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Post by Mercy E. Scarborough on Aug 24, 2015 6:50:26 GMT
“It will happen when it’s meant to happen.” “Be patient.” “Did you try this position?” “Stand on your head for as long as you can when you’re done.” “Are you having enough sex?” “Are you having too much sex?” “Is he shooting blanks?” “You need to have sex when your uterus is the right temperature.” “He doesn’t masturbate too much, does he? Maybe he’s wasting all the good sperm.” “Did you take a bludger to the ovaries? Maybe you should stop playing quidditch.” “Why aren’t you pregnant yet?” Mercy was getting a little tired of all the advice and questions and had been for some time now. She and Keiran had wanted children from the very beginning, though they’d decided to wait until they were completely ready for such a challenge so that they could concentrate on their marriage at first. It wasn’t until two years back that they’d finally decided to start. Each month passed and still nothing. There had been many moments when Mercy thought she must be pregnant, only to get her period or have the test turn out negative. There had been many negative tests, actually, Mercy’s heart sinking after each one. Medically speaking, there was nothing preventing either of them from conceiving. They had been told that perhaps what they needed to do was relax. Doing so could make it easier for them to conceive. ”Is it time yet?” Mercy asked letting out a sigh as she laid across their bed, staring at the ceiling. She’d already asked this question at least twenty times in the past minute since Keiran had the timer going. This was practically a biweekly ritual for them by now, but Mercy refused to give up. She wanted a baby and she wanted one badly. John had suggested just buying one and a very tired Jared had offered to sell one of the twins to them. Ethel had asked her why she even wanted a child. They were overpopulating the earth. “We have too many hanging around the house as it is,” she’d insisted. “Look at that one! I don’t even know who he is!” “I’m Ethan, grandma,” Mercy’s youngest brother had said, rolling his eyes. “Don’t you roll your eyes at me, Todd!” As for her mother, she wasn’t much help. Though she used to offer advice on the matter, all she ever did now was shove cookies under her nose. ”I mean, it has to be positive this time. My boobs definitely feel bigger,” she said, still looking up at the ceiling as she grabbed her breasts. ”Do they look bigger? I think so… this left one does at the very least. You would tell me if my boobs were lopsided, wouldn’t you?” Propping herself up on her elbows, she arched a slender brow at her husband. The test was left sitting on the sink in their bathroom, just waiting for the timer to go off. Even as she said that she was sure the test must be positive though, Mercy could feel that familiar sinking sensation. Why get her hopes up? Of course it was going to be negative again and they would just wind up in this same predicament sometime within the next few weeks. Her heart broke every time she saw a negative pregnancy test and there had even been tears that followed once or twice. Her life with Keiran was nearly perfect, but was it really too much to ask for that tiny piece that would make it entirely perfect? She didn’t think so. Still, she couldn’t get her hopes up and she didn’t want Keiran to either. She knew that their lack of success bothered him as well. ”How much more time do we have left?”Mercy |
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Post by Keiran M. Slater on Aug 24, 2015 22:50:19 GMT
Every time they set the timer to wait for one of these tests Keiran felt nervous all over again like he had the first time he and Mercy had had sex. He had definitely been a nervous wreck, so much so that he had completely torn the condom along with the wrapper the first try. Dropped the second one on the floor…it had taken the third one for him to finally get a condom open without any problems. He had been sure Mercy would have lost all urge to have sex with him by then but had been more than happy that he had been wrong. Although it had been full of awkwardness, it helped that they had already loved each other beyond belief when they finally decided to have sex for the first time.
”No it isn’t time yet, with the rate you keep asking it’ll never be time.” He told her from where he sat on the floor, leaning up against the side of the bed. These were their usual waiting positions by now, since they did it so often. Most couples would have given up by now but not Keiran and Mercy, they were more than determined to complete their family with little child mini-me’s running around and tearing up the place. Keiran wasn’t a very religious man but lately he had been praying to whoever the hell was ‘out there’ to allow them this one thing.
