A/N: I still can't believe I caved and turned this into a multi-fic. It just shows how much you guys mean to me. I'm glad everybody is enjoying this, too. And thank you for all the wonderful reviews!
"And the nominees for Best New Artist, are.."
The brunette listens as Pharrell Williams reads out the nominees. She feels Chloe's hand on her thigh tighten a little as he reads her name out, and she turns to place a kiss on the redhead's cheek as a thank you. The nominees include her, Macklemore & Ryan Lewis, James Blake, Kacey Musgraves and Kendrick Lamar.
In all honestly, she's kinda convinced that Macklemore is gonna win. I mean, he's had a bunch of number ones already, and she's only had one. She's mostly known for her DJ and song-writing skills, but she had released her own album a few weeks ago, and it's almost platinum already. But still. She's pretty sure that Macklemore & Ryan Lewis has got it in the bag.
"And the winner is.."
Her heart rate increases, and she can feel every inch of tension in the huge room. It's as if time has slowed down, and she turns to look at Chloe. The redhead is smiling gently at her, and she smiles back. Because even if she doesn't win tonight, she still has Chloe's support. She knows that Chloe is proud of her no matter what, so frankly she doesn't care if she wins or not.
"BECA MITCHELL!"
Her eyes widen, and Chloe's hand suddenly grips her arm. The redhead is smiling probably the widest, proudest smile ever as she stands up and pulls the brunette up with her. Beca almost loses her footing as Chloe pulls her in for a hug and peppers her face with kisses.
She manages to hear the redhead whisper "I knew you'd win baby" in her ear before she's interrupted by Luke, her manager, telling her to get up on stage. So she makes her way to the stage, high-fiving and shaking hands with random people on the way. (Seriously, she doesn't know who half of them even are.)
She ascends the stairs to the stage, smiling brightly as Pharrell hugs her and kisses her on the cheek. She accepts the Grammy from him with shaky hands, walking up to the microphone. Of course, she has to stand on her tiptoes for her mouth to reach it, earning laughs from everyone in the room. And after Pharrell kindly lowers it for her, she breathes out a puff of air, not wiping the smile off of her face.
"Wow." she breathes out, smiling at the audience. "This is so crazy. I, um.. wow. Okay, this is happening." the audience laughs again, and she finds Chloe in the crowd, smiling her bright, endearing, reassuring smile at her.
"Okay, first of all, I want to thank my manager, Luke. He's helped me so much these past few years. So thanks man. And I wanna thank the guys at Universal Music Group. And my new record label, Def Jam Recordings. Thank you. If it wasn't for you guys then I wouldn't even be here on this stage, and I definitely wouldn't have a number one album. And last but not least.." she pauses as she catches Chloe's eye, and she could of sworn she saw tears in the woman's eyes.
"I want to thank Chloe." she smiles. "She's been the most supportive out of everybody, and I honestly don't know how I would have survived if it wasn't for her keeping me from spiraling out of control. She's my rock. And my savior. So thank you, baby, I love you so much. Thank you."
She waves at the audience as she descends down the steps. And as badly as she wants to go see Chloe, she is ordered to go backstage so she can be photographed with her Grammy. She greets Luke as he escorts her backstage, smiling and congratulating her on her win.
After taking a few pictures and doing a few interviews, she's surprised when she feels someone hug her tightly from behind, and she turns around to see her girlfriend smiling proudly at her. The redhead pulls her in for a hug, trying to stop the happy tears from escaping.
"You did it!" she squeals loudly in Beca's ear, and the brunette doesn't even have it in her to complain. She just hugs Chloe back tighter, burying her head in the dip of the redhead's neck.
"I'm so proud of you baby." Chloe whispers, rubbing her hands up the brunette's back. A flash from their right-hand side causes them to pull away from each other, and they both see a few photographers with their cameras ready to take pictures.
