A/N: Fair warning, contains smut.

Chapter 18 - Changes

Chloe awoke sporadically a few nights later with sweat beading her forehead. Her breath in a ragged pace. With her body feeling as if it was on fire. She tried to catch her breath as she sat up quickly. She looked around the dark room for a moment, before realizing what just happened. She felt an over whelming ache in her lower abdomen and core. An ache she knows all too well.

Then she felt Peanut plop himself down in her lap.

With her breathing still lapsed, she began to remember why she woke up.

Her dream.

Her very sexual, very intimate, very realistic dream.

Including Beca.

Now yeah, for the most part, this could be normal. But, Chloe's never had one of these dreams. One of these dreams are a completely new to her. Real, pure sex is a new concept to her. All she knows is the kind of sex where you're being used as an object more than anything. It scared her and it made her body feel different.

"Oh my God," she muttered as she wiped the sweat off her forehead. She stood up and walked into the bathroom. The red head looked at herself and took a breath. She turned the water on and began rinsing her face, trying to calm herself down. Once she was barely collected, she turned the light off and walked back into her room.

Chloe carefully laid back down. She had a very hard time going back to sleep. The throbbing feeling in between her legs wouldn't subside so she had to do something about it. She could've left it.. She hesitantly ran her hand down her stomach, feeling slightly embarrassed about herself. Was this okay? She's done it before.. But not after a dream. Not after being so turned on by Beca. If that really even counts as Beca doing this to her. She can barely remember what the dream was and suddenly she was gasping for air as her body sunk into her bed. Once that was taken care of, she fell back asleep quite quickly.

Chloe had always like Saturday mornings. But, most of the time she missed the morning and woke up around eleven. It was still technically morning, but she loved the early morning sky and the crisp air that she rarely got to enjoy.

The red heads eyes fluttered open and she let out a breath, seeing it was eleven-thirty. She turned over onto her side and closed her eyes. And then her dream started to rush through her mind again.

Chloe groaned and sat up, running a hand through her hair she picked up her phone and saw she had two texts from Beca.

'Good morning. I hope you slept well.' Sent at eight this morning, and then another one sent around thirty minutes ago, 'Call me when you get this.'

Chloe took a breath, trying to compose herself before she dialed Beca. Once she pressed call, for some reason her heart started to pound and she got nervous.

"Hey, you just wake up?"

Chloe gulped, "Hey, yeah. Sorry."

"No, it's okay. You needed the sleep," Beca reassured.

Then there was a pause since Chloe didn't reply.

"Chlo?"

"Yeah?"

"You doing okay?" Beca asked.

Chloe nodded, but then soon realized Beca couldn't see her, "Still tired."

"Oh well, uh, I think Jesse is letting me take tonight off, so I wanted to cook you dinner."

Chloe smiled, "Okay."

"So, you can come over at like eight? Or do you want me to pick you up?"

"No," Chloe stated, "No, I'll walk."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I need the exercise."

Beca chuckled, "Okay. I'll see you tonight?"

"Tonight," Chloe said, feeling even more nervous, yet slightly eager that something would hopefully happen.

Beca was busy making sure her pasta wasn't over cooking, when she got a text from Chloe, letting her know she was in the elevator. Beca told her to just come in, since the door was unlocked. As she was taking some plates out, she felt arms wrap around her midsection, along with a small, "Hey."

Beca set the plates down, "Hey, you," she turned around in the embrace and wrapped her arms around Chloe's neck, "Peanut didn't scare you too much did he?"

Chloe giggled, "Sorry for calling you like right after I hung up. He freaked me out," Chloe explained.

"No, it's fine. I'm glad you called."

Chloe smiled, "How are you doing?"

"Good now that you're here," Beca flirted jokingly.

Chloe smiled again, they stood for a moment, Beca noticed Chloe's eyes were drooping as time went on, "You doing okay?" she softly asked.

"Yeah," Chloe stated, "why?"

Beca brought her hands up to cup Chloe's cheeks, then ran her thumbs softly under her eyes, "Did you not sleep well?"

Chloe tensed, and Beca could feel it, "I did. I did, yeah. It's the medicine I think."

Beca nodded, "You just look really tired."

