A/N: I wish it was easier to reply to comments on here..
To guest Cally, I agree, and I originally wrote Beca having much worse injuries. But I guess out of laziness I deleted that, suspended my belief in reality and wrote mild injuries because I didn't want to spend extra time with everyone being worried about Beca and her healing and what not. I just wanted to get on with the story lol
Assuager: My reasoning with Beca getting angry is because she had just told Chloe the most vulnerable thing about her life. She obviously overreacted, but in that moment all Beca can see is that she opened up to Chloe and then reads that Chloe said she has psychological issues. She's not thinking rationally or clearly. And yes, Aubrey does approve of them, that won't change. She might, however, take issue with how Beca behaved that night. Speaking of which, that's first up ;)
Disclaimer: I am an uncultured swine. I've never been outside of America. I don't have a vast knowledge of other cultures. I try to do a little research but I know I probably get some (a lot of) stuff wrong when talking about other countries. So if I get something wrong or inaccurate, let me know! Just be nice about it :)
Thank you to everyone who is reading and giving feedback, its very much appreciated and encourages me to write! Hope you enjoy this chapter!
Chapter 29: Next Time Get The Sake
"Hello, Beca." Aubrey said softly and eerily calmly as she entered Beca's room and closed the door behind her. Beca watched nervously as Aubrey slowly moved to the blinds and closed them on each window that pointed out into the hall. Beca's eyes flashed between the blinds and Aubrey until Aubrey turned around to face her.
"I hope you're feeling better." Aubrey said stoically.
"Aubrey, I promise, I'll be back to work in no time. I just have to be in a brace but its not a bad sprain. It shouldn't affect me getting back to work." Beca said quickly, worried about how Aubrey would react to her being sidelined with another injury.
"I'm not here about your work status." Aubrey said calmly as she quickly brought out a handful of knives she had hiding in her pockets. Beca gulped and sat up a little in bed.
"What are you doing with those knives?"
"Do you know the quickest way for someone to bleed out?" Aubrey asked innocently as she turned to face one of those anatomy posters on the wall about 15 feet away. Beca remained silent, sensing Aubrey wasn't actually looking for audience participation. "You hit them in the big arteries." Aubrey held the knives in her left hand and grabbed one with her right to begin the demonstration.
"Carotid artery." The knife whizzed across the room, thudding against the poster right on the neck. "Femoral." Aubrey said monotone as another knife flew across the room into the thigh. "Brachial." She said as soon as the previous knife hit, and breezed the third knife into an upper bicep. "Radial. Ulnar." Aubrey sent the last two knives simultaneously with both her hands, hitting the left and right wrists. She strolled casually to retrieve her knives and then turned to look at Beca with a creepy smile on her face.
"If that poster were a human, they would've bled out in seconds." Aubrey said proudly as she rested her hands on the railing on the end of Beca's bed, looking down with a strange look on her face. "So Chloe informed me of some interesting news about the two of you." She tilted her head, abruptly changing the subject.
"We were going to tell-" Beca started when Aubrey put up a hand.
"I wasn't finished. Don't interrupt. I'm actually glad you two got together. I told her a long time ago you two had so much sexual tension and should at least resolve that. But I really thought you would be good for her and vice-versa. She's stubborn as a mule so she was obviously refusing to give in to her feelings a long time ago. But I'm glad she caved, I think you could make her happy. Here's the thing." Aubrey pulled a chair over so she could sit and look directly at Beca. "Chloe came to me in a panic tonight. And Chloe doesn't panic. Until you. Chloe's never hidden a relationship from me. Until you. Chloe doesn't let her emotions get out of hand like she did tonight. Until you."
"You saying I'm a bad influence?"
"No. I'm saying you're different. And that worries me. Because Chloe doesn't have serious relationships. And this feels serious. It means Chloe could get hurt, really hurt. And Beca, you may be a badass agent, but let me remind you that I'm a pretty badass agent too, and I got promoted to Captain. I'm a different level of badass. So if you hurt Chloe?" Aubrey paused, staring directly at Beca with an intensity that made the brunette squirm. "I will hurt you."
"I won't." Beca said defiantly, not breaking eye contact.
"You already have." Aubrey shot back sternly. "You start a fight, then you run away like a child, then you end up in a hospital without letting her know where you are just for her to get a call from Stacie that you're in a hospital. She was freaking out, Beca. And you need to get your head out of your ass because Chloe deserves better."
"Look, having three women come in here and yell at me isn't exactly helping my recovery." Beca folded her arms in the bed, wishing she could run out the door.
