A/N: Hey guys! So I forgot to mention that these shots came about because of all the spoilers and pictures I've seen on the Glee Wiki. My Samcedes feels got the best of me and I had to write something. So here they are.

About this one. It got a little...ratchet. It seems that's where I live lately. (You don't believe me, read Throw This Money On You.)

Anyway, Happy Reading!

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NOTE - All the bold with in the dialogue are the song lyrics.

DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own: Glee or any of the characters or Take It Out On Me by Florida Georgia Line

Mercedes Jones sat on the couch in the apartment she shared with her boyfriend. She had met Thomas Ravanel over a year ago. He was the manager of a swanky club in Manhattan called Swag. She had had an industry event to attend and they met. She liked him instantly. He was tall, brown hair, blue eyes, muscular and oh so fine.

They had been together for eight months when he asked her to move in to his his lavish apartment. Everything was going amazing until they had they're first real fight. And there they were, two years later and the fighting hadn't gotten any better.

She was thankful for her friends though. They were all supportive They never pushed her to feel one or the other about Thomas. Just to do whatever was best for her. Sam was the best. He would let her come over to his new place any time she wanted to vent about whatever bullshit she and Thomas had fought about. She was lucky to have a friend like him.

"Where are you going?" Mercedes asked Thomas as he came out the bedroom in a black pinstripe suit.

"Out. I have to work." he said checking his reflection in the mirror.

"I thought we were supposed to be going to dinner."

"Change of plans." he said looking at in the mirror. "Obviously." he muttered.

"Don't do that. Don't say things under your breathe like that." she yelled. "You just canceled on me last night, Tom."

"And I have to cancel again." Thomas yelled as he turned to face her. "Now you can hang out with your high school friends."

"I plan on it. At least they keep their promises to me." Mercedes said scowling.

"Grow up, Mercedes. It's a child's notion that everyone can keep every promise they make." he said rolling his yes as he grabbed his house keys. "I'll be back late. Don't bother making me dinner, I'll eat at the club." he said and then he was gone. She stood in the middle of her living room, shocked, angry and a little bit sad.

Thomas had forgotten their anniversary. He hadn't noticed that she was dressed in her favorite grape colored sheath dress, or that her hair and make-up were done to the nines. It was 10:45pm and they were supposed to have a late dinner and catch a late movie. It was simple. They lived in New York. The night offered just as many opportunities for romance as the day. She wiped the tears from her eyes, grabbed her clutch, her keys and phone and left the apartment. Once outside she hailed a cab and headed toward her destination.

She climbed the stairs of the building to the second floor. She walk down the hallway past all the doors until she reached the one at the very end. She had cried the whole way here. They were tears of sadness and of anger. Mercedes wiped her face again before she knocked. She heard footsteps inside coming toward the door.

When the door swung open, Sam stood there shirtless. She felt the heat rise in her cheeks and...other places. She tried to give him a smile but all she could muster were tears.

"What'd he do this time?" Sam asked as he pulled her into the apartment. Mercedes wrapped her arms around him. "Did he break your heart? I can tell you been crying and baby here you are." he said as he pulled back and wiped the tears away from her eyes with the pads of his thumbs. She was silent as more tears fell. "And I always know any time you show up at my door past 11 o'clock that he really must've pissed you off."

"It's our anniversary." she said quietly. "He went to work on our anniversary."

"I'm sorry, Mercy." Sam said leading her to the couch. Mercedes threw her clutch on the table and kicked her shoes off.

"It's not your fault he sucks." she said finally getting angry. Sam rubbed her back. "I'm sorry Sam. I just bargained in and starting venting.

"I don't mind. I wasn't busy." he said with a crooked smile. "And you're upset."

"I'm angry." Mercedes said through gritted teeth. "But I don't want to take it out on you." Sam smirked. For two years now Mercedes had been coming to him with her relationship problems. He personally hated Thomas but he wasn't going to let how he felt color her opinion of him. He always encouraged Mercedes to follow her heart. But lately, he's been wanting to tell her how he truly felt about her. He was going to bite the bullet now.

"What did you say?"

"I said I'm mad but I don't want to take it out on you." Mercedes said looking him in the eyes.

"Take it out on me. Put your lips on mine." Sam said bravely. She looked at him wide eyed. He continued before she spoke. "Let me take his wrong and make it right this time."

"Sam, what are you..."

"I've wanted to say this for a long time." he said.

"Say what?" she asked. "I mean I'm rude when this shit happens. I just show up and..."
"Yeah, you can just come over, you ain't gotta call." Sam said said scooting closer to her. "You always got a shoulder anytime it all goes bad. When you're 'bout to break, when you're mad as hell, you can always take it out on me.
You can take it out on me baby."

