This is completely inspired by Anna Kendrick and that fucking ridiculously amazing pantsuit. The cover image for this is from Tumblr, unsure of the username since I found it on google. All this Bechloe lately is too much for one to handle!

I haven't decided what I'm doing with this... a one shot? Or do you want me to continue? Let me know what you think. I don't usually write smut, but in this case... it all seemed to write itself. Enjoy?

Did you know when you go

It's the perfect ending

To the bad day I was just beginning

When you go all I know is

You're my favorite mistake

Beca was sitting on top of the counter in her dressing room as her and Amy got ready for the award show. She was in her own world as she listened to Amy rant about her current "ginger situation". It seemed like lately there was always a ginger problem. Amy and Beca had met Aubrey and Chloe at an industry party a few years ago and Chloe and Beca had immediately hit it off.

One night, after a lot of tequila shots and Chloe wallowing about her most recent breakup from some guy, everything changed between them. Beca couldn't even remember the guy's name because for a period of time, Chloe seemed to constantly have someone new in her life. Beca was known to the press as being pretty openly bisexual and had gone through her share of "relationships". But really, they were nothing more than one night stands; she wasn't a big fan of people and tended to get bored.

Chloe was different though.

Her exception to most rules.

And after that night, they had been sleeping together and it had continued for the past six months. Not only were they sleeping together, they were pretty much going at it at every available surface at the most inappropriate times. Beca's face flushed just thinking back to some of the situations Chloe and her had found themselves at times. Beca had tried pushing her away, but Chloe kept magically popping up.

Beca found that the redhead was pretty hard to quit. And it was pretty terrifying for her as she chewed her nail thinking about what it all meant.

"Okay, but shawshank… Now is the opportunity to just tell that little ginger! Besides if you keep doing this, someone is going to jump on that, she's a hot little piece of a-" Fat Amy said with a swat to the tiny brunette's arm as she eyed herself in the long mirror in the dressing room.

"Okkkkkayyyy! Enough! Amy, I can't just tell her how I feel… It's-it's complicated," Beca sighed cutting Amy off. She tugged at her blouse and eyed the heels in the corner dreading the moment she would have to put them on.

"Well – uncomplicate it! She feels the same, and when she sees you in that suit… Well, just be glad you won't see Stacie until later," Amy said readjusting herself.

"Amy! Jesus Christ! My eyes," Beca groaned.

"Way to deflect the question shorty, you know I'm right," Amy added yanking at her dress.

"It's Chloe Beale-like-just-won-two-Oscars-Chloe-Beale," Beca blurted out looking down at the incoming text.

"Okay, and who was her date to that? Also, it's so weird when you refer to her using her whole name when we've been friends so long, it's weird," Amy said as she noticed Beca chewing on her lip. "Nervous for your first Grammy show? She's presenting tonight, right?"

"Maybe, and you know what my point is," Beca huffed not paying full attention to the blonde as she texted back.

"Um… Okay… And you're three-time-Grammy-nominee-Beca-Mitchell, what are you getting at?" Amy shrugged.

Your friends are sorry for me

They watch you pretend to adore me

But I'm no fool to this game

"Damn right she is!" Chloe chuckled from behind them leaning against the doorframe.

"Damn, ginger! You look hot!" Amy whistled.

"Thanks Amy, that dress… Well that dress is certainly something," Chloe giggled as she looked over Amy's choice of a hot pink dress.

"I know right? I heard John Mayer is single again and well you know…" Amy winked looking down at her phone as she shoved her bright green shoes on.

"You do look hot, Miss Beale," Beca said raking Chloe's body up-and-down. Chloe was wearing very form fitting black pants and a white button down like she was. She assumed the jacket was still in her room. "Interesting choice of attire I must say, you trying to dress like me now?"

"Maybe you're actually trying to dress like me," Chloe approached Beca with a smug look on her face as she leaned over to straighten Beca's shirt collar.

