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It was a sunny day outside, a nice breeze coasting through. Pepa was very much calm today, it was a clear observation from the clear skies above you. There were no major responsibilities today too! It would have been a delightful day for you, but alas, the time of the month came a few days ago and you felt it heavily still. The cramps weren't awful anymore, not since you began courting Bruno Madrigal and started hanging out near his family more. Julieta's arepas and tres leches cakes were miracles for your cramps. It was a major plus to being with Bruno for sure. But, what really got you was how sweet he was when it was that time. For years, you were alone, crying, being ignored or told to just suck it up, that the pain and icky feelings were natural and why were you making such a fuss? The fatigue, the mess, stained clothes and bedsheets, the mood swings, food cravings, nausea, all of it was like a little dose of hell that was only made worse by your own parents dismissal of your feelings and invalidating your struggles. Now, though, it was more manageable. It felt so nice to be cared for when it was hard.
Bruno sat next to you at the lunch table, setting his plate down with a small clinking sound from the fork being jostled against the plate. His eyebrows raised as you didn't look at him with a smile like you did when you felt better. He knew your moon was still going on and he gave a quiet sigh, sneaking his hand under his table to hold your hand.
"Do you need me to get some fresh clothes? Or water?"
He whispered, leaning his face close to yours. You look up, shaking your head no. You rest your head on his shoulder.
"I'm feeling a lot right now, Brunito. Just wanna eat, then go back to bed. Wanna be held.."
Bruno hummed and gave a little smile, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.
"Of course, mi vida. We'll do that. Do you want a telenovela? I can ask the rats to do the pirate one you like."
You gave a light chuckle and glanced up at him, pressing a kiss to his cheek.
"Maybe. I just want you more right now.."
Bruno widened his smile and kissed your head once more before the rest of the family came to sit down. Mirabel took a seat next to Bruno, feeling most comfortable next to her Tìo and wanting to help him get through socializing again smoother. You sat on the corner of the table, followed by Bruno, Mirabel, Luisa, Isabela, Julieta, and Agustin. It was a bit squished, but worked fine enough for the time being. The other end of the table was open, but no one quite asked if that was alright, seeing as Abuela Alma was the head of the table for years prior. On the opposite side were Pepa, Felix, Dolores, Camilo, and Antonio. At the head of the table was Abuela Alma.
On better days, the both of you tended to come just as lunch was starting instead of early. It didn't help that Bruno still had issues regaining his hunger cues from starvation in the walls, forgetting about meal times entirely. You had to drag him to meals most days. When you were on your period, he switched roles with confidence though. It was so odd to see, but he would be so caring and give you his arm to walk yourself to the breakfast or lunch or dinner table in order to give you support when you feel icky. If it was really bad, he would bring food back to his bedroom for you. It was shared by the both of you, but still technically his. The both of you could switch off who was the more supportive caregiver type depending on who needed it more that day.
Abuela tapped her glass and announced the date of Dolores and Marino's wedding as they have been courting for some time now. Pepa smiled, but droplets of rain dripped down on her hair from the grief of seeing her kid but a big milestone in life. Felix took her hand and whispered words to her. Mirabel was happy, speaking with joy at how well that was going. Isabela did too, but with a side of relief of not having to marry Mariano anymore too. Everyone was so happy and you gave a genuine smile. You didn't say much though besides congratulations, wanting to eat and stop being social for the time being. Bruno did the same, keeping your hand held under the table and giving small squeezes every so often to keep you company without words. Bruno never liked talking much to large groups of people anyways, even if they were his family. He could handle talking to one or two people at once, but more than that was overwhelming at times.
"Eek! That's so lovely, Dolores! Do you have your wedding dress picked out? Do you want me to help you make one?" Mirabel said, joy beaming from her.
Dolores giggled and shook her head, her voice low and quiet, "No, no.. This is still over a month out. If you want to come look at dresses with me, you can though, Mirabel. It'll be me, mamà, Tìa Julieta, Abuela, Isabela, you, and Tìo Bruno's prometido if they want to join."
You swallow your bite of cake and quickly wipe your mouth to be sure you're presentable before talking.
"Sure! That sounds like a great time, Dolores."
Dolores squeaks happily and takes a sip of her juice. At watching this, Bruno takes his cup to take a sip too, being reminded he should drink something.
"That sounds delightful. When?" Mirabel asks.
"Two days." Dolores replies.
