A/N: I wish I was able to get chapters out quicker…but, life happens (college and athletics) and I hit writer's blocks, so I usually crank out as much as I can when I get that spark to write. Anyways, here's a new chapter!
We'll see the Belle/Elsa relationship pick up a bit more here, get into the heavier stuff that I want to incorporate into this story, annnddd Elsa is still a player – there's post-smut stuff, but nothing intense. Enjoy!
Chapter 7
TW: mention of rape – it's slight and nothing very graphic but still…just in case.
(Three days later)
Belle was a bit shocked at herself for being disappointed when Elsa didn't instantly ask her out on another date. It had been an uneventful Monday for her as Elsa had been working on a couple of personal projects. The blonde had tried to let Belle in on what she was doing, but Belle couldn't really help her or anything given that Elsa had nearly been done with the marketing projects prior to showing them to Belle. So, to say Belle had been looking forward to the possibility that Elsa would ask her out was accurate, as she wanted something to be excited for on the weekend.
It was strange to Belle – she had never wanted to be asked out by someone so much before. In fact, she was almost ashamed to admit she was craving to go out with Elsa again. She had thoroughly enjoyed the time she spent with Elsa on Saturday night, and while nothing intense had happened between them, Belle had felt comfortable and safe with the blonde. While she new she had to keep her feelings in check as best as she could when it came to Elsa, she couldn't deny that she wanted to see where things went with the blonde. Never in her life would she have thought that she would be in a position where someone like Elsa would be flirting with her and asking her out, and that was why Belle knew she still had to be careful.
The elevator doors opened to the main floor of Frost Marketing, and Belle was greeted by Aurora, whom she had met when she first came for her interview with Elsa. The blonde smiled to Belle and stood from behind the desk.
"Hey," Aurora said.
"Haven't seen you in a couple weeks," Belle said as she gave a small wave to Aurora.
Aurora nodded as she walked around the reception desk, and she motioned for Belle to follow her. "Yeah, we each work a couple weeks at a time. It's really nice…allows us to be able to do other things," she answered with a small laugh. "Mulan had to go home for some family stuff, so it's just me and Anna for a bit now. But uh, Elsa actually has to go to Madison Square Garden soon, so she wanted to see you before she left."
"Oh," Belle got out, and she quickly spoke up again to try and hide her disappointment. "How come she's going there?"
"She just said it was some collaborative thing with the marketing department for the Rangers. They have their own interns they're working with too and I guess they're already setting up promotion nights and whatnot for the season."
"Wow, that's really cool actually," Belle said.
"Yeah, she works with quite a few of the other sports teams here too." Aurora paused as she knocked on the door to Elsa's office, and within a few moments Elsa opened the door.
"Belle, hey," Elsa said, flashing her genuine yet charming smile to the brunette, and Belle returned the expression with a soft smile of her own, a light blush coming to her cheeks as well.
Belle was a little surprised at Elsa's casual wear of black joggers and a plain, dark grey t-shirt. She guessed it was because Elsa wouldn't be at the company office today, and she would never object to seeing Elsa in casual attire. She always thought it was super cute, yet Elsa still looked as attractive as ever, and that was just one thing that would always drive Belle insane over the blonde.
Aurora nodded to Elsa, a somewhat knowing expression on her face as she turned to leave the two women together.
"So uh, Jack is gonna come in today, so it's not like I'm just leaving you," Elsa said, letting out a small laugh as she let Belle into her office.
"Oh, it's totally fine," Belle replied, setting her bag down on one of the office chairs in front of Elsa's desk. "I never knew you worked with professional teams though. That's awesome!"
Elsa shrugged, a lighthearted grin coming to her lips. "Guess you learn something new every day," she said as she closed her office door behind her.
"Hey, could you uh…maybe keep the door open?" Belle asked suddenly. It was like a reaction, something about her position of leaning against Elsa's desk with the blonde looking back at her, blocking the door… It sent Belle's heart racing with fear, and she hated that she was feeling like this with someone like Elsa. There's no way she would ever… Belle thought. But then again, that's what she had said during her internship last summer.
Elsa stopped in her tracks, a slightly confused expression coming to her face as she furrowed her brows a bit. "My office door?"
