"Even your hair's cold," Wally comments, chuckling against her lips. He trails his fingers through her hair, brushing over hers and lingering there before refocusing on this kiss, pleasantly surprised at how eager she is to return it. It's funny, how different they are from one another and how easy this comes to him, at least, even if it's means pushing Elsa's boundaries. They're already further than he ever expected to go, seeing her hair loose for the first time, the very thought sending a rush of warmth through his body.
He has to remind himself not to get too excited, and eventually Wally pulls back to give her a proper look. Smiling, he tells her, "You look great with your hair down, you know."
"Is that a surprise?" Elsa laughs softly, finding that she quite enjoys having her hair toyed with. Maybe it's just him and how his hands feel, and the thrill that blossoms from within whenever they're intimate like this.
It's going much father than she anticipated. Elsa, with all her daintiness and sense of propriety, wants to follow how she feels instead of stamping down those emotions in order to remain as cool and collected as the world has come to perceive her.
"Maybe you'll be able to see more of that," she teases.
"Not really," Wally admits, "I just didn't think about that before."
And really, he should have. The girl created an ice castle, for crying out loud, and wasn't the slightest bit uncomfortable living there. Of course it would make sense that every part of her is cold to the touch... and it definitely makes things interesting for him, too.
The comment makes him pause, looking at her curiously. There might even be a tinge of red to his cheeks when he asks, "What do you mean by that?"
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He has to remind himself not to get too excited, and eventually Wally pulls back to give her a proper look. Smiling, he tells her, "You look great with your hair down, you know."
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It's going much father than she anticipated. Elsa, with all her daintiness and sense of propriety, wants to follow how she feels instead of stamping down those emotions in order to remain as cool and collected as the world has come to perceive her.
"Maybe you'll be able to see more of that," she teases.
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And really, he should have. The girl created an ice castle, for crying out loud, and wasn't the slightest bit uncomfortable living there. Of course it would make sense that every part of her is cold to the touch... and it definitely makes things interesting for him, too.
The comment makes him pause, looking at her curiously. There might even be a tinge of red to his cheeks when he asks, "What do you mean by that?"