Warning: Anal penetration(?)

"What do you mean she still can't remember...?" Rapunzel whispered through the phone. It was early in the morning. She was the only one that was awake anyway. "Auntie, that Elsa girl's her girlfriend! Why can't you just tell Anna that Elsa's—?"

She listened as Ma interrupted her.

"No... I... I get that you're scared that Anna would freak, but think about Elsa, Auntie. She, I don't know, maybe is scared too? ... But like, think about it, remember when Anna panicked a lot when Elsa was like... I forgot, kinda freaked out when she figured out how Anna couldn't remember her? I don't know, she lost a year of memory. I remembered how Anna was like when Elsa was forcing herself upon her. They were both just extremely sensitive at that time... especially Elsa Snow with her upper part of her right arm all messed up..." She sighed. "... That Elsa girl... is this why you guys wanted to move to New York because of that incident?"

Rapunzel continued to listen as Ma spoke.

"It's too late now, Auntie. What am I going to do if I tell her? What are you going to do when you tell her? We'll just ruin their relationship. Anna will think it's her fault that she ruined Elsa's life and beautiful future, you know that. But... the longer this continues... I don't know what will happen to the girls... Auntie, you know how Anna's like. She gets hurt easily and sometimes, needs a little guiding. She's alone now. We can't help her and if we ever do, we'll only hurt her. Either way, if she finds out on her own or if Elsa decides to spill the secret out, they're only going to hurt each other. There's nothing we can do about it... Auntie... you could've told her as soon as you recognized Elsa. It would've been easier for her—"

"Punzie... shut the hell up..." I was awake now, coming out of my bedroom to see her talking to the phone. I rubbed my eyes and scratched my god, awful hair. "Who the hell are you talking to? And why you gotta be so loud...? Ugh, my head..."

She turned to her phone quickly and hanged up without even saying goodbye. She seemed a bit shock just now.

She wrapped her arms around me. "Damn, you look awful today."

I punched her stomach lightly. "Fuck you, I need some pills. No, really who were you talking to?"

"Your mom. Was just talking about Eugene, that's all." She dragged me through the kitchen and quickly took out some pills for me. As she did that, I was so exhausted and hurt that I had to sit down on the floor, hands on my head.

"I'm gonna puke..." I muttered to myself.

"Puke outside, but not in here, banana. I don't want to clean that shit." She handed me my medicine and I quickly took it in with a scrunched up face because of the disgusting taste.

Tasted like chalk, I'd say.

I handed the glass of water to her. "What are we doing today?" I wanted to do nothing, but sleep all day, not ask something that was a complete opposite of that.

She shrugged, turning to faucet on and off, letting the water fill the cup and overflow. "I don't know. Eugene is probably going to work in an hour. What do you want to do?"

"Sleep," I said as I crossed my legs, rocking myself back and forth.

Rapunzel laughed. "No, we're gonna go shopping today."

I nodded. I didn't really care anyway. "Sure, let's go."

"But first, let me go wake my husband up." She walked passed me and I rolled my eyes.

"Ooh, being all lovey dovey for your husband now in front of your cousin that misses her girlfriend a lot, huh?" I turned around, smiling playfully and a bit sarcastically.

She was already by the stairs when I could hear her yelling, "Then maybe I should kick you out and send you back to LA!" And I was laughing way too hard until my head was starting to ache and burn again with the additional effect of stomach gurgles. Fuck...

But then I realized.

I blinked.

Elsa.

I looked up at the clock. It was 9AM here, so over there must've been 6AM.

With a sigh, I got up from the floor and began my way up the staircase as I listened to the annoying couple having their own fun and cute time together in bed. How irritating. If only Elsa here with me, that'd be fantastic. I wouldn't have to be a third wheel anyway.

I'd be scared if I walked in on Flynn and Punzie... having... let's say, doing lewd stuff right now.

Shaking my head, I tried getting rid of the thought. Step by step, I was walking up the stairs.

It'd be funny though.

Unfortunately and fortunately, Flynn was already up in his pajamas with Rapunzel pushing him from behind so that he'd get to the bathroom and clean himself up. He yawned and scratched his ridiculously messy hair.