"Have I once raised my voice?" Aubrey asked rhetorically. "I'm not yelling at you. I'm warning you. Do not hurt her again. And if you can do that? I'll be happy as a clam. Because Chloe likes you. Oh, excuse me." Aubrey bit back a laugh, amused at her best friend for of course dropping the L-bomb in dramatic fashion. "She loves you, from what I heard in the hallway."
"Yeah...I…" Beca squirmed again, hating the feeling of not being able to run away from awkward situations. "I want to talk to her about that. But she ran off before I could even respond."
"Guess you're even." Aubrey nodded in satisfaction. "Now, I'll let you rest. I just needed to give you that talk so you're prepared for what'll happen if you hurt her again. Just remember my little knife demonstration the next time you think of doing something that'll make her unhappy."
"I'm one of your best agents, you wouldn't actually kill me." Beca scoffed lightly, hoping to call Aubrey's bluff.
"Of course I wouldn't kill you. But there's plenty I can do with a knife that could make you wish you'd bleed out in seconds." Aubrey gave her a chilling smile.
"Got it. Loud and clear." Beca raised her hands in surrender.
"Good. Feel better Beca. We need you for the next mission ASAP." Aubrey patted Beca's sprained knee with a little extra umph, making Beca hiss in pain. Aubrey smiled sweetly as she left the room.
Beca was kept overnight for observation. Stacie finally had to leave when visiting hours ended. She left with a promise to make sure Beca's bike made it home and to apologize profusely to Nick. Chloe never came back and Beca really couldn't blame her. She had made an ass out of herself that night and had a whole night alone in a hospital bed to think about it. What made her even more anxious was Chloe's declaration followed by her fleeing without giving Beca a chance to respond. She deserved that, though, Beca figured. But she knew exactly where she was going as soon as she was released.
Stacie, as promised, returned first thing in the morning with coffee and donut holes. Beca ate half of them in the car because she was starving since hospital food was borderline inedible. Stacie just laughed at her friend's appetite for such a small person.
"Could you drop me off at Chloe's?" Beca asked after a few minutes of silence.
"Ah, going to go face the music?" Stacie grinned.
"So to speak." Beca rolled her eyes and popped another donut hole.
"Are you sure that's where you want to go? I mean, she said some powerful words last night. You shouldn't just go in without thinking about it."
"I had all night to think about it." Beca reasoned.
"What are you going to say?" Stacie asked, trying not to sound nosy.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" Beca smirked as she directed Stacie to Chloe's apartment.
They pulled up and Beca took a deep breath, her nerves hitting her in full force.
"Do you want me to wait?"
"No." Beca shook her head, trying to muster up her confidence as she moved her leg in the immobilizer out of the car. "No, I got this."
"Alright, good luck." Stacie waved as Beca took a deep breath before heading into the apartment building.
She limped up to Chloe's door and realized she didn't think she'd ever been this nervous in her life. She'd gone through scenarios and speeches while sleep evaded her the previous night, but now it seemed like any sort of planning had just gone right out the window. Moving on auto-pilot, she raised her hand and knocked. Her heartbeat thudded violently against her chest as she waited for Chloe to come to the door.
"Ah, Beca." Aubrey answered the door, making Beca visibly flinch.
"Shit.." Beca whispered.
"Chloe's just cleaning the dishes from breakfast. Go ahead." Aubrey stepped aside. "Chloe! I'm headed out now! I need to meet with Jesse about some things. I expect to see both of you this afternoon for the briefing." She grabbed her purse from the stand by the door and left Beca standing in the entryway. She could hear the sound of water coming from the kitchen so she followed it.
Chloe knew Beca was standing just a few feet away, but made no move to acknowledge her. She just scrubbed the plate that was in her hand over and over. Beca figured Chloe was giving her the silent treatment, deservedly so. Beca unstrapped her immobilizer and tossed it to the couch, then moved to stand right beside the redhead.
"Hey." She whispered as if the volume of her voice could be detrimental to her apology.
"Hi." Chloe responded as she wiped the plate and grabbed another.
"So, you had breakfast with your boss?" Beca asked, awkwardly trying to start a conversation.
"She was my best friend first. And she stayed here last night because I didn't want to be alone." Chloe said, not taking her eyes off the dishes.
"I'm really sorry about yesterday. I feel like such an ass for making you worry. I overreacted and was immature." Beca spit out in one breath.
"Understatement." Chloe let out a snort.
"Any chance you'll forgive me?" Beca stepped closer and gently took the plate out of Chloe's hand and set it on the counter.
"I can forgive you. But please, Beca, don't make me go through that again." Chloe kept her body and eyes focused on the sink. "I was mad at you and then I was terrified something bad happened to you. We're agents Beca, you never know what can happen. I couldn't get a hold of you and just kept picturing you hurt or kidnapped. And then you didn't even want me to be with you in the hospital."
