I can make all the tables turn
Rose garden filled with thorns
Keep you second guessing
They walked through the summer air holding each other's hand. They were headed to the campus radio station, where they had already applied for internships and got accepted. Jesse pulled open the door and let her go in before him. A person at the receptionist desk pointed them towards the back.
Both of them entered the back room and were awed by what they saw. Shelves were stacked high with CDs and various posters with albums or singers on it. Jesse squeezed her hand lightly as they walked farther in. Beca noticed the booth and tried to pull Jesse along closer to it.
They walked closer to the booth and saw a man sitting inside setting up a playlist of songs. They look at each other for a moment as if mentally asking each other what they should do. They settled on doing nothing and standing there. Their grips on each other's hands held their confidence and belief in the other to be there for the other.
"Hey," The guy with a thick British accent said from inside the station.
"Hi," Beca and Jesse say at once. They glance at each other for a second before looking back at the other guy that must be the station manager.
"Have you guys been standing there long?" He asked standing up and walking out of the booth to grab a crate and then walking back in.
"No. No, we just got here." Beca said, stepping closer to the booth. Jesse watched their interaction in silence, even though he usually talked often.
"Freshmen aren't allowed in the booth," The British man said. Beca steps farther out closer to Jesse.
"Sorry," She says, but Jesse can tell by the tone of her voice that she isn't.
"I'm Luke, station manager. You must be Jesse and Becky the interns?" The British man says.
"Um, it's uh…"Beca starts, not necessarily wanting to interrupt the guy that can control her future.
"Her name is Beca," Jesse says. The Brit nods and walks over to the shelves of CDs. Luke nods and obviously pretends to be listening. Jesse already has a negative feeling about this gut. Maybe it is his accent, unrealistic muscles and tattoos that made most women swoon.
"You guys will be stacking these crates of CDs and when you finish there are more. Since you guys already seem uh, close. Just please just no sex on the desk. I've been burned before." He says. Beca and Jesse start to formulate an answer on how they wouldn't, but Luke just held up his hand and walked back into the booth.
"Do you think we'll break that rule?" Jesse whispers into Beca's ear. She crinkled her nose and shook her head at him.
"Do you know how many people have probably had sex on here?" She says looking at the desk with disgust. Jesse nodded in agreement and looked around the area.
"We can find other places," She says and then walks over to another crate. Jesse groans and then runs a hand over his forehead, trying to shake her words out of his mind.
"I hoped that we would get to play music." Beca says as she started taking out some of the CDs. Jesse stared at her for a moment before clearing his throat.
""Nope, I just wanted to spend time with my very scary girlfriend." Jesse said walking over to her wrapping his arms around her. Beca struggled to get out of his arms as he pulled her closer. She shook her head and placed it against his chest.
"Thanks, I thought the ear spike was working." Beca said, muffled against his shirt. She could tell that he was smiling when she heard his voice.
"Beca Mitchell, did you just make a joke?" Jesse asked, pretending to be surprised. When they were in high school he had often teased her on her scary ear spike and the tattoos she got at eighteen. This usually resulted in her flipping him off and not speaking to him for an hour. In that hour he would send funny faces and corny jokes her way, trying to crack her shell.
~Pitch Perfect~
Beca was awoken by brisk knocking at her door. The nerd liked to do this to her too. But after checking her cell phone that had a good morning text from her nerd, it was nine in the morning. Which she knew was that he was in a music history class.
"Beca. Beca, wake up." Dr. Mitchell said through the door. Beca raised her head and looked at the door before dropping her head back down and groaned. She mumbled a "Come in," and her father walked in. She raised her blankets higher as if to hide from her dad like she was a little girl.
"Funny this doesn't look like your intro to Philosophy class." Dr. Mitchell says as he walks in. Beca sits up and yawns, while her father sits down on the edge of her bed.
"I'm posing an important philosophical question. If I don't actually go to that class, will it still suck?" Beca asked sarcastically, while trying to stifle a yawn.
"Look, honey. College is...it's great. You get to create memories here, I see it every day. You just have to give it a chance. You've been here, what, a month now? Do you have any friends?" Her father asked. Beca bit, her tongue to not retort bitingly.