Belle nodded, her hands gripping the edge of the desk behind her. "Yeah, if you wouldn't mind," she answered, trying to keep her voice as even as possible.
"Um…yeah, okay," Elsa got out, taking a few steps back before clicking her office door open a few inches. And, Belle thought, this was the first time she had seen Elsa at a loss for words. "Uh, is there…are you, uh…I'm sorry, I probably shouldn't-,"
Belle let out a breath, unaware she had been holding it in the first place, and she took a few steps toward Elsa, feeling a bit more comfortable now. "Don't worry about it. Like you said, you learn something new every day," she said.
Elsa could sense the slight apprehension that remained with Belle for the time being, so she decided she wouldn't push the subject any further for now. It was the first time Belle had ever caught her off guard like that, but she had never seen that kind of expression on the brunette's face before. And Belle had been in her office plenty of times before with the door closed, so she wasn't sure what was so different just now to evoke such a strong reaction from the brunette. It concerned Elsa, and she wanted to know why, but she knew that was a conversation for another time with Belle. So, Elsa brushed a hand through her hair and regained her usual, confident composure and decided to move on to her actual motive for wanting to talk to Belle.
"Do you want to go out with me again? Friday night maybe?" Elsa asked, not taking her eyes off Belle.
The brunette nodded instantly, a smile lighting up her face as her mind was immediately cleared of the fear she had felt mere moments ago. She was still unsure of what kind of boundaries she and Elsa had right now, so she took another step forward and playfully swatted at Elsa's shoulders.
"Look at you," Belle said, "Asking me out instead of just assuming."
Elsa rolled her eyes as she looked back at the slightly shorter woman in front of her. "I still didn't get an answer from you though." Belle narrowed her eyes a bit at that, so Elsa went on. "Nodding isn't the same thing as a 'yes,' and I thought you didn't want me assuming?" she teased.
"You really want to hear me say it, don't you?"
Elsa nodded as she stepped toward Belle, making the distance between them even smaller. "Yes, I do. Consent is hot, Belle, and I want to hear you give me an answer."
The lower, more demanding tone of Elsa's voice caught both of them by surprise, and Belle would by lying if she said that hearing Elsa say something like that didn't make her feel…things. Whatever was going on between her and Elsa was hot. There was a certain intensity to it that made Belle nervous yet left her wanting more, and she was constantly torn between wanting to guard her heart when it came to Elsa and wanting to just give it away to the blonde. This teasing, dominant dynamic Elsa held over her was insatiable, and Belle had no idea how much longer she would be able to hold her ground until she caved to Elsa altogether.
"Yes, Elsa, I'd love to go on another date with you," Belle finally said, the words leaving her lips so smoothly that Elsa had to use every ounce of control she had to not completely close the distance between them.
"Perfect," came Elsa's response. "I should get going, but uh, Jack should be here soon. I'm sure he has his own little project he's working on, so he'll keep you busy."
Elsa grabbed her laptop bag off the small conference table in her office, and Belle crossed her arms over her chest as she admired the blonde with light eyes, a soft smile on her lips as well. Elsa looked back at Belle as she opened her office door, and a somewhat goofy grin made its way onto her face.
"What?" Elsa asked.
"Nothing…I just like you, Elsa," Belle admitted. Gosh, she felt like she was back in high school, saying something like that.
Elsa loved the way the brunette's cheeks flushed after her words. It was cute, and the way Belle said it – Elsa could have sworn she felt her heart flutter, and that was something that hadn't happened to her in a very long time.
"I like you too, Belle," Elsa said back. "I'll see you tomorrow." She gave Belle a small wave, which was returned by the brunette, before she walked out of her office and down the main hallway of her company's floor. She already knew Aurora would have something to say to her before she left. After all, the younger blonde was well aware that Elsa was interested in Belle.
"So, how'd it go?" Aurora asked, nudging Elsa lightly, a teasing grin on her face.
"We're going out Friday," Elsa answered as she stepped into Aurora a bit, forcing the younger woman back against the reception desk. It was a risky move, to say the least.
"You know that this will have to stop," Aurora said softly as she traced her fingers across Elsa's shoulders, unable to look the blonde in the eyes.
"I know. Come over tonight, then?"
"Yes."
