A/N: Hey Everyone! I've changed the rating to M because there is stronger language and other situations that I am not comfortable leaving as T. Anyway, please let me know what you think and thanks for reading. :)
Chapter 7 – Fleeting Pleasures
Elsa tapped on her keyboard, sighing with impatience as her machine took far too long to do what should have been a simple processing task. She thought about banging on it with her fist, but stopped herself before showing her petulance. It wasn't the computer's fault that she had been nervous and impatient all day. She glanced over to the other desk in the room, where the true source of her discomfort sat cheerfully attaching tiny triangles to the outside of a sphere. Elsa sighed. She didn't regret asking Anna to come over to her quarters tonight, nor was she planning to change her other plans for this evening that would, Pillars willing, give them some privacy from the IRB. But the convergence of these plans, along with her innate perfectionism that insisted tonight be flawless, had caused her stress level to rise precipitously.
Elsa took another deep breath and calmed herself in the only way she knew how; she took out her notebook and started to plan. Within minutes, outlines and flowcharts emerged, all carefully coded into abbreviations and references that only Elsa would be able to understand. After work, she would see to dinner and her quarters, making sure that both were up to her exacting standards. After night fell, she would become the Ice Queen and do what she needed to so that the IRB wouldn't be able to track them. Then, at last, it would be time for Anna's visit and everything that it might entail, which would definitely include dinner, but could also include an advancement of their relationship that simultaneously excited and terrified Elsa.
It wasn't that Elsa didn't want to take that next step. The Pillars knew that her dreams had been informing her of her attraction to Anna for almost as long as Elsa had known her. But with the IRB threatening and the realities of being Ice Queen and spy, there could be serious consequences for giving the IRB any more evidence. Those consequences, and the knowledge that they could never truly be together like they both wanted, made Elsa wonder if it would even be worth it. But then she looked up and caught Anna smiling at her. Her lips curled upwards of their own accord and a warmth spread throughout her body that she had no power to control. Even her ice was helpless against it, and it made her realize that any moments she could have with Anna, intimate or no, would be worth whatever price she would have to pay.
Anna noticed the smile and her own deepened. She was very much looking forward to tonight, even if it was under the auspices of visiting Olaf and even if it was only for the evening. That thought reminded her of the vital piece of information she was missing about this evening. "What time should I come over, Master?" she asked.
Elsa blinked, snapping herself out of the slight swoon her thoughts had managed to disappear into. She thought briefly. "I am not going to be staying here much longer, because frankly, I want to get out of this office, but I still have quite a bit of work to do this evening," she answered. "Would you be willing to meet me later, say about 9:00?"
Anna studied her, knowing immediately something was up. Elsa was an early riser and her bedtimes were commensurate with that habit. 9:00 was close enough to Elsa's usual bed time that her having someone over at that time was odd. "9:00 is fine with me, Master," Anna said slowly, watching Elsa carefully for some sort of indication of what might be happening, but the Master Architect mask was in place and Anna saw nothing. "Should I bring dinner again? Or maybe dessert?" she offered, using a different approach to eke out information.
"No dinner; it's my turn," Elsa replied, impressed at the seemingly-innocuous way Anna was fishing for clues. "Dinner will be ready when you get there. You could bring some dessert if you wanted though."
"Sounds good," Anna answered, still scrutinizing Elsa. After a few moments of scrutiny, Anna realized the futility of her actions and went back to work, her mind still trying to solve the riddle that she knew was there. Luckily, attaching triangles to a sphere wasn't all that mentally taxing, so her mind was free to puzzle until she heard Elsa start to gather her things. "Time to leave, Master?" Anna asked, putting down her model supplies and standing herself.
"Yes," Elsa confirmed. She put a few items into her satchel and closed it, turning off all of the electronics on her desk. Anna did the same, and after the door slid open for them, they left the room together. They both bid goodnight to the Office Assistant and walked to the elevator, neither one speaking again until they were out of the building. "I have a few errands, so I am heading to the other side of Campus," Elsa said, knowing that Anna would be expecting them to be going in the same direction towards the dorms. "I'll see you tonight."
"See you then, Master," Anna responded with a small smile. Elsa smiled back, turned and started walking towards the shopping area. Anna watched her go, still knowing something was up and still uneasy about it.
