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So we are coming to the end of this little fic. We have like two more chapters left (Sunday was originally going to be only one chapter but I've decied to fit everything that I want in it I will split it up to two). So this chapter is pure fluffy goodness. If you read my other writings you know there is a reason for everything I write so... yeah.

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Saturday Afternoon

Mercedes blushed as she giggled how she secretly wondered how she can be so amused from a full moon. And even more astonishing was that this moon in the middle of the afternoon, as a nude Sam got up from their bed to open the windows in their room to allow the cool lake air to refresh their space. A fresh cross breeze wandered in chilling the room, as he stood bare as a new born.

He turned to find her amused face smiling, still astonished by how comfortable he was nude in front of her. His eyes trained on her thigh as it played peek a-boo from under the white sheet. To him she looked like a 16th century Italian model, posing, begging to be drawn by his hands. He grinned, his lips straightened as he stretched, pushing his hips slightly forward, as his torso elongated from his spin. Suddenly, a rumbling crept from his stomach alarming its owner and his girlfriend of its empty state.

Mercedes laughed at the reddening of Sam's face. She sighed while getting up from her bed adding "I guess I should feed you" In an amused and airy tone.

Sam leapt into the bed preventing her from removing the sheet that covered her nude form. "No! I got it" he insisted quickly adding in a softer tone "Just relax"

Her eyes trained on him as he stood from bed, and tossed on a pair of boxers. "I can at least help" she insisted, attempting to sit up again.

"No" he smiled placing a hand on her shoulder in a manner suggesting he wanted her to stay in her current spot. "I'll get the food" he smiled as he kissed her forehead. "I'm already up. Plus I want you to stay how you are, relaxed, and best of all naked" he smiled as he walked out of the room, her laughter at his back as he left.

Mercedes settled into bed, snuggling into the sheets, as she studied the room. She peeked under the sheet to her nude body, still unable to believe she had been so brash with him to make love with him in the middle of the day. Moonlight, and candle light was one thing. There, in that lighting, all flaws could be hidden or the body angled to make the body look slimmer. But the light of the sun removed all dreamy filters, revealing every dip, dimples, and scar. But oddly enough it was freeing. It was as if he took her even more as she was. And she gave herself to him without pause, trusting him with the truth of her, knowing he would care for it. She smiled realizing that she was happier with not only him, but with herself in that moment for being able to let go of all of her fears and giving Sam all of herself without hesitation. And how it was her decision to do so, without him begging, pleading, or cajoling her into it. No, all he did was reassure her that she was enough.

Moments later, she heard his bare feet padding softly through the hall. When he revealed himself, she laughed joyously as she watched him juggling two plates, a bowl, and two bottled waters. She reached up, allowing her sheet to slip slightly, to help him serve. He had created a lunch of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, and cut fresh fruit.

They dined in bed, lazily in a spontaneous in bed picnic, as the sound of nature drifted in on the soothing breeze. Mercedes smiled as she silently chewed her sandwich contemplating how much they had learned about each other in such a short amount of time where he'd even remembered that she hated crust, bringing her a crust less sandwich.

"What's going on in that mind of yours?" He drawled coolly as he removed a hunk of bread and peanut butter from the roof of his mouth.

"Nothing" she sighed doing a bad job of lying.

"Something's got cha"

"I was just thinking" she sighed sliding her now empty plate away from her while tugging her sheet back up towards her neck. "Do you feel like we've rushed this?"

"Us?" He gulped forcing the last bite if his sandwich down, as it created a large knot in his throat. "No why? Do you?" He panicked.

"No" she shrugged while flinging herself against the pillows. "I actually like right where we are. I don't feel like you pushed or rushed me into anything."

Sam smiled softly however his mind began to run a mile a minute. He sat silently as her words sank in. Suddenly, it was as if Mary Evans had abruptly entered the room, Sam hearing her words of caution about rushing into thing. "Slow down" Sam heard as he laid quietly.

