a/n: lock yourself in a room when you're reading the first part ;)

Furniture crashed down. Clothes were left in trails on the floor. Scratches burned red on their skin. Their moans were muffled as lips were pressed against each other, and all… was well.

Everything happened so fast when she was thrown on the bed, and the perfect, beautiful girl knelt between her legs, back arching as she took off her shirt and bra. Anna was completely breathless, speechless… and, wow, her body didn't have a single flaw.

Everything happened faster when Anna had gotten on top of her, worshiping her body with kisses. The moans that replied back to every kiss and every touch made Anna bolder and bolder - except, in the back of her head, she knew this was… all new to her. She tried not to feel nervous, but god, if she messed up and hurt Elsa, she would never be able to show her face anymore to her.

As she kissed her neck and felt Elsa's fingers burrowing through her hair, she had an idea: tell her that this is her first time.

I mean, probably, Elsa's done this before. What if she laughs at me?!

"U-Uh…" Anna sat up on Elsa's stomach, licking her lip. From here… wow, she could just see the flushing of Elsa's cheeks, the way her chest heaved with every breath, the way her blue eyes dilated with desire, the way her arms were above her head. She swallowed. She's enjoying this this much…?

"What?" Elsa breathed, opening her eyes.

Shit. "If… if anything doesn't feel good… tell me?"

Elsa arched her brows, immediately holding in her laughter. "Anna, are you…"

She blushed. "I-I know! I just… I wanna make sure so I-I don't do anything wrong."

"That's cute." Elsa caressed her freckled cheek with the back of her knuckle.

Now that was something Anna didn't understand. "C-Cute?"

"I'm your first. That's extremely cute. And don't worry…" Elsa sighed and arched her back … and grabbed onto Anna's wrist with one hand and palmed her breast with the other. Anna felt her body tense up and her, breath hitched. The way Elsa gazed at her… with her most beautiful feline-like blue eyes from the bottom was the most erotic thing Anna had ever seen. "I can teach you."

Anna gaped like an idiot and let out a half moan, half nervous chuckle. "T-Teach - uh, h-how teach?"

She realized Elsa wasn't going to answer when she instead took Anna's handing her own… and felt Elsa's tongue licking the tip of her fingers. It took her breath away. Each second that passed… every moment felt like torture. At the same time, like a dream.

Elsa, this beautiful blonde woman, who she had picked up from the club… had Anna's fingers in her mouth. Shivers ran down her spine, and all Anna could let out was "Jesus…"

Instinctually, she leaned down to kiss those precious lips, and shifted down to kiss her precious slender neck, and her full bare chest… and her cute little perked nipple.

An unmistakable sigh escaped from Elsa's lips. Anna could feel her writhing beneath her, could feel her warmth as her tongue flicked her nipple… but, she didn't feel emboldened enough to do more. … She barely mustered the courage to look up into Elsa's eyes.

The ecstasy in Elsa's expression, the way her cheeks flushed… fueled her. Anna's hands slowly fell to Elsa's waist, sliding down to raise her thighs to Anna's hips. She hummed, grateful that she was able to be with such a beautiful girl, satisfied… that she was able to make this girl feel this way.

"Anna…" Elsa whispered. Her fingers gently plowed through Anna's hair, and as Anna leaned away, the caress of those fingers in her hair… slowly danced down to her middle.

She realized right then… that tonight, she wasn't going to act like this innocent college girl… she was going to treat her lover right. She was going to pleasure her from head to toe… inexperienced to be damned.

She licked her lips, breathed against her snowy white skin, and all was quiet… as they gazed at each other. Anna knew - she knew how much they lusted after each other. They were young… impressionable… but, at least, they knew what they wanted.

Hearing the sigh of her name being called out woke Anna's inner demon, and it was enough for Anna to gather the courage and give Elsa all she had. All that she was.

A kiss on her chest once more. Another just below. Another… on her arching, flat stomach…

And all Anna could sense was the fragrance of her flowery perfume - the aroma of her natural scent too.

Anna could feel her stomach coil with excitement, fear, and greed. She stared… carefully taking off Elsa's panties. The warmth emitted between Elsa's legs, how Elsa sighed, even at the slightest touch of her fingers made Anna's heart leap to her throat.

She was in awe. The beauty of those pink petals just inches in front of her, the way Elsa willingly widened her legs… her hands searched to hold onto Anna's hair and it was the most foreign, yet sensual experience ever. And she was going to enjoy it.

