Chapter 23: Corn
Beca emerged from upstairs, still disappointed she didn't get to wake up next to Chloe. She took the last step downstairs to find Chloe making breakfast. It was the picture of domesticity.
"Good morning!" Chloe flashed her a smile as she pulled out a plate.
"Very good morning." Beca mumbled softly, approaching the redhead.
Chloe flipped an omelet onto a plate and placed three slices of bacon next to it and shoved it toward Beca, avoiding a kiss that Aubrey might see from the living room. Beca then reached for more bacon, receiving a swat from Chloe's spatula.
"Eat half a grapefruit and you can have more bacon." Chloe ordered like a mother.
"But I hate grapefruit." Beca furrowed her brows, chewing on a piece of bacon on her plate.
"Okay, strawberries or…" Chloe looked around in the fridge. "Oranges."
"How many strawberries?" Beca started weighing the pros and cons and how badly she wanted more bacon.
"Five." Chloe removed the strawberries from the fridge and placed them in front of Beca. Beca got up and snagged the whipped cream from the fridge.
"Nope!" Chloe just as quickly snatched it from Beca's hand putting it on her other side.
"Oh my God you're acting like I'm some fifty year old with high cholesterol or something." Beca fell back in her chair and took a bite of the smallest strawberry she could find.
"You know how they end up that way?" Chloe asked rhetorically as she made more eggs for the rest of the house. "They didn't take care of their bodies when they were in their twenties."
"Okay, mooommm…" Beca rolled her eyes, biting another strawberry and making a face.
"So, I've been thinking." Chloe changed the subject.
"Oh, is that why you're in a bossy mood, you strained your brain?" Beca couldn't contain her full body chuckle as Chloe whirled around and tossed an egg at her. Beca's reflexes were good and she caught it before it broke open and made a mess.
"I'll pretend you didn't insult my intelligence just then."
"Okay, okay, so what were you thinking about? Different ways to ravish my twenty something body?" Beca shot a wink, flustering the redhead.
"Yeah...you scared?" Chloe turned around, gathering her composure to fluster the brunette into silence. "Anyway, if you can be quiet for a second. I think we need a code word. You know...for when we want to...you know." Chloe's eyes darted around the kitchen and Beca was actually quiet this time when Chloe just wanted her to finish the thought.
"To what?" Beca munched on a strawberry, genuinely confused.
"When we want to…" Chloe glanced around to make sure they were still the only ones in the room. "Have some intimacy."
"Oh, you mean have sex?" Beca smirked, mouth full of strawberry.
"Yeah. Way to be blunt about it." Chloe sighed. "What do you think?"
"How about strawberry?" Beca held one up.
"No..too common."
"Bacon?" Beca asked with more enthusiasm.
"No! That makes me think of pigs which makes me think of sausage which makes me think of male genitalia."
"Gross!" Beca dropped the piece of bacon she was about to eat. "Don't you dare ruin bacon for me!" Chloe couldn't help her giggle as she returned to the eggs on the stove.
"Why does it have to be food related?" Chloe sprinkled some seasoning on her omelet.
"Because…" Beca gave up on the strawberries and dug into her eggs. "When we want to, we'll be...hungry? For each other?" She tried to make it work with a grin.
"Or because we'll be eating each other out?" Chloe shot back, giggling when she heard Beca choking on her food.
"Gross, dude." Beca took a sip of orange juice.
"Not what you said last night." Chloe winked, enjoying the blush that was covering Beca's face.
"Oh my God, stop." Beca rubbed her eyes. "Oh I got one! Corn."
"Why corn?"
"Because...when was the last time we ever said corn? I don't think we've ever even had it in the Bella house. So its not like we'll use it by mistake. And it rhymes with porn, so perfect."
"You're so weird. But fine, corn it is." Chloe shrugged as she took a seat next to Beca to enjoy her breakfast.
"Morning, ladies." Fat Amy stomped downstairs, stretching sleepily. "Ahh, food. Mama Chloe's the best." She grabbed a plate and stacked it with eggs and bacon. "Gotta fuel up for Captain Posen's rehearsal today."
"Hey, why does she get all the bacon she wants?" Beca pointed at Amy's plate and whined.
