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Rumi filled up a glass of water, and made her way over to their youngest member’s bedroom with another round of pain meds. Poor Zoey always got the short end of the stick when it came to period cramps. She'd been tucked away in her room since early morning, curled up with her stuffed animals, and a heat pad.
Normally, Mira was the one that primarily looked after Zoey during these times of menstrual sorrow. Not that Rumi didn't want to help her girlfriend in her time of need, it's just that Mira took care of Zoey the best. She wasn't sure how, all she knew was that Mira would send Rumi to go pick up some food for them and by the time she got back, Zoey would be starting to feel a little better. It also was kind of nice that Mira took the lead, because Rumi noticed a side effect of her new demon powers. It was an enhanced smell, and the smell of blood could be very overwhelming at times.
Not in an off putting way though, if anything it was the opposite. In the, ‘deep hunger in the pit of her stomach’ kind of way. There was a time when she and Mira had been sparring, and she accidentally nicked Mira's shoulder with her Sain-geom. She brushed it off easily and continued their fight, but Rumi became sloppy and sluggish. It embarrasses her to remember the way she got pinned by Mira. All Rumi could do was pant under her taller girlfriend as some of her blood dripped onto her cheek. It did not go unnoticed by Mira either and she was teased about it for two weeks straight.
Unfortunately, their pink haired pop-star was out at a photoshoot for the next hour or two, so it was just her and Zoey in the penthouse tonight.
Rumi was determined to help her girlfriend feel better in any way she could. She'd been doing research on painful periods for this very moment. She found some helpful tips and then some more... questionable ones. But nonetheless, she was determined to make her girlfriend feel better! She softly knocked on the door with peace offerings in hand, "Hey Zoey, I brought you more medicine." She hears a grumbled noise that she assumes means to enter.
When she opens the door she sees Zoey, still laying in the same position she left her in a few hours ago. She also is immediately hit with the smell of copper, but tries to push down the feeling pitting in her stomach. "Hey Zo, still hurting?" Zoey groaned, turning her face further into her pillows. Rumi set the glass down on the younger woman's nightstand, and gently sat on the edge of the bed. "Here take this, it'll help." The small raven haired woman reluctantly sits up and reaches for the pills. It's almost off putting to see her looking so poorly. Usually, Zoey was the heart of their team, always peppy and cheering everyone else up. She must hate being the one being taken care of this time. "I can order some chocolate and other snacks if you want?"
"Thank you." Zoey sighs, after drinking down some of the water. She shakes her head, and smiles weakly. "No, that's okay. I'm sorry you have to keep checking on me."
"Not at all. I know Mira is usually the one helping you during your period. I'm sorry if I'm not living up to that."
"What!? No!" Zoey shot up and looked at her with conviction, "Rumi, you're doing amazing. You don't need to be Mira to take care of me! I-" She grips her stomach suddenly and doubles over with a groan.
Rumi jumps up quickly, ready to leap into action in any way she can, "Are you okay? Can I do anything to-" Zoey just holds up her hand.
"No, you're fine! Sorry." She gasps, "S'just a bad cramp. It'll pass." They sit in silence for a moment, just tiny huffs of effort can be heard as Zoey tries to focus on the pain.
Rumi was trying not to think about how fast her heart was beating, the smell of blood in the air was starting to get overwhelming. She subtly licked her lips, feeling her fangs just slightly poking into her sharper than normal. She immediately, mentally reprimanded herself. ‘Stop that! She’s in pain and you’re being such a demon freak right now!’ She tried to distract herself by rubbing Zoey’s lower back.
Finally, she sighs as it subsides. "Sorry."
Rumi sits back on the edge of the bed and Zoey rests her head on her shoulder. Rumi naturally moves to softly caress her cheek. "I know I don't need to be Mira... But, I want to help you feel better.” Zoey feels her heart clench at the way Rumi’s words felt so tender and real. “What does Mira usually do to help you when it gets this bad?"
Zoey's cheeks flush, and Rumi raises a curious eyebrow. "It's kind of embarrassing." She mumbles as her fingers play with the drawstring of her sweatpants. Rumi doesn't say anything, she just waits expectantly for an answer, much to Zoey's dismay. "She um- She kind of... Well sometimes she-" Rumi stares at her for a moment longer before it starts to click. She starts to catch on, as to why Zoey struggles to get the words out. Recognizes the way she awkwardly tugs at her sweat’s strings. She’s seen it only a few times when she wants to ask for-
"Wait. Does she send me to get food so that you two can-!" A small hand covers her mouth before she can finish her sentence.
