Francis eyes widened. He could die? He shook his head fervently and blinked back tears as he tried to centre himself for the next contraction. He focused on the intense burning sensation in between his legs and willed the baby to move downwards. When the next contraction came, Francis scrunched his face in pain and shuddered violently. His toes curled and he flung his head back, crying out as both shoulders crashed through his anus. He panted hard then pushed again, gasping the moment his baby slipped free.
Niso nodded, picking the baby up and out of the water quickly. "Breathe Francis..." He mumbled, getting out to get a towel and dry the baby. After he wrapped it in a fresh one, looking at Francis. "Are you feeling any better?" Niso mumbled, laying the baby down with its sibling then climbing back in the tub, frowning at the younger male.
Francis bit his lips, shaking his head. "..No," he answered truthfully. His whole entire backside ached and he was also having difficulty regaining breath, his swollen womb was placing too much pressure on his diaphragm. Groaning, Francis rubbed one hand over his stomach and held the other to the middle of his back where the pain was strongest. Whining and groaning, he rested his chin against Niso's shoulder. "I think..I wanna get out..c-change positions.."Niso nodded and looked down at him, wrapping his arms around him to help him up. "Alright, back to the bed?" He asked softly, helping to lift Francis up out of the tub. He could tell from the swell of Francis' stomach that the younger male wasn't done, and he cringed at the thought that Francis might not have the motivation to keep pushing. Francis pressed his lips together. "Y-Yeah. But hurry, I can feel it moving down.." He let Niso help him to his feet, swaying a little as he spread his legs and shuffled towards the bedroom, his waddle especially pronounced now. A new bolt of pain laced through him each time his hips were jostled. They were barely to the bed when another contraction tore down his lower back and abdomen, forcing a surprised cry from his lips. His legs trembled and he practically fell into Niso's arms.
"It hurts so much," Francis mumbled against Niso's chest. "How did you do it?”Niso shook his head as he helped Francis to the bed. "You didn't give me a choice..." His eyes were hard but they softened as he moved to spread Francis’ legs further apart while applying gently pressure to the other’s hips.
Then he hurried over to the bathroom, picking up both swaddled babies from the floor and returning to the bedroom, laying them on the large bed next to their bearer. Francis moaned and wriggled weakly on the bed. His strength was spent. Francis threw an arm over his forehead and inhaled sharply as another contraction rolled over him. He was so tired. All he wanted was to sleep, and erase the last four hours. He turned his head and gasped loudly when his muscles tensed again, biting into the duvet to muffle his cries. Niso sat on the bed and watched him, gripping at his hand lightly now. There wasn't anything he could do but sit there with him. Sighing, he shook his head, wondering when Francis would next give birth and how many more he'd be having. Francis buried his face in the pillow. His soft cries became more urgent as he curled in on himself, clutching his heaving abdomen. His insides felt like they were being ripped open. "Nnnggh..!"With the next contraction he squeezed Niso's hand, hard enough to bruise. His back arched off the bed as the baby suddenly shifted and the horrible pressure in his pelvis returned. Francis groaned and rubbed his stomach furiously, feeling his muscles seize and contract against his will. This was not his body anymore; he had no control. Niso gritted his teeth but didn't say anything, allowing Francis to squeeze his hand. "Is it coming yet?" He asked, frowning as he watched Francis continue to writhe on the bed. Using his free hand, Niso tried to keep the other’s legs spread wide, hoping the nightmare would be over soon with the final birth or births. Francis whined, struggling to loose himself from the covers. He wanted to be on all fours but his legs were tangled and plastered to the bedsheets by sweat and birth fluids. He rolled over to his side and looked at Niso. "N-Need to get up.." Francis managed to gasp out before he concentrated on his breath. This time the pain was so strong it felt like knives were being twisted inside his gut. He latched onto Niso's arm and tried to haul himself upwards, wheezing, when suddenly his stomach clenched and a gush of fluids splashed down his legs. Francis shuddered. "AHHHHHHHHHHH...!"
Seeing the fluids, Niso got onto his knees and helped Francis onto his hands and knees, rubbing at his lower back after. "Breathe Francis." He mumbled, glancing at the other babies a moment before turning his attention back on Francis. "Just push like before." Niso said softly, leaning down and kissing his head lightly while he massaged Francis' back.
