Take me down, take me down {Stepence}

[STEPHANIE ABIGAIL BRESLER]

Steph tossed and turned in her bed. It was late, one thirty in the morning, and she still could not sleep. She was ten weeks pregnant. It had been two weeks since she told Spencer, and it had been a crazy two weeks. Steph and Spencer had gotten a chance to talk, really talk. Steph wasn’t sure if Spencer was ready to tell the school about their little bun in the oven, or if he wanted to wait.

Steph placed her right hand on her stomach. Steph could feel, and see, a clear bump. She knew other people couldn’t see it yet, it was still to small for that. When she wore a tight shirt, or no shirt, you could see the small bump. Currently, Steph had on a lacy night dress. It was flowing, but just tight enough to show off the bump. Steph wasn’t the shortest person, standing at five feet and six inches. However, Steph had always been slim. One hundred and eighteen pounds was her normal weight. In the last ten weeks, Steph had gained six pounds. This was the only time she didn’t mind gaining weight.

Steph thought back to the conversation with Spencer. At one point, he had asked if they would ever have sex again, and Steph couldn’t help but smile into her pillow. After a few moments, Steph got an idea. Quietly, she left her room, and walked to Spencer’s door. After knocking lightly, she opened the door and tip toed inside. Spencer was a sleep face down on his bed, the sheet covering the lower half of his body. From what she could see, he didn’t have a shirt on. Knelling on the bed next to Spencer, she leaned over at looked at his tattoos. Steph didn't know how many there were, but there were several. At first glance, her favorites were guitar tattoo on his left forearm, tiger portrait on his right forearm and the shark on his ribcage. Smiling, Steph leaned down and kissed Spencer's shoulder.

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notes: STEPENCE! & Baby Brestark!
Song: Never Gonna Leave this Bed
TATTOOS: Here!

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[SPENCER LYNDON STARK]

It had been a crazy sort of day. A good crazy, if that was possible. Spencer had brought in some Muggle stuff to show his classes. A laptop, a phone (all sorts from ancient to new), a shaver, a small television and portable radio. He got them sorted into groups and had them dismantle the stuff. None of them worked here at Hogwarts and he didn't need them in the Muggle world. That, and they were spoilt.

He lectured a few students who were in a duel, deducted points from them, informed their Head of Houses and continued his marking of essays. He'd considered dropping by the Divination classroom to check on Stephanie, but decided against it. He did catch some glimpses of her throughout the day, so that was enough for him. Spencer did not have any lessons in the late afternoon, so he set about writing letters to his parents and brother. He'd have to post them out the Muggle way. His parents did not take kindly to an owl barging into their home during daylight.

After dinner, Spence went on a broomstick ride. Well, he flew around the Quidditch pitch for a while before he decided to do a few laps around the castle. And now he was in his bed, fast asleep. At least, until someone knocked on his door. Spencer was a light sleeper and his doors weren't locked when he was at Hogwarts. He figured people who burst into his room had a good reason so. Besides, his wand was beside his pillow. And, he slept naked. People got a shock when he jumped out of his bed naked. Or so he hoped they did. It gave him more time to react. He felt a kiss on his shoulder and smiled. “Are you ready to have sex with me?” Spencer asked, before opening his eyes and looking at Stephanie.

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[SPENCER LYNDON STARK]

“Ouch.” Spencer said. “You're hurting my self esteem. It's low enough to begin with and now you've just ruined it all.” Spencer said, turning over so that he faced her. “You tend to get tired if you flew several laps around the castle.” He told her, leaning closer. Without speaking further, Spencer pressed his lips onto hers, bringing her body against his as he kissed her. He found her rather attractive, and even if she had a huge tummy, Spencer thought she'd look beautiful. There were some ladies whom pregnancy agreed with and Steph might be one of them.

He broke off the kiss, hands tracing down her body before Stephanie took it and placed it on her stomach. He kissed her on the cheek, as he caressed that little bump. “That is our baby, isn't it?” He replied her, feeling mildly overwhelmed. “Is it next month that we'll be able to find out if it's a girl or boy?” He asked, feeling her fingers interlacing with his. He draped his other hand over her shoulder, breathing in the scent of her hair. “I wrote to my parents. Just have to mail out the letters. Shall we go to Muggle London this weekend, then?” Spencer asked.

It had been two weeks since he found out about the pregnancy. He wasn't panicking. It was due in part to Stephanie. She was calm and collected and wasn't freaking out. She didn't demand a relationship or that he marry her. Spence thought she was giving him his own time to deal with whatever feelings he might have had towards this whole situation. He didn't know for sure that she was doing this, but he appreciated it.

