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“I feel like I’m dreaming,” Beca mumbled, lying on her stomach and facing Chloe. “I mean...you showing up was one thing. But this, all of this, was another.”
“Believe me I know.” Chloe leaned forward and pressed her lips against Beca’s shoulder, pressing gentle pecks against her skin over and over to then rest her chin down against it and smiled at her. “But I’m glad that this happened.”
“Yeah?”
“I’ve dreamt about this and you for so long. But it was like nothing I ever imagined it was all just better”—Chloe kissed her again—“and wonderful.”
“ Wonderful. Well...previous times weren’t that impressive huh?”
Chloe squinted at her. “And what makes you think I’ve done it before?”
Beca looked back up to her from having her eyes on her fingers that were making circles on Chloe’s bare back, not really knowing if she was joking or being serious. “Wait. You’ve not?”
“I have not.”
“I mean like...with a guy too— ”
“Yes and so do I,” Chloe cooed with a smirk lingering on her face, then explaining rather plainly, “well not totally . He wanted to wait for that till we were married.”
Beca just hummed and looked back down to her hand that was on Chloe’s back, hearing the redhead then pry, “And I take it that you...you haven’t either?”
She was only going off what Beca had said about there not being anyone else and she hoped that Beca knew that and didn’t think of it as something else, but Beca picked up on what she meant and just shook her head. “No. Most of that was guessing. ”
Chloe laughed breathlessly and rested her body against Beca’s as her mouth returned to her shoulder. “Very good guesses at that.”
Beca just smiled rather bashfully which was a surprise to them both and then remained silent as she let the kisses Chloe was giving her sink in before she dared to speak again, her words coming out in a whisper, “Don’t go.”
“I’m right here.”
“You know what I mean.” Beca turned her head to her. “You have a life back in Washington. What are you going to do?”
Chloe bit her lip and glanced down to the ring on her finger, then lying beside Beca on her back and kept her eyes on her. “Do we have to have an answer for all of that right now?”
“I guess not but it’s just—I don’t want to ruin your life or something.”
“Are you kidding?” Chloe giggled and shook her head. “You’ve never come close to ruining my life, even last night I was the one who told you to bring me into the house. I was the one who told you to bring me into your bed.”
“I know but—”
Chloe put her hands onto Beca’s cheeks and pulled her down into a kiss to shut her up, it was soft and sweet, and she pulled it apart for a second to whisper. “You worry too much,” she pressed her lips to her again. “I’m here with you because I want to be.”
Did Beca feel bad? Maybe a little. She didn’t know the guy Chloe had back at home so she didn’t know what he was like but from what she heard he was an okay guy and despite how much she loved Chloe, it was a little wrong doing things behind his back but neither of them intended for it to happen. And she just kept telling herself that technically the engagement had a hold on it. With her and Chloe, there was clearly a bond, an attraction and clearly, there was love.
Chloe wanted to be here, she wanted to be with her and this was her choice. Beca was not going to turn away everything she felt for her out of obligation for someone she didn’t know. And if Chloe was as happy as she made herself out to be back in Washington then she would not be in her bed right now.
Beca pressed her forehead against Chloe’s and kept her eyes closed for a moment. “I just…” she sighed and whispered once again, “don’t go.”
Chloe looked at her and saw the plea on her expression despite her eyes being shut, she gently kissed Beca’s nose. “Don’t let me.”
Beca took her eyes to her and Chloe smiled, it was as if Chloe was asking her not to let anything come between them again. Maybe they didn’t have the finalized answers right now, but she had her here and right now that was enough, Beca smiled back at her and quickly kissed her cheek. “I’m going to get us some coffee.”
Chloe let out a small whine as Beca began to climb out of bed, grabbed one of her sweaters and slacks and made her way out of the room, and went down the stairs. She felt as if she was walking on cloud 9 every single step she was taking. For one thing, she had someone in her bed, and the second thing it being Chloe. Those two things put together were enough to make her be sure that if she were to die at any given moment she’d die happy. She made her way into the kitchen and grabbed the coffee maker to turn on, the damn thing cost her and Nancy an arm and a leg at the time of buying it but it was the best thing they ever did.
