#anyways children of gay parents we're so cool

[vanguard-if]

I was wondering. Does MCs sexuality/gender play into any of the routes with certain RO's?

the RO's are romanceable by an MC of any gender! they are all queer and loving of all genders, one way or another. the MC's sexuality is based on how you want your MC to express their romantic interests, and the ROs roll with whatever the MC is rolling with. there's gonna be some mild spoilers for Nia's route below, regarding the gender of the MC.

the only route that really takes gender into consideration is Nia's route. she has felt unsafe around men all her life, and has felt pressure numerous times to have children by her parents. with a man, and only a man. so if you're playing a male MC and don't immediately present yourself as safe to her, she will be wary at first. she's just a girl you know 😞

and since we're on the topic of gender, i would also like to point out that faerings have a very different concept of gender than humans. so if your MC is outside of the gender binary or trans this is completely normal within the Midlands. basically faerings just kinda adopt whatever pronouns they think look cool. and Cirrus especially...their gender is like..whatever Prince had going on. most faerings don't even bother to label themselves anyways. too much work. long story short, gender is complicated for dragons. don't ask Cirrus what his gender is. he will tell you that he's a Sagittarius.

of course, the ROs will have slightly different interactions with the MC based on gender, but nothing that would block the MC from romancing them. the only two characters that would are Vio and Kiera, but they're not romanceable HAHAl. i feel like i've said this before but whatever; Vio is gay and Kiera is a lesbian. they truly are MLM and WLW solidarity.

#cirrus vanguard #ask #interactive game #vanguard if #vanguard #nia vanguard #guys please be nice to nia #she's such a sweetheart #unlike her dumbass brother #kiera vanguard #vio vanguard

[incarnateirony]

Honestly the funniest part in all of this is watching both fandom and Jackles understand the death of WB-CW is, in fact, a GOOD thing. Some months back he mentioned "hoping he can still make the type of content he wants to make" (queer, etc). That's mostly because the misinformation factory punched out a bunch of slanted chicken little panic and like, that's all Jensen had to go by at the time too.

So now it's all settled that all they want is 18-49 live and digital, as is normal for TV in primetime to be profitable, as they say their primary target is.

There's a difference here. Virtue signaling Woke businesses are, internally, filthy as shit. They're fake as shit. It's how you get characters that are INTENDED to sound woke by bringing up keywords like toxic masculinity, and THINK they're representing the audience, but it often has an undercurrent where we're still gay, rash, kind of intolerable in context, et cetera. This Rowan Ellis video covers it pretty well.

It's a bunch of disconnected assholes--or sometimes even decent writers--being told from higher tiers to make it Woker For The Teens. Something they can slap an LGBTQ label on, and wave that at that demo, to segregate and Other them from the rest of the audience, with their non-gay shows. If it ain't labeled and marketed exploitatively, WB and CBS wanted nothing to do with it as giant studios.

Thing is, as long as it his 18-49, Nexstar don't care. And despite the homophobic dogwhistles applied by 2po and the other spnscripthunt admins, in 2022, it's actually like, not that outlandish to have gay stuff on TV anymore. Even a few years back it was. But the same people that pearl clutched over Carlos smoking weed are the EXACT "think of the children" puritanical teenage mindsets CW was ~worried about ~offending the parents of and ~losing. So only Socially Approved Gays get to be there. Somewhere. But the checkbox is hit.

Same as them waving around A Black Batwoman. Cool, you got a show with a whole black lead. What about the all black atlanta cast you cancelled on twitter before telling them, what about the dozens of black sitcoms mostly from Atlanta that the installation of CW to begin with murdered that used to own this airspace as a DEFAULT? But yeah, keep selling me how special you are for letting a black person on TV, pat yourself on the back harder, WB.

This has always been the issue with CW. Content bulk generated for minimum offensibility to teens and parents, including in consideration of the international market, like when Russia temporarily pulled the show for being too gay, and WB couldn't let that happen again, because that's their most valuable international market in the old show.

And now? Now WB doesn't care. Zaslav cut the red tape and gave execs prods creative freedom unless their numbers suffer. And Roth gave him advice on SPN's potential anyway. Now? Nexstar doesn't care, it just wants you to perform like an adult show. An adult show where people might even smoke weed, and sometimes people are gay, Janet, and it's only a big deal if you make it a big deal.

CW is growing up, and the misinformation trolls in all lanes just can't face the reality of what that means, and keep trying to make it mean anything else. Jensen now knows he can make EXACTLY the kind of content he wants to make, and that's about to explode on the back half of Winchesters season with returns of the old and, frankly, the finale.

It means this special snowflake padded universe of relativity and all feelings and opinions, all interpretations being equal, that dies. It means your precious puritanical pearl clutching of offense doesn't matter, act your FUCKING age, and if you ARE that young, learn how to talk to adults, and how to engage media with adults.

It means this precious slanted bubble of badly marketed propaganda is ending, of bad marketing pushes, of market segregation, it's all dying, because they don't care, they're not here trying to exploit us. They're making their own black talent hunts themselves without giving themselves trumpets for it, they're letting creatives do gay things on shows and keeping their fingers out until the 18-49 fails, the way TV works when it ISNT about bulk trash content. Pedowitz's CW was proxy the netflix deal and bulk licensing tactics, something now dead, and another reason the boycott worked.

It just means creatives are allowed to Just Be, and that creatives with visions and ingenuity to know how to make great shows on slimmer budgets shine. If you ain't tried to shoot a high concept scifi concept trailer on 40K before, you don't understand what I'm talking about.

It's not hard. Nexstar gives shows money to make shows, Nexstar expects to see that money, and extra money, back for the investment. Nexstar gets no benefit from WB/CBS bulk licensing and aftermarket games, so the shows need to work NOW, LIVE AND IN THE PROPRIETARY APP, in the MONEY MAKING BRACKET OF PRIMETIME. Which is, of course, 18-49.

All it really means is, the muzzle stays off as long as the show is good. lmfao. all that chicken little bs for nothing. I'm curious, what did people PICTURE the resolution of the boycott looking like? Like, did they picture a comet coming down to take out CW like the dinosaurs?

[jamalgripperton46290]

Blinding Lights and Secret Doors (Hub x Bub)

A/N

WE'RE BACK :)))) Enjoy lil' broskis <3

•••

Time flies, goes by like a faint and succinct rustle among the strong, rustling wind. Hell, just a couple months ago Bub was watching the children gleefully play outside, while decorations of fluorescent pumpkins adorned the scene, as well as the occasional 'Trick or Treat' exchanged by exuberant little children buzzing with excitement and pride, showing all of their winnings of candy to their friends, as if they were intricate pieces of treasures, only to be shown to the most trustworthy of people. And then came Thanksgiving. Nothing too special, just Bub showing up to his parent's house for some family gathering being held, and jacking off harshly into his hand shortly after the boredom was too much to overcome by himself.

