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They just woke up

[cyankeiya]

Train birth

Content: fpreg, orgasmic birth

Words: 1.9K+

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An expecting couple had booked a train trip from where they lived to a destination across the country that they’ve been wanting to visit for awhile. The wife was almost a week overdue by the day they had to arrive at the train station, so she and her husband both knew the possibility of her giving birth on the train. Though they’d been looking forward to this trip for months, they wouldn’t be able to reschedule the trip for another year or two. 

The train ride would take three nights from coast-to-coast. The couple made sure to pack supplies just in case the baby were to come within that time frame. 

The couple had been able to enjoy much of the room and dining services that the train offered. They had conversations with the staff, in which the topic of them expecting their child soon came up. The staff had informed them that expecting couples had given birth in the sleeper cars before, and that the train offered medical assistance if they needed it. 

The couple thanked the staff for their hospitality and their offer and that they would let them know if they did need anything. Though they both knew in their minds they wanted to give birth unassisted. So that it could be a private, intimate experience for the two of them.

She started having contractions the second night during their train ride. They stayed inside their room while her husband tended to her labor, then her water broke as evening approached. 

The couple was sitting on bed, the laboring woman leaned her back against her husband while she rode out contractions which were coming in much closer with one another. She’d stripped herself of her sweater and long skirt and her panty, lifting her tank top above her big, pregnant belly. She sat on a towel laid out on the mattress. 

“Hooooohhhhhh…” She blew out a long breath. 

“Breathe, honey, you’re doing great.” He spoke softly and lovingly, pressing a kiss to his wife’s sweating forehead. She nodded and breathed deeply and slowly, she was getting closer and closer to being fully dilated and ready to push. Her husband kept an eye on her as she labored and shifted her body a little to try and ease some of the pressure accumulating in her pelvis. He stroked her enormous belly soothingly, whilst rubbing his other hand to her tender, swollen, leaking breasts. 

“Ahhh– Aaaahhhhh!!!” She screamed as another contraction hit her. Their room on the train was soundproof when the doors were closed shut so no one from the other cars would hear her while she labored, she’d be able to scream as much as she needed to. 

“That’s it, baby, breathe.” Her husband kissed her cheek. 

She took a deep breath in, rubbed her belly in gentle circles, and let out a shaky breath as the contraction passed over her. 

“Hoooohhhh…” The woman blew out a heavy breath. “It’s gonna be a long night, huh?”

“I’ll make sure this goes well for you.” Her husband kissed her cheek. She smiled back at him and rested her head against his shoulder as they looked out at the train car window. The darkening sky was a mix of blue and grey with a blanket of storm clouds, and heavy rain poured down and beat against the windows. There was a row of forest trees lining the distance from the railroad, with the view of the lake behind the trees appearing. The view from the window was dark and grey-blue, but it was beautiful and calming even while she labored intensely in the train car. 

She started having another rough contraction. She groaned out and clutched her tightening belly in response. “I-I have to pushhhhh…” She whimpered in pain, alerting her husband. 

He pressed another kiss to her forehead, holding their right hand under his head while he had him hold his left hand. “Push when you can, honey.” He instructed.

She spread her legs further apart on the bed, groaning out as she gave a good, initial push. Her husband watched her, he could see she was starting to gasp for air again through the contractions and after each push. He gently reminded her to breathe, and whispered to her words of praise and encouragement. She breathed slowly and deeply and continued to push, her huffing melting into soft whimpers. 

“Hnnnnggghhhhh!!!” She grunted, throwing her head back against her husband’s shoulders. “Nnnnghhh.. aaaaaahhhh!!!” 

“Good job, honey keep going.” He said. “Breathe, pant it out.”

The woman panted accordingly, continuing to take slow deep breaths. She had another contraction which signaled her to push, she leaned forward through the force then laid her head back against her husband’s shoulders. “Ohhhh god…!” She exclaimed, squeezing her husband’s hand tightly. “OOOOOHHHHH IT’S COMING!!!” Her husband held his hand to her belly, rubbing wide, gentle circles along the taut skin. From his position on the bed, he looked past her belly and could see that the baby’s head was bulging. Although she was in pain, she was at least relieved that she was making progress.

“Good job, honey, you’re doing so well.” Her husband encouraged.

“Hahhhhh...” His wife groaned. She was exhausted, and the strained, searing pain that was accumulating between her legs wasn’t helping her try and push through it. “Ohhhhh it hurts! I can't push! Help me.” 

“I’m here, it’s okay,” He spoke soothingly to his laboring wife struggling and gasping for air again. “Nice deep breaths, honey.”

She paused on pushing and slowly blew out his breaths, trying to regain focus on her husband. He brushed her sweaty locks from her face with his fingers. The man couldn’t deny to himself that the sight of his gorgeous, birthing wife was just too much for him. His soft, gentle voice and soothing touches comforted her. 

