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NOTES: Yep, this is really the end! We have one or two side projects in mind for this little universe of ours, but this is THE definitive end of this storyline. Frui and I would like to thank you for your patience in waiting for this fanfic to finally come to light; a lot of editing, real life annoyances, and various economic situations have made it more difficult than we wish it was. We hope you can enjoy it with a "better late than never" attitude. And who's to say? Maybe we'll see the characters from this universe again sooner than you think.

This chapter is dedicated to the memory of the late great Christine McVie. Those who know will spot the tribute to her.

See you around! Where we're going, we don't need roads!

Jessex and Frui

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EPILOGUE

"And that's a wrap!"

Anna McFly wiped the sweat from her brow before she returned her Gibson ES-345 to the stand by the drumkit. Every day for the past year, she had regretted the decision to get the Pink Heels back together for a reunion tour — especially when most of them hadn't seen each other for five years before that. But that was only because she was getting older, and putting in the work of getting back in shape, both musically and physically, was no easy task.

"Gobshite," Merida groaned as she rolled her shoulder, setting her bass down. "The whole thing was gobshite."

"Oh, relax," Jane snorted, cracking her knuckles. They missed her drum skills, but she was always better suited to keyboards in the first place – and getting older meant she didn't hit those drum skins as hard as she used to. "It's all going to come together, loves. Already sounds brilliant, you ask me."

The two redheads grunted, "Who asked you?" But they were smiling, and the smiles remained even when Jane tossed an empty water bottle at Merida's head.

"We need to tighten up those solos," Anna said. "They're going to run over if we keep doing that, and you know old ladies like us can't handle that kind of extended show anymore."

"Old ladies?! Feck, you an' Jane might count yerselves, but I'm a sprightly forty-seven if ever I were a day, I am! Full of vigour and vitality!"

As they laughed, their new touring drummer stood, hand stuffed into her dark tresses and scratching nervously. "So… are you guys sure I still have this gig? I mean, I keep feeling like I'm bringing the tempo down, but it's because I'm listening; like, I'm such a huge fan of the Heels, I can't even-"

"We know, Moana, we know," Merida sighed.

Anna and Jane didn't have the heart to point out how the fangirling was the only real downside to hiring her; other than that, she was incredible. On par with Imelda, who had been severe but passionate before they lost her to cancer at the end of their final tour. That had been the true reason the band drifted apart; they all needed time to heal.

Time was also, in the end, what brought them back together. Life was too short to waste it, to not spend it with the people they cared about, doing what they loved. It had taken a bit of persuasion with Merida; she had moved all the way back to Scotland and "given up touring", as it turned out because she had been harbouring a secret fear of flying for many years. So to get her back to Dell Valley had been a bit tricky. But it was worth the effort – and all of Merida's hours of therapy – in the end.

Or at least, Anna hoped it would be. It felt like it would be already, but age truly was catching up with them. At least when she got home, she could relax. Her wife seemed to do nothing but work lately – though she was coming to the end of her 'project', as she called it. As though it wasn't a culmination of years of work and waiting and patience.

Before she had even realised it, Anna had a dreamy, dozy expression plastered on her face. Her mind tended to wander when she was tired, and she should probably have been concerned but she often daydreamed anyway. Honestly, the worst thing was when Merida snorted at her expression. She rolled her eyes, but there was affection there, honed by decades of friendship.

"Ah, go'n home," she said, making a shooing motion with her hands. "We've been 'ere all day an' we'll be 'ere all day tomorrow."

"Oh, Mer, the least I can do is help you clean up," Anna said, waving her away. It only lasted a brief second because Jane let out a snort that sounded as if it came from a gorilla, not the petite woman.

"Oh, you think we'll clean up? You're very funny, Anna dear. No, we just arrive before you do so you don't notice."

"Not blimmin' hard, either," Merida grunted under her breath. Anna let out a sound that may have been an "oi!" imitating the both of them, but it was really hard to tell under all the laughter.

Once the two old heads said they were taking the fresh meat out for drinks, despite Moana's insistence that she was barely 21 and had never so much as tried a sip of beer before, Anna bowed out gracefully. There would be plenty of time for getting to know the new girl another night. For now, she just wanted to make her way home.

Traffic was pretty ridiculous, but Anna was able to avoid the worst of it by bypassing the skyway – which was always jammed. Backstreets helped with that. She used her vocal shortcuts to place a virtual order and picked up some Thai food on the way home.

"Welcome home, Anna," announced the computer voice as she kicked the door shut.

"Thanks, EVE. News."

"Tension growing in the rural regions of-"

"Happy news."

"A litter of puppies was born in a teacup ride at a Disneyland. Sources say the mother wriggled into the park through a gap in the fence, previously thought too small for anyone to come through."

Anna smiled sappily as she set the bag of food down on the kitchen table. Those stories worked on her, every time. "Awww…"

Once she set out the food, and no one else had greeted her, she set off down the hallway. "Always working…" she muttered under her breath as she came upon a plain white door, save for the flickering LCD screen of a sleepy face, complete with little cartoon 'zzz's. Smiling softly, Anna ignored that status update and knocked gently on the door before pushing it open.

"Hey, sweetheart? I got some takeout for dinner…"

"Ggrmm."

Elsa's voice was barely a sound; it was obvious she had been sleeping, even without the screen telling her what she had been doing. Hunched over her desk, paper marks pressed into her skin and her hair a mad tangle, it was entirely likely that Elsa hadn't had a solid night of sleep for a week.

"Hey, what did we say about sleeping in here?" Anna asked. Her voice was reprimanding but still gentle as she came to rub Elsa's back in slow, soothing circles. Elsa gave a yawn, and then another, before she could answer.

"I know, I just… this deadline is really coming up and it's nowhere near done, and-"

"And it will be waiting for you after dinner and after sleep. Come on…"

"Mmmhh."

With a mixture of leading and pushing, she finally got Elsa into the hall and heading towards the kitchen. "Have you eaten today? At all?"

"Don't talk to your… mother that way," she said, interrupted by a yawn. When Anna laughed, she smiled blearily. "Alright, alright. Yes, I had a hydrated bagel with instant lox this morning with my coffee. Is that better?"

"It would have been better if that had been after you had a good night's sleep. But yeah, I guess I'll take it for now."

Once at the table, they set about tucking into dinner. Her mother had bags under her eyes, but even with those, she still looked very vaguely younger than Anna. That was thanks to the treatments, of course. They all lived healthy lifestyles, but Anna had never gone into the future for a treatment that wasn't available yet; it was an abuse of the power of time travel. Maybe eventually, when they got to be elderly, they would partake again. For now, their timestream-hopping days were at an end. And they had exactly the results they wanted.

When Elsa glanced up from her plate, rubbing at one eye with her fingertips, she blinked in surprise to find Anna watching her. "What?"

"What-what?"

"You're staring."

"So?"

"Why are you staring?" she said impatiently with a slight smile.

"Why not? Can't I just want to watch a perfect face?"

Elsa rolled her eyes, rolling the noodles around her fork. "What a weird way to phrase that. But… I suppose you may."

"Oh, thank you for the permission, Your Highness," Anna sassed. Elsa pointed her fork, dripping with noodles, at Anna.

"That's 'Your Majesty' to you," she said, grinning before finally taking a bite. "What time does Jennifer's flight come in?"

They both turned to look at the clock, even as Anna said, "Just before midnight." She heard Elsa put her fork down, ready to speak, but she beat her to it. "And no, you're not coming with me to pick her up."

"But-"

"Nope, no 'buts'. You need sleep, Elsa - real sleep. Not just a nap in the car."

She huffed, but there was a slight smile on her lips as she said, "You sound like me."

That was enough to break the tension, if it had ever truly been there in the first place. They ate dinner in peace, Anna telling her about the changes the band had made, what they were up to in gearing up for their big reunion tour. Elsa shared the progress she had made on her novel, the changes her editors wanted that she didn't agree with.

"Just don't change it," Anna suggested, shrugging. Elsa gave a long-suffering sigh; they'd had this discussion before.

"I have to. I don't have any… what's the term? Cred?" Anna snorted, and Elsa glared. "If I want to start building a portfolio, I need to write what the publishers want."

They didn't stay on that topic long – there was no need to rehash an old argument. Elsa had not been writing nearly as long as her ex-husband and didn't have unrealistic expectations, Anna thought she should reach for the stars… rinse and repeat. At least they both agreed that the work was worth doing.

After dinner, they had a quick dessert of fruit salad and cream before hopping into the shower. They took a little longer than if they hadn't shared, but that also would have been the boring option. There was still plenty of time before Anna had to go and pick up Punz, but she refused to entertain Elsa's suggestion of queuing up a movie before she had to leave.

"Nope, you need rest, Elsa," she said sternly. Elsa scowled at her, and it would have been effective had it not been broken by a yawn.

"But I never see you anymore…" It wasn't completely true, but it wasn't exactly false, either. With their individual projects and differing schedules, they often only saw each other at breakfast as Anna ran out of the house, and at dinner. That may have been a very common trap many couples fell into, but it didn't make it any better that they missed each other so much.

So to help remedy that, at least for the day, they came to a compromise. Sleep for Elsa, and a catnap for Anna until she had to go and pick up her wife. At least this way, they got to lie together for a little while.

"I wish you weren't going on tour."

"I know," she sighed softly. "But I have to; I owe it to the girls, and to the fans. And you need to focus on your book, anyway."

"It's almost finished." But it was a weak protestation. Playfully, she whispered, "You're my daughter and you'll do as I say."

"It's because I'm your daughter that I won't." They both shared a laugh about that.

The time flew by once the chatter subsided and they simply enjoyed each other's closeness. Finally, Anna sat up and pulled her jeans up over her purple panties, a bra around her trim frame that used to be a little trimmer once upon a time. Elsa didn't seem to mind if the way her arms slithered around her middle was any indication.

"Come back soon. I'll sleep until you get here, I promise - so I can save up my energy for when you get back."

Anna melted completely into the touch. "Stop. I gotta run…" But the kiss against her neck made her sigh. "You're terrible."

"I'm in love."

"Yeah." Then she turned and got a handful of Elsa's face, shoving her back to bounce against the mattress with a little surprised laugh. "Me too."

"Alright, alright! See you soon, sweetheart."

In mere minutes, Anna was on the highway with her speakers blasting a steady stream of oldies from her usual internet radio choice. Most of them were from the 2000s, but a few from the 80s slipped in there. Tears For Fears cropping up brought a huge grin to her face that didn't fade until she was taking the exit for the airport.

Jennifer was already waiting for her along the terminal line. Her hair was getting long again, and she had gone back to blond; Anna knew she was going to miss being able to muss it up, even though she always got smacked for doing so. Despite the dim light of the lamps and a hundred other cars' headlights, her wife looked tired – or perhaps it was because of such light washing out her pale features. Either way, she perked right up when she saw their familiar car pull up alongside her.

"What's a gorgeous girl like you doing out alone at this time of night?" Anna asked when Punz stuck her head in through the window. She got a soft, if tired, smile as a response. She didn't actually speak until after her bags were safely stowed and she was in the passenger seat, kissing her wife soundly on the mouth.

"Oh, geez, I've missed you," she said, once they broke for air. "Told myself I wasn't going to say a word until I got my hello-kiss."

"Well then, hello."

"Goof," Punz laughed as they shared another brief peck. Putting her seatbelt on, she glanced around. "Elsa at home?"

Anna made a vague noise of annoyance. "Yeah, her dumb ass has been staying up too late and getting up too early trying to meet these editor's demands." Her grip tightened briefly on the steering wheel before she forced it to loosen. "You can ask her tomorrow. But how was your trip?"

"Not as exciting as it could have been," Punz answered wryly. "I think Los Angeles would be more fun if I weren't stuck inside the whole time with a band that's getting a little big for their britches. But that's what they pay me to do."

Anna pulled a face, releasing the wheel so she could hold Punz's hand. "Well, you're home, safe and sound."

"How is the reunion planning going? How is the new girl, uh… Mona?"

"Moana. She's… nice. Good at what she does, which is all anyone can ask."

They fell into more casual conversation after that. There would be plenty of time to debrief in the following days; for now, it was late and both women simply wanted to appreciate the others' company. It wasn't as though they hadn't gone without one another before; they had, many times. But each time it felt longer, seemed to suck a little more out of their sails. With Anna's reunion tour looming over their heads, and the potential for book tours in Elsa's future, their stable home life was somewhat uncertain.

"So have you been rehearsing?"

"Yeah, of course. Every day. I swear, Jane sounds better than she ever did in the old days; must be all those concertos in London. And we got…" Catching the look in Jennifer's eyes, she cringed. "Oh."

"Yeah, oh."

"You mean rehearsing THAT."

Swatting Anna's arm, she said, "Yes, THAT! It's only a few days away now. And you have to get every word exactly right, or we might not-"

"Yeah, yeah, I know. And I have been rehearsing. It's just…"

"Just?"

"Well…" Sighing, she pulled off the highway and began driving into Dell Valley proper. "I still feel bad. I know we're not really gonna be lying to her, but it feels that way. Since everything is rehearsed."

Jennifer's hand came up to pet along her arm. "Hey, I know. But it's so important you get this right! Or else… we might lose everything we've come to love about our lives over the past couple decades."

"But look at us! Are we really happy? Always running around, barely seeing each other? Sometimes… sometimes I wish I'd never gone into the past at all!"

The silence was long and heavy. "Do you?"

"No. But I'm just stressed, okay?" Turning on the self-driving and slumping down a little further in her car seat, she let Punz tousle her hair a bit. "Thanks for putting up with my cranky ass. And you're the jetlagged one, too."

"Not that jetlagged," she laughed lightly. "Just ready to be home."

"And we're ready for you to be home, too," Anna assured her. "Even if Elsa is probably asleep because she really has been running herself ragged."

Punz smiled softly. "I'll try my best not to wake her. Sounds like we could all use a good night's sleep tonight."

"I know that I always sleep better when I have both of my favourite girls with me, not just one of them…" Anna said, shooting Punz a sidelong glance. Her wife's grin lifted her spirits considerably.

Luckily for the both of them, they lived on the side of town closest to the airport; instead of having to drive the extra twenty minutes, they were home barely half an hour after leaving the terminal. They snuck in like two teenagers who had just played hooky, leaving the suitcases by the door to be dealt with tomorrow. Punz wasn't sure whether to have a shower or forego it. Fortunately, she didn't have to decide because Anna simply shepherded her towards the bedroom. She didn't smell at all; it was just that she had been flying all evening, and the warm water would do anyone a world of good after travel.

That turned out to be the right call, because no sooner had she crawled into the centre of the bed about thirty minutes later when a second pair of familiar arms wrapped around her from the other side.

"Hey, Elsa," Punz whispered softly. She got a grunt for her trouble, but Elsa's arms still tightened a little more around her. Scooting closer so Anna had some room to join in, she kissed Elsa on the cheek. "Go back to sleep," she urged gently.

"No," she shot back petulantly, which made the other two chuckle.

"Elsa, has Anna been practicing her lines?"

"Hey!" Anna burst out. But Elsa's answer was kind enough that she didn't have to stay upset for long.

"She has. And she has the spirit of the message down. There's sometimes one or two words of variation, but past-me is going to eat it up regardless."

Punz settled in between them, and Anna felt Elsa curl around her other side more tightly. She reached across to clasp their fingers together as they both nestled their faces into either side of Punz's neck, earning a little hum of satisfaction from its owner.

"I missed this," she breathed.

"Me, too," Anna agreed. There was a long pause.

"If you're waiting for me to say 'me, three', it's not going to happen. Ever."

Grinning, Punz whispered, "Except you just did, Elsa."

When Anna laughed, the hand squeezed hers a little tighter for one second but she made no further comment. All three of them were swiftly dozing off, but none actually wanted to take the leap into dreamland. They just wanted to enjoy this tender moment a little while longer.

"When was the last time we were all together like this?" Anna asked. The reply came in unison.

"Your birthday."

There was a brief silence before Anna let out an ungodly snort. "That was an adventure and a half."

"Mhmm," Elsa sighed in agreement. "I didn't know a human adult was capable of making the noises you did."

Punz giggled. "Oh, and your breath smelled for days afterwards!"

"Whose bright idea was the chocolate-covered pickles, anyway?"

Both Elsa and Punz's voice rang through the late night. "Yours!"

Once more there was silence, though this time it was broken by a soft, "Oh yeah…"

As they tended to try doing when they were reunited, all three of them pushed their faces in together for a three-way kiss. It was a lot more comical than it was romantic, but they persisted, and always ended up grinning and giggling into the contact. Then they settled in again to relax.

"Ever think we would all end up in a cuddle puddle?" Punz whispered.

"Not I. Who wants to be in a cuddle puddle with their daughter and her wife?"

"Elsa McFly, duh," Anna joked.

"Hey – that's Cyndi Lorraine Mann to you, and any legal authorities who ask, thank you very much."

"You're welcome, Mommy." The slight poke into her ribs made her grin. "Okay, okay, we know how you feel about that."

Punz leaned up just enough to kiss the tops of both their heads. "Come on, you guys. I know we joke but we have a great life. Don't pretend we don't."

"You're right, Jennifer," Elsa whispered as she clasped Anna's hand again, resting the both of them on Punz's stomach. "I wouldn't trade it for all the tea in China. Even with all the twists and turns and time travel, I just love you both so much."

Anna sighed contentedly as she settled in again. "Yeah. It's been… educational."

As they drifted into dreamland, Anna McFly had the world's biggest smile on her face. With those two women beside her and the future looking brighter than ever, she felt like she was on top of the world. And her future had room to get brighter still; they had nothing but time.

~ THE END ~

#fractal the future #fruipit #forkanna writes #elsanna fanfiction #elsanna #completed fanfiction #jess the writer

[stuffiliketothinkof]

13-what’s a common writing tip that you almost always follow?

I am not sure where I picked this up, but I am kind of ruthless with the red pen. If I've written something that is less engaging than the surrounding prose I strip it out. I don't value a high word count.

If I don't like a section but I need it, I will see what I can do about alternating the use of long and short sentances and making bolder word choices.

Most of what I do now is find a writer whose writing I would die for and try to emulate them a bit more. Not their whole style, but I look for the elements that excite me.

For example, from @forkanna I learned to let my characters have and express emotions, and not to back away from them out of fear of excess or melodrama. From @/coalitiongirl (not a mutual) I learned the present tense.

#stuffithinkof #ask game #writing #from marcus aurelius i learned to thank my teachers

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Tribute to A Perfect Night by Mari Mancusi

A Perfect Night is the new short story by Dangerous Secrets author, @marimancusi​​ . Just like DS, I loved reading APN so much! The writing was so warm and intimate and so real! And this story focuses on happy times with Agnarr, Iduna, Elsa and Anna! Mmm...warm fuzzy feeling. Little Elsa is so pure in heart and has good intentions. And Mari captured litte Anna EXACTLY as we know her from both movie prologues!

Also, Mari is truly a Frozen fan first, author second! She effortlessly weaves in soooo many little references to the rest of Frozen-verse, just like she did for DS! And just as I wrote two mega posts on the references in DS, here is my tribute post to APN! Long post filled with screencaps and gifs.

Spoilers, obviously. And go read the short story here if you haven’t! 

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I groaned as Gerda cheerfully pulled open the bedroom curtains, sending blinding rays of light into the room. I was about to pull the covers over my head to hide from them when suddenly I remembered why I’d asked her to wake me up.

The ladies of the royal family certainly love their beauty sleep!

It was our anniversary day! I shot up in bed.

I’d been planning the day for weeks, carefully orchestrating the most perfect night for Agnarr and me.

APN has SO much Frozen Fever vibes, if you picture Iduna as Elsa and Agnarr as Anna. Both Iduna and Elsa plan extensively for a special event for Agnarr and Anna (her birthday). And later on, the celebration goes awry, but Agnarr and Anna reassure them with their love that what they want most is to be with them.

I smiled. Little Anna had convinced her big sister to use her magic again. Elsa could never deny her request.

And then there was my dress. I’d managed to purchase some luxurious silk from overseas and had spent weeks sewing a new gown. It had a silver sash, and the dusty-blue skirt drifted to the floor like a cloud. All that was left to do was sew some tiny pearls onto the bodice to make it sparkle in the candlelight.

I recently came across this comic/Fanart by Ponzu and it depicts the headcanon that Iduna had a dress that Elsa modelled her F1 transformation dress on. I like that headcanon, and I would like it if the APN dress was THIS dress.

There were mountains of snow, an ice-skating rink, and, of course, dozens of snowmen of various sizes. (Was that my mother’s scarf wrapped around the crooked one’s neck?)

A little edit I made and previously posted!

The sisters exchanged looks. “Chocolate!” they breathed in perfect unison. I laughed. Like mother, like daughters. And father, too.

I wish I had the skills to animate the little ones saying Chocolate! in unison. Well, the next best thing I can do is find this and pretend they said Chocolate then!

“So romantic!” Elsa swooned. “Sooo womanticked,” Anna agreed, attempting her own swoon that almost landed her on her bottom again. Her big blue eyes locked on me.

Awww Mari! Getting Anna to cutely mispronounce her words! Just gets me everytime. And big blue eyes! Here I have a screencap of Anna swooning in F2. You know what I’d really like to see? A picture of little Elsa swooning!

“Ooh!” Anna clapped her hands.

I bit my lower lip. (occurs twice in the story)

The girls certainly take after their mama! There are lots more times that Anna and Elsa bit their lower lip, I didn’t capture them all but others have!

“I’ll take care of it, Mama,” Elsa said. Then she peered at me closer. “Are you all right?” she added, her brows drawn in concern as she caught my face. 

“Poor Mama!” Elsa said, putting a hand to my cheek, as if I was the daughter and she was the mother. 

Awwwwwww!!! I love that little Elsa is so mature and so affectionate. And caressing Mama’s cheek!!! Mmmmmppphhhh!!!

..a florist fussing about the nearby lutefisk stand smelling up her shop

Lutefisk.

..a kindly old man greatly concerned about the growing homeless-cat population, demanding the crown provide food and little sweaters.

Sweaters for little kittens? Provided!

“But it still tastes really good!” Anna chimed in, patting a section [of Iduna’s souffle] that had clearly been nibbled on.

Here we have the first of two times that Anna was like Olaf in FF, making a mess of things!

My eyes flew open. “My dress . . .” “We fixed that, too, Mama!” Anna said excitedly. “Wait till you see it.” I watched, filled with dread, as she ran to the wardrobe and threw open its doors. There, on a peg, was my once beautiful dress—the one that had taken me weeks to sew. Now it was covered in messily glued-on pearls—and a few chocolate handprints for good measure.

This scene just reminds me of Olaf messing up the letters in FF! Out of good intentions.

“Isn’t it just the beautifulest?” Anna declared, sighing dreamily.

Beautifuller, Beautifulest!

As I stepped through the doors, I drew in a breath. The room was gorgeous. Gerda had clearly worked overtime to set up the fancy silverware and china plates and goblets filled with wine. There were fresh roses spilling out from baskets. Candles flickered in the dim light.

Good old Gerda!!

And then I burst into tears. Agnarr was beside me in a second, pulling me into his arms. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?” he asked. “Why are you crying?”

Agduna hug! Ohhhh so touching!!

“Oh, sweetheart,” Agnarr whispered into my ear. He took my hands in his own, squeezing them tight. “This night is already special. Because I get to spend it with you.”

Anna/Agnarr taking Elsa/Iduna’s hands into their own

You didn’t screw up! I LOVE YOU!!

His lips pressed against mine, and his hands found my hips. Then he quickly yanked them away, realizing they were covered in chocolate. I blushed hard, but he started to laugh, bringing his fingers to his lips. Maybe tonight could still be romantic after all. . . .

That’s a steamy excerpt from Dangerous Secrets. An overtly sexual scene!!! Iduna is weak with arousal...Wink Wink...chocolate covered fingers really turns them on!! Ahem...forkanna cakefic anyone? 

I gasped as my eyes fell on a spectacular sight in the center of the courtyard: our special tree, now covered in crystals of ice, sparkling brilliantly under the full moon. “Do you like it?” Elsa asked. “I did it myself!” “It’s . . . beautiful,” I whispered, so in awe I could barely speak.

Oh Mari! So beautiful that you referenced the make-out tree, now lit up with crystals of ice! Now I wonder if Elsa was the one who lit it for F2 in the scene above!

I raised my eyebrows at Agnarr. We both knew chocolate was a big deal to our youngest daughter. The fact that she was willing to give hers away . . .

Om nom nom!!

Elsa smiled proudly. “Of course, I might have changed it around a little. Gave it a happy ending.” “She gets married!” Anna burst in. “She marries the prince!” Elsa groaned. “Also, she gets to keep her legs and has the freedom to do what she wants in life

A little nod at WDAS’ version of the Little Mermaid! XD

“It sounds perfect, sweetheart,” Agnarr said, picking her up and twirling her around. “Happy endings are my favorites.” He pulled her into his arms, hugging her close. Elsa beamed.

Awww I wish I could see an animation of Agnarr hugging little Elsa like this!!

Then I walked her to Elsa and Agnarr so we could have a family hug. “I’m crying because I’m happy.” “Thank you, girls,” I said, nuzzling my face against Anna’s auburn hair before setting her down. “You did good.”

Family hug! I’m so sorry I do not know who created this edit, I saved it ages ago. I love this! And Mari I loved the description of Iduna nuzzling her face against Anna’s auburn hair. Awwwww my heart!! It’s SO REAL!!!

“But someday is a long way away!” Anna sulked, still not moving. “You know I don’t have that kind of—”

You know I don’t have that kind of patience!

“Hey, Anna,” Elsa broke in. “Do you want to build a snowman?”

Elsa asked Anna!!! Elsa asked Anna!!! AAaaahhhhhhh!!!

I watched as she ran toward the door at full Anna speed.

Anna Speed! Oh Mari even in the last few lines you throw in a reference! In Frozen Fever (again) we can see Anna Speed in action! When Elsa gives her her birthday dress, Anna RUNS from the bed to the changing area SO fast that she hits the wall with a BANG! And behind the screen we hear a loud GRUNT from her as she rips off her nightgown rapidly!! I can’t add a video to this mega long post but I did post it here previously! Turn on your sound!!

THANKS SO MUCH MARI MANCUSI!!

And thanks if you read till the end of this mega post!

#elsa #anna #iduna #agnarr #a perfect night #frozen #frozen 2 #disney frozen #disney #dangerous secrets #mari mancusi

[glittering-snowfall]

Taints of Majesty - A Ficlet Written for Elsanna Week

Note: I have wanted desperately to write ficlets for Elsanna Week, but my lack of faith in my own writing has been a crippling me. Tonight, I now present you with this and I hope you will enjoy. Most especially, I hope @pankite @baku-babe @olofahere @yet-another-elsanna-victim @super-mam-te-moc @etrnl-aria-frozen @arendorable @forkanna @canitellusmthin @elsannafondue @spooths @ahallister and @therewillbesparkles will enjoy.

I put my heart into this. As it is my first completed work in a long time, I hope you might comment on this and tell me if you like it. It will make my efforts feel worthwhile. Thank you.

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In the cool of the night, the queen and princess of Arendelle make their way up mountain paths to a secluded hot spring.

Nestled in the moss-green rock, the spring is a place of peace. To rule, royals must bear the weight of their nations’ sorrows, pains, and hopes as peasants bear the weight of sacks upon their backs; but here, Elsa and Anna can find freedom from the burdens of the state. They know they shall return to their realm at daybreak, giving themselves over to the people who need them more than anything. It is their duty, and neither of them reproaches that duty. Until the golden sun pierces the horizon, however, they will live for themselves alone.

Elsa disrobes and sinks into the water, shutting her eyes. The spring burbles in a gentle melody and Elsa lets her mind stray, lets her thoughts begin to melt into the burbling’s steady rhythm… She hears a soft splash – in her dreamy haze, it seems far away – and feels Anna’s warm body press against hers. Anna’s skin is so soft, and warmer than the warmest spring. Elsa moans with pleasure as her sister’s kisses flutter up her shoulder and onto her neck. Her head falls backward at the edge of the pool. Eyes still closed, her world is composed of sensation – sound, sensual touch, and the blur of colors that seem to dance above her shadowed lids.

Anna’s hands roam beneath the water. Elsa’s eyes finally snap open and she lets forth a shuddering gasp – partly in euphoric pleasure, partly in awe of the vision above her.

Her face upturned to the heavens, Elsa beholds the blaze of the Northern Lights – a celestial fire cascading over a celestial sea, its tongues of flame rippling through waves of icy blue. The waves do not purge the brilliant fire, but mingle and streak through it like some reversal of the Red Sea’s parting. Where in Exodus the blue waters were divided, here the great flashes of orange and yellow are split by rushes of turquoise and green. Colors swirl and dance. They die away only to burst forth more vibrantly than before.

The aurora bathes the sisters in its radiance. Elsa, overwhelmed, is half-conscious of the way the lights are reflected in the pool, the way they dance in patterns over Anna’s nude body.

Ecstasy ripples through Elsa, and when she returns to earth, she feels her heart beating like thunder. Beside her, Anna is smiling – smiling and positively glowing.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Anna whispers.

“You’re beautiful,” Elsa murmurs, saying it almost instinctively, for she knows that Anna is beautiful – more beautiful even than the splendor above them both.

Then she kisses Anna deeply, and her own hands slide over Anna’s soft skin once more, finding sweet and tender places to give her exquisite joy.

At last they rest, lying on their bellies and looking upward to get the best view of the lights. Their pale bottoms bob above the warm water, shimmering and winking in the divine glow.

They stay like this for a long while, basking in serenity.

Tomorrow, all of this will be over. They will go down the mountain and be bound to their kingdom once more. But even then, they will have the remembrance of this wondrous night in their hearts.

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WARNING: Punzelsanna continues. NSFW. Anal and breast and foot play and lots more.

NOTE: This is the penultimate chapter. Surprise! I know a lot of you have been waiting too long to see the end and we only hope you won't be too terribly disappointed in the little epilogue!

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This whole situation was as fascinating as it was hot for Jennifer. The way Anna was fervently grinding against her face at least proved she was enjoying having both her girlfriends get her off, even if one of them was now assaulting her ass. Elsa seemed to be liking it, too. With the way she was positioned, her breasts hung directly above Punz's head like tantalising fruit. Her nipples weren't as pronounced as they had been, likely from lack of stimulation and the heat of the sauna, but Punz had little doubt that Elsa was just as aroused as she had been earlier.

With Elsa helping speed Anna along to a messy end, it became harder and harder for the redhead to concentrate on Punz. Not that she was really complaining – she had already had her own delightful finish, and the idea that Anna was deriving pleasure from something so obscene was still a pleasant one. Moving her hands, she left Anna's clit for a moment to better kiss her pussy.

That did put her face a lot closer to the other one working on Anna, but luckily Elsa seemed to be quite the professional in placing bodies in ways that worked for all parties involved. So she kept her focus on her own job, and let Elsa get on with hers.

"What are you… doing back there?" Anna finally managed to pant as her hips rolled, a little at a time. "Feels like… five mouths!"

As Elsa chuckled, Punz chanced another look upward. The sight of those beautiful mounds was doing a lot for her — more than she wanted to admit, given that she didn't really think of herself as a breast woman. But they were calling out to her, gorgeous and heavy… soft… full…

"Go ahead."

"Huh?" she breathed, glancing up at Elsa to see that she had paused in her efforts. Her thumb was now pressing up against Anna's ass, shifting back and forth just enough to keep stimulating her, but her gaze entirely was for Punz at this moment.

"My tits. If you want to play, help yourself. I can take over for you."

"But… I wanted to help Anna with…" With what? Oh, right; her orgasm. "Well… my hand can do a good job of that, too, I guess…"

"What are you guys plotting back there?" Anna asked, and Elsa chuckled. Then when Punz's folds began to disappear downward as she inched along the bench, she said, "Aww… you snooze, you lose, I guess. Should have been- AH! -been doing my part!"

The gasp was from Elsa's tongue pressing against Anna's ass again, going back to work. But Punz had something else she was focusing on now. She had managed to scoot far enough back that even while Elsa was doing something she quite frankly found to be bizarre, she could wrap her lips firmly around one of those gloriously large nipples. The way Elsa responded made it entirely worth it: she let out a low moan of her own, leaning even closer to Punz's lips.

There was something wonderful about breasts, and the multiple ways to appreciate them. She felt so blessed to get to play with one of the greatest pairs she had ever seen.

True to her word, Punz also kept up teasing Anna using her hand. The redhead quivered above her, the combination of her hand and Elsa's tongue between her cheeks. She seemed to enjoy it – particularly the latter part – more than Punz would ever have guessed.

Anna never complained about their sex life, but it wasn't exactly spicy. Punz was self-aware enough to recognise that she wasn't the most adventurous person. She hadn't even been able to buy her own toy! Anna had to do it – online, in an incognito window – and then Punz had just given her the cash for it later! But she hadn't laughed, and for that, Punz was grateful. She doubted that Elsa would, either.

Therefore, she felt it was only fair to indulge the McFly girls in all these kinks – and if that included… butt stuff, well, who was Punz to complain? It wasn't her thing, but it was hot watching Elsa do this to her girlfriend - and there was no denying that she wanted to be part of whatever was going on. She wanted to be nipping at Elsa's breasts, teasing and kissing and loving them.

So she did. Why did they have to be so large and round? So perfect? Of course, they weren't normally like that — they weren't implants, so they had begun to move downward thanks to the gradual effects of gravity, even after the surgeries and treatments had helped perk them back up. But with Elsa in that position, from Jennifer's point of view, it was like they were two perfectly round globes of softness. Without any flaws.

Crazily enough, it was turning her on again. Listening to Anna and Elsa moan, the latter less so but increasing with all the attention her chest was getting, and loving the feeling of the stiff peak against her tongue. She thought this was too much, but she also wanted more. She wanted…

"AH!" Anna was crying out as she reached her end, bucking against Punz's fingers and the mouth plying at her backdoor. Not that she could tell from that angle, but it seemed to be that maybe Elsa had worked her tongue in past the perimeter, but either way it seemed to have worked: Anna came and came hard.

And that was it. Well… it should have been. For some reason, even though the show was over, Punz really didn't feel like stopping. Her hand fell away to simply pet Anna's thigh, but her mouth and other hand were still preoccupied with the weighty deliciousness above.

"Good God," their owner chuckled breathlessly, leaning against Anna's hip as she weathered the attentions. "Someone down there thinks they're going to get a little milk if they try hard enough."

That was enough to rouse Punz, and immediately she released Elsa to sit up, face alight with shame. "O-oh, God... sorry…"

That was a little silly. The fun was over – and surely so was their time in the sauna, right? She looked around, searching for the baggie with Anna's phone in it to check the time. Her search came to a pretty rapid end when Anna moved forward to kiss her on the cheek, and Elsa sat down to sandwich her between the two of them.

"It wasn't a criticism," she began. "It felt nice. If you wanted to continue, I wouldn't stop you."

Biting her lip, Punz glanced between the two women on either side of her. Anna looked giddy and basically the same way she did after a week of celibacy being broken by a good orgasm – or several. Elsa looked happy, true, but she also had an expression on her face and in her eyes that Punz hadn't really seen before today – and one that Anna currently lacked: arousal, with a heaping topping of desire.

She and Anna had figured out their preferences mostly together. Elsa had a good thirty years to know what she liked, and it felt odd asking. Anna would know what she liked, right? And Elsa wouldn't say she was interested if she wasn't.

Decision made, Punz leaned over and down, nuzzling Elsa's generous chest. A hand slowly wove its way through her hair, and she paused only long enough to turn to Anna and say, "Wanna pitch in?"

The smirk was definitely worth it. This was probably a dream come true for the redhead, and for Punz… it wasn't far off.

"Sure, you bet," Anna began. "But I might have a better idea…"

"Yeah?" For a moment, she waited for Anna to tell her the idea, or to show her. When Anna only kept petting Punz's stomach idly, smirking like she had the world's best secret, she finally turned back to see what Elsa was doing. Sure enough, she was also looking a little curiously at her daughter. But deciding they weren't going to find out right away, Elsa turned back to Punz and shrugged.

"Up to you, Jennifer."

So she did what she wanted. Having to turn slightly away from Anna, she curled around Elsa's chest and wrapped her lips around the nearest tit. Her other hand wandered its way up to grasp at the one not occupied, and she more felt than heard Elsa sigh in distant pleasure.

Then she had an idea of her own. Heedless of what Anna was plotting, though curious, she was thinking about something Elsa had said before. So shifting up a little higher, she switched her mouth to the other breast, curling close to Elsa in that way as she sucked and swirled her tongue around it.

"Oh," Elsa breathed with a shaky little laugh. "Are you my baby now? Feeding?" Punz nodded very slightly. "Do you want me to call you 'baby'?" She shook her head, and Elsa grinned. "Alright. Do you want to call me 'Mommy'?"

"I don't want to call you 'Mommy'," Anna joked from where she was shifting around behind her back, and Elsa laughed a little louder at that. Which wasn't something Punz was used to hearing. "Why do you think Punz would?"

"Well, I don't know, do I? She could have an oedipal complex." When she felt a visible cringe from the woman in her arms, she looked down at her with mirth in her eyes. "Sorry. I wouldn't judge either way, obviously."

Letting go of the pebbled nipple, Punz began kissing around the breast instead. "There's no way I'd do this with my mom," she said, every few words punctuated by another kiss, or a scrape of her teeth. Pausing in her exploration, she looked up at Elsa. "Though I guess you are the literal definition of a MILF."

With that bold statement, she went right back to work. Neither Elsa nor Anna knew what to do for a moment; they weren't used to a bold Jennifer Punzel. Elsa, luckily, didn't actually have to do anything but sit there and take what her new "baby" was giving her.

It didn't take Punz long to curl around her again. The closeness was comfortable and comforting. She felt Anna move closer and kiss her once on the forehead before leaning across her to kiss Elsa. As soon as Punz realised what Anna was doing, she doubled her efforts. And when they broke apart, it seemed like a good time for her to follow suit. Give Anna a chance to get in there.

But the redhead didn't. She sat back and just looked at Elsa for a moment. "Today has been a super weird day," she began. "So I think this calls for something a little… special."

"And having two gorgeous young women to take care of me isn't special?" Elsa questioned. She had a lot more control than Punz would have thought possible, especially considering she had just brought two other people to orgasm and yet her own had only just been teased – if that.

"True," Anna chuckled, leaning down to take the other nipple at last. But she clearly wasn't in a position to keep it up very long. Punz went back to work on hers, and Elsa actually did let out a sigh of pleasure at having both suckled at once. Then her daughter pulled off to whisper, "Just turn a little bit for me?"

Elsa didn't even ask. She let Anna's hands manoeuvre her around so that Punz was almost curled up in the corner of the benches and Elsa was turned very slightly in her direction. Anna sat very close to the corner on the neighbouring bench, petting along Jennifer's ass. It felt nice, so she hummed as she laved over the reddened peak.

"You're quite good at that," Elsa admitted with a vague smile. "Either you and Anna have been practicing or you were breastfed a little longer than most children."

"Do you really want me to call you 'Mommy'?" she asked in a whisper, kneading the other breast and dimpling the flesh with her fingers as she manipulated it, tugged and pinched. Trying to give herself something to focus on so she wouldn't panic. "Because it almost s-seems like you do."

"Not really," she chuckled, a little breathless from the stimulation. "But I'd play along if you did."

Punz wasn't sure if she believed her. Still, she didn't really want to turn Elsa into a sexual mother figure; that seemed like a kink better left unexplored. That was Anna's territory and hers alone! She preferred the idea of her as a second girlfriend. Which was crazy enough in and of itself!

But maybe she could "play", as Elsa had put it. Try it on for size just once.

"Mommy has the best tits."

Elsa blinked in surprise, head drawing back a fraction of an inch. Punz felt an irrational sense of triumph; she had done it! Elsa was the one surprised instead of her for once! Not that it really mattered, but she was smiling as she went back to work on the nipple in her mouth, laving and suckling hard, relishing the sensation even more now.

"Well, I really didn't expect you to try it. But… interesting. And I can't say this isn't a fantastic experiOH!"

At first, Punz thought she had accidentally bit down or something, even though she was reasonably sure she hadn't. But then she felt something brushing past her back. Pulling off Elsa, she looked over her shoulder to see Anna was sitting there just as she had been before. So what had she felt?