And jacking off has always been one of Bub's (not many) talents, as he'd like to boast to everyone. He's fantastic, heck, maybe even the greatest. He knows the right amount of pressure to apply, the perfect rhythm, all the key spots, and that flawless angle and position of his wrist where it isn't bound to get as worked up as most of the population's "Average Noob Whacking", as he likes to call it. He might be the ultimate and unmatched whacker off-er or jerk off-er (however you'd wish to call it) in his own eyes, but reality doesn't always live up to the rad expectations we make up in our heads. I'll just cut to the chase and tell you that Bub's just a sad, pathetic little virgin (womp womp). Living his life miserably fucking his hand because no one else is there to do it for him. How utterly sad. (#Lcantrelate).

Okay, well, easing off the harshness here for a lil', let's move onto Hub, our fellow yellow storybot. Looks can deceive, as they like to say, because Hub was often described as an outgoing and friendly fella, usually the one coming up with unusually fun ideas to spend the time, mostly really fuckin' weird. Like that one time he somehow convinced the whole gang to piss in this bigass bucket, to later use the liquid and pour it down at people from his 4th floor. But fun nonetheless. What most didn't and wouldn't expect, was that he had a rather interesting sex life. I mean, c'mon, you wouldn't really be able to predict that some fidgety yellow dude whose stature would fool you into thinking he was a pubescent, moody teenager going on a no-deodorant strike, could name even the wildest positions in bed in less than a minute or two. Well actually, most teenagers nowadays probably could, but like, let's dwell on the good ol' 19-somethings, 'kay? (neither of us was born then but whatever don't come at us pls). Back in the days and stuff, or whatever boomers say these days, I don't know.

Needless to say, while one got bitches, the other one didn't, and was probably getting his dick stuck in something that wasn't a cunt. Like, dude, how much of a virgin can one really be? Bub is the robot embodiment of that.

Well, Hub was pretty well-known around storybot-ville, so naturally, he got invited to some random Christmas party held at some pothead he knew's house, not to toot his own horn, but he was kinda famous around these regions, he was humble about it though, like the cool dude he was #humblestorybotdudeyourockman.

So yeah, Hub being all humble and stuff, accepted the nice invitation, manners and all. And just like in any other story, this is the event where the two oblivious characters meet, and in our stories, end in both of em' fucking, cuz duh. You know what you clicked on anyways, pls keep reading chickadee, we wanna be famous :)))

No one really knows how Bub got there, but he did, m'kay? (I'm feelin kinda lazy rn and making another backstory is kinda exhausting yk sorry chickadoodles momma humpty still loves u)

Anyways,

It was reaching around 11:00 at night, and all the happy storybots were in the exciting midst of getting ready for a fun, gay ol' night with their friends, probably to just end up smoking that wild hippie lettuce and dropping dead on the couch after a couple shots, but at least it was all in loving company, and at the end of the day, that's all that really matters <3 (awwww)

Bub was being an absolute loner in a dark corner, the colorful, bright lights cascading byzantine shadows across his pumpkin-orange hued robot features, the speakers were blasting some random ass song that said something along the lines of someone's cock being bigger than yours? Bub didn't know, he didn't really listen to music (shame on u bub soad is rad asf bro #cigarosupremacy🧎‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙏✝️). His friend apparently ditched him for some hunk like 3 steps into the house. Fantastic.

So alone he was, scanning the crowd before him moshing to some song he didn't know, having what seemed like a good time. He was really debating on finding the nearest bathroom to jack off in because being in a party with nobody at your side is pretty sad and very, very boring. 

He was about to flip a coin to decide his lonely dick's fate, when he felt a soft tap on his shoulder. Turning around, he was met with a rather good-looking storybot, roughly his height.

"Hey, haven't seen you around, you new here?" The amber toned fellow shouted over the deafening noise.

"What? Oh, uh, no. Just here with a friend... I think. She kinda ditched me."

"Oh, bummer man, sorry about that. Uh, can I sit here?" Hub gestured at the chair beside Bub. Having nothing better to do (other than jacking off), Bub nodded, moving aside slightly to accommodate space for this new hunk.

"What's a cute guy like you doing alone in here, then?" Hub smirked, inching slightly closer to the orange robot.

"Actually, I just kinda got here, y'know? This stuff isn't really my scene, not gonna lie," Bub rambled on, "And I got here with my friend like 20 minutes ago, and it kinda sucks 'cause I picked my good ratty jeans for this, and like, not even 5 seconds into this place, and some dude starts flirting with her and then just like that, bam, she's gone. So then, I'm like: 'should I jack off or something?', so I was gonna flip a coin and then you came so like, here we are now, I guess."

Listening intently to his whack ass story, Hub let out a small chuckle, kind of mesmerized with this dude, he surely wanted to know more about him.

"What? Shit gets boring, y'know? And jacking off is the next best thing on my list."

"So, I take it you just randomly jack off when you're bored?" Hub laughs.

"Y'know what? Forget it, I probably should be getting home anyway or something." Bub huffed, annoyed. Getting up from his seat a little more dramatically than he probably should've, but he lived for drama and shit, like the little fucker he was.

Strong hands pulled him back and down onto Hub's lap. And correct him if he was wrong, but was that a semi digging into his ass? Damn, who knew a lame ass virgin could make that happen?

Maybe he was imagining things, or maybe someone spiked his drink, but surely, he couldn't make that happen all by himself, could he?

"I was gonna ask you to spend your lonely little Christmas with me. I've been eyeing you a lot tonight, but you're an oblivious one, aren't you?" Hub hums seductively, hands tightly gripping Bub's waist, his mouth starting to ghost across the back of his neck, sending tiny shocks of pleasure down the orange robot's spine.

Eventually, Bub dragged the hunk by the hand and ran with him to the nearest available room, checking that it was empty and free of storybots high off their shit, he locked the door behind them successfully.

As cool and controlled as Bub was trying to play it, he was wracking his brain for possible ways to tackle this... Situation.

I mean, he had already embarrassed himself enough earlier, so he wasn't just gonna tell the dude 'hey brah, I'm kind of a virgin so take it real vanilla on me, 'kay?'. Hell no.

But he figured he'd watched plenty of stuff on the internet, so he knew the gist of it, you could say.

It was probably the adrenaline speaking for him or something, because next thing he knew, some unknown force was making him pull the hunk's jeans down, or at least attempt to, cuz those shits wouldn't come down as much as he pulled on them, the hunk had cake. What a lucky bonus!

"A feisty one, are we?"

He was already thinking of all the ways he'd go with this, his head continuously chanting yes, yes, yes, yes. When it suddenly dawned upon him, he hadn't properly introduced himself to the 'hunk' as he'd been calling him in his head all this time. Dammit, way to go, Bub.

