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Big Sky Ranch - 8

Kristanna Modern AU Rated: Explicit! :D WC: 4233

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The day where Kristoff was taking her out had finally arrived.

Every day for the last week and a half, Kristoff called her in the evening so that they could talk. Even though it kept Anna up a little later than she usually went to bed with her early diner hours, it was absolutely worth it.

As soon as she got off work, she set about getting ready. Anna had no idea what he had in store. She was just beyond thrilled just to be spending some quality time with Kristoff that didn’t involve the saloon or people trying to pick fights and cause trouble. He’d asked if she liked sport type things, and she said that she didn’t mind them at all, so maybe it was something along those lines. There was a little baseball stadium for the WCBL in the bigger town over, perhaps he was taking her to a game.

She was so excited that she was ready to go hours before he was set to pick her up. The afternoon dragged on until there was a knock at her door. Anna held back the squeal of delight that he was finally there.

She opened the door, and he gave her the most joyful smile she’d ever seen, and he bent down and kissed her.

Anna had no idea what it was to swoon. She’d read about it. Seen it in movies. But to experience it for herself, it was surreal. Just like his fantastic kiss; opening his mouth slightly, teasing her gently with his tongue, pushing the front of his body against hers as he pulled her tight against him… Anna truly thought for a moment that her knees were going to unhinge, until he pulled his face away from hers.

And he smelled delicious; Old Spice mixed with clean linen.

“I could hardly wait for the work day to be over.” He grinned, like he had no idea what he’d just done to her.

Anna let out a shaky breath. “Me either,” she agreed, and shut the door and locked it then followed him up to the street where his truck was parked, wondering if ‘in due time’ meant that it was too soon to ask him to take her to bed when their first date was over.

He was wearing his boots, jeans and belt buckle as she’d seen him in before, and a crisp white t-shirt that hugged all the right definitions of his torso. And he’d left his cowboy hat at home. In its place a trucker cap sat backwards on his head. A sultry vision, walking towards his truck. The thought of jumping his bones right then and there did cross her mind again.

He opened the passenger door of his truck and Anna hopped inside. She watched him through the windshield as he walked around to his door, smile still plastered on his face. He got in and they started driving away from town.

They talked as he drove the country roads, getting to know each other even better. And while she enjoyed it very much, her eyes kept scanning the profile of his body sitting in across her on the bench seat. The long legs, the way his biceps flexed with every turn of the wheel, that tight shirt stretched across his pecs. Anna had never wanted to have someone this badly before. It left her feeling a little sheepish, like her lust was clouding her judgement a little.

Soon they came to a building that kind of looked like a really large barn, with a whole bunch of outside areas that appeared to be children’s playgrounds and a few other attractions. As they pulled in, Anna could see that the building was a market.

“Hope you like mini golf,” he said as he parked. “Then we can hit the market after and grab a bite?”

Anna grinned at him. “I love mini golf! I haven’t played in years.”

She hadn’t. Her ex only liked real golf, and Anna was strongly encouraged to learn it. Then every time they played left Anna feeling frustrated and her ex expressing his disappointment. In retrospect, that should have been a bigger clue to her that he wasn’t good for her.

They walked into the gift shop to pay for the mini golf. The cashier gave Kristoff the total and he reached into his back pocket and pulled out a wallet. Somehow even that movement looked sensual to Anna. She reached into her purse to help pay.

Kristoff noticed out of the corner of his eye and he turned to her, getting his face close to hers with the side of his mouth slightly turned up.

“You’ll have to forgive me, Anna,” he said quietly, his eyes looking intently into hers. “I am a little old fashioned about things like this. I won’t ever expect you to pay on our dates.”

He turned away before Anna could answer and her hand fell away from her purse. Her cheeks, and another certain part of her, started to heat uncontrollably. Gentlemanly, chivalrous, undeniably sexy… what the hell did she ever do to find herself actually dating a man like him.

He was handed two putters and they were each told to pick a colour of ball. Anna chose purple and Kristoff went with blue. Then they walked across to the course and started playing.

Anna was having so much fun, time ceased to exist. And Kristoff was a surprisingly bad mini golfer. Either that, or he was letting her win. By that much however, made her think he just didn’t get a chance to mini golf very much. Not that he was upset. That beautiful smile remained on his gorgeous face as they played and joked around.