"To some it may seem like we rushed things" Mercedes continued, unable to see the slight panic in Sam's eyes. "I think we're in a good place though and I kind of want to stay here for a while" she smiled, as she lightly jerked her leg, nudging him to gain his attention. He looking into her smiling face, returning her expression, suppressing the fear he felt. "If you would have asked me at the beginning of the year, if I would have ended up with you, like this" Mercedes sighed while observing how relaxed they were lounging in bed together "I would have never believed it"

"Why?" Sam pondered as he sat up, resting is weight on his elbow.

"Because" she blushed "I don't know. I would have never figured we would be together. I mean yeah we agree on a lot of stuff, but physically we're different"

"So" he shrugged not seeing her point.

"I mean it's not a bad thing" she clarified, showing him she wasn't on an insecure tangent but being observant. "I just mean that…" she paused searching for the right words. "You, you're solid, tall, and …"

"White?" he interrupted, rising his eyebrows into his saggy bangs.

"Actually I was going to say blond" she corrected. "And me, well I'm soft, round, and let's be honest here, brown. I mean I would have never guessed we would be the way we are"

"Well, yeah, we are different physically" Sam sighed sitting up in bed "I mean I'm a straight guy and you're a straight girl. Kind of the whole point of a straight relationship" he smirked proud of his wit.

Mercedes rolled her eyes huffing "You know what I mean Sam"

"But" he continued, unphased "We are a lot alike in where it counts. And I happen to like to parts of you that are soft, round, and brown Ms. Jones" he smiled as he leaned into her face, inches away, threatening to kiss her.

Laughing softly as his nose nuzzled hers she questioned "Like what?"

"Well" he sighed, taking a slice of peach out of their bowl of shared fruit. "Your eyes" he smiled "They are soft, round and brown" He leaned into her face, placing light kisses to the skin of her eyelids. As he pulled away from her, he placed the peach at her lips, softly circling it around them, coating them in a light, sweet syrup. "The tip of your nose" he continued, as he fed her half of the slice, relishing in the silky feeling of her lips brushing against his fingers as she bit into it. Sam followed by placing an airy kiss to the tip of her nose, causing her to scrunch it while she giggled at the sensation while chewing. He pulled back, his lips forming an amused smile at the sound of her laughter. "Your lips" he added, staring at them as he licked his. "They happen to be brown, and very soft" Placing the rest of the peach slice into his mouth, he shared a moist kiss with Mercedes, tasting her and the ripe fruit simultaneously, as his hand slid to the sheet, protecting her nudity from the rest of the world. Tugging it down slowly, he sucked on her bottom lip, pulling it back gently, before letting it go, allowing it to reverb as it snap back into place. He kissed his way down her, pointing to her chin as another part of her that he enjoyed. "Oh and these finger tips. I adore that they are soft, round, and brown" he swooned placing her hand to his lips, silently kissing each one, as Mercedes watched in quiet appreciation of the action, enjoying the soft touch of his mouth to her digits. He pulled the sheet farter down, exposing her soft breast, her nipple puckering at the additional air. "And of course, how can I forget the Hallelujah mountains?" he questioned, nuzzling into her, his breath tickling her skin as he spoke. "They are soft, round, and brown" he observed placing breathy kisses to them, as he traced her nipples with a black berry he removed from the bowl, squeezing it slightly, allowing its juice to drip onto her skin. He kissed his way up to her peaks, lapping at the sticky rivers he created, to her moaning approval. He pulled her nipple into his mouth, after tracing it with his mouth. He repeated the action on the other peak, sucking it into an even more stiffened state.

Keeping his face close to her skin, he made his way down to her belly, his breath tickling the light hairs of her skin, sending a slight shiver to her. "Oh and your stomach" he grinned "I love that it is soft, round, and very brown" he stated as he glided his cheek against the additional flesh of her stomach, pressing his lips into it, allowing them to sink into her soft tissue. Mercedes bit down on her bottom lip as a small whimper slipped from her mouth. She slowly ran her fingers through his hair as he pulled the sheet farther down, as he followed it. "Your thighs are also round, soft and brown" he whispered against her quad, kissing his was up her right knee cap. "And I really like them" he smirked, before placing a kiss to her left knee, slowly pulling her legs apart. "And to a part of you that I I'm happy to learn more about" he whispered as he made his way down her inner left thigh. "It is brown, round, and incredibly soft" he grinned right before pressing a kiss to her mound, causing her to groan at his contact. He stuck his tongue out, licking her, sending a radiating heat to quickly spread throughout her body. Her hips lightly moved, as she breathed deeply as if his actions shrank her lung capacity. Working his mouth over her most sensitive body part, Sam slowly lapped at her opening, before sinking two fingers into her, feeling the stretch of her walls, as he stroked her. She called his name out, pushing it from her chest as it heaved from the force of his lips against her clit, her fingers tugging at his hair, before going to her own, unsure how much more she could take. Sam sucked her into his mouth, as he worked his drenched fingers, until her wall collapsed on them, signifying she was in the grips of an orgasm. She whimpered, wined and cried as the intense pleasure caused her to convulse, her eyes slamming shut.

