#premature labor

[tbag-hq]

Another angsty 141 pregnancy concept from me cause I’m an evil mastermind.

Imagine you’re engaged to one of the 141 boys, you’ve been together for a few years then BOMB Pregnant. You make it to about 3 months into pregnancy then wake up and all his stuff is gone, naively you assume he got deployed and just didn’t tell you which is odd but hey whatever.

You don’t get any calls from him for about a week which should’ve been red flag number two but it’s red flag number one, you decide to take the initiative to ring him up only to figure out you’ve been blocked. Now you start freaking out, you check everything you have him on and even have a friend check and yup you have just been 100% ghosted(dumped? Idk.)

Now you have to figure out how to handle a baby, rent, bills, food and extra stuff with no father for your kid.

Signed,

Lex Luther reincarnation.

[arisveah]

i was an premature induced baby, which means i was literally just absolutely catapulted into the waking world at an alarming speed and that sounds pretty fitting honestly. ma didnt even get labor pains i was outta there so fast.

[hes-striker]

The musical wicked is awesome!

Moxxie: I LOVE WICKED!!! *gesturing excitedly while ranting. He pauses suddenly, frowning as he feels something wet running down his leg. He glances down, going pale.*

Millie: *eyes widening in horror* Moxxie… sweetie, I think… your water just broke.

Blitzø: *taking a horrified step back* Oh, HELL no— You’re popping now?!

Striker: *smirking turns to shock* Ah, shit, are ya serious?

Loona: *groans, looking up from her phone with a deadpan expression* Ew! I did not sign up to deal with this! *grimaces, clearly uncomfortable*

Moxxie: *face paling as he clutches his stomach, pain intensifying* Oh… oh no… Millie—oh Satan!

[goblyne01]

good morning pls look at her

[violetgarlends]

And twins are almost alwaysss early 🤦🏼‍♀️🤦🏼‍♀️🤦🏼‍♀️

Isn’t there culturally a 100 days ceremony? Or is my American ass getting that solely from Jin Ling’s extremely dramatic one in The Untamed? Because then we’re exasperating the lies with doing one based on the fake birth date vs the real one too

Extreme clown behavior. 100 L’s rewarded

If it is twins 👀 there’s such a low chance of them not coming early. probably lower than in real life, because we all know how i like to treat Feng Xin.

There is a 100 day ceremony (at least, according to what im able to find). Mu Qing will definitely want to have an extremely elaborate one too.

Like, if they’re born early, they’ll probably be a little smaller than a full term single baby, but not born at 5-6 months small. No one would fall for it if they had the ceremony on the actual day

When the kids are old enough they should be let in on the scheme. bribe them with two birthdays a year. that should be enough

[pregnancy-wellness-hub]

POSTBIRTH CARE

Pregnancy and Childbirth: A Life-Changing Experience

Pregnancy and childbirth are profound journeys that transform life in the most beautiful ways. From the early stages the body begins to adapt, with noticeable changes often presenting as pregnancy symptoms in the first trimester. Many expectant mothers experience 1st month of pregnancy symptoms like fatigue, nausea, and heightened emotions, marking the beginning of this extraordinary phase.

As the journey progresses, it’s vital to prepare for the signs of labor and understand labor pain symptoms to ease the birthing process. For those considering alternatives, water birth can be a gentle and empowering choice. However, unexpected moments, such as premature birth, may bring challenges requiring extra attention and care.

Post birth care is equally crucial for recovery and bonding with the newborn. By embracing every moment, from the first month of pregnancy symptoms to childbirth and beyond, this journey celebrates the strength and resilience of motherhood.

[ryanthedemiboy]

Remember how Biden promised to erase student debt?

Remember how he signed an executive order to do just that, and had forms set up and everything, but the supreme court kept it from working?

And how he managed to get some cancelled, at least? For govt workers? An estimated seven million people, iirc?

[mpregkick]

Este fanfic esta en español, simplemente lo hice por que me gusta el kink, si gustan pueden leerlo

LEAN LOS TAGS

[dcstinieshq]

( michael trevino , 38 , cis man , he/him ) : ANNOUNCING !! ( lord rhyswick baratheon ) of ( house baratheon ) hailing from ( storm's end ). they are known to be ( knowledgeable , devoted ) but also, ( - selfish , cynical ) across the realm. there are faint whispers that they support ( house baratheon ) ( alongside ) their house.

Backstory: ( TW: death, violence, pre-mature labor & birth, pregnancy )  

Lord Rhyswick Baratheon, more oftenly called Rhys , was originally quite the golden boy but also with an eye for mischief and a penchant for going on wild and adventurous schemes & trips around westeros every once in a while, He was a super active kid & very athletic, loud and hearty, though he was also prone to a small bout of selfishness or irritated mood swings once in a blue moon since he was quite doted upon by most of the elderly relatives. Being an outspoken fellow, he could also raise a few enemies as he was quite bold / rash to speak and act during his younger teens and he could sometimes fall into the vice of boastfulness. However his flaws slowly mellowed down as he grew much older…or seemed to at least.

