Once again, thank you all for your stellar reviews. I'm glad you all enjoyed Jesse's… abilities. Soon you'll see that Beca has some great abilities of her own. Wink wink.
When Beca woke up that morning, she was in her underwear and one of Jesse's long sleeve shirts. Jesse, who was holding her close, probably decided to dress her at some point of the night. Dork. Why did he have to be so cute about everything? Beca stood up and stretched, the loose button-down shirt riding up on her thighs. It was pretty long which meant she wouldn't have to put pants on to go have breakfast. Score!
"Jesse!" She prodded his side. "Wake up!" His nose scrunched up and he made murmuring complaining noises. So, naturally, Beca hit him with a pillow. "Be a good boy and I'll make you an omelet." She coaxed.
Jesse opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling before taking a deep breath and running his hands over his face. Then he looked over at Beca and drew in a deep, shuddering breath. She looked down at herself. His shirt was unbuttoned and her breasts were barely visible, but the love bites from last night were clear as day. He reached his hand out to her and pulled her down to the bed, kissing her sweetly.
"You do like giving me hickeys, don't you?" She teased him.
"Hell yeah. They look great on you."
"You're just lucky I like them too. Besides," she added, "having them here is a little more convenient to hide from the girls."
"Very true. Now," He sat up quickly. "Were you serious about that omelet?"
They walked to the kitchen to find the entire group of Trebles sitting around and eating breakfast. As soon as Bumper saw he two, he shouted "There he is!" Which set off a chorus of applause and cheers with mouths full of cereal. Both Beca and Jesse looked at the boys in bewilderment.
"Sorry?" Jesse asked.
"Dude," Bumper said, walking up to him and clapping a hand on his back. "Whatever you did last night to that girl was one of the most amazing performances any of us have ever heard."
Beca was entirely too embarrassed for words, but didn't let it show. She raised her eyebrows defiantly, "Oh yeah?"
"Yeah," said Unicycle. "It was better than porn."
"It was so intense, Benji had to excuse himself." Donald laughed.
Benji's blush was redder than any Beca had ever seen. "I thought we weren't going to mention that…" he muttered. The other Trebles laughed good naturedly, a few patting him on the back. He kept his eyes down in embarrassment.
"Oh, I don't blame you Benji." Beca said to him. His eyes darted up to hers quickly before going back to studying the floor. She continued in the innocently sarcastic way she had, mocking the boys in the room. "Not at all, I mean, I could barely control myself. Jesse has a very talented mouth. He's a vocalist… and all vocalists should be that talented with their mouths, right?" She looked each and every one of the acappella boys in the eye and saw their discomfort. "Right, that's what I thought. Now scram, I need to make this champ breakfast."
The boys scrambled from the room, glancing at her nervously as they did so. All of them, of course, but Donald, who was used to her sarcastic witticisms and Bumper, who was a cocky idiot. Bumper was actually lucky the Trebles took him back. After his stunt right before ICCAs, some of them were really considering kicking him out. Jesse and Benji had convinced them to let him come back, but only under the circumstance that Bumper cut out the dickish attitude towards the Bellas.
"What would you like in your omelet?" She asked, carrying on as if nothing had happened. She reached into the crisper of the fridge and pulled out vegetables. "Peppers, mushrooms, onions, tomato?" She listed them and placed them in front of him.
"Everything but mushrooms." He answered, smiling at her nonchalance. "Oh, there's cheese in that drawer over there." He pointed.
She placed the cheese on the side, grabbed a cutting board, and began chopping vegetables. After a moment or two, he joined her with a knife of his own and helped her.
"Hey," she scolded. "I'm supposed to be making you breakfast. You can't help me."
"Tough." He replied. "Besides, I don't think I can trust you with a knife."
"Me?" She said, feigning innocence. "I am shocked!" She began waving the knife around dramatically. "You don't trust me? What on Earth would give you the idea that you couldn't trust me?"
"Little things." He laughed, eyeing the knife she was brandishing.
It was a Saturday, a day after Beca woke up in Jesse's arms and she was seriously missing him. Both of their classes Friday day kept them apart all that evening. Beca had been moping around all that day; it even showed when she was hanging with a few of the girls later.
"Man," Amy poked at her. "What's up with you? You've been boiling like you're on your period or something."
"She's going through Jesse withdrawal." Chloe put in.
"What? You just saw him yesterday or something." Stacie added. Then she took a look at Beca's light blush a little closer. "Oh…"
"What?" The girls chorused.
"Yeah, what's 'oh…'" Amy demanded.
Stacie out her hands up and shut her lips tight, so the girls are turned to Beca. Who, of course, stammered and couldn't form a sarcastic remark.
Chloe gasped. "Oh my God, you totally got laid!"
Beca denied it of course, "No! Well… not really. No."
"My guess is second base." Denise speculated.
"She wouldn't get worked up about a handjob or rubbin' one out." Amy argued. "If she didn't get laid then it was third base. Probably for her." Beca blushed darker, which confirmed Amy's ridiculously accurate prediction.
"Well… since the secret's out… how was it?" Asked Stacie. "Is he good?"
Seeing that she wasn't going to get out of telling them, Beca simply gave in. "Yes, okay? He's fucking amazing with his mouth and his hands and I was surprised I could walk this morning."
The girls were taken aback by this sudden rush of information, and leaned in closer to hear all the details. "He knows how to tease and when to slow down and how to induce the most mind-blowing orgasm I've ever had in my life. He figured out my likes right away and he loves giving hickeys, which is incredibly sexy."
