A/N: Alright, I know I missed Thanksgiving, but considering I was across the country celebrating said holiday I think I get a little slack. I made a concerted effort to finish while flying home at least, so yay! This fic is our four girls getting together and being thankful for, well, for each other. That's basically it.
Anyway, a bit of a warning here, and an apology. First off, as of this point this fic is no longer Bechloe/Staubrey but, that's right all four lovely ladies that Zap and I like to refer to as the ABCS of Pitch Perfect. Don't worry entirely, though, Beca and Chloe are still one couple in a relationship, as are Stacie and Aubrey. They just... Well, intermingle. The apology is for poor E who is still wanting some Bechloe smexy times, and, well, I wanted to put some in here, but this was already over 7000 words so... Don't worry! Next chapter I promise! Alright, no more stalling. Here is the Thanksgiving installation of Holiday Happenings!
Two Plus Two Equals Four
Aubrey was nervously tapping her fingers on the counter as she stared at the clock over the stove as the timer ticked down. Anxiously glancing back at the piece of paper she'd placed on the counter before starting her endeavor today, she double checked that her timetable was still on schedule. Running her finger down the list, she came to the first unchecked box and was just looking at the time she had planned for it to be finished when she heard the timer starting to go off.
Three thirty-seven, just on time.
Taking her oven mitts off their hanger, neatly marked with a label proclaiming it as the "Oven Mitt Hanger", she opened the oven and took out the large roasting pan and placed it carefully on the stovetop. After carefully placing her oven mitts back onto their hanger, she took the baster from the stand, six inches to the right of the front corner of the back right burner, and began basting the turkey carefully. Meticulously counting out the precise number of squeezes on the baster, each filled exactly to the line etched into the tube, as dictated on the recipe sheet sitting next to her timetable, Aubrey was just putting the baster back onto its stand when she heard the kitchen door opening.
Ignoring it, for the moment, she took her oven mitts back and carefully put the turkey back into the oven. After removing her mitts and rehanging them, she turned back to the timer, reset it and double checked the time. A glance towards her timetable told her she was still right on schedule. A quiet giggle made her look up into the tousle-haired face of her roommate, who had obviously just woken up from a nap.
"Damnit, Chloe. I told you I needed you to wake up at 3:15, now you're going to throw everything off." Aubrey said, pulling a second sheet out from underneath the timetable and sliding it across to the redhead who glanced at it with another giggle and an eye roll.
"Have I mentioned that you take this 'structure and discipline' thing to a bit of an extreme before, Bree?" Chloe asked with a smirk on her face as she noted various items on her "agenda".
"Have I mentioned how that hobbit seems to be rubbing off on you in more than one way?" Aubrey asked, raising an eyebrow towards her roommate.
"Yeah she does…" Chloe said, a dreamy smile on her face as she remembered the delightful little trick Beca had pulled six days earlier in the freshmen showers on the last day of classes before the Thanksgiving break. Chloe hadn't even realized that you could –
"Moving past your sexual escapades with Beca." Bree said quickly, not wanting to let the redhead get into a description that might cause the blond to have to make an unplanned trip to her bedroom that wasn't on the tight schedule she had planned for the day. Continuing, she hoped she wasn't blushing as much as she felt she was when she said, "So I've got your list of duties to take care of. Mostly just cleaning stuff cuz you're almost useless to me in the kitchen, but it still has to get done before the girls get here."
"Oh, I'm guessing Stacie was ok with coming over for the holiday then?" Chloe asked, shaking the memory from her mind and looking down at all the chores that Aubrey had listed for her.
"What? Oh, yeah, I, uh kind of forgot to mention that. I asked her about it, um, after Friday's practice, after you took off with Beca for … What you two usually get up to after practice." Aubrey said, turning to the cupboards to take down some of the ingredients for her salad that she still had to prep, but mainly to hide the heat she felt rising in her cheeks. She had actually completely forgotten about asking Stacie about dinner tonight until Sunday morning when she was leaving the brunette freshman's dorm room after they had just woken each other up in the most pleasant fashion. "She had no plans to head home for the break. I guess her parents are in, like, Venice or something. So she jumped at the chance to join us for dinner."
