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PP2 Becommissar

Kommissar smirked before pulling the Bella close to her. "You know, you really are adorable. Like a mouse." She chuckled and moved closer, before kissing Beca gently on the lips.
 
Beca found herself pushing her body closer to Kommissar as the woman pulled her against her body. The German was very warm and despite her toned body, she was incredibly soft.


"I-" she was cut off from what she was about to say by Kommissar kissing her. At first, she was frozen, but then her eyes slipped closed and she relaxed.
 
Kommissar pulled back and her eyelids slowly fluttered open. Her face held a slight blush but she returned to her confident self a moment later. She smiled and watched the reaction of the Bella.


"Did you enjoy that, little mouse? I certainly wouldn't mind doing that again."She practically purred when speaking.
 
Beca whimpered when Kommissar pulled away. The kiss was very sweet and soft unlike the harsh, fiery ones she had with Jesse. Everything with him was so hard and forceful on both ends. It was nice to feel soft lips gently press against hers.


The Bella couldn't speak, her thoughts scrambled. Instead, she tried to hide her face. The only spot there was to hide was Kommissar's body, right against her soft chest. She did indeed look like a little mouse.
 
Kommissar smiled and pulled her mouse against her chest, feeling incredibly protective of her. She chuckled and looked down at Beca. "Would you like a drink? You seem to be tired if you are nestling into me. If you want, we can go sit down and just talk. Ican imagine it has been a long day."


For once, Kommissar found herself to feel protective of the smaller girl, something she was never known for. She could feel this girl pulling some of her barriers down and it intrigued her.
 
Beca was feeling much more calm around Kommissar after their dance and small kiss. She could tell Kommissar was feeling the same as the woman spoke much softer and less teasingly than before.


The Bella loved how strong yet soft the German was and she found it comforting. When she was pulled even closer by a strong arm, Beca practically melted.


"Yes please." she said quietly, still pressed against Kommissar's chest. Just in case the blonde couldn't hear her over the music, she nodded but didn't move away.
 
Kommissar smiled and half-carried the brunette to the bar where she ordered a drink for herself. "What would you like to drink, liebe?"


The German woman kept the Bella close to her, a warm smile on her face.
 
Beca smiled to herself as the German showed off her strength by half carrying her to the bar. She was sure the woman could do more.


She pulled her face away from Kommissar's chest slowly, not really wanting to. The smaller woman looked up at the bartender.


"Long island please." Beca knew she shouldn't be having such a strong drink because it would make her sick later, but she wanted something refreshing.
 
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Kommissar smiled when she got her drink and sipped it. She handed Beca her drink and said teasingly "Are you sure such a small mouse can handle this much alcohol~" She chuckled slightly and took another sip of her drink.
 
Beca stuck her tongue out at Kommissar childishly. She probably couldn't even finish half the drink, though. The small Bella knew she couldn't handle alcohol very good and any time she drank more than two drinks, she ended up passed out wherever she had been.


"I can handle it." she lied. Wanting to be closer to Kommissar's height, she sat on one of the tall bar stools and the top of her head was still only up to about her collar bone.
 
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Kommissar chuckled and patted her tiny mouse on the head. "If you're sure." She downed the rest of her drink before ordering another. She then looked down slightly at Beca who was now a bit higher up.


"Maybe when you finish your drink, I can reward you with a kiss." She winked at her.
 
Beca pouted in mock irritation at the comment and the pat on the head.


"What if I can't finish my drink? You should be telling me not to finish my drink because you'll be the one dragging me out when I'm passed out on your lap."
 
Kommissar smirked slightly at this. "You're the one that said you could handle it. And I'm sure I could carry such a small mouse out of here." She smiled.


"Besides, having you passed out in my lap might not be such a bad thing."
 
"Okay, I might have lied about being able to finish it..." Beca admitted, looking down a bit sheepishly. Her head shot back up to look at her...What was Kommissar? Her cat? No, more like a tiger. Yes, Kommissar was her tigeress.


"You might think that until I'm drooling all over your amazing leather pants."
 
Kommissar chuckled. "Well I suppose you don't have to finish it all to get a kiss." She laughed at the brunette and pulled her into a hug.


"You really are adorable aren't you?"
 
Beca blushed when the blonde called her adorable. Kommissar's comments were now making her feel happy instead of bringing her down.


"What does liebe mean? You called me that twice...."
 
Kommissar smiled. "Liebe means love." She pulled Beca into a hug and chuckled. "I prefer calling you maus though. It's a lot cuter and fits you perfectly."
 
Beca smiled at the other nickname that she was given. As she was pulled into another hug, she cuddled against Kommissar again. Her smaller hands balled in the fishnet shirt that the woman was wearing.


"Maybe I should start wearing fishnet if it makes me look as good as you." she babbled. She didn't think about how many guys and girls would be trying to chase her if she wore fishnet. She was only thinking about how hot it would make her look to Kommissar.
 
Kommissar chuckled and gently ran her fingers through Beca's hair. She sighed contentedly, showing off a side taht she had never really showed off before.


"I think your usual clothes make you look attractive enough. Besides, I wouldn't want to yell at people because they were looking at you in an inappropriate way." She chuckled and whispered slyly. "That's my job, not theirs."
 
Beca laughed and looked up from her spot against Kommissar's chest. Her hands stayed balled up in the woman's shirt.


"I would like to see you jealous. I'm sure one look would send anyone running home to their mommy." she giggled, something that rarely happened. When she was with Kommissar, her girlier, sweeter side seemed to ooze out of her without her consent. She wasn't fighting it though because she enjoyed having Kommissar call her cute.


"Maybe I'll wear fishnet just to see you jealous. You know, flirt with some guys right in front of you." she teased.
 
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Kommissar shrugged. "If you want to be the reason of said guys going to hospital for a month, then go ahead."


She looked down at Beca. "Somehow, I can't imagine you would wear fishnet. You don't seem like the type of person who would be comfortable in it. If you decide to though, at least let me see you first."
 
Beca laughed. She could imagine Kommissar walking over to some guys who were only staring at her and breaking some of their limbs. Kommissar, her knight in fishnet armor.


"I think you're right. I'll leave the fishnet to you." she said, pulling back some to drink some of her Long Island.


"I still wanna see you when you're jealous. I think it'd be cute."
 
Kommissar chuckled and drank some of her drink. "If you want to risk it, then perhaps you could try to make me jealous. I might have to... punish you for doing it though." She licked her lips and her eyes darkened suddently but she returned to smilling gently at Beca, almost as if nothing had happened,
 
Beca turned from her drink just in time to see the dark look in Kommissar's eyes. A dark blush lit up her face which seemed to be happening a lot since she met Kommissar. Ignoring the 'punishment' comment, Beca looked up at the blonde.


"Making you jealous shouldn't be that hard..." Beca slid off of the bar stool and smiled up at Kommissar, acting innocent before walking off further into the party.
 
Kommissar narrowed her eyes slightly and stood up, before following Beca. She looked left and right, trying to spot her Maus, but couldn't see her due to the masses of people. She sighed, and began to walked towards where she knew Pieter would be. He should be able to help find Beca.


On her way over to her comrade, she couldn't help but wonder what her tiny mouse was up to.
 

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