Ok... so I'm trying to keep all of the chapters in the same timeline, whilst making them easy enough to read as one shots too... no idea why, but there you go. In theory this should follow directly on from chapter one. At the end of the week I'll write an extra chapter to bring all of them together. Ok? Wicked! :-)
Anyhoo... just a warning, this one gets a little steamy and I don't know how to change the rating... or what the ratings actually mean.. so yeah, you've been warned! Lol.
Why...
'Dude, for gods sake get up!!!!' Beca exclaims as she rolls out of bed.
'Whyyyyyyy!!!?' Chloe whines as she rolls into the warm space now vacated by Beca. 'Sooooo sleeeeepppy' she hums.
'Ah Chlo, were you just absent for the last ten minutes... ah, dude?' She actually bends to check that Chloe is still awake.
With deft arms, Chloe snags her by the shirt sleeves and pulls her back on top of her, holding tight, eyes still closed but smile beaming brightly.
'Bec' Chloe breaths out, 'just stop panicking for a second and enjoy this with me, ok?' Chloe opens her eyes with the last word uttered and stares up into midnight blue eyes, the same eyes she has spent the last few years memorising, waiting for this moment.
Beca's body relaxes and she brings her arms up to run her fingers through the loose hair that frames Chloe's face. 'I'm ruining this, aren't I?' She whispers, face softening just a little too much for Chloe's liking.
Snaking her arms up to hang loosely behind Beca's neck, Chloe smiles even wider and shakes her head. 'Nothing, nor nobody could ever ruin this Bec' She dips her head to catch the brunettes eyes again and reaches up to catch Beca's lips. Soft, searching kisses are traded before Chloe hums her approval into Beca's lips and breaks the contact. 'I have been waiting for this almost as long as I've known you, so maybe remember that and breath for a second, ok?' Beca nods in acknowledgement and shuffles off of Chloe to lie with her head in the crook of her neck, threading her arm across Chloe's stomach. Playing with the hem of Chloe's shirt, she runs her fingers gingerly over the muscles she feels beneath it. 'This is New' she thinks to herself as she feels those same muscles tense and hears a puff of air escape Chloe's lips.
'Bec' Chloe tries to sound completely unphased by the sensations that Beca is creating with her absent minded touches, really she does but.. 'Bec' She tries again.
'Hmmmm' Beca hums her acknowledgement.
'You love me?' Chloe feels Beca's fingers still against the curve of her hip, then press as Beca rights herself to face her.
'So, you were present for that whole exchange then?' Beca tries to Inject a little humour to stifle the growing feeling in her chest but Chloe just nudges her with a knee, then threads that leg through Beca's to tangle them together.
Beca reacts, only very, very slightly but Chloe catches it. A brief bite of the lip, a very light drooping of her eyelids and she's back, looking into Chloe's eyes.
'You love me?' Chloe ventures again.
Beca closes her eyes at that, her fingers flexing at Chloe's hip, 'yeah, Chlo, I love you'. It's not quite a whimper but it might as well be and Chloe pulls at the collar of Beca's shirt to bring her back down to her. Eyes, in two very different shades of blue, flick from lips and back up to each other before pressing forward.
Chloe doesn't know which one of them moves first but it doesn't matter because Beca deepens the kiss first and that's all she can think about. Her tongue finds Beca's and there's a soft battle for dominance going on as kiss after kiss carries them away.
The leg that Chloe had surreptitiously swept in between Beca's flexes and pulls as the battle continues, pulling their bodies flush and Beca squeezes Chloe's hip again in acknowledgement. Fingers sweeping up and over the edge of her shorts to slip back under the hem of Chloe's shirt. There's no meandering touch now, there is Beca's palm, placed firm and flat against her stomach pushing up agonisingly slowly. Chloe presumes that Beca is waiting for her to stop her, 'that is not going to happen anytime soon'! She thinks to herself, eyes rolling to the back of her head as a particularly strong curl of Beca's tongue has her rolling her hips too.
Beca jerks back at the strong movement of Chloe's hips, breath heavy, eyes glazed, 'should we stop?' She asks tentatively.
Chloe opens her eyes, breath catching in her throat as she looks up at Beca's flushed cheeks and deep pink lips. Reaching down to cover the hand Beca still has splayed across her stomach, she asks, 'do you want to stop?'
