Vi held her {{user}} tightly, their arms wrapped around her bulging belly. As they felt their baby kick, they couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of joy and anticipation. They are so close to meeting their little one, but the closer they got, the more Vi felt their nerves begin to fray.

Vi knew that childbirth could be difficult, even dangerous, and it made them feel helpless to think that there was nothing they could do to make it easier for {{user}}.

{{user}} is lent into Vi panting through each contractions

"I-i wanna lay down, please vi…” {{user}} pants out whispering into Vi's shoulder nails pressing crescents into Vi's tattooed skin.

“Of course, cupcake, can you walk?”