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Honeymaren observed their room carefully. She never went to this kind of place. It was a really large place with three rooms. A bathroom on the far-right and a living-room on the left, with a bedroom in-between. Everything was quite big. The bathroom itself was bigger than her own bedroom. Honeymaren played a few times with the wall mount shower head. So much that she would have to leave her shirt. "I feel like I'm in an amusement park." She thought.
Her attention was now on the jacuzzi with spa water. She touched the water with her right hand. The temperature was perfect. She wanted to jump there, right now. And she did. "It's not like I could enjoy it in the near future." She justified to herself while undressing hastily and putting her feet first. The warm water and the power of the jacuzzi jets stream gave her the same sensation as a melted caramel candy. Her favorite. "Oh! progress can do some wonders." She sat in the hot tube and put herself at ease spreading her arms on the edges of the jacuzzi.
Several minutes passed before her enjoyment was interrupted.
"Honeymaren, I called you multi-" Elsa stopped her words when she noticed where the Northuldra girl was. She oscillated between laughter and anger at the same time. She was looking at the brown-haired girl who was totally relaxed in the hot tube. So relaxed, she still didn't hear the blonde girl entering.
Elsa had no choice but to approach her, physically. She already had hesitated to come inside after her failed attempts at calling her. "Why am I hesitating? We'll see each other naked, at the end of the day." So she breathed in and out to gain some courage and went near Honeymaren.
She slowly put a hand on her shoulder and shook the Northuldra girl. "Hey. Hey!"
Honeymaren finally opened her eyes, slowly, and met Elsa's ones from the bottom. The two girls kept staring at each other for a few seconds before one of them spoke. "You took your time." The brown-eyed girl noticed with a detached tone.
"What!" Elsa shout, startled by her classmate's words. "I called you several times!" She replied with an outraged face. Upset, she started to step back when Honeymaren caught her right hand with her left one.
"Come inside." It wasn't a plea or a demand. Just a suggestion. Despite her grip, she wanted to encourage Elsa, not forcing her.
"I-" The platinum-blonde was speechless. Yes, they were there for that. She wanted to satisfy her physical attraction for the girl in front of her and come back to her simple life. But suddenly, she felt petrified. Unprepared. It was too soon. That's not how she scheduled it. "We have a lot of things to do before. Like massages and saunas. Oh! And we have to try the bath chocolate spa! " She started to explain, avoiding Honeymaren's stare.
The Northuldra girl grinned mysteriously and let go of Elsa's hand. Then, an information finally hit her brain. "Why would one bathe in chocolate instead of mud?" She asked with a lost expression.
"Well, get up from the jacuzzi and you will know." Elsa was now near the door when she slowed her pace. Without turning back, she explained that they had a tight schedule, and invited Honeymaren to hurry up.
The brown-haired had crossed her arms on the front edges of the hot tube with a resigned face. "Something tells me I'm not getting laid today." She stood up in a speed move and wiped her face with her hand. "Well, I guess an afternoon at the spa is still worthing it."
At the Arendelle mansion, Agnarr and Iduna were resting in the main living-room. For once, they could enjoy their own house alone. Both of their daughters were out. It was the first time it happened, especially for a Sunday afternoon. They were happy but they hoped it wouldn't become a habit. Sunday was supposed to be a family day.
"Still. I don't know what is more strange. That Elsa is out? Or that Anna went somewhere without her sister?" Agnarr was comfortably installed in the corner sofa, massaging his wife's feet on his laps with a contented smile. He loved their moments alone and at peace. And more importantly, he loves Iduna and the two daughters she gifted him with.
"Hmm…" Iduna's head was resting on the sofa backrest, her legs a little crossed. She tilted her head and glanced at her husband. "Agnarr?"
"Yes, my dear." He answered immediately with joy in his voice. He would do anything for this woman.
"Elsa is not just meeting a friend. But a girl she is interested in sexually." Iduna revealed quickly. She was the one who stopped Elsa from coming out to her father. Not because she feared any bad reaction from her husband. No, he wasn't the problem. But someone else was.
And the room was silent until the information hit Agnarr's mind. "Oh." He simply reacted.
"Oh!" He repeated strongly. "Hum." He put a hand on his chin, lost in thoughts. "Papa won't like it." He stared at his wife with an apologetic face. "I wanted to tell you later but he insists on leaving his residence for old people. It seems he can't get along with anyone."
Iduna gave him a distaful face. "Maybe he should stop harassing people's wives. And female nurses."
"Yeah. I guess so." He replied with the same low voice. He let his hand run on his wife's lap with tenderness and some melancholy. He then sighed slowly and sustained Iduna's stare. "Dear, he wants to stay here after christmas." He finally announced.
Iduna's shock was too big. She didn't speak a word to her husband while she suddenly left the house. She felt betrayed.
