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Summary: Lizzie is having trouble with a female problem and Red makes her feel better.

...Just something I wrote quickly in the middle of the night... maybe a bit OOC :)

Perhaps the topic of this story is stupid or weird, I don't know if you'll like it, however, please read and review!

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Liz lay in bed, she was in pain and didn't plan on leaving her bed in the next few days and although it was the bed she was sharing with Red, she didn't want him to touch her now.

"Lizzie, darling, what's wrong?" he asked when he came home and saw her lying there although it wasn't even 7 pm. "What are you doing in bed this early?"

"I'm not feeling well." she replied.

Red took a closer look at what he was seeing in the bedroom: Liz was cuddled into the sheets with a cup of tea and a small box of painkillers on the bedside table.

"Maybe I could make you feel better." he said as he got out of his suit and lay down beside her in his black underwear. He put a hand on her lower belly and let it wander to her panties.

"No, Red. Not today."

They had been a couple for nearly a month now, and his Lizzie usually never missed an opportunity to let him seduce her.

"Why not? What is it?" he asked tentatively, trying not to push her.

"I just...please don't touch me, Red."

"Tell me what's going on, sweetheart."

Liz winced as his fingers teased a spot between her hipbone and the waistband of her panties. He withdrew his hand immediately and moved back to her waist.

"Tell me, Lizzie."

"Trust me, you really don't wanna know. Just leave me alone for some time."

"I do want to know. Don't ever think I wouldn't care. And by the way, what exactly is your definition of 'some time'?"

"Four or five days."

Why the hell doesn't he get what my problem is?!

Liz bit her lips when a sudden wave of pain hit her. She reached to the bedside table and took the tea.

"Four or five days? What's going on? We've been together for almost a month, what happened?"

"It doesn't matter, I'm just feeling bad today."

"Sweetheart. Today doesn't mean five days. You can tell me, you know? If you don't want to sleep with me anymore, just say it. I won't pressure you."

She knew he tried to be patient with her, but she could hear the disappointment in his voice. He wasn't used to being rejected.

"Hell, no! It's not that!"

"You really shouldn't lie to me, Lizzie."

Oh, no...he was getting angry...

"Red, please. It has nothing to do with you, it's me. I don't feel well at the moment, but it will be over in a few days."

He moved a little closer to her, but she pushed him away gently.

"What can possibly make you feel that bad that you won't let me get close to you for five days?"

When she gasped in pain for a second, he suddenly got it.

"Oh."

"Oh what?"

"I got it. You're simply on your period...I'm sorry, Lizzie."

"Yeah, I am."

"There's really no reason to make such a fuss about that."

My goodness. Women...

Red was driving her nuts, of course he couldn't understand that...

"Excuse me?! I'm in pain, you son of a-"

"Shh, Lizzie. Calm down."

"Listen, if you're not taking this seriously, you can go." she snapped.

He stroked her waist and pressed a short kiss on her hair, then pulled her closer, although she had told him to leave her alone. If she was in pain, he would make it go away. He didn't want her to suffer, especially not for several days.

"Describe it to me."

"What?"

"Describe how you feel. Maybe this makes you feel better."

"It won't."

"You know, sweetheart, I always thought women were exaggerating, so just tell me how you feel."

She sighed. "Fine. My belly and my back hurt, I have a headache and I feel like I have to throw up any moment. I'm in a fucking bad mood, I feel filthy and dirty and I'm looking terrible. There are liters of blood flooding out of me and I can't sleep. And if that wouldn't be enough, I'm horny as hell. Three days every month. It gets better after those first days, but it's really over after about five days. Every month since I was 13. So if you would be so kind and stop touching me like this, I would be very grateful. If you instead keep stroking my waist, I'll get even more turned on and that's really not what I want right now."

Liz felt a few tears burning in her eyes, she could barely stand the pain and she didn't want to talk about this with him.

"Turn on your stomach, I'll make you feel better." he instructed and she obeyed reluctantly. Red slid her sleepshirt over her head and began massaging her back and her shoulders, making her relax and finally calm down. The pain and the bad mood were almost gone, now she was only tired. When his hands reached her lower back, a warmth spread out all over her tense muscles and she felt the pain go away completely.

"Red? I'm sorry for snapping at you earlier. I was...overreacting."

"It's ok, sweetheart. Stop thinking."

Red moved on to press wet kisses on the hollows of her knees, then he felt her struggle against his firm grip on her ankles.

"Red, please. I told you not to touch me like that. At least not right now. If you continue this, I know I'd wanna come, but I can't because I don't like...um, you know...having sex during my period." she complained when he licked over the hollows of her knees and held her in place. "God, Red, stop it!" she almost begged. "This is torture!"

Red laughed. "No, it isn't. If I wanted to torture you, I would caress your thighs while whispering obscene things into your ears."

You teasing bastard...I'll stab another pen into your neck if you even think about doing this...Lizthought.

She whimpered and dug her fingers into the pillow, trying to distract herself from the ache between her legs that couldn't be satisfied now.

"You may not want sex today, but that doesn't mean I couldn't pleasure you in another way. Just feel."

With that, he started massaging her feet and watched her body react to the sensations that were overwhelming her. She was moaning in pure pleasure and let herself completely go. When Red was finished, Liz felt his lips brushing against her ear before he gently bit in it.

"I'm going to make you another tea and then we sleep, ok?"

"Hmhm..." she hummed, she was so relaxed that she almost fell asleep.

He returned with two cups of tea, then lay down beside her again. Later, she was cuddled into his side, not yet, but very close to falling asleep in his arms. She didn't feel as terrible as before, she could even say she was fine.

"Lizzie?"

"Hm?"

"How could you even work today?"

"It was horrible, I was glad there was only paperwork to do. I went home early, made tea and then went to bed immediately. Actually, I don't know why I'm behaving like this, millions of women have a harder job than I have and still don't complain..."

"I will call Harold tomorrow and tell him that you won't come to work because I need your help with a case. You can stay at home for a few days. How does that sound?"

"Great, thanks" she mumbled quietly. "Will you do that to me again tomorrow night? Please?"

"I will do that for the next few days if it helps."

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