Kida giggled, "They sure are. Do we have everything secured?", and Milo nodded, "Yeah, a nice, cozy blanket to cushion your seat, and a couple of thick blankets to be as cushions, a good-sized meal of food, along with a couple of canteens, and a couple of our own fireworks for the right moment to commence the end of the year. Let me help you there, my warrior queen.", with a smile, as they carefully and slowly got into the rowboat, with Milo assisting Kida, and then after seeing that the Atlantean rowboat is strong and well to handle the weight, Milo began to row, heading for their sacred spot.
"I'm not that helpless, you know.", Kida reminded him as they moved as he chuckled, "I know, but still, I think after everything, we want pretty much whatever children that are coming to be fairly calm, not worried half to death about things..."
Kida smiled, stroking her baby bump, "Fair enough, my Milo...", feeling a few hand slams against the lower part of her baby bump, showing that the baby is enjoying the motions of the rowboat, "Our rascal is enjoying the ride...".
"That's good. They deserve a fun ride...I hope they'll behave while we're alone to ourselves...It has been ages since you were horny, not that I was complaining...", Milo smiled sheepishly.
Kida giggled warmly, "Riding you was my favorite part of my horny time, though I have to admit that being taken from behind was a close second...", with a flirty, coy smile.
Milo blushed so red, almost fumbling with the row paddles, but kept a tight grip on them as he kept rowing, and he replied, "Boy, sounds like you really are eager to enjoy tonight...Let me guess, a really good massage, passionate ravishing, and perhaps one or two orgasms if possible?".
Kida nodded, "You presume correctly...I only wish we were able to make love again, but I'm too far along now...", with a soft sigh. "Yeah; but at the very least, we're still able to do a few things even if we can't go all the way with things. But it won't be much longer...", Milo commented, and Kida mentally laughed at what he said there since he was righter than he knew.
And after not too long of a trip, they made it, arriving at their sacred place, with Milo noticing that the stone broken bridge was fixed up intact and standing like a guardian, with the pillars of the small bridge island standing strong and giving good views of the city with some of the greenery cleaned off, yet the intertwined tree and its beautiful flowers is pristinely intact, with some of the cove still serene and private.
Kida smiled, "I might have told some of the Atlantean explorers and Thaddeus to hold back on exploring the sections of the submerged broken bridge parts that would connect to this bridge some months ago, just until Sia and Jacques have their turn for next year, and then this place will remain an off-limits area, while the bridge would be used for finding connections to submerged tiers and houses. Is it even better than you imagined?", as she stroked her baby bump, feeling her instincts intensify yet settle in satisfaction as they seemed to realize that Kida is now at the right place.
"Honestly, after being here for a while, it's getting harder to imagine...", Milo joked. "It's becoming too common.". Kida rolled her eyes, hearing that.
"I suppose you're right; after all, we both shared memories so you've certainly known what much of this place looks like when it was better times.", she smiled before he leaned in for a kiss.
Kida kissed him back warmly, looking at him eagerly, and Milo chuckled, "I know that look. Let me anchor this and settle everything on our island.", before rowing a bit closer, deep into the shore, and then got out, pulling the side of the rowboat closer to the shore, and found a long, thick vine to anchor the rowboat as Kida carefully stepped out of the rowboat, with Milo picking up the basket of food, the blankets, the canteens, and the small set of fireworks.
Kida found the two pillows and the blanket that was there last time, having tucked them into a crevice of a boulder, and then Milo piled all the blankets into a cozy, thick mattress of some sort, as Kida sat crisscrossed on one of the pillows, "I'm waiting for that massage, my love...", relieved that the baby is not in any urgent rush right now, though she can tell that the water bag will break any hour now, and the contractions will become more frequent then.
"Just give me a moment.", Milo told her. "Just want to make sure things are perfect... don't want to be a bit too hard and bother the baby...", he told her as she nodded, "I suppose our child wouldn't really like it if you went a bit too deep with the massage; they might be feeling even more cramped than they already are in there.".
Milo nodded, "Exactly...I'll start from the back, okay? You must be tense at least...", and Kida snorted, "That's the understatement of this year.", before sighing and moaning in pleasure and relief as Milo started to massage her neck with his thumbs, with his fingers massaging her shoulders, "Oh, yes, Milo...That...yes, keep going...".
Milo smiled warmly as he steadily massaged, not too hard or too soft, but just right, listening to his wife's sighs and moans of pleasuring relief, slowly starting from top to bottom on her backside, making sure to not miss any spot.
This lasted for 30 minutes before Kida replied, "Anymore and I'm gonna fall backwards...", and Milo chuckled, "Wrap your arms around my neck, I'm not done yet as I have still the front to massage...".
