She'd been wandering near the stripclub for a while now, each day… contemplating whether to go in or not. It said it was hiring. But it looked like the club really didn't need more with so many women and men walking around pleasing those who caught their attention. Pleasing those who wanted to be pleased. It was paradise there.

Anna gazed into the glass door in awe. She couldn't see much of what was behind that glass door with everything being so hidden.

The woman was only twenty years old; she shouldn't be doing something… thinking about whatever she was thinking. It was dirty. But with desperate times, came desperate needs. She wrung her fingers together, eyes blank and shallow. Anna was deep into her thoughts.

It wasn't as if she hadn't done anything dirty before-just nothing of this sort. She was never unfamiliar with sex. Sex had always been pleasurable for Anna. Whether with a man or a woman. Anna always had a knack for fooling around… but recently, she just couldn't.

She loved the pleasure-to have her lover's body against hers. People had always thought Anna was innocent. She wasn't. Anna just hadn't done anything she regretted.

And she didn't fit in with working elsewhere, knowing how she couldn't cook, couldn't be neat, always clumsy. Anna was so imperfect. "You're just standing there. For a while now. Are you going in?"

Anna turned in surprise, finding a man in a grey suit, his tie loosened, eyes gazing up into the evening sky. He was smoking. Ugh. And what the hell was with his sideburns?

That day, it was quite sweltering until the evening. There were some slight breezes, but nothing too cold. The street was surprisingly quiet. Nothing seemed more eerie than to find it being so isolated during the evening. The wind blew with ease and ever so quietly, caressing the woman's skin gently.

Nothing seemed more uncomfortable with the man staring at her so intently. She wished he wouldn't.

Anna was just walking around the street-or so she wanted to believe. It was quite hard for her admit that she was looking for a job. How she was contemplating working here. It seemed like they pay the workers decently.

She looked around. That man was definitely talking to her.

He took in a breath of his cigarette before blowing out the fume. Anna grimaced.

"Y-You're talking to me."

"Hm." He took out his business card. "Take it." He stared at her silently with his green eyes.

She took a step back, chuckling nervously. "N-No thank you, I'm just… I'm just walking around. Just got curious, that's all."

He smirked and took another puff of smoke. "Curiosity is what gets people in here, beautiful. We are hiring, after all." We? "What's your name?"

Anna looked into his eyes. For whatever reason, the way he looked at her was so… menacing. No. Annoying. But charming…? And not in a good way. She wrapped her arms around her body. "My name doesn't matter." She looked down at the card he held to her.

Hans Westergardo

Crazy Horse III

Number: 1(xxx)-(xxx)-(xxxx)

"Interesting. Any reason why you're… "wandering" around here? I've seen you quite a few times before."

Anna didn't dare to look into his eyes. "That's… a personal matter."

"You seem like you don't recognize me. You know, I'm always 'wandering' out here too." He chuckled.

She looked at him up and down. "No… I don't."

"I see. Well, I'll be here if you decide to call."

Anna's lips twitched. "I don't want to call."

"You look like the type that would." God, already, Anna just wanted to run.

The bell rang as the glass door opened. "Hans Jamie Westergard, I did not ask for that woman to serve me-"

"Meg!" He turned around. "But I thought you wanted to relax. Don't worry, I'm still trying to find someone special for you."

She raised her eyebrows. Anna just stood there, gazing at both the man and the woman quarrelling… and she just didn't understand. She didn't want to understand. Someone special? Anna's face began to flush.

Meg-was that her name?-sighed, her fingers pinching the bridge of her nose. "Take your time, I don't care. But don't give me a random woman like…" She waved her hands. "Like her, okay? She's so…"

"So what?"

"Insistent. Annoying. Just not good at all. Who the hell hires them?"

"I do, obviously. I'm doing it now too as you can see."

"I have…" Meg gazed at the girl. Shit. "Preferences."

"Preferences. Got it. So… a man?"

She rolled her eyes. "I'll be leaving."

He smirked. "I guess, not a man, then."

"Not a man like you." Anna's body finally tensed up as those eyes met hers. So brown… and already looking so beautiful. Jesus what was she thinking? Anna tried turning away, but she was frozen in place.

"And you are…" Oh, what a voice…

Anna gulped. "I'm… I'm nobody. I'll just go."

"You should think about my offer," she heard Hans say.

Without another word, and a tight smile, she kept walking. Her mind was imprinted with that woman's face. Meg. Meg. Just… Meg. What a wonderful name with wonderful eyes. She looked up into the sky, colored orange and purple through the evening. The stars sprinkled over the space, clouds flowing with the wind-

She frowned. She hadn't noticed she was holding Hans' card until she looked down. Seriously? Anna didn't believe she would take the card willingly. It was quite a ridiculous thought to be in that club… to be pleasing people for money.

Anna shook her head. "This is wrong…" she whispered to herself. She put the card in her pocket. "Really wrong."

But all she could see was the beautiful woman that came out from that entrance. Yes… this really was wrong. I don't know what I'm doing.

I don't know what I'm doing.

Anna pressed her hand against the cold glass wall of Elsa's home. It was silent, and she was left on her own while Elsa changed her clothes. She didn't understand why she was here, but whatever her mind said didn't matter because it was what her heart truly desired. Perhaps… not really.

