A/N: I hope there are people enjoying this story :) would love to hear your thoughts.

That night, the girls didn't stay out long. Even Amy was coming in the same cab home, all knowing that they had an early start tomorrow. A few more men approached the girls, and they enjoyed the free drinks and attention but overall it was a tame night.

Once in the cab everyone was quiet. Emily, despite her height, was sitting in the middle between Beca and Chloe as Amy sat in the passengers seat by their driver. It was strangely quiet, the girls already tired from the day of dancing and singing.

"You're allowed to date around us Em," Chloe broke the silence as she noticed that the tallest of them tonight was quick to reject everyone and anyone. She was the polar opposite of Stacie who was exceptionally good at leading everyone on. Even when Emily was an 'honorary wingwoman' to Amy, which Amy declared pointing out how Beca and Chloe were 'too busy making lesboeyes' to eachother to be at all useful.

The comment made Chloe laugh and Beca uncomfortable enough to get up and started talking to a guy who had been looking over to simply prove a point. Be it to herself or Amy, that wasn't too clear.

"I know. I didn't like them…" Emily half lied. "I'm also a guest tonight," she added to her logic of reasons why she wasn't going to hook up with anyone tonight.

"We have all had sex in the flat with everyone there," Amy reminisced proudly. "No shame in pulls."

"In Amy's case, on my bed while I'm still there," Beca cringed, not exactly sure why they decided to talk about sex but contributed.

"You left before any clothes came off," Amy corrected.

"There was a few nights where we all ended up having sex at the same time," Chloe hummed knowingly. "With our own respective men of course," she winked to Emily who was looking at Chloe with curious it's on how that had possible transpired.

Beca had to hit a certain state of drunk for that to happen, since her room was the most exposed. Yet, without fail, she may have been the loudest one on one of those said night. From memory, it was the first guy since her break up, and it had been a while for her. Chloe and Amy didn't fail at teasing her the entire following morning, but… she couldn't help smile realising if a little harmless teasing was all she was gonna have to deal with then maybe it's ok to sometimes fool around with an evening guest while Amy and Chloe around. Hell, they definitely do and she has learned to tease back just as much when it came to this particular topic. Amy specifically had a few favourite sayings Chloe and Beca have agreed to use as code for after the Australian was going to bang. As long as, you know, she made it to her own bed.

"I'm pretty sure I've heard most of the Bellas' having sex in the house." Emily thought to herself. "It echoes a lot-"

All three without fail confirmed with a "we know." Before breaking out in laughter. That cab driver was having a great time listening to this conversation.

They arrived at their building but the conversation continued with Chloe now prying. "So have you been with anyone since Benji?"

"Yes of course, there's been a few, not a lot, I mean I don't sleep around or anything, but I just haven't been seriously dating anyone and-"

"Oh my god Legacy, shut up and get laid!" Amy returned to her bullying ways as the youngest Bella had rattled on a bit too long.

"It's ok Em, this is a safe place and you're all grown up now. You can talk to us about any of this," Chloe offered as sisterly as possible while Beca was just praying for the topic to end before it got to any visual demonstrations by the Australian.

"Emily can have my bed," Beca offered finally finding a window to just change the subject. She knew Amy sharing was NOT an option, especially with legacy. Beca had slept on the floor before when they first moved in and only had one bed. She had a sleeping bag somewhere and was happy to just be the good host - knowing her sleeping bag may not fit the tall beauty anyways.

"Oh, I can sleep on the floor it's fine," Emily tried, not wanting to inconvenience anyone.

"I'm not having it Legacy, you get the bed." Beca ordered.

"Thank you, really I-" Emily began but Beca didn't wanna hear a sentimental speech right now. Too tired from their practice, and in general not a fan of sentimental talk.

"I know. You're welcome. Now get ready for bed." She cut her off and pointed to the bathroom as Amy exited.

"I wouldn't go in there just yet," the Australia warned, and Emily shuddered but knew she had to go so Beca and Chloe could use it next.