Afterward they walked around the market. Anna found some scrumptious looking cookies she wanted to try and just as she was about to reach into her purse, Kristoff handed over some cash to the cashier. He smirked, and gave her a sideways glance as he did so that told her ‘I meant what I said’. He did the same thing for the handmade candle she wanted from the next booth, even though she actually had her wallet in her hand that time. He just floated up with cash before she could get out her card.

With the shopping around finished, they went to the food court and decided to share a wood fired pizza from one of the vendors. Paired with some craft beers, it was delicious, even if Anna found the beer a little bitter. She was just so happy to be on a date with him, when he suggested she could get something else to drink, she shrugged it off and said she’d gladly have what he was having.

It was still early evening when they left the market and Kristoff asked if she wanted to grab a drink at the saloon or one of the Pubs in town. Anna picked the saloon since she was familiar with it, and he drove them there while he chatted about the various situations that he’d found themselves in in that place over the years.

Being a weeknight, the place wasn’t too lively. The music was at a volume for easy conversation, and while there were still a lot of patrons, there were plenty of open tables.

“Want to stand, or sit?” Kristoff asked as they walked through to the other side, away from the jukebox.

“Either is fine for me. What do you prefer?”

“Mind if we stand? I get a little back sore if I sit in those chairs too long.”

“No problem, we can definitely stand.”

They picked a high table in the corner away from most of the other groups and ordered some drinks when a waitress came around. After she left, Anna excused herself to the washroom.

When she was washing her hands, she looked in the mirror and smiled. She’d never been on a date so fun, and Kristoff was such an amazing man. The more time she spent with him, the more she wanted to be with him.

Two ladies walked in mid-conversation as Anna finished washing her hands.

“…. didn’t need to be so rude.”

“Right? Like calm down, you can reject someone without being an asshole.”

“It’s a crying shame too, he is really hot.”

“I know! I’m such a sucker for blond dudes.”

“Ugh, and he’s so big, isn’t he? Whoever catches his eye is one lucky lady.”

The women went into stalls laughing about something else as Anna dried her hands, knowing exactly who they were talking about. And as a confirmation, there was a woman standing with Kristoff at the table when she walked back to it.

Anna watched it play out in real time, the side of his nose coming up and giving her a curt answer, the woman turning away with a look of disgust and brushing past Anna, telling her not to ‘waste her time with that one.’

He looked over at her as she approached the table and his face held that animosity for a split second before he realized it was her, and it melted away into a bright smile.

Their drinks were on the table and he picked up his beer. “Cheers.”

Anna hefted her own glass and clinked it against his. “Cheers.”

They each had a sip and set their glasses down, smiling at each other, and Anna took a moment to glance around the bar. Any table with women had their eyes on him or was glancing in his direction… and hers. Some looked jealous, giving Anna an odd sensation in the pit of her stomach, like she was amused and bothered by it at the same time.

“So… I take it you get hit on a lot?”

His shoulders slumped and he let out a long sigh. “Like moths to a flame.”

Anna’s curiosity got the better of her. “How does a man who gets hit on so much, not have lots of dates? You told me once you haven’t been out with too many women.”

He looked away from her to the other side of the bar towards the empty stage. “It gets tirin’, being approached only because of the way I look.”

Anna thought back to her own thoughts about how attractive he was. It was her eye-fucking him in the first place that seemed to start this spark between them. “I hope you don’t think that’s what I did.”

His focus came back to her in an instant, his eyes wide and a touch panicky, pretty much telling her all she needed to know. “No, not at all! That night, Anna, when Boone and his cronies rushed me outside, I came to the bar looking for you.”

“You did?”

He nodded eagerly. “I was planning on asking you out. And well, as you know that night kind of went off the rails. In the end, I still got the outcome I was hopin’ for.” He smiled at her. “I mean, that way you were lookin’ at me definitely boosted my confidence that you would say yes, but I had already pretty much decided I was going to ask you out, even if I hadn’t admitted it to myself until you looked at me.”

Anna giggled. “You know, I was hoping you were single and might ask me out from the very first time you were at the diner.”

His eyebrows went up. “Really?”

She nodded. “Well, I know a lot of cowboys don’t wear wedding rings, I still assumed you were taken.”

“Not then. I sure am now though.”

Heat blossomed in her cheeks. “Let’s finish this drink and go back to my place.”

His eyes scanned hers a moment. “Alright then,” he said slowly.

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As soon as she had the door shut behind them, she pushed herself against his chest, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled herself up to kiss him. It took a half a second, like he wasn’t sure what she wanted, then he reciprocated and Anna’s toes curled with the sheer pleasure of it all.