She took that moment to lay into the pillows and catch her breath again. “Darling, I need you to touch me.” She panted desperately. She could feel another contraction coming on, but the sharp pains were still making her resist pushing. “Please, it hurts.”

“Okay,” He took three fingers and gently stroked the area near her sore opening before shifting his fingers up against her aching cunt. “How’s that, baby?”

“Ahhh…yes, so good…!” She whined. “More, please more…” 

“You’re so, so gorgeous, honey.” He said, kissing his wife’s cheek as he slowly worked his fingers faster against her cunt, his other free hand massaging her full, leaking breasts. His eyes looked at his wife so lovingly and full of want, he trailed his kisses down from his cheek to his neck as he continued to pleasure her. More loud moans escaped the woman’s lips as her husband rubbed his fingers against her sore cunt.

“More, faster, please.” She whined in pleasure. “Make me come, baby, make me…ah~!” She moaned out. 

He worked his hand at a harder, faster pace against her pussy. “Good job,” He said. “Breathe.” She panted out and slightly jerked her hips against the strokes of her husband’s fingers. The pain she was already in was now heavily mixed with the immense pleasure from her husband’s touch.  

“I’m gonna, I’m gonna come…!” She whined out.

“Yes, come for me, honey.”

She let out a loud moan as she came all over her husband’s hand. She panted and breathed heavily coming down from her orgasm, mind still hazed from the immense pleasure she’d just experienced. 

“Beautiful,” He said, kissing her cheek. He turned his head so they could kiss each other on the lips. 

Fully satisfied and a little more relaxed, she pushed again on the next contraction. This time, it wasn’t so painful, and he’d been able to push with more ease. “That feels, that feels good.” He laughed breathlessly. 

“That’s amazing, you’re doing incredible,” He smiled, pressing another kiss to her sweating forehead. “Keep pushing for me, honey, push, pushhh.”

She sucked in another deep breath, her back arching as she groaned through another push. Her husband continued to kiss and encourage her throughout. She shifted her hips on the bed and spread her legs wider, feeling the lips of her opening spread apart as the baby crowned. 

“Hnnnghhhh…!!! Ohhhh !!!” She whined.

“Amazing job, honey, keep going.” He told her. 

Minutes passed which seemed to stretch for ages as she pushed on her husband’s instruction. She was closer to being done pushing, the baby was more than halfway out. The woman was so exhausted, the pressure and pain intense as her belly contracted, and her husband continued to assist and support her. She absolutely adored the attention and care her husband was giving her, but she was so tired and desperate for this to be over. She definitely didn’t want to spend the whole night on the train giving birth. She wanted her baby out now.

As she felt the uncontrollable urge to push, she exerted a strong force and started to feel the strain in her opening again as her body worked to push the baby out through the strong contractions. She looked up at her husband. “Ooh, it hurts.” She groaned out, mind delirious with pain. “Darling, please, I need you.”

“I’m here, it’s okay.” He assured. He worked his fingers again against her cunt and stroked it quickly. He shifted his other free hand up her tank top and rubbed her sore breasts leaking milk. His touches felt so good, his wife moaned out, begging and pleading for more. Throughout, he kissed his wife whilst massaging her belly, guiding her, telling her how much he loved her and how incredible she was. She moaned out and pushed when another contraction ramped up. The straining pain subsided again, and these next pushes came with more ease. More minutes passed, with her husband helping her adjust her position as she needed with what she hoped to be the last few pushes. 

“Are you still with me, honey?” Her husband asked, seeing his wife looked so exhausted. 

“Mhm.” She nodded. 

“Are you alright? Can you push?” He asked, not trying to rush her.

“Mhm, yeah.” She responded tiredly. She resumed pushing. She let out a heavy huff of breath, which melted into soft whimpering. 

“That’s good, you’re doing so good. Just push when you can.” He whispered, kissing his wife’s head through her sweat-dampened hair. He held his hand out between her legs to hold the baby’s head as she worked to push the shoulders entirely out. 

“Ohhhhh my goddddd…” She panted in overwhelm, tears streaming from her eyes. 

“You did it, you did it, baby, you got the shoulders out.” He smiled, rubbing her belly. “Just keep breathing and pushing.” 

“I’m pushing, I’m pushing!!” She whined, and anticipated the next contraction before pushing again. A few more pushes, she was making good progress. “Ohhhh, darling, it’s coming out fast!! ” She huffed. 

He reached down to cup the baby’s head. “I have the head, okay? Just breathe through it, you’re almost there. You can do this.”  

