[Not right now, of course, but good god she's starving! It's as if she hasn't eaten for the entire weekend of her bloody rollercoaster. The dumplings earn an appreciate groan of pure, food related joy. The dough with the sweet paste and how it all meshes together is just perfection.]
I have to learn how to make these. [They would be great for taking to work as a midday snack, assuming they could keep well enough throughout the day.]
So, I've kind of been wanting to ask ... [Contemplative pause for dramatic effect goes here.] What made you want to try and sleep with a girl on her period, anyway?
[They are both very kinky but even Nariko had never considered it, or was otherwise made aware that it just wasn't an option.]
[He kind of...gives her a side-eye when she says she wants to learn how to make them. He's a much more experienced chef than she is, and even these end up being a little too involved for his tastes. Workable, yes, but involved.
As for her question, however, he nearly chokes on his food, then clears his throat. How should he put this...?]
[That's probably true, but as previously discussed, she can't expect him to make them for her, and she's trying to eat out a little less. It really isn't fair to rely on him so much for every bit of homemade food. She's going to be twenty-five years old in a few months. It's time to learn how to cook.
But they move along quite easily and she actually stops eating for a second, fork paused mid-air.]
Wait, so that's ... It like .... [Just give her an extra second to fumble.] There's a, uh, reaction?
[For however much it may count she doesn't seem grossed out, just very surprised.]
Sorry. [Right. He wouldn't have been so eager if it was gross to him, but it's hard to think of that kind of blood as anything but sort of gross. She literally sits back and tries to think somewhat rationally here.]
I just never imagined it'd be something appealing. [Except.] But then again that was amazing, so clearly I can stand to broaden my horizons.
[So it'll stop being 'gross' in her head soon enough. Especially if he keeps being such an awesome boyfriend while she's in blood hell for a week out of every month.]
[She's not sure what hers is, of course, aside from her usual perfume and such, but Boxer probably knows it very well by now. But that, mixed with blood, and he's okay with it. Huh. She chews on a dumpling very, very thoughtfully.]
Alright, I have to ask. [That's your warning, Boxer: This might be a stupid or otherwise terrible question.] Can you tell before it actually starts or just when it's normally there?
[His sense of smell is super honed, after all, so it's not totally out of the realm of possibility!]
[Yes, and he always prefers when she doesn't wear perfume. She's one of the good people though, the ones that recognize that a little goes a long way. Still doesn't beat au naturale.
Yikes. This is a dangerous question to answer, isn't it? And even though he recognizes the danger in it, he feels...oddly compelled to be totally honest.]
I can tell exactly where you are in your cycle at any second.
[Honesty is the best policy ... Even when it does lead one to incredibly weird truths. Nariko lets herself process that information so that she doesn't immediately jump to her first, initial reaction: Which would be something akin to embarrassed horror. He's known this whole time! Granted, it's not his fault or even a skill that he may have honed or whatever. Something occurs to her:]
[And he...uh, takes a moment to take a sip of tea.]
And that's usually what gets me horny.
[Not that he's in the habit of announcing that a smell is turning him on, but...his natural biology may or may not have attuned specifically to her cycle now. As well as his own 'season'.]
[Yeah, she's not being very clear, so she rubs the back of her neck and then leans over to kiss him outright.]
It's really okay, Boxer.
[Like 'the thought of it gets me wet' sort of okay. It sucks to be a little bit horny and in pain at once, but such is the life of period experiencing individuals.]
I mean, it is a little different. [But she isn't going to use the word 'weird' because that's a little too intense and also because weird ins't necessarily bad, either.]
But I think that part of it is sort of cool.
[What does that even mean. What does she do to make the chemistry right itself onto the correct track??? It probably involves her being in less pain than she is right now.]
I can kind of see why you might not want to tell women about this part.
[Well, that's a relief. He lets out a relieved sigh.]
