Dorian mouthed a 'thank you' to Yrene who winked at him, as Manon settled into the tub. Eyes closed and brow furrowed, and she leaned over the edge, holding out a hand out to him. He obliged as he came close, running phantom hands up and down her back that he couldn't personally reach.
A cry of pain burst from his wife as she released a breath she was holding. "It burns!" she screamed, holding tighter to Dorian.
He looked to Yrene who was watching his wife, leaning over the edge of the tube to get a look at what was going on.
"Well done, Manon," the healer crooned, "baby is starting to crown. Let's try little pushes. Not too big, okay?"
Dorian was unsure of how to help now, as his baby was coming into the world. He couldn't see the baby yet, the way that Manon was kneeling in the tub facing him.
Yrene, reached a hand down into the water as Manon pushed.
"Now breathe," Yrene commanded. All lightness in her voice gone as the healer performed the duties she had been trained to do. "Good, little push now."
Dorian was shocked when Manon obeyed. Doing exactly as the healer was telling her.
"You're about to hold her," Dorian whispered with tears in his eyes, as she panted through the pain of resisting the urge to push. If he raised up a little bit, he could now see the small head of his child over the swell of her rear.
"Last time," the healer said, "Push your baby out."
Manon roared through one last push before going limp in relief as their child was born. She pulled away from him as she lifted the small slippery baby up from between her legs.
"Good job," Yrene said as she began to rub the baby vigorously with a towel.
Manon looked up at him with tears in her eyes and Dorian kissed her soundly on the mouth. "Did you see?" she asked as she pulled away.
"See what?"
The witch lifted the towel and flipping the infant over, "We have a son."
Tears filled his eyes. Having a child with the woman he loved so dearly was so beautiful. Having a son, after marrying Manon, was something he had never expected.
"We only picked out girl names." He chuckled as Manon leaned back against the edge of the tub so that Dorian could get a better look and wrap his arms around them both. "What are we going to call him?"
"Dorian," Manon whispered.
"What?" he asked.
"No," his wife looked up at him, "We're going to call him Dorian."
Thanks for reading! Sorry the last two chapters were pretty short, but I felt like I needed to break them up for the sake of keeping POV switching consistent. Any likes or comments would greatly be appreciated! Let me know what you think and what TOG baby you want to see next!