Ladies and gents, this is what you've been waiting for! Elsa and anna are all alone in a huge house, with a storm raging outside. I think you all know whats gonna happen ;) thank you to everyone who had reviewed my sotry so far, i love hearing that you enjoy my story! keep the reviews rolling in guys, you are what motivates me to write more.
Chapter 7
Elsa's house was absolutely spectacular. The cabin/mansion was unbelievably huge, containing 4 bedroom, 2 of which were master, and an additional 2 bathrooms. I had already seen one living room, but there was also a man "entertainment room which was quite literally a small movie theatre, complete with popcorn machine. Elsa had given me the tour, both downstairs and up. She had shown me every room so far. Every room except one. Her room.
"Um, excuse the mess. I wasn't really expecting a guest..." she said shyly. Huh, if only she could see my room.
"I'm sure it's fine Elsa."
She sighed, and pushed open the door.
She had nothing to be ashamed about. Her bedroom was massive, it was even bigger than the living room in my house! Towards the back of the room, next to a large bay window, sat a huge king sized bed, complete with, what do you call it, a tent? Those see through curtain things that hang from above the bed. It looked like it was fit for a queen.
Queen Elsa.
The walls were painted a light blue, nearly matching the color of Elsa's eyes. Double doors led to the master bathroom, which I could see contained a large vanity mirror, and a bath that looked more like a hot tub. Across the bathroom floor were light blue tiles that matched the color of the wall.
Around the room were a few paintings, all of winter scenes. A cabin by a lake, a mountain with the northern lights above it, a valley covered in a blanket of snow. All the paintings were done by Thomas Kincaid, a famous landscape artist. Were they all originals?! I mean, I know Elsa's family had money, but damn.
Opposite the bed, was a large wooden desk, on which sat a computer, bigger than I had ever seen. It must've been purpose buoy for gaming, as it had 3 monitors! A pair of headphones that would cover the entire sides of my head, rested on top of one of the monitors. An impressive setup. I assume, I don't know much about gaming. If it's not candy crush, I don't know jack-squat.
"So yea, this is my room." Elsa waved her hand, showing off the massive space. No wonder.
"Elsa, your room is amazing! Are all those paintings original?" I pointed to the wall opposite me. She just nodded. Elsa was pretty well off to have half a dozen Kincaid paintings just in her room.
"I like art. I do a little drawing myself too."
It was then that I noticed that, on her desk, there were papers scattered about. I walked over, to get a closer look.
Elsa was an amazing artist. Her art was nearly as good as the pieces that hung on her wall. I saw she had drawn nature scenes, of mountain landscapes, forrest scenes, a girl sitting at a desk...
Wait, what did I just see?
The drawing I held in my hand, depicted a girl sitting at a desk in a classroom. The girl wore jeans, and a blue hoodie with icicles down the back. And she had red hair, braided into two ponytails.
Holy shit, it was me! That was my jacket, my pigtails, that was Mr. Weaselton's classroom! Elsa had drawn a picture of me. Holy hot hell, did she...did she have a crush on me?
"Oh shit!" She ran over and grabbed the paper out of my hands. "You uh, you weren't supposed to see that." She hid the paper behind her back. But it was already too late. I had seen her art, art of me.
"Elsa, was that supposed to be me?" I already knew the answer, but I wanted to hear her say it.
She hung her head, looking defeated, and walked over and sat down on her bed, placing the drawing next to her.
"...y-yes Anna...it's you." She whispered. She sound though she was about to cry out of embarrassment. I was amazed. Elsa was an amazing artist, and she had drawn me. She even got the way I put my legs back on either side of the chair, the way I tilted my head when I work, she got it all in the drawing, spot on.
I walked over to the bed, and sat down next to her. "Elsa...why would you draw me." I dreaded, and at the same time craved, to know the answer.
"Anna, I...I don't want to say."
"Why not?"
"Because...well, we just started talking. And I...I don't want to ruin our friendship." She sounded like she was holding back tears.
"Elsa, you can tell me anything." I reassuringly placed a hand on her thigh. She then spoke, her gaze still down to the floor.
"Ever since I got to the school...well, you always sat in front of me, and I..." her voice trailed off.
"You what?" Please Elsa, just say it, spit it out, I need to hear it.
"...I've had a crush on you Anna."
Holymotherfuckingshitballs! Elsa had a crush on me! I spent all this time worrying if she even wanted to be my friend, and she's had a crush on me this whole time?! Ohmygod I can't believe it.
"...it's okay, if you want to go..." she had tears running down her cheeks, the dropped off of her chin onto the hardwood floor. She was more embarrassed than I had ever seen her. If only she knew, she needn't be.
"...Elsa?" She looked up, her eyes were red and puffy, tears still streaming out of the corners of her eyelids. "...can I tell you something?"