"Listen! Okay? I get really worked up around this time of the month! I don't know why, but my hormones are everywhere and it makes me really horny okay?" Her face is bright red now, and she avoids eye contact entirely. "Mira usually uses her," She makes a gesture with her hands, "Strap… on me since I find it icky to touch myself during all this." She admits it all in such a hurry that Rumi has to collect her thoughts as it all hits her. The silence must have stretched on too long, because she hears the hint of self-consciousness in Zoey’s tone when she says, "You must think I'm gross..."
Rumi's eyes soften and she grabs Zoey's chin to make her look at her. "Baby, you're not gross. We all get periods."
"No, I know that, but it's gross that I ask her to do that to me while I'm on my period." Zoey's face contorts in a mix of discomfort and shame. It breaks Rumi’s heart. She knows what that feels like. To feel deep shame for something you can’t even help.
Rumi pulls her smaller girlfriend to her chest in a hug. "Zoey, it's not gross. You are not gross. I hate that you felt like you couldn't come to me about all of this."
Zoey tries to hide the tears that prick at the corners of her eyes. She speaks softly and slowly, "I don't know why. I just get really embarrassed about it." They sit there for a moment just enjoying each other's closeness, before Zoey says something almost too quietly for Rumi to hear, "Rumi, your heart is beating like… Crazy fast."
Now it was Rumi's turn to blush. She didn't know how to tell Zoey that the smell of her blood was awakening that demon side of her. That it was starting to make her brain melt and a mild heat pool under her naval. She also, wasn't sure how to admit that, having sex with someone on their period was already something she had researched earlier and considered *heavily*, since it helped with cramping. "Well actually," She started timidly as she played with the collar of her shirt, "I did some research on periods earlier, you know, to try and help."
Zoey's facial features visibly softened at Rumi's thoughtfulness. How she got so lucky as to get two wonderful, sweet, caring girlfriends she would never know. "Yeah? What did you learn?"
Rumi looked anywhere but Zoey's eyes as she spoke, "Well, like you and Mira have already been doing, I read sex often helps calm cramping down. Something about endorphins or something? I don't fully remember." She was as red as a tomato, and Zoey found it very endearing. Rumi wasn't a prude by any means, but she always found it hard to speak bluntly about things relating to sex or intercourse in general.
Actually..." Zoey raised a brow as Rumi continued, a small awkward smile stretching her pretty lips, "I heard that going down on your partner during their period is better than doing things, uh... The other way." Rumi gestured vaguely to Zoey’s lower half.
After a beat of silence, Rumi dared a glance up at Zoey who was staring at her wide eyed. "What?" Rumi was getting nervous under her gaze. She balled up her fists on her lap, "Sorry, if that's too much-"
"No I-" Zoey started. "It's just, I didn't expect you to offer that is all!" Zoey looked down and pulled the strings of her sweats again. "Isn't that kind of... I don't know, gross?"
The room stilled and Rumi choked out a nervous laugh, "Uh, yeah! Maybe that is gross! I don't know why I suggested it."
A silent, awkward tension stretched between them. Rumi started to overthink, telling herself that she should have kept that desire to herself. Her patterns flickered a dark violet shade. Of course it'd be gross for Zoey if she couldn't even handle touching herself during her period. She was stupid for even bringing it up.
"You know what, forget I said anything!" Rumi started to get up to leave, but felt a small hand wrap around her wrist.
"Do you... Want to do that Rumi?"
Rumi froze. Unsure if she should admit that, yes she would very much like to do that. She wanted to taste Zoey's blood, mixed with her arousal so badly right now she was struggling to think straight. She couldn't get the words to come out, so she just nodded her head softly, too embarrassed to face her.
She tugged Rumi's wrist until she was sitting on the bed again, "You want to eat me out?" Rumi's heart stuttered at the words. It should be a sin to sound that good saying something so simple. She nodded again.
