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Period Problems (Benny Lafitte X Reader)

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“Cindy to the register, Cindy to the register.” A voice spoke over the intercom. Y/n paid no attention. She kept her focus on the many rows of tampons in front of her. So many options, not that many differences. Y/n had been planning to go on a vampire hunt with the brothers that evening but now it looked like she would have to stay behind. Fresh blood was like catnip to vampires, they could smell it a mile away.

She grabbed a value pack and threw it into her hand basket with the blue Gatorade and the cheap candy she splurged on. Y/n tapped her foot as she waited in the check out line. She silently prayed the wad of toilet paper she’d wrapped around her panties would absorb everything until she got back to the motel.

‘How did I let this happen?’ Y/n asked herself as she reached for her wallet. She knew how this happened. Y/n hunted with the Winchesters and that meant traveling light. And traveling light meant forgetting your tampons in Wyoming and being screwed in Utah.

Y/n reached for the keys as she rushed out of the store with a plastic bag on her arm. She had finally managed to persuade Dean to lend her the Impala. It took her ten minutes to drive back to the dusty motel they were staying in, ten minutes of stress. Y/n couldn’t stop imagining bleeding through her pants and onto the precious, precious seat.

The girl slammed the door of the Impala, announcing her presence to the entire motel. Y/n scurried to room 115; the room she shared with Sam and Dean. She turned the key and pushed open the door.

“I’m back!” Y/n called out, unsure where the boys were. She put her purse and the plastic bag down on a small table by the TV. Y/n began rummaging around the bag looking for her candy.

“Oh good here she is. Y/n, we got an extra set of hands for the hunt tonight!” Dean said cheerfully. Y/n looked up in surprise.

“Oh my god Benny!” The girl shrieked. Dean had brought Benny on a hunt several months back. Y/n and Benny had become pretty close despite Y/n’s hesitation to trust a bloodsucker.

She ran over to him and locked him in a bone-crushing hug. Benny didn’t hug her back. Y/n looked up at him. He was noticeably tense.
“Are you okay Benny?” Y/n asked, concerned. He grunted in response. Y/n felt a hot sticky liquid ooze down her thigh. Her eyes widened and she took several steps away from the vampire.

“Oh. Okay, this is embarrassing,” Y/n laughed lightly. Before either of the brothers could ask exactly what was embarrassing
she said, “I can’t go on the hunt tonight.”

“Yeah she can’t go,” Benny muttered.

“What? Why?” Sam asked as he rose from his seat on the edge of the bed.

“The stars aren’t aligning. My psychic said it’s not in my future. It’s my new years resolution not to do this. My horoscope said no. I have better things to do.” The girl shot off excuses at rapid fire. They could pick whichever they liked best.

Dean raised his eyebrow and glanced at Benny, who did not make eye contact with anyone in the room. “You two in a lover’s quarrel or something?”

“First of all, fuck off Dean. Second, no we’re not,” Y/n said. She grabbed her plastic bag. She was officially bleeding through her makeshift pad. “I’m taking a shower, let me know when you guys leave.”

“You’re seriously not coming?” Sam asked as the bathroom door shut behind her.

“You can handle it without me,” Y/n shouted as she turned on the water.

“What’s up with her?” Dean said to no one in particular. “More importantly, what’s up with you?” He elbowed Benny who smiled half-heartedly.

“Nothin’,” Benny answered. The vampire had not expected to smell Y/n’s blood when she entered the motel; the whole situation caught him off guard. He’d always had a problem handling Y/n’s smell. Her blood was enticing and alluring and utterly overwhelming. She was the one person in the world that truly tested his to vow of animal blood only. That being said, the thought of feeding on Y/n made Benny gag. He would never want to harm her; he wanted the exact opposite. He wanted to protect her, to be close to her, to hold her, to touch her. Y/n, and her blood, was extraordinary. She smelled so sweet she was practically irresistible.

“Have you asked her out yet?” Sam asked.

A blush painted Benny’s face. “Not in so many words… no.”

“Oh come on!” Dean exclaimed. “She likes you! We all know it.”

“I just… haven’t found the right time.”


Y/n exited the bathroom with dripping hair and clean clothes. She felt much more at ease now that there was a tampon securely inside of her. None of the boys were in the hotel room. Dean had banged on the door five minutes ago to let her know they were leaving.

Y/n thought of the look on Benny’s face when she hugged him. “God, how embarrassing.” She sighed has she threw herself on her bed. She’d liked him ever since they’d met. In fact she’d almost asked him out a couple of times but she could never find the right moment.

