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Drunk, Shit Happens

AN: Just so all of you know.. this is a long ass thing, have a lot of swears, and smut. and the plot is confusing cause I was probably high when I wrote this.. but yeah.. enjoy.. it is VERY long.

WARNING: FRICK-FRACK HAPPENS, SMUT!! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!!

I was maybe just a little drunk. ouch I just hit my head on the counter, nevermind I’m drunk as thunk. but hey you’re suppose to get a bit tipsy when you’re on a party right? I mean all my friends are drunk too. just look at em! of course I can’t because my head is still on the counter. get up Anna. lifting my head off the table I manage to cast a glance towards my friends sitting right next to me.

Kristoff is making out with a random girl, or wait no it’s that blond chick what’s her name? oh yeah Aurora, I’m surprised she even came, she’s usually this regal and pretty girl. oh and beside em is Eugene, wait a minute is he fucking Rapunzel in public? I guess it’s their love life but have a bit of privacy, but they’re doing it discreetly I guess so maybe it’s fine. she is just sitting on his lap rocking her hips back and forth, sure they’re grunting but maybe they’re not having sex, maybe it’s just me and my drunk vision seeing things.

“Get out of my way.” She hissed, oh she’s pissed. whatever for?

“No, She’s intoxicated and I will not allow you to approach her in this state.”

“So what’s with her friends being so close then?”

“They’re friends, you’re someone she dislikes.” I laugh and wave.

“Yo brownie, it’s fine Marsh, let her through, I can give a beatin if she wants some.” he must know how I am when drunk, you don’t mess with me when I’m drunk. he seemed to know because he let her through. she now stood in front of me, oooh she’s trying to be intimidating, ha, ain’t that funny. “So bookworm, what’s up, rare to see ya leave the library.” I said with a goofy smile. she frowned at me, aw ain’t that cute.

“Can it Summers.” Ouch. “I heard about your little stunt.” What stunt? I don’t do my own stunts. “About how you tried to approach Elsa.” oh, that stunt.

“Chill your tits, she’s my friend you know, nothing happened. why do you think I’m drinking?” she growled, oh she gonna turn into the beast?

“Bullshit, I heard she got mad with you.” Oh yeah, why was she mad?

“I wouldn’t say mad, frustrated maybe. she’s been ignorin me, I let out some frustration, she let out some frustration.. eh.. enough said.” ooh smooth.

“And you walked away defeated?” why was she smiling? oh fuck no, she’s not mocking me right now. “Should have known. she’d not be interested in you. maybe finally she’s come to her senses, that’s why she’s ignoring you.” okay either this bitch shuts up or I’ll give her a- “Maybe it’s time for me to try now, she’s mine to begin with, you never had-” Why’d she stop talking? wait why does my fist hurt, and why is my hand in a fist? and for that matter why is she on the floor? oh, I must have hit her, awesome!

“Shut your fucking mouth you slut, get back to the library behind your castle of books.” I growled, my mind clearing up slightly. she was quick back up on her feet though, flying onto me and hitting me straight on the cheek. oh it’s on! “Kris order another drink for me, I’ll be right back.” I told my blonde friend who just nodded. no one pissed me off when I was drunk, or in general really. just ask Hans, he’s done it plenty of times. I cracked my knuckles and grabbed her collar, glaring at her as I raised my fist again, hitting her straight in the stomach. before she could recover my fist connected with her chin and she was struck to the floor again. I wasn’t called Feistypants for nothing.

she managed to get up on her feet again though, lashing out at me and actually made me loose my balance and we both tumbled to the floor. she started hitting my chest, face, anything she could reach as she straddled my stomach. pushing up my legs grabbed clamped around her neck and pulled backwards, making her fall backwards on top of me. jeez she’s fucking heavy! I grabbed her legs and pushed em off me, sat up and switched our places. not quite sure how many hits I landed until I deemed that her face was beautiful enough to not be seen in public for a while. getting up I tasted the blood in my mouth and spat on her.

“Good job, you busted my lip.” Marshmallow stood by the side, obviously not wanting to interrupt something I got into myself. I grabbed the beer Kristoff got for me and started walking for the exit.

“Where you goin?” Kristoff slurred, yep he’s as drunk as I am.