Once her spasms subsided she slowly opened them to find Sam had worked his way back up to her mouth. She kissed him, as her heart beat slowed, her lungs finally able to take the full amount of air she required. He laid his head against her chest, as she played in his hair, and listened to her heat beat and breathing as it slowed, and after a moment turned into a light snoring.

Saturday Evening

Mercedes stirred slightly, rolling, and shifting in bed, as she opened her eyes. Her gazed went straight to the nearest window, to find that the sun's position in the sky had changed dramatically. As her vision cleared, and she became more alert, she quietly cursed herself for falling asleep so long. She turned her head, to find Sam fast asleep, his pink lips slightly parted, as he dreamed. She smiled to herself at how adorably child like he looked as he slumbered. She slid out of bed, trying not to shift the mattress too much, as to alert him of her absence. He shifted to the other side of the bed, to her disappointment for the lost of view of his face, and snuggled into the sheets. She threw on some sweats and a t-shirt, and tip toed into the kitchen to start dinner for the two of them, for their last night alone in the house.

As she prepared their food, Mercedes mind wondered to how happy she was. It was a radiating joy that seemed to transfer into everything she did. She was dating someone who, she could honestly say, adored as a friend. She noticed that even the slight thought of him made a smile pull at the corners of her mouth. She hummed quietly to herself as she cooked, content and full.

Once dinner was finished, all of the food placed on serving platters, Mercedes wondered into the bedroom to get Sam up to eat. She lightly called his name in a delicate sing song fashion, as she pushed open the bedroom door, peeking inside attentively. She was shocked to find the bed empty. Making her way farther into the room, her eyebrows furrowed as she called to him again, while she walked to the bathroom to find it also vacant. Confusion struck her, as she tried to remember if she heard him get up.

Turning back to the bed, she found her light blue shirt dress had been laid out on the bed with a note on top of it. Perplexed by its presents, knowing that she hadn't packed it, she walked over to her clothing, picking up the note which simply said "Put this on". She sat down on the bed, wondering how Sam had found a way to pack an item of her clothing for her, without her knowledge. She then quickly recalled that he had been the one to go upstairs and grab their luggage for the trip. She grinned softly as she shrugged, and began to follow the notes orders, putting on the dress. She walked into the bathroom, placing her hair into an oversized clip, and quickly glossing her lips to freshen up. She then put on a pair of espadrilles that tied around her ankles before heading back into the kitchen, to find Sam.

Walking into the kitchen, she fully expected to find the table set, Sam waiting there for her. However she found that room as empty as it was when she left it, the table still bare. Calling out to Sam again, she turned to find that even all of the food she prepared had been taken, replaced by another hand written note, this time instructing her to "Go to the dock". She held the paper in her hand a moment, hesitating, unsure she read it correctly. A grin replaced her confused expression, as she headed out of the back door of the kitchen.

As she stepped onto the grass at the bottom of the back door stairs, a small giggle escaped her lungs, as her heart filled with a getty excitement. She walked towards Sam, dressed in a blue button down shirt, and kaki board shorts waiting for her with a large smile on his face. "I see you got my notes" he chuckled as he took her hand, leading her to the small table he had set up at the end of the dock. There she found dinner, lit by two large citronella candles, and two fold out chairs pushed under a make shift card table, covered by a large table cloth from the linen closet. "I found all of this stuff in the shed when I put up the inner tubes today" he smiled knowing she was wondering where he found the table and chairs. "Well everything but the candles. I got those at the store. I figured it would be nice if we eat dinner out here for our last night" he explained as he pulled her chair out for her, pushing it in slightly as she sat down. "I over slept after this afternoon" he blushed taking the seat across from her adding "Or I would have made dinner also".

