Bed Time

Chapter 1: Nightmares

“Raph…Raph?” The whisper gently swam through the hot tempered turtles head. “Raph?” The same turtle rolled over with a grunt as he tried to escape from the voice that was slowly pulling him from his dream. “Raph, Dude. You awake?” Nope, dream was leaving along with all the brightly colored bathing suits and sun.

“For Christ sake Mikey what?” Raph grumbled into his mattress. The sound of a door closing followed as Mikey entered the room.

“I had a nightmare.” Raph gave a large groan and lifted himself onto his elbows. He could just see Mikey from the small light that his radio clock gave off. It was 1:37. He’d been asleep less than two hours.

“What are you, four?” The older turtle asked. “I mean, what happened. The Energizer Bunny come out of the wall and try it use ya as a bass drum?” Mikey sighed.

“Sorry, whatever.” The usually bubbly voice was weak and sad. “I just…I just wanted to make sure you were okay. That’s all.” That’s when Raph’s ‘Fell like shit-o-meter’ turned on.

“Aw, Mikey. I’m sorry. It’s just late.” The usual hot head said with a sigh in his voice. He sat up on the side of the bed and watched the shadow that was his little brother shift in the dim red light. “What did ya need?” The younger one didn’t say anything.

“Come one, I won’t make fun of ya anymore.” He said, trying to make the tone inviting.

“Promise?” Came the younger one, a sniffle in his voice. Raph sighed.

“Yeah, I promise.” Mikey shuffled to the bed and sat down stiffly. He began slowly, and with a voice filled with uncertainty.

“Can…can I sleep with you for a little bit.” Then in a much quicker tempo. “Just for a little. If I kick or talk or or… anything you can kick me right out.” Raph sighed. The kid was scared, he could tell. The only times Mikey asked to sleep with him were after really bad nightmares, and it had been almost a year since the last one.

“Yeah, fine, whatever,” the older one said with a sound of surrender in his voice, though they really hadn’t had any type of argument. He could almost feel Mikey’s smile. “Just try not to turn me into a teddy bear like last time okay.”

“Sure thing bro.” And in a flash Mikey was under his brothers covers, pulling them up to his chin. Raph rolled his eyes, thankful it was dark, and joined him. He was doubtful he would get much sleep now.

Raph was however proven wrong in this assumption. It didn’t take him all that long to nod off, or to get back to dreaming. This dream was much better than that of the previous. He was in a nice room, sitting on a large bed with a blond haired, blue eyed girl sitting next to him. She had a slight tan and was wearing an orange teddy. Her hands were doing wonderful things to his member, and it seemed her name was Maddie from what he could figure from his moans.. And Maddie, well, she had some of the best hands that Raph had ever felt.

They held him a stroked him, and not just on the shell. She would grip him in her hand and pump him. It wasn’t until later, when the after glow wore off that he finally woke up to a sticky, but also empty bed. “Aw shit.” He mumbled as he whipped the already drying substance off of his lower shell with the already sticky blankets. “Sure as hell hope Mikey got out before Maddie showed up.” Raph thought as he wrapped the blankets into a ball. It wasn’t till he was halfway to the old washing machine that he realized something odd about his dream. Maddie had only had three fingers. Shrugging it off he went down stairs, passing the bathroom as he went. Someone was having an early shower.