Author's 1st Note: Woo! It's finally here! :D
Apologies for the super late update. I have two jobs now that have me working 7 days a week, and it's been difficult to find time to write. But I never abandon my fics, so I promise there will always be an update. Sometimes it'll just take a little longer.
I received some comments and messages from you guys, guessing which song they were going to sing, and I was actually kind of happy no one guessed correctly. lol
I have a request for you guys, though. You will find out the song title right away in the first sentence of this chapter, and if you haven't heard it before– or hell, even if you have– I recommend you guys pause to go listen to the song first before you read the rest of the chapter. Maybe even read the first part while listening to it. xD
I wrote out the first part of this chapter to the song specifically and listening to it while I wrote helped me find the imagery.
So, without further adieu, here is the new update!
Hope you enjoy!
"Sex" by Cheat Codes and Kris Kross Amsterdam.
"Oh," Chloe said, her reaction to the song choice less dramatic than Beca's, but she was equally surprised, nonetheless. "I wasn't expecting that."
The opening instrumental played through the speakers and Beca read the title again in her mind.
No way. No. There was no way she was doing this.
The lyrics to the first verse popped up on the screen in front of them and a four bar countdown began.
"I can't do this," Beca said, shaking her head as she looked at Chloe and started to take a step back. "I'm sorry."
Chloe could see the panic in Beca's eyes, "No, wait!" she said, and called out to her. "Beca!"
Beca shook her head again and continued to walk away. She was going to murder Jesse the moment she saw him.
Of course he would pick that song!
Well, screw the hundred bucks. Beca was not going to sing.
"That was unforgettable. I wanna do it again..."
Beca could hear Chloe's voice suddenly come through the speakers behind her and she stopped walking.
"You're crazy like an animal, and I don't want it to end..."
Beca couldn't resist but turn back around. Chloe was actually going through with it.
She was singing.
"Tell me all your dreams and darkest fantasies…" Chloe was staring at Beca with a playful expression and flicked her brows upward. "Ooh…"
What the hell was she thinking?
"Let's talk about sex, baby," Chloe sang, pointing a finger at Beca and curling it. "Let's talk about you and me. Let's talk about all the good things and the bad things that may be."
When Beca still didn't move, Chloe grinned and gradually stepped towards her, timing each move with the pace of the song.
"Let's talk about sex, baby. Let's talk about you and me."
When Chloe reached Beca, she took her hand and slowly pulled her back to the center of the stage.
And Beca let her.
"Let's talk about all the good things and the bad things that may be." They got to the center and Chloe tugged Beca forward, closer to her, and smirked as she sang the last line. "Let's talk about sex. Mmh…"
The instrumental chorus dropped and the crowd roared. Everyone, whether they were in the pool or on the deck, started to dance, and although Beca was mesmerized by Chloe's bold actions, she was also very confused.
"Chloe," she said, eyeing her. "What are you doing?"
Chloe was still smirking and shrugged, "They wanted us to give them a show, right?" She nudged Beca's shoulder with her own, "So let's give them a show."
Okay. This was a very pivotal moment for Beca. As she saw it, she had two options.
One, she could choose to ignore the way Chloe was making every nerve in her body buzz with excitement and turn around to leave the stage.
Or two… she could stay.
She could let loose and sing the obnoxious– but also kind of sexy– song with Chloe and have some fun. Beca could, as Chloe so eloquently put it, "put on a show" for everyone.
Well… if a show was what everyone wanted, then dammit, a show was exactly what they were going to get.
As the cue for the second verse counted down, Beca slowly lifted her microphone to her mouth and the corner of her lips curved as she stared at Chloe.
"That was unbelievable. I wanna do it again," Beca sang, quietly at first, but quickly gaining volume. "I'll eat you like a cannibal," she continued, playfully scrunching her nose and shaking her head to emphasize the line. "You're sweet like cinnamon."
It made Chloe giggle.
"Tell me all your dreams and darkest fantasies… Ohh…"
As the beat took a slow turn, Beca spun around so her back was against Chloe's front.
"Let's talk about sex, baby. Let's talk about you and me," she sang, smirking back at Chloe as she curved and swayed her body from side to side in time with the tempo.
"Putting on a show" was turning out easier to pull off than Beca thought it would.
"Let's talk about all the good things and the bad things that may be."
Chloe seemed to be enjoying Beca's actions, because she was grinning, too, and the thought of that only spurred Beca on. She turned back around to caress Chloe's cheek as she repeated the verse, cueing another instrumental drop and smiling as she separated from Chloe to spin away and dance solo to the beat.
Chloe grinned and joined in on the freestyle session, triggering another loud cheer and applause from the audience as she and Beca watched each other dance. The singing competition was slowly being forgotten as the music carried them to their own little world.
