Chapter twenty-eight

All I could ask for

It was Saturday. At last, it was Saturday!

Elsa's eyes flew open, and she smiled. She glanced at her clock.

7:30, and I'm up without either school or liquor to influence me. That's goddamn unprecedented.

Of course, that meant a longer wait to Saturday night, but after how long she'd forced herself and Anna to wait already, what was an extra hour or two?

She flung herself out of bed, propelled by enthusiasm. Before heading to the shower, she stopped by Anna's room and peered inside. Anna was sitting on the bed, which was unusual. Not that she was up already – she usually was – but that she wasn't on her morning jog already. It looked like she had showered already, too.

She smiled at Elsa. "Morning," she said, her voice soft and warm.

"Morning," Elsa replied, walking into her room. "You're not jogging today?"

Anna shook her head. "I wanted to be here now," she said. "Thanks for not keeping me waiting."

Elsa chuckled self-depreciatingly. "For once," she said.

"Now, now, none of that," Anna said, getting up from her bed. "I'm not upset about that, not one bit." She looked at Elsa, a devilish look in her eyes. "There's only one thing I plan to hold against you today." She wrapped her arms around Elsa's body, holding her in a tight embrace.

Elsa chuckled. "Nice wordplay," she said. "You always did have a silver tongue."

The setup was clear, and Anna delivered the punchline deftly. "Thanks. Now let's put it to work."

All the passion they had suppressed for the past week was poured into their kiss. Elsa felt her body tingle as their lips touched. Anna opened her mouth almost immediately, and Elsa, just as eager, followed suit. The feeling of their tongues together once again was euphoric.

Any intentions Elsa might've had to take things slowly were soon forgotten as her instincts took charge. She remained in enough control to not yet escalate things, but everything else was primal instinct. This all felt right. Despite spending the past week of forcing herself to see Anna only as a sister, now she effortlessly brushed past that misgiving. The voice telling her to stop was now so quiet it was practically inaudible.

This kiss lasted for two minutes – not that either of them were aware of the passage of time. The simple fact was, neither of them had any reason to stop. Eventually, Elsa's body started nagging at her to either pursue things further, or step back, and there would be plenty of time for the former later, so she begrudgingly did the latter. They both panted heavily, exhausted by the emotional exchange.

"Well, that was…" Elsa began.

"Amazing," Anna finished.

"As amazing as ever."

Anna quirked the corner of her mouth up. "So, any plans for today? Or are we just gonna do that until sundown?"

Elsa quirked her mouth in response, mirroring Anna's. "Well, it wouldn't be the worst idea."

xxxxxxx

Sadly, there were other bodily urges that had to take precedence; namely, hunger. After a quick shower, Elsa hurried downstairs and started working on a couple of omelets. Anna gathered the necessary ingredients while Elsa tended to the eggs.

"You're gonna have to teach me how to cook one of these days," Anna said, placing a bundle of green onions in front of her sister.

"I'd love to," Elsa said, quickly chopping them up and sliding them onto the mostly-formed second omelet. "Just let me know what it is you'd like to learn first."

"Oh, I don't have anything specific in mind." Anna slipped an arm around Elsa's waist. "I'll take whatever advice you've got."

Elsa leant her head on Anna's shoulder. "Well, there's really no wrong place to start," she said. "All that matters is that you're passionate about it."

Anna responded with a chuckle and a kiss on the cheek, which Elsa soon transformed into a kiss on the lips with the turn of her head. In no time at all, the kiss progressed to open-mouthed.

A warning flashed in Elsa's head – not the obnoxious voice of restraint, but her mental timer. Quickly turning away from Anna, she scooped up her spatula and retrieved the second omelet from the skillet, a quick examination of the bottom of it confirming that she had intervened just in time. A few seconds more, and the golden-brown hue of its surface would have degraded to brownish-black. Anna, momentarily concerned, was reassured and even amused to discover the source of her sister's alarm.

"Okay," Elsa said, smiling sheepishly at Anna, "maybe there's a bit more to it than that. But it's definitely worth it."

