Pitch Perfect One-Shots

Chapter CLVI - Bechloe: Gotcha

Idea by CBClay

The first time Chloe did it, Beca was okay but it got old really quickly. Stupid quarantine and Chloe thought it was funny to prank her wife time and time again. It was so amusing to the redhead that she even rated her pranks and she even had a top three! The list went as follows...

Number 3.

Beca Mitchell sits on the couch responding to emails and doing as much work as she can from her laptop, looking adorable in her reading glasses. Chloe, carefully and strategically placing a camera atop the fireplace, puts on some music and begins dancing and more so, to her "lady jam". Beca's attention is caught quickly and she notices her wife wearing her short-cut shorts and a skimpy tank top that she wears strickly around home.

Chloe's hips sway beautifully to the music and soon, Beca is entranced. The woman bites her lip, feeling her core heat up like a radioactive reactor. Chloe engages Beca's eye contact the entire time, getting closer and closer to the brunette but when she does, she cues the music to the song that Beca ordered never to be played in their house - "I Saw The Sign".

Immediate flashbacks of Aubrey Posen vomiting all over the stage come flooding back to Beca and her mind gets jambled and somehow, Chloe's face gets confused with Aubrey's and Beca sees Aubrey's face on Chloe's body, causing her to cover her mouth and choke down on her own bile.

"Chloe!" Beca protests, disgusted.

"Gotcha!" She giggles.

"Ugh! I hate you!"

Leaping off the couch, Beca rushes into the kitchen to rinse her mouth out and shove a bunch of peppermints down her throat to ease her stomach. The redhead follows Beca with her camera and as soon as Beca sees the device, she glowers at her wife.

"Chloe! You're the worst!"

"Love you, baby." Pecking Beca's cheek, Chloe trots off, humming the tune Beca abhors.

Number 2.

Getting completely hammered during date-night isn't how Chloe wanted the evening to go. Her wife is such a light weight but nobody can tell her that so Beca Mitchell ends up drinking more than her weight's worth and ends up passing out on the bed before any sexy time can ensue and to Chloe, that is a big no-no. The following morning, Chloe watches her wife sleep with her mouth open as drool seeps out onto the pillow with her hair looking like a bird's nest and that's when Chloe comes up with the greatest scheme.

"Ow! Beca! Ow! Beca! Wake up! Wake up!"

Jolting awake with a snort, Beca turns to the redhead.

"Ah, huh, what? What? What's going on?"

"Beca, my water just broke!"

"W, w, wha... what? What! H, holy shit. Holy shit! Okay, okay! Let me just... Ow, fuck!" Tumbling out of bed, Beca hits her arm on the bedside table and begins stumbling around the room trying to find some clothes but she is so disorientated, she ends up falling onto her ass as if she never stopped drinking.

Chloe watches with amusement as the camera catches every moment and when Chloe can't hold it in anymore, she bursts out laughing.

"What's so funny?" Beca frowns then looks on the vanity table and sees Chloe's camera sitting there with the red light flashing. "Dammit, Chloe! This shit isn't funny!"

"It is though! It is!" She laughs. "I'm only one-month pregnant!"

"You're so evil!" Huffing, Beca grabs her towel from the chair at the vanity and storms into the ensuite as Chloe tries her utmost to gather precious air back into her lungs whilst turning to the camera and turning it off.

Number 1.

This is the big one. Chloe's biggest triumph. Since quarantine has hit and Beca's music making has taken a brief halt, the brunette has now turned to gaming as a source to occupy her and entertain her. However, it's entertained her too much where Chloe can't even get time with her wife but now, she'll get what she wants, if not more and if this fails, then Beca Mitchell is in for it big time.

"Come on, you bastards! Come and get me!"

Chloe can hear her wife downstairs, playing the console as machine gun sounds rattle through the house. It's creeping up to eleven at night and now that Chloe is coming along well through her pregnancy, her hormones are all over the place and, yes, that means her sex drive is very demanding and all Chloe can do is submit to it. Not like it's a bad thing but when you're wife is a constant gamer, it can be extremely difficult. There's only so much one woman can do to satiate her needs...

"You coming to bed, Bec?" Chloe asks, trotting down the staircase.

"Yeah, in a bit."

"When is that?"

"I don't know. I've still got a few missions to do."

"Okay, well, I'm going to bed. Don't mind me, I'm just getting a drink."

"Okay, yeah, sure. Go for it." Eyes glued to the screen, Beca deflty moves her fingers on her controller, shooting expertly and taking cover when the need arises but she is never one to back out of a fight that is until the brunette spots her wife walking past the TV in nothing but her lacy underwear that excentuates her breasts and backside wonderfully.

Beca's mouth automatically hangs open as she ogles her wife and drools just like a dog does with a bowl of food and Chloe is the food that Beca wants to eat all night and Chloe knows it, too. The redhead opens the fridge and bends right over, pretending to grab something and Beca has to wipe her mouth because right now, she is such an animal and her insticts turn positively primal and when Chloe casually walks past her to go back upstairs, that's when Beca caves.

"H, h, hold up, Chlo! Ah, fuck!" Beca trips up on her charging cord as she goes to turn the console off.

"Oh, coming to bed now, are you?" She teases.

"Shut up." Beca races up to the woman, takes her hand, and yanks her up the stairs hurriedly.

"Oh, just hold on, Bec, let me turn the lights off. You get ready."

"You got it."

As Beca races into the bedroom, Chloe has a quite chuckle as she walks over to the fireplace and grabs her camera and looks at it with a successful and proud grin.

"Gotcha again, Mitchell."

The redhead smiles at the camera before turning it off then proceeds to switch off the living room lights and make her way upstairs where she is greeted with an empty bedroom.

"Beca?" Chloe calls out. "Becs, where are you?"

The woman walks around the bedroom trying to find her wife to no avail. It's only when Chloe reaches the walk-in wardrobe that Beca leaps out in front of her suddently, causing a loud scream to escape Chloe's mouth and her body to jolt in horror.

"Ha!" Beca laughs.

"Oh, very funny, Beca Mitchell! I'm five-months pregnant and you go and scare the daylights out of me!"

"Oh, but it gets better, baby," Beca walks over to the bedside table and picks up her personal camera and holds it up. "Gotcha!"