"Anna Victoria McFly!" Elsa hissed, using a "mom-voice" she had avoided using the entire spa trip. "I told you that I don't… that isn't something I'm interested in!"

Giggling, Anna's leg kept shifting beneath Punz's back; that was the only thing it could be. "And I don't believe you. I think you just convince yourself that you don't since it has such a weird origin story."

When Punz rolled back to look up at Elsa, she could see that her cheeks were flushed much deeper than she'd seen them in a long time. And this was a blush of shame. What was Anna doing to her that flustered her so much? Letting a hand slide down behind her, she couldn't feel anything other than Anna's leg. Was she trying to tickle her? But as her hand kept investigating, it became apparent what Anna was doing.

Or rather, what Anna's foot was doing. Really?! Glancing up, Punz could see Elsa's expression still held that same amount of shame, but now it warred with something else. She looked ill, and yet… still aroused. It could have been to do with the fact that her body still reacted to pleasure, regardless of its source. But if so, why was she ashamed? Was it that her body was reacting to Anna? Or was it because she was actually enjoying this specific activity?

"I feel like that story… must be pretty interesting," Punz said mildly, shifting into a better position. With her free hand, she rubbed along Elsa's stomach as her lips and other hand continued to attack her chest. It was in part an attempt to distract her; if she really didn't want Anna doing what she was doing, then she would put a stop to it.

"Definitely," Anna purred, clearly satisfied with herself. "Would you like to tell her, or should I?"

But Elsa didn't look as amused by the situation. "I'll tell her. You left your shoes behind in 1985, and a footprint on my windshield, and that was all I had left of you for thirty years of loneliness. So I developed an emotional attachment. Are you happy?"

That did get Anna to hesitate, and Punz even felt reprimanded – though she knew in her mind that she was upset with Anna, not her. She looked between the two women, worried about what might happen next.

"You like my feet," Anna insisted once she had recovered, though she wasn't smirking anymore. There was a sobriety in her words beside the arousal now. "I just thought… I'd try this out while Punz was busy with your chest. Because I think you want to – I think you've wanted to play with these for a long time. You just feel like it's 'too weird' or whatever, so you talk yourself out of it."

At that, Elsa sighed and let some of her irritation go. "Those pink heels are the most important thing I own. People are more important to me; you girls, Kristoff, my other children. But as far as material possessions…" She shrugged, looking away. Her cheeks were still quite rosy. "You getting me off with them really complicated my feelings about them, that's for sure."

"You got her off with shoes?!" Punz hissed at Anna, and saw her nod, a little of her former smile returning. "How does that even work?"

"Oh, just like… think about stepping on a cunt with your shoe and just rubbing a lot. It's not like I actually stuck the shoe inside or anything crazy."

"Oh… well, good, I guess. But that still sounds unsanitary!"

"It was through my clothing," Elsa explained, swallowing hard at all the attention being on a topic she didn't want it on. Punz felt for her, and began to kiss her chest again to provide another distraction. "And maybe I'm being kind of childish about this. But I really don't have the fetish you think I do, Anna."

"Then don't call it that," Anna said simply. "But this is a day for trying new things – and you already admitted that the shoes were important. If you decide that it really wasn't for you, then we can stop. I just don't want you to… miss out on something that you might end up really enjoying, just because you think you shouldn't enjoy it to begin with."

"Fine," Elsa said, almost wearily. "But don't expect it to happen again-ngh!"

As soon as permission had been granted, Anna did what she did best: took it and ran with it. Either her toes or the ball of her foot pressed into Elsa – Punz couldn't honestly tell – and Elsa's body obviously enjoyed it. Her nipples had grown harder still, and this was the most overcome with need she had seen the older woman's face since she had known her.

Their eyes met, which only reminded Punz of her own job. Wrapping her arms around Elsa's midsection, she squeezed her tight. A hug, but mostly to enable her lips to trail over and explore every inch of her sweaty flesh. Elsa's skin was soft and salty, and as much as she was distracting the elder woman from Anna's ministrations, Punz felt her own body being wrapped up in the sensations.

Especially when she could hear Elsa release little puffs of air that certainly sounded like she was enjoying what was going on.

Biting her lip, Punz had an idea. Perhaps Anna was right – and Elsa was always able to say no if she wasn't. But if she maybe did like this as much as Anna believed… there was no harm in asking. Kissing her way up Elsa's chest to lave for a moment at her throat, Punz had to pause a moment just to build up her courage. Elsa didn't notice at first – her eyes had slipped shut and she was biting her lip. It almost looked like she was trying not to enjoy it as much as she was. But that would be silly. Clearing her throat, she moved up to nibble at Elsa's ear lobe.

"Do you…" she began in the quietest whisper, before losing her nerve. It was enough to get Elsa's attention, though, and if she maybe looked a little grateful for the distraction, well, Punz wasn't going to judge.

"What is it?"

Swallowing, Punz shrugged. "I just… I have feet, too…"

"Oh, not you, too," she groaned, rolling her eyes.

"Sorry!" Punz backpedaled right away, going back to kissing at her collarbone. "I mean, you can probably tell I don't really know what I'm doing. Is… is this okay?"

Elsa didn't answer right away. Her hand came up to run gently through Punz's hair, reassuring her with actions instead of with words. For a minute or so, things continued in that way: with Elsa resisting the temptation to give into the sensations Anna was delivering to her because of how she was delivering them to her.

Finally, Anna cleared her throat and said, "Hey… Elsa, I can stop. I'm really sorry, this is too much for today, isn't it?"

"No, Anna, I'm sorry," she sighed as she wiped at the sweat on her face. "I didn't mean to dump my emotional baggage on you like that, when you were only-"

"Nah, it's my fault for teasing you. Sometimes I forget how bad those years were for you, and… and that really is my fault, so…"

They were all quiet for a moment. Then Elsa smiled over at Anna. "I know you do. And neither of us wanted those thirty years to happen; they just did. A cruel twist of fate." Then she reached down to pat her shin. "And… I do think you're being a brat about this, but it doesn't feel terrible. You don't have to stop. Just don't tease me about it anymore."

"Got it," Anna said with an actual honest-to-god salute. "Sensitive topic, Miss Mom-Girlfriend, sir." Punz giggled, and Anna's sweaty features changed to a chagrined little smile. "If you're sure…?"

With a smile, though still a little tentative, Elsa opened her legs just a little wider. "Then... step on my pussy, if you must. I'm all yours."

"Ours," Anna corrected, shooting Punz a grin. "You're ours for the moment."

That brought a little bit of reality back to Punz, though surprisingly, it didn't make her feel bad about it. Elsa may or may not have a thing about feet and Anna may or may not have a thing about butt stuff, and both girls may or may not have a thing about older McFlys. And that was okay, and with Anna and Elsa, it was actually fun and exciting. God, if she wanted to try something else that was a little out there, she sincerely doubted that they would have a problem with it. And if she wanted to never do this again, well, that would be okay too. How lucky they all were.

Resuming her quest to cover every inch of Elsa's upper body with kisses, she made special note of that. She was lucky to have Anna, her beautiful, sweet Anna. She was lucky to have Elsa, a woman who could be a mother figure – the kind that her own was not – or a lover, and it was okay that the line was a little bit blurry.

But by that same token, she came to realise that they were lucky to have her, too. And today had been about showing her, proving to her that she was just as valuable to their lives. After thirty years of loneliness, as Elsa had put it, the elder McFly ought to have wanted Anna only for herself. But she didn't. She just wanted Anna to be happy.

That thought alone was more than enough to encourage Punz to redouble her efforts. The peaks of Elsa's nipples stood up so invitingly from her chest, and Punz was helpless to resist returning to them. Whatever Anna was doing was working, and she took a moment just to appreciate the sight.

Elsa still hadn't completely relaxed, but neither did she look like she hated it. A hand gripped the hard surface of the bench and she had her eyes closed. Even to Punz's untrained eyes, she definitely still looked too tense. So, biting the inside of her cheek and hoping that Elsa would react positively, she cupped Elsa's breast with one hand and moved the other to her cheek, and before she could even react, Punz was kissing her softly on the mouth.

A very soft hum was Elsa's only outward acknowledgement of the change in tactics. The part that still scared Jennifer was how easy it was to be with her, even though they had never tried this before today. Almost as if all that time spent with Anna had been "practice" for this new encounter with her mother – which freaked her out every time she thought about it, even if her body had stopped reacting by going into panic mode anymore. Knowing Anna was there took away the guilt she might have felt over being with another woman, and also helped set her at ease, because a good friend was there to help reassure her.

Crazy. It was crazy how natural it felt. Like finally being home.

When Punz felt Anna's hand teasing over her ass again, she was broken from the trance. That was when she noticed her mouth was open, Elsa's tongue was inside and searching for hers, finding it easily. That had happened while she wasn't even aware, so lost was she in thought, in feeling. She had no willpower to fight her off. Only once she felt a slight shiver and squirm did she draw away, gazing up at Elsa and seeing lust there. One of the woman's thighs kept squirming against her side while Anna's knee brushed past her back.

"H-how is it?" she whispered.

"Good," Elsa told her, just as quietly. Her face was flushed, and there was still a hint of shame there even if she had mostly given herself over to the moment. "Just… strange."

"I can barely get in there," Anna told them from behind. Punz tried to picture what was going on below her - and the image of toes trying to tease labia was so wild that she decided to turn her focus back to Elsa's chest instead. "Could you put your leg up or something? Would probably help."

Elsa started to raise the leg further away from them, but it almost caused Punz to fall, and they laughed briefly. Then Punz said, "Oh, here – get your other leg up here. I can hang onto it."

"Is this bench big enough?" But she was already trying it. Punz helped lift it over her body and ducked down as the leg was artfully passed over her, and then wrapped her thighs around it to hold it in place. That would definitely open the elder McFly up a lot more to Anna's teasing.

"There," Punz sighed. "That works, right?" Now that they were secure in the new position, she reached a hand up to start caressing over one of Elsa's breasts again. This time, she did relax; not a huge amount, but enough to be noticeable, especially compared to earlier. One hand came to rest on Punz's back, rubbing gently at the skin as she let out little sighs and gasps.

All in all, it looked like she was enjoying this, but it still seemed as though she disagreed with what was actually giving her pleasure. Punz felt, more than saw, Elsa's free hand disappear downward, and assumed that it was in order to hurry herself along. The choked groan seemed to prove so. But then Anna let out little noise of her own and it was impossible not to pause and look.

While the hand on Punz's back dusted against the skin, Elsa's other hand between her legs held right to Anna's foot, thump digging into the sole with her fingers against the top. Seemed she enjoyed it a little more than she wanted to let on if she was actualy holding it in place now.

Swallowing, Punz leaned up a little to kiss Elsa's chest. "You know," she began softly, sincerely, "my offer still stands. If you want…"

"What?" Elsa asked dazedly. A little too absorbed in what she was doing and having done to her to fully focus. Meanwhile, Anna did something between a giggle and a moan due to the massage she was getting as a way of Elsa controlling the stimulation against her most sensitive area.

That was when Punz began to have second thoughts. Maybe it wasn't feet – maybe it was just Anna's feet. After all, that had been part and parcel of the explanation given: she only had foot-related things to remember her by once she vanished into the future. A story that still seemed crazy, but too crazy not to be true.

So for a moment, she went back to playing with Elsa's nipples because it was honestly fun for both of them. More than Punz expected. Of course Elsa liked being stimulated there, but she hadn't thought she would want to play with them this much; she never did with Anna. It was true that Anna's breasts weren't this huge, and most of the time she enjoyed focusing on her face, on bringing her pleasure and receiving it in return. So that made sense. This was almost like…

Elsa let out a particularly sultry moan, and that was when she realised. This was porn. Even though she'd never looked at porn in her life, this was basically it.

The pink nub fit in her mouth so well, felt incredible sliding over her tongue… satisfying. So was the weight of it, the softness. Even though she knew logically it was alright, she felt so perverse doing this! Being with a woman more than twice her age, related to her girlfriend, all of it felt both thrilling and wrong. And then there was the "Mommy" thing they had brought up. She hated to think they were right, but… what if some primal part of her brain still craved that from her childhood? It could be true. Maybe it didn't apply to her, but it could.

After all, it wasn't like her own mother was actually all that great. She hadn't been the worst, but she most certainly hadn't acted like a parent most of the time. She cared only as much as she had to, preferring to spend her time judging Jennifer's grades or appearance. Pretty much every aspect of her life.

But even though Elsa and Anna's familial relationship was a little… warped, it was still plain to see that they loved and respected each other, first and foremost. Punz had the advantage of knowing the two of them before they realised who they were to each other, and that relationship was something she had longed for in her own family life. And never received.

That being said, she now had a place to call home of her own. And this wasn't something she wanted to analyse further; no, right now, simply the feeling of having Elsa writhe beneath her, because of her, was enough. Perhaps Anna could shoulder most of the blame for that, but it was undeniable that Punz was helping.

Maybe that was why it felt like porn, too. There were so many taboo things going on that it was hard to keep track.

"Oh, Anna," Elsa moaned, cutting through the swamp of her thoughts about too many things. She never could have predicted that having a breast at her mouth so she couldn't talk would make her mind wander so much.

"Yes?" There was definitely a slight smugness in Anna's tone. Sure, she was trying to keep it from being too bad because Elsa was sensitive, but she had been right: her mother was enjoying this.

"N-nothing."

"Go on," she urged her, and Punz could feel the leg shifting against her side. "You know it's just us in here. Anything you want to say, or try… it's all good."

For a few seconds, Elsa just kept up what she had been doing, and Punz really wondered if that was going to be it. So she redoubled her efforts on the breasts, squeezing and tugging as she laved them all over. Not that she fully knew what she was doing, but their owner didn't seem to mind in the slightest if her panting was any indication.

Then she moaned, "More… it's… s-so good…"

It was impossible to tell who Elsa was talking to. Not that it stopped either of the girls from trying harder. While Punz couldn't do much extra, she could ensure that what she was doing was enough. At the same time, she knew that Anna was a little less lost than she when it came to pleasing Elsa, and she used that knowledge to her advantage. For whatever reason, it was still taking them longer to get Elsa off than either had probably assumed. Surely they had to be running out of time by now; they needed to pick up the pace.

"Do you really want more, Elsa?" Anna asked. She gave a particularly hard thrust at the same time, causing Elsa to gasp and then moan before even attempting to respond.

When she did, it was a simple, "Please…"

"Tell us," Punz urged. "Tell me what you want." But still, Elsa didn't give voice to her desires. She really did seem to be enjoying their actions, and maybe she could ride them all the way to her climax, even if it was taking a little while longer than the others.

Punz was also having a hard time ignoring how this was affecting her. Feeling those fantastic breasts under her lips and tongue, in her hands, listening to Elsa moan and Anna egg her on. Hell, even the two different hands on her back and two different legs pushing into her body…

That gave her an idea. "Here," Punz whispered, hiking Elsa's leg up a bit higher. Which had an effect neither of them had expected.

"OH!" Elsa gasped. "Jennifer, that's you… on my…" She swallowed, and she looked up just in time to see the elder woman staring down at her in mild surprise before she looked away, thoroughly embarrassed.

"Sorry! It was… an accident…" It was; she was only aiming to open Elsa's legs up further for Anna to pleasure her. However, seeing the reaction made her want to try a little more. The arch of the foot sliding against her wetness didn't do much for her personally — or at least, not because it was a foot. But it was warm skin belonging to another woman, and that was definitely welcome.

"O-oh… was it?"

Swallowing, Punz kissed the side of her breast. "Yeah… but if you want me to keep going…" She began to grind on Elsa a little more deliberately, a soft moan slipping from her throat.

More than a way to get her own release, this was a way to show Elsa that it was okay. That if she could find pleasure from something that didn't have any emotional attachment, then it was more than okay for Elsa to do the same. So, grinding down, she let loose another moan, this one louder than the others. She heard a soft, "Fuck," from behind her that was definitely Anna; in response, she just opened her legs a little wider, reaching down to grab Elsa's ankle and hold it in place.

It seemed as though both Elsa and Anna slowed down their own ministrations just to watch her. Punz's actions weren't hard or violent – in fact, it was rather smooth as she rolled her hips, grinding gently against the foot of her girlfriend's mother.

"You feel so good, Elsa," she managed to gasp out, before biting her lip. Whether it was her words or the action, it had an unexpected, but not undesired, result: Elsa pressed back. Her ankle lifted up and against Punz's core, wrenching a choked cry as it slipped through her wetness, applying pressure to where she needed it most.

She wasn't going to last long, but that was okay. Now only using her grip on Elsa's foot to steady it, Punz let herself tip forward again to resume her caresses of Elsa's breasts. This time, Elsa responded with a lot more vigour than she had previously, and Anna was capitalising on it, it seemed. Behind her, Punz could sense her girlfriend moving harder. It jostled Elsa just enough to provide a little bit of extra friction against Punz.

Her original assessment was right: she wasn't going to last long at all. Being stimulated herself and helping to stimulate Punz in return, both using this forbidden technique that seemed to give her both shame and great satisfaction, Elsa came hard all over her daughter's insistent toes. Punz stopped her own actions for a moment as she witnessed it, purely to watch this calm, controlled woman lose all control. It was magnificent.

Once she began to calm again, Punz kissed and sucked at one of her nipples for a moment, hips moving again. She privately wanted to have a mouth or some fingers down there, but this wasn't nearly as bad as she'd been expecting; just something to grind against. She had done that with stuffed animals as a little girl. If Elsa and Anna wouldn't think any less of her, then she was just fine finishing herself off that way.

Of course, her girlfriends had other plans.

"Hey," Anna chuckled, petting up and down her back. "Come on, you don't have to hit numero dos that way. Sit up." Punz obeyed. She was sad to feel Elsa's leg leave her, but her brain was in a fog; she would do whatever anyone told her, more or less.

"Mmm," Elsa sighed as she immediately curled around her and let a hand fall in her lap, tracing fingers along her slit without any foreplay. They were past that now.

"Elsa?"

"Thank you, Jennifer. That was… most exquisite." Her legs wrapped around one of Punz's as she worked at her, and Punz let her eyes close — but they flew open when she felt two other legs wrapping around the free one a moment later. "Hello, Anna."

"Hey, guys," she said in a feigned casual voice, hand drifting up to caress over Punz's chest. Having both of them play with her this way at the same time was very nice, and she smiled. "Ooh, I think she likes it."

She wanted to let out a smart quip or something, but it was easy to decide against it: she didn't want to ruin the moment. Besides, she had never thought of herself as especially funny.

Now they had come full circle. Today was about Jennifer, or so they said, and now they weren't going to let her forget it. Feeling Elsa at her front and Anna at her back would be a dream come true if she ever let herself dream of it in the first place. So when Elsa's thumb grazed her clit, the same moment that Anna's fingers found her nipples and squeezed gently, she couldn't help the gasp that slipped from her lips. Neither could she prevent the moan that followed. Anna scooted closer – if that were even possible! – and the sensation of her girlfriend at her back only sped along her climax.

She knew what she wanted, but it felt wrong to ask for more. Not when Elsa and Anna were already giving it their all. For a while, only her gasps and groans filled the air. Her orgasm came close, but she was never quite tipped over the edge – a frustration for all of them.

"What do you need, love?" Elsa asked gently, while Anna was biting her earlobe. She squeezed just a little harder, but that wasn't it. And now that she asked, Punz knew she should be able to answer. They had already explored Elsa's kink so there was no harm in voicing her own.

But that was a lie, and she knew it. Elsa's was personal and private to her. But what Punz wanted, right now, it would throw both Elsa and Anna back into a position she doubted they would appreciate. She just bit her lip and shook her head and chased after an orgasm that seemed to be getting further and further away.

That is, until Elsa spoke again. Her words were soft and gentle – soothing, but not like Anna would soothe her.

"It's okay, baby girl. Mommy's here."

Immediately, she felt silly. Childish. She wanted to crawl away from them and hide, but she knew she could never do it; not with them on either side of her, making her feel so good. Not that she wanted to admit how she felt about that word. This sensation was brand new to her, and she wanted a chance to think about it before…

Before what? Neither of them would ever tell a soul. They weren't mean like that. If she couldn't trust Elsa and Anna after all of this, then she really couldn't trust anybody. And that wasn't the kind of person Jennifer Punzel was.

"Mommy wants you to come," Elsa was saying now, in the same gentle tone. Over her shoulder, she noticed Anna wince, a little less comfortable with this type of play but not so offended that she was fleeing from the sauna. "Can you do that?"

"I-I…" Swallowing hard, she looked away. "I want to… it f-feels so good…"

"Can you do it?" Elsa pressed a little more, tipping up Jennifer's chin with her other hand to stare down into her eyes. "It sounds so good when you come. Do it now."

Swallowing hard, completely unable to believe what she was doing, she whispered, "Y-yes, Mommy." A vision of her own mother swam into her memory, but luckily it was very easy to waft that away. To replace it with Elsa.

"Very good, Jennifer," she told her with a smile. "Here…"

And then she began to thrust a finger inside of her, hoping to coax her orgasm there faster. That was definitely doing the trick; the head of steam she had lost was building back up at an incredible speed.

As her hips rolled, she moved closer to Elsa – not on purpose, but she wouldn't deny that she wanted to be closer. It didn't help that Anna seemed to be pushing her forward, either, the pressure against her back getting harder, heavier, with each passing moment. As soon as she was close enough, Elsa leaned down to kiss her on the cheek. Her fingers never stopped moving.

"Good girl," she said against the soft skin of Punz's face. "Nearly there…"

"Ngh!" She tried to bite back the groan, but the sheer force of it ensured that some entered the air between them. Before she even realised what was happening, Punz's arms were wrapped around Elsa, head pressed against the older woman's chest. There was no urge to begin pleasuring her, if only because there wasn't room in Punz's mind for anything other than the fantastic pressure inside her, and Elsa's words, washing over her. She was so close!

But as always, Elsa knew exactly what she needed. With a precise thrust, she kissed the top of Punz's head and said, "Mommy's so proud of you. Come for me."

That was enough to break her, to have her tip over the edge and into the burning inferno that was her orgasm. The dampness on her face wasn't only from the sauna, and she had no say in what her body did afterward. Jerking gently against Elsa's fingers, still inside of her, seemed alright for now. Anna's hand drew lazy circles against her stomach, running up and over her breasts occasionally – not to tease, but rather to help bring her in for a gentle landing. Every part of her felt on fire, and she couldn't build up the strength or courage to either open her eyes or lift her head from Elsa's luxurious chest, where she had screamed with pleasure for longer than she wished were true.

And just like that, the shame began to wash over her, dousing her body in a cool chill that was so out of place.

"No, no," Elsa soothed her gently the moment she felt Punz shiver, actually sounding less motherly now that she had finished teasing her. Interesting. "Listen. Don't feel like you've done anything wrong, okay?"

"B-but… but I let y-"

"Shhh." Punz was only too glad to let herself be shushed; she hadn't known what she was going to say, anyway. "Anna and I are here for you. We don't ever have to do this again if you decide it's not for you, but please don't feel like you made a mistake. You just… let yourself have some fun."

Jennifer so badly wanted to accept that as the truth. But how could she? Essentially, she had used the word "Mommy" as a sexual conduit through which to get off a second time in one day. Channeled some lingering feelings of abandonment from her own mother into what they did in the sauna. It was sick and wrong.

"Punz?" Anna whispered into her neck. "Seriously, you okay? I… I really didn't mean for this to end up, y'know, as a three-way. But Elsa's right; it can just be a one-time thing if that's what you want, and we'll never push you to try it again. Swear to God."

Her cheeks were wet when she sat up a little straighter, but she didn't push either woman away. "I… you don't think it's f-fucked up? That I did this whole breastfeeding thing on your mom, a-and she had me call her 'Mommy', and… I think I'm losing it!"

Two pairs of arms were instantly around her, both women comforting her. Little by little, she began to feel less panic, even if she still was disgusted with herself. At least she could be disgusted with good friends surrounding her.

"It's not fucked up," Anna assured her. "A little different, sure, but if it's something that felt good for you, and it didn't hurt us in any way, then what's the problem?"

"But I–" she started, "I was so disgusted when you first told me what was g-going on with you two, and now-"

"And now you don't know what to think," Elsa finished for her. Punz nodded her head, feeling pathetic. "Jennifer, tell me. Was it the roleplay that you enjoyed, or the words themselves?"

Lifting her head, eyes still a little red, Punz looked at Elsa. Confusion had setting between her eyebrows, and she wasn't entirely sure what Elsa was asking. "I… I liked it all…" she said. Was that what Elsa wanted to hear?

It seemed not. The elder McFly gave a soft smile and said, "I know you did. But I suppose… what gave you the most pleasure? Pretending there was a mother-daughter relationship between us, or me praising you?"

Oh. That wasn't as easy to answer – and perhaps it should have been. Shouldn't she know what she liked and disliked about sex already? How was it that Elsa was so experienced when she hadn't had a serious relationship with a girl… ever? Swallowing, she tried to put her thoughts into words. Anna's presence at her back was a comfort, and she found herself leaning into it more.

"I… liked pretending with you…" she started. "I liked touching you and k-kissing you. But I think my body liked it more when you were calling me… calling me a good girl. Telling me I was doing really good. B-but I also think that maybe because we were… playing… I reacted to it stronger. I don't, I don't know…"

"That's kind of what I thought. If I were to make a guess… I think you just needed to be 'shocked' into that second orgasm. Mother-daughter play is high on your list of taboos, and the wrongness of trying it was thrilling. And I understand that, Jennifer; getting off the second time can be a lot harder than the first."

"Yeah," she breathed in relief. "That's totally it!"

"However, you may still actually have a 'Mommy' kink," Elsa said with a slight smirk. "But it definitely doesn't have to mean you want to do anything with your own mother. For some people, they're totally unrelated. I once knew a woman who had a Daddy kink, and she has a great, completely non-sexual relationship with her father. She just liked that element of taboo in her sexual activities."

Punz could have done without that part of Elsa's help. Still, it was nice to know that if indeed she was into that kind of thing, it didn't have to mean she would end up like Elsa and Anna. Not that it was bad for them, but it wouldn't be good for her specifically.

As she was nodding, Anna kissed her shoulder and whispered, "And most of us have a thing about boobs, because of breastfeeding. Like, I love her boobs, too. And yours! And you're not my mom."

"Thanks for clarifying that I'm not your mom," Punz laughed, and the other two chuckled as well. As she snuggled into Elsa's chest and felt Anna doing the same against the back of her neck, she smiled and whispered, "And… yeah, I guess you guys are right. This is all just super new for me."

"It's new for us all," Elsa assured her gently. "And it certainly yielded some rather… interesting results."

"Mmmm…"

Punz was more than prepared to just rest between the two McFlys for a few more minutes – recover some of her strength – when a rather odd and unwelcome noise sounded throughout the room. It took a couple seconds for Anna to move away and find it: an alarm.

"Ugh," she groaned, not bothering to return to her position behind the girls. "That's it, party's over. Our hour's up."

"An hour?" Punz hissed. "What the- we did not do- do that for an hour!"

Turning back to look at Elsa, she was met with a not-unkind smirk. "Pretty good for an old lady, eh?"

Punz just stared at her, looking a little lost for a moment before she turned to Anna. "That's longer than you and I have ever-"

"Tch-tch-tch, hey!" Anna interrupted. Too late: Elsa was already giggling. It was light and there was no malice in it. Still, it seemed like Anna's pride had been wounded, and she pouted until both girlfriends beckoned her back over to them.

"Guess the old lady has some things to teach us, then," Punz suggested gently. An apology and an invitation, all in one. It broke Anna out of her embarrassed funk, and she looked at Punz with something akin to excitement on her face.

"Really?"

"Well… if she doesn't go senile, and I don't check myself into a psych ward, I don't think I'd mind…"

"Don't get too excited," Elsa laughed. "I'm not some BDSM queen who's going to put you through your paces. Just… yeah, I've done this a few times before."

"With two girls?"

Anna's mother shrugged as she pulled on her swimsuit. It seemed she had brought it after all, just had shucked it off once in the sauna before Punz ever entered. "No, but I've been with far more than two in total. That has to count for something. Plus…"

As the others also struggled into their clothes, Anna asked, "Plus?"

"Well… alright, so Kristoff and I did try a threesome once."

"WHAT?!"

"We were trying to navigate the murky waters of my sexuality," she chuckled with a little wave of her fingers, as if sexuality and magic spells were synonymous. "So we thought, hey, this is one way for us to see where that leads. I was already a little less interested in sleeping with him and it was more or less a last-ditch attempt to see what might work. It… went alright, but we decided not to repeat the experiment."

The completely appalled look on Anna's face made Jennifer giggle. Though she did feel a little guilty; it wasn't her parents being discussed and she should have been more sensitive.

"Less interested- oh my god. Was I- was I born yet?" Her voice turned to a hushed whisper before she threw her hands up. "Nope, never mind, I take it back. I don't want to know. Yuck!"

"Anna," Elsa began seriously, suddenly locking eyes with her daughter. "Do you… when you left, did you honestly believe that whatever had brought Kristoff and I together would last? Would be enough to maintain a marriage? After the things you showed me… knowing who I was, did you leave believing that it would all be fine and dandy?"

This time the discomfort on Anna's face was less to do with the insinuations of her parents having sex, and she looked away. "I wanted you to forget about me."

"Well, I couldn't. Maybe if I'd never met you I could have repressed everything – by your accounts, I did, and it made me wretched. But this life was good. Even if I did some things that in hindsight I probably should not have attempted. Your father and… well, someone else. Hmm. Though Kristoff certainly enjoyed it…"

And just like that she broke the tension. She was also no longer naked, either, and both Anna and Punz rushed to follow her.

"I really am sorry," Anna said again as they left the sauna. Punz wasn't sure if she was cold when the cooler air hit them, but there was no denying that it was refreshing. "Like, I'm always going to be sorry for the pain I caused you."

"You really don't have to keep apologising," Elsa sighed, drifting over to catch Anna around her shoulders and pull her in tighter against her side. "Just… I want to be realistic about how things transpired and what I felt at the time. Truthful. But that doesn't mean I'm still upset or needing you to say you're sorry for what's in the past. Everything turned out for the best."

"I gotta agree," Punz added as she hugged her from the other side.

"Well… oh, I know you're right. Just still a little surprised that I made such a big difference when I was just… trying to get out of there without ruining your lives too much."

Elsa kissed the top of her head. "Nothing was ruined. Just… changed. For the best."

"Yeah… for the best."

~ o ~

It didn't take the three women long to shower off and change back into their normal clothes. As they left the spa, they confirmed where they would be having dinner and tried to make plans for the rest of the day.

"We should go see the new Marvel movie," Anna suggested. "There's gotta be some theatres around here somewhere."

"Do we really need to be alone in a dark, distracting room?" Elsa asked. The wink she shot at Punz showed that she wasn't serious, but that didn't mean it wasn't a valid question. After all, what they had just spent the morning doing wasn't exactly typical.

"I think we need food first," Punz piped up.

"Aww, but-" Before she could even finish her sentence, Anna's stomach let out the most horrendous growl. All three of them stopped to stare at it for a second. The silence was broken by an incredibly unladylike snort from Punz, and then it was only a few seconds before Elsa joined in with her own giggle. When Anna's stomach did it again, it just made the both of them laugh louder until Anna joined in.

"Well," Elsa said, wiping her eyes. "I guess that answers that. Food first, otherwise we may not even hear the movie!"

"Hey! I'll have you know-mmm…"

This time her words were cut off not by her stomach, but by Punz, leaning in to kiss her. It was soft and chaste and she pulled away after a few seconds. Elsa kept walking towards the car, but this wouldn't take long.

"Thank you," she said. "Today has been amazing. All of it, not just the happy ending. You made me feel… really special, and I'm never going to forget it."

Anna's face softened into a sweet smile, and she wrapped her arms around Punz in a hug. "You're worth it. But I didn't plan it alone. Elsa helped with a lot of it."

"Well, I guess I'll have to thank her, too. Race ya!"

And just like that she was off, barreling towards Elsa and the car. When she arrived, she paused for a moment, hands clasped in front of her, until Elsa turned to look. Then she wrapped her arms around Elsa's midsection in a chaste hug that only lasted a few seconds.

"Thank you," she said earnestly. "I just told Anna this, but today has been really… it's been something else. In a good way. And you helped me get over a lot of my hang-ups, and I'm so glad you're here!"

"You're very welcome, Jennifer," Elsa answered with a huge grin, petting over her fuzzy brown hair and kissing her forehead. "You are most definitely worth it."

A second later, when Anna tackled the two women, they all burst into laughter that continued once they were in the car. And really, it continued into the rest of their day.

To Be CONCLUDED…

#fractal the future #fruipit #elsanna fanfiction #forkanna writes #elsanna #jess the writer

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WARNING: NSFW. Punzelsanna content (Elsa/Anna/Jennifer Punzel).

NOTE: Wow, did not intend to post this almost exactly one month after the last chapter. But hey, that's kinda fun! I hope you all enjoy Anna's birthday celebration (which, also very coincidentally, happened right after my own). See you with another chapter very soon!

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John did make the time to stop by the following week. Anna had been out with Punz, but she heard all about it when she got home. That really was the best news she could have expected. She found herself smiling the whole while they were having that conversation, even if it felt a little too early for celebration. But it was a step in the right direction.

Wendy didn't come around until after Christmas break was over and done with. Anna and Punz were already back in classes, and she only heard through a call from her dad that Wendy had stopped by to mend fences, and been highly distressed that she had missed her chance…

Since Elsa was already gone. Just as she had promised, once the holiday was over with, she hopped into the time machine and fast-forwarded another month. Again, from her father, Anna heard that Doc Pabbie had rigged up her phone so that the call would originate from somewhere overseas - a simple matter for anyone who'd heard of a VPN before, much less an actual scientist - and Elsa talked to her eldest daughter that way. Then checked in with John, as well. Then… gone again.

It was sad that Anna didn't get to see her during that visit, but it couldn't be helped. Her mother seemed determined to hold herself to that self-imposed policy that she and Anna had to eventually be closer in age if she was going to let herself enjoy their relationship. So when month after month slipped by, she wasn't surprised not to really hear from her mother.

Until the middle of March. Anna's nineteenth birthday.

Through pure chance, it fell on a Saturday, so she and Punz spent the day together, able to freely ignore the demands of classes. They had planned to see a movie and go out to dinner. And it was nice, it was, but on the drive home Anna couldn't help the little bead of sadness that kept pestering the back of her mind.

It felt… weird, not seeing Elsa on this particular date. Or hearing from her. And while she absolutely appreciated Jennifer and everything they did that day – everything that she had done to make her birthday special, like the incredible girlfriend she was – it was still depressing not to hear from her mother at all, and it weighed on her.

Clearly Punz knew. Anna tried not to drag her down, because she didn't want Punz to think she didn't love spending time with her, but she could still tell when Anna wasn't feeling completely okay. Maybe she had known that if Elsa didn't contact her then Anna would feel down, because when they got back to the dorm, there was a surprise waiting that Anna never would have guessed.

Or rather, wouldn't have guessed all of it. She had hoped – and to a certain degree, expected – they would have the traditional birthday sex at some point in the day. The thought that Punz would take it further than she ever had before didn't even cross Anna's mind. Punz was gorgeous and sweet and so, so receptive. Not passive, just… reactionary.

So when she pushed Anna onto the bed, moving to sit astride her as she pulled her shirt off, it was the most heavenly surprise.

"You're mine tonight," she said, leaning forward to capture Anna's lips in a possessive display of power. The quick view Anna had of the extra-lacy bra was enough to get her heart pumping. Any remaining thoughts of Elsa temporarily slipped beneath the waves of her own arousal.

"What does that mean?" she found herself whispering a short time later, as her own body was shucked of its trappings. "Do you… want me to call you 'master' or something?"

Punz flashed her a dark smile. One Anna could tell was completely pretend, but she appreciated all the same; this girl didn't have a sinister bone in her whole body. "Hmm, I like the sound of that. What about 'Miss Punzel'?"

Though privately, Anna felt weird about that because she used to call Jennifer's mother that sometimes, but she more often called her "Mrs. P" so it wasn't as odd as it could have been. So she simply nodded and whispered, "Miss Punzel, you're trying to seduce me."

"Oh, so now I'm your mom and you're me, huh?" Then she wrinkled her nose briefly. "Wait… that doesn't work, because your mom seduced you, not me. Nevermind, my Graduate metaphor totally fell apart."

"It's okay," Anna laughed. Privately, she thought Punz was a failure as a Dom, but she didn't want her to be a Dom. She wanted to be with her girlfriend - even if that meant playing their roles a little longer, just for fun. So she cleared her throat and started over: "Miss Punzel… what are you going to do to my body?"

Jennifer bit her lip for a long moment, eyes sweeping up and down her half-stripped form. "Mmm… anything I want. And there are a lot of things, little Anna."

"Little?!"

The outburst, minor though it was, allowed Anna to see a glimpse beyond the dominant act Punz was putting on; it made her shirk back, just a little; made her eyes slip from where they looked into Anna's. Made her look…

Scared. That really shouldn't have been a surprise to Anna at all. This was so far from the realm that they usually explored – or rather, the realm that Jennifer usually took charge of. If there was any roleplaying to be done, Anna orchestrated the entire affair. Punz was doing this purely to make her happy. Stepping beyond the bounds of her own comfort zone to do something she knew Anna enjoyed.

Anna had to kiss her for that. Then she had to divest Punz of the rest of her clothing just so she could look at her. Of course, it was the lacy red bra that held her attention the most, but she did make sure to appreciate the matching pair of panties that clothed Punz's glorious behind.

It was then that she remembered that Punz was supposed to be in control; how easily she handed it over! As fun as it would be to turn the tables, it was also glaringly obvious that her girlfriend had a plan; so, leaning forward and letting her hands caress the skin of Jennifer's thighs, Anna whispered, "Tell me what you want, Miss Punzel."

The small whimper Punz let out was delicious, but she was quick to regain control. "On the bed. Naked. Now. Right now." Okay, perhaps not as in control as she intended, but that was okay. This was new to the both of them.

But just as Anna was removing her shirt, there came an unwelcome interruption from the door. The worst part wasn't that someone was trying to get in; it was that they were succeeding. At the first thump, Anna had dreaded a stranger either calling out "Sorry!" or someone knocking and asking if they were in. Unfortunately, instead they heard the sound of a key scraping in a lock.

"Shit!" Punz whispered frantically. "The RA!"

At least it wasn't the RA, or anyone else on staff. In the darkened room, they could make out a blonde head peeking through the door, joy dancing in her eyes. Once the door swung a little wider, the eyes turned from amused to shocked.

"OH! O-Oh my GOD!"

"Elsa!" Anna hissed under her breath, trying to pull the sheet over hers and Punz's bodies and failing completely; it was pinned down by her own weight. "What are- did you- maybe KNOCK or something?!"

"Sorry!" she hissed, edging into the room and closing the door behind her. "Girls, I'm very sorry, I didn't- the lights were out, I thought I could surprise you before you got back from… well, from wherever you were!"

"Well consider me surprised!" Anna called out. There was still anger and disbelief in her tone, but that wasn't the only thing; once Anna had stopped trying to cover herself, it was easy to see how pleased she was. Her mother hadn't forgotten her birthday, after all.

"I'll come back in… in an hour?" she asked. It was too dark to make out her expression. Punz just sat atop Anna awkwardly – at least she wasn't facing the door. But even after offering, Elsa made no move to leave. Punz twisted her head a little, just to observe the older woman. Elsa's gaze was glued to Anna – in fact, Punz was certain that if she hadn't been there, Elsa would have stalked forward and done… well, exactly what she had been trying to do.

Hand shaking and voice trembling, she reached out to gently palm one of Anna's breasts. "If that's what Anna wants." God her voice sounded so frail, and it was nearly drowned out by Anna's gasp.

"I really am sorry," Elsa breathed, reaching over to set a couple of things on one of their desks. In the darkness, it was hard to tell what they were. "You can get on with whatever you were doing before, and I'll… catch you another time. Happy birthday, Anna."

The fact that Anna was about to let her go, without chasing after her for once, seemed to light a fire under Punz. Elsa had actually turned the doorknob and pulled it already when she squeaked, "Wait!"

