Enticing

Tampons and Awkward Situations

Hello!!
How is everyone? Good I hope, enjoy number 6!
~Lucah

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Previously on Enticing:

"Well than the answer to your question is..." he snuggled closer to me, tightening his grip, "I'm cuddling you until we both fall asleep."

I keep quiet after that, maybe this guy really wouldn't be that bad. Maybe it was just a rocky start and it would be okay from here. Flea. What an unsual name.

"Goodnight, Kelby."

At first, it worried me about how he knew my name. Im sure hadn't told him what it was, but right now, I just wanted some sleep.

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Fleas point of view

I woke up to the bright light shining from the window. The blackout curtains did a fairly good job...if they were spread out evenly. I groaned and pushed my face into my pillow. I soon realized my bed mate was absent from the bed when I reached an arm over to feel for her.

I shot up to see if she was somewhere else in the room. My eyes wandered around. That little shit better not have ran...

My eyes landed on the bathroom door, and the door was closed and light peaked out from the bottom. I let out a breath i'd been holding and stood up from the bed. Only in m y boxers I walked over to the door and pressed my ear against it.

"Sweet heart? Are you in there?" I asked wearily. I heard shuffling and she was silent for a moment.

"Eh-...um yeah. Yeah I'm just gonna be a moment..." she said. I could tell she was embarrassed by the tone of voice she used. A grin stretched my face and I leaned on the wall.

"Is everything okay?"

"Uhm...no...not exactly."

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"Fuck..."

I had no idea what to get. I probably should have asked...how stupid of me. Here I was at the dollar store in 'lady section' looking for this girl some...shit. pads. tampons. Whatever.

Think like a girl....

If I were a girl and I wore a pad...no. ew. I'd just be sitting in my blood all day. I can't even think about that. Its utterly disgusting.

I looked to the tampons and grabbed the smallest size they had. I assuming this girl was a virgin, plus she wasn't a very big girl by all means.

I went to the register and handed the lady a five dollar bill. She was an older lady. Her skin was an olive color and she had dark bushy eye brows. Her black hair was pulled into a bun and her brown eyes were dull.

She rang the box of tampons up put the five in the register. Before she could take out any change I said, "oh no. Just keep the change."

She lifted her eye brow at him, "oh sir, you're so kind." She said sarcastically. Her voice was so monotoned and he suddenly wished he would have taken the change. Or the whole damn register for that matter. 

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"Here. Is this okay?" I asked as I tossed her the box as I dropped into the driver seat. She grabbed it up and read it. Then she snapped her head to look at me.

"I don't use tampons. I use pads."

I look over at her with an annoyed expression on my face. "Well today your using tampons. Because I'm not fucking going back in there."

She let's out a huff as I start the car. I honestly couldn't care any less what she uses. She's using whatever is convenient for me right now.

But how could I have not been ready for this? I went to highschool, not long but I did, and I learned about a woman's "cycle". I guess it just had slipped my mind.

"Thanks for nothing." She muttered looking out the window as the outside world passed by. I rolled my eyes letting out a huff.

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"I can't do this! I've never used a tampon before!" She yelled from in the bathroom. As of now, she was in there, trying to get one of those things up in there. I was outside the door, listening to her bitching because she insisted that I stayed there.

"How the fuck am I suppose to help you!? I'm just as clueless as you, if not more!" I screamed back.

It was silent for a moment then a aggravated groan erupted.

"It hurts!"

I remained quiet.

"I don't think its in right..."

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"Is it suppose to hurt once its in?" She asks. I look at the door with a blank face. Did she really just ask me that?

"How the hell am I suppose to know?" I ask throwing my hands up. I shake my head.

"Look, maybe I can loosen you up a bit," I say suggestively, "if you know what I mean." I can hear her let out a quick huff at my words.

"Go fuck yourself, flea bag." I smirk at the new nickname. Like I haven't heard that one.

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Hello!

I've made a new story called "the mute boy". It is a fanfiction, my first one actually. The ship is lashton so if you are a 5sos fan, you should go check it out soon! I'm working on the first chapter.