Chapter 10: Method Acting

They came crashing through the front door, their breathing out of control already. Beca barely took in her familiar surroundings, not paying attention to the fact that she hadn't been in her home for over a month. She was thrown against their door, rattling the keys hanging nearby as Chloe kissed her deeply and desperately. They broke for a few seconds, only parting just enough to gasp for air.

"Upstairs." Beca heaved, wanting to do this right.

Their stumble upstairs was mostly a success. Their shoes and socks kicked off and landing who knows where. The picture frame in the hallway could always be replaced. It was beyond worth it to get Chloe's shirt and pants off her.

When they got to their bedroom they continued their heavy making out. Chloe moved from her lips to her jaw, pressing her love into it. When she moved to her neck Beca threw her head back to give her more access, staring up at the ceiling without really seeing it. She moaned when Chloe reached her sensitive spot, taking a huge gasp of air in, and after a moment she pushed Chloe back.

Chloe stood there, her breathing heavy. Beca brought a hand to her faced and pushed her chin up so she was seeing her again. In those moments the air around them changed. Their need to release was enormous. But they would do it right. As much as they desperately both needed this, they were not going to rush. They would breath, and they would enjoy it.

When she had Chloe's attention she took a step back. She slowly brought her hands to her waist and grabbed the material of her shirt, pulling it up and off her head. Her freed hair fell back, its waves settling again. She then unclasped her bra, liberating her chest. Chloe gasped when she saw Beca's naked chest once again. Beca's breasts were perfection. She longed to reach forward and ravish them, but the look in Beca's eyes kept her where she was. Simply, admiring. Beca pulled the rest of her clothes off without pulling her eyes away from Chloe's face, whose gaze was elsewhere as her eyes swept over Beca's gloriously naked body. At last.

Beca grabbed Chloe's hands and stepped back together, Beca backing herself onto the bed until she fell onto it. She fell onto the soft bed, head at the pillows. Leaning her head up she crooked a finger over to Chloe, finally giving her permission.

Chloe got up on the bed as well, crawling up over Beca's body. As she was over Beca, her hands on either side of Beca's head, the waves of her hair falling perfectly over one side of her head as she straddled her wife. Her eyes were wild, black with the lust that was filling her to the brim. She pressed a firm kiss to Beca's lips, enough force to push her head into the pillows and make her close her eyes, even though it was a short kiss. She moved down and finally pulled Beca's breast into her mouth, the object the was intensely desiring for the last few minutes, their desperation returning full force. She attended to her breast, moving to the other one. Beca felt incredible, being touched by Chloe the way she hadn't felt for so long. The way she spent the last month desiring. And now it was happening again, at last. She felt the pooling of desire twisting around in her stomach. She clawed at Chloe's hair with one hand, the other desperately tangled in their sheets. Soon her breasts had been fully managed and paid attention to, her nipples completely hardened.

She pulled off all of Chloe's remaining clothes. The offending fabrics getting in the way of finally being able to feel the whole of Chloe's gloriously naked body pressed into her own. Chloe finished by yanking her underwear off in the shortest amount of time possible.

Their lips joined in another heated kiss. Beca felt Chloe lower her core to rest on her abdomen. Chloe groaned at the contact, and Beca groaned when she felt just how dripping wet Chloe was already. She started to roll her hips, creating a friction on Beca, her whimpers being quickly being swallowed by Beca's mouth again. Chloe brought a hand up again and distractedly rolled her nipple in her fingers, while grinding herself on Beca's hard abs.

Their arousal was off the charts at this point. Beca had never experience anything like it.

"God Chloe, I've had the last MONTH worth of foreplay, I don't need it now." Beca breathed out. "Please, just fuck me." She begged nearly crying with her need.

When she felt Chloe sliding down, her hand going lower and barely touching her folds, she hissed. She tried to push forward, tried to get that hand where she wanted but Chloe wouldn't budge. The mere seconds going by as she was being teased felt like an absolute torture.

Unexpectedly Chloe had pressed her fingers into Beca. Beca cried out, feeling Chloe filling her. It was the most natural, warm and intimate feeling ever. Chloe gave her barely a few seconds to let Beca readjust to feeling Chloe inside her before she started moving. It was hot, and it was fast. Beca remembered her desire to feel Chloe's warmth around her fingers, even through the delicious pleasure filling her body. She reached out and plunged into Chloe on top of her, moaning when Chloe's resulting stumble caused her to hit a different angle inside her. Chloe cried out and began pushing her hips into every thrust, trying to take as much of Beca's fingers as possible. Neither of them took much time at all. Their entire bodies, every single move and every touch this entire time was insanely sensitive. The air was filled with their moans and cries. It was fast, hot, and desperate as they soared to the finish, crashed over the brink, and worlds exploded together around them.

In that moment they felt the incredible intimacy. But, they also realized then that they had that intimacy all along. With or without sex. But now, they felt it in its most concentrated form.

Together their bodies were taken over by wave after wave of the incredible pleasure, not having experienced anything quite like it in some time. After what seemed like forever they came down from that high. Whimpering as they withdrew fingers from each other, while their limbs and the rest of their bodies tangled together. They held each other as close as they possibly could while trying catch their breath.

At first they didn't really know what to say, clutching each other, breathing still steadying.

"Wow." Beca breathed.

"Yeah." Chloe pulled back to look at her and their look shared all the words that they weren't able to say.

"I love you so fucking much, Chloe Mitchell." Becas voice was heavy with the exertion and raw with emotion.

"I love you too Beca."

There would be time later, tomorrow morning perhaps, to make up for all the lost nights together. Again and again. They needed to do that. But right then, this is what they needed.

Just to be together. Like this. At last.

A/N: The PP3 DVD was released last night and... the Bechloe kiss they filmed was not on it. Too sad to #life today. Universal what the frig are you doing?