Hi. So first thanks for all of the follows and favs of this story and me as a writer. It means a great deal to me. You guys are the best. And thanks to all of the reviewers. Really I want to thank you guys for your input. I really appreciate you taking the time to drop me a line or two.

So you guys don't totally hate me for where I stopped last chapter (its okay to hate me just a bit for it. Like I said I kinda hate myself too for doing that to you guys). So we are picking up where we left off… sorta LOL. Let's just say it still Friday afternoon where we pick back up.

Oh and I don't own Glee, or the characters mentioned here or Tina would have been singing solos since season 2 (Jenna's voice is so great don't you agree?)

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The car was silent as Sam and Mercedes made their way back to the house. The worst of the storm had passed, the monsoon like rain having slowed down to a light misting. Sam kept his eyes focused on the road taking the chance to glance at Mercedes ever so often. She stared out of the passenger side window, looking as if she were lost in a sea of her own thoughts. Sam quietly wondered what she could be thinking, as she fiddled with her fingers.

He pulled into the drive of the house, hopping out of the parked car, to open her door. Her door was already open by the time he was able to run across to her side, so he offered her a hand instead. She silently got of the car, giving Sam a weak smile as she reluctantly took his hand. They entered the house, Mercedes oddly stoic, while Sam seemed fidgety. They walked to the room to change into some dry clothes.

"I think I'll change down the hall" Mercedes said softly as she pointed down the hall to the second bedroom.

"Uh… yeah. Sure" Sam agreed, after pulling off his damp shirt, revealing his sculpted torso.

Mercedes left the room with her closes in hand, closing the door behind her. The sound causing Sam to let go of the breath he was subconsciously holding as he plopped down on the bed. He methodically ran back the events in the car, attempting to retrace where they went wrong.

"Get it" Mercedes commanded her brown eyes soft as she gazed up at him.

Sam searched her face. He was looking for any sign of fear, nerves, or a hesitation. The rain pounded on the vehicle around them, but inside the loudest noise was them breathing. He raised his eyebrows, a physical question of if she was sure. Her intense unwavering stare was answer enough, however, as he sat correctly in the seat, while pulling out his wallet. He quickly located his "lucky condom" which was an obvious misnomer considering he still had it, so he couldn't have ever been too lucky. He looked over at Mercedes as he unsheathed it from the container, holding it up so his girlfriend could have a good view of it. When she bit her lip and lay back down on the seat, indicating that she wanted to continue with her decision, Sam unzipped his jeans, pulling them down past his thighs. Next followed his boxers, revealing his erection, a physical representation of his excitement about what she had consented to do. He carefully opened the condom, his hands shaking. Unfortunately he couldn't tell if it were from excitement or nerves. He gently rolled on the condom, taking a deep breath once it was secure. He next slid his t-shirt off, exposing his body as his heart raced.

He reclaimed his position over Mercedes, the sound of thunder cracked over head. As he hovered over her, he leaned down on her, kissing her, enjoying the feeling of so much of his flesh pressed against hers. This was the first time he'd been chest to chest with her all summer. He ran his tongue along her lips, requesting its entrance into her mouth. She granted its wish as she pulled him closer to her, warping her arms around his back. Sam lightly ground his erection into her panty covered crotch, showing her just how ready he was. She released a surprised hissing moan against his lips at the feeling of its head pressed against her clit. His hand ran slowly up her calf, past her knee, and continued up her thighs. He reached her panty, placing his thumbs at her waist band. He looked at her, to make sure she was ready for what they were preparing for.

Something suddenly hit Sam as he began to tug at her underwear. He paused and looked down in her eyes and he froze.

"I'm sorry Mercedes" he said as he removed his hands from under her dress. "I… I can't" he sighed as he got off of her, sitting up once again in the back seat. She slowly slid to a sitting position, covering her bare breast, a wondering, disappointed look pained her face. She quickly grabbed her bra and put it back on.

"Mercedes" Sam reached out to caress her bare arm. At that moment another clash of thunder rang out, this time accompanied with bolt of lightning as she flinched from his touch. Sam was unsure if it was nature or him that made her react in such a way.