When he was 31, he finally settled down from his womanizing ways with a lady of his choosing and heart. He was completely besotted on his wife  and doted on her with blind faithfulness. Life seemed stretch out perfectly for Rhys as the happy union was so very quickly blessed with his wife’s womb quickening and he was also more than ready to to take his duties as spare very seriously.  

However, fate played a very cruel hand on Rhys several months into his marriage. He abruptly stumbled upon his wife having an affair with one of his closest friends, and worse still, it was then revealed that the two of them had actually been serious lovers for a couple of years now. To add the icing on the cake, when the math was done, it was very highly likely that it was his friend who had fathered the child she was carrying, not him .

Great, dark thundering rage overtook him, where shouts and then the verbal quarrel between the three of them, took to a very violently trashing fight between the two men. The horrible nightmare then peaked when his wife tried to physically stop them for a few seconds but that resulted in a fatal ending for her, as she ended up being accidentally injured and caused her to go in a slightly premature labor.

She died during an awful childbirth and though the baby girl survived, she was a bit small and very weak.

Overcome with guilt, grief, horror, anger and shame, Rhys then hurriedly decided to not speak ill of her for the sake of maintaining peace between his family & hers and because he had long sincerely cared for his in-laws too, he decided to spare them the knowledge of the whole affair & their daughter’s transgressions ( for she had been the no.1 pride of her family ) and lied about what actually took place prior to her untimely accident.

He then managed to forced his former-friend-now-turned-bitter-rival to run away & never return and was nearly about to not bother about a child that wasn’t biologically his. However, it just took one special moment alone carrying the fragile infant in his hands, was what tugged at his compassionate heartstrings and natural fatherly instincts to take over.

His daughter then became his greatest solace, strength and happiness for the next 7 years till present time now.

He distanced himself from almost everyone else, grew bitter, cold, cynical, harsh, pessimistic and very selfish. He didn’t care about anyone else except for his beloved daughter and possibly only a few more others. He even soured relations with his old father. All because of the inner guilt, shame and hurt that had grew immensely from that horrible day as he feels like had he not acted like a monster that day, he wouldn’t have accidentally killed someone’s life. Even if she had greatly wronged him.  ( So basically Rhys now is the filled with inner self-loathing, fear and disgust with himself and is punishing himself somewhat by behaving this way. In his mind, he is a monster doesn't deserve happiness nor love) and thus he did everything he could to alienate himself from most of his family members and relatives as well as a majority of his friends.

Before his father’s passing ( about 2 -3 years ago ), the old ruling Lord Baratheon, having lost every ounce of patience with his second son, shoehorned Rhys into remarrying again, by setting up a formal betrothal for him with another noble house’s daughter, which he personally chose. He primarily did this in the hopes of making Rhys find love again, renew bonds with the family and sire more children. Of course, Rhys DID NOT APPRECIATE THIS WHOLE SCHEME AT ALL, and tried his best to fight against it, eventually settling on making himself sparse as possible and delaying the marriage ceremony for as long as he possibly could in all sorts of means. 

After his father’s death and once the long grieving period was over, his mother vehemently and with the support of the rest of her children & clan, pushed and guilted Rhys to RESPECT HIS DECEASED FATHER. If not, they would all cut ties with him and throw him out of Storm's End. Though they honestly did not have to do much to pressure him any longer, for Rhys was already riddled by guilt at this time at not making peace with his father before the old man died, and subduedly acquiesced with the marriage. He was finally remarried in a quiet ceremony. His marriage is now almost a year old, but so far it has only been a marriage by name as he hasn’t really bothered much with bonding with his new wife, though they do have some minimal interactions. 

[skiagraphe0]

My half-brother is visually extremely similar to me, but is 6"6 (198 cm) while I'm 5"3 (160 cm). A lot of our teachers found it very visually disorienting.

Have you ever had your height commented on?

[fodlansbestmom]

Anonymous asked:

His eyes were wide with fear and bewilderment, as if the answer was obvious. "Her!" His eyes locked on Rhea, whose expression became unreadable. "She wants to kill me!" She and Seteth! The way they've been staring at him says it all. They're going to hurt him.

He gripped her hand tightly, as if letting go would mean his end. "Y-You promise? You'll stop them?" He knew he could trust her! She won't let them hurt him. He's safe with her.

A few of the chains break and give him the freedom to reach out and grab Sothis, pulling her tightly against him as though she were a stuffed animal. He refuses to let her go despite the protests of the others.

"You can't trust anyone except her. The others want to hurt you. They all do. Only she can be trusted."

( f-for now?? 👁️👄👁️)

“Her..?” Sothis followed his gaze and - Rhea. Oh. Both of her kids had similar looks on their faces. She spoke in Nabatean, and told them to leave. This was their fault both of them were currently here (her tone wasn’t harsh, she’s not angry at them) but more stated as a fact. She knows they’re only looking out for her. She can’t be mad at that. Not at them.

The two of them look at each other and after another solid minute of glaring, they reluctantly left the infirmary. Sothis let out a sigh, knowing they’ll be back soon enough.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she was brought in for a tight embrace. So gasped and gently pushed him, just so it wasn’t so tight. She’s being mindful of the baby. Which - at such closeness, she’s certain he can feel the kicking.

