A/N: Ok, so I think I'm going to hell, but putting Emily through hell here is just so enjoyable I had an odd weekend of working, working a couple hours here and there throughout the day, which really sucked for getting a lot of things done, but meant that I wrote a bit more than I normally would – which means that y'all get a second chapter of the story out this weekend, yay!
Disclaimer: Pitch Perfect, PP2 and PP3 are owned by someone other than myself, which sucks. I just write things about people in their universe for my own perverse (or is it perverted?) pleasure.
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Aubrey rolled over and cuddled into Beca, her fuzzy mind trying to figure out why she was awake. Then she heard the knocking again and her eyes flew open looking at the clock. She pushed Beca as she swore, "Fuck. Beca, why did you let me sleep so late? Emily's here and we aren't even out of bed yet."
Beca grabbed Aubrey's hands, pulling her down into a kiss. When the blonde had calmed just a little, Beca smiled up at her, "First, I didn't let you sleep so late. You did that all on your own. I mean when have I voluntarily gotten up this early?" When Aubrey smirked at that Beca continued, "Second, we can't have Legacy knocking our door down so why don't you go let her in while I jump through the shower."
Aubrey gave a little pout, "Why do I have to let her in while you shower?"
Beca rolled her legs off the bed and quickly kissed her lover's cheek, "Because I take less time in the shower. This way you won't have to rush."
The prospect of not having to rush her shower got the blonde moving, "Fine, but hurry your cute butt up."
Aubrey blindly grabbed a t-shirt as she walked to the door, slipping it over her head when she got there. She realized too late that she had grabbed one of Beca's shirts and the more insistent knock on the door kept her from going back to grab another. So she stood behind the door as she opened it, peeking her head around it to see Emily pacing a little in the hallway. Aubrey apologized, "I'm so sorry Emily, I overslept and didn't wake up until I heard you knocking."
Emily shrugged, a smile enveloping her face when the door opened, "That's ok. I was just a little worried I was at the wrong place."
Aubrey smiled as her hand peeked around the door, waving the brunette in, "Nope, you've got the right place."
Emily walked in and turned to give the blonde a hug as the door closed behind her. When she turned, she caught sight of Aubrey standing there in a shirt that left a thin strip of her abs showing and a pair of pink lace panties. Emily swallowed thickly, a blush rising up her chest to her cheeks. Aubrey noticed the blush and gave a small laugh, "Sorry about how I look, I accidentally grabbed one of Beca's shirts."
Emily just nodded before bending at the waist to give the blonde a quick hug trying hard to touch as little as her body as possible. She then quickly turned and moved further into the apartment, calling back over her shoulder (trying to move her attention away from the image of the blonde burned into her brain), "Where's Beca?"
Emily decided in that moment that the idea to come to New York for the summer was the worst idea ever, because as the words left her mouth, the bathroom door opened and Beca walked out with just a towel wrapped around her body. Beca finished tucking the end of the towel in so it would stay up and gave a small wave at the younger girl, "Hey Ems! I'll be right out." She turned and walked into her bedroom, the towel not quite long enough to cover all of her ass, Emily watching the bottom curve of each cheek flexing as the smaller girl walked away.
Emily just stood there, staring at the space Beca had just occupied until a hand on her back caused her to jump slightly. Aubrey smiled at her, "What's got you so jumpy?"
Emily shrugged, "Nothing. I was just thinking about how good it was to be here and you startled me."
Aubrey leaned over and kissed her cheek as her arm wrapped around the brunette's shoulder, giving it a squeeze, "Well, we're glad you decided to come." Emily groaned internally, it was going to be a long summer.
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It turned out that Emily didn't have all that much stuff with her, so between her and Beca they were able to get everything into her room before Aubrey was done getting ready. Aubrey peeked in the door to Emily's room to find the two girls opening boxes and organizing Emily's things. She looked around, "Anything else need to come up?"
Beca looked up from a box of writing supplies, "Nope, we got everything in already."
Aubrey moved behind Beca and wrapped her arms around the smaller girl's waist, kissing the junction of her neck and shoulder, "Mmmm, I knew there was a reason I loved you."
Beca smirked as she leaned back into the blonde, "You just didn't want to move any more boxes."
Aubrey kissed her neck again, "Nope. Thank you for that."
Beca eyes closed as Aubrey's lips brushed along her neck, when they opened again she saw Emily staring at them, mouth hanging open slightly. Beca lifted her hand and ran it lightly along the back of Aubrey's head, smiling, "Baby, I think you're scarring Emily."
Emily shook herself out of her stupor at Beca's words, "No, it's just I'm not used to seeing you to like this?"
Beca laughed as Aubrey straightened up, keeping her arms wrapped around the smaller brunette, 'Like what?"
Emily shrugged, "Not at each other's throats."
Beca raised her eyebrow at Emily as Aubrey couldn't help herself, leaning down and kissing Beca's neck again. Emily groaned, "You know what I mean."
Both older girls started laughing, After a few seconds, Beca walked over to the younger girl, taking her hand, "If it bothers you Ems, we can try to control ourselves around you."
Emily shook her head, "No, this is your place. It's just a little odd for me to see you two like this."
