The next couple of months were probably the best times of Elsa's life. She and Rachel shared everything together, including their deepest secrets. Their love life was incredible, with Rachel bringing Elsa to a dozen screaming orgasms every night. Elsa was already hopelessly in love, but every day she was falling more and more in love with this beautiful, amazing girl. It was strange to think they had only known each other for two months. It had felt like years, they were true soulmates.

One day, Elsa was sitting on the sofa, naked, playing Diablo. Rachel walked out of her room. "Hey, Els?"

Elsa looked up. "Mmm?"

"C-can you come with me?"

"Sure thing," Elsa replied, a little perplexed. She followed her girlfriend into the bedroom, eyeing her ass appreciatively. "What's up?"

"Okay...um...how do I say this..."

Elsa's heart sank, her mind immediately jumping to the worst case scenario. "Take your time, snowflake. What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong, per se. It's just that...recently I've been wanting to...ah...spice things up in the...um...bedroom."

Elsa gasped, her eyes wide. "Rach! Why didn't you say something before? I would have-"

"No, no, no, it's not your fault," Rachel said hurriedly. "It's-it's just something I've...um...wanted to do for a while." She kneeled at the side of the bed and rummaged under it. A moment later, she emerged, holding several lengths of rope.

Elsa raised her eyebrow, not understanding.

"I...I want us to...use these, Els," Rachel said.

"Use them? You mean...you want me to...tie you up?"

"Yes, Elsa."

Elsa's heart pounded. Admittedly, this was something that had never crossed her mind, but now that Rachel had broached the subject, she was beginning to like the sound of it. The thought of her girlfriend tied up, stretched out on the bed, while she could do whatever she pleased to her, it made Elsa shiver.

With a coy smile, Rachel handed Elsa the rope and lay down on the bed, on her back. She raised her arms above her head, and instructed Elsa how to tie a proper knot.

"Good, Els, well done. Now just tie the other end to the rail there..."

She did as she was bid, and noticed that Rachel was panting slightly. "You okay, snowflake?"

Rachel nodded. "I'm fine, Els, this is just really exciting..."

Elsa smiled, and moved to the foot of the bed. She tied the rope around each of Rachel's ankles, and spread her legs apart. She carefully tied each length of the rope to each bottom corner of the bed. When she was done, Rachel could barely move, except her chest was heaving, her breasts rising and falling. There she was, fully restrained, and Elsa could do whatever she liked...

She felt herself growing wet, and wasted no further time. Carefully, she straddled Rachel and laid a sweet kiss on her lips. Rachel gasped as she felt Elsa's nipples brush over her skin, and Elsa revelled in the feeling of being in absolute control.

Slowly, she started to work her way down Rachel's body, kissing her neck to begin with. She sucked hard, leaving a small love bite, and Rachel moaned lightly. Next were her collarbones, and Elsa wasted no time in kissing and nibbling all over. Rachel was beginning to pant, her breath becoming more and more laboured.

She must be really enjoying this, Elsa thought to herself. I wonder how close she is...

Her question was answered when she reached her breasts. She caressed each one in turn, feeling their soft warmth in her hands, and squeezed gently. Elsa never grew tired of fondling Rachel's perfect breasts. She took a nipple in her mouth, gently swirling her tongue around it, feeling its roughness. Rachel was moaning louder now. Taking this as a good sign, Elsa gently bit down on her nipple.

Rachel moaned louder than ever, and her body began to quake. It was without a doubt that she had just had an orgasm.

"Rach, snowflake...did you just come?"

"Y-yes, I did," she panted. "I don't know why...maybe it's because I'm tied up, it's so much more exciting..."

"Wow, Rach," Elsa said, kissing her tenderly, "you are insatiable."

Rachel grinned. "And just what are you going to do about it...?" she said seductively, biting her lip.

Elsa said nothing. She moved her way down to between Rachel's legs. Gently, she licked around her clit, taking care not to touch it quite yet. She was teasing her. Rachel was panting again, her chest heaving, breasts bouncing slightly. Elsa reached a hand up to cup and caress one, causing Rachel to moan sweetly. Elsa flattened her tongue and ran it across Rachel's clit. She gasped, and Elsa could see her clenching her fists in her peripheral vision. Taking a slender finger, she slowly teased around Rachel's entrance, before ever so slowly pushing inside, drawing out a low moan from her girlfriend. She held it there for a moment, while at the same time she swirled her tongue around Rachel's clit, and squeezed her firm breasts. Gently, she began to move it in and out, curling it upwards as she did so. Rachel moaned louder, panting Elsa's name, and struggling against the bonds that held her. She began to writhe again, and Elsa flicked her tongue across her clit sharply.