"What are you laughing at?" Beca glanced at Chloe. She got up from where she was looking for her sleeping bag and watched Chloe as she was digging through her own belongings.

"Mommy Beca, telling Legacy to get to bed," Chloe spoke quietly enough that only Beca heard. The redhead wished she could just wrap her arms around Beca and admire the girl's authoritative persona.

"Dude, I'm just tired." And without surprise Chloe was handing her an extra pillow and blanket from her stuff to help Beca get ready to sleep. "Thank you"

"It's under your bed by the way," Chloe reminded Beca about her sleeping bag. "But you know you could just sleep with me."

"You're trying to get me in bed with you," Beca grinned playfully, as she now walked over to get the sleeping bag and laid it out

"Oh always," Chloe followed her, standing where they both inspected the sleeping situation Beca had quickly set up.

"If it gets uncomfortable I just might," Beca mumbled as she may have committed too soon about sleeping on the floor. It did not look comfy.

"In that case, I hope it's really uncomfortable," Chloe pushed again and Beca finally lost their little game of chicken as she looked away embarrassed.

"Okay, my turn" the brunette quickly made her escape as the door to the bathroom opened.

Chloe just giggled knowing how far Beca can dish it out.

Emily made one last effort in taking the sleeping bag as she climbed in ready to sleep as their house guest.

"Emily," Beca warned as she got out of the bathroom. "Up," with a gesture of her finger she commanded. The legacy Bella was out of the sleeping bag which was obviously too short of her and into Beca's bed with no argument.

"Good night ladies," Chloe called as she finished from the bathroom and made her way to her bed.

It wasn't long before the girls all passed out, their first day practicing again having taken a toll. The flat echoed with Amy's heavy breathing and Beca's occasional mumble. How Chloe ever got any sleep shocked Emily who woke up a few times thinking Beca was actually speaking to her. Thankfully the exhaustion hit and no noise could wake the girls from their deep slumber until the morning.

The next morning Beca stirred from her place on the floor. One wrong movement made her groan in pain as she felt her stiff body protest. She didn't mean to be so loud, not wanting to make Emily aware enough to feel guilty, but her body did not have a good time on that floor, and it didn't help that yesterday was the first time she worked out in months.

"Good morning," Emily was already up and couldn't contain her worrisome expression.

"You may need that massage sooner than later," Chloe suggested to Beca who was now walking over to the kitchen area.

"I'll be fine, nothing some ibuprofen won't help," Beca admit earning a concerned look from Emily and a scowl from Chloe.

"You shouldn't take a pill for every sore muscle." Chloe lectured.

"No, but if a pill exists that will remove most of my back ache and life problems you better believe I'm taking it." Beca explained as she poured herself a bowl of cereal.

"Here, turn around." Chloe ordered Beca as she set her coffee mug down and went to stand behind her. Her hands found her shoulders and like butter Beca melted under her touch as Chloe did a quick inspection of her knots. "Ok, go lay down on my bed I'll be there in a minute."

"Dude no!" Beca protested, especially after yesterday when she knew there was no way she was going to be able to get comfortable getting a massage ever again.

"Stop being a baby and go, I've given you massages before and we don't have time for your minefield path to convincing. Suck it up Mitchell," Chloe shooed her and Emily stifled a laugh as Chloe usually talked around in circles with Beca to get her way but today just wasn't a day for that.

Beca mumbled something under her breathe that made Emily's smile widen as she went to Chloe's room. Something about Chloe being a bossy mommy.

"I can take the floor tonight," Emily offered but no response was given as Chloe followed Beca to her "room".

Beca was already laying down on her front, hugging Chloe's pillow under her as the redhead climbed up and started working her hands into Beca's lower back. She kept her weight off Beca aside from her hands digging in as she worked her way up.

"Chlo-" Beca wanted to warn the redhead about her touching but failed as she drowned a mini moan into the pillow.

"It's ok to enjoy this Beca, I want you to." Chloe offered in a whisper almost bashfully. "It should feel good." She added partially to correct herself but the statement didn't go unnoticed.

