Drink It All In
…o0o…
Jack huffed, his pants coming out larger now, his fists digging into the sheets behind him, just waiting for the torture that was Elsa was amusedly giving him.
"One, two, three, four, five," she moved her plastic piece along the board until finally stopping on one of his properties.
Turning her doe like gaze onto him, it was extremely hard to resist her when her hand was already situated incredibly high on his thigh. It was one of the many tactics that she had employed as soon as the game had started, knowing how much he was under her control.
"No, I need your rent now," Jack tried to assert some dominance into his tone but knew he failed when there was a noticeable crack in voice as Elsa's thumb pushed on the inner seam of his pyjama bottoms, dangerously close to where he really wanted her.
It had been a couple of weeks since the "Time By The Lake" and the couple were only just beginning. You would have thought that after the show of obvious sexual frustration that now they had resolved everything that Elsa would be all over him.
However, it was mostly failure on his part because it seemed the older woman had suddenly developed a bad case of crippling shyness around him. Not that he was complaining because when she blushed it just highlighted her cheeks in an obvious sign of awkwardness that would only increase as he would lean in to brush his own lips against the hot skin.
But when she wasn't shy, like then for instance…well, it made him want to wish that she wouldn't tease and not follow up.
And in his opinion, she wasn't exactly playing Monopoly fair.
They both were pretty even in terms of the game. Both had the same number of expensive properties to the number of the little cheaper ones. However they both had only a couple of sets of colours meaning that they couldn't fully capitalise on this fact.
Then there was also the case on Jack's weak resolve where Elsa would land on his property and instead of paying would just lay a hand on his leg and begin to rub, knowing full well what she was doing, leaning forward so her baggy t-shirt would offer a glimpse of a pink bra.
Jack knew that soon he would actually have to get her to pay up but she promised to always pay on the next round.
It was going to be a lost cause at this point in the game if he didn't buck up and put his foot down.
The thumb was still circling and raising higher. It didn't really help that it would have been so easy to shove the board off his bed and capture her mouth eagerly, his tongue demanding entrance as his hands caressed her globes…
"Jack," Elsa whined, her hand getting more seductive with each pass of her thumb, her body leaning even further forward to show the lacy bra that had been hinted at in previous rounds.
She had done this move so many times in the past hour, he didn't know why he kept falling for it because she was slowly draining him away from the amount of rent that she managed to weasel her way out of.
His breath hitched as she actually upped her game and moved forward so that their sides were pressed together, forming a seam.
He was so close to breaking and she didn't even know it.
Well, he reconsidered, she must know from the sight of the bulge that was slowly growing.
"Jack," she breathed out this time, Elsa's moist breath dampening the shell of his ear.
Fuck it.
He shoved the board away and all the pieces clattered to his floor as he rolled on top of a surprised Elsa, hands grabbing at her shoulders to pin them there, a leg slid in between hers and pressed on the apex of her thighs forcing a whimper out.
Her wide eyes looked up at him dazed, her pouty mouth falling open, knowing what was coming next despite her cluelessness on her face.
Ducking his head to the crook of her neck, Jack gave a shallow pump of his hips, demonstrating and reminding her of what she caused.
"I believe you have an incredible debt that you have built up Miss Snow," he paused as he was distracted by the skin in front of his eyes which he leant into suck. The pure white skin. All unblemished, waiting to be marked. "And I'm afraid that I'm giving you your final notice."
Elsa arched her hips in retaliation causing a flash of heat to run through his veins in arousal. Jack brought one of his hands to a hip, securing it to the bedspread, knowing if she did anymore, he would be lost.
She moaned in response, the sound as lusty as any whore, forcing a ferocious blush to begin on his ears.
"But sir," she whispered into his ear, forcing a shiver down his spine, "I have a family to feed and I almost don't have enough money to pay you."
Jack's mouth curved into a smirk at this little pretend role play.
"I'm sure that you can mortgage a few of your very pretty properties," his teeth biting punishingly down on the fleshy bit before you reach the ear revelling in the breathless gasp that pushed her chest further against his. "And I'm afraid to say that you aren't going anywhere until your debt is paid."
Elsa whimpered at his predatory tone before both of her hands which previously had unwittingly clutched at his jumper had roamed south until they landed on his bottom in a firm hold, bringing him tighter to their locked form.
"But even then, I won't be able to pay you back," she pleaded in a falsely sweet persona that almost hid her plotting personality beneath it all.