Anna nodded. "Yes," she agreed. "I'm sure my tongue will thank me for it."

xxxxxxx

Anna had feared the day would crawl, but it went by in a flash. Save for Elsa's quick trip to the grocery store to pick up more eggs, they both spent almost the whole day in the living room together. It was similar to how they had spent last Saturday, with a crucial difference: they started today as close together as they had finished last Saturday, and only got closer. They didn't use their laptops much - it's harder to use a laptop when you're lying down.

It had started just after lunch, with them making out in the middle of the couch. Elsa had broken off and moved down to Anna's neck, repaying her for her after-jog ministrations. As scintillating as it had been to give, being on the receiving end was more arousing by far. Moaning in pleasure, Anna had slowly leaned backwards, Elsa stuck to her, and soon they were on top of each other.

It was a wonderful feeling, to have Elsa not just next to her, not just holding her, but on top of her, pressing her whole body onto Anna's. She relished the affection, and yearned to take things further, even as she knew they would go all the way later that night. Yet she also knew the potential consequences of going too fast. But that's what middle ground was for.

Not saying anything, she reached up and gently grabbed ahold of Elsa's wrist. Elsa, who hadn't seemed to know what to do with her hands, surrendered control of it. Anna slowly pulled the hand downward, down to the hem of her shirt. Elsa's eyes widened. Anna nodded.

Now, just don't freeze up when she touches you and things will be just fine.

She let go of Elsa's hand, and Elsa, having received permission, continued in the way Anna had indicated. She moved her fingers under the shirt, touching Anna's midriff lightly. Then, her hand traveled upwards. As her fingers skimmed lightly across Anna's stomach, Anna giggled. Then, as they found their destination, she gasped.

Elsa's touch was gentle, caressing her breast lovingly. It was wonderful in all the ways Hans's hadn't been. She didn't go stiff, but it was impossible not to move. So she arched her back, pressing into Elsa's hand, which Elsa took as a signal to keep going.

Anna couldn't suppress a slight yelp as Elsa applied more pressure, squeezing a little now. Apparently this was an appropriate reaction, as Elsa didn't let up. Which was fortunate, because Anna never wanted her to stop doing what she was doing right now.

"Elsa…" she moaned.

Elsa smiled warmly. "I love it when you say my name like that," she whispered.

Anna managed to keep her wits about herself. "Then…keep doing that," Anna replied.

Elsa shot her a sly grin. "I'll do you one better," she said. Then, with thumb and forefinger, she squeezed Anna's nipple.

"Ah!" Anna exclaimed. Elsa studied her expression, making sure she hadn't gone too far, but unnecessarily. She'd applied just the right amount of pressure, stopping just short of pain but going far enough to drive Anna completely nuts. Anna writhed in her sister's grip, no longer in control of the primal noises coming from her mouth.

She'd touched her own chest a few times while doing her homework, but nothing extreme, just a few exploratory attempts with modest results. Elsa, in contrast, was really damn good at it. Basking in her own self-confidence for once, she boldly continued on, caressing her sister's breast and relishing the noises she produced.

"God…so…good…" Anna moaned. Elsa smiled, the pleasure of her sister buoying her own mood. And what a pleasure it was – Anna had never felt this euphoric in her life, not even close.

I wouldn't have wanted to experience this with anyone else but her.

After a couple of minutes – which was still a few hours too short, in Anna's book – Elsa relented. Her caressing slowed, then stopped, and she pulled away. Anna reached a hand out to follow Elsa's retreating one, but couldn't muster the energy to do anything else.

"Normally," Elsa said, "I'd ask, 'how was it?', but you've already answered that question."

Anna gulped down a few breaths, which also allowed her time to collect her thoughts. She thought of a number of good replies, but as she was still reeling, she responded with only the first that came to mind. "Over already?" she said, nearly at a whine.

"For now, yeah," Elsa said. "That was just the appetizer – gotta save some stuff for the main course tonight."

Anna took a while longer to compose her next response, trying to remember how to think rationally again. "Fair enough," she said, smoothing out her shirt. "If it's half as good as that, I'm in for a treat."

Elsa laughed. "If it's half as good as that, then I've been falling behind on my homework."

