A/N: Hey guys! So I started writing this Tuesday before Glee. I literally had the first paragraph written by the time I saw the episode. (Weird!) Anyway, it took so long to write it because I had to step out of my comfort zone and for those of you who have read my other works, like Throw This Money, What Was I Thinkin' or even previous chapters of this story, then you know that my comfort zone is hot, sticky, ridiculously ratchet sex.
This is not like that. I hope I did the situation justice.
Happy Reading!
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DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own: Glee, it's characters or My, My, My by Johnny Gill.
TIP: This song is a lot of JG being well, JG. Runs and repeated words, so I had to cut down on them for overall flow. All words in BOLD are lyrics.
"I'm a virgin, Sam and I want it to be special. Not just some random night of lust. I want to wait until I'm married." Sam Evans just kept hearing Mercedes say those words over and over in his head. He had tried to be with her...sexually...for the third time this week when she finally blurted that out. He understood and he knew that it must've taken a lot for her to tell him that. As he lay on the couch his ran over what she had said again.
"She wants it to be special." he whispered to the empty room. "She wants to be married." he said aloud. He didn't understand that, but he knew she wasn't the only girl who felt that way. So, his mind began to move rapidly. He was going to give Mercedes exactly what she wanted.
Sam and Mercedes spent the next couple of months hugged up on her couch making out, hugged up in her bed making out, hugged up in a cab making out or hugged up in the studio making out. He didn't pressure her. There was no need to. He knew that she needed him to love her and cherish her and that's exactly what he did. They didn't spend all of their time being hugged up and making out; they spent a lot of time talking, getting to know each other, for real this time. They loved each other. Sam admittedly had never been this way with a girl before and he wanted to do it right. He wanted to treat her right. She was awesome and she deserved it.
One night over dinner, Sam looked across the table at Mercedes. She met his eyes and smiled the brightest, warmest smile ever given to man and something happened within him. Something clicked and he knew what he had to do.
The next day, Sam got up early, showered and headed over to see Kurt and Rachel.
When Sam arrived at the loft, he found Kurt and Rachel in the middle of their morning routine. Rachel making coffee and Kurt manning the stove.
"Hey guys." he said taking a seat at the table.
"Hey." Rachel said with a smile. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong. I just need some advice from Mercedes' two best girlfriends." Sam said.
"Then you've come to the right place." Kurt said handing Sam a bowl of fruit.
"Thanks."
"What'd you need?" Rachel asked taking her plate of tofu bacon and organic herb home fries from Kurt.
"I need to plan a special night for Mercedes but I have no idea what I'm doing." he confessed.
"What's the night for? Just because, big announcement." Kurt asked sitting at the table with his plate.
"Big announcement I guess." Sam said popping a grape in his mouth.
"Ok, well, what's the announcement because that will determine what the night is like." Rachel said, sipping her juice. Sam was silent for a long moment. He reached into his jacket pocket and put a small light blue box on the table.
"What the hell is that?" Kurt asked his mouth full.
"The future." Sam said. "It's not much but it's been in my family for a long time and my dad said that I could have it because it was about time I realized what he realized a long time ago."
"Is that..." Rachel gaped. "Lemme see." she said excitedly. Sam handed her the box and inside was a white gold ring with a square diamond with two smaller diamonds on either side of it. "It's beautiful."
"It was my great-grandmother's." Sam informed her.
"Are you serious about this?" Kurt asked leaning over and looking at the ring in Rachel's hand.
"Absolutely." Rachel and Kurt looked at each other for a moment before turning back to Sam. "So?" he asked.
"We'll help." they said together. "But only if I get to be the maid of honor." they said still in unison.
"Kurt, no." Rachel said.
"I am Mercedes' oldest and dearest friend, Rachel Berry." Kurt said. "You will not steal my thunder."
"Guys, she has to say yes first and before that I have to plan this special night." Sam said.
"Leave that to us." Kurt said. "You just show up and look handsome."
"Thank you." Sam said getting to his feet.
"Of course." Rachel said getting up and hugging him. "I'm so excited!" she said bouncing on her toes. "But here." she said handing him a credit card.
"What's this for?"
"Buy her something pretty and get yourself a nice suit." she said. "It's the Funny Girl card and I can use it for whatever I want, so I'm using it to fund this date." Rachel said quickly before he could protest. "It's my gift to two of my best friends."
"Thanks Rachel." Sam said hugging her again. "Later Kurt."
