Aca-moms

Slowly she gets up and makes her way to the kitchen to get a bottle of water.

She opens the fridge and jumps when she hears Chloe's voice.

"Hey Becs, you're up."

Chloe's voice sounds remarkably positive and Beca is totally confused.

"Chlo, you're still here..."

"Of course I am"

"But I thought you bolted, your side of the bed was empty..."

“Yeah, in the bar I ran into Mr. Adams, and it was very unpleasant, and with everything else, I was a bit overwhelmed. I may not have handled it the best way… I’m sorry. But I’m okay now, I needed a bit of space.” Chloe sighs. "Luckily a night of sleep and a morning run always help me sort things in my head. But, Becs, I'm not getting back in your bed before you take me out on me a proper date first", Chloe says pointing at the pile of bedding on the couch.

Beca's jaw drops and her eyes widen. "You want me to do what? You ... want to date ... me?!"

"Yeah, I've been waiting for this moment for over a decade now. Actually I thought I wouldn't live to see this day. But now that it's totally back on the table: you, me, date, tonight." Chloe winks.

"But..."

"We will talk tonight. Text me the details." Chloe comes over and kisses Beca's cheek. "Gotta go. I'm meeting Aubrey and I'm already late. And you know…" And she is out the door, leaving Beca dumbstruck in the kitchen.

Beca is not sure she is exaggerating if she’d claim she has been in the same spot for at least fifteen minutes. When she’s finally reconfigured her senses, she gets dressed quickly, she needs to start arranging the perfect date.

She sends Chloe a text telling her to be home around half past six. She has already arranged table in one of Atlanta’s best restaurants. She had asked for them to be seated in a side room where they could have an intimate dinner by the fire place. To make sure everything is in order Beca heads to the restaurant to meet Chloe there.

When Chloe comes home from her day at the mall she finds a note on the kitchen counter. ‘A cab will pick you up at seven. Wear something pretty ;)’ Chloe smiles and quickly goes to change herself. She opts for a new night blue dress that she had bought today. She wears the bracelet Beca gave her with it. At seven Chloe is already waiting by the door when the cab comes to pick her up.

The dinner is perfect, they talk out how they had been oblivious to the extent of their feelings for so long. There are no accusations, the girls just laugh at all the memories of the two of them that should maybe have opened their eyes.

“You know, Chloe, I’m just happy that you were able to forgive me. That you were able to move past what had happened. I wanted to get back in touch with you, but I was too scared I wouldn’t be able to explain it all. I never knew how to put words to what we had. That scared me and when I knew I liked women… I don’t know, what I felt for you still didn’t compare to what I have ever felt for any other woman. Not just loving you more, but different, more complete. I was scared, Chlo.”

“I understand, Beca, how you must have felt. Since the day I met you, you were special to me. I felt drawn to you in some inexplicable way. To be honest, in college I sometimes contemplated if there was more between us than friendship. Sometimes I wanted to take you on a romantic date to see what happened, but I didn’t want to risk what we had. Although, I almost kissed you at aca-initiation night.”

“I wonder what would have happened if you did…”

“Then we probably wouldn’t have been here, you would probably have made a run for it.”

“Yeah, that on top of the shower incident…”

“Actually I am surprised your eyes weren’t opened back then.” Chloe jokes.

“Hey”, Beca playfully slaps Chloe’s arm.

“Well, I was pretty confident about all this, still am.”

“Weirdo.”, and Beca leans in without thinking and places her lips on Chloe’s.

For a moment Chloe gasps, but soon she kisses back deepening the kiss. After kissing for a while, Beca pulls back and says: “Let’s finish here and go home.”

The girls leave the restaurant and get into a cab. On the ride home the girls play with each other’s hands in silence. Beca breaks the silence by asking: “What happened yesterday with Mr. Adams, can you talk to me about it? You really got me worried…”

“Well, I got up to clean my pants, remember? I tried to play it cool after your coming out, but actually my head was spinning, so I used that excuse to buy me time to think. I loved you, Becs, have for so long, and your confession, it made me doubt. Why not me? How long had you known? I mean I can kinda see your side of it now, but yeah, you know me. I tend to..”

Beca places a kiss on Chloe’s hand that is intertwined with hers and whispers: “It’s okay, I get it. We can talk about that later, please tell me about last night.”

“So when I got back from the bathroom, he, Mr Adams, gripped my arm from behind. I didn’t see him coming. His entire body language was already so intimidating. And then he started saying nasty things about you, about us. His homophobia made me sick and made me want to punch him at the same time. It was all too much… and I dealt with it poorly. I know I should have talked to you or anything, but I still didn’t know where we stood…” Chloe falls silent.

“But you didn’t leave me there, that means something, right?” Beca says

“Yeah, and you stayed by me and put up with all my crazy. That means something too, right?”

