A/N: Sorry for the delay. Life is a pain in the arse.
Elsa regarded herself critically in the full length mirror, and ran her fingers down the corset of the dress Anna had made for her.
Even though she didn't wear dresses much anymore – It didn't mean she didn't like wearing them; she just felt a little self-conscious in them – So she stuck with the never-out-of-style - jeans and T-shirts.
But this dress? This dress was perfect. Her sister hadn't even taken any measurements from her; so either she was a natural born seamstress – Or – She knew Elsa's body that well.
The stunning pale blue garment went all the way down to the floor – with a slit going up the right side - so she could show a little leg; and the bodice was comprised of an intricate pattern of beads and sequins.
Anna had put a lot of time into this; and it was probably going to get ruined by the end of the night with beer stains, and cigarette burns.
With one last look in the mirror, she hitched up the dress, so that the hem was above her ankles - and she padded barefoot out of the bedroom.
"Wait. So let me get this straight." She heard Anna's voice come from the kitchen, and she made her way to her sister. "Jake, cheated on Marley – With Eric?"
"Yeah!" Rapunzel replied with excitement.
"I knew he was into dudes!" Elsa rounded the corner to see her sister wearing nothing but a completely un-buttoned shirt, and waving a chef's knife around emphatically at the cell phone on the kitchen counter. "He spent way too much time staring at Hans' bulge during that production of Grease we did last Spring."
"Everyone stared at that bulge!" Their cousin chuckled. "It was like trying to ignore a train wreck – You don't want to look – But you can't help it."
"Zel!" Anna gasped in false shock. "Have you been checking out my ex-boyfriends package?"
"No!" Rapunzel giggled. "A little. But so did Eugene!"
"I don't think your boyfriend wanted me to know that." Anna said, putting the knife down; and Elsa took this opportunity to sneak up on her - Now that she no longer had anything sharp in her hand.
"He won't care that I told you!" Their cousin said dismissively.
"He's that comfortable with his sexuality, is he?" She asked; pressing herself against Anna's back, and putting her hands on the counter either side of the younger woman – Trapping her sister in place.
"Oh, hey Elsa!" She heard Rapunzel say with a wide smile. "And, yes – He's pretty comfortable."
"I always thought it was a tad obscene that he insisted on wearing such tight clothing." She said, and her sister began to laugh, but stopped abruptly when Elsa moved one hand from the surface to Anna's bare abdomen – and brushed her fingers up over soft skin – Until she finally reached a hard nipple.
She smiled when she heard a quiet moan; and Anna thrust herself back.
"Yeah!" The brunette agreed; and Elsa pinched at her sister's nipple, as she leaned in and kissed the younger woman's neck. "And he wears those honking, great belt buckles – The ones that draw attention to his crotch! Frankly, I'm glad you're shot of him, Anna. Not because of the belt thing though – that would be weird."
"Mmm. Me too." Anna's head lolled to the side, and Elsa ran her tongue up to her ear.
"So, I wasn't the only one who didn't like him?" She asked; and nibbled on Anna's lobe as she slid the hand from her sister's breast to her shoulder – And tugged at the shirt.
"Gosh, no! Sorry, Anna - But he is very douchey."
"No, no. You're totally right." Her sister was barely paying attention as Elsa pulled the shirt down over her arms; letting it fall to the floor – Which was where Anna's clothes usually ended up anyway - And it left her sister completely naked.
"So," The blonde began as she took a small step away and traced one finger along her sister's spine – Making the younger woman arch her back, and grasp the counter. "Do you know what time your flight is getting in on Thursday?"
"Yes! Give me a moment… I have the info here… somewhere."
She heard the phone being dropped down, and her cousin yell out 'Flynn!' Rapunzel was very inconsistent with her own boyfriends name.
Anna grabbed hold of Elsa's hand that was still leaning against the marble surface, and put a finger in her mouth and rolled her tongue around the digit.
That was new; she thought, as she continued to give her attention to the freckles on her sister's back – But it was definitely not unpleasant.