As Beca was distracted grabbing the cups and then grabbing the coffee, Chloe came up behind her and wrapped her arms around her, burying her face into her neck. She had found one of Beca’s other sweaters lying around and helped herself, it was so overgrown that it went to her thighs. It was actually the sweater Jesse got her as a joke for her size.
“Okay—I can’t make the coffee with you sucking on my neck.” Beca laughed with her attention going less on making the drinks and more on Chloe’s mouth working wonders against her neck, feeling her smile press against her skin before Chloe lifted her head and looked at her before whispering, “So. Don’t make coffee.”
Beca turned round to her and raised a brow with Chloe tugging on her sweater. “Then what would you have me do, Red?”
A mischievous grin then grew along Chloe’s face when lifting her head to her, her arms wrapping tight around Beca’s neck as she pulled her face closer to hers. “I have a suggestion.”
Beca rolled her eyes with a smile plain as day on her face before their lips came together and for the first time in her life, she ignored the coffee machine when it was finished.
They somehow ended up in the living room on the floor with the blanket from the couch covering their bodies. Considering they didn’t get that much sleep last night and stayed up to the crack of dawn talking to then ended up doing the same all over again soon after, it was understandable how wiped out they both became.
Chloe did, however, wake up before Beca did but she didn’t mind, she just watched her sleep. Because she never had the chance to know this before when they were together but Beca looked so beautiful when she was sleeping, like an actual angel. Chloe just looked at her and rested her hand gently down onto the brunette’s cheek, slowly running it down to her jaw.
She then leaned forward and kissed her cheek, which actually led to Beca making a small waking noise, Chloe just smiled against her cheek and whispered, “Wake up.”
Beca shook her head into her arm with an ‘uh-uh’ mumbling from the back of her throat. Chloe leaned further against her body, catching onto Beca’s earlobe with her teeth for a moment, and whispered again. “Wake up.”
“You’re trying to kill me, woman,” Beca groaned with her eyes still closed.
Chloe giggled for a moment and then teased. “I like it when you call me woman.” her tongue brushed across her lobe which Beca groaned at which could have been taken as a groan of pleasure or still exhaustion, she rolled onto her back as Chloe’s body rolled on top of hers completely. Her nose pressed against hers as well as her lips, Beca put her arm over her head, and Chloe quickly kissed her and remained in the same position. “Hi.”
“You are trying to kill me.”
“ Uh-uh. ”
“Mm-hm.”
“I didn’t hear you complaining before.” Chloe kissed her cheek, and jaw and began to travel down her body. Beca kept her eyes shut and then proclaimed with exhaustion still in the back of her throat. “I need food. I need something to give me some strength.”
“ Some strength ,” Chloe laughed breathlessly. Her mother really wasn’t kidding about the whole dramatic thing. She returned back up to her and rested her body back down against hers. “Fine, what do you want?”
After receiving another kiss from her, Beca hummed as she thought and then mumbled. “Pancakes.”
“Okay,” Chloe grumbled, kissing her again for a moment and when breaking it apart.
Beca added. “With bacon.”
Chloe nodded her head. “With bacon.” she kissed her again, threading her fingers in with Beca’s whilst her tongue brushed up against hers. Perhaps the food was the least that she could do for her.
“And maybe actually get some coffee,” Beca said against Chloe's mouth which led to a laugh coming from both of their lips and as they were about to kiss again there was a knock at the door.
Chloe looked over to the door but of course, couldn’t see anyone given she was on the floor of the living room, Beca took a look from underneath Chloe and heard her whisper to her. “Expecting someone?”
“No—" Beca looked back to her, “let’s just hope it’s not your mom.”
“Stop.”
“I’m just saying.”
