Disclaimer: Universal Pictures owns all rights of Pitch Perfect.
Title: Coming out of the Dark
Chapter 8 - Blurred Lines
Summary: Beca Mitchell endured something so horrific in her past, it altered the course of her life. As an adult she's found love and acceptance that will be jeopardized when buried memories threaten to surface. Two fandoms will be represented; beginning as Bechloe but endgame will be Jeca.
A/N: Warning! Content will include depictions of a violent act with references to substance abuse and suicide. M rated for language and mature subject matter.
The following morning Beca swiped her work badge on the door sensor at Residual Heat Studios.
Each Monday morning the team met at nine o'clock sharp to go over current projects and new assignments. With Beca no longer an intern fetching coffee and burritos for the team, today she was considered one of the elite assistant producers who earned a seat at the oval table.
"Reggie...how's the mash-up coming along?"
Beca rolled her eyes because it had become an inside joke. Her boss was horrible with names and decided Reggie was what he wanted to call her. After the successful collaboration with Snoop Dogg and his Christmas album, she earned them a Grammy nomination and became known as the mash-up queen of the group. With her latest project with Lady Gaga, she already had the perfect tune in mind.
"Um...yeah, it's coming along. 'Brahm's Lullabye' blended with some chord repetitions of 'Rock a Bye'. It's great, you're gonna love it." she resented sounding cocky as words carelessly tumbled out of her mouth. "It'll be done by the end of the week."
"That's not good enough, Gaga will be here Wednesday. I need a solid demo by noon tomorrow." he strongly advised, while the team gave her looks of sympathy. "I don't care what you have to do, just get it done."
"Yes sir...you'll have it." she responded with confidence but was cursing internally. With all the focus on creating a baby she had forgotten about the deadline which, wasn't like her.
Jesse was already coming over that evening to fulfill his stud responsibility so Beca got an idea. She was planning on recording herself and needed a masculine accent that would be tender enough to compliment her voice. Again, it was a no brainer. She considered Jesse's voice to be ear porn and knew he could pull it off. After the meeting Beca whipped out her cell phone and called him.
"Hey! Are you busy this afternoon?" she waited for his reply. "Well, I have a super huge favor to ask of you." she laughed out loud when he brought up the sperm donor thing. "Dude, it's nothing like that. I need a male's voice recorded on something I'm working on. If you're available can you please stop by my work this afternoon?" she smiled when he agreed to meet her at four. "Awesome…I owe you big time. See you later."
By the time four rolled around Beca had already recorded her voice and reserved a couple of hours in one of their recording studios. As punctual as usual Jesse arrived and checked in with the reception desk. Getting a call from the front, Beca greeted him in the lobby with a hug then brought him back to her office.
Accepting one last call from her boss she put an index finger to her lips to silence him as he took a seat at the opposite side of her desk. Jesse was proud of Beca's accomplishments in pursuing her dream and looked around her office which had replica gold albums on the walls and framed photos on her desk. Picking up the first picture, Beca looked badass, crossing her arms with Snoop Dogg behind her looking just as tough. The famous rapper towered over her but she was all attitude and appeared larger than life. Another photo he focused on was of the Bellas winning Worlds which, brought him mixed emotions because of what transpired that weekend after he and Benji made the trip to Copenhagen. The third photo he picked up was of Beca, Chloe and himself at graduation. When he looked up and saw her mouthing "that's my favorite", he also noticed she was actually smiling in the picture which was very uncharacteristic of her. Carefully placing the frame back down he checked his cell phone while she finished her call.
"Sorry about that." she said apologetically, hanging up the receiver. "Are you ready to sing a few chords for me?"
"Yes ma'am, lead the way."
Arriving in the reserved studio Beca positioned Jesse to a mic and provided a set of headphones and sheet music with lyrics typed up. When he found out she was working on a lullaby mash-up for Lady Gaga, he chuckled. They were in the midst of making a baby and now she was assigned to produce children's music which, he found both amusing and ironic. Taking her seat on the other side of the soundproof glass Beca flicked on the soundboard and inserted her flash drive into the main computer.