"Maybe you should hang up this time" She whispered. "It's going to be harder to stay quiet while you're on speakerphone." She smirked as she drew patterns over prominent shoulder blades.
Anna removed the finger from her mouth – Grazing it along her teeth as she did - And placed it on her clit. "Let me worry about that."
"As tempting as you are – I think I'm going to let you wait." She said as she removed her hand, and placing it on her sister's hip.
"That is so cruel." Anna huffed.
"We're going to give Rapunzel a complex if I keep letting you have your way with me, while you're still on the phone with her."
"It's been one time!"
"Everything starts somewhere." She smirked as she ran her fingers across her sister's tattoo, and back up to the nape of her neck.
"Then stop doing that." Anna moaned, when Elsa licked the shell of her ear with the tip of her tongue.
"Really? Hm; okay." She began to pull away, but her sister grabbed onto her hand, and pulled her back.
"Nope. No."
"You're so fickle." She laughed against Anna's bare skin, and was rewarded with a small shudder.
"I'm entitled to be."
"Is that so?" She asked; then kissed Anna's shoulder, and grazed her ribs with her fingers.
"Mmm."
"Six PM." They heard Rapunzel's voice from the speaker. "Is that okay?"
"Yeah." Elsa replied. "That's perfect, actually."
"Oh, good." Their cousin said with a smile. "So you guys are going to a party tonight? Anna said she made the costumes."
"She did. I'm wearing mine now."
"You are?" Her sister asked.
"How do you not know that? You're in the same room!" Rapunzel chuckled.
"I haven't let her look yet." Elsa answered. It wasn't a lie.
"Oh! Are you going to do a big reveal?"
"Something like that; yeah."
"I bet you look stunning. Anyway – I'll call you tomorrow, Anna – And good luck fixing the fire damage."
"Thanks! Speak to you later."
"What fire damage?" Elsa asked with a frown when her sister ended the call.
"Fucking Hell; you're the one who told her there was a fire. Remember? So I had to make shit up."
"Oh, yeah."
"You'd make a useless undercover agent." Anna said; reaching behind – And grabbing onto Elsa's ass. "Okay. I want to see you in this dress now. Back up; I wanna take it all in."
Elsa rolled her eyes as she took a few steps back – And then wondered briefly if she should pose. "You can look now."
She only managed to catch her sister's astonished look for a moment – Before her eyes wandered down to exposed breasts.
"Wow." Anna whispered.
"Yeah." She agreed; her hands itching to feel her sister's hard nipples. "Wait." She shook her head. "Are you really wow-ing the dress that you made?" She asked with a quirked brow.
"No." Anna took a deep breath as she closed the gap between them. "I'm wow-ing the Goddess inside the dress." She smiled; and wrapped her arms around the blonde's neck.
"Shut up." Elsa blushed; and leaned in for a kiss.
"You know you can't wear this; right?" Her sister informed her seriously.
"Why not?"
"Because no one will be able to keep their eyes off you – and I'd have to punch them all in the face."
Elsa snorted a laugh. "I think you're exaggerating; but – I was thinking it might be a bit too fancy for a frat party."
"I made the dress as a joke." Anna sucked at her teeth. "Ha, ha; Elsa the Ice Queen! Wearing a sparkly dress! Jokes on me though; I really hadn't considered how you'd look in the thing." Her sister's eyes roamed across her body, and growled with a smirk. "Just so we're clear - No one is ever allowed to see you wear that, except me."
"You are so demanding." Elsa grabbed onto Anna's hips; and guided her backwards towards the recliner in the living room.
"What are you doing?" Her sister licked her lips slowly, and then gave the blonde a wicked smile.
"You can't expect me to ignore how naked you are – And not do something about it." She raised her brow expectantly.
"No." Anna drawled as she walked backwards; trusting her sister to guide her. "I suppose not."
The redhead dropped down on the chair when she made contact with the leather, and immediately pulled at the lever next to her so that she reclined with the chair - And draped each leg over an armrest – Spreading herself wide.