"Alright!" Mirabel moved her hands, her elbow bumping Bruno's and making him tip his drink a little. It splatters on his ruana, quickly soaking into his lap. He sets down his drink and stands up from his seat, keeping his ruana from getting his pants wet too. Mirabel flinches, knowing that was a careless movement she did and expecting to be chastised. Bruno looks over and his eyebrows raised before furrowing and reassuring her.
"It's alright, Mira! Está bien, solo un accidente.. I'll.. I'll go clean this up. Excuse me."
Bruno gives a smile to his sobrina and pats her back before walking to the shared bedroom. He rushes his walk and leaves his half eaten plate behind. You know better than to think he's going to come back and finish it. When things like this happen, he rushes off and forgets about food and if you try offering it again, it'll just stay cold. You eat your last bite of cake and finish your drink quickly before excusing yourself from the table as well, saying you don't feel well and you want to see where Bruno went off to. Everyone nods, not giving hardship over it as Bruno is a bit odd and you seem to make his assimilation back into normal life easier.
You take your and Bruno's dirty dishes to the kitchen, placing them in the sink. Casita fills it with water and cleans them up quickly. You always found Casita cute and thank her with a gentle rub on her countertop before turning to go to the bedroom. You pass by the other rooms of Casita and take a turn to Bruno's door, opening it and walking in. Ever since Casita fell and Bruno left the walls, meeting you in the process, his bedroom has undergone a lot of changes. At least according to both Bruno and Mirabel, you've only seen it as it is now. There is an hourglass doorway into the main area still without the pouring sad and when you walk in, there's a wide open space with the things Bruno needs to do visions such as buckets upon buckets of sand, matches, leaves, etc..
You take a right to the open space and open the door to the actual bedroom. If you took a left, or were someone not as invited, you would be automatically redirected to the stone stairs ranging an absurd amount of distance to his "vision cave" that hasn't been used to decades to your knowledge. That area is filled with stupid amounts of sand and dust. Neither of you really go in there, there's no point, but Casita keeps it as a reminder for Bruno or a redirection path to those unwanted, you suppose.
As you open the bedroom door, you see Bruno scrambling around to get his rats off of the bed he just made. He had his ruana off, just in his shabby purple shirt and pants now. Even his shoes were kicked off to beside the door entrance. He gently pushes a rat that was staying on the bed with his finger.
"Aye, chico, shoo! Off, off, I just made the bed and-"
"Hola, Bruno."
He jumps, clearly startled and turns, falling into the bed and holding his hand over his chest.
"Dios mío, me asustaste! Are you done eating? I didn't think you would be done yet."
You giggle and step out of your own shoes, walking to him. He lets his hand fall and his breathing calms, his eyes looking up and down over you as he sits up on the bed. The little rat scurries off and crawls onto the dresser instead, giving you more room.
"Lo Siento, Brunito. I didn't mean to. I didn't have much left on my plate when you left the table."
"Ah. Well, I made the bed for you! The rats wanted in once I mentioned cuddles though. If it's okay to let them sleep near us, mi amor."
You smile and nod, making Bruno soften his look at you. You lift your leg up to crawl into the bed, moving to straddle and sit on his lap. He immediately wraps his arms around your waist, moving one hand to rub your back. You cup his cheek with your hand and kiss his other cheek again.
"Gracias. I want some time before they come sleep near us, though."
"That's fine. Shoo, pequeñas ratas, shoo. You can come afterwards."
Bruno says as he waves his hand a moment. The rats slowly crawl out, seeing as you left the door a crack open. You glance behind you as the last one takes their sweet time before leaving. It makes you giggle.
Bruno moves his hand to your thigh, rubbing it and leaning close to your face.
"You want something, mi amor, what is it?"
He reads you so well.
"Just want some time with you.."
Your voice lowers as you wrap your arms around your shoulders and nuzzle your nose against his.
"It's more than that, tell me, mi vida. I can see the future, but I can't read minds."
You roll your eyes playfully and tilt your head to kiss him gently, pulling back before he can react. His hand grabs your thigh tighter as his other arm tugs you against him.
"Don't tease.. You know that's mean."
You giggle and give him another kiss, letting him give it back. His scruffy beard scratches and tickles your cheeks and chin as you keep giving him little pecks. His eyes shut and his hand goes from grabbing to almost groping your thigh, sneaking it up your bum slowly.
