Esméralda woke up with a feeling of happiness radiating from her. She was lying in bed with her two favourite sisters around her and she felt comfortable in their embrace. The little one was snuggled against her right side and had her face in her chest, and Elsa was on her left side, with her head resting on her shoulder. It felt a bit surreal to see them in this position, sleeping next to her. They had ended up sleeping together again, and the three of them were naked under the sheets.

Two months had passed since the first time they had sex after the board game party Esméralda turned into a drinking party. And for the last month, their sexy sleepovers had become more and more frequent. Elsa and Anna always found ridiculous ways to ask her to come into their bed, and it had become a game between them to find the worst excuses possible. Last night, Elsa had asked her if she could help her sister with clothing advice. She had arrived in the bedroom to see a deliciously naked redhead lying seductively on the bed, and it had quickly escalated from there.

The two sisters were getting quite used to it, and even Elsa didn't blush too much anymore each time they would share a bed. Esméralda had to admit the sex was great. More than great. Elsa could seem a bit uptight sometimes (for someone who fucked her sister and had threesomes with her ex) but Anna was the complete opposite. She seemed to be open to anything, and Esméralda loved how dirty she could talk sometimes. Especially because it was so unlike her usual innocent behavior. And the moans... between Anna's cute moans and Elsa's loud screams, it was hard not to get extremely turned on.

What turned her on the most was the fact the two girls were sisters, and Anna had understood that quite well. Now she would always comment on it and mention it while they had sex. She moaned "sis" on purpose, and often told her to fuck her sister or similar things.

The dancer took some time to watch them. Adorable little Anna, always so cute with her freckles and twin braids. She had a small, slim figure, and Esméralda always wanted to hug and hold her. And then there was Elsa. Gorgeous, hot, magnificient Elsa. With her bright face and amazing deep blue eyes. Platinum hair worth killing for, and a body that made every head turn. She wanted to touch the soft porcelain skin of her shoulder, but she didn't want to wake up Anna. They had fallen asleep late yesterday, and could enjoy their Saturday morning in bed.

She settled more comfortably in the bed, and turned her head towards her ex-girlfriend's face. She looked so peaceful, sleeping soundly in front of her. A beautiful strand of blond hair fell across her face as she moved around a bit, and the dancer desperately wanted to put it back in place. She carefully got her arm out from under Anna, and turned to face Elsa, lying on her side. Anna followed the motion in her sleep and snuggled against her back, which made Esméralda smile.

With her free hand, she cautiously pushed the strand of hair back against Elsa's ear and continued watching her in awe. Her features were so delicate, her lips so enticing, that Esméralda wondered how she could have let her escape almost three years ago. At that time Elsa had been her girlfriend, and she would give everything to get that back. Except Elsa didn't love her back. She loved her sister and the dancer had foolishly thought that it would be best to put an end to their relationship rather than deal with the fact her girlfriend was secretly in love with another. But what if I had supported her? What if I had told her I understood and that I could help? Maybe we would still be together, and she would never have yielded to her desires for Anna. Maybe we would be living together. Maybe she would have even ended up falling in love with me.

The thoughts were depressing, and even though she deeply regretted how things had gone back then, there was nothing she could do about it. Also, it wouldn't be fair to Anna. The two sisters deserved each other, and their love and bond was truly inspirational. They both deserve to be happy together. Nonetheless, it hurt.

She kept her hand on the beautiful girl's cheek and stroked it tenderly. She still loved her. She had tried forgetting about her since they had broken up, and it had worked in some way. But when she had seen her again, all her feelings had rushed back to her and she had fallen in love with her all over again. And yet she had accepted to come and live here, only to be tortured watching her living happily with her girlfriend and sister. It was hard, but at the same time it allowed her to be close to her. To them.

And she had to admit things had been getting better lately. Even if it was just sex, she loved it and she loved waking up with them. And it was great living here. She had always been used to loneliness, but she knew it would be hard to stop living with these two amazing girls. But how long until they grow bored of me? How long until they realize they don't need me in their life?

