Sorry, its been a minute with this and the Elite I have been sick and the boys started school it's been a lot but I am still here. I haven't left! Love you all and stay safe.
"For those who don't know, I am Rachel Berry, and I have known Artie and Tina for 10 years. So color me surprised when the singer they chose didn't show, and they didn't ask me. A trained singer to perform for them."
She swayed a bit to let Sam know she was drunk. "I could have gone to broadway. But no, I stayed here and lost Jesse." She frowned then looked at Sam. "Then I got you, Sam, and I figured you were no Jesse, but I could make you into a man worthy of me. And I have for the last two years worked on you fixing everything that was wrong with you. Those stupid impressions, for one. You guys are welcome. I am the one who stopped them,"
Sam tensed, his feet, not letting him move to the stage as Rachel continued. "Then he goes to Vegas for a guy's night and leaves me here alone, defenseless, and what does he do. He falls for a stripper. That's right, you just applauded and awwwed a damn stripper from las Vegas. Like she has anything on me."
Brody walked to the stage, trying to get her off of it, but she pulled away. "And Tina, Artie knew! I bet he was one of the many Brody told me she let ride her that night. He said you were a nasty one too. How much did they pay you, Mercedes? How much did my boyfriend pay you to suck his d-"
The mic went off, Mike had tugged it out of the socket, but the damage was done. Mercedes could see all eyes on her, and all she could do was run; that's what she wanted to do, and that is what she would do.
Mercedes turned to run from the reception, but Sam stopped her. "No. She is not gonna run you off, not from me. I will fix this."
"Fix this?! Sam, I am humiliated. She humiliated me in front of all your friends and family. I can't stay here!"
Mercedes walked further away, and Sam pulled her to him. "I am sorry. So very sorry. I never wanted you to go through this, to be hurt like that."
She frowned, "And yet I was, and yet I am."
Sam nodded. "Please don't."
Mercedes shook her head and turned to leave; instead of grabbing her again, he ran to the stage. Grabbing the mic as Mike plugged it back in, then he cleared his throat. "Mercedes, please wait."
Everyone looked at the stage, and Mercedes froze but didn't turn around. Sam continued. "I am sorry, I am sorry I walked you right into the lion's den. And I am sorry that you were humiliated. Rachel had no right to say those things about you, and they weren't even true." Sam looked at an upset Tina. "Yes, there were dancers there, but I swear to you Artie wasn't with any of them. And Mercedes isn't a stripper who slept her way around the crowd. Brody is a dick for telling you all that stuff, Rachel, but none of it was true. He was just bitter because he wanted Mercedes to sleep with him and she told him that she didn't do that. She dances, but her clothes stay on." He looked at Rachel. "I didn't cheat on you. I just realized that we weren't right for each other. You wanted me to be someone I am not. I owe you an apology for not doing that in person, but that is all I am sorry for."
Rachel wiped her eyes and turned to Mercedes. "I'm, I am sorry."
That was all she said, and then she left. Sam looked at Mercedes. "I know we haven't known each other long. But I am more myself with you than I have ever been. I love that you can make me smile just by saying hi. And I am not willing to let you go just because some people can't be open-minded."
Mercedes felt a hand on her shoulder, and she looked over to see Tina. "No one is judging you because of what you do; Rachel is a drama queen, we know that."
Mercedes wiped her eyes, wanting so badly to not feel so stupid, so bad. But it was hard with all eyes on her. She sniffed, looking at Tina. "I am so sorry I never wanted to ruin your wedding."
Tina laughed. "Have you met my friends? Artie and I eloped like two weeks ago; this was just the formal ceremony."
Mercedes sniffed. "I never wanted her to feel bad, I never wanted her to be hurt...but Sam is special; I saw that the moment we met."
Tina smiled. "All we have ever wanted was for Sam to find someone who would see how great he was. And I see it in your eyes. I see how you care."
Mercedes wiped her eyes. "But how can I face everyone?"
Tina hugged her. "Same way I will. We will face them together. Those who care don't matter, and those who matter won't care."
Mercedes hugged her back and bit her bottom lip as the two started towards the wedding but stopped short, seeing Sam, Artie, Mike, and someone Mercedes didn't recognize on the stage.
The music started, and Sam smiled, looking at Mercedes. "Would you dance if I asked you to dance?
Would you run and never look back? Would you cry if you saw me cryin'? And would you save my soul tonight?" He moved from the stage and walked towards her. "Would you tremble if I touched your lips? Would you laugh? Oh, please, tell me this. Now, would you die for the one you loved? Hold me in your arms tonight."
The guys all began to sing as they walked to grab their girls.
"I can be your hero, baby; I can kiss away the pain. I will stand by you forever. You can take my very breath away."
Artie held Tina close. "Would you swear that you'll always be mine? Or would you lie? Would you run and hide? Am I in too deep? Have I lost my mind? I don't care; you're here tonight."
Sam held Mercedes close even though she tried to pull away. "I can be your hero, baby; I can kiss away the pain. I will stand by you forever. You can take my breath away. Oh, I just wanna hold you; I just want to hold you, oh, yeah."
He bent down on both knees, staring at Mercedes and singing, "Am I in too deep? Have I lost my mind? Well, I don't care; you're here tonight."
"I can be your hero, baby. I can kiss away the pain; oh, yeah, I will stand by you forever. You can take my breath away. And I can be your hero. I can kiss away the pain. And I will stand by you forever. You can take my breath away. You can take my breath away; I can be your hero."
By the end of the song, Mercedes was in tears. Sam stood and pulled her into him. "I am not ready to say goodbye yet, Mercedes."
