a/n: don't read this in public ;) hot sex coming up *coughs*

"So… have I ever told you about Weselton?"

Anna hummed in curiosity, before putting her hot cup of coffee down. It was a nice day out that afternoon and Meg invited her hang out. She knew she shouldn't have but she'd always been treated nicely by Meg… was there any way of saying no?

They settled for a little cafe after having a walk and a pleasant chat. It wasn't too crowded, but Anna suggested they sit outside instead to bask in the sun.

Meg seemed to be having a good time though. Anna was glad that she decided to agree to come out to enjoy themselves. Like they were a real couple. Except… they weren't.

She shook her head. "No, what?"

Meg smirked. "Anna, even I heard the rumors."

Oh. This time, it got Anna interested, leaving her furrowing her eyebrows. "What rumors?"

"You know… about how he was always flirting with his students. Old man managed to seduce someone, actually."

Anna was about to choke on her saliva, but only managed to burst out into laughter. "W-What?! Y-You're kidding-" Anna threw her head back. Ah, she was having such a good time-something she hadn't had for a long time. "B-But… But how?"

Meg leaned back and crossed her arms. She seemed quite proud of making Anna laugh. "From one student to another-and then, one professor to another. Surprised me quite a bit too. You do know he flirts with a lot of his students right?"

"He's not exactly… um, 'normal'," Anna replied, shaking her head in disbelief. "I wouldn't be surprised."

Her eyebrows rose. "Well, you seemed to be."

She rolled her eyes. "Only laughing because I knew that was going to happen, is all."

"Of course you knew." Anna watched as her professor - friend… whatever, took a sip of her coffee, eyeing her, knowingly. Like she knew Anna wasn't saying that truthfully. But this was fine-they were having a good time. And Anna was enjoying spending time with Meg outside of the bedroom.

She had never gone to a date with Meg before but… seeing how sincere Meg was when she first asked if she wanted to get coffee with her… Anna didn't know how to react. What to expect.

Theirs had been a professional relationship for about three months now, and things… were getting a little intimate outside of work. Anna always wanted to say no - to oppose her touch… but there was just no way to refuse her. Oh, how weak her heart was in front of Meg.

Even Anna would tell her everything about herself-about her situation… and Meg would listen. Perhaps she shouldn't have been getting so comfortable in the first place. She got close to people easily. Maybe too easily.

At first, Anna didn't understand this feeling she had inside - this… spiraling feeling of happiness and joy. This never happened before-not in front of her at least. Now, she realized.

"Anna, if I may…" She felt Meg's hands grasping her own, looking up to see the woman gazing right at her. "If you're having any trouble with financial aid… and I know, this college isn't exactly… cheap, I can help you."

What? She didn't understand. For a moment, she tried to comprehend what Meg was saying. Anna wanted to pull away from her, but she just mentally couldn't. "But… you are," Anna mumbled. "You know… with work and stuff-"

She immediately shook her head. "No, not that. You earn a lot, yes… but I know you. You don't want to do this any longer."

"I-I do!" Anna pursed her lips. That came out of nowhere. "W-With you, remember?"

Meg's expression was completely stoic. Anna wasn't sure what she was doing or where she was going with this. Was this why Meg brought them out here? "I think, I want to pay for the rest of what you owe."

"W-Wait, what-"

"I'm sure you have late fees… and I don't want you to be kicked out because you can't pay fast enough. So what I want to do - and I've been thinking about this for a while-is to pay for the rest. You're a senior now, I don't want you to get stressed out about something so small." But this wasn't small. Money… was tight, and definitely, wasn't small.

And Anna wasn't sure if she could argue with Meg. Yes, her mother could pay some but… she couldn't pay all. Not even Andrew! And if she knew anyone could help… she would take it. But Meg? Her client? Anna was conflicted enough! "I don't think you should… do that. You know… we should keep this relationship strictly professional."

Meg raised an eyebrow. "You think 'this' is strictly professional? Anna… we've done things that we are not supposed to-"

"Listen, I… I don't think you should. I can take care of myself." Anna looked away. She didn't need to see the growing pity in Meg's eyes.

"That's not the point, Anna. I just… I don't like seeing Hans push and pull you. I care about you."

"I know."

"So would you… consider it, at least? Sleep on it. I make more than enough to feed myself-I can help you too."

She took a glance, seeing the determination in her eyes. The love that she had… Anna had always thought Meg was this woman who… was just always a bit intimidating and seductive. But she never thought Meg could feel love. Not the kind of love Anna was thinking anyway.

They weren't so far apart in terms of age, and honestly… Anna could find a friend in her. Perhaps, even more. Oh, but when would that ever happen?

And Anna never thought Meg would… want to pay for her tuition. She had always dealt with it herself. She didn't know what to think. And oh, she wished she couldn't think, and make others think for her.

"Yeah… I'll think about it."

Anna thought they were okay - she'd always thought Meg was hers every Thursday… that Meg would love her with all her heart for the night. That Meg would treat her right. The night went on, her warm lips caressing Anna's arching stomach like she was painting her essence… to claim her. But Anna was reminded of the strange woman that sat on Meg's lap in the club the other night.

The woman that made her smile. That Meg had kissed. That touched her in places that only Anna was supposed to touch. She twisted in Meg's touch, eyebrows scrunched. Tonight… Anna could do just that.

Her cheeks flushed pink as Meg's fingers wandered, falling to her bare chest, sighs leaving Anna's lips with every breath taken. Her arms were held together by a thick white rope, her legs forcefully spread for Meg's pleasure. Oh, she just felt so, so good.

Anna's heart soared. She tried her best to ignore the thoughts that would crumble her happiness. "Meg…" Anna whined, back arched upwards, completely drawn to the breath on her skin. To feel her lips whispering adoration on her skin.