Elsa woke up and opened her eyes while Esméralda was still holding her cheek. The blonde smiled at her and Esméralda smiled back.

"Hey babe."

"Morning Esmé" the girl answered kindly. Then she leaned against her and kissed her softly on the lips. She instantly blushed once she realized what she had done and Esméralda chuckled.

"You shouldn't blush for a gentle kiss. If I remember correctly you were two fingers deep into..." she stopped as she saw how red her friend's cheeks were turning. She loved teasing her that much, but the fact was she actually understood why simple gestures like hugs and soft kisses felt more intimate than sex. They had been girlfriends, and these gestures were more romantic than sexual. It meant more. Esméralda wasn't getting it over her head. She knew damn well that Elsa didn't love her. But maybe she had some lingering feelings for her, and she would be content with that she could have.

"Sorry..."

"You shouldn't feel sorry. I like it." I would kiss you all day if I could.

"Is Anna still sleeping?"

"Yes. She's so cute."

"That she is. We should let her sleep."

"Of course. We can sleep late anyway."

"Yeah..." Elsa looked at her and Esméralda hoped she was going to ask what she was thinking about.

"Can... can we cuddle? Until she wakes up."

The dancer smiled happily and nodded. "Sure."

They waited for Anna to wake up together, stroking each other's skin and Esméralda even dared to kiss her on some body parts. Nothing too intimate, but she liked the softness of Elsa's skin under her lips and the blonde didn't complain.

She had been dozing off for a while when she was woken up by an energetic redhead.

"Good morning Esmé!" she told her, smiling, and Esméralda smiled back. "Morning little one."

She leaned over her to kiss her sister, and the dancer smiled. They really were made to belong together. Then the redhead surprised her and kissed her too, lightly brushing her lips with hers.

"Is it me or it's really cold outside?"

"Well, it's almost December..." answered the older sister.

"Brrr..." Anna shivered and climbed over Esméralda to snuggled herself between the two.

Esméralda couldn't help but laugh and hugged them both, squeezing the redhead between herself and Elsa. It felt oddly satisfying to have Anna here between them, and the dancer was face to face with her ex-girlfriend. They stayed here for most of the morning, enjoying the comfortable warmth of both their bodies and the covers. If only things could stay that way forever, but Esméralda knew the two girls would just laugh if they told them what she really desired.

A few days later, Esméralda found herself alone in the flat, watching TV to pass some time. It was one of those days when Anna had her art classes and finished pretty late, and Elsa had still not came back from her job at the restaurant. She felt a bit lonely and realized how much she would miss them if they were to part. They had become part of her life, and she wondered how she could go back to living on her own.

She had started brooding again when Elsa finally came back home. She didn't seem too happy and sat on the couch next to her with a heavy sigh.

"Bad day at work?"

"Yeah... some people are jerks."

"What happened?"

"Nothing really out of the ordinary. Gross customers, stupid coworkers, and a big douchebag of a manager."

"Hum... rough day then."

"Yeah..." the blonde leaned her head back against the top of the couch and closed her eyes.

"Want a massage?"

"I'm not sure it's gonna help."

"Well, you haven't tried them, that's why!"

Elsa chuckled. "I guess I have nothing to lose."

"Turn around, babe."

The blonde did so and showed her back to her. Esméralda put her hands on her shoulders and started rubbing them as best she could.

"I guess it's not too bad..."

"Are you trying to get me mad, hon? Ok, it's on." She stood up. "Lay down on the couch and take off your blouse."

The blonde opened her mouth, most likely to complain about it being not entirely decent, but then closed it. She's starting to understand. Then she unbuttoned her blouse and almost didn't blush as she took it off in front of Esméralda.

When she was stretched on the couch, Esméralda straddled her and put her hands on her back.