”I don’t know, one of them might be bigger than the other, but I don’t see a problem with that, it’s not like they were both perfectly shaped in the first place.” He said teasing her as he looked back at his wife. Sometimes he wondered how he had gotten so lucky as to be married to her. She was his best friend and lover all rolled into one beautiful package.
He was about to tell her that he would never tell her that her boobs were lopsided because it’d be funny to see people’s reactions when the timer started blaring it’s obnoxious beeping sound in his hand. It was that time again. ”Apparently we have no time left.” Keiran said, pushing the button to silence the infernal thing. He then looked towards the bathroom and felt reluctant to go in and see the results…what if it was negative again?
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Post by Mercy E. Scarborough on Aug 25, 2015 0:56:24 GMT
Mercy shot him a glare and sat up as he teased her. "Yeah, well, your balls are lopsided," she shot back at him. As soon as his alarm went off, Mercy pulled herself off of the bed and ran toward the bathroom, practically letting Keiran eat her dust. Once in the bathroom, she snatched the test up off of the counter. After a few seconds of looking at it, she threw it right into the trash can.
"Right, negative," she said, flicking off the bathroom light and heading back into the bedroom where she closed the bathroom door behind herself and Keiran. Her heart was sinking and she just wrapped her arms around Keiran for a moment, feeling dejected. Letting her head rest against Keiran's chest, Mercy let out a sigh. "I'm thinking comfort food for dinner tonight. I could probably eat an entire pizza myself right about now..."
Mercy closed her eyes for a moment, trying not to feel too upset over it.. Okay, that wasn't working. She already had tears streaming down her face that she was trying to wipe away. Two damn lines. She'd been hoping so badly for- "Wait-" she said, her eyes suddenly snapping open. Pulling away from Keiran, Mercy dashed back into the bathroom, the door hitting the wall as she opened it so suddenly. Flicking the light back on, Mercy didn't see the pregnancy test on top of the trash can and, in her hurry, she just dumped it onto the floor as she kneeled there. It was a good thing there wasn't anything too gross in there.
Finally finding it amongst the trash, Mercy took another look at it. Two lines. TWO LINES. She'd seen so many negative tests, that she hadn't actually processed that there were TWO LINES when she first glanced at it. A broad grin spread across her face and she got back to her feet. "Keiran, it's positive," she said in disbelief. "We're going to have a baby..." In that moment, Mercy's blue eyes gleamed brighter than they ever had before. She was pregnant. It was finally happening... they were going to have a baby. For a moment, she was just too shocked to even move, though she wanted to just throw her arms around him in elation.
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Post by Keiran M. Slater on Aug 25, 2015 3:35:45 GMT
Of course it was negative, it was ALWAYS negative. Why did this have to happen to them? What kind of sin had they committed to warrant them to not be able to conceive a child? Keiran had asked himself that same question many times over and had yet to come up with an answer. Of course he took Mercy into his arms, consoling her as much as he was consoling himself. It was hard being let down time after time after time when you’ve had the briefest glimmer of hope shone your way. Was it even worth trying again? Did they want to keep putting themselves into this kind of position? It was the first time he had actually seriously thought about giving up, who knows, maybe they were meant to adopt instead.
He was just about to say something in response to her pizza comment when she suddenly pulled away from him and ran back into the bathroom like a fire was lit under her feet. ”Mercy, what are you doing?” He said, following her, though not as quickly as she had gone. He watched her dump out the trashcan and begin searching through it. ”What are you doing Merc?” He asked even as he saw her grab up the pregnancy test and stare at it again.
When she spoke he thought surely she was playing games with him. ”That’s not funny. Don’t mess with me like that Mercy.” He said, walking over and snatching it from her hand, for once not caring that she had peed on it just a short while ago. Keiran stood there a moment, staring down at the test that was clearly displaying TWO LINES, for the first time ever. He was speechless. Was this even for real? ”Pinch me Mercy, pinch me so I know this isn’t just some cruel dream.” He told his wife, it was sad that he couldn’t even be excited about it at first because it had been negative so many times he didn’t know how to really react.
