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Consciousness snapped back into me when I felt her moving around, fixing to leave. My stomach flopped when I felt her unwrap my arm from around her and the mattress dipped with a soft sigh from her. I was ultimately torn between letting her go or keeping her with me. From her sudden slow movements, I could tell she was wondering that same thing too. Pretending to be still asleep was proving harder and harder especially when I felt a warm hand caress my cheek. I might not have known much about her and vice-versa, but I was drawn to her. Like there was an internal magnet in her that inexorably tugged me along. We'd already crossed a line by sleeping together but...

Her lips pressed to my cheek, making my eyes pop open. I saw the back of her bedhead as she began to slide off the the mattress. Well, fuck. I rolled over and quickly caught her waist.

"Just like that?" I mumbled, glancing at the clock, I saw that it was just after four.

"You know I can't stay longer, Elsa." She sighed heavily, but didn't try to pull away. "I don't think this was supposed to happen." She went on muttering about how stupid she was, about letting her guard down, being too turned on for her own good and other shit that had me begin to feel like an idiot too.

"No one ever said it would be easy, Sweetcheeks." I loosened my grip from her waist and lay on my back once more. "Nothing good ever is." That was true enough, nothing about our current situation was simple or uncomplicated. Fuck, an MC soon-to-be Vice President and a Lieutenant... Yeah, I must still not be in my right mind. I let out my own sigh and placed my hands behind my head, staring at the ceiling like it would provide some sort of answers for me. I liked waking up with you in my arms though. I thought fondly. 'Even if it was to stop you from leaving.'

"I liked it too." She whispered. Hearing my first thought. "Let's not forget that we both did this without the stupidity of a party or alcohol...sort of anyway" Another true statement (the alcohol statement aside) and I directed my eyes from the ceiling to her glowing turquoise irises. She hadn't moved, still sitting there completely nude and looking very adorable with her serious bedhead.

"Then give me your mouth so I can say 'good morning' properly." I stated roughly, noticing her eyes trailing down my body to where I was tented in the sheets. Her nostrils flared and her face flushed from the tone I'd used. I felt heat course through my blood, warming my body, thus making my erection swell even more and I could tell it was taking all she had to resist what I was asking.

"I-I can't. I gotta go." She stuttered weakly before almost falling off of the bed to, I guessed the bathroom? With a smirk, I ended up stretching out, feeling refreshed, which was a good thing because recently it felt as if I hadn't slept properly and I hadn't. Somewhere along the lines of feeling like an ungrateful brat and being a complete whore after my dad's death, I forgot about what it was like to be me, what I'd made of myself before it all went downhill. Being back home gave me a better idea of what I'd left behind...and a little of what I found myself wanting.

What I wanted at the moment was obviously searching for the bathroom. Hence her walking past the foot of the bed for the second time.

"It's over there, Sweetcheeks." I gestured to the door on the right corner of me, making her stop in her tracks. "Or was that an attempt at a striptease?"

"Shut up, Ruger." Anna rolled her eyes exasperatedly and hurried through the door I mentioned. So I'm 'Ruger' when she's an Officer and 'Elsa' when she's Sweet Anna? "Um, Elsa?" She called from the bathroom, causing an enormous grin spread across my face. Yup, seems like it. I rolled out of bed and sauntered in to find the redhead scrutinizing the shower before her.

My eyes instantly fell to her alluring backside, to those freckles dusting along her shoulders, on down to her waist to her voluptuous hips and I swear I could have come right then and there. Two steps and I'd be inside of her. I bit back a growl of frustration and pointed to the handle.

"It's a waterfall styled shower and the handle is inside." My voice was low and drenched in desire but I stayed right where I was. When she turned, I could see the rise and fall of her chest, letting me know she was as worked up as I was. All the same, there was something holding me back, though that same thing was slowly melting as she turned to fully face me. "Why'd you mace me yesterday?" I found myself asking instead, trying to enforce whatever it was that was keeping me there. If she thought last night was a mistake, there's nothing I can do but appeal to her better nature. I'm still all about the service, anyway. Especially if it's a tempting redhead like her.

"It was an accident." She answered after a slightly confused minute. "I'm actually a total klutz." The way she said it made me think twice about its meaning. She serious? Or is she bullshitting?

"Truth?" I tilted my head.

"The truth is that I have no idea what I'm doing." She finally confessed. "I'm not meant to be an Officer." I watched her eyes turn downcast, shoulders slumping in defeat.

"Don't tell me-" I started to ask if she was forced into it, but she cut me off.

