A/N: Smut ahead! You have been warned (also, it's my first time writing smut so be kind and gentle please).
Disclaimer: I don't own Pitch Perfect or the song I have constant and thinly veiled allusions to. In fact, I'd be surprised if you didn't guess what song I'm setting Chloe up to write in the next chapter. I overloaded on fluff and happiness in this chapter so you can assume there will be some angst and pain in the very near future. Again, you have been warned.
"I'm so sorry Chloe. I'm here now. I love you." Beca froze. Had she really said that out loud?
Chloe pulled back, previous problems forgotten. "What?"
Beca panicked. "Ha, ha, not like that," she started awkwardly, scratching her neck and looking anywhere but at Chloe's face. She never knew how nice the carpet in the booth was. "Like a friend? Yeah! Love you like a friend, cause that's what we are: friends. Right?" So Beca was still a little bit scared. Sue her.
"Sure?" Chloe tried to ignore the pain in her chest at Beca's explanation. She knew they had agreed on friendship only but she had let herself believe that Beca did share her feelings, and even if it was only for a moment it still hurt to lose that hope. "So we're friends?"
"Of course," Beca nodded, glad Chloe was buying it but her joy dissipated when she saw anger return to Chloe's face and the redhead took a step away.
"What happened to you wanting out of my life and not caring about me?"
God Beca regretted saying that. "I never should have said that Chlo-"
"Did you mean it?"
"Oh course I didn't," Beca shook her head, desperate for Chloe to understand. "I'm weird. People get close to me and I cut them off. You asked me that question and I was so scared by just how much I did care about you. And it's because of how very fucking much I care about you that I'm going to beg you to have that operation."
Chloe bit her lip and her eyes watered immediately so Beca powered on.
"You need to sing Chlo, it's who you are and right now," Beca gestured at the microphone hanging between them to remind Chloe what had just happened, "You can't. I know there is a chance that this surgery will change your voice but that is so much better than losing it slowly this way. I can't sit aside and let you hurt. So please Chloe, if you care about me like I think you do then have the surgery."
Chloe swallowed and chewed on her lip. Beca was right. The surgery was Chloe's best option, but was she ready? "On one condition," Chloe spoke finally, her voice determined and strong.
"Anything." Beca would give Chloe the world if she asked.
"Next Saturday is the Love is Louder charity dinner. I'm scheduled to perform two songs from my upcoming album and it's too late to cancel. I'll have the surgery straight after."
Beca frowned. "That doesn't sound like a good idea Chlo. I know it's your charity and how important it is to you but you couldn't even get through Titanium, how will you sing two songs a week from now?"
Chloe smirked. "I guess that's for my producer to figure out."
"OK I've got it!" Beca shouted, the first words spoken in a while.
Chloe jumped slightly and rubbed her tired eyes. They'd been working without a break for 4 hours trying to find songs that Chloe would be able to sing with minimal pain and so far no luck. "What songs have you got?"
"Well… song, single. I found one," Beca pouted slightly.
Chloe laughed. "One is better than we had a minute ago. Hit me."
Beca slid the sheet over the table. "This one. I already have the music ready for it because we were going to do it next. It's the last of the breakup songs and the perfect tie in to the empowerment in the next few songs."
Chloe nodded, eyes shining as she looked over the song. "Yeah, I think I can do this. The lyrics are powerful but the singing itself in subtle. I'll really need to use the music as a crutch though."
"Yeah don't worry I'll have that sorted. Trust the music, it'll build so you won't have to."
"I trust you Bec."
Beca smiled widely at the redhead, warming at the complete honesty in her voice. "We have the week for you to do some backing vocals as well which will cut back what you need to do on the night."
Chloe nodded and covered Beca's hand with her own. "Thanks Bec."
Beca swallowed as tingled sparked from her hand, up her arm and straight into her heart. "No… no problem. We still need a second song though."
"Argh!" Chloe grunted, letting go of Beca's hand to use both of hers to shuffle around the papers on the table. "None of these will work. Why did I decide to write so many power ballads?"