Elsa let out a small steady breath as she hitched up her dress enough so that she could rest a knee between her sister's legs, and placed her right hand on the edge of the armrest, so she could steady herself – While her left hand slid slowly down her sister's chest, then over her deliciously toned abdomen – And finally coming to a stop at Anna's entrance.
"Sixteen." Her sister grinned.
"Are you really going to announce the tally every time we have sex today?"
"I've only done it the last five times."
"Once was enough."
"You're grouchy again." Anna chuckled.
"Mmm." She shook her head, and slowly pushed her three middle fingers inside the already drenched core. She watched intently as her sister's face changed from amused to aroused – And her breath hitch with a moan, as she slid her digits in as far as they could go, and then pulled them out again – Until only the tips of her fingers were left at the entrance.
Anna grabbed onto Elsa's arm that was resting near her leg - and squeezed as she penetrated her again; the blonde deliberately pressing against her sister's walls, that clenched around her at the touch. Anna arched her back as she closed her eyes, and her mouth fell open slightly as her breathing became more ragged, and she pushed against the hand.
Elsa wanted to kiss her - ravage her; but she also liked what she saw – And didn't want to ruin the perfect image of her sister so open in front of her.
Anna was beautiful like this. She was always beautiful; but when she was like this – Lost in the moment – Elsa couldn't help but get lost with her.
They had five days until Rapunzel arrived; five days left of living in their domestic bubble – Where they could explore each other wholly – And pretend that this wasn't wrong.
The problem was – It was getting harder and harder to tell herself that it was wrong. She had what she had been wanting for years - They both wanted it; so why fight it? Maybe they could make it work somehow; Anna believed they could – But then, her sister was always the optimist – It was one of her many endearing traits.
When Anna bucked against her with a whine - she increased her thrusts slightly – Twisting her fingers a little inside, and enjoying the warmth and wetness she felt.
She didn't want to rush it; but they always did – Just once she'd like to savour everything Anna had to offer.
Her sister opened her eyes, and there was a moment of annoyance before it was replaced with something softer as she gazed up at her - and Elsa could feel the arousal shoot through her body.
Anna ran her fingers down her sister's forearm, and tugged at her wrist – Leading her hand next to a mess of red hair spread out across the back of the chair; and this resulted in the two sisters being face to face with only an inch between them.
Elsa kept her steady rhythm as hot breath ghosted over her face; and she continued to watch her sister's eyes become darker.
They didn't do this; they didn't look at each other when they were like this - they were usually too caught up in their raw passion.
It suddenly made everything so much more intimate somehow. More… Romantic.
Anna bit her lip as she trailed her free hand to the back of Elsa's neck, and brushed along her nape – And then down to the mark she'd left earlier – The one that Elsa had tried to cover with make up. Her sister smiled up at her smugly as she traced the blemish for a second, and then moved her hand to the blonde's shoulder.
As a general rule, Elsa didn't like hickeys; she thought they were tacky. But as strange as it sounded - She liked that Anna was so proud of the one she'd given her.
Her sister writhed and moaned beneath her as she curled her fingers inside, and began to go faster; Anna clung onto her shoulder with a vice grip, and looked at her with pleading eyes.
Obviously – Today wasn't the day she was going to be able to take her time.
"Elsa; please. I can't-"
She cut Anna off with a kiss, and pushed in deeper, and harder - her sister's legs wrapped around her as her hips bucked - and the younger woman muttered obscenities against her lips as she pumped her fingers inside her with ever increasing speed.
"Oh fuck!" Anna croaked out.
It only took a few more penetrating plunges before her sister was arching her back, and yanking at her sister's thick blonde hair as she screamed her pleasure into Elsa's mouth; and then collapsed back onto the seat with a wide grin.
"What was that?" Anna asked after she caught her breath.
"I don't know." Elsa smiled. "I think I blame the dress." She said; and kissed her sister's freckled chest.
"Yeah." Her sister nodded. "Definitely not wearing that for anyone else. It's far too powerful to be unleashed into the world." She smirked up at her.