“I’m goin home. or.. at least I think so.. might get some fights for good measure.. Marshmallow go to Olaf’s place or somethin.. alone, now.” I managed as I walked out. the fresh air hit me like a train. it was good, bet I’ll get a huge headache tomorrow. after just walking for a bit I think I heard steps behind me. great, this’ll be a long walk home.

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hey, I was right, I was gonna get a headache.

“Fucking hate hangovers.. why are they necessary..” I mumbled, rubbing my temples as I managed to walk towards school. I woke up in my bed, no stranger in it yay! but a bunch of bruises and a cut on my cheek. guess I went hard on the fights, if I remember correctly there were five guys that wanted a piece of me. but no one messes with miss Feistydrunk. I just made that up. not that I cared though, I’d been getting into a lot of shit nowadays. but it’s not my fault, if the love of your life was being taken away from you you’d also start doing bad shit.

Luckily I got through the school day without anything happening though, everyone probably saw how pissed I was and didn’t want any piece of me. but as I was getting my things to go home, someone called my name.

“Anna!” ouch, whoever it was was pissed. who wasn’t nowadays?

“What?” I snapped and closed my locker.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” turning my head I was about to make a nasty retort but found myself unable to when the one screaming at me were the very person I didn’t want to shout at. Elsa Winters. she was staring at me with the most beautiful ice blue eyes ever, or they would be if it wasn’t for the fact that they’re also glaring at me.

“H-Huh?” I managed and she jabbed a finger into my shoulder.

“I get that you’re pissed off for some reason, but that doesn’t give you the right to go and beat people up for it!” What? “Don’t look like you don’t know what the fuck I’m talking about! I’m talking about Belle! Why the fuck is she telling me you beat the living crap out of her yesterday?!” Oh, wait I did that? fuck me and being drunk.

“I didn’t-” she grit her teeth and pointed towards the end of the hallway.

“Then what’s that!?” Belle was standing there, her face having a few bandages here and there and she had two blue eyes, her lip was swollen and well, her face looked beautiful in my opinion, no wait, bad Anna not now. I looked back at the older girl opened my mouth, closed it, frowned and hit her hand away.

“I hit her for talking shit. she’s the one who laid the second blow which busted my lip. and when I returned the favor, she’s the one who took it further.”

“Well would it have hurt you to just stop!? to not even have started it in the first place!?” I looked at Belle, she was grinning at me, the bitch she hadn’t told her the whole story. and neither could I right now. “She even broke her nose I mean how far were you gonna go?! if someone didn’t pull you off then what would have happened?! were you planning on hurting her more?!” pull me off? what, that’s not what happened. I looked back at Belle who was smirking now, I grit my teeth and pushed past Elsa, running for her I grabbed her collar.

“You fucking bitch, why’d you tell her I was some uncontrollable animal!? I would so..” I trailed off, my rage building I could have hit her again. but feeling a hard slap to the face I cringed. that adding to the bruises I already had hurt like hell. Elsa pulled me away, she just slapped me.

“What is wrong with you!?” she asked again. I clenched my fists and swallowed tears. “You’ve already hurt her en-”

“Fucking look at me Elsa!” I shouted, interrupting her. she glared at me but slowly seemed to take in my condition as well. I had bruises on my face, a bandage over my cheek for the cut and a bandage around my head for the injury behind it. I lifted my shirt up a little, showing my stomach where there were blue bruises all over, I didn’t bother showing my legs and arms. she was staring at me now, baffled. “I’ll admit, I did that shit to her fucking face but she did this to mine, with help of a couple of guys afterwards. and I only did it because she lead me on with her shit talking! and I was fucking drunk! did she leave that out as well?!” I shouted, rage once again building in the pit of my stomach.

“Anna-”

“You’re so worried about her?! well then when’s the marriage!? don’t worry about your fucking best friend who you’ve ignored for a couple of days to be with a bitch that doesn’t even tell the whole story! believe in someone you’ve known for a couple of weeks and go sauntering over to me who you’ve known for more than a decade and shout at me! don’t care about that fact that I’m as beaten up as she is if not worse and just keep telling me how fucking stupid I am!” Elsa was staring at me, obviously in shock. I think I even got Belle on the shock train. “Just.. Fuck this.. I’m done.. I fucking love you but I’m just destroying everything by doing so.. You can have her Belle I give up..” grabbing my bag I got past Elsa and raced for the exit.

