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Beca woke up the next morning to find that Jesse had left her dorm. They had fallen asleep together last night, but he had apparently taken off before she awoke. Beca pouted a little until she noticed the note on her bedside table. She snatched the folded piece of paper and shook it open to read Jesse's familiar scrawl.

Beca,

Sorry I had to leave before you woke up, but I've got a lot of preparations for this evening. I'd like you to meet me at the Treble house at 5:00 this evening. I am going to make sure the guys are gone, don't worry. I have a lot to do, but don't be hesitant to call or text me if you need something. You don't need to wear anything specific, we won't be going out.

Jesse

Beca smiled and a feeling of warmth emanated from her stomach. When she read, "we won't be going out…" her stomach jittered nervously. She was still a virgin, mostly because she'd never maintained a very long relationship with anyone before. Jesse knew, of course. Beca had told him not long after they started dating.

The clock reminded her that it was after 12:00, so Beca decided to devote the day to herself. If Jesse was busy, she was going to keep herself busy as well. After having a nice large brunch, she tried to get her mind off of the evening to come. She tried to mix tracks, but would find herself thinking about Jesse's shoulders or biceps or ass. She couldn't concentrate worth shit.

Eventually she went to the studio so she could continue working and hopefully kill time for the next four hours. For some reason, it was still only 1:30. Stacking CDs didn't make the time go faster and it was such a mindless job that she couldn't keep her mind off Jesse. After an hour and a half, she completely gave up. As she was leaving, a thought struck her.

She called Chloe and asked to use her apartment's bath. She made the short drive, found the key hidden in a fake doorbell, and walked into the classy flat. It was full of warm colors and smelled like roses.

Beca ran the bath, filling the tub with steaming water. She grabbed her shower bag (which she had dropped by her dorm to grab) and pulled out a bottle of bath oil, scrub and body lotion. All were gifts from her mother. She unwrapped them and poured a few drops of the bath oil in the hot water. Beca set the rest aside, quickly sinking into the warm water. She sighed and simply lay boneless for a while before grabbing the rest of her supplies. She exfoliated and shaved and paid way more attention to her body than she normally did.

When her body was smooth and the water was getting cold, Beca got out, wrapping a large fluffy blue towel around her waist. She sank down onto the carpet on the bathroom floor and grabbed the body lotion. She poured a small portion onto her palms and began to lavish her body with the stuff. She smelled like rosemary and mint when she was finished, and felt more than a little embarrassed to be doing this in someone else's place. She was simply happy Chloe was gone for break.

Wrapped up once again in the towel, Beca grabbed her phone and called Chloe.

"Hey baby," Chloe answered. "What are you wearing?"

Beca laughed at her friend's fake flirting and looked down at herself. "A towel, actually. And I'm alone in your room." She teased.

"Ooh lala, what are you doing in my room?" Chloe inquired.

"I was wondering if I could borrow a dress."

Chloe pretended to choke and then gasped, "What? A dress?" She mocked. "Oh no, who died?"

"Very funny, ginger." Beca called over the red-heads loud laughter. "I was thinking something darker in color and short—"

"Oh! I have the perfect thing. It's hanging in my closet. Charcoal grey, longish sleeves, knitted. It would look great on you!"

"Great, thanks." Beca muttered as she found the dress and held it against her, peering at her reflection.

"Why do you want a dress?" Chloe asked suspiciously.

"Bye Chloe." Beca hung up before the ginger could get in a word. She turned her phone off and put her clothes on.

The knitted dress Chloe suggested was great. It hugged her curves and ended mid thigh. Beca was getting nervous, the way she was dressed made this all so real, and it hit her full force exactly what she was going to do. She sat on the bed, trying to calm her heart rate before she left. When the clock said 4:45, Beca walked out to the car and drove over to the Treble house.