"Hm?"

"Wait, Mrs… Elsa. I, um, I wanted to ask… to ask, um, what are you here for? Just like, because I know you didn't… that this wasn't on purpose, so what were you…"

After a few seconds when there had been no interruption of the sentence, she shrugged and whispered, "You're right, I wasn't trying to... interrput. I was just going to surprise Anna, but I think you have that covered!"

"She does," Anna said in deference to Punz. "But I mean, thank you. Seriously! It's just… y-yeah, we were in the middle of something."

"Of course! I completely understand."

"But you can come back in… an hour or two, and we can go out for ice cream or something like that. Right, Punz?"

But a very thoughtful look was on Punz's face. Not that Anna could see much in the darkness, but she had a feeling Punz was still blushing, and could almost feel her breath coming faster in some kind of panic. It worried her, until she whispered, "Yeah. I mean, you could stay now, too, if you wanted. Anna definitely wants you here, I think."

"No, no, I wouldn't want you two to stop for my sake," Elsa tried to laugh it off. She had stopped moving towards the door though – an invitation for Punz to continue, perhaps, or an indication that she didn't really want to leave, either. Maybe both.

"Who says we have to stop?" Punz shot back. Anna could hear the defensiveness lacing her tone, as much as it was shaking from anxiety, but she was more distracted by the words. And her own arousal. If Punz meant what Anna thought she meant, then…

Swallowing, Anna lifted herself up onto her elbows. She was still naked from the waist up, and the knowledge that both people in the room were aware of that fact… well, it certainly wasn't making her arousal fade.

"Wait, Jen," Anna began. "Do you mean like– we keep going? With Elsa still there?!"

Truth be told, it was something she hadn't considered. This was already weird enough – no need to make it weirder by inviting her girlfriend to have to confront it face-to-face. There was so much 'nope' already for any typical person to handle. But then, if Punz was offering – was okay with doing what she suggested, and Elsa okay with it, as well, then Anna saw no reason to argue. The longer she thought about it, the more appealing it was. But could either of them really be okay with that?

The best part was that even though she had asked a question, Punz didn't feel the need to verbally respond. She knew Anna's body – knew all its little signs and indications. So when she placed her hand on Anna's chest, gently rubbing circles against a pert nipple, it was more than enough of an answer.

Anna groaned and Elsa murmured a heated, "Oh goodness," and stumbled over to the unused bed on the other side of the room, sitting down heavily. As if she had sea legs.

"What's the matter?" Punz said, still sounding somehow both petulant and taunting. "You can't act like you've never seen her like this before."

"It's not that," Elsa assured her in a raspy voice. "Well… it'll sound silly to admit that I felt a little weak in the knees. I really should get up and shut the door, though…"

A thrill of dread shot through Anna's stomach. The door was still very slightly open; just a crack, so anyone walking past wouldn't see much. But they might hear something. After a split second's indecision, she scrambled out of the bed and shot toward it, practically slamming it shut.

"That's one solution," Elsa chuckled, a little amazed at the situation they found themselves in. Anna could relate.

"Good. Now, um… where were we?"

Punz stood from the bed. "I'll make this really easy for you, Anna." For a moment, she was afraid that her girlfriend would move to the door and leave, and that would be that. A horrible conversation to have the next day that would involve a lot of regrets and maybe some shouting.

But instead, she moved to the bed where Elsa sat and plopped down right next to her. Even in the low light, it was easy to see how much she was shaking as she looped her hand around Elsa's waist – prompting the elder woman to let out a quiet yip of pure surprise – then patted her own lap with the other.

"Come get your present, Anna."

The tremble was evident in her voice, too, but it seemed she genuinely wanted to go through with this. After all, she had always thought Jennifer was one of the bravest people she knew - and not because she was never scared. But because she could always push through that fear when it was important. Anna's eyes flickered over to Elsa, who was sitting stock-still as though any motion would send Punz scurrying for the hills.

"Well? Come on, Birthday Girl, it's not gonna wait around forever."

Smirking to herself, Anna finally began moving forward. Punz wasn't very convincing, but it wasn't like she didn't want whatever was going to happen. Her two favourite women were offering her a dream situation; she had to at least see if it would lead anywhere. Straddling Punz's lap, though, she had a brief moment of doubt.

"Wait, was my present this? Or was it… y'know, you?"

As soon as she asked, though, it became obvious that it had been a very stupid question. Punz froze, and her face darkened; this did not seem like a good blush, though. It didn't take a genius to figure out why Punz suddenly seemed so unsure of herself. Anna wasn't sure how to break the spell she cast, but it seemed she didn't have to.

Or rather, she could rely on someone else. Elsa, having been silently watching them for the past few minutes, made a very slow, deliberate motion as she moved her arm around Punz's side. It came to rest between her shoulders and her waist, but the real surprise was the tender, if platonic, peck she placed on Punz's forehead. Here was Mrs McFly, housewife and mother.

"Well, go on. Give her this present you keep talking about." And there was the hint of Elsa, the closeted teenage lesbian with the raging hormones to rival literally anyone of the 80s, who had grown into a cunning cougar over the course of thirty years. The woman Anna loved more than her own mother.

"Jeepers," was all Punz could make herself breathe. Instantly, Elsa withdrew her hand, but a moment later there was a quiet giggle. "S-sorry. I really don't know… I mean, I've barely done this stuff with Anna, let alone…"

"Can't handle the challenge?" Elsa prodded her very gently. Her coy smile made it clear – at least, to Anna – that she was only teasing. Her hand didn't return, and she didn't make any more advances toward the other college girl in the room.

But that wasn't how Punz perceived it. She took the smirk at face value, and frowned over at Elsa for a moment before snapping, "Hey, I might not have a half-century of experience like some old ladies…"

She couldn't help herself. Anna let out a cajoling "ooooooh" in Elsa's direction. Even though she wanted this, and wanted her mother to feel comfortable, she knew that Punz had more rights that night. Also, as the more nervous of the two, she needed the support - and she could show that by dishing it out at her mom.

"Hah!" Elsa burst out, finding it funny instead of insulting. "Didn't anyone ever teach you to respect your elders?"

"Well, you're definitely an elder." However, the banter was enabling Punz to loop her arms a little tighter around Anna. To find her confidence again. "What was it like before cars were invented?"

"Says the girl who isn't old enough to use one," Elsa fired back, still smirking as she let her hand drift down to rest on Anna's rear. It made the redhead let out a shaky sigh, appreciating their touches both independently and as a combined unit.

If Punz had been about to retort that she was, indeed, old enough to drive, it seemed to die on her tongue as Anna's pelvis tilted forward. Her chest was right there, in all its pert and uncovered glory. But she also didn't seem to know exactly what she wanted to do – if she did, then she lacked the courage. Here she was, sat in her underwear with her girlfriend atop her lap, and said girlfriend's mother sitting next to her. It was like a scene from an amateur porno - one that could never come true.

But Anna kept looking at her, all warmed up and clearly eager to get started. It was too late to back out now. Hands sliding up, they cupped Anna's breasts; small globes that fit perfectly in her palms. Anna sighed once more, leaning her head back as her right hand came to rest on Punz's. Her other hand travelled south to meet Elsa's, and she rolled her hips again.

It was, in part, an act. Even with the extra thrill of another person, there was no way she was that sensitive. But it was distracting, and before she knew it, Jennifer was kissing Anna's throat, licking and leaving little red marks. Anna let out a low hum at the sensation.

Fingertips dug into Anna's rear in reaction to the touch. So far, Elsa had mostly been egging the two of them on, but she was also being quite bold simply by not having left when the decision was put to her. Punz even moreso, since she was less experienced and already wasn't quite as comfortable with Anna's other relationship. Understandable as that was. It was interesting to see how they each handled being in this situation with the other present.

By the time she heard a shaky sigh from Punz, she was already practically aching with need from the kisses and light fondling, the other hand clutching down below. When she pulled back to shoot a questioning glance down, her girlfriend looked a little shy.

"Elsa's getting f-fresh," she whispered.

"I was not," Elsa said immediately, frowning over at her.

"You were heading for my ass!"

"No, I was petting your back! I promise you that I wasn't going any further downward than I had." But after a few seconds of stony, red-faced silence from Jennifer, she added, "Do you want me to demonstrate what that would feel like to prove it?"

"NO! No, just… ugh, I'm so bad at this… why can't I relax and just… let things happen? I know in my brain that it's alright for us to both 'play' with Anna together, but like… I still wanna punch you."

At that last word, Anna blinked in shock. "Punz!" But she also inexplicably felt her pulse increase. The idea of either of them fighting for her, claiming her as their own, was both alarming… and a slight turn-on. Not only that, but the fact that Punz had been so brazen with how she felt, that was a good thing – at least to Anna. Even in her arousal-addled mind, she could see that Punz was perhaps not seeing Elsa as "Mrs McFly" nearly as much as she used to.

But the fighting words really weren't getting anyone anywhere, least of all Anna. "Okay, you two," she breathed. The words were directed at both Elsa and Punz, but her gaze was fixed squarely on her girlfriend. She needed the most encouragement, after all. "There's a half-naked, entirely revved-up college girl sitting on your lap. And she really wants to be touched. And unless one of you starts, I suppose she'll just have to take over herself. Which would be a shame, really, because there's two equally gorgeous ladies who are allegedly trying to give her some birthday sex."

As she finished, Anna made sure to smile at Punz. She and Elsa had already played this particular game – the one of give and take – but Punz had yet to gain experience with it. She was as unsure as Elsa was - though in the latter's case, it was because this was so new and she was trying to be respectful of Punz's wishes.

But at the same time, Anna had been serious with her words. When Jennifer still hesitated, she sucked her bottom lip into her mouth at the same moment her hand snaked down. With the way she was straddling Punz, it couldn't have been more obvious what she was doing.

So it ended up that both Punz and Anna said "Oh!" at the same moment. It sounded a bit different, but the feeling expressed was parallel. Anna rocked her hips into her fingers as Punz was startled into silence, watching with wide eyes as her girlfriend began to work on her body.

"You're going to let her get away with that?" Elsa whispered. Cajoling, prompting. It didn't take much longer for Punz to begin kissing down her chest again, for now content to simply assist her girlfriend rather than taking over.

Meanwhile, it seemed Elsa had another tactic in mind to move things along. Her nails raked down Anna's back, causing her to hiss through her teeth and arch her back forward. Suddenly, Jennifer found herself with a mouthful, though she quickly adapted and began to lap and nibble at the erect teat between her lips.

"There we go," Elsa sighed, clearly a little affected by what she was watching but still not quite joining in. Not fully. "I'm sure she's been wanting that for a while now."

Jennifer didn't rise to the challenging words. Just the challenge itself, the needs of her girlfriend that she was determined to sate.

Anna was beyond happy; she felt like crying because it was more than she had ever dared ask for, even in the back of her darkest fantasies. A few times, she had thought about something like this, then reprimanded herself for being "gross"… and here it was coming true. They were both helping her get off at the same time; her heart was overflowing.

That alone meant that it really didn't take long for Anna to reach her finish. One of her fastest, too – though that wasn't including the foreplay, which took a little longer than usual. The sensation of Elsa's fingers scratching into her back and Punz kissing and sucking at her front worked in tandem to set her nerves alight. The final touch was her own fingers, going exactly where she needed them. Where she knew they would have the most influence.

Neither Punz nor Elsa quite knew what to do when she was finished – that much was obvious. Punz kept kissing, though there was no urgency that often came with her either attempting to sate herself or to encourage Anna to go again. And Elsa seemed not to want to give up her small grip on Anna. Of course, it couldn't last. With gentle motions, Anna removed her hand, wiping it on her stomach while her clean one came to cup Punz's cheeks and bring her face up so she could look into her eyes. And…

This kiss felt different, and Anna couldn't quite place why. True, even for her it was a little weird having Elsa right next to them as they made out; Punz probably felt similarly. Anna watched Elsa from the corner of her eye, and wasn't ashamed to admit – at least to herself, privately – that the brief look of want that passed her mother's face was hot.

After all, Elsa had obviously snuck in with her own plans in mind. Now they would just have to be fantasies.

Too soon, Punz had broken the kiss. She let out a little giggle when Anna whined and pressed her head forward, but didn't give in to Anna's wish for another.

"I need a shower," she announced, eyes flicking to Elsa for the briefest of moments before she was staring somewhere between Anna's ear and her chin. "You have some um, catching up to do."

"Maybe we could all shower," Anna purred with wiggling eyebrows. But all she got was a shove, so she popped up from Punz's lap to let her collect some clothes.

"I'll be right back. Have fun!" She looked a little sad, even though she was smiling. Then she was gone.

"I am so sorry," Elsa began immediately, before Anna could even turn around to look at her properly. "Honestly, I saw the lights off, and I didn't think… well, I should have knocked, at least."

"Maybe, yeah. Still… wow, that just happened."

Her mother chuckled a little and stood to cross the room, flicking on the overhead light. "It did. Not something I expected to have enjoyed tonight…"

And to Anna's surprise, it really seemed like it wasn't. Now, she could see that the desk had an expertly-wrapped gift and a chocolate cake in a plastic domed container. Simple, actual birthday trappings. There also seemed to be a plastic grocery bag full of assorted other things.

"You… were you gonna throw me a surprise party?"

"Not much of a party with just the two of us, possibly three. But just a little pleasant shock to your system, yes." Her hand came to rest on the cake. "We could still light candles and let you blow them out, if you like…?"

"Sure," Anna giggled, actually pleased. For some reason, it was nice to see some evidence that Elsa still remembered she was a person and not just a potential future wife, after all the time-hopping.

It was decided – mutually and silently – that they would wait for Punz before doing the cake-thing. But that didn't stop Anna from digging into the grocery bag or unwrapping her present. Inside the box, Elsa had placed another box – and inside that box was a photoframe, and in the frame was a picture Anna hadn't even been aware existed. Tori, in 1985, on stage at the Enchantment Under the Sea dance. Given her smile and the energy, it was likely when she was playing Bananarama.

"Where-?"

"They put it in the paper the next day. It was really no hassle to travel back and get them to develop another picture for me- or rather, for you."

Anna's fingers trailed over the glass. She looked ridiculous in those clothes, red hair wild; you would have to know it was her not to assume it was a lookalike. But that was the girl Elsa had fallen in love with. That was the beautiful part. "Thank you," she whispered earnestly. "It's… gnarly."

The corner of Elsa's mouth twisted in a smile. "Happy birthday, Anna."

Gently moving to place the picture on her desk, Anna was distracted by the grocery bag. "What have we here?" she asked, more to herself than Elsa.

Party hats and poppers filled its contents, and those terrible little party horns that unravelled as you blew into them. It entertained the both of them for a good ten minutes, and broke some of the tension of the previous moment. At least, until the RA did actually show up and chastised them for being too loud. She looked at Elsa a little longer than necessary, but Anna had a suspicion that it was more because she was unfamiliar than her age. The treatments from the future really had done wonders.

By that stage, a good half hour had passed, and Punz still had not returned. Her showers normally didn't take that long. "She's probably just run into a friend. Always the extrovert, that Jennifer Punzel!" Anna said. Elsa just looked at her. Sighing, Anna slumped. "Yeah, you're right. This is Punz we're talking about…"

"But it's alright. I get you to myself for a little while longer; I don't hate that."

Grinning, Anna kissed her on the cheek, and they snuggled for a moment. But nothing more came of it. She felt a little guilty for having reached her own heights without doing the same for her mother, but Elsa didn't seem particularly wound up. Just glad to spend time with her.

Eventually, Punz did return, looking pink and freshly scrubbed. When they asked what took so long, she cleared her throat and tried to be evasive.

"Oh hey, a cake!" she cried out. "Looks good, too… and the candles look ready to go."

"Did you get off in there?"

Punz didn't answer. Elsa glanced at Anna's amused face, then back to Punz. Finally, she shrugged and said, "It's not like we don't all do it. You had a very good reason to on this occasion, I might add."

"I did," she sighed weakly, glancing at Anna – who had long ago pulled on an oversized tee. "Sorry… y-yeah, I needed to blow off a little steam in there."

"You really could have told me to get lost, though. That way, Anna could have returned the favour instead of you having to run off – or you could have done it with me here, anyway. You're together and have every right-"

"In front of you? N-nah… I'm not ready for… well, for that kinda stuff." By now, she was beet red, but she did keep glancing at Elsa's patient smile. Anna felt her eyes narrowing in suspicion, but she also knew intellectually that she just wasn't used to doing anything "bad" in front of someone she still saw as a parental figure.

And besides, it wasn't like she had any right to be jealous, particularly not of a perceived attraction between Punz and Elsa. One she was probably imagining anyway.

"C'mere," Anna offered, brushing away that silly thought. It was still her birthday for another few hours, and that wasn't nearly enough time to waste any on stupid notions of jealousy.

Punz didn't move forward, though. Anna saw her glance at her own bed, biting her lip, and she knew precisely what was going through her girlfriend's head at this given moment. This called for something bigger.

"Jen… please?" Holding her arms out, Anna tried not to let her bottom lip wobble too much. Didn't want any overkill, after all.

But it had the unintended side effect of making Elsa sit up, ensuring there was an appropriate distance between herself and Anna when she said, "Perhaps I should be going…"

"Don't!" Punz piped up. Only after she said it did she seem to realise what she was saying, and she glanced down toward the floor. "Well… you did come to help Anna celebrate her birthday, and I know you kinda did that part, but like…"

Elsa's smile was definitely of a motherly type. "Very sweet of you to offer, but I can tell what kind of evening you two intended to have. And I've intruded on it enough - even though it's been… interesting."

Anna looked between them for a moment. Elsa wasn't leaving very fast; she seemed to be waiting for Punz to speak. For her part, she seemed to be indecisive; probably because she felt asking Elsa to stay was the right thing to do, but she wasn't used to arguing with "adults".

"You get in bed," she told Jennifer as she stood up. "I'll just be a sec." Then she took Elsa's elbow and steered her toward the door.

"You don't have to throw me out," Elsa giggled. "I have two perfectly good legs."

"They are perfect legs," Anna conceded, and her mother's head dipped in very slight chagrin at the unexpected compliment. Her voice dropped to a whisper. "I know it's my birthday, but, um… can we do something nice for Jen?"

"Hm? I mean, if it's what we just did for you, I don't think she's interested in that from my direction."

Waving a hand, she hissed, "Not that! But what if we get her some of that cake and cuddle her? I want her to feel loved; not in the sexy way, just like, that we both really care about her and she's not just the third wheel when you and me are together."

Thoughts were clearly flying back and forth behind her mother's blue eyes. "You really don't think she'd be uncomfortable?" Anna shook her head, and Elsa shrugged one shoulder. "We can try it. I'll feel a little strange about cuddling her, myself, but I think I can fake that I'm not better than she can. And… well, I do really want to make it up to the both of you."

Anna bit her bottom lip. She didn't want Elsa to have to fake it. But maybe that was what they needed right now: a chance to get used to this changing dynamic. When this whole thing began, it wouldn't have been a radical assumption to think that neither Punz nor Elsa expected their own relationship to change this much. In fact, Anna was fairly certain Punz thought they would get along less, if only because, well… her first reaction to the news was to throw up. And now she was actively giving them space.

What did she do to deserve such a wonderful girlfriend?

That question that filled her mind as she walked back over to Punz. She did as she had been told, but she still seemed unsure; she was sitting cross-legged, curling herself up just enough to seem smaller than usual. Like she was the one trying not to intrude. Anna's heart went out to her. She was so good. Nevermind what Anna did to deserve Punz: she didn't. But for whatever reason, Punz had chosen her, and Anna needed to live up to that.

She would do her damndest to try, at any rate.

"Okay, here's what we're going to do," Anna announced, clapping her hands together once. "We're gonna sit on that bed and watch a movie and eat cake, and you're gonna let us cuddle the shit out of you, okay?"

Her words were fierce, and her tone even moreso. Punz kind of looked like she had been warped into an alternate dimension where everyone had horse-heads. "What?"

"You heard me." When Anna noticed Elsa was already opening up the cake pan, lighting the candles, she let out a self-conscious little laugh. "Oh, we don't still need to do that."

"Of course we do, and I think Jennifer would agree. Right?"

After only a slight hesitation, Punz swallowed hard and nodded. "Y-yeah. It's the only part of this crazy birthday that still looks normal. We have to, Anna - you deserve a real cake and all!"

So Anna let them sing "Happy Birthday" to her, and she made a big deal out of conducting their performance until they all started laughing. Then she blew out her candles and they cut the cake into slices, Elsa insisting that the other two start the cuddling while she served them. The mom coming out in her again. Soon enough, they were all half-lying against the headboard and watching an old classic that Anna had selected.

"Truly one of the greats," Elsa muttered around her bite of cake as the words "The Goonies" appeared on the black screen. "Turn it up."

Punz did, too nervous to eat quite yet. "Um… is it okay to say that I've never seen this?"

"What?!" Anna burst out in so much surprise that her bite fell back into her bowl. "How have we been going out this long and I'm just learning about this now?!"

"Manners, Anna," Elsa chastised as Punz gave a sheepish shrug. Anna rolled her eyes and picked up the piece of cake.

"Lucky we're fixing that, then. This is a classic. And it has the Chinese kid from Indiana Jones – and Josh Brolin way before he was cool, Samwise before he hit the Shire!"

"Just let her watch the movie."

Punz shot Elsa a grateful smile. Then she took a small bite of her cake and settled in against her girlfriend to watch the movie. To Anna, she looked a lot more comfortable than she would have expected. But that was good. It was more than that, really: it was nice.

And it only got nicer. They finished their cake and got cleaned up. Anna ducked out for a "super duper really quick shower," and when she got back, Elsa and Punz were in almost the same position that they had been in when she left. There was a little more distance between them versus with Anna, but honestly, it was hardly noticeable. When Anna returned to her seat, all clean and cool, Punz even moved closer to Elsa to give her room.

Even more wild, they stayed that way. Punz may have curled up against Anna more closely, but Elsa curled up against Punz - and she didn't seem to mind. Even if nothing particularly risque happened at all, it was so heartening to see them growing that comfortable with each other. Maybe this really was going to work out.

For Anna, there was only one disappointment: when the movie ended, and Elsa made to get up.

"Wh- where are you going? Don't- don't you wanna stay here tonight?" Anna asked. Punz looked between the both of them, obviously halfway asleep already. She was awake enough to catch the small look Elsa gave her, and awake enough to do something about it. Putting her hand on the older woman's, she stared at them for a second.

"If-if you wanna stay, that's fine. Don't think you're not allowed… okay?"

"You're a sweetheart, Jennifer. But I really didn't intend on staying the night anyway. You're both tired and there isn't a lot of room." She leaned forward, across Punz, to kiss Anna's cheek and then her lips. "But I hope you had a wonderful birthday, my darling." She kissed Anna once more, and when she drew back, they both noticed something odd.

Punz was staring at them. Well, more precisely, she was staring at Elsa.

"Punz…?"

"Huh?"

"Did you, uh… were you staring at her b-"

"Would you like a kiss, sweetheart?" Elsa to the rescue with her blunt words and soft tone. At least it kept Punz from having to admit that she was checking out her girlfriend's mother's cleavage - even if Anna wasn't entirely sure tha twas the case. Immediately, Punz's face began to darken, and she looked away.

"N-n-nah, that'd be weird for you, probably. I m-mean, you're Anna's mom and her, uh, other girlfriend? Or whatever you would call that. A-and you and I… we're not…" But it seemed the more she stumbled over her words, the more she was making it sound like she really was interested in getting some variety of affection from the older woman. Whether or not that was truly the case, she clamped her lips shut.

So Elsa kissed her cheek. It was still a lot more affectionate than either girl expected, but the lessened level of intimacy compared to Anna's kiss seemed to set Punz at ease a little. She let out a slight sigh, eyes closing until the lips left her face.

"We both care very deeply for Anna," she told her gently as she patted her forearm before standing up. "Which means we should care for each other, as well. I already did before this whole craziness, because I could tell you're a sweet person who deserves her affections. Though I know it's difficult to navigate… well, whatever this has turned into. Doesn't mean I'm not willing to try."

Punz looked like she was going to blush until she melted, so Anna quipped, "I'm pretty lucky to have such hot sisterwives."

"And don't you forget it," Elsa told her in a slightly sharper tone, though she was smiling. They both shared a laugh as she put her shoes back on and gathered her purse. "Happy birthday. And when Jennifer comes back to reality, tell her I said 'goodnight' for me?"

"Uh-huh," Punz just managed to mutter. Anna rolled her eyes.

Once they were alone, she finally did seem to come back to herself. As they turned off the TV and finished getting ready for bed, she asked her, "Punz?"

"What?"

"Are you starting to crush on Elsa?"

"N-no!" she hissed in alarm. "I mean… okay, so she's really hot, and I do like her, but it's not the way I feel about you. Just that… I dunno, I didn't expect any of this, and it's all… hinky."

Sighing, she abandoned her own bed to crawl into Anna's and get it warm for the both of them. They did sleep separately most of the time because the beds were too small to truly accommodate two people, especially with the way they both tended to sprawl out during sleep. However, sometimes creature comfort was more important.

"But I mean, I definitely would rather your mom give me a little cheek-peck than deal with like, jealous fighting or whatever."

"That makes it sound like the lesser of two bad options," Anna pointed out, sliding in next to her girlfriend. Punz didn't say anything at first; only wrapped her arms around Anna and snuggled in.

When she did finally speak, it was to apologise. "Sorry."

"What are you sorry for?" Anna asked. There was a laugh in her tone and she lifted a hand to run through Punz's hair. "What's going on? Between this and the Halloween party…" When all she got was a shrug, she pressed on. "Please talk to me…"

Letting out a sigh, Punz pushed her face in closer. "I'm just sorry. I'm probably making this harder for you and Elsa than it has to be."

"What? If anything, you're making it easier! Why would you think that?"

"I just feel like I… get in the way sometimes. So I try to give you space but that always backfires…"

Wrapping her arms and legs as tightly around Punz as she could, she whispered into her hair, "Shhhhh. You are never in the way. Never, you hear me? Just… I mean, I appreciate you giving Elsa and me some alone time, just like I appreciate Elsa ducking out to give us some. But that doesn't mean you're 'in the way'."

"Okay," she finally sighed, even if she was still quite tense. "I'm… I know, and I know you mean that. Just feels that way sometimes, anyway. It's dumb."

"It is dumb. But I get how you feel that way. Even if I hope you can start to feel that we both care about you. It's not like, just me tolerating you, and Elsa wants you gone. She loves you, too - even if it's not like the way I love you."

Snuggling in closer, Jennifer whispered, "I'm just not used to having a mom care about me. On top of her looking more like your big sister now. Like, it's a good feeling; a weird one, but a good one. I just have to get used to it, I guess. This whole thing. But I think… if you're sure you want me around…"

"Double-sure. Triple!" They both giggled a little. "I mean it."

"Okay. I trust you, Anna."

And those were the last whispered words either of them breathed before drifting away to the realm of sleep.

~ o ~

But the notion that Jennifer would always feel a little left out until they did something about it stayed with Anna as she returned to her daily routine. After a few weeks, she began to jot down ideas. It wasn't easy, but the next couple of times Elsa popped her head into Anna's life, she cornered her so they could plot for the future — hard as it was to resist engaging in other activities.

Eventually, summer break came around, and they spent the first couple of weeks doing the beach-themed vacation they had planned on. After that, the initial strategy was to go back to campus and work to help offset costs.

And they did, for a bit. Until one weekend in July…

To Be Continued…

#fractal the future #fruipit #forkanna writes #elsanna fanfiction #elsanna #jess the writer #nsfw-text

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WARNING: Punzelsanna content intensifies in this chapter. Please be advised, and do not read if you won't approve and/or enjoy. Also, a lot of fingering and cunnilingus, and a brief anal tease. And again, the scene will spill over into the next chapter.

ALSO NOTE: Fanfiction.net is down at this time I had been waiting for 5 hours for it to fix itself and still no joy. I will attempt to post the chapter as soon as the situation is resolved, and to update this post at that time.

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CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Once the phone was back in Anna's hands, the redhead looking up dinner spots, Punz felt herself relaxing against both McFly women. It was a position she never imagined herself to be in, but neither was it a particularly uncomfortable one, either. Anna, on her left, was warm and familiar. Elsa, to her right, was soft and new. Exhaling deeply, she closed her eyes and leaned back.

"This really is nice," she murmured. Elsa made a soft noise of agreement. With Anna so distracted, Punz couldn't help but focus more intently on the elder woman. Opening an eye, just a fraction, she could see Elsa was in much the same position as herself, eyes closed and enjoying the warmth. The towel was still covering her lap, but it had slipped a little – showing nothing, really. But on Elsa McFly, nothing was everything. This situation was new and unprecedented and… exciting. And if it were to be the only time they could be this open and comfortable with one another, then she may as well make the most of it.

On her other side, Anna finished doing her thing, putting the phone away and slumping back. "There, all booked. Gave us an hour and a half – enough time to finish enjoying the sauna and have showers before we go."

"You're so thoughtful, Anna," Punz grinned. She felt so relaxed and cared for – far more than she thought possible, especially given the trouble that morning. Anna smiled back and, leaning across to wrap an arm around her girlfriend's waist, kissed her on her cheek.

"Only the best for my Punzie-poo!"

"Stooooop," she groaned out the side of her mouth at Anna, feeling her cheeks bunching in an embarrassed grin. Not that it was all that bad.

"Yeah, Punzie-poo," Elsa chuckled. But that was as far as her teasing went. "Anna, would you mind passing me the juice? I should probably drink it before it gets too warm and disgusting."

Punz's breath caught when she felt an upper arm pushing into the side of one of her breasts, and a forearm into the opposite nipple. It was nothing, really – Elsa reaching for the bottle. But it was still more than she had been expecting. After the initial contact, the forearm moved away an inch, but she still felt a phantom presence up against her breast.

"Here," Anna said as she handed it over. Then the arm was gone. Punz tried to shake the feeling as she sat back again, swallowing hard as she listened to Elsa taking a long drink. This was silly. She was supposed to be having a relaxing sauna, not acting so weird and twitchy!

The situation wasn't improved when one of Anna's hands landed on her thigh. As used to it as she was, she most certainly wasn't used to it while nude. In front of Elsa. Who was also nude. It just made the entire situation that much more impossible to accept as "normal".

"Hey, you okay?" Anna finally whispered, having noticed her tension. So she forced her body to relax.

"Fine."

"Really?"

"Yeah, totally! Sorry, just… I dunno, I'm not used to, like… pampering myself or whatever." Which was true, even if it definitely wasn't the entire reason she was nervous.

"It's alright," Elsa reassured her, patting her other thigh. She felt like she was melting! "You'll get used to it in no time."

All she could brave was a slightly off-key, "Mhmm!" Clearing her throat when both Anna and Elsa turned to look at her, she tried to turn it into something a little less telling than it had been. To diffuse the tension in this situation.

She was unsuccessful – especially when Anna began rubbing her leg, intending to comfort her. That usually would have worked, too, but not this time. Not with Elsa so near, nor with her body so awakened. While Anna was often the one to initiate things – she certainly had the more active libido – it didn't mean that Jennifer was impervious to her charms. She was simply content with taking the more passive role most of the time.

Today, that was only getting her into more and more trouble. Mouth dry, she tried to swallow her trepidation, even as Anna's nimble fingers began to change up their pattern. What was her problem? Elsa was right there! But for whatever reason, that just made her arousal yet harder to ignore.

And it was about to get even worse. She almost jumped out of her skin when the hand on her other leg squeezed, very gently. Turning, she looked at Elsa with wide eyes; the ones that stared back were filled with nothing but concern.

"Are you feeling okay, Jennifer?" Elsa asked gently. Her hand squeezed the leg once again, and Punz had a sudden urge to place her own hand over the top of Elsa's. She didn't know if she would push it away… or hold on for dear life.

And before she fully realised she had done it, that was what she did. Option number two. Elsa glanced down at their hands, then back up at Punz's eyes; she was still concerned, but now a little bemused alongside that worry. It was as if the older woman could see right through her.

"Y-yeah," she lied, thighs twitching as Anna kept petting the one. Her body was trying to betray her more and more as time went on, and now her legs were shifting to abate the feelings of the hands on them. Not because it felt bad… but because it felt too good.

"I think she's just fine," Anna giggled. "But maybe we should give her a little break. She's all squirmy."

"She is squirmy," Elsa agreed, and she began to shift her fingers from side to side very slightly. Not petting the way Anna was, but teasing. "Jennifer, come here."

That was an interesting request. Now terrified of what would happen when she got there, she turned and tilted her head toward Elsa a little more. To her mingling relief and disappointment – the latter of which she definitely didn't understand – Elsa pushed her lips against the ear furthest away from Anna so she could whisper quietly enough that only Punz would hear.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're getting a little… turned on. All you have to say is the word 'red' and I'll take my hand away. I would have by now, but you're kind of pinning it in place. But it's up to you. Teasing you is fun, but I don't want you to feel obligated to let it continue past this. You and Anna are absolutely allowed to keep these matters between the two of you, without feeling like you have to include your future mother-in-law. Then again, if you are a little curious…"

Swallowing thickly, Punz did nothing else but look at the hand for a few seconds longer. Elsa didn't move, awaiting a response. It was hard to think with her so near, their sides pressed together on that sauna bench, but neither did Punz want her to move away. Anna was watching the both of them, puzzlement written across her face. Always a nosey parker, that one. Punz would have smiled to reassure her, but at the same moment the thought crossed her mind, Elsa squeezed just a little harder, and Anna's hand moved up just a little further.

It was so much – too much. Punz's breath hitched in her throat, and her own hand atop Elsa's made an involuntary movement, gripping harder. She couldn't say what she wanted, but her mind and body were no longer at war: they knew what they didn't want. They didn't want any of this to stop.

So, under her breath, Punz mumbled a single word that, despite the nearness, even Elsa didn't hear. When the breathy "What was that, Jennifer?" caressed the skin of her ear and cheek, Punz knew she had made the right choice.

"I said… green," she repeated, voice stronger than just the moment prior. And before Elsa – or Anna, for that matter – even had a chance to anticipate what Punz would do, she was moving, dragging Elsa's hand further up her leg as she moved, twisting to better see the older woman.

See and, apparently, taste. No one, not even Punz, could have predicted that she would meet Elsa's lips with her own, kissing her the same way she would Anna: long and deep.

Even more unexpected – though perhaps less surprising in hindsight – was that Elsa reciprocated. Punz had no idea what she had been expecting. Although some primeval part of her brain knew what it wanted and took it, even if the more conscious part was freaking out that she was kissing Elsa. She was actually making out with her girlfriend's mom! All their teasing, the nebulous arrangement they had formed over the past months, had been building to this moment. Elsa was so sweet to her, so thoughtful and earnest – and not in a motherly way. Well, not always. And though she had always been beautiful, the futuristic procedures that had restored her looks and health to an age closer to her own made her as smoking hot as her daughter was.

The best part was, though she had almost been expecting to be shoved away, Elsa was instead winding her other hand into her hair and holding her closer, making the kiss deeper. An act of two wills. The hand on her thigh was very close to her throbbing flesh but remained still as their lips and tongues entwined.

Distantly, she heard a moan behind her. Anna was clearly enjoying the show. She had also stopped petting her leg, and secretly, she really appreciated that; too much was going on. If she were being honest, she liked that she had a moment to truly enjoy this new experience with the other woman in her life.

When they parted, Elsa kept her close, kissing her chin once. Then she whispered, "Did not… expect that."

"Me, either!" They both giggled, and then Punz rolled back to look at Anna. "Um… hey."

"Hey," Anna half-laughed, looking distinctly red. Of course, that was probably just the steam, but she would have been red without the sauna's influence. "Um… wow, so I… yeah, I never thought I'd see that."

"Oh, come on, Anna," Elsa purred, now having recovered her hand and petting Punz's stomach possessively. "Fucking both of us for over a year now, and you never once thought about this?"

The squeak Jennifer emitted was adorable.

"Well… okay, I have," Anna admitted, stoically ignoring her girlfriend. "But not like, in detail! Just a guilty little thought once or twice that I made shut up. And for real, I never expected it to happen in real life." Anna's hand fell atop Elsa's and they petted Punz together, making her melt and her eyes flutter closed in bliss. "So what happens next? You want me to let you two have the room?"

That got Elsa to laugh. "No, no. I'm fairly sure we're all mature adults and can handle staying where we are. Besides… I may need your assistance and advice, Anna; she's your girlfriend."

Punz tried not to whimper at that, she truly did. In part, it was fear. Not terror of what might happen, more… trepidation. This situation was new, and while Anna may have thought about it before, she had not. However, the longer the offer was out there – becoming less and less implicit the more time passed – the more Punz was warming up to the idea.

Literally. The skin beneath the McFlys' hands felt, somehow, even more alight than any other part of her. She should feel disgusted. This whole situation was as depraved as it was ridiculous, and yet… she wanted to ask them to make up their minds. She wanted to keep kissing Elsa again, because as much as she loved Anna, Elsa had experience working in her favour. Never mind the novelty of trying this with a new person. In short, kissing her was ten times better than she ever could have predicted.

But, she couldn't ask. It felt wrong to open her mouth and ask for that when neither of them actually owed her anything. Taking a step back, it had been her who had stolen a kiss without permission. She was only lucky Elsa hadn't pushed her away – or worse.

Perhaps Elsa realised the small war that waged within her mind wasn't one that Punz would ever win on her own, because she leaned forward again, moving her hand a centimetre closer. "Would you… be interested in all three of us staying here, Jennifer?"

To any observer, it would seem as lewd and lascivious as Elsa's curvy form. But to Punz, being close enough to hear the subtle inflection and the gaze unhindered into Elsa's eyes… she saw the genuine care there. The concern that wasn't quite motherly, wasn't quite something else. Punz opened her mouth to answer, and saw the way Elsa's eyes dipped to her lips. She was sure they fell a little lower, too, and with only the smallest hint of surprise, Punz realised that she didn't mind. It was titillating, in fact, to think she had anything Elsa deemed worth ogling.

"I want…" she began, barely above a whisper. How could she speak louder when Elsa was right there? Squeezing her eyes shut helped, and she began again. "I want… to know what you feel like."

Even before the words were out, her lip was between her teeth, biting furiously even as her head hung in shame. She shouldn't want to know what Elsa felt like, or tasted like, or sounded like. That was so messed up! But apparently, Elsa didn't share those feelings of disapproval. She kissed her neck, somewhere distinctly more sensual but also not so bold as the mouth, romantically speaking. Everything was driving her crazy. On top of that, she really wanted to take a moment to ask Anna if this was really okay…

But Anna sure didn't seem to mind. Not if the way she was leaning down to nibble on her breast was any indication.

"A-ah!" Thrown off by the presence of another mouth on her skin, she let her hand fall to the crown of Anna's head as those lips continued to ply at her erect nipple, followed by her tongue. Elsa was still at her throat, but her hand was just low enough to be ghosting through the thicket of hair above her gathering moisture.

"U-uhm… s-sorry it's so… I'm so, um, f-furry…"

Elsa drew back to lock eyes with her, and this time, she did look distinctly wolfish. Punz knew the reason without having to ask; she had admitted she was curious about being with Elsa. Now, the older woman wasn't going to be holding back out of concern.

"A little hair never hurt anyone. Besides… I like the silky feeling of it between my fingers. Something satisfying about it." Now she was toying with it in earnest, whereas before, she had just been resting her hand there. Punz found her hips squirming from side to side, the distant pleasure from the follicles being stimulated almost as good as her stomach being petted before.

"Hear that?" Anna whispered, clearly amused — though her eyes were also mischievous when she looked up at her. "Elsa likes your bush. Told you it was no big."

"Like mother, like daughter," Punz laughed nervously. There was a millisecond when everything seemed to freeze as the words washed over them. Punz looked horrified–

Until Elsa and Anna both snorted as one. Punz could see them look at each other for a second, but neither said a word. It wasn't until they looked back at her that she realised they hadn't taken their hands away – in fact, they kept going. Elsa's well-trimmed fingernails scratched gently through the hair, moving down and to the side to tease the very inside of her thigh. Anna was just as bad, nipping at the underside of her breast, never near the center or long enough to fully satisfy.