"Uh, not to like, ruin the moment we're having here, but I figured if I want to moan your name as loud as I can and until my lungs give out, I need to know it and stuff," Bub awkwardly smiled rather sheepishly, "Uh, by the way, I'm Bub."

"Oh, yeah. I'm Hub... Uh, nice to meet you? Can you please get on with it, though? My dick's killing me here."

"Uh, yeah, sorry."

Well at least that was out of the way, now he could finally get through with the fun part. It shouldn't be too hard right? (ha, hard. lolsies i'm so silly)

He was a hectic flurry of emotions, up until the jeans finally came off. And he saw the outline of his first ever dick. He was about to suck that thing! Him! Bub Storybot was accomplishing a major milestone today! He almost wanted to take a quick picture posing next to it and keep it in his wallet or something. Hooray for him(?)

Soon after, the moment of truth was here. It felt like the world was spinning in slow fucking motion, all his life was leading to this very moment. He almost shed a tear over this random dude's dick, seriously.

And so, the boxers came off, and woah.

Merry fuckin' Christmas.

Bub's jaw hung agape at the mesmerizing sight, what used to be a semi hard cock was now fully up, the vein on the underside of Hub's length pulsed with blood racing down to his painfully hard dick. The tip leaked slimy little beads of pre-cum sliding down the fiery, angry tip. Bub salivated at the very thought of wrapping his lips around it. So that's exactly what he did.

Capturing Hub's tip in the warm cavity of his mouth, Bub circled it with his tongue while soaking in the small grunts that left Hub as he did so. After some more teasing, Hub grew irritated at Bub's antics and grabbed the back of his head, shoving his length down his throat. Bub's gags filled the pretty cramped room they were both in, the soft yellow hue of the old light encompassed the two and seeped out the small crack at the bottom of the door, along with the sound of Hub's grunts and moans.

Drool coated Hub's length and slid down Bub's chin as he bobbed his head along his length, hands placed on Hub's meaty thighs and eyes tracing over his sweaty features. Wobbly shelves creaked slightly as Hub tilted his head back in pleasure, old ornaments rolled down the slanted shelves and weathered tinsel crunched noisily beneath the weight of his head.

Bub traced the bumps of prominent veins that lined his cock either his tongue, eliciting sounds of pure pleasure from Hub. Prior quiet and kind of unnoticeable groans and grunts soon turned into loud and very noticeable moans, groans and the occasional whimper. Hub's cock twitched deep in Bub's thoat as he fought the need to gag and swallowed every inch Hub had.

Stars exploded infront of Hub's eyes as he felt himself emptying his load in Bub's mouth. Catching his breath as he slumped against the wall and soaked in the few remaining sparks that still burned after he came, Hub clamped Bub's jaw shut with his hand as the other plugged his nose so Bub had no other option than to swallow every last drop.

Hub yanked Bub's pants down, the thicker piece of denim scraping against Bub's two voluptuous planets and bunching up at his ankles. Grabbing the  weathered tinsel in his hands, Hub tightly tied the material around both of Bub's wrists behind his back as he lined his saliva covered cock up with Bub's slightly puckered chocolate starfish.

Bub could barely register the fact that his wrists were restrained behind his back, his pants were down and Hub's body was pressed flush against his back before Hub plunged the entirety of his length into him. A loud yelp (that was more kinda like a loud moan) fell from Bub's lips as Hub continued to thrust inside him at an organ rearranging pace. The door they were currently fucking against rattled and creaked under the borderline animalistic way they were going at it.

What was left of Hub's self-control immediately crumbles and dissolved into nothingness once he'd heard whimpers spill from Bub's tongue, along with the chant of his name that sounded as if he was worshipping Hub's very existence. Roughly pounding into Bub, Hub had a vice-like grip on his fiery orange skin that was now glazed in sweat from the boiling atmosphere of the stuffy cupboard.

With one last deep and gut splitting thrust, Hub spilled all his cum inside Bub. The two were left with white blinding their visions at the sound crushing pleasure that still flowed through their veins before they put in their clothes once again and straightened themselves out.

After some time, it finally dawned upon Bub that he'd just fucked the chunk of a hunk in a damn storage cupboard like fuckin animals. Down and dirty against a door, even that was mind-boggling to him (even though the second he gets a little to bored at any function he's up and off to the nearest restroom or empty room for the wank of his life that leaves his hand cramped up, a tad sore and slightly stuck in the circular position).

It also occurred to him that he'd probably not see or hear from Hub for a while since they only knew each other's name before they rushed off to a cupboard to blow off some steam only to part ways not long after the best lay of each of their lives. Stuffing his hands into his pockets to seem a little less awkward, he felt something crinkling in his palm. He took the thing out and, lo and behold, it was a small note.

2 434-5508

Round 2?

- Hub

Looks like it's gonna be a very merry Christmas this year.

•••

A/N

KFHISGBFHJEDHFGEHDJFGHFEGHBDFJKIUUYGWHEDFJUYEWDGHJUIYUGFGBH

I MISSED YA LIL' CHICKADOODLES

RadHumptyTrumpty here, and I wanna apologize for not being here for like, what. 3 months?

But, alas, we made it and I was very happy to go back to writing again (the last 3 fics were all solely written by pookie jamal) I came up with this random idea laying awake on my bed and staring at the ceiling. I wrote pretty much most of it, and not to brag or anything, but I think this is my best work humor and grammatical wise :)

We both listened to Radio/Video an ungodly amount of times while making this chapter, so thank you father Serj, we owe ya bro <3

Although Siamese Dream kept me fucking poetically soaring. One of the bestest albums ever wtf its amazing ily Siamese Dream. Cried like twice when Luna started playing, that shit is SAD ASF GODDAMN. Thanks for that, father Billy, ur so metal ily <3

Can't forget ma beautiful golden boys. Bullets kept me alive and still does like every second ever. #IBYMBYBMYLSUPREMACY. Love ya lots pookie Gerard <3333333333333333333333333333

Oh and thank you Mozzie, you save me constantly. Meat Is Murder is better than The Queen Is Dead come at me idgaf I stand by my beliefs. Still love TQID a lot tho, but MIM has my heart (My fav is Barbarism Begins At Home btw. Literal gold. Amen). Thanks for that, old man Mozzah <3

I used this fic as an excuse to bully Bub, idk why I just don't like him, Hub's better. Whatever.

I had so much fun writing this, and hope you had fun reading it :)

Mama loves u chickadoodles <33333

-

HI PEEPS, Jamal Gripperton here. It's been a long while since we've posted (like 2 months so like a really long time and stuff). There's a lotta things I gotta tell y'all so I'm gonna go through it kinda quickly. 