Anna guffawed.

xxxxxxx

The sun crept lower and lower, first touching the horizon, then being subsumed by it. Within the living room, shadows stretched longer and longer, the fingers of night closing around them.

Anna knew she didn't have to point this out to Elsa – her eyes worked just as well as Anna's – but the urge to say something grew and grew, alongside her other urges. She could feel the tension in the air, building with every second that passed. Elsa seemed tenser by half. Her body, which had been relaxed the whole day, was now taut, and Anna could swear she was shaking.

Finally, as twilight fell, Anna took action. She nudged her sister gently. "Elsa?" she said apprehensively. "Are you okay?"

Elsa turned to her and smiled. "Yeah, I'm okay," she said. "I'm just apprehensive, that's all."

"Are you still okay to go through with this?" Anna asked.

Elsa nodded decisively. "I made you a promise," she said. "I've kept you waiting long enough. And…I want to do this, too. I really, really want to do this."

Anna smiled encouragingly. "I'm ready when you are," she said.

Elsa stood up, her affirmation seeming to have solidified her conviction. "I'm ready now," she said.

Anna stood as well, holding out her hand. "Then lead the way, Elsa," she said.

Elsa took her hand, and together they headed for the stairs. Anna felt Elsa's hand tremble, but the conviction in her steps was undeniable.

xxxxxxx

Anna's room was immaculate, her bed perfectly made. At the moment.

Elsa pushed the door open, then led Anna in. Anna reached for the light switch, but Elsa told her not to turn them on. The light creeping in from the doorway would be more than enough.

Anna had seemed fully confident before, but as they made their way to her bed, Elsa saw a hint of nervousness creep back in. It was wholly understandable, of course – Elsa was astonished she was shaking as little as she was.

One of us should be brave – I thought that a while back, didn't I? But for this, I think it's okay if we're both nervous.

When they reached the bed, they both sat down, looking at each other. Anna wrung her hands, not saying anything.

"It's a long way, isn't it?" Elsa said. "From down there to up here."

Anna nodded, getting her meaning perfectly. "So…we're really doing this, aren't we?"

"Only if you're comfortable with it," Elsa reiterated.

"Of course," Anna said. She smiled. "In that case…let's get comfortable."

She took Elsa's head in her hands and pulled her forward, leaning forward herself at the same time, and they kissed. It was practically second nature to them at this point, yet Elsa still relished every second their lips were together.

Elsa had taken her seat at the head of the bed, so as things heated up, it was she who found herself leaning back, pushing the covers to the side and lying on the bed. Anna straddled her, knees on either side of Elsa's hips and hands by her head. Once they reached these positions, another brief kiss was exchanged before Anna pulled back. Now she was looking straight down at Elsa, taking her still-clothed body in fully. Her hair, undone, cascaded down on either side of her face in light red rivers – a perfect frame for the beautiful picture that was her freckled face.

Just being in this position helped to drive home exactly what she was doing, and who she was doing it with. Anna now looked upon her sister in a way she never could've dreamed she would. The realization made her lean back for a moment, resting on her knees.

"This is going to change things between us, isn't it?" she said.

Elsa nodded. "Yes, it is," she said solemnly. "We'll never quite be the same way we were before. Last week, we were only sisters – nothing more, nothing less. But after we do this, we will always be something more. Even if we aren't girlfriends forever, once we do this, there will be a bond between us – one that most sisters will never have. You'll never quite see me the same way, and I'll never quite see you the same way. What we had before will never come back."

Anna stayed in place for a moment, contemplating this. "Will it be better?" she asked.

"I think it will," Elsa said. "I hope it will. But I promise it will be different."

Anna thought some more. Every second that passed was agonizingly long, but Elsa knew that this moment, of all moments, was the one that couldn't be rushed a single second.

Anna closed her eyes, smiled, and nodded. "I'm willing to take that step," she said.

The tension that had been building in Elsa's shoulders was released, and she sighed in relief. "So am I," she said, smiling back.

Anna nodded again. She reached down and grabbed the hem of her shirt. "Then what are we waiting for?" She lifted her arms.