She looked into his eyes slightly apologetic as she replied "No, no it's… its fine" She then looked out of the window as she pulled her straps up around her neck, securing them with a bow.

"Mercedes-"

"Look, let's not talk about it okay?" She slightly pleaded. "We'll just wait out the storm and head home"

Sam sighed as he pulled on his dry shirt. He slid down his damp jeans, replacing them with a dry pare, wondering how she was feeling down the hall, and if they would be okay for the rest of the weekend.

Mercedes delicately rolled her dry shirt over her stomach, after having tossed her damp dress to the side. She shimmied on a comfy pair of cut off sweats and stared in the room's full length mirror, taking inventory of how she looked. She turned to the side, getting a good look at her front profile. She ran her hands over her pudgy stomach, lightly squeezing the excess from it. She then smoothed her hands over her voluminous breast, gently lifting them and letting them fall to their natural hang in her bra. She stepped closer to her reflection, and tussled with her hair, pulling it back into a good enough pony tail and secured it with a hair tie. She then moved her examination to her face, first fiddling with her noise, pushing up, down, and squeezing it in right below the bridge. She next played with her eyes, stretching them at the corner, and pushing them in to make them look wider.

"Nope sorry" a deep southern drawl rang out in the room, startling her. She quickly turned her head to find Sam with a slightly amused smile on his face before he added "No matter what you do, you can't be ugly. Even if you tried" He sauntered into the room, standing behind her. He pulled her close, wrapping his hands around her waist, and nuzzling to her head, the need to hold her overcoming his worry. She gave him a weak smile in the refection of the mirror before wiggling out of his hold adding "I'm going to go make dinner"

"Mercedes" Sam sighed, lightly taking hold of her forearm.

She turned to find Sam with a scared and disappointed look on his face, which made her stomach drop. "Sam?" she questioned, walking back towards the blond.

"Are we… are you okay?" he questioned, looking in her eyes, searching for any hint of an answer before she actually verbalized her reply.

"Yeah" she said soothingly pulling him a little closer.

"Because we-"

"Look Sam" she cut him off before he started "I don't want to talk about it. Okay?"

"But 'Cedes-"

"No" she demanded. "I just… don't. We're fine. I'm fine, okay?" she reassured tugging on his arm. "So there is no need to talk about it"

"Okay" he relented.

"Okay" she smiled softly "Now, how about we go make dinner?" she suggested, pulling him towards the door to show it wasn't really a question.

Friday Night

The two headed into the kitchen, where they prepared dinner together. Mercedes turned on her Pandora application, filling the still awkward silence that plagued them. As she chopped, and steamed vegetables, she danced around the room lightly while singing along to the songs she knew, skipping the ones she didn't. She wiggled, shook, and rolled to the music as she did her tasks. Sam paused to look at her, and the way her body moved to the music, impressed at how easily it seemed to come to her, and how much fun she appeared to be having as she did it. Even in the most intimate of settings, she seemed to really enjoy performing even it was for an audience of one.

As the two sat down to dinner, they blessed their meal before digging into the outcome of their labor. Sam watched her as she speared a green bean with the tongs on her fork, bringing it to her mouth. He thought about how beautiful she was, and how much he loved her. He wanted to tell her, just to blurt it out, but he instead quizzed "When are we going to tell every one?" Mercedes paused, as she pulled her fork from her lips. "About us, I mean" he clarified.

Mercedes chewed silently, contemplating what he'd just asked her. "When do you want to tell everyone?" she asked, in an attempt to gauge his feelings on the situation.

Sam quickly pulled out his phone, replying "Right now" as his thumbs quickly moved over the key pad.

Mercedes placed her hand over his screen before he could send the informative text, while chuckling at his eagerness. "No, not now" she giggled.

"Well then when?" he asked "Because I'm ready. I've been ready for a while now"

"I know" she admitted looking down into her plate.

"So?" Sam asked again, placing his phone on the table beside his plate.

"How about two weeks from now?" Mercedes asked "Tina and Mike should be home from Asian camp by then. We can have a mid summer get together" she shrugged.