"I absolutely wanted you there." Beca turned Chloe around by her shoulders. "But I was feeling guilty and didn't want you to feel like you had to stay."
"You should've felt guilty, you were an ass." Chloe smirked as Beca invaded her space and placed her hands over Chloe's that were still resting on the counter.
"Well I promise to not make an ass out of myself the next time we have a fight. And to stay and talk."
"Good." Chloe twisted her hands so that their fingers could intertwine.
"And you're not perfect in this either you know?"
"What are you talking about?" Chloe's head tilted back, surprised by the accusation.
"Oh don't act innocent." Beca said, her tone lacking any venom. "You dropped a bomb like that and then you ran away."
"Well, thats-" Chloe paused before looking down, avoiding Beca's gaze. "That's not how I wanted to say it."
"Well, how'd you want to say it?"
"Like over dinner or cuddling on the couch or after sex or something romantic. Not in a hospital and not in front of Stacie." Chloe rolled her eyes, reliving the moment in her head.
"Well, let's just have a redo." Beca shrugged, rubbing her thumbs over Chloe's knuckles.. Chloe looked at her carefully to see if she was serious. "I think we can make at least one of those scenarios happen before we have to go to work."
"Its not dinner time." Chloe said softly as she untangled their hands and slowly wrapped her arms around Beca's waist.
"Not the scenario I was considering." Beca took a step back and Chloe easily followed.
"So you want to cuddle on the couch?" Chloe asked, feigning innocence as they moved out of the kitchen in perfect step.
"Not in the mood for cuddling." Beca's hands wandered and drifted under Chloe's shirt, running along smooth skin. Beca leaned forward, pausing to give Chloe the chance to back away if she wanted, before gently pressing her lips against the redhead. Chloe sighed into the kiss and gripped tightly onto Beca's shirt. As they shared short kisses, it quickly grew a bit more rough and needy. Chloe finally broke away, catching her breath.
"How's your knee?" Chloe asked when they parted for breath as she ran her hands up and down Beca's back.
"Perfectly fine."
"Your ribs?" Chloe asked again as she ghosted her lips over Beca's.
"Also fine." Beca swallowed hard as she felt Chloe start undoing the buttons on her shirt.
"I just...don't want to get carried away." Chloe brought a hand to Beca's front and ran her fingers from her collarbone down her chest to her belly button and back up. "And hurt you or something."
"Babe, you're forgetting I'm a tough motherfucker." Beca said seriously and Chloe burst into laughter.
"Says the woman who's been injured how many times that we've known each other?"
"Oh shut up." Beca griped as she kissed Chloe again. "I'll prove it to you." She crouched down, put her hands behind Chloe's thighs and lifted her in one try. Chloe let out a little yelp as she quickly held on to Beca's neck. Beca smirked proudly as she tilted her head up for Chloe to kiss her. But she took one step and let out a hiss of pain.
"Hurt yourself?" Chloe tried to hold in her laughter as she looked down at her wincing girlfriend. Beca just groaned as she set Chloe back on the ground.
"No. I'm fine. Shush." Beca grumped as she kissed Chloe before she could say anything else. Chloe quickly helped Beca slide out of her shirt while ripping her own off as they stumbled into her bedroom.
Beca pushed Chloe's shoulders for her to sit on the bed and Chloe immediately made quick work of undoing her jeans.
"Now, Beca." She said as Beca tried to lay her down. "I know you like to think you're a top, but I think it'd be best if you didn't have to be on your knees. Even though you know I love you in that position." She added with a wink when Beca narrowed her eyes.
"Not cool, Beale."
"On your back, Mitchell." Chloe shot right back, with a glimmer in her eyes, seeing the effect of her words on Beca.
"I'm only doing this because I like when you get all bossy." Beca gave her a smirk as she twisted around and scooted up on the bed, lying on her back as instructed.
"Good." Chloe grinned as she turned to hover over Beca. "Take off your bra."
"Yes ma'am." Beca bit her lip as she quickly yanked her bra off and tossed it to the side. Chloe let her hands slide along Beca's side teasingly before dipping her fingers into the waistband of her underwear. Her eyes kept intense eye contact with Beca until she slipped them off and tossed them over her shoulder.
Chloe leaned down to resume kissing Beca. She grinded against her, reveling in the sensation of their naked bodies being flush against each other. She didn't waste much time before sliding her hand down Beca's torso and over her clit. Beca grunted in approval as she pushed her hips harder against Chloe to encourage her to keep going.