To Beca this was the first time she's made 'noises' as Chloe massaged her like this. Usually she was quiet, maybe a sigh but her body was extra tense and her mind was not as clear as before. It was too aware of the fact Chloe was touching her, and she knew she wanted more. Chloe wanted more - she told herself in quick correction. She had that mini incident yesterday that made her overly self-conscious but Chloe didn't seem to mind. She continued working her back and as she pushed against one particular spot Beca had to muffle a rather loud moan.

Chloe continued until she heard a couple cracks.

"There," Chloe stopped. "A few loosened up but I can try again later."

"Thanks," Beca got up slowly and already felt a few of her muscles ache and strain less against her movement. "You're definitely better than a pill," she smirked at her own witty remark, though didn't dare say that facing the redhead at this time.

"Anytime Mitchell," Chloe climbed off and smiled at the brunette. "Now go have your soggy cereal," she continued in her authoritative streak as they had to be at the gym in less than an hour.

"Amy wake up, time to go!" Chloe called to the Blonde still sleeping soundly.

"Thank you guys again for letting me stay here. I really can crash on the floor tonight," Emily offered again.

"Beca just wants an excuse to get free massages, don't worry about it," Chloe teased and Beca shrugged not even arguing this morning. Maybe post massage Mitchell was not as defiant or as argumentative as Beca normally is. Chloe made a not that massages was the way to go to get a calmer more complacent Beca.

"Thank you, really I-"

"Legacy shut up!" Amy called from her bed as she was starting to wake up. Amy was sometimes a morning person but sometimes made Beca look like a Disney Princess getting out of bed. They all had their good and bad days.

"Amy can you take it easy on Em and start getting ready?" Beca stepped in. It was going to be a long morning.

Back at the gym, everyone found the studio and started on their stretches. "Did everyone else find it weird that they have a private room to check your weight but the showers are public?" Emily asked as she curiously checked her weight earlier and immediately regretted it. Never again.

"I didn't mind," Cynthia Rose winked.

"You know there are private showers by the entrance to the locker rooms, right?" Stacie offered and all the girls stood wide eyed at that comment. "Did you all just shower together without questioning this?" Stacie asked as none of them held eye contact.

"Aca-lesbians" Amy was the first to call them out on this. It's not like they all shared the same alcove but surely a few have now seen things that they were never going to unsee.

"Any tattoos we havnt seen before?" Chloe asked to lighten the mood.

"I actually forgot Beca has that big tattoo on her back," Emily was the first to add as she tapped her own shoulder for reference and blushed at the look she got from the other Bellas that she actually saw Beca nude.

"Beca did have the most," Aubrey remembered as she pictured the ones she remembered. "Did you get any new ones?"

"Nope, but maybe in Europe," Beca absentmindedly rubbed her thumb across her current tattoo of a praying mantis.

"I want to get another tattoo," Chloe admit.

"Not again! The last time we went, you could barely handle the needle and a 'group of ladybugs' turned to one," Aubrey reminded her holding up a single finger for emphasis.

"Yes but I'm older now and I can legally drink," Chloe reminded the blonde with a wink.

"As long as you don't get anything you regret," Flo inputted. "My brother got a tattoo after drinking too much and is not allowed to enter any commonwealth countries."

Speaking of tattoos to regret. "Bumper has a tattoo of my face on his bum," Amy shared. "Can't get more regretful…"

They all laughed at this as they got up to start training.

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"I don't need no money" Emily soloed. "As long as I can feel the beat," she added and the girls all admired how her voice matured with her. "I don't need no money, as long as I keep dancing."

Fat Amy and Cynthia Rose practiced their rap together and separately.

Beca was next to do some of her solo practice, and everyone went quiet. They forgot how loud the tiny Bella could get. She hit her notes and Chloe may have held her breathe as she listened to Beca, truly listened without any backup or beat, just Beca. She finally exhaled as Beca finished and her skin was now covered in goosebumps.

