It's a week later since Chloe asked you if you wanted to do the do with her. It's kind of stressing you out, because other than the initial encounter, she hasn't brought it up since and you don't want to 'be that person'. You don't want to seem needy. But you kinda think she might have forgotten about it or changed her mind, and that would be cool, but you kind of just want to know.
It's coming up to Christmas, so most of the Bellas are sorting out their end of year tests and studying, and whatever else dedicated students do. The only people in the house, are you, Chloe, and Jessica. Maybe Lily too, but no one ever really knows what Lily does.
You pull your headphones off of your ears because it's been hours and your ears are sweating and kind of itchy. You tilt your head back, and swing back and forth on your chair, your arms hanging down over the edge of the seat. You've got a little bit of a headache coming on, but you're pretty sure that it's just from concentrating for most of the day.
You look over to your bed and nearly shit yourself when you see Chloe sat on the end of it, smiling at you.
"Dude!" You choke and sit up, turning to face her. "How long have you been sat there?" You try to be indignant, but there's no way in hell that you have a good excuse for missing her coming in. The stairs are like, right in front of your desk.
"Only about fifteen minutes. It's kind of fun watching you work." She shrugs and you notice the fresh mug of coffee at the edge of your desk. You pick it up and take a sip, smiling to yourself because Chloe knows how you take your coffee. "Did you know that you make these kind of grunting noises while you mix?" She smirks and you flip her off and take another mouthful of your drink.
"Not that I'm complaining, but what brings you up here anyway?" You put your mug back down, save the mix you were working on and shut your computer down.
"I got bored." She stands and walks over to you, taking a seat on your lap.
"You're making a habit of sitting on me, and I'm not sure I like it." You grumble, your hand moving to her hips to stabilize her.
"I'm pretty sure you will like it." She breathes into your ear before she sucks on the lobe. You groan and let your head tilt to the side to allow her more space. "What are the chances of you getting me pregnant?"
"Like, minimal." You tell her when she pulls back to look at you. "I got everything tested and stuff, and I didn't have any swimmers then. The doctor said it was unlikely that I ever would."
"So because I'm on the pill, we don't need to use condoms to be extra safe?" Chloe starts unbuttoning your shirt, her fingers tracing the skin that appears to her, but she doesn't make an effort to part the material.
"We can if you want, but I don't think it even matters that you're on the pill to be honest." You watch her finger and try your best not to stutter.
"I'll stay on the pill. Better to be safe than sorry." She kisses you and you feel your dick twitch to life in your pants.
"Whatever you're happy with, Beale." She grinds her hips downwards and you squeeze her hips to encourage her.
"So, you're still okay with this?" Her hands support her weight on either side of your head on the back of your chair, and rolls her hips again.
"Like, can't you tell?" You swallow hard because this is happening and you don't have as much experience as Chloe does and you're kind of nervous. What if she's expecting you to be amazing? You don't even know if you're a good kisser.
"Yeah I can." She breathes, resting her forehead against yours. "I kinda want to hear you say it though." Chloe grins, and you find a shred of confidence to move your hands to the redhead's ass, so that this time when she grinds her hips in your lap, you press her harder into you.
"I want you." You sigh against her lips before you kiss her. You feel her grin as cool air hits your skin where she pulls your shirt open, and you move your hands into her pants. When you are met with bare flesh and no panties, you nip Chloe's lip to stop yourself from groaning.
She pulls away and stands up, shucking off her pants, and her shirt. You take a look at her, from her toned calf muscles, to her perfectly sculpted abs, right up to her pert boobs, where her nipples are hard and you really want them in your mouth. She looks amazing, but she doesn't stay still for long.
Chloe takes your hand and pulls you up, pushing your shirt off of your shoulders, and reaching around your back to unclasp your bra. She doesn't pull it off just yet, which you're kind of thankful for because right now you kind of can't breathe because Chloe Beale is naked in front of you, and you're worried about poking her with your dick.
