Kaden yawned tiredly, closing his eyes and resting for a short while to rest his mind and body. He dreamed for a little bit until the second and third child decided to begin moving around. He sighed wearily as he slowly awoke. He fluttered his once closed eyelids, waking up from a soft slumber. Gently, he rubbed his swollen stomach, trying to calm down the very excited two children who were left inside of his womb and stomach. He got up, holding the bottom of his stomach as he began walking around the room with heavy waddle like steps that caused his large, swollen stomach to jiggle like he was Santa Claus. Even though he was in unbearable pain and was tired he still felt truly blessed.

Kaden gently leaned against his beloved Sam. He groaned in agony, trying his very best to push. He soon cried out, feeling his body responding beyond his control. He sighed with relief as his beloved took time to kindly help him through the pains. He felt himself quivering, feeling his whole entire body giving into a strong, unmistakable urge to push for an endless while. He lifted his head from the pillow it was laying upon, attempting a few pushes to get the process going once more. When he heard his lover talking he could not keep back a happy and proud smile, feeling butterflies in his still swollen belly. He rubbed it gently, feeling the last two remaining offspring fighting for who would be born next. The two of them were battling and kicking up a fierce storm. He tried to clench his teeth together but the pains that he felt were just too intense to bear on through. Not even for a single moment.

Kaden relaxed for the time to time for a moment without pain would truly allow him to. He forced himself to push on and off for a time. He groaned in agony, feeling tired from the countless strikes of painful labor that plagued and burdened him. He whimpered from time to time, wanting to be able to stop for a time and being able to relax, even if it was for a short amount of time. He rubbed his sore stomach, wincing whenever he felt pain inside of his overwhelmed womb. He felt his stomach moving with each forceful kick of the child that was slowly emerging. He was eager to get to hold his and his husband's children but knew that he would have to wait a while. He grew impatient but tried not to be that way, birthing could take strength out of him.

Kaden pushed hard as he could, his mouth groaning, grunting and panting heavily. Second by second he was fueled to succeed by the encouraging words of his beloved Sam. He was blessed to have a caring mate. He was also proud of himself for not giving into defeat so easily. He was excited to be birthing the last two of the triplets. He was also excited because of being a new first time father to the three babies but for now all he could do was wait. He also needed to be patient. He was now aware that he was inexperienced but he would try his very best to love and nurture. He would also be a gentle and caring husband to his beloved Sam, love and cherish him even after death. Their love would be truly eternal. He did not ever think of death as an end of a couple's love and devotion to oneanother. Whenever he needed rest he closed his eyes for a minute, opening them whenever he felt a gut wrenching pain slice through him like the sharp blade of a sword. He sighed softly, wanting to get up from the bed and walk around for a while to stretch his legs.

Kaden was beyond tired, panting heavily. By now he was covered with many droplets of scorching hot sweat, feeling his weary, restless body shaking beyond his control as he was helped up from the bed and on his two bare feet. He sighed heavily, trying so much and his very hardest to stay up and standing. He gathered up his strength and attempted a squatting position, feeling as if the next emerging baby was wanting to remain deep inside of his fertile, painfully stretched womb and swollen stomach. He was graciously thankful of having such a loving and caring husband such as Sam. He felt the second child roughly squirming and kicking, gasping for breath as the pains of labor continued throughout the day and into the evening. He pushed on and off, staying in a position of squatting for as long as he could. He groaned in agony but did not regret birthing the children into the world. "Alright, my love.. I will tell you when the pains worsen." He said softly to his beloved.

Kaden managed to express a small but noticeable smile up at Sam. He kept it but it soon disappeared once the pains of labor hit him like a ton of bricks. He groaned whenever the two remaining children moved around harshly. He cried out whenever the pains became too much, gripping his lover's strong arms with his hands. He did not want to hurt his beloved but he was in too much pain to know of that. "Shit! .." He screamed as his second child slowly and sluggishly moved from his aching womb which caused his still round, swollen stomach to drop suddenly which caused grunt like whines of discomfort to leave his lips. He never gave up.

Kaden whimpered pitifully, trying his very best to stay strong but the pain was truly unbearable.  The waiting was even more worse. He did not want the last two babies of the triplets to perish, becoming more and more worried about them. He kept his worries to himself, not wanting to cause himself any more stress than he needed. He relaxed between pushes, feeling his body shaking with each attempt at pushing forth the second child but the such one was taking a very long time. When the pushes did not move the child he became impatient, groaning once the child moved around with many a harsh movements that took his next few upcoming breaths away. He was eager to birth the last two children and hold them. He was eager indeed.

Kaden used his remaining strength wisely to push, trying as hard as he possibly could. He groaned in agonizing pain once again, lowering his head till his chin was upon his own small sized chest. He cried out in discomfort as the emerging child slowly moved forward inside of him. He breathed harder and harder with each passing second. He made sure not to brush even though he wanted the last two of the children out. He kept a hard grip on his lover's arms, trying to let go but he felt as though he was not in complete and total control of himself. He felt his strength draining from him with each push that he was struggling through. He was desperate to get the two babies out. He felt proud of himself for not simply giving up even though he was in true pain. He rested for a while, soon pushing once more. He was tired but at the same time he was ready. He focused only on the process known as birth.

Kaden did groan, grunted and screamed at the very top of his suffering lungs from time to time. He knew that he was making such a ruckus but he did not care about being quiet and patient as each minute passed. He clenched his upper and lower teeth together, trying his very hardest to push. Tears burned in his eyes, flowing down his face like an endless river. He kept a tight grip on his lover, not wanting to let go. Not until the last two babies of the triplets were born but it seemed to be not that time yet. With each passing moment he was not making such progress as he had with the first born child. He whimpered, wanting to be freed from the pains known as harsh, hard labor. He was becoming more and more weary with each push he forced his body to be forced through. He worried about the last two children dwelling within his beyond swollen belly. He tried not to cry but he could not keep it back. "It hurts .. holy God above this shit hurts!" He sobbed, feeling embarrassed that he was showing his true emotions.

Kaden tried to be patient but he did not have control anymore. He groaned and grunted, screaming only when the pains became more and more worse. He cried out, trying his very best to get through each contraction that plagued him. He whimpered, wanting the pains that he felt to simply stop for a while do he could gather more strength to his tired aching muscles. He gripped his lover's arms once again, feeling more and more desperate with each forced push he did or attempted to do. He cried out once more, feeling the next upcoming baby begin kicking and squirming hard. "Ow .. fuck!" He cursed to whatever gods would hear his pathetic outbursts, biting his lower lip so hard that it began bleeding from the sudden bite wound. He tasted the blood and made a face of tiredness, not minding the copper taste.