"Because I can't take Fat Amy. You, however, I can handle." Chloe gave her a playful stare as she took a bite of eggs.
"Oh yeah?" Beca was insulted. She was going to prove that Chloe couldn't just control her. So she reached for more bacon when Chloe hummed to herself like it didn't bother her.
"No corn." Chloe watched Beca's hand freeze and Beca's eyes slowly turn to face her.
"I hate you." Beca took her hand back and settled for her pitiful pile of bacon on her plate.
"Also not what you said last night." Chloe took a smug sip of her coffee, ignoring the not altogether sincere angry glare coming from Beca.
Aubrey had put the Bellas through the ringer at rehearsals. She had made them do more than their usual cardio, demanded the choreography moves be perfected, and only allowed minimal water breaks. Beca was doing her best to hold her tongue, knowing Chloe would probably just get mad at her if she said something. The girls were all exhausted, practice had already ran ten minutes longer than schedule, and Aubrey was about to have them go through a routine one more time.
"Dude, come on!" Beca tossed her hands in the air and let them slap at her sides. Chloe quickly stepped forward, knowing Beca and Aubrey had reached the point of tiredness that they lost their filters.
"We've already gone over time, Aubs." Chloe looked pleadingly at the blonde. "Overworking the girls won't help us get the routine down."
"Fine." Aubrey rolled her eyes and marched over to her things and started guzzling some water. "We'll reconvene at 8am tomorrow. I'd like to see a better effort out of you, ladies." Groans and grumbles were heard throughout the auditorium and Beca just rolled her eyes, biting her tongue so she wouldn't say something she'd regret.
As the girls slowly filed out of the auditorium, Chloe did some post-workout stretching by her bags. Beca turned around and nearly choked on her water when she saw Chloe bending over, realizing how flexible the redhead was. And that redhead was her girlfriend.
"You know." Beca gulped as she walked closer to Chloe, who slowly moved her body to stand upright. "Your stretching reminds me of these parties my gymnastics team would have when I was little."
"Oh?" Chloe crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes. She knew full well Beca had never been in gymnastics due to her clumsiness and insane lack of flexibility. So she was curious where this statement was going.
"Yeah, we'd have barbecues sometimes and my Dad would make…" Beca glanced around the room and only saw Fat Amy and CR finishing packing their things. "Corn…" Chloe's back straightened as her confusion quickly turned to arousal. "On the cob. It was awesome."
"Hmm…" Chloe couldn't hold back her smirk as she ran her tongue along her teeth. "That does sound...awesome."
"I could definitely go for some corn on the cob!" Fat Amy chimed in. Beca couldn't believe how good her hearing was and she was suddenly grateful for their code word. "Smothered in butter."
"Mmm…" Chloe licked her lips and let her eyebrows jump at Beca for a second. Beca felt her face flush and she knew it was already turning a color similar to that of a tomato. Fat Amy and CR finally tossed their bags over their shoulders and headed for the door.
"Y'all comin?" CR glanced back at Beca and Chloe who had hardly moved.
"Yeah, just want to go over some choreography changes while its fresh on my mind. See you at home!" Chloe spun around and waved at CR and Fat Amy. As soon as the door closed she snatched Beca by the wrist and drug her up the stairs to the audio booth that no one ever was in except for performances in the auditorium. Beca laughed as she nearly fell over the steps as Chloe's grip on her wrist tightened.
"Really?" Beca mumbled as she kissed Chloe slow and backed her into the door. "In here?" Beca asked with mock incredulity.
"Would you rather do it on the piano?" Chloe whispers as she reaches for the handle and they tumble inside.
"But its so dusty...and-" Beca's fake protests were silenced by Chloe's lips on hers and the sound of the door being kicked shut. Chloe grabbed her by her shirt and led her over to the green couch that sat in the back corner of the small room. As Chloe pushed her down and moved to straddle her, she barely let their lips part.
"So?" Chloe leaned ever so slightly back. "Do you want to go somewhere else?" She grinned, seeing the look of arousal and swollen lips on the brunette's face.