Kida wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning in slightly as Milo sat in front of her, massaging her front slowly as well, lasting for another 30 minutes with Kida's sighs and moans of relieving pleasure, before she moved, resting on her side, her instincts telling her that she is half dilated, and it will be soon for the water bag to break, but she is still needy for some ravishing...
"Please, Milo, please, take off my bra and underwear...I want your lips now...", Kida pleaded, and Milo growled huskily, "As you wish, my gorgeous wife...", covering her from the back, to ravish her skin, kissing and caressing with his other hand, as his hand went to unhook the bra, taking off the sarong and slipping off the underwear, not noticing the change in her hips or vagina as he was focused on pleasing his wife.
Kida gasped and softly cried out in pleasure as Milo passionately ravished her, yet with a gentle undertone to it, being of care for their baby in mind for another hour before Kida felt the instinct to walk, replying, "That was incredible, Milo...Now I'm hungry...No, let me do it. It's not that heavy, anyway...", as she moved into sitting up, and getting up, walking to the food basket that was only a few feet away, picking it up carefully, and just of making it back to the blanket-mattress, she felt the water bag breaking, gushing out into the sand, flowing downwards to the shore.
"Did the baby kick the bladder again? They must be hungry too, to make room...", Milo chuckled, and Kida replied, "No, it wasn't the bladder...", watching for him to connect the dots as his eyes began to widen, and she nodded, "Yes, the baby's coming...", before wincing at a contraction that is now becoming painful, feeling in her instincts that she's a third of the way dilated, placing the basket of food down as she took a deep breath, slowly sitting down into resting on her knees on the blanket-mattress.
Milo began to worry. "Well, come on! Let's get you back in the boat and hurry back to Nola!", he said as he got up and was starting to grab things before Kida grabbed his wrists and squeezed a bit.
Kida looked at him, "Milo James Thatch, listen to me. Nola knows that this is happening, and this is the right place to give birth...I want you here with me, and I know this sounds weird, but I'm following my instincts, for Mother did this with Father alone when she was giving birth to me and Sia in their own sacred place where they had conceived us...Please, Milo, I strangely know that my instincts are really firm in telling me that I have to give birth to our baby where we conceived them, which is here. I believe it's an inherent royal gene of the sort.", before taking a deep breath at another contraction.
Milo looked at her in shock and looked between her and the rowboat, and then exhaled, "If Nola knew this is happening, does that mean you've been in labor all day?", and Kida replied, "Not exactly all day, but yes...And before you ask, it's Atlantean childbirth pain, not surface childbirth pain...Definitely less painful than what Sia had described about being in labor with Korbyn, as she was in surface childbirth pain. Would you please be there for me, Milo? No panicking?".
Milo took a deep breath, "Alright, if you feel confident that this will all be fine without having to get Nola as an extra hand... then we'll stay... but you tell me the moment something seems wrong and we're getting on the rowboat, got it?"
Kida replied, "Actually, one of our fireworks is red, and will be a signal if something goes wrong, and Nola will get on a Ketak, to get to us.", and Milo blinked, "Okay, that is better anyway...", before moving closer, to sit in front of her, kissing her on the lips.
"I'm here, Kida...", Milo whispered, and Kida smiled in relief, "Thank you, Milo...I love you too...", before taking another deep breath, exhaling sharply at another contraction, holding his hands.
"So, your instincts, they tell you when you're ready?", Milo asked softly, distracting her, and Kida nodded, "Yes...That's why I got up to walk and why I was somewhat urgent on the inside when we were walking through the city, getting to the rowboat and all...".
Milo gave a warm little smile, "That explains quite a bit of why you were excited to be here, saying that watching the fireworks with me for the first time when you were actually hiding the fact that you were excited to surprise me...Well, I'm very surprised...And the baby is fully developed for this...I guess they weren't patient to wait another two months, huh?", with a teasing smile.
Kida smiled sheepishly, "I guess they got my flair of being impatient...", and Milo chuckled, "Looks like it, but I love you and this baby for it...Wouldn't be you without it...", kissing her on the cheek as he caressed her knuckles, with Kida blushing softly yet so happy and relieved to have her husband with her.
45 minutes passed as Kida was given food and water, with the contractions increasing in frequency and another level of pain, but not excoriating pain, thankfully, before Kida gasped in pain, feeling her hips pressed hard with something dropping slowly, and Milo replied, "Kida?".
Kida listened to her instincts and knew that she is fully dilated, looking at Milo, "It's time to push...", with a small smile before taking a deep breath, wrapping her arms around Milo's shoulders as he held her, caressing her hair, whispering, "You can do this, Kida...I'm right here...", as she grunted, pushing down, moaning loudly in pain.