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Post by Mercy E. Scarborough on Aug 25, 2015 4:53:51 GMT
The smile refused to wash away from Mercy's face, even as Keiran accused her of messing with him before snatching the pregnancy test out of her hand. Of course, as soon as he told her to pinch him, she was only too happy to oblige, pinching him harder than necessary on the arm. She was so happy, she could cry. Okay, so she was crying, but just a little. She was just so overwhelmed with happiness that she couldn't hold back her tears.
Throwing her arms around him, she had to admit that this was probably the happiest moment of her life. There she was, married to her best friend and the love of her life, just finding out that they were finally being given the one thing that would make their life perfect. "I can't believe it, we're finally going to have a baby!" Her mind was racing at the very thought and she held him tightly, never wanting their perfect moment to end. She was going to have to clean up the mess she made in the bathroom, of course... before Nox could get a hold of anything, but that could wait.
Pulling him to her, she kissed her husband briefly, unable to resist him in that moment. He was going to be such a DILF. "Oh my god, we have so much to do! I have to quit the team... I can't keep playing quidditch while pregnant..." Of course they had known this already, but with the difficulty they were having, she hadn't actually prepared herself for it. "We have to get a nursery ready and everything... oh my god, and we have to get Nox and Zeus used to having a baby around. Do you think they'll get jealous? They're totally going to get jealous. They're both big babies themselves."
Biting her lip, Mercy slowed down for a moment, backing things up. "Keiran, we're going to be parents..." She kissed him again, knowing full well that everything was about to change. Their daily habits, their rituals, their lifestyle... the baby was going to change it all, but she was more ready for it than she ever had been before. Any fears she may have had about parenthood were entirely dissolved. She and Keiran were in this together, as a team. "I still want that pizza for dinner." It was more of a celebration food now as opposed to comfort food.
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Post by Keiran M. Slater on Aug 25, 2015 16:25:04 GMT
"Ow! You didn't have to pinch me that hard! Geez" Keiran told her, rubbing the spot where she had pinched him. He hadn't really wanted her to pinch him but leave it to Mercy to do it anyways. They were going to be parents. Keiran thought he might still be in a state of shock because he felt numb. While he was still trying to get a handle on the fact that their biggest dream was finally coming true his wife was standing there talking a mile a minute, he didn't even think she had stopped for a breath yet.
"Mercy, take a breath, slow down." He said, grabbing her by the shoulders gently. God he loved her. She was so cute, all excited and bubbly. "Zues and Nox will be fine, it's not like we'll just suddenly start ignoring them. They're like our furbabies." Keiran told her, smiling at his joke...although they really were like their furry children. They even managed to get home cooked meals every once in a while instead of canned or dry food, it had happened more often while Keiran had been between jobs and had more free time to actually cook them things.
Keiran kissed his wife back, excitement slowly starting to seep into him as he had time to process the good news. They wouldn't have to adopt...or buy one of the twins off of Jared, anymore. While he knew that there were plenty of children out there needing loving homes, Keiran was overjoyed that they were having their own flesh and blood child finally. "Better make it two pizza's then, I know that you're still looking forward to eating a whole one yourself." He said, wrapping his arms around her waste and pulling her tighter to him. He could hold her like that all day and never get tired of it.
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Post by Mercy E. Scarborough on Aug 26, 2015 6:14:26 GMT
"What? You asked for it," Mercy said innocently when he complained about her pinching him. For a moment, she sank into his arms, enjoying his warmth and the feeling of his strong arms around her. Letting him go after a few moments though, she knelt back down and started throwing the trash back into the trash can. "Well of course I'm still looking forward to eating a whole one by myself. I'm eating for two now, Keiran... I may actually need two whole pizzas for myself now though..." She was joking of course. That was disgusting... and probably not healthy for the baby.
Finishing with the trash, Mercy set the can back where it belonged and got up to wash her hands. "There's so many people to tell... oh my god, you can't tell anyone yet though. If Kat, Lydia, and Athena aren't the first to know, they'll kill me." Just the idea of telling her best friends made her feel all bubbly and excited. She could still remember when Lydia told them she was pregnant with Stryder. Of course, that was years ago and the circumstances were way different. Mercy still felt a little guilty for keeping it from Aiden, but it hadn't been her secret to tell.