"Nuh-uh." Beca shook her head as she pulled Chloe back down to resume their intense make out. Chloe smiled against Beca as her hands trailed down to start pulling up Beca's shirt. Beca smiled too, and let Chloe lead. Never in a million years would she think she'd be having sex in an auditorium's A/V room with her hot best friend/girlfriend. She was just glad life didn't always go the way she planned.
Chloe can't help herself, she loves music. She finds herself singing or humming absent-mindedly on a daily basis. Her only soul crushing regret in life is that she never learned to play a musical instrument. But, as her love of acapella can attest to, all the music she needs to create can come from her mouth. She especially loves it when the notes that pass through her lips or from her throat harmonize with another person. She especially loves it when that other person is Beca.
Chloe was doing a mixture of singing and humming Maroon 5's "Girls Like You" while she flipped through a magazine at the kitchen counter. It was later in the evening, so most of the bellas were probably home somewhere. It had been Lilly's turn to cook, and they were probably all still in a state of semi hunger, being too scared to eat everything that had been prepared for them. Her eyes shot up when Beca entered and started harmonizing with her without missing a beat as she opened the freezer. Chloe kept singing along, even though Beca still had her back to her. She was about to make a milkshake and immediately stopped singing to let out a groan of frustration that the ice cream was gone. She spun around to see Chloe staring at her with an intensity that sent a shiver down Beca's spine.
"What?" Beca grinned, knowing full well it turned Chloe on when they harmonized. Or even if Beca was just singing alone. She was very proud of the fact that her voice was able to get the redhead so worked up.
"I think we're out of corn too." Chloe's eyes narrowed and Beca's quickly searched the rooms in eyesight for any other bella, landing on Fat Amy sprawled on the couch.
"Guess we should...um…" Beca swallowed, looking back to Chloe. "Go get some?"
"Mhm." Chloe slapped the magazine shut and stood up from the counter. "I'll drive." She spun around and marched to the front door to grab her keys. Beca quickly grabbed her shoes from behind the couch and turned to nearly jog out the door.
"Hey!" Fat Amy called out, pointing an accusatory finger. "Where are you two going?" Chloe and Beca were frozen by the door that Chloe had just opened.
"We...we're out of ice cream." Chloe shrugged. "Just going to go pick some up."
"Yeah, real quickie...quick!" Beca shot a nervous glance at Chloe as she cleared her throat.
"Get some strawberry, then. Oh and some rocky road! Oh and-"
"Two's the limit, Amy." Chloe sang as she pulled Beca by her shirt out the door once Amy had turned around. Fat Amy mumbled something incoherent that Chloe couldn't hear as she shut the door. Beca just smiled mischievously at her as they stood in the doorway.
"Get in the car." Chloe giggled, giving Beca a little shove, knowing they'd probably get caught if they started kissing right then.
They drove for a few minutes, passing the grocery store, and Chloe couldn't help but keep her hand resting on Beca's thigh. Beca was just rubbing circles over the top of Chloe's hand. But as the drive went on, she got a little restless. She leaned over and gave a soft kiss to Chloe's neck. Chloe immediately tensed, and gripped the steering wheel harder. And then Beca was twisting and sliding her hand up Chloe's thigh while moving her tongue near the back of her ear.
"God, Beca, you're going to make me wreck." Chloe shook her head, trying to shoo Beca away. Beca only smirked in her cocky way that Chloe had noticed was plastered on her face a whole lot more often recently than it was the previous year.
Chloe finally found the secluded spot she was searching for and parked beneath a few trees on a hill that overlooked part of the small college town. She shut the ignition off and turned to face Beca. She could tell Beca was about to make some smartass comment so she surged forward and pressed her lips against the brunette's. Beca couldn't help but let out a surprised groan.
"We can't take too long." Chloe broke away to gasp for air as she gripped Beca's shirt in her fists. She nearly picked Beca up as she shoved her toward the backseat.
"I get that you want me." Beca grinned as she swiped her tongue through Chloe's mouth quickly as she maneuvered herself through the space between the driver and passenger seats. "But you don't have to manhandle me."
"I'll handle you how I want." Chloe winked as she watched Beca flop down awkwardly into the backseat and get comfortable. "Take off your pants." She demanded as she slightly more gracefully climbed back with her to straddle her.