"Yeah" Sam agreed. "We can have like a cook out at the park at home" he added, quickly visualizing how it would go. "It can be like a bonding event. And then we can announce that we are together to everyone"

Sam pictured he and Mercedes surrounded by all of their friends, laughing and joking as he and the other guys grilled dogs, hamburgers, and tofu burgers on the other side for the non meat eaters. He would wink at her, and propose a toast to the group, and how he hoped that the seniors had a great final year together. He then imagined them announcing to their group of tight knit friends that he and Mercedes were going to make the best of the year because they were an item, and had been ever since New York. He imagined the shock and joy on their faces as he held her hand, and smiled down at her as she blushed at all of their reactions. He would then add how she had held his heart since prom, and how he was so happy and blessed to have her in his life through his family crisis. Finally, he would turn to her and announce for the first time, to her and the world, just how much she meant to him, and how he was deeply in love with her. His grin was a mile wide as he envisioned her reaction, imagining her revealing that she felt the same way that he did.

"Sam" she called out to him, pulling him from his daydream. "I just have two requests before the cook out" she stated looking down at her food. "One, we tell our parents first"

"Okay" Sam quickly agreed, knowing he'd already done a terrible job at keeping them a secret to his mother, and how happy she would be to know that he had attempted to take her advice about slowing down to the best of his abilities.

"And second, I want to tell Quinn before we tell everyone else… alone"

"What? Why?" he questioned scrunching his face.

"Because" Mercedes huffed "she's my friend, and you're her ex. She has a right to not be blind sided with the information"

"Some friend" Sam snorted, a bit put out at Mercedes loyalty to Quinn "She hasn't talked to anyone all summer. She's even ignored your messages"

"I know" Mercedes soothed, reaching out, and gently stroking the hair on his forearm. "But she is still my friend, and still very special to me. And I feel I need to tell her in private"

"And what if she doesn't approve of us being together?" Sam questioned placing air quotes around the word approve. "Then what? You break up with me?"

"Then I'll explain how much you mean to me and how happy you make me" Mercedes explained as she slid her hand down to his. "And how I'm not asking for her blessing, but I felt that her friendship warranted that I tell her first"

"Okay" Sam relented in a rough slightly irritated sigh "You can tell Quinn… alone"

"Good" Mercedes smiled "So we have to start planning"

They spent the rest of dinner planning out their announcement or "coming out" cook out. Sam was very proud of himself for coming up with the name. They guessed how everyone's reaction would be when they heard the news. They both agreed that Tina would cry, while Mike would naturally be supportive. That Kurt would be put out at first but then demand details from Mercedes, while Santana would find some snide couple name for them to go by. The only reaction they couldn't gauge was Quinn's and that was because she was dealing with her own problems.

When dinner was finished they cleaned their dishes and the kitchen counters. While Mercedes wiped down the last of the countertops, Sam disappeared some where into the house. Mercedes turned to find herself alone, the rest of the house seemingly quite. She sighed tiredly as she washed her hands, drying them on a piece of paper towel. "Sammy?" she called out as she wondered into the television room to find it empty. She silently turned the lights off in the room, and headed towards the bedroom, finding the door slightly cracked. "Sammy?" she called again as she pushed the door completely open. She found Sam on the side of the bed, blowing out the match he used to light a candle. She looked around the room to find four other candles lit. The scent of apples and cinnamon that filled the room informed her that he'd gotten the candles from the linen closet, the ones they use during the holiday season to give the house a more festive smell.

He looked up at her and smiled one side of his mouth higher than the other. "Hey" he responded as he walked towards her, taking a seat on the bed.

"What is all this?" she grinned as she took the dimly lit environment, her eye adjusting to the light.

"Come here" he softly beckoned, patting the area next to him. He took her hands in his, as he looked into her large sable eyes. "I know you said everything was okay and you didn't want to talk about it but-"

"Sam" Mercedes sighed, pulling her hands slowly away from him, sliding away from him slightly.

"No" Sam refused, taking a tighter grip on her hands. "Look, I have to explain why- why I stopped today"

"Whatever it is, it's okay" Mercedes explained rolling her eyes, wishing she could avoid this conversation.