“Won’t let ‘em hurt you,” she whispered as she nuzzled him. If anything, he’ll hurt himself instead. Something she wanted to avoid. She can’t keep bringing him back like this..

[dearieshima]

NEED

✦ SUMMARY

╰┈➤ choso, your big-dick, virgin boyfriend, has finally had a taste of a orgasm by his real human girlfriend. Now, he needs more.

He grunted, his head lowered. "Yeah, yeah, I'm better than them. I'm better than all of them. I-"

✦ C.W

╰┈➤part 2 of WANT but you don't really need it to read this, switch!choso that becomes dom!choso, unprotected sex, loss of virginity (choso), nipping, jealousy, premature ejaculation, pussy eating, overstimulation, 3k+ words, missionary, riding

Choso's tongue delved between your folds, lapping hungrily at your dripping essence. He groaned against your heated flesh, the vibrations sending electric jolts through your core. His mouth sealed over your aching sex as he sucked and licked with wild abandon.

His fingers dug into the supple skin of your thighs, pushing your legs further apart to grant him deeper access. He plunged his tongue inside your tight channel, fucking you with the slick muscle as he savored every drop of your nectar. The obscene sounds of his feasting filled the room, stoking the flames of your lust ever higher.

Choso was drunk on your pussy, addicted to the taste and scent of your arousal. He needed more, craved to feel you come undone beneath his skilled ministrations once again. Sealing his lips around your throbbing clit, he sucked hard on the sensitive nub, flicking the tip of his tongue over it rapidly.

"Cho!" You gasped, your body tensing as the waves of pleasure threatened to overwhelm you once again. You clutched at Choso's hair, your fingers trembling with the effort to lift his head away from your sensitive flesh.

Choso's pupils were wide and glazed over with lust as he stared at it, his breathing heavy and labored. He whimpered needily when you pulled him away, not understanding why you were stopping him.

"Cho..."

"Yes?" Choso replied. His tongue came back, licking at the wetness on his lips before he swallowed. Choso's hands rubbed up and down your thighs, waiting for a verdict.

"I can... Go longer." He promised, his tongue licking at his lips again. He sounded winded, which he was. "You didn't get to cum..."

Your thighs quivered as you gazed down at Choso through half-lidded eyes. "No... It's okay," you breathed. "I think I'm ready."

Choso blinked.

"Are you sure? I could..."

He looked at your slick folds, then back up at you. But you interrupted him with a sharp look.

Choso swallowed. "Right."

You let go of his hair as he shuffled forward on the couch until he was positioned between your parted thighs, his rigid cock nestling against your entrance. The head, already weeping beads of pre-cum, mingled with your slick. Choso's large hands settled on your hips, his fingers digging into your soft flesh as he held you steady.

"Do you need help?"

"I-"

Choso's voice died for a second. He cleared his mouth and tried again.

"I've got this."

Choso's gaze flickered between your face and the glistening prize nestled between your thighs. A faint blush colored his cheeks as he drank in the sight.

"This... Will hurt, right? For you?" He asked.

You shook your head. "Only for a second... I came so many times on your tongue already, so it'll slide right in."

Choso nodded and swallowed hard. He looked back down again, almost like he was making sure it was still there. His eyes lingered on the slick folds of your sex, reaching out with a trembling hand for his thumb to pull apart your lips.

"Okay. Okay." He said, more to himself than you.

His hands tightened on your hips, pulling you closer to him. He was on his knees, with your back and head on the couch. Your legs were on his shoulders.

He nodded, swallowing again. "So... Right now?"

"At your pace."

Choso's face held some sort of determination and nervousness. He nodded again, his adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed.

"Now. Now's good," he said, almost in a whisper.

Choso's hands trembled slightly as he gripped your hips, his eyes wide and uncertain. He positioned himself at your entrance, the heat and slickness foreign to his touch.

"Here I go..."

With a deep breath, he began to push forward slowly, carefully, but his movements were too tentative and he slipped out, unable to breach you.

"Cho, you need to be a bit more assertive," you coached breathlessly. "Otherwise, it won't-" your words caught in your throat as Choso, spurred by your encouragement, thrust forward, eager to listen. His length slid into your depths in one smooth motion, stretching your walls around his girth.

Immediately, Choso froze. His eyes widen in panic as he registered your sharp intake, his mind starting to scream at him for messing up.

"Wh-... Oh. You... You're ok?" He asked, his hands shaking on your waist.

"M-mm," you whimpered, feeling Choso's impressive size stretching you open. "You're really big, Cho."

He could feel his pride swell a bit. It probably wasn't news to him, but hearing it from you made his chest rumble. He wanted to move, but he was fighting himself on waiting.

"Uh- Thanks," he breathed. "You're... Uh, hot. And really tight..."

He took a few deep breaths, closing his eyes before he opened them again and looked down at you, his eyes holding a mixture of caution and hunger.

"Can I move?"

You nodded eagerly, your slick walls clenching around his thick shaft in anticipation.

