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Summary : Sam and Mercedes hate each other :
Mercedes P.O.V.
Mercedes really hated Sams guts. He always had something to say, but only when it had to do with her. She really didn't understand what the fuck his problem was. The way he acted towards her you would think he was a kindergartner and he had a crush, but he nipped that idea in the bud a long time ago.
"Mr. Schue, I think we should do Whitney songs, on behalf of her death" she said
"That's a stupid idea" Sam responded back
"But I don't remember anyone asking for your opinion" she spat back crossing her arms over her chest
"Well this is Glee and we should agree on ideas and yours is stupid, simple" Sam retorted
"That's enough, the way you guys are acting you would think you liked each other" Mr. Schue said
"HA! Never! maybe if he were smarter and able to read" Mercedes spat
"And if she were 30 pounds less" Sam said back
"You are such a dick" Mercedes yelled
"Dick.. something you'll never get" he said back
He really pissed her off, like she did nothing and he was acting this way. What the actual fuck.
Sam P.O.V.
Sam didn't really hate Mercedes in fact he liked her but he didn't have a way with words so they always came out as insults. He didn't mean them but she annoyed him, she always felt like he was coming at her, or he had a vendetta against her. She never tried to include him in anything, it was annoying . He remembers when they first went at it, it was completely her fault.
"Hey Mercedes" he tried talking to her
"Sam... hey?" she asked a question more than gave an answer
"I like your shirt, but don't you think it's to tight" he asked. He wasn't making a joke or anything, he was just stating it because he didn't want guys just staring at her chest. But of course, with out asking questions she assumed he was coming at her.
"Well, your dumb, but you still come to school" she spat. Sam was dumbfounded, she knew about his dyslexia, yet she still used it as a low blow, was she serious?
"And your over weight, guess we both have problems we should work on huh?" he didn't mean it one bit, but she made him say it, she made it come out.
"Go to hell" she spat
"You first" he sad back and walked away.
That day is where it all began, where their hatred for each other started, it always ended up in him being "Dumb"or her being "Fat" even though she definitely wasn't, she had beautiful curves.
Mercedes & Sam P.O.V.
"Okay class we're doing group work, and before you get to excited we're picking names out of a hat, no unfair pairings, so Mercedes you're up first" he finished. Mercedes walked up to the class, crossing her fingers and chosing a name, preying to god it was anyone but Sam, but as god would have it :
"Sam Evans" she said his name like it left a bad taste in her mouth
"Come one Mr. Schue, someone trade with me this won't work" he said
"I'm sorry Sam, deal with it. In life you won't always choose who you end up with that's just how it is" he finished, after everyone picked he spoke again.
"Okay, we're just doing duets, so work hard winner gets the duet spot for nationals, class is dismissed" he finished
"My house or yours" she asked rolling her eyes
"why the attitude already? You need to get laid" he finished
"Oh, because you're not getting none that means I should be getting some?" she asked
"Not getting none, I can have any female I want don't get it twisted" he said
"Not every female" she rolled her eyes and walked away. He was going to let it go but he needed to know where she lived.
"What time and address. Virgin Mary?" he asked. She rolled her eyes and walked back towards him and gave him her address.
Sam got to her house and knocked on the door, he really didn't want to be here. After their argument earlier, he knew things would be awkward. He knocked on the door, and waited. She opened it to let him in, with out saying a word she walked upstairs to her room,so he could follow.
"Can I sit?" he asked pointing to her bed
"Go ahead" she said. Usually his words didn't get to her, but they dd this time. She damn sure wasn't a virgin, and she knew she wasn't bad in bed either.
"So what song do you want to do?" he asked. She ignored him and walked over to him and straddled his lap, each of her thighs on either sides of his legs. She took his face into her hands and kissed the life out of his lips. At first he was shocked, he didn't know what to do but it felt so good, her mouth on his felt so right. They fought for dominance, going at it with their tongues, they explored each others mouth kissing passionately. His hands automatically went to her ass, and he gave it a good squeeze, causing her to moan in his mouth. She pulled back with her eyes still closed and his hands still on her ass, he loved how her ass felt in his hands, she had ass for days and it was such a turn on and so attractive.
"Wow" he said looking into her eyes for any sign of regret, but with out a doubt it was lust. She slowly got off his lap even though he protested. She took off her shirt, then pulled down her leggings. She was left in her boy shorts and lacy bra. Sam almost passed out, her body was out of this world. She pulled down the boy shorts, then unhooked her bra and stood in front of him butt naked in all her glory. He felt a discomfort in his pants, his dick was begging to be released, he started undoing his belt but she walked over and unbuckled it for him. She took his member out his underwear and just stared at it, it looked amazing, hard as hell and his tip was pink as hell. She stroked him a few times wrapping her hands around it twisting back and forth. She took him into her mouth sucking him up and down. She swirled her tongue around his head, and took him all the way down her throat the best she could, and stroked what couldn't fit. Sam almost lost his shit, he bent his head back and grasped the back of her head, pushing her head back making her go deeper if that was possible. She licked him up and down, and swirled her tongue around his tip again, she massaged his balls, and he almost lost it, but he relaxed himself, he wanted this to last. She started humming, and he was done, he unloaded himself into her mouth, and she licked it all up, she gave him a searing kiss, he sucked on her bottom lip causing her to moan. She straddled his lap again, and took of his shirt, she got off and pulled at his pants and he took it off, he was naked along with her.
"Condom?" she asked, he was shocked by her one word answer, the first time she's spoke since they started
"Umm, yea" he reached into his back packet took out his wallet and took out his extra condom, she snatched it from his hands, and opened it with her mouth, it turned him on. She got off his lap and stroked him a couple of times, he instantly got hard, just looking at her naked made him hard. She put the condom on and stroked him again to make sure it was on right. He tried to lead her to the bed, but she wasn't having that. She pushed him on his back on the bed. She straddled him and got on top of him, and she slowly slid down, he was so huge, that it hurt, but she wouldn't let it phase her. Sam almost lost the ability to breath, she was so tight. His hands immediately went to her ass, with out giving him warning she started moving up and down. She started out slow but picked up her pace, she was on a mission, she was gonna make him come first. She used the headboard to balance herself, and she started bouncing up and down, moving faster and faster,with out stopping. She bounced on his dick up and down, with every bounce she made it harder. She kept going on and on, and she knew he was reaching his limit, he wasn't even speaking English, he was down to Navi, but she ignored and bounced harder and faster, she was close to but her name needed to be at the end of his mouth, she increased her speed, she was close but he came first, then she came right after.
"HOLY SHIT! HAVE MERCY, MERCY" He said the last part in English.
"Who's holy Mary now? Who came first? Who's name did you scream?" she asked.