"I'm going to begin the playback and add some elements, then I'll prompt you to sing some chords of 'Rock a Bye'" she instructed him through a mic. Beca had come along way since her Barden Bella days and Jesse was getting a kick out of watching her in action.
As soon as he heard her melodic voice singing 'Brahm's Lullabye' with such tenderness he was seduced by her all over again. "You sound incredible."
She blushed at his compliment then queued him to sing.
The second she heard his soothing voice, she was taken back to their a cappella days when their groups competed against each other in the ICCA's. She didn't realize until that very moment just how much she missed watching him perform with so much passion. Sitting back in her chair with her arms crossed she took it all in and appreciated the fact that he was doing this big favor for her.
After a while of hearing him belt out the children's classic, she found herself fixated on his lips and remembered how his talented mouth felt on her nether regions. She was beyond turned on and couldn't resist the urge of touching herself. Undoing her skinny jeans she discreetly dipped her hand inside the waistband of her underwear and began to masturbate. Closing her eyes momentarily she imagined him inside the mixing room, kissing her full on the mouth while taking her on the soundboard. The more he sang, the more she rubbed herself and closer she came to climaxing until...
"How's that?" he asked, bringing her back to reality. She was so distracted, she didn't realize the music had stopped.
"Great!" Beca's voice cracked as she quickly buttoned up her jeans. She was sexually frustrated with the female version of blue balls but needed to refocus. Beca didn't know why this was happening but couldn't push away her feelings for Jesse and realized this was a very dangerous time for her. If things couldn't get any worse she received a text message from Chloe letting her know she had to work late when the restaurant she worked for needed another sous-chef to fill in. She was going to be alone with Jesse that night and that was scaring the hell out of her. "It's a wrap!" she announced into her mic, trying to sound professional and push away her concerns.
Joining her in the mixing room Jesse watched her hands fly over the sound board. When she created the perfect blending of their voices and added the right pitch and tempo, she played back the track. He loved the final product as Beca continued to make minor adjustments. They were so into what they created, neither realized they were no longer alone.
"Who's this?"
"Jesus Christ!" Beca jumped out of her skin. She was caught off guard by her boss who, like her was working late and stood quietly in the entry behind them. A scary thought entered her mind that her earlier indiscretions may have been witnessed, but she couldn't think about that. "Um...this is Jesse, we went to college together. Jesse...this is my boss, Keegan."
Jesse extended his arm and was met with an enthusiastic and firm handshake. The Grammy award winning producer wasn't much for small talk and returned his attention to his employee. "Let's hear it."
"I'm still fine tuning it, but..."
Keegan put an index finger to his lips and prompted her to start the playback. After about thirty seconds, he stopped the song.
"And that's why I pay you the big bucks." Keegan smiled fondly at his assistant producer who had already struck gold for him twice before. "Good job, Reggie!" And left the room.
When a puzzled looking Jesse turned to Beca she rolled her eyes and explained that in the years she worked there her idiot boss like their old pal Luke, never got to know her real name. Having seen it before while interning with Beca at the radio station, Jesse thought that was the most hilarious thing he'd ever heard.
"I think this calls for celebration." Jesse suggested and pulled her into a congratulatory hug. "You've really come a long way, Becs." he gushed.
"Thanks." she wrapped her arms around his neck and didn't let go right away. "What would I ever do without you?"
"Well...when you're rich and famous just don't forget about us little people you met along the way."
"I could never forget you." she spoke softly and locked eyes with him. Clearing her throat she distanced herself from him. "Thank you again, this really saved my ass." Jesse smiled warmly then took her laptop bag from her.
Leaving the studio they got into their vehicles and met at a pizzeria. They ate in silence, demolishing off an entire pie and pitcher of Pepsi. Jesse noticed she was quieter than usual and called her on it.
"What's up, weirdo?"
"Hmm…?
"You're like a million miles away."
"I just have a lot on my mind."
"Like what?"
"This job, Chloe's obsession with getting me knocked up and married...it's just too much."
"Is there anything I could do?"
"No." she smiled. "You've already done so much for me. I seriously don't deserve you."
"Yes you do." he cupped her cheek and watched her eyes slowly shut. He understood immediately that like him, she was fighting her emotions even though she refused to admit it. "Hey...you feeling alright?"
