The gym. Why the hell was she at the gym? Beca hated the gym, and not hated in the "oh you'll feel good afterwards" kind of way, no, she hated it in the "I'm only fucking doing this crap so I'll not pull another muscle at Bellas rehearsal".
That's why when she did finally drag her sorry ass into the gym - two weeks after she said she'd start going - she was in such a funk it actually took her a while to spot the familiar face across the room. Chloe was doing yoga, or Pilates or whatever exercises it was that involved stretching - she could hardly tell the difference between a treadmill and an exercise bike - and Beca was going to go over and say hi, like she really was, but then Chloe stretched.
Now on a good day at Bella's rehearsals Beca had a hard time keeping her eyes off Chloe's ass when she done a stretch, but when the red head was wearing them really tight yoga pants and a tank top, well then she didn't stand a chance.
She couldn't help but become mesmerised as Chloe got down on all fours and arched her back, her ass falling into the gentle rolling curve she created with her spine right up to the nape of her neck, where lose strands of red hair fell from her messy bun. Beca almost fell from the elliptical however when Chloe sat back onto her heels, ass now jutting out past her feet as she placed the palms of her hands on the floor in front of her and stretched again.
Damn yoga was hot.
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Chloe knew she was being watched. She also knew Beca was new to the whole gym experience, otherwise she may realize that her leering was extremely obvious, especially as Chloe done her work out in front of a mirror.
Usually getting stared at in the gym would creep Chloe out. It was something about the lust and appreciation in Beca's eyes though. It not only caused Chloe to exaggerate her poses as much as possible, but it was also fair to say it turned her on, like a lot.
She was in the middle of the triangle - and okay that didn't require you to jut your ass out, but Chloe would swear to bad posture in a court of law, so whatever - when she finally managed to catch Beca's eye in the mirror.
She wasn't quite sure what had caused her to do it, but the second she locked eyes with the brunette - who practically had her hand in her pants already - she winked. It wasn't anything overly dramatic or theatrical either, which probably made it worse. It was a quick seductive flash accompanied by a sultry smirk that had Beca scurrying into the changing rooms.
She should have left it at that as well. One wink to see where she stood - and it was obvious that she was located firmly in the grounds of "I really like you but my god I'm awkward about it" - and then she could get back to her yoga and possibly do something about it in the future, but she didn't.
Instead she rose to her feet gracefully and followed the path Beca had taken, glancing around her to make sure no one else looked like they were just about to finish their work out before sliding in the door of the woman's changing rooms behind the brunette.
"It's rude to stare you know." Chloe whispered, having crept silently right up to the brunette until she stood directly behind Beca, who'd already stripped to just her bra and underwear - probably having planned on taking a cold shower.
"Fuck, Chloe!" Beca screeched, dropping her towel as she jumped and turned.
"Was that a request?" Chloe teased, taking a single step closer to the shorter woman and looking down at her through her lashes.
"Yea, I no... I mean, no... I wasn't staring!" Beca stumbled over her words, a blush rushing to her cheeks.
"Lying never got anyone anywhere." Chloe scolded softly, taking another daring step up to the brunette until there was less than an inch between their bodies.
"I'm not..." Beca started, but was cut off when Chloe ghosted her lips across Beca's, melding their mouths together hesitantly, yet with determination.
"If you still want to tell me you're not lying I can leave right now and finish my workout." Chloe prompted once she broke their lips apart, staring expectantly at the younger woman awaiting a reply.
Rather than reply Beca propelled herself forward and locked lips with the red head once more, the pair almost falling as they stumbled towards the wall of the changing room for some support, their hands already moving frantically over one another's bodies as their mutual pent up desire took hold of them.
Chloe's layers were discarded promptly, as was Beca's bra and underwear, the decision being made in between kisses to move things to a cubicle, Beca bolting the door behind them before allowing her eyes to travel over the woman in front of her, who was standing now, waiting for the brunette to make the next move.
She didn't have to wait long, as Beca quickly closed the small gap between them once more, attaching her lips first to Chloe's then to the other girls jaw and neck, working up a trail of red marks that caused Chloe to moan almost inaudibly at first, though her octave rose when Beca's arms wrapped around her back and cupped her ass, her short nails raking over the soft firm skin causing Chloe to groan in pleasure.
Chloes own hands were quick to react, dragging her nails down over Becas collarbones until they reached her breasts, taking the mounds in her hands and squeezing them roughly, beginning to tweak at the nipple until it hardened to a stiff nub before shaking Beca's mouth off her neck and leaning down to suck on the hard flesh, her teeth biting down softly before her tongue ran over the bite to calm the sharp pain.
Beca gasped at this, and her grip on Chloe's ass tightened, her nails now running higher to a point half ways up Chloe's back. It wasn't enough though. Chloe could feel a throbbing at her core and she knew exactly what she needed to satisfy it.
"Beca." She gasped as she pulled her head away briefly from the other woman's chest, her partners able hands knowing on reflex what to do once the words were uttered as one slid around to Chloe's clit and began to massage the tender flesh, causing a satisfied groan to escape Chloe's lips.
Chloe wasn't sure how the other woman managed to balance, but seconds later she was met with the sensation of Beca's knee moving up between her legs and pushing hard against her cunt, the broader base of pleasure coupled with Beca's continued hand rotations causing her to emit a guttural groan of joy.
As her pleasure increased she knew she needed to return the favour, and one of her hands slid quickly down the length of Beca's toned stomach, quickly finding its way into Beca's wet folds as she quickly inserted two fingers and began to push them in and out, her thumb taking up rubbing circles in Beca's tender bundle of nerves.
Beca took this as a hint and pulled her knee away only to slid her own agile digits into Chloe's slick folds, her momentum meeting that of the red heads as they clung to one another for dear life.
Chloe could feel herself coming close, but didn't want to go first, opting instead to insert her fingers to the knuckle, curling them as she withdrew them slowly, stopping just millimetres before she pulled them out and repeating the motion twice more before she could feel Beca's walls begin to clench around her, then and only then allowing herself to give in fully to the sensation she was feeling.
This resulted in them coming together, Chloe's screams almost completely drowning out Beca's throaty moans of pleasure that filled up the small space they were enclosed in and seemed to echo out into the room around them as they slumped against the wall of the changing cube, clutching one another for dear life.
"That was far better than my original workout." Chloe panted once some of her breath had actually returned to her.
"Glad I could be of service." Beca smirked, making no effort to pull away from the red head, which caused Chloe to grin internally. "Should we leave?" She asked after a moment.
"I'd leave it a while..." Chloe smirked. "If there's anyone out there they just heard way more than they should have... we should probably wait until we're sure it's empty again." She explained.
"Valid point." Beca nodded in agreement.
"Plus this isn't so bad." Chloe added, her arms wrapping themselves further around the petite woman.
"Well yea... the only reason I wanted to leave was to get on with round two somewhere more private." Beca informed her then, planting a delicate kiss on the red heads shoulder.
