When your partner arrives home you're squatting in the luke warm bath, draped over the rim of the tub as you ride out the contractions that are steadily bringing baby down.
You'd been in here for hours - far longer than you'd intended, actually.
The only reason you got into the tub in the first place was to alleviate some of your late pregnancy aches and pains. You hadn't expected to go into full blown labor so quickly, but the baby has slipped low in your hips while you rested in the warm water and when you went to get out you found it nigh impossible.
"What's the matter, baby?" Your partner hums softly in your ear, rubbing a hand down your tense back as your eyes roll back to look at him over your shoulder.
You take a second to answer, your voice a bit rough after hours of its only use being low grunts and groans as you'd labored.
"It's - ooh, it's time." You groan out, rocking back into your partner's hands as the familiar tightening in your core begins.
There's a soft startle in your partner's grip when the words come out of your mouth, a tremor against your back, but you're too wrapped up in the sudden sinking feeling in your hips to think about much else besides how it shoves downward and fills the space between your thighs.
The tightening of your belly is fierce, drawing up hard and tight and earning a long, low groan of urgency from you for its efforts.
You need to push right now.
You part your thighs even further, spreading them wide and shoving your hips back closer to your partner's hands. One hand comes up to clutch onto the wash cloth bar and the other slips into the water and clutches at your thigh.
"Oohhhhh~!" You moan out, feeling yourself stretch and widen to accommodate the changes inside your body, "It's - it's coming, I can feel it stre-stretching me!"
Your partner's hands move down from your hips to your thighs, feeling blindly under you until he successfully finds your entrance.
"Oh!" He gasps in surprise as he cups your sex, feeling the heavy weight that barrelling through you pressing outward.
"What?" You grunt out in shock, too lost in the need to give birth to actually stop your body from pushing into his hands.
"You're - you're starting to bulge-" He says, his fingers feeling gently around the mass.
It burns a bit, a sharp spark of pain that causes you to whine at the intrusion, but suddenly the pressure doubles down as something insides you shifts and all you manage out is a shaky warning to your partner before you start pushing again.
"Ughhhhh fuck, babe~" You pant out, you back arching as the immense pressure grows too much, the sudden thought of feeling like a bottle about to be uncorked flitting into your mind, "I can't stop... can't stop pushhhiinnggg~"
And it's true, a sudden urgency filling you, screaming at you to strain deeply and get this baby out of you.
"Oh yeah, you're starting to open," Your partner says behind you, his fingers tracing the spreading skin of your hole, "Keep pushing baby, keep pushing."
It feels so big inside of you, the weight of it filling you to the brim and any second now you're just going to burst like a balloon.
And then, because the universe is funny like this sometimes, something does burst inside of you.
There's a brief second where the pressure dissipates, your hips dropping down at the release and your hole fluttering now that it's not being spread open.
That lasts only long enough for you to suck in a few lungfuls of air before the much bigger, much less flexible head of your baby drops down into place. You can't help the startled yelp that you let out, soaking your partner in bath water as you suddenly turn to face him.
Your hand shoots out and grabs ahold of his shoulder as you start to part around the head. He looks shocked as you squat facing him, your legs spread wide as you cling to him with one hand and cup your bulging entrance with the other.
The head wastes no time sliding through you, the mass you are cupping filling your palm almost completely as you grunt gutterally and bear down with a massive effort. It slips forward easily, spreading you into a year drop shape that has your thighs quaking in effort when you let up on your push.
You come down a bit dizzy, your head swimming from lack of oxygen and your opening stinging and burning from the stretch.
"Oh fuck-" You pant out, feeling your belly starting to tense with another contraction so quickly after the last one had let up, "Oh fuck, it's coming..."
Your head slams backward as you start pushing again, your belly drawing up tight against your frame as you start to spread even further around the coming head.
"Theresababyohfucki'mhavingababyyyyy-" You cry out desperately, your words cutting into a sharp groan as you feel yourself open into a wide, tight circle around the head.
You feel your partner's hands coming down to take over holding the head and immediately move yours to cling to his other shoulder, squaring your stance and dipping your hips low as you let out a long, low moan of urgency.
"Yeah there is, you're doing so good, love." He says as he runs his fingers over your stretched skin.
