DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GLEE! THIS IS MY ALTERNATIVE VERSION OF CHARACTER FROM THE GLEE SHOW THAT DESERVE WAY BETTER!

A/N: This one is the longest one shot ever done and it's completely worth it! I apologize for any spelling and grammar error! This is smut, so if you don't like that, why did you click this story?! Prepare yourself for this Samcedes smutty goodness PWP lol!

Happy Birthday Sam Evans

This mother fucker! He got me fucked up! i should casrate his dick, as soon as he come home for this bullshit! he fucking promise!

Mercedes has probably cussed out Sam for over two hours now. She's been sitting out the dinner table that was once filled with all Sam's favorite food she had spent all day preparing and then cooking. Now she's packing and wrapping the food and clearing up the table. Sam is late. Again!

This isn't the first time he said he would be home on time after a shift. But this time he promised that he would make sure he wouldn't be late. LIAR! He could've at least given her a heads up. Now Mercedes is just pissed, pouting and kissing her teeth thinking of every possible way she can kill Sam and get away with it.

When his white janky ass gets here Imma just kill him in his sleep. No falling for his sweet talking of puppy dog eyes.

You might think, Mercedes is blowing this out of proportion. Like, give Sam a break. It's his birthday, and he didn't take the day off (which she told him to do so because of The whole serial killer manhunt case that required complete participation ). So perhaps, his team is celebrating their capture. Plus, this is what happens when you're dating a former marine turned Sergeant of the Los Angeles division of SWAT.

And, usually, Mercedes wouldn't let this bother her because 's been used to it. They've been together for 5 years, the first year was when right before his last year of deployment. She went a whole year without seeing him in person. But this wasn't a regular day. It was Sam's 30th birthday, and she had a very important gift to give him that would change their lives. That's why she asked Sam to be home at 8pm, and he's the one to promise her he would be here, on the dot.

And now, it was 10 pm. One hundred fucking 20 minutes later. Mercedes is beyond pissed. She's pissed at everyone. Sam, his best friend/second in command Mike Chang, their Captain Will Schuester, that damn serial killer Jacob Israel, who decided that today, of all days to get in a police chase, turned hostage crisis situation in the middle of downtown LA. Mercedes's just PISSED!

As she gulps down the last remaining drops of sparkling cider she hears keys jingling and the front door unlocking. The sound of the door creaks open and then sounds of Sam's combat boots pounding heavily on the wooden floor in their hallway as he drops his duffle bag on the floor and makes his way to the dining room.

As Sam gets closer, Mercedes gets up from her seat and briskly walks into the kitchen towards the sink. She fills her now empty wine glass with water, grabs a sponge with soap and starts to wash and then rinse out the glass.

Mercedes turns off the faucet and grabs the kitchen towel to get rid of the excess water. Sam's footstep halts, she could feel his presence in the room before he stops at the island. Mercedes places the wine glass in the dish rack turns to face Sam.

"Where have you been?" Mercedes asks in a cool tone.

She is only met with silence and a blank stare. Her jaw ticks and she slams her hand down sink before rushes over to the opposite side of the kitchen island with angry eyes, fury rising deep in her gut.

Sam just simply looks at her. His once blank look, now just looks amused with a ring of mischief as he gazes over her form, slowly drinking in the soft features that beautifully crafted her. Mercedes's hair were in sengalese twist that she turned into a side french braid. She is wearing a sinful dress that clung nicely to her skin, accentuating every curve of her body.

She is wearing his favorite color on her, mustard yellow, that made her chocolate skin glow heavenly. The dress had a front slit that was undoubtedly obscene if they went out in public. Her deliciously smooth, brown thick thighs on full display and a peek of her matching lace paintes being shown. Her hips filled the lower half of the outfit that was inching to be grabbed by his strong big hands. The sweetheart neckline dipped just enough to give him a teasing, yet subtle view of her cleavage, generous chest heaving from her agitation with him.