The brunette places a hand on the bottom of Chloe's back as the redhead side hugs her, and they both smile at the cameras as they take a few pictures. The brunette holds her Grammy up at one point, smiling brightly while Chloe makes a playfully shocked face as she points at the award. Another picture shows them looking at each other, nothing but pure love in their eyes, and they can't help the way they lean in to kiss. Of course, the photographers capture the beautiful moment too.
After a few more interviews, and having to pose for the cameras a lot more, the couple decide to skip the after party and go straight home. It's around 10pm when they arrive home, thanking the driver before they make their way inside.
Beca unlocks the door, letting Chloe in first with a smile as she closes and locks the door behind her.
"Tonight was so much fun." Chloe says as she walks into the kitchen and pulls two glasses out of the cupboard. She turns around and smiles when she sees that Beca is sat on the couch, looking down at her Grammy award with a small smile. The brunette runs her thumb over the engraving on it that reads 'Beca Mitchell: Best new Artist GRAMMY's 2014.' And she can't help the pride she feels when she realizes that it actually happened. She won.
Chloe puts the two glasses down and approaches the brunette, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"You deserve it more than anything baby." she whispers, sitting down in the brunette's lap, and Beca smiles up at her as she reaches over to put the award on the coffee table in front of her.
"I love you." she tells Chloe, running her hands over the redhead's thighs.
"I love you. And I'm so proud of you."
Beca smiles as she stretches her neck up to kiss Chloe, her right hand coming up to cup her face as her left hand rests on her back to stop her from falling. The kiss is soft and innocent, and it's not going anywhere for once. Normally after award shows or.. basically, whenever they come in from anywhere after having a few drinks, they're ripping each other's clothes off by now. But not tonight.
After breaking the kiss, Chloe gets up off of Beca's lap and walks back into the kitchen and picks the two glasses up again. She places them on the counter beside the fridge, and opens it and pulls out a bottle of champagne.
Beca walks into the kitchen, smiling when she sees Chloe struggling to get the top off of the champagne bottle.
"Should we shake it?" Chloe asks as Beca approaches her, and the brunette shakes her head.
"Are you kidding me? That'll just waste it. C'mere." she takes the bottle out of her girlfriend's hands, undoing the foil on the top before popping the cork off. Chloe takes the bottle back out of her hand and she pours them both a glass before placing it back down on the counter-top. She holds her glass up, smiling at the brunette.
"To you." she simply says, clinking her glass with Beca's, but the brunette stops her before she can take a drink.
"No." she shakes her head. "To us."
"To.. being in love."
The brunette smiles, clinking her glass with Chloe's again. "To being in love."
The both take a swig of the champagne, scrunching their faces up at the after taste it leaves.
"Oh my God, that's gross." Chloe giggles, and Beca nods her head as she takes the glass out of Chloe's hand and places them both down on the counter. She turns back to Chloe and pulls her against her, immediately leaning in to kiss her.
The redhead's tongue runs over Beca's bottom lip, and they both smile into the kiss as Beca picks Chloe up, causing the redhead to wrap her legs around her waist. Wordlessly, Beca takes her to the bedroom, managing to get there without falling over anything in the process. (And she can't help the proud smile as she realizes that she's managed to not drop Chloe either.)
Giggling as Beca lets her down, Chloe immediately attaches her lips to the brunette's neck as her hands tug on her dress. And when Chloe sucks at that particular spot between her neck and her ear, Beca can't help but almost melt into the ground. Chloe knows exactly what she's doing, and so does Beca. But the brunette's not having it.
She pulls Chloe's head away from her neck and attaches their lips again. The kisses this time are more eager and passionate. There are tongues clashing, and hands moving over ever bit of skin they can find. (Which isn't much seeing as they're still fully dressed.)
Stopping herself from just ripping Chloe's dress off - because she knows how much Chloe loves it, and her girlfriend would probably kill her if she did - she slowly pulls the zipper down at the back and slides the straps over Chloe's arms. The dress drops to the floor, and Beca immediately moves her hands to the redhead's bra strap, flicking it off easily. That also drops to the floor and Chloe throws her arms over Beca's shoulders as the brunette leans down to kiss down her chest.
