This is Ice

by Disneyspine

Every day I would watch that one girl, hoping she'd notice me. Or...rather that she'd notice me in the way I "noticed" her. She certainly knew who I was, there was no denying that. After all: I was the only ginger, lesbian, goody-two-shoes that had had a crush on her since middle school. Highschool AU, punk!Elsa, femslash (Elsanna), drabble-esque chapters.

38. Chapter 38

Her aunt was away, doing who knows what. Details like that...they weren't important.

We moved through her house, and garments were shed. There was not a moment we paused in our exploits; it was almost as though we had been waiting for this...to do this...for years. We were desperate.

We tumbled into her room, a tangle of sweat-stained limbs. I didn't pay attention to how her room looked, for I was to busy with how she looked. We explored quite a bit, seeing how certain things would make the other react. I loved how she would flush, arching up to my hands. I loved how she felt against me. I loved her.

I loved her.

We moved against each other, and it was messy. Very hot, and very messy. I wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

Afterwards, we laid beside each other, looking completely wrecked. But I didn't care. I burrowed against her, listening to her heart.

She had her arms wrapped around me. It surprised me, a bit, how warm she was.