She looked out into the night, but all she could see was her ever so depressing expression. It was quite disgusting. She shut her eyes. Gods, when was the last time she'd gotten at least eight hours of sleep?

The night was still cold and so… so dark without the moon and the stars lighting up the town. The clouds covered the beautiful view of the lights down there that brightened up the town so wonderfully. In here, it was warm, lights dimmed so lowly, Anna could barely make out her reflection. The empty living room led her to this silence, and it was just too unbearable. Really, she shouldn't be here. But here she was, to stay for the night without a second thought to accompany her.

To be perfectly frank, a part of her just… didn't want to spend the night alone.

She gazed distantly to the world out there.

Everything she'd said to Elsa didn't seem to matter anymore. Perhaps, staying here would make herself feel better. Oh, what a wonderful thing to dream of.

Anna prayed that it was just the alcohol playing tricks on her… but she doubted it. Even without it, the likes of her would still stay. Oh, she'd never gotten out of the habit of being so reckless.

Anna sighed to herself, fingers running through her hair - feeling cold foreign ones grab that hand. She turned behind her.

Elsa. Her eyes gleamed darkly, her lips quirking with a slight smile behind her. "Let me," she whispered.

The escort gazed at her in silence as the woman pushed her hair over her shoulder. She couldn't even smile gratefully.

What the hell are we doing? Seeing each other outside of work… this wasn't a client and escort relationship. This was something else.

Her eyes fell to the ground, as if she was ashamed to know that she loved Elsa… loved the way she touched her. Perhaps, she was scared of this feeling, and always will be. She licked her lips. "I…"

Elsa tilted her head to meet her eyes from behind, a hand taking her own. Anna wanted to throw up.

What are we? Nothing that she ever wanted, that is. But she knew, if… this was what Elsa wanted, she would give it. As long as that could keep both of them happy.

Anna paused. Am I?

"What were you saying?" the blonde asked. Oh, so softly… so gently…

Anna just wanted to melt into her voice, and surrender herself to the woman. To do whatever she pleased. But no. She let go of her hand. "I can't be here," she replied softly, facing out into the night, arms crossed against her abdomen. A part of her hoped Elsa wouldn't hear her say such a ridiculous thing.

She hadn't heard a reply, but she knew, Elsa seemed to be… getting a bit frustrated. She would too.

The escort sighed, eyes closed. "I know you mean well, Elsa-"

"I've been very clear, Anna Andersen." An expectant silence that Anna was supposed to answer. "Haven't I?"

A finger skimming down the middle of her back. Anna's skin immediately jumped with goosebumps, her hair standing from the back of her neck. How could such a soft voice sound so… threatening? Anna turned around, back leaned against the wall.

"No… I…" For the first time, looking into Elsa's eyes… Anna never felt such a rush. Her face was flushed immediately, and she was speechless.

Her expression was stern, eyes looking removed from reality. Oh, everything that Anna imagined her being. Her lips were shut tight, unable to make out another word. Elsa placed a hand on her chin, thumb softly caressing her bottom lip. Fuck, this feeling…

Anna stayed still, her eyes following down to her hand. She was tempted to bring her hand towards her… kissing and worshiping every part of her body. Tempted to prompt her to moan like a madwoman.

She couldn't feel anything- even wishing for Elsa to. The redhead took in a deep breath. It was agonizing to wait. She had to say something.

"You know I won't force you to do anything that makes you uncomfortable," Elsa breathed, eyebrows finally furrowing into deep wariness. She let go of her chin, to caress her cheek with the back of her knuckles. When has she ever?

Anna closed her eyes, leaning into her touch. So cold… but it was everything she wanted. This was… the Elsa she knew.

Back there… when she trusted Elsa to cuff her, she already knew how honest Elsa would be. Well… at that point, at least. Anna wouldn't hesitate to do whatever she pleased again. Was she becoming desperate again? "Elsa…"

"Are you thinking about quitting?"

Anna's darkened eyes averted from hers. She didn't know what to say. Her mind was clouded with the thought of her. How could Elsa look at her with such intensity? She didn't deserve her attention. None at all.

"No…" she replied, and her voice could barely be heard.

"May I ask, why not?" Elsa tilted her head. Why ask?

Anna wrapped her arms around her neck, fingers burrowing into her soft golden locks. Oh, she's beautiful….

Elsa wrapped her arm around her hip. They were so close to each other… and Anna could indulge in the smell of her. Ah, if only this could last forever… to feel her touch on her skin. To feel her eyes embrace her body. Gods, what a dream!

Anna gazed at her lips, licking her own. Oh, she was thirsting for her… lusting for her.

Anna was completely in love with all that she was.

It's okay to hold back, you know it. Anna had all night to treat the woman like her queen. And to be treated with such care and… control. Elsa's fingers reached her wrists, immediately pressing down against the glass wall.

Anna glanced down at their held hands.

"Look at me."

Why am I listening to her? She looked.

"Answer me."

Anna bit her lip. "Because I…" Her eyes sparkled. "Because you're everything that I want… everything that I wished to have, but I can't have that. I… just want to stay so we can steer clear of our feelings, and I can please you the way you want me to. The way I want to. Are you going to bind me to your bed now?" Oh! The boldness. But this was what would keep her in control.

Elsa turned her gaze away. "Are you that desperate?"

"I can ask you the same damn thing," she breathed. The woman let her go.

