I'm such a horrible person for making you all wait so long. I know, I suck. I've been working on a few other projects and was recently in Allstate. That means 3 intense all day practices in a row. Never mind that: new chapter! I'm so glad you liked it so much. We're winding down to the last few chapters here, so be warned.
Also: A comment I read asked about the condom in the shower scene and some of you might be wondering about the condom in the last chapter. I say this because I didn't mention a condom either time. I did this so as not to interrupt the flow of the piece. However, I do not plan on Beca getting pregnant. Keep reading and all will be explained.
The following includes affection, teasing, and unabashed handcuff sex, idea courtesy of TrainOfThought15
They woke up on the floor the next morning, and they felt different. It was warm, despite the slight chill the rain had brought. As they got dressed and ate cold leftovers, they shared glances full of liquid gold. Beca did not mention her night's confession. Jesse noticed, but respected it. He knew it had not been an accident nor had it been a lie. He also knew that it must have been difficult for her to say, so he didn't bring it up. He put the warmth and love in his eyes.
They held hands as they walked out of the cabin, packing their stuff into the car easily. When they checked out, Jesse told the old woman at the counter to thank her son for him. The woman smiled almost knowingly and promised that she would. The drive back to campus passed quickly. They entertained themselves with music and stupid jokes.
"Hey Jesse, what do you call a fake noodle?" Beca asked him. At his shrug, she answered. "An impasta!" Jesse laughed so hard he snorted, which made Beca laugh at him.
They got back to campus in little over an hour; they found the campus buzzing with energy and flowing with people. Everyone was coming back from break and mingling with friends they hadn't seen in two weeks. Jesse and Beca walked through the quad with bags over their shoulders, holding hands until they were spotted by Stacie, Cynthia Rose, Chloe, and Amy. Jesse's hand slackened in case she wanted to pull her hand away, but she held on tighter. His fingers squeezed hers reassuringly as the four stalked up to them.
"Hey, look at the love birds." Amy teased. "Where've you guys been?"
"Up at a lake about an hour or so from here." Jesse replied casually.
Stacie sent Beca a knowing look, but her voice didn't betray her. "The air must have helped. You look good." She smiled. "My nana always took me to a lake when I was sick. It always made me feel better."
Cynthia Rose looked Beca up and down and nodded. "Damn, I gotta try that."
"You know," Amy said. "Tasmania doesn't have many lakes; I need to go up and see what they're like. Maybe I can find a man who appreciates all this." She gestured to herself wildly.
Beca laughed. "Maybe the Bellas can take a road trip up there someday. I'll run it by Aubrey." She looked at Jesse. "Do you need to check in with the Trebles?"
"Nah, they don't care what I'm up to as long as I come for practices. Although, I should probably make some plans with Benji. He's been a bit lonely lately."
Stacie smirked. "I need to find him a girlfriend. He needs to get past second base, and quickly."
Chloe nodded. "Yeah, that sweet little nerd needs to get some. Jesse, you could teach him." Jesse seemed to choke on his own breath.
"Yeah. I hear you're a very cunning linguist*" Amy chimed in.
Jesse turned a light shade of pink as he shot a glance at Beca. He raised an eyebrow. "Sorry… they beat it out of me."
He laughed and shrugged it off. "I'm going to go see Benji. I'll see you guys later." He bowed to the girls, kissed Beca's hand, and walked away toward the Treble house.
Amy stared after him. "Damn. His ass is fine."
Beca playfully slapped her arm. "Amy!"
"What? It is." She looked at her phone. "I've got to go finish a paper before tomorrow. God, I hate history."
Cynthia Rose chuckled before excusing herself as well. "I'm going to go see Denise."
"Get it, girl!" Stacie yelled at her retreating figure. "I miss my lesbian days sometimes."
Beca choked in surprise. "What?"
"Oh, don't be surprised. Almost everyone does it. It's healthy. And oh so satisfying. Anyway, you." She turned to Beca. "I bet you had a nice time with Jesse over the weekend."
"Yeah," Beca answered innocently. "We went up to the lake and went canoeing and ate Thai—"
"Don't play dumb, Beca. I know how to tell a girl who has recently been fucked within an inch of her life. Especially a virgin."