Yeah...it's not gone over well in the past. Usually they get pissed that it's an "invasion of privacy" but...just because I smell it doesn't mean I try to use it to my advantage, or--even acknowledge it.
... Right, because it's not as if millions of women don't have their periods and ovulate all the time.
[Look, she'd been kind of weirded out because she thought it might have been a problem for him or that she smelled like heavy period blood 24/7. Not because she had some misconception about privacy. This obnoxious, ritualistic pain went on whether a monsterkind could smell it or not.]
[Who knows when her own mild uneasiness turned into a morbid fascination. She's about to mention how wild it is that it's better in the water except-]
Oh, well that makes sense considering everything you have to do in there. You know, sometimes I'd give anything to see the world the way you do for a little bit.
I wish I could share it with you. It's beautiful down there. It's not the same thing--but we haven't spent some time with you scuba diving with me yet.
We can do that as soon as I'm not draining whole pints of blood!
[It'd make a great weekend activity!]
I think I wouldn't be as terrified of drowning or getting swept away somewhere if I was with you. [Something occurs to her, and it puts a grin on her face:] ... It'd be so cool to see you punch a shark! Not to kill it 'She's semi-afraid of marine life but that doesn't mean she wants it to die!] but just, y'know.
[No. No reasonable person would know. But it's a fun mental image all the same.]
[Boxer's the only marine life she isn't semi-scared of.]
That's assuming I can keep up long enough to see you do it! [His job is to literally patrol the bay, dude's probably stupidly fast, and he's mentioned it before so she just kind of assumes he makes the water version of 'nyoom' when he's swimming.]
Let's hope we don't get to drowning at all. [She laughs, but it's a little thin.] ... You've got a height issue and I've got a 'the image of my body quietly floating into utter darkness' issue.
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[Not right now, of course, but good god she's starving! It's as if she hasn't eaten for the entire weekend of her bloody rollercoaster. The dumplings earn an appreciate groan of pure, food related joy. The dough with the sweet paste and how it all meshes together is just perfection.]
I have to learn how to make these. [They would be great for taking to work as a midday snack, assuming they could keep well enough throughout the day.]
So, I've kind of been wanting to ask ... [Contemplative pause for dramatic effect goes here.] What made you want to try and sleep with a girl on her period, anyway?
[They are both very kinky but even Nariko had never considered it, or was otherwise made aware that it just wasn't an option.]
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Should have said 'when'.
[He kind of...gives her a side-eye when she says she wants to learn how to make them. He's a much more experienced chef than she is, and even these end up being a little too involved for his tastes. Workable, yes, but involved.
As for her question, however, he nearly chokes on his food, then clears his throat. How should he put this...?]
Um.
[How should he put this politely?]
The word 'bloodlust' is not so...figurative.
[Yeah, that'll do.]
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But they move along quite easily and she actually stops eating for a second, fork paused mid-air.]
Wait, so that's ... It like .... [Just give her an extra second to fumble.] There's a, uh, reaction?
[For however much it may count she doesn't seem grossed out, just very surprised.]
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...exciting.
[Not necessarily sexually. Sometimes it can be, though, so he tries to explain it in the broadest way possible.]
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[But, yeah, the way he says that doesn't imply sexuality all so that's ... Good? Sort of? Or something.]
Wait, so, does that mean you're aware of it? [Aaaaannnddd here comes the look of pure horror:]
Do I smell gross to you?!
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[C'mon, Nariko, why would he ever describe something that excites him as gross?]
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I just never imagined it'd be something appealing. [Except.] But then again that was amazing, so clearly I can stand to broaden my horizons.
[So it'll stop being 'gross' in her head soon enough. Especially if he keeps being such an awesome boyfriend while she's in blood hell for a week out of every month.]
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You know the smells you associate with metal? It's kinda like that. Mixed with your scent--I mean, not your body odor, just...
[Vague gesture.]
It's nice.
