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My Wife and Kids - Chapter 10: Bachelorette Party
"Its stuck."
"What do you mean it's stuck?"
"What else could I literally mean by that?" Beca asked as she stifled a laugh, tugging on the zip of her wife's dress.
"Well that's your fault." Chloe teased as she picked up her glass of wine off of the dresser.
"How the fuck is it my fault?" The brunette asked, getting slightly frustrated.
Chloe could hear it in her voice so she opted for plan B. "Emily!"
"Why can't you wear something else?" The 26 year old whined as she let go and took a step back.
The redhead spun around and raised her eyebrows at her wife as she took a sip of her wine.
The younger woman's eyes automatically dropped to Chloe's cleavage which was on full display thanks to the plunging neckline of her dress.
"That's why." The 32 pointed at her ogling wife with an eye roll.
"What's up?" Emily appeared at the door in the midst of putting her earring in.
"Can you zip me up? Your sister is useless." Chloe smirked at her wife as she turned her back to Emily.
"Sure." The younger woman giggled.
Beca walked towards her wife, flashing her the middle finger before stealing her glass of wine off her to take a sip.
"Hold on it's caught." Emily said as she gently tried to pull the zip down first.
"Told you." Beca sang.
Chloe just ignored her and instead picked up her wife's wrist to check the time on her watch. "We're so gonna be late."
"Oh come on it's Stacie, she's gonna show up late to her own funeral." The short brunette chuckled, taking another sip of her wife's wine.
"It's her bachelorette party, there's no way in hell she'll be late." Chloe corrected.
It was all Stacie had been going on about for the past week. She was extremely excited and Beca had joked that she seemed more hyped for it than her actual wedding.
It wasn't really a party to be honest. The girls were meeting at Aubrey's house for drinks first (excluding the blonde from drinks of course who is now 5 months pregnant) before going out and meeting the boys at a club (once again excluding the pregnant blonde.)
Jesse and Stacie wanted to break tradition and sort of have a joint bachelor/bachelorette thing.
"There you go." Emily said triumphantly as she successfully managed to zip up her sister-in-law's dress.
"Thanks, sweetheart."
"I just need to go put shoes on and I'm ready to go." The 23 year old said before she disappeared from the room in a flash.
"You look so hot." Beca husked as she stepped towards her wife, placing a hand on the redhead's hip.
Chloe just smirked at her as she backed up until she came in contact with the dresser.
"I'd love just to bend you over this and fuck you right now." The brunette practically purred as she pressed her body up against the redhead's as she tapped her nails on the surface of the dresser.
The 32 year old licked her lips as she searched her wife's eyes that were inches away from her own. "We're late." Chloe reminded in a hushed tone. "Plus you're wearing false nails, your not getting near me with those." She giggled, covering her wife's hand that was still planted on the dresser with her own.
"Not the only thing I can use, babe." Beca whispered with a wink as she slowly swiped her tongue across her bottom lip.
Chloe bit back a smile.
"Are you guys ready?" They heard Emily call from the hallway.
The married couple just sighed heavily at each other. They wanted nothing more than to just maybe show up a little later if it meant they could have their way with each other with a quickie.
"1. We're too old for this. 2. I'm way too sober at this moment in life." Beca said, holding up her finger.
Of course Stacie would suggest to start off a game of Never Have I Ever to get them all drunk.
"How do you think I feel? I'm gonna be sober the entire game." Aubrey piped up in protest, holding up her glass of water making the girls laugh.
"We already know everything about each other." Emily shrugged with amusement.
"When did you guys turn into a bunch of boring fuckers, come on, I'll start." Stacie couldn't help but laugh at her bridesmaids. They obviously weren't drunk enough yet. "And since it's a bachelorette party, they gotta be dirty." The brunette smirked.
The panic in Emily's eyes must've looked comical. She wasn't the most open person when it came to her sex life which was totally understandable. She glanced around the room, all these women have had sex with more than one person, she has literally only slept with Benji. "I need a shot before I even start." The brunette leaned forward and poured herself a shot before knocking it back.
