The room seemed to shrink around Sirius as the contractions came in relentless waves. Each one brought a deep, pressing sensation, and the urge to push became almost unbearable. His breathing was erratic, his face contorted with pain and desperation.
"Dad," Sirius whimpered, his voice trembling with distress. "Can you check again? The feeling to push is… it's too much. I can't stop my body from pushing… it's making me cry."
Orion's heart broke at the sight of his son's struggle. He moved swiftly to Sirius's side, his face a mask of concern and determination. "Not yet, Sirius," he said, his voice firm but gentle. "We need to make sure you're fully dilated before you start pushing. If you push too early, it could make things more difficult."
Sirius's body was already responding to the intense urge, his muscles contracting involuntarily. He clenched his teeth, trying to suppress the overwhelming sensation, but the pain and pressure made it nearly impossible. "It's so hard…" he gasped, his voice cracking as tears streamed down his face. "I can't hold it… it's too much…"
Orion began another examination, his touch careful and reassuring. He spoke softly, trying to calm Sirius amidst the agony. "Just breathe, Sirius," he instructed. "Focus on your breathing. I'll check how things are progressing."
As Orion worked, he kept a constant, soothing presence, his voice steady amidst the turmoil. "You're doing great," he said gently. "Just a little more patience, and we'll be ready."
Sirius's cries grew louder, his body writhing with the force of the contractions. Despite Orion's reassurances, the sensation to push was overwhelming. "Dad… please…" he begged, his voice breaking. "I need to push…"
Orion completed his check, his expression one of careful observation. "You're very close, Sirius," he said, his voice a mixture of relief and concern. "But we still need to wait just a little longer. I know it's hard, but pushing too early could cause complications."
Sirius's breaths came in quick, uneven bursts as he fought to control the instinct to push. The pain was relentless, and the feeling of being so close but still needing to wait was almost unbearable. He gripped Orion's hand tightly, his cries muffled by the effort to hold back.
"I'm here with you," Orion said softly, his voice a constant source of comfort. "We're almost there. Just keep breathing through it. You're doing an incredible job."
Sirius nodded weakly, his body trembling with exhaustion and pain. The intensity of the contractions and the urgent need to push continued to overwhelm him, but with Orion's support, he focused on managing the sensation as best as he could. He took deep breaths, trying to center himself as he waited for the moment when he could finally give in to the overwhelming urge.
Orion stayed by his side, his presence steady and reassuring as they navigated the final stages of labor together. The room, filled with Sirius's cries and Orion's soothing voice, held a sense of determination and love as they faced the challenge ahead.
The room was filled with the relentless sounds of Sirius's cries and the steady reassurance of Orion's voice. The pressure and pain were at their peak for Sirius, making it nearly impossible to stay calm. His body tensed with each contraction, and the urge to push became almost overwhelming.
"It hurts!" Sirius shouted, his voice raw with anguish. The pain was sharp and intense, a burning sensation that seemed to consume him. He gripped the bed tightly, his knuckles white, trying to endure the surge of pain.
As the contraction peaked, Sirius's body instinctively began to bear down, pushing with all his might despite his efforts to hold back. He cried out, his voice breaking as he gave in to the overwhelming urge. "I can't… I can't stop pushing!" he sobbed, tears streaming down his face. "It hurts so much…"
Orion's heart ached seeing his son's struggle. He moved quickly to Sirius's side, his face etched with concern. "Sirius, stop!" he urged gently, his voice firm yet filled with care. "I need to check you again, sweet boy. Not yet. Breathe for me, Sirius. We have to make sure you're ready."
Sirius's cries were muffled as he fought to control the relentless urge to push. His body continued to push involuntarily, each wave of pain making it harder to resist. "Dad… it's too hard…" he gasped, his voice trembling. "I can't hold it…"
Orion placed a steadying hand on Sirius's back, his touch firm yet gentle. "Just breathe," he soothed. "I know it's hard, but we need to check your progress before you push. I'm here with you."
He began another examination, his hands careful but practiced as he assessed Sirius's dilation. The room seemed to hold its breath, the tension palpable as Orion worked quickly but methodically. "You're very close, Sirius," he said softly, his voice a blend of reassurance and urgency. "But we need to be sure it's the right time before you push."
Sirius's body trembled with the effort to control the instinct to push. His breaths came in ragged bursts, his face flushed from the strain. "Dad… please…" he begged, his voice breaking with desperation. "I can't… it's too much…"
Orion finished his examination, his expression a mix of relief and determination. "You're almost there," he said gently. "Just a little longer. I promise, we're getting close."
Sirius took a deep breath, trying to focus on Orion's calming voice. The pain was still excruciating, but with his father's support, he managed to find a moment of calm. He focused on breathing through the contractions, steadying himself as he waited for the moment when he could finally give in to the overwhelming urge to push.
Orion remained by his side, his presence a steady source of comfort and strength. As they neared the final stages of labor, the room was filled with the quiet resolve of father and son, facing the challenges of the moment together.
