The classroom was quiet, and Chloe was confused. Normally the students were rambunctious, and she had to spend the first few minutes calming them down but today, they were just sitting quietly, waiting for her. She dropped her purse on her desk, then tilted her head as she folded her arms.

"Hi," she said. "I get nervous when you're quiet like this. Did you put glue on my chair or something? I've seen Sister Act 2, you know."

A round of quiet chuckles circled the room but no one spoke up at first. Then Tom, the quarterback and self-appointed spokesperson for the class, slowly got to his feet. "I don't like you," he said.

Chloe's eyebrows shot up. "Thanks?" she replied dryly.

"But we heard what you did," he added.

Chloe swallowed and her eyes immediately went to Beca, but the brunette just winked with a little smile. "Ooookaay... um... yeah, I do tend to do stuff. Maybe you could be more specific?"

"Dylan told us what you did for him. It's cool, I guess."

"Aaahh..." the redhead nodded. "I got pissed off that people let Dylan think he wasn't as smart as other young men." She looked at Dylan who was sitting in the back row, peering at her from under his sweatshirt hood. "He's just as frickin' smart. He just sees things and learns differently. So, I did something about it."

The class was quiet again, then Tom spoke up. "You got him a special teacher. Why don't you just do it yourself?"

"I'm not trained to provide care to students with dyslexia," Chloe replied honestly. "There are amazing teachers out there whose entire job is to take care of students' special needs."

"You should train to do that," another girl spoke up. "You'd be good at it, Miss Beale. You're very patient." Chloe just inclined her head gracefully in thanks.

"Just so we're clear, I still don't like you," Tom added. "But thanks for helping Dylan keep his grades up, so he doesn't get kicked off the team." There was a little smile on his lips though and Chloe took the win.

"Well, thank you. I appreciate that," she said, a beaming smile lighting her face. "Now, we should get started. Let's continue from where we left off with Jane and Bingley.

Xx

"I'm a bit jealous that you're in with Tom now," Bec said teasingly as she kissed along the curve of Chloe's pajama-covered breast. It was Saturday afternoon, and they were lazing on the teacher's air mattress at her house. "I mean... all it took was you giving a kid a referral."

The redhead's eyebrows lifted. "Uh..."

"Kidding," the brunette grinned. "I know it was more than that. It'll really make a huge difference to Dylan's life. He's even hopeful about going to college where before, he thought he wouldn't be able to."

"Dylan's new opportunities are amazing, but I was more surprised that you said I was in with Tom. That kid seems to just have something against me for no reason."

"He's acting like a pre-teen boy because he has the hots for you, Chlo, but he has to pretend he hates you or Ferguson will dump him. She's a mean girl. It's ridiculous, seventeen-year-old drama."

"Come on! He does NOT have the hots for me!" Chloe snorted.

"Dude, you're exceptionally hot. Of course he does!"

"Becs," the teacher sighed in exasperation, but Beca just chuckled softly and went back to kissing her breast. Then she shifted a little.

"I have a soft spot for this air mattress, Chlo, but... you're getting an actual bed at some point, right?"

"At some point," Chloe agreed, eyes closed as wandering hands slipped under her shirt. "Just haven't gotten around to it yet." She opened her eyes then, lifting her eyebrows as she looked at the woman sprawled on top of her. "Why? Are you uncomfortable?"

"No... it's just... I'd like more space to maneuver." The brunette rocked her hips slowly down into her lover's, pulling a little gasp out of her as she scratched gently at the ridges of her abs. Then she paused and sighed, resting her chin on Chloe's collar bone and blinking at her. "Sorry... I have something on my mind and it's distracting me..."

The redhead's arms came around her, one hand lacing into her hair to scratch softly at her scalp. She'd learned that it relaxed her lover. "Want to talk about it?"

"I've just found you," Beca said softly. "And I want to see where this goes. But my dad wants me to go to college."

"You SHOULD go to college, Becs," the teacher said. Beca took a breath to speak but Chloe put a finger against her lips. "In your own time. There's nothing that says you have to go right after graduation. Maybe apply and defer by a year when you're accepted."

"You're confident that I'll get accepted somewhere," the younger woman chuckled.

"Of course I am," Chloe smiled. "I know how smart you are. And I'm saying that as an adult and your girlfriend as well as your teacher."