'No!' Beca almost barks, before clapping her free hand over her mouth. 'Shit, sorry, uh... I mean, no, obviously I don't, have you seen you but, yeah... we can wait, or whatever. Whenever you're ready ok? We can just talk right now?'
'Beca' Chloe whimpers for real this time, as she holds tight to the hand beneath hers and slowly starts to push it up her abdomen. 'We've been 'talking' for years, about everything other than this, I want to feel you' with that she pushes Beca's hand up and over her breast and squeezes, ever so gently, waiting for Beca's instincts to take over.
There's a beat where they're just in a holding pattern as it were, then Beca's hand contracts unaided and Chloe lets her own hand drift back down, over the swell of Beca's hip to grasp hold of her ass and pull. Beca's hips jerk forward with the motion and Chloe feels the shudder that runs through Beca's body, as the leg that's nestled between hers rides higher than even Chloe had anticipated. Beca's eyes slam shut again and she dips her head, waiting out the sensation, 'Chloe' she breathes, before bringing her head back up to lock eyes with the red head again.
Chloe's face is perfect, as Beca observes the changes in her features that this new series of events has sparked. There's a tinge to her cheeks that is familiar and different at the same time, her eyes are a shade darker but just as bright, her lips, parted slightly to allow the heavier breaths she is expelling to pass unhindered, are fuller, waiting... wanting.
Beca applies a little more pressure to the hand that covers Chloe's breast once more, simultaneously sweeping in to catch the sigh that escapes from Chloe's lips with her own.
The battle is reignited, tongues gliding over each other, exploring, twisting, curling. Each new sensation that comes with this exploration has the bodies that are closer than close denotes, twitching and shifting against one another.
Beca changes the position of the hand still claiming Chloe's breast and swipes a thumb over the hardened peak. Chloe rocks forward with her hips again and Beca pushes back against the roll with her own as she sweeps her hand across Chloe's chest to claim the other breast.
In one swift movement, Chloe pushes up against the lips still capturing her own and brings them to a sitting position. Breaking contact reluctantly she grasps the edge of her shirt and pulls up and away with the now offending item. She wants to feel everything that this experience has to offer, clothes are definitely not required right now. She watches Beca closely for signs that this is too much but as she watches the subtle changes in Beca's features too, her dark blue eyes roam Chloe's naked chest, she knows this is right, this is what they've both been waiting for.
'Not like you haven't seen them before' Chloe giggles, lightening the intense air in the room just slightly.
Beca, without hesitation, flicks her eyes up hard to catch Chloe's and with more confidence than the redhead is used to from her best friend, 'I've seen but I haven't tasted, Chlo' Beca states.
Chloe feels the hard gasp she takes rattle her body, as she watches Beca glide forward to claim the tip of one breast with her mouth. 'OH MY GOD' escapes her lips, louder than she'd anticipated but she doesn't care. She threads her fingers through the hair that covers the back of Beca's head and scratches lightly as she is pushed back to the mattress. Beca hums her approval against Chloe's chest and rolls her hips again, 'Shit!' Chloe states before arching her chest into Beca's ministrations, only to push all the way up with a 'wait'.
Beca is slightly taken aback, but Chloe sweeps her hands down the front of Beca's sleep shirt quickly to take that reaction away, grasping the bottom edges and pulling up. 'This needs to come off, now!' She states, commanding but questioning at the same time. Beca doesn't stop her, only raises her arms to make the action quicker. The shirt is barely discarded before Beca's lips are back where they were and Chloe can barely breath.
Beca pushes Chloe back to the bed, body writhing almost uncontrollably beneath her, she kisses her way back up to Chloe's neck and takes a deep breath before roughly claiming the skin there. Chloe's reaction is difficult to take, in that the sharp gasp that wisps past Beca's ear and the claw like action of Chloe's nails against her scalp, makes it almost impossible for Beca not to just give in and let Chloe do whatever she wants to her. 'Beca' Chloe exhales almost directly in to Beca's ear this time and nips at the flesh there.