Choso's eyes widened as he felt your walls clench around him. He had no idea the female body was capable of such things.

A strangled groan escaped his lips and his head dropped between his shoulders. The grip on your hips tightened as he held you in place, a way to keep himself grounded.

"Ah! Stop, stop, stop...! Don't do that," he whined. "Fuck, I-Im gonna..."

You pouted up at him, a coy glint in your eye. "It's kind of involuntary, Cho. It just happens when you make me feel really good."

"I know, I know, but-" Choso tried to reply, struggling. He took a moment to collect himself and with a deep breath, he looked up at you. "Just give me...-- give me a second," he panted.

Closing his eyes, Choso tried to calm his racing heart. But all he could think about was how you looked splayed out beneath him, your body glistening with sweat. He swallowed hard, his cock throbbing inside your tight heat.

You clenched again around his throbbing length, relishing the way he fought to maintain control.

He let out a strangled gasp, his hips jerking forward involuntarily. "No... Fuck!" The stimulation was too much for his body to handle. With a desperate whine, he pulled his cock out of you just in time, ropes of hot cum spurting from his twitching cock, splattering across your ass and dripping down to your quivering asshole. His grip on your hips trembled and his knees weakened. He slumped a little, his head dropping back down between his shoulders.

It took him a second to get his bearings, his breathing ragged. "I'm sorry," he breathed, his voice rough. His forehead fell onto your thigh, hiding his red face. "I just- you were... I-"

He took a deep breath and mumbled, "I got nervous."

You caressed his cheek with your thumb. "It's okay, Cho. A lot of guys, especially virgins, cums quickly the first few times. It's totally normal and nothing to be embarrassed about."

His eyes closed at the contact, his breathing coming out shaky. "How many... How many have you had?" He asked suddenly.

"Of what?"

Choso looked slightly embarrassed as he fumbled for the words. "Virgins," he breathed. "How many... Virgin guys?"

You tried to find the right words. "Well, um, most of the guys I was with before... they were more, uh, experienced. You’re actually my first."

Choso stilled at the words.

"Oh," he said simply, averting his eyes. "I'm sorry," he mumbled. For some reason, he felt guilty that he couldn't give you an nice experience.

You pulled Choso close, pressing your lips to his forehead in a tender kiss. "It's alright, Cho," you murmured. "I enjoyed myself. You made me cum on your tongue almost three times, after all."

Choso grumbled, not wanting to leave off like this. He knew the others didn't matter. He knew your attention was on him, not them. But he still couldn't shake the feeling of inadequacy when it came to pleasing you.

He gripped your thighs again. "It's not okay," he mumbled.

Choso leaned into your touch, his nose nuzzling at your skin. His shoulders were tense, his grip on your thighs firm. He was trying to keep it together, but the bitter feeling was still there. He didn't even notice his grip getting tighter.

Choso wouldn't be satisfied until he was the best experience yet.

"Cho?" you asked, though he didn’t seem to hear as he repositioned himself, jealousy simmering just beneath the surface.

"I want to show you I'm the best," he muttered, more to himself.

Choso's shoulders trembled as he grabbed your thighs again, his grip on them bruising. He looked down, his tongue running over his top lip. He wanted to show you he could be better.

He was better.

Choso's face was flushed, his breathing ragged as he positioned himself at your entrance once more. With a shaky hand, he guided himself inside your slick heat, both of you letting out a soft groan at the sensation. Slowly, he began to move, setting a tentative rhythm. His movements were unpracticed but earnest, driven by instinct and desire. Each thrust brought a gasp or whimper from his lips as the pleasure built within him.

"I'll show you..." Choso breathed, his words coming out as puffs of air. "I'll show you..."

The words were more of a promise for himself. He increased the pace, the slap of skin against skin filled the room as he lost himself in the act of loving you. Sweat beaded on his brow from the exertion and intensity of the experience.

"Cho!"

"Mhm, keep saying my name," he panted, his eyes squeezing shut. A shiver ran down Choso's spine at the sound of his name. It was like the confirmation he needed, the sign that he was doing something right.

Choso's hands shook on your thighs. His words were slightly strained, as if it was taking every ounce of energy to focus. His pace increased, his breathing picking up along with it. "Say I'm better."

Your nails raked down Choso's back, leaving red trails in their wake. "You're, you're b-better!"

Choso groaned, arching into your touch. The feeling of your nails against his back sent pleasure cascading through his spine, his mind feeling hazy. Choso liked the burn of them, it was like a brand to him.

He panted, his pace getting more frantic. "Yeah..." he breathed. "You're mine. Say it again..."

"B-Better! Cho!"

Choso's arms trembled against the couch, his eyes squeezed shut as he relished in the sound of his name on your lips.

He grunted, his head lowered. "Yeah, yeah, I'm better than them. I'm better than all of them. I-"

Choso's hands slid clumsily to your hips, gripping tightly as he tried to maneuver your body. He lifted you slightly, angling you in a new position that felt foreign to you both. You ended up on your side, top leg bent and resting on Choso's shoulder as he knelt between your thighs, straddling your lower leg.