Mercedes wiped her eyes. "I am not ready to say goodbye either, Sam."
Sam smiled, kissing her deeply; she wrapped her arms around him as their foreheads touched. "You owe me, Sam Evans."
"Hey, I am good at paying up."
Mercedes stared at herself in the mirror and smoothed down her lavender sundress. Pulling her hair into a bun atop her head. It had been a long weekend, but Sam wouldn't let her leave his side. They had explored his hometown, and he showed her all his favorite spots, and now they were getting ready to have dinner with his family. She had met his family here and there, but the truth was they could have just been being nice for Sam's sake. Someone like her didn't belong in his world; she didn't have the best family, the best anything. She was a dancer, and that's about all she had going for herself.
But Sam didn't seem to see that; he saw her as someone worthy, someone worthy of him. And she really wanted to be that person. She held her stomach feeling nervous. Why was he so good to her? Was it just a long con to have sex with her? No, she thought, Sam wasn't that kind of man. He was one of the good ones. Someone knocked on her door, and she turned and smiled seeing Sam.
"Hey, you!"
Sam smiled, shaking his head. "Wow, you look beautiful."
She blushed. "Thanks...I wanted to look nice for your family...for you."
Sam moved closer to her, pulling her closer to him. "You gorgeous." He said, nipping at her neck.
She backed away. "Sam, you better behave yourself; I don't want to look a mess dinner with your family."
He kissed her neck. "You can always touch up your makeup."
She giggled. They still hadn't had sex, just laid in bed together, had some epic makeout sessions, and talked a lot. She knew he didn't know what she was waiting for, and though she was an exotic dancer, she didn't have a lot of experience when it came to sex. Her experiences were limited and inadequate, and she didn't want that with Sam. though the way he kissed her, the way he touched her was like nothing she ever felt before.
Sam moved to her lips, nipping at them at first, then kissing her deeply, pulling her body entirely to him. "God, you feel amazing."
Mercedes was about to say something when he pushed her against the door, pulling her thighs up to wrap around her.
"Sam…" She moaned out, feeling his hardness thrust against her. "Sam, we don't have...ohhhhh."
"Just let me make you feel good." He thrust against her. "I know that we aren't having sex, but baby, I need to touch you or taste you. Something."
She held onto his shoulders as his hips brushed against her core. "Sam, I Ummm… I can't think like this."
Sam laughed, "Now you know how I feel every time your lips touch mines, or you laugh. Smile. Just all around anytime you do anything."
His right hand ran up her thigh. His lips brushed against hers. "Unless you don't want me, and that's fine too."
"Sam, I want you, I want you so bad." She said breathlessly. "I just don't know if I can be what you need."
Sam pulled his lips away from hers and laughed. "Baby, you don't get it, do you? You are what I need already."
"But what if I am not good for you...I mean sexually." She said, looking away from him.
"How can you say that?"
Mercedes sighed. "My past experiences haven't been...Sam, I may be a dancer, but my sex life isn't all that great. I have only been with two men, and each time was just horrible."
Sam nipped at her lips. "Well, that is just sad. Let me make that up to you; let me show you what those other men should have. Let me make you feel beautiful."
Mercedes laughed, shaking her head, "We have dinner with your family."
"Then I guess I better give you the appetizer...we can work on the main course when you are ready."
Mercedes bit her bottom lip and nodded. "Oh, okay."
Sam smiled like a kid on Christmas day, pulling her lips back to him, nipping her bottom lip before kissing her deeply.
Mercedes ran her hands through his hair, pressing herself against him with a moan, as his hand went up to her thigh-grazing her damp panties. Mercedes whimpered as Sam found her clothed clit rubbing it teasingly. Her eyes closed as her head fell back onto the wall. "Sammmmmm."
He smiled. "You want more?"
She nodded. "Please."
His lips moved down to her neck, sucking at her pulse as his free hand ran down her side. Letting his body fall to the floor, he lifted her dress and hooked his fingers into her panties, and slid them down. "I have wanted to do this for so long." He said, staring up at her. Moving forward, he let the tip of his tongue over her clit and watched as her body froze and a moan left her lips.
"God, you taste amazing." He said before diving back in and licking her clit. He gave her a long swipe, coating his tongue as he hungrily devoured her. Mercedes tried to grip the wall, screaming out "Yes!" as Sam continued. Her orgasm was building already as he attacked her pussy like a starved man.
Sam threw one of her thighs over his shoulder, and she whimpered, needing more. "Sam! Please don't stop." She begged, one of her hands going to his hair and tugging at it.
Sam smiled between her thighs, loving this moment. Making her moan, making her whimper with need. As her orgasm hit, Sam didn't let up, he continued going at her, kissing and licking her lips, and she started to fall apart again.
"Sam, I can't!"
"Oh, you can, baby!" He said, watching as she fell apart once more. Sam smiled, tempted to make her cum a third time, but he pulled away as his phone rang.
He cleared his throat, answering as she ran her hands through her hair, the body still on fire. Sam picked her up, carrying her to the bed as he talked on the phone, and she smiled as he sat her down; how did he know her legs were about to go out on her.
Sam hung up, and she smiled. "You are really good at that."
"I am just getting started. You are lucky we have dinner because I am tempted to not let you leave this bed."
She laughed, laying back on the bed. "Sam, my legs aren't working right now; when do we leave?"
Sam smirked. "That's nothing baby, by the time I am done with you, you are not going to be able to walk."
She laughed. "You promise?"
Sam pulled her closer to him. "I promise, beautiful. Now let's get dinner over with so we can come back to this bed. I am gonna have you seeing stars.
