A/N: This is a continuation of chapter 38 where Belle and Elsa is together. NSFW. Kinda requested by mpstiango, but also kinda wanted to write it. There will be a few more chapters of belsa smut, so watch out for that and be warned. :)

Warning: Spanking and obviously, Belsa.

Chapter 4: Acquainted

"On. Your. Knees. Elsa Snow."

I got on my knees, hands slowly sliding up her legs, fingers tingling with greed. I wanted her—all of her. She grinned darkly as our cold, blank eyes met—lust and desire quickly filling me up. I kissed her ankle and immediately, she grabbed my hair, tilting my head up. I groaned, breathing heavy and she bent down, looking at me square in the eyes.

For some reason, I was shaking, not because of fear, but because god, I wanted to feel this rush.

Looking down to her lips, I licked mine. "Belle…"

"Who the hell told you that you can touch me with your damn lips, hm?" she whispered against my heated air. I gulped, her words repeating in my mind. She turned my head and I was staring directly into her eyes, getting completely lost into it.

Grinning, I bit my lip. "When did you become so… well, like this?" I grabbed her wrist, quickly pulling it off me. I kissed her fingers, letting my tongue swirl around her smooth skin. Strands of hair fell out and I could not help but laugh. "A bit… too aggressive from what I had in mind, don't you think?"

She scoffed in silence. "No, babe… you just don't remember how hard you made me—"

"Belle."

My brunette grabbed my chin and tilted my head up. Oh she was so close, her breath warming up my ear. I stared at her eyes, blank and dark filled with lust. "You just don't remember how hard you made me fuck you."

Somehow, I did not have enough strength to care. I swallowed, my fingers gliding up her legs with such gently delicacy. I wanted to beg. Ah, like good old times, right?

Biting my lips, I watched her the corner of her lips perk up into a smile. My hands were on her thigh, shivering with desperate want.

"What do you want?" she whispered, tilting her head, her lips gently brushing against mine. I opened my mouth, eyelids slowly closing.

"You…"

"Me…?"

"Please," I pleaded.

She tilted her head, giggling softly. "Please… who?"

This was insane, yet… it was so familiar—her voice, her touch, the way her eyes gleamed darkly—so, so familiar.

I looked down to her lips, wanting to ravish and bite that little flesh. Oh, but she was going to give me a hard time. "Please, ma'am…" She hummed with delight, agonizingly slowly, leaning into my lips. I groaned, relaxing into her touch, her tongue filling me with such dominance and love. And god, I missed her sweet, sweet fragrance too much.

As if she knew, I wanted more, she quickly pulled herself away, leaving me whimpering in confusion. "You want more, girl?" She ran her fingers through my hair. "Do you, baby girl?"

My mind was empty from any lustful thoughts, filling itself with the view of what was between her legs. I licked my dried lips.

Suddenly she grabbed my hair, tugging my head up. Breathing heavy, reality was slowly coming back to me.

"Answer me," she demanded.

"Yes, ma'am… I want more…"

Slowly she spread her legs apart, running her fingers through my hair. I looked up to her eyes, pleading through mine but I knew, she'd let me have all of her.

"Pleasure me."

Eyes slowly trailed down to her panties. She was soaked and I wasted no time, ripping the little cloth down her legs. She grinned, watching me kissing my way towards her folds. It was getting hot, but I couldn't care less. Greedily, I slid my hands up her thighs and to her rear. She shuddered but oh, I couldn't help but grin against her warm milky skin.

"Elsa…"

I looked up, softly biting her inner thigh. "…Yes?" I breathed, slowly nearing her wetness. "What it is, ma'am?"

She glared at me, her eyes suddenly growing cold. I knew I was making a mistake, but god, I wanted to see how she'd react. "Don't fucking tease me." Hm. "Strip."

I blinked, letting her force my head away from her legs. "W-What?"

She closed them, immediately. Getting off my desk, she started unbuttoning my shirt quickly and tossed it to my chair. "I said, strip."

What was she doing? She was never like this—or so I thought.

Slowly, I took my pants off, leaving me only in my panties and heels. And like her good girl… like always, I was still on my knees, staring blankly on my desk. She circled around me, fingers softly gliding across my back and around my shoulders. I shuddered, closing my eyes.

"You're… too used being with her."

I hitched my breath, feeling her breathing behind my ear. I felt my bra lazily sliding off my arms. She sat on my seat, gliding her fingers down from the nape of my neck to my back. I had to stiffen a moan, arching my back from the sensitive sensation.

"What do you I think I should do so that you're… still mine, hm?"

Shutting my eyes, I didn't know how I should answer her. She didn't expect me to anyway.

"Should I make you bend over on the desk?"

I rounded my fingers into a tight fist, nails marking my palm. "Please—"

"Bend over. Now."

"Belle—"

She tugged my hair, tilting my head back and her lips were on my ear. "Don't make me repeat myself."

Slowly I got up and laid upper body on my desk, breasts pressed against the glass. I didn't look at her—I knew her ways of fucking me, and turning to her without permission was something I could not do.

