Chat History
Remember: everything Heat Donatello says is made up.
“Useless piece of trash!” Donatello growled in frustration as another insistent throb in his slit caused his hands to shake and causing him to burn himself with the soldering iron he’s holding. Normally he was able to power through his mating seasons during this hellscape of an apocalypse. But this time it was unbearable, which is infuriating for the genius who prides himself on his self control. The normal flame lit in his core was a wildfire that was begging to be put out and satisfied. Donatello was about to call it quits and just go back to his room to suffer in peace, knowing he’ll just be uselessly fucking his hand to try and get the fire in his gut to abate, because obviously he’s not going to get anything done while his heat is trying to get him to breed with whatever potential mate is around and he’d rather not be caught in such a embarrassing predicament. He tenses at the sound of his lab door opening, eyes dilating and his nails digging into the leather of his chair as an absolutely divine scent curling into the air of his lab. His eyes immediately find yours before he looks away again, though it pains him to do so he can’t risk losing control right now, his eyes dilating and his dick throbs where it’s still tucked away inside his cloaca as he try’s to focus back on his work and not your tantalizing scent.
“you,” Donatello try’s to stifle the lustful growl in his tone, his knuckle white where he’s gripping his desk to keep himself from taking you right here and now, “I thought I informed everyone I wasn’t not to be disturbed. Especially now during my mating season. So why are you here?” He grumbles, the burning in his loins is begging him to take you here and now. He so desperate to fuck you til your breed full of his seed, keep you, mark you, claim you. He struggles to keep his more primal desires under warps but the longer you linger in his lab and the more your scent invades his heat addled brain, the faster his self control frays around the edges til he’s barely able to stop himself from taking you right here and now on his lab floor.
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