A/N: Just like Prom Night, this story will feature some carryover from one-shot to one shot. Mercedes arrives at school with her new boyfriend in each chapter, for a mandatory 7am Glee rehearsal that I decided was called for. Also, in every chapter there will be some Glee kids' interactions, revelations and reactions… as well as an outside-of-school date and song lyrics.
Oh, and Annikay, there's a little Easter Egg in here for you… Dream a Little Dream is my life, and the day you and Illy finally approved my membership in the Yahoo group was like my birthday and Christmas all rolled into one.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the songs mentioned in this story or the characters of Glee.
As Long As You're Mine
Finn POV:
This past weekend was awesome. It actually started completely crap-tastic; Prom sucked big hairy balls. But I spent most of the rest of the night with Mercedes…we got close, and now she's my new girlfriend. The two of us spent most of Sunday in my basement together; talking, making out and playing around with songs we could sing together in Glee. Then my stepbrother came into the room and started shooting us all these crazy confused looks. When told him we were a couple he seemed really happy, but grilled us for an hour about how we ended up together. By the time Mercedes got ready to go home we had his blessing, and he had a lot of dirt. It was fun. Then my girl and I made plans to ride to school together the next day and kissed each other goodbye.
New Directions won Regionals last month, so we're all gonna meet at school early Monday morning to talk about set lists and performance rehearsals for Nationals. I'm really excited, because I want us to do a good job; plus, we really need to start writing or picking out some songs. But I'm also a little bit scared, because I'm sure Quinn and Rachel will flip out when they find out I'm with 'Cedes now. I really want to be happy with my new girlfriend, so I totally made up my mind to be a bastard if either one of them starts acting all crazy. If Mercedes breaks up with me because my exes try to mark me as their territory or hurt her feelings I think I'll flip. She's the best thing to happen to me in a long time, so I'm nipping it in the bud today.
We walked into the choir room hand in hand right before rehearsal was supposed to start. It looked like my girl and I were the last ones to make it; that is, we were last if Rachel was in the teacher's workroom harassing Mr. Shue about something. And she probably was. Everybody else was there, though; yawning or whispering to whoever sat beside them. Santana and Brittany were sitting on the bottom row next to where Artie usually parks. Tina and Mike had their heads together and hands gripped between themselves. Quinn was seated in the upper right hand corner of the room by herself, and Sam was four or five seats to her right. Kurt was two or three seats below them, and Lauren was leaning heavily onto Puck right in the middle of the back row. In a way it was really great that we were last, because we could get all our "coming out to Glee" drama out in the open all at once. But it was also kinda bad because Mercedes seemed really nervous about telling everybody at one time. I guess she didn't wanna have to answer questions from all 11 of our friends, one right after the other. I figured if I pulled the Band-Aid off for her it might hurt less, so I clasped Mercedes hand tighter and cleared my throat.
"Hey, everybody… Me and Mercedes wanna tell you guys something. Do you mind?"
Kurt gave me a knowing look and nodded, and Pizes started whispering but aside from that everybody straightened up to listen.
"It won't take long. I just wanted introduce you guys to my new girlfriend…" I raised my hand which was still wrapped around hers. "…Mercedes Jones!"
"Way to go Hudson!" Puck congratulated. Lauren nodded beside him.
Mike and Tina shot each other a proud look like they arranged it or something. "God, we hoped that's what the surprise was," Tina put in.
"Yeah, that's great you guys," chimed in Mike. Right after that everybody heard a voice out in the hallway and we turned to face the door.
"…because it is imperative Mr. Shue, that we secure a Nationals set list that is both dignified and fun. We have to send the message that we are a competition choir to be reckoned with while performing songs that resonate with the judges' panel and audience at large. I've told you time and time again…"
Everybody quit congratulating us when we figured out it was Rachel harassing our teacher.
"Does Rachel know?" Sam wondered. "Because if she comes in here and tries to hit on me again to make you jealous…"
"Don't flatter yourself, Sam." Quinn shot across the row. She seemed sort of pissed.
Mercedes and I walked over to sit right in front of Puck and Lauren and shook our heads "no," just in time to see Rachel and Mr. Shue walk through the door.
"…which is why you and I have present a united front while the team is choosing which songs we will perform for Nationals. I can make suggestions that work best with our most engaging voices, and you have veto power. Together we can decide what will ultimately be best for the entire…"
Mr. Shue was running really fast to where his dry erase board was posted like he wanted to get away from Rachel. She was right behind him running her mouth a mile a minute. "Okay, every one…let's get started. Rachel, have a seat…" She did, but it looked like she didn't want to. "We need to get a running start on song selection for Nationals; decide whether we should continue singing original songs or not…and also decide which of you should sing lead."
Rachel put her finger in the air to comment, but Artie beat her to the punch. "Mr. Shue, regardless of whether or not we write our own songs we should have a definite set of leads in mind when we start making selections. That'll narrow down the search."
"I agree…" Rachel started, but Tina cut her off.
"That's true," Tina agreed. "Even if we choose to sing stuff we don't write ourselves, we can decide on genres and ranges based on the featured performers."
Everybody nodded. It sounded like a good idea to me too. I bent down to smooch Mercedes on the cheek since I know whenever we discuss leads and stuff she usually ends up getting mad.
Finally Rachel got a chance to say whatever it was she'd been trying to say since she sat down, "Well, I know that everyone here is aware of how I feel about going to New York City and letting the city itself inspire our songwriting." Then she looked around the room, probably hoping somebody would cosign. But mostly everybody just rolled their eyes. "As for lead selection, obviously we can begin our performance with an original song in the style of a Broadway show-stopper featuring me…" Rachel placed her hand on her chest just like Miss Piggy does when she says "moi…" and I wondered if I was the only one picturing her saying it in my head. Then Mercedes giggled, and I decided she was probably thinking the same thing. "…followed by a romantic ballad sung as a duet between Finn and I…"
Rachel shot me a hungry look and I gripped Mercedes' hand a little tighter. My girl placed her lips on my neck in response, and I had to hold back a moan.
"…and ending with an up-tempo group number where the rest of you each get a line."
She looked around the room at all the people getting quietly pissed off at what she was saying. "What alternative is there…who else could possibly lead us to victory?"
"Oh I don't know…" Santana stood up and gestured around the room while Britt tugged on her skirt so she'd sit down. "…practically everybody up in here?"
Puck chimed in next. "Yo, Satan's right…you and Finn ain't the only ones in the club with voice!"
Lauren didn't even try to calm Puck down; instead she added, "I agree. Think about it Mr. Shue; if somebody else does a lead, then we can finally add some R&B or that New Jack Swing stuff Puck told me you like so much..."
I remembered Mr. Shue calling all that Acafellas music he picked New Jack something. But most of those songs were fast. If we did that we'd still need a ballad…
"… and you know Berry can only pull off pop and show tunes," Lauren continued.
Mr. Shue seemed to be thinking it over; rubbing his chin and squinting his eyes like he hadn't ever considered it before. "Thanks, Lauren, that's certainly an idea."
"It could be fun, too…" Sam chimed in. "…I bet if we picked the right song we could get the whole audience and the judges singing along. I figure anybody who'd agree to be on the panel probably loves all kinds of music, not just the obvious choices. If we can make 'em snap their fingers and dance in their seats…"
"You're not wrong, Sam…" Mercedes finally spoke up. For a minute I was kinda worried that my girl only started adding to the discussion so she could agree with Evans. I mean, they were Prom dates, and I bet they had a great time together. Plus, it would be just my luck for Sam to pay me back for stealing Quinn by stealing 'Cedes. That train of thought was making me a little angry so I pushed it out of my head. "…plus, we're long overdue for an overhaul on our style, anyway." Mercedes looked happy and brought our hands up so she could kiss my fingers. It calmed me down.
