Omega [REDUX]

Chapter 28

She awoke to cool air, soft sheets and a warm body snuggled up to her.

From the abyss of grogginess her mind resided in she tried to remember exactly what happened. Recollection was always difficult when tired, even for an enhanced human being like her. She remembered taking Anna's hands, badly attempting to lead her into a waltz. She remembered them tripping over each other, laughing every time they tumbled to the floor and tried to pick themselves up. She remembered one time Anna pinned her to the ground and mashed her lips into hers, and they had stayed that way for an extended period of time.

She remembered they were basically nowhere near accomplished in waltzing whatsoever, despite having tried for three hours straight before they'd hauled their tired legs into bed, Anna kissing the life out of her the whole time. They were going to need a lot more practice.

The thought of kissing Anna made her face burn, even as a smile crossed her face involuntarily.

Elsa shifted her head on the pillow she and Anna shared. It was a small pillow, but Anna had insisted, and Elsa couldn't refuse. She felt her legs intertwined with Anna's, the feeling of Anna's skin on hers sending small tremors of pleasure through her. Their warmth under the covers was so alluring Elsa couldn't bear to move.

Her eyes fell upon Anna's goddess-like features: her heart-trembling freckles and her perfect lips, which were now curled into a small, satisfied smile. Her gaze traveled along her bodice, taking in the t-shirt she wore to sleep, her shorts obscured by the covers. She felt Anna's smooth legs intertwined with hers and memories of them kissing over and over again came flooding back together.

She literally felt herself heat up. Being overly sensitive to sensory stimuli did that to a person.

Elsa exhaled, trembling. She needed more. More of Anna. But Anna was sleeping so peacefully in front of her she couldn't bear to wake her up. Not for her own selfish needs.

She glanced at the time. It was only 2 am; she didn't even know why she suddenly woke up this early. Snuggling with Anna in the past had bestowed her with a sense of calm that she lacked sorely; other times, Anna would distract her from her troubles by chatting incessantly. Why she suddenly felt her heart race at the sight of Anna in her bed was a different story.

She felt the space between her legs grow hot and wet.

Her face must have been as red as a tomato. She knew exactly what she was feeling, and she also knew how to relieve the ache that she was currently feeling, but the thought of actually masturbating had scared her a little, and she'd put it off. The last thing she expected herself to be facing had been sexual attraction, and she hadn't prepared herself sufficiently for such a scenario.

For now, she decided the best course of action was to posit herself away from her source of attraction. She wasn't going to be able to sleep this way.

Gingerly Elsa extricated herself from the covers they shared, reluctantly leaving Anna's warmth, placing her feet on the cool metal floor. She cringed as she hit the door release, the sound of the metal sliding open a little too loud for her liking, as well as that of Anna's sleep. Not wanting to risk waking Anna up, she left it open, taking soft steps towards the circle center, gazing up at the night sky above. Slowly her thoughts turned from Anna to everything in general. How far she'd come. How far she would go.

Everything has really lead up to this, hasn't it?

It was still surreal to her. Her new life was really about to begin. A life of protecting people instead of destroying them. A life in company instead of in isolation. A life with one of the people she knew she truly cared for. For once she was, or at least to her understanding, satisfied. Content. Happy. Nothing to bother her for a long, long time.

Her future, for the moment, had a sense of direction; she knew where she was going and what was bound to happen. She gazed up at the stars, and for a moment she felt the same feeling she felt when she looked out upon the plains up on the roof gardens: free. I'm not burdened down anymore.

She felt a tinge of guilt strike her; she'd left behind people that she couldn't save. One of them she had to kill personally. And suddenly everything didn't seem so nice anymore. Her life thus far hadn't been smooth sailing, but she'd had done some terrible things all up till now. Things might have changed, but her past would haunt her for the rest of her life.

No, she decided. I won't let my past define who I am now. I am more than that now.