Chloe lightly shrugged, "I'm okay."

Beca softy smiled at her so Chloe smiled back, "I missed you," the red head voiced.

"I missed you, too. You look beautiful," Beca said as she pecked her lips.

Chloe blushed, she rested her forehead against Beca's.

"As much as I love just standing here with you, my pasta is going to burn."

Chloe pressed her lips to Beca's gently, then backed away, "Wouldn't want your hard work to go to waste."

Beca walked back over to the stove with her plates and turned the oven off, "I just made spaghetti and cooked some garlic bread. I hope that's okay? It won't hurt your stomach, hopefully?"

"Oh, I just won't have the garlic bread. Garlic doesn't mix well with the pills," Chloe seated herself.

"Shit, really? I'm sorry, Chlo. I would've made something-"

"No, no!" Chloe said, "It's fine. It's not like you knew that garlic hurts my stomach. I actually have this whole list of spices I shouldn't eat."

Beca chuckled, "Oh well, maybe you should give it to me next time so I can make stuff that you can eat."

Chloe smiled, "Will do."

Beca took the pasta out and set it on each plate, then took one piece of garlic bread for her, after she put the sauce on. Once ready, she brought the two plates over to the small table.

"What do you want to drink? I would say wine and be all romantic, but I know you can't drink."

Chloe laughed, "I guess just water."

Beca turned back around and got them two glasses of water. She returned and gave Chloe her water, then sat down across from her.

"I know this isn't all that romantic or anything.." Beca trailed off, "I suck at this kind of stuff."

Chloe smiled as they began to eat, "It's perfect. I never knew you were a cook."

Beca snorted, "Oh, no. I can't cook anything more than this."

"It's actually really good," Chloe stated, she rested her spare hand in Beca's and drew patterns on the skin as they continued to eat.

The two girls made their way over to the couch after eating and cleaning up. Beca opened her arms for Chloe who complied. Chloe rested her head on Beca's chest and absently closed her eyes. She felt Beca run her fingers gently though her hair, then kiss her head, "I love when you do that," Chloe said sleepily.

Beca smiled, "I know. I can feel you relax into me," she said. It was one of the best feelings in the world for Beca. To hold Chloe and feel her mesh into her. To know that Chloe felt safe in her arms made her happier than she could explain.

Chloe let out a content breath. Then her dream came back into play. She thought about telling Beca about it, but she didn't want her to be weirded out. And really, how was she even going to tell her? Chloe could barely even handle thinking about it, nonetheless speaking on it. Though, Chloe decided she wanted to, "Last night, I.. kind of had, uh, I had a dream about you," Chloe was trying to be at least as little sultry, but the way the words fumbled from her mouth made her sound timid and shy like usual.

"Really?" Beca asked as she continued her loving gesture though Chloe's hair.

Chloe nodded against Beca's chest.

"What was it about?"

Chloe started playing with the buttons of Beca's plaid shirt with shaky fingers, she did a small shrug of her shoulders before popping the first two from the bottom open. The red head took a small breath, "Can I take this off?" she asked, looking up at Beca.

Beca smirked, "Tell me your dream and you can."

Chloe pursed her lips slightly, "Maybe."

"Maybe?" Beca turned her body inwards, making her now face Chloe.

Chloe nodded, "Maybe," she softly spoke, looking in to Beca's eyes.

"You're not supposed to keep things from me," Beca whispered with a smirk.

Chloe's lips tugged into a shy smile, "Maybe I'll tell you," she whispered back, running her hand along Beca's thigh, "maybe."

Beca let out a breath as Chloe began toying with the buttons of Beca's shirt again, feeling only an inch more confident, she bit her lip then mumbled, "Can you guess what it was about?" She popped the third button open, and Beca felt Chloe's finger tips linger on her skin. Chloe absently started to trail her fingers over the small area of exposed skin, making the brunette tense. She continued to pop open the buttons as she waited for an answer. She was surprised with herself at just how forward she was now being. And once she got up to Beca's bra, the brunette stopped her. Thinking Beca was about to tell her they should stop, she opened her mouth to recoil, but then Beca's lips were on hers and she was soon reciprocating with just as much fervor.

