Work is rather uneventful. I find myself waiting to leave so I can wait for this dinner to start. The girls have a group chat going on, in which Amy is attempting to talk us into clubbing again. Legacy makes up some excuse about try outs and I obviously feel in no mood to party again, but everyone else seems to be all in. I finally tell them that I'll only go if Legacy goes. That gets them off my back long enough to get some work done. In fact, by the time they start bugging me again, I'm walking out to my car to go home. I finally acquiesce and they say they'll all meet at my apartment in an hour. That'll give us a couple hours before dinner. I groan as I climb into my car. The things I do for this group of girls.
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Chloe and Amy are the first to my apartment. Amy immediately seeks out Mr. Business. She loves him to death. I just have to make sure she doesn't try to wrestle him again. Chloe makes a beeline for my bedroom. I groan and follow her, knowing exactly what she's doing.
"Get your compression shorts for little Beca because you're wearing these tonight," she says while holding up a pair of leather pants.
My jaw drops open at Chloe's suggestion. She was the first to find out about my downstairs situation. She did barge in on my shower freshman year. The other girls have found out through the years, but they're all cool about it. Stacie was really interested in it for awhile, but I shot that down. Jesse never found out. I mean, I never got aroused around him so it's not like it was super obvious. And we definitely never had sex. Like ew. I probably could've ended our relationship so much sooner if I'd just told him about it. Anyway, back to the current situation.
"Have you lost your mind," I say incredulously as I drop onto my bed.
Chloe drops into my lap, causing me to grunt slightly. "Beca, come on! We're totes gonna play your bad girl card. It'll be just like your freshman year. Only it involves leather pants. This will make you close to irresistible to her."
"Nice leather pants! Who are we using them against tonight? Tall, blond, and German," Amy asks from my doorway. Mr. Business has somehow managed to perch on top of her head.
"I let myself in at just the right time. Let's plan this outfit," Stacie says, weaving around Amy into my room.
I let my head fall back onto my bed and I groan again. It's gonna be a long night.
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By the time Stacie and Chloe have me dressed the way they want, it's time to leave for the restaurant. The combination of my compression shorts and these leather pants are going to be the death of me. Like, who the fuck would willing wear these? My outfit is composed of these damn leather pants, a white deep v-neck, combat boots, and a leather jacket. So many cows were killed for this outfit. My make up is done like it usually is because I'm perpetually a tiny alt girl. Chloe and Stacie are far too excited about my look.
"Okay, guys, we need to go. We're gonna be late otherwise. Amy, put Mr. Business in his pen, please."
Amy does as I ask and then we're all heading out the door. I offer to drive since I have the SUV. My phone vibrates as I start it up and I slide it out to glance at it before I take off.
L: See you soon, tiny maus.
I smile to myself and begin making my way to the restaurant.
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DSM has actually beaten us to the restaurant this time. The organizers still aren't here, which is a good thing. Luisa is talking to Pieter when we walk in. I notice the seat across from her is open. Chloe follows me so she can sit next to me. Pieter says something to Luisa in German and she's suddenly turning to look at me. I notice her eyes darken ever so slightly as they take in my appearance.
"Maybe we should change your name to feisty maus," she murmurs with a smirk.
I smirk back and take my seat, shrugging off my jacket. Her eyes drop to my chest for a fraction of a second before she reconnects our eyes. She gives me a small, sultry smile and raises an eyebrow at me. I shrug my shoulders and give the waiter my drink order. Let the games begin.
Luisa opens her mouth to say something right as the organizers walk in. From that point, everything is legal talk and bullshit. I'm nearly bored to tears. My phone vibrates in my jacket. I chance a look at Luisa, receiving a sly wink in return. I pull my phone out and pull up our conversation.
L: Leather suits you, tiny maus. You should wear it more often.
B: Would you like that?
Luisa's eyes meet mine after she reads my text. Ice blue has given way to almost navy.
L: You have no idea. Do you have plans after this? Braving the club again, perhaps?