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[STEPHANIE ABIGAIL BRESLER]

“Aw, poor baby,” Steph cooed. “Would it help if I told you that I find you insanely attractive? I think it’s the tattoos, they just do something for me. Seriously, you are a fine piece of man…” Steph was cut off by Spencer’s lips on hers. Steph was pulled closer by Spencer, and they laid shoulder to shoulder. “You know, you could be tired by doing a different kinds of laps around the castle,” Steph tried to make sex reference, but it just didn’t turn out right. “That made zero sense,” Steph said between laughs.

“There’s a wizard test we can do. It involves a potion, and then a charm. From what I’ve heard, it’s pretty easy. If you want to find out, I can send a letter to St. Mungo’s in the morning. They’ll probably have an open time slot this weekend.” Steph turned into Spencer’s embrace, laying on her side while he laid on his back. She placed her head on his chest, snaked her arm around his waist. She sighed contently. “This weekend works for me. I’ve only got morning class on Friday, so I’ll be done after lunch. What’s your schedule this Friday?” Steph had full days on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays. On Mondays, she only had afternoon classes, Fridays were morning classes.

“So, enough chitchat? If you remember, I came here for a reason,” Steph said softly.

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notes: STEPENCE! & Baby Brestark!
Babybump
Song: Never Gonna Leave this Bed
TATTOOS: Here!

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[SPENCER LYNDON STARK]

“Yes, that would help immensely.” Spencer grinned at her. He particularly loved the tiger one on his arm. There was a story behind it and perhaps he'd tell Stephanie one day, if he wasn't too busy kissing her. “That did not make sense.” He agreed with her. “Don't try to do sexual innuendos, Steph. It just makes you more adorable.” Spencer said. He had grown rather attached to Stephanie over the last few weeks. He didn't know if it was because of the baby or if they'd have just clicked without it.

Spencer nodded his head. “Okay.” He said. Truthfully, Spence didn't know much about pregnancy and whatever tests they had to do. Was he fulfilling the stereotype that husbands were clueless about all of this? Perhaps he was. He smiled when she placed her head on his chest. “Yes, only a late morning class for the fifth years. Mondays are for seventh years, Tuesdays for sixth years, Wednesdays for third years and Thursdays for fourth years. That's my schedule, better memorise it.” Spence told her, chuckling.

“Oh, yes. How could I forget?” Spencer said, reaching over to slip her nightgown off before leaning down and planting another kiss on her lips.

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[STEPHANIE ABIGAIL BRESLER]

“We’ll leave after lunch on Friday?” Steph curled closer to Spencer, intertwining their legs. Absentmindedly, she ran her hand up and down Spencer’s side. Steph had always been a physical person, she liked touching people. She liked holding hands, cuddling, and contact. It was like a constant reminder they were there, and weren’t going anywhere.

“Mondays are for third years, Tuesdays for fifth years, Wednesdays for fourth years, Thursdays for sixth years and Fridays are for seventh years. You better memorize my schedule,” Steph said. Her class wasn’t the most popular, so all the classes were small. It made her job easier, only having fifteen or so students in each grade for each house. Steph knew several students only took her class because they thought it would be an easy class. She did her best to always challenge the class, and make it interesting.

Steph laughed as Spencer slipped of her nightgown, and kissed her on the lips. “Babe, I thought you were tired? Wouldn’t you just rather cuddle tonight?” Steph joked, as she moved on top of Spencer.

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notes: STEPENCE! & Baby Brestark!
Babybump
Song: Never Gonna Leave this Bed
TATTOOS: Here!

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[SPENCER LYNDON STARK]

“Sounds good.” Spencer told her. “Feels good too.” He said, smiling as he felt her hands. “You do know I sleep in the nude, yes?” He asked, caressing the top of her arm. Spencer didn’t mind cuddling. Women liked it. Why couldn’t he take advantage of them liking it? Give a little, take a little. He applied this to most of the things in his life. Plus, like he told Stephanie, it felt good just having her beside him. “Lucky for us we don’t have to deal with the first and second years. We get them when they’re slightly less silly.” Spencer said, attempting to remember her schedule. He’d have to get her to write it down for him.

Spencer looked at her as she straddled him, grinning. “Tired? No, you must have heard wrongly.” He told her, taking in the sight in front of him. “Still as beautiful as the first time I laid eyes on you.” Spencer said, eyes landing on the small bump of her tummy. It was a while later when both of them were lying on the bed. He didn’t know about her, but he was pretty satisfied. Spence kissed her again, speaking softly. “So, think you’ll be in a good mood tomorrow and predict good things for your students?” He asked.

