In the taxi, Anna felt conflicted. Her drunken self, torn between Elsa's comfortable hand holding her own and Meg leaning her head on her shoulder.
"Where to ladies?" Asked the driver
"Groove please!" Giggled Meg, her hand sliding in between Anna's knees. "Need to show my girl here, the way of the city" giving her a squeeze and a wink.
"A blonde, a brunette and a ginger are going to bar? How did I not see that happening" He chuckled to himself. With a sudden jolt, the car zoomed down the road faster than the drunk girls would have liked. Anna held tight on to Elsa's arm, the gravity forcing herself against the car's seats. Her other hand went straight to Meg's leg gripping for dear life.
"Too fast for you, girls? Sorry! Just don't chuck up in the cab yeah?" He absentmindedly stroked the car as if taking off imaginary crumbs, as he turned to the bar.
"Hey I don't mind" Meg giggled "I seem to have found myself a damsel in distress." Raising her eyebrows at Anna.
"Oh right. Sorry" she mumbled letting go of her. Elsa huffed and launched herself from the car muttering to herself.
"What's wrong with her?" Meg whispered, looking genuinely concerned.
"I don't care, as long as she's not the one with the money" The driver only had eyes for their purses.
"Oh right yeah. Here you go, and have a nice day" Meg giggled, giving him a massive show of her cleavage and a sly wink. "Come on babes, time to PARTY"
"I think I upset Elsa" Anna confessed as they made their way up the stairs. Who the hell thought that stairs and drinking mixed?!
"Yeah I haaaaave to ask you about that!" Meg grabbed hold of her waist and pull her to her side. "What's happening there? I thought you only had eyes for me?" She said half joking.
"FOR YOU?" Anna screamed, cheeks glowing red. She jumped away from her, her eyes darting to find Elsa. How the hell did she get away so fast?
"Don't give me that" Meg giggled. She licked her lips seductively.
They were at the top of the stairs now, and had to weave their way through the crowd of people. There were so many. Anna didn't know where they all came from but they took up every inch of space. When Meg took her hand and pulled her in the right direction though the doors, paying for both of them, all Anna could think about was the way Meg licked her lips. Was that suggestive or just playful? I mean if it's suggestive then maybe … maybe what? I need to find Elsa! Where did she go! Elsa's lips though ….. Meg's lips though … Meg's hand though.
Snapping back to reality, Anna realised that Meg had somehow managed to get them into the club and onto the dance floor in seconds. Magic. They were dancing to the music. Meg's hand was on Anna's waist drawing her closer. I kinda have a thing for hands. They can dance better then feet. Wait what? How much have I drank? But Elsa's hands though, they can do wonders.
"What are you thinking about?" Meg whispered softly into her ears. Even though the music was blazing, Anna could hear every word. Meg was standing so close now. Too close. The dancing juice flowing through her made Anna connect to the closeness of the brunette in ways sober Anna wouldn't have. But who cares? This feels so good.
A low beat song came on. Anna was too drunk to know what the song was, but she knew that she liked it. Meg turned around so that her back was against Anna's. Instinctively Anna wrapped her arms around her partner. Meg's arms flew up swaying to the beat, while Anna's explored her. One arm trailed down the girl's body reaching her legs, Anna lifted up the hem of her dress slightly to claw at her thigh. Meg through her head back against Anna's neck, while her arms danced in the red heads hair. Slowly Anna rested her lips on Meg's neck. She heard a sigh. She sucked slightly, feeling Meg hum in response. Anna's arms travelled back up Meg's body as they swayed to the beat together. Anna hand danced around the base of Meg's breast, daring to caress it. She let her tongue tip over Meg's neck.
Anna jumped back, almost causing Meg to fall against her. Shit shit shit shit shit. What was that?! What was that?! Practically running to the bar, she ordered herself a double vodka. But it felt so good. And she didn't seem to mind. Oh god! I was only because I was thinking of Elsa. Where is she?!
"You seemed to be having fun" Elsa's whispered behind her. She circled an arm around her waist. "Just wait in till you dance with me" Her voice hot with what is that desire?
"Did you like what you see?" Anna turned around, drink in her hand, sipping through a straw. A finger played on Elsa's stomach "Because if it was you I wouldn't stop" looking through her eyelashes.
"Oh snowflake." She leaned in close taking Anna's drink from her "That's not how I dance" She took a gulp of the vodka and walked away towards the back of the club. Anna followed hot on her heels.
She saw her. Swaying. Commanding the circle around her. She seemed to create beats that no one but her could hear. Anna wanted to join in, but she didn't want to destroy the magic that the gorgeous girl was creating. Elsa saw her hesitation and grabbed her hand. Pulled her near she whispered "Just relax". And then span her around. Anna was seeing stars as the strobe lights flashed around her. Elsa caught her, mid-spin, around the waist. Giggling, Anna couldn't contain her grin.
"Are you ready?" Elsa asked
Anna didn't know what was about to happened but she didn't care "I was born ready!"
Elsa tightened her grip and lifted her into the air. Cool air splashed into her face as she was raised above all the bodies. Anna felt on top of the world. Elsa started to spin her, before she knew it she had let go and Anna was flying in the air. Free falling in ecstasy. Elsa caught her mirroring Anna's ginormous smile.
"What do you think about that?"
"Yeah... That was… Wow" Anna blushed.
They were staring into each other's eyes, basking in the drunken adrenaline they just experienced.
"You guys looked pretty special up there." Meg was standing with her arms folded and her eyes hard. "Time for more drinks" She quickly span around to the bar and bought them all shots.
Elsa's eyes left Anna as she remembered what made her jealous to show off in the first place. Meg and Anna dancing… like that. Letting go of Anna, Elsa stomped over to the bar too. Anna just stood there. Confused. A couple minutes ago she had both girls dancing with her, one provocatively and the other spectacularly. She had to do something. She knew she was probably too drunk to do anything now, but she couldn't wait. She needed to sort this out. She needed to talk to her. She needed to explain. She needed to understand.