Warning: smut :D
Maybe… I don't need that contract if I go with her…
Anna shook her head from that thought, as she held the key card to their room, eyes gazing at the white door of the hotel they'd chosen to work in. Yes, it was only work.
She swallowed, hesitant with unlocking the door. It was already well over 11PM on a Thursday, and Anna doubted Elsa would be here this early. Since she never really arrives early in the club.
Elsa was always full of surprises, and she wouldn't know if Elsa was going to be behind that door already. Her heart quivered, and the thought had made her quite anxious. She clenched the strap of her bag with a change of clothes. Everything seemed so… slow tonight. And, perhaps, Anna could go for a slow night, and try to enjoy what was going to happen next.
She doubted whatever Elsa had up her sleeves would be anything she'd be expecting. She took a deep breath, and with the burst of courage she inserted the key in.
The clock ticked, cars zooming through the streets in the night starry sky. Being on the top floor, she could see everything from the glass wall. The nearby building had given her light in the darkness of the room. It was too quiet in here.
Flicking the lights on, she looked around. The space was huge, a flat screen TV raised against the wall. A vase of red roses sitting by the nightstand. There was a small cabinet of alcohol-oh, did she want to drink some of that before Elsa come. And perhaps take a shower as well. That sounds nice.
Anna smiled to herself at last. It was good for her… as she'd been worrying about how to conduct this all morning with barely any sleep.
That grin immediately dissipated, when she spotted, with crimson hot cheeks , the queen sized bed-the only thing she could focus on at the moment. Her heart skipped a few beats, as she let her imagination run wild… how this night was going to turn out. She couldn't imagine what was going to happen… nothing of a sort that Meg had done with her before.
She laid her bag on the floor, tossing her hair down from her braid. Everything… seemed so familiar.
So heartbreaking.
Anna rubbed the back of her neck with uncertainty and took a seat on the bed with a sigh. Absentmindedly, she took a single rose out from the vase and stared at it. Red and beautiful… but so fragile. Relief or disbelief, she didn't know what she was feeling. And here, she was figuring out if her life had taken another turn with Elsa.
Of course… she'd taken in some sort of interest in that woman—had… completely fallen in love with her little secrets. Perhaps… not so much in love than to being curious. Amused.
Although, after seeing some of her vulnerable smiles, the glint in her eyes, Anna very much cared for her. Even if she was just a person she knew from work, Anna was only a human being with feelings and compassion.
The redhead had always been kind-hearted, and sometimes… a bit too forgiving and naïve. Sometimes, they could really hurt her. She wondered, with all of this… did they really need to do this? To start something so… empty and cold. It scared her.
She had thought about it—destroying the contract… and have something warm and loving. Ah, but it was only a dream.
But would it be possible… to find the love that had been lost?
No. She could only… find another 'Meg' in Elsa, and, once again, be heartbroken if she'd fall in love with the blonde. Anna couldn't deny the tugging feelings she had every time she'd think about her. It was unpleasant. Hurtful. Nothing she'd ever want to feel.
Listening to the ticking of the clock, Anna had already been lost in her thoughts that she couldn't even hear the door clicking open.
"You're early."
She gasped out loud, pushing herself away from the breath that ghosted against her ear, and the fingers that ran through her hair. "Oh, Jesus Christ…" Be still, heart.
"Jesus? It's just Elsa."
The blonde smiled-a bit too happy about this-taking off her jacket. Anna couldn't help gazing at the fit figure she had, a dark blue collar shirt hugging her body just right. Everything her heart was doing had stopped completely.
So it's starting.
She held onto the single rose tightly, staying silent as the woman let drop her jacket on the hanger.
"Have you taken a shower?" Elsa turned, blue eyes contrasting the uncertainty of her own.
Anna cleared her throat. "N-No. I… just came in." She watched as Elsa looked through the cabinet of alcohol. She'd chosen wine. Of course.
"Hm. Would you like to?"
"If… you want me to, I can." Elsa nodded, as she grabbed two wine glasses and pour a bit of that red liquid. Just seeing her this way, Anna was feeling a bit… not like herself. Oh, was it that she could just smell the scent of the wine from here? Or was it the lingering scent of winter mint still touching her skin? "Would you like some wine, first?"