"I think," Elsa began, "your girlfriend is a little bit impatient."

"Hmmm, I agree." Punz glared down at Anna when she said that, though it was impossible to keep even a pretense at a sour mood in the face of her girlfriend's impish grin up at her.

Of course, when Elsa squeezed her thigh, she came rushing back to reality. It was hard to suppress the groan as she tried to deny it. "'M not im-impatient," she managed, only a little bit breathless.

"Are you sure?" Elsa asked, before leaning forward. She didn't have to look at her to imagine the smirk that was undoubtedly on her face. With most of her efforts seemingly being put into teasing as close to Punz's center as she dared, she didn't really need to do anything else to make her point.

But that wasn't the way Elsa operated. The absolutely conniving devil had a mission, and if Punz's words from earlier had any truth at all, she should have expected this. As soon as Elsa's lips hit the skin of her cheek just in front of Punz's ear, the older woman let out such a needy, desperate moan that Punz forgot how to breathe for a second. Whatever she had been expecting, it wasn't that.

"Do you…" What had she been going to say? Swallowing, she glanced at the lips that were nearing her nipple at an agonisingly slow pace, then back at the side of a face she couldn't quite see due to how close Elsa was.

"Yes?"

"Are you guys… r-really okay with this? I…" Swallowing hard, she made a move herself. It was a very small one objectively, but still rather forward for Jennifer. Her arm settled around Elsa's back, feeling the moist skin give gently under her palm.

"Oh," Elsa breathed in gratitude, nuzzling her neck again. "Now I feel welcomed in."

"Welcome, Elsa," Anna said with a grin. She leaned up to capture her mother's lips briefly, just enough to show true and honest affection. Then she broke the kiss and gave one to Punz that was too unexpected for her to properly respond before it was over. "Wow, are you okay?"

Nodding, she leaned in and tried again. This time, she was a lot more successful; Anna sighed in gratitude, one arm sliding around Punz's waist as she tilted her head to grant easier access, to invite her to deepen their kiss. Punz took the invitation, darting her tongue into Anna's mouth and finding its mate, swirling around it as she felt Elsa squeezing her thigh again. 

"Hey, you," Elsa said in a falsely accusatory tone. "Stop frenching my daughter. That's my job."

"What are you gonna do about it?" Anna snickered as they broke apart, lying her head on Punz's shoulder. This was insane. She couldn't really be experiencing this! Punz smiled a little, thinking their interaction was kind of cute now that she was a little less shocked about the whole situation.

But Elsa seemed to think it really was important to show Anna what she would "do about it". An instant later, she was taking Punz's lips again, this time not holding back in the slightest – giving it everything she had. The display was equal parts soft smoothness, and desperate hunger.

With a spark of realisation, it became obvious that Elsa was trying to… challenge her daughter. As soon as the thought appeared, Punz discarded it. Elsa had no intention of trying to out-Punz-kiss Anna, and the very idea was completely absurd!

Wasn't it?

Regardless of her intentions, the result was a flustered Jennifer Punzel, pressing just as needfully into Elsa as Elsa was to her. She squirmed, barely cognisant of Anna next to her. The initial doubts were slowly eroding away as nimble fingers strung through her hair, tugging her close. The motions encouraged Punz to relax further into the kiss, and without thinking about it her own hands began trailing up and down Elsa's spine.

Then a thought came to Punz that threatened to make her giggle at the most inopportune of moments: 'I'm making out with an old lady.' Obviously Elsa was no grandma in physical appearance, and not even quite that old unless Anna got pregnant right away, but it remained that this was a much bigger age gap than she had ever envisioned for a relationship. One she wasn't even in! They were just both dating Anna!

But were they now? Elsa certainly seemed to be alright with all three of them being in some three-way polyamorous tangled mess. Anna had always been alright with it, even if she didn't expect Punz and Elsa to get this much closer. But how did Punz feel about it herself? At this moment…

Horny. And definitely intrigued.

"Okay," she finally breathed when their mouths broke apart, panting hard. "S-so… um… we're in a steam room r-right now, and I'm not sure if the door locks o-or what, or if we-"

"No one's going to come in," Elsa whispered huskily, petting up and down her stomach. "But if you'd rather wait, we could wait."

Another set of lips pushed into her cheek, and she turned to Anna, afraid of more teasing. Instead, she got a kind smile. "Dude, we're just having fun with you. But if it stops being fun… just say something. We'll go for another swim or whatever."

"Exactly, sweetheart."

Elsa was always such a mom, even when she wasn't trying to be. Gulping, Punz turned back to her. "Do you really wanna bang me? Like, for real? Or are you just trying to make me feel more… y'know, included? Because believe me, if that's all this is, you have gone way above and beyond! I'm good! You don't have to force yourself to keep it up!"

Elsa stared at her for a moment, contemplating. Then her hand slid a little further and just barely grazed the throbbing wetness that Punz had been trying so hard not to think about. The fact that Elsa had chosen to make that move, and boldly, too, was enough for Punz to let out a small squeak. It very quickly turned into something else, before she was able to bite her lip.

"What do you think, Jennifer?" Elsa asked softly. And oooh, that was nice. The words, the sincerity… the feel of Elsa almost-but-not-quite touching her. Punz's heart soared in her chest, and she almost wanted to cry because this was so outside of her expectations that she was ill-prepared.

Anna was the first and only person she had ever been with. She had never expected that to change. But the knowledge that it could, and that it would unless she stopped it, was as intimidating as it was… nice. They had organised this whole day just for her, to make her happy. A chance to show her that she wasn't supposed to be excluded.

In fact, this very moment was testament to that idea; they were willingly offering – nay, encouraging – her to partake in an activity that, until now, had been segregated to the two official couples within the three of them. Punz had been all Anna's, and some part of Anna was always going to be Elsa's, and she had made her peace with that idea long ago. But perhaps it wasn't as clear cut as she thought.

"I think…" Jennifer murmured, suddenly unable to look Elsa in the eye. That was made harder by the fact that her body had twisted at some point so it was facing the elder McFly moreso than the younger, but that meant that Anna could hold her hips from behind without any odd positioning. The familiar hands were a comfort, especially given what she was about to do.

"I think that you're not forcing yourself. That maybe you really do want to touch me…"

From her periphery, she could see Elsa smile. "Then you would be completely, absolutely, correct." But still, her hands didn't wander further than gliding over the wetness gathered along the outside of Punz's lips. Those fingers tickled against the hair, and the thought of being taken while Anna watched was sending Punz's heart sprinting.

Contrary to what she had expected – and what may once have been true – it wasn't fear that had her heart racing. Nervous excitement and trepidation, most definitely, but not fear. She could just tell Elsa to go ahead, to have her way and just take her. But, some part of her also wanted to prove that she could be just as exciting; she could take just as much initiative.

That it was Elsa she wanted, and not just to get laid by anyone, or show off in front of Anna. Elsa was goals. If they were going to do this, it was going to have to be on a little bit more equal footing.

And so, staring directly into the older woman's deep blue eyes, Punz pulled her bottom lip into her mouth, letting her legs fall open just enough to tease Elsa with the sight of what lay hidden. She felt Anna's fingers tighten against her waist, and for whatever reason it only seemed to heat her up more. Lifting a hand, she let it run from Elsa's stomach, over her breast, and up towards her neck. She used that leverage to tug Elsa close, entangling their lips even further.

This was absurd. Ridiculous.

And so.

Fucking.

Hot .

Only then did the fingers plunge into Jennifer's wetness. Even if she had been trying to tell herself she expected it by now, when it happened she gasped in surprise, the sound squelched by Elsa's mouth when it enveloped hers a second time in as many seconds. She was being torn apart by the electric sensation of being entered, having her inner walls caressed by foreign digits that had never been there before.

When did she climb into Elsa's lap entirely? She wasn't sure. Her hips began to shift down to meet the hand making them feel so incredible, curling inward with every thrust up into her body to titillate as much of her as was humanly possible.

Anna seemed to have accepted her temporary role as observer. A hand was on her back, ghosting up and down and brushing over her ass, but that was as much as she needed from her girlfriend at the moment. She chanced a look over at her from the corner of her eye, worried about jealousy… but Anna only looked curious and pleased in equal measure.

"A-ah!" she gasped out, breaking the kiss when she realised she was close. Already?! Elsa was either very good at this, or she hadn't realised how much faster this would happen with a new pilot at the helm. Probably both. She gazed down into the blazing blue eyes, scarcely muted by the low light of the sauna. "Elsa…"

"Yes?" Elsa asked in a low purr, clearly aroused herself by now. Maybe she hadn't been when they started, but now… it was obvious. She would have to pay her back afterward.

A sigh made Punz glance over again, and now she could see Anna had her other hand between her own legs. For some reason, that made her laugh. Anna grinned back in response, angling one leg up to perch her heel against the bench, opening herself up and putting on a little sideshow. Not one that Punz could focus on, given that Elsa was her main event for now, but she still appreciated the fleeting view. Kisses along her neck made her turn back to said main event.

"I… I'm gonna come pretty soon," she whispered fearfully. As if saying it would break the spell.

"Do you want me to slow down?"

"What?"

"I could slow down," Elsa whispered heatedly, even though her fingers were still plunging in and out at blinding speed. "Let you enjoy this longer. I know I'm thoroughly entertained."

"I w-want… I want Anna…" She saw the slight flicker of disappointment, so she hurried to finish, "To help. I want her to h-help you… m-make me finish…"

That was a little clearer. Elsa looked distinctly pleased in a way that had never been aimed at her from the elder woman before, and Punz found it immensely thrilling. Satisfying in a way she couldn't quite place. And when another freckle-dusted arm slithered between their bodies, pushing fingertips up against Punz's clit to rub as they shifted against each other, Elsa's smile only widened. Apparently, Anna had been listening - and she was not at all upset by that.

Punz was not typically a loud person. By no means was she shy, but neither did she feel the need to make a lot of noise. However, today she was finding it hard to bite back her cries. She couldn't keep her eyes open – instead, they were squeezed shut in a valiant attempt to stave off her orgasm. At her back, she could feel Anna, holding and grinding and just being amazing. Up front, Elsa used her free hand to help guide, pulling her close and making sure the attention wasn't all focused on her clit.

Everything they were doing were things Punz had never expected. Her definition of sex was always quite vanilla. Anna was by far the more adventurous of the two, but she got most of the kinkier stuff out of her system whenever Elsa popped in – and that was okay! Punz hadn't understood it at the time, but now…

Unsure of what to do with her hands, they gripped tentatively at Elsa's hips, squeezing every so often when she was met with a particularly hard thrust. With her eyes shut, her whole world seemed to narrow into this moment. And then Elsa gripped one of her hands and placed it squarely against a pert breast.

Punz barely had a second to open her eyes, hand involuntarily kneading the smooth globes atop Elsa's chest before the older woman leaned forward again, capturing Punz's lips with her own. She must have been communicating with Anna over her shoulder, because within moments Anna had also made a move to help get her there. Her breasts, slightly smaller but even softer, pressed against Punz's back as the back of her neck was laved in kisses. And naturally, Anna also moved her free hand to grope Punz's chest.

So overwhelming. It was impossible to her that she could be with Elsa right now, and even moreso that Anna had climbed onto her back at the same time. One of her hands was still teasing her clit while the other pinched and groped her breast, and all with Elsa still drilling between her lips, invading her…

The orgasm was spectacular. It welled up and broke over her before she could so much as gasp out that she was about to come; too late, already there. Her insides fluttered around Elsa's fantastic fingers as she writhed and spasmed, her cries muffled by a sweet mouth. From not one, but three hands stimulating her all at once.

It was beautiful. Dirty, so dirty that she felt she would never feel clean again, but simultaneously the most beautiful moment of her young life.

As she began to wind down, the fingers still within her began moving much more gently, slowly. Anna's hand drew away from her clit to pet her stomach again, mouth still pecking along her neck and humming in satisfaction at a job well done. When the kiss broke, Punz blinked and opened her eyes to see Elsa looking questioningly at her.

"Well?"

"O-ohhh… it's…" She moved her hips a little experimentally. "You really g-got in there."

Elsa nodded, biting her lip and arching her back into the hand still resting on her chest. Seemed that Punz had kept up her efforts without really meaning to. "And you felt good, Jennifer. Sounded good."

"Mmm, fuck yeah you did," Anna purred directly into her ear before biting down on the lobe slightly. Punz gasped and spasmed, which only made the fingers still inside of her feel that much hotter. "And you tried to act like you didn't have any interest in banging my mom."

Scoffing wetly, she squirmed from her position between them. "H-hey, c'mon, it's not like… I asked for… th-this just happened!" When Anna kissed her neck again, she had to admit, "But it was good… really good, like… I don't know why I thought it wouldn't be now."

"You weren't interested in that with me," Elsa said reasonably. "Or… probably you were curious, but I'm curious about a lot of things that I don't necessarily want to try out myself. Or maybe you weren't curious at all, though I think if you weren't, you probably would have told me to stop."

"You're right," she whispered with a breathy laugh. Trying to be more bold again, she asked, "Um… did you like my- me? D-did you like me?"

Elsa blinked a few times, and she felt the fingers inside of her twitch slightly. Then she smiled and whispered, "Do you want me to talk about it? I'll probably be saying some really nasty things…"

Perhaps it was the post-orgasm hormones, or even just the open atmosphere they had all cultivated throughout the course of the day, but the idea of Elsa even thinking those sort of things gave Punz a giddy thrill. And so, biting her lip, she nodded. "Tell me how I feel."

"Amazing," came the immediate answer.

Punz shifted her hips, an almost-involuntary action at the praise, and she noticed Elsa's eyes flicker down. It was a little odd, but she had the impression that Elsa had refrained from truly looking at her, even while her eyes were shut. Maybe it was a chivalry thing – she wasn't exactly as liberal with her body as Anna was, and Elsa was smart and observant enough to pick up on that – but it shouldn't have made a difference now. To Punz, it really didn't, but to Elsa, it obviously did.

"You feel so tight, so good around my fingers," she continued baldly, eyes flicking up to Punz's. "You got so wet, so fast. You looked exquisite, covered in sweat and riding me, your scent filling the room." Suddenly she stopped and looked up at Punz. Staring deep into her eyes, no trepidation or shame warring there, she added, "I wouldn't mind seconds."

God, and she'd only just finished! Usually, sex was a one-and-done kind of deal for Punz, but the thought of Elsa wanting more was… flattering, to say the least. So she just grinned. "Maybe I need to pay you back first, for being such an… accommodating partner," she suggested, punctuating her words with a small squeeze of Elsa's breast.

Of course, Elsa was even more used to weathering such things than the other two, and smiled wolfishly at the trim young woman in her lap. "Maybe. But I have a feeling my Anna is a lot closer than I am."

As one, they looked behind Punz to see Anna was simply standing behind her, hand between her legs and gazing unfocused at the two women in her life. Noticing they had turned, she started, then whipped her hands around behind her back. "What?"

"Don't 'what' me, you little voyeur," Elsa accused, and Anna dipped her head even lower, earning her a giggle. "It's alright; if I had two girlfriends and they were playing with each other, it would turn me on, too."

"I think you might have two girlfriends now, yourself, actually," Anna remarked with a shy smile, starting to get over being caught. A thrill shot through Punz's stomach at that declaration; she didn't think it was true, exactly, but it was a lot less false than it had been an hour ago.

"Oh? I do?" She turned to Punz. "What do you think about that?"

"I think… we ought to get Anna back for watching us," she said with a grin. The idea of also being Elsa's girlfriend was something that was too big for her to think about right then.

"Get me back?" Anna protested, eyes narrowing. "Should I be worried?"

"Only if you hate attention and sex," Elsa said. She had a straight face, but when her eyes flickered to Punz, there was laughter within them.

"Oh good, doesn't apply to me, then. Guess the question is, who wants me first?"

"If you move that gorgeous ass up here, maybe you'll find out."

Biting her lip to suppress a grin, Anna moved to sit down next to Elsa. Her eyes fell to her girlfriends' laps, and she let out a small hum that definitely sounded more than just thoughtful, and said, "I think you'll have to get your fingers out of my girlfriend first, though."

Almost abashedly, Punz slipped from Elsa's lap, a sharp sound emitting from her throat when the fingers slid out. Her legs wobbled a little as they struggled to hold her full weight, and she was quick to take a seat. Anna was even quicker to take the freed fingers into her mouth, sucking the essence from them. She gave a groan that was probably a little more put-on than it had to be; no matter. It did what it was supposed to do.

"Hey, that was my treat!" Elsa cried. Both McFlys ignored Punz for the moment, which was probably for the best as she was simultaneously recovering from losing the fullness, and trying to quash any returning arousal. "I earned it fair and square."

"If you kiss me, I'm sure you can still taste it."

So they did kiss. Punz forced her eyes away and grabbed the bottle of juice from the bag, not even caring that it was warm now. She was just trying her best not to listen to the smacks and moans behind her, not to feel her body's interest in them. At least the liquid helped reenergise her.

"Ah!" Anna gasped as their mouths broke apart. Punz turned to see Elsa gazing up at her with adoration. It made her feel a little better about the way she had looked at her a minute ago; there was affection, yes, and real lust, but this look was… something more. Anna was her soulmate, and her daughter, and all that could be seen in the way she gazed up at her. On the other hand, Anna was looking at Elsa with a pretty similar expression to one that she would usually be sporting when looking at her, as well. It was comforting to know she didn't love Elsa more; just differently.

"God, you're soaking wet down here," Elsa observed as squelching sounds filled the air, punctuated by Anna's moan.

"Sounds like it," Punz chuckled.

"Hmm. You like juice; why don't you have some? Catch!"

Before Punz could do much more than puzzle at what that was supposed to mean, Elsa had somehow raised Anna up and pushed her ass-first toward Punz's upper body, knocking her back onto the bench. That easily, she had a sweet flower just above her, just as damp as Elsa had described. Anna did have to scramble to keep from falling off, but once she had steadied herself, she giggled.

"What am I, a hot potato? You're just gonna pass me around?" Then she glanced down and saw a thigh was below her and nuzzled it, causing Punz to sigh. "Not that I can complain right now, I guess."

Not that she was even given a chance, really. Gripping the hips above her, Punz pulled Anna close, eyes slipping shut as her tongue and lips went to work. She felt Anna fall forward even further, but she ignored it for the moment. The sweet-savoury tang of wetness was more than enough to distract her – and this, Punz was rather comfortable with. It was something she had done before, a hundred times with Anna.

Letting out a particularly lewd moan, she made sure her lips were circled around Anna's clit. Her girlfriend's accompanying cry was completely worth it – or it had been, until Anna pressed forward, just a teensy bit further, until her own face was buried between Punz's legs. That was not something she had been expecting, and unbidden, her hips rolled up several times. The dampness had spread; caught in the hairs that framed her pussy and smeared across her inner thighs. Anna seemed to take great pleasure in cleaning every last drop.

Aware that Elsa was probably still watching them, Punz did her best to focus on her own task. Not that it was hard. She knew Anna's body as well as she knew her own at this point.

"Very good," Elsa encouraged, proving that yes, she absolutely was watching. But given that Anna had been the one doing that mere moments before, it wasn't all that insane to consider.

And Punz decided to put that out of her mind. She had a beautiful flower all at her mercy, and Anna paying her back in kind in real time. It wasn't driving her wild the way it would have been before her last orgasm, but the low thrum of stimulation from the lips and tongue weren't hurting her mood any. That made it even more fun to devour her Anna again and again.

Then she felt another hand on her thigh. It was Elsa, of course, now kneeling next to the bench instead of sitting further along. She saw fingers above her as the other hand pet over Anna's ass, then disappeared up her back. Taking the secondary role Anna had taken earlier. She ignored that and focused on her own work, making the moans that were vibrating down into her flesh louder by lapping and suckling all the more.

For a minute or so, Jennifer kept that up, letting her mind go more or less blank other than pleasure. Wrapped up in her Anna. Then she saw the lights flickering and opened her eyes again. Elsa's face was above her now, blocking out the light, with a finger over her lips in the universal gesture for "be quiet". Why should she be quiet?

Then she saw why. Elsa leaned down and, casual as if she did it every day, pressed her lips up against the dark little pucker in the center of Anna's rear end.

"AH! WHAT THE F- aahhh…."

This was it. This was officially the weirdest thing Punz had ever participated in, and possibly nastiest. But a little voice in the back of her mind whispered that now her life had really begun.

To Be Continued…

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Elsa was gone in the morning. Anna knew she should have expected it, but finding her bed empty still hurt. Couldn't she just stay? Couldn't she show her that she mattered more to her than a one-night stand? The thoughts may have been unfair, but they kept coming regardless.

Then again, she did find a sweet note on her bedside table. It wasn't signed, but the contents had her smiling: 'You will always be my toga-wearing princess. Thank you for a wonderful evening, and I will see you soon.'

"Hope so, Mom," she whispered under her breath as she stretched and got up. No trace of "Elvira" remained, but she didn't need reminders. At least, not tangible reminders; her legs hurt and she was pretty sure that any kind of sexual activity would be off the table for a good week at least. They had made the most of their time, that was for sure.

Ignoring the stabbing in her heart – because despite her own reassurances, it still hurt to have Elsa skedaddle – she began gathering her clothes and a shower basket. Punz would probably be back soon, and she didn't need to see Anna like this. Truthfully, Anna didn't want her to, either; what she did with Elsa was private and only for them. Plus, and back to the original point, Punz probably really didn't want to think about it.

Her plans were dashed, just like her hopes that Elsa would stay, when she left her room to head towards the showers. The path led her right through the common room; there, on one of the couches, lay the sleeping form of her girlfriend.

"Oh, Jen…" She usually didn't call her that. It seemed to slip out when she was worried or sad. Dropping to one knee, she wrapped her arms gently around her girlfriend's form and drew her in close, startling her awake.

"Wha-?! Oh, I… I'm sorry, I'll move…"

But Anna shushed her gently, rocking her until she snapped out of it enough to realise she wasn't being chased off. "It's okay… oh, Punz, I'm sorry… I thought you were going to stay with somebody."

"Who would I stay with?" she breathed softly. "I barely know Kida. But… y-yeah, it's probably dumb that I said I would. Gosh… I'm sorry, Anna, that was kind of like lying, and I h-hate the idea of lying to y-"

"Shhhh. It's okay. It's okay, Punz."

After a moment or two, she got Punz bundled into her own bed. After all, she was still sleepy and worn-out from trying to nap in essentially the entire building's communal lounge room. Then she went off to shower. Bad as she felt about leaving Punz alone so soon after finding her like that, she knew she wouldn't want her to cuddle while she still smelled like…

"God, what am I DOING?!" Anna burst out at herself in the shower. Her predicament seemed just fine most of the time that she was technically dating two women, one of whom was her mother. Polyamory was a thing, wasn't it? But once in a while, she felt that flash of doubt that refused to be ignored.

Jennifer's words bobbed about her head, feeding that niggling feeling and letting it grow. 'Who would I stay with?', she had asked. Anna hadn't realised. They shared a dorm, but not the same course load, and she had thought her girlfriend's life would be far bigger than just school and work and Anna. Apparently not. Unbidden, tears rose to Anna's eyes, and she had to bite her lip to hold them back. While she had been off having mind-blowing sex, Jennifer had been alone. God, she even used a technique that she only ever practised with Jennifer – had she learned how to do it for their sake, or to impress Elsa?

And Elsa… had she seen Jennifer lying on that couch, been too busy to notice? Or had she slipped out too early to catch her?

Anna felt like she didn't deserve either of them. She was Elsa's daughter! Though that particular thought had little effect nowadays; it was too easy to remember the girl in 1985, especially after the treatments. But Jennifer… she definitely didn't deserve someone as sweet and kind and loyal as that.

Wiping the water from her face, she finished up, a washcloth wiping between her legs only for as long as it had to. She had already wasted enough time ignoring her girlfriend and didn't want to waste any more in the shower than was strictly necessary. It was still only early, and most students would be hungover – if not still drunk, honestly. That meant that her walk back to her dorm was unimpeded, save for the debris strewn everywhere. She paused just outside the door, closing her eyes briefly to prepare herself. One thing was clear: she would have to make it up to Punz.

But not right away. Her girlfriend and roommate was already asleep again when she got back into the room. She hadn't moved from where Anna put her except to curl up a little. So Anna simply kissed her forehead, picked up her laptop, and got to work.

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By the time Jennifer did wake up a few hours later, Anna was ready. The minute she sat up, she was holding out the calendar app on her phone. When she only blinked at it blearily, Anna knew she would probably have to elaborate.

"Mani-pedis! We have an appointment at five."

"Wha…? Who are you and what did you do with Anna?" They both laughed, even if one of their laughs was clearly a sleepy one. "But… what's this for? You've never had a mani or a pedi your whole life."

"Sure I have! Just… okay, not since I was in junior high, and even then it was a 'just for fun' thing. But it's never too late to start!"

Her smile a little pitying, Punz said, "You don't have to do this. Seriously, I know I messed up by lying about having somewhere to crash, but… you don't have to 'make it up to me' for being with Elsa. She's part of your life. Everything's fine."

"But… I messed up too…" Anna said softly. "And I-"

"No, you didn't," Punz interrupted. "You did nothing wrong. You had a nice evening with someone important to you, and I don't want to ruin the memory of that by letting you think you did something bad. I'm the one who messed up by lying."

Anna didn't agree with her, but Punz was becoming agitated and she didn't want to make it worse. Instead, she just said, "Well, okay then. But we're still doing this mani-pedi. Think of it as a… a thank you? Maybe?"

Punz smiled again, this one far less pitying. She leaned forward to kiss Anna gently on the nose. "You're welcome, dork. Let's go get our nails did."

"...okay, never say it like that again."

Laughing as she finally peeled herself out of bed, she demanded, "What? Why not? Isn't it cool?"

"Not when you say it."

"But…"

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Two months flew by after that. When she saw Elsa at Thanksgiving, it startled her to see her looking slightly older and with a few more wrinkles again; did the treatments not take? But a private word later explained that Elsa had donned a prosthetic face to affect the appearance of her own age. It was almost funny that she miraculously turned back time and now had to use such means to turn it forward again, for her family's sake.

Though of course, Kristoff and Anna knew. They just couldn't let John and Wendy in on the secret, or anyone else in Dell Valley. It seemed they had decided the time wasn't right to tell them Elsa would be moving overseas. Yet. But they couldn't avoid it forever.

Christmas was a similar affair. Apparently, despite her previous insistence that she would hang around through the holidays, Elsa had literally left after Black Friday and driven the time machine straight to December 23rd. The only reason she showed up early was to have a night with Anna before the rest of the family dropped by…

Which they did. Not one like the last time, but they held hands and kissed here and there. Cuddled in front of the TV. It was simple and sweet, and a different kind of glimpse at what life could be like once they finally were done with this experiment of theirs.

Christmas itself was a lot of fun, and the family got along the same as they ever did. It was kind of nice to forget the greater worries and just enjoy the holiday. She and Elsa and Punz were getting used to keeping the strange nature of the mother-daughter relationship under wraps by now, so there were no slip-ups that were noticed by the siblings.

Everything was wonderful… until the day after Christmas. When Elsa made her announcement.

They were all sitting around the kitchen table, leftover Christmas morsels spread across the lacquered wood. Veggies and chicken and ham, all piled high, with pie and custard still sitting in the fridge for dessert. John and Wendy were helping themselves to food – though only a sparing amount. If they were anything like Anna, they too were probably still stuffed from yesterday. Elsa looked a little queasy, but Anna's wasn't sure why. At least… not at first. But with the way Elsa was touching the mask on her face, and the way she kept shifting her gaze between Anna and Kristoff…

Anna only had a moment to realise what was about to happen and brace for impact before it was already happening.

"I hope everyone had a happy Christmas," Elsa began, smiling softly. There was a slight quaver to her voice, and Anna wasn't the only one to notice it. John and Wendy stopped arguing over the last drumstick and sat up straight, looking concerned.

"Ma?" John asked. The corner of Elsa's mouth quirked up at his tone.

"I have some news," she continued. Anna watched her siblings carefully. Both seemed to want to interrupt and guess, but were staying quiet out of respect. "Or rather, your father and I have some news."

"You're pregnant!" John blurted. The whole family turned to look at him. "What?"

"She's pushing fifty, you idiot," Wendy sighed.

"So? Didn't you see that new special about the woman who is almost sixty who got pregnant? This stuff happens!"

"No, John, I'm not pregnant," Elsa interrupted with a weak laugh to head off further bickering and keep them on the subject at hand. "I am… moving out."

Instant. Furore. And a comical gasp from Anna that was fake enough to break through some of the outrage.

"What's up with you?" Wendy managed to ask, but Kristoff was already shushing them because John was still babbling something about "one of THOSE moms" that was probably going to get him slapped.

"Now, now, we've been discussing this for a long time. Your mother and I are still good friends; we'll always be close. I would never mind living with her, either way, but… well, you go on, dear."

Nodding her thanks, the clearly-nervous Elsa took in a deep breath. "So… I'm not just moving out, but moving away from Dell Valley. There are a lot of interests I've been wanting to pursue, and I simply can't do that here. I want adventure in the great, wide… somewhere. While I still have time."

"You sound like something out of a musical!" Wendy cried out, pounding her fist on the table. "This is unacceptable! Where will you go? Who is going to take care of you?"

"I don't need anyone to 'take care' of me. I'm not an invalid."

"But you are getting up there, Ma," John reminded her with his index finger raised. "You can't be so idealistic that you won't face facts; you're gonna want to be around here when things start falling apart."

One withering look from Elsa got him shrinking back, and Punz had to suppress a snicker at the tactless man. Shaking her head, Elsa looked around to all of them. "I'm sorry if this is a shock to you. But I was sort of waiting for all three of my babies to be grown and out of the house before I moved on with my life."

"Moved on? Jesus, Mom."

It was impossible to pick who had said it, but it seemed that all the fight had gone from Elsa in one fell swoop. The woman visibly sagged, eyes falling to the table as she lowered herself to her seat. John and Wendy were still arguing, bouncing off one another in their fervour. Kristoff was trying his best to get them to stop, but went largely ignored.

"Hey, guys-" Anna began. It was a mistake.

"Anna!" Wendy cried. "You knew about this? And you're letting her?"

"Oh, I- what? How can you say-"

"Well you didn't seem all that surprised. What other secrets are you keeping? Don't you realise this is going to tear this family apart?!"

Wendy's words rang the loudest, and most painful. Everything seemed to freeze for a second before, to everyone's surprise, Punz stood up.

"Elsa- I m-mean, Mrs. McFly, wanting a chance to be happy is… going to tear this apart? Or… is that not your reaction, Wendy? Sorry, I know I'm kind of new here, but you aren't being very supportive."

There was a light sniffle, and all heads turned to the end of the table where Elsa sat. She didn't look up at her family, though if she had she would have been met with a stoney silence as John and Wendy, contrite, stared down their plates of food.

"Of course you should be happy, Ma," John began. "But do you have to bring everyone else down while you do it?"

Anna snorted. At least no one was yelling over the top of anyone else now. "Bring who down, John? None of us live at home now. You only come over on special occasions now, which is only like three or four times a year." Her eyes grew hard. "So what the fuck is the problem with Mom being happy when the only person it really impacts is Dad, and clearly he's known about it for a while?"

"Dad, you can't let Mom-"

Kristoff laughed over the rest of those words. "Let her? What have we been teaching you kids that you think Elsa can't make her own decisions?"

"I'm over here a lot more often than John is, though," Wendy snapped back at Anna. Ignoring her father, which made the man sigh and rub at his face. "Don't you care that… I mean, I'm going to miss you? Or did that not factor into your decision?"

Elsa's features grew dark and severe. "Of course it did! Don't you dare tell me what I do and do not feel, Wendy Moira Angela McFly!"

The entire table got very quiet at her outburst. The tears were still on her cheeks, but her face had gone furious as she lost her ability to suppress her feelings. Punz sat down, a little scared to see Elsa so angry, and the others weren't expecting it much more, either.

"Mom… listen-"

"No, you listen," she told John. "This is my journey, and the decision isn't yours whether or not it's necessary. I love you all so much that you'll never truly know, but just spinning my wheels here, doing this tiresome job, without having seen the rest of the world… it's not what's right for me anymore. There's something else out there, something that I intend to find. So please, just… if you can't support me, then just… don't make this any harder?"

"Sure, Mom," John breathed, clearly very put in his place. But of course, it couldn't be that easy.

"No," Wendy snapped, standing up from the table. Her own eyes were misting over by now, cheeks reddened. "I'm sorry, I… this isn't fair. It's just not fair for you to expect us to…" Throwing up both hands, she turned on her heel and stomped to the front door. There was barely a pause as she yanked it open and left.

And that was when Elsa just… broke. She didn't make a sound as she stood up, though the chair scraping along the floor was more than enough. Everyone turned from the door to look at her, but Elsa was already out and heading towards the bedrooms.

"I'll go and find Wendy," Kristoff offered, voice low. Anna merely nodded. She felt Punz slip a hand into her own, but she could hardly react. Anger boiled inside her, flowing through her veins.

But at the same time, so did the overwhelming sadness. This was the dysfunctional family she remembered; always at each others' throats. The only difference had been that Elsa had gone to her room, and not to the liquor cabinet. She wanted to cry, or scream or something. Instead, she looked at her brother and said nothing. At least he had backed off, and he certainly did look somewhat contrite. Coughing gently to clear her throat, Anna said, "I… think you should talk to Mom…"

There was nothing she could do. She could offer empty words of comfort, but the only people who had any control of the situation were Elsa, John, and Wendy. And if at least two of those people could reconcile their issues, the differences and beliefs… well, that was better than nothing.

As soon as they were alone, Anna curled in on her girlfriend. It wasn't the most comfortable position, but that didn't matter. "I thought it'd go better than that," she said softly. "Even- even without our weird thing, I don't know why it's such an issue for Elsa- Mom… for her to finally do what she wants to…"

"I don't know, Anna…" Punz said softly. Her hands trailed through Anna's hair, stroking the scalp beneath gently. "Wendy must have a reason, though… right?"

The way she phrased it was of little comfort. At the same time, there was little point in wondering, either. There were only two possible outcomes: Wendy would come back, or she wouldn't. All they could do now was wait.

After a while, John came back, looking distinctly shaken and with wet eyelashes. He went right past them into the kitchen, then came back with one of his dad's beers. Cracking it open, he only glanced at Anna and Jennifer helplessly before taking a swig.

"How did it go?" Punz asked. The only one who felt like talking out of the two.

"Terrible. But… well, not really terrible, just hard. I think I get it now. Still don't understand what she thinks she's going to find out in the world that she can't find here. I mean, the internet has everything now, right? What's the difference?"

"The difference is that it's Elsa, not you. Maybe looking at pictures of places she wants to go isn't enough."

"You two would say that, after your big summer," he snorted. But it wasn't in an unkind way. "Maybe it's a girl thing."

"Or maybe it's just a thing," Anna grunted.

"Maybe. Anyway… now I feel like a jerk. But I still want her to stay, too. That's weird, right?"

Sighing, Punz glanced at Anna, then at the hallway. She clearly was less than comfortable doing this with people she wasn't related to, and had no business bossing around, but the situation was important enough to ignore the boundaries of her comfort zone. "It's not weird to want her to stay. She's your mom. Just kinda mean to guilt her into giving up something she really needs."

"How… how long has she been thinking of this?" John asked. Anna shrugged.

"A while now. She was scared everyone would react like this and I told her not to worry." She scoffed, looking away. "How stupid."

"I'm sorry…"

"Yeah? Well I hope you told her that."

Silence descended upon them. Anna had nothing left to say, and it seemed that John didn't, either. Their ears pricked up when the sound of footfalls coming up the path reached them, but it soon became clear whose it was.

Kristoff opened the door, looking drawn and defeated. His eyes met Anna's, and within them swirled a deep sadness. They had both been hoping for a positive outcome, it seemed. And why wouldn't he have, truly? Elsa's happiness meant just as much to him as it did to Anna.

And if John and Wendy reacted so terribly to the news that Elsa was off on an adventure, well… there was no way they would ever be able to reveal the full extent of their relationship. Not that Anna had ever had any plans to do so, but it had been a comforting thought: family would always accept one another. Not this time, it seemed.

"Try not to be too hard on her," her father was saying as he dropped into a chair at the table again. "This really did come out of nowhere for you kids. And… your mother's moving overseas, it's a big change."

"Wendy isn't a 'kid'," Anna snapped back immediately. "She's older than me, and the one throwing a tantrum."

"Yes, but she's also very close to your mother, Anna. She might not be over here every weekend, but she does try to call if she can't stop by. It's going to be a big change, having to figure out… you know, Skype calls or whatever."

She knew he was making things up, trying to pretend the change really would be that Elsa was moving away. Not that she would vanish from the planet only to reappear a month or two later. So Anna only nodded and looked down at her hands.

"I did say I was sorry," John muttered, a little late. "And gave her a hug. I don't want her to hate me, or think I hate her. Just wish she'd reconsider."

"Maybe she will." Kristoff clapped his son on the forearm. "But if she doesn't, I don't want to hear another word out of you against her plans. You're not too old to take over my knee, you know."

That got him to half-laugh, half-snort, "DAD!" But at least it broke the tension in the room, and the others chuckled weakly. Nothing was going to put them in a good mood, but at least they weren't moping quite so much.

John left not long after that, though. He knocked on Elsa's door to say goodbye, but there was no answer. She had probably fallen asleep, Anna thought, but she didn't voice it. It wouldn't help anyone.

"We'll let her know," Kristoff offered. John nodded, just once.

"Thanks, Dad. I'll uh, I'll drop in to see her during the week, maybe?"

Anna and Kristoff shared a glance that was, blessedly, unnoticed by John. "Sure," Kristoff said. "How about Friday night? We can all have a week to think and… and cool off…"

John nodded. In a way, Anna was proud of him. She had been sure he would kick up the most fuss because… well, because that was the kind of person he was. He didn't always think about others. This was different – a good different.

There was little left to say after that. John finished off his drink and then excused himself. Punz began cleaning up the failure of a dinner. Anna joined her not long after – and there wasn't much to clean up, really. Just to put the food back in their containers and wash up the plates that had actually gotten that far.

"What did Wendy say?" Anna asked Kristoff quietly, once she had summoned some courage.

"Just that she needed time to think. She was kind of tight-lipped after that outburst. It's…" He sighed and shrugged. Clearly, he didn't know what to say, either. "I'm going to try to talk to your mother. Who knows if it'll do any good, but…"

They let him get on with it. Nearly an hour passed before he came back out, looking a little drawn but no worse for wear than that. Flashing a weak smile toward Punz, Anna slipped in to take his spot.

"Hey," she whispered, caressing over her side. She was curled into a ball on their bed, facing away from the door. She hadn't even taken off her shoes in all that time, still looking exactly as she had when she made the announcement.

"Go away, Anna."

"C'mon, don't be like that." Elsa didn't respond, so she kept petting. "I'm sorry everything went to shit."

"I feel stupid for being surprised. That's the worst part; I should have known this was going to be… difficult, and it was, and I'm still shocked anyway. Disappointed with myself."

Frowning, Anna whispered, "How they reacted… it's just… they're being babies."

"Exactly, Anna. They're being babies. My babies."

"Well…" She didn't know what to say to that.

"I'm their mother. Your mother, too, in case you forgot somehow. I'm being irresponsible. Motherhood doesn't end when they grow and leave the house."

"But it does! Like, you're still family, but now it's up to them to finish growing up on their own, right?" When she got no reply, Anna curled around Elsa's back and snuggled close. "I'm sorry. But I think… they'll get better. John already is, he just had to flip out for a second first."

"But what if it doesn't?" Elsa asked quietly. She sounded so fragile. "What if- what if, by doing this, I do manage to- to tear this family apart?"

"No, you won't. If – a really big 'if' – something were to happen, then… it wouldn't be your fault. Whenever I wanted to try something, you let me. John wanted to play football and even though some of his games were really far away, and you were worried about his safety, you made it work. Same with Wendy's dance – and that was expensive, too! Events halfway across the country and everything."

Elsa let out a small noise. "How do you even know that?" she asked softly. Anna closed her eyes, placing a kiss on the centre of Elsa's neck.