Avoiding his question she struggled to stay composed. "Um...Chloe won't be home tonight." Beca opened her eyes. "She has to work late."
"Okay...we've managed without her before..." his voice trailed off thinking about the way they left things the other night.
She nodded then playfully snatched the check as soon as it was dropped off and rushed to the register to pay for their dinner. "Last one home has to do whatever the other wants."
"Mmm...I'll take that bet." he agreed and chased after her.
..ooOoo..
Meeting at the apartment Beca carelessly tossed her laptop bag and purse on the dining room table then led Jesse into the darkened bedroom. With a sense of urgency they dressed down to their undergarments and climbed into bed. With his curiosity growing, Jesse palmed her sex and noticed she was already drenched. What he didn't know was that her wetness was the result of her rubbing herself from earlier.
"Jeez! I haven't even touched you yet." he observed, removing her underwear. When he looked up at her, she was shielding her eyes. "Beca...what's going on?"
"Please don't ask." she whispered, shaking her head.
He'd been concerned about how the agreement was affecting him, not realizing she was struggling just as much, but at the same time he was elated because she was attracted to him, at least physically.
"Okay...I won't, but you did beat me here." he spoke softly, taking in her intoxicating scent. "Tell me what you want."
After a beat she climbed on top and straddled his waist. "Put your hands on me." she was already breathless as she unhooked her bra in back and wiggled out of the flimsy garment. She was completely naked and inviting him to take things further which he couldn't resist if he tried. With her shoulders back and chest jutted forward, Jesse's eyes dilated at the beautiful sight before him. Taking his hands she guided them to her breasts and felt her heart beating a mile per minute. With her head back and eyes closed he kneaded her, rubbing the pads of his thumbs over her stiffened peaks. He'd seen them previously and fantasized of touching her like this; it was finally happening and he couldn't be more thrilled. "That's it." she smiled then let out a moan when he sat up and guided a nipple to his mouth. There was nothing in the contract that forbid this kind of foreplay so when he teased her with the tip of his tongue then sucked in her flesh, she was in heaven. He was very thorough and alternated between her twin peaks as she held his head in place while he devoted all of his attention to her chest.
What happened next was something Jesse never saw coming. Pulling him up to her level she held his face between her hands and locked eyes with him. "You're so good to me." she spoke softly and swept her fingers over his soft lips. Focusing on his mouth she moistened her lips and leaned in closer. He played out this scenario in his mind so many times knowing a kiss would nullify the agreement, however the circumstances of them being together were not natural. She was in a committed relationship and he was basically a stud for hire; he needed to consider that. As she parted her lips and leaned in closer Jesse grabbed her wrists and held her in place.
"No." he closed his eyes and hated himself for stopping her. "We can't do this."
Beca's eyes widened in shock then dismounted him and laid on her back. With her hands covering her face she couldn't believe what she nearly did. "I almost cheated on her." she finally spoke. "But you stopped me. Why?"
"Because you're not yourself," he admitted, pulling her into his arms. "And I won't take advantage of you."
"I'm so confused." she admitted, wrapping her arms around his neck. "What the hell am I doing?"
"It's okay...nothing happened."
"We both know that's not true." she admitted then decided to tell him the truth. "Um...Jess, what I didn't tell you last night is that I have feelings for you. I'm torn between you and Chloe, and don't know what I want anymore."
Seeing his best friend in so much distress had him feeling sorry for her. Beca finally admitted there was something between them but also knew she shouldn't act on it. "Let's just chill for a little while and remember why we're here."
She let out a sigh of disbelief. "You're too good for me." she pulled away to look him in the eyes. "You keep giving and want nothing in return."
"No I'm not." he caressed her cheek. "I have my reasons for doing this."
She decided there was something she could do for the most unselfish man she'd ever known. Pushing him on his back Beca grabbed a band from the side table and put her hair up in a ponytail.
"What're you doing?"
Beca smiled. "Shh...it's been a while so no judging, okay?"