Chloe whimpered into Beca's mouth once she felt the brunettes tongue massaging her own. She threaded her fingers through Beca's hair as one hand cupped her neck. They pulled apart for a moment, each trying to catch their breaths. Neither girl could deny the look of want in each other's eyes. And Beca swore she had never seen Chloe look so perfect. With her lips slightly swollen, but still a reddish-pink and just as plump. Her chest was rising fast and her cerulean eyes were boring into her own. Beca again took notice of Chloe's tired eyes, "I think you need some sleep, Chlo. You look like you're going to pass out any second."

Chloe shook her head, "I'm okay."

"Are you sure?"

Chloe nodded and cupped Beca's cheek. Chloe knew Beca was asking more than one question, "So sure," Beca took another moment to admire Chloe, before standing up. Chloe stood with her. Since the two were both wearing button ups, Beca began backing Chloe to her bedroom as she unbuttoned her.

"You know," Beca started as she continued the action, "I'm beginning to think this dream of yours.. wasn't just a regular dream."

They reached Beca's room, and their shirts were each at a level playing field. Chloe had no answer, she was concentrated on how attractive Beca looked with her hair slightly messy, as her shirt was revealing so much, yet so little. The only thing she knew for sure was how good the brunette hands felt on her. And she hadn't even really touched her yet.

"It was something else, that's for sure."

Beca chuckled lowly and backed Chloe all the way into her room. The lights were dimmed and it had a certain fresh smell to it.

"The lights.. did you plan this?"

Beca smirked and shrugged lightly, "I might have. Now on with the dream."

Chloe gulped, "Maybe later."

Beca ran her finger tips along Chloe's stomach, "Maybe now. Does it have anything to do with Monday night?"

Chloe bit her lip as Beca's fingers danced around, raking down her stomach, then up. She drew small patterns waiting for Chloe's answer.

"It-it might have."

"Oh?" Beca asked, she raked her fingers down Chloe's stomach, this time dipping her fingertips just below the waistline of her jeans.

Chloe accidentally whimpered, then immediately looked down at Beca's still hand. Bringing her own hands up, the red head got the last two buttons of Beca's shirt that were in the way in between her fingers, "Can we, can I.. this needs to come off," Chloe whispered.

"Take it off, then," Beca whispered back as she ran her fingers back up.

Chloe popped the last two buttons, she stared at Beca's chest for a moment before slipping the shirt off her shoulders, and letting it fall to the ground. The red head admired Beca's taught stomach, before she felt Beca's hands on her own shirt.

"I can't be the only one here without a shirt on," Beca said.

Chloe slumped mentally at how calm Beca seemed, while she could barely say a word without fumbling. She granted the action and let Beca take her shirt off. The brunette made sure that she ran her fingers down Chloe's shoulders, before letting the shirt drop. Beca planned on going slow, taking everything in. Making sure Chloe was comfortable. And that's what she was going to do. She reached for Chloe's hands, "We're going to go slow, like I said before."

Chloe nodded and her eyes flickered down to Beca's chest, then up to her lips. The red head set her hands on Beca's neck, then slowly moved them down, reaching for her bra straps. She slipped them down her shoulders, then went around to unclasp the material.

The bra fell and Beca's chest was now bare. Chloe's breath left her body at the sight. She dropped her hands and continued to stare. Beca, suddenly feeling self conscious, tried to slightly cover herself.

"No," Chloe said, breaking from the gaze, she put Beca's arms down and took them into her hands, feeling a sudden rush of courage, the red head immediately ran her thumbs over Beca's nipples. The brunette let out a loud breath as she felt Chloe give a small squeeze. Beca took Chloe's hands off of her and stepped closer, closing the small space between them. She did the same action Chloe had, placing her hands on her neck, moving the straps slowly down her arms.

And all at once it was like time stopped, everything seemed to go slowly. The eye contact was drawn out, the locking of eyes was loving and each touch made the girls body feel as if they were on fire.

Beca gave Chloe a look as she ran her fingers tips up her ribs, asking if this move was granted, which Chloe only nodded slightly. It surprised her just how comfortable she felt. She didn't feel so vulnerable, so scared of the consequences. If this was happening just a few weeks prior, she would've freaked out by now. But, Beca was so caring, so gentle, and Chloe knew she was safe.