She could hear music playing as she walked toward the door, which was open and waiting for her arrival. Chase and Status's Blind Faith was pouring out of the house. Beca smiled as her steps matched the beat. Jesse was waiting for her when she walked in. She had the pleasure of seeing his eyes widen at her outfit.

"You didn't have to dress up, you know." He said as he pulled her into an embrace and buried his face in the crook of her neck.

"I know. I wanted to." Beca smiled into his chest.

Jesse pulled back and looked at her face. "You haven't eaten, have you?"

Beca shook her head, and Jesse grabbed her hand and pulled her into the dining room. There were a few candles set around the dim room. There was a thick blanket laid with a bottle and a platter of fruit. They sat down across from each other and Jesse gestured to the single wine glass he had set out. "Sparkling cider?" He offered. She nodded. "Do you mind if we share a glass?"

Beca eyed him suspiciously, but shook her head. He poured the cider into the glass, which immediately fogged up with cold. Beca looked at the fruit that was sitting on the blanket in front of her; there were raspberries, strawberries, grapes, a peach, and a bowl of pomegranate seeds. Smiling, she selected a raspberry and sucked it into her mouth. Then she picked a strawberry and held it out for him. He slowly extracted the fruit with his teeth.

The song changed, and a slower one called Fade Into You. Mazzy Star's sensual voiced washed around them and gave Beca more confidence.

She smirked at him as she considered the fruit. She picked up a rather large strawberry and bit into it; some of the juice escaped and she happily licked her lips to recapture it. Jesse watched her as he picked up a small knife and began slicing the peach. Little rivulets of peach juice spilled onto his fingers. He held a slice out for Beca and she picked it from his fingers with her lips, keeping eye contact as long as she dared.

Losing nerve slightly, Beca picked up the glass of cider and brought it to her lips. The cool liquid cascaded into her mouth, bubbles bursting deliciously. When she put down the drink, Jesse was holding out a few grapes for her. She leaned forward and sucked them from his hand. She kissed the tips of his fingers before pulling back. He cut another slice of peach and ate it distractedly. Apparently he was more interested in the way Beca was humming in delight as she popped raspberries in her mouth.

He took a swig of cider, watching her over the rim of the glass. Her lips were stained red by the fruit, and her tongue darted out to catch stray beads of juice. He held the glass out for her, and tipped it up for her to drink. She pulled back too quickly and a few droplets of it slid down her chin and neck, leaving a trail down into her cleavage.

"Oops." She said cheekily, looking at Jesse lustily. He moved the fruit out of the way before he leaned forward and ran his tongue down the path of the liquid. He suckled along her neck and nibbled his way down to her breasts. His tongue caught the splashes of cider before he kissed his way her to her lips. She grabbed his neck and pulled him into her, breathing heavily. His lips caressed hers softly, his tongue teased hers. When he pulled away, she whined softly. He rocked back on his knees and brought something out from behind his back.

"Chocolate?" He asked, and Beca raised her eyebrows.

"I doubt I'd ever turn down chocolate." Beca replied sardonically.

Jesse laughed as he unwrapped the Lindor truffle. He raised one to Beca, and she leaned forward, taking it between her teeth. She bit it in half and the chocolate melted onto her fingers when she held the other half in her hand. She offered the rest to him, but he declined. He was cutting another chunk of peach, which resulted in peach nectar running down his wrists and descending his arm.

Deciding he was just too tantalizing, Beca scooted over next to him and gently took his arm in her own. She slowly licked the juice off of his skin, sucking gently on his fingers when she reached them. She placed a kiss on the tip of each digit, looking him in the eyes. They were dark and crazed. Beca was feeling very proud of herself at the moment. She smiled seductively at him and he jolted upward. He extended his hand and helped her up, blowing out the candles before bringing her to his room.

Jesse covered her eyes before she could walk in. "No peeking." He said firmly. Beca could tell this was where the music was coming from, now Peggy Lee's rendition of Fever. She heard and smelled the flare of a match. There was another scent in the room, something sweet— "Okay, open." Jesse called.