"Now it's just time to put it all together," Aubrey started again, not stopping.

"Can we have a break?" Emily asked as they were close to one in the afternoon.

"And lunch!" Amy added.

"I think it's time to break, let's meet back here in 30 min?" Beca offered to everyone and after a few nods they dispersed. Some had packed food, others went to the vending machine.

"We have a canteen," Stacie offered, still hanging out to act as their audience and guide.

"Perfect," Beca grabbed her phone and made her way out before looking to Stacie for guidance.

"Second floor."

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"Holy crap, this is NOT a canteen!" Beca admired to no one in particular as she saw a complete waitstaff serve people who were dressed for the gym but Beca could swear didn't sweat a drop today.

"Beca Mitchell?" She tuned her head, of course her former boss came here. He was an overly handsome man who looked like he worked out daily and was nearing his 40s despite being over 50. "How have you been? I heard you left us."

"Hi! Yeah, creative differences and what not," she repeated the phrase she was taught to say many a time.

"Well, it's a great loss, I always liked your work."

"Thanks."

"I guess we paid you pretty well if you can afford this gym," he chuckled and Beca faked a smile.

"Actually, this is for a side project of mine…" she corrected.

"Well, can I atleast offer to get you a goodbye meal?" He suggested and as Beca glanced on the prices her unemployed ass knew to just accept.

She followed his lead on what to order and politely maintained rather generic conversation over their meal until he pried again.

"So why did you quit? Really?"

"Like I said, creative differences. Some of the artists you sign have a very clear vision of their music, and I have a very clear vision on how I want to strangle them in their sleep to spare the world their hideous 'art'"

"Aha so you're a music vigilante"

"Exactly."

"Well what if I asked for you to come back, and work with only the artists I want you to work on… now that I know there's a risk of murder I'll be extra careful."

"Thank you, that would be great, I'm just working on-"

"This side project. How long will that take you? A week? A month?"

"A few days max I think."

"Great, so why don't you do that... and call me when you're back." He pulled out his phone and revealed a QBR code for Beca to scan. "Atleast you have something to come back to."

"I should head back, thank you again for the meal and the offer." She got up and looked over to catch sight of Cynthia Rose who had come looking for her as she may have been running late.

"Who was that?" She asked as Beca made her way over. The girls spotted her earlier when some came up for food, but no one dared disturb.

"My old boss, well the big boss man of the label… he offered me a job."

"That's great!"

"One thing at a time, I need to focus on this tour."

"You used to prioritise your career and now you're prioritising this tour. What's going on?" CR called her out on the change in attitude.

"I don't know," she admit. She did try to think why it felt right to just do something she knows she's good at. Something she's been recognised for being good at. Great even. "Maybe I just need to be in my comfort zone for a bit" and acapella had become a known world for her. A world she has conquered.

"Fair… but you can only go back in the past for so long, Beca." She reminded her as they got back in the studio.

Beca knew Cynthia Rose was right, and too damn wise at this moment. She just wanted to be with the girls for now.

"Good lunch?" Chloe asked next, already hearing that she was spotted with an elderly gentleman.

"I'll tell you about it later," Beca offered as they had to get back to practice. Chloe accepted this, for now.

The rest of the day continued and the girls felt rather confident with their two routines. For now, that was enough to get them through the tour. They can add other songs easily now that they were back in rhythm with each other.

"Great job ladies!" Aubrey cheered.

"How are the outfits coming along Lilly?" Chloe asked eagerly.

"…….." something was definitely said with a nod.

"Great, I guess we all head home and pack up!" Beca announced and all the girls cheered.

"Good luck Bellas!" Stacie cheered, "you're going to crush it!"

"We're going to miss you Stacie!" They all hugged the pregnant woman and said their goodbyes.

"I can make dinner for us," Chloe offered as they were walking back. Since they went out last night it made sense to have an early now. "Save up before we leave tomorrow?" Although it was a question, it hadn't warranted an answer.