"Mm…" Kiss, kiss, kiss. Meg opened her eyes to her.

"I love you…"

And everything stopped. Everything was cold. She felt her touch leaving immediately. Anna opened her eyes to see the frightened - shocked look on Meg's face. Perhaps she misunderstood.

"What?" Meg crossed her eyebrows, eyes widened. "Say… say that again."

Anna tilted her head. Did I say something wrong? "I-I love you."

She started shaking her head, mumbling little 'no's' to herself. She quickly released Anna from her bonds with her shaky hands.

"M-Meg…?" Anna rubbed the red marks on her wrists.

"Why?" Meg stood up, flinging her shirt over her shoulders with her back facing Anna.

"W-What?" She sat up.

"Why… are you loving someone like me?" She turned, her voice shaking… oh, Anna could hear the fear. There it was again - those hurt brown eyes gazing at her like she didn't want this to happen. Because Meg didn't want this to happen.

Anna looked away in shame. "Because I… I just do." What does she want me to say?

"You can't, Anna."

Suddenly, her heart only grew heavier. She pushed on. "I-Is it because I saw you with that girl? My co-worker? It's okay-"

Meg sighed heavily. "No… of course not, I… I don't love you the way you think I do."

"But I thought…"

"No, Anna." Fuck. Was Anna… that selfish?

Silently, Anna stared at her with such broken hope and doubt. But all it took to take that down was saying those damn words. Anna clutched the blanket to her chest, her eyes quickly burning from hidden tears. Never had she thought her world breaking apart like this.

And all Anna thought they were… was really nothing more than a dream. Though, she had to accept that this-what they had, really was her illusion.

But why? Why this? Why now? She didn't understand how Meg could… push her away so suddenly.

"But… you've… you did these things for me." She chuckled at all the memories that left them smiling with happiness and joy. "You went on dates with me. Paid for my tuition… and you even…" Anna grimaced. "You even fucked me on my off days-"

"I led you on, I'm sorry."

You're kidding me. She scoffed in disbelief. Anna couldn't look at her even if she tried. Bitter tears trickled down her face. "Meg… I thought… you loved me. Why?"

Oh, how cold could that woman look? So heartless… careless. Who is she anymore? "Anna, I don't… I don't want to hurt you." Meg sighed, and sat down on the bed, back faced to her. "I don't commit, Anna."

Gods, she wanted badly to laugh at her. Weeping tears of anger in silence, she hoped Meg would not see her look so pathetic. And perhaps, even she didn't realize those tears were falling. "H-Hurt me? I feel happy… I am happy." This… this is so humiliating.

"Anna, I can't commit. Yes, I've done all these things for you… but I've only done them because I care about you. I pitied you. I never expected-"

"Why?" she asked, shakily, bringing her legs close to her chest. "I thought… all this time, you… you loved me. That you did all this because you loved me!" Oh, she could repeat that over and over again.

"You thought wrong, Anna." Short. Cold. And Anna could just see Meg wanted nothing more of this. Whatever guilt Meg was feeling, Anna didn't care.

Because right now, Anna had to accept this. Though, her heart was heavy… she silently picked her clothes up and got dressed. Anna had never felt this embarrassed in her life. "I… I'm sorry." She eyed the ground. "Yeah, I thought wrong. Silly me. I'll… I'll get out of your hair now."

"Anna."

"NO! Don't-" She didn't even want to look at her, trembling at the grip on her wrist. Pulled away. Push her away. NOW. But the poor escort just couldn't. "Just… don't. Let go, Meg." Because she didn't have the strength to 'let go'. She had already grown attached to the feelings that she shouldn't have. All she had to do… was force herself to forget.

"Anna, please… give me time. Even if I can't return these feelings to you… give me time because I do still care about you."

Anna grimaced. This is disgusting. "It's… it's okay," she mumbled. Meg didn't need to hear the cracks in her voice. "I'll go."

Two months. Two months until I see him. Anna gulped as she eyed the door of their appointment. Elsa was supposed to be here by now. Maybe she was grabbing some drinks inside already. Ah, Anna could use some.

It had almost been two weeks since her mother explained to her how he would meet them at a family dinner. That… she had a big sister to look forward to seeing. Not that Anna minded. She always wanted a sibling - even if she was a half. It'd be nice to meet her even if I didn't want to meet with him.

In those two weeks, Anna felt so free while dating Elsa. They hadn't done anything special yet, other than going on simple dates. It wasn't any different from when they weren't dating. Elsa had grown soft on her, though - treating her like a normal person, like someone different from the woman during those nights.

Anna had never seen Elsa smile so much… tease her so much this past couple of days. It almost seemed so unfamiliar since Elsa had always been strict and controlling. But this was paradise.

Though… tonight, love was not going to be what they would have with each other. Tonight, love didn't exist in her heart. A dream. Behind that door, was the desire to confine Anna's body in a way she would never imagine. Or so, Elsa told her. Oh… how could Anna take this seriously?

She gulped, unlocking the door. Before her… Elsa was standing by the glass wall, her hand grasping on a cup of scotch.

Wow. Anna was completely speechless, motionless. Elsa was wearing a white suit, fitting her figure in all the perfect ways. Not that Anna had never seen it before. Will I ever get used to this? She cleared her throat. "H-Hi."

"I thought you'd be late." Anna could already see her amusing blue eyes watching her every move from the reflection.

"Well, I was... told not to come early."

Elsa tilted her head. "Oh?"

She quickly took off her thick jacket, leaving it on the table, and everything else that would hinder their activities later. "Y-Yeah. Remember? You texted me."

"Mm. I was busy, excuse me for my forgetfulness." Elsa turned. Oh, her blue eyes were glowing. "What would you say, if I told you that I asked you to be late for a reason?"