"Uh huh." Kurt said with a wave of his hand without looking up from his laptop. Sam left the loft feeling confident that by the end of the week, he and Mercedes would be engaged.
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Sam had been in constant contact with Kurt and Rachel. They had decided that Sam would keep Mercedes out of the their house all day on Saturday while they set up. Rachel told him that she'd give Mercedes the Funny Girl card and tell her to go nuts. They expected her to be extravagant with it and the most extravagant thing she'd bought had been a pair of Manolo Blahnik. So on Saturday, Sam and Mercedes spent the day spending Fannie Brice's money. When the sky grew dark the two of them headed home. Mercedes unlocked the door and when they stepped inside they were met by Kurt and Rachel.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Mercedes asked.
"Here." Rachel said holding a garment bag out to her.
"What's this?"
"Put it on. You're hair and make-up still looks flawless, so don't worry about that."
"Rachel..." Mercedes started.
"Stop being stubborn." Rachel said her hands on her hips.
"But..." she began again.
"Mercedes, put on the damn dress." Kurt said this time as he pointed up the stairs. Mercedes looked to Sam who just shrugged. She took the bag from Rachel and went upstairs.
"I'll go help her." Rachel said. "That was an amazing choice by the way, Sam." the small girl said on her way up the stairs.
"Thanks." he called after her.
"Here." Kurt said handing him his bag. "I made a few...adjustments. It's more you less Principal Figgins."
"I don't even know what that mean." Sam muttered.
"Go, go, go." Kurt said shooing him. Sam went upstairs to his room. While he was dressing he heard Mercedes and Rachel arguing. He buttoned up this white shirt and then knocked on her door. Mercedes opened the door holding the dress he bought her.
"What?" she asked.
"What's going on?" he asked.
"Mercedes is being stubborn." Rachel said.
"I am not."
"Mercedes what's wrong?" Sam asked.
"She won't put on the dress." the Jewish girl answered.
"I just don't know why I'm putting this dress on." Mercedes said.
"Why does that matter?" Rachel said. "It doesn't." Mercedes went to speak again but Sam interrupted.
"Put on your red dress and slip on your high heels and some of that sweet perfume, it sure smells good on you. Slide on your lipstick, and let all your hair down 'cause baby, when you get through I'm gonna show off you." he said. "It's a date. Please do this."
"A date?" she asked.
"Tonight will be a special night, no matter where we go and I'm so proud to be with you." he said kissing her forehead. She smiled, nodded and shut the door.
A little while later Mercedes met him back at the bottom of the stairs.
"You look..." he said into her ear. She blushed slightly.
"What?" she asked.
"I just want to let you know you got me sayin' my, my, my, my, my, my. You sure look good tonight and you're so damn fine. I wanna say my, my, my, my, my, my, you sure look good tonight." Sam said.
Rachel had been right. Sam had done a good job in picking out a dress for her. It was dark red, the cap sleeves and across the top were lace that looked like roses, it hugged all of her curves just the right way and it fell two or three inches above her knees.
"This way." Kurt said opening the double doors leading to the living room. He led them through to the dining area where the table was set to the nines. Glass dishes, metal forks, candles. Kurt held Mercedes chair out for her, she smiled at him and sat, Sam following her lead. Kurt left them alone but returned briefly. He held a bottle out for Sam. Sam read it and nodded. Kurt popped the cork and poured the golden liquid into their champagne flutes. "Is there anything
else I can get you?"
"Not right now." Sam said his eyes locked on his woman. Kurt nodded, winked at Mercedes and left the room.
"What's going on?" Mercedes asked smiling. "This is all so beautiful."
"Honestly?" he asked.
"Of course."
"I asked them to help me plan a special date for you."
"Aww." she gushed. "You're adorable."
"I didn't want to mess it up." Sam said.
"Sam, you and I could have made S'mores over a candle and it would have been a special date because you thought of it." Mercedes informed him. "But this...it's already sweet but the fact that you put so much thought into wanting to make it special...that makes it even better."
"I was worried you wouldn't like it."
"You shouldn't have been." she smiled as she leaned over and kissed his lips. When Kurt came back he cleared his throat and sat their plates down. He uncovered them, refilled their glasses and left the room again. Sam and Mercedes ate, laughed and fell even more in love with each other. Kurt cleared the dinner plates and refilled the glasses again.