Elsa stuck close to her planned schedule, stopping only in the shops she needed to in order to gather things for dinner, going straight to what she needed and buying them without looking at much else. In spite of her focus, though, there was one item in a shop window that caught her eye as she passed, and without thinking she stopped to look at it. After a moment's deliberation, she realized it would be perfect, so she deviated from her schedule just long enough to purchase it and have it wrapped. Now a bit behind schedule, she hurried back to her quarters, striding through the door when it opened and going into the kitchen to set down her groceries and other packages before going into the bedroom to change into something she could clean and cook in.
Her meticulousness told her that she had a lot of cleaning to do, but in reality, Elsa's quarters were already spotless and cleaning up the outer rooms was a matter of picking up jingle balls and cloth mice and making sure the hand towels were perfectly straight in the bathroom. When it came to her bedroom and changing her sheets, though, she wavered between listening to propriety, which decreed Anna would not be anywhere near her sheets so changing them didn't matter, and listening to her libido, which wanted to throw Anna into those sheets as soon as she got to Elsa's quarters. Much to her embarrassment, libido won, and her bed was remade with fresh sheets.
Now confident that her quarters were clean, it was time to make dinner so that it could be bubbling away in the oven while the Ice Queen was taking care of the tracking cuffs. She had decided on coq au vin, as it had about an hour and a half of cooking time, which would be the perfect window for her mission. She chopped her veg while her bacon rendered, and after browning the chicken parts in the bacon fat, she removed it, sautéed the vegetables, added flour to make the rue and finished up by adding the wine. She put the chicken back in pot and put it into the oven, starting her hour and a half timer.
Elsa hurried into her bedroom to remove her unwanted tattletale electronics and change into her mission wear. She closed her eyes and composed herself like always, finding that damnable chip where it always was and removing it from her body like she always did. The cuff was next, and she smirked, knowing that when she put it back on, its tracking system was going to be completely non-functional. She placed the chip in its box and the cuff on the dresser and paused as a truly ridiculous idea popped into her head. She was free now; she could simply go to Anna's quarters without rendering the cuffs inoperable. Just as quick, all of the reasons she shouldn't do that followed that initial thought, and Elsa disappeared up her bedroom vent.
Several meters of ducting and hidden passages later, Elsa emerged into the shadows of the upper floor of the communications building. She carefully made her way through the building, slipping from camera blind spot to camera blind spot until she came to the right corridor. She summoned a blizzard around her to block out the view of the cameras and stepped out in front of the door, placing her hand on the locking panel and freezing it solid. The door slid open and she gained access, expanding her blizzard to envelop her and encompass the room. She found the circuitry she was looking for and ripped it open with jagged ice spikes before filling it with ice and snow. Satisfied, she and her blizzard walked back out into the now alarm-filled hallway and she slipped back to the shadows, up the floors and back up the vent. A few more minutes spent scurrying in the vents and passageways got Elsa back to her quarters and she dropped into them with a palpable sense of relief.
Elsa glanced at the antique analog clock in her room, smirking in triumph when it told her she still had thirty minutes to spare before Anna arrived. She froze her mission clothes off of herself and dumped them down the incinerator before replacing her cuff and chip. She pushed a few buttons on the cuff and it peeped mournfully but did nothing else. She opened up the maps app to see if it could locate her, but that too failed. Smirking, she grabbed towels from the linen closet and hurried to the bathroom to take her shower.
It was not long or luxurious, but the shower got Elsa clean, and it refreshed her. Flipping through her closet, she considered and discarded several options before settling on her familiar blue turtleneck and black jeans. They weren't fancy, but they were comfortable, and with the way Anna liked to surreptitiously ogle her whenever she wore the turtleneck, Elsa was confident Anna would like the choice. That thought caused a smile, and with a shake of her head, Elsa went into the kitchen, tied on her apron and began to put the finishing touches on dinner.
The door chimed a few minutes later as she was setting the table and Elsa went to answer it, smiling at Anna as she came bounding in with a telltale pink box in her hand. "Chocolate cake, again?" she teased.
Anna stuck her tongue out in a stunning display of maturity. "No," she retorted with a smirk. "It's chocolate cheesecake."
"My mistake," Elsa retorted with a smirk of her own before taking the box from her and putting it in the refrigerator.
