The two stayed like that for at least a few hours. Rachel was sleeping, lightly snoring. Elsa was still lying on top of her, drifting in and out of sleep, one hand gently caressing Rachel's breast. She moved her fingers to Rachel's nipple, and pinched gently.

Rachel stirred, and opened her eyes. "Mmm, Els, that feels nice. I could get used to waking up like this." She placed a light kiss on Elsa's lips.

Elsa jumped up excitedly. "Let's make some pancakes!" She shot out of the bed and bolted into the kitchen, where she immediately began preparing pancake batter.

"Els, wait," Rachel called after her. "Shouldn't we put some clothes on, first?"

"Nope! We're having a naked day today!"

"A naked day?" Rachel deadpanned.

"Yep! It's just as awesome as it sounds! We do all the things we'd do normally, you know, gaming, eating, watching TV, except we get to do it naked!"

"That...that does actually sound kind of nice," Rachel admitted.

"Good! Here, hold this! I need the flour." She passed the jug of semi-prepared pancake mix to Rachel to stir, while she rummaged around in the cupboard for the flour. Finally locating it, she was about to return to Rachel at the counter, when she had an idea. Sprinkling a little flour over her hands, she crept up behind Rachel as quietly as she could, and grabbed her breasts from behind. Rachel squealed with surprise.

"Elsa!"

"Mmm?"

"What are you doing! You've got flour all over them!"

Elsa briefly removed her hands. "Oh, look at that. So I have," she chuckled. Two flour handprints adorned Rachel's large breasts. "Let me get rid of that for you." She began to gently caress her breasts from behind, dusting off any flour.

"You, Elsa, are incorrigible."

"Are you complaining?" Elsa murmured.

"Mmm, no, I'm not."

"Good." Elsa pressed herself into Rachel's back and hugged her from behind, still fondling Rachel's breasts. They stayed like that for several minutes, while Rachel prepared the pancakes.

"Enjoying yourself there, Elsie?" Rachel smirked. "I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm loving the feel of your boobs in my back, and I could never get sick of you playing with mine."

"It's comforting," Elsa said softly.

"Comforting?"

"Yeah. Don't you ever just play with your boobs for no reason, just for comfort?"

"Oh, all the time!"

"Well it's like that! Except I'm holding yours, and it's very comforting."

"In that case, my dearest, my boobs are always available for comfort-holding!"

"Mmm, I'm glad." She squeezed firmly, causing Rachel's breath to hitch.

"What the hell is this?" came a voice from behind them.

Rachel and Elsa whirled around, pancake batter flying everywhere. Anna stood behind them, hands on her hips. Elsa immediately covered her breasts with her hands, Rachel quickly following suit.

"I...um...hi, Anna! What are you doing here?"

"I left a hoodie here, pervert. What are you doing?"

"I...making pancakes."

"Naked?"

"We're….um...having a...um...naked day."

"I can see that!" Anna laughed, immediately diffusing the tension. "Don't worry, I'm not judging!" Elsa dropped her hands, being sisters they were more than used to seeing each other in various states of undress. "I also wanted to invite you two out to dinner with me and Luke this evening."

"I-we'd love that, wouldn't we, Rach?" Rachel nodded, still somewhat horror struck "What time, and where?" Elsa continued.

"I was thinking maybe Minos, at around eight?"

"Sounds wonderful!"

"Good! One last thing, Mum wants us both back now. Our cousin is up visiting."

Elsa sighed, disappointed that she would not be able to continue their naked day. "Which cousin?"

"Cally."

"Oh good!"

"Good? Don't you like Kristoff?"

"No! It's not that! He's great! It's just that...um...no. I don't like him."

Anna laughed. "It's fine, I don't like him much either. He's always trying to stare down my top."

"Gross."

Anna shook her head. "Indeed. Now come on, get yourself dressed! Mother wants us home."

Elsa grumbled. "Couldn't I stay a while longer? It's not even one o'clock yet!"

