Disclaimer: Pitch Perfect does not belong to me.
Sweet Company
Prologue
"Look, Chloe. You knew I'd be leaving after World's. I mean, I was just given my first official job assignment! It's my dream to produce music!"
Chloe's blue eyes flashed angrily. "So the Barden Bellas was just a little diversion for you? I mean, it's the Asian World A Cappella Tour, for Christ's sake!"
"Why are you yelling at me?"
"Because you're bailing out on us, Beca Mitchell!"
"Oh hell, not this again." Beca threw her hands up in frustration. "Four years I spent being fully committed to the Bellas–"
"–And I bet you just couldn't wait to graduate and leave." Chloe glared at her crossing her arms.
"Hey! That's totally unfair. You only stayed because you flunked Russian Lit three years in a row…"
"I failed on purpose to stay with the Bellas!"
"I'm not so sure about that!"
"Oh yeah?" Chloe growled as she grabbed Beca roughly by the shoulders.
"Hey– let go of me!"
"Maybe this will change your mind?" Chloe demanded, pulling Beca's face to hers and kissing her hard on the lips.
"Mmph!" Beca tried to struggle, but the redhead was relentless. She moaned as Chloe deepened the kiss.
Chloe let her hands gently trace down Beca's slight frame and rested them firmly on her waist, forcing their bodies closer together.
Beca finally pulled apart.
"Chloe, what are you doing–" She gasped, her cheeks flushed with desire.
Chloe leaned forward and planted a kiss on her neck in response. "Shush." She whispered, and she took turns kissing and nibbling her neck.
"I hate fighting with you."
"Chloe...mhm…"
"And I know I've been difficult lately."
"Haaa…"
"But I just can't…help myself."
Beca felt Chloe draw back and stared deeply into her limpid blue eyes. She could scarcely breathe.
"I want you…"