"Good," Elsa said, stepping back from Aurora. She gave Aurora a knowing wink, and the younger blonde just about swooned over her as always.
But, Elsa told herself, Aurora was right: if she really wanted to pursue a potential relationship with Belle, anything she was doing with Aurora or Anna or…any girl, really, would need to stop. So what's one more night of something with no strings attached.
Belle had been giddy the moment Elsa left, and almost felt as if she were a sixteen year-old with a crush on someone incredibly out of her league. But, she thought, Elsa wasn't out of her league at all. In fact, Elsa had been the one to initiate the flirting and the stolen glances and the asking out on dates. It seemed like a fairytale of sorts to Belle.
"What has you so happy? Elsa trying to woo you into her bed?" Jack asked the moment he walked into Elsa's office, instantly taking note of Belle's light smile that graced her lips.
The brunette snorted at his question and dropped her head into her hands, trying to hide the deep blush coming to her cheeks. "No…and I hardly think you're in a position to ask me something like that," she said back, a teasing notion in her tone.
"Of course I am. I know my sister," Jack replied, keeping the mood light as he shot Belle a knowing wink. "So? What did she do?"
"Nothing incredible, she just asked me out is all," Belle answered, and another smile lit up her face when she thought about going out with Elsa again.
Jack paused after he set his laptop on the conference table, his eyebrows raised and mouth slightly open in surprise. "Wait, wait, wait…you're telling me that my sister, a woman who literally could not keep a functioning relationship to save her life, actually asked someone out? Like, on a date?"
"Yeah, I mean we went out Saturday night so I was kind of hoping she would-,"
"What? And she never even told me!" Jack exclaimed throwing his hands in the air before letting out a groan. "I cannot believe her sometimes. Do you have any idea how much I've wanted her to start dating someone?"
"You and my best friend would get along then," Belle said. "He always tells me that same thing."
Jack ran a hand through his ruffled, snowy white hair and nodded. "Look, I don't want to talk too much about my sister behind her back and potentially tell you stuff she wouldn't necessarily want you to know yet. But, I'm sure you know about how she gets around, and I can tell you really like her already. Just know that Elsa isn't gonna change overnight, but I think you're good for her."
Belle bit at her bottom lip while she listened to Jack. Suddenly, their conversation had taken a more serious tone, but she was thankful for Jack's honesty.
"Yeah, I'm aware," Belle replied. "I can deal with it for the time being." Well that's a lie. No, Belle definitely wasn't going to tolerate Elsa sleeping around with other women if she was just asking her on a date minutes ago. She was silently hoping Jack would take the bait and maybe not defend Elsa over that. Luckily, he did.
"You don't have to," he said. "If she wants to date you but still thinks she can fuck around with other girls then call her out on it. Don't let her be an asshole to you."
Belle laughed softly, and not at their topic of conversation, but at how much Jack cared about both her and his sister. It was endearing, and Belle could see the similarities between him and Elsa in a moment like this.
"Well, I'll deal with that if it ever happens. But, I appreciate your honesty with me."
"If it does, you have my permission to make her feel like shit for it, because I know I will," he said back with a playful and almost proud grin. "I just want you to know what you're getting into with her. It's been a while since she's even tried dating someone, and even though I know she'll want this, she's gonna fuck it up somehow. But it won't be intentional."
"Okay, now you're not really making me feel good about this." While her tone was teasing in its nature, there was an underlying worry that Jack was giving her.
"Shit, I'm sorry. I don't mean it in a bad way. It's just…she hasn't actually tried having a relationship with someone in so long, so you'll definitely have to keep her in line a bit," he replied, and his grin stayed on his face.
"Well I haven't dated someone in a while either, so I think there will be some learning on both sides here," was Belle's answer. She gave Jack a soft smile. She knew he meant well; he was just trying to look after his sister, and Belle admired that.
Jack nodded as he opened his laptop, and he clicked on a few things before he turned his eyes back to Belle. "Sorry again, if I made you doubt anything about Elsa. I think you two will be great together," he said, and this time a genuine, warm smile replaced his usual goofy grin. "So, uh, I have this new project I'm working on with Starbucks…basically helping them start designs for their holiday cups. Yeah, I know it's early, but you'll be surprised how many companies get their holiday stuff planned now. You wanna help me out with it? We can do that and I can also tell you all of Elsa's deep, dark secrets," he teased, eliciting a laugh from the brunette.