B: The girls have talked me into going. I don't think I'm drinking though. I drove most of us here.
L: We could just sit and talk. I have an early morning tomorrow so I don't plan on drinking tonight either.
A small smile graces my lips at the suggestion.
B: I would like that.
Luisa smiles at me from across the table and tucks her phone back into her jeans. Chloe nudges me with her elbow and gives me a discreet thumbs up. This night might actually turn out better than I planned.
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I grab a booth when we get to the club. I manage one of the VIP booths since I DJ here most weekends. I end up ordering a gin and tonic just to keep myself calm during this conversation I'm gonna have with Luisa. We've known each other on a personal level for a very short amount of time. Chloe tells me to relax before she's dragged onto the dance floor with our friends. Luisa smiles as she sits down across the booth from me.
"So much for not drinking tonight, hmm," she murmurs with a smile.
I set my drink on the table as I roll my eyes. "It'll be my only one. Wrangling a drunken Amy and Chloe will require me to be mostly sober."
Her smile widens slightly. "Not looking for a repeat of the night before last then? Such a shame. I had so much fun."
I return her smile with a smirk. "You saw me in rare form. I don't get like that often. I also work tomorrow morning and working in the music business with a hangover isn't fun. Speaking of my job, what is it you do now? Are you like a headmistress at some strict military academy," I tease.
It's Luisa's turn to roll her eyes. "Make fun of me if you wish, but I disciplined DSM well. We were undefeated until your little group came along. Nein, however. I work as a research psychologist."
I manage to keep my jaw from dropping, but I'm still shocked. I knew she was smart. That was abundantly clear when we first met. But holy shit.
"Wow, that's amazing! Do you like it?"
She smiles at my enthusiasm and nods. "Ja, I love it. And you produce music, ja? That must be a dream for you."
I nod and take a sip of my drink. "It's stressful. Especially with my boss, but I love it. I helped produce the single that Rihanna just released a couple days ago. That was the single most stressful thing I've done other than trying to get the Bellas reinstated at the collegiate level."
Luisa smiles at me. "You really care for these girls. Especially the red headed one. Chloe?"
I nod. "We've been through a lot together. I didn't have a lot of friends when I started college. I was kind of an outcast. They're like my family, you know? More like family than my actual family."
"DSM and I are the same way. Pieter and I especially. We grew up together. I can't believe that you were an outcast though. You're so charming that I find it hard for anyone to not like you," Luisa teases.
I laugh, which causes Luisa to smile even more. "I know I'm so charming now, but trust me, I didn't really get along with anyone in high school. I, uh, have a defect that freaked a lot of people out," I murmur quietly.
Luisa moves to sit next to me. Her hand rests itself on top of mine. I avoid eye contact with her until she moves to make me look at her.
"Beca, tiny maus, you can trust me. I know we haven't known each other long. Certainly not as long as you've known your other friends. But I would like to think that we are beginning to connect on a more personal level. I would like for you to be able to trust me," Luisa murmurs softly.
I finally make eye contact with her. Luisa's ice blue eyes don't appear to hold any deceit. I mean, we aren't enemies anymore. The worst that could happen is she decides she's no longer interested. I bite my bottom lip at that thought. I don't like that idea. But then again, if we do decide to hook up or date or whatever then it would probably be beneficial if she already knows about my situation. I sigh and look away from her again.
"This is something that's extremely personal to me. I need you to swear that you won't tell anyone. Including Pieter," I tell her.
Luisa nods at me. "Of course, Beca. I will not tell anyone."
I take a deep breath. Luisa's hand squeezes my own slightly in encouragement. My eyes meet hers again. I'm met with nothing but concern.
"I was born with male reproductive organs. My doctors never really figured out why. It's just a freak defect. So instead of normal shit downstairs, I have a penis and testicles. I can produce sperm and thus I can get women pregnant."
Luisa's facial expression doesn't change. She doesn't freak out and storm off. She doesn't look disgusted. She maintains eye contact with me and gives me a small smile.
"That would explain something from the other night," she murmurs playfully.
