"Whose phone have you got there, Legacy?" Amy asked, looking over Emily's shoulder.
Emily scrutinized the small, space grey iPhone that rested in her palm. She pressed the home button to reveal a selfie of Beca and Chloe at the beach in their swimwear, Chloe wearing a skimpy red bikini which complimented her fiery hair while Beca wore her trunks and a bikini top.
It was no secret to the other girls that Beca was intersex. Thankfully, the Bellas were an open bunch of misfits, so nobody had a problem with Beca's little friend. Emily was somewhat surprised at first, but it never affected her friendship with Beca; if anything, Emily had only respected her captain more than she did before.
"I think it's Beca's phone."
"Hand it over." Emily did as she was told. Amy pressed a few buttons on the screen and - as if by magic - revealed that she had got into Beca's phone.
"Uhm...Amy, how did you do that?"
Amy tapped her nose. "Shawshank's password is pretty obvious."
"Uh...what is it?"
"That's for me to know, and for you to never find out. Hmm, do you think she sexts with Chloe?"
"You're not seriously looking at their chat, are you?" Emily was regretting this more and more.
Amy loaded Beca's Whatsapp conversation with Chloe, who was saved in her contacts as 'Carrots.' The most recent of their messages was some light flirting, much to Amy's disappointment.
I know a smokin' hot girl. ;)
Oh really? ;)
Yeah, she's got these big blue eyes. ;)
What else? :P ;)
She's so beautiful it's unreal. She's an absolute goddess.
Not as beautiful as a certain midget I know. ;) she's so cute in those oversized headphones.
Pfft. I'm a badass, Beale. I don't do cute.
Uh huh. ;)
"Boring, we hear this shit all the time." Amy started to scroll up without looking, endlessly swiping her finger against the screen.
"Okay, you've had your fun...maybe you should put it down?" Emily suggested.
"You think I'd pass up an opportunity like this?"
"An opportunity for what?!"
"Okay, I've gone all the way up to last week. Let's see what we can find."
"You are unbelievable."
"Hmm, it's all pretty PG at the moment." Amy showed Emily the first of the messages. Emily sighed and read through them. Much to her relief, Amy was telling the truth.
Hey, Becs. How's work? Xx
Same old same old. Is my boss still an asshat? Yes, he is. Am I actually making a contribution music-wise? No, I am not.
Awww. :(
But on the bright side, it's just an internship. You'll be on to far bigger and better things soon. I just know it. Xxxx
See, this is why I love you. You always know how to cheer me up when I'm feeling like shit. xxx
Is that the only reason why you love me? ;)
Hmm, nope. ;)
Why else do you love me, Daddy?
"Whomp, there it is." Amy stated.
"Oh my..." Emily's eyes widened almost comically. "That went down fast."
"These two are fucking horndogs, Legacy-wait, Fire Crotch has a Daddy kink?! Holy shit!"
"I did not need to know that."
CHLO! I'm in the fucking boardroom, you know what that pet name does to me! I can't get a boner here! I'll tell you when I'm alone, k?
Oki. :D ;)
Okay, I'm alone. God, you're such a dirty little slut, I love it. ;)
Only for you, Daddy.
Show me a pic of your gorgeous boobs, babygirl.
Chloe had selected the selfie mode to capture her cleavage in the best of ways. Her black lacy bra was pushed down to reveal bare breasts and erect nipples. Her normally bright blue eyes were darkened with lust as she stared seductively into the camera, a faint smirk playing on her pouty lips.
Shit. You're so hot, Chlo.
Are you hard for me, Daddy?
Fuck yes, babygirl.
Show me. ;)
Beca's massive bulge could be noticed through her skin-tight boxer briefs. She had a hand shoved down her waistband, leaving very little to the imagination.
"Shit, shortstack is packing some serious heat."
"Are you actually still reading this?!"
"You're reading too." Amy pointed out.
"Well yeah, but-"
"Hush." Amy silenced her. "I'm concentrating here. This is top-quality entertainment."
Mmm, yummy.
You know what, babygirl?
What, Daddy?
I think I need to punish you for making me this horny.