"Kimmy Jin and Jesse are my friends." Beca says, while staring at her father, daring him to contradict what she said.
"No." Kimmy Jin said from her seat at her desk. Beca glared at the back of Kimmy Jin' head as her father shook his head. Beca notices when her father says nothing about Jesse. Her dad had never liked him, for whatever reason. Beca's mother loved him, she liked that a good boy could have an influence on Beca.
"You gotta get out there, Bec. You gotta try something." Dr. Mitchell said moving his arms around and Beca rolled her eyes.
"I got a job at the radio station." She said, knowing that it specifically would annoy him. She smiled when she saw his eye twitch.
"Great, that place. Yeah, it's dark and dirty and has like, what; those three weirdoes who work there?" He said, staring at her, Beca could feel her ire rising and refused to give into the demand. She knew that was what he wanted, he wanted a negative response.
"Well, four now," Beca said seriously, pointing at herself. She wanted to annoy him, she wanted to make him feel bad. Just like he had made her feel for years on end.
"You gotta try something new Bec. Join one club on campus. And if, at the end of the year, you still don't want to be here, you still want to go off to LA and be P. Diddy, well then, you can quit college. And I will help you move to LA." Her father said, knowing that he has gained the upper hand.
"Seriously?" Beca asked surprised. Would he really go with this? He probably would just take it back at the end of the year.
"Yes, seriously. But I really need to see it Beca. This is college. Join in." Dr. Mitchell said as he stood up. He walked around the room and then walked out of the room before Beca could reply.
~Pitch Perfect~
Beca was dressed in her dark blue fluffy robe and she was carrying her towel and bath necessaries such as shampoo and conditioner. She told Jesse that she would meet him here. They hadn't had as much time to spend together and figured that shower sex was one of the ways to be together again that they both agreed on.
She walked into the shower room, humming Titanium under her breath. As she set her towel and such aside she started singing Titanium quietly. Her voice got louder and stronger after every line. Beca took off her robe and hung it on the hook as she decided to turn on the water.
"You can sing!" She heard a voice say from behind her. She turned to face the voice to see the red head from the Barden Bellas that tried to get her to audition.
"Dude!" Beca shouted as she tried to close the curtain between them.
"How high does your belt go?" The girl asks as she pulls the curtain back open and took a step closer to her. They were naked! Wasn't this a line you weren't supposed to cross? She wasn't that comfortable with nudity.
"My what? Oh my god!" Beca said trying to cover up her front.
"You have to audition for the Bellas." The girl said. Could she not take a hint? They were naked! What the hell? This should not be happening.
"I can't concentrate on anything you're saying until you cover your junk." Beca said, hoping that that would convince the redhead to leave her alone. When would Jesse show up?
"Just consider it. One time we sang backup for Prince. His butt is so tiny that I can hold it with like one hand. Oops!" She said motioning with her hand of holding Prince's butt. Beca looked at the tiles in the shower until the girl accidently knocked the bottle out of Beca's hand and it landed on the floor. Beca reached down to grab the bottle while trying to cover her. She stood up with the front of her body pressing against the wall of tiles.
"Seriously. I am nude." Beca said, hoping that she would be left alone.
"You were singing Titanium right?" The girl asks. Beca nods before slightly turning towards her.
"You know David Guetta?" Beca asked, looking more at the girl. She nods and then states obviously. Beca was thankful that she at least had a decent taste in music.
"Have I been living under a rock? Yeah. That song is my jam. My lady-jam." She says taking a step closer to prove her point. Beca wants to walk away but, it would be kind of hard since she was naked.
"That's nice," Beca says, hoping this conversation will end soon.
"It is. That song really builds." She explains.
"Gross," Beca says, avoiding looking at her.
"Can you sing it for me?" She asks taking another step closer to Beca.
"Dude, no. Get out!" Beca said, hoping she would finally take the hint. What was up with this girl?
"Not for that reason. I'm not leaving here till you sing. So…" The girl says crossing her arms over her chest. Beca sighs and starts to sing Titanium when she realized that she would not leave her alone. After they finished singing, the girl stood there for a moment just staring. Until she caught the hint of what Beca was silently saying.
"Yeah. I'm pretty confident about all this." She says gesturing to her body. Beca just nods, not knowing how else to respond.