"Touch me." Chloe whispered against Beca's lips as she slid her own finger into Beca. Beca did as commanded and moved her hand to slide into Chloe's already wet and warm heat. Chloe's mouth dropped open as she exhaled a sharp gasp of pleasure. And then Beca's lips found purchase on Chloe's breast, making her moan sharply and grind down harder on Beca's hand. She quickly added a second finger as she thrusted her own against Beca's core.
It was desperate. It was rough. Chloe thought she might burst into flames, her skin was so hot. And the way Beca's eyes sent smoldering glares at her every time they made eye contact ignited a flame deep in her chest, in her bones. She wanted Beca, all of her. And even though they were as close as physically possible, it still felt not close enough.
"Beca." Chloe moaned as she rocked quickly against Beca's hand. She pumped her own fingers in and out at a similar pace. Her thumb rubbed quick, short circles along Beca's clit, making the brunette writhe below her. Beca felt bolts of tingling sensations all over her body and couldn't control her muscles anymore.
"Fuck." Beca released Chloe's breast and slammed her head back against the pillow as her hips started bucking erratically. Chloe took that moment to press warm, open-mouthed kisses along Beca's neck up to her ear. She nibbled on Beca's earlobe roughly as she felt her orgasm rapidly approaching. But she wanted to climax with Beca. So she put her lips softly against Beca's ear and whispered, "Come with me. Come against my fingers."
"Shit...God, Chloe!" Beca cried out as her hips jolted one last time against Chloe and her body tightened up. She would feel the pain in her knee later, but she was on a high at that moment, and the only thing she felt was the pleasurable tingles running through her veins.
"Fuck, Beca." Chloe moaned as she panted above Beca, her knuckles turning white from grabbing on to the sheet so tightly. As she felt her body seem to regain awareness, she flopped to Beca's side and slowly brought her hand back to herself.
They lay side by side, staring at the ceiling, catching their breaths like they had just run around the whole city. Beca was the first to roll over and face Chloe with a grin.
"I never knew make up sex was so good." Beca ran her hand along Chloe's side before pulling her in close.
"So that's why you started that stupid fight, huh?" Chloe gave Beca a friendly poke in the chest before running her hand through Beca's slightly damp hair.
Beca didn't fire back with a witty response, but just stared at Chloe, took her in. Chloe almost flinched at the unwavering glare she was receiving. It was like Beca was looking at her for the first time.
"I love you." Beca whispered as her thumb rubbed reassuring strokes against Chloe's side. Chloe's hand froze, tangled in brown locks. Her lips slowly curved into a smile as she leaned in, lips ghosting over Beca's.
"I love you too." Chloe said before capturing Beca in another kiss.
"I've never been in love before." Beca said softly. Chloe ran a reassuring hand along Beca's cheek and behind her ear, knowing there was more Beca wanted to say, waiting patiently.
"Every time I've even come close I'd end the relationship or sabotage it. I guess...its scary." Beca gulped, looking away from Chloe for a moment. "I've never felt this way before and I feel like I'm opening myself up to have my heart crushed. Love makes you have to give someone the ability to hurt you more than anything in the world but trust that they won't. I guess that's why I got so mad. I felt like I finally was happy and ready to be in love with you and then I read those reports."
"I never meant to hurt you, you know." Chloe rubbed her thumbs along Beca's knuckles.
"No, I know." Beca nodded. "And you were right. Maybe if I'd gotten off my ass to help with the reports back then we could've hashed it all out then and there."
"I know I said I wanted a partner change and that you had faults, but Beca, I promise you, I don't want any other partner. And I trust you. I trust you with my life. And you'll make mistakes again, so will I, but I want you with me." Chloe gave her hands a firm squeeze. "And I'm sorry for writing harsh things in the reports just because I was mad at you back then."
"I was kind of a jackass back then." Beca smirked.
"Your words, not mine." Chloe let out a short giggle before attaching her lips to Beca's.
"I love you." Beca whispered again with a grin. "That feels really good to say."
"I love you too." Chloe tilted her head again, moaning into another kiss. Her hands started grasping at Beca, pulling her closer even though their bodies were flush against each other.
The charged words only relit the flame that had consumed them just moments ago. But now there was a whole other component. Chloe frantically moved to straddle Beca again while doing her best to keep their lips from parting. As she let her body roll against Beca like a beginning wave in an oncoming tsunami, her phone rang. And two seconds later, Beca's phone was ringing as well.
"Shit."
"Fuck."
They said simultaneously as they detangled themselves from each other in search of their phones.
"Aubrey." Chloe held her's up.
"Jesse." Beca did the same.
Saving the world didn't seem to afford pauses for agents who wanted to make love after saying those three special words.
"Beca. How are the injuries?" Jesse asked as soon as she and Chloe arrived at the meeting.
"They're fine." Beca nodded confidently, while Chloe gave her a small scowl but not arguing.