"I don't think it'll have the same effect on everyone else, as it does on you."
"I think it will – And I'm not going to let that happen."
"Okay." She said as she slowly extracted her fingers; eliciting a moan from Anna as she did. "So if I'm not wearing this - Then what am I wearing tonight?"
"I had a back up plan."
"Uh, why did you have a back up plan?"
"I didn't think you'd actually wear a dress!"
"Hey, just because I prefer comfort – Doesn't mean I don't enjoy feeling elegant every now and then." Elsa raised a brow at her sister. "So, what is this back up plan?"
"You as a forties mobster, and me as your Moll."
"Huh." Elsa let out a low chuckle; and her sister's eyes gleamed.
When they were kids – The two of them spent hours watching gangster movies; they'd raid their parent's wardrobe and dress up as they acted out the films that played on the TV. She was always the mobster, and her sister was his lady; she was fairly certain Anna only did it because she was doing it; but they always had fun. Their Mom hated it – But their father would secretly buy them little things to compliment the outfit.
A silly little handkerchief with her initials on; a plastic cigar; and one time he actually bought her a toy tommygun – With strict instructions to never tell their Mother.
They kept the secret for years; until one day she and Anna had a big fight, and her sister broke it right in front of her out of spite. Their Mom seemed to be more concerned with where the hell the toy gun had come from – Rather than what they'd been fighting about.
They both kept their mouth shut though.
But she didn't speak to her sister for days after.
"Will I have a gun?" She smirked as she lifted herself off the chair, and looked down at the dress to make sure it was okay after their tryst.
"Of course! Without a gun – You're just someone in a suit." Anna shifted forward and put her hands on her waist. "You'll probably look hot in that too." She smiled; and stood up. "Better bring my boxing gloves." She hummed.
"Try not to punch people tonight."
"Try is all I can do."
Elsa sighed as Anna pulled her down for a slow passionate kiss; only pulling away when the buzzer went.
Her sister looked at the clock and panicked "Crap! I'm not even dressed!" She yelled, "And I haven't done my hair!" And bolted towards the bedroom.
Elsa watched as her naked sister run off with a contented sigh before she let her friends in.
"Holy shit, Els!" Kristoff stared at her when she opened the door. "You look… Amazing!"
"Very beautiful." Olaf agreed as the two of them walked into the apartment. "Like a Queen."
"Thanks, Olaf." She grinned. "However, I won't be wearing it."
"What? Why not?" The blond frowned.
Because my sister will get jealous; and possibly go on a rampage.
Oooh, I hope it isn't a real gun she got me.
"We decided it was too fancy."
"What? Too fancy for a house full of drunk college students? That is just nonsense, Ice Queen." Kristoff gave her a smirk as he dumped a large bag on the coffee table, and it clinked.
"How much alcohol have you bought?" She asked.
"Four six pack's of low grade beer." Olaf answered as he took a seat on the floor. "One bottle of low grade vodka; and a bottle of brandy of unknown quality."
"Sounds amazing." She said sarcastically.
"It will be." The blond agreed. "So, what time will you two actually be ready?"
"I don't know. We've got hair, and make up to sort out."
"You've had all day!" He scrunched up his face in disbelief.
"We've been busy!" She huffed; and stormed off towards her bedroom – Ignoring her still naked sister – And picked up the costumes for her friends. "Here." She threw Kristoff's at him, and it hit him in the face.
"Ow." He grumbled.
"Sorry." She winced, and handed Olaf his snowman outfit.
The young man's face lit up like a Christmas tree. "Can I put it on now?" He asked.
"Sure. Use the spare room."
"This is fucking sweet." Kristoff grinned as he held his costume up.
"Told you she could do it."
"Yeah ya did. I am gonna look like a badass."
"That - Or a dude in a stupid bathrobe." She shrugged.
"Don't you dare try and ruin my dreams!"
"Sorry." She snorted.