God, it's worse than mine.

It was so bad, that I grimaced at the sight.

They were bickering—no, more like Punzie was actually yelling at him.

For god sakes, it was only day time and the first full day of their marriage!

But I laughed. This was a fun sight to see them arguing in the middle of the day anyway.

"Oh, Anna?" Punzie turned to me as Flynn closed the door to the bathroom.

And when I had enough laughing, I looked at her clearly as I tried to wipe imaginary tears away. "Yeah?" I was chuckling for a bit, still.

She crossed her arms and eyed me up and down.

I was already in front of my bedroom.

"You might wanna change into something else," she said, finger waving up and down at me.

I frowned and lowered my head to see my body. Oh.

The clothes from yesterday. Ugh, I can't believe how embarrassing this is!

Quickly I closed the door when I stepped into my room and walked to my already messy bed. I sat, not even bothered feeling embarrassed now.

I probably puked on it too...

And before I knew it, I was looking through my brief case so that I could find something comfortable and... Not messy to wear. It only took about five minutes to find the appropriate outfit for today that consisted of—well, quite obviously—a green shirt, skinny jeans, etc.

Flynn was already out of the bathroom.

I went in after him so I could clean myself up and maybe have some breakfast afterwards and then, Rapunzel and I could go shopping.

And shopping we did. It wasn't until an hour later when Flynn was already off to work and my cousin and I were left alone in the house with nothing better to do, rather than going out and have some girl to girl, cousin to cousin time.

And she drove.

"So..." she began as she led us through the Manhattan Bridge. "Tell me more about this Elsa girl."

I was looking out the window. And thinking.

Thinking about Elsa and oh how I missed her until she asked me that.

I sighed. "Well, she's... a beautiful girl actually." It was hard, making the decision whether or not to tell her about the awful things she was experiencing at late night and early day time.

"And?" she urged.

I stretched, though I had no idea why I was when I wasn't even that tired. Maybe it was to... ease up the tension I was kind of feeling.

"And... I don't know. I mean, she's a smart and a beautiful girl. Strange at times, difficult to understand at times... difficult to get in to her heart and mind at times... keeps... secrets..."

She frowned and was quite shocked. "What... Anna, are you serious? You're dating a girl that doesn't even tell you stuff?!" She smacked my head.

"Why are you hitting me?!" I shouted, covering myself before she could land another hit on me.

"You are crazy, banana! No, you're really a banana! She keep secrets from you?!"

I crossed my arms and leaned back against my seat. "You have no idea what you're saying."

"No, Anna, you're the one that has no idea what you're saying."

I rolled my eyes and scoffed. "Look, Elsa have her reasons. She's... I don't know, she said she was scared. She's... weak." Though, I certainly did not mean to say that.

"Weak? From what?" Punzie asked.

"From..." And I stayed silent for a second, staring down at my feet. "From her nightmares."

"Nightmares...?"

"About some girl. It's been haunting her ever since high school in junior year. It's weird. She said like, that little girl in her dreams seemed just like me... in personality wise, I mean."

She bit her lips and so did I as we waited for this silence to come to an end.

"Nightmares, huh...?" she said.

"Elsa didn't get one the night before I left LA."

"Well, that's good."

"It's... probably just a onetime wonder." But... let's not hope it is.

Punzie nodded. "Hey Anna...?"

"Yeah?"

"15 years ago... do you remember something... something big that happened to you?" she was suddenly muttering softly now.

I thought about it for a second. For fuck sakes, I was 6 years old that time. Who the hell could actually remember anything at such a young age? I was barely in first grade!

But at least, if I try...

"Um... you mean, my flu?"

She nodded. "Yeah, that. Remember how you had to stay in the hospital?"

"Not... exactly... but..." Where the hell is she getting at? "What the hell are you talking about now?"

She shook her head this time. "No, nothing. It's nothing." And she sighed. It was quite heavy and... sounded quite disappointing too. I gave her a strange look before I could shrug it off like a pest.

"Do you remember how you cried and shouted and you know, basically freaked out that time?"

Oh and I thought this was over.

