Me, My Pen, & My Pad

Sam Evans. former leader of The Rebel Kings. After an amazing tour and a successful first album, we sadly disbanded. No bitter or harsh feelings, we are all still friends, just life taking us on separate paths. Stuck around NYC with my talented and gorgeous lady Mercedes Jones. Recently got a job as one of the lead songwriters at Figgy's records. Just because I am not a Rebel King anymore doesn't mean that I lost my swag and bad boy demeanor. Ask box is always open. Hit me up at your own risk. RP Account

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I need a break.

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Of course! Haha, but sleep has been calling to me a lot lately. 

I understand if it can be difficult when you have such a lovely distraction in your life keeping you occupied every now and then. 

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Just means that your album is going to be all the more of a masterpiece!

Yes. and what a distraction she is. I am sure Aiden does the same for you.

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I need a break.

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Working hard? I need to be.

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Finding Inspiration | Samcedes

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Tagging: Mercedes Jones and Sam Evans

Location: Mercedes and Sam’s apartment

Time Frame: Wednesday afternoon

General Notes: Mercedes helps Sam to find inspiration to write his song

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Mercedes: Mercedes pitch keened as Sam kept up his ministrations, a thin layer of sweat forming on her brow. When her boyfriend started to hum around her womanhood, the familiar stirrings started in her abdomen and grew. She knew she was close as she wantonly rode his face, begging for release. The added finger and pressure to her button was more than enough to send her over the edge. She screamed out his name as her orgasm over took her, shivering and shaking as she rode out her bliss. She took whimsical breaths as she tried to calm down from the high that he just had given her. The diva beckoned the blonde up with her finger and crashed her lips onto his, loving the taste of her on his tongue.

Sam: Sam continued to slurp up her juices after she climaxed. When he was finished she pulled him up into a kiss and he sucked her bottom lip into his mouth. He kissed her a few more seconds before his lungs screamed for air and he broke the kiss. Sam stood from where he was kneeled between her legs, and removed his boxers. "You just don't know how much I missed you," he stated slowly stroking his erection. He sat back down on the bench and pulled Mercedes over to him aligning her still wet center with his cock and slowly impaled her. "Shit!" he hissed as he filled her up. Over a year of doing this and she still had the tightest pussy he ever had. Once she was fully seat, Sam grabbed each of her butt cheeks giving them a squeeze. "Show me how you ride baby girl?" He asked giving her cheeks a loud smack.

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Finding Inspiration | Samcedes

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Tagging: Mercedes Jones and Sam Evans

Location: Mercedes and Sam’s apartment

Time Frame: Wednesday afternoon

General Notes: Mercedes helps Sam to find inspiration to write his song

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Mercedes: Mercedes sucked her bottom lip into her mouth while she watched her boyfriend strip for her. She huffed in annoyance when he started to tease her with his kisses, missing the place that she wanted him to touch the most. She gratefully lifted up her hips, wetness drenching her thighs with anticipation for what was to come next. She kissed him back chastely before a smile came on to her face when he hitched her leg over him. She tried to move her core closer to his face as he refreshened one of the many hickeys that she had on her body from him. The diva moaned when he started to eat her pussy with fervor as she tangled her hands into his hair, urging him closer. She started to hump his face as she begged him not to stop.

Sam: Sam opened his mouth wider as he French kissed her pussy. He sucked her clit in between his lips and use two fingers to dip inside her warm dripping core. He chuckled as she began to hump his face. She was alway so eager when it came to this. The pace of his fingers picked up as he began to hum a tone around her clit sending vibrations to it. He could feel her walls contracting and closing tightly around his fingers. He knew she was close, so he added a third finger and nipped lightly at her clit giving her just the right amount of pain to make her orgasm more pleasurable. "Come for me Mercy," he coaxed her on and went right back to licking and sucking her pearl.

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Hey man....

Hey! How are you feeling? Better than the last time I saw you I hope.