Anna sniffed. "Wow, it smells good in here," she commented, as Elsa returned to the stove to check on the chicken. "What did you make?" Anna asked, sliding behind Elsa, putting her arms around her waist and resting her head on Elsa's shoulder to peer into the pot.
"Chicken with wine," Elsa answered.
"Really?" Anna questioned, impressed. "I tried making coq au vin once but it had like a million ingredients and a million steps. I failed miserably."
Elsa looked at her, trying to keep the smirk off her face. "I'm shocked," she deadpanned.
"Hey," Anna protested. "We aren't all gorgeous brilliant Master Architect Ice Queen Cooking Goddesses like you. Some of us are mere mortals."
"No, some of you are sweet, beautiful Apprentice Architects who manage to make Ice Queens melt," Elsa replied looking at Anna lovingly over her shoulder before returning her attention to the sauce.
Anna felt her skin warm as she blushed. She kissed the side of Elsa's neck in thanks, smiling a little when Elsa leaned back into the touch. Realizing something that she had stupidly neglected to do, Anna gently turned Elsa around in her arms and drew her in for a proper kiss. Elsa, already buzzing from the epinephrine coursing through her veins due to nerves, anticipation and her Ice Queen mission, responded more intensely than either of them anticipated and Anna found herself being kissed forcefully and pushed up against the refrigerator within seconds. Almost as quickly, Elsa realized what she was doing and backed off, leaving a confused but incredibly aroused Anna panting slightly with her back still up against the refrigerator. "I'm sorry, Anna," she apologized quietly, not looking up.
Anna's eyes widened at the soft apology. Elsa never apologized for anything, ever, and she certainly didn't need to apologize for kissing the woman she was in love with. Anna peeled her back up off the refrigerator and reached out her arms to Elsa's downcast person. "What's wrong, Elsa?" Anna asked pleadingly, as she slipped her arms around the other woman.
"I shouldn't have done that," Elsa said, still refusing to look at Anna, knowing that all she wanted was to do it again.
"And why not?" Anna asked, honestly perplexed. "Aren't you attracted to me?"
"Of course I'm attracted to you," Elsa snapped, still a bit on edge. "That's a stupid question."
"Then why are you breaking your own rules and apologizing?" Anna asked gently.
Elsa finally looked up at her, startled, before realizing Anna was right. "I did apologize," Elsa gasped.
Anna couldn't help but laugh merrily at the horrified expression on Elsa's face, which earned her a glare from Elsa, which then made Anna laugh harder, causing a begrudging smile to appear on Elsa's face. The tension broken, Elsa gave Anna a squeeze and released her, turning back towards the stove and grabbing her pot holders. "Dinner's ready," she informed her still-giggling Apprentice, as she led the way into the dining room carrying the bubbling coq au vin. Letting her chuckles wind down before she got herself into real trouble, Anna followed her.
Dinner, as usual, was excellent, and both women ate their fill as they chatted as only they could about everything and nothing. Olaf, intrigued by the smell of food, kept rubbing and winding around their legs until Anna took pity on him and gave him a small bite of chicken while Elsa pretended not to see. When they were done, Anna took the plates back into the kitchen while Elsa cleared out the food, and after everything had been washed and/or put away, Elsa turned on the coffee pot in case they wanted some coffee when they were ready for cheesecake. She looked around for Anna, but Anna had already gone into the living room to sit on the couch, and Olaf had wasted no time following her and claiming her lap for his own.
Elsa joined them, smiling wryly at her cat's lack of subtlety about which human he preferred. "If he wasn't a present from the Patricians, I should just let him live at your place," she said. "But we would both get in trouble for it."
"No, that's not a good idea," Anna agreed. "Besides, one day soon I'll be living with you both, so he can wait a little while longer."
Elsa looked at her, still in awe of her optimism. "You truly believe that, don't you?" she questioned.
"Of course I do," Anna responded promptly. "I love you too much to believe that our separation is permanent. One day, when we're free, I am going to ask you to marry me, you are going to say yes, and we are going to live happily ever after."
Elsa didn't say anything, but got up from the couch, and Anna was suddenly terrified that her mouth had gotten her into trouble yet again. But, to her relief, Elsa came back quickly and handed her a small white box. "It's not what I wanted it to be or what I really wanted to give you. But it's a start, and, um, I hope it will always remind you of what you mean to me," Elsa said with a rare nervous stumble to her words.