Anna began plucking off the red petals of the rose. Love me, love me not, love me, love me not… "H-Huh?"
It was as if she'd gotten caught under her spell, seeing her stalk towards her. Her eyes were beautiful… completely hypnotizing her own body to freeze. So blue and so bright with joy-as if the blonde was in complete ecstasy to see Anna.
Elsa raised a glass to her. "Wine?"
She bit her lips. "I… I don't feel like drinking tonight." Opposite of what she wanted. Of course, she was just too nervous to even think properly, after all.
Finding the woman tilting her head in silence and curiosity, Anna sensed that woman knew what she was thinking. She eyed the flower, letting broken petals fall on her lap.
"After what happened, you'd want to take a break from today… is that what you want?" So Elsa could be considerate for once. "Of course, we can come back again next week."
Anna slowly gazed up, watching her take a small sip of the alcoholic beverage. Elsa wasn't wrong… but a part of her begged her to do this-to feel what it would feel like to be loved even if it was so fake and unreal. She wanted to feel the pleasure…reminiscing all that had completed her. All that had broken her down. "I… do want to do this. With you."
The glint in those blue eyes grew darker. "I'd like you to take a small sip. Please?"
Anna was tempted to roll her eyes, but she couldn't deny how much courage she'd need later on that evening. Taking the glass, she'd drank more than she'd expected. That was fine.
"Then what is it?"
"H-Huh?" Anna raised her eyebrow, letting Elsa take back the glass and place it on the marbled table.
Elsa leaned against it, gazing so sternly and so… impossibly somber. Anna felt a sudden chill running down her back. If eyes that blue could get this cold… I'm already freezing.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Oh." She only had one question. Anna would've thought she'd know what she was thinking by now. She cleared her throat, feeling her cheeks getting hotter by the second. "Are you… into what I've been through?"
One blink. Two. And a smirk. This seemed to be a bad sign. "What do you think? Why else would I be asking questions too?"
Another series of shiver crawled down her back, pleasantly feeling those freckles that were imprinted on her skin. Perhaps, this was a bad idea. As mysterious and intriguing as Elsa was, Anna didn't like the fact that she was so similar she was to Meg. How… observant she was. Anna looked down to the ground. "I—"
"I do have a pair of handcuffs in my car."
Her eyes widened, mouth gaped in shock and completely speechless. "W-What—" This isn't a joke!
And she was laughing. Giggling like a little school girl. God damn it.
Pouting at Elsa's joke, she watched as the woman took off her tie and sat next to her. Her body froze when a wonderful fragrance graced her sense of smell. Her blue eyes were right there, and Anna was hypnotized into those beautiful orbs just staring right back at her. She was so near… but Anna's mind wasn't going to have it.
And her mind said to run far away from this woman.
"But…" Elsa ran a finger against her cheek, eyes roaming through her frozen features. "We can take our time… yes?" she breathed into Anna's ear. Everything they'd been talking about had faded from the redhead's mind. The only thing she could think about… could see, was her.
At this point, Anna was contemplating the thought if she was insane.
But could she have been so insane, that she'd let herself and her dignity go… just to have this woman by her side, her touch against her skin, her eyes looking at her—just at her.
"We can…" Anna whispered, teal eyes focusing on her lips. Her skin tingled with pleasure, warming with a certain comfort with Elsa's hand holding her own. Elsa was so close, so… eyes so warm on hers—
Anna just wanted to grab this woman and take her then and there. She had been patient enough.
She grabbed the teasing woman's collar, lustfully… so impatiently pressing her lips against hers. Everything was in her control… but it was as if she had no control at all. Her hands found Elsa's buttons, hurrying to have her bare… to have her.
Elsa was soft and cold on her, but she was burning with desire against her. Everything that Anna wanted.
Pulling away, Anna had suddenly realized how flushed she was, and how their bodies were pressed up against each other. Needing. Wanting. She looked up into her dark eyes, feeling quite meek.
This was the feeling she'd been feeling for so long, consuming her whole. This was the desire for her attention.