The dim room was littered with lit candles and sweet pea blossoms. She smiled as Jesse walked over to her and ran his fingers up her arm. She shivered with delight and kissed him softly. "I didn't think you'd appreciate the cliché rose petal thing, but I thought you'd like it if they were your favorite flowers." He quirked his eyebrow and she nodded silently.

His hands lifted to her face, fingertips barely grazing her cheekbones and nose, traveling down to cup the back of her head. He pulled her in slowly, his lips descending on hers softly. His tongue darted out to lick her bottom lip. She groaned and her hands twisted into his hair. She pulled him roughly into her, lips parted and tongue seeking. He caressed her bottom lip and behind her teeth with his tongue. He tasted like peaches and strawberry, and lust rippled under her skin. She nipped his bottom lip and sucked it into her mouth.

They were waging war with their mouths, and Beca reached blindly for the buttons on Jesse's shirt. Her fingers shook slightly as she slid the garment off of his shoulders. Her fingers splayed over the taut skin, their lips not leaving each others. Beca's hands traveled down and latched onto Jesse's ass, pulling his hips into hers. He groaned into her mouth, and they swayed together, grinding into the other. Eventually Jesse's mouth tore from Beca's and they panted. Jesse pressed his forehead to Beca's and brushed his lips over hers softly, not quite capturing them.

His lips skimmed over Beca's face as she reached up to take her hair out of the clip. Her hair fell over her shoulders and she threw the clip down out of the way. Beca felt electricity coursing through her body, singing through her lips and the tips of her fingers. She scrabbled for the hem of her dress, wanting nothing more than to be close to him, to feel his skin against hers, to sate the lust for this man.

He bent and pulled her dress over her head and she was left in just her black lacy bra and panties. He stared at her, swallowing visibly as she lifted an eyebrow and stared back. She lifted her hands and ran her fingers over his lips. He kissed them then gripped her wrist and pulled her to the bed. She sank onto it willingly, rolling onto her back to look at him. He followed her, hovering over her body, hands poised on either side of her head. Her fingers dug into his shoulders and she pulled him down into another kiss.

He pulled away and reached for a flower. He ran the bud over her skin, starting at her forehead then over her lips. The flower trailed down her neck, to the valley of her breasts, and to the curve of her stomach. Then his fingers and mouth did the same. He reached the edge of her panties and slipped a finger under them, slowly teasing her with one finger. She moaned and lurched into his touch. He pulled them completely off and began making circular motions with his fingers.

With his left hand, ran his fingers up her side so she arched upward. Taking advantage, he unsnapped her bra and pulled it out from under her. He threw it to the side. His mouth closed over one of her nipples, combined with the movement of his fingers, did delicious things to the feeling of warmth at her core. She moaned openly, her hands fisting the sheets. Jesse nibbled as his fingers slowly entered her. Beca struggled to bring air into her lungs, emitting broken moans and pants.

Jesse slowly brought her to a climax, and she lay panting on her back, her muscles still clenching, her body trembling. She stared at him unashamedly, reaching for his belt buckle and undoing his pants. She pushed at them weakly, and he removed them. His black boxers were tented and Beca stroked him cheekily. She smiled up at him and he returned the look, leaning down to her mouth again. Their tongues played lazily, nips and suckles exchanged between them. He placed open-mouthed kisses down her neck, pausing to punish the sensitive area on her neck, and to her breasts. He sucked her nipple into his mouth, releasing it and blowing air over the wet flesh.

She shivered as he kept going lower, kissing every inch of skin all the way down to her thighs and calves. His hands ran over her smooth legs and she whimpered and her knees skid upward. Her position had an obvious effect on Jesse, who now had an incredible view of her body. Her feet placed flat on the bed and she looked down at him expectantly.

