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Early morning rays fell down right on top of where my sleeping form was, making me crack my eyes open just a bit as I tried to roll away from the malicious things because, hello, it was summer break! Plus mornings are evil! Only I didn't get to move too much since my arm was being weighed down by luscious platinum blonde waves. Not to mention that her arm was wrapped securely around my own waist and that made me smile almost instinctively.
The previous night we'd all hung out at Olaf's house until his mom practically came down to chase us out. Something about having to do a double wedding for two best friends and there was no way any of us would be foolish enough to land ourselves on her bad side. Although, I was pleasantly surprised when Elsa pulled me aside and told me that she wasn't ready to say Buona Notte yet. She actually whispered it into my ear before swaying away from me to get in her car and I had to almost get a speeding ticket just so I could keep up with her.
The rest of the night was a bit of a blur. I remember chasing her across the parking lot, getting told to 'not run' by the newest doorman after we got into the elevator. It was then that she took the initiative and pinned me to the wall, engaging in a heated kiss until the bell rang at our intended floor. The thought of the student council president's sudden aggressiveness painted a sly smirk on my lips. And then we got into Lettie's not-so-secret stash of booze... I merely remembered playing the drinking game on an anime called Diabolik Lovers thanks to a video I found online. Once we had a light buzz from the first couple of episodes, (thanks to the ridiculous rules) we moved on to play Drunk Mario Cart with the loser having to take a shot of some of the more fancier liquor Lettie had on top of the fridge.
The rest got fuzzy from there.
"Been staring long?"
The innocent question caught me by surprise, letting my own eyes widen as enchanting cerulean met mine head on. A warm flush spread across my cheeks and I couldn't stop the semi-embarrassed chuckle from leaving my mouth at having been caught doing just that. "Maybe." I gently bumped my forehead against hers. "But I can say that you look even more beautiful when I'm sober." Yeah. Most definitely.
"Am I now?" Elsa moved away and sat up, swaying a bit before slowly pushing a hand through her messy head of hair. I wasn't lying about her beauty. From where I lay, platinum blonde locks gave the impression of a lion. A very gorgeous one at that. "Because I certainly don't feel like it." She groaned next, completely shooting my praising thoughts down. Or am I still kinda drunk? I did think of my beloved as a lion after all.
Pfft! Too early. "So we had a bit more to drink than was necessary last night. That doesn't take away my attractiveness to you. Attraction?" After a short stretch, I hauled myself up too. But I certainly wasn't prepared for the sudden thundering in my ears or the hurtful pulsing of my head. It felt almost as horrible as when I fractured part of my face, only there wasn't a pain medicine I could take then and there to quell the sudden full-body aching. Wow! "Remind me to not drink again. Ever." The aftertaste in my mouth was incredibly atrocious and I wanted nothing but to hurl my guts up in the toilet. "Urgh." My hand came up to cup my mouth like it would make the nausea go away.
"Uh-huh. I'll make sure of that." On the other hand, Elsa either didn't seem that affected, or she was strong enough to hide the discomfort I knew she was feeling. I at least thought we'd had the same amount to drink...unless I tried showing off again? Great. There was no telling what the heck else I did then. I would have thought over it a little more but the movements from her side of the bed stopped me and drew my attention instead. Elsa let out a satisfied yawn that ended with another disgusted groan and only then did I notice the delightful, yet very cute and light freckles that dusted across her creamy shoulders.
Her bare creamy shoulders.
"S-Snow..." My throat suddenly felt drier than it already was while my head began pounding right along with my heart. Her angelic skin looked so soft and smooth and my eyes couldn't help but travel further down her slightly muscled back to where the blankets were pooled around her waist. They lingered on the dimples just above the place where her waistband would be, not daring to go down any more lest I see something I could still see in my peripheral vision. Luckily the pounding in my head made my vision start to pulsate as well, so I couldn't pay too much attention to any one thing. "Paw?"
She cocked her head to the side, ready to face me with those questioning eyes."What-"
"D-D-DON'T turn around!" I winced instead of crying when the sound of my own voice shot throughout my poor head like I'd been standing in the world's biggest church bell. Elsa froze on the spot with a mirrored look of pain on her own face.