"I can help!" Emily added eagerly, hoping to be useful.

"Great! Beca, can you go to the store and pick up a bottle of red and I think we're low on Parmesan," Chloe thought aloud as they made their way home.

"Sure, Amy wanna come with?" The brunette asked as they divided up the tasks.

"No can do, I am not walking another step past our block." Amy admit, exhausted from two days of practice.

"Aww do you need me to come with?" Chloe offered and Beca shook her head no.

"I'll be ok," she explained and continued her way to the nearest bodega as the rest of the group stopped in front of their building.

It wasn't a long walk, and during which she got a couple of texts from Chloe:

Chloe: Can you get some Basil, Olive oil and Spaghetti? X

Beca: Did we have ANY ingredients at home?

Chloe: Not everything for spaghetti and meatballs *winky face*

Beca: Do we have meatballs? *smirk face*

A minute passed.

Chloe: Bring meatballs *kissy face*

Beca laughed at this outwardly and ended up buying everything they could need for spaghetti and meatballs.

She loved Chloe's cooking, but the redhead has become famously known for being ill prepared to cook anything. It did however give Beca purpose. She loved being the hero to Chloe's occasional "I forgot the onions" kind of moments and Beca gets to surprise her with an onion or whatever.

That earned Beca a hug or a kiss to the cheek and it made her feel elated to just watch Chloe's fear disappear and be replaced with excitement of cooking her meal undisrupted from lack of ingredients. Ever since, she just figured out one way or another what Chloe plans on cooking and gets everything they could need. It's not exactly gourmet food but it's still flavourful and homely. Beca may not buy flowers for their apartment, but Chloe will never be short of onions that's for sure.

"Beca I'm so sorry but we ran out of vegetable stock," Chloe immediately started as the brunette entered the flat.

"There's some in the top cupboard," she offered as she unloaded the bags of shopping on the kitchen counter which Emily helped to unpack.

"Did you leave anything in the store?" Emily teased as she noticed Beca had bought everything they needed.

"Just my last pay check," she joked. "Should be set for spaghetti and meatballs."

"You even got tomato paste, perfect!" Chloe cheered as she started to cook, already behind on schedule since she didn't have most of the ingredients.

Beca was disappointed. She had some expectation for at least a hug thank you. She still enjoyed watching Chloe start cooking eagerly with a smile that can light up the night sky…

What am I even on!

Beca self criticised her thoughts internally and tried to enjoy how Chloe bossed Emily at the ready to help and follow commands.

Doesn't mean she didn't want Chloe to take that minute to hug her. She shook her head, trying to stop thinking that her friend owed her any physical affection.

Chloe was always breaking boundaries, and Beca would immediately miss it when she wasn't. Did she not want to anymore? For every time Beca approached her for affection Chloe had probably preceded it by tenfold. Beca wasn't used to being the one seeking Chloe out without purpose but maybe that changes.

Whatever, it's just a hug and or a kiss - to the cheek.

Beca shook her head again and left them to start packing her bag for their trip tomorrow.

Beca put on her headphones and music to pack and hadn't noticed time fly by until Chloe was wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling one side of her headphone away to let her know dinner was ready.

"Be right there," Beca's smile was far too obvious. She tried to hide it by looking at her suitcase and work on zipping it shut. She finally got her hug, be it not exactly what was usually offered, she got something.

"Smells delicious, thank you!" Amy appeared from packing her bag and "sexting" one of the guys she met the other night.

"Thank you Beca for getting the ingredients," Chloe added.

"Thank you guys for cooking, looks great," Beca presented an empty plate and was served a nest of spaghetti by Chloe. Emily then poured three meatballs and sauce before garnishing with some herbs.

Amy followed and lastly the Chef and her Sue-chef served themselves before sitting at the table with everyone.

"Shall we have some wine? Legacy?" Beca offered and the youngest Bella accepted. She may still be under the drinking age but she technically hasn't been buying her own drinks at all on this trip.