He kept his hand carefully holding underneath the baby’s head while she threw her head back, sucked in a large breath. “AHHHH!!! Ohhhh my god it’s coming!!!” She let out a loud scream as long as she gave a last big push until she felt the baby had completely emerged out of her body and into her husband’s hands.

He gave her the crying baby to hold to his wife’s leaking chest and kissed her sweaty forehead. The woman sobbed out because it was finally over. Her husband told her how incredible she was and how proud he was of her. The late night approached, and they looked at the view outside as the train continued to run along the path towards their destination.

It was going to be a long trip, with a long road back home. 

[cyankeiya]

It’s snowing out and you’re stranded in the house, a week overdue. They closed the nearest streets so of course you can’t get to the hospital.

You don’t think anything of it and you’re enjoying a night with your partner, an overly large sweater over your bump, making you look innocent ~ maybe some harmless foreplay that leads to rough sex.

He loves the way you look, your hanging belly, the stretch marks that make you look *more* like a woman because you’re bringing life in. And you start to get contractions, the intensity gets overbearing through the night, but he’s sleeping.

So you waddle downstairs and kneel on the couch, screaming into the pillow as you crown and birth your baby.

[cyankeiya]

Preg! Gojo + SGST wip

Made the first one my new header image for the main. The second one under the cut is part of a short 3-panel thing I'm working on

[cyankeiya]

Couple sketches of Geto going into labor

[cyankeiya]

preg sukuna bc i can

(also to be 100% clear this is SUKUNA and SUKUNA ONLY from before he was sealed. ifykyk why im saying this.)

[cyankeiya]

Can you draw preg sugu?

Yes for sure,

No text:

I had this one in mind for a bit, I absolutely love drawing preg Suguru in comfy clothing

[cyankeiya]

"Oh my god, oh my goddd, it's COMING!" "Oh, wow, it really is coming, you aren't kidding. I can see part of the head-" "MMMMMFUCK. Oh fuck, it's coming out, it's coming out, I- I-" "Okay, okay, breathe, let's get you onto the bed, yeah?" "Yeah, get me in the bed I wanna push there, I- OOOOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!" Caleb doubles over, and Aiden springs into action. "It's coming really fast, I'm gonna carry you there babe." "Hurry, please, it's really, fuck, it's really coming fast, it's coming, I feel it, it burns so bad." Aiden scoops him up, and begins heading toward the bedroom. "Don't push for a minute, okay? We are almost there." "N-no, I can't hold it!! I have to puuuuushhhhhh!" Caleb strains. He places his hand over his full crown, willing it to stay in a moment longer. Aiden picks up the pace. "Oh my god I'm PUUSHINGGGGG!"

[cyankeiya]

soft for pairings where one is helping the other through labor, reminding them they have to pant and holding their breath makes the pain worse. Letting them lean against them and breathe out their baby, letting them take all the time they need and not rush them just gentle encouragements and touches when needed.

when the baby begins to crown and they begin to whimper and whine their partner trails kisses down their neck and shoulder to help sooth them, let them know its all okay and to make any noise they want. The baby will come in due time

[cyankeiya]

Followed you! absolutely love your works! anyway, can i request an orgasmic erotic mpreg anal birth? thank you!

Thank you so much for your kind message and support! I’m glad to know there are people who love and enjoy reading my work. Thank you as well for requesting!

Tags: Mpreg, anal birth, unassisted birth, birthing alone, orgasmic birth, male lactation

Word(s): 970

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His water had broken just minutes ago in the late afternoon. He'd arrived at his due date, and had been having contractions since yesterday and labored all morning today. He was now sitting on his bed, his head leaned back into the stacked pillows supporting his aching back while he rode out contractions which were coming in much closer with one another. 

Breathe, just breathe, he told himself as he took slow, deep breaths, he was getting closer and closer to being fully dilated and ready to push. He shifted his hips a little on the mattress to try and ease some of the pressure accumulating in his pelvic area. He stroked his enormous pregnant belly soothingly, whilst massaging his other hand to his sore chest which was leaking out milk. He’d stripped himself of his sweaty shirt and soaked pants and tossed them on the floor by the spot where his broken water formed a stain on the carpet. He was completely naked, with a towel laid out underneath him on the mattress. 

Suddenly, he started having another rough contraction, he groaned out and clutched his belly in response. His contractions were coming in less than a minute apart now. He smoothed his palm over his taut belly and smiled to himself as he felt the baby moving around inside him, so eager to be born. The contractions and intense pressure in his belly constantly reminded the man that he had to start pushing. 

Without hesitation, he spread his legs further apart, groaning out as he gave a strong initial push. He started to gasp for air between the contractions and after each push, before returning to taking deep breaths. He continued to breathe and push repeatedly, and he could feel his ass cheeks spread apart as his baby crowned. 