She wanted nothing more than to see Elsa's amused expression. If she could be unpredictable, Anna could fight back as well. After all, she never was really much of an innocent woman.

Elsa sat on the couch, her fingers running through her hair. Blue eyes still rested on Anna's.

And Anna wasn't sure if she should sit next to her… and she knew, she wanted to. "Want" is a strong word.

She leaned against the glass wall, her arms wrapped around each other across her chest. "Are you holding yourself back?"

Elsa let out a small chuckle. Was it really that funny? "No. Have I not said it enough? I'm waiting for the right time."

Anna couldn't stand it, and she walked towards her. Those blue eyes followed hers, and suddenly, there was no stopping Anna from feeling ever so… wanted. They were so beautiful, so fervorous... and Anna wanted all of her attention. Her love that didn't even exist in the first place. Her warmth.

Her shaky fingers reached for her fringes, running them through the golden beauty. Those teal eyes softened. "I know… I just…" Elsa's fingers ran down her wrist, wrapping around it gently. Anna paused. What to say… Her blue eyes were such a beautiful distraction. "I just have a lot of questions. I don't know what you're thinking-"

Suddenly, with a pull on her wrist, she fell right on her lap. He face reddened, eyes widened, and her heart quickened with each heartbeat. Oh, she really didn't know what the hell Elsa was thinking. How could she turn from being so gentle, to so… controlling, all of the sudden?

To be honest, the unpredictable woman was what kept Anna always on edge. It excited her.

Anna shuddered, finding Elsa's arm wrapped around her waist, pale fingers grasping around her wrist to bring hers around her neck. Her mind wandered to that night where Elsa did unspeakable things to her.

She gulped, her throat running dry at the thought. "What are you doing…?" she breathed, almost surprised she could even talk at this moment.

Elsa looked up at her, eyes wandering down to her lips. Gods, what is she doing to me…?

It didn't matter what she was doing-Anna was loving the attention… the adoration Elsa had for her. Perhaps, it wasn't even adoration. Everything that they'd done, had always been for lust.

"You're... very insistent, Anna. What am I going to do with you?" Her lips pressed against her neck, and Anna couldn't help but let out a moan. She shook with desire, almost bursting into flames at the feeling of her touch. Even just a little… had left her melting into a puddle.

She gulped, head tilted up, and she stared at the ceiling. Her vision was clouded by every bit of her. Anna didn't know what to do. Avoid it… or just go with it? Fuck it.

"Don't do this… don't do this to me…" Anna whispered, and she knew, she didn't mean the words she said. Elsa continued, her hand sliding up to her back to keep her close.

She could smell her fragrance, compelling her to surrender. Anna's body trembled. Ah, so sweet and aromatic, but it was so strong…luring Anna in for more. She was completely intoxicated.

Anna was struggling for an out. She tightened her fists together, eyes shut, and all of her other senses intensified even more. Elsa's an out… always has been-No.

Anna could feel her blue eyes burning into her poor soul. Gods, how weak she'd gotten to her touch, and her body relaxed against Elsa's. Her cheeks were flushed red, her skin growing hot with the burning desire for her fingers… and the way her lips pleasured her body like a goddess. Fuck me...

"I love everything that you do," Elsa breathed. The girl shuddered. She couldn't stand it, nor could she resist. She was sighing with every word that left her lips. Anna felt her body surrendering to the everlasting pleasure.

"I love everything that you are…" Her lips brushed against her freckled skin ever so softly. The redhead twitched, whether it was out of want… or to get away, she didn't care. The lust filled the air like poison.

"Elsa…" she whined. Her body burned and it burned for her only. The room was getting too hot, her body was on fire. She wanted to rip her own clothes off herself. Do it.

With a burst of courage, she looked down to see Elsa gazing at her. So dark… but something about it was so comforting. Elsa would take care of her. She knew the woman would tend to her.

She bit her lips. What do I want?

Elsa didn't need to say anything, and Anna knew what she was thinking. Well, just what her eyes told her at least.

The blonde rested her chin against her chest, tilting her head in curiosity. Waiting. Taunting her. And Anna was going to have it her way like how she usually would. She must resist.

"Are you going to cuff me now?" Fingers ran up her spine.

"What makes you think that?"

"You won't let go of me."

"Perhaps, I should." Elsa's hand slid down from her back. Immediately, Anna held it back to place.

"No…" she whispered, leaning close to her lips, hers brushing lightly on Elsa's. "I won't let you."

Elsa raised her eyebrows. "What are you doing?"

"Not letting you take control…" She lifted her shirt off herself, her beautiful body arching towards the blonde. She gazed at those blue eyes wandering at her bare body. It was so quiet. "Like what you see?"

Their fingers entwined, and Anna could feel the shocking feeling that warmed her body. Her heart raced loudly and quickly.

Blue eyes rose to hers in amusement. There was that smirk again. "I'd… wonder what it'd be like if I just-" Before she'd even realized, she was flushed against Elsa, her lips pressed against hers in desperation, in lust, in love. Oh, and in such a hurry.

She hummed, finding the woman's hand wandering on her back, fingers riding ever so gently up and down her spine like feathers. She moaned so sexily for her, leaning into her touch for more. Her body twitched, and Anna had never felt so cared for. Never felt someone tease her like this.