Beca knew that look far too well. She knew exactly what she was doing and she swore the redhead before her was her undoing.

"What the actual hell is wrong with that blondie Aubrey? She just texted me and said we need to practice our presenters speech… is that like an actual thing? Wasn't that why we rehearsed yesterday?" Amy said typing back a message on her phone.

"Don't want another puking incident," Beca teased.

"Shut up!" Chloe said with a punch to her arm. "You two aren't supposed to know about that!"

"Uhhh…. Well you told us ginger, let me go to her room and show her my version of rehearsing," Amy said taking a swig from the mini bottle of Jack Daniels from her clutch and pulling out two more. "See you bitches at show time!"

"Well, Aubrey's certainly in for Amy's version of reality," Beca smirked as she adjusted her eye makeup in the mirror one last time.

"How about my version of reality?" Chloe said spinning Beca around in one swift motion and pushing her up on the counter.

"Chloe! Jesus Christ! We can't do this now," She tried to argue.

But Beca knew arguing was pointless.

"Oh… We are totally doing this here, you look beyond fucking hot in that suit," Chloe breathed against the skin on her neck jerking the jacket away from Beca's arms.

"We can't keep doing this…" Beca sighed, letting the material be pushed further back on the counter. Her eyes closed at feeling the warm lips nibble below her ear lobe.

"You want this more than I do," Chloe hitched biting down slightly harder on the skin and unbuttoning Beca's blouse.

"I do, do I?" Beca huffed attempting to gain the upper hand but failing miserably as she felt Chloe's hands caressing her upper thigh. Chloe Beale often reduced her to these situations, which still sometimes surprised her since she was usually dominant over the redhead.

"Tell me you don't and I'll stop right now," Chloe chuckled and pulled away slightly.

But Beca needed her. She needed to feel her skin against hers. And right now, she didn't care how fucking inappropriate it was and gripped the redhead's shoulders mashing their lips together roughly.

"Totally what I thought…" Chloe said as she let Beca explore her jawline.

"You need me as much as I need you, admit it," Beca said with a harsh bite to her collarbone and clawed at the fabric between them.

She became a woman possessed and needed contact.

"Someone's eager…" Chloe hitched trying to remain in control.

Beca soon jumped down from the counter, she was tired of Chloe being in charge right now and wanted to put a stop to it. She slammed the redhead against the nearest wall, causing a photo of two previous Grammy winners to clatter on the floor.

"Admit it," Beca hitched messily as she held Chloe's arms over her head.

"Oh my…" Chloe exhaled in excitement as her eyes raked down the almost topless brunette in front of her.

"You need to stop talking," Beca bluntly stated as she ripped the shirt from Chloe's arms and unsnapped her bra quickly as she hooked her arms around the back of Chloe's knees and lifted her onto the counter. "You came here with this whole plan in mind, I know you Beale."

"No idea what you're talking about," Chloe innocently stated and then squealed when she felt lips connect with her nipple and an eager hand tugging on her belt as she threw her head back. "Beca… Oh my God…"

"This would be so much easier if you'd just admit you needed me," Beca smirked against the skin and unbuttoned her pants.

"Totally don't," Chloe joked back.

"Okay, good. My services are no longer needed here then," Beca said standing fully and attempting to walk away from the redhead.

"Oh my God! Beca! I need you! I want you so bad right now, stop teasing me, please," Chloe groaned as she clutched Beca's hand and pushed her flush against her body on the counter. All Chloe could see through her lustful eyes was how fucking beautiful the brunette in front of her was and how much she needed her.

All. The. Fucking. Time.

"Jeez, all you had to do was ask, no reason to get harsh," Beca grinned pinning Chloe against the countertop harder.

"Please, stop baby, I need you," Chloe whined grinding her leg further into Beca.

Chloe learned pretty quickly how much using that word turned Beca on.

"I should make you wait…." Beca said trailing her fingers over Chloe's hardened nipples lightly which caused her to form goosebumps on her skin in anticipation.