You pull back, licking your lips and sitting back on his lap. You feel a whole lot right now, cursing and thanking your intense hormones. You do give another thank you to Julieta's cooking again in your head as it takes away the pain, just leaving the intense emotions and some other symptoms. You sigh and let a hand trace down his chest, his shirt slightly open to show his pointy collarbones.
"Would.. blood bother you..?"
Bruno blinks, then glances away.
"Oh.. No? I'm not sure. I honestly just thought we were kissing."
You feel the start of rejection and your throat tenses up from the incomplete answer. Bruno looks back to you and moves his hand off your thigh, back to your waist, talking softly with love.
"Do you want more than kissing?"
You nod, pouting your bottom lip just a little. He was so handsome and sweet and it made you want to maul him from cuteness aggression, if only a little. You also wanted to fuck him, seeing how kind he was to others and especially little kids. The baby fever was intense currently and worse than it ever has been. He watched over Antonio without being asked, letting his fingers being grabbed and being led around to go play with him. He held Antonio when he was upset and fixed it so easily. Even when Mirabel made a mistake by bumping him, he quickly reassured her and made sure she was okay before cleaning himself up. He was generous in his patience and love and it made you feel feral.
"Is anything going to hurt, mi vida..? I've never done this before. I'm just used to getting stuff for the señoras."
You sink into his lap further and look away.
"We should get a towel, so we don't ruin the bed.. Should probably get a fresh cloth too for afterwards and clothes."
Bruno nods and pats your side gently, telling you to get off him for a minute. You do, sitting on his bed with your legs folded as he gets up to grab said things. You honestly had no idea how this was going to go. You didn't really have a higher sex drive before being with Bruno, especially on your moon. Usually at these times, you feel completely turned off from everything, but now your hormones are dialed up and you want it suddenly.
Bruno comes back, setting a nightgown and new pad cloth on the dresser, then holding the towel on his arm. You look at him, then quickly get up.
"Sorry.."
"Why?"
Bruno asks a he lays the towel down on the bed, readjusting the pillows further against the headboard.
"For being needy.. and gross. This is gross.."
Bruno turns and reaches for a small ribbon on the bedside table, tying his dark hair into a ponytail as he talks.
"So? If it's too much, we can stop or never do it again. I'm okay with it and you want sex. You're bleeding and that's natural. I don't see the problem here besides a bit of mess."
You whine and step closer, waiting to hug him once his hands go down and his hair is put up. He wraps you in his arms and rocks you a little.
"You're feeling a lot. I feel a lot too sometimes. I'm just fine with this and I still find you desirable, mi amor."
"Thank you, Brunito."
He hums and kisses your head, shrugging.
"I'm probably going to enjoy this too. I like sex with you. More than I thought I ever would enjoy anything sexual at all. If you want it to stop, say so, though."
You nod and turn your head to press your lips against his neck. He stiffens and lets out a content, quiet exhale slowly. His hands sneak down to your bum and to your shoulders, slipping his fingers under the frills of your dress as he presses a kiss to your temple.
You press yourself against him, a hand on his jaw to move his head and to let you bite his neck. As soon as your teeth latch on, digging into his skin the sweetest way possible, his knees buckle and he lets himself sit on the edge of the bed. He grasps harder and whines. He always gets whiny when you give him love bites.
You suck and nip, then pull away, giggling.
"Are you happy, mi vida?"
"Very much."
Bruno tugs you closer, rubbing the palms of his hands over your hips before turning his hand to rub your fingers over your tummy. He looks content, his eyes happy despite the eye bags and dull skin.
"I love you.."
"I love you too, Bruno."
He sits back, glancing over your body.
"Lay down. I'll get on top."
You make a noise in agreement and he shifts over, letting you crawl into the bed. You start tugging up the skirt of your dress and Bruno leans over, grabbing it and pulling your dress over your head quicker than you planned. He hands it over the foot of the bed as you fold your legs, waiting for permission or him to ask you to take off your panties.
Bruno gets on all fours and hovers over you to hook his boney fingers into he sides of your panties and tug them down. He sets them, with the bloody cloth on the nightstand, leaving you naked. He's seen you naked before, but it still feels awkward in the moments without words or actions, just looks. You glance down between your thighs, seeing blood smear against the inner parts of them, and it feels.. like it's unnatural when it's fully normal. It feels shameful when it's not.
Bruno tugs off his clothes and has them join your dress, then comes to you.
"You still want this, mi amor? Your face looks worried."
You nod and let your hands find his shoulders, slipping down to his upper arms. He smiles, not looking down yet, but just at your face with adoration. He presses a kiss to your forehead and lets his hands slip down to your hips, readjusting you gently to be in the center of the towel underneath you.