"So demanding." Beca couldn't wipe the eager smile off her face as she shimmied out of her sweatpants. Chloe had quickly discarded her running shorts and t-shirt and was now flush against Beca. She quickly drug her fingers up Beca's sides, removing her tank top.
"If you're in such a rush." Beca tried to keep her voice steady as she felt Chloe's lips attach to her neck. "Why are you taking up time undressing me."
"How about you stop talking." Chloe continued kissing all around Beca's neck and down to her collarbone. "And just let me have my way with you."
"Alright just this once." Beca gulped as Chloe started kissing her way south, resigned to let Chloe do whatever she wanted.
After nearly an hour in the back seat of Chloe's car, and several rounds of fun for both, Beca and Chloe realized they really should head back home. Time had gotten away from them more than they had planned. They grudgingly put their clothes back on and climbed back into their respective seats.
"So…" Beca sighed and leaned her head against the headrest, feeling worn out. "Are you going to want to jump my bones every time I sing with you."
"Nope." Chloe stole a quick glance at Beca. "I want to jump your bones any time you sing. Period."
"Damn." Beca let out a scoff that was half a laugh. "I'm going to get lucky a lot, huh?"
"Oh, shut up. Your newfound cockiness definitely takes some of the attraction away." Chloe still hadn't stopped smiling. Beca just shrugged, not letting any of her cocky air subside.
They pulled to the front of the bella house and Chloe let out a shrill "shit!"
"What? What's wrong?" Beca nearly jumped out of her seat, but was pulled back by the seatbelt.
"We didn't get any ice cream." Chloe groaned as she rolled her head in exasperation towards Beca.
"Oh, dammit!" Beca whined. "And you know damn well Fat Amy isn't going to bed until she knows her ice cream is safe in the freezer."
"We'll just say we had to go to several stores before we found rocky road?" Chloe shrugged sheepishly.
"Just keep it in your pants this time, Beale." Beca smirked as she settled back in as Chloe drove back off to go to the store for the ice cream they promised Fat Amy.
Over a month had gone by and Chloe and Beca were thoroughly enjoying their secret relationship. Their use of the term "corn" had become a Pavlonian effect on both of them. As soon as one whispered the word, the other would become immediately aroused. Sometimes it was difficult though if that arousal occurred in the middle of a packed Bella house. They were not perfect at hiding either; they had nearly been caught on multiple occasions. Aubrey would give them suspicious looks if they were in Chloe's bed "studying" or "working on Bella stuff" though she had yet to get any solid evidence that there was anything going on. One time Chloe shoved Beca away during a heated makeout session, making her fall to the floor. Aubrey chalked it up to Beca being exceptionally clumsy. The other Bellas were blissfully ignorant of anything possibly going on.
Their worst offense at nearly getting caught by the already suspicious Aubrey was when they thought they had the house to themselves for an afternoon. Beca skipped a class, knowing everyone but Chloe was gone. They had been making out for awhile when Chloe sat up and looked curiously at Beca.
"What's wrong?" Beca ran her hand soothingly along Chloe's side.
"Nothing...just..." Chloe rarely got shy, so Beca was quite intrigued as she watched Chloe bite her lip. "What do you think about a shower?"
"Like shower sex?" Beca grinned. Chloe just nodded apprehensively. "Well..." Beca thought. "I've never really thought about it. It never seemed very practical."
"Its not about practicality." Chloe rolled her eyes.
"And you want to?" Beca cocked an eyebrow and Chloe nodded in response. "Then, I'm game." Beca's hesitant purse of her lips turned into a full blown smile seeing how excited Chloe got.
"Awes!" Chloe jumped up and reached for Beca's hand, guiding her into the bathroom she shared with Aubrey.
Their clothes were piled on the floor and Chloe tested the water to check the temperature. She nodded for Beca to get in and quickly followed. They looked at each other hesitantly before Chloe stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Beca. She kissed Beca under the water slowly, which was all the encouragement Beca needed to relax.
They kissed for awhile before Chloe let her hands roam along Beca's body. She let her right hand slip between Beca's legs, making the brunette snatch the small towel rack and groan in pleasure. Chloe grinned into their kiss as she let her finger curl and stroke inside of Beca. Beca was already out of breath, the new experience getting her excited quicker than usual.