"You know in Europe the drinking age is like 18, so you're going to be able to buy your own alcohol there!" Chloe cheered in excitement for Emily.

"Correction, she'll be able to buy us alcohol there," Beca encouraged as she poured everyone else a glass.

"That should be the first purchase you make in Spain, a bottle of Spanish wine with a side of Spaniard loving." Amy hinted provocatively.

The youngest laughed and nodded, happy Amy wasn't telling her off.

"I'm more excited about Italy, their food and language," Chloe admit as she ate her spaghetti, fully aware she probably bastardised some grandma's recipe. Someone's Nonna was rolling in her grave and she just shuddered at the thought.

"Italian Stallions," Amy nodded in approval again.

"Is everything sex with you?" Beca laughed.

"Everything is sex. Whether you sing a song, or make a machine, or travel the world, or build a house, or wear an LBD… anything at all is sex sex sex."

"Huh" Chloe quirked a brow, a flash of realisation gracing her face in agreement with Amy. Beca however completely missed the logic here.

Emily stayed out of it, eating her dinner and drinking her wine. Her mind wandered to her own sex life, recognising where Amy and Chloe seemed to agree on.

"So you're telling me everything I do is about sex or should be about sex?" Beca challenged.

"Both. Else what's the point?"

"Saving lives," Beca went for the obvious example on her mind.

"And you're a doctor now?" Amy challenged right back. "Ok, if you had to pick to save the life of three strangers, you know nothing about any of them, but felt a sexual attraction to one - would you save them over the other two?"

"Yes"

"No"

"Yes"

"Seriously?" Beca turned to Emily and Chloe. "What about the other two!"

"Beca, it's a fictional situation but if I don't know ANYTHING about the other two people, how else will I pick if not compatibility?" Chloe rolled her eyes and emphasise with a wave of her fork.

"I mean, isn't it animal instinct to pick the most eligible mate?" Emily added.

"When was the last time YOU pursued someone for sex?" The Australian asked, but before allowing the brunette to answer, further clarified with, "And Jesse doesn't count since you know… he chased you for a year and you just lead him on then ignored him and thanks to my amazing musical number managed to get him in the end." Amy summarised.

"The guy after?"

"No…" Chloe spoke up, her 'no' lasting longer than a couple of beats as she thought it through. "I went up to him and his friend and got them to come home with us."

"So maybe I don't ever pursue," Beca offered.

"You should. You should just go for what you want," Chloe offered her advice. "Especially when it comes to sex!" She added with as much enthusiasm as Amy was demonstrating earlier.

Emily sat and listened to the advice and absorbed intently. She rarely got to listen to her "older" sisters have these chats and some of it was sticking.

"Alright," Beca downed the rest of her wine. "I think time for sleep. I'll do the dishes, with Amy," she didn't allow the Australian to get out of all the chores.

"Unfair, I helped in the eating." She testified but the brunette wasn't having it.

Emily got to use the bathroom first, followed by Chloe. By that point Amy was next and Beca was just finishing off with the last couple of plates.

Chloe stepped in next to her and dried the plates Beca washed.

"You don't need to help, you did do the cooking." Beca offered as she happily cleaned up.

"I know, but you got us the ingredients, so we're pretty even." She nudged the brunette as they finished up.

Beca drying her hands with a towel before tossing it over her shoulder.

"You know, Beca… I was serious about just going for what you want," Chloe offered again. "Don't be afraid to ask," the redhead took Beca's hands in hers and leaned closer while pulling her close. "Because the worse thing you'll ever deal with is No."

With that Chloe left to use the bathroom.

Chloe's words lingered in Beca's mind too long that evening. By the time she was done with the bathroom everyone was in bed and getting ready to sleep.

It was a good hour and Beca was sure everyone was now asleep. Amy's loud videos stopped as she switched off her phone. Emily's scribbling quieted down. She felt like the only one awake. Amy's snoring practically confirming it.

Atleast she thought.

She had her body facing her bed as she lay perpendicular to it. Her back was to Chloe's room, where the curtain was currently being drawn open quietly and bare footsteps were heard approaching her.

