Storm

A/N: This is a tiny short because someone close to the hurricane requested a comfort story.

Request: Hi, I was wondering if you could do an Orc boyfriend (or roommate) with their lover/roommate on their period? Or comforting them through a storm? I live in Florida and even though I'm not getting hit that hard the loudness is freaky. Love your story's btw!

Orc x gn!reader || SFW, comfort
The windows rattle in their frames, and the wind sounds deafening outside. You know you are safe inside, your orc roommate made sure of it. He spent a couple days preparing and you had everything you needed for the storm, but your nerves were still fried to the point of wanting to cry every time the wind hit the outside of the house. It was so loud and so scary you were buried under layer over layer of blankets, trying to get some kind of comfort in the warmth of your cocoon.

“Why are you under there?” A deep voice asks from outside your cocoon. You pull the blankets back to offer a tiny opening to peek out. A head appears right in front of the opening and you let out a gasp when your green roommate peeks inside.

“The storm is freaky,” you say in the most pathetic tone ever.

His eyes soften instantly, his whole face relaxing with a tiny smile framed by his big tusks. “Can I join?” He asks in a much lower voice, almost a whisper, like he’s sharing a secret with you.

You don’t answer, just push the covers away from your body, leaving just enough space for his huge body to squeeze on your tiny bed. You let the covers fall over you both at the same time a new wave of deafening wind crashes against the house. You shiver, and he pulls you to his body, his big hand coming around your head to press your face to his chest. You breathe heavily, his earthy smell making you shiver for different reasons this time.

His smell was always intoxicating, but having your body press against his and his arm around your body, hugging you so tightly you can barely breathe… it feels amazing. It feels perfect. You snuggle against him further, your legs intertwining and your arms coming around his waist to get as close to him as possible. Your body slowly starts to relax as he hums something against your hair. The loud cracking of the house and the wind against the windows is no longer scary when he’s so close to you, when his big arms are around your body you feel protected and cared for, you feel better than you’d have since the storm started.

“Are you feeling okay?” He asks after a while. You nod against his chest, your hands going up and down his back, making him purr softly.

“Can we stay here until the storm passes?” You ask him back, your voice barely a whisper against his chest.

But his super-hearing is on point. “Of course, honey, as long as you want. We can stay here forever if that’s what you need. I’ll take care of you… forever if you let me.” He kisses your head and you melt against his body, finally feeling tranquil enough to relax.

The storm will pass.