Beca laughed. "Because you have a kickass voice and a powerful story. What are you gonna do?"
Chloe shrugged and stopped pushing around the papers. "I'll just have to write something."
"In a week? With enough time for me to produce it? In a low enough key for you to sing with your nodes? Sure Chlo, sounds super realistic."
"Shush you, I don't need negative Nelly doubting me. I am Chloe the magnificent Beale, this is no challenge for me."
Beca let out a deep belly laugh. "Alright 'Chloe magnificent Beale'," Beca teased using air quotations, "You go right ahead and write an entire new song."
"I will."
"Good."
"I will!"
"Still good."
"Stop doubting me," Chloe pouted, stamping her foot on the floor.
Beca laughed again at Chloe's antics. "OK superstar. Just please get it to be my Wednesday. I don't do well under pressure and I'm pretty sure my ma would be upset if you gave me a heart attack," Beca joked.
"Friday?" Chloe compromised.
"Thursday, last offer or you do it yourself."
Chloe tapped her chin as she contemplated that. "I mean, how hard can that be? You just add some instruments together, right? I can play most of them anyway. I just need drums. And I've seen you playing with all those buttons and dials so I'm sure I could figure it out…" Chloe trailed off.
Beca panicked for a second before she sure Chloe's teasing smile. "Back off superstar. You may be the most talented person in the entire world," Beca mocked, "but I will cut you if you try to touch my precious."
Chloe sent Beca her dangerous smirked and slowly stood from her chair. "Your precious?" she asked coyly, stepping backwards towards the mixing board while still facing Beca. "This precious?" Chloe hovered a hand over the 'buttons and dials', waving her fingers and biting her lip.
"No!" Beca cried with wide eyes when she caught on to what Chloe was doing. The sexy lip bite had slowed her brain for a second. Beca took a step and Chloe dropped her hand way to close to the board for Beca's comfort. Beca raised both hands to show her innocence. "OK Beale, I get it. Step away from precious and no one gets hurt, OK?"
Chloe titled her head thinking over Beca's proposal. "No deal," she smirked before quickly dropping her hand and sliding three dials upwards.
Beca's eyes widened comically so and she jumped forward to grab Chloe's hand. Chloe quickly twisted and used her other hand to turn a knob before Beca grabbed that too. Before they knew it Beca and Chloe were pressed laughing chest to laughing chest with Beca clamping both of Chloe's hands to her sides.
"No one touches precious," Beca joked.
Beca's words did nothing to pierce the lust that had clouded Chloe's mind as soon as she realised how close the shorter woman was to her. She could feel her entire body on fire where Beca's body was touching hers. Chloe's eyes flicked all over Beca's face, constantly finding Beca's mouth. "What if I was your precious?" The words spilled from Chloe's mouth without her permission.
So did Beca's. "You are."
As had become their luck the door opened before they could close the miniscule distance and reach their delicious destination.
"What the actual hell Chloe?" Aubrey snapped as she flew into the room.
Now I have another reason to hate her, Beca thought as she put some distance between herself and the singer.
"Bree? What's wrong?"
"What's wrong?" Aubrey fumed. "What's wrong is me sitting at your house for 5 hours waiting for you to return from picking up lunch. What's wrong is that after agreeing to take a break from this godforsaken album I find you here with the midget-"
"I'm not a midget!" Beca interrupted. "I've been measured," she continued under her breath but judging by Chloe's smirk she'd heard it.
Aubrey continued as if Beca had never spoken. "What's wrong is that you, once again, haven't been answering phone calls and I was imagining you dying in a hospital! Chloe what the hell is wrong with you?"
Chloe flushed sheepishly. "Whoops. Sorry Bree."
"Whoops? Sorry Bree? That's all you have for me?"
Chloe shrugged guiltily. "I'm not sure what happened. I was driving and then my car was just suddenly here so I figured, hey, let's go in and visit Beca."