“I think it means we are a good thing, always have been. You made me so much better, Chlo. Your presence, everything about you has always been so comfortable. You were literally the only person I let close enough to do that to me.”

Shortly after they arrive at the apartment. Beca has just managed to pull the key out of the lock, when Chloe reconnects their lips. They stumble into the living room where they collapse onto the couch. Beca places her lips on Chloe’s, hungrily her tongue roams Chloe’s bottom lip. Her hands brush along Chloe’s sides and Chloe’s hand is on the back of Beca’s neck pulling her closer, with the other running up her back. They continue their make out session like that, with no one taking the initiative to take it any further. Both want to, but both are scared to ruin it. Beca somehow still can’t believe it’s happening, and Chloe is a little hesitant, because she thinks Beca might be inexperienced. Chloe breaks the kissing and asks: “Becs, take me to bed?”

Beca pulls Chloe up from the couch and takes her by the hand to the bedroom. She takes her other hand too and pulls them backwards onto the bed. Chloe firmly straddles Beca’s hips and their hands continue their exploration as their lips have reconnected. Chloe’s hand slips under Beca’s shirt, sliding up against the bare skin till she reaches the fabric of the brunette’s bra.

Beca lets out a disgruntled moan at that. Chloe shoots up, breaking the kiss.

“Becs, I’m sorry.”

“Nothing’s wrong, that dress of yours just isn’t fair. I can’t reach anything.” Beca smirks.

Chloe laughs getting up from the bed and pulling her dress off in one fluid motion. Beca follows her suit, stripping herself of her own upper layers.

The two girls stand there for a moment eyeing each other, until Beca takes charge and flips them onto the bed. After pressing a short kiss to Chloe’s lips she travels with her lips down her cheek and neck, gently brushing aside the red locks. Chloe’s nails sink into Beca’s back as the other girl grazes her collar bone with her teeth.

When the tiny brunette’s hands start palming her breasts, even over the fabric, Chloe starts to whimper. Beca reaches her hand around her back to remove the bra to give her better access, and in the same action she removes her own. Beca leans back down and places her lips around Chloe’s hard nipple, gently sucking and licking.

When Chloe feels Beca’s teeth move to her other nipple, a hand squeezing her other breast and chocolate locks brushing her skin, she is not sure how much longer she’ll last. She decides to take control and flips them over.

Her mouth moves over the skin of Beca’s neck and shoulders as she places her leg between those of Beca, gently applying pressure. Beca arches off the bed into Chloe’s body, sliding her hands from Chloe’s side to her ass gripping it firmly.

“Chloe, please, I want you..”

“What do you want, Becs?” Chloe teases.

“I need you to… to touch me. Touch me, Chlo.”

Chloe shifts a little so that she can pull down Beca’s underwear. With the piece of cloth out of the way, Chloe slides her hand from Beca’s pelvis to her thigh and back up along the inside. She can already feel Beca’s arousal when she slips her fingers between her folds. First she presses one finger inside Beca, and as she hears the other woman moan she adds another.

She takes back her position between Beca’s legs, settling into a rhythm, busying her mouth on Beca’s neck again. She feels nails digging into her scalp. It doesn’t take long for the girl to come undone under her hands.

After helping Beca ride out her high, she moves back up pressing a kiss to the brunette’s lips wrapping herself to her side.

Beca starts to stroke Chloe’s hair, peppering kisses along her jaw line moving down her neck. Gently she rolls the redhead over, seating herself on the other girls hips and continuing her trail down Chloe’s body with her mouth and putting her palms on Chloe’s breasts.

Beca moves further down, grazing Chloe’s abs with her teeth and sucking at that spot just above her hip bone. As she slides her fingers under the rim of Chloe’s panties, she looks up at Chloe who gives a silent nod. Upon that sign Beca takes the garment off. Moving back up her legs, she parts Chloe’s legs placing one hand around her thigh and the other one under her ass.

The teasing of Beca’s mouth on the inside of her thighs makes Chloe squirm, impatiently she presses up her hips to urge Beca to move on. Beca takes her hand from the leg and uses it to part Chloe’s lips, dragging her tongue trough the slick folds. Beca takes her time, paying close attention to all small signals of the redhead, keeping her just on the brink. Moving her hand to Chloe’s breast rolling the nipple between her thumb and fingers and sucking on her clit she finally sends Chloe over the edge.

“Fuck, Becs, that was...” Chloe pants, as she just lays there unable to move.

Beca lies down next to Chloe, kissing her softly.

They lay for a while caressing and kissing until Chloe falls asleep. Beca lies there listening to the steady breathing coming from beneath the red curls sprawled out on her chest. Calmed by the rhythm of Chloe’s breathing Beca too falls into a state of deep sleep.