Beca gaped for a moment, then collected herself. "Well, I'm not really a virgin anymore, am I?" She said coolly.
Chloe squealed in delight. "Oh my god! Will you tell us about it? Oh Beca, I'm so happy for you. Is he good? I bet he's good. I've seen hose shoulder muscles. And his hands. I bet he's really good. You're being safe, right?"
Beca sighed. " Of course I am. I'm on birth control and we almost always use condoms. And of course he's good." She was a bit unwilling to give details.
Stacie must have noticed that too. God, she was perceptive. "Let's leave it. She can tell us when she wants." Chloe opened her mouth to protest, but allowed Stacie to lead her away.
Beca relaxed, grateful that Stacie was an observant person. She slipped her phone out of her pocket and sat down on the grass. She sent a quick text to Aubrey before pulling her laptop out of her bag and setting to work on a new mix.
In the middle of pulling tracks from Everlong, New Divide, and Titanium, Aubrey walked up to her. The blonde tapped Beca's shoulder and she whirled around, startled. She calmed her breathing and took her headphones off, patting the ground next to her.
"You texted?" Aubrey said as she sat down. "What's up?"
Beca smiled at the girl in front of her. Aubrey had really come around after the ICCAs. They hadn't talked or been terribly close, but there was a mutual respect and understanding between them. "Yeah." Beca answered. "I was just up at a lake house with Jesse last night and the girls were jealous. Do you think sometime we could organize a road-trip for the Bellas?"
Aubrey pondered it for a moment. "Yeah, that should be really nice, actually. When were you thinking?"
"Uh… well we could go up there for an afternoon. You know, when we'd normally be having a practice, or we could go on a weekend and make a whole trip out of it."
Aubrey grinned. "I'd like that. In fact, I think all the girls would like that. How many houses do they have? I mean, would there be enough room for everyone to stay a few nights comfortably?"
"Yeah, there are enough cabins for all the Bellas. And still enough left over to house a dozen frat boys."
"Hmm… speaking of frat boys, should we invite the Trebles?"
Beca hadn't thought about that. In fact, she was quite surprised that Aubrey would suggest it. Beca guessed that the invitation would be a peace-treaty between the a capella groups. She nodded enthusiastically and the two girls set about organizing the whole thing.
Beca knocked on the door of the Treble house and waited for a reply. She and Aubrey had decided to ask Bumper if they could use the Treble bus instead of taking a whole lot of cars down. Unicycle opened the door and peered down at her.
"Hey, shorty! What's goin' on?" She raised an eyebrow and he sobered. "Need Jesse?"
"Actually, I need to talk to Bumper. But I'd love to see Jesse as well."
Unicycle called for the boys as the two walked into the kitchen. Benji was eating ramen and Donald was texting. Jesse bounded in quickly, but Bumper sauntered in leisurely. He looked at Beca expectantly.
"Aubrey and I are issuing a formal invitation to you, the Trebles, to a few nights up in cabins by a lake next weekend. It was somewhere Jesse and I went and it was really nice. We could go swimming or kayaking or canoeing. The Bellas are going, I thought you guys might like to come."
Bumper looked at the boys in the room and nodded. "What do you guys think?" They nodded their heads in general agreement. "We'll ask the others later. Why did you come in person? You could've just had Jesse ask."
Beca pretended to be hurt. "Didn't you want to see me?" She chuckled before continuing. "You're actually right. We were hoping we could use the Treble bus to carpool. It's only an hour and a half away, but we don't need to waste money and gas by taking 20 cars."
Bumper nodded again. "Yeah, why not? Jesse, find the keys and go see if it needs to be aired out. We haven't used it in a while, it might be musty."
Jesse went upstairs to search for the keys and came down with a clank and jangle. He grabbed Beca's hand and pulled her out with him. The Trebles all winked or guffawed loudly. Donald yelled "get some!"
Beca shook her head and laughed. "Stacie and Donald couldn't have been more alike if they tried." Jesse laughed.
They rounded the corner and the bus came into view. The Trebles had recently bought it, as it was a waste of money to keep renting every year. Bumper and they guys had chipped in a few years back; they started fundraisers and gave up some of their finer takeout choices in order to buy the thing. Of course, then they pimped it out in order t make it "swagtastic." Bumper's words.