Elsa sighed into her lips, her fingers reaching to untie her hair. It fell over her shoulders, Elsa's eyes marveling at her features.

Oh, she couldn't believe it - how she was doing this again willingly. Because why? My love for her could do no wrong? It couldn't be.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Gods, Elsa was wearing too much. Anna wanted to tear her shirt off. Badly.

Anna sighed against the teeth that bit her, the hands grasping her ass. She knew she wanted more. Elsa was the type to take her time. Anna was not.

Anna reached for the buttons of her shirt. God damn it, how many buttons does this shirt have?!

But she didn't want to pull away to look. Oh, the way Elsa's tongue caressed her skin… Anna definitely wanted more.

Elsa chuckled against her lips, and gave another soft peck. Oh, that sultry expression… the way she licked her lips. She wanted Elsa as her own. For her to ravish. "You're shaking."

And breathing very heavily. The redhead was too distracted to notice.

Elsa's pale fingers guided her auburn hair over her shoulder… and her eyes taking every part of her body in. Loving every part of her - oh, but Anna only wished Elsa loved what was inside. Is this enough?

"Don't… don't mind me." Anna tried not to stutter.

The blonde held her hands. "Let me." She slowly took her shirt off, leaving Anna thirsting for her skin to be shown. Oh, how beautiful she was… Her breasts full, pale skin smooth as silk… Anna glided a finger down her middle-the woman gripped her wrist tightly.

"Do you want this?"

Anna picked her head up, eyes gazing into hers. "What?"

"Answer me." Her grip tightened.

And there was no hesitation when Anna said, "yes… yes, I want this more than you'd ever think."

Elsa's hands wrapped around her thighs, and Anna felt a spark of arousal crashing through her. She gasped, tightening her grip around her as she was being picked up. A blush deepened her already rosy cheeks. "W-What are you-"

Elsa kissed the top of her chest as she got up and started walking. "Taking you to my bedroom, of course." She smiled. Fuck, she's insatiable. But this was nothing Anna didn't love. Perhaps, it was the alcohol - she could keep thinking that - but she was having a giggling fit already.

Something about Elsa's eyes were so caring and loving right now, so warm. Oh, she wished to bask in that warmth, indulge herself into this pleasure. The hall seemed extra long for a second, and Anna couldn't help but mirror her expression, her palm caressing her cheek. "Why am I like this...?" She ran her fingers down messy fringes. "Why I… do you know why I adore you…?" Was this drunk talking? Anna had no self control.

The blonde tilted her head. "I have an idea. But why don't you tell me?" Anna's skin burned. Humming, she leaned in to kiss her lips, and she hadn't realized they were in the bedroom until Elsa dropped her on the bed below her. She gazed up, her heart quickening as she wondered what was going to happen next. First, she needed to respond.

Her fingers wandered from her pale cheek and glided down her neck and bare shoulder. Oh, the little mewl Elsa made, the way her eyes closed for her…relishing every little touch… Anna wouldn't have guessed the woman would be so commanding in bed like this.

The redhead chewed on her bottom lip, dark eyes drifting down to her body. Oh, the shape of her body… so fit and tight… and it was even more defined in the dark. The way her body arched… Anna gulped down a whimper of want.

Fingers tilted her chin up, another trailing down her middle. Anna had very little control of what she could do… even if she thought she would. "Tell me…" she breathed, lips brushing against her own.

Anna could only smile, wrapping her arms around the woman's neck. "I can't tell you… ah… but I can show you."

Elsa grasped her hands, pinning them above their head. "I don't think so," she whispered. Here we go.

"Why not…?" she whimpered against her lips, eyes thirsting for all of her. "I… I'd very much like to. I know you do too."

Elsa chuckled. "I don't think you know what I want very well."

"You want me…"

"Mm…"

Anna gasped softly, her body shaking with pleasure as the woman kissed her neck… and it was as if fireworks were going off and she couldn't bear to look at the intensity of Elsa's stare. Her eyes were shut tight, and the image of Elsa was still there.

She could feel her lips grazing down her neck, her tongue tasting every little bit of her. She sighed, her face flushed as she was too conscious of those fingers trailing from her arms down to her chest.

It was nearly impossible to keep herself from even touching the woman. Anna opened her eyes. Elsa stared right back at her, sending shivers down her body. Fuck…

Her nose grazed against her abdomen, kisses trailing down her skin ever so gently, her breath caressing every part of her so warmly. Anna breathed out a sigh, eyes immediately closing… she wanted to touch her so badly. To wrap her arms around her body… but she was patient. She was a good girl, and a good girl she would be for Elsa.

Her lips felt dry and never had she wished for more of her kisses.

"Don't move…" the blonde whispered. Oh, I won't.

Elsa slowly took Anna's jeans off, and she only allowed herself to lift her hips up to make it easier for her. She heard the woman chuckle, her lips pressed against her pelvis. "Thank you."

Anna hummed in response, slowly opening her eyes. The woman was taking her bra off. Dear lord. Anna was breathless, eyes roving up and down her curves that were ever so exaggerated in the night. She gulped down a groan.

Elsa gazed at her lustfully. "Like what you see?" Was she mocking her? Anna wasn't paying any attention.

"Can I… please move…?"

Those beautiful hands held her waist tightly and pulled her towards Elsa. "I don't think so."

