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“Ugh my head…” muttered the dry voice of Leo.
He slowly pried his eyes open, but then shut them immediately at the spinning state of the room around him. The slider tried to rub the back of his aching head, but found out rather quickly that he couldn’t. He moved his arms again, to realize they were bound tightly by the wrists above his head, where he stood.
Leo blinked a few times, then shook his head to clear his mind. This time when he opened his eyes he scanned his surroundings. He was in a darkly lit room with damaged furniture throughout it. He pulled on his restrained arms to lift himself off the floor and kicked the metal frame behind him with his unbound feet.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you-” warned an imposing voice.
Leo halted his movements then looked off to the side.
There he saw a familiar figure of an older and larger turtle in blue. He was leaning casually against the counter. The dim light source in the middle of the room casted harsh shadows on his face and body. He held a burning cigarette way past its prime, in between his fingers and brought it to his lips.
“Leon…” Leo’s eyes seemed relieved.
“That missile you're attached to should be fully deactivated.” Leon flicked the butt of his finished cigarette to the floor, “However, with the amount of faulty equipment that slipped through the cracks during the war, you can never be too careful.” He snuffed out the remaining embers of his smoke with a stomp and turn of his heel.
“But honestly? You’d be better off with the explosive.”
“Leon, I really need to talk to you!” He begged, ignoring his counterpart’s words.
The larger slider walked closer. Leo could feel the atmosphere shift as Leon now stood at his full height in front of him.
“You really don’t listen to warnings when given them, do you?”
“Wha-” Leo was abruptly cut off by Leon shoving him roughly against the missile with a fist and the side of his forearm. Leon brought his other hand into view and lifted a finger.
“I tell you the first time to take a hike and leave me the fuck alone. You laugh it off as a joke.”
Leo swallowed the dry lump in his throat. His counterpart lifted another finger.
“The second time at the junkyard I warned you, if I laid eyes on you again, you’ll regret it.”
Finally, Leon opened his palm to display all three fingers.
“Then yesterday I caught you parading around my turf like you own it! Like you belong there. Like you were calling my bluff!” He shouted.
Leo’s eyes widened in fear.
Leon reached out and clenched his fist around the back of Leo’s mask. Leo yelped as his neck was lifted high.
"Seriously, what's the matter with you? Do you have no sense of self preservation at all?" Leon pulled on his mask tails extra tight.
A pained whimper was his only reply.
"What's it gonna take for me to get it through your annoyingly thick skull, huh?" The older slider slammed his metal fist right next to Leo's head. He sealed his eyes shut as he felt the remnant vibrations pass down his neck.
Leon leaned in closer.
"I want to be alone! You hear me, pest! Do I have to spell it out for you? A-L-O-N-E, alone! ¿Entiendes imbécil?
This time Leon leaned his whole body weight on Leo caging him in.
"Whatever plans you have to take down the Kraang or ditch this universe and bail, leave me the hell out of it!" He roughly grabbed little Leo’s chin.
"Just why are you so hell bent on having me play chaperone to a foolish-runt like you?"
Leo's eyes clenched tighter as his lower lip trembled.
"Open your eyes and answer me, dammit!" He used his other hand to shake Leo's shoulder roughly.
Leo opened an eye-lid half way before uttering, "I…”
Leon clenched the boy’s frame tighter.
Leo's eyes began to water, "I don’t like being alone.”
The elder paused.
“I’ve never been away from my brothers long enough for me to feel like I ever was…”
Leon released Leo as if his very words burned him. He growled and swiftly turned away from his counterpart . He wiped a rough hand down his face.
Ouch.
The larger slider would never admit it but that stung a little.
Leon removed his hand from his mouth and spat out, "What do you want from me?"
"Please…please let me stay with you!” The teen was shaking now.
Leon crossed his arms over his large plastron.
Leo continued, “I promise to be good! I’ll keep my mouth shut. I-I won't bring up any plans! I won't talk about the past! I beg you… the Kraang… p-please I can’t go through that again.”
The tail end of his pleas made Leon do a double take.
"You were captured by the Kraang?" he asked, surprised.
"I barely escaped with my shell intact!"
