[early October]

[frozenfractals]

Truthfully, Elsa feels incredibly stupid. The ice slide was, in theory, a good idea, yes, but in practice, much more solid than anticipated. Dropping down the way she had, toppling like that — well, she should have seen it coming. She's not eight years old anymore. She can't just plop down on solid ice and expect it not to hurt.

Or, apparently, end in a broken leg.

Explaining it to the doctor wasn't easy, but it's all over now, her leg in a cast as she makes it back to her apartment. She rests on her crutches, fumbling in her purse for the keys to let them in. "Thanks for coming with me," she sighs to Jessica. She wouldn't have expected anything else, but it's still nice to have the company.

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[herownway]

"Scamp," Jessica declared, leaning in to teasingly rub her nose against Elsa's. "A rapscallion. Well, you're an injured hooligan, so if you're good, maybe you can have dessert early."

Injured as Elsa was, this might involve Jessica cooking. She was better at it, now, or at least less terrible. Sometimes the food even got cooked.

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Elsa laughs. "And what does being good entail?" she teases. "Because I'm injured, so I expect an early dessert." She deserves that much, she thinks. What good is there in being hurt if one can't get special treatment? Leaning her head against Jessica's shoulder, she reaches to hold her hand.

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"Well, no hooliganism, obviously," Jessica said, threading her fingers though Elsa's and tapping their linked hands very gently against the cast, then raising them to her lips. There was, obviously, less potential for hooliganism with her leg the way it was. Also, she couldn't say it was eating all your dinner before dessert, because obviously that was not at all part of it. "No careening down the hallways, no knocking over the servants. Which I suppose is me. Um, what else. Manners! You have to ask nicely for the things that you want."

Admittedly, she didn't mind -- sort of the opposite of minded -- the odd bit of being ordered around by Elsa, in certain circumstances, but they were doing a bit. They could mix it up.

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"What if I like ordering you around?" Elsa teases. She doesn't really consider herself bossy, just, occasionally, authoritative, but there's fun in it sometimes. All joking aside, she doesn't expect to knock anyone over for several weeks; at least in Darrow, there's an abundance of superheroes and she doesn't have to worry that her absence will prove to be too much of an issue. Gently squeezing Jessica's hand, she leans over to kiss her. "I will try to be good."

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"Well, if you're good maybe you can order me around a little," Jessica conceded, because how could she not, even as it threatened the purity of her bit. She didn't really have a consistent, structured system for what constituted good, here. She couldn't, because the trick was she was incapable of declaring Elsa not good.

The kissing was an especially good start, of course, in any assessment. She snuggled into her side, mindful of her leg, stroking the hand linked in hers with her thumb. "Now, manners. What would you like?"

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There isn't much of anything Elsa can think of to ask for, but there must be something. That's part of the game. Really, though, her leg is annoying and something to be mindful of, but it doesn't really hurt right now, which is about as much as she could ask for.

"Another kiss," she suggests, pleased with herself for it.

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"Please," Jessica reminded her, and then immediately demolished her own point by kissing Elsa. She did manage to salvage her attempt at teasing by angling it more to Elsa's cheek, but it was a near thing. It was hard not to just always kiss her when the opportunity came up.

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Elsa smiles, eyes rolling briefly. "Another kiss please," she says, with exaggerated politeness, her hands crossed at her knees. It would be easy enough just to turn and kiss her, but there's a game to be played, and she enjoys it immensely. She might grow to like this. Well, the playing at being good thing, at least. The injury she could do without.

[herownway]

"As my queen... requests?" Jessica said, although the upward lilt was very mild. She hadn't prepped this, she was having to adjust on the fly. That was sort of the fun of it, though. She shuffled slightly on the couch so she was sitting up, more, had more reach without bumping Elsa's leg.

"Another kiss... here?" she asked, pecking Elsa on the tip of a nose that, while very cute, she was pretty sure was not in fact where she had meant. Also part of the fun of it.

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Elsa laughs, wrinkling up her nose after. Any kiss from Jessica is a good kiss, but that's not what she meant and she knows it. She only wishes her leg weren't just lying there so uselessly. She'd rather tuck it under her, inch closer, lose herself in the simple pleasure that's just kissing her girlfriend.

"For a start," she says lightly. She taps a finger against her lips. "And here please."

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The nose had been an excellent choice, she decided. Of course, she might have done that wonderful nose wrinkle no matter where, but in the moment it seemed connected, it seemed like she'd generated it.

"Well, you are being good," she allowed, dipping her head to press her lips where indicated. Closed, for a fleeting moment, a quick peck. "Like that?" she said.

Hoping for not like that, obviously.

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Elsa shakes her head, pouting playfully. "No," she says. "More. Please." It only occurs to her to add that after a moment, but at least she remembered. That, she figures, ought to be good enough. "And thank you."

Anna would do that when they were little, ask and thank in the same breath, anticipating getting her way. It seems appropriate for this game to do the same.