"You should be. I still need to shower." Beca says. The girl nods, but still stands in the shower waiting for something to happen.
"You have a lovely voice." A guy says as he walks over and looks at both of their bodies.
"Thanks," Beca says curtly, she hoped that only Jesse would be seeing her naked, not two strangers.
"Yeah. See you at auditions!" She says leading the guy away.
Beca listens as their footsteps get farther away until they stop for a moment and then keep moving. Oh my god, what just happened? Where they leaving? She kind of hoped so. Beca had wanted it so it was only her and Jesse there.
She heard the door open and then close. Beca turned back towards the shower and increased the water's temperature; she stepped under the spray and enjoyed the feeling along with it. Beca could hear the doors open and close again and prayed that it was Jesse.
"Beca?" She could hear Jesse say quietly. Beca sighed, thankful that he was finally there.
"In here," She replied. His footsteps echoed against the tiles until he pulled the curtain back and stepped inside. She could hear a soft "God," before she turned around. Jesse was wearing his robe, but kept his eyes glued to her body. She smiled slightly at his inability to focus on anything else.
"See something you like?" Beca asked. Jesse tore his gaze up to her face. His face turned red and he slowly advanced towards her.
"A little," He replied, smirking as she had gotten unconsciously closer to him.
"Only a little," Beca said moving slightly away from his reach.
"Maybe more than a little." He said. Beca raised an eyebrow at him, daring him to say more.
"Okay, maybe a lot more than a little." Jesse said after her stare.
"What are you doing with this on?" She asked, walking closer and plucking at his robe. She walked back to the other side of the small curtained area of the shower. He quickly pulled off his robe and hung it up by hers.
She smiled and beckoned him closer and he carefully walked closer and pulled her into his arms. Beca complied and wrapped her arms around his neck. She pressed her lips to his and he replied eagerly.
Their lips battled for dominance while Jesse ran his hands up and down her sides. His hands brushed against her breasts and Beca moaned at the contact. Her hands played with the hair at the nape of his neck. Jesse lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. The spray from the water pelted down his back and it felt impossibly good with Beca and his bodies intertwined. Jesse pushed her up against the wall and she squealed, something very uncharacteristic for her. Their lips reconnected and Beca's nails scratched the planes of Jesse's back.
Jesse's lips left a trail of fire as they peppered kisses down the column of her neck. Beca could feel the distinct throbbing between her legs and knew that she wouldn't last long. She could feel his erect cock at her entrance as he continued his ministrations leading to her collarbone. One of his hands reached down and rubbed tight circles around her clit. Beca arched against the cold tiles and Jesse groaned as her breasts brushed against his chest. Jesse plunged himself in her and filled her to the hilt, eliciting a groan from Beca.
Jesse held still for a moment, thankful for meeting Beca their freshman year of high school. He thrusted in and out of her with a ferocity that left Beca wanting more. Beca could feel the familiar tingle at the base of her spine and could tell by looking at Jesse that he was close also. She could tell by the way his finger drummed against her side, which was a habit that he had gained since their first time. She could feel her own orgasm approaching and knew that he was holding himself back.
"Let go," She whispered in his ear. He shuddered and could feel his release descend. Jesse's orgasm triggered her own; Beca sagged against his body as the cool water cascaded down their bodies washing away any remnants of what they had done.
"Oh my god," Beca murmured against his shoulder.
~Pitch Perfect~
They both slipped their robes back on after multiple orgasms and actually cleaning themselves. Beca grabbed her bag of washes, shampoo and conditioner and walked by the curtain; waiting for Jesse to catch up. He walked up and wrapped a hand around her waist and kissed her cheek. Beca tried to resist the smile that was threatening to overtake her face.
"Let's go," He says, tugging her along. She willingly walked along. As they entered the area where all of the sinks were lined, the door opened and Beca froze. The redhead from earlier walked in and smiled at her, Beca tried to not acknowledge her. But her plans were wrecked when the girl winked at her and shot her a suggestive look that sent her face up in flames.
A/N: Thanks for the positive response to the first chapter. So here is the second. I'll be busy tomorrow, so that will prolong when I'll be able to update. The song is Blank Space by Taylor Swift. So please favorite, follow and review.
Happy Fathers Day!
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