"Fuck, Chlo." She sighed as her heart nearly beat right out of her chest. As Chloe slipped a second finger in, she knew Beca would be finished soon. Beca panted and then dropped her head to Chloe's shoulder, holding onto her so she wouldn't slip as she came down.
"So you like?" Chloe kissed her neck gently as she gently let her hand slide away.
"Beca likes." The brunette grinned as she stood back up straight. She looked into Chloe's dark eyes and quickly moved her lips her breast. Chloe's breath hitched as she held onto Beca's hair. Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door.
"Shit..." Chloe mumbled.
"Did you lock the door?" Beca looked up. Chloe just guiltily bit her lip, knowing she didn't.
"Chloe! You in the shower? I'm coming in, gotta pee!" Aubrey burst in the door and Chloe was suddenly grateful that she had bought a dark shower curtain, so Aubrey couldn't see their silhouettes.
"She..." Beca was about to whisper when Chloe quickly put her hand up to her mouth to keep her quiet. Beca did not like being shushed, so to retaliate she quickly slid her own finger into Chloe, returning the favor from a few minutes earlier.
"Fuck!" Chloe groaned, slapping her hand on the wall, before glaring at Beca.
"You okay?" Aubrey asked as she flushed the toilet.
"Yeah...just uh, dropped the shampoo on my foot." Chloe's voice was shaky as Beca didn't slow down. When Aubrey left and Chloe heard the door shut, she jumped forward, licking into Beca's mouth. She bit down on Beca's lip, earning a small moan of pain. Beca picked up her pace as Chloe pushed her against the shower wall. Once Chloe climaxed and calmed down she gave Beca a pointed look.
"You'll pay for that."
"I should hope so." Beca shrugged with no remorse.
Aubrey had announced early in the week that Friday night would be the famous karaoke contest at the Treble Lounge. The prize was going to be a sizeable gift card to Dave and Buster's. Aubrey knew how much her bellas enjoyed going there. That combined with her intense competitiveness, she was demanding of the bellas to perform well. It was almost like a mini-performance for the bellas in Aubrey's mind.
Beca was actually looking forward to this karaoke night this time. Even though she was usually fundamentally opposed to forced bella bonding, knowing Chloe's arousal to her singing made it a bit more appealing. She had even had Amy take her to the mall to put together an outfit that was based solely on going with her new red converse shoes her dad had gotten for her. By the end of the shopping trip her sides were hurting from laughing at Fat Amy's antics. But she was pretty happy with the success of the trip, considering she usually hated shopping. She came away with an outfit she was pretty excited about. She got new black skinny jeans, a red collarless leather jacket, and Amy even convinced her to get a leather Miami Heat hat, since the red would complete the outfit. She was most excited about whether or not Chloe would like it.
And like it she did. When Beca descended the stairs as the bellas started gathering in the living room, Chloe did a double take and bit her lip as she took in the whole outfit. She liked the leather, the red converse, and especially the hat. Which surprised her. The hat was what really got her excited for some reason. Maybe because the look was Bieber-esque, but she would never tell Beca that, because she'd never wear it again. Beca tipped her hat and shot Chloe a wink before anyone else could notice.
Aubrey clapped her hands to indicate she was in captain mode and hustled her lackadaisical group of bellas out the door so they weren't late for the sign up. As usual, Beca rode with Chloe with three bellas in the back. It took all her will power to not reach across the center console and put her hand on Chloe's knee or her lips on her neck. But there'd be time later, she kept reminding herself, especially with the looks Chloe was giving her.
"Hey, Bellas!" Jesse came walking up to the tables that the bellas occupied. Benji had his arm resting gently on his shoulder and gave the bellas a warm smile.
"Hello, Jesse." Aubrey nodded, with a slight edge to her tone. "Are you participating?"
"Of course! Where's there's singing, there's a Jesse!" He smiled widely.
"Then you are the enemy. You may leave." Aubrey waved a hand at him to shoo him away.
"Aw, are you still embarrassed about not realizing I was gay. Can't get over not being able to get with this?" Jesse ran his hand up and down his body dramatically. Aubrey just huffed and turned her head to avoid looking at him.