Beca moved closer and hip checked the taller girl, "Well, we'll try to tone it down a little until you get used to it." Emily smiled and hip checked her back.
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Aubrey and Beca finally worked through all the details of Beca's contract and by the end of the next week, Beca was sitting in DJ Khaled's office signing a two record deal. The contract for using Emily's songs took a little longer, but within another week everyone was happy and Emily had a deal in place.
Just because Emily's deal wasn't finalized didn't mean that the two artists didn't start working as soon as Beca's contract was signed. It wasn't an uncommon occurrence for Aubrey to come back from meeting with DJ Khaled's people to find her girlfriend and Emily sitting at the kitchen table, shoulders touching as they excitedly worked through a piece. Aubrey loved those moments, thinking how the two women looked so happy like that.
The afternoon that Emily's contract was signed, she bounced into the apartment to find Beca sitting on the couch, bent over and working on the piece Emily had been working on the night previously. She slid into the room (although it didn't work all that well as the room was carpeted) and got a smirk from Beca as she kind of stumbled instead of sliding. Beca shook her head at the younger girl, "Dork." Aubrey just smiled at the two of them as she headed to their bedroom and then the bathroom to grab a quick shower before going back out.
Emily gave a play glare before she started bouncing up and down, clapping her hands together, "Go get dressed."
Beca looked herself up and down, "What do you call this?"
Emily pointed at her bedroom, "Not dressed enough to go out and celebrate my new contract."
Beca smiled, "Aubrey's really good at this manager shit, isn't she."
Emily nodded enthusiastically, "Oh my god, she is. Now go!"
Beca laughed and pointed down at the music, "Fine, fine…just give me a couple of minutes to finish up this section. I think I've figured out the issue you were having on the keyboard line."
Emily bounded over (yup, bounded) and then plopped onto the couch next to Beca, making the smaller girl bounce. Beca scowled at the excitable girl but couldn't help the smile forming when Emily just shrugged and leaned over, her shoulder pressing against Beca's. Beca bent back over her work, changing a few notes here and there. She'd stop and tip her head back every few minutes, humming to herself while her fingers moved over imaginary keys. Then she'd bend forward again and make more changes.
After a few more minutes of working, Beca sat back and sighed, "There, what do you think?"
Emily had been watching everything Beca had been doing, but when asked her opinion she went back to the beginning of the section and quietly hummed the notes to herself. She started smiling about half way through and when she was finished she just turned her head to look back at the smaller girl, "I think that's it. That sounds great Becs."
Beca smiled at the praise, hoping Emily would like the changes. It took her by surprise when Emily suddenly sat up and placed a lingering kiss on her cheek, "Thank you for helping make my song great." And just like that the taller girl was gone, bouncing herself up off the couch and disappearing into her bedroom. Beca's fingers moved on their own to trace over her cheek where Emily had kissed her. She was snapped back to the present when Emily stuck her head back out of her room, yelling, "Now go get ready Mitchell."
The three women had a wonderful evening out. They ended up going to a fairly nice restaurant, with Beca insisting she pick up the tab to celebrate Emily officially becoming a part of the music industry. After dinner they ended up at a night club Beca had found near the apartment when she was scoping out potential DJ gigs. The women grabbed a table off to the side and enjoyed the music while having a few drinks. As the alcohol loosened the ladies up a little, Emily looked at the older women and held out her hands, "Let's dance!"
The three girls laughed and moved their bodies to the beat of the music. Beca loved watching Aubrey dance, the blonde had a natural rhythm that let her body just flow to the beat. As Beca turned to Emily, she noticed that although the taller girl tended to be a little awkward 'on dry land', the dance floor seemed to be her element. Where her movements in her everyday life tended to be choppy and a little clumsy, here on the dance floor they were fluid and graceful. After another couple of songs, Beca kissed Aubrey on the cheek letting her know she was done dancing. As she let Emily know she was heading back to the table she received a pout from the younger girl that quickly turned to a grin as Aubrey let her know she'd stay and dance.
Beca returned to the table and flagged a waitress down, ordering three more drinks for the table (knowing the other two girls would be just as thirsty as she was when they finally left the dance floor). She turned and watched the taller girls dance and absently wondered how she looked dancing next to Aubrey, given their height difference. Aubrey and Emily were almost the same size and looked good out there. Beca shrugged the thought off, knowing that it really didn't matter because she'd dance with Aubrey even if she looked like an idiot.
The other two women came back to the table after a couple of more songs, panting slightly to catch their breath. Aubrey gave Beca a kiss, her tongue teasing the younger girl's just a little bit, as a thanks for the drinks. An embarrassed cough broke the two women apart and Beca looked sheepishly at Emily, "Sorry Ems."
Emily shrugged, "It's alright. I'd kiss you too, the drinks are exactly what we needed."
Aubrey smirked, "Well, how about we kiss you instead?" And that was how Emily found herself being the center of a kiss sandwich, with Aubrey's lips on one cheek and Beca's on the other, two sets of arms wrapped around her middle.
The two older girls rested their heads on Emily's shoulders, just holding her like that for a second before Beca grabbed her glass and held it up, "To Emily." Aubrey and Emily lifted their glasses with Aubrey parroting Beca, "To Emily."
