Sorry for not updating in a while, and sorry that this chapter is a bit shorter than most of my other ones...but don't worry, the next chapter will be longer!
Chapter 7:
Starting two weeks before Anna's birthday, (AKA the day they were going to have sex for the first time) Elsa awoke with morning wood…every single morning. It wasn't like it was her fault. The anticipation and the excitement of her impending first time had quite an effect on her. Furthermore, her dreams became filled with Anna, and only Anna. Her mind conjured up an overabundance of fantasies, all which drove poor Little Elsa wild.
Elsa would awake with throbbing hard-ons that would refuse to go away unless she took some action. Sometimes, Anna would wake up before her, notice Elsa's excitement, and give her a helping hand. She'd reach down into Elsa's underwear, grasp her shaft, pull it out, and milk it gently until Elsa came all over the sheets.
As much fun as that was, however, Elsa couldn't help but feel utterly embarrassed, especially since she found herself in the same condition day after day. This particular morning, the morning of Anna's birthday, Elsa jolted awake, flushed and sweaty. She could still see herself taking Anna in all sorts of positions, many that she would have been too intimidated by to try in real life. Luckily, in one's dreams, nothing is impossible.
The first thing Elsa noticed was that her groin was tight and hot, her rod stiff. It strained against her boxers, creating a tent that could have sheltered a five-person family. Elsa crept out of bed a quiet as a mouse, careful not to wake her girlfriend. She slipped into the bathroom and immediately fished out her cock, stroking it furiously while reliving the fantasies that her mind conjured up during her sleep.
Elsa bit her lip, muffling her grunts of pleasure. She came in literally half a minute.
She wiped herself clean and gingerly slid under the covers once again, checking to make sure that Anna was still in dreamland.
Try as she might, Elsa could not go back to sleep. Her heart pounded furiously. She ran through all of the plans that she had made for this special day. It was Anna's birthday, as well as the day that the couple would consummate their love.
Excitement rushed through her veins. It was going to be perfect.
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"Are you sure you want to do this?" Elsa asked as she parked the car. They exited and stood in front of an extravagant building labeled 'PolarIce'. "I know how much you dislike ice-skating…so why would you want to do it for your birthday?"
"I never said I disliked it," Anna replied. "I'm just not very good at it. But I still think it's a fun activity."
When Anna first met Elsa, she couldn't ice skate to save her life. For Elsa, however, skating was one of life's joys. Skating was a means of stress-relief, a chance to be free, and feel free. Plus, she was a natural at it. Thus, Anna made an effort to learn the art of ice skating to partake in one of Elsa's favorite activities. Unfortunately, even after a year of on-and-off skating, she was still hopelessly bad.
And even though it was her birthday, Anna wanted to come to a place that Elsa really liked, so that her girlfriend could have a nice day as well. After all, this day was meant to be for both of them, not just Anna.
Despite Anna's lack of skill when it came to skating, there was one positive outcome: she could use her terrible skill as an excuse to cling on to Elsa and come into as much bodily contact as possible.
After all, tonight was going to be a very special night, so why not start the foreplay early?
"Um…why are you smiling like that?" Elsa narrowed her eyes.
Anna stuffed a giggle back down her throat. "No reason," she squeaked. "Let's just get going, shall we?"
Elsa stuffed the keys into the pocket of her jeans. She couldn't help but feel suspicion rising up in her chest as she eyed Anna warily. Something crossed the redhead's eyes, a glint of playfulness.
At this point, Elsa could sense the mischievousness radiating off her girlfriend in thick waves. The blonde sighed. Anna was always up to something. But it was her birthday, so she brushed it off.
"This is going to be so much fun!" Anna's arms eagerly latched around Elsa's waist, clinging to her as they strolled through the double glass doors.
"Are you sure?" Elsa cocked a brow. "The last time you went ice skating, it didn't go so well."
Elsa walked with slight difficulty, practically having to drag Anna along with her. But she didn't mind. Her fingers laced themselves into Anna's locks, stroking gently. Elsa reached the cashier and popped open her wallet.
