A/N: Alright, two updates in as many days. I think I'm as shocked as all of you. You can blame bechloeorbhloe for the last two thirds of this chapter (and the resulting move of the rating to M) because I wasn't really planning on writing about the girls' first 'sexy times' but after re-reading the comments I couldn't really help myself (and the words just seemed to keep on coming – yes that has double meaning). And yes, I did go there at the end
New Rating: M
Disclaimer: I don't own Pitch Perfect or Pitch Perfect 2 and mean no offense by playing in their universe.
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The following week went by quickly. Beca spent Tuesday in the studio with the musicians leaving Emily at the house to work on some new music and to prepare her voice for later in the week. On Wednesday and again Thursday morning, Beca and Emily both sat in the booth as the musicians recorded their parts for the three songs. Emily found it fascinating to watch Beca at work in the booth, in awe of how the older girl managed to work all of the sliders and knobs to coax out the exact sound she wanted. Thursday afternoon Emily was in the booth for some rough takes with the music, but Beca didn't want to do the final recordings until she was satisfied with the instrumental tracks. She sent Emily home around 5 p.m. so she could rest up for the next day. She told her girlfriend not to wait up for her, as she'd probably be in the studio until late (being the perfectionist that she was), but she wasn't surprised to find Emily sitting propped against some pillows in bed reading a book when she finally walked in around midnight.
Beca let out an exasperated sigh when she saw Emily still up, "I thought I told you not to wait up."
Emily pouted, "Is that any way to say hi to your girlfriend?"
Beca plopped down on the bed and pulled the taller girl into a kiss. When they finally broke for air she brushed a quick kiss over Emily's nose, "There, was that better?"
Emily leaned into Beca as the smaller girl wrapped her arms around her, "Mmmm, much better."
Beca released Emily and stood up, moving slowly around the room while getting ready for bed, "Seriously Ems, you should be sleeping. Tomorrow's a big day and you need your rest."
Emily set her book on the nightstand and snuggled down under the sheets, "I know but I'm so nervous and excited…and…I really have a hard time sleeping without you next to me now."
Beca jumped over her and bounced heavily on the bed before ducking under the covers and pulling Emily against her, "Dork. I'm here now, so get to sleep."
Emily smiled to herself as she pulled Beca's arm tighter around her, "Yes Ma'am."
Beca just mumbled into Emily's hair, "Dork."
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The two girls were worn out as Beca pulled the car up in front of the Bellas' house. Beca had planned on quitting by 5 p.m. but of course things didn't work out as planned. It was now almost 7 p.m. and Beca didn't think they had a final take on the third song yet. She'd work a little on it over the weekend so she could try to figure out what was wrong before resorting to bringing in Michael to have a listen.
As she turned off the car, she leaned her head back against the seat and exhaled loudly. She turned to say something to Emily, who looked just as tired as Beca felt, when movement on the porch caught her eye.
Beca started to panic internally as she tapped Emily on the shoulder and when she turned to look at Beca Emily just followed the direction Beca was pointing to find her mother standing at the top of the porch steps waving at them. Emily gave a small wave back before turning to Beca and mumbling, "Does it make me a bad daughter if I'm just too tired to have to deal with my mother tonight?"
Beca gave a snort (yes, an actual snort), "Come on baby, she's waiting for you."
Emily just pouted at her, "You know, that snort doesn't make you sound very badass."
Beca pushed her shoulder, "I'll have you know I'm quite the badass. Now quit stalling and go say hi to your mother."
The light banter was Beca's way of covering her nervousness. How was she supposed to behave? Sure, Emily was her girlfriend but had she told her mother yet? Did she want to tell her mother? Beca's stomach was now doing some gymnastic routines that she didn't think were normal for a stomach as she slowly shut the door behind her. As she walked around the car, she couldn't help but smile as she saw Emily standing on the sidewalk waiting for her. Her nerves let up a little as Emily held her hand out for Beca to take before walking towards her mother.
Emily dropped Beca's hand as she reached the top of the porch steps and wrapped her arms around her mother in a hug. As she stepped back from the hug, her hand reached back and automatically found Beca's, wrapping their fingers together naturally. She gave her mom an awkward smile, "So Mom, you remember Beca right?"
Beca gave an awkward little wave, "Hi Mrs. Junk."
Emily's mom sighed, "Please Beca, I told you last spring when we were discussing Worlds to call me Katherine. Especially since it appears that I'll be seeing a lot more of you." She looked pointedly at their joined hands.
Emily's smile faltered a little, "Yah, about that Mom. Beca and I are dating."
Katherine just beamed at the two girls before pulling them both into a hug before rambling, "I'm so happy you finally found someone baby. She makes you happy, right? You better not hurt my baby girl Beca Mitchel."