The task was done and they were both standing centimeters apart, their breathing slightly rugged from being so close. Their chests were barely aligned along with their mouths.

"Are you okay?" Beca quietly asked.

Chloe nodded, "I've just.. never done anything like this before," she continued to look into Beca's eyes. And really, neither had Beca. Beca has never loved anyone as much as Chloe. She's never gone this slow, it's never been this caring. Beca's never had sex with this much love laced through it. The brunette ran her fingertips along Chloe's ribs again, she gripped Chloe's back as she laid them down, never breaking eye contact. Their chests were now pressed together, and their eyes still locked. Beca took another moment to continue simply looking at Chloe. Admiring her big blue eyes, the tiny freckles that danced around her nose. The noticeable scar she had on her forehead. Beca ran her thumb over the scar before gently pressing her lips on the skin. Then she pushed the hair out of her loves face, "You're so gorgeous."

Chloe smiled as she closed her eyes momentarily. She didn't say anything, instead she ran her thumb along Beca's bottom lip, then set one hand on her back, running her fingertips up and down the bumps of her spine. Beca propped herself up just enough to run her fingertips over Chloe's jawline, then going along her chin. Each girl tracing parts of one anothers body as they stared adoringly at one another. It might look a little off to anyone, but it was just them getting to know each other's features. As Chloe continued to run her fingers gently along Beca's back, the brunette made herself comfortable with one leg in between Chloe's, and hovered over her, "I love you so much. I've loved you for so damn long. And everyday I still can't believe you're mine and I'm yours."

Chloe smiled at the raw emotion that laced though Beca's words, her lips pursed as she closed her eyes again, trying not to cry. How awkward would crying be during this? But all as well, a few tears came out as she opened them again. Having Beca's eyes smile at her own, she ran her hand up Beca's arm slowly and placed it behind her neck, "I've loved you since I was fourteen years old. And I've never once second guessed myself. I've always known that you're the one. You're so perfect. I've always known that I love you more than I think it's even possible. I've waited for this since I was sixteen and I need you to make love to me, please."

So, Beca slowly pressed her lips to Chloe's, stopping the tracing motions and fully giving into the kiss. She did though, run her hands down Chloe's back, stopping at the dip to bring their bodies closer. The kiss eventually broke, and Beca felt like she had to ask Chloe if she was okay again.

"This is really okay? You're okay?"

Chloe let out a small, humble laugh at how Beca's demeanor had changed, "Yes."

Beca nodded, "Is it okay if I take your pants off?"

Chloe laughed louder this time, bringing their faces back together, she kissed Beca, "It's okay."

Beca moved down Chloe's body, unbuttoned her pants and slowly slid them off. She kissed the inside of her knee, then up her lower, inner thigh, before coming back up to her face.

"Take yours off, too," Chloe whispered.

Beca stood up quickly and began to take them off, her face flashing red once she realized just how hasty she was being. She got back on the redhead, giving her a chaste kiss that soon heated up. Lips left mouth as Beca pulled apart, "Can I go lower?"

Chloe let out a few breaths, trying to regain herself, she nodded and gulped. Becoming hyperaware of Chloe's rising and falling chest, Beca kissed down the front of Chloe's neck. Starting at her chin, then the areas of skin going down, she nipped at Chloe's collarbone, then trailed kisses down her chest. She took Chloe's breasts into her hands and ran her thumbs over her nipples a few times, making Chloe's breathing speed up even more, then she carefully took Chloe's nipple in her mouth. The red head let out a mixture of a drawn out breath with an, "Oh," laced through.

Feeling it harden further as she took it in between her teeth only spurred her on. Once Beca felt as though that one had enough, she kissed the valley in between her breast, then took in the other. Chloe bit down on her lip, becoming very aware that a sound may come out, as she felt Beca's hot lips completely latch around it as her wet, moist tongue drew small circles. Beca continued her actions, running her fingers down Chloe's tense stomach, feeling the red head shudder underneath her. Once Beca felt as if Chloe had enough on her breasts, she moved down, kissing her stomach like so, running her nails along the skin, as well. Chloe let out an involuntary moan as she felt the tender kisses become wet around her lower stomach.

