Orion Black was cuddling his husband, Abraxas, after a long day. He just needed his beloved husband to help him relax.
Abraxas was shifting against him, moaning in pain as he rubbed his back.
Orion looked at him. "You okay, love? Are you in pain?" he frowned.
Abraxas huffed. "Yes, and it's bothering me. Normally pain doesn't get to me, but this…" he grunted. "No, thanks."
Orion held his hand before blinking. "Abraxas, did you wet yourself?"
Abraxas gasped. "No, but that feeling… like water… Could I be pregnant?"
Orion frowned. "You didn't even show anything."
Abraxas groaned. "Well, this hurts, and my water broke. I'm seriously gonna push now," he grunted.
Orion snapped into action, the healer in him taking over. "Abraxas, push!"
Abraxas pushed with a yell. "Fuck, this hurts!"
Orion checked him. "I see a head. Keep pushing."
Abraxas cursed. "Fuck you, you push! This hurts!" He grunted, pushing again and screaming in agony.
Orion encouraged him. "So strong, no one can do this but you," he smiled.
Abraxas looked at him. "I feel something."
Orion looked. "The head is crowning. Push, honey, almost done now."
Abraxas pushed, feeling relief as a screaming baby emerged.
Orion cleaned him and the baby, handing their daughter to him, crying himself.
Abraxas took her. "Melon," he whispered.
Orion smiled.
