Not really satisfied with the last chapter. Oh, well. Thank you a thousand times for reviews and favorites and just reading this in general! I snorted hardcore when I read the second review.
Please enjoy. I certainly enjoyed writing this. I listened to What You Know by Two Door Cinema while writing. Youtube it up and listen while reading if you want, I think it captures the scene pretty well.
Day 4. Or something. Masturbation. Woo-hoo. Modern Road Trip AU, no ice powers.
It's been a long weekend for both of the sisters. They both just happened to be off work during the same weekend, so they planned a three-day road trip to California from their home in Portland.
And quite the trip it has been. They swapped driver's seat every other pit stop, and drove all through the night to make it to L.A. And it was worth it. Soft summer sands, warm waters, and the energy of a glowing nightlife were all the pair of them needed right then. Work was getting stressful, and they were both beginning to forget how to have... what was it called again? Fun?
Now fully aware of what fun was once more, Elsa and Anna made their way back north. Anna offered to drive, but Elsa just woke from a nap felt refreshed enough to drive for the rest of the way.
"You're pretty quiet over there. What's that you're looking at?" Elsa asked, seeing Anna surf the web in the dim shine of her iPad.
The radio played softly. It was Chandelier. Or was it Die Young? "You won't believe what I found. This is so weird!" Anna chuckled, swiping her finger over the screen.
"What is it?"
Anna giggled strangely. Elsa rolled her eyes, worried at what could possibly elicit that kind of embarrassed laugh.
That's the kind Anna has whenever Elsa shows her loot from her occasional runs to Lover's when she thinks it's time to spice things up. Anna always was the kind to think extra things like ice trays and lacy underwear weren't necessary, but Elsa liked to keep things novel, keep each other on their toes.
But this time, it was Anna's turn to surprise Elsa. "There's this challenge going around on Tumblr called the 30 Day NSFW OTP Challenge," Anna said, and raised her eyebrows at Elsa.
Elsa, who didn't see because she was driving, dimmed her high beams for an oncoming driver. "Which means... what, exactly?"
"It's this writing challenge, where you have to write thirty sex stories in thirty days for your ship. Awesome, right?"
It was Elsa's time to laugh. "Whatever you say, dear."
Anna scoffed, and would've punched her sister in the shoulder, had she not been driving at night. "It's super great. Like, hear this. Day one is cuddling naked. Day two is naked kissing. Third is when they do the do for the first time, and four is-"
"Kind of silly. If you're really doing one a day, they've got to be pretty short." Elsa said, but in a good-humored tone.
But Anna didn't say anything. Elsa could almost feel Anna contemplating something. "What is it?"
"I... it's stupid." Anna shook her head, sighing and putting the iPad down, dousing them in darkness once more. There was no light in the car except for the speedometer and the headlights reflecting off the road. Otherwise, it was a dark, moonless night in the middle of nowhere.
Guilt stewed in Elsa's stomach. "What? Don't let me change your mind, read it if you like it, by all means-"
"No, that's not it. I... I'm just. I don't know," Anna rambled. Elsa let her. If you let her, Anna usually gets to her point eventually. Anna breathed in and said without a tremble in her voice, "I'm super turned on right now, and everything's driving me crazy."
Elsa's mouth went dry. Horny? What was Elsa supposed to do about that? She wasn't about to reach over and fuck her with one hand and drive with the other.
"Sorry, you're just going to have to wait, Anna. But now I'm sort of turned on, thanks a lot." Elsa turned her down, but Anna clearly wasn't thinking that at all.
"That wasn't what I meant, of course I didn't want you to juggle me and the car. And I don't want to stop the car, we'll be home in a few hours." Anna said, voice starting to wander. "And we're in the middle of nowhere... and it's dark... and nobody else is here..."
The cogs started turning in Elsa's brain. "You don't mean," She started to say, and waited for Anna to finish her sentence.
"I totally do." Elsa could almost hear the devious grin on Anna's face.
Elsa bit her lip. Was this really going to happen? While they're driving cross country in the middle of the night in no-man's-land?
You're damn right it was.
"Okay, just tell me if there's anything I can do." Elsa said, straining to keep her voice steady.
"You can listen, and tell me what to do." Anna replied. Elsa gulped.