"Get your ass in gear then." He pointed his thumb in the direction of her bedroom, and opened up one of the beers he brought. "We'd like to get there before everyone is totally wasted."
"Fine."
Hopefully – She and Anna could manage to get dressed without jumping on each other.
Although - That was unlikely.
Elsa didn't hate parties per say – She just wasn't comfortable around large groups of people. She'd been trying to get out of her habit of secluding herself away - And being in college away from her parents was helping – But she still ended up in a dark corner, watching all the merriment go on around her.
Luckily – She had some really anti-social friends who were more than happy to stay in the dark corner with her.
"I think Olaf is having the best time he's had in ages." Kristoff said as he plopped down on the couch next to her, and handed her a plastic cup.
"Yeah." She nodded. "He looks so happy."
The two of them looked on as Anna and Olaf danced in the middle of the room as if they didn't have a care in the world. It was quite an entertaining sight to see a snowman and a gangsters Moll dancing the robot together; and it helped that everyone was giving them a wide berth because Anna had become a tad aggressive whenever anyone had attempted to shove her dance partner.
"I think he's a little in love with your sister."
Aren't we all. "Not really that surprising. She makes friends easily; I think it's because she actually likes people."
"Yeah, I've heard those kinds of folks exist." Kristoff said, and took a swig of his drink. "I really don't understand them."
"No; me either. It's almost like they thrive in other people's company!"
"And that's just crazy."
"Mmm." She agreed with a smile, then took a sip of her drink; and shuddered at the taste. Beer really was disgusting; and yet this was her fourth one. "Our cousin's the same; she'll pretty much talk to anyone."
"This is the one coming to visit next week? Is she hot?" He wiggled his eyebrows.
"Yeah." Elsa shrugged. "But she has a boyfriend – And he's coming with her."
"Damn it!"
"Aw." She smirked, and patted his shoulder. "Maybe you should socialize more, if you want to find a lady friend."
"Okay. Firstly – We've already established that other people suck; I'd rather let the ladies come to me – Than me go to them."
"Well, you're going to be single a long fucking time with that attitude."
"And secondly." He emphasized; ignoring what she'd just said. "Who the hell says 'Lady friend'? Are you like, Ninety?"
"Yeah!" Elsa balled up her fist, and shook her hand in the air. "Kids these days - Don't know they're born! When I was a nipper, we didn't have none of these X rated boxes to play games on – We had cardboard boxes; and that was if we were lucky!"
"Oh my God!" Kristoff scrunched his face up at her. "Stop doing that! I have smoked way too much weed for that weird voice you're doing to be okay."
She glared at him for a moment, and then frowned. "I don't know why people don't like my voices. They're awesome."
"They're really not." Her friend laughed, and then froze suddenly. "Uhh; so don't be mad." He said as he stood up. "But, my sister might've been invited to the party – And, oh look here she is now." He stepped to the side and Elsa saw her ex-girlfriend standing in the doorway - Dressed as fucking Wonder Woman.
Tru knew she had a thing for Wonder Woman.
She turned her attention to her sister; and luckily she was still busy dancing - because Anna knew she had a thing for Wonder Woman too – And Elsa was fairly certain that her sister wouldn't react well to this.
She let out a long breath as she unsteadily pushed herself off the couch, and walked over to her ex-girlfriend; pulling at her jacket to try and straighten it out. "Hey." She smiled awkwardly. This was the first time they'd seen each other since the break up - and Jesus fuck she looked good. The whole Amazonian Princess thing definitely worked for her.
"Hi." Tru lifted Elsa's Trilby hat with her finger, and gave her a smile. "Well, aren't you looking dapper?" She asked, quirking a brow.
"Thank you." The blonde felt herself blush slightly. "You're looking pretty…" Hot. "Good, yourself."
"And so charming too!" Tru ran her fingers down Elsa's lapels with a smirk. Ah crap. She was too drunk for this. "My brother didn't invite me, by the way."
"What? No! It wouldn't matter if he did. I mean, just because we're not… You know… Shouldn't stop you from being here. It's not like this is my party or anything." She babbled. "We're both adults. We can be mature and stuff."
