37. Periods Suck (Part 1)

Nicole had the day off today, and Waverly had switched around her schedule so that she would too. Since it was a perfect day outside, she had gone to the store and bought stuff to surprise Nicole with a picnic in the park. Even though it was already almost noon, she hadn’t texted Nicole yet because the officer had gotten home from the night shift a few hours ago and she figured she’d let her girlfriend sleep in.

...six hours of sleep was enough, right? As Waverly began to make some cute finger sandwiches for their picnic – presentation was important – she pulled out her phone to text Nicole.

Waverly: Good morning sleepy head! Hope I’m not waking you up! You don’t have lunch plans, do you?

She set her phone down as she waited for a reply. She only stared at it for ten seconds before shrugging it off and figuring Nicole was still asleep. She turned her attention back to cutting the sandwiches into small triangles. A few minutes later, she saw her phone light up and grinned at the name. She’d never get tired of seeing Nicole’s name with a bunch of emojis next to it...one of which may or may not have been a unicorn.

Nicole: You didn’t wake me. I don’t have plans.

Waverly frowned at the response. It didn’t contain as much emotion as she’d like, but she chalked it up to Nicole still being tired from her shift.

Waverly: Good. Because I have a surprise for you :)))

She waited for a response again, but began to worry when a couple of minutes had passed. It wasn’t like Nicole to not respond right away, especially since she knew the redhead was awake.

Waverly: Baby are you ok?

She only waited about 30 seconds before deciding to just call the woman. When Nicole didn’t pick up, she really began to worry. She started to type out another text, but received a new one from Nicole before she could even finish.

Nicole: Sorry baby. I just don’t feel like talking right now.

Waverly: What’s wrong?

Nicole: I don’t feel good. I’m going to lay in bed for a bit longer and try to sleep some more.

Waverly sighed. She had hoped that today would be an adventurous one, but if Nicole was sick then it would probably end up being a Netflix and chill kind of day - and not even the sex kind. She finished packing the picnic just in case Nicole ended up wanting to go later before grabbing a few cans of soups and some medicines they had lying around. She placed the picnic basket in the front seat of her Jeep and buckled it in to make sure it didn’t fall on the floor before making her way to Nicole’s.

Waverly walked up the front porch, picnic basket in one hand and a tote bag of soups and medicine in another, and unlocked the door with her key, only slightly struggling. When she walked inside she was immediately greeted by Calamity Jane practically yelling at her.

“Hi baby,” Waverly chimed in her high-pitched cat voice. “What’s wrong with Mommy?”

Calamity only purred in response, distracted by Waverly’s hand running down her back. Waverly walked over to the kitchen, Calamity shuffling through her feet, to set the stuff on the counter before reaching down to pick up the cat.

“Did Mommy forget to feed you this morning?”

Calamity meowed rather loudly as Waverly looked at the small blue cat food bowl, which was completely empty. Normally Calamity would leave a ring of food around the edges, thinking it was empty and refusing to eat it, but this time she had eaten it all. She gave the orange fluff ball a kiss on the top of her head before setting her down on the floor and giving one quick stroke of her hand from between her ears all the way down to the tip of her tail, shaking off the fur she collected between her fingers. She opened the food container and scooped out a hefty serving of cat food before dropping it into the bowl. She put another half scoop in there just in case before scratching Calamity behind the ears, smiling at the way the cat was purring like a motorboat while eating her food.

She moved the food from the picnic basket to the refrigerator before grabbing the tote bag to take out the soup cans, leaving just the medicine in it. She toed her boots off at the bottom of the stairs and trotted up to Nicole’s room, tote bag in hand.

Knock knock

“Baby?” Waverly whispered as she gently pushed the door open, revealing a curled-up Nicole on the bed with her back to Waverly. “Aw, baby.”

Waverly set the bag down on the floor before making her way over to Nicole. When she got closer, she noticed the redhead was tightly hugging a pillow. Her jaw muscles were bulging from gritting her teeth so hard and her breathing was steady yet forceful, as if she were trying to calm herself. Waverly could tell she was in pain, but she didn’t know where.

“Baby, what’s wrong? What hurts?” Waverly asked as she sat down next to Nicole on the bed and pushed her red locks behind her ear.

Nicole just shook her head and focused on her breathing, signaling that she didn’t feel like talking.

Waverly felt Nicole’s forehead and noticed that the woman was a little warm. “You feel like you have a bit of a fever. Are you sick?”

Nicole shook her head.

She looked down and saw Nicole clenching her stomach with her hand underneath the pillow she was holding against her.

“Did you eat something bad?”

Nicole exhaled sharply and winced as she shook her head, waiting for the wave of pain to pass like she had been the past couple of hours.

That’s when it hit her. Waverly knew exactly what was wrong, because she had been in the same position before. She could only think of a very small handful of times when she found herself curled up in fetal position hugging a pillow like Nicole was, and it sucked. She gave Nicole a sympathetic look, not wanting to touch her in case the redhead just wanted to be left alone.

“Did you take something for the pain?” Waverly asked.

Nicole shook her head and sighed. She was grateful that the wave of what felt like someone clawing at the inside of her uterus with a sharp fork had passed, but it still sucked. She still felt like she wanted to die, just not as much.

“I ran out of pain reliever and didn’t feel like going to the store to get some more. I’ve just been lying in bed.” Nicole replied weakly.

Waverly couldn’t remember the last time she had experienced her period without taking any kind of medicine, and she didn’t want to. She was very grateful to be a woman in a world of modern medicine.

“I brought some medicine with me. Does ibuprofen work for you?”

Nicole nodded, grateful for her girlfriend. She really didn’t know how much longer she could take of this. Nicole had a pretty high pain tolerance, but cramps were something else. She watched as Waverly took the bottle out of her bag and twisted off the cap.