Well, she had actually thrown Aubrey back onto the bed and ripped her jeans off, but it was a sort of jumping, so it counted, right? Turning back towards the island on which sat her recipe sheets and timetable Aubrey picked up the one for the salad and turned quickly away from Chloe without looking at the redhead. Setting the page down on the counter she went to the refrigerator and got the various veggies she needed and set them down before continuing once she felt she had her voice under control, "Anyway, Chlo, we really don't have a lot of time, and you have things to get finished before Beca and Stacie show up. So… Chop chop, while I chop chop in here."
"Yes ma'am." Chloe said, and Aubrey didn't need to turn around to know that the redhead was currently giving her a salute not unlike the one that Beca was so fond of giving her during practices when she was being "General Posen", as the short brunette liked to call her with that smirk on her face. She managed not to sigh as she heard Chloe turning to head out into their apartment to start her tasks, and tried to shake thoughts of Stacie, or thoughts of Beca, from her head as she got back into her own tasks.
Her prep work for her salad didn't take long, and most of the mixing would take place later, when it was closer to dinner time. Hearing the bell go off just as she was checking off the box for "Begin salad pre-prep work (3:22)" Aubrey hoped that her little chat with Chloe hadn't thrown her timetable off by too much. Well, she'd just have to cut into her shower time. Speaking of…
"Hey Chlo, I'm gonna go jump in the shower, keep on your list, alright?" Aubrey called out as she pulled off the apron she was wearing and hung it from its hook by the fridge before heading out into the living room.
"Or I could come help you wash your back…" Chloe said, winking over at her friend who blushed a bright red.
"Hmmm, I don't know if your girlfriend would approve of that, Chloe." Aubrey said, blushing at the thought of Chloe doing other things to her in the shower.
"Becs? She wouldn't mind, hell, she'd probably come join us." Chloe said, grinning as Aubrey just spluttered.
"Seriously, not the time for joking Chloe Elizabeth Beale! Get cracking on your list because we have people coming over in less than two hours!" Aubrey responded, now sure that her face is about to catch on fire, before making a quick escape to her bedroom. Taking a moment to regain her composure before getting her towels for her shower, Aubrey can't help but wonder what has been up with her roommate lately. Chloe has always been a shameless flirt, but in the last few weeks, since around the time she started hooking up with Stacie now that Aubrey is thinking about it, it seems as though the redhead has been directing more of that flirtatiousness towards her. Shaking it from her head, Aubrey realizes that her delay here isn't going to help the timetable and grabs her towels before heading into her bathroom.
"Are you sure the wine is a good idea, Stace?" Beca asked as she watched the taller brunette walk up the stairs to Chloe and Aubrey's apartment as she carefully balanced the containers she was carrying with the bottle of wine clutched in her hand.
"Why not, Beca? I mean, it's Thanksgiving. Good food deserves good wine, and these are three of my favorites." The taller girl said, glancing over her shoulder at Beca before looking back to where she was walking. While she didn't have anything aside from the two bottles of wine and both her and Beca's purses, she didn't want to lose any of them.
"Yeah, but three bottles? I mean, I don't really drink…" Beca said, thankful that she hadn't been noticing the way Stacie's ass looked in the skirt she was wearing that day, or how her tall, dark red pumps made her calves look simply amazing as she sauntered up the stairs when the taller girl had looked back at her. How does someone saunter up stairs anyway, she wondered to herself as she watched Stacie do just that for the last flight.
"Well, we can fix that problem tonight." Stacie said with a wink as she held the door at the top of the stairs for Beca, the shorter girl easily able to pass underneath her outstretched arm. "You can't have an amazing dinner without wine, that's just the rules. And, from what Aubrey told me of what she was planning to fix for us, well, you probably shouldn't have worn such, uh, tight jeans."
Managing to catch herself before she said "such deliciously tight jeans", Stacie hoped Beca didn't noticed her hesitation. The brunette seemed oblivious, thankfully, as she turned and walked towards the apartment the two seniors shared. Using her toe to rap on the door as she answered, Stacie saw her rolling her eyes, "Yeah, well, it was tight jeans or the Bellas skirt, I really don't own a lot else. And I think Aubrey might have tried to murder me with the carving knife if I got that skirt dirty."
