Here I am! With an angsty oneshot about Bechloe! Oh! This story is dirty so you've been warned, but I know you guys are dirty little birds and you like it, so here it is; a story filled with nothing but Bechloe smut. Enjoy!
A/N: this is set post PP3 and note that I HAVEN'T WATCHED PP3 YET, seeing PP3 comes out this Thursday in Brazil, so if there's a detail that's not correct, please don't tell me, I'd like to find out for myself, thanks! :)
It wasn't easy dating someone from the army, that much Chloe knew. Her own grandfather, Bernard "Bennie" Beale had been in the army himself, and her grandmother had talked about how lonely the winter nights could get, especially without her husband to warm her up.
All the FaceTiming was driving her roommates, former Barden Bellas Fat Amy and Beca, completely insane. So they'd often ask Chloe to lower the volume on her computer or close the door.
Chloe was currently sitting in front of her computer waiting for Chicago to call her. It was their 6 month anniversary and they had a FaceTime date set up. Only Chicago was taking too long to call her.
Chloe sighed and rested her elbow on the desk and rested her left cheek on her left hand, groaning.
"Hey Chlo, may I borrow your horrible green nail polish? Thanks," her roommate, Beca, excused herself without knocking and make her way to her desk, looking through Chloe's nail polish collection.
"If it's horrible, why do you want it?" Chloe asked with annoyance in her voice.
"I need something to mark my underwear to stop Amy from stealing it. She's been stealing them and she's ruined three of my cute pairs!" Beca said.
"What?! Why?" Chloe said, trying to contain her laughter.
"She says she got a job trying to fit into them, she gets 50 if she doesn't rip them and 100 of she does, it's weird," Beca said with disgust written all over her face.
Chloe scrunched up her face at the mention but shook it off. It was Fat Amy after all.
"So, why do you need my nail polish again?" Chloe asked.
"I got a few new thongs and I don't want them ruined," Beca said.
"Oooh thongs? I thought you weren't going out with Theo?" Chloe frowned.
"They're not for Theo," Beca said. "You've started biting your nails again,"
Beca gave Chloe a suggestive wink and the redhead frowned in confusion again. When she heard the ringing from the computer though, Chloe jumped and grinned widely. She answered and smiled when her boyfriend's face came onto the screen.
"Hey babe! Aw you look so gorgeous!" Chicago's voice filled Chloe's heart with happiness and excitement.
"Thanks babe! Happy 6 month anniversary!" Chloe said.
"Chlo, 6 months is not an anniversary, if it's anything, it's a monthversary," Chicago said.
"Aww you're so smart," Chloe said. "How is Israel?"
"Um, I'm in Iraq, babe," Chicago seemed uncomfortable with correcting her but this seemed to happen too often.
"Sorry dude, she failed Maps," Beca appeared onscreen and offered him a sympathetic look.
Chicago laughed and waved.
"Hey Becs! How's my favorite DJ slash music producer?" Chicago asked.
"Not too bad. Happy monthversary, by the way," Beca said.
"Thanks," Chicago smiled and nodded.
"I'll leave you to it," Beca said to Chloe before leaving and closing the door.
Chloe had a glass of champagne while Chicago just watched and pretended to make a toast with her. Unfortunately he had to leave soon, there was an emergency.
Chloe always lied to herself, saying speaking to Chicago once every 3 or 4 days via FaceTime was enough. Seeing him every few months, that was enough too she told herself. She tried so hard to make herself happy, she couldn't. There was something missing and she tried to ignore it.
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It was later that night that Chloe was tossing and turning in her bed, thinking about Chicago. Now if he'd been here, they'd spend this night wide awake, finding new ways to reach orgasm, making sure their 'monthversary' had been well celebrated.
Chloe sighed as she rubbed her legs together to try and created some friction. She then turned on her back and shut her eyes, pictured that dazzling smile, those amazing blue eyes and those strong muscles only heavy workouts only the Armed Forces could provide.
Her right hand slid down her pjs, found its way into her shorts and into her underwear, finding her clit. With a touch, she had herself gasping for more. She bit her bottom lip and used her other hand to grope her breast, always keeping her man in mind.
Chloe's right hand entered her with two fingers and she gasped again, biting her lips to stop herself from moaning. She then started a steady, quick pace and moaned quietly.
