Prompt: Beca calls a phone sex operator and ends up falling for her. Oh and of course she’s super awkward at first.
aaah thanks for the prompt! i know this has been in my inbox for quite a while now but oh well, enjoy!———
Beca regretted it as soon as she dialed the number and while she wanted to do nothing more than to hang up again, she knew that perhaps she should at least try. It hadn’t been her own idea, of course not, only Stacie would come up with something that unlike Beca and only she would get Beca to actually do said ridiculous thing that the brunette was more than just a little hesitant about.
And so she was basically cursing under her breath when a woman with an ,admittedly, amazing voice answered the phone call, though Beca knew she shouldn’t have been surprised about that, guessing that you kind of need a great voice to do that kind of job. She, for one, probably wouldn’t be able to seduce someone with only her mouth, not that she wanted to try.
Beca was too nervous to actually comprehend what the other woman was saying, at least not until she properly introduced herself.
“I’m Chloe, what can I do for you?” she asked, and Beca was left wondering how someone could sound that hot while saying something as ordinary as her own name.
“Uhh hi,” the brunette managed to mumble nervously. “I’m Beca.”
“Ohh a girl,” Beca could basically hear Chloe smirk and the fact that she sounded genuinely excited made her feel fuzzy all over. Though she wasn’t going to admit that, obviously not. She had just called because she was curious, not because she actually wanted to use their services. “I like that.”
When Beca stayed quiet, not finding anything to say that wouldn’t be incredibly awkward, Chloe kept going with a chuckle. “A nervous one, huh? What can I do to help you feel more comfortable?”
Chloe’s voice was dripping with arousal and sex and Beca almost choked upon imagining all of the things that the other woman could be suggesting. “I-I… I’m not sure…”
“This is your first time, isn’t it?”
Beca didn’t know why she felt caught, didn’t know why she felt absolutely embarrassed and didn’t know why she blushed. It was, after all, her first time and she knew that there was absolutely nothing wrong with that, and yet her ego was xkind of bruised after she realized how obvious she must have been. “Yeah…”
“I can tell,” Chloe laughed softly but quickly composed herself when silence was the only thing she got in response, realizing that her words had probably come across anything but comforting. “It’s fine though. Cute, even. There’s really nothing you have to worry about, I promise.”
Beca let out an audible sigh of relief, making herself chuckle. “It’s just… this is incredibly weird. I usually don’t do stuff like this…”
“How about we start by making sure you’re all relaxed and comfortable, mh?” Chloe asked and Beca realized, perhaps a bit too late, that she couldn’t see her nod. Luckily for her, Chloe took the silence as s yes. “Are you in your bed?”
“Sitting on my bed.” Beca found it much easier to answer direct and less awkward questions and it gave her back some of the confidence she’d been missing.
“How about you lay down instead? Are you wearing comfortable clothes?”
“Sweaters,” Beca chuckled and Chloe hummed in approval.
“Wanna know what I’m wearing?” she asked seductively and, once again, took the silence that followed as a yes. “I wish you could be here to see my tiny, black thong.”
Beca almost choked on her own saliva. This was more like what she had expected and yet it was taking her off guard. “A-are you really wearing that…?”
To her own surprise, Chloe started laughing. “Funny, you’re the first person to ask that question.”
Beca was surprised by that, used to question everyone’s motives. “Really?”
“Believe it or not, the horny guys that usually call me just love to pretend that it’s true.”
Beca was chuckling as well now, though she wasn’t ready to drop the subject just yet. The woman’s voice was intriguing, in a way, and making her feel things she hadn’t in a while. Feelings that she missed. “But, is it? True, I mean?”
“Who knows?” Chloe was using that seductive voice of hers again and Beca decided to give up. Perhaps pretending the same thing those guys did would actually help her. “Can I ask you a question?”
Beca almost smirked, noticing that Chloe was still trying to sound hot but being unable to hide the little hint of genuine curiousness. “Well, some might say my job’s perfect for picking up loads of girls, but it’s kinda the opposite. I haven’t…you know, been with anyone in a while…”
“Mmh so I’m guessing you had a lot of fun alone then, huh?” The question resulted in Beca, once again, choking on nothing but thin air, which quickly turned into a full blown coughing fit. And despite the fact that she should have been able to stay professional, Chloe couldn’t help but laugh loudly.
They were both out of breath once silence settled between them again and Beca was grinning softly to herself. “Can I ask you a question now?”“Go ahead.”
“Is Chloe your real name?”
Their conversation really spiraled then, the reason why Beca had called in the first place long forgotten as she found out that the other woman’s name was, in fact, Chloe. The two of them ended up talking about the most random things and Beca’s smile never left her lips as she got to find out more about Chloe, things she hadn’t ever expected.
“And his name is Tupac! Can you believe that? This girl’s seriously crazy, in an adorable way.” Beca had absolutely no idea how they had ended up talking about her friend’s hamster, even though they had started with the topic of masturbation. Though there was also the fact that approximately three hours had passed since Beca had actually dialed Chloe’s number and she was now yawning right into her phone every few minutes.
“You’re tired, you should go to sleep.”
“But I like this.” Chloe chuckled, knowing that Beca was probably pouting on the other end of the line. Though, of course, she would never be able to know for sure.
“We’ve been talking for three hours. You do realize you still gotta pay even if we’re not, you know..”
Beca smiled softly to herself. Chloe was obviously avoiding ‘crude’ words in order to make her feel comfortable. It worked.
“I know, but it’s kind of worth it.” Beca meant every single word of that and the little sound that Chloe let out definitely sounded confused. “I’ve been in music business for a while now, this is the first genuine conversation I’ve had in what feels like ages.”
Chloe seemed to understand now, but managed to find something nice in the sad revelation Beca had just made. The brunette had realized just how happy and positive the other woman was after about an hour of talking to her on the phone. “Speaking of music, I don’t think I’ve told you I can sing, have I?”
“I’m serious!” the brunette laughed. “I’m paying for this, after all.”
Beca hadn’t expected Chloe to actually do it, but she was an absolute goner as soon as the other woman started to sing a soft and incredibly beautiful melody.
Had she just fallen for a phone sex operator?
Beca called almost every day after that. It was quite ridiculous, really, but every day after work she’d get comfortable and call her favorite phone sex operator. All of the things she had gotten to know about the other woman filled her with joy and having actual, real conversations with someone made her feel better than she had in a while.
They’d usually talk for hours, about everything that came to their minds. They never tried to actually have phone sex again, though Chloe couldn’t help but make some dirty innuendos every now and then, just to experience the pure pleasure of flustering the other girl. Something she found incredibly endearing and cute.
“My boss worries about you, thinks you’re some kind of stalker.”
“What?” Beca mumbled, her mouth full of Chinese takeaway. She had just gotten comfortable on her couch and called Chloe, though she hadn’t expected that sentence to be the first words she’d hear out of the redhead’s mouth that day.
“Well, you’ve been calling every day for like two weeks straight now, can you blame him?”
Beca laughed loudly then, supposing that no, she really couldn’t blame him. The whole situation was ridiculous. “Hey, it’s not my fault that a phone sex operator is my best friend!”
“Did you just friendzone me?”
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