"Yes, yes she would have." Chloe said as she opened the door and saw who was standing in the hallway, not that she'd expected anyone else. Seeing how burdened they were, well how burdened Beca was at least, she immediately opened the door wide and stepped up to take some of the load. "Good lord, Becs, did you bring enough stuff? I thought Bree just told you to bring dessert."
"Yeah, well, I didn't know what dessert to bring. So I brought an assortment which should satisfy… Dad was giving me a hard time about using his kitchen to do the cooking when I wasn't even going to stay, but I told him it was a 'Bellas thing' and he relented a little. You got my back, right Red?" Beca said, happy to let Chloe take a few of the trays she was carrying.
"Always." Chloe said before taking the opportunity that presented itself as the now distributed load was more easily balanced between the two of them to give Beca a quick kiss. "I'm so glad you guys could make it. Bree has been cooking like crazy all day, but I think she's glad to have, well, to have you both here."
Beca, knowing where to go, headed straight towards the kitchen to unload her arms completely. Hearing Chloe greet Stacie behind her before the pair followed behind her, Beca walked into some of the most delicious smells in the world as she opened the door to the kitchen. Pausing for a moment to admire the view as Aubrey bent over to pull something from the oven, Beca resumed her stride before anyone could crash into her and deposited the various plates and containers she held onto a counter already fairly laden with food. Looking at everything, Beca turned to Aubrey, who was putting the roasting pan onto the stove, and said, "Jesus, Bree. You know there's only, like, four of us, right? We aren't trying to feed the entire apartment complex…"
The blond ignored her for a moment as she took the lid off the turkey to reveal the perfectly browned skin of the bird, letting even more delicious smells waft into the kitchen. Aubrey spoke as she turned to a sheet of paper on the island, the only place not covered with food as Chloe unloaded her own burdens onto the scant amount of free space she could find, and unless Beca was mistaken, the blond marked a checkbox on the paper before picking it up and folding it carefully. "For your information, Beca, I know exactly who is going to be here tonight. And, if you think about it, this ought to just be enough for us with some remaining for leftovers."
"Leftovers?" Beca asked, slightly incredulously. "Where exactly, in my tiny ass dorm room, am I going to put leftovers?"
Aubrey looked confused for a moment, as though she had forgotten about that fact, but Chloe stepped in quickly, "You'll just have to leave yours here, I guess. Oh darn."
Rolling her eyes towards the redhead Beca turned at a popping sound to see Stacie taking the cork off one of the bottles of wine. Shaking her head at the taller brunette she asked, "Already, Stace? Isn't it a bit early for the wine? Looks like we have about another ten minutes before everything is finished…"
"You gotta let it breathe, Beca, jeez." Stacie said, aching to approach Aubrey, and judging by the looks that the blond was giving her she had a feeling that the senior wanted her close just as badly. Sadly they were trying to keep their relationship a secret. The Bellas already knew about Chloe and Beca, hell they had known before the pair even got together, the two practically eye-fucking each other across the room during practices. In fact, Stacie had won a bit of money on a bet with Cynthia Rose about how long it would take them to hook up.
"Ahem, well, that's actually spot on, Beca. How about we start carrying things out to the table, and by the time we're done, everything should be set. The rolls just went into the oven, so ten minutes from …. Now." Aubrey said, clearing her throat as she broke her eyes away from Stacie to look at her roommate and the short freshman. She was jealous, she realized, as she saw how close the pair were standing. She was jealous that Chloe was able to stand there with, unless her guess was mistaken, Beca's hand stuck into the back pocket of the jeans the redhead had on grabbing her ass. Meanwhile Aubrey was stuck only looking at Stacie in the sinfully low-cut blouse she had on, and how the taller girl's skirt seemed to barely cover her ass. Looking, and trying to hide that she was looking.
Shooting a quick, significant glance towards Stacie as Beca and Chloe started gathering up dishes loaded with mashed potatoes, casserole, and other various foods, Aubrey saw Stacie look towards the pair briefly before nodding her head. They had spoken, at length, after recovering from Stacie's acceptance of her invitation to join them for dinner regarding coming clean, to Beca and Chloe at least. She knew that the rest of the team wouldn't care that Aubrey was, well, screwing Stacie's brains out whenever she had the chance. But she was trying, trying desperately hard, to avoid signs of favoritism. Which was why they had decided to keep things hush hush between them to start.