She cast a furtive glance back at the room, watching Anna shift in her peaceful slumber. Elsa almost laughed as she contemplated the early stages of their relationship: she'd been told to try to turn Anna's life around. If anything, Anna had turned hers around. A smile crept up the corners of her cheek as she stretched her legs out, leaning back on her already outstretched arms, and continued to watch the twinkling stars hanging against the black backdrop.

Movement. Behind me. Slow, unsure footing, irregular walking pattern. Anna had woken up. Elsa cursed herself for leaving the door open; the change of temperature in the room had probably caused it. She turned her head. Anna was indeed walking over, a pillow clutched between her arms.

"Can't sleep?" Anna asked, moving to sit beside her, almost instantly placing her head on Elsa's shoulder and staring into space. "I thought you were dead tired a few hours ago."

"I'm modified to need minimal amounts of rest," Elsa deadpanned. "This is normal for me."

Anna shifted herself to plant a light kiss on Elsa's cheek. "Not healthy for you." The contact reignited a fire in Elsa's loins, one that she thought she had suppressed moments ago.

Elsa shuddered, thankfully invisibly, and returned the gesture. "I'll live."

She felt Anna lean on her again, and for a while they stayed that way: unspeaking, unmoving, content to have each other's company. Elsa didn't want to spoil the moment nor disturb Anna, so she felt a sense of awkwardness overcome her momentarily, but that passed as Anna shifted against her, a shudder of pleasure passing through her again.

"I want to show you something," she said.

The mop of gorgeous red hair shifted again. "What is it?"

Elsa moved her arm, twisting her hand in a wave-motion, gathering her energy around her palm. Icy magic swirled around her skin as she summoned her ice once again, feeling her control exert over every single crystal that shimmered before them. Once again the ice settled into the familiar ring she was familiar them, surrounding them in glittering blue light.

Her heart throbbed as she watched a smile break across Anna's features. "Do you do this often?"

"When I'm confused, yes," Elsa responded, as the ice began to shimmer ever so slightly. "It always reflects my emotions and thoughts in a means that I can understand, whenever I have trouble making sense of them myself."

"Why are you showing me this?"

"I figured that we're going to spend a lot of time together." The crystals began to swirl and flow again, attempting to form a proper structure. "And because I don't really know how else to tell you."

Before them the ice began to settle, forming the same thing it had for months: a glittering replica of Anna's face.

Elsa heard her gasp audibly as the realization registered. "Is that…"

"Yes," she replied, even though there was absolutely no need to. "It is." She felt her heart begin to pound.

Anna turned slowly towards her, mouth agape but smiling, green eyes sparkling. "I... I just…"

"I've been like this a while now," Elsa said, averting her gaze slightly, fully aware of Anna's eyes on her. "I keep thinking about you. Everyday. Every time I see you my heart flutters, and my insides really feel strange. Feels like…"

"Jelly?" Anna giggled.

"That seems apt," Elsa returned the smile, turning back to look at Anna. "But in any case, you've really changed my life. In ways you probably can't imagine."

Anna placed a hand gently on Elsa's cheek, caressing her skin. Elsa sighed softly, eyes closing in a moment of bliss, before opening again to look her in the eye. "I think I love you, Anna Faust."

She saw her eyes water. "What?" Anna sputtered, her smile growing even wider. "You mean—"

"I love you, Anna. I really think I do." Elsa shifted her body to move closer to Anna, placing a hand behind her head, planting a light kiss on the tip of her nose, eliciting a small squeal. "I haven't had enough time to develop emotionally and psychologically, but I'm pretty sure about this."

Anna just stared at her stupidly, lips drawn into a huge smile, at a complete loss for words. Elsa decided to spare her the awkwardness, so she surged forth and kissed her. She heard Anna's muffled squeals of mock protest, giggling into the kiss, even as their lips mashed together in a mess of bliss and joy.