"Ah! C-Cho, wait..." You gasped as he pushed forward, his hard length spearing into your slick heat from this new angle. Your toes curled at the intense sensation of him hitting deep inside.

"S-Sorry... I just want to make you feel so good," Choso panted, his face flushed. He thrusted into you with clumsy but eager strokes, hips slapping against your thigh as he picked up the pace, grunting with effort.

You cried out, fisting the couch cushions. "Yes, Cho! just like that! Don't stop!" Choso's cock abused that spongy spot within you with each pump of his hips.

Choso's breath hitched, your scream going straight to his core. He grunted, picking up his pace. Choso suddenly felt the need to make you scream more. "Mmhm, like that," he panted. "Like that. Say my name. Say I'm winning."

"You're winni-ngggh... You're winning!"

Choso's body trembled when he heard the words, a guttural moan leaving his lips. He was going to win. He was.

He just needed to keep going-- keep you moaning for him, keep your voice cracking as you said his name.

Choso's hands gripped your thighs tightly as he shifted positions again, pulling you onto his lap. He bounced you up and down on his throbbing cock, grunting with each movement. "Ah! Ah!" He cried out, his voice echoing off the walls.

"Cho-- ngh!"

Choso leaned over your trembling body, his feet planted firmly on the floor for leverage. He needed to hear more of those sweet, desperate sounds spilling from your lips. Panting heavily, he captured one of your nipples between his teeth, biting down just enough to make you gasp then soothing the sting with a run of his tongue.

"Louder," he growled against your shoulder. "Louder, I want the whole block to hear you." His hips thrusted upwards to meet your bounces. The wet slap of flesh against flesh filled the air as he pounded into you relentlessly, chasing his own pleasure. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of your thighs, leaving red marks in their wake.

"C-Cho, Cho-zo, Cho..." you croaked. "Please... I need you, I need youuu.."

Choso felt his chest rumble at your voice. Everything about your voice set his body on fire. Every moan, every plea...

"Beg," he suddenly said, his lips ghosting against your ear. "Beg for it."

"Please..." You cried, arching your back. "Fuck, pleassseee...."

Choso groaned against your neck, the sound sending shivers down his spine. He could feel the effect your voice already had over him. He wanted more.

He needed more.

Choso awkwardly shifted into his last position on his back, his feet planted on the couch cushions. He wasn't quite sure what he was doing but tried to mimic what he had seen in videos online. You straddled his waist, your weight making him sink slightly into the cushions.

He tentatively put his hands on your hips, unsure if that was the right place. Then he began to move, thrusting upwards clumsily, his pace uneven. He couldn't believe this was really happening. You felt so warm and soft above him.

This had to be his favorite position. He fumbled to find a rhythm, his inexperienced thrusts chopped and uncoordinated. But with each one, your soft curves jiggled in the most tantalizing way, your love handles peeking out as you leaned to the side. He marveled at the way your full breasts bounced, the peaks hard and begging for him to suck them.

His gaze traced the long line of your neck as your head tipped back in pleasure. He wanted to lean in and press sloppy, open-mouthed kisses along your throat, to taste the salt of your sweat-slicked skin. His gaze dropped lower to where you both connected, your greedy cunt swallowing all his girth, your ass slamming down on the sticky mess that rested on his abdomen.

"Please, what? Tell me what you need," he panted against your skin.

"--In me... In me!"

Choso stilled for a moment, his brain short circulating at the words. In. In me. The words repeated like a mantra in his head. In me. In. Me...

He lifted his head, biting the edge of his lip. "You--... You want what?" He breathed, his own voice slightly raspy.

"Cum in me," you pleaded. "Please, Cho..."

Choso's breathing hitched. His brain felt fuzzy as he shifted, positioning you and himself properly. "Are you sure?" he asked, his eyes dark.

Your head nodded enthusiastically, like a bobbing head on a rocky road.

Choso grunted at the sight. He had the overwhelming urge to give you everything. Show you exactly what you needed.

He took a deep breath. "You gonna say my name when it happens?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Please."

Choso let out a strained grunt and clung to your hips, fingers digging in almost painfully as he tried to ground himself.

"Okay. Okay-- yeah. Yeah, anything you want, just say it." His head dropped, looking up at you. His eyes were blown out, his head felt fuzzy. "Anything you want. You're mine."

His hips jerked and spasmed erratically as he reached his peak, "I'm gonna--... I'm gonna--!"

"Cho--!"

"Nnngh! Oh f-fuck!" he gasped, his voice pitching. His whole body shook with the force of his climax. Hot spurts of his seed pulsed deep inside you as he clung to you desperately. "Oh God! Y/N! I'm cumming!"

Choso's entire body shuddered as waves of intense pleasure crashed over him. His face contorted in ecstasy as he rode out the overwhelming sensations. "Ahhh! Y/N!" he cried out, your name falling from his lips like a prayer.

Pearly ropes of cum began leaking out around his pulsing shaft, making a sticky mess of your joined sexes.

"Oh god, oh fuck, holy shit..." Choso panted harshly, voice shaky and strained. His cock had managed to accidentally slip out of you but he continued to thrust up weakly like he didn't notice. More jizz spurted out to coat your ass. It felt like he was cumming forever, his balls emptying completely.

