CHAPTER 13
OKAY, SO…I'VE BEEN AWAY FOR A WHILE BUT NOW I'M BACK. EXPECT A TO SEE THE SEQUEL OF WHAT BECA WANTS SOON, AND A CONCLUSION TO I PROMISE. I'M GOING TO DO BETTER. I JUST HAVE THE SHORTEST ATTENTION SPAN ^^
ALSO, AS A FAIR WARNING, IF YOU DON'T LIKE TO READ ZEE SEXY TIME, FORGET THIS CHAPTER. LOL
Two Months Later-
"I'm glad to see you two again,"Dr. Stein smiled at the two women seated across from him. "How have things been going since last week?"
The two women met each other's gaze, sharing a small smile before speaking.
"Much better," Chloe started, turning her attention back to the counselor. "Since we've addressed the REAL issue…our bond has gotten so much stronger."
"I see," Dr. Stein stroked his beard as he chuckled warmly at the couple. "And just to clarify…what was the issue?"
Beca was the one to speak this time,"Well…between my fear of Chloe realizing I was a scumbag, Chloe's fear of falling IN LOVE with a scumbag, and a lot of other shit that had absolutely nothing to do with ANYTHING…. We just needed to grow a pair and be up front with each other."
"Babe…," Chloe chastized playfully.
"Effectively paraphrased," The senior laughed again."I'm glad to see you two growing more comfortable with each other. The love is there…undeniably. Sometimes, however, self-preservation overshadows all other things. But you ladies have already won. The fact that you two are even here right now shows how much you are willing to do for each other."
Beca's hand found Chloe's in the space between them as they smiled proudly.
Chloe had photos spread across the kitchen counter as usual. In the midst of everything that was going on with her and Beca, art publishers and galleries were practically begging her to send something. They claimed that this could be the break she needs. It could be the exposure she needs to make it to the "big leagues", as so many put it.
She was so consumed in her work…hunching over the counter as she held a small magnifying lens in one hand and a small polishing brush in the other as she applied the final touches…every motion calculated and full of purpose…
She was so consumed that she almost jumped when she felt a familiar pair or arms circle around her waist.
"God, you scared me. I didn't even hear you come in," The redhead laughed as she breathed a sigh of relief.
Beca chuckled as she pulled the artist closer, making their bodies flush against each other. "Sorry, babe. I got off a little early and thought I'd surprise you. That and you're hella sexy when you're working on your pictures… got another show coming up?" The bagger asked as she took notice of the counter.
"Something like that," The artist smiled as she turned around in Beca's embrace, circling her arms around the shorter woman's neck. "I'm trying not to get too excited-"
"YOU? Not EXCITED? What?" Beca smirked, earning an amused eye-roll from the redhead as she continued.
"I'm trying not to get too excited about it just yet, but it's looking pretty promising. One of the managers of Eden Gallery called earlier. They're looking to help me get my OWN showroom in a few of their chain galleries," Chloe gushed, pulling Beca in for a chaste kiss.
Beca grinned at the redhead. She couldn't help it. Excitement was like Chloe's "default setting". Chloe saying she wouldn't get excited was like Beca saying she wouldn't be sarcastic. "That's great, Chlo." She mumbled as they parted, barely leaving space between their lips. "And you SHOULD be excited. You're amazingly talented and it's about time someone noticed besides me and a handful of non-sexist publishers."
Chloe's face softened noticeably as she swooned over the self-proclaimed badass' words. "How did I get so lucky?" She asked softly as she lost herself in the dark blue abyss that was Beca's eyes.
"Luck had nothing to do with it. You're just humble," Beca chuckled at the redhead's cuteness.
"Not about that," Chloe giggled, resting her forehead against Beca's. "I'm talking about you…"
"Oh," Beca's face softened as realized what the artist was saying. She met Chloe's gaze, losing herself in the cloudy baby blue of the artist's eyes, "Well…I still say you're humble. I think I'm the lucky one, here."
Chloe felt a familiar tug in her the pit of her core. Never before had she struggled so intensely to control the urge to take her girlfriend on the various surfaces of her apartment, but now that the brunette had moved in, everyday seemed to get harder. Especially when the woman continued to be so sweet and sexy and supportive…
"Nuh uhn," She teased, pushing the brunette's shoulder lightly as she took a step forward, causing Beca to take a step back.
"Yeah huhn," Beca mocked, playing along. She let the redhead lead her backwards until her knees collided with the cushion of the futon, causing her to fall back with an "oomph". She lifted up on her elbows as she watched the redhead.
"I get where you're coming from, but I disagree," Chloe chuckled, using the argument-avoiding technique she and Beca learned from Dr. Stein. She climbed onto the futon as well, crawling up Beca's body with a grin.
"Why is that?" Beca smirked, her eyes darkening noticeably at the sight.
"Why not?" Chloe husked, biting her lip nervously at the desire in her love's eyes.
A beat of silence.
"You're making it really hard for me to be chivalrous, right now," Beca's eyes flicked down to Chloe's lips, causing her to squirm ever so slightly.
Fuck. Why does she have to do that?
"Then, don't be," Chloe whispered as she leaned down to pepper kisses teasingly along Beca's jawline. Beca's hands fisted Chloe's tee in desperation. She needed to feel Chloe. She wanted all of her. Chloe finally reached Beca's lips again, nipping at them as she continued to egg the brunette on.
"I need you to be anything but chivalrous, right now," Chloe continued, shifting her weight to one arm as she ran a hand lightly up Beca's arm to her cheek, smiling at the familiar feeling of chill bumps under her fingertips as she barely touched the brunette's skin.
Then something happened that never happened before…
"I think I can do that," Beca whispered breathlessly as she wrapped her arms around Chloe's back and rolled their bodies, switching their positions.
Beca positioned herself between the artist's thighs before lowering herself to begin a gentle assault on Chloe's neck. The artist's jean clad hips bucked up into Beca's, putting pressure right where they needed it, but only leaving them both breathless and throbbing in anticipation.
Chloe's hands went to Beca's uniform shirt, making quick work of the buttons. Chloe rejoiced internally when she realized the bagger hadn't worn an undershirt. Her hands ran up the smaller woman's chiseled abs and over her shoulders as she took her time exploring the new territory. Beca took her time, as well. After relieving the artist of her shirt and bra, Beca proceeded to kiss every inch of skin she encountered on her descent down her lover's toned sun-kissed body.
The couple continued their exploration with soft kisses and loving touches… moaning at the feeling of their warm bare bodies pressing together…
When the kisses and caresses became less than enough, Chloe palmed the brunette's bottom as they lined their clits, rocking in sync, holding each other's gaze until they came together... Chloe's hands clawing mercilessly at Beca's shoulders as her eyes rolled back…Beca's knuckles white as she grunted loudly, fisting the sheets… They rode out the high together until they were physically unable to move.
Then they held each other in a blissful silence, smiling lazily in between kisses. Thinking that maybe just maybe vulnerability wasn't such a bad thing.