Chloe kissed her hard, maybe cause she was a little scared that it could be, she then pulled herself up from her body and grabbed her own clothing as Beca grabbed hers and made her way over to the door, jumping on her way to get into her pants properly.
Beca opened the door and saw through the screen door that she actually didn’t have anything to really worry about. She might still get a slap around the head but still, she opened the screen door and let out a breath with a smile. “I didn’t know you were coming over.”
Aubrey raised a brow at her. “Do we usually announce it?”
Beca glanced at her Godson that Aubrey had in her arms and shook her head. “Course not...it’s just uh—”
“You’ve not been drinking again have you?” Aubrey squinted at her. “Cause your mom isn’t here anymore to keep you in line-”
“Okay, first of all, my drinking only went bad after she died and I’m fine now but no, detective, I’m not drinking I just—” as Beca rambled to find her explanation, Aubrey examined her and noticed her slightly messy hair and more importantly how her sweater was on backward until she came to her own conclusion. “Do you like... have someone here?”
Cause it would be the first time she had ever heard of Beca having anyone since Chloe. Little did she know. Beca let out a breath. “So listen—we were going to drop by.”
“We? So you do?” Aubrey’s excited grin soon faded into a more shocking look as Chloe came up from behind Beca and she smiled at her with her eyes now filled, she hadn’t seen Aubrey in seven years and so much has happened since then. “Hi, Bree.”
“Holy shit,” Beca whispered to herself and then looked at her four-year-old and mumbled an apology to everyone around her for cursing in front of her son. Beca then took him and held him in her arms as she stepped onto the porch and just gave the two of them a moment. “I’m in trouble, Daniel.”
Aubrey just stared at Chloe and at first didn’t quite know what to say. “When did you...when did you get here?”
“About two days ago,” Chloe answered her, tugging on her sleeves over her hands. “We were going to come to see you today.”
“So you two are…” she looked back to Beca and raised her brows. “Together again?”
“It’s complicated,” Beca answered, glancing at Chloe who just shot her an appreciative smile.
Aubrey’s brows went right back up again as she pointed to Chloe with her eyes still on Beca. “Complicated as in...she’s engaged, complicated?”
“How did you—”
“Your engagement was everywhere, Chloe.” Aubrey looked back at her. “You’re engaged to one of the richest families in the state something like that gets spread around—what the hell are you two—”
“Bree,” Beca put Daniel down and led him inside the house, and said once closer to her, “How bout we just make ourselves a drink and talk? We’ll explain everything.”
Aubrey looked between the two of them and saw the pleading look on both their faces until finally she nodded and Beca just let out a smile of relief, squeezing Chloe’s arm as she passed her inside the house. Aubrey just looked at her for a moment and soon Chloe’s eyes filled again. “I’m so sorry about Jesse.” Aubrey glanced inside as she saw Beca pick up her son and swing him around whilst making airplane noises, hearing Chloe add. “She told me the other night.”
“It’s been hard.” Aubrey looked back over to Chloe and shot her a more saddened smile. “I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed you too.” Chloe took a step forward and wrapped her arms around Aubrey’s neck, covering her eyes with her palm. “What am I going to do?”
Aubrey just sighed and tightened her arms around Chloe’s body, once again looking over to Beca and then saying in a quiet voice, “It’s clear you still feel for her—”
“I love her, Bree,” Chloe whispered in a broken voice. “I’ve known for years that I always would but now I’ve really just created something I don’t know how to stop.”
Aubrey pulled back and looked at the girl she considered her good friend still after all these years. “But what about him?”
Chloe shrugged and shook her head. “I love him too but I can’t think of which kind is the deepest. I’m like two different people when I’m with each of them.”
“Okay let’s just...let’s just go inside and talk.” Aubrey rubbed her arm as they walked back into the house, Beca looked up from the kitchen table that Daniel was now sitting on and noticed Chloe’s tears as they walked into the kitchen, she walked over to her and put her hand to her cheek to wipe them away immediately. “What is it?”
