Beca made herself comfortable at the bar and took in her surroundings. This place had been the perfect choice. It was a dimly lit, mostly empty speakeasy with a wide selection of whiskeys. But more importantly, according to all the reviews she'd read, it was very kink-friendly, meaning no pictures, and everyone minded their own business. She looked over the whiskey selection, it was indeed very varied and contained bottles that were discontinued or impossible to find unless you knew somebody who knew somebody.
The bartender walked over and Beca's jaw almost dropped. The bartender was an attractive tall blonde person in a very tight ponytail. They wore the typical bartender outfit, complete with a black vest, black tie, and a white shirt with their sleeves rolled up, showing off full-sleeve tattoos on both arms. A pair of black square glasses hid their seductive light green eyes. And they had black tunnel gauges in their ears that made Beca wonder if they had a high threshold for pain like Stacie. But what really drew Beca's eyes were the intricate and colorful giant butterfly on their slim neck. And Aubrey thought I was alt.
"See anything you like?" the bartender asked playfully when they caught Beca staring at them.
Beca froze for a second and thought, what is it about tall blondes that always gets me all flustered and weird, ugh!
Beca chastised herself for staring and then cleared her throat, a little embarrassed. "I do," her eyes meeting the bartender's then quickly shifting down to the menu. "That's a very nice selection." She pointed at the massive quantity of whiskies. Nice save Beca!
The bartender turned and chuckled. "Thank you, I suggested most of these, I'm very picky."
"You-you really know your stuff," Beca stammered.
The blonde leaned forward and rested their elbow on the bar and their chin propped on their fist, staring deep into Beca's cobalt blue eyes. "I know what I like, but you never answered my question, see anything you like?"
Beca narrowed her gaze and, steeling herself, leaned closer to the bartender, her voice dropping to an almost whisper. "Seeing as how you are the expert, why don't you choose something special for me?"
The bartender smiled playfully and studied her for a second, then turned to the collection of bottles behind them. Once their back was to Beca, she was able to breathe, and she quickly fanned herself, feeling a little out of her depth. But she couldn't deny she was having fun. The bartender selected something off the shelf and turned around to face Beca once more. Beca immediately composed herself.
"Hmm, for a cutie like you, I've got just the thing." They revealed a very familiar bottle. "Angel's Envy. Cask strength."
Beca couldn't help but grinned, she was quite familiar with this particular bourbon. In fact, she saved that brand specifically for these very special occasions.
"That's a good one!" Beca responded a little too eager and awkward and then caught herself and leaned back trying to play it cool. "I mean, like, yeah, I know it."
The bartender smiled noticing how adorably awkward their patron was being. "Oh you haven't had this one, cutie, it's the 2023 Rye limited edition, less than 6 thousand bottles produced, 114 proof, it's hot and sweet. Kinda like you."
Beca did her best to ignore the obvious flirt, but the blush on her cheeks betrayed her as she studied the bottle carefully. The bartender had been right, she hadn't had this one, and that was because it was a very expensive bottle and difficult to find. Without being asked, the blonde opened the bottle and poured two ounces into a crystal tumbler.
"I'll give you the employee discount." The bartender winked, and as they pushed the glass towards Beca, she noticed the tattoos on the bartender's fingers just below the knuckles, they spelled "They" and "Them".
"Oh, wow, that is like really nice of you."
"I'm Dani, by the way." The bartender extended their hand.
"I'm Beca and really thank you, Dani." Beca shook their hand, she couldn't help but notice how soft and gentle their hands were as their touch lingered for a few seconds longer than expected. Once she had her hand back, Beca without taking her eyes off of the bartender, lifted the glass and brought it to her nose, detecting fragrant notes of honey and orange zest. She took a sip and immediately felt the high alcohol content, but the fire settled down as quick as it came. She let that first sip coat the inside of her mouth and swallowed, but paid no mind to it, the first sip wasn't meant to be savored anyway.
Now with her palate properly acclimated, she went for a second sip, this time properly experiencing its rich complexity. It was an intricate dance of pears, caramelized sugar, and very forward-rich rye spices. Beca unconsciously closed her eyes, and threw her head back, letting the Kentucky hug engulf her and awaken something within.
That's it, that's the feeling.
The bartender grinned, enjoying Beca's reaction to their choice, completely unaware of the transformation happening before their eyes. "Well?"
Beca opened her eyes, coming back to this moment, then looking at the blonde in front of her said with a tone much different from before, "Well, I was thinking, that I was right."
"You were right?" The bartender repeated with a raised eyebrow.