Another hour passed before Kida listened to her instincts, and replied, "My knees are starting to hurt, and the baby's 3/4 down of the way, but not crowning yet...Can you help me rest back on my side and help hold one of my legs higher and out of the way?".
"Yeah, sure, give me a sec...", Milo moved himself so he could better position her as she said. It took a moment, but he was very gentle to make sure she didn't have any sudden moves.
Kida is now resting her head on the pillow, feeling better with the blankets cushioning her side, taking off the pressure of her knees, and as she felt that Milo is helping securely and gently, she then replied, "I'm going to push again. I know you don't have instincts like me, but trust your gut when they're fully crowning, okay?".
Milo replied, "I will, and the baby will be fine, with the blankets to be safe and soft, Kida...You got this, my love...", and Kida gave a small smile, "Thank you, my Milo...", before groaning at another contraction, and went to push, taking deep breaths as she grunted, moaning in pain, feeling like that laboring horse she saw in one of Milo's memories, with Thaddeus having taken him to a farm out of Washington on a trip.
She wrenched her hands into the pillow and blankets as she felt the baby getting closer and closer, feeling the contractions getting faster and more painful as she lightly cried out in pain, pushing as she felt her vagina widening, and Milo widened his eyes, "Oh, that's it! I see something coming! Yes, it's crowning headfirst!".
Kida gave a painful, small smile at his proclamation, and then labored, taking deep breaths as she grunted, pushing, moaning and crying out in pain as the head stretched her out.
"You're doing good, Kida!", Milo told her as he could tell that she was getting through it well. "More of the head is coming out, it's not going to be much longer now!".
Kida can sense his excitement and encouragement, and as she is taking deep breaths to do the next set of pushes, they heard the faint thunderous sounds and they looked up to see fireworks lighting up the sky, and Milo laughed, "Midnight! You got this, Kida! They want to see the fireworks and show that they are the first baby of the new year in Atlantis! Push!".
Kida pushed, grunted, moaning and huffing as the contractions intensified, as she can feel the head getting there to freedom, crying softly in pain as the stretching kept going, and Milo replied, "Oh, they got your hair, Kida!", as he used the damp sarong of his wife, thanks to one of the canteens to help the head and neck along into a proper position to breathe and all.
Kida teared up as she heard him before she pushed again. "Almost, Kida! Almost!", he told her as he could see the baby's head now mostly freed and now came trying to get the shoulders through.
Kida took deep breaths as she grunted, crying and moaning in pain as she pushed, feeling the shoulders coming through as they stretched her vagina out, with Milo replying, "Yes, Kida, you got one shoulder out, one more!", as she clenched her hands into the pillow and blankets, and grunted.
"That's the other one out! One more push!", Milo encouraged, and Kida took another deep breath, pushing as she moaned out in pain, and Milo saw the rest of the baby slide out as he helped it along, and strangely enough, for a single moment when there was no sound of the fireworks, or the sounds of the festival in the distance of the city, came a hearty, loud wail of life, for the baby is now into the big world, out from its safe, warm, and cramped place, squirming and shivering on the blankets-mattress.
"Is it...?", Kida asked as she took a few deep breaths as Milo chuckled. "It's a boy... we have a boy...", he sniffled as he was getting just as emotional as her at that moment.
"Tokivath... our little Toki...", Kida whispered. As if the Heart of Atlantis heard Milo, his crystal glowed, and a flair of glowing dust came to the small fireworks set, and with precision and care, set off the blue firework out to the sky above the island, a bit farther up so it wouldn't be too loud for the baby boy's safety.
Milo wrapped their son into one of the smaller blankets a bit as they watched the blue firework form a starburst around a crown, and as Kida turned and sat up gently, they heard the distant cheers and festival sounds coming again, she sobbed happily, "They're cheering for you, baby boy!", as she reached for him as Milo passed him into her arms.
"Oh, so you were really a rascal, Toki...", Kida teared up as Milo fluffed the other pillow into the first one as Kida sat-rested back, as Milo smiled, kissing her on the temple, tears in his eyes, "He's perfectly remarkable, Kida...", as indeed, his name fits him so well, for he has a small nest of pristine white hair, but remarkably, the curls aren't exactly snow-white, but rather platinum blonde, but pale enough to resemble snow, with a very dark tan tone in skin color, lighter than Kida's skin tone, but darker than Milo's skin tone, with a mirror set of both parents' eye colors, with one bright blue, and one warm brown, having a masculine elegant nose that was similar to Kida's nose, and Milo's dimples/smile.
Milo whispered, "Tokivath...Tokivath Andrew Thatch...", coming up with the middle name like it's instinct, smiling as he soaked into the first sights of his son as he cried, becoming quieter as he realized that he's safe in his mother's arms.