Jack grinded into her again, his erection pulsing now at the sound of her very voice and maybe even just from the possibility that they would finally get around fourth base without being caught out. She gasped again her hold on his butt tightening, her breath coming out in desperate pants in his ear.
Unknowing of her appeal, Elsa made the fatal mistake of letting her teeth catch on the sensitive skin of his ear as his head had bent unwittingly closer.
Grunting, Jack grinded his teeth on her skin causing her to cry out as his tongue went to soothe the hurt before his remaining hand went to secure her hair away from his face so he could have unimpeded access to her neck.
"Well," Jack continued as if they hadn't gone on a tangent from the Monopoly game. "I'm sure there are some ways in which you can pay me. It is a hard position that you have put me in." His hips dug harder knowing that he was going to push on a sweet spot and he didn't fail as Elsa's nails bit in through the thin material of his pyjamas couple with a whimper.
The euphemism wasn't lost on Elsa and from the ways things had heated up before, he thought that this was the beginning of the end.
But when Elsa moaned into his ear: "I'm sure that you will be very satisfied with the new agreement," her hips arching desperately despite the restraining hand, Jack lost it.
"Challenge accepted."
Finally, releasing her hip, it wasn't what Elsa thought it would be as his cold hands immediately pressed in on her clothes stomach before weaselling their way under the fabric, each digit acutely pressed to her sensitive skin, splaying out into little stars as he applied pressure.
Arching her back, Jack felt Elsa's breasts rubbing against him and his frozen fingers reaching up to cup her mounds through the fabric of her bra.
Her breath heaved out of her chest pushing against his lips before he caught them in his. It was wet, frenzied, completely the opposite from his hands which were slowly caressing, while at his elbows most of her t-shirt was bunched. And he was trying to get the fabric higher still to give himself unlimited access.
Jack felt the heat of her crotch pushing against the thin cotton of his pyjamas and he couldn't restrain the hand that decided to come between the grinding of their bodies, his finger already poised to rub and the soaking hardened nub where his own dick had been pushing against in their frenzied humps.
Lowering his face, he couldn't believe that he was already going to her breasts. He usually had more finesse than this, yet with her, he couldn't stop.
Elsa's top now caught in her armpits before she raised her arms above her head as a way to let him explore without hindrance and Jack, realising the futility in holding her writhing hips, moved them to cup her waist, tracing along the seams of her bra.
Fumbling his hand behind her back, he growled in irritation before yanking on the small of her back and into his lap so his mouth which had been licking on her collarbone, could continue to do so at a reasonable height while his hand was busy twisting the clasp off of the bra one handed.
Elsa almost pulled away, yet when she felt the cold air hit her nipples only to be enveloped by his hot mouth, well… she ceased to care as she cried out, her hands blindly seeking to grip Jack's head of white hair.
The slight pain as a few strands were removed from his scalp only just pushed him to push the usually unflappable Elsa Snow into the same turmoil that he went into whenever she was ever near him.
His tongue roamed of its own accord, the tip just flicking it while he sucked more flesh into his mouth, his hands bracketing his prize. To the left of his head, it was an unconscious movement to press his palm into the hardened nipple, knowing he was just under the skill of making the nipple pinch a comfortable experience.
Instead, he opted to push it towards his mouth that had just finished with the right nipple and Elsa gave an adorable sigh like relief yet want. Feeling the way she was arching into his mouth, he knew it was a mixture of the two; she was always over eager and probably deduced that now he was moving away from her breasts that he would be moving lower soon.
Wriggling on top of him, Elsa wouldn't hold still, her breasts kept moving tantalisingly in Jack's face, distracting him from his ultimate goal.
Deciding that the firm hand that he thought of earlier was needed, one hand that was still placed on a breast moved to her nape to guide her towards his neck, his own face turned to the side so he couldn't be diverted from his destination.
His other hand, without his permission, guided only by numb thrumming of his blood beneath his skin that was flooding into his ears blocking everything out, went down to Elsa's derriere, unintentionally seeking the soft flesh.
Hearing a breathy pant followed by a whimper, Jack had to retract his former statement. He could hear.
He could hear oh, so well.
The only thing that was being registered by the ear drum to his left was Elsa who had obediently pressed her face desperately against his skin whose soft voice was busy praying to him.
"Please, please, please, more, I-I need more, Jack," her final moan was the last straw.