"I don't know what to say."
"Nothing. Just listen. If you ever wanna leave, baby. In the middle of the night, that's alright. You can take off your coat, baby come on in." Sam said. "I know that it's not always there but I know you want to get some kind of revenge. It's natural."

"Admittedly, sometimes." Mercedes said sheepishly.

"Girl, let me help to get back at him." he said. She looked him in the eyes again.

"That'd be cheating." she said. "I don't want to break up."
"And I don't know why you never say goodbye."

"You know why." Mercedes said looking away.

"Mercedes, whatever hell he's puttin' you through," he said putting his index finger under her chin and tilting her head to look at him. "I can't wait for you to take it out on me."

"What am I supposed to do, then?' she said.

"Put your lips on mine." he said as he pressed his lips against her softly. "Let me take his wrong and make it right this time. Yeah, you can just come over, you ain't gotta call." he said kissing her again. "You always got a shoulder anytime it all goes bad. When you're 'bout to break, when you're mad as hell, you can always take it out on me." Sam leaned over and kissed her passionately this time. Her first instinct was to fight him but something just felt right about his lips against hers. Her breath hitched when she felt him touch her panty clad core. "Yeah, I'll lay you down and love you just the way you should be." he said as he laid her down on the couch. "Baby, so now that you're ready; take it out on me." he whispered as he pushed her panties to the side.

"Sam." Mercedes whimpered as he stroked her clit.
"You can take it out on me baby. If you ever wanna leave, baby. In the middle of the night, that's alright You can take it out on me." Sam whispered.

"But Thomas..." she said, trying to keep her mind clear.

"Forget him. Just put your lips on mine. Let me take his wrong and make it right this time." Sam said as his lips crashed against her again. "Yeah, you can just come over, you ain't gotta call. You always got a shoulder anytime it all goes bad." he whispered as he laid kisses along her jaw. "When you're 'bout to break, when you're mad as hell, you can always take it out on me." Mercedes arched her back as his fingers moved fastest against her clit and his kisses moved down to her neck. "You can take it out on me baby. If you ever wanna leave, baby. In the middle of the night, that's alright. You can take, take, take it out on me." Sam said as he slid three fingers into her wet and waiting pussy. Mercedes moaned as he worked his fingers deep inside of her. He took the opportunity of her arching to use his other hand and pull her dress up and over her head. He squeezed her ample breasts and she moaned louder.

Sam watched her pout when he pulled his fingers from her tightness. He licked his fingers clean before he slid her panties from her body. He helped her sit up as he sat on the floor in front of her. He spread her legs wide. Mercedes bit her bottom lip as Sam spread her pussy lips apart. He leaned forward and flicked his tongue across her erect clit. He watched as she slid her lacy bra to the side and played with her semi-erect slipped his tongue in her wet pussy and Mercedes lost control. She ground herself against his face. Sam made sure that he tongue-fucked her like she should be. Good and proper.

Sam didn't stop his tongue lashing even after he felt her body erupt into orgasm. Mercedes screamed his name as he sucked her clit into his mouth and licked up every ounce of cum that gushed from her. He slid his tongue from her opening to her clit to her bellybutton to first her left nipple then her right. He licked and sucked each on making sure they had equal attention. She hadn't noticed that while he was doing all of this Sam had slide his basketball shorts off and a condom on to his raging hard-on. As he helped her out of her bra, he kissed her lips and slid into her tight, wet pussy. She moaned into his mouth.

Sam moved in and out of her slowly at first until she raised her hips and he sank to the hilt inside of her. He put her legs on his shoulders and pounded her pussy with vigor.

"Harder." Mercedes moaned. Sam followed the instruction and slammed into her as hard as he could. "Fuck! Deeper!" she screamed. He again did as he was told and pushed his granite-like cock in to her pussy and added depth to his strong plunges. "Fuck Sam!" she screamed as she felt him tap her cervix. "Faster!" Sam always one to follow instructions given to him by a beautiful woman added speed to his hard and deep movements.

His cock throbbed with anticipation of her oncoming orgasm. The louder she moaned and the more she screamed his name, Sam knew that they were going to meet ecstasy at the same time. As her tight pussy squeezed his massive dick he fucked her like a beast.

"Sam!" she screamed as her cum gushed all over his pounding cock.

"Mercy!" he groaned as he came. He knew he felt his release inside of her pussy through the bare skin condom because she rolled her hips forward and began to cum on his dick again. When her pussy finally stop gripping him, he pulled out of her. She turned on her side and allowed him to lay behind her on the couch. "You alright?"

"Yeah." she said with an exhausted smile.

"You regret it?" Sam asked softly as he kissed the back of her neck.

"No." she said matching his tone.

"How do you feel?" he asked. She turned to look at him and locked his lips into a fiery kiss. Mercedes finally realized that in two years this is the first time that she had felt, happy, satisfied and right.