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Finding Inspiration | Samcedes

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Tagging: Mercedes Jones and Sam Evans

Location: Mercedes and Sam’s apartment

Time Frame: Wednesday afternoon

General Notes: Mercedes helps Sam to find inspiration to write his song

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Mercedes: Mercedes got lost in his kiss as their tongues battled and fought for dominance. Her breath came out shuddered when the kiss was broken. She raked her nails up Sam’s forearms up to his shoulders before going back down to his chest and finally landing on his abs. She slipped her hands under his shirt, caressing each ripped muscle with her fingers. “I know that, but I also know that I see you less and less which makes me unhappy.” Her breath hitched as her nipple hardened under his fingers. She closed her eyes and cocked her head to the side, letting Sam have at the skin on her neck. “That’s the new lotion I use. I’m glad you like it Sam.” The diva lifted up her arms to help her boyfriend with the process of taking off her shirt, feeling a slight chill on her upper half. She threw the flimsy material of his shirt up before demanding him to get rid of the fabric.

Sam:

Sam pushed her slightly back onto the bench and stood to take his shirt off. He figured he would use this time to remove his shorts as well knowing that she would want them gone next. Kneeling in front of her he took his time kissing up her leg from her ankle to the inside of her thighs. He tapped her hips and she lifted her hips for him to slide her panties and shorts down her legs. He sat back up giving her a sweet kiss before grabbing one if her legs and throwing it over his shoulder. It had to have been at least a week since he tasted her and he could spell her arousal which made his mouth water. He nipped the inside if her thigh marking her. Once he was satisfied with his mark, he licked his lips before giving her a lick along her slit. He moaned at her taste, then dove in hungrily.

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Finding Inspiration | Samcedes

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Tagging: Mercedes Jones and Sam Evans

Location: Mercedes and Sam’s apartment

Time Frame: Wednesday afternoon

General Notes: Mercedes helps Sam to find inspiration to write his song

Mercedes:

"If that’s what you want." She whispered as she nibbled on his ear, arms going around his waist. "I’m sorry babe, but it will come to you, I just know it." She cupped his cheek with her hand, relaying the honesty of her words through her eyes. A moan broke from her lips as he started to play with her ass. She wrapped her legs around him as she settled comfortably in his lap, undulating her hips down on his crotch. "I missed you too, Sam. I’m sorry, but my album is almost finished so I’ll have more free time soon." She kissed him back, slipping her tongue into his mouth.

Sam:

Sam sucked her tongue into his mouth and deepened the kiss. He pulled her closer to him as she began to move on top of his lap. His hands going up and down her back as he kissed her senseless. Once air became a factor he pulled back to catch his breath. "I don't want you to rush...I get studio time and making an album more than anyone." He brushed one of his thumbs across her cloth covered nipple as he continued speaking. "Besides, I know perfection takes time." He smiled before nipping at the exposed skin on her neck. "You taste so sweet. Just like honey, and cocoa." His fingers dancing across her soft belly as he grasp the hem of her shirt and lifts it over her head, tossing it behind him.

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Finding Inspiration | Samcedes

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Tagging: Mercedes Jones and Sam Evans

Location: Mercedes and Sam’s apartment

Time Frame: Wednesday afternoon

General Notes: Mercedes helps Sam to find inspiration to write his song

Mercedes

"Hey Sammy." She entwined her fingers with his hair and started to scratch and rub his scalp, giving him a head massage. Once she had covered every surface of his head, she moved her hands down to his neck and started to work out the kinks there. With all the time that she spent with Jackson in the studio, she didn’t get to see Sam that much so it was nice that she got to go home early today to spend time with him. Her lips followed her hands as she nibbled on the soft flesh of his neck as her hands moved lower to start to massage his back. "Don’t worry now. I’m here to help. As I recall, some one requested me to sing with them." She dug in to the knots on his lower back, helping him to relieve his tension. "So what have you started so far?"

Sam:

Sam groaned at the massage she was giving him. Trying to come up with a hit was stressing him out. He relaxed into her as she continued to work him over. Her hands like magic as he sighed contently loving the feel of what she was doing. His hands roaming her thick and curvy body as he enjoyed her ministrations. “Can we just skip that part?” He asked looking up at her beautiful face. His arms tighten around her in a hug and he inhaled her sweet scent. “I have nothing. Everything I write I tear up or scribble out.” He ran his hands along her backside, giving it a nice squeeze before lifting her into his lap. “I really missed you, so much.” He relayed before pressing his lips to hers.

