I usually don't do it but I have seen this post on other fanfic writers pages and its bothering me. Yes on Glee the TV show Santana was a Lesbian. But in fanfiction world an Alternate Universe (AU) she can be whatever we as writers want her to be. If you have a problem with how we write our characters then stop reading. Telling us how to write our stories just gets ridiculous at this point. We don't desperately need you to like us or our works. I am so tired of great amazing writers getting discouraged because of how they see their own stories. I can admit now that I stopped updating a few times because I was made to feel bad about my own work. Its stops now. I can see if we were writing a canon story. Then having Santana be straight or Bisexual would be wrong because yes she was a Lesbian but as I stated this story along with my others are not canon at all. If I want any of my characters to be Bi, Straight, Gay, Lesbian, Pansexual, Asexual or any other sexual identity out there I can do it because as I stated before its my story. Please writers don't let these haters squash your talent. You can write what you want.
I do appreciate you guys reading my works so please don't think I don't and I love reading your reviews. I just don't like being judged for how I feel or what I write and I am sure others feel the same. We write out of joy not obligation. Stay Blessed and enjoy.
Sam awoke with a smile as he turned over and noticed a sleeping Mercedes. He brushed the hair out of her face and placed small kisses down her neck. Mercedes moaned slightly but kept her eyes closed. Sam moved closer to her nuzzling his nose into her neck. Last night was amazing for him, he had never felt so connected with anyone before.
"I know you aren't sleep."
"You don't know that for sure."
Sam laughed. "You are talking to me that is how I know you are up."
"Sam we literally went to sleep like two hours ago, how are you awake already?"
Sam ran his hands down her body. "I tend to wake up at 7 no matter how much sleep I have gotten."
"Well I am the kind of person who needs her beauty sleep."
"Beauty sleep? As beautiful as you are, I am sure you can lose a few more hours…" His voice trailed off as he hovered over her. She opened her eyes to stare into his green orbs. Sam seemed to know her body only after a few hours. Mercedes licked her lips trying to not show just how much she enjoyed being with or around Sam.
"Oh and if I wake up what is in it for me?"
Sam spread her legs with his moving between them. His naked form brushing against hers as he lowered himself slightly to her. She moaned as she felt his manhood grow above her,
"Oh I think you might enjoy yourself."
Sam lowered his head and took her lips in his as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Returning his kiss, her legs were next to wrap around Sam. She knew what they were sharing was a one time thing, she also knew that after this experience she would most likely go back to her celibate lifestyle. So giving herself to Sam in anyway was a no brainer at the moment.
Unable to resist the pull of her thighs Sam thrusted himself into her feeling immediately like this is where he belonged just like he had last night. There was something different about being with her than it was with all the other girls he had been with. She was beautiful no doubt, but it was more than that. She seemed to fit in his arms. And the way her walls wrapped around him, made him feel at home between her legs. Maybe this didn't have to be a one time thing…
"Oh God..Sam!"
She screamed as he hit a particularly good spot of hers. She gripped his back as he he pushed himself deeper within her. Sam pulled back slowly before he pushed his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt this time. She was so wet and so tight, and if Sam had this been their first time, he would've have done this slow and soft, but being inside of her made something inside of him feel primal, he needed her fast and hard. She was his for the time being, she'd told him he could have her anyway he wanted, so he was going to do just that. He set a steady pace inside of her as he bent down to bury face in her neck. "You feel so good around me, Mercedes. Like a glove…mmm you feel amazing," he panted as Mercedes moaned into his thrust needing more. Each one came with him hitting her spot over and over again. She bit her lip gripping Sam's neck. "You feel good too Sam, so good, don't stop please."
Sam smiled glancing up to her. "Not gonna, not if I can help it." Sam breathed out as he thrusted fluttered around him, pulling him in tighter and he felt himself losing control. "Mercedes…" he called out as he snapped his hips forward, his thrusts speeding up as his pleasure started to building, taking him closer and closer. "Mmm, I'm getting so close." Mercedes wrapped her thighs around his waist as she tilted her hips up towards him so he could go even deeper. She knew she was close too, she ran her hands through his hair gripping him tighter with her legs. "Faster, I'm so close….just like that." Her breathing increased as she felt herself being pushed closer to bliss. She needed and wanted to cum with him so she swirled her hips hoping it would bring him closer to the edge.
Sam tried to hold out he knew that with every swirl of her hips he felt more of that control slipping and he reached between them as best he could and found her clit with his fingers. He worked the sensitive nub in time with his thrusts. "Come on…cum for me," he grunted, the muscles in his neck and arms straining as he pushed them both closer to the edge. Mercedes was so close that the moment Sam flicked her clit she fell over the edge clenching him for all he was worth. She cried out his name holding him tight as she felt him contract within her. Her body shook and her cries subsided as her orgasm died down and the thrusts slowed. "Oh my God that was… I mean." She swallowed hard trying to catch her breath. "Sam you are amazing…so so so so so amazing."
Sam collapsed on the bed trying to catch his breath. "So are you...I don't know how I am supposed to walk away from you now."
Mercedes smiled rolling her eyes. "Uh huh I am sure the moment you leave here I will just be another notch on your belt."
Sam rolled over. "For your information missy I don't wear belts. And I was being serious...I know this was just supposed to be one night but what if we got to know each other?"
Mercedes stood from the bed walking to her chair and grabbing her robe. "Sam we both agreed this would be a one night thing."
Sam stood grabbing his boxers and walking over to her. "Tell me you can just walk away...you can't. You are like me. We can't just hook up and walk away. Its not how we are. We care about ourselves and how others perceive us. We would say we won't get to know each other but exchange numbers just in case we want to hook up again. But in the midst of texting you to see if you want to hook up I will ask about your day. You will answer and we will slowly start talking. You will invite me to coffee and I will ask you to dinner. Soon we will start dating and well its inevitable. SO how about you just cut the month or so where we pretend we aren't thinking about each other and we just agree to get breakfast and find out more about each other?"
