Frisky Fame
Disclaimer: I do not own Disney or DreamWorks. Disney owns all of Frozen, and DreamWorks Rise of the Guardians. I don't own anything.
A/N: This is an AU one where they both starred in their own movies about Frozen and Rotg. You should get the gist of it quickly that they are in an interview.
"Please welcome the beautiful Elsa Winters." It was the line Elsa had been hearing for the past month now. So she made one movie. Big deal. She saw no point in manifesting some insane crush or obsession over somebody you barely knew. Sure, these interviews were to solve that problem, but she didn't necessarily liked showing herself to the world. She lived in that saying that 'less is more.' If she showed everything down to her flaws, then she'd really depress the guys she took to bed. Back to the concept of celebrities, why would anyone feel that a certain person was above their status and out of their league merely because she acted in a movie? Hell, she hadn't even the brains to come up with the plot!
She shook her head and walked out of her dressing room. She knew when she finally got the thing she'd been needing most in her life – a role of any kind – that fame would be different than her home life. However, she expected it'd take years to get to the top, not days!
Elsa was thankful she didn't have to hear that annoyingly cliché line again. She was doing a video interview for the second time. She liked these better because there was less pressure. "You can sit right here," Lilly, the interviewer, directed. Elsa did as told, facing across from her. The loveseat couch was more or less comfortable, but it was clearly meant for two. "I hope you don't mind, but we were hoping to spice this video up a bit. Since you agreed to an all day interview, thank you by the way, we want to get a video aside from the normal."
Elsa didn't know how she felt on this. She agreed that her past interviews had been mostly the same questions. It was her main reason for getting annoyed with the whole famous thing. "I'm game for anything." She shrugged, hoping for it to be as interesting as her first interview was, but that was because it was new and exciting.
"Perfect," Lilly clapped her hands and waved on a person behind Elsa. She turned around and saw a tall, lean man with icy white, disheveled hair walked being led toward them. He was in a blue hoodie, which Elsa gave him points for. She was in a dress out of the fear of being judged in this crazy, Hollywood world. He obviously didn't care what anyone thought. He flashed them both a beaming, pearly white smile and sat down next to Elsa, who gulped a bit. "Elsa, this is-,"
"Jackson Frost, but please," he took her head and kissed the back of the palm. "Call me Jack." Elsa smiled nervously from the way he looked at her, as if he had seen her naked previously. Blushing, she moved to introduce herself but was interrupted.
"We don't have much time!" Lilly clapped to attention. She huffed and explained. "I'm sure you've heard of him, Elsa, so this shouldn't be hard to explain."
"Actually, I haven't," Elsa giggled and looked sheepishly to Jack. He feigned a hurt look, covering his heart with his hand.
"That hurts, Els. Right here," Jack showed her puppy eyes. Elsa moved to apologize when he started to laugh. "I stared as Jack Frost in a huge children's movie, much like your own. They haven't been able to get an interview out of me yet."
"Until we found somebody who caught his eye," Lilly giggled as the director began calling off the checklist. Elsa blushed and turned to Jack in accusation.
"What can I say? I'm a sucker for platinum," he smiled cheekily and winked before relaxing back in the couch, an arm behind Elsa. Rolling her eyes, she did the same.
"Action!"
Lilly smiled and turned to the camera. "Welcome to the Three S's News!" Lilly began to introduce them on the scene.
Elsa leaned toward Jack and muttered, "Should I be worried for what that stands for?"
Jack snorted and looked to her. "Sex, Scandals, and Shopping."
"Shit, I hate shopping," Elsa said with sarcasm, grinning at him. Jack looked very pleased with that answer.
Lilly was just getting to them. "Now Elsa Winter's film, Frozen, is about a girl overcoming society and showing her true self while emphasizing how a girl can go far without a man by her side as long as she has her family to have her back. This is one of the top grossing films we've seen in a while for Disney…"
Elsa zoned out for the moment. They always took a while to explain her role. She looked over to Jack, who was doing the same to her. They held the other's gaze for a few seconds, both sizing the other up. Elsa blushed and looked away as soon as Lilly began introducing Jack.
