Daddy ♡ --- Post Malone Smut, BDSM

Yellow Blanket

Warning!! Chapter may contain consensual but rough sexual play and extreme BDSM, sexual and physical violence, gun use, smoking, injury possible uncomfortable situations, possible trigger warning for some parts and swearing.

Please do not read if you are uncomfortable with any of the above.

--- Ashe's Point of View ---

{24 Hours Before Austin's Return}

My plan was to cook a meal and then prep one for when he got home, I was dressed warmly and missing him greatly but I did understand that he had a job.

As I was standing at the stove when I felt a huge contracting pain in my stomach, I was shocked at how acute the pain was I hardly noticed my water breaking. When I noticed it fear started to overcome me.

"Shit..." I stood there, realizing that I was only at... 33 weeks.

I looked around frantic.

Seriously, I was pissed, this was something that both me and Connor were scared of happening while he kept me up here. I was up here alone, and our baby was coming, NOW.

Stumbling over I picked up the satellite phone and dialed 911. I looked over at the map Austin left on the table, happy to realize that he had shown on it right where the cabin was.

I cried as another painful contraction hit just as the dispatcher answered.

{1 Hour Later}

The pilot of the life flight helicopter that had landed in a clearing down the road and I met them half way - walking on the snowmobile tracks so I didn't sink into the snow. The paramedic said that I was in full blow labor when they loaded me onto the helicopter, saying they were going to fly me to the hospital in Billings Montana. I wanted to give birth in Utah but it looks like our daughter wasn't giving me a choice.

I threw my head back as the pain got worse and cried out.

"Just hang on..." The paramedic who was holding my hand encouragingly.

Half of me wanted Austin here with me, but there was another half that was glad he wasn't here - because I might fucking strangle him for contributing to me being in this much pain.

{5 hour later}

The baby came just three hours after we got to the hospital - I didn't have an epidural, it was a shockingly painful natural birth - I fucking felt like a superhero after she came out - she was small but there didn't seem to be anything physically wrong with her, she was just early.

I held her after birth - her blue eyes looking wide up at me, she was beautiful, I felt more exhausted then I ever had before in my life, I called my family, they were going to come up tomorrow and I put them and Austin on the visitor's log.

I used a nurses phone to send a text to Austin's manager and to him. I had no idea what to name her - I wanted to talk to her father about that.

I started falling asleep after feeding her - and they look her to be taken care of and cleaned in the nursery and I fell into a blissful sleep, not really worried about anything right now.

--- Austin's Point of View ---

I stood there worried for a moment, finally I went over and picked up the satellite phone, I called my manager - he picked up on the first ring.

"Holy shit Austin I have been trying to find you..." His voice was frantic.

"I just left the meeting hours ago..." I started to explain.

"Austin, Ashe was flown out of that fucking cabin you kept her in...did you not get her text." He stammered.

"Flown?" I asked worried.

"Life flight, she is at the large Hospital in Billings, they are not telling me much but she gave birth there..." The moment he said that I dropped the phone and ran out the door, just remembering to lock it, jumping on the snowmobile I started to drive down back to my truck.

I was in a panic, our daughter had come early...and I wasn't fucking there to help her...

{3 Hours Later}

I got to the hospital tired and exhausted, I walked in and asked where they kept the women who just gave birth, the nurse looked at me a bit worried and asked me my name...she looked up something in the computer.

"Yes, Ashe... she had put you on the list as the father...can I see some ID?" She asked, I handed it to her and she nodded looking at it, I was shocked she didn't know who I was.

"The doctor wants her to rest tonight so we are not going to be waking her up, the labor was hard for her... if you like I will get you scrubs and you can shower before going to her room, we have a couch that doubles as a bed in there...would you like to see the baby...er your baby?" She asked.

My heart started to beat hard and fast.

"Yes please..." I enthused wide eyed.

"She doesn't have a name yet... but come with me..." I walked in a daze down the hall, she told me to sit in a chair and she went into a room that had a window in it.

I was shaking all over when she came out with a tiny bundle wrapped in a yellow blanket.

Gently she walked over and placed her in my arms, the moment she looked up at me with her blue eyes I burst into tears of joy. This was my daughter - she was here.

"Hi sweetheart, oh my god you are so beautiful, she is so small...is she okay?" I asked worried, gently laying her on my legs I unwrapped her she was so tiny she fit perfectly into both my palms. She started crying when I took off the blanket.

"I'm sorry sweetheart..." I apologized and swaddled her again, clearly, she didn't like the cold.

"She's is healthy as far as the doctor says, we will have to monitor her weight gain because she is so small..." I picked her up and cradled her against neck and chest rocking her as her cries soothed.

I looked up and the nurse had a knowing smile on her face. "I'll give you a little bit." She smiled and walked away.