hiyeeeeee

so there's some smut in this one. i'm excited about it.

a lot of fluffy stuff too, some really sweet luisa/komissar opening up to beca stuff, idk i'm happy with this.

AU: chloe and beca share a dorm and beca and jesse are just friends

i rlly super hope you enjoy this! pls review !

"Worlds is next week. We win, we graduate, then Luisa and I can do our thing." Beca stated, tossing her empty bottle into the wastebasket in their dorm basketball-style before she resumed swiveling around in the office chair by her desk anxiously.

"You've really got this planned out, don't you?"

"Damn straight, I do."

Nope. No, I do not. I have literally no fucking clue what I'm doing.

Beca sighed and rested her hand on her belly. She was becoming increasingly grateful for loose flannels, while her tighter tank tops were starting to collect dust in their drawers. She was also becoming increasingly ungrateful for her petite frame as her pregnancy was really starting to show. So far, she'd just tried to play it off to the Bellas as weight gain, but she wasn't sure if she could keep it up until Worlds.

"I'm gonna be late. I'll see you at rehearsal tonight." Beca stood, grabbing her sweater and purse.

Chloe stood as well, and strode across the room to wrap her arms around Beca.

"I have so much faith in you, dude. Whatever you do is gonna be the right thing."

Beca leaned tighter into the hug, closed her eyes, and swallowed the cry building in her throat.

"No no no, you have to pick! Just tell me. Which would you rather."

Luisa turned the burner on the stovetop off, sighed, and sat down across from Beca at the table.

"I have to pick one? I'd be overjoyed with either." The Luisa poured the kettle of hot water into a teapot.

"This is just… hypothetical. I'm just curious." Beca stood, pulling two mugs from a cabinet in the Bella's kitchen. Everybody else was in classes and out with friends, so she figured it'd be a good opportunity to get quiet time with Luisa before their appointment.

"Why? Which would you rather?" Luisa sat down, drumming her fingers on the table while they waited for the tea to steep.

"Um, probably a boy."

"Why?"

"I don't know." Beca said, impatiently pouring herself a cup of tea before it was completely ready. "It'd just be sweet."

"You'll burn your tongue." Luisa commented quietly.

Beca glanced at her, rolled her eyes, and then proceeded to take a sip of tea, effectively burning her tongue.

"Shit!"

"I told you so." Luisa smiled, blowing steam from her own mug.

"Daddy couldn't make it?" the nurse joked, smiling a little too sweetly for Beca's liking as she led the pair down a hallway and into a small examination room.

Ok, first of all- Fuck you.

"Our baby doesn't have a 'daddy'." Beca sneered, making finger-quotes in the air. Luisa blushed and pinched her girlfriend's backside, causing Beca to soften a bit.

"Oh, I think that's wonderful! Sperm donor?"

Luisa looked just the slightest bit uncomfortable. Beca narrowed her eyes.

"Nope."

The nurse seemed seriously intimidated, despite having about 6 inches on the tiny brunette.

Luisa glared down at Beca with a "please be nice…" look that effectively calmed her down.

"Alrighty, let's have a look, Mommy- Er,"

The nurse was clearly not accustomed to seeing 'non-traditional' couples. Beca tried not to hold her to it. They were in Georgia, after all.

"I mean, Ms. Mitchell…" she trailed off, plastering a saccharine smile on her face while booting up a machine and getting all her equipment in order.

"You were pretty harsh with that nurse, Beca." Luisa laughed, interrupting the movie that blared on the screen across the room from them.

"Sometimes I need to put a bitch in her place. No big thing." Beca shrugged, intertwining their fingers. She wiggled a bit, getting cozier in Luisa's arms. Luisa smirked. "The baby's healthy, that's all that matters."

"Of course." Her cheeks glowed as she rested a hand on her girlfriend's belly. "But… I do like this side of you. This… 'feisty maus' side."

"You may act like you're the-" Beca dropped her voice, mocking Luisa's accent. "'big, strong, protective' one in this relationship, but you gotta let me take care of you, too."

Luisa laughed at Beca's impersonation and rolled her eyes before bringing her attention back to the movie. They watched in silence for another five minutes or so before Luisa spoke.

"I was raised to believe that my body is defective."

Beca looked up at her with caring eyes, silently begging for her to continue.

She's opening up to me, holy shit! She trusts me. Oh my god. Beca, don't fuck this up.

