I've decided to take a break from my other story. Been running out of ideas, and the fact that I have to wake up everyday at the crack of dawn for remedial chemistry classes can really shut down my creative juices. My synapses are all fried and burnt out.
Reviews and constructive criticisms are always helpful.
I present:
Chapter 1: Always
"Wait a minute. You were a lesbian?" asked Kristoff through a mouthful of carrot, clearly aghasted at her fiancée's previously unknown sexual orientation.
Anna stared back with deadpanned teal eyes, wrinkling her nose at the sound of munching carrots. "At the time." she whispered, fingering one of her signature braids.
"Was this before...or - " asked Kristoff again, eyes slowly growing bigger and bigger.
"It was during the time I had a lesbian relationship with an international drug smuggler." completed Anna with one fluid breath. She hated seeing her Kristoff like this: distressed and concerned for her. He was always the worrying type. Guess that's just one of his charms that drew Anna in.
Kristoff's eyes were as wide as the saucers. He got up, strolling around his living room. It was a nice, homely house, complete with warm wooden furniture and a working fireplace. The only sounds were the soft thuds that his feet made against the carpet. "When were you going to tell me?" he huffed out, pacing around the room.
"That was 3 years ago, Kristoff. People make mistakes. Even you did when - "
"Don't change the subject." said Kristoff darkly. Anna winced at the sudden change in his tone.
Anna let out her signature huff. Her fiancé was stubborn, that was sure. Another quality that she found attractive about him. Only this time it was getting on her nerves. "I was at a dark phase at my life. I didn't know what I was doing. I wanted to try new things." Her voice began to crackle with frustration and elation.
"Evidently so..." muttered Kristoff, his hand rummaging her unruly blonde hair.
Anna waited until he finished pacing around and sat on his sofa. When he did so, she asked every so softly, "Are you going to let me finish?"
Kristoff gazed at her future wife, brown eyes on piercing blue-green ones. "Sorry I got worked up. It's just...so much to take in, you know."
Anna got up and sat right next to him, rubbing his hand with hers. "I know."
"When you showed up in my life, everything moved so fast. We fell in love. We were going to get married. Then those charges came." Kristoff said as he slumped back even farther. "And now you're being sentenced to prison for 13 whole months."
Anna leaned on Kristoff, stroking his hair. "It was all thanks to your dad that he was able to procure me a short time in prison. We're lucky to have him."
"Yeah. I guess so." Kristoff straightened up, sitting properly in his chair. He turned to face Anna, brows furrowed in deep concentration. This beautiful woman, with her luscious auburn hair and fiesty personality, had somehow mutated into something that's barely recognizable. Essentially a stranger in his eyes, Kristoff didn't know which part of Anna she was facing. Her past, an ever-shrouded mystery, has know caught up to them and affected the two of them.
Kristoff wanted - no, needed - to know what she did all those three years ago. In some part of him, knowing that bit about Anna could potentially change everything. Nevertheless, he was always one to accept and love people.
"How did it all began?" he asked.
...
Anna blinked. She is staring back at her 21 year old self. Counting the number of freckles on her cheeks and shoulders, she wrinkled her small nose. She looked at her reflection again. Her auburn hair was set in delightful pigtail braids, which practically screamed adorable. The bangs were parted on the right side of her face. Complementing it all was a fun, white summer dress with 2 inch shoulder straps.
She is in a bar. Or to be precise, in a bar's restroom. Surprisingly it did not reek of alcohol, but of strong Southern food. Checking up her appearance one more time, she exited out of the stall, she approached one of the waiters. A Maldonia with rich caramel skin and curly brown hair looked up. "How may I be of service, miss?" he says in a thick accent.
"Hi." greeted Anna, flashing her signature smile. She looked at his name tag. Naveen was his name. "I was wondering if you guys were hiring." She waived her resume. She was aware of the power of her dimples. Nobody could resist them.
Absolutely nobody.
"Sorry, but we're all booked." replied Naveen with a sad smile
Anna blinked. Damn it, she thought. Nevertheless, she was still undeterred. "I see. Well, in that case, can I leave my resume here?"
"Sorry again, but it's probably going to end up in the drawer." replied Naveen again.
Anna blinked again. Her dimples were starting to waiver. "Oh, I see."
"Yeah..." Naveen was clearly uncomfortable at this point. He looked like he wanted to leave really badly, evident by the loud squeaks that his rag was making when rubbing it on empty mugs.
"Well, can I at least have a Maldonia GutPunch?" Anna asked meekly, in an attempt to preserve any pride.
Naveen lit up like a Christmas tree. "Now that I can get for you." He turned his back and prepared to make the concoction.