Breathless, her mouth gaping, she gazed, completely hypnotized by the sway of Elsa's hips, yearning for something… more. Anna hadn't even laid a single finger on her yet. How could she? The petals between her legs… were perfect. Touching it would only soil what was Elsa's.

"Anna…"

She felt a hand grasp her wrist and force her palm right against her perfection, and all Anna could feel was wetness. This hot wetness that even Anna could feel between her legs as well. Elsa must've been very impatient for it.

She let out a shaky breath and licked her lips. The desire to taste her was unbearably strong… and the temptation to ravage her left Anna's body tingling. Holding back now? She couldn't have.

"God, you are so beautiful…" Anna whined. She couldn't bear it anymore - this heavy weight of lust that she holding back immediately collapsed. "How do you want me to…"

"Here…" Elsa grasped two of Anna's fingers, their tips placed right against her engorged clit. "Gently…"

"Gently…?" Anna teased. She could barely hold back her teasing smile… knowing, she wanted to hear what Elsa wanted. Knowing what Elsa could do to her. And when Elsa merely stayed quiet, she smiled. "Like this…?"

And gently… she caressed her clit, prompting an immediate satisfied sigh. It was barely a touch, yet, Elsa was already singing to her like a bird in the morning. But Anna wanted to play a little… to know Elsa a bit more. Slowly, she placed kisses on her inner thigh and breathed in the scent of her lover. "Mm…" she moaned, teal eyes darkened in lust, paying very, very close attention to her girl. Her lips gaped in an open kiss, fingers… no, they weren't going to stay on the cute little button. Her fingers tingled for exploration… and so they caressed in an up and down motion against Elsa's lower wet lips.

It was enough though - Elsa… sang a song of pleasure.

And the more her lips worshiped her thigh… the more she desired to taste her. The more… Anna wanted to be hers.

She stuck her tongue out just slightly, and she lowered her eyes at the light patch of hair covering her wetness - and even touching it… felt moist as well. She hummed. Everything… felt good, and Anna wanted her to feel good.

She licked her lips, breathing into her scent, her chin slightly caressing the hair between her legs. "Would you…"

Elsa let out a small whimper, looking down. Silently, there was an approving nod… and an approving hand began to finger through Anna's hair. "Please…" she pleaded.

A soft blush arose. "Teach me…?"

The blonde chuckled a little, nodding. "Flatten out your tongue… gentle, purposeful strokes…"

And Anna did as she was told, silently. She removed her fingers, flattened out her tongue… and the taste of Elsa's clit completely overwhelmed her. She couldn't even pay attention to the gasps that followed.

Purposeful strokes… purposeful… god, she tastes so…

Her hands immediately pushed open Elsa's legs more. Gasps slowly became moans - loud, agonized moans, and the hand that once petted her hair was grasping them for dear life.

"Ah - Oh, Anna..." she moaned, feeding into Anna's sense of pride. She was doing it. She was making Elsa feel good, even if she wasn't sure whether she was doing this correctly or not. But all Anna could focus on, relish on, was her taste. She must be doing something right, yes. So she continued… purposeful, long, slow strokes. Strokes that she realized were driving Elsa insane.

She felt a tightening grip on her hair, and with a hand pressed on Elsa's stomach… she could feel the pleasant twitching. The twitchings that were for her.

Prideful, she opened her eyes, mouth still kissing Elsa's treasure… and it was only then that she realized Elsa was staring right back at her. Blue eyes glistened, half-lidded, cheeks flushed, lips previously colored pink.

She hummed again, listening to Elsa humming along with her.

"I thought… Anna, o-oh, I thought you were a virgin…"

Anna wanted to laugh but she was too occupied… and finally, with the gentle hand that caressed her cute tummy, she let her middle finger gather the love and desire in a form of heated wetness. A few purposeful strokes again, and slowly, it intruded between the walls that squeezed her finger ever so tightly.

Elsa gasped as she raised her back, and Anna slowly pulled her finger out. She licked her lip. Nothing was going to waste. "Well… guess I was just born a natural…" Anna kissed her inner thigh, leaning into her hand. "You're so hot… so beautiful. I'm a lucky girl." In and out her finger moved, making sure that with each drag she pinched the upper wall with ease.