Eventually they broke it off, coming up for air. A thin strand of saliva hung between their bottom lips as they parted. "Ew!" Anna squeaked, swiping it away and wiping her hand on her shorts as Elsa laughed, who promptly put her hands around Anna's shoulder, turning her around on the marble floor and pulling her into an embrace.

"God you feel wonderful," Anna moaned as Elsa held Anna's back to herself, wrapping her legs around Anna's torso, prompting another laugh from her. But then the atmosphere shifted, and nothing seemed as funny anymore as Elsa placed her head on Anna's shoulder.

"I love you too, Elsa," Anna said softly.

The words made Elsa's heart sing with joy, even as it began to pound in her chest. But for now, the only words she could manage were, "That's good."

Anna giggled, amused. "I can't believe this is actually happening."

"Why not?"

"I'd never have expected any of this happen when I first met you," she went on, letting out a soft laugh. "And later on, even when I realized I had feelings for you, I didn't even begin to think you would feel the same way."

Elsa shifted her head to kiss Anna's neck, eliciting another moan. "How much have you thought about this?"

"You have no idea," came the reply, as Anna leaned back into Elsa's arms. "I've dreamt about this whenever I was asleep, and fantasised about this in my every waking moment."

Elsa laughed. "That sounds like a cheesy line from some book."

Anna smirked, turning around to kiss her again. Elsa swore she melted a little inside as they did, her lips unwittingly parting to the pair seeking entry. She felt a tongue sweep across her bottom lip, brushing against her own, Anna's intoxicating taste overwhelming her. Without thinking her lips closed around Anna's tongue, sucking on the tip, resisting the urge to break into a smile as Anna began to moan.

Almost reluctantly Elsa let go to give Anna some air. But she wasn't having any of that; Anna tackled her to the ground, almost a little too hard. Elsa heard the crack as the back of her skull connected with the floor. "Sorry!" Anna exclaimed, but her apologies were silenced as Elsa pulled her down to kiss, unsatisfied with what she had gotten thus far.

For a while they lay like that, Anna pinning Elsa to the floor with her mouth, savoring every taste of each other that they could under the moonlight. Elsa's head grew fuzzier with every swipe of Anna's tongue, and her hands began to roam Anna's body, just as Anna's did hers. Her fingers wrapped around the back of Anna's neck and head, pulling her closer, even though Elsa knew there was no way Anna wanted this to end either.

Eventually she pushed herself up into a sitting position. She felt Anna's hand move up her singlet to caress her bare back, and she moaned, breaking the kiss. The sound caused Anna to realise exactly what she was doing, and she promptly attempted to remove her hand, her face completely mortified. Elsa reached behind with lightning reflexes, catching Anna's hand midway.

"It's okay," Elsa whispered in Anna's ear just before she planted a kiss on her earlobe, feeling Anna shudder beneath her. "You can touch more than that if you want." She felt her face flush at the words she was saying, but her mind was too overcome with lust to rationalize her actions properly.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Anna whispered back. "I mean, I've never done this before with anyone else…"

"Neither have I," Elsa replied as she ran her fingers through Anna's red hair. "Heck, I've only read about touching myself and I've never actually done so."

Anna's eyes widened comically. "Seriously?"

"Seriously."

"Well this is going to be fun," Anna laughed, pulling Elsa back down onto the floor and straddling her. For a few moments they were content to just be in contact with each other, kissing each other the whole time.

"What are you waiting for?" Elsa giggled. "You going to get on with it or what?"

Anna didn't need to be told twice. As Elsa pulled her in for another kiss, she felt a second hand move underneath the fabric of her singlet, feeling her toned abdominal muscles. She sighed into the kiss, and she felt the hand hesitate.

"You okay?" she heard Anna ask. "Am I doing something wrong or—"

She kissed Anna's forehead. "You're doing perfectly well," Elsa replied breathlessly. "It just feels really, really good…"

Satisfied that she was doing her job well, Anna resumed her touching, but now Elsa was so wrapped up in the sensation of being touched that she forgot to kiss Anna. Instead she closed her eyes and held Anna's forehead against hers, breathing raggedly as she did.

