Delicate fingers danced across an ornate design that wrapped a pillar. Blue nail polish seemed like a beacon against the nearly pitch black wood, but the lighter designs carved into it weaved and moved like a forest and those fingers a guiding light through it. Teal eyes glanced from the position of her hand on the wood, then slowly followed the designs up and up towards the high sloped ceiling. The room was dark, though there were plenty of light sources and the window's curtains were wide open. However, none of the light produced could brighten up the very tone of the room. Furniture was dark, dark browns or blacks, the ceiling as dark as the pillar, and the ground a deep deep deep brown.
With a slow sigh, her eyes shut and she stumbled back until she landed on the plush sofa with a huff. She slung an arm across her face, red hair splayed beneath her head, loose from the braids she'd been asked to wear lately. It was perhaps the only interesting change in a few days, and she was beginning to lose it. With another heavy sigh she rolled over and pushed herself up, sitting back against the sofa now, staring at the large sitting room and its many amenities. A high priced television, some game system she had asked for but hadn't played, a coffee table with magazines and new books, some still wrapped in plastic(Those are Elsa's though...), a mini bar completely stocked against the wall and so much sitting room surrounding it Anna nearly laughed at the fact only the two of them ever used the place. This cabin in the woods was picturesque, and perfect. It sat just above a lake, allowing the perfect view out of the sitting room's largest window...and yet...
Anna sighed softly as she finally pushed herself off the sofa, making her way defiantly into the foyer, grabbing keys to the ATV. She would find her fun! Even if Elsa didn't like it! There was a visit a ten minute ATV ride away, and she was going to go and look at shops, hang out in the tavern. She quickly, almost angrily it seemed, slung on her padded coat, making sure she had on the correct boots for the snow before making her way out the front door towards the side of the cabin. One quick key turn and she was off like a rocket, snow blurring behind her.
Now this was the fun she needed! So far she'd been through two cute shops, went by the bakery, and now sat among a group of fairly large men going on and on about their women. She was maybe on her...fourth pint? Was it fourth? She couldn't remember, only that these men were happy to supply her with as much alcohol as she wanted. Her eyes locked with one of the men, he was a bit quieter than the others, blonde shaggy hair compared to the brown of the rest of them, and barely a sign of stubble let alone the many full beards his compatriots sported.
"Hey, tell us more about your woman?" He leaned closer, sitting just at the corner from her, and she rolled her eyes exaggeratedly and smacked his arm playfully. "No! Come on! We've all shared!"
"Hah! No we haven't, Kristoff," said one of the larger men, his mustache melding into his sideburns, his a slightly lighter shade than the rest, though he was undeniably the largest man there. "You're the only one here without a woman! or a man!" Kristoff frowned and shook his head at the other men laughing and turned back to Anna who was trying to hide her grin behind her pint.
"Come on, I at least spoke about someone," he said pointedly, glancing at the men again before turning back to Anna again. "You've not said as much about yours."
Anna was suddenly sober, thinking of Elsa. Those piercing blue eyes, that dark hair always spiked, always so severe. Severe in so many ways... She didn't have time to suppress a shudder, but she wasn't even sure if it was from memories of fear or pleasure. Perhaps both. She set her empty pint down, one of the men calling over a bar maid for another, her eyes glued to the buxom woman's cleavage as she began to speak. "Elsa...Elsa's-"
"Anna." Anna's body immediately went stiff, the hairs on the back of her neck raised, in fact her entire being was completely tense. Elsa stood a ways back, but for Anna, the force of her voice called to something deep within her that her sister may as well have been standing directly against her back. It seemed the table was quiet, the rest of them feeling the power radiating from the lithe, dark haired woman. The rest, excluding Kristoff, who Anna continued to will to simply sit down, to avoid the blue eyed woman. Instead he frowned between them, and Anna couldn't bring herself to look at Elsa or even at the blonde man.
"Anna," Elsa spoke again, closer this time, as she made her way across the tavern. She glared at the barmaid as a pint was placed in Anna's still open hand. "What are you doing out? What did I say?" Anna's jaw moved minutely, but before she could speak...
"Hey, whoa. What's the problem? She's a grown woman, she can-hey!" Elsa literally shoved past the blonde, paying no mind to his size compared to hers, and that may be what let her push past him was his surprise at how aggressive she was willing to be in the face of what she wanted.
"You came here to embarrass me. Get up." Anna remained sitting. "I said, get up." After a few moments of silence, Anna stood.
