Disclaimer: Don't own anything. I am so sorry this has taken so long but it's finally here, the fourth and final installment in the Scheherazade series. If you haven't read the previous three, you're going to be lost in the sauce on this one. Much like The Kingdom, this will be a multi-chapter event. Updates will be aimed at daily but, given my hectic schedule this week, I will admit to being a bit more irregular than usual in posting the chapters. Considerably longer overall- though the chapter lengths themselves are a bit uneven- but it should wrap up all the big events that remain in this universe (and a bunch of little ones because these two would not stop). Hope y'all enjoy. Also, smut towards the end, you'll see it coming. *blink* Pun not intended for once.


Their first week living together was just like Spring Break.

The second week? Not so much.

"Shit, where's my tie?" Anna growled, struggling to get her hair into a bun. "Crap, I'm going to be late."

Adjustments had to be made. Namely, the redhead needed to find some motivation to pry herself away from her girlfriend and get out of bed before the last possible minute.

"Stupid hair-"

"Breathe in, Sunshine." Elsa appeared just behind her, setting her hands on Anna's shoulders and encouraging her to lower her arms. "And breathe out."

"But, I'm going to be late. Again." The redhead pouted, noting this would be the third shift in a week she'd be arriving late, not that her boss was overly concerned with her tardiness. He hadn't addressed it yet, at least, but she wasn't trying to be late and it was something of a point of pride for her not to be.

"You'll be fine," her girlfriend said, making quick work of her bun. "You're stressing yourself out."

"Because I'm running late."

"No you're not." Elsa moved around her, producing the elusive tie and throwing it around Anna's neck, tying the knot swiftly. "Look at the clock, Sunshine."

Anna groaned but did as she was told, catching sight of the wall clock they'd picked out next to Elsa's old one, which was set to The Netherlands' timezone. She blinked a few times. "Wait... your alarm isn't supposed to go off for another fifteen minutes."

She was highly aware of what time Elsa's alarm went off because it was part of the reason why she was only ten to fifteen minutes late as opposed to half an hour or more. While the redhead's alarms were set earlier than her girlfriend's, she'd always end up talking herself into staying in bed just a few more minutes. Elsa's alarm prompted her to actually get ready for work.

"I changed it last night so you wouldn't be late this morning," the blonde replied, sounding far too amused with the circumstances as she tightened the knot at Anna's neck. "There."

"That means you woke up early." Anna slid her arms around her girlfriend, drawing her into a soft, apologetic kiss. "I'm sorry, Snowflake; I didn't mean to-"

"Shush." Elsa pecked as kiss to her lips again, smoothing out her collar. "It was my decision. Also, we go to bed together; why shouldn't we wake up together?"

"I... have no good argument against that." She ducked her head, a small smile playing at her lips. "Still, you're not usually up this early."

"That's a small adjustment to make, love. Besides, it's hardly worth staying in bed when you aren't there."

"You're way too good for me, Snowflake." Anna laughed, nuzzling into the blonde's neck. "I love you."

"I love you, too, Sunshine." Elsa held her close for a few more seconds before gently nudging them apart. "But you should probably continue getting ready."

"I don't know... I think I might require assistance."

Elsa laughed, a sly smirk sliding into place as she cocked her head to the side. "I'm afraid I've reached my assistance limit for now... but I'll be more than willing to help when you get home tonight."

There was just enough playfulness and sultry suggestion in her tone to bring a flaming blush to Anna's cheeks, her mouth falling open as she struggled to form a coherent response. And failed. Bad.

Elsa tapped a kiss to her cheek and walked off. "See you after work, Sunshine."

The redhead watched her go, lips curling into a fond smile despite her shock. This woman was probably going to be the death of her... but at least it would be a pleasant end.


There was a weird sort of nostalgia invading her system as they pulled into the parking lot of her old apartment. It was pretty much like going back home to visit her parents, except less teasing... wait, no, it was exactly like visiting her parents, but with more vulgarity.

"Is something wrong?" Elsa reached over, taking Anna's hand in hers.

"Just nervous. Silly, huh?" She shrugged, chuckling. "You would think this would be easy after everything else we've been through."

"Sunshine, look at me." Anna looked, momentarily struck at how beautiful Elsa was when she smiled, wearing her jean jacket and necklace, before she could focus on what her girlfriend was saying. "Nothing is ever easy, especially in our lives. But no matter how hard things get, I will always be right here with you, some way, some how."

The redhead pulled Elsa into a kiss, warmth flooding her chest.

"Come on. I'm curious about this Sven person. You've never really talked about him before."

"You'll understand why when you meet him." Anna explained, exiting the Jetta and quickly falling in step beside her girlfriend. "He's... just... he's Sven."

"Is he going to give me as much grief as Eugene?" Elsa raised a brow as they approached the door, sounds of some sort of ruckus barely muffled by the wood.

"No, but he won't be as compliant in your schemes as Kristoff. I'll make sure of that." Anna opened the door and walked in out of habit, immediately greeted by a chorus of voices all shouting some sort of acknowledgment. They greeted Elsa the same as the blonde closed the door behind them. "Hey guys! Where's Sven?"

Her question was met with utter silence.

Uh oh.

"Elsa, don't freak out."

"Why would I- what!" The blonde's eyes grew wide as an arm wrapped around her waist, its twin encircling Anna at the same time as they were hoisted into the air. "What's going on?"

"Hi, Sven!" Anna ducked her head, reaching out to force Elsa to mimic the motion before she could hit her own on the ceiling as they were neatly settled on Sven's shoulders. "How've you been?"

He smiled at her, eyes the same color as his chocolate brown hair absolutely lighting up.

"Oh, so this is Sven?" Elsa raised a brow, noting the young man didn't really look at her but nodded, as if to acknowledge her statememt. Her eyes flicked to Anna and the redhead gave her an encouraging smile. "Uh... hi?"

The brunette nodded again, lifting the shoulder Elsa was perched on slightly. He still couldn't look at her though, or speak, and Anna was watching the exchange carefully.

"Are you a little shy?" The blonde ventured, receiving an enthusiastic nod in reply. Her expression softened, one hand gently patting his shoulder by her thigh. "That's okay. Any friend of Anna's is a friend of mine, so I don't want to make you uncomfortable. If I do, just let one of us know, okay?"

Sven instantly turned his head to Anna, positively beaming before he set off to find Kristoff.

She could do little other than sigh. "The good news is: he likes you."

Elsa winced. "What's the bad news?"

"I think he likes you a little too much." She shot the man a wry smirk, which earned her a sheepish grin in response. "Yeah, that's what I thought."

After waving a quick hello to the friends congregated around the TV, Sven deposited both of them in the kitchen, where a slightly harried Kristoff was diligently slaving away over... a pot of water.

Culinary skills were still not his forte.