Leon took a thorough look at his counterpart now. He hadn’t seen Leo in weeks. The teen appeared to have lost some weight and his skin looked pale. The vibrant markings on his face and limbs were now dull and muted.
Leo continued to ramble, but Leon had stopped listening, a thought popped up in his head.
‘If the boy ran into the Kraang and lived then…’ He sensed a chill travel up his spine.
Leo could feel his cheeks being pressed on either side with Leon's metal fingers, as he forcefully turned his head to the other side. He then lifted Leo's sword strap off his shoulder.
Leo sniffled and sealed his eyes tight once again. He couldn’t take Leon’s intense and analyzing stare anymore.
His eyes widened. There he saw it. It was clear as day for all to see.
A large, still healing wound on the back of his counterpart's neck. It was a marred red color and jagged in appearance. He could see the tail end of the pattern, trail under the poor boy's shell. The lip of his shell also cracked and chipped at the top in several places. The smaller slider wasn’t kidding. He really did barely escape with his shell intact.
Leon's gaze softened. His voice lowered to a hushed tone Leo never heard before.
"So, the Kraang did a number on you too, huh tiny?"
The teen looked up at him with watery eyes, "T-too??"
Leon then stood up and pulled his scarf off to the side with a metallic finger. There on his neck was a similar shaped wound, now healed completely into a nasty scar.
“I…” Leo was left speechless.
“There’s a reason I’m the last survivor of the apocalypse, kid.” He covered his neck back up. “I didn’t just get spared because Krang One suddenly decided to grow a heart.” His voice turned somber. “When the last of the resistance crumbled 10 years ago, Krang One held me prisoner for months.” He furrowed his brow ridge.
“Eventually when he grew bored of tormenting me and wanted to finish the job, his siblings had a different idea.”
Leon tapped his now covered neck knowingly, “That’s how I got this little number and was let free the following day.”
Leo couldn’t believe what he was hearing.
“This is my gift, my punishment to bear for the rest of my waking days.” The older slider can still remember those exact words spill out of Krang One’s crooked mouth.
Leon clenched his blue scarf tightly, “It was his final way to get back at me for all I did as leader of the resistance. That he can forever claim he gave me mercy.” He closed his eyes in frustration. “That no matter what I do, no matter how hard I try to defeat him after the fact, it doesn’t matter. He won…and I’m still left with nothing.” He hissed.
Leo glanced at the floor trying to slowly absorb all this new information.
Leon’s eyes then hovered over to Leo.
“As for you? Consider this a twisted blessing in disguise. Now that you have that mark, the Kraang and any of their affiliates won’t kill you on sight. Know why?”
His younger counterpart looked back up at him.
“DNA is a real bitch. The Kraang now see you and I as one in the same. The reason for their triumphant success. The ultimate failure of humans and yokai, alike. The real key to the destruction of the world.”
“No, that’s not-” Leo was at a loss of what to say to not further anger Leon, “The future doesn’t end up like this where I’m from.”
Leon shrugged, “Embrace it, kid. It will be the only thing that will keep you alive in this hell hole long enough to see tomorrow.”
Leo could feel his mind go into a twisted spiral.
There was a heavy silence that filled the air for several minutes.
Leon sighed and placed a hand on his hip. He broke the silence first.
“Anyway, we have a much more pressing matter to attend to now.”
Leon neared Leo again closer than last time. He assumed Leon was finally gonna release him from his restraints.
He was unfortunately gravely mistaken, as Leon aggressively shoved a hand down Leo's black shorts. He used a lone finger to rub against the boy's dry slit. Leo choked.
"W-what are you doing?!” Leo asked in a panic.
Leon snickered, “You didn’t think I forgot did you?” He used his other hand to shove the teen’s shorts down. “You’re still in hot water with me after yesterday and I’m just making due on my promise.”
“What?? But I thought-” His counterpart quickly interrupted him.
“Oh what? You thought that little heart-to-heart back there was gonna save your sorry tail from proper punishment? Nah, sweetheart-” He leaned in to whisper into his younger self’s ear slit, “That’s not how things work with me.”
"Wait, stop!" Leo's squirming was doing little to halt his wandering hands.