"A-Anna! You don't have to go with her!" Anna said nothing, eyes lowered as she turned to Elsa who grasped her cheek roughly with one hand, tugging her in for kiss. It was not loving, however, it was demanding, it was claiming. Anna knew what Elsa was doing, Kristoff had been too obvious in his interest. Elsa was staking her claim, her flag, and Anna released an unwilling whimper as she felt a hot tongue penetrate her mouth, and could do nothing as heat sparked in her center and spread throughout her body. This seemed to satisfy the older woman, so she pulled away, releasing Anna like she were dirty before moving back towards the exit.
"Let's go, Anna. No dawdling." Anna didn't nod, simply grabbing her shopping bags and making her way after her sister, the sounds of Kristoff's flustered pleas fading behind her.
The red-head didn't even bother going towards the ATV, she was too drunk to drive it competently anyway, so simply placed her bags into the back of the luxury SUV and moved to climb into the passenger seat.
"No. Get in the back. You're officially on my shit-list, so no whining." Anna released a small sigh but nodded, climbing into the back seat instead. As soon as the door was shut, and Elsa was in the drivers seat, "remove all your clothes. All of them." Anna's freckles blended into the blush that bloomed across her face and neck, but she did as she was told as her sister began the quick drive back to the cabin. Every few moments she could feel Elsa's gaze on her, she didn't bother trying to shield her body, it wasn't anything Elsa had never seen before. Even so, each time Elsa looked at her this way...she shifted slightly on the seat, shivering at the feel of the leather seats on her naked flesh.
They arrived, and Elsa exited the vehicle first, then opened the door, watching Anna coldly. The red head pursed her lips, glancing from Elsa and down to the snow that reached her calves, and suppressed a squeal as the freezing temperatures hit her sensitive feet. Elsa made her way up to the front door, leaving it open for Anna to follow her inside. Even as she walked she made sure not to cover herself, simply feeling grateful that she was no longer outside. Of course now...now she had to deal with Elsa.
Elsa crooked a finger, a signal to simply follow her, and Anna did, standing beside her sister as the raven-haired woman tugged off her heavy coat, then her boots. Anna loved that sweater on Elsa, it was form fitting, cupping her chest, accentuating the curve that highlighted where her hips began and filled out. However, now was not the time to be forgetting her place. Elsa directed her towards the window, and so she made her way closer, standing in the spot that Elsa once occupied. The older woman circled her slowly, like a bird of prey circling a kill.
A quick intake of breath, she could feel cool fingers running up her spine, starting at the very base. Anna wouldn't move, wouldn't react physically beyond the small breaths and gasps she was allowed. She knew Elsa better than anyone, living or dead, sometimes better than Elsa knew herself. This touching, slowly inching across her back, down to the swell of her buttocks, it was meant to claim. From behind her Elsa's hands slid around the front of her thighs, nails lightly raking upwards towards the apex, then moved apart and up over slightly protruding hip-bones. The higher those hands traveled, the closer she could feel her sister's warm body behind her, until finally she was flushed against her back, and cool hands cupped her breasts firmly.
"You know what you did." It wasn't a question. It was never a question, at least not one that ever expected an answer. Anna only shivered, hips pressing back into her sister's. A sharp bite at her shoulder told her that wasn't something she should repeat. "Did you like the attention, Anna?" Nails dug into her breasts, scratching down her breasts, nipples roughly abused as they passed over them and down her stomach. Anna's body shivered and rolled, though she tried so hard to keep it still, even so it earned her yet another bite. She had a feeling her neck and shoulders would be covered in them by the end of this.
"Did you like those men looking to you? Or maybe just...one man." Elsa's hands continued to wander, to explore and map and claim, leaving scratches and rolling hips against her little sister. "You know you're mine, Anna. Only I have ever looked upon you...only I have ever touched you." Her fingers moved lightly against the patch of hair at the top of her thighs. "Only I," her fingers slid lower, eyes shutting as she felt the heat waiting for her, "can make you," she roughly cupped Anna's sex, feeling the thick wetness, the lewd sound filling the room beneath Anna's wanton moan. Nails digging into her hip were the only thing keeping the red-head from bucking. "See? You're mine, all mine..." Her lips brushed against the shell of Anna's ear, her voice husking. "Who do you belong to, my darling little sister..."
"Y-You...Elsa...Elsa...I-I belong to you...Always..." Her breath was coming out harsher, body now completely heated, sex throbbing in Elsa's hand. Her hands moved to her sister's but she was immediately released, shoved away roughly. "E-Elsa..?" Those blue eyes were locked on Anna's, and suddenly she understood. She waited, standing once more stilly, though her body was still flushed.