Elsa barely managed a chuckle between moans. Those moans got a little louder each time, and each word seemed to be more incoherent than the last. "F-Fuck… fuck me, Anna…"

She said my name again…

Anna was in complete awe, and she wasn't going to waste the chance to please Elsa. Her strokes became a little faster, a little harder, and it was enough to make Elsa scream, enough to make the bed rock and creak. God damn.

This was the first time Anna was able to have sex with someone, was able to offer herself to someone… and that someone was giving her the time of her life, and it could not have been any better. Hope slowly slid into Anna's heart, and she hoped… that night, they could do this for hours and hours on end. No one could get enough of that pleasure-filled face.

"A-Anna, Anna!" the blonde screamed, breaking Anna out of her trance. She grabbed Elsa's chin and pressed their foreheads together. Their eyes met, noses touched… and Anna couldn't help but hold her breath - or… the way Elsa danced in bed was what made her lose her breath in the first place. A hand caressed her cheek, which Anna slowly took in her hand as well. "A-Anna…" Her hips began to thrash even more. "I-I -"

"Shh, I've got you. You got it… you feel so good, Elsa. I want to see it… I want you to look at me. There we go…"

That did it for Elsa. The scream was silent, and all Anna could hear was a strained whimper. Her pale body though… thrashed like a fish out of the water as her hands grasped at anything they could, only to finally take their place on Anna's back.

She didn't mind. She didn't mind the nails marking her skin. She didn't mind how Elsa leaned into her neck, teeth scraping against her ear just to hold back her moan - feeling how fast and heavy she was breathing was enough. They were both satisfied, and finally, Elsa had stopped moving.

Even Anna knew, her whole body felt like a blob of jelly. She chuckled, slowly pulling her finger out. Elsa didn't even react, her eyes completely closed, head turned to the side. A glistening streak of sweat traveled down her slender neck, and Anna treated herself with her own reward - clean up her own fingers with her tongue, then licking the sweat off of Elsa's neck. Mm, salty.

It prompted only a shiver, which… Anna couldn't beg for more of.

"Did that… feel good?"

Elsa barely stretched out a smirk, head turning to face Anna. Ah, there was that sexy, sexy charismatic look of hers. Her arms slowly stretched to wrap Anna around the neck. 'What do you think, silly?"

Anna thought for a moment. "That maybe… you… were… faking it?"

She raised her eyebrows. "Really."

"Sorry, bad joke." Anna shrugged, smiling clumsily. "I mean, maybe -"

"Goodness grace, come here and kiss me."

Anna blinked. "But I… I licked your -"

"Wow, do you think I am that shallow?" Elsa flicked a finger on Anna's forehead gently. "Anna, you made me feel so incredible. I've never felt that way in my life. You made me feel so warm, safe, and… and desirable. Who would want someone as pale as me, as boring as me to be their girlfriend? Let me kiss you. Let me… be the only thing that you will always look forward to seeing, to thinking, for the rest of your life."

Anna raised her eyebrows. "T-The rest of my life?"

"It's a stretch." Elsa brushed her nose with Anna. "But I'm trying to be sentimental here. Is it working?"

"You're acting like the last ten minutes was not -"

"Anna, kiss me."

Elsa… said that in such a soft voice, yet… the tone was heavy with such urgency that the only thing Anna did was lean in. Kissed her, eyes closed… warmth spread and God, Anna could not be happier. This… was going to be their whole life now, as Elsa had said. This was a promise.

She rubbed her fingers around her left ring finger. It was comforting, but even for something like this to feel so comforting… felt so empty. She ran her finger on her abused neck… her thin collar.

Bruised lip. Disgusting, unwanted marks on her neck. Scratches on her body.

The man left the moment he had finished with her. Elsa had to hold herself up, make herself seem like a bigger person for Olaf's sake. But after what he had been doing... after what he did tonight… knowing what kind of man - and, she would dare say, he was never a man - how could anyone ever try to be brave? No… she had to give up her pride and dignity to protect her son that was so close to where it always happens. But thank God, he stayed in his room. Thank God, Hans was quiet. Thank God… Elsa was able to endure the pain and suffering.

It had been an hour since he had left. Elsa sat in her room, wearing her disheveled clothes. She stared blankly at the wall, reflecting on herself. She was wrong. All this time… when she hated the marriage for simply being so boring, now she realized… at least Anna cared for her. Cared for her like a queen, and Elsa took advantage of that.

