Demon Birth (closed RP with Iliad)

[Iliad]

I watch you, keeping silent though a devils smirk never leaves my face as I stalk you about the room like a cat watching a lame mouse. Each time you fall to the floor I tisk and chuckle, half tempted to push you back down, but the contractions seem to do the work for me. ''You're filthy, rolling around on the floor like a sow.'' I remark dryly, as I approach you, the second contraction making you lie down in agony, trying to pull up your center of gravity as you push to no avail.
Your stomach is massive, and low hanging, and even from here I can tell every time a contraction hits you, sweat glistening off your solid belly and brow.