08-16-2017, 01:34 AM
Erumollien had figured that his husband would rather be just with him and had decided to be the one to deliver his first babe. He placed a hand on Tristan's belly, feeling the kicks and thrashing of the babe, he winced at the idea of his husband enduring all this. He swallowed thickly before looking at Tristan with a gentle smile.
"You are free to scream and cry out," He whispered, leaning close to his husband to kiss Tristan's forehead, "You have every right to do so." He whispered as he held Tristan close, "You are not weak if you scream or cry out, even my mother screamed and she was a frightfully strong warrior." He whispered before peppering Tristan's face with kisses, "You are strong even if you succumb to letting out the pain as the labour progresses." He murmured, feeling the babe giving stronger kicks and punches to Tristan.
The babe on the other hand, began moving down to Tristan's opening, the complication however was that the babe's back was coming out first, a sideways breech. It was not the child's rear end coming out, but the back itself.
"You are free to scream and cry out," He whispered, leaning close to his husband to kiss Tristan's forehead, "You have every right to do so." He whispered as he held Tristan close, "You are not weak if you scream or cry out, even my mother screamed and she was a frightfully strong warrior." He whispered before peppering Tristan's face with kisses, "You are strong even if you succumb to letting out the pain as the labour progresses." He murmured, feeling the babe giving stronger kicks and punches to Tristan.
The babe on the other hand, began moving down to Tristan's opening, the complication however was that the babe's back was coming out first, a sideways breech. It was not the child's rear end coming out, but the back itself.