“Oh god, okay.” He panted accordingly, continuing to take slow deep breaths. He had another contraction which signaled him to push, he leaned forward through the force then laid his head back against the pillows. “OOOOHHHHHH…!!!” He exclaimed, gripping tightly at the sheets beneath him. He held one hand to his heavy belly, rubbing wide, gentle circles on the bare skin of his stomach. From his position on the bed, he looked over past his belly and could see that he’d fully pushed out the baby’s head. As exhausted as he already was, he was glad to know he was making progress.

When he had another contraction, he dug his feet into the mattress as he pushed again. “Hahhhhh...” He groaned with the exertion of force. He was exhausted, and the strained, searing pain that was accumulating between his legs wasn’t helping him try and push through it. 

He paused on pushing and took the moment to lay into the pillows and catch his breath again. He desperately needed things to move along, so he decided to try the technique of pleasuring himself to help him relax and give birth easier. So he took three fingers and gently stroked the area underneath the base of his cock, before working his fingers faster then wrapping them around his entire length. 

Loud moans escaped the man’s lips as he continued to work his hand at a harder, faster pace against his jolting cock. He rubbed his chest with the other hand, teasing his own sore, leaky nipples. He whined and panted, slightly bucking his hips against his own strokes. The immense pleasure he was giving himself mixed with the pain he was already in, sending his mind into a frenzy. 

He let out a loud moan in the quiet of his bedroom as his cock spurted cum all over his hand. He panted and breathed heavily coming down from his orgasm, mind still delirious from the mix of pain and self-pleasure. A little more relaxed, he took a deep breath and pushed again on the next contraction. This time, it wasn’t so painful, and he’d been able to get the baby’s shoulders out with more ease. 

Minutes passed which seemed to stretch for ages as he continued to push. “Ohhhh my god…..hoooohhhhhh…” He groaned through another exertion of force. He was closer to being done pushing, the baby was more than halfway out. The man was so exhausted, the pressure and pain intense as his belly tightened.

He started to feel the strain in his opening return as his body worked to push his baby out through the strong contractions. He had to make himself orgasm again, so he reached his hand back down to his cock and stroked the base gently. With his free hand, he continued to rub his aching chest which was freely dripping with milk whilst he wrapped his other hand around his cock, jerking himself off in slow strokes before quickly picking the pace back up. When he reached climax, he moaned out and came again, and pushed when another contraction ramped up. The straining pain subsided once again, and pushing came with more ease. More minutes passed, and the man adjusted his position as he needed with what he’d hoped to be the last few pushes. He was a panting, sweaty mess, he was so tired and desperate for this to be over. 

He looked down underneath him and saw that his baby was almost completely out. He tossed his head back into the pillows and looked up at the ceiling, sucked in a large breath, and let out a loud scream as he gave one last big push until his baby slid out of his body and onto the towel. Once he was able to catch his breath, he scooped up his crying baby to hold to his bare chest. The man sunk his back into the pillows, catching his breath and sobbing out of joy and relief that it was all over. 

[cyankeiya]

Imagine: Birth at night

Word(s): 2.1K+

Tags: 18+ only!! snowstorm weather, pregnant sex, sex-induced labor, explicit birth material, unassisted birth, breastfeeding

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The weather outside is terrible in the middle of January, a heavy snowstorm which made it impossible to drive anywhere. Your husband doesn’t complain, in fact he fucking loves it when he gets to spend a whole day at the house with you, his pregnant spouse. 

It’s early evening, it’s getting dark out. The snow is still falling heavily outside. You and your husband are making out on the couch in the warmth of your home, being all sweet and affectionate and telling the other how much you love one another.

“Babe, please,” You pant between kisses, “Please fuck me.”

“Okay," He says. You quickly strip each other of your clothes and lay back down on the couch. He usually has you laying on your side when you have sex, making sure your back isn’t flat on the bed while you’re still so pregnant.

“Are you comfortable?” He asks. “Are you cold at all?” 

“I’m good, I feel really good.” You nod. You turns to face your husband, cupping his face. His gentle, loving gaze, full of want and love and lust, makes you horny. “Please, babe, get inside me.”

He lifts your thigh, panting hot breaths in your ear as he pumps his cock slowly in and out of you, “Ahh~!” You whine out and you buck your hips back against his front.

“Is this good for you, baby?” He asks.

“Yes, it feels good,” You nod breathlessly, filled with so much need for him. “Harder, babe, harder, please.”

“You’re so gorgeous,” He huffs. His hand lifts your thigh further up so he can thrust himself in a little faster as you want it. Soft moans escape your lips with each slow, gentle thrust of his hips.

You and your husband’s whimpers and moans fill the room. You plead and beg for your husband to fuck you harder, faster. Your cries for him just makes him so horny, and so he gives you what you want, thrusting his cock in as hard and fast as you beg for it, but careful enough that it doesn’t hurt you while you’re still so pregnant. And you feel so good and so comfortable, as you reach closer and closer to climax.

