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- He’d be confused. Would it hurt to have sex when you’re bleeding? It wouldn’t? It’d actually help you? Then why weren’t you in bed yet!? You’d already explained menstruation to your inquisitive mate, yet perhaps he was missing something. Why else would you refuse intimacy?
- What? You think a little blood would bother him? This is a creature that spent most of his youth bathed in the blood of his victims. If anything, your blood would act as evidence of your fertility–and reminding a Yautja male that his female is fertile? Instant boner. Sly by nature, your mate would easily persuade you to start with cuddling, which would turn to kissing…then to groping…then to fingering…and finally to sex.
- He’d seduce you. Having a strong sense of smell, he’s learned what arouses you. Seeing him polishing those deadly weapons of his? How about petting your hair? Yautja males are, after all, genetically hardwired to seduce their tough females.
- He’d be your personal vibrator. Have I mentioned that yautja purr? Yes? Well, anyone who’s pet a cat mid-purr knows that purring = vibrations. Vibrations…lead to fun times when they’re coming from your big male.
WARNING: Possibly gross to some readers…
- He’d clean you up afterward. Partially with his tongue if you’ll let him. While yautja usually cook their meat, he can’t deny the tastiness of your blood. (I know, gross…but he doesn’t see it that way.) Afterwards, he’d carry you to the massive walk-in bath for a healing soak.
- He’d look forward to period sex. All that blood is…primal. After all, traditional yautja mating usually involves blood. Blood without harming you? Sei-i (yes).
Note: During typical mating, both partners are fighting for dominance. Thus making bites and scratches inevitable. In fact, many males like to flaunt their ‘battle scars’ to other males (without revealing the female’s identity, as doing so is not only greatlydishonorable, but likely to result in death via an irate female).