"Hey there, Feisty Pants." He gave them a smile, pulling both women into a hug. Honestly, he looked a bit ridiculous in Anna's old apron, but just as supportive as ever. "How are my two favorite ladies feeling today?"

"Just a tad nervous." The redhead shrugged, biting her lip and glancing behind her and into the living room.

Almost instantly, one of Elsa's arms wrapped around her waist, a solid and steady presence supporting her. "In love."

She swung her gaze around to find the blonde gazing at her adoringly, smiling and accepting a chaste kiss before returning her attention to her best friend. "I think I'd like to just get it over with now."

"Are you sure?" Kristoff frowned briefly but shrugged, adjusting the heat lower on the stove and untying the apron. "I mean, it's your call. I just... don't want you to rush."

Leave it to Kristoff to look out for her, but Anna truly was tired of feeling like she couldn't be completely honest with her friends. Elsa had already tried disuading her earlier in the week, to no avail. She wanted to do this, to step out of the little bit of shadow she'd lived in for far too long, whatever the consequences may be.

"Come on, let's get this over with." She smiled, pulling Elsa with her as they went into the living room. She could hear Sven and Kristoff following closely. "Hey, guys? Mind if I say something real quick?"

The TV was muted so everyone could turn to look at her, nerves rising only briefly before Elsa squeezed her hand lightly, a gesture of reassurance. Just as she took a deep breath, she was cut off.

"Wait, wait! Let me guess." Eugene jumped up onto the back of the couch, stroking his bearded chin thoughtfully. "You're pregnant."

"Not this again." Aladdin groused, rolling his eyes much like the rest of the group awaiting Anna's announcement.

Eugene had a theory about playing any guessing game, one he'd explained back when they were all freshmen, and it was uncannily accurate. Remembering the general line of his questioning he used, Anna decided to play along.

"That's not it."

"You're... getting married."

"Not yet." Anna giggled, feeling the hand in hers twitch slightly and a shy smile claim Elsa's lips.

"You really do have a Nigerian prince for a cousin?"

"And that's strike three." The redhead raised a brow, baiting Eugene as best she could.

In true Fitzherbert fashion, he crossed his arms over his chest and nodded. "Then, clearly, you have a penis."

"Correct." She nodded, waiting a moment for realization to set in and keeping her smile in place. She could feel the tension slowly building in Elsa, ready to lash out at anyone who dared react badly.

Eugene was, of course, the first to voice his opinion. "Yes! I told you it works, every time!"

Everyone laughed at his little victory dance, Rapunzel taking a turn at teasing her boyfriend.

"Hey, are you two still together?" She gestured between Elsa and Anna, winking rather seductively. "Ya know, exclusive?"

"What?" Eugene quickly leveled a disbelieving stare at his girlfriend.

Sensing an opportunity to heckle her rival, Elsa favored Rapunzel with a smirk. "Well, I am the sharing type."

"Oh, hell no," Eugene said, hopping off the back of the couch and reaching for his zipper. "My manhood is being called into question and I'll not stand for this!" He looked at Anna. "Drop 'em, Feisty Pa-" He stopped, then laughed. "Oh my god, I finally get the joke!"

Kristoff spoke up. "For the record, the nickname has nothing to do with-"

"Details, deatils; don't care, let's go Anna!"

"Is this absolutely necessary?" Elsa prepared to step in, lips drawing into a tight frown.

But Anna wasn't really paying attention to Eugene or his ridiculous requests; she was watching the rest of her friends, most of whom seemed confused. Finally, Aladdin spoke up.

"So... was that the big thing we were going to talk about?" Anna nodded. "Oh. Okay, cool."

"No one's upset?" Anna raised a brow, a smile already tugging at her lips.

Everyone pretty much just shrugged as Rapunzel laughed. "I'm pretty sure the only person who has any right to care is standing next to you."

Smiling, the redhead turned her head in time to accept a quick kiss from her girlfriend. After spending so much of her life hiding part of herself from those closest to her, it was amazing to be herself entirely.

"Hey, still serious about measuring the trouser snakes over here." Eugene piped up, waving off his girlfriend's disapproval. "This is an important part of being a ma- of being someone with a penis. If she'd grown up people not being dickheads- which is why I'm assuming you've kept us in the dark for so long- then this would've been, like, every day of high school."

Rapunzel scrunched her nose. "We're definitely not moving back to your hometown."

Anna squeezed Elsa's hand lightly, smiling when the blonde stopped glaring at Eugene and instead looked at her.

"It's okay, Snowflake." She leaned over and kissed her girlfriend. The blonde shot the man in question a softer glare that promised retribution if something went wrong before reluctantly agreeing.

Somehow, this wasn't nearly as terrifying as the prospect of telling everyone; it was almost frustratingly normal, in fact. Eugene probably would've done this upon first meeting her had he known back then. The redhead idly wondered how different things might've been for her had she revealed the truth sooner but tossed the thoughts aside as she followed Kristoff- the self proclaimed judge- into the back bedroom with Eugene talking smack right behind her.

She could wonder all day but, in reality, there was nothing she'd want to change about any of this, so why bother thinking about those scenarios? Anna would rather get this little contest out of the way so she could help Kristoff with dinner and get back to the apartment for cuddles with Elsa.

Cuddles with Elsa made every day better.


Barely fifteen minutes later, the back bedroom door opened as Kristoff exited the room, trying hard to maintain his composure. Anna followed him out, quickly flitting into the kitchen and donning her old apron. She shot a smile towards the living room, where Elsa was talking to Rapunzel and watching the redhead intently, before collecting up seasonings and spices from the pantry and some shrimp from the freezer, setting the ingredients beside the unopened spaghetti packet.

A little bit of seafood to go with the pasta sounded lovely.

A few minutes later, Eugene trudged out of the back room, utter shock written across his features as he drug himself to stand in front of Elsa. They stared at each other for a few minutes before the dam broke.

"YOU! ARE! A! LESBIAN!" Eugene practically shouted, throwing his arm at every word to accentuate his point. Afterwards he turned and slumped to the floor, grumbling to himself. "I give up, the world makes no sense, I'm done."

At that point, Kristoff lost his tenuous grip on himself, falling to the floor and laughing so hard he was crying. Taking his cue, everyone else started chuckling until Elsa squared her shoulders, turning towards Rapunzel with an extremely serious face.

"I hope you realize I was being insincere earlier." She narrowed her eyes. "I am not the sharing type."

Anna's hand flew to her mouth to stifle her laughter as Rapunzel waved off the blonde's comment. "That's absolutely fine. I'm quite content with my wittle willie anyway."

Eugene's pout intensified about ten-fold as he twisted around to stick his tongue out at his girlfriend.

"Very mature." Elsa looked at her, silently asking if everything was okay. The redhead smiled shyly and nodded before turning back to the stove.

