Pitch Perfect One-Shots

Chapter CLXXV - Bechloe: Bechloe: It's Just Business (Part 3)

Beca had no idea what came over her last night. Waking up to a naked Chloe Beale cuddled into her side wasn't what she thought would ever happen in the history of humankind but it did. The events of the night prior were vivid and intense. Chloe was amazing and Beca hated how much she enjoyed listening to Chloe's moans and whimpers as Beca gave her everything. She hated how much she begged Chloe for more and urged her to never stop. She hated how good it all felt and how it was undoubtedly the best sex she ever had. Beca had never felt so confused. She just slept with Chloe Beale - the woman she once hated. What was happening?

Jesse wasn't lost on Beca's mind either. Despite the whole marriage arrangement, Beca cheated on Jesse. She felt awful but every time she felt Chloe's soft breath against her chest, she was put at ease. The redhead actually loved Beca. She cared for her. She was devoted to her from the beginning and Beca did nothing but treat her awfully. Beca realised that she shouldn't have been so cruel but she was still confused. She was with Jesse. She had been with him for so long. She was torn between him or Chloe. Why Chloe? Because Beca was pretty sure she was falling for the woman. She had no idea of her feelings until last night. The whole week had been a mess but last night never felt clearer. Unfortunately, now, Beca felt she was right back where she began, only worse. Nothing was anybody's fault. Feelings were nobody's fault but Beca felt there was an explanation that should have held the blame but she failed to find one. She was falling for Chloe Beale and that's all there was to it.

Before Beca had any further time to think, the redhead beside her woke and Beca tried to ignore the fuzzy feeling she got when Chloe rubbed her face against her chest and let out the softest, purest sigh she had ever heard.

"Mm..." Chloe fluttered her eyes open and gazed up at the brunette and Beca felt her heart stop. "Good morning, cutie pie."

"Good morning," she smiled genuinely.

Chloe rolled onto her back to stretch her limbs, yawning an adorable yawn and Beca felt a smirk tug on her lips as she saw Chloe's sex hair from last night and even a few love bites on her neck.

"If I didn't know any better, Mrs. Mitchell, I'd say you were staring at me."

Beca breathed a laugh but didn't tear her eyes away from the redhead.

"You look happy."

"I am happy," Chloe rolled over and gazed at the younger woman, her tussled hair making her look incredibly sexy. "You look relaxed."

"I guess I am. Was it worth the wait?"

"Oh, totes. Best sex I've ever had."

"Me, too." Beca had no idea where the words came from but she wasn't completely mad about it.

Chloe purred and sat up to kiss Beca who accepted full lips, helping herself to Chloe's hair by sliding her hands through it, holding the woman close. When they parted, their hearts were racing and they had to draw air in through their mouth as they stared at each other longingly and it was at that moment that Beca realised that she had indeed fallen for Chloe Beale.

"Breakfast in bed?" Chloe offered.

"That sounds great."

Chloe smiled. "I'm on it."

"Hey," Beca stopped her before she left. "Why don't you let me do it? You cook all the time."

"That's okay, I like to cook for you. Plus, you said that you can't do it."

"I can make simple things like pancakes and whatnot, just not meals."

"Lucky for you, I'm very much in the mood for pancakes."