<div class="floatleft">(http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2014/350/3/b/leo_by_jennyverse-d8a4zeh.jpg)</div>Leonardo couldn't help but notice the giddy excitement in his sister's eyes as he slipped out of his shell, and knew that he was making her happy by doing this. Typically he would resist or outright reject her advances, more focused on his training or attaining the kind of inner peace that one could only achieve when one removed all...distractions. And Mikey was most certainly a distraction. But after the events of last night with Mistress Splinter, it was almost as if he had a new outlook on things. Perhaps it wasn't the worst thing in the world to let yourself relax...once in a while.<br/><br/>He smiled and allowed Mikey to push him down onto his back; sharing another kiss with her before she began shifting her attention downwards. He settled back and watched as she kissed her way towards his midsection, and took a breath as she wrapped her hand around the base of his cock. After all of the excitement brought on from the thrill of the chase, Leo was rock hard and more than ready for her attention. He shivered as her next kiss landed on the tip of his erection, and gasped softly as she began licking up his already leaking precum. "That's good, Mikey..."  He reached out and rested his hand atop Mikey's green head, already enjoying the way that she suckled on his member. He had a feeling he wouldn't regret this decision in the slightest...<br/><br/><hr/><div class="floatright">(http://orig10.deviantart.net/5ca1/f/2015/070/3/0/raph_by_pixeldust86-d8ld69h.jpg)(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2014/352/b/3/casey_by_jennyverse-d8a9i05.jpg)</div>Chapter 4:<strong>Enter: Casey Jones</strong><br/><em>Raphael vs. Casey Jones</em><br/><br/>It was shaping up to be a pretty quiet night. At least, as quiet as a night could be in a place like New York City. Raphael had heard it said that this was known as "The city that never sleeps" by those who lived topside, and after so many nights prowling the streets, alleyways, and rooftops he was more than ready to believe it. It felt like no matter what time of day it was, you could always find something going on wherever you looked. But it wasn't always something on the up and up. In fact, it could often be pretty dangerous; which was just the way that the red-clad turtle liked it. Splinter and that goodie-two-shoes Leonardo always stressed that they should stay away from danger whenever they left the safety of the sewers, but Raph could think of nothing more fun than knocking some heads together whenever he came across some two-bit thugs up to no good.<br/><br/>Well, he could think of at least one thing that was more fun. But Mikey had been busy with Leo all night. And Dona was nearly impossible to coax out of her shell. He liked a challenge, but he also knew his nerdy sister well enough to know when it was best to back off and give her some space. He wasn't going to make the idea of being with men more enticing by forcing himself on her. One of these days though...<br/><br/>So he had decided to leave the Lair and head up into the City to see what sort of mischief he could get into tonight. But so far it had been disappointingly quiet. He had been walking down the streets in his dark brown trench coat for what felt like an hour or so, and hadn't seen anything exciting at all. He was almost ready to pack it in for the night and head home to watch another showing of Terminator 3, but just as he made for the nearest manhole cover, he heard someone scream. "Finally! Some action!" Raph booked it towards the source of the commotion, and came out onto the street in time to see two punks running in his direction; one of them clutching some woman's purse.<br/><br/>"Help! Help! Someone stop them! They stole my purse!"<br/><br/>The two thieves were too busy trying to make a clean getaway to pay any attention to the trench coat clad figure in the shadows, so it was as easy as sticking his foot out and watching the leader stumble and fall flat on his face. He stepped out to catch the purse as the man dropped it, and tossed it back to the surprised but grateful woman. "You bums picked the wrong night for purse snatching."  Raph smirked beneath the shadow cast by his hat as the two punks got up, clearly unhappy that their score had been interrupted.<br/><br/>"Who the hell are you supposed to be!?" One of the thugs whipped out a switchblade knife and approached Raph menacingly, while the other reached for...nunchuks? Where the hell had some goon on the street gotten something like that?<br/><br/>"Well, I ain't your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man. Now get ready for a royal ass-kicking!"  Raph opened up his trench coat to reach for his sai. He knew that these two thugs weren't going to be much of a challenge, but he planned on enjoying this nonetheless.<br/>