"You must be made of rubber; that's the only explanation." The moment Eugene's voice hit her ears, Anna tensed, wholly prepared to beat the man unconscious if he kept going. Rapunzel was already trying to get him to stop but, as usual, he wasn't about to pass up a chance to needle her girlfriend, despite their 'rivalry' being over some time ago. "Seriously, your girl's wang puts horses to shame!"

Not only was that a ridiculous exaggeration but Eugene really needed to shut up, did he have any idea what he was-

"The fact you can still walk is beyond me."

"That's enough, Eugene." Rapunzel's voice was firm, talking over the constant protests from her boyfriend as she led him away, likely by the ear.

Anna was a bit too scared to check. Since returning from The Netherlands, they really hadn't addressed the looming issue of their sex life; most of their time was spent just... being with each other and existing and loving each other. The redhead was certain Elsa would bring it up once she felt ready and that was completely okay.

But Eugene's stupid little comments might've set them back on that scale... if they were even making any progress to begin with. She wasn't even that big! Kristoff- and a bit more research than was healthy- assured that she was about average. It wasn't her fault that she happened to have a bit more girth than her friend.

Seriously, it wasn't even that much of a difference. So why he felt like making it a bigger deal was a good idea was beyond her. She might have to knock him over the head with a frying pan later; Rapunzel assured her it was the best way to get something through his dense skull.

Anna frowned at the barely boiling pot of water in front of her, hands on the counter on either side of the small stove.

She needed to find some way to make it up to Elsa. Granted, she couldn't really control Eugene's behavior, but he was her friend and his comments probably made the blonde feel even more nervous on an already touchy subject. A bottle of wine, some chocolates, and... oh, a movie, right, there was that video game themed movie that just came out not to long ago.

Suddenly, arms slipped around her waist as a familiar frame pressed against her back, lips lightly skimming the skin just behind her ear. Her whole body reacted as a delicious shiver rocked her spine, leaning back in her beloved's embrace.

"Don't let him get to you, Sunshine." Elsa whispered, one hand slipping lower to gently brush against the front of her pants. "He's not getting to me. When the time is right, we'll make it work."

She felt a smile spread across her lips, turning to press a kiss to her girlfriend's cheek. "You know he's exaggerating, right? Like, by a lot."

"It doesn't matter if he is or not." The blonde coaxed her into turning around, so they could kiss and look at each other properly. "I know for a fact that I'm the luckiest person in this apartment, and I'm not giving you up because of a little scare tactic from a sore loser."

Anna chuckled, drawing Elsa into another kiss that lasted a little longer than was entirely polite, given the group of people gathered in the next room. She was going to end it, honest...

... in a moment. Because she revelled in moments like there where it just knocked her over the head how amazingly lucky she was to have met her wonderful girlfriend and how determined she was to make everything work.

Someone clearing their throat pulled both women from their embrace, blinking owlishly at the entrance of the kitchen, where Sven and Kristoff were standing and grinning at them.

The blond nodded towards his quiet friend. "Sven says he doesn't like 'secret sauce' in his pasta."

Both of them ducked out of the room while Anna groaned, blushing profusely. "Is this what our friendship has come down to, guys? An ongoing parade of penis jokes?"

"Yeah!" Several voices answered, prompting the redhead to shake her head.

Elsa laughed, pressing a chaste kiss to her lips. "You can't really blame them, Sunshine. There's apparently a lot to joke about."

"Not you too!" She playfully whined and turned back to the pot, pleased when her girlfriend slid up beside her and started helping get the sauce ready. "Sometimes, Snowflake, you make me wonder."

"Oh? About what?"

She snuck another quick peck to the blonde's cheek and laughed. "About what I did so right."

They worked side-by-side to prepare enough food for the rambunctious lot in the living room, accepting Eugene's apology when he was forcibly escorted into the kitchen by his girlfriend. Rapunzel kept him in line for the remainder of the night, though she did ease up after dinner, stepping out with Elsa for some fresh air while Anna played Mario Kart with Eugene, Kristoff, and Vanessa.

"You know I was just messing with you earlier, right?" Eugene had waited until the door was closed before speaking, glancing at Anna briefly. "I didn't mean anything by it."

"I know. I don't exactly appreciate it but I get it," she replied, grinning slightly as Kristoff groaned, knocked off the track by a red turtle shell. "It's fine."

"Hey." He turned away from the TV, prompting Anna to give him her undivided attention. For the first time in memory, Eugene Fitzherbert actually looked genuinely contrite. "I mean it, Anna. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset either of you."

The redhead smiled. "And I mean it when I say it's okay, Eugene. Really."

They returned to the game, playing a while before Vanessa broke the silence.

"So... was I the only one who knew?" She cringed, probably realizing that not all of Anna's friends were as forgiving and some of them still held a bit of a grudge, hence why the redhead insisted on including her during these get-togethers.

"Kristoff did." Anna shrugged, rolling her eyes at Eugene's indignant scoff.

"You told him before me?"

"She's known me since we were in the eighth grade."

"Excuses!"

Anna chuckled, allowing the ridiculous argument to continue as she crossed the finish line. As the next race started, conversation turned to the start of the school year and signing up for classes, groaning over requirements and some congratulations over Anna's decision to change her major. Eugene immediately started complaining that the redhead had an unfair advantage- seeing as she was going into many of the same classes Elsa took- while Kristoff pointed out that the other man had paid more than one person to help him through his classes and that Anna was just doing it the smart way and getting help for free.

By the time Elsa and Rapunzel returned to the apartment, Eugene and Kristoff were wrestling in the corner while Sven, Anna, Aladdin, and Vanessa continued playing Mario Kart.

They, wisely, chose not to ask any questions.


By all accounts, it was just like any other night at the apartment, early enough in the semester that Anna wasn't bogged down by homework and both of them had the night off from work, which of course meant curling up on the couch and watching a movie. The only difference being that, instead of allowing herself to become engrossed in the story unfolding before her or bantering back and forth with her girlfriend, Anna was lost in her own thoughts.

After a whole summer of living together, one might think that the redhead had acclimated rather well to the change. She'd always prided herself on being a reasonable housemate and, given how well she understood the blonde currently pressed against her back, they'd managed to avoid a lot of silly fights over little things, like chores and the placement of certain items. The little stuff that newly minted couples living together argued about. Sure, the remote got misplaced from time to time, but no one was perfect. If anything, each passing day just fanned the warmth that spread through Anna's chest every time she woke up beside the blonde or crawled into bed with her, not because she was staying the night but because this was her home. It was absolutely satisfying.

Er... well, for the most part.

Elsa chuckled at something that happened in the movie, prompting Anna to squeeze the hand clasped in hers and smile.