“Anna! Wait! Belle let go of me!” I didn’t turn around, I kept running, dashing out the doors and ran full speed home. well there I unlocked the door, got in and closed it behind me, collapsing against it. covering my face with my hands I shook violently. why? why did she believe Belle so easily, I did do it but why did she just jump me like that? she’s never done that before. maybe Belle was right, maybe I don’t have-

“Anna!” someone banged at my door, trying to open it but I’d locked it again already. “Anna let me in!” it came as a plea but I covered my ears, trying to shut her out. “Please open the door!” No, I can’t, everything’s just painful, leave me alone. “Anna..” the banging stopped, I bet she’s standing right behind it though, her forehead against the door. I think I passed out by the door though. because I don’t remember anything after that.

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I kept being home. my parents were dead anyway so no one were there to tell me to go to school. but no one was there to comfort me either. I’ve really gone and fucked shit up. and to think it was because i got drunk and hit Belle. why must I be such an idiot? I’d been in here for a whole week now, and Elsa haven’t stopped trying to get to me. she’s knocked, trying to talk me into opening the door. she’s dropped off chocolate, dark chocolate, my favorite. she’s also tried to call me, sent me over a hundred messages and last but not least, even gone to my window and knocking on it.

I’ve tried to ignore her though, I’m not even sure why myself anymore. was it because she’s hurt me? because I confessed and probably messed everything up? I’m not sure. but I was getting short on food and stuff so I had to go shopping unless I wanna starve. why was food so damn important? sighing I put on some decent clothes, threw my grocery bag over my shoulders and got out of the house. there was no Elsa anywhere, which was good. luckily the grocery shop wasn’t so far from my house, so I could easily go in there get the stuff I need and get out. jeez I sound like I’m gonna rob the place.

I got what I needed, stuffed it in my bag and walked out, my head hung as I tried not to think of my times with Elsa at the store. I managed to maybe walk a few meters away from the store when I hear a familiar call.

“Anna? Anna!” I turn my head to see Elsa just across the way. shit, let’s see if running in the track team was worth it! running like a maniac I could hear her shout behind me but tried to speed up. I actually got to the house, unlocked it but before there was a chance for me to close the door, a foot came in between. and boom goes the dynamite, my door burst open, hands grabbed my wrists, a body pressed against mine to push it against the wall beside the door. isn’t this cliché? my blue eyes clashed with ice blue ones. we were frozen like that for a while, both panting like we’ve run the marathon. she caught her breath faster than me though, and opened her mouth, I was sure she was gonna shout at me so I closed my eyes and waited for the worst.

though what I received was a hell of a lot different than what I thought. because suddenly I felt something pushing up against my lips and when I opened my eyes I barely believed what I was seeing. she was kissing me! did I skip a chapter or something?! how do you go from a panting maniac to a kissing one?! wait what am I thinking right now, gah why must her lips feel so soft and.. okay I’m kissing her back already awesome. wait no, not awesome! I struggled to get my wrists free so I could push her off but she growled, she growled, got me off the wall, somehow kicked the door closed and pushed me until my back was met with my couch.

she got on top of me, straddled my hips and pressed my wrists above my head. okay, now this was hot and what the fuck am I suppose to do now?! wait did her breath always smell like alcohol? no of course it didn’t, wait does that mean she’s drunk?! why is she drunk, she never gets drunk! I look up into her eyes again, they were hazed but a light frown was present on her face.

“E-Elsa get off me..” god damn it why is she so hot?! makes it very fucking hard for me to resist here! she leans down, pressing her face into my neck and I feel her lips kissing it.

“Stop shutting me out..” she mumbles, her grip on my wrists tightening. “I know you don’t want to shut me out. so stop it.” my mouth runs dry, I can’t speak, much less struggle anymore. her face meets mine again, her hazed eyes looking at me with what I do believe is lust and it catches me off guard, making my breath hitch. she smirked, shit that sexy face, and neared my lips again. I wanted to protest, I mean she’s drunk and she wasn’t sane, because if she was she would not want to kiss me, but she easily shut me up by pressing her lips to mine.

she let’s go of one of my wrists but she’s somehow strong enough to hold both of them in one hand as she reached up to her neck, untying a tie. wait since when did she wear a tie? my thoughts trailed off though as she tilted her head, deepening the kiss while her hand holding the tie went back up. then suddenly both her hands were at my sides, rubbing circles and letting her fingertips go under my shirt. I wanted to try and stop her a last time but I couldn’t move. and I quickly realized she’d tied together my wrists. shit, how the fuck did I get into this position?!