Thick globs connected you obscenely before breaking and splattering onto his abdomen below. Choso collapsed on the couch, chest heaving as he came down.

You slumped against his chest, your breaths taking in the smell of his sweat.

Choso's body shook against you, his breathing still ragged. He couldn't get any words to form properly, it was like he was trying to think through a thick fog. But that fog had his mind clouded with only one image.

You. The way you looked beneath him. The way you said his name. The way you took everything he gave.

He slumped against the couch, his head falling backwards on the hand rest. He felt himself tremble faintly against you.

He grunted, his hands tracing the skin of your damp thighs. He could feel the evidence of your activities on them, and the sight went straight to his head and straight back down to his cock.

He whimpered, focusing on not getting worked up again. You wouldn't survive if he did.

He buried his nose in your hair, inhaling your scent. He closed his eyes, feeling himself getting more and more tired by the second.

"Cho..." You sighed, still living in the aftershocks.

"Yeah," he breathed against your scalp, his hold on your thighs still firm. "I'm here. I'm here... Are you alright?"

You hummed, your thighs still twitching. Choso's breath hitched as he felt your thighs quiver against his hips. His own legs trembled, muscles tensing and relaxing in a futile attempt to find purchase.

His hand continued to slide up your thigh, lightly tracing patterns on the skin. "Yeah, I-..."

He suddenly let out a sigh, his eyes fluttering closed. "I can't move."

"Hm?"

Choso buried his face in the crook of your neck, nuzzling the skin as he let out a quiet whine. "I-... I don't think I can move," he mumbled. "Everything-... everything feels like jelly right now."

You attempted to move before realizing you couldn't too. "I can't either."

Choso's heart raced as he gazed at your flushed, satisfied face. The lingering scent of your lovemaking hung heavy in the air. He swallowed hard, trying to gather his scattered thoughts.

"I...I think I should clean you up," he said hesitantly. "Isn't that what comes next? After..." He trailed off, unsure how to articulate the intimacy you had just shared.

You smiled softly, reaching up to caress his cheek. "Normally, yes. But we can wait a bit."

Choso hummed against your skin, his head nodding before resting on your shoulder. He felt too tired and boneless to get up and clean anything.

He suddenly shifted, pulling you closer against his chest. Choso gently wrapped his arm around you, his hand rubbed soothing circles over your side.

"Love you, Cho." You said, pausing a moment before abruptly asking, "and what was up with 'that' before?"

Choso hummed, his eyes opening a fraction to glance at you. He knew what you were talking about, he just didn't really want to admit it.

"What do you mean, 'that'?" He asked, his voice slightly muffled by your skin.

"'Tell me I'm winning,'" you mocked him, repeating what he'd groaned earlier.

Choso's cheeks flared. Hearing you repeat his words made him all too aware of how it sounded.

He didn't say anything for a moment. "... It-... It just slipped out," he mumbled, his voice slightly pouty. He felt your eyebrow raise as you gave you a confused look. He suddenly became more aware of the sound of his own breathing in the quiet room.

"You can't-... don't look at me like that," he muttered, burrowing his head into the crook of your neck.

"Were you jealous?"

Choso paused, his hands suddenly stilling. Were he jealous? He... He had been jealous. Of all the men who'd seen you before, touched you before, heard you moan their names before-

"Yes," he muttered, his breath hot against your skin.

You giggled breathly, "why?"

"What do you mean why?" He mumbled against your skin. "I'm-... You're mine. I don't like the thought of other guys having seen you like that."

Your chin propped between his large pecs, rubbing his neck, "they didn't make me feel half as good as you made me feel tonight, though."

Choso felt his chest rumble, tilting his head back as a sigh left his lips from your touch. He closed his eyes, enjoying the way your thumb felt against his skin.

Then your words suddenly registered in his brain, a wave of satisfaction and ego suddenly rushing through him.

Choso opened his eyes and suddenly found himself taking in your appearance. He drank in the disheveled hair, the flushed skin, the slight sheen of sweat.

Choso's breath hitched as he felt himself start to stiffen again, his body responding eagerly despite his mind's uncertainty. He had never been this intimate with someone before, let alone three times in one night. Part of him wanted to hide his renewed arousal, embarrassed by his lack of control. But another part, emboldened by your earlier encouragement, dared to hope you might want him again.

You gasped softly as you felt Choso's hardness press against your backside. Your eyes went wide, pulse quickening. "Choso, you can't be..."

He followed your gaze to where he was poking you and suddenly found himself turning red.

"I-..I can't help it," he mumbled, his voice raspy. "You just look-... you-" he groaned suddenly, burying his head in the crook of your neck again.

You groaned. "I built a monster."

Choso suddenly let out a huff against your skin, his hands suddenly grabbing your waist.

His tone suddenly turned needy, almost whiny. "You did," he mumbled. "You turned me into this. And now you have to take responsibility."

[hicha]

Cerita Lahiran di Jepang (Part 2)

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[dante-mightdie]

I was born prematurely, so I was pretty small, and my dad used to carry me around with one hand all the time lol.