"You hate being alone?” Leon pulled out a thick metallic band from his back pocket. Leo could feel one of his ankles being restrained, as he pieced together Leon placed a powerful magnet on him.
“Well, you're gonna absolutely beg to be after I'm done with you." The elder playfully pulled Leo’s shorts further down, till it lay bunched up by his single restrained leg.
Leo’s face grew red in embarrassment. He never felt more exposed than in this very moment.
"Maybe a night in familiar company will make you finally take the hint.” He used a second finger to rub more vigorously along Leo’s slit.
Leo was so scared! He couldn’t breathe! He couldn’t think!
“Leon, s-stop! Let me go, please!!” Tears now fully saturated his mask.
Leon got down on his knees, “Oh don’t worry runt, I’ll let you go… in what condition depends entirely on how you behave after this.” He lifted his counterpart’s free leg over his shoulder.
“B-behave?” Leo questioned, “After wha-Ack” He gasped out.
“Hmm, you taste pretty good kid~” Leon muttered against Leo’s quivering folds.
He trailed his large tongue from the base of his slit to the hidden nub at the top. He huffed out a blast of hot air and spat out a glob of saliva to mix better with the teen’s own secreting slick. He grasped Leo’s trembling thigh tighter near his face with one hand and sunk himself back in. His fingers on his other hand, followed suit.
Leo was stunned at what he was witnessing happening between his thighs. He had never had anyone eat him out before! Much less this fiercely. Leo was utterly entranced. He bit the inside of his cheek to prevent any sounds from escaping his mouth.
Leon was making unbreaking eye contact as he lapped his tongue between Leo’s folds. He made the conscious choice to slow blink sensually up at Leo and pushed his tongue and fingers further into his counterpart.
His trance was broken, however when the familiar fluttering of his lower stomach hit him like a ton of bricks! He knew what that meant. What was coming. What he didn’t want to happen.
Leo was doing whatever limited movement he could to break out of Leon’s strong hold.
The struggle only seemed to drive the larger slider more, as he lapped up Leo's leaking slick with his hot tongue even faster.
Leo thought things couldn’t get any worse.
Then Leon opened his jaw wide and took a brutal bite into Leo’s inner thigh.
Leo belted out a blood curdling scream.
He was wrong, it could get worse.
Much much worse!
Leon churred and licked the areas of broken skin. “Damn tiny, your thighs are just so plush and soft! I couldn’t resist a lil’ bite~”
He soon resumed his previous actions in full force.
Leo was breathing heavily. He couldn’t take much more of this. He could feel his hips grind reluctantly against Leon’s face and curling fingers. He felt hot all over. His mind was stirring. Leo was positive he was about to burst!
His orgasm caught him off guard as he came. The pleasurable sensation spread through him in simmering waves. He could sense the shame creeping steadily after it.
Leo saw Leon licking the remnants of his slick off his organic fingers.
“Heh, not bad, runt. You held up a lot better than I thought you would~” He gave Leo’s now fully dropped and slick member a firm tug. The teen shivered before turning limp in his bindings.
Leo was exhausted. He wanted to close his eyes and never wake up.
His older counterpart however had other plans for him.
Leon unhooked Leo’s restrained arms from the top of the missile. He drew close as the teen fell forwards towards his chest in a tired heap. He held the back of Leo’s shell firmly as he leaned down to collect his legs. When the elder rose to his full height he now had his counterpart in a bridal carry and walked towards the corner of the room.
Leo was conscious enough to feel his body being elevated and hear the creaking steps of Leon going up wooden stairs. Leo’s fuzzy mind was puzzled.
Leo thought for sure after humiliating him Leon would physically injure him further. Or just go ahead and kill him. That seemed more inline with what this unhinged version of himself would do.
Now that they were heading to a different location, Leo didn’t know what to think.
They were almost to the top of the staircase.
The teen’s bound arms were in front of him now, but they were too numb to follow commands. Leo’s dangling legs resting on his captor’s metal forearm, felt like pudding. He never felt more helpless.
Leon then opened the door to a dimly lit room. It was just as mute and dark as what Leo assumes was the basement they came out of. It was a drab, but well used living room. The young slider was left confused again as they left the living area down a small hallway. When Leon kicked the half-open door of a bedroom, Leo’s heart sank.