Beca tried to hide her smirk as she was released from the hug. Now she knows where Emily gets it from. She gave Emily's hand a squeeze as she responded, "I'll do my best not to hurt her Katherine."
Emily just looked at her mother with a slightly surprised expression, "That's it? I was expecting…I don't know…something else because I'm dating a woman."
Katherine laughed as she cupped her daughter's cheek, "Well, if you want I can be a little more shocked or disappointed."
Emily quickly reached up and took her mother's hand in her free hand, "No, no…that's not what I meant. I'm just surprised at how well you took it."
Katherine laughed and leaned in, whispering, "Well I was a Bella and we did do some experimenting when I was in college. It's not that I didn't like girls, I just liked your father more."
Emily just stood there in shock, her mouth hanging open. Beca looked between Emily and her mother and back, whispering conspiratorially to Emily's mom, "I think you broke her."
Beca felt some of her insecurities fluttering away with the butterflies that were no longer in her stomach as Katherine Junk held out her hand to her as the two of them walked into the house laughing at Beca's comment, leaving a sputtering Emily behind. Emily finally followed the two women into the house, moving between the two and linking her arms with theirs as they moved into the living room, "Not that I'm not glad to see you Mom, but what are you doing here?"
Mrs. Junk just gave her an appalled look, "You don't think I would miss my baby's first day in the recording studio did you? How did it go? Do you have something I can hear?"
Emily laughed at her mother, "Slow down Mom, one thing at a time."
Emily's mom laughed, "Fine, how did it go?"
Beca couldn't help herself from laughing as Emily started to gush, "Oh Mom, it was so awesome! Beca did such a great job with the musicians and mixing the tracks that the first two songs went super smoothly. Is that a word, smoothly? Oh well, I was saying that they went super smoothly but there was something off with the third song, which is why we were late. We stayed to try and work through it but it just wasn't sounding right."
Beca got up while Emily was rambling and headed towards the kitchen. As she passed behind her girlfriend she leaned down and placed a chaste kiss on her cheek, whispering in her ear, "Breathe baby, she's probably going to be staying for a bit."
Beca let the two women talk for a bit as she went into the kitchen and grabbed the pitcher of ice tea that Emily always kept in the refrigerator and a couple of glasses. She set the items down on the coffee table as she quickly returned to the kitchen, re-entering the living room a moment later caring her laptop. She sat back down next to Emily and situated the laptop and plugged in the memory stick she pulled from her pocket before turning to Emily's mother and giving her a big smile, "Well since you're Emily's mother, I think you can be trusted not to leak anything about her new songs." She hit play and watched as Katherine Junk proudly listened to her baby girl's first 'real' song.
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Beca slowly became aware of her surroundings, blinking the sleep from her eyes. She felt a familiar weight pressed against her and gave a soft smile at the sight of her sleeping girlfriend, surprised that the normally early riser was still sleeping. Apparently the long day in the studio and then talking until late with her mother really wore the girl out. Beca pushed the covers off of them (because her girlfriend was a furnace) and lazily moved her fingers back and forth along the other girl's arm as she lay there gazing at her. The soft motion caused the taller girl to stir in her sleep, she rolled onto her back and shifted slightly lower on the bed. Beca felt her breath hitch when she saw how Emily's thin pajama shorts had been pushed up, showing the entirety of those long, long legs and molded enticingly against her mound. Her shirt had also ridden up, leaving a wide strip of exposed skin along her toned stomach (damn, the cardio really worked for this girl).
Beca took in the sight next to her and realized that she needed this girl, now. No more waiting, no more wondering. She slipped down the bed and placed a kiss on Emily's hip bone, slowly trailing kisses towards the middle of her stomach. She stopped to playfully run her tongue around the outside of her belly button as Emily began to stir before changing directions and kissing up her stomach. Beca slowly inched Emily's shirt up her sides as her kisses moved fractionally higher with each press of her lips to Emily's skin. When the fabric was finally bunched up against the underside of Emily's breasts she paused, debating if she should go further with her sleeping girlfriend. The debate was promptly ended when Emily sleepily muttered, "Don't you dare stop."
That seemed to break a dam inside Beca. She teasingly pushed Emily's shirt up over her breasts before taking one of her pert nipples in her mouth, sucking gently on the nub causing both of Emily's nipples to harden almost instantly. Emily let out a low moan as Beca's tongue swirled around the firm bud and her hand slid up to tease the other breast. Emily's hand came up to entangle her fingers in Beca's hair as her back arched, pushing her breast to Beca's mouth. A low moan sounded from deep in her throat before she gasped out, "Don't stop, please don't stop."