Finding some inner strength, Beca let's go of the now bruised skin beneath her lips and kisses back up the arch of Chloe's neck to capture the redheads lips in a long slow moving, but no less heated kiss. Chloe let's a long moan rumble through the kiss and Beca pulls back...she pauses above her...she's never seen Chloe look this alive before and it's breathtaking. She wonders how Chloe sees her right now. Chloe takes the pause to gently run her hands down the edge of Beca's face and cups her cheeks. 'You're so beautiful' she whispers as she leans up and kisses just under Beca's cheekbone. Pulling back and gauging Beca's reaction, Chloe moves across her face, lightly kissing the tip of her nose before placing another kiss on the other cheek.
Tears start to form in Beca's eyes and Chloe doesn't miss a thing, still holding her face, she guides Beca back down to a slow, searching kiss. It's long and lazy and so full of the love that they both know is flowing between them, that neither of them rush to heighten their activity's again. Beca takes one hand and runs it down Chloe's arm, finds her hand and knits their fingers together. The action grounds both of them, brings them back from the heights of lust and they take a foothold in loving one another.
Chloe is the first to let go, taking care not to break the quiet kissing action between them, she runs both hands down the expanse of Beca's ribs, over her hips and round to cup the swell of her ass cheeks. She tugs gently, pulling Beca into a slow moving rhythm against the thigh that is still lying between her legs. Beca breathes heavily into the kisses they are still sharing and grinds her hips down to work into the pace that Chloe is setting. Leaning over and placing one forearm against the bed, she breaks away from the kiss and hips still moving with Chloe, trails her fingers down Chloe chest, to place her hand flat against the redheads stomach. Both pairs of eyes having followed the action, slowly creep back up to capture each other again.
'Chlo?' Beca's questioning of her name has Chloe raising her eyebrows gently, and if you'd ask Beca, adorably. Beca is still revelling in the differences that this morning is bringing out in Chloe, she can't help but drink it all in and feels the slam of so much information in her chest, heart almost bursting. She gathers herself and pushes her hand a little lower. She can feel Chloe trembling beneath her and barely hears the quiet 'Bec' that Chloe utters.
They haven't broken eye contact yet and Beca is searching, waiting for any hint that this isn't ok, whilst feeling all over just how right it is. She takes a second before moving her hand lower still, just reaching under the waistband of Chloe's sleep shorts, and begins to move her hand along the line of the material. She can't feel anything but skin below and feels the enormity of this being the only barrier between her and knowing Chloe completely.
Chloe can feel it too and she's the first to break, bringing her arms back up around Beca's neck, she pulls her back to her lips. The crushing force of this kiss winds Beca slightly, but the slow movement of Chloe's hands tracing back down her back, sliding underneath her boy boxers, means she doesn't dwell on the reaction long. Beca mirrors Chloe's actions, running her own hands back down Chloe's ribs to capture the edge of her shorts with her thumbs. Kissing is become hard now, with no arms for leverage they break the kiss, eyes landing together again. The smile that Chloe offers Beca is so god damn sexy that she can't hold back any longer, she pushes herself up on to her knees and begins to draw Chloe's shorts down perfectly formed legs. Chloe lifts her hips to aid her, before sitting up on her forearms to watch Beca pull them the last few inches.
As Beca lets the material in her hand fall to the floor, she lets herself have a moment. Giving herself the time to rake her eyes slowly back up Chloe's body, drinking in every curve, every turn of a well developed muscle, the soft swell of her breasts before finely reaching those bluer than blue eyes again.
Chloe is slightly breathless at lying and watching Beca take her in, it's incredibly sexy watching desire wash over Beca's face. As Beca leans forward to begin crawling back up the bed, 'where do you think you're going?' Chloe asks from under hooded eyes. She can tell Beca doesn't really know what to do with that statement, as a fleeting look of confusion washes over her face. 'You too, it's only fair, don't you think?' Chloe nods towards Beca's boxers and the look of trepidation and simultaneous relief that comes over Beca is heart-stoppingly wonderful.
Beca smiles nervously before edging towards the end of the bed and standing, with a final breath she begins to edge the shorts over her hips, before letting them fall to the floor completely.
Chloe can't breath, she drinks in the site of the woman she loves with everything she has, in her full and wonderful glory and a hiccup of untamed emotion leaves her. Beca is back on the bed beside her in an instance, leaning on one arm and holding Chloe's face with the other. Chloe let's her head follow the direction and Beca brings their faces flush again. With a light kiss to Chloe's lips, Beca whispers 'I feel it too'.
