So...I've had this scene in my head and thought I'd write it out before it consumed my thoughts. There's so many #teamJeca and #teamBechloe but I like to be inclusive and I haven't seen a #teamJBC...so I made one. This hopefully takes care of both teams-so to speak. Enjoy and tell me what you think.
PP one shot. I don't shit but my crazy thoughts.
Light, yet audible air flow can be heard filling her head. The low bass beat thumping in the background seems to increase in speed as it does volume. Louder and louder it thunders as she can feel it deep in her chest and spreading throughout her body. Tingling sensation cascading over every curve and valley as the song she's creating can now be heard by others. The moment she's conscious enough to feel movement around her, her eyes open prepared to take in the blinding sunlight seeping through her curtains. Instead, she's met with flames. Fire covering her entire torso; though these flames aren't hot, her body is. And then she's hears it. A gasp so loud it catches her off guard. It's hers. Her body is on fire, yet she can't escape the flames as they travel downward.
Passed the mountains. Passed the crater. Settling deep in the valley that has somehow become a lake.
Now, she screaming. Or at least she is in her head. Mouth wide open, though no sound exits. She is literally dying, but she's not mad about it.
A smack in consumption and a hum in appreciation is heard coming from the arsonist between her thighs. The fire having been converted to long wavy locks is no less burning.
"I didn't think you'd be so responsive while being asleep. You're gonna wake Jesse you know." Caribbean blue eyes look up meeting the dark navy ones staring back at her. The instigator grins devilishly before dipping down to continue her early morning meal.
"Too late. But trust me, I am not complaining." he says huskily as he snakes his arm around the ribs beside him, connecting his lips to his brunette's neck locating the very spot he could easily find in the darkest of nights. She whimpers and all but shudders as he whispers, "I just love watching her make you scream," moving his mouth to nip at her ear, "you know how Chloe gets when she tastes something she likes." He bits down on the ear between his teeth, not hard, but hard enough that Beca jerks in a way that bring her core deeper into Chloe's awaiting mouth. She's not just climbing toward a cliff, she's about to be shoved off it.
And then she falls, crashing down in the purest of bliss. Both Chloe and Jesse moaning in victory.
"Cherry, how does she taste?" He asks as Beca comes back down. The statement causes the brunette to lock eyes with Chloe as the nickname causes the redhead to move up toward Jesse. She rises slowly to meet him halfway, which happens to be just above Beca's navel.
"Come here and I'll show you." They meet in one of the sexiest kisses Beca has probably ever seen. The two people she loves most on this entire planet are legit sharing her right before her dilated eyes. She watches carefully as Jesse licks Chloe's bottom lip, her opening up to him with no hesitation. He's tasting her too and she's loving every bit of it.
"Well this is great!" Beca says, eyes glued on the couple above her. "Mmmm, as sweet as always," Jesse breathes against Chloe's lips. She's grinning like a kid on Christmas morning. "You don't mind sharing, do you Cherry?" Chloe, looks at down at Beca and without breaking their blue eye contact, "Take her." She's says confidently as Beca shudders on instinct.
He's moving. Before Beca could change focus, Jesse is hovering over her, eyes dark with desire and his assets firmly pressed into her inner thigh. She can feel him twitching, eager to get inside. Chloe lays next to her, eyes filled with a mixed of love and lust with a little bit of sin. She gently turns Beca's face towards hers and shares the last bit of her essence by greeting her with a soft kiss. Quickly lips fuse hungrily as Jesse is busy admiring the beauty before him. While his brunette is distracted, he slowly but effectively joins their bodies together.
"Oh my g-", Beca's gasp is cut off my Chloe's tongue taking a new interest in the back of her throat. Jesse's not a selfish lover. He stills himself inside Beca giving her a few moments to get adjusted to his intruder. He lives in moments like this. When he's freshly consumed and filling either one of them completely. When their bodies are relaxed and welcoming like good friends at Fourth of July pool party. Though this pool is definitely wetter than any water park he's ever been to.
"He feels good doesn't he?" As if on cue, he slides out about halfway before diving in the pool again. "Shit, Beca. You've completely coated him. I love how your body reacts to us." Jesse groans at Chloe's words and Beca's saturations and begins to pick up speed. Beca lies covered in tiny beads of moisture dancing all over her skin. The feeling of manicured nails lightly scraping the flesh around and above her breasts intensifies as she continually gets pounded down below. The inevitable cliff approaching fast. Her entire body clenching everywhere. Around Jesse, one hand around Chloe's hip and the other scampering for anything to hold tight to-sheets, pillows, anything stable really. She finally reaches high enough above her head to grasp the headboard. Chloe descends on her chest taking a hardened peak between her teeth and circling it like a bird to its prey.