"You definitely shouldn't," Chloe grated.

Without warning, Beca harshly shoved the silky fabric of Chloe's underwear to the side and plunged two fingers right into her center.

"Jesus, you're so wet," Beca grumbled becoming more aroused at how hot Chloe already was for her.

"Yes! Please baby, right there!" Chloe said clutching Beca's shoulders roughly and thrusting upwards towards the brunette hovered over her.

"Gotta keep quiet, babe, you don't want the whole Grammy audience to hear what I'm doing to you on my dressing room countertop, do you?" Beca said breathily nipping all along Chloe's collarbone as she used her free hand to softly graze the skin along her ribcage.

"I don't even fucking care right now. Please, Beca, I need you to do it harder," Chloe yelped sinking her teeth so far into her bottom lip she was worried she drew blood.

"So fucking sexy when you beg me like that," Beca said pushing into Chloe harder and faster. She could feel the redhead's orgasm building below her but she wanted to make her wait just a little longer. Chloe's hips were rising with Beca's motions and when they slowed, she groaned louder.

"Beca, holy shit. Get on with it, please," Chloe said trying to rub against Beca's hand harder.

With a final motion, Beca sped up her motions, pressing their almost bare skin against each other. She could feel Chloe coming undone and quickly attached their lips in a messy kiss to keep Chloe from screaming.

"Beccccc…." Chloe breathed against her lips as she felt herself let go and scratched down Beca's back harder in need of something to grip.

But Beca never let her go until she had fully recovered; it made Chloe's heart flutter in anticipation for this moment every time they found themselves in situations like this.

"Fuck, that was so hot," Chloe sighed attaching their lips passionately as Beca pulled out of her and straightened her clothing.

Before Beca could even respond, she felt her back come in contact with the opposite wall, clattering yet another photo to the ground.

"Ouch! Fuck, Chloe. That hurt! I'm going to have bruises," Beca grimaced in pain as she came in contact with the wall.

"Too. Many. Clothes," Chloe breathed between kissing Beca's neck and latching onto an extra sensitive spot, knowing it as one of her weaknesses.

Beca involuntarily moaned throwing her head against the wall and closed her eyes to enjoy this moment, arching her back slightly to allow Chloe to remove her bra.

"You're going to leave a mark if you don't stop," Beca hissed feeling Chloe's teeth in her flesh and her hands coming in contact with her chest.

Chloe Beale wanted her.

She wanted her at all hours of the night, day, at any location, Chloe Beale wanted her. And sometimes, she still couldn't believe it.

"God, Beca, you are so hot," Chloe said bending slightly to pull one of Beca's breasts into her mouth.

"Don't stop, Chlo," Beca said tugging the redhead into her chest harder as she held her hair firmly.

"You underestimate me, Mitchell," Chloe said standing and gripping Beca's wrists undoing her pants button.

Beca was so turned on right now she felt like she was going to combust if she didn't have Chloe inside her right now.

"Need, you," Beca mumbled trying to keep quiet as she felt Chloe come in contact with her most sensitive area.

"And you thought I was wet…." Chloe smirked, sucking Beca's earlobe lightly.

"You know how I get it once I see you like that, Chloe," Beca huffed, raising the hand resting on Chloe's hip to her mouth to muffle her cries.

And oh my god.

Beca was already so close.

"Shhhh, baby," Chloe chuckled placing her hand over Beca's mouth.

Beca's eyes were starting to roll in the back of her head; much like Chloe had been able to do to her a million times before.

The way she was able to work her body was beyond perfection. It's almost as though she had is mesmerized to a science.

"Chlo…. Oh… Oh my god…" Beca muffled out through the hand over her mouth trying to keep her excitement quiet.

"Hey, Mitchell, need you out here for press," The knock blasted to the door harshly causing Chloe to pull away from Beca in surprise.