"God, me too if I'm listening to her sex stories." Beca also reached forward as she pointed at her little sister with a nervous laugh.
"Okay I've got one to start." Stacie said, casting her eyes over at Beca and Chloe with a smirk. When those two were drunk together it was hilarious, as long as it was the two of them. When one of them is drunk and the other isn't, it doesn't always end well. "Never have I ever had sex with another woman."
Neither Emily or Aubrey touched their drink.
"I've never done that." Beca shook her head before turning to her wife. "What about you, babe?"
"Nope." Chloe tried to stifle her life but ultimately failed.
They then both took a drink of course.
"Okay-"
"Wait!" Chloe quickly cut Stacie off as she pointed at Aubrey in realisation.
"Don't you dare." The blonde warned.
The redhead leaned across her wife's lap to grab Aubrey's glass and held it up to her mouth.
"Wait what?" Beca asked in amusement.
"No way." Stacie grinned.
"Chloe, I fucking hate you." The blonde glared at her best friend before reluctantly taking a drink of her water. "Moving on." She quickly said after swallowing.
"Not so fast. Explain." Stacie laughed.
"College. That's all you need to know." Aubrey said vaguely.
"Don't tell me it was with you?" Beca asked her wife quietly, leaning into her. She recalled that time she learned that Aubrey was Chloe's first girl on girl kiss...surely she wasn't-
"God no." The redhead sputtered a laugh as she placed her glass back on the table. "I'll tell you later."
"No you won't." Aubrey warned, over hearing her best friends words.
"Alright who's next?"
"I'll go." Emily surprisingly volunteered. "Never have I ever had sex with more than one person." She said with a shrug.
"Wait...like at once?" Stacie asked stifling a laugh with a furrowed brow, glancing at the other women.
"No I mean like I've never slept with anyone else other than Benji." The youngest girl admitted, feeling herself blush a little.
"Wait didn't you break up with him like 3 months ago?" Stacie asked in confusion.
"Yeah but I haven't-Alright can you guys just drink? I don't need the interrogation." Emily shrugged it off with a laugh but deep down it was something that had been really bothering her lately…
Stacie, Beca, Chloe and Aubrey all took a drink.
"Never have I ever had sex with more than two different people." Beca carried on the game as she placed her glass back down, wording her statement a lot better than what her sister did.
Stacie, Chloe and Aubrey once again picked up their glasses.
"Only 2?" Stacie wondered curiously after she swallowed, holding 2 fingers up at her best friend.
"Well yeah, the girl I lost my virginity to and I've been with Chloe since I was 18." Beca openly shared with a shrug.
"She's loyal." Chloe giggled with a grin as she wrapped an arm around her wife.
"When did everybody lose their virginity?" Stacie asked curiously, glancing around the girls.
"Not part of the game, Stace." Beca reminded with a chuckle.
"I'm just curious." The tall brunette grinned. "Let me guess then. Well I knew you were 16 because you told me." She pointed at Beca. "I'd say 17 for the both of you." She pointed between Aubrey and Chloe. "And 18 for you." Finally she motioned to Emily.
"I can't speak for Aubrey but you're way off with those two." Beca interrupted, pointing at her wife and sister with a knowing smile.
"You're wrong about me too." Aubrey giggled.
"Well how fucking awful was I at that?" Stacie laughed. "Okay spill then. Aubrey?"
"18."
"Emily?"
"16."
"Woah really?" The bride to be asked in disbelief and the younger woman nodded. "Chloe?" She turned to the redhead.
"You go first, I'm curious as to whether you were younger than me." Chloe challenged in genuine curiosity.
"Alright, I was 16." Stacie said, probably surprising everyone in the room to be honest.
"Now I seem like-fuck." Chloe couldn't help but laugh, genuinely hoping Stacie would come out with a lower age than her own. "I was 15. I love how I managed to actually have safe sex when I was that age but fucked it up when I was 18." She poked fun at herself, making the other girls laugh.
"Alright let's get back to the game." Stacie chuckled.