“Nothing.” Chloe gave her a tight smile, holding onto her wrist. “Just seeing Aubrey again. Thinking about Jesse. You. ”
Beca just pushed her forehead against hers for a moment to try and lighten the mood. “Come meet Daniel, it’ll be like having Jesse here all over again"—she looked back to the boy—"y’know just shorter and less able of constructing sentences.”
Beca took hold of Chloe’s hand and introduced her. Well much like Chloe was with Jesse, she and Daniel got on like a house on fire. With it being such a nice day outside they all went out. Beca sat back on the porch with Aubrey as they just watched Chloe play with Daniel out on the grass, which was essentially just her trying to keep up with him as he ran around.
“He asked me about him again last night,” Aubrey stated with her eyes still on him. “I mean he just says where’s daddy but still what am I supposed to say?”
Beca sighed as she kept her arms folded. “What did you say?”
“That he couldn’t come home right now,” Aubrey sighed and sat back against the chair. “I can’t tell him yet, I can’t tell him his dad is in heaven until he knows what that means.”
Beca let out a breath and ran her fingers through her hair as she looked down at her shoes. She understood though, even though she didn’t even know what it meant to be in heaven, she wanted to believe it and liked it too, she knew that much. She was pretty sure it was down to those in heaven that Chloe came back to her. Nancy and Jesse together again? Shit, those two were like the matchmakers of the town for Beca.
“He’s in good company anyway,” Beca muttered, taking the drink to her lips. “Both of them.”
Aubrey looked to her, then to Chloe, and then back to her again. “Okay, Beca, we need to talk about it.”
“But the day is going so well,” the brunette deadpanned and then saw the serious expression on Aubrey’s face, she dropped the act and sighed as she looked down at her boots once again. “I can’t stop.”
“You can’t stop what?”
“I can’t just stop being in love with her. Especially not now”—Beca looked back to her—“last night. It was the first time for both of us, I waited for her and she actually came back.”
“And you know that I loved you two together, I really did but we’re not kids anymore. Beca. She is engaged.”
“It’s not a sure thing right now.”
“I know that’s what is in her head right now, but it’s still there .”
“As you’ve reminded me before.” Beca shrugged her shoulders. “So?”
“You don’t care?”
“Of course, I care but if I have to step on some random guy's toes to be with her then to be honest I don’t mind doing it. I—” she grumbled a laugh and shook her head before looking back to Aubrey. “Look at her”
Aubrey did so and heard Beca say. “She’s everything. ”
“I know. I’ve had that love. And I know you wish he was here talking to you, but you’re stuck with me. You’re stuck with the girl who was his girlfriend, wife, and now widow. And I am telling you out of the goodness of my heart and my caring for you that the last thing any of us want or need is for you to get burnt again .” Aubrey then glanced at Chloe again. “And Chloe is amazing, you know I know that. I’m just worried for you both...I mean when her fiance finds out. When her mother— ”
“Well that bitch can rot.”
“Unfortunately she isn’t, that’s the point...she is still in Chloe’s life.”
“We’re not kids anymore,” Beca said to her. “She’s the first person I loved. The only person I’ve loved and in the span of us being apart I have lost everyone apart from you and Daniel. Mom died and she was the only family I had left then in the same year, Chloe comes back. I’m not a huge believer in a lot of things but that means something to me.”
“You want a life with her?”
“What kind of…” Beca sighed and stopped herself from finishing the sentence of: kind of question is that ? “Yeah I do. I’ve always wanted a life with her. I want her to come home...this is her home, Aubrey. I don’t think I have a home without her.”
“But the thing I’m worried about, Beca, is if she will come back. She has a life-changing decision to make and yes she’s in love with you. But there’s also him and there’s also her family. You know that they are the kind of people that would report this stuff.”
“Well, I’ll—” Beca shrugged. “I don’t know I’ll fight, this won’t be like last time.”
“I have no doubt about that,” Aubrey said breathlessly. “But you’ve been fighting for seven years, Beca. One day you’re going to get tired.”