Firstly, sorry for not puttin somethin out for a while its just been a lil busy and stuff and there was a lotta kinnktober, nnn and kinkmas stuff we were gonna put out earlier and stuff.

Thirdly, if you read the first A/N you'd know that Beezy Bee is now Rad Humpty Trumpty which to the new readers that'll see this after all of the chapter endings and stuff are changed this won't really matter but yea Beezy Bee will now reside in our hearts and stuff. 

Fourthly, 1.7K?!?!?!?!?!!? WHAT THE ACTUAL FLIPITTY FUCK !?!?!? THANKS LIL PEEPS Literally bouta die cuz alla y'alls are so rad and got a special place in my heart and the journey we've been through so far is like fuckin majestical and I can't put into words how grateful I am for every single one of them reads and the loyal peeps who come back when we drop another banger.

So yea there's that.

(did y'all catch sneaky lil am reference?)

Keep readin this shit, we're really cool.

Have a good one ppls :)

- RadHumptyTrumpty and Jamal Gripperton <3

#storybots #smut #crack fic #hub #bub #this was posted on wattpad on the 20th of december for kinkmas but ive kinda very much delayed puttin it up on here. but its here now so ye

[princesskuragina]

God killed my mom bc she realized having two was making me too powerful

#this is a joke i promise u can laugh #anyways children of gay parents we're so cool

[whysojiminimnida]

And Just WHERE TF HAVE *YOU* BEEN They Asked So...

I'm answering. But first. This guy and that guy and Those Guys Are Beautiful, aren't they?

And we're all streaming "With You" by JIMIN x Sungwoon, yes? Good. And PSY's "That That" prod. by SUGA and In The Seom also music by SUGA and Min Yoongi is a damn genius, Elon Musk bought Twitter, Weverse is in full revolt and that's what I missed on GLEE... But we're about to talk about Big People Adulty Things and if you have medical triggers maybe keep scrolling, cool? COOL.

So I don't have the bad cancers. ACAB (all cancers are bad) but the really incurable ones like multiple myeloma and metastatic glioblastoma and those ones, I am free and clear. Actually, my blood work looks quite lovely - and my blood guy worked over EVERYTHING. The following doctors are pleased: My primary guy, my hematologist, two panicky ER doctors, the radiologist who hit the panic button, and Bob from church who is 60 and NEVER MARRIED and NOT GAY and that really tells us all we need to know about Bob. The following doctors are shaking their heads at me: my cute late-millennial GYN (we'll call her Dr. Cutie for the sake of this blog, but it is in no way a reductive nickname); and my pain management guy who can't make decisions until Dr. Cutie gets me an OR date. I also did not biopsy positive for endometrial cancer, which: bonus, but we're getting rid of the girl interior parts anyway becauuuuse.... Cervical cancer. Waiting on an OR (hopefully will get a date today: staffing problems are real yo) and a few MORE tests to stage it out but it is looking like a probable 2, so that's ... not a stage 3 or 4, so good. I have not told my children or my parents and have only whispered to my cat. I mean, plus side it is certainly fixable, as we already know I do not have it in the bone marrow (at least, not in the lumbar spine which would be a likely point of metastasis). Blood markers for metastatic cancer look, actually, pretty decent so if it is growing out someplace it's small still, probably. Whether it's the whole issue with my sciatic nerve, we don't think so. That was just FUCKING COINCIDENCE but actually it was pretty good that happened because we would not have found this otherwise. At least, not as soon.

I had all the results in by 2 PM yesterday and I was finally about to take a relieved nap when Dr. Cutie called me up and it went like "Well bonus we'll probably get that OR date faster BUT the bad news is I'll be repeating that endometrial biopsy and I gotta take another look up in there before we go yanking stuff so I can decide whether to do it lap or open and once I get in there it's gonna take a minute because lymph nodes and moving cells exist" and I'm like "Hey, have you heard 'With You" by Jimin and Sungwoon yet? Stream it now on Spotify or Apple Music!" and she was like "Wow, you old people are really good at fucking denial" and I go "Listen, kid, I am divorced and own a cat, not like I'm fucking anything else," and she's like "Not with that cervix you're not, damn" So here we are. I was supposed to be on a Florida shore by this weekend and that is not happening because I see the pain guy Thursday morning to see what we do about THAT because pain is inconvenient and narcotics are bad; and if we get an OR time I NEED TO BE IN TOWN FOR IT since if I could remove my girl parts and leave them here I wouldn't need the OR in the first place. And now, we wait. We wait for schedulers to find anesthesiology people and a surg bed to be open because I'll likely stay a night or two instead of the quick spay job I had planned on. And we'll finish looking at the stuff we're taking out at the preop consult because I believe in not counting your cancer before you can get rid of most of it. It's not gonna metastasize by the weekend, probably, if it does I won't know. Nothing like decided ignorance. And I bought compensatory Nikes (Blazer low jumbos, size 5.5, very cute, FedEx should bring them today) and instead of Florida I am going to never neverland (the drug kind, not the Jesus Juice kind) and I might have to explain to the parents and kids that this is not just a convenience style "not using this anyway" surgery because it's kind of hard to explain chemo and/or radiation, should it come to that, as elective. I may also need a compensatory SOWOOZOO dvd set, I think. Definitely. 2021 Festa Jikookery with bonus whatever the hell was going on with the rapline those days with their blond and their muscles and their rapping I DESERVE NICE THINGS PEOPLE. ANYWAY. I've been getting poked, prodded, speculum'd and biopsied and mostly I am good except for that one little thing that we will now be Dealing With Like Grown Adults as soon as my specialist is of legal age. (She's possibly 30 and a genius. I have the girl Doogie Howser in my corner. We gonna be all fine.) I'm not as upset about this as one might expect. It's like, well, it wasn't what we were afraid of so it had to be Something. At least this is fixable. Anyway if I end up needing chemo or anything you will never hear the end of it, I will be the most dramatic bitch on Earth possibly and I will absolutely use it to try to talk my trust fund holders into buying me a house and increasing my allowance. BECAUSE SHOPPING IS COPING THAT'S WHY. I'll be in and out. Probably in more, now that I have Things To Avoid. I feel like the Jeon-Parks ought to post a couple selfie or something.

#anyway #that's what i've been up to #how are you?