Beca and Chloe sang the following chorus in unison and as the bridge approached, Chloe slowed them both to a stop. She slipped a finger into Beca's pant loop and tugged her forward again, only this time, Chloe could have sworn she heard Beca gasp a small moan when she did.
"Any way you want it, you can have it," Chloe sang, her eyes half-lidded as her hand wandered up to move over Beca's shoulder.
"Talk about sex, baby," Beca ad-libbed.
Chloe snaked her hand the rest of the way to the back of Beca's neck, "Do it on the counter. We'll fuck for hours," and scratched at the base of her skull.
The gesture sent a chill down Beca's spine, and it almost made her forget her next ad-lib.
"Let's talk about sex," Beca shivered. She would loveto fuck Chloe on a counter for hours…
Wait...what?!
"Anyway you want it, you can have it." Chloe's grip tightened around Beca's hair as she continued to sing, and her brow was furrowed.
Beca noticed the change in Chloe's expression. It was almost like she wasn't just singing to Beca anymore. For a moment, it almost felt as though Chloe was telling Beca those things. Like she really meant them.
No way, Beca thought. That couldn't be possible. Chloe had the hots for that stupid Shitaki guy. Not her. This was just part of their show. Their little "performance."
That's what they were doing, right? Just putting on a show? What they were doing and saying didn't mean anything…
Right?
Beca tried to shake the thoughts away and focus on the task at hand, but Chloe was still staring at her with those intense blue eyes, and her hand was caressing Beca's cheek as she continued to serenade her. It was then that Beca realized she wasn't going to able to focus on anything else but Chloe.
"Let's talk about sex, baby," Beca grinned, cueing the final drop before getting completely lost in the moment and twirling Chloe around to dance with her again.
Their smiles were wide as they moved, laughing at how much fun they were having and dancing like there was no one else around them. At one point, Beca held onto Chloe's hand and spun her outwards, using the grip she still had on her to spin her back around and hold her close.
She swayed them back and forth to the song, reveling in the way Chloe's body moved with hers. It was intoxicating and Beca couldn't stop her mind from flashing back to memories of the night before.
As the final verse approached, Beca managed to snap herself back to the moment and twirled Chloe back around so they could face each other as they finished the song together.
"Let's talk about sex, baby," they sang in unison, their eyes glued to one another.
"Let's talk about you and me-e," Beca ad-libbed.
"Let's talk about all the good things and the bad things that may be."
They subconsciously stepped closer and closer to each other as they sang, and by the time they reached the final words, Beca and Chloe were face to face with no space left between them.
"Let's talk about sex," Chloe sang, breathlessly.
"Mmh…" Beca finished, her eyes darting back and forth between Chloe's as she, too, struggled to catch her breath.
Beca couldn't stop herself from flicking her gaze down to Chloe's lips. It was like some invisible, magnetic pull was bringing their faces closer to each other. Beca could feel her heart beating faster and harder in her chest with every gradually inch they moved, but just as Beca's eyelids began to flutter shut, the sound of the host's voice blasting through the speakers suddenly crashed landed her back to reality.
What the fuck are you thinking?!
"Well, how about that! Huh, folks?" the host shouted, and Beca quickly jerked her head back and away from Chloe. "Let's hear it for Beca and Chloe!"
The large crowd erupted with loud applause. It was clear that had enjoyed the performance.
Beca stole a quick glance at Chloe, noting a bright blush on her cheeks, and it made her wonder.
Did Chloe feel the same things she had while they sang together? Or was she just red from dancing around and singing so much? Beca couldn't be sure, but a part of her hoped it was because of the first reason.
After basking in the loud celebration from the audience, the host turned and lowered his mic.
"Hey, on a serious note, though," he said. "That shit was dope. You girls are really talented."
Beca just stared at him. She couldn't process the different waves of emotions that were still rushing through her entire being, let alone respond in a coherent way to his compliment.
Chloe, however, didn't seem to have a problem responding at all.
"Thank you!" she smiled. That stupid, brilliant smile of hers. "That's sweet of you to say."
"I mean it," the guy smiled. "So there's two more singers after you guys. You can go now, but I would stay close by."
His comment was strange enough to bring Beca back to her senses and she looked at him.
"Why's that?"
The host snickered, "Because I'm pretty sure you guys are going to win that hundred bucks."
Before Beca or Chloe could respond, the host spun back around to face the crowd and threw his hands up, "Let's hear it one more time for Beca and Chloe!"
The loud eruption of screams made Beca jump and she looked over to find Chloe smiling and waving them.
Of course she was enjoying this.
Beca rolled her eyes and turned to leave. She needed to get off that stage and get away from the heavy energy still lingering around her. It was starting to overwhelm her.