"Te amo, mi sol."
"Te quiero más."
Bruno chuckles at the loving defiance, moving you to lay down as he hovers on top. You comply and let your hands wander over his shoulders and neck.
"Te amo más que al mundo."
You playfully roll your eyes at his affection, hand moving to gently tug his ponytail.
"Oye!"
Bruno ducks his head under your neck, biting down on your neck as he moves your thighs around his hips. You feel his swollen cock against the inner parts of your thighs, smearing the head in a little bit of blood. He sucks your neck, his tongue moving against the now bruised spot. You wrap your legs securely around him and reach down to give his cock a few pumps before lining it up to your hole. He unlatches from your neck with a small pop sound and kisses the spot.
"Do you want me inside? Do you want me to make love to you?"
You nuzzle your nose against his and whine with need. He smiles and captures your lips against his as he pushes in slowly. It feels almost painful, but not exactly, stretching you out and making your body hypersensitive to movement. You dig your nails into his shoulders, feeling his bones through his skin, and relax a little as to not hurt him. He has put on weight, but not much. Bruno didn't see bothered by the harsh grabbing at all, his eyes shut closed and face blissed out as he inches into you. Bruno lets out a quiet moan as he gets himself all in, very slowly, and opens his eyes to check your reaction. As you feel him stop moving, you let yourself breathe, and feel a bit shocked at the lack of any discomfort. You felt needy, wanting him to move, and he didn't have to stay still at all.
"P-Please fuck me.."
"Sì, mi a-amor.."
He smiles, his hands grasing your hips gently yet firmly as he slowly takes his cock out before thrusting back in. He does it again at the same slow pace before speeding up a bit, his eyebrows scrunched and bottom lip being bitten as he takes advantage of the squeezing around his cock.
You lean your head back and squeak, seeing his face show how much he's enjoying this. It makes you feel warmer inside your tummy and tingly on your clit. You grab his shoulder rougher with one hand and sneak your other down to play with your clit, rubbing in slow circles at first.
The sounds leaving your mouth are filthy, wanton, so loud. You hoped Dolores couldn't overhear this at all. The sound of skin slapping against each other was just so prominent too, and when you glanced down, Bruno's cock was coated in a thin layer of blood and other fluids. It doesn't seem that he minded though, getting rougher and faster as he chews up his lip between groans.
"Fuck-! Mi vida, dios mios, I'm gonna cum-"
"Uh-huh.. please, Bruno. Wanna have you, I love you, a-ah!"
You press down harder on your clit as you rub, your legs starting to twitch a little. You squeeze down on his cock as one of his hands move to your breast, squeezing and pinching the nipple. It makes you feel tighter and closer to reaching your own orgasm, feeling his cock give a twitch in you.
You lean up and kiss him. He returns the gesture and pins you down to give you it back harder before giving one thrust and stilling in you. He whines, moans, curses, and a few roles of cum spill inside of you.
He pants, letting go of the way he grabbed you to hug you gently instead, laying on top of you to rest. You didn't cum yet, feeling a bit dissatisfied. Bruno usually always came fast, the guy was touch deprived for years and deprived of sex or any intimate affection from another person even longer. You couldn't blame him, but you feel so pent up still. If you didn't cum with him, he would use his mouth or fingers to finish you off, not wanting you to feel left out, but given the situation and blood.. You didn't think it was going to happen. The fingers might have, but you wanted his cock, not just his fingers.
His cock softened a little inside of you and he lifted himself up to look at your face. He looks so content and kissed your lips gently.
"Te amo.. Te amo.."
Bruno mumured his words and you returned the kisses in-between as you rub your probably blooded fingers on the towel underneath, wanting them somewhat clean. You shift your one leg higher on his hip, feeling the start of his ribs against your knee. He looks back, confused, then squeaks as you flip him over and get on top. His cock slipped out of you and he sits on his elbows, his eyebrows cocked.
"What-?"
You sit on his lap, his cock against your cunt as you kiss his lips again.
"Want more... Want your babies in me, Bruno.."
His eyes widen and he glances away, then back.
"Repeat..?"
You sit up, grabbing his cock and sliding back down on it. He huffs with a bit of overstimulation and pleasure, jolting up into you.
"Want your babies. I wanna cum and wanna have your baby in me.."