I know how I am when I’m drunk, but I’ve never seen Elsa drunk before, and I’m not sure if I’m suppose to love it or hate it right now. shit if Elsa’s sexiness was a gun my brains would be all over the floor right now. wait, why was she smirking, and for that matter, why do I feel a chill going past my stomach. I look down and quickly realize that she’s buttoned up my blouse. why did I think wearing a blouse was a good idea today?!

“Elsa.. Don’t do something you’ll regret-” but she cut me off, pushing two fingers against my mouth as her face got closer.

“You’re mine, drunk or sober, you don’t belong to anyone else but me okay. you were my best friend first and everything, so no one but me is allowed to do this.” okay this may be turning me on just a little bit. I hate hormones! “Open your mouth..” she commanded and at first I didn’t do anything and she pressed her fingers harder against my lips. “Open mouth.” her stare was hazy but demanding and with a whimper, I did as told and she dipped her fingers inside. they roamed around and I almost gagged when she pushed them further. wow if this is Elsa drunk then I’m not sure I want to see her drunk ever again.

her head leaned down and she latched onto my neck again. putting her two fingers together she slowly pulled down out of mouth but then pushed them back in, okay I think I gagged there. then I felt her free hand started to move up from my side to the valley between my breasts. shit. I couldn’t protest or even speak coherently thanks to her fingers and neither could I try to stop her because my hands were tied! Summers you’re so fucking screwed. and great I have a front clasp bra today, did I expect this to happen or something? it was unclasped in a millisecond and pushed to the side like my blouse.

her fingers pulled out fully this time, and holy shit I was panting. Elsa got back up to look into my eyes before she dipped, and kissed my open mouth only to push her tongue inside. her hand trailed down to it’s counterpart, but it placed a trail of my own drool on the way down and it made me shiver. one of us let out a moan into the kiss and I wasn’t sure if it was me or her. but with those same fingers that was in my mouth rubbing slow circles around one of my nipples, I bet it was me. I felt her smirk against my lips before she took the erect nub between her fingers and pinched, and I arched my back involuntarily and she backed off so my groan got let out.

“You’re beautiful you know.” her voice was husky and I opened my eyes to see her pretty much sitting on me as she looked over my upper body. I probably looked like a mess, my blouse and bra being pushed to my sides, whole body flushed and panting. “And this beauty belongs to me only, you understand?” her voice had grown demanding again, and when I didn’t answer she gave both my nipples a hard pinch, once again making my back arch and a groan exiting my lips. “Understand.”

“E-Elsa..” Wow I sounded desperate, or did I whimper? I’m not sure anymore. I must have done something right because her smirk was back and she leaned back down, now her face being by my breasts.

“Good.” Elsa do you have to be like this when you’re drunk? why couldn’t you be like a big goofball like Kristoff. why am I even thinking about that at this point? I didn’t get to think about it for long though, because Elsa pulled me back to reality, or rather yanked me, by latching onto my left nipple, sucking harshly.

“Fuck..” I moan and real desperately want my hands free right now. her right hand starts to massage and pinch my other nipple while her unoccupied hand is just holding her weight at the moment. I writhe under her, letting out a loud moan when she bites on to it lightly. I should be trying to stop her, but all my reason have just flown out the window at this point. the unmoving hand then starts to move, slipping downwards, tracing patterns on my stomach before going lower until it hits my jeans. she stops what she’s doing and I try to concentrate on getting back my breath as she slides her whole body down and sits between my legs.

“These needs to come off..” I hear her mumble and surprisingly it takes mere seconds for my pants to slide off my legs and down on the floor. have she done this before or something? a finger slides over my panties and I twitch. “You’re wet, is this for me?” fuck why must her voice sound so sexy?! Elsa’s head pops up by my chest again, giving each nipple a suck, eliciting another moan from me. the ice blue gaze then falls back on my face and her damn smirk is back. and she’s raising her eyebrow, fucking hell I’m dead. I feel one of her hands gliding down below the pantie line, slowly making her way down.

“I’ll fuck you senseless until you moan my name.” she whispered into my ear and I think I died a bit there. drunk Elsa or sober Elsa, don’t know which one I would prefer right now. all train of thought was quickly cut off though as she started rubbing me up and down, getting her fingers coated. I bite back a loud moan and try not to buck my hips, I wasn’t suppose to be enjoying this! “Anna.” she leans up so her lips are pressed against mine again and pushes her tongue inside, rubbing my center faster and harder, making me moan into her mouth.

