I'd tell you guys to read this one in private, but we all know that's a lost cause.
One minute and a lost jacket later, Anna got the best idea of her life.
"Don't you dare -" Elsa growled when she pulled away.
She didn't reply. She bit her lip, grabbing the silk tie again. She took a moment to breath – she was panting heavily already. She always did when her hair got tugged and played with like that. It was taking a lot of self-restraint not to just go at it, but this idea was just too good to pass up for a quick fuck. She slipped off the desk and tugged at Elsa, dragging her along by her tie toward Elsa's office.
"What are you doing?" Elsa asked, her tone amused and aroused all at once.
"You'll see," Anna replied, trying to sound mysterious. She turned to push the office door open with her hip. Elsa's cheeks were flushed pink, her eyes bright. Her neat coiled braids were starting to come undone thanks to Anna.
She is a fucking sex goddess, Anna thought. She stopped with halfway inside Elsa's office and gave the tie a pull toward her, pulling Elsa into a kiss. She could taste the lipstick and remnants of morning coffee as she pushed her tongue past Elsa's lips. Elsa moaned against her lips, her hands making their way up to Anna's hair.
Anna pulled away again. Don't get distracted, she reminded herself and continued leading Elsa to the desk. "Are you just going to tease me all day?" Elsa groaned.
"Maybe," Anna said. They had reached their destination.
Elsa's desk was solid oak and the size of a twin bed. Anna made a note of it – could be useful in a bind – but what she was really going for was the chair. The great, high-backed leather chair. The executive, CEO chair. Anna dragged Elsa over to it, moved it back with her foot, and gave pushed Elsa into it. She released the tie, smoothing the crumpled silk back into place before taking a step back. She placed a hand on her hip, thrusting her shoulders back. "Now, Ms. Arendelle – did you require my assistance?"
"What is this – pornography?" Elsa asked, laughing.
Not quite the response she was going for, but then again, Elsa was new at this.
"Just a little role-play," she explained, shaking her hair out behind her. It was threatening to get in her face. "Power is attractive, after all."
"Is it role playing if we're actually in those roles?"
She chuckled – Elsa would figure it out soon enough. She put her hands on either arm rest and climbed onto the chair, straddling Elsa on the seat. Elsa was looking at her bemusedly, clearly not understanding the brilliant potential of Anna's plan. Well, she could fix that.
She tangled her fingers in Elsa's bun, pulling her head back to expose the length of her neck. She ran the tip of her tongue up Elsa's neck, collarbone to ear. "It's whatever you want it to be – ma'am," she whispered, voice husky. Elsa shivered. Anna bit her ear, swirling her tongue around the lobe while she waited for a response.
"Well... Ms. Summers..." Elsa said, every word sounding like an effort. "I've been... having an issue... with... preparing for a presentation."
Not bad, Anna thought. I can work with that. She sat up, releasing Elsa's hair.
"I think your material is really good," she said, trying to look thoughtful. "But how you deliver it – that's the key."'
"How I deliver it?"
"You need to be more in control, commanding. You need to tell them what to do, be... bossy."
It wasn't her best line, but then again, Anna hadn't become an executive personal assistant with the goal of screwing her boss in the big chair. It was a just a major and unforeseen perk.
Elsa leaned back in her chair, surveying Anna carefully.
"More in control?" she repeated. Anna's breath caught at the look on her face. Yesyesyes. She nodded mutely.
"I should practice," Elsa said. She snaked an arm around Anna's waist, pulling her close to her. "I want you to fuck me... Ms. Summers." Elsa's face had gone from bright pink to deep scarlet at her own words, clearly not believing she had said them. But she was trying to keep her face stern as she looked into Anna's eyes. Elsa released her, pushing her back. "Now, Ms. Summers. I haven't got all day."
Anna bit her lip to keep from giggling. It wouldn't due to laugh at Elsa for finally getting into the game. She turned her gaze to Elsa's waist – she was wearing slacks today, buttoned overtop of her blouse. "Right away, ma-am," she said. She popped the button open and undid the zipper on the slacks, revealing black lace underneath.
