A/N: In which Beca and Emily relax in the bath after a long day,,
A strange feeling washed over Beca as she watched the moving truck drive away down the street. She was exhausted (the moving had been an all day ordeal), but the feeling of satisfaction that she felt was unmatched. They had done it— she and Emily finally had their own place. Somewhere to call their own. Not that living with the Bellas hadn't been an adventure in itself, but now it was time for them to have their own adventures, just the two of them.
Once the truck had driven out of sight, Beca turned around to once again face their new home, the apartment they'd found and rented. Where they would be living for the next journey in their lives. For what felt like the hundredth time that day, she walked up to the front door and entered the apartment (this time relieved she wasn't carrying an overloaded box or piece of furniture), entering their small living room to still find the room filled with what furniture they had both brought. Which wasn't much (a futon, a couple fold up chairs, and a card table), but was still theirs.
Beca's eyes caught on a note on the card table she hadn't noticed when she'd walked the movers out a few minutes before, and went to retrieve it.
Meet me in the bath. Em
This hadn't been the first time Emily had tried this, but this time Beca was too tired to argue and instead headed to the bathroom. She lightly knocked on the door before entering, and Emily looked up just as Beca entered.
"Hey, Becs. Glad you found my note," Emily said cheerfully. Beca rolled her eyes and smiled tiredly at her.
"I hope you don't expect me to take you seriously when you're sitting in a bubble bath," Beca said, coming to sit on the edge of the tub.
"I know you don't like baths, but today was stressful," Emily said, looking up to Beca. "Please, will you join me?"
"You can't convince me," Beca replied playfully, trying hard not to smile. "I won't do it."
"But the water is nice and hot, and the bubbles are so nice," Emily said, before spreading her legs slightly, causing ripples in the water. "And I saved a nice spot just for you."
She brought a hand between her legs and 'patted' the water, unable to resist smiling as the water splashed against the sides of the tub. Beca had remained stoic (and had planned to), but just couldn't resist this invitation.
"Oh, fine."
She undressed quickly and stepped into the water, unable to hold in her sighs as she sat down in the hot water and felt every tense muscle in her body loosen up. Emily immediately wrapped her arms around Beca from behind, and Beca's stance on how gross baths were temporarily forgotten as she let herself start to relax.
"I told you it was nice," Emily said in a low voice, directly into Beca's ear.
"You're too adorable and it makes me sick," Beca replied.
Emily gently kissed Beca's ear. "I love you, too. Now, just relax."
Beca was already on her way to doing that, the stress of the day already melting away as Emily held her and she felt the hot water (almost too hot). She was vaguely aware of Emily's hand brushing against her hips, and spread her legs slightly as her girlfriend's hand slipped down between her legs. Emily's fingers rubbed along Beca's entrance, teasing her before one finger eased its way down to the first knuckle. Beca let out another sigh, leaning back against Emily as her girlfriend's other digits rubbed around her entrance with purpose. Her head leaned back on Emily's shoulder, loose strands of hair clinging to both their skin, and parted her legs a bit more.
"Faster," Beca muttered, right into Emily's ear. "Please."
Emily wordlessly complied and pumped her finger quicker, her lips trailing up Beca's neck and tracing along as much of her jawline as she could reach. It didn't take long for Beca's orgasm to come, with the stress of the day and how amazing Emily's treatment was, and her pleasure spilled over in a few whimpers and whines of Emily's name, as her fingers continued to pump into Beca.
Once Beca was finished, Emily slowly removed her fingers before bringing them up to her mouth, quickly sucking them clean as Beca slumped back against her, panting as she relaxed. Emily wrapped her arms around Beca's tired body, kissing her wet hair.
"Happy moving day," she said, resting her head against Beca's.
A/N: This has been sitting in the drafts for a bit but today I finally decided to poke at it again and finish it. Thanks for reading!