Beca made it to the last step when Chloe's voice suddenly appeared very closely behind her.
"Beca?" she called, following her down the steps. "Hey, wait." Chloe grabbed Beca's arm and stopped her from going any further. "Where you going? Didn't you hear him? We're totes going to win the prize!"
She was smiling brilliantly again, and Beca chose to ignore the way it made her stomach flutter violently.
"Chloe, he's just the host," Beca said, trying her best to sound indifferent. "I'm sure the real judges were backstage watching us." She shrugged, "We probably won't even win."
Chloe scoffed, "Are you kidding? Beca, we were awesome! Didn't you hear the crowd?" she said, her energy was still beaming and it made Beca chew the inside of her cheek in order to ground herself. "They loved us!"
"Yeah, well," Beca said, shrugging again as she looked away. "I don't really care what happens. I did my part and now that our little performance is over." She looked back to meet Chloe's eyes. "We can go back to hating each other now."
"Beca…" Chloe said, quietly, her brow curving. "Why are you–"
"Now if you'll excuse me," Beca said, cutting Chloe off. "I have to go murder Jesse."
She left with a huff and didn't care how many people she rudely bumped into as she searched the crowd for her target. That little shit was going to pay for what he did.
Chloe sighed as she watched Beca leave. Why did she always have to do that? Every time Chloe felt like they were having a nice moment, Beca always had to back out and ruin it.
With a shake of her head, Chloe left the stage area and maneuvered through the large crowd in search of her Bella sisters. She was sure they were going to have a lot to say when she found them.
"Holy shit! Where did that come from?" Stacie said, gawking at Chloe when Chloe found her and Aubrey on the side of the dance floor. "You guys were sohot!"
"Stacie!" Aubrey snapped. "Are you for-serious right now? That wasn't hot, that was aca-awkward!" She looked at Chloe with a worried expression, "Are you okay?" she asked, placing her hands on Chloe's shoulders. "Did Beca bully you into singing with her?"
Chloe's brow instantly furrowed, "What?" and she rolled her eyes with a sigh as she pushed Aubrey's hands off of her. "No, Aubrey," she said. "Beca didn't bully me into singing with her. We were set up."
"What?" Aubrey asked. "What do you mean?"
"By who?" Stacie added.
"Luke found me by the pool earlier and said that Chicago had a surprise for me," Chloe started to explain. "Then he took me to the stage where he said Chicago was going to sing with me."
"I don't understand," Aubrey said. "So how did Beca end up with you instead?"
"Well," Chloe chuckled. "I guess Jesse must have told her something similar, because she thought she was going to sing with him."
Aubrey still didn't look satisfied with the explanation.
"I still don't get it," she said. "Why would they do that?"
Chloe shrugged, "I don't know," and suddenly found herself getting somewhat irritated by what felt like an interrogation. "But whatever. It was just a performance and it's over now." She looked away, "Let's just forget about it."
"You know what?" Aubrey said, straightening up. "You need a drink," she smiled, looking at Stacie. "I'll be right back. You stay and help Chloe forget about that seriously uncomfortable situation." She patted Chloe's shoulder before leaving them and Chloe sighed through her nose as she watched Aubrey head for the bar.
"Didn't look like it was just a performance."
Chloe stiffened and turned to look at Stacie.
"W-What?" She stuttered. Since when did she stutter?
Stacie's arms were crossed and her brow was arched as she stared back at Chloe.
"You know, you two have been acting really weird lately," she said, lowering her arms and making Chloe gulp as her eyes continued to analyze her.
"What?" Chloe chuckled, nervously. "Weird? What do you mean, weird?"
"Like there's something going on between you two," she said.
Oh, shit. This was not good.
"And for two people who claim to hate each other," Stacie added, "you both seemed pretty comfortable feeling each other up on that stage."
Chloe's jaw dropped, "What!" she yelped. "We weren't feeling each other up!" Was her voice always this high pitched?
"Ha!" Stacie barked. "As if. You two were practically dry humping up there."
Chloe began to panic and shook her head, "You've got it all wrong, Stace. We were just acting."
"Were you?" Stacie asked, taking a step closer. "Cause I don't think I've ever acted like that with someone I hate."
Pull yourself together, Beale, Chloe thought. Don't let her intimidate you!
Chloe scoffed and rolled her eyes, "We were just trying to win the hundred dollar prize, okay?" she said, collecting her nerves and regaining her confidence. "You of all people should know how well sex sells."
Ooh, good one.
Stacie's eyes narrowed. It didn't help that she was so much taller than Chloe. It only added to her intimidating stature, but Chloe used every ounce of focus she had to maintain her self-assured facade.