His tongue glanced across hers, sliding into her mouth, and Anna tasted him back, heart hammering away in her chest to finally be able to know what it was like to be intimate with him. He held her tight, his hands caressing her back as his kisses deepened.

Then he stopped.

Anna was left chasing her lips after his as he pulled away and gently lifted her arms from around his neck.

Kristoff smiled as he spoke. “Anna, I’m not that kind of man. I don’t take that gift so lightly. Or so quickly.”

He said that with all seriousness while still looking like the happiest man in the world. Anna knew it right then and there; this was absolutely the man that she was going to fall in love with. Hell, maybe she was already most of the way there. Which made it all the more frustrating that he was being a true gentleman.

“When then?” she whined.

He laughed, the sound rich and satisfying, deepening the ache she felt between her legs. Truly, she’d never had that part of her throb so much in anticipation. It was almost as if she simply sat down the right way, she’d come.

“Anna, I feel it too,” he said, then looked down at himself.

Anna’s eyes followed and widened at the shape pressing against the fabric of his jeans. She groaned with frustration and turned around and took a few steps away. That was all she wanted right now, and he wasn’t going to give it to her.

She turned back to him. “What do I have to do to beat that gentlemanly attitude out of you?” she pouted, crossing her arms across her chest.

His head tiled to the side, a smirk playing out onto his lips. “You really want it that bad, huh?”

Anna nodded eagerly. “Yes, Kristoff. Fuck, yes. I’m on fire. You have no idea what this feels like.”

His voice was low and deeply intimate. “I have an idea,” he said, running a hand slowly over the shape in the front of his jeans.

Anna pinched her bottom lip in her teeth watching that movement. “I mean it,” she said, eyes slowly going to his. “I’ve never felt the need for someone like this before. I need you. Like now.”

His head dipped down and he looked at her through his eyelashes. “Right now?”

She grinned and nodded quickly, her heart beating so fast it felt like it was going to burst out of her chest. That look on his face, the pure sexuality of it, Anna felt shaky with anticipation. And yet he didn’t move. His eyes betrayed a touch of concern.

Anna walked back up to him as he stood still, tracking her movements. She stopped in front of him and looked up into his face. She was going to speak, when his mouth opened.

“I knew you were going to have your way with me someday,” he whispered.

She smiled. “That’s today, Cowboy.”

He nodded once and then bent down to kiss her and it was about ten times more forcefully than before, leaving Anna moaning euphorically into his mouth. He gave her a deep back-of-the-throat groan in response as soon as Anna started tugging on his shirt. He broke from her lips only long enough for her to tear it off of him.

Anna had never been kissed so passionately or fondled in such an arousing way. His hands worked at the buttons of her blouse, his long and thick fingers deftly plucking them apart until he could slide the shirt off her shoulders.

He pulled back from her lips and looked down at her, his pupils large with desire. Staring into her eyes, he reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, then pulled it slowly off her. He glanced down for a quick moment before kissing her again, his hands sliding up her bare back, making her quiver.

Needing so much more, Anna impatiently dropped her hands from his shoulders and started tugging at his jeans. Thing was, she hadn’t yet figured out how the buckle stayed on the belt, and trying to pry it free wasn’t working.

He laughed against her lips then pulled his face away from hers. Both of them looking down, he showed Anna how to take it off. Her mind so clouded by the intimacy happening between them, she’d been trying the wrong end of the buckle. He slipped the entire belt off his jeans, tossed it aside, and kissed her again. Apparently, he still wanted her to take off his pants, so she did.

When they were pooled at his ankles, Anna broke from his lips again and looked down, the shape of his manhood much more defined against his boxer briefs. She grabbed his hand and dragged him to her bedroom, then turned to face him. Slowly, feeling his eyes on her the entire time, Anna freed him of his underwear. She figured he was big, but she hadn’t expected him to be that big. And thick. Jesus.

Still looking down at him, wondering some logistics about how this was going to work, he hooked his finger under her chin and brought her face gently back up to look at him. He was smiling, lopsided, his eyes hooded and staring at her lips. Then he kissed her again, a little slower than before, while he took his time removing her jeans and underwear with warm handed caresses that made her practically melt.

Once she was fully naked like he was, he picked her up and laid her on the bed, then leaned over on one arm. Anna shifted to accommodate him, knees falling apart as he moved between her legs. Hovering over her, he pressed his pelvis to hers and made a movement with his hips so that his cock pushed up through her labia, gliding across her clit.