“How many?”

“The maximum amount.”

Waverly let out a short laugh - even though she knew it wasn’t a joke - before putting the bottle away and walking back over to Nicole. She handed her the pills and the redhead immediately tossed them back and swallowed.

“I’ll get some water.” Waverly ran down the stairs and grabbed a glass of water before running back up and handing it over to Nicole, who grimaced as she sat up to take a few sips before letting her body fall back down onto the bed.

“Do you have a heating pad somewhere?” Waverly asked as she gently placed a hand on Nicole’s shoulder, wanting to give her some comfort.

“Under the bathroom sink.”

Waverly walked over to the bathroom and searched for the heating pad in the cabinet, finding it in the back behind some bottles of unused hair supplies Nicole surely received as gifts. She pulled the pad out and walked back over to Nicole, plugging it into the outlet in front of where Nicole was facing.

“Here baby.” Waverly took the pillow that Nicole was holding and handed her the heating pad for her to situate before handing the pillow back to her. “What do you need?”

“Just lay here with me.” Nicole grumbled with her eyes closed.

Normally she would be embarrassed that she was being so weak during her period. She knew that if she were somewhere in public complaining about it that people would surely be rolling their eyes thinking that she was just exaggerating - mostly men who had never experienced cramps before and didn’t know what they were talking about - but she felt comfortable being like this around Waverly. Comfortable enough to not put on a fake smile and pretend like she wasn’t in agony like she had been taught to do ever since she had gotten her first period at eleven years old. No, she wasn’t going to do that today, because her amazing girlfriend was there to take care of her...and because this shit hurt like a motherfucker.

Waverly gave Nicole a quick kiss on the forehead before whispering “I’ll be right back.” She went to the living room to pick out a book from Nicole’s bookshelf to occupy her time before making her way back up the stairs and sitting on the bed next to her girlfriend as she waited for the redhead to fall asleep.

---

Nicole slowly opened her eyes. She had her head rested on Waverly’s lower torso with her arm hugging the petite brunette’s hips. Waverly was reclined on the bed with her back against a couple of pillows and her head against the headboard, left hand holding a book in front of her and right hand running soft fingers through Nicole’s red locks, massaging her scalp.

Nicole squeezed her girlfriend tighter and smiled at how comfortable she was, and how her pain was gone.

“Good morning, beautiful,” Waverly smiled without looking up from her book. “Or should I say, afternoon.”

“How long was I asleep?” Nicole croaked groggily.

“About three hours.” Waverly closed the book and set it down on the table next to her. “Are you feeling better?”

“Way better. Thank you so much. You’re the best girlfriend ever.” Nicole hugged Waverly tight and snuggled her head into the woman’s body.

“Of course baby. I wanted to take care of you and make sure you were okay, and I know you would do the same for me.”

“I would.” Nicole sighed. “I hate being a woman sometimes. And I hate that I wasted half of the day in bed because of my stupid period.”

“Yeah, periods suck, but isn’t it just amazing what our bodies can do? I mean, we can create a human being if we want. A whole human. I came out of a woman, and so did you...we all did! Doesn’t that just blow you mind? Isn’t that just incredible to think about!”

Nicole groaned. “Ask me that next week, because I hate my entire reproductive system right now.”

Waverly chuckled as she rubbed her girlfriend’s back. “Fair enough.” She kissed the top of Nicole’s head, breathing in the vanilla scent of her red hair. “Are you still feeling icky though?”

“I don’t have cramps anymore, but my entire body aches a little and I just feel really heavy and tired.”

“I was going to surprise you with a picnic in the park today, but we can make it a picnic in the living room instead. Are you hungry?”

Nicole looked up at the brunette. “Depends. What did you make?”

“Some tomato and cucumber finger sandwiches with vegan mayonnaise, and some peanut butter and jelly finger sandwiches in case you don’t like the first option, with fresh fruit and some pita chips and hummus.”

“That all sounds really good. I could eat a lot right now.”

“Speaking of eating a lot, I put some food in Calamity’s bowl. It was completely empty.”

“Shit. I forgot to fill it last night and didn’t get out of bed this morning. I’m surprised she didn’t come in here and bother me. Do you think she hates me?”

“I think she’ll forgive you, especially if you share some of your sandwiches with her.” Waverly winked.

“Yeah right! I’m not even sharing my sandwiches with you.”

“Hey!” Waverly smacked Nicole’s arm. “You better share.”

Nicole laughed and shook her head as she pushed herself up to give Waverly a chaste kiss on the lips.

---

The next day

The first thing Nicole noticed when she woke up was Waverly’s cute snoring as she slept peacefully next to her, curled up against the front of Nicole’s body...the next thing she noticed was how achy her body felt, and her mild cramps. She groaned as she rolled out of bed, wincing at how sore her lower back was.

“Today is going to be awesome,” she whispered sarcastically to herself.

She was thankful that it had been a slow morning at work. So far she only had to deal with two people asking to fill out a missing persons report for their pet - one cat, and one turtle - but other than that it had been mostly paperwork. She put in her noise-cancelling headphones, drowning out the sounds of Lonnie and Dolls raving about the hockey game last night. Normally Nicole enjoyed watching hockey and listening to their play-by-plays, and she would usually join in, but not today. Today she just wanted some peace and quiet to get her work done. And it was just that, peace and quiet...until the moment was ruined.

“Ow!” Nicole yelped as she felt a paper ball hit her in the back of the head. She yanked her earbuds out and glared behind her to the culprit responsible. Lonnie had run away, leaving Dolls there by himself. “What the fuck Dolls?!”

