Can't Help Falling For You

Mercedes had noticed that the boys had been spending almost all of their free time together lately. Not thinking anything of it at first, she started to become more concerned as the days had turned into weeks, which had now turned into months and neither boy had gotten sick of the others company. In fact, it was almost as though they were now spending even more time together. So much time that she hadn't seen either one of them for days. Mercedes was starting to feel a little lonely. She had been thinking over her time with Sam and their decision to part as friends. But she wanted more. She had prayed long and hard to God and she had come up with an answer. She would give herself to Sam if that was what they needed to make their relationship work. She loved him and wanted him back in her life, if that meant giving her body to him, then she was prepared to do so. When she came back home one morning after going food shopping she spotted him alone in the living room devouring what appeared to be a whole box of cereal. Alone, with no Blaine around. This was her chance, and she didn't know when she would get another. She hadn't seen one without the other for a long time. It had gotten to the point where she was feeling a little awkward when she saw them together. What did they do with all their time together? She had to wonder.

“Hey Sam, um... can we talk for a minute?” Mercedes called out, coming to stand by Sam who muted the television he was watching and looked up at Mercedes with curiosity in his eyes. Well, at least she had gotten his attention. That was the first step.

“Sure, take a seat.” He patted the cushion next to his, smiling warmly towards her and she took the seat, turning her whole body towards him so that he would know she was being serious. Taking a deep breath, the diva launched into her well thought out script that she had been practising over and over inside her mind for the last few days.

“Well, I've been thinking a lot lately about us and I miss you Sam. I've been praying a great deal and I really think we ought to give us another go. I can compromise for you. I would gladly give my body to you Sam. We can talk about it and figure out what we really want from each other and work from there. What do you think?” Mercedes watched as his easy smile turned into a worried expression as his whole face fell. He looked almost apologetic and she knew that this did not bode well for her. Not well at all. Why was he looking this way at her? Had he met some new girl? She had thought he had spent all his time with Blaine, but she hadn't actually seen either of them so had he actually been dating some new girl behind her back? Was she that easy to get over?

“I... I’m sorry Mercedes. I just... Well I think we work better as friends. When we’re together all we have are awkward moments like this when we realise we don't want the same things. I don't want to compromise about something as important as sex Cedes.”

So he was seeing someone else then, and she wasn't so hung up on giving her body away clearly. He had told her that he loved her so many times, was this really how it was going to end? Did he ever truly love her at all? “Do you have a new girlfriend?” She inquired accusingly. When he shook his head, her brow furrowed in confusion. But the only thing that had caused Sam to leave her was the whole sex thing. What was it that she was missing? What did he want for her to do for them to get back together?

“Cedes, I care about you a lot but... I can't be with you. I'm sorry.”

All she kept hearing was a whole lot of apologies and crummy excuses. Well Mercedes Jones didn't give up that easily. “Why?” Mercedes watched as he shifted around uncomfortably in silence for a few seconds before he got up, not having said anything and made his way to Blaine's room to leave her alone to her confusion. Why the hell did he not answer her? That wasn't like Sam at all. He didn't keep things from people, especially not her. She was going to have to get to the bottom of this, once and for all and she knew just the person to ask about it...

Later on that same day Mercedes slid up to Blaine's room, peeking round the door and spotting the small, dark haired boy on his laptop, looking completely absorbed in whatever it was that he was doing. She knew he had come home as she had heard him singing along to Katy Perry earlier whilst making his lunch. Thankfully Sam had gone out not long after their extremely strained conversation so he was not in the way to interfere. She slipped into the room and went to perch on the edge of her small, yet larger than life friend's bed, watching as Blaine lifted his head, smiled easily at seeing her the way he always did, with charm and sincerity, and closed his laptop to act as the perfect host, even if it was just his bedroom. Mercedes couldn't help but giggle a little at Blaine gentlemanly antics. He was such a sweetheart. He would help her out for sure.

“Hey Blaine.”

“Hey Cedes. You ok?” He asked her politely. Taking a deep breath in, she bit her lip nervously before deciding to just go for it. Blaine was a good listener and an understanding guy, he would help for sure and not judge her or her craziness when it came to Sam Evans.

“Um, actually now you mention it I was wondering if you could do me a favour?”

“What sort of favour?” He patted his bed to indicate that she should come and sit by him and she scooted up so she could talk to him more easily. He looked intrigued. She didn't generally ask for too many favours from him so he was probably wondering just what it was she was going to ask of him. He was likely to know more of what was going on in Sam's life so he would be able to answer some of her questions. Well, she hoped he would be able to anyway.

“I was wondering if you could talk to Sam for me?”

