Elsa x Fem Reader One shots (Requests Closed)

10. Jealous

"Let's go somewhere tonight," Elsa says, "We've been in the house all weekend."

"I thought you liked to be in the house with me," you smirk suggestively.

"I do," Elsa blushes, "But I want to get out. To a bar or something." 

You smile as she kisses you, "Please?"

"Alright," you say. 

You drove to a nearby restaurant while Elsa ordered drinks. 

"I'll be right back," she said, and you nodded. You sat comfortably in your booth when a waiter appeared. 

"Hey beautiful," he said, "What can I get you."

"Um, I'm with someone who's gone to get me something," you say. The waiter laughs and touches your shoulder. 

"What's your name?" he asks.

"Y/N," you reply. 

"Pretty name for a pretty girl," he replies, and you resist rolling your eyes at the overused line. 

You force a smile, "Thank you, what's your name?"

"I'm Jason," he says with a wink. You frowned slightly, but Jason didn't notice.

"Hey Y/N," Elsa comes back with your favourite drink. You didn't notice the look she shot the waiter, because you were ordering your meal. 

Elsa was acting funny all throughout dinner, giving you kisses, hugging you, and flirting. You didn't mind of course, but you thought something was bothering her. 

"Elsa, what's-"

"I need the washroom," Elsa got up abruptly. 

"Wait, Elsa-" you say, but she had already left. 

"Hey Y/N!" Jason said, "Are you done with your meal?" 

"Yes, I'll take the bill," you replied, giving him your credit card. When the transaction was done, he handed you your receipt.

"A little something on the back for you," Jason said with a wink. You turned it over and saw a number written on the back. 

"Oh, um thanks," you stutter out. This is going in the trash, you think. Jason winks, and you feel an arm slip around your waist before it turns you and lips smash against yours. 

It took you a few moments to register what just happened. You feel Elsa's lips on yours, and you hesitantly kiss back, not sure what she was doing. She never liked to kiss in public before. 

Her lips moved roughly, and her hands tangled in your hair. Your hands went instinctively to her waist to keep her in place. She sucked on your lower lip, making you gasp. You were usually the forward one. You were kind of liking this side of her though. 

Her lips moved to your neck, and that's when you gently pushed her back, even though you wanted her to continue so bad. 

You turned to a stunned Jason, "This is Elsa, my girlfriend."

"Oh, a-alright," he stuttered. 

"Here's your number back," Elsa said in a sweet voice. He took it and quickly walked away. 

"Elsa, what was that," you ask her, but she just slammed her lips against yours again before quietly mumbling something that sounded like "mine."

"Let's go home," she said, and dragged you back to the car. A bunch of guys whistled at you, but you ignored them. When you got to the car, Elsa shoved you against the hood and kissed you roughly again. 

"Elsa-what?" but that was all you could say because you girlfriend kept kissing you. When she moved to your neck, you didn't stop her. She sucked on your collarbone lightly, making you stifle a moan unsuccessfully. You felt her smirk against your skin, and suck harder. You moan loudly, and the men who whistled at you were now getting quite a show. 

"Get in the car," Elsa said, stopping her abuse on your neck. She looks at the love bites she's made and smirks. 

You get in the car and drive. You try to ask Elsa what happened back at the restaurant, but she was silent. You arrive home, and help the platinum blonde out of the car. 

When you open the door and step in behind your girlfriend, she turns around and slams you against it. 

"Elsa, why are you acting like this," you ask before she kisses you. 

"You're mine," she says between kisses, "You're not that stupid waiter's...you're mine." It was really hot to hear her say that, and it took all of your will not to pick her up and carry her to your room. 

"Are you jealous," you ask stifling a laugh. Elsa doesn't reply, but instead attacks your collarbone, making you moan. Her hands move up your chest, but then she pulls away.

"You are mine, right," Elsa asks nervously. You smile reassuringly and cup the side of her face. 

"Of course I am. I'm only yours," you say, kissing her gently.

She exhales in relief, "Sorry for being rough earlier." 

"It's okay, I...I kinda liked it," you blush, and Elsa smirks.

"Is that so?" she moves down to your neck again, sucking lightly.

You gasp in surprise when Elsa picks you up. Your arms wrap around her neck and you lean down to kiss her. Your legs instinctively wrap around her waist as she carries you upstairs. 

"Well then let's see what else you like."