"In letting you choose." Beca's voice dripped with confidence. As she spoke, her body language shifted, straightened, and the bartender could swear they saw a fire in the brunette's eyes that wasn't there before. Drinking the Angel's Envy triggered a Pavlovian response in Beca. It reawakened a version of her that was well versed in the language of leather and chains, who relished in the cracking and snapping sound of leather striking flesh, and was quite comfortable with the uncomfortable constriction of latex and ball gags. Beca leaned back on her stool and fixed the bartender with a penetrating gaze.
"Oh!" The response caught the blonde off guard, the shift in the cute brunette's presence was palpable and magnetic. It was as if the woman before them was emitting a dominant and forceful aura that they couldn't help but feel drawn to. Unconsciously they took a step back. It was as if with only her steel blue gaze, the brunette was telling Dani to get on their knees and they could feel their heart pounding. Dani felt this primal urge to submit and surrender completely to her.
Both were so focused on each other at that moment that neither noticed the beautiful redhead walking up behind the brunette.
"Excuse me, miss, is anyone sitting here?"
Beca whirled around to face Chloe. The blonde now released from the brunette's spell was able to breathe and decided to take this opportunity to scurry away and think about what the hell just happened. But not without noticing the beautiful redhead that had captured the cute brunette's attention. Beca could see the bartender carefully walking away.
Beca gave her girlfriend all of her attention. As always, the redhead before her was a vision. The woman stole the spotlight, her sheer radiance made the world around her blur. Chloe was wearing an off-the-shoulder yellow dress with matching stilettos. She had her hair up in a classic updo that somehow drew you into her pale cerulean eyes. It didn't matter that Beca lived with this woman, that they'd been together for so long, she never ceased to take her breath away. And Beca allowed herself to revert to her normal self because with Chloe she didn't need Angel's Envy, the woman knew how to awake the Domme within her with ease. And besides the redhead could melt anyone with her smile, and Beca was no exception. She just has a Ph.D. in all things Chloe.
"How do I look?" Chloe asked with a confident smile and a cute twirl.
"Just incredible, Chloe, I love the new hairstyle."
"Aw, thanks, sweetie, figured I'd try something new." Chloe swayed her shoulders then she leaned forward and kissed her. It wasn't their usual greeting kiss, it was an appetizer. As she kissed the brunette, Chloe's pale blue eyes opened and settled on the blonde bartender, who was trying their hardest not to stare, though their blush was visible in the dim light of the bar. And Chloe gave them a wink.
They broke apart and Beca was a little out of breath from her girlfriend's kiss.
"You look great too, I love it when you get all suited up," Chloe said as she lovingly ran her fingers over Beca's collar, straightening it.
"Yeah? You like it?" Beca looked down at her outfit. She was wearing a slim-fitting black blazer with a white shirt, a black tie, and black tight ankle-length pants with black high heels.
"Oh yeah, all bossy-like, it's really doing it for me," Chloe said with a nod, then leaned forward, resting her forehead on Beca's. She looked over at the bartender. "So you made a new friend?"
Beca smiled and whispered, "I may have made us a new friend."
Chloe looked at the bartender, noticing just how captivating their presence was. The way their sleeves were rolled up, revealing strong arms adorned with intricate tattoos with secret meanings. She couldn't help but admire how meticulous care was evident in the bartender's short and perfectly manicured nails. But what Chloe found the most alluring of all was how their hands had the quality of an artisan, they possessed a mixture of dexterity, skill, and gentleness. And as Beca had, Chloe noticed the tattoos on their fingers and whispered to Beca.
"They're cute," Chloe admitted softly.
"Not as cute as you," Beca said, turning back to her girlfriend.
Pleased by this, Chloe smiled, and wrapped her arms around Beca's neck. "And that's the correct response to that. So what should I get?" Chloe looked over at the wide selection of bottles.
"Why don't you ask Dani, they have good taste,"
"Dani? OK, and I totally I noticed that they have good taste," Chloe teased then waved the bartender over, who took a deep breath and walked over to what was possibly the most attractive couple they'd ever seen in this bar.
"Yes. Hi! Um, can I get you anything, miss?" they asked as they slid a drinks' menu towards her. They could hear their heartbeat, the beautiful couple was definitely casting a spell on them.
"Hi Dani, I'm Chloe" Chloe extended her right hand. Dani shook it and was surprised when Chloe didn't let go. "May I?"
Dani was unsure what she meant but nodded anyway. Chloe pulled their hand in and carefully examined it as she gently caressed it, her touch sending shivers down Dani's spine. "Wow your hands are so soft and pretty!"
"Oh! Um, thank you!." Dani was taken aback by the compliment. It wasn't unusual for patrons to flirt with them, but they've never had their hands complimented and they were flattered.
