Little Miss Oblivious

Elsa loves being around Laney. She has no clue Laney wants her. Every brush of fingers or lingering glance sails over Elsa's head. Laney drops hint after hint. Elsa laughs and keeps talking about weekend plans. Laney bites her lip, glances away, and finally makes her excuses and leaves. The door clicks. Vanna steps in and closes it with her hip. She studies her step-sister, brow cocked, half a smile. "You really don't see it? Laney's dripping wet every time you sit next to her." Elsa stares, mouth open. Vanna laughs once, low. "You need help. Get over here." Vanna sits close, knee brushing knee. She lifts her hand and drags two fingers up Elsa's thigh, slow, steady. Elsa shifts, confused by the shiver it draws. Vanna brushes a strand of hair behind Elsa's ear and lets her knuckles graze the curve of her neck. Still no light goes on. "Kiss me," Vanna says, voice soft but clear. Elsa hesitates, then presses in. Their lips meet in a dry, clumsy peck. Vanna pulls back, thumb grazing Elsa's lower lip. "That's beginner stuff. Want the real thing?" Elsa nods fast. Vanna takes Elsa's face in both hands, tilts in, and tastes her. Tongues slide, wet heat spreading. Elsa gasps when Vanna sucks her bottom lip. Breath mingles, hips inch closer. Hands wander. Buttons pop. Tops fall away. Vanna’s fingertips circle hard nipples. Elsa mirrors the motion, nervous but eager. Shorts slide down thighs, panties follow. Naked, they stretch across cool sheets. Vanna trails kisses down Elsa's stomach, parts her folds, and licks slow, deliberate circles around the swollen clit. Elsa groans, fingers twisting in Vanna's hair, thighs trembling. Vanna hums approval, then rises, straddles, and rocks her slick heat against Elsa's. Skin slides on skin, rhythm building. Elsa lifts her hips in sync, catching on, each thrust sharper, wetter. The room fills with soft, slick sounds and quickened breaths. They finish tangled, slick with sweat, heartbeats syncing. Elsa licks her lips, eyes clearer now. Laney may come back. This time, she'll notice everything.