"Elsa…" she breathed, eyeing the intense blue orbs that stared back at her … so intimidatingly. Anna was completely mesmerized, aching for the woman's fingers. "Oh, you—"
Anna gasped immediately as she felt those supposedly gentle hands grabbing her bottom and take her over Elsa's lap. She flushed, and a hush whisper breathed against her ear, "You… are a bit impatient, aren't you?"
Oh please…
Lips brushed hotly against Anna's neck, and she couldn't stop the moan from escaping. This didn't seem so bad to Anna. She wrapped her arms around Elsa's neck, fingers buried into her snow white hair. In her arms… in her grasp, Anna felt so wild—not the nice girl image she once was…
Elsa's fingers ran down her spine, taking the hinge of her shirt.
"You…" Elsa gazed up, smirking with intent. And Anna could feel her eyes baring her… stripping her from all her purity. Oh, the irony. "You're so eager…"
The redhead silently—oh, so shamefully, eyed Elsa. "I—"
Anna was crossing to the dark side, a place that she'd never wanted to go back… and there Elsa was, taking her hand and leading her back to where she was once. Anna gulped at the finger hitching her chin down, her lips pressed against hers in a chaste kiss. Something… must've snapped, and Anna was unable to control her own want.
The kiss was slow, so soft… leaving the woman wanting more… to taste more. As if she was searching for more. Her heart fluttered with eagerness. Everything seemed so fair and well, and Anna was desperate to find her own release.
Everything that had anything to relation to Meg, had gone from her head. Elsa… was her replacement, the very woman that had been teasing her… the same woman that had made her feel so confused and longed for.
Before she knew it, her back had hit the mattress-petals of red roses laid beside her. She gasped.
Looking up, she found Elsa's eyes gazing down on her on all fours. Oh, her body… her skin…
She felt so vulnerable, letting those cold fingers hold onto her own.
"How do you feel?" she questioned, but Anna was staring at her as if it was a hard question. Perhaps, she felt so flushed, she couldn't bother to have the presence of mind to answer her back.
Elsa leaned against her on all fours, raising their hands above the redhead's head. "I know how you feel," she breathed, and Anna immediately groaned with desire for her.
Her back arched sharply towards Elsa, practically begging for her lips. Gods, were they beautiful and intense… and in some ways, Elsa had made her feel so sexy… so clean.
"Hands stay up there."
Anna gulped and obliged. Not sure why, but… it was making her helpless. The thought had always aroused her… to feel that she was being cared for by someone else. "I… I thought you weren't..."
Elsa tilted her head, her fingers working her way down to unbutton her own clothes. Anna held her breath, staring at the skin that had been revealed to her. Marveled at the softness… the paleness, oh and her precious breasts constrained in a black bra. Anna could feel her own arousal pooling from between her legs. "I wasn't… what?"
"Please…" she whispered, unconsciously… so longingly. But she couldn't touch. Not yet, anyway. She rounded her fists together, drinking in the sight of her precious curves.
And if Elsa wanted her hands up… fine, so be it. Perhaps, she'd lost all hope that Elsa wouldn't be that kind of person… or perhaps, she really was that desperate. And there was Elsa, bare and confident in front of her.
That expression she had, Anna couldn't figure out. Neither did she care much, as she was completely bothered by the hot flush between her legs. Almost as if it was hurting. She bit her lips, watching as Elsa lifted her shirt as well.
Everything was still and quiet at the moment, and perhaps, Anna was waiting… just waiting for Elsa to bare her teeth into her skin. To have her fingers grasp her in every way possible. At this point, Anna didn't really care what was going to happen, other than to get rid of the ache between her legs.
She licked her lips, bringing a small smile out. "Like what you see…?"
Elsa blinked, her hands trailing from her breasts down to the arch of her abdomen. Anna had to strangle back a hum of delight. She didn't even have to answer, as she felt Elsa laid down against her, lips pressed against her neck. It was an exhilarating feeling… to be able to not feel her skin on her bare palms. Anna sighed, writhing into a beautiful dance of pleasure.