"Because… I've been looking through the family photo albums, and talking to Wendy sometimes. Dad sometimes. You know, in my timeline they asked if they could, back when I was little. And you had to say no because we just didn't have the money. And I think that's when things started going downhill. You couldn't make your babies happy, so why should you be, too?" Sighing, she pulled away. "You made them happy here because you could. You had the time and the money to make it work for them. They should respect you enough to realise that it shouldn't be any different for you, now that they're grown up and it's your turn."

She probably wasn't helping. Elsa said nothing, and Anna didn't know how to convince her that she should be happy. There was a sinking sensation in her gut, and it took her a little while to figure it out. Seemed her body understood a lot more than she realised. And the last thing she wanted was to make this about herself, but the question had to be asked. And whatever Elsa's reaction, Anna would just have to accept it.

She refused to be one of the people who argued about someone else's decisions.

"Do you… maybe not want to do this anymore?" The words were innocent enough, but despite Anna's intentions, the meaning was still clear: Am I worth this pain and upset?

"That's… a very big question. But… I'm doing it. Too late to turn back now." She rolled over to kiss Anna's face. Her cheeks were drenched with tears already, and she moved in for a hug quickly so Anna wouldn't have the chance to see how anguished she was. "They already told me that this procedure can't be reversed, except through the natural course of time. In a little over a decade and a half, I'll look vaguely like I did before I ever set foot in the DeLorean."

A little "oh" croaked out of Anna's throat as she thought about that. So it really was too late. "But… the masks…"

"Yes, I could do that, but… oh, what would be the point? Living a lie even worse than the lie I've been living the past thirty years. It would just…"

"Yeah," she agreed with a frown. "I'm sorry, Elsa. This whole thing sucks."

"It's not your fault. And listen." Her hands came up to trap her daughter's cheeks between them. "It really isn't. I know it's tempting to feel as if it is now, but… if it's anyone's fault, it's mine for… for seducing you-"

"I didn't stop you," Anna countered with a quiver to her lip.

"So?" she burst out. "We were both teenagers! Just because I'm not one anymore… back then, we were the exact same age with the exact same responsibilities, and that's that. I'm tired of playing the blame game, either with you or myself as the guilty party. It happened. We felt what we felt, and maybe it was wrong, but either way… it was powerful, and real, and… and I think it's worth doing this to pursue a love like that."

Nodding, Anna looked away for a moment. She was so… relieved. Every time this subject came up, she felt a very strong and unassailable fear that Elsa would crumble in on herself, would realise what the hell she was doing and call the whole thing off. How wonderful that she wasn't! Even with John and Wendy upset, she still wanted her, still felt dedicated to their being together. It made her feel loved in a way that neither Elsa nor Punz ever had quite been able to reach before, despite their very sweet and earnest efforts.

As she had heard before somewhere, love isn't just a feeling. It's an action. And Elsa's actions touched her very deeply.

Anna couldn't help herself. She kissed Elsa, long and deep, hands cupping her cheeks and wiping away the sticky tears. Elsa didn't fight back; on the contrary, she pushed forward, bringing their bodies even closer as she rolled, just barely, atop Anna.

It didn't last long. As much as Anna would love to kiss Elsa until the cows came home, this really wasn't the best time – and it wasn't just because the mask made it feel weird. Kristoff and Punz were just outside, and though it was highly unlikely that they would enter – at least, not without knocking first – it still seemed like a poor choice.

"I love you," she said softly, slowly extricating herself. Elsa didn't put up much of a fight. Even less so when she tried to follow and Anna gently pushed her back onto the bed. "Stay here, okay? Punz is already cleaning up everything; we can take care of you for once."

Nodding, Elsa let herself be tucked in. She looked tired – the side-effects of a highly emotional afternoon, it seemed. By the time Anna was shutting the door behind her, Elsa's eyes had already fluttered closed.

"Love you," Anna whispered against the wood. Even if the closed door was the only one who could hear it.

                                                   To Be Continued…

#Fractal The Future #fruipit #forkanna writes #BTTF crossover #elsanna fanfic #elsanna #jess the writer

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WARNING: NSFW again, including the butt.

This is it, the grand finale to my Persona 4 extended universe! I honestly do believe I'm through and have no more to say, even though I've certainly enjoyed my time here. Hope the little cameos make up for the long waits between chapters. Thanks to all of you for reading this far; it means the world that you came along with me on this journey into a bizarre crackship. To anyone who read my previous work, as well, I appreciate you doubly.

See you all soon! Jessex

PS: Watch for me to start publishing something that isn't this or FTF very soon~

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                                         GOLDEN EPILOGUE

Jetlag had become the enemy. Every time Rise landed anywhere, she felt like she lost an entire precious week of her lifespan — gone into the ether. Loving her life and her work didn't instantly replenish her energy reserves; she still had to take time to breathe and see to her physical and mental health. That was almost another full-time job on top of her actual full-time job.

But this time, she had some excitement to keep her from succumbing to the lack of energy. Yes, she also had a nap on her private jet and the espresso she slammed down at the airport, but those weren't the elements most responsible for her good cheer.

That was waiting for her in the hotel room.

"Ma'am, please don't walk too far ahead," said the beefy American on her lefthand side.

"WHAT?" she said loudly. Then she cleared her throat. "I… sorry, I am… still learning?"

"Please walk slow enough for us to protect you adequately."

"We are slow together," she confirmed with a sigh. "Okay."

The other guard, a Japanese woman who had been part of her team on the road for some time now, answered in their native language, "So your lessons are still at a standstill, Kujikawa-san?"

"Oh, shut up. I can't speak this clunky, round language!"

"It's… 'round'?"

"Nevermind! Just, like, tell him that they aren't getting off the elevator; you know the drill."

"Not very well, ma'am. I can count the number of times you two have had hotel meet-ups on one hand. But yes, I remember how it was handled last time. Don't worry, we'll work on making it a smoother transition and informing the local teams."

"Good, thank you," she sighed. "I'm sorry, I just… we only have two days-"

"I know," she said gently, laying a hand on her shoulder. "Let me just get you checked in so we can move upstairs soon, alright?"

"Thank you. What would I even do without you?"

"Hopefully we don't have to find out. Well… not yet."

"Huh?"

"Nothing. Just wait here."

While her bodyguard moved toward the front desk, she hung back at the elevator with the big jock. He moved to stop a well-dressed woman carrying a garment bag who was approaching — but she quickly shushed him. "Let her to me!"

"What? Let her what to ya?"

"Just…" Frustrated, she turned back to the other woman and asked in Japanese, "Help! How do I tell him who you are or whatever?!" The woman told her, so she turned back to the brute and said, "Yes! This is a woman with my clothes!" He sighed irritably and stepped back from where he had been standing between them. Shaking her head, she stepped closer and whispered, "Thank God, someone else who doesn't speak Yankee!"

"Japanese is still my second language," the tall blonde chuckled with a wide smile as they embraced. "How are you holding up? You look a little tired."

"Good, I'm good. It feels like it's been so long!"

"It has, it has. Almost three years — more than three years? Good God, you look wonderful."

Giggling, she led her over toward the bar — just a natural instinct. Even though she was anxious to get to her room, she couldn't very well miss this rare chance to catch up with an old friend. "You had to have seen me plenty of times on the news."

"It's not the same. But I always love getting your emails." As they sat at the bar, she lowered her voice to whisper, "Everything okay with you and…?"

"Pretty good. I mean, as good as can be expected."

"That sounds serious." When the bartender came over, she said, "Scotch and soda. And…?"

"Soda and cranberry," she said with a slight protrusion of her tongue. Behind her hand, she whispered, "Still not quite twenty-one. Which is silly; I'd be old enough in just about any country besides this one…"

"Don't worry about that so much. Honestly, drinking is a demon that never quite hops off your back for far too many people; just enjoy that it's not an issue for you." Once their drinks had arrived, she handed over a card.

"Just these or are you starting a tab?"

"Just these."

"Good. I'll ring you up right away, Miss McBride."

Nodding to him in thanks, she turned back as she adjusted her square-framed glasses and smiled at Rise. "I won't keep you too long tonight — I know what it's like to want to just fall into bed. But if you have time tomorrow, or after the show…"

"You really missed me, huh?" When the woman only shrugged, she stared down at her knees. "I, u-um… you're so much older and cooler than me. Yeah, yeah, I'm a pop idol, but it's a different thing. So it's hard for me to accept that you even care, even if we have kept in touch; sitting in front of my phone or my laptop, I can kinda forget how badass you are, and it's like you're just another girl I went to high school with."

"I don't know if I'm flattered I seem so young online, or insulted that I seem so old in person."

"Whaaat? NO! Ohmygosh, I didn't mean it like- I'm so sorry!" She covered her face with her hands and said in a much more muffled tone, "Ughhh, I thought being an adult would make me less dumb around you!"

With a casual laugh, the older woman reached out to tuck a lock of hair behind Rise's ear before pulling her wrists gently away until her rosy face came back into view. "You are never dumb. I think I'm just Mommy."

"Huh? You aren't my mom. Trust me, she's terrible." In spite of her best efforts, that situation had not improved much. But at least they were still trying.

"No, no, I meant that y- nevermind. My point is, my age probably subconsciously intimidates you, even though I haven't made any advances since that initial meeting. But if we spent more time together, that might fade. Not that we'll get the opportunity."

Frowning, Rise accepted the non-alcoholic beverage that was set down in front of her. "Yeah… my schedule is pretty tight. But I still wanna try! Okay? A-and I'll see you at the show, at least, right? Or… do you have to go?"

"I'll be there," she promised her with a small smile, not entirely devoid of warmth. "But you got that dress — be careful with it. I'll see you tomorrow night."

"Thanks," she breathed, pulling her in for a tight hug. Trying not to think too much about how nice it felt. For the past few years, she felt like she was getting steadily gayer, even though there had never been anyone who had the power to pull her into a situation she couldn't handle. "See you, Lady K."

"SHHH!" she warned her. "I don't want that getting around. Take care, Risette."

"Rgh. I don't use that anymore."

"And I don't use 'Lady K' out in the real world. Point made?" When Rise nodded as she pulled back, looking like a chagrined kid, the sometimes-dominatrix laughed softly down at her. "Good. Have fun tonight."

"Oh, there's no doubt I will!"

Once she parted company with Lady K, the security team helped her upstairs into the room now that she had a key. Her stomach was doing backflips; she couldn't wait to get in there. She stepped off with her bodyguard as the other security member nodded to them and rode back down; it was his job to stake out the lobby now that he had escorted her this far.

"Secure. Use your card key and let me in first."

"Come on, it's really not that serious… but fine, fine."

The intensely serious woman unlocked the door, drawing her gun at the same time. Rise still felt a thrill of dread every time she saw that; a few stalking scares had made it impossible to completely dispense with this type of precaution. But they only got a few steps into the room before-

"God, you know I'm in here; is this really fucking necessary?"

Before her bodyguard could even fully lower her firearm, Rise was practically leaping out of her sneakers and sprinting across the penthouse to throw herself into Ai's arms, tossing the garment bag containing a dress worth several thousand dollars away like a used paper towel. Her partner looked as flawlessly beautiful as ever — moreso, somehow. Each time they saw each other, she felt like her bold eyes grew bolder, her sweet lips prouder yet softer. Everything about her aged like a fine wine, getting richer and more inviting. Of course, it had only been a few years, but nothing had changed.

"Yes," her guard snapped. "There's an unknown person on premises; we can't be too careful."

There was someone else in the hotel room. Rise hadn't noticed immediately because her tunnel vision for her girlfriend was so bad.

"I was just leaving," laughed the redheaded American as she popped up from the couch. "Catching up with my old CHUM!"

"Wow, Erica, your Japanese is getting better!" Rise observed with a big smile. "That's amazing!"

"Yep! I've been practicing since I heard Ai was hitting town." Then she switched: "How is your English getting? Can you understand me?"

"U-uhhh… yes, I can understand. But I cannot say… good… words? My talking is bad."

"What did you eat today?" her bodyguard asked, more out of habit from all their practice than anything. She was still checking the bedroom and the kitchen, behind curtains.

"Eat delicious banana. Oh — I eat it?" Then she grunted and deflated before lapsing into Japanese again. "Yeah, I'm terrible."

"You also really mangled 'delicious'," Erica giggled as she pulled Rise in for a big hug, lifting her off the ground. Still so tall and strong! "But you did great! Really, you're getting there, and I'm so proud of you, girl!"

"Thank you," she said in a strangled voice until she was put down.

"Let her breathe," Ai chuckled, putting a hand on both their shoulders. "I'll for sure hit you up tomorrow, Erica. I can't believe you came all this way!"

"Well, it wasn't just for you, but yeah, I couldn't miss this chance to see you guys!" She kissed them both on the cheek before skipping toward the door. "And I swear I didn't steal anybody's passport!" she yelled in the bodyguard's general direction.

"Perhaps not. But the guards downstairs will still frisk you."

At that, the boisterous ginger yelped and put her hands on her hips. "No way! They frisk and they GET frisked! Or… something- whatever!" Then she waved with a huge grin at her friends. "You kids have a nice time! Don't do anything I wouldn't do!"

Then they were alone with the guard. Rise knew what she wanted was alone time with her girlfriend — the love of her life. The one who completed her and left her feeling like she was missing a limb every day they spent apart. There was one more thing to take care of first, however.

"Um… do you mind if we have a little privacy? Like we discussed?"

The woman's severe features turned quite weary as she holstered her firearm again. "Very well. You know I don't like this; it makes my job much more difficult. But Ebihara-san and I always have your best interests at heart, so…"

Ai nodded. "Damn right. Looking good, by the way."

"Thank you," she said with a tight smile, reaching to touch her own face and neck briefly — as if she couldn't resist doing so. "It's been nice having a safe space in which to recover and also pursue gainful employment."

"Wow, are you reading off your resume?" Rise giggled.

"However, I still…" She took a deep breath, turning away so her silvery hair hid her face. "I will leave you two to your evening together."

"No, wait. What is it?" When she just shook her head, the pop star's brow furrowed and she moved closer to the bodyguard.

"It's cool," Ai added as she joined them. Their guard was clearly becoming more anxious and claustrophobic, even if she was good at hiding it. "You know we've got your back. So whatever the issue is, like, we'll take care of it. And fuck whoever was the problem."

Shaking her head, she told them both, "No, no one is the problem. It's just… I have come to the difficult decision that I will resign from my commission at the end of this tour."

Rise's face fell. "Oh."

"Don't worry, I'll train my replacement. I wouldn't leave you without adequate protection; that's unacceptable, and I would be failing in my commission if I didn't make sure you'll continue to be kept safe, even after I'm no longer by your s-"

"It's not that! We just… we'll miss you. Wow, it's like the end of an era…"

While Rise was trying not to succumb to her heartbreak and start sniffling, Ai asked her, "This about family shit? I know that was a big part of why you didn't go home right afterward."

"Yes, exactly. I've put off following in my father's footsteps for long enough, and… and I'm worried about my sister, growing up with no one to watch over her. Even if she's typically been very capable and level-headed, she's still young and I am shirking my big sister duty to help guide her future."

The other two women embraced her tightly. After a few seconds spent stiff as a board, she finally relaxed and embraced them back. Rise knew she was probably thinking things like "breach of protocol" and "irrational emotional displays", but was happy that she could push through.

"I appreciate the support," she sighed, voice tight with suppressed tears. "And I will always be grateful that you gave a newly-transitioning woman such important work, but… to everything there is a season, or so they say. Private security has been good to me, but I want to make a bigger difference in law enforcement. For myself and our family."

"They do say that," Ai sighed, pulling her in for another hug. This time she didn't resist nearly as much. "But that doesn't mean we won't miss you. Don't be a stranger."

"We'll see."

"No, no we won't!" Rise pouted. "We're not gonna 'see' if you can get up off your butt and call once in a while! You will! Right? Please?"

With a reluctant smile, the bodyguard pulled out the noise-cancelling earbuds from her jacket pocket and held them close to her ears. "Of course. Remember to tap my left shoulder if you need anything else, so I won't assume you're a threat. Until then… enjoy your time together. I know how precious little of it you have."

"Thanks, Niijima-san. For literally everything."

"Of course, ma'am."

Once her bodyguard had her earbuds in and was sitting in a chair by the front door of the suite, looking like she was ready to stake it out for days if necessary, Rise took a deep breath and turned back to her girlfriend with a big grin. "Okay. Fuck me."

"Calm the hell down," she laughed with a smile just as wide, pulling her closer by her forearms. "We have plenty of time to just hang out. Also, I'd like to not do this right next to the bodyguard. Might get her all hot and bothered."

"Shhh!" she half-cackled as they headed over to the couch. She noticed Erica had been drinking sparkling water; her lipstick stains were all over the mouth of the bottle, and Ai wasn't wearing any. "But this is what I have been dying for like, the last six tour dates… I don't know if I can keep this up."

Ai frowned a little as she reached over to comb her perfectly-buffed fingernails through her lover's hair. "I know. It's rough sometimes, but… at least we can video chat, and text. And then there's days like these."

"The best days."

"Yeah," she breathed before leaning in to kiss her cheek. "So quit your bitching. An international pop star has to make sacrifices."

Rise couldn't help laughing aloud. She also couldn't help glancing over at her security personnel, just to check if she heard the noise, but she acted as if she hadn't, at the very least; that was good enough. They both had to get used to that now, and more or less had already. It was just still weird that it was part of her reality.

"Not 'international', wow. I have one single that made the charts here! ONE!"

"For five weeks."

"Y-yeah, but like, shut up," she wound up giggling as her cheeks turned pink. Anyone else could talk her up about it and she would just blow them off, but when her girlfriend did it, suddenly everything was a big deal.

"Never," she sighed as she pulled Rise into her lap. All the way into it — one movement, fluid and confident. They had grown so used to each other, their ways and habits, that things like that came easy now. A rhythm similar to the songs Rise sang — that she was finally beginning to help compose instead of relying solely on her staff of producers and songwriters — that pervaded her soul and dictated her every move. Ai even seemed to catch the same waves, despite not being in the industry whatsoever.

No, she was in a completely different industry. Which reminded her… "How's it been going here? Did anyone get mad that you moved your show?"

"Ugh," Ai grunted, settling in with her arms around her girlfriend's waist. "You thought the bitches in Japan were divas? They have nothing on these whores out here. I almost got into a fistfight yesterday."

"No!"

"Swear to god. Like, this model said she didn't like my designs and that they seemed last season, and I told her she didn't have to have taste, she just had to wear my shit well. Bitch tried to grab for my hair! It's my fucking show, what the hell was she thinking? I would claw her eyes out and never break a nail."

Throughout most of that story, Rise had been sitting there with her mouth hanging open in shock. "Excuse me? Where is this little twat? I will claw her eyes out myself!"

"Don't worry, I took care of-"

"That's my girlfriend she threatened, she doesn't get to do that!"

With a small, truly happy chuckle, Ai pulled the popstar a little closer so she could kiss the side of her neck. "I love the fuck out of you, slut."

Rise couldn't help pouting a tiny bit. "Not a slut. You know there's nobody but you."

"Me and Lady K." When Rise already began to roll her eyes, she said firmly, "This isn't about you using her company's designs and not mine, either. I understand that you don't want to show favoritism. I'm kidding anyway."

"I use your designs all the time…"

"Which we all appreciate." Her tone had taken on a patient quality that made Rise feel a little bad, but she was committed to the pout now.

"Okay, I'm sorry. Just don't be mean about Lady K. Kay?"

"Kay-kay," Ai teased with a smirk as she caressed up and down Rise's back through her silk blouse. This had factored heavily into her decision to actually wear that particular garment; she just wanted to give Ai immediate access once they were together.

"Shush, jerk."

"Do you want this jerk to carry you into that bedroom so we can get started?"

"Absolutely," she sighed as lips went back to her neck, and her heart fluttered. "You have no idea how bad I'm dying for it… it's been so long…"

As she stood with Rise in her arms, prompting a little squeak, Ai purred, "I might have some idea. Like, I've been just as bad. But unlike you, I at least remember how to use my hand."

Rolling her eyes, she sighed and said, "You really just can't let that one go." The pointed silence prompted her to elaborate, "I don't like it! I don't know, it's weird, I… it's just so much better when it's you, and you know I don't really like to settle for less than the best."

"I know, baby." Ai was so strong now; once upon a time, the thought of building muscle mass had sent her into a dysphoric panic, but being so well accepted by Rise and their friends had helped her accept that she could be a strong woman. That and her hormones doing their job, of course.

"Not that Chie doesn't keep telling me I need to."

"How is Officer Bean-Flicker?"

Rise giggled as she was tossed casually onto the bed, bouncing slightly and windmilling her legs for stability. "She prefers Officer Muff-Diver. But um, she's good; says she and Yukiko are trying to find a house!"

"Whoa, really?" Ai asked as she pulled out a little black bag from within the contents of her floral print suitcase. "I thought they would just keep staying at the Amagi Inn. I mean, it's gonna be theirs and all."

"Yeah, um… her mom is still being kind of weird about that. I think she still believes they'll eventually break up and find husbands. But at least she hasn't said she's not giving it to Yukiko anymore; that's not anything they have to panic about."

Ai grunted as she began to undress. "I can relate. But like, at least your grandma likes me okay, and Dad loves the fuck outta you."

"Your dad is really sweet," Rise agreed with a big grin. Should she take her socks off? Ai hated when she kept them on in bed, but she had been in them all night and all day, on multiple flights. Maybe she was just being silly. Rolling her eyes at herself, she kicked them off. "I think the only thing he doesn't like about me is that I didn't take the name Ebihara."

"Well, why would you? We aren't officially married; we don't really have that in Japan."

"Yeah. I mean, we applied for the partnership license; we haven't been rejected, Chie and Yukiko already have theirs, Kanji-kun and Naoto-kun do too… but I know it's not the same."

Her girlfriend shrugged as she kicked her panties at Rise's head, making the latter giggle again. "It sucks but that's how the world is. For now."

"Well, I heard they're working on it here," Rise replied delicately as she looked respectfully at her lover's body. Or not very respectfully at all; she was ready and chomping at the bit to dive in, but just getting to speak with her and play with her was equally wonderful. "Maybe… we should move?"

That stopped Ai in her tracks as she half-knelt on the bed, blinking at the little pop sensation. "You'd seriously consider moving to America? Like… they speak English here."

"Hey, I'm not THAT bad at it!"

"'Eat delicious banana'?" While Rise pouted much harder than before, she snorted and crawled even closer, her bright hazel eyes glittering with mirth and intent. "Though I guess you would learn a lot faster with immersion."

"Alright, well… this has been fun but now I guess I need to find another hotel room."

"Stop," Ai snorted.

"Well, hey, you're bullying me and here I am trying to be all sexy and-"

Her words got cut off by the way Ai pulled her in for a tight hug and a gentle, "Shhhh. Everything is fine. So you're not the greatest with English; you're still the most amazing woman I have ever known in my entire life, you dumb cunt. So quit your whining."

Shaking her head, she rolled her eyes as she forced herself to focus on the positives. More than anything else, it was the way Ai had slipped that extremely sweet compliment in with that salt and ridicule. Still amazing after all those years. But instead of just taking it lying down, she pounced on her partner and pressed her back down into the bed, straddling her as she pinned her arms down at her sides.

"May I help you?" Ai grunted with a slight smirk.

"I wanna ride you. Is that cool?"

"Mmm, that's not how this works anymore, baby."

"No — no no, that's not what I meant."

It took a moment for the penny to drop. "Oh. I, uh… well, yeah, actually that would be amazing. I need to before the night is over, anyway."

"Of course, yeah. Sooo… I can?"

"Ugh. You look like you're about to get cotton candy, not fuck the shit out of me."

"There's cotton candy?!" Of course, all Rise got for her trouble was being tickled a lot and she wound up flailing all over the place, crying with laughter. When she couldn't take it anymore, she started squealing, "I'LL PEE! STOP, STOP, I'M GONNA PEE ALL OVER!"

Now being the one pinned, Rise looked up when the laughter faded to see an angel grinning down at her… and just looking so beautiful that she couldn't stand it. She leaned up to crash their lips together, ignoring the surprised squeak as they enjoyed this long-delayed moment, letting it wash over them while they lay in each other's arms.

"Somebody feels ready," Rise whispered, sliding her hand slowly down Ai's stomach.

"Mmm, always with these grabby hands. Such a slut." She dug her nails in momentarily, prompting a hiss of pain. "Ooh, is that supposed to be some kind of punishment?"

"Not for you, masochist." Then she hit home…

"Nnhh… careful, that was really expensive…"

Giggling, she set a decent pace as she gently turned their bodies until Ai was on the bottom again. All she had wanted was to make her common law wife feel good, to get her body singing as loudly and strongly as she did at every performance across the globe. "Hey, I know that as well as you do. Mostly because you kind of couldn't make any money while you were recovering; I had to become your sugar mama."

"WOW," Ai burst out, a little breathily as she rolled her hips into the touch. "Y-you don't… mmmhhh… don't be a dick…" Though an instant later, her eyes fluttered open again and she smiled up at her. "You already know… I'm never going to be able to repay you. So stop lording it over me."

"No, I'm teasing you for acting like I wouldn't know. There's a big difference." And as she slipped a finger into her girlfriend's wetness, she leaned down to whisper into her ear, "Money well spent, as far as I'm concerned."

That moment gave way to simply enjoying each other. Rise in particular loved hearing the new noises she could prompt from Ai now that they had reached this later stage of their journey; the fear was gone, the discomfort and the uncertainty had long since faded. Now it was just the woman she loved sounding like the woman she loved, free to be herself without inhibitions. Just as she would have wanted regardless of what steps were necessary to achieve it, or if any were taken at all.

"Can I get you there today, baby?"

Ai chuckled breathlessly, entire face flushed. "Magic eight ball says… signs point to 'yes'!" And that "yes" was definitely one of pure pleasure. Sometimes Ai couldn't quite achieve orgasm; that was the unfortunate trade-off. But that didn't seem to dampen her spirits one bit.

Not to mention they still had so many nights like these. When scheduling didn't keep them apart.

"Mmhhh, fuck, I'm so close! Rise!"

"Do you need something bigger?" she purred without slowing down.

"No, no, just… just you!" Her back arched as that big O inched closer and closer.

Which meant the diva would rise to the challenge. She could count on one hand the number of times she hadn't been able to send her lover into fits of passion — and all of them had followed her procedure. The learning curve presented a unique challenge. Now she was thrusting two fingers in and out of Ai at a near brutal speed, reassured by the moans that she wasn't going too fast, being too rough.

There they were. A few more poundings, a little more attention to that well sculpted clit that she was growing to love dearly, and her supermodel fashionista girlfriend came as hard as she ever had, clutching the sheets for stability despite how futile it was. Rise had come close to climaxing herself just from watching the show a few times. It was her favorite thing.

When Ai was finally through with her aftershocks, she lay there sweating and smiling up at her — the most adorable girl in the world. Her lips twitched as if she were going to say something, but she was too overcome with pleasure and wrung out from exertion.

"Mmm, is that supposed to be 'thank you'?" Rise asked. Ai nodded, and Rise couldn't help but giggle as she reached her free hand up to caress over her warm cheek.

"Uh… huh." Licking her lips, she finally managed to reach up and hold the hand against her face. "You… gimme a few minutes and…"

"You don't have to," she laughed softly. "I just want you to be happy."

"No… just… get me a water? And I'll…"

So Rise started to get up. But on the way, she made sure to take her fingers into her mouth, cleaning them thoroughly in full view. Ai's smile did widen a little, even though she still hadn't recovered her wind enough to do much better than that.

While she fetched a refreshment for her paramour, Rise reflected on everything they had been through. It felt like so much… yet sometimes it still felt as if it had been yesterday when they first started sniping at each other, fighting for supremacy in Yu Narukami's eyes. Not that he ever truly wanted to date either of them; she saw that clearly now. He was a dear friend they all needed at the time and they were all changed for the better because of his impact on their lives. Even though he was the only old friend Rise hadn't kept in touch with…

But she didn't care to feel melancholic and wistful right now. She just wanted Ai.

"Thanks," Ai sighed when she was handed one of the two bottles of Aqua Balance in her girlfriend's hands, immediately chugging half. "Pahh! Whew… that's better."

"Good," she giggled before taking another small sip. She wasn't winded at all; just had a few sore muscles in her shoulder from slamming fingers into Ai over and over.

"I'm very down to fuck you senseless, babe. Now that I have breath back."

Rise grinned. "That's okay. I'm happy making you happy, you know that."

"No, I'm no fucking pillow princess. So do you wanna sit on my face, or should I get…?"

"Oh, Inmo-ko-chan?" Rise's old nickname for one of Ai's pubes had been transferred onto something else. "You sure you're not too worn out from me hitting you in the sweet spot?"

"Nah, I'm good. Just trying to feel out what you need."

"Hmmmm…" Rise thought it over, glancing at the bag her girlfriend had produced earlier and yet remained unused thus far. "Can I think about it while I sit on your face?"

Trying to smirk but grinning in spite of herself, she muttered, "Wow, how am I supposed to give you any input if my mouth is covered?" At Rise's pleading look, she rolled her eyes and let out a long sigh as she motioned for her girlfriend to come closer.

"Yay!"

"Uh huh. 'Yay'. You are such a nerd sometimmmph!"

Having her face sat on did preclude her ability to keep speaking. Not that Rise's teasing ended there. "What was that? I'm a nerd? Which one of us keeps trying to look up Ritsuko Kurosawa to get an autograph?" At the strangled noises from between her thighs, Rise shivered and tried not to pitch forward as she laughed, "Well, you do!"

Not that Ai didn't start eating her out for all she was worth. After a few more rolls of her hips, she decided to do something that would give her lover a little thrill. Taking a breath to stabilise herself, she drew her focus together — this wasn't all that difficult. She just had to put herself into a performance mindset so she could sing in spite of the exertion her girlfriend was causing; she had performed under more challenging circumstances.

"Totsuzen no kissu ya… atsui manazashi de…"

Oh, that prompted the most adorable moan of interest from beneath her. Out of the corner of her eyes, she noticed the movement; Ai's thighs were twitching together with renewed interest, despite having gotten off so recently. That was both hot and adorable. So she kept going, singing while her hips shifted forward and backward, enjoying the attentions of that eager mouth.

"I'm just playing games, I know that's plastic looove! Dance to the plastic beat, another morning cooomes!" What an appropriate word. Right when she reached the end of the song, she climaxed hard all over those flawless features she was seated astride, back arching and face pointed toward the hotel suite ceiling in exultation. It was so good and she couldn't believe the reason — even if it had been her own damn idea.

Once she moved to the side and grabbed her water again, she saw Ai slowly sit up and stare at her with a semi-shocked expression. It was so rare to see her girlfriend caught off guard that she found it incredibly endearing; she almost looked innocent, even if she was far from.

"Wha… did you really just… Mariya all the way to cumming?!"

"I did," she teased with a big grin as she recapped the bottle. "Now, are you turned on again and need me to help, or do you want to help me some more?"

"Mmhh, God, don't give me a choice like that. You are so hot right now."

Rise pouted. "Right now? What about before now?" When Ai just rolled her eyes, she broke and laughed, reaching over to hug her closer. "We have that special harness for Inmo-ko-chan. We could, um… take care of both of us at the same time…"

Oh, the way she bit her lip and squirmed. It was a done deal.

The pop star was clapping her hands excitedly as Ai brought out the slick leather harness and began to pull it up her hips. On the inside of the crotch was a crystal blue contraption that would stay inside Ai and hit all her spots just right — so long as the battery power held out, at any rate. And on the outside of the same area was…

"INMO-KOOO-CHAAAN!" she cried out with joy, leaning down to rub her cheek against the flesh-toned little length of silicone. It moved obediently, since it really didn't have any choice in the matter. Ai looked down at her, definitely more bemused than anything.

"You look dumb."

"I look like a girlfriend who missed you," she reminded her with another pout as she reached up to stroke the shaft. "And this was our deal, right? So don't make fun of me."

Another sigh from the fashionista. Even though she still loved their toy, Rise did understand why Ai wasn't all that thrilled about it; she had to have a mold made of her previous equipment, which was mostly funny to Rise but bizarre for both of them, in all honesty. That meant Rise could keep being serviced by that beautiful cock she had come to adore without Ai having to keep it attached to her person; they both got something they wanted. Sort of.

"I know," she breathed, reaching down to comb her fingers through the pop star's fringe. "And I mean, I used to be more mad about it, but… well… I never told you this."

"Hm?" Rise asked as she took the faux-phallus into her mouth, closing her eyes and wishing it tasted as close to her girlfriend's former anatomy as it looked. But at least they had sprung for the double-silicone, so it felt a lot closer to how she remembered.

"About a week after I told you I was ready to, uh… go under the knife… ugh, this isn't the time for this, I'm sorry."

Pulling off, she demanded, "No, no, spit it out. This sounds important."

"Fine. I, uh, walked in on you sobbing on the phone to Yukiko."

"Sobbing? What about? But it's pretty sneaky of y… you…"

Rise finally remembered. It had been some time, but the incident Ai referenced had been when Rise hit a low she hadn't expected to hit. Even though she had been telling both herself and her girlfriend that the surgery was nothing but positive and she was all for it, and completely in her corner…

"I don't know what you had said before that," Ai went on as she sat next to Rise on the bed. "But like, I heard you say you couldn't stand the idea of never being fucked the way I used to fuck you. That it was… like losing part of us, not just of me."

"I was really stupid. Like, this is about who you are, and I was being a brat. It's really embarrassing to think about that now — can't believe you overheard all that!"

However, Ai had already started shaking her head. "It wasn't stupid, and you weren't a brat. Like, if you tried to say I shouldn't do it, then yeah. But it's… I knew you liked my dick, but I never really appreciated…" Ai took a breath, and it was fairly obvious it was to stop herself from crying. "I had some second thoughts."

"NO! No, no no no, oh honey, I never wa-"

"And eventually put those aside," she pushed ahead as she held Rise closer, petting along her hair. "That was when I started looking into dildos that felt like the real thing. And on some site or other, I found the 'make a copy of your own fuckstick' deal we eventually went with."

Rise turned more fully toward her, reaching up to hold her shoulders. "That meant so much to me. But y-yeah, I'm sorry I was crying at Yuki-chan and you, um, heard all that stupidity."

"NOT stupid. I mean, it's stupid you thought that was stupid, but you're not stupid, Risette. Never."

They shared a kiss, got tangled in it completely. Fell into the bed, wrapped legs around other legs. Hips only picking up speed as their need to comfort each other gradually began to reach fever pitch. Lying on their sides, she felt Ai raise her leg as she began to pound her so well that her mind went blank, filled with nothing but love and pleasure for the time being. A welcome respite from the rigors of a world tour.

"Is… is there anything else you need, babe? Spankings, or…?"

"No… well… mmhh! This is so fucking good!"

"But you need more," she prompted, knowing Rise well enough to guess that. Too well. "Spit it out, whore, before… we both cum again!"

Smacking her on the shoulder for calling her a whore, she finally took a breath as they came to a stop. "God… you are… like a dog with a bone! But… um… I guess I do want some attention in, um…"

"It's okay," Ai told her in a whisper as she kissed her flushed cheek. Rise felt her eyes watering, and her heart was pounding, and her lungs felt constricted; anxiety reaction. Even after all this time, she still couldn't just come right out and make this simple request from the one person she trusted the most. "All in on your back? Or all fours and a thumb?"

"God… on my back."

"Really? The full treatment?" When Rise just screwed her eyes shut, she felt lips pressing into them one at a time. "Everything is fine. You're fine. I love you, moron; I would die for you. This is an easy 'yes', baby."

"I know," she breathed softly. "Thank you."

And now she was on her back, Ai reaching into the bag for a little lube. By now, they didn't even need to really work her up to anything; she had enough experience with anal play to take it with ease as long as she was properly lubricated and the pressure was steady and gentle.

"You know, I gotta say," her wife sighed as she listened to Rise's little mewlings and squeals, "I never expected you to be the bigger butt-slut out of the two of us. Like, total reversal."

"St-stoooop! Don't… you can't say things like… mmhhh, oh yeah, I missed this! YES!"

Though much like Ai, she also often wondered why being filled back there was so satisfying for her. She didn't even have a prostate! So why? Really, she had long ago given up on actually figuring it out, but it didn't stop her mind from idly wondering even while she was getting her backdoor kicked in.

"Look at you about to cum again," Ai teased a minute or two later as she kept up a relentless pace, slamming into her cheeks so hard and fast that it made a clapping noise on repeat. How offensive! Just the way they both liked it. "You going to use your fingers or are you edging?"

Rise somehow managed to huff through all that whining and squirming. "No! I! I'm not! Stop! Mmhhh…!"

"I could stop… but you don't want me to. In fact, I think you want me to go harder while you tease those pretty titties, girl. Always seem to have a great time th-NH! SHIT, warn a bitch, WOW!"

Desperate for some kind of slight revenge, Rise had turned on the vibrator already inside her girlfriend. She tended to snatch the remote when her attention was elsewhere so she would be ready to get her off. This time, she was very glad she had taken that precaution, because being teased so mercilessly while she was so embarrassed would have made her pout afterward if she didn't retaliate during.

However, she couldn't pretend Ai wasn't right. She slid one hand down to her clit and the other up to an erect peak as her poor ass was punished and pleased in equal measure. Though she had trouble describing the feeling, she hated that she loved it… but that didn't make it any less true.

"You're… gonna pay for that!"

"Wha… for what? Getting you off?" But she didn't get a direct answer; just teeth clamping down around two of her toes. "NO! Nononono, don't bite my feet, I've been walking around all d— don't BITE! EBI-CHAAAAN!"

Of course, the real rub was that it always worked. Though she didn't mind doing this for Ai, for whatever reason having her own feet nibbled both offended and sensually overwhelmed her if done while they were already in flagrante delicto. Otherwise, she enjoyed a good massage or pedicure, and really felt flattered when Ai kissed her toes tenderly. This made her feel like a baby for squealing and squirming all over from something so small.

But Ai knew that. After so much trial and error, she knew to stop biting after the first instant and move to gentle suction, to hum quietly as she got her the rest of the way to a blinding orgasm. Again. It was even longer and harder than the last, and she couldn't see through the veil of tears shrinkwrapping her vision as the world turned upside down thanks to how good everything felt.

Which she also hated. She hated that just about everything seemed to work on her. How annoying.

As she finally began to dwindle back down to earth, she noticed a panting Ai was still flicking her tongue up and down between two of her toes, the smirk in her eyes more than on her lips. Her hips had stopped moving, which she was grateful for; now that the arousal was beginning to fade, it ached more than anything back there.

"Tha… thank you, I… you really…"

"It's okay," Ai said as she gently removed her foot and let her legs slowly fall back to the bed. "Ready for me to pull out? Or do you need a sec?"

"I… I'm okay, you can if… if you're ready."

Oh, this smirk was truly dark. "Doesn't sound like you want me out. You sure you don't want to revisit the idea of a plug?"

"Shut. Up."

Shot down and not at all the kind of person to beleaguer the point, Ai pulled out — prompting a near-scream of mingling pleasure and discomfort. Rise was nice enough to shut off the vibrations after that, and she gave a slight wave as her girlfriend moved off to the bathroom for cleanup purposes. Then she flopped back, limp as a wet noodle as she let the post-coital euphoria settle in.

Perfect. Everything was perfect and glorious. What more could a tofu-heiress international idol ask for?

"Sorry," Ai said when she reentered the room, equipment gone and looking freshly washed up. "Had to pee like a motherfucker afterward. Need me to carry you to the bathroom for that post-backdoor evacuation?"

Immediately, Rise was covering her face with her arm and groaning, "Stoooop, I told you not to kill the afterglow with stuff like that! SO gross!"

"Well, you know you have to, babe. Every fucking time." When Rise kept glaring, she sighed and rolled her eyes. "I'll try to phrase it more delicately for you, your highness."

"Thank you," she said in an equally snooty tone. Then they both laughed at each other. "I'm, um… I'm just really happy, okay? And I wanted to chill out and enjoy the happiness cloud. But thanks for trying to take care of me; you're always so good at that…"

Face full of the softest affection, she sat down by Rise's head and began to pet gently over her hair. "Listen. All I've ever wanted is for us to be happy. Half of us is you, in case you couldn't do that math. If happiness means getting up on that stage tomorrow night and belting it out with Carly Rae Jepsen, then do that shit — own it! Or if you want to take another little break and work at Marukyu, I am with you all the way, bitch. Just let me know."

