I'm on my period right now. It was like five days late and it's hurting as fuck. All I can think about is Bucky Barnes/Logan Howlet helping me with easing the pain.
So because I want to... here's a cross-over because they're my favorite people ever so I guess this is mostly for me but I'm sure someone out there will enjoy it too
I didn't want to put two GIFs so here's this instead with David Harbour in the background bcs we also love that man too
Men don't care about period blood
Top Bucky Barnes x bottom ftm reader x top logan howlet
⚠️period blood, sub-reader, taboo I guess, eating out, double penetration, not for weak stomachs⚠️
🚨 Minors and girls do not interact 🚨
Bear in mind i don't have testosterone so i still get my period. I hear your period stops when you have it but i have no clue cus i can't get my hands on it.
Fyi I started this on the fifth of November so my period is long gone as I write this and post it
Update... I'm going through another period and I'm laughing at my old me if he thought those were horrible cramps. Now? I can't even walk or the pain goes in my ass too.
Again ⚠️ MAJOR WARNING A LOT A LOT OF BLOOD PLAY ⚠️
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Y/n didn't keep track of his cycle. Again.
So. Guess who woke up with blood covered boxers this morning?
Said man woke up in discomfort. He's in discomfort for multiple reasons.
One, his abdomen hurts as fuck.
Two, his thighs are sticking together from blood.
Three, wearing wet boxers isn't fun in general let alone blood-soaked boxers.
Four, the window is wide open and so is the door. He's fucking freezing.
Five, the bed is empty. His two veterans must've stayed up again.
Both Bucky and Logan prefer the colder weather so it's no surprise the windows and doors are wide open so the breeze flows through.
Y/n groans in frustration and covers his face. But he doesn't attempt to move yet. He's angry enough that he's too lazy to move. He's already covered in blood anyway what's the point of rushing.
But the cold breeze pushes him out of bed. He slowly gets up so he doesn't get the blood on more surfaces than it already is and goes to close the window.
Once that's done he goes to his dresser and gets his period boxers. He goes to the bathroom, strips his now red boxers off, and throws them in the washer.
Once the washer goes off he takes a quick shower to clean the blood off. Then he lets his body air dry as he searches for his menstrual cup. He makes sure to slide around with a towel under his legs so in case any blood drips it doesn't fall on the floor.
Eventually, he finds it and runs it under hot water to clean it.
"Why does it smell like murder in here?" Logan's gruff voice called out from the bedroom. Y/n only grunts knowing Logan can hear him because of his higher senses. Same with why he can smell the blood on the sheets so easily.
"Oh..." is the last thing the bleeding man heard before the bedroom was filled with sheet ruffling.
A couple of minutes later, Logan walked into the bathroom with the sheets he took off the bed and coveres. He stops the washer to add it in before setting it off again.
All while he did that y/n was zoned out sitiing on the toiled just letting the blood drip into it because it's way comfortable and easier. But you can't sit on the toilet for days. So Logan walks up to him and crouches in front of him.
At such proximity the veterans nose is hit with the strong smell of iron. "Hey, bub. You gonna get up some day." He keeps his voice soft so he doesn't set off y/n's mood randomizer.
The bleeding man snaps out of it and nods. He reaches for his cup again. Logan nods too and kisses his hurting lovers' forehead before leaving so he can have some privacy.
Meanwhile, Bucky is in the kitchen desperately trying to figure out the new coffee machine they got as a gift from y/n's friend.
He lets out a few curses under his breath as he tries to understand what's happening. That's until a hairy hand reaches around him and presses a few buttons, and boom. The coffee is brewing.
The metal armed man groans and chukles afterward. "Thanks, pup." He smiled at the smaller man with kitty ears hair behind him. Being a part of a throuple with two other short men helps with y/n's dysphoria. (Comic heights)
Logan grunts in response. He doesn't like being called pup, but no matter how many times he says it, y/n and Bucky still call him that. It's what he gets for calling everyone, bub. It's basically the same thing, but instead of b, it's p.
They both silently watch the coffee drip into the mug.
"James!" Y/n groans in frustration. The veterans tense up but look at each other, wondering which one he's yelling at.
"Both of you!" That snaps the two veterans out of their tranz and run towards y/n.
Said man is standing in the living room staring at their cat, who's covered in mud, that was dripping from Bucky's and Logan's shoes.