Aubrey opened and closed her mouth a few times, not sure where to start. "Cars don't drive themselves Chloe. You obviously decided to drive here. What I need to know is if you did it to sing or to see the hobbit-"
"Hey!" Beca objected.
Aubrey ignored her again. "So which is it?"
Chloe frowned and tilted her head. "I'm not sure. Both?"
Aubrey sighed and pressed the heel of her hand to her forehead. "Chloe I know we haven't decided what to do about the operation-"
"She's having the surgery," Beca interrupted yet again.
Aubrey acknowledged her for once. "Aca-cuse me?"
Beca scrunched her face up. "I'm sorry, what?"
"Chloe you decided to have the operation?" Aubrey asked.
"Well yes-"
"No," Beca cut in, "pause. Aubrey, did you just say 'aca-cuse me'?"
Chloe giggled and Aubrey groaned. "Yes I did. Can we move on?"
"No!" Beca shook her head. "What the hell is aca-cuse me?"
"Aubrey was in an aca-pella ground in college. They were actually pretty good. The Bellas. That's how she met Stacie. I was already on Broadway so I didn't get to go to college," Chloe pouted.
"Oh right, aca-pella is like a thing now right?"
"Totes. They sing covers of songs but they do it without any instruments. It's all from their mouths."
"Yikes." Beca couldn't help the way she focused on the redhead's lips after Chloe had pointed to them. Besides it was practically an invitation to stare. She accepted readily. "So what? She just randomly adds 'aca' to the start of words now?" Beca continued as if Aubrey wasn't in the room.
"Sometimes," Chloe shrugged before turning back to face Aubrey. "Yes I'm having the surgery."
Aubrey breathed a sigh of relief, choosing to ignore that side conversation. "That's a very mature decision Chloe, I really think it's your best option. I'll call the doctor now and see how soon he can fit you in," Aubrey spoke, quickly pulling out her phone to dial.
"On one condition," Chloe interrupted. "We do it after the Love is Louder charity dinner."
"Chloe-"
"Aubrey. I have already agreed to sing two songs and I refuse to go back on that. Beca is helping me and we have found the perfect song that I can sing without stressing my voice," Chloe smiled happily.
Aubrey raised and sceptical brow and turned on the brunette. "You encouraged this?"
"No," Beca shook her head. She was a little irritated that Aubrey kept looking for reasons to hate her. "I encouraged her to have the surgery but Chloe wants to do this dinner so I will support that and do my best to make it as painless as possible. If I thought for a second I could talk her out of it I would."
Aubrey sighed again and rubbed her eyes with her hand. Chloe picked up on the action and quickly stepped forward to massage her friend's shoulder.
"You're stressed. Maybe you should go see Stacie for a back rub?" Chloe suggested with a smirk.
Aubrey frowned. "I don't think Stacie feels anything for me anymore Chlo. She acted pretty strange on Saturday and ignored me on Sunday. I think I missed my chance."
Chloe's eyes widened. "Oh Bree! No! Stacie saw us kiss and got the wrong idea. Don't worry, I explained things."
Beca and Aubrey both gasped.
"Stacie saw us kissed?" Aubrey shouted.
"You kissed Aubrey?" Beca said at the same time.
Chloe took a step back, wondering whom to start with before deciding Aubrey would be easier. "She did but I told her," Chloe turned to Beca, "It was like a sister kiss; it meant nothing." Chloe turned back to Aubrey, "She's cool now."
Oh, Beca thought, Chloe had smudged lip-gloss from Aubrey and Stacie was upset because she must like Stacie. Most importantly: the kiss meant nothing and Chloe is single. Stop it! Just friends remember?
"I should go see her," Aubrey frowned.
Chloe nodded. "You should. Make sure to do something romantic though, like flowers."
"Why?"
Chloe sighed, "Because you are proving that she isn't your number two. Number ones need wooing."
Aubrey rolled her eyes and turned to leave before pausing as she remembered she needed to tell Chloe something. "Chloe? There's something I need to tell you."
"Shoot," Chloe responded with an easy smile.
