No Strings Attached


V.

"Hey Ced... Sam"

"Oh Brittany, what are you doing here?" Sam asked sleepily clad in only boxers and a wife beater.

"Who's at the door Sammy" Mercedes voice called from further in the house.

"It's Brittany" Sam yelled towards the direction that Mercedes was in.

"Let her in then white boy" Mercedes yelled back.

"I was just about to do that before you interrupted" Sam muttered irritably hoping that Mercedes wouldn't hear him. But she did, and she was currently walking towards the door dressed similarly to Sam in the sense that she was barely wearing any clothes. Actually, because of the silk dressing gown she was wearing you couldn't actually tell if she was wearing any thing to begin with.

"What did you say Sammy?" Mercedes said whacking Sam upside the head.

"Nothing, I was just saying what a great best friend you were" Sam said, pouting and rubbing the now sore spot on his head.

"Lies. That's all I'm hearing" Mercedes turned her attention the the other blonde standing on her doorstep. "Hey Brittany, sorry about Sam, why don't you come on in" she said walking into the house with Sam hot on her trail.

Brittany stood there for a moment just silently stating how much the two of the looked and behaved like a married couple and stating that despite that fact they were still not together. She quickly shook herself out of her thoughts before following the duo into Mercedes' house, shutting the door behind her.

She walked into the living room to find Sam now wearing pajama bottoms and a white top instead of the boxers and wife beater her was previously sporting, Mercedes' attire hadn't changed but now inside the brightly lit living room Brittany could clearly see the purpley blue love bites that adorned her neck.

In fact upon closer inspection Brittany realized that Sam's neck was sporting the same thing, she let her mind go back to when Sam first opened the door, she remembered seeing the beginnings of little bite-sized bruises on the area of his chest that was visible in the wife beater he was wearing.

Brittany blushed, it was now very obvious what the two of them had been doing last night and possibly this morning, she also considered the fact that she might have actually interrupted something. Sam and Mercedes shared a look, before staring at Brittany in confusion. Brittany was just as confused at first but then realized that they were probably wondering why she was blushing.

"It's really hot in here" she weakly explained. The other two shared a glance but brushed off the response.

"So, where's your sister 'Cedes?" Brittany asked, silently wondering how these two could get up to such things with her unknowing sister in the house again.

"Dunno to be honest, I didn't really see much of her at the party, maybe she went to crash at one of her friends, I wasn't really paying much attention to her last night" Mercedes answered.

'I wonder why' Brittany thought.

"But she should be back son, considering as she can't survive without a daily brunch cooked by yours truly." Mercedes said, beaming in a teasing manner.

"So not trying to be rude or anything... but why are you here Brittany" Sam said, slightly agitated.

"So I had interrupted something" Brittany muttered under her breath.

"Pardon, what was that" Sam asked.

"Oh, I said that I think I had forgotten my hay-fever tablets over here" Brittany covered quickly.

"Yeah, I saw those, they were in my basement Mercedes said. But I picked them up and put them on my dresser so I would remember to give them to you today. I can run and get them if you like" Mercedes said,

"No, it's alright. I can get them on my way out. Your room's still the same right?" Brittany clarified.

"Yeah it is..."

"Then I'll get them. No need for you to have to go all that way."

"It's just at the other side of the..." Brittany left the room. "hall..." Mercedes finished weakly.

"What was that all about?" Sam asked.

"I have honestly got no idea." Mercedes said, shrugging slightly.

Brittany sighed a huge sigh of relief when she exited the living room. There was only so much eye sex she could handle, especially from two people that weren't even supposed to be eye sexing each other. She easily found her way to Mercedes' bedroom and opened the door. She was half expecting to find some other half drunk passed out people in the room, but then remembered that since the only people that knew about their 'fuck buddy' relationship were the glee club, Sam and Mercedes probably wouldn't get it on in front of a bunch of random people.