"I didn't know you were going to be here until earlier – When Kris saw me in my costume."
"Oh."
"He said you were going to be in a dress though." The taller woman squinted down at what she was wearing. "I was kinda looking forward to seeing it; but this-" She waved her hand around the blonde's costume. "-is good too."
"So glad you approve." Elsa said; leaning against the doorframe, and bit her bottom lip with a smile.
She did miss Tru; she missed their conversations, and heated debates; and just generally spending time with her. She wanted to do that again – Just without the sex.
Although the way she looked now – It was hard not to flirt a little.
"I have to. Otherwise I'll be sleeping with the fishes."
"You got that right, Doll." She winked, then flipped up her Tommy gun, and rested it on her shoulder.
Tru laughed and leaned in closer. "It's really good to see you." She said; still fidgeting with Elsa's jacket. "I was hoping we could hang out again sometime soon."
"That would be good. Maybe we could, uh, meet up on campus for lunch one day" There was no way she could invite her over to the apartment; not while Anna was still there. It wouldn't matter to her sister that Tru would be there as her friend – She'd still get pissed.
And that was an understatement.
"Is Monday okay?" The brunette asked hopefully.
"Yeah." She nodded. "Monday's good."
"Great! So, how are things? How's your sister?"
"Okay. Better. Families can be… Complicated."
"Yeah." The brunette nodded, and looked behind Elsa towards Kristoff. "Pain in the ass too."
Elsa giggled – And then immediately frowned. She only giggled when she'd been drinking.
"You're very cute when you're annoyed." The other woman grinned at her, and took Elsa's hat from her head, and put it on top of her gold tiara.
"I think you'll find that I'm always cute." Oh my God! Stop flirting!
"Yes, you are." Tru slid her fingers up the jacket, and rested her hand on Elsa's neck; her fingers going underneath the shirt collar – and tickling the spot where Anna marked her.
She took hold of the other woman's hand – Removing it from her skin – and she gave her a sad smile. "I have someone."
There was a brief flash of anger across Tru's face, before it settled on being annoyed. "It hasn't even been three weeks."
"She's from back home."
"But you hated everyone from back home."
"I never mentioned her because I didn't think she and I had a chance."
The taller woman stepped in closer – Invading her personal space – And lifted her chin. "She isn't here now."
"Tru-"
"I need to talk to you."
Elsa froze when she heard her sister's barely concealed anger beside her.
Fuck. Fuck!
"Hello, Anna. It's nice to see you again." The brunette gave Anna a polite nod as she backed away from the blonde.
"Yes." Her sister stared at her ex-girlfriend for a few moments, before she grabbed onto Elsa's arm - and dragged her outside. "What was that about?" She snapped; dragging the blonde around to the side of the house – Where no one could see them.
"Nothing!"
"Don't fucking lie to me!" Anna shouted.
"I'm not lying!"
"Really? You're going with that are you? Because to me, it looked like the two of you were about to kiss!"
"I wasn't going to let that happen! I told her I was with someone – She didn't listen!"
"I'm going to fucking kill her." Anna spun on her heel and began marching back to the house – But Elsa grabbed her, and pulled her back.
"Don't." She wrapped her sister in a tight embrace. "Please calm down." She begged quietly. "I wasn't going to let anything happen; I swear. I just thought the two of us could be friends; but clearly we're not ready for that yet." She sighed.
"Yeah! She looked like she wanted to get real fucking friendly!" Her sister half-heartedly jabbed her in the side.
"But she isn't who I want."
"Could've fooled me." Her sister mumbled against her shoulder. "You looked like you wanted her a little bit; I mean - she's everything you could wish for right? She's hot; she's clever; she's funny – Apparently." Anna scoffed with disbelief at that last one. "And most of all – You can be with her, without hiding it from anyone!"
Elsa let out a long, steady breath. Her sister had a point; Tru really should be the perfect package. And maybe – Just maybe – For a moment – She thought about how much easier her life would be.
