Summary:
She should have locked her door - her girlfriend and her father agree.
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"Are you in love with me?" Chloe asked as she climbed onto Beca's bed and positioned herself slowly, languidly on top of her girlfriend.
"Hmmmm, let me think," Beca said and mimicked someone deep in thought while Chloe grinned at her antics.
"Don't think too long or I might decide that you're not worth the wait."
"Oh, you would do that would you? Just up and leave?" Beca teased but then sobered. She cupped Chloe's jaw in one of her hands, stroking the side of the lovely girl's face. "I love you," she vowed. "And I'm also in love with you. You're my princess." Beca kissed Chloe passionately and the two young women lost themselves for a few minutes in the sensual exploration of each other's mouths. When they finally parted, breathless but smiling happily, Chloe fingered the slight chain around her girlfriend's neck.
"If I'm your princess, does that mean you're my prince?" the redhead asked. Beca laughed.
"Oh, no. No way. I'm no prince. I'm... I'm that incredibly cool girl you always wanted to be friends with but were not allowed to. The... stewart's daughter, living next to the stables, always around horses. You would sneak glimpses at me from your room in the highest tower of the castle."
"I bet they were long lingering glances... at your cute little behind," and Chloe pinched the body part in question. Beca squeaked but sobered quickly.
"You were totally enamored," she told Chloe.
"With the girl who always had straw in her hair and smelled of horse shit," the taller girl concluded and they both giggled.
"You betcha," Beca agreed and nibbled on Chloe's chin.
They started kissing again, letting their hands roam freely where they longed to go, shedding clothes in the process.
"When will your folks be back?" Chloe asked between passionate kisses and breathless moaning.
"Trev's at school for at least another hour, Sharon's in NOLA for a conference and dad... hmmmm, that feels good... dad's got a late appointment with the chair of his department," Beca answered before completely giving herself over to all the things that felt incredible and that Chloe was doing to her.
"When're you gonna tell your dad about us?" the redhead then asked and the sophomore felt her mood falter a little. She focused her eyes on her girlfriend. "Beca, you're living with your dad and his family now, he's gonna find out sooner or later when I'm here all the time," Chloe broached the subject of a duscussion that had lingered at the back of her mind ever since Beca moved into her father's house.
They had agreed that Beca should take a year off from working at the station, working at all, and just focus on the Bellas and her studies. But Beca hadn't wanted to live with another obnoxious roommate and since she and her dad had bonded at the end of the last school year it had seemed a good idea to move in with him and his family. And then things had progressed beyond friendship with Chloe and her, were still progressing but slower since Chloe had a job in the city and couldn't visit as often as they both would like. Spending time at the Mitchell's house became kind of their only chance to be together at all... but they had to be discreet, had to sneak around. And Chloe was starting to get annoyed with the secrecy and the hiding.
"Chlo, I really... I wanna tell him, 'kay? It's just... thing are good between us for the first time in years. I..."
"I know you're afraid, Becs, I know. But your dad is an okay guy, he'll understand. And if not, well, I'm the princess and I want his daughter." Chloe gave Beca a small smile. She didn't want to make light of Beca's fears because she knew all too well that they were real but she wasn't used to being in the closet and it was hard on her.