"Anna?" She tried, but my eyes had already fallen to my own torso where they widened into saucers. What the? "You don't have to yell, but is everything alright?"
"Sorry. I didn't mean to, but," My fingers came up to try to soothe the war going on in my head via my raging temples. It seriously felt like a single gigantic nerve was being chewed on by a ravenous animal up there. "Why are you not wearing a shirt, my dear?" I finally asked, making Elsa's shoulders tense. Or a bra for that matter! Snapping my head back up, I instantly tried to replay all that happened the previous night again while my eyes caught sight of Elsa's.
There was an awkward beat as those orbs twitched down and back up. "...I can ask you the same." Just as she began to move her eyes downwards, my hands were just as quick to yank the blanket back up around my shoulders with my cheeks beginning to flush.
"H-hey!" I felt like there was a fire that ignited under my skin and I had to look away to try to gather myself once more. It didn't help that my hangover was making me want to keel over right then and there.
"What, I can't look?" Elsa asked innocently. I bit my lip at her tone as my mind went back to the first time she'd asked me that.
"I-I didn't say that." So what? Should I just drop the blanket then? From the looks of it, she hadn't bothered to really cover up herself. Was I willing to be one-upped by my beautiful other half at Hungover Modesty? I think not.
"You looked first anyway."
That statement made my slacking grip of the blanket morph right back into a ninja grip and I didn't hesitate to pull it back up to my chest with a pointed look. Much to my dismay, Elsa simply smirked. Even hungover she was graceful and cunning! "I didn't!" I yelped like a kicked puppy, but just as quickly backpedaled because she technically could have been right. "I-I mean I might have...last night- wait, I- what the heck even happened last night?" Quickly forgetting about my predicament with the blanket, I brought my hands up to scrub at my eyes, feebly willing the awful pounding in my head to stop. My Snow Paw could ogle me all she wanted, I just wanted the world to stop spinning before I had to clean up my puke from her floor.
There was movement again from her side and I felt her body heat the next instant. "I don't remember much either." Elsa stopped me from rubbing my eyes, but I refused to open them for fear I'd see so much more than I'd ever seen of her. Or had I already done that? It was going to be a big disappointment if that was the case. But it doesn't count if I can't remember! "The last thing I recall was you singing Sugar to me after a coupe rounds of A Million Dollars But..."
A dopey grin etched onto my face at that, distracting my nausea for a moment. "I sang it again?" That time I managed to open my eyes to find her own eyes straying from mine. Uh-
"After you managed to come up with your own scenario of having a talking dog that no one but you could see, yes."
I faintly remembered playing that game. Some of the cards were funny, yet deep enough to make you question yourself and morals, but it quickly went to making up our own scenarios of having a million dollars with a catch. Also, that song might have been playing in the background somewhere and I was inclined to make a fool of myself. For her. It wasn't hard to see myself doing something like that even when I was obliterated by alcohol. Poor Elsa. I was probably a bit of a handful.
"Perhaps we just got a little more carried away than usual?" Elsa then thought aloud. I wanted to face-palm since she wasn't stating the obvious.
"Elsa, we're naked." I blurted, making her stop the innocuous contemplation and glance between us. A heartbeat later, she was finally covering herself too, but there was a thoughtful look on her face that caused me to do a quick assessment of my own body. Oh man, why didn't I think of that sooner? "Are...are you sore anywhere by chance?"
There was another tense moment of awkwardness when she snapped her head to look at me in shock. "A-Anna!" Elsa nearly fell off the bed as she tried to cover herself up little more like it would help either of our idiotic selves.
"Wha- It's a practical question!" I threw my hands up, unconsciously letting the stupid blanket fall from my grasp and pool around my waist. "At least that's what I read about." Was my added comment. It may not seem like it, but I did read actual books on occasion. Granted, my more...risqué...material was read online, but that was besides the point! The important thing was that I knew I wouldn't be the same when it actually happened. Or would I?
"Wait, you read about this- that?" She turned again and I had the horrifying pleasure of seeing her eyes drop from mine and settle to where I was sure she could see my heart hammering away.