"You're right. It's my father's wish. He wanted me to be one, got me the job and everything, and why the hell am I telling you this? I barely even know you." Throwing her hands up, she turned away from me again.

"Why not?" I asked gently. "I want you to trust me, Anna. To feel safe around me, whether last night meant anything or not." I can be a friend.

"My dad found out that I like girls. He didn't particularly care that I did, but he was concerned about my future. Since same-sex couples don't have all the same rights, benefits, and whatnot, he wanted my income to be a sure thing. Since he's the commissioner, he gave me a job. I went through the training and everything..." She sighed harshly. "To please him." She was utterly serious.

"Okay, so what do you want to do? Say he gave you free reign to choose your own job." While I didn't completely agree with her dad, I sort of got where he was coming from. Maybe it was because I didn't have one anymore that I could say that, I wasn't sure, but it was a little out there. Anna may have liked girls, but was that enough of an excuse to become a little paranoid about her future? Shit, she was probably pretty young at the time. She still is pretty young.

"I wouldn't be on the force." She answered truthfully, pushing a hand through her tangled hair. I barely realized that we were having a serious conversation while in the buff. And I was still hard.

"Wait-" I gave her a lopsided grin. "I thought you liked girls? I'm not your average girl."

"You look completely female to me." She retorted, deliberately glazing her eyes down my body.

"Yeah, except for this." I emphasized my erect member and watched turquoise darken with desire. "Notice how I didn't say 'little guy'?" That question made her snap her head up to glare at me, not after the look of light amusement danced across her face.

"You know, it's a good thing you have that big dick to make up for that mouth of yours." She scoffed haughtily. "And your dorkiness." There was no resistance now as I closed the distance between us.

I leaned forward, whispering, "I'm pretty sure you'd be thrilled with my mouth too." My lips lightly grazed under her ear, making her shudder at the contact. "And you're just as much of a dork as I am."

"Elsa, I- have work!" She gasped when my fingers slithered up her thigh and placed it at the dampness between her legs.

"Do you?" I whispered. Her eyes closed and she released a low moan as I moved my fingers in slow teasing circles against her clit. "Tell me to stop and I will." I said into her neck.

Her response was a breathy laugh and I pushed her against the shower door. Grabbing both of her wrists, I lifted them above her head, pinning them there while I leaned down to kiss her. I felt her feebly struggle against me, seriously debating on telling me to stop or not.

"Your call." I growled, pressing my hard cock against her.

"My, god." She whimpered, lolling her head to the side and giving me access to her sexy neck. "I..."

I smoothed my lips, teeth and tongue down that neck and across her collarbones to her freckled shoulder, delighting in the taste of her sun-kissed skin. Moving both of her slender wrists into one hand, I reached down touching the expanse of flesh as my mouth follwed not long after. When I got to her ample breasts, I didn't hesitate to suck a pink bud into my mouth, making her moan again and causing her knees to buckle slightly.

"You taste good." I husked against her skin.

"More." Was her soft, yet urgent remark. "Again, Elsa."

I picked her up then, finding that she was actually pretty light and she wrapped her legs around me, bringing us closer to each other. Firmly. I let go of her hands and she instantly brought them up to tangle in my hair, yanking my mouth to hers once more. Holy fuck, that's hot! I hadn't realized I liked the way it felt to have my hair pulled until then, and I found myself really liking it.

Again, I pressed her into the door. It felt as if I couldn't get close enough. I wanted to bury myself balls deep inside of her and keep her pinned to the wall until the sun had gone down once more. Her hands suddenly moved down my sides, scratching along my stomach and then back up to roughly massage my own breasts. I let out my own groan, allowing her a few more seconds before I sucked her other nipple into my mouth.

"Ah, E-Elsa wait-" She tensed and I stopped. Her eyes met mind and I could see her struggling to come up with some sort of excuse. Maybe. She loosened her legs and I set her back on her feet, confused but not wanting to push her. "You really would stop if I said so, wouldn't you?" She asked curiously.

"I'm trying to earn your trust, so yes." I licked my lips. After staring at each other for another few seconds, I lead her into the shower and turned it on. "Ever had sex in a shower?"

"Yes." She answered a little too quickly, making me smirk at her. Glaring, she folded her arms across her chest, refusing to step under the flow of water and actually turning around. So cute. I came up behind her and pulled her bare back to my chest, bringing my lips to her ear.