She looked like she dreaded to hear what I had to say, but she nodded yes, wiping her tears with the back of her hand.
"I, uh, well, I kinda...have a crush on you, too."
Eyes red eyes couldn't have gotten any wider. Her jaw dropped, mouth hug slightly open. It looked as though you just told her that Santa was real, or that she had won the lottery. Her cheeks grew red as cherries, her body froze.
"You...you do?" Her voice quivered. She was in shock.
"Well, yea. I noticed you when you first came to the school, but you always looked like you didn't want to be bothered. But something inside me told me I had to talk to you. That's why I chased you down the hallway a couple days ago."
Her eyes were still wide as dinner plates as she listened to my talking, still in disbelief.
"Then, when you gave me your number, something in me, well, I got nervous to see you again. I didn't think much of it, but after yesterday in the mall, spending all day with you...I knew that I...I had feelings for you."
"Yo-you do?"
"Yes Elsa." I couldn't help but giggle at her nervous disbelief. "I guess I've actually had a crush on you for a while, I just didn't realize that's what it was."
For a few minutes, we just sat there in silence. Elsa was drinking in all this new information. I mean, I had just learned that Elsa really did like me, and she had learned the same about me. It was almost too much to process, for either one of us.
"So, uh, what do we do now?" She asked. Although we had both gotten our feelings out in the open, I didn't know what to do either.
But then I had an idea. A crazy, insane idea. One that would change the whole dynamic of everything.
"Well, we can try this..." Elsa's mouth opened, but before she could speak, I leaned forward, and pressed my lips to hers.
To say that fireworks went off would be an understatement. It was more like a nuclear bomb. The moment our my lips touched hers, lightning shot through my entire body. At first, Elsa had tensed up, she obviously wansnt expecting the kiss.
Oh but what a fucking kiss it was. Her lips were soft and supple. The smell of her perfume filled my nostrils, causing my core to warm, and it put butterflies in my stomach on a frenzy. I could've stayed like this forever. But after a couple seconds, we pulled apart, out lips made a small noise as the separated.
Her face was beet red, as was mine. Her hands had clenched down onto the blanket on her bed, and her body was stiff as stone.
"Was...was that...did you like it?" It had been over a year since I had kissed anybody, probably even longer for her (if she ever had kissed anybody). Even still, I really had hoped that she had enjoyed it, at least as much as I did.
But instead of speaking, she brought her hands up and cupped my cheeks, and pulled my face into hers.
Actions speak louder than words.
Her lips pressed into mine, harder this time. Eyes shut, my sensory cortex was nearly overloaded. Elsa's lips kissed mine in a massive frenzy, and I could feel her tongue pressing against my lips. As soon as they opened up, Elsa forced her tongue into my mouth, and mine met hers. They danced a wet, sloppy dance, as we invaded each others mouths. I had moved my hands to either side of Elsa's rear, now gripping the blanket hard, unable to control my own body. I was merely a passenger, pure lust had taken control of my body.
Elsa had moved one hand to the back of my neck, holding my face up against hers, and her other hand had moved down to the small of my back. The moment her hand touched my skin, lighting bolts shot down my spine. If I hadn't already been sitting in the bed, I'm sure I would've collapsed to the ground, my legs were jello. Minutes, hours, an eternity, time was no longer a concept as we played in each others mouths. Pure ecstasy between the two of us out any doubts behind us. We were going to be a couple now. It may have only been our second day together, but we had been crushing on each other for over a month. Were we moving too fast, was this all happening too suddenly? Honestly, who gives a fuck. I had Elsa now, and she had me. I hadn't nearly noticed, partially due to the fact my underwear had gotten damp from the melted snow, but my core was on fire, and my pussy was soaking wet. Elsa had turned me on, far more than I had even been last night. Damn this girl has an effect on me.
I have no idea how long we sat on Elsa's bed making out, but it wasn't until Elsa felt a vibration in her pocket that we stopped. It surprised the pair of us, causing us both to jump. Out lips made a definite "smack" as we separated. Elsa reached into her pocket and grabbed her phone. The text had been from her uncle Oaken. He had decided that, even though the sauna was a mere house length away, it was too dangerous to walk back to the mansion. The snow was nearly 6 feet deep now, and it was nearly pitch black outside. How long had Elsa and I been making out?
"So, your uncle is going to stay at the sauna tonight?" I said casually, trying to downplay the fact Elsa and I had just spent who knows long passionately kissing.
"Yea, uh, he has a pullout couch over there, he says he'll be fine." As much as I wanted to meet her uncle, I tried to suppress my joy. That meant that Elsa and I had the whole mansion to ourselves for the night. No one to disturb us.
"So, uh, what do you want to do now?" I asked, hoping we could just go back to kissing forever.
"Well, do you want to watch a movie or something?"
It wasn't as fun as making out, but if I was with Elsa, I would do anything.
With MY Elsa.