Mercedes blushed while shaking her head. "This is perfect" she giggled looking out to the view they had on the lake, as the sun began to set, turning the sky to a bright orange tone.

"Well I wanted out last night alone to be special" he shrugged with a smile.

The two ate dinner, reliving the past few days, making plans for the next week, and how they would prepare for their big reveal. The sun disappeared over the horizon, as twilight turned into night, their main source of light becoming the candles and the full moon as it rose in the distance.

When both of their plates where empty Mercedes sighed as she watched Sam who insisted he take everything in himself, run back into the house, after clearing the table. She looked out onto the silent waters of the lake, as the sound of all of the nocturnal animals and insects that were waking began to play. "Ms. Jones" Sam called to her softly, having returned, holding his hand out to her to assist her out of her chair. She smiled sweetly as she took it, standing from her place at the table, the first night she took his hand at prom playing back silently in her head. He blew out the candles, and escorted her in the darkness to the sanded area of the lake. "Hold this for me?" he asked as he handed her his guitar case. She nodded and watched in wonder as he slid his shoes off, and rolled up his shorts a bit more before walking towards the dock, ankle deep into the water.

Sam grinned as her eyes lit up at the sight of the small row boat he pulled from under the long legs of the dock, sliding it up to the wet sands of the shore. "Where did you get this?" she questioned as she took his hand while he guided her to their vessel for the evening.

"Well, after you went in" he started as he steadied her while she stepped into the boat, slipping her shoes off once she was seated "I swam around and ran into one of your neighbors out on their dock. I explained why I was out here, and how I wished we had a boat to use for the evening" he smiled as he placed his guitar into the boat. "He offered his for the night if I promised to bring it back tomorrow in the same shape he gave it to me" he smiled as she pushed off into the water before quickly hopping into the boat before the water got too high.

"You are too much" Mercedes laughed holding on to the bench as the boat wobbled as it drifted off into deeper waters.

"I think I'm just enough for you" Sam smiled as he took the ores out of their resting place, rowing them out to the middle of the moon lit lake.

Once out in the center of the small body of water, Sam placed the ores back in their holders, resting his tried arms, as both of them silently appreciated their surroundings. Mercedes eyes turned skyward, noticing that away from the lights of Lima, the stars seemed much more numerous and so much more bright. Sam, following his companion, looked up and gasped at the sight of the night sky. They both sat in awe of the view they were being granted. "It beautiful" Mercedes said above a whisper, as her eyes scanned the heavens. Sam turned his focus to her, his breath taken at the sight. Her face lightly lit by the full and bight moon, causing her skin to glow, giving it a slightly blue shine.

"It sure is" he agreed looking only at her when he said it.

She turned her eyes towards him, shocked that every time that she looked at him, Sam seemed to get much more handsome. It was as if she was constantly rediscovering him.

Sam reached behind him, shaking the boat slightly, as he retrieved his guitar from its case. Once it was situated on his lap, he gently strummed its strings. He seemed calm and collected, but his nerves where on edge, as his mind raced. He knew he planned to serenade Mercedes with a song. However, their talk that afternoon, with her stating that she liked where they were, caused him to reconsider which song he would sing to her. Although he had practiced a particular song just for the occasion, in a last minute decision, Sam decided to switch songs.

Mercedes smiled, totally unaware of the inner turmoil going on in his head, realizing at that moment, she felt differently about Sam. It was something she had never felt before, something stronger than friendship, and like. She thought how sweet he was, and gentle with her. How kind and oddly wise he could sound, and how it seemed he had matured right before her eye.

"Mercedes" he called to her, causing her to focus back on the moment. "I wanted to sing this song for you, as a thank you for everything. Not just this vacation" he blushed, a light sweat starting to coat his hands "But for everything since Prom. For being there for me, and listening to me, and just being you" he smiled.