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[She's not sure what hers is, of course, aside from her usual perfume and such, but Boxer probably knows it very well by now. But that, mixed with blood, and he's okay with it. Huh. She chews on a dumpling very, very thoughtfully.]
Alright, I have to ask. [That's your warning, Boxer: This might be a stupid or otherwise terrible question.] Can you tell before it actually starts or just when it's normally there?
[His sense of smell is super honed, after all, so it's not totally out of the realm of possibility!]
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Yikes. This is a dangerous question to answer, isn't it? And even though he recognizes the danger in it, he feels...oddly compelled to be totally honest.]
I can tell exactly where you are in your cycle at any second.
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Wait, so, can you tell when I'm ovulating?
[After all, that's a part of it!]
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[And he...uh, takes a moment to take a sip of tea.]
And that's usually what gets me horny.
[Not that he's in the habit of announcing that a smell is turning him on, but...his natural biology may or may not have attuned specifically to her cycle now. As well as his own 'season'.]
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...............]
Oh.
[It almost comes out like a gasp, as if he's suddenly put his hand down her pants.] Oh. That's - That's okay. Definitely okay.
[LOOK it's just kind of weirdly hot, alright?]
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[He's having a hard time getting a bead on that reaction so he's not entirely sure if that's an actual okay okay or not so okay okay.]
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It's really okay, Boxer.
[Like 'the thought of it gets me wet' sort of okay. It sucks to be a little bit horny and in pain at once, but such is the life of period experiencing individuals.]
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[He gives her a small smile.]
I was worried that you'd find it weird...
[Sorry, babe, he's not gonna fuck you any more until your blood chemistry is back on track.]
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But I think that part of it is sort of cool.
[What does that even mean. What does she do to make the chemistry right itself onto the correct track??? It probably involves her being in less pain than she is right now.]
I can kind of see why you might not want to tell women about this part.
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Yeah...it's not gone over well in the past. Usually they get pissed that it's an "invasion of privacy" but...just because I smell it doesn't mean I try to use it to my advantage, or--even acknowledge it.
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... Right, because it's not as if millions of women don't have their periods and ovulate all the time.
[Look, she'd been kind of weirded out because she thought it might have been a problem for him or that she smelled like heavy period blood 24/7. Not because she had some misconception about privacy. This obnoxious, ritualistic pain went on whether a monsterkind could smell it or not.]
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[Not that any woman let him get that far in his explanation of how it worked, but it's also the reason why he could never argue against it.]
Especially in the water. My sense of smell is even better there.
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[Who knows when her own mild uneasiness turned into a morbid fascination. She's about to mention how wild it is that it's better in the water except-]
Oh, well that makes sense considering everything you have to do in there. You know, sometimes I'd give anything to see the world the way you do for a little bit.
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I wish I could share it with you. It's beautiful down there. It's not the same thing--but we haven't spent some time with you scuba diving with me yet.
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[It'd make a great weekend activity!]
I think I wouldn't be as terrified of drowning or getting swept away somewhere if I was with you. [Something occurs to her, and it puts a grin on her face:] ... It'd be so cool to see you punch a shark! Not to kill it 'She's semi-afraid of marine life but that doesn't mean she wants it to die!] but just, y'know.
[No. No reasonable person would know. But it's a fun mental image all the same.]
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I don't think I'll end up punching any sharks, but--but I think you'll get a kick out of watching me swim, at least.
[He hopes.]
And saving people from drowning just happens to be my specialty.
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That's assuming I can keep up long enough to see you do it! [His job is to literally patrol the bay, dude's probably stupidly fast, and he's mentioned it before so she just kind of assumes he makes the water version of 'nyoom' when he's swimming.]
Let's hope we don't get to drowning at all. [She laughs, but it's a little thin.] ... You've got a height issue and I've got a 'the image of my body quietly floating into utter darkness' issue.
[This is one way that no couple should match.]
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