“About what?” Blaine's brows knitted, his face getting more serious.

“Well... About the possibility of me and him getting back together?” She smiled widely at him with a hopeful look on her face but when he started needing his bottom lip with his teeth, his face looking almost identical to Sam's earlier, her stomach dropped. Maybe Blaine wouldn't help her after all... But why wouldn't he? What did he know that she didn't?

“Oh...I... I can't do that. I'm sorry Mercedes. I don't want to get involved in any of that. If I do, then either one of you can blame me for what happens and I'd rather not be the messenger that gets shot Cedes.” She could see the tension in Blaine's jaw as he breathed out slowly, and she realised he was angry as his nostrils flared out and his eyes went darker. But why would he be angry at her? It's not like she had done anything to him. What was it that Sam was up to? Did even Blaine not approve? Or was it that he hated being piggy in the middle?

Mercedes decided to be pushy and break Blaine. Kurt had told her once that when Blaine became cagey you just had to keep pushing and pushing till he let it all out. “But I know he wants to get back together he's just being stubborn and saying we're better off as friends. It's not like he's got a new girlfriend or anything.”

“Cedes if that's what Sam said to you then maybe you should accept that that is how he feels and move on.” Blaine told her sharply, she was definitely pushing him to his limits. The question was, what was he hiding?

“Blaine, why won't you tell me what's going on?” She questioned him, starting to feel the anger rising up inside of her.

She watched as he seemed to explode, jumping off his bed and throwing his hands up into the air in annoyance. “Will you just get off my case? He doesn't want you Cedes! End of discussion!” He shouted going over to his door, indicating that he wanted her out of his room. His chest heaving as he tried to calm himself down, a scowl etched onto his face.

“Well thanks Blaine, thanks for nothing!” She screamed at him, stomping out of the room, tears gathering in her eyes out of anger and frustration. That had not gone the way she had wanted it to go. Both boys were keeping things from her and she was going to find out what...

Later that night when she could hear that neither boy was up any longer she padded down to the kitchen thinking she was safe to get herself a drink. She had spent the rest of the day with Kurt, telling him what had happened today with the boys, with her bestie comforting her along the way. She got herself a glass of water and decided to look in on Sam in the living room just to see if she could figure something out. She knew it was silly but she couldn't help it. She wanted to, no needed to know what was going on. However, when she ambled into the living room Sam was not there. But he hadn't left the apartment, she didn't hear the door open at any point in the night. But it must have, mustn't it? “What the?”

A few weeks had passed since Sam and Blaine had kissed and they had now kissed quite a few times. In fact, they were secretly dating, which Blaine was ecstatic about, so much so the he couldn't stop the huge grin that was now constantly gracing his features. Sam similarly seemed very cheerful, happier than he had ever been. It turned out that Blaine was the missing piece of the puzzle that made Sam feel complete. He had never even thought it could be true until that kiss. Now they were inseparable. They were keeping it quiet for the moment because they both wanted to enjoy their time together without anyone else interfering and they knew if they told any of their friends then they wouldn't be left alone to discover who they were with each other without at least one of them getting in the way. Blaine still couldn't quite believe that this was all happening. That Sam liked him. That he had moved himself upstairs to share Blaine's bed with him. He loved him so much. The time they spent together never felt like it was enough. He wished sometimes that time would stop and he could just lie still next to Sam forever, revelling in his warmth and love. They were lying beside each other now, looking deeply into each other’s eyes, not even having to speak. His heart thudded wildly inside as he kept staring into the beautiful baby blues that were Sam's eyes.

“Blaine, Cedes wanted to get back together with me...” Sam suddenly murmured out, breaking their lock by looking down at his hands as he played with them. Reaching up, Blaine cupped them with his own, moving closer to Sam, their faces almost touching and kissing Sam's hands softly in comfort.

“I know, she asked me to talk to you on her behalf.” He winced a little. That conversation had not been fun. He didn't think Cedes would talk to him for quite some time. The girl could hold a grudge for a very long time.

Sam's eyebrows shot up as he looked widely into Blaine's in shock. “She did what?” He asked incredulously, bringing one of his hands up to stroke Blaine's cheek and try to bring back the boys stunning smile that lit his whole face up, making his wondrous eyes sparkle.

“I told her I couldn't because I didn't want to interfere.” Blaine bit his lip. He had so wanted to just blurt it all out. How he was in love with Sam and that he and Sam were together now, but he wouldn't, he couldn't do that to Sam. They had decided to tell everyone together when they were ready and not a moment before.

“You didn't tell her about us?” Blaine shook his head, looking into Sam's eyes questioningly. Had he done the right thing? He wasn't sure. Sam's face was a mask to him.