"Aw, Jesse. Don't be mean." Benji rubbed his back. "I hope you don't hate me either, Aubrey since I did get all this." He winked at Jesse. Beca just grinned at Aubrey from across their table.
"So what are singing tonight, Becs?" Jesse stepped over closer to her. Just as Beca opened her mouth to answer Aubrey shot her an angry glare and ordered her not to say.
"Dude, its not like they can plan differently to beat us." Beca rolled her eyes, looking at Aubrey like she was insane.
"Whatever she sings, it'll be awes." Chloe leaned and bumped her shoulder against Beca, and their eye contact lingered for a moment. Aubrey had her head turned, but Jesse caught it. He looked between the two and smiled knowingly at Beca.
"Dude, are you-" He pointed between the two and was about to ask when Beca jumped up and cut him off.
"Empty?" Beca's voice rose an octave as she shook her empty glass and lunged at Jesse. "Yep, definitely need a refill." She guided him over to the bar.
"Uh, what was that about?" Jesse leaned on his elbow, grinning like an idiot at Beca. Benji stood beside him also grinning.
"Dude, we don't want the bellas knowing right now." Beca whispered and then jumped when she heard a squeal from Benji.
"There's a we! I knew it!" Benji clapped his hands and Jesse couldn't stifle his laugh as he wrapped Beca up in a hug.
"I'm so happy for you Beca!"
"Ok, great. Thanks." Beca shoved him away and looked around to spot any bellas.
"How are things going?" Jesse whispered conspiratorially.
"Fine." Beca stared blankly at him.
"Come on…" Benji whined. "Give us some deets."
"Fine...its...its awesome." Beca's body melted into a smile she couldn't wipe off her face. Benji and Jesse looked at each other and "aww-ed."
"Have y'all consummated it yet?" Jesse winked.
"Dude!" Beca gave him a firm punch on the shoulder. "TMI." She felt her cheeks turning rosy red. Jesse gave her a proud nudge like he knew the answer.
"Well you deserve it, Becs." Jesse regained his seriousness. "Its great to see you looking happy. And she…" He stole a glance over at Chloe. "Looks pretty damn happy too."
"Thanks." Beca blushed. "I am happy. Really happy."
All the bellas had sung, and it was finally Beca's turn. Chloe was excited to see her girlfriend perform, but was nervous about what it might do to her with Aubrey sitting right beside her. Beca got up to the stage to light applause and she adjusted her hat.
"This one is for our new Latina Bella!" Beca pointed at Flo. Fat Amy and Stacie started jostling her as the rest of the bellas whooped and cheered. Beca looked down dramatically before the music started then whipped her head back up as the intro to Pitbull's "Suavemente" came on. Chloe loved when Beca got a few drinks in her because she always turned into a more outgoing person. And it was pretty fun to watch.
Beca started singing the familiar Spanglish song, much to the delight of Flo. She was moving her shoulders to the beat while Beca sang the lyrics. When Beca caught Chloe's eye, she did a little dance that emphasized some hip movement. Chloe felt little butterfly wings in her chest flutter to life.
The stage was small, but Beca sure did command it. She made use of every square inch. When she could see that Chloe's eyes were staring intensely at her she started dancing more, moving her hips in perfect rhythm with the music while hitting every note and every word. She kept flashing Chloe knowing glances, but kept it pretty undercover since she was sending winks and waves at various other bellas as well.
"Its shocking how good of a dancer Beca is. She hides it well under all of her clumsiness, surliness and anti-acapella persona." Aubrey shrugged at Chloe while they watched Beca. Chloe didn't respond, but just kept her eyes glued on the brunette as she brought her drink that she'd been nursing all night up to her lips to guzzle it down.
"And did you know she could sing in Spanish?" Aubrey gave a light chuckle as she looked at Chloe, who still didn't respond. "Chloe? You okay?" Her name seemed to snap her back to reality.
"What?"
"Beca? Did you know she could sing in Spanish?"
"Oh, nope. Didn't know that. Impressive." Chloe gulped as she stuttered out the words.
"She might just win us the contest." Aubrey smirked proudly.
