Hi! So I updated one of my other stories yesterday so I decided I can take the time and update this one too. As always I'm so happy guys are enjoying the story so far. I would also like to thank all of the follows and favs I've gotten. (Hey out there!) And to my reviewers I swear you guys are the most! and I LOVE all of it! HA! (Like really you guys crack me up!) BTW mariposafria I can totally believe that about Angie. There where probably some ladies in her stable too (Not judging at all cause she got it like that. She's hot! Just saying)
I really like that you guys liked the sex quirks of last chapter (And I really thought about it and I have no clue about the Thumper.*Shrug*but if you can relate congrats. LOL) .And yep we all have them. I too have mine ;0)
So this chapter is like that time when you go shopping and you see a shirt, sweater, dress, whatever and you LOVE it in the store. Then on the car ride home, you start to second guess buying it.
So as always:
Read, Enjoy, and Review :0)
Buyers Remorse:
The sun light pierced through Mercedes double doors. It was warm and bright, which would normally be an amazing start to a beautiful spring morning. However, it caused Mercedes head to throb even more than it originally was. She squinted as she tried to block it out with her hand. She sat up slowly, taking inventory of her surroundings. Her mouth was dry, and sticky from dehydration, and her sheets a rumpled heap. Then she saw it: her bra dangly carelessly from her mounted television. That's when the realization of the previous night became reality. She and Sam had sex.
Mercedes slowly swung her feet out of bed, cautiously, as if her legs would break. She gently stood, the blood rushing from her head, causing it to throb loudly. She snatched her robe, from near by stand, and quickly wrapped it around her. She then took a few steps, feeling, an indescribable soreness in her pelvis from the previous nights activates. As she took another step she heard something crinkle under her foot. She gently looked down to find an open gold condom wrapper stuck to it. She gently lifted her foot, and pealed it off gingerly. She plopped down on her bed, as she stared at it, almost in disbelief. She examined it quietly as her stomach dropped. "What did we do?" she whispered.
Suddenly, Mercedes was hit by a flash back of Sam's devious smile as he asked to "scratch her back". She then was hit with the vision of him lightly biting her as he unhooked her bra. She closed her eyes to make the flashes stop but they just kept coming in waves. Her leg shaking, his abs, their lips meeting, his lips making her giggle, the visuals kept invading her thoughts. She stood up abruptly, causing her to feel dizzy. She stumbled, catching her balance with the aid of her bed. She slowly staggered to her doubled doors, and yanked her drapes closed. She turned to her now dark room and sighed as she looked at her pile of clothing on the floor.
She walked silently into her bathroom. She took her hair, and twisted it up, to take it off of her neck, securing it with an oversized clip. She then began to run the water in her bathtub, placing her hand under the faucet to make sure it was hot enough. As it filled, she brushed her teeth, getting rid of the film and beer taste from the previous night. She then gently disrobed, allowing her garment to fall to the floor. Mercedes eased herself into the hot water, in an attempt to rid herself of her soreness, and the memory of last night. As she sunk into the water, her body relaxed. She rested her head on the back of her tub as the water rushed up to her shoulders. Closing her eyes, she allowed the waters soothing heat to melt away all of her worries. Then suddenly her eyes popped open when she realized that today was Saturday, and she would have to face Sam in just a few hours.
Mercedes was still feeling a little woozy later that day, and decided it wasn't the best ideal for her to drive to rehearsal. She sat quite on the subway, reflecting on her decision, and planning what she was going to do when she saw him. She was running late after going back and forth on whether she would even attend today or skip it. At the last minute she decided to go, considering the fact that she couldn't avoid him forever. She called Artie to inform him she would be late, after she finally left her apartment.
As she road the service elevator to the rehearsal space, Mercedes took deep breaths, expanding her diaphragm as wide as it could go, then instantly flushing all the air out of her lungs. She repeated "Just act normal" to herself, her mantra for the day.
When she walked into the studio area, she was happy to find Sam, Finn, and Puck, in the recording area, practicing. "Hey Wheezy, I understand you and George just moved on up to the East side, but can you try to be on time?" Santana snidely remarked.
"Shut it San" Mercedes huffed as she lightly plucked her on her arm.
All of her other band mates where there plus Brittney.
"Mercedes" the blonde sang as she jumped up wrapping Mercedes in a warm embrace.
"Hey Brits" Mercedes smiled, as she secretly eyed Sam through the large window pane. He seemed relaxed, and hadn't noticed she was there. She suddenly heard Brittney inhale through her nose. She pulled the blonde away from her slightly and asked "Did you just sniff me?"
Brittney just looked at her, in a studying manner, without answering. She slid her hands off of her shoulders down to Mercedes, holding them palm up. She stared into them, as Mercedes wore a bewildered expression. Mercedes looked over at Santana, who simply shrugged. She placed her focus back on Brit, who was now staring at her face. She furrowed her brows slightly, then relaxed her face and smiled exclaiming "You're pretty and glowie"
"Uh… thanks?" Mercedes questioned as she moved on to greeting the others in the room with hugs and kisses on the cheeks. When she finally reached Artie, he smiled at her and exclaimed "Great!" He then went over the intercom and informed the other room, "We're going to have Sam and Mercedes go over Syrup and Honey since she's finally here"
Mercedes could here her heart stop for a second. "Uh, we don't have to do that right now" she said, as Sam's green eyes landed on her. She felt sick all over again, wondering at that moment what he was thinking. Then suddenly, she was hit with a flashback of him totally nude, hovering over her with a smile. She shook her head, in an attempt to keep the thought from reaching her facial expression.