Anna gasped. It sent a shockwave of pleasure through her for how much that part of her was throbbing. Even though she wanted him inside of her more than anything, she was about to ask him to do it again, when he did just that, and Anna gasped once more.

“Oh… that…” Words stopped as he did it again and again, sliding his manhood across her sensitive clit. The tightening in her abdomen quickly gave way to the sensation of ecstasy.

“Oh… I’m…” she breathed. Then she was there, her center pulsing and rolling in wave after wave. Her legs came together, squeezing against him, and she let out a strangled moan. Curling up, she writhed against Kristoff’s chest, drowning in pleasure.

It was wonderful and deeply gratifying and over too soon. She had no fear however that was going to be it for her. She was still about to experience Kristoff, after all. Her eyes fluttered open as he pulled away from her body and looked down at her. His expression was soft, dare Anna say loving, and he bent down and kissed her gently for a moment, like he was waiting for permission.

“I want you now, Kristoff,” she said against his mouth.

His cock, still resting between her legs, moved and gently pressed against her entrance while he continued to kiss her softly. Anna let her knees fall back to the bed, waiting, then ever so slowly, he pushed into her. She had to take her mouth away from his at the sensation, letting out a shaky exhale of air and arching her back on the bed.

His generous size felt like nothing she had ever experienced before. She was wetter than wet, and yet it still felt a little tight, only in a way that was all pleasure and no pain. In other words, she was definitely going to come again.

Wanting more, Anna lifted up her legs and hooked her ankles around his waist as he rocked into her, kissing her neck, her collarbone, she gasped softly with every one of his strokes. Only it still wasn’t enough. If this was Kristoff letting Anna have her way with him, she was going to have her way with him.

“Wait,” she panted, and he immediately slid out of her and pulled up his head to look at her in question.

Anna pushed his chest away from her. “I want to be on top.”

He obediently shifted off of her and moved to the side of the bed, waiting as Anna sat up and moved so that he could lay down. He did so, after his eyes scanned her naked form in a way that made Anna blush. As soon as he was on his back, she crawled over him.

It was intense the way he was looking up at her, and Anna took her time sliding herself down onto him.

“Fuck…” he whispered, his gaze falling from her eyes to where they were joined. His large palms slid up the sides of her thighs and settled on her hips, his fingers curling around to grab her ass as she moved against him.

The angle, the way she tilted forward so that her clit would rub against him with every movement, was exactly what she needed. Anna put her palms on either side of his head on the pillow and did what she wanted with his body while he caressed her everywhere, giving her soft moans of pleasure.

And then that feeling came up on her again and she wondered if he was close too. “Oh…” she moaned desperately, letting him know. His hands moved back to her hips and tightened around them, gripping her and moving her more forcefully, matching her rhythm.

Then her mind went blank again as she collapsed on his chest and rode it out.

She slowed her breathing, laying on him with her eyes closed and her cheek pressed to his shoulder, her face pointed away from his. After her body was fully calm again, she realized he was still rock hard within her.

Anna pushed herself up and looked down at him. “I’m getting tired here.”

His face broke out into a smile and he started to laugh, the feeling of his body moving under �� and in – her, delightful. “What can I say? I’m not a two-pump chump.”

“I’ll say,” Anna said through a tired chuckle. “Although you are starting to give me a bit of a complex.”

His eyes went wide and serious. “No, Anna, it’s not that. I’ve always had good stamina. I mean, in my experience it usually takes longer for a woman to… you know… and… well… to be fair… you seem to be able to get there amazingly quickly. Honestly, it’s a first for me.”

That made her smile. “If the man I’m with knows what he’s doing, and you certainly do, yes, I can.”

He smiled back, relieved. “Trust me, I’m not going to last too much longer…” His mouth worked like he had more to say, only nothing came out as his expression became thoughtful. He pulled his lips closed and then let an exhale out of his nose. “This is by far the most incredible moment of my life,” he said quietly.

Anna’s stomach started doing flips, and she leaned over and planted a quick kiss on his lips. “Why don’t you have your way with me now then?”

He shook his head. “I’d rather just watch you come undone again and I’ll join you.”

And that’s exactly what he did.

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Despite how tired he was, he couldn’t sleep. Anna had rolled away from him some time ago, sleeping on her stomach with her bare back to him and the covers bunched at her waist. He stared at the ceiling in thought.

He knew that taking that intimate step with Anna was going to make him different, and dammed if it didn’t. It was a feeling that nothing in his life was ever going to be the same. Not necessarily in a bad way… more like in a very unknown way. While he’d never been in love before, nowhere near it, he concluded that the feeling must be love. And with that came fear.