So that got me thinking, butcher!Simon when wifey goes into labor a month early?

honestly he’s very good at playing the nonchalant role even when he’s absolutely shitting it. he just really doesn’t want you anymore stressed than you already are

but you don’t miss the slight tremble in his thumb as he sweeps the pad over your sweaty forehead to try and soothe you through your contractions. he’s never been very good at words as it is

“simon…” you whimper, “I’m scared.”

your voice shatters something within him he once thought unbreakable. he doesn’t know how to make you feel better and for once, he’s not sure his usual bluntness would cheer you up here

so he settles for pressing a gentle, lingering kiss to your forehead before resting his own upon it. whispers of gently praises and reassurances, nose gently bumping against yours. nurses and midwives looking on with shock

~

after a long labour, you’ll soon find out that your little girl was hiding a twin sister alongside her in the womb. you premature labour finally making sense as you and simon each cradle a small bundle of blankets in your arms <3

[pregnancy-wellness-hub]

PREGNANCY SYMPTOMPS IN FIRST TRIMESTER

Pregnancy and Childbirth: A Life-Changing Experience

Pregnancy and childbirth are profound journeys that transform life in the most beautiful ways. From the early stages the body begins to adapt, with noticeable changes often presenting as pregnancy symptoms in the first trimester. Many expectant mothers experience 1st month of pregnancy symptoms like fatigue, nausea, and heightened emotions, marking the beginning of this extraordinary phase.

As the journey progresses, it’s vital to prepare for the signs of labor and understand labor pain symptoms to ease the birthing process. For those considering alternatives, water birth can be a gentle and empowering choice. However, unexpected moments, such as premature birth, may bring challenges requiring extra attention and care.

Post birth care is equally crucial for recovery and bonding with the newborn. By embracing every moment, from the first month of pregnancy symptoms to childbirth and beyond, this journey celebrates the strength and resilience of motherhood.

https://womenwellness360.in/category/pregnancy-and-childbirth/

[gomamee]

Pregnancy Late Stage Guide: 8 Key Considerations

This article will focus on false contractions in late pregnancy, diet, signs of preterm labor, cord winding, premature rupture of membranes, labor analgesia, signs of labor, and the role of the father-to-be, as well as provide practical knowledge and advice for pregnant mothers in conjunction with the maternity clothing brand "Gomamee".

1.What Is Pseudo Contraction?

As the fetal head gradually descends and stimulates the lower part of the uterus, this pulling stimulus will prompt the uterus to contract, and this contraction is what we often call "pseudo-contraction".

When a pseudo-contraction occurs, the mother will have a feeling of falling abdomen and inability to straighten her back, but it lasts for a short time, is not regular, does not have a cycle, does not feel pain, does not dilate the cervical opening, and is not a sign of labor.

True contractions, on the other hand, last longer and longer, and the level of pain gradually increases as labor progresses, and the interval between contractions becomes shorter and shorter.

However, for mothers who are not yet full-term (less than 37 weeks), if they have frequent false contractions with abdominal pain and vaginal bleeding, they should seek medical attention as soon as possible to prevent preterm labor.

Full-term mothers should not be too nervous about pseudocontractions, and should take care to relax their bodies, adopt a left-sided position and rest in bed for a while.

The difference between the two should be remembered by pregnant mothers, so that you may make fewer trips to the hospital.

2.What Are The Considerations For Dieting In Late Pregnancy?

As the due date approaches, some pregnant mothers will eat and drink a lot during the late pregnancy in order to give birth to a "fat doll", which is not advisable. Compared to mid-pregnancy, a pregnant mother's daily energy requirement only increases by 200 kcal, which corresponds to about 100 grams of lean meat or 3 boiled eggs or 400 ml of milk. The weight gain in late pregnancy should be limited to 0.5 kg per week. Pregnant mothers can determine if they have eaten too much by measuring their weight gain. Excessive nutrition and weight gain will increase the risk of having a "huge baby", which will not only be detrimental to a normal delivery, but will also affect your postpartum recovery.

The daily intake of protein in late pregnancy should be increased by 30 grams compared to pre-pregnancy, and should reach about 85 grams per day; eggs, lean meat, and soy products can provide high quality protein. For those who are fat, need to control weight and avoid excess nutrition, protein intake can be more through plant food intake, appropriate choice of high protein, low fat fish or poultry meat is also possible. The intake of calcium is 1000 mg per day; milk and milk products, shrimp, beans and soy products, sesame and other foods are rich in calcium; the intake of iron is 29 mg per day; animal offal, animal blood, red meat, purple cabbage, fungus and other foods are rich in iron. Pregnant mothers in late pregnancy should develop the diet of eating less and more meals, and eat less raw, cold, greasy and hard-to-digest food. It is important to avoid unclean diet.

3.What Are The Signs Of Preterm Labor?

If regular abdominal pain occurs at 28 weeks of pregnancy or less than 37 weeks, and its frequency increases gradually to 10 times a day or more, and it is difficult to be relieved even if you change your posture or lie down to rest, it indicates the possibility of preterm labor. Besides, seeing red is also a reliable sign that labor is about to happen, and it often appears 24-48 hours before labor.

