08-06-2018, 01:23 AM
(well those can really take a toll on someone's body. Hopefully things are more manageable now 
You're my friend so I was concerned.)
(What do you want to do next? I'm starting his Braxton Hicks in this post to make the struggle of the last trimester more real to them. After that, what's next? I have some ideas but I also like to know your thoughts)
Elliot was so used to it that he knew to let his love carry him as he pleases. Can't complain, though, with his back killing him and his feet very swollen. "Alright. But you better not be forcing yourself, dear. And Alex, it's true your charm is speaking your thoughts. I don't know of there but it works straight to my heart for me. Thank you." Elliot snuggled to Alex's chest as he was carried up to their bedroom. He was thankful for the pillows but still Alex spooning him from behind and securing their babies was the best remedy for his aches.
Days passed very slowly for the heavily pregnant omega. He does some emails from work but other than that he's inactive. Well not like he can do much with how his body continue to grow heavier and achier. The kicks that he loved then was becoming a nuisance now when their strength increased. He knew Alex will aid him if he calls but he was aching constantly and he can't always bother Alex who still do some work at home. He doesn't want to seem so much as a pushover and help his love by dealing with things he can on his own.
Elliot sighed tiredly. He had just finished lulling the babies to sleep after they had woke him up with their strong kicking. "I'm happy you're strong my loves, but please take it easy on daddy next time." He grabbed the opportunity of peaceful babies to hopefully cook some lunch since Alex hasn't come out yet from the office room. It was still early to prepare but being early won't hurt, especially if you're slow and pregnant.
He was cooking when he began to feel pressure at his back and lower belly. He shrugged it off to continue stirring the the soup he was making. But the pressure only grew to actually contract his belly and that made him scared. He hunched on his belly, one arm tightly wrapped on his bump while another slowly lowered himself to the kitchen floor. Elliot was taking deep breaths, head bowed. He was whimpering with how it felt so uncomfortable. Too focused on riding out the pain, he forgot to turn off the stove and already a bit of burned soup can be smelled.
"Oww... ohh...Nghhh.. A-Alex. P-please come..." It was barely audible. Tired from before and now this. He hasn't the energy for it. Elliot was putting trust instead on the bond they have and hopefully Alex can feel his distress and come for him. Even if it was just wishful thinking.
You're my friend so I was concerned.)(What do you want to do next? I'm starting his Braxton Hicks in this post to make the struggle of the last trimester more real to them. After that, what's next? I have some ideas but I also like to know your thoughts)
Elliot was so used to it that he knew to let his love carry him as he pleases. Can't complain, though, with his back killing him and his feet very swollen. "Alright. But you better not be forcing yourself, dear. And Alex, it's true your charm is speaking your thoughts. I don't know of there but it works straight to my heart for me. Thank you." Elliot snuggled to Alex's chest as he was carried up to their bedroom. He was thankful for the pillows but still Alex spooning him from behind and securing their babies was the best remedy for his aches.
Days passed very slowly for the heavily pregnant omega. He does some emails from work but other than that he's inactive. Well not like he can do much with how his body continue to grow heavier and achier. The kicks that he loved then was becoming a nuisance now when their strength increased. He knew Alex will aid him if he calls but he was aching constantly and he can't always bother Alex who still do some work at home. He doesn't want to seem so much as a pushover and help his love by dealing with things he can on his own.
Elliot sighed tiredly. He had just finished lulling the babies to sleep after they had woke him up with their strong kicking. "I'm happy you're strong my loves, but please take it easy on daddy next time." He grabbed the opportunity of peaceful babies to hopefully cook some lunch since Alex hasn't come out yet from the office room. It was still early to prepare but being early won't hurt, especially if you're slow and pregnant.
He was cooking when he began to feel pressure at his back and lower belly. He shrugged it off to continue stirring the the soup he was making. But the pressure only grew to actually contract his belly and that made him scared. He hunched on his belly, one arm tightly wrapped on his bump while another slowly lowered himself to the kitchen floor. Elliot was taking deep breaths, head bowed. He was whimpering with how it felt so uncomfortable. Too focused on riding out the pain, he forgot to turn off the stove and already a bit of burned soup can be smelled.
"Oww... ohh...Nghhh.. A-Alex. P-please come..." It was barely audible. Tired from before and now this. He hasn't the energy for it. Elliot was putting trust instead on the bond they have and hopefully Alex can feel his distress and come for him. Even if it was just wishful thinking.