Elsa had just reached under Anna's shirt earlier that day, but even so, the sight of Anna's bare chest still made her breath catch in her throat. A sea of subtly tanned skin, dotted with occasional freckles, and two small, erect nipples. She was spellbound by her sister's beauty.

It was a few seconds before she noticed Anna subtly squirming, arms still over her head and shirt covering her face. "Uh…a little help?" she said, muffled by the shirt.

Elsa couldn't suppress a laugh when she realized the predicament Anna was in. "Oh, this brings back memories," she said, giggling.

"Don't laugh," Anna said, but Elsa could tell by the tone of her voice that she was close to laughing as well. Elsa propped herself up into a sitting position, then pulled the neck of the shirt up and freed Anna.

Elsa grinned slyly. "When I decided to give you lessons on how to date, I didn't think you'd need one about how to undress properly," she teased.

Anna grinned back, not insulted at all. "Well, there's no time like the present," she replied.

"All right, then," Elsa said. Grabbing her own shirt, she lifted it over her head, elegantly shedding the garment and exposing her lacy purple bra. She undid the clasp, then shrugged out of it, tossing it to the side as well.

Anna blinked, having not expected Elsa to strip so quickly. She drank in Elsa's pale body.

"Well?" Elsa said. "What do you think?"

It took a few seconds for Anna to find the words. "I think…I think we've talked enough," she said, rushing forward.

Elsa barely had time to nod in agreement before their lips had locked again. With their bare chests in contact, the effect was magnified. Goosebumps appeared across Elsa's arms, and she could see that Anna had some as well. Elsa wrapped her arms around Anna's neck, holding her tight. Anna's hands were on a more…exploratory path.

Her mouth occupied, Elsa's yelp of surprise was muffled as Anna grabbed her breast. Unsure of what exactly to do, Anna gently squeezed, her palm rubbing against Elsa's nipple. Elsa moaned in delight, pleasure emanating from her body.

She released Anna's neck and fell back, her head landing on the pillow. Anna took the opportunity to catch her breath, shivering all over as she did so. "Am I…doing well?" she panted.

Elsa nodded. "Yes, you're doing amazingly," she said, short of breath herself. "Please…keep going…"

Anna hesitated, then lowered herself forward, onto Elsa's body. She inched back ever so slowly, so that as her head descended, it approached not Elsa's mouth, but her breasts. Elsa's eyes widened, the moment of realization coming just before Anna's tongue appeared.

Much as she had done to Elsa's neck weeks ago, Anna sucked gently on Elsa's breast, her tongue flicking back and forth across her nipple. Elsa moaned, writing on the bed and wishing only that Anna's body were better positioned for her to return some of the pleasure Anna was lavishing upon her.

But that would have to wait, because Anna was already moving further down her body.

Anna unbuttoned Elsa's jean shorts, then looked up at Elsa's face. With a nod from her, she pulled, dragging the garment down Elsa's long, slender legs. Now, only her panties remained, and Anna placed a hand over them and began to rub.

"Wait," Elsa said. Anna relented immediately. "G…give me a chance," Elsa said.

"A chance for what?" Anna asked.

Elsa laboriously pushed her upper body off the bed. "To pay you back," she said. She put her hands on Anna's shorts and tugged insistently.

Anna smiled. She brought her legs in front of her and pressed them together. "Anything for you," she said.

"No," said Elsa. She tucked her fingers inside Anna's waistband, so that when she pulled, both her shorts and panties came off at once. "Anything for you."

Anna, now completely naked and siting in Elsa's lap, nodded, shaking with anticipation. She was putty in Elsa's hands.

Elsa placed her hand on the small of Anna's back and lifted it upwards, her fingers tracing four paths up Anna's back. Anna inhaled sharply, arching her back instinctively, and Elsa's head darted forward. She planted her first kiss just above Anna's navel, then headed upwards with a trail of kisses that left Anna shivering. The path of kisses terminated at her breasts, where Elsa placed her mouth onto one and used her left hand to attend to the other. Anna moaned and pulled Elsa's head closer into her chest, silently urging her to go harder. So she did.

"Ahh!" Anna gasped as Elsa lightly engaged her teeth, with the lightest of pressures being enough to set off fireworks in her head. "F-fuck, that's amazing. You're amazing!" she moaned.