For preterm labor, pregnant mothers should have regular maternity checkups and abstain from sex during late pregnancy to avoid premature rupture of fetal membranes; early detection and early hospitalization.

4.Is It Dangerous To Have The Umbilical Cord Wrapped Around The Neck?

If the umbilical cord is too long, the baby is too small, too much amniotic fluid or frequent fetal movement, the umbilical cord may wrap around the baby's neck, limbs or torso. The effect of the cord on the baby depends on the tightness of the cord, the number of weeks and the length of the cord.

One week is the most common, and the cord may take longer to deliver. If the cord is wrapped too tightly or with too many turns, the baby's blood circulation may be blocked and he may even suffocate due to lack of oxygen. In fact, if there is no evidence of oxygen deprivation in the baby, the mother should not be too nervous. Do count fetal movements, have regular maternity checkups and fetal heart monitoring so that a professional doctor can assess whether the fetus has intrauterine hypoxia.

If the baby's general condition in the uterus has been very good, and the umbilical cord has not been wrapped around the neck for 3 turns or more before delivery, or the umbilical cord has not been wrapped around the neck combined with the umbilical cord around the limb, the pregnant mother can safely give birth to the baby.

5.What Should I Do If The Membranes Break Early?

Under normal circumstances, the water will break only when the uterus is almost fully opened, but 10% of pregnant mothers who are full term will have their water break before delivery. That is, premature rupture of membranes, and 2%-3.5% of pregnant mothers will have premature rupture of membranes before full term. In premature rupture of membranes, there will be a sudden flow of clear yellowish fluid from the vagina, which may be mixed with meconium or fetal fat.

If the water breaks, the umbilical cord may slide into the vagina with the amniotic fluid if the mother continues to sit or stand after the water breaks, and the umbilical cord may prolapse. Therefore, after the water breaks, pregnant mothers must pay attention to: one is to immediately lie flat and raise the buttocks; two is to immediately seek medical attention at the hospital!

6.What Is Labor Analgesia?

Labor analgesia refers to the use of various methods to reduce pain during vaginal delivery. The current analgesic methods are broadly divided into non-pharmacological analgesia, pharmacological analgesia and anesthesia analgesia.

Non-pharmacological analgesia mainly refers to psychoprophylaxis, including prenatal education and guidance during labor; pharmacological analgesia includes intramuscular or intravenous injection of painkillers, which is effective, but the drugs can easily pass through the placenta and may inhibit the baby's breathing; at present, intraspinal anesthesia is the most common method of labor analgesia in clinical practice, which can significantly reduce pain by injecting anesthetics into the spinal canal of the mother through the lumbar spinal space, and at the same time ensure that the mother is awake and the baby is not affected. It can significantly reduce pain and ensure that the mother is awake and the baby will not be affected. In China, in order to avoid prolonged labor, labor analgesia usually starts when the opening of the uterus is 3 cm and stops when the uterus is fully opened.

7.What Are The Signs Of Labor?

The symptoms that indicate imminent labor are called "aura of labor", which mainly include 3 kinds of symptoms:

① Feeling of descent: as the fetal head descends, the pregnant mother will have a feeling of abdominal cramping and frequent urination, etc. Generally, the feeling of descent occurs early, so you only need to pay more attention to it, and there is no need to rush to the hospital.

②Redness: a small amount of vaginal bleeding before delivery, less than the amount of menstruation, mostly occurs 24-48 hours before delivery. There is some individual variability. You should go to the hospital for further examination after finding redness.

③ Contractions: The pregnant mother will feel a burst of tightening and hardening of the belly and a feeling of cramping. The contractions of preterm labor are usually less regular and of short duration. If the contractions become regular and gradually intensify, the pregnant mother will start to enter the labor process. You should go to the hospital as soon as possible at this time.

8.What Can The Father-To-Be Do For The Delivery?

A week before the expected date of delivery, the father-to-be should adjust to the state of preparation for labor and keep his cell phone open, waiting for the call at any time. Besides, he should prepare in advance: waiting bag, toiletries, clothes, food, ID card, birth certificate, medical insurance card, consultation card, various examination and test results of the mother during pregnancy, and design the best route to the hospital in advance. In addition, the father-to-be should be more patient and considerate, serving tea, chatting and massaging should be more active. After the birth of the newborn baby, you should first give care to the great pregnant mother and then to the baby.

Conclusion

Late pregnancy is an important stage when a pregnant woman is about to welcome her baby. During this stage, pregnant women should understand the difference between pseudo contractions and real contractions, eat properly, pay attention to the signs of preterm labor, understand the risk of cord encirclement, deal with premature rupture of membranes in time, master the method of labor analgesia, pay attention to the signs of labor, and give support and care to the expectant father during this process. Choosing the right brand of maternity clothes "Gomamee" will also help mothers-to-be to show their confidence and comfort during the late pregnancy period. With this knowledge and careful care, mothers-to-be can have a healthy and smooth late pregnancy and welcome their baby.