"Jackson Frost," she began, and Elsa noted how nobody called him Jack. He told her to call him Jack so she assumed it was only for the ones he tolerated voluntarily. She felt giddy at that notion. "He's something extraordinary. Taking the myths over his own name, he wrote and starred in the DreamWorks's film, Rise of the Guardians. It was about how the past is the past and nobody needs that to define him, all that mattered was trusting and relying on others, not turning your back on the ones willing to help." She went on a little more about how, nearly a year ago, it was a huge film.
Elsa stifled a yawn and Lilly noticed. She turned the conversation. "So, you both must be wondering why we have the two of you here together."
"Other than pimping me out, yes, I am a bit curious," Elsa grinned and elbowed Jack, who returned the blow lightly while looking directly at her heated face.
Lilly laughed. " Considering you both have similar powers in your movies and no love interests, fans took it into their own hands. You are the Internet's favorite couple. They have everything of the two of you together from drawings, poems, songs, and – my personal favorite – fan fiction!"
Jack groaned, covering his face with his hands. He slowly turned from tired to hysterical. "I'm sorry," Elsa said with confusion. "What do you mean?"
"Fan fiction is a collection of stories written about fictional characters in anything from books to movies to cartoons." Elsa's mouth popped open. She never knew people had this type of thing. Maybe it was ahead of her time, even if she was only 23. Lilly pulled out a card. "We've brought out a clip for you."
She spoke as a professional storyteller. "Jack Frost flew from the window sill to hovering over top of the naked girl in below him. Elsa pulled him down on top of her, locking their lips as if their lives depended on it. His hands flew to her breast-,"
"Lilly!" Elsa shrieked, fanning her face. Jack erupted into laughter, bringing everyone around them to it as well. "Who the hell writes this stuff?"
"I'm with Elsa on this. They are totally ruining my street cred," Jack scoffed. Elsa snorted and giggled.
"Right? The fun is in the undressing," Elsa shook her head. Jack high-fived her at that and grinned, sending a wink her way.
Lilly laughed, giving them a face. "What did you two find the most troubling parts of shooting?"
Elsa grimaced, so they turned to her. She blushed. "I was a nobody for all of filming. So they didn't give me the best equipment. I often had to change behind two girls holding up towels or do some pretty scary stunts because the stunt doubles didn't look good enough." Elsa met eyes with Jack and Lilly. "I bet those fuckers feel pretty shitty right now."
Jack laughed again and squeezed Elsa's thigh. "I like this girl." He hooted. Lilly asked the same question to him. "Well, everyday I'd walk on set to hear something that sounded like a mix between the last breath of a dying whale and the sound a dog makes when it's run over. It was just Isla trying to sing."
Elsa giggled, blushing at how easy he just threw out that statement. Isla Fisher was one of her idols because she was absolutely hilarious and talented. Lilly gasped at that. "We were surprised when there were no rumors about the two of you going around."
Jack shrugged. "I told you. Blondes are my type." He gave another wink to Elsa. She wondered if he just had eye spasms the entire time. "Besides, I think she was with somebody."
Lilly seemed to jump on the topic. "Speaking of being with somebody, what are your views on the timing of when to hook up?"
Elsa hadn't been willing to answer questions like that before. She had nothing against it, but she just found that it led to deeper, more personal stuff. Jack seemed to find this topic interesting, though. "Do you even have to ask? Go for it."
Elsa snorted. "Have some class, Jack." She looked pointedly to him and back to Lilly. "I think you should wait for the right time in a relationship. Of course, I'm all for taking your serious breaks, but I have a strict don't-date-your-one-night-stand rule. It creates unrealistic expectations."
"Unrealistic?" Jack scoffed. Elsa nodded and looked to him. He was smirking. "You can expect sex in relationships, Elsa. If we are together and not fucking regularly, then there's something wrong."
Elsa frowned. "My point is that he'd expect only sex."
"Then you are sleeping with immature contenders," Jack laughed, leaning back in the chair. Elsa rolled her eyes but couldn't keep the smile off her face. His words tickled under her chin.
