AN: Former Fanfic writer, been gone for years. Giving it another go. Hopefully not too rusty. This story has the option to end at part 1 for those who do not do smutty stuff.

Disclaimer: Don't own any rights to the movie Pitch perfect or the actors...but wouldn't that be a trip.

Must Be Drugs

She felt like a tiny ball of energy ready to explode at any moment. She had never had so many fantastic things happening in her life at once. Here she was standing on stage of the Lincoln Center, holding up the first place trophy with Aubrey. Down in the crowd her father was cheering; actually proud of something she did for the first time in the last 5 years. And then there was the boy just fifteen feet away to her left . The boy she just recently realized she was crazy about. The boy, whose lips were melted against hers only moments ago, were now smiling genuinely for her despite his runner up loss to the Bellas. Beca suspected someone may he drugged her because she swore you could only get this high pharmaceutically.

"Yes Chloe I swear I will come back to the party. I just need a minute to chill and get it together." Beca attempted to pry the redhead's arms off her shoulders but she must have been on aca-roids at that moment.

"Oh Beca, you saved the Bellas! I am so glad I made you be my friend." She gave her another squeeze and a wet one on the cheek. "If you aren't back in 10 mins I'll assume you are getting treble-boned." She winked as she skipped away to flirt with a particularly cute boy from BU manning the keg.

Beca flushed at her comment and did a survey for the afore mentioned boy without success. The energy level in the hotel suite was high with all the finalist acapella groups were in attendance. It reminded her of their initiation night and at with that thought she decided to retreat for a few moments before a group song broke out.

She slipped from the hotel room into the hallway and checked her phone hoping maybe Jesse had texted looking for her. With no luck again she debated texting him herself but felt suddenly insecure about being that "clingy girl" and decided against it. Halfway down the hallway of the third floor her phone chirped and she smiled seeing it was Jesse.

Where did you go aca-girl?

She quickly typed a reply, None of you business Nerd ;) Possibly the first winky face she had ever typed in her life. *chirp*

The aca-boy deserves to know where his aca-baby mama is going.

An uncontrolled smile crept on her lips and she shook her head.

"What too soon for aca-babies?" His voice behind her made her jump.

"God Jesse! What the hell!" She leaned back against the hallway wall, her hand to her now pounding chest. He looked completely satisfied with himself. "Were you following me?"

He smirked and she melted. "Chloe told me you were stopping by your room."

Get it together Beca, it's just a smile. He's smiled at you thousands of times. "And you know where my hotel room is because you are stalker," she replied matter of factly as she resumed her walk down the hall.

"Pretty much." He kept stride behind her as she pulled out her key card and entered to room. He sat on the bed that was obviously hers as the other one was covered in the neon leggings and size D leopard print bras of Fat Amy. He leaned back making himself comfortable and looked up at Beca as she stood before him with fiddling with the key card in her hand.

"So…" She started. She was looking everywhere in the room except at him. He smiled to himself and sat up simultaneously reaching for her hand. He pulled her to him so her knees touched the bed between his legs and stretched up to kiss her. He had been dying to taste her lips again and given her response in deepening the kiss, he suspected she had been going through the same.

"I liked having you serenade me." He smiled against her lips when they paused to breathe. "Just how many times did you watch the movie before you got to the end? Oh." She punched him hard in the chest and he fell back. He was only half feigning pain, since her tiny fist did actually pack quite the punch.

"Once you dork-wad. But it's not really the same without the unsolicited fun facts." She laid down on the bed next to him and smiled.

He turned his head looking over at her. "Does that mean you want to continue movication?"

"Regularly scheduled, just like my appointments at the gynecologist. Stop grinning like that, you look like an idiot."

Jesse shifted to his side to lean over her. "Can't help it," he whispered before leaning into kiss her again, parting her lips with his tongue. She groaned as his hand moved to her hip and gave it a small tug to pull her against him. His lips moved to her ear, nibbling on her lobe then moved on with his tongue tickling down her neck line to the collarbone. The whole action made her squirm underneath him, providing more friction between their bodies. Jesse had been pretty aggressive when it came to the flirting with Beca but she had not gone as far as to imagine that he would be equally bold in the physical department. She arched her back pushing into him as his lips caressed the top of her breasts where the V of her collar began.

Then suddenly his warmth was gone from her.

"Sorry Bec, if we keep this up I'm not going to be able to stop." He backed up on the bed a good two feet away from her.

She propped herself up on her elbows. "Maybe we don't have to stop?" It was more of a statement then a question. The look in her eyes at that moment was smoldering and Jesse felt for the first time that this seriously sexy girl of his dreams could actually be his.

"I don't have a condom. Unless you do?" He instantly felt queasy at the idea of Beca having condoms on hand for a road trip but was relieved and disappointed at the same time when she shook her head no.

She rolled her eyes and let out an exasperated sigh, "How can you not have a condom? Isn't there a boy scout motto about always being prepared?" She was only half joking. One thing she did learn on her road to ICCA was the Treblemakers had their share of aca-groupies and several of the nerds regularly got laid.

"Well you and I weren't exactly on speaking terms before tonight. So sex wasn't really in the cards for the weekend." And suddenly she wanted him more than ever. She thought about having him go back and ask one of the Trebles for one, but then everyone at the party would know they were "treble-boning." Even Aubrey. Then suddenly it dawned on her.

Beca sprang up from the bed to the opposite end of the room and rummaged through Fat Amy's backpack. She turned back to Jesse and gave him a seductive smile producing for him a foil packet between her fingers. "I'm sure she won't mind if we borrow one."

He grinned back and gestured for her to come back his way. She offered the condom to him when she was in arms reach. He took if from her and placed it on the nightstand next to the bed before grabbing her behind the knees and dragging her onto the bed to straddle him. "There is more foreplay to do before that." And he resumed his oral ministrations on her body and suddenly Beca wondered if someone had also slipped her ecstasy as well.

The End-ish

Part 2 for Smut, end it now if you like it where it stands.