After a few more painful moments of Stacie's intense gaze, her expression finally softened and Chloe released a breath she hadn't realized she had been holding.
"Fair enough," she said, smirking before her eyes darted to someone approaching from behind Chloe.
"I'm back!" Aubrey grinned, handing Chloe a colorful drink. "What I miss?"
Chloe's eyes were wide as she looked at Stacie, who was still smirking at her, and Chloe pleaded with her eyes for Stacie to not say anything. They both ended up opening their mouths and answering Aubrey at the exact same time.
"Nothing."
"Where are you, you little–" Beca grumbled, spotting Jesse by the bar talking with Benji. "There you are!" She quickly pushed passed the remaining people in her way and practically growled when she reached him.
"Hey!" Jesse smiled, widely. "Well if it isn't my favorite–"
"Can it, Asshole!" Beca grabbed his arm, "You're coming with me."
"Ow!" Jesse shrieked, laughing as he turned to look back at Benji while Beca pulled him away. "If I'm not back in ten minutes, you can have my pet turtle!"
Beca dragged Jesse to an empty balcony and threw him against the railing.
"Are you fucking kidding me, dude?" she snapped. "Out of all the songs in the entire world, you had to pick that one for us to sing? What the hell is wrong with you?!"
Jesse shrugged, "I thought it was fitting."
"Fitting?!" Clearly this was just one big, funny-ass joke to him. The little shit. "For the record, the deal was for me to sing with you. Not her!"
Jesse pouted his bottom lip, "True," he said, innocently. "But I thought you two would sound way better together than you and I would have," he smiled. "Plus, you guys are professional performers." He leaned in and winked, "I knew you'd be able to pull it off for the win."
"What?" Beca said. "What makes you think that we–" She stopped talking when Jesse smiled and pointed towards the stage.
"Alright, alright!" The host was back on. "Who's ready to find out the winners of our karaoke competition? Let me hear you!" The crowd responded with loud "woos" and whistles and Beca felt her throat go dry.
"Okay! I won't let y'all wait any longer!" The host took out a white card from his back pocket and held it up. "The winners of tonight's karaoke competition are…"
Please don't say it. Please don't say it...
"Beca and Chloe!"
Beca flinched when the crowd erupted into the loudest applause yet and her stomach dropped.
Was this seriously happening? Did they really just freaking win?!
"Beca! Chloe! Where you ladies at?" The host asked, holding a hand above his eyes to block out the stage lights as he searched for them. "Come back up to the stage to claim your prize!"
A bright, white stage light began scanning over the crowd and it didn't take them long to spot Chloe.
"There's one!" the host announced, pointing at Chloe and gaining the help of the audience to push her back up to the stage. "Where's girl number two?"
Beca was hiding further away with Jesse in a shaded area. A decision Beca was now really grateful for.
"Thank, God," she said, relaxing. "I don't think they can see me from–"
"Here she is!" Jesse suddenly shouted, waving his arms and pointing at Beca.
Beca gaped at him, "Dude!" she cried, her eyes quickly squinting when the bright light landed on her.
"There she is!" the host, grinned. "Come on up here!"
Beca tried to take a step back, but felt the hands of other crowd members already pushing against her arms and shoulders.
She jerked her body away, "Get off me!" she growled. "I'm going, alright? I'm going!" With a frustrated groan Beca made her way through the crowd and back onto the stage, where she found a grinning Chloe already waiting for her.
"Beca, we won!" she said.
Beca crossed her arms as she stood next to her, "Yeah, I heard."
"Oh, come on," Chloe tried. "Don't be such a sourpuss. We just won a hundred dollars!"
"Pfft," Beca huffed. "Big whoop."
Chloe made a disapproving face, but before she could say anything else, the host moved to stand next to them.
"Congratulations, girls!" he smiled. "How long have you two been a couple?"
Beca's eyes immediately widened, "Wait, what?"
"Oh," Chloe said, shaking her head. "No, sorry we're not– We're just friends."
Beca looked at her, "We are?"
"Oh! My bad!" the host laughed. "Well you two should definitely consider dating," he winked. "You both have great chemistry." He looked at the crowd again, "Am I right?!" After he received another loud roar of agreement from the audience he handed Beca the Visa gift card. "Well, here you go! Hope you guys continue to enjoy your stay on the cruise."
Beca snatched the card from him, "Yeah, thanks," and walked off the stage.
"Thank you so much!" Chloe smiled, giving the host a proper goodbye and waving at the crowd one last time. When she made it down the steps, Chloe was surprised to find Beca still standing there, looking at the card.
"How are we supposed to split this?" she asked, turning the card over in search of an answer.
Chloe waved it off, "Just hang onto it for now," she said. "We'll figure it out later."
Beca shrugged and put the card in her pocket, "Alright."