She wanted to roll her eyes so badly. "I'm not working, I don't have to listen- ah, fuck!" A hard slap against her thigh. Oh, jeez… this was really happening. Her lips were between her teeth.

Her legs were forced apart, and she found herself heavily breathing for air… for something that would bring her comfort. Ah, but was Elsa not enough? She's plentiful.

Opening her eyes… chills ran down her spine at the sight of how dark and cold her expression was. Anna wanted to understand what she was thinking-why she was doing this… for the pleasure? Maybe.

The redhead licked her lips. "Please…"

Elsa got up from the bed in silence and opened up a drawer. What the hell is she doing-oh.

A pair of handcuffs. Anna's mind began to swim with worry but at the same time… holy shit, how exhilarating could this be.

She watched carefully as Elsa shimmied her jeans off. Fuck. Anna was sure she was in complete hypnosis. The woman strutted towards her from the side and grasped her hand. She paused. "Are you willing to do this?"

She wasn't hesitant to say yes. And she just… Anna just didn't realize how quick she was to respond. Was this what she wanted-being someone… who still hadn't changed after many, many mistakes that were being made? Nostalgic? No… it was anything but.

A small part of her wondered if she was just doing this because Elsa wanted it. She was weak to think that. And this was… this wasn't healthy at all.

Click. She blinked, eyes rolling up to see her hands fixed to the bedposts. Oh no.

Elsa kissed her cheek. "Yellow for your limit… red to stop all activities. Understood? Safeword… kumquat." Anna raised her eyebrows, prompting the woman to chuckle to herself a bit. But she wasn't going to question it, knowing she wouldn't use that safeword just yet.

Her fingers reached for Anna's bra hook from the back and snapped the intruding cloth off. Click.

Arms tugged her wrists back forcefully. Oh, she was bound to the bed, alright.

Eyes roved over her whole body all so lustfully. She was bare for her, but Anna didn't mind… this wasn't anything Elsa had never seen before. Anything that Elsa hadn't touched.

And Anna would love to have the blonde touch her. To have her lips take her breath away. To have her eyes worshiping and relishing what was in front of her…

Her breathing was growing heavy at the thought.

She hadn't realized how nervous she was until she found fingers running through her hair.

"I'm here," Elsa whispered. Anna slowly calmed down. But the question that was always in her mind was… why?

Why did she go back to the way she was, why was Elsa doing this, just… why? She didn't hate it, and this was more confusing to even hate.

Her body relaxed at the feeling of those lips kissing her chest, her cold hands contrasting with her hot skin as they found a place on her waist. Elsa's body was pressed on her own, and her breathing was way less erratic than Anna's. Of course, Elsa was used to this.

"Elsa…" she breathed, and all she could think about was how that woman gazed at her. So gentle… but behind that, there was something so dark and so desirable. Oh, Anna knew how careful the woman could get.

She arched her body against Elsa's, tugging her wrists down, but it was impossible to get away from those cuffs.

Her heartbeat quickened, and it was complete heaven here as she looked down to see Elsa pleasing her body… her lips brushing against her skin like a paintbrush on a canvas. Those blue eyes fluttered close, her voice humming in satisfaction. Oh… What a wonderful sight.

Anna rounded her fists together, unable to reach for this beautiful woman, and she wished she could.

Gods, Anna truly wished she could just take the woman in her arms and fill her with all the love she felt for her. Her murky colored eyes found themselves unable to get a clear look on Elsa. She refused to.

Her body was completely vulnerable to her, so bare… and she was radiating with beauty. Elsa smiled softly, letting her fingers marvel at her body. "Beautiful." She kissed her twitching stomach.

Anna didn't have to say anything, to know that she was. To realize… how fucking aroused she was. She could feel it between her twitching thighs.

"Please…" She turned her head to the side.

Elsa raised her eyebrows, and her hands fell to her inner thighs, thumbs caressing ever so closely to her lower lips. Already, Anna could feel herself pulsing with love. She jerked in her hands, moaning when she felt her kisses pressed on her pelvis. "Don't worry…" Elsa smiled against her body. "I'm here… I won't leave."

Oh, Anna couldn't possibly wait any longer. She bit her lips, eyebrows furrowed tightly together. Her legs fell open at her own will. "Please…" she begged. I want you… all of you….

Her body arched like a bow, immediately, as foreign lips found themselves caressing Anna's clit ever so gently. She sighed, and with courage, she opened her eyes. I want to look at her.

Her body shuddered and shook with pleasure, surrendering herself to feel like the only woman in the world for her. I'm hers. Always hers for the night.

And she knew, how much she desired this… even if she said otherwise. Oh, Anna had always wanted the woman to please her - to have her lips on her body, hands searching for anything that would leave her screaming… it was a dream come true. But a dream that… didn't seem quite right. That's okay… it's what I want.

Oh, did she want to touch her badly, to put her fingers into her hair… she groaned desperately and pleasurably. "God… fuck, Elsa…"

Elsa hummed in response, hands holding her thighs tightly. Her lips were pressed against her swollen clit, prompting Anna to scream into the heavens, her body thirsting for more. Strings of moans cried out in desperation. She was willing to beg for a release. Anna wouldn't do that now.

She tugged her wrists back desperately, head tilted with ecstasy. Her heart raced at a speed of light. Oh, she was too far gone… so gone from this world and this reality.