" 'm gonna... gonna crown on the next one..." You pant out, giving your partner enough time to prepare as you start to bear down and centimeter by centimeter your pushed open wider, until finally you reach the widest point. "It's gonna... ooooOOOHHHHHH~"
Your head shoots straight up when you feel yourself stretched into a perfect circle around the head, how the weight settles and how tight you've stretched and suddenly you're standing upright on shaky legs, pushing yourself desperately into your partner's hands to ease the pain.
"It's crowning!" You cry out, as if the man holding said crown between your thighs isn't aware of this. But you're far too preoccupied to be worried about the semantics of your words.
You bend your knees out awkwardly, standing wide legged and bent over your heavy middle. Your hands rest on your knees as you gasp for breath wetly, your body fighting to make sense of what it's feeling.
All too quickly the need to push comes back, and you find yourself dropping into a squat again as you feel the head start to slip through again.
"That's it, baby, that's it!" Your partner cheers over your primal noises, his hand keeping steady pressure against the crown to keep it from coming to quickly, "Push, push, push!"
"I am pushing~" You grit out, pressing your chin to your chest and bearing down, "Uhhhhh godddd~"
It's out to it's brow, the bridge of its nose, and you suck in a quick breath before doubling down on the tail end of the contraction and grunt and groan the nose out.
For a second then urge to push fades and the head hangs heavily from your hole, stuck halfway out as you whimper and shake as you adjust to the stretch.
It's not long before the urgency comes back though, your head falling back and your hands clinging to your partner's shoulders as you let out a long moan. Your body bears down without you needing to do anything, the head bulging forward once, twice, and then on the third shove down the entire head is out.
You didn't even realize you'd sunk down into a half squat, holding tight to your partner's shoulders as he holds the head in place while you catch your breath.
"Holy shit-" You pant out, bringing one hand down to feel the head that's now in the outside world, "Oh fuck, I pushed the head out."
"Yeah, yeah you did." Your partner says, sounding completely awestruck as he applies gentle counter pressure through the light contractions that are quaking through you.
You need a second to adjust, to let the contractions get stronger and the head to rotate before you push the shoulders out, so you spend a few minutes just stroking the baby's hair and touching gently at its nose and ears.
It's not too terribly long, though, before you feel the familiar tension of an oncoming contraction, and you puff out a few breaths before giving a quick push. The head starts to turn, a strange feeling that leaves you rocking your hips slightly to alleviate the pressure.
Once it's nudged firmly in place, you bear down for real and in exchange feel the heavy weight and solid form of the shoulders pushing against your hole from the inside.
They feel huge, unmanageable, and for a brief second you fear you'll be torn in two if you try to push them out.
Your body, however, doesn't get the message, and the next contraction you have is one of the most intense ones yet. Your hands go back to your partner's shoulders, using them as leverage to keep your heavy form upright as one shoulder begins to push through the tight ring of muscle.
"Fuck!" You grunt out through gritted teeth as you spread wider and wider, "I'm birthing the head!"
Your hips rock wildly, your body unable to keep still as it tries desperately to escape the feeling, all the while you're still pushing on the shoulder that's exiting your body.
Your partner tries to help by hooking a finger in beside the shoulder, tugging gently at the stretching skin to get the baby out faster.
Your entire body feels like it's narrowed down to this sensation, the feeling of a vacuum pulling it your insides and a very visceral reaction that you might just be sick from how hard your straining.
"Almost there baby," He calls over your painted noises, "Come on, big push."
The shoulder slips free suddenly, leaving the weight in your pelvis disproportionate and your hole stretched so wide you don't think it could stretch anymore that it already has.
You gasp and grunt, bringing yourself down as much as you can until you're on your knees in the tub, curled over your huge belly as you bear down for the last time.
It's a massive effort, your legs spread as wide apart as they'll go and your partner leaning over the tub as the second shoulder starts to come out.
""It's coming ouuUTTTT!" You cry out, moving your hands from his shoulders to his wrists as they hover between your legs ready to catch the baby, "It's coming out of me!"
And then, as your belly draws back so you can see the outline of the muscles under the skin and accompanied by a full on bucket full of fluid, your baby is born into your partner's hands.
You take in as much air as possible, your chest heaving for breath as you hold the baby to your chest and look up at your partner.
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