**Before anyone comments "ew that's disgusting" or some dumbass shit like that when Evan puts a pad on for bed, please know that it's actually super bad for you to wear tampons while sleeping. I know lots of girls do it, but you can really only SAFELY wear the same tampon for four hours. Also, I never wear tampons to bed because first of all you're not supposed to and secondly my best friends mom had to get LITERAL SURGERY when we were in high school to remove a tampon that had imbedded itself in her uterus while she was sleeping. That's all I'm gonna say lol. So if you comment some stupid fuckin shit like what I said above, you bouta get that comment deleted and blocked. So peace and blessings, love u all.

DOUBLE UPDATE WHO'S HERE FOR IT??**

Evan's POV

I stood rooted in my spot, unable to disobey him. It's as if my body was under his command instead of my own.

"Titty, get out." Scar sighed with exasperation as I gave her a once over. So this is the girl from the phone call this morning. Desperate little slag I thought bitterly. "I told you on the phone that this was over and that I was chained. Now leave." He told her. She pouted angrily before glaring at me.

"I know you're screwing him! What the fuck do you even want her for! She's nothing special!" She stated, her nasally voice really starting to grind my gears.

"How about real tits for starters." I scoffed in amusement as the other guys in the room snickered under their breath. She screamed in frustration before scurrying from the room, clearly knowing that she wasn't going to win the argument against me.

"What a charming name." I spat, still watching the door she'd left through.

"Why didn't you tell her you were my woman?" He demanded, voice deep and angry. Realizing that Scar and I were about to get into it, the guys quietly made up their mind and took their leave. Whatever they had to discuss would have to wait until later.

"Why didn't you push her away from you when she was oh so fucking happy to be touching all over you? Huh?" I yelled, losing my cool.

"That's what this is about? You're angry because I let her touch me?" He yelled back. I knew there were people right outside the door listening, but we weren't really making an effort to keep our business private.

"Are you fucking dense? Do you even hear yourself right now? Of course I'm fucking angry you were letting her touch you! And you just all too damn happy to let her kiss all over you too! You didn't even say anything to her beside that you're 'chained' and that statement doesn't mean fuck all when you're clearly still into her! Ugh, why are you so dumb?" I shouted while pulling at my hair.

"This is why I don't get involved with chicks. You get pissy over the fucking stupidest things. More trouble than you're fuckin' worth." He hissed under his breath. My eyes clouded with tears as I left the room without his knowledge as his back was turned to me. None of the guys stopped me this time as I tried maneuvering my way through the crowd. No one was getting out of my way, no matter how many times I said excuse me. I finally lost my shit as my emotions reached an all time high when some floozy rammed into me carelessly.

"Get the fuck out of my Goddamn way!" I screamed, catching everyone in my general vicinity off guard. Everyone eyed me carefully, those who apparently recognized who I was got out of my way before shoving others to do the same. This is like a bad showtime movie I thought to myself as I waited by the curb for my uber to show up. No way was I going to seek my dad out for a ride home. That'd be equivalent to signing the rest of my life away. My father had warned all of us not to get messed up in shit like this all throughout our childhood. He told us countless horror stories about his time in military school and how it all could've been avoided had he been more careful with who he hung around and the activities he participated in.

Yet here I was. Wait, no, here he was. There was no way for me to ask him about him being here tonight without him finding out I was here as well, or at least knew someone here. God, this whole situation was just one giant sack of shit.

My entire car ride home was silent except for the driver's, whose name was Vinny according to my app, nonstop flirting. He clearly couldn't take a hint as I ignored him the entire time. Entering my apartment, I began the mindless task of getting ready for bed. Taking a shower, shaving, putting body butter on my legs and ass - which was still sore, putting on pajamas, pulling back the covers, laying down, setting my alarm, and finally closing my eyes to sleep.

Except it just wouldn't come.

Checking the clock, it was a little after two in the morning. I yelled in frustration before sitting up in bed and punching the mattress. Fucking traitorous body. I'd only spent the last few nights sharing a bed with Scar and I already couldn't sleep without him. I didn't want to admit that the way his huge, hard body cradled mine at night was more than a little endearing. Not to mention, he was insanely warm. Almost like my own personal heater.

"Fucking asshole." I cried softly to myself as tears began flowing down my face. I had no idea why I was even crying, I just couldn't stop. Throwing the covers back, I sauntered into my bathroom before sitting on the toilet to pee.

"Are you fucking kidding me!" I yelled before crying even harder. I just HAD to start my period right now of all times. It was safe to say this pair of underwear was ruined, as were my sheets most likely. It never fails, I always get the shit end of the stick. I wasn't even supposed to get my damn period with this stupid IUD, yet I was one of the very few that did. Every month like clockwork.

Cleaning myself up, I found the biggest night time pad I could in my bathroom before changing my underwear and beginning to rip the sheets off of my bed. I paused as I heard footsteps approaching my bedroom before my I heard the telltale creak of it being pushed open.

"What are you doing?" Came the sound of Scar's confused voice from behind me. I sniffled a few times before throwing my comforter on the floor along with my pillows. He must've seen the stain because he didn't ask me again. Instead, he gently pushed me out of the way.

