Here I come.
Beca stood at the at the doorstep of the beach house she and her long-time partner have rented for the holiday. She watched her friends as they made their way to the shore then turned on her heels. She got inside the house and stretched. "Jesse?" she called loudly. She had no idea where he was. She hadn't seen him since the morning and they didn't talk, he pecked her lips when they ran into each other in the kitchen as everyone was having breakfast, grabbed the toast from her hand she made for him then got out of the house.
"Upstairs," he answered. Beca climbed the stairs then made her way to their bedroom and found him sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to the door.
"Are you hiding out in here?" she asked as kicked off her flip-flops and jumped on the bed, throwing her arms around his shoulders.
"Nope," he shook his head. She felt him smile when she placed a very noisy kiss on his cheek.
"Where's everyone?" he asked.
"They all went for a swim."
"Okay," he nodded, leaning into her embrace.
"Chloe wants to us all to have a bonfire on the shore tonight," she said breaking the silence they got in and pressed her cheek against his.
"Bonfire?"
"Yep. Good ol' bonfire with ice cold beers and roasted marshmallows on sticks."
"That sounds nice."
"What's that in your hand," Beca frowned, noting how Jesse was clenching his fist. She reached for his fist and made him unclench it when he didn't answer. She bit her bottom lip, seeing what he had in his hand.
"Jesse, you don't need that—we don't need that."
He fisted his hand and sighed.
"Look, it happens," she straightened up and rested her hands on his shoulders. "I told you that I'm totally fine with it," she squeezed his shoulder. "Were you too drunk to not remember?" she playfully slapped him. He put a hand over hers and brought it to his lips, placing a light kiss on her palm then interlocking their fingers.
"No, I remember," he rubbed his thumb over her knuckles.
"Jess, you shouldn't be making a deal out of it." She cupped his cheek and tilted his head to face her. "We had plenty of amazing sex over the years and also had our share of not so great ones. And there's always a reason; for instant last night, you couldn't last because you were really shitfaced. Don't beat yourself up about it. I mean, it's me, Jesse," she leaned in. "I'm one of those a cappella girls. You're one of those a cappella boys. And," she paused, sucking a breath before she continued. "we gonna have aca-children—well child."
Registering what she had just told him, Jesse let go of her hand and pulled away, turning around to hold her shoulder and dropping the blue pill from his hand in the process. "You're pregnant?" he grinned. She grinned back, nodding and kissed him back with passion matching his then laughed when he guided her to lay and the bed while he slipped his hand under her tank.
"When did you find out?" he pulled away and rubbed his hand on her stomach.
"A couple of hours ago." Beca ran her fingers through his hair. "You've been avoiding me and got up before I did—"
"—you went to the city to get a test?" he asked and she nodded.
"Chloe asked for a tampon this morning." He nodded when she paused. "I gave her a bunch then it hit me that I'm late."
"I'm sorry for not being with you," he stroked her cheek.
"Well, it's fine, especially, since the news is good enough for you to stop feeling bad and talk to me," she smiled when he placed a kiss on the bridge of her nose.
"It's not just good it is the greatest news I've ever heard," he pressed his lips against hers. "I love you so much," he mumbled between kisses.
"You too," she said wrapping her legs around his waist as they made out on the bed.
"Are you nauseous now? Do you need anything?" he breathlessly said after he abruptly pulled away.
"No, I'm good," she assured him and wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing him down to her.
"You sure? 'Cause I'm pretty sure most pregnant ladies start to get disgusted by their significant other—do I smell fine," he sniffed himself.
"You're fine," she nodded.
"I can go shower if you want," he told her.
"Jesse," she sharply called as she tightened her hold.
"I'll shut up, okay," he leaned in and pulled her into a deep slow kiss.
"Hey, Bec," Jesse panted when Beca pulled away and started placing kisses along his jawline.
"Mhmm?"
"I—" he paused, stuttering a bunch of words that didn't form any coherent sentence.
"You wanna take the pill?" she sighed and rested her elbows on the bed. "Where did you even get it from?" she asked watching him look away from her for a second.
"Today when I went out. I walked down the shore. I ran into this old dude and started talking, you know?"
"Wait, you told to stranger about what goes on between us?" she asked in disbelief. "What's wrong with you?"
"He guessed it. I swear I didn't tell him," he held her gaze.
"So, he gave it to you?" she asked and he nodded.
