Author's note: Ok so this is my 2nd Pitch Perfect fanfiction. It was meant to be a Chloe/Aubrey one-shot, but it turned out to be longer than I expected so I'm going to publish it in two parts. The second part will probably come up next week, I haven't written it yet. I hope you'll enjoy it; feel free to review anytime, I'd love to know your thoughts on it. And also I'm French, so English isn't my 1st language; just tell me if I've made any mistake, and I'll correct it. Warning: this story contains smut, don't read it if you're not comfortable with it. Enjoy !
It was 8.15 in the evening when Chloe came back from her weekly jog. She entered the small apartment that she shared with her best friend Aubrey, only to find the latter sitting at the kitchen table, typing furiously on the keyboard of her laptop. Aubrey raised her head and mumbled an unenthusiastic 'hey' to greet her ginger roommate, before her eyes resumed concentrating on the screen in front of her.
'Hey, still working?' Chloe asked gingerly. She knew how touchy her friend could be before exams, especially with finals coming up in a couple of months.
'Yeah, I've got a history essay due for Monday.' The blonde girl replied without looking away from her laptop.
Her hands were getting fidgety and shaky; Chloe knew it was Aubrey's way to keep her stress under control. She knew her friend so well now that she could practically read her thoughts.
'It's Friday night, you have all weekend for this. Remember, the Bellas are coming over tonight.'
'I know!' Aubrey snapped. 'This is why I want to finish it now, because I'll probably be hungover tomorrow and spend half of my day in bed so-'
Chloe shrugged, knowing it was better to keep a low profile. She didn't want to arouse more of her friend's anger, so she headed towards the bathroom. She stripped from her sweaty shorts and tank top before stepping in the shower. As the hot water ran down her body and into her hair, she started massaging her scalp with shampoo and thought with anticipation about the great night that was coming. Most of the Bellas would be here by 9; they would bring pizza and drinks to get the party going. Chloe liked to call herself a party-animal. She had good grades and was a serious student but she somehow managed to make it to most of the college parties organized on campus, as well as private nights with the Bellas. She thought with bitterness about how all of this would be over in a few months, after Aubrey and she graduated. Unlike her blonde friend who was always stressing over schoolwork and rehearsals, she was determined to make the most of it. She loved these girls; they were like family and it broke her heart that she would have to leave the Bellas at the end of the year. She scrubbed herself with strawberry-flavored soap, rinsed herself and stepped out of the shower. She dried up with a towel that she wrapped around her body and went back into her room to get dressed.
She chose her favorite party outfit (a tight-fitting flowered red dress that matched her hair), put it on and applied a little mascara on her already long lashes. She admired the result in the mirror and sighed with satisfaction. When she came out of her room, Chloe was frustrated to see that Aubrey hadn't moved an inch: she was still working in the kitchen with her head in her hands, muttering random stuff about the French Revolution. Chloe came behind her and rubbed her shoulders soothingly.
'Bree, the girls will be here in fifteen minutes. You should get dressed!' She said in a sweet tone.
Aubrey grumbled, repeatedly hitting her forehead with her palm in a desperate attempt to find inspiration.
'I'm not done yet, you should start the party without me, I can join later.'
'No way!' Chloe exclaimed disapprovingly. 'It's a Bellas reunion! You can finish this on Sunday; I'll help you.'
The blonde girl sighed in despair and Chloe went on massaging her shoulders. A moan of contentment escaped Aubrey's lips and Chloe knew she was winning. She always found a way to deal with her friend's controlling disposition. They were really balancing each other's personality. While she, herself, needed someone to hold back her overexcited nature, Aubrey needed someone to help her let go, as she was often uptight.
'Come on Bree-' Chloe started in a desperate attempt to make her friend move.
'I can't.' Aubrey replied, thus less resolutely.
Chloe let her fingers roam further down her friend's body, skimming her torso before resting a hand on her flat yet soft and warm stomach. She felt Aubrey shudder under her touch. The blonde turned her head to face her.
'Uh, what are you doing?' She asked, with a slight blush on her cheeks.
'I'm getting you in the mood for the party.' Chloe answered with a mischievous grin.
Her initially innocent massage drifted into something less trivial when she let her hand trail further south, stroking Aubrey's bare thigh under her purple skirt. The girl tensed up as she did so but let go a little bit when Chloe ran her free hand in the girl's blonde locks. The redhead closed the laptop and pulled Aubrey up to her feet. She stared into her friend's eyes –blue just like hers, but a lighter shade that suited her hair- and pushed her against the fridge without warning. Aubrey groaned as her back hit the furniture and stared back at Chloe hesitantly.
'What the-?' She said, looking at Chloe's face, probably searching for an answer to explain her friend's strange behavior.
'Shh!' Chloe said. 'Just relax and enjoy Bree.'
There was nothing but kindness in her voice. She knew she had crossed the boundaries of their friendship but she only wanted to lighten Aubrey up right now, and she was pretty sure she knew how. With one hand, she pinned her friend's arm to the fridge and with the other, she stroke her hip in slow circular motions, pressing her body close to hers. The blonde's breathing hitched up in her throat at such proximity. Chloe enjoyed that rare feeling of superiority she had over her friend; she relished in it. She let her hand follow the smooth curve of Aubrey's hip and thigh before slipping it under her skirt, caressing her inner thigh. She lightly grazed her nails against the soft warm skin and Aubrey let out a whimper. Chloe smirked when she saw her close her eyes and finally ease into her touch with a sigh. The redhead lifted her hand higher between her legs, brushing lightly and teasingly against Aubrey's knickers. The blonde's eyes shot open with surprise. Chloe quickly removed her hand, not wanting to do something that would make her friend uncomfortable. She gave Aubrey a questioning look and the blonde girl nodded for her to continue. She gave way for Chloe's ministrations, closing her eyes again and humming slightly.