"Mercedes and Artie should sing the duet," Mike chimed in. "They could do a seriously classic R&B ballad and wow everybody. Remember when Rachel and Mr. Shue did Endless Love? No offense, but they didn't even try to sound anything like Lionel and Diana. But Artie and Mercedes could totally slay something like that.
Everybody except Rachel agreed with Mike, even Mr. Shue.
"Wait! Stop it!" By that time Rachel was flustered and sputtering. "You guys…" she took a deep breath before starting again. "While I agree that there are several New Directions girls with strong vocal abilities, I have to also point out that none of them have enough experience on the stage to wow an audience of this size. I have years of training under my belt that makes me the perfect choice for the starring role. I've taken classes on voice projection, stage presence, and emoting for most of my life." Then she tried to catch Mr. Shuester's eye so he'd agree with her. But he was still lost in thought. So she continued. "I have experience with local theater and pageantry, even. Can't you see that I'm the only female here who's in any way prepared to perform on a National stage?"
"Mercedes…" I knew Kurt was on my girlfriend's side in this, because he came into my room for a "lady chat" last night and told me he felt bad for letting his friendship with Mercedes slide recently. Kurt said that since Mercedes was practically his new sister now, he was gonna make more of an effort; stand Blaine up for Mercedes instead of the other way around. And start dodging Rachel's phone calls so she couldn't try to get me back through him, too. "…haven't you been leading your church's adult choir since you were ten? Don't you arrange music and organize the Easter and Christmas productions practically by yourself? Doesn't you church have over 200 members?"
Mercedes nodded. Kurt turned to Rachel.
"Mercedes should lead whatever duet we pick." Rachel seemed really offended but kept on arguing.
"But in order to give an extraordinary duet performance, an entertainer must tap into a veritable well of genuine human emotion. Finn and I have a history, and it provides a foundation for breathtaking duet performances. Even though our relationship has had its ups and downs, we always manage to draw energy from our frustrations and used the drama onstage. There's no way on Earth that Mercedes can even attempt to muster that type of…"
Mercedes stood up. "Okay, lemme stop you right there. In case you haven't noticed, I happen to have a new man. One I feel very strongly about." She smiled down at me and stroked the hand she was still holding with her thumb. "We can sing together and tap into that."
Rachel seemed confused. "Who?"
I stood up and circled Mercedes' waist with my arms. "Me," I said, then kissed 'Cedes while the rest of the class kept talking.
"Yeah, Rachel…the guy Mercedes has been holding hands with for the last half hour?" Tina snarked.
"And slobbing down every ten seconds since rehearsal started!" Santana crowed.
"Those two got together on Prom Night, Rachel… anybody with eyes can see how close they've gotten," stated Kurt, rolling his eyes.
Britt pretty much said what everybody else was thinking. "God, you're stupid."
"Or shallow and conceited as hell…" Lauren added. "…either way sounds about right to me."
"But, but…" Rachel sputtered. "…that's ridiculous! Finn and I are on our way to reconciliation. We'll be back together right on time to lead the New Directions to victory!"
I broke the kiss and shot Rachel a confused look, because she and I hadn't spoken one time since Prom.
"…Granted, we took some time apart this weekend in order to focus on what we each really want from our relationship, whenever we do get back together…"
"Rachel," I cut her off. "We took time apart this weekend because I was with Mercedes the whole time…. And ignoring you!"
"Oh, snap…" Artie joked, and Santana even hi-fived him in appreciation.
"And how the hell was he supposed to be reconciling with you, when you had no clue he and I had even broken up, Hobbit?" demanded Quinn.
"That's who kept blowing up your phone?" my girl asked. I nodded. "Anyway, get over it Berry. Finn and I got this. We'll emote all over that stage while you try to hit my usual glory notes at the end, ok? You and I can switch roles."
"Sounds good to me," Puck laughed. His girlfriend threw Mercedes a thumbs up.
"But….she….I…" Rachel sputtered. "Finn…we…I can't…"
"Okay, you guys…" I figure Mr. Shue had been using all the time we spent schooling Rachel to puzzle through whatever he'd been trying to piece together, and now he had a plan. "…I've given this some thought and I know what we'll be doing. No original songs."
Rachel continued to babble but paused long enough to shoot daggers at our teacher.
"We don't write them fast enough to get very much rehearsal time in and it shows in the finished product. It worked out alright for Regionals, but we can't go to Nationals with anything half-baked. There, everything has to be clean and precise."
Most of the class agreed and sat up straight to listen more closely.
"First of all, I think Lauren's New Jack Swing idea is great. I was in high school when the movement started, and I loved the whole thing; it was big beats meeting in the middle with sweet melodies, and so many of the songs were fantastic! Most of the stuff is fast-paced and the dancing style is really distinctive, so if we can prepare a seriously high-impact dance number we can definitely impress the judges. Brittany, Mike…" he caught both of their eyes before going on. "…I'd like for you two to go YouTube the music videos for songs like Jade's Don't Walk Away, or TLC's Ain't Too Proud To Beg, and Michael Jackson, Remember the Time for dance move inspiration…oh! There was this great group of little kids called Another Bad Creation -ABC- who had some great moves. Watch Iesha, and Playground… see if you can stop yourself from trying to learn the dance steps when nobody's looking."
Everybody clowned on Mr. Shue; then he started doing some wild kick-jump move to show us he still had it.
"Put your own spin on everything, of course… but we wanna show those judges that New Directions can appreciate the fun. We can incorporate your choreography into our all-girl number."
"Totally, Mr. Shuester…that sounds like fun." Britt agreed.
Mike looked up from where he'd been writing down the song titles. "Yeah, Mr. Shue…we're on it."
Then Shuester looked over at Tina. "Great, because Tina I want you, Rachel, Quinn and Santana to kick a little New Jack Swing on 'em, ladies style. The guys will be doing some backup dancing and background vocals, but I mainly want to feature you girls. So I'm trusting you to make a huge splash."
Santana and Britt shared a fist bump like the Obamas and Quinn smiled over at Tina really hard.
"I had a lot of favorite songs back then that you all could really make magic happen on," continued Mr. Shue. "Janet Jackson's Love Will Never Do (Without You), or If It Isn't Love, by New Edition. Paula Abdul sang a song called (It's Just) the Way That You Loved Me that fits; maybe you could do MotownPhilly by Boyz II Men. Ooh! Or Whitney Houston's I'm Your Baby Tonight. These are all songs that resonate with audiences, big time. People are gonna recognize them from the second the band strikes its first notes. So I'm counting on you to create some nostalgia while making it your own. You guys down?"
"Hells yea!" Santana yelled.
"Quinn?" Mr. Shuester asked.
"Of course… I know all the songs you mentioned, from when I lived with Mercedes' family. You and her mom like the same kind of music."
Tina answered before she was asked. "You know I'm down, Mr. Shue. We'll do our research at practice this afternoon."
"Great!" Mr. Shue didn't even ask Rachel what she thought. He just kept going over his set list decisions.
"For the guys, I want to try something big and different for us. We've never tried to work across genres or wow the audience with something completely big and bold. We play it safe, but we can't at this level. Remember when Vocal Adrenaline sang Bohemian Rhapsody?"
We all nodded that we did.
"It was operatic, well-choreographed… and overall, completely show-stopping. We should look into a huge production-heavy number to perform as a group. Maybe something like when the guys performed KISS songs, but with a slightly more classic arrangement to show the range of voices. Artie, you and Puck can handle that right?"