The woman sitting behind the counter stared curiously at the couple through narrowed eyes. "How may I help you two?" she droned.
Elsa paid for their skates while Anna bounced on the balls of her feet in excitement next to her. "Hurry up, Els!" she planted a peck on Elsa's jaw. Elsa blushed.
The cashier's eyes widened slightly, before a distasteful look darkened her eyes. "It's very nice to see two friends getting along so well."
"Actually, we're girlfriends!" Anna corrected, dragging Elsa away by the hip. She didn't even feel the heated glare of the woman boring into her back.
Elsa's eyes flickered to the expansive rink, twinkling with joy. Seeing the slick, gleaming surface coupled with the icy air brought a sense of freedom and relaxation to her. She was always the happiest when she was on ice.
…Or on Anna.
At that last thought, Elsa's heart rate sped up. She shook her head, forcing herself to focus on the current moment. This was not the time to be thinking dirty thoughts, especially not about what they were going to do that night. This was the time to spend with Anna, with no heated nether regions involved.
"You look really happy right now, Elsa," Anna's voice broke into her thoughts.
"H-hm…?" Elsa stammered. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, you always look really overjoyed when you're at the skating rink. I think it's your happy place."
Elsa shrugged. "I…suppose. I really do enjoy being here."
"This is part of the reason why I wanted to come today," Anna smiled softly. "I know how much you love it here."
Elsa's eyebrows scrunched up in concern. "Anna, I didn't want you choosing where you wanted to go based on what I liked. This day is supposed to be for you, not me!"
"Relax, honey," Anna hugged Elsa tight. "I really want to be here as well. I'm still really bad at skating, so I was hoping maybe you could give me a few pointers."
Elsa exhaled. "If you say so. But the moment you get tired or want to leave, tell me, okay? Then we can head over to the movies."
"Sure thing," Anna pulled Elsa down for a kiss.
They picked up their skates from the booth, and Elsa fastened hers on. Anna slipped her feet in and fumbled with the laces for a good five minutes before grumbling angrily.
Elsa giggled, covering her mouth with her fingers. "Need some help with that?"
Anna kicked her legs up onto Elsa's lap, huffing in frustration. "Yes."
"You haven't even learned how to tie your skates properly. I wonder how you're going to look on the ice," Elsa speculated, expertly lacing Anna's skates.
Anna crossed her arms, halfheartedly scowling at Elsa.
"Hey, remember, it was your idea to come here," Elsa held both hands in the air. "It's on you." She chuckled as Anna's eyes narrowed, her lips pouting in the most adorable manner. "Come on, dear. Let's get started."
She stood and offered her hand, like a prince asking a princess for a dance. Anna's slim fingers slipped into hers and Elsa hoisted her girlfriend from her seat. Hands locked together, shoulders brushing against one another as they made their way to the rink.
Anna sucked in a deep breath as they stood at the entrance. Her legs wobbled slightly on the blades of the skates.
"Are you ready?" Elsa asked, squeezing Anna's hand in encouragement.
This was a bad idea, Anna thought. I'm going to make a complete fool out of myself in front of Elsa. Why do I not think through these things?
She nodded nervously. "Um…Els?"
"Yes, dear?"
"Maybe I could hold onto you? So I don't, you know, fall on my face and break my nose?"
Elsa laughed. "Of course, Anna. I wasn't planning on letting you go." She slipped an arm around Anna's waist and quietly pulled her close. Their bodies touched softly, warm despite the thick jackets. "I'll never let you go," her voice dropped to a light whisper. "I'll make sure you never get hurt."
Anna gazed lovingly into Elsa's eyes, feeling reassured. She likewise snaked an arm around Elsa's waist.
"Whenever you're ready," Elsa patiently kissed Anna's ear. "I'll guide you in."
An annoyingly loud cough came from behind them. "Are you two lovebirds going to get in or not? You're blocking up the goddamn entrance!"
"S-sorry," Elsa muttered.
"Move it, bitches!"
She and Anna shifted to the side as a large group of people shoved past them, rather rudely.
