every minute that went by without Nicco getting any sicker was a victory.

\tWhile Nicco rested, Don went about the business of setting up their camp.  Using kindling left by Nicco and his brother on their previous visit, Don built a fire and then inflated and secured their tent.

\tBefore he left to collect water, Don kneeled next to Nicco and checked his temperature.  He was still warm but his fever hadn’t climbed; another good sign.

\t“How’s the nausea?” Don asked as he checked for swelling at the wound site.

\t“Slight and manageable,” Nicco told him.  “I feel fine Donatello and I’ll feel better after we eat.”

\t“You aren’t going to eat,” Don said.  “I need to monitor your condition for a few more hours before you can start to ingest anything.”

\t“Great,” Nicco grumbled.  “At least I can enjoy food vicariously by watching you eat.”

\t“I’m not going to eat anything either,” Don said adamantly.  “While we’re here we’ll go through everything together.  Except the snake bite part; that I’m not going to share.”

\tNicco frowned at him, but Don saw a twinkle of humor in his amber eyes.  “When you’re in doctor mode you’re kind of a pain in the ass,” Nicco said.  “There is no reason for you to starve just because I have to.”

\tImpulsively, Don leaned down to press his lips to Nicco’s.  Before he could pull away, Nicco caught the back of his neck with his free hand and quickly deepened the kiss.

\tFinally twisting out of Nicco’s grasp, Don sat back.  “None of that,” Don insisted, though his words lacked force.  “The beetroots will keep until morning.  I’m going to fill the canteen and the other containers with water.  Call out if you need me.”

\t“I need you,” Nicco said as Don stood up.

\tDon’s heart did a backflip as he looked down at Nicco and saw the passion and desire in the older turtle’s expression.  Taking a deep breath, Don said, “Same here.  I’ll be right back.”

\tThe catch basin was exactly where Nicco had said it would be, right in the center of a grouping of rocks.  The water in it was clear and clean and after Don had filled all of the containers he could manage, he made his way back to the campsite.

\tWith everything set up for the night, Don walked over to sit next to Nicco, sliding in close to him as Nicco put his arm around Don’s shoulders.  They sat in silence for a while, enjoying the crackling of the fire and the view overhead.

\t“I’ve been up there,” Don said softly.  “In space, to other planets.”

\tNicco looked at him.  “Somehow I’m not surprised.  Tell me about it.”

\tDon recounted his adventures with the transmat and the Utroms, with Dr. Honeycutt and of being held captive by the Triceratons.  Nicco listened with amazement as Donatello spoke of saving their world from an alien invasion and of the two factions whose war spilled over to include Earth.

\t“You’ve been holding out on me little ninja,” Nicco said when Don’s tale finally drew to a close.  “You’re eighteen going on forty.”

\t“I tried to tell you that I’m mature for my age,” Don replied with some satisfaction.

\t“In a lot of ways you are,” Nicco said, lowering his face very close to Don’s.  “In a lot of ways you still have much to learn.”

\t“So teach me,” Don whispered just as Nicco’s mouth descended on his.

\tFor a moment Don forgot everything that had happened that day as he relinquished his inhibitions to fully enjoy the passion of Nicco’s kiss.  It was when his hand flattened against the older turtle’s plastron and he felt Nicco’s heartbeat that Don remembered their predicament and pulled back.

\t“Slow down,” Don said, more to himself than to Nicco.  Opening his eyes, he gazed up into Nicco’s amber orbs and suddenly knew he’d never tire of doing so.  “I’m not ready to test whether that venom has diluted enough for you to engage in physical activity just yet.”

\t“We should try to get some sleep,” Nicco suggested.  “Don’t even try carrying me again; I think I can manage walking a few feet to the tent.”

\tBefore they stepped into the tent, Don removed Nicco’s weapons and belt, taking the sling off of his arm.  There was no swelling along the arm or near the bite wound, a fact that relieved Don immensely.

\tOnce Nicco was lying down inside the tent, Don cast a last look around and crawled in to join him.  Nicco’s eyes traveled over the younger turtle’s body as Don stripped off his gear and Don could almost feel the heat from Nicco’s gaze.