Oh. Every thought that started from meeting Elsa to this came spiraling through Anna's mind. But she stood there meekly, her bottom lip pressed between her teeth, her heart racing and spiraling out of control. Oh, what could she possibly say? Her blue eyes were intimidating. Though, she realized how much she craved to come closer… to be stripped from her gaze.

"W-What would I say? I…" This is different. So different. It's terrifying. She wrapped her arms around her middle. "I don't know, what do you plan on doing, for you to ask me to come so late?"

The woman strode towards the bar, placing her glass on the table. "You'll see." She took her jacket off and dropped it next to the glass. Elsa was just a few feet away from her… observing her. Move, Jesus Christ!

"What… do I see?"

Elsa rolled her sleeves up to her elbows, baring her pale thin arms. And this silence. This… feeling that was between them... I feel like I'm going to explode.

"Um… Elsa…"

"I had to gather some… supplies, so that's why I asked you to come later."

Anna hitched her breath, tilting her head up at Elsa's finger under her chin.

"Have I ever told you about… how Hans and I know each other?"

What? Shivers were riding up her back at the thought. Hans? Never once had she questioned their odd relationship. Hans had always been hated by a lot of people, and Anna wasn't a bit surprised that Elsa had accumulated some of that hatred too. She didn't think anything else of it. "I… thought you guys were acquaintances. W-Were you close?"

"Acquaintances…" She paused. No. I suppose we were more than… that."

Oh. Well, why hadn't Anna figured that out before? Throughout her time in the club, she had always wondered why Hans would always… sneakily answer his calls. Would dismiss Anna's questions so hurriedly. So it's her. Fuck.

Elsa's face didn't betray what she felt about her relationship with Hans. Anna was still trying to process it. She didn't particularly… despise the fact that her lover knew him as more than just acquaintances, but the thought of Hans and her having experienced Elsa in the same way left her... uneasy? Confused? She wasn't sure yet.

She gulped, feeling Elsa's fingers caressing her skin. But it didn't make Anna feel any better. Perhaps… later on, Elsa would make her feel more than just better. But right now she was just trying to figure out what this all meant. "So you were…" Anna grimaced. "You two were…"

"A couple, yes." Right.

What else could she say? "O-Okay, and…" She scratched her head. This was odd. Very odd. But Anna wasn't mad. There was no reason to be mad when Elsa hadn't explained this whole thing. And she hoped it wasn't going to be as bad as she thought. She wanted to understand. "And was it a… good relationship?" Oh, please.

"Well, it was at first. Healthy, I should say."

"O-Oh…" She gulped. Now that had Anna worrying - what Hans had done to make Elsa leave… to despise him so much. Elsa's eyes were so sincere, but she hadn't gotten anything out of it. Anna gazed down in contemplation, arms hugging her own stomach. For protection? No… perhaps, to feel secure.

And right now, the thoughts that swirled through her mind left her fumbling for questions. Oh, never had Anna felt so alone. The thought occurred once before: Elsa had a lot more relationships than this. But it was not for her to judge.

"What are you thinking?" Elsa questioned, her voice soft… comforting, but Anna didn't feel comforted. And neither was it anger that she was feeling. Emptiness? Anna hadn't felt that for so long.

"You…" Anna needed to exercise control right now. "Just you."

"What else?"

Anna grasped her wrist away from her. This was no time for distraction. "What was it like? Why did you leave?" Why him?

Elsa gazed away, but she couldn't hide that look from Anna. The grim eyes darkened as she thought about what to say. I've seen this before…

"He was a completely different man," Elsa started. Anna couldn't imagine it. A different man? How could such an asshole and a mean-spirited man be… different? She still remembered the touch of his fingers on her body when she first started… how he whispered things that Anna never wanted to hear.

She wanted to throw up, seeing that Elsa had… perhaps, made love to a man like him. A man that did not deserve her love in the first place. No, how could he be considered a man?

"H-How different?" Her mouth felt dirty, asking that.

"Good. Polite. Handsome." Ah, all the things that Hans wasn't. "We were… special." She scoffed. "I was in control of him." And Anna knew the moment she said that - control… it was everything that Anna thought it'd be. "He wanted more." A pause. "Much more from me."

She noticed Elsa was watching her for a reaction, but all Anna was feeling was confusion. Upset? How could she be? This was Elsa here they were talking about. What did Anna ever expect from her?

"Oh."

"Anna…"

Fingers reached gently into her red hair. Anna was completely speechless. She leaned into her touch… when she knew she wasn't supposed to. "So you… you distanced yourself."

"Distanced… wouldn't be the right word. I became too cold for him, and he changed."

Anna felt relieved. Elsa would never be associated with a man like him… but her heart will always be tied to his. She shook her head. "Why… Why are you telling me this now?"

The woman tilted her head, her eyes roaming her expression… her touch running down Anna's body with such gentleness and care, like she was made out of glass. And suddenly Anna felt her heart freeze at the sight of the blueness in her eyes-how little warmth lingered in this thick air.

"I want you on your knees…" Shivers quickly shimmered down her spine as Elsa's voice breathed into her ear… eyes darkened with lust - and everything from Elsa's voice to her body felt so bitter and cold.

Her poor heart thumped like a love sick girl. Like tonight was going to be her last. "Take your clothes off… and do as I say." What?

Anna froze, resisting this… urge to pounce on Elsa and have her right then and there.

"W-What?"

"Do as I say," Elsa repeated, her words harsh in her soft voice. Controlling… awfully mesmerizing. Anna couldn't let her words go, and they echoed in her ears like music. So it begins.

She felt vulnerable, huffing a breath that she had been holding for so long. This was something that Anna had experienced before, but it was all so sudden… so tantalizing. So thrilling.