“No holding back moans.” she commanded and right now I’m afraid of might happen if I defy those commands, so I do as told.

“Fuck Elsa..” she grins now, and her thumb makes contact with my clit, rubbing roughly. “Shit.” I actually buck my hips, pressing my head back. just from rubbing me she’s almost got me climaxing already. her mouth latched on to my neck, sucking and nibbling on my skin as she slows down her strokes until she stops. I whimper as she pulls back but Elsa only smiles and moves down, biting and sucking on her way down, so her head are between my legs. she’s not thinking of that is she, no, no Elsa don’t you dare. but when she swiftly pulls off my panties and starts eye fucking me I already know what she’s thinking.

“You smell delicious.” okay if my face wasn’t already red it was now, what’s with her and talking dirty? I feel like I’ve asked a lot of questions today. she licks up the length of my slit and I give out a hiss as she licks down again. “Taste delicious too.”

“God damn it Elsa..” a grin enters Elsa’s features and she takes a hold of my legs, spreading them further apart, keeping them there. and I would say that she then started eating me out. my moan is long and loud as she sticks her tongue inside my pussy. she keeps my hips down with her hands as she licks my insides. fucking hell that feels good! my breaths become ragged and I close my eyes at the pleasure.

“Moan my name Anna. tell me you want it.” How much more was she gonna torture me?!

“Elsa, shit.. don’t stop, please..”

“Good girl.” I don’t know if she’s rewarding me, but one of her hands let go of my hip only to go where her lips are. and before I can even think of the reason why she pulls out her tongue, two fingers slam right into me. I think I literally screamed and thrust my hips upward as my back arched. her tongue is now on my clit instead, roughly licking it as her fingers start a mad pace of going in and out of my pussy. I tug at the tie that keeps my hands together, that’s gonna leave a mark.

“Elsa!” I pretty much scream her name and she’s smirking again, I just know it even though my eyes are screwed shut.

“Cum for me Anna. let me drink you up.” I’m not even listening to her anymore, I’m just concentrated on thrusting my hips in rhythm with her fingers. I feel like I’m gonna explode. and it’s when she slams a third finger together with sucking my clit harshly, that I come undone. her name leaves my lips and my walls clamp around her fingers and she pulls them out only to push her tongue in, drinking the juices I let out. she helps me through my orgasm until I’m only a convulsing mess on the couch. I manage to open my eyes and see her leaning over me, licking her lips before lowering down to kiss me. I don’t think I’ve ever let go that hard before. jesus. her kisses are now softer, and my eyes are starting to drop. jeez that made me tired.

“I love you Snowflake.” Elsa said softly as I drifted off to sleep.

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You know what I’ve discovered? frying bacon and making breakfast is a real challenge with tied hands. I think I’ve dropped one or two eggs, luckily they didn’t break since they were only mere inches from the counter but still. I glance over at the sofa, seeing that Elsa was still sleeping. I’d found myself snuggled up to her when I woke up, and tangling myself away, which was rather hard without waking her up, I decided to make breakfast, since we’ve slept until morning the next day.

“Could it have killed her to untie me before falling asleep?” I quickly found that I couldn’t untie myself neither get out of the damn thing, so I’ve gone around trying to get my bearings with my hands tied for about thirty minutes. I could just wake her up, demand she untie me and get her out the house, but I know hangovers are no fun thing. so getting the bacon on a plate together with two eggs and two sandwiches, I grab the plate and walk over to the couch, setting it down on the table before going to get the coffee. though hearing a groan I turn and see her sitting up, and she looks around. seeing the alarm on her face as I walk over.

“Chill Els you’re not in some strangers house. you’re in mine.” I say as I put down the cup. she looks up at me at first shocked, then relieved, then shocked again. “What?” she blushes lightly looking at me and I look down. oh yeah, I managed to get my pants back on, not zipping it though, also managed to clasp the bra up, but didn’t bother with closing up the blouse. and my hair was probably in a mess and my hands being tied probably didn’t look so good either. “Oh don’t worry, I didn’t always look like this.” I looked at her with an overboard smile.