She looked around the room trying to spy Mercedes' dresser, before she found it in all it's purple glory by the window of the large expanse of the room. There were three boxes of pills on the table. Brittany's hay fever tablets, a box of Advil pain killer,... and Mercedes birth control pills. Brittany had her hand over the box of her hay fever tablets, when a vibration from her phone in her pocket scared her, making the boxes filled with the various pills, tumble to the floor, the contents of them spilling out.

"Shoot" Brittany said under her breath. But she still pulled her phone out. It was a message from Santana, telling her to hurry home if she wanted some lady kisses before work. Brittany smiled at her girlfriend before putting her phone away, she could text her once she had left Mercedes' house.

She turned her attention to the pills and boxes strewn across the floor. Right, which box goes with which pill. She picked up the box for Advil and put it in the middle, the box for her tablets on her left and Mercedes' pills on the right. Now it was just left with picking which pills belong to which box.

She had placed the Advil in it's rightful container when another message brought her out of her task. It was from Santana again, she read the message and laughed at it's urgency before being filled with some urgency of her own and taking Mercedes' birth control pills and putting it in the box on the left and her hay fever tablets in the box on the right. She placed the other boxes on her right before grabbing the box on the left and leaving Mercedes' apartment.


VI.

"Can you hear that" Sam asked.

"Hear what? Mercedes asked. "I can't hear anything"

"Exactly, it's silent. You know what that means, we have the house to ourselves. And I for one would really like to finish what we started" Sam said seductively, turning on his famous Evans' charm whilst kissing Mercedes' neck.

"Sammy..." Mercedes whined. "You know that ain't right, my sister will be home soon." she said, trying to resist but falling victim to Sam's seducing ways.

"Come on baby, I know you want me. My sexy little vixen" Sam said, dragging his tongue across Mercedes neck slowly.

"Sam, fuck. Don't say things like that, god.", Mercedes answered. "You look pretty sexy yourself."

Sam just smirked and pressed their lips together again. Their tongues battled for dominance and Sam reached between their bodies and stroked Mercedes' pussy through the silk of her gown.

Sam untied the fabric around Mercedes' gown, and slowly, very teasingly eased it off Mercedes' shoulders before placing it back there again.

"Oh yeah, your sister will be back home soon" Sam teased mockingly, knowing that Mercedes' would already be too far gone to resist him.

"Please, Sammy.", Mercedes breathed.

"What do you want, baby?", Sam asked teasingly as he toyed with the dark chocolate of Mercedes erect nipples through the silk of her robe.

"You know what I want, don't be a tease!" Mercedes whined.

Sam grinned devilishly and rubbed his fingers against her nipples, that were standing straight up through the thin fabric of her clothes.

"Oh honey, I don't think that I know what you want.", he answered in a mock sheepish tone.

Mercedes just grabbed Sam's hand and shoved it on top of her breasts.

"Just fucking touch me!", she ordered and Sam wrapped his fingers around Mercedes's nipples, teasing them and pinching them.

"Oh, now I understand." Sam said coyly as he brought his mouth to Mercedes' chocolate mounds.

Sam licked Mercedes' right nipple whilst fondling the other one with his hand to make sure that it was getting equal attention, Mercedes on the other hand was a moaning mess, losing her shit under Sam's touch.

"Please, I want more, babe.", Mercedes panted and her blonde companion nodded eagerly.

Sam lay Mercedes down on the chair and slid the dressing gown off of her sensitive body he slid two long, pale fingers between her folds and slowly teased, rubbing them across her hardening nub.

"Please, Sam..." Mercedes asked and Sam knew immediately what she wanted. He gently pulled her legs apart and brought his tongue to her clit, flicking it through her pink folds. Sam knew Mercedes wouldn't last long and that she wouldn't want to be kept on the brink for too long.

"Sammy, babe, you're so good at this.", Mercedes' exclaimed and lost it completely.

Se thrusted her hips into the wet heat of Sam's mouth, guiding his tongue to her spot. Mercedes closed his eyes tightly as he felt the familiar heat that built up in her stomach.