Just as she picked up the pace, she arched her back when her left hand pinched her nipple. Her orgasm was approaching, slowly but it was approaching.
Chloe's right arm was starting to ache and she was starting to get way too sweaty for her own liking. She waited and waited.
But nothing.
She couldn't come. She just couldn't. She couldn't bring herself to orgasm.
It happened all the time. She couldn't blame herself, she had one person to blame. It was all because of her.
Beca Mitchell.
-Flashback-
It was merely the beginning of the senior year. Chloe and Aubrey were finally the captains of the Barden Bellas after 3 very hard years.
Sure, they were alone, had to rebuild the Bellas' reputation, get girls to join the team and win the ICCA's.
Phew!
That was when Chloe met Beca. She had an 'I don't care' attitude, very well-placed tattoos, too much eyeliner, heavy makeup and an amazing amount of cleavage.
She didn't say her name, of course, but Chloe was happy to encounter with her weeks later in the communal showers — thank God for that!, Chloe had thought.
As Chloe shamelessly checked the young freshman out, she was forced to be reminded that she was there with someone already. So she left, not before saying, "See you at auditions!".
And she knew the young brunette would be there. And she was. With even more cleavage! Oh how Chloe loved it.
During hood night, after a heavy makeout session with her shower boy, Chloe was actually drunk enough to take Beca home.
Sure, they had already seen each other naked, that much they knew. But being able to touch, kiss, suck on, nibble on, squeeze, pinch and explore each other's hot bodies had been a wonderful experience.
As Chloe flicked at Beca's engorged clit with her tongue while she pumped in and out of her soaking wet cunt with three fingers, listening to the girl moaning in pleasure while her short excuse for nails dug into her back, she wished she'd never stop. Her own cunt throbbed with need, she needed to be touched herself.
Beca reached her first orgasm pretty soon, Chloe was proud to say. Her second and third orgasm weren't far behind. Of course, she was still twitching when Chloe pulled away.
When it was her turn, Chloe beat the girl's record by orgasming five times, each as intense as the next, bringing stars to Chloe's eyelids. The shorter woman knew what she was doing and she did it well. Her ability to multitask was off the charts, she kept saying it was due to her years of being a DJ.
They had sex until the wee hours of the morning when they finally tired themselves out. Sleeping was easy, except for the fact that they woke up at 7 for Bellas rehearsals.
For the remainder of the year, they only found pleasure in each other. Sure, masturbating brought them to climax too but it wasn't the same. And it didn't take long for the two to only be able to orgasm when having sex with each other.
It wasn't a major problem until Beca mentioned her interest in Jesse, the Treblemaker.
Beca and Chloe had been lying in bed, naked, after endless rounds of sex, which totalled 14 orgasms.
"So, you wanna ask him out?" Chloe asked.
"Yeah, would you be okay with that?" Beca asked. "I wouldn't be breaking your heart, would I?"
"No! Of course not! Beca, I'm not in love with you, you're obviously not in love with me, we just–" Chloe sighed. "We just need each other sexually, that's all,"
"Oh, good," Beca said before turning to her side to look at Chloe. "You know, I noticed I can't come when I masturbate, only when we have sex. I hope I can come with Jesse,"
"You will because you like him," Chloe assured her.
-End of Flashback-
Chloe got up and walked towards the door, groaning as she did. She was wet, soaking, her cunt was throbbing but she couldn't orgasm. She walked out of the room and into the bathroom. She got the water running and put both hands on the sink. She then closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
It's just stress and nerves, Chloe, that's what it is. There's no reason to wake Beca up to scream at her, Chloe told herself before nodding.
"I'm right; I can bring myself to orgasm. I can it, I can do it," Chloe told herself as she looked at her reflection. She then used her right hand again, going into her shorts, using her index and middle fingers to circle her already throbbing clit, making the other hand grasp tightly at the marble countertop.
Chloe opened her mouth and moaned shamelessly, for that felt so good. She continued her ministration, making herself even more aroused before she entered herself with those same 2 fingers. She started pumping them in and out slowly, feeling her orgasm approaching more surely this time.
Chloe bit her lips and moaned, hoping her body would bring her the sweet relief this time.
