Dedicated to: MargaretXBecky
🚨🚨🚨Warning: Period sex, mentioned of blood.🚨🚨🚨
Rebecca woke up with a sharp pain in her lower abdomen. She stood up quicky and made her way toward the bathroom, attached to their bedroom. Colby felt her moving and followed her, but she shut the door infront of him. He grabbed his phone and made some calculations... it was this time of the month. Inside of the bathroom Becky changed her clothes. She opened the door a few minutes later and Colby was waiting for her walking back and forth anxiously. She walked passed him and slipped under the covers again. She was trembling and lightheaded. He sat beside her and kissed her forhead.

"I hate to see you in pain, honey."

"I know...but you heard the doctor." Last month wasn't better for Rebecca. And when she made an appointment with her gynecologist, telling all about her symptoms and pains, the most probable cause was hormonal imbalance. It was caused by herself because she had stopped taking her birth control pills.

"But this didn't make the things easier." His fingertips touched her hair gently. "I will go and make a breakfast." He tried to stand up but she caught him by him arm.

"Please, stay a little bit."

"Of course love." He laid beside her and she cuddled by his side. When he felt her relax a little bit, he kissed her temple and slipped out of the bed.

***

He came back with a tray in his hands. He placed it on the nightstand and knelt down to the bed.

"Are you feeling better, sweetheart."

"Yeah..." she noded. He stroked her face.

"You have to eat something. I brought you your favourite Peach Cobler." She looked up at him with sparkles in her eyes.

"Really?"

"Yes, let me help you." He helped her to sit up and brabbed the bowl. He took the spoon and began to feed her.

"I'm so happy to have you." She smiled at him.

"I'm the luckiest man alive."

After she was ready with the breakfast they decided to watch something. Carefully he crawled under the blanket behind her so she could still see the TV.

"Where does it hurt?" he asked, his voice close to her ear and so, so gentle.

"Everywhere." She thought for a second. That's actually not true, and she didn't want to make him worry more than necessary. "No, but almost everywhere. My stomach cramps are terrible. And my lower back hurts. And my knees. And my breasts. And my vulva."

"Oh my." he whispered and kissed the back of her head. "Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?"

"Just hold me."

Without another word he wrapped his strong arms around her.

She didn't realize she fell asleep.

When she opened her eyes again her labia feel like they are swollen, the pressure painful. Colby's cheek rested against the back of her head and his arm was still wrapped around her, so she was careful when she slipped her fingers into her panties. Applying soft pressure on her clitoris distracted her a little from the pain.

"Hey." Colby's voice sounded a little raspy.

"Did I wake you up?" He must have noticed her move. Has he been awake the whole time she was dozing? Maybe he was aware of how she touches herself. If so he didn't give it away.

"No."

"Did you do something?" she murmured, rubbing her clit slowly.

"Just took the shirt off, it got uncomfortable. How do you feel?"

"Could be better." She sighed. "Could be worse."

"I'm going to check on Kevin. Do you want something?" she shook her head.

Colby got up, but not before placing a sweet kiss on her ear. "I'll be right back."

Her right hand softly rubbed her clitoris while she waited for him to go back again. He came back shortly after, closing the door behind him.

"I brought your hair brush. I can comb your hair for you, so it doesn't tangle so much, if you like."

She noded and let him. There was silence for long minutes. It was so peaceful and intimate that she almost dozed off again, playful tugs on her scalp.

"Okay, I'm ready." he put away the hairbrush and laid down close to her. "Thank you."

She got comfortable and closed her eyes. His hand was on her shoulder, stroking gently, and she relaxed. After a few moments his fingers brushed against her boob ever so slightly.

"Is that okay?" His voice was a mere whisper against her neck.

"Yes." His hand cups her right breast, applying soft pressure, making her sigh. "It's nice."

"It doesn't hurt?"

She shook her head. In her panties her fingertips ran over her aching labia, back and forth.

"You feel so good."

She didn't answer, not with words. Just a tiny whimper in the back of her throat. It was enough though, he knew her that well. His hand was tenderly massaging her boob, making the hardening nipple rubbed against his smooth palm, and her fingertips playing with her clit. She stretched her fingers lower when there's a prickling sensation in her labia.

"I'm so wet." she whispers, self-conscious.

"Can I touch you there?"

She wanted to blurt out a No, but she bites her lip. She was never being touch by a man during her period. And it made her feel a little embarrassed.

"It's dirty." Her finger is trapped between her vulva and the sanitary pad, covered in slick. "It's very dirty."

Just like hers his hand stopped moving. Then he shifted behind her, lifting his head so he could look at her. "What are you talking about?"

"The blood. It doesn't stop bleeding, even when I am aroused."

"I know that. But that's not a problem. It's only blood."

With a groan she hides her face in the pillow. "You think so?"