While the redhead had acknowledged long ago that moving in with Elsa might provide certain... distractions, she'd never really considered it could be a problem. And, really, it wasn't! Anna didn't mind that they weren't as physically intimate as most other couples; she never felt a lack of affection for or from her girlfriend, as they traded kisses as often as possible, held hands when they could, hugged, either one initiating the contact and the other readily accepting it. There also wasn't a lack of intimacy, per say, seeing as they were honest with each other regarding their insecurities and so very supportive, healing old wounds and becoming stronger for it. So, just like she'd told Elsa many times, she wasn't bothered by the lack of physical intimacy...

But, oh, all the deities in all the realms, did she want.

It was probably in part because they were so comfortable around each other, Elsa likely wasn't aware that she was the universe's biggest tease. Nearly every other day, the redhead would accidentally catch a peek as the blonde got changed or toweled off after a shower- a shapely thigh, the soft swell of a breast, the smooth expanse of her back.

Every time she caught a glimpse, it made her wonder and want. Could she really be blamed for that? Elsa was beautiful, absolutely stunning, there was no harm in admitting it. It was true! At the same time, it was Elsa's personality, who she was at heart, that Anna prized and adored above all else, so the more she thought about what it would feel like to run her hands along the inside of Elsa's thighs, the guiltier she felt. Which, inevitably, would remind her how horrible she'd unintentionally make the blonde feel if Elsa ever caught on to her inability to keep her mind out of her gutter.

Really, the whole thing was silly, and she'd considered confessing to Elsa exactly why she kept accidentally bumping into things in the mornings or evenings and taking longer showers than absolutely necessary. However, after their last talk on the subject, she didn't want to put any pressure on the blonde whatsoever. Just because she couldn't seem to rein in her libido didn't mean she should upset her girlfriend.

Which lead her to this moment, where she was hyper aware of every minute movement but completely oblivious to the TV.

"I'm not sure if I like the ending," Elsa said, pulling the redhead from her thoughts. "It seemed a bit... contrived, I suppose is the best word for it."

Anna blinked, watching the credits scroll while racking her brain for the genre of movie they'd just watched, much less the title. Geez, she must've really checked out this time.

Elsa pressed a kiss just behind her ear. "Something's been on your mind. You usually at least try to talk me out of a Schwarzenegger film before I put it on."

Oh, right. They were watching The Sixth Day. "You indulge me whenever I put on Bewitched. Besides, it's not like I don't like all his movies; it's just the ones that completely breeze over the 'love interest' but somehow tie their relationship into the plot. If you're going to use romance as a sub plot, then at least treat it with some level of sincerity, ya know?"

The blonde started kissing her behind her ear again, obviously amused. "Are you about to go on your True Lies rant again?"

Anna hummed, eyes sliding shut as soft lips found their way around the shell of her ear and down her neck. "That depends. Which answer keeps this going?"

Light laughter rang out before the redhead found herself flat on her back, Elsa on top of her. When their lips met, Anna felt the familiar heat spreading through her, always burning just beneath the surface and fanned hotter with every touch. She couldn't help moaning as Elsa licked along her bottom lip, the action parting her lips and granting the blonde access. As the kiss deepened, tongues sliding against each other in an eager dance, Anna admitted to herself that it wouldn't take long for her to reach the point where she'd beg off and scurry away for a shower.

"Snowflake, slow down." Anna gasped out as they parted, both in desperate need of oxygen. Elsa must've missed the request, focusing on peppering kisses along her jaw and down her neck instead. The blonde's hands were busy slipping under her shirt, fingertips trailing lightly along Anna's sides. In another time or place, Anna would be fighting to contain her laughter, succumbing to the horrors of being ticklish. At the moment, all the redhead could think was how delicious it would feel if Elsa used her nails a bit, or her teeth- marked her in some way.

Considering her work uniform, it wouldn't be a problem, and she'd always liked the idea of looking in the mirror and seeing a hickey adorning her skin. As if reading her mind- or perhaps taking the unconscious tilting of Anna's head as a sign to continue- Elsa obliged that fantasy, scraping her teeth across the redhead's freckled skin and eliciting a groan of approval.

She wasn't going to last much longer. If Anna didn't take control of the situation, something bad was bound to happen; while her typical jeans might be a bit more constricting, the sweatpants she was currently wearing left much less to the imagination once she got sufficiently excited. Which wouldn't be much longer, at this rate.

"Snowflake... please..." Anna was at least aware enough to realize she was sending some severely mixed signals. As much as she wanted to scale back the... intensity of their make-out session, it was too tempting to return the favor, her own hands finding their way under Elsa's shirt and mapping out the smooth skin of her back, following along her spine up to the material of her girlfriend's bra and back down. She reveled in how Elsa arched and bowed her back, pressing into Anna's touch as much as possible. "Elsa..." The blonde bit into the tender skin at the junction of her neck and shoulder, anything further she had to say cut off by a gasping moan. An eager tongue instantly soothed the wound but the damage was done and Anna was certain she wouldn't be able to take much more of Elsa's ministrations. "Elsa, stop! I- I need to take a shower!"

Her girlfriend paused, body going almost disturbingly rigid as Anna lay panting beneath her, trying desperately to reorganize her thoughts.

The whole diverted blood flow thing wasn't helping her much.

Finally, Elsa drew back enough to look her in the eye. "Sunshine, you took a shower before we started the movie."

Fuck. She did. Not one of her long ones though. Fuck.

"W-well, uh, you know what they say!" She forced a nervous chuckle that sounded like someone was strangling a goose. "Cleanliness is next to godliness!"

Hopefully, she would remember later to smack herself for that line.

Her girlfriend seemed equally unimpressed with her excuse, narrowing her eyes a moment before shrugging. "Okay, fine. We'll take a shower."

Anna gulped. "W-we?"

Elsa smoothly dismounted her, getting off the couch and starting towards the bedroom. At the same time, her fingers grasped the hem of her shirt and pulled it up, over her head, and tossed it back towards the redhead. Anna's eyes grew wide and her jaw popped open, absently snatching the discarded garment from the air so it didn't impede her view of Elsa's backside.

The blonde flashed her a small grin over her shoulder, reaching back to unclasp her bra. "Yes, Sunshine, we. Aren't you coming?"

Elsa was probably looking for an answer.

An answer with words.

Words Anna couldn't even imagine forming at that particular moment because what was English?

Fuck it, the head on her shoulders might be utterly useless but her body certainly had a clue what she should be doing. Without really registering when it happened, Anna found herself shutting the bathroom door behind her, pressing against the wood for support as Elsa turned and yup, that, those...

Wow.

If Anna had any self restraint remaining, watching the bra straps slide down pale shoulders pretty much broke it. Not like snapped it in half- no, watching Elsa look back at her with eyes so dark a blue they were almost unrecognizable as she dropped her bra pretty much shattered her resolve into pieces so small, there was no hope of grasping even a shred.