But it would never be enough.
Even if she severed herself from Anna completely – And tried her damndest to get on with a normal life, and have a normal relationship with someone – No one would ever come close.
Yes, she wanted ordinary; but she wanted Anna more.
"You are everything I want."
Anna let out a mirthless laugh and shook her head. "I'm not Wonder Woman."
"Yes, you are. You're my Wonder Woman."
"You're drunk." Her sister glared up at her.
"I'm not that drunk." She said; moving a hand from around the smaller woman's waist, and began tracing her fingers over freckled cheeks. "I love you."
"I thought you wanted a fake life." Anna said with a softer tone. "That it was better than the alternative - Than us."
"That's what I thought was best." Elsa leaned in, so that their lips were barely a breath apart. "But it wasn't what I wanted. These last few weeks of having you with me, has made me so stupidly happy. You're the only person who has ever made me happy - Who will ever make me happy."
"Does this mean you're going to let me stay here with you? Can I come back with you after Christmas?"
"No."
"So much for me making you happy." Anna clenched her jaw, and tried to pull away, but Elsa kept her in place.
"Let me finish, would you? I've thought about very little else for a week; the selfish part of me wants to keep you here – All the time – But, Anna, you have to finish school."
"I can transfer here! There's a school nearby!" Her sister argued.
"No. You have to stay with Mom; she needs you right now."
"I don't like talking to this you." Anna pouted. "Let me talk to selfish Elsa; she wants me to stay."
Elsa let out a small chuckle. "I want you to stay. But if we want this," She waved a finger between them. "to work – we have to do it this way."
"I do want us to work; of course I do! But we'll be so far away from each other though." Her sister said dejectedly.
"There's holidays. You can come here – I can come home." She smiled as tucked a loose strand of hair behind Anna's ear. "And, of course, there's Skype."
"I guess. But it's not the same." The younger woman sighed, and then furrowed her brow. "How do I know you won't pull away again? You did it before."
"That was then."
"And what's changed from the last time you told me that?" Anna asked sceptically. "You said that we were wrong; that we shouldn't be together."
"I did. And look where we ended up." She smiled as she rested her forehead on her sister's. "Maybe I've let my mind wander for the last few weeks; imagine what it'll be like when we're both done with college – And we can go someplace where no one knows who we are."
"Like Canada?" Anna whispered; squeezing onto her tightly.
"Or Mexico. It doesn't matter; I just… I want normal with you. With a nice house that has a swing on the porch; and I want us to have a big garden. Maybe with a cat or two."
"Dogs."
"And dogs." She snorted a laugh. "I don't care; as long as it's with you."
"I still think you're just drunk."
"Then ask me tomorrow. I'll say the same thing – I'll just be able to say it without slurring slightly."
Anna pulled away - enough for her to be able to look Elsa in the eye – And sucked on her lip for a moment. "I really want this to be true."
"It is." The blonde bent down, and gave her sister a brief kiss.
"I will ask tomorrow, you know." Anna told her with a raised brow.
"I know."
"Well, good." The younger sister gave her a small nod. "We should go back in now; I'm starting to lose all feeling in my feet - And I need my feet to get down, and boogie."
"Okay then. Am I allowed to talk to Tru?" She didn't know why she asked; she wasn't sure she actually wanted to talk to the other woman right now.
"No." Her sister said sternly and glared at her. "Fine. You can talk to her; but there has to be at least an arms length between you. And if you're sitting on the couch together – Then Kristoff stays in the middle."
"I can do that." She replied.
"I don't trust her; but I trust you. So you'd better make sure she doesn't do anything that makes me regret this."
"Right."
Anna brought her in for another kiss, and smiled crookedly at her. "I love you."
"I love you too."
"And you'd better get your damn hat back off her." Anna pointed a finger at her as she began to walk towards the front of the house.
"Yes." She answered; falling in step behind her sister.
For fuck sake! Had she always been this whipped?
Yeah. She had.
She smiled, as the followed Anna's swaying hips back to the party.