"I mean, it's not like I don't know where to find you," Chloe said, nudging her playfully.
Beca snickered, "Funny," she said. "You know, I think I'm actually gonna call it a night and head to the room now."
"What?" Chloe said. "Why?"
"I'm just tired," Beca lied. If she were being honest she would have said it was because of the way her body was still buzzing after their. If Beca spent any more time with Chloe that night, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to keep her urges in check any longer.
"Oh, okay," Chloe said, disappointed. "You sure?"
"Yeah," Beca nodded. "Probably best I just go relax."
"Okay…" Chloe looked sad at first, but then a smile quickly spread across her lips again. "Well can I walk with you until I find some of the other girls?"
Beca found her request odd, but she was more surprised to find herself not wanting to deny her, either.
"Uh, sure," Beca said, shoving her hands into her jean pockets. "Okay."
"Cool," Chloe grinned.
They walked out from behind the stage and were faced with the difficult task of maneuvering through the thick crowd again. It was hard enough getting one person through it, let alone two who were trying to stick together.
Beca had been leading the way, but when she turned to move through an opening between the front of the stage and the pool, Beca heard Chloe calling for her.
"Beca!" Chloe shouted, stuck behind two other people. "Wait–" Just as she tried to call for Beca again, her recognizable hand reached towards her, between the strangers, and Chloe smiled as she took it.
Beca held onto Chloe's hand tightly as she pulled her through the other guests. She pulled a little too hard, though, and when Chloe finally made it through, she was yanked forward and almost crashed right into Beca.
"Oh, shit," Chloe said, quickly stopping herself mere inches away from Beca. "Sorry," she laughed. "Thanks for saving me."
Beca snickered, "Not all heroes wear capes, ya know."
"Sometimes they wear leather jackets?" Chloe smirked, tugging the front zipper of Beca's jacket.
Beca shrugged, "Tony Stark wears one," she said, and Chloe laughed.
"Not when he's Iron Man."
"Hey," Beca said, expressing mock offense. "He's still a hero outside of his costume."
Chloe quirked a brow at her at first, but then looked up as she thought about it.
"I guess technically, yes, he is still a hero outside the costume. Fine," Chloe said, the slightest smirk still toying at the corner of her lips. "I'll give you that one."
They shared a laugh, but once silence fell between them, it was then that they realized they were still holding hands.
Beca looked down at the way their fingers had somehow intertwined with each other, and reluctantly, was the first one to let go.
Of course.
"Uh," she said, clearing her throat. "Let's uh, let's keep moving."
Chloe smiled softly, but a disappointed sigh escaped through her nose, "Okay."
Beca turned to keep moving forward and Chloe made sure to walk closely behind her. They only made it a few more steps, before they were approached by a taller, older man, who stepped in front of them with a weird grin on his face.
"Hi," he said.
Beca gave him a disgusted look as she eyed him, "Can I help you?"
"Sorry," he chuckled, his eyes half-lidded and bloodshot. He was clearly drunk or high, or hell, maybe even both. Either way, Beca wasn't inclined to find out which. "I just wanted to introduce myself to you beautiful ladies. Your performance was definitely the best one. I'm glad you both won."
"Thanks," Beca deadpanned, not interested in continuing this conversation. "We were just leav–"
"How would you girls like to join me in my room, tonight?"
Wow. Talk about getting straight to the point.
"Um, no thanks," Beca said, without hesitation. "I'm good."
"Aww," the man pouted, leaning in closer and to the side to look behind Beca. "Well how 'bout you gorgeous?"
Chloe felt safer hiding behind Beca, but this guy was getting a little too close for comfort, so she moved to stand next to Beca instead.
"No, thank you," she answered politely.
"Awh, come on," the man said, still sounding playful, but taking another step forward, causing Beca to grit her teeth. "I'm a nice guy," he said, placing a hand on his chest. "Don't you want to spend time with a nice guy?"
"Dude," Beca said, taking a side step in front of Chloe so she was safely behind her again. "She said no."
Her tone must have triggered something in the man, because his gaze suddenly shifted to a much darker one, and his expression didn't look so playful anymore.
"I don't believe I was talking to you," he said, stepping forward between them and using his bigger body to bump Beca out of the way. "Come on, doll face," he said, grinning at Chloe.
He was close enough for Chloe to smell the alcohol on his breath and it made her stomach churn. When the man then brazenly grabbed her wrist, Chloe knew that the situation had quickly shifted from uncomfortable to dangerous.
"Hey!" she cried, trying to pull her arm out of his grip. "Let go of me."
The man groaned, "It's always the pretty ones that play hard to get, huh?" He grinned again and Chloe yelped when he tugged her closer to him.
"Hey, Asswipe!"