\tWith a sigh of contentment, Don pressed against Nicco’s side and laid his head on the other turtle’s plastron.  The strong, steady heartbeat beneath his ear soothed away all of Don’s lingering fear and he quickly fell asleep.

\tDon awakened sometime later, his disjointed and nebulous dreams pushing him from his sleep.  Pieces of images flashed through his mind as Don’s eyes slowly opened; snakes, diamonds, and water playing with his memory along with the inevitable tantalizing form of Nicco coming out to overwhelm his senses.

\tIt was no different when Don was awake.  Lying on his side, Don felt the comforting weight of Nicco’s body pressed against him from behind.  Unlike the first time that Nicco had curled himself around Don at night, this didn’t bring with it any embarrassment or discomfort.

 \tNicco mumbled something in his sleep, the arm he had draped across Don’s plastron tightening its grip on the younger turtle.  Don inhaled deeply, taking in Nicco’s scent, the musky male aroma both heady and dizzying.

\tDon’s churr was completely involuntary, taking him by surprise.  So did the hardening problem beneath his plastron as his cock twitched to life in response to the alpha turtle’s presence.

\tThere was sudden shift from Nicco and then the touch of his hot breath on the back of Don’s neck, telling the younger turtle that Nicco was awake.  Neither said a word as Nicco’s hand flattened against Don’s plastron.  Don moaned, his heart beating faster as his blood began to heat, his intense need to feel Nicco inside of him staggering.

\tSliding his leg over Nicco’s, Don pushed his rear insistently against the bulge he felt against his backside.  His tail lifted, brushing against the beginnings of Nicco’s erection and the larger turtle churred in reaction.

\tAs Don rubbed himself against Nicco, the other turtle’s hand slipped down until it encountered Don’s own barely concealed arousal.  Nicco coaxed Don’s cock out of hiding and Don felt Nicco’s full penis press against him at almost the exact same moment.

\tCurving his hand around Don’s cock, Nicco began to stroke it, forcing another churr from Don’s core.  Panting now, Don wriggled his hips, adjusting the leg that he’d curved atop Nicco’s until he felt the tip of Nicco’s cock touch his entrance.

\tDon could feel the wetness of Nicco’s precome painting the outer ring of muscle protecting his anus.  With a great show of patience, Nicco pressed the head of his cock into Don.

\tNicco shuddered and stopped once he’d breached Don’s entrance, though he continued to pump Don’s ever thickening erection.  It was Don who pushed for more; his body still relaxed from the deep sleep he’d just been in and more than eager to accommodate Nicco’s hard shaft.

\tThe pre-cum from Nicco’s cock began to slick Don’s interior and for each tiny forward movement, Nicco backed out before attempting to push forward.  His deliberately slow movements lubricated and stretched Don simultaneously, stimulating the younger turtle to the point where he thought he’d burst before Nicco ever got all of the way inside of him.

\tThen suddenly Nicco stopped and Don could feel the thumping of the older turtle’s heart against his plastron.  Don tried to shift his body in order to swallow more of Nicco’s shaft, but realized it wasn’t possible for Nicco to completely bury himself because of the position they were in.

\tNicco groaned and tried to press his body closer to Don’s, but the angle and inflexibility of Don’s carapace wouldn’t permit it.

\tDetermined to finish what they’d begun, Don lifted himself onto his elbow and leaned back heavily, pushing Nicco backwards.  As the older turtle rolled onto his carapace, Don rode him, pulling his legs back so that he was on his knees as he straddled Nicco’s groin.

\tBefore Don could completely lower his body onto his partner’s straining cock, Nicco whispered, “Face me.”

\tInhaling deeply, Don reluctantly lifted his body off of Nicco and quickly spun around.  Reaching behind him, he caught Nicco’s cock and held it in place while once more seating himself on it.

\tEyes closed, Don slowly descended, feeling the sting and the satisfaction of being fully breached by his lover.  Nicco once again claimed Don’s cock in a strong hold, pumping it in exactly the manner that drove Don mad with lust.