And with that, Sam began to play, his digits pulling at the strings, a beautifully light melody responding to his actions. Mercedes sat in awe, and adoration as he started singing:

I wish I could do better by you
'Cause that's what you deserve
You sacrifice so much of your life
In order for this to work

While I'm off chasing my own dreams
Sailing around the world
Please, know that I'm yours to keep
My beautiful girl

When you cry a piece of my heart dies
Knowing that I may have been the cause
If you were to leave, fulfill someone else's dreams
I think I might totally be lost

You don't ask for no diamond rings
No delicate string of pearls
That's why I wrote this song to sing
My beautiful girl

As Sam sang Mercedes determined what she felt for him. It was love. And although he was her first boyfriend, her first bite at romance, she was positive that's what she felt for the boy who sat across from her singing in her honor. But would he agree? Would he think she was some silly girl, who was too eager to feel something. As fire flies swooped past her seemingly drawn in by his voice, adding a bit of odd charm to her serenade and lighting the night, she told herself she was in love but it was best to wait to tell the object of her emotion.

As his playing slowed down she smiled as she gazed into his eye connecting with him in a way she had never done before. Suddenly his playing picked back up as he counted off: One, two, one, two, three, four. He then began to sing the lyrics again, this time in an upbeat manner, causing her to giggle, shocked that the song wasn't over.

Once he played the last notes, he was met with a hardy round of applause. He smiled, proud that he had given her a great show. "Liked it?" he grinned placing his fingers on the strings, stopping their vibrations, silencing them. He was answered by a sweet, and swift peck on the lips, as she leaned in to kiss him. She quickly took her seat when she felt them rock a bit too much for her taste.

"It was amazing" she beamed "thank-you Sammy"

He placed his guitar back in its open case, and turned towards her, taking her hands in his, rubbing his thumbs over the back them. He gazed at her, when the sharp pain of dread hit him. He sighed, his face falling as the realization that their time together alone in this manner was facing a countdown.

"What's wrong?" Mercedes questioned, noticing his change in demeanor.

"I just realized" he huffed giving her hands a slight squeeze "by this time tomorrow, reality will hit me again, and I'll be sleeping alone on a cot in the motel" he admitted.

Mercedes squeezed his hands back, in a reassuring manner. "But you're not there yet"

"I know. It's just, I got use to having so much alone time with you" he confessed. "I just can't shake the fact that the weekend is almost over. I wish we could stay here forever"

Mercedes sighed, her heart breaking a bit at his words, wishing the same for them. Suddenly her eyes perked up, an ideal hitting her like a lightning bolt. "Let's sing" she suggested letting go of his hands "get your guitar"

Sam paused, attempting to figure out what had gotten into her. He turned and picked up his instrument questioning "Okay. What are we singing?"

"The song we sing to Stacy and Stevie when we want to put them to bed" she grinned.

"Oh Mercedes" Sam started to protest his shoulders slumping a bit.

"No" she stopped him with a smile "You made me watch that movie, and they made us learn the song so we can sing to them" she laughed remembering how the youngest Evans children begged them to perform that song for them, and how after whenever she was near during bed time, they would ask for them to sing it to them.

"And you're not sick of it yet?" he questioned.

"Nope" she responded with a confident head shake.

"Fine" Sam huffed as he placed his fingers on the strings, unable to resist her demand. Playing the higher pitched strings, causing them to sound more like a ukulele, Sam played the opening notes of the song, knowing them through repletion.

She rocked as he played the intro to the song, swaying to the melody as she smiled at him. And despite not really wanting to, he smiled back at her, sighing before they sang together:

I know
(Mercedes) I know
You belong, to somebody new
But tonight you belong to me

Although
(Mercedes) although
We're apart
your apart of my heart
And tonight, you belong to me

Way down
by the stream
how sweet it would seem
Once more just to dream
in the moonlight

My Honey!

I know
(Mercedes) I know
With the dawn
that you, will be gone
But tonight you belong to me

Just to little ole me.

By the time they sang the last note they were both smiling uncontrollably to where when Sam played the last few chords, they both broke out into a laugh, rocking the boat so much a small splash of water flew into the boat, causing Mercedes to squeak, eyes widening as she clung to the bench she was seated on.