They didn't even answer him because they were so excited.
"We can focus the vocals on the guys mainly for that particular number, but I think we can show those Nationals judges how talented every single New Directions member is with our set list!"
"What about the romantic duet?" Rachel asked. I guess she was done pouting for now. "Who's going to lead that?"
Mr. Shue took a deep breath. "It's obvious to me that Mercedes and Finn are much more suited to singing together at this point in time than you and Finn are. Plus, they really work well together. Remember To Sir With Love? And Good Vibrations? We'll choose a well-known song with roots in both R&B and pop. Or maybe country; you guys do know that Kenny Loggins remade Endless Love, right?"
We didn't.
"Anyway, we'll tool around with the arrangement, make sure it works for both Finn and Mercedes; and try our best to simultaneously remind everyone in the audience of both versions of the song. If that doesn't get the judges clapping and singing along I don't know what will. Can you two start looking for possible duet selections?"
We answered together. "Sure…"
"So everybody has a job and I'll see you all here for rehearsal after last period."
Mr. Shue left to go to the teacher workroom and Rachel took off in a huff. The rest of us stayed and hung out while waiting for the bell to rang.
For the rest of the school day, Mercedes and I tried to get together as much as possible to talk over duet possibilities. She and I spent 2nd period study hall in the library, and we both already had a few song titles written down. My mom loves Unforgettable by Nat King and Natalie Cole. And I remembered that song from that old "Officer and a Gentleman" movie Kurt loves so much…Up Where We Belong by Jennifer Warnes and Joe Cocker. Then there was that Almost Paradise song from "Footloose" by Ann Wilson and Mike Reno. Mercedes had a movie soundtrack idea, too…she wanted us to sing the theme from "Beauty and the Beast" by Celine Dion and Peabo Bryson; or this song called Always by Atlantic Starr. She kept talking about The Closer I Get to You by Roberta Flack and Donnie Hathaway, too. We were just about to start a Pro/Con list for all of them and use the rest of study hall to narrow our choices down to two when we heard static over the PA.
"Hello?…One, two, one two…Mike check."
It was Rachel, for some nutty reason or another.
"Greetings, students of McKinley!"
I looked over at Mercedes and raised my eyebrows, while she crossed her arms and pursed her lips.
"My name is Rachel Barbra Berry, Class of 2012 and member in good standing of the New Directions Show Choir, McKinley Photography Society, as well as the Black Student Union. Most of you might recognize me as Finn Hudson's girlfriend."
Mercedes hands were twitching and her tits were heaving on her chest so I could tell she was mad. So I gestured for her to come sit in my lap. I wanted to help her feel better like she's been doing for me since Prom.
"As you are more than likely well aware, Finn and I have been apart since December of last year, due to circumstances beyond our control. Since then he has become involved with two new girlfriends, one right after another…although I can assure you, Student Body, that he and I are most definitely on a trajectory headed right back into one another's arms."
I rubbed Mercedes' back and nuzzled myself into her neck so she'd giggle. It worked, and my girl was able to ignore Rachel for a few seconds.
"I have made a deal with Principal Figgins that will allow me to make a plea for Finn's forgiveness via school intercom in exchange for my agreeing to either raise or donate the funds necessary to purchase yearbook page space for all of the clubs I just mentioned…"
I kissed and sucked a spot right behind Mercedes' left ear and nibbled a little bit too. I heard her moan softly and felt her hand stroke the back of my neck.
"…although you'd think the Photography Society would have an in where yearbook space is concerned, considering the fact that we take all the pictures for the yearbook. Anyway, I'd like to use the remainder of the ten minutes I've been allowed to address Finn Hudson directly. Let me say that I attempted to contact you one on one by searching the boys' locker room as well as the auditorium, since you usually spend your free period in one of those two places. However, you were nowhere to be found."
I heard her take a deep breath.
"Finn, I am truly and deeply sorry for abusing our previous relationship. I realize now that I was wrong for attempting to punish you for doing what we both know you did with Santana. You and I would never have broken up if I hadn't done what I did with Puckerman, and you were completely justified to end our relationship when you did."
By that time I wasn't even paying any real attention to the PA, because Mercedes and I were getting our mack on. God, I love making out in public.
"But I can assure you that if you will end this sham of a relationship with Mercedes, and revisit the love you and I once shared; this type of thing will never happen again. I know much more about love now, and you can trust me to protect your feelings in a way I wasn't capable of before."
My girl and I were trading pecks and whispering flirty stuff when we heard Figgins' voice in the background.
"I've just been advised to wrap things up, so I'll stop here, but Finn…If you wish to accept my apology and rejoin me in trying to make us work, then I will meet you after second period next to your locker. I know you have PE next class period and have absolutely no reason to exchange books right now, so if I see you there -as I suspect I will- then I will know I am forgiven and we can start again."
Mercedes got up off of my lap returned back to her seat so we could start our pro/con list. Then we heard Rachel's parting shot.
"I'll see you after class, Finn. Thank you everyone, for your time…"
Mercedes POV:
After Glee rehearsal, I took a little bit of time to find Quinn and make sure she was alright with what Finn and I announced today. I know Finn thinks I don't owe her any more explanation than I do the rest of the New Directions, but I don't see it that way. She's his most recent ex, in addition having been one of my best friends last year. I saw her give birth, she lived in my house. I want her to accept it, even if I can't get her blessing. We talked about things; not just Finn, but our friendship as well and things got kind of heated, if you want the truth. Like you could probably guess, Quinn got abrasive, and I reacted by going on the offensive. There were a few tears shed, and a couple of choice words thrown from both sides. But in the end Quinn admitted that she and Finn were a thing of the past, so she really had no claim to his affections. Then I apologized for blind-sighting her, and we hugged. I think she and I can even get close again, since she sent me off with a funny ass joke about me being better than Rachel. I guess that was like getting her blessing.
I saw my man a lot of times after that throughout the day. We started to narrow down song choices for Nationals at study hall, but got interrupted by Rachel being nutty over the intercom.
Then at lunch Finn and I were in the quad eating while singing parts of our duet possibilities to one another and pulling up YouTube videos on our phones; when we heard Rachel over our shoulders.
"How dare you Finn Hudson!"
We turned around and saw Rachel there with her hands posted on her hips.
"Berry, what the hell are you going on about?" I asked.
She ignored me, pointed her index finger at Finn, and shouted, "I waited for you for twenty-five minutes! You made me late for my Chemistry exam, and I wasn't allowed any extra time…I may have failed the test because of you!"
"Wait, you're mad because I didn't meet you?" Finn asked, sounding confused. "Why in the hell would you ever think I'd go anywhere near my locker when I knew that's where you were waiting?"
"Yeah, Rachel…" I broke in. "Finn wasn't impressed by your little PA announcement. We spent the whole time you were talking making out."
Finn circled my waist and dragged me onto his lap. "So just get past it, okay…we're over, Rachel, for good!"
"Finn Hudson, you and I will never be over as long as we have our memories!" Rachel shrieked, loudly. "This thing you've started with Mercedes couldn't possibly be more important to you than what we once shared…"
By this time everybody in the courtyard was staring at us and Rachel looked around at her audience expectantly. Then she pulled her laptop out of her bag and opened it up.
"…Which is why I've prepared something to remind you of all the times we enjoyed one another…both onstage and off."
Rachel shot me a smirk "Finn and I often sang this song to each other as a symbol of our love. It perfectly describes how we feel for one another." Then she pressed a few buttons and music started to play.