The white fur is now brown and sticky as the adorable feline wiggles on her back as if asking for belly rubs.
The bleeding man looks at the veterans and glares. They know what that means, and Bucky grabs Alpine while Logan grabs the boots. They both take them to the bathroom to wash off.
Y/n goes to the kitchen and takes Bucky's finished coffee. He grabs something to eat and goes to the living room. He opens the box of chocolate chip cookies and starts stuffing his face with the cookies and the coffee.
"Hey, that was mine." Bucky chuckled when he noticed y/n is drinking his coffee.
The bleeding man only grumbles and keeps drinking.
Bucky chuckles and goes to make another coffee. This time, he tries to remember what Logan did for the machine to work. Surprisingly, he figures it out and makes a simple black coffee.
Soon, Logan joines them with a cat burrito. He sets alpine who's wrapped in a tortilla blanket on y/n's lap and kisses his forehead before going to the kitchen.
The day goes by painfully slow for the man in pain. He's used up all his last painkillers. Normally, Logan or Bucky would've gone to buy more, but to y/n's luck today, it's a national holiday. So. Everything is closed.
So y/n is left to suffer.
But! The veterans talked, and borh agreed to help their boyfriend with his pain.
The bleeding man is still sitting in the living room. Alpine purring loudly in his lap as she suckles and kneeds on the fluffly blanket covering y/n's thighs.
Logan walks into the living room and picks up alpine. Y/n is about to protest, but Logan sits in his lap instead.
Logan is basically the second house cat. He's got claws. He growls. He purrs. He loves cuddles. And he's tiny enough to comfortably hold him in a lap. Besides the weight. But y/n's likes the weight. It's calming.
That's until Logan starts peppering kisses on the bleeding man's neck. He can feel y/n tense up so he starts to purr to calm him down again.
"Damn you" y/n huffed but pulled Logan closer.
Bucky watches from the doorway.
Usually, y/n is the one on top. He loves using his strap. But when he's on his period, the vetrans want to take care of him instead.
Y/n knows what's happening. He's not dumb. Is he in the mood? He's not sure. But he'll let it play out and see.
And so it did. Y/n is now naked in bed. A large towel under his hips and thighs as he watches Bucky setting up any necessary extra towels.
Logan is in the bathroom probably looking for their box of extra condoms and lube.
Y/n is hit with immense cramps and clutches his stomach. Bucky notices and immediately sits with him. The metal-armed man rubs circles onto y/n's belly.
He decides to skip the waiting and slowly reaches between the bleeding man's legs. Said man gasps and looks at Bucky who only gives him a reassuring smile.
Bucky slowly reaches down and gently removes the menstrual cup before taking it to the bathroom where Logan takes the cup and sends Bucky back.
When Bucky returned he saw y/n curled up in a ball, clenching his belly with his eyes shut tight.
The metal armed man immediately rushed to bed and pulled y/n to lay on his back. "Hey hey it's alright let me help." He said soothingly. Y/n whines and holds his abdomen.
Bucky slowly and gently removed the bleeding man's hands. He kisses his abdomen and gently runs his hands over those slightly bloodied thighs.
Not long after that Logan comes back with condoms, lube and some now found painkillers if the cramps get too bad.
Bucky slowly starts to kiss towards y/n's bleeding cunt. The moment his lips touch y/n's clit Bucky feels the body underneath him jump.
Logan sits by the hurting man's side and starts to kiss and purr against his skin to comfort him.
Y/n's face scrunches. He doesn't know if he wants it or not. So he just lets it play out and sees because he knows the veterans will stop if he asks.
The metal-armed man takes his time. His tongue slowly licks around the sensitive nub, licks down the outer sides of the inner lips. Then the inner sides. And eventually the opening. He stops when y/n's hand jump into his hair.
He slowly caresses y/n's thigh with his metal arm while Logan rubs y/n's abdomen and kisses his neck.
The mixture of kisses, caresses and Logan's purrs helps the bleeding man relax. He eventually eased the grip on Bucky's hair and lets him continue.
Bucky starts licking again. He doesn't want to use his fingers. He knows the tongue is enough when he's eating y/n out.
It doesn't take long before he's making out with the weeping cunt. He's like a starved man. And the way y/n's legs wrap around his head and squeeze only fuels him more. He rubs the clit with his nose as his tongue works wonders inside those bleeding walls.