Beca took in the double meaning of Emily's words. The younger girl was afraid that Beca wasn't ready yet, but she didn't have to worry because Beca was definitely ready. She let Emily know that she wasn't stopping this time by slowly trailing her fingertips from her breast down over her stomach before slipping under the waistband of her shorts. Beca moved up to take Emily's lips in a sensual kiss as her fingertips slipped between her folds, trailing up and down slowly. Both women moaned at the touch, Beca breaking the kiss to whisper, "Oh God Em, you're so wet." Beca watched the expressions crossing Emily's face as her fingers slid lazily up and down her slit.
When Emily suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Beca and begged, "Please," Beca stopped teasing the younger girl and pushed two fingers slowly into her while her thumb found her clit, rubbing small firm circles over the sensitive nub. Emily's entire body responded, arching her back so fully that only the back of her head and ass were left in contact with the bed and letting out a groaned, "Fuck."
The sight of Emily responding so viscerally to her touch and the sound of her swearing at Beca's touch sent a shot of heat right through Beca's core. She could feel her own wetness pooling as she started to slowly work her fingers in and out of Emily, her thumb working more urgently against the tight bundle of nerves as Beca leaned down and trailed hot kisses down Emily's neck, nipping and sucking on her pulse point when she reached it. The need to taste Emily was suddenly overwhelming. Beca suddenly sat up, her fingers slipping out of the younger girl causing her to groan, "No, please don't stop. Please Beca."
Beca just let out a soft, "Shhhh," as she placed her hand on Emily's sternum, pushing her back down onto the bed before sliding down her body and grasping the waistband of her shorts with both hands. Emily lifted her hips off the mattress, letting Beca slide the offending material easily off of her. Beca kissed her way back up Emily's legs and when she settled between them and gave a nip at the junction between the thigh and hip she heard Emily's quick intake of breath as her hips rolled. Beca nuzzled Emily's clit with her nose before raking her tongue slowly up her slit, starting with a slight dip inside of the younger girl and ending with a flick of her tongue over her clit. She smiled to herself when the ending earned her a gasped, "Fuck," from her girlfriend.
Beca alternated between pushing her tongue in and out of her girlfriend and licking and sucking on her hard clit. When she had Emily gasping and groaning, her hips moving erratically as her fingers wrapped in Beca's hair, pulling her tighter, Beca finally pushed her fingers back inside of her girlfriend. She was rewarded with a long keening moan and Emily's fingers squeezing almost painfully in her hair. She worked her fingers in and out, fingertips curling to rub against her walls, trying to find that spot that would force Emily over the edge as her mouth licked and nipped lightly at her clit. When she found the spot, she worked her fingers over it and when she finally sucked firmly on Emily's clit it pushed the younger girl over the edge. Her hands flew from Beca's hair and wrapped themselves in the sheets, bunching the material in her fists as her head tipped back and her mouth opened in a silent scream and her entire body tensed. After what seemed like minutes, Emily took in a shuddering breath and her body relaxed momentarily before another spasm hit. Beca slowed her fingers inside Emily working to draw out her pleasure as long as she could.
When the tremors were reduced to small aftershocks, Beca slowly slid up the taller girl's body until she could kiss her. Emily tasted herself on Beca's lips and decided this was something she could get used to, she tasted a little salty and tangy and then she wondered what Beca tasted like.
Emily rolled onto her side, her fingertips lightly stroking along Beca's side over her pajama top. She smiled bashfully down at the older girl before ducking her head and shyly admitting, "I've never done this before, what do I do?"
Beca leaned up and kissed her before flopping back down onto the bed. She smiled warmly at Emily, "You know what feels good for you, right?" Emily nodded shyly. Beca stroked her cheek, "And you liked what I did to you, right?" Emily nodded so quickly that Beca couldn't suppress a chuckle. Beca kissed her again, "Alright, then start there and just pay attention, I'm sure you can figure out what I like."
Emily shifted to her knees as she grabbed the bottom edge of Beca's oversized pajama top. She eagerly pulled the shirt up and over Beca's head, leaving the older girl in just her panties. Emily just stared for a second, taking in Beca's (nearly) naked form, "God you're beautiful."
Beca started to respond, "Like you should…" but her words were cut off by Emily's mouth on hers. Emily kissed Beca with as much passion as she could as her hand slid up her stomach to cup her breast, feeling the weight of it in her hand before moving to take a nipple between her thumb and finger, rolling it gently. Beca's moan into her mouth spurred her to roll it again, applying more pressure, which earned her Beca throwing her head back and groaning, "Fuck Ems."