She let out a shivering sigh as she brought her hands up to her face. Tears weren't coming out, but she didn't deserve to cry. Really, she deserved to be punished, and perhaps… this was God's plan to punish her for taking advantage of this beautiful girl who had given all her love and warmth. And while Hans was someone… fun and a little more adventurous… well, she had given up on Anna's love and warmth, trading it in for a jealous, abusive bastard.

She sniffled, pulling her collar up to completely cover herself.

"Mom…?"

Elsa slowly turned to the doorway and saw her little boy with his head down, and big worried eyes gazing at her over a pouting mouth. In his hands was a first aid kit. "Hi, sweetie," she smiled, and somehow, she couldn't even manage to look positive. This was sad and humiliating. She didn't want Olaf to see her like this. She didn't want Anna to ever see her like this either.

But this wasn't the first time this had happened… and for Olaf to grab a first aid kit without being told to really was a sign that this family was completely dysfunctional.

Olaf slowly walked towards her, climbing on the bed with the box in his arms. His little hands cupped his mother's cheek. His eyes quickly became teary, and his cheeks puffed red.

Elsa merely smiled sadly. "Sweetie -"

"I-I'm not gonna cry. I'm a big boy." He sniffled, pulling out a bottle of alcohol and bandages. "I'm a b-big boy, so I can protect M-M-Mom and Mama." He wiped his tear with the back of his arm.

Without saying a word, Elsa observed her son lightly dabbing a bit of alcohol on a cotton ball before letting it touch Elsa's bruised lips.

She couldn't take this. He was only seven. A seven-year-old should never be able to see her mother like this… and should never have to witness the abuse she had to endure.

Hans… changed a lot. Olaf had liked him, Elsa had liked him… but she knew, he could never get over his jealousy of Anna.

She shut her eyes and let out a shaky sigh. "Olaf, baby…"

"Hm?" He placed a bandage on her wound.

"Please don't tell Mama about this when she picks you up from school."

Olaf pouted again. "But Mom -"

"No, Olaf." She stared sternly at him. "Honey… I know it's hard. I…" Elsa sniffled, hands squeezing onto Olaf's thin arms. "I'm trying to protect you, okay? I love you. I love you so much, but you should never have to see your mother like this."

He crossed his arms, huffing. "No! I'm telling Mama!"

"Olaf -"

"I'm sick and tired of secrets!" He stomped his foot. "I'm telling Mama -"

"Olaf, listen to me!"

The boy immediately silenced himself in shock. Never once had Elsa raised her voice to him… and even she was shocked she would do that. Noticing tears already glimmering in his eyes, Elsa couldn't help but break down too.

She lowered her head in shame, guilt, and frustration, and she slowly pulled her son into a hug and a kissed him on his cheek. Her throat burned for holding back from crying but… she needed to do this.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart… I'm sorry…"

At that, almost like a toddler… Olaf wept loud and clear. His arms held his mother tightly around the neck. "Mama! I want Mama!" he cried… and yet, it was even more heartbreaking to know that he craved Anna's love more than her own.

She shut her eyes and squeezed out her tears, and laid her head on his small shoulder. "I love you, I love you so much…" she whispered to him. "To protect you and Mama, I need you to keep quiet about this okay?" She pulled the boy away from her, holding up her pinky. "Pinky promise?"

Olaf was reluctant, obviously. He wanted his mother home. He wanted his mother to protect him and Elsa… and Olaf couldn't do a thing. He frowned, eyebrows crossed, and he crossed his pinky with Elsa's.

The woman gifted him with a gentle smile. "Mom will be okay. We'll be okay."

"Mama, Mama!"

Anna had just entered the classroom to pick her son up from school, and let out a small grunt as the little man ran to hug her. "Oh jeez… you really are getting heavy." She chuckled, picking the little guy up to shower him with kisses. The classroom wasn't as empty as it usually was when Anna came, but she wanted to pick him up early to make him feel better about… yesterday. She even secretly got him cupcakes.

"It's what you get for telling me to eat a lot!" Olaf giggled.

Ah, that's right, huh? "And I won't apologize for that."

For some reason, Olaf seemed to be very happy. Anna put him down and looked up to Meg, who had her arms crossed, head tilted… and everything seemed all warm and spectacular when she noticed Olaf's bag in the cubby.

Anna raised an eyebrow. "Olaf, do you usually have a lot of notebooks in your bag?"