"Belle… please…"

"What… should I do to you, hm?" she giggled, gliding her index finger down my pale back, lips pressed against my scar. I closed my eyes, swallowing as I felt her hand against my rear, pulling my panties down. "Babe, do you want to answer me?"

I shuddered, feeling her fingers gliding up and down my thighs—softly pressed against my clit and I groaned, shutting my eyes tight.

"So, is that a no?" she whispered, biting my ear, circling her finger on my clit. "Fine… But just one question… why did you choose to ignore what I said?"

I opened my eyes, looking at her.

Smack.

Gasping, I jerked away, bringing my head down to my arm.

"Don't look at me like that, you're well aware of what you did to yourself and that girl. Answer me." Softly, she caressed my butt cheek—there probably was a red marking on it.

"P-Please—"

Smack.

"F-Fuck…"

"Wrong answer, Elsa."

I gritted my teeth, putting my fingers in my hair and gripped onto them for dear life. Fine, be this way then.

She leaned against my back, feeling her breasts against my warmth. "Tell me…" she whispered. "Tell me, or you won't get that pleasure…"

"I…" I slowed down my breathing. "I was too blind… Because she was just right there… I didn't think."

"Hm…" She grabbed my jaw, tilting my head up. I shuddered, feeling her tongue sliding up my ear. "You should've listened, or else she wouldn't have felt—"

"You… You knew how she'd react when you came—"

"I did." She kissed my neck and I sighed, tilting my neck. God, I wanted her. "But you still want me, don't you?"

I couldn't deny it.

"Yes…"

Slowly, she brought her fingers down to my clit, grinning with such tenderness—I could not figure if she was faking it or not. Still, I needed that love and that grin. I gasped, gripping onto the desk as she massaged my clit roughly. Instinctively, I thrusted my hip along with her rhythm, looking back at her.

"God…" I moaned, feeling her hand wrapped around my breast, squeezing tightly.

So cold…

"You're mine."

I looked at her lips, saying those two words. "All mine, got it?"

"Yes…" I groaned, pressing my head against my desk, letting her force my legs open. "Oh, babe… Ah…"

"That's right, moan for me. Only moan for me."

"Oh Belle… Ah… hgnn…"

She grinned, kissing my shoulder, running her tongue softly on my neck. God, I closed my eyes, feeling her fingers hooked against my walls, teasing me—torturing me. I was going to burst from pleasure, listening to her dirty words fill my ears and her touch caressing my body. And I'd given her all of me… moaned for her this easily—I felt weak.

"All. Mine," she growled and landed another smack on my rear. I gasped for air, moaning loudly for her. I gripped onto my desk, feeling her fuck me. I was in tears, fighting the pleasure, yet wanting to give myself up to her.

"Fuck… Hm…" I turned my head to her, eyes looking at her in desperation. My heart was racing, breathing ragged, but I couldn't hold back. "O-Oh, Belle…" I pressed my head against the table.

She smiled, lips pressed to my neck and she bit, claiming me as her own. And I was.

"Don't hold back, babe…"

"Ah… F-Fuck…" I threw my head back, grabbing her arm tightly. "Belle… Gods!" With her whispering soft, sweet nothings to me, I moaned her name, my body tensing up and burst into the pleasure I'd always wanted.

"There you go, baby girl… there you go…" Slowly, she pulled her fingers out, kissing my neck. I laid there, body limped from her doing. I was sweating and she brushed my fringes away from my eyes, fingers caressing my back. I stared at her, blue eyes darkening into lust, slowly fading out and overwhelmed by my beautiful high.

"Snowflake…"

I cringed. "Don't call me that."

"Baby girl… how are you feeling?" Softly, she wrapped her arms around my waists and pulled me up. She sat down on my chair, sitting me down on her lap. I leaned against her chest, watching her take my heels off. I looked into her eyes, filled with gentleness—I'd never seen her this way before.

She grinned, caressing my ass. "Did it hurt? How do you feel?"

I looked down, bringing my legs towards my body. My eyelids were getting heavy. Oh she was warm, and beautiful like the sun. I felt good, listening to her heart beating slowly unlike mine. I stared blankly at her chest, kissing the top of it. She hummed, delightfully.

"I'm exhausted," I whispered against her.

"Well then, would you like to sleep?"

I picked my eyes up to hers. "You were never this rough to me—"

"No, I was. You probably forgot, Elsa. It was two years ago, anyway."

I nodded, taking a deep breath. I closed my eyes, feeling her wrap her arms around my body and for a while we stayed like this. I was being picked up in her arms, putting me on the couch. I held her hand.

"Yes, babe?"

Opening my eyes, I saw her hovering above me, running her fingers through my hair. "Stay."

Belle chuckled, slowly laying beside me. Oh I was eager to press my body against hers, arms around her waists, my head between her breasts. I did just that and immediately, I fell asleep in her arms.

"I'll always stay, baby girl."