Firming his hand on her bottom, Jack pushed her off his thighs and onto the mattress, cradling her into the sheets, splaying her out on top, providing the dark blue against the pale hue of her skin.
He paused to view the woman who was currently writhing beneath him. An older woman at that.
But the bit he was focussing on was the little flutter in his chest that gave a little when the eyelids that had previously covered Elsa's irises from him, snapped open exposing pools that Jack couldn't help but fall into as he just breathed in, smelling in her soap, her arousal.
He reiterated the fact that he was doing this by pulling the elastic away from her skin, letting it pull slowly, ever so slowly, further down her smooth toned legs.
And Elsa just watched him the entire time.
The flush in his ears worsened under her gaze and Jack could have sworn that his erection bobbed painfully with the realisation that he would finally being consummating his childhood crush that he used to believe was unattainable.
But no more.
Picking up one foot, Jack pressed a kiss to the ankle bone, allowing his lips to caress the thin skin, revel in the shiver that shimmered down from the body further up the bed down to the appendage and beneath his hand, her felt Elsa's toes curl up delightedly.
He knew not to push further with feet. He knew that she hated them, although Jack couldn't understand why. Her feet were the kind queens envied.
But Jack then remembered where he was and decided that there were better things that he could be doing right then.
Crawling up the bed, Jack lay his mark on her body, ensuring that she couldn't forget him should she think that she could get away from him. When he reached the inner thighs, he slowed down considerably, loving the feeling of Elsa's fingertips trying to reach for his hair and only getting the very tips, and failing to hold him closer to where he could literally see her oozing.
Jack felt another flush covering his cheeks, a late embarrassment the fact that he wasn't as experienced as most men that Elsa had probably been with.
However, when he ran his tongue up her slit tentatively, his worries were blown away by the cry that seemed to be ripped from Elsa's very soul. From the way, her hands couldn't decide to clench in the fabric that they were lying on, or grip in his hair or just even continue to flip between both.
Returning to the job in hand, he looped his hands under her thighs, placing them on his shoulders so his hands could go to her back. His fingers pushed her up, leveraging her towards his mouth so his tongue to lick along her again.
Elsa's hands darted between his hair and the nape of his neck, unsure which way would keep him there longer as her thighs tensed in pleasure around Jack's neck.
Her throaty moan pushed him to try again and this time he lingered by her clit, his tongue just thrusting against it lightly, forcing the woman to tense again and from the breathier pants, the gulps of air she was trying force into her lungs when Jack finally dipped into her, letting his tongue roam without a guide. The louder whimper told him she was close.
"God, Jack," she sighed as he kept his ministrations going, his whole mouth pleasuring her, alternating between kissing, breathing or licking her out. It was all a delicious mix that could only end in trouble for the woman as her cries got louder and louder and lou-
"JACK!" she climaxed, her thighs tightening with a punishing grip.
Collapsing back, Jack just began to prowl forward when there came a desperate knock before the door began to open.
Together they looked at each other panicked before Elsa, with no gentleness shoved Jack off of the bed to hide his hard problem while she tried to pull her baggy t-shirt down as far as it would go and hope that no one would look too closely at her crotch.
Elsa's mother and father charged into the room, their faces just as panicked as Jack's and Elsa's were literally milliseconds beforehand.
"What is it?" Elsa asked with all the calm she could muster that was still slightly breathy.
Her parents looked dumbfounded as they looked on the scene where Jack was picking up all the monopoly pieces on the other side of the bed which allowed his back to still be to them, hidden mostly by the large bed.
"Oh, were you worried by my scream?" Elsa tried to flippantly toss her head which looked a bit ruffled. "You needn't be worried, that was Jack being a sore loser."
There was a snort from Jack that sounded suspiciously like "we'll see whose sore later".
The elder Snows just frowned at each other before shrugging.
"Well, I suppose if everything is okay…" Elsa's mother trailed off hesitantly.
"Yep!" Elsa chirped quickly.
So quickly that Jack almost wanted to face plant his palm. She obviously hadn't really ever lied to her parents. This whole sneaking around until the company was fully in Elsa's hands was going to suck a little. It would be over before it had begun.
"Well, you guys have fun," Elsa's father pushed in before guiding his wife out of the door and with a wink straight at Jack, shut the door with a snick.
Jack's face flamed. Did…did Elsa's father just wink at him? Looking to Elsa, he groaned.