"Girlfriend?" Beca repeated slowly. "Is... um... is that what we are? Girlfriends?"

Pale blue eyes blinked. "I guess we've never really talked about that, huh?"

"I mean... I WANT that," the brunette confirmed. "But it's not like we can hold hands in the park or get ice-cream at three in the morning after we've had sex in the back of your truck."

Pale blue eyes blinked again. "That's oddly specific. You want to have sex in my truck?"

Dark blue eyes rolled. "Just an example, Chlo." Beca paused then. "But actually, yes. It'd be hot."

Chloe laughed softly. "Ok... yeah." She nodded then. "I know what you're saying. It's hard keeping this on the low until after you graduate. I don't want to hide any more than you do but what choice do we have, Becs."

"Ugh..." Beca growled, burying her face in her lover's chest. "Ok, here's what we can do. Why don't we go to Portland this weekend, get drunk in a gay bar and get a cheap motel so I can fuck you 'til you scream?"

"I think we should definitely do all that," the redhead agreed solemnly. "But, Becs?"

"Mmmm?"

"We could do that very last part right now, right?"

"If you say please?" Beca teased.

Chloe just smiled seductively and pulled her shirt up and off over her head, then ran her hands over her own breasts and sighed softly. Beca groaned, watching her girlfriend's fingers play with her own nipples. "Maybe YOU should say please, Becs."

The redhead hummed softly in encouragement as her lover slowly slid lower to pepper open-mouthed kisses across her abs and to suckle her navel. Chloe laced a hand into silky, dark hair. Then Beca was easing Chloe's underwear down just a little to kiss down her mons and the redhead's hips slowly lifted as a little hiss left her lips. "Yesss, Baby..."

"Mmmm..." the brunette chuckled, pressing her tongue to the wet material of Chloe's panties. "Maybe I AM the one who should be saying please," she murmured, eyes locked on pale blue. "You taste so good."

Beca blinked then as Chloe eased her right hand inside her own underwear to slowly stroke her clit. "I want you to watch." The redhead smirked as her lover groaned. "Don't touch. Just watch."

The brunette rested her head on Chloe's thigh, eyes on her hand as it moved inside the material. Then Chloe held the black lace to one side, giving her girlfriend the view, she really wanted. "Baby, you're so sexy."

"Mmmmm," the older woman replied, fingertips slipping through her warmth and then dipping inside herself. Then to her surprise, Beca's tongue snaked out to run over her fingers. It made her shudder and the brunette sniggered softly.

"You said I couldn't touch you. You never said I couldn't taste you."

"Fair," Chloe replied with a smile, then shuddered again as the tip of the younger woman's tongue slipped around her fingers to caress her clit. "Oh... God," she gasped. "Inside, Becs, one finger..."

Beca did as she was asked, understanding that her lover needed to feel in control. She was happy to oblige, and she smiled as she returned her mouth to Chloe's fingers nibbling and sucking at them, and her clit, while slowly thrusting and curling her middle finger inside her.

Beca herself was so turned on she was trembling, and she shifted over to Chloe's other thigh and curved her hips upwards so she could get her free hand inside her own underwear. Her clit was swollen and throbbing, and she smiled as she felt Chloe take a deep, shuddering breath. "You ok, Chlo?"

"That's so hot, Becs. Fuckit," the redhead exclaimed. "I need to taste you." She eased Beca onto her back, then faced away from her, putting a knee on either side of her head. She pulled Beca's underwear down and leaned down to lick a stripe along her center as Beca wrapped her arms around her girlfriend's hips and pulled her glistening center down onto her face to feast herself.

Chloe hands were under Beca, on her ass, pulling her up a little so she could alternate between easing her tongue inside her and suckling her clit.

"Oh... shit, Chloe... right there... yessssss..."

Beca scraped her teeth gently against the redhead's clit and Chloe moaned, faltering in her attentions for a moment.

"What was... God... do that again, Becs," she begged. "I'm so close."

"What's the word, Chloe?"

Chloe didn't even care that she'd lost the game. "PLEASE!"

Beca spread Chloe's swollen folds with her fingers and took her clit into her mouth, sucking hard and then nibbling on it. She could feel the older woman's thighs trembling, and Chloe's moans were much louder now. Beca was close too and her hips bucked as Chloe pulled her mouth away from her clit and replaced it with her fingers. The older woman was close, and she didn't trust herself not to bite when she...