"No, Punzie. I was six, okay? I don't remember a thing. You were six too!"

"Seven, you little shit. I'm older than you." She tried smacking me again, but I had the chance to evade.

"Yeah, by five months," I grumbled. "But seriously, I freaked out? About what?"

She shrugged. "No idea. It was probably one of those nightmares where a man in all black and wears some kind of hat and just sits in front of you and stares at you all night and—"

"Stop it!" I shouted, covering my ears. Nightmares just weren't my thing! Not even scary stories!

Oh how nice. She had a good laugh, though.

"Alright, alright," she sighed. "Well, at least, Hans will be in LA."

"You know for how long?"

She shrugged. "I'm guessing as long as he wants. He's just traveling and just wants to see your beautiful face."

I smiled. Oh how I missed that man. He was always a sweetheart to me, always giving things to me when I needed, comforting me when I needed, and making jokes with me when I wanted to be funny. He was a nice kid and... he was my best friend. He was always there for me at times when needed.

"Banana, can I ask you something?"

All things were serious now.

"Shoot," I offered.

But she didn't say anything right away as she was biting her lips. "I just want to ask you... you know, since you've been friends with him for so long, you never thought about... I don't know, how you feel about him?"

I blinked. Somehow, I was embarrassed. "W-What... Punzie!" It was very tempting to smack her, but she was driving so... I couldn't.

"Sorry! I'm just asking! It's just an 'if' statement!" she defended. It got quiet again. "But seriously, you never thought about dating him?"

"I have a girlfriend, Punzie." I crossed my arms.

"Yeah, whatever. Just answer me."

I sighed and glared out to the clear sky. "Well..." I tilted my head to the window so that I was leaning against it. "Once... I did."

"Really? When?"

Oh, the astonishment of her voice was a definite surprise. Damn it, she was the one who asked! Why the hell was she so surprised?

I chuckled as I thought at my embarrassed self. "This is dumb," I muttered. She smirked and nudged me.

"Serious, since when?"

"Middle school. Like, in seventh grade or something."

"And what?"

"And, maybe because I thought about how our future would end and it probably didn't turn out pretty good. So... yeah, I think I'd prefer us as besties."

She nodded. "Alright. Well, don't be having feelings for him again. Your girlfriend's gonna—"

"Ugh," I rolled my eyes. "I was stupid and young, alright?! I had no sense of what's right and what's left and plus, Hans and I are currently just friends."

"Ooh, alright then. Well, at least, Elsa's lucky to have someone like you."

I scoffed at the amusing statement. "No, no, no. I'm the lucky one."

After a bit of a shopping, lunch, more shopping and a bit of fooling around in Central Park, we were already getting so exhausted that Rapunzel and I were just discussing whether or not we should just take a quick nap in the car before even heading back home.

We decided against it.

It only took half an hour to get back home and we were already so fucking exhausted.

I got out of the car and looked up to the sky.

It was getting dark—

Oh no.

I blinked, realizing that I'd forgotten something important. Shit, I forgot to call Elsa!

As soon as Rapunzel opened the door into the house, I quickly ran in and up the stairs before she could even call my name. Once I was inside my room, I locked the door and laid down on bed, quickly scrolling down my contacts. Sweats were dripping down and I was gulping in cold air and saliva.

The phone rang for a bit before Elsa answered... or maybe she wasn't answering.

I was anxious, worried that she was mad at me for not calling her, even more worried sick if she was... well, sick.

I tried to be as calm as I could possibly be.

My hand was shaking and skin was wet and sticky from sweat as I waited.

"Hello?"

She answered!

"Elsa!"

But she was silent now. Uh oh.

"You didn't call me this morning." That tone of hers was thick and deep and... wow, sounded very angry. Wait, did I like it? Amazing.

"A-Are you mad?"

"What do you think?"

Shit.

I was gulping, looking everywhere as if Elsa's presence was in here, but of course she was as I was talking to her right now, feeling every last bit of her around me.

"I-I'm sorry...?" I said, crossing my arms in a gentle manner. I cleared my throat when she said nothing. "You're mad..."

"I am, Miss Smith."

