Period Sex - Outcome 3
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Kinktober prompt - Day 29 - Period sex
Outcome 3 x Reader
He can hear the running water when he steps into your apartment, he smiles and goes to join you but the sight is definitely not what he expected. You are sitting on the floor of the shower, getting drained in water while a reddish coloured stream leaks from below you. His heart stops for a moment when you don’t even move from your position, hugging your legs to yourself and resting your forehead on your knees.
When you notice your lover is there you look up at him as he steps into the way of the water and takes your head between his hands.
“Are you ok?” His question is so gentle you could cry from that alone, you realise you have scared him and you try to ease that frown away from the face of your grumpy angel.
“I’ll be fine, it only hurts for now and it’s just gross.” It doesn’t happen too often that you get your period now, not since your injury, but it’s always the worst during the first day and the bleeding is the worst then too. He knows, but he has never witnessed it like this before.
You expect him to smile at least a little at your comment, he always does whenever you make your nose wrinkle like that, but he is still frowning as he stands up and starts to strip his now wet clothes.
“What are you doing?” You look at him with wide eyes while he quickly gets rid of all his clothes and starts to pump himself to quickly get hard. He only looks at you with raised eyebrows, not looking away from your face when he gets a condom out of one of his pockets and ripps the package with his teeth
“Taking care of you. Isn’t an orgasm or two supposed to help?” He says with a smirk as he bends down to you and reaches out to hold you by your waist when he pulls you up. He keeps you steady until you wrap your arms around his neck, he rips open the package and puts on the condom while you watch him.
“But… the blood…” You look at him like he lost it, which makes him chuckle.
“Honey, if you think I’m scared of a little blood, you haven’t been paying attention.” You narrow your eyes at his mocking and stick your tongue out at him. He moves quicker than you can react and catches the tip of your tongue with his teeth. Your eyes widen at him before you grab his hair and tug it to distract him and he lets go.
He smiles at you and nuzzles your nose with his and you are unable to hide your own smile, you love it when he lets out this playful side of his that has been buried under the perfect soldier facade he puts on for everyone else.
Reaching down to play with your clit, he wants to make sure you are ready to take him. He palms you and while his thumb still circles your bundle he pushes in two fingers, immediately stretching you out. He moves quicker than usual, with the persistent pain of your cramps and your sensitive walls you don’t really feel the burning of his action would usually elicit. When he has you moaning loud enough he pulls out his fingers and holds them under the water to wash the blood off, then he turns you so your back is flush against his chest and he starts to push his tip to your soaked pussy.
He slides into you so slowly you almost faint because you didn’t realise you were holding your breath that entire time. When his almost all the way in you gasp and your knees buckle, forcing you to sink on him even lower and he hits your cervix and you can’t help but let out a whimpering cry.
His left arm circles around you, forearm under your breast as his palm envelops your right one, fingers playing with your nipple, while his right hand finds your clit again and rolls it in sync with his movements on your nipple.
Having your caged to his form he steps back under the spray of water so you wouldn’t get cold, being closer to the wall you put your right hand on the cold tiles and push against him, grabbing his left arm with yours.
With three experimental thrusts he finds the right angle, hitting all the spots inside you that has you truly whimpering now. His pace getting more and more punishing with your loud reactions. The relentless attention of his fingers and his precise nudging in you has you coming in no time.
He doesn’t stop though, he keeps fucking you as the water gets more red with your release and he keeps going until he has you coming again.
“Come for me. I want to feel it.” You beg him when still riding the residue of your second orgasm.
“I can keep going.” He offers breathlessly.
You turn your head and kiss him, then look into his eyes as you repeat your plea. “Come for me.”
He does as you asked and in a few more frantic snaps you can feel him twitching as he groans with his eyes closed. You get another kiss before he pulls away and gets rid of the condom.
You pull him back to yourself for another, longer kiss. “Thank you.”
“Feeling better?” He mumbles against your lips, stealing a last kiss.
“Much better. Let’s wash up and get something to eat, I’m starting to get dizzy.” He places a kiss on your neck as he hugs you before he starts to clean you up with lazy caresses. You spend the next few days doing nothing but fucking and cuddling and you love every moment of it.