"I need you," she heard Anna whisper as her hands continued their exploratory journey up Elsa's back, caressing her skin, gently raking her nails across it. Elsa swore the trails she traced began to burn and linger. "I really need you to do… things to me."

"What kind of things?" she whispered back.

"Naughty things."

"I like the sound of that."

"Since when did you get so naughty?" Anna smirked, even as her forehead pressed upon Elsa's. "It's almost as if we're in a poorly written story, and you're being written out of character."

Elsa opened her eyes and gazed into Anna's, catching a hint of lust glowing in those green irises. "And since when did you get so bold, Ms Faust?"

She watched Anna's face turn an interesting shade of red, even though her hands remained on Elsa's body. "Never mind," Elsa said, "I should have known better, ever since you started masturbating in my own bed."

Elsa resisted the urge to laugh out loud as she watched Anna's eyes widen dramatically. "I… how…?"

"I have very enhanced senses, Anna," she responded, a ridiculously huge smile on her face. "I can smell you after you've finished and are lying in my bed the moment I re-enter the room. You're such a naughty girl."

She giggled as Anna continued to gawk, brushing a stray curl of red hair away as she gazed into Anna's eyes. "My naughty little girl," Elsa said, surprising herself with her own possessiveness as she kissed Anna on one cheek, then did so again on the other. "How bad do you want this?"

"Desperately…" Anna moaned in reply, and Elsa pulled her over her own body as she lay upon the cool marble floor. "You won't even come close to comprehending…"

"Then help me comprehend." Her heart still pounding, Elsa kissed Anna passionately again, her own hands subconsciously roaming across Anna's body. They came to rest at the bottom of her t-shirt, but they hesitated; she still didn't know if what she was doing was too quick, too assertive and rushed, and the last thing she wanted to do was to scare Anna off. Not when they were this close.

Then she realized she had absolutely no idea what she was doing. She didn't know if Anna wanted more time. She didn't even know if rushing into this was good for their relationship. Heck, she didn't even know if they were in a proper relationship per se. Whatever words that she'd just given to Anna seemed to make less sense now.

Elsa turned her head away, perhaps a little too obviously, because Anna clearly noticed her discomfort. "What's wrong?"

She didn't want to spoil the mood entirely, so she told a half-truth. "I don't know if what I'm doing is good enough."

"What do you mean?" Anna asked, pressing her body weight down on Elsa's, and for a moment the feeling of Anna's breasts pressed into her own made her quiver with bliss. "You were the one reassuring me of my doubts a few moments ago. Aren't you enjoying this?"

"I'm more concerned if you will."

Anna laughed, almost heartily, as she kissed Elsa again and nuzzled her neck. "I have absolutely no clue what I'm doing right now," she admitted, "but frankly, since this is a first for both of us, how are we going to know if we suck at this?"

That gave Elsa all the confirmation she needed, and she clasped the bottom of Anna's t-shirt a little tighter. "May I?" she asked as she looked up, and she got a warm smile in return.

Slowly, Elsa pulled the t-shirt up and over Anna's head, revealing every expanse of her skin. Eventually the whole garment came off, and she found herself staring at Anna's body, mesmerized by the tone of her skin, the freckles adorning her shoulder, and the fullness of her breasts, nipples already puckered by the cool air.

Anna shivered, perhaps a little self-consciously. Elsa smirked. "You cold?"

"A little," Anna replied, her own smile shrinking a little as she moved to cover her chest self-consciously. Elsa reached over to pry her hands away from her body, placing them over her own shoulders instead as she moved to plant a soft kiss on Anna's collarbone. Anna moaned softly, her hands rising to clasp at Elsa's hair as she continued her ministrations.