"You've GOT to be FUCKING kidding me," Beca sighed, totally disappointed and still fucking ridiculous amounts of turned on.

Of course this would happen.

"Just builds the excitement for later," Chloe winked, making sure to leave extra emphasis on the word builds.

"Two minutes, Mitchell or I'm busting in this door so help me God you better be ready to go," the producer yelled through the door.

"Shirt…. Where is my shirt?" Beca flushed looking around the dressing room for her shirt as she slipped her bra back on and buttoned her pants again.

Beca looked over to notice the smug look on Chloe's face as she held the brunette's suit jacket in her hand and slowly buttoned the last buttons on her blouse to make a point. Beca cleared her throat, trying to distract herself from Chloe's chest.

"You-you're wearing my shirt! Where's your shirt?" Beca huffed running a hand through her hair in distress pointing to the button down Chloe was now sporting. She tried not to look at her previous white collared shirt hugging the redhead's body so perfectly. It was just a little too snug but it was so perfect on her figure. She didn't know why she hadn't begged Chloe to wear it before now.

"Becs, calm down baby!" Chloe chuckled leaning over to capture the brunette in a calming kiss.

Beca let herself calm a bit before pulling completely away from the girl who currently had her arms wrapped around her, as if to steady her.

"This hasn't resolved anything…" Beca said, knowing the double meaning in the words.

"Sure it has, you are going to wear this jacket. It's your first time attending the Grammys as a solo nominee; you need to make an impression. This will definitely make it," Chloe said as she pulled the suit jacket over Beca's shoulders.

"Are you crazy, Beale? I have way too much boob to JUST wear this jacket! What if I have a wardrobe malfunction and something slips out," Beca said trying to readjust the jacket again as she looked it over in the mirror and readjusted her hair.

"Then I say that's damn good television that I know I would want to see," Chloe said leaning over to press a kiss to Beca's cheek. "You look super sexy, in fact if I look at you in this any longer…." Chloe said trailing her fingers over the exposed part of Beca's chest.

"Stop! I swear… You're such a tease…." Beca said closing her eyes harshly but making no attempt to stop Chloe's motions.

"MITCHELL! Are you ready?" The producer said opening the door and tapping his watch impatiently.

"Yes – Jesus Christ, Ryan! I am coming!" Beca bit out annoyed as Chloe stood close.

"I'll see you when I present you your award, gorgeous," Chloe said kissing her lips quickly. "You're going to be great, I promise."

She swore Chloe swayed her hips just a little more than she needed to on her way out.

Jesus Christ. Chloe Beale was going to kill her.

"And…. The award for best new artist goes to…" Aubrey stated as she tore open the envelope.

"BECA MITCHELL!" Chloe giddily clapped and bounced on the balls of her feet.

Beca made her way to the stage in a haze and hugged Aubrey tightly before reaching out to hug Chloe.

"You are sooooo getting some tonight," Chloe whispered with a slight peck of her lips to Beca's throat.

To national television, it looked like they were hugging, but Beca knew damn well Chloe's game.

She smirked back to the redhead and grabbed Chloe's hip bone to move her slightly aside so she could give her speech.

Well maybe nothin' lasts forever

Even when you stay together

I don't need forever after

It's your laughter won't let me go

So I'm holding on this way

"Mhm, so approve of this look, Mitchell," Stacie stood with a mixed drink in hand at Vanity Fair's after-party bar. Pretty much anyone who was at the awards was at this party.

"Uh. Thanks I guess," Beca said scratching her neck uneasily as she sipped her vodka and waited for Chloe's wine.

"No, I'm so serious Becs, I mean, we all knew you were a fine little piece before, but damn…. This has really just taken your hotness like to a whole new level," Stacie said finishing her drink and eyeing Beca's chest hungrily. It was making Beca a bit uncomfortable as she retreated back a step noting the look in Stacie's eyes.

"Whoa, back up there horn dog," Beca said chuckling in discomfort as she took the wine from the bartender and tipped him.