Belle nodded as she moved a chair next to Jack and sat down. While she had been somewhat disappointed Elsa wouldn't be around the office today, Jack's warm and fun personality made her forget about that, and now she was looking forward to spending the rest of the day with him.
Elsa hadn't expected the post-sex tone with Aurora to turn serious, but the second their eyes met after Aurora had came, her arms still pinned above her head by Elsa, there was an unspoken reality in the look they gave each other. And once Aurora's breathing had settled a bit, Elsa pulled her now soft cock out of Aurora, which drew a soft whine from the younger blonde.
"You know-,"
"I know," Elsa said, cutting Aurora off before she said what Elsa knew was coming.
"But do you?" Aurora asked, and she propped herself up with her elbow, turning on her side to face Elsa. Her cheeks were still flushed from having just come down from her orgasm, and her hair was a bit messy from when Elsa had been pulling at it while Aurora had given her head. It was hot, and Elsa couldn't help but think about how a certain brunette would look in the same situation.
"Am I an asshole for doing this with you now?" Elsa returned instead of answering Aurora's question.
The younger blonde shook her head. "You're not an asshole, Elsa. You just have no idea what a relationship takes," she answered lightly, letting out a soft giggle as she playfully swatted at Elsa's bare shoulders.
"So how am I supposed to magically know what it takes?" Sheesh, when was I ever the one to ask for relationship advice, Elsa thought.
"You won't. You'll make mistakes and you'll fight, but I think you'll be fine. But this," Aurora paused to motion between them, "Can't happen anymore."
Elsa nodded, her lips in a straight line and a contemplative expression filled her eyes. She wished relationships didn't have to be this complicated, and she had no idea why Belle was the one who suddenly brought on this desire to have one. There was something, though, and Elsa hoped she would figure it out sooner rather than later.
"Are you mad at me?" Elsa asked.
"Why would I be mad?"
"Because I just fucked you and I'm about to turn right around and go on a date with another girl this weekend."
Aurora choked back a laugh at Elsa thinking out loud. "You really are clueless about relationships, huh?"
"You don't have to remind me."
"Well, no, I'm not mad at you. I mean, I was a willing participant, but after this weekend, whatever was going on between us has to be over."
"I know," Elsa said. "It's just…she's not going to be the type of girl to-,"
"Okay, I'm gonna stop you before you do end up sounding like an asshole." Elsa gave Aurora a quizzical look, so she continued. "You need to stop thinking of this as how long it'll take you to get in her pants. That's not what a relationship is about at all. That will come with time, but you have to have actual feelings for her, otherwise you'll just be leading her on."
Elsa sighed out as she swung her legs over the edge of her bed. She grabbed her previously discarded joggers and shirt and slipped them on, not bothering to put on a bra or underwear beforehand. After all, it wasn't like she would be going anywhere tonight. Aurora took that as her cue to put her clothes back on as well, and she eyed Elsa softly as she did so.
"Can I ask you what's so different about her that you want to try a relationship?" Aurora got out, her voice quiet as she put her hair back into a high ponytail.
Elsa shrugged and glanced around her room for a few moments, thinking about a potential answer. "I'm not sure yet," she said. "I just feel…I don't know. There's something there that makes me feel like we'd be good together though."
Aurora nodded and gave Elsa a soft smile as she walked with the blonde toward the front door of her apartment. She was honest with herself in that a small piece of her had wished she could start something more with Elsa, but she valued their friendship more than that.
"Well, I'm glad you want to have this with her. And it's pretty cute, you know, to see you actually have a crush on a girl," she said lightly, nudging Elsa with her elbow.
Elsa let out a small chuckle as she nodded and opened her apartment door. "Nice to see you find some amusement in this," she teased.
"Please," Aurora said, waving her hand toward Elsa, "I'm genuinely happy you like her. I'll see you tomorrow."
The younger blonde gave Elsa a small wave as she walked out of her apartment, leaving Elsa with the understanding that nights like this between them would not – could not – happen again.
(Three days later – Friday)
Belle was a bit surprised at how normal Elsa went about their day in the office. She had filled Belle in with regards to her work with the Rangers for their promotion nights, and Belle had found it interesting that even though each team had their own marketing and promotion teams, they still called on a second party to assist them when needed.