Beca kept her eyes on Chloe for a moment, seeing her laugh and play around with Daniel and a smile grew on her face. “It’ll be worth it.”
Aubrey could only give as much advice as she saw fit but at the end of the day, this wasn’t a choice she could make. Chloe had willingly got herself into this position and she and Beca were clearly so in love with one another that it was heartbreaking. She was just worried for them, she was worried that it would all end in tears.
She had never heard Beca talk about someone the way she talks about Chloe, the way she looked at her like she was the only thing in the world, like she said she had that in her life and she knew what it felt like which made her want it to work out for them so badly. It was just going to be hard. But even Beca knew that much.
Beca sat back against the chair for a moment, crossing one leg over the other, and requested in more of an assertive voice. “Stay for dinner. You guys haven’t seen each other in so long you owe it to yourselves to reconnect, or whatever you want to call it.”
Aubrey hummed a gentle laugh. “Sure we will, I actually came here planning on that anyway so I have nothing at home.”
Beca snorted a laugh of her own as she then shook her head. “Course you don’t.”
It fell silent for a moment and then had Aubrey say. “I mean, it wouldn’t be so bad for you two to be out here, you’re pretty secluded and wouldn’t have to hide in your own home. You guys can have a life together and I want you to have it.”
“I want us to have it too,” Beca pressed her lips together, “look I hear what you’re saying about her life out there. And we’ve talked about it, we’ve agreed to just take the days as they come. I’m trying to just take in every moment I have with her before any decisions have to be made...please Aubrey just let us have that.”
Aubrey gave her a tight smile and patted the brunette’s hand. “Of course. I just want you to be happy. God knows you’ve been waiting a long time for some happiness.”
“Well, nothing makes me happier than her so we’re on the right track for now.” Beca smiled with her eyes still locked on Chloe, getting a flutter of butterflies setting off in her stomach once again.
The more she thought about losing her again for good, the more scared she became. Especially when it could literally be right around the corner at any given minute.
When the darkness hit and dinner were over, Aubrey saw it best to take herself and her now heavily asleep son home. They all walked out over to the car, Beca carrying the four-year hold in her arms and gently placing him into the car, when she pulled back out she saw Chloe and Aubrey hugging tightly, muttering words to each other that Beca couldn’t make out but she didn’t really want to either, it was between them.
“I know it’s going to be scary,” Aubrey whispered. “But Chloe, if your heart is with Beca more than anyone else then you can’t let them stop it, not again.”
“I know.”
“And I also know I don’t know your feelings on the other half of this side so I’m not telling you what to do,” Aubrey then pulled back and smiled at her. “I just want you to be sure no matter what. And happy—good God, be happy.”
“I’ll try.” Chloe smiled softly, with tears gently filling her eyes.
Aubrey smiled at her and kissed her cheek for a brief moment before squeezing her hands. “I’ll see you soon, yeah?”
“Yes you will, I promise.”
“Good,” Aubrey then made her way over to Beca and hugged her tight, then whispered to her. “I’m glad to see you smiling again.”
Beca just tightened her arms around her. “Thanks, Bree.”
Before Jesse died, she and Aubrey weren’t exactly best friends. They were friends sure and got on well enough but they weren’t really close . It was weird how such life-changing events could shift something like that.
“Keep me updated, okay?”
“Who else would I tell?” Beca deadpanned to which Aubrey huffed a laugh and muttered as she opened the car door. “Good point.”
She got in the car and waved them goodbye before driving off. Beca looked over to Chloe who just looked at her with nothing but love and wiggled her fingers to her before threading them together, the two of them then walking back into the house.
“Well he’s adorable,” Chloe announced when she stepped back inside the house, turning to Beca who just huffed a gentle laugh, shutting the door behind her. “Yeah he can be a real pain in the ass sometimes but he’s alright I think she’ll keep him.”
