Summary
An awaited meetings and little surprises. Partying in a gay club.
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When the DJ saw the nameplate of the club, Beca wasn't so sure she wanted to go in there. But her lovely girlfriend of three years clearly didn't agree with Beca's opinion.
“I still can’t believe you talked me into it!” Beca’s indignation couldn’t be missed. They reached the entrance and Beca was pulled by her hand straight to the bar. “You know I don’t like this club!” Ignoring Beca's grumbling her girlfriend waved the bartender over. The woman racked her eyes over them and salaciously winking asked “Ladies, what can I do for you?”
“Two shots of Jose!” The tall brunette leaned over the counter, giving the chick a generous view of her breasts. “And one vodka on the rocks!” After only two minutes they had their drinks and after downing the shots and sharing the vodka, two girls decided to go look for their designated company.
“Stacie?”
“Umhm.” Stacie was moving fluidly through the sea of bodies. The place was packed this Wednesday.
“Stace!”
“Babe, quit fretting! We’re here to have fun.” The tall brunette turned to the DJ. “And weren’t it you producing most of the whining that we haven’t seen Chloe and Aubrey in ages?” She lifted her perfectly sculptured brow. Beca scowled in response.
“Yeah, sure was. We really haven’t seen them in weeks.” The slightly shorter girl pulled Stacie into the embrace. “And the phone doesn't give them justice. But I didn’t agree to a gay club!” Beca complained though a small smile hovered on her lips. Willingly sinking into her girlfriend's embrace, Stacie snaked her arms around Beca’s neck and initiated a kiss. Their PDA's could never be called tame or reserved. Fully immersing themselves in the feeling of each other lips and meshing bodies, two girls kissed as if there was no tomorrow. Parting their lips Stacie answered “Chloe picked it. I’m sure, Aubrey will join in on your dislike.” Beca smiled at that.
“Maybe I have an idea how you manage to make me do everything you want.” Still holding onto each other, Stacie let out a sound that depicted all the amusement she felt in that second.
“Not like you resist us all that much.” Pecking Beca on the lips once more, the leggy brunette again started to look around searching for their friends. Her mouth split in a smile upon spotting them, morphing then into a smirk. Following her girlfriend’s stare, Beca herself couldn’t hold in the giggle.
Two girls on the dance floor were locked in a heated make-out themselves. Aubrey held the redhead closely, their hands intertwined and their hips almost indistinguishable from one another. Chloe’s head was tilted back and she was currently being kissed by her blonde girlfriend. The beat of music guided their movements but you could see that the girls with each passing second danced to their own rhythm more and more. The DJ looked at Stacie and noted her favorite devilish sparkle in her eyes. They simultaneously nodded.
Slowly sauntering forward Beca came up to the dancing couple from the front, watching as Stacie approached them from the back, inching closer to Aubrey. Seeing the couple's kiss was coming to an end and noticing her girl’s hands grasping Bree’s hips, Beca unabashedly pressed her body fully into Chloe’s, guiding the ginger girl into her own arms.