"Jesse, you're fine. I shouldn't have let you come near me last night," she cupped his cheek. "But, I'm a sucker for drunk serenading," she chuckled, thinking about how he started singing Lady In Red to her as he and Bumper grilled meat for dinner. She wasn't even wearing red but it was fine.
Jesse started humming the song and smiled when she leaned up and pecked his lips. "Still not wearing red, but it's okay. Last night was okay."
"Would it be okay if I had it anyway?" he asked. "Half of it?" he arched an eyebrow when she rolled her eyes. Beca held his gaze for a while then sighed, "Jesse, you're very healthy and don't need it."
"I'm curious," he shrugged. "You can't tell me you're not curious to see if there's a difference. C'mon Becs," he had a hopeful look on his face as he tried to study hers.
"a quarter," she finally said.
"Huh?" he frowned.
"Not a half, take a quarter."
"Bec, have you seen it? I don't think I can split it into four pieces."
"I can try," she pushed him lightly and he got off of her. He dropped the small pill by the foot of the bed, it wasn't hard to find it. She brought it to her mouth then bit it into pieces.
"Bite half of it," she mumbled and handed him a piece that was big enough to be as much as the smaller ones that were in her mouth. "I'm gonna go wash my mouth," she hopped off of the bed, heading to the bathroom.
"You had it all, didn't you?" she narrowed her eyes, walking back into the room.
"Beca, it's 50 mg. Don't worry," he said as got up. "C'mere, wife," he grabbed her arm after kicking off his shoes.
She threw her arm around his shoulder then belly laughed when he dipped her before carrying her bridal style to the bed and sitting her on it.
"We're having a baby," Jesse exclaimed, tossing his t-shirt on the floor.
"Uh-huh," Beca nodded then grinned when he climbed on top of her and cupped her face.
"This is awesome," he took off her tank then laid her down on the bed. "This is the best fourth of July ever."
"Babe, today is the fifth," she corrected.
"Yeah but like it's the fourth of July weekend, you know?"
"Mhmm," she smiled when he crashed his lips against hers while rubbing his hand against her belly. He slowly moved his hand from her stomach to her shorts and unbuttoned them and helped her take them off.
Beca had her hand on his waist and began pushing his sweatpants down. "What's wrong?" she pulled way when she felt him tense.
"Nothing," he looked away from her and blew a breath. "It's just that I can feel my blood rushing."
"If you think you need some time to adjust to whatever it is that pill has done to you, I can wait," she cupped his cheek.
"No. It's all good," he sucked in a deep breath then looked back at her with a huge grin on his face. "Wow, your heart is beating really fast," Beca said when she placed her hand on his bare chest.
"With all the blood I can literally feel pumping through my veins, I'd say that's normal."
"Jesse, none of this is normal."
Jesse lifted himself enough so that he could kick off his sweatpants that she had already pushed down then threw a bed sheet over them.
He blinked, feeling a mild headache then gave Beca a small smile. "What's up?" he asked, noting the frown on her face.
"I'm just thinking of how I'm gonna explain to paramedics why I let my baby daddy take an ED med when he didn't need it."
"Baby daddy?" he arched his eyebrows and she shrugged.
"We've been together for 8 years. Married for 3 of those. And, you call me your baby daddy?" he said, mock hurt by her choice of words. "You hurt my feelings, wife, big time."
"I'm sorry," she apologized, throwing her arm over his shoulder and pulling him down. "Given the fact that you had it your way and knocked me up, I thought we'd shake things up and you'd have a brand new label. My bad," the deadpan delivery of her apology made him chuckle and stroke her hair. And, much to her surprise, she felt his erection through his boxer briefs against her thigh when he leaned in. He was hard and they haven't even start foreplay.
"Apology accepted," he closed the distance between them by placing a light peck on her lips."And, don't make it sound like I forced you into anything. We talked about starting a family and you were 100% in," he said as he nuzzled her cheek then reached for the hook of her bra and undid it.
"You're not having second thoughts, are you?" he pulled way just enough to face her.
"I'm not having second thoughts," she smiled when he grinned, lovingly looking at her. "Are we gonna spend the day staring deeply into each other's eyes?" she asked when he wouldn't tear his eyes from hers. "Not that complaining but we are celebrating," she ran her fingers up his torso.
"Right," he agreed. She could feel him grinning when he pressed his lips against hers, kissing her deeply and slowly while he palmed her breasts. He tried not put much pressure on her boobs when she unintentionally bit him the moment he touched them.
He loved her tiny frame. She was all he ever wanted in a woman and decided earlier on in their relationship that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her but didn't want to rush into marriage until he was sure she wanted it too.