"Ohhhhh… aww, you're so sweet!" she began sobbing.

"Ugh, cut that out," she scoffed. But when Rise didn't stop after a few seconds, it seemed to occur to her that these were real tears, not theatrics. "Rise… are you sure you're okay?"

"I j-just- I- I love you so much oh my God I can't stand it I love you!"

Once all those words came tumbling out, they wrapped each other up in a tight hug that lasted minutes longer than either of them realized. Of course, the call of nature finally did make it impossible for Rise to stay in the bedroom, so her partner made good on her promise to carry her where she needed to be. They took care of business, cleaned up and changed into night clothes — silky nightgown for Ai, fluffy cotton PJs for Rise — and let the bodyguard know they were going to sleep, so she could take out her earplugs. Finally, they crawled into bed to bring an end to an eventful day for the two of them.

"Hey."

"Mmmh. Yes?"

"Love you, Ebi-chan."

"Love you, too."

"We're gonna be okay."

"Yeah." She let out a quiet laugh. Rise didn't even have to prompt her to explain; she just sensed it would be her next question, and Ai knew that. "So grateful you didn't listen to me."

"Huh?"

"When I told you to mind your own business and leave me alone. If you had listened… I don't know what kind of life I would have had, but it would have been horrible. I would have been alone, and still angry, and… I… you know I love you, but I can never explain how much I… fuck, you're my world! You bitch!"

Huddling close to her trembling, very quietly sniffling lover — rare as that was — Rise Kujikawa kissed Ai Ebihara's tears away, and kept her voice to a soft whisper. Making sure she would know every word was earnest and heartfelt.

"And you're my world, Senpai. Music and Ebi-chan; that's all I'll ever need."

For the next five minutes as they kissed each other goodnight, all the princess and the minstrel could hear was "Purity".

                                     THE END

#We'll Face Ourselves #Saphir de Lune #persona 4 fanfiction #forkanna writes #Ritsuko Kurosawa #Purity #p4 fanfic #jess the writer

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WARNING: Very slightly nsfw. In a fun way. A little belatedly, Merry Christmas!

                                           CHAPTER NINE

By the time Anna awoke the next day, she was almost uncomfortably hot. Well rested, sure, but it wasn't the most pleasant state to greet the day. It was definitely at least mid-morning, and the sun on the closed blinds had still managed to light the room and heat it up a little.

Also, Punz was still asleep and very close to Anna. Normally the shared space – and heat – would have been great. Not at the moment. Though it wasn't an issue for long because there was a gurgling in her gut, and she was rushing for the bathroom. She must have woken her girlfriend because someone knocked softly on the door a few minutes later.

"I'm hurrying!" she promised.

"Oh, it's alright," came the voice of her sister. Not Punz, as she would have assumed. "Take your time."

"Wendy! Hey, what are you doing here?"

"I came to ask Mom about Christmas plans. She told me you were busy in your room."

Chuckling slightly, Anna tried to think of the best way to answer that. In the end, she just said, "Yeah, sleeping. But I won't be long, and then we can all discuss Christmas."

"Yeah, after I pee. Or I guess I could just use Mom and Dad's bathroom. Have fun in there!"

As she listened to the footfalls receding, Anna mouthed "have fun?" to herself. That was pretty funny. Honestly, it was still bizarre that her sister wasn't trying to take her head off at every available opportunity. Then she shook her head and concentrated on the task at hand.

Jennifer was awake by the time she returned to the bedroom, feeling much better. "Hey hey," she greeted her. The blinds were still drawn and her girl was merely sitting up in the bed, hair a fuzzy mess. She still looked a little sleepy, but there was a happy smile on her face.

"Hey," she replied. "I heard voices. Is your sister here?"

Anna nodded. She probably should go out and see her family, but at the same time, she kind of just wanted to stay here with Punz. And Wendy had told her to have fun…

"You want to go out and hang with the family, or… stay in for a little bit?" But she barely had time to paw her way across the bed to her girlfriend's side before she was giggling and shoving her away.

"Noooo, no! Cut that out, it's gonna seem weird if we're in here too long…" But she did let Anna kiss her cheeks a few times, grinning back at her. "Stop being so sweet."

"Never."

"Okay, stop holding me hostage in your bedroom, then. We're on winter break! Let's go hang with your fam for a little while, then like… break out the Wii or something."

Nodding, she hugged her close, a lot more familial than frisky this time. "Deal."

So they got dressed and joined the family. Elsa and Wendy were sitting at the kitchen table, talking about something as they entered. There was a tin of Danish butter cookies on the table, and Anna wasn't shy about helping herself. At least she remembered to grab one for Jennifer.

"Ahh, finally awake?" Elsa asked, sipping her tea. "I thought you two would sleep the day away completely!"

Anna shrugged, and Punz smiled shyly. "How's Peter?" she asked Wendy.

That was enough to send Anna's sister into a long whinge about the work hours and no time to be together but "maybe he's going to ask me to marry him? At some point?" She had honestly thought she was over being surprised, but then Anna hadn't seen Wendy and Jennifer talk to each other one-on-one in this universe. In her old home, there had been barely-concealed contempt from Wendy and unwillingness to engage from Punz.

But here, they actually seemed like they… knew each other. Maybe liked each other. This version of Punz probably knew more about Wendy than Anna did – in any universe.

Over the next hour and change, they discussed Christmas plans in detail. Wendy and John would be joining them for Christmas Day lunch-through-dinner, but John wanted to get back to work the next day, Kristoff had to fly out so he could be in New York for something, and Wendy was going to spend Boxing Day with Peter. She did promise they could go after-Christmas shopping on the 27th or 28th, though. Elsa affirmed all of these plans, and asked if they wanted to do anything on Christmas Eve, which Wendy said she wouldn't mind but John was busy. Kristoff, who was already meeting with his agent as they spoke, replied via a brief text that he was in for the eve.

After that, they all broke apart to get ready for their days. Wendy practically ran out the door, but not before giving everyone hugs – even Jennifer. It was sweet, and Anna felt her heart bursting with happiness that this was her life now. That things had taken such a positive turn despite – or because of – her horrible fuckups with time travel.

"I'm glad you're here," she finally told Jennifer once Elsa had gone off to shower and change, as she was going to meet a couple of friends for lunch.

"Here to help with Christmas plans? Or like, in general?"

Rolling her eyes, she came up behind her where she stood at the sink, rinsing off her dishes. "In general. And you don't have to do that, you're a guest."

"No, I'm family. Kinda. So I can at least do this." Anna let her after that, only staying nearby and kissing her neck now and then. "Mmm… or I can if you quit distracting me, geez."

"Hmm maybe I'm not distracting you from the dishes," Anna said, wrapping her arms around Punz's middle and nibbling lightly on her shoulder. "Maybe the dishes are distracting you from me."

Punz relaxed against her, hands going still in the water as Anna kept kissing her shoulder, and along up the side of her throat. It was gentle and smooth and didn't have to lead to anywhere – though both girls knew it probably would. Anna had been very forward over the last day, and it wasn't the kind of thing she could – or even wanted to – just turn off.

It was still probably for the best that, only a few minutes later, they heard the clack-clack of a semi-formal pair of heels. Anna moved away fast enough that Elsa couldn't possibly have seen them, and yet just like the previous day, she still seemed to know exactly what had been going on. This time, though, she didn't mention it – at least not explicitly.

"Now girls," she began. She looked very unimpressed, but there was still some laughter in her eyes that belied how she really felt. "I'll be gone a couple of hours at least. Your father is meeting me because we have a little bit of shopping to do, so we probably won't be home until late this afternoon." Levelling a very pointed look at Anna, she continued. "I can't say, 'don't do anything I wouldn't do', but…"

Anna grinned. "It'll be fine. No house-burning or time-travel, I swear."

"I'll make sure she behaves, Mrs McFly," Punz piped up.

At that, Elsa smiled. "I believe you, Miss Punzel. Now, I'll see you both later." And with that, she made her way towards the front door. She was almost there, too, when she turned back. Poking her head just inside the kitchen, she added, "And remember what I said yesterday. If you have to… engage in extracurriculars, please do it on something that's easily washed."

Neither Anna nor Punz had anything to say to that, so they just stayed silent until the front door had closed and the sound of the car starting filtered in through the walls.

"Oh my GOD," Anna finally burst out with a fit of giggles. They both shared those for a minute or two until they were able to breathe again.

"Your mom… is awesome," Punz said simply as she wiped her eyes. "Ow- ow, I still had soap on- shit!"

They took time away from their amusement at the whole situation to quickly rinse the soap out of her eyes with some water, Anna smiling in mingling humour and pity the whole while. Then they shared a kiss before getting a couple of sodas and returning to the couch.

They only made it through one episode of some sitcom that happened to be on TV before they were making out again. This time, it was Punz who first slipped a hand up her shirt, and Anna found herself on the receiving end of some groping and teasing that she was very happy about.

"We gotta stop letting this happen on the couch," she panted as she gripped into Punz's hair, drawing her in closer.

"Then stop being so cute on the couch, okay? Gosh…" Her lips descended to nuzzle up against Anna's stomach as the tee was pushed up just enough to reveal it. "Mmm… can I have more?"

"Fuck yes."

The shirt was pushed up and off, revealing Anna's chest to the air. Instantly, she felt her already-stiff peaks stiffening more, but didn't have much of a chance to look before lips were wrapping around one of them and a tongue flicking back and forth, pulling a loud moan from her throat.

God she was so ready for this. And Punz seemed so intent on her task – like it deserved every single ounce of her attention. Unbidden, Anna's hips began to jerk, grinding against whatever part of her girlfriend she could feel.

There was something sexy about being shirtless on a couch with your girlfriend nibbling your nipples, she ended up thinking to herself. But then… Elsa had made a point of telling them to keep it clean in the living areas. On the other hand, what they didn't know wouldn't hurt them. What to do?

"Maybe we should move…" she ended up suggesting. "Be good girls or whatever."

Punz took the time between kissing across to the other breast to say, "Hmm, we could…"

She was not helping. "Wow," Anna giggled as she pushed at Jennifer's shoulders. When she didn't stop at all, she rolled her eyes. "Just… sit back for a second, you animal!" When she did, Anna leaned forward-

And picked her up. Punz let out a startled "HEY!" as she was swept up into the air, then a string of delighted giggles as she was carried all the way into the bedroom.

                                          ~ o ~

The following hour was a sweaty one, but they both decided it was well worth the perspiration. After that, they showered off – separately, even if showering together was a fairly exciting proposition – and started their leisurely day by eating a light lunch, and then calling the rest of the band for practice. They had promised they would at least try to get in a little time for the music before one of them left the country.

Merida only lived a few streets over, so instead of driving they decided to walk. It was a nice day out, and only early. Of course they were out-of-breath and sweating by the time they arrived, but Mrs Dun Broch was an absolutely wonderful lady who was more than willing to get them a glass of water while they caught their breath. Merida thought it was hilarious.

"Why did ye no' jes drive?" she asked. Punz shrugged, because it seemed to be about the only thing she could do. Anna tried to answer verbally and failed miserably. "It's flat! There are nay hills in Dell Valley!"

Anna made a pathetic motion with her hand. "Just because… you're really… sporty…" she gasped out.

"Hey, this is… great exercise," Punz panted as they chugged down water. "And… moving kept us warm!"

"Not as if this really counts as a winter," she chortled, shaking her head as she left them to it. "Ring us if ye need more, ken?"

Once gone, Jane smiled over at the two of them. "You know, I'm half-tempted to say you walked over here purely to give an excuse for why you're so sweaty."

"Shut up," Anna laughed as she wiped her mouth clear of the water, finally feeling a little more like herself. "But… I mean, you're wrong, but you're not wrong."

Jane merely lifted an eyebrow at the two of them. At least they had the good grace to blush.

After that, though – being that they had mostly recovered – it was time to start practicing. Anna felt about as rusty as a fifty-year-old nail, and she was a little unfamiliar with a couple of songs. Apparently this version of her had a greater appreciation for classic rock, though the favourite by far seemed to be Guns N Roses. She could have laughed, if the thought wasn't also so incredibly sad.

"You're pretty rusty," Jane commented. "I thought you liked 'Magic Man' more than this."

"Okay, okay! God, stop busting my balls. I swear I'll get it."

And she did. All throughout practice, she saw Punz giving her knowing looks when she would mess up, or forget something, or make a wrong assumption. Funny how so much of her life could be the same, and so much was different. But she was starting to get the hang of playing off the gaps in her memory by now.

Later, when Jane and Merida were going over a tricky part on their own, Punz whispered, "We can fix this later."

"What?"

"You know… the songs you don't remember how to play. Because of stuff. We'll go over it on our own and I'll get you caught up."

"Oh… yeah, that'd be great, Punz. Sorry." Now she felt a little ashamed of letting her down, but the small hug helped allay that shame, so she tried not to beat herself up too much about it. After all, it wasn't really her fault.

At the same time, though, she knew she was letting the rest of the band down. She had been hoping to make it a good last practise for Merida, but after a couple of hours she just felt like shit. It didn't feel like she was getting any better, and it was getting harder and harder to pretend to know what she was supposed to. Inside jokes were the worst because she wasn't on the inside. Not with this particular version of her friends.

"Maybe we should take a break," Jane eventually suggested. She was looking at Anna as she said it, and the implication was clear. Angry at them, and at herself, Anna ripped the guitar strap over her head and practically threw the instrument down. Suddenly, she just really wanted to be alone.

"Need to pee," she muttered, heading for the bathroom. It felt like she hadn't had a chance to just… be lately. There was always someone around, and while they were all people she loved, the same feeling of not quite fitting in never really went away.

Except for when she was alone with Punz.

Quickly, she finished up her business, washing her hands before exiting. She felt a little better – enough to mumble a small, "Sorry, guys… guess my head's just not in the game today." Her friends were quick to encourage her, telling her they didn't mind, that it was all fine and maybe next time it would go a little smoother. Not that she felt great. Just less bad. For the time being, she would take it and run with it.

After another couple hours of practice, in which Anna decided to try teaching them some songs she did know and they didn't, she was able to take a little of her self-respect and confidence back. Then they decided to knock off for the day so everybody could have dinner with their families. Punz elected to do the same, telling Anna that she would see her later.

Dinner with Kristoff and Elsa was nice, and uncomplicated. Anna brought up some of her concerts about memory gaps, and they honestly tried to form a real plan to help her.

"Anytime you notice a difference like that, maybe you could write it down," her father recommended. "Ask one of us, or Jennifer. But that way, you have a running list of things somewhere instead of just trying to keep it all straight in your head."

That was a good idea, and Anna really was willing to try. Now more than ever, because if Elsa was going to be leaving soon after graduation, then she really had limited time to get her life in order.

Despite the concerns, though, Anna found herself relaxing as the evening grew longer. It was nothing she couldn't put off for a week or two. She would have to tell Punz of the plan, but that wasn't overly concerning. For now, the best she could do was enjoy every moment spent with Elsa, and appreciate that they even had a plan to make it permanent.

One that would hopefully work.

                                          ~ o ~

So life went on for the following week and change. Without classes hanging over their heads, Anna, Punz, and Jane could spend a lot more time relaxing. Even though Jane didn't tag along very often, it was still nice to have another friend around; helped give her a more rounded sense of normalcy.

Things between Anna and her mother were starting to even out, despite their many near-misses. Every few days, they would end up standing a little too close, or hugging a little too long, but at least they were getting to the point where they could laugh it off or otherwise keep from coming down too hard on themselves – or on each other. Elsa looked sadder about it than Anna did, but she wasn't torturing herself anymore. Just gently encouraging them to do something else.

Christmas Day went great. Jennifer came over in the afternoon and joined in on the family fun, singing a few songs, trying eggnog and hating it, and generally fitting in a lot better than a girlfriend of a girl could typically expect. While Peter did make an uncomfortable comment to the effect of "Did not expect that," he was pretty quick to adapt once Wendy elbowed him in the ribs. All else was gravy.

That night, Anna went to bed with a grin on her face. Though she did somewhat wish she could have asked Jennifer to stay the night, she went home for a late dinner with her own family and that was just fine. All in all, a great holiday.

The next morning, she and her girlfriend went for a quick trip to the shops, hoping for some after-Christmas deals. They did find a few small things but nothing that remarkable.

"God, this is hilarious," Punz was giggling as she held up a Spongebob innertube. "Can you imagine?"

Anna made a face, though there was a grin beneath it. "Eww! Put it away before you catch something!" It only made Punz laugh harder.

They had already spent most of their money on presents, so they couldn't have afforded much even if they wanted to blow more. It was mostly just a day to spend with the other, feeling… normal, for lack of a better word. Despite the self-imposed frugality, Anna would certainly characterise it as a success.

However, they couldn't spend all day together, much to their dismay, because the shops closed early and Punz had another holiday thing on for the other side of her family. She had offered to let Anna come, but Anna really couldn't think of a worse way to spend the holiday than with her girlfriend's family; a sad thought, but nevertheless true. At least Punz understood – after all, it wasn't really Anna who disliked her family, but her family who disliked Anna.

This meant that by four that afternoon, they had finished their window shopping and were heading off home. They did manage to find some already-reduced Christmas candy to share – and Punz had pointedly looked the other way when Anna found a nice-ish box of chocolates to give to Elsa, as well.

"So tomorrow, we hit the beach, right?" she was saying as they got to Jennifer's house. "Might be a little too chilly to swim, but we can still have fun on the boardwalk and stuff."

"Yep! All about that." Grabbing her half of the candy, she leaned over to give Anna a cheek-kiss. "See you then."

But as she pulled away, Anna grabbed the back of her neck to hold her still just long enough to take her lips. They kneaded together for a few seconds before breaking apart, a little more breathless than they had been before.

"Y-yeah," Anna whispered. "See you."

All the way home, a warm glow filled her stomach. Not only had she enjoyed a fantastic day with Punz, but now she was looking forward to an equally wonderful evening with her mother. Maybe they couldn't quite go as far as either of them wanted, and the sexual tension was ratcheting up through the roof, but she still loved every moment they got to spend together. Well worth the pain.

When she got home, the house was empty. Her mom's car was in the garage, though. While she was calling out "MOM?" in the living room, she spotted a very conspicuous box on the floor in the hall entranceway-

With a card that said "Merry Christmas Tori" perched on top. Impossible to miss.

"Tori" was getting a present, was she? Interesting. That was definitely Elsa's handwriting. Maybe it was slightly different than it had been in her previous reality, but she had seen her mother sign checks and things since then. Setting her bags down on the dining room table, she picked them up and read the inside of the card - and it definitely didn't just say "Love, Mom" under some mediocre greeting card company poetry.

'Unlock the door

Put this on and keep it on

Lock the door behind you

Past names only'

What crazy game was her mother playing? She was still puzzled when she opened the box… but she was beginning to understand when all she saw inside was a short, thin dowel rod and a red silk blindfold. The first was something Anna used to stick into the doorknob of any of the inside doors of their house; she had done that often when she was small, unlocking her parents' bedroom, usually to look for her own birthday presents or just because she could. A makeshift skeleton key that had gotten her in trouble dozens of times. At least that hadn't changed when she messed with the timeline.

The second gift… had a very specific connotation. Still, she trusted her mother and she didn't want to get ahead of herself, so with only a very small amount of hesitation, she swallowed thickly and headed for the hallway.

Unlock the door. Which one? Wait, that was a stupid question – it wouldn't be the master bedroom. Elsa had already made her feelings on that clear. There was only one other room to choose.

Sure enough, her bedroom door was closed, unlike the way she had left it that morning. Reaching for the doorknob, she inserted the dowel for the first time in years – by the time she had grown up, she realised a locked door usually hid things she didn't really want to face – but finally she got it open.

Sliding inside, she remembered the second and third instructions: put this on, and lock the door. Not that she could see much anyway with the lights off. Still, she did as she was bid, knotting the fabric behind her head before fumbling around completely blind for the lock and listening for the familiar click.

Only then did she call into the darkened room, "Elsa…?"

"Tori." It was a soft, warm greeting – an acknowledgement with promises. "You're finally home."

                                          To Be Continued…

#Fractal The Future #fruipit #forkanna writes #elsanna fanfiction #punzanna #jess the writer

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WARNING: Still quite NSFW, still involving butt stuff.

NOTE: This particular story is just about at its climax! This is it for the main story, and all that's left is a wee epilogue. It's been a long time coming, I know; I really have intended to keep up with regular posting, but life got in the way, over and over. Hopefully I can make up for it in the future.

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Extricating herself from Ai's backside had been a little trickier than Rise expected. When Ai warned her that she should definitely pick up the towel, she didn't want to think too much about why — but still did as she was told. Not much came out, but she agreed that it was better for it to land there than on their futons.

Once they had both cleaned up and the device had been left on the bathroom sink, they started making out again before they even achieved their beds. Ai's hand found its way between her thighs and she welcomed it, raising one leg up to let her hit all her spots as deeply and effectively as she possibly could. In the process, she could feel her cock getting harder up against her, but she didn't dare ask her to use it for nature's purpose; that was still a conversation they weren't quite finished with.

Didn't stop her from grabbing onto it and letting their motions jerk Ai, of course. There was a slight grunt when she was first touched but after that, her girlfriend returned her focus to both sets of her lips, worshipping her in a way that no one else ever had. She didn't want them to.

By the end of their intimate encounter, Rise had a great deal more of Ai's seed all over her chest and stomach. She supposed the insistence that it felt different made sense; if stroking her was how she sprayed seed, then assaulting her from the rear without stroking her was unlikely to produce the same result. Oh well.

"That was… amazing," she panted as they gazed at the ceiling, catching their breath.

"It was insane!" Swallowing hard, Ai rolled her neck to smile at her widely. "Holy shit, babe… you took care of me. I mean, not that I doubted you, I just… wow."

Rolling onto her side, she grinned at Ai with sparkling eyes. "So much for us not being each other's firsts."

"Fuck off, God. You don't have to keep making me eat my own words. So rude." But the bashful smile gave her away, and they shared a quick kiss.

"So it was really good? In your butt? I mean, it would be okay if it was just new and you liked trying it out. I just wanna make sure I'm listening to your needs and not just doing what I think is interesting or f-"

"GIRL. I came so hard, are you fucking kidding?!" Seeing Rise bite her lip nervously, she reached up and caressed over her cheek and neck, prompting a shiver. "You did amazing. We, uh… we can't do that every time, I think I'd lose my goddamn mind. But I want it again."

Her face lit up so bright. "Really?!"

"Definitely. I never thought…" She shrugged awkwardly. "I mean, like I said, I always knew that would be where Narukami would plant his flag, I just didn't expect to love it like I do. Am I a butt slut now?"

"I… I didn't even know that was a thing," she found herself laughing. "But if any girl is allowed to want it in the ass, it's girls like you, right? It's not even fair to say it's weird for you like it would be for me."

Ai squinted as she thought that over, pulling Rise in closer so they could cuddle. "Mmm, I dunno if I agree with all that logic, but I appreciate it. And I wouldn't judge you for wanting it in the ass, either, just to get that straight."

"Oh, I don't know. I've never really thought about it, but I don't think… it couldn't feel as good as it does up front, so what's the point?"

"Hmm…"

"What?" She saw the sly expression on Ai's face and raised an eyebrow. "You're plotting something."

"Yeah. Plotting how to get into your ass." Then she held up a hand before Rise could even finish the loud gasp she inevitably made. "As an option, don't think I'm married to it. But if you can literally go down on mine, there's no reason I can't at least mess around down there."

Shaking her head, she struggled onto her hands and knees with some effort. She was tired; mostly because it was late, but getting both herself and her girlfriend off certainly didn't help. "Oh yeah? Well, hey, no time like the present!"

"No time like the preMMPH?!"

Honestly, Ai should have expected her to sit on her face; Rise thought so, anyway. "Take your time!" she called back in a sing-song, resisting the temptation to giggle.

She instantly regretted it when she felt a tongue against somewhere she had never anticipated feeling one a few seconds later. No hesitation; she just went for it! People really did this? She now knew that it wasn't as bad as it seemed, of course, but she still didn't have the slightest clue how she should feel about having that licked. It was… kind of nice, in a way, and bizarre, and uncomfortable, all at once. But she couldn't pretend she hated it.

"Well?" asked a very muffled voice from behind her.

"I-it's, um… I dunno? Very strange." She swallowed down her anxiety and said, "You can do it again if you want; I'm completely fine. Just, um, like, you don't have to push yourself to if yWHOA that is so weird! Ebi-chan!"

The longer Ai spent working on her ass, the less she hated it. Not that she would ever prefer this to having her pay attention around the front; far from it. But it was almost relaxing, in a weird way; even though that tongue tip trying to poke in past her defenses caused her anxiety spikes, knowing this wasn't really dangerous made her release the spikes with almost zero hesitation and go back to enjoying the world's most bizarre massage.

Minutes passed. By the time Ai drew back, she had no idea how long it had been exactly; only that she had been into it enough that she didn't care how long they kept going. When she felt the tongue had gone, she giggled a little and looked over her shoulder, "Tired, baby?"

"Mmm, nah. I just didn't know if I was going… too long." She caressed her thigh and cheek tenderly. "I could handle that. Like, it was a little harder than tongue-bathing you up front, but it could be easier if we practiced."

"Really, it was harder? Why?"

"Well, you were clenching at first."

"I was?!"

Chuckling, she kissed the other ass cheek, and that time Rise felt herself clench; she definitely had been. "Yep. But you relaxed after a while. Then it was just that my tongue started to get tired."

"Ohhh, I see. But I guess you didn't hate it too much."

"Guess not." But when she felt Rise playfully poke her firm length, she sighed. "Again, my fucking red flag waving. I can't catch a break."

"Nope," she giggled. "Does she wanna pick up where your tongue left off?"

"NO. Oh my g- I definitely wouldn't wanna… I mean, you're not ready. I'm not even ready for your pussy! But… maybe, kinda."

Rise felt her shoulders hunch instinctively. "Y-you're right, I'm not ready for any of it, either. Not really. I was just curious how you felt; I really do tease you too much, I guess."

What she did do instead was lean down to take that semi into her mouth. A little hum of interest caressed over her nethers as she started to bob her head up and down. "Rise! Nnhh, don't…!"

"Why not?" she asked when she had pulled off, smacking her lips as she enjoyed her girlfriend's heady flavour. Had she actually started to miss that in the interim?

"It's really sensitive… I…" She cleared her throat, kissing the inside of Rise's thigh. "I think I'm overstimulated. Even though I kinda want it, I don't know…"

"Well…" Rise pushed the very tip of her tongue against the tip of her lover, moving it from side to side to toy with the teensy little slit. The moan was instantaneous. "It's hard to resist when you sound so good back there. But I will resist, if it's what you really want."

Voice full of shame, she bleated, "Goooood, NO! Mmhhh… you make me so hot all the time, you dumb bitch! I cannot stand you!" Yet her hips thrust into the air, trying to chase that playful mouth.

Might as well let her catch.

This time, Ai only lasted a minute or two before she came. Most of the blame lay in how oversensitive she was from the last two climaxes, of course, but Rise's finger playing with her ass at the very end certainly drove her over the edge. She also had to wonder if continuing to stay seated on her face helped things along. Ai certainly wasn't shy about keeping up those attentions; probably just for revenge, but since Rise only found the tongue-bath pleasant rather than overwhelmingly sensual, she didn't mind at all. Just enjoyed the ride.

"Okay, now we really… gotta stop!" Ai panted weakly, unable to move at all.

"Yeah… I… yeah." Rise's clit was burning to be touched again, but she had made a choice to ignore that. Neither of them had a shred of energy left to worry about that, so why bring it up? "Good… I… it was fun, but… mmhhh…"

"You're fun." She managed to move her hand down to grasp Rise's, and she squeezed back gratefully. "Shit… you're going to… ruin me, wow…"

"Me, too… I really… you know how to… w-with your mouth…"

"Eat ass? Yeah… I guess I… learned it from you?" They both shared a laugh.

"Guess so." Licking her lips, which still lingered with the forbidden flavour, she turned aside to kiss the little mole near her girlfriend's hip. "I love you… so much…"

At first, she just heard a quiet hum. She had begun to think for sure that Ai was falling asleep. But then she whispered, "Love you, too, bitch."

They definitely weren't getting up anytime soon.

                                                                   ~ o ~

The rest of the vacation seemed to scream past at lightspeed. Children's Day arrived, and they were heading back to Inaba. Everybody was well-rested and thrilled at having been able to see sights and sounds of somewhere other than that sleepy little town. Yukiko seemed to be most excited about bringing notes on another inn to her parents, but her spirits were as high as anyone else's. Kanji and Chie seemed most excited to get back home. Yosuke was mostly just pouting that he never managed to snag a hot chick's number, but opened himself up to ridicule with that lamentation.

"Guess the girls in Okinawa have the same good taste as the ones back home," Chie laughed as their train bumped along the tracks.

"Wow, jerk," he grumped as he pouted at her. He had been glum most of the trip, or so Rise couldn't help thinking. Maybe it was the lack of female attention; maybe it was something else. Either way, she wished she could do something to help but that definitely did not include actually going out with him. Really, even if she wasn't attached, he was far from her type; she had only flirted with him a few times for sport.

Maybe she was always a bitch and had just been in denial. Should she embrace it?

"It feels like the school year is about to pounce on us," Chie sighed as she redoubled her grip on the overhead strap.

"Mm," Yukiko said. "We are going to have to study harder than ever, and entrance exams will be soon…"

Teddie pouted, looking down at his knees. "Aww, I wanna take exams!"

"Why?" Kanji grunted in annoyance.

"Because everybody else is doing it! I don't want to be the only bear left out!"

Ai leaned over to her girlfriend and whispered, "Why does this dude keep saying 'bear' so often? It's weird." Rise pretended not to hear the question.

"So…"

When Naoto didn't finish that thought, everyone exchanged glances before Yukiko turned back to look at her. "So…?"

"I, um… this is probably not an especially sound venue for this announcement. But I've been giving it a lot of thought; the fortune teller in the Makishi market prompted me toward stating this more firmly. Well, and other recent conversations."

Again, they waited, but Naoto was staring out the window and watching the Japanese countryside flash past with a pensive expression. They all thought they were in the same boat… until Kanji stepped toward her and took her hand, squeezing it gently.

"Hey. You know they're cool; nothin' to worry about."

"Oh!" Rise gasped with a little bounce. "I knew it, I knew it! You are a thing!"

"Huh? No way!" he burst out in embarrassment. It always struck her as especially cute when the hulking tower of a boy blushed that way. "Quit getting ahead of yourself, bitch!"

"Excuse me?!"

"It's alright," Naoto headed Kanji off before he could either apologise or double down on the insult. Instantly, he looked chagrined enough that Rise refocused back on the one making whatever announcement it would turn out to be. "It's a natural guess, Tatsumi. Please keep your mind on the important matters. I…" Another lapse into anxious silence. Even though Naoto wasn't fidgeting much, it was still more than usual — and stood out to her friends.

"They're ready," Ai told her firmly. In a tone that almost suggested she already knew what she was going to say.

"Are they?" She sighed, then nodded resolutely. "They are. These past days have proven they are; thank you."

"Wait, what's this now?!" Chie burst out, glancing between the two of them. "You two been keeping secrets? SO not cool! What are all of us, chopped liver?!"

"Ebihara-senpai didn't need to have foreknowledge. She understands this matter intimately." Naoto didn't waste any more time before blurting out, "I am a detective prince. Not a princess. Please treat me accordingly."

Which didn't clear up enough. "Huh?" Yosuke burst out with a raised eyebrow.

"She's a dude, dude," Ai said bluntly. But her face betrayed she wasn't nearly so cavalier about this situation; there was a sort of fierce pride etched into her noble features as she watched Naoto try not to quail under the stares from their friends. Rise was beginning to get it; her girlfriend felt like she had someone who really could understand her now. That made her wonder if she had ever known any other trans women — or men? That was an interesting notion she just hadn't really considered, that there must be boys out there in the same situation as girls like Ai and Erica. Interesting.

"What are you talking about? That was just like, a stunt to make it onto the police force or whatever."

But Naoto wasn't going to let that slide — not now that she- he had gone through all the trouble of confronting the situation. "It wasn't. I have never really felt comfortable in female clothing, or having female societal conventions expected of me. While I respect women and consider them to be the superior gender in a lot of ways, I… simply don't see myself as one. Never have. So I would appreciate it if you could return to referring to me as 'he' and 'him' as you did when we first met."

As the detective prince took a small bow of appreciation for their listening to him come out, Yukiko and Chie exchanged mystified glances. Yosuke scratched the back of his head. Teddie just looked politely interested but blissfully ignorant, as usual. Rise was much more fascinated by the way Kanji was smiling so softly at Naoto. This was a problem, though, wasn't it?

"So… so you aren't dating?" she asked him very quietly.

"Huh? Oh… nah, not…" He cleared his throat. "I still like him and all, but uh… I dunno. It's weird."

"Kanji, are… you gay after all?" Yukiko asked. Her question may have had all the grace of a baseball bat to the forehead, but her tone was certainly cautious and delicate as it ever was.

"What?! Hey, this ain't about me! Alright? Naoto's tryin' ta tell you guys somethin' important, so fuckin' listen to him! Or I'll pound ya!"

"You lay a finger on Yukiko and you'll have somethin' new to worry about," Chie snapped immediately, putting herself between the two of them. Kanji just growled, and soon they were forehead to forehead, snarling at each other like rabid dogs.

"Down, boy," Ai sighed as she tugged Chie's collar backward. Rise tried to suppress a giggle at which one she had called 'boy'. "And girl." Oh — maybe she was just talking to both of them. "You two are so overprotective you're gonna create fights that don't need to happen. Jesus, it's a miracle this little friend group of yours hasn't already imploded."

"Hey, we're made of tougher stuff than that," Yosuke scoffed. "Like, I still don't get the point of trying to swap genders or whatever, but it doesn't mean you're not friends. Just like those two yelling doesn't make them not friends; just like Yu moving away doesn't mean he's not our friend."

"Huh. Well I guess I'm no expert in friendships, so I'll have to defer to your expertise."

Slinging an arm around her girlfriend's neck, Rise giggled and said, "We'll teach you! I mean, some of us are pretty new to it, too, but we've got a few months of experience on you; might as well show you what we learned."

"I'm not new to it," Chie scoffed.

"Nor am I," Yukiko said reasonably. "But that just means we can help Ebihara-san more, doesn't it?"

Pouting a little, she muttered, "Well… y-yeah, that's true. And I do want to, I… guess."

"You guess, huh?"

"N-no, that's not what I- come on, cut me some slack! All this new stuff is very confusing for me!" Ai chuckled a little at her expense, so Chie shoved her. "SHUT UP!"

"Look, look!" Yosuke interrupted before they could really start slap-fighting. "Inaba's coming up!"

Every single one of them leaned in to press their faces against the window; their car had emptied out just enough that it was possible. Rise couldn't help feeling her heart leap at the familiar sight. Even though at one point, she had wondered whether or not she would ever return to her hometown, her grandmother had drawn her back there. A lot more than family was drawing her this time.

Well, it was family. Some of the members were just newly attained.

"Can't wait to get home and sleep in my own bed," Kanji sighed, stretching and cracking his back.

"Sounds about right, old man," Rise giggled.

"HEY! I'm younger than you!"

"No you're not! We're the same age — except we're not, cuz you're older!"

When she even stuck her tongue out at him, he got so much more steamed — but a single touch from Naoto brought him under control. "Hmph. You get a pass cuz you're a chick. I'd clean your clock if you were a dude."

"I'd like to see you try," she teased. But the threat had passed, regardless.

"I'll be so happy to be home," Yukiko breathed, taking Chie's hand and squeezing tightly as they got closer and closer to the end of the line. "I've missed our room." Nobody called her out on saying 'our room', as conspicuous as that was; they were all a lot more comfortable with how close they had become than they once were. Even if some of them remained blissfully ignorant.

Speaking of which… with a start, Rise leaned closer to Chie so she could whisper, "By the way, before we split up, um… I have a package for you."

"Huh? What kinda package?"

"A package-package. Trust me, it's something you and Yuki-chan are really gonna love. I just don't wanna forget! And you can pay me back whenever."

Completely confounded, Chie just shrugged and smiled, telling her, "Thanks, I guess. I'm sure we'll love whatever it is, totally."

"Anytime."

"Softie," Ai chuckled under her breath as she moved closer to Rise. "But I guess that's what I love about you, so who am I complaining to? Myself?"

"Exactly; don't be mean to yourself. Just… be mine."

"Hmm… I can handle that, I guess. Sap."

As she slipped an arm around Ai's shoulders, Rise tried not to cry. Everything had gone a lot better than she feared. Her phone kept vibrating, and she knew it was her agent, and she absolutely could not care about that in the slightest. Her whole life was ahead of her; she could figure it all out in due time.

They would figure it out. Together — the way they were strongest.

                                                           To Be CONCLUDED…

#We'll Face Ourselves #saphir de lune #rise x ai #forkanna writes #persona 4 fanfiction #p4 fanfic #jess the writer

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WARNING: The following chapters become extremely NSFW, and will include more Punzelsanna content (though this particular chapter is fairly tame). Viewer discretion advised. Also it will be a scene over the course of three chapters, if any of you would rather wait until they're all out to enjoy cliffhanger-free.

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CHAPTER FIFTEEN

"Anna, will you quit being so evasive?" Jennifer needled her girlfriend as they drove down the coastal highway. "I mean, I know it's you, and you're such an awesome girlfriend…"

"Listen to you, buttering me up," she giggled.

"…and that whatever this surprise is will be great. But can't I have some kind of hint? Like, just tell me a category. Or the first letter!"

Anna shot her a grin. "Alright… the category is 'things you do with loved ones' and the letter is… S."

Holding back a laugh, Punz instead let her lips twist into a thoughtful smile. "Hmm… skiing? Sushi? Spending time with each other?"

Anna shrugged, purposely not looking at her girlfriend. It was obvious that Punz was getting a little frustrated – all in good fun, but still. "You'll see soon enough. All you need to know is that it's gonna be a great time – for us, but especially for you."

Punz bit her lip and stopped pestering Anna. Truthfully, she wasn't really that desperate for Anna to spoil it. The idea that her girlfriend had planned this holiday and managed to keep the details a secret was a pleasant one, and Punz had little doubt that such an excursion would only bring them together even more. Picking up Anna's hand, she brought it to her lips. She would have much preferred to kiss Anna on her lips, but it wasn't exactly advised while she was driving.

"Oooh, so you're trying to butter me up to get me to tell you? Got it now."

Rolling her eyes, Punz started to say something but they were just turning off the highway, dwindling down the slow spiral of the offramp onto a local route. Once they were at a red light, she asked, "Are you going to be a jerk this whole time?"

"Not once we're there. I promise, we'll get the 'surprise' portion of our day out of the way, and move on to real fun."

"Shishkabob? Speedboats? Um…" They both laughed, and Punz shook her head and leaned back. "Alright, alright. I give up; I can wait, I guess."

And she wouldn't be waiting much longer. The fancy building that they were nearing seemed like something out of a utopian science fiction movie, with a big white dome as part of the structure. They parked, and moved toward their destiny – whatever it was.

"The sign told me squat," Punz sighed. "What are you trying to-"

"Anna! Jennifer!"

The voice that rang out in greeting as they entered the air-conditioned building was highly familiar. Anna's whole demeanour seemed to perk up as Elsa came into view, wearing her own nice-but-casual clothes, a light blue tank top and white capris. She looked, to Punz, like she had already been there a while.

"Elsa!" Anna cried, a grin on her face. There was no way Punz could hope to match it. She tried, valiantly, but it was hopeless. Probably for the best that they only had eyes for each other.

"I'll go and um… check it out," she said, voice soft. "Good to see you, Mrs McFly…"

Heart sunk to her shoes, Jennifer turned away from them. Elsa made Anna happy. What sort of girlfriend would she be if she denied Anna something that made her happy? But then, a little voice piped up, 'What kind of girlfriend is Anna if she didn't realise that this kind of surprise is not a good one?' Was she wrong for hoping it would just be she and Anna? Elsa hadn't even crossed her mind! Biting her lip to distract from the pain thudding from her heart and threatening – stupidly – to make her cry, she began making her way towards the front counter.

