"...A little to the-"

"-like," Stacie felt Aubrey's hot breath hit her centre as she sucked again on Aubrey's clit and Aubrey delved her tongue deep into Stacie. Once. One long stroke with a twist as she licked out. Aubrey knew that was exactly what Stacie wanted. No needed. Her. As Aubrey heard Stacie's feet digging, trying to anchor herself to the ground, in the rustle of the sheets. Aubrey looked up and smirked as she watched Stacie's toes curl and uncurl and curl again, digging for leverage on the bed. She knew the answer. Aubrey could taste the answer. But she wanted to hear Stacie tell her. "...this?"

"Fu-fuck... never mind, just yeah-fuck yeah you're good..."

"I know." Aubrey muttered to herself, with a smile. It's not like she had a lot of practice, Aubrey had only been with one woman before Stacie, but that so far in the past.

Stacie panted as her head hit the bed. Any and all pillows strewn about the room, along with their clothes. She squeezed at any flesh her hands were currently on. Needing to at least touch Aubrey with her hands if she was in too much ecstasy to continue to be touching Aubrey with her tongue. Her arms looped around Aubrey's hips as Aubrey licked deep into her again.

"Fuck... fuck... hmmm Aub ye-yeah yeah yeah fuck like... yeah yeah ohhhhhh fuck... fuck Aub..." Aubrey moved her mouth away again. Barely. Her breath hit Stacie's skin through a smile, as she heard Stacie's own breathing sucking in faster and faster and shallower and shallower. Aubrey knew exactly where those sounds coming out of Stacie were headed. Stacie not being able to even hold her because as Stacie puts it Aubrey would have fucked her limbs to death. And Aubreys never sure how to take that sentiment. Because before Stacie she wasn't into cuddling and snuggling once she was through with sex, at least not with Uni, but then Stacie happened. And yeah she would like to kiss and cuddle and snuggle when they're through. And she does. Only sometimes, a lot, a fair bit, Stacie says she can't physically move her arms or legs and she feels a good quiet numb all over. Okay maybe Aubrey was a little proud that she could fuck Stacie into a blissful oblivion. Aubrey smirked as she moved up on her arms. A little. Further away. Aubrey smiled down with a proud sense of accomplishment at Stacie's writhing hips. Smiled as they bucked off the bed towards her. Wanting her. "Fuck Aub, please," Oh yeah Aubrey liked that, the whine, the sound of Stacie begging. "please don't-don't stop..."

"Damn..." Aubrey spoke low. Almost really just to herself. Looking at how beautiful Stacie was below her, how happy that made her, this day, she could do this day every day.

In bed.

In bliss.

Together.

Always.

Was that scary?

The always part. Maybe. In a good way?

She looked down at long beautiful tanned legs, and knew. Just fucking knew there's no where else she would rather be. Fuck there was that feeling again, but now she didn't wanna push it away. Aubrey would happily let herself fall in love with Stacie. Ha, like she could even stop it happening. She had been blocking it out for too long. She knew there was like, potential? That she could fall in love with Stacie. Because fuck! Look at Stacie, but she knew, she's not dumb, that it had started out as lust. Pure. Lust. And it was all so easy. Maybe now was the time to just fucking admit that it was happening. Had happened. Aubrey had dove in heart first, against all her better judgement, because she needed someone to support her, not that she would admit that. Ever. That support had always been Chloe. But she couldn't rely on her forever. Right? Stacie got to know her in ways only Chloe did, and she felt that dread. The oh fuck this person could make me happy forever, and I would be totally down for that. And she was. Even if it terrified her.

But something that terrifying had to be good.

Right?

An image of them, her and Stacie, somewhere down the line clicked into Aubrey's mind, it was a fuzzy image, all images of her future were fuzzy. Aubrey liked to be in total control but it was, and she knew this, out of the always there ever present feeling of not being in control of anything outside of herself but it was there, a fuzzy image and they were there? Where? She couldn't see that, again fuzzy, but they were there, where ever there was, together.

Her and Stacie.

Older.

Together.

She felt a wave of what future her felt for Stacie, and it was somehow stronger than the trickle of falling for her she was feeling now. So much more. So much stronger.