She was completely chained to her touch… being controlled like Elsa had controlled Hans - staring down at her like she was nothing but her slave. And perhaps, tonight, she just might be. Oh, this was all for Elsa's pleasure, of course.

Anna slowly - hesitantly… unbuttoned her blouse and jeans, letting them drift down her body, and she was bare, her bosom seen through the dark thin cloth of her bra. Her sun-kissed skin felt blazing hot in the cold night, fingers hungry for a new kind of sensation. What else is new?

Slowly, Anna got down on her knees, hands together. She could already feel hot sweat dripping down the back of her neck. Her eyes slowly looked up to Elsa… revealing vulnerability… exposing how much of her innocence had been taken away at this very moment.

Elsa had a devious grin on her face, and Anna fell into a complete hypnosis as she gazed into her eyes. "Good girl."

Ah… what lovely words coming out of her lips… what beautiful fingers grazing her shoulders… her cheeks… to give out a reward. Anna could taste it already - the pleasure, the burning pain, the lengthening agony. But she said nothing… did nothing. She had yet to earn it - neither punishment nor reward.

Anna's eyes fell to the ground, listening to Elsa stride behind the bar counter. She didn't dare to take a peek, but whatever it was, she didn't doubt Elsa would make her suffer. But how she wanted to know.

Small pieces of metal clanked against each other as Elsa rummaged through... something. Does she have a bag? What the hell? Anna didn't dare to question her either.

"I've always… been attracted to what I did with Hans."

Her body tensed as Elsa neared her. Oh, her presence...

Elsa knelt down, fingers reaching to tilt Anna's chin up to her level. Anna held her breath in. She looks… excited. She tilted her head. "What do you say? Why don't we... do something special tonight?"

Anna's body trembled, eyeing Elsa's other hand grasping onto metal cuffs and a blindfold. What is she thinking? "Um…" Anna didn't know what to say, and all she could think about was the burning between her legs… the way her body twitch for her touch. This was… completely addictive.

"Hm? Go on, beautiful, speak."

Ooh… that doesn't sound good. "I-I… What kind of special?"

Anna didn't know what to expect, watching her lover nodding silently over her shoulder. "Lay down. Take off your undergarments… and you will open your legs for me."

Anna was completely blank. She was… in her hands, still unable to move because… wow. Elsa had never treated her like this.

Hesitantly, she crawled to the foot of the bed and boosted herself up to the mattress. With dozens of pillows surround her, she laid her head down, gazing at Elsa wonder and lust. She craved for the pleasure. The pain. She ran her fingers through her hair, watching the woman stand next to the bed. Like Elsa was expecting something. Expecting her… to strip fully.

Anna reached for the back and unhooked her bra. Her panties hung around her ankle. Her legs slowly spread eagle. For her.

The cold air conditioning rubbed on her skin, the heat of her body fighting against it. This was their little game.

"Elsa…" She husked.

The woman pressed a finger to her own lips. "Put these on." She laid the blindfolds on her stomach. Anna complied. "I want you to stay here." Her body trembled at the whispers… the words of control, and she almost wished she could look at Elsa right now.

How is she doing this? Anna was so blinded by her love for her that she had almost forgotten Elsa was special.

"I want you… to wait for me." Not like I can move anyway.

Anna's body tensed. "W-What do you - "

"Don't question me. Perhaps, you'd like to be punished?" Oh… that sounded that very, very tempting.

"No... please - " Oh, she spoke so timidly.

"No, what?"

Say it. The escort gulped. Her heart was going to burst out of excitement and adrenaline. But she knew, she couldn't give up yet. The night had just barely started. "No, ma'am." She felt cold fingers dragging up her arched bare stomach… her chest. Oh… fuck. She sighed, eyes closed like she was going to get high from this. She was overindulged in the feeling of Elsa with her. Overindulged in the memories of her sweet, sweet taste.

Anna felt fingers running through her scalp, lips pressed to her ear.

"Will you be a good girl for me, and wait until I get back?" Elsa whispered, her husky voice leaving Anna wishing she could be bad out of spite. Wanting to get punished, just to see how rough Elsa would be to her. But no. Anna… was her good girl.

Anna gasped, "yes…"

"Do you remember our safe word?"

"K-kumquat..."

"Good. Now hands over your head."

She immediately obeyed, feeling cold cuffs clicking around her wrists, which were then tugged slightly towards the head of the bed. A subtle pull confirmed that she had been bound.

"Don't move," Elsa commanded. I don't need to hear that again.

And she would wait in the dark, in the cold, as long as Elsa wanted because she desired it. Because Elsa would give them both what they wanted… Anna knew she wanted this more than ever - to feel her hands burning her body up like fire. To torture her until there was relief. Until she begged to have this very reward…

The air was feeling heavy, the silence becoming nothing but a buzz… and Anna felt herself grow cold. Where is she? Twenty minutes had passed, though, it felt like hours since she'd been laying here. Her heart was still pounding against her chest like crazy. Whether if it was fear or excitement, it didn't matter to Anna anyway. What is she doing? Perhaps, watching her… Going out? Drinking? Making… something?

No, Elsa was probably testing her… watching her essence trickling down her intimate parts… watching her body squirm at every slight whiff of air that brushed her skin. Anna could feel it… every little pulse - every little drop of wetness on her skin.

She squirmed in her bonds, moaning out of frustrating. Though, Anna knew she couldn't resist to aching between her legs - even if she wanted to close them. To find friction. No, it would never work. Her imagination was going wild thinking of Elsa's actions today… her words, all so carefully picked.

She hadn't heard any footsteps. Her perfume… her scent. Elsa was close.

The escort hummed, feeling something cold and hard gliding up the inside of her thigh, painfully slow. Her muscles jumped, tensing with every little contact that kissed her skin. "I always… find myself enjoying what I do to people."