Frantically trying to get Beca's zip down at the back of her dress, Chloe moans when she feels the brunette's mouth close around her nipple. She forgets about Beca's dress for a moment as she revels in the feeling of Beca's lips against her, sucking and licking and occasionally biting and leaving a mark.
After taking care of both breasts, Beca smiles as if praising herself for making Chloe feel so good already. She crashes their lips together again, this time pulling her own dress off. She detaches their mouths for a moment to pull her dress over her head, throwing it behind her where it lands on the futon against the wall.
Soon after that, they're both completely naked, with their clothes thrown haphazardly around the bedroom. Beca backs Chloe up towards the bed until she lays down, her head resting on her pillow. Beca climbs on top of her, slowly and gently kissing her way up her body.
She likes to worship her girlfriend, likes to kiss every inch of her skin that she's already kissed so many times before, and just enjoy her as she is. She likes to grab her inner thighs and massage them, scratch them slightly, and kiss and nibble at her breasts because she knows how much it drives Chloe crazy. She absolutely adores leaving marks on her in areas where others can't see, loves it when Chloe gets frustrated over the fact that she can't do much to Beca because she just simply won't let her.
Before she knows it though, Chloe switches their positions, throwing her legs over to straddle the brunette's waist, and she can't help the moan escape her lips when her wet cunt rubs against Beca's abdomen.
"What are you doing?" Beca asks, not liking the fact that she's now on the bottom. And Chloe knows what Beca is thinking. Beca is the top. Beca is always the top. But not tonight, Chloe thinks as she leans down to hover over the brunette, placing both hands beside her head.
"I need to reward you, baby." Chloe whispers close to Beca's mouth, her hair creating a curtain around their faces. And Beca can't help the smirk adorn her face when Chloe sits up again, placing her hands on Beca's stomach.
"You know I'm always the top." Beca smiles before quickly switching their positions, quickly grinding her crotch down into Chloe before the redhead can protest.
It doesn't work though. The redhead quickly throws her leg over Beca's, turning them over again and pinning the brunette's shoulders down onto the bed.
"Not a chance." she whispers huskily, causing the brunette to gulp as the redhead's lips attach to her neck, and their breasts press together roughly. Not backing down though, Beca flips them over, but Chloe, as if she knew that Beca was going to do it, flips them back over.
It's an obvious mistake though.
She underestimates the distance between them and the edge of the bed, resulting in them falling onto the floor, and their heads collide, causing them both to groan at the contact. The redhead, still on top and straddling Beca, sits up and holds her forehead where it had crashed against Beca's, and the brunette does the same.
"This is why I'm always the top." Beca says, and the redhead laughs out, wincing at the pain in her head afterwards. The brunette sits up, reaching up to hold Chloe's face in her hands as she stretches to place a kiss on her forehead.
"Are you okay?" she asks, and Chloe just nods her head, resting her hands on Beca's shoulders and rubbing them gently. The brunette starts to kiss Chloe's chest again, bringing her hands down to the bottom of Chloe's back.
"Baby." the redhead whispers, and Beca "hmms" as her hands reach Chloe's backside, and she squeezes gently.
"I think you should be the top."
Beca lets out a breathy laugh as she pulls away and stands them both up, gently pushing Chloe back on the bed again so that she's laying against the pillow. She stands there for a moment, admiring the way Chloe's tanned skin compliments with the white sheets, and she can't help the way her breath hitches as Chloe smiles up at her.
"What?" she asks, and Beca shakes her head incredulously. She straddles the redhead's waist again, leaning over and pressing their bare stomachs together, and she can't help the way she smiles when Chloe gasps at the contact. She reaches a hand up to tuck a strand of Chloe's hair behind her ear as her other hand rests beside them on the bed to stop her from putting all her weight on the redhead.
