11-16-2016, 12:34 PM
The teenager whimpered with the most recent contraction, huffing and pushing his head back to brace against the seat as he gripped his father's hand tightly. "Dad... Dad, something's... I-I..."He swallowed nervously, looking to the other slightly as he grit his teeth, his knuckles white as he gripped the handle attached to the ceiling. His face twisted up, brows pinching together and mouth hanging open as he tried to keep breathing, shaking his head and shifting his hips forwards. He pressed his face into his arm and couldn't control himself as his nails dug into his fathers hand, he was abnormally silent during the contraction. His eyes were closed and his face brightened to a red color as he sat through it.
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