Of course, that was back when they both had thought it was only a brief thing. An insanely hot, incredibly passionate "brief thing", but a brief thing nonetheless. But in the nearly three weeks since, Aubrey had found that the more time she spent with Stacie naked and in between sheets, or shower curtains, or on top of the dining room table, or in the locker room at the gym, the more she wanted to spend time with her just doing nothing. Just sitting and watching some tv, or going out to the mall, or to see a movie, or taking her out to a nice dinner with Chloe and Beca.
Well, that was a conversation for later, maybe over pie. Aubrey took a deep breath to settle herself before grabbing some of the dishes that the other girls had left and carried them out to the table. With the four of them carrying, the table was set with plenty of time. Once the rolls were on the table, and Aubrey had checked off her last box, everyone was able to sit down and start what could possibly have been Aubrey's favorite Thanksgiving dinner at Barden. The wine, once properly aired out, flowed freely and the four girls found that they got along quite fantastically outside of the Bellas and their rehearsal space.
Beca was just relaxing back in her chair, her plate empty for the third time, when she felt something unexpected. There was a bare foot working its way up her leg in a very tantalizing manner. Nearly choking on her wine, Beca shot a look towards Chloe, who was also relaxing in her chair. The completely innocent look, and not a feigned one, told Beca that she was looking the wrong way, and a quick glance across the table found her culprit.
"Ahem… Stacie. If you're looking for Aubrey's legs, you might wanna move a little farther to your right…" Beca said, which promptly stopped the wandering toes, and started a blush on both Aubrey and Stacie's faces.
"How, uh… I mean, why uh… Why would I be, uh, looking for Aubrey's legs?" Stacie asked, trying to sound innocent.
Sharing a look with Chloe, both girls had seen the looks that Stacie and Aubrey had been giving each other all day, and they had both talked earlier about how it was time to let them know that they weren't keeping their secret as close as they suspected. Looking back and forth from the brunette girl to the blond Beca said, "We know, Stace. Bree, we know about, well, about you two."
"What?!" Aubrey asked, shock evident on her face. "How?"
"We, uh, kind of saw you two…" Chloe supplied, a sheepish look on her face.
"Saw … Saw us what?" Stacie asked, feeling slightly embarrassed, and unused to the feeling.
"Oh Captain, my Captain." Was all Beca had to say to cause both girls' blushes to grow exponentially. A few minutes of quiet followed as all four tried to figure out what to do with the awkward silence that now filled the room.
"Anyway, we just wanted to let you know that we know, and we're cool with it. So go ahead and give her a kiss Bree, I know you're dying to." Chloe, as was her way, spoke up first. And the smile that broke out on her face when Aubrey only hesitated for a second before pulling Stacie in for a blistering kiss caused both Beca and Chloe to grin at each other, sharing in their friends' excitement.
"Oh my god, Chlo! You don't know how much I've wanted to say something, but I didn't, well, we didn't…" Aubrey started, more than slightly breathless, after a few moments attached to a delighted Stacie's lips. Before she could start to explain, however, the redhead cut her off.
"We know, well, at least I know. I have picked up a few bits of knowledge about you after all these years living together. At first you thought it was just a fling, like that guy, Bobby, Billy, whatever it was, back in sophomore year that you hid for like two weeks before dropping him just before Regionals." Chloe said, her smile growing as Aubrey's face fell at the revealed secrets that she had thought she'd kept from her roommate all these years. Continuing on Chloe added, "Then, once it seemed that there was more than what appeared to be really hot sex going on, well, you were worried about what the other Bellas would think, you hooking up with Stacie, and Beca and I being a thing…"
Stacie reached over and, with two fingers on the bottom of Aubrey's chin, closed the blond girl's mouth as she said, "I told you she wasn't an idiot, Bree. I mean, not that she thought you were dumb, Chloe, just that Beca had all your attention and that you wouldn't notice her ducking out every night for 'study sessions'…"
"Well, that and General Posen has been a lot more, uh, glowy and relaxed of late. I think everyone's noticed and wonder who's been putting that goofy grin on your face, Bree. Only Chloe and I know the truth." Beca said, shooting her smirk towards the blond, though in a much friendlier manner than Aubrey was used to seeing from Beca.
