#period stuff

Then he pulled out his phone with the ultimate defense: orgasms help women with period cramps and makes them feel better. You couldn't deny facts, but here you are again claiming it's weird. Denji rolled his eyes as this was the fifth claim of disgust ever since he brought it up. He ignored you this time, instead pulling you to straddle his hips where he lay on the mattress.

"You keep sayin' that, girl." He grumbled, pouting his lips as he gripped your plump ass cheeks between his hands and gave a firm slap with his right hand. "You forget I'm a devil, honey? I bet you'd taste like heaven when you're all bloody and stuff."

Denji let out another needy sigh, spreading the jiggly globes apart and burying his face in your tits.

He didn't wait for permission. He sat up, pulling your shorts and panties down enough to expose your wet, bloody cunt. He purred with delight, pulling your panties off and throwing them off somewhere to the side. Denji guided your hips to his face, forcing you to sit on his tongue. His chest rumbled with a moan as he started to lick and suckle your oozing cunt, his nose and mouth becoming stained with red from the blood and clots seeping out of your delectable pussy.

His animalistic growls and satisfied groans. Your hips ground down against his face. His eyes flickered up to meet yours, a giddy chuckle leaving him when he met your flustered gaze.

"Weren't you just sayin' all this is gross and icky?" He muffled against your cunt, almost as desperate as you were to keep the metallic, salty taste on his tongue. "Y'ain't complaining no more, are ya?"

A shaky moan fell from your lips as your hands flew up to grip the headboard.

"Y-Yes..." You gasped, eyes fluttering shut. "But--"

"'But?'"

"But no guy wants to eat their girlfriend out on her period."

Denji raised an eyebrow, his hands sliding from the soft cushion of your ass to grip your plush hips instead.

"Yeah? Cuz they're pussies." He grumbled and laughed at the irony. "They scared of a little blood? Well, you're lucky cuz ya got me." He emphasized his words by tonguing the hardened bud of your clit, drawing out a gasp from your parted lips. "I wanna taste anything that comes outta you. You just taste so good. Smell so good. I can't help myself."

Your head bobbed dumbly to agree with all of his senseless babbling. Your focus had gone entirely to the feeling he was providing you, the building pressure in your tummy that felt so good it almost hurt.

His lips kissed up against your folds, suckling the clear juices mixing with the blood dripping down his cheeks.

Denji reached up to press a hand down on your lower back, forcing your hips down onto his face to stop you from jerking away.

Your timid attempts at running away from his tongue only drew him in further. He pinned you down against his face until you weren't even sure if he was breathing or not.

The answer was given when you came, diluting the bloody mess on his face into a blushing pink, effectively hiding the tinge of red on his own face against the smear of blood around his mouth, dribbling down his chin as he hungrily suckled your warm, spasming cunt. Once your body stilled above him, he pulled away with a needy gasp for air, his hands trembling against your soft skin.

"Are you okay?" You asked, startled by his lack of steady breath intake. "Goodness, bro, get some air."

"That was worth not breathing for." He said with a layer of dismissal on his tone. He grabbed your hips and turned you over on the bed, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand and climbing over you eagerly. "Let me do it again. I'll clean you up this time."

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