But it didn't. She was right there but the orgasm didn't wash over her like it used to. It didn't bring her crashing over the edge, it instead left her on that edge for what seemed like forever. She then stopped and let out a long, frustrated groan. She didn't care if the other girls woke up, she wanted them to hear. Particularly Beca.
It was then she remembered something like this happened to Beca a while ago.
-Flashback-
Chloe was sad to see the sex between her and Beca end but it was no big deal. For a few months, she was satisfied not having sex with anyone, she was happy that way.
And it was a strange Saturday night — morning actually, it was past 3 a.m. when Chloe got a knock on her door during summer break. She had been staying with her parents, she didn't exactly expect someone to knock, everyone had a key.
"Who is it?" Chloe asked, standing outside the front door.
"Beca,"
Chloe frowned.
Sure, Beca knew her parents' address, she'd been texting Chloe since classes ended and the redhead announced she'd intentionally failed Russian Lit to continue on the Bellas.
Chloe opened the door and saw a sweaty, red cheeked, hysterically crying, frustrated looking Beca. Honestly, she looked like a mess.
"Beca? What are you doing here?" Chloe asked.
"I wanna say fuck you, Chloe," Beca said. Chloe expected her to sound or be drunk but she was not.
"What?" Chloe was more than surprised.
"I can't have a normal sex life with Jesse! Ever since we stopped sleeping together I stopped having orgasms. Not one!" Beca said.
"And that's my fault?" Chloe asked.
"Yes! If we never had sex in the first place, I'd be able to have sex with my boyfriend," Beca said. "And I wouldn't be here right now,"
Chloe crossed her arms and still offered Beca a confused look.
"Because God I need to come, I need it so bad," Beca's voice was filled with lust and desire right now. For Chloe? Doubtful, Chloe knew all she as thinking about was that sweet orgasm.
"Oh so you think I'm gonna fuck you?" Chloe asked in amusement.
"I know you will," Beca said. "You will, you too haven't had sex in months and I doubt you'd find anything pleasurable,"
Chloe scoffed and rolled her her eyes but Beca was right for the first part: she hadn't had sex in months and she could use sex right now.
Before she could argue anything reasonable, the redhead was being dragged by Beca upstairs to her childhood bedroom. The short girl closed and locked the door even though there was nobody else in the house.
Beca pinned Chloe against the door and looked at her like a lioness looking at its helpless prey. They know it's inevitable to fight for they're dead anyway but they always try to. And Chloe did. She tried to reason that Beca had a boyfriend, that they shouldn't do this.
"A boyfriend that can't get me right where I need it, if we don't fuck, I'll go insane," Beca said as she sucked and bit on Chloe's exposed neck.
Chloe's protest died in her throat when Beca guided her hand inside her jeans, to show she wasn't wearing any underwear and she was oh so wet.
The redhead all but threw the smaller girl on her bed, making her fear for her life, thinking she was about to get into a screaming match with her.
"You want to be fucked? You will be, and you better hope to God you survive, because you will wish you never came up to me tonight," Chloe said.
Beca bit her lips and moaned deliciously. The redhead tore her jeans from her and licked her lips at the sight.
"So you're going bald now?" Chloe asked, massaging her inner thighs.
"Jesse likes it, he says it feels good when he goes down on me," Beca said in a half-moan tone.
Chloe nodded.
"I'll be the judge of that," she finally said before going to work.
She licked the brunette's wet folds and hummed, feeling small hands attach themselves to her hair, pulling her closer.
The redhead spread her lips with her thumbs and plunged her tongue as deep inside the brunette as she could go, using her index and middle finger to play with her clit.
Beca started moaning loudly, moaning out Jesse's name. Chloe wasn't surprised, she was actually expecting this. It'd be weird if Beca moaned out her name.
Chloe worked her tongue out rapidly, wanting the younger girl to come as fast as possible. And she knew it wouldn't be a problem, since the brunette hadn't come in months. Over 4 months to be exact.
"Fuck!" Beca moaned and held onto Chloe's hair even tighter, making it impossible for the redhead to breathe. But who said you were supposed to breathe through your nose anyway?
Beca came rather slow, it took longer than Chloe expected but she did. Her orgasm lasted for quite a while and, when it ended, she came again.