Smack!

Anna's eyes widened as hot pain struck her stomach. Her body jerked, screaming pleasure and pain, her arms tugging down on the cuffs that bound her to bed. "Oh God…" She huffed, her body jolting.What is she doing to me…? For a second, she couldn't breathe - couldn't comprehend what happened. The throbbing quickly subsided… and the same object was found brushing her skin where it had been struck. Oh… for something so painful to be so refreshing…

"I always… find it relaxing. It makes me feel powerful when I've always felt so powerless…"

Smack!

"Mmgh!" Fuck! Harder?! She bit her lip, her fingers rounding in a tight fist. This time, it was on her thigh, and again, soothing the pain with little gentle touches. This time, Anna felt cold soothing fingers riding on her skin. Elsa knew what she needed immediately. She could feel Elsa's lips on her ear… teeth biting against her skin… and it only heightened everything. Anna was gasping for love. Oh… what a pleasure…

"He's always made me feel so powerful…" Elsa breathed into her, and Anna could do nothing but shiver at her words.

Smack!

"But when I had enough, he wanted more…"

Smack!

"I told him no… I made myself perfectly clear."

Smack!

"Being in the club has made him quite… stubborn."

Smack!

"Mm… Ooh..." Again, on her thigh. Again, soothing the pain with gentle strokes. She was on cloud nine, the pleasure of these strokes making her skin burn. Tears rained down her reddened cheeks, but that was alright. She was learning to want more… she was learning Elsa.

Elsa took a deep breath, fingers in her hair. "But I knew I was never going to stop doing what I do… no matter what Hans did. No matter what I did."

Smack! On her breast. Anna tugged against her cuffs at the intensity of the increasing pain, her heart beating hard at the thought of where she was going to target next. She feared it. She anticipated it. And I love it.

"I could… I wish I could do this now - show him how he should be treated for the type of person he's turned into. I don't plan on serving his desire."

Her body ached so very pleasantly… she didn't want to stop, no matter how much she wanted to deny it. Every single word that left Elsa's mouth, she listened. She obeyed the way Elsa wanted her to. She was pleasured.

Smack! Anna whimpered, moaning for more. Her back arched from the bed, arms and legs stretching for something. Someone to touch her. "Ooh… baby…" Anna huffed under her breath.

"So… tonight, I want you to feel what I've done with him… exactly what I have done."

And that was all she heard. With every strike Elsa had given her on her body, her skin felt raw and gashed with slashes, twitching to either want more… or make it stop. Because it hurt… it hurt to feel the throbbing grow between her legs. It hurt even more to want more.

"P-Please…" Anna begged. It'd been five minutes - perhaps, more - of nothing but torturous pleasure. At this point, Anna lost count of how many blows were ripping her skin.

She was completely out of breath, lips opening for gasps… or perhaps, to beg for more. Anna was not in a place to think coherently… but she knew her hunger. Her thirst. She longed for Elsa to love her - perhaps, fuck her like a toy.

She heard the object drop to the floor. "Please what?" Gods, she was glad to hear her project her voice. A hand rubbed on her abdomen in circles, battling the heat with her frigid touch.

Anna wasn't sure what to say next, so she didn't say anything as she listened carefully.

Anna realized that Elsa had left her side to stand at the foot of the bed when she felt her body being pulled down by her ankles forcefully. She gasped, finding hands forcing her legs to open wider.

And she just couldn't bear it - to only feel her palm riding up her skin, her lips caressing her inner thigh with kisses… her breathtaking in her sweet scent.

"Mm…" Anna turned her head to the side.

"Patience…" Oh, she definitely had that. Always. "How are you feeling?" Elsa whispered, kissing the top of her knee.

"B-Blessed…" First thing that came out of her mouth.

"Blessed, hm..." Elsa smacked her thigh, leaving Anna groaning in pain, her legs jerking at the sting. "Get on all fours." Shit.

She rolled onto her stomach, raising her hips up for Elsa. Oh, she felt so vulnerable to her lover - so… helpless in lust. And right now, at this moment, Anna made sure she was Elsa's to keep - to do whatever she wanted.

Her legs were immediately forced open, hip pulled back to Elsa's front.

Anna sighed into the air as she felt fingers caressing her wet sex, fingers running against her to gather her own fluids. Oh, she just wanted to grind against her… badly. Hard, and slowly. She was breaking.

"Do you know what your body is doing?" Elsa chuckled. Oh, Anna knew… Anna fucking knew, and she wanted her client to relieve her. To fuck her until she didn't know what was right or left. Elsa's fingers glided up the small of her arching back - immediately grasping at the root of Anna's hair from the back.

Fuck, fuck, fuck… Oh, everything is so familiar.

"Y-Yes!" Anna threw her head back.

Elsa's palm struck her bare ass. "Yes, what?"

Oh God, oh God, oh God… Anna had never felt so controlled before. Never felt so intimidated, yet cared for. But this was making her feel so complete. Making her feel like Elsa's...

Fingers continued to caress her delicate parts like a toy. And tonight, Elsa owned her body and soul.

"Y-Yes, ah… m-ma'am…" she whimpered meekly, feeling her tears making an escape again. But Anna was too into this to even feel it - to feel her emotions breaking into a million pieces. She felt Elsa's nails raking up her shivering back, fingers grasping onto the root of her hair. Anna wasn't sure what she was up to next… getting on all fours, her pushing and pulling… Oh fuck.

Anna bit her lip in anticipation, her head immediately tilting up as Elsa pulled her hair back. The escort couldn't make a sound, gasping only at the force. The roughness. It was all so different.

Her fingers rounded in a tight fist, nails pinching into her own skin for endurance. She didn't… not like it. In fact, Anna was curious of what she was going to do next. Of course, I've experienced worse.