"Well that's a shame, they are very nice hands."Chloe released them. "So my girlfriend here tells me you have good taste." Chloe wrapped her arms around Beca's neck
"I do," the bartender stifled a stammer, they were a professional after all and they knew that they had to maintain their composure. The redhead was playful and flirtatious, the way she swayed her head somehow reminded them of their cat back home. The brunette left you no choice but to be drawn to her, but this one, you wanted to be drawn to her, you wanted to find out more and learn just how playful she truly could be.
"You know we've -" Chloe pointed at herself and at Beca then untangled herself from Beca leaning forward on the bar "- never been the kind to follow the rules, so maybe you could recommend something that's a little um… off the menu?" Chloe said as she pushed the menu back with one finger. Beca rested her elbow on the bar as she watched amused as Chloe flirted with the bartender.
"Sure, I can do that, would you like something sweet, or -"
"Sweet, the answer to that is always sweet," Chloe interrupted. She licked her lips and as her aquamarine eyes widened, the endless pale waters behind them became a powerful and hypnotizing whirlpool.
"Something sweet, totally! I can do that!" The still very red bartender replied hastily as they took a step backward, and got to work fixing Chloe, a cocktail that would end up being their Magnus Opus. Beca couldn't help but chuckle, there it was again, a full blast of the famous Chloe Beale charm, and if you weren't ready for it, it could knock you on your ass.
"That was cruel, Chlo."
"What?" Chloe asked innocently.
"You know what you did!" But Beca was laughing, she had learned to enjoy how playfully flirty her girlfriend was.
Chloe laughed, "Come on, let's find someplace nice and dark, so I can ravage you," Chloe started to lead Beca by her tie.
"Yes ma'am," Beca, grabbing her purse and drink, let Chloe lead her away from the bar. As they walked past the still-blushing bartender, they gave her a devilish smile.
Beca and Chloe sat across from each other in a dimly lit booth off in a distant corner, far from prying eyes.
Beca looking at the woman across from her said "So I kinda have something for you,"
"Oh?" Chloe crooned.
Beca reached into her purse and pulled out the black velvet box. Chloe's eyes lit up at the sight of a box that very obviously depicted jewelry.
"Oh, Beca!" Chloe exclaimed as she covered her mouth with her hands.
"Chloe Beale, will you-"
"Yes?" Chloe asked expectantly.
Beca opened the box slowly as she said. "Be my sub?" Inside the box, there was a beautiful custom-made red leather choker. Chloe gasped at the sight. It was beautiful. She took it out of the box and examined it carefully. She could tell that it was made by an expert artisan and carefully dyed to match her favorite latex outfit. Embossed along the side was the lettering, "Property of Beca." There was an O-ring on the front.
Chloe couldn't help but smile at it. Had it been anyone else, Chloe would have protested being called property, but she knew the playful nature of the game, and besides if anything they simply belonged to each other. She looked up at an eager Beca and said, "Aw, baby! Yes, I would love to be your sub for life." She leaned over the table and kissed her.
Beca's eyes widened for a second, for life? There was something there, something new she hadn't considered. Beca decided to push that down for now and focus on the redhead smiling at her, who was already carefully putting the choker on her slim neck. Beca wasn't sure why collaring Chloe had made her so nervous.
This is what a Domme is supposed to do, right? Beca wondered, she had talked about this with Aubrey, and she even recommended the leather craftsman, but it felt like she was faking it.
The choker didn't quite match her beautiful yellow dress, but Chloe didn't care, she could see how much thought Beca put into this, and she would gladly wear it whenever she wanted.
"You really like it?" Beca asked, a bit nervous. She wondered if more experienced Dommes were ever this anxious about collaring their subs because this was a big deal for her. This was a carryover from all they had learned in their time in Hotel California, and it represented a commitment to a new lifestyle they both wanted.
"It's absolutely perfect, thank you! So what should I call you? Mistress? Goddess? Oh, Captain? Oh! What about Capitán, but like in Spanish!" Chloe asked.
Beca blinked. She hadn't thought about a title for herself. This was so much easier in Hotel California with Aubrey there to give her pointers. Out in the real world, she was all on her own and while she knew this was what she wanted, she felt a bit clueless. Beca thought about it for a second.
"Mistress is fine," Beca said, but she still felt uncertain, the title didn't quite fit. She'll have to talk about this with Aubrey later.
"Mistress Beca I like it!" Chloe said with a beaming smile.
"So, are you ready to play?" Beca asked, as a mischievous smile creeped on her face.
Chloe nodded excitedly and after glancing around the room she excused herself and went to the bathroom. Beca signaled the bartender for another round. Beca exhaled and fixed her hair for a second. She reached into her purse and pulled out a black velvet box and hid it next to her. She shifted a little bit nervously in her seat. Dani came over and placed another tumbler of bourbon in front of Beca and a colorful cocktail for Chloe, and looked disappointed that the beautiful redhead wasn't there, and they couldn't see her tasting their masterpiece.