Mmmm! Sam knew how soft her hands were, how pliant her ass was under his grabbing hands, the plush velvet magic of those full justify lips that were now pouting. All that sweet softness, now contradicted by the hard, determined set of her jaw and narrowed eyes, he knew Mercedes was pissed but- he cock couldn't help but twitch.

Masking the arousal swirling in the pit of his stomach, his roaming eyes finally locks with hers and holds her searing gaze.

"I suggest you watch your tone, doll."

"Excuse me?! I asked you a damn question,Evans! Where the fuck have you been?!" God, he could be so infuriating! Under the low lighting of the room, Mercedes sees his full lip curve into a side smirk and his sea green eyes turn darker as he stares at her hungrily.

"I said, watch your tone." Mercedes loses it.

Heels clicking sharply on the tiled kitchen floor, as she walks around the island to stand directly in front of him and jabs her pointer finger into his brawny chest.

"OH HELL TO THE NO! ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS SAMUEL?! YOU THINK IM FUCKING PLAYING WITH YOU?! You promise me you'll be home early, to celebrate your birthday, and not only do you fucking waltz in here, two hours late after doing God knows what fucking Mike Chang and co.- but, you have the motherfuckin nerve stand there and tell me to watch my tone! White boy, have you lost your goddamn mind?"

By the time Mercedes finishes her tirade, their faces are less than two inches away from his, her breasts pressing up against his forearms as Sam's nostrils flare as he takes a deep breath of Mercedes's brown sugar honey scent that fills his lungs and clouds his brain.

Blood rushes throughout his body and causes him to harden even further in the confines of his jeans. Gritting his teeth to capture the groan threatening to escape him, Sam closes his eyes and lowers his head slightly as he tries desperately to steady his growing predatory lust.

Mercedes gets the wrong idea about Sam's reaction. Instead of him being turned on right now, she thought she might've pushed him too far and could've possibly triggered him. So, the hand that was jabbing in chest slowly went to rest on his bicep. Her eyes soften and she addresses him in a soft, carfely voice.

"Sammy?"

In an instant, Sam is on her.

Mercedes didn't see this coming. She lets out a surprise squeal. Sam is so quick, his plump lips crash into her juicy plump lips. One of his large hands left the curve of her lower back to slide down and roughly grope her plump ass, pulling her close so that she could feel the bulge in his pants.

Sam bites down on Mercedes bottom lip then roughly sucks her lip in his mouth and slips in tongue into her mouth. She tastes like mint, chocolate and cider. Sam is devouring her mouth. Mercedes who was at first caught off guard quickly got into the swing of things. She matches his intensity in kisses. Mercedes cries of pleasure went straight to Sam dick, who couldn't be more than before. His scent and the dominant groping and touching as his hands spread flaming heat through her body.

Sam takes advantage of her disorientation, always moving his hands, pulling her close and then holding her steady so he could continue to binge on her. Have his fill. Mercedes could feel how delicious hard he was. Before she moves, Sam reluctantly pulls his mouth away from and turns her around and presses his bulge against her ass as he hikes up her dress. Mercedes begins to grind herself against him. She tilts her head back to open her neck to him as soon as Sam pulls on her twisted hair braid, starts to nuzzle her chin. He begins to ravish her tantalizing brown skin with bites, sucks and licks from the hollow of her neck up to the hinge of her jaw, then he bit down harsly on her jawline. Mercedes, let out a sultry gasp that only increased Sam's desire to be sheathed inside of her.

"I told you to watch your tone, didn't I?" he growls in her ear, his southern twang makes an appearance with every word his growls out.

"Fuck, darlin, do you know how sexy you are right now? All worked up and mouthy, in this tight little dress and fuck-me heels?"