“Ohhhh, I’m gonna come…” You moan.

“I know, baby, me too.” He huffs. “Fuck, I’m gonna come inside you.” 

“Please, ahhhhh~!” You whine out as you come, with your husband groaning in your ear as he’s coming inside of you. You’re so sure that the spurt of his cock is going to impregnate you a second time. 

You both pant heavily, trying to catch your breaths. You struggle to turn your heavily pregnant form around to face your husband, so he reaches his arm out to gently guide you. You’re facing each other now, his hand brushing your hair from your eyes.

“How was that, baby? How are you?” He asks. 

“I’m okay.” You assure. “I’m great. But, fuck, that's gonna put me in labor."

“If your water breaks, I’ll help you out, I promise.” He says. The streets outside are closed, so it wouldn’t be possible to drive to the local hospital. He smiles and cups your face. “I love you.” He speaks softly, kissing your lips. “Love you, honey. Love you so much.” 

“I love you too,” You whisper back. 

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You started having contractions a couple hours before you were getting ready for bed. You told your husband, who asked if you were possibly going into labor. You said that since your contractions were still far apart at the time, you’d initially thought that you’d get to sleep through it, maybe you'll end up having to possibly give birth sometime tomorrow later in the day. 

No, they’re coming closer with one another. Almost the middle of the night, and it’s no doubt you're in labor. You lean back against the pillows, panting out the contractions as they pass over you. Still up, you look out the window through the blinds which aren’t fully shut. The sky is a dark grey-purple, the air is quiet as the snow continues to fall heavily outside and cover the ground in a thick white blanket.

You then look at your husband, who is asleep next to you. You don’t want to wake him up, but you know you should. Because 1) this is his baby you’re having, and 2) He promised he'd help you with this

Suddenly there’s an immense amount of pressure in your pelvis. You’re hit with a hard contraction, you clutch your belly and yell out in the dark of your bedroom. You feel that fluid has gushed out between your legs and soaked your shorts. He wakes up to the sound of you yelling, sleepily reaching for the nightstand lamp switch to turn it on.

He calls your name out worriedly, sitting himself up and placing his hands on your arm and back. “Honey, what’s wrong, everything okay?” 

“I-I’m in labor, my water broke.” You huff. Visible beads of sweat drip from your forehead. Your husband’s eyes look down between your legs, to see that your water has broken and your shorts are now soaked. Your belly is contracting, and your face is scrunched and visibly in pain. 

He’s fully woken up now, immediately moving himself in front of you. You’re huffing and kneeling on the bed, hunched over towards your husband, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and the back of his neck.

“Ooh…!” You groan as the contraction passes through him. You grab your heavy belly from underneath, his head lowered against his strong chest. 

“Breathe,” He reminds him, affirming his grasp on your arms. “You got this, honey. Just breathe.” His voice is so gentle but firm. 

You shut your eyes and take slow, deep breaths as your body rolls with each contraction. Your husband whispers sweet, soothing, encouraging words into your ears while you labor. Your contractions are coming closer together, they’re getting intense, it causes you to scream out. You two live in a home where you don’t have neighbors, so you don’t have to worry about being heard from the outside screaming through the labor. Your screaming melts into a soft sob, you’re overwhelmed and anxious because this is happening so fast. 

“Shh, it’s okay, I’m right here.” Your husband presses soft kisses to your head through your messy, sweat-dampened hair and gives your large, gravid belly a gentle rub. You rest your head on his shoulders, trying his best to let yourself relax. He guides you as you pant and shift your hips through each contraction. “I’m gonna get you a towel and some supplies.” He says. Quickly for a moment, he rushes to the bathroom and grabs a towel to place underneath you, as well as a basin of supplies. He returns to you, laying the towel out underneath him and holding you steady as you strip yourself of your soaked shorts. 

Your husband reminds you to breathe as your contractions become closer together and he dilates. Your labor is progressing fast, you can feel the baby’s head engaged in your birth canal. And with your water broken, the pressure’s intense and it hurts…bad. 

“I can’t, I can’t…” You whimper in pain. 

“Yes you can, baby,” Your husband speaks softly. “You have me, it’s just you and me. You’re safe.” He runs his hand through your hair. “Does anything feel wrong at all?” 

“No, just really hurtsss…!” You wince as you have another rough contraction, causing you to clutch your belly. “You did this to me…” You whimper.

He rubs your belly as you pant out the contraction. He kisses your forehead, reassuring he’s got you and that he will help you like he promised he would. “I’m sorry I did this to you. Let me take care of you, baby, make sure everything goes well.” 