“You should have seen me thirty minutes ago! then I had no pants or underwear, my bra was unclasped, and I had hickeys all over. oh and my hands were tied.. oh wait.. I still have the last two.” she looks at me, mortified before jumping up and grabbing my shoulders.

“Are you okay?! Wait of course you’re not okay look what I did! wait, what did I do?! Anna I’m so sorry. I should be happy right now because I haven’t been this close to you in over a week, ugh, this is what I get for trying to drink away my problems. this is also what I get for even listening to Belle! shit why did I go to that party?! I’m so sorry Anna, did I hurt you? are you okay? wait I already asked that oh I’m so-” I shut her up by giving her a light peck on the lips, hell my hands are still tied so trying to silence her with those would just hurt her.

“You’re a worse rambler then I am.. want to know what happened?” she nodded, seeming to be shocked over the fact that I kissed her, just wait, you’ll know you did worse in a minute. “Well. long story short, I went to the store, on my way home you saw me, we ran here, I tried closing the door on you, but nope you slam the door open, press me against it, kiss me, I try to get away, you push me down on the couch, I realize you’re drunk, you tell me to not shut you out, and after trying to stop you, I promise I tried, I mean you were drunk there was no way you’d do anything like that to me of all people if you weren’t drunk, but you tied me up, and without fail, literally, did the makin of the love to me quite hard on the couch, and I had no idea you liked to talk dirty. I’m gonna shut up now and let this sink in.”

and shut up I did. she stared at me, obviously trying to catch up on everything I’d just said. damn me and my rambling. when she did catch up though, a small sounds exited her lips, was it a shriek of horror or a whine? whatever it’d been, she grabbed my face afterwards and turned it who knows how many times, looking on my neck and then her hands traveled down to open up my blouse shyly to look at my front too. oh yeah, she’d bit around there too, damn, I look like I have a rash or something!

“So I freaking raped you?!” she suddenly burst out, making my ears ring.

“I didn’t say-”

“You didn’t want me to do it right?! christ you tried to stop me and I tied you up! I raped you and now everything’s gonna be even worse between us when all I wanted was to try and make up! fucking Belle and her suggestions.”

“I agree, but Elsa-”

“Wait she’s part of the reason why we’ve been fighting in the first place! I was such a dick to you too. when I should have known how you are when you’re drunk. great that I figure out how I feel on the same day I screw everything up! again! I’m so sorry Anna.”

“Elsa I-”

“Really Elsa? you think a sorry will fix this? god damn it, I’m sorry. I’ll do anything Anna. I’ll leave right now, I’ll go jump off a cliff! just don’t shut me out again please. like I have any right to say that, I raped you and expect to be forgiven?! I-” I shut her up again, but this time by grabbing her cheek and pinching it. she yelped and her ice blue gaze looked at me shocked and confused.

“Shut up and listen.” I say strictly, and as she rubs her sore cheek she also looks at me like a alert puppy. “Firstly, get this tie off me, I’ve had enough of not using my hands.” she seemed panicked when she realized I was indeed still tied and quickly started working on untying the knot. when the piece of clothing fell to the floor I rubbed my sore wrists, seeing I was getting a bruise just like I thought.

“Your wrists, I’m sorry-” I lift one of my hands, and a loud smack goes through the whole room. did I just hit her? yes. was it one of those slaps that will probably show and sting? yes to all of the above. she seemed shocked at first, her head tilted slightly in the way the slap had gone. but then her eyes looked guilty, and no doubt she thought she deserved it. that’s not why I slapped her though.

“Second, that was for indeed being a dickhead. thirdly.” I reach for something on the living room table and as she opened her mouth to ask what I was doing, I plopped a chocolate into her mouth and her eyes widened as her teeth sunk into the candy. “That’s for being a sweetheart and a total goof by coming here giving me stuff and not giving up on me. Fourth.” I stare into Elsa’s eyes in silence for a moment, seeing her swallow the last of the chocolate before I approach her face so our lips barely touch, making her breath hitch but I smirk and kiss her cheek. “That’s for being overly sexy when drunk.“ her blush is adorable.

I turn away from her, snapping my fingers and pointed to the plate of food. “I forgive you.. but eat breakfast, it’s still very early so getting to school shouldn’t be a problem. though I need to change, and I don’t even have any high collar clothes..” I mumbled the last part, rubbing my neck absentmindedly. looking down I see plenty of bite marks and small hickeys all over me. “Jeez.. I shouldn’t wear anything exposing..” starting to walk towards the stairs so I can go to my room and clean up, a hand suddenly catches my arm.