Rachel screamed, and began to shake uncontrollably. Elsa's face was once again covered in her juices, a side effect which she had grown to love. Rachel tasted so good, it was like nectar. Elsa couldn't get enough. She kept suckling her clit straight through Rachel's orgasm, causing her to moan even louder.

"God, Elsa...fuck..."

Elsa slowly inserted a second finger inside her girlfriend, feeling her stretch around her. Rachel came again, almost as hard as the first time, her body straining against the ropes. Elsa kept tweaking her nipples with her free hand, driving Rachel absolutely wild.

"Gahh...Elsa...you...are amazing. Keep doing that! Ahh, Elsa...Elsaaaaaa!"

Elsa was unrelenting. She fingered her girlfriend through three more powerful orgasms, with Rachel screaming her name each and every time for the whole world to hear. She was impossibly wet, Elsa's fingers were gliding in and out of her with zero resistance, and every few strokes she was orgasming again, albeit much less powerfully this time.

Elsa got an idea. Slowly, she pressed a third finger into her girlfriend. Rachel gasped. "Ahhh...Els! Wh-wha-what are you...doing? That's too much!"

Elsa gave Rachel's breast a reassuring squeeze. "Trust me, snowflake." Her finger finally made its way inside. She was impossibly tight, and she was squeezing Elsa's fingers almost painfully. She didn't move them much, only rubbed against the sensitive spot deep inside her. Rachel's reaction was nothing short of explosive. She came, harder than Elsa had ever seen her come, and screamed her name so loudly Elsa thought she would be deafaned. Her nipples were impossibly hard beneath Elsa's palm, and she could see her leg muscles contracting, straining against her bonds. Her back was arched, breasts pushed up high, and she shook uncontrollably.

After several minutes of Elsa buried deep inside her, moaning, shaking, screaming, Rachel finally came down from her orgasmic high. She lay there, panting, barely able to speak. Elsa remained between her legs, content to taste Rachel while she recovered.

"E...Els...", Rachel breathed.

"Snowflake?"

"C...come here. Kiss me."

Elsa crawled her way up Rachel's body, gently removing her fingers from inside her. She planted a warm kiss on Rachel's lips, quickly followed by her tongue, allowing Rachel to taste herself.

"God, I taste good today..." she panted.

"The very best," Elsa agreed. "That was pretty fun, eh?"

"Ah...amazing, Els. C-can you please untie me, now?"

Elsa gently removed the restraints from Rachel's limbs. There were angry red marks on her wrists and ankles where the rope had dug in, and Elsa kissed each spot as she untied them.

When she was done, she lay down on top of Rachel, kissing her tenderly.

"You should've suggested that sooner, Rach! Even I found that fun!"

"Well..." Rachel said seductively, "tomorrow is going to be your turn!"

"Really? You want to tie me up?" Elsa asked, hoping against hope the answer would be yes.

"Of course! That was the best sex I've ever had with you! Not to say every other time hasn't been anything but amazing, though! That, though, was something else..."

Elsa kissed Rachel again, still able to taste her, and ran her hands over her soft curves. The feeling of their breasts pressed together was maddening, and Elsa's body almost felt as if it were melding with Rachel's. She hadn't orgasmed once tonight, but she felt completely satisfied, knowing she brought such pleasure to her girlfriend.

Rachel had already fallen asleep, and so Elsa settled into her, face buried in the crook of her neck, her warm body providing the ultimate comfort. Her heart fluttered as she realised just what Rachel had planned for her tomorrow. Sleep came easily to Elsa that night, nestled atop her girlfriend, in ultimate comfort.

The two lovers woke very late the next morning. The sun was streaming through the windows, bathing the bed in light. Elsa was hot, sweaty and sticky, and she was still lying on top of Rachel. She slowly moved off her, feeling her skin unstick itself from her girlfriend's. The sensation woke Rachel up, and she grumbled discontentedly.

"Sorry I woke you, snowflake." Elsa apologised, kissing Rachel on the lips tenderly.

"It's okay, Elsie," Rachel chuckled. She returned the kiss, deepening it. She ran her hands over Elsa's breasts, pinching her nipples. Elsa moaned, and she felt Rachel's fingers enter her, stretching her open. Elsa moaned, and Rachel took this as a cue to take control. She rolled the pair of them over to get on top, but the force of her roll sent them off the edge of the bed and onto the floor.