"Jesse," she cupped his face. "I need you," she threw her head back.
All he did was kiss her and stimulate her breasts and it worked her up. She knew that her hormones had a hand in what was transpiring.
"Not yet, honey," he said into her ear before taking her earlobe between his teeth and getting more excited when he heard her groan.
Jesse slipped off her panties and lip-locked with her while stimulating her clitoris.
"More," she pulled away, throwing her head back when he gave her what she wanted by stimulating both her boobs and clit. He watched her as she arched her back and let out a loud moan. He started to place kisses on her chest and made his way up until he found her lips. She was grinning when he pressed his lips against hers and responded with close-mouthed kisses to his hungrier ones.
Her arms soon were around his neck, pressing him against her body before she rolled on top of him while they still kissed. She was so caught up in getting off she didn't realize he was still wearing his boxers until she was on top of him.
He looked relieved when she took them off and tossed them on the floor. "Here's the deal," she grabbed his hard and stroked it.
"Mhm?" the hum he let out was throaty.
"You're not allowed to move. Understood?" she squeezed his dick and rubbed her thumb against the tip. He rapidly nodded then groaned when she guided him inside of her.
She started to rock her hips against his very slowly then pinned him down when he couldn't help himself and tried to sit up and take control. She exhaled and picked up her pace then let go of one of his arms to touch herself and soon enough they were both chasing after their orgasms.
Jesse dug his fingers in her waist as she cried in bliss and groaned as he came inside of her. He placed a kiss on her forehead when she collapsed on top of him.
"Jesse?" she looked up. "Am I imagining this or are you still erect?" she questioned. He was still inside of her and she could feel him.
"The pill is magical?" he arched an eyebrow.
"You're never taking it again," she climbed off of him. "This isn't normal," she reached for the floor and picked up his t-shirt and wore it.
"Where are you going?" he asked, watching her walk in steady steps to the bathroom.
"I need to pee and clean up. I'm not done with you," she said as she stepped into the bathroom.
Hearing her flush the toilet, Jesse sat up and stretched while ignoring the mild headache he had. "When will you start showing?" he asked, watching Beca make her way back to the bed.
"Second trimester?" she shrugged. "I haven't looked it up. I should start reading about what's going on inside me," she climbed on the bed.
"We should," he nodded. "C'mere," he opened his arms for her. She pushed the bedsheet away and seeing that he was still erect, she scooted closer to him.
"Hey, Bec," he took her hand and paused when she nodded in response. "Ever heard of the Yab Yam position?"
"Is that a yoga move?" she frowned.
"No," he chuckled and brought her knuckles to his lips. "It's a sex position that I wanna try—"
"—okay, let's do it," she cut him off.
"You don't wanna hear what it is first?"
"Dude, I trust you," she playfully punched him in the shoulder. "Help me get my head back in the game, first, 'cause unlike you, I'm not medicated and I need some effort."
"You've been extremely responsive to everything I did to you."
"Well, pregnancy hormones are the reason."
"I know," he grinned.
"Don't get too worked up about it," she patted his shoulder and got on her knees. "'Cause pretty soon, morning sickness will start and you won't get laid for a while."
"I'm fine, holding your hair back for you when you puke," he shrugged. She threw her arms around his neck and leaned in, initiating a long passionate kiss. "I'm looking forward to the late night grocery runs for your cravings," he mumbled between kisses.
"It'll be fun, you'll see," he added when she pulled away to take off his t-shirt.
"I mean your boobs are already great and all but they'll get bigger," he said before she pressed her lips against his.
"And gross," she mumbled.
"Nah," he pulled away. "Youll' always look flawless to me, babe," he grinned at her.
"That turned you on?" he arched his eyebrows, recognizing the look in her eyes. "Bec, we can't both be sappy. We need balance."
"Shut up," she sniffed, feeling happy tears in her eyes building up as she kissed him.
Jesse felt her get wetter as they kissed and touched her in her nether region before he pulled away just enough to look her in the eyes and get her approval before he did anything and she nodded.
He pecked her lips and withdrew his fingers then guided himself inside of her. She immediately wrapped her legs around his waist and threw her arms around his shoulders.
"You okay with this?" he asked, brushing her hair behind her ear.
"Yeah," she nodded.