Pulling him back out to their bedroom by the hand, Mercy flopped back onto their bed, looking at the ceiling. Both of her hands rested on her stomach and she narrowed her eyes as she considered what it might be like in the next few months. "This is so weird..." she said, as if still trying to fathom the idea of being pregnant and having a baby. "It's not just going to be us anymore... are you sure you won't get jealous?" she teased with a pretty smile.
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Post by Keiran M. Slater on Mar 1, 2016 4:13:55 GMT
Keiran watched her as she began cleaning up the mess she had made in her attempt to find the test she had carelessly tossed in the trash. ”Even I wouldn’t let you eat two whole pizzas by yourself, I wouldn’t want to hear you complaining about it all night afterward and telling me that I should have stopped you.” He told her grinning. It was really starting to sink in now that they were finally going to be parents, their life was finally going to be complete.
”Oh yes, Athena would definitely kill you… though she’s super hormonal so she’d probably kill someone over a twinkie right now…” He said grinning. His sister loved food even without being pregnant but it seemed to have gotten worse and he didn’t exactly envy Luke having to live with her during times like these. ”You better not get like that, I might have to lock you up and shove food under the cracks of the door…” Keiran teased as she took him by the hand and led him back out of the bathroom.
He watched as she flopped onto her back on the bed and admired how beautiful his wife was. It was probably just the power of suggestion but he could swear he could see that ‘glow’ women swore other pregnant women had and it honestly just made her more beautiful to him. His eyes watched her hands rest on her stomach and he imagined what it would look like as it grew along with their child.
Keiran crawled up onto the bed beside her, sprawling on his side as his left hand went to rest on hers over her stomach. ”Nah, he’s going to come out looking just like me anyway.” He said with a wide grin as he winked at her. Leave it to him to already decide that it was going to be a boy. Keiran didn’t even give her a chance to respond to that though as he leaned over and took her lips with his own.
As his mouth moved against hers his hand gently pulled hers off her stomach and then slipped beneath her shirt and slid up to rest palm to silky smooth skin and ran his thumb gently over her stomach. His lips paused for a moment against hers as he tugged her bottom lip between his teeth and whispered ”We’re finally going to have a baby…” His heart was in his eyes as he looked into her bright blues ones and he felt it constrict with all the emotions he was feeling right then…
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Post by Mercy E. Scarborough on Mar 1, 2016 6:04:19 GMT
There was a bright smile etched across her face as Keiran crawled onto the bed beside her and Mercy turned her head toward him. She and Keiran had shared numerous happy moments throughout their marriage and in the years that they had been dating… but this… this moment blew them all out of the water. She could only compare it to the day she’d married him, but even that paled in comparison. They’d created something truly wonderful together and in that very moment, that wonderful thing was growing in her womb. It was a true testament to their love for each other and it ran deeper than their vows to one another and was more symbolic than the rings on their fingers.
She’d dreamed of this moment for so long, but she hadn’t been prepared for how intense it would feel. She wanted to roll her eyes and say something when he insisted that they were going to have a boy, but she didn’t quite get the chance. His lips were already on hers and she melted instantly, doing as he bid and moving her hand away from her own stomach.
She repressed a shiver as he pushed his hand under her shirt, his touch so warm, loving, and protective. Mercy had never dreamed that it was possible to love someone as much as she loved Keiran and their baby and her heart was absolutely bursting as she kissed him back. There was plenty of passion and heat in her responding kiss, but there was also warmth, adoration, and an overwhelming amount of love.
When he pulled back and spoke, she took that handsome face of his in her hands, her heart racing purely from the look in his eyes. God did she love the warmth of those eyes and truly wished that at least one of their children would inherit them. Mercy smiled breathlessly at his words, just letting them sink deep into her heart. They were going to have a baby…
”I love you so damn much, Keiran,” she breathed, kicking her boots off and letting them fall onto the floor. ”And I love our baby…” Heat rose in her cheeks as she blushed deeply. She always loved the way her husband looked at her, but there was something particularly intense about his gaze right then.