"Okay…" Chloe trailed off as she took a second to think about it. "Never have I ever been caught touching myself by a family member. I've been caught having sex one too many times just not that." She giggled.
Stacie and Aubrey didn't touch their drinks.
Beca and Emily both looked over each other and cringed before lifting up their glasses.
"I'm still not drunk enough for this!" The younger woman whined before downing her drink, immediately pouring herself another one.
"Oh god have you walked in on each other?" Chloe asked with a sympathy cringe.
"Uh huh." Beca nodded.
"Aubrey quick, you're next before those two die from cringing too hard." Stacie laughed.
"Alright um...Never have I ever joined the mile high club." The blonde settled on.
Chloe, Beca and Stacie took a drink.
A handful of rounds had past and the girls were finally getting drunk apart from Aubrey obviously. Emily was knocking back shots in between as the questions got worse and worse so she was definitely one step ahead of the other girls.
Herself and Stacie were currently in the kitchen getting more drinks.
"Oh shit." Emily giggled as she accidentally knocked her glass into the sink.
"You alright there, babe?" Stacie asked in amusement as she reached into the cupboard for another glass.
"Hm, little drunk." The younger woman said with a lopsided grin as she leaned on the counter. "I need to ask you a favour though." She added with a slight slur in her voice as she poked the older woman on the shoulder.
"Yeah?" Stacie asked distractedly as she poured Emily another rum and coke.
"Iwannahave sex tonight." Emily said as she took a step towards her friend, placing a hand on her forearm.
Stacie glanced to the side with a curiously raised eyebrow as a smirk played at her lips. "I'm flattered but I have a fiance." She joked.
"Not with you." The 23 year old giggled.
"You want me to help you pull?" The older woman asked in amusement, turning her head to look at the girl.
Emily nodded with a hum.
"Got it." Stacie nodded in understanding, holding her hand up to the 23 year old for a high five.
Emily clumsily returned the gesture before returning to the living room with her drink.
"That's your last one till we go out." Beca warned as she pointed at her little sister's glass.
The 23 year old just scoffed as she sat down.
"I'm serious Emily, you're half shit faced already!" Beca tried to say as she stifled a laugh.
"No I'm not." The younger woman protested as she grabbed her phone off of the table.
"Baby?" Chloe said sweetly as she ran her nails up her wife's arm, leaning her head against her.
"Yes, gorgeous?" Beca chuckled at her wife who was clearly tipsy.
"Can you get me another drink?" The redhead asked, slipping her hand into Beca's.
The brunette nodded as she picked up her wife's glass from the table. "What're you drinking?" She asked as she raised it to her nose to take a sniff. "Morgan's?"
"Disaronno." The older woman corrected and Beca nodded as she stood up.
"Need anything, Aubrey?" The brunette asked.
"A shot." Emily piped up from across the room.
"Not you." Beca didn't turn around, she just pointed in her sister's general direction.
"I'm okay, thanks." Aubrey chuckled.
"She's fucked, dude." Beca said as she walked into the kitchen where Stacie was pouring herself a drink, scrolling through her phone with her other hand.
"She's letting her hair down, chill out. She wants to get laid tonight so it looks like she's finally getting over Benji." The taller brunette shrugged distractedly as she replied to a text from her fiancé.
"Oh come on Stace, don't encourage her to just start sleeping around." Beca groaned as she grabbed the bottle of Disaronno and unscrewed the cap.
"When are the strippers coming?!" They heard the youngest woman call from the next room.
"Don't tell me you got strippers?" Stacie whined, placing her phone down as she turned to her friend, taking a sip of her drink.
"No I didn't, don't listen to her. I was gonna but you told me not to, remember?" Beca opened the fridge and pulled out the bottle of coke to top up her wife's drink.
"Good."
"Aw look who's growing up." The shorter woman teased, giving her best friend a playful slap on the cheek.
"Hilarious." Stacie deadpanned.
"Shots! Shots! Shots!" Everyone chanted, drumming their hands on the edge of the table as Jesse and Stacie raced each other to see who could down the 3 shots the quickest.
