𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑ᵃʳⁱᵃⁿᵃ ᵍʳᵃⁿᵈᵉ

𝐗𝐗𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈

Y/N BLUSHED, tucking her head back into my neck. I held her a bit tighter, stroking her hair until her body stopped shaking. I felt her fingertips on my back, tracing shapes and spelling out letters along my spine.

I glanced at the clock, seeing that it was about fifteen minutes until midnight.

I kissed Y/n's forehead and leaned back, making her open her eyes again. I smiled down at her, placing a gentle kiss on her lips before slowly untangling myself from her.

She whined softly, reaching out to grab my wrist as I stood from the bed. I chuckled, leaning down to kiss her head once more.

"I'll be right back, okay? I'm gonna get some water and something to clean up. I'll be super quick," I whispered, brushing her hair back from her forehead.

Y/n hesitated before nodding, dropping my wrist. She turned her face back into the pillow, closing her eyes as I somehow managed to walk back to the bathroom on wobbly legs.

I slowly slid the garters off my legs, dropping them to the floor along with the band around my waist to take care of later. I grabbed a small washcloth from the bathroom closet and got it wet, using it to clean my thighs.

I waddled to the toilet, quickly using the bathroom, wanting to get back to her. I washed my hands, shivering at the cold water.

I slipped on my silk robe to keep myself warm and covered before filling up two small dixie cups with water. I took the water and the damp washcloth back to the bed, placing the cups on the bedside table.

"Are you still awake, honey?" I asked, getting on the bed on my knees.

Y/n slowly turned around, her eyes red as she wiped her cheeks. "Mh-hm. Yeah."

I cooed, reaching up to wipe her face as a tear slid down her cheek. "What's the matter?"

Y/n shrugged, her eyes filling with tears again. "I-I'm just really happy. You make me really happy."

"Awe, baby," I smiled, leaning down to peck her lips. "You make me happy too. But no more tears! I only want smiles from now on, okay?"

Y/n's lips formed a small smile at this as she nodded. "Okay. Sorry."

"And no more apologies! It's your birthday. Now, sit up for me." I tugged on her finger and she groaned, slowly pulling herself up to sit against the headboard.

I grabbed one of the cups from the table and handed it to her, telling her to drink it up. She sipped from it slowly as I grabbed the washcloth, gently sweeping it against her thighs and her stomach, trying to avoid the sensitive appendage that rested on her thigh.

I finished giving her a quick clean, my eyes drifting up to her wrists. I frowned at the red skin, hoping that it wasn't bothering her.

"I'm sorry about your wrists, baby. Maybe next time we can find a different material that won't rub so much? It doesn't hurt too bad, does it?" I asked, gently running my finger along the red ring.

Y/n scrunched up her nose. "It's not too bad. Just stings a little. It looks worse than it feels. I'm okay."

I hummed, patting her cheek after she finished one cup of water. "Good. I'll still put some cream on it to soothe the sting. Can't have my baby hurting. Drink this one too."

I swapped her empty cup for the other full one, watching as she stared down into the pool of water.

"Why? I'll have to pee."

I rolled my eyes at her dramatics. "Because tomorrow you'll wake up complaining that your throat hurts, and I don't want to have to deal with it then. Now, drink up."