"Liar." I said as I slid my hands along her breasts. She held back a groan when my hands skimmed down her toned stomach. Whatever she wanted to say was let out in a low hiss as my fingers floated up her thigh and to her center. I growled when I felt the wetness there and instantly delved inside. "But it turns you on, right?"

"Yes..." She said again, though she then pushed her hips back into me.

"Tell me what you want, Officer Javelin." I whispered against her shoulder.

"I..." She hesitated, allowing the falling water to spatter for a few seconds. "I don't know."

"Anna-" I said, moving my fingers in and out of her. "I think you know what you want."

"Dammit, Elsa." Anna huffed. "I want you inside me. Happy?"

Definitely. She didn't need to tell me twice. It was safe to say that I'd never felt this raw with anyone. Not even Belle. I shoved those thouhgts aside because with Anna, it felt right. I ran my wet hands along her hot skin and slid my finger down her finely muscled arms to her own hands, where I pressed her palm flat on either side of the shower handle.

Anna was a fucking beautiful sight: up against the wall of the shower, water trickling down her perfect body and ass. we both moaned when I aligned our bodies and pushed in deep. Whether I was the first person she'd been with in Arendelle, didn't matter. I had her now and I wouldn't give her up so easily. even if she thought otherwise. We were already dancing around the people that had told us to stay away from each other. The image was enough to make me thrust more forcefully.

Her strangled sounds caused a small grin to take place and I rewarded her with an increased pace. She was gasping, her fingers searched for something to grasp and ended up grabbing the shelves that were present in the shower. My cock was so hard inside of her, driven harder every time she tried not to make too much noise. I want you to scream. I leaned over her, slowing just a bit and asked if she wanted to be fucked, if she wanted me to talk dirty to her, if she wanted me to really take her like this, so much so that she might bruise.

A stuttered yes was my answer and I moved faster, harder and she begged for more. The bottles of shampoo, conditioner and other junk were rattling and falling from there respective spots with the force of our movements, but I could care less. "I want you to remember me. Even if this doesn't go any further than today, I want to see you blush when you see me out there." I breathed, continuing to thrust in and out if her. My free hand ran up her side to her breast, instantly cupping and twisting her nipple.

"Elsa..." She moaned. My hand left her chest, slid down to the back of her knee and hitched it up to the built in lower shelf, opening her wider, allowing me deeper still.

"I want you to remember what you do to me." I groaned into her neck. "goddamn you feel so fucking good." I knew I was getting close. If my needy voice was anything to go by. I felt like I was beyond desperate and if I wasn't careful, she could easily become my new drug. Taking her hand in mine, I intertwined our fingers and moved our hands down her wet body to her clit, both of our hands stroking and teasing her. I moaned when I felt myself sliding in and out of her hot pussy.

She turned her head, whimpering in the skin of my neck after I spread our fingers out so they slipped on either side of her netherlips to my unending thrusts.

"Feel that, Anna?" I growled, I felt her muscles ripple around my cock. Her body tensed and I again picked up speed, delighting in the way my thrusts caused her breasts to move. I could see it in the reflection of the shower wall.

As my orgasm began to tear through me, her entire body tightened, her eyes squeezed shut and she screamed my name as my final thrusts were deep and hard as I suddenly spilled into her. We were gasping for air and I pressed my forehead on her shoulder while I continued to support her until she could stand again. When she did, she turned back to me and frantically kissed me like I'd disappear if she was too slow.

I smiled like an idiot before gently easing her off of me so I could wash her off. "I'm not going anywhere, Darlin'." I murmured. She left out a satisfied sigh as she pressed her forehead to my chin. From there, I reached behind her for the bottle of shampoo that was surprisingly still there. I took my time squeezing the concoction into my hands, while her own hands explored my upper body. I felt her dainty fingers trace along the tattoo on my hip that trailed behind me to the small of my back. Instead of getting the ink that covered the majority of the guys' back, mine was reduced to my lower back. It still said everything, just more elegant...girlie, so to say. I also had more than a few scars, which she fluttered her fingers over too and when I looked down, her eyes were completely mesmerized. Endearing.

"I-I'm willing to figure out whatever this is between us if you are." She suddenly blurted. My hands were now lathering soap into her fiery locks and I thought that over. Possibly taking a little too much time because I felt her sudden unease. Instead of letting her suffer, I forgot about the soap and pulled her to me.

"I thought you'd never ask, Sweetcheeks." I grinned, covering her eyes so she wouldn't try to open them, and I kissed her sweet lips gently. I don't think I could say no to you anyway.


A/N: Happy 2015!