Adjusting to life with a roommate was difficult for Beca, an only child who wasn't used to the idea of sharing a room with another living person. It wouldn't have been so bad if her roommate wasn't Kimmy Jin, a Korean girl who barely spoke to her except for harsh insults. She preferred the girl when she thought she didn't speak English.
The hardest thing for her to get used to was the lack of privacy. With Kimmy Jin around, Beca couldn't do things she'd normally do in a single room. She couldn't sit around in her underwear or sleep in the nude like she sometimes liked to do…and she couldn't get herself off.
Well, it wasn't that she couldn't do it, but she wasn't willing to take matters into her own hands when Kimmy Jin was asleep, and she sure wasn't doing it in the showers, especially after finding out some people would just barge into your occupied shower uninvited.
That was why, when she found out that her roommate was going to be away for the weekend at some Korean Club field trip, Beca decided to take the time she was allowed to do all the things she wanted to do but couldn't with a roommate
Once Kimmy Jin had mumbled her goodbyes and left her alone, the brunette slid off her jeans and immediately discarded them onto the floor. She considered her options—she could look at sexy photos, maybe read something online or watch a video, or she could use her imagination. She opted for her imagination, in which she could see any fantasy she wanted and not to have to worry about laughing at how badly acted a porno was or noticing shave burn on a woman's sensitive area while browsing dirty photos.
No, her imagination was much better, and very active.
Beca closed her eyes as she got comfortable on her bed, her right hand snaking down to the area between her legs. She went through several different scenarios and partners, but eventually settled on one that surprised even her.
Chloe's face popped into her mind, her lips glossy and tasting of cherries as she kissed her hard against the shower wall. Beca had memorized every curve of the older woman's body, having seen her bare naked form in the shower several months previous.
As she began to imagine Chloe bending down onto her knees, showing what her mouth was really capable of, Beca's fingers slid past the fabric of her striped boy briefs. With her eyes squeezed shut tightly, she continued her fantasy, the hot water raining down from the shower onto their bodies.
Chloe took her time with her tongue, as if she was allowing herself to feast upon a delicacy. Beca writhed on her bed, desperately imagining her fingers were Chloe's, pushing into her with a graceful need. Her heart raced as her fingers quickened, feeling her body seize up for a moment of pleasure.
Her fantasy was interrupted when she heard a creaking sound. Beca's eyes shot open and she let out a startled shriek, covering up herself with her blankets. The object of her naughty imagination stood before her, a mixture of embarrassment, amusement and…something else on her face.
"I'm so sorry!" Chloe told her apologetically, not looking away despite the awkward situation. "I really should've knocked."
"You really should've." Beca echoed, clutching the blankets to her as she reached down for her jeans.
With Chloe's eyes on her, she pulled her pants back on and fastened them, feeling the heat of mortification radiating from her skin.
"I'm sorry." The senior attempted again, a slight smile on her lips.
Beca sighed, glancing down at her hands for a moment before shoving them deep into her pockets. Seeing her awkward motion, Chloe dug something out of her purse and held it out for her. It was a bottle of hand sanitizer.
"You know, for your hands, because you…"
"Yeah, I know, thanks." Beca murmured, her face reddening as she grabbed the bottle, pouring out a large amount onto her hands and rubbing them together.
The scent of Chloe's lavender hand sanitizer pervaded the air. The two women stood anxiously there for a minute before Chloe broke the silence that had settled between them.
"There's nothing wrong with masturbation—"
"Oh, wow, can we not talk about this?" Beca put her freshly sanitized hands over her face, trying and failing to hide her embarrassment.
Chloe smirked. "There's no reason to be embarrassed." She said gently.
"Uh, yeah there is, you walked in on me…" Beca paused, not able to say the words. "doing that. I'm never going to be able to look you directly in the face again."
"Who were you thinking about?"
Beca was quiet.
"C'mon, I won't judge you. I have this crazy fantasy about Mila Kunis where she—well, you don't need to know that. But seriously, who was it you were imagining?" Chloe grinned, waiting for her friend's answer and trying to hazard a guess in her mind about which celebrity Beca would want to get it on with.
"It, um, was someone I know." She finally spoke, knowing she was being entirely too obvious when she refused to meet Chloe's eyes.
The same eyes that she felt settle onto her as a sound of realization came from the redhead's lips. The same lips she'd been fantasizing about only minutes prior.
Chloe stepped forward, her hand seizing Beca's wrist.
"Was it me?" She asked, her voice a low growl in the back of her throat.
Beca managed a slow nod before Chloe came even closer, like a dangerous animal about to tackle its prey. She brought their lips together with a harshness she'd never seen before in her fellow Bella, Chloe's teeth dragging along her bottom lip more roughly than she had even imagined.
As the other girl took charge, skillfully removing Beca's jeans, Beca pinched herself on the arm and opened and closed her eyes a few times to assure herself that this was really happening.
Once she was certain that this was reality and not a fantasy, she allowed herself to participate in the removal of Chloe's clothes. She needed not only to see the singer's gorgeous body but also to drag her fingers across her soft skin and caress every inch of her flawless form.
With her breath heavy in her burning throat, Beca unhooked Chloe's bra which was made of a deep blue lacy material that matched her panties. She reunited their mouths, her tongue lighting the fuse between them as she worked to remove every piece of fabric that separated them.
Beca was usually relatively quiet in bed, feeling self-conscious about her own sounds of pleasure that she actually found herself repressing them most of the time. But when Chloe's tongue came between her parted thighs, she didn't have the chance to even consider holding back.
A moan crawled its way down her throat and out her open mouth as her fingers tangled in Chloe's curls. Beca grasped at her lover's hair like an equestrian pulling at the reigns of his bucking horse
"Oh, God, Chloe," She breathed, her hips rolling as Chloe's tongue swirled around expertly inside of her.
Beca had never been so aroused in her life, the sight of the ginger's head bobbing up and down with her breasts heaving as she pleasured her becoming almost too much to bear.
She felt it when Chloe took on a new tactic, her tongue making patterns against her in a fashion that drove her absolutely wild.
"Wh—what's that you're doing?" She could barely speak.
Chloe stopped for a moment, wiping at her mouth.
"I was spelling Titanium with my tongue." She grinned deviously before returning to the task at hand, only needing another minute or two with her tongue and fingers working in tandem for Beca to melt against her
After Beca was finished, Chloe pulled herself up beside her despite how cramped the younger woman's bed was. She leaned against her body, kissing Beca's neck before leaving a lingering kiss on her lips.
"What's this mean?" Chloe asked absently, having had a serious toner for the new recruit ever since their first meeting. Her lips trailed down to Beca's collarbone as she waited for an answer.
"I think you're beautiful. And no one's ever made me—" She felt weird saying it even though they'd just done some very intimate things together. "orgasm like that."
Tentatively Beca rested her hand on the top of Chloe's thigh. She drew a line with her finger across the inner section of her upper leg. Her eyes met Chloe's.
The smiling redhead nodded, pulling open her legs and giving Beca a daring stare, silently commanding her to make the next move.