A/N: I don't own Frozen nor the characters within. Inspired by a kind-of prompt by fyeahkristelsanna (and mildmilotic) on tumblr; Kristelsanna at Oaken's sauna where Elsa keeps on freezing the water (steam in this case). Thanks!
I am posting this as a new fic of its own because I'm sure this won't be the only Kristelsanna drabble I'll write, as well as it's long enough to be its own fic. Each chapter will be their own piece and unrelated unless otherwise noted, and since they will involve both Anna and Elsa, they will involve incest, so read at your own risk. So, with that being said, on with the show~
Anna stared at her white towel. Oaken had handed it to her before taking her shoulders in his big hands, turned her and pushed her towards the door marked with a vaguely feminine figure, and merrily told her to deposit her belongings in the shelves provided before stepping into the sauna proper. She swallowed. "Only this?" she squeaked.
Elsa, already melting away her dress from her chest down, smiled at her. "It's not like you've been in about the same before us before."
"But I'll be… Sweating, presumably… And this is different." Frowning some more, she set the towel aside, sighed, nodded, and started unlacing her corset. One of the laces knotted under her fingers. "Great. A little help here?"
"Oh Anna." Laughing softly, Elsa approached her, shaking her head. She quickly made short work of the problem, then continued helping her younger sister out of her accompanying blouse and skirt, "Is it because Kristoff'll be there to see you?"
Anna's cheeks pinkened even further. "It's not like you really have to ask. And jeez. Elsa! How are you so calm? It'll be your first time seeing him practically…" Her cheeks became scarlet, "Naked, too!"
Pressing her palm to her mouth, a blush of her own passed Elsa's cheeks. "Oh believe me, I know." She cleared her throat, turned her back, and continued melting her dress. Stamping the water away, she wrapped her own towel around herself. Creamy curves disappearing, she looked over her shoulder as she rested her hand on the handle for the door to the sauna, giving Anna a wide but still shy smile. "See you in here?"
Anna clutched her towel to herself. "Yeah," she smiled bravely, striking a bold pose, "I'll be there."
Elsa's light eyes crinkled in both anticipation and relief. "Good." And suddenly, she was gone, the door closing behind her.
Anna sagged. "Oh Anna," she whispered in mimicry of her sister's earlier teasing admonishment, "It's not like you haven't thought about this day. So…" She pulled her towel from her body, looking down at what it uncovered. "Why, if you're so sure of yourself every other moment, when clothes come off, you're…" Her hands clenched in the white fabric, and she lifted her gaze to the door steam curled away from, "A coward?"
It wasn't the singular reality of being in the same vicinity of a practically naked Elsa, nor was it the singular reality of being in the same vicinity of a practically naked Kristoff that was making her hesitant, she knew. She laughed nervously, reaching down to shuck off her boots and socks, followed by her underclothes, no, it was the reality of both of them being practically naked that made her wary.
She fingered her braids. Finally naked, feet prickling with the feeling of the cool floor, the heat of the sauna beckoned to her.
Was she being silly?
Her boyfriend and… Well, girlfriend/sister waited for her.
She'd already paid for a good hour and a half.
What was she waiting for?
She rolled her hands into fists after securing her towel around herself, under her arms and over her breasts, reaching down to well below her hips, set her jaw, and nodded, strongly.
"What are you waiting for?" she asked herself, "You're supposed to enjoy this! Let yourself do so!
"Yeah." She perked up. "Enjoy this."
How could she not enjoy this?
Striding forward, her fingers were already around the handle before she realized it, and steam slammed into her face. "I'm heeeeeere," she announced, smiling broadly, "Miss me?"
The first thing she saw when she was able to open her eyes, the frozen steam cracking and falling from her body, was Elsa staring at her, stricken and apologetic. "I'm sorry," her sister gasped, hands clasped so tightly in her lap they were white, an equal distance from where Kristoff puffed out white breaths of air and Anna stood at the door, "You just…"
Anna scrubbed her face. "…Wow," she responded, shivering as the coals in the furnace in the middle of the room seemed to work overtime to reheat the room, "That I was not expecting."
Elsa looked down. Her shoulders shrugged tightly, and she was blushing again. "I'm… I'm a little overwhelmed. "
"You're not the only one." Shaking his head, Kristoff offered first Elsa, then Anna, a sweet, bashful smile. "You're, uhm, you're both…" He shifted, placing his arms down on his thighs, shoulders rolling; his lips quirked up, "Beautiful."
Heat filled the room again, steam reappearing, and Anna licked her lips, opting to take the seat nearest Kristoff. Doing her best not to stare too obviously at his bare chest and shoulders and arms, his towel low over his hips, and doing the same for her sister to be polite, she made herself as comfortable as she could while sitting on a wooden plank in only a towel and in the presence of the two people she was in love with who were similarly dressed. "This is… Nice," she smiled. At least she wasn't cold anymore.