Done. She was done.

And they hadn't even started.

Before she could really do or say anything further, Elsa pressed against her, claiming her lips in a sloppy kiss that set Anna's heart hammering against her ribcage. Her hands, seemingly of their own accord, grasped the blonde's hips and began exploring, tracing along the smooth planes of her belly and sides until they reached her breasts. The redhead whined from the loss of Elsa's lips on hers as her girlfriend tore away, sucking in a breath as Anna cupped the weight of her chest.

"Hey, play fair," Elsa said, her voice a tad breathless as she tugged on Anna's shirt, slipping her hands beneath the fabric.

Anna wasn't of a mind to complain about having to release the treasures in her hands, ripping the garment over her head quickly and letting it fall to the floor. "Better?"

"Much." Elsa licked her lips, lightly batting Anna's hands away as she reached to undo her bra. "No... let me."

Anna swallowed thickly, nodding as she allowed herself to be pulled from against the door so Elsa could access the clasp. As she felt it release, Elsa guiding the straps down her arms, she fought the urge to press her body against the blonde's. With both of them naked from the waist up, all the redhead could think about was how glorious the skin-to-skin contact would feel once she could hold Elsa against her.

Thankfully, the blonde seemed to read her mind, swooping in to kiss her the moment the barrier was removed. Anna moaned at the sensation, relishing how their bodies seemed to just fit together, warmth radiating from every inch in contact with Elsa. She almost wanted to cry, in part from joy that they'd reached a stage in their relationship the redhead had long ago given up on ever achieving and in part from how exquisite the moment was.

When Elsa broke the kiss and pulled away, Anna vehemently protested the loss, looping her arms around her girlfriend to bring them back together. The motion, however, caused their hips to connect first, which brought their attention to the main reason it had taken so long to get to this point. Before Anna could do much in the way of distracting the blonde- because, seriously, this was amazing and they could do baby steps and she didn't want to rush her amazing, sweet, loving, hot-as-hell girlfriend at all- Elsa hooked her fingers under the elastic of Anna's sweatpants, running them out to the redhead's hips and then back to the center of her belly.

"We're taking a shower, remember?" Elsa whispered, a small smile on her lips. "Might as well get rid of them now."

Oh, shit.

They were really doing this.

Fuck.

Words, Anna, use words.

"O-okay... but, back up. Please?" Anna offered a slightly nervous smile. Sure, letting Elsa do the honors would've been awesome, but some part of her recognized that her girlfriend likely had never seen a penis in the flesh before. She didn't want to startle her and the idea of accidentally hitting the blonde in the face with her member was really unappealing. And probably a total mood killer to boot. "Trust me."

Elsa obliged, taking a step back and watching as Anna took a deep breath and shucked her sweatpants and boxers in one go, pushing the fabric past her thighs and letting gravity do the rest. Just as she expected, their activities made her hard enough to almost stand at attention now that her member was released from its confines. While she should've felt relief at the liberation, instead the redhead felt cold dread welling in the pit of her stomach.

What if this was Elsa's reality check? What if the blonde suddenly realized that this wasn't going to work after all? Like, some part of her said 'hey, you're a lesbian and that's a penis, these things do not mix' and everything was over? She'd never been this vulnerable in front of someone in her lifetime. She couldn't even lift her gaze from the tiled floor, afraid of what she'd find.

"Wow... that's... literally the biggest penis I've ever seen." Anna's eyes snapped up to the blonde, who was busy staring, wide-eyed, at her groin. A second later, her girlfriend looked up, concern pinching her features. "That's... what I'm supposed to say, right?"

"If you're in a bad porno, yeah," Anna replied, a genuine smile slowly spreading across her face. "Wait... are you trying to act like a straight girl?" When Elsa responded by merely glowering at her, the redhead actually chuckled. "You don't have to pretend, Snowflake. You can be honest. I can... I can take it."

No, no she really couldn't, but she'd try her damnedest anyway.

Elsa nodded, sweeping her gaze over the redhead from head to toe before meeting Anna's eyes once more. "Honestly, Sunshine, I'm trying to figure out which heavenly being to thank for this moment." She stepped forward, carefully pressing her body against Anna's as the redhead groaned.

"So, uh, it d-doesn't, um, dis- shit- disgust you?" Anna could barely remain coherent when they were close and fully clothed, forget trying to retain any semblance of composure with her girlfriend pressing against her like this.

"I'll admit that, on its own, it does nothing for me." Elsa kissed along her jaw, one hand reaching down to lightly encircle the shaft of her penis. "But as a part of you?" Her breath was hot in Anna's ear as she trailed her fingers up to swirl around the head. "There's nothing I want more."

Anna mentally applauded herself for not climaxing then and there, eyes pinching shut as her head leaned back. "O-oh fuck, Elsa, please."

The redhead clutched at Elsa's back, reveling in the sensations as her girlfriend continued kissing around her ear and gently stroked her, their breasts pressed against each other. She belatedly realized she should've suggested going to bed rather than taking a shower; trying to stay standing while the blonde was driving her wild was a tad more difficult than she'd ever thought it would be. In fact, if she didn't buy herself some time, she might not last long enough to even get into the damn shower.

Mustering the focus to do so, Anna moved her hands down, skimming over the fabric of Elsa's shorts to grasp her rear, eliciting a sharp gasp of surprise from the blonde. She started kneading the flesh in her hands through the cloth of her shorts, dipping her head to place kisses along the other woman's shoulder, nipping lightly every so often as Elsa's whimpering moans encouraged her.

"We're never getting in the shower at this rate." Elsa chuckled, the sound cut short as Anna delivered another nip higher up, just behind her jaw.

"You're the one not ready." The redhead pointed out, the words husky and rough, pulling at Elsa's shorts.

Acknowledging the point with a gentle hum, the blonde pressed a barely there kiss to her cheek before stepping back, obviously having every intention of removing the last barrier between them. On impulse, Anna closed the distance again, lightly grabbing Elsa's wrists.

"Wait... m-may I? Please?" She tried her best to swallow around her suddenly dry mouth, eyes searching her girlfriend's.

What she saw shining back at her was an overwhelming amount of love and trust with the barest hints of anxiety around the edges.

"If you want," the blonde replied, smiling gently as Anna nodded.

Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Anna's hands slid beneath the fabric, and the fabric of Elsa's panties, fingers sliding over smooth skin. Kneeling down, Anna pulled the last bits of clothing from Elsa's body, exposing everything that had previously been hidden to her.

This was a moment she'd secretly fantasized about dozens of times but it in no way compared with the reality. For one thing, she'd always imagined being at least somewhat competent and confident- with the genitalia of a male came the libido of one as well, so she was more than familiar with porn in its many forms. For another, she also thought she would be more assertive.