"Thanks." Beca smiled at the bartender, who returned the smile but they were still weary of staring too deeply into Beca's eyes, they didn't want to fall under her spell again. Not while they were working at least.
As soon as the bartender left, a familiar song started to play. "Take Me To Church" by Hozier. She coughed and thought, Figures. Then she noticed Chloe coming back from the bathroom, blushing with an eager smile but walking a bit funny.
"Nice walk," Beca teased with a grin.
"It's more of a wobble than anything." Chloe giggled and noticed the cocktail in front of her. It was a gin cocktail on the rocks served in a highball glass, layered with deep blue, purple, and red colors, and decorated beautifully with blackberries, cherries, and a sprig of mint. Chloe stared at it, pleased.
"You should try a sip before Dani has a stroke" Beca signaled over to the bar where Dani was staring intently as they repeatedly twisted the washrag in their hands. Chloe looked over and leaned into her glass and delicately sipped at her straw. Beca had to roll her eyes, she was really laying it on thick tonight.
The cocktail was an explosion of orange and lemon citrus, blackberries, and the herbal taste of hibiscus tea and cherries. It was absolutely delicious, and Chloe smiled and then lifted her glass towards the bartender, thanking her. The bartender audibly sighed in relief. Beca laughed at that and took another sip of her bourbon.
"So… did you?" Beca gestured with her eyes southward.
"Yeah," Chloe's blush turned crimson. "Yeah, it's- um in,"
"Are you good then?"
"Yeah, I'm good, it's um…" Chloe exhaled, her eyes closed, and shifted a little bit. "It's, um, yeah, it's pretty good." She giggled.
"Yeah?" Beca asked as she pressed her tongue against her teeth.
"Oh yeah." Chloe nodded with bright eyes and a smile.
Beca pulled out her phone from her coat and placed it on the table. Chloe eyed it expectantly.
"So?" Beca touched her phone, opening an app that activated the vibrator inside Chloe. She had gone all out on this purchase, and after perusing the many available options, she opted for the Lush 3. The red vibrating egg had a fixed tail that Chloe was able to secure over her clit, providing both clitoral and vaginal stimulation. Beca had spent all of yesterday trying to figure out the contraption and the app, and was pleased to find that the vibrator was relatively similar and obviously simpler than her own music production software. With the app, she was able to not only manually control the intensity, but she could also create loops with premade patterns and even use some of her own music to influence the level and intensity of vibrations.
This was their first time trying it, and they wanted to save it for a special night. Beca started out manually controlling the intensity. She increased it to around 20%. Chloe's reaction to it was immediate, her body slightly jerked involuntarily. "Oh, shoot Beca! I- uh" Chloe gasped and closed her eyes in response.
"You ready?" Beca asked as she increased the intensity to 30%. Chloe leaned forward, and her face scrunched up as she held back a moan.
"Yeah, I'm ready." Chloe nodded, her eyes still closed.
Beca raised an eyebrow. "You wanna try that again?" Beca grinned, increasing the intensity of the vibrator to 40%.
"Um holy… woo," Chloe exclaimed and fanned herself, then took a deep breath. "Um, OK, I meant to say that I'm ready, Mistress Beca." Chloe was trying to speak, trying to hold back her moans, her eyes were shut tight, and she slammed her fist against the table.
Beca was smiling and looked around, making sure no one noticed what they were doing. Chloe leaned back on her seat and pursed her lips, while she looked up and tapped her fingernails against the table.
"You all right to continue or need a break?" Beca asked, checking in on her.
"Uh-huh, I'm totally fine. It's just a lot more intense than I thought, mistress."
"Oh yeah? Good to know, then." Beca decreased the intensity down to a whisper. It wasn't much, but Chloe was able to grab her drink and take a sip. She was flushed and smiling.
"How's your drink? Good?" Beca asked as she gestured to it with her eyes.
"Um, yeah, it's really good. Would you like to try some?"
Beca raised an eyebrow expectantly and with some circling random motions on the phone she increased and decreased the vibration and pulse exponentially, making Chloe gasp and lean forward, her eyes screwed shut again as she squirmed. She wanted to laugh out loud but restrained herself. Beca decreased it back down to a soft whisper.
"I'm sorry, what I meant to say was would you like to try some, Mistress?" Chloe used a seductive emphasis on that last word, making Beca grin.
"Much better and yes, thank you."
Chloe extended her drink towards Beca, gesturing for her to take it. Beca had other plans and leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the little straw, and as she did so she started tapping at the phone, sending pulsing waves of pleasure through her. Chloe was trying her hardest not to shake and failing. Beca looked at her with her steel blue eyes as she sucked on the straw, tasting the drink. She stopped and said, "Careful, don't spill it, you wouldn't want to disappoint the cute bartender, would you?"
