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Jareth was taking care of th3 infant, cooing over his son in the crib. He had fitted pads under Jace so that his hips was resting higher than his upper body. It would make the baby's descend slightly impeded but the benefit of holding more liquid in him was more signifcant than the drawback. He was beside Jace within a second hearing his groan. Moving Jace to sit up on his lap, he was careful not to touch his opening that's swelling high from the previous stretch. "It's started again? It's good." Jareth gently rubbed on his belly, making out the shape and orientation of the baby.