"Dessert will be served shortly." he said before he left again. Sam nodded. He was growing nervous. Kurt had told him the plan when he came back downstairs. A few minutes later, Kurt and Rachel brought out two covered plates. "Bon apetit." When they left the room this time they stood in the doorway, peeking into the dining area.
"Here. Let me." Sam said lifting the cover off of her plate. She smiled at him but her mouth fell open when she looked down at her plate to find an opened Tiffany's box in the center.
"Sam..." she said looking up at him wide eyed.
"I asked you two years ago." Sam said picking up the box.
"What?"
"I asked you two years ago. Remember? Do you think you'll ever get married; 'cause I know this really awesome dude who's great at impression and really into you?" Sam said.
"I remember that." she said as a small smile crept on her face.
"Well, I'm a little older and...a lot wiser so I want to do it right." Sam said getting out of his chair. He turned her to face him as he got down on one knee. "I had no idea what to say to you but my dad gave me some advice. Don't plan, don't think, just look into her eyes and let your heart do the talking. And now that I'm down here and I'm looking into those beautiful, soulful brown eyes, I realize that he was right." He reached up and wiped the tears that were already falling her eyes. "Mercedes Jones, you have changed my life. When I'm with you I'm the man that I've always wanted to be and you still challenge me to be better. You've never asked me to change who I am, what I stand for, you just accepted me. I didn't have to stop doing impressions, I didn't have to help you be mean to people, I didn't have to be anyone other than Sam." he said squeezing her hand. "I needed that in my life. I didn't realize it but I was able to make it through all my family stuff because of the man I had become while dating you. You were looking for an adult to be with. So I had to grow up. Not just for you but for my family. When I came back to McKinley, I knew that you and I would get back together. We had something special. I couldn't really function without it. I think the fact that I dated Brittany, whose heart always belonged to Santana, is evidence that I couldn't function. She and I had never really talked before and we just clung to each out of sadness. Rebound relationships can make you crazy, Mercedes." Sam said causing her to laugh. "Anyway, none of the past matters anymore. We're here in this moment together and I don't want to wait anymore. I don't want be without you by my side anymore. You make me stronger, better. I never, ever want to lose that. Lose who I am as a person, as a man." he said removing the ring from the box. "So, I'm asking you again. Miss Mercedes Jones, will you do me the great pleasure of being my wife?"
Mercedes was shocked. Her heart was bubbling over and she couldn't stop her tears from falling. She glanced toward the kitchen to find Kurt and Rachel embracing each other tears rolling. She looked back into Sam's green eyes and saw nothing but truth and love. She was feeling so many emotions but she knew that this time, she couldn't run from them. She couldn't avoid them but something inside of her didn't want to do that anymore. Not with Sam. She loved him and she wanted to be with him – in every way possible.
"Yes." she whispered. "Yes, I'll marry you." Sam beamed as he slipped the ring onto her finger. He rose from the floor and wrapped her in a tight embrace. Kurt and Rachel ran from the kitchen and wrapped their friends in a hug.
"Congratulations." they said.
"Thank you." Mercedes said looking into Sam's eyes. He looked at her confused. He had seen that look before but nothing ever happened after it except he spent about thirty minutes in the bathroom.
"We're gonna go." Kurt said beaming. "Congratulations." he said hugging each of them again. They smiled and watched as he pulled Rachel out the front door. Sam turned his attention back to Mercedes. She still had that look in her eye.
"What?" he asked quietly. She said nothing just pressed her lips against his hotly. When she broke the kiss, she took his hand and led him upstairs. Sam was surprised when she led him to the bathroom that was attached to the bedroom but could be accessed from the hallway. He closed the door behind him and when he turned back to face her she was unzipping her dress. His eyes were wide when the dress fell gently to the ground. He could tell she was nervous. Sam took a step toward her and kissed her softly.
"Sam, I..." Mercedes started.
"Baby, just slip on your nightgown." he said handing her the short silky slip of a thing. He watched as it cascaded over her body. "Step in our bedroom." he said grabbing her hand and leading her into the bedroom. "First I wanna take some time, I just wanna look at you." Sam said taking a step away from her as his eyes feasted on the sight of her. "Girl, you are so fine, I cant believe my eyes and all that I wanna do, I wanna make love to you." Mercedes blushed but he pulled her body flush against his. Sam shrugged out of his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt, took it off and threw it to the side. He unbuckled his bed, pulled his pants off and stood before her in a pair of low rise boxer briefs. He smirked when he saw her eyes drawn to his crotch.
