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Title: Sexytimes Part Thirty-Two - Sam/Mercedes
Fandom: Glee
Pairing: Sam Evans/Mercedes Jones
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None
Length: 500 words
Sam and Mercedes had been trying to have some time alone all summer. Between hiding their fling and various friend and family obligations, there was hardly even time to be dating. They hardly even had time to be friends. It was an arrangement that Sam was mostly okay with, except for he could totally be having sex. He was up for it, Mercedes was up for it, and if they had even a half an hour or something, they could totally be having sex, and at Sam's age that was way more important than anything else going on. So Sam decided the only thing to do was to actually plan it.
They talked about it for a week, found a night when Mercedes' parents would be out of the house and Sam's parents would be around to take care of his siblings, and it was a pretty small window of only about an hour and a half of privacy but they were going to make it work somehow. So Sam went to Mercedes' place, smiled politely and acted like her friend until her parents left. They had something to eat, watched exactly twenty minutes of some romantic movie before moving upstairs to her room to make out. The time limit didn't help things along, but they managed to get enough in the mood that Sam kind of just wanted to climb inside her clothes, and Mercedes seemed to be right there with him.
Like any first time seeing someone naked, getting undressed was incredibly uncomfortable, awkward laughter and averted eyes. And apparently they took too long doing that, or had spent too long just kissing, because no sooner had they climbed back into the bed than the alarm on Mercedes' phone went off, warning them they had to dressed and presentable for the return of her parents in about ten minutes. Assuming they came in on time. They decided to risk it and keep going.
They got five whole minutes before they heard the car in the driveway, saw headlights through the window go off, heard talking and keys and the front door opening and they had to scramble apart faster than they'd ever moved before. Mercedes dashed downstairs to stop her parents from coming up, and Sam got dressed, gathered up his things and ducked out the window.
That sort of thing just didn't happen in real life. People didn't have to sneak out windows to avoid being caught having sex. That was relegated to dirty movies and unbelievable fiction. It just didn't happen, except it apparently did. Sam made it down the house without causing too much noise, and amazingly enough without falling on his face, and to the sidewalk before he heard Mercedes calling for him in a whisper.
"Sorry," was all he made out when he turned to look, and he just smiled and shook his head as though to tell her not to worry about it. Maybe they could try again before summer was over.
Fandom: Glee
Pairing: Sam Evans/Mercedes Jones
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None
Length: 500 words
Sam and Mercedes had been trying to have some time alone all summer. Between hiding their fling and various friend and family obligations, there was hardly even time to be dating. They hardly even had time to be friends. It was an arrangement that Sam was mostly okay with, except for he could totally be having sex. He was up for it, Mercedes was up for it, and if they had even a half an hour or something, they could totally be having sex, and at Sam's age that was way more important than anything else going on. So Sam decided the only thing to do was to actually plan it.
They talked about it for a week, found a night when Mercedes' parents would be out of the house and Sam's parents would be around to take care of his siblings, and it was a pretty small window of only about an hour and a half of privacy but they were going to make it work somehow. So Sam went to Mercedes' place, smiled politely and acted like her friend until her parents left. They had something to eat, watched exactly twenty minutes of some romantic movie before moving upstairs to her room to make out. The time limit didn't help things along, but they managed to get enough in the mood that Sam kind of just wanted to climb inside her clothes, and Mercedes seemed to be right there with him.
Like any first time seeing someone naked, getting undressed was incredibly uncomfortable, awkward laughter and averted eyes. And apparently they took too long doing that, or had spent too long just kissing, because no sooner had they climbed back into the bed than the alarm on Mercedes' phone went off, warning them they had to dressed and presentable for the return of her parents in about ten minutes. Assuming they came in on time. They decided to risk it and keep going.
They got five whole minutes before they heard the car in the driveway, saw headlights through the window go off, heard talking and keys and the front door opening and they had to scramble apart faster than they'd ever moved before. Mercedes dashed downstairs to stop her parents from coming up, and Sam got dressed, gathered up his things and ducked out the window.
That sort of thing just didn't happen in real life. People didn't have to sneak out windows to avoid being caught having sex. That was relegated to dirty movies and unbelievable fiction. It just didn't happen, except it apparently did. Sam made it down the house without causing too much noise, and amazingly enough without falling on his face, and to the sidewalk before he heard Mercedes calling for him in a whisper.
"Sorry," was all he made out when he turned to look, and he just smiled and shook his head as though to tell her not to worry about it. Maybe they could try again before summer was over.