"Get on your knees." Anna simply nodded, lowering herself until she knelt on the plush rug that sat in front of the window, grateful for the cushion. She watched, transfixed as delicate hands undid the button and zipper of the dark slacks, though she did not push them down. Instead she moved closer until all Anna had to do was moved her head forward a few inches... Anna's eyes snapped open from her thoughts, glancing up at Elsa who's own cheeks were now beginning to show their response to all this stimulation. "You know what to do."
With permission given, the ginger moved quickly, but carefully, tugging the tops of her pants down, releasing a sharp whimper at the lack of under garments, and then to simply moan deeply. Elsa had the best poker-face, only she could be this wet, this flushed without letting it on at all. Her nose and mouth buried in those dark curls, mouthing and tasting that musk without moving further. She loved this, loved Elsa's taste, the tang of salt, and yet that sweetness that was...that was simply Elsa, her dark lover. Finally she moved forward, mouth wide, slowly letting her tongue part those slick folds, her nose gently bumped against that peak as her lips and tongue explored and caressed and tasted.
Elsa released a shuddering breath, hands fisting and relaxing over and over at her sides before one slid through Anna's hair and tugged roughly. "Good girl..." she murmured, and Anna couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corners of her working and slick mouth. But she did not lose focus, finally her lips encircled that bundle of nerves and she began to suckle, lightly at first, but the strength began to build, her tongue circling and flicking at it gently. Her hands found Elsa's hips, fingers teasing up beneath that sweater, touching that smooth, unblemished flesh.
One flick of her tongue against the hood of her clit, however, and Anna's hair was tugged painfully. Like a ragdoll she was twisted and shoved until she was bent over the coffee table, hips forced as high as they could be, thighs spread wide. It wasn't until she felt a fast and rough tongue against her super-heated cunt that she released a wanton cry. "ooh!" This was the only exception to the quiet rule, only because after so much training Anna really could never quiet down. "Y-yes...oh, fuck...Elsa!" Elsa was claiming again, taking what was hers, tasting what was only hers to devour. Anna felt teeth against her lips, a rough tongue pushing into her, a thumb pressed tantalizingly against her ass.
"Who do you belong to?" Elsa pulled back, and now Anna felt the curls of her sister against her damp sex, and she shivered. "Are you mine, Anna? Are you my little sister? My lover?" Anna shivered and moaned as Elsa's hips bucked against hers. Their shared pre-cum dripped down their legs, but it wasn't over. She felt a hand encircle her throat, squeezing just on the sides, not enough to block air but so that Anna could feel it. With that light-headedness came a slight calmness to the assault Elsa had just committed against her most private of places...private except for Elsa.
"Y-yours...I'm yours Elsa...Always...I love you..." Her head turned slightly, out of the corner of her eye she met Elsa's and she could see her sentiment reflected back...and more. With a gasp Elsa began to thrust, to grind her cunt against Anna's from behind. Their clits stimulated by the others movements, the wet sounds of their fucking filling the room beyond Anna's whimpers and moans of need and Elsa's soft grunts and pants. Anna's hands gripped tightly to the edges of the coffee table, hips grinding back against her lover, whining as she felt Elsa's fingers at her sex again, spreading her lips further, allowing more contact. Elsa's other hand raked nails across Anna's back, causing the younger woman to cry out, back arching sharply against the table, nipples roughly moving against the wood.
"Cum for me...cum for me now!" Anna gasped as her sister leaned over her back, biting roughly at her neck, that hand and pussy against her own throwing the red-head over, and she tumbled with a scream, Elsa shuddering just behind her, hips rolling and slowing with sympathetic tremors.
Anna was a mess, boneless and weak. Elsa, however, was stronger than her. Even on shaking legs the older woman moved Anna gently, lifting her baby sister into her arms before making her way to the sofa. She sat Anna down, then shucked her sweater and bra beneath it, before laying back on the sofa and tugging the red-head atop her. Anna's head was tucked beneath Elsa's, hand resting between her breasts, nipples stiff pink peaks. She allowed her tongue to caress one and smiled inwardly at the shudder within the dark haired woman. Elsa, however, distracted her with her own lips, just as claiming as ever, but her tongue caressed hers with a separate gentleness.
"I love you, Elsa...always..." Anna released in a shallow breath, once the kiss was over. Elsa said nothing, fingers simply tangling lightly in the hair at the base of her sister's neck, their legs tangling together as they simply basked in each others warmth and love.