Anna slid herself on a stool, head slumped. How was she able to get a job in a recession like this? Fresh out of college with little to no experience in the real world, she had no direction to follow. She looked around. She was at a casual bar/restaurant called Tiana's. A colorful assortment of people were already here. From loving families to arguing couples, this place was practically packed.
"Too early for a Maldonia GutPunch, don't you think?" said a cool, husky voice to her right. Anna turned around.
A woman in her early twenties was sitting beside her, with leaning on one arm on the counter as she stared at her. And damn did she look good: ocean blue eyes, porcelain skin, and a mane of platinum blonde hair that was braided and elegantly draped over her shoulder. Wearing a black blazer over some blue jeans and a band t-shirt, she looked young, refined, and modern.
And very desirable.
"You're staring." she said in a husky voice.
Anna continued to stare, not registering any sound that came from the blonde goddess before her. She could have felt drool come from her mouth and not even care.
"Um...hi." the woman in front of her said, waving a hand over her face.
Anna suddenly realized what she was doing. Her red soon became a shade of embarrassment. "Hi me?" She pointed to herself. The blonde woman nodded her head slowly, red lips curled in bemusement.
"Oh, yeah. Sorry, I kind of do that. I do that sometimes during awkward situations. This is awkward. Not you're awkward but just because we're - I'm awkward, you're gorgeous - wait what?"
The blonde woman smiled. God, even her lips looked yummy. Perfect crescent moons painted in a delicate shade of pink Anna couldn't quite put her finger on. "I'll have what she's having." she said to the waiter in a husky voice. "Let's see this." Reaching for Anna's resume without permission, she slapped on some secretary glasses and began reading.
"Graduated from Arendelle State University with a degree in journalism magna cum laude. Won the Pulitzer Prize Award." The blonde woman looked back at Anna with one eyebrow raised. "Very good. Bet you must get a lot of attention."
Anna looked around. If those ocean blue eyes can cut through air, she'd be dead on the ground. "Not in this recession."
The blonde woman looked surprised. "You fucking kidding me?"
God, even her usage of profanity sounded so elegant, thought Anna.
The flaxen-haired woman continued. "Then why are you here? Oh no...you've never waited a table in your life, have you?" All poor Anna could do is stare back and shake her head dumbly.
"So...Ms. Anna Summers, you are an up-and-coming reporter, " she summarized, looking down at Anna's resume. "who is passionate about making diners feel good. Safe, well coordinated, and quick on her toes. I like that in a woman." She placed the paper down, then looked up with a curious smirk on her face. "What else do I need to know about you?" she said in her most huskiest and sultriest voice.
"That my name is pronounced AH-NAH, not Anna."
"Norwegian, I presume?" Elsa asked, one perfectly sculpted eyebrow raised.
Anna nodded. "Who are you?" she asked very slowly, as if enunciating each syllable would help her grasp the situation in front of her more clearly. A beautiful blonde is clearly hitting on her. Never before has this ever happened. Truth be told, she had never gotten a lot of attention. She was always the background friend, the one you invite out to a party just because she happened to be friends with another friend. She was always at the peripheral, and never at the center.
But now? She was being acknowledged. Anna felt a surge of euphoria fill up her chest and lungs, and it's quite possibly one of the most exhilarating -
"My name is Elsa".
Anna licked her lips, then mouthed the name as she silently pronounced it. It was such a classy name, one that easily rolls right out the mouth. Simple, clean, and elegant.
"What do you do, Elsa?" asked Anna as she leaned ever so slightly towards her, teal eyes cautiously darting between Elsa's sky blue ones. "Beside make fun of strangers at bars."
It was then that the waiter came back with two Maldonia GutPunches. It was a cross between sweet tea and German beer. Anna watched with amazement as Elsa downed the drink all in one go. Slamming her empty beverage down with a slam, she answered back, "I work for an international drug cartel."
...
"And you believed her?" asked Kristoff.
"At the time." she mumbled shamefully, still fumbling with her braid.
"Seriously?" he exclaimed.
"At the time, I sort of wanted to believe her." she repeated, raising her voice. Kristoff could only stare at her with disbelief, mouth agape. Anna took this as an opportunity to continue. "I was at a dark phase at my life. There was a recession, and I wasn't getting anywhere. I lost most of my friends from college, as they moved on and stopped talking to me. Kristoff, you had no idea how I felt. I wanted something new. Something exiting."
Kristoff crossed his arm. "You certainly got it, considering your charges." "Drug trafficking. Very exiting indeed."
"I wanted to experiment as well." Anna said with an air of sultry and glee, yet there was still a strand of guilt laced in that sentence. "Does that sound very exiting to you?"
