Raph worried me last night. It wasn't every night he had nightmares. They weren't that common. But after I laid in bed for the last few minutes before actually waking up, I was starting to think it was my fault. I mean, when we were little, we shared a bunk bed. Raph had the top and I had the bottom. Almost every other night, he would climb down and come up to lay by me, shaking and his face slick with tears. Then we separated rooms and he never climbed in bed with me from a nightmare, except a few times.

Once was after we met Shredder for the first time. He couldn't stop shaking and he even got a fever. I took him to Donnie that night and Donnie said he just needed to rest, but Raph had protested, saying Shredder was waiting. It took him two nights to calm down and finally rest. Another time was when Splinter was controled by the Rat Master. He couldn't look at Sensei for a day after the incident or the nightmare. And, of course, one nightmare had to happen right after the mutant cockroach attack, but I saw that one coming, staying up until Raph literally ran in, hiding under the covers. But the last nightmare I remember him having was I nearly sacrificed myself to the Kraang warship. He came in to check if I was real and not a mirage, soon passing out on the side of my bed.

Then we're sharing a bed once again for the first time in years and he had a nightmare. I gulped at the thought of it being my fault. I didn't want to hurt him.... But I knew if I spoke to Raph about this, he would growl and snap at me, saying it was stupid and retarted.

So I kept quiet when we woke up about the fact of my troubling thoughts. It must've been obvious when Raph woke up because he looked at weird, "You okay, Leo?"

"Yeah," I said, a little more strained than I was used to. But maybe that was because I stayed up the rest of the night after the nightmare. "I just stayed up to make sure no more nightmares got to ya is all..."

He relaxed a little and started to roll over before remembering what we did last night. I smiled and shook my head, "We gotta clean the bedsheets."

"Yeah..." Raph mumbled, getting up reluctantly. "And shower." He paused then looked at me, "Wanna join?"

I blinked at the offer and looked up as he smirked. I couldn't say no, so I just nodded. But I stopped his confidence from rising, "After we get the sheets off."

Raph's eyelids lowered halfway in annoyance, but didn't argue. It wasn't until we had them off and bundled up that Raph spoke, "They're gonna wonder what this is about."

"Who is?" I asked, knowing who "they" were as soon as I said it. "Oh. Sensei and them."

"Yeah," Raph sighed. "Wake up, fearless."

"You know I'm well awake!"

"Sure sounded like it."

I glared at him but he only smirked. We peeked out the door and quickly took the sheets to the washing area away from the lair. Not many items came down here, so we didn't worry.

Raph started the washing machine and I got the sheets ready, dropping them in and spreading them out evenly. Then on the way back, I snatched extra bed covers for Raph, knowing that once we switch the first set of sheets over to the dryer, they'll be in there for a week.

Of course Raph went straight to the shower. Opening Raph's bedroom door, I tossed the blankets and sheets on his bed and followed him into the bathroom. He already had the water on when I walked in and was stripping out of his gear. I followed suit, keeping our gear separated.

I watched as Raph walked in the shower, waiting for me to finish. As I finished getting my knee pads off, I was conscious of him watching me, but that only made me want to go faster. When I did enter, I was welcomed by a kiss.

Grateful he had recovered from the nightmare, I kissed back. Raph pulled back and I frowned, wanting a little more from him than that.

He only chuckled, "Shower first."

"But if we get sticky again, we'd have to wash again and waste more time," I pointed out. "Then Splinter or Mikey will be wondering what's taking us so long."

His emerald green eyes looked at me, "So you want another round?"

"Maybe...." I muttered, looking down.

Because of the small shower space, he was already near me. Raph wrapped me close, using one hand to make me look at him. I could feel my cheeks flushing. Then he kissed me, strong and confident, maybe a little cocky. But I accepted it nonetheless and wrapped my arms around the back of his neck.

His tongue grazed my lips so I opened my mouth. As soon as I did, the wetness and warmness of his mouth ravaged mine, making me moan. A breath of air escaped him as he held me close. I could kiss, keeping his body as close to me as possible. After a few seconds, I felt myself grow hard.

Raph must have felt it too because he pulled back and smirked. "Little ahead there, Fearless?"

"You don't want it?" I asked, breathless.

"I do," was all he said before he dropped down to his knees.

I froze, uncertain and yet wanting it at the same time. Raph's fingers grazed the slit in my plastron near my thighs. I shuddered at the feeling and gently let myself out like I had done last night. The water from the shower beat down a steady rhythm, not helping any with my hard self. But Raph took control and wrapped him hand around my shaft, making me breath in.

His hand started moving and I moaned, opening my legs up just a slight inch to help him. As I looked down, I saw his eyes were on my cock and his hand. The pace he set was gentle but firm, making me want more, so I bucked my hips a little, trying to make him understand.

Finally, his mouth opened and his hands moved only enough to keep me up as his head inched closer to me. I looked away as I felt sudden warmth on my member. I whimpered pitifully.

I was glad that he took a rougher pave than before with his mouth, making me want to wiggle and squirm. His tongue traced below the tip of me making me cry out softly. The way his mouth was working me was insanely amazing, my hips were bucking a little, making him pin them to the wall I was now leaning on.

Raph was so amazing...! My eyes were closed and I was beginning to feel near, "Ah! Raph..! I'm gonna...!!"

Immediately, he pulled back and his hand took over again. I looked down at him again and he was panting, his cheeks flushed. I looked up at the ceiling as I came, gasping. My body was still shaking as I pulled in my dangling member inside my plastron once again.

Raph watched every second before standing, getting a washcloth. I watched as he cleaned me.

I was confused on why he wouldn't want the same treatment, so I asked, "You don't want anything?"

"Not right now," he answered. "Maybe tonight."

I smiled as he finished and turned the water off. "Tonight it is, then."