Her lower abdomen tensed up. Cramps were coming, she could tell. Y/n went to her bag and grabbed some Advil. She popped a couple into her mouth. It was definitely too late to prevent the torture heading her way but maybe she could lessen it.



The sun had set by the time the brothers dropped Benny off at the motel. They were going out for a celebratory drink but Benny insisted he checked on Y/n. He tapped on the motel door. He listened hard for a response but there was none. The smell of blood wafted from a crack under the door and he inhaled deeply. “Don’t be a creep, Benny,” He reminded himself. The vampire pushed open the door and stepped in. Dim light eliminated Y/n’s figure curled up in a tight ball on the bed. The TV murmured in the background.

“Darlin’?” Benny asked. He adjusted his cap and he stepped forward.

Y/n sat up and blinked sleep out of her eyes. “Oh, hey Benny you’re back.” Her voiced was strained and both arms clutched her lower stomach.

“Yeah… you okay?”

“Mmhm,” She nodded not too convincingly. “How did the hunt go?”

“As smoothly as could be expected,” He drawled in that southern accent Y/n loved to listen to.

“That’s good,” Y/n let her head fall back onto the pillow. The empty bottle of Gatorade lay beside her and the candy scattered across the floor.

“Are you alright?” He repeated.

“Cramps,” Y/n said simply. She’d been suffering for the past hour with no end in sight. The Advil didn’t seem to be making a difference and, in all honesty, she’d taken way over the recommended amount. Once upon a time, Y/n had a microwavable heat pad but she lost that a while ago. Probably in New Mexico - all that tequila made her a little forgetful.

“ ‘m sorry,” The vampire said. “Did ya take any of those medicine pills?” Since Benny had returned from purgatory, he had not stopped marveling at the effectiveness of modern medicine.

“Yeah, my blood’s thinner than Britney in 2001.”

“Who?”

Y/n chuckled, “Never mind. The point is I probably shouldn’t take any more.”

Benny nodded, the unpleasant and unappealing thought of thin blood filling his mind. It left a bad taste in his mouth.

“So…since you’re a vampire,” Y/n said. “You can smell…everything that’s going on?”

“Yeah,” He shuffled his feet.

She laughed at the pink tint in his cheeks. “That must suck. Period blood always smells so weird.”

“It’s not so bad,” Benny said without thinking, then paused, “Uh, I didn’t mean-”

“It’s fine,” Y/n moaned as another wave of cramps hit her hard. “Oh Jesus Christ,” She muttered.

“That bad?” The vampire asked as he sat down on the edge of the bed.

“You have no idea,” She clenched her fist. “At least I’m not nauseous.”

“Nauseous?” Benny asked, “Thought that was reserved for pregnancy only.”

Y/n shook her head, “Nope.”

He looked down at her. Y/n’s eyes were squeezed shut and he could see pain on her face. Benny hated seeing her like this. He wanted to help; he wanted to stop her suffering. If he could transfer her pain to himself, he would.

“Here,” The vampire said. He lay down next to Y/n and pulled her into his arms. Y/n smiled but didn’t relax. “Heard physical contact helps,” Benny said as he removed Y/n’s hands from her lower abdomen and replaced them with his own. He began to rub slow soothing circles on her stomach.

“Oh so suddenly you’re an expert on menstruation,” She giggle, “This is just an excuse to feel me up.”

Y/n felt Benny chuckle. His warm steady breath cascaded over her neck and she smiled. “Ya want me to stop?” He pulled his hands away teasingly.

“I didn’t say that!” The girl grabbed his hands, much larger than her own, and put them back to their original position. “It actually feels pretty good.”

“Told ya so.” Benny felt the soft touch of Y/n’s hair on his face and smiled. She smelled amazing – a mixture of blood and shampoo. He pressed his face into her neck and inhaled. Benny pulled her closer in his muscular arms. “I’ve been thinkin, we should go out sometime.”

“Is that so?” Y/n let the feeling of his hands on her body overtake her senses. The pressure was helping. Or maybe it was psychosomatic. Who knows?

“Mmhm.”

“Well that depends, are you always the big spoon?”

Benny laughed, “Generally.”

“Good.”

“Good.”
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NSFW WARNING-BEWARE
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Wait, so... Vampires must love eating pussy when it's that time... I'm not sorry XD
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Great story. Inspiration for something of another fandom aswell~