...o...0...o...0...o...0...o...

"Mercedes?" her sisters voice called through the house.

"Mercedes? Girl I know you're here don't play games with me, I can see your car in the driveway" Cynthia-Rose was a sharp girl, with an even sharper tongue, much like a certain Latina friend that Mercedes had. That was one of the things that drew Mercedes to Santana, her likeness to her sister.

"Mercedes child, where are you... oh for the love of everything that is holy" she said, as she entered the living room and took a look at the scene in front of her.

Sam and Mercedes froze, hearing the unmistakable tone of Mercedes' sister's voice. Sam removed his head from between Mercedes legs and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and his hand on his pajama bottoms. Mercedes tried to casually put her morning gown on, but it was no use, they were busted.

"Hey Cynthie, what are you doing here"

"AW HELL NO!" Cynthia said, "You better sit your ass down, you too white boy. Y'all have some explaining to do."

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"So You guys mean to tell me that for the past 6 months you've been fucking each other like jack rabbits" Cynthia said once the two had finished their story.

The duo nodded, like a pair teenagers being caught making out in the janitors closet.

"You mean you're fucking but your not together..." Cynthia-Rose clarified.

The duo nodded again, their eyes facing the ground.

"That is some next Justin Timberlake, Mila Kunis shit" Cynthia-Rose began, "Next thing I know you'll be declaring your undying love for each other in some restaurant."

"It's not like that" Mercedes quickly interjected much to Sam's disappointment. "Sam and I could never love each other in that way, I mean I love him and he's hot and all but not like that" Mercedes said, as if she seem disgusted by the thought.

"Hhmm hmm" Cythina-Rose sassed, not really believing a word that was coming out of her sister's mouth.

"It's true... Mercedes and I are simply just friends with benefits, there are... no string attached" Sam said weakly.

Cynthia called BS on both of them in her head, especially Sam, that boy could never lie for shit. "Well that explains a lot" she said to humor them.

"What?!" both Sam and Mercedes said, shocked.

"I mean ever since Puck stole Sam's clothes and towel at the beach and we got a glimpse of his glorious ass and his not-so-teensy-weeny tingly-tong, you've been wanting to ride up on that thing."

"You have"

"Was it that obvious" The two said.

"Yes Sam, and yes Mercedes, it was that obvious."

"Wait, so are you okay with this." Mercedes asked.

"I don't like it, but this past six months you've been less cranky, so I'm guessing that Blondie must know what to do with that huge bing-bong of his." Cynthia shrugged.

"Please don't tell mom or dad" Mercedes said,

"Or my parents..." Sam said

"Or any one not in New Directions" Mercedes finished, pleading with her sister.

"I promise guys, your nasty ass secret is safe with me" She said, smirking. She turned to face Mercedes, "So lil' sis, you better spill. Is it good? It would totally suck if the sex was bad, especially with someone with a body that banging and peen that huge"

"Girl, that's nasty. I'm not telling you that... your my sister. You don't need to know shit about my sex life"

"Well then you shouldn't have been fucking on my sofa in our house" Cynthia sassed.

"Haha very funny" Mercedes said, and the banter began.

Sam sat awkwardly at the edge of the sofa, not really wanting to talk to anyone. Did their relationship really mean that little to Mercedes? He felt like a total fool for beginning to fall for her, his momma always told him he fell for the wrong girls, and she was right.


I'M SORRY FOR THE WAIT, YOU CAN ALL GET YOUR WATER GUNS AND START SHOOTING ME. I HOPE THIS IS WORTH IT. I'VE DECIDED TO PUT THE REST OF 'THE LUCKY ONE' INTO ONE LOOONG CHAPTER, BECAUSE UPDATING IS A BITCH AND THAT STORY ISN'T GOING TO BE THAT LONG!

HOPE YOU ENJOYED AND REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW!

xX Janelle Xx