It was hot… Elsa's tongue trailing down to her chest with every little chaste kiss to follow. Every little speck of her freckles had gotten the pleasure to feel the warmth and the comfort that was Elsa. And every breath the woman had taken, the more Anna wanted her…
But no.
No, no, no.
Anna was supposed to be the one exercising control. She bit her lip to stiffen a moan, and she could feel Elsa's fingers fiddling with the button on her jeans. "Y-You… ah…" Elsa gazed up with curiosity. "I'm supposed to be on top…" She managed to chuckle. Whatever she wants…
Elsa smirked against the escort's skin, planting a gentle kiss in the middle of her chest. "I'm sorry, should I get off then?"
She looked down, and already Elsa was sliding her jeans off… and the only thing that covered her most intimate part was a flimsy thong. It was the thought of Elsa down there… pleasing her-taking care of her, made Anna not answer the question. Not even thinking about a response and all she could give was a silent gaze. If Elsa wanted to play with her… so be it.
Anna swallowed, staring up into the ceiling in contemplation. Perhaps, she should say no.
Indeed, she shook her head. "I… I was just saying it."
Feeling Elsa crawl back up, her hips moving with fluency and her fragrance waving below Anna's nose, she managed out a shuddering sigh. She looked amazing as if taunting Anna to bring up her first move. But Anna didn't. Couldn't move, as she had to oblige Elsa.
"W-What…?" she whispered, coming face to face, eye to eye with the beautiful blonde. She was so close, having a hand tilt her chin up. Up close, Anna could see the glimmer of lust in her eyes, and all of the sudden, the escort knew how she was feeling.
It was a raw feeling that Anna just couldn't get rid of no matter how hard she tried. Oh, how much she wished Elsa wouldn't look at her like this. How much she wished she wouldn't feel this way. So intense… So wanting.
"Tell me what you want."
Anna gulped, only having the thought of wanting to touch her skin, to feel the heat that embraced her body. What did she want? She couldn't decide whether to have Elsa take her there and then… or to take control over her, as if Elsa was her unwanted feelings. It was a battle.
There Elsa was… laid against her, a finger tilted her head up as if… luring her to say something. And Anna couldn't do it. She wanted this… but she didn't want… this. The feeling of a broken heart after a night void of any meaning. It was a bare, empty feeling that, at one point, Anna began to despise.
"I… I want you." Even Anna wasn't sure what she meant by saying this. Her body, her touch… perhaps, her love. No, it was impossible. Her subconscious curled away from that thought.
Elsa tilted her head one way, curious eyes looking like a lost puppy. "Want… me?"
"I want to touch you…" Oh, she sounded so genuine! Her fists rounded up together. She couldn't hold back… and her body wouldn't let her. Elsa was silenced by her words, but those beautiful eyes had already given Anna an answer.
No.
Why?
The blonde smiled and let go of her chin. For a moment… she looked so sweet. So gentle. So vulnerable.
"Of course… whatever you want to do right now, you can."
Anna wasn't sure, sitting up and putting her hands down. She continued to let Elsa hold her hand… and they sat in front of each other as if they were going to have a long discussion. Almost bare of any clothing. But that was okay as long as they knew what they wanted. Anna didn't.
Continuously, her subconscious had been pushing her back and forth about fucking her or having to be fucked.
Elsa was too bold, too gorgeous… too intimidating for her to speak her own mind. When had she gotten this timid? Never with other clients had she gone so speechless before.
She looked into her eyes. So genuine… so honest… what could possibly go wrong?
"First." She gulped, prompting a nod from the woman to pay heed. "I don't want you t-to…" Stuttering! "To make me put my hands up. Not now, that is. Only when I get to know you better, as long as we continue these meetings. Understood?"
"Understood." Easy peasy.
"Second, I want you to understand… there's nothing between us. Only client and… escort, that's all."
"Aren't you mistaking the relationship between us?" Elsa's eyebrows raised. That caught the woman, blushing furiously while Elsa's hand crawl up her thigh, thumb caressing her skin ever so softly. It was so gentle, Anna couldn't help but shudder. Neither could she help wondering if she did assume this relationship was going to go deeper than it already had…
"I'm not." Bold words were spoken, but only Anna knew how her heart felt. And neither did she let her heart get what it desired. Seeing the woman smile, she couldn't help but feel a bit irritated. How could Elsa be so relaxed about this? Was she this wealthy and eccentric to not consider how anyone else was feeling?
