We were both stark naked when I helped her down to take a bath. She said it hurt, like something tore. She bled the first time I fingered her, and now she feels like she's bleeding inside again. When she was showering, she asked if any blood dripped from her down there.
"Hey! Look, there it is!" Mags exclaimed when the blood started dripping.
"Come on! Can you walk a bit faster?"
"Ah! Shhh... Ohh!" She tried but said it really hurt. Still, she managed to make it to the bathroom.
"Love, can you grab me some panties and clothes?" That's what we started calling each other after we got all lovey-dovey earlier.
I quickly grabbed a cloth to wipe up the blood drops before they dried.
I started putting my clothes back on bit by bit, then brought Mags her clothes.
"Aren't you going to shower?"
"I'm good. You need to sort yourself out. Your dad might notice you limping around later."
"It really does hurt."
"Maybe take some mefenamic acid?"
"Oh yeah... And I need a napkin too. Can you grab one from the drawer? Thanks, love."
She even had me put her panties on for her. The bathroom door was wide open while we chatted away. Her playful side came back, and she wanted to wash my 'sword'. I didn't play hard to get because it made her happy. Plus, it's no big deal for us now.
I still helped her back, dried her body, and helped her put on her panties. We went up to her room, me with nothing on below and her just in panties. We recovered from the earlier action, and she felt playful again. She decided to mess around with my 'sword'. So, I let her, told her to try and get it up and milk me. These scenes became normal for us. I was at her place almost every day, and of course, we got it on daily too.