Anna looked at the box and looked at Elsa before untying the bow and ripping off the paper. A small, black jewelry box lay within the outer box, and Anna spent a few moments trying to carefully take it out before growing frustrated and ripping the corner of the outer box. The black box fell out into her palm, and she turned it right side up before opening the clamshell lid. Inside lay a clear crystal pendant cut into a multifaceted sphere. At first glance, it looked like ice, which of course would have been appropriate, but as Anna examined it more closely, she realized it reminded her more of a finished version of the unfinished 3D sculpture still sitting on her desk at work, a miniature legless replica of the ice sculpture Elsa had made for her when Elsa had revealed her powers. "It's beautiful, Elsa," Anna said, smiling shyly.
"I wasn't exactly looking for anything but dinner, but it caught my eye, and I thought you would like it," Elsa replied suddenly shy herself.
"It's perfect," Anna assured her. "Help me put it on?"
Elsa took the pendant and its chain from Anna, and Anna turned her head so that Elsa could loop it around her neck. Elsa fastened the clasp and Anna took a minute to look down and admire it before turning back to Elsa. Reaching out a hand, Anna stroked Elsa's cheek for a moment before bringing their lips together for a kiss.
Olaf scurried out of the way as the kiss grew deeper and Anna abruptly pulled Elsa closer. Elsa, caught a bit off guard, pitched forward, and a chain reaction of motion ended with Anna lying on the couch and Elsa lying on top of her. The kiss didn't stop but rather intensified, and after a few minutes, Elsa grew just bold enough to set her right hand exploring. Anna gasped into the kiss as she felt the tentative touch on her left breast, but she didn't pull away, and that encouraged Elsa to keep touching and exploring. Anna's back arched as her body reacted to the touch, and she slipped her own hands underneath that ice-blue turtleneck that she loved so much, feeling Elsa's stomach muscles contract as her hands brushed smooth skin.
Elsa's mouth finally left Anna's and she started to use it on Anna's neck, causing Anna to whimper just like she had in Elsa's dreams. The sound pushed Elsa over the edge from desire into lust, and Anna whimpered again as Elsa's mouth became more questing and insistent. Suddenly, though, the chimes from the living room clock filtered through Anna's own lust-clouded brain, and she realized just how late it really was. If this continued, she would never make it back to her quarters before Quiet Hours and the IRB would have even more evidence against them. Knowing this, Anna got herself under control and with every gram of willpower she had gently pushed at Elsa's shoulders to separate them. "Elsa, we have to stop," she said regretfully.
Feeling the push and hearing the soft voice, Elsa froze, thinking she had done something wrong. Anna knew Elsa was distraught by the suddenly icy chill of the hand that was on a delicate part of her anatomy, so she kissed Elsa gently to assuage her fears. "It's not you or what we are doing, love," Anna promised her after the kiss ended and she still saw a bit of fear and confusion in Elsa's beautiful blue eyes. "I just need to go before we both get in trouble."
Elsa relaxed at Anna's assurances and pushed herself off of Anna and into a sitting position holding onto Anna's hands so that Anna sat up facing her. Anna made a move to get off the couch, but Elsa held on. "Please don't go," Elsa pleaded.
"You know I have to," Anna replied sadly.
Elsa shook her head. "No, you don't," she contradicted. Elsa laid a finger on Anna's cuff. "These aren't working right now," she explained. "The State has no idea where anyone is."
"And how do you know this?" Anna asked.
"It might have been one of my errands this evening," Elsa admitted.
Anna looked at her, not saying anything before slamming her fists down and jumping off of the couch, her back to Elsa. Startled, Elsa's eyes widened, and she waited apprehensively as her obviously angry Apprentice turned back towards her. "Today makes so much more sense now," Anna ranted, shaking her head. "No wonder you were so weird all day. I would have been too if I was planning dinner, sabotage and seduction all in the space of a few hours. What the Pillars were you thinking?! I thought I asked you not to do anything stupid!"
Elsa was truly shocked at the anger coming from Anna. It had never occurred to her that anything she had been undertaking tonight could be considered "stupid". Ill-advised would be apt, but not stupid. "What did I do that was so wrong?" she asked finally, still perplexed.