"Mercedes, listen, I know it seemed crazy" he continued, ignoring her wish to stop "I really wanted you. I mean I really, really wanted to just-"Sam cut himself off, running his hand through his hair, not wanting to get into graphic details, about how serious he was and freak her out. He looked over at her inquiring eyes, and smiled, taking a deep breath. "I still want you" he said softly rubbing his thumb along the back of her hand, concentrating on how smooth it felt.

"Then why?"

"Did I stop?" he smiled he smiled to himself. "Because I wanted the first time that I, that we… you know" he nodded "I wanted it to be special. And I know you said all of our first times have been special but this… this is sex. You deserve candles, a soft bed. You deserve the works for this moment. And I want to be the one to give you all of that. Because this is important, and you can't just get it back Mercedes" he said longingly into her eyes.

Mercedes smiled softly, her features lit by the candles light. "I was embarrassed" she admitted "I was half naked and when you stopped I just…" she looked down at their hands intertwined.

"Baby, I'm sorry, I should have explained it earlier" Sam said sliding closer to her. "But I still want you. And if you still want to, I want to make it up to you… right now. But only if you're ready" Sam reassured as he caressed her large round cheek with the back of his hand. He leaned in, brushing his lips to hers, running his thumb over her bottom lip afterwards. "It's completely up to you"

Mercedes leaned back in, pressing a searing long kiss that curled Sam's toes. She pulled away, looking into his face. She laid her forehead against his, granting him a small Eskimo kiss. "I'm ready" she said softly.

Sam smiled, his stomach flipping, as her soft hand reached for his face, cupping it in her hands. He pressed his lips to hers again, sliding the remainder of his body towards hers. He opened his lips, entrapping her bottom one in between his. Running his tongue against it, he slid his hands to her waist, pulling her closer, so that their torsos touched. His digits tickled her skin, as they found their way under her shirt.

Mercedes heart raced with nervous energy as she sucked his tongue into her mouth, kissing him passionately. Her hands ran from his cheeks to his shoulder blades, as they traced the muscles in his back through his shirt. He felt her digits play along the seam of his shirt, before breeching its boarder, to feel is bare skin. Her hands ran up and down his skin, as their heads moved around each other, their kiss becoming a bit frantic.

Sam pulled away from Mercedes, wordlessly standing up, as he took her hands, pulling her to a standing position. He then walked to the opposite side of the bed, keeping his eyes on hers the entire time. Once he reached his destination, he stared at her, and without hesitation, pulled off his shirt, revealing his muscular abs as a sign of genuine readiness.

Mercedes watched as he tossed his shirt to the side, and looked back at her, as still as the night that engulfed the house around them. She felt her chest heave as she breathed deeply. She then turned, to Sam's confusion, and left the room. She returned not even a minute later, with a dark colored towel from the linen closet. She pulled the sheets back, spreading the towel onto the bed sheet. She then looked up at Sam, as she quietly pulled her shirt off. She bit the inside of her lip, as she watched his eyes graze over her body.

Sam drunk in her body, his eyes riding the rollercoaster of curves she revealed as she stood in front of him shirtless. He instinctively licked his lips, biting down on his bottom one as his hands moved to the button and fly of his jeans. Once undone, she slid them to his feet, and stepped out of them, leaving him in nothing but his boxers.

Mercedes mimicked Sam's actions, as she slid her pants to the floor, and stepped out of them. She then stared at him as they jointly climbed into bed, the sound of the crackling wicks, and the compressed bed springs where the loudest noises in the room. They both pulled the sheets up around them, the coolness of the covers, soothing their blushed skin. They rolled towards the center of the bed, where each set of their pillows met. Sam traced her mouth with his numb and smiled. He pulled her closer to him, kissing her, as his hand traced down her neck to her shoulder. Having become acquainted with her bra earlier in the summer, he had no problem unhooking it with one hand, as he partook of her lips. Mercedes rolled onto her back as he slowly slid it off of her body. He then pulled her close, pressing her to him, as he wrapped his arms around her body. His hands traveled up and down her bare back, as his rock hard chest heaved against her soft flesh.