Before she could take a single step, four hands stopped her.

"Whoa, whoa, where do you think you're going?" Anna asked.

"To, um… to find out what my surprise is?" Again, she tried for a smile, and managed one. Though it wasn't a particularly winning smile, at least she had found that much within herself when she felt so disappointed.

But for some reason, Anna still looked like a cat with a canary in its mouth. She didn't know what Elsa looked like; she didn't want to look at her just now. "Can't you wait a moment for the rest of us?"

"Why? I thought… well, aren't you dropping me off? And if I don't find out what I'm doing, I can't start doing it." She was trying to be reasonable. Why was Anna still teasing her?

"Dear, don't you know where you are?" Elsa's palm gestured toward the sign above the counter: 'Regal Springs.' It didn't ring a bell. The confusion must have shown in her face, because she went on, "It's a day spa, sweetheart. We're all going to get mud masks and cucumbers on our eyes, and all that nonsense - make a real girls' day of it."

"But you," Anna added with that same smirk, "are going to be the one getting alllll the nonsense. We're basically just here to make sure you don't have to lift a finger."

Punz shook her head, still too upset to fully grasp what they were trying to tell her. "Huh? I don't really get it. And I've never been to a spa, so I don't know what 'all the nonsense' is, anyway."

After glancing between the other two for a moment, Anna said, "Elsa, would you mind getting us checked in?" As her youthful-looking mother moved to the nearest receptionist with nothing but a nod, Anna took Jennifer's arm and led her just far enough away so they wouldn't be overheard. "Hey, what's up? I thought you would be excited."

"But I didn't know I wanted a spa day," she tried to joke.

"Maybe you didn't. But you're getting one. From now until tomorrow morning, only one person's needs matter: a certain Jennifer Punzel. So whether you want to do seaweed wraps and acupuncture and all that, or just sit in the sauna for five hours, you got it. And we'll be right there to fetch you water bottles and anything else you need."

Anna was smiling, something soft and welcoming. It slowly slipped from her face when Jennifer began tearing up, and she wasn't given a chance to say anything – offer any excuses or encouragement – before she was pulled into a hug. Punz's arms circled her tightly.

Of course it was obvious now how much she needed this. Anna had noticed the way she didn't look at Elsa, and the check-in excuse was a flimsy one. She just hadn't realised how bad it truly was. Maybe Punz was a better liar than Anna had thought, because while she knew her girlfriend still had some things to work out regarding Elsa, she hadn't realised that it made her think so little of herself. That she thought she was just… a second option.

And no matter how many times Anna told her that she loved her, mere words wouldn't be enough. Especially not as they fell into domesticity. Their relationship was constant and dependable, so every single time Elsa popped back into Anna's life, Anna couldn't help but react with a joy and a passion that was often less obvious in her relationship with Punz. She no longer showed the same desperation for touch and togetherness that Anna felt with Elsa, because it was more spread out over the everyday closeness. She had no chance to miss Jennifer that way.

But that didn't mean she didn't value her every bit as much. And at a loss at how to fully convey how much she needed Punz, cherished her, Anna had come to Elsa with a simple idea: take action. Show her how much she was needed, and show her that she wasn't any kind of backup girlfriend. Moreover, she wanted to show her that both of them wanted her to be happy, too.

"O-okay," she laughed shakily, petting along Jennifer's back when she heard her sob. "It's okay. Maybe surprising you with it wasn't such a hot idea; it'd still be fun if we just told you what we were planning."

"No, no," Punz whispered into her shoulder, clinging a little tighter. "I'm sorry, I don't… I just got the wrong idea. Wow, I sure am a dope sometimes!"

"You thought we were gonna drop you off and leave you to get seaweeded all by yourself?" When Punz stiffened, she laughed again and kissed her neck. "It's okay, dude. I can kinda see how you might get that impression, but I swear, that was never the plan. But, um…"

When the silence had gone on for a while, she pulled back to look up at Anna. "But?"

"But if you want Elsa to go away, she can. I promise it won't disappoint me, and she'll understand. You thought it would be a surprise between the two of us; that's on me for not really realising how it would look."

"Why is Elsa here?" Punz sniffled instead of answering Anna's question. And then she pulled back and wiped her eyes. "I mean, you could pamper me the same way without her. Not that I'm saying she's gotta go! Just like, I dunno… she probably has better things to be doing."

"She doesn't, Jen," Anna told her softly, with a smile in her eyes. "You might not believe us, but she really does like you. Maybe not the same way I do, and not the same way you like me. But it's a lot more than you seem to think she does, and she's been kind of hoping to show you a little more than she's been able to in the past."

Though as she looked into her girlfriend's eyes, Anna realised something she probably should have far earlier. Even as she held Jennifer's face between her hands, rubbing the tears still staining her cheeks, she wasn't sure how to broach this particular issue. She could say, "Why wouldn't she?", but that would only give Punz time to think of all the reasons why not. So instead, she moved her arms to let Punz fall into them once again.

"After all, you're the most wonderful woman I could ever have fallen in love with – Elsa included. Of course she likes you."

Sniffling, Punz nodded. Anna could faintly feel a dampness against her shoulder, and it pained her to know that she was the cause. Punz seemed to realise, because the next words from her were, "I'm sorry. I'm ruining your surprise…"

"God, shut up," Anna scolded, very gently. "You haven't ruined a single thing. Today is about you, and only you."

Above Punz's head, she could see Elsa waiting, politely looking at literally anything other than the two girls just off to the side. Even from the distance, Anna could see the faint lines on her face; the tension and the guilt. Anna knew, because she felt it herself.

"I meant what I said," she whispered, still looking at Elsa. "If you want it to just be the two of us, we can do that. I won't be upset or anything, and neither will she. This is your day, not ours."

Nodding against Anna's shoulder once more, Punz slowly drew away. Her eyes were red and puffy, and she kept them focused on the space between them instead of directly at Anna.

"I… want to spend time with you," she began. And of course Anna was a little disappointed, but it wasn't because it meant she wouldn't get to spend time with Elsa. It was because Jennifer didn't want to spend time with the other woman in her life that meant as much to her. Still, she couldn't fault her for wanting some time alone for just the two of them.

"No big deal. I'll go and let her know-"

"Wait." Biting her lip, Punz briefly rubbed at her eyes, wiping away the moisture there. "I want to spend time with you, but… I think maybe having Elsa here will make it more fun, too…"

"Are you sure?" she asked softly. "Not just saying it to make me happy? Because if you are, I'll kick your butt." It worked; it got her to laugh and nod, and Anna smiled. "Okay, cool."

Then she waved Elsa over. If they were going to start their day of pampering Jennifer, she thought it would be a good idea to kick it off with the comfort she needed most while her emotions were running high. The foreign hand on her shoulder made Jennifer start, but she relaxed as soon as she heard Elsa's voice whispering into her hair.

"Sorry. I did ask Anna if you liked surprises… maybe next time, we'll just plan our trips like normal people."

"N-no, it's fine!" Jennifer piped up. Her voice sounded falsely cheerful, so Anna gave a little grunt that made her sigh. "Alright, so it wasn't fine at first, but like… that's only because I got the wrong idea, I guess. So maybe next time, tell me once we get here?"

Anna nodded her understanding. "Yeah. She, um, she thought we were dropping her and running off to do our own thing."

"Oh God," Elsa breathed when she heard that part. "I can see how that would be upsetting." Her lips pressed into Punz's crown as she petted up and down one of her arms. "It's alright… neither of us is leaving you alone today. Or we will if you ask, but not a moment before. Alright?"

There was a brief silence as the three women embraced. Anna tried not to think about the weird looks they were getting from passersby. Then Jennifer whispered, "You can probably let me pee by myself. Speaking of which… kinda gotta do that now."

"Alright," Anna snorted as the embrace was broken. "Elsa, are we all set?"

"Here are our questionnaires," she said, handing them out. "They're mostly a formality, and a way for the staff to find out if we have any specific needs."

So they filled out the forms, which only asked basic things like if they had any back pain, or allergies, or other medical needs. As they wrote, a staff member came by and offered to remove their shoes for them; both Punz and Anna were a little surprised, but Elsa merely stepped out of her heels. She had obviously been to a spa more than once. Punz seemed a little self-conscious because she was wearing sneakers and removed her socks on her own, then sighed in relief now that she was barefoot. Then they were given soft fuzzy slippers to replace them.

With the questionnaires finished, they were shown through into the changing room. That was when Elsa opened the bag she had brought along; inside were three swimsuits, and two of them were ones Anna and Punz already owned. Anna had given everything to Elsa so the surprise would be intact. So they quickly showered, just enough to rinse off, and put the swimsuits on to continue with their experience.

"I really don't know what to expect," Punz was saying as the spa director led them to the next part of their day. "Like, people really do this all the time? It seems weird."

"We've been booked in for the full package. Expect to be pampered to within an inch of your life," Anna said, grinning. Punz returned it shyly.

"First up, the massages," Elsa interjected, very softly, as though she didn't want to disturb them. Anna wouldn't have been surprised if Elsa felt lucky to still be part of the fun. "We also have mani-pedis and spa and sauna planned. There's a few other things you can try if you want, like acupuncture and cupping, but we haven't booked them yet."

At the last two suggestions, Punz gave a little shiver. "Uhhh, maybe not this time…?"

"Ohh, so there's going to be a next time, is that what you're saying?" Anna's tone was light and teasing, and it made Punz heat up in a terrible blush. She got a kiss on her cheek for her trouble, and a smile from Elsa.

Suddenly, it struck her that today might not be the disaster she feared after all.

~ o ~

First up were massages. It felt a bit odd, coming to a place like this as a group and then being split up on their own. Even odder were Anna's grin and her whispered words of, "Whatever they do in there, remember that you're my girlfriend."

That particular mystery was solved very, very quickly. Punz had never had a massage before. She was expecting a little bit of pain, especially around her shoulders and lower back – places where her muscles were twisted into knots, too much university coffee and bad posture. What she had not been expecting was how magical the masseur's hands were against her skin.

Which sort of begged the question of "How did Anna know?", while at the same time her mind emptied of everything but the massage and her body's reaction to it. Anna's words definitely made sense now. Maybe some other time she would be a little embarrassed at how much she moaned, but in the here and now, she couldn't be bothered. It felt too incredible.

The masseuse chuckled gently and told her, "It happens all the time, don't worry," as she finished with that foot and moved back up to start at the other thigh and work downward. Punz kept worrying that she would go under the towel, but it never happened; they were professionals, after all.

When she was finished, oils all over her skin and generally feeling relaxed, Punz dressed in her bathing suit again and rejoined her girlfriend and future-mother-in-law for the mani-pedis. They put a face mask on her first before they started in on her cuticles.

"How are you enjoying it so far?" Elsa asked.

"Well… I don't know, I thought it would be… that there'd be more to it. Not that it's a bad thing!" she hastily added, and Anna giggled quietly. "Like, I was worried about all this crazy stuff, but it all feels very natural now. Just weird that other people are doing it for me."

"Good," Anna snorted before sighing in relaxation. "Ohhh, this is so nice… we should do this every weekend."

"I think that would get expensive," Elsa laughed as the tech moved down to start in on her toes. "But we could put on face masks and watch bad TV."

It was almost a mumble when Punz said, "I like that plan. I'd vote for it in the election."

"You sound high," Anna laughed, and the other two laughed with her.

Eventually, their nails were all flawless and they cooled off in the swimming pool for an hour or so, paddling around and chatting with each other off and on. After that, there was a light lunch in the cafeteria, which seemed to mainly serve healthy vegan options. Some of them weren't very flavourful, but some were. They all managed to get something they enjoyed – Elsa had a Greek salad with feta, while Anna had a sandwich. They had a wonderful display of fruit, so that was what Punz ended up sticking to since her appetite wasn't very large.

Some of the watermelon juice dribbled down her chin, and she hastily wiped it away, asking Elsa for a napkin. When it happened again, Elsa beat her to it by gently dabbing at the corner of her mouth. She did not do it in a way that reminded Punz of a mother; no, Elsa's eyes were too soft for that. Still, it was rather motherly of her. The way Anna paused to watch didn't help, but the blush that rose to Punz's cheeks wasn't borne of embarrassment or any type of dislike for Elsa's actions. But it wasn't anything that needed commenting on, so no one did.

After lunch, there were only two more activities: the hot tub, and the sauna. After that, they would have just enough time for cool showers and then to head home. In the back of her mind, Punz wondered how she could ever have entertained the idea of sending Elsa away. True, yes, she had expected this day to be about her and Anna, but Elsa hadn't gotten in the way of that. She had simply been another person to talk to – another person with which to enjoy her little getaway.

And Punz certainly was enjoying time spent with Elsa. This was nowhere near as awkward as she had thought it would be. This Elsa was so different to "Mrs McFly", and yet so similar. She remembered when she first heard the news that her girlfriend was dating her mother. Never would she have imagined that, from then to now, she might make a friend. Because that was who Elsa was, now; they could never have a typical "you're the mother of my girlfriend" relationship, but at this point, what was typical about any of this? All she knew was that she was happy, and Anna was happy. And if Elsa was a part – a big part – of that happiness, then that was fine, too. More than fine: it was wonderful.

"Maybe we could figure out a way to move here," Anna sighed as she floated in the bubbling water, Jennifer across from her. "It's so good…"

"What if we got jobs here over the summer? Like… maybe they'll let us do a live-in worker thing. Stay in rooms and then work during the day, use the services at night…"

The bridge of her freckled nose crinkled as she laughed. "We'd get sick of this place. I mean, probably would take a while… but we would. Maybe it's better that we only do it once in a while."

"So you definitely wanna come back?"

"Yeah. Don't you?"

Punz smiled. She could be completely and totally honest when she said, "Yes. Yes, I do." And that was the best part.

"Do what?" Elsa asked as she joined them, slipping into the water with two glasses of juice in her hands.

"Want to come back. And I told you that you didn't have to get me anything!"

"Dear, today is about you." Her hand elegantly moved towards Punz, offering, and after a heartbeat of indecision, Punz took it. Elsa smiled softly at her. "We know the staff are taking care of most of our needs, but the few things they aren't, Anna and I are doing, so just get used to it."

"I'm trying, but it's still weird! You wiped my mouth, you even went to get me another pear when we ran out of pears! And Anna keeps fanning me anytime she sees a sweat drop on my lip!"

"Oh, speaking of which…" Anna fanned her again, and Punz rolled her eyes. Both of the other women giggled. "There. Her Royal Princessness has been cooled again."

The jets only stopped once, and only for as long as it took Anna to scurry out and turn them back on again. When she returned, she squished herself in between Punz and Elsa. It was odd for a second, until she grabbed Punz by the hips and pulled her onto her lap – causing a short shriek to erupt from her girlfriend. After the initial surprise, it was rather easy for Punz just to close her eyes and relax.

Even better was when Elsa's hands pulled at her floating feet, rubbing at the soles. It didn't take long for Punz to melt, completely and utterly. Anna's hands smoothed gently against her tummy, and she felt as though she could fall asleep in the midst of all this bliss.

Once the jets stopped again, they slowly clambered from the tub. The cool air destroyed any of the sleepiness Punz had felt, rejuvenating her – at least enough to give her the strength to visit the sauna. But not before she went to the bathroom. All that floating and hydrating had made it necessary.

When she made it into the main sauna room, Anna and Elsa weren't there. That was strange. Where did they get to? She headed back out and looked around, then spotted Anna a little further down the hallway.

"Hey," she sighed, trotting up to her. "What's wrong? Why aren't you in there?"

"Oh, we got a private room," she said with a slight smile, pointing to the door she was leaning against. "A little pricier, but Dad's got plenty of money, and Mom- I mean, Elsa actually has a pretty decent savings of her own. I think she invested in Microsoft or Apple back in the day, one of those. I dunno."

Smiling a little wider, Punz edged past her when she pushed the door open and said, "That's cool! I mean, I'm not gonna look down my nose at having a room all to ourselves or whatever. Just didn't know I'd be… I'd… be…"

Jennifer Punzel certainly didn't know she would be walking in on a stark naked Elsa McFly. Well, that wasn't strictly true; a towel was draped over her lap, covering the most private of areas, but that was all there was to keep her from being totally on display for the startled coed. It was quite a change from the one-piece she had been wearing before.

"I…"

"Punz!" Anna hissed, voice clearly amused as she nudged her a little further in so she could follow and shut the door behind them. "Nice roadblock you make there."

One of Elsa's eyes slit open, and she smiled to see Jennifer there. "Oh, good. I started to think you fell in."

"Way to sound like an old lady, Elsa," Anna sighed, already plopping onto the wooden bench next to her. Of course, Anna was still wearing her green bikini, and certainly didn't act like she was going to strip out of it, as well. Just leaned back against the wall and sighed contentedly.

All the while, Punz was simply trying to keep her gaze off Elsa – trying and not quite succeeding. Unbidden, her eyes were drawn to the skin on display, and truly, it wasn't really hard to imagine why Anna was so drawn to this woman. And it wasn't just to do with her beauty.

Punz believed them when they said today was for her. There was no doubt in her mind that their intentions were to let her enjoy herself; to show her that she was part of their bizarre little family, and that they could control themselves enough to remember she was there. Still, there was an inexorable pull – towards both Elsa and Anna – that hadn't quite been there at the beginning of the day. They had given her much more than a spa trip: they had given her an opportunity to see them – Elsa in particular. See her fun side, see her as more the woman that Anna saw, rather than the old mom Punz had once believed she was.

Coming back to herself with a start, she realised that there were two sets of eyes on her, accompanied by two gentle, if somewhat wicked, smirks. Ducking her head, she scurried forward, arms crossed over her chest as she sat on Anna's other side and further away from Elsa. That would have been fine, had it not put her directly in front of her.

Elsa at least seemed to realise that her embarrassment was from the absurdity of the situation, and when she spoke, it did actually help to reduce the tension. "It's amazing what the future can do. Forget face-lifts – age regression therapy yields so much more satisfying results. And look what they can do with boobs!"

And then she looked down at her own chest, bouncing them in her hands, a subtle invitation to let everyone else look without feeling like a lecher. It worked, and despite the warmth still circulating around Punz's cheeks that had nothing to do with the sauna, she let herself look.

They were quite perky for a woman who was actually slightly older than her own mother. Quite round, and of generous size. She knew from having been over to Anna's house quite a few times before this time-hopping nonsense was a factor that Elsa's breasts were not any larger than before; just elevated a little higher. Even without futuristic treatments, she wouldn't have thought of them as "saggy" in the slightest. But there could be no denying how youthful she looked now.

"Jennifer approves," Elsa remarked to Anna, who giggled. When Punz looked away at the heater and the rocks stacked atop it, she chuckled herself. "It's really alright; I would be curious if I were you. This type of anti-aging procedure doesn't exist in our era."

"Y-yeah," she agreed hesitantly. Hoping it would make her look less shy, she actually did get up and pour a little water over the rocks, as if that had been the only reason for her staring at it. An obvious pretence. "And it looks great! They look great, I mean – y-your- well, all of you!"

As Jennifer sat back down, wishing she could disappear into the steam rising from the rocks, Elsa's smile turned a little less wicked. "Thank you. I'm definitely a satisfied customer."

"Me, too," Anna purred, a little more lewd, and Elsa rolled her eyes. But instead of pushing that further, Anna instead turned back to Punz. "Do you think you'd do it?"

"Huh?"

"What Elsa did. Y'know, in the future, when we start to get wrinkly? I'm not really sure if I want to. Obviously it worked on her, but like, there was a good reason for her to do it, I guess."

That got Jennifer thinking, and she was grateful for something else to focus on other than the alluring body in front of her. "Well… I might, yeah. Maybe not the whole thing to end up looking half my age, but the organ stuff to live longer? Sure. I mean, I like you guys a lot, and I want to be around as long as I can."

"We agree there," Elsa told her gently, reaching over to pat her knee. It was very brief, so that wasn't the problem; it was that she saw sweat-glistening breasts swinging very slightly, and she felt hypnotised by the movements. But soon enough, Elsa was already sitting back with a casual sigh. "I'm going to double down on my treatments, and on skipping over time. So you two can catch up."

"Why?" Punz asked. "I just mean… you already look like you're barely thirty. If that!"

The smile Elsa gave her was soft and sweet. "I still feel a little older. When I can eat leftover pizza for breakfast and get up early for work after a night of drinking, we'll know my body is in tip-top shape."

What a shape it was, though. Punz really did try her best not to stare, but as the room heated further and they all began to sweat, it was harder to see Elsa as a mother than it was seeing her as… well, as someone she might not be adverse to a little steamy action of another kind.

But that was craziness. Even if she forgot about her being both Anna's mother and her other girlfriend – a nigh impossible task – it was still cheating on Anna. Wasn't it? Sure, they were all in the same room, much like the time they had both given Anna a "birthday present". But this was different. Both she and Elsa were dating Anna, so that was already what they would be doing separately. This was something she would never be doing with Elsa McFly on a normal day. So why now?

"Punz, you're staring again," Anna giggled, crossing her legs in the other direction. But Elsa was staring in a different way. Her brow was creased in worry.

"Jennifer, is me being nude making you uncomfortable? As in… not just a little. You almost look sick."

"Huh?" Putting on a fake smile, she waved both hands in front of herself. "O-oh, no, no! It's fine, I'm fine! Really!"

"It's no trouble, I can put my towel on. Or move to the public room." She didn't look upset or offended in the slightest; only concerned.

She also looked incredibly comfortable – moreso than Punz, or even Anna. The last thing anyone wanted was to ruin the quiet peace they had created between themselves. But…

Punz could definitely challenge herself. Swallowing, she smiled at Elsa – this time a true one – and shook her head. "It's fine," she repeated. "In fact, I think I might join you. May as well take advantage of the private room while I can."

And without further ado, she reached behind her back to pull at the drawstring of her bikini. There was only the briefest moment of hesitation before it fell, but when it did, Punz didn't feel the nerves or anxiety she half-expected; just an excited little flutter in the pit of her stomach. Elsa's eyes widened, just a touch, and the way they flittered over her bare chest…?

It felt good to be looked at that way.

Really good.

"Whoa," Anna said with a disbelieving little laugh. "Punz, look at you, stepping up your game!"

Though Elsa did give a quick little golf clap, which made Jennifer roll her eyes, what she said was, "You don't have to do that to make me feel more comfortable. Or to prove anything to us. I can sit nude and you can sit in a bathing suit; it's perfectly normal for a sauna."

Something in that stuck in her mind: 'Prove anything to us.' That's what it was: she wanted to prove something to them, and to herself. That she wasn't just the nervous third wheel that Anna had to be careful around because she was so sensitive, so anxious all the time. The thought of her initial reaction when she saw Elsa was at the spa came back to her, and she felt a flash of shame. That wasn't fair to them. Anna had never truly made her feel like she wasn't as good as Elsa; she got more of her attention on particular days, sure, but her thinking it meant she wasn't equally important was all in her own head. It was about time she started holding her own, and trusting Anna.

Trusting Elsa, too. Opening herself up to not only the one she was closest to first, but both of the McFly women. Maybe not fully in the same way, but the days of shutting Elsa out were over.

"You just like showing off that hot body of yours," she playfully accused Elsa, earning her a raise of an eyebrow. Then she took a single breath to brace herself before she added, "But I'm pretty hot, too. S-so there."

Then she shucked her bottoms. Anna laughed and clapped again, but Elsa was merely watching with interest. As usual, her expressions were a lot harder to read, but she thought she saw a little desire mixed in with the curiosity, the concern… and the growing respect.

Sitting primly back on her seat, Punz still crossed her legs. It was obvious she hadn't shaved – she didn't care to, and Anna loved her without the need for trimming down there. Even though Elsa's own reactions were enough to make her bold, no one but Anna had ever seen that much of her. But she was swiftly realising that it didn't have to stay that way, and the thought sent a shiver down her spine; one she was luckily able to suppress.

"Aren't you going to join us?" she asked Anna, in part simply a way to shift the attention off herself. It worked, briefly. Elsa's eyes flickered to Anna, encouragement written on her lips. It was only a second, though, before Punz felt herself being scrutinised once more. Through all of it, though, Elsa never openly ogled her. Not the way she had done to Elsa.

"Oh… I don't know," Anna said with a quiet laugh. She seemed to be doing enough ogling for all three of them. Of course, that made more sense since she was both their girlfriend, and it sort of went with the territory.

"What's the matter, McFly?" Jennifer purred under her breath. "Chicken?"

Elsa's leg extended just far enough to nudge Punz's knee with her newly-polished toes. Kicking her with no true force. "Don't do that. Let her pick on her own."

That and Punz's little laugh did erase the nervous look in Anna's eyes; even if she had been smiling all the while, clearly she wasn't as ready to disrobe as Elsa had been, and as Punz had convinced herself she was - and the goading had made her feel a little defensive, even if only briefly. "It's okay, Mom. Uh, I mean, Elsa. She's just teasing."

"Oh, yeah, definitely," Punz said quickly, mostly to Elsa. "She knows I'd never think she's a chicken! I mean, she doesn't even have feathers!" The joke was so bad she face-palmed herself before anyone else could beat her to it.

"Oh, God," Elsa snorted with a shake of her head.

"But you know," Anna was musing, voice slow and contemplative. The room was silent for a moment, save only for the slight hiss of steam rising from the rocks in the corner. "I mean, this is a private room, and you've both seen my goods plenty of times…"

Punz lowered her hand just in time to see Anna undoing her bikini top. She was definitely going slower, self-conscious that she was the last to strip and they were both watching her. All in all, however, it only took a few seconds.

It was so… strange. Anna and Elsa were more alike than she ever would have guessed, and the mere fact that Punz found herself in a position to compare their bodies brought a fresh blush to her face. She needed to distract herself. So, pulling her legs up onto the wooden bench, she flipped over to crawl to Anna. It wasn't the most comfortable way to move closer, but for whatever reason, it felt less revealing than simply standing up and walking over.

Elsa still had that faint look of amusement on her face, attention focused on the two girls. That attention was what gave Punz the courage to pause for just a moment to send her a wink before leaning down and kissing Anna on her lips.

All Anna had the time to say was "Wha-" before they were entangled. It was sweet, gentle, with just a hint of heat. And Punz was so happy. A stupid part within her mind was still worried that there would be some kind of negative reaction from Anna. Some "No no, we're having Three's Company time, we don't kiss like that right now." Really stupid now that she thought about it.

When she pulled back, she saw Anna was definitely a little affected, though still smiling and pleased with the situation. Her hand came up to pet over Jennifer's shoulder.

"Hey there. Thanks for stopping by. I, um… I'm enjoying this little visit."

"Cornball," Jennifer accused, and they both giggled. Then she looked over to Elsa again. "You're… sure it's not weird watching us like this?"

"I think the term 'weird' went out the window 88 miles an hour ago," she laughed. Then she stood, still holding the towel in front of her lap, and crossed to take Punz's recently-vacated seat.

"What's wrong? Too hot by the steamer?" It was a very light tease, but still a tease. She felt proud of herself for not just blushing and stammering all the time. For not bringing down the whole mood again.

However, Elsa was about to prove that no matter how hard she tried, she could never compete with the master and her lifetime of experience. All she had to say was, "Actually, it's quite a bit hotter over here."

Given the part of Punz she could view more easily now that she had moved, no explanation was necessary. For the sake of her own sanity, she was trying not to think about how Elsa's eyes could take in her thighs and her ass... and possibly more. It was getting to her, but she didn't want to admit that - or explore it any deeper.

But while she was distracted, Anna had taken it upon herself to exact her revenge. Warm lips met Punz's, and nimble fingers threaded through her short brown locks to pull her close. She couldn't help the soft moan that fell from her lips and onto Anna's. The rest of her body couldn't help but react, either, and she was – somewhere, in the back of her mind – grateful for the fact that Elsa had moved. Any dampness could be attributed to the sauna. Her pebbled nipples, on the other hand, could not.

If anything, though, that just made it all that much worse. As Anna kissed her, fingertips ticking at her skin, a single thought flashed through Punz's mind – one, she felt, may just end up being her undoing.

I wonder what Elsa's lips taste like…?

Luckily, it didn't seem that Elsa was thinking any such thing. Her teasing about "the view" was only teasing… so far. Though she could definitely feel a thigh resting against her toes, it wasn't the same as her actually trying to touch her. Which was a good thing.

Wasn't it?

"Mmm," Anna sighed as she let her go, smiling up at her. "Thank you."

"You're quite welcome." They both shared a grin. Then Punz decided to sit back; she'd had her fun. Anna scooted a little closer.

And suddenly, Jennifer was seated between her girlfriend and her future mother-in-law. That had not been the plan, and probably hadn't been Anna's plan, either… but she had a sneaking suspicion that Elsa was entirely aware of how this would end up when she moved. The closeness of the two gorgeous bodies, paired with gorgeous faces, was doing nothing to lower her heart rate.

"So I was thinking," Elsa said, perhaps trying to gently change the subject so Punz wouldn't feel so nervous. "After the spa, we should find a quaint little restaurant nearby. If I had my phone, I'd look one up now."

"Oh!" Anna grabbed for the little bag she had that only held their locker key, two bottles of juice and her phone, which itself was in a sealed sandwich baggie to protect it from moisture. Punz admired her for being so ingenious. "I can look that up."

"Wait, here." Elsa took the phone once it was unlocked, then opened the camera app.

"ELSA! Oh my GOD!"

"Relax," she chuckled, holding it aloft and tilting up slightly. "Just… there. No boobies. Smile!" They all smiled, faces rosy and covered in sweat and steam, and Elsa snapped a picture of them from the collarbones up. It would make for a good memory, even if they could never show anyone because it would raise too many questions about Elsa's age.

A memento of this wild, crazy moment… even though it was far from over.

To Be Continued…

#fractal the future #fruipit #forkanna writes #elsanna fanfiction #elsanna #jess the writer

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WARNING: so very (in)zesty and NSFW.

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CHAPTER TWELVE

The year was certainly interesting. At least, the next several months of 2016 proved to be a fascinating experiment.

Having been assured by Doc Pabbie that the new Mr. Fusion unit could handle the toll, Elsa skipped over a week in late October. This time, she said she was just going to go from Monday to Sunday with no stops between, as another small test – to get a feel for what it would be like. And it made no real difference to the rest of the world. She had called in from work — though they were starting to get worried about her taking off even more time — and Kristoff covered for her absence with the family. No ill effects. It wasn't going to be the same as skipping over entire months at a time, as they intended to do in the future, but it was successful.

Meanwhile, Anna and Punz were getting used to life at college, so she didn't even have time to do much in the way of worrying about her mother's misadventures. Classes were hard, dorm life was strange, and trying to find new band members took up a lot of her leftover free time.

That didn't mean Elsa wouldn't pop in once in a while. Sometimes when she least expected.

The Halloween party was a standard fraternity-sorority bash. Anna couldn't remember the names, but it didn't really matter, either. She had seen enough Veronica Mars to know to watch her alcohol, and never accept a drink from anyone else besides her girlfriend. She was actually enjoying herself; everyone was dressed up – or in various states of undress, since it was college – and it really was just a great excuse to let off some steam before the weeks leading up to finals.

At least, that had been Anna's plan. A little steaminess had certainly been anticipated for later that evening, but when her gaze fell to a newcomer, the eyes of everyone else at the party following suit, she realised she had grossly underestimated how hot a tantalising body could be, and how much she yearned for that contact.

"Holy… ffffuuuckballs."

And Anna wasn't the only one looking. Elsa looked another ten years younger, the crow's feet gone and her skin brighter than it had been in a while. Not only that, but the way she was filling out that slutty black dress, she also had the 'older woman' allure of a supermodel-level 27-year-old that made all the college boys drop their jaws - and want to drop their pants.

Girl-loving-girls were no exception. Anna was frozen in place as Elsa approached with a small smile in place, squeezing between throngs of college students to show off her costume. Of course, that only made things ten times worse for Anna as all the blood left her head and she began thanking the heavens that the toga she was wearing meant that she had a bra on. At least she would be slightly less conspicuous.

Suddenly, she felt Punz lean up to kiss her cheek. "I'll leave you two alone," she murmured. Anna swallowed thickly and gave a mute nod. Though to be truly alone, they would have to go back to the dorm room…

"Who's the hot teacher?" one of the guys whispered to his friends. There were a lot of shrugs. "Maybe she's a TA…"

"Can't believe a teacher would dress up as Elvira. I mean, the chesticles!"

"Who?"

"You know, Elvira? Mistress of the Dark?" When none of his friends answered, he sighed and grunted, "Philistines…"

Anna's knowledge was a little closer to the Philistines. However, she recognised the costume vaguely, from something on TV at some point. As much as she had absorbed random 80s trivia, she had come across Elvira at some point, she was sure.

Elsa looked the part to a 'T'. Voluptuous figure poured into a tight-fitting dress, ample cleavage on display for the entire party. As she walked, the slit up the side swung to reveal a shapely leg, shrouded in a fishnet stocking. Matching black heels clicked across the hardwood floors until she reached the hallway runner, softening the sound. The big-hair black wig definitely helped to cover her usual blondeness – and the pale makeup highlighting her cheekbones and rimming her eyes with darkness, paired with those ruby-red lips, made her such a graveyard knockout that Anna knew no one would ever think they were related. She didn't even bother trying to shush the boys; anybody would have reacted that way.

Anybody.

"Who are you supposed to be?" Elsa asked Anna mildly, voice purring and as sensual as her outfit.

"Uhh… I, uh… me…" Clearing her throat, she managed, "S-Sophitia. It's from a video game. I'm… so Elvira, huh?"

Smiling softly, Elsa reached up and glided a hand over Anna's blonde wig. "Didn't realise you'd be wearing this or I might have picked a different costume. We could both be blondes for a day."

"Then people would definitely be saying we were sisters," Anna whispered in a quiet voice. "I'm surprised they aren't saying it now; you look so… so good."

The world seemed to narrow until it was just the two of them. Anna didn't want to break the spell by looking away, or moving; she wanted to stand there with Elsa forever because she had no idea when she might next see her.

Elsa had other plans. Leaning forward a touch – pushing her breasts forward and biting her lip, just enough to be far more enticing than it should be – she murmured, "What's a girl gotta do to get a drink around here?"

Anna's shaking hand held up her own Solo cup, and Elsa drank from it – leaving a lipstick mark that had Anna's blood pounding in her ears. This was too hot. Were they on the surface of the sun? She smiled awkwardly, and her mother's grin had just enough of a wolfish quality to it that she felt her knees go weak.

"So… do you wanna get out of here?"

Immediately, the toga-clad idiot felt her mouth run dry and found herself unable to answer. She glanced around for Punz, but her girlfriend was nowhere to be seen. It made her a little sad in the back of her mind; Punz shouldn't have to feel like she needed to disappear.

But she would worry about her later. Trying to swallow and failing miserably, Anna nodded. She had no idea where Elsa was going to take her, but that was okay. After all, she never felt safer than when she was with her mother.

                                                ~ o ~

Contrary to her expectations and as far away from her hopes as one could get, Elsa did not take Anna back to the dorm. And perhaps that would have been a little much, but Anna couldn't pretend that she didn't think of Elsa most of the time whenever she cranked one out. So it would have been nice to have it really happen for once.

Not when she was with Punz, though. Never with Punz. As any Ghostbusters fan knew, you just don't cross the streams.

Instead, Elsa led her out of the party, making a detour that was only just enough out of the way to grab Punz, who had been loitering in the kitchen, and led them all into the cool evening air together. Anna tried very hard not to look at how Elsa's well-displayed tits reacted to that.

"So who is Jennifer supposed to be? A Catholic schoolgirl version of Xena?"

Dipping her head slightly at being paid attention to, she whispered, "I'm Cassandra. From 'Soul Calibur III'? Specifically that one because her costume in IV was a little too revealing for me…" Then she caught herself and hurriedly added, "N-not that there's anything wrong with a revealing costume! Of course! I just, um, it's not for me."

Elsa had been nodding along as they walked through the campus, and then chuckled at her blustering. "Of course." Then her eyebrows perked up. "Oh, are you two from the same game?"

"Yeah," Anna said with a huge smile. "I mean, I don't remember the characters all that well but it's a fun game. Punz is the expert."

"O-oh, I wouldn't say 'expert'! Just liked the characters, and I can Google to look up what they look like for cosplay purposes."

"Nerd," she said affectionately.

"Well, you both look wonderful," Elsa told them in no uncertain terms. Still sounding like a mom, despite her more youthful appearance. "Not that I have any previous knowledge of who they are. But… well, I can't help noticing something."

"What?" Punz asked, face serious as if they were about to get into some kind of costuming discussion.

"Did you purposefully put your girlfriend in the sexier outfit, or did you just think she suited the character?"

The serious face turned into a slight blush. "U-um… well, a little of both? I thought Anna would look great in it, and… between the two of us, she's the more courageous, more determined. I guess."

'Elvira's' hand drifted up to cup the girl's cheek, and she blushed even redder. "It's sweet. And I guess if that's who this toga-wearing exhibitionist is, then that's our Anna."

"Exhibitionist?!" Anna burst out. "Hey, I'm covered! I mean… not very well, okay, but there's nothing showing! And we have cool swords and shields!"

Withdrawing her hand, Elsa stopped her teasing. There was still a grin on her face, though, and her eyes trailed appreciatively over Anna's outfit once more. Anna couldn't help doing the same. She still hadn't fully experienced this new Elsa yet, and she was more than aware of that fact.

"So, what are we doing?" she asked instead, trying to distract herself. Feeling Punz's hand slide into hers as they walked, she allowed herself to take Elsa's on the other side. From a distance, they probably just looked like three sorority girls heading to – or from – a party. Elsa hummed thoughtfully a moment.

"I thought I could just spend the night hanging with the two of you. See how that goes? Unless, of course, you don't want me to." There was an easy smile on her face that showed only the tiniest hint of hesitance. To be fair, it was rather odd, showing up unannounced like this. However, Elsa certainly looked at ease enough to suggest that she believed they wouldn't "not want her".

She was right.

"How about ice cream?" Anna asked. "My treat?"

"Oh no, you don't," Elsa argued. "I dragged you away from the party. If there's any treating going around, I'll be doing it."

"Ooh, is that so?" The purred words surprised even Anna, and her eyes widened the same moment a choked cough came from next to her. Punz looked absolutely mortified, and her hand was covering her mouth in a valiant attempt to hold back any other noises.

Now Anna felt bad. She shouldn't have said that. The words had burst from her lips faster than she could stop them, and the innuendo hadn't been missed by anyone. Just because Punz knew of – and accepted, to a degree – Anna's relationship with Elsa, it didn't mean she wanted it shoved in her face. And why would she? She was Anna's girlfriend; Elsa was Anna's mother.

Letting out a small cough, Anna looked to the ground, embarrassed. "Sorry," she mumbled, quiet but heartfelt. Elsa remained silent, though even she seemed somewhat chastened.

"No, no! It's fine," Punz said hurriedly. "It wasn't- I just choked on something. I don't-" Taking a breath, she shut her eyes for a moment as she gathered herself. "I'm good, you're good, and Mrs- Elvira is good. Everything is hunky dory."

There was an honest smile on her face, and Anna squeezed her hand in a small show of thanks. Then she turned to Elsa.

"Ice cream sounds great. Maybe we can share one of those huge sundaes!"

"I'd like that," Elsa said with a small smile. Her cheeks were still a little warm, but luckily the makeup mostly covered that. "And I am sorry for interrupting; you didn't have to blow the party off for me."

Shrugging easily, Anna said, "It's okay. I was just thinking about leaving, anyway."

"Really?" Elsa asked in a dubious tone.

"Honest! Like, it's fun for a while, but we already took a few pics and, um, had to turn down like fifty drinks from guys who think they stood a chance. After a while, that gets old."

Finally, Punz sighed and seemed to be able to let go of her discomfort around this situation. "Yeah, it does. You know that 'throw the drink in the face' thing that only happens in movies? I finally had to act it out after like, the first dozen dudebros."

Elsa snorted a little and repeated "dudebros" under her breath. Anna had to smile; for a woman pushing fifty, she did stay pretty contemporary, but was still fascinated by small things from modern culture like that.

"In that case, I'm glad I could rescue you two. Do you mind if… I get a picture of the three of us?"