"It's about Tom."
The smile dropped.
"He's going to be at the dinner."
Chloe swallowed. Hard. "Since when?" Chloe's voice was hard. Beca hated the way the redhead had withdrawn at just the mention of the man's name.
"Monday." Aubrey couldn't meet Chloe's eyes.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Chloe's voice was strong but not angry. Yet.
"You had enough to deal with. Besides, I didn't think you'd still be going."
"Bree I can understand you thinking I wouldn't be performing but of course I'd be there. Love is Louder is my baby, you know how important it is to me."
"I'm sorry Chloe," Aubrey apologised. "I knew it would hurt you and I didn't want to cause you anymore pain."
Chloe shook her head. "It's fine Aubrey. We've been over for a while now. You should go."
Aubrey knew Chloe was avoiding the issue but she was desperate to believe that her friend really was just coping extremely well so she turned to leave. "Will you be alright Chloe?" Aubrey asked over her shoulder.
Chloe laughed and gave her a push out of the door. "I'm under Beca's supervision now-not that I need it- I'll be fine."
"Just call if you need me!" Aubrey yelled as Chloe shut the door in her face.
"Do you want to talk-" Beca began when Chloe turned to her.
"Let's go out!" Chloe practically pounced on Beca.
Beca felt whiplash at the change in emotions. "Go out?" Beca gestured to the papers all over the place. "We have a tonne of work to do and you have an entire song to write."
Chloe grabbed Beca's hand and tugged on her arm, almost shaking it out of the socket. "Exactly! I need to go find inspiration! I can't write a song about sitting in a studio needing to write a song. Well… I could but that would be super boring. C'mon Beca, please?" Chloe pouted turning on her puppy face full force.
Beca caved instantly. "Fine. But I may or may not have showered today so I'm going to go home first."
"Good. You go unstink and I'll go prettify and we'll meet up at that cute café near your place in two hours." Chloe bounced towards the door. Literally. Bounced. Beca was sure that was the only word for it.
"OK why am I 'unstinking' but you're 'prettifying'? And why two hours?" Beca grouched but followed Chloe outside anyway.
"Don't question Chloe magnificent Beale," Chloe smirked.
"OK superstar," Beca rolled her eyes before heading to her car. She totally didn't turn back to watch Chloe walking four times or wait to make sure Chloe left safely before she did. Seriously. She didn't. It was five times.
Aubrey hopped from foot to foot as she waited nervously outside of Stacie's hotel room. Chloe always rented houses but Aubrey and Stacie usually preferred either hotel rooms or just staying at Chloe's. They would probably move in with Chloe after the surgery because she'd need the help and the length of time in LA had extended significantly. Aubrey clutched the flower in her hand a little too tightly and winced as it began to droop. She was mid-pout when Stacie opened the door, clad only in a fluffy white hotel towel and dripping still warm water on the floor.
"Aubrey?" she questioned.
Aubrey blinked as her eyes scanned Stacie's body quickly. Was it possible that she was even more gorgeous than when they were together? "This is for you," Aubrey said lamely as she held out the sad flower.
Stacie smiled like it was the most beautiful thing she's ever seen. "Thank Bree. Can you stay a while?"
Aubrey nodded eagerly.
"Good. Come in and make yourself at home in this fabulous hotel suite while I go change into something a little less comfortable."
You don't have to, Aubrey thought as her more sensible side spoke, "Good idea."
Stacie waved over her shoulder and headed back to the bathroom, leaving the door open a crack as she dropped the towel. Aubrey swallowed as she got an eye full of tanned back and toned butt before she quickly turned. Definitely not the second choice.
Chloe glanced at the time on her phone as she walked into the café. She was running a little bit late but she wasn't worried. Whenever she'd arranged to meet Tom she had grown to expect him over half an hour late. Every time.
"Hey."
Chloe's head snapped up from her phone. Beca was there already. Of course she was; this was Beca not Tom. Beca stood from the table as Chloe approached and pulled out the chair for Chloe.