All Mercedes can do is moan and throw her ass deeper on his bulge trying to create as much friction as one of Sam's hands makes it way to cup between her legs and starts to play with her sweet spot through her lace panties. She was so fucking wet and needy. Mercedes's face contorts in pleasure as he sucks on her collarbone, marking her as his. Sam roughly rips off the yellow lace pants and further lifts the bottom half up and over her hips and ass.

Sam eyelids were barely open and darkened some more with dark desire as his second favorite pair of lips was soaking wet, begging to be slurped and filled. Her arousal is like tangy honey and it consumed his senses as he let out a deep guttural groan.

Mercedes couldn't help but look back at with a seductive smile before bending over the kitchen island and spreading her legs for an even better view for him.

In a nanosecond, Sam is on her like white on rice. He slaps her round ass, getting uncomfortable hard in his jeans as her juicy ass was jiggling in front of him. Mercedes went from squealing at the first smack to giggles and mewls of pleasures as Sam made sure to rub her clit in between each hit. Her pussy was throbbing and leaking all down her inner thighs.

Sam slides his thick middle finger up and down the length of her fat folds, brushing against her clit.

"Sa-Sammy, don't be such a fucking tease!" Mercedes whines out as she was clearly needy and her man was really trying to torture her. She wants to be thoroughly and satisfyingly fucked by her man.

Chuckling, Sam unzips his pants and frees his impressive larger than average aching cock. He grabs his dick and steps closer to Mercedes ass. He then spreads her ass cheeks and rubs his dick betwwen the length of her asscrack to her dripping cunt as he leans down and places kisses on lower jaw.

"See what you do to me, Mercy? Got me all hard and bothered, just for you." This time Sam bite her earlobe causing Mercedes to let another needy moan.

"I'm gonna fuck you real good, babygirl. Show you just how much this Sergeant loves to make his favorite girl cum."

Holy shit! Samuel Evans would be the death of her! Mercedes is speechless, she couldn't even think of her normal sassy comeback as Sam fingers the zipper of her dress before sliding her dress down her body making sure to cop a feel around all of her curves.

He's definitely trying to kill me! Mercedes whimpers as she feels his dick sliding along her slick heat to coat himself in her essence. He didn't want to hurt her or cause any discomfort but luckily Mercedes had the juiciest pussy he's ever had, they never needed lube with how soaking wet she got. Ever the gentleman, he wanted to make sure he didn't hurt her or cause any discomfort.

he grazes his tip with her opening before sliding himself home in one smooth thrust.

"Fuck, so tight!" Sam says under his breath as he hears her moan,

"Yes, Sam!" Mercedes walls flutter deliciously around him. When she pushes her plump ass back against him gently, Sam grabs on to her hips, pulling out as far as his length would allow before driving back in. The gorgeous feeling of her cunt, warm and tight against his cock made him hiss as a current of pleasure surging up his spine. The sensation reaches his fingers and toes. He knew he wasn't gonna last long.

Sam thrust in and out of her pussy, fucking her hard and deep.. He knew her body like the back of his hand, her first orgasm is always her strongest and he could maximize pleasure for the both of them. Sam knows he had to make up for his tardiness and upsetting her earlier.

He continues pounding into her, nearly cumming inside her as her pussy clenches wonderfully on him, but quickly pulls out with only the tip in. Sam gives her sensitive ass one more smack.

"Throw it back Mercy, throw it back, let me that pretty ass work on my dick"

Mercedes could feel her thighs quivering as she started to lose a bit of her balance when Sam was pounding into her now. She holds on tightly to the countertop and uses some of the little strength she had to start doing exactly what Sam asks. Mercedes threw it back on his dick, making her ass jiggling and Sam quickly grip her hips against and started to pounded into her, muchmore earnestly.

Mercedes squeezes her eyes shut, feeling the light slap of his balls against her. The sound of his hips slapping against her ass. S

"Saaaammmy, baby... I'm so fucking close," Mercedes cries out in a wavering voice as her eyes roll back.

Sam lifts her right leg up on top of the cold hard counter top. Her back arches became more pronounced, allowing for his cock to angle differently and thrust deeper inside of her while still rubbing on her clit.