You softly whine, lifting up just the littlest bit and bouncing back down. Bruno's eyes roll back and squeeze shut, his hands grabbing your hips so hard they might bruise. He pants his words, but don't try stopping you as you continue your little bounces.
"Christ.. Mi Vida.. D-Dios me salve-!"
You place a hand on his chest and other back on his shoulder as you pick up the pace of you riding his cock, moaning while you do. You then take the hand off his shoulder and back to your clit, rubbing it in hopes you cum cause you feel so fuzzy in your head.
Bruno hangs on for fear life, grasping your hips and jolting up into you from how overstimulated he is. It feels too good to stop though and he's fully hard from being told you want to have his baby. It awakened a little thing in him and make him leak into your cunt, feeling fuzzy as he imagines your belly as swollen for him.
As he opens his eyes briefly, he sees how much you're enjoying yourself on his cock and twitches in you, feeling himself tighten again. He sees your blood and his cum coat his cock and it's a sight to look at as his cock disappears inside your tight little cunt.
You feel closer, quickly grabbing one of his hands off your hips and to touch your breast as you rub furiously. He rolls your nipples between his fingers and gasps for air as you ride him.
"Wanna have your babies, you'd be a good d-dad! I love you, te amo, fuck-!"
You clench around Bruno's cock, milking it for all he has and twitch in your thighs as the feeling wrecks you. You brace your hands on his chest as you feel yourself soak him further, your vision white and head fuzzy with pleasure. Bruno cums too with a loud moan, squeezing far too tightly as he pumps you full of another load. He also twitches until the feeling is over and his balls are emptied into you.
As you come down from your high, you pant, seeing the sweaty, twitchy man underneath you. You decide to maybe give him a break as you feel his cock soften again and crawl off his lap, collapsing down on the bed while keeping your pelvis over the towel. He pants and opens his eyes, shocked at what just happened.
"Woah.. didn't know you wanted that, mi amor.."
You smile and blush, nuzzling your face into his neck.
"You would be a good papí.."
"Hmm.. I need to marry you first, then we'll talk about it. I'd need to talk to the rats about making baby telenovelas.."
He jokes, turning his head to kiss yours. You smile and reach an arm over him, tugging him closer.
He sighs, feeling his body come down from the massive high, then sits up.
"Let's get cleaned up and dressed, mi amor. We can lay down afterwards."
You follow and climb off the bed without objection, lifting yourself off the towel. Bruno goes to grab some clean rags and fresh clothes that Casita hurried to the bedroom door in a basket. As he does, his thin legs shaking a bit, you turn to see how badly you bled all over. You cringe at the sight of light, pink blood staining the towel along with other spots of fluids. You swallow the feeling of shame as Bruno comes back over, a hand rubbing your back.
"Open your legs."
You hold his shoulders for support and do, his hand holding a cloth to clean up the mix of blood of cum leaking out onto your thighs. His cock is still covered in blood too. It stings, feeling far too much of everything, but it's over fast. Bruno sets the dirtied cloth aside, and picks up a pair of panties with a specific period cloth on them. He leans down and you lift your feet one at a time to help you into your underwear. Once they're on and you adjust it to be properly fitted on you, he hands you a loose, green dress to just relax in.
Bruno turns to grab a cloth and clean up himself, being silent as he does. You grab the towel on the bed and fold it up, setting it with the dirty stuff before laying down. Bruno glances at you as he starts dressing himself.
"Do you want to be held?"
"Sí.."
"What's wrong?"
"Do you find me gross for enjoying that?"
Bruno slips his shirt over his head and shrugs.
"I don't know why I would. I enjoyed it too. Casita is going to clean up the dirty stuff, no one else is going to know."
"Alright.."
Bruno crawls into bed and boops your nose with a comforting smile.
"Stop worrying, I love you. Can I call the rats back in though?"
You smile and nod, moving to lay on his chest.
"Oye, regresad mis amiguitos!"
Bruno holds you close and pulls a blanket over the both of you as you hear the door creak. You lift your head up to see an itty bitty rat come through, sniff the air, then scurry to the nightstand and squeak. A few more rats come and join the little one, snuggling with it. One or two goes to the foot of the bed and gets comfy there.
"Now, back to the baby thing.."
"After a nap, Bruno.."
"Alright, alright. You sleep, I'm going to think of baby telenovelas for them. What about ones with learning colors with flowers? We could ask Isabela to help or-"
"M' sleeping.."
"Oh, right.. I love you, mi vida."
"Love you, Bruno.."