"O-oh y-yes M-mistress," Chloe whimpered, trying to keep her hand steady as Beca slowly drank from the straw and she continued the rhythmic tapping. The sight of Beca drinking her cocktail and staring at her, while the vibrator fiercely pulsed inside of her, driving her to her threshold and then reeling back. Chloe was starting to rethink choosing a colorful dress.
Beca not wanting to let Chloe relax too much decided to increase the tempo of her tapping, Chloe almost spilled her drink and Beca leaned back against her seat and watched her. Chloe slammed the glass on the table and leaned back again and closed her eyes, enjoying the pulsing pleasure. She grabbed the napkin in front of her and started to twist it. She crossed her legs, her chest visibly rising and falling faster and faster. Beca could feel herself getting aroused, watching Chloe in the deep throes of her lust, stoked her own fire.
Beca lowered it back down to a low murmur. Chloe opened her eyes, grateful for the brief respite. She looked at Beca, her eyes were glazed over with lust, she was seconds from climbing over the table and jumping her. Beca recognized that distinctive look in her girlfriend's eyes, and quickly scanned their surroundings, catching the eye of the bartender who was staring at them, they were biting their lip, then noticing they'd been caught staring gasped and looked away and pretended to be busy doing something else. Beca chuckled at that, she didn't mind being watched. But apart from them, the few patrons were all minding their business. The dim light helped keep their escapade discreet.
Beca produced a small chain leash from her purse quickly clasped it to Chloe's collar and said, "Come on, I have an idea,"
And she softly pulled Chloe by the leash and led her towards the bathroom, as she glanced over at the beautiful bartender. Chloe, deep in subspace, didn't notice and didn't care, she focused on obeying her Domme.
The bartender, noticing the leash, stared after them in awe. That's why she felt the way she did around the short brunette. Seeing her now, expertly leading the redhead, each step more confident and commanding than the last, made her yearn for a leash of her own as she unconsciously placed a hand around her own neck. Without looking, she grabbed the nearest bottle, poured herself a shot, and downed it. She then coughed and scowled at the taste and looked at the bottle, she had just drank a shot of Everclear, "Oh shit."
The women's bathroom was small, but it was clean and tidy. It was dimly lit and the walls were painted green and purple, with random nonsensical decorations like empty golden frames and assorted clocks. It made no aesthetic sense whatsoever, but that was the vibe of this hipster, speakeasy. However, it had the necessary practical amenities of any bar bathroom, a single stall, and a large sink attached to the wall with a large gold frame mirror. Beca locked the door behind her.
"Take off your panties," She commanded.
Chloe obeyed and carefully slid them off. As she did so, Beca admired how shapely and strong her legs looked. The act itself was captivating and sensual, and Beca gulped hard. She could feel her sense of control starting to waiver. She cleared her throat and looked at Chloe.
"Let's go into the stall,"
"Yes, mistress," Chloe obeyed and followed Beca.
The second Chloe entered, she shoved her mistress against the stall door and kissed her deeply. It was cramped inside the stall and intimate, but they could maneuver inside it. Chloe couldn't hold back anymore and moaned loudly into Beca's kiss. Chloe undid Beca's tie and unbuttoned the top of her shirt, gently caressing Beca's collarbone.
"Hmm, Mistress," Chloe whispered. She moved lower, kissing as much of Beca's skin as she could without removing her shirt.
"Chloe…" Beca moaned as she started to lose control of the situation. Chloe whispering mistress in her ear was making her quiver.
"D-did you know what this toy, uh- has a lot of neat features,"
"No, tell me more, mistress," Chloe responded in between hungry kisses.
"You can actually use it with music,"
"Hm that's interesting mistress," Chloe responded, not really paying attention, fully committed to ravaging her girlfriend.
Beca looked up, focusing on the dim overhead lights, her mouth was slightly open as she savored Chloe kissing her neck. This was their first time doing it in a public place that wasn't Hotel California.
"Yeah um, for example," Beca opened the music tab on the app and selected a track, it was Titanium by David Guetta. The familiar hook from the synthesizer began and Chloe could already feel it like waves within her. Chloe stopped what she was doing and as her body trembled, she rested her head on Beca's shoulder.
"Oh, that's not fair, mistress,"
"I know, do you want me to stop?" Beca teased.
Chloe shook her head and as the song began she melted into nothingness. Chloe softly breathed, "Sing it for me mistress,"
Beca with a gentle smile leaned her lips to Chloe's ear and began singing as the beat of the drums kept the time inside of her.