The man turned around and was met with Beca's fist colliding with his jaw.
She punched him hard enough to cause her hand to throb with pain, but it wasn't enough. Beca didn't take his height and overall largeness into account, and her eyes widened with panic when he quickly recovered and grabbed her by her jacket collar.
"Are you fucking crazy?" he said, lifting her up, off of her feet, and dangling her over the pool's edge.
"Beca!" Chloe cried.
The man brought Beca's face closer to his, "If you ever come at me like that again," he said, shaking her. "I will break you in half."
Beca had her hands over his and tried to get them to pry open. She was scared for her life, but at the same time, a flame of protectiveness still overcame her and, in the moment, she couldn't have cared less about his threat.
"Next time keep your filthy fucking hands off her," she gritted.
Yeah. Fuck this guy.
"Let her go!" Chloe pleaded, reaching for the man's arms and trying to pull them down.
Her efforts were no match for his strength, and he stared Beca down hard for a moment before looking at the floor and smirking as he turned to look at Chloe.
"Poor choice of words, sweetheart," he said, following Chloe's request and letting Beca go. He laughed when Beca shrieked as she fell into the pool, and Chloe gasped before bending at the knees to look over the edge.
"Beca!"
Beca's head popped up a moment later and she groaned as she pushed her hair out of her face.
"Asshole!" she shouted, continuing to wipe any remaining water away from her eyes.
"Beca, are you okay?" Chloe asked, her brow furrowed with concern.
Beca coughed a few times and finally opened her eyes.
"I'm fine," she sputtered, moving forward and reaching for the edge of the pool.
"Here," Chloe said, extending her hand. "Let me help you."
Beca decided to actually take Chloe's offer this time took her hand so she could be pulled out of the water.
By the time Beca was on her feet the man had disappeared. The altercation captured the attention of some of the other passengers around them and they looked to Chloe to see if Beca was okay.
"She's okay," Chloe said, rubbing Beca's back with one hand, while the other held onto her arm. "We're gonna go get her cleaned up." She started to lead Beca out of the crowd, but Beca stopped.
"Wait, what?" she asked.
Chloe looked at her, "I'm taking you to our room so you can change and get this chlorine off you."
Beca didn't jerk herself away this time, but she shook her head.
"Chlo, you don't have to escort me," she said. "I can walk there by myself."
Chloe looked at her like she was crazy, "After what just happened?" she said. "No way! I want to make sure you get to the room, safely."
Beca rolled her eyes, "Chloe–"
"You're not changing my mind, Beca," Chloe said, her tone now more serious. "I'm going with you."
There was a part of Beca that wanted to argue back. Cling to that tough girl, "I don't need anyone" act and push Chloe away again. But by this point Beca was angry, and frustrated and overall emotionally exhausted. If Chloe wanted to escort her to their room this time, then fine.
But just this once!
Beca sighed, "Alright, fine." She brought her shoulders up to nuzzle into Chloe's embrace, and the gesture made Chloe smile.
They fought through the crowd together and made their way inside to the elevators.
Beca was the first to step into their room. She had already taken her jacket off in the hallway, finding the wet leather very uncomfortable to move in. Chloe came in after her and shut the door.
"You sure you're okay?" Chloe asked, again, still very much concerned about Beca, which Beca secretly found endearing.
Beca chuckled as she threw her jacket onto one of their table chairs.
"Chloe," she said, turning to look at her. "I'm fine. I fell into a pool, not off a cliff."
Chloe couldn't help but chuckle, "Yeah, I know," she said. "But still. I just... wanna make sure you're okay."
Beca turned around and walked towards the dresser drawers.
"Well, thank you," she said, opening a drawer and removing her pajamas, before turning back to look at Chloe. "I uh… I appreciate it."
Wow. Chloe never thought she would ever hear Beca genuinely thank her for something.
It was nice.
Chloe smiled, "You're welcome."
A slightly awkward silence fell between them then. They had never really shared a tender moment like this one before. It was new and it was nice, but to Beca, it was also very terrifying.
It was time for her to do what she did best.
Ruin it.
Beca cleared her throat, "Okay, well, uh," she started, holding her clothes closer to her and reaching for her towel. "I'm gonna go take a shower." She walked to the bathroom, "You should get back to the party," she said, opening the door. "I'm sure you're new boyfriend is looking for you."
Beca stepped into the room and shut the door, and although her last words weren't said harshly, Chloe still felt slightly stung by them.
Chloe didn't want to go back to the party. She didn't want to find Chicago and spend the rest of the night with him.
No. What Chloe really wanted to do, was something that wasn't supposed to happen ever again.
"Fuck," Chloe groaned, and reached for the door handle.