"Els, it's four-thirty."

"What?" Elsa realised she hadn't checked the time since she got up, She must've slept longer than she realised. Checking the time on the oven, she confirmed the late hour.

"Crap. Oh, fine then. It'll be nice to see Cally, I must admit." She walked off in the direction of the bedroom, swaying her ass, much to her girlfriend's delight.

Anna and Rachel were left standing awkwardly in the kitchen. Rachel had long since dropped her hands from her breasts, but she was still a little dumbstruck, standing there gazing at the far wall, face still pink from embarrassment.

"Rach," Anna said.

"Wha? Yes?"

"I've seen my sister naked quite a few times in my life. I'm used to it. This is the first time I've ever seen you naked. Don't get me wrong, you are very beautiful, but maybe it's time for some clothes, hmm?"

Rachel said nothing, only scampered away to the bedroom.

Elsa was currently wrestling herself into her jeans when Rachel entered. She didn't hear her, but her heart fluttered as she felt Rachel's warm hands cup her breasts from behind. Microseconds later, Rachel's entire body was pressed up against her.

Elsa smiled. "I see you're catching on to the concept of comforting boob grabs."

Rachel laughed. "Yes, I am! I'm beginning to like this idea!"

"My boobs are always available for you, snowflake."

"Aw, thanks sweetheart." Rachel planted a small kiss on Elsa's back, and drew away, allowing Elsa to continue dressing. "Should we meet up at the restaurant tonight or…?"

Elsa shrugged. "Nah, we'll pick you up. No sense in taking two cars. Seven thirty?"

Rachel kissed her girlfriend. "Sounds good!"

Elsa was fully dressed now, which reminded Rachel of Anna's request that she don clothing too. She quickly pulled on some sweatpants and a Diablo III t-shirt, and followed Elsa to the living room, where Anna was waiting. Elsa swept her girlfriend into a passionate goodbye kiss, while Anna inspected the ceiling.

"I'll be back real soon, snowflake."

Rachel kissed her nose. "You better be. Text me?"

"You bet. See you soon, sweetheart." She turned and exited the apartment, Anna behind her. They descended down the stairs in awkward silence. Finally, Anna found the courage to speak. "So...comforting boob grabs?"

Oh, great, Anna, ask the most awkward question you can think of. "Uhm...yes. It's nice, okay?"

Anna laughed. "I guess. But comforting? I mean, hell, boobs are pretty great. Even I, being straight, can admit that. But they're fun. Good to play with during sex. Or by yourself! I admit, I play with mine too when I'm by myself, but that's when I want to...um...have some...ah...fun time by myself." She blushed, but continued on. "I just wouldn't describe it as comforting."

"You're right, Anna," Elsa said, as they exited the apartment building, walking towards their cars. "It is sexy and hot, but it's also comforting. Just being able to hold her in that way, Anna, it's like nothing you can imagine. "

"Well, if you say so!" Anna laughed, as they reached their cars. "See you at home!"

"For sure!" Elsa got in her car and started it, pulling away ahead of Anna.

The drive home was relatively quick, free of traffic, and before she knew it, she was pulling into her driveway. Her mother greeted her and Anna at the door; "Come on in, you guys. Cally isn't here yet, she's running late. Don't worry, Elsa, I know you and Anna are going out tonight with Rachel, but I want you back afterwards!"

Elsa groaned. She was hoping to spend an intimate evening with Rachel after dinner. Perhaps she could persuade her mother otherwise, but her chances were slim.

She spent the next hour sitting on the sofa, in a sour mood. She could be spending this time with Rachel, and not be cooped up in the house. She pulled out her phone, and began typing;

To: Rachel

Hey ;)

Cooped up in the house, Cally is late :(

Wish I could be there with you…

-Elsa xxx

She sent the message, and less than a minute later, she replied;

From: Rachel

Hey sweetheart :3

Aw, that sucks! I wish you were here too!

