She couldn't find him anywhere. She had looked through the entire hotel and nothing. Walking into her room she flopped onto the bed. Esmé sat up and looked at her suitcases. She could at least unpack. She opened the closet, Olaf was inside.
"What the hell are you doing in here?" she asked. Olaf opened his mouth to answers but the door in the other room opened and a loud voice announced; "Countie! Esmé! Come see my new dance!" Olaf grabbed Esmé's hand and pulled her in the closet closing the door behind her. "What--" Esmé started to exclaim before he clapped a hand over her mouth.
"Shhh! I can't stand another dance!" Olaf hissed into Esmé's ear. Esmé tried to pry his hand off her mouth but gave up and listened as Carmelita slapped around the bedroom outside in her tap shoes.
"They are such cakesniffers sometimes." Carmelita muttered leaving the room. Olaf waited until the sounds of her tap shoes left the suite before releasing Esmé. She spun around to face him.
"what are you doing?" she asked.
"Avoiding the annoying brat." Olaf snapped.
"But she's so darling!" Esmé protested.
"No more of that " Olaf commanded, "Or I'll lock you in here"
"You wouldn't"
"Don't doubt me." Olaf warned turning the handle. It stopped. He tried again. "Its locked." he informed.
"What you mean we're trapped in here?" She gasped.
"Yeah but it's the first time I've been alone with you in weeks. I can't believe you even let her sleep in between us." Olaf said.
"Well she's scared of the dark." Esmé retorted.
"I couldn't care less" Olaf said simply. He felt around the closet and observed that not only was there no other way out, but there was also no where to sit. It was so dark that even though Esmé was dressed in yellow he couldn't see her. He reached toward her and pulled her closer. "I missed you." He added lovingly.
Esmé smiled in spite of herself. "I guess I missed you too." He kissed her nose by accident. Esmé laughed.
"Well sorry." He said sarcastically and tried again getting closer. She grabbed his head and moved him over. "Ah, there we are." He smiled kissing her again . "that's funny you don't taste like lipstick…." he commented.
"Incase you haven't noticed you wiped it off with your hand while you were keeping me prisoner." She pointed out. Olaf wiped his hand off on his pants uncaringly kissing her again.
"I rather like the difference." He smiled and moved toward he more tripping on Esmé's ankle. They tumbled down and landed awkwardly in the bottom of the closet.
Esmé moaned and asked; "Are you okay?" She had been fortunate enough to land on top. "Yes.." He answered finally.
Esmé reached out her hands to see where she was . 'okay that's his leg and that's--oh lovely now it looks like I'm feeling him up…."she moved her hands onto his chest and pulled herself around to face him. "Esmé please! You don't have to send hints all you had to do was ask!" Olaf joked , grabbing her arms he slid her up to his face.
"Oh ha…ha…." Esmé replied. "Actually….were going to be in here for a while"
"Oh please, Carmelita will be back any minute." Esmé scolded. "Well she didn't notice us before.." Olaf pointed out.
"Your hand was covering my mouth." "That can be arranged again. After all you are the loud one." Olaf joked.
Esmé gave him a mock slap on the shoulder. "I'm not loud"
"Yes you are"
"No I'm not"
"Prove it."
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