Belle had refrained from asking Elsa anything about tonight – where they were going, what time…the usual things people should know if they're going on a date. But, the brunette certainly noticed how Elsa's eyes lingered on her for just a tad too long and how the blonde would casually brush her their hands together. With how straightforward Elsa had been with her over the last week, Belle thought the small, almost shy flirting and touching was cute.
The brunette had just walked into her apartment when her phone buzzed, and she waved to Adam who was lounging on the couch before she looked at her phone. Belle smiled when she saw Elsa's name at the top of the message box.
Elsa, 4:48pm: I'll pick you up around 6. Hope you're okay with a casual night.
Belle, 4:50pm: Of course. See you then :)
"Elsa and Belle, sitting in a tree," Adam starting singing, looking over to his best friend with a mischievous grin.
"Don't you dare," she said back, giggling as she went over to him and playfully smacked at his shoulders.
Adam laughed and pulled Belle into a warm hug. "So where is she taking you this time?"
"Not sure, but she said it would be casual."
"Oh, so do you think you can handle your own outfit tonight then?" Adam teased, poking Belle in her side, causing the brunette to laugh and wriggle free from his arms.
"Yes, I most certainly can," she replied, throwing a pillow at the red-head. "She's coming at six, so I have time to get ready. Do you think you can, oh I don't know…not be a fanboy over her?"
Adam rolled his eyes – and his head for dramatic effect – as he threw the pillow back at Belle. "I'll be just fine, thank you," he said with as much sass as he could muster.
"Sureee," Belle dragged out as she went toward her bedroom, wanting to change out of the clothes she had been wearing all day and into something a little more comfortable for her date with Elsa.
Taking Elsa's word that it would be a casual night, Belle decided on a pair of black joggers – thin enough so she wouldn't be hot given the summer humidity – and a light blue shirt with grey accents around the collar. She took some time to brush through her hair before she put it back in her usual low ponytail, shorter strands of hair falling out and framing her face perfectly as she did so. Belle was never one to gloat about her physical appearance, but she couldn't deny herself that she had a cute look going on right now.
Before Belle knew it, it was almost six o'clock. Adam had been lying on the couch watching the episode of RuPaul's Drag Race he had missed the entire time she had been getting ready, and when there was a soft knock at the door, Adam jumped a bit, nearly dropping his laptop in the process. The redhead went toward the door to open it, but Belle grabbed his shoulder and playfully shoved him backwards.
"Excuse me, but this is my date," she teased, which earned a soft chuckle from her friend.
Belle opened the door and was met with a lopsided grin from Elsa. If Belle thought she was dressed super casual, then Elsa looked like she was ready to spend a whole week staying in, eating junk food, and watching Netflix – or, playing video games, that was more suited to what Elsa would probably like. The blonde was wearing a dark grey shirt dotted with small, light-blue, minimalistic snowflake patterns all around it and sweatpants of the same shade of grey with the yellow letters of "Cal" running down the left thigh. Belle always forgot Elsa was only twenty-three; she definitely still passed as a typical, attractive college kid.
"Nice groufit you have there," Belle said, her eyes taking in Elsa's adorable appearance for the second time already within the last fifteen seconds.
To her relief, Elsa laughed softly in response. "I said casual, didn't I? You look pretty, as always."
Belle felt a blush creep onto her cheeks; she told herself she most certainly would never get over Elsa complimenting her. The brunette turned back to face Adam for a small moment to say goodbye. Adam returned Belle's wave and added a suggestive wink, which made Belle roll her eyes in jest, and he had already taken back his position on the couch from earlier.
"So, were you ever planning to tell me what we're doing?" Belle asked as she closed her apartment door and walked with Elsa to the elevator down the hall. "Or am I just going to follow you and hope you don't kidnap me."
"Hm…well, now that you mention it…" Elsa trailed off in mock thought, grinning at Belle as they rode the elevator down to the main floor of Belle's apartment building. "But uh, I thought we could take a walk through Washington Square Park, and there's a really quaint Irish pub-slash-sports bar place on Third we could go to. Maybe I could buy you a drink there," Elsa finished, her previously goofy aura turning more serious and flirtatious, which made Belle's heart beat faster and breath catch in her throat for a moment.