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[STEPHANIE ABIGAIL BRESLER]

"I noticed that. Believe me, it taking all my self control to not attack you right now. I've never been one for sleeping in the nude, but i can appreciate those who do." Steph's hand trailed down to Spencer's hip and upper leg. She laughed softly.

Steph blushed at Spencer's statement. "Sometimes, its hard to believe you're real. You're just so perfect. You always not what to say, or how to calm me down. You always say and do the right things." Steph pressed her lips to Spencer's, and smiled.

A while later, Steph laid curled up with Spencer. As she drifted in and out of sleep, Steph heard Spencer ask something. "It doesn't really work like that. What I see doesn't depend on my mood. Yes, it's easier to see when I'm rested, but mood doesn't influence it. But, I'll probably be in a good. I might be nicer to my students." She said softly. "What about you? Is mean Professor Stark going to be nice tomorrow?" She teased.

It was four forty five in the morning next time she awoke. In her dreams, it was raining. She was getting soaked. When Steph awoke, her nose was bleeding. She shot up, and looked around the room for a box of tissues.

words: 212 wearing: here tag: Spencer! credit: LAVIEBOHEME @ caution 2.o
notes: STEPENCE! &baby Brestark!
Babybump
Song: Never Gonna Leave this Bed
TATTOOS: Here!

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[SPENCER LYNDON STARK]

“Well, I’m glad you appreciate sleeping in the nude.” Spencer said, wonder if they should lock the door. If anyone came in, they might be very surprised. But he supposed that worked for their story they’d cooked up. “Oh, I’m real. Just not perfect.” Spence told her. It would be hard to live up to someone’s expectations of thinking that you were perfect. He didn’t wish to burst her bubble by saying that it was just a matter of knowing how to deal with people. She was relatively easy to calm down and his actions? He was trying to be a nice guy.

She replied his question and posed one of her own. Spence laughed. “I’m not mean. I’m just realistic.” He informed her, tapping the top of her nose. He gave it to the students like it was. He made his rules of the classroom for a reason. They weren’t terribly hard to follow. Don’t interrupt him when he was talking. Raise your hands if you want to ask a question. Don’t speak out of turn. It was all very basic rules of a classroom.

The couple fell asleep soon enough, but it didn’t seem very long before Spencer felt the warmth of Stephanie’s body leave him. He opened his eyes sleepily, looking at her. “Steph…?” He called out, sitting up on the bed. He glanced at her and was jolted awake in an instant. “Woah. Blood.” He said, reaching for his wand and conjuring up tissues and cloths and handing them over to Steph. “Lean forward, pinch your nose, and keep pressure for like ten minutes.” Spencer said, hands on her back, ready to keep her in that postion.


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[STEPHANIE ABIGAIL BRESLER]

Steph pressed the tissues to her bleeding nose, and held them there. She could feel Spencer’s hand on her shoulder. She resisted the urge to lean forward. Stephanie was never one to rely on others, she was raised to fix her problems herself. Stephanie had been on her own for the last few years, and hadn’t need a prince on a white horse to save her. Why would she now?

“It’s not stopping,” she said after a few minutes. She was lucky, she’d never had any extrema sicknesses or injuries. The only one that stood out in Steph’s mind was when she was twenty. It was January of 2023, and Steph had a stomach bug. She had been alone, her flat mate out on holiday. Tristan, after getting no reply for a few days, had come to check on her. That was the only time she could remember, of her adult life, having someone take care of her.

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[SPENCER LYNDON STARK]

“That's because you're not leaning forward.” Spencer pointed out. Stephanie had refused to lean forward, for whatever reason, Spencer did not know. Granted, he wasn't a Healer, but a simple nosebleed he could handle. At least, he knew what steps to do to make it stop. If it didn't stop, well, then Hogwarts had a Healer. Who was also her best friend. “Or we could go visit that Healer friend of yours.” Spencer said.

If he knew what Steph was thinking in his head, he might have wanted to smack her. He didn't feel that this was relying on others for help. She had a nose bleed. It wasn't like her car broke down and she knew how to fix it but some dude decided to be a hero and help her, thinking she couldn't. At least, that was what Spence thought.

“I'm sure we can wake her up at this hour... her son too? Little ball of mischief that he is.” Spencer continued, in case Stephanie refused to lean forward again. Of course, the bleed could have stopped by now. Was this another symptom the pregnant women experienced? Mood swings, vomiting, headaches, nose bleeds... Spencer certainly didn't fancy it.



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