"No doctor restrictions?"
"No sir."
"Although, maybe we could have our Agency doctor take a look at her." Chloe suggested, a little fearful of Beca jumping back in too soon.
"No, we don't." Beca gave a pleading smile to Chloe, really not wanting to start another fight when they just made up less than an hour ago.
"Fine." Chloe sighed, knowing this one wasn't worth the argument.
"Alright then." Jesse proceeded and handed them each a file. "One of our top international agents, Lilly Onakuramara, has been MIA for three days now. We worry she has been captured and is being held in a top secret Japanese militia base." Jesse paced in front of a screen in the briefing room before Beca, Chloe, and Aubrey. "She has many secrets on the Japanese government that we are not yet privy to. That combined with the secrets she has on us, it is imperative we find her immediately. Now, this base is fairly unique. They don't use guns. You would think this would give us an advantage, but I strongly suggest you think otherwise. This private military is quick, agile, aggressive, and violent. They can strike in the blink of an eye before we could grab our gun from its holster. So don't underestimate them."
"However, we don't know for certain where she is." Aubrey stepped in. "All we know is her last known location was Japan. So we want to send you two in to gather intel. Its not a rescue mission yet. We just want to gather as much information as we can on this base for if and when we need to rescue her. For now, just scope the place out, talk to our leads, see if anyone has seen or heard from Agent Onakuramara. And hopefully we can find her before she's captured, but we realize that is unlikely."
"We have a hotel for you to stay and several contacts for you to get in communication with." Jesse pointed in the file to the information. "I know this sounds pretty easy, but this military group we think could capture is very dangerous. If things go south quickly we want some of our best there and ready."
"Got it." Beca nodded along. When they were dismissed they headed to their office and Beca disappointedly tossed the file on her desk.
"This is basically a babysitting job." She said with a purse of her lips.
"What are you talking about?"
"They're putting us on a basic intel assignment so I don't hurt myself. But they don't want to completely put me on the sideline because they know I'd get pissed."
"I don't think that's what they're doing." Chloe gave a little chuckle, wondering if that's exactly what Aubrey was planning. "I mean, depending on how things go we could come into some issues and things could get intense."
"Yeah, right." Beca scoffed.
"Look at it this way." Chloe stood up and walked over to Beca's desk, wrapping her fingers of one hand around Beca's neck with a reassuring squeeze. "We'll have a hotel, probably a nice one. And we can spend some quality time. Just because we're not chasing terrorists and shooting guns doesn't mean we can't find a way to have fun." She winked before placing a quick kiss on Beca's lips.
"I like the way you think." Beca grinned back as she lurched forward slightly to continue their little liplock.
"Here's your-" Aubrey walked through the door with little blue envelopes and smirked. "Travel info." She handed them both an envelope with a knowing grin on her face. They moved away from each other sheepishly. Beca covered her bottom lip with her upper while staring at the ground. Chloe sofly ran her fingers over her lips, also avoiding eye contact.
"Its a miracle I didn't catch you sooner." Aubrey shook her head with a laugh as she strolled out.
Chloe and Beca entered their hotel, feeling mildly jet-lagged. They had learned to adapt, but they still felt the effects sometimes.
"This is nice." Beca looked around at the wide open room. There was a little tea area with a short table and four cushions beside a wall of windows that overlooked the ocean. There was a canopy bed with privacy drapes and a fireplace off to the side. There was a small dining area with a fridge, stove top, keurig, and minibar.
"Not as nice as our fake honeymoon, but still." Chloe said jokingly as she put some clothes in the closet.
"Yep, no TV in the shower." Beca said disappointedly while peeking in the bathroom. "But the tub looks nice."
"Why don't you take a bath? Soak your knee. I'll get us some room service." Chloe sat down on the bed and flipped through the menu.
"Not that I'm admitting to being in pain, but that sounds amazing." Beca started filling the tub and Chloe mumbled something about how stubborn she was while Beca couldn't hear her.
"What sounds good to eat?" Chloe asked loud enough so Beca could hear over the sound of the running water. And then Beca peaked around the bathroom door with a devilishly grin. "Food, Beca." Chloe shook her head, knowing exactly what Beca's grin meant, but unable to hide her smile.
"I'm good with anything." Beca laughed as she disappeared back into the bathroom.
Chloe had just finished browsing the menu and was about to call downstairs when Beca re-emerged in one of the robes. Chloe's heart thudded and she hated how much of an effect the brunette could have on her. And judging by the smug look on Beca's face, she knew it and loved it.
"Why don't you join me before we eat dinner?" Beca unfastened the robe slightly. "You and your magic hands might be able to really heal my knee."