It was all consuming.

Click.

Another image came into view. Down like a view-master. An image of a young girl, with Stacie's long dark locks, and there she was, they were, on a couch cuddled up, the three of them. Three of them. Yeah. What? How did that make her feel? Good right. Scared. Scared was good.

Click another image, this time the girls a little older, not much and she's holding Stacie's hand, and she's what? Beside them, yeah, she can feel herself there. She's pushing a stroller and there's a little blonde boy sitting in it. Giggling. He's waving his hands and gurgling baby nonsense, and she looks across and Stacie's older again, more beautiful, somehow, and smiling at her. Says her name with affection, leans over and kisses her, light, polite.

Aubrey is broken out of the fuzzy future as she hears her name said with need above her, now. Her name wrapped messily in a moan, a plead.

But she could see it, that fuzzy future, and she liked the longing feeling she was getting, she could want that with Stacie. Aubrey had always wanted that. Aubrey had a big enough family and always wanted that herself, something she had only shared with Chloe. It was something she knew she needed and what Chloe never wanted. A big family. She knew Chloe, down the line, would change her mind though. She knows she knows Chloe better than Chloe knows herself, and that was Chloe in pain speaking and not wanting to bring children into the world to experience the shit she had been through. Chloe would re-evaluate her stance, and change it. She knew. Chloe had so much happiness to give, just like her and Stacie could. Fuck. She really was in love with her. Already. Deep. Aubrey felt herself become whole. Stacie slid two fingers into her.

"Aub..." Stacie pleaded in the shape of her name.

"Fuck." She swiped her fingers over Stacie's clit, slow but with increasing speed. Stacies breathing was fast again. She felt, no, Aubrey knew Stacie was close. Close to that bright white light and Aubrey would have to, want to, hold Stacie until she came back to the world.

"Fuck oh God don't stop fuck," Stacie cried out as her own fingers worked in Aubrey faster and faster, matching Aubreys speed. "...that's-th-fuck-God-Aub..." Stacie couldn't even think as Aubrey licked back deep into her, her fingers never faltering, pressing down hard and fast on her clit. Aubrey turned her head to the side, kissed along Stacie's sticky thigh and back until she licked deep into Stacie again.

"Stace you taste so damn..." Stacie could feel the words being spoken into her, Aubrey just moving her head a little way from her, each breath caressing Stacie. "...exquisite."

"Exquisite?" Stacie opened her eyes and her own fingers stilled and slipped out of Aubrey. A small smile spreading over Stacie's serene face as she licked them thinking the same thing about Aubrey, but it had just sounded funny. Aubrey sat up, across Stacie's chest. She ran her hands up Stacie's thighs, past where she knew Stacie wanted her fingers and left them, her hands, resting on Stacie's abdomen. "Oh Aub I'm just playing," Stacie wandered her hands up Aubrey's back, pushed a little, playfully. Wanting Aubrey spread across her again. "Please..." Another roll of her hips up off the bed. Aubrey's hands remained firm. Stacie's smile forming into a mock pout.

