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First date

It's ridiculous. She has no idea why she's so nervous.

Back at Barden, they'd never actually done this. Yeah, they'd gone out to dinner together, obviously, but they'd never really bothered dating. After that first kiss at Lincoln Center, they'd just sort of fallen into being together, completely. No awkward dinner dates required. Still, Jesse wants to start over, and Beca can see the wisdom in that. They both different people than the other one remembers. They need to figure each other out again.

She spent most of the day looking for a dress. Hopefully, he'll like this one. God. Why is she so nervous?

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Jesse changed quickly, opting to go for some knit pants and the vest the he had been wearing. She said she would miss it and Jesse was a very thoughtful guy, if nothing else. Stepping back into the kitchen he started getting himself a small bowl.

"So are you ready for this? You're not going to fall asleep halfway through on me?"

"You look like something from Magic Mike," says Beca, skirting the question altogether. "Hoping for a small role in the sequel?"

"Wait, there's a sequel? We absolutely need to find that movie and watching it," Jesse said with a laugh. He noticed how she had skipped his other question but that was fine. Once the movie started he was sure she'd be interested.

"Now come on, let's to crash on the bed and watch the movie."

"I can't tell if you're being facetious or not," says Beca, walking ahead of him into his bedroom. "But I would be totally into that.

"Why wouldn't I want to watch it?" Jesse asked as he followed after her before getting the movie set up. Now that it was happening he was looking forward to falling asleep next to her. Maybe if she wasn't able to stay up it wouldn't be so bad.

"It's a movie about a bunch of guys being bros. they're basically the Trebles with more muscles and less singing."

"And way more nudity," says Beca, sitting in the middle of his bed cross-legged.

"I think I can handle a little nudity," Jesse said, queue the movie up before laying back on his bed. Reaching out he wrapped his arms around Beca and pulled her back against him so that she was leaning against his chest. He didn't want to just and watch a movie with Beca with neither of them touching.

Beca leans back against his chest, drawing her bare legs up as she eats her ice-cream. This feels so familiar it's hard to remember that anything's amiss.

Jesse provided occasional commentary to the movie as they ate, his head resting on her shoulder after his ice cream was done. A bit later he had taken to whispering in her ear, the entire situation feeling too intimate to talk at a normal volume. Before long though that evolved into just nuzzling along her neck, breathing in her scent and how soft her skin felt on his lips.

He's making it really, really difficult to concentrate on the movie. She doesn't say anything but she does tilt her head to give him more room, her eyes still half focused on the screen.

Jesse nuzzled a bit more along her neck until she tilted it up and he couldn't resist the urge to plant soft, open mouthed kisses along her throat. Jesse didn't want to resist the urge. His initial assessment of how long it was going to take to feel comfortable around Beca was probably not very accurate. Everything about being with her felt so right that he realized it wasn't a scary or dangerous thing, it was just affirming that they were meant to be together.

For someone who's been obsessed with taking it slow, those feel like pretty serious kisses. Beca's terrified to do anything that'll stop him. She sighs, though, shifts backwards to press closer against him.

Jesse reached up and brushed her hair away from her neck so that he could kiss up her neck and along her jaw. He pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth before just resting his forehead against her, letting her choose whether or not to turn her face so that he could kiss her properly. Jesse really, really hoped that she would turn her head toward him, even just a bit.

It's a pretty strong hint and Beca isn't going to wait to get it twice. She turns her head, catching Jesse's mouth with hers, just a light kiss at first, not pushing too hard.

Jesse kissed her softly at first, almost like he needed to get used to the feeling of her lips on his. A little spark of something raced along down his spine from the moment his lips touched hers. He pressed forward just a bit, deepening the kiss, wanting more of her.

Beca shifts, almost in his lap, her hand on his arm, palm against bare skin. She leans forward, unable to stop herself, because kissing him feels so good.

Jesse put his hands on her waist to pull her closer, kissing more earnestly now, teasing her lips with his tongue. He didn't want to stop kissing her and he hoped that this didn't freak her out. He wasn't sure if he was comfortable with more but this? This was incredible.

When Jesse doesn't give any signs of stopping, Beca wraps both arms around his neck, holding him to the kiss as she opens her mouth for his tongue. God, he feels good.

Jesse gave a low growl when he felt her respond and he tightened his grip on the shirt she was wearing as he leaned backward pulling her with him as his fingers threaded through her hair. This was perfect, this was the right thing and exactly how he wanted to end this evening.

He leans backwards, pulling Beca on top of him, and she's quite happy to lean down into the kiss, her hair falling forward to curtain both of them as they kiss.

"We are going to have sex way sooner than I thought we were," Jesse said, voice breathless as he continued to kiss her, a bit more eagerly now. It was probably a really bad idea to be doing this on his bed if they were going to wait a bit to go all the way but it felt really good. "Not tonight, but definitely soon."

"Are you kidding me?" says Beca, huffing a laugh between kisses. "You can't kiss me like that and tell me I have to keep all my clothes on." She leans in, kissing him as deep as she can.

"Alright, fine," he said, smiling against her lips as he wrapped his arms around her to pull her tight against him. Her kisses were absolutely amazing and he'd forgotten just how much he missed them. "But you do have to keep all of my clothes on at least."

Beca rolls her eyes, taking a trio of quick kisses, pressing them to Jesse's mouth.

"God, Jesse, I want you. I can't help it," she says, kissing him again.

For a moment he couldn't say anything, he was too distracted by her kisses. As difficult as it was for him to resist going any further tonight it was probably even worse for her. She was used to this sort of thing and he absolutely wasn't.

"I know. I've known ever since I serenaded you from my parents car that first day of school."

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