However, as she knelt before her beloved girlfriend, in complete awe of her beauty and everything that led up to that moment, she was completely content to do whatever was asked of her and nothing more.

Anna pressed her lips reverentially to Elsa's abdomen, just below her navel and above the thinned patch of coarse blonde hair covering her mound.

"Anna..." The blonde's hand caressed her cheek gently before directing her gaze up. "We can try that another time. Tonight's about you."

Anna blinked in confusion a moment. First, because it took her a moment for her nearly nonexistent mental capacity to piece together that Elsa meant oral sex- which, admittedly, was definitely something the redhead wanted to explore, in depth, at some point, and hopefully soon- and, second, because of the implication.

"No," she softly said, pressing a litany of kisses to Elsa's skin as she rose before finally claiming her lips, pulling their bodies together again, bereft of any barriers between them. The contact was delicious, sending shocks of pleasure racing through her frame. "No, Snowflake, it's not about me. Never about me." She drew back just enough for their gazes to meet. "It's about us. Every time, every moment, it's us, together, okay?"

Her girlfriend puffed out a small laugh, shaking her head gently. "My selfless Sunshine."

"Yours and yours alone." Anna smiled, kissing Elsa again and sliding her tongue into the other woman's mouth.

The blonde quickly returned her passion, one hand venturing to gently wrap around her erection once more. She groaned at the delicious contact and again when Elsa's other hand expertly massaged her right breast, the arm that owned that hand wrapped around her body and partially supporting her, keeping them pressed close. Honestly, there was so much skin-to-skin contact, it was getting difficult for Anna to keep track of what was going on; this was far beyond anything she'd ever personally encountered and the sensory overload might actually kill her. She could barely figure out how they'd moved positions from formerly standing chest-to-chest to nearly side-by-side without breaking their kiss. She didn't like it nearly as much because it cut down on the amount of contact between them and was about to coax Elsa back in front of her.

But then Elsa started moving her hand slowly along the shaft of Anna's penis, her grip still gentle, almost maddeningly so, and the redhead couldn't help but groan, tearing her mouth away from their kiss.

"D-do you like that?" Elsa's voice was in her ear, soft and sweet and conveying need and, wow, how did they get here again?

Fuck it, it didn't matter.

"Yes," she hissed, wrapping her left arm around the blonde and allowing her right hand to comb through blonde curls. She really wished she could see what she was doing but, with Elsa's hands on her, it was extremely difficult to voice any complaint whatsoever. So, she relied on touch alone, meeting slick heat and allowing her fingers to explore the folds of Elsa's sex.

Elsa's gasp was like music to her ears as she traced unexplored territory but it was short lived as the blonde clamped her thighs together, trapping the redhead's hand. Not easily deterred, Anna wiggled her fingers, which earned her another gasp and a whine.

"Sunshine, stop." She flexed her left hand, increasing the pressure around Anna's member and rendering her momentarily incapacitated as she groaned. "I want to make you happy."

"Happy?" Anna shook her head, brushing Elsa's hand away from her penis and turning the tables, backing the blonde up until her back hit the door. She ducked her head, pressing open mouth kisses along her girlfriend's collarbone between her words, hands roaming over any skin within reach as she pressed into her. "This makes me happy, Elsa. Being with you, touching you, feeling you- this. You want me to be happy? Then let me love you, Elsa." Her right hand drifted lower, brushing along Elsa's belly and through coarse curls once more. "Give me this, Snowflake. Please."

Elsa moaned, breasts heaving as her other hand gently cupped one, thumb and forefinger coming together to lightly tweak her nipple.

"I know you love me, Elsa, and I know you want to show me. But let me give you this first." Her fingers rubbed at the line of Elsa's thighs, coaxing them to open and grant her access to the blonde's center. "Please, you can do me after, I promise, but I need you." She went up to nip at Elsa's ear, licking the shell and lowering her voice to a gruff whisper, rough with want. "I need to show you that you are my happiness, my want, my desire, my love- Gods, Elsa, please don't keep yourself hidden from me, not for another second."

Elsa tilted her head back and surrendered, parting her thighs and grabbing onto Anna, one hand on her back and the other burying in fiery red locks. The redhead's mouth was redirected into a passionate kiss as she stroked through soaked folds, relishing in the responsiveness of her beloved's body. When they broke apart, Anna returned her lips to the blonde's neck, possessive want sending her heartbeat into overdrive at the shuddering moans falling from swollen lips.

Anna focused on the sensations, on the feel of Elsa's center, mapping it out carefully. She circled the blonde's opening, wanting so very badly to enter but managing to restrain herself and instead sliding her touch up to brush against the sensitive nub- clitoris, right, it has a name- at the apex of her thighs.

"Anna!" Elsa cried out, hips jerking slightly as she paid further attention to that little bundle of nerves. "More."

She followed the blonde's direction, rubbing against Elsa's clit in slow, tight circles, adjusting the pressure to draw out her beloved's pleasure. Anna drew back after leaving a litany of love bites along the blonde's collar, watching the reactions as they played over her face. Every touch elicited a response- a moan, a whimper, a sigh, the fluttering of her eyes- and she was instantly entranced. It was tempting to just watch but something deep within her craved more- more of those reactions, more contact, just more- and she applied herself accordingly.

Ducking her head, Anna took the unattended nipple into her mouth, swirling her tongue over the areola and scraping her teeth gently across the sensitive flesh. Elsa gasped out, the hand still tangled in the redhead's hair taking a firmer hold of those locks.

"Anna," Elsa said, voice breathy and weak from panting, legs beginning to shake. "Inside."

"Hmm?" She looked up to the blonde's face without releasing the jewel in her mouth.

"I need you." Anna felt a hand take hold of her wrist and pull her back, towards Elsa's awaiting entrance. "Inside."

Well... shit.

Reluctantly releasing the flesh in her mouth with a wet pop, the redhead dipped her middle finger into the blonde's center, teasing her.

She was not amused, scratching at Anna's scalp with her nails. "Sunshine, in, now!"

Oh, that- that tone was amazing. It was oh so tempting to continue teasing Elsa, just to hear her continue speaking in that voice that conveyed want and need and desire and shit she was hard as a rock and throbbing and desperate to be touched from all this.

Rather than address it, Anna shoved her own arousal to the back of her mind and eased her finger into the woman writhing against the door, reveling in the tight, warm wetness that engulfed her digit. There was a moment of panic- Elsa was pressing against her, so completely it was impossible to imaging putting anything bigger in there- but it quickly fell away as Elsa moaned in approval and rocked her hips, sinking Anna deeper into her.

