Hello, sorry there's been a massive delay, I have insane writer's block, but hopefully this chapter is okay. There's a sex scene at the middle to end-ish, so if you don't feel comfortable reading it just skip. I'm starting a new fanfiction soon, since I'm nearly done with this one. Feel free to leave reviews, I'm willing to write more for this fanfiction if you guys suggest different ideas and stuff I suppose. Chapter name is from Gia's Only a Girl by the way. Sincere apologies for not writing for so long. - IntenseFanGirl
Chapter 9: Only A Girl
Chloe POV
The thin wooden door lay smashed onto the ground, small splinters of white paint and slivers of wood scattered right in front of Beca's room. Strong traces of Stacie's perfume wafting out of her miniscule room, and a small tuft of light gold fur was lodged deeply in the remains of the door frame. I cautiously crept towards the door frame, hearing hushed whispers coming from within. Peering around the corner of the door, it's instantly obvious that something important had just happened. Beca looked like she was trying her best to curl into herself and disappear. Stacie's back was turned to me, but I could see her nails digging into the soft blanket spread out on Beca's bed. I knocked lightly on the edge of the gaping door frame, dislodging some dust as I did so. I sneezed and flicked my ears, opening my eyes to see fangs inches away from my face. I screamed and fell backwards, quickly backing up until I hit the wall of the hallway. When I looked up, I fully expected to see a monster standing before me, all fangs and claws. Instead, all I saw was a surprised looking Stacie, her fangs slowly shortening to their normal length.
"I'm so sorry Chlo, are you okay?" Stacie crouched down to help me up while continuing to apologize profusely. My heart continued pumping at an insane rate, but I could feel it begin to slow down under Stacie's concerned gaze.
"I-I thought you were an intruder, I didn't know it was you." Supporting me with her slender, but surprisingly strong arms, she steadily helped me up and into the room. Beca still sat at the very corner of her bed, only her ears were visible, peeking out from behind her knees. Stacie carefully let go of my arm and made her way to the Kimmy Jin's bed, throwing herself down in a huff. Beca's closet slammed closed next to me, and I yelped in surprise, feeling my tail bristle. Aubrey growled and tugged at her too-short shirt that exposed her midriff before giving up with a sigh. I quickly smoothed the fur on my tail down, placing one hand on my chest to still my rapidly beating heart. She looked up after some additional adjustments to her clothing, locking eyes with me.
"What are you smirking at?" Aubrey growled, standing up straight to glare down at me, even though she's barely any taller than me. I quickly bit my lip to stop myself from laughing at how adorable she looked in Beca's ill-fitting clothing.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I beamed up at her before turning to face Stacie, who lay lazily sprawled out across Kimmy Jin's bed.
"If you don't mind me asking, what exactly are you?"
Stacie quickly looked up and smirked, "I'm a vampire honey, couldn't you tell?" When her mouth widened into a smile I could see her canines slowly extend until they were about an inch long, protruding over her bottom lip. My eyes widened and I stumbled backwards into Aubrey's arms.
"Shhh, it's okay Chlo, she won't hurt you." Her arms wrapped around me and squeezed once before letting me go. My face warmed up noticeably, a blush spreading across my face, as Stacie laughed in amusement. Beca still remained unmoving, her ears the only movement I could see. A cold, sinking feeling began in my heart with each step I took towards her. As I sat next to her, the room grew quiet, neither Stacie nor Aubrey daring to make a sound. Beca refused to look up or show any indication that she noticed I was there. Her small frame remained unmoving; her body only moving with each breath or shift of her ears. Reaching out towards her, I could hear her suck in a breath, her body visibly tensing up. That alone was enough to send a cold shard of ice into my heart. Her tail bristled as if I was scaring her, my heart had turned to lead, and my body felt cold.
Although my hand had frozen in the air, I took a deep breath and continued reaching for her. Carefully, I leaned in and enveloped her in my arms, shifting around so I could hold her trembling body in my arms. I couldn't hear it before, but as I closed the distance between our bodies, I could hear her near-silent sobs. Her body began to tremble as I pulled her close, and I stroked her hair softly, bringing her head to my chest. When I looked up, both Aubrey and Stacie had disappeared from their respective places around the room, leaving Beca and I alone. The door that had been beaten down now stood in the door frame, shards of the wood had come off, but it seemed fairly steady. Beca was clinging onto my shirt, her tears silently making their way down her delicate face, her small body still shaking uncontrollably. My heart broke seeing her this way, this amazingly strong, sarcastic, and beautiful woman breaking down in front of my very eyes.
"What's wrong?" I whispered, trying to distract her from whatever was causing her this pain. She looked up into my eyes, making my breath catch in my throat. Those dark and stone-cold eyes welling up with tears that glided down her face. The fortress hiding her emotions had broken down, cracking to reveal the broken girl inside.
"I love you." She whispered through her tears, her words so softly spoken that I nearly missed them. She quickly looked away and broke down again, "I'm so sorry, I-I-" her voice dwindled in volume as I delicately lifted her chin up until she looked at me. I brushed off her fallen tears with my other thumb and gradually leaned in to gingerly touch my lips against hers. Heat flared across my face again, spreading down my neck and through my body, sending shocks through my whole body.