Kristoff coughed into his hand. "Uhm, wow," he dropped his gaze to the ground, "Yeah. It is…"
Elsa, eyes wide and unfocused on the middle of the small room, allowed a breathy laugh of her own. "We didn't really think this through, did we?"
Rubbing aimlessly at the freckles on her arm, Anna hummed. "Not… Not that I'm agreeing or disagreeing, but, well, wouldn't we have…" She blushed again. "Had to do this and…" Her voice squeaked again, "More, eventually?
"If we pursued this re-relationship, that is," she finished.
Another wave of cold rushed through the room, and Kristoff joined Anna in looking at Elsa.
The blonde was holding her hands in front of her chest, her lips pursed in mortification and embarrassment. "No, no, I'm not saying no to this… Relationship," she emphatically stated, protesting, "I'm just…" She drew her legs in closer to her body, pulling them harder against the wooden bench. Her arms wrapped around her knees. "Overwhelmed."
Anna and Kristoff looked at each other. Her heart throbbing, Anna turned back to her sister, and she stood, making her way over to her after making sure her towel was still closed. "Elsa…" she whispered, sitting down next to her, skimming her fingers softly along her pale shoulder, "Are you comfortable?"
Kristoff slid into place on her other side. His larger hand coming up to gently take Elsa's, he smiled at her. "You're not the only one feeling completely awkward, you know."
"Oh yeah, totally." Laughing, Anna squeezed Elsa's shoulder. It was soft, and her fingers burned. "I mean, you two – so attractive!"
Lifting her chin, laughing as she did when Anna called her beautifuller, Elsa gazed at first Anna then Kristoff. "You two must think I'm being silly."
Kristoff snorted. Running his free hand through his shaggy, darker with sweat, hair, he grinned at her. "You have no idea how not silly I think you are. I mean… We're only wearing towels! How am I supposed to feel?"
Dropping her forehead to Elsa's shoulder, Anna smiled when she realized her sister had the same light sheen of sweat on her skin that both she and Kristoff had. It wasn't as noticeable, not as shiny on Elsa's pale skin, but it was there. Different, but there. Considering her normal body temperature was cooler than either of their own. Taking Elsa's other hand, she curled her fingers around hers. "Elsa," she whispered.
"Yes?"
Anna pressed her lips to Elsa's shoulder, and, feeling the shiver that elicited, she smiled and did it again. "You want to go? We won't blame you."
Cold frosted the room again.
Elsa swallowed.
When Kristoff kissed her other shoulder, the queen shuddered anew. "No," she stated, then again with more confidence, eyes sparkling as the heat gained control over the small room again, taking advantage by wrapping both Anna and Kristoff's hands in hers, "I… We can make this not a big thing."
Already feeling much more confident, not as conscious of her freckles and exposed skin, Anna smiled as she allowed herself to sink even further into her sister. Meeting Kristoff's eyes over Elsa's body, blushing as she drank in his sweaty, frank smile, her smile widened when he slid his arm, barely hesitating, over Elsa's shoulders. Hitting Anna's face, she only pressed a quick kiss to the inside of his forearm, tucking her cheek against it a second later, his palm sliding along her own shoulder, gripping her in acknowledgment as well.
Elsa breathed out a cool breath, but it was wetter and more made of melting frost than what she'd released before. "Oh," she smiled, lolling her head back, into Kristoff's arm, hand clasping Anna's close to her breasts, "You're both so strong…"
Anna laughed.
Kristoff smiled broadly.
"I mean it!"
Tracing her finger along Elsa's thigh, being nice and staying over where her towel covered, Anna nuzzled her shoulder. "We know," she promised, sighing and enjoying the heat of the sauna entering her body, still second to the warmth of her sister and Kristoff, frost still dancing along the edges with each shift and movement of Elsa's body and awareness, "We do. But. Elsa. You're just as strong."
"Yeah," Kristoff chimed in, pressing a quick, strong kiss to Elsa's forehead, laughing in delight when ice exploded, cracking along the wall across the room, "Mmm… Ice."
Her laughter pealing in the small space, Elsa allowed herself to relax even more.
Feeling inordinately proud of herself for feeling as comfortable as she did, Anna joined her.
The sauna may not be the most private of places, she thought, glancing out the window that showed the interior of the trading post and catching the slightest glimpse of Oaken conversing with his family, but, so what? What it offered Elsa… The chance to express her power without the chance that it'd completely get out of control… She sighed, leaning harder into her sister and Kristoff's arm, practically melting equally into them, what it offered them… What it let them further explore…
Anna smiled.
Nothing could replace that.