Not long until dinner though!

Rach xxx

To: Rachel

Can't wait! But I have to go home afterwards.

Mom wants me back because of Cally :(

Elsa xx

From: Rachel

Aw that's okay!

We still get to have a wonderful dinner!

-Rachel xxx

Elsa nodded to herself in agreement. At least we have dinner.

Another hour passed, and still no sign of her cousin. Both Elsa and Anna were hurrying around trying to get ready for the date, while at the same time trying to dodge the thundercloud of rage that was their mother under stress.

"Mom! We're leaving now! We don't have time!" Elsa heard Anna screaming from downstairs. Seconds later, the redhead came flying down the stairs and hurried out the front door. Elsa followed.

"Anna?"

"Sorry about that, Els. You know how Mom can just fly off the handle at...well...nothing? Not the best time for that right now. Now come on, let's go!"

After picking up Luke and Rachel, they drove to the restaurant. The waiter seated them at their table, and Rachel ordered four sides of calamari.

"So, you guys," Anna began, "how is...everything?"

"Everything is...wonderful," Rachel said, reaching over to hold Elsa's hand. "I couldn't be happier!"

"Aw! That's so sweet!" Anna beamed.

Rachel smiled. "And with you guys? Everything going good?"

"Oh, yes! Everything is great! Couldn't be better, really!" Luke smiled in agreement. At that moment, their food arrived, and the group dug in. Elsa, Rachel, and Luke mainly conversed about video games, while Anna sat with an amused expression on her face, listening.

"Guys!" Luke interjected. "I've just had a great idea! We should have another games night! To celebrate Rachel and Elsa getting together, since that's how they met!"

"Aw!" Elsa beamed. "I love that idea!"

Luke smiled, and the group returned to their previous discussions. Rachel leaned in close to Elsa. "Els, will you come with me?" she said in a low voice.

"Where? Why?"

"Bathroom." Rachel muttered.

"Why?"

"Just trust me, okay?"

"Okay." Elsa stood. "Excuse me, guys, I gotta run to the bathroom!"

"I think I will too," Rachel said nonchalantly.

Elsa and Rachel hurried into the bathroom and entered. Before Elsa could say a word, Rachel grabbed her and pushed her into the stall.

"Rachel, wha-?"

Rachel cut her off with a passionate kiss. Elsa was in shock, but she could never resist Rachel's lips.

"I...want...this…" Rachel moaned into the kiss.

"Want what?"

"Fuck me, Elsa," Rachel commanded.

Elsa raised her eyebrows. "Here? We could get caught!"

"That's what makes it so exciting, don't you think?" Rachel said coyly.

Elsa grinned. Quickly, she snaked her hand down into Rachel's jeans, and quickly found her destination. She was already dripping wet. Swiftly, she pushed a finger inside, causing Rachel to moan loudly.

"Ohhhhh, fuck, Elsa!"

A second finger soon joined the first, and she quickly established a rhythm. Her two fingers were plunging in and out of Rachel, while her palm rubbed her clit. It was clear that Rachel was already about to come, judging by the breathless moans and the force with which she was squeezing Elsa's left breast. The thought that someone could catch them crossed her mind, and Elsa's arousal skyrocketed. She felt herself grow impossibly wet, and she was suddenly on the brink of orgasm.

"Rach…"

"Yes...my love."

"F...fuck me."

Rachel wasted no time in plunging her hand into Elsa's jeans. Her deft fingers quickly found their destination, and pushed inside. Elsa screamed, her orgasm tearing through her instantly, and she squeezed Rachel's fingers tightly. At the same time, her own fingers found the impossibly elusive spot within her girlfriend, and Rachel was soon shaking and screaming Elsa's name. She buried her face in Elsa's shoulder to muffle the sound, but anyone could easily hear. A second, less powerful, but equally exquisite orgasm ripped through Elsa, and her knees buckled. She clung to Rachel, trying not to fall.