Lilly's brow crumpled, "All the hickeys on your neck have faded. You don't have any new ones."
Beca lifted her tank top shyly to display her budding marks. More than 24 hours afterwards, they were violently violet and red.
"Damn, aren't those painful?" Chloe asked.
"No. Actually they're really… for lack of a better word, nice." Beca explained.
Stacie nodded. "Yeah, I had a guy for a while who had a kink with hickeys. I had them for long time after he gave them. They hurt in a good way and act as a reminder of the sex you had." She said bluntly.
"Oh, for some reason that reminds me of tonight." Chloe said. "I arranged a party with Bumper and Donald at the Treble house with the boys. It's at nine and you all need to come. There will be others invited, of course. There will be plenty of boys to choose from."
Beca walked up to the frat house with an uncomfortable look on her face. Stacie had given her some of her clothes and told her to wear those. She even lent a pair of scary looking heels that were way too tall to be allowed. Beca had declined those, settling for a smaller pair of her own. Needless to say, the bra pushed her cleavage to its limits and the skirt was riding up her legs. She had already planned to change into some pants she had stashed in Jesse's room. Until then, however, she had to deal. Walking into the party was one of the most awkward situations she'd had the misfortune to deal with. She was ogled by a whole bunch of boys she didn't know and by quite a few of the Trebles too.
Avoiding as many of them as possible, she darted into Jesse's room and locked the door. She quickly changed into a pair of tight black jeans, checked herself over once in the mirror, and bravely faced the crowd again. Sadly, her pants didn't deter the boys who came up and hit on her. She had to say, the amount of bad pick-up lines in the world was horrendous. She fixed a fierce look on her face and hoped that would scare some of these drunken boys off.
When she finally spotted Jesse, it was like the sky had opened up and delivered her a miracle. She staggered over to him and he greeted her enthusiastically. "I swear," she muttered darkly, watching the last boy stumble away from her. "If I hear one more, 'Hey baby, what's your sign?' I'm going to puke."
He laughed. Their conversation did not go far; they were soon interrupted by a loud yell of "Body shots!" and a tremendous cheer of approval.
Stacie appeared out of nowhere and grabbed the couple. "You two have to come and do this. Donald and I are… it's a bit of a couple thing. Then the single people can take over."
Both tried to protest, but were pulled into a room with a pool table and an air hockey table. Stacey skipped over to the air hockey table, quickly joined by Donald. Amy pushed Beca over to the pool table. "Sit down bitch." She laughed.
Beca sighed and did as she was told. She sat down on the edge of the table and prepared herself for whatever nonsense these girls had planned.
"Alright, in case you two lovebirds didn't know, this is how body shots work. You wet an area of the skin and sprinkle it with salt. The tequila shot goes between the tits, the lime wedge goes in her mouth. So you lick the salt, take the shot using only your mouth to pick it up, and the take the lime from her mouth with your mouth. Got it?"
Jesse started to say something, but Amy cut him off. "I don't want to hear it. Just do it once and you're done."
Amy poured a shot of tequila into a small shot glass and placed it in Beca's cleavage. A group of people had started to file into the pool room. Beca looked over at Donald, who was already licking a stripe of salt off of the top of Stacie's breasts. He looked quite pleased with himself as he successfully extracted the liquor. He sucked the lime from Stacie's red lips and gave her a lusty kiss. She looked back as Jesse considered her body and where to sprinkle the salt. He smirked before leaning up to her ear.
"I've never done shots before, so I'm going to make the most of it." His mouth found the apex of her jugular and shoulder and licked and kissed it, quickly applying the salt. The he lifted a small slice of lime to her mouth so she could take it in her mouth. Deciding that she wasn't going to let this suck, Beca gave him the sexiest look she could.
"No fair. Don't distract me." He whined before attacking the salt on her neck. She had to suppress a moan, which escaped as a very quiet whimper. Jesse trailed kisses down her breasts to the liquor held between them. It took him a few tries to get the glass secure between his teeth. When he did, he pulled up a little too abruptly which sent little cascades of tequila over her skin and into her shirt. Beca pulled the empty shot glass from his mouth so he could get the stupid fruit out of her mouth. He did so willingly, sending a citrusy tongue to tease her lips after he spit out the rind. Then he bent down a licked the stray droplets from her body. The crowd erupted in general loud obnoxiousness, including Stacie and Donald who had been watching them from their table.
"Girl's turn!" Amy cried, joined by another uproar from the increasingly drunk college kids.
"What?" Beca asked incredulously. "You've got to be kidding me."
However, Donald was lying shirtless with a shot of tequila between his legs right by his crotch. Stacie was licking a long stripe up his ribcage. Beca looked helplessly at Jesse who looked just as unhappy the proceedings as she was.
"I don't drink. Sorry guys." Beca announced to the room. There were some boos and disappointed looks, but Beca didn't care. They shuffled over to a different part of the room and leaned against a wall.
There wasn't much for either of them to do in a crowd of drunk people, especially when neither of them were interested in drinking. Jesse didn't hold his liquor well, which resulted in him having a drink or two, depending on how strong it was, and stopping. Especially now that he spent so much time with someone who didn't drink at all.
"You want to get out of here?" Jesse asked, using the line used in too many movies to count.
Beca laughed. "Yeah." They interlocked fingers and left quickly.
A/N: I know some of you were expecting Beca's revenge this chapter, and it started out that way, but changed because I have something specific in mind for Jesse's sexytime. Next chapter for sure.