"Tell me then," Elsa breathed, her body bent against Anna's figure, warmth filling her up. Oh, she wanted the woman to take her clothes off… all of it so she could feel everything.

Anna's breath was completely taken away at the two fingers that rode up and down her wetness… dipping slightly into her only to pull out. Oh, what a tease! Anna wanted to grind against her - to bring all the pleasure… into her body because right now, she was going to go crazy if she wasn't going to get her release soon.

Anna would comply to get this going faster. "I…" She gulped, warmth spreading on her cheeks. Just take me, take me… Fuck. Me. Her fingers clutched tightly together as she felt another tug of her head. "I feel hot… so hot… so wet…"

Elsa chuckled. "You are, beautiful." Anna whimpered at her words, only to feel her wet fingers caressing her lips. Oh, she knew what it was… what covered those fingers. "Would you like a taste?"

Anna was so intoxicated, her mind clouded with lust and desire. She wanted nothing more than to obey the voice behind her. Sighing, she breathed in her scent, lips spreading open… and eagerly, she let those fingers dance with her tongue. The taste of Elsa… of her own essence, her tongue being heavily coated with herself… oh, I'm going to go insane. She lightly bit Elsa's fingers, brushing her tongue on her skin. This punishment… this little game was playing, was heavenly.

Her fingers quickly pulled out. "You seem to like it."

Anna barely suppressed a moan. Again, tears were rolling down her cheeks like never before. Like… she hadn't cried in years. "I-I want… I want-"

"Oh, don't worry, I will do what you are thinking." Elsa just couldn't let go of her hair -

She gasped, her eyes widening in the darkness as she felt an object slowly pushing into her body, a hand wrapped around her hip. "Oh God…" Her body twitched, and she squeezed her eyes shut.

"Feel it," Elsa husked. Oh, she felt it… how Elsa was filling her up with pleasure, how Elsa… was going to fuck her until she was numb. Until she was oblivious to what was happening - or where the pain and pleasure started.

"Mm… G-God- fuck…" She tilted her head up, and she was unable to stop the moans from falling from her lips… stopping her body from saying 'yes'. Oh, but that wasn't a bad thing… never was.

"Do you know what I'm doing to you?" Elsa questioned.

Anna shook her head, but she knew. Oh, she knew… how Elsa was going to fuck her like a man. To treat her like… like a whore. "Please…" That was all she could say. No, there were… no words to describe what the fuck Anna was feeling right now. Lust. Arousal. Greed. Oh, a perfect trio.

Her body trembled when Elsa pulled out, slowly riding into her wetness again. Her moans were uncontainable, her thighs shaking because she couldn't handle the pleasure of Elsa doing… whatever she wanted with her own body.

"I want you to feel it inside you… to feel me…"

"Ah… hah…" Her cuffs clicked together as she made way to grasp onto something. A wall. Blanket. Anything to keep her under control.

And Elsa was the one keeping her in lane when Anna wanted nothing but to come. "Good?" she asked.

Oh, yes… yes, yes, yes… "Mnng… J-Jesus… ah… yes…"Any other words were nothing but a forgotten memory.

Elsa was letting herself go. Her body pushing and pulling against Anna. Oh, she could just hear the grunts - the little moans Elsa had let out. Fuck, she wanted to hear more. And everything overwhelmed her. Lusted after her. Anna found herself cornered, and she did nothing but just take this pleasure - to accept the way her body was giving into Elsa.

She could hear Elsa's heavy breathing, feeling her nails digging into her skin and scalp.

"F-Fuck… f-fuck, fuck, fuck…" Anna mumbled between her teeth, and she let it all go - she was grinding against Elsa's body, her very own essence flowing down her thighs like a waterfall. There was just no helping it anymore.

"Do you like this?" Elsa grunted.

Anna couldn't tell if she was even saying words right now, slurring a 'yes' as the woman continued to fuck her into the heavens.

"Would you like to come?"

Oh, dear God! "Yes!" she screamed, fingers clenching tightly together immediately. Nothing would satisfy her more than to have Elsa make her come over and over again.

"You are mine… you belong to me…" Oh, those cold words. And Anna knew it all - that she was hers… that Thursday night and every other day and night, Anna was hers. "Don't think of anything else, but me… Say it."

Anna groaned loudly in response. "I'm yours! Every inch of me! Y-Yours-"

She was on the very edge when she just… suddenly couldn't bear it anymore. She widened her eyes in the darkness. Anna couldn't shake those memories - how Meg would say the same exact shit to her in bed. Fucking her like an animal. And Meg would make her feel so very, very loved after. Oh… Anna didn't do anything wrong, so why was she being punished? Because Meg really made Anna feel like hers.

And for a second, Anna was quiet, her eyes falling open. "K-Kumquat… Please… Elsa, kumquat."

Everything stopped, her cold hands quickly leaving her body. Anna felt emptiness embrace what had once filled her. "Anna…" Oh, Elsa sounded like she was choking back tears.

The mattress sank next to Anna immediately, and light finally filled her eyes as Elsa removed her blindfolds. All she could see was nothing but a blur. She knew how worried Elsa was. Her eyes were so bright, her brows scrunched with concern. What did I do to deserve this?

"Anna, talk to me." She cupped Anna's cheek in her hand.

The escort stayed silent, eyes down in complete avoidance. She hadn't noticed herself crying either.

"Let me get you out of these cuffs."

Anna could almost feel the woman's fingers trembling as she released the cuffs from her wrists. She didn't know what to say… gazing at the blurred view of Elsa.

The wet strap-on was on the floor and Elsa was still completely dressed, though her pants were unbuttoned, her shirt loosely hanging on her shoulders.

"Anna, look at me. Don't be scared. I'm here." Silence. "Can I… touch you?"

