"my fucking tampon is stuck inside of me!"

sukuna can't help but let out a laugh which earns him a well-deserved smack to the head. he does wince slightly but that doesn't stop his flurry of chuckles. "how'd you do that, huh? that's quite the feat i must say," he jokes.

"shut up and help me out or leave me alone!," you bawl loudly, tears of frustration and worry streaming down your face.

he swipes his thumb across your face, wiping your tear stained cheeks. "yea yea, c'mon. i'll help ya."

"really?," you mutter, your whole demeanour changing from one of rage to one of pity. "you're not... grossed out or anything?"

"huh?," he replies as he grabs one of the towels hanging by the door, slinging it over his shoulder. he looks at you with this incredulous look, like you'd just uttered the most stupid thing he'd ever heard. "why the fuck would i be grossed out? now up you go."

in one effortless swoop, he lifts you up and heads back to the bedroom, where he then gently sets you down on the bed. he places the towel besides you and says, "go on. lay down so i can take that damn thing out."

you do as he says, shyly opening your legs open and propping yourself on your elbows to see him situated between your legs, inspecting you down below. "tell me if it hurts or anything," he says before slowly opening your folds and sliding two of his fingers inside.

sukuna's fingers move with the utmost care and caution, trying his best to grab ahold of the damned tampon lodged inside of you. "loosen up a bit, princess," he grunts, going in a bit deeper as he feels the string just within his reach.

"thought you like how tight i am," you giggle, trying to make a joke to ease your nerves. all he does is scoff at your remark, though there is a hint of a smirk on his features.

"okay, think i got it," he huffs, eyes narrowed in concentration as he takes it out bit by bit, doing his absolute best not to hurt you in any way. you yelp quietly when his nail grazes your walls for a split second and he stops immediately, looking at you to give the sign to go on.

and when you do, in the following few moments, he pops out the bloody tampon — hurray! your legs flop down in relief, your entire body finally relaxing and a content smile spread across your lips. "oh, thank god! thank you, baby," you sigh, sitting straight up on the towel.

sukuna doesn't say anything, staring at the bloodied object in his hand. and before you can tell him to throw that away, he interjects, "so this entire thing is just... inside you? the whole time?"

"well... yea," you answer, tilting your head. "that's how tampons work."

"it's just that it looks bigger than what i've seen in the boxes."

"well obviously. that's because it expands once you put it in."

"WHAT!," he shouts, his eyes practically bulging out of his sockets in surprise. you have to cover your mouth to stifle your laughter. "how's that even possible? shit isn't uncomfortable for you? why the fuck isn't there a more viable option?"

"i suppose you could just ask the internet, maybe go on reddit. i'm sure you'll find your answer."

and though you had intended that to be purely a joke, that night you'd caught him scrolling through reddit and other clinical websites that discussed just about anything and everything to do with menstruation! what a sweetheart he could be at times ♡ !

"my fucking tampon is stuck inside of me!"

sukuna can't help but let out a laugh which earns him a well-deserved smack to the head. he does wince slightly but that doesn't stop his flurry of chuckles. "how'd you do that, huh? that's quite the feat i must say," he jokes.

"shut up and help me out or leave me alone!," you bawl loudly, tears of frustration and worry streaming down your face.

he swipes his thumb across your face, wiping your tear stained cheeks. "yea yea, c'mon. i'll help ya."

"really?," you mutter, your whole demeanour changing from one of rage to one of pity. "you're not... grossed out or anything?"

"huh?," he replies as he grabs one of the towels hanging by the door, slinging it over his shoulder. he looks at you with this incredulous look, like you'd just uttered the most stupid thing he'd ever heard. "why the fuck would i be grossed out? now up you go."

in one effortless swoop, he lifts you up and heads back to the bedroom, where he then gently sets you down on the bed. he places the towel besides you and says, "go on. lay down so i can take that damn thing out."

you do as he says, shyly opening your legs open and propping yourself on your elbows to see him situated between your legs, inspecting you down below. "tell me if it hurts or anything," he says before slowly opening your folds and sliding two of his fingers inside.

sukuna's fingers move with the utmost care and caution, trying his best to grab ahold of the damned tampon lodged inside of you. "loosen up a bit, princess," he grunts, going in a bit deeper as he feels the string just within his reach.