The pair took a cab to Washington Square Park even though it was only six blocks away from Belle's apartment. Elsa thought it was nice that Belle was pretty much in between both the Washington and Union parks, but she wasn't too surprised since the brunette was still at NYU and needed to be somewhat close to campus.
Elsa paid for the cab and held the door open, letting Belle step out before she closed the door, intentionally brushing against Belle's back in the process. It was a little weird for Elsa; she was never used to having to take it slow with a girl before, and she had never experienced needing to establish and respect boundaries with someone either. But, she wanted to try this, and she definitely liked Belle…a lot. So, she figured there was no harm in flirty comments or innocent touches here and there. After all, if they really were going to start a relationship with each other, those boundaries would have to be pushed at some point.
"Can I ask you something?" Elsa got out as they walked under the arch leading into the park.
"Of course," Belle answered, sending a soft glance to Elsa to let the blonde know she was listening, and something in her already knew what Elsa was about to say.
They headed toward the path to the right of the fountain in the center of the park. It seemed less populated, and Elsa wanted to be able to talk and relax with Belle with as little people around them as possible.
"How come you didn't want me to close my office door earlier this week?" Elsa asked. "It's totally okay if you don't want to tell me, but I just kept thinking about it and, well, I'd never want to do anything that makes you nervous and it seemed like you were pretty…ah, I don't know…"
"Freaked out? Scared?" Belle finished, gently bumping Elsa's shoulder with her own. While she didn't want the topic to get too serious, she knew that was probably going to be unavoidable very soon.
"Yeah."
Belle let a comfortable yet expectant silence settle between them for a few moments as they continued walking through the park path lined with trees. If she had learned anything about Elsa by now, it was that the blonde would want an answer. Belle wished she would never have to confront what she went through last summer ever again, but here she was, unable to escape it still. And, she knew that whatever relationship she got into, all the shit that happened to her would have to come to the surface.
"I, uh…last summer I did an internship in Boston. A little longer than yours…it was like eight weeks. Let's just say I didn't have a great experience there and um, being in that position I was in when I asked you to open the door…it just brought me back to a bad place," Belle answered, her voice softer as she let herself be vulnerable for the moment.
Thoughts and images flashed through her mind of last summer, of how he had gained her trust through nothing but lies and extravagant favors, threatened her if she didn't do what he wanted, and how he had taken advantage of her on more than one occasion. She never wanted to do anything with him, but he never took no for an answer… Belle didn't want to have a breakdown in front of Elsa right now. God, that would be embarrassing. So, she took a deep breath and forced herself to look at Elsa, and all the trauma she had been taken back to moments ago was instantly quelled when she met Elsa's calm, deep blue eyes. There was a hint of concern on Elsa's face, and their walking pace slowed a bit.
Elsa knew there was another, huge piece of the story Belle wasn't mentioning, but the blonde knew it would take some more time for her to get to that. She could tell that Belle was clearly distraught by even just thinking about whatever had happened let alone actually talking about it.
"Are you afraid of me?" Elsa asked softly, keeping her eyes on Belle, hoping she wouldn't run into anyone else walking along the park path.
"I…Elsa, I don't know," Belle replied, sighing out as she pushed some strand of hair out of her face. "What happened to me last summer…it'll take a little while for me to get around to telling you everything, and believe me, I want to. But I mean…at least it wasn't a yes."
"But it wasn't a no, either," Elsa said back, but she continued before Belle could get another word in. "I'm sorry for asking. I just…I want to try this with you, and I want to make sure I'm not crossing any lines or doing anything to hurt you."
Thankfully, Belle saw an opportunity to lighten the mood a bit and maybe change the subject, so she grinned at Elsa and leaned into the blonde. "Oh, really…and what is it that you want to try?"
Belle was relieved when Elsa breathed out a laugh, and the blonde stopped walking for the moment as she turned to look at Belle. "A relationship, Belle. That's what I want to try. I want you to be my girlfriend."