"You shout it out, But I can't hear a word you say,
I'm talking loud, not saying much,"
Beca sang at a low quiet but clean tone, it was melodic and beautiful and Chloe thought this was completely unfair, all Beca had to do was sing for her on a normal day, and she'd melt, but pairing her beautiful voice to the rhythmic vibrator inside of her was torture. She felt floaty, almost as if in a trance. Chloe's hand reached over and grabbed hold of Beca's sleeve and her grip tightened, she tried to hum the song, but her soft moans broke through.
"I'm criticized, but all your bullets ricochet."
"Sing with me." Beca softly commanded, Chloe nodded and tried to join in with her own beautiful and clear voice. But as she sang, the vibrations continued, they pulsated softly and interrupted her.
"You shoot down, but I get up."
"I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose."
Chloe loved this song, and she wanted her tone to be as clean as possible, but her voice still sounded, strained, somewhere between a moan and a whimper, her breathing was heavy and sometimes her voice would spike.
"Fire away, Fire away."
"Ricochet, you take your aim."
This truly was delicious torture, her insides were on fire, and as her body evaporated, she could hear Beca softly singing beautifully into her ear. She did her best to sing, though now it was more like a whisper, and still they managed to harmonize.
"Fire away, fire away."
"You shoot me down, But I won't fall."
Ecstasy, Chloe wondered if she'd ever used that word and truly meant it, she was sure she'd used it or thought about it before with Beca, but this was something else entirely.
"I am titanium."
This was an amalgamation, a holistic sensual moment just between the two of them, her body nearing an impossibly deep climax, her heart full of love, and her brain swam with happy endorphins, sending her into a trance.
"You shoot me down, But I won't fall."
"I am titanium."
And at the end of that verse, the beat sent a continuous pulsing wave while Beca sang beautifully and when Chloe climaxed to her girlfriend's voice and the pulsing beat within, it felt gentle, almost like a rising wave that washed over her and brought her a sense of calm and tranquility. Inside her head there was only a vast sea of white emptiness, but somewhere within its depths there lay a very distant memory from many years ago.
"That song is my jam, my lady jam." Chloe had said that day, her eyes sparkling with hope, and joy after finding a true diamond in the rough.
"That's nice," The woman who would become the love of her life responded bashfully as she tried her best to hide her blush and her naked body.
"It is, that song really builds." At the time Chloe truly believed she understood what she had meant, but tonight, in this public bathroom in this quiet, dim, speakeasy she truly understood how much the song builds on itself, especially when the woman you love whispers it into your ear. And having a vibrator pulse to the beat also helped. Chloe's trembling legs finally gave, and she almost fell to her knees, but Beca quickly grabbed her.
"Shit, Chloe, are you OK?"
"Yeah, Oh God, yeah, I'm alright, baby, that was just - that was intense," Chloe whispered trying to catch her breath.
Beca grinned, her hands now wrapped around Chloe's waist, helping her stay upright.
"Are you sure, Chloe?"
"Yeah, just a little shaky, and um unsteady, what about you though?" Chloe asked as her eyes drifted downwards.
"It's fine, you'll just have to owe me one," Beca winked, knowing full well the woman would definitely deliver, "besides we should go soon."
"Think we'll be late?" Chloe asked Beca.
"To the munch?" Beca looked at the time on her watch as it was close to midnight. "No, I don't think this is the kind of place where punctuality is that big of a deal."
"Unless it's a kink," Chloe quipped, starting to recover control over her faculties.
"If being on time is a kink, it's certainly a kink you don't have."
Chloe gasped, "Wow Becs really?"
"Sorry, it was right there!" Beca laughed.
"Fine, I'll let you have this one,
"Do you still need time? We can go sit at the booth for a minute,"
"No, I'll be fine, can you get the Uber?"
"Done," Beca replied as she requested an Uber Black, it was a special night after all.
After a second, Chloe asked, "What about the bartender?"
"What about them?" Beca asked, confused.
"Well, they're really cute…"
Chloe said with a glint in her eyes, Beca understanding, chuckled and nodded.
As they made their way out of the bar, the couple stopped at the bar and asked for their bill.
"Ladies, Oh, are you leaving?" Dani asked, they couldn't pretend they weren't disappointed over their favorite couple leaving. They cleared their throat and quickly added,"Is there anything else I can get you?" with a hint of hope in their voice, before handing Beca the bill.
Beca barely looked at it, dropped several large bills, knowing that whatever was left would be a very generous tip. And the couple exchanged knowing looks and smiled.
Chloe then turned to the bartender and said, "Actually, there is one more thing you could give us before we leave," she gestured to Dani to lean forward which they hesitatingly did, and Chloe reached over and playfully grabbed their tie and said, "Your phone number, we wouldn't want our evening to end without a chance to see those pretty hands of yours again."
Beca stared amused as Dani, without looking away from Chloe's hypnotizing gaze, grabbed a cocktail napkin and hastily scribbled their number.