All of her features… blue eyes, beautiful curves, pale skin… they were everything that Anna loved.
Quickly she grabbed her waist and let the blonde fall under her own body, her gaze widening to the confused look. She was silent, and Anna didn't really seem to care.
The redhead observed her, fingers grazing the side of her waist softly. She could barely feel the shudder beneath her… barely hear the sigh that seemed so… not Elsa.
It snapped her out of her daze. Her heart was pounding, her tongue caught in her throat… and she was staring right into those eyes… so dark… so lustful.
"What are you waiting for…?" Elsa breathed. So… uncharacteristic. And it was everything that Anna wanted.
Leaning in, Anna didn't need to even say a word… letting her tousled hair fall over her shoulders… and she just wanted to shut that mouth with her own. Her fragrance was so sweet, Anna could taste it on the tip of her tongue.
And that she did, lightly brushing her lips with Elsa's and feeling her palm coming up to caress her cheek, running her fingers through her hair. It was heavenly.
Her hands were working at their own accord, trailing up her toned stomach to Elsa's covered breasts, laying there with uncertainty. But no… Anna was going to be bold. Her heart stopped, when she heard a soft moan-just like music-slipping out from Elsa's lips. How could someone so bold, feel so soft at this moment?
Anna didn't even let that cross her mind because all she wanted… was more.
More of her hands craving for me.
More of her moans crying for me.
Oh was she greedy. And her heart desired to rip their clothes off.
Immediately, her hands found its way to Elsa's back, swiftly removing her bra, as well as her own. Reluctantly, she pulled away from their kiss, and Anna swore she heard a whine, feeling a huff of breath.
She was speechless… staring down at her wonderful body, mind going blank, her fingers turning numb. What was more beautiful than everything else… was the way her eyes glowed for her. Only for her. So wantonly, so lovingly.
Her fingers laid still around her waist, gentle with the touch… but hesitant to do more. "So beautiful…"
"You look comfortable." Anna blinked at the faint voice below her. Gods.
She rolled her eyes, but she couldn't help smiling again at the little joke. And Elsa had brought her own arms around her waist, leading her down against her… and their lips met again.
There was something about that kiss… something so mysterious. It was soft and it was nothing that Elsa had ever given her, or had Anna ever experienced. But she liked it. Oh, did she love it.
"Mm…" Anna hummed, shuddering at the feeling of those same fingers sending electric shocks down her spine. Before she could even pull away, her heart said otherwise, deepening the kiss… her tongue searching for more.
She could feel Elsa's nails raking her skin, but she didn't care. Elsa was wonderful, so vulnerable.
Anna began peppering her with kisses down her neck, prompting a sigh from the blonde. Everything was okay. And Anna was going to keep thinking that, as she let a hand run through those platinum blonde hair.
Her body felt heated, so alive… and they were so raw, flushed against each other's body. Anna craved this wondrous feeling.
"God…" Elsa sighed, her head tilted up, body falling back against the mattress, writhing for release. Right. She couldn't forget what she was here for.
Her warm fingers drew down her stomach, and her body began following suit. Her hot breath swished against the skin of her collar… her heaving chest. She could sense eyes staring at her, and Anna boldly let her own gaze back. So Elsa wasn't such a meek person, Anna knew that. But she'd do anything to make her call out her name… those little moans as well.
"Relax…" she whispered, meeting her perked nub with her own lips. Elsa's eyes shut, a shuddering breath being let out as if it was all of her soul.
Her body was so cold… and Anna wondered if it was possible for her to warm it up again. She let that thought wander in her mind, her lips kissing her erect nipple… worshiping that body. And, oh, she wanted her taste so badly.
Anna looked up as if to ask permission, but she knew… Elsa was too much in heaven to even say no.