[thethornprince]

hello fellow users of tumblr

so you see i started a discord server which somehow progressed into a nation called l'crescentburg and we are having an election!

and that's why im here to advertise the server, because we don't have many people currently.

anyways the parties!

first off, ender2021!

the president is me, dreaming heart. and my running mate is stella also known as @i-have-no-soul

our policies are:

1. We will establish a community garden.

2. Endermen and other ender creatures must be appreciated.

3. Equality for all.

4. We encourage the use of potions and explosives. Not for normal citizens though just the government.

5. We will definitely not commit war crimes /s.

second off, walmart2021!

the president being mist, and their running mate being caddie also known as @caddiea

their policies are:

1. We are communists and have a Walmart where we hand out some free items to citizens regularly

2. Our Walmart also doubles as a community center. There we have free to use electronics and cozy hangout spots

3. We also give out friendship coupons and free hugs

4. We enforce peace and prevent conflict with government funded Talking Sessions. In these Sessions, citizens can make friends, talk about their problems and resolve conflict peacefully

5. We strive for a chill environment with no intense stuff, we all just want to have fun here

6. We encourage all citizens to stan GoodTimesWithScar /lh

and third of all, swag2021!

the president being lumo also known as, @lunar-cretin their running mate being march also known as, @bewaretheidesofmarchyall

their policies are:

1. Do you think swords are cool? We do as well. We will increase the number of swords in this county by 420%

2. Children throwing a fit? Put 'em in The Pit

3. Construction of a Pit for duels and general fun times

4. Freedom of the press and freedom to protest are vital rights to prevent tyranny. Vote for us, and we will guarantee these rights.

5. Seriously, if you don't like us you can throw a revolution. We endorse it. We're pro-revolution and pro-daggers around here.

6. You will get a shiny dagger, free of charge!

7. Gay

and last of all currently, bread2021!

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WARNING: Still NSFW in this chapter.

Elsa was almost relieved when the door opened. It took Anna an additional ten minutes to exit the shower and when she did, she was shivering slightly. "Man, I didn't realize how cold the water got until you left me there alone," she joked through chattering teeth.

"Yeah." Elsa couldn't make herself say anything better than that. She felt stupid. More than that; she felt wrong. As if everything she had done since coming to camp that year had been a terrible choice. It was probably mostly because Anna had sent her out of the shower that way, but she couldn't deny that what they had done was most definitely not a typical family bonding session.

Anna flopped onto the bed, tossing a strand of wet hair over her shoulder and adjusting the low neck tank top that she wore. "So...you probably have questions… right?" Eyes flicking over to Anna's concealed body, Elsa nodded. Anna gave her a reassuring smile. "Okay. I'll do my best to answer. First of all: how are you feeling right now?"

"Oh, that's… a big question," Elsa sighed, running a hand through her damp bangs. "Confused, and… excited? And still a little grossed out, but not as grossed out as I would think. I mean…" Letting out a scoff, she whispered, "I put my finger up your butt."

Anna laughed, her eyes twinkling with mirth. "That you did, and it felt pretty good despite the fact that you went in dry and got your finger stuck." She giggled some more, shaking her head. "But in all seriousness...do you regret it at all?"

"I should. It… really seems like I should be hating myself for doing any of that, but… I don't. It was fun." A shy smile flitted across her lips a she fidgeted with the hem of her t-shirt. "Do you know what I was thinking when I was staring at your butt, after I finally unstuck my finger?"

"What?" When she didn't answer right away, Anna placed her hand over her sister's, smiling warmly and stroking the cool skin with her thumb. "Go ahead. I won't judge."

"N-no, it's really strange." But Anna didn't budge. After a moment, she kept going. "W-well… I thought I would feel disgusted, and ashamed of myself for playing with such a… a filthy place. But that wasn't what happened. Instead, I thought it was… kinda cute. And I… w-wanted to…"

Anna seemed to sense her discomfort and did something unexpected. She lifted the hand she was holding, the one that had been teasing her butt, and started laying soft kisses on the knuckle without the slightest hesitation. "You wanted to…?" she gently prodded.

"Oh…" Elsa was honestly shocked that Anna could bring herself kiss that specific finger. Maybe her sister didn't have an ounce of shame. Or maybe she simply loved her so much that she didn't care about things like that. It gave her the courage she needed.

"That. I… I wanted to do that. On your butt. Is that crazy?"

"You wanted to… kiss it?" Anna asked curiously, tilting her head. "I- I mean, it's not crazy... I've heard of kissing another girl's vag, but-" She blushed and placed another kiss, this time flipping Elsa's hand to lay it on her palm. "Kissing there is… new."

"Kissing anything down there is new to me!" But it was hard to feel horrified with herself with Anna being so sweet. "You just seemed to like me touching there as much as your vagina. And then looking at how cute and small it was, moving the way it did… I f-felt… tempted." She knew that by that point her face had to be beet red, and could feel that same tingling within her loose gym shorts that she had felt in the shower. "I probably need to pray a lot more."

The lips paused in her ministrations and Anna simply stroked Elsa's fingers. "You… liked what we did, then? You didn't mind?"

Brightening at the slight shift of focus, Elsa smiled through her bashfulness. "I did. I'm still freaking out a little, but… it didn't feel wrong while I was doing it, just… exciting and fun! It's only now that we're done and I'm overthinking everything that I'm freaking."

Anna leaned toward Elsa and nuzzled her cheek, placing a sweet kiss. "We're in this together now with no turning back. I'll be with you every step of the way so we can figure this out and make you comfortable, okay?"

"Mmm… okay." How could she say no to Anna? "But… I am curious about a few things. A-and I think we should discuss them if we're… well, whatever we're doing. I'm still not really sure."

"Don't be afraid to ask me anything," she reminded her with a smile. "What's up?"

"Well, alright. Let's start with… with us being together. It's like, I'm trying to process both that you're a girl and you're my sister at the same time, and they're two separate problems. F-for me, anyway. So I keep getting stuck with my brain overloading and shutting down before I can figure anything out. Maybe… we should work through both of those one at a time." Clearing her throat, she turned to look at Anna more squarely, still holding onto her hand. "Me being a girl… it doesn't bother you, obviously. But why doesn't it bother you that it's… not as God intended? That we can't have children together?"

The redhead's eyes softened. "Just because we can't have kids the traditional way, doesn't mean we can't have them altogether," she reminded her. "There's always adoption, and if you're against that or you really want to carry a child, there are donors and such that can get you pregnant." Here, she smiled fondly and gave Elsa's hand a pat. "Mom probably made it seem like the traditional way is the only way but trust me, there are a lot of options out there."

"Well… that is true." She took a second to think about adoption, or surrogacy. Or sperm donors. Those were all things she had heard of, but never considered for herself. And after all, the inability to start a family was the biggest barrier that kept being thrown around by the church when it came to the LGBT community. "But don't children need a mother and a father?"

"I'll be the father," Anna joked, and Elsa rolled her eyes. "But I mean, seriously, since when are most guys known as great parents, anyway? Moms are usually the ones who stick around, even if they're like our mom and are kinda…" She didn't finish her thought, not wanting to insult their mother. Elsa understood; she was still quite attached to her, the news of her deception was too fresh for her to feel as bitter as Anna probably did. "Our dad is a good dad, and Mom still cut him loose because she couldn't handle him having different views. And I think you turned out pretty awesome, just being raised by one woman. Two's gotta be even better, right?"