Elsa was all she could have, and she tilted her head to surrender to her… give me all to her… And she wouldn't even regret it.

She moaned like a madwoman, her hips thrusting and writhing below her.

"Don't come just yet," Elsa murmured. Oh, this ride…

"Ahhnn…" God, it was impossible not to come. She grasped her fingers together, and she did not dare to see what the hell was going down there… what the hell that woman was doing to her.

She felt a sting against her thigh, prompting a small gasp of surprise. Jesus, did she have to bite?! And hearing a chuckle, Elsa was enjoying this very much. She felt teeth sinking into her skin again, and Anna couldn't help but moan this time.

Anna's eyes were glazed over, fogged ever so darkly.

Oh, do I dare to open my eyes… And she did.

Elsa's eyes glowed so brightly in the dark, ocean blue lighting up the room so beautifully… Anna wished she wouldn't stare at her like this-so full of lust and desire. She held her breath, as she watched those lips kiss her little patch of hair, disappearing down-Oh, fuck!

Anna gasped, and her body arched and jerked as a single finger slowly thrust into her without warning. Jesus… she could feel herself sweating and already, wanting so badly to relieve herself from this pleasure. Too intense… but at the same time, it was everything that she wanted.

"Ahh… Oh, Elsa…" she breathed, finding herself giving herself into her… looking at her with such love. And never had she felt such exhilarating feeling, gasping for air with the fingers that curled inside her. Pressing against her sweet spot, . Her head fell back, lips gaped open into a silent cry. Oh, Elsa knew her body all too well…

"Moan… moan for me…"

Anna took a glance at her, and Elsa kissed her skin, fingers gently pleasing her. Seconds ticked by, and Anna was in her own world-where it was just the both of them filled with love and desire. Fuck, I can't… I can't…

Her body arched like a bow, and she knew, she couldn't hold it. "Oh, Elsa-" She screamed into the heavens, body flaring with warmth, and Anna was filled with ecstasy. The white hot light of explosion crashed down her body, and she shook with pleasure in bed. She writhed under Elsa's hands, unable to control what had came into her.

Gods, what a pleasure.

Her heart continued to beat louder and faster, her face flushed as she came down from her wonderful high. She gasped for air, watching the woman crawl up to her, kisses laid on her skin. Anna couldn't help but sigh at the warmth of her breath whispering against her body. Anna felt hands over hers, and she looked into those blue eyes.

Elsa was smiling. When was the last time she'd ever smile after something like this?

Could it be because this was just… completely different from what used to happen? Anna didn't want to find out-as much as she wanted to guess what the hell Elsa was thinking.

She gazed at her lips, and leaning in, she gave Elsa a small chaste kiss. Not that Elsa would even deny a small peck anyway. "That was…"

"Fun, was it?" Elsa responded, the back of her knuckles caressing her blushing cheek. Anna was completely speechless. 'Fun' wasn't the exact word she was looking for, but she'd go with it.

The redhead merely grinned. "Uncuff me." The pleasure wasn't over yet.

"I will. But… what are you going to do once I do?" the blonde whispered, head tilted. She ran her fingers over her platinum blonde hair and let them fall over her shoulders. Her touch sent Anna wanting… more of what they had been doing. She'd gladly stay like this.

Anna licked her lips. "You sound worried."

She smirked. "I'm sure whatever you'll be doing won't be new to me."

"Oh yeah? Don't challenge me."

"You don't seem the dominant type."

"I'm not, but I will be if I have to. Uncuff me." So I can take you again and again…

Without another word, Elsa stepped out of the bed to grab the key. Anna's eyes just couldn't help but follow the way her hips moved, the way Elsa's back arched straight… her shoulder blades… her ass…

She swallowed loudly. "That's nice…"

Elsa quirked her eyebrow, as she opened the drawer and pulled out a small key. "Excuse me?"

Anna blinked. "N-Nothing." She tugged her wrists again. Anna rolled her eyes. As if I could magically get out of these little stupid-

Elsa looked down to her body, a smirk emerging slowly. Oh no, she knows. "You can ogle at me all you want, but now is not the time."

The redhead blushed. "Y-You… I just happened to be staring your way, that's all."

The woman shook her head in disbelief. "I can see why your stubbornness is such a wonderful trait of yours." What the hell is she implying-

Snap.

The cuffs released her wrists, and slowly, she pulled herself away from the metal binding. Elsa gazed at her, a menacing silence looming over them. Oh, and as much as Anna loved to gawk over her body, she couldn't do it forever. "W-What?"

Fingers trailed through her auburn hair, and blue eyes wandered over her features. Anna was nervous, and she wrapped her fingers around her swollen wrist. "You… How are you okay with this?"

Okay with this? "With what?"

Elsa raised the handcuffs and dropped it down on the mattress. "This."

I'm not, but… "I like it. Having you… take care of me…" Anna traced her jaw with the back of her knuckles. Oh, the way Elsa leaned into her touch… this left Anna in relief. "Having you…" Just having her, that is it. Elsa hummed in response.

Maybe… just maybe, Elsa just needed a bit of reassurance. But wasn't this enough? Wasn't Anna enough? The redhead leaned in to give her a gentle kiss, and she relished this feeling of their touch lingering around each other. At the moment, Elsa seemed the most vulnerable. And Anna loved that part of her the most-the part where she would open up… the part where her eyes would soften, and Elsa would listen to every word she'd say.