Those are new, she thought. She didn't have time to explore them, however. Her boss had given her an order. She slipped her hand underneath, plunging her fingers into slick wet.
The pants didn't provide much moving room, but Anna was up for a challenge. She pushed her palm against Elsa's mound, her middle and index finger pressed between the folds. She could feel the hard nub beneath them. She flexed and released her hand. Elsa bit her lip.
"Is this to your liking, Ma'am?" Anna asked. Elsa nodded, then took a deep breath as Anna began to flex her hand repeatedly.
"Very good work," Elsa managed to say. She tensed and wriggled under Anna's hand, her fingers gripping tightly at the leather arms of the chair. Anna enjoyed watching her while she worked – Elsa gripped onto anything she could get her hands into like she was going to float away from the pleasure. Still working her hand, Anna leaned forward, planting a light kiss on Elsa's lips.
"Hold onto my hair," she whispered, taking herself out of their roles for a moment. Elsa glanced at her hands, fingernails digging into the expensive leather, then lifted them to Anna's hair.
Anna added a third finger, applying more pressure to Elsa's centre as the finger tangled in her hair. Elsa's grip was strong, pulling at her scalp in a way that made Anna want to scream with delight. She flexed and released, flexed and released her hand moving as fast and as hard as she could. Elsa's body was tense, trembling.
She pulled Anna close to her as her orgasm came. Her fingers curled, gripping hard enough to hurt then suddenly releasing. Both of them were panting. Anna could feel a trickle of sweat make its way down her back. She kissed Elsa's lips before pulling back, withdrawing her hand.
Elsa was all rumpled, her hair no longer resembling the neat coils it had been that morning. She was completely gorgeous. Anna lifted her fingers to her mouth, sucking at the juices that coated them. Elsa watched her, a hungry look in her eyes. She knew Elsa loved the taste of her. Knew she was dying for her turn to pleasure Anna.
Elsa suddenly scooped her arms under Anna's butt, lifting her and pushing her onto the desk. The desk calendar slid back, pushing a stapler and the engraved metal plate that said "Elsa Arendelle, C.E.O." off the desk. The clattered against the floor.
"I like this dress on you, Ms. Summers," Elsa said, running her fingers up Anna's leg, pushing back the hem line to trace over the thighs. "Very – professional."
Anna stifled her giggle. "Really, Ms. Arendelle? I thought it might be a bit revealing for a work environment."
That was true enough. The back scooped low, showing off shoulders and her spine almost all the way down her back. It was only the jacket, discarded in the other room, that made it appropriate. Elsa ran her fingers up Anna's back, following the scoop of the dress before pushing down the shoulder straps. "I think it's perfect for a work environment," Elsa said decisively. She kissed Anna's now bare shoulder. When she pulled back, Anna shivered at the touch of breath. It felt cool against her hot skin.
Elsa worked the dress down, exposing Anna's breasts and stomach. Elsa stared at the bare, erect nipples. "The dress has padding," Anna explained. "It doesn't need a bra."
Elsa leaned over and kissed each breast in turn. "I really like this dress," she murmured. She pushed Anna down on the desk, her hand firm. Anna's legs were dangling awkwardly over the edge, so she scooted around. She knocked into something and shoved it aside. It made a loud thump as it fell to the floor. She pushed herself with her arms so that she was laying lengthwise, her legs bent and feet flat on the desk.
Elsa stood over, grinning as she surveyed Anna splayed out on her desk. She reached for the cloth pooled at Anna's hips and pulled. Anna lifted her hips obediently. In one move Elsa had pulled off the dress as well as her stockings and underwear, throwing them aside and leaving Anna completely naked on her desk.
Elsa wasn't wasting any time, Anna thought. She pushed Anna's legs apart and bent her head to between her legs. Anna closed her eyes and tangled her hands in Elsa's hair again as she felt the first touch of Elsa's tongue against her.