There for both of his girlfriend's parents to see, her lacy pink knickers for everyone to behold.
Smacking his face, he gave up the pretence on picking up the pieces and just climbed back onto the bed but not for sex. No, he had been majorly cock blocked and then promptly drowned in ice water.
Elsa just didn't do anything other than cover her face in her hands.
"Well," Jack started before stopping with a thought.
Was there anything to say when two people get caught getting hot and heavy by their parents? Probably not.
However, his eyes were drawn to the apex of Elsa's thighs where she had unintentionally relaxed them, exposing herself for Jack's viewing pleasure.
And what he said about being doused in cold ice water? Well, he stood corrected as his eyes dilated, the taste of her still remaining on his tongue.
Shuffling closer, Jack let his hand rest on her mound, his finger already going down, to slide around in her wet heat much to the pleasure of his fingers that were getting warmed up from her.
"Jack!" Elsa hissed, trying to hide her arousal from him despite her glazed eyes and pathetic pushes of his hand. "My parents could obviously hear us!"
Jack sealed his mouth over hers, quieting any other complaints, sucking her tongue into his mouth, stroking her mouth upstairs and down.
Slipping a finger in shallowly, just rubbing the bone at her entrance, Elsa gripped his forearm before reaching between them too and stroked him through the thin pyjama bottoms, feeling his erection begin to grow again.
Releasing a ragged breath, Jack covered her body with his again, this time taking the time to pull the t-shirt up and over her head, along with his own.
He pressed his naked chest against hers before pulling away, wrapping his hand around the wooden headboard above her head. This meant that he loomed and his chest would only just brush hers, tantalising her nipples, pushing for her to touch him too.
Feeling, hands push up around his waist to pull him down flush with her, he smirked. The only thing separating them now would be his bottoms which Elsa was promptly getting rid of with her feet with some agile dexterity.
Finally, so close to being one and Jack was already panting with exertion, unable to push his hips past that final barrier, where he would be laid out raw and unsure what he would do if Elsa would reject him then.
Kissing a line on her throat to delay time, he was reassured by the heels digging into his buttocks and pulling his head away from the column of her neck, staring at her flushed cheeks, her pouty, roughened lips.
"I want you," three simple words and they worked far better than any whispered words of love.
Manning up, Jack thrust his hips forward pistoning Elsa further and further up the bed until she grabbed hold of the wooden head board too for support.
Her hand so close, yet so far next to his, but Jack, with sweat beading on his skin as he panted, basked in the glory of her wet heat that was slowly milking him, making his vision hazy as he pushed past it, trying to remember he wanted this to be as memorable as possible so Elsa couldn't have second thoughts.
Despite his shaky arms, Jack managed to wrench on hand from the head board and move it silkily down Elsa's body which was becoming as slick as his, yet not as much as her lower lips which were dripping and making a sound so lewd that it pushed his passion higher.
"Oh Elsa," he pants, digging his face into her neck, searching for some point to stop himself from coming too quickly, wanting to get her so pleasured that she wouldn't be able to say no, let alone think of saying no. Ever. Again. "Elsa, oh my god, come for me. Please, I don't think I can take much more," his hand slid between their bodies and before his frenzied hips reached the climax, his finger dug into her clit, "come for me."
The order wrenched an increasing cry that Jack swallowed, his remaining hand on the head board being removed to tuck into the hair and the nape of her neck, holding her still as Jack pushed faster and faster despite that Elsa's clenching around him that was almost sending him over.
Panting, Jack held onto her shoulder with his pearly white teeth and as he felt a tingling spreading down his spine that was only increased by his girlfriend's nails digging into his back as his finger continued to circle her sensitive clit which was forcing her again to another orgasm.
"Please, no more, I can't," she gasped before arching her back up, pushing her head hard into the pillow behind her as she let out a hoarse gasp and it was the catalyst for Jack as he finally let go.
Grunting loudly, Jack tried to smother his cries with Elsa's pretty, perfect mouth, his tongue seeking solace in her wet cavern that reminded him so much of when he went down on her as explosions began behind his eyes.
Finishing his weak pumps, he rolled off of her and onto his side where he was already wishing for her warmth on his sweat slicked body. Like she could hear what he was thinking, Elsa rolled so she was on top of him almost as she curled her body around his body, her leg going between his and her arms around his waist.
Staring at the ceiling, the only thing both of them could hear was their panting of their breaths.
