Life with Loki - short stories

Cramps & Unmovable Love *

Summary: You and Loki take another step, together, in your beautiful relationship.
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Warnings: Menstruation Kink, Period Sex, Praise Kink, Safe Kink, Blood Kink, Shower Sex, Fluffy Smut
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"Loki, honey? Can we talk?". You had no idea why you were so nervous to talk to him about this. Your lover, your partner – you knew he had wanted this for quite some time. Every time these cluster of days had arrived the past few months, he had near begged for you to share this part of yourself with him, but he had stopped talking about it, he stopped sharing this desire with you as he knew you weren't so sure.

You were a very clean person, you didn't like mess or anything out of place and he knew this was a big contributing factor for you. He respected your choice. You had shared your worries about making a 'mess' -making a mess of him- you were worried it would in fact turn him off of you. Loki had protested your worries with nothing but love and truth, the truth of his desire to see it, to feel it, to even taste it if you would permit the action.

He wanted nothing more than for you to feel complete comfort with him at all times, to bare this sacred part of yourself to him. For  you were his goddess; his person, and he loved you more than he could ever prove by words or actions.

His love for you was indescribable. His love for you was infinite. You were the centre of his universe, of his realm. You were his heart. His Queen.

"Of course my darling. Come here". He extended his arm towards you, inviting you to his lap. You moved yourself from the lounge doorway of yours and Loki's apartment, taking your rightful place and burying yourself within his lap. His weighted arms that oozed protection for his only love wrapped themselves around your waist. You were safe. "What is on that enchanting mind of yours, my sweet girl".

His thumb slowly, so carefully, ran across your jaw as his fingers cupped your cheek. His eyes roamed your face with nothing but patience and love. You placed your hand on the back of his, slightly moving to lay kisses to his palm before you nestled into his neck, where you stayed quiet, until he spoke.

"You're in discomfort aren't you darling? You're uncomfortable somewhere?". You felt his body tense against yours as his tone filled with worry. Loki had never been able to handle seeing you in pain, emotional or physical. Every tear, every flicker of pain that you experienced would rip  through his stomach. The sharpest dagger ripping his insides. Consensual, fun pain was a different subject, of course...

"Well about that.. I got my period this morning".

"Oh darling. Let me go make you some tea and get you some chocolate. I'll heat your heating pack". His hand went to gently move you off of his lap, which was not ok. No. You needed to be with him, on him, anything – you just needed him at this exact moment.

And you wanted him to have you.

All of you.

"No, don't leave Loke – I mean thank you, those things will help but I just need to talk to you about something first. Please don't move me from you". Loki absolutely cherished how clingy you became when you were menstruating. Those three to four days of the month were the only days where you would let him nurture you without hesitation.

You were a strong one. Such an independent woman. And as Loki had got to know you more when you were first dating, he had soon learnt that you were like that out of need, not choice. You had needed to raise yourself from such a young age. Your mother had been there physically but failed to be present emotionally, your father absent.