Ohh...
I sat there thinking, 'Oh, hell. This bitch was gonna try and serenade my man.'
Kiss me too fiercely, Hold me too tight
I need help believing, You're with me tonight.
The crazy thing was, that I knew the damn song… it was from Wicked. It completely blew my mind that the fruitcake actually had the balls to sing a song called As Long as You're Mine to my boyfriend!
My wildest dreamings, Could not foresee
Lying beside you, With you wanting me.
And not just any song about a man being hers…she was over here singing a song about star-crossed lovers stealing away into the night to get away from everything trying to keep them apart…like I was a damn home-wrecker or something!"
Just for this moment, As long as you're mine
I've lost all resistance, And crossed some borderline.
When theFiyero part was about to start I could tell Rachel was expecting Finn to chime in and sing too. I peered back, to find him looking totally disgusted and embarrassed. So I kissed Finn on the neck like he did for me when Berry lost her mind in study hall.
And if it turns out, It's over too fast
I'll make every last moment last.
That's when he thanked me with a smile and a kiss. So I threaded my fingers though his hair and kissed him back.
As long as you're mine
When Finn's big opportunity to take a verse came up, all everybody in the quad could hear was crickets. For about a minute. Then we heard laughter. Finn and I broke the kiss so we could see who everybody was clowning on, and were relieved to find out it was just Rachel instead of all three of us.
She ignored the taunts of "Take that shit back to Broadway," and "Damn, you got burned!" and "Bitch, I know you feel crunchy!" I'm pretty sure that last one was shouted by Santana. Instead Rachel just started whining.
"Finn, how could you? That was the perfect opportunity for you to accept my apology and prove your never-ending love for me!" She started faking tears then, I could tell because the tears were streaming down her face over smiley cheekbones and an exaggerated pout. Then she started shouting about how that had been the perfect duet for the two of them to perform at Nationals, and that Finn had ruined things by refusing to sing with her. After that the bitch huffed off again.
Rachel didn't really do or say anything spectacular in Glee practice after school, other than when she refused to sing or talk until Finn agreed to give her another chance. But it helped the rest of us work better, anyway. With her being quiet everybody was able to look over songs, debate choreography and do some quick runs-through so Mr. Shue could make the final choices. We got a lot done, actually.
When practice ended Finn dropped me off at home and we made plans to go to dinner. He promised to pick me up by six, so I went and got ready. We were finished eating our pasta and debating over desert when Rachel's ass showed up. She came into the door, walked right past the hostess, and looked around before zooming in on me and my man like a Finn seeking missile. Then the bitch had the audacity to sit in the booth across from us. I was ready to beat her over the head with a dinner plate and gouge her eyes out with a fork by that time; anyway, since all that shit she pulled in school today was crazy as hell. It looked like I was gonna have to really fuck her up before Rachel got the picture.
"Mercedes and Finn…" the nut-case started. "…I am here to first apologize for the multitude of scenes I caused today at McKinley High. I realize now that I may have gone overboard in trying to exhibit my heartfelt affections for Finn, and I was wrong for disrespecting your new relationship."
Rachel giveth…
"However, even you two have to admit that your newfound affection came completely out of the blue." She turned to face my man. "Finn, it was only three days ago that you were fighting with Jesse for my honor at Prom. Forgive me for assuming that you were pretending to have a fake relationship with Mercedes, with the hopes of making me jealous. I thought you wanted me to pursue you, because you two couldn't possibly have been a legitimate couple."
…And Rachel taketh away.
"But I no longer wish to re-establish my relationship with Finn through means of manipulation. When he and I get back together, I want to do so with the blessing of all of our friends, even you Mercedes." She gave me a sympathetic smile while I crossed my arms over my chest. Finn put his arm around me and placed his other hand on my thigh to calm me down.
"I know Finn well enough to know that he likes to enjoy a meal of lasagna on the nights Carol and Burt have their weekly date. So I correctly assumed I would find the two of you here enjoying each other's company. I'd like to stay, and talk to you both. I think that if the three of us can have a rational discussion about everything, you may begin to actually see where I'm coming from."
"Fuck off Berry…"
I couldn't stop myself from standing and reaching out to grab her sick ass. She flinched and cowered, which was almost as satisfying as the slap I nearly landed upside Rachel's head. It would have connected, but Finn's reflexes are great; he caught my arms and forced me to sit down, then asked me quietly to sit on my own hands.
"Mercedes is right, Rachel." Finn finally addressed Berry. "What we have is none of your business. We don't need to hear your opinions or take your advice. Anything you have to say about our relationship, you can say it behind our backs."
I was really impressed by Finn's statement, so much that I actually calmed the fuck down. Usually he lets Rachel use that 'foot in the door' shit to get her way. After thinking for a moment and considering what the sick skank had just let come out of her mouth, I decided that I was more curious than angry. So I turned to him and said, "Finnie… I'm not mad anymore. And I've thought about it…Rachel just said she was going to rationalize with us. Which means by the end of this conversation either we or she will have convinced the other one that they are right. I trust you. I know you want me more. So let her talk, then we'll tell her why she can't have you. We'll get this fuckery out of the way, once and for all." Not that I believed that shit for a minute.
"Go ahead, Rachel" I offered her the floor.
"Okay…" I could tell Rachel was shocked, but composed herself almost immediately. "First of all, Finn I think there is a distinct possibility that you may have latched onto Mercedes because you're under the false impression -one I may have inadvertently given you, by the way- that I am currently interested in dating Jesse St James. While it is true that I asked him to Prom and spent the evening in his company, I can assure you beyond a shadow of a doubt, that I am not at all available for any of Jesse's advances. I invited him in order to make you jealous, which I see now may have been ill-advised. However, now that you and Quinn are no longer an item, you and I are at liberty to rekindle the joys we once found in each other's arms without any obstacles."
"But Mercedes is way more of an obstacle than Quinn was…" Finn sounded really frustrated. "…I like her more than I like both of you put together." I looked at Finn, sort of surprised but really happy he felt that way. "And, anyway, we already knew that, Rachel…" Finn continued. "…Sam told Mercedes at the Prom that you admitted to trying to make me jealous when you asked him by yourself. And I got kicked out of the dance when the shit almost worked. Why did you think I would enjoy any of that? I almost got grounded!"
I nodded my head, "Yeah, Rachel, you play too much. If you wanted Finn back you could have just waited for him to realize he and Quinn weren't working out. It would have happened eventually. But you didn't. See, you still have yet to learn that when people play those kinds of games somebody always loses, and Finn's tired of being a loser for you."
Finn shot me a grateful look and kissed me on the cheek, which caused Rachel to cringe. Then she got started again.
"All right, maybe that wasn't the best argument to have made right off the bat." Then she composed herself and got ready to deliver more "logic." Rachel turned bodily toward Finn and gave him a conspiratorial look. "Finn, I know you better than Mercedes does. We've been close for two years now." Then she straightened up and addressed us both equally. "Therefore I understand that you've been heavily invested in McKinley High's popularity stakes since you began attending. You need a girlfriend who others deem both desirable and covet-worthy."
Berry shot me a fake sympathetic gaze. "I am in no way trying to insult Mercedes, but I do remember vividly the way the boys of the school looked to you with admiration when I dressed as Britney Spears." She nodded while forcing her face to take an excited expression. "So while I may not now, nor have I ever been one of the more popular girls at school; we can both see that you reap certain benefits of having me on your arm. Therefore, if I promise to change my rather distinct style and only wear clothes to school like the ones Brittany and Santana are prone to; we could collectively inspire so much jealousy in your peers that you will regain your status as BMOC again in no time. Mercedes cannot possibly help you in this regard."