"No" Artie answered. "We might as well go over it now." He turned back to the microphone and added "Puck and Finn, you two come in here so they can run through it"
"They don't have to leave" Mercedes blurted out.
"The song only calls for a voice, yours, and a guitar, Sam. They can rest."
Mercedes sighed as she tentatively put her bag on an empty seat in studio, and headed for the rehearsal area. She figured she had to do this, so she might as well co-operate and get it over with. She walked into the padded recording area and was gently greeted by Puck and Finn with light kisses on the cheek as they passed her. She sighed as she walked towards Sam, who was standing a few feet away from the main recording microphone. She gulped, as she quickly diverted her eyes.
"Hey Sam" she said under her breath.
"Hey" he replied, as he avoided eye contact. A thick tension filled the air as she slowly walked over to the microphone. She faced the front as she looked into the window, to find all eyes on her and Sam. Her stomach sank. She breathed deeply as she pulled a stool up next to the mic. If she had to do this now, she was going to have to take a seat.
"Sam, why don't you sit next to Mercedes?" Artie called through the mic in the studio.
"I don't' need to sit" Sam called out.
"Well it might look cool to perform it that way, so I want to see how it looks" Artie explained.
Sam tentatively pulled up a stool next to Mercedes, but maintained a good distance from her. They sat in the room, avoiding eye contact at all cost. Mercedes sang Duffy's Syrup and Honey, keeping her focus either front to her friends, in the studio area, or closing them shut, while Sam played. However, whenever she closed her eyes, she saw visuals of the previous night so she refrained from closing them too much.
At the end of the song, Artie called out "That was lovely, but it was missing something"
"Like what" Mercedes questioned, slightly irritated.
"Passion, or fire or something. I can't quite put my finger on it" he explained as she shrugged. "I think you guys should go over it again"
"How about we just move on and let San practice" Mercedes suggest. She couldn't spend another second that close to Sam. Even though the room they were in was large, it felt like they were in a crowded elevator, being pushed together.
Mercedes got up and headed to the back up singer microphones, as Finn, Puck, Tina, and Santana piled in. Puck knew the guitar riff used so he would be the one to play, while Sam headed into the studio. Santana and the rest of the group ran through her singing lead on Melanie Finona's Bang Bang.
Sam sat quietly, next to Brittney. He wasn't use to the blonde yet. He knew she was harmless, but he still hadn't figured her out. He could feel her staring at him out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head, smiling at her uncomfortably. "Uh hey Brittney, what's up?" he asked after a second.
"You know I have a burlesque show coming out in August, right?" she questioned.
"Uh yeah." Sam answered honestly. Brittney was the chorographer and lead dancer in a hot new burlesque show that had already gained a lot of buzz in the off Broadway scene. "Why?" he asked
"Because something in me tells you would be able to fit in very well with the show." She shrugged.
"Uh, I thought it was an all female production?" Sam questioned.
"It is, but I can tell you can move, but I haven't figured out why yet" she shrugged as she titled her head. She then took his hands into hers, palm up. She stared into them, and then at his face. Then, without warning, she reached in and sniffed Sam. He turned to the studio to find Kurt, Artie, and Mike so entranced by the performance in the next room to notice her awkward behavior. He turned back to the blonde who was now smiling sweetly at him. She sat back on the couch, silent for the rest of the practice.
When rehearsal was over the group stood outside, chatting. Sam walked over to Mercedes as she was talking to Tina and Mike. "Can we talk?" he whispered into her ear, causing her to jump slightly.
"Uh sure" she answered "Let's take a walk" she suggested ensuring no one overheard their conversation.
They quickly said their good-byes to the others, and began to walk up the block in silence. After a block and a half Sam finally asked "How are you?"
"I'm okay" Mercedes said looking at her feet as they strolled.
"Look Mercedes" Sam started but tailed off unsure where to go with the conversation.
"Last night was a mistake" Mercedes blurted out, as she stopped walking. Sam stopped and turned to face her as she added "I mean what the hell where we thinking?"
Sam relaxed his shoulders, letting go of the breath he was subconsciously holding. "Oh man" he sighed, comforted by the fact he wasn't the only who felt that way. "I woke up this morning hung over and scared I just lost my closest friend in this city. I didn't know what to do or-"
"How to act when you saw me?" Mercedes finished. "I almost didn't come today for that same reason" she admitted. "I mean I wasn't sure how-"
"To act around me, or how I was going to act?" Sam questioned. "I felt the same way" he sighed.
"Also, we're in a band together" Mercedes pointed out.
"Yeah, what if the others found out? How would they react?" Sam questioned Mercedes, knowing she knew the rest of them better than he did.
