Everything about the scene in front of Chloe was enticing.

The way Beca's back arched and the breathy moans escaped the small space between her lips, as her hand continued to move at a steady but relentless pace between her thighs, captivated the redhead's attention, entranced her like a moth drifting towards a flame.

And as she stood in the doorway, her luminous blue eyes locked on the woman before her, she realised that she had never seen Beca like this before.

She'd seen her naked, of course. (In fact, she'd once spent over two hours post-sex glancing over every inch of Beca's naked form to memorise all the tiny details.) And she'd seen her in a state of ecstasy, on the brink of an orgasm with her fingers gripping the bedsheets or tangled in Chloe's hair as the pressure was applied at just the right spot, her head to tilted back and her eyes to squeezed shut while she let out a heavenly scream of pleasure. She'd seen all of that, from every angle and every position, a few times over.

But this, this version of Beca, shed never seen before.

It was the version of Beca that thought she was alone. The version of Beca that let herself go completely, indulging herself without anything holding her back. It was the version of Beca that allowed herself to become completely immersed in what she was doing and allowed her mind to enter an alternate universe that was, if the name that Beca was currently moaning aloud was anything to go by, occupied entirely by visions of Chloe.

So she stood still, watching the woman with a clear and precise view of the very hands that, when they were touching Chloe like they were touching Beca at that moment, pushed her to all kinds of euphoric levels.

And as the brunette finally reached her climax, the strain on her body eased and she sunk back down into the bed, allowing her legs to relax and her exhausted arms to fall down at her sides. Her eyes were still closed as she released a breath so heavy that it was as though she'd been holding it the entire time.

By now Chloe had forgotten she was even standing in Beca's doorway. Forgotten that she was there uninvited. Forgotten that Beca wasn't even aware of her presence around her.

"Wow." Chloe said, staring at her girlfriend in astonishment.

Immediately, Beca's eyes shot open and she looked in the woman standing in the doorway. Her limp and relaxed body was now sitting bolt upright and it felt like her heart was almost beating out of her chest.

"Oh my god!" The younger woman shrieked out.

And that was when Chloe remembered that she was standing in Beca's doorway, completely uninvited with a now very aware Beca, staring at her in both shock and horror.

"How long have you been standing there?" The brunette asked nervously.

Though the redhead skipped straight past an actual answer and instead went for "That was amazing." It wasn't exactly what Beca wanted to hear but it was enough to let her know that her girlfriend had been standing there for much longer than Beca had hoped.

Her cheeks flushed a deep shade of red as she tried desperately to bury herself beneath the bedding that surrounded her, letting out a whine in total embarrassment. But in recognising Beca's embarrassment, the older woman took quick strides over to where Beca was lying on the bed and climbed up to hover over her.

"Beca." Chloe said, prying the brunettes hands away from her face. "That was so sexy."

The brunette quickly brought her hands up to cover her face once again and then Chloe heard Beca's muffled voice telling her to "Shut up." from behind her hands.

"I'm serious. I've never seen you like that before." The redhead replied. "I loved it."

And then Chloe leaned in to kiss Beca's neck in an attempt to show her just how much she love it and on instinct, the younger woman hummed in approval as her hands moved to grip Chloe's waist.

"Wait." Beca said, stopping her girlfriend's actions suddenly. "You're in my room... on this side of the apartment."

"Yes, I am." The redhead replied simply.

"Which means that you crossed over the line in the hallway."

"Yes, it does." She said simply, again.

"And that means that I win." The brunette concluded.

"Yes, you do."

But just as Beca was about to celebrate her victory, she looked at Chloe's sweet smile while she was still hovering above her and remembered the argument they had that was the reason they started the challenge in the first place.

"You really liked the other room, didn't you?" She said.

Chloe nodded. "I did. But I like you more, so I wanna sleep wherever you sleep."

At that, Beca smiled.

"Besides." The older woman continued. "After the dirty thing I've just seen you do in here, we probably should be making this our bedroom."

The brunette chuckled at her girlfriend's remark. "Actually, I'm not so sure of that because I plan to do a lot of dirty things to you in every room of this apartment."

And this time it was Chloe's turn to hum in approval as Beca began to kiss her neck.

"Oh really?" The redhead breathed out.

"Yes. Starting with..." Beca said before pausing to allow herself to pull both her and Chloe up off the bed, out of the bedroom and into the one opposite. "...our new bedroom."

So this was the final chapter, I'm sorry it took so long to upload!