Slowly pulling away, she opened her eyes to see those same softened eyes she'd imagined.

A thumb grazed against the freckles on her cheeks. "Perhaps… your heart is a bit misleading."

Is she doubting herself? My love for her?

Maybe. Anna wrapped an arm around her neck. "I'm willing to take that chance."

Fuck, I can't believe I slept in...

It was already way past the afternoon when Elsa began to drive her home after sleeping in so late after… plentiful pleasing activities last night. Oh, the continuous pleasure, the moans, the screams… the way their bodies danced for each other was so exhilarating and hot. And it really was hot, literally. Just the thought of it, was making Anna hot and bothered. Oh, how Elsa loved her body like no one else would- she shook her head.

No time to think about that.

Coming home at 2PM after a night spent in Elsa's home was… not the greatest. Aside from the little headache and the lingering thought of Elsa in her mind… Anna still had this feeling of guilt and regret.

She'd opened the door to her apartment when she felt her phone vibrate. A text from Elsa.

"I hope you are eating, once you are home. I miss you already." -Elsa Arendelle, Tuesday, 2:14PM

Miss me? Anna raised her eyebrows. When was the last time Elsa had ever say 'I miss you' to her? Never. Neither would Anna openly tell her that she 'missed' her. Well, besides confessing-Anna groaned. She was overthinking it, and she'd been doing that quite a bit not long after she'd met Elsa.

But perhaps, Elsa was right about one thing. Her heart… could tend to be a bit misleading. Never would she think that her heart would get so confused with Elsa. Anna expected this though-after she'd supposedly fell in love with Meg. Things were a bit hectic, and maybe, a 'bit' was an understatement-

"Don't you call me ever again with this number, do you hear me?! … No… you don't deserve to see her, after… after what you've done to us by going to that woman. … You are not anybody's father, alright? So don't you dare call me fucking. Ever. AGAIN. Goodbye." The phone slammed down and loud on the table.

Anna blinked as she peered into the small hallway to the kitchen to see her mother slouched against the table, her hands against her head. Gods, what the hell was she talking about? Anna didn't dare to go up to her now.

"Hey, feisty."

The redhead gasped, turning to see Andrew ruffling her hair behind her. Ugh.

"God damn it, Andrew, I just did my hair this morning!" She smacked his hand away, prompting a hearty laughter. That was a lie. She hadn't done her hair as she was too quick to get dressed with Elsa still having eyes on her. Anna was almost tempted to stay longer with how her eyes roved over her body.

Andrew pressed a finger against his lips to hush her. "Careful, you don't want your mother to hear you."

She quirked her an eyebrow up. "What?"

"She's a bit worried about you." Oh, I see. "But you're 21. Going out so late and coming home this late worries her, you know? You're an adult, you can handle anything. I trust you, but apparently, your mother doesn't."

Ah, the overly protective mother, was it? Anna didn't mind… but like Andrew said, she was an adult. She could do anything in the world without anybody watching over her… and that would mean, she could be with anyone without a care in the world. Besides, having her own freedom was… quite fun.

"I was… at a party." She avoided looking at him.

"Yeah, yeah, party or whatever. Remember, you still have work and we still need to support you. You need to understand how costly Southern Nevada is."

"I know."

She felt a pat on her shoulder. "Well, as long as you keep working… don't stress out about the tuition alright? We'll get this all figured out."

Anna already did. She didn't have to depend on Andrew anymore.

With Elsa paying Anna's debt to Meg… she wasn't sure if she was thankful or just… scared. Scared that she'd owe Elsa big time. But this really shouldn't matter right now. She turned back to the kitchen.

"Okay, but… why the hell was she yelling before-"

"Anna?" She froze at the voice before walking in.

"Y-Yeah? I'm here, is something wrong?"

Martha glared at her. Anna had to avoid her gaze and turned to Andrew… who just merely winked and walked away. That little- "Where the hell have you been?"

"Uh… I can explain. First… are you okay?"

Teal eyes turned away from her. "I'm fine, Anna, don't worry about it." I see what's happening.

"Well, you were yelling before… on the phone… who was that? You never yell like that."

"Don't test me, honey." Martha glared at her.

Oh. Anna remained quiet, and in complete shock that her mother would even… say something that was so hurtful to her. 'Test her'? Anna… never heard Martha say that to her. Ever. Frankly, it was quite scary.

Anna wrapped her arms around her body. "I'm… I just… wanted to check in on you." She really didn't know what to say. Looking uncertain, Anna was still standing there like a complete moron. Her mother's anger was never a good thing. Obviously.

Martha finally sighed. "I'm sorry, I just… got a really bad phone call."

"From who? About what? I heard you talking about someone's father-"

"Stop."

Anna sat opposite of her. To be frank, Anna was the only person her mother would truly say anything to, besides Andrew. They'd gone a long way with each other-with the knowledge that Anna's father had been gone ever since she was a child.

The mother looked down to her folded hands. "Now's not the time to tell you. May I ask where you've been?"

"Party."

"And coming home so late." Eyebrows began to raise in question.

"A very…late college party?"

She nodded, eyes shifting somewhere else. "Yes... a college party where you've made out with everyone, right?" She tapped on the side of her neck. What? Anna's eyes widened with horror as she slapped a hand to her neck, but what was the point of hiding the bruise? Her face flushed with embarrassment.