“Oops, my bad. Lonnie was supposed to guard that.” Dolls laughed as he jogged over to Nicole to take the paper ball back, but was caught off guard when she threw it at him. It fumbled a bit in his hands before he caught it.

“I don’t give a shit who was supposed to do what. Stop acting like children and do your jobs.” Nicole reprimanded before spinning around in her chair, grabbing the desk at the last second to stop herself. “Men.” She grumbled before continuing her paperwork.

“Jesus, Haught. What crawled up your ass this morning?” Dolls remarked before slumping down into his desk chair and opening one of his unfinished folders. Even though Nicole was being uptight, she was still right, he had a job to do.

Nicole just rolled her eyes in response. She wasn’t in the mood to engage in conversation with anyone. In fact, she wasn’t in the mood to do anything at all. She wished that she could just change into her baggy sweatpants and oversized t-shirt and crawl into bed watching movies with Waverly. She was thankful she had yesterday off, since the first day of her period was always the worst - bad cramps, body aches, bloating, exhaustion - but she wished she could have today off as well. She had the same symptoms, just on a smaller scale.

She sighed as she closed the folder of the report she had just finished and opened a new one. Just when she was about to write down some notes, Lonnie walked up to her desk.

“Uh, Officer Haught?” He said timidly.

Nicole closed her eyes and took a deep breath through her nose. Anytime Lonnie used his hesitant voice, it meant she was going to have to leave her desk and talk to people.

“What is it Lonnie?” She replied as nicely as she could, considering her patience was on the low side today.

“Uh, Mr. Peterson is in the lobby. He wants to file a complaint about the parking ticket he got yesterday.”

“Again?” Nicole sighed. The elderly man, who was nearly 80 years old, received the same parking ticket almost every week. And every week he would come in and complain about it, and Nicole would have to explain why he got the ticket. “Did you explain to him why he got the ticket?”

Lonnie nodded. “Says he wants to talk to you.”

Nicole sighed and closed her folder as she pushed herself out of the chair.

“Every damn week.” She mumbled to herself as she pushed past Lonnie. Any other day would be annoying yet manageable, but today she would have to fight to keep calm and use her ‘friendly officer’ voice.

As she approached the lobby, she let her scowl remain on her face for a few more seconds before putting on a fake smile.

“Good morning Mr. Peterson. How can I help you?” She chimed as she approached the man.

“Ah, Nicole. Always good to see yer beautiful smile.” He replied as he looked her over.

She shivered. He was never afraid to let his eyes roam over her body, and it never failed to creep her out. But she never said anything, because what could she do? Arrest him for looking at her? But what she hated more, was that he called her ‘Nicole’ as opposed to ‘Officer Haught’. As if her position as a police officer wasn’t valid. He was an old-fashioned kind of man, so she figured he just couldn’t believe women could be police officers.

“Mr. Peterson, I’ve told you many times that I prefer you call me Officer Haught.” She smiled so hard that she felt like her teeth were going to break.

“I jus’ like the name Nicole.” He smiled back.

Nicole exhaled through her nose, smile still plastered on her face. “So, I hear you have a question about a parking ticket you’ve received?”

“Yes. I keep gettin’ parkin’ tickets for parkin’ in front of my own house. It ain’t right ya know. If I own the property I should be able to park on it.” He huffed as he folded his arms across his chest.

Nicole inhaled through her nose, preparing herself to give the same speech she gave to him every time he requested for her to explain the problem to him.

“I understand that Mr. Peterson. The problem is that when you park on the street, you’re actually parking on city property, not your own. But the reason you got a ticket was because you parked in front of the end of a sidewalk and blocked it, which is illegal. Now if you parked in your driveway, you wouldn’t get any tickets.” She smiled, hoping he’d finally understand the issue.

“Well my driveway is all the way on the side of my house. The street is closer to the front, and therefore easier for me to walk to and from at my old age.”

“I’m sorry Mr. Peterson, but there’s nothing I can do about that. If you keep parking on the street in front of the sidewalk, you’re going to get tickets. I wish I could help you more, but all I can do is explain to you how you’re breaking the law.” She didn’t even bother smiling this time. She just wanted him to leave.

“Well fine. But I’m not payin’ that ticket. If you police officers won’t listen to me, then I’ll have to plead my case to a judge in court.” The elderly man scoffed before stomping away.

“Awesome day.” Nicole groaned as she walked over to the break room.

She placed a hand on the glass of the vending machine and smiled at the line of Nacho Cheese Doritos. She was a pretty athletic woman and took care of her body - eating healthy most of the time and exercising daily - but the second day of her period always had her craving things she normally wouldn’t eat. And she always gave into those cravings, because she fucking deserved it for all the shit Mother Nature put her though every month.

She pulled out her wallet and put her last dollar in, but the screen continued to read $0.00. She slammed her fist into the glass as she yelled “Are you fucking kidding me?”

“Whoa. What did that vending machine do to you?” Dolls asked, slightly concerned as he walked into the break room to make some coffee.

“It ate my dollar. All I wanted was a stupid bag of chips.” Her eyes were slightly watering, but she held back the tears. All she wanted to do was cry, even though it was a ridiculous situation to cry over. But she couldn’t, because she was at work and she had to remain professional. That was one thing she hated about being a person with a period; no matter how much pain she was in, or how frustrated she was, or how much she wanted to just lay in bed and cry, she had to put on a smile and act like everything was perfectly fine...even though she had clearly dropped the smile by now.

“Here, I got you.” Dolls put a few quarters into the machine. “There. Get whatever you want.”

Nicole gave him a weak smile. “Thanks.” She punched in the number and pulled out the bag before opening it and popping a chip into her mouth, being sure to suck off all the orange chip dust from her fingers.