As the younger slider gazed at the unmade bed in the room, he could feel the pit in his stomach grow.
‘He’s not done with me.’ Leo thought.
Leon laid Leo down gently on the bed. Too gently. Way too gently for what he has done. For what he has yet to do.
Leon removed his scarf and discarded his pants swiftly, before making himself right at home back in between Leo’s legs. Leo was so distracted by his counterpart’s now large and exposed member, he didn’t hear his next question.
Leon smirked, “Hey kid, wanna see a neat trick?”
Leon pinched the head of the poor boy's cock and stroked the base of his tail at the same time.
“Ah!” Leo arched his back up and bit his lip shamefully.
"I remember that shit used to drive me crazy back in the day... heh, good to see it still does~" He chuckled.
Leon was getting a kick out of using the poor boy's body against him.
He craved more.
He needed more.
He will have more.
Leon then rubbed his neglected cock up against Leo’s puckering lower entrance.
Leo used his joined, bound hands to push against his counterpart’s plastron. He was desperate now.
“Leon, please I beg you! Stop this right now! It’s not too late.” Leo attempted a final time.
“Stop?” He stilled for a moment and tilted his head, “Why would I stop now?” He smiled genuinely.
The sight of Leon smiling like that was enough to stun him into silence.
The older slider then grabbed Leo's bound arms with one hand, and lifted them back above his head.
“It’s alright. Your punishment is almost over.”
Leo could only stare back frightened of what’s coming.
“We just have this last part to get through together~”
He finally pushed himself all the way in.
Leon moaned in pleasure.
Leo screamed in agony.
Leon nuzzled his snout on the teens neck, “Shh, it’s okay. The hard part has already passed.” He pulled himself back practically all the way out, before thrusting harshly back in once more.
Leo clenched his eyes tightly and kicked his legs haphazardly on either side of the larger slider.
“It will feel good soon. Just you wait!” Leon reassured the younger before pumping into him at a steady pace.
Leo thought the sounds filling the room were beyond obscene. The slapping of Leon’s thighs against his own making a series of ‘plap, plap, plap’ sounds were in a constant rhythm. The older slider's groans were loud near his ear slit.
Leo felt sick. The pain that originally came to the surface was already beginning to wean. He feels so full. He was being betrayed by his own body.
He always imagined his first time to be a tender experience. He would be in the arms of someone he deeply loved and cherished. His partner would be gentle with him and shower him in warm kisses. He would feel so safe as they both enjoyed the pleasure their bodies can bring them.
It was sweet.
It was pure.
“Mmm, fuck kid! You feel so good on my cock right now…”
It was the exact opposite scenario to the one he was currently in right now. He wanted to cry at the loss of an experience he will never get back. And the worst part?
“Ugh, yeah! Clench me tighter, baby! Gonna fill you up so good~”
...He only had himself to blame.
Leo couldn’t hold back his sounds anymore. Wanton moans fell loosely from the teen’s mouth with every breath. He started to meet his counterpart’s primal thrusts at an equal pace. He hooked his legs around Leon’s hips to bring him even closer.
Leon was pleasantly surprised, “Awe, I knew you would love it eventually!”
The elder used a sharp edge of his metal hand to slice through the teen’s bindings. Leo’s arms were finally free.
“Mmm, such a good slut for daddy, I’m so proud of you~” Leon captured Leo’s lips in a brutal kiss. The younger slider’s first kiss. He barely had a moment to dwell on that fact, before Leon introduced an invasive tongue into Leo’s mouth.
He could feel Leon’s hot tongue curl around his own. Leo could taste the lingering flavor of himself, the bitterness of nicotine, and… alcohol? That explained a couple of things. It took everything Leo had to not dry-heave.
All Leo wanted was for this horrid coupling to end, and if he had to play a bit into Leon’s fucked up fantasy to get there, then-
Leo broke the kiss, “Hmm, you stretch me so good Daddy~” he moaned against Leon’s lips.
Leon swore he could feel his cock grow exponentially harder at his counterpart’s words.
-He was gonna be the best whore the apocalypse has ever seen.
