Plot: An arranged marriage, 19th century. Mpreg. A marriage between two noblemen, but things don't go well between them. Winter, a blizzard is coming. They are forced to stay at home. The pregnant man goes into labor and the husband has to deliver the baby. The labor was long and painful. Complications in childbirth. I play as a carrier (pregnant man - Carsen). I'm looking for someone to play the husband. I require long answers and an elaborate storyline. More information will be discussed privately.
It was late afternoon. Winter. The weather at this time of year was quite pleasant, although all the animals were sitting in the barn among a thousand bales of hay. They had led them there long ago to focus on the more important things that were to come. Their child, for example. In less than a month it was due to come into the world.
Carsen was pacing around the kitchen as usual at this hour. As examples, the host had to keep the house tidy and cook for her husband. Fortunately, his duties didn't take up much of his time. He had a great schedule for the day and the tasks his spouse assigned him. Even when they found out they were pregnant, Carsen didn't want to give up working from home. It was an escape from marital problems for him.
He married his husband because his parents insisted. He was apparently a good man with a large field and farm, which equaled a large estate. Carsen, however, was not convinced. It was nice enough at first, but then the husband started coming home late from work in the city to their house on the side in the woods. He spent less time with him and was very partial to their intimate life. This all happened after the doctor's diagnosis and Carsen's pregnancy. Maybe it was invisible, but apparently his husband wasn't ready for a baby and was trying to isolate himself. It hurt the pregnant young man, but he stood silently by his spouse's side, being at his every nod. He hoped things would still straighten out between them.
As the sun went down and he waited for his husband, he sat on the couch in the living room, finishing sewing baby clothes. He still had some unfinished ones in store, so he had to hurry. No one knew when the little one would decide to come into the world.
It was late afternoon. Winter. The weather at this time of year was quite pleasant, although all the animals were sitting in the barn among a thousand bales of hay. They had led them there long ago to focus on the more important things that were to come. Their child, for example. In less than a month it was due to come into the world.
Carsen was pacing around the kitchen as usual at this hour. As examples, the host had to keep the house tidy and cook for her husband. Fortunately, his duties didn't take up much of his time. He had a great schedule for the day and the tasks his spouse assigned him. Even when they found out they were pregnant, Carsen didn't want to give up working from home. It was an escape from marital problems for him.
He married his husband because his parents insisted. He was apparently a good man with a large field and farm, which equaled a large estate. Carsen, however, was not convinced. It was nice enough at first, but then the husband started coming home late from work in the city to their house on the side in the woods. He spent less time with him and was very partial to their intimate life. This all happened after the doctor's diagnosis and Carsen's pregnancy. Maybe it was invisible, but apparently his husband wasn't ready for a baby and was trying to isolate himself. It hurt the pregnant young man, but he stood silently by his spouse's side, being at his every nod. He hoped things would still straighten out between them.
As the sun went down and he waited for his husband, he sat on the couch in the living room, finishing sewing baby clothes. He still had some unfinished ones in store, so he had to hurry. No one knew when the little one would decide to come into the world.