“Rough day?” Dolls asked as he quirked an eyebrow. Nicole tilted her head in confusion, and Dolls pointed to the chips as he elaborated. “I always stress eat when it’s been a rough day. I heard Mr. Peterson came in...again.” He rolled his eyes. “Plus, that’s your fourth bag and it’s only ten o’clock.”

“Oh. Yeah, no...I mean, it hasn’t been all that bad. Just a normal day really. I was just really craving something salty.”

“Ah, yeah that happens to me too.” He chuckled.

Nicole tried not to roll her eyes. There was no way he could relate to her right now, and it was annoying that he was even trying. But she had to remember that it wasn’t his fault, and he didn’t know any better. It’s not like she was wearing a shirt that said, ‘I’m on my period. Leave me alone.’ ...although, the thought sounded really good right about now.

“Hey, look, I’m sorry about earlier. You were right, Lonnie and I were acting like children, and we shouldn’t have been tossing that paper ball around. And I’m sorry for what I said to you.” He gave her an apologetic smile.

Nicole sighed and shook her head. “No, I’m sorry for biting your head off. I may have overreacted a little.”

“It’s all good. I probably would’ve been just as annoyed if I were trying to work and someone hit me in the head with a paper ball.”

Nicole chuckled. “I’m sure you’d try to have me arrested for treason.”

“Hey, that was one time! And it was before I even knew you.” He smiled and nudged her arm with his elbow. “I know how cool you are now.”

“You’re actually really lucky to have me as a partner you know. I’m kind of the best.”

“Okay, okay. I can see your head growing from here, Haught.” He side-eyed her as he walked over to the coffee maker.

---

Nicole and Dolls had been assigned traffic duty later that day - which meant that they had to spend four hours sitting in their squad car behind some bushes, hoping that they would catch a couple of speeders. It really wasn’t a two-person job, but Dolls had begged Nedley to let him go with Nicole, and since it was a slow day he happily received a ‘what the hell. Do what you want, I’m going to Shorty’s’ from the stout man.

And this was how Nicole found herself two and a half hours in, sitting in a hot police cruiser with Dolls, bored out of her mind and wishing she could just be at her desk doing paperwork.

“Isn’t this fun?” Dolls asked too excitedly.

“Fun? What about this is fun?” Nicole waved her hand around to show the lack of action.

“I don’t know, I just like getting out of that station. It gets too stuffy in there after a while.”

“Stuffier than two people in this small police cruiser?” Nicole drew her eyebrows together.

“I guess you’re right,” he chuckled. “Maybe I just like that there’s a chance of something actually happening. Even if it’s just writing a ticket for speeding, still beats sitting at our desks catching up on paperwork.”

“Suit yourself...” Nicole mumbled to herself.

“Besides, one of these days we might just catch a robbery and have to engage in a high-speed chase!”

“I doubt that’ll happen, but you keep dreaming.” Nicole patted him on the shoulder.

It was only a few minutes later when Nicole began to feel unusually wet. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat just to make sure and...yep, she was definitely leaking. She thought back to when she last changed her tampon and checked her pocket, feeling an extra one in there than there should be. Her eyes widened at the realization that she had completely forgotten to actually put a new one in. This was worse than leaking, because literally all of it was going everywhere.

“Shit,” she hissed as she frantically unbuckled her seatbelt.

Dolls tilted his head and furrowed his brow. “Is everything okay?”

Nicole sighed as the rubbed her temples with her fingers. She was wearing black pants, which wasn’t too bad, but the seats were dark gray. Which meant that if she had leaked all the way through, there would surely be a noticeable stain to anyone looking at the spot. She huffed as she dropped her hands into her lap.

“I’m leaking.” She said annoyed and unbuckled her seatbelt, completely ignoring the confused look on Dolls’s face. “I’m going to the bathroom over there at Shorty’s. Be right back.” She jumped out of the car and glanced behind her, groaning at the small stain that was on the seat. She would have to pick up some cleaning supplies to clean it up.

Nicole rushed into Shorty’s and made a beeline for the bathroom. She didn’t care to acknowledge Wynonna’s ‘where’s the fire’ joke from where she stood behind the counter wiping it down. She cleaned up as much as she could before putting in a new tampon - making sure to actually put one in this time - and headed back out into the bar.

“Hey, can I borrow some cleaning supplies?” Nicole asked dryly when she reached Wynonna.

“What for?” Wynonna furrowed her brow.

“I leaked on the seat of the squad car.” Nicole sighed as she pinched the bridge of her nose.

Wynonna wore a confused look before understanding what she meant. “Oh, well shit. Take whatever you need. Are you patrolling by yourself?”

“Nope. Dolls is with me.”

“Well that sucks.” She leaned down and picked up all of the bottles of cleaning supplies and rags that she had stored in the cabinet under the counter before setting them on display for Nicole to choose from.

“Yeah, tell me about it.” Nicole snagged a bottle and a rag.

“I don’t miss having that sucker. That’s one of the perks of being pregnant. I don’t have to deal with getting monthly cramps, or carrying around tampons, or changing them, or leaking...”

Nice glared at her. “How nice for you.”

“Yep. Pretty nice.” Wynonna replied proudly.

“I’m just glad I don’t have to worry about pushing a watermelon out of my vagina.”

Wynonna stopped in the middle of her laugher and stared at Nicole, completely horrified. “Why would you say that!”

“Payback.” Nicole smirked. “Thanks for these.” She brandished the cleaning supplies before quickly making her way out the door.

When she got back to the car, she noticed Dolls awkwardly avoiding eye contact with her. Without saying a word, she leaned down and sprayed the bottle of cleaner before wiping it down with the rag. She sighed as the white towel gained a giant red patch on it. It was even worse seeing it on the rag than on the seat.