It was half past midnight and Aubrey and Stacie were fast asleep in their bed. Stacie as always had her sleep mask on, while Aubrey slept on her side facing Stacie. As they slept, they held hands. Interrupting their sleep, the darkness of the room turned blue. Aubrey's phone vibrated loudly on the nightstand, disrupting their sleep.
"Who is it?" Stacie reached over to grab the phone and accidentally smacked Aubrey in the face with her open hand.
"Ow! Stacie, stop! Jeez, what the hell!" Aubrey tried to push her hand away and rubbed where Stacie hit her.
"Turn it off!" Stacie mumbled as she turned to the side.
Aubrey opened her eyes and grabbed the phone. It was Beca requesting a video chat.
"Hold on baby, it's Beca," said Aubrey.
"Hmmm," Stacie whined and waved her off.
Aubrey shook her head and decided to answer the call in bed as payback for hitting her in the face. Chloe's face appeared on the screen.
"Girls, it's the middle of the night, what's going on?"
"Hi, Aubrey!" Chloe chirped excitedly, "Oh shoot I'm sorry, did we wake you up?" Chloe said with a slightly embarrassed smile, but Aubrey caught the slight tell-tale slur in her tone.
"Let me talk to her!" Beca was screaming excitedly off to the side.
"No, you go over there and calm down! I'll talk to her."
Aubrey could see Chloe fighting to keep Beca at bay.
"What's going on, is that Beca? Have you guys been drinking?" Aubrey asked, still drowsy and a little confused.
"Um yeah, and yeah we had a few drinks and - Ow! Beca! Did you just pinch me?" Chloe yelled as she glared at Beca who was staring at her with a wide goofy grin.
"Well, then let me talk to her!" Beca insisted.
"Fine! Jesus! Sorry, Aubrey, she's your problem now," Chloe shrugged and surrendered the phone.
"Oh OK? Something wrong Beca?"
"Ugh, what is her deal!" Stacie groaned as she sat up and lifted her eye mask.
"Aubrey! Hey Aubrey, wait, can you see me?" Beca was staring a bit wide-eyed at the phone.
"Yeah, I can see you Beca. What's going on,"
"Aubrey, just where the hell did you send us?" Beca asked, both amused and angry.
"What do you mean?"
"The Munch or whatever it's called, Aubrey!"
"Oh, that was tonight? How'd it go?" Aubrey yawned.
"Are you fucking serious, Aubrey, you mean you didn't know?"
"Beca you need to take a step back and take a deep breath."
"Aubrey, the place was in a basement, dude! The walls were literally concrete! And everyone there was 60 and above! What the hell, Aubrey!"
"Tell her what you did!" Chloe chimed in, giggling.
"She doesn't need to know that, Chlo!" Beca turned to answer Chloe.
"Jesus, what happened?" Aubrey sighed
"Did she say that - everyone was 60 years and older?" Stacie asked, trying not to laugh.
"No, no, not funny Stace! Not funny! The second we walked in everyone fucking froze to stare at us! Like we were fresh meat or something. It was like some fucked up episode of the Twilight Zone."
"Can you imagine if we had worn our outfits," Chloe added.
"Man, if you had walked in wearing your red outfit they would have had to call paramedics, no doubt!" Beca laughed, Aubrey could really tell that Beca was buzzed. She always got a bit louder and more excited than usual. Stacie, noticing the same thing, started laughing and Aubrey was trying her hardest not to join her.
"Stop smiling, it's not funny, Aubrey! Some dude walked up to us and said the grossest shit I'd ever heard."
"Please tell her what you did!" Chloe pleaded as she tried to hold back her laughter.
"Oh God Beca what did you do?" Aubrey asked, though she had a feeling she already knew.
"She punched someone!" Chloe yelled.
"Shut up! But yeah, just a bit."
"Don't tell me to shut up!" Chloe protested.
"Fine, I'm sorry Chlo, I just, I'm upset! Babe-" Beca tried to apologize.
"Oh God, Beca! Again?" Aubrey shook her head. She could hear Beca apologizing to Chloe in the background.
Stacie, now interested, leaned forward and asked, "What'd she do?"
"Apparently Beca punched someone, and she might be in the dog house," Aubrey answered Stacie.
"Ha! Classic B!" Stacie laughed again.
Beca came back on the screen and said, "Dude! You would have done the same thing! This asshole grabbed Chloe's choker and asked her where her owner was, and when I stepped up to him, he laughed and called me petite!"
"Oh damn," Aubrey and Stacie said in unison. No one calls Beca petite and leaves unscathed.
"And now we're banned from going back!" Chloe laughed.
"Good! Who wants to go back to that hellhole anyway?"
"Hell yeah, B, good on you! I would have done the same thing," Stacie chimed in.
