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Sam and Tina

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They finally made it to their senior year, and Mr. Shue was at it again. Duets competition. But he chose the partners this year, and offered the Breadstix incentive once again. Santana was with Rachel, Finn and Puck, Mike and Mercedes, Kurt and Brittany, Artie and Lauren, Quinn and Blaine, and finally Sam and Tina. They hadn't really gotten to know each other very much last year because she had been with Mike all the time and he was splitting his time between Santana and Quinn. But now was their chance. Tina and Mike had taken some time apart and realized that they were only together because of their mutual asian-ness. And Sam was off of dating since things blew up in his face with Mercedes. He didn't have enough time for her since his family was still getting back on their feet.

"Hey Tina," Sam greeted after their partnerships were announced. "So when do you want to get together on this thing?"

"How about tomorrow night, my place? My parents are gonna be out, so we won't bother them with all the practice," she suggested. He smiled at her and nodded. They quickly exchanged numbers to work out the final details before their practice.

Sam arrived only a few minutes late, he couldn't pinpoint the house number because of his dyslexia (A/N: I'm not exactly sure if this switches the numbers as well, but I believe it does. If not, I'm sorry). Once he was there, he knocked and she let him after a few moments. She led him through her house and into her bedroom. "So have you thought of any songs we could do?" he asked.

"Uh, not really. I mean, I don't really know you well enough to make a good guess," she said truthfully.

"So how do you go about knowing me? I mean the assignment isn't due until next week," he said, sitting down in her computer chair while she took the bed.

"I don't know," she sighed, then felt her phone buzz in her pocket. After she looked at the text, her eyes went wide. Granted, the text was only from facebook, but it made her realize something. "I have an app for that."

"What kind of app?" Sam said warily.

"A truth or dare app," she said, a small smirk on her face. "Dirty truth or dare."

"Well, I'm game," he shrugged, leaning back in the chair and crossing his legs. She quickly set up the phone for them to play.

"Truths have to be true, and we can judge each dare as we get to them," she said. "I mean, if you wanna do a dare, I'm game. I haven't played this yet, so I'm not sure what they'll be."

"I'm game, who's first?"

"You," she said, handing him the phone. He pushed the play button and looked at his choice. He started with a truth.

"Who has the biggest boobs in the room? Well, I think its safe to say me," he teased, running his hands up and cupping his chest, pushing it out. She giggled at that, and reached to get the phone from his grasp.

"My turn. What color is my underwear? Um…" she looked down to the waist band of her jeans and tugged it down a bit so she could see what color. They were orange lace. "Orange."

"You are something else," he said chuckling. "Hmm. Truth. If I could make out with anyone, who would it be? That's kinda tough. I'm kinda digging Eva Longoria, so I guess I'll pick her."

"Typical guy," she teased. "Do I own any kinky outfits? If so, what are they? Wow, um, I guess that whole sexy school girl thing I got covered."

"What, nothing else? I half expected a dominatrix outfit," he said, eyes darting over to her closet.

"Well, I have another but its kinda embarrassing," she said, looking down at the phone.

"Do tell, complete truths now," he urged softly.

"I have a cheerleading outfit," she mumbled, blushing quite profusely.

He smiled. "Come on, that wasn't so bad. I bet my next one is way worse. How many sexual partners have you had? Two. A girl at my old school, and Santana."

"You know you don't have to explain your answers if you don't want to," she said, just reminding him, since he looked kinda sad at remembering the girl from his old school.

"Yeah, I know, but you know, full disclosure. I don't really mind."

"Okay," she gave him a small smile. "Have I ever sexted? Not really. I mean Mike kept trying to bring it up, but I just felt really awkward about it."

"Damn, it made me pick dare," Sam said, chuckling at what he had picked. "Suck on Tina's fingers. I might actually do that one; just to see you blush again."

"What makes you think I'm gonna blush?" she asked. Sam got up from the chair and sat next to her on the bed, kicking his shoes off in the process, getting more comfortable.

"Oh, I know you're gonna blush," he whispered in her ear, grabbing her hand and drawing a finger toward his large mouth. He took her pointer finger and let his tongue run along the side closest to her thumb, his lips caressing around his tongue as well. And he was right, she blushed again, the red running all the way down her neck and disappearing underneath her shirt. "I win."

"Dammit, just give me the phone," she huffed as he backed off and laid back against her headboard. "What is my best physical attribute? I don't know. I like my pale skin I guess."

"Got a lot more going for you than that," Sam muttered as he reached out for the phone. "Have I done any naughty things at a club or at a bar? Not, cause I can't even get in one."

"Lame. Oh no. Lets here one of your sexual fantasies," she really blushed now.

"You don't have to go all out into the dirtiest one, but give me something," Sam urged.

"I've always had this thing about a guy giving me a hickey that would be really hard to hide at school," she said. "I wanna be marked."

"So you want someone to have you, and let everyone know you're his?" She nodded. "That's kinda hot."

"Really?"

"Yeah, now fork over the phone," he said, smiling at her. "Have I ever watched porn with a partner? Well, I was a Puck's house and I hit the VCR in his room. I guess that was the last thing he was watching, and we kinds just stood there, watching the screen until the actors came. We turned it off as fast as we could after that and tried to pretend it never happened."

