Deja Blu

Summary: You scared the recoms when the few times you had rough sex with them recently, you had some medical problems causing you to need to be brought to the infirmary. Once everything was better, the recoms did not like the new set amount of times you could have sex.

Warnings: smut, rough sex, implied sexual content, overstimulation, polyamory, size kink.

Once the recoms met you, they took things at the pace you wanted, which was a fairly normal pace. You didn’t sleep with them right away and once you did, you only wanted more.You slept with them a lot.It would be different people at different times, sometimes with two or more of them.You were having sex a lot, like 7 times a day. And it wasn’t soft and loving slow sex, it was rough and fast. That was the best kind, all the soldiers loved it rough and loved to get their frustrations out on you. Any time one of them asked, you were ready to spread your legs for them. It wasn’t super often that you didn’t want to have sex with them, even on your period. These men and women weren’t afraid of blood, they just liked you and wanted to share intimate moments with you.

However, as it turns out, fucking recoms many times in one day becomes a problem.The first problem was the night you had a threesome with Ja and Prager. They'd been out on a three day mission and were fucking you senseless. Double-dicked you, fucked multiple holes at once, etc etc.. Well, you ended up passing out as the amount of sex began catching up to you, mid fuck. They didn't notice at first, but they stopped and got you and themselves cleaned up and waited until you woke up.

Ja: "baby, are you okay..?"

Prager: "maybe we should take it easy next time.."

you nodded and agreed. However, later on at night, you was doing another multiple people sex time with Quaritch, Lyle and mansk.. This was the 8th time today youd slept with someone.. You was red raw on your lower area, when a sudden pain shot through your abdomen, hitting you like a freight train. And you didn't even manage to tell him before you realised they'd noticed and stopped instantly..

Lyle: "babe you're bleeding" he said softly, yet urgently

You groaned in pain, curling up

Mansk: "get her covered up, weve take her to the infirmary"

Quaritch: "agreed, lets go, quick"

you was weak, struggling against the agonizing pain as mansk carried you, the others following behind, clearly a path for you as mansk placed you down on a bed, a few doctors rushing in and closed the curtains behind them, and asked what had happened