Beca stood under the warm, running water, resting her head against the tile wall as she relayed the stage performance through her mind. God it felt good singing and dancing with Chloe like that. It was fun and exciting and so, so hot.
It was like their bodies had been made for each other. They fit perfectly together like puzzle pieces and moved with harmony. Beca couldn't understand why it all felt so good.
She was supposed to hate Chloe, not get turned on by her every time they made the slightest bit of physical contact. It didn't make sense.
But Beca was alone with her thoughts now, so… what could it hurt to act on her urges and grant herself at least a little relief?
It wasn't like anyone would find out. Hell, she already got away with it twice at the spa earlier that day, so what was another one or three more times?
Beca lifted her head off the wall and turned so she could lean back against it instead. She gasped and lurched away when the cold tile sent a chill down her spine, but it didn't take long for her body to adjust, and after a moment, Beca slowly lowered herself back onto the wall.
With a comfortable hum, Beca closed her eyes and let her mind wander to memories of Chloe. She thought about Chloe's eyes first. Those bright, brilliant blue eyes that could light up the night. Then she thought about Chloe's dashing smile and how every time she would see it, her stomach would do flips and her heart would race.
Beca's hand mindlessly slid down, over her abdomen as she then thought about every one of Chloe's curves. What it felt like to have them rocking and grinding against her, and how she really wanted to feel them again.
Beca moaned when her hand found what it was looking for, and her fingers slowly dipped down before gliding back up again.
She took her time knowing she had the rest of the night to herself and wanting to make the best of this much needed "alone time."
After a few more meaningful strokes, Beca slid her fingers back up and began to slowly circle them over her most sensitive bundle of nerves.
Her touch sparked images of Chloe from the night before to flash madly through her brain, and her hand began to quicken it's pace.
Beca never thought sex with someone could feel that good. Sure, she had her fair share of one night stands and other sexual encounters, but none of her past lovers could ever amount to the night of raw passion she had experienced with Chloe.
They were aggressive and wild, like animals answering the natural call of attraction. Their bodies had moved to their own accord and there was a fire between them that burned to their very core.
Beca desperately wanted to feel that fire again… but she knew better than that.
Chloe made it clear that the night before had been a mistake and meant nothing, and Beca made it clear that it was never going to happen again.
So with that unfortunate fact weighing down on Beca, her hand began to move even faster.
Stupid Chloe, Beca thought. Everything about her had Beca all twisted up in frustration.
While Beca's left hand continued it's circular motion, she lowered her right hand and slid her middle finger into herself. The fulfilling sensation made her cry out another moan, and Beca bit down on her lower lip in an attempt to muffle herself.
Damn… she really needed this.
Beca bit down harder as more whimpers and cries escaped her and her hands moved as fast as they could. In and out, and all around. Beca had to press her back harder into the wall to hold herself up, and she lifted herself onto her toes as her hips began to buck forward.
Stupid... fucking–
"Chloe!" Beca cried, her eyes shooting open and her jaw dropping in a strangled moan as her body suddenly flooded with waves of ecstasy. "Oh my God," she muttered, her body quivering back down as her hands gradually slowed to a stop. "Fuck."
It took her another moment to catch her breath and she stood under the running water again in hopes it would help her come down from her high.
Beca couldn't help but chuckle and shake her head, "This is insane."
Despite the very successful self-stimulation session, Beca was still pretty pent up and wanted to go for round two. She didn't want to have to hold herself up again, though, and decided that the bed would be a much more comfortable location.
Beca quickly washed her hair and body, careful not to rub the bar of soap between her legs too much in fear of not being able to stop once she did. Once she was rid of the chlorine, Beca turned the water off and stepped out of the stall.
She dried her hair first, choosing to leave it damp before wrapping the towel around her body. She could worry about her hair later, but for now, Beca just wanted to get into that bed.
She opened the door and stepped out into the room, screaming when her eyes landed on a not-so-empty bed.
"Chloe?!" Beca cried, throwing herself back against the door in shock and gripping her towel.
Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit! Had she been there the whole time?
Chloe was sitting up against the headrest on her side of the bed with her legs out in front of her. She was looking down at her phone, but Beca's scream startled her and caused her to quickly look up.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Beca asked, her cheeks suddenly burning at the thought that Chloe probably heard what she was doing in the shower.
But Chloe's brow furrowed, like she was confused and tilted her head to the side as she removed an airpod out of her ear.
"What?"
Oh, thank God! Beca thought. Chloe couldn't hear her. Hopefully this meant she also hadn't heard Beca earlier.
"What are you doing here?" Beca asked, again, relaxing when she felt that she hadn't been busted…. yet. "I thought you went back to the party."
"Oh…" Chloe said, taking her other airpod out and looking down as she played with them in her hands. "Yeah, I thought about going back, but–" She shrugged and looked back up at Beca. "Guess I'm just all partied out."