"For serious, though, Bree! A girl? Oh my god, I never knew you liked girls. This is amazing!" Chloe squealed, finally letting out her long held in exuberance towards Aubrey's new relationship by getting up from her chair and enveloping the blond in a bone-crushing Chloe hug. After the two roommates shared a moment, Beca pushed her chair back and started to get up.
"How about you two go get comfy on the couch, or something, Stacie and I can clean up here and start getting dessert ready. I hope you guys saved room, I have pie, cookies, brownies, and a special treat from Grandma Mitchell that I've been sworn to die before revealing…" Beca said, starting to pick up plates and dishes off the table with Stacie's help. Aubrey and Chloe were happy to give over the cleaning duties to the younger girls, moving away from the table after grabbing what was left of the last bottle of wine that Stacie had brought and heading into the living room.
Beca could hear them talking as the brunette navigated her way through the kitchen with ease, having become quite familiar with it over the last month or so. She was thankful, appropriately enough given the day, that she had helped Aubrey and Chloe clean the fridge out a couple days earlier, because despite the huge dent that the four girls had made into the vast array of dishes Aubrey had prepared, there were still a lot of leftovers to be stored. Most of the desserts that Beca had were ready to serve as is, though a quick warming was required, well not required but advised, for the brownies and her special recipe, so while Stacie finished clearing off the table Beca warmed them up.
As she was leaning against the counter waiting for the brownies to finish warming up Beca heard the door behind her open up and close as Stacie came in. When she didn't hear the brunette drop anything on the counter, or put anything into the fridge, Beca turned to see Stacie leaning against the door frame looking at her with a curiously hungry expression on her face that the brunette hid quickly once she noticed Beca was looking at her. Choosing to go for the innocent reason despite everything she knew about Stacie, Beca said, "Brownies will be done in a couple minutes. Have they picked out whatever movie they plan on torturing us with for the night?"
"Ummm, yeah, brownies…" Stacie said, her eyes still on Beca who met the taller girl's direct gaze.
"I don't know how your, I'm going to go with girlfriend, would feel about that look you're giving me, Stace…" Beca said quietly, her voice taking on a slightly huskier quality at the soft words to the taller girl.
"Well, she isn't here now, is she?" Stacie asked, finally moving from her place by the door. Beca, not entirely unfamiliar with the arts of seducing girls, still felt her mouth go dry as the tall brunette didn't walk so much as slide sinuously across the short distance that separated them. Her eyes were drawn to Stacie's hips as they swayed back and forth with each step, her skirt, already short to begin with, seeming to have ridden up during dinner to an almost indecent length. Her gaze moved down the long, long length of Stacie's perfectly toned legs before moving back up to meet the tall girls green eyes, a few shades darker than Beca was used to seeing them. Beca couldn't help but jump a little as Stacie's hand slid out and landed on her hip, starting to rub small circles there with her thumb as she whispered. "I don't know about you, but wine always makes me … frisky."
"I, uh, I don't know, um, quite…" Beca stammered for a second, her bran going hazy at the initial electric contact with Stacie's fingers. Her words trailed off into a half moan half whimper as the taller girl's hand slipped upwards slightly, pushing her shirt upwards to expose the top ridge of Beca's pelvis, and the tantalizing fingers touched skin. Beca, more than welcoming the touch, though she wasn't sure how Chloe would feel about the whole situation, tried to escape by sliding along the countertop only to be pinned by Stacie's other hand. Making one last, desperate attempt to get away and talk to Chloe before she tore Stacie's clothes off, Beca whimpered in a more than slightly unsteady tone, "I'm, umm… Fuck, Stacie… I, uh, I don't know how Chloe would feel about this…"
"I know how Chloe would feel about that…" A voice called from the doorway, drawing Beca's eyes away from the generous expanse of tanned flesh Stacie was displaying out of the top of her shirt.
"Chloe, I…" Beca started to say, making a feeble attempt to push Stacie off her, though when she realized that her hands had actually landed right on the brunette's ample chest the words froze, and her eyes flicked back up to see Chloe raising an eyebrow at her. Aubrey, standing beside the redhead in the doorway, had a look that Beca hadn't expected. Barely concealed amusement.