What if it didn’t work out between them? What if this was some flash in the pan, some incredible sex before things fizzled out and died. What if he was the one left broken in the end. Could he handle that?

Anna rolled over again, her hair a mess, and her hand slapped lightly against his chest and came to rest there as she settled back into sleep. He smiled. She was a restless sleeper. Heartbreakingly beautiful.

Sven had said he worried about him and Dixie too when they were getting to know each other better. Maybe this was that, just jitters, because Anna had done nothing to make him think that she wasn’t as into him as he was into her. Even though things in the past had never worked out for him, the connection between him and Anna was undeniable, and he had to remember that.

He put the unease from his mind and pictured instead Anna in his cabin, living with him and loving life with him. Soon, he found the sleep he desperately needed.

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yuriyuruandyuraart · 1 year ago

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Are you aware that I'm-a-gay-fish and Zu ship dr//m/are ?/genq

okay so it took me a while to answer this but i finally found the words to so here goes; yeah i do know, and i totally understand if you don't ship it, neither do i, but there's nothing i can do about it?

they're allowed, so long as they don't harm people, to do whatever they want on their own platforms. and before you ask me if i support *ncest, would you actually ask someone if they support toxic relationships and murder whenever they ship two unhealthy killers with mental problems? because that's funnily enough what most people do around here! you can say it's not the same, and that they're romanticizing it, but i can personally detach myself from fiction enough to realize that while this concept depicted in their art shouldn't be recreated in real life, that doesn't mean they actually engage or support people that do that irl- they asked zu the same question so many times, and frog doesn't either and i've known gayfish for three years! you're well within your right to stop associating with them or distance yourself from their content but i myself won't.

i know fiction affects reality to a degree, don't twist my words please, but if you're too young to consume that kind of content with a nuanced perspective or is triggered/affected by it then as long as they tag their content properly then you can unfollow, block and move on. i have a habit of following and reblogging people's works before looking at their bios and before i know it find myself having to choose between two sides i don't belong to and i frankly don't want to! anti this or proship that- in this online era you have to adapt by keeping your cool and curating your own online experience and viewing people in black and whites is stressful, painful and dangerous for everyone involved. i don't even reblog the content you probably have a problem with, and i'm honestly still scared of the response i'll get-

i will not blame or hate whoever unfollows or blocks me for this, it's to be expected, but please don't think about it like some bad vs good guys dilemma? sometimes thought provoking morally grey ambiguous stories with messed up characters spark more positive discussion and healing than people looking into it because they suffer from the same delusions and want a justification-

like realistically, in my blog, most ppl here are basically shipping two literal skeletons with magic in their bones who are sometimes almost the exact copy of one another, and who theoretically have a very similar dna, and sometimes they make shipkids, which, if you know anything about *ncest, is one of the main reasons why you shouldn't bang your siblings - mostly from a moral standpoint because that's so gross i can't even think of it, but also because any offspring would suffer greatly from physical and mental diseases hidden in their genetic code- like. you could argue it's not the same but it's sancest for a reason. and even when they're widely different sanses, you wouldn't think fell x sans is wrong (at least in this specific community) but really we've all just gotten numb to how weird that sounds. trust me, there's a reason we don't talk about our ships to outsiders HHH

TL,DR: so while i greatly encourage you to block people and content you don't want to see/associate with, including me! i hope i made it clear why i, personally, don't care about dreammare and whoever ships it.

#thank you to anyone who made it this far and gave me a chance to voice my opinion :')#sorry this is long but i want to make it as precise and close as many holes as i can with my arguments before i receive an ask about it #it's fine if you do btw i wanna clear any doubts and i know for a fact a loot of you will either leave or be conflicted and trust me i know #it's the whole reason why i was avoiding this conversation! i kept on hoping everyone was on the same page but we're not and that's okay #truthfully i can only hope that the people who'll leave this blog after this take the opportunity to question the fics and media they like #-in the future. don't force yourself to enjoy something you don't but nothing is as cut to the point as 'this is gross stop talking'#for the record you won't see me reblog any dreammare or anything about it because i don't even like them like that so why would i HHH #also i'm sorry but zu is quite frankly the sweetest person i've ever met and frog has been supporting ME for as long as i can remember!!#they're such a big part of this blog and the reason for it's existence so i'll choose them and my principles over faking a view i don't hav #have an amazing day everyone and thanks again for passing by muah muah :'D <333

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