"You did something that you could be executed for so we could have sex!" Anna yelled, still fuming.
"And?" Elsa prompted, starting to get angry herself. "I was the Ice Queen long before I met you and I am the best at what I do. If I thought it was too risky, I wouldn't have done it. Case in point: when I had gotten rid of my cuff and chip, I thought about coming over to your quarters. That would have been stupid, because the dorms are far more exposed and I could easily have been caught without my electronics. But, I didn't do the stupid thing. Instead I went with the mission that I had been planning for months, the one I knew I could complete, the one I knew would give us a few precious hours of privacy." Now really pissed, Elsa let loose with her final tirade. "And just for the record, yes, I thought that maybe our relationship might progress to intimacy tonight. But, I went on that fucking mission just because I really wanted to spend some time with you, not because I wanted to fuck you," she stated coldly.
The emphatic expletives snapped Anna out of her anger. She had known Elsa long enough to know that as educated, cultured and refined as Elsa was, her earthy Proletariat upbringing caused her to cuss like her fisherman father when she was upset. Two expletives in rapid succession meant Elsa was really upset, and Anna hadn't meant to upset her. Anna sighed, returning to the couch and sitting down in front of Elsa. "I didn't mean to make you mad," Anna told Elsa apologetically, and the icy-cold stare started to melt. "I know that you are amazing at what you do, and I do trust you not to get caught. I just worry so much about you being taken away from me that any time you put yourself in danger, it scares the shit out of me," Anna said bluntly, using an expletive of her own to get her point across. "Even though tonight has been perfect, all I could think about was you getting arrested, and I overreacted." Anna took Elsa's hands and Anna could see the rest of the anger melt away. "Just don't expect me to apologize for it," Anna stated, her smile coming back. "You've taught me too well, and besides, I will never apologize for caring about you and worrying about you."
Elsa smiled at that. "Good, I'm glad that you've learned something after all these months," she teased, before growing serious again. "I shouldn't have snapped either, Anna," she admitted. "I guess I am not used to having to answer to anyone, even if that anyone has my best interests in mind."
"No, it's okay; I get it," Anna replied, stroking the hands she still held. There was stillness for a few seconds as they looked at one another, but Anna broke it by asking a question. "Do you still want me to stay?" she asked.
Elsa opened her mouth to answer, but as she did, a loud horn sounded throughout the building and Campus, signifying that Quiet Hours had become a Lockdown. Elsa quirked a smile. "Well, it looks like you have to stay regardless," she pointed out smugly.
"Don't deflect," Anna chastised her. "Answer the question."
Elsa's smirk faded, and she lifted the hands that she was clasping to her lips. "I want you to stay more than anything," she whispered, kissing them gently. "But I'll sleep on the couch if this isn't your choice."
Anna smiled. "You are always my choice," she said lovingly. Acting more boldly than she felt, Anna stood up and pulled Elsa with her, never letting go of her until they were both standing in Elsa's bedroom. They stood there awkwardly looking at one another until Elsa couldn't stand it anymore. She drew Anna in for a kiss that Anna responded to without hesitation and the uncomfortable tension was broken. Hands started to roam, and articles of clothing started to end up on the floor until pale, freckled skin slid across even paler cool skin.
Elsa took in the sight of Anna's bare skin, her fingertips tracing the freckles. "They really do go everywhere," she said with a wide smile of wicked delight that caused Anna to shiver in anticipation as she felt Elsa gently backing her towards the bed. Anna stumbled a bit as her legs hit the mattress, but Elsa steadied her and lowered her gently to the sheets.
Elsa took control, and Anna let her have it, knowing that someone with a personality like Elsa's would be more comfortable being in charge. Besides, the whole night lay ahead of them, and for Elsa, Anna could be patient. Startled out of her musings by a talented mouth, Anna whimpered, and with the whimper, Elsa's intensity increased. "I really have to ask her about the whimpering thing," was Anna's last rational thought before she slipped past the point of caring about anything but the woman above her.
Elsa as a lover was much like Elsa as a person; she was a study of contrasts that all converged into one fascinating package that demanded Anna worship her. Her touches were precise almost to the point of being clinical, like sex was a test she had studied for; yet, those same touches were infused with such raw passion that Anna never doubted their emotional authenticity. She was demanding and insistent, her hands and mouth tracing whatever path they felt like over Anna's body; yet, those same hands and mouth were gentle, coaxing rather than forcing Anna into higher and higher ecstasy until she completely lost control, then delicately holding her and kissing her as she came back down.