“I uh...are you okay?” Dolls finally asked.

“Yep, I’m fine. Happens.”

“It’s okay.”

She stopped as she looked over at him, fidgeting with the radar gun in his hands. “Well of course it’s okay. Why wouldn’t it be okay? It’s not like I can control my bleeding, and sometimes we fuck up and forget to put a tampon in, or it unexpectedly leaks out. It happens to women more often than you think.”

“No I just mean, don’t worry about staining the seat.”

“I’m cleaning it up, aren’t I?” She snapped as she scrubbed even harder, doing her best to leave it even cleaner than before she had gotten into the car in the first place.

“Yeah, you are. Sorry.” He rubbed his knuckles with his opposite thumb around the handle of the radar. “Um, are you feeling okay? I mean, do you have cramps or anything? Do you need to go home for the day?”

She gritted her teeth before looking up at him. “Dolls, do you think every woman has the luxury of taking off work every time they get their period?”

“Um...no?”

“That’s right. No. We have to push through it every month, no matter how bad our cramps are, no matter how tired we are, and no matter how bloated and achy we feel. In fact, we can’t even complain about it, because nobody will care, because we’re expected to just ignore it. And it fucking sucks!” She yelled that last part a little too loudly causing Dolls to jump back a bit with his hands up in defense.

“Whoa. Okay, my bad. I didn’t mean to upset you. I was just trying to help.”

She sighed as she closed her eyes and shook her head. “It’s okay, I’m just really frustrated right now. You didn’t do anything wrong.” She wiped down the last of the stain before sitting back in the seat and shutting the door.

After a few moments of silence, she bashfully said, “Actually, can we stop by my house to get a change of clothes?” She blushed, avoiding eye contact with Dolls.

“Yep. Sure thing. I’m sure Nedley won’t mind if we cut out early. Besides, Lonnie is the only one at the station right now, so it’s probably safer for everyone if we head back now.

---

Day three

Nicole sighed as she walked through the front door. She hung her Stetson up on the hook and shuffled her feet to the living room before dropping down onto the couch with a grunt. She laid there for a few minutes before she got a text from Waverly.

Waverly: Hey baby. Are you home yet?

Nicole smiled at the text and responded.

Nicole: Hey :) Yeah, I just got home.

Waverly: Can I come over? I miss you :(

Nicole: You know you’re welcome here anytime Waves. That’s the whole point of giving you the key lol

Waverly: Ok :) Heading over in a few minutes

Nicole set her phone on the table and took a deep breath as she pressed the heels of her palms into her eyelids, trying to get rid of all the stress from her exhausting day. She was home now, she could relax. She picked up her phone again and scrolled through Tumblr. She had never had one until a couple of weeks ago, but found it very interesting nonetheless. She continued to scroll, chuckling at a few gifs of puppies going down the stairs for the first time, before coming across a rather NSFW post. Her eyes were glued to the black and white picture of two women - clearly a couple - kissing topless with nothing but their underwear on. One was laying on the bed and the other was on top of her, pinning the woman’s arms above her head. It was a simple picture, nothing too risqué, but enough to have Nicole’s mind wandering to the imagery of her and Waverly in the same position. She imagined pinning Waverly’s hands above her head, brunette hair splayed across the pillows as she kissed the sweet skin of her neck. She then imagined herself holding both of Waverly’s wrists with one hand before snaking the other down between their bodies and running her fingers through Waverly’s arousal, eliciting an abundance of moans from the girl. She imagined herself grinding her clit against Waverly’s thigh as she pumped her fingers in and out of her girlfriend.

“Ugh.” Nicole groaned as she tossed her phone to the other side of the couch and rubbed her face with her hands. She really didn’t want to be in this mindset right now. She knew that she got super horny around the third day of her period, and that one orgasm never felt like enough. Heck, five orgasms never felt like enough. She always ended up touching herself until she was too exhausted to keep going and fell asleep. And normally she would be down for a night of masturbation and possibly porn, inevitably leading to a good night’s sleep, but Waverly was on her way over. She didn’t want her girlfriend to see her in that state, and she wasn’t brave enough to ask for sex while she was on her period yet, especially since it was only the third day so her flow was still pretty heavy.

She closed her eyes and breathed slowly as she tried to think of un-sexy thoughts. This worked for about thirty seconds before her mind went back to Waverly and she was unconsciously squeezing her thighs together. She did the math in her head and figured she had about ten to fifteen minutes before Waverly got there, which would be plenty of time for at least one orgasm, maybe two.

She untucked the front of her uniform shirt from her black slacks and quickly grabbed the belt buckle, undoing it before unbuttoning her pants. She sucked on two of her fingers before slipping them under her boy shorts and straight to her clit. She sighed in relief and smiled at the feeling of finally being touched between her legs. She’d be lying if she said the thought of sex hadn’t crossed her mind a few dozen times today, even if it was only for a few seconds.

She hastily circled the swollen and needy bud.

“Fuck yes.” She grunted to herself. She happily let her mind go back to its previous thought - her on top of Waverly, fingers pleasuring her girlfriend as she rode the brunette’s leg.

She flipped herself over so that her stomach was on the couch and grinded down into her fingers as she gripped the arm of the couch above her head with her free hand, pretending it was Waverly’s hands she was holding down.

“You like that baby? My fingers are so slick inside you. God, your legs are so strong. I’m going to come all over them. Leave my mark on you before I lick it off.” She didn’t always use dirty talk to urge herself on, but right now she found it incredibly arousing; imagining herself saying things to Waverly that she would never be brave enough to say in real life.

Just when she had started flicking her fingers frantically back and forth, she heard a key finding its way into the keyhole of the front door. She jumped up to a sitting position on the couch and quickly buttoned her pants back before pulling the belt through the buckle.

