olofahere replied to your post: anyone still awake? For the next hour imma take AU…

First Aid recertification for work. They’ve seen each other but don’t really know each other. Anna’s practicing bandaging Elsa, and getting really turned on by tying her up but doesn’t dare admit it. Elsa ditto.

Holy shit bondage!au I’ve been waiting to write this thank you <3 <3 <3

(and I like present tense for some reason??) (and im sorry if this is terrible i tried)

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The room is full of people taking the same examination – technically the same people as last time – and yet Anna doesn’t recognise anyone. They’ve been split into two groups, and then further subdivided into pairs. She’d hoped she could partner with Kristoff, her partner when on call, but he’s put in the other group.

Anna’s partner is a girl, with pale hair. She’s tall and willowy, and looks just as lost as Anna feels (which honestly makes Anna feel a little better). The markers hand out several rolled up bandages to each pair, and everyone gets to work. They haven’t even had a chance to introduce themselves properly (but Anna thinks that’s only because she was too busy looking for Kristoff during the allotted ‘greeting’ time). She feels a little bad about ignoring her new partner, and tries to make up for it with a smile.

“Hi, I’m Anna,” she says, and the girl gives a curt nod.



“Elsa.” Anna’s holding the bandages, and Elsa learns forward to grab them. “I can wrap you first-”



“Psh, nonsense,” Anna says. “It’s fine. I’ll tie you up first and then we can switch.”



For some reason, Elsa’s face grows red, but she doesn’t say anything. She nods and moves towards the corner of the room, sitting down when she gets there. “Legs first?” she asks, and Anna shrugs.

“Sure.”



Anna starts bandaging Elsa’s leg, but the blonde girl keeps fidgeting. It makes it hard to tie off the knot, and she lets out a hiss. “Stop moving,” she commands. Elsa goes taut, and glancing up, Anna thinks she’s offended her – been too harsh. She’s about to apologise when she notices just how strained Elsa’s muscles are, and how red her face is. Elsa glances down at the bandage and seems to colour further.

“That’s… not a proper knot,” she says, and Anna follows her gaze.



Oh shit.

“You too, huh?” Anna asks, trying to ease the tension. Elsa is most definitely uncomfortable, but for an entirely different reason as she fidgets again. Her hands are on her lap and pressing down, and Anna smirks.



“Wanna, uh, postpone this? Come back another day?”

Elsa shudders. “Fuck yes,” she whimpers, and Anna stands up.

It only takes a quick excuse of ‘she’s not feeling well’ for the markers to let them go. Anna’s mind briefly wanders to Kristoff, but he can make his own way home.

They don’t return the bandages.