"Jesse," she moaned. "Please…"

He felt prickly and alive, so when he did not come to her right away, she went to him. She nearly tackled him in her haste. He fingers and tongue caressed his chest, her hands ran over his arms and his shoulders. She was straddling him, so she leaned down to attack his mouth with her own. His tongue delved into her mouth and she sucked on it gently, and then nibbled his lip. Her breasts crushed into the skin of his chest and she shuddered into his mouth. His hand reached up and held the sweet weight of her breast and she moaned.

Beca released his mouth and pulled herself from the hand that was gripping her waist so tightly. She traveled down to the arrow of hair that led into is boxers. She mouthed at the area, making him squirm and moan raggedly. She reached down and stroked his length once before pulling his boxers off completely. She rolled a condom down his length, stroking as she did so. Jesse made a grab for her as he sat up, he pulled her to him and she slid onto his lap. She could feel his hard cock against her core.

His arms were wrapped around her and her fingers clenched his shoulders and neck. He gave her a look for permission before he raised her and settled her onto his length. She sank down slowly, a strangled moan escaping her lips as her thighs met the top of his legs. They both panted, lips grazing each other as they attempted to regain their breath. Beca was on fire. She could feel him deep inside her, and it hurt but it wasn't so bad as the burn of a tattoo. She knew she had to move, that he was waiting for a sign from her. The problem was she was so full, she didn't feel like she could move. She drew in a great shuddering breath as he kissed her cheeks and her closed eyelids.

She struggled to regain the feeling in her fingers, and when she did she realized they were clutching Jesse's shoulders much too hard. She unclenched them with difficulty, her head falling to the crook of his neck. He could just barely hear her strangled please.

He nudged forward and she broke, her silence coming undone. She shrieked and her legs twined around his waist which brought him completely inside her. Her fingers caught in his hair as he made a slow thrust into her. She yanked him forward by his hair, pulling him into a kiss as his hips heaved into hers. Her head rolled back and he peppered kisses along her neck, following her backwards until they both fell into the bed.

Beca was once again on her back, grabbing at his arms which were braced at her sides. He slowly pumped in and out of her, and she became impatient. With one hand, she reached down and pulled his hips forward into her sharply. He cried out and set a more brutal pace. Beca was crying out with every thrust, her hips arching to meet his strokes. His mouth played with her breasts, and then he landed at her mouth.

He was ravaging her mouth with his tongue and teeth and lips. He kissed and licked and bit until they were swollen and red. Her fingernails scratched down his back, and she smiled with primal zeal through the haze of lust that descended over her. As Jesse's thrusts grew more erratic, he reached down with one hand and rubbed her clit with his thumb.

Beca cried out and pulsed against him, the electricity washed over her skin until she no longer felt like flesh. Her body was a rippling pool of red hot magma. Her nerve endings sand as if they had been doused in cold water. She was flying through oblivion, but Jesse was there too. She clasped him to her, biting into his neck roughly as her body trembled violently. Lights exploded behind her eyes and she clamped down on Jesse's length. His moan came as the convulsions of her body stopped.

As the shuddering ceased, Jesse rolled over, bringing Beca with him. Her hair splayed across his chest and they simply panted as they came down from their high. Beca could hardly keep her eyes open and her entire body felt like it was going to liquefy any moment. The sweat cooling on her body made her shiver, and Jesse pulled the comforter up around her. He took of the condom, and threw it in a bin beside the bed.

When he turned back to Beca, she was looking at him adoringly through half-lidded eyes. He snuggled into her and her eyes closed involuntarily. They fell asleep quickly, both too tired to do anything else.

A/N: *Evil chuckle* I hope you enjoyed, lovelies. Please leave me suggestions of other places for them to have fun on. Next chapter shall have one in the shower, and they'll definitely have sex on the desk eventually. Anywhere else?

Also, don't worry about Jesse not reacting to the tattoo. All in good time, my pretties. He was a little preoccupied, that's all.