He gently rolled on top of her, making sure not to put his full weight on her, scared that he could be too overwhelming for her shorter frame. As he continued to kiss her, he ground the hardening erection in his boxers against her, while his breathing became heavier. Mercedes allowed a small whimper escape her body. The one he'd learned so well, the one that signified that she was physically excited. He rested with is elbows under her shoulders, and pulled away from her. He looked into her face, reading a mix of nerves and lust. He smiled as he slid his body, to where his mouth hovered over her chest. He palmed each breast in each of his hands, as he studied how they moved. He looped his tongue first around her right nipple, then back around to the left in a infinity like motion. He lightly nibbled on her skin, as her fingers played with his locks.

Sam slowly sat up on his knees. Placing his thumbs at the waist band of his underwear, he slid them off, allowing Mercedes to see him completely nude for the first time. Her eyes roamed his body, and how even things that would be considered flaws, where perfect about him. He then placed his hands at her panties, his fingers gripping the elastic band that held them in place. Then he noticed it, Mercedes, without instruction, pleading, or fears, lifted her hips. A wordless agreement to their removal, that she trusted him enough with her body. He gulped as he pulled the garment to her elevated knees, and then down to her feet, that were planted against the mattress. His eyes slid over her nude frame. She was like a beautiful brown landscape, full of hills and valleys. He placed his hands on her knees, sliding them down to her large round thighs. They then traveled to her wide hips, up to her round belly, and around the sides of her full breast.

Mercedes shuddered at his fingers as they studied the topography of her body. She remained silent as her eyes followed him, while he reached over to the night stand. He grabbed a condom from it, and opened it. He gently rolled it on, this time his hands steady. Once his protection was secured, he returned to his planked position on top of her. Sam caressed her forehead, and kissed her lips, sinking into her. "Ready?" he asked in a whisper, just inches away from her mouth, his breath warm against her skin.

"Ready" she answered, her voice trembling, as she nodded in agreement. She then watched as his right hand disappeared between them. Her eyes closed as she felt the head of his erection slid against her wet mound searching for her entrance. Once he found her opening, she felt the slight pressure of its head pressing against it. She clenched up, a knee jerk reaction to the sensation.

"You have to relax" he soothed as he kissed her ear lobe, lightly nibbling on it with his teeth.

"Relax" she said out loud, in an attempt to will it to happen. However, her heart refused to hear her command as it speed up. She took a few deep breaths and closed her eyes. She felt his lips kiss hers, as his hips pushed forward. Her hands gripped his shoulder blades, as she felt him slowly break the seal of her virginity. She winched, a small moan leaving her chest, as he's head became fully submerged inside of her walls. A small tear left her eye as he sank into her.

Sam moaned as he felt the tightness of her walls grasp him as he snaked his way through her body. He continued to infiltrate her, inch by inch until he was fully inside of her. Her nails lightly digging into his shoulders, as her lips trembled against his. He looked down into her eyes to find them clenched tight. He paused and closed his own eyes, the feeling of her walls, still hugging around him, almost making him lose his concentration. He then slowly slid back out of her, leaving only his head inside of her. He repeated his actions, grinding his hips in and out of her, feeling her walls loosen to accommodate him, with each pass.

Mercedes was unsure exactly when it happened, but at some point Sam's presents inside of her turned from pain to pleasure. His gentle strokes became welcomed by her body, as he pumped into her. She opened her eyes, to find him looking at her, studying her. "You okay?" he asked a shake in his voice as he slowly ravaged her body. "Uh huh" she nodded, as she pulled him down to her mouth, to kiss him, her arms wrapping around his back. After a few more pumps, Sam released himself into the condom, his body shaking and shivering, against hers as he grunted. He gently collapsed on top of her, the light dew of sweat from his hard work, mixing with her skin. He held onto the condom, as he slid out of her, leaving a new feeling in her that she'd never felt before, the feeling of physical emptiness.

The room fell completely silent, as both of their hearts slowed down. Mercedes looked up to the ceiling as the reality of her actions came crashing down on her. She glanced over to Sam, who was lying beside her, also looking up. She silently slid to a sitting position, gripping the sheets around her nude body.

