(fic) TMNT -- Big Brother is Watching You
Title: Big Brother Is Watching You
Author: spacefille, doomcrab, kc_anathema, crabapplered
Summary: Short fic that we wrote one night in chat to the titular prompt, as suggested by spacefille.
Warnings: voyeurism, potential dark sexual themes, potential non-con
Rated R

Leonardo liked to watch.

Especially when no one knew he was there.

He had special places from which to gaze in secret. They were shadowy, and placed just so -- a stealth master, Leonardo was invisible, even to his brothers. The far corner of Raphael's room, behind the weight set, where he could just see Raphael's hammock.

Michelangelo's closet served as the perfect vantage point, as his brother never used it. And anywhere in Donatello's room could be suitable, as long as his brother'd turned off the lights and left nothing but the computer screens on, shadows turned murky by the watery blue glow.

Other places in the lair were trickier. He often crouched on one of the pipes along the wall, watching amidst cobwebs and darkness. It was hard to keep the barely audible sound of his hand rubbing his flesh to himself. He did live in a house of ninjas.

Sometimes Donatello would pause at his computer and just listen. Leonardo would tense and fall deathly silent until the genius shook his head and went back to looking at his websites. Raphael, listening to music, would simply feel that he wasn't alone and lift his headphones, alert and watchful, until he shook his head to himself and sat back again.

There were moments when discovery seemed unavoidable, but Leonardo grew to learn the art of silent self-petting. Michelangelo might have been easy -- his brother's own sounds and hobbies masking Leo's, but the cat -- the cat would always know. And Mikey might miss out on the unseen, but he doted on that animal, and he'd become uncanilly attuned to its moods. Michelangelo knew daydreams from reality, and the difference between the normal sounds of the lair against soft breathing from far away.

Alone in meditation, Leonardo didn't hear the odd sounds around him at first. He opened his eyes slowly and the first thing he saw was Mikey's grin.

The second thing he saw was Donatello's--he reacted, scrambling backwards, only to collide with the bulk of Raphael.

"You ain't the only one who likes to watch Leo."

"But watching's not what we've got in mind, bro," Mikey said with a wicked grin.

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