Author's Note: Takes place during Hood Night in PP2.


Amy danced her way through the crowd of acapella singers until she reached the side of the Treble house where Bumper was waiting for her. She grabbed his outstretched hand and quickly glanced back to see if anyone noticed her disappearance, but the party continued on without her. She felt a tug on her hand and turned back to Bumper as he threw his drink in the grass. Together they sneaked away from the party completely unnoticed by their friends.

They didn't make it very far, though. Bumper spun around and pushed Amy back against the side of the house in one move. Amy opened her mouth to let out a groan of pain from her back hitting the brick, but it was cut off by Bumper's mouth. Bumper cupped Amy's face with one hand and placed the other in her hair, tilting her head to the side as his tongue asked for entrance to her mouth. Amy grabbed each of his butt cheeks in her hands and rotated her hips against his, feeling his erection through his khaki pants. Bumper moaned in her mouth before removing his lips from hers and traveling them down the side of her neck, his hands palming her large breasts as she sighed in pleasure. She grabbed his hair in her hands to keep him in place as he suckled the sensitive spot behind her ear.

"We shouldn't do this here," she breathed out.

"Where do you suggest?" he murmured. "The golf cart?"

She snorted, imagining them trying to figure out the logistics of fucking in the security cart he drove around campus all day. She yanked his head up by his hair and kissed him deeply before pushing him away from her. "Follow me."

They walked to the front of the house and then down the sidewalk to the Bella's house. Amy unlocked the front door and they raced up the stairs to the room she shared with Beca. Bumper stepped out of his shoes and pulled his shirt over his head while Amy unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them down her legs.

"Don't forget your shirt, baby," he said, taking his pants and boxers off in one swift motion.

"No time," she told him and he laughed.

Amy laid back on the bed and Bumper practically jumped on top of her. Their mouths immediately connected and Bumper moved his hands down to take off her boy-short panties. Amy reached between them to caress his stiff member as he manipulated he soaked folds. They caught each other's moans and sighs with kisses until the soft touches became too much.

"Bump, now," Amy demanded. "I need you now."

Bumper obliged and slowly slid his member inside of her, Amy's hand helping guide him. He paused for a moment to let her adjust and watched her face for any sign of discomfort.

"You okay?" he asked.

She nodded and let out a short laugh. "You're bigger than the last guy I slept with."

Bumper tried and failed to not let that comment bother him. Noticing the look on his face, Amy frowned and looked deep into his eyes. "Hey," she whispered. "That's supposed to be a compliment."

"I know," he sighed, looking away.

"What is it then?" She grabbed his chin in her hand and forced him to look at her.

"Forget about it," he said.

"No, Bumper, I-" He suddenly pulled out of her and thrust back in, causing Amy to gasp. "Shit," she moaned, not expecting the surge of pleasure. "Again."

Bumper complied and thrust again and again until he found a steady pace. He raised himself up on his arms to watch her face contort in pleasure. Amy opened her eyes and locked them on to his. She didn't know what made her do it, but she reached up to wrap her arms around his shoulders, bringing him down so their upper bodies touched. She just held on, her breath coming out in puffs against his ear. Bumper buried his nose in her neck and sped up the pace of his hips, groaning in pleasure as the friction increased on his dick.

The only sounds in the room were their breathless pants and their bodies slapping together. In the distance you could hear the faint sound of music from the still ongoing party. Amy began to feel a familiar tightening in the pit of her stomach so she raised her hips in time with Bumper's thrusts.

"Bumper," she moaned.

"That's it, baby," he breathed out, lifting his head to watch her. "Cum for me, Ames."

Within seconds, Amy felt an orgasm overtake her body and she cried out. Bumper continued thrusting wildly, seeking his own release and Amy suddenly felt another orgasm building up. She dropped her hands to the bed, gripping the sheets tightly as the pleasure increased and then finally exploded.

"Yes! Uggghhh..."

"Oh my God," Bumper groaned as he released within her. He slowed down his thrusts and then eventually stopped, looking down at Amy as she softly hummed, a small smile gracing her lips. He was astounded he still had the strength to hold himself up at this point, but he couldn't help but stare at her gorgeous "I just got fucked" face. He finally rolled over and laid next to her. "That was amazing."

Amy nodded. "Mmmhmmm," she sighed.

Suddenly, the front door of the house opened and closed and they could hear the unmistakable sound of high heels coming up the stairs.

"Amy?!" a voice called.

"Shit! It's Beca!" Amy panicked., jumping out of the bed. She gathered Bumper's clothes and threw them at him before tossing a robe over herself. "You have to go out the window!"

"What?!" Bumper exclaimed in the midst of hopping into his pants. "We're like three floors up!"

"Bumper-" Amy began, but Beca's voice came again, closer.

"Why did you leave the party? Everyone's been looking for you."

"The window!" Amy whispered, and she ran to the window, opening it up.

Bumper looked at the steps and then the window and finally Amy's stricken face. "Fine!" He maneuvered his way out the window and over to the drainpipe. "Feel like I'm in a fuckin' romantic comedy," he mumbled.

He slowly began working his way down closer to the ground when his foot slipped and he ended up falling the rest of the way, screaming like a girl on the all down. He landed on his back just as the rest of the Bella's were walking into the backyard from the party. Chloe literally just stepped over him and kept on walking while a few of the girls nonchalantly said, "Goodnight, Bumper!"

Bumper looked up at the window as he lay in the grass and Amy poked her head out, mouthing "Call me!" at him before closing the window shut. He sat up and dusted himself off, ignoring the pain shooting through is body.

"Worth it."


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