"Oh please, you'd be lucky to get a piece of all this," Stacie winked stepping closer.

"Hey babe, E! wants us and Aubrey and Amy to take some photos for the upcoming movie soundtrack," Chloe said reaching behind Beca taking her wine from her hand and led her over to the photographers where Aubrey and Amy were already posing for photos.

"Babe?" Stacie questioned to herself in confusion as she watched the pair head towards the press. With a shrug, she asked the bartender for another drink.

Chloe had noticed Stacie standing a bit too close for her liking gawking at Beca.

"Thanks for the save, Beale. I owe you," Beca whispered as she allowed herself to be pulled in the direction of the photographers.

"Actually, I think I owe you," Chloe said turning to her with a wink as they joined the others and posed for photos.

They handed Beca her award as they all posed for photos for different press, including some pretty funny poses where Amy acted like she was stealing Beca's awards.

"Beca – congrats on the wins tonight! Quite a different look from you tonight than we are used to," one of the photographers said taking pictures of the group.

She felt Chloe's smirk beside her to which she rolled her eyes.

"I'm up for trying new things these days it seems, though I must say my back hurts from having to sit up so straight and make sure nothing popped out," Beca and the others laughed.

At that moment, Katy Perry came up beside them to photobomb the group and proceeded to….what could only be described as "finger-bang" Beca's cleavage…as the photographers went crazy at the opportunity.

The group of girls was laughing hysterically as Beca looked mortified and Katy continued down the line to the next interviewer.

"Awesome rack, Mitchell! I've wanted to do that all night, congrats on the wins!" Katy yelled over her shoulder.

"Oh my god, never again am I wearing this," Beca gasped as she glared to the others laughing at her.

"Everyone's a fan of your rack, shawshank!" Amy said swallowing her drink.

"Definitely," Chloe added with a wink eyeing Beca's chest in approval.

"Ohhhhh hellllll no! I know this song didn't just come on!" Amy declared raising her fist in the air in triumph as the beat blasted through the party and the dance floor expanded. Beca's manager took her awards and said he would leave it in her room for her to grab later. They finished up with the photographers and press asking questions as they all latched onto each other to make their way through the crowded party. Beca received a lot of congratulations along the way.

"Isn't this song your lady jam, little one?" Amy questioned loudly to Beca as they had all started dancing.

Beca blushed furiously, the downfalls of having a loud-mouthed roommate. "Amy!"

"Well, I suppose I learn something new about you every day, don't I?" Chloe motioned with that same glint in her eyes intensifying in color. Her hair was framing her face perfectly and moving in time with the beat as she grabbed Beca's waist. Beca usually hated dancing but she seemed to be lured into whatever Chloe wanted her to do.

Beca couldn't help it. This song was sexy.

And the redhead in front of her was just that and she couldn't help but dig her fingers into Chloe's hip.

Chloe grinned at this new leverage she had over Beca making sure to empathize the lyrics in the brunette's ear. "Cause I see nobody, nobody but you, you, you…."

"Chloe…" Beca groaned as they continued dancing in the middle of the dance floor. Luckily Aubrey and Amy had found dance partners and were paying no mind to the show they were putting on.

"Cause girl you're perfect, you're always worth it, and you deserve it…." Chloe sang breathily as she made it a point to push her thigh against Beca in the right spot.

"Fuck…." Beca said closing her eyes and lowered her head to Chloe's neck to breathe in the scent she craved so much.

"We should go…" Chloe whispered. She was feeling herself getting worked up by watching Beca's reaction to the song.

Chloe felt herself being pulled to the exit as they signed a few autographs and continued down the next L.A. street. By this time, it was desolate and quiet due to the hour of night. They could still hear the pulsating of the beat in the background as they continued to walk to the hotel on the next block.

Chloe caught her eye though and backed her into the brick wall, which surprised Beca as she let out a surprised gasp.