"Fucking lesbians," one of them growled. He was tall with auburn hair and long sideburns. He flung a meaty hand toward Elsa's shoulder, shoving her roughly into the wall.
Bolts of anger blazed through Anna's chest. "Don't fucking touch her!" she snapped, making a move toward the man. But he had already jumped onto the ice, sliding swiftly away. Anna stumbled on the ledge, arms flailing ungracefully before Elsa secured her by the hip and pulled her back to balance.
"Whoa, slow down, feisty pants," she held Anna tight. "Don't worry about them. They're not worth it."
"He…he could have hurt you," Anna mumbled.
"I doubt that. He was only a little rough and rude, but he didn't mean me any serious harm. If he did, I'd be crippled by now. Didn't you see the size of that guy?" Elsa chuckled, trying to lighten the mood.
Instead, pain flashed through Anna's face. She looked down, clenching her teeth.
Elsa breathed out, knowing the reason behind Anna's discomfort. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought that up."
"Don't apologize," Anna rested her head on Elsa's shoulder. "It's just that…I really can't bear to see you get pushed around by brutes. When someone lays a hand on you in an unfriendly way, I get really upset." She reached up and traced the light scars on Elsa's lips, cheek, and forehead, looking sorrowful.
Elsa closed her eyes, leaning into Anna's welcoming touch. "I'm okay now, Anna," she murmured.
"I just don't want anything like that to happen again," Anna sighed.
"Don't worry about it so much," Elsa shot Anna a confident grin. "Let's just focus on having fun right now. And we'll try to avoid those people on the ice." She gestured to the doorway leading to the ice rink. "So…are you ready to go?"
"Yeah, let's do this," Anna brushed away any negative feelings she had before. Today was supposed to be an enjoyable day, a day to spend with her beloved.
Elsa placed her arm around Anna, feeling the soft material of Anna's bright pink sweater. She had gotten it the day before for Anna's birthday.
"Um…you go first," Anna said, slightly nervous.
Elsa stepped across the ledge and onto the ice, balancing adeptly. She gripped onto Anna's hands firmly as the redhead shakily put a bladed foot onto the slick surface.
Her leg slid out from under her, forcing her into a painful split. "Ow!"
Elsa reacted quickly, hoisting Anna up with an amused grin. Anna shifted her balance to the foot that wasn't on the ice, scowling in annoyance.
"Would you like to put the other foot in?" Elsa teased.
"Shut up, Elsa, I'm trying to concentrate here." Anna commenced a staring contest with the ice, summoning up the courage to step in completely.
"I should remind you that this was your idea," Elsa smirked.
"Okay, I'm just going to shut you out, because I need to concentrate."
Elsa's grip on Anna's hand tightened. "You can do it, Anna. I'm right here."
Sucking in a deep breath, Anna leaped off her foot and stomped it onto the ice. Her legs shook precariously underneath her, and she latched onto Elsa's baby blue jacket for dear life.
"Relax, Anna. I got you."
"Uh…it's been a while since I last went skating," Anna chuckled awkwardly. She couldn't even stand up straight. Her arms squeezed Elsa tightly around the waist, her nose buried into Elsa's upper abdomen. Anna's eyes lifted slowly to see two twin mounds pushing out from the blue fabric. Elsa's boobs.
Elsa coughed. "It'll take a few minutes for you to warm up to the ice."
When Anna did not budge, Elsa coughed again. "Er…would you like to…try to move around? Skating is not much fun if you just stay put, you know."
Anna sighed. She might as well try to salvage whatever little dignity she had left. "Alright." She pulled her wobbly legs under her, standing up straight. Her hands stayed on Elsa's hips.
"See? You can do it," Elsa beamed. "Now let's try to get moving here." She pressed her own palms against Anna's waist and gently eased her forward.
"W-whoa…" Anna mumbled. Every molecule in her klutzy body shook as she inched down the slippery surface of the rink.
"Don't be so tense, dear," Elsa cooed. "Let's just take it slow. See? We're moving, and you're not falling. I say that's progress!"