The lavender haired leader tried to muster up some kind of courage to explain, "It's just... I think my um, demon really likes the smell of your blood." She placed her hand on Zoey's leg and noticed the way her patterned skin contrasted against Zoey's pale thigh. "I know I probably sound like a pervert, but ever since you started your period it's all that's been on my mind."
She hated admitting it. It sounded so shameful sitting in the open air that she wanted to shrivel up on the spot and disappear. On top of that, she was still trying to come to terms with her demon side. It still felt like she should be ashamed of the fact that she is the very thing they've been trained to hunt and kill, even if Zoey and Mira have reassured her that she's not like the demons that prey on the weak and innocent. She was part of those things she was taught were dirty, and evil. This whole blood sniffing "freak" thing was definitely intensifying that shame she felt. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt a hand on top of hers.
"Let's do it."
Rumi had to double take. Is that really what she thought she heard, "Huh?"
"You can eat me out. If that's something you want?" Zoey said with the softest smile. Her brows knit together with love, and understanding. She giggled, "I won't lie, I still think it's kind of weird!" She caught how her words sounded and tried to fix it, "But- No! Not because you want to do that! Just- if it's something you want to try, then I want to, too." Rumi can't believe how wonderful and kind Zoey is trying to be for her. She doesn't deserve that softness. She was dirty and wrong, but Zoey loved her in spite of that. A part of her knew that the things she was saying to herself would earn a sharp reprimand from her girlfriends, but it was something she was still trying to unlearn.
"Are you sure?" Rumi had to ask at least three more times before she believed her.
Zoey laughed, open and unguarded this time, "Yes, silly! But um... Let's start slow, okay? I still don't know if I'll like this or not."
"Oh yeah, of course! If you don't like it, I'll stop the second you tell me it's too much!"
"I know you will, love." Zoey leaned in and kissed Rumi. She immediately sighed against Rumi’s lips, melting at how soft they felt. It started soft and slow, just lips, and hands reaching out to feel and admire. The heat quickly ramped up as Zoey grabbed Rumi's sleeve and pulled her back onto the bed, leaning back so that the taller of the two had to crawl over her as they kissed. Rumi's heartrate picked up again, and she felt her nerves get to her as she realized this was really happening, but the anxiousness washed away when the rapper's arms hooked around her neck to bring her closer, deepening the kiss. Rumi loved the way Zoey fit against her. She gasped when she felt Zoey's tongue press its way into her mouth, but she didn't shy away. She took it in stride and matched her tenacity, kissing back deeper, more desperate.
Zoey shivered, feeling Rumi's hand tease under the hem of her tank top, her fingers leaving a trail of fire behind them as they slid up her toned stomach. They stopped just under her chest, brushing gently against the soft fabric there. She opened her eyes to see Rumi's half lidded ones looking at her expectantly. She hummed her approval into their kiss, and felt relief when Rumi's hand finally pushed up her sports bra and cupped around one of her small breasts. "Ah-" She gasped, trying to hold back as that patterned hand groped her and played tauntingly with her already hardening nipples. "Rumi." She sighed impatiently.
Rumi just smiled against her mouth, before placing a kiss to its corner, slowly kissing her way down to the smaller's jawline. Zoey bit her lip as she felt Rumi's small but real, fangs prick against her pulse point, "Please..." She wasn't begging so much as asking. Rumi's teeth pressed down into the flesh and Zoey couldn't hold her moan back this time. She let it spill unashamedly from her kiss-bruised lips. She wanted Rumi to hear it. She wanted it to spur her on.
At this point, Rumi was trying desperately to keep her composure. Even though she was leading this exchange, she was absolutely not the one in control. Zoey knew every little way to unravel her. From the gentle press of her fingers against her scalp, to the soft pleading, all the way to how she arched just so, so that their bodies grazed against each other almost tauntingly. She decided she'd had enough teasing and sat up to pull Zoey's tank top and bra off, throwing it somewhere behind her. Zoey's giggles put her at ease, but also made her realize that she only wanted to hear the sweet gasping of her name off that pretty tongue. She leaned back in and nipped at Zoey's collar bone. The smaller girl gasped before humming in approval as Rumi kissed her way down her chest, placing a kiss of each of her nipples before continuing her journey downward.
