She lay there panting after what had just happened, the man beside her doing the same except his gaze seemed to be trained on the extravagant chandelier that hung over the bed, it's crystals shimmering against the light, reflecting that same dim light on the both of them, the sweat that laid on their bodies shining in some places, while the smell of sex mediated in the air. Her bed partner turned his head and looked at her a small smile painting his features, his eyes on the other hand didn't share the same warmth that his mouth did. She knew that he had Rachel, hell the man was living with her Santana and Kurt, but she didn't care. Or at least, she was pretending for the time being that she didn't. Seeing her ex and his new 'forever' at her teachers wedding was the last straw. She'd heard about the two of them and their affair from Santana and even heard what he'd said about his new boo, something that set her off. Not in the sense that was anger, but in a carefree way. She'd decided to give up on him and most men for the time being, focusing on the back up singing gig that Sam had gotten her, figuring that she might as well show him that she was better off without him, even if she had to utilize what he'd given her.
Shaking her head, Mercedes looked away from the man that was beside her and at the clock that was on the mahogany table that resided beside her, the time showing that it was in the wee hours of the morning. Finally gaining her breathing back, Mercedes sighed and wrapped her armed around herself before looking over at Brody again, noticing the wrinkle lines in his forehead and his furrowed brows as he not only chewed on his bottom lip but seemingly thought ferociously about something. Covering her face with her hands, Mercedes thought about what had just happened. They'd had some very long, intense and strenuous sex, resulting in multiple orgasms from her and several close calls for him. It had been different from what she was used to with Sam, the two of them had only had sex twice and while she'd been a virgin on their first encounter, it hadn't been as mind blowing as what this experience with Brody had been. Sam had been a gentle lover, but at times too gentle. And while the boy hadn't been a virgin, he didn't exactly last long inside of her, something that was extremely disheartening for the both of them. But this...It was different. While Brody had been gentle, he had also known and read when to be a little rough with her, something that not only shocked her, but pleasured her further than she ever had.
Hearing the rustling of sheets moved her out of her heated thoughts, glad that she was pulled out of them before she got herself aroused again. Looking at the source of the sound, she saw Brody going to move out of the bed, his lip between his teeth in concentration as he tried not to move to loudly and quickly. Sensing her movement, he looked at her, redness filling his already slightly pink cheeks before running a hand through his already messy hair, tousling it even further. "I thought you were asleep" he said, embarrassment heavy in his tone as he spoke towards her.
Mercedes let out a small chortle before looking at him incredulously. "Boy, who the hell falls asleep like that?" she asked, shaking her head as she held the sheet to her chest, sitting up against the fabric head board looking at him as he shrugged.
"You'd be surprised Merce" he told her, sending a knowing look towards her. "You're talking to the same man whose seen people fall asleep against a pole on the subway" he said, throwing the sheets away from his toned body and got up, throwing their used condom in the trash bin as he walked to the bathroom, grabbing his discarded boxers off of a nearby lamp shade as he did so, Mercedes' line of sight never changing from the small sway of his ample bottom as he left the room to freshen up."Have you actually seen that happen, because that seems like it'd be hella uncomfortable" she said into the empty room as she looked out the window into the still busy New York street, the nightlife shocking her slightly. She was used to it in LA, or well most of the time since her apartment wasn't in a very busy part of town since anything close to campus was extremely expensive. Never the less, it was still shocking to her to see so many cars bustling about in the night, knowing that nothing like this would be happening in Lima, and let out a sigh as she remembered her home town, smiling to herself as she brought up her legs, resting her head on her knees as she looked outside.
"You alright?" came from the man who was now standing in the doorway of the bathroom. Arms crossed, boxer clad while his eyebrows furrowed slightly in worry as he looked at her.
Tossing him a small smile, Mercedes stretched simply before nodding a little. "Yea, I'm fine. Just thinking about things" she told him with a small yet affirming nod, hoping that he understood what she meant.
What she'd told him wasn't a complete lie, she had been thinking, just not about everything that she should have been, like what he was going to do about Rachel, and what she was going to do about showing up at their apartment when everyone got back. Instead she'd been thinking about something as insignificant as the traffic that filled the streets. Brody gave her a skeptical look before shaking his head and chuckling a little as he walked around the room, picking up pieces of clothing, a combination of the both of their clothing choices for that night. "You know...You can talk to me about it...I know we don't know one another, but we just had sex, so I think there's a line that we're free to step over now" he told her, his voice low as he spoke. She stared at him as he sorted through their clothes throwing her jeans and blouse on the bed along with her lacy undergarments before putting his pants on top of her pile and started putting his shirt on, throwing the cotton over his head in a quick motion.