In the back of her mind, Belle thought she should probably say no for the moment. Maybe she could suggest that they go out a bit more until they decided to put a label on…whatever they had with each other right now. After all, she really didn't know a ton about Elsa. But, she thought, isn't that what would happen during a relationship? They'd get to know each other during dates and even just hanging out with each other. God, she really hadn't done this in so long – she was completely oblivious, but Elsa seemed to be the same way.
Even though Belle had her reservations about the decision she was making right now, there was something about Elsa that she trusted. It was almost like Elsa had this inherent ability to put her mind at ease. Sure, the blonde could totally just be doing that to make sure she could get whatever she wanted out of Belle, but there was just…something that told Belle that wasn't the case.
"And you're not going to ask me if I want that too?" Belle teased, and she surprised them both when she rested her arms on Elsa's shoulders, but the blonde adjusted quickly and took the advance in stride.
"No," she answered, placing her hands softly on Belle's waist. "I'll respect whatever you say though." Elsa had to use all her willpower to not lean forward those last few inches and kiss Belle right then and there. She thought it was crazy how much Belle was unintentionally teasing her like this. There was so much built up tension between them that Elsa had no idea what she would actually do once Belle allowed her to cross that line with her.
"Well, I say…I want that too, and I also say let's go to that bar so you can buy me a drink."
Belle knew she was playing a potentially dangerous game with Elsa. She knew what Elsa wanted the most from her, though, and she almost felt as if she was testing Elsa's ability to control herself. Belle only hoped she wouldn't end up regretting it.
To Belle's delight, the remainder of their night had been extremely fun. She and Elsa had dipped into a low-key yet popular sports bar, and over several drinks courtesy of Elsa they had played a game of pool against two friendly guys. The game had been filled with jokes and laughs, and Belle definitely took note of how comical Elsa became after she was a bit drunk.
They had stayed at the bar for close to two hours, and when they decided to leave it was nearly nine o'clock. Belle was still feeling buzzed, and she cursed herself for yet again allowing Elsa to get more drinks into her than she was comfortable with. Elsa, on the other hand, had been gradually sobering up during the last hour they had spent playing pool.
Elsa got them a cab back to Belle's apartment, and they spent the short ride in a comfortable silence, Belle letting Elsa put her arm around her, the blonde's hand resting softly on her waist. And even though it was an innocent position, just the feeling of Elsa so close to her sent Belle's feelings into a tailspin.
"I had a really great time with you tonight," Elsa said once they were out of the cab and walking up to the front of Belle's apartment building.
"So did I," Belle answered, her mind a little clearer now than it had been at the sports bar. Belle let Elsa follow her into the building and up the elevator to her floor. After all, the brunette knew Elsa would always be so chivalrous as to walk her home rather than just leaving her alone in front of her apartment building.
There was one thought running through Belle's mind over and over again as she neared her apartment door, and she kept telling herself she should just forget it. But, when she took her keys out of her pocket, unlocked the door, and turned back to face Elsa, all rationality instantly left her brain.
Their eyes met with a certain intensity and want, and in the next moment Elsa's lips were on her own. Elsa kissed her softly, slowly, and Belle's arms found their way around the blonde's shoulders. Belle sighed into Elsa's mouth when she felt hands rest on her waist, bringing them even closer together. When Belle pulled back slightly for air, she was aware of her heart beating frantically in her chest, and she was glad Elsa didn't let go of her hips otherwise she thought her knees would buckle beneath her without the support.
"Do you want to-,"
"Yeah."
Their lips met again with more intensity this time, and Elsa wasted no time in taking control of the kiss, Belle eagerly letting Elsa's tongue push past her lips. Elsa reached behind Belle, opening the brunette's apartment door. The door slammed shut behind them, and Belle found herself pressing Elsa against the door, wanting to feel as much of the blonde against her as possible. Belle's mind was racing, and she knew exactly what Elsa wanted out of this. She let Elsa's hand roam her back, her skin being set on fire everywhere Elsa touched despite her shirt still being on. They broke once more for a breath before their lips were together again, and this time Elsa settled one hand at the small of Belle's back while the other slid downward, eventually resting on her ass.
Belle gasped into Elsa's mouth from the unexpected contact, and her hips pressed into Elsa's, causing the blonde to groan from the increasing pressure she felt between her legs. Elsa didn't want to have a one-track mind right now; she was perfectly content with making out with Belle. But the way the brunette was pressing into her and hearing the soft gasps and moans coming from Belle…it was so hot and god Elsa was rock hard now, her thoughts moving to how good it would feel to have her cock inside Belle right now, how wet Belle would be around her and how Belle would be moaning – no, screaming her name as she-
"What the fuck!"