Elsa felt Anna begin to calm, her face burrowing into Elsa's chest as she tried to catch her breath. Elsa's grip around her tightened, and Anna relaxed further. Knowing that the time had probably crept into early morning and they needed to rest, Elsa looked for the discarded covers of her bed, intending to draw them up so they could both go to sleep. Anna quickly figured out what she was doing, though, and Elsa found herself flat on her back with Anna straddling her. "If you think that we are going to sleep, you are delusional," Anna informed her, wide awake with her mischievous energy back at full strength.
"I'm all right," Elsa protested. "It's late and we need to get to sleep."
"I need to touch you far more than I need sleep," Anna said, her gaze turning lustful when she surveyed the gorgeous body underneath her. "And you don't get to have all the fun."
"But…" Elsa began, but she was cut off when Anna reached down to kiss her. Her mouth didn't stay on Elsa's for long though, and soon it was moving lower. Elsa gasped as Anna's lips and tongue started to tease her already-sensitive breasts, causing her already-tenuous control on her emotions to start to give way completely. Elsa panicked, not knowing what would happen if she let herself lose control, and her cold hands started to push Anna away. "Anna, please stop," she pleaded in a whisper.
Hearing the panic and feeling the cold, Anna sat up immediately, slipping off Elsa to lie at her side. "What's wrong? What am I doing wrong?" she asked anxiously.
"Nothing. It's not you. It's me," Elsa said quickly, hating the worry she saw in Anna's eyes after she had turned to face her. Her short explanation caused the worry to deepen not to dissipate, so Elsa decided to be completely truthful. "When you started to touch me, it felt so good that I started to lose control of my emotions. My powers are unpredictable when I lose control of my emotions and I don't want to hurt you," she confessed. She tentatively looked across to Anna to see what her reaction might be, and the look of love and pure adoration on Anna's face relaxed her considerably.
"You would never hurt me on purpose," Anna replied confidently, reaching out her hand to stroke the face that was so close to her own. "And even if you did freeze me accidentally, it wouldn't matter. Love always makes the snow and ice go away, right, like it did when we kissed at the construction site?" she inquired. At Elsa's hesitant nod, Anna nodded herself and sat up, gently pushing Elsa back onto her back and resuming her former position on top of her. "Then we have nothing to worry about," Anna said, her hands starting to caress the body beneath her. "With the way I feel about you, your ice doesn't stand a chance," she purred, bending down and capturing Elsa's lips.
Still fearful but no longer panicked, Elsa gave herself over to that touch and those lips, but kept her hands above her head as a precaution. Anna noticed but didn't comment, preferring to use her mouth for more worthwhile pursuits. Elsa closed her eyes, letting the sensations wash over her as Anna's skill made itself known.
From the confidence in her touch, it was clear this wasn't Anna's first time, but Elsa had expected that; Plebes lived in sparingly supervised coed dorms with every last one of them, male or female on foolproof chemical birth control. They could explore everything about their sexualities without any repercussions and they were encouraged to do so as long as it didn't develop into a relationship. How ironic it was then that Elsa had needed a relationship to explore her sexuality; even in this, Elsa couldn't help but defy the State.
Anna's hand faltered and Elsa opened her eyes in confusion, her body protesting the unwanted interruption. She looked up, only to see Anna looking down at her worriedly. "What is it?" Elsa asked concernedly.
"You're a, um…you've never, um…am I your first?" Anna blurted out nervously.
"Yes," Elsa confirmed, bringing her hands down from their banishment and drawing Anna in for a kiss, hoping to reassure her. Anna relaxed somewhat and she started to kiss and caress Elsa again, her touches at first tentative but becoming more confident as Elsa's movements and vocalizations encouraged her. Anna's hands and mouth began to overwhelm Elsa again, and she put her hands back over her head as the sensation became too much and she could feel herself losing control.
