[Lovebite]

Baxter simply shook his head again, though before he could argue, his legs were being pushed apart more and the head came forward again as he was forced to push once more, whining like a young child who had stubbed their toe and making it to the start of the peak. he kept going and going, getting the head to crown again before stopping. He gasped in breaths and still that wasn't enough, he hadn't pushed long enough, even now and he shook his head once more,"I don't want to... It hurts too bad..."he bit his lip,"You don't understand!"he tilted his head back as his back arched and he gasped in a breath, curling forward and turning onto his side, or trying to at least when another pain hit him like a brick to the stomach. Such a strong man lowered to this point was almost a shame, his beard had spittle in it from his crying and weeping and his eyes were red rimmed, it was late and he just wanted this to end.