The redhead resumed her caresses, taking Aubrey's moans as an approval. Her touch grew bolder as she slipped her hand under the blonde's knickers. Chloe felt her arousal coat her palm and was very pleased with herself. She ran a finger along Aubrey's wet center and when she saw that her friend showed no sign of reluctance, she entered her in one smooth motion. Aubrey gasped at the sudden intrusion but relaxed almost immediately.
'You're tight, Bree.' Chloe pointed out with a chuckle.
Aubrey didn't reply. Chloe started thrusting in and out with her finger, occasionally brushing against her most sensitive spot with her thumb, which caused low moans to escape her friend's lips. She felt so confident, now that Aubrey was at her mercy up against the fridge, squirming under her touch. She stared at her face all along, not wanting to miss the slightest bit of her glorious epiphany. Aubrey's mouth was gaping and her eyelids were only half-closed; Chloe caught a glance of her darkening and unfocused pupils. She eased another finger into her which elicited a soft cry from Aubrey's lips. The blonde girl threw her head back, her cheeks red with embarrassment and arousal as Chloe's fingers pushed deeper and faster in and out of her. Her hips started bucking forward to meet the redhead's hand. Even though Chloe knew for a fact that this motion was probably done unintentionally, the sight of her friend letting go in such a way made her own lower stomach tingle in a curious manner. Aubrey's moans were getting louder and uncontrolled and the redhead took them as an incentive to quicken the pace. With her thumb, Chloe started rubbing circles around the blonde girl's center and watched as she bit her lower lip to stifle an exclamation of surprise. Her walls were tightening around Chloe's fingers and the redhead knew she was close. She gave several deep thrusts, curling her fingers to hit the right spot; Aubrey finally came with her eyes tightly shut and her head thrown back. A loud uninhibited moan came out of her usually pristine mouth and her legs nearly gave in as she rode the tidal wave of her orgasm. Chloe's lips spontaneously crashed against Aubrey's to taste her raspberry-flavored lipstick, supporting her unsteady body by putting her free hand on her waist. The blonde opened her eyes in surprise and didn't react when the redhead's tongue caressed her lower lip. After a few seconds though, Aubrey kissed her back.
The bell rang. Both girls jumped at the sound and Chloe broke the kiss before wiping her wet fingers on her friend's inner thigh. She strolled joyfully towards the front door and opened it. Fat Amy came in with Beca, Cynthia-Rose, Stacie, Lily, Ashley and Jessica quickly following.
'We brought booze!' Fat Amy shouted when she entered the living-room, carrying two packs of beer and three bottles of vodka. 'Don't worry, there's more in Stacie's bag.'
She gestured to the tall brunette behind her who was carrying a handbag the size of a suitcase. Stacie shook it gently and a loud tinkling sound echoed in the room.
'Wow, are you sure that will be enough?' Chloe said ironically. 'Anyways, I'm so ready to get hammered tonight!'
The Bellas cheered enthusiastically but Beca stepped forward with a worried look in her eyes.
'Aubrey, you okay?'
Chloe turned around to face the blonde, who was still recovering from her recent emotions next to the fridge. Her gaze was unfocused and thoughtful and her cheeks were still very red. She quickly tore herself out of her reverie and stared back at Beca with a soft smile.
'Um yeah, I'm fine. I should probably change clothes though; I haven't had time to dress for the party.' She said as she headed towards her room. 'I'll be back in a minute!'
Chloe's eyes followed her as she disappeared in the corridor and the redhead mentally giggled. She knew this was mostly an excuse for her to change into clean underwear and to compose her thoughts.
'Ok then, let's get smashed!' Fat Amy shouted to the girls.
She put down the drinks on the coffee table in the living-room and Chloe dashed to the kitchen to put pizzas in the oven. When she came back, the Bellas were huddling together in and around the sofa. The frenzy of their voices warmed her heart and she was overcome with utter thrill. She sat next to Cynthia-Rose on the carpet as Beca played her music on the speakers. Everyone was chatting passionately, exchanging about their week and their classes. Stacie told everyone about her latest date, a nice guy called Mark who apparently 'fucked like a god'. Chloe was so used to Stacie talking openly and in detail about her weekly sexcapades that she was no longer embarrassed. Just like the other girls, she just tried not to picture the actual scene in her mind, for fear that the images of her friend in such circumstances might scar her forever.
A few minutes later, Aubrey joined them in the living room. She had put on a nice turquoise blouse with black jeans that hugged her long and slender legs in the most exquisite way. Chloe shivered internally before taking a long sip from her beer.
'Here Bree, drink this!' Amy handed her a plastic cup filled with a mixture of coke and vodka.
'Oh thanks, Amy.' Aubrey said as she took the cup and sat on the other side of the couch.
Chloe thought her blonde friend was avoiding her gaze. Then she remembered the smut that had occurred earlier that night and it appeared to her that Aubrey was simply embarrassed. She was probably uncomfortable with the fact that she had just willingly been finger-banged by her female best friend of four years, with whom she had never shared more than a hug before. Chloe decided that she couldn't blame her for this, even though it worried her a little; she relied on alcohol to fix the awkwardness during the course of the night.