"I, if you want my opinion baby, would think that you two are fucking hot together, so by all means, do continue." Chloe said, and Beca could tell that her girlfriend was one hundred percent serious as the redhead bit her lower lip as her eyes widened, a sure sign that she was getting turned on. After only the briefest of pauses she added, "Of course, I hope you don't mind if I…"
Beca, and Stacie who was now grinning like the proverbial cat that was planning to eat, well, Beca in this case, both watched as Chloe turned and shoved her roommate into the doorframe, one slim hand sliding behind Aubrey's neck as the other gripped her hip. Chloe's lips connecting with Aubrey's had to be one of the sexiest things that Beca had ever seen, and the way the blond girl moaned into it, and her girl just growled back from deep in her throat, was all the permission Beca needed. Her hands still on Stacie's tits, Beca gave the firm mounds the gratuitous squeeze that they had been begging for since the night of the Aca-Initiation party. The action, and her own girl's reaction to Chloe's kiss at the door, brought Stacie's mind back to the matter at hand, as she turned back, moaning as she leaned in to capture Beca's lips in a fiery kiss. As Stacie's one hand slid from her side to her back, and the other gripped her hip tightly, Beca opened her lips, running her tongue along the taller girl's lower lip, and was instantly met with Stacie's tongue. As the pair's tongues dueled for supremacy, Beca gave another squeeze, which drew a moan from the back of Stacie's throat.
It was matched from across the room as Aubrey had finally gotten over her shock at Chloe kissing her, a very serious and intense kiss at that, and the taller girl felt her instincts reacting to being pinned with a growl of her own. Tearing her lips away from Chloe's, Aubrey was easily able to see the lust filling Chloe's brilliant blue orbs, now nearly as dark as Beca's, and knew that her own held the same. Looking away from the redhead, and feeling Chloe's gaze turn as well, the pair were treated to Beca and Stacie, both locked in a tight embrace, tongues warring as Stacie's hands roamed over Beca and Beca's hands enjoyed their current location. Speaking loud enough to break through the pair's focus on each other, Aubrey said, "Living room, everyone, now."
Of course, the command from the captain was immediately followed by her lips crashing into Chloe's mouth, and the blond obeyed her own words even as she found Chloe's tongue sliding into her mouth, walking the redhead backwards through the door towards the couch. Aubrey wasn't sure what had prompted Stacie to initiate this plan, though plan wasn't quite the word she would have used, but she wasn't going to complain. In fact, it was really more like a whispered fantasy than a plan, if the blond had to be completely honest. About a week prior they had entered Aubrey and Chloe's apartment late one night, sure that the pair would be in Beca's dorm, only to hear noises coming from Chloe's bedroom. Of course, by that time Aubrey had been too horny to stop, or make the twenty minute walk across a rather chilly campus to Stacie's dorm, so they had moved, quietly as they could manage, to the blond's room. And proceeded to have some of the hottest sex of their young relationship, both girls struggling desperately with keeping their voices quiet as Beca and Chloe, quite literally feet from them, made a good effort at raising the rafters. Somehow the timing worked itself out that Aubrey, her teeth buried against Stacie's shoulders and biting down, came hard just as they heard her roommate's screams reaching their crescendo from above them.
Afterwards, in the quiet darkness of Aubrey's bedroom, the older girl had confessed to having had more than a few lust-filled dreams involving her roommate, though she'd never acted on them because of the Bellas. In the still moments just following that confession the blond dropped another tightly held secret onto Stacie's lap. Ever since the pair had started their relationship back at Halloween Aubrey had more than once taken matters into her own hands while the two girls tried, and failed usually, to keep quiet upstairs in Chloe's room. Of course, feeling that Aubrey's confession deserved a similar revelation Stacie confessed that, prior to the pair hooking up at the party a month earlier, she had had plans to sleep with one or both girls at some point over the school year.
Feeling Chloe's knees bump into the couch brought Aubrey back to the present, with a mental note to thank Stacie for getting all this started though she was only barely aware that she and Beca had followed because the blond could hear the shorter brunette's ragged, panting breaths. Shoving Chloe down onto the couch, willingly following to land between the redhead's legs, Aubrey managed to speak despite her roommate's hands trying hard to take off her shirt, "If we're going to do this, let's do it out here… More room."
