06-18-2016, 01:44 PM
It was hours before any real bad contractions had finally begun, and while Bucky antes to push just for the hell of it, to maybe speed the process up, he didn't feel the need to push yet, and from past experiences he knew pushing when he shouldn't be was a bad idea. He'd tire himself out and not want to push when the time came. He'd only been checked on once by one of the scientists whom came in with his party of guards, but that had been about an hour ago. Things felt much worse than they had an hour ago.
"This fucking sucks," he cursed wearily, beads of sweat trailing their way down his face and neck. He was hot, and marks from sweat were now clearly visible on the shirt he wore that was straining to cover his gravid belly. "I'm so done, I'm so-" But then his breath hitched as another contraction began and he buried his face into Steve's lap. "Ahhhh... Christ. Fuck that hurts-"
"This fucking sucks," he cursed wearily, beads of sweat trailing their way down his face and neck. He was hot, and marks from sweat were now clearly visible on the shirt he wore that was straining to cover his gravid belly. "I'm so done, I'm so-" But then his breath hitched as another contraction began and he buried his face into Steve's lap. "Ahhhh... Christ. Fuck that hurts-"