Unsurprisingly, Stacie won.
"Fuck sake." Jesse laughed, wiping his mouth.
Since Ryan couldn't come out to the club because he was back home with Aubrey, Jesse invited James to tag along for the night.
Emily subconsciously placed her hand on Benji's thigh underneath the table as she picked up her glass with her other one.
"Emily." Benji said quietly as everyone else around them were talking amongst themselves. He reached underneath the table and gently removed her hand. "You're drunk." He whispered knowingly, placing her hand in her own lap.
"Fake news." The girl slurred, shaking her head as she took a swig of her drink.
The man couldn't help but chuckle at his ex girlfriend.
"Dance with me, babe." Chloe said into her wife's ear, not even giving the brunette a second to answer before she was pulling her to the dance floor.
"That's not dancing, they're basically just dry humping." Jesse laughed loudly as he pointed over at Beca and Chloe.
"Try living with them." Emily quipped. Yes, even after 3 months of being single, the 23 year old was still living with her sister and sister in law. It was just taking her longer than expected to get back on her feet and the older women were totally fine with it.
"You guys better hope that so called honeymoon phase lasts as long as theirs has." James playfully nudged Jesse with his elbow.
"Honeymoon phase?" Emily scoffed. "They fight like all the time." She slurred, turning her head to find the couple on the dance floor who were giggling as they drunkenly danced with one another.
"Fight and fuck?" Stacie asked in amusement as she raised her glass to her lips.
"Fight and fuck." The younger woman confirmed with a nod, lifting her glass to clink it against Stacie's.
Beca placed her hand at the back of her wife's neck and pulled her closer, leaning into her ear. "Do you wanna go buy us a shot and I'll be over in a second?" She asked loudly over the music.
Chloe pulled away with a nod.
"Hold on." The brunette grabbed onto the taller woman's arm as she reached into her back pocket for money. She handed over whatever she pulled out, not bothering to check how much was there. "Here."
Chloe set off on her way to the bar as Beca headed back over to the table.
"Becaaaa!" Emily sang loudly, holding her hand out to her sister as she walked up to them.
Beca just gave her a funny look but took her hand anyway as she started to look through her purse with her free one.
"What're you looking for?" Jesse wondered.
"My phone."
"Hey uhm Beca? Not to alarm you but it looks like your wife is kinda getting hit on right now." Benji pointed out, nodding over to the bar with a cringe.
Beca whipped her head around so fast it almost snapped off her neck. Her jaw tightened as she saw the dude with his hand on her wife's shoulder, leaning into her ear to tell her something.
"Look alive, Em." Stacie clapped her hands to grab the girl's attention. "Hot guy at 10 o'clock."
Benji furrowed his brow at Stacie with a frown.
"A hot guy who's gonna have a glass over his head if he doesn't take his hands off my wife." Beca said through gritted teeth, dropping her purse on the table before swiftly making her way over to Chloe. "Hey baby, you okay?" She asked sweetly as she appeared at the redhead's side, slipping her hand around her to grip onto her hip.
The man pulled his hand away from Chloe's shoulder as he smiled at Beca.
The short brunette narrowed her eyes at him which immediately made his smile fade.
"Yeah I'm fine, I was just talking to-"
"Just talking huh?" Beca challenged, searching the man's eyes which were a similar colour to her wife's. "I'll save you your breath dude, she's married." She slipped her hand into Chloe's and lifted them up, revealing the taller woman's wedding ring.
"Oh I-" He started but Chloe quickly interjected.
"I'm so sorry." She apologised to him. "Beca." She hissed, dragging her wife to the side. "What're you doing?"
Their faces were centimetres apart just so they could hear each other above the music.
"I'm sorry, did I interrupt your conversation with your new boyfriend?"
Chloe slapped her wife on the arm. "He wasn't hitting on me, babe." She couldn't help but laugh at her wife. 1. Because she's a giggly drunk anyway and 2. Because this was typical Beca. "His name's Chicago, he's in the army!" The woman said in excitement as her eyes lit up.
