[Lovebite]

"With your tongue?!"He snapped in retort,"Fuck you, you're only thinking about yourself."His face twisted up in pain and he growled with the contraction, turning over onto his side and whining as his stomach tightened painfully. He panted and gripped onto the pillow beneath him, his hips rocked slowly with the next loud, drawn out moan that escaped him. There were a thousand other things he could think of that he wanted to do besides give birth to whatever spawn had made its home inside of him due to the priest fucking him within the first month of knowing him.

"You aren't helping me... You did this to me! And now you want to fucking help me- Argh!" He cried out, tears fell from his eyes and down his cheeks and it was obvious that he was terrified of what was happening to him, turning over slowly onto his knees. Reaching out to grip the steel bar of the headboard, he felt like a beached whale and that was putting it lightly, now that his water broke, labor was intensifying at too fast of a pace for him to keep up with. His stomach hung low, pressure forcing its way down against his pelvis, he whined as he contracted again and shook his head firmly.

"You want to fucking check me? Or open me up or whatever? Just fucking look at me, it's coming right now."He said simply, groaning and bearing down.