Which really, you shouldn't be, right? Because that's what she's here for, isn't it? Not that Chloe is free with her body or anything, because she isn't, and just because she openly enjoys sex, doesn't make her any less of a person. She's confident, and you think that's awesome.
Before you know it, your bare ass hits the cool leather of your desk chair again and you realise that your mind wandered off for a second. Chloe is on top of you again, and this time you are super aware of the fact that she's very naked and you're about to have sex with her.
"You're sure this is what you want?" She asks, cupping your cheeks in both of her hands. Your own hands have found their way to her hips, and you stroke your thumbs over the skin there.
"Totes." You reply with a smirk that is a lot more confident than you feel, she smiles, and that's when you feel it. You swallow hard to keep yourself from making a sound because Chloe's pussy is covering your cock and it's warm and wet, and you're not even inside her yet, but you're worried that you won't even make it that far.
You've had sex before. You and Chloe both know that you have. But for some reason, you feel like a teen again, losing it to the hottest girl in school.
Her hips roll a few times, and you can't help but watch her face. Her bottom lip is trapped between her teeth, her eyebrows furrowed as you watch what this is doing to her dance across her features. You wonder if you're not the only one who won't be able to last very long.
"Chlo," You whimper because you need to be inside her. Now.
Chloe just smiles and kisses you once more before reaching between the two of you, and positioning your dick right at her entrance and, fuck, you can feel how badly she wants this. Wants you.
Inch by agonisingly slow inch, Chloe begins taking your cock inside her. She pants out a sigh every couple of inches. Her eyelids flutter, her head falls back, as she takes the very last part of you.
"Fuck." She groans. Her pussy flutters around you and damn it, she's so tight.
"Shit, Chloe, get off." You grunt and squeeze one of her hips and tap the other because you're five seconds away from losing it and you really don't want to pull out but it's not fair to her.
She stands up as quickly as she can and just as your member flops back against your stomach, you lose it.
You can't bring yourself to look at her because that's fucking embarrassing and she was so into it. You feel like you have let her down. She won't ever want to touch you again.
"Becs." She calls. She's further away than you expected, and you're sure that she's about to leave. Why wouldn't she after that. "Beca." She tries again.
You look up this time, and you're surprised to see her sat on your bed without a stitch of clothing on her. She's holding a tissue out to you, and you reach across and take it from her before wiping yourself off. You look back at her with your lip between your teeth. Chloe pats the bed beside her.
"Fat Amy told me the most ridiculous story this morning," she starts as you get up to join her. It takes you a few minutes before you can look at her properly, but if she notices, she doesn't push you. Once again, you are completely and utterly surprised by this woman.
Chloe goes on for about five minutes about how Amy told her about how she once wrestled a kangaroo and a porcupine at the same time, just to get the attentions of an Australian surfer.
You both laugh at the end of her tale. She looks so good with her hair falling over her shoulders and her eyes sparkling. You can't help but lean forward and kiss her. And push her backwards. And let your hips brush against her thigh.
Chloe groans into your mouth when she notices that you're hard again and you grin, knowing that she was clearly surprised.
"How the heck?" She reaches between the two of you and your hips buck a little when her hand grasps your dick. "It's been like five minutes." She breathes and your burst of confidence stutters a little.
"Like, do you not want to go again or," You trail off when she shakes her head. "I don't have to wait much before I'm ready. Sometimes I don't have to wait at all."
"That's not a bad thing." Her smirk matches yours and you lean down to kiss her again. You trail down to her cheek, along her jawbone and settle at her ear when she whimpers your name. "Don't keep me waiting." She sighs and you know she is frustrated because you literally blew it earlier.
You sit back on your knees and spread her legs a little wider. You pull her down the bed so that she is right there and line your dick up. You hear her suck in a breath with the anticipation and it kind of gives you an ego boost that she wants you that much. You're pretty confident that it's not necessarily you that matters, but you run with it.
You begin pushing into her, happy that you're able to watch each inch disappear into her this time. When the head is inside her, you kind of worry a little that you're hurting her because you can feel her stretching around you.
