A/N: It's a heck of a ride we're on folks. You guys have been great. Thanks you all so much for the love. This is slightly AU. Rated M Disclaimer: I don't own Pitch Perfect or the characters.

Chapter 36.

He probably won't ever get used to waking up next to Beca. Ok. Well...wait a minute. It's his first time waking up next to her technically and who knows if it will ever happen again. They were drunk. They fell asleep. Nothing worth mentioning.

Albeit...Jesse could be mistaken since he still has alcohol in his system, there was a kiss? A short, chaste kiss, but a kiss that Beca returned nevertheless.

Yeah...so it might have been one of those "I-like-you-a-lot-but-we're-both-drunk" -kiss, but it was different. While she is half lying on his chest, breathing heavily. One hand and one leg draped over his. To Jesse this somehow just feels right having her there.

Beca releases a sleepy moan which vibrates off of his body. Not sure of what this is, sleeping next to her, drunkenly kissing her...He can't just be friends with her, that will no longer do.

He has her in his arms, and the thought of her being in someone else's arms like this kills him. He takes shallow breaths to prevent from waking her. She mumbles, and slides her hand down and under his shirt touching bare skin.

He caressed her back to prevent his mind from wandering. Was it a drunken mistake? Drunken actions are sober thoughts people say. He is pretty sure they both want this.

"I can hear you think," she mumbled in his chest.

"You can't think loudly Becs." He whispers back, a small giggle in his voice.

"I can hear the gears turning and it's annoying." She moved her head slightly to kiss the base of his throat. "I want to stay here a bit longer" she practically hummed.

She started trailing kisses along his neck, moving upward towards his face.

"Beca, what are you..before he can finish, she moved her hand over his crotch.

"Just go with it, Jesse." Her teeth nipped his earlobe and he pulled her closer, so she's straddling his hips.

"Are you sure?" He whispers as his hands make their way down to grab her ass.

"Mhmm" she mumbles kissing him again.

This kiss isn't short or chaste. There is nipping of lips and tongues doing naughty things. And from the way Beca is grinding against his crotch...the feeling is mutual.

He makes quick work of her clothes, and moves away slightly to rid himself of his shirt. He leans down and takes a nipple to his mouth. Her hands tangled in brown locks, holding him close, grinding against him, creating beautiful friction.

The rest of their clothes shed, and before long they are both naked flushed against each other. Beca's hand is traveling down, and his already placed between her legs. She gasped, writhing below him, and when her hand finally reaches his erection, he's close to exploding.

"Beca...wait" he said and pulled back. "I...I want you." She pulled him closer until he's completely buried inside her.

The sensation is overwhelming, and he just revels at the fact they're so close. Touching. Kissing.

"Come on, Jesse" she says, her breath low, and she pushed her hips up, taking more of him in. He draws himself out and pushed himself back in, making Beca gasp.

"Oh god, yes" scraping her nails down his shoulders. Her legs tighten around his waist and they keep their sloppy rhythm. Jesse is chanting her name like he's praying. She is everything right now. He is lost in her.

Beca's moans are more frequent and higher in pitch, he feels her clenching around him, he moves his hand to rub her clit. She yells his name when she comes, he follows closely behind, clinging to her.

They're both slick with sweat, and he's still inside her, not ready to disconnect.

"Why did we wait for this?" She asked.

"Because I wanted to be sure."

"And...are you?"

"Yes, I'm sure now." Both holding each other close. Sometimes it just takes a moment to figure things out.

A/N 2: Thanks for reading! Until next time...stay awesome! xx