"Go get some chocolate or something. I'll fix the bed." He murmured quietly before pecking me on the forehead. My face flushed with embarrassment at the thought of him touching my soiled sheets. He laughed at me before beginning to walk me backwards towards the door. "This isn't the first time I've had to clean your blood off a set of sheets." He said in a husky whisper.

"Fine." I squeaked out before disappearing as quick as I could. Sitting on my kitchen counter, I ate spoonfuls of half baked ice cream I'd planned to eat the other night, not even bothering to use a bowl. I'd almost finished the entire carton when Scar finally made an appearance, leaning against the opening to my kitchen. Neither one of us spoke as I eyed him over the tub of ice cream. Licking the remnants off of my spoon, I tossed it into the sink before setting the empty container next to me. Crossing my arms over my chest, I looked away from him before leaning my head to the right to rest against the fridge. He sighed deeply before pushing himself off the wall and coming to stand in front of me. Looping his arms around my back, he settled them on my ass and gave it a light squeeze. I brought my hands up to rest on his chest and started playing with a loose thread on the breast pocket of his t-shirt.

"Were you awake because you got your period?" He asked, his voice quiet and soothing, like my own personal lullaby. I shook my head no, unsure if my pride would let me admit the real reason to my inability to sleep. Resting my cheek against his chest, I watched as he appeared to be deep in thought about something. "Then how come you were awake? It's late." He stated matter of factly.

"Thanks captain obvious." I snorted before pressing my nose against him and breathing in his unique smell. All man, dammit he's so sexy. "Truthfully, I couldn't sleep without you." I spoke, my words coming out slightly muffled from my face still being pressed up against his chest.

"Good." He responded instantly. I could hear the smugness practically dripping from his tone and it caused me to roll my eyes. "Why are you up?" I shot back.

"Same reason you are." He murmured in my ear before scooping me up off the counter and walking towards my bedroom. He squeezed my butt once more before abruptly stopping in the middle of my room.

"Are you wearing a diaper?" He asked in confusion as he continued to feel up my ass. I smacked his chest before wriggling in his hold, trying to get down and hide under the covers in embarrassment.

"No you idiot! It's a fucking pad now let me go!" I demanded, my cheeks burning up. He laughed at my expense as closed the distance and set me down on the bed before pulling the covers back. Diving under, I put up a pillow barrier between us to keep him from touching me that was ruined not even seconds later.

"Fuck that, get over here baby. I came over to cuddle and rub my dick on your ass when you get me hard in the middle of the night. No period is going to stop me from doing that." He assured, no waver in the confidence in his voice. I sighed before scooching towards him, my back fitting perfectly against his chest. He wove his legs through my own before placing a possessive arm around my waist. There was a few minutes of silence before I finally asked the one thing I'd been dying to since he showed up.

"Did you mean what you said earlier? I spoke, voice barely above a whisper.

"About what?"

"About me being more trouble than I'm worth." My voice cracked as I got teary eyed just thinking about it. Damn you hormones.

"If I did, I wouldn't be here right now, baby." He responded before placing a few kisses to my neck and cheek. "Now go to bed. You need sleep."

"Yes sir." I mumbled sarcastically. He ground his erection into my ass as promised, causing a small gasp to escape my mouth.

"Watch it." He barked out before biting my neck playfully. I giggled before getting comfortable and finally falling into a deep, content sleep.

**

Waking up the next morning, I felt refreshed. Rolling over in bed, I marveled at how beautiful Scar looked while asleep. His forehead wasn't creased with his usual pissed off expression and he looked at ease. Like an angel I thought as I traced the tattoos on his chest. Deciding to be nice for once, I gently pushed him onto his back, careful not to wake him up in the process. Pulling the covers back, I situated my body between his legs before beginning to massage him through his boxers. Pulling them down just enough to slip him from the cotton confinement. I grabbed his hardening member and used my thumb to spread his precum around his tip. He shifted ever so slightly, but remained otherwise asleep. I let go of his now hard cock before throwing my hair up into a bun with the ponytail on my wrist and removing my shirt.

Getting back to work, my mouth watered as I thought about sucking him off. I don't know what it is about him, but I can't get enough. I never use to enjoy giving Brandon head, but with Scar I almost crave having his dick in my mouth. I lent down and licked from base to tip a few times before sucking on the bulging vein on the underside of his member while rubbing his inner thighs. He started to move around more as I gave the area where his tip and shaft met a few teasing licks. I smirked as his eyes clenched and his breathing quickened. Deciding I was done playing around and I wanted him to wake up, I engulfed his whole tip into my mouth. Sucking him like he was my favorite lollipop, I moaned before swirling my tongue around the head before dipping my head lower. I moaned again while bobbing my head and pumping what length I wasn't sucking with my hand at the same time. I heard a groggy grunt and flickered my eyes up to look at Scar's face. I was instantly rewarded as our eyes met and his mouth dropped open to release a deep groan.