"I thought your knee was perfectly fine." Chloe scoffed as she tossed the menu down and sauntered over to where Beca stood.
"Fine, but not great. How about you work your magic?" Beca grabbed her by the hands and walked backwards into the bathroom.
"You just want me to touch you." Chloe rolled her eyes as she willingly followed.
"And is that so wrong?" Beca smirked as she stepped beside the bathtub and removed her robe. Chloe swallowed watching as Beca's naked body slid into the warm water, welcoming her to follow.
Beca sunk down into the bubbles enjoying the show of Chloe removing her clothes. Chloe took her time popping each button before letting her top gently fall off her shoulders to the floor. She quickly stepped out of her jeans, pulling her underwear with them. She felt so smug as she watched Beca basically drool as she undressed. There was something special about being in love with someone who looked at her the way Beca did. It was nice to be wanted, to be desired. And even if Beca could drive her crazy sometimes, it was all worth it for Chloe to see Beca looking at her like that.
"You forgot an item." Beca nodded at Chloe's purple bra. The one Beca knew that Chloe knew she liked.
"I'm saving the best for last." Chloe put her hands behind her back. "I know you're a boob gal." She took her agonizing time unhooking it and slowly moving the straps down her arms before letting it drop to the floor with the rest of her discarded clothes.
Beca smiled slyly as she gave a pat to her thighs that were under the bubbles. Chloe just shook her head and motioned for Beca to scoot forward. Beca pushed herself forward, gripping the sides of the tub. Chloe carefully stepped in behind her, making sure to not slip. As she sat down she let her legs slide past Beca on both sides. Beca quickly had her hands on the soft skin beside her.
Chloe let out a sigh as Beca leaned against her and she wrapped her arms around the smaller woman's waist. She used a hand to brush Beca's hair to one shoulder as her lips found purchase on the firm muscle between her neck and shoulder.
Her breath was hot against Beca's skin as her lips continued their journey along Beca's shoulder and up her neck, with pauses to gently nip at her earlobe. Then Chloe slowly moved Beca's hair back over and did the same slow and thorough journey on the other other side. All the while she kept her hands moving and kneading along Beca's thighs.
Beca had accepted this would be a slow buildup. She kept her breath steady as she felt the soft lips caress her skin and leaned into Chloe with each movement. Her own hands gently massaged up and down Chloe's calves and shins.
Chloe's hands wandered up to Beca's shoulders and ran down her upper arms. She repeated the journey a few times, increasing pressure as she went. Beca didn't even know how sore her muscles were until Chloe got her hands on them to knead out of the knots. As Chloe slowly moved her fingers up and down Beca's arms she rested her chin on her shoulder.
"This is nice."
"Really nice." Beca nodded with an extra squeeze to Chloe's thigh. "It makes me wish one of us had a tub back home." Then she turned her head slightly so she could capture Chloe's lips with her own. It was a simple kiss, one that had Beca's lips curling into a smile as she pulled back.
Chloe kept her chin on Beca's shoulder as her hands continued their journey south. Her fingers trailed delicately over her ribs down to the crease in Beca's hips and back up. When Beca let out a snort and flinch at a ticklish spot, Chloe smirked and continued on. Her thumbs dug into the crease in Beca's hips, getting close to the spot that Beca was needing her more and more.
Her hands slid up and down Beca's thighs, fingers taking a moment to trace over Beca's kneecaps. She breathed heavily against Beca's neck as her hands slowly moved up Beca's stomach until they found firm rounds of wet flesh. She leaned her own chest firmly into Beca's back as she nipped along Beca's lower neck.
"You give amazing massages, baby." Beca's voice was raspy, her breathing labored. She was honestly ready for the massage to reach its...climax so to speak. Chloe hummed in agreement as she let her thumbs gently play with Beca's nipples that had quickly grown stiff. She let her left hand stay as her right hand slid down Beca's toned stomach and found her way to Beca's core. She couldn't tell as easily as she normally would how wet Beca was due to the bath, but she was pretty sure she knew anyway.
She slipped a finger inside Beca and revelled in how Beca responded. Beca gasped and pushed her body closer to Chloe's and her hips rolled against Chloe's hand. Chloe let her finger massage Beca's inner walls at a steady pace until she added another finger. Beca groaned as she reached back and gripped onto Chloe's hair as her hips rolled harder against Chloe's hand, water nearly seeping out of the tub with the movements.
Chloe moved her body against Beca with each slow thrust. They were in perfect sync. Chloe thrusted and curled her fingers against Beca's core until she could feel Beca start to move erratically. She knew Beca was close. She pumped her fingers into her as hard and fast as she could while her other hand maintained a firm pressure on Beca's breast. And the cherry on top that Chloe knew would get Beca to tumble over the edge, she sucked on Beca's earlobe then trailed wet open-mouthed kisses down her neck. She thought at one point she might have been too aggressive and worried about leaving a mark when they had a meeting the next day.