[herownway]

The pout, also, very good, the little purse of lips she was very fond of. She couldn't be expected to deny such a very good request. She was already showing tremendous restraint, she thought. Had to be, still mindful of Elsa's leg, but there was a certain thrill at the restraint, at holding back, at building up.

"Very well," she said, leaning in. "Like..." She kissed her, mouth opening, tongue brushing Elsa's lip, and thought very hard about whether a broken leg meant no straddling someone.

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"Yes," Elsa says. She wants to shift closer, but her leg is stupidly heavy right now and clumsy, and she realizes suddenly that the next few weeks are going to be even more annoying than she'd already anticipated. She leans into the kiss, lips parting, focusing on that instead. They'll figure everything else out somehow. Right now, the kissing is what matters.

[herownway]

She forgot, momentarily, that there was an underlying game going on. Or, actually, maybe that was backwards, probably it was. This was the heart of it, kissing her girlfriend, slowly, thoroughly, reaching up to take her face in her hands. They were definitely going to have to figure out the straddling thing. And a lot of things.

She pulled away slowly, sucking on Elsa's bottom lip for a lingering moment. "Will that be all?" she said, from not very far away, catching her own tongue between her teeth with an impish smile.

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"Mm-mm," Elsa says, head shaking minutely. There's something so irresistibly tender about being held like this, and for a little bit, the leg doesn't matter. Sitting here, so close, so wanted, she feels so utterly loved, and nothing else in the world could matter as much as that. Even injured, she feels, she's impossibly lucky. Has anyone ever been so lucky as her? Has anyone ever had such a beautiful, clever, wonderful girlfriend or loved so much? She turns her head slightly, enough to press a soft kiss to Jessica's palm. "More please."

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"More, then," Jessica said, in a happy sort of purr. Satisfied both was and wasn't the word for it. She was entirely satisfied that she got to be here, in this moment; she was entirely unsatisfied in that she could never get enough of it.

She tilted Elsa's head slightly to the side with her hands, pressed her mouth just below her ear. "More here?" she said, then moved a little lower, to her neck. "Or, here?"

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That, she's not expecting, and Elsa lets out a soft gasp at the press of lips against her skin. "There," she agrees, tipping her head to the side to give her room. She's so sensitive there, though there's nowhere, admittedly, she wouldn't enjoy the feel of Jessica's mouth. "There is good."

[herownway]

There was no part of Elsa she didn't like kissing, but she did have such a good neck, a lovely elegant stretch, with such a satisfying reaction. It was especially good right now, too, because with Elsa's head turned, tipped to extend it to her, she could just tuck herself right up against her side without disturbing her leg, slip one arm around her and kiss it at length, soft, sucking presses of her lips.

"Very good," she agreed, not entirely keeping track of how the game was meant to work.

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Elsa closes her eyes, making a small, humming sound of content, her body pressing into Jessica's. "Mm-hmm," she murmurs. "Oh, I like that." Not that that's a secret. She always enjoys having her neck kissed, always loves cuddling with her girlfriend. There are so many more important things to love about Jessica, but this is still on the list.

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She wondered if she could get away with a hickey and claim it was... did it count as punishment or reward? She wasn't sure. It probably depended on whether it was asked for or not. She put a pin in that and nipped Elsa's neck only lightly, instead.

"Well, you've been good, you should have the things you want," she said. "What else?"

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Elsa smiles, pleased with the declaration of her goodness. It's only in play, but she thinks she has been very good, very polite, and if that means a reward, so much the better. She probably shouldn't get too carried away when this cast might interfere with further activities, but it's hard to resist Jessica. "More kisses, please," she says, leaning in to kiss her.

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"Lucky you, we are well stocked," Jessica said, happily, resettling her position to catch Elsa's mouth with her own. These were really very agreeable requests, this was going extremely well. Aside from not quite being able to situate the two of them how she'd like.

Well, she could try. She could improvise. Still kissing Elsa, she shifted higher on the couch and turned, throwing a leg over her so she was across her, but keeping her weight on her knees so she wasn't actually sitting on her. She thought it would keep from causing leg problems. Maybe. Not actually sitting in her lap meant she was a bit higher, admittedly, it did require a bit of a lean on her part and a lot of head-tilt on Elsa's. "...is that okay?"

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Elsa giggles, hands settling at Jessica's waist, drawing her closer. "It's okay," she assures her. "Very okay." It would be better, really, if they could do this properly, but it's fine. Until her leg is healed, they're just going to have to figure out ways around it, and this works. "We just have to improvise, right?"

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"We are very good at improvising," Jessica allowed, shimmying her knees a bit further into the couch, trying to find a position where she was pressed the maximum amount against Elsa while still having enough leeway to bend and kiss her. Which she did, taking her face in both hands again.

She was flexible. They'd work it out. "We are problem solvers."