I couldn't have bitten my tongue right then for shit. "Berry, what the stinky hell are you flapping your lips about?" This time her argument was stupid as fuck on top of being completely insulting. "You get more slushy facials than any other three Glee Club members combined. And Finn got less popular with you on his arm… Besides, nobody gives a damn about what you wear, other than JBI. That shit makes no sense whatsoever. And when you consider the fact that I was a Cheerio for a hot minute, and still have friends on the squad…"
Finn grinned and took up where I left off. "She's totally right, Rachel. I know of at least three guys that want to date Mercedes…"
I shot him a crazy look. He nodded and squeezed my thigh under the table before going on. "…and that's just the ones on the football team. If I cared that much about seeing a girl all the guys wanna get with, I'd marry Mercedes today."
I really shouldn't be gushing so much over this shit.
"And it seems like all of your best arguments are really just a way of insulting 'Cedes. You want me to take you back so bad thaT you're trying to make me stop liking Mercedes. But she's better than you, Rachel. You and Quinn spent Prom Night making me miserable, and she spent hers cheering me up. The only thing you're succeeding in doing here is convincing me that I already made the best choice…"
I had to take a moment right here and think about all the implications of what my man just said. Obviously, I totally believe in Finn's feelings for me when he tells me how much he likes me. But Rachel's so good at manipulating him that I never expected him to stand up to her for me, at least not this early on. At best, I figured he'd let Rachel get started, ignore her ramblings as long as possible, then pull me away before I snatched her up. Worst case scenario in my head involves me seeing a flash of regret or indulgence move across Finn's features while Berry ran her mouth. The fact that he totally went to bat for us and put Rachel in her place touched me. Knowing that Finn was capable of this kinda shit made me wish I'd ridden something other than his face on Saturday night.
"…and since Rachel crashed our date," Finn stood up and held out his hand for me to take. "We can just leave her here to pay the check….how about a movie, Babe?"
I smiled. "Of course, Hon. Let's go."
Finn and I went to a 6pm showing of "The Hangover II", after a healthy debate in which "Thor," "Kung Fu Panda 2," and the newest "Pirates of the Caribbean" were all mentioned. Finn even offered to see a "girly" movie with me like "Bridesmaids" or "SomethingSpecial." But we eventually settled on the comedy sequel. We shared popcorn mixed with Junior Mints, drank the biggest slushies ever seen outside of a 7eleven, and made fun of each other for which Hangover friend the other one liked the best. Finn thinks Alan's creeper ass is hilarious, and I'm a little bit in love with Mr. Chow…but we had a blast. When we came out of the theater our recently ditched nut job made a reappearance; Berry was waiting outside. She started ranting immediately when she saw us still together.
"Finn, I am appalled that you and your girlfriend would be so crude as to leave me with the job of paying for a meal that I had no part in eating. It's obvious to me that your new relationship with Mercedes has already undone all of the progress I've made towards teaching you gentlemanly behavior. You owe me an apology!"
Finn and I looked at each other and laughed, much like we'd been doing all night.
"Get real, Rachel…" Finn answered her. "You showed up in the middle of MY date with MY girlfriend and tried to convince me to break up with her right in her face. You're just lucky Mercedes didn't crack your skull. You got off easy."
I nodded. "And that was only because Finn asked me nicely to sit on my own hands. Otherwise, Berry, your ass woulda got cut. And I lose a little bit more of my patience every time you interrupt our day together. So speak your piece fast, so my man and I can go make out."
Rachel bristled.
"Fine…you left before I could make mention of my most compelling argument." This time the bitch tried to establish a physical bond by reaching for Finn's hands. He jumped back like it was a rattlesnake. "Finn," When Berry realized Finn wanted no part of her touching him she splayed her hands out in appeal. "You and I both know that as a teen boy you have certain urges that you seek to satisfy. And it may be true that, by McKinley High standards, I tend to veer in the direction of 'unwilling to experiment'." Rachel used air quotes to establish how frigid her ass is. "But you and I have tested the physical bounds of our relationship in a manner…"
I guess she's taking about when she let him get to second base during Jesus Week.
"…that we both found extremely satisfying in the past. I cannot promise you that I am at all comfortable with the possibility of pushing those boundaries even further, but I am confident in my assumption that Mercedes is even less willing than I am. She is the only girl at McKinley with less sexual experience than I have…therefore, if you continue courting her, you'll be even more frustrated than you've been with me." Rachel looked way too fucking pleased with herself for this particular argument. I wondered how long it took her to come up with it.
I glanced up at Finn, who had come behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He placed his head into the crook of my shoulder and I giggled while he turned his face to kiss my neck.
"Actually, I can't get enough of Mercedes and you WISH you knew how to get me going like she does." Finn defended.
Rachel seemed really affronted and went on the verbal attack. "Well, I can't see how that could possibly be true; unless Mercedes is willing to let you try some of that "big-girl fat-roll masturbation" stuff you keep trying to delete from your browser history." I laughed a little at how grossed out she seemed and turned my head to kiss my man back.
"The fact is that you, Finn, crave sex. And you'd be a lot closer to getting it if you return to your relationship with me." Which was crazy, since he'd put just about every part of his body inside me except his dick on Saturday. I was killing myself giggling about how funny it was gonna be when Rachel found that shit out.
Then I turned my whole body around because I was loving Finn's hands and arms wrapped around me so fully. As we kissed and nuzzled noses, Rachel proceeded to lose her damn mind sputtering and blustering. Finn responded my planting his big hands on my ass and squeezing. I cooed and threaded my fingers through his hair.
"Finn and Mercedes, I am attempting to talk to you!" If I didn't know the girl was over the age of five, I'd swear she stomped her foot. "Kindly stop making out so we can discuss this!"
This bitch needed to get real. "Later, Rachel," Finn offered as he grabbed my hands and led me to his car.
"Yeah, bye Berry" I added, as I walked away behind him.
Finn POV:
After Mercedes and I finally managed to ditch Rachel, we make our way back to my house since we'd have the place to ourselves. I really wasn't planning on us doing anything sexy, or whatever. I just wanted to spend some time with my girl and make sure all that stuff Rachel was going on about didn't hurt her feelings. When we got up to my room Mercedes started laughing "How in the hell does all of you fit on a twin sized bed?" she asked as she looked around for the first time.
I chuckled with her and went over to lie across it. "Yeah, remember how I told you Mom was terrified of Prom Night sex? Well, after Babygate, she's pretty much terrified of everyday sex too. I'm only allowed to have my girlfriends come over if we keep the doors open and my beds never get any bigger."
Mercedes was still standing next to my bookcase, and fingering the trophies. "Poor Carol…denial, huh?"
"Right. Mercedes, did all of that stuff Rachel said at the movies bother you? I don't want you to think tha…"
"No, Finn" she interrupted. "It didn't bother me. I expected her to get nasty at some point. Berry always goes for the jugular when she doesn't get her way." I shot Mercedes a confused look, and she gave me a few examples. "She got Sandy Ryerson fired for not giving her the lead. She told you Puck was Beth's father when she wanted you for herself."
Oh, yeah. "You're right, 'Cedes."
"I know I am. And besides, she wasn't wrong. I would let you try some of that stuff if you wanted to. Sounds like fun…and I know Honey's into it," she teased.
I blushed so hard; I felt my face get hot. "Yeah, she is."
"Well, you let me know if you ever wanna try it and we'll see what we can make happen, alright?" I couldn't believe how embarrassed, but at the same time determined she sounded.