Elsa quivered. Anna's passionate voice, combined with her foreplay, were like kindling on her fire. Her last remaining garment felt more cumbersome than a winter coat, and it was high time she got rid of it. She pulled down her panties, as far as they could go with Anna in her lap. Anna took over from there, pulling them down until they slid off her legs. They looked into each other's eyes and nodded, agreeing without words. It was time.

Elsa lifted her right leg so that it was above Anna's. Then she pressed forward.

It was indescribable, the feeling of Anna's slit touching hers. It was like lightning, like flying, like a fire roaring to life. Elsa bit down on her finger, cutting off her own moan, if only to better hear Anna's. It was animalistic, guttural, full of desire. Elsa allowed herself only a moment to drink it in. Then she began to move rhythmically.

Now they were both moaning, their gasps and whimpers in time with the motion of their bodies. Elsa couldn't suppress hers anymore, not without drawing blood, but Anna still made herself heard. Her wetness slid across Anna's, the most sensitive parts sent on a collision course over and over again. Elsa pried herself away from Anna just to lean back and provide a better angle. They repeated these motions over and over again, somehow provoking a greater reaction each time.

"M-m-more," she gasped. Anna somehow heard her, and they sped up, their motions becoming more and more rapid. Elsa breathed shallowly, trying to balance the intake of precious air with the exhalation of her euphoric declarations of enjoyment. Still the feeling intensified, though she already felt full to bursting with pleasure. She leaned forward, watching Anna's face express the same euphoria.

Anna came first, but Elsa was right behind her.

The sight of Anna, her Anna, screaming with pleasure as the orgasm enveloped her body, was enough to push Elsa over the edge. She arched her back, pushing herself forward as the climax came. The white-hot intensity of it overwhelmed her, and she let out a cry.

"ANNA!"

She panted once, twice, three times. The moment passed, and the orgasm faded. Elsa fell back, exhaustion pulling her down onto Anna's bed. As she fell backwards, Anna fell forwards, stretching her hands out to embrace her sister. She landed with her head on top of Elsa's breasts, and Elsa rested a hand on her head, to ensure it stayed there.

The next few seconds were silent, but for the sound of their laborious breathing, as their lungs finally made up their deficit. Without even intending to do so, their breaths were synchronized, Anna's head rising and falling with Elsa's bosom.

Eventually, Anna rolled off of her, and Elsa scooted over to ensure she had plenty of space to land. Her back hit the bed, and she stared up at the ceiling, wide-eyed.

The air conditioning kicked on, and Elsa shivered. Reluctantly, she pulled up the covers onto both of them, partially obscuring her view of Anna's body.

"Anna?" she said.

Anna turned her head to face her. "Yeah?" she asked.

"How…do you feel?"

Anna smiled. She turned her body as well, once again presenting it all for Elsa to see. "I feel…happy. Content, like all the stress in my body just vanished, just like that."

Elsa smiled warmly. "It's a wonderful feeling, isn't it?"

Anna quirked her mouth into a smirk. "Well, not the most wonderful feeling I've experienced in the last…thirty seconds or so."

"Was it…as good as you hoped?" Elsa asked, turning her body to face Anna's as well.

"Absolutely," Anna said, her smile broadening. "How about for you?"

Elsa stuck a hand out. Anna took it. "It was everything I could've asked for," she said, voice trembling. She felt a tear fall from the corner of her eye and trickle sideways across her face.

Anna looked concerned. "Are you okay?" she asked quickly. "Something wrong?"

"No, nothing's wrong," Elsa said, shaking her head. "It's just…" Another tear appeared. "I don't think I've ever been this happy in my entire life."

Anna found her own eyes welling up. She and Elsa moved closer together, the space between them unbearable.

They embraced beneath the blankets, Elsa squeezing Anna so tightly she feared she might crack a rib. Their arms and legs wrapped around each other, every inch of their bodies in contact from head to toe. Their tears of joy fell together and mixed, becoming indistinguishable with one another. Elsa pressed her forehead to Anna's, preparing to kiss her again but for now simply relishing Anna's hot breath on her face.

It was a long night, but in the best possible way.