Chloe sat down giggling lightly.
"Yeah, I'm not sure why I did that. It was weird. Sorry." Beca scratched her neck and sat back down in her seat across from Chloe.
Chloe's eyes were soft and warm as they met Beca's. "It was nice."
"Cool. Cool. So, um, what are we doing?"
Chloe grinned at how nervous Beca was acting. It was just like the first day they met when Beca had been completely star struck. "I'm not sure what you normally do in cafes but I was thinking coffee," Chloe teased.
Beca hit her hand on her forehead. "Duh, of course, coffee. I do that too. Drink coffee that is. In cafes."
Chloe laughed and reached a hand across the table to grab Beca's. "Bec. What is going on? It's just me," Chloe tried to calm the brunette.
Beca took a deep breath and straightened her back. God why was she being so weird all of a sudden? Just because she'd had time to think about the fact that a few hours ago she'd admitted to loving this girl and had no clue how to act. But Chloe was right; it was just Chloe. Beca knew how to act around Chloe. She had never felt so comfortable around anyway as she did around Chloe.
"You're right. I'm sorry. I'll go order," Beca smiled and stood quickly from the table. She used the time away from Chloe to shake off her nervousness, waiting for the coffees to be ready before returning.
"I got you a brownie cause I remember you saying one time that you like them."
Chloe beamed. "I love them, thank you." Chloe took a sip of her coffee and lit up even more. "Mocha. How'd you know?"
Beca shrugged. "You said it made you feel like you were having a hyped up hot chocolate which made you feel like a kid being rebellious. You're weird."
Chloe laughed. "You're weird."
Beca laughed as well. "So what did you want to do after this?"
"Shop," Chloe answered quickly.
"No," Beca groaned. "Please, anything else."
Chloe tilted her head for a moment. "Movies."
Beca glared. "Shop where?"
Chloe laughed, loud enough to draw some attention by nearby customers. "I need new heels," Chloe divulged. On whim Chloe stuck her foot out and onto Beca's lap, sliding it along the brunette's leg more than necessary. "These are my only heels at the moment so I need something else for next Saturday." Chloe smirked at Beca's fish impression as she opened and closed her mouth and blinked. She slowly withdrew her leg and watched as Beca slowly returned to earth.
"Why no heels? They suit you." Beca frowned at her words. They suit you? Heels suit you? What does that even mean?
Chloe smiled anyway. "Thanks. Tom was never a fan because they made me taller than him."
Beca frowned at the mention of Tom. "Well I like that you're taller than me." Oh my god, did I just compare myself to Tom? Lock it up Mitchell.
Chloe giggled. "Good 'cause I don't need heels to do that."
Beca gasped in surprise before laughing outright. She had not expected a height joke from Chloe.
Chloe took a moment to watch Beca laugh. Her head was thrown back and her entire body was shaking. She was just like a little kid in this moment, so sweet, innocent and happy.
"Funny Beale. Very funny," Beca joked.
Chloe smiled. Tom had never thought she was funny. She needed to stop comparing the two. Beca actually laughed around her all the time. Chloe's hug swelled, not for the first time around the brunette. Chloe hadn't been sure when she'd told Aubrey she was completely over Tom but here, Friday afternoon in this café, she was sure. She could feel her hear pounding in her chest as it began to love again.
"On my brother's tenth birthday there was this fair in the area," Beca began, cutting through Chloe's thoughts. "I was still in college so I didn't have much but I knew how badly he wanted to go even though he wouldn't say it. He knew we didn't have money but every time he saw a poster or there was an ad on the TV he would just stare… so I knew. The week before I worked back-to-back shifts at the college radio station and got some extra cash, enough to take him on all the rides. You should've seen his face when we got there- actually, it was a little smaller than when you showed up at his party," Beca smiled softly at the redhead. "So we did the arcade thing first. Didn't win anything but it was fun. We got to the first ride. The line wasn't that long so we were at the front pretty quickly. This scrawny teen was in charge of it. He was pimply and had braces-puberty was not his friend. So he pulls out that stick thing they use to measure that you're tall enough to ride. I'm thinking 'cool, he's gonna use it for Josh, no problems' but after he measures Josh he puts it up to me as well! First person I ever punched."