"Ooof!" Elsa grunted.

"I'm so sorry, Els! Are you okay?"

"I'm wonderful, snowflake," Elsa smiled, kissing her girlfriend deeply. Rachel began to push her fingers inside again, causing Elsa to moan in delight. She reached her hand down to between Rachel's legs and slid her fingers inside. She was already so wet, there was very little resistance. She began to moan in tandem with Elsa. She could feel her pleasure rising rapidly, gasping and panting as she worked her fingers in and out of Rachel.

Elsa came, quaking and shuddering underneath her girlfriend. Her reaction triggered Rachel's own orgasm, and Elsa felt her come on her hand. Coming down from her own high, she pulled her fingers out from inside Rachel, and licked them clean.

"That was fun!" she giggled. "Nothing like a morning quickie!"

Rachel kissed Elsa passionately, tasting herself. "It was wonderful. Come on lover, let's get some breakfast!" She rolled onto her back and stretched, arching her back, her breasts pushed high. Elsa's mouth descended onto a pert nipple, and she swirled her tongue around it.

She glanced at Rachel's arm, and noticed the rather large scar near her elbow. She noticed it first last night, but in the excitement she didn't bring it up.

"Hey, snowflake?"

"Mmm?"

"How did you get that scar on your arm?"

Rachel's smile vanished, and she scrambled to her feet hurriedly. "It's nothing, Elsa."

"It doesn't look like nothing to me, snowflake!"

"I said, it's nothing!" Rachel snapped, stalking to the kitchen angrily.

Elsa persisted, following her into the next room. "If it's nothing, why are you being so defensive about it?"

"Fine!" Rachel shouted. "The fucking cat scratched me, okay?"

"No! Not okay! That's no cat scratch, Rachel, that's a deep fucking cut!"

"I said it's nothing!" Rachel growled, backing Elsa into the corner.

Elsa's heart began to pound. She had never seen Rachel act like this, and it honestly scared her. However, Rachel seemed to realise what she was doing, and walked off in the direction of the bedroom.

"It's not nothing," Elsa said quietly to her back.

Rachel stopped dead, and Elsa realised her mistake. I shouldn't have said that. I should not have said that.

"What did you say?" Rachel said in a low voice.

"I-nothing, Rach. I just care about you!"

"Then leave me the fuck be!" she screamed, storming to her bedroom and slamming the door.

"Rachel!" Elsa ran to the bedroom door and tried to follow, but it was locked. She pounded at the door with her fists, screaming Rachel's name, but to no avail.

"Rachel, I'm sorry! Let me in!" Her blows to the door got weaker and weaker, until she lost the strength entirely.

Suddenly, the door was wrenched open, almost causing Elsa to fall inside. Rachel emerged, sour-faced and fully clothed.

"Rach! Why are you dressed?"

"Because I don't want to fucking be here, Elsa!"

"What...?"

"I told you to leave it fucking be!", Rachel shouted. "But nooo! You had to go fucking prying into my private fucking life!"

"I care about you, snowflake!"

"Don't fucking call me that!" Elsa's heart broke. Tears began to stream down her face, as she sobbed uncontrollably.

Rachel paused for a moment, as if she were in two minds about leaving. Just as Elsa thought she was about to stay, she turned and swept out of the apartment, slamming the door.

Elsa was alone.

She didn't know what to do with herself. She paced around Rachel's apartment so much her feet began to hurt. She was utterly heartbroken. She and Rachel had barely ever had a disagreement, let alone a full-blown row like this. Rachel must hate her now, why else would she scream at her like that? Why else would she storm out? Why else would she renounce Elsa's special nickname for her? Elsa's heart felt like it was being squeezed, constricted. She even tried masturbating, but that only brought back memories of their wonderful sex this morning, and all the times before, and only served to send Elsa spiralling into a deeper depression. Resigning herself, she trudged to the bedroom, and, for the first time in several days, got dressed. She lay down on Rachel's bed, and hugged her girlfriend's pillow to herself, finding comfort in her scent.

She managed to sleep away almost the entire day, though it was restless. She drifted in and out of sleep, tossing and turning. She dreamed awful things, that Rachel had left her forever, that she would never return, that she'd never kiss her again, or be inside her...

Elsa thought she heard the apartment door slam, but her bleary eyes revealed nothing. Rolling over, she almost fell back to sleep, but not before she felt a weight depress the mattress to her right. She opened her eyes, to see Rachel sat there, smiling down at her.