Beca's hips started bucking harder and harder and Chloe rolled her own core against the backside of Beca. They moved with and against each other, letting the bubbles of the bath cover their skin in warmth. More warmth than they already had. Beca let out a strangled moan as she grasped to Chloe's red hair beside her as if she were holding onto life. Chloe was never one to turn her nose up at a hair tug or pull during sex and this was no exception. She let out her own high pitched gasp. She quickly moved her hand from Beca's breast to her own clit to rub quick, tight circles to help her join Beca in ecstasy. And she came with a choked cry alongside Beca.
They came down from their highs to the sound of heavy panting and deep breaths. When they finally reach normal heart rates they held onto one on another just enjoying the connection they shared in the moment. Physical, emotional, mental. Chloe had never felt so linked to another human being, neither did Beca.
Once they were able to remove themselves from their sensual bath, they shared the room service that Chloe had planned on ordering earlier before she joined Beca in the tub. The shared idle chatter as they taste tested the various foods Chloe had wanted to try. There was also a lot of time spent in comfortable silence; eating food and sharing loving glances. For a moment Chloe forgot they were agents on a mission. She felt like she was in a normal relationship, just on vacation. And even though they would never be normal, she was more than happy with the life they had managed to share together. She also had bright hopes and plans for what their unstable and atypical life might be.
Beca woke up to the morning light peeking through their curtains. She inhaled the scent of Chloe beside her and scooted closer, wrapping a hand around her bare waist. She could sense Chloe was sleepily regaining consciousness as she took a deep breath and moved her back even closer to Beca.
Beca let her hand wander lower, letting her fingers dance and tickle over Chloe's sensitive skin, making the redhead let out a huff. Beca knew Chloe was trying to keep herself calm. For some reason, Chloe hated showing Beca how quickly she could turn her on. Something about Beca's pride not needing anymore stroking.
"Beca, what are you doing?" Chloe asked, nearly breathless.
"Returning the favor for last night." Beca mumbled as she kissed the side of Chloe's neck.
"We have a meeting this morning."
"I won't take long." Beca grazed her lips over Chloe's ear just as Chloe's alarm went off. "Hit snooze." Beca moved her hand quicker, hoping to make Chloe weak enough to just hit snooze.
"Beca." Chloe whined through labored breath.
"Come on, baby. I'll be fast I promise." Beca slipped a second finger into Chloe while massaging her clit with her thumb rapidly.
"Okay, fine." Chloe let out a frustrated breath and reached out and slapped her phone before sliding back against Beca. Beca smirked against her skin as she made quick work of returning the favor.
Chloe's ringtone went off obnoxiously loud again. Chloe had fallen asleep almost immediately after Beca had given her a quick but intense orgasm. She realized it wasn't her alarm tone, though. She leaned over and saw Aubrey's name, practically glaring at her, on her screen.
"Aubrey? Hello?" Chloe sat up, trying to not sound like she had just woken up.
"Chloe thank God." Aubrey exhaled heavily into the phone. Her relief quickly turned into a reprimand. "Why did I get a call from Agent Fumiro that you never showed up to the arranged meeting? We thought you might have been captured!"
"I'm sorry! It was...jet-lag." Chloe ran a hand through her hair as Beca scooted closer and put a hand on Chloe's stomach.
"Please, you never get jet-lag that bad." Aubrey huffed angrily. "Now get your head out of your ass...or should I say Beca's vagina?"
"Oh my God, Aubrey, that's not-." Chloe clenched her eyes shut in embarrassment and then slapped Beca's wandering hand so hard that Beca understood she meant it. Beca took her hand back and shook it mouthing 'ow!'
"We arranged another meeting with Agent Fumiro and you better not miss this. He could have very valuable information. Understood?"
"Yes. Text me the details. We'll be there." Chloe said firmly.
"Good." Aubrey hung up abruptly without saying goodbye and Chloe spun her head around to glare at Beca who was laying on her pillow with her hands underneath, looking like a worried puppy about to be scolded.
"Get dressed." Chloe sighed as she stumbled out of bed to get ready.
"You in trouble?" Beca asked cautiously as she did as she was told.
"We are in trouble. We missed our meeting with Agent Fumiro because I hit stop instead of snooze on the alarm. And Aubrey knows exactly why we weren't at the meeting and called me out on it and I don't think I've ever been so mortified." Chloe rattled on as she frantically pulled clothes out of the closet to put on.