"I don't' even want to think about that right now" she waved off. "Look" Mercedes sighed "Last night was a one time thing. We… you know… but we can move past it and stay friends."
Sam sighed in relief of her words. "I totally agree" he smiled finally looking her in the eye.
"So it's settled, we're going to remain friends, and act like last night never happened" Mercedes declared smiling.
"Okay" Sam agreed as they gave each other a hardy, agreeing shake. "Did you drive?"
"No, I was still to out of it so I took the train" Mercedes sighed "Want to split a cab?"
"Of course pal" Sam smiled as he nudged her slightly. Sam threw his hand up, getting the attention of a cab close by. He opened the door for Mercedes and followed behind her. She gave the driver her address first, then his. They sat in silence for a while, looking out of their respective passenger windows as the cab weaved through traffic.
"I mean last night wasn't bad" Sam blurted out of no where. "In fact it was… really good" he smiled to himself.
"Yeah" Mercedes agreed as she glanced at him. "It was" she looked over at him to see him staring at her, his green eye glazing over. Her focus then shifted to his lips, as he nervously bit them. She licked her own, as she focused back on his eyes. She fought herself blurting out that he was the best she had. Those kind of confessions where reserved for boyfriends or potential boyfriends.
Sam stared at her and noticed he was fighting the urge to grab Mercedes and kiss her. He didn't want to say it out loud but the previous night was the most amazing night he had in a very long time. But that seemed too needy.
The cab suddenly hit a bump, causing them to knock into each other. Sam instinctively put his arm around her, to secure and steady her. It was the first time they touched since the previous night. The contact had awoken something in them. The mood of the back seat shifted. Mercedes stomach tingled at the feel of his hands. Sam licked his lips slowly as he pulled her in closer, giving in to his urge. Mercedes didn't fight his pull, and parted her lips. As their lips met, a wave of lust rushed over them. Their tongues danced a familiar tango as they circled around each other. Mercedes hands instantly went to Sam's hair, tugging on it. He moaned into her, as his hands slid to her waist. He gently bit her bottom lip, tasting her lip gloss of choice for the day. When they finally pulled away they looked at each other, passionately.
"What are we doing?" Mercedes asked breathless.
"I'm not sure" Sam admitted "But, I really don't want to stop"
"Me neither" Mercedes agreed. "I mean, the only reason we were so awkward today was because we were over thinking the situation"
"Yeah" Sam nodded "I mean no one noticed anything different about us. If we hadn't been scared, today would have been like any other practice"
"And we're still friends right?" Mercedes asked with confidence. "That hasn't changed"
"Of course" Sam agreed "We'd jus t be friends who get to see each other naked" he said eyeing her as if she was already were.
"And it's not like after this we will still be in any rush to get into a relationship." Mercedes reasoned "So why should we be without sex for that long?"
"When there is amazing sex that we could be having with each other" Sam interjected.
"Amazing" Mercedes giggled "I thought it was just really good?"
"I was just trying to down play it so you wouldn't figure out I wanted more" Sam confessed
"Yeah me too" Mercedes smiled as she pulled him into another deep and passionate kiss.
When she released him Sam stared at her intensely and yelled to the driver "We're only going to the first stop"
When they made it to Mercedes apartment, they hopped out of the cab, Sam tossing the driver more than enough for the fare and tip. They lightly jogged up the three flights of stairs, with Sam following the sway and dance of her ass as they climbed. When they reached her front door Mercedes fished in her bag for her keys. Sam stood behind her, and wrapped his strong arm around her waist. He slid her hair to one side, revealing her neck. He kissed and licked on it hungrily, as his hand moved up from her waist to lightly palming her breast. He lightly bit her skin, as she slowly grinded her ass against his increasing hardness in his jeans. He noticed she had frozen, when he heard her gasp in passion.
"Uh Mercedes?" Sam asked when he saw the keys in her hands, but she wasn't moving.
"Yes" she answered breathless in his grasp, with her eyes clenched shut.
"Aren't you suppose to be opening the door" he chuckled lightly.
"Oh" she opened her eyes, remembering her surroundings. "Right"
She unlocked her three locks and opened the door. Sam walked in first, with her following him. She turned to close the door behind her, and tossed her keys on her side table. When she turned to face him, she found Sam right in front of her. He stepped closer to her, sandwiching her between his solid body and the door. He took her hands, and placed them above her head, pinning them against the door by her wrists. He kissed her passionately, moving his mouth from her plump lips to her neck. She panted as he nipped at her skin, grinding her hips against his. He slid his hands slowly down her arms to her torso, stopping right under her breast. She wrapped her arms around his neck, lightly running her nails down its sides towards his Adam's apple. She pushed him away lightly, as she finally caught her breath. He gazed into her eyes lustfully. The only sound in the room was their heavy breathing. Mercedes smiled slyly as she grabbed his hand, leading him back to her bed room. After awhile the only noise in the apartment was giggling and a growl of Na'vi.
So I'll be real, I've had "buyers remorse" before. (And nope not talking about shoes, or clothing here lol) And it doesn't even have to be sex. Cause I know there are some guys I regret just kissing (UGH!)