"Hell, yeah…" I answered her, cause hey, I'm no dummy."
"Besides," Mercedes continued. "I'm actually sort of ashamed for leaving you hanging the other day. You're my man…I shouldn't have been so selfish. And I had such a good time…"
"Don't mention it," I cut her off. Just thinking about what we did after Prom was enough to have me calling on the fucking mailman. "I'm starting to think you and me are gonna have plenty of chances to try new stuff. So I wasn't left hanging. I'm just waiting a little longer for my turn than you did."
Mercedes walked over to the bed and climbed up into my lap "Well the wait's over, Baby," she promised, right before she laid a kiss on me.
The kiss was super sweet, but what Mercedes did next was definitely not. She let the kiss turn into pecks, then she let them move across my jaw, down my neck, and under the collar of my rugby shirt. I felt the hem of it being pushed aside so Mercedes hands could stroke my stomach. Then she cuddled into me like I was the most warm and soft thing she ever had in her arms.
Which was crazy as hell… since Mercedes was definitely the softest thing in the room.
Anyway while we cuddled Mercedes' hands were busy fiddling with the fly of my jeans and I only realized she'd gotten them open when she smooched my neck and did a swoop-dive down to my crotch. It kinda surprised the hell out of me. First of all I've seen Mercedes' lady parts…I definitely got real up close and personal with her pussy three days ago. But I've NEVER had a girl get as close to my dick as Mercedes did right then. Even Santana probably couldn't tell you how long or fat I am, since she hopped on it before she even took the time to meet him. So when Mercedes said hello by coaxing me out of my fly and caressing me with feather-light touches, I got giddy as hell. Her hands were really soft, and she kind of fluttered her fingers against my shaft while she got used to having me in her hands. Then Mercedes looked up at me and giggled -kinda shy like- and joked "Don't know why I was surprised, I mean you are 9 feet tall!" Then she bent her head to kiss my head.
I sort of took a second to laugh at the little joke my girl had made, but I was also really glad she'd decided to repay the favor I did for her the other night. Mercedes didn't really use her lips at first, other than to plant kisses all over my dick. Mostly she licked me like a lollipop, which had me biting my lip and squeezing my eyes shut. Eventually 'Cedes decided she was comfortable letting me inside her mouth all the way and she went into it like a champ. She started humming a little, placed her lips on the head of my dick and smirked up at me, then she hoovered her way to the base and back. I swear, I felt my cock hit her tonsils and her throat sort of swallow around the tip for a second.
"Fuck, Mercedes…"
She did it again and then straightened up to start taking off her shirt and bra. "You're not the only one who can watch porn, Babe. You'd be surprised what a girl can Google to learn a few tricks from."
By that time Mercedes had stripped herself from the waist up and crouched back down to keep licking and sucking on me. I felt her tongue flicking, swirling, and twirling. I felt her lips nibbling, kissing, and blowing. Soft, tiny hands were cupping my balls and stroking my thighs. She even nipped at me a little with her teeth. I was in heaven and hell at the same damn time. I wanted to last, but I had no clue how to make myself do it. It felt so good I saw stars in the corner of my eyes like when the flash from a camera goes off. I banged my hands on the headboard because I threw my fists up into the air without thinking. And my hips were humping at her face every time she backed off sucking. But the absolutely most awesome-sauce thing I have ever felt was when Mercedes wrapped her tits around my shaft and continued licking and sucking on the head of my dick. She jerked them up and down, up and down using all the licking she'd done as lube. It was better than my hand alone, that's for sure. But it also beat sex with Satan and the time Rachel let me rub myself off between her ass-cheeks, too. Like I said, it was heaven and hell. I lasted for about 45 more seconds after she started doing it, but then Mercedes actually spoke with a mouthful of my dick and I was done.
"Come for me, Baby…" I heard it all muffled and garbled at the same time I felt the vibrations against my cock. Then I unloaded and nearly passed the fuck out.
While I caught my breath, Mercedes swallowed and climbed up to my chest to kiss me on the neck. I wasn't having any shy shit so I grabbed her face with one hand and her waist with the other so I could pull her in and kiss her as hard as I could. What's the big deal with guys not kissing their girl after she sucks them off, anyway? I mean, it is my come.
While we kissed I flipped us over, which was really hard to do since one little miscalculation would have landed us both on the damn floor, and pulled my boxers back over my dick. I let my pants to dangle, though, since I wanted her to feel me better for the next part. Mercedes had just gone way above and completely beyond the call of girlfriend duty and make me forget my own name for a few seconds. I was looking forward to paying her back, so I met her hips with my own and started to grind. We started off moving slowly against each other and sharing these really sweet kisses; but I could still tell how warm and wet she was getting for me.
"Mercedes?" I whispered.
I worked my pelvis back and forth against Mercedes' and kissed her pretty lips while waiting for her to answer me.
"Huh, Finnie?"
I let my hands palm her tits and flicked at her nipples and asked, "Will you tell me when you're about to come?"
I lowered my head to give my girl hickeys all over every inch of those sexy shoulders and right between her breasts, then waited for her to tell me "Okay." But I never once stopped humping.
Mercedes was really worked up; her clit was on the other side of those lacy panties she wore, just like my dick was still behind the fabric of my shorts. But I felt it quivering and shaking, anyway. And I don't know who in hell ever named what we were doing dry-humping. Because it wasn't. Dry, I mean. 'Cedes was making my underwear damp; if she'd have been naked I'd be worried about my mom finding my sheets. And she worked her pussy against me so hard I thought she was gonna throw her back out.
"Oh, Finn…"
We only did this for a few minutes before Mercedes started to moan. She broke our kiss and I attacked her neck while she whispered, "Finnie, so good…I'm about to…" while grinding against me from below. As good as it felt to be pressed against her all horny and needy, it felt even better to know that my girl was so close to getting off. I sort of had to hold in a chuckle because it was so funny to me. I mean, I'm always getting picked on by my friends about how I always come in my pants whenever I make out with a girl. They call me Mailman Finn, for God's sake. It was really nice to have found a girl who was into getting off fast too. I would never do anything with 'Cedes without making sure she got hers first, of course; never gonna leave her hanging if I can help it. Actually, if I can make her come twice for every one time I do, I swear I'll die a happy man. But it was kinda nice. And ironic. Or, I guess "ironic" was the right word for it…A 3-minute man getting together with a 3-minute woman. Honestly, I was just glad we'd found each other.
Mercedes was more than ready to come, I could tell she wanted it bad… Too bad I couldn't let her just yet…
Mercedes POV:
Oh my goodness, I think I'm addicted to the feeling of having Finn's dick rubbing up against my pussy. I never hunched around with anyone in my life before, and I gotta say that shit is absolutely sick. First of all, Finn's a big boy…not that I had any frame of reference or anything. But he was easily as long as my arm from wrist to elbow and as thick as three of my fingers. I even forgot all the shit I Googled about for a second while I marveled at how lovely Finn's appendage was. I knew plenty of girls went into sex stuff without a road map and that I could have just tried to wing it, but my man was a real fan of porn. I wanted him to know I was down for exploring all of his nastier curiosities, so I made sure to research some shit before we got freaky again. I'm glad I did…Blowing him made me feel sexy as shit. Then afterward, his dick was rubbing against my clit repeatedly and it felt so good I wanted to burst wide open. But dammed if Finn didn't decide right then to pull a Digger on me and pump the brakes before I could.
Finn raised himself up to his knees and flipped me over onto my stomach and started kneading my shoulders and arms. He was a damn fine massager. "Mercedes, Baby, please don't be upset with me," he begged. Truth be told, Finn was a damn fine wallower, too.
