"Mm, you'll survive being a little sweaty, you prince," Rey says with a fond laugh, leaning in to shove her nose behind one of his ears. "Besides, I like the way you smell."
They stay like that until he starts to soften inside of her, and she climbs off of him with trembling legs, frowning slightly at the loss of him. She feels a trickle of fluid along the crease of her thigh and somehow still possesses the ability to blush a little, even as she carefully tucks him back into his sweats.
"I do need to clean up a little," she tells him, kissing the tip of his nose before grabbing her discarded underwear and wobbling towards the bathroom. The mess between her legs isn't nearly as appealing when she isn't in his arms, and her nose wrinkles as she uses the last of the toilet paper roll to clean up. Ducking down, she opens the cabinet under the sink to grab another and her eyes fall on the box of tampons sitting there next to them.
The tampons for her monthly bleed. That she finished a week ago. Because her body is full of reproductive parts.
Rey's whole body flushes as her stomach sinks, and she presses her forehead to the cool wood of the cabinet for a moment before forcing herself to stand. She pulls on her underwear and breathes, trying not to panic, though her stomach is twisted in knots.
"Ben?" She stops at the end of the hall, biting her lip as she links her fingers together nervously. "I think we might have forgotten something. Last night. And-- and twice today."
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They stay like that until he starts to soften inside of her, and she climbs off of him with trembling legs, frowning slightly at the loss of him. She feels a trickle of fluid along the crease of her thigh and somehow still possesses the ability to blush a little, even as she carefully tucks him back into his sweats.
"I do need to clean up a little," she tells him, kissing the tip of his nose before grabbing her discarded underwear and wobbling towards the bathroom. The mess between her legs isn't nearly as appealing when she isn't in his arms, and her nose wrinkles as she uses the last of the toilet paper roll to clean up. Ducking down, she opens the cabinet under the sink to grab another and her eyes fall on the box of tampons sitting there next to them.
The tampons for her monthly bleed. That she finished a week ago. Because her body is full of reproductive parts.
Rey's whole body flushes as her stomach sinks, and she presses her forehead to the cool wood of the cabinet for a moment before forcing herself to stand. She pulls on her underwear and breathes, trying not to panic, though her stomach is twisted in knots.
"Ben?" She stops at the end of the hall, biting her lip as she links her fingers together nervously. "I think we might have forgotten something. Last night. And-- and twice today."