[SilentFeather]

(I am so lucky to have said yes to us roleplaying and now here we are, creating a story that has been awesomely made by the two of us. I am fine with Aki's opening to swell up after the rough birthing. Nick is such an affectionate lover like you are to me. Gentlemen like you are so rare. :))

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Aki was indeed sweating, feeling as though he was in a marathon that would never end. He was soft when touching the child's damp hair, making sure to not rush when it came to pushing forth the child. He stopped from time to time, taking a minutes or so to regain the breaths that he had lost when attempting a upper body curling into himself push. He wanted to be able to lay down and relax, releasing himself into that soothing presence of darkness whenever he had found himself closing his eyes for what had seemed to be like even a short time.

He did not want to share their children with a pathetic nanny but kept the such offer in his mind until the such topic was brought up in conversation. He did as his beloved Nick had encouraged, lifting his upper body upward and pushing for what seemed like forever but it was actually a few minutes or so. He cried out whenever the child moved her shoulders from time to time as the child tried to figure out what was happening in the outside world from time to time whenever her head and shoulders were touched by either her mother and father.

Heavily, his upper body collapsed on the bed as he gasped for breath, shoving through the increasing haze of tiredness that had threatened to overcome him. He cried out in pure agony as the first broad shoulder had emerged free with help from Nick and the second one did after a few minutes of such agonizing pushing he forced his aching, exhausted body through. Now the bed was stained with blood and other unspeakable bodily liquids, his body was covered in salty sweat, his breasts were covered in warm milk and he felt as though he was close to bursting if he did not deliver the child soon. He was eager to hold the child and hum softly to her for the very first time. He found himself close to slumber but far away as well as the child began to move after her torso was freed. Now the hips were to be delivered but it seemed impossible with how tired he was. He desired to be able to finish the task without a single scratch but the hips seemed to be thick and plump due to the daughter's size.

"Owww! ..." He complained with a few groans, clutching the covers of the bed as he tried his hardest not to clamp his legs shut as his opening was swollen.