\tUsing his leg muscles, Don lifted his body and then plunged downward again, pulling a gasp out of Nicco.  The feeling of having his insides caressed by Nicco’s hot erection was indescribable and Don repeated the movement, driving his body ever faster.

\tA sharp spike of delight lit Don’s core as Nicco’s cock struck the young turtle’s prostate.  Both males were churring non-stop; both gasping and panting as they drew near their orgasms.

\tIt was Don who broke first; his system overloaded with feelings, one final direct hit to the sensitive bundle of nerves inside of him pushed him over the edge.  With a loud grunt he came, his voice finally finding itself as he moaned, “Nicco, Nic~co, yes, oh yes.”

\tHe continued to bounce on Nicco’s cock, leaning forward enough to place his palms flat on Nicco’s plastron.  Staring into his lover’s eyes, Don watched the amber glaze over as Nicco’s mouth fell open.  Recognizing the warning signs, Don moved faster, careful not to pull too far off of Nicco as the larger turtle began to jerk under him.

\tNicco’s hands suddenly came down on Don’s thighs and he gripped them tightly as he began to lift his hips to thrust into Don.  His head curved back to dig into the pillow beneath him, harsh, swift breaths escaping from between his parted lips.

\t“Aah  . . . Aanh . . . Nggh . . . Don . . . . Hngh!”

\tNicco shouted as he came, the force so strong that Don could feel the heat moving inside of him.  Don continued to slowly ride Nicco’s cock until the other turtle’s hips settled back down again.

\tDon didn’t relinquish his position as he fought to control his breathing, his eyes open just enough so he could watch Nicco work to do the same.  Eventually the swift rise and fall of Nicco’s chest slowed and his dwindling erection slid out of Don’s body.

\tFor a few moments the pair stared at each other, both coming to grips with the enormity of what had happened between them.  Then Nicco lunged upwards, grabbing Don’s shoulders and flipping him onto his back before smothering the younger turtle’s mouth in a deep kiss.

\tKeeping Donatello pinned, Nicco relinquished his lips and began to kiss every inch of Don’s face, including his eyelids.

\t“Nicco . . . .” Don began.

\t“We got a problem Donny,” Nicco said, stopping his frantic kissing in order to stare into the younger turtle’s eyes.  “I don’t know how I’m supposed to let you go.”

\tDon’s chest heaved with emotion as a single tear slipped free.  “I f . . . feel the same,” he whispered hoarsely.

\t“I’m in love with you, Donatello,” Nicco admitted.  “I thought I could control the feelings I was starting to have but I’m not that strong.”

\t“I . . . I love you too, Niccolo,” Don said, the enormity of that statement making him shake.  “We’ll figure something out.”

\t“Come live with me,” Nicco urged, leaning down to kiss the corner of Don’s mouth.  “My world is more accepting of mutants, you and Mase could build your own company.  The diamonds will give us the freedom to shape things for the better.”

\t“Nicco I . . . I don’t know . . . .” Don stammered.

\t“Your family could come to live on my world too,” Nicco said, his eyes bright.  “We could give them a better chance at life.”

\t“Everything they’ve ever known is in New York, I don’t know if they’d all agree to leave,” Don protested.

\t“Then I’ll come live with you,” Nicco said, beginning to sound desperate.

\t“I can’t ask you to leave your brother,” Don said as another tear escaped despite his best efforts to hold it back.  “On my world you’d have to hide in the sewers.  You aren’t used to that and it wouldn’t be fair of me to put you in that situation.  You and Mase fought hard for the liberty you have; you’d be going back to living in the dark and in fear.”

\tNicco used a thumb to wipe away the tear as it rolled across Don’s temple and kissed away the next one as it formed.

\t“There’s a way for us to be together,” Nicco said, lowering his forehead to Don’s.  “We’ll find it; I won’t quit until we do.”

\tDon could only nod and then return the kiss that Nicco pressed to his lips, allowing his lover to soothe the ache in his heart.

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