Much to Elsa's surprise, Anna frowned and used her free hand to pull Elsa's right hand back. Anna kissed it and then placed it over her heart. Elsa's eyes widened and she tried to pull the hand away, but Anna shook her head. "You don't have to protect me; I'm not afraid," she whispered. Elsa struggled, trying to find a way to either get her hand away from Anna or get control of herself, but Anna's one hand was grasping hers far too tightly and the other was driving her closer to the edge. She tried to close her eyes, but Anna forestalled her. "Look at me, Elsa," she commanded Elsa gently. Elsa did, staring up at blue-green eyes that held nothing but love for her. "It's okay; you can let go. Just let it go, my love," Anna encouraged softly. Elsa felt the last of her control crumble and she cried out as a million different emotions and sensations surged through her, unable to hold it back anymore.
Anna removed the completely warm hand she was holding over her heart and kissed it tenderly as Elsa's body slowly stopped trembling. She shifted herself so that she was beside of Elsa instead of on top of her, and she felt Elsa relax before her Master turned on her side and spooned her. Sighing in contentment, Anna relaxed into her embrace. Elsa kissed her neck before conjuring a small blizzard to bring the discarded covers to them. Once they were covered, Elsa turned off the lights and they both fell asleep.
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Anna blinked groggily as light taps on her nose brought her out of a deep sleep. She tried to focus, but her eyes didn't seem to be working and they started to close again. The taps returned, and Anna woke up a little more. Her eyes were more cooperative this time, and she was able to focus on a fluffy white cat that was stationed by her pillow. "Olaf?" she questioned sleepily, rousing the woman who was wrapped around her.
Elsa glanced at her antique clock, blinking. "This is usually when I wake up," she mumbled. "The cuff alarms must be out, but someone's stomach knows exactly what time it is."
"Will he go away if I ignore him?" Anna asked, not wanting to move.
"No," Elsa replied, snuggling into Anna's back. "It's one of the reasons I'm never late to work."
Anna sighed. She started to close her eyes again, but the tapping started again, so she reluctantly threw back the covers, disentangled herself from Elsa, grabbed a robe and plodded into the kitchen. She located Olaf's food bowl, scooped some food into it and put it down, leaving him to munch happily as she made her way back to the bedroom. The robe was discarded and she crawled back into bed, smiling sentimentally when she saw Elsa had fallen back to sleep already.
Anna looked at the blonde woman sleeping across from her and her smile got wistful. It did feel just as wonderful as she thought it would to wake up in Elsa's arms. She was just as adorable as Anna thought she would be with her hair all askew and her body relaxed in sleep, and Anna couldn't stop herself from tucking a strand of pale blond hair back behind her ear. Elsa murmured something incomprehensible and scooted closer to Anna, sighing in contentment when Anna closed the distance between them and they were snuggled back together. Anna had never felt so loved in her entire life and even as she drifted back off to sleep, her smile remained.
About an hour or so later, the compulsory communications screen that every Plebian dorm contained flickered to life in Elsa's bedroom, displaying the Patrician symbol when it had turned on completely. The emergency broadcast alert sounded shortly thereafter, and both of the women in the bed were startled awake. "Attention, all Campus personnel!" a booming voice commanded. "There has been another attack by the domestic terrorist known as the Ice Queen, and all cuff-based communications have been rendered inoperable. In order to maintain Campus safety, all Campus personnel are ordered to stay where they are at until the problem has been resolved and you are given the all-clear. Any person caught outside will be arrested on sight. Please stay tuned for further developments. Screens off." At this final command, the screen turned itself back off and the room was dark and silent once more.
Even in the darkened room, Elsa could see Anna's wide grin. "Yes! Day off courtesy of the Ice Queen!" Anna celebrated.
"I have a computer in my home office, Apprentice," Elsa reminded her with a frown. "We can still do work." Anna looked at her, crestfallen, until Elsa broke out into a teasing grin. "Or, I could teach you how to make pancakes," she offered. Anna's grin came back, and she leaned over to kiss Elsa. The kiss deepened, but Anna's stomach growled and Elsa broke away from her laughing while Anna blushed.
Elsa climbed out of bed and went to her dresser, rifling around in a drawer until she came up with a t-shirt and a pair of cotton shorts that she threw at Anna. Rummaging in the same drawer, she came up with another pair of shorts that she slipped on and a V-neck shirt that she threw over her head. Anna pouted at the lack of scenery. "And why do we have to get dressed?" she whined.