“Anna!” Elsa’s alarmed and slightly panicked voice reach my ears and I stop in my tracks. looking back at her confusedly.

“What? is something wrong? the eggs are over boiled aren’t they? I tried to make em just a bit mushy, just like you like em but I failed didn’t I?” of course I was joking but she shook her head violently before her ice blue eyes almost pierced through mine.

“Why.. Why do you forgive me so easily when I didn’t even give you the benefit of the doubt? I mean.. what I’ve done is almost worse..” Is she seriously almost crying? she’s such an idiot. “Huh?” ops, I said that out loud.

“Punching someone because they pissed you off and having sex with your best friend is indeed very different. but you were drunk.”

“But I raped you didn’t I?! how can you forgive me for that?!” I blinked, sighed and turned my head away.

“You’re really gonna make me say it aren’t you?”

“Tell me I’m an idiot! I’m sick for doing such a thing to my best friend! slap me again, do something!”

“I’m not mad at you!” I shout back, this girl is gonna be the death of me.

“WHY!? You seemed to have no problem in shutting me out before! why-”

“Because I enjoyed it!” she shuts her mouth, staring at me as I yank my wrist away from her. “That’s why I tried to stop you, I knew I would actually enjoy it, but I also knew you’d never do something like that unless you were drunk. so I wanted to stop you not because I didn’t want it to happen, but because you weren’t in your right mind and you’d regret it afterwards. so there ice queen you have your answer, are you happy? I love you, there, I said it, and to think I punched Belle because of this exact reason. I’m not even sure what the fuck I’m saying at this point! fuck it! I’m going to my room and just hope everything-” but I could say nothing else, you can’t really blame me though, I mean something’s blocking my mouth! something very soft and pleasant, wait, Elsa’s face is real close to me right now, and I think I’ve felt this softness before.

before I can register anything else though, my back is once again on the couch. well, don’t you get a feeling of déja vu? except now Elsa’s breath didn’t stink of alcohol and her lips tasted like chocolate. oh and she’s not drunk. wait, she’s not drunk, why is she kissing me?!

“You’re not shutting me out again, not after that speech.” the fuck is with her and sounding sexy? there wasn’t alcohol in that chocolate was it?

“E-Elsa are you okay? you have a fever? are you still drunk?” I stutter out, staring at her in complete disbelief. she smiles at me, it’s a sad smile though.

“I’m sorry.. I’m sorry for how I acted back with Belle, I should have asked you what happened instead of trusting Belle’s words so blindly. she’s not my friend anymore though.. all she’s done the latest week was trying to stop me from coming here.” Why is she telling me this now? especially after she just kissed me while being sober.

“I-I already said it’s fine.. B-But you just.. Kissed me.. While being you know.. not drunk..” her hands went up to cup both my cheeks as she looked at me dead on.

“I know.. and I intend on doing it until you really forgive me for being such an idiot.”

“Elsa, no, I’m not gonna take advantage of you feeling bad for this so my stupid-” she interrupted me yet again by kissing me shortly.

“I’m not gonna be doing it only because I feel bad.. while I should have showed it another way.. there was a reason I kind of.. raped you when I was drunk.. which is the same reason when it comes to me avoiding you before.. I didn’t want to destroy anything.. so I kind of-”

“Stop rambling and say it.” I said, hope in my eyes and my heartbeat picking up. she sighed and blushed, which was absolutely adorable mind you.

“I really love you too Anna..” Well, who knew a drunk night of punching someone would come to this? it is very lovely, and I showed it too by grinning like an idiot. would you be able to guess we were in a heated argument a few minutes ago? yeah me neither. especially not since now I found myself kissing her, our tongues fighting for dominance and my hands buried in her hair. feeling her hands on my bare stomach, rubbing circles I felt that familiar tightening in my stomach. oh no, she got her fun, time for me to have mine. I flipped us over, now I was on top! my hands were already halfway up her shirt as we broke apart for air.

“Didn’t someone say going to school wouldn’t be a problem?” Elsa teased and I rolled my eyes.

“School’s over rated.”

AN: alright done with this bullshit hope you enjoyed. this was very random indeed.. and this was written in one setting by the way.. if ya wanted to know.. and I'm writing a one shot for a ask.. so.. there's that..

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