The blonde focused rather hard on the featureless road stretching on in front of her as she heard the zipper of Anna's shorts. Yes, Elsa was listening. Very intently, even past the radio, now playing something sounding like Timber.
Next came the sound of cloth shifting. Elsa guessed by the sound that Anna wasn't removing the clothing, she was just stretching it a bit to give herself some room to work.
Then she heard the rhythmic pulse of Anna rubbing herself, working herself up even more. She raised one leg up on her seat, spreading her legs. And just like that, Elsa was suddenly frustrated out of her mind. She wanted to touch Anna, she wanted to release all of Anna's frustrations. And, most importantly, Elsa was getting worked up herself listening to Anna making those sounds.
"Lift up your shirt." Elsa commanded, and Anna complied without comment, hand continuing to shift around in her shorts. Anna's other hand traced her own stomach, then waited for Elsa to continue. "Take off your bra."
The redhead made short work of her own clasp under her t-shirt, and grunted when she was forced to retract her other hand from her shorts. The bra was tossed onto the floor, and Anna continued where she left off. "Now what, Elsa?" Anna asked.
"Feel yourself from your shoulders to your belly button." Elsa said, eyes never parting from the road.
"Belly button is such a weird word," Anna remarked, reaching under her shirt and running her fingertips of her left hand over her collar bone and working her way down.
"Don't ruin the flow." Elsa said like any other command. Anna laughed, but the laugh morphed into a pleasureful sigh near the end.
Hands now at her breasts, Anna kneaded and massaged all over the familiar skin. Her right hand never left her shorts, now working faster than before in tighter and tighter circles.
"Now fuck yourself just once using two fingers." And Anna dipped her fingers in, and a wave of pleasure passed through her. She thirsted to repeat the action, but Elsa said once.
"Take your right hand out of your shorts." Elsa demanded once more, but this time earning a rebellious groan from Anna.
"But, Elsa-"
"Do it." Elsa commanded, voice low.
Anna hesitated, but she did what Elsa asked.
"Now bring your hand to my mouth."
Anna looked like she was going to die from her own hormones raging through her body.
She lifted her hand to Elsa's mouth. And Elsa made it as slow and torturous as she could.
She wrapped her lips over Anna's two sopping fingers and tasted her with no shame. She ran her tongue over the fingers, and sucked for a moment before nibbling lightly. The sounds Anna made were unbearable to Elsa, and she made a mental note to do the same thing to Anna and torture her for the way she's making Elsa wait for her turn.
Elsa pulled her head away from Anna's hand, leaving a bit of saliva where Anna's wetness was before. "Taste it, then fuck yourself again."
If there was one thing Elsa enjoyed, it was being a kinky son of a bitch, then watching Anna's reaction. At home, she would surprise Anna by using ice cubes and hiding vibrators in the bedsheets then buzzing them on Anna when she was least expecting it during their intimate moments.
In this case, she wasn't able to see her reaction, but it hearing it was just as satisfying. Elsa listened to the wet sounds of Anna sucking on the tips of her fingers, then her gasping moan when she put them back into herself.
Elsa could tell Anna was getting close. Her breaths were growing sharper, her movements were gaining in speed, and the hand that she used to pleasure her breasts slid down into her shorts as well, doing lord knows what would require two hands.
"Fuck deeper. Finish." Elsa knew she didn't need to say any more. Then, in the corner of her eye, she saw Anna squirm in the way that could mean only one thing. The moan that passed Anna's lips was music to Elsa's ears.
Then there was silence, except for Anna's trembling panting, and what played on the radio that was now What You Know by Two Door Cinema Club. Finally, a song Elsa recognized.
Anna's hands retreated from her shorts, and sighed contently, leaning her chair back by a few inches. She sounded so content, Elsa was worried Anna already drifted off.
"You still there, Anna?" Elsa asked gently.
"You're really good," Anna spoke quietly.
"You did all the work, Love."
"I can't believe you licked my fingers, though." Anna said as though it happened years ago. Yeah, she was getting close to sleep.
Elsa chuckled, then patted Anna's lap. "Sleep, Anna. You're going to need all the rest you can get with what I'm going to make you do to me when we get back home."
"Yes, ma'am." Anna said, and leaned over, gently placing a kiss on Elsa's cheek.
Later that night, Anna repaid Elsa in full.