Author's Note: Another request by Triple3JC! This is completely AU! There is no telling when this is taking place, but for the sake of it, just bear with me.

Prompt: Sam finds out that Puck was Mercedes' first during a game of Never Have I Ever.

"Never have I ever... ate so much food that I puked!" Rachel said cheerfully.

The group sitting in a circle on the floor all groaned, most of the boys, and surprisingly Brittany took a shot.

"What?" Brittany asked when she received questioning looks. "I love ding-dongs. You can't just eat one."

A few chuckles went around the circle until Santana burst out, "I'm all for playing this drinking game, but can we please spice it up a bit? No more shit about normal activities."

"Yes!" The group exclaimed and Rachel frowned. "Spice it up how, Santana?"

"Like," the Latina placed a finger to her chin as she thought. She smirked. "Never have I ever thought of doing dirty things to Ms. Pillsbury."

All of the boys took shots while the girls looked on in horror. "You can't be serious!" Rachel exclaimed, smacking Finn on the arm.

"What!" Finn defended. "She's hot in a teacher-y kind of way!"

"You're all pigs," Tina scoffed, glaring at Mike and was looking everywhere but his girlfriend. "But," she continued. "I do agree that this game could be spiced up and I like the direction of where this is going."

"Me too," Kurt nodded. "Never have I ever dated Sam."

Mercedes, Brittany, Rachel, Quinn, and Santana all took drinks begrudgingly.

"Oooh, yes!" Tina wiggled in her spot excitedly. "Never have I ever slept with Puck!"

Again, the same group of girls, with the exception of Rachel, all took shots.

"Wait, what?!" Sam gaped at Mercedes.

Mercedes frowned at him. "What? You know I'm not a virgin, Sam."

"Yeah, but I didn't know that you slept with Puck!" He cried out.

Puck guffawed. "Slept with? We got down and damn dirty, pretty boy." He elaborated, despite the glare from Mercedes and her silent pleading for him to stop. "You didn't tell him, Mama?"

"No," Sam answered as Mercedes sat dumbfounded next to her upset boyfriend. "She didn't tell me!"

"Sam," Mercedes put a hand on his arm. "It was nothing. Remember how I told you Puck and I dated sophomore year?" At his nod, she continued, ignoring the fact that the rest of the group was watching and listening intently to their conversation. "Well, uh, we kind of, I mean, he popped my cherry, so to speak..."

Again, Puck let out a snort of laughter. "Popped her cherry... We fucked on any and every flat surface we could find. You know how she is in bed," he nodded at a fuming Sam. "Mama is a wild animal when it comes to sex."

"All right, Puckerman," Quinn interrupted. "I think Sam's head is about to explode so why don't we talk about something else?" The rest of the group noted the tension and agreed.

"Excuse me," Sam mumbled as he stood from the circle and briskly walked up the steps of Rachel's basement.

"Sam!" Mercedes exclaimed, going after him. As she passed Puck, she slapped him upside his head. "Jackass!"

"What?!" Puck cried, holding his head. "I was just being honest!"

Mercedes found Sam upstairs in the kitchen drinking a glass of water. "Sammy," she addressed him.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked without turning to her.

"Because I didn't think it was important!" she whined. "I told you that I wasn't a virgin, why does it matter who took my V-Card?"

"Because it's Puck!" Sam yelled, slamming the cup on the counter and Mercedes jumped. "You slept with Puck!"

Closing her eyes, Mercedes took a deep breath and counted to five before opening her eyes again. "Okay, Sam, look," she walked up to him and tentatively put her arms around his waist. When he didn't push her away she pulled his body to hers and stared up into his green orbs. "I need you to understand and believe me when I say there is nothing and never will be nothing between me and Puck," she told him gently. He looked down at her and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "We literally dated for one week and most of the time, yeah, we fucked, but it was just so I could continue my high school career without my V-Card hanging over my head. He used me for popularity cause I was a Cheerio at the time and I used him for experience and a good lay."

Sam stared down at his girlfriend, feeling his body relax as he took in her words. "I believe you," he sighed. "I'm sorry for overreacting. I just thought... I don't know..." He shook his head as he looked away and Mercedes frowned.

She grabbed his chin in her hand and forced him to look at her. "I love you, Sam," she whispered.

Sam smiled and kissed her nose. "I love you, too."

"Good." She wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers tugging at the hair at the nape of his neck. "No more jealousy and freak outs?"

He shook his head and she kissed him with a grin on each of their lips. After a few moments, they parted for air and he leaned his forehead against hers. "Now, about you being a Cheerio..."

Noting the deviousness in his tone, Mercedes raised her eyebrow in suspicion. "What about it?"

"Do you still have the uniform?" He asked with a sly smile.

Mercedes grinned mischievously as she nodded. "Skirt and all."

"Oh, shit..." he groaned as he imagined her in the uniform and Mercedes giggled.

A/N: Oooooooooookay. So, I hope this okay! Review, please!