So I decided to change this into a series of one shot. If you guys want to give me prompts, feel free to write them in the review and I will PM you about it. :)

This one is the night right after Anna's interview with Elsa. NSFW

She developed into a beautiful young woman. The way she looked at me, teal eyes sparkling with wonder when we talked, it was too beautiful. The way she talked, stuttered, it was way too familiar.

I couldn't keep my mind off of her. Even Belle was not the most helpful.

Documents and folders lined up across my desk and my phone was vibrating intensely with notifications. I grumbled, rubbing the bridge of my nose and my body tensed with tiredness.

It was nearly midnight and Miss Smith was keeping me awake when I should've been asleep an hour ago. The thought of her gave me a mixture of emotions, but most of all, I was glad to see her up and running with such grace and energy.

Leaning back, I looked up at the ceiling and all I could see was the blurred reflection of myself on the marble surface. My imagination wandered and I imagined her being next to me, hand coming up to my shoulder. I looked to my right. Nobody was beside me. My heart leaped out as if it was getting ready to burst within minutes.

I stared at the empty space next to me, wishing that she was beside me. A part of me wished for the opposite.

We grew and we changed more than we… Anyone would've thought. I was a completely stranger to myself.

But she was… She was something.

I swallowed, fingers fiddling with my tie that suffocated me. Looking at the time, my subconscious decided that it was getting late. I needed to go to sleep, partly hoping that sleep would get rid of her.

An hour later, I was laying down on bed with just a shirt on, eyes wide open surrounded by darkness. I couldn't sleep and it was as if Miss Smith was whispering to me, calling my name over and over again. I forced my eyes to close, an arm resting over them.

Elsa, Elsa, Elsa, Snowflake…

I closed my eyes, biting my lips.

My breathing was getting uncomfortably ragged as my body twisted and turned, rubbing my bare thighs together , a tingling feeling suddenly throbbing between my legs and I suppressed a low groan. No, this couldn't be happening. Not like this. Not with the thoughts of her. Trying to ignore it the sensation, I told myself to sleep, counting to however many numbers were needed.

Almost to 200 already and still, I was far from feeling a tiny bit drowsy. Whatever was going on down there, it was bothersome, hurting me. Anna Smith was bothersome, but my heart beat loudly for her. I held my breath, letting my fingers slowly trailed down my thighs-

Wet.

I sighed, letting my arms fall to my sides and I looked up to the ceiling.

"This is stupid…" I whispered. But it'd been so long and I didn't know how long it'd been since I had done something so intimate to myself. For my own pleasure. Many times when I was with those girls, I wouldn't let them finish me, I'd just leave myself be. Just being with them was comforting. Just having them hug me, letting them steal kisses away from me was lightening.

The throbbing grew.

But this… I needed it.

I closed my eyes, holding my breath and slowly, I let my fingers glide down below my abdomen with care. Patches of hair between my legs was below my fingertips, mixed with a slight moisture and heat. I suppressed a sigh, turning my head to the side. I engulfed the heated flush of my cheeks on the soft, cool fabric of my pillow.

It was hard to keep myself from relaxing, eyebrows scrunching as if what I was doing was a dirty sin. Gentle circles were drawn and I was being drown by the teasing feeling of my fingers running along between my pelvis. I held on to the blanket and whatever I could keep my fingers on and my body stretched to its max, needing as much pleasure and contact as possible. My skin felt like it was being set on fire as I continued to tease myself until I could no longer take it. "Hmm…" I hummed, unsatisfied and finally with a gasp, my fingers began to go lower, meeting a little bud of nerves and I pushed myself against my finger, thrusting slowly.

And I could hear her whispering my name again.

I tightened my grip on the blanket as I drew slow, gentle circles on my clit. My legs spread and I was squirming, back arching with desperation. I bit my lips, but I was already moaning against the thick cloth. "Ah… F-Fuck…" I swore, increasing the pace, pressing down against the hood. But this wasn't enough.

The sounds I was making made me feel dirty, and even dirtier when wet popping noises sounded from down below. But I couldn't care much now.

I let go of the blanket and quickly with care, I plunged a middle finger inside of me. I gasped. "Oh Gods!" I pressed my face against my pillow, letting my mind wander.

And as it wandered, she was between my legs, watching me squirm below her with such vulnerability. Her tongue was in me, finger pleasing my clit. She watched me tense up, blue eyes watching her teal eyes.

The walls in me were tight and I could barely move inside, fingers curling against it. My face was wet from sweat, muscles tightening and I felt like my body was going to burst with pleasure. Sounds of groan and wet popping noise and the smell of sex and sweat filled the air and finally with my back arching in such an abnormal manner and a silent scream, I came. Tears rolled down from the corner of my eyes. My heart pounding loudly and I was lifted into heaven for a second.

With my high over, I just stared into empty space.

Ann Smith was gone, her whispers still echoing in my ears.

My fingers were slick from wetness and I laid there, my body melting to a puddle, my mind filled with nothing. I was tired and sleep was needed. But I just stared up to the reflection of me with my bare legs bent, arms above my head. And then there was Belle on top of me, holding me down, smiling at me, kissing me, biting me.

Shutting my eyes, I realized that my body was only for her. But I was free and she let me go with that freedom. And that freedom gave me the courage to meet Anna Smith. I owed her.

And before I knew it, I cried of relief like a child in need of care. Relief that she was okay. Relief that she was as bright as ever, clumsy as ever. Relief that she had a smile that big, eyes that would my heart up in an instant. Relief that she was right here.

I missed her.