Zoey was jerked back to reality, as Rumi lowered herself down her body. She was trying very hard not to get into her head as Rumi worked on the string of her sweats, but she didn’t even touch herself while she was on her period because she thought it felt icky. Hell, it took a lot of convincing before she even let Mira use her strap on her when she first offered it. And it helped that Mira was so much more confident taking the lead. She wondered, as Rumi got up and walked to the bathroom to grab a towel, if she should back out of all this? No, Rumi wanted this, she could at least let her try. Even if the doubt was slowly creeping in her mind, she loved when Rumi was happy. Plus she really liked being eaten out on any other regular day, so this shouldn't be that different right? And it was so cute how excited Rumi got when she agreed to this, even if she tried to hide it.
Suddenly there was no more time to hesitate, as Rumi's weight pressed down into the bed. She laid face to face with Zoey's messy cunt, dressed in only her boy shorts. Zoey shivered as Rumi's warm breath ghosted against her core, and she had to use all of her willpower not to squirm away. It's not like she didn't like the idea of being eaten out. In every aspect of it, she should be excited about this, but the fact she knew she was on her period was a hard wall to get past. She didn't have much choice in it though, as she felt something hot and wet slide between her folds.
Zoey squirmed and couldn't tell if it was from pleasure or disgust. Rumi's lips pressed into her harder as she began to lick and suck at Zoey's clit. Zoey's fingers tangled in Rumi's braid still teetering on pushing her away or pulling her closer. It seemed like Rumi was in a world all her own as she ravenously ate her smaller girlfriend out, none the wiser to Zoey's inner battle. Her arms were tightly wrapped under Zoey's thighs, holding her still so she could reach her deeper.
The wet, almost slurping sounds coming from below had Zoey thinking that maybe this was too much? She just couldn't focus on feeling pleasure while she was so in her head. It definitely felt good, but her mind was too busy. Even though Rumi said it was okay, she still felt awful that she was going to tell her to stop. Another slurping sound made up her mind for her.
"Rumi," She gasped, "Rumi, I- This is so..." She was about to say ‘this is so gross,’ but as Rumi lifted her head up, the words died on her tongue. Blood was covering her mouth, and her tongue slowly peaked out as she licked her fangs clean. Her eyes were glowing gold, half lidded with lust and slitted like an animal stalking its prey. Her patterns were pulsing, as she was practically panting and all Zoey could find herself saying to finish her sentence was, "hot..."
Rumi smirked, and god, that should be illegal. She dove back in to keep going, and Zoey quickly found she was a lot more into this than she originally thought. It was still a bit odd and new, but maybe she could get used to it. God, Rumi looked too good like this. It definitely got a lot easier, once Rumi brought her fingers up to join her mouth in pleasuring her. Zoey's head fell back onto her pillows, and she put an arm across her mouth to hold back her moans. "No." Rumi growled, stopping all movement. "I want to hear you." Zoey didn't even have time to respond before Rumi doubled her efforts, but she was a good girl and did as she was asked.
"Ngh! Rumi- Oh my go-ahh~" She gripped the sheets beneath her and rolled her hips up into Rumi's mouth. It earned her another low growl, and Rumi's practically clawed hand gripping tighter against her thigh, almost pricking into the skin. "Fuck! Y-You're doing so good!" Suddenly, the idea of this being gross was just a faded memory. Rumi was like a beast between her legs, groaning as she inhaled Zoey's scent. Her patterns were softly glowing a deeper shade of reddish-pink, it was dazzling.
Rumi stopped eating her long enough to bite at her inner thigh and say, "I want to devour every inch of you, until you can't stop screaming my name."
Zoey shuddered, "Please Rumi," She groaned at the thought, "Devour me! I-I need it." Panting heavily, she did her best to beg for it, like the obedient little puppy she was.
Rumi smirked and laid her head against the very thigh she bit into, "What do you need?" She lazily fingered Zoey as she grinned up with that devilish smile. "You need to ask for it." Zoey couldn't remember a time when Rumi had been this domineering during sex. Not that she was complaining. Was this new attitude because of the demon? Or was this just a side of Rumi she was seeing for the first time?
Zoey whined and wiggled her hips trying and failing to get Rumi to keep going. Part of her wanted to embrace her more brat like nature, but honestly she wanted Rumi's mouth back on her aching cunt more than anything in the world right now. "Please Ru-ru." She begged in the high whiny voice she knew her girlfriends couldn't resist. "I need you in me!" She didn't care how pathetic she sounded right now. "I want your tongue so deep inside me it makes me dizzy! I need it! I want your teeth to sink into my-Mmfuck!"