She tried not to let herself blush at that comment. "But what about us being sisters? I, um… I'm afraid that it would be hard enough on a child having two mothers for a parent, given how God feels about that, and how most people view gay parents. And if the other parents know we're related…"

Anna chewed on her lip in thought before shrugging. "I'm not sure, I haven't thought that far ahead yet," she confessed. "I-I mean, we just started, um… acknowledging this, and I never really had any serious plans for kids of my own. Before now, anyway; maybe never." She grinned sheepishly. "Sorry."

"O-oh, I'm not blaming you!" Elsa assured her nervously. "Just… thinking. But you're right, we, um… we don't have to have any children. I guess I'm just going off the whole… you know, like you said, Mom's traditional views of what 'love' and 'family' mean. Me marrying a man, having his babies, all that."

"Maybe we'll discuss it more when this isn't so new? I mean, I guess I wouldn't mind kids one day and the idea of having them with you is nice… but we should really should see where this thing we're going through takes us and focus on the present first."

Nodding, Elsa looked down at their hands. She petted over Anna's, enjoying the soft skin, the little wrinkles of her knuckles.

"I'm actually in love with you. It's… kind of obvious now, I guess."

"I'm in love with you, too, Elsa. And for what it's worth, I really want to fight for this… for us." She smiled tenderly and looked down at their joined hands. "I... I think being with you will be the best thing to ever happen to me."

All Elsa could do for a moment was blush and grin. The word "fight" scared her; that would be a concern, of course. They probably would end up having to battle a lot of ignorance if they pursued each other. But somehow, finding both her sister and her soulmate, and them being the same person… she couldn't be unhappy about any of it.

"Alright. Okay, so… yes." Clearing her throat, she sat up a little more, still holding onto Anna's hand. "Um… sex. I was going to ask you at some point how that works with two women, but… we… seem to have tried that already. I think?"

"You pretty much have the gist of it down, yeah," Anna giggled awkwardly. "I mean, there is more to it but what we did is pretty much how two girls do… what they do."

Giggling along with her, Elsa whispered, "Probably without the butt stuff. You really surprised me with that — I surprised myself. But I mean… well, maybe next time I can try to pay more attention to your front-butt?"

"...My front butt?!" Anna laughed so hard that tears ran down her cheeks, collapsing against her sister's side. "H-Hehe, I- I think I would like that- Oh my god, you just called my vag a-" This sent her into another fit of giggles.

"Okay, okay!" Elsa snapped, though she was also laughing a little. "Sorry, I just… what, do people not really call it that?! I'm sure I've heard it a few times!"

"I'm pretty sure people use that term as a joke," Anna pointed out, still giggling, "because I've never heard it used for serious… not that I've had a lot of serious sex talks before!" she was quick to point out to her sister.

Now Elsa felt ridiculous, but she tried to push ahead. "W-well, I wasn't exactly… I just meant as opposed to your actual butt." Then she cleared her throat. "Do people really put their mouths on… um, vaginas? I really can't be sure what the point of that would be."

"Apparently, it feels really good?" Anna shrugged. "According to Esme, it's like when you use your fingers but… better, I guess." She blushed and gave Elsa a cute grin. "We'll have to put that to the test at some point."

"O-oh? We will?" But Anna's grin told her she was pretty confident, so she only breathed, "I… okay."

"Only if you want to," Anna reassured her. "Anything else?"

Elsa tried to think. "Well… I don't know a lot about this in the first place, so I can't think what to ask. Which one of us is… the man?"

"The beauty of being girls is there isn't really a 'man'." She smiled, patting Elsa's hand. "We both just… do our own thing? Like I get you off, you get me off. It's not like we can have sex like how a man and a woman would, anyway, right? So why worry about it?"

"Guess that's true. And… well, I always kind of wondered what the point was, without procreation being possible. But after hearing you in there… I get it," she admitted with rosy cheeks.

Anna snuggled against Elsa and nuzzled against the crook of her neck with a blissful sigh. "I love you so much, Snowflake… I could honestly stay here like this, with you, forever."

Wrapping her arms more tightly around Anna, she whispered, "So could I. Wow…" She caressed her damp hair for a moment before adding in a hushed whisper, "Even if… we're sick for feeling this way, I don't think I could stop. Not now."

Anna smiled sadly. "Me, either." She placed a kiss on Elsa's shoulder. It nearly made Elsa break, but she felt too much overflowing love to let that happen. So instead, she merely kissed Anna atop her head.

"How did you turn out so perfect? I still remember you as a stupid little red-headed brat."

"And I still remember you being a stinker. A well-meaning, but very annoying, pushy stinker." Anna smirked up at her. Elsa took that opportunity to boop her nose with a finger. The redhead giggled and kissed her chin. "However, you were also the best big sister who spoiled me with chocolate and snowmen, so I forgive you."

After a second, Elsa began, "Do you think… we were… nah, that's stupid."

"What?" Anna asked, reaching up to rest a hand on Elsa's cheek. "No question is too stupid; what's up?"

"Do you think we were… kind of flirting back then? I know we were just kids, but kids flirt. I mean, straight kids do, sometimes. They don't really mean anything too deep by it, but it still… y-yeah." She felt foolish for answering, despite Anna's reassurances.

"Maybe we were." Anna lay a kiss on Elsa's chin. "Maybe we always knew, deep down, how much we love each other. Or maybe not. Doesn't matter that much now."

"I mean… if we did, that would at least explain why this seems so easy for us. I… I've never looked twice at another woman in my whole life! And here you fall back into my life and… and I'm pushing you into the shower wall!"

"Sometimes God makes the strangest soulmates," Anna chuckled. "And to be honest, as much as I cared for Esme… I never loved her a fraction of how much I love you." She blushed as she added in a whisper, "Geeze, I sound really sappy, don't I?"

"No worse than me," Elsa laughed. At least she could laugh now; she felt that much better, which was something. "So… next time, I'll put my mouth on your vagina? If that's okay?"

There followed a moment of startled silence. Her sister's cheeks went a shade darker, and her voice came out low and seductive as she whispered, "Or I could put mine on yours… show you what it's like to be overwhelmed with pleasure… it's the least I can do for your 'help' in the shower."

"O-or that." Swallowing thickly, she bit her bottom lip for a moment. "I… have been feeling a little… turned on? Right? That's what you call it? Listening to you in there, feeling you… I just can't get it out of my mind."

Anna wrapped her arms around Elsa's shoulders and nuzzled their faces close, her warm breath fanning the winter blonde's face. "Want to try it now, then?" she husked.