Those were the last words she got out before Chloe managed to pull her shirt off over her head, and with very nimble fingers unclasp her bra one-handed as well. Out of the corner of her eye, before Chloe's questing lips found one of her nipples, Aubrey could see that Stacie was now straddling Beca who was sitting on the chair next to the couch. After Chloe's lips reached their destination Aubrey felt her head drop back as a moan escaped her as the redhead's tongue flicked out over her sensitive nub. Moving her hands carefully, Aubrey pushed Chloe's shirt up, catching her bra and carrying it along as well, to expose the perfect mounds which were promptly covered with the blond's hands. As Chloe hummed her pleasure at this turn of events, her mouth having locked onto one of Bree's nipples, the blond girl felt her roommate's hands sliding down over her ribs to the waistline of her jeans.
"I wish… you had… said something… before this… Bree." Chloe managed to get out as she alternated from right to left even as her hands unfastened the button and unzipped Aubrey's jeans. Finally pulling away long enough to speak properly Chloe slipped her hand into her roommate's jeans, feeling the silky material of Aubrey's thong sliding under her fingers, Chloe said, her voice raspy and one of the hottest things Aubrey had heard before, "Though I'm glad it's like this, cuz those two are so fucking sexy."
Stacie, having taken control back from the shorter girl once Aubrey had spoken up in the kitchen, was thrilled that not only were her guesses regarding Beca and Chloe's feelings towards her and the blond confirmed, but that her plan was going so smoothly, shoved Beca down into one of the chairs in the living room. Her eyes briefly strayed to what Chloe and her girl were getting up to on the couch, a decidedly distracting display indeed, before she sat down straddling Beca's thighs. Or course this caused her already pushed up skirt, something she had surreptitiously worked on over dinner, hoping to catch a few minute alone with Aubrey before, during or after the movie, to slide even further up and essentially turning the tight black material into what was basically just a thick belt.
The whole idea had been because of the four words that Beca had spoken, the four words she herself had used during her first encounter with the blond girl now being thoroughly ravaged an arm's reach away. The fact that Beca had known them, had known what Stacie had said, told her that the pair had stayed at least long enough to watch that part, and the tall brunette had had a sneaking suspicion that they had watched a good deal more as well. Those four words, combined with both her own secret desire, and Aubrey's as well, to sleep with both Chloe and Beca, had given her all the encouragement she needed, combined with the wine she'd drunk over dinner, to instigate this encounter. She was delighted she had as she felt the short brunette squirm underneath her as Stacie slid forward and let her weight settle onto Beca's hips. Reaching down she pushed the hooded sweatshirt that the brunette always wore down over her arms. In the same motion, as her hands came back up, she lifted off the dark maroon tank top that Beca was wearing over her head.
Purring at the sight of Beca's well-toned abs underneath her heaving, bra-clad breasts, Stacie leaned forward and captured the shorter girl's lips in another searing kiss. The feeling of warmth and moisture against her stomach reminded Beca that, so far, she had been more or less a spectator in the goings on. Growling her own throaty growl, Beca sat up a little straight, her hands sliding down Stacie's back to grab her nearly bare ass, the miniscule black thong the taller girl was wearing barely noticeable as she grabbed hold and pulled the taller girl slightly back, creating enough space between them for Beca to slip a hand and cup the exceedingly thing, warm, wet material covering Stacie's center.
Moving her lips back down to Beca's neck, as they had been for the walk from the living room to the chair, Stacie's purr turned into a moan as she felt Beca's fingers begin to slowly massage her aching flesh, wanting to beg for more even as she wanted to take her time. Beca, on the other hand, couldn't wait to get her hands on, or rather in, the girl above her, and pushing aside the narrow strip of cloth, found warm wetness waiting for her probing fingers. As her fingers slipped into the silky warmth, easily sliding along the length of Stacie's willing and ready pussy, Beca got her wish as the other brunette's lips left her throat as Stacie moaned, "Beca… Stop fucking teasing…"
"She's evil like that, Stacie…" Chloe said before her words turned to a squeal as Aubrey, no longer distracted by Chloe's fingers on her own pussy, yanked the redhead's jeans and panties to her knees.