Mercedes sighed and simply nodded to him. "I know that Brody, but don't people normally hook up and just leave it at that?" she asked, her tone a little harsher than she'd intended, earning a raised brow from him.
"Well I'd say that that's how it normally is" he paused and grabbed his pants, putting his legs through the pants before returning to what he was saying. "But considering the situation we're in, I think that it'd be best for the both of us to at least try to get along, even if we have to act like it's the first time we're meeting one another in a few days" he said to her, doing up the zipper of his jeans and button before moving to his belt, the jingling of his belt buckle filling the quiet room as she digested what he said.
Groaning, Mercedes hung her head till it hit her knees again, shaking her head against the hardness of her fabric covered knee caps. "Why the hell do you have to be right about that?" she said into the small confine that she made before looking up at him, only to see the smile on his face as he laughed.
"Because I'm just that good" he said confidently as he sat on the bed beside her, resting his hands on his knee. "But seriously, you have my number now...If you want to talk to me, you can" he told her, putting out his hand, and ran it through her hair. A seemingly innocent movement sending a tingle down Mercedes' spine, making her reaction to what he said a reassuring smile. "I'll remember that, I promise" she said, finally looking at him. Her brown doe eyes connecting with him for a moment before his hand left her hair, the connection with both his eyes and his hand shattering as he got up to walk over to the small chair beside the elongated dresser to pick up his jacket, putting it on as his gaze shifted to the window that she herself had been looking out of moments before, his eyes squinting at the darkness. "What time is it?" he asked her, forcing her to reach beside her and grab the clock, reading the time before showing it to him. "It's three am, or well...Three fifteen to be on the dot" she told him before putting it back on the wood table with a thump, looking at him nodding his head. "Getting home is gonna be fun" he said with a laugh as he walked back into the bathroom.
Grabbing her bra off of the pile that Brody had picked up, she put it on and sighed. "You could just stay you know, I'm not gonna get emotional if you have to stay" she told him as she ran a hand through her hair, making sure that her weave was still alright and that she didn't need to go emergency hair salon hunting later.
"Merce, I would, but I can't" he said simply, his tone a little more morose than she was used to with him and didn't reply but simply offered him a understanding purse of the lips. "Fine, then. At least let me pay for a cab okay? You came down here for me, the least I could do is pay for you to get back home" she said to him sternly. She was set on paying for him to go home if he wasn't going to stay, even if it seemed like all she'd used him for was sex, it hadn't been like that and she was just trying to be a good friend and make sure he got home safe, even if he was a guy, going home this late at night, especially to a neighborhood like the one he and their friends lived in, she still wanted him to be safe. Ignoring the look that he gave her, Mercedes grabbed her underwear and slid them on before getting out of the bed, walking over to the dresser and took her wallet out of her purse, taking out sixty bucks and holding it out for him to take, as she attempted to put her wallet back into her purse.
"Mercedes, that's too much for a cab" he told her, looking at the money she handed him, his arms crossing over his chest as a form of rejection towards the small wad of money in his hand. Sighing, Mercedes rolled her eyes and closed the distance between the both of them, taking his hand, even though he struggled, and put the money in the strong yet calloused cavern of his hand, closing his fingers around his palm before looking up at him. "Please take it, I just want you to be safe okay? I wont take no for an answer about it either, so you either take it and go or stay here" she told him stubbornly, she too crossing her arms under her chest as she looked into his eyes, seeing the hesitation within them before hearing him sigh, a grin spreading across her features as she saw him giving in. "Fine, but I'm totally buying you lunch tomorrow" he told her as he reached out and took the back of her head in his hands, bringing his lips to her forehead, leaving a small yet impressionable kiss on her soft skin, causing Mercedes to chuckle. "Fine" she told him before patting his chest in a friendly manner.
Finding himself lingering there for a moment too long, Brody broke away and put his hand that had been on the back of her head under her chin, bringing her face up so she could look him in the eyes. "I had a wonderful time tonight Mercedes and your ex is really missing out. I'm proud to have gotten a piece of all that" he said, his eyes going downwards, assessing her body before looking back into her eyes. "I'll text you tomorrow" he said finally, laying a soft kiss on her lips before smiling and walking towards the door, exiting the room hastily, leaving a bewildered Mercedes standing in her underwear, wondering what the hell had just happened.
Shaking her head and telling herself to stop where her mind was going, Mercedes went over to her bag and grabbed her shower stuff, taking it out and walking into her bathroom, a whine coming out of her mouth as she saw the hickies that resided on her chest before closing the bathroom door and turning the shower on. Hoping and praying that things went smoothly between them later on, deciding to ignore thinking about how serious what they'd done was and just mingle in limbo for the night. She deserved a night of fun, even if it had been Rachel Berry's non exclusive boyfriend, she still deserved to live a little.