When he realized what she was about to do he was too stunned to comment. Hovering over him on all fours she applied kisses to his neck and throat then slowly moved down his body and stopped at his pecs where she licked around and sucked on his nipples. Using a little bit of teeth Beca looked up and gave a mischievous grin while Jesse let out an audible groan. He found out first hand that like him, she was very skillful with her mouth and took her time before going any lower. Following the path of his chest hair to his happy trail with her tongue, she looked up with her trademark smirk and locked eyes with him before hooking her fingers in the waistband of his red Calvin briefs. Pulling them down and off his legs she took in the sight of his nine plus inches of glory, moistened her lips and shook her head in appreciation.
"It reallly is quite impressive." she praised then took hold of his prize with both hands.
He moaned softly while she pumped his shaft. "You don't have to-"
"I know that." she cut him off and smiled. "I want to..."
When he was at the desired firmness she leaned down and licked the underside from base to tip then gently sucked and tugged on his sack while he watched her pleasure him. The sensation had him gripping the sheets and groaning louder while she took her time. His reaction spurred her on as she kissed and dragged her tongue along his length then teased the soft tip, drawing out his nectar. She closed her eyes and moaned at his flavor while gently sucking on the beast. Just as he thought it couldn't get any better, Beca took him inside her mouth.
"Fuck..." he cursed under his breath while she closed her eyes and slowly bobbed her head up and down his length. It was already the greatest blow job of his existence, and it was coming from the woman he would take a bullet for. The warm wetness of her mouth nearly sent him over the edge as she relaxed her throat and swallowed him whole. It was at this time he realized she had no gag reflex as she executed her seduction of him. "How're you doing that?"
She could hardly conceal her grin as she locked eyes with him and blew his pitch pipe.
Before he completely lost it, he pulled her off and flipped her onto her back. Spreading her thighs as far apart as possible, he aligned himself with her opening and pushed his way inside. Letting out a gush at the sensation of being filled, Beca began to rock her hips. He was already on the precipice of exploding but held back long enough to bring her some pleasure. Trying to control himself he slowed down and draped his body over hers while attaching his mouth to her neck.
"So good..." she breathed as she moved with him and caressed his backside. Squeezing his perfect ass with both hands she wrapped her legs firmly around his waist to bring him even deeper. When he shifted slightly to her left and found her sweet spot, she sucked in her breath. "Oh God!"
He was sweating profusely trying to prolong the inevitable, but when he felt her walls spasm he couldn't hold back any longer and blew like a volcano. Feeling his warmth fill her, she closed her eyes and detonated around him.
Coming down from their releases he was still balls deep inside her and in no hurry to pull out. Neither knew how much time had elapsed but they didn't care; they were content and warm with nowhere else to be. With their torsos pressed together and arms wrapped around each other, Jesse made a mental note that being inside Beca was his favorite place to be and would sell his soul to the devil if it meant he could stay there forever. This was much more then what they bargained for because it was much more than sex, there was an obvious connection that neither could deny.
"Benji was right." Jesse held her head between his palms. "He warned me this would happen."
"Warned you about what?"
"This...us." he answered, on the verge of losing it. "I know it's wrong, but I want you."
"I feel it too." she breathed, cupping the side of his face. "I don't know what I'm doing."
"Same here." he admitted, fixated on her mouth. "I want to kiss these lips so bad."
Looking into his chocolate colored eyes, she saw his desire. "Then kiss me."
Jesse's jaw dropped at her comment. She was giving him the green light to break the rules. "Are you sure about this? It'll change everything."
"Yes." she nodded and smiled warmly at him. "I don't care anymore."
It was the night of the Breakfast Club moviecation all over again, but it really wasn't. It was years later and they were post college graduates and consenting adults who were lost somewhere between being best friends and, or lovers. With blurred lines becoming their reality, they could no longer resist the attraction.
"Me neither." he locked eyes with her and saw how much she wanted him. "Fuck the contract..."
Running the pad of his thumb along her lips, he moistened his and leaned down. Mimicking his actions she raised her chin and tilted her head to the opposite direction. With eyes shut and parted lips they were on a collision course for disaster. Just as their lips were about to touch, they heard the distinctive chime of the alarm system and knew that Chloe had just gotten home.
A/N: Will they break the rules? Tune in next time and find out. Thank you for reading.
