[Lovebite]

Baxter almost sobbed when his legs were released and he felt the form of the child come back into him, turning over slowly onto his side and then his knees as he lifted himself up weakly. A groan escaping him as he almost collapsed again, pressing his forehead into his hands and quivering from his thighs to his shoulders,"It's not coming... It won't come."he whimpered, more tears coming to his eyes.