I feel my face heat up with embarrassment. "I am so sorry. It has a mind of its own."
Luisa laughs and rests her hand on my arm. "Tiny maus, it may have been the first time I have been in a situation like that, but I certainly doubt it will be the last."
I smile and roll my eyes. I think she's taking this better than Chloe even did. Chloe was stunned into silence for at least five minutes. Serves her right for walking into random shower stalls.
"So, you're not like freaked out? Or disgusted? You're cool with this? Because like I know we've only been talking for a couple days and we've barely known each other in general for a year, but I'd like to think this is actually going somewhere," I say with a nervous smile.
Luisa returns my smile and squeezes my arm. "It most certainly is going somewhere if I can help it. As for your condition, it doesn't bother me at all. It is simply something that science and medicine cannot explain. It does not influence how I feel about you at all. If anything, it makes me more interested," she murmurs with a wink.
My cheeks flush again and Luisa laughs. She suddenly stands up and holds out her hand.
"Come, let's go get a couple drinks in and dance a little. It'll be fun," she says playfully.
I roll my eyes, but grab her hand nonetheless. "Oh my God, your hands are still so fucking soft."
Luisa grins and winks at me. "You should feel the rest of me."
My jaw drops and Luisa laughs as she begins leading me to the bar. This woman is going to be the death of me.
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Chloe and Amy are practically feeding me shots, per Luisa's request. I drove here, how the fuck am I gonna get home? I slam back the shot of whiskey in front of me and shake my head. I think that's like at least 6 and it's only been an hour. The song Skin by Rihanna comes on and someone is grabbing my hand. I can tell it's Luisa by the way her hands feel. So soft. Is this song too sexual for us to be dancing to? I mean, I just told her that I had a penis and we've been talking like two days. Her hips roll into mine slightly and any train of thought I had is out the window. I bite my lip and allow my hands to slip up her shirt slightly. My teeth dig harder into my bottom lip as I realize that the rest of her does appear to be softer than her hands. I thank whatever higher being there is that she's not wearing heels tonight because it means she's only a few inches taller than me.
"Is that a pencil in your pocket or are you just happy to see me," Luisa murmurs huskily into my ear.
My forehead leans against Luisa's chest as I pull her closer, making sure that every inch of me is pressed against her. Luisa's hands tangle in my thick curls, tugging me impossibly closer. My hips grind into her and I feel more than I hear the small moan she releases. I allow my lips to brush her exposed collarbone. The scent of vanilla and cinnamon washes over my senses. One of my hands moves to grab her chin while the other remains on her waist. My lips crash into hers as the song begins to wind down slightly. Luisa growls slightly against my lips as my teeth nip at her bottom lip. This is literally everything I ever dreamed it could be. Luisa's hands tighten their hold in my hair as our kiss begins to deepen. Her lips part willingly for my tongue. I can feel my head start to spin the second our tongues brush each other. That could also be due to oxygen deprivation, but technicalities. My nails scrape across Luisa's abdomen, earning me another hip roll. I pull away, my breathing heavy and ragged. Luisa's eyes are clouded with desire and her lips are bruised.
"Remind me to change your name in my phone to feisty maus," she murmurs playfully as her hands slowly untangle from my hair.
I nod and brush my lips against hers again.
"If you keep doing that then I will be forced to become acquainted with your not so little friend quicker than originally planned," she growls through clenched teeth.
I bite my bottom lip innocently. "Don't make promises you can't keep, Luisa," I murmur.
It's her turn to sport the dropped jaw look. It only lasts a few seconds before she begins to laugh.
"Oh yes, much quicker than originally planned, my feisty maus," she murmurs as she grabs my hand.
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Everything is a blur from there. I'm asking the girls if they can all get home okay and they're promising me they can. Amy and Stacie are cheering me out of the club. And then I'm suddenly in my apartment, attached to Luisa at the lips.