“You’re a fool,” Chloe then laughed breathlessly, making her way over to the record player that was resting on a table in the living room and dropping the needle down onto the record that Beca already had on it. Of course, it was Billie Holiday, and trust it to be the first song she ever heard Beca singing that night she showed up on her porch at her old house. Chloe looked over her shoulder to her and said sweetly “I love this song.”
“And so you should.”
She then squinted her eyes to her and teased. “Do you own anything else that isn’t by Billie Holiday?”
Beca just tapped her nose as if to say that was her secret to know. Chloe took a step back from the record player and stood in the center of the room, holding her hands out to her. Beca remained standing where she was with her arms folded. “No, I—”
“ Don’t dance? Please we both know that’s a lie because I’ve seen you with my own eyes and I even made you dance that night you took me to your little Friday night music nights, remember?”
A small smile tugged on Beca’s mouth as she stated in a soft voice. “I remember everything I did with you that summer.”
Chloe grinned at her and blushed as her giggle spilled out of her mouth, wiggling her fingers at her as she cocked her head to the side. “Please. For me.”
“I still hate it when you say that,” Beca whispered under her breath. How do those two words still have an effect on her god damn it, it wasn’t fair. She walked over to her and rested her palms in with Chloe’s as the redhead then just slid her hands and wrapped them around Beca’s wrist as she pulled her to her, putting her arms around her waist and then rested her own loosely around Beca’s neck.
She brushed her forehead against Beca’s and admitted in a whisper, “I wish we could have done this more, back then y’know.”
“I know,” Beca's fingertips gently stroked the lower of Chloe’s back. “We never really got the chance to really have this.”
“I hate that.”
“Yeah. I hate it too.” Beca lifted her head back from keeping her forehead against hers and her eyes being shut, looking into her eyes. “There was no one else I wanted to do this with.”
“Yeah?”
Beca just hummed. “You were the only one who ever really just...just made me feel. Feel that the things I wanted and the things I loved were okay, I never got that with anyone else. You actually made me feel special for what was literally the first and only time in my life.”
Her words unsurprisingly brought tears to Chloe’s eyes, Beca always did have a way with words that would reduce her to tears, and there was something that she wanted to admit to her that she never had the chance to admit to anyone else. “You were the first person who ever really, truly made me feel beautiful." Before Beca could say anything, Chloe quickly added on. “You know I never really...had that much confidence in myself and before I met you I never felt like I could ever really be that ...but you made me feel like I could be.”
“You are." Beca leaned forward and kissed her cheek. “And I want you to carry that with you. Even if I’m not going to be there to tell you—”
“Please—” Chloe pushed her forehead against hers again and shut her eyes. “Please don’t talk about this, I don’t want to think about it, I just want to live in this moment with you.”
Beca’s arms tightened around her waist. “Okay.”
They remained silent for a few moments more and soaked up the music and lived in the moment that Chloe wanted to hold onto forever. This was a memory that she was building to never forget or let go of, no matter what happens in the future this was hers. Theirs . No one else's. And quite frankly, Chloe was terrified.
“Kiss me,” Chloe pleaded, her nose gently brushing up against Beca’s with her lips touching hers ever so slightly. Beca hardly even waited a second before playing her lips against Chloe’s to then press them down fully. Both took in a breath through their nose until their kiss grew deeper. Chloe let out a sweet moan before pulling back for a moment and insisting. “You’re a good dancer.”
“Yeah well, if this counts as dancing then I’ll be doing it more often,” Beca laughed at her. “As long as I do it with you.”
“You"— Chloe kissed her quickly—“are adorable.”
Beca rolled her eyes, with Chloe just tightening her arms around Beca’s neck and bringing their lips together harder. Beca’s hand then gripped harder into her sweater on Chloe’s body as the record came off and all that could be heard was the needle scraping against the record before another song came on, still Billie Holiday of course.
“I don’t think—” Beca mumbled between the kiss and paused as Chloe just kissed her for a moment. “I’ll ever stop wanting you now,” she smiled against Chloe’s lips. “Especially after—”
“Especially after you made me lose myself all night.”