Anna shot Elsa a glare before gasping and clutching onto her girlfriend even tighter as she teetered.
"Stop laughing at me," Anna ground out, pouring all of her focus into not keeling over and breaking her face. "Oh, shit…!" her feet began to drift apart, and try as she might she couldn't put them back together. "Elsa, help me!" she panicked. Her legs slid further and further away from one another, forcing her into a tangled split.
Elsa's lips clamped painfully together to stop from guffawing. She slipped her hands under Anna's arms and heaved her up, letting her legs situate properly underneath her once again.
Anna held Elsa's biceps as she regained her balance.
Wow…my baby has some muscles. She sighed dreamily, squeezing Elsa's arm through the blue jacket.
"Ouch, Anna. Not so hard."
"Oops! Sorry," Anna mercifully lessened her grip. She gazed up at Elsa's face and saw mirth flooding the cerulean eyes.
"What's so funny?"
"You," Elsa replied.
Anna's eyes narrowed.
"I thought you told me that you've been practicing ice skating," Elsa raised a brow.
"I have been!" Anna protested. "And this…is the best I've got. I mean, you've seen me trip over air. Putting me onto two skinny pieces of metal on an icy surface is just a recipe for disaster."
"So why did you want to come here, if it's so disastrous to you?"
Anna shrugged. "I just wanted…some more practice!"
Elsa combed a hand through Anna's hair. "Well, I'll help you. But you can't get any better if you're not actually skating. So come on!"
With Elsa's urging and guidance, Anna stumbled, tripped, and slipped her way around the rink, clawing at the walls, her girlfriend, and occasionally a stranger, to keep balance. They fell a dozen times, with Elsa doing her best to cushion Anna's fall and picking her right back up. The muscles in Anna's inner thigh ached from trying to keep her upright, and the sides of the skates chafed her outer ankles. Blisters bubbled on her toes, threatening to pop painfully.
When Anna complained to Elsa about them, the blonde simply stated, "I told you to wear thicker socks."
Despite her discomfort and lack of grace, Anna enjoyed the skating session. She hugged Elsa practically the entire time, sometimes copping a feel at her girlfriend's breasts or rear, making Elsa flush. There was one glorious moment when Anna toppled forward, managing to grab Elsa around the thighs, nearly taking her down in the process. This position gave Anna the liberty to bury her face deep into Elsa's crotch. Elsa sputtered, sliding back against the wall and blanching.
Unfortunately, Anna couldn't take it any further because she was too busy trying to not die. It was extremely difficult to be flirtatious when you're constantly fearful for your life. Anna hadn't anticipated that she would be so…"rusty" at skating.
By the time the hour was up, Elsa had to practically carry Anna to the exit.
"Anna," she groaned. "I need you to stop digging your toes into the ice…it's creating a lot of friction, and making it really hard to drag you around." They were the last ones to start trudging out of the rink.
"Sorry, Els," Anna moaned dramatically. "I'm just so tired!"
"I've said it before, and I'll say it again…this…was…your…idea."
"I know, I know, but you look so happy right now, so it was totally worth it!"
Elsa blinked, looking down at Anna curiously. "I look happy right now?"
"You look a lot happier, yes. You always get like this when you skate, and I just really wanted to see it."
Worry flickered across Elsa's face. "Are you saying that you wanted to come here just for me to be happy? Anna, I…"
"Oh, hush, Elsie," Anna draped her arms around the back of Elsa's neck, hanging there. "Is it so wrong to want to see you happy? I don't regret coming here at all. Sure, I have bruises and blisters, my legs are about to fall off, and I've never felt more undignified, but I honestly don't care, because you enjoyed yourself."
Elsa sighed, shaking her head and smiling softly down at her girlfriend. "Well, the skating session is over, so we can head over to the movies now. We can do something you actually enjoy." She paused. "I really don't deserve you, Anna." Elsa stepped across the ledge and exited the rink, placing her feet firmly on carpeted ground.