Elsa had learned quickly. She had experimented, practically daily, on what got the best reactions from Anna with the use of her tongue. Now she moved her tongue up and down Anna's folds, planting a light kiss on her clit every time she reached it. Anna let out an involuntary huff each time, her back arching as she continued to massage Elsa's scalp. She loved that move, the teasing of it.
Elsa pressed two fingers up into Anna's vagina and began massaging her G-spot as she quickened her tongue. Anna wanted to beg her to move on from teasing, to suck and lick at her clit like she knew Elsa would, but she stopped herself. Elsa was in control this time.
Elsa stopped suddenly, taking her goddesses mouth away and leaving only her fingers. Anna whined, lifting her head to look at Elsa. Her eyes were dancing, wickedly playful as she looked back at Anna.
"You're a tease," Anna panted. Elsa bit her lip.
Elsa wriggled her fingers inside of Anna, making Anna's toes curl. "You're a tease, who?" she asked. It was the Ice Queen voice. That wasn't fair.
I've created a monster. She loved it. "You're a tease, ma-am."
Elsa laughed lightly, then her tongue was against Anna again, licking and sucking quickly.
The build was fast and hard. Anna cried out and arched, hands holding Elsa's face against her. She couldn't let her stop. Couldn't stop. She came, calling out Elsa's name as she pulsed around Elsa's fingers. Elsa pressed her lips to Anna's clit, holding them there until the last wave had died.
Elsa pulled out, placing her fingers in her mouth as Anna had done and smiling all the while.
Anna slumped back onto the desk. Damn, she is good, she thought. Elsa stood up and came round the side of the desk. She cupped Anna's face in her hand and leaned in for a slow, sweet kiss. Her hair fell down around her, clinging in sweaty tendrils to her neck. Anna smiled at her fondly.
The air conditioning kicking in made them both jump. Anna looked up, then shivered as the cold air hit her.
"I'm naked on your desk," She pointed out.
Elsa looked down. "Oh," she said, as if she just realised it. She blushed then looked back at Anna's face with a small smirk. "I think I got you back for that lipstick incident."
For a moment Anna was confused. Then she looked down. There were pink marks all over her naked body.
Then they burst out laughing.
"And remember to say hi to Mark Spanner, in advertising. He and his husband just adopted – baby girl, Patricia. Very cute, must be so happy, etc."
"Is there anyone in there I don't have to say hi to?"
Anna made a show of checking her list. "Me?"
"Thanks. I'm sure that will help."
"Employee-boss interaction is essential to company atmosphere-"
"-and employees who think their boss gives a damn about them will do a better job. Yes, I know."
Elsa shifted her weight from foot to foot. She was wearing jeans. Her father was probably turning in his grave. Well, actually, by now he was most likely perpetually spinning. She had had sex with a woman. In the office. Wearing jeans was nothing.
But they felt uncomfortable, stiff and new and just plain weird. But Anna had insisted on this too – no one wears business wear to a barbeque. She supposed she should count herself lucky that she wasn't wearing a t-shirt with a stupid saying on it like some people. Kristoff, for some reason, had a t-shirt that said 'Reindeer are better than people'. Sven had an answering shirt, saying 'People smell better than reindeer.' Elsa supposed those were good conversation starters if you were, you know, completely out of your mind.
Anna had said the cream coloured blouse with ruffles was a good choice, which was a relief since the best conversation starter slogan she could come up with would be 'Our financials are better than Weselton financials and I'm a good boss I swear please don't fire me.' Elsa had to admit that, as slogans go, it wasn't very catchy. This was why she had an advertising department.
"Anna! Come say hi to Steve from accounting!" Kristoff shouted over the crowd. Anna waved back to show she heard, then turned back to Elsa.
"Say hi to some people. I'll check on you later." She waved her fingers goodbye and sauntered off. Elsa tried not to pout – Anna couldn't hang off her elbow the whole time. That would look odd, and was selfish of her at any rate.