Then Beca hummed against her clit and sucked hard... and Chloe came with a long cry of pleasure. Her elbows unlocked and her forehead dropped onto the mattress between Beca's thighs as she rode her lover's mouth just a little longer. Then Chloe just relaxed for a moment, smiling as she felt gentle kisses move up and down her folds.

Beca smiled as Chloe flipped around and lay on her to kiss her passionately. "That was incredible, Baby," she murmured then as she peppered little kisses across her cheeks and nose.

"That was my first time trying a sixty-nine," Beca admitted sheepishly, and Chloe's grin just broadened.

"Never would have guessed." She kissed Beca again, letting her hand roam south to pick up between her lover's thighs where she'd left off.

"Mmmm... please, Chloe... it won't take much," the brunette moaned.

"I know, Baby," the older woman replied, strumming her thumb through Beca's folds and then circling her most intimate bundle of nerves. "I love this," she whispered. "I love being with you like this."

"Me too," Beca panted, breath coming raggedly as the first strains of her orgasm began to rise. She gasped and her hips lifted. "Chlo..." she whimpered. "Please..." She scraped her teeth against Chloe's neck and bit down as her jaw tightened.

"I've got you, Baby... let go..." Chloe whispered with a shudder and added some firmer pressure to her clit.

Beca's eyes widened and then slammed shut as she keened through the intensity of her climax, hips bucking over and over, and hand pressed to Chloe's as the redhead pulled every moment of pleasure from her, she could.

It was a lot and as the orgasm trailed off, involuntary tears spilled down her cheeks. "Chloe..." she whimpered. "Chlo... Jesus... sorry..."

The older woman smiled and just kissed them away. She knew that there was a lot of emotion trapped inside her girlfriend and she just held her close, gently caressing her back and letting her relax into it. "I've got you," she whispered. "I've got you, Baby."

It took a while but finally, after her tears were spent, Beca fell asleep in Chloe's arms, snuggled so close to her that every part of their bodies was touching. And soon, Chloe was sleeping peacefully too, a little smile on her lips.

Xx

Beca woke first, feeling a little achy and dehydrated. She eased away from Chloe and reached for her phone which was sitting on the floor next to the mattress, then her hand flew to her lover's shoulder. "Fuck! Chloe, wake up!"

Chloe jumped, then blinked sleepily as she hiked herself up onto one elbow. "Huh? What?"

"You're late!" Beca urged. Chloe looked confused. "For your dinner with Posen! She's expecting you in fifteen minutes!" the brunette said.

"Shit!" Chloe exclaimed as she scrambled out of the bed. She grabbed her phone, unlocked it and threw it to her girlfriend as she ran for the bathroom. "Text her I'm running a little late and I'll be there asap, wouldja?! Also, can you drive me please, so I can put my makeup on in the car?"

"Sure!" Beca called after her as she heard the shower begin to run. Then she joined Chloe in the shower, laughing as the older woman fended her wandering hands off with good-natured focus.

Fifteen minutes later, they were in Beca's car and Chloe was going with just some light eyeliner and a pink lip. When she was done, she looked at her girlfriend with a smile. "Ok... so look... I've given it some thought. Do you know of a private spot where you and I could take my truck?"

The brunette grinned. "Actually, I do. I like that you're a little kinky, Babe."

"Oh... I'm kinda thinking we take my strapon too." The redhead added. "I bet you'd look soooo hot riding me."

"Ok... stop," Beca held up a hand. "There is no way we're talking about this right before you send me home to my FATHER!"

Chloe grinned wickedly. "I'm also sending you home to your vibrator."

Her girlfriend groaned. "You're soooo bad, Chlo!"

"I'll be thinking about that tonight, Baby, when I'm using mine. I promise."

And Beca just groaned again.

Xx

"I'm SO sorry I'm late," Chloe said as she joined Aubrey at their table in what had become their favorite Mexican restaurant. "I took a nap and totally overslept. I'm a total idiot for not setting an alarm."

Aubrey chuckled and shook her head. "You know, I'm your friend, you can be honest with me."

Pale blue eyes blinked. "Uhhh..."