Leo dove in for another kiss while Leon eagerly reciprocated. He bucked his hips even faster into the smaller slider and the teen simply churred in delight.
Leon was so close. He didn’t think he would near his end this quickly. In the past, he could recall sexual encounters lasting hours.
But, here? On top and ravishing his pathetic, but admittedly pretty counterpart was just bubbling up all kinds of things inside of him.
He doesn't think he’ll last, and he regrets making fun of his men in the barracks that shared they finish early during sex. Man, he really was getting old!
“Oh, Leon! Fuck, right there!” Leo hugged Leon tighter and stroked his chin. “Please, don’t stop! Ah~”
He knows in the back of his mind this is supposed to be a punishment, but he doesn’t want this feeling he hasn’t felt in years to end. He thought he was doing just fine surviving on his own. But damn, he really has been missing out on living, hasn’t he?
Leo was rubbing up Leon’s plastron now, “Give it to me harder, Daddy.”
Leon could feel his lower stomach flip. He narrowed his brow ridge.
The little minx… who is the real one getting punished here?
Leon clenched his organic hand onto Leon’s slender throat.
“You really want it, huh? Well, then take all of it!”
Leon used his metal hand to grab onto Leo’s slender hip tightly. He then plunged his cock repeatedly into his counterpart at a relentless rate. The strength he used to thrust into Leo was now causing the rusty bed to shake. Leo closed his eyes in ecstasy, his nails were leaving scratch marks on Leon’s upper shell. The elder was almost seeing stars, he was at the edge now. He couldn’t hold back anymore.
“Kid, I’m about to-”
Leo’s walls coaxed Leon’s cock to give him all he had. He groaned and gripped Leo’s hips closer with both hands, as he came fully inside him. Leo cried out as his second climax washed over him as well. Both of them shared labored breaths and fleeting whispers.
Leo hesitantly opened his eyes. He blinked and then sighed in relief. His nightmare was now officially over.
“Oof-”
Leon collapsed on top of Leo. The teen struggled to catch his breath with the added weight of his future self on top of him. He wanted to shove Leon right off.
Luckily Leon moved off Leo in the next breath, but he did bring him close to his plastron in an embrace.
Leo sensed something was off. He didn’t have to look down to know his counterpart’s cum was dripping out of his abused slit. He felt so sticky and disgusting.
Those were his last thoughts before his eyelids grew heavy. Sleep quickly overtook his tired body, with Leon following on right after him.
It was hours later the sliders were laying on their sides, in each other's arms. A large worn blanket covered them both. Leo was beyond passed out at this point, Leon however was not.
He was staring intently at his past self’s face. He was snuggled and relaxed with a pillow under his head. He looked so peaceful asleep. The elder frowned.
Leon used his thumb to rub at the slightly agape lip of the boy. Only Leo’s soft breaths could be heard. His eyelids lowered.
“I wanna use that smart mouth of yours till you choke on my cum…” He whispered.
Leon attempted to roll his large hips slowly into Leo’s bruised ones, but then grimaced. He cursed several colorful words internally.
His lustful spirit was willing, but his body was still well spent. Father time really knew how to dampen his mood.
He fell back to sleep without much issue after that.
Leo was quiet as he gathered his things thrown around the room.
He secured his mask and wrappings, then placed his trusty sword back in its sheath. The last thing he had to recover, he was not looking forward to putting on.
He winced as he slid on his shorts. The fresh bite marks and bruises were still raw to the touch. Leo also cringed at how gross his counterpart's dried release felt on his thighs… and everywhere else on his body. Leo shook his head. He would have to focus on cleaning up later, right now he needed to escape.
Just as Leo reached for the door he heard a voice, "There is a brown cloak and emergency pack by the front door."
Leo froze.
Leon continued.
"The pack should have all you need and the cloak provides protection from the sun and sandstorms."
Leo held his breath and turned his head slightly back to see his counterpart flick on a metal lighter. He lit up a stale cigarette and puffed out a plum of smoke.
"Take it with you before I change my mind..." He leered at him from the corner of his eye.
Leo left without a word.
When Leo finally left his room, Leon was short one less supply pack and a gnawing itch he should have pulled his counterpart back into bed for a quickie before he hit the road for good.