Fuck yes.
Sit on all fours.
Done!
I want to see your pert little ass.
I can't, Daddy. It's too hard to take the picture without a mirror. :(
That's okay, babygirl. I've seen that ass enough times to have a good image in my head. ;)
Mmmm. *moans*
Now I'm gonna spank you like you deserve to be spanked.
I'm looking forward to it, Daddy.
Now be prepared in 3, 2, 1... *spanks your ass*
Ohhhhh yessssss.
*keeps spanking your ass*
Oh Daddy, spank me harder.
Mmm, you like it when I spank you, babygirl?
Oh my god YES. Spank me harder, Daddy!
Fuck I'm so hard, Chlo. Spanking you gets me so fucking hard.
The next picture was of Beca's rock hard cock standing in all its glory. She had a firm grip on the tip, which was oozing with precum. Emily squeezed her eyes shut and tried to resist the ever-growing urge to throw up.
"No, no, no...this is gross, this is gross."
"Crickey, the midget's dick is bigger than her." Amy scrolled down.
"AMY!"
Mmm, I wanna ride you, Daddy. I want you to cum in my tight pussy.
First I want to see how wet you are for me, babygirl.
Two of Chloe's slender fingers were prising her dripping wet pussy open. She added a comment beneath the image. So so wet for you, Daddy.
"Okay, that's it!" Emily snatched the phone out of Amy's hand and shut it off.
"Hey!" Amy flailed her arms up and down. She lunged forwards to try and take the phone back from Emily, but Emily wouldn't budge. She made sure she kept an iron grip on it for all it was worth. "It was getting to the good stuff!"
"Good stuff?!" Emily exclaimed in disbelief. "I have been traumatized for life because of you!"
"What, because you read sexts from your aca-parents?"
"They are not my-okay, you know what, I am going to my room and I am washing my eyes out with acid to forget the horrors I just witnessed on this thing!"
"Come on." Amy reasoned. "It's not that bad-"
"Not that bad?!" Emily interrupted. "Not that bad?! Oh my god, Amy, it is that bad! In the space of five minutes I saw Chloe's boobs, Chloe's vagina, Beca's hardon - covered and uncovered - and on top of that, found out they have a Daddy-babygirl kink as well as a thing for spanking! How is that not bad?!"
"I understand that today marks the day you have lost your childhood innocence. And because of that, I am here as your support system that will guide you through this traumatic experience-"
"Okay, I am out of here!" Emily sped out of the room and up the stairs, making sure she took Beca's phone with her. She wasn't having Amy fulfil her perverted fantasies and reading what else Beca and Chloe's spicy - and mildly disturbing - sex life had to offer.
Later that afternoon, Beca and Chloe were engaging in a very heated make out session when there was a knock at the door door. Beca rubbed her bulge against the fabric of Chloe's tiny thong one last time before they stopped kissing, rolling their eyes simultaneously; hadn't whoever it was seen their novelty 'do not disturb' sign hanging on the doorknob?
"Give us a sec!" Beca called out, her dick painfully erect. She was looking forward to that blowjob Chloe had promised.
Chloe slyly slid her hand in Beca's waistband and gave her cock one single stroke. Beca gasped as it twitched in her boxer briefs.
"I'm gonna suck you dry, Daddy." She husked, licking the shell of Beca's ear as she took her hand out.
"S-Shit." Beca gulped.
Chloe teasingly wiggled her ass and redressed herself, shifting into a t-shirt and ridiculously short boy shorts. She tossed Beca's tank top and jeans over to her girlfriend's side. With a lot of help from Chloe - if one would call senselessly groping 'help' - Beca successfully eventually managed to pull her jeans over her throbbing cock.
"Alright, you can come in!" Beca said.
Emily opened the door and gave a weak smile. "Hey, uh...I'm sorry to disturb you guys." She hesitated in the doorway.
"Aw, it's okay, sweetie." Chloe chirped. Beca gave her girlfriend an irritated look that either suggested 'how the fuck is it okay' or 'how the fuck are you in such a jumpy mood after she cockblocked us?' "What do you want to talk to us about?"