"Of course I do. You're aroused and heaven knows I'm too. Blood or not, if I can make you feel a little better, I want to do it." He inhaled deeply. "I want to look after you, Bex. If you let me."

He knew exactly how to make her heart melt. She flipped over andpressed her face into the pillow, pulling her hand out from her panties to grab his and directed it between her legs. He moaned softly into her hair when his fingers touch her wet slit. First he was gentle, touching her vaguely. Soft strokes up and down along her folds before he settled for teasing her clitoris.

"Does that feel nice?"

She noded vigorously against the pillow. Every time he completed one tiny circular motion her toes twitched from the jolt it sent through her. Her stomach and breasts and lower back and knees still hurt, but with how good he was to her she couldn't focus on the pain. Moaning with clenched teeth she pulled her knees up and sticked her butt out in his direction, trapping his hand between her thighs. A soft kiss landed on her neck. "You feel so good." And as he said that, he pushed one dainty middle finger between her labia.

It was so wet there, a mixture of blood and slick, but mostly the latter she guessed. It didn't matter anyway with her sanitary pad. How he was not disgusted with it was beyond her but she didn't have the nerve to think about it anyway, because he doesn't waste time and started rubbing into her hole.

"Uh-" she moaned into the pillow, bit her lower lip, but let go immediately again because he pressed his rock hard cock against her backside carefully and makes her gasp. He didn't lie when he said he was aroused too. It felt amazing. It was foolish, but she wished he'd push it into her, no matter the blood and her aching vulva. It would feel so good.

Carefully he pushed his index finger in as well, rutting against her subtly, then fingering her like he has so many times before, but this time it's special. This time it feels like he takes away all the shame that she felt earlier, tenderly, one soft push at a time. He loves her, he really does. Maybe it was a weird situation to realize, but it made her so happy.

"I wish you could fuck me." she confessed against the fabric.

"Please let me." was his answer. How sweet his voice sounded when it was deep and strained from arousal.

"I can't." she whines back at him. "We'll ruin the sheets. Remember they are gift from your mother."

For a second he froze, then moaned. "Can't we use the towel? If I spread the towel under your lower body..."

She thought about it, but only for half a second. "Please, yes, please." A moan escaped her throat when he pulled his fingers out carefully.

He sat up and grabbed the towel from the bedpost where he had hung it, then placed it on the mattress, wiping the slick from his fingers in the process. "Lift your hip up a little?"

The terrycloth was a little moist, but she didn't care. Not when he, without a second's hesitation, pulled the panties down her legs, all with soaked sanitary pad.

Despite everything she felt a little embarrassed and hides her face in the pillow again, rolling almost completely onto her stomach. His moan made her feel better though. So did the sound of his zipper.

With warm hands he spread her legs a little. The mattress dipped the slightest when he placed one hand next to her shoulder. "Becky..." he gasps and pushes inside her. He brought his hand to the back of her head and stroked her hair.

"Is this okay?"

She noded. It felt so good. "Colby!" she begged into her pillow, and he understood.

His thrusts were slow but deep. This was new for both of them, and she can tell he was very careful. But it still felt awesome, especially when he went down on his elbows and hid his face against her nape, panting into her moist hair.

And then, when he started thrusting just a little faster, he reached around and slipped his hand between her body and the towel, deeper, until his finger brushed against her clit again. Maybe it was because she was emotional from the beginning. Or maybe because of the hormones. But just a few rubs were enough to made her see stars, moan into the blanket and clenched around him so hard she could feel him spurted his seed into her a second later. It only made her clench harder around him, causing him to helplessly whined and after a moment collapsed on top of her.

His hand was still between her legs, and she sneaked her own down there too. It was warm and slippery down here from all kinds of fluids, but she couldn't think it was disgusting or filthy anymore. Not when his dick softened, slipping out of her and he sighed against her back so contently.

"Colby..." she whispered, turning her head so she was not muffled by the pillow anymore.

"Hm..."

"I love you."

"I love you too, baby. Better?" he whispered.

"Mmm. A little." She sighed. "God, guess we both need to clean up..."

"Let's go shower." he said and pulled her up with him and they both walked into the bathroom to clean up.

Once they finished their shower, they headed back to bed, and Becky curled up next to Colby. "Thanks." she whispered.

He stroked his hand over her hair, down her cheek. "Just hope that helped."

"Even if it didn't, it felt good." She kissed the base of his neck. "You're a really sweet guy, Colby. I couldn't have picked a better man to share my bed." She kissed him again. "

He smiled. "I love you so much," he murmured. "And I hope you're feeling better tomorrow."

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Hi lovelies, I've tried something really different. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. It was my very hard to write chapter. I'm waiting for opinions and recommendations in comments. If you like the chapter please voted.
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