Info - period sex, embarrassment, blood, comfort
"I looooove you," I said. I moved closer to him and nuzzled my face into his neck. I couldn't understand why I felt so clingy. I genuinely felt like a puppy who was missing its owner, and he was right beside me.
I'd been all over him today. I'd hugged his waist the whole time he made dinner. I had kissed his neck and rubbed his back while he studied a script. I'd clung to him like a space heater.
"Baby, do you want to have sex?" Timothée asked with a chuckle.
"Oh, that would be lovely," I sighed. He laid me down and massaged my breasts lazily.
"I would've offered sooner, but you said your stomach hurt," he said apologetically.
"It does, but I want you bunny," I said, using the pet name I only called him when we were alone. His nose crinkled with a grin.
He slowly sheathed himself inside me. I moaned as he stretched me out. He assumed what he knew was my favourite position. He took my hands and raised the union above our heads. He looked deep into my eyes as he slammed home again and again.
"Mmm, ohhhh, gooo, ohhh!" I cried out desperately as slapping sounds of skin filled the room.
"Keep looking at me baby girl, you can do it," he said gently as my eyes began to roll back from pleasure.
"Feels s'good," I whined. I loved the feeling of his skin on mine, being possessed by his body. It was such an intimate thing when his length slid inside me, completely filling me up. I was as close to him as I could be.
"Yeah baby, you're so tight for me. You're the best feeling," he crooned. He looked happy and warm and love struck.
"I'm close," I gasped. It hasn't taken me long to get to my climax. I was desperate to squeeze his cock.
"Yeah baby, come for me," he urged me. I arched my back and fell apart in a wonderful shower of sparks. I was crying out for him.
"That's my girl, oh fuck, I'm gonna cum," he groaned. He was pulling out to cum on my tummy. I wasn't on birth control and we both hated condoms.
I was enjoying the feeling until I saw his cock. I gasped. He was lost in the feeling. His eyes were squeezed shut as he pumped his dick. I began to cry as his semen poured on my stomach.
His eyes whipped open. He looked horrified.
"What happened, oh baby are you okay? I didn't hear you say your safe word, did I miss it?" He asked worriedly.
"Look at your cock," I sobbed.
"Huh?" He asked.
"Look," I cried. He looked down to see he was bloody.
"My period," I bawled. His face softened. He grabbed a tissue box and cleaned his hand and then held me close.
"Don't touch me I'm disgusting," I sniffled.
"No, it's natural, you didn't even know you were on your period," he soothed me.
"I'm so weird."
"No baby," he said gently. He kissed my temple and rocked me.
"I'm not disgusted and I'm not mad," he told me.
"You aren't?" I asked weakly.
"No, it's natural angel. Don't be worried I'll look at you any different. Don't be embarrassed Mon amour."
"Timothée, you're so sweet," I said in a tiny voice and snuggled closer. We'd get cleaned up in a second but I had to be near him right now.