”You’re the best husband anyone could ever wish for… and you’re going to be an awesome father…” She smiled little mischievously then. ”I hope our baby girl has your eyes because we both knew she’s going to look like me…” she said, referencing his belief that the baby was going to be a boy that would look just like him. Either way, Mercy would love their child just the same.
Grabbing him by the front of the shirt, she pulled him back to her and kissed him softly. Desire and need were building up inside of her and even right then she wanted him… she would always want him and being pregnant didn’t change that fact. In fact, it just made her want him more. Being pregnant with his baby made her feel closer to him than ever.
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Post by Keiran M. Slater on Mar 2, 2016 0:46:08 GMT
”I know.” Keiran replied, only slightly cocky as she told him she loved him and the baby starting to grow in her stomach. His hand on her stomach shifted, making her shirt ride up so that her creamy skin was now exposed even as she kicked off her boots and let them fall to the floor. The atmosphere in the room was slowly changing from stunned excitement to highly aroused excitement as he laid there next to his wife.
”I better be, I better never find out you’re telling someone else those same lines…” Keiran said, joking of course because they both knew they would never stray from one another. He was planning on telling her no way that their first child would be a girl when she grabbing him by the shirt and pulled him to her. As her lips pressed against his, he shifted in the bed, moving to lean over her with his lean sliding between her thighs and pressing against the juncture there.
His hand slid further up, taking hold of her breast through her bra and giving it a good squeeze and his lips began to move against hers with a little more fervor. His teeth pulled at her lip before his tongue slid between them to tangle with her own, his free hand resting beside her face and bracing him up as he hovered above her.
His knee pressed against her a little more through her pants and he groaned against her lips at the thought of sliding his hands inside of them and finding her soaking wet and ready for him as he knew she would be. Hell, they were practically always ready for each other… all Mercy had to do sometimes was look at him a certain way and his dick would get hard in his pants, it made for awkward situations at dinner parties that’s for sure.
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Post by Mercy E. Scarborough on Mar 2, 2016 4:39:44 GMT
Mercy certainly wasn’t disappointed in his reaction to her kiss. She gripped his shirt tighter as he pressed his knee against her, growing more eager to be free of her clothes as he squeezed her breast. His eagerness and fervor only made her feel even hotter with desire and, as their tongues twined together feverishly, Mercy started to tug at his shirt. Pulling it off of him, she tossed it to the side, not caring where it landed.
She moaned as he pressed his knee against her even more so, aching for his touch. Her panties were already practically soaked as she ran her soft hands against his broad chest. When her hands paused there, the thumb of her right hand rubbed against his nipple. His groan only heightened her arousal and she moaned softly in response.
She was right where she wanted to be in life… laying in bed, about to make love to her husband, and pregnant with his child. Things really couldn’t get any better than they were right then. ”This seems like a fitting way to celebrate,” Mercy breathed as she broke the kiss to push him over.
Climbing on top of him and straddling him, Mercy eyed up that bare chest of his and smiled devilishly as she shrugged out of her shirt. Throwing that to the side, she pulled off her tank top as well so that her bra was now the only thing keeping him apart from her breasts. Her entire body was aching for his touch.
Pressing her hips down on him, the pressure against her was driving her absolutely wild with desire. Mercy pulled her long hair over one shoulder and leaned over him, kissing down his bare chest, all the way down his abs. When she reached the waistband of his pants, she looked up at him with a fierce light in her blue eyes as she unbuckled them and started to pull them off of him.
”You have no idea how much I need you right now…” she said to him, her eyes burning with desire. With each passing moment, she throbbed more and more, wanting to feel him deep inside of her, hitting her in all the right spots. There were times that Mercy swore he knew her body better than she did because he always knew exactly what to do to drive her over the edge. She loved pleasuring her husband just as much as she loved being pleasured by him though.
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