"Hold up, Chicago? Who names their kid Chicago?" Beca spluttered a laugh.
"Don't be mean." Once again, Chloe slapped her wife's arm making the other woman rub the injured area.
"You're being hella protective over a guy who is so blatantly flirting with your right in front of me. Do you just not tell people you're married or something?" Beca fell back into her little hole of jealousy as she began flailing her arms around.
"Jesus Christ!" Chloe exhaled loudly as she dragged Beca back over to Chicago. "Chicago, hey." She tapped the man on the arm who turned his head and smiled at her. "This is my wife, Beca."
"Chicago." He said, holding out his hand.
Beca just stared at his hand, refusing to shake it so he awkwardly went to pick up his beer instead.
"Yeah, hi, this is my wife and I'd really appreciate it if you didn't hit on her." The brunette flashed him a fake smile as she slid her hand down the small of Chloe's back and let it rest on her ass.
"Oh no-you think? Oh I wasn't hitting on her." Chicago chuckled, resting his arm on the bar as he took a swig of his beer.
"See?" Chloe gave her wife a subtle elbow to the ribs.
Like Beca was going to believe that. She glanced at his left hand and noticed a ring on his ring finger.
"You married?" Beca wondered.
Chicago nodded, admiring his ring with a smile.
"Your wife here?" The woman continued her interrogation which made Chloe roll her eyes, trying to telepathically apologise to poor Chicago.
"Nope." He grinned.
"Does she know you're here?" Beca removed her hand from Chloe to fold her arms instead.
"Oh my god." Chloe muttered at her wife, turning to the side to lean her arms on the bar.
"Nope." He shook his head again.
"I know exactly what you're doing dude so just fuck off away from my girl, your not exactly her type anyway." Beca shook her head in disappointment at the man. She couldn't even imagine being able to cheat on her own wife, it made her sick that people could do such a thing.
Chicago laughed.
Beca was ready to grab that bottle out of his hand and smash it across his annoyingly handsome face before he spoke again.
"But y'know who does know I'm here?" He asked with a raised eyebrow. "My husband."
Beca's eyes immediately widened and Chloe whipped her head around.
"Husband?" The redhead asked in surprise.
Chicago nodded proudly as he adjusted his wedding ring.
"Oh you're gay? Wow I am so sorry...I just didn't-You don't seem like-" Beca awkwardly stuttered over her words.
"Don't seem like your typical gay guy? Don't worry I get that a lot." He nodded with a wink.
"Can we start over?" Beca asked with an awkward laugh.
"Sure." He chuckled.
"Hey, I'm Beca. Chloe's totally not jealous wife." The brunette held out her hand as she chuckled at him.
"Chicago, the dude who totally isn't hitting on your wife." He shook her hand and they both laughed off the awkwardness.
"Babe, do you have my phone?" Chloe asked her wife, leaning into her ear.
"You left it on the table." Beca pointing over her shoulder with her thumb.
"I'm just gonna get it, I'll be back in a second." She announced to the both of them before disappearing into the sea of people.
"Can I buy you a drink to say sorry?" Beca asked Chicago as she rested her elbow on the bar.
"You don't have to do that." He shook his head.
"No, no, I insist. I feel like an asshole."
"I get it, if I were you and it looked like someone was hitting on my husband, I'd do the same." Chicago nodded, placing his hand on Beca's shoulder.
"Chloe who's the guy? He's cute." Emily asked her sister in law when she came over.
Benji exhaled loudly, glancing at his ex girlfriend from the side of his eye.
"Oh that's Chicago." Chloe replied distractedly as she picked up her phone and unlocked it.
"I think we've found the guy you can take to bed tonight, Em." Stacie smirked as she glanced over at Chicago who was still talking with Beca.
Benji felt a reassuring hand on his shoulder and lifted his head to see Jesse giving him an apologetic look.
"Don't bother, he's gay." Chloe said with a shrug, half listening to the conversation as she was typing something on her phone.