Emily sat back onto her knees again, reaching down and playfully tugging on the waist of Beca's panties, "Off, now." She was rewarded with a smirk as Beca wiggled her hips, allowing Emily to pull the fabric down her toned legs. Emily nudged Beca's legs apart and kneeled between them. Her hands slowly moved up and down Beca's legs as she looked down at her girlfriend.
Emily locked eyes with Beca as she let her hands drift higher until she was able to brush her thumb over Beca's bare mound, putting pressure on her folds directly over the bundle of nerves hidden below. Beca kept her eyes locked on Emily's as she let out a small gasp and the indirect contact, hips rolling involuntarily. She watched as Emily's eyes ducked down so she could see what she was doing. Emily reached down and parted Beca's lips with one hand while she trailed her finger lightly up and down her slit, spreading her juices around. She slipped two fingers inside of Beca, rotating them slightly back and forth as she pushed them in. She moved her eyes back to Beca's as she started to slowly slide them in and out, rotating her hand so that her thumb could rub over her clit as her fingers worked.
Emily watched as Beca's hands moved up to roll her own nipples between her fingers and thumbs, her hips rolling with the thrusting of Emily's fingers. Beca locked eyes with her, "Faster, please, faster."
Emily slid her legs back, resting on her stomach between Beca's legs and replaced her thumb with her mouth. The move resulting in a strangled gasp from Beca as she rolled her hips at the sensation, forcing Emily's fingers deeper inside her. Emily started pumping her fingers in and out of Beca faster, bending her fingertips slightly as Beca had. Her mouth worked on Beca's clit, her tongue flicking rapidly over the hard, sensitive nub. When she thought Beca was ready to come undone, she repeated what Beca had done to her, sucking firmly on her clit as her fingers worked in and out. She was rewarded for her efforts by Beca's hips lifting off the bed while her hand pressed against the back of her head, holding her in place as Beca screamed her name.
When Beca released her head enough that she could breathe again, she moved to press light kisses along Beca's inner thigh before sliding up to snuggle against her side. She leaned in and gave her girlfriend a kiss before resting her head on Beca's chest with a content sigh. Beca kissed the top of her head before sliding her finger under Emily's chin so she'd look up at her. Beca gave her an evil grin, "I'm not done with you yet."
Emily audibly gulped just before Beca rolled Emily onto her back. Beca moved so that she was kneeling next to Emily, her hands moving in random patterns over her stomach. She slowly inched her way back until she was kneeling next to Emily's thigh. Beca then moved so that she was straddling one of Emily's thighs before speaking, "Have I ever told you how much your long legs turn me on?"
Emily just shook her head, not knowing what Beca was going to do but so turned on regardless. Beca slid up a little, her thigh pressing against Emily's core causing a shudder to go through the younger woman, "I've dreamt about having your leg draped over my shoulder."
As she spoke, she reached down and grabbed the leg she wasn't straddling behind the knee, lifting it up. As the motion opened Emily's legs more, Beca slid higher until the two girls' mounds were pressed together. She rocked her hips lightly and smiled at the moan she received from Emily. She moved Emily's leg up until it was resting against her shoulder and then wrapped her arms around it, using it for leverage as she started rocking back and forth against Emily.
The only sound for minutes was the creaking of the bed and the girls' short panting breaths as they ground against each other. Then Beca moved Emily's leg, holding it out from her body a little before placing kisses along the taller girl's calf and down to the back of her knee. Beca hoped Emily was close because she didn't know how much longer she could last. She moved Emily's leg to her other shoulder, her hand sliding down to grab her ass, squeezing and pulling at it as she rocked her hips faster with the new position giving them more friction. She felt the younger girl go tense under her and with two more thrusts she felt herself follow Emily over the edge. Beca's body shook with her orgasm, causing the movement of her hips to become more sporadic over Emily's. Each time they would come in contact again, it would send the two girls into another set of aftershocks.
When her body had finally settled down enough that Beca trusted herself to move, she extracted herself from between Emily's legs and plopped down next to her, her arm landing heavily against Emily's stomach. She felt Emily cringe away from the touch and sit up hastily. Beca looked over at her worriedly but Emily answered her worries before her question was out, "Sorry, I've gotta pee."
Beca had to bury her head in the pillow to hide her laugh because apparently Emily's legs weren't fully functional yet and the description of 'baby giraffe' was now very fitting as she tried to walk across the bedroom. She lifted her head up only to find her pajama top approaching her rapidly. As she pushed the offending clothing off of her face she found Emily smiling at her, "Shut up. Yes it was great but you don't have to gloat about it."
Beca just gave her an adoring smile back, "Well you were pretty great yourself." That seemed to satisfy Emily as she smiled and ducked out of the bedroom.