Luisa quickly slips off her shoes by the front door, pulling away from me long enough to allow me to do the same. And then she's kissing me again and all I know is Luisa. I push Luisa in the direction of my bedroom, stopping to ravish her against various walls a couple times. When we finally reach my room, I'm closing the door and pushing her towards my bed. She pushes away from me, pulling her shirt off as she does so. My mouth practically goes dry at the sight. I move towards her again, my hands reaching out to move over soft skin. Luisa presses her lips to mine again, her hands dropping to pull my own shirt off. She pulls away from me and sits down on the bed, her hands unfastening her bra.
"What is it you Americans say? Take a picture, it will last longer?"
I break out of my stare and laugh as I move towards the bed. I straddle her lap and press myself against her. Luisa's eyes darken again. She begins pressing kisses against my chest. My own hands move to unclasp my bra. Luisa pulls back long enough to help me remove the garment before she goes back to her kissing. I sigh and press a kiss to the top of her head. I draw a hiss through my teeth as her lips are wrapping around my nipple, gently sucking.
"I can't wait to see what else you can do with your mouth," I whisper against her skin.
Luisa moans around my nipple before pulling back and reconnecting our lips. I moan and begin unbuttoning her jeans. She helps me work them off before she turns her attention to my leather pants. It takes a few more minutes to work mine off as opposed to hers. And she's slightly more frustrated when her eyes land on the compression shorts.
"I can tell you that I'm not wearing anything under these shorts. But Chloe insisted there was no amount of tucking that would hide my dick in leather pants," I explain.
Luisa offers me a smile before kissing me again. "Don't worry about it, tiny maus."
Our kiss intensifies again. I push her back on my bed, continuing to straddle her. Luisa's hands cup my breasts, playing with my nipples as she does so. I feel her hips begin moving against mine. I can feel myself getting impossibly harder by the second. I roll off of Luisa and grab a condom out of my bedside table drawer. Luisa helps me work my compression shorts off. Her eyes lock onto my penis as soon as they're gone. I open my mouth to say something, but my mouth fails me as Luisa's hand wraps around me. She continues to stroke me for a few minutes before removing her hand and laying back on my bed. My fingers clumsily rip open the condom wrapper and slide the condom over myself. I all but rip Luisa's underwear off, causing her to moan.
"Who knew you'd be the dominant one, feisty maus? Certainly not me," she murmurs teasingly.
I smile down at her as I position myself to enter her. Luisa moves her hand to help me. It takes a few seconds, but we get there. I'm suddenly wrapped in a white hot, wet heat. I moan and allow my head to drop to Luisa's chest. Luisa spreads her thighs a little wider, forcing me further inside of her. I move my head up to look at her. Her eyes meet mine. Her normally ice blue eyes have turned navy. She gives me a nod, signaling that she's okay. I pull out before pushing back in, causing her to moan.
My thrusts get harder and more frequent as she becomes accustomed to my size. Luisa's hands tangle in my hair, pulling me closer to crash our lips together. I growl into her mouth as her teeth nip at lips. She pulls away a few minutes later, her lips seeking purchase on my skin. I am gonna have so many hickies tomorrow.
I can feel Luisa starting to tighten around me. Her head drops back onto the pillows, slurred German leaving her lips. I smirk a little at watching the German woman coming undone beneath me. I pick up my pace and watch as her reaction intensifies. Her nails dig into my shoulders, creating crescent shapes as they dig deeper.
"So close, feisty maus."
My pace picks up again and I can feel her beginning to tighten around me. Luisa is suddenly screaming my name, along with several German expletives. The feeling of her tightening around me throws me into my own orgasm. I barely stop myself from collapsing on top of her. I pull out after a few more seconds and discard the condom. I lay down next to Luisa and wait for her to return to the land of the living. Her eyes finally open and she turns to look at me. I smirk at her and receive a small smile in return.
"You're welcome," I murmur teasingly.
Luisa snorts and pushes me slightly. "Do not be so cocky, tiny maus. I'll be ready for round two in just a moment and then we will see who is thanking who."
I raise an eyebrow as she pushes herself off my mattress and straddles me. This woman will be the death of me.