[ Oh, look at him -- the sweet trills and the swirling, the struggle to bring new life into this world. Steve watched him, swam with him and pressed close, kissing his neck, his shoulder to soothe the pain somehow. ]
You're doing well, Buck. Slowly, easy. [ He soothed, shifting instinctively as he watched more of the tail wriggling out, their baby, their new little life. He was excited, and he held Bucky tight. There was nothing else in his life that compared to this, the primal, rawness of birth, the fact that he and his lover both made something that was coming into this world, borne of the both of them. ] Push, just a little more.
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You're doing well, Buck. Slowly, easy. [ He soothed, shifting instinctively as he watched more of the tail wriggling out, their baby, their new little life. He was excited, and he held Bucky tight. There was nothing else in his life that compared to this, the primal, rawness of birth, the fact that he and his lover both made something that was coming into this world, borne of the both of them. ] Push, just a little more.