Anna looked. How is this woman so caring? Oh, she looked so concerned. "Could you…" Anna sighed, shakily. "Could you just lay with me?"

For a moment, Elsa seemed hesitant but she did as she was asked, her arms wrapped around Anna's body. She kissed her forehead, fingers running through her hair and especially the part where she kept her hold.

"Everything is okay… I'm here. I won't leave."

Anna pressed a finger on her trembling lips, eyes staring blankly at Elsa's chest. Oh, she really just needed Elsa to say those words right now. "I'm sorry, I..."

"No, you have nothing to be sorry about. We don't have to talk about it."

Anna really didn't want to, and she laid in her arms, her body shaking out of fear or perhaps, frustration. Sighing out silently, she tucked her head underneath other lover's chin. Ah, this was comfortable.

"I-I… I really, really wanted to do this…" she choked out.

"I know, baby, I know," Elsa whispered. Ah, this was comforting. "There is nothing wrong with stopping."

Anna pressed on, "I just... I can never get away from what she does to me…" She tilted her head up, only to see Elsa looking at her so intently and with care. Anna never wanted this to end. "C-Can I?"

They're all the same.

Elsa didn't say anything for a minute. Contemplating, or perhaps, she… didn't want to answer a question that only Anna could answer herself.

"There will always be a part of you that will not get over it."

Fuck, Anna knew that well… and perhaps, so did Elsa herself. "You're not mad?"

"Well, I'd be quite selfish, if I was." She pulled away. "Are you sure you are alright?"

Anna nodded. "I'm sorry… I-I just remember the things we did, and I kinda-"

"We don't have to talk about it." Or perhaps, Elsa didn't want to hear any of it. And Anna was completely fine with not saying all this shit. For a while, they stayed quiet, Elsa's cool hands soothing the red hot streaks on Anna's body. This was comforting… this was completely fine. She stayed still against Elsa's warm chest for a while, her scent leaving her drugged before Elsa grabbed her arm gently and pulled away.

"Would you like me to…"

Hm? Oh. "Yeah, just… um…" Anna gazed up. She grabbed Elsa's hand, gliding it down to her stomach… and she let her fingers linger between her thighs. It wasn't easy to get rid of this heat… wasn't ready to lose the touch of her lover on her skin. Nor did she want this night to end in such an unsatisfying note. "Finish me off, please?"

Elsa gazed into her eyes with care, her fingers slightly moving down to her sex. Anna didn't falter. "Are you sure?"

"You are asking a lot of questions today."

Elsa leaned in to kiss her forehead. "I care about you, Anna. Perhaps, I have gone a little too overboard."

She shook her head, laying on her back as Elsa got on top of her. Anna ran her fingers down between her chest. No… of course not."

"Good… now, relax for me."

And Anna felt Elsa's body fall against her, blue eyes watching her expression carefully. She was so close… so careful… it almost made Anna think she was made out of glass. But Elsa was warm, her touch keeping her together… her lips kissing her neck. Anna was melting into her, her eyes closed in satisfaction and desire.

"Elsa…" she whispered, her fingers buried in her blonde hair. Their eyes never left each other, and only Elsa's could look this soft and gentle at moments like this. Oh, her heart swelled with happiness.

Elsa smiled, leaning in to kiss her lips. So sweet, so soft. How could Anna get enough? "I'm here…" Her lips brushed against Anna's with care, against her cheek… to her ear. "Relax, beautiful."

And she did, her eyes on Elsa's, and she could just feel herself trembling at the fingers that slowly caressed her swollen clit. Her body had given into her touch, muffled moans filling the hot air because this is paradise.

Anna bit her lip, tears filling her eyes again. But she didn't care, nor did Elsa. Her lover lowered down, lips trailing down Anna's heaving chest ever so slowly. So teasingly. Oh, Elsa knew how to make her feel so, so good. She swore Elsa could feel her heartbeat like this.

But God, Elsa was so beautiful, tending to her body without any questions asked. Like Anna was a queen right now.

"Elsa…" Anna shut her eyes, letting her body grind against her wet fingers. With every little touch, her body felt tense and the knot inside her was growing tighter and tighter. She moaned, fingers trembling on Elsa's hair before falling down to hold her back. To hold her close… because she was already so near to her heaven.

Elsa gazed up at her as she pulled away. "It's okay… let me take care of you."

"Mm… mmhh…" Anna groaned, her heart beating so quickly, she couldn't concentrate on what she wanted to say. But it didn't matter.

"I've got you, baby…"

"Oh god, Elsa-" Anna's lips fell open to a silent scream, her back arched upwards and her body trembled, giving in to the wave of pleasure that fell into her body. She hugged her lover tightly - and it didn't matter if her nails were impaling her skin. Elsa held her close, words falling into her ear. Anna didn't care to listen when her fingers were still pleasuring her.

Anna felt warm in her arms, in her touch. Oh, she'd never had such a good release before, and she was glad it was from Elsa. She stared blankly at Elsa, only twitching when her fingers were pulled out.

They were silent, but it was comforting. It was loving. She hadn't noticed the blanket that fell over her shoulders because all she could see was Elsa. And neither did Anna notice Elsa was laying beside her, arms wrapped around her numbing body.

"We can stay here until tomorrow morning," Elsa breathed, leaning in to kiss her forehead.

Anna let her body slacken on Elsa's, arms lazily wrapping around her thin waist. "Yeah…" She felt safe in her arms - felt normal. With her voice speaking sweet soft nothings to her, her fingers running up and down her back to coax Anna to relax… her eyes watching her every expression, Anna couldn't help but be grateful. Because in her mind, in her heart, she'd always thought nobody would make her feel so… right. Not even Meg.

"You're okay… It's just us," Elsa whispered against her forehead. "Let it out… there's no shame here." Let what out?