"I want-" Stacie's hands grabbed Aubrey's ass, a firm squeeze. Hers. Cutting off Aubrey's words and instead a guttural sound of pure need came out of her. Aubrey turned to face Stacie, sitting across her chest. She needed to see Stacie. "Ohhh!" Stacie pulled Aubrey down and she fell back a little, but swiftly stretched her arms out as Stacie wasted no time flicking her tongue out over Aubrey's clit. "fuck... I-I want," Aubrey gasped, sucking in air at the feeling of Stacie's tongue. Fast. "...Suck... Oh fuck Sta-" Stacie curled her arms tighter around Aubrey's thighs as Aubrey tried to move back, the feeling of Stacie's tongue on her too intense, but Stacie pulled her in closer. "Ohhhh fuck Stace that's Stace..." Aubrey panted as Stacie slowed. "Stace..." Slower still as she ran her tongue down Aubrey. Opening her. "Stace..." Licked into her. Deep. "ahhhh fuck y-y-Stace-just fuck..." Stacie's tongue curled out. Aubrey forced her eyes open, she wanted to see Stacie and fuck if Stacie wasn't an absolute vision. Hair splayed out in light curls, framing emerald eyes that bore into her own. No. Saw deeper. Saw her soul. Stacie licked back up Aubrey's pussy, eyes never leaving one another, the air shifted, from fun to what? No it was still fun, lust filled, but a drop in Aubreys stomach, like the feeling when you're about to drop off to sleep, maybe you have, briefly, and then you wake with a sudden but big jerk and you're more aware and awake than you can even fathom. Stacie flicked her tongue over Aubrey's clit again. It brought a faint sense of Aubrey's normal reality back, but she was still suddenly seeing the world through a brighter hue. "suck my-" and then Stacie did as instructed, sucked on her clit. Hard. "y-yeah that's-yeah fu-fu-fuck-" Stacie held Aubreys hips tight. One of Aubrey's hands went to Stacie's hair, pulled her, jerked her head into her. Her fingers twitched, tried to not dig and twist but they scraped at Stacie's scalp, as she bucked up from Stacie's chest, violently, as Aubrey's eyes squeezed tight shut and Stacie's face was soaked. Aubrey's thighs quivered. Again. And again. Aubrey came for the countless time that day. "...fuck fuck ohhhhh..." Glorious. Aubrey felt glorious. Being covered in Aubrey's sudden flood of wetness made Stacie feel warm in the pit of her stomach and wet where it counted and so close to cumming herself. Then she heard a slam. Something being thrown and hitting a wall. What?

"Aub... Is that Chloe back already?" Aubrey looked down, blinking hard to regain the colour in her world out of the bright white light that Stacie's mouth had flung her with precise precision into.

"Ugh..." Aubrey panted, confused. "Excuse me?"

"I think I just heard Chloe's door."

"You've done nothing Chloe nothing, Beca's just..." Aubrey rubbed Chloes back where she sat next to her, crossed legged on the couch. She took the glass of wine from Stacie before Stacie sat on the arm of the chair and curled her arm around Aubrey, she kissed the top of Aubreys head, pulling her back into her chest.

"Here."

"Mmmmm thanks." Aubrey took the glass offered to her by Stacie, took a sip, and leant her head backwards until their lips met. Perfect. Aubrey loved how they felt, wanting to turn around so she could kiss Stacie properly but now wasn't the time. It certainly wasn't the place, in front of a heart broken Chloe.

"I met her the same day Bree met you." Aubrey watched Chloe's eyes on Stacie. Red rimmed eyes. "And look at you two. You're so..." Chloe finished off her drink. Poured another one. A gulp. "...happy." Chloe sniffed. Her eyes moved between Stacies to Aubreys. "Why can't me and Bec…" A sob formed but was held in at the mention of her name. "You moved in. You're so clearly in love," Aubrey smiled, small, to herself, not knowing that her smile was matched by Stacie's. Stacie smiled as she looked down at the top of Aubrey's head, and knew that what Chloe had just said was true. They were. Right? In love. They hadn't said as such but now Chloe had it was out there. In the ether. A fact. "how come me and..." Chloe took a gulp of her drink in place of saying Beca's name, she knew she wouldn't be able to hold in a sob this time "...how couldn't... why can't we have an ounce of your happiness? What's wrong with me?"

"Chloe," Aubrey levelled her gaze at her best friend. "...you're far too good for her."

"Awes." Chloe dead panned, as she took a few long gulps almost finishing off her glass.

"Chloe... you are." Aubrey needed to get through to Chloe. "You're..." Aubrey didn't have the words. Aubrey wanted to wrap her arms around Chloe, and hug her friend tight. Show her how much she loved her. Show her how much she didn't need Beca, that all Chloe needed was her.

"Well that's just a standard thing to tell someone," Chloe finished her glass and poured herself another. "but thanks for the sentiment."

"You are though!" Aubrey repeated. "She's a fucking piece of fucking shit fucking-"

"-You thought that about her anyways-" Chloe interjected.

"-head case-"

"-Aub!" Stacie tried to calm, soothe.

"-And I was right!"

"I wouldn't say that Aub." Stacie said.