Chloe is gone, she claims Beca's mouth with everything she has, passion seeping through every pour of her body for the person in her arms. Beca doesn't miss a beat either, gripping the side of Chloe's face as the kiss intensifies, holding herself on one arm, she slides the hand on Chloe's face down the full length of her neck. Tracing the lines of Chloe's body to memory, she lets her hands follow its previous journey right down to where she meets incredible heat.
Chloe jerks out of the kiss with a rough moan, eyes closed, hips arching, inviting Beca to go further. It's too much, and no where near enough all at once, for both of them and holding Chloe's face with the hand of the arm she leaning on, she lets one finger of her other hand trace the wet lines of the only place on Chloe's body she's yet to be aquatinted with. It feels wonderful, Chloe moving with her as she tests and explores, moving back up before pushing ever further down. She finds the tight bundle of nerves as she pulls back up again and Chloe's reaction, as she gently runs the tip of her one finger over them almost brakes her. 'Oh my god, baby, yes!'
That one word, 'baby' and she feels claimed and wanted, she feels them together, finally. It reaches down, deep inside her and sparks fire. Beca reaches for Chloe's lips with her own, deep, wanting kisses, break over each other's lips, again and again. Beca keeps her actions at Chloe's core slow, deepening the touch a little at a time as Chloe keeps pace with her kisses and clings to Beca's back, nails biting into the skin there.
Beca brings her leg back up and drapes over one of Chloe's, grinding down as she settles herself, never once breaking the rhythm she has set for Chloe's ministrations. Chloe's breaths are coming hard and fast, she can't keep up with the intense kisses any longer and brings her cheek up to nestle against Beca's. Breathing words of wanting, that aren't quite audible into Beca's ear and pushing her leg up between Beca's. She wants to reach down and touch her, make Beca feel what she is feeling but she knows their positions won't allow it. Between the wetness she feels coating her thigh and Beca's ever increasing breath streaming across her face, she knows it won't matter, not right now.
'I'm .., oh my god Beca, I... I ' Chloe can't form sentences anymore as Beca finally and pointedly pushes into her with two fingers at once. Their pace increases with every second that passes, Beca nestled over Chloe's thigh, with every swipe of her hips down, the fingers inside Chloe are pushed harder into her. 'Baby' Chloe breathes again, louder this time, spurring Beca on. Beca can't take this, she's so so close and needs to feel Chloe fall with her, knowing she's the only one that will catch her.
'Chlo' Beca hitches 'I... I'm, I need' it's not clear but it's enough, Chloe knows. She brings her hands down to Beca's ass again and tugs, it's just enough, the pace quickens to beyond what either of them thinks is possible and Beca's brain, though not quite functioning at full capacity right now, throws one final coherent thought at her.
Beca, clinging to Chloe's face, the rest of their body's detached, moving on autopilot, she finds Chloe's ear and half sings, half breathes 'We are Titanium' into it.
'HOLY FUCK BEC'... Chloe's eyes slam open, turning her head to face Beca's, eyes holding the other girls locked in place, 'Beca.. I... I love you' barely escapes Chloe's lips before Beca claims them one last time, resting her head against Chloe's she whispers 'Come for me, baby?'
Arms clamp around Beca's middle and with one final thrust of her hips, an ear splitting gasp fills the room as Chloe falls. Beca, a second behind, collapses on top of Chloe.
Both breathing hard, lungs spent, bodies shaking, Beca feels Chloe start to shudder. Quiet wheels of laughter reach her ears and she garners the strength to lean up and find Chloe's face.
Beca's only slightly concerned at this turn of events and arches an eyebrow before querying, 'laughter, really Chloe, after that?'
Chloe, still giggling reaches up to hold Beca's face with one hand, 'Baby, no' she barely gets out, Beca, still feeling the punch of that word in her gut, waits. Chloe begins to compose herself, brings Beca's head down to rest against her forehead and asks 'why?... for all that's holy, why the fuck did we wait so long to do that?'
Beca gets it and giggles start to form at the back of her throat too, before she can speak though there's a crash from outside their door.
'Pay up pitches! BLOE IS A GO, this is not a drill, I repeat, BLOE IS A GO!'
Beca looks, at Chloe, who looks back up at Beca as they collapse back together, giggling, Beca composes herself and answers Chloe's question, catching the redheads eyes again as she does 'because this, this is perfect, that's why...and I love you too'.