“God dammit Waverly.” She sighed, her center aching for release.

As soon as the door opened, Nicole jumped up off the couch and turned to walk towards Waverly.

“Hi baby,” she smiled brightly as she greeted the brunette with a kiss, hoping her girlfriend couldn’t smell her arousal on her fingers - Waverly had an unusually strong sense of smell.

“Hi love. I missed you today.” Waverly replied before giving another kiss. “How was work?”

“It was okay. But I’ll tell you all about it later. Right now I’m going to go take a shower.”

Waverly quirked an eyebrow. “But you showered this morning?”

“I know, but I just want to clean myself up again.” She grabbed Waverly’s hands and led her over to the couch. “You wait right here and make yourself comfortable. I’ll be back in a jiff.” She pecked the top of Waverly’s head before jogging up the stairs, taking two at a time.

When Nicole got to her room she stripped off her uniform on the way to the bathroom and turned on the hot water. After peeing and taking out her tampon, she jumped in under the stream and dropped her fingers between her legs. She smiled and sighed as she picked up right where she had left off, happy to feel that she was still pretty close.

Downstairs in the kitchen, Waverly rummaged through the fridge. Since Nicole was on her period this week and probably had a long day, she wanted to make her dinner. She closed the fridge before making her way towards the stairs to ask Nicole what she wanted to eat.

When she approached the bathroom, she heard some familiar noises - sex noises. She quietly pressed her ear to the door to confirm her suspicions.

“Oh shit. Yeah that’s it, right there. Unnnnghhhh fuck baby. You’re gonna make me come everywhere if you keep touching me like that. Oh yeah. Ohhhhhh. Keep doing that.”

Waverly covered her mouth with her hand as she stifled her laughter. It’s not that she found it comedic that Nicole was masturbating in the shower, it was that she found it really amusing and oddly cute that Nicole was obviously in such a rush earlier to get off. The sudden shower made sense now. Not wanting to interrupt, Waverly sat on the bed and waited for Nicole to finish before asking what she wanted to eat. She hoped her girlfriend would finish soon, because she wanted dinner to at least be close to ready by the time Nicole got out. Surely the redhead was hungry after a long day of work.

After about seven minutes and two continuous orgasms later, Waverly decided it would be best to just get it over with. She had no idea how long Nicole would be in there, and she didn’t blame her. She got horny too when she was on her period, so she knew what it was like and how good it felt to touch herself during that time. Not wanting Nicole to be embarrassed or feel uncomfortable, she walked over to the door of the bedroom and gently closed it before loudly swinging the door back open and making as much noise as possible on her way to the bathroom so Nicole knew she was in there. She loudly stomped over to the bathroom door and knocked on it.

“Baby?” She yelled. She quietly chuckled behind her hand when she heard the detachable shower head fall against the tile wall and spray the shower curtain, followed by a whispered ‘shit’ from Nicole.

“Yeah, I uh, I’ll be out soon!”

“Take your time, love! I just wanted to know what you wanted for dinner. You’ve got some pasta, chicken breast and veggies, leftover soup even if you still want something light.”

“Pasta is fine.”

“Okay. It’ll take me a while to boil the water and cook the pasta, so you’ve got plenty of time to relax and enjoy your shower.” She smiled at the door and gave it a quiet pat, as if trying to send love to her girlfriend through the solid wood, before making her way back down the stairs to start on dinner.

Nicole sighed as she held the shower head against her collarbone, letting the warm water fall down the front of her body. She was starting to question how loud she was being. She thought back to her moans and grunts, and assessed if it was loud enough for Waverly to hear or not. After a few seconds, she didn’t care anymore. Even if Waverly had heard, she didn’t seem to mind. Nicole lifted one foot up on the edge of the tub by the wall and pressed the shower head against her center, letting the firm stream of water create the perfect pressure against her clit.

“Ughhh,” she moaned as her eyes nearly rolled to the back of her head. She thrusted her hips against the wall, pushing the shower head against her in a steady rhythm as she imagined herself fucking Waverly from behind, bent over on her desk at the station.

After about twenty minutes, Nicole emerged from the bathroom and walked into the kitchen where Waverly was humming to herself as she slowly stirred the sauce. She slightly jumped as she unexpectedly felt strong arms wrap around her waist, but relaxed into the warm embrace as soon as she registered that it was Nicole.

“That smells good.” Nicole smiled as she rested her chin on Waverly’s left shoulder. Her wet hair was cool against the skin of the brunette’s neck.

“Thank you. We have some spaghetti noodles, and a nice marinara sauce.” Waverly giggled, tying to sound fancy.

Nicole chuckled as she lightly spanked Waverly’s backside through her tight jeans before gently squeezing it, humming at the firmness.

“Mmm someone’s frisky,” Waverly teased. “That shower must’ve really helped. You seem a lot less tense.” She smiled to herself, fully aware of what that shower did for Nicole.

Nicole let out an awkward chuckle as she buried her face in the crook of Waverly’s neck.

“You heard me in there, didn’t you.” She mumbled against Waverly’s skin. She could feel the heat rush to her face.

“Aw baby,” Waverly cooed as she turned off the burner and turned around to face Nicole. She cupped the woman’s cheeks and smiled at her with soft, reassuring eyes. “Don’t be embarrassed, okay? You needed that.”

“You’re not mad I didn’t ask you to touch me?”

“Of course not. I know you’re still uncomfortable with having sex while you’re on your period. If you wanted me to touch you then I would definitely do it, without a doubt. But it’s okay to not want that. It’s your body, and if you’d rather be touched by yourself, or the shower head...” She winked, eliciting a blush from the older woman. “Then there’s absolutely nothing wrong with that, and you should make yourself feel good.”

