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The log that resides them was filled with labored pants and groans. Our omega is in pain, and though he  had said confidently that he could bear all through it at the beginning, he was surely doubting it now. Our omega is in pain, and he's slowly tiring out.

Lavender orbs that had turned glossy looked hesitant as they met the encouraging face of the alpha. Fear ran through him, and it was clear in how uncertain he looked. It was a while that the pregnant mate ponder. He believes that it would be a risk to stand and walk having found enough comfort in their nest. He feared that the pain would come again. There was also the matter that their walk to the nest (more like the alphas dragging him) had tired him enough. Would he still have the strength to stand, let alone walk? And this time he feared that he might fall. Yes, he was hesitant for a lot of things

But even in the nest, Lumin found out he wouldn't be safe from the dreaded feeling. A new contraction came and he cupped the belly as much as he could, looking at Gerard with pained eyes briefly before closing them shut again. He tried to breathe through it, but that catching his breath was no easy feat.

It h-hurts so much, G. Aghhnn... The grip on the hand of the farmer tightened; and after much debate, the healer reluctantly agreed. Help me up, hon. But it ended with the dominant doing more of the lifting. Once the white taur had been up, he'd stumbled, and was thankful that Gerard was quick to catch him. He clung to the neck of the darker taur, who held him firmly by the waist.

D-don't let me fall, please love.

He was concentrating on breathing, eyes focused on the chest of his love, when the request came. There was another contraction coming, he could feel; and he had held on tighter as he barely made his approval known with a short nod.

Mrs. Dashwood went to work as soon as she saw the slightest hint of a yes from her pupil. Crouching behind her apprentice, she got a full view of the quivering entrance. The white rear was glimmering with sweat, and the hole was protruding ever so slightly. She wanted to feel some, but as her hands came near, she saw it. Her now-patient had started scrunching his face again, and the old mare had took it as her sign to retreat for the moment.

Just as the head healer had stood at the side, Lumin let out a loud cry of pain, his body pushing forward... Ahhhhhh....! As his water broke and fluids splashed from his behind; good thing they were already at safe distance from the nest. While this relieved some pressure for our moon, he wasn't liking the new sensation that came with. The squirms of their foals he feels all well, too well perhaps.

Oh, and that goes his water. Mrs. Dashwood was cheerful in her voice, trying to lessen the panic that both partners have made obvious of. She came to Lumin's side, hearing the more erratic breaths from the younger.

Lumin, dearie, take deep breaths. That's it hee hee hoo... slow and steady. Fortunately the omega was helped to control his breathing to a more regular level; pale shoulders not appearing so shaky any more. She saw the hesitant look on Gerard.

He would need the help of gravity more than ever, son. Let him walk. But as much as willing the alpha was, his mate remained glued on his spot.

Lumin, what's wrong?

I-I'm scared. I-I can't do this, ma'am. The voice was weak but you could still hear the tremble that came with it. The older healer came into his side and brought him close to her.

You'll be fine, Lumin. We got you. And I'm sure Gerard won't let anything happen to you. Now you need to do this for the foals, they'd need the help. Do this for them? And the omega was convinced. Maybe he could walk a few rounds still?

(Okay! But do be warned that this is my first ever attempt to do labor on my character, I'm sorry if it wouldn't be so much accurate, or pleasing to you )