Mercedes thinks she is going to die or have a stroke with the way Sam was pounding so aggressively inside of her and playing with her nub.

Sergeant Evans' stroke game is top tier! Her mouth hung open in a breathless, silent scream, her hand snapping back to grab onto his forearm that had a tight grip on her right leg that was pressed on top of the countertop, digging her nails into his flesh. The sweat perspires between both bodies, the moans, grunts and groans from Sam, sending Mercedes to reach her sexual peak.

Sam coaxs her to tilt her head back as he thrusts up sharp and hard, and presses on her pleasure button, he bites into the junction of her neck and shoulder. Sam's bite, sets off Mercedes as she releases. Only flashes of black and white for a moment as her pussy death grips around his dick repeatedly. The unraveling of Mercedes in Sam's hands was a beautiful sight to see.

"Yeah, that's it. That's my bad girl, my dirty, dirty girl." He murmurs against her sweaty neck.

Sam feels her knees buckle again, as Mercedes unskillfully tries to place her high heels she was still wearing on the ground. Instead, Sam pulls holding her close against his chest. He holds her for a couple of seconds to allow her to catch her breath as he is still plunged inside of her flexing tightness. Slowly, Mercedes catches her breath and seemingly out of her stupor.

Sam kisses the corner of her pouty lips.

"I need one more from you, darlin'."

Slumping her head against his shoulder, Mercedes couldn't help but let out a whiney squeal.

"Sammy, baby, I'm spent."

"Just one more. Round, baby girl. I wanna see my baby girl squirt for me."

Sam bends down and capture one of her chocolate drop nipples in his mouth, he sucks and bites on her hardening nipple, while rubbing on the other nipple, squeezing it and thumbing it, setting Mercedes off as she arches her back, pushing the one breast further into Sam's mouth and sending heat straight to her clit that was ready for another round or two.

Repositioning her body, Mercedes is now sitting on the edge of the island countertop, spread eagle with Sam still inside her tugging on her lips as he places one hand around her neck slowly tightening while nibbling aside her jaw and grinding into her wetness. Mercedes was always fucking tight and wet for him, round for round!

Sam runs his other hand from her hip, down the side of thick thighs to her feet and gently takes off her heel, followed by the next heel. Mercedes quickly rewraps her legs around his waist, this time a little higher up ass Sam continues to make her body sing out for his touch. He begins to fuck her overly sensitive cunt again, retracting every inch of him to the very tip out of slit before plunging back in sharply, over and over again. In complete ecstasy, Mercedes throws her head back, her twists falling all over the place as she pants and moans at Sam taking his time fucking her. She tries to match each of his thrusts by circling her arms around his neck but Sam has complete control.

In a last ditch attempt at to get some type of control over Sam, Mercedes, she buries her fingers into his dirty blond locks and scraping her nails against his scalp, pulling roughly on his hair and bringing him down for a hungry kiss; all the while tightening her already trembling fat pussy lips and muscles around his shaft with all her might.

This only triggers Sam, he growls and tightens his hold on her hips that will most likely leave bruises in the morning as he snaps his dick into her cunt a little faster, chasing his own release.

Mercedes retracts her hold on him completely, and sits up on her forearms as Sam loses himself in heat of the pleasure to coil up inside and consume him. He unhooks her legs from around his waist and raises them up to place them on either of his shoulders.

Sam leans his weight on hands, now situated on either side of Mercedes's head, effectively opening her up further, and allowing him to mercilessly fuck her into a stupour. In this moment, he loses himself, and nothing about the grunts escaping his lips, the rough rolling of his hips and the deep, furious thrusts stretching her open, was human. Sam is now fully and holistically indulging in his primal and carnal desires.