Chloe burst out laughing, slapping the table in front of her and tears began to flow from her eyes. "Oh… my… god," she choked out between gasps of air while still laughing.
Beca flushed. "Oh god. I don't know why I told you that story. That's to embarrassing."
Chloe calmed down eventually and bit her lip as she avoided Beca's gaze. "I love that story."
Beca eyed Chloe carefully. "Look at you being all shy now superstar, what's up?"
Chloe met Beca's eyes finally. "You just make me feel special."
"Good. 'Cause you are," Beca said earnestly.
Chloe reached a hand across the table and linked it with Beca's. "You ready to go?"
Beca nodded and stood quickly, keeping her hand connected to Chloe's. "Yeah but do we HAVE to go shopping?"
Chloe pulled her phone out with her spare hand and glanced at the time. "Actually it's too late to go now. I have a favourite store in LA and my connection finishes early on Fridays."
"You have a show connection?"
"Yep," Chloe popped the p. "Was this your wicked plan? Distract me with a story awesome enough to make me forget about shoes?"
"Yes," Beca nodded with a straight face. "It was my devious plan. Too bad you caught on."
Chloe laughed when Beca's face cracked with a smirk. "Where's your car?" Chloe asked as they walked outside.
"I walked."
"OK let's take mine," Chloe said, pulling Beca in the direction of her car.
"Where are we going?"
"My place."
Beca nodded and let silence fall between them. It was comfortable but Beca could tell Chloe wanted to say something.
Chloe let her thoughts take over as she walked in silence with Beca. She intended to compare Tom and Beca but it was startling that Beca was so effortless with everything that had annoyed her about Tom. Her relationship with Tom had been constant settling and fighting. With Beca it was easy and electric. In one week the two very different people would met. Beca needed to be ready. Chloe opened her mouth ready to tell Beca all she would need to know about the man but the brunette started talking first.
"So you know that I don't like movies cause it was my dad's thing but there is this thing, it's kinda like my guilty pleasure, where I make an exception every Christmas so me and ma and Josh spend Christmas eve watching all these good Christmas movies. They're the only movies I'll watch but it's really my favourite day every year." Beca drew in a breath as she looked at Chloe's intense gaze.
"That's really sweet Becs."
Beca shrugged and averted her eyes. "Yeah well… I'm telling you because if you want to watch a movie tonight one of them would be OK with me. I mean Christmas is only a couple months away so it's not super weird, right?"
Chloe laughed softly. "Becs it's July. That's almost as far from Christmas as you can get."
Beca rubbed the back of her neck. "Christmas in July is a thing though, right?"
Chloe nodded. She couldn't believe how open Beca was being with her. Had Beca finally let down that last wall and let Chloe all the way in? "So what movies? I have a tonne of Christmas movies but I left most of them in New York."
Beca ignored the reminder that Chloe had assumed to be back in New York in Christmas and answered the question. "The good ones. The Muppets a Christmas Carol, the Grinch, Edward Scissor hands…" Beca trailed off.
"I actually do have those three," Chloe beamed as they finally reached her car. "Sounds like a plan. I already have popcorn and tonnes of snacks so let's go!" Chloe rushed to unlock her car and jump into it. Beca laughed at her enthusiasm as she quickly jumped in as well before Chloe drove off without her.
"So," Stacie started, "What brings you by? Not that you aren't always welcome Bree."
Aubrey smiled at the kind words. They'd been watching TV mindlessly since Stacie dressed. Of course by 'dressed' Aubrey meant that Stacie was now wearing a tight singlet and shorts so small that they were more likely boy shorts. Aubrey had forced distance between them as they laid on the bed because she was sure any accidental brushing would have her jumping the brunette without the sufficient 'wooing'.