The two women instantly broke away from each other, and Belle groaned in frustration when she turned around to look at Adam, the redhead standing in the doorway to his room with a mildly horrified expression on his face.
"Why are you here?" Belle got out, and she had to choke back a moan when she felt Elsa behind her, the blonde taking the opportunity to place both of her hands on Belle's ass this time. Yeah…Elsa definitely had just one thing on her mind right now.
"Why wouldn't I be here?" Adam said back, his voice a bit higher pitched as he tried to get over what he had just witnessed. "I heard the front door shut so I came out planning to ask you how your date was, but clearly I can see it's going just fine. Girl, I want you to get laid more than anyone, but I did not need to see it!"
"We are not having sex," Belle replied, yet she allowed Elsa's hands to remain on her ass, sending more mixed signals to the blonde.
Adam waved his hand in the air and turned around with attitude, which Elsa found amusing. "Sure, whatever. I'm going back in my room, and I hope to god you two aren't loud." With that, Adam shut his door, leaving the pair alone again.
"Well, that was sufficiently awkward," Belle said, turning back to look at Elsa. "Um…do you still want to stay?"
Elsa nodded instantly, her mind still occupied by the almost unbearable throbbing between her legs, but when she went to slip her arms around Belle's waist again, she was met with a hand on her chest.
"You know I meant it when I said we weren't having sex, right?"
Elsa brought her eyes to meet Belle's, and she saw the seriousness reflected in those deep, enchanting brown eyes in front of her. As aroused as Elsa was right now, she managed to find her rationality and she nodded to the brunette.
"Yeah…okay," Elsa said. She didn't want to sound disappointed, but Belle had gotten her so wound up only to leave her hanging like this, she couldn't help feeling like this. "Um, do you want me to sleep on the couch or-,"
"You can sleep with me." Belle nodded, giving Elsa a soft smile as she took one of the blonde's hands in her own, leading Elsa to her bedroom.
Elsa felt the stiffness between her legs start to subside now, and she almost breathed a sigh of relief at that. She took off her sweatpants when they got into Belle's room, happy that at least some of the pressure was gone. At first, Elsa was a bit confused by the stark change in mood between them. Just minutes ago, she had her tongue down Belle's throat with the brunette readily pushing her hips against her hard cock, and now she was quietly lying down onto Belle's bed with the brunette settling in next to her. But, Elsa told herself, she actually didn't mind this at all. It was sweet and intimate in a way Elsa had never known before, and she found herself wanting more of this.
Belle turned on her side, their eyes meeting in the darkness of the room, and in the next few seconds she was aware of a wide, genuine smile on her lips.
"What?" Elsa asked, her voice barely above a whisper, and she didn't mind at all when Belle moved closer to her.
"Have you ever had a girl tell you no before?" Belle returned.
"Believe it or not, I have," Elsa answered, her own light smile coming to her face.
"And you listened?"
Elsa knew exactly what Belle was getting at, and part of her thought that maybe this was relating back to what Belle had shared with her while they were in the park earlier this evening.
"Always," Elsa said. And it was true, as far as she could remember. "I'm not a monster, Belle. I get caught in the moment sometimes, and tonight was one of them. But, if you tell me to stop I will. I'd never hurt you…or any woman, for that matter, like that."
Belle seemed satisfied with Elsa's answer, and the brunette turned over as she cuddled into the blonde, her back against Elsa's chest. She felt Elsa's arm drape over her stomach, pulling her a tad closer, but Belle didn't mind. She fell asleep quickly in the comfort of Elsa's arms, and she told herself she might just be in love.
A/N: A decently long chapter here…hope you liked it. I really enjoy writing these two characters together. I don't see this fic being longer than twenty chapters or so but it just depends on how long succeeding chapters end up being. So, I'll really start developing Elsa and Belle's relationship within the next couple of chapters.
Fair warning: there will be smut in the next chapter between them, which I'm sure you'll appreciate lol.
As always, feedback is appreciated! Happy reading!