You nod and start to weep a little. Not just because you’re in pain, but also because your husband is so sweet and gentle and comforting, you feel incredibly safe and loved, in the months you've lived together in the peace you’ve created for yourselves and your baby to be born.

It’s so dark and snowy outside but you two are inside in your warm bedroom which is dimly lit with a lamp. You continue to labor, you’re almost there, fully dilated. Your husband helps you sip some water by the straw from the glass. Minutes pass and you’re exhausted, though your body is telling you that you need to start pushing. 

“Honey, I have to pushhhh...” You grunt. 

Your husband checks you, you’re fully dilated and ready. When he tells you to push on the next contraction, you squat and dig the balls of your feet into the mattress, sucking in a deep breath, and making the first push. You let out a soft whimper of pain as the contraction passes and you stop pushing. 

“Good job,” Your husband says, rubbing your belly. You’re trying to catch your breath. The pressure’s building inside of you. You squat further, heaving with your hand resting on your big belly, pushing on the next contraction. 

“Hrrrggghhhhh!!!” You grunt. “Ahhhhh…” 

“Push, honey,” He instructs. “Breathe the baby down.” 

You sink your knees into the mattress and shift your aching hips. You suck in a deep breath and blow out through a hard push. “Oooohhhh…I’m pushing, it hurtsssss!!!” 

“I know, I know,” He nods. “You’re doing great, baby.”

The air is so quiet when it snows outside. The silence of the bedroom is filled with your screams as you push on the bed. Your husband doesn’t mind your screaming, he just stays calm and tends to you, his birthing spouse. 

You have another contraction, and he spreads his legs further apart to make room for the emerging baby’s head. Sucking in another deep breath, you yell as you fully push the baby’s head out. 

“Good job, honey.” Your husband says, wiping sweat from your forehead with the washcloth. 

“This baby’s big–” You wince. 

He rubs your back and presses a kiss to your forehead. You take a little more time to rest in between contractions, continuing to breathe and push on his instruction. He’s pushing the shoulders out now. You cling tighter to him, letting him know you need him.

“Ohhhh it hurts!” You groan in pain. Your eyes are shut, you feel your body strain a little to get the baby’s shoulders out. “I can’t, babe, I can’t do this.” You shake your head, sobbing. 

“I know it’s hard, babe, but you got this. Don’t force it.” He smooths a hand along the side of your belly soothingly. 

“I’m pushing, I’m pushing…oooohhhhh…” You groan, dropping your head and groaning loudly as you let gravity help you get the baby’s shoulders out. You can feel your body shudder, you have the strong urge to push. You shift your hips a little and groan, exerting and releasing a hard pushing force downwards. 

Your breath hicks when your husband manages to push the baby’s shoulders fully out. You rest your head on his shoulder, panting and sobbing softly because the hardest part was over.

“Breathe, breathe.” He rubs your back with one hand and soothingly rubs his other hand on your belly. “You’re amazing.” He continues to whisper to you words of praise and encouragement, telling you how incredible you are and how much he loves you. As your husband guides you, you resume pushing on your body’s urges. Breathe and push, you remind yourself. The baby’s almost out. 

“Hooooohhhh, it’s coming…it’s coming out fast!” You exclaim, gripping at your husband’s shirt.

“Keep going, babe, you’re almost there. Just a little more.” He holds his hands underneath your legs, cupping the emerging baby’s head. You hold your husband tightly and scream loudly as you give one big, final push, the baby slides completely out of your body and into hia hands. 

“Honey, you did it, it’s over.” He holds the crying baby up so you can see. Your eyes are shut, you’re panting and catching your breath, then you open your eyes to see your baby right in front of you. Your baby's healthy and has a strong set of lungs. 

“There you are, finally.” You sob. Your husband places the baby in your arms. 

“You did so incredible.” Your husband sighs with tears in his eyes, fiercely kissing your face. 

He helps you with pushing out the afterbirth, then helps you and the baby get cleaned up, and cleans up/discards the bloodied towels and sheets from the bed. You wrap your baby in fresh cloth before breastfeeding. You sit up against stacked pillows, with your husband lying beside you with a hand on your shoulder. You both awe at their baby who is feeding on your nipple, then look at each other, and smile.

It’s still so dark out, and the snow’s still falling heavily outside. But inside your home, in your room, it’s warm and softly dim-lit, your new family is altogether in this moment, everything is sound and peaceful. 

[cyankeiya]

An Urgent Arrival

Pairing: Iwaizumi Hajime x Oikawa Tooru 

Fandom: Haikyuu!!

Words: 1.5K+

Cw: Labor, explicit birth material, car birth, unassisted birth

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Hajime Iwaizumi and Tooru Oikawa didn’t really plan to have a baby as soon as they got married at 24. But one thing led to another during an intimate night at their honeymoon, resulting in Tooru’s pregnancy. As anxious as they were, nevertheless, they were excited for their baby’s arrival.