"I'm sorry I can't keep my hands to myself when I have a hot girlfriend who just recently told me she's in love with me." Beca shrugged as she tried to put her hands on Chloe's waist. Chloe quickly slapped them away, less aggressively than a minute ago.
"She told me to get my head out of your vagina and make it to the meeting." Chloe deadpanned.
"Oh. That's-" Beca stuttered and cleared her throat, keeping her hands to herself this time. "That's awkward."
"Yes. So I'm sorry if hearing my best friend and boss, Aubrey Posen say that to me ruins my libido. Let's just be professional and get to this meeting. We'll be fine." Chloe sighed as she started undressing right in front of Beca, who couldn't help but stare. "And don't ogle me. Get dressed."
They met with Fumiro at a small restaurant on a busy street. Chloe expressed their profuse apologies for missing breakfast, which he quickly waved off, insisting it was fine.
"How about we order some sake?" Beca asked as she perused the menu.
"No, no. You must try this tea!" Agent Fumiro interjected. "It is an ancient tradition and makes the body energized and focused. It tastes delicious as an added bonus. How about a round for the table?" He asked excitedly. Beca and Chloe shrugged, accepting to give it a try. He knew more about the culture than they did after all. He scurried off to the kitchen and returned with three tea cups.
"To our shared goal." He held his cup up and did a quick toast with the girls just before the food arrived. Chloe couldn't help but find it amusing how Beca tried so desperately hard to use the chopsticks and fail miserably. She finally politely asked the waitress if they had a fork. Chloe gave her a smug look as she took in a mouthful of noodles with her own chopsticks.
They chatted about Japan for a few minutes while the waiter came back and forth before quietly diving into the real reason they were meeting.
"I believe Agent Onakuramara has been captured." Agent Fumiro lowered his voice while remaining calm and keeping his attention on his food and tea. "She and I worked closely together and all of our back up plans of communication have been silent on her end. I think she's captured by the militant group, Tozuku. In our language it means "thieves." Generally that's all they do. They steal information, sometimes powerful politicians or businessmen for ransom. Their goal is money, not power. Which, thankfully, I think is far less dangerous. They don't believe in weapons with ammunition, but their skill with swords, knives, and similar weapons is extremely dangerous. I believe they are holding Agent Onakuramara in order to bribe both Japanese and U.S governments. My fear is that they will get as much information out of her by any means necessary and then accept any monetary reward they can get after that. It is imperative we find her and their militant base before both our countries lose powerful secrets and a powerful asset."
"Do we know where this base is?" Beca asked.
"I believe I have a good idea. Its in the mountains, quite literally. I think everything is underground. I have been searching for months, but even more aggressively the past few days since I've lost contact with Lilly...Agent Onakuramaru." He quickly corrected.
"We'll find her." Chloe nodded confidently.
"Here are coordinates to where I believe the general location of the base might be. I have a helicopter that could take us to it and also gave directions to our private air strip. Meet me there in two hours." Fumiro passed an envelope to Beca as he sipped the rest of his tea before standing to walk down the street around the corner.
"Okay." Beca nodded and took the envelope. "Do you want to tell Posen?" She glanced at Chloe who had a pensive expression.
"This feels too easy." Chloe mused out loud.
"So do you think we shouldn't go find this base? Did you get a bad vibe on Agent Fumiro?"
"No. I think he's fine. Aubrey trusts him, so I do too. I just thought this would take longer, you know? We had several other contacts we were supposed to meet with." Chloe twirled a chopstick in her hand, thinking.
"We don't have to meet him. We could give the information to the higher ups and let them make a decision." Beca reasoned, hoping to be on the same page as her partner.
"But if we don't, we might lose a good shot at finding her."
"And we might also damage our relationship with Agent Fumiro." Beca rubbed her chin. "I think we would regret it if we passed this up and something happened to Agent Onakunamara when we had an opportunity to possibly find her."
"I agree." Chloe nodded. "Let's go back to the hotel, let Aubrey know about the plan, and head to this location."
"Alright." Beca stood from the table, confident with their decision. She took a few steps and started feeling a little nauseous. She paused for a moment and Chloe rested her hand on her arm.
"You okay?" Chloe asked, concerned.
"Yeah." Beca nodded slowly. As Chloe wrapped her arm around Beca's waist to walk back to the hotel she felt a wave of dizziness herself. This time it was Beca reaching out for her.
"Hey, hey." Beca grabbed her as Chloe stumbled. "Do you feel weird?"
"Very." Chloe took a deep breath, feeling panic boil in her chest. Beca felt her breaths get shorter and shorter and her vision get blurred. Before she knew it her vision was going black as she collapsed on the street, unconscious. Chloe not too far behind her.
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