Ana's phone rang, pulling her out of the slump she was feeling. After Christian left for work she burrowed into the bed and hadn't left. She was in a mood and didn't want to deal with anything.

"Hi." She knew she sounded pitiful.

"Hey, baby. You don't sound too jovial today. Are you tired?"

She pulled the blankets up to her neck again. "I guess."

"Well, have you had your morning water? What'd you have for breakfast?"

Her heart thundered in her chest at his question. She hadn't bothered to find anything to eat or drink yet and knew it was lunchtime already. She just didn't care... but now she was worried he'd be angry.

"Little girl, I'm going to guess that your silence means you haven't had anything. Tell me why. Do you need punished?"

"No, Daddy, please don't. It's just a blue color day. I'm sad and emotional. My heart hurts. It's probably hormones, but I just want to hide in bed."

He sighed. "My sensitive girl, I hate that you're feeling like this on a day I'm going to be late."

"I know you have to work, Daddy. Please don't punish me for being sad today." Tears filled her eyes at the thought. "I just need cuddles."

"I won't punish you, baby, I promise. I don't want you worrying about that. We need to get you feeling better."

"Stupid PMS." She grumbled into the phone, making him smile.

"I second that, princess. I'm sorry you're having a rough day. Can you try to find something to eat or maybe soak in a bubble bath? You love that. That might help."

"I'll try."

There was a knock on his office door and he cursed. "I have to go, I'm so sorry. I'll be home as soon as I can tonight."

XxXxXx

Anastasia laid in the hot bubble bath, relaxing. She had started cramping in bed and knew the hot water would ease her period pain. The movie she was streaming on her phone stopped and her phone started ringing with a video call. A picture of Christian popped up and she immediately approved it, turning the phone on the bathtub table so she could see him properly.

She gave him a forced smile when his face popped up.

"Oh, babygirl. You're breaking my heart." Her face was pale and her under eye circles were dark. She always got this way on her period and it made her look so exhausted without makeup. "Did you start?"

"Unfortunately." She grumbled.

"I see you got in the tub. Is that helping?"

"Yes, it's helping." She knew she should get out, get dressed, and go do something because it always got her out of her funk, but she didn't want to. "I know getting outside would help, but I'm crampy and grumpy and want to sit here and pout until you can come cuddle your little monster."

He chuckled. "You're allowed to be grumpy during this, princess. I don't know how women do it every month. You deserve chocolate and flowers and cuddles every month."

"I'd rather have tacos and cuddles."

"Noted." He grinned. "I might have an idea to make you feel better."

Her eyebrows raised. "What's that?"

"Are you done washing?"

She nodded. "Yes, Sir. I was just soaking."

"Good girl. Why don't you slip out and dry off real fast and then I'll guide you."

She stared at him for a moment and then shrugged, figuring she might as well. She knew it couldn't be anything salacious given her current situation. Pushing herself out of the water, Christian watched the bubbles and water glide down her naked body as she stood.

"Beautiful, baby. Your skin is so warm and pink." He loved that. She got the same pink glow during sex, when she would work out, or sweat it out in their sauna.

She left her phone there while she moved to get her towel out of frame, but he sat patiently, staring at the tiled wall of the bathroom while she dried off. When she wrapped her towel around her dried body, she grabbed the phone.

"Okay, Daddy, I'm dry. Guide me."

"Okay, Little. Go into the closet."

Carrying the phone with her, she made her way to the connected closet. "Okay. I'm here."

"Good girl. Open my hamper and find the light blue button down. It should be on top."

She did as requested. "Got it."

"Very good. It's the one I wore yesterday. Prop your phone up somewhere I can see and put it on."

"Daddy... you just want a peep show." She narrowed his eyes at him, making him laugh.

"It's just a bonus. Come on, my baby. Do as I say."

She propped her phone up on a shelf and stepped back. "Can you see me?"

"Yes, punkin. I see you. Drop the towel now."

A smirk formed on her face as she started to pull open the towel and do a little dance before closing it again, not allowing him the eyeful he wanted.

"Little girl! I said drop the towel."

"Oh, fine." She yanked the towel, letting it pool at her feet.

"That's a good girl. You're so beautiful, baby. I can't wait to come snuggle that body later."

She smiled. "Me either. I need a snuggle."

"Just one?" He teased.

Nodding, she began to slip on his shirt. "One rrreeeaaaalllllyyyyy long snuggle."

He laughed. "Alright. We can do that." He watched as she buttoned her way down the shirt and grinned when her hands dropped. The arms were inches too long and the tails of his shirt were past her knees. "You look adorable. Squeezable, even."

"I like that. Come squeeze me."