Honeymaren felt strange. Not because of the pretty blonde girl in front of her. But because of their new activity. After leaving their room, the two girls immediately went in the chocolate spa tube. Honeymaren never saw Elsa so excited. The platinum-blonde seemed in heaven bathed in chocolate. Her friend had to admit it, the sensation on her skin was nice. But still, she somehow had that stupid fear of drowning in chocolate.
"What if my lungs get filled with chocolate?" Honeymaren asked. She was watching at her hands where chocolate was flowing.
But Elsa was hardly listening to her. She massaged her arms with the brown liquid as if it was some revolutionary new cosmetic cream. "You're not funny. Even a little kid couldn't get drowned in this tube." Elsa replied without throwing any glance to her classmate.
It was true the tube they were in wasn't too deep. They were actually sitting and their upper body from collarbone to head was above the chocolate level. Which is why Elsa had no time to deal with her friend's bad joke. She needed to spread the chocolate all over her body.
Honeymaren tilted her head back at the edge of the tube with a smirk on her face. They both lifted their hair in a bun to avoid as much chocolate they could in them. "It seems you enjoy yourself. It's a good thing you're in a great mood before the start."
Elsa stopped what she was doing suddenly and glared at the brown-haired girl. Her words felt too ambiguous and clear at the same time. "Before what?" Elsa inquired.
Honeymaren's smile grew. "Before sex. It's why we're here, aren't we?" She raised her head to cross Elsa's embarrassed face.
The blonde girl turned her head away, still uneasy. Then, she felt some anger growing. And she quickly turned back to face Honeymaren. "Is that all you can think of?! Since we arrived you kept trying to deflower me without any attempt of seduction!"
Honeymaren wasn't surprised by Elsa's burst. She was actually testing her. "I apologize." She said in a tired tone. "Sincerely." She added after seeing Elsa's incredulous face.
The blonde girl decided to put their argument on the side after a few thoughts on it. "Apologies accepted."
"Still-" Honeymaren started.
Elsa raised her eyes and sighed loudly. "Can't you at least wait until we're back in the room!" She protested.
"Of course, I can." The brown-haired girl said while moving from her position to sit right in front of Elsa with knees bent. "But it doesn't mean we can't touch each other." She explained in a flirtatious tone. "Come closer!" She encouraged her friend.
Elsa was protecting herself with her arms crossed and knees bent up her breast. Why was she so afraid ? She was the one to propose this date. She stared at Honeymaren's hand with some reflection. It was covered with chocolate mud. The Northuldra girl confidence was attractive and frightening to Elsa at the same time. What if everything changes between them after that? Can one be friends with someone after that?
"I want us to be friends, no matter what." Elsa stated firmly while taking Honeymaren's hand.
"We already are, Elsa." Honeymaren answered with a wide smile. "Come here." She showed Elsa, the space between her legs.
The blonde girl executed herself, still apprehensive. Her back was now touching Honeymaren sweet breasts. Her light redness was probably visible on her cheeks. They never touched that way. Usually it was french kisses and some wandering hands under their shirts. But this was totally new for her. She never thought to be that close physically to someone.
She believed Honeymaren would start touching her but she only hummed her hair.
"I love your hair perfume." She whispered to her right ear.
"Thanks." Elsa replied with more blushing. But why did Honeymaren stay inactive? She was prepared for it mentally, now. She might not be after.
"May I help you with chocolate mud?" The brown-haired girl proposed, showing Elsa drying parts on her arms.
The platinum blonde glanced at her own arms, finally noticing their state. She relaxed a little and allowed her friend to do so.
Honeymaren covered her hands with the brown liquid filling their bath and started to massage Elsa's forearms. Starting with her right one. "Are you used to this?" She asked.
"What?" Elsa was actually enjoying the attention and Honeymaren expert hands on her skin.
"The spa thing." The Northuldra girl specified.
"Oh." Elso reacted. "Yes. Once a month with my mother and my sister." She said in a joyful tone.
Honeymaren was now slowly applying chocolate mud on her right arm to her shoulder. "You seem really close to your family. Especially your sister." She noticed.
Elsa couldn't help a smile. "We are. Anna means a lot to me. I wish to be the best sister for her. I wish to-"
Honeymaren was now descending from her left shoulder to her left arm with the same care. She let her friend sort out her words and just listened.
"I wish to only give her happiness and be by her side." Elsa affirmed with some melancholy in her voice.
"I see there is no place for anyone else with such a plan. But think about yourself. No matter what, you have the right to be selfish." Honeymaren retorted with a neutral tone. She just finished with her left forearm. "Now your back!" She added more happily. She moved back a little until the edge of the bath to have a better view on Elsa's back. A toned one. She couldn't help a smile.