My mind was whimpering loudly, hiding itself near the deepest corner of my brain. And I definitely didn't like how she was calling me that now even though I loved it when we were having one of those intimate moments. I crossed my legs and shut my eyes. Voices told me to keep cool. But my heart told me to panic as it was beating harshly. But I kept myself composed.

"Elsa... did you get a nightmare...?"

And of course, she didn't say anything. But I waited until I was sick of it.

"You had one—"

"It doesn't matter."

That made me angry.

How could she say that?! I was shocked, scared and confused. Was she even mad now?

"It doesn't matter..." I repeated her, laughing at how unbelievable that sentence was. "Elsa... I... I'm worried about you." My finger made its way to my forehead, rubbing it in frustration.

"Olaf took care of it."

I sighed. "Elsa... I'll be back after tomorrow. I promise."

"Good."

"Elsa, I'm really worried about you. You're... not talking a lot today."

"You don't have to be concern about me, Anna."

Obviously I have to now, if you're feeling this down and scared, Miss Snow!I swallowed and stayed silent, listening to each other's breath as we exhaled and inhaled in a constant and consistent manner. I could imagine how tired she was looking now. I could already hear how tired she was from the sound her talking to me. But if she said it didn't matter, then fine. It didn't matter. Nothing happened and I remembered nothing.

"I miss you, Anna... I want you back home..." Ah, I could really imagine the pout she had right now. I grinned softly. She made me feel bad.

"I'll be back home as soon as possible, Miss Snow." She was an impatient control freak and I loved it.

"But right now..."

And suddenly, throwing me completely off—

"I want to hear you moan."

I blinked in confusion. Once. Twice.

Perhaps I heard her wrong?

"W-What?" I replied in a completely astounded and confused state. I knew she was smirking.

"You heard me loud and clear. Don't make me repeat myself."

"I-I... Elsa..."

"I want to hear you... Please?"

I gulped hard and was quite unsure about... well, pleasuring myself in my cousin's home. It felt sinful and wasn't something I'd actually do. We stayed silent with our phone pressed against our ear. I didn't know how to respond to her.

"I-I'm... in my cousin's home right now though..." Wait. I blinked. I said it in such a way as if I wanted to do it. I was blushing now, yet I hardly even noticed that I was because I was being too occupied with the thought and the decision to be in her command. I pursed my lips together tightly as I waited for a response from her which was taking quite a bit of time actually.

But she answered, "Then you'll have to keep quiet."

I was speechless as I heard her laugh in such a seductive manner. She was unbelievable and very horrible! She stopped laughing.

"Do as I say, Miss Smith." I shivered at the demanding voice, low and sturdy. And I couldn't help it anymore. I knew I wanted it and she knew I craved for her so much that I could be begging for her now—begging to be fucked.

It felt dirty and shameful, but it felt right and god, so fucking good.

"A-Alright..." I obeyed. God damn it, you stupid girl!

I shut my eyes, my mind kept yelling at me for actually agreeing to do this.

The door gave out some sound of someone knocking against it.

"Anna?"

I quickly opened my eyes. Shit! It was Punzie and I was blushing extremely heavily now, keeping my mind of my cousin now instead of my commanding girlfriend. "Y-Yeah?" I answered.

"Are you taking a nap right now?"

"Um..." I looked around the room as I thought about an answer. "I will be soon. Just for a few minutes."

"Alright, I'm gonna cook dinner soon. Don't sleep for long, alright?"

"Roger that." And she left as I listened carefully to the footsteps that were descending down the stairs. I sighed in relief. I heard a chuckle from Elsa.

It didn't take long until her chuckles ended and the presence of her voice and the way she breathed changed and the way she... I cringed at the heavy silence between us.

"Don't do what I don't tell you to do, understand, Miss Smith?"

Fuck...

My body flushed immensely, quickly growing hot and red all over. My imagination was going wild.

All I could see in my mind—imagined, that is, was the way her eyes would just darken, not reflecting through the light, which made it seem like she was an animal, a beast, a large hungry cat of some sort. I was unable to get away, unable to have the strength to even do such thing. I let myself be controlled by her.

