A/N: Sorry about the delay in updating this particular fic. One part of the delay really stemmed from a review of the last chapter indicating that I should shake things up a bit. It set me back a bit and got me trying to think of ways to do that. What I finally decided was that I have enough angst in some of my other stories and that this one would be alright if I kept it light and fluffy (as was originally intended). That being said, there will still be some bumps in the road along the way, but it's doubtful there will be any serious angst here (although a little of Beca's insecurities rear their ugly heads later in this chapter). Sorry if that turns some of you off, but I just need some fluff every once and awhile
Disclaimer: I don't own Pitch Perfect or Pitch Perfect 2 and mean no offense by playing with their world.
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Beca, just coming to the surface of awareness, rolled over and pulled the taller girl to her as she felt the bed dip when her girlfriend slipped back under the covers. She groaned out, "Why am I dating a morning person?"
Emily rolled over in her grasp and started trailing soft kisses along her neck, sending shivers through her body. Beca purred as the taller girl's lips reached her ear, "Well, that's definitely an acceptable reason."
The two girls lay in bed letting their lips trace patterns over each other that had become second nature, their tongues coming out to tease the other occasionally. After a few minutes, Beca pulled the taller girl against her, fingers stroking though her hair, "So what do you want to do today Ems?"
Emily snuggled into Beca, letting out a soft sigh, "Exactly what you promised me yesterday, to do nothing except lounge around either in bed or on the couch."
Beca leaned around to brush a light kiss over her cheek, "As you wish."
Emily flipped over suddenly, giving Beca's shoulder a light push, "You didn't just 'Princess Bride' me, did you?"
Beca smirked before leaning in and kissing the smiling girl's nose, "Just because I'm not that big into movies doesn't mean I don't pay attention when I'm forced into Bellas' movie night."
Emily tipped her head back and laughed before bringing her eyes back to Beca's, "You are such a dork."
Beca's quickly kissed the taller girl, "Yes, but I'm your dork."
Emile sighed as she wrapped her arms around Beca and nestled her head against her chest, "And I'm so happy that you are."
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Beca growled, literally growled, as she shoved the music in front of her away. Three weeks. Three fucking weeks and they had only finished one more song. Granted, they had come a long way on a few more songs, but she just couldn't find the right sound on any of them. Why had she thought that she could do this?
Emily heard Beca's frustrated growl from the front porch where she had taken her cup of coffee to relax and think about the song they had been working on. She quickly came back to the kitchen and her hands automatically went to Beca's shoulders, slowly kneading the tension she found there. She quietly murmured soothingly, "Shhh…it'll be alright baby. Maybe we need to do something else for a while."
Beca suddenly stilled under her before launching herself up from her chair and turning to engulf her girlfriend in a hug, "You are a genius Ems."
Emily watched as Beca flew around the kitchen like a woman on a mission, picking up the music for the songs they had finished and organizing the rest. She stood there stunned as Beca pulled her into a quick kiss before rushing out the door, "I've got to run to the studio, I'll be back as soon as I can. Take the afternoon off and just relax." And just like that, she was out the door.
So that's what Emily did. Well she didn't exactly 'relax' but she took the afternoon off from working on the music and focused on some things that she enjoyed (or needed to be done). First she did some cleaning that the two girls had been putting off while doing a load of laundry. Then she decided to bake a batch (or two) of Beca's favorite cookies. She found herself humming some of the songs they had been working on as she worked. Occasionally she would hum something that she thought might work in the music and would stop to write it down, leaving it to be flushed out for when Beca was there. When she had cleaned up the mess from her baking and Beca still wasn't home yet, she grabbed a glass of iced tea and sat on the porch swing with a book.
Emily lowered the book to her lap and smiled as Beca walked up the front sidewalk looking happier than she had seen her in days. As Beca sat down next to her, Emily shifted her feet so that she could curl up into her girlfriend. As she snuggled her head into the crook of Beca's neck, she asked, "So, what has my beautiful girlfriend so happy?"
Beca wrapped her arm around Emily, her fingertips lazily grazing up and down the taller girl's side, "Well, how would you feel about getting in some studio time next week?"
If Beca hadn't already been expecting it, she probably would have lost a piece of her tongue because if she hadn't pulled her head back as she uttered those words, Emily's head would have slammed into her chin as she was finishing her sentence. As it was, she could barely make out what the taller girl was saying, "Oh my god Beca, I'm so ready to get into the studio. Are you sure I'm ready. Wait, we only have three songs. Who's going to play the music? Are we going to do it all ourselves again? Well it really wasn't us doing it last time, it really was you…so are you going to do it all again? Are you sure I'm ready for this?"
Beca took the hands that were moving in a jumbled mess in hers and brought them down into Emily's lap before leaning across to kiss the nervous girl into silence. When Emily had calmed down some, Beca smiled at her, "Alright, I think I got most of that so I'll try to answer as much as I can. First, you are more than ready for this Ems. You are awesome and you are going to do great when we get into the studio. You are so ready for this. Second, yes we only have three songs ready but we don't have to do the entire album in one shot. This will give us an opportunity to take a break from writing, which we obviously need, it will let Michael hear what we've been working on so we can get some input from him earlier rather than later, and it will let us hear what we've put together in its entirety which will hopefully jar our creative juices. And lastly, we will have studio musicians playing for the album rather than doing it on our own."
Beca took a moment to look at her girlfriend, noting that her expression had calmed, "Better?"
Emily just smiled and leaned in to give her a kiss before nodding. Beca smiled back, "Good. Now it's the last part that I need to discuss with you because I need your approval before finalizing it."