Tooru went into labor in the afternoon a couple days after his expected due date. Hajime had helped him ride out contractions while they were still at home, until Tooru’s water broke and Hajime had to drive him to the hospital. 

They were now on the busy highway, the lanes were backed up. And Tooru was deep in labor, his contractions were coming in faster, now less than a minute apart. He was sweating and panting in the backseat, shifting his body to find a position that was at least a little more comfortable. But it was no use, pressure was mounting in his pelvis, it was unbearable. 

Tooru let out a loud groan as he had another rough contraction. “Hajime, pull over,” Tooru said through clenched teeth. “The baby’s coming…”    

“What – Tooru, the hospital’s 15 minutes away…do you need to push now?” Hajime asked in a panic. He looked at his husband from the mirror reflecting the backseat, seeing that he was clutching his heavy, contracting belly. 

“Yes, I can’t make it…ohhhhh…!!!” Tooru exclaimed through another painful contraction. “Pull over, I need to pushhhh…!!!” 

“On it,” Hajime exited the lane off the highway and quickly drove them over to the nearby parking lot past the side of the highway. As soon as he parked the car, he turned his head back, eyes directed to his husband in the backseat. Tooru’s eyes were shut in pain, he was heaving and hunched over.

“Okay, baby, I’m coming.” Hajime unbuckled his seatbelt and rushed to the backseat. Hajime lifted Tooru’s sweatshirt up above his swollen belly, which had significantly dropped and felt so heavy for Tooru. 

Hajime placed his hands on his husband’s stomach, feeling the baby’s movements and making sure the head was positioned towards the birth canal. 

“AHHHHHH!!! IT HURTS!!!” Tooru screamed at the top of his lungs, clutching his belly as he had another contraction. Sweat dripped down his forehead and matted his brown hair, tears welled up in his eyes. He was freaking out, and in so much pain, everything was so overwhelming. 

“Tooru…Tooru, breathe,” Hajime reminded him, placing his hands at the sides of his face, ruffling his fingers through his messy brown hair. 

Tooru’s frantic, heavy breathing slowed down into deep, steady breaths. He tried to regain his focus on his husband’s soft, gentle gaze. 

“Breathe, it’s okay, baby, I’m here,” Hajime assured, wiping a tear from his laboring husband’s cheek.  

A nod from Tooru. “Yeah, you’re here…” 

Hajime nodded. “Yes, I’m here.” He kissed Tooru’s forehead. “I love you, baby. We got this.” The couple pressed their foreheads together. Tooru’s breathing slowed, and had calmed down a little more now as the contraction passed.  He wrapped his arms around his husband, and Hajime embraced Tooru, rubbing his back. “It’s okay, baby. It’s gonna be okay.” 

Hajime moved the seats, then helped Tooru get his pants and underwear off. The laboring man’s body was still sweating, his shirt sticking to his skin. Tooru’s mind kept shifting between his focus on his husband and the sheer pain of the contractions overtaking his belly and pelvic area. He could feel his baby’s head being pushed into the birth canal, and Tooru knew he had to give birth soon.

“Hajime, please, I have to push.” Tooru whimpered, gripping at the sleeve of his husband’s jacket.

Hajime checked his dilation again. “Okay, everything’s good to go.” Hajime then gently pressed Tooru’s feet against the seats to keep him steady. “On the count of three, 1…2…3…push!” 

Tooru groaned loudly as he gave a first big push. He gripped at the driver’s seat and the head of the backseat to stabilize himself. Oh god, he’s giving birth. Hajime watched his birthing husband intently and continued to press his hands to his husband’s feet. 

“Good job, Tooru, you’re doing great.” Hajime encouraged. 

Tooru spread his legs further to make room for the baby’s head. He pushed again on another contraction, clenching his fists and screaming out as the baby’s head crowned. Tooru felt fucking ragged and out of breath. He knew that Hajime was there, supporting him, but Tooru’s mind was absolutely delirious with pain. 

“Alright, the baby’s head is almost out.” Hajime said. “Keep going.”

Tooru pressed a hand to his contracting belly. “AHHHHH!!!” Tooru yelled. He pressed his feet into the seat as he pushed again. “It’s comingggg!!! Fuck!!!” 

Time seemed to stretch to almost forever, as Tooru kept pushing on his husband’s instruction. The head emerged completely out of him. Tooru was so exhausted and achy, he took the time to rest and catch his breath.

“Amazing job, honey.” Hajime encouraged his husband, rubbing his hand to his back. “Okay, you gotta get the shoulders out next.” 

Tooru nodded anxiously. Sucking in a deep breath, he groaned out through another big push. He started to weep because he could feel his opening stretch painfully now that he was pushing the shoulders. 