"Well I did and I would say it again. She's fucked up to be treating you like…" Aubrey didn't want to say, usually yeah she would but that was before she was right. When she was just warning Chloe away from Beca it was okay, but to actually be saying I told you so just was too far. She wanted to protect Chloe from this heartache. Not rub it in her face. She wanted to make Chloe happy. Should be simple. Right?

"Shit. You can say it. She's been treating me like a dirty little secret-"

"-What? Chloe, what's been..." Aubrey sighed, felt Stacie's arm around her tighten. "Chloe..." Aubrey wasn't stupid, but she didn't exactly know the details of what had transpired between Chloe and Beca. And she blamed herself. The last time Chloe had gone through this she had been too preoccupied with her own fucked up relationship going south, and had sworn she'd never let it happen again. But it had. And where was she? "What did she..." She had tried to protect Chloe but this time she had been too preoccupied once again with being happy in her own relationship with Stacie, and keeping that together, sure at first she had poked her nose in but that didn't sit well with Stacie, and somewhere along the line Stacie became her priority. And it killed her. She could have prevented this. She took a drink. "What did Beca do...?"

"Like exactly?" Aubrey shrugged in response. Chloe rolled her eyes, it all sounded so stupid, everything she thought of saying just didn't sum up how bad she felt or how she felt so justified in how bad she felt. Beca had what? Exactly? They had kissed, made out a few times, then they had fucked. And that's all it seemed to be. Just a fuck. Nothing more. But it was. It was so much more to Chloe. She poured her heart into Beca. But it was just a fuck. They hadn't made any promises to each other. Chloe had thought there was more to them than there clearly was. Chloe had been some alt-girls college experiment, and that was it. "I-we-... I-I let her use me, Bree, I totally, I-I dunno I thought... that maybe we had, could have had what you two have and-and I let her Bree I totally let her so… what-what does that make me?"

Aubrey's heart broke. She wanted to say something comforting but her throat felt thick. Blocked. What could she possibly say to make Chloe feel like Aubrey knew she should. Like she matters. And Chloe does. Aubrey couldn't imagine a world without Chloe. Not hers.

"Don't. Just don't, you're amazing." Chloe's eyes swelled at Stacie's use of the word, the last time she had been called amazing was by Beca. And she heard the word over and over in Beca's cadence as Stacie continued. "Chloe, you wanted to believe she was genuine. Fuck I thought she was too, I wanted, I want." Stacie ignored Aubreys hard look, signed a little in response to the look, a small roll of her eyes." I want you two to work it out and find that... happiness. I do. But you've got to talk it out with her."

"No she doesn't!"

"Yeah Aub she does."

"No. You heard her, Beca used her. Chloe's not going anywhere near that little-"

"-Yeah Aub she-."

"-Don't I get a say in this?"

Aubrey entwined her fingers with Stacie behind Chloe's head where they had settled with Chloe between them on the couch.

Chloe lent down, grabbed a bottle of wine, and refilled her glass. Again. Took a long drink, and topped her glass up again before putting down the bottle, with a wobbly clink as it hit an empty bottle next to it on the floor.

Stacie rose to get a drink of water, their chatter had died down a while ago and the alcohol they had all consumed made their heads swim. And Stacie didn't want to suffer a hang over the next day. Sunday or not she wanted to be up early to go to the farmers market with Aubrey, and if either one of them had a major hang over she knew that wouldn't be happening.

She returned with two bottles in one hand and one in the other.

"Let's head up?" Stacie turned off the lights.

"Stace..." Aubrey whispered over the back of the couch. "Stacie. Bring a blanket, she's fallen asleep."

"Sure you just don't wanna wake her? Take her up?"

"No no just bring over a blanket," Stacie placed the bottles of water on the floor and went back to fetch a blanket. "...she looks too peaceful to wake."

Stacie returned and draped the blanket over Chloe and lent over the couch, capturing Aubrey's lips in an awkwardly positioned kiss. Stacie's chin bumped awkward with Aubrey's nose. It felt funny but Aubrey liked the way their mouths met. Wrong. But their kiss was so right. In an appreciative, what a great best friend you are and I admire that quality in you kiss. But as always Aubrey tried to continue it, deepen the kiss, turning her body up off the couch, her hands had leverage to roam over Stacies tight red shirt. Stacie giggled into Aubreys mouth. She wasn't having any of that with Chloe asleep beside Aubrey. But she appreciated the effort of Aubrey anyways. Aubreys audacity to try anything right there in the living room.