Elsa quickly found herself addicted to the taste of Anna's skin. There was probably an explanation as to why there was a taste in the first place, but right now she couldn't care less. Her fingers interlaced with Anna's as her tongue lapped at her pristine skin, trailing slowly downward toward a destination she didn't even have in mind. She felt Anna shiver under her as she dragged her lips along the curve of her right breast, and she felt her mouth water involuntarily as she closed her lips around the hard nub.

Anna gasped, her grip on Elsa's head tightening. Unable to look up Elsa ran a hand along the length of Anna's arm until she grasped her other breast, slowly squeezing and massaging it gently as her tongue nursed at Anna's nipple. After untold time she switched her mouth to Anna's other breast, pinching the nipple with both her lips as she caressed the previous one with two fingers, feeling nails dig into her scalp.

"You like that?" she whispered, as she extended her tongue out to lick the nipple one last time before parting reluctantly, departing for her other breast again. Elsa took the hitch in Anna's breath as a good sign, and she reached down to grasp Anna's ass through the fabric of her shorts. "You want more?"

"Mmhmm." Anna was too far gone to speak coherently. Even as her teeth gently pinched the hardened nub Elsa felt hands cup the back of her head and pull her upwards towards a pair of tender, eager, and quivering lips. She felt Anna's tongue part her own lips upon contact, her own tongue meeting Anna's, and for a moment she saw stars behind her closed eyelids.

Elsa hand reached for the waistband of Anna's shorts. Even as she pressed herself deeper into Anna's kiss her hands dipped inside Anna's shorts to grab her firm asscheeks, causing Anna to grunt in surprise. Elsa smiled through the kiss as she managed to pull the shorts off, feeling it slide down Anna's slender legs.

"You're not wearing anything underneath, you naughty little girl."

Anna blushed. "It's easier for me to… you know…"

Elsa grinned as she raked her fingers over Anna's breasts one last time before her hands roamed downwards. She felt Anna grab impatiently at her own breasts through her tank top; the sudden forcefulness caught her by surprise, but she couldn't deny the pleasure of Anna's fingers groping at her, as dirty as it sounded.

"Clothes… off…" Anna's words came in a ragged plea, which Elsa suspected was because her own fingers were nearing the space between Anna's legs. Wordlessly she kissed Anna, pulling her hands over her head, allowing Anna to remove the garment entirely.

A sudden wave of self-consciousness hit her just as the cool air hit her skin, and she understood Anna's earlier actions to cover herself; it was even more prevalent for her, because she realized that she'd hidden her body away from everyone, especially due to the scar on her back. She didn't know if Anna would like what she saw.

Then she felt Anna cup her breasts, and she melted into her touch as Anna barely managed to whisper: "You're beautiful." Anna attacked her breasts, lavishing Elsa with licks and kisses and small squeezes that drove her insane. Elsa's hands tightened around Anna's shoulders as the oral assault escalated, her eyes shut as she felt a familiar pleasurable sensation blossoming between her legs.

"I never want you to leave," Anna said as pinned Elsa to the floor with her body weight, and Elsa groaned as she felt the expanse of Anna's skin on her own, their warmth melding as she reached for Anna's ass again, grabbing a fistful and squeezing, causing Anna to moan above her. "I love this way too much."

"I love you way too much," Elsa managed to say, feeling Anna pull off her own shorts. "You drive me crazy."

"How crazy?" Anna teased.

Elsa let her hand slide between Anna's legs, feeling the wetness between, whispering the word: "Insane" into Anna's ear as she felt her lover curl up to the touch.

"Oh god that feels good." Anna planted a flurry of kisses across Elsa's collarbone as Elsa's fingers began to move across her clit. Elsa reveled in the power she realized she now commanded. Summoning blizzards, snowstorms and icy blasts were one thing, but to have Anna quivering on top of her with just a single fingertip was a whole new level of power. She almost smiled evilly as she applied more pressure, causing Anna's breath to catch in her throat again. "Grrrrnnnnnn—"

"I'm sorry," Elsa laughed, "What was that again?"