"Oh," Beca said. "So…" She chewed the inside of her cheek nervously, "Have you been here the whole time?"
Gee, that didn't sound suspicious.
"Yeah, pretty much," was Chloe's nonchalant response, and Beca swallowed. Chloe reached for the airpod container next to her and stuck the pieces inside, "I wanted to relax and unwind, so I got comfortable and listened to music while I played with my phone."
"Heh," Beca chuckled. "Okay, then." Chloe didn't seem to know anything else, so Beca was sure she was officially in the clear.
"But–" Chloe suddenly added, instantly making Beca backpedal on her assumption. "There's also another reason why I didn't go back."
Oh, fuck.
"Yeah?" Beca said, mustering up every bit of courage she had to keep standing there in a towel and make herself seem like she had nothing to hide. "And why's that?"
Chloe looked up at her, "Because…" and her expression was soft. "I wanted to thank you."
Wait...
"What?" Beca asked, confused. "For what?"
"Well," Chloe shrugged, standing up from the bed. "For punching that guy in the face for me." She smiled, "It was a crazy thing to do, but it was also very brave and I realized I didn't really get to thank you for it, so…" She carefully walked closer to Beca and paused when she was just about a foot away from her.
Beca could feel herself breathing faster and she swallowed nervously as she waited for whatever it was Chloe was going to do. It felt like an eternity, but after Chloe's gaze flicked between Beca's eyes, as if she was asking for permission for something, she slowly leant forward, tilted her head slightly, and planted a tender kiss on Beca's left cheek.
Chloe eventually moved back and smiled, "Thank you."
Her gesture was sweet, and sentimental, but it made Beca's senses go haywire. Warning sirens were blaring inside her head and Beca knew she couldn't let this continue.
"I–" she said, knowing she would regret the words she was about to speak, but knowing she had to in order to save herself. "I didn't do it for you." She couldn't even look Chloe in the eyes when she said it, but at least she got it out.
Chloe was quiet at first. Beca thought this meant her comment worked and Chloe would walk away upset, but… Chloe didn't move.
"No?" Chloe said, instead, forcing Beca to look back at her.
"No," Beca said.
Chloe's eyes narrowed, slightly, "Okay," she said, folding her arms. "Then why'd you do it?"
Shit. Beca had to think fast. Having Chloe stare at her like that was seriously not good. Beca needed to get her rude attitude back.
Yeah, that always seemed to work with Chloe.
Beca rolled her eyes, "He was creeping on me too, Chlo. Did you forget?" she said, matching Chloe's pose and folding her arms, as well. "He pissed me off, so I wanted to teach him a lesson for trying to fuck with me."
Okay. That sounded pretty good.
"Really?" Chloe said, quirking a brow. "That's it. You punched a six foot tall brute in the face because he pissed you off?"
Come on, Mitchell. You've got this...
"Yeah," Beca said, confidently.
Chloe stared Beca down for what felt like forever, but then she scoffed and shook her head.
"Unbelievable," she said, taking a step back to lean against the wall.
"What?" Beca snapped, her sassy instincts kicking in.
Chloe glared at her, "You are so full of shit!" she snapped back, angrily, unfolding her arms.
Beca gawked at her, "Excuse me?"
"You heard me," Chloe said, her voice firm. "God you are just soinfuriating, do you know that?" Beca was growing angry, too, her frowning expression evident of that, but Chloe wasn't going to let her speak. "I'm trying to be nice to you and genuinely thank you for something I know you did for me, and you can't even admit it!" Chloe shook her head, again, "Say what you want, Beca, but I knowyou punched that guy because he grabbed me."
Beca's brow furrowed even more, "No, I didn't."
Chloe took a step closer to her, "Yeah, you did."
Beca took a step, too, "Are you calling me a liar again?"
Chloe stopped. The energy between them was changing, she could feel it. There was a flash of something faltering in Beca's eyes and Chloe knew...
It was happening again.
"Maybe I am," she said, matter of factly.
"Okay," Beca said, nodding. "Then say it."
Chloe's brow arched, "Say what?"
"Call me a liar again," Beca said, bitterly, taking one last step towards Chloe, leaving almost no space left between them. "I dare you."
Chloe's chest started to rise and fall at an uneven pace and she couldn't stop her eyes from darting down to Beca's lips.
"What's going to happen if I do?" she asked, quietly.
Warning! Warning!
"Just say it," Beca said, her voice lowering as she leaned in closer. "Find out for yourself."
Chloe stared into Beca's eyes as a smirk slowly curved on her lips.
"Liar."
Author's 2nd Note: Gee... I wonder what's going to happen next. ;)
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