Jesse opened the door and gestured for Beca to walk on. She climbed the steps, bracing herself for whatever smell the boys had left. Oddly, none came. She heard Jesse behind her and turned to him.
"Why did Bumper—"
She stopped dead in her tracks. He was holding a pair of handcuffs. Warmth spread to her core. She could hardly breathe for it.
Mistaking her silence for something unhappy, he lowered the handcuffs and rushed to her side. "We don't have to, it's just an idea. I'm sorry, it was a stupid—"
"You like tying me up, don't you?" She said sardonically.
He looked down at her, catching the glint in her eyes. He nodded.
She pulled his face down to her and kissed him hotly. He was instantly with her. His hands at the small of her back, his lips insistently on hers. He led her down onto the carpeted floor of the bus, hands bringing her arms over her head. She heard the clank of metal, felt the coolness close over wrists.
She gave an experimental tug and found that the cuffs were wrapped around the bar of a seat. She wouldn't be able to move her arms more than a few inches. She saw Jesse smirk as he placed the key on a seat. She arched her back, hoping to entice him into touching her. She got her wish.
One hand fluttered down and felt the weight of her breast. His barely-there caresses were frustrating and Beca whined. He smirked again and pinched her nipple. She moaned openly, still arching her back.
Jesse's hands descended on her, careful not to touch her skin. He slowly peeled her shirt off, letting it settle over her hands. His fingers ghosted over her stomach, settling on the button and zipper to her pants. Her pants too were removed tortuously slowly. Jesse teased her, only just touching her body.
Beca whimpered so pathetically, Jesse took pity on her. His head lowered and he began kissing her. His lips and tongue ran all over her body and she whimpered and moaned. He teased her through her panties, using his tongue to draw out a throaty groan. Beca tried to push herself to his mouth, but he held her away.
He crept up to her bra and pulled it off of her body. It joined her shirt, bunched up by her hands. His mouth closed over her nipples and she moaned hoarsely. He played with her until she was a panting mess, squirming on the floor. As his lips worked over her breasts, his fingers ran down and hooked into her panties.
He rubbed her clit and played with her opening. She was so wet, she could feel it. Jesse dipped into her and thrust his fingers shallowly. Beca was ready to scream in frustration. Then his hands disappeared.
Beca looked to see Jesse standing up and shedding his clothing. He ripped his shirt off and tugged his pants and boxers to the floor. Beca watched him hungrily, biting her lip as she noticed his arousal. He slipped on a condom quickly and looked down at her. He shuddered under her hot gaze and settled back onto the floor between her legs, which automatically bent to cradle his body.
He made eye contact as he slid into her, a moan falling from both of their lips. Jesse set a slow tempo meant to tease her. He kissed her nipples and ran his hands along her sides and breasts. She tried to bring him closer to her, but she couldn't reach him.
Jesse's tempo increased. What he had meant to drive her crazy began to wear on his patience. He quickly abandoned that idea and began mercilessly driving into her. She cried out with each thrust, pressing her shoulders and back into the carpet to get more leverage. Jesse grabbed her by the hips, pulling her up slightly.
Beca tensed up and clenched. Chills and heat flashes created goose bumps on her flesh. She screamed and her arms pulled hard on the handcuffs. He grunted as he tried to hold back his orgasm, but quickly failed. He groaned loudly as his hips stuttered to a stop.
They were silent as they caught their breath. Jesse reached for the key and unlocked Beca's wrists. He kissed the red parts where the metal had bit into her skin. Beca slid boneless up to him. She pulled him into a rough kiss and bit his lip, then laved it with her tongue.
"We definitely need to air out the bus now." She quipped.
A/N: Sorry, short love scene.
The mash-up Beca worked on is based on a mash-up of those songs I found on . The arrangement can also be found on YouTube if you're interested: David Guetta Vs Foo Fighters Vs Linkin Park - Everlonging Titanium [Kill_mR_DJ MashUp]
*Cunning linguist is a play on words of cunnilingus, the act of performing oral sex on a woman. It was a reference to the musical Cabaret.