"Beca," Chloe mumbled breathily, the brunette looked up as Chloe propped herself on her elbows, "I need you."

Beca's smirked up at Chloe, making the girls stomach gush, "Wait."

And telling Chloe to wait was a confident phrase Beca was using, because it was taking every ounce of her being not to just surge forward and make music from Chloe's mouth. Ten years of pent of frustration was egging her on, but knowing this was a big step, a very special and hopefully memorable night, and that Chloe was certainly new to this, she some how kept herself at a steady pace. And Chloe almost wanted to recoil. To scoff and explain just how long she's been waiting for this. But, she saw the love in Beca's eyes and despite the serious ache she was feeling, she didn't say a word.

Chloe rested her head back down, feeling Beca's fingers hook into her underwear, then move it down slowly. She felt the brunette kiss up her thigh, making her need Beca's lips on her even more, her breath hitched as she felt a hot breath ghost over where she desperately wanted contact, then cross over to the other side.

Beca looked up, seeing Chloe's hands in fists and her stomach rising quickly. And then Beca spread Chloe's legs ever so slightly. Taking in everything. Chloe's legs had goosebumps from each lingering touch of Beca. The small, albeit audible whimpers that left the red heads lips. Beca climbed back up Chloe, running her hands up her thighs. Giving her a loving kiss, she nudged her legs open more. Beca placed her thigh in between Chloe's legs, she started a slow, drawn out rocking motion. Chloe gripped Beca's shoulders, gasping at the sudden feeling of Beca against her, "That feels so good," she blurted.

Beca bit down on her lip at the whimpers Chloe was trying to repress, thinking it was the most amazing sound ever. She kissed down Chloe's neck, feeling her rise her hips with each rock, slightly moving in circles to earn the touch even more. Beca let herself mesh down in to Chloe's body, cupping her neck to press the kisses harder, while she rocked her thigh faster.

"Don't stop," Chloe whimpered, slightly digging her fingers into Beca's back, "Oh, don't stop."

Beca came to a small stop, not wanting Chloe to come like this. Chloe's mind was so cloudy she barely realized what was happening, suddenly she felt lips latch on, and Beca's tongue inside her, "Oh my God," she whimpered, trying to keep her voice low. She felt the warmness of Beca's tongue coating over her walls and dipping inside her, and then her back suddenly arched when the strokes of Beca's tongue became slightly more drawn out, they were slow and once they reached her clit, Beca applied pressure.

"Yes," Chloe breathed out, "God yes, Beca."

Beca continued kissing around, darting her tongue in and out, moving her tongue skillfully, and on her way to sending Chloe into oblivion. Beca hooked an arm around Chloe's thigh, as one went up, tracing patterns and lightly clawing down her stomach. The red head felt herself dive into weightlessness and her body jerk with each stroke of Beca's strong tongue, she reached down and laced her fingers through the girls hair, egging her on. Once she made the gesture, Beca's lips began sucking and she nipped harder.

Beca felt Chloe's body begin to tremble. Her hips jerked, her back kept arching with every stroke or suck. Each time a different variation of a small whimper was released. Beca unlatched from her. Not that she was trying to tease Chloe, because she certainly wasn't. Not this time, anyway. Beca knew that Chloe was holding back, she knew she was trying to stay as quiet as possible. And no, she's not being a cocky little shit, she can just tell. The way Chloe's letting the words out so low, while her body is reacting like this, makes it obvious.

Beca just wanted to see Chloe as she came, to see the red head be in a complete state of bliss. She looked up at the unraveling girl above her. She took in the breathtaking sight and kissed back up Chloe's stomach, earning a small groan of disapproval. Chloe's eyes were closed and her mouth was parted. She wiped her mouth before kissing Chloe's lips passionately, with fervor at first, then slowly, drawing it out.