You keep pushing in slowly, and you know that Chloe is getting restless at the pace, but you're also kind of transfixed at watching your dick disappear inside your best friend. It feels so good. You can't believe that you didn't notice all of the details earlier, but then again, you were far too busy trying not to cum. Now though, you can enjoy it.
You rake your eyes up the other girls body, her skin starts to bead with a layer of sweat and when your hips finally flush with Chloe's, you swear that you can see the tiniest, faintest outline of your dick inside of her.
You run your fingers over her lower stomach as you pull out and then slam your hips back into her. She cries out, and you do it again. And again.
But you quickly realise that you won't be able to keep that up for long, even though you know that the sore muscles would be worth it for the sounds that Chloe makes. You need to go to the gym a bit more.
So you kiss up her body, enjoying the salty mixture on your tongue from her skin, and burrow your head into her neck. You make sure that you kiss and nip at the space there and breathe her in as your hips take up a steady beat. You elbow supports your weight next to her head, and you tangle your hand into her hair.
When your thrusts become harder and with more purpose behind them, one of her legs curls around your hips and her hand move up your back to your shoulders. She moans a constant string of "Becs,", "So good,", and "Don't stop,".
You roll your hips with every inward thrust and it doesn't take too long before you feel her getting close. Her hips, which tried to roll in time with yours, become jerky and one of her hands slips from your shoulder blade, to your upper arm. Her nails dig into the skin and her cries become more high pitched.
You want to tell her to cum, to encourage her in some way, but you have never been a very verbal person during sex. You put it down to a lack of confidence.
So you bite down on her neck, trying to encourage her without actually saying anything and it works because she stiffens and calls your name and swears. She tightens around you and you can't stop yourself from grinning into her neck because you just made Chloe Beale cum, and you don't plan on stopping any time soon.
You slow down a little to let her ride out the orgasm, before kneeling between her legs again, never pulling out. When she looks up at you, it's with a lazy smile on her face, and you thrust your hips in a quick movement. Her eyebrows furrow and her mouth forms an 'O' straight away, and that's all the encouragement that you need.
You give her a few hard thrusts and revel in the sound it makes when your body moves together; The whimpers Chloe emits, and the lewd squelching sounds as you pound in and out of her.
"Becs," She cries out, "Please," Chloe squirms and moves her knee higher.
"What?" You pant because of the effort that the force you are using is taking.
"Move my leg," You slow your movements and try to figure out what she means. You push her knee to the side and she shakes her head, "No, towards me." You feel stupid and grateful at the same time because of course that's what she means.
You move her leg the way she wants it, and the next time you move inside her, the moan that follows sounds like it has been torn from Chloe's throat.
"Fuck," You mutter and lean over her to keep her leg bent back, and place a brief, but firm kiss to her lips before trailing down to her nipples. "This isn't hurting you?" You grunt out as your movements become quicker, and more sure.
"Heck no," She groans as you thrust into her particularly hard. "Oh Becs," Chloe's hand finds it's way into your hair as your tongue flicks across her nipple. Her hips meet yours and you feel her walls begin to tighten and quiver again.
You rest your forehead on her shoulder once you realise that there's no way you can occupy your mouth and keep up the same pace that you are. You're sweaty, but so is she.
She cums with a cry of your name. Her head buries into the pillow and you assume that she is trying to quiet herself. You're really thankful that the house is just about empty.
Chloe stills, her arms going limp, and you let her leg down before she strains a muscle more than you're certain that she already has.
"I can't believe you're still hard." She tells you and you can't read the tone of her voice, so you look at her and see her smirking back at you.
"I take it that's a good thing?" You're acutely aware of your dick and that you're pretty close to cumming as it is. Chloe feels too damn good, but you're determined to make up for earlier.
You're mortified that it happened, and you will never admit that it ever did.