"thought you like how tight i am," you giggle, trying to make a joke to ease your nerves. all he does is scoff at your remark, though there is a hint of a smirk on his features.

"okay, think i got it," he huffs, eyes narrowed in concentration as he takes it out bit by bit, doing his absolute best not to hurt you in any way. you yelp quietly when his nail grazes your walls for a split second and he stops immediately, looking at you to give the sign to go on.

and when you do, in the following few moments, he pops out the bloody tampon — hurray! your legs flop down in relief, your entire body finally relaxing and a content smile spread across your lips. "oh, thank god! thank you, baby," you sigh, sitting straight up on the towel.

sukuna doesn't say anything, staring at the bloodied object in his hand. and before you can tell him to throw that away, he interjects, "so this entire thing is just... inside you? the whole time?"

"well... yea," you answer, tilting your head. "that's how tampons work."

"it's just that it looks bigger than what i've seen in the boxes."

"well obviously. that's because it expands once you put it in."

"WHAT!," he shouts, his eyes practically bulging out of his sockets in surprise. you have to cover your mouth to stifle your laughter. "how's that even possible? shit isn't uncomfortable for you? why the fuck isn't there a more viable option?"

"i suppose you could just ask the internet, maybe go on reddit. i'm sure you'll find your answer."

and though you had intended that to be purely a joke, that night you'd caught him scrolling through reddit and other clinical websites that discussed just about anything and everything to do with menstruation! what a sweetheart he could be at times ♡ !

"my fucking tampon is stuck inside of me!"

sukuna can't help but let out a laugh which earns him a well-deserved smack to the head. he does wince slightly but that doesn't stop his flurry of chuckles. "how'd you do that, huh? that's quite the feat i must say," he jokes.

"shut up and help me out or leave me alone!," you bawl loudly, tears of frustration and worry streaming down your face.

he swipes his thumb across your face, wiping your tear stained cheeks. "yea yea, c'mon. i'll help ya."

"really?," you mutter, your whole demeanour changing from one of rage to one of pity. "you're not... grossed out or anything?"

"huh?," he replies as he grabs one of the towels hanging by the door, slinging it over his shoulder. he looks at you with this incredulous look, like you'd just uttered the most stupid thing he'd ever heard. "why the fuck would i be grossed out? now up you go."

in one effortless swoop, he lifts you up and heads back to the bedroom, where he then gently sets you down on the bed. he places the towel besides you and says, "go on. lay down so i can take that damn thing out."

you do as he says, shyly opening your legs open and propping yourself on your elbows to see him situated between your legs, inspecting you down below. "tell me if it hurts or anything," he says before slowly opening your folds and sliding two of his fingers inside.

sukuna's fingers move with the utmost care and caution, trying his best to grab ahold of the damned tampon lodged inside of you. "loosen up a bit, princess," he grunts, going in a bit deeper as he feels the string just within his reach.

"thought you like how tight i am," you giggle, trying to make a joke to ease your nerves. all he does is scoff at your remark, though there is a hint of a smirk on his features.

"okay, think i got it," he huffs, eyes narrowed in concentration as he takes it out bit by bit, doing his absolute best not to hurt you in any way. you yelp quietly when his nail grazes your walls for a split second and he stops immediately, looking at you to give the sign to go on.

and when you do, in the following few moments, he pops out the bloody tampon — hurray! your legs flop down in relief, your entire body finally relaxing and a content smile spread across your lips. "oh, thank god! thank you, baby," you sigh, sitting straight up on the towel.

sukuna doesn't say anything, staring at the bloodied object in his hand. and before you can tell him to throw that away, he interjects, "so this entire thing is just... inside you? the whole time?"

"well... yea," you answer, tilting your head. "that's how tampons work."

"it's just that it looks bigger than what i've seen in the boxes."

"well obviously. that's because it expands once you put it in."

"WHAT!," he shouts, his eyes practically bulging out of his sockets in surprise. you have to cover your mouth to stifle your laughter. "how's that even possible? shit isn't uncomfortable for you? why the fuck isn't there a more viable option?"

"i suppose you could just ask the internet, maybe go on reddit. i'm sure you'll find your answer."

and though you had intended that to be purely a joke, that night you'd caught him scrolling through reddit and other clinical websites that discussed just about anything and everything to do with menstruation! what a sweetheart he could be at times ♡ !