"So…" She felt a fingertip worm between her legs, parting her own slick folds, causing Elsa to gasp. "Good…" Anna's words seemed to have a magical effect on her; even before pressure was applied she felt pleasure emanate from her pussy and wash throughout her body.

Elsa forced her eyes open, gazing straight into Anna's. Something shifted in her gaze, something Elsa could only describe as a primal instinct, a lustful desire.

And right then and there, nothing more needed to be said. Elsa grinned, pulling Anna into a kiss as she dipped two fingers into Anna's hot, wet cavern. The sensation was strange and new, but ultimately wonderful, hearing Anna moan passionately as she began to move her fingers in a rhythm. For a brief moment Elsa was lost in the newness of it all, the simple routine of moving her fingers in and out, in and out, in and out again. Anna squirmed in pleasure, but Elsa held their lips together firmly, and she offered no other resistance, merely succumbing to her desires. Elsa felt Anna's fingers enter her almost at the same time, the sensation of being filled suddenly leaving her for a loss of words, her mental processes almost completely blanking out.

Eventually Anna had to come up for air; Elsa responded by pushing them into a sitting position, allow her to plunge her fingers deeper into Anna. Her lover squealed in surprise, her free hand clutching the back of Elsa's head ever tighter, which had moved to lap at her breasts once again, her other hand trying to reciprocate in kind. Elsa felt groggily drunk with pleasure, her mind distracted by Anna's fingers pumping in and out inside her inner walls. Her own thumb shifted to rub the hardened nub that was Anna's clit, now free from its hood and slick with Anna's juices, and she heard Anna's breathing become more and more irregular.

Anna pulled Elsa up so she could move her fingers better, moaning as she did, and Elsa had absolutely no qualms with that. Her enhanced senses had always worked against her all her life, since the only sensory input that she really felt was pain. But to feel pleasure so pronounced, so intense and so wondrous was something she could never have imagined. Her eyes closed again and she let Anna's fingers rub her to paradise, but still ensuring her partner enjoyed it as much as she did.

"Elsa…?" a faraway voice seemed to call out, gasps for breath mixed in between. "I'm… I'm gonna…"

Primal instinct overcame rationality as Elsa simply pressed her mouth upon Anna's, tongue invading Anna's lips to silence her, knowing exactly what was coming (literally). She felt the inner walls that surrounded her fingers suddenly clamp down, and a flood of wetness rushed forth, drenching her entire hand as Anna's orgasm hit. Her lover almost exploded on top of her, barely managing to break the kiss and scream for all she was worth.

It was all too much for Elsa. Anna's sheer cries of pleasure, the sensations upon her hand and the fingers plunging deep inside her set off a firework inside her. She felt wave after wave of pleasure slam into every fiber of her being as her own walls contacted around Anna's fingers, her other hand wrapping tightly around Anna's back and pulling her down to share in the amazing heat of orgasm. Elsa threw her head back as Anna kissed her neck, seeing stars behind her eyelids even as the aftershocks of her orgasm began to fade.

They lay there, breathing heavily, fingers still inside each other, neither of them wanting to disrupt the moment they had.

Elsa felt Anna's head move ever so slightly on top of her breast, so she lifted her own head to look. Her red hair in a complete mess, freckles more heart-throbbing than ever, Anna gave her a radiant, beautiful smile.

"Wow," Elsa managed to say.

Anna rested her head back upon Elsa's breast, and she shivered to the touch. "Wow indeed."

And then Elsa drew her fingers back ever so gently, and forcefully plunged them back into Anna. She reveled in the moment Anna gasped in surprise, and she pressed her thumb into Anna's clit even as Anna barely managed to press her forehead against her own.

Elsa grinned naughtily, an answer to Anna's surprised, desperate, and needy gaze. "Ready for round 2?"

That took one hell of a while to write; I'm not even sure if the language here counts as proper English anymore