"Damn it. Come on Em, we gotta find you a hookup." Stacie got up from the table and grabbed Emily by the hand before leading the younger girl over to the bar.
"I need something stronger." Benji sighed as he picked up his bottle of beer and finished it off.
"I'm so sorry dude, I can talk to Stacie and tell her to calm down with all that stuff with Emily in front of you." Jesse offered.
"Nah don't, she deserves to have fun tonight." Benji admitted sadly as he looked over at his ex.
"You're just gonna let her get fucked by some drunk asshole?" James asked incredulously.
Benji's jaw tightened. The thought of Emily having sex with anyone else made him incredibly jealous.
"How long has it been since you broke up?" James asked.
"3 months."
"Did you at least have your bonus night?" James continued.
"Bonus night?"
"You know, where you have one last night together of just sex after you break up? No strings attached." He went on to explain and Benji shook his head. "Well why not do it tonight? She's obviously just horny, looking for a dick to ride-Ow!"
Jesse cut him off with an elbow to the arm. Emily is like a little sister to him and he didn't like James talking about her like that.
"All I'm saying is that you should be the one taking her to bed tonight, not some weirdo in here." James explained and Benji took a minute to think about it as he looked over at Emily once again.
"He's got a point to be honest." Jesse nodded. "Knowing she's going home with you is much better than worrying about a guy taking advantage of her."
"Right...but I'm gonna need your help Jesse because Stacie most definitely isn't helping." Benji finally agreed with a nod.
"Got it." Jesse gave his best friend a fist bump.
"Hey look what I bought since you completely forgot." Beca walked up to the table holding two full shot glasses, nudging her wife who tore her attention away from her phone.
"Oh yeah!" Chloe giggled in realisation as she took one of the glasses, clinking it against her wife's before they knocked back the shot.
"C'mere." Beca took a seat and pulled Chloe with her, tapping her thigh.
The redhead hooked an arm around her wife's neck as she took a seat on her lap.
The brunette placed a few kisses on her neck before whispering in her ear. "You look so hot."
Chloe flashed her a sweet smile as she kissed her softly on the lips. She slipped a hand between her thighs as she crossed on leg over the other.
Beca pulled away from the kiss as she felt Chloe shift on her lap. "If you need to pee, go." She tapped her on the thigh with an eye roll.
"I don't wanna break the seal yet." The redhead shook her head.
"Well you have a habit of pissing yourself when you're drunk and I'm not having you breaking the seal all over me so come on, you're going." Beca said firmly, pushing her wife's legs off of her. It was like talking to a child but she wasn't joking, there was one too many drunken nights where Chloe had seemingly just forgotten that a toilet was a thing.
James was just sniggering at his sister as he overheard their conversation.
The redhead reluctantly stood up and took her wife's hand before they walked off to the bathroom.
"Benji come with, Emily isn't talking to anyone at the bar, I'll get Stacie away from her for you." Jesse downed the rest of his drink as he stood up.
"What do I do?" Benji panicked as he followed his best friend. He suddenly felt nervous, he hasn't really had a one on one conversation with Emily since they broke up.
"Just be cool, dude, you got this. Do what you used to do when you wanted to sleep with her." Jesse quickly reassured before they reached the girls. "What's up, sexy?" He purred into his fianceé's ear as he wrapped his arms around her from behind.
"Let's dance." He laced his fingers with Stacie and pulled her onto the dance floor, leaving Benji and Emily at the bar.
Benji envied how smoothly Jesse pulled that off.
"You having fun?" Benji asked.
"What?" Emily asked loudly over the music, leaning into him as she turned her head slightly so her ear was facing him.
He boldly took her hand as he leaned in close to her ear. "Having fun?" He repeated.
The woman pulled away with a nod. "You smell good." She smiled as she held onto his bicep.
Benji chuckled down at the ground. She was so drunk but she was the cutest drunk he knew.
"Can I get a hug? I didn't get one earlier." Emily pouted as she held her arms out, taking a little stumble forward which made Benji steady her by grabbing her waist.