As the song ended, Beca took a bow before replacing the microphone in its rightful spot. The bellas were cheering and whistling and Fat Amy did her trademark catcalls. Sober Beca would have been embarrassed, trying to shush them all at once. Inebriated Beca soaked it all in and even waved her hand, encouraging more cheers from her crazy group of girls.
She plopped down in the empty seat at Aubrey and Chloe's table. She took a long sip of her beer that was waiting for her. Aubrey was about to compliment Beca on a good performance when Chloe slammed her palm on the table.
"Corn." She half-growled, half-shrieked. Beca nearly spit out her drink and then started coughing once she was able to swallow it down. Aubrey's eyes were wide in shock as she stared at Chloe in confusion for her sudden outburst.
"Do you have some weird form of tourettes or something?" Aubrey cocked an eyebrow once Beca had stopped coughing.
"No, I just…" Chloe thought for a minute as she looked away from Beca and to Aubrey. "I think I ate some bad corn. I'm not feeling well. Becs?" She spun her head back to Beca who just looked at her wide-eyed. "Do you mind driving me home?"
"Uh, sure. Yeah, no prob." Beca nearly fell out of her chair. "Just..uh let me pay my tab."
"Chloe, Beca's been drinking." Aubrey scolded her as she reached for her purse. "I'll drive you home."
"No." Chloe shot back quickly, earning an odd look from Aubrey. "I'll drive. I only had one drink. Plus, you have your own car."
"Stacie can drive it back." Aubrey waved her off.
"But you need to watch the bellas. Make sure we win and everything. And make sure Fat Amy doesn't get us banned or anything." Chloe was nearly whining, trying not to sound frustrated at trying to convince Aubrey to stay.
"Fine." Aubrey rolled her eyes. "But text me when you get home. Don't let Beca drive. And take some of the medicine that's on top of the fridge. We can't afford you getting sick."
"K, mom." Chloe's body relaxed once she realized Aubrey wasn't arguing anymore. She bent down and gave her a quick hug before spinning toward the door where Beca was standing and waiting with her heel tapping up and down impatiently.
Chloe came to a screeching halt in front of the bella house and both girls scrambled unbuckling their seat belts to get inside as fast as possible. They knew the karaoke contest would be over in a little bit and the bellas would be home in an hour or two.
Once inside the door, Chloe kicked it shut and made sure it was locked before she nearly attacked Beca's lips with her own. Beca stumbled backward, but quickly recovered as she wrapped her hands around the redhead's waist. Chloe pushed forward accidentally slamming Beca's back into the kitchen island. Beca let out a mumble of slight pain, ignoring it though due to other senses taking control of her thought processes.
Chloe impulsively grabbed Beca's jacket and pulled it down her arms and tossed it carelessly to the side as she surged forward again to reconnect their lips. Beca stumbled back again, this time knocking a few various items off the counter, clamoring to the floor.
"Feeling aggressive tonight?" Beca pulled away to catch her breath.
"What can I say, you get to me." Chloe shrugged as she pulled Beca to the stairs. Beca was about to make another comment when Chloe pushed her against the wall halfway up the stairs and shut her up by kissing her. Beca's hands stroked up and down Chloe's back as Chloe reached to pop open Beca's jean button. They pulled apart for a moment, gasping for air, and Beca took the moment to slide out of her jeans tossing them in the direction of the couch but they got caught on the banister. Chloe walked backwards, pulling Beca by her shirt.
When they reached the upstairs hall, Chloe pulled at the hem and quickly slipped it over Beca's shoulders, leaving her nearly naked. Beca took stock of the situation and frowned.
"You need to catch up." She pointed her finger up and down at Chloe, stepping back before Chloe could kiss her again. Chloe just grinned devilishly at her as she crossed her arms, pulling her top slowly over her head and tossing it into Beca's room. Beca bit her bottom lip as Chloe slowly shimmied out of her jeans, not breaking eye contact.
"Better?" Chloe tilted an eyebrow as she slowly leaned in, inches from Beca's lips. Beca only nodded rapidly. Chloe quickly closed the space and let her tongue sneak into Beca's mouth, feeling Beca shiver against her. She guided Beca into the room before quickly breaking apart and spinning around, earning a groan of protest from Beca.