Although the kiss was tentative and our lips were very lightly pressed against each other, my whole body felt like it was aflame. I could hear Beca gasp against my lips, and her body pressed ever closer to me, her hand crept under my shirt until it lay just under my ribcage. Shocks rippled through my body with every tiny touch she placed on my skin. She pulls back for a second and looks into my eyes for permission. I gasp from the loss of contact, but nod my head when I notice what she wants. Her eyes seemed darker and filled with some sort of passion that I had never seen before. I quickly lifted my shirt over my head and tugged at the hem of her light blue shirt. She smirked and, at an agonizingly slow pace, pulled it off in one smooth motion, revealing her toned abdominals and pearly white skin. An involuntary gasp came from my mouth and I couldn't think of anything to say or do. Beca smirked and leaned over me, pushing me back and straddling my hips. Any traces of her pain and tears had been erased, and I sat speechless as she bent down to place her lips close to my ears.
"Cat got your tongue?" I coughed and sputtered in surprise, and she leaned back to laugh. Beca is quite possibly the only person in the world who would make a joke like that in this kind of moment. Her laughter echoed throughout the small room, filled with joy. A sly smirk stretched across her lips again, and before I could react, she ghosted her breath over my sensitive ears, sending shivers racing down my spine and making the fur on my tail stand straight up. A soft hiss escaped my lips as I jerked my hips up in surprise.
"Whoa there Chlo, I didn't know I have that effect on you." Beca murmured as she sat in my lap and gazed into my eyes, her lips never changing from her signature smirk. Before she could react I flipped her over so she lay flat on her back with me leaning over her. Her hair lay fanned out around her hair, her chest rising and falling with every ragged breath. I chuckled at the surprise in her eyes, and slowly placed kisses across her collarbone before moving up to her neck and then finally meeting her lips. Her lips part and her tongue gently slides across the entrance of my mouth, I gasp in surprise, and Beca takes the opportunity to slip her tongue into my mouth.
Beca slides a hand up from the top of my jeans until she reaches the bottom edge of my bra. Her thumb slowly brushes teasingly at the material. Although I'm usually impulsive when it comes to things like this, I'm surprised at how quick Beca is to cut to the chase. She slips a hand into my bra when I don't protest, spreading the heat of her touch with every tender touch. A soft moan escapes my lips as I lift my head up, separating from her lips to take a much needed breath. Her half-closed eyes were dark and filled with lust, her lips bruised and tender. God, she's beautiful. Beca growls playfully and pulls me back down on top of her. I trail my fingers from the bare skin exposed right above her pelvic bone all the way up to the base of her bra before looking up for approval. From the sound of it, her breath was becoming more and more ragged.
"Fuck, Chlo." her voice sounded a little rough, and I couldn't help but smirk. Beca's influence really was rubbing off on me. As she arched her back to help make the process a little easier, I carefully unclasped her bra and tossed it across the room. I slowly cup her breasts, using my thumbs to carefully caress the peaks. The beginnings of a rough exclamation lost as Beca moans under my touch. I slowly move my hands to cover both of her breasts before gently teasing her taut nipples. She moans louder this time, and I gently lean into to drag my tongue over one nipple while still teasing the other. Beca gasps in response and grips my hair in her hand.
"Hey - Chlo, don't you think it's kind of unfair that only one of us is half-naked right now?" Her voice comes out husky and deeper than usual, and I slowly sit up again. Beca reaches up to unclasp my bra while I wiggle out of the rest of my clothes. Although I'm now fully naked, Beca remains underneath me, still wearing pants and blushing profusely. I tilt my head to the side and wink, "Now who's being unfair?" Her gaze wanders over my body, even though she's seen me naked before, I suppose she never imagined she would be this close and intimate with me.
"You can do more than just look you know." I whispered into her ear, and I could hear a small gasp come out of her lips as I lightly nipped her ears. Her hands began to explore my body, gripping at my hips before cupping my breasts. I moaned in pleasure, each deliberate movement of her hands on my body sent waves of heat, all of it racing across my body and knocking the breath out of me. Instinctively, I dug my nails into her back, I burrowed my face into the hollow of her neck and gently bit her soft skin. Beca's own moan of pleasure slipped out of her swollen lips and I gently placed a kiss on the now bruised skin of her neck. Using one finger, I trace a path down her chest until I reach the very top of her shorts. Slowly and gently I began to slip them down her legs until she impatiently shook them off.
"Eager now?" I chuckled, all she did was moan in response as I traced meaningless patterns on her toned thighs, lazily getting closer and closer to her core. My fingers ghosted over her underwear, before settling on her clit. I lightly rubbed circles around her clit, teasing her until she growled, annoyed at my pace. Hooking one finger over the edge of her panties, I slipped them off her body with her aid. Beca suddenly flipped me over so she was now straddling me, her eyes hooded and darkened with desire.
As our lips joined together once more, without a warning Beca slipped a finger inside of me. I moaned against her lips and slipped a finger into her core as well. As she pumped her fingers in and out of me, I quickly matched her pattern, slipping another finger inside once she became better adjusted. I could feel myself begin to unravel under her touch, and Beca couldn't be too far either. Finally, as she clenched her walls around my fingers, her moaning merging into one long, guttural scream of pleasure that I muffled with my mouth, I could feel myself going over the edge as well. I let out a deep moan into her mouth as we both rode out our orgasms.
We lay together in each other's arms, our breaths still rapid and ragged. I pulled her in closer and kissed the soft hair between her ears. Beca looked impossibly beautiful under the light of the setting sun. Each ray of light that slipped through her slotted window and reached her frame made her skin seem to glow. Her dark blue eyes that appeared to be fluttering from fatigue gazed into mine, and seemed to stare directly into the very essence of my being. I quickly looked away, blushing under her intense gaze. She smiled softly, a genuine smile, not a cheeky smirk, and slowly closed her eyes, basking in the warm light of the slowly descending sun. I touched my forehead to hers and curled my tail around her body. As her breathing slowed, and the room settled into a comfortable state of stillness, I smiled and whispered,
"I love you too."