"Are you okay?" Sam asked sitting up with her, surprised by her sudden movement.

"Uh yeah" she stammered, attempting to sound calm. "I just remembered, so that I'm not sore, I have to take a hot bath"

"Oh" Sam sighed looking around. "Let me go run it for you" he offered, nervous she was already regretting her actions.

"No" she refused as she stood up, quickly throwing on her shirt and sweats. "I've got it. Just relax" she reassured as she gathered a fresh pair of underwear, and a night shirt. She quickly disappeared into the bathroom, closing the door behind her leaving Sam alone in the bedroom.

Once she was in the bathroom, she let go a sigh of relief as she leaned against the door. She closed her eyes and just breathed. After a moment, she pushed herself up, and started running her bath water. As the tub slowly filled, Mercedes stripped off her clothes, and slid into the almost steaming water, while it was still running. Once it had reached an acceptable level, she turned off the faucet, and slid into the water, finally relaxing, and closing her eyes.

"Soak" Quinn said forcefully as she laid in Mercedes bed late one night as they discussed the events that led up to her becoming her house guest during the last trimester of her pregnancy. Mercedes looked into her big green eyes, quite after what Quinn had just described the lost of her virginity to Puck. "I was sore afterwards, but soaking in a tub of hot water helped"

"Did it hurt?" Mercedes questioned, a novice to everything dealing with boys and relationships. "When he, you know, did it hurt?"

Quinn pressed her lips together, thinking back to the afternoon of wine cooler and insecurity that left her in her current state. "Yes. At first it hurt" she answered honestly "But after a while it felt, good" she shrugged, adjusting the pillow under her large stomach.

"Oh" Mercedes sighed, nervous as if she were being offered to have her virginity taken at that moment.

"After, he just kind of, laid there. Not saying anything" Quinn explained, brushing a long lock of her blonde hair out of her face. "Then he mentioned that he had to leave before my parents got home. He got dressed and left" she shrugged as if she described a brief encounter with a stranger.

"How did you feel after?" Mercedes pondered.

Quinn paused, the first real show of emotion about the topic showing. She lowered her eyes towards the mattress, as she played with the end of the pillow case she leaned on. "I don't know. It's hard to describe" Quinn explained. "I felt relief at first. I mean I wasn't a virgin any more. But I also felt, not dirty per se, but I don't know" she sighed, having a hard time putting her feelings into words for the first time. "I just wish I knew how he felt" she shrugged.

"About it?" Mercedes pressed

"About anything" Quinn clarified. "About me, about us, about taking my virginity, anything. I mean I know I was with Finn and would have reinforced that fact to him at the time, but still it would have been nice to hear" she sighed.

Mercedes opened her eyes, biting her bottom lip as confusion coursed through her veins. She knew that Sam cared about her. That wasn't an issue or even a question, or they wouldn't have gone as far as they did. It was just she wasn't sure if what they'd just done would change those feelings. That he would see her in a different light. She closed her eyes again, taking a deep cleansing breath.

"Are you sure you guys are ready?" Mercedes asked as she handed Tina a rolled up sundress for her to pack in the bag she was taking to Asian Camp. "It's a pretty big step"

"Yeah I know" Tina shrugged as she took the garment from her friend's hand. "But Mike and I love each other. It's just another way for us to express it. I trust Mike with everything, my heart, my soul, and now my body" she added.

"But how can you be sure you're ready?" Mercedes questioned

"Because I want it, just as badly as he does" she giggled, blushing a bit at her admission. "And because he's never pressured me about it. I came to the decision by myself. But don't worry, when you find someone, and fall in love, you'll just… know" Tina reassured.

Mercedes bit her tongue, wishing she could just blurt out to Tina that she had found someone that she cared about greatly. That, although she knew they hadn't been together long, but that she felt he was special. It wasn't superficial, or for status, unlike Puck. It was real, and she thought he felt the same way about her, unlike with Kurt. That she had found something real, deep, and heart changing and she had found that with Sam Evans. However, she smiled sweetly at her friend as she continued to pack her bag adding "I hope your right"

Mercedes sighed as she allowed the warmth of her bath to try and ease her fears. She then though about what Sam must be feeling.