"Answer me."

I realized I was daydreaming too much about her and how she'd just drive me insane, drowning me in lust, sending me into waves of frustration and pleasure.

Softly, I answered, "Yes."

"Good."

A pause.

"Take your clothes off. Your top first."

I slowly placed my phone on top of a pillow and took off my shirt, shivering as I felt cool air brushed against my skin, sending waves of goose bumps to me. The only thing left on top of me was my bra. I lied back down.

"Did what I told you?"

"Y-Yes..." I was burning hot now, despite being half naked.

"Take your bra off."

I did that.

"Now lick your fingers thoroughly."

I whimpered and did just that, tongue swirling around my index and middle finger, my other hand wanting to just fuck me thoroughly. But I made my finger wrap itself on the bed sheet. It twitched, wanting, needing and was the most impatient body part ever. I heard her breath slowly getting heavy. But I licked, I sucked. Saliva was coating my fingers heavily and I even let some drip down to my palm, down my wrist and towards my forearm.

I sighed excitedly.

"Stop."

I blinked and stopped, but never stopping my racing heart and my heavily blanked mind.

"Elsa..." I sighed.

"Use your fingers to swirl around your nipple. Slowly and softly."

I let my fingers trail down from my neck and down to my flushed chest. I moaned softly as my wet skin touched my nipple. I swirled it around and around multiple times as softly as I could ever do until it became erected and hard.

"Let your other hand squeeze your breast as hard as you can."

I did as I fast as I could, letting my fingertips skim against my nipple, palm against, fingers squeezing my breast in such a harsh manner that it almost hurt. It was pleasure and it was filling me up slowly. I moaned for her, called her name from time to time in between each soft moans and whimpers, but she didn't bother to even say anything.

She knew what she was doing. And she wasn't letting me off easily.

Oh, Miss Snow... why are you always so harsh on my body, heart, and mind?

She could break me and I wouldn't even mind.

I kept myself occupied, calling and moaning her name softly, fingers swirling and squeezing. I bit my lips as my breathing continued on from being light to heavy.

"Take your pants off."

But did I have the energy to even lift a finger right now?

Clearly, I did as I was reaching for my pants fast and pulling it down even faster. I just wanted to get rid of everything so I could just pleasure myself right now. The aching between my legs was bad and the only thing I ever wanted to do right now was to relief it.

Oh god.

I could feel how wet and hot I was getting now.

"Elsa..." I sighed as I tried reaching down to under my panties, fingernails grounding against my stomach as it continued to slide down until it met the piece of cloth.

"Stop."

Fuck.

I groaned frustrated as I grabbed my breast hard and bit my lips in hopes that it'd get rid of the way my core throbbed and how aroused I was getting now. "Please..." I closed my eyes and arched my back up to the air in need of some kind of friction. My thoughts were jumbled together, thoughts of Elsa occupying all the spaces in my mind. I missed her. I missed her so much and was more than I thought I would when I first left her. And when I meant, first, I meant how we ended up not seeing each other for two weeks after a huge fight that was pretty one sided.

Breathing was getting harder and my heart was racing faster and stronger in the speed of light, filled with desire and her.

I parted my legs but only to feel breeze brushing against me, continuing to obey my girl, my addiction, my controller.

"Hah... Elsa please..." I called, careful so that Punzie wouldn't hear, but loud enough for Elsa to hear. She still didn't answer, but hearing her breathing loudly made me realize that she was really wanting to do this her way and that right now, she wanted me to suffer.

My fingers were automatic now, pinching hard on my nipples, searching for something to relief the aching between my legs.

"Slowly..." Finally! "Bring your left hand and let it trail down your stomach softly."

I wanted to rush. I wanted to feel the rush.

But I obeyed and let my fingers do the work. It tickled me as it slowly ran down, tips of it making me ache even more for her. And slowly it went down. I could barely feel it and I could not even bear how desperate this was making me.

"Elsa..." I sighed, as fingers disobeyed her and began lightly touching the inner side of my thigh, closing up to my dripping core. Oh, please... I wish you're here right now, Miss Snow.