The redhead never stopped what she was doing so Beca was on the brink of a third orgasm and she never asked Chloe to stop.
The redhead could go all night, but Beca pushed her away after her 7th and final orgasm of the night.
"Thanks," Beca said, panting.
-End of Flashback-
Chloe groaned when she thought of that night. Had it been good? Definitely. One of the best, in fact.
Did she hate herself for standing outside Beca's room right now in the middle of the night? Absolutely. But that didn't stop her from knocking.
"Come in, Chlo," Beca's voice had a sly tone to it, almost as if Chloe could see her smirking through the door.
So Chloe opened the door and came in, finding herself in a similar state Beca had been when it was her, only Chloe wasn't crying.
"Beca–"
"Need a hand? Or a tongue?" Beca was sitting on her bed, resting against the headboard. Sure enough, she had a smirk on her face.
All that was missing was a silky red robe, a glass of brandy and an evil cat on her lap, otherwise she was the perfect villain, the Evil Stepmother from Cinderella, Vito Corleone, you name it.
"Wipe that smirk off your fucking face," Chloe said.
"Yeah, 'cause that's what you did," Beca rolled her eyes.
"I wasn't enjoying your misery," Chloe said.
"Yeah but you thought I was just making up excuses to cheat on Jesse," Beca said. "You didn't understand it then,"
"Yeah but I get it now, and I hate it! I fucking hate it, it's been 6 months, Beca! 6 months!" Chloe said.
"I know," Beca smirked again.
"Stop fucking smirking!" Chloe said.
"No I won't!" Beca said. "That's the face you had on every time I came to you, every single time! And you liked it! It massaged your ego, you thought I was doing it all for you, to be with you! You thought I wanted to leave Jesse for you!"
"Well you weren't exactly showing me you loved Jesse, coming into my room every night," Chloe said.
"You think I liked it?! You think I liked not being able to orgasm with Jesse? Not having proper sex with my boyfriend who I did love?!" Beca said. "And then you said I was a cunt for bringing you into it!"
"You kind of were! I was your toy, your vibrator," Chloe said.
"And now I'm yours," Beca smirked again.
Chloe groaned.
"Yeah, now I'm being the cunt," Chloe said.
"At least you know it," Beca said, getting off of the bed, going in Chloe's direction. It was then that the redhead noticed Beca was wearing a strap on.
"Beca?" Chloe asked.
Beca pinned her face first against the wall. Chloe had started to cry out of frustration, on the fight, on not orgasming in over 6 months, everything.
"I know what you need," Beca purred in her ear.
Chloe gasped when Beca took her shorts and underwear off and rubbed her folds with two fingers.
"You're wet, huh?" Beca said.
Chloe bit her lips and moaned, closing her eyes.
"That's it, close your eyes and picture your prince," Beca said.
Beca spoke no more, she slided the first two inches of the silicon penis inside Chloe and waited. The taller girl gasped and moaned, bucking her hips, wanting more.
Beca slowly worked more of the fake cock inside Chloe until she had entered her with the entire thing. She then grabbed the redhead's hips and slowly started fucking her from behind.
Chloe gasped loudly.
"Fuck, Chicago!" She moaned.
Beca said nothing and increased her pace, making Chloe smile through her moan.
"Finally, babe. Right there, I'm so wet for you," Chloe said.
Beca couldn't deny that turned her on, she was always turned on when she thought about sex with Chloe.
"I'm so hot for you, make me come, babe!" Chloe moaned.
Beca bit her lips so she wouldn't moan out loud. She didn't want to break Chloe from her trance, she didn't want to remind her that she wasn't being fucked by her boyfriend.
"Fuck babe, I'm so close!" Chloe moaned higher.
Beca smirked and used her left hand to stroke her clit. Chloe bucked against her harder and Beca used all her power to thrust into her.
Chloe came, moaning and humming. Her legs turned into jello and Beca had to hold her hips to stop her from falling.
Beca grabbed Chloe by her hair, pulling it back, making her moan so she was side facing her.
"One day you'll realize you belong to me, Chloe," Beca said. "You might not know it but your body does. Soon enough you'll see,"
Chloe moaned but gasped when Beca started thrusting into her again. After making her come for the second and third time, Beca threw Chloe on the bed and continued fucking her from behind.
