[Lovebite]

Baxter was wavering, every part of him quivered and he gasped in short breaths between the intense cramps. His fist was stuffed against his mouth and tears streamed from his tightly shut eyes as he groaned loudly. Thankful for the music at least in the beginning, though now it was quieting down he was scared someone would wonder in and find him here. A unborn child hanging half out of him and bulging against his hole, a sharp cry of pain escaped him when finally the shoulders pushed through him. Tearing his perinium almost in half as the child came crashing out of him.