Bechloe OneShot
@usemeasabadexample I hope you enjoy this and you like it!!! Merry Pitchmas!!!
“Das sound machine, two o’clock,” Chloe said, Beca couldn’t place Chloes sound of voice because it almost sounded like jealously. But that didn’t make sense.
“Tiny mouse, we meet again,” Kommissar said with a smirk. Beca gaped at the sheer shirt and black bra completely showing off the blondes’ figure. ‘why couldn’t Chloe wear something like that,’ Beca thought looking over at Chloe, and her chest, then back over to das sound machine.
“So, have you abandoned your foolish plan to face us at the worlds,” Kommissar said.
“You wish you gorgeous specimen,” Beca said waving her hand over Kommissar body and heard the scoff from Chloe at what she said.
“She’s really in my head,” Beca said looking at Chloe who was looking at Kommissar with anger. Something Beca was not familiar with the red head.
“Very well, I’d be happy to send you there. I’ll mail you. A large envelope cost nothing,” Kommissar said ranking her eyes up and down Becas’ body.
“It would cost more then nothing but still cheaper then shipping a horse, or perhaps an adult moose,” Pieter said.
“Do you ever think maybe you’re too big. It would cost a fortune to mail you,” Beca yelled and Chloe held her back pulling her away. “You’re enormous,” Beca yelled at them.
“What the hell was that Beca?” Chloe asked once they were on the other side of the room and talking as privately as they could in a room full of people.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with me. The accent, her smelling like cinnamon, and just boobs in my face made me panic. I am a boob man and she just has them like that,” Beca said waving her arm over at dsm.
“You were checking her out?” Chloe squeaked, she thought it was just her imagination.
“Well yeah, I check you out too. I’d be checking you out now if you were wearing that black sheer thing,” Beca admitted then gaped, what was with her today.
“Oh really?” Chloe asked with a smirk, stepping a bit closer to Beca.
“Well…yeah,” Beca stuttered a bit with a blush. “I mean, I’ve seen you naked and you’ve got a great body,” Beca said.
“So, you’ve been thinking about me naked a lot have you,” Chloe flirted.
“Yes, no. I mean…” before Beca could keep talking a bell was struck. Chloe winked and took Becas hand, going over with the other Bellas
“I’m sorry, I panicked. I understand if you want me to crawl under a rock and die,” Emily said.
“Hey, we don’t want,” Beca looked at Chloe who was looking at Emily like she was considering it.
“Hey, we don’t want that,” Beca said to Chloe then turned back to Emily. “Chloe’s just grumpy, she’ll get her jingle juice and be fine. You did great. I fucked up my first rift off too,” Beca said making Emily nod and smile. When she looked back to Chloe she was gone and of course over by the alcohol. By the time Beca was over there Chloe was on her second cup.
“Here, you have to catch up,” Chloe said handing her a drink. Beca took a drink and coughed at the burning sensation in her throat.
“Chloe, I know this is important to you. But take it easy on Emily ok,” Beca said. Chloe downed the drink in her hand.
“Ok, if you dance with me,” Chloe said with one of her playful smiles.
“Uh, I don’t know about that Chlo,” Beca said looking at everyone dancing.
“Please,” Chloe said with a pout.
“That isn’t fair, you know I can’t say no to you when you pout,” Beca said.
“I know,” Chloe winked and turned around, slapping her ass as she headed to the dance floor.
“I am going to die,” Beca said downing the drink and going in, dancing with Chloe.
Beca was red in the face from more than the alcohol as Chloe turned around and was dancing against her. Their chest pressed against one another.
Beca downed the green substance Fat Amy had given her at some point during the night. Beca tossed it in the floor where other cups littered the floor. Now that her hands were free she placed them on Chloes’ waist and ran them to her back and up her shirt. Chloe bit her lip and slipped her leg between Becas, a small whimper from the woman let out.
“Why can’t you wear a sheer shirt?” Beca asked and blushed brightly at the sudden slip.
“Why, you’ve already seen me naked,” Chloe winked.
“And you should definitely be confident about all that,” Beca said and groaned. “I uhm…I don’t know where that came from,” Beca said glancing down at Chloe’s lips and back up.
“I could show you again,” Chloe whispered glancing down at Becas lips.
“Oh, just kiss already,” Fat Amy yelled. Beca blushed and jumped.
“It’s getting hot,” Beca said as she left quickly. Beca made her way outside and ran her hands through her hair.
“Why did you run?” Chloe asked making Beca jump.
“Jesus Chloe, you scared the hell out of me,” Beca said.
“Why did you run Beca?” Chloe asked again, walking closer.
“I didn’t run, it was just,” Beca paused for a second. “Really hot in there,”
“Is the thought of kissing me really that terrible that you had to run?” Chloe asked.
“No of course not. I’d love to kiss you,” Beca said. “Oh my God, what did I drink in there,” Beca said, she was word vomiting and just saying whatever came to mind tonight.
“Then why don’t you Becs?” Chloe asked stepping closer and taking her hand. Beca looked down at their intertwined hands and sighed.
“Because I don’t want to ruin what we have now. What if I fuck up like my dad fucked up with his marriage to my mom?” Beca whispered. “I love you too much to lose you, and not in a platonic way,” Beca admitted. Chloe smiled.
“I love you too Beca. And also, not in the platonic way,” Chloe said and they both chuckled. “But who said anything has to ruin it. It could be the most amazing kiss, that turns into most amazing mind-blowing sex we’ve ever had, and that may turn into something else. If you want,” Chloe said with a smile.
“Oh, pretty confident in that are you?” Beca chuckled.
“I’m pretty confident about all this,” Chloe said pointing between them.
“You should be,” Beca laughed and pulled Chloe into her, kissing her deeply.
Chloe smiled and wrapped her arms around Becas neck. Both kissing the one they always wanted.