Her heart leaped with joy as she scrambled into a sitting position. "Rach! Oh my god, I'm so so so so so sorry! I should never have pushed you!" She flung herself into Rachel's arms, burying her face in her neck, her comforting scent washing over her.

"It's all right, Elsa," Rachel said. "I'm sorry I reacted like that. It...it's a difficult subject for me..." A single tear ran down her cheek.

Elsa reached up to kiss the tear away. "You don't have to say anything, snowflake."

Rachel dissolved into tears. She sobbed so violently, the entire bed shook. Elsa held her tightly, not letting go, whispering sweet nothings in her ear.

"Shhh, my dearest sweet snowflake, I'm here for you." She stroked her back lovingly, pulling her even closer, deepening the hug. "I will always listen to you, Rachel, and nothing you say will ever change my opinion of you." She kissed Rachel tenderly.

Rachel took a deep breath, and begun. "You don't know this about me, Els, but I've been dealing with depression for a long, long time. All of my teenage years, to be honest."

"It wasn't too terrible until I was around seventeen," she continued. "By then, I was getting bullied at school, plus my home life wasn't great. There was a lot of stress from my mother to perform well in school. My grades were good, but it was never good enough for her. Ever." More tears ran down her cheeks, and Elsa tenderly wiped them away, giving her a small kiss.

Rachel sniffed, and continued. "One day, things got so fucking bad, I couldn't cope anymore. Between the shit at school and the shit at home, I reached my breaking point. That night, I went into my bathroom, found a razor blade, and I...I..."

She couldn't finish the sentence, but Elsa knew exactly what she meant. "Oh...snowflake. My sweet snowflake..."

Rachel nodded, tears flooding down her face. "That was the first time I did it -"

"Wait, wait! The first time?"

Rachel shook her head, and held out her arm for Elsa to see. The large scar streaked across her arm, but Elsa could see at least ten smaller ones dotted around the site.

"I did that a lot during those years. The ones you see are the deepest. Most of them healed completely, they're gone, thank goodness."

"And what about this one?" Elsa asked, tracing her fingers across the largest scar.

"That was last year," Rachel replied. "I was in a really, really, dark place then. Thankfully, my depression is mostly under control these days, but back then it was rampant. That night in the bathroom I found the biggest fucking blade I could, and dug it in deep. As my arm ran red with blood, I knew in that moment I needed some serious help. I ran screaming to my mother, who had been oblivious all this time, oddly enough. She was frantic, understandably, but surprisingly not angry. She rushed me to the emergency room, where I got patched up, then found me a good therapist, who I've been seeing until recently. And there we have it, the story behind the scar."

Elsa was silent. She simply brought Rachel into a tight hug, crying along with her.

"Thank you," she whispered in her ear, "for telling me all this. It can't have been easy."

Rachel shook her head. "It wasn't. But I wanted you to know. I love you, and I don't want there to be any secrets between us."

"And there won't be, snowflake." Elsa kissed her girlfriend deeply and passionately. "Hey! What say we go to bed, hmm? I know it's not that late, and I have slept most of the day, but I feel like snuggling up to the most wonderful girl ever! Plus, after today, I could certainly use some of our special comfort time, couldn't you?"

Rachel smiled. "I would love that!

The two girls wasted no time in disrobing, and once fully naked, Rachel entered the bed beside Elsa. She snuggled up into her side, one hand grasping a pert breast. Elsa followed suit, filling her hand with Rachel's gorgeous breasts, and slid her hand down to between her legs. They entered each other simultaneously, and each felt the characteristic small full-body orgasm that always accompanied their comfort fingering. It felt a little stronger this time, almost as if to give them a little extra reassurance. Elsa could feel Rachel's warmth wrapped around her fingers, and Rachel's own fingers made her feel so satisfyingly full. She kissed Rachel tenderly, and soon felt the waves of sleep begin to wash over her.

"I love you, snowflake," she said, giving Rachel's breasts a quick squeeze.

"I love you too, Elsie," Rachel replied, nestling her face into Elsa's neck.

The two drifted off to peaceful sleep, both content inside each other, knowing they were safe in each other's arms.

A/N: So there we are, the shortest chapter I've written, but our first taste of angst! I wanted to make this story 100% fluff, but I thought Rachel could use some gritty background. This story is completed, that is, I've finished writing it, and I aim to post a new chapter at least once a week. And you can expect a (far darker) sequel!