A/N: In which Emily makes Beca breakfast in bed (in more ways than one) on Valentine's Day,,

The first thing that Emily was aware of as she blearily opened her eyes was the bright glare from the TV across the still dark bedroom, still playing the same show she and Beca had been watching before finally falling asleep the previous night. It hadn't been the tv that had woken her up, though; still groggy and slightly disoriented from just waking up, Emily slowly realized she'd been having a dream of the spicy variety. She didn't remember exactly what it had been about, just that she now felt a little horny because of it. She turned her head to the side and immediately found herself looking at Beca's side profile, her girlfriend still snoozing away, and realized she had two options; she could go back to sleep herself and try to forget about how she felt (it was still slightly dark outside so she could probably get another hour before her alarm went off), or she could take up her girlfriend's ongoing consent offer to do things to her while she was asleep...

Even with her head still a little cloudy from sleep, it didn't take Emily long to decide which option she would do.

Emily reached under the blanket to Beca's body. Since they were snuggled up right next to each other, her hand immediately found Beca's chest, and she carefully caressed her breast from over her shirt. This didn't cause any immediate reaction from her sleeping girlfriend, so Emily slowly began moving her hand down over Beca's stomach, where her shirt had ridden up a bit and she quickly found herself tracing her fingers over Beca's warm skin. Emily continued moving her hand down and was momentarily surprised to feel Beca's bare, naked hip, before remembering she liked to sleep sans pajama bottoms (especially on nights like the last, where they had a sleepy session right before falling asleep in each other's arms). It didn't take long for her hand to reach its intended destination, but she didn't want to start right away. Instead she took it slow and began playing with Beca over her panties a little, rubbing slow, deliberate lines up and down. Even though she and Beca had talked extensively about this exact thing before and she knew she'd been given explicit permission and consent from Beca, she still was a little cautious and wanted to proceed slowly in case Beca woke up and had changed her mind or something.

Emily continued slowly rubbing at Beca's nethers through the thin fabric of her panties for a few more moments, and when Beca still had not woken up and stopped her (and when Emily could feel the small wet spot just under her fingertips on the fabric) a few minutes later, that decided it for her. She moved her hand away from Beca's panties, her heart thudding steadily in her chest now, and as carefully as possible to still not disturb her girlfriend, Emily slipped herself under the blanket.

She was thankful that Beca was and had been laying on her back, since that had definitely made things easier, and she quickly settled right between her legs (which she belatedly realized Beca had spread at some point, probably when Emily had been rubbing at her; maybe she was slowly waking up or had just done it unconsciously). In any case, once Emily took her familiar spot between Beca's hips, she dipped her head and replaced where her fingers had been with her mouth (no matter how eager she always was to go down on her girlfriend, she always made sure to kiss Beca's pussy a few times over her panties before she began to eat her; for reasons unknown, that always made things feel hotter and was something Emily enjoyed and Beca seemed to be a fan of, too).

Once she was reacquainted with Beca's other set of lips, Emily moved her hand up and gently pulled the fabric of Beca's panties aside, before leaning in to give her a few more kisses, this time directly on her pussy. Beca had definitely already gotten a little wet from everything, and as much as she tried and wanted to draw it out a little, Emily just couldn't wait much longer. She spread her lips and stuck out her tongue, making contact with Beca's folds and tasting her once more. She felt Beca suddenly tense up, but relax as soon as Emily had licked a few lines up her pussy. As Emily settled at the very top of her slit, she was a little surprised to feel one of Beca's hands clumsily settle on the top of her head and feel her fingers tangle slightly in her blanket messed hair. She felt her girlfriend's other hand settle on the one Emily hadn't realized she'd had on Beca's hip, her pointer and middle finger gently hooking around Emily's own digits. This little gesture almost made Emily stop to express the emotions she felt from that, but instead she just showed her appreciation by continuing to eat Beca out.

"Yes, baby," Emily heard Beca mumble sleepily, her fingers squeezing Emily's as she kept going. Emily closed her eyes and focused on her task, her tongue lavishing Beca's nub in a flurry of flicks. She felt Beca arch her back and buck her hips gently against her mouth, letting out an adorable, sleepy moan, and continued exactly what she was doing. It didn't take much longer of this treatment before Beca's fingers squeezed once more as best they could around Emily's.

"Baby, I'm gonna cum..."

Beca sounded a little more awake now, but Emily focused more about what Beca had said rather than the fact she had woken up. Emily doubled up, flicking her tongue over Beca's clit exactly how she'd been doing before. She felt Beca tense up again, her hips humping quickly but gently against Emily's mouth as she came. Emily continued, trying to draw out Beca's orgasm as long as possible, before she gently felt herself being pushed away by the hand still in her hair.

"No more, too sensitive," Beca muttered. Nevertheless, Emily quickly dipped her head and kissed Beca's pussy once more (relishing in Beca's delightful shiver), panting slightly as she emerged from under the blanket and came up to lay by Beca's side once more.

"Hi," Emily said cheerfully, grinning at Beca, who had opened her eyes and turned her head to the side to see Emily.

"How do you manage to still be this chipper this early?" Beca asked, squinting at Emily, the tv gently illuminating her face.

"I just made you my breakfast in bed, so my morning is starting off pretty great," Emily replied with the same wide, now cheeky, smile. Beca just rolled her eyes but opened her arms.

"You're adorable. Come here," she said, and Emily rolled over to snuggle back into Beca's arms for a hug.

"That was an amazing way to wake up, thank you," Beca said after a moment.

"Of course," Emily replied, snuggling deeper into Beca's chest. "And happy Valentine's day."

Emily's words hit Beca, and she opened her eyes wider. "Oh, that's why you did this today. Well, happy Valentine's Day to you, too."

"Thank you," Emily replied. "Now..."

She wiggled a bit and managed to escape from Beca's hug, before rolling over to her side of the bed again and sitting up.

"Wait, where are you going?" Beca asked concernedly, watching as Emily left the bed.

"I planned to make you actual breakfast in bed, so I'm going to do that," Emily replied, her heart sinking slightly when she saw Beca's frown. "But don't worry, I'll be back really soon."

She leaned down to give Beca a quick kiss on the forehead, before leaving the bed. Beca watched her leave the room before she was left by herself, still caught up in the post orgasmic bliss, slightly tired from being woken up (which of course she didn't mind), and wondering how she'd make it up to Emily for how she'd been woken up for Valentine's day.

While she was still thinking about how to repay Emily, Beca dozed off again, the soft noises from the tv and the various sounds from Emily moving around in the kitchen lulling her into a light, cozy sleep.

Emily returned to the bedroom a little while later carrying a tray with a plate of heart shaped homemade pancakes, a bowl of cut up fruit, the spray can of whipped cream, and a cup of coffee for each of them to find her girlfriend asleep again, and almost felt bad about having to wake her up again. Beca was appreciative though, and the pair of them shared their delicious breakfast in bed accompanied by their favorite show (the one still playing from when Emily had first woken up earlier).

About halfway through their meal, Beca had secured a loose plan of her own in mind, and started making it up to her girlfriend as soon as they finished eating by having Emily be her after breakfast dessert in bed, even making use of the leftover whipped cream.

A/N: Sorry I haven't updated this ficlet collection in a while, but I planned ahead and thought it would be fun to do it for today because Beca and Emily deserved a good Valentine's Day. If you're here after seeing the Bemily spoiler line I posted on Tumblr a few weeks ago, whether you're new or if you've been here before: Hi! Thanks for the interest and for reading my posts/fics!

Happy Valentine's Day and thanks for reading! c: ❤️