Lowkey scared to send this..
Fanfic of with tom keifer, period sex, with fluff? Like you're cramping really bad and he dosent know what to do but remembers hearing someone say sex and ease it?
Or your cramping before he leaves for practice and tells one of his bandmates (prob Eric) abt ur non stop whining and Eric tells him sex eases it? 😭 IDK BRO
Also if ur not comfortable doing this it's fine!!, but I'm lowk currently on my time of the month and need tom fr
Warnings: smut, period sex, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!
Tom sighed as he sat next to you on the edge of the bed, rubbing your side through the sheets. “Are you gonna be ok while I’m gone?” He asked, keeping his voice low since you’d been getting headaches.
You were quiet for a while before nodding. You were wrapped up in his bed, heating pad on your stomach, tucked into your pants to cup the pudge there. You’d already taken more pain killers than you should’ve, but you wouldn’t tell Tom about that or he’d scold you. They didn’t do anything anyway. “Are you sure?” He asked, peering over you.
You looked just a little over your shoulder up at him. “Yes, Tom, I’ll be fine.” You assured, though even you didn’t quite believe it. “Just- if you could leave some money so I could get food later?” You asked. Tom smiled back down at you.
“Of course, sweetheart.” He said, leaning down to kiss your forehead. “I’ll be back later, ok?” He gave you another kiss before getting up, he left and came back a moment later with his wallet, pulling out a few bills and setting them on the nightstand for you. “I’ll be back, sweets!” He called again as he left.
He tried thinking of ways to help you the whole way to the studio, when he wasn’t needed at the studio he was thinking about it. He was spacey, not quite there all the time, and the others were starting to notice.
“Hey, Tom.” Eric started, taking the seat next to Tom. “What’s on your mind?” He asked, genuinely curious as to what had gotten him so distracted.
His head shot up. “Nothing, just thinking.” He muttered, looking back at nothing in particular, just a direction.
Eric nodded, following his line of vision. “Thinking about what?” He asked, looking back to Tom.
Tom let out a heavy sigh. “Y/n.” He replied. “She’s on her period and just hurting constantly… I’m worried.” He muttered, gaze falling to the table where he traced shapes.
“Period cramps?” Eric asked, a smirk crossing his face. “Well, that one’s easy.” He said, leaning back in his seat. He slid his hand on the table and started rubbing small circles with two fingers. Tom stared at him like he was a madman. Eric rolled his eyes and pumped a finger through a circle he made with his other hand.
Tom smacked his shoulder. “Are you fucking kidding me?” He asked, smacking him again.
“Hey, listen, it gives her something else to focus on, gives her something good…” he trailed, hoping Tom would catch on but he didn’t. “Look, worst case scenario, it doesn’t help but at least you’ve had some fun.” Tom rolled his eyes, but he had to think about it. It was definitely a better option than some of the other things he’d tried.
By the time he got home you were still curled up in bed, clutching the heating pad to your stomach. By the looks of it you’d barely gotten up, only to go to the bathroom and heat up the pad.
Tom crawled in bed behind you, laying an arm around your waist and holding the pad for you. “How’re you feeling?” He asked softly, kissing the back of your neck. He waited for a response but didn’t get one. He looked over your face to make sure you were awake, you were, just tired. “That good, huh?” He asked, laying his head back down. “Don’t worry, gonna make it all better~” He purred, hand on your stomach sliding down to your hip, rocking himself against you. “Eric said this would help…”
He was hesitant to even try, worrying it would just make things worse. You groaned softly, his movements slowing for a moment. You reached for his hand on your hip and pulled it over so he was cupping your clothed pussy. Tom raised a brow at that but took it as a good sign and started rubbing you through your clothes, being gentle but firm.
“Is it working?” He asked, lips ghosting over your neck.
You shrugged. “Feels good.” You mumbled, shifting to lay on your back. Tom smirked and moved his hand with more purpose, pushing his leg between yours and letting you grind on his. “Mmh, Tom.” It came out all airy, your eyes fluttering shut. You swallowed thickly, biting your lip.
Tom grinned down at you. He moved to sit over you, caging you in a little. “Just let me do what I do, darling.” He purred, leaning down to kiss down your neck. He pulled at your waistband, pushing them down until he was tossing them off the end of the bed.
You grew nervous, you’d never done anything with anyone on your period. It seemed weird and uncomfortable, but Tom was making you feel so good that it almost didn’t matter.
“Shh… don’t worry about it, sweets, not yet, give it a chance.” He urged, grinding down against your thigh. Feeling his hard cock against you made your stomach tighten and you nodded, giving in to his touches.
Tom smiled down at you, leaning closer and giving a quick thanks before kissing on your neck. Your underwear came off, immediately a gush of blood came and soaked into the sheets. You cringed and refused to look, Tom watched with hungry eyes, like he was staring at a rare steak.
“We needed new sheets, anyway, these ones are old.” He said in hopes of making you feel better. He pushed his pants down along with his boxers, freeing his hard cock. He gave himself a few firm strokes before gliding his tip between your folds, rubbing on your clit before pushing into you. “There you go, take it all.”
You reached up, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down. You held him close, he slowly started thrusting into you deeper, watching his dick come out all bloody, then watching it sink back into you.
As awkward as you felt at first, him angling himself just right inside you made you forget and let go. “Hah, oh, Tom… fuck.” You moaned, his eyes rolled back as your hot breath fanned over his cheek.
Tom let out a low groan. “Fuck, say it again.” He urged, thrusts growing rougher, his hips snapping into you.
Your breath hitched in your throat. “Ngh! Tom, I- fuck.” Your nails started to dig into his back. He let out a moan, thrusts becoming erratic as he chased his high. Your nails dragged down his back, only making him move faster, pistoning his cock into you. “Oh! Oh god, Tom!” You moaned, throwing your head back.
“Ah! Oh, sweet-sweetheart, fuck!” Tom groaned, reaching between your bodies to rub your clit, not minding the blood anymore, in fast he was even using it as lube. Feeling your walls clenching around him so tightly when he started touching you made him lose it, his hips snapped into you and he rode out his high as he spilled into you, making an even bigger mess.
Feeling his cock pulsing inside you, fingers fingers working expertly on your clit, his cum painting your walls, it made your eyes roll back and you came around him.
Tom waited quite a while before letting his weight fall on top of you. “Fuck… so beautiful.” He mused, nuzzling into the crook of your neck, leaving a few kisses there. He pulled away again a moment later. “How’re you feeling now?” He asked, a hand moving to your stomach, cupping it gently.
You smiled up at him. “I think I found my drug of choice.” You purred, hands sliding down to his hips. “Don’t stop, pains almost gone.”
Tom stared back at you, rolling his hips again. The gears were turning in his head, slowly but they were turning. He had the stamina to play with the best of them, but if this was a week out of every month… he may need to make some well placed investments.
