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The midhusband was going to say otherwise but the stern look of the lord deterred him from objecting from his orders. Even the lady backed down at Augustus' threatening warning. The man just waved the redudnat ladies away as he sat down between Orvin's legs again, monitoring the progress as he made another push on his own. "This is the best position, just keep pushing like this." The midhusband intervened hearing Orvin's request, outright ignoring him. Before Orvin could say anythig though, another contraction hit and Orvin resumed pushing.

The lord was pulling Orvin's leg back for him, he could feel how tensed up the butler was, his toes curling against his palm. The weak voice of Orvin's was worrying, and the Lord decided Orvin should know the best in this situation. He waited for this contraction to pass, with another push that looked fruitless, and then sternly ordered. "Flip him over, let him get off his bed. You, help him sit up." He said pointing to the lady at his opposite side holding Orvin's other leg. "Orvin, how do you want to be? on your knees? Squatting?" he asked in a much gentler voice to the man who was still panting from teh push.