"You may now run your finger on your clit. Only on it. Softly."

Yes!

And as fast as I could go, and I didn't even notice, my fingers were already under my panties. I squeezed my breast with the other hand as I bit my lips to contain the moan that was caught in my throat. Fingers swirl against my clit softly, ever so slowly and I couldn't help but feel so hot and flushed.

God... so wet.

It felt like a flood down there. The sounds that I was making were so absurd. I couldn't control my voice, the way I throbbed whenever I skimmed my clit hard by accident. The smell of sex was surrounding me, drowning away my voice.

"Elsa... ahh..." I moaned softly. Fuck...

"Use your other hand and put two fingers in you. Lick them thoroughly before you do that."

I did as I was told; coating my fingers in my own saliva, tongue swirling and slurping as if I was so thirsty for more, for the sensation of being touched.

Fingers slid in me easily and I cried out softly, whimpering Elsa's name, biting my lips, muffling the sound of me against the dozen pillows behind me. My core was basically flooding and drowning in my juice and scent. And I loved it so... fucking much.

"Don't move my fingers until I tell you to. Continue to rub your clit, harder this time."

FUCK!

I gasped as I did so, rubbing furiously and hard. I prayed that I wouldn't come right away. I bit my lips, clenching my stomach. "E-Elsa... Ah... s-shit..." I moaned, but I couldn't help it.

"You swear once more and I'll punish you when you come back home."

I flushed and was even more aroused, dripping with juice and drugging myself into desperate pleasure as the word 'punish' was being heard and being processed through my brain.

She was a kinky cat and fuck... it was conflicting. Why? Because I fucking loved it.

And I felt sharp, yet short shivers now as continued to rub myself. My breath was being taken away and I gasped. "E-Elsa... I'm gonna—"

"Stop."

No. Oh, fucking hell...

I stopped and whimpered disappointingly and in frustration. The rush was gone quickly, only to leave me with the unsatisfied feeling of not coming. My heart pounded hard and fast and I scrambled to catch my breath.

"Lick your juice up from your fingers."

"Please... oh, please..." I whimpered, begging her to just let me come.

"Do as I say."

I brought my fingers up to my lips and licked, slurping up the taste of me from my fingers, moaning at the tangy smell and taste. Oh, I felt so dirty, but this was so right. Tongue swirled around, and up and down even when the taste of me was gone.

"Now bring it down to your anus."

I blinked. "W-What...?" My mind was foggy, but it was clear enough to really realize what she said. This was the first. Penetration in the anus. This was my first.

"Do it. Be sure that it's lubricated. Continue to rub your clit however you like, but you will not come until I tell you to."

Oh, so commanding.

I made sure that it was as wet as it could possibly be as I was hesitant was god, so desperate from release from her bond of teases. Why was I doing this? But I never really had the time to answer that for myself when my finger was slowly going inside the tight hole, my other finger rubbing my clit fast and furious. I gasped as if I was all by myself at home, pretending that my cousin wasn't just downstairs.

It was in me now. It was surprisingly easy to pry my way in. And maybe if I'd just...

My fingers started moving, in and out, in and out, slowly but surely picking up the pace.

My back arched up to the air until I had the thought that it'd break me apart and turn into a 90 degree angle. "Ah... Ah... Ooh..." And fuck! I was shivering all over, my body flushed so badly.

I was going to come.

"God... Elsa... PLEASE!" I pleaded, hands and fingers doing all the work. I was tired. But I needed this so fucking much.

And I need to fucking come! Now! Right now!

But she didn't say anything for seconds, though it seemed like hours, until I heard an awfully sexy growl coming from the phone and even a loud gulp. I turned to stare at the phone as if I was expecting Elsa to pop out of there and take me in, devour me, to fuck me.

My moans were getting louder and if it'd get any louder than how it was now, I wouldn't even know what'd happen if Punzie was to come up here.

I begged hard and worshipped my girl until I could hold it in no longer.

"Come."

And I came in her command, biting my lips hard until I tasted blood. Moans were trying to escape from my throat, but I could only barely manage. I shivered and jerked in bed, coming long and hard in such a way, that immediate exhaustion occurred fast throughout my flushed, sweating body. I was breathing heavily now, thinking nothing as I let my jerking body take over all of me.