Her pants unbuttoned and Anna slowly lowered herself down, her tongue sending wet trails down her firm middle, twitching with every little touch… her moans send waves of shivers down Anna's body. Anna wanted it all… opening her eyes to face her own fear of love, meeting the woman that she feared.
Slowly, she managed to slip her pants down her legs, and she sat up straighter than a bow. "Look at me…" she breathed towards those closed eyelids.
Those blue eyes emerged once again. "Looking…"
Anna winced. She only wanted to hear the woman call her name… to look at her, and only at her…
So this was what her heart wanted. She couldn't look at her in her eyes anymore, and let her teal eyes wander. The light was romantically dim, but it was plentiful to see those full breasts bare for her, and her pale skin contrasted beautifully own her own and the darkness.
A goddess...
"What is it…?" Elsa whispered, fingers tracing Anna's bare thighs to her sides. The redhead gulped in thought. She didn't answer her, and let her body dance on top of her. Her heart jumped with excitement with every move she made.
She leaned down to the woman below her, and with those eyes worshiping her body, her lips followed. Anna couldn't believe she was doing this… actually craving for the woman, not thinking of this as a job.
But it was… and for now, she quite enjoyed it.
Feeling a hand tangled through her hair, she purred with delight. "Oh, baby…" She heard. Everything meek and innocent about herself, she couldn't find after hearing such a tantalizing moan.
Her own fingers took their time discovering every little aspect of her body, finding every twitch and shudder an act of compliment. She was not satisfied… and all she craved was more… as Elsa did, herself.
Kisses spilled down her abdomen, finally reaching between the woman's thighs. Oh, she could already sense how hot she was between her legs… how soaked she'd become. She slowly peeled the fabric down her Elsa's legs.
Elsa was even so beautiful... gazing at her, eyes ever so darkly. Anna wished she could chuckle at how heavily Elsa was breathing.
"Relax…" Anna kissed the skin of her left thigh, fingers wrapped around it. She pushed her legs apart slowly, feeling the ball of Elsa's feet against her back. She smiled, ever so softly. "I'll do my job…" She breathed, lips trailing against her skin. "I'll pleasure you…"
Her fingers delicately felt against Elsa's lower lips, prompting a soft sigh. Anna gazed down at her glistening sex. As expected. Her chest swelled with pride and courage, but she'd shown none of it.
It wasn't the courage that she wanted.
Her lips placed a soft kiss against her clit. "Mnn…" the blonde moaned, a hand coming up to brush her own hair.
"I'll make you feel good…" Because I want you.
Elsa didn't get to reply... Anna just wouldn't let her, caressing the woman's clit with the pad of her finger… so gently… and slowly, watching her reaction. And, oh, Elsa looked so sexy with her eyelids falling closed, and a blissful expression on her face.
And Anna felt blessed. Feeling much more confident, she rode her finger up and down her soaked sex. Her tongue replaced what had occupied the little bud of pleasure, circling ever so gently.
The redhead opened her eyes, dark with the pleasure that embraced her. Ah… it was a wonderful feeling that of her legs twitching against her, Elsa's body aching to rock against her own.
She wrapped her lips around her clit, instantly prompting a gasp.
"My god, Anna… ahh…"
Her sultry voice sent Anna spiraling into chills and confidence… but the lust had overwhelmed her, and she wanted more. To do more… to have more of her.
Elsa opened her clouded eyes. "Ah… babe…" The escort looked at her and she could see the plea in her eyes. She nearly smirked, only covering up her urge with another hard suck.
"Mm!" Elsa arched her back, shuddering against her lips, and Anna had to press her palm down her pelvis, keeping the woman down. So she wouldn't say it? She wouldn't let herself… plead for release? Oh, did Anna want to hear her say those words.
A woman so powerful and respectable that she wouldn't let herself beg for a certain release… No, that's fine. This was their first time.
Running a hand through Elsa's soaked lower lips, she finally let her middle finger slip in. She pulled away, soaking in all the moans, and the way her body writhed below her. Her skin glistened with sweat… and, Gods, did she look gorgeous against the mattress.
Anna couldn't believe how flushed her face could feel at that moment.