"Are you sleeping with anyone, Elsa, or just going around town?" Lilly asked, intrigued. Elsa crinkled her nose. The lady phrased it as if she could only be doing one of the two.
"No, I'm single actually," she huffed.
"How funny, so is Jack," Lilly squealed. Elsa looked accusingly to him, but he only nodded with a knowing look.
"I'd love to discuss another topic now." Elsa voiced her opinion. Jack snorted and sat further back in his seat. Elsa ignored him, looking expectantly to Lilly. She looked disappointed.
"With this much fame, what do you have in store next?" It was a basic question with a basic answer. She'd practiced these. There was no way she'd get flustered with this question.
"At the moment, I'm just trying to adjust." It was an honest answer. She'd been a city girl, but nothing like this. It was very fast and public.
"Adjust huh? What, did Princess get photographed spilling wine?" Jack sneered. Elsa elbowed him. She knew she could let them hear another one of her little outings.
She leaned towards him, pressing her hand over both their microphones and whispered, "An eager group of girls stumbled on me in one of my secret-sex-spots. And I drink beer, not wine."
Lilly groaned in exasperation. "You can't cover the-ugh!" Jack leaned back, looking Elsa over for a second time. She grinned knowingly while a slightly longing look appeared on Jack's lips. "Jack, why don't you tell us what you have in store for the future?"
His hand falling on Elsa's back, he said, "It's got something to do with platinum."
"Break!" Lilly shouted in aggravation. They cut off the camera as she jumped to her feet in anger. Elsa stifled her giggling. "If you aren't going to give us juicy information, cut the flirting!"
Neither of them spoke a word as she pranced off. Elsa rolled her eyes alongside Jack. "Impatient interviewers," Jack groaned. His hand fell to the small of her back as he cocked his head her way. "What do you say we skip out on this and have a meaningful conversation over dinner?"
Elsa frowned in puzzlement. She honestly wasn't expecting a dinner invitation from Jack. A nightcap? Maybe, but this really made her pleased. "Don't think I could handle the classic Jackson Frost heart break?" She asked, hands folder over her heart in mockery. Jack snorted and stood, offering her his hand. "So you don't want to fuck me?"
"I have every intention to, but not tonight. I'm going to make you fall in love with me first," he stated like he was telling the weather. Elsa giggled and began to walk outside with Jack Frost, but Lilly came running after them.
"Wait! You can't leave! You are signed up for the rest of the afternoon," her eyes sagged. Elsa winced. She signed a contract and, despite her newly big bank account, she didn't want a lawsuit.
Elsa began to walk towards Lilly, but Jack held a hand out to stop her. "I know the show business, sweetheart. Let me show you how to have these guys feeding out of your hand." He said cockily and looked to Lilly, who was glaring. "You let us leave for a video of us making out."
Elsa gasped, but it didn't surprise her. In fact, she was a little proud he used every advantage. She should have thought of that, honestly. Lilly suddenly grew a smile. "And that you hooked up?"
Jack shook his head firmly. "Just made out. Take it or have a dull finishing interview." He crossed his arms over his chest so Elsa did the same, a slight smile on her lips. Lilly bit her lip and looked over her shoulder. She motioned for one second and ran off to grab the cameraman and her colleagues with their phones.
Jack sighed loudly and turned to Elsa, who bit her lip while watching every expression flash across her face. She knew he had been doing this for too long. He seemed tired – attractive – but tired. "You gonna kiss me or what?" She remarked. Jack's lips turned upward in a crooked smile. Elsa climbed on her tiptoes and wrapped her hands around his neck.
. . .
He bent his neck to meet her upstretched one. Their lips came together softly as he cradled her back with one hand and her face with the other. They moved their lips together slowly. He counted three seconds before he took things into his own hands. He figured they wanted a 'cute' picture of the two winter spirits kissing to blast the media up, but he was doing this for himself.
