First date

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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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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.

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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.

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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.

[a_capella_boy]

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.

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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.

[a_capella_boy]

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.

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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.

[a_capella_boy]

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.

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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.

[a_capella_boy]

"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."

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"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.

[a_capella_boy]

"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."

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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.

[a_capella_boy]

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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"It was later than that," says Beca, shifting against him a little, the thin cotton of his t-shirt doing very little to hide suddenly hard nipples. "Not much, but later."

[a_capella_boy]

Jesse tried really, really hard not to focus on what all her shirt was showing and instead of the way her lips tasted against his, how good it felt to have her pressed against him.

"So when is the first time you realized he would totally sleep with me?"

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Beca thinks about that for a second.

"The Riff-Off," she says, "Was the first time. Then when you made me watch the end of the Breakfast Club. I fought against it pretty hard but I was pretty done after that."

[a_capella_boy]

"I was ridiculously proud of you during the Riff-Off," he said, kissing along her neck as he spoke, sucking lightly. He realized this was stuff she probably already knew but he wanted to tell her. "It was the first time I'd seen you actually having that much fun."

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"It was awesome though, right?" she says, grinning, pushing her fingers into his hair as he kisses her skin. "Once everyone caught on. I still say you guys won on a technicality."

[a_capella_boy]

"Technically we won, yes. We won and you lost," he said, voice changing to a growl as her fingers move through his hair. Jesse really, really liked that. Move down to her should her sucked a bit harder, hard enough to make her but in an area she could easily cover up.

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Beca twists her fingers in his hair, pulling a little, and then bends down to take another deep, hungry kiss.

[a_capella_boy]

Jesse was more than glad to drop the conversation in return for more kisses. He groaned against her mouth as his tongue teased against hers, hips shifting up on the bed just a bit.

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Beca's free hand presses against Jesse's side, against his bare skin, thumb nail scratching lightly as they kiss.

On 7 August 2015 at 20:46, a_capella_boy - DW Comment < dw_null@dreamwidth.org> wrote:

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Jesse hissed in pleasure at the way her skin was so warm against his, how the thumbnail was a sharp distraction from the softness of her kiss and he moaned a bit against her mouth.

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"C'mon, Jesse," she says, and she's half teasing both of them. "There's a tonne of stuff we can do that's not...it."