"Beautiful…" she whispered. The blonde's hand was placed atop of hers against her pelvis, and nothing was said. Nothing needed to be said. For a second, Anna thought this was another one of those loving moments… but no.
Elsa tilted her head, hair falling over her eyes. "Anna…"
Say my name… only my name.
Her subconscious had spoken as if trying to shake away this uneasy and unfamiliar feeling. She clenched her jaw as she focused on pleasing the woman. Her body laid down against the blonde, hot opened mouth kisses pressed against her chest. Her finger curved against her walls, gently thrusting with care. She didn't want to be too rough.
But, she knew, Elsa could take rough. And, right now, it was as if she was begging for Anna to be rough.
She can wait. Anna smiled with delight, her kisses trickling up her neck… and to her molten hot ear. Elsa shivered, her abdomen meeting Anna's, her hand reaching for the redhead's back. "I know you…" Anna breathed, prompting a pleasant sigh. "I know what you want…" She added another finger, her thumb circling around her clit softly. Her thrust had become frantic, prompting series groans and moans.
"Ahh… Ahnna…"
"But not today…" Anna whispered, and finally, Elsa's body jerked through the pleasure, screaming through the night in an intense release. Her body shook, her fingers tensing against her body. Anna's heart stilled the moment she saw the sight of Elsa's flushed face. "Just relax, let it go…" she whispered.
And Elsa did.
Everything was silent and well, as they soaked into each other's presence. The water was running in the bathroom, and Elsa was taking a quick shower before leaving. Anna still laid in bed, a blanket covering her bare body. She was glistening with sweat, her body feeling flushed from the earlier activities
She couldn't deny how amazing it felt…
Her eyes roamed down to her hand, as if… as if she was wondering why she'd done something like this. A part of her didn't want to question it. Elsa was here, and if she truly felt sincere, Anna would gladly accept this job just for her. She knew she shouldn't get these easy feelings in the way of her job… but this looked so normal. So comforting.
Because Elsa looked so vulnerable in bed... Quite enjoying the work of her fingers, the warmth of her body… the kisses… the pleasure.
The shower had turned off. "How do you feel?" Elsa came out, a shirt and underwear barely covering her body. Anna's cheeks felt hot. Oh, she could never get used to seeing the way she moved her hips.
"I feel…" She really didn't know how to feel. "I-I don't know. You?"
Elsa looked away and found herself grabbing a cup and a bottle of whiskey. It was silent for a bit, and only the clinking of ice against glass sounded through the room. Anna swore the thickening silence had made everything louder.
"That was… quite…" Silent. And she took a drink. Her eyes shifted away from Anna.
Anna stiffened a chuckle. So she was speechless too. The redhead turned down to her hands again, ignoring the silent gaze from the woman in front of her.
"There's… a reason why I didn't want to take this job, I hope you know that."
Elsa tilted her head. "Are you having second thoughts?"
How could she think that? It was the complete opposite, but Anna could see why she'd ask something like this. Anna smiled, barely noticeable. "Not at all. I just… didn't think I'd enjoy it so much. With you." Is this too much?
The blonde took another drink, blue eyes still locked on Anna's. "Would you like to talk about what you have in that mind of yours?"
She clasped her hands together. "I'm not ready yet. But I think you already had an idea."
Anna didn't dare to say another word, for Elsa had given her this… threatening stare as if she already knew who had caused her to be so secretive. But this was fair… if she didn't know much about Elsa, she would tell much about herself to the woman. To her, this was a game of tug of war.
Elsa walked up to her, sitting down by the corner of the bed. As with Anna bare from any clothing and not hiding her bits, Elsa didn't seem as if she cared much for it. "Who was she?"
"She?"
"You know who I'm talking about," she pressed. Oh, did she seem possessive and a bit too protective. Anna smirked, inwardly.
"I don't think you have to right to know yet…" She sighed. "But thank you. For that night. For protecting me."
"I was not just…" The woman's eyes softened as if she'd given up questioning Anna. She was almost glad that she didn't, but a part of her… wanted the attention. "You're very welcome. Tonight must be hard for you."
Anna smiled when she felt a hand placed on her leg. Just a single touch and she'd began to feel quite reassured and comforted. Oh, just one touch… this was what Elsa had done to her.