Elsa on the other hand wasn't content. Honeymaren's words made her uneasy. "Be selfish…" Did someone ever tell her it was okay to be this way? No one. As far she could remember. Not even Anna. Her parents wanted her to be responsible. And her sister to always be with her. "I can't be selfish!" She rebutted firmly.
"Is that what you really want?" Honeymaren asked.
Elsa stayed pensive for a long time, reflecting on Honeymaren's words. No. She couldn't think that way. Being selfish would mean letting others go. She couldn't do that. Her family counted on her. And she loved them too much to let someone else in. She had no time for another person in her life.
Things had to go as planned. She closed her eyes for a while and opened them back with more resolve. "Let's go into the room!" She exclaimed.
Honeymaren eyes grew with surprise. But she said nothing and just agreed. They both got up from the bath tube and took a shower before heading to their room in their bathrobe.
The Northuldra girl observed her friend with a questioned look while they approached their door. She was ready to bet that nothing would happen today. She wondered what could have triggered the blonde girl.
She didn't have the leisure to think more about it because as soon as they entered their room, she felt a strength pulling her arm.
Elsa dragged her to the bedroom and kissed her suddenly.
"Hm-Els-" Honeymaren had no time or space to breathe or think. So she went with the flow. If Elsa wanted it then she would have it.
The platinum blonde girl led them to the bed without stopping her kisses. Somehow, she feared to lose her resolve if she stopped acting or put too much thought into what they were about to do.
They now were in bed with Elsa above Honeymaren who was on the big pillows maintaining them in a comfortable position.
When Elsa left her mouth for her neck, Honeymaren couldn't prevent a moan. She wasn't inexperienced but making out by wearing only a bathrobe with a beautiful girl like Elsa was a real turn on. She let her hands wander on Elsa's legs and thighs with a tremendous desire. She couldn't get enough touch on her silk skin. And with each movement she got closer to her goal.
Honeymaren was about to put her hand above Elsa's hips when the platinum blonde started to get an interest in her chest.
First, she put some light kisses near her sternum. Then, she found her breasts more interesting. Elsa opened Honeymaren's rope a little to get better access to them.
This time, Honeymaren lost the little control she still had on her voice and moaned loudly from a big pleasure and then said in a husky voice to Elsa's ear: "I don't remember being this good on my first time."
As soon as she heard the last words, Elsa stopped her caresses and kisses. Something blocked her. She was breathing heavily but not because of their intercourse. She needed to catch a breath.
Honeymaren sensed her distress. "Elsa?" She inquired, a little worried. She could only see platinum blonde hair.
Elsa was sustaining herself on the bed with one hand while she put the other one on her nose and mouth, trying to breathe slowly. Trying to understand her own actions.
If Honeymaren could simply glance at her, she would notice Elsa's own bewilderment. Why did she stop?
Elsa looked everywhere but at the girl in front of her. She was looking for an escape. She needed to get out of there. Without any other warning, she got out of the bed and the room, slamming the door behind her.
"Huh?!" Honeymaren reacted at first. Then she quickly closed her bathrobe and followed the platinum blonde to the living-room. She found her sitting on the main sofa, lost in her thoughts. "Elsa?" She tried.
No answer.
She tried again. But this time she kneeled in front the platinum blonde and initiated a physical contact with a hand on her thigh.
It was effective. Elsa stopped to hide her face with her hands and stared at the brown-haired girl.
But her look surprised Honeymaren. Elsa seemed angry. That was unexpected. Why? She wondered. "Did I say something wrong? I don't understand. Why are you mad at me…" Her voice was uncertain. Of course she had a little idea of what could have upset Elsa but she refused to believe even for a second that her words had a negative impact on Elsa. Because that would mean that she cares. And she made it clear, she didn't. Only her family mattered.
Then what did upset her?
"Were you comparing us?" Elsa finally spoke, interrupting Honeymaren's thoughts.
And then Honeymaren thought she finally understood. Of course, Elsa was just touched in her pride. "No, Elsa. There aren't any other exceptionally beautiful girls like you. At least not one that would make me go through something so crazy." Then she put a light kiss on the non covered part of Elsa's thigh with a tender kindness. "I apologize if my words hurt you. It wasn't my intention. I wasn't making any comparison."
Elsa was touched by Honeymaren's words and gesture. She could only answer her with a soft kiss on their lips. "Apologies accepted."
Honeymaren laughed between their kisses. "Beware Elsa. The line between pride and arrogance is quite tiny."
Elsa stopped their kisses to glare at her friend. "If I fall to the dark side, it will be your own fault. So don't you ever dare to compare me with other girls!"
Honeymaren was warned. But she didn't care. If there was one thing about Elsa she learnt for those past two weeks, it's her great anxiety she tried to hide with pride and by distanciancing herself with people. "Cute." She thought loudly.
"What?" Elsa inquired. "Why are you smirking?"
Honeymaren's smile got wider. She sat next to the platinum blonde who followed her with her eyes. Confused ones.