"Let's go up." Stacie offered Aubrey her hand, but Aubrey pulled Stacie down. She fell a little, the alcohol hitting her balance. Or lack of because of the alcohol.

"Compromise?" Aubrey scooched forward and motioned for Stacie to sit behind her. Aubrey moved a little more forward, but not much as she didn't want to wake Chloe, as Stacie settled behind her. Aubrey turned her head and kissed any bare skin that her mouth could find, then she snook her hand firmly around Stacies head, threading her fingers in her hair, tugged and brought Stacie's mouth to hers. Aubrey pushed her tongue straight past Stacie's smile. Stacie gasped as Aubrey kissed and kissed her, tongue filling her mouth. Stacie's hands went straight down the front of Aubrey's tank top in response.

"Shhhhhh." Stacie whispered at Aubrey squeak in surprise breaking their kissing.

"Sorry just wasn't expecting..." Aubrey gasped at the contact, Stacie's hands gave a firm squeeze of her breasts.

"Really? What were you expecting when you kissed me like that?" Aubrey turned to kiss Stacies cheek. Chaste.

"Thank you."

"For what?" Stacie whispered into Aubreys ear making her shiver.

"Being here for her." Aubrey turned her head, awkwardly, but she needed to taste Stacie again, always did, always wanted Stacie. Tongues wet and sticky in each others mouths as they kissed lazily. Aubreys hands wandered up over Stacies legs where they wrapped around her. Close. Tight. Comforting. Hers.

Stacie held her close, one hand dipping down over Aubrey's twitching stomach, the other still squeezing and flexing her fingers at her breasts. Aubrey's breathing painfully shallow, trying to control each breath in. Each breath out.

Aubrey continued her ministrations up Stacies legs, up her thighs, scraping with her nails, as she turned a little in Stacies grasp pushing her hands further until they wandered over Stacies very short shorts at her centre.

"Let's just go up." Stacie whispered but Aubrey shook her head as she tried to keep in her smile. Trying to look stern. Serious. "Don't start what you can't finish..." Stacie warned, but Aubrey couldn't help but smile at Stacie's tone.

"Who said I wasn't going to finish what I started?" Aubrey whispered back. Stacie gave her an incredulous look and was met with a cheeky sparkle in Aubrey's eyes. Aubreys big wide smile made Stacie melt. "She's asleep..."

"Aub..." Stacie warned again, as Aubrey's fingers dipped down to the flimsy material of Stacie's shorts. She could feel the heat radiating from Stacie. Pushed on the shorts, down, felt how damp Stacie was and rubbed her through them. Teasing. Wanting to move them a little to the side, just enough for her fingers to be coated with Stacie's wetness but she was enjoying the movement of Stacie's hips grinding against her. Stacie surged forward to take Aubrey's lips, to stop her own moan. Her own whimper at the feeling of Aubrey's long slender fingers against her, wanting them to be inside her. Stacie gasped into Aubrey's mouth. Aubrey's mouth not able to contain, to swallow the noise, what with smiling at Stacie's reaction. But as much as Aubrey tried Aubrey couldn't tease her long, she couldn't take the teasing herself and began to kiss Stacie again as she dipped one finger under the flimsy material, slipped it straight into Stacie, a moan, hers, Aubrey moaned at the feeling of Stacie, at the feeling of doing this on the couch, her head swam, light, she curled her finger, she could feel Chloe curled up behind her and it made it all the more exciting, thrilling, she bit her lip but another moan escaped as she pulled her finger out. Her finger spreading Stacie's wetness up, around her pussy, then a small light touch, a brush over her clit.

Stacies lips stilled against Aubrey's, hearing movement beside them.

"Shit sorry guys I'll... guys I'm...I-I'm sorry..." Chloe said with her eyes half shut as she moved to get off the couch, "I'll go-" but was stopped by Aubreys hand on her arm.

"-Don't..."