She looked around. It was windy up here, on the roof, but it was lovely. Her father had had it converted into an outdoor space, complete with grass and a water feature, specifically for company parties. A ton of people wandered around, clustered in groups to chat with one another. There was a larger crowd around the buffet table and barbeque. And she had to talk to pretty much every one of them. Anna owed her sex tonight. She grabbed a beer from a waiter and went to go find Mark Spanner.
"So, how's it going?" The smile Elsa gave her was initially a little too bright and false, but she slumped when she saw it was Anna.
"I am so tired," Elsa said quietly, looking around to check if anyone was listening. "Can we go yet?"
"It's only been two hours!" Anna said brightly – she'd been having a lot of fun, talking with all the people she hadn't met yet from the office.
Her smile dropped at the look on Elsa's face. It was the look of someone who'd dragged themselves through hell and back. She'd talked to so many people and they were all very pleasant and pleased that she was talking to them. The look said if she had to talk to one more of them she'd probably end up punching them in the face - just because.
"We need to stay for a while longer," Anna said gently. "But you can probably relax. Why don't we go hang out with Olaf and Marshmallow-" she pointed to where they boys were bent over their phones "and we can be done in half an hour?"
"Half an hour?" Elsa was nearly whining. Anna laughed and took hold of her arm, leading her over to Olaf and Marshmallow.
Olaf turned to greet them.
"Hi guys!" he raised his hand for a high-five, which both Elsa and Anna took him up on.
"Aren't you two supposed to be talking to people?" she asked.
"We are." Marshmallow answered.
"Okay... what country are they in?"
"Philippines." She shook her head at them, but they put the phones away to talk.
"So what's been going on in the basement?" Elsa asked, clearly relaxing now that she was around her friends.
"We're making a new computer," Olaf said excitedly, jumping on the ball of his feet.
"Aren't we a hotel company?"
"This isn't for work – it's for gaming," Marshmallow explained. "It's going to be the ultimate machine for running any PC game you can think of."
"Is this what I'm paying you for?"
Olaf gave a giggly snort. "And for fixing your computer when you drop it off the desk."
Elsa blushed. "I told you it was an accident..." Elsa muttered. Marshmallow guffawed.
"Ms. Arendell and Ms. Summers!" They turned to see Hans jogging over. "And... Oliver, right?"
"Olaf."
"Olaf," Hans repeated. "And Marshall?"
Marshmallow gave him a surprised look. "Yes. Actually."
Anna heard Elsa biting back a laugh at the big man's surprise. "Mr. Sorlig, it's nice to see you," she said politely.
"Since when am I Ms. Summers?" Anna asked, punching his arm lightly.
"Just trying to be professional. I meant to say hello earlier, and now I've got to get going soon," Hans bemoaned. He threw a friendly arm over Anna's shoulder. "I think I ate too many hotdogs."
"And had too much beer," Anna said, waving a hand in front of her nose.
Hans smirked. Elsa looked like she was thinking of punching Hans. Anna pushed his arm away to prevent an incident. He straightened up. "Might I have use of one of your phones, ladies?"
"Mine's in my purse," Anna said, half turning to go get it.
"Don't worry about it," Elsa said, digging in her pocket for hers.
"What happened to your phone?" Anna asked as he took it.
"I lost it somewhere on Monday – haven't found... Oh..." he stopped, surprised. Elsa turned an interesting shade of purple in a matter of seconds as Hans stared at the phone in front of him.
"Shit!" Elsa said, snatching the phone from him. Anna peered over her shoulder and laughed. The texts from Monday's meeting glowed at her cheerfully.
"Were you reading those again?"
"I – uh... it's..."
"It's fine – Elsa," Hans said. He laid a gentle hand on Elsa's arm. She took a step back, pulling her shoulder away.
"Stop laughing," she hissed at Anna. Anna gave a quick glance at Hans – he'd gotten over his shock and was suppressing a smile. Anna took Elsa's hand and gave it a quick squeeze before releasing it.
"He already knows," Anna said quietly to her. Elsa shot her an accusing glare. Anna shrugged. "I had to give him some reason for breaking up with him."
