Aubrey closed the door with a loud bang in her haste to shut it behind them. Beca wasted no time in once again attaching their lips.

Aubrey seemed to be kissing her like their lives depended on it, and Beca certainly wasn't complaining. She felt light-headed, partially due to lack of oxygen, partially due to the effect Aubrey's kisses were having on her, but breathing was the last thing on her mind.

She'd never been this turned on before. She'd never even come close to it. She'd always assumed that she wasn't the sexual kind of girl, not particularly bothered about all of that. She'd never been happier to be wrong though. She felt as through the throbbing at her core was radiating throughout her entire body. Aubrey's hands had wandered to her back, nails digging in and leaving marks every time Beca bit her lip or kissed her particularly aggressively. If her reactions were anything to go by, Aubrey seemed to be incredibly turned on too, particularly keen on the rough touches of Beca's hands or the almost brutal way in which she sought to mark every exposed inch of alabaster skin.

Beca didn't think she could ever tire of the way in which Aubrey responded to her. Or Aubrey in general. The blonde was fierce, resilient, incredibly intelligent. But like this.. like this she was a goddess. She felt as though it was the first time she'd ever been able to see beneath the mask of Aubrey's authority, and been able to glimpse at the persona underneath. Animalistic, submissive, passionate. Traits she felt privileged to be able to witness, let alone feel.

She was new to all of this. She didn't know what she was doing, and for a moment she faltered, breaking the kiss. Aubrey was quick to notice, and immediately looked concerned.

'What's the matter Beca?'

'I've never done... this.. before. I don't even know what I'm doing, if I'm even ready'

'That's okay, I'm brand new to it too. We can go slow okay? No pressure.'

'Are you sure? You seemed pretty keen on coming in here?' questioned Beca, not wanting to deny Aubrey.

'Oh, so Chloe wouldn't walk in and see us practically on top of each other in the living room'

'Oh' responded Beca, slightly disappointed, insecurities momentarily convincing her that she'd been on the wrong track entirely.

'Not that I don't want to fuck you' Aubrey replied, taking care to enunciate the word 'fuck'. The combination of the coarse language and Aubrey's sultry tone felt like sex to Beca, and she immediately moaned, not having been prepared to try and suppress such a reaction.

Beca blushed, and Aubrey smiled at the reaction she'd invoked in her friend. Aubrey had been honest, she was new to exploring her not-so-straight side. And while she was more aroused than she'd ever been before, she was entirely prepared to wait for however long Beca needed. Her introspection was short lived however, Beca suddenly finding her confidence again and bodily moving Aubrey to the bed, pushing her shoulders roughly so that she fell backwards. Wasting no time, Beca climbed on top of her, mirroring their earlier positions on the couch.

'Just because I'm not going to fuck you today, doesn't mean I'm going to stop teasing Aubrey' Beca growled into the blonde's ear, enjoying the way Aubrey's hips attempted to rise to grant her some much needed friction. Beca had been prepared for such a reaction though, and had been holding down the prone woman's hips for exactly that reason.

'Fuck you Beca' complained Aubrey loudly, desperate to find some measure of relief.

'Oh, I will be, don't worry Posen.' smirked Beca, before running her left hand down Aubrey's inner thigh, enjoying the way in which her friend squirmed under the touch. She let her hands travel higher again, roughly raking her nails up the denim, stopping just beneath the point at which Aubrey might have gained a modicum of satisfaction.

'Ugh' complained Aubrey, unwilling to endure any more of Beca's torture. While Beca smirked and attempted to readjust her position, Aubrey seized the opportunity to flip them, thankful to have caught Beca unprepared.

'My turn' she breathed, straddling the brunette in such a way that that their centres just barely touched, a hint at the delicious friction they both desperately sought.

She made a point of marking Beca's neck too, loving Beca's visceral response, but finding her need to claim the girl beneath her too overpowering to resist. Beca's hands started to wander to her lower back, she enjoyed the motion for a few moments but then gently removed them.

'Sorry Beca, but it's been your turn all night. It's definitely my turn to make you feel as wet as I do.'

'I... erm... I'm not sure that isn't the case already' panted Beca, again thrown by Aubrey's vulgarity.

'Well let's call it payback for earlier.' Aubrey smirked. 'Grab onto the headboard'

'Why?

'Because I know you're just going to start touching me again. I don't think I could stand any more of it, I think I might actually explode'

'What a great way to die' laughed Beca

'Not before I get to fuck you for real Mitchell' smiled Aubrey, before once again furiously reattaching their lips.