| To Be Loved; Alistair Ipswich - Mercedes Chevalier | |
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| Mercedes Chevalier | Apr 17 2009, 08:10 PM Post #1 |
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Mercedes was so far along in her pregnancy that she was about to burst. She was sore, could feel every part of her body aching, and couldn't stand the thought of food lately. She was, in all ways possible, ready to have this child out of her. Even though this pregnancy was half the time of her previous one with Skylar, Skylar had come at the correct time and now that the due date for their little boy had come then gone, she was more than ready to meet him. Delilah and James had both suggested sexual activity to enduce the labor, as typical with human pregnancies but no matter how many times Mercedes forced Alistair into having sex with her, the baby still hadn't come. Mercedes now knelt on all fours on the large king sized bed that she shared with Alistair, Mercedes moaned loudly as Alistair stood behind her, thrusting himself into her. With continuous noises sounding from Mercedes' lips, her olive toned hands gripped the sheets tightly as her knuckles turned white from the pressure. It was then that Mercedes felt something inside her begin to ache and her eyes widened, she knew that feeling all too well from her fist pregnancy. "Alistair. Alistair, stop," Mercedes groaned and when he came to a stop, Mercedes moved one of her hands to grip her stomach just as her water broke. |
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| Alistair Ipswich | Apr 17 2009, 08:35 PM Post #2 |
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Alistair and Mercedes had been waiting relentlessly for their son to be born and after a week had passed and with no progress at all they had all but lost hope. Things were moving very slow for them and he just wished that his son would enter this world already. Alistair had never had children before, he never had that luxury as a human and didn't have it until now. He was all too wrapped in his self pity to ever consider love and he still hadn't considered it until he saved Mercedes. In all truth he believed that she saved him. Of course, Alistair's family had remained ever optimistic about the newest adition to the family and still awaited his arrival. Both Celeste and Vanessa had explained that the birth normally happened later because of how their body needs to adjust to certain things. Though, then James and Delilah explained that if the child remained in Mercedes body too long it'd begin to feed off of her. That'd be worst case scenario of course and James insisted that if the baby wasn't born by the end of the week he'd remove it with a c-section. After Mercedes had spent countless hours on the phone with his sister, Delilah, she had urged the couple to have sex to try and enduce labor so that the baby would hopefully decide to come. When he and Mercedes had sex for almost a week he had also given up hope with that and he had only agreed to do this one more time because, to him, it obviously wasn't working. When they had brought Skylar to school, they came home and began to engage in the same thing that they had every day for the past week. Things had been going well until Mercedes ordered him to stop, and he had, staring down at her with cocked eyebrow. When he felt fluid around his member he quickly pulled himself from her and watched substance that looked similar to water coat the bedsheets. Alistair knew exactly what happened and he found his boxers in a frantic search and then finally pulled them on. "Do you want me to call James?" Alistair asked Mercedes in a cautious tone. He knew that James probably wouldn't get there in time, but atleast he could try. |
![]() She's got a smile that would make the most senile, annoying old man bite his tongue. I'm not done, she's got eyes comparable to sunrise. And it doesn't stop there, man I swear. She's got porcelain skin of course she's a ten, and now she's even got her own song, but movin' on. She's got the cutest laugh I ever heard. And we can be on the phone for three hours, not sayin' one word. And I would still cherish every moment. And when I start to build my future she's the main component. Call it dumb call it luck call it love or whatever you call it but everywhere I go I keep her picture in my wallet like here. | |
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| Mercedes Chevalier | Apr 17 2009, 09:07 PM Post #3 |
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Mercedes nodded her head quickly as she collapsed back onto the bed, on her back and then pulled the blankets up over her bare body to cover herself. Mercedes was in the middle of a contraction, her first contraction, and she couldn't move much. She was very tolerable of pain after so many years of drugs and bleeding for vampires but this was a pain unlike any other. Her first birth had been natural so she was expecting this one to be that way too. Damn nuns never had drugs around like they should have. Mercedes didn't care when James came as long as he came to make sure their son was as healthy as he was supposed to be. "I want James to be here so I know our baby is okay," Mercedes huffed out once her contraction has stopped. Mercedes then reached across the bed to grab Alistair's tshirt and after she had pulled it over her head, she laid back down to relax. What worried Mercedes the most was the fact that they still didn't have a name for their baby boy. "What are we going to name him?" Mercedes asked as she squeezed her eyes shut when yet another contraction came just as quickly as the first had left. |
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| Alistair Ipswich | Apr 17 2009, 09:15 PM Post #4 |
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Alistair had scrambled throughout the house to find the telephone and dialed James' number in an urgent fashion and waited for his father to pick up. Once he had he explained the situation into the phone and then hung up. Alistair had darted back through the house as fast as he had gone through it at first and then stopped once he was in the bedroom. Alistair had taken note that and had pulled on his jeans and then grabbed a new tee shirt that was on top of the dresser. "James said he's on his way," Alistair told Mercedes as he moved to sit on the edge of the bed and took one of her hands in his. "He'll be here in fifteen minutes or so." |
![]() She's got a smile that would make the most senile, annoying old man bite his tongue. I'm not done, she's got eyes comparable to sunrise. And it doesn't stop there, man I swear. She's got porcelain skin of course she's a ten, and now she's even got her own song, but movin' on. She's got the cutest laugh I ever heard. And we can be on the phone for three hours, not sayin' one word. And I would still cherish every moment. And when I start to build my future she's the main component. Call it dumb call it luck call it love or whatever you call it but everywhere I go I keep her picture in my wallet like here. | |
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