He slips his hand up my thigh and kisses me before he pushes under the breech-cloth bandages that Tadja gave me. And while I gasp and press my fingers against his bleeding wound, he kisses me and murmurs sweet things to me and rubs my clit until I come, crying out against him.
Interesting blood play. Blood play for both and an orgasm for her on her period. I can’t recall if I’ve read something similar or not before.