Sam kissed her and walked her backward toward the bed. Her knees hit the edge and she fell back, Sam along with her. He kissed her lips, her neck, her clavicle. His one hand ran along the smooth skin of her thigh, while the other was holding her hand.
"Sam." she said between kisses.
"I can stop." he whispered.
"No, I love you." she said looking into his green eyes. He kissed her again, deeply, passionately.
"I love you too. I don't want you to worry about anything, Mercedes because tonight will be a special night, of many more to come and I'm so proud to be with you." he said truthfully. "I'm so proud to share your love." This time she kissed him feverishly. One hand on the back of his neck, the other tracing circles on his chiseled bare chest. Sam let out a deep sigh when she broke the kiss. "My, my, my, my, my, my." he said staring into her lust filled eyes. "You sure look good tonight I wanna say my, my, my." She kissed him again gently.
"What's next?" Mercedes whispered.
"We make love all night long, make love till the break of dawn." Sam said and he grinned when she squirmed. He adjusted his position until he was on his knees in front of her. He grabbed the bottom of her nightgown and pulled it up over head and tossed it to the side. "Arch your back." he instructed. She did as she was told, Sam reached beneath her and unhooked her bra, then helped her out of it. When he saw the pink rush to her cheeks he kissed her lips softly. "I love you." he said against her mouth. She smiled sweetly and continued to watch him. Sam slid his hands down her sides until his hands found her lacy panties. He looped his index fingers into the sides and gently slid them down her shapely legs. He was surprised when she didn't try to cover herself. He tossed her panties and kissed her again and trailed them down her body. Her neck, her chest, the tops of her ample breasts, her soft belly, until he found the promised land.
Mercedes inhaled sharply when she felt his wet tongue slide against her. Her body vibrated as he placed long, slow, wet strokes into her saturated core. Sam pushed her to the brink but backed off before she fell over the edge. He moved back up her body and kissed her. She devoured his tongue, secretly enjoying the taste of herself. He broke their kiss, climbed off the bed and removed his underwear. Mercedes couldn't help but stare at the long, hard, smooth member he was wielding. He reached into the nightstand and pulled out a wrapper, ripped it open and before her eyes slid a condom on. She took a deep breath. He was wearing a condom and this was going to be her first time, but it was special. Sam just wasn't any man, he was her fiance. Sam crawled back onto the bed and positioned himself between her legs.
"You ok?" he asked, taking both of her hands in his. She nodded. "I'm so proud to be with you. So proud to share your love." Sam said pushing into her. He stopped while she adjusted to his first movement. He squeezed her hands tightly and kissed her as he broke past the barrier within her. She winced and he stopped.
"No, don't. Just move please." she whispered. He did what she asked and she sighed when the pain ended and the pleasure started. Sam slid in and out of her slowly in a steady rhythm. She was so tight around him.
"You got mesayin' my, my, my, my, my, my." he said as he watched her face react to the pleasure her body was receiving. "You sure look good tonight. I wanna love you, I want to love you in every, every way." Sam leaned down and captured one of her nipples into his mouth, bathing the dark brown pebble with his tongue.
"Sam.." Mercedes moaned.
"Let me, let me show you how sweet its gonna be." he said between licks. "I wanna show you things that you never..." he said sucking her nipple causing her to moan deeply. "ever..." he said switching nipples. "ever seen before." he said, never losing his rhythm inside of her. Mercedes arched her back and Sam picked up speed. His movements were still slow and deliberate but they were also hard and deep.
"Oh Sam." she vocalized, her eyes closed, one leg around his waist.
"I'm in the mood to love you all night long." he said pushing himself inside of her tightness. "Let me, let me show you how sweet its gonna be." he said rolling them over putting her on top of him. Mercedes was a natural. Sam grabbed her hips and showed her how he liked it and she took control.
Sam and Mercedes spent the rest of the night giving each other pure, raw, unadulterated pleasure. They were completely in sync. He moved, she moved, she moved, he moved. When Mercedes' body was finally to weak to go on and her aftershocks had subsided, she laid her head on Sam's chest. Rachel was right.
"How you feeling?" Sam asked as he pulled her closer to him and kissed the top of her head. Mercedes sighed. She was feeling a lot of things, all at once but there was only one word to sum up how she was feeling.
"Right." she said meeting his smiling eyes. "I'm feeling right."