Rachel removed her fingers from inside Elsa, and brought them up to her face. She gently licked her forefinger, savoring the taste of her girlfriend, and offered her middle finger to Elsa, who gladly licked it clean.

"Mmmm," Elsa remarked, "I taste pretty good, too."

Rachel smiled. "The best."

Elsa drew her fingers out from Rachel's impossibly warm depths, and repeated her gesture. She cleaned her forefinger of her girlfriend's juices, and offered the middle to Rachel, who wasted no time in sucking it clean.

"God, Rachel," Elsa panted, "you really are insatiable! Who would've known that my gorgeous, sexy, beautiful girlfriend is into public sex?"

"Hey, you seemed pretty into it, too!"

"It was incredible, snowflake."

The pair staggered out of the bathroom to rejoin their friends. Anna shot them a knowing look, a mischievous grin spreading across her face.

"What?" Elsa said darkly, plonking herself down with a sigh.

"Nothin'" Anna replied, the grin still plastered across her face.

"You were going to tell them something, Anna," Luke said.

"Oh! We've been thinking that maybe it's time to tell Mom and Dad! And you too, Rachel, your mother should probably know."

"I...we would, but I think it might be too soon," Rachel spluttered.

"Normally, I'd agree," Anna said, "but not in this case. You two are sleeping together! It's time for them to know!"

Elsa turned to Rachel. "What do you think? Should we tell them?"

Rachel frowned. "I will if you do."

"Then it's settled! Tonight, after we get home?"

"Definitely!"

Anna smiled widely, and clapped her hands. "Eeek!" she squealed. "This is exciting! What say we do that now? We're all pretty much finished up!"

"Let's do it!"

Anna and Luke paid for dinner, after making a great spectacle of keeping the total a secret, and they walked to Anna's old car. Rachel was dropped off at her apartment first so she could drive to her mother's house.

Elsa gave her a soft kiss, lingering slightly with a hint of tongue. "Text me the second you tell her, okay?"

Rachel cupped her cheek, smiling. "Of course. Same to you!"

"Definitely! Speak to you soon!"

Rachel departed, and Elsa and Anna headed home, via Luke's to drop him off.

"Same deal for me, guys, keep me updated!" he said, before slamming the car door shut. The drive home was nerve-wracking. Elsa sat there, wringing her hands, in a cold sweat, her mind running through a million different scenarios. What if she hated her? What if she was disappointed? What if she kicked her out? She ran through each situation a million times, until finally they were pulling into the driveway.

"It's going to be okay, sweetie," Anna assured.

"Thanks, Anna. Let's do this."

The girls got out of the car and entered their house. Immediately, their mother swept down upon them to greet them.

"Elsa, Anna, hi!"

"Hey Mom," Elsa deadpanned. "Sit down, will you?"

Her mother's face grew serious. "What's wrong, dear?"

"Nothing! Just sit, please?"

Her mother sat on the sofa, hands clasped on her knees. "What is it, sweetie?"

"You know Rachel?" Elsa began.

"Of course, dear."

"Well...here's the thing. Recently, me and Rachel...have...ah...been...seeing each other."

"Recently?" Anna said. "More like since day one."

Her mother frowned at Anna, and then suddenly beamed. "Oh, Elsa, honey!" She swept Elsa into a bone-crushing hug. "That is so wonderful!"

Elsa grinned. "Really?"

"Of course! I'm so happy for you!"

"Thanks, Mom!" She returned the hug once more. "If you don't mind, I'm going to call Rachel, tell her the good news!"

"You do that!"

Beaming, Elsa took out her phone and dialled Rachel's number. The phone rang, but she didn't pick up.

"That's odd…" Elsa muttered to herself. She opened her messenger and typed out a quick message;

Hey, Rach, it's Elsa.

How did it go?

xxx

She sent the message, and waited. For ten minutes, for thirty, for an hour. Rachel did not reply. Getting worried, Elsa sent another message.

