No Strings Attached
I.
"Happy Birthday 'Cedes"
"Thanks Sam..." she said
"Sam..." Mercedes asked.
"Hmmm"
"Kiss Me" He didn't have to be told twice. They hadn't seen each other in 3 weeks.
They clumsily kissed each other and headed out the door of the diner, ignoring all the strangers who were completely baffled and shocked by their behavior. They stumbled towards Sam's car. Their mouths finally parted when Sam had to unlock his car and get in. Her hands flew to Sam's chest. She tried not to distract him while he drove, but she loved the way she could feel his abs while his shirt was still on.
"Your place or my apartment?" Sam asked, trying to drive and ignore the fact that Mercedes was touching him.
"Mine. Mine's closer." She said.
Mercedes parked his car, the- couple- that -claimed -they -weren't -a -couple - but -everyone -around -them -thought- they- should -be- a -couple-couple began kissing each other hastily again, only separating so that they could exit the car. They resumed their kissing once they got out. Mercedes opened her eyes to make sure her sister wasn't home. She didn't want to explain to her sister about how she was sorta-fucking Sam Evans without actually dating him...
"Are you on... birth control?" Sam asked in a hushed tone.
"You don't have to be so quiet." Mercedes chuckled. "Nobody's home. And you think that I'm not, after all the sex we've had? Don't you think I would have been pregnant by now if I wasn't on it?"
"Well, you know... I don't want anything unexpected happening." Sam said.
Mercedes laughed at that one again. She looped her arms around Sam's neck, and he gently placed his hands on her waistq. She kissed him, and he kissed her back. This wasn't just an emotional kiss it was a "friends with benefits" sex kiss and neither of them minded that fact
She took Sam's hand and began to drag him into her house, and into her bedroom.
Mercedes began pulling at Sam's tie, and it quickly became loose and fell to the floor. Clothes began piling up on the floor, and shamelessly, too. They weren't afraid of each others' bodies anymore, after all the times they had sex.
Sam pushed his Mercedes lightly towards the bed, being careful not to be too rough. His hands ran down her bare body, stopping at her right breast. He leaned in to kiss her bountiful breasts, sucking on her gently.
He let Mercedes lie down on the bed, and then he hovered over her, kissing every inch of her skin that he could. He no longer needed Mercedes to give him commands of what to do to pleasure her. They'd been doing this for so long it was almost like second nature.
As Sam kissed her body, Mercedes grabbed the blue blanket they used when they first slept together. She covered their bodies with it.
Sam moved down from Mercedes' stomach, and went under the blanket to kiss her lower area. His tongue began to enter her clit, eliciting moans, gasps, and screams from Mercedes.
"Oh motherfucking Jesus, don't stop!" Mercedes moaned. She clenched the bed sheets as Sam continued to use his tongue to enter her body.
"I need you inside of me Sammy, please"
"What do you want Mercedes?"
"I want you to fuck me," She moaned quietly
"I can't hear you 'Cedes... what do you want?"
"I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME SAM. GOD DAMMIT!" Mercedes screeched and Sam smirked, he loved it when she begged. They both groaned/ moaned respectively when Sam's large member entered the hot- slickness of Mercedes' heat.
"Fuck..."
"Faster... oh shit SAMMY just like that!"
"You like that huh? You like it when I fuck your pretty pussy like that"
"Yes!? OH I FUCKING LOVE IT"
"Say my name"
"SAMMMMYYYYY"
That's all that could be heard in Mercedes s apartment complex. That's all that could be heard on most nights to be honest. Just the sound of moans and screams and the skin of the lovers connecting with each other.
As the two of them came down from there high. They just lay there. Not embracing the other or whispering sweet terms of endearment. Just literally laying there. Mercedes Jones and Sam Evans were the literal dictionary definition of the word 'Fuck Buddies' because that's just what they were. Two friends that like to get in the sheets with each other. Most people didn't believe that a straight man and a straight woman could sleep with each other regularly and not have feelings getting into the mix but boy were they wrong.
The whole 'lets be friends who sleep with each other thing started 6 months ago when Sam and Mercedes were watching a movie together and were generally just bitching. About life, about relationships and about how society and their friends didn't it right to just have sex with No Strings attached. Mercedes and Sam voiced their similar agreements on the matter and BAM! Here they were six months later in bed, post sex but not together.
"Hey Sam..."
"Yeah Mercedes..."
"How was work?"
"It was good, boss been kicking my ass ... they want the new Comic Book draft to be in by Monday and between Quinn constantly stalking me and you constantly doing me I haven't really had the time to do anything." Sam admitted, smirking on the last half of his sentence.
"Oh my gosh Sam. I am so sorry if this" she said gesturing to the two of their naked forms "Is cutting into your work time. Then we might as well end what ever this is" she finished.
"NO!" Sam said a little bit too hastily. "I mean... We don't have to stop this... I kinda need this in a way" Sam said blushing.