"I don't cook in the nude," Elsa stated. "Especially when there are Apprentice cooks around."
Anna frowned petulantly and looked at the clothes she had been thrown. "What's Arendelle Academy?" she asked, noting both the shorts and the shirt declared their allegiance to it.
"My secondary school," Elsa answered. Anna looked intrigued and opened her mouth to ask a question, but Elsa shook her head. "Before you ask, no, I am not telling you anything about my years as an awkward teenager," she said firmly. "Now put them on and come with me to the kitchen."
Anna sighed as she pouted. "Yes, Master," she said sarcastically, dragging herself out of bed, putting the clothes on and following Elsa out of the room.
Elsa busied herself by getting the various ingredients she needed from various cupboards before getting the bacon, butter, buttermilk and eggs from the refrigerator. She turned on the oven, put the bacon on a rack and put it into the oven before washing her hands. She set the timer and turned her attention to Anna and the pancakes. "Here," she said, propping up her tablet in its kitchen stand and turning it to Anna, "this is recipe for the batter. You put together the dry ingredients and I'll get the wet ones together. Then I'll show you how to cook the cakes." When the redhead just looked at her apprehensively instead of moving, Elsa gave Anna a kiss and a swat on the butt to get her going. "You'll do fine," she promised, pulling out a saucepan to melt the butter.
"Says the woman who refused to let me bring dinner if I was cooking it," Anna jokingly reminded her.
"Even you can't screw up dry ingredients," Elsa teased. Anna still looked skeptical, but she followed the recipe as it was written, and pretty soon a nice pile of white stuff lay in a bowl. "See, I knew you could do it," Elsa praised her, as she poured her buttermilk, egg and melted butter mixture into the flour. She carefully stirred it together, stopping when the batter was just moistened through. "First rule of pancakes: don't over mix. Your pancakes will be tough because you've developed the gluten," Elsa said.
"Am I supposed to know what that means?" Anna inquired with her impish grin.
"Not really," Elsa admitted. "You just need to make sure not to over mix your pancakes." Anna laughed and stuck a finger in the batter to taste it. "Get out of there!" Elsa commanded, slapping Anna's hand away. Anna withdrew her hand but stole the spatula and as Elsa made a move to retrieve it, the timer for the bacon went off. Shaking her head, Elsa went to check on it, and seeing it was done, pulled it from the oven. She then turned her attention back to Anna who was doing her best to look innocent. "Give it back," Elsa ordered.
"No," Anna retorted with a grin. Sighing, Elsa tried to grab it, but Anna held tight, and as they struggled, a big dollop of batter fell off the spatula right into the V of Elsa's shirt. Elsa sighed, but Anna's eyes lit up when she saw where it had landed. "Let me clean that up for you, Master," she offered, lowering her head to rid Elsa of the offending material. Elsa's eyes closed and she let out the tiniest of whimpers as Anna's mouth explored, reminding of Anna of something she had wanted to ask Elsa about. Anna lifted her head from Elsa's chest and removed the spatula from Elsa's now-willing hand, dumping it in the sink before it made a mess. She encircled Elsa's waist with her arms and a speculative smile appeared. Elsa looked at her, wondering what the sudden smirk was about. "Your reaction to my cleaning skills brought up a question for me, Master," Anna began, and Elsa waited for the conclusion. "Why does my whimpering arouse you so much?" Anna finished.
Elsa blinked and then blushed, but decided to answer honestly. "It's the sound you make in my more erotic dreams about you," she admitted with a sheepish smile. "Apparently I find it even more erotic in real life."
Anna laughed, impressed at the frank honesty. "You really are amazing," she said affectionately, leaning across and kissing Elsa.
Elsa smiled as she kissed Anna back. "So are you," she murmured. The kiss quickly grew more intense, and the pancakes were forgotten as Elsa started to back Anna up against the pantry.
Just as her hand glided underneath Anna's shirt and Anna's started to reach for her shorts, a bracing voice stopped them cold. "Well, if this isn't cozy," the voice mocked.
Elsa and Anna turned around to find the Master Detective from the IRB standing in the doorway to the kitchen. "Good morning, ladies," she sneered. As they looked at her in shock, she oozed into the kitchen followed by a distraught-looking Hua Ping and two Thinker Constables. "Arrest them," she ordered the Constables.