"Puck would leave his porn laying around," Tina giggled. "Here. Have I ever had any one night stands? Nope, only ever dated Mike."

"Prude," he teased, but quickly dodged the pillow she threw at his head. "Alright alright. How is my sex life? Pretty much dry at this point. Santana was the last, and that seems like forever ago."

"Poor Sammy," Tina said mockingly, snatching the phone back. "Have I ever fantasized about an authority figure? Explain. Well, since the only decent authority figure is Mr. Shue, I'm gonna say no."

"Aw, you don't have a thing for curly haired, cleft-chinned, teachers?"

"A big resounding no," she repeated.

"Fine, Who was the last person I made out with? When was that?" he questioned himself. "That would be Mercedes, and in June, two weeks after we got out of school."

"I always seem to forget that you two dated," Tina said to herself, catching the phone when Sam tossed it her way. "Do you talk while doing it? Have you been with people who do? Well, no, Mike is as quiet as he seems. This game seems to be quite personal."

"But this is really how you get to know someone," Sam pointed out. "Pulling no punches."

"True, here," she tossed the phone back.

"What the hell, it made me pick dare again," Sam grumbled. "Lick Tina's belly button. This one sounds interesting." He launched himself forward and pushed her back on the bed. Before she could protest, he lifted the shirt she was wearing to view her flat stomach. Sam nuzzled her stomach with his nose before he licked a small ring around her bellybutton, then he quickly stuck his tongue in there and swirled it around. She let out such a high pitched giggle and her whole body convulsed, Sam couldn't help but to laugh along. He pulled her shirt back down and helped her to sit up again. "Sorry. I couldn't resist."

"That was pretty fun actually," she admitted, her breathing coming back under control. "Oh man, its making me pick dare too. Lick Sam's ear."

He tucked his hair out of the way and offered his right ear. "Well, what are you waiting for. I've had to lick you twice already," he teased.

"Fine," she said defiantly. Tina leaned closer to him, practically straddling his lap as she leaned up to his ear, her hot breath caressing the shell. Then she whispered. "You want me to like your ear, then that's what I'm gonna do." She didn't notice the goosebumps that erupted on his forearms. Tina ran her tongue along the shell of his ear before taking the lobe in her mouth and sucking quick and hard. Then she leaned back, smirking at him.

"Tease," he said, his voice getting deeper. "Give me that." He snatched the phone from her lap. "What's the riskiest situation that I've managed to be sexually active in? I think the riskiest is the janitor's closet at McKinley."

"Don't worry, I'm in the same boat. No risky places for me," she shrugged, taking the phone back. "I picked dare," she warned. "Group dare: everyone must exchange an article of clothing with somebody else."

"You picked dare? Now that I didn't expect," Sam said, impressed. "You think you're shirt's gonna fit me?"

"I think it'd be funny to watch you try to wear it," she said. She was out of her regular school clothes, wearing jeans with holes in them and a panic at the disco t-shirt. Sam sat up and whipped his shirt off and tossed it to her. She looked nervous about ditching her shirt but with the reassuring look Sam gave her, it gave her the confidence she needed. She tugged the looser shirt up over her head and give it to him. He was staring at her, awestruck. Tina looked down before realizing that she was wearing the matching lacy orange bra as her panties.

"I don't think I wanna play anymore right now," Sam said, swallowing noticeably. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him, straddling him like when she licked his ear. They looked at each other for like five seconds before attacking each other lips. He gripped her closer, a hand at the back of her head and a hand on her lower back. She had both of her hands in his hair, trying to keep them connected. Sam broke away first, kissing his way down her neck, biting semi-hard at the junction between her neck and shoulder, noticing a mark forming. He trailed his large lips down her chest, tracing the edge of the bra with his tongue. If anyone from now on asked him what his favorite color was, it would definitely be orange.

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"Okay Sam and Tina, you're next," Mr. Shue announced. They had to go on after Blaine and Quinn did a Disney classic. I wanna be like you, from the Jungle Book. (Totally all Blaine's choice). The next couple got up from their seats and made their way to the front. They sat on stools, facing each other.

(Sam, Tina, both)

They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day

From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one
She stared in my eyes and smiled
For her lips were the colour of the roses
That grew down the river, all bloody and wild

When he knocked on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand
He wiped at the tears that ran down my face

They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day

On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, "Do you know where the wild roses grow
So sweet and scarlet and free?"

On the second day he came with a single red rose
Said: "Will you give me your loss and your sorrow"
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
He said, "If I show you the roses, will you follow?"

They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day

On the third day he took me to the river
He showed me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word
As he knelt (stood smiling) above me with a rock in his fist

On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
And I kissed her goodbye, said, "All beauty must die"
And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth

They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day

(Song is Where the wild rose grows by Nick Cave and Kylie Minogue)

"Wow guys, that's pretty intense," Mr. Shue commented when the rest of glee club finished clapping.

"Well, we really got to know each other these past two weeks," Sam said, looking over at Tina. She smiled back and reached out to hold his hand.

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