ตา Francis widened เขาตายอย่างไร เขาส่ายหัวเร่าร้อน และคันนั้นกะพริบหลังน้ำตาเขาพยายามศูนย์เองการหดตัวต่อไป เขาเน้นแสบรุนแรงระหว่างขาของเขา และไม่ยอมแพ้ลูกเลื่อนลง เมื่อหดตัวถัดมา Francis scrunched ใบหน้าของเขาเจ็บ และแค่สั่นอย่างรุนแรง เท้าของเขาที่โค้งงอ และเขาโยนออกหัวกลับ ร้องไห้ออกเป็นไหล่ทั้งสองหยุดผ่านทวารหนักของเขา เขา panted หนัก แล้วผลักอีก gasping ช่วงเวลาเด็กของเขาลื่นฟรีNiso พยักหน้า รับลูกขึ้น และออก จากน้ำได้อย่างรวดเร็ว "หายใจ Francis..." เขา mumbled การออก ไป รับผ้าเช็ดตัว และแห้งทารก หลังจากเขาห่อมันในหนึ่งสด กำลังดู Francis "คุณจะรู้สึกได้ดีกว่า" Niso mumbled วางทารกลงกับของน้อง แล้วปีนในอ่างอาบน้ำ frowning ที่ชายอายุFrancis บิตริมฝีปากของเขา เขาหัวสั่น ".. ไม่มี เขาตอบตามความเป็นจริง Ached ด้านหลังทั้งหมดทั้งของเขา และเขายังมีความยากลำบากในการฟื้นลมหายใจ มดลูกบวมของเขาถูกวางความดันมากเกินไปบนไดอะแฟรมของเขา Groaning, Francis ลูบมือผ่านท้องของเขา และจัดขึ้นอื่น ๆ ที่กลางหลังของเขาซึ่งความเจ็บปวดเป็นที่สุด เสียงหอน และ groaning เขาวางเขาคางกับไหล่ของ Niso "ผมคิดว่า ... ต้องได้รับการออก... เปลี่ยน c ตำแหน่ง..." Niso พยักหน้า และมองลงไปที่เขา ตัดแขนของเขารอบ ๆ ตัวเขาเพื่อช่วยให้เขาขึ้น "ไม่เป็นไร กลับไปที่เตียง" เขาถามเบา ๆ ช่วยยก Francis ขึ้นจากอ่าง เขาสามารถบอกจากการบวมของท้องของ Francis ที่เพศชายอายุไม่ได้ทำ และเขาตัวนั้นงอตัวที่คิดว่า Francis อาจมีแรงจูงใจเพื่อผลักดันให้ Francis กดริมฝีปากของเขาเข้าด้วยกัน "ใช่ Y แต่ความเร่งรีบ ฉันสามารถรู้สึกว่ามันย้ายลง... " เขาให้ช่วยให้เท้าของเขา โยกเล็กน้อยเป็นเขาเขาแพร่กระจายขา Niso และสับต่อห้องนอน วอดเดิลของเขาโดยเฉพาะอย่างยิ่งการออกเสียงตอนนี้ โบลต์ใหม่ปวดเจือผ่านเขาแต่ละครั้งที่สะโพกของเขาถูก jostled พวกเขาถูกแทบจะนอนเมื่อหดตัวอื่นฉีกลงหลังล่างและช่องท้อง บังคับให้ร้องไห้แปลกจากริมฝีปากของเขา Trembled ขาของเขา และเขาจริงตกลงไปในแขนของ Niso "มันเจ็บมาก Francis mumbled กับหน้าอกของ Niso "คุณอย่างไรนั้น" Niso ส่ายศีรษะของเขาเขาช่วย Francis เตียง "คุณไม่ได้ให้ฉันเลือก..." ตาของเขาได้ยาก แต่จะนุ่มนวลเป็นเขาย้ายไปแพร่กระจายของ Francis ขาต่อกันขณะกดเบา ๆ สะโพกอื่น ๆThen he hurried over to the bathroom, picking up both swaddled babies from the floor and returning to the bedroom, laying them on the large bed next to their bearer. Francis moaned and wriggled weakly on the bed. His strength was spent. Francis threw an arm over his forehead and inhaled sharply as another contraction rolled over him. He was so tired. All he wanted was to sleep, and erase the last four hours. He turned his head and gasped loudly when his muscles tensed again, biting into the duvet to muffle his cries. Niso sat on the bed and watched him, gripping at his hand lightly now. There wasn't anything he could do but sit there with him. Sighing, he shook his head, wondering when Francis would next give birth and how many more he'd be having. Francis buried his face in the pillow. His soft cries became more urgent as he curled in on himself, clutching his heaving abdomen. His insides felt like they were being ripped open. "Nnnggh..!"With the next contraction he squeezed Niso's hand, hard enough to bruise. His back arched off the bed as the baby suddenly shifted and the horrible pressure in his pelvis returned. Francis groaned and rubbed his stomach furiously, feeling his muscles seize and contract against his will. This was not his body anymore; he had no control. Niso gritted his teeth but didn't say anything, allowing Francis to squeeze his hand. "Is it coming yet?" He asked, frowning as he watched Francis continue to writhe on the bed. Using his free hand, Niso tried to keep the other’s legs spread wide, hoping the nightmare would be over soon with the final birth or births. Francis whined, struggling to loose himself from the covers. He wanted to be on all fours but his legs were tangled and plastered to the bedsheets by sweat and birth fluids. He rolled over to his side and looked at Niso. "N-Need to get up.." Francis managed to gasp out before he concentrated on his breath. This time the pain was so strong it felt like knives were being twisted inside his gut. He latched onto Niso's arm and tried to haul himself upwards, wheezing, when suddenly his stomach clenched and a gush of fluids splashed down his legs. Francis shuddered. "AHHHHHHHHHHH...!"เห็นไหล Niso ได้ลงบนหัวเข่าของเขา และช่วยให้ Francis บนมือและหัวเข่า เขาถูที่หลังของเขาหลังจาก "หายใจ Francis" เขา mumbled สวยที่ทารกอื่น ๆ ช่วงเวลาก่อนที่จะหันความสนใจของเขาที่กลับบน Francis "เพียงแค่กดถูกใจก่อน" Niso พูดเบา ๆ เอียงลง และจูบศีรษะของเขาเบา ๆ ในขณะที่เขานวดหลังของ Francis
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