"I know this sound selfish but this is kinda a stress reliever for me. It's not cutting into my work life or running madness in my love life. It's just me. You. My bed, or yours and..."
"I get it Sam..." Mercedes spoke up. "I need this too... it's nice to be able to work out all my pent up ST on someone without worrying about it becoming more"
"ST?" Sam questioned, a blonde eye brow quirking upwards.
"Sexual Tension" Mercedes clarified.
"Yeah, I agree. With you I don't have to worry about you stalking me in the middle of the night... it's just sex. Hot, Steamy sex."
"You forgot, sexy and passionate." Mercedes snarked
"Oh right passionate, but of course sex is going to be sexy. It's sex. The purpose of sexiness is sex! It's in the name..." Sam smirked.
"Of course Sammy..."
"Good, so know that we've got that settled, tell me about your day..."
II.
"This has got to stop" Kurt Hummel said from behind his booth in a cafe in New York.
"I agree, it's just getting too much for me to handle. It's driving Britts insane. You know how she is... her perception of the world is very simple and she can't understand why the two of them can sleep together but not be together." Santana said.
"Apart from Brittany, what about them. I mean I know sexually the two of them are satisfied... but what about emotionally you know? Don't you think they crave someone that they can come home to every night? Some one they can trust with their lives? Someone that they want to spend the rest of their life with?" Tina, ever the drama queen cried, her eyes filling with tears.
"Okay... we get it it girl-chang. They need stability." Kurt said.
"And they sure as hell ain't going to get it by being best friends by day and fucking each other senseless by night" Santana said.
"I've tried to get Mercedes to talk about it, and explain her reasons for the whole FWB thing with Sam but she's not saying anything." Tina said.
"Yeah, same here. I can't count the amount of times Brittany has prayed that Lord Tubbington would 'reveal' to her the answers as to why them to are doing that shit. I mean Trouty's hot. Aretha's hot but still... they ain't getting any younger and time's ticking."
"Don't say that... I feel old" Tina said
"Of course you would, your getting married,"
"I'm only 23, that's not old." Tina protested,
"Fine, think what you want but I say you need to date for at least 3 years before your ready for marriage and even if they found their prince charming/ Cinderella tonight they'd be 26 and wrinkly before they tied the knot" Santana said.
"Ladies, STOP" Kurt whisper yelled. "Cedes told me why she and Sam agreed to this 'arrangement'"
"WHAT!?"
"WHEN?!" Were the outbursts from the two women/
"Last week... I guess she finally got tired of me constantly asking her and she spilled."
"Well Porcelain... what did she say?"
"Calm your rubber tits Satan, I'm about to say..." Kurt scolded, taking a sip of his coffee.
"So, she said it was to do sex..."
"Obviously..." Santana rolled her eyes.
Kurt gave her a death glare.
"I was just stating what me and Tina Cohen Chang-Chang were thinking"
"Okay like I was saying... she said it was about sex and having it with out all the implications and complications that having relationships have"
"What do you mean? 'Cedes hasn't really had a relationship in years. And even the ones she did have, she dumped them..." Tina said.
"Yeah, I know. But do you remember why she didn't want to be in a relationship?"
"Quinn" Santana said an icy tone came into her normally sultry voice.
"Yeah, Quinn messed Sam up pretty bad by cheating on him with John and then getting pregnant..." Tina trailed off
"We all know that, we were there when Lisa Rinna was crying her eyes out... what's that got to do with Mercy?"
"I guess she saw how messed Sam was and decided she didn't want that to ever happen to her. That's why she broke things off with her boyfriends before they could ever get the chance to hurt her."
"I don't even know why the blonde bitch would cheat on Sam anyway, we all know Trouty puts its downs with his gigantasaurus monster peen. I doubt that uptight account John would be able to any better."
"We don't know why she cheated on Sam, but it happened so lets just get over it okay. The fact is they became friends with benefits because she didn't want what happened to Sam to happen to her and he didn't want a repeat of the Quinn situation." Kurt said "Okay moving on... are the two of you going to the party at Cedes' apartment tonight?"
"Yeah, we are by we I mean me and my Britt-Bratt... No matter what she does with her vagina, Mercedes is my girl and I wouldn't miss her birthday bash for the world." Santana said.
"Yeah, Same with Mike and I... we'll be there."
"Good, and don't be late. I know how you and Mike are Tina, with your freaky Asian kinky sex... no matter how tempted you get by his dancers abs do not give in okay?" Kurt warned.
"Kay Kurt..." Tina said embarrassed by Kurt's lack of subtlety
"Alright... you guys won't guess what..." Kurt said as he launched himself into a full on conversation about Mrs. Tanners bad outfit co-ordination.
Santana and Tina shook their heads. In their eyes, no matter what the reasoning, the whole relationship was messed up and they either needed to break up or get together for real.
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