Instead of following her gaze to my chest, I ultimately gave in to the almost overwhelming temptation and let my own eyes trail down the column of her delicious looking throat. And further still until they widened just a bit. "Uh..." It was then that I knew I'd messed up.
Her jaw went slack along with mine.
Later.
"While I really do not condone underage drinking, especially in my house-" Lettie slid me a packet of Alka Seltzer. "I have to hand it to you." She sent me a devilish grin as I treaded carefully past her to get to the sink for my water. "You've got balls, Tesoro!" A hearty snicker from her made my ears heat up in self-consciousness. My dearest Elsa wasn't there to save me this time around. Aw well. The least she can do is kick me out now.
"More like brass buns." I couldn't help but retort while watching the white circles dissolve in the cup. Lettie instantly unleashed a thundering laugh that made me wince in pain just before springing from the table to smack said buns. I all but choked on the fizzy water because of it. Guard needs to be up, Crescent. My mind reminded me a little late.
"I didn't know you would take my words from the other day so seriously so fast!"
That time, the last drink of the gross antacid spewed straight out of my mouth. WHY?! "But I- we- there was-n-nothing happened!" I lamented around my coughs, totally mortified and really not knowing how much more teasing I could take. Honestly, I had no idea she'd be back so soon! The day before Elsa had told me that she was away on a business trip and wouldn't be back until later that evening. We'd planned to replace the drinks by bribing Marshall by then, but lo and behold, Lettie showed up and caught us red-handed. Me, anyway. Considering I was in the middle of tying the trash bag containing our previous night's activities (evidence) when she came in singing Sweet Caroline. Only when I didn't join in did she grow suspicious and from there everything went downhill.
"Sei una bugiarda." Lettie leaned against the counter with her lips still curled in a Cheshire grin. I didn't like that look. "If nothing really happened, Tesoro, can you explain why your shirts and bras down here?"
Odin, say what?!
Immediately, my jaw dropped to the floor and I feared I would pass out from all the blood draining from my face. "I... I-I don't- nothing happened! I swear it!" Crossing my arms, I tried to cool off and silently cursed myself for not doing a more thorough sweep of the place before she got back. Even though neither of us knew when the cheeky woman was going to come waltzing in. More importantly, the question of why our clothes were down here would have to wait until Elsa was out of the shower and we were alone again. For now, though. My eyes flicked to the top of the fridge. "And for what it's worth, I'll repay you for what we drank."
"Oh, don't do that." Lettie waved me off, still giggling to herself in the process as she turned to dig around in the snack cabinet. My face had yet to cool off, but I was glad she wasn't hellbent on taunting me for the rest of the day. "I will bail you out of jail, but only once." She held up a single finger to me; face buried in the cabinet. "Trying to get your hands on alcohol at your age is a sure fire way to land yourself there now." The matter-of-fact way she said made me wonder if perhaps she'd done something foolish like that before.
"That's not what I was-" A sigh left my mouth. Unfortunately, I wasn't in the mood to really think anymore. "Forget I said anything." I rubbed my forehead and sat down at the table before the earth decided to tilt again. "Also, are you serious?!" When Lettie decided to join me again with a bag of pretzels this time, my hands came down to gently slap the table in disbelief. "You'll bail me out?" I reiterated with a frown. "Like from jail?" A short pause as I cleared my throat. "N-not that I'm planning on getting thrown in any time soon."
"I'm sure Ben'll beat me to it, but if you ever need to not get under his skin with something stupid, I'll be there." Sapphic blues met mine head on with almost smug arrogance and I had to look away lest I be blinded by it's brilliance.
"Thanks, I guess?"
"You're welcome." She got up and with a now menacing smile on her face glanced back at me. "So what's for lunch?" The very mention of food made my stomach turn. "How do you feel about a nice, heaping hot, cheesy plate of lasagna?"
I ended up sprinting to the bathroom in lieu of an answer.
Back Upstairs.