"I did that on purpose 'cause I wanna make you squirt just like Honey in the movie. I hate having to tease you like this, but I gotta stop you from coming a bunch of times if I want it to work."
By that time his hands had started stroking my back, and damned if I even cared about the blue-vagina I was suffering from right then. That shit felt amazing
"You're so beautiful and I want to make you feel so good today, because you deserve it. Please tell me its okay?" Finn groveled, letting his hands travel even lower so he could caress my booty cheeks.
So I put him out of his misery. I turned back around and smiled. "It's okay Babe, just kiss me until I calm down some." And he did.
Eventually Finn asked me "Can I take your panties off? I've been day-dreaming about seeing you naked all day."
I narrowed my eyes, because I hadn't completely decided to give him my virginity yet. I wanted to, but sometimes you gotta listen to your head before you start taking orders from your pussy.
"Not to have sex, 'Cedes…I promise."
I grinned and nodded. Finn started unbuttoning my skirt and sliding it down my thighs with my underwear.
"We're not ready for that step yet, anyway. I want the next girl I fuck to be my forever girl; wanna feel her pussy wrapped around my dick while I tell her how much I love her." Finn threw my clothes across the room and bent down to give me a long slow kitty swipe with his tongue; I guess he didn't think I was already wet enough.
"Delicious…" Finn got back on top of me and licked his lips before licking my lips…the ones on my face, that is. We kissed and played with each other's tongues while his hands left my waist to fondle my other set of lips. He found my clit immediately and started to stroke away at it with two of his fingers. God, Finn's hands are big. His palm completely covered my mound and I could feel the fingers he wasn't using for anything moving across my pubic hair. We kissed a lot, and I sucked his bottom lip into mine more than once because I couldn't get enough of him for some reason. When Finn bent over to lick my nipples I moaned so hard I had to catch my breath afterward.
I loved his hands…they were now probably my third favorite part of Finn's body after his long arms and pretty smile. When guy as big as Finn spends as much time as he did hanging around smaller, daintier people, it's really only natural for others to automatically put him in the category of "awkward" or "gawky." But all a person really had to do to find out my man wasn't the least bit uncoordinated was let him touch them. He had so much control over his movements when he touched my body. He knew exactly, in his head, where he wanted his fingers to stroke me, and did it so deliberately that I had no choice but to respond. I gasped when his soft hands stroked along my clit, and moaned when he pinched me with his slippery fingertips. I could feel myself getting closer to coming with every dip Finn made inside of me and my face probably wore a seriously horny grin the whole time my body scooted closer and closer to climax.
I didn't wanna tell him, because I knew the end result would be him moving his hands. But Finn was looking forward to seeing me squirt. So I was down with a little torture if it would make him happy. Reluctantly, I told Finn "Baby I'm about to…" and could have kicked myself, because he immediately stopped what he was doing.
Finn POV:
I knew Mercedes was getting close again to coming. Even without her telling me I knew. She was jerking and twitching so much it was hard to keep my fingers on her clit. And I wanted to keep going because the look on her face was so beautiful. I wanted her to make that pretty "O" with her lips and scrunch her nose up when the climax hit her. But I had a game plan so I didn't. I took my hands outta the temptation land and stuck my fingers in my mouth while Mercedes lay there with her hands on her chest breathing hard. When I tasted her on my fingers I decided what I wanted to try next.
"Mercedes, Babe… come ride my face." I lay on the bed flat on my back while she raised up on one side to make more room for me.
Mercedes just rolled her eyes. I think she was kinda mad.
"Please? I'll let you come this time…" I cajoled. I hoped two almost orgasms would be enough for me to see what I wanted to see. Either way I was done with the torture. I jerked my head and motioned for Mercedes to do what I asked and she did. She straddled my face and lowered herself enough to hover just above my mouth while I prayed for a baptism by pussy juice.
I took my time with Mercedes, since I knew the slower the build the better she'd feel. I kissed and licked at her slit before I opened her lips and nuzzled her clit with my closed mouth. I slid two fingers inside of her so I could find her G-spot; moving them in and out until they brushed against a rough patch right behind her clit. Finally, I opened my mouth again and French kissed her whole pussy while she shuddered and hummed.
"So sweet…"
I rubbed away at the spot I'd found inside her, but was having trouble slurping Mercedes' clit like I wanted to. She wasn't close enough. I made a few side-to-side head movements so she'd move in closer, but instead my girl inched even further away.
"You're hovering, Baby; come closer."
Mercedes whined while I pumped my fingers harder and faster. "I don't wanna smother you with my cootch!" she wailed. Her hips were grinding so I knew she wanted more friction too.
"Smother me…please!" I placed another long lick on that clit I was itching to suck so she'd get the picture. "Trust me, I can't think of a better way to go…You'll sit down if you wanna come, Babe."
So she did. That was much better.
I held my girl's lips open and slid my tongue back inside my mouth to swallow, then I stuck it back out and wiggled it from side to side one more time against her clit. I pushed my fingers in and out while curling them in a come-over-here motion. Which actually made perfect sense to me, since I did want her to "come over here…"
"Oh God. Oh, shit…"
She was getting into it already. I didn't want 'Cedes getting used to any one kind of movement from me, so I made a game out of switching my tongue strokes up every time she cursed. That's when I began flicking it up and down as fast as I could, which was pretty damn fast, if I do say so myself. I felt Mercedes walls tighten around my hand as that rough patch I'd found started to quiver.
"Shit…fuck, Finnie…"
Okay, time for circles. I moved my tongue around and around her clit and it felt so right in my mouth I couldn't help myself. I teased it into my mouth and started to suck. Mercedes' pussy was leaking into my palm and I felt her thighs quiver around my head.
"Dammit Finn, I think I have to…"
"You don't have to pee, Mercedes," I said with my mouthful of pussy. "Relax."
Now I knew it was time to go to town, so I took the hand that she wasn't riding and pulled her ass toward my face so Mercedes could grind into me even harder. You know, I've heard a lot of guys in the locker room say that they hold their breath whenever they go down on a girl, but it wasn't something I understood the first time I ate Mercedes out. I mean, she smelled as sweet she tasted and I wanted a mouth-and nose- full of her from the moment I took my first lick. But right at this moment? I couldn't breathe anyway. At all. 'Cedes was so close to me I could barely move my face, and her pubic hairs were stuffed right up my nose. I wasn't complaining…hell, I was all set to die a happy man between her legs from lack of oxygen, but I took the time to enjoy myself just in case before I suffocated. I sucked as much clit into my mouth as I could and flicked it hard enough for my tongue to catch a cramp. She tightened up again around my fingers and let out a really loud wail, then squeezed my head between her legs so hard my ears popped like when you take off in an airplane. Change in air pressure, I guess.
But Mercedes came. She came hard and messy, all over my face. I got a mouthful of so much honey I had to swallow twice. My nose got drenched, and I felt wetness dripping from my chin down my jaw-line. Mercedes screamed her head off the whole time she creamed all over my face. And I was so proud of myself I yelled "Hell Yeah!" right into her pussy. I think the vibrations may have made her scream even louder.
It took a couple of minutes but my lady finally calmed down. Then she sat on my stomach, swiveled in a circle and went to work on the pride-monster boner I was sporting. I just licked my fingers and lips and let her suck me off. She was so hot and so determined I think I may have come twice. Then we kissed, with her on top of me and purring like a little kitten. I think we drifted off, even though I don't remember it. But I woke up to a screeching noise, which I recognized as Rachel Berry's warm up routine. She was standing by my door clutching an object that may or may not have been a knife and wearing a look on her face straight out of the "Exorcist" or something.