Elsa tried to answer. She did, but all she could do was nod. That was the closest she was going to come to giving Anna an affirmative, with her being so nervous. And Anna smiled brightly before leaning in for a kiss; sweet and passionate, her tongue gliding over Elsa's lip while Anna pressed their bodies so close that Anna was practically straddling her. A fluttering sigh of desire poured from Elsa instantly; was she that easy to turn on? Or was it just Anna?

"It'll be much easier if you lie down," she purred against her lips, teasing the fine hairs at the back of Elsa's head.

"O-okay." Shuffling down, heart beating a mile a minute, Elsa tried to reason that this was no big deal. Anna had come fairly close to doing this for her once before… but there's a difference between close and actually doing it. Still… "Do you want me to, um, get undressed?"

"I got it," Anna answered simply, drawing back so she was sitting on her knees, Elsa's body between them. She regarded Elsa briefly before resting her hands on the small sliver of belly exposed by her top, sliding them underneath and slowly starting to roll it upwards until the entirety of Elsa's stomach was exposed and the cloth was pressed against the bottom of Elsa's breasts. The blonde wasted no time whipping the shirt up and off; even though it made her self-conscious in front of Anna, it wasn't as bad as… other areas.

Noticing teal eyes riveted to her chest, she smiled softly. "Do you… like them?"

"They are as perfect as the rest of you." She planted a kiss on Elsa's chest, just above where the curve of her breasts started. "I love them."

A little sigh flowed from her as she let her hands fall to Anna's shoulders, lightly enough to be more reassurance than guidance. Anna lapped at the skin before kissing her way downwards, gently catching a nipple between her teeth and teasing it with her tongue.

"O-oh!" Elsa gasped out, back arching slightly; that was stupid, why would her body involuntarily push her towards the light pain? But she couldn't deny she enjoyed it, sensitive as that area was. Anna chuckled around the small nub and gave it a playful tug before releasing it.

"You are so cute."

Biting her lip, Elsa watched Anna's playful smile and wondered how anyone could ever have resisted her. But she said nothing. The redhead then kissed the stiffened nipple before starting to descend lower, kissing, nipping and lapping at her flat belly while her hands started working on Elsa's pants.

"This is a bad idea," Elsa half-joked, half-whimpered as she raised her hips slightly to let Anna take them off. "W-we just took a shower and now you're going to make me feel all… dirty again." She sincerely hoped that sounded sexy, and not like she was just whining. Anna simply chuckled and gave Elsa a heated look before rubbed a hand on Elsa's thigh, just short of where it met the warmth of her core.

"Well it looks like you're just going to have to be a dirty girl for me," she husked and gave the fine, damp blonde pubic hair a gentle tug, "because I'm not going to stop now, my sexy sister."

A weird little laugh floated out of her after the gasp from the tugging. "Mmhh… that's such a weird thing to say! Why does it make me feel hotter?"

Anna laughed before dipping down further, licking her lips as her thumbs caressed Elsa's folds before gently spreading them. "You ready?" she asked.

Even just the thumbs on them was driving her wild. She wanted to say "yes", but she didn't know if she could handle that much yet. So instead, she asked a question that only Anna could answer.

"Is… is it… do I look… okay down there?"

"Perfect," Anna purred and Elsa felt her shift closer and heard a deep inhale. "It even smells perfect, Elsa. But you didn't answer my question." She lightly tapped Elsa's petal with her pinky finger teasingly.

"HAH!" That was new, and intense! But she forced herself to focus on the question. " I… I guess… i-if you're sure you want to, then…" Her blushing face turned to one side. "Go on…"

Now that she had the green light, Anna didn't hesitate, and Elsa felt a mouth press against her folds and a tongue dipping into her sex, followed by the vibration of Anna's moan. Her head fell back as she felt those vibrations — and the tongue! Why was it so incredible? It wasn't even something intended to pleasure that area…

Or was it? Given how incredible it felt up against her, maybe there was something to this "oral sex" she had heard of but rarely thought about. Squirming back and forth, she raised her legs up a little further, opened them more. Trying to give Anna more room to work. Freckled hands abandoned their position so they could wrap around Elsa's legs, holding them securely as she happily continued her onslaught, if the noises she kept making had anything to say of Anna's enjoyment. And Elsa responded by throwing her hips up and into Anna's mouth; the movement came naturally to her, purely a response to the tongue and lips going wild on her.

The redhead's nose bumped Elsa's clit roughly during one of Elsa's frantic bucks. Instantly, she was thrashing and calling out, and one of her heels glanced off Anna's shoulder.

"What was that?!" she demanded.

Anna pulled away from Elsa's crotch, a smirk on her face as she snorted in amusement. "That, Sister Dear, is the reason why I was flailing around like a lunatic in the shower. Feels a little too good to keep your cool, doesn't it?"

Meanwhile, Elsa was panting and sweating already, and they had barely started. It really did feel wonderful. "Can you… do that again? SLOW! Just… just a little." She nodded and ducked her head back down, only instead of assaulting Elsa's core once again, Anna gave Elsa's clit a few slow lashes with her tongue.

It produced the same effect again, this time with the legs wrapping around Anna's back as if to hold her in place. Anna giggled and shifted, presumably to get comfortable as she kept up this new activity. She gently let her teeth graze the swelling nub before lapping at it soothingly, repeating the action a few times.

"AH! ANNA! Th-that hurts, I think!" She thinks?! Elsa wasn't sure if it hurt or not, but the words still came out of her mouth. "Ohhh… what are you doing to me?"

Anna stopped immediately at word 'hurt', drawing back as far as Elsa's legs would allow her to while regarding Elsa worriedly. "Sorry, the clit is… pretty much the most sensitive area on a girl, and it's really easy to… overstimulate. I didn't mean for it to hurt you." The redhead bit her lip. "D-Do you want me to stop?"

"No!" Elsa admitted. "It was just… y-yeah, that sensation was a lot, I was… surprised." Swallowing, she reached down to caress Anna's cheek, trying not to think too much about how her pretty lips looked glistening with her on them. "You… can keep going. Maybe with less teeth?"

"I can totally do that." Anna licked her lips before settling in for a third time, going back to her first course of action while occasionally giving Elsa's clit some attention. One of the hands on Elsa's legs retreated so that two fingers could join Anna's exploring tongue. When Anna's mouth retreated, those clever fingers slipped inside to replace them; searching for something.

"Anna, wh- what is- O-OH, are you inside me? It's so huge! Wait, what is it?" She knew what it probably was, but she couldn't make any assumptions; this was all-new territory for her.

"It's just me," Anna soothed, kissing the fine hairs of her pubic area. "Shh, let me do my thing, Sis; I promise this will make you feel wonderful. Do you trust me?"

Elsa's eyes narrowed slightly as she gazed down at Anna's shining face… but she felt too far gone to mind. Unless it was something extremely strange, she felt like she would let Anna do just about whatever she wanted. "I… I do."