She didn't turn around. Didn't say a word. She shifted closer to the edge of her sleeping bag to make space as she could picture Chloe on her knees drawing the flap she left unzipped open and crawl in.

Beca didn't realise it, but she was holding her breathe. Her body not wanting to do or say anything in fear of scaring off the redhead that was fitting herself in the tiny space available. She only let go as Chloe was now laying flush against her back and put a secure arm around her waist.

Beca used to pride herself on her knowledge of the English language. One of her best subjects in school. She knew that a lot can be said with only three words. I love you. I hate you. But the next three words Beca heard short circuited her brain.

"Come to bed," Chloe whispered in a voice she simply couldn't comprehend. It wasn't a question, nor was it an order. Beca tried to understand, assess the impact of those words, the meaning, but nothing. Her brain just did not work anymore.

Chloe held onto the brunette tighter and without even understanding Beca's head nodded.

The redhead crawled out quietly, her hand making the reverse journey from around Beca's waist, and found the brunettes hand to guide. She helped her up and walked them into her room, securing the curtain close as much as possible behind them.

Chloe was still holding on to Beca's hand, knowing that letting go may lead her to run off. She got into bed and Beca close behind with their hands connected until they were both laying down securely under her blanket.

"Better?" Chloe finally asked, freeing her hand as she turned to face the brunette in bed. The same hand now caressing the brunette's face as eyes met to communicate since Beca's words no longer helped her.

With just a look Beca confirmed that she wasn't terrified and that was good enough for tonight, Chloe thought.

Beca only nodded in response, eyes still open, looking at Chloe's, who was drifting asleep.

"Comfy?" She asked again, a mini yawn now escaping her. Her hand trailing down the brunettes arm, making a few traces up and down Beca's defined tricep before continuing on its way.

Beca nodded again, which Chloe felt more than saw at this point. Beca's eyes were now studying, trying to understand this feeling of wanting to give something to Chloe. Wanting to give her whatever she wanted, and now trying to understand what that was. Why it was so similar to being the ingredients hero but different.

"Relaxed?" Chloe's hand now made the journey down to her waist and held her securely.

Another nod and a glance at lips that were getting closer. Closer because Beca was leaning in. Chloe's eyes now closed, and Beca had no confirmation to go by aside from she wanted this. Chloe right? That made sense and all she needed internally to connect her lips to the beauty that laid beside her.

The redhead's reaction wasn't dramatic, but surprised none the less. Her lips parted in an inhaled gasped that breathed Beca in all at once. Her hand that was resting on Beca's hip clenched and may have left a mark. But those reactions were barely seconds long before she was kissing Beca back.

She hasn't expected Beca to want to even do this with, not one but two, people only a curtain away. Maybe the conversation earlier struck something with the brunette. Maybe it's just what they do now whenever they share a bed. She accepted Beca to lead her right in. Little did she know that once she jumped in, she would drown with her in this moment and that thing in her brain that used to work as logic was set aside by her more basic instincts to swim.

This was their new normal after all. Beca thought. Kissing in the privacy of Chloe's bed. Being touched by Chloe, her hand touching her skin, fingers soothing where nails earlier stung her.

Beca's hands now on Chloe's waist, holding on for purchase as they made their way under her shirt. Her thumbs caressing as her fingers found the space between's Chloe's ribs, climbing the ladder one rib at a time, only to meet the underside of Chloe's breasts. A motion that caused the redhead to gasp again. The redhead was leaning into her touch, showing Beca it was ok and she was indeed wanting more. Beca complied as her tongue took advantage of parted lips and now met Chloe's, deepening this kiss.

Why?

Because it felt right.

Because it's what Chloe wants.

Because I want to be Chloe's hero.

When Beca's tongue met hers, Chloe couldn't stop herself either as a soft whimper escaped her. A noise Beca swore then and there she'd do anything to hear again.