Shrugging, Anna glanced at Punz and they both nodded; that seemed harmless enough. So they all waited while she set the timer and propped the phone up on the base of a statue on the campus quad. Firstly, they did one with Anna in the middle, that seeming natural due to her being their mutual interest. With Elsa being the tallest, the next one was with her in the middle with the other two popping their feet and leaning in against her like some old pinup from the World War II era. About halfway through the picture-taking, Punz seemed to realise how close she was to Elsa and began to blush, which was just enough to show up in the picture.

"Oh wow, erase that one," she lamented, hiding her face. "I look like a tomato!"

"It's cute," Anna countered. "And other than that it turned out perfect; I don't think we could get it that good again."

"Agreed; it's very sweet. I'll treasure it always." Again, Elsa patted Jennifer, but this time on the shoulder. If Anna had to guess, she thought her mother was beginning to notice just how uncomfortable she was with any contact between them, and was trying to dial it back.

So they went to have ice-cream and Elsa did pay – though Anna refrained from commenting on it further than a simple, "Thank you." Punz echoed her words, obviously genuine but still a touch… nervous? Embarrassed? Anna wasn't sure and she didn't want to ask, either. She did make an effort to rein it in, though. Punz seemed to appreciate it.

By the time they'd finished their ice creams and were making their way through the campus, the Autumn night was beginning to turn cooler. Parties were still raging, and momentarily Anna wished that Elsa hadn't shown up. For just a moment, she wished she could just be a regular college student who gets drunk at a Halloween party with her girlfriend. But just for a moment – because she didn't truly want that. There were thousands of normal people and thousands of normal days and she didn't want that anymore. She just wanted a life with Punz and Elsa.

So it was on their way back to the dorms when Punz again offered to make herself scarce. This time, she simply said, "I'm going to go crash with that foreign exchange student, Kida something? She offered if it was too rowdy elsewhere."

"You don't have to do that," Anna said with a put-out expression, but this time Punz was a little more insistent. She just kissed her cheek and smiled. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah. You two can have the room tonight and I'll see you tomorrow. And the day after that, and the day after that…" Waving over her shoulder, she moved off toward the party. Apparently, she was planning on enjoying it a little longer, but wanted to give Anna her time with Elsa now.

Which Elsa seemed a little surprised by, but didn't say anything about it as they made their way upstairs. The party had spilled into the hallways, so they had to weave around mummies and zombies and superheroes until they got to Anna's door.

"Haven't been in here since you got set up," she breathed quietly with a small smile, looking around at the Pat Benatar poster and the wallscroll from some anime that probably belonged to Jennifer.

"It's a room, I guess." Scratching her ear, she bumped the door shut behind them. "Um… so how's stuff? I haven't talked to you since the semester started."

"Well, it's been pretty straightforward for me; I have been working, and then I took that week off, and… well, I'm sure you can tell I had another procedure done. And if your reaction to me walking in was any indication, it was time and money well spent."

Anna bit her lip and giggled a little, and Elsa smiled. But she wasn't pushing, wasn't advancing further. Simply standing in the room and looking around, her hourglass figure filling out that dress in a way that made her stomach tingle. Her palms itched to reach out and grab handfuls of everything she could find, but she forced herself to take this slow. To just enjoy her mother coming back to visit.

But… she didn't want that. She wanted Elsa, not her mom. It was only made worse because she was absolutely expecting to get some tonight – the plan had just changed a little. Then again, if Elsa had come here purely to show off the results of the procedure and spend time with her daughter, then Anna was happy to do that, too. As consolation prizes went, it wasn't a bad one at all.

"Yeah, it's different, right?" Brushing her bangs across her forehead, she took a step forward and past Elsa towards the bed. "We had to do some redecorating after I accidentally spilled nacho cheese on literally everything. I let Punz pick the—"

She was cut off by a deafening click, and swivelling on the spot, Anna's eyes aligned to the door where she had been standing just before. Except now, Elsa was there, leaning against the wood with one hand on the lock and the other slung across her body.

"—the colours…"

"She does have good taste," Elsa said, a wicked little smile reaching her eyes and sticking to her lips. "Pity about the cheese, though. Did it burn you?"

Anna couldn't respond for a moment. What could she say? Elsa's words didn't match her actions, and Anna-the-daughter was at war with Anna-the-horny-college-student. Finally she settled on a very underwhelming, "Huh?"

"Oh, you know," Elsa said, stepping forward. "Did it make you… dirty?"

A slow blush spread across her cheeks, though it was still a lot faster than she wished it was. "I'm… uhh, are you trying to ask if I need a bath? Do I smell or something?"

"Maybe I'm out of practice," Elsa admitted with a quiet chuckle. Then she paced forward and slid her hands up and over Anna's shoulders, around to gently rest on the back of her neck. "I was trying to gently encourage you to sleep with me. Did I do it wrong?"

The blush only got worse.

"Goodness," Elsa chuckled, playing with the fine ginger hairs peeking out from beneath the blonde wig of her costume. "I seem to have flustered… what was her name? Sophia?"

"Sophitia." Her lips felt numb, her pulse racing. It wasn't her mother – or even Elsa. This was almost like being propositioned by some total stranger, a raven-haired fox that looked old enough to be a very young teacher. Much though she hated to admit it, she had gone from zero to "hopelessly aroused" in the minute or so since Elsa had locked the door.

Why did Elsa seem to do this to her so easily? Even when she was her own age, all she had to do was look at her the right way and she dissolved into need. Here and now, her mother leaned forward a little more to whisper, "Are you alright?" and Anna barely heard her, she was so taken with the gorgeous, elegant woman.

"Wha…? I'm f-fine. I'm…" Her eyes focused on Elsa's lips. So red, so full… she had to kiss them.

And then she was. Her mother's cheesy pick-up line was forgotten as Anna melted into Elsa. She tasted like lipstick and heaven, and as the noise from the party raged around them, Anna had no desire to bite back her moans. She began kissing harder – hard enough to push Elsa back towards the locked door. They struck it with a thump, but though Elsa gave a soft "Oof," she didn't let their lips part for longer than a second.

"Fuck, I need you," Anna growled as she moved to divest Elsa from her dress. The wig came off first, falling to the ground and letting Elsa's hair fall down with it. Whether it was due to the words or the actions, Anna wasn't sure, but it made very little difference as Elsa gasped and writhed against her.

"Picking up- ngh- bad habits…" Elsa groaned out. "Foul language…"

Anna smirked against her skin. "Just for you." Her hands slipped inside the open chest of the dress. "Just for you, my Elsa."

Her mother's back arched as she felt the hands find her peaks beneath the material, with little effort or opposition. Elsa was ready to be touched, and Anna was ready to touch her. She couldn't believe they were finally taking this step; not their first encounter, but the most honest and open one since 1985.

"Yes," was all she could think to breathe as she listened to Elsa moaning, as she moved down to nip at the skin. Little by little, she teased the plunging neckline open until her mouth could press to the nipple itself, enveloping it so easily and drawing it in.

And it unmade Elsa. Her hands fell to Anna's shoulders, gripping for a moment as if to push her away before pulling her forward. A heart at war with itself was beating fast behind the soft mounds that she played with. She had been dying to have this for almost a year now, and she would be damned if anything stopped her.

"Tori…" Seemed her mother still needed that much. But she wasn't going to begrudge her. Or at least, she was going to change things up a little.

"Who? My name is Sophitia, Elvira."

A half-breathless laugh blasted from her throat, and Anna's stomach fluttered with joy. "Oh, that's the game, is it? Alright… I can handle that. Sophitia."

"Mmm… Elvira…" And maybe Anna dragged out the first syllable a touch longer than she would have otherwise, but its similarity to her mother's name sent a delightful chill down her spine, clashing against the heat at her navel.

Manouevering her leg a tad, Anna slipped it between Elsa's, pressing deep at the same moment she resumed her attack on the nipples standing proud against Elsa's flesh. God, this was it. Sort of. It was the first time that Anna could fully appreciate the way Elsa looked when she was being pulled apart piece by piece; the pleasure working into every crevice of her being. She was more beautiful than Anna could ever have imagined, and suddenly the only thing she wanted was to see Elsa come. She wanted Elsa to fall apart beneath her fingertips, pressed against a dorm room door while a party raged outside.

And despite initiating it this time, Anna still wanted Elsa to say her name. To not be afraid to say it. But that would come with time, and the whole idea was pushed from her mind because there were far more fun things to focus on.

"Ah! Oh… oh, Sophitia!"

It took that little to melt away concerns and refocus on making this ethereal creature writhe with ecstasy. If she could. She had before, on rare occasions – and she aimed to do the same this time.

"Do you know how much I love these?" she taunted Elsa as she laved her soft peaks, feeling the rigid centers pressing back against her tongue.

"Bet you say that to all the girls," Elsa whispered softly, amusement dancing in her eyes. "You… mmhh… you flirt."

Her head shook before she leaned in and wrapped her lips close around one, suckling for a moment and eliciting a louder moan. "Just you."

For just a moment, the thin veil between their play and reality parted when Elsa whispered softly, "You always have."

Anna hesitated, eyes flicking up to her mother's and seeing the shared feeling. That they were breaking natural laws, doing things that should not be done. Something they spent so much time avoiding thinking about, not to confront the darker things and focus on the light. But this time, Elsa seemed almost determined to rustle that veil and show Anna that she wasn't a woman deluded. She simply wanted to keep the darkness concealed because the light was a lot more important to her.

"And I still do," Anna affirmed, kissing one to make sure Elsa was still alright with this. All she got in return was a soft sigh of pleasure, so she returned her tongue to the surface, swirling around the firm, pinkened nub.

She could have kept it up all day if not for her urge to go further. To explore. And now that Elsa was giving her permission – encouraging her… Anna was done waiting. She wanted Elsa, wanted to taste her and experience her. Make up for the time that they lost and prepare her for the time they had left.

So, Anna began sinking to her knees, the dress sliding off Elsa's shoulders to leave her completely bare. Thank God they were on the third floor – and thank God Elsa was braced against the wall, because though Anna never paused, when her mouth ran over the apex of Elsa's thighs, breathing hot and wet and obscenely into the space between them, she did shudder. Her knees buckled for just a moment as she fought to control herself.

Anna didn't let it break her rhythm. With one hand running up and down Elsa's calf, she used it to lift her leg. Elsa groaned when Anna kissed the top of her foot, just above where that shining black heel began, and she wasn't exactly sure what caused the sound. Was it the tender touch, or… something more? This was a curious thing, and not something Anna would ever have expected her mother to be interested in. Before her little foray into the past, Anna had never thought of her mother as a sexual being – despite having three children as evidence to the contrary. If the thought ever had crossed her mind, it was in the abstract 'parents do things and make babies and it's absolutely not about fun'.

Oh, how wrong she had been. And watching Elsa's eyes close, head tilted back as a long, low moan escaped her throat, Anna realised that she had been both wrong and also very, very stupid.

So the higher her lips went, and the more Elsa let out little moans of desire as she explored her calf, her knee, the more she finally had to completely let go of that idea of who her mother could have been. Was, in her memory, but had never existed in this version of history. This was Elsa McFly now and who she would be forevermore.

"God, you really are beautiful," Anna sighed against her thigh, hands trailing up and down the outsides of both, down to knees and up to hips and resting there a moment.

"Money well spent, then. If you like me this much."

"Not the money. Not your 'improvements' to this body. Just… you." Anna wanted her to know that. Even if she had never gone into the future and made her physical form younger, her love wouldn't change. All this changed was the openness with which they could be together in public. Hopefully.

At last, she was going down on Elsa again. For a few seconds. Then Elsa slid against the wall to one side, unable to remain standing, and Anna picked her up and carried her to the bed. Her legs windmilled and one of her black heels rocketed across the room to thump against the closet door, and they both laughed as they fell atop the sheets. Then arms were encircling bodies, lips finding lips. Legs tangling in sheets. Hearts dancing together.

Eventually, Anna found it quite natural to lift Elsa's leg up and slide her own thighs between. This was something she had tried with Jennifer and thought it could come in handy now; a few tries had made it a lot more pleasurable once they figured out exactly how to fit together so that it wasn't just an awkward idea. Expertise that she hoped to give to her mother.

"O-ohhhh," Elsa sighed when their wet petals began to grind against each other. "That's… that's new! I didn't think scissoring was a… a real thing!"

Giggling breathlessly, Anna wrapped her arms around Elsa's leg as she shifted her hips up and down. "It's for special occasions. And… y-yeah, not as easy as it looks, but… if you can do it just… r-right…"

There were a few solid seconds that were filled only with gasps and choked cries, their flesh slipping against each other's. Anna closed her eyes and focused on the movements, her actions becoming less and less controlled the closer she spiralled to her orgasm. Elsa was beautifully unhelpful – this was one aspect of sex that Anna was actually better than her in, and that thought only brought Anna closer to the edge. She liked being in control.

But that control also meant that she wanted to watch – witness Elsa come undone beneath her. A treat she had never been allowed to see before. So she opened her eyes, only somewhat disappointed to realise Elsa's had slipped shut.

Maybe she should change that.

"L-look at me, Els- Elvira," Anna murmured. Her voice was breathless, but gentle; strained, with a hint of the need that seemed so clear in every other aspect of her body. When Elsa didn't react, she tried again. "Look… look at me. Please."

This time, her voice was much stronger. Her fingernails dug in a little harder against Elsa's thighs when finally – finally they made eye contact.

"A-Anna…" she just barely managed to breathe, a slight flash of surprise in her features from the mild pain. But it was obviously not unwelcome, if her reaction were any indication. Belatedly, she let out a soft moan before amending, "I mean… Sophitia…"

But Anna felt a sense of triumph. She had finally got her mother to say her actual given name while they were together in this way. She wanted to push more, to call her "Elsa" – or "Mom". Demand she keep calling her by her name, at least. However, this was already a lot for her mother to have gotten past, so she didn't try.

"Elvira, I w-want you to come for me," she told her in no uncertain terms. Not that she wanted this moment to be over, but Elsa's pleasure came first. In fact, it was the only thing that mattered. "I wanna hear it. W-wanna feel it!"

Nodding, her mother grabbed onto the nearest leg to her front from the angle at which they were interlocked and hugged it to herself, sighing and rolling her hips in time with Anna's. She did the same, folding the other leg back to kneel slightly, giving herself a little more leverage. Then she tried to concentrate as much as possible on bringing pleasure to the two clusters of nerves they owned between them.

Now she was definitely glad that she had worn such a semi-revealing costume.

"Sophitia!" she cried out again, drawing the leg back from Anna's grasp to practically stand on her neck. Trying to open herself up more to the friction. "Sophi… phit…!"

The broken way she uttered most of her character's name made Anna let out a winded blast of laughter. This was everything she had been dreaming of during their months apart. Just because she had Jennifer and loved their moments together didn't mean she forgot the other with claim to her heart, her flesh and bones.

"'So Feet', huh?" Her hand pried the foot off her neck and kissed its toes, which curled away instinctively. "Is that what you just said you want?" Elsa shook her head. "It's not?"

"Just… just you!" she admitted, hips moving faster than ever. Anna's eyes were magnetically drawn to the soft breasts and the way the one she could still see rippled and rose up to nearly slap its owner in the face. If only she could reach it… but she would have to settle for the show.

And what a show it was. Even though Anna couldn't quite touch, it didn't mean that Elsa couldn't. Perhaps the desire was evident in Anna's eyes, because as Elsa lifted a hand to tug at one nipple, she made sure to send one slow wink her way.

It made Anna shudder, her rhythm faltering for a second. It wasn't enough to completely derail her impending orgasm, but it was enough to delay it for another little while. However, it hadn't had that effect on Elsa; contrarily, the hand at her breast began working harder as she stared at Anna, hips rolling desperately. Her expression was fierce and needy, and Anna wanted to give her it all.

So she grabbed Elsa's hips and redoubled her efforts. She was rewarded with a lewd moan that burst, long and low, from Elsa's lips. Perhaps part of it was for show, but it was undeniable how good it made her feel.

"I'm so close…" Elsa hissed. "Please! Finish me!"

Therefore, Anna held nothing back. She began to slam her hips once in a while for that jarring spasm of pain mingling with the pleasure, mostly sliding up and down the fragile folds with her own. Working hard to coax that stubborn orgasm free. Until…

Elsa exploded like a supernova, entire spine kinking and legs straightening all the way, forcing Anna to lean back. Watching that unfold got Anna a lot closer to her own, and she began rutting even harder, prompting a mingling gasp of surprise and a groan of detached pleasure from her mother.

"Sophitia!" she finally gasped out, swallowing to coat her throat. "Are… are you close?"

All she could do was nod. She was past the point of being able to say anything now, kissing and biting the calf in front of her face as she rocked her hips into the most perfect body she had ever encountered. Elsa said nothing to stop her after that, no questions or commentary. Just thrust back against the thrusts meant to give Anna her finish.

Though she did add one thing. A simple, whispered, "I love you."

Anna achieved heights she didn't even know were possible during sex. Her entire body was trying to seize up the way Elsa's had, but she did her best to stay loose and limber so that it wouldn't cause her pain later. She wanted this memory to be pure and beautiful and sweet.

Once they finally flopped down onto the bed, exhausted, Elsa did let out a groan of pain. "Ohhhh… I'll be feeling that for a few days."

"Sorry, not sorry," Anna giggled, rolling to curl around her. "Mmm… that was amazing." She noticed the slight wince. "You okay?"

"Of course." She took a few breaths before continuing, "The future has done wonders for me, but I still have the inner body of a woman pushing fifty. Feels more like my late thirties now, thanks to diet and exercise, and the procedures, but I'm never going to be an actual teenager again, I'm afraid."

"Good." Anna leaned over and kissed her, messy and wet and wonderful. "I could never date a teenager."

Elsa sighed into her mouth, running a hand up and down Anna's spine in that delicious way that had her shivering for more. Pointedly ignoring that she was already dating another teenager.

It was a shame that today was a 'one and done' kind of day. Every cell of Anna's body wanted more, but the ache already building at her navel was one she probably shouldn't ignore. Every time she moved her legs, her clit seemed to cry in pain, bruised and tender as it was.

Totally worth it.

"So is this the part where you kick me out of your room and we spend the next semester dodging each other's gaze until it culminates in desperate sex in the library?" Elsa asked, a cocky grin on her face. Her arm didn't stop its travels. It felt so good.

"Nah…" Anna sighed, slipping her eyes shut so she could snuggle into Elsa and appreciate how it felt. "We can do that tomorrow…"

Still unable to suppress certain motherly instincts, Elsa managed to drag the blanket over the two of them, tenderly caressing over Anna's hair as they nestled in close to each other's bodies. Grateful for warmth, for companionship.

"You're sure Jennifer is alright with giving us the room?" she asked just as consciousness was fading. "She has a place to go?"

"Yeah… mmm…"

"Alright." Her lips pressed into Anna's forehead. "I love you."

"Love you, too…" And that was the last they knew before fatigue caught up with them.

                                                 To Be Continued…

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NOTE: Sorry for the delay in posting, but I hope you find this slight jump forward in time to be fitting in light of that. I really am going to keep up with posting this year, I swear! At least it's only been a month!

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                                    CHAPTER ELEVEN

That was the most they experimented for many months. When the clock struck midnight on New Year's Eve, it was Jennifer Punzel that Anna kissed. When her needs ran high, it was Jennifer who met them. Elsa and Tori never had another moment together.

Of course, that didn't mean that Anna and her mother didn't have further close calls, awkward moments between more stable ones. Most of them were so fleeting they were easily laughed off, but once or twice Elsa had to forcibly do something to get Anna out of the mood before they broke their rules again. It was irritating, but she couldn't pretend she didn't understand; life really was better this way, overall.

Maintaining that distance did get easier over time. As the year progressed, there were fewer and fewer slip-ups. Jennifer somehow actually became even closer to the family. Her own mother was getting rather overbearing with the prospect of college quickly approaching, as if she weren't already, so more often than not the cheerful teen could be spotted at the McFly home instead of her own.

Jennifer's presence made it easier to keep things friendly with Elsa, too, and perhaps she knew that. Sometimes, after a particularly difficult day of pretending that her feelings weren't quite as strong as they really were, she would help Anna work out some of her frustrations – either by giving, or by letting Anna have her way with her. They usually tried to make sure it was in at least a semi-concealed place. Anna had really grown fond of her car, that was for sure.

And then the day arrived, full of trepidation, fear, and some elation: graduation day. It was surreal to think that this moment had finally arrived; Anna wasn't even sure if it was actually excitement that she was feeling. Her whole body felt a little bit numb.

"First day of the rest of your life, kiddo," Kristoff said that morning at breakfast, the words probably meant to comfort. They did, in some way, but at the same time they threw into stark contrast the fact that the safety net of high school was gone. Once more, fear struck her when it sunk in that Elsa wasn't going to be there forever – that soon their plan was going into effect. Anna honestly wasn't sure how she was going to cope with Elsa leaving for the future and Punz leaving for college.

"Yeah. Um…" This was probably a really bad time to make this announcement. When would be a better time, though? "You know how I'm going to the community college? And Punz is going to uni?"

"Of course, honey." So far, he was basically just listening and sipping at his coffee as he glanced at various news blurbs on his iPad. "And I'm proud of you for at least trying."

Setting down her own juice, she sighed, "Yeah." That had been its own ordeal, but in the end, she decided her parents were right; even if she didn't end up figuring out what she wanted to do with her life besides play her guitar and sing, the college experience might at least give her some kind of hint. But there was something else she wanted to do first.

"Um… so Punz and I did a lot of thinking. And talking about it, while we were in Tijuana for Spring Break." Clearing her throat, she glanced at Elsa, who was hanging in the kitchen doorway, and at Kristoff, who was looking up from his iPad now. "And… w-we want to do the backpacking-across-Europe thing."

"What?!" he gasped, setting the tablet down. "When did this happen?"

Taking a step closer, Elsa added, "Oh, Anna, I don't know if that's such a good idea. What about college? You may have to retake your entrance exams, and that's-"

"Relax, relax," she giggled with one raised hand, though she felt a little nervous at all their attention. "I meant for the summer. Like, we might miss the orientation tour, but we'll be back in time for classes, and can handle a lot of that pre-enrolment crap online. Internet cafes are still a thing, right?"

"Are you sure about this?" her mother asked. Still mothering.

"Yeah, I mean… one last hoo-rah, you know? We wouldn't be gone long either…" There was another reason, but she wasn't sure she wanted to let Elsa know it. And definitely not in front of Kristoff.

He seemed to realise that this conversation wasn't about him, though, because he gave a cough and said, "I think I'll let the two of you talk about this. We can have a proper discussion tonight… but whatever you decide, you know I love you guys. Or you had better by now."

"Yeah, of course. Thanks, Dad."

Then he was retreating to the den, and Elsa didn't waste any time. "What's this about, Anna? You've never mentioned anything like this before."

Anna shrugged. She didn't want to worry Elsa, or make her feel like she was running out on the family. But Elsa sat across from her and took her hand, looked at her with such selflessness and love that Anna remembered it wasn't just her that wanted to enact their plans. This was the best for both of them.

"I just… it's something that Punz really wants to do – just get away from here, just for a little bit and be together, y'know?"

"And what about you? What do you want?"

"I want it, too!" Anna assured her. Tried to, rather, because Elsa still looked a little unimpressed. "I really do, I swear. But…" She trailed off for a moment, looking down. She squeezed Elsa's hand a little, and it gave her courage to continue. "I want to go away and know that you're going to be here, waiting for me to return. I mean, you can do the first skip or whatever, but I think it would make that moment a little easier for me, too…"

"Ah…" Clearing her throat, she smiled. It wasn't exactly a joyful smile, or a giddy one; more an expression of understanding. "Yes, I suppose it would be awfully hard living here while your mother isn't. This way, it will be as if both of us went away. I'm…"

The hesitation worried Anna, but instead of flipping out she simply asked, "What's up?"

"Well, I was thinking of having something done in the far future. Just a small procedure; a checkup, really."

"Wait… something done? Like surgery?"

"Perhaps. It's actually something you-" But Elsa cut herself off, as if she had said too much. "Well, anyway, Doc Pabbie underwent the same procedure. Haven't you noticed how youthful and vibrant he seems lately?"

"Yeah, but I guess I just assumed he was hitting the espresso extra hard. He still looks like a wacky old scientist. Like… is this safe? This thing you wanted to do?"

"As far as I know, given Pabbie's testimony. But I'll start with a check-up, and if that goes well, I'll start with the smallest procedures that are most necessary. Then I'll give myself some time to adjust before trying anything further. And… that way, both of our 'summers' will be productive."

"So… that's a yes?" Anna asked slowly, eyes wide and hopeful. Elsa smiled.

"That's a yes. From me. We still need to talk to your father, and the Punzels, first." Anna frowned, a grumpy little turn of her lips that had Elsa's curling upwards. "Don't worry so much. The hard part is over now."

She was right, as always. Anna would have been happy enough to sit there in comfort with her for hours, but that plan was cut short as Kristoff reappeared in the doorway, wearing a nice pair of slacks and a semi-formal button up. He looked nicer than she ever remembered seeing him. He even looked thinner than in her past life – something she hadn't noticed until now.

To his credit, he barely even looked uncomfortable now as his eyes fell to their hands, clasped in the center of the table. It really had just been a matter of getting used to their new 'normal'. Not for the first time, Anna thanked the heavens that her siblings didn't live at home anymore.

"So, are we ready to go?"

"Well… I guess we are," Anna said, glancing over at her mother. When she nodded, she turned back to beam up at him. "I'll go put on that stupid cap and gown. I mean, why does that tradition stay alive? They make us look like a bunch of weird jellyfish."

Shaking her head, Elsa reached over to pat her daughter's shoulder. "Just go get ready."

In no time at all, they were prepared and in the car, an actual high-dollar camera rather than just a phone securely in Elsa's purse. They chatted about small things all the way to the school, and Anna started posting Instagram videos of even the boring bits. She didn't care if nobody who followed her watched them; they were for her to remember this time. This last time her family would be something like normal.

Once they got there, Kristoff and Elsa went off to find their other children, and maybe the Punzels. Anna started ducking through the crowd to find her girlfriend. For something that the school had done a billion times before, it was still a madhouse as people moved to-and-fro, trying to find family, or a seat, or lost kids. Generally just getting in the way. It didn't help that there were at least two or three 'extras' to every one of her classmates. There would have been over 500 people milling about.

Finally, Anna did see Punz. She was with her family and looking only a little bit put-out. The sun was hot and there wasn't any shade, and really this thing had to be starting soon anyway. Taking a breath, Anna approached.

Punz was the first to notice her, and thus, the first to react. Her eyes lit up and she smiled widely. But she didn't make any move to approach Anna. The reason was obvious as Mrs. Punzel caught sight of Anna. Her eyes narrowed, and her mouth set into a grim line of vague distaste.

Anna remembered reading Harry Potter when she was younger. The way Rowling described Narcissa Malfoy… that was often how she thought of Mrs. Punzel. She never told Jennifer, of course, but then the mutual dislike between Anna and Punz's mother wasn't exactly a secret. Anna hadn't even done anything wrong! She wasn't sure how the story went in this timeline, but in her old one, Mrs. Punzel had never quite forgiven Anna for doing "unspeakable damage to my daughter". Anna was sure it was a lesbian thing, but Mrs. Punzel had never actually admitted as much.

She kept things simple as she got to them. Arms flapping out to her sides, she said, "Heya. We gotta go take our places with the students!"

"Miss McFly," Mrs Punzel said. Her husband sighed wearily, but did manage a pained smile before nodding at her.

"Sir, Ma'am."

"Mom!" Jennifer hissed. Then she turned back to grin at Anna. "Let's do this thing. Maybe if we're good they won't change their minds."

Once away from the parents and heading to the rows of chairs in front of the stage, the football field's grass crunching under their steps, Jen whispered, "Whew. At least she kept it short this time."

"I tried," she giggled. Jane and Merida waved when they passed them. Then they needed to split up, even though they wouldn't be sitting very far away from each other; M and P were fairly close together.

"Those shoes are killer, though. Are they vintage?"

Glancing down at her hot pink heels, Anna smiled to herself. Something she had worn just for her mother. "Yeah. Yeah, they are."

                                                          ~ o ~

The day was a success. It wasn't like graduating could ever fail, really. Anna almost tripped, but she managed to right herself before anyone noticed. Her mother filled two rolls of film, somehow, and it took awhile for her to find her cap again after she threw it with everyone else. But hers had "Class Of '85" written on it with a silver Sharpie; it stood out somewhat.

Afterward, they all went out to dinner. John and Wendy were so proud of their little sister, in a way that Anna hadn't really expected. Especially from Wendy; sure, this version seemed happier, more open to differences, but it was still crazy. Gosh, they were even proud of Punz. Made her feel like part of the family.

They had decided against going to Cafe 80s again. For Kristoff, John, and Wendy, it was because they wanted something a little fancier than burgers. For Anna, Elsa, and Punz, it was because despite the crowds piled into the little shop on occasion, it still felt… private. A spot for her and her friends, and girlfriends. This was especially true in Elsa and Anna's case, but it was enough for all three of them to agree emphatically with whatever the others chose.

"Oh, I'm just a tagalong," Punz had deferred. "I'm happy with whatever."

"No you're not," Kristoff said, before Anna even had a chance to rebuke her girlfriend. "You're part of our family, and that means you have a say."

Anna wondered briefly if he was only talking about the food, before deciding that it didn't actually matter. It certainly didn't to Punz, who was blinking rapidly and looking very much like she wanted to burst into tears.

"Th-thank you," she said quietly. Anna stepped closer to grab her hand.

"Dinner time?" she asked her, very serious. Punz smiled and let out a little laugh that had far more emotion in it than a simple laugh should.

"Dinner time. Honestly, I've been too nervous to have anything until now - and I feel like I could eat a horse!"

So they settled on a local Italian place. They were pretty booked up, but Kristoff had some pull with the owner, who used to go to high school with them; Anna wondered if she had met him in the past. Probably so.

All went fairly well until Mr. and Mrs. Punzel took their leave. Sure, they tried to get Jennifer to go with them, but she pointed out – politely, in Anna's opinion – the fact that this was supposed to be a celebration and everyone was staying later. Bethel had argued that if everyone jumped off a cliff, would she follow? Luckily, Kristoff had more courage in this universe and had learned how to be at least moderately suave – thanks to his future daughter, of course. He was able to sweet-talk them into letting him pay for Jennifer's meal; it was the least they could do for the daughter of such a nice family, and their own girl's best friend. Anna made gagging motions just out of Mrs. Punzel's sight, and Wendy almost blew it by snorting. Even Elsa was smiling a little bit in bemusement.

"You guys are really the best," Jennifer said in a highly emotional voice once the rest of the Punzels had gone. "Like… my parents are trying, but they're just really different, um, mentally. So I think it's pretty cool of you to not care that they…"

"Have sticks up their butts?" John finished for her. Wendy slapped his arm, and he shrugged at her as if surprised she took issue with his phrasing.

"It's perfectly alright," Elsa told her immediately. "And I agree; I have hopes they will eventually come around to acceptance, even if that's as far as they get."

"Better than nothing," her husband agreed, drawing at his glass of wine. Anna could never remember seeing him drink something like that; it was always beer or chocolate milk, basically. Coffee in the morning, though that was still their reality.

"And either way, they aren't you," Anna put in. "Don't think we're gonna get rid of you just because of them."

The smile on Jennifer's face was so huge it seemed impossible to be contained there. Then she hugged Anna's arm tightly. "You're so sweet. And that means everybody, not just Anna."

"Then you're a matching set," Elsa teased very lightly. It was as close as she could ever come to openly admitting to the whole family that she thought Anna was sweet, and Anna felt her heart skip over a beat.

But this wasn't about her at the moment. It was about Punz, and making her feel as accepted as she made Anna – and Elsa – feel at all times. This sweet girl deserved the world.

                                                          ~ o ~

The months flew by. All in all, Anna couldn't have asked for more from her trip abroad. Even though they didn't get to stop in as many countries as they wanted to, she and Jennifer got to see Paris, Rome, London, Madrid, Berlin… She felt like she understood the world a lot better now than she did before.

Along the way, there were many late nights and tender kisses. And more. Anna grew a lot more used to being intimate on a regular basis. Though Jennifer was eager to please, she definitely missed those other encounters with her other paramour… but as often as she could, she put them out of her mind. This trip was not for them; it was for her and Jennifer.

When they got back to Dell Valley, both of them felt almost disconnected from their surroundings. They had spent so long hopping from hostel to hostel, sometimes having to try to catch a nap on a beach when they could get away with it, that going back to their boring old humdrum town felt like something from another lifetime rather than the end of summer.

"Everything looks… smaller somehow," Jen said as they got out of the Uber in the square. "Even though I'm pretty sure it's not."

Anna nodded, shading her eyes. "It is smaller. I mean, this is everything we'd ever known for most of our lives, right? Except for Tijuana. Which is like, right over there." She made a vague gesture toward the south.

Punz grabbed Anna's hand, tugging her girlfriend close for a soft kiss. "Maybe it just looks small because my whole world is right here."

Anna grinned giddily, unable to help the way her cheeks blossomed. "You dork." Then she scrunched up her nose. "I'll tell you what, though, I'm glad I can use my own shower again."

It was a subtle plea, but one Punz caught straight away. Wrapping her arms around Anna's waist, she said, "Well, did you wanna go home first to have a shower? And… maybe a nap. I don't know about you, but I'm exhausted." She made a show of slumping against Anna and was rewarded with a tinkling laugh.

"Maybe you should come back to my house before you fall asleep on the bus."

"Of course I'm coming home with you. Think you can get rid of me that easily, huh?" There was still laughter in her voice, and it was obvious she was joking. Anna still felt impelled to lean forward and hug her tight.

"Never," she said earnestly.

So they headed for the house. She wasn't entirely sure what she would find there. Would Elsa even be home to welcome them? She had implied that she would, but maybe she changed her mind and wanted to drag out the "gaps". Though she doubted it. If anything, her mother always seemed determined to do what she said she would do, even when it resulted in sexual frustration.

More than anything, she just missed her family. It would be great seeing them again.

When she got in, the house wasn't empty for once. Her parents were already there, chatting in the living room. They had a lot of catching up to do, it seemed. Then Elsa turned around at the sound of the door scraping open…

And Anna dropped her luggage in sheer surprise. The difference was already clear. Her mother looked about five or ten years younger, with reduced wrinkles and slightly more colour in her cheeks. It wasn't a stark difference, only a decade of time in the same healthy individual. But given her inside knowledge, she could tell that she had the procedure, and it had been successful.

"Anna," she breathed, smile full of the kind of love which Anna had ached for on some nights. The ache she had done her best to ignore, and fill with an appreciation for the excitable nerd who was already with her. And while it worked, because Punz was just as important to her, it couldn't fully compensate for what felt almost like a missing limb.

"Mom…" Racing forward, she flung herself into her arms, clawing at her back. "Mom!"

"Oh, Anna," she breathed into her hair gratefully. "I'm so glad to see you again… so glad you're home."

The world narrowed to just the two of them. Distantly, Anna was aware of Punz and Kristoff moving away, leaving the two of them alone. The sheer desperation that Anna felt to hold Elsa close was strong, but not unprecedented.

"I missed you," Elsa murmured, completely redundantly. She didn't even bother to reply – at least, not with words. Anna felt the arms around her squeeze a little tighter, and she spent a moment just breathing in her mother's scent. When they finally pulled apart, Anna's heart felt so full it might burst.

"You look beautiful," were the first words out of her mouth, and she wasn't just talking about the 'update'.

"And you look beautifuller," Elsa commented, teasing Anna about something she had said once when she was little. The grin and laugh were earnest and full of joy. "Seriously, that's a really healthy colour in your cheeks, nice tan; Europe was good for you."

"What about you? Like, I've never seen you looking so energetic! Well… not in thirty years."

Chuckling along with her daughter, she led her over to the dining room table to sit. "It was a success. And since my recovery was complete, I came straight back here; I didn't want to miss a moment."

"And I would have been mad if you weren't here when I got back. So yeah, good plan."

"I'm glad you approve." Then she cleared her throat. "Also… I've been thinking."

"This can't be good."

"No, listen. How about I just stay here through to Christmas? After all, I already have a clean bill of health from the future, and have rolled back the clock by about ten years. So far as my job and your siblings are concerned, I took a cruise and went to a spa."

Anna bit her lip. It would make everything easier – she would be a pretty terrible liar if she said that she wanted Elsa to skip all the way through to Christmas. That was months away. And what would they tell John and Wendy?

"How are we going to explain you coming back looking like your own little sister?" Anna asked. "Whatever we say, they'll probably either… not believe us or call us monsters, so…"

Elsa's voice was soft, and full of a pain that Anna didn't recognise. "I know that… I'm either abandoning them, or I abandon you, and my heart along with it… and of course it's unfortunate that I'm going to miss out on them growing up. On their children and their family. But we already decided this is the only way."

Guilt spreading through her heart like ice. She had considered how Elsa felt before, but apparently she hadn't truly realised the extent to her anguish. Swallowing hard before speaking, in a voice so small it could barely be heard, Anna whispered, "Do you regret it?"

"Of course." The answer surprised her, but Elsa immediately followed it up with, "But not as much as I would regret not doing it. This was my choice. And anyway, I thought this might give us another chance to back out. Yes, I'm aware that I keep overthinking and second-guessing…"

Shaking her head, Anna let out a weary sigh. The trip had left her jet-lagged, and thinking about these matters yet again did the same thing. But Elsa had every right to be cautious with her choice; she was the one whose life would be changed the most drastically, after all.

"I get it, Mom. Like, this is kind of a test to see how we can handle what you did so far. Figure out if we're okay with more." When Elsa nodded, she looked down at her own lap for a few seconds. "Maybe… yeah. I mean, it's your call."

"This affects you, too. And I thought… if around Thanksgiving, you and Kristoff are still alright with it, that might be when I tell John and Wendy that I'm taking a job overseas. It'll be the easiest way to explain my time-skipping without burdening them with keeping our secret."

That was an aspect she hadn't spent a lot of time thinking about. If they really did tell her siblings that she and her mother were in love, and breaking the laws of nature and time and space in order to be together, they would either get committed to an asylum or told they were disgusting. Either way, even if they reacted well and accepted them, they would still be two more people who had to keep the secret, which was going to be hard enough on Kristoff and Jennifer as it was. Yet again, her mother was right.

"I trust you, Mom." That was all she could say this time. Then she took a deep breath and let it out slowly, her smile beginning to return. "But hey, tell me about this thingy you had done. How was it?"

"Can't tell you that," she teased with a gleam returning to her eyes. "Too much information about the future; I tried not to remember more specifics than was necessary myself. Tell me about your trip! God, I want to hear everything!"

By this stage, Punz and Kristoff had returned. They were hovering by the door, probably trying not to interrupt – they succeeded in that aspect. But as soon as Anna and Elsa noticed them, they called them over.

What followed was a good hour of debriefing. Punz remembered a lot more than Anna, but with the hundreds of photographs they had taken, it didn't really matter. There would be details missed – small moments that they'd remember randomly in the future. They also had to make sure the stories remained appropriate to tell, especially in front of Kristoff. He didn't need to know about the nude beach situation they thoroughly enjoyed in Germany. He also didn't need to know about the drinking – but he probably could figure that one out all on his lonesome.

It was nice, being the centre of their attention. She felt like she was little and telling them all the things she learned at school. Before Elsa started drinking. Both had the same rapt expression on their face, and it was one Anna believed was genuine. Elsa genuinely wanted to know.

Everything was worth it to see her mother like that again.

When they got to what happened in Amsterdam, Kristoff laughed and made a big deal of saying he didn't want to know what happened, and Elsa asked if they needed to search their bags. In fact, she got up and pretended to start poking around in them, and both Anna and Punz pulled her away with many giggles. By that point, they realised they were quite hungry and moved along to head somewhere for an early supper.

"It's all going to start being different now, isn't it?" Punz whispered as they rode in the backseat.

"Yeah. But I'm excited." Even while squeezing Jennifer's hand, she glanced in the rearview mirror and caught sight of her mother's knowing eyes staring back at her. "Like, for better or worse, I think this is gonna be an interesting year."

                                                     To Be Continued…

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