"Uhm...Beca, I don't know if you realized, but you left your phone behind when you went to class. I've been hanging on to it." Emily held the phone up.
"Oh, thanks Legacy." Beca found it difficult to mask her disappointment. That was all Emily had wanted?
"No problem..."
"Are you feeling okay?" Chloe pouted. "You wanna talk to your aca-mommy and daddy?" Beca drew a sharp breath as Emily's eyes widened, though neither Chloe or Beca noticed Emily's reaction. Realizing what she had just said, Chloe masked her embarrassment behind a carefully crafted smile. "C'mon, Em. Sit next to your mom." She giggled, patting an empty space on the edge of the bed.
"Uh, okay." Emily awkwardly sat down beside Chloe. Only when she handed Beca her phone did she spot the tent in her jeans. Beca caught her looking and slid a blanket over to cover herself.
"What's up? You having boy trouble?" Chloe winked.
"W-What? N-No!" Emily stammered. "It's nothing, don't worry about it." She hung her head and sighed. The guilt was eating at her.
"It's okay, sweetie." Chloe cupped Emily's cheek, forcing the younger girl to look into her sparkling blue eyes. Emily saw nothing but love, adoration and trust, and she soon felt her confidence grow. "You can talk to us about anything, you know that."
"Promise you guys won't be mad?"
"We can't make any promises, Em." Beca prewarned. "It depends on what you did."
"Okay..." Emily took a deep breath. If she was going to tell them, it may as well be there and now. "MeandAmykindoflookedthroughyourmessagesandkindofsawsomedirtystuffthatreallyfuckingterrifiedmeandnowIcan'tlookatyouguyswithouthinkingaboutit." She said in a heartbeat, hoping Beca and Chloe wouldn't ask her to repeat herself. This was all too much for her.
"Whoa, slow down, yeah?" Beca said, laughing. "You sound like a broken record, dude."
Chloe placed a comforting hand on Emily's arm. "Hey, whatever's bugging you we'll listen as best we can. No need to feel embarrassed."
"So...me and Amy looked through your phone." Emily locked eyes with Beca, whose expression remained illegible. "And we, uh...saw some of your sexts with each other."
Chloe's eyes widened, as did Beca's. Chloe quickly darted her eyes away, nervously chewing on her lower lip while Beca's surprise contorted into an outrage. "That's private stuff, Emily! Why the fuck would you look at our conversations like that?! What gives you any fucking right?!" Emily winced at Beca's tone. Never in a million years did she think Beca would swear at her. The girls often teased Beca for withholding her 'badassness' when it came to Emily, and that included her tendency to use foul language.
"I-I didn't...I-I..." She looked at Chloe for support, but Chloe's gaze hardened when they made eye contact. An unfamiliar, intense gaze that was almost frightening.
"You need to go, Emily. Now."
Emily bowed her head and nodded, looking as if her puppy had just been kicked in the face. She rushed out of the room and across the hall to her own room, slamming the door behind her. Only when she was sure she was alone did the tears fall freely down her cheeks.
She felt stupid for telling them. If she hadn't opened her big mouth, they wouldn't have had a go at her like that. Now she had put a strain on her friendship with the two people she admired more than anybody - aside from her actual mother, of course - and didn't know whether this fallout would end up being permanent. God, Fat Amy and her ridiculous plots. She should've known by now how well they ended.
"You've been quiet, Legacy." Stacie strode over to the younger girl during practice.
It had been two days since Emily had spoken to Beca and Chloe. She avoided them like the plague, not wanting to engage in any more confrontation. The tension between her and the couple was so great it could be sliced with a knife. All the Bellas could see it - especially Amy, who had a gut feeling what had happened - but chose not to intervene.
That was, until one Stacie Conrad had enough. She couldn't stand bullshitting. Emily had grown to learn that.
"I'm just...not feeling that well."
"You seem to forget I have a pretty high IQ, so I know when a person's lying."
"Okay..." Emily had also grown to learn there was no cheating Stacie's intellect. "I had a fight with Beca and Chloe." She admitted.
"Yeah, I overheard them talking earlier. I know what happened. They're still mad, you know."
