Beca had been in her room all afternoon working on a mix when a certain red head flopped down on her bed and she smiled taking her headphones off.

"Hey you."

"Hey babe, are you ready to go?"

"Five more minutes?"

"That's what you said an hour ago."

"Another aca-party. Why are we going again?"

"So you can watch me dance all night and then come home to have drunk sex with me." Chloe smiled as Beca moved to hover over her.

"How about some pre party sex?" She loved when Chloe wore skirts or dresses, it gave her all the access she wanted. Tonight she was wearing a little black skirt which showed off her long toned legs. Beca started kissing her girlfriend whilst her hips worked up a tedious grind that was effortlessly causing the woman to breath heavier from the contact. Beca knew Chloe was going to try and complain about being late and that everyone else had already left but she kept fighting dominance against her tongue keeping her mouth occupied from talking. She moved a hand between them and rubbed Chloe through her underwear causing her hips to rise.

"I'll be quick, don't argue." She had her hungry eyes on and Chloe knew she couldn't argue with the feeling she just got in her lower abdomen. Beca pulled her skirt off along with the underwear and pushed her legs open admiring the view for a moment. She smiled and pulled her hair back as she positioned herself comfortably, keeping eye contact with the red head as she licked up her perfect folds. She couldn't help herself, the scent of Chloe was intoxicating. She slipped her tongue in as deep as she could, both of them moaning at the sensation. She slipped in and out with a few flicks inside and used her fingers to playfully circle the clit above her nose. She sped up her actions keeping to her promise to be quick about it and heard the heavy breaths filling the room. She wanted to taste her girlfriend fully and by the sounds already coming from the woman, she would have her way in no time.

"Beca, fuck. I'm already there, how did you…" and that was all it took for Chloe to scream out her girlfriends name as she came in Beca's mouth who was lapping every ounce of it up. She dragged her tongue through the dripping folds and climbed up to kiss the red head as she came off her high.

"How did you do that?" Chloe managed to breathe out.

"I know my girlfriend too well," she replied with a sarcastic smile and kissed her softly. "Get dressed and we can finish this after the party."

Hours had passed and Chloe was watching Beca talk to some girl who was far too close to her girlfriend. She didn't realise Cynthia Rose was standing next to her and analysing her line of vision until she said something.

"Chloe, stop burning lasers into that poor girls skull."

"I'm not, I was just wondering how long it was going to take Beca to bring our drinks back here."
"You are clearly sending lasers across the room with the look in your eyes. Beca loves you, so trust her." Cynthia was right; she did trust Beca. She didn't trust this other woman though. So she got up and strutted over till she wrapped her arms around her girlfriend from behind.

"Hey you, send you to get drinks and you get lost."

"Haha no I was just talking to Ally about a new mixing program that is being released next year. Ally this is my girlfriend Chloe." The red head smiled and greeted the woman.

"The famous Chloe Beale, who failed Russian Literature to stay with the Bella's. Heard all about you. By the looks of things maybe it wasn't the only reason you stuck around," she smirked and eyed the couple off.

"I'm a dedicated woman who knows what I want and gets what I want. I don't give up until its mine. If you'll excuse us, I need to go practice Russian between my girlfriends legs." She pulled Beca away to a dark and quiet corner and left the woman with a stunned look on her face.

"You realise you are so fucking hot when you're jealous?" Beca's eyes were growing hungry with desire.

"I wasn't jealous, just making sure she knew you were mine."

"Always," the brunette pressed a meaningful kiss to her lips. "I have a surprise for you." She linked fingers with the woman and pulled her outside where the music was playing. Chloe was surprised that she hadn't let go until they reached the DJ. She was handing him a USB and he nodded. Chloe was confused but allowed her to lead her right to the middle of the busy dancing crowd. A song came on and Chloe knew immediately what the brunette had been working on all afternoon.

"You made this for me?" she smiled and the brunette pulled her close.

"I realised that I can't let my fears hold me back from making you happy." With that she took a deep breath and looked around quickly before crashing their lips together in the most passionate kiss they'd ever shared. A few whistles and claps arose but Beca fought off the urge to stiffen. She relaxed into the feeling of her lover wrapped around her and focused on the music. They danced together till the song ended and Chloe was overcome with need.

"We're going home, you're wearing too many clothes."

Beca smiled and got her USB before hand in hand, walking back to the Bella's house. They ran upstairs to Chloe's room before pulling each other's clothes off, wasting no time for foreplay or teasing. The red head rolled on top of her girlfriend kissing her and pushing her legs apart before slipping her fingers inside her.

"You feel so good," she hummed against the brunette's lips as she started a rhythm with her fingers. Beca was moaning with satisfaction and dug her nails into Chloe's spine as the woman's actions sped up.

"Maybe I should make you jealous more often," she moaned as the red head curled her fingers inside her. She bit her lip and felt lips edging towards her ear.

"This isn't for making me jealous," she slowed her actions and Beca whimpered a little, "this is for facing your fears to show me how much you love me." She went back to her previous speed and Beca was completely wrapped around her desperate to hold onto the feeling rising in her as long as she could. As soon as Chloe kissed the nape of her neck she let go, screaming her girlfriends name and clawing at the flesh on her back till she felt lips tracing their way south, it was going to be one long night.