"Shii-Angel, you feel amazing. I don't think I'll ever be able to stop." Jesse pants and audibly as one can while doing such cardio. "I-If you stop, I sw-swear I'll kill you." Beca moans back. She doesn't always seem like it, but she loves the nickname Chloe and Jesse have given her. Beca's caring and compassionate, traits that Jesse and Chloe have undoubtedly expressed admiration for. It's a special epithet for the three of them and it fills her heart every time they use it.
Chloe chuckles freely enjoying their banter while continuing her oral massage on the brunette's mounds. Jesse's endurance is a spectacle. Something you only hear about in erotic novels or bad sit-coms. His muscles are flexing and beads of sweat are beginning to roll down the peaks of his chest and ripple over his abdomen. He's about to blow like Mt. Vesuvius and Beca isn't the one to notice. She's too busy screaming in ecstasy right now.
"Jesse! Don't you dare cum inside her!", Chloe commands. The redhead can be authoritative in some instances. She's the super sweet one of the triad. The overly positive, bright eyed wonder they both fell in love with. But when it comes to anything that Chloe wants, what she is absolutely certain of, she's no sweetheart. She's the President. She's the Empress. She's the Queen. And her rule is the only one that matters. It's then that Beca's body betrays her, exploding around Jesse like it's 1945.
"FUCK!! Holy shit!" Beca's screaming, like for real, screaming. Jesse probably has the two loudest women in the world when it comes to grand finales. "Out! Now Jess!" Chloe orders and Beca hasn't even come back to Earth yet, but she knows exactly what's about to happen. She's been with Chloe for a while. Beca and Jesse are both well versed in "The Adventures of Cherry" and knows Chloe will try and do anything that brings exponential pleasure to either of her loves. Beca now has to brace herself for the eruption to come.
"Oh fuck," Jesse had successfully pulled out of Beca just in time for him to blanket her core like a freshly baked cinnamon roll. Lucky for her, the redhead loves icing.
Chloe pushes their man off to the side and again descends on Beca, lapping up both flavors simultaneously. "Fuck me, are you serious?!" Beca can't believe what she's seeing right now and from the look on Jesse's face, he can't either. How is this even real life? Her legs don't work. They won't for the rest of the day, she's sure of it. But that doesn't stop her from arching her hips back up to meet Chloe's tongue thrust for thrust. Beca couldn't even control it if she tried.
Jesse leans into Beca to whisper just outside her ear, not taking his eyes off their red headed nympho as she licks his coverage clean off her, "No pun intended, but I didn't see that coming. That is the hottest thing I've ever seen." Beca tries to roll her eyes at his goofy honesty, but she ends up rolling them for an entirely different reason. Chloe has now pulled her sensitive bundle into her mouth and is sucking HARD causing Beca's eyes to slam shut. Jesse wants to see her, to watch her completely unravel like a runaway spool of thread. "Look at me Angel and let go.", Jesse guides her face in his direction. Beca opens her eyes, her navy meeting his chocolate as the sun is finally starting to rise. And she delivers on his request so violently that Chloe can't hold it all. Her delivery literally dripping down the redhead's chin.
Wiping her face, Chloe leans up, "That's a good morning if I've ever seen one." She ascends up Beca's body, kissing every inch along the way. She turns slightly to plant a lingering peck to Jesse's lips before putting all her attention to the limp body below her. She meets her eyes in the rising sunlight now a sparkling navy blue and utters, "Happy Birthday Angel." Beca leans up to meet Chloe's lips in a soft, passionate embrace, smiling against her lips as Jesse peppers her shoulder with tiny kisses. "Happy Birthday Baby." Beca releases Chloe and smiles dreamily. "Holy shit I'm starving. What does a girl gotta do to get some bday breakfast around here?"
They all share a laugh and a few more kisses before Beca kicks them both out of bed. She climbs back under the covers that had been long discarded, but not before reaching into the nightstand to pull out her annual crown. A gift given to her by Chloe a few years prior. She always wanted Beca to feel like royalty on her birthday so she had one made with black and purple rhinestones along the base. Beca flops back in the bed to relive the last hour before drifting back to sleep.
AN:
Shall I continue? Let me know!