She pressed the heel of her palm against Elsa's clit and watched as the blonde started rocking her hips, grinding against her hand. She timed the movement of her finger to coincide with the blonde's hips, sliding against pulsing inner walls and seeking out the spot that would send Elsa over the edge. As much as she wanted to prolong things, to draw out every moment and every sensation, she wanted to watch Elsa's release so much more.

"I love you, Snowflake." Her voice was rough and low and Elsa whined in response. "I love you so much." By some magical stroke of luck, Anna found the spot she was looking for, pressing against it on the next thrust of her finger. Elsa arched into her, moaning, clutching at her as her orgasm built. "Elsa."

"Anna, I'm so close." Elsa's eyes were pinched shut, skin slicked with sweat and flushed, breasts heaving with every breath. Her words were in Norwegian, English beyond her grasp in the heat of the moment.

"Then come for me, Elsa." Anna pushed in deep, pressing against that spot and grinding her palm against the blonde's clit, quickly moving her other hand to the small of her girlfriend's back as she cried out and came undone beneath Anna's touch. Her thighs trembled and she screamed out Anna's name, hips jerking as her inner muscles clenched and twitched around the redhead's finger.

It was beautiful. Anna could feel the smile on her face as she watched her girlfriend shudder through her release, supporting her, holding her close as she slowly came down from her high, panting and murmuring sweet words in her native tongue.

When she finally saw those beautiful blue eyes open, the redhead felt as if her heart would burst from the affection shining so clearly. Her finger was still deep within Elsa but she didn't dare retreat and leave the blonde's enveloping warmth. She leaned in, kissing Elsa deep and slow.

"I love you, Snowflake." She murmured against her girlfriend's lips, carefully withdrawing her finger and popping the digit into her mouth, cleaning away the sticky fluid with her tongue. Her member throbbed and twitched as the taste spread across her tongue, her arousal spiking as she imagined drinking in the blonde straight from the source.

"Mmmm, I love you too, Sunshine," Elsa replied with a lazy smile that slowly twisted into a sultry smirk. "Now, it's your turn."

"You don't have to-" The words were out of her mouth before she could stop them, a purely reflexive response. Before Anna could really register it, she found her back against the door, a very fierce blonde looming over her.

"Oh no, you're not backing out of this." Elsa still had a hand buried in Anna's hair and pulled gently, tilting her head to the side and granting the blonde access to her neck. Anna shivered as her girlfriend began running her tongue along her skin, following her rapid pulse, up to her ear to whisper quietly. "I want you, Anna, Sunshine, I want you and I'm done putting this off." Suddenly, Elsa's hand was wrapped around her penis once more, grip firm and wonderful and yes. "I want to feel you, see you- don't hold back, Sunshine. Give me everything you've got."

FUCK.

"Elsa." Anna groaned, her hips jerking, seeking more of that delicious touch. "G-get the lotion."

"Lotion?" She was at least aware enough to recognize the confusion in her girlfriend's tone.

"Hand lotion makes it easier, trust me." The redhead made a vague motion towards the bathroom counter, where she kept a bottle at all times. She hoped Elsa didn't read too much into that; as she often said, she was only human in the presence of a goddess.

Elsa's presence receeded as she retrieved the lotion, giving Anna a chance to lean her head back and close her eyes. Given how turned on she was, there was a small concern about being able to, well, last. She didn't want to be a 'two pump chump' but, damn if she wasn't about ready to burst.

"Oh, shit." Anna's hips jerked again as Elsa wrapped her hand around her member again, her palm sliding smoothly along her length. Everything was different- the pressure, the motion, the feel- and the redhead found herself trying to think of something to stave off her impending orgasm. Like hell she was going to let this end quickly.

The blonde, of course, had other plans, using her unoccupied hand to explore as she continued pumping Anna's erection, eventually cupping her scrotum and squeezing gently.

Wow, that was amazing. Sure, she was sensitive down there too, but she'd never tried playing with her balls while masturbating. She moaned, encouraging the blonde to grip her firmer in both places, which wasn't exactly the best idea.

"Wh-whoa, c-careful." She reached down, brushing her fingers against the blonde's hand around her penis. "T-tighter with this one, other one, no."

Elsa immediately adjusted her hands, much to Anna's relief.

"I'm guessing speech is difficult when I'm touching you like this, hmmm?" There were a lot of things difficult; now the blonde was just teasing her, and she was okay with that. She was okay with just about everything at that point.

But, she was somehow aware enough to realize that Elsa's voice came from far lower than it should have and opened her eyes, looking down. Elsa was kneeling in front of her, eyes focused on her task, both hands on Anna's body, and that image alone was almost enough to push her over the egde, pre-cum leaking from the head of her penis.

Elsa's eyes flicked up to hers, the blonde smirking briefly before her tongue flicked out and ran over her head.

And DONE.

Anna's eyes slammed shut as her head tilted back, her erection swelling and scrotum drawing up tight to her body. She was about to blow and she needed to warn Elsa because she desperately hoped for a repeat performance soon and didn't want anything marring it. "Sn-sn- Elsa!"

The blonde's response was to lick her head again and Anna lost it. She groaned as her orgasm washed over her, hips jerking with each spurt of ejaculate that pulsed through her length. It felt like hours and minutes at the same time, euphoria spreading through her body.

"Wow." Elsa's voice registered in her ears dimly. "I'm... oddly impressed?"

Anna shuddered, coming back to her senses slowly as she caught her breath and blinked her world back into focus, noting that she'd somehow ended up in Elsa's arms at some point after reaching her climax. Her legs must've given out, seeing as the blonde was supporting her weight against the door, pressing gentle kisses to her neck.

"Welcome back, Sunshine." Elsa was obviously amused and she briefly wondered if that was a good thing or a bad thing. "How do you feel?"

"Madly in love with a goddess of a woman," she replied instantly, pressing her body against the blonde's as she returned the embrace. There was a part of her that worried- thanks to, again, way too much research than was healthy- that she would fall victim to being disinterested in Elsa once acheiving her orgasm, like some men. Thankfully, she was still a cuddler and found herself slipping into utter contentment as Elsa pressed a kiss to her forehead.

"I know the feeling." She laughed lightly, stroking along the redhead's hip. "I'm a little concerned about clean-up, though."

Curious, Anna took in the state of the bathroom and felt herself begin blushing profusely. Perhaps she'd been a bit more... pent up than she'd originally thought. It wasn't that bad, really, but... they may need a new shower rug.

"Oops. I'm s-"

"You better not be apologizing." Elsa quickly cut in, nuzzling into Anna's neck. "Between the two of us, you have nothing to be sorry for, Sunshine."

"And you do?" She frowned, lightly peppering kisses along Elsa's collarbone.

"You've been patient," the blonde said, her tone slightly wistful. "I've been... difficult."

"Nope." Anna shook her head and made sure to meet her girlfriend's gaze. "I don't buy it. You haven't been difficult; you're the reason we've made it this far. You've been committed, Snowflake, and I aboslutely adore you for it."