Rach, did you get my message?

Call me!

xxxxx

Another hour went by. Elsa was stir-crazy. She had called Rachel over a dozen times, and sent at least that many messages, but still, no reply.

"Fuck this," Elsa said, "I'm going over there!"

"Are you sure?" Anna replied. "Maybe they're just having a long chat."

"No, something's wrong. I can feel -" She was interrupted by the sound of her phone ringing. She snatched it up and answered it.

"Rachel?!"

The unmistakable sound of crying filled her ears. Elsa's heart dropped like a stone.

"Rach! Oh, Rach, what's wrong?"

There was a pause in the crying, followed by a long sniff. Finally, Rachel spoke;

"I need you, Elsa…"

"What happened, Rachel?"

"I-it didn't go w-well, Els. S-she h-hates me," she sobbed.

Elsa's heart plummeted. "I'm coming for you. Rachel. Where are you?"

"I-I'm on S-Sixth…"

Elsa was already out the door. "Stay right were you are, I'm coming to get you!"

"T-thank you," Rachel whispered. "W-will you stay on the phone w-with me?"

"Of course I will!" Elsa got in her car, and tore out of the driveway. She sped down the road, at least twice the limit, and hurtled around the corner.

"You still there, snowflake?"

"Y-yes, I'm here."

Normally the drive would take at least ten minutes, but Elsa was driving in such a frenzy she took less than five. She screeched around the corner onto Sixth, and started searching for her girlfriend.

A huddled figure sat on the kerb, and Elsa jolted to a stop. It was Rachel. Elsa got out of the car, hurried over to her, and pulled her to her feet, embracing her tightly. Rachel sobbed her heart out into Elsa's shoulder, while the taller blonde gently stroked her back.

"Come on, Rach, get in the car. Let's get you home. Tell me everything."

"Well," Rachel began, as they got in the car, "I told her. I told her everything. I told her how we met, how we instantly clicked, and that we're now dating."

"And…?"

Rachel burst into a renewed fit of tears. "S-she said h-how dis-disappointed she w-was with me! How I'd s-shattered her hopes and d-dreams for me! S-she said t-that s-she couldn't b-bear to look at me!"

"So you left?" Elsa said slowly.

"Y-yes. I c-couldn't be in t-that house any l-longer."

"What are you going to do?" Elsa asked, as they pulled into the driveway.

"I don't know, Els. Right now, though, I just want to sleep."

Elsa parked and got out, Rachel following dejectedly. She opened the door, only to find her mother awaiting her, scowl on her face and hands on her hips.

"Where the hell have you been?"

"Mom, look," Elsa said, stepping aside to reveal Rachel, and her tear-stricken face.

"Oh, sweetie, what's wrong?" She put her arm around Rachel's shoulder and guided her to the kitchen.

Rachel recounted the whole story to Elsa and her mother. She dissolved into tears several times during, but she managed to finish.

"Rachel, honey, you can stay here as long as you need, okay? I want you to feel safe here."

"T-thank you, Alice…" Rachel mumbled.

"Come on, snowflake. Lets get you to bed. Let us sleep in tomorrow, okay Mom?"

"Sure thing, sweetie. Goodnight, all."

The pair trudged upstairs to Elsa's bedroom. "I'm sorry about the bed, Rachel," Elsa said, eyeing the single bed disdainfully, "but I'm sure we can make do. Gives us an excuse to cuddle, eh?"

Rachel gave a small smile, and began to strip off. Elsa followed suit, and soon both girls were completely naked. Elsa got into the bed, and Rachel snuggled up close beside her. She nestled her face into Elsa's breasts, and let out a contented sigh. "Comfy boob hugs. Much better," she murmured.

Elsa hugged her girlfriend tight, and Rachel responded by cupping a firm breast in her hand.

"Thank you, Els…"

"Anytime, snowflake."