"A few more hours baby and I will. I promise. Roll the sleeves up, babydoll, so you can use your hands." When she finished, he sat back in his seat and looked her over again. "You're perfect. Now, get in your panty drawer and slip on some of your period underwear."

Busy smelling the collar of his shirt, she dropped it quickly and nodded. "Okay, Daddy."

She moved to her side of the closet and found her navy blue ones and slipped them on. She found these period panties watching TikTok and they were the best things to ever be invented. So much better than tampons and even pads. They were a zero-waste, environment friendly option that was completely comfortable and leakproof. She had liked them so much, she had bought some reusable pantyliners and pads, too. They came with leakproof bags for the handbag and after a rinse from the sink on her heavy days, she could just throw them into the washer at the end of the week and they'd be ready for the next time.

She went back to the camera. "Okay, now what?"

"Let me see you in your cute little briefs." He loved how sweet she looked when she wore her cotton briefs. He still loved seeing her in her silk and lacy numbers...they were sexy as hell... but plain cotton briefs were so sweet and always reminded him she needed extra love and attention. After she raised the shirt and did a twirl for him, she slid his shirt back down and clasped her hands in front of her, waiting for the next direction.

"Why don't you go to the kitchen for some food?"

She frowned. "Ew." Her hands went to her bloated, achy tummy.

"Ew? Okay...what if I said to get yourself a glass of milk and the package of oreos?"

She gasped and then grinned at him. "Really? Even though I haven't eaten anything?"

"Really, my baby. I won't tell. It'll be our little secret."

He laughed when she went rushing with her phone into the kitchen to get her treat. "You're so damn cute, babydoll."

Once she got some cookies on a small plate and poured her milk, Christian told her to go curl up on his side of the bed.

"Cookies in bed? But what about crumbs?"

He shrugged a shoulder. "Just be careful. They brush off. Go on, baby. Take your treat."

Ana managed to juggle her snack and phone back to the bedroom and settled into his side of the bed before propping up the phone so she could see him. While she ate, he told her the story of how he tried to help Elliot sneak a girl out of his room the morning after his senior prom.

After be watched her down the rest of her milk and let out a small burp which embarrassed her, he asked her to find his favorite pillow.

"I've got it, Daddy." She buried her nose into his pillow and breathed deep. "Smells like you."

He smiled. "Good, baby girl. Lay it long ways and snuggle into it. I know it's not the same, but it's the best idea I've got until I get home."

She snuggled into his side of the bed, pulling the blanket up to her chin before hugging his pillow to her.

"You look so sweet curled up on my side of the bed." His cock stirred at the sight, but he ignored it. There wouldn't be any of that. "If you close your eyes and relax, I'll tell you about a time Elliot did get caught."

She giggled. "Yes! I want to hear it." She loved listening to the crazy stories from his past. Being an only child, she never got to experience anything like this. She loved the bond that he had with his siblings.

"Alright, my baby. Close your eyes and relax for Daddy."

He spoke low and slow and watched as her body relaxed and her breathing became deep. Unwilling to disconnect, he slipped an earbud in his ear and muted his side so that he wouldn't wake her.

XxXxXx

"Ana...my baby. Wake up." Christian rubbed her back.

She started to stir and nuzzled into his pillow. "Daddy?"

"I'm here." He brushed the hair that fell out of her bun off of her face.

Turning her head, her eyes opened and she smiled. "You're home." Rolling onto her back, she stretched. "I missed you."

"Me, too. Today was so long." He pressed a kiss to her lips. "I got you tacos."

She sat up quickly. "Really? You got me tacos? Street tacos?"

"Is there any other kind?" He stood so she could climb out of bed.

She giggled. "Not worth eating." Yanking the blankets off of herself, she raised her arms and made grabby hands.

"Needy little thing." He scooped her up. "I love it." He kissed her nose while she clung to him. She squeezed him around his neck and nuzzled into his neck.

"I need you."

"I know sweet thing. I've got you."

He placed her down on her dining room chair, which was to the left of his spot at the head of the table before sitting himself. In front of her were three chicken tacos, a bag of freshly made tortilla chips and a bowl full of salsa. Beside her plate was a dozen long-stemmed roses with baby's breath.

"Oh, Daddy. This is perfect. They're beautiful." Laying them in her arm, she smelled them. "Can I have them in our room?"

"Of course, princess. We'll get a vase for them after dinner." He pulled her feet into his lap.

"Thank you these. For this. For today. I know I was a mopey brat today."

"You're very welcome. Put your flowers down so you can eat. You need food. I want you to eat it all and drink all your water."

Her stomach growled, making her smile. She didn't think she'd have a problem with that.