"I don't blame them. What I did was really shitty."
"To be fair, it was. Even I wouldn't do something like that, and everyone knows I'm a sex addict. But they're far more mad at Amy. Beca only lashed out at you because you were the one that told them as opposed to Amy, because let's face it, Amy wouldn't admit to snooping or anything like that. Beca said she felt bad for upsetting you, and Chloe said she felt even worse for pushing you away. They get that Amy was the whole instigator in this and you were just roped into it."
"Well it's no secret Amy doesn't like me. Maybe she was trying to get me in trouble."
"Eh, I don't think so. Amy's not that bad. But if she was, I wouldn't care if I were you." Stacie shrugged. "But I'll tell you what. If you go over and apologise to Beca and Chloe, I'm sure they'll forgive you."
"You really think so?"
"Oh, I know so."
"Thanks, Stace." Emily gave the leggy brunette a quick hug before making her way to Beca and Chloe, who were talking among themselves. When Beca noticed Emily was approaching them, she mumbled something to Chloe that Emily couldn't quite make out.
The couple turned towards her. Chloe crossed her arms over her chest and frowned while Beca's posture stiffened. "Anything you want to say, Emily?" Chloe asked curtly.
"I'm sorry." Emily sighed. "Nothing can take away what I did. It was an invasion of privacy, which is wrong. So I understand why you're both upset with me, those were messages and pictures meant for you to see and nobody else."
"Yeah, obviously." Beca said bluntly.
"We're not going to beat around the bush and say we're not pissed at you, because we are. You should've known better." Chloe stated. Emily felt tears forming in her eyes, but Chloe's gaze quickly softened. "But we know it's not your fault. We know Amy well enough to assume she was the one that wanted to snoop. Is that right?"
Slowly, Emily nodded.
"Oh, sweetie." Chloe enveloped her arms around Emily and squeezed her in a tight embrace. Emily nestled her head into the crook of Chloe's neck, relaxing into the redhead's warmth. She had missed Chloe's hugs almost as much as Chloe had missed hugging her.
When Emily moved out of Chloe's embrace, she looked over at Beca. Beca just smirked at her and shook her head. Emily grinned and nearly tackled Beca to the floor, taking the shorter brunette aback.
Chloe cooed. "Aww, you guys are so cute. It's like a daddy-daughter-"
"CHLOE!" Beca and Emily chorused, their eyes bulging of their sockets.
"Okay, that time it was on purpose. I just wanted to see your reactions." Chloe winked.
"Ass." Beca shook her head and wrapped an arm around Chloe's waist, planting a big wet kiss on her cheek. Both Chloe and Emily giggled at Beca's cuteness.
Beca plunged into Chloe, hitting her bundle of nerves almost instantly. Chloe let out a guttural moan as she raked her fingers through Beca's hair and down her back.
"You're...so tight, babygirl...oh, shit..." Beca groaned as Chloe's pussy clamped down on her dick. She spread Chloe's legs apart wider, grappling on to her girlfriend's thighs.
"Fuck me harder, Daddy..." Chloe demanded.
"Your wish is my command, princess."
Beca pounded deeper and deeper into Chloe, elicting a string of moans, groans and curse words from the redhead. She writhed underneath Beca, scratching down her back with nails so sharp she could draw blood.
She could soon feel herself reaching orgasm. She captured Chloe's lips in a sloppy kiss as she continued to thrust so fast her boobs bounced up and down. Chloe came first, but it wasn't long before Beca was shooting her hot load into the redhead.
"Fuck..." Chloe gasped as Beca pulled out of her, her cock now limp. She recaptured the brunette's lips in a more solid kiss. "That was so hot, Becs." She was in that post-orgasm bliss that she wished would last forever.
"I'm just glad Fat Amy and Emily can't see us having actual sex."
"You have to bring that up now?" Chloe whined.
"YO!" Amy could be heard all over the house. "THE ACA-BABY'S TRYING TO SLEEP HERE! PUT A SOCK IN IT, WHY DON'T CHA'?!"
The couple exchanged a knowing smirk. Let's just say they screamed extra loud that night.