"No more teasing…" Aubrey said, grinning down at Chloe as she moved one of her hands steadily up the redhead's bare thigh to cup her pussy. True to her word Aubrey slid her middle finger up and down the length of Chloe's delicate folds, her finger ending soaking wet as was Aubrey's goal, before the blond's finger slipped inside the redhead, to Chloe's very vocal delight.
"Bree… God… more…" Chloe moaned, one of her hands reaching up to catch hold of the blond's hair as Aubrey moved down to settle between her legs, her finger slowly sliding in and out. Her other hand, as though to affirm her connection with Beca, reached up over her head, making contact with Beca's jean-clad calf.
"Keep that up Aubrey and she'll be hitting a G sharp in no time…" Beca said, feeling Chloe's hand grasping at her leg, though the short brunette didn't take her gaze off the sexy beauty above her. As Stacie lowered her forehead to press against Beca's, emerald green eyes connected with navy blue ones, Beca gave in to her fellow freshman's request and slide two fingers as deep inside the writhing brunette as she could manage. The exhalation of breath, nearly a grunt, was pure pleasure, and it drove Beca crazy. As Stacie's pussy clenched at her fingers Beca slowly drew them back out, almost completely out, before shoving them back up into the taller girl. Stacie grunted again, louder and slightly higher pitch this time, and took it upon herself to reach down and grab hold of the hem of the sweater she was wearing.
As Stacie reached back and unhooked her own bra, letting the cups fall off and her ample tits fall free, Beca's fingers began to set a steady rhythm in and out of her fellow freshman. Beca marveled at Stacie's ability to multitask as the other girl managed to unhook her own bra even as her hips were thrusting downwards with ever increasing urgency, impaling herself on Beca's thrusting fingers. Once Stacie's breasts were free, however, Beca took advantage of their placement, right at head level for her, to capture one of the green-eyed vixen's nipples in her mouth, drawing out a shuddering moan as Stacie clenched at Beca's shoulders for support, finally unable to ignore the fact that the shortest Bella of the group was going to have her cumming all over her magical, magical fingers in a very short time.
"Fuck, Beca! God… Don't fucking stop!" Hearing her girlfriend's voice crying out like that drew Aubrey's attention away from the very distracting sight of Chloe Beale, legs spread as wide as they can go, hips rolling and thrusting in a desperate attempt for more, more of the blond's touch. Chloe's hand was still gripping her hair tight, and Aubrey decided she quite liked the feeling. Quite liked the feeling, and definitely liked the moans, cries and whimpers that the redhead was making. However there was something that the blond had always wanted, had always wondered.
After one last look, first at her girlfriend who was riding Beca's fingers for all she was worth, her perfectly manicured nails gripping hard at the shorter girl's shoulders, then to Chloe whose head was thrashing back and forth, one hand locked in Aubrey's blond locks, the other reflexively clutching at Beca's leg, Aubrey finally leaned forward, stretching her tongue out to take her first taste of Chloe's dripping wet pussy.
The high-pitched note that emanated from Chloe as Aubrey's tongue touched her desperately aching folds was definitely getting closer to the G-sharp that Beca had promised, but Aubrey's years of singing told her she could still go higher. Adding a second finger to the first, Aubrey started to run her tongue over Chloe, teasing at first, but decided quickly that making her roommate turn into a quivering pile of exhausted girl-flesh, with Aubrey's name on her lips this time, was more important than teasing. Wrapping her lips around Chloe's clit, Aubrey started running her tongue back and forth over it, using her free hand, arm really, to keep hold of the redhead's hips as the blond began to thrust her fingers in and out of her roommate's tight, wet pussy.
As Chloe's keening cry reached the promised octave it was joined by what Aubrey immediately recognized as Stacie cumming, and cumming hard, and the clenching, spasming muscles gripping her fingers told her that Chloe had just done the same. Knowing that the cries still echoing from both women were only just the opening bell of what was hopefully going to be a long night, Aubrey smiled, her lips still firmly attached to Chloe, making sure to wring every drop from the redhead that she could manage.
Happy Thanksgiving indeed…