“Hajime, I can’t, I can’t do this…” Tooru sobbed. “It hurts so bad…I’m scared.” 

“I know it’s scary, baby,” Hajime nodded, rubbing Tooru’s shin. “But I’ve got you.” 

Tooru nodded. He pushed again on his husband’s instruction. Pushing while he was laying along the backseat, no that wasn’t going to do anymore. “Hajime…”

“Yes?” 

“I think I need to push, like…I have to push on my knees.”

“I’ll help you up. Just hold onto me.” 

Hajime held his hand out so he could help pull Tooru upwards. Tooru wrapped his arms around Hajime, straddling his knee-bent legs on the seats. 

“Just try to relax and breathe…” Hajime said.

“I can’t fucking relax when I’m having to push!!”

“Okay, okay, just focus on breathing and pushing,” Hajime said. “Don’t force it.”

Tooru took a deep breath in as he pushed again. Hajime watched him intently. A searing pain cut through Tooru’s legs, and he screamed out because it was too painful for him to push. 

“Hajime, it hurts so bad…I-I think it’s stuck.” Tooru sobbed. 

“I’m gonna try to help get the baby’s shoulders out.” Hajime said. He looked up at his husband. “Tooru, do you trust me?” 

“Yes, Hajime, I trust you. More than anyone.” Tooru responded. 

Hajime reached underneath him, working his fingers in Tooru’s opening so he could assist in dislodging the baby’s shoulders. Tooru shut his eyes, anxious as his husband helped get the baby’s shoulders unstuck. 

“Are you okay?” Hajime whispered. 

Tooru nodded. “Yes, I’m okay.”

“Okay good, breathe, and start pushing when you have another contraction.” 

Time seemed to stretch for ages as Tooru continued to push in the backseat. Hajime whispered into his birthing husband's ear while holding his hands to his belly and kissing his cheek. Tooru let out an ear-piercing scream as he pushed down, hugging his husband tighter. The pain wasn’t as intense this time, it was more tolerable now. Tooru breathed and pushed as Hajime instructed him. The baby’s shoulders finally came out. 

“Hajime…” Tooru weeped. His body was sweating profusely and shuddering, completely overwhelmed. 

“I know, I know, I’m here.” Hajime hugged Tooru and rubbed his back. “You’re so amazing.” 

“Never again,” Tooru sobbed out. “Never getting knocked up by you again.”

“Let’s not worry about more babies, okay? Just focus on bringing this one into the world.” Hajime carefully held his hand underneath Tooru’s legs to cup the baby’s head. “Okay, Tooru, breathe and give a big push.”

Tooru yelled and firmly gripped the back of Hajime’s shirt as he gave a big push into Hajime’s hand. Tears stung Tooru’s eyes. His body trembled and he was drenched in sweat, he felt so worn out and completely exhausted, though he was met with the uncontrollable urge to keep pushing. He panted quick huffs of breath through the next few pushes, followed by a longer groan as he felt the baby quickly slip further out of his body. 

“Hajime!!! IT’S COMING!!!” Tooru screamed. 

“I’ve got 'em. Keep going. You’re almost there.” 

Tooru hugged his husband tighter, spreading his legs further apart for what he had hoped would be the last few big pushes. Tooru sucked in a deep breath and let out a loud scream as Hajime carefully guided the baby out of Tooru’s body into his waiting hands. Tooru’s eyes were shut and his body slumped against his husband’s shoulder, and he found himself sobbing uncontrollably because it was finally over.

“Tooru, it’s over, you did it, our baby is here,” Hajime gasped as he held their crying baby in his hands. “It’s a boy, we have a baby boy.”

Hajime helped Tooru off of his shoulder so he could see their baby, still wailing loudly. More tears streamed down Tooru’s face as his husband gave him the baby to hold in his arms. 

Hajime smiled at the sight of their baby, laughing tears of joy. Hajime looked up at Tooru and hugged him, kissed his sweaty face multiple times. “You’re incredible, Tooru.”

[cyankeiya]

Update!

I’m gonna try out a side blog to post more of my preg art stuff. I will still reblog/share art here, though at this time, I would like for my main page to be more focused/centered around my writings.

My new side art blog is @cyankeiya-arts! I have a few wips I'm going through atm which will be posted there.

- Cyan

[cyankeiya]

Some wips (I colored the second one in an earlier post but I wanted to share the lineart of it too)

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Just a SatoSugu thing...

I switched brushes for this one

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Leoric trying to catch some z's

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Behold: Teva

I did it. I gave Rafs BF a name 👌👌👌👌👌😩🫡💀

beloved partner to Raf and his shenanigans, and baby daddy to their kid(s)

ok goodnight yall