Chloe came 2 more times like this before Beca flipped her and unstrapped the strap on, throwing it aside. She spread Chloe's legs apart and didn't waste time in bringing her clit to her mouth and entering her with three fingers.
"Shit!" Chloe moaned and arched her back.
Beca smirked and started flicking the redhead's clit with her tongue and thrusted her fingers in and out, already feeling the walls of Chloe's cunt closing on her fingers and she worked them even faster.
Chloe went mute as she came, almost as if she stopped breathing. Beca continued her ministration, catapulting the redhead into another two orgasms.
When Chloe came down from her much awaited high, she was panting and she pushed Beca away so she could catch her breath.
"Thanks, I needed that," Chloe said.
Beca climbed up the bed and grabbed Chloe by the hair again, pulling her up.
"I guess it's only fair you return the favor, babe," Beca growled into her ear.
Chloe groaned, thinking back to when she used that same exact phrase on Beca. The first time she came to her looking for relief.
-Flashback-
Beca was catching her breath after the 7 orgasms. She got up, planning to get dressed so she could leave when Chloe grabbed her by the chin.
"I guess it's only fair you return the favor, babe," Chloe smirked.
Beca chuckled then, attaching her lips to Chloe's neck, snaking her hand down to her clit, easy to find now that Beca's pubic hair was gone.
The brunette flipped them over and entered Chloe with two fingers, watching her moan deliciously.
Chloe came 4 times like this and 4 more times when they 69'd. When they wore themselves out, Beca was the first to fall asleep.
Chloe smirked and was quick to throw some sheets over Beca and join her on the bed.
-End of Flashback-
Chloe didn't complain when she sat up and looked for Beca's underwear, to be met with a sexy, maroon lacy thong that showed off too much. She slid them off the brunette's legs and noticed the green nail polish on the hem and she chuckled.
"That the new thong you're trying to hide from Amy?" Chloe asked, looking up at Beca, who was kneeling so her cunt was at Chloe's eye level.
Beca nodded with a smirk.
"That's bad, you probably ruined it, it's soaked," Chloe said before throwing the thong aside.
"Worth it," Beca said simply, not wiping the smirk off of her face.
Chloe awkwardly made eye contact with the brunette's pussy before looking down, biting her lower lip.
"So you kept it bald?" Chloe asked before looking up at Beca, who was only wearing a bra by now.
Beca nodded, smirk in place.
"You'll find it's better for giving head," Beca said. "You should consider going Brazilian. Thanks to you, I'll be spitting out ginger pubes for the rest of the week,"
To prove her point, Beca pulled out a ginger pubic hair from her mouth and Chloe rolled her eyes.
"Alright, so if we're gonna do this, you're gonna have to take your bra off," Chloe said.
Beca simply turned around and Chloe unclasped her bra. She knew the brunette was doing this on purpose, making her undress her. She was trying to prove a point and Chloe was trying her best to ignore how aroused it made her feel. How running the pads of her fingers over Beca's flower tattoo on her back made her want to kiss that place while she fucked Beca from behind.
When Beca turned around, Chloe looked at her breasts to see she had a new nipple piercing. That made her gasp.
"You pierced your nipple?!" She asked.
"Uh huh. You know what other place I pierced?" Beca smirked, playing with her nipple piercing, the smirk was back.
Chloe looked alarmed. Her belly button wasn't it, her ears weren't it.. what other places of the human body are pierceable?
Beca simply pointed down and Chloe looked down her body, her eyes roamed over her body until she saw it. A tiny shiny hoop on the hood of her clitoris. Chloe once again gasped.
"You.. you pierced your clit?!" Chloe asked.
"Yeah," Beca spoke in a lust-filled tone. "You like it?"
Chloe was at loss of words. She never wanted to pierce a part of her body that wasn't her ears, much less her clit!
Beca placed her hands on Chloe's head, making the redhead shake off her thoughts and look up at her.
"You know what I want," she said.
Chloe nodded and was quick to connect her lips to Beca's newly pierced clit. It felt different, she was afraid to hurt her by nibbling on it but when Beca encouraged it, Chloe felt it was okay.
