Love Thaws: Melting

Visiting Elsewhere

Elsa stared intently at the string of words, a stark inky black against the white page. Her eyes darted back and forth, reading rapidly as the climax quickly approached. She heard a sigh behind her and jumped.

"You spend more time with your books than you do me. Maybe stocking the cabin full of books wasn't such a good idea."

His warm breath ghosted across the back of her neck. She suppressed a shiver before making a show of rolling her eyes and glancing back down at the book.

"Fine," Jack huffed.

He poked her side. Elsa suppressed a giggle and bit her lip, nestling deeper into the cushions to avoid his invasive hand. "Jack, I'm not ticklish anymore. That won't work."

He smiled. "We'll see about that."

He tickled her side. Elsa let out a laugh and tried to push away his hands, a bright smile on her face. The book fell to the floor, the pages fluttering. 

"See what you did? I lost my place." She stuck out her lip in a slight pout.

Jack chuckled. "I thought you weren't ticklish." He gently cupped her face, running the pad of his thumb along her soft skin.

"Well, I'm not. I just thought your efforts were... amusing."

"Sure," Jack replied, entirely unconvinced. 

He sat on the couch and scooted towards her. Jack wrapped an arm around her waist and gently nuzzled her neck. Elsa blushed brightly and ducked her head. She still wasn't used to Jack's affection, but she liked it. Elsa could feel her heart beat faster as warmth spread throughout her body. Jack placed a particularly long, lingering kiss at the base of her neck, as if savoring her. He finally drew back. The area he had kissed felt hot and tingled slightly. Elsa brushed her fingers over it, slightly dazed. She looked up, her gaze locking with his as he tugged her hair out of its ponytail. Her attention was entirely riveted on Jack. He slowly combed his fingers through her long, silky tresses, cascading down her back and shoulders. 

"I was going to tell you something," he murmured.

"Hmm," Elsa replied, not really hearing him. Her eyelids fluttered close and then back open as he gently stroked her hair.

"I got kind of distracted."

Elsa smiled slightly. "Are you implying that I was distracting you?"

He smirked. "Maybe."

"What were you going to tell me?" she asked, her curiosity piqued.

"We're leaving temporarily."

Elsa stiffened. "Why? Did someone find us?"

He shook his head, a smile curving his lips. "You'll just have to trust me."

Elsa leaned into him, running her hand along the muscular contours of his chest, covered by his shirt. "I do trust you."

Jack's eyes darkened suddenly. His breathing became deeper and more rapid. Suddenly, he grabbed her wrist. Elsa's eyes widened and she became completely still. 

Jack tenderly lifted her tiny hand and brushed his lips along her knuckles. "Better not do that," he murmured against her skin, his breathing ragged.