The kiss broke, Chloe's eyes fluttered open and she lightly moaned at the dilated darkness in Beca's eyes, which turned into Chloe's face flashing even morered at the sound. Beca only ran her hand down the length of them, stopping right at Chloe's lower abdomen, brushing her finger tips softly along the hot skin, all the while looking deep into Chloe's eyes. The red head let out a exasperated sigh, "Please. I've waited so long for you and I need you," Beca closed her eyes at the whispered words, resting her forehead against Chloe's, she let her hand roam so she could move Chloe's legs apart again. Beca made no motive to do anything so Chloe grabbed Beca's hand and guided it to where she needed it.

"You're so impatient," Beca teased.

Chloe huffed, "You've almost made me come twice, I have a right."

Beca laughed softly, then pressed her lips to Chloe's, nudging her legs further open. She pressed her thumb to Chloe's clit, eliciting a moan deep into her mouth, then she moved one finger to Chloe's entrance, slowly moving it in so she could get a feel of it. She brought it back out as the kiss broke, this time slowly inserting two fingers, making Chloe buck her hips and letting a small gasp out. The brunette kept her eyes on Chloe's as the went in and out. Beca went slowly, not wanting to hurt her. But after a few times, she sped up. Chloe arched up into Beca, letting her hands grip her shoulders, she breathed out a small, "Beca," with knitted eyebrows.

Beca sped up her ministrations, making Chloe's body rise hastily up into her, opening up more. The brunette moved in and out, still going slowly, ignoring Chloe's quite pleas of need for more friction, she tried to ride out Chloe's visible intense feeling as much as possible. Chloe had never felt anything like this before, the sensation of Beca pressed up against her, of her diligent fingers moving in and out of her body. The love Beca emitted with each move made her body feel weightless and for a while, every worry she had washed away as Beca made her feel more than just a broken piece.

"Beca, please go f-faster," Chloe spoke lowly into Beca's ear. The brunette did speed up, but kept a steady pace. She rested her head in Chloe's neck, whispering, "I love you," over and over again as she kissed the scarred over tissue.

Chloe whimpered, trying so hard not scream out at the hot breath on her neck, mixing with the fervent pulsing of Beca's fingers and the apparent unadulterated love in her voice. She felt her orgasm building up, bubbling in her stomach, she let out breaths of pleasure as Beca didn't falter with her fingers. Now Chloe really began to tremble, her body shaking with each move. The brunette had never been so turned on and yet so mesmerized before. Seeing Chloe be in such a hungry state, so close to bliss, yet so far.

"I.. oh my.. Beca, I'm, I'm.. shit," Chloe panted.

Beca kissed Chloe's jaw as she heard the soft, yet hurried words, "Just let it happen," she thrusted a few more times, moving her thumb along Chloe's clit as well as wiggling her fingers. Chloe's orgasm washed over her body, jerking and pulsating throughout her, she tensed and wrapped her arms around Beca's neck tightly, her mouth falling into an o shape, gasping into her neck as the brunette helped Chloe ride out her over whelming orgasm. Jolts and sparks of pleasure kept rushing through, and once Beca knew Chloe was down from her high, she slowly pulled out, releasing a small, stolen whimper from the girl. Beca kissed Chloe's cheek, just now noticing she had some more spare tears coming out of her closed eyes. Chloe only smiled hazily as her eyes fluttered open. Beca ignored the tears with words, and wiped them, placing small, adoring kisses on the streaks.

"I'm so in love with you," Chloe mumbled as her eyes fluttered open and closed, with her chest still rising and falling.

"Was I really that good?" Beca asked with a smug smirk.

Chloe smiled and kissed Beca's nose, knowing that was such a Beca answer, "I love you so much," she spoke slowly and gently. She flipped them over and rested their foreheads together relishing in the moment. Chloe kissed Beca softly, trying to convey just how much she appreciates her. She moved down to kiss Beca's neck, "I want to show you just how much I love you," she mumbled against the skin. And then Beca's mind went cloudy as Chloe repeated what she had previously done, knowing one hundred percent that this was so right. Beca got lost in the gentle touch of Chloe, and she knew everything was going to change by morning, but nothing was better than sharing this night together.

A/N: In the last chapter I forgot to put this, but I'm no psych major or anything and I've been really trying to make all of Chloe's problems realistic. And the trauma therapy I had to do a little research on, because it's apparently not like normal therapy at all. So, if any of you are psych majors or know a lot about it and I've been getting all this totally wrong, please let me know :P