“I didn't know whether you wanted her to know yet?”

“I just want us to have some fun before everyone else knows. You know what they're all like. Plus, there is the whole Mercedes-Kurt mess to figure out.” Blaine breathed out a bark of laughter at Sam's words. He definitely knew about that. Kurt had been bugging him lately to go and have a chat with him. It was typical Kurt. Ignores him for weeks, flirts with other guys right in his face and then when he was ready, they could talk. Well Blaine didn't want to talk. He wanted Kurt to leave him be. He wanted to be able to move on with his life. And Kurt wasn't part of it. Not in the romantic sense anyhow. He would like it if they were still friends, but he wasn't sure Kurt and he could be just friends.

“Hey we aren't with them anymore. They made their own minds up not to fight to keep either of the relationships going so why should it be a problem if we are together now?” He asked, wanting to just tell people and get it over with now. He wanted to be free to love Sam. Why shouldn't he be allowed that happiness?

“God I love you so much Blaine.” Blaine gulped down the lump that had grown in his throat as he heard those three simple words spoken out loud, tears of joy filling up in his eyes as his smile widened lovingly. Sam loved him. That was the first time he had ever said that and it sounded perfect on his lips.

“Say it again.” Blaine breathed out wanting that feeling again, kissing Sam softly, his heart pattering at an incredible rate.

“I love you Blaine Anderson. I love that you've never made me feel like an idiot, not once. I love that you're the only person that has never made me feel that way. You're beautiful, you know. Caring and kind and supportive...”

Blaine felt like he was about to burst with the amount of love inside of him and he had to let it all out. “I love you too Sammy. You make me feel stronger, like I can do anything I wanted. You make me feel so special...” Sam bought his lips down onto Blaine's softly and Blaine sighed into it, their bodies tangling up against one another’s. When he felt Sam's tongue gently flick its way across his lips he opened his mouth, letting the blonde deepen his kiss. His hand wondered up, carding through Sam's fine hair as the larger boy pushed his body down onto the mattress till he was completely on his back.

“Sam...” Blaine sighed breathlessly as he felt Sam kissing his way down his jaw and neck, unbuttoning his shirt so he could kiss the smaller boy's collarbone and further down his chest. Sam's hand stroking his skin gently, almost reverently. Sam came back up, kissing him deeply till they both had to part from breathlessness.

“Blaine, I...” Sam touched his forehead to Blaine's and Blaine nodded underneath. He knew what Sam was asking him with his eyes. The longing and want, he felt exactly the same way and he was ready. He wanted to be with Sam. He longed for it. Reaching out, he snaked his hands under Sam's shirt to lift it up over the boy’s head and that was all it took for Sam to bend down once more, devouring Blaine with kisses. He kissed him everywhere and Blaine loved it. He loved the feel of Sam's soft, full lips covering his skin with kisses, ravishing him. He had never felt this loved, this cherished. He almost giggled aloud in pure delight. He moaned as Sam's hands ghosted over his length. “You are so beautiful Blaine.” Sam whispered and Blaine sighed again. This was almost too much. He needed Sam right now. He pushed Sam over, straddling him and undoing Sam's jeans deftly, pulling it down the boy’s legs roughly and flinging them onto the ground. He leaned over Sam, rutting himself against the larger boys own increasingly stiffening cock and hearing both of them groan quietly aloud. His hands, shaking by this time started trying to undo his own trouser buttons until Sam's hands took over, divesting him of his Capri pants.

“Sam, I love you. Please, I... I want you so much.” Sam took his slender waist with his large, powerful hands and pushed Blaine back down onto the bed, his hands sliding down to Blaine's thighs as he positioned himself in between the smaller boy's legs. Blaine bucked up to Sam, wanting to close the small gap between their bodies.

“Blaine what do we do next exactly?” Sam asked, knowing in general the principles of what two men did in bed together, but in reality... Blaine leant across to his bedside cabinet, taking out the lube from the top drawer and handing it to Sam. “Um...” Blaine chuckled as Sam sat back up, looking puzzled as he looked at the bottle intently, like he was looking to instruction on gay sex on the side label. Blaine shimmied out of his pants, chucking them somewhere, not caring where. He watched with great interest as Sam copied him, biting his bottom lip as he took in the sight that was Sam naked. He was glorious. His large, pink cock sprang forth and Blaine couldn't help as his eyes went wide and his jaw slack. Sam was the beautiful one. He took the bottle back, his libido heightening as he squirted a liberal amount onto Sam's fingers and slicking them up with it before settling himself back down on the bed, hitching his hips and ass to towards Sam. He guided Sam's hand down to his anus placing the boys first finger beside it. Sam, seeming to understand what he needed to do, slid it cautiously into Blaine, who arched his back at the feel of Sam entering him and screamed in delight.