"Elsa..." I whispered, closing my eyes. I wanted to sleep now.

"Payback for making me worry about you."

This was probably the greatest payback ever.

I sunk into my pillow, nuzzling my hot head against the soft silk. I didn't say anything, but laughed.

"If you make me worry again, or even angry, do I have your consent to do whatever I want with you?"

My eyes widened largely. I thought they were going to pop out. My body got even hotter as I listened. My voice was caught by her question as I was speechless, but breathless at the same time.

"Do I have your consent, Miss Smith?"

"Yes." With an immediate answer and without even thinking. Great.

She smirked, I could tell. "You must be tired, Anna. Go take a nap. I'll see you in two days."

Oh, I'd miss that girl. I wanted to talk more, but she was right, I was completely exhausted from the intense moment, a minute ago. I needed my little nap.

But I didn't want to let her go—

"A-Alright... I'll see you later then..." But I did.

"Think about me. I love you."

"Please sleep..." I begged. She chuckled lightly.

"Don't worry. I will. It... really doesn't matter anymore."

Oh, but it did matter because I was worried about the way she was now. She was still acting vulnerable and so little. I prayed for her.

"Fine..." I gave up. She was stubborn, alright. "Sleep tight Elsa... I love you."

"I'll catch you later, babe."

And we hanged up. A few seconds later, I was sound asleep.

For the next two days, I had the best moment and days with my friends and family as we went to various places and even nostalgic areas where I grew up in.

The time to say our bitter goodbyes finally arrived. And because of that, we were all sobbing as we arrived to the airport. I could only grasp onto how Rapunzel was crying so loudly in the airport and I could only chuckle as I relived the memory of her just hugging me tightly like a baby when I got into the plane.

The evening sky was beautiful with the color of the sun setting, varying from blue to pink to bright orange as I looked out the window, my head leaning against it. I was feeling completely relaxed now. But I was smiling all by myself like an idiot.

This time, Elsa didn't make an arrangement—

Okay, so she did make one as an air attendant told me to move to the first class section. I grumbled along the way as I began asking myself, why would she take the time to do such thing, but I was grateful at the same time.

I was lucky. Way too lucky to have such a wealthy girlfriend. And if human bodies were to have a price, she'd probably be the most expensive human being ever and I'd be afraid to even touch someone—or even be near someone like her or maybe even breathe the same air she was breathing!

And now, all I could think about was getting back to Elsa and admiring the girl like always as if she was a goddess—because she was a goddess. I worshiped this goddess.

Five hours had passed and every second, every minute, every hour, thoughts of Elsa, whether they were confusing, anger, or even wanting, came across my mind in the most sudden way.

"Elsa!" I called out as I found her near the baggage section in the airport when I finally arrived to LA. She looked around and finally saw me waving at her, running up to her even.

I looked out the window. It was already dark.

And she was wearing her god damn suits again, all black with a red tie.

I didn't see Olaf though.

But we hugged tightly, sighing against each other's body and even stealing little peck of kisses to each other. I giggled. I stared up to her beautiful eyes.

Her smile... god.

"Excited to see me?" she asked, hands running up and down my waist. I bit my lips and nodded. I loved her expression of excitement, relief, happiness. Her eyes sparkled. I couldn't believe my heart was beating this hard.

"I got your bag already."

I was thankful once again and kissed her lips, humming against the familiar sensation. "Where's Olaf?"

"Not here. Why? You want to see him more than you want to see me?" She frowned.

Ah, jealousy! And I loved the way she spoke and pouted!

I shook my head and laughed. "You know I want to see you more than anyone, right now..." I put my palm against her cheek and she nuzzled herself against it.

"Good, because tonight, I'm not letting you sleep." Her eyes glittered in anticipation, purring as she stared at my astonished reaction. She loved my reaction.

Fuck.

But I smiled in such a wicked manner, letting my arms go around her neck, fingers burrowed deeply in her hair. I loved this feeling and the way she smirked.

"I can handle no sleep."