"Woah." He laughed before finally nodding, slipping his arms around her to hug her tightly.
Emily hooked her arms around her ex boyfriend's neck and held him close, her body flush up against his.
They both missed this.
"I miss you." Emily slurred into his ear before she pulled away except for one hand she used to start toying with his ear.
"I miss you too, babe." Benji returned sadly. He really did mean it even though he was tipsy, he just didn't know if Emily really meant it too.
"Do you wanna dance?" The 23 year old asked, running her hand down the man's chest.
"Always." He smiled softly at her as she took both of his hands and walked backwards, leading him to the dance floor with a grin on her face.
Benji didn't expect her to start grinding up on him so fast but he sure as hell wasn't complaining as he took hold of her waist.
A couple of hours later.
"Keep it in your pants, Jesus Christ." Beca slurred at her sister who was currently making out with her ex boyfriend while she straddled his lap. They hadn't been able to keep their hands off each other ever since that dance.
"Beca." James called across the table to get the woman's attention before pointing over at the bar.
Once again, there was her wife getting hit on by yet another sleazy guy. This must've been around the 5th guy in the past hour. Now and again Chicago would be close by and step in to help Beca out which she was grateful for because some of these dudes were either way too drunk or just complete assholes.
Beca stood up and marched her way over to the bar, the jealousy threatening to boil over as the guy's hand found its way onto the small of Chloe's back.
The redhead glanced to the side and gave a pleading look as she caught sight of her wife.
"Do you wanna get your hands off of her?" Beca asked, folding her arms across her chest.
"Is this one of those things were you get your best friend over to pretend to be your girlfriend?" The guy asked loudly as he leaned closer to the women.
"I told you that I'm gay. I'm not interested." Chloe removed his hand from her back.
"I'm not pretending to be her girlfriend. I'm her wife." Beca piped up, flashing her ring.
"Prove it." He scoffed.
"Oh fuck off, I'm not kissing her just so you'll have something to jerk off to when you can't get laid tonight." Beca shot back, giving him her middle finger as she pulled her wife away, leaving him dumbfounded. "You're coming with me." She wrapped a possessive arm around Chloe as she lead her to the bathroom.
Chloe loved when Beca got jealous.
"Are you jealous, babe?" The redhead teased under her breath as she spoke into her wife's ear.
The brunette just exhaled loudly as she pulled her wife into one of the cubicles, locking the door before pinning Chloe up against it.
"What's wrong baby?" The older woman teasingly pouted as Beca pinned her wrists at either side of her head. "Do you not like it when I get all this attention from anyone who isn't you?" She smirked.
Chloe was just adding fuel to Beca's jealousy fire and she knew exactly what she was doing.
Beca's chest was heaving as she exhaled loudly through her nose, looking her wife dead in the eye.
"You're my girl, not theirs." The brunette practically growled before she roughly kissed her wife, slipping her tongue into her mouth almost immediately.
She took the redhead's bottom lip between her teeth and tugged on it, making the older woman moan.
Beca dropped to her knees in front of Chloe and glanced up at her with a mix of jealousy and desire in her eyes.
"Beca your nails." Chloe rushed out rather breathlessly as her wife raked the said nails up her thighs.
"What did I tell you earlier?" Beca cocked an eyebrow as she pushed Chloe's dress up past her hips before hooking her thumbs underneath her underwear and slowly pulled them down her legs, never breaking eye contact. "I don't need my fingers to fuck you, babe." She reminded as she pulled her wife's underwear all the way off her legs and shoved them in the back pocket of her jeans.
"Oh god." Chloe rushed out breathlessly in realisation once Beca hooked one of her legs over her shoulder and began licking her way up her thigh.
The initial contact of her wife's tongue on her clit made Chloe arch her back off of the door with a moan.
Her alcohol clouded mind did not give a shit about who could hear her in this very public setting.
The redhead laced her fingers through the brunette's hair, pulling her closer.
Beca glanced up at her wife with hooded eyes as her talented tongue continued the task at hand. She was obsessed with how gorgeous Chloe always looked in this state, her whole body writhing, aching to be touched while those soft moans tumbled desperately from her lips.