Publish

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Finding Inspiration | Samcedes

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Tagging: Mercedes Jones and Sam Evans

Location: Mercedes and Sam’s apartment

Time Frame: Wednesday afternoon

General Notes: Mercedes helps Sam to find inspiration to write his song

Mercedes put her key into the lock and let herself into the apartment before closing the door and locking it. She put her keys down on the end table along with her purse before calling out to her boyfriend. “Sam, I’m home.” She briskly walked through her apartment until she made it to the bedroom. She quickly changed out of her clothes that she was wearing into something a bit more comfortable. Making her way to the place, she knew Sam would be. She chuckled when she saw him bent over the piano with his eyes closed. Wrapping her arms around his torso, she started to kiss his skin in light pecks all over his cheeks, but missing his mouth.

Sam stared mindlessly at the paper in front of him as his fingers played an idle tune on the piano. He was stuck. A year of writing decent songs and now he felt as if his creative juices were all drained. He put the point of the pen to the paper for the fiftieth time, scribbled some words and then crossed them out. He slammed the pen down and growled in frustration. He looked up to the sound of Mercedes entering the apartment and smiled. He had missed her. She had been spending a lot of time at the studio lately so by the time he woke she was already gone. Sam closed his eyes and rested his forehead against the piano. A few moments later he heard Mercedes footsteps behind him followed by the feel of her lips. “Hey Cedes,” he said wrapping a arm around her waist and then he buried his face in her softness.

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Text | Samcedes

Sam: Yeah, I know it is garbage but I need for him to know it as well. Of course I will darling. Yeah, true. How soon you coming home?

Mercedes: True, he needs to believe it as well. Good. We're just wrapping up in the studio now and I will be on my way home shortly.

Sam: Yeah he does. Okay, I can't wait to see you. I will just be sitting here looking at my impending doom.

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Text | Samcedes

Mercedes: I know I'm right. Oh that? He shouldn't let whoever wrote that piss pot of an article get to him. Only if you sing with me. He definitely will. You are his best songwriter of course.

Sam: Yeah, I know it is garbage but I need for him to know it as well. Of course I will darling. Yeah, true. How soon you coming home?

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Text | Samcedes

Mercedes: It will come back to you. Oh why is Aiden so down? I'd love to sing for you babe. I know so Sam. Oh please, Figgins will deal with it.

Sam: I hope you are right baby. I do not know, I think it has to do with that nasty article that came out. I'd love ti hear you sing. lol, yeah i guess he will deal.

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Text | Samcedes

Mercedes: You could never lose your spark Sam. It will come back to you and maybe I can help with that. Thanks! Oh please, you will finish this song and it will be a number one hit.

Sam: I do not know Mercy, I feel so uninspired and part of it may have to do with Aiden being so down in the dumps. He thinks he is hiding it from me but i see it so well. Well maybe when you get home you can sing while I play. I hope so babe. If not Figgins will have my ass.

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Text | Samcedes

Sam: Going good. Just sitting at the piano staring at a blank page. How are things in the studio?

Mercedes: That doesn't sound like it's going good. Do you have writer's block babe? Things in the studio are going great. We are just putting in the final touches to one of my tracks.

Sam: It really isn't. I think I may have lost my spark. My inspiration to write seems to be, I don't know...missing. That's great baby! Good to know one of us is doing something great with our music.

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Text | Samcedes

Mercedes: Hey love. How is your day going? I'm still in the studio with Jackson, but I should be out in about an hour or so.

Sam: Going good. Just sitting at the piano staring at a blank page. How are things in the studio?

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I am renaming this Slow Saturday.

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That’s right and don’t you forget it. You’re welcome. Yeah… The best kind of inspiration, of course.

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Just like I am your biggest fan, forever and always. Oh yeah, you mean that thing you do where you rub my ears?

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I am renaming this Slow Saturday.

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You’re welcome boo. I know all about your deadline baby. I have absolute faith in you that you can finish the song. I think I can do that.

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You are always my number one fan. Thanks Mercy J. Oh yeah? What kind if inspiration are we talking about?