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- He’d freak out. Walking into your living quarters, the scent of blood would immediately hit him. *Sniffs the air.* The moment he realizes its yours, he will be barging into the bathroom. Don’t try to hide–he’s be in no mood for coaxing. Finding you curled in on yourself, face pale from blood loss and pain, his body would freeze.
- Literally no words. He may be a brave and worthy male–an elite, but he’s never known this kind of fear. Seeing you crumpled on the ground? Instinct Override. Never had he moved so quickly. One minute he’s scooping you into his arms, the next you’re in the medical center. He’d be sprinting through the ship.
- Your attempts to calm him down wouldn’t be overly effective. Every month? You mean to tell him this is a regular occurrence? For how long? If you thought he despised human medicine before, just wait until he hears your answers.
- He’d demand a cure. No debates. (If pushed, he will be threatening some oomanologists.) Still, there’s no rushing science. While a final treatment would arise, you’d be given yautja level Vicodin until then.
- He’d have the patience of a saint. Does your loopy self crave cuddles? Purring with a suppressed sense of pleasure (even drugged, you still wanted him close), he’ll tuck you into his protective embrace. Laying a heavy hand over your womb, its unnatural warmth would surpass even the most expensive heating pads.
- He’d be extra protective for weeks afterward. Are you alright, Little Blade? Do you need anything? If you call for him, he’ll drop everything and rush to your side. While it’d be adorably endearing at first, you’d worry about him.
This is likely what’d spark him getting you a hunting puppy. He never wants to find you in such pain again. Part of what haunts him about that memory is knowing you’d been alone. When the puppy’s older, it would protect you in his place whenever he’s away. (And as explained in Having a Yautja Hunting Hound, you’d have zero complaints…seriously, they be too cute.)
In regards to your question about Yautja females…
- Nope, they don’t. If they did, it would be a big deal since yautja culture is a matriarchy. My understanding is that since they have a lifespan of possibly thousands of years, females go into heat (are fertile) much less frequently.
- Also, Yautja reproductive cycles are different from humans. Mainly, when a female is in heat, should she chooses the sex route, she’s getting pregnant. (She’ll literally pin the male down and ride him until they succeed.) That being said, the sexes don’t interact nearly as much as humans. If females do have cramps, they’d keep it secret. Either way, I can guarantee they’ve developed medicines to either induce or inhibit a female’s heat. (Because it’s just inconvenient most of the time.)
- Yautja female: aroused during times of fertility (which is called heat). During their heat, they’ll choose a worthy male to sire sucklings. The male must overpower her, proving his genes worthy. It is essentially sexy wrestling. Biting and snarls are very much included.
- Human female: has monthly peaks in fertility, but can get pregnant outside of those times, as well. Arousal is controlled more by the mind, as opposed to hormones. A female can become aroused at any time. (This is why your mate is so insatiable…because the scent of a male’s female in heat automatically sends his brain into sex-mode.)