"I think we better bring it in" Sam laughed noticing the fear that graced her eyes.

"Yeah, before we have a mini titanic on our hands" Mercedes joked steadying her balance as Sam put his guitar back in its case and closed it. Taking the ores out of their holders, Sam placed them in the water, beginning to row the two of them back to shore. Once they were in swallow water, Sam hopped out of the boat, pulling it up onto the sandy area. Giving her a hand for assistance, he helped Mercedes out of the boat, before handing his guitar to her, and securing the vessel under the dock, tying it down with a rope to ensure it didn't float away.

Mercedes stood silently in the sand, watching him finish his tasks. Once done, he walked over to his girlfriend, wrapping her up in his arms, nuzzling her close to his body. "This was an amazing night" Mercedes sighed, looking out to the water as the moon light danced on its surface.

"It's not exactly over" Sam shrugged not wanting the moment to end. "We can watch a movie, listen to some music, something"

"Well" Mercedes grinned feeling extremely brazen "I'm not tired yet" she smiled into his shirt, inhaling his scent. "And I didn't exactly swim with you today"

"So you want to go and change into your suit?" he asked into her hair as he leaned into her.

"No" she giggled. She pulled way, laying his case down in the sand. Untying and toeing off her shoes, as she unbuttoned her shirt dress, she beamed as she watched Sam's eyes grow into saucers from her impromptu striptease. She allowed her dress to fall to the sand revealing her pink lace bra, and black boy shorts underwear to Sam and the rest of nature. She stood there silent and still allowing him to take in her body, watching as his eyes grazed over her goose pimpling skin, cooled by the night lake air, and the way he looked at her. Suddenly, with only a loud squeal as warning, Mercedes took off for the water, splashing into the water, causing white foam to wash up on shore.

Her running seemed to wake Sam up from his shock. He quickly followed suit, sliding out of his shirt, and shorts, leaving him in nothing but his boxers as he followed behind Mercedes. He gripped her around her waist as they floated farther away from the shore. She engulfed his waist in her soft thighs, holding on to his neck pulling him into a kiss.

"So a quick night swim?" he laughed swaying with her in the water as he held her wet body close to his.

"I figured you'd approve" she laughed throwing her head back "So I didn't ask"

"Oh you're damn right I approve" he laughed bringing his hand behind her neck bringing her lips to his. He kissed her deeply, as his hips instinctively began to grind against her open core. She reciprocated his passion, as she kissed him back, locking her knees around his waist, pulling him in even closer.

They continued to kiss in this manner, his hands roaming her back, but still supporting her in the water. His hands joined, meeting at the hooks of her bra, threatening to open it when she stopped, pulling her head back from his. "I think we better head inside" she huffed breathless, pulling her body way, feeling that he had become physically excited by her body. "Let's go shower"

"Uh yeah" he agreed reluctantly not really wanting to stop, but allowing her to wiggle out of his grasp. He followed behind her, adjusting himself as he left the water.

They gathered their belongings from the sand, and tip toed into the house, leaving small drops of water from their wet bodies, creating a trail of water and sand through the house as they made their way to the bedroom. Getting their dry clothing together, Sam headed for the door, walking to the other bathroom to clean up.

"Where are you going?" Mercedes asked, walking into the bathroom attached to their shared room

"I'm going to go shower" he Sam answered as if it were obvious.

"When I said 'let's shower" I figured the together was implied" she smiled with a wink before turning and walking into the bathroom.

Sam paused allowing her words to sink in, as the sound of the shower indicating that Mercedes was starting without him, he quickly headed into the bathroom, telling himself it was to make sure he had his share of the hot water, but knowing it was the hot, naked, soon to be soapy girl that propelled him to a light jog behind her.

The two songs used in this chapter where The Girl by City and Colour (Really wanted to get that in before the show used it!) This song is so simple and beautiful. I recomend it for youtubing but no pressure. The second song is Tonight you belong to me. It was in the movie the Jerk (the movie I refered to) which is super silly and sung by Steve Martian and the perfection that is Bernadette Peters. And fun fact apparently it was used in American Horror Story which is written by... yeah you guys already know. I think they would sound so sweet singing this together... and it will come back in this story (And another one I write).

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