“Oh Sam, yes.” He breathed out, feeling Sam increase the pace of his finger fervently and then add another and another to it, stretching him fervidly.

“Am I doing this right B?” Sam asked and Blaine moaned loudly in response, bucking up, wanting Sam to enter him and fill him up. To love him fully, completely.

“Yes, Sam. Please enter me, I'm...I'm ready now.” He felt Sam's fingers leaving him and Blaine took Sam's length into his hands, lining it up with his hole and groaned loudly as Sam entered him deeply in one thrust. He leaned up crushing his lips to Sam's as the larger boy started to gently thrust into Blaine, the smaller boy locking his legs around Sam's waist. The small, loving thrusts became heated quickly, both panting and kissing one another sloppily as they matched their rhythms with one another. Blaine could feel himself getting closer to the edge as Sam's thrusts became deeper and rougher, his pants getting louder and sharper. Blaine gripped onto Sam's back, clutching any part of Sam's flesh that he could as he felt himself fall over the edge of his release, pleasure falling over him in waves, his body shaking in delight as his orgasm took over him. Blaine had never felt this sensation before but it felt amazing, magical and he wanted more. Sam kept thrusting inside him as Blaine carried on moaning from the pleasure that had overtaken him and it wasn't long before the blonde moaned loudly, coming deep inside Blaine. Sam came down from his high and watched as Blaine sighed, his eyelids fluttering from his explosion of pleasure. He felt as Sam moved out from inside of him and slumped down onto the smaller boy’s chest. Blaine stroked the boys now shorter, honey blonde hair lovingly as Sam snuggled further into him. “I love you. That was... amazing.”

“I love you too Blaine. More than ever.” Sam leant up to place a soft, romantic kiss to Blaine's lips before falling back down to the dark haired boys now sweaty, sticky chest and promptly falling asleep, not caring about how messy they had both become. Blaine laughed quietly. Sam was a man of simple pleasures, but he loved him for that. Nothing was complicated when it came to Sam. Blaine kissed the top of Sam's head and decided to follow suit, falling asleep with the man he loved held in his arms. They could shower in the morning after all.

Kurt had taken his best girl for a fabulous brunch. Yesterday she had been so upset over her conversations with both her roommates that he thought she should have a lovely, comforting meal where she could relax and be told how amazing she was. Sam was an idiot if he didn't want to get back with Mercedes. He was never going to find anyone as good or understanding as Mercedes was. He was a fool. And as for Blaine, whatever it was that he either knew or had done was making it so much worse. Why was he even interfering? If he really cared about Sam, he wouldn't try to keep them apart. Sam and Mercedes belonged together. Anyone could see that. But then he was acting really closed off and weird lately. Kurt had been trying to talk with the boy about getting together to talk things through but he kept getting the brush off. Would Blaine really be trying to sabotage Mercedes relationship with Sam? Just so he could bogart all of Sam's time? Mercedes had told him that they had been spending all of his time with the blonde model since their break had started. But Blaine had gotten to the point where he was now being selfish and Kurt felt that he needed to stop and he was the only one that could sort Blaine out when he started acting this way. Their break had gone on for long enough now. He was missing the curly haired boy a great deal now. If only Blaine would listen to him. Talk to him, instead of running away every time he tried to talk to him. “Kurt, have you noticed anything weird about Blaine lately?” Mercedes asked Kurt and his head whipped up from his daydream of getting back together with the golden eyed boy and having quite possibly the most outstanding make up sex ever.

“He's been a bit quieter than normal in class. In fact, the past few weeks he hasn't spoken to me at all. I really miss him Cedes but he keeps giving me the brush off every time I try to talk to him about us meeting up with each other.” He looked over at the girl with sadness in his eyes, his heart aching a little. Why was Blaine acting this way?

Mercedes reached out, taking Kurt's hand in her own and squeezing it comfort him. “Well don't stop trying Kurt. You'll get through to him eventually. I just have the feeling that something is up with those two, but I don't know what. Hopefully if you can get Blaine to talk he'll tell you and then we can finally get back to normal again.”

“We can only hope so Cedes.” He wryly smiled at the girl who gave him a large grin back. It gave him more confidence and he decided he wasn't going to give up until he had talked with Blaine about what was going on with both him and Sam.

“Good luck boo.” Hugging the girl, he gave her a kiss on the cheek before getting up to go to class and hopefully managing to persuade Blaine into talking with him after.