"Yeah, and how did that work out for you?" Kristoff's cheeks were reddening, something that usually spells catastrophe in social situations. "Did it blew up in your face? Did you know that it'll eventually catch up to you, as it did when the fucking cops came to our doorstep 2 months ago with evidence of you smuggling drug money and a warrant for your immediate arrest?"
"That was years ago." Anna said with a deadpanned voice.
"And now it caught up to us!" Kristoff exclaimed, hands wild in the air. "You're lucky that my father's a lawyer. It's a miracle that you've got only 13 months of prison sentence." An air of awkward silence broke between them. For a while, the only sound was the crackling of the fireplace.
Anna stopped fiddling with her braids. "I broke up after her as soon as she coerced me into doing it only once."
Kristoff wore a plain expression on his face. It was hard telling what he was thinking. After a few second, he said, "That's a funny word that you've just used. 'Coerced'. Wonder what that entailed..."
Anna looked offended. "What does that mean?"
"You know what it means." spat at Kristoff.
Anna was about to open her mouth and counter with a cold remark, but stopped at the last minute. After all, what would that accomplish? All this fighting and bickering has been going on for weeks. She can only hang her head down in shame.
Her fiancé got up, stretching and pinching the bridge of her nose. "I need some fresh air. I'm going to take Sven for a walk. Be back in an hour." Slamming the front door a little too forcefully, Anna was left alone in his apartment.
Adjusting her position on the sofa, Anna crawled to a fetal position as she watched the fireplace burn.
...
"Come with me." Elsa said from the bedroom.
"Wait, what?" Anna shouted at the bathroom. She was still struggling with her garter belt.
"Come with me. I'll buy you a plane ticket." she yelled across the room, while smoothing out the right side of the bed she was sitting on. She wanted this night to be absolutely perfect. No mistakes could be afforded.
This night is going to be their first night together, after all.
Elsa and Anna were staying at a hotel in the ritziest part of Arendelle. It was small room with a contemporary design about it. Small light bulbs hung from the ceiling and neon glowing wires intertwined the bed poles and the fans, illuminating the room in a dim light. The best part of it was the great view of the entire city. How Elsa afforded this room, Anna did not care. They've currently been dating for over 6 months, and every moment with Elsa felt like complete bliss.
"Gotcha!" exclaimed Anna, having managed to finally clip her garter belt. "Are you serious?" Her eyes and ears were perked up. She looked at herself on the mirror. The complete white lingerie set that Elsa bought for her only brought out her freckles. She had no idea that she had so many, as they were on her shoulders, legs, and even a little on the side of her torso. They definitely made her pop out in that area as well. "Where will we go?" she said, walking to the bedroom.
"To Corona." answered Elsa, adjusting her bra strap. "You've always wanted to get a tan there, no?" said Elsa in her must silkiest voice, fingers tracing the red blanket which entwined her hourglass figure.
Once Anna saw Elsa on the bed, she could only stare back. The black lingerie she was wearing accentuated her pale skin and red lipstick into new heights of erotica. Anna's eyes were glued to the black intricately laced bra, straining ever so slightly against the ample creamy mounds from which they hold. If Aphrodite met her match, it would be the blonde goddess that was before her.
"So...should...you." was all she could garble out of her drooling mouth.
Elsa shook her head. Anna was always the adorable spaz whenever she saw any bit of skin. She was going to have to take this slow. Removing her secretary glasses, she unfurled the blanket around her. "Can't. My pale skin can't get sunburned at all." she cooed, beckoning Anna to come with her finger.
Anna raised her eyebrows. She did not know that about girlfriend. At the moment, her legs felt like jelly and she (strangely) had no control over her actions. It was as if Elsa cast a wicket curse on her, making obey her every whim and command.
"Yeah - it's practically like marble." Elsa scooted over, making room for Anna. Her blue eyes were all on those freckles, especially the ones that trailed to that particular area. When Anna was within arm reach, Elsa made a grab and pulled her on the bed. They both fell together, with Elsa landing on top and immediately seizing the woman's lips lying underneath her.
During the first few weeks they've been dating together, it had always been a soft peck on the lips, or a kiss on a cheek and forehead. Simple innocent public displays of affection.
A couple months into the relationship, and they were having full blown make-out sessions. Sometimes even in public places. Elsa's favorites were usually in the now?
All hell broke loose. The libido levels were of the charts. There was nothing that could restrain the two of them, as their mouths worked together in perfect synch. Gasps of breath and hearty moans filled the air as drips of saliva coated their lips, fueling their lust, beckoning them for more.