"The way you work it, cause girl you earned it, girl you earned it…." Chloe sang so smoothly it was making Beca ache as Chloe watched the girl's movements.

"Chloe, the hotel is around the corner," Beca groaned, making little attempt to protest away from the captivating redhead. God, that song was fucking sexy on her lips.

Chloe ignored Beca and pushed her further down the darkened street as she hummed to the beat still audible from the party. She popped the two buttons of Beca's suit jacket quickly to come in contact with the soft skin below the material. Chloe had waited all night to touch her and she couldn't wait anymore.

"I've been waiting to touch you all night, I'm not waiting anymore," Chloe replied as she felt Beca;s fingers latch onto her neck and pull their lips together for a heated kiss.

"So I'ma care for you, you, you," Chloe sang, kneading her fingers under Beca's bra.

"Holy fuck, this is hot," Beca hitched out so turned on by the whole situation she could barely formulate words.

"Much hotter than Katy Perry or Stacie could make you…" Chloe teased biting harshly at Beca's skin between her breasts as the brunette took a handful of red hair to steady herself.

"That's the understatement of the century…" Beca nodded in agreement. Chloe was way too pleased at hearing how much Beca wanted her.

"I'mma care for you…." Chloe seductively sang, latching her lips to Beca's jaw and undoing her zipper for more access.

Beca swiftly pulled her leg around Chloe's waist. Chloe dared a glance into Beca's eyes and she swore they were black due to her arousal.

"Shi-shit," Beca moaned as she felt Chloe's fingers come in contact with her, slowly at first but building a quick pace. "Don't stop until the job is finished this time."

Chloe pushed Beca harder against the brick wall as Beca gripped the wall behind her as Chloe pulled her leg a little higher around her.

"So-so clo-close, I'm so close," Beca hitched pulling Chloe closer to her by the scalp.

"Let go, baby," Chloe whispered leaving light kisses along Beca's shoulder as she quickened her pace and then slowed.

She wanted to see Beca unravel in her arms so she pulled back just a little to look her over and look at the layer of sweat now glistening over her pale skin.

"What the fuck are you doing," Beca groaned as she ached for more contact, she was right on the brink and Chloe knew it.

"You're always worth it… Girl you earned it," Chloe sang out the last lyric against Beca's neck as she pushed back into Beca and immediately felt her orgasm.

"Fucking hell, Chloe," Beca choked out grappling at the wall behind her for balance. As Beca slowly regained feeling in her legs, she lowered her leg back down to the concrete.

"I'm not done with you yet, miss Grammy winner," Chloe winked, buttoning Beca's suit jacket and tugged her towards the hotel.

Did you know, could you tell

You were the only one

That I ever loved

Now everything's so wrong

When Beca woke up the next morning due to the blinding sunlight coming through the windows, she blindly reached out to the other side of the bed.

She expected to feel red hair splayed across the pillow, one of her favorite things going to sleep was playing with the wavy tresses that she swore smelled like the best mixture of summertime and coconut.

She squinted an eye open when she felt the sheets and pillow beside her were cold.

No Chloe.

She sat up slightly grabbing her head in agony at the hangover that ensued.

She looked to the bedside table where two Advil and a yellow sticky note resided.

Good morning, gorgeous. Quite the display of performance you put on last night, I'm exhausted.

Had to be on set early, sorry I couldn't wake Grammy-award-winner Beca Mitchell up for a round three this morning ;) Please take note to wear suits more often.

Xoxo

P.S. After seeing you in action last night, I have a new lady jam too…. See you later, if you think you're up for it ;)

Beca read the note slack jawed as she grunted into the pillow throwing her head back in frustration.

Chloe Beale was going to fucking kill her.

You're my favorite mistake

Song credits: My Favorite Mistake - Sheryl Crow and the song that they hear at the party and Chloe sings is "Earned It" by The Weeknd.

Should I continue? Love it? Hate it. Let me know what you think :)