"Oh, be quiet," Anna rolled her eyes. "You deserve everything good in the world…ahhh!" her foot caught on the ledge of the exit and she tumbled forward, crashing into Elsa. Her forearms slammed into Elsa's stomach, knocking the wind out of the blonde. Elsa fell onto her back, gasping for air. Anna collapsed on top of her, making Elsa grunt in pain and surprise.
"Well," Elsa wheezed. "I didn't see that coming. I'm sorry. I should have been prepared for you to fall as long as you're still on ice."
"Oh no!" Anna gasped, sitting up. "Elsa, are you alright? I'm so, so sorry! Did I hurt your ribs? Please tell me if anything hurts!" She tenderly rubbed Elsa's torso.
"Anna, I'm perfectly fine," Elsa managed a small grin. "Just a little startled, that's all."
Anna buried her face in Elsa's jacket. "Jesus, I'm such a klutz."
"You're just now figuring that out?"
Anna huffed, laying her head on Elsa's chest. She knew that she should get up, but she was just too damn worn. And Elsa was too damn comfy.
Pale, elegant fingers lovingly stroked Anna's strawberry blonde hair. Anna lifted her head and met Elsa's bright blue eyes, filled with affection. Then she looked down to Elsa's lips. Elsa's wet, pink, soft lips.
She looked so…adorably kissable.
Anna propped herself up upon her elbows and straddled Elsa's thighs.
"Anna…what are you…"
Anna claimed Elsa's supple lips, kissing gently at first before licking, sucking, and biting. Elsa's eyes widened, startled by the sudden assault. She instantly melted into the touch, kissing Anna back with fervor, tasting her lover's sweet tongue. Warmth spread like a wildfire through her body, lighting up every nerve and waking her core. Elsa moaned into the kiss, pulling Anna's body flush against her.
Anna's hot pelvis began grinding onto Elsa's, making the blonde's mouth drop open. Heat rushed down to her groin, making Little Elsa feel extremely good. Her junior pressed against her jeans.
Wait, why were they doing this in the middle of a skating rink?
But it felt so wonderful, and Elsa's hips acted on their own accord, lifting up to meet Anna's thrusts.
"EXCUSE ME, LADIES!" a shrill voice rang out.
Both girls jumped, halting in their mildly intimate actions.
The cashier stormed up to them, face contorted in a snarl. "Just what the hell is wrong with you two? You are in public, for god's sake! And there are young children around! This is public indecency! Now, I must ask you to leave at once!"
Anna clumsily rolled off Elsa. The two of them hastily undid their laces, glancing around in horror to see shocked faces gazing back. Fathers hid their writhing children's faces, older women looked on in disgust, and groups of laughing teenagers were just about ready to whip out their cameras and phones.
Oh my god, Elsa thought, thoroughly embarrassed. She and Anna had been making out on the floor, in public! Not only that, but they were dry humping each other like dogs! What if somebody caught it on video and it became viral on Youtube or something? It could ruin their careers and lives!
Before Elsa began dating Anna, she never would have condoned this type of activity. Yet here she was, guilty of public indecency.
The most embarrassing thing, however, was that Elsa had the start of a stiff erection festering in her pants. She cautiously covered the bulge with the skates as she walked to the counter to return them. Luckily, by the time she and Anna departed from the rink, Little Elsa shrunk back to normal size.
"I'm sorry Els," Anna wrung her hands. "I know I went a bit far, but just to let you know, I wouldn't have gone as far as to take your dick out or anything."
"Geez, I would hope not!" Elsa sighed, running a hand through her platinum blonde locks.
"I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable or anything."
"You didn't make me uncomfortable," Elsa reassured her. "But let's try not to give me boners in public, alright? I don't want to have to deal with judgmental stares."
Anna grinned sheepishly. "Yeah…sorry. I sometimes forget how easily excited you get." She patted Elsa's crotch gently, making the older girl jump.
"Not now, Anna," Elsa reprimanded. "Let's save all of that for tonight, alright?"
"Yes ma'am!" Anna mockingly saluted.
Elsa rolled her eyes in amusement. "Let's just head over to the movies now."
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Next chapter will have more smut/fluff...smuff, I guess. Anyways, please review!