"Hold on…" Chloe returned with Beca's hat that had fallen in the hall. "Keep the hat on." She whispered as she put it back on Beca's head, but moving the brim sideways so she could still kiss her easily.
"So you like the hat, huh?" Beca said smugly.
"Yeah." Chloe breathed as she reached around to snap Beca's bra off in one quick fluid motion. Beca quickly grabbed Chloe by the waist and pushed her onto her bed. Once she got situated, hovering over the redhead, she just smiled, adjusting her cap.
"I like this." Chloe whispered, stroking her fingers up and down Beca's arm, taking a moment to realize that she actually had Beca. And they were dating. And they were having a lot of fun.
"I do too." Beca whispered back, giving her a quick kiss. "But…" Her hands reached to Chloe's back, removing her bra too, just not quite as smoothly as Chloe had. Something to work on, she thought to herself. "I can think of something you like a little more."
"Oh, yeah?" Chloe gulped as Beca's lips moved down her neck.
"Oh yeah." Beca replied emphatically as her mouth moved down to the valley between Chloe's breasts.
"I think…" Chloe's hands moved to grab Beca's hair. She let out a little gasp as she felt Beca's lips cover on breast while a hand covered the other. "I think you're going to have to prove that."
"Will do, girlfriend." Beca leaned up and shot Chloe a wink, before letting her lips return to her body.
Stacie and Fat Amy entered the house pretty tipsy after calling a campus cab. Fat Amy had been kindly asked to leave after an uproar over not being the top winner of the karaoke contest. The bellas still won, but Beca was top dog, Aubrey gloatingly accepting the prize in her place.. Fat Amy nearly broke the karaoke machine and Stacie had to wrangle her away and flirt shamelessly with the owner in order to get him to not call the cops. She brought Amy home and she had already calmed down quite a bit.
"Well that's odd, not like Beca." Fat Amy reached down to pick up Beca's leather jacket.
"What?" Stacie looked at her confused.
"We just bought this jacket. And it wasn't exactly on the clearance rack. It's not like Beca to leave her clothes on the ground She's got all that plaid organized all OCD like in her closet."
"Hmm…" Stacie took the jacket to inspect it, checking if it was actually of any good quality. As she set it on the back of a chair, her head suddenly tilted up when she heard a noise. It sounded like muffled moaning, but that couldn't be right. Chloe and Beca had left together, claiming some sort of sickness. And Stacie knew she hadn't seen either of them hook up with anyone at the bar. Her eyes shot wide open when she heard the unmistakable voice of Chloe shout Beca's name in a manner that one could only deduce was sexual.
"Oh my God, did you hear that?" Her head whipped around to Fat Amy.
"Crikey…" Fat Amy's jaw dropped. "I mean I know we give them shit but I never thought they were actually doing the dance with no pants!" She started getting excited and tip-toed over to the stairs. "Look, look." She pointed excitedly.
"Hmm...more of Beca's clothes scattered carelessly." Stacie smirked. Then they heard a string of expletives, followed by more of Beca's name being shouted.
"Damn, short stack." Fat Amy nodded proudly at the ceiling. "Who knew you had it in you."
"Come on." Stacie grabbed Fat Amy's arm and led her back to the door. "Let's leave them be."
"But I want to be here to give them hell after their post-coital bliss!" Fat Amy whined.
"First." Stacie held up a hand. "Never use the word coital again. Second, let's just let them be alone. We don't want to ruin their...whatever's going on."
"But…"
"I'll get you ice cream from your favorite shop." Stacie interjected. She knew that Chloe and Beca would be mortified if they knew Fat Amy and herself had heard them. Beca especially. She knew they were keeping this thing of theirs a secret for whatever reason, and she wanted to respect that. For now.
"Fine." Fat Amy shifted her weight back and forth on her feet, deciding. "Low blow using my weakness against me." She pointed at Stacie as she moved to the door. They both froze as they heard Chloe's high pitched gasps.
"Move." Stacie shoved Amy out the door and quietly closed it behind her. She was already contemplating all the ways she and Fat Amy were going to get to mess with Beca and Chloe, knowing this new piece of information.