Emily looked at her with a confused look on her face, "You're the producer so why would you need my approval?"
Beca leaned in and kissed her, "I may be the producer but you are the one with the advance to pay for everything."
Emily just sat back with a stunned expression on her face, she hadn't thought of that. She nodded at Beca to continue. Beca squeezed her hands as she continued, "So, here's what I was thinking. We could use some up and coming musicians that I know. They haven't made a real name for themselves yet but they are all really good. Because they are pretty new to the scene and I've gotten to know all of them, I got them all to agree to a pretty good rate."
Emily smiled and squeezed Beca's hands back, "That is so awesome Becs. I'd love to be able to help someone else make a name for themselves in the industry."
Beca gave a shy smile, "There's one catch, as long as they prove themselves in the studio they would like to be given first look if there is a tour."
Emily stuttered, "T-tour?"
Beca laughed, "Yes silly, tour. If the first two singles do well enough the studio will probably want you to do a small tour to promote the album."
Emily just nodded as she looked overwhelmed, "Ok, yah, tour."
Beca pulled her into a hug, "You'll be just fine. I'll be right there, helping you out." After a few seconds, Beca pushed Emily back out of the hug, her hands on the taller girl's shoulders and looking seriously at her, "Ok now Emily, I need your approval to pay the studio musicians and for up to four days of studio time. I've booked the studio on Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday morning for the musicians and Thursday afternoon and Friday for you. I just need you to okay everything before I finalize it."
Emily finally smiled, "Yes, oh my God, yes." Then she got a serious look, "Beca I trust you. You don't need to keep getting my approval to do things that need to be done."
Beca smiled back, "I'm glad you trust me that much Ems, I really am, but we are in this together so I don't want to make any decisions without talking to you first. We are a team and I want your opinion on all the big decisions."
Emily moved her hand to cup Beca's cheek, smiling as her badass DJ leaned into it adorably, "Team, I like the sounds of that."
Emily pulled Beca to her, her lips softly pressing against the older girl's. She felt Beca's hand slide to the back of her neck, her fingers tugging softly on the hairs at the nape of her neck drawing a small moan out as their lips pressed harder together. The kiss deepened when Emily's tongue traced slowly over Beca's bottom lip and the producer's mouth opened eagerly to allow its entrance. Beca finally broke the kiss as Emily's hand slid up her side, pushing her shirt up in its wake. She quickly grabbed the hand, pushing it down while laughing, "Come on Ems, let's go inside. We don't want to give the neighbors that much of a show."
Emily blushed before taking Beca's hand and practically dragging her into the house before pushing her down onto the couch to pick up right where they left off. Beca smiled to herself, not minding this one bit.
Later that night, Beca found herself staring down at a half-naked Emily dozing against her side. She brushed a stray strand of hair off of the younger girl's face and tucked it behind her ear. She sighed to herself, she couldn't keep putting off going further than heavy petting much longer. She knew Emily was ready to make that last step and it's not like she hasn't done it before, but it feels so much different now. She knows it's her insecurities holding her back. Emily had said she knew what she wanted. She said that she had no issues telling everyone about them. But the little voice in Beca's head kept saying, 'What if she changes her mind? What if her parents don't approve? What if? What if?' She thought it might break her if Emily changed her mind about them.
Beca sighed again, pushing her insecurities down as she gently shook the girl against her as she brushed a kiss across her soft lips, "Hey there gorgeous, wake up. We should get our pajamas on before we get too comfortable."
Emily groaned against her, "Already comfortable."
Beca nudged her girlfriend again, "You won't be much longer if you sleep in that bra."
She looked on in shock as the younger girl just reached back and unclasped her bra, sliding it down her long arms and tossing it behind her on the floor, "There, comfy."
Beca couldn't help but look down and then audibly gulped. They were perfect. She had to will her hand to not slide up to cup one of them or roll the nub of one nipple between her finger and thumb. She dropped her head back, this girl was going to be the death of her. So she did the only thing she could, she pushed her girlfriend off the bed.
Emily looked up at her from the floor with a shocked expression as Beca laughed, "What was that for?"
Beca pointed to the door, "Pajamas, now. Then get back here so I can get some sleep."
Emily pouted as she got up. She turned back from the doorway, "I should sleep in my room just for that."
Beca quickly moved off the bed and pulled her back into the room, kissing her fiercely, "Don't you dare. I'm sorry but we needed to get our pajamas on. I don't think I could have controlled myself with you sleeping next to me like that."
Emily gave a small pout, "Maybe I don't want you to control yourself."
Beca sighed, this wasn't how she wanted this to go, "I know baby, but I just want to make sure we're both ready."
Emily looked at her with determination on her face, "I'm ready Becs, I am."
Beca sighed, "Maybe I'm not." She dropped Emily's hands as hers started to move around erratically, "I mean, it's never been like this for me before. I've never actually felt this way and I don't want to blow it, I mean look at me, I'm a hot mess."
Beca looked up expecting to find a very disappointed Emily in front of her, instead she found her girlfriend with a smile that just about split her face. Emily broke the tension that Beca felt with a single question, "You've never felt this way?" Okay, it was a single question and the squeal that followed when Beca shook her head no.
Emily pulled Beca into a hug, her hands absently stroking up and down her back. She sighed as she rested her cheek against the top of Beca's head, "When it happens, it happens. Just know that I'm ready whenever you are."
Beca gave her a squeeze before whispering, "Thanks." Then she startled the taller girl and broke the moment with a slap to the ass and, "Now go get those pajamas on so we can get to sleep."