"Not if I got to him first," Aubrey said through gritted teeth, thinking about the Smith & Wesson she keeps in her purse, with her voice dripping with poison. "No I agree with Beca, that was extremely inappropriate, but don't worry I'm about to rain hellfire on this place, I'll have the place shut down by the end of the week!" Aubrey was pissed, she knew some of these munches could be a crap shoot, but consent for everything was the most sacred and unbreakable rule in all of them.
"Aw, yes, my boo is going full Karen on the place," Stacie said proudly.
"I really don't appreciate being called Karen, Stacie, but yeah I'm sorry guys, I should have vetted this place more thoroughly."
"It's OK Aubrey, it's not your fault! We're fine overall, we just got a little riled up," Chloe chimed in
"Chloe's right, I'm sorry I'm pissed, but it's not at you! I just ugh!" Beca grumbled.
"It's adorable when you get all aggro like this" Aubrey said with a smile
"Yeah, I stan for an aggro B," Stacie said with a nod, as she leaned into Aubrey's neck, making her close her eyes and shiver.
"Oh, tell me about it! I'm about to rock my little boxer's world when we get home." Chloe giggled.
"Chlo!"
"Do I really need to remind you what we've all done together?"
"Fine, whatever." Beca rolled her eyes at her girlfriend.
"Hey girls, the Uber is here," said a new feminine voice in the background. Aubrey and Stacie, noticing the new voice, looked at each other.
"Hey, who's that?" Stacie was the first to ask.
"Oh um," Beca blushed as she looked off to somewhere Aubrey and Stacie couldn't see.
"Well after we left that bullshit place we went back to the bar, and had a few drinks and um…"
Chloe yanking the phone off Beca's hand said happily "Look! We made a new friend! They're name is Dani!" Chloe pulled the cute blonde bartender into the camera, so her friends could see them, they shyly said, "Hi!"
Stacie and Aubrey, surprised in unison, responded, "Hi!"
"They're really cute," Aubrey admitted.
"Yeah, they look fun!" Stacie said excitedly. She was already imagining what those three would be doing in a few minutes.
The cute bartender looking at the other two beautiful women on the phone screen said, "Wow! Are all your friends just super hot?"
"Yes!" All four women responded in unison.
"Now give me back the phone!" Beca took the phone back from Chloe.
"So yeah… that - that happened, so um we should like to go," Beca said, blushing slightly and looking off into the distance.
"Damn B, I'm jealous! Wish I was there."
"Stacie!" Aubrey reprimanded.
"Sorry babe... I meant to say we BOTH wish we were there, better?" Stacie teased.
Aubrey rolled her eyes and after clearing her throat said "Anyway I'm sorry you guys had a bad experience with your first munch, but you know Big John's Halloween party is coming up, he's doing the whole Carnival of the Bizarre thing, he'd love for you to come. At least you know you'll be with us in safe hands."
"Safe and fwbrwibra vye tiy j====jiqukd, =hands," Stacie added as she fluttered her fingers and gave them an over-the-top wink. Beca and Chloe had to laugh.
"Yeah, we'll be there for sure," Beca said with a smile.
"Totes! I can't wait!" Chloe added.
"All right, good night, girls!" Aubrey then paused and leaned forward and said salaciously, "And have fun!"
"Yeah! Oh! And Beca try not to punch anyone on your way home!" Stacie added.
"Oh I think we will Aubrey and Stacie, I make no promises," Beca responded with a grin and hung up.
Aubrey and Stacie looked at each other and laughed. Stacie grabbed Aubrey and pulled her down.
"All things considered, they look like they're having fun," Stacie said as she wrapped her arms around Aubrey.
"Yeah, they do, don't they?" Aubrey responded, feeling proud of herself.
"Well, since I'm up, wanna…?"
"You are insatiable."
"You love it," Stacie teased as she pressed her nose against Aubrey's and gave her bunny kisses, which always made her giggle.
"Oh! God help me, I do." They kissed, but then they heard a small voice coming from the hallway.
"Mommies?" They could hear B.B.s voice next door.
Stacie and Aubrey broke apart and groaned a little frustrated. But then they looked at each other and laughed softly.
"Think she had a nightmare?" Aubrey asked.
Stacie nodded. "Yep. Welcome to parenthood," Stacie remarked with a smile.
"Raincheck?"
"You bet your sweet butt," Stacie agreed.
"Stay in bed," Aubrey leaned closer and gave her a gentle peck on the lips. "I got this."
"Thanks," Stacie murmured. She put the sleep mask back on and tried to go back to sleep. She felt a little jealous but mostly she felt a deep sense of calm and relief over the fact that the woman she loved and trusted was on her way to tuck their daughter back to bed.
To be continued...