My mouth began to salivate as I took him deeper and deeper until he was poking at the back of my throat. Ignoring my instinct to gag, I took him even further until his entire cock was in my mouth. I squeezed my eyes shut, holding myself there for as long as I could before pulling back slowly and gasping for air. I spit out the mouthful of saliva I'd accumulated onto his dick before rubbing it into his hard flesh while biting my lip. Grabbing my tits in my hands, I slid his cock between them as he dug his fingers into the pillows surrounding him. His toes curled as I began sucking his dick while letting him slide between my tits at the same time. He only lasted for another minute or two before he exploded, cuming all over my face and chest. Leaning back on my haunches, I smirked seductively at him as I massaged his cum into my tits. His mouth dropped open and he almost drooled as his eyes were intensely trained on my breasts, his gaze never once faltering.

I giggled at him which seemed to capture his attention as his eyes then diverted to my face.

"I can't even process my thoughts right now." He admitted while slumping his head back against the pillow. I couldn't help the surge of pride that welled up in me at rendering him useless just with one measly blowjob. I reached for my shirt to put it back on so I could head to the bathroom, but he snatched it out of my hand and flung it across the room. I opened my mouth to scold him, but he cut me off.

"Nuh uh. Stay there." He ordered before placing his big hands on my thighs and beginning to rub soft circles into my flesh. "You have no idea how sexy you look covered in my cum. Fucking perfect." He growled as his dick began to grow and swell again. I huffed before glancing at the clock.

"Scar, I have to take a shower. This is getting really sticky." I whined, hoping to gain his sympathy.

"Fine, but we're fucking while we're in there." He bargained before releasing my legs so I could crawl off the bed.

"I wasn't inviting you to join me, and I'm on my period anyway!" I reminded him as I made my way towards my bathroom.

"That's why I said shower instead of just taking you on the bed!" He shouted after me as I did my business on the toilet. I scoffed at his response before starting up the water and stepping in. Getting under the warm spray, I wasn't surprised one bit as I felt two familiar hands settle on my hips.

"A real man doesn't care about a little blood. And besides, sex is said to help with cramping." He explained. I could hear the smirk in his voice plain as day.

"I highly doubt that. You're just making it up because you wanna dick me." I retorted back.

"No, really! Sex releases endorphins, which is a natural pain-killer. Kreuger's mom is a retired gyno, so he's a self-proclaimed expert on all things vagina." He said followed by a deep laugh. I giggled with him, his laughter being infectious in nature as I continued to try and scrub his essence off of my chest.

"Try all you want, you'll never scrub me away." He rasped against my ear before playfully biting at my neck. He continued to suck, harder than usual, but I didn't mind. It felt too good to care. His hands wandered from my hips to my tits before he began tweaking my nipples. I moaned loudly and grasped his arms for support as my legs shook violently. My boobs were always hypersensitive when I was on my period. Knocking his hands away, I spun in around before gripping his shoulders and jumping up onto his waist.

"I might fucking explode if you don't suck on my tits right now." I stressed, my boobs feeling heavier than they ever had before. Scar's eyes darkened at my dirty demand before complying immediately. He encompassed my nipple into the hot cavern of his mouth and I screamed out his name as he lightly bit down before soothing the sting with his tongue. Switching to give the other boob the same attention, I yanked on his head before shamelessly shoving my chest closer to his face. Balancing me against the wall, he used both of his hands to massage my tits before tweaking and pulling at my hardened nipples. That's all it took for him to have me cuming hard as I vocalized my pleasure.

Pulling back, he entered my dripping heat swiftly before picking up a fast and punishing pace. The sound of the shower water was drowned out by the groans and grunts of our sweet fucking. I'd come twice more before Scar finally found his own release. Pulling out of me, he set me on the shower floor but kept me leaned against his body for support. I was thankful for his thoughtfulness as my legs shook like a baby trying to stand for the first time. He quickly rinsed the rest of my body off, deciding against washing my hair completely which had me cringing thinking about the tangles I would have to deal with once it was dry.

Getting out, he proceeded to dry me off while peppering kisses all over my skin between compliments of how perfect I was. A girl could get used to this kind of treatment I thought to myself as I toweled my hair off and threw on an old sweatshirt and pair of leggings.

"Do you have somewhere to be later today?" I asked, frowning at the reminder that I knew nothing about his life other than the fact that he was really good at making me cum and that he's apparently an illegal street fighter. Note to self, talk to him about that today.

"Yeah, I've got some stuff to do for my job until later tonight, but after that I'm all yours." He smirked.

"Good, that means you can pick me up a box of tampons on your way back. I've only got a few left." I said with a wink. I was shell-shocked when he didn't bat an eye before asking me what size I needed and if there was a particular kind I liked. I just gave him my near empty box and watched with amusement as he took a picture of it.

"What? I don't want you to get all pissy at me for getting the wrong thing." He muttered defensively. I shook my head while following him out of my room to see him to the door. He stopped abruptly in front of me before glancing over his shoulder with a worried yet slightly annoyed expression.

"Why do you always have random visitors popping up all the time?" He asked. Scrunching my eyebrows together I peeked around him to see my mother smiling knowingly while checking Scar out in an inquisitive manner.

Oh fuck me. I'm so dead.