Mercedes shook her head as Sam pulled her closer. He was right. She really did enjoy their night, it wasn't just the sex, it was their conversations too. Just laying in bed catching their breaths and talking randomly. She sighed.
"Ok fine maybe I don't do the whole hook up things and maybe I like you enough to at least grab breakfast with you."
Sam smiled licking his lips. "Ok well how about I go home, change and come back up here and we do this right."
"Sam there is something I should tell you about me though."
Mercedes phone rang and she turned it off turning back towards Sam. Sam held up his hands grabbing his coat. "Unless what you have to tell me is that you are married. I think it can wait. So meet me downstairs in say 45 minutes?"
Mercedes smiled nodding. "Okay."
Sam grabbed her phone placing his number in it then kissed her gently before leaving her room. Her phone rang again and she sighed happily answering it.. "Hello?"
"Mercedes I am coming up and you need to open the door."
"Quinn? What's going on?"
"Richard was at the club last night and he didn't particularly like seeing you and Sam together."
"Okay what does that have to do with anything."
"Just open the door okay?"
Mercedes hung up her phone walking to the door. She opened the door and Quinn walked in immediately shutting it. She handed Mercedes a magazine and Mercedes frowned sitting on the bed. The cover featured her and Sam at his car kissing and inside were pictures of her and Sam from the club and entering the hotel.
"What the hell? Mercy J gets her groove back with male stripper?"
"The tabloids are having a field day with it. Apparently from what Tana told me Richard shot the photos and sent them to Esquire who has been foaming at the mouth to get a story on you. Its everywhere."
"They called Sam a stripper. I can't believe this. I have to call him before he sees this. He doesn't know about me and this is not the impression I really want him to have."
"I have already put Finn and Mike on look out for him."
"He is supposed to come back up here for breakfast but now I think he should just stay away until this blows over."
Mercedes dialed Sam's number and waited for him to answer. His phone went to voicemail and she sighed hanging up and dialing again. After the fourth call she decided to just leave him a message.
"Hey Sam its Mercedes. I know we are supposed to meet up but something came up so I think that we should meet up later. I really do need to talk to you so please call me back."
She placed her phone down and glanced at Quinn. "Richard needs to pay for this. Come on how can they even post this?"
"Tana is taking care of it and don't worry Richard will get his."
"How did she even know Richard did it?"
"He called her bragging. I honestly think he was drunk and was trying to dial you but somehow called her. The bad thing is there is nothing we can do about it because he is free to send them whatever he wants and they are free to print it. But then again they have never stood toe to toe with Satan so we will see."
Mercedes phone buzzed and she looked down and smiled seeing Sam's name.
"Hey Sam thanks for calling me back."
"Hey Mercedes or maybe you would rather I call you Mercy J? I knew you looked familiar I just couldn't place you. You are Mercy J the singer?"
Mercedes stood sighing. "I see you saw the tabloid. I am so sorry about this. I didn't think anyone was following us. I just wanted one night. One night when I could be normal. When I could have someone like me for me and not for who I am. I never meant for you to be dragged into this."
"They called me a stripper."
"Sam...I'm sorry."
"A stripper. I am a graphic designer for Marvel. I have a career and they called me a stripper. What if people who know me see this. What if they believe it? Why didn't you just tell me who you were?"
"Would you have talked to me?"
"That is besides the point you still should have told me. You have to fix this."
"Sam your name isn't on there and Santana is taking care of it."
She listened to the silence and bit her lip. "Maybe we should meet up and talk about this face to face?"
"I don't think that is a good idea. I think we should just keep things the way they were supposed to be."
"Wait, what?"
"Look I didn't sign up to be a part of a scandal okay? As of right now they really don't have a picture of my face just the back of my head and my body and I think I want to keep it that way."
"But I thought we had a connection?"
"Look I have to go so have a great life and yeah."
He hung up and she looked at the phone with a frown. Quinn sighed. "That didn't sound good."
"He saw the tabloid and he had decided he wants our one night stand to stay a one night stand."
"But isn't that what you wanted?"
"We were supposed to be getting to know each other. But I mean this is fine too. Let me get a shower and dressed and we can go in and try to help Santana with this stupidiness."
Mercedes stood walking into the bathroom and Quinn sighed heavily looking after her. This may have been a mistake.
"Dude you are like the biggest idiot I have ever met."
Sam looked up at Finn and shook his head. "You should have warned me man. I knew she looked familiar I knew I had seen her somewhere before and you had me dancing with her, flirting with her." Sam moved closer to him. "having sex with ehr."
Finn sighed. "Mike and I didn't want you in your own way. We met Santana and Quinn a while ago and hit it off. They were worried about Mercedes and we were worried about you. We felt like you both had so much in common that maybe you could and would hit it off. We didn't know you were being followed and I am betting neither did Mercedes. You can't get mad at her for being followed."
"No but I can be mad that she didn't tell me who she was. She went on letting me believe she was some normal girl."
"Would you have liked her any less had she told you?"
"Finn did you see what they wrote about me?"
"Is it true?"
"No. Man you know its not."
"So then why are you worried about it and why are you taking it out on her. All she did was want one night where you liked her for her and here you are blaming her for something someone else did."
Sam stood from the couch and ran his hands through his hair. "I can't be a part of a scandal Finn. And i won't' as much as I might have wanted to get to know her I don't anymore. It was a one night stand and I am gonna stay as far away from her as I can so they don't find out more things about me. I am just lucky they couldn't get a good shot of my face."
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