Aubrey swallowed and stood from the bed, needing to pace to release some nervous energy before she threw up all over Stacie. "We need to talk."
Stacie pulled a face. "Those aren't normally good words Bree. What did I do?"
Aubrey pulled a hand through her hair. This was going all wrong.
Stacie jumped from the bed as she saw Aubrey pale and tighten her jaw. That only meant one thing. Stacie put a soft hand on Aubrey's back, rubbing up and down to comfort the blonde. "Just breathe Aubrey, calm down. I'm not sure maid service would appreciate needing to clean up your stress vomit," Stacie joked to lighten the mood.
Aubrey breathed in and out as Stacie's hand both calmed and excited her. She eventually calmed enough to try again. "Stacie I'm sorry. All those years ago I wasn't ready to give you my heart when someone else held it and it was wrong because you're an amazing person and you deserve to be loved."
Stacie felt her heart clench as she heard what she assumed was yet another brush off from the blonde. "Don't worry Aubrey I understand. You can't help who you love."
Aubrey shook her head. "No, you can't, which is why I'm so lucky that I finally love the right person."
Stacie frowned completely confused. "I thought Chloe didn't feel that way about you?"
"I don't love Chloe, I haven't for a very long time. It's just taken me far too long to admit that because I was scared that the person who I rejected would now reject me." Aubrey watched Stacie's face waiting for the realisation that didn't come.
"Oh. So who do you like now?" Stacie asked, the hurt evident in her voice. That was all the proof Aubrey needed that Stacie still- or again- returned her feelings.
"You."
Stacie's eyes snapped to Aubrey's. They were full of emotion. Stacie took a step, desperate to feel Aubrey but she used all of her self-control to hold back. "Have you thought this through Aubrey? Are you sure? Because you can't stand in front of me and tell me you love me and expect me to be able to let you go again if you change your mind. You need to be sure Aubrey because-"
Aubrey cut Stacie off in the best way possible. She took one step and crashed their lips together, teeth knocking. Stacie stumbled a step in surprise but kept her lips attached to Aubrey's. She could feel the difference in this kiss compared to all their previous ones. It was impossible to fake the passion in this kiss. Stacie quickly wrapped her arms around Aubrey and pulled their bodies flush together. Minutes passed before they separated for air. Stacie couldn't stand not tasting Aubrey so she started planting open-mouthed kisses over Aubrey's face and down to her neck.
"You know," Aubrey gasped. "I had a plan. I was going to woo you and prove you were my first choice."
Stacie reconnected their lips for a moment, biting Aubrey's bottom lip and sucking as she pulled away. "I'm an easy woo."
Aubrey giggled and let Stacie push her back onto the bed, grinning as the brunette climbed on top of her and reconnected their lips. "God I missed this," Aubrey sighed against Stacie's lips.
"Mmm," Stacie moaned. "This is better."
"Yeah," Aubrey agreed before Stacie pushed her tongue into the blonde's mouth, sucking and duelling together.
Stacie's hands reached under Aubrey's shirt stroking the soft skin and mapping it out with her fingertips. "Need this gone," Stacie muttered against Aubrey's mouth.
Aubrey quickly leaned up so Stacie could tug it off before reconnecting their lips.
"Mmm, yours too," Aubrey moaned as her hands began to travel under Stacie's shirt.
Stacie jumped up, must to Aubrey's protest, and quickly stripped off her singlet and shorts. Aubrey was delighted to see the brunette wasn't wearing panties or a bra.
"Gorgeous," Aubrey breathed.
Stacie smirked dangerously as she crawled back onto the bed. She locked eyes with the blonde as her fingers hooked over Aubrey's pants and underwear. Aubrey gave a nod and Stacie pulled them off quickly in one motion. Aubrey quickly disposed of her bra, not caring where she threw it, as Stacie once again hovered over her. Stacie pressed their lips together lightly but kept her eyes locked to Aubrey's.
"Bree," Stacie whispered, not wanting to break the lustful haze that surrounded the pair. "I've always loved you."