"I'm so sorry, Gattina." Elsa gently placed herself beside me before lying on her side so she could brush my bangs away from my face in order to put a cool washcloth on my forehead. Her shower was a little longer than usual, but she I couldn't be that annoyed at having to deal with Lettie by myself, because she looked even more amazing than before. Looking up, I could see that her own hair was still damp from her shower. She smells really, really nice. "I thought mami wouldn't be back until tonight."
Me too. "She, uh, she kinda found evidence." I admitted, turning to face her with a sheepish smile on my lips. Electric blue eyes widened in surprise right before a stifled laugh escaped her, making me raise a curious brow.
"You mean our shirts and your bra?"
Another pause. "S-she said bras."
"Mami was being nice."
...She might have had a nice streak from time to time, but she was more a fan of finding ways to make me suffer, so hearing Elsa say that she was being nice only made me feel like an idiot. Thanks, Lettie. My face heated up all over again and I fell on my back, covering my eyes with my arm and not exactly caring about the wash cloth. The embarrassment level was evident from my cheeks to my toes. "Care to explain?" Even though an explanation of why only my bra was down there was the last thing I wanted right then.
"Um," Elsa drawled hesitantly and then settled on top of me, much to my surprise. Once I brought my arm away from my eyes, I was able to see a good deal of emotions pass through those deep irises. "You tried to...catch me."
I frowned for a second. "With my bra?" A nod and goofy smile was all I got for an answer. "Like...Aboriginal style?"
"You were pretty out of it before I-"
"It's because you cheated on Mario Cart!" My lip twisted into a sneer, but all it did was make Elsa giggle like a little girl. I remember that!
"You're just not very good at your own drinking games, love."
I would have came right back at her for taking a jab at my 'awesome' gaming skills, but a single word she'd said made me roll my eyes in exasperation before switching our positions so I could plant a sloppy kiss to her cheek. Only, it didn't stop there. Pulling back a bit, our eyes met with a certain kind of charge and then I was leaning back in for an actual kiss.
"You pick the games next time then." I murmured against her mouth, feeling her fingers come up to play in my hair as we continued at a slow pace. Warmth spread all through my body from the sensation of her nails, giving me pleasant tingles all along my spine.
"I thought you weren't going to drink anymore." Her full lips curled against mine in a crooked smirk. Freya, I can feel it. That awkward little grin that was just a bit crooked was one of my favorite things to see on her. And now there was something else that came to mind every time out lips touched. It made the kiss that much hotter and I couldn't help but want more. More of her.
"Shut up and kiss me proper." I growled. My choice of words had both of us snickering for a moment until I leaned in to take the tip of her more sensitive ear between my lips. Elsa stilled in an instant as I gently sucked on it, but then a moan-turned-gasp escaped her when I ended up using my teeth to nip at the lobe. The look of her Indigo-colored eyes glazing over me that morning had my heart pounding once more as I thought about it. About her sensually smooth skin, the way she felt in my hands. So soft. So beautiful. My right hand slid along her forearm until our fingers tangled and I brought them up into the mess of platinum waves that were spread across the sheets like her own personal halo.
Elsa twisted her head away from me, releasing her captive ear and it was only a split-second before I felt her teeth sink into my throat. My rather loud reaction to the intense feeling took us both by surprise and I quickly covered my mouth to shut myself up, but it was a little too late.
"Anna, please don't violate my daughter when I'm here!" Lettie's mocking voice made me even more mortified than before and I rolled off Elsa to bury my face in a pillow. Elsa then left to engage in an Italian battle with the woman.
I didn't even bother to try and translate what was being said.
A/N: What's up everyone who's reading/read this!
It's certainly been forever and a half since I've written for this story. (I'm very rusty and out-of-touch with these characters, so excuse the differences in writing.)
I've been reading Lentamente over again to try to get a feel, but since I had the beginning of this chapter written out already, I decided to try and continue from there...
Anyway, I hope you...enjoyed this chapter? Maybe a little? (I'm honestly not sure how to feel about it, so...yeah.) But the Summer is almost upon us again, so maybe I can get a better feel for at least finishing this continuation. Let's see how it goes, huh?
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~Jane
Take it easy on me too. I might not have time to post as quick, but I do have the resolve to try and finish what I started.
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