The brown-haired girl forced her to turn her body and face her on the sofa. Like a reflexe, Elsa bent up her knees to her chin while Honeymaren sat cross legged. "Can I touch you?" She asked with pleading eyes.
"Yes." Elsa replied without thinking. But she appreciated the consideration. Still, she wondered what the girl in front of her was thinking. She knew Honeymaren liked her as a friend and found her attractive but she wasn't certain of the depth of her feelings. And Elsa didn't know why but it kind of annoyed her.
In the meantime, Honeymaren started to stroke her face with the back of her hand. Was she trying to memorise Elsa's face or was she trying to enjoy the feel of her skin? Maybe both, she told herself. Honeymaren was near her forehead and went to her hair. Those beautiful platinum blonde hair. Oh, she wished to slip her hands on Elsa's wild hair. "Do you always tide them?"
Elsa, who had closed her eyes to enjoy the moment, opened them suddenly. She didn't answer immediately. For a second, she thought she could confide to her new friend. For a second only. They weren't that close. Lust was the only reason that brought them here. "That's how I like them." She stated.
Honeymaren didn't dig deeper. For now, she couldn't ask for more from Elsa. Yet, she sighed despite herself. "Do you know what time it is?" She also stopped her stroking and looked behind her friend trying to guess the hour through the glass door of their room.
Elsa went to her phone she had put on the coffee table next to the sofa. "Almost 4p- Oh my!"
"What?" Honeymaren worried.
Elsa looked at her and then at her phone. "My mother called me several times. She can't come for the ride back home. She says she has to talk to my aunt and won't be back before the night." Elsa was confused. Her mother's text was really strange. She seemed upset. Elsa glanced at Honeymaren who was as lost as her. "Can you give me a ride back?"
"Of course." The brown-eyed girl said immediately. She glanced back at the window with worry. "Maybe we should leave now. The sky is still menacing. I'd like to avoid the rain or at worst a tempest with my motorcycle."
Elsa stayed silent for a while. She was glaring at Honeymaren. Something bothered her. But she couldn't say what. She just lowered her head in defeat, agreeing to Honeymaren's suggestion. "Yes. Let's go."
Honeymaren had a bad feeling when they got to the Spa parking lot. Elsa was sitting behind her and hung on her waist firmly. She would have enjoyed the touch but the sky couldn't be scarrier with a loud thunder every minute. Only the lightning and the rain were missing the party, she ironically thought. And she shouldn't have. Both followed a few minutes after they left.
It couldn't be worse! She wanted to get through it quickly but at the same time she had to drive slowly to send Elsa home safely.
They were totally soaked when they passed through the automatic gate of the Arendelle's house. Honeymaren parked her bike under a sheltered place.
"I can open the garage. The rain doesn't look like it'll stop soon." Elsa proposed while getting down and giving back the helmet Honeymaren gave her earlier.
"No need. I'll be home in less than twenty minutes." Honeymaren declined her offer without even thinking. Her aunt needed her help to close the shelter. The animals were probably scared.
Elsa's eyes grew out from her own disbelief. "You're not thinking of driving to Northuldra?! Are you?"
Honeymaren didn't try to argue with the blonde girl. She just closed off her helmet visor and got ready to start her bike, removing the crutch. "My aunt is waiting. Ryder dislikes thunder. He can't help her with the shelter when he's afraid."
Elsa didn't know what craziness drove her when she moved. But she knew Honeymaren wouldn't listen to any of her arguments. So she jumped back on the bike, preventing the Northuldra girl from leaving.
But Honeymaren wasn't in a mood to play this kind game. "Get out!" She shouted in an angry voice, Elsa never thought she could have.
Since they know each other, the brown-haired girl never raised her voice with anyone. Until now.
But Elsa was also resolved. And she stayed on the bike hanging on its side. "No." She stated. Honeymaren may be angry but Elsa was confident enough in her own strength. And it was no arrogance. She just knew she was stronger.
And Honeymaren wasn't stupid either. She knew when a battle was lost. She removed her helmet, slowly. Tears were falling on her cheeks.
Elsa was taken aback and lost for words.
"I need to make a call. Lend me your phone." She pleaded refusing to face Elsa.
"Sure." Elsa answered. But she stayed on the bike until Honeymaren finished her call.
At the end of it, she kept her forehead on the motorcycle handlebars, silent. "Can you get out now?" She whispered in a weak voice, without looking behind her.
"Once you give me your keys." Elsa replied firmly.
Honeymaren simply sighed and switched off the bike before giving the keys to Elsa. "I'll go home as soon as the rain stops." She added with defiance while leaving the motorcycle.
Elsa said no word. She took her hand and led them to the entrance door. "Welcome to my house." She tried, knowing the girl next her was in the worst possible mood.
Hi, I hope you're all safe. Sorry for the delay.