"Take deep breaths."

The blonde obeyed, and the dancer started applying light pressure on her back and shoulders, trying to locate knots and make her feel better. Judging by the sounds she made, it was working. She didn't want to push her luck to much, though, and didn't remove her bra or make it last too long.

"How do you feel?" she finally asked.

"Good... thanks. That did help me relax."

"Great. Wanna watch something now?"

The blonde sat up, and Esméralda watched her as she put her blouse back on. She's so gorgeous.

"I'd like to, but I think I've got some work to do for my next classes."

"Your next classes? For next year, you mean?" she asked jokingly.

"Humpf."

"Come on babe, watch some stupid things with me."

"Ok, ok."

Esméralda smiled and they started watching TV together. Expect they slowly got closer, and she felt like a teenage girl having her first crush. She wanted to kiss her or at least to get even closer, but she didn't dare. Come on, you're not a teenager anymore!

With her heart racing, she softly grabbed Elsa's hand on the couch and started stoking her thumb on it. It didn't seem to bother the blonde, or at least she didn't complain. They spent the next minutes lightly and briefly touching each other, and Esméralda couldn't really tell what they were watching anymore, too focused on the beautiful woman next to her.

When she turned her head around for the hundredth time, she caught Elsa staring at her too, and they looked into each other's eyes. The deep blue pools were hypnotizing, and Esméralda could feel herself leaning for a kiss. She stopped herself inches from Elsa's lips, but the blonde closed the gap and they kissed. It wasn't a light peck, but it wasn't the heated start of a making out session either. It felt intimate, warm, and she felt fuzzy already. It lasted for a while, until Elsa broke it up and leaned back. Esméralda already missed it.

"I... We shouldn't do that. Anna..." the blonde started, but Esméralda quickly interrupted her.

"Yes, I understand. It's ok. Sorry... I... it's my fault. I shouldn't have done that." Kissing Elsa while Anna isn't there? Bad idea. Especially because of the nature of the kiss.

"I... I'm gonna study a little, ok?"

"Sure. Of course. Maybe I should do the same."

"Great. Huh... ask me if you need help."

"Sure. Thanks."

Elsa retreated to her room and Esméralda hit herself with her palm. Fuck, fuck, fuck. This is not what you should be doing. This is getting harder every day.

Anna arrived an hour later, and they spent the evening together. When the two sisters finally retreated into their room, Esméralda found herself alone in her bed, hoping that one of the two would come and ask her to join them. She didn't even want to have sex. Spending the night with them, sleeping in their bed would be enough. Fuck, you're so pathetic, Esmé. They don't need you. They're happily sleeping into each other's arms while you're here all alone, wishing they would take pity on you. Every night spent alone was worse than the last.

She glanced at the clock of her smartphone. Midnight... they won't be asking you to join them tonight... Of course she couldn't blame them. They were a happy couple, they loved each other. And they had never said anything about the threesomes becoming a regular thing. For all she knew it would never happen again. It was hard. You're putting yourself into too much misery. Sleeping right next to Elsa, while she's with her girlfriend?

As every time she spent a night alone, she asked herself the same it worth it to spend three or four nights depressing about all of this to only get one night of pleasure and happiness? Not even mentioning that she wouldn't get everything she wanted. Of course sex was great, but what she really craved for was love and affection, and she couldn't ask that from them.

By the middle of the night, Esméralda still had not found sleep. But she had finally found her answer. Maybe because every time she thought about it the scales seemed to tip more and more. Maybe because it was getting too hard to deal with the loneliness. These nights spent with the two sisters were like drugs. It was so great in the moment, but everything would crumble apart afterwards. I need to put a stop to this. I'm moving out tomorrow.

Notes: First chapter with Esmé's point of view! I'm not sure if there will be others, but I felt like it was interesting to have one at this point of the story!

Also, I might not be able to upload the next chapter in two days as usual! At the worst it will be in three.