Elsa quickly founded Anna's little soft spot: Anna practically squealed with delight as Elsa kissed, nuzzled, and licked every inch of her neck, collarbone, and chest. Moans of "faster" and "don't stop" quickly filled the room, beckoning the dominating woman on top to continue.
Anna in turn, couldn't get enough of Elsa's breasts, shoulders, and back. Being slightly taller than Anna, the blonde had noticeable larger bust. Ample mounds trapped in black, tight lingerie moved flexibly in tandem with the rest of her firm body, showing of even her faint abs which showed in the dim lighting. Anna's arms were all over her, clawing their way blindly on her shapely back as they traced every line of muscle with sharp nails.
"You're look beautiful. Did I forget to tell you that?" Elsa whispered in her ear, biting Anna's earlobe.
"You're look beautifuller, too." Anna gasped as Elsa grabbed a handful of perky, freckled breasts tucked under lacy white lingerie.
"That's not a word, you know."
"Just shut up and fuck me." commanded Anna.
"With pleasure." said Elsa, eyes dilating with lust. Without asking for permission, Elsa unhooked the lacy bra and threw it away. Sitting straight up, Elsa admired Anna's womanly form.
Her frame was nearly identical to Elsa's, only more tanner and pinker in some areas. Breasts, while slightly smaller, were rather quite large in proportion to her thin frame, which evened out with flared hips and long legs. Freckles were most prominent on her shoulders, arms, and lower legs.
So apparently, she has them on the upper part of her breasts, Elsa thought.
"I showed you mine. Now you showed me yours." playfully quipped Anna.
Smiling, Elsa took of her bra as well, letting her goods fly for Anna to see. From Anna's perspective, she looked even more radiant. Every inch of her was pure flawless skin, with no blemishes, moles, acne, or scars (save of the ones she gave her). Her hourglass figure looked even more incredible up close. She had no idea breasts could be sculpted that perfectly!
"32-D, in case you're wondering." added Elsa, quickly catching to what Anna was thinking.
Both girls traced each other's breasts, admiring their contours and shapely form. The kissing resumed, acceleration quickly with hands pinching, slapping, and clawing in various areas of the body. Erected nipples rubbed against each other, setting of discharges of passion and sex.
"Hold on for a sec." said Elsa, before diving from Anna's view.
"Hey, what are - oh my - " Anna gasped as stars exploded in her vision. Arching her back, she felt Elsa's cool digits rub against her flower.
"Yes, dear?" said Elsa as she blew on that area, giving Anna's thigh a long lick.
"I...I want - "
"Want what?"
"Please...don't..keep up - "
" - Anna, dear, you're going to have to use sentences."
"I want you to make me yours." Anna gasped.
"Thought you never asked." Smirking, Elsa inserted a long index finger.
Anna's only response was in rags and short gasps. Elsa inserted her middle finger, and Anna had her face buried in a pillow, muffling her wails as she was on the verge of climaxing. Her entire body was vibrating, pleasure coursing through every fiber of her being.
"Elsa, I'm gonna...I'm gonna..."
"Yes, dear?"
"I'm gonna - ARGH!"
Anna body jolted from the bed, her back fully arched as her breasts stuck in the air and her fingers dug into the sheets. Elsa felt it from her end as well. Her 2 fingers inside felt a sudden increase in pressure and moisture. After several minutes, Elsa withdrew her digits from Anna's womanhood. Elsa's fingers were marvelously coated, glistening in the dim lighting.
"Wow! Elsa, that was amazing! I never felt anything like that before." moaned Anna as her nostrils flared and her chest heaved up and down. Her bangs were already disheveled and framing her face, covering a good portion of her right eye.
"That's because it was your first time."
"I know." Anna said loudly, teal eyes wide open. "What now? Should I do you as well? I never tried, but you can teach me!"
"In a minute, but first," Elsa ducked down once more. Anna looked at her with curiosity as she rummaged through one of her pants. Coming back to bed, Elsa showed her two tickets to Corona. "Please come with me to Corona." Elsa said in her most huskiest voice, licking her coated fingers. "You taste really good, by the way."
"I - Elsa - "
"You'll come, right?" Elsa said continue to play with her as she inserted a flexible finger inside Anna. Twisting and swirling away in bed, Anna could swear that she was about to experience another explosion between her legs.
"Ah - look, Elsa..."
"Yes?" Elsa said, adding in another finger.
"What about..." gasped Anna.
" - your job?" finished Elsa, playfully slapping her breasts which were joyfully bouncing up and down from excitement. Anna could only respond with a whimper between gritted teeth.