Nicole smiled as she pressed her forehead against Waverly’s. “It’s official, I have the best girlfriend in the entire world.”

Waverly reached behind her and sneakily dipped her pointer finger in the sauce behind her as she kissed Nicole on the lips. “Wait until you taste my spaghetti,” she teased as she booped Nicole’s nose with her finger, effectively leaving marinara on it.

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It was later that night, and Nicole and Waverly had been in bed for only about twenty minutes, but it was enough time for Nicole’s mind to be racing with thoughts of their conversation from earlier. Was she ready to have period sex with Waverly? She was still super horny, and the thought of having sex sounded really good right now, but she was hesitant. She assessed her fears and tried to break it down.

What are you so afraid of? That Waverly will think it’s gross? She said she would do it, and she sounded genuine about it. It’s just blood, and she’s a woman. Nothing she’s never seen before. Are you afraid of making a mess? Put a towel down. Are you afraid that you’ll get your period blood all over her and scare her away? She would never do that.

Nicole went through every fear she had and couldn’t think of a good reason why she couldn’t do this. It was something she wanted, and the only person stopping her was herself. She sighed as she rolled over and spooned Waverly, wrapping her arms around the girl as she gently kissed the back of her neck. She heard Waverly hum and felt her smile in response.

“Are you asleep?” Nicole whispered.

“Yep.” Waverly replied, fully awake.

“Liar.”

Waverly chuckled as she turned over to face Nicole. “What’s up?”

“Did you mean what you said earlier? That if I asked you to have sex then you would?”

Waverly’s face turned serious. She wanted to reassure Nicole. “Yeah, I meant it. Did you want to try it?”

Nicole nodded. “Yeah, I think I do. I’m really horny right now and I want you to touch me.”

“Okay.” Waverly smiled as she kissed Nicole softly. “Where do you want me to touch you?”

“I have a tampon in, so we’ll keep it like that for now and go from there.”

“So just your clit?”

Nicole nodded, only feeling slightly shy. She had to admit, it was weird talking about her clit in casual conversation as opposed to dirty talk, but she had to remind herself that this was Waverly. Good, loving, comforting Waverly.

Waverly leaned down and began kissing Nicole as she slowly and smoothly shifted her position to where she was on top of her. It wasn’t long before pajamas were coming off, and they were both completely bare.

Nicole was the first one to pull out of the kiss to catch her breath. She looked up into Waverly’s eyes, needing to feel the woman between her legs.

“Touch me,” she panted as she grabbed Waverly’s hand and guided it down between her legs.

Nicole inhaled sharply as soon as she felt contact on her sensitive bundle of nerves. She smiled in ecstasy, taking in the feeling of Waverly’s soft fingers, but winced when she felt a sharp pain. She inhaled sharply as she grabbed Waverly’s hand and pulled it away, grimacing a bit as the pain subsided.

“What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” Waverly worried.

“It’s just a little too much. I’m extra sensitive.”

“Ah, got it.”

“I’m probably going to need some lube too since, you know...because of the tampon. It’s kind of, um, dry down there, which is probably making it hurt more.”

Waverly nodded as she leaned over to grab the lube out of the drawer of the bedside table and put a generous drop on her fingers before bringing them back down between Nicole’s folds and slowly circling her clit. The redhead sighed and smiled at the feeling.

“Better?” Waverly asked.

“Mhm.” Nicole nodded with her eyes shut. “Go on the sides of it with two fingers.”

Waverly moved her first two fingers on either side of Nicole’s clit and began slowly moving up and down, occasionally wiggling them back and forth as if gently rolling the bud between them. “Like this?” She asked genuinely.

“Oh, yes. Yes, just like that.” Nicole breathed before pulling her bottom lip between her teeth as she writhed on the bed.

She was already so close and Waverly had just started touching her. But she didn’t care. She didn’t care that she was so aroused that she was already about to come after a few seconds of being touched, because she was about to have a really good orgasm. She arched her back, feeling the familiar build up and yanked Waverly’s hand away just in time to experience her climax without anything touching her, which she knew would’ve been too much and a bit painful. When she came down from her high, she slumped down onto the bed and opened her eyes to see Waverly smiling down at her center.

Waverly finished watching Nicole’s aftershocks before looking up to her eyes. She didn’t bother commenting on how quickly she came, because it didn’t matter.

“What now?” Waverly asked. “Do you want to keep going?”

Nicole nodded. “Yeah, but I think I want to feel you inside.”

Waverly raised her eyebrows. She wasn’t expecting Nicole to be ready for that just yet, but she wasn’t complaining. She just wanted to make her girlfriend feel good.

“Okay. Are you going to take your tampon out?”

“Oh...yeah, I guess I should.” Nicole chuckled awkwardly as she stood up. “Be right back.” She walked toward the bathroom and just before shutting the door, poked her head around the corner and said, “Can you grab a towel to put on the bed please?”

“Yep.” Waverly hopped off the bed and into the hallway closet to grab a towel. She laid it neatly on the bed right in the middle and waited for Nicole to return.

Nicole slowly walked out of the bathroom and towards the bed. She had to admit, she felt a little weird being actively on her period and not having anything in her to stop everything from coming out. She looked at the towel on the bed and snorted.

“Waves, you grabbed a white towel.”

Waverly frowned, slightly confused before realizing what the problem was. “Oh. My bad.” She picked up the towel and began to refold it.

“It’s okay babe. I think I have a dark brown one, I’ll go grab that.” She smiled at Waverly before taking the towel and putting it back in the closet. She returned with a much darker brown one and laid it out on the bed.

“That should stop any messes.” Waverly said cheerily. “How are you feeling?”