"You're gorgeous." she whispers, reaching up to kiss the redhead again as she strokes across her cheekbone with the pad of her thumb. And as the kiss deepens, Chloe can't help the way her hips buck upwards, creating friction between their centers. The brunette pulls away and sits up, looking down to see that Chloe's breathing is heavy, and she's looking at her as if to tell her one thing.
"I need you, Beca." she breathes out. "No teasing. I want you to fuck me."
The redhead reaches her hand out, finding Beca's center immediately. She brushes her thumb across her clit, and the brunette moans as she get's lost in the feeling of Chloe touching her. She's already so wet, but with Chloe's thumb rubbing her quickly, she feels herself getting even more wetter.
Suddenly remembering that she's in control though, she pushes Chloe's hand away. Without questioning her, Chloe just lets Beca climb off of her and spread her legs out. She then settles herself between Chloe's legs, immediately whimpering as their pussies rub together.
"Oh God." The redhead closes her eyes as their bodies move together automatically, and she lets the sensation wash over her as the brunette carries on rocking against her. She can feel the wet drag of each movement as Beca's cunt grinding down on her own, and it feels like she's in absolute bliss.
"You like that?" Beca asks her breathlessly, moaning when she grinds down on a particularly sensitive spot. The redhead can only nod, biting her lip as she groans beneath her.
Beca grabs Chloe's thigh and hikes it over her hip, forcing them closer to each other. The moans coming from Chloe's lips egg Beca on, and she's loving the sounds of Chloe praising her, making her even more wet than she already is. She thrusts her hips forwards over and over as Chloe moans loudly, and the brunette can't help but smile. She loves being the reason for the noises coming from her Chloe's mouth.
They rock their bodies together over and over again until they're impossibly close. Beca's pretty sure that her leg is going to fall asleep if they don't come soon, but it's worth it, in her mind. So worth it. She presses their clits together and Chloe can feel how close she is now, due to the way her clit seems to be sparking with pleasure. She grips onto Beca's side as tightly as she dare and meets Beca's hips thrust for thrust.
"Fucking hell, Chloe." The brunette moans as her eyes roll back into her head, and Chloe repeats the movements. They eventually get a rhythm happening, and Beca can feel her orgasm in the pit of her stomach. She watches Chloe's face carefully, taking in every sharp inhalation of breath, every lip bite, every moan, every flutter of her eyes.
"Oh my God." She moans out, suddenly leaning down, pressing as close to Chloe as possible as she carries on grinding down on to her, and she manages to kiss her. Their teeth and tongues clash together, but they can't even bring it in themselves to complain, or even stop. They carry on kissing and rocking against each other, moaning and breathing into each other's mouths.
Beca's orgasm hits her first, with Chloe's fingers digging into the flesh of her hips as she shamelessly grinds down against her, the wetness spreading around Chloe's cunt. And the sight of Beca coming, biting her lip to stop the screams, causes the redhead's orgasm to rip through her. And she can't help the way she cries out as they both ride their orgasms out, breathing out obscenities.
Their breasts press together as Beca collapses down on Chloe. She snuggles forwards, cuddling into Chloe for a few long moments as their breathing evens out. She presses loving kisses across the redhead's chest, wherever she can reach, and Chloe smiles, tilting her face down so she can kiss Beca properly.
The brunette hums happily and kisses Chloe back softly, her tongue slipping into her mouth to rub against Chloe's own. She brings her hand up to fist a hand of the redhead's hair, fingers pressing against her scalp ever so slightly. After a few moments, she pulls away with a seemingly drunken, dazed smile on her face.
"Best reward ever." she mumbles, resting her head against Chloe's chest, and the redhead let's out a soft laugh as she flips them over so that they're in a more comfortable position to cuddle places a soft, gentle kiss on the back of Beca's neck, and the brunette doesn't even protest to the fact that she's the little spoon.
She just smiles contently and whispers, "I should win Grammy's more often."