Aubrey smiled, bigger than she ever had. "And I'll never stop loving you," Aubrey returned.
Stacie's face broke into a grin as she once again reconnected their lips. "Mmm… I need to taste you," she spoke through the kiss.
"God Stacie," Aubrey cried as Stacie began to bite and suck her way down Aubrey's body, paying special attention to the pulse point at her neck. Aubrey would definitely have a few marks in the morning. Stacie paused when she reached the blonde's breasts. One hand pinched and pulled while her mouth smoothed and sucked. She alternated as she drove Aubrey into a frenzy.
"Stacie I need you," Aubrey begged.
Stacie complied instantly, continuing her movement down towards where Aubrey needed her the most. Stacie placed a light kiss on Aubrey's neat mound and took a deep breath. She could tell Aubrey was drenched without even touching her.
"You're so wet baby," Stacie ghosted as her mouth hovered over Aubrey's clit.
Aubrey squirmed at the feeling. "I was like this before you even touched me Stace. You are so beautiful."
Stacie rewarded the blonde by plunging her tongue right inside of Aubrey without warming.
"Stacie!" Aubrey screamed as her body jolted in pleasure.
Stacie held Aubrey's legs open with her arms and began moving her tongue in and out of the blonde, rubbing her clit with her nose on each plunge. Stacie could feel as Aubrey grew closer and closer to the edge but she wasn't ready for it to be over to quickly. Stacie quickly pulled out her tongue and replaced it with a single finger; pumping slowly and bringing Aubrey back down slightly.
"Stacie," Aubrey whined painfully.
Stacie smirked and moved her mouth to Aubrey's clit, sucking and licking. She worked Aubrey up again, adding an extra finger. Aubrey was heating up and mewling and Stacie could feel herself dripping at the sounds. She quickly added and third finger and curled them inside of the blonde.
"Fuck Stacie I'm close."
"Cum for me baby," Stacie ordered as she bit down on Aubrey's clit. The response was immediate as the blonde arched her back and clenched around Stacie's fingers as she shook and screamed out Stacie's name. Stacie kept pumping and licking as the blonde rode out her high.
"Stacie," Aubrey whispered eventually as she reached a hand out to the brunette. Stacie obliged and withdrew her hand, licking her fingers eagerly as she crawled back up to the blonde.
"Mmm," Stacie moaned as she pressed a wet kiss to Aubrey's swollen lips.
"I saw stars," Aubrey complimented, her eyes still unfocused.
Stacie chuckled as she kissed the blonde again. She was caught off guard when Aubrey quickly flipped them so she was on top.
"My turn," Aubrey spoke with a glint in her eye that drove Stacie crazy.
"Please," Stacie moaned as the blonde moved lower, ready to return the favour.
Beca gasped, as she looked at all the records in front of her. Chloe had left her in the lounge room to go and find the movies and Beca had immediately focused on the records and CDs the lined the walls. Chloe's collection may even be bigger than her own. Beca pulled out the album in front of her James Taylor. She'd never met anyone else who even knew who James Taylor was let alone owned one of his albums.
"James Taylor," Chloe spoke from Beca's shoulder causing her to jump in surprise. "I fell in love with You've Got a Friend and haven't looked back since. Do you know him?"
Beca looked at Chloe with wide eyes. "I love him. I have 8 of his records. That's all I can find because most of his more recent stuff hasn't been as popular."
"I have 8 as well! Everything from the 70s. It was his best years," Chloe smiled.
"I've never met anyone with as many James Taylor records as me." Beca was in awe.
Chloe winked. "I'm not like most people."
Beca could only nod in agreement.
"Now I've found the movies so what do you say we grab some snacks and get Christmas in July started?"
Beca was sure she'd never had a better night than the one spent watching her family Christmas movies with Chloe cuddled into her side. If this was heaven was like then she had a lot of repenting to do.
A/N: At looks like happiness with both couples :) for now… mwahahaha. Peace guys, look forward to hearing from the few of you that are still reading lol.