"I enjoyed it…"
"Hm?"
"This. The sex. Y-Your presence… everything..." Her heart jumped a beat and she could feel her thoughts persuading her to place another kiss on her. As if the night still wasn't over yet. She leaned in, shifting herself so she was crawling towards the stoic woman, hair falling down her shoulders beautifully. As if taunting the older woman to do something-to feel something.
She straddled Elsa's lap, her arms around her shoulders. "I doubted it a while ago but… seeing you like that before was…"
"I'm not usually like this."
She blinked. "What—" Her body fell against the mattress at the sudden force, and Elsa was laid atop of her. Her mind went blank, unable to stiffen a shaken moan as she felt a finger trailing up her middle. Cold breaths tickled the skin of her neck. Her body arched, yearning for more of her touch.
"What are you- ah…" Lips pressed against her ear, and Anna could feel her body trembling.
"You made me feel so comfortable…" A kiss on her neck, fingers leaving her signatures on her abdomen. As if to claim her.
"Elsa…" she sighed.
"You made me so vulnerable…" Kiss. "Nobody has ever treated me like glass…" Touch. "What have you done…?"
As much as she craved for all of Elsa, her touch stayed just as quickly as it left.
And Anna was left with nothing more than confusion swirling through her mind and body. Yes, Elsa was a tease… but this was something else. Something peculiar.
The woman had already sat up, getting herself properly dressed. "It's getting late." If Elsa was trying to change the subject, Anna wasn't going to have it. "Should I take you home?" she asked, her fingers working to button up her shirt.
The escort merely gazed at her, unable to answer. Was she this attached to Anna? Perhaps she had a motive… one that Anna was trying to figure out.
She brought her legs up to her own body. A motive…
"Anna."
The woman blinked. Elsa was still in her underwear. As much as Anna wanted to say 'screw it and go with the impulse' her heart was tugging her back. She didn't know what the woman was up to… to hear that she was someone that could make Elsa feel comfortable. As if her life had never been a comfortable experience before.
Her gaze grew bright as they met with Elsa's. "Is there something you want to tell me?"
Silence. And Elsa was cold… so cold. But she didn't avoid those teal eyes. She grabbed her tie, knotting it around her neck slowly. So now she couldn't answer.
Great.
Her body tensed with each second past and already, so obviously, Elsa had given her an answer.
"I hope it's nothing serious if I'm the one person you're comfortable with."
There was a crack of a smile. "I won't shut you out about it."
"I… I hope not. But it will be your choice to tell me." Because I don't want this feeling to live by itself.
"I will."
For now, Anna felt a bit reassured. But there was this emptiness in her heart… and as she watched Elsa get fully dressed, not a minute did she stop thinking about her.
The silence loomed over them a ghost… haunting and taunting either of them to speak. Oh, Anna had plenty to say. She bit her lip, staring down at her hands.
"You should get dressed." Elsa sat next to her, a hand running through Anna's hair. Her voice was soft… pulling Anna in for more anticipation and expectations. Those blue eyes were warm even if her expression showed nothingness.
Is it possible…?
It couldn't be, and it shouldn't be this way. She doubted Elsa would share these absurd feelings. Perhaps… she was this naive to mistake care for love. Lust for love. Sex for love.
Anna gazed at her. "Don't lead me on…"
Elsa blinked. "Excuse me?"
"I said, I'm going to stay for a bit. I'm going to shower."
"Then I'll wait." She squeezed Anna's hand, prompting a grimace from the escort.
"N-No, it's fine. I'll… I'll call a cab," Anna urged, pulling her hand away from her touch. Her smile was weak, but it was all she could give without revealing too much about herself.
"I don't want you to be alone in the middle of… 1 in the morning."
"Don't you have work?"
"As do you?"
"Please."
Elsa clenched her jaw tight. The way she looked at her… Anna knew she was being desperate to be left alone. To gather her thoughts and her own feelings. Never before had she felt the need to be left alone… as she'd never been so confused. "Be safe tonight, Anna."
Maybe… they aren't that similar, after all.