It was only Beca who could make her feel like this.
Not any of those assholes trying to hit on her.
Only Beca.
And if anyone even thinks about trying to sleep with her wife, Beca's jealousy gets the better of her to the point where we end up in a situation like this. Beca reminding Chloe that she's the only one that can make her feel like this.
"Babe." Chloe gasped, tightening her grip on her younger woman's hair.
Beca moaned against her wife, knowingly exactly how it drove the women crazy as she whimpered in return.
"Keep going." The redhead's hips were involuntary grinding against the brunette's tongue, seeking that one last push she needed to send her over the edge.
And one last flick of her tongue did just that as Chloe came with a loud moan, her back arching off the door as she went weak at the knees. "Babe, stop." She whined, pushing her wife's head away from her overly sensitive centre.
Beca stood up as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
"You're so hot when you're jealous." Chloe said breathlessly, roughly pulling her wife in for a kiss.
"I'm not jealous." Beca mumbled against the redhead's lips between kisses.
She'd never admit it of course.
The rest of the night was pretty much an alcoholic haze for everyone and they were definitely all going to feel it in the morning.
Emily woke up feeling rough as hell the next morning, closing her eyes again just as quick as she opened them after being blinded from the sun streaming in her window.
Her whole body was sore...like what the fuck had she been doing last night-ohhh…
One of her eyes shot open in realisation as she pulled the sheets off of her to reveal that she was completely naked.
The 23 year old slowly started to vaguely remember things from last night.
"Shit." Emily sat up, pinching the bridge of her nose.
She most definitely had sex last night but that wasn't the problem, it was who it was with that was the issue.
Everyone knows that sleeping with your ex boyfriend just makes things messy.
Benji had obviously woken up first and left which the woman was actually quite thankful for so they wouldn't have to face any awkwardness this morning.
Emily still needed advice though so she quickly climbed out of bed, pulled on some underwear and a t-shirt but before she was about to leave, she quickly searched around the room. "No, no, no. Fuck." There was literally no evidence of them using a condom last night. Oh she definitely needed some advice now so she quickly went to Beca and Chloe's bedroom. "Chloe thank God you're awake." She rushed out in a hushed voice, glancing over at a still sleeping Beca.
"Awake but barely functioning. Are you alright?" Chloe asked in concern at the desperation in her sister-in-law's voice as she groggily sat up.
"I need to talk to you." Was all Emily said.
Chloe looked over at her wife beside her and ran her hand down her back. "We'll go downstairs, I don't wanna wake sleeping beauty."
The two women went downstairs to the kitchen where Chloe made them a cup of tea before they actually sat down to talk.
"I'm in need of like some serious sister advice, It's just about something I'm not totally comfortable with talking to Beca about." Emily admitted as she just stared down at her tea, nervously drumming her nails on the counter of the breakfast bar.
"Sex?" Chloe automatically guessed as she raised her mug to her lips.
Emily raised her head and nodded shyly.
"I know you had Benji over last night, if that's what it's about?" The older woman chuckled.
"It is. I'm pretty sure I slept with him last night-"
Chloe nodded. "Yeah you did. It sounded like you guys went for it pretty hard." She playfully teased but it only made Emily groan in embarrassment.
Well that explains the pain she's in.
"But I don't think we used a condom." The 23 year old cringed and Chloe's playful smile fell.
"You're not on the pill?" The redhead furrowed her brow.
"Not anymore and now I'm freaking out because I can't fucking remember what happened last night." Emily got a little overwhelmed as she began to tear up.
"Hey, hey, Em don't get yourself upset. I'll go get dressed and get you the morning after pill, you'll be fine it's nothing to worry about." Chloe reached across the counter and took hold of Emily's hand as she spoke in that soft, reassuring tone that worked so well.
Emily nodded as she wiped her eyes. "I just can't let what happened last time happen again."
"Wait, what?" Chloe asked with a furrowed brow...
Sorry for the cliffhanger! :D