“Well I was going to say after we spent the night together but sure yeah that works too,” Beca giggled against Chloe’s lips and teased between the kisses. “You’re so vulgar if Diane could see you now.”
Chloe raised a brow and muttered. “Kind of wish she could.”
“Yeah I’m the perfect act of rebellion, I get it.” Beca teased.
“No, I don’t mean that,” Chloe then thought for a moment. “Okay maybe in some part I do—but no I mean to show her that her little games didn’t work, I know she kept your letters from me and look at me now, look at us now.”
“Look at us now,” Beca echoed in a whisper. “I like that. When you say us.”
She never wanted to stop saying that. She never wanted to stop saying us and she was hardly even recognizing to herself that she was falling deeper and deeper into the rabbit hole of Beca all over again and she forgot more and more about her world outside of this house.
Beca asked Chloe if she loved her and she just said yes in a rush and that was that. But Beca hadn’t actually said the three words altogether out loud to her, and Chloe really hadn’t done the same either. It scared her, saying those words to her again.
She knew that she did still love her so deeply that it hurt. Every time she heard Chloe’s voice or just looked at her, her stomach burst with butterflies which were something she had never experienced before until she met her all those years ago and she hadn’t had them since she came back into her life just three days ago. It scared her that if she said those words again something would take her away, that something would come between them like last time.
Chloe brushed her tongue against Beca’s and kept her arms tight around her neck. “But I get it,” she then buried her face in her neck and placed a wet kiss against her collarbone. “I want you all the time too,” she pressed her lips against Beca’s cheek in the same hot manner. “Like right now.”
A rather smug grin came across Beca’s face as she kept her eyes closed for a moment whilst enjoying Chloe’s lips roaming around her upper body, feeling her hands grip harder onto the waistline of her pants, she bit down on her lip for a second or two and then ducked her head down to whisper into her ear. “Do your worst,” Chloe lifted her head back to her, Beca rested her hands on her jaw and whispered with a breathless smile written across her face. “Come on, baby.”
The redhead then let out a small squeal at the word. Whenever Chicago called her baby she never really felt that much about it, it never gave her tingles or made her feel like it was anything special. But when Beca called her it? There was every single tingle and every single piece of specialty that took her breath away every single time she heard her call her it. She really couldn’t get enough of it. She couldn’t get enough of her as a whole.
What turned into an innocent dance was clearly going to now be turned into something else, Beca could tell that as soon as her back hit the wall. Chloe’s teeth went to her jaw and nipped at her skin before her lips roamed down to her neck and her hand traveled up the brunette’s sweater.
Beca’s chest soon got that effect and it grew heavy from her breaths catching up to her. Her fingers locked into Chloe’s hair as she brought her head back to her for a moment just so she could kiss her, desperately and passionately before Chloe’s lips went back to her collarbone, her hands running further and further up Beca’s body until she finally pulled the sweater over her head and dropped it to the floor.
They eventually found themselves stumbling back upstairs, still heavily wrapped and entwined with each other, Beca could barely even remember what her bed felt like before Chloe was in it, and all she asked was that she never had to know. Beca had never been with anyone else in her life, but what she knew to be true was that even if she had, no one would have ever been able to hold a candle to how Chloe made her feel. Being with her intimately was on another level of electricity. The way their kisses were a perfect mix of rough and tender, the way their hands knew where to rest on each other, how they fit so effortlessly and perfectly, the sounds that they brought out of each other sounded like a melody each time.
But it wasn’t just that which made all of this like nothing Beca could imagine to experience with anything else, it was the other part, the falling asleep being wrapped up in Chloe’s arms, it had barely even happened at all and yet even after the first time it had, she couldn’t imagine at all not having that. She did still fear losing her, because lay in bed with Chloe’s arms around her, she had truly never felt so loved in her entire damn life, even when they were kids. And as amazing as that felt, it was damn terrifying.
apologises for the delay in update, life has been getting in the way.
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