"Okay, just relax." Anna kissed Elsa again before flexing the fingers inside of Elsa, thrusting shallowly and wiggling them occasionally.

It was like fireworks going off. With every thrust and undulation, she felt her heart seize — along with inner muscles she had never realised she owned, trying to catch the fingers and never let them go. How could she have been missing out on this?! It still terrified her, and she wasn't sure she would want to try it again… except that she probably would. At least, with Anna to guide her.

Anna smiled at her, locking eyes full of overwhelming love, desire and devotion with hers as the fingers continued their little adventure. The thrusts went a little deeper now, slowly and carefully stretching Elsa's walls until finally, a rough nudge found its mark.

"AaaaAAHHH!" she wailed, toes splaying and head thrown back so that she stared up at the wooden rafters. "Anna! What- NHH!"

"That's your G-spot," Anna explained, the redhead grinning proudly. "Esme explained that all women have one and it's a really important spot to focus on when women do this together." She thrust into that same spot, not hard but enough to trigger another response. "Feel good?"

"YES! Oh God yes, I- mmnnhhahh, ANNA YES!"

What was she saying? This was incredible! But they shouldn't be doing it — but everyone should be doing it! Elsa's mind felt like it was spinning as the fingers sent lightning bolts into her every atom, making her stomach flex and her back arch, her mouth fall open over and over.

Anna kept focusing there and soon her mouth joined in again, sucking and lapping at both Elsa's clit and her folds around the two digits. There was a look of contentment on her face and occasionally a moan of bliss would pass her lips as she steadily worked Elsa's body. All the while, Elsa was the perfect subject for her, thrashing and calling out her name, alternately trying to bite down on her fist to keep the sounds from getting too loud and trying to be quiet on her own.

"I love you," Anna murmured against her. "You look amazing and perfect and all I want to do is just… ravish you like this forever… because God, Elsa, everything about you makes me want to spoil you and love you and…" She went quiet and sighed, smiling at Elsa so softly as she watched her try to contain her feelings. "Let it go, Sis. You deserve it."

So Elsa did. The repeated thrusts up against… what had Anna called it? Her G-spot; that was it. There was only so much of that she could take, especially when combined with the lips and tongue that wouldn't stop assaulting the sensitive area around the thrusting.

"I… I think I'm going to pee again!" But it was different this time. At least, it seemed different. But she couldn't pee the bed, that would be terrible! "Wait… I… am I?"

Luckily, Anna giggled, "That's called an orgasm, Elsa; it feels really similar but it's not pee that'll be coming out." She pressed her mouth against Elsa's folds again. It was definitely going to be soon; even her inexperienced mind could tell that much. Her body was telegraphing it.

"Ooh… I… Anna, it's- YES! YES, MORE, RIGHT THERE, I'M- NnhhhAAAHHH!"

And then it happened. Fireworks, for real this time; she saw them sparking in her periphery. Felt them in every atom of her body. This was a feeling she'd never felt before, not anything even remotely like it.

And when Anna lifted her head and retreated her fingers, both her lips and her hand were glistening and wet and Anna didn't hesitate to start lapping at the substance on her hand like a grooming cat, humming with approval.

"You really…" Elsa wasn't sure what to say. Anna liked her flavour that much? It seemed so perverse… but then again, everything else they had done that evening had been, hadn't it?

"Hmm?" Anna looked up at Elsa with a playful twinkle in her eyes. "Want a taste?" she asked, offering her hand to her sister.

"N-no, thank you!" she said, flustered but laughing. "If anything, I'd be curious about your taste, not my own."

"Ooh, I'll remember that." The redhead fluttered her eyelashes prettily. "Did you enjoy yourself, Elsa?"

Rolling her eyes, she responded, "You have to know I did. That was…" After a moment of trying to come up with a word, she blushed and ducked her head. "I don't know. But wow."

"I'm glad I made you feel so good! Did it answer some questions for you?"

"It raised as many as it answered," she half-laughed, still blushing and panting but starting to even out a little. "But… yeah, I think I get it. I'm sure being with men is different, but I can see how that for lesbians, there is definitely nothing that's really 'missing' the way I thought it would be." In a quieter voice, she added, "Not that I really had any clear image of what lesbian sex is before tonight…"

Anna straightened up, gently removing Elsa's legs from her shoulders before flopping next to Elsa in the bed. She closed her eyes and sighed, "Well that's pretty much the gist of it, anyway. I'm sure a more experienced lesbian could tell us some fun things to try, but we only have each other here, so…" She let out an awkward laugh before snuggling close to Elsa's bare body.

Wrapping her arms around Anna, Elsa thought about the last statement. Then she asked, "Are you… interested in bringing in other people? Because I'm not sure how I would feel about that…"

"That's not what I meant," Anna said, "just that there aren't any 'experienced' lesbians to ask for tips around Peterhouse. I don't want to add anyone into this. You're all I want."

"Okay, good," she sighed with obvious relief. "Because this is about all I can take!" Then she rolled just enough to let one arm and leg drape over Anna's form, drawing her in for a kiss…

At which point, she realised Anna still had her juices on her lips. Oh well; too late. Anna met her lips without hesitation, sighing happily and tugging Elsa on top of her almost completely. It was a curious flavour, not terribly strong; kind of sour. She wasn't sure if she liked or disliked it, but it wasn't nearly as disagreeable as she would have expected. Anna hummed and lapped at Elsa's lower lip for permission, wrapping her arms happily around her sister's neck, and Elsa welcomed her tongue. She slid her own along it, unable to fully believe both that they were doing this, and that they had waited so long.

"You taste so good, Elsa," Anna whispered against her lips, voice holding the same husky quality it had earlier. "God I love it - love you - so damn much. It drives me crazy."

Swallowing hard, she breathed, "Are you alright with that? Going crazy? I… think I am…" Another light kiss. "I don't think I could ever give this up if I tried. So… so I won't try."

"I'm perfectly okay with going crazy for you, especially when we're going crazy together — like a pair of crazy cat ladies!" Anna grinned at her own stupid joke before softening her gaze and smile into something warm and fond. "I'm glad you won't give us up…"

Another deeper kiss. This one lasted nearly a minute before Elsa broke off to gaze into her eyes. "I love you, Anna. I'm in love… I can't believe it, but I really am. In love with you, Moondrop."

Anna held her closer and her eyes became damp with tears despite her smile. "I know I said it like a million times, but… I love you, too, Elsa."

Their next kiss lasted a lot longer than the others. That way, they didn't have to talk about anything bigger, or more worrisome like their status, or who knew, or what God thought. Maybe it wasn't a perfect situation, but Elsa couldn't bring herself to care.

                                                      To Be Continued…

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