It doesn't go unnoticed that Beca's ego may have been inflated by said noise either. Convinced that she had somehow evened the odds from the noise(s) Chloe elicited from her earlier, but now she wanted more.

Chloe wanted more.

Beca refused to acknowledge otherwise. She was doing this because it felt right and because it's what Chloe wanted. That's the only logic because Beca doesn't do this for herself.

She doesn't act like an eager teenage boy excited by the fact she was kissing the hottest girl, now with tongue. She doesn't feel horny because she was touching another girl and could feel the curve of her boobs. And she definitely wasn't curious about the curve of Chloe's ass and how it would feel in her hand as it made the way there.

Beca's hand lingered, even squeezed Chloe's behind before it continued down her thighs and to the back of Chloe's knee to guide her leg around her and secure it to bring Chloe even closer. That's the plan now, closeness. Her hand back on Chloe's seat to bring her closer, and without much needed guidance Chloe was grinding against her and she was loving it. Chloe.

Beca's convinced her mind had been shut down since those three words were said to her and refused to reboot. With every pant and mini moan that Chloe gave her, it remained shut off and her actions were driven by ego and her want to give Chloe whatever she wanted. The redhead was now grinding against her with a very clear need, and Beca could feel it. Feel the heat radiating from Chloe and the little fabric of Chloe's shorts and Beca's pyjamas did very little to keep Beca from feeling how turned on Chloe was. This gave Beca and her ego a whole new goal, a whole new idea of what Chloe wanted and without fail brought the redhead to grind even closer. Brought her to moan just a little louder.

Beca finally broke their kiss, to which Chloe tried to speak but failed - Beca's name was cut off from leaving her lips as the brunette found Chloe's neck. Simultaneously, Beca's hand now courageous enough to make the way to cup Chloe's breast in its entirety and the other on the curve of Chloe's behind squeezing her closer, guiding her rhythm and letting her know it's ok to grind against her as much as she needed.

Beca's new objective, bring Chloe to orgasm.

Chloe wasn't sure how this all transpired but didn't care. Once she jumped off the cliff and got in the metaphorical water with Beca everything became a blur of desire. A want for physical attention and her body instinctively was seeking relief from Beca. Her hips moved on their own, seeking friction against the smaller brunette. Her mind blank aside from the overwhelming realisation that it was Beca giving her all this pleasure. Kissing her neck, guiding her hips, grabbing her ass... she knew because it was Beca groaning against her neck that she panted a little louder, her heart raced a little faster and she was oh so close to her end. An end she felt closer to with every surprise from the brunette, and may have elicited too loud a moan with her name as Beca's fingers played with her nipple pushing right over her another edge.

Her body shudders and her legs tightened its hold on Beca as she was done. Her release hitting her with a wave she didn't think could be this strong with clothes on and or by Beca. Someone she's called her best friend for years and had no idea she even knew what to do. Yet she had come undone with her guidance and it felt amazing.

"Chloe?" Beca was panting, blaming it on the work out of pulling and pushing with every motion of Chloe's hips. She figured that the redhead had finished but just to be sure... she watched her face until blue eyes opened and looked at her in a way she'd never seen before. A way she wanted to see again. Her face flush, her lips still parted, slightly plump from all the kisses, and eyes now looking for something.

"Beca…" Chloe panted her name. She wanted to ask what that was about but knew Beca would be in a weird mental state about it. She always denied her own instincts one way or another and didn't want to push the brunette into addressing that tonight.

The brunette simply leaned in and kissed her once again softly, before she cuddled closer, head resting against Chloe's chest, hands all retracted to the safe zone of Chloe's waist and a grin on her face ready to sleep now that she achieved her ego's goal.

She made Chloe orgasm.

Meanwhile, just outside Emily was wide awake and heard everything. Originally she thought it may have been one of the other girls mumbling in their sleep. She wondered if it was the Australian, but Amy was snoring rhythmically. She was about to get up to check, but when it was rather obvious someone was getting it on she stayed in bed and at hearing Chloe moan Beca's name Emily figured it out.