Finally, Jack decided to break the ice.
"Well, now I can see why you would want to play Monopoly," he said blandly despite the crooked grin he had spreading across his face.
Elsa giggled but rubbed her cheek tiredly against his bare chest.
"What about my debt?" she asked coyly, a finger tracing around his navel. "Have I sufficiently compensated you?"
Jack laughed, turning on his side, a strong forearm tightening around her waist keeping their noses only centimetres apart.
"I think, that your compensation was very," he paused before lowering his voice to a purr, "compensating."
Elsa snickered, batting him away as she rolled off the bed, heading towards her ensuite.
"What about showers? Or more specifically me in a shower?" Elsa turned in the doorway, her body leaning against the door jamb, covering most of her assets yet pressing her breasts together to provide a very tantalising image of cleavage.
Jack propped his head up with an arm, giving a lazy grin.
"I think that should be my reward for passing Go," he rolled off the bed with a languid grace of a very pleased jungle cat.
"Well, I'm an avid supporter of positive reinforcement," her smile allowing her teeth to poke out onto her lower lip as she began taking steps back further into the bathroom, tempting him to follow.
Switching on the shower behind her, Elsa kept her eyes on Jack who now loomed in the doorway and her breath caught.
She didn't know what she had done in a past life to deserve this man, but she must have been Mother Teresa for all she knew as she looked hungrily on his from.
The time where she had glimpsed at his abs in the mechanics didn't do him justice, nor his arms frankly.
Everything was pulsing with muscle. His legs were at that perfect stage between toned and lazy. His hips stuck out, proving he had v-lines of the most delicious proportions where it led to the abs of steel where Elsa could have sworn were a finger deep in the shadows. Then there was the most erotic thing about him.
While he was a man about to go into business with his father, that he would be cold and unfeeling towards the customers, they wouldn't know about a piece of jewellery, specifically on his nipple that would truly show his mercurial nature.
His nipple ring.
She was so distracted by the metal, glinting in the bathroom light, that she missed the time between where he had stalked over to where she was and had positioned their naked bodies seamlessly with his hand on her arse.
She jumped before leaning her head back to receive a tender kiss which sparked her desire low in her stomach. Cupping his shoulders, Elsa tried to attempt to pull herself impossibly closer to his hot body both figuratively and literally yet short of wrapping her legs around his waist, she didn't think it was possible.
Considering he needed time to get back in the game, Elsa decided to backtrack into the large shower cubicle, tugging Jack along with her who just gave her a heated look before darting in to lay siege on her mouth again.
She moaned into the kiss as his tongue came to play, equally as hot as the water which was pounding on her back.
"I don't know how I got so lucky," Jack murmured thinking that she couldn't hear him, but unbeknownst to him, there was little part of her that melted inside at the words.
So with a hand, she brought him back down to her height, peeking on the tips of her toes and kissed him slowly, her fingers weaving into his slowly dampening hair.
Then with a reluctant hesitance, Elsa pushed herself up to his ear and whispered:
"I love you."
He said nothing other than tightening his hands on her arse and waist before trying to bind her closer to him. While he said nothing, she knew that he loved her, because he said so only two weeks ago.
But she knew that he wouldn't stop right then just because she said it to him. Instead, she thought that it aroused him further, considering the lump that was beginning to harden next to her thigh.
Sighing with relief, Elsa tucked her head into his neck, allowing wave after wave of pleasure be sent through the entire shower time with their fingers and mouths she couldn't contain her bliss at finally having someone to attend to her needs, to look after her as she would look after him.
Pulling Jack's head down, she sealed their future with her hot lips and prayed that their time together would never end.
…o0o…
Can't believe the epilogue is nigh!
And also just saying, this is probably my longest piece of smut writing in one chapter. That is hard to believe that I wanted you guys to get the high note that you wanted. Not that there is not going to be smut in the next chapter, just that there will be the conclusion/epilogue :3
Just been thinking of some ideas for the next Jack and Elsa and I was wondering what you guys thought on a zombie apocalypse?
Summary: Former famous crack whore ballet dancer, Elsa is roaming the land of Arandelle with her younger sister, unknowing of what she is searching for. But an asshole? No, she could have lived without meeting Jack Frost. But when everyone eventually pairs up in this new dangerous world, surely she could be allowed a little bit of fun…right?
Probably would be about 25 chapters where the smut would begin about chapter 7.