Mercedes loves him like this, panting as he fanned the flames of both their orgasms ferociously. Fucking her until she couldn't decide whether she wanted to beg him to stop or continue this sweet torture until her spine was a crowbar, stiffening as she soaked his twitching dick. The repetitive rubbing of his pelvis against her exposed clit had her beginning to gasp and cry sharply as, one again, she gets close to her second wave of bliss. After one particular jaw dropping stroke, Mercedes lets out a falsetto moan and feels her body seizing.

"S-Sammy!" That seems to bring him back.

His sea green eyes refocus on the quivering, melting mess beneath him, and he couldn't hold back the groan that he releases from the depths of his chest. Sam shifts slightly so he could rest his left hand on top of her very wet and stiff clit that he begins to strum like his favorite guitar and further deepen his thrusts.

"Look at me Mercy, let me see those pretty brown eyes of yours" Sam demands as he wants to see her lose it; to see the power Mercedes had over him. To see her eyes glossing over, her body quivering, her biting down so hard on her bottom lip to keep from screaming out loud, her brows scrunching, back arching, her walls tightening, throwing him over the edge with her as they released together.

"God, you always take me so good! Such a beautiful woman, n' you're all mine." He bowed his head to kiss her.

"Come for me, it to me, you're sweet pussy clenching all around me, you're pussy belongs to me darlin', give me all of it."

"Oh, Yes! yes, yes, Sammy... fuck my pussy belongs to you….fuck ...yesssssss….all of mEEEEE!" And just like that, she is gone.

Mercedes curls herself into his body and explodes, tears streaming down her face, her eyesight goes black, she squirts all over his didk and buries her teeth in the crook of Sam's neck and digs her fingers in his back creating deep scratches as she repeats cruse of deep pleasure.

Sam's thrusts begins to falter as Mercedes's ridoulously tight walls clenches his dick and her squirting all over him. The indescribable pleasure of her nails in his back and her biting his neck releasing the most pleasure able sounds was setting him off. With one final plunge, a deep drive into her very wet, throbbing cunt Sam grinds down hard against her until the tugs of her exerted slit milks every last drop of hs seed as he releasing inside of her. He carefully collapses on her with a spent, yet completely satisfying sigh of their mindblowing sex they just had.

Happy fucking glorious birthday to me!

His head remains on her chest to gather his breath and immerse himself in the feel of their sweaty skins against each other. A few minutes go by and Sam hears a light snore, he lifts his head from the valley of Mercedes chest to lock eyes with his love face. Mercedes is out like a light.

Carefully, Sam removes himself from Mercedes, cleaning them both with a paper towel before tucking himself back into his boxers and jeans. Leaving his pants still open, Sam slides one arm under Mercedes' s blessed derriere and upper thick thighs and cautiously lifts her up, hugging her close to his chest not wanting to wake her up. He wraps her lip arm around his legs to securely hold her and walks towards the exit.

On his way out, Sam spots the sleek, black gift box with a white bow on top. But it didn't hold his attention for too long as his sea-green eyes catches a coffee mug that he is 100% certain he's never seen before. Sam reads the big bold words written in white. The last word is in green and there was a star in place of the letter "A".

The biggest, goofiest and probably dopey smile spreads across Sam' his face, that isn't going away anytime soon even when Mercedes gets up tomorrow morning. Sam places a chaste kiss on Mercedes's damp forehead, he moves easily with the love of his life sleeping peacefully in his arms, as he heads upstairs to the bedroom.

"Hi, Handsome, I thought you'd be gone by now," Mercedes grumbles lightly in her hoarse morning voice as she rolls over to fit herself into his inviting arms.

Sam plants a warm kiss against her nose. "Called in sick."

"Oh? Really, you could do that?" Mercedes says groggy as she begins to doze off again.

"Apparently you can." Sam looks down at Mercedes, who snuggle further into his arms, and feels his chest swell with love, pride and excitement.

"So...Mercy'...'World's Best Dad', huh?"

Mercedes's sleepy eyes instantly snap open.

-THE END-

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