“Honestly it feels a little weird that I don’t have a tampon in right now. I keep thinking I’m going to literally just start gushing out blood everywhere.” She laughed as she shook her head.

“Okay, you know that’s not how it works, right?” Waverly chuckled.

“Duh. But I can’t help that feeling!”

“I get it. I’d probably feel the same.” She cleared her throat. “So, uh, how do you feel as far as sexual stuff? Are you still, um...like, aroused?” Waverly clenched her jaw at how lame that sounded. Turned on was the phrase she was looking for. She shook her head at how technical she sounded. Like this was some sort of science experiment.

Nicole smiled reassuringly at Waverly and wrapped her hands around the back of her neck, feeling the softness of the girl’s light brown hair.

“Yes, I’m still aroused. And I still want to have sex.”

Nicole pulled Waverly in for a passionate, yet tender kiss. Their lips glided smoothly as if they were two puzzle pieces made to fit perfectly together. Nicole walked backwards towards the bed, pulling Waverly with her, and laid down on top of the towel as she guided Waverly down on top of her.

Waverly laid on top of Nicole so that the redhead’s body was between her legs. She kissed her way down to Nicole’s neck and stayed there for a few seconds, nipping and gently sucking before making her way to the woman’s chest. She grabbed the outside of one of Nicole’s breasts with her hand and guided it into her mouth to give full attention to her pink nipple.

“Waves,” Nicole breathed out.

Waverly continued to lick and suck the taut bud before moving to the other one. She then continued her kisses down Nicole’s stomach, and jumped when Nicole quickly sat up and hastily crawled backwards away from her.

“Wait, wait. Not that.” Nicole clamored.

Waverly sat up and straddled Nicole’s hips.

“I wasn’t going to. I was just trying to get you worked up. I know how sensitive your tummy is.” She smirked as she traced a delicate finger around Nicole’s twitching abdomen.

“Oh.” Was all Nicole could say as she relaxed back down against the pillows. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to freak out on you.”

“It’s okay. Just relax baby, I’ve got you. I just want to make you feel good.”

The brunette rubbed her hands up and down Nicole’s long torso, smiling as she felt the muscles beneath her lose their tension. Once Nicole was relaxed, she leaned back down and continued kissing the woman’s stomach, smiling at the moans she heard coming from above her. She trailed kisses back up between Nicole’s breasts and ended on her lips, greedily kissing the woman as their tongues battled for dominance.

Waverly slid her hand down between their bodies and into slick folds. She gasped at the amount of wetness there. She didn’t know if it was mostly arousal, or menstrual blood, or an equal combination of both, and she didn’t care. Either way, it was lubrication for her fingers to do exactly what they wanted to Nicole.

“Baby, I want you inside me.” Nicole pleaded as she reached out for Waverly’s hand and moved it down to her entrance, pushing the girl’s fingers inside.

Nicole’s mouth opened wide at the feeling of being filled before the sides of her mouth curled up into a satisfied smile. She felt Waverly pump her fingers in and out, but it wasn’t enough.

“Faster.” Nicole demanded, and Waverly obliged. “God baby, your fingers feel so good inside me.”

Waverly smiled to herself, proud of what she was doing to her beautiful girlfriend. She used her thumb to rub Nicole’s clit, causing a very loud, very sexy moan to leave the redhead’s lips.

Nicole could feel it. She was getting close, but there was something she wanted, something she needed, before reaching her climax; and that something was Waverly. Nicole moved her legs so that both she and Waverly were each straddling a thigh. Nicole grabbed Waverly’s hand that had stilled inside her in response to the sudden change of position and urged her to move it again, signaling for Waverly to continue. Once the brunette caught on, Nicole let go and immediately moved her hand up to Waverly’s center and ran her own fingers through velvet lips. When she felt how wet Waverly was, she was overcome with passion.

“Oh Jesus, Waverly. I love you so much. God I love you so much.”

Waverly gasped at the feeling of Nicole entering her and instantly began to grind her hips down against the redhead beneath her.

The sounds and feeling of Waverly’s pleasure, and the feeling of her own pleasure sent Nicole soaring over the edge and into her orgasm. Once Nicole had calmed down, she continued her movements inside Waverly and felt the petite woman reach her own climax. Nicole waited for the girl to come down from her high before bringing her soaked fingers up to her lips and sucking them dry. She watched Waverly remove her own fingers and, without looking, wipe them on the towel beneath them.

“See? Period sex is good.” Waverly said as she plopped down beside Nicole. The redhead shot up as soon as she saw the red spot on Waverly’s thigh that had been between her legs.

“Shit. I got it on you.” She stood up to grab another towel and noticed the blood between her own legs spreading all the way out to her inter thighs. “Oh god. Dammit.” Her face turned beet red. Before she could turn to run away into the bathroom, Waverly grabbed her arm, effectively stopping her.

“Baby, it’s okay. It’s expected. It didn’t get on the bed or anything. We just have to wash it off, that’s all.”

“Yeah but, it got on you!” Nicole replied, eyes wide at how nonchalant Waverly was being about her period blood literally being on the girl’s skin.

“You think I’ve never had blood on me before? You should’ve seen the state of me when I got my first period.” She snorted at the memory. Nicole, really, it’s not a big deal. I’m fine. I’ll just wash it off and it’ll be gone.” She rubbed Nicole’s arm and gave her a warm smile.

“Okay, you’re right. I don’t know why I’m freaking out so much.” She nervously rubbed the back of her neck.

“It’s okay, love.” Waverly entwined her fingers with Nicole’s as she stood up from the bed. “Come on, let’s go clean up.”

“Shower sex?” Nicole teased. She only meant it as a joke, but the devilish grin on Waverly’s face told her that it was in fact not a joke, but rather a promise.