Chuckling, Elsa leaned in to kiss her languidly. When they parted, the blonde spoke softly. "Then... is it okay if... I just- going farther-"

"Shush, Snowflake, it's okay." Anna quickly started rubbing along the blonde's back, trying to soothe her girlfriend. "Hey, don't be upset; I'm not! Not at all! I feel freaking awesome, honestly!" She laughed. "This doesn't change anything between us, Elsa, and I'm definitely not going to demand anything from you." Schooling her expression into a more serious one, Anna raised a brow. "But, if you start to feel the itch, I'm more than willing to scratch it."

Elsa snorted, shaking her head. "You've been hanging out with Eugene too much."

"Guilty as charged, Your Honor." She continued running her hands along the blonde's back, drinking in the sensation as much as she could. She actually really liked this part, getting to touch and cuddle with her beloved without worrying about getting an erection. True, her... recovery period was pretty short, by normal standards, but at the moment she was spent and able to just enjoy the moment. "It's okay if you don't want to go any farther. Or if, uh, it didn't really, um, appeal to you."

Then it was Elsa's turn to comfort her, lips pressing against hers. "Stop that. It actually appealed to me more than I would've guessed. I'm just... not sure I want to put it in my mouth quite yet. I mean, you taste good, it's just, um, I'm going to... stop... talking now."

Anna giggled, opting not to tease the blonde about the blush she was sporting.

"So... can we still take that shower?" She grinned, earning a surprised chuckle from Elsa.

"Sure. We both did work up a bit of a sweat." The blonde pulled away, heading over to the stall and leaning over so she could start the water flow and adjust the temperature. Not that Anna was really paying attention to that because, well, she was only human and Elsa was bending over in front of her, her center still glistening. When the blonde turned back around, she caught Anna licking her lips and shook her head, smiling. "Not tonight, Sunshine. Baby steps, okay?"

Anna really wanted to argue- she wasn't concerned about reciprocation at this point, seriously- but reluctantly agreed, recognizing that she was allowing the head not on her shoulders to do the thinking and that needed to stop.

She was about to take a shower with her beloved girlfriend; she wasn't in any position to complain about shit.

Kicking her higher brain functions back into gear, Anna stepped into the stall, helping Elsa in after and shutting the curtain, pleasantly surprised by the water temperature. While the blonde preferred her showers on the colder side of the scale, Anna's were always nearly scalding, unless she literally needed a cold shower. For their first shared showering experience, Elsa had set the temperature somewhere in the middle, and tending towards the hot side, which Anna adjusted a little cooler.

"Can you hand me my shampoo?"

"Sure." Anna reached out, pausing only briefly before grabbing the bottle. "While you're doing your hair, can I do your body? Wait, I mean..." she blinked "... well, that's pretty much what I mean, but-"

Accepting the shampoo, Elsa pressed a watery kiss to her lips. "Of course, Sunshine. But no funny business. I mean it."

"I'm offended. I'm not completely incapable of controlling myself, you know." She teased, grabbing a washcloth and soap.

"Around me you are," Elsa replied, winking at her as she poured some of her shampoo into one hand.

The redhead rolled her eyes. "Yes, blame the mere mortal, because that's fair."

They both chuckled before setting to their respective tasks. True to her word, Anna's touch wasn't meant to tease or excite; she lovingly washed every inch of Elsa's skin, committing to memory the faint freckles dusting the blonde's shoulders, every curve, and every sensitive spot as she went, taking special care as she ran the cloth over Elsa's breasts and between her legs. More than once she found herself distracted, watching the water as it ran across the blonde's skin, but a subtle shift was all it took to remind her of her task.

When she was finished, she helped condition the blonde's hair and they switched roles, Elsa taking the washcloth while Anna fussed with her hair. There were a few times when she completely lost track of what she was doing as Elsa carefully cleaned her body, her mind focused on not getting excited again.

Which was hard.

Puns certainly didn't help.

Anna was about to breathe a sigh of relief when they moved on, grabbing her conditioner and passing the bottle to her girlfriend. Then Elsa started running her fingers through the redhead's locks and Anna essentially lost track of which planet she was on, because, damn did Elsa have some magic fingers.

"Can we do this again?" She opened her eyes- not exactly sure when they had closed- when she felt Elsa stop. "Shower together, I mean." She turned, offering a genuine smile as the conditioner was rinsed from her hair. "It's nice not having to pretend I'm a contortionist just to wash my back."

Sure, some tiny part of her was a little frustrated that the blonde was still reluctant about sex, but that was just her impatience talking and it could shut right the hell up.

"You have a point." Elsa murmured, drawing Anna into a tender kiss that felt a tad apologetic. "If our schedules allow. Maybe next time we can try a bath."

"Oh, a bubble bath? Please say a bubble bath."

The blonde laughed, motioning for Anna to shut off the water as she agreed, even going so far as allowing her to pick the scent. The two stepped out of the stall and began toweling each other off, making small talk about their schedules for the upcoming week.

"So, we're still on for Tuesday night at Kristoff's?" Anna entered their bedroom, heading towards her dresser to grab some pajamas. "Sven's making carrot cake for dessert. Trust me, he makes the best carrot cakes."

"I'm sure he does. I'm looking forward to it, actually." Elsa paused briefly. "Um." Anna looked over her shoulder, one hand already holding a suitable shirt, to raise a brow at her girlfriend. "Could... we... just go to bed?"

The redhead blinked, slightly confused by the request. Wasn't that what they were doing? And why was Elsa being so fidgety? ...Wait. "Does this mean naked cuddles?"

Elsa chuckled, averting her gaze as a slight blush rose in her cheeks. "Yes."

"Sweet!" Anna rushed over, pulling her girlfriend towards the bed.

They quickly settled in, though Elsa opted to be the little spoon for the night. Anna, meanwhile, was too giddy for words, using the opportunity to whisper how much she adored the blonde into the other woman's ear until they both drifted off to sleep.


Anna was startled awake a few hours later and did her best to explain to her poor, confused girlfriend that 'morning wood' didn't just happen in the mornings and was totally natural and normal, all without laughing at the sincere confusion written across Elsa's face.

She mostly succeeded and honestly considered it a victory she wasn't sent to the couch for the remainder of the night.


Author's Note: So, there was a lot of ways I thought this whole... thing was going to go; it ended up going like this. The next few chapters will be much the same, with the spotlight mostly being on their physical relationship with some other scenes mixed in (because life goes on and doesn't pause for sexy times). After that, the smut content is going to be way low but alluded to several times. If you're disappointed, I'm sorry, but I'm just not very confident writing that sort of stuff. Which is annoying, to be honest. Anyway, I hope this can live up to your expectations. Thanks for reading!