"It's always been my biggest shame. I'd never been… intimate with anybody before because I've been just-" her usually strong voice began to falter. "terrified that I'd finally open up to someone, physically, only to be ridiculed…"

Beca glanced up at Luisa, and felt her heart practically break when she saw a tear roll down the blonde's porcelain cheek. Beca wiped it away with her thumb, curling deeper into her arms. She still maintained eye contact, though, she wanted Luisa to feel listened to.

"In the beginning, you treated me the way everyone does. You found me intimidating, and distractingly attractive. When we started talking, one-on-one- alone, though, you spoke to me like nobody has before. You were still enamored, but you treated me with this… respect. Not so much fear anymore. Then I got you really alone…" Luisa shook her head, a deep blush and a smile growing on her cheeks. She laughed, and sniffled before speaking.

"…and I had no choice but to let you in."

Luisa took Beca's face in her hands, and lifted her up to kiss her. Beca fluently, though hastily, straddled Luisa. Their blue eyes met again, with the same excitement as the night they'd first been together.

"So incredible, you are…" Luisa kissed Beca hard, wrapping her long arms around the brunette's small (albeit larger than when they'd first met) waist, pulling her closer. Beca giggled, leaning into the kiss and Luisa's strong arms.

Soon, her giggle evolved into something more closely resembling a gentle, breathless, moan as Luisa began to slide her hands around to Beca's hips. Luisa hovered there for a while, but she soon found herself inching higher.

Beca threw her head back, her eyes focused intently on the ceiling. They rolled a bit as she began to feel adept, strong, fingers slide behind her to unhook her bra. Beca hadn't been touched like this since the night their child was conceived, four whole months ago. Her quiet panting evolved, and she was now openly moaning as skillful fingers found her hardening nipples.

Beca ground her hips down against Luisa's. Her eyes lit up and a smile grew on her face as she felt something harden below her, just between Luisa's long legs. She grabbed the blonde's face, pulling her into a hungry kiss, as she began to grind down harder and more rhythmically on Luisa's lap. Luisa, in turn, let out a deep groan into Beca's mouth. Beca bit down on the blonde's lower lip, causing her to hiss, and throw her head back in pleasure as Beca simultaneously hit a particularly sensitive spot with her hips.

Beca was growing very impatient, and in her impatience, tore her button-up flannel off and tossed it to the floor, leaving her completely topless.

Luisa, who wasn't fond of the pace of things either, grabbed the half-naked brunette by her thighs, and pulled her up into her arms. She stood, carrying her carefully over to her bed, where she laid Beca down on her back. Luisa kicked her boots off as she climbed between Beca's legs and onto the bed herself.

"Luisa, please… You have no idea how badly-" Beca cut her own sentence short with a throaty groan as Luisa tugged her little shorts down and began to kiss her through her underwear. Her eyes rolled back in her head.

"Oh, goodness, little one…" Luisa returned to her teasing kisses, now going up and down Beca's bare thighs.

"You smell like heaven-" She taunted, before suddenly tearing Beca's underwear clean apart. The abrupt motion drew a sharp yelp from the brunette.

Beca couldn't even think coherent thoughts. Luisa stared up at the gasping mess of a girl she'd created with a toothy smirk, and a soft giggle. "I can't wait to taste you for myself…" she breathed, before drawing an agonizingly slow circle around Beca's clit.

Beca had been an atheist before she'd met Luisa.

She dug her fingers into Luisa's hair, pulling her up so they were face to face, their blue eyes locked together again. Through clenched teeth, Beca squeaked-

"If you don't… Start-" she kept pausing. "fucking me… Right. Now… I swear-"

"What will you do?" Luisa breathed into Beca's ear as she hastily undid the button of her jeans.

"Hm? What will you do to me, little maus, if I don't?"

She kicked her jeans off, then her underwear…

She was already painfully hard, and Beca was so wet, Luisa slid into her like she was meant to be inside Beca. They both gasped, but the pause was short lived as Luisa almost immediately started slamming into her. Beca dug her nails into her girlfriend's back. She almost couldn't believethat it was possible to feel this good.

"Oh, fuck- That's better…" Beca groaned. It wasn't long before she couldn't even talk, Luisa had melted her into a puddle of moans. Beca grasped a handful of Luisa's hair and pulled on it pretty hard. Luisa responded more positively than the little brunette was expecting, so she pulled harder, pushing the German over the edge. Seeing her girlfriend in such throes of ecstasy forced Beca to cum, closely behind.

They collapsed onto the couch, naked and sweaty.

Beca kissed her girlfriend on the forehead, wiggling into a spooning position.

"Hm."

"What's that?" Luisa rolled over lazily, pulling Beca into her arms.

"Your sweat tastes like cinnamon, too."