Rumi tugged Zoey hard enough to make her slip down from the pillows, and buried her mouth between Zoey's thighs, shaking her head back and forth like a shark in a feeding frenzy as she nestled her tongue deep into Zoey's dripping pussy. Zoey cried out. She could feel Rumi’s fangs scraping against her lips, dangerous. She felt her climax approaching alarmingly quick. She clawed at the sheets as her moans got louder and louder. All it took was a drag of Rumi's claws across her thighs to send her over the edge.
Lightning flashed behind her eyes, and burned through her veins as an intense wave of pleasure surged through her. She cried out Rumi's name over and over until her voice was raw and nothing but a whisper. She tried to push the purple haired woman's head away, overstimulated, but Rumi wanted to keep tasting her. She continued to lick and suck on Zoey's still fluttering cunt, even as she desperately pushed against her, trying to wiggle free from her grasp. "Wait! Rumi! Shit-” Her arms were too weak, “It's too much! It's-" But Rumi couldn't hear her, lost in carnal desire, entirely given into her darker side. She groaned as she sucked harder on Zoey's clit.
She built her up again, using her fingers and tongue to coax another orgasm out of her. It crashed into her like a freight train. She screamed Rumi’s name, as she shook. Her hips rolled up into Rumi's mouth for a second time. Something hot and wet gushed onto Rumi’s tongue and she drank it up eagerly. Zoey weakly tried to push Rumi away in which she did relent this time and let Zoey relax back into the pillows. That's when they heard a voice coming from the entryway.
"Wow, that looked intense." Zoey jolted out of the afterglow, as her and Rumi's heads snapped towards the door of the room. Mira leaned against the door frame, a smirk playing at her lips. That smirk faltered for a second when her eyes landed on Rumi's bloody mouth. She walked over and took Rumi's face between her fingers making her look up at the taller woman. "This is quite the look." All of Rumi's earlier bravado melted under her taller girlfriend’s hungry stare.
"You're home early!" Zoey wasn't upset, just surprised. She was a bit embarrassed to be found in such a situation, but it was Mira so that made it a little better. “How long have you been standing there?”
"Yeah, we got all the shots we needed so we just wrapped up early. Aaa-nd long enough for both the first and second orgasm. Good girl, Rumi. Treating our girl right." Rumi let out a sound similar to a whimper, as Mira let go of her face. The pink haired goddess leaned down to kiss Zoey. "Feeling better, I take it?"
Now that she mentioned it. Zoey didn't really notice her cramps anymore. "Oh, yeah." She looked at Rumi who was still panting but sitting up more now. Zoey noticed how red Rumi's face was, not just from the smear of blood on her lips, and the wet spot just between her thighs, and then it clicked. "Rumi, did you cum from eating me out?"
Rumi's eyes widened a little in embarrassment, as she tried to catch her breath. She cleared her throat awkwardly, "Um," She scratched her neck, more from nerves than need, "Yeah I did..." She admitted.
"Holy shit." Mira laughed.
"Wow Rumi, you really, really liked this, huh?" Zoey asked in astonishment, an amused smile tugging at the corner of her mouth.
Rumi tried to hide her blush, but it was impossible at this point. "Yes." She looked down at Zoey's cunt and her patterns lit up again, wanting to keep going. Zoey saw it in her eyes, but was still overwhelmed by the whole night that just unfolded.
"Woah there, I'm sexed out for tonight!" Zoey put her fingers in front of her crotch in an X formation.
Mira stepped in and brushed a finger under Rumi’s chin making her look up at her, "If you've still got some steam in you, you could let me take you for a spin?" Zoey was grateful for Mira's sudden arrival, and stamina. She could keep the sex demon at bay.
"You guys keep going if you want to, but I need a nap after all that." Zoey huffed as she laid back into her pillows and tugged her blanket over her exposed body.
"Sorry, Zo." Rumi got up and wiped her mouth, before leaning in and kissing Zoey's temple. She made sure to whisper a "thank you" in Zoey's ear before getting up and walking to her own room with Mira close behind. Zoey was finally able to fall asleep satiated, and no longer cramping, with a newfound kink for a certain cute, bloody, feral demon.