The blonde teacher reached across the table and moved Chloe's hair away from her neck. "You have fresh love bites on your neck, Chlo. So, unless you were attacked by a vampire while you were napping, I'd hazard a guess you weren't..." She made air quotes. "Napping alone."

The redhead paled a little. She didn't even really remember Beca biting her. She leaned back in her seat and looked down. "Busted," she said with a sigh.

Aubrey just laughed. "Nothing wrong with some afternoon sexcapades, my Friend. Do I know him? Or her? Are you dating or just fucking around?" Chloe didn't say anything for a long moment. She bit her bottom lip and tried to maintain her composure as the questions sparked unexpected upset in her. "Hey, are you ok?" Aubrey asked. "They didn't hurt you, did they?"

"No," Chloe shook her head and wiped at the single tear that trickled down her cheek. "No, nothing like that. I just..." She sighed. "I could really use a friend right now, Aubrey. I... need to talk about something but it's super-important that it stays between us."

The blonde nodded seriously and reached across the table again, this time to take her friend's hand. "Talk to me."

Chloe took a deep breath and steeled herself. Then she just said it. "I'm dating Beca Mitchell." Aubrey just nodded. "We met in a bar one night before I started working at the school and ended up back at my house. Neither of us knew who the other was but the sex was amazing, and we exchanged phone numbers to see each other again. Then the following Monday morning, I found her in my senior English class."

The blonde nodded again. "I suspected there was more to the story than I'd heard," she said softly. "People were talking about how you two kissed in the bar, but the story stopped there."

"Beca made sure it did," the redhead said. "She told everyone nothing happened between us, but it did, Aubrey, and it was the best night of my life. We tried to stay away from each other, tried to just be friends but..." Chloe pressed her hand to her chest. "I couldn't do it. Neither of us could. So we're keeping it quiet until she graduates."

"Why though?" Aubrey asked. "Beca should have graduated like... what... two years ago? She's not a kid like her classmates still are. She'd be almost into her junior year if she'd followed a traditional path to college."

"There's only three years between us. She's more worried about my reputation," the redhead replied. "She doesn't want the parents to freak out if it gets back to them, especially with my still being new here."

The blonde nodded thoughtfully. "She has a point, Chloe. And I think you guys are doing the right thing keeping it quiet for now."

"It's hard though," the younger teacher replied. "It makes my heart hurt, having to hide how I feel about her in public. I want to do stuff with her, but we have to either stay at my house or pretend to just be friends if we're eating out or something. We even talked about going to Portland next weekend just so we can be together as a couple."

"Well, maybe you can double date with Judd and me? That'd be something, right?" Aubrey smiled. "We could go somewhere outside of town where you and Beca can relax." Then the older teacher frowned. "Shit, what about Joe? Would he fire you if..."

"Joe knows actually," Chloe said pursing her lips. "Beca told him. He was cool about it because he saw how happy Becs is, but he did advise her to keep it quiet too."

The blonde nodded again. "I'm sorry you have to hide, Honey. I can't imagine how that must feel."

Chloe chuckled a little. "You know, a lot of people say that having to keep a relationship a secret makes it sexier... but I don't agree. It makes it a lot more stressful, always having to look over your shoulder to be aware of who's nearby."

"How does Beca feel about it?" Aubrey asked.

The redhead smiled softly. "She wants us to be together in public as much as I do but she also appreciates having our own little bubble of happiness."

"How do you feel about her?" the older teacher asked.

"I'm..." Chloe swallowed. She wasn't with Beca that long, just a few weeks, but she was happier than she'd ever been in her life. "I really, really like her. She's smart, fun, beautiful, witty. I'm happy for the first time in a long time." She lifted her eyes. "I think I told you about my parents. How kinda overbearing they can be?"

"You mentioned it," Aubrey agreed.

"They don't know I date women so, THAT conversation is going to be hard but... I think I want to tell them. I haven't actually spoken to them since I moved here because I needed to set boundaries with them. But I really think Beca and I have something special and, for her, I'm going to come out to them."

"Chlo, be honest, are you already in love with her?"

Chloe couldn't immediately answer that question. "I'm... not sure," she replied slowly. "But if I'm not, it would be so, so easy to fall."

And Aubrey nodded with a big smile.