"So, Yab yum in Tibetan means father mother," Jesse began to rock his hips and inhaled when Beca responded to him by rolling hers. "The male represents compassion and skillful means and the female represents insight and together they represent the primordial union of wisdom and compassion," he rested his forehead against hers. He expected her to throw in a sarcastic comment, instead, she nodded and kissed him. They fell into a slow pattern that neither one of them feared would become boring. They were enjoying the intimacy this position brought.
They heard someone climb the stairs but didn't react to it because, apart from the heavy breathing, they weren't making any noises and their room was at the end of the hall.
"Beca, are you here?" They heard Emily call. Her voice snapped them out of their bubble. They didn't get much time to react before she stepped into the room.
Jesse pulled Beca closer to him and used his body to cover hers.
"Holy crap," Emily placed a hand on her eyes. "I didn't see anything."
"I did," Benji exclaimed and held onto the wall as he looked up at the ceiling.
"Oh my god, we're so sorry," Emily still her hand over her eyes, aimlessly reached for Benji's arm.
"What did you see?" Jesse felt Beca roll her hips and didn't know what to think. He just stared at her. "What, I don't want you to lose your hard on," Beca whispered. "My boobs, that's what he saw," she answered for Benji.
"The others were asking about you and if you were coming down to the shore," Emily said.
"Yeah, We're kinda in the middle of something," Beca said, feeling her cheeks burn, as Jesse began to slowly rock his hips.
"Benji do some ninja trick and disappear," Jesse pulled Beca closer to him. Benji nodded and pulled an impact smoke bomb and drop it before he and Emily ran out of the room.
"Not literally," Jesse shouted and got into a coughing fit when he inhaled the smoke the bomb left. Beca cupped his face when he was done coughing and brought him to hers, kissing him passionately and got him back into the bubble they were in before their friends barged in on them.
At sunset.
Jesse was holding Beca's hand as they walked towers the shore where all their friends were hanging around a bonfire.
"Look who are done fornicating," Bumper pointed at them with a beer can.
"We're married," Jesse frowned.
"Beca, catch," Chloe threw her friend a beer can.
"Thanks," Beca caught it and handed it to Jesse then caught the second one Chloe threw for her to catch and decided to just pop it open and hold it to not look suspicious.
Jesse eyed Beca, waiting to see what she was going to do. She looked up and shrugged before pretending to take a sip. "Can I have some? Thank you," he said and took it from her, taking a large gulp before he gave it back to her.
"Hey," she stretched out the word in mock annoyance, holding back a smile when he kissed her temple while grabbing her ass.
"I'm gonna go talk to Benji he looks he caught his parents having sex not friends," he said into her ear and stepped away from her.
"Men," Chloe dramatically sighed and handed Beca a stick before extending the marshmallow bag she was holding.
"I know right?" Beca blew a breath and took a marshmallow then followed Chloe and sat next to Emily near the bonfire.
"I'm really sorry," Emily apologized while she gazed into the fire.
"It's fine," Beca leaned forward to roast her marshmallow. "You'll get over it. I got over seeing Chloe butt-naked," she sighed. "Granted, she wasn't having intercourse," Beca reached for the chip bag that Emily was holding, grabbed a few and stuffed them into her mouth. "But she also saw me naked which I think is worse compared with what you saw."
"I really didn't see much," Emily shrugged, still looking into the fire.
"Your boyfriend did," Beca looked up to where Benji was sitting. Jesse was on his right and Amy was on his left, jamming to whatever it was she was listening to on her iPod.
"Yep," Emily nodded.
"I think it would be wise if avoided Benji for the next few days."
"Mhmm," Emily agreed.
"What are you talking about?" Chloe said, taking a seat next to Beca and wrapping her arm around her waist before she rested her head on her friend's shoulder.
"Get off of me Chloe, it's really hot and we're sitting next to a fire, for heaven's sake," Beca rolled her eyes.
"No," Chloe curtly replied and watched Beca as she started to make herself a s'more.
"What the fuck, dude," Beca said when Jesse came from behind and took the s'more from her hand. "I'm the pre—" she bit her tongue to stop herself.
Chloe sat up and arched her eyebrows looking between Beca and Jesse who stopped chewing.
"Why did you stop?" he gave her back the s'more. "Go ahead, say it. You're the perfect one," he winked then leaned in and kissed her. "My wife is so humble, it's crazy," he sighed, looking between their friends and he squeezed her shoulder.
Beca looked up and smiled when he looked down at her before making his way back to where he was sitting, across from her.
AN: I read this prompt: "a story where Jesse and Beca are having sex and someone walks in but they just keep going at it." And that's how this shot came together. So, thanks, Person who asked me to do it.