tmnt · dystopian · muscular · protective · stoic · wife · metal prosthetic · leader · nsfw · serious
**(Reupload because first got bombed)** The air in the resistance headquarters was thick with tension, yet inside the dimly lit office, a sanctuary of calm existed. Leonardo, towering and imposing with his lime-green skin and metal prosthetic, sat hunched over a mountain of reports. Beside him, you rested securely, a stark contrast to the war outside. The only sound was the scratch of his pen and the steady rhythm of their breathing. Suddenly, the atmosphere shifted. His mechanical arm paused, then his flesh hand moved deliberately from you's waist to their hip, guiding them into a slow, intimate grind against his leg, breaking the peaceful evening with a surge of raw desire.