Y/n's gasping and arching his back. His hand is gripping Bucky's hair so tight he's surprised he's not ripping them out. Logan can't help but stroke himself at the sight.
But this isn't for Logan. So he kisses his bleeding boyfriend and uses his free hand to play with y/n's nipple.
Y/n shakily reaches out and grabs Logan's dick. He doesn't like when the attention is only in him, so when Logan stops him, he nets out a whine in protest. The cat eared man chuckles and lets y/n do what he wants. That grin is slowly wiped off with a moan when he feels y/n's thumb right on his frenulum.
Logan cursed under his breath. Bucky is fully unaware of what's happening above him because he's too focused on his cunt makeout. He hasn't pulled up to breathe yet. But he doesn't seem to care.
Y/n does dare, though, so he tugs on Bucky's hair. He looks down to meet those beautiful blue eyes filled with passion. Bucky understands and lifts his head up to breathe. He looks like a hyena. Most of his chin is covered in blood. But it's not as messy as one would think, considering the blood mixes with the juices.
The former assassin finally notices how y/n is stroking Logan's dick.
"Should we take another step?" Bucky suggested. Logan groans with desperation but doesn't answer because it's y/n's matter.
The bleeding man thinks about it. He needs the release. Plus it'll help with the cramps. He nods and reaches for the condoms. Bucky stops him and grabs the box himself. He doesn't want y/n to move much.
The lube is forgotten. It's less likely that they'll need it. Bucky grabs a condom and hands it to Logan before he grabs one for himself. They carefully put them on.
Y/n sits up to straddle Logan's hips. He lays his back against the wolf's chest and tilts his head to bury his face in the wolf's neck. He rests one hand on Logan's that's resting on his belly to hold him in place, and puts the other one on Bucky's bicep for now.
Bucky first lines Logan up and lets y/n slowly sink onto him. The two men in front of Bucky moan.
Bucky just watches at first. He lets Logan gently rock his hips to start off with a gentle pace. Y/n keeps his face buried in Logan's neck.
Y/n knows that whenever he needs to dig his nails or teeth into something without having to hold back he can always use Logan for it. As much as Bucky loves the marks they all agreed that it's safer if y/n does it to Logan because of his healing factor so he doesn't have to worry and hold back on his pressure. And let's be honest. Logan is a masochist.
So y/n reaches back and digs his nails into Logan's bicep as he's hit with cramps. But Logan doesn't budge. He only groans and keeps a steady pace.
It doesn't take long before Bucky joins. He slowly pushes in to make sure the hurting man's body gets used to being penetrated twice at the same time.
It's not long after that that the throuple is a moaning and groaning mess.
"James" Y/n moans. He's so glad his boyfriends share a name. It's less complicated to moan for both of them. Bucky and Logan know the moan is meant for both of them. Also, a good reason why they don't get jealous over who gives better pleasure.
The boys speed up. Y/n gasps and arches his back. At this point he's forgotten the pain he woke up with as it's replaced with pleasure. "Close!" He cries out when he feels the familiar knot in his abdomen.
Both veterans start to attack their boyfriend's neck with kisses. They want to stimulate him as much as possible. Y/n's hands shoot to both of their hair and harshly grip them. They all let out curses under their breaths as they started to get sloppy.
"Yes yes yes yes yes" Y/n groans and squirts. He's not a squirter so this surprised all three of them.
Logan's senses go overload as he watches the liquid shooting onto Bucky's thighs. It's all too much for him and before he knows it he's filling his condom up.
Y/n lays against Logan who collapsed onto the pillows. They both pant and wait for Bucky to finish too.
Logan shakily reaches up and pulls Bucky into a heated kiss. The bleeding man whimpered at the sight.
Logan and Bucky smirked. They know what they're doing. So they purposely used more force into the kiss.
Y/n clenches around Bucky. That caused the metal-armed man to groan and pull away from the kiss. Bucky kisses the bleeding man instead. Y/n scratches at Bucky's back and returns the kiss.
That's all Bucky needs to let go and fill his condom too.
Bucky tries his best not to collapse so he can clean the three of them up. Once everyone's clean he joins them in bed. Logan and Bucky sandwich y/n between them and caresses his sore spots.
The bleeding man closed his eyes and murmured quiet thank yous before dozing off.
Logan and Bucky let themselves fall asleep too. They can't remember the last time they slept anyway.