I tried to cover up Mercedes with my body in case Rachel was holding a weapon, and yelled "What the hell, Rachel…" Mercedes looked around the room with wild eyes trying to figure out what was going on. "That door was locked; how the fuck did you get in here?"
She shook the object in her hand and I saw that it was a key ring, not a knife. "I made a copy of Kurt's keys to your room and the front door when we dated. I knew you would want me to have it."
Mercedes made like she was gonna jump out from under me butt naked and beat Rachel's ass. But I didn't want the police telling my mom that me and my girlfriend were found naked in my bed and, or that a murder had been committed in her house; so I held my baby back.
"I came here, expecting the two of you to be working on songs for Glee or doing homework. I let myself in so I could catch you off guard. I figured you probably wouldn't let me in if I knocked. But of course I never expected to find you in flagrante delicto…"
I shot the nut a look
"I mean, red-handed."
"If you knew we wouldn't wanna see you then why are you here?"
Mercedes struggled underneath me and I stopped her squirming with a whispered "Calm down, 'Cedes" and a kiss to the temple.
"Because I thought over all of the arguments I made today towards convincing you to take me back. And even though I still have every confidence that eventually you will see my point and acquiesce, I cannot deny the very real bond you and Mercedes seemed to have forged."
"Oh, I'm about to bond, alright…" Shit. Mercedes started tussling with me again so I concentrated on holding her around the waist and cupping her ass. She sorta almost smiled.
"Soo…" Rachel continued. "I figured I would come here and offer myself to you both. We could form a Grand L' Amour and be a threesome together. Like a three-way couple; a thruple."
"Bitch, if you think for one minute that I or my man would touch you even with another motherfucker's hands…" Mercedes pointed her finger at Rachel and bounced so hard trying to get out of the bed and smack the girl that I had to throw both of my legs over her thighs. Man, she's strong.
"I don't see what you're so mad about Mercedes; I mean, I am no longer staking my claim to Finn or trying to come between you two." Rachel folded her hands in front of her like it was a done deal. "This way you can be the girlfriend that provides Finn with emotional support and share in his carnal proclivities…"
Rachel shot us a disgusted look.
"…and I can remain his public girlfriend and duet partner. Its win-win for us both…Because this way, you don't have to worry about when I'll steal him back!"
I guess that was the straw that broke the camel's back, or whatever. 'Cedes was so mad she pushed me off of her completely and I ended up on the floor. Then she stood up bare-assed naked. Mercedes made sure Rachel saw every inch of her nude body, and laughed so evilly at the expression on my ex's face it even made me a little nervous. And horny again.
"Yeah, that's right…get used to it right now!"
She walked over to Rachel so fast that if I hadn't seen her myself I would have thought she'd levitated.
"Because the image of me and Finn together butt-ass bare is one you're gonna have to chew on for a minute." I saw Mercedes looking around for something while she spoke. "You're gonna have nightmares about this shit right here, Berry…and do you wanna know why?"
Rachel shook her head and Mercedes walked over to where she'd thrown off her bra. Then she bent over to pick it up so she could put it back on. "Because now you know that these titties know every ridge of Finn's fingertips, every inch of his dick, and every taste bud in his mouth," Mercedes crowed as she snapped the last hook.
Then Mercedes found her panties as Rachel kept staring at her in horror. "And this pussy? Is addicted to Finn's sexy ass fingers and totally belongs to his dick the very second he makes up his mind to come and get it!"
I didn't want Rachel to go home with any doubts about what she walked in on so I added, "And it's delicious, as fuck, too Baby." I stood up and walked over to where she was pulling her undies on.
Mercedes quit scowling long enough to kiss me and use me for balance. "Thank you Boo."
Then Mercedes turned back to Rachel and I handed her shirt over. "Plus, Finn's made love to my hands and mouth the same way I had sex with his, all over this here bed!" She gestured for Rachel to take a look at it. "So you can see, smell, and hear for your damn self what we have is real and your ass is unnecessary to the equation!"
Mercedes shoved her legs into her skirt and buttoned it up before pointing at Rachel and yelling, "So this right here better be the last fucking time I hear about you coming into this house trying to 'claim' my man." Rachel looked like she was about to say something but Mercedes slapped the words, and the taste, right out of her mouth. It's funny, but I never knew what that meant until just this second. My girl wasn't finished talking either.
"Don't you say shit to me, Bitch; and don't you say shit to Finn either. Coming up in here like a stalking-ass creeper with a stolen key was the final nail in the coffin. I always knew your ass was crazy, but I wasn't expecting to be anywhere in the vicinity when your ass finally snapped completely. You've managed to surpass even Berry-specific levels of psycho, and I for one don't waste my time on conversations with the insane."
She shoved Rachel toward the door, "If you ever again in your mother-fucking life attempt to take something that belongs to me, or insert yourself in between me and something that makes me happy, please believe I'm-a teach your ass about crazy."
Mercedes kicked Rachel in the ass to hurry her along out the door. "Oh, you better get ready, because I will be having a little talk with Burt, Carol, and your dads about all your sick behavior today. They all need to know what kinda shit you're capable of pulling."
Mercedes turned to look at me, and I told her "Looks like you'll be singing in the girls' number as well as the duet at Nationals, baby…since Rachel's not gonna be there.'
My girl chuckled, "You're right…and I was actually feeling kinda pressed about that. I wanted a lead in the fast song too." Then Mercedes turned back to Rachel. "Good luck singing with New Directions from the mental ward, Berry. I guess I'll have to offer my services to Mr. Shue after you get committed."
Rachel sputtered and Mercedes shoved her onto the floor so she could kick her hard down the hall. I ran over to my bedroom door so I could see Mercedes pull Rachel off of the floor by her hair.
"If you don't want me kicking you down the steps you'll stand your ass up." Right then the front door opened and Kurt walked inside. He glanced up at me standing there in my boxers, smiled at Mercedes clutching Rachel by the hair, and ignored Rachel's pleas for him to help her.
"Need any help, Diva?"
"Thanks, Bestie!" she shoved the girl down again and landed a kick right where I think Rachel's ovaries are. If she even has any. "Can you get rid of this for me?"
"Done" Kurt ran up the stairs and yanked Rachel's hair just like Mercedes had done and I watched while my girl walked back over to where I was. She wiped her hands off on her skirt, and together we watched Kurt do some kinda badass fighting move on Rachel. If he was the type of dude to watch wrestling I'd say he was choke-slamming her. But he doesn't so I guess I'll just say he had her by the neck and was forcing the girl back into the carpet as she attempted to get up off the floor. Then Rachel tried to grab my bro by the forearms to make him stop, so Kurt bit her. When he grabbed Rachel by the collar of her shirt and dragged her down the stairs we went back into my room and shut the door. I heard some yelps and some cries of "Finn, help…" from whatever Kurt was doing to her; but I just ignored Berry and locked it again. We still had at least two hours before Mom and Burt got home, and all of a sudden I wanted my girl's asshole on my tongue for some reason.
I hope she's down for it…
The End
A/N: This sequel has really been a labor of love for Your's Truly…for some reason I found it really difficult to try and create more scenes from a world that was already made up. Even the fact that I myself made up the world didn't make it any easier. But I'm really proud of it and hope you guys enjoy!
I plan to update every Wednesday, one chapter a week…and the plan is to go in reverse order. But don't quote me on that last part. It could very well happen that Puck or Sam goes up next, based solely on the fact that I already wrote them lol. Anyway, let me know if you're digging these…love feeds my imagination!