"Mom… God, I-"

"I see, you've been with that person you've been talking about. You've confessed?"

A short pause, and Anna nodded. Shit, she really shouldn't be talking about this.

"And?"

"A-And what?" She chuckled nervously, watching Martha's expression turn to amusement. "And nothing, Mom… we just… did what we wanted."

"Right, and that's sex. Use protection, honey. Have you been using protection?"

Oh god, no. "Mom! Can we not talk about this?!"

The older woman chuckled at the sight of her flustered expression. "No, but I am serious. Use protection, honey." She frowned. "It's… a boy, isn't it? Do you need any birth con-"

"NO, IT'S NOT! And I don't need any of those… ugh." Anna was willing to smack her head on the table if she had to stop the conversation. She sighed in disbelief. "Why would I even…" Okay, deep breaths. "Yeah, okay, just because I like boys doesn't mean-"

She crossed her arms. "Ah, a woman, then." Shit. She'd said enough. "Well, you still have to use protection. You never know what kind of-"

"Mom, she's clean." She groaned. "I don't know why I'm talking to you about this, I'm going to my room to do some homework." Immediately, getting up, she found her mother's eyes following her… just so cautiously, and something about it seemed so… sad. She gazed at her for a bit, body frozen in spot. "A-Are you… sure you're okay?"

The woman sighed, eyes closed… and somehow, she just looked exhausted. "Where should I even begin…" Oh no. This really was real trouble. Slowly, with worried eyes, Anna sat back down across from her. She held Martha's hand.

"Mom? What was that phone call?"

"Oh, honey…" Oh god. Her eyes widened in horror. Never had Anna seen tears coating her mother's eyes.

She'd always been a strong, independent woman who would rarely rely on Andrew, and would give her family everything that they needed. She was the rock of the family, holding everyone together when times were tough. Never had Anna ever thought of the struggle they had because Martha was always so optimistic. Although, the two didn't have much money-even with Andrew supporting them, Martha was willing to give her daughter everything that she wanted. And Anna was just so grateful for her… And now this.

She hadn't seen her tearing up ever since Martha found out she'd gotten accepted to an amazing college.

She felt Martha's fingers shaking on hers even though they were held so tightly together.

"Mom, please… What the hell is wrong?" Anna's voice wavered.

"You…" Martha signed shakingly, eyes gazing away from her. "I'm so sorry… I'm sorry about everything, Anna… I love you… I just… I'm horrible mother, you know that, right?"

This couldn't be right. Anna refused to even listen to her now. She crossed her eyebrows. "No, you need to shut up, and tell me… what the hell is going on. Why are you crying like this? I… I'm going to bring Andrew in here-"

"D-Don't, baby, please. I need to tell you this alone. Your stepfather has nothing to do with this."

Anna gazed at her intensely and silently. Her mother took a deep, shaky breath.

"Okay… For a long time now, I've always told you how your biological father died from a car crash not long after you were born, right?"

Hesitantly, Anna nodded.

"I told you… We never really had a good relationship, so I broke my connection off from him when I first got pregnant with you. That's why… when you ask me about him since childhood, I always avoid the question and tell you, 'we can't visit him, I don't know where he lies now'. That I… never visited his funeral, never attended the ceremony because I despised him so much."

Anna listened intently. "Despised him because he… was abusive. Verbally and mentally, but… Never once hitting you, right?"

Martha nodded. "Right. And what I've said… still stands. But this time, forget about what I've said about him being dead."

What? Anna blinked. She didn't understand… But Martha voiced it loud and clear. With a 4.0 GPA, Anna just… didn't get what the hell she was trying to say. She chuckled nervously, attempting to take her hands off her, but Martha held it quite tightly. She looked at her once more. This… wasn't a joke. Shit.

Anna's expression turned sour. "What? Wait, wait, wait…" She pressed a hand against her head. "You're telling me that… he's… he's still alive? Um… w-when were you going to tell me?"

"I wasn't going to. I didn't… I don't want that bastard to be known as your father. I just… wanted what's best for you, Anna."

Anna still didn't know what to say. The fact that her father was still alive… the fact that Anna's mother had lied to her for her entire life to protect her. It was all too confusing and too much to take in.

But of course, she understood why Martha would cut all communications with her father. Of course, she understood why she needed protection.

He… was abusive. Or so Martha told her.

She gazed down to their entwined fingers. "Does… does Andrew know?"

The older woman sighed. "Of course he does… Anna-"

"I… I need time to take all this in." She got up so fast from her seat, Anna barely even realized she'd stood up. She wasn't sure what she was feeling. Anger. Disappointment. Maybe fear.

They just mixed so well together. But all that filled her heart was an empty void.

Gazing at her mother with a blank look, she pulled her hands away from the hold.

"Anna, please-"

Right now, she just needed to be left alone. And perhaps… someone who would be willing to be there for her in silence. In comfort.

"I-I don't know what I'm feeling right now, Mom. I… I'll go back to my room, I'll see you later, alright? I'll just…" I need Elsa. I need her so… badly. "I'll just go."

Oh, how badly she needed that woman to bring her all the comfort and warmth that she needed. How… desperate she was, to go to her for love. For trust.

Because right now, she really didn't know who to trust other than her.

a/n: from here on out, we're going rapid fire!