"Huh?" Olaf turned to look at his backpack. "Oh, oh! I forgot. Mom told me I can stay in your apartment for a week!"

What? All of the sudden? Anna was speechless. "Uh… yeah, of course - wait, did you really want to come home with me?" She swiped his hair back, and before his smiling lips could answer, Meg grabbed her arm and pulled her aside… well, outside of the classroom.

She shut the door, and all Anna could hear was an audible sigh. "What?" she questioned, whispering. "You know about this?"

"No, of course not, Anna." She bit her lip, leaning against the door. "I just have to tell you something, okay? This morning…" Meg let out a worrying breath, "Elsa didn't drop him off. "

What? Anna couldn't believe this. "Wait, what? What do you mean she didn't drop him off? Did she make him walk from the house -"

"No! Or… I hope not. Look, Olaf told me Elsa had to get to work -"

"She works at home, Meg."

"That's beside the point. Anyway… don't you find that odd?" She caressed Anna's arm. "This is the first time she's done this? There's no note. There's nothing, but what Olaf told me. And now, he's saying he's going to stay at your place for a week?"

Anna didn't know what to make of this. She pinched the bridge of her nose. God… they weren't so young and youthful anymore. Sure, they were still in their late 20s but… today, Elsa was making these spontaneous decisions. It was unacceptable. "Okay, I… I will talk to her. I don't know what's going on either, but… she has been acting weird for the past few days. I hope she's okay."

"Yeah…" Meg nodded. "I do too." A silent pause filled the air for a moment, and Anna looked deep into Meg's eyes. "You know, if he's staying at your place for a week… do you think we can do something fun together this weekend with him?"

"Like what?"

She shrugged. "Amusement park. Movie? Anything, really."

She knew Meg would be down for some fun. The last thing she wanted was for Olaf to really see them being… intimate with each other. He was still young, and for Anna to be dating his teacher.. she didn't want him to think that showing affection was always okay. As much as she wanted to be comfortable with Meg… her first priority was her son. So she nodded. "Sure, but… we have to have some rules alright?"

Meg chuckled, kissing Anna's cheek. "Come on, I'm smart enough to know that that is yours and Elsa's son. Affection is out of the question, I got it."

The moment Anna arrived home with Olaf, he immediately turned on the television. In her home, there were no rules - except for a set time to sleep and do homework. The boy had already eaten a few cupcakes, and Anna was quickly preparing dinner. Tonight, they were going to have ravioli, and while Anna wasn't always the best of cooks, Olaf surely wasn't complaining either.

But before that…

She sighed, and gazed at the boy from the kitchen. She tapped on her phone to call Elsa, who picked up after a few beeps.

"Hello?"

"Hey…" Anna placed a hand on her forehead. "What's going on all of a sudden? Meg told me you didn't personally drop Olaf off at school and now he's staying with me for a week?"

On the other end there was a brief silence before a defeated sigh. "I know it's sudden, Anna, but do this for me please?"

"I mean, I will, but… at least, tell me why you are doing this? I don't mind, first of all - I think I needed some time with Olaf too, but -"

"Look, he's been a good boy, and I wanted him to spend time with you too. He's been asking for this, for you to come home. The least I can do is let him stay with you for a week."

Fair enough. Anna looked down to her feet in contemplation. "Are you sure you're okay, Elsa?

"Yes, don't worry about me. Have fun with Olaf, okay? If you need anything just call me."

"You know I'll be spending time with Meg too, right?"

Again, silence filled the air. "It'll be a good way for Olaf to get to know her. Look, I have to go. Make dinner. Have fun, alright?"

Of course, Anna wasn't really going to force an answer out of Elsa if she didn't want to say anything. "Yeah. Take care." She hung up and put her hands on her hips. She glanced at her son, wondering what he - what they were thinking and doing behind Anna's back to be so spontaneous. Well, that was alright. At least now Olaf was relaxed and happy again. "Olaf, would you like to help me with making dinner?"

The boy turned with an excited gasp, heading to the kitchen. "Yes, please! You know, my teacher said I make very good cookies!"

"Well, I'll be sure to give it a try when you make some again next time. Here, why don't you go wash your hands, and then we can cook together?" Anna smiled.

"Okay!"

As long as Olaf was here… well, everything all seemed alright, and Anna could relax a little just for her sweet, loving son.