Jack suddenly grasped her face and spun them around to find the wall, slamming Elsa into that heatedly. She didn't notice as her tongue slipped across his bottom lip. Jack smothered a groan as her plunged his tongue into her mouth, tasting the minty scent in her mouth. He ground his teeth over her bottom lip, enticing a whimper out of her lips. One of his hands pinned one of hers over her head while his other wrapped around her waist and ass, picking the light girl up off her feet. She draped her legs across his torso as her hand ran furiously through his hair.
Their tongues wrapped around each other's, both young adults totally forgetting where they were at the time. He felt his pants tightening around himself and decided now was not the time. He hated doing it, but he slowly pulled away, darting in for a few last, sloppy kisses. Elsa hopped to the ground and fixed her hair, blushing like a rose. Both of them were out of breath as they walked past the group of gaping women.
"Will that do?" Jack asked, not waiting for the reply as they headed down the street, him dragging Elsa by the hand. When they rounded a corner, he finally slowed his pace but didn't release her porcelain hand. Elsa had her mouth hanging open still. "Nice ass, sweetheart."
"Damn nice tongue, Jack" Elsa laughed hysterically, a light in her eyes. "That was…"
His ego only grew as a wide smile formed on his lips. They entered the nearest restaurant suited for their fancy attire. "Table for two."
"You're Jackson Frost, right?" The man at the counter asked as he wrote on a slip of paper full of names. Jack nodded, looking around at the crowd. He knew his fame would help here. "I suppose I can…yes, follow me."
Elsa gave him a curious look, but he waved it off and let her slide in the booth first before following. "Rule one of being famous: use it." He explained.
"Yeah? I'm sure you've used it in the clubs, huh?" Elsa taunted. Jack beamed.
"Jealous?" She shook her head, but he still chuckled. "Actually, you have to be careful in that department. Some fans are…nuts."
Elsa laughed. "I had one guy with my face tattooed on his chest!" He studied her expression, like the experience was actually amusing. He forgot when those stories brought him a laughing feeling. He was annoyed with it by now.
"Give it a few months. That story will piss you off," he huffed. Elsa frowned.
"How long have you been in this business, Jackson?" She asked, using his real name for the first time. It made his lips turn up, threatening a smile. It was nice hearing her sweet voice say his name without sounding like a desperate person, but he'd much rather her use his nickname that very few people used. It was even nicer.
"Since a child."
Elsa nodded and sipped the beer he'd previously ordered. She looked at him with a playful smile. "You're going to have to learn to smile sometime if you want to be with me, Jack." He slipped an arm around her waist and pulled her close, frowning.
"I'll smile when I get you undressed," he offered. Elsa threw back her head laughing to which he smirked further.
"So. Jack Frost and the snow queen, huh?" Elsa tested, a teasing look on her lips. He got an overwhelming urge to kiss her again. The first was so great, he was dying to do more to that china-doll skin.
"Sounds nice to me," Jack whispered as his face came dangerously closer to hers. Elsa smiled tightly as he tugged on her braid.
"As long as I get to use my powers first," Elsa inched closer, angling her head toward his. Jack frowned but didn't stop leaning in. She explained with a satisfied grin. "I get to put white stuff all over us."
Jack's eyes steeled, looking her up and down. He suddenly jerked away and raised a hand. "Check please!" The waiter nodded and left the secluded booth just in time for Jack to attack Elsa's lips again. She kissed back eagerly. He about jumped out of his skin as her hand creped up his thigh, landing over his junk. He groaned as their tongue licked at the other's lips hungrily. Elsa continued rubbing, getting him harder and harder.
"What -," kiss, "about-," kiss, "rules?"
Jack began kissing down her neck, toward her chest in excitement. "Fuck them. After tonight, I'll take whatever you give." Jack sucked over a spot below her collarbone, causing her to throw her head back and moan silently. "Elsa?"
"Hell yes," she keened back into his lips again. He grinned devilishly. "Let's fuck."
A/N: Some of you might be thinking, hey! I've seen this before. Well, yes, you probably did see it in my collection of Jelsa one shots called One Shots of Ice. However, I've decided to continue this story a couple chapters more. Inspiration has hit me. Now I have chapter two ready to post. It will be up as soon as I see some feedback.
Can I see four reviews, pretty please? What did you think?