At the sound of her bathwater running, Sam flung his body back against the bed. He brought his hands to his face and sighed. He slid them upwards, running them through his hair. He was in shock. He and Mercedes had just had sex. A few moments ago he was deep inside of her, making love to her. He replayed it quickly in his head and smiled as he remembered how good it felt to be so intimate with her.

He sat up, sliding the used condom off. He slid his boxers back on, walking around the room, blowing out all of the lit candles, placing the room in complete darkness, the moon the only light. He padded into the other bathroom, and tossed the condom into the waste basket, then ran to the linen closet and grabbed two towels so he could clean up.

While he was in the shower, he allowed the steaming hot water to beat down on his body, as he thought about her, and what she could be feeling. Although he was happy, elated, even about their act, with the way she left the room, he was scared Mercedes was upset. After they'd finished, he laid next to her, wanting to tell her that he was deeply loved her, but stopping short, scared that she would think the words only came because of the sex, and not real human emotion. He cursed himself slightly for not thinking about that before they started. But everything moved so quickly in his head, that the only thing on his mind was her naked body under his. He smiled at the thought of her nude, and how soft she was. How warm she was. Sam forced himself to stop however, before he got hard again. He knew he loved her, but she had no clue, and it was becoming harder for him to hold it. "I'll tell her tomorrow" he resolved in lieu of telling her at their cook out. "She needs to know before then" he told himself, as he turned the water off.

When Mercedes was finished with her bath, she slid out of the tub, allowing it to drain. She lathered herself in lotion and put on her underwear and sleep shirt. She then tied on and secured a scarf on her head, as she prepared for bed. She took a deep breath before opening the bathroom door, half expecting Sam to be fast asleep by that time. She was shocked to find him sitting up in bed, in his pajama pants and nothing else, his hair still damp from his shower. He's eyes flashed to her as she stood in the door way, a smile at his lips. She hit the bathroom lights, and silently walked over to bed. She climbed between the sheets, noticing he'd gotten rid of the towel.

"Good bath?" he asked as she lay down.

"Uh huh" she answered

The room was silent again with awkward tension. Sam slid down beside her, and wrapped his arms around her. He snuggled in close, breathing in the scent from her lotion. She smiled lightly at his touch, her body relaxing as she enjoyed being held in his arms, while he placed feather kisses to her neck. "Thank you" he whispered into her ear.

"For what?" she giggled slightly confused.

"For being my first" he admitted.

Mercedes heart skipped a beat. She turned in his arms to face him asking "You were a virgin?"

Sam smiled "Well yeah"

Her mouth dropped slowly, shocked by his admission. She then realized they'd only been together a short period of time, and they had barely spoken about sex. "I guess I just figured-"

"I was like Puck?" he questions, partially joking.

"No, not as loose as Puck" she shrugged. "It's just, you had so much more experience than me. I guess I assumed you'd been all the way already"

"Granted I wasn't a total virgin before you" Sam confessed, having sexually experimented with a few of his ex's including Santana. "But as far as going all the way, you're my first" Mercedes smiled. She suddenly felt better, finding that she wasn't the only one giving up such a large piece of herself, but felt instead like they were both exchanging a gift to each other. "I'm happy my first time was with you" he continued, looking into her eyes, "With someone I really care about"

"Me too" she agreed, as she reached up caressing his boyishly handsome face. "Than you" she lightly pulled him in for a deep kiss. She snuggled deeply into his grip and sighed "Good night Sammy"

"Good night 'Cedes" he replied.

So here I made it both of their first times because… well it's my story (LOL). No but I guess I just wanted that way. I have no clue if he was or not before her in canon (I really don't think so cause his engine ran kind of hot with his past girls).

And I included Mercedes having a sex talk with Quinn and Tina because I just never got over the fact that they played her were she was NOT included in Rachel's little sex talk. I mean damn homie! Like 'Cedes has NO questions about it? So screw it she talked to her two female best friends before it. No San because in my head they grow extra close senior year, you know trouble tones and all.

Love all of you for reading btw (I really do! Seriously)