The brunette moaned so much louder and she shuddered that much more when Chloe flicked her piercing and Chloe knew right then why she got it. It heightened her senses.
Chloe felt Beca's short nails digging into her scalp and she entered her with her tongue, making the brunette moan once more.
The redhead worked her tongue, slowly laying back down, bringing Beca up by her hips until she was completely on her bed, her head on Beca's pillow.
"Chloe?" Beca asked, confused when she saw the redhead pulling her down.
"It's okay," Chloe's voice was hoarse.
Beca held onto the headboard and slowly lowered herself so she was almost literally sitting on Chloe's face. That was the first time Chloe ever did that, or either for that matter. They never talked about or even though about it.
Beca moaned and looked impressed when that position made Chloe's tongue go even deeper. She thought about the position she was; it was Chloe's idea, that meant Chloe had to have thought of that at some point. Was she thinking about her? Did she try that with someone new? That wasn't it, the two had been back to sleeping together after Beca broke up with Jesse and she knew Chloe hadn't been sleeping with anyone else.
"Chloe, I'm gonna crash you," Beca said in midst of a moan.
Chloe said nothing, because why would she? She only dug her nails into Beca's hips, bringing her closer.
Beca moaned again and shut her eyes.
"Fuck," Beca said. "Fuck!"
Beca tried not to buck onto Chloe's face but the redhead's rhythm was making it impossible. She was bucking back against Chloe and she wasn't even ashamed of it.
Beca shut her eyes and bit her lips, trying not to make her moans too loud. It'd be a miracle if Fat Amy was still sleeping after all the moaning.
Fat Amy knew what they were doing. She'd found out during Beca's Senior Year when she walked in on Chloe going down on Beca, but she never told the others and the two never asked her to. Fat Amy was great at keeping secrets, even when she did hear the two going at it, she never mentioned, complained or said anything about it.
Chloe never wavered, never stopped or slowed down, which was impressive to say the least, after all, most of Beca's weight was on her face.
Beca clapped her hand on her mouth, feeling her orgasm approaching. She shut her eyes and bit her tongue, riding out her orgasm. She opened her eyes wide when she felt herself gushing and moaned louder. She knew she was squirting, she knew what it was, she'd just never done that before. Chloe had, with her in fact. She hadn't.
Beca came down from her high and raised her hips and dismounted Chloe's face. When she looked down, the redhead's face was soaked from her nostrils down to her chin and she had her eyes closed, as if preventing anything from getting into her eyes.
Chloe wiped some of the cum off of her face with the back of her hand before sitting up.
"You squirted all over my face!" Chloe said.
Beca looked amazed but didn't say anything.
"I should have you clean this off," Chloe said, still wiping her face.
"Well what do you want me to do, lick it off?" Beca asked with her eyebrows raised.
Chloe looked at her sides and sighed. She hated that this place had two bathrooms, neither of which were in Beca's room and she did not feel like leaving naked from the waist down, Beca's cum all over her face, for the bathroom.
"Do you have a tissue?" Chloe asked.
Beca got up and had to take a moment to get used to being on her feet again, her legs felt like jello. When she felt she was okay to walk, she walked over to her purse on the coat hanger and took out a pack of tissues, throwing it to Chloe, who proceeded to clean her face.
"Thanks," Chloe said.
Beca sat down again next to her and the redhead threw the tissue away with a disgusted face.
"See you soon," Beca smirked.
Chloe glared at her before sighing.
"What makes you think there's going to be a next time?" Chloe asked.
"Come on, I know you. Your nail beds are history, which only means you've been biting your nails, which only means you're sexually frustrated." Beca said.
Chloe frowned and looked at her nails to see the brunette was right and she mentally cursed herself. She always bit her nails when she was sexually frustrated and she'd been doing that for a couple months now.
"So, see you soon," Beca said with her smirk. "I knew you'd like the piercing,"
Chloe looked straight at Beca's piercing on her clitoris and she looked away immediately, closing her eyes when Beca laughed.
Chloe felt tears tickling her eyes and she got up, going to the wall where Beca fucked her and picked up her underwear and shorts. She only put the shorts back on and sighed, wiping a few tears that managed to spill.
Beca was right.
It didn't matter what she did, who she slept with; Chloe would always belong to Beca.