//Random Smut Scenes//

Bathing In Love

Olivia's period is debilitating her, and when her boyfriend Ezra gets home and tries to ease her pain, she realises she has a new symptom: horniness... and when Ezra realises this too, he insists on helping her...

TW:
This story contains multiple orgasms, mentions of blood and periods, etc.
Read at own discretion...

I groaned, holding my stomach as I lay curled up on my bed, blanket thrown over my head. I heard a soft knock at the door, groaning again.

"Hey, you okay?" a soft voice asked, a hand meeting my shoulder over the blanket. I shifting, curling tighter into a ball.

The person slowly lifted the edge of the blanket, looking down at me with concern woven into his features.

"Ezra," I whimpered, biting my lip as another wave of pain wracked my body.

He slowly sat down next to me, careful not to disturb me. He slid his hand in underneath mine, his fingers crawling in underneath my shirt. The warmth of his touch soothed me. I gripped his wrist tightly, hoping he wouldn't move until my pain went away.

"Can I get you some painkillers? And maybe run you a bath?"

I moaned in pain, shaking my head. A wave of nausea settled in the back of my throat. I slowly sat up, holding the dustbin I had set up next to the bed closer until the feeling passed.

"You don't have to. It's just my period. I can do it myself."

"You can't seriously think I'm gonna let you do anything, right? You are debilitated by pain right now."

He scooted closer to me, turning my head so our gazes met. He gently kissed me before shifting me onto his lap, cradling me in his arms. His touch seemed to pacify me, making the pain slightly more bearable.

"Please, let me help you."

"Fine," I whispered into his neck, clinging to him.

He seemed to catch on that I didn't want to move. So instead, he just wrapped my legs around his waist before picking me up and taking me with him. He sat me on the counter and watched me as I drank the painkillers, making me drink some water too before picking me up again and taking me to the bathroom. He closed the toilet's lid, gently setting me down on it before turning on the tap, letting the hot water flow into the bathtub and the room fill with steam. Once the tub was full, he threw in some scented bath salts before coming over to me again. He slowly started undressing me, careful not to hurt me. I had never felt more loved and cared for.

He helped me into the water before getting undressed himself. I looked up at him, confused. But he just smiled at me. He slipped in behind me, legs on either side of me as he pulled me to lie back, his warm chest pressed to my back. Then he tucked my head underneath his chin, his hands finding my abdomen. His thumbs gently brushed along my skin, soothing me. I would have fallen asleep if I hadn't become so acutely aware of the fact that I was naked. And he was naked. And I was extremely horny.

My body kept tensing up as I thought of all the things I wanted him to do to me. I hoped he wouldn't notice, but as soon as his grip on me tightened, I knew he knew.

"Hey, what's going on? Are you feeling worse?"

"No, I..."

I bit my lip, trying to force down the heat between my legs and the thoughts in my head. When I didn't answer him, he let go of me, turning me slightly so he could see my face. He gently cupped my cheek, which was just about the worst thing he could have done, because it made me shiver. Thankfully he didn't seem to catch on, looking at me worriedly.