It was only part of the truth, but she wanted to calm Elsa down. Elsa gave her a despairing look and marched off, hunched over her phone. She turned back to Hans. Olaf and Marshmallow seemed to have faded into the background – probably Marshmallow dragged Olaf off.
"Sorry," Hans said meekly. He swept his bangs out of his eyes in a nervous gesture. "I'll eject it from my mind. I'll just pretend I saw information about some sort of equestrian venture. I won't even make any jokes about bare-backing."
She sighed and looked back at Elsa.
"I just remembered something –" she said suddenly, turning back to Hans, "Did you forget your phone in Elsa's office?"
"I might have – why?"
"The janitor found it on Tuesday – I left it on my desk in case someone came looking for it. I can go get it."
"No, I'll go. You... go help out Elsa."
Anna nodded gratefully before he left for the roof access at a jog. She followed after Elsa, trying not to draw attention from the people still gathered around chattering. She caught up to Elsa as she pushed her way into the bathroom, fortunately catching her before she sequestered herself in the stall.
"Elsa, it's fine," she said, soothingly, grabbing her arm before she could hide. Elsa turned to her, her eyes frantic.
"You know he's on the board, right? He could ruin everything-"
"Do you really believe he'd do that?" Anna asked sharply, crossing her arms. "Hans is my friend."
Elsa's shoulders slumped under the intensity of Anna's glare. She was still clicking at her phone, though.
"What are you doing?"
"Deleting the text messages."
"Elsa – no." She grabbed at the phone, but Elsa held it above her head, out of her reach. She made a few feeble grabs at it before giving up. She crossed her arms and pouted. "You don't have to do that."
"You should delete yours too," Elsa said, returning to deleting them. Anna laughed.
"Are you kidding? I'm having them printed out and embroidered to hang on my wall."
Elsa stared at her, momentarily distracted from her mission to wipe away all evidence of their silly texts. "You're from a different planet, aren't you?"
Anna looked around quickly, double checking that they were alone. She moved to wrap her arms around Elsa's waist, pulling her tight. It was so difficult – sometimes she forgot how new this was for Elsa. How she never had Idunn to beat out the ability to be embarrassed.
"I'm not ashamed to be in love with you, Elsa," she said softly.
Elsa sighed, resting her chin on Anna's head. Her silence said more than she could articulate, the tight arms about Anna's waist desperate.
When the door opened, they leapt apart, earning a curious but unsuspecting look. "Let's go back to Olaf, just a few more minutes," Anna said quietly. Elsa nodded.
When they rejoined the boys, Anna chattered with them about their latest projects. Elsa had drawn in on herself, holding her arms tight against her chest. Soon, Elsa, she promised her in her head. People were already leaving by twos and threes, but it would be a few more minutes until it could be acceptable for the CEO to leave her own party.
She welcomed the distraction when Hans came back, waving his phone over his head.
"Thank you!" he panted as he caught up to them. "Not sure what I would've done if I hadn't found it – my life is on here."
"Yeah, know what that's like." Well, her high scores counted as a life, didn't they?
"Hey, is that an iPhone?" Olaf pushed closer. He was looking at the phone in horror.
"Yes?" Hans replied, clearly confused. Anna smirked.
"Don't you know what a horrible affront that is to the future of technology?" she said with a mocking smile. Olaf didn't notice the tone.
"Absolutely!" he agreed. "Haven't I given you an OlafBerry yet?"
Hans looked at Anna, giving a pleading look. Save me from the crazy techie... She crossed her arms and smiled. "I've really got to get going," he said, waving back the way he came. "I called the taxi, I just wanted to let you know I found it."
Anna and Elsa waved and he headed out. Olaf trailed after him, bouncing on the balls of his feet. "Can I at least update yours to a better system? I've been working on one for people who prefer the touch screen..."
Anna chuckled at Olaf's insatiable desire to rid the world of Apple, and turned to Elsa. "I give up," she said. "Lets go home."
The look Elsa gave her was worth it.
I can't believe we're on chapter 20. You know, I was originally thinking this would be 40k words... XD
We're getting close. Things will happen next chapter. Big things. Be prepared. :D
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