"Well..." said Elsa as she pinned Anna's wrist on the bed. Her eyes were heavily dilated with lust - so much so that they've begun appearing black. Elsa was wearing a wicked sneer on her face - looking down on her girlfriend with a small coat of saliva glistening her lips.
"Oh, Elsa..." moaned Anna as her nostrils flared. Her mind couldn't function properly, not with all the stimulus going on down there.
"You'll just keep me company, won't you?" said Elsa, her face within an inch from Anna's.
Anna swallowed, then nodded. She knew the risks of associating someone like her, but she didn't care. She couldn't even think right now! She didn't care where she was going or what she was going to do. All she knows that she was going to see the world with this beautiful woman...who currently has plans of eating her out. She could use some fresh air, anyways. Could even put a good use towards that journalism degree.
All she wanted now was to be with Elsa.
Nodding, Anna closed her eyes, bracing her body once more to be taken away...
...
Anna opened her eyes. She was no longer with Elsa 2 years ago, but now here, in the present, alone in their room. After he left, she had just decided to take a quick shower, change into pajamas, and jump right into bed. Lamp lights from the streets were seeping in from the open blinds, providing some lighting. A fan was spinning directly above her.
Shifting about, she laid their on her backside. Looking up at the fan that was spinning directly above, she imagined the life that she lived. 18 years of a semi-normal childhood, 3 years college, 2 with the most exiting woman in her life, and 1 with her loving soon-to-be husband.
"Story of my life..." she mumbled. In another world, she could've been a great author. Or an undercover agent. Or even a princess.
A snort caught her attention. Turning to her left, Anna saw Kristoff safely snoring beside her. He must've came back early. Anna felt her hand being grasped by his larger, callused ones. They lacked the smooth contours that Elsa possessed.
"Anna..." Kristoff grumbled as he turned to face her. "I'm sorry for getting angry with you."
Anna turned to face him. "No, I should have told you earlier. You've told me all about your secrets."
"What I'm trying to say that it doesn't matter. The past is in the past." Kristoff said, slowly wiping tears that were streaming down in Anna's face. "Just...think of it like a learning experience. You'll get to meet new people - "
" - and learn new things - "
" - and talk about each others experiences - "
" - like learning how to tattoo your initials on someone's behind."
Kristoff scoffed at Anna's childlike demeanor. He always appreciated her way to find humor in the darkest of hours. Guess that's one thing that they share that binds them together. "Yeah, that too." he said, planting a kiss on Anna's forehead. Anna?"
"Yes, Kristoff?"
"Will you be with me forever, till the end of time?"
Anna looked back at him, teal eyes over kind brown ones She knew full well what lied in her heart of hearts. Relationships had their ups and downs, but this time, she knew, that she wouldn't be screwed over. This time, she knew that she had found the one. Kristoff took her in. Sheltered her. Loved her. He gave her more than a home - he gave her a place to live.
A new hope.
A new life.
"Always."
...
"Anna." gasped Elsa. She had just finished recovering from what she can recall her fourth orgasm. Either Elsa is a good teacher, or Anna is an amazing student. Revealing herself from the covers, Anna licked her lips clean, then began pecking her girlfriend on the lips. Beads of sweat coated both of their naked body, clinging to every contour. Breasts hung freely about in the air, liberated from their lingerie and with pinched nipples poking about.
"Yes." she said, laying beside Elsa and playing with her golden braid. Before her lied a body marred in scratch marks and pinches. Her eyes, however, were back to their primary ocean blue.
"Will you stay with me?" she asks calmly while Anna continue to play with her braid.
Anna stopped playing. She looked at back at Elsa. "What?"
"You know what I do. This lifestyle - " she indicated the room they were staying in (which was completely filled with suitcases of drug money and illegal substances). A gun was lying on the cabinet right next to them " - can only last so far. Sooner or later - "
" - don't say that." Anna interrupted, eyes burning with determined resolve.
"Sooner or later, my cartel will be caught, and we'll both have to go into hiding. When that happens..." Elsa sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "...will you stay with me?"
Anna looked at right back at her, teal eyes staring down on ocean blue. She knew full well what lied in her heart of hearts. She has never been in a relationship before, but she knew they had their ups and downs. But with Elsa, there was never any argument or heated exchanges. They meshed together perfectly, in personality and in sexual appetite. She knew her answer almost immediately.
"Elsa, I'll be with you." she said firmly.
Elsa fought back a watery sniff. Her eyes were on the verge of tears. "Always?" she asked beseechingly.
"Always." she finished with a peck on the lips.
And with that, that wraps up Chapter 1!
Let me know what you guys think. Reviews and criticisms are always welcome.
- V