Anna hadn't realized the fingers that were collecting her tears yet. Hadn't even realized how her heart was crying for help, still. For Elsa.

She stared at her lover, eyes-wide. "Elsa…" Anna's fingers clung onto her tightly. Though, looking at how calm Elsa looked… Anna couldn't hold it in any longer. She needed an out. An escape.

And she finally managed to sob loudly against her, her face pressed against Elsa's chest. Every frustration, anger, and sadness that she suppressed deep down in her heart all came out at once, her body shaking, nails raking Elsa's waist and grabbing her shirt. But Elsa didn't seem to care, hugging her tighter than before. But oh, never had Anna felt this good to be in her arms… letting her emotions out without a care in the world. Her tears continued to trail down her cheeks. "W-Why… why did she have to treat me like this? Why me?"

Elsa didn't answer. It wasn't her right to answer anyway. Though, Anna kept asking for an answer-crying and begging like Elsa would know why. But she didn't.

She pulled away slightly to wipe her tears in silence, her eyes watching Anna's reddened face. Elsa didn't seem upset in the slightest that Anna was talking about someone who she had loved. Someone who did her wrong.

"You're okay…" She held Anna's cheeks in her hands. "You're safe."

And she was.

"I told you, Kristoff, I'm not coming to work today." Anna stared at the mirror, her eyes gazing up and down at the bright red dress wrapped around her body below her shoulders. Mm… perfect. She grinned with delight at the long slit that split up to reveal her left thigh. God, it felt fittingly tight around her body.

"What? But…" Anna could nearly see him pout over the phone. "You know how Hans get…"

She rolled her eyes. Tonight, shouldn't be a night where one guy would ruin everything just by having his name spoken out.

"Whatever, he doesn't care about me, so why should I give a shit about him?"

"Anna, please." He sighed. "He's our boss."

"Well, he's done a pretty good job trying not to be."

He grumbled. "So where is it that you're going?"

She heard a knock on the door before Elsa came in, prompting Anna to turn. Her eyes widened at the sight of Elsa wearing an all black tuxedo. Gods, it just complimented her beautiful fair skin. "Uh… going on a date with Elsa…" Fuck, she was so mesmerizing - even if Elsa was smirking and raising an amused eyebrow at her. She leaned against the wall, arms crossed. Her bow hung loosely around her neck.

"Oh." Pause. "What?! You mean t-that Elsa? When were you going to tell me you're dating her?!"

Anna grimaced at his screaming. She didn't doubt Elsa could hear it with her laughing and shaking her head.

Until now, Anna hadn't noticed Elsa holding a small box in her hand.

She didn't want to delay this any further. "Uh, sorry, Kristoff, I can't really hear you. The signal's a bit wonky. Okay, bye."

"Wait, Anna Ander-" Click.

The redhead let out a big sigh. God, talking to him was always tiring with him always being so loud. But this evening wasn't about him anyway. She gazed at Elsa, eyeing her up and down with interest. "Wow… Y-You look… you look great." Emphasis on that. No words could express how Anna was feeling right now.

"Thank you."

"Do I look good?" She crossed her eyebrows, turning to the mirror, her hands on her stomach. "I feel like it's a little too tight, isn't it?"

Elsa didn't say anything, completely observant. "Well…" She trailed off.

Anna gazed at her. "Well?" Ah, she realized now how Elsa was completely speechless, completely mesmerized of how she looked. And her eyes… oh, her eyes were not looking at her face at all. Anna crossed her arms. "Speechless, aren't you?"

She came closer in arms reach, her hands wrapped around Anna's waist. "Only you can make me speechless."

"You can tell me I look beautiful?" she breathed in question. Anna rolled her eyes. "But you do say that to me every day."

Elsa chuckled, leaning in, her lips on Anna's. Ah, when was she ever not going to enjoy their moments together?

"Mm… you look beautiful - more than beautiful." The woman tilted her head. "Or as you always say… beautiful-ler?"

Anna giggled, leaning in to kiss her again. "Say, what's in that box you're holding?"

Elsa pulled away. "Why don't you face the mirror?"

Frowning in question, she did as she was told. Behind her, Elsa had taken a beautiful necklace out of the box. Oh no. Anna raised an eyebrow, prompting Elsa to meet her gaze. "This is for you."

"And how much did that - "

Elsa let the necklace hang around Anna's neck, linking the ends together from the back. "This is mine, it didn't cost me anything." Her hands slide down her arms, squeezing it gently. "Mm, you are complete." She kissed Anna's bare shoulder. "Do you like it?"

Anna couldn't keep her eyes off the glow from the diamonds on the necklace. She was almost hesitant to touch the main piece-a snowflake. Small but… quite beautiful. "Yeah… yeah, I do."

"You don't sound like you do." Elsa put her hand over Anna's. "You may keep it if you like it."

Slowly, Anna turned to face her, arms laid over her shoulders. She tilted her head. "Is there ever a day where I don't like something from you? I do. This is beautiful, Elsa. Seriously."

The woman took a deep breath. "Well… considering that night-" Oh no.

Anna grimaced slightly. "Can we… ugh, that night, I was… I was overwhelmed. N-Not by you! I mean, of course, by you… but - it's just… me and my thoughts, that's all."

"Well, are you positive you are alright?" Oh, but she knew, no matter how deeply detached Elsa seemed, right now, Anna could only see how much the woman cared and worried for her. Where am I gonna find someone like her?

"I am. With you, I will always be."

"Good. We should head out then, Olaf is waiting. Princess." Elsa offered her arm, a gentle smile on her face.

Anna couldn't help but laugh as she took her arm in her hand. She'd never called her princess before. "My Queen."

ye, ye, nothing really happens here, but lemme know what yall think!