12-04-2021, 03:39 PM
Carsen returned his husband's smile gently, hearing that he could see their baby's head and it was probably bald. This was one positive outcome. Child. Their baby.
When he tried to push next, he could feel his opening trying to fit the entire surface of the baby's head, but failing. Only by the fact that the Duchess was sagging and in great pain. More and more mucus was flowing out of his, and he thought he was going to die in a moment. The feeling was awful. He couldn't handle giving birth to his first child. He was a terrible wife.
He finally gasped and sank his head back against the pillow, his body rippling. His nipples began to drip lightly along his belly, and sweat was already on his thighs. He was breathing hard. He felt every gesture, movement twice as much.
He looked at Fabian, feeling he couldn't handle any more. He gave up.
"Duke... I can't... Forgive me. It hurts so much," he said, and then looked at the candle, which was already largely used up. "What time is it? Does it take that long?"
When he tried to push next, he could feel his opening trying to fit the entire surface of the baby's head, but failing. Only by the fact that the Duchess was sagging and in great pain. More and more mucus was flowing out of his, and he thought he was going to die in a moment. The feeling was awful. He couldn't handle giving birth to his first child. He was a terrible wife.
He finally gasped and sank his head back against the pillow, his body rippling. His nipples began to drip lightly along his belly, and sweat was already on his thighs. He was breathing hard. He felt every gesture, movement twice as much.
He looked at Fabian, feeling he couldn't handle any more. He gave up.
"Duke... I can't... Forgive me. It hurts so much," he said, and then looked at the candle, which was already largely used up. "What time is it? Does it take that long?"