"A very good thing." She pulls you to her lips and you happily kiss her back, but before you know it, you're on your back and your dick has slipped out of it's warm home. You whimper against your will at the loss and her grin widens. She hasn't stopped smiling and it makes your stomach clench in what you're sure is a good way. "But how about we make you cum now too, hey?"
Chloe straddles your thighs and this time when your dick gets surrounded by her pussy, you can't help your eyes rolling back in your head. You try to fight it, but your cock is just so sensitive right now. Your hips buck without your permission and you hear a breathy chuckle coming from the woman on top of you.
You look up at her when you regain control of your eyes and take a second to admire the view of a naked, flushed, Chloe Beale, sat on your lap with your dick buried deep inside her. She bites her lip and puts her hands on your stomach as she rolls her hips against yours and you know then that you're a goner.
You sit up and grip her hips. She gives you the dirtiest grin that you think you have ever seen and you are forced to kiss her in an effort to wipe it from her face. You both begin moving your hips at the same time, lips still attached for the time being.
It's not dirty and frantic this time. It's slower, but there's still a clear goal that you're both trying to achieve.
You let a quiet groan escape into the kiss before you pull your mouth away and start sucking marks into Chloe's skin. She groans and throws her head back and your dig your nails into her back.
You're not really sure why you felt the sudden urge to mark the other woman, but it totes sounds like Chloe is enjoying it.
You lose track of the number of hickies that you give her because you're getting closer. You need to cum.
"Chlo," You breathe against her collarbone.
"Yeah?" Her voice quivers and you kind of think it's the best thing you have ever heard.
"I, shit," Your head falls against her shoulder as you attempt to keep control. She gets it though and speeds up her movements against you.
"I'm almost there too, Becs." She pants and you're super glad, because you really don't think you can wait too much longer. You reach between you and rub her clit to try and help her out. It only takes a few seconds before she cums for the third time and you slow down a little.
"Chlo, where?" You grunt out, laying her back down so that you can pull out before you cum, but she wraps her legs around your hips, pushing you deep as you cum. Her eyes close and her mouth parts as your orgasm rushes through you.
You collapse on top of her and with a little movement of your hips, your softening dick slips out of her and she whimpers at the loss. You're both sweaty and gross, but as she turns onto her side and grabs your hand to pull you into her back, you couldn't really care less. You kind of like Chloe all sweaty. It's kind of hot. But you doubt you'll ever say anything.
"Awes." You hear Chloe mumble as she wriggles a little.
"Sure I didn't hurt you?"
"Not in a way I didn't like." You practically hear her wink, but it's closely followed by a yawn. "Stop worrying, okay?" She turns over and places a placating kiss to your lips before adjusting her position again and curling into your chest.
You assume she's sleeping here tonight.
You wake up before Chloe.
Somehow she has managed to tangle the sheets around both of your bodies, but she looks so peaceful. Her nose twitches a little as a stray piece of hair irritates it, so you move it out of the way and when your fingertips brush across her forehead, she wakes up.
She stares at you, and it's a little weird, but you assume that she's just trying to get her bearings. And then you remember that you touched her while you were sleeping, and that's pretty creepy, so you tell her that you were just moving her hair and she laughs at you and it's okay.
"So, thanks for the thing, you know, the other day." She tells you with a grin and you cringe because of course she's going to bring up the note you left her. "I'm surprised that you aren't mixing."
"Well you kind of have me trapped." You laugh and gesture to the sheets. She looks down and her brow wrinkles as she hums. "And, like, I kind of wanted to repay the favour."
"You gave me plenty of favours last night, Becs." Chloe rolls onto her back and stretches the lingering sleep out of her body.
"Yeah, but for the thing last week." You hover on top of her and work on freeing the sheet from around her body. "If that's okay with you, of course."
"Only if you want to. Don't feel like you have to." Her smile is gentle and you know she would happily go down on you a hundred times and not expect anything in return.
"Trust me, I want to." You kiss her lips once more.
You don't know if this friends with benefits thing will end up being a good choice, or a bad one, but as you settle between Chloe's thighs, you can't bring yourself to care.
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