A/N: Well, here you have my first Frozen fic. I hope you enjoy. I plan for this to have a plot and all, but we'll see how it goes.

I don't own Frozen.

Elsa POV:

Queen Elsa stands tall and ready on the edge of the cliff located north of the royal castle of Arendelle. The cliff high above the waters of her kingdom. She stands at the highest point, taking in the sight before her: the water is as still as a board, or at least she thinks so from this far. The sun is on its way down and soon, dusk would settle over Arendelle. Thrice a week, Elsa comes here to practice her powers, developing and attempting to control them. It's been a year since the Great Thaw and she is slowly, but surely, on her way to grasp full control over them. Of course, they are still directly linked to her emotions. As time passed, the realization that she should feel, not conceal, only made her powers more powerful and easier to tame. The fear that once controlled her is completely gone and the love she feels for Anna (and the love Anna feels for her) has helped and continues to help her a great deal.

She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. She is clad in one of the many ice gowns she is able to will upon herself. Her platinum blonde hair is in its usual braid and draped over her left shoulder. She exhales, opens her eyes and parts her legs. She puts her right foot forward and bends her knees, as if beginning to kneel. She stops halfway and brings her left foot backwards and bends it in the same fashion she did her other foot. She closes her right hand in a fist, raises her arm and bends it at the elbow. She looks up to the skies and spreads the fingers on her left hand while raising her arm above her head. She begins wiggling her fingers up and down, starting from the pinky to her index, with the thumb still.

She shuts her eyes once again and begins channeling a massive ice spell. The waters below her start freezing at her will. Its slow at first, but, soon after her spell, the ice picks up speed. It ripples in all directions, engulfing the water before her in solid ice.

She opens her eyes to observe the effects. As far as her eyes could see, she is freezing the water and even sees the layer of frost atop the ice. Good, she thinks,and shuts her eyes once again, never letting her channeling stance falter. A pride of sorts fills her as she was able to reach the desired effect with little-to-no effort and decides to experiment further. Inhaling the chill air, she wills for an iceberg and not a second after, a sharp crack fills her ears. She parts her eyelids and observes her creation in the frozen waters. It's small enough to topple a fisherman's boat but any other vessel will trudge over it as if it was dirt on the road.

Without closing her eyes this time, she wills for the iceberg to grow and it does, much to her delight. She makes another iceberg, and another, another, another and another. Just like that. With a downwards motion of her channeling hand, the bergs disappear into thin air as if they were never there. She then lifts her hand again and a huge ice wall erupts from the frozen sea and it rises to her feet.

Elsa practices for an hour or so more before she is pleased with herself for today and she heads back to the royal castle. She waves her hand at the sea and it thaws in an instant, like it was never in its cryogenic state. She smiles to herself, turns and clicks her fingers. An ice stallion materializes before her. She quickly mounts it, snaps its reins and gallops off.

Anna POV:

Princess Anna, Elsa's younger sister, is in her chambers, sitting against the mirror. The Princess is busy releasing her hair from its braided prison and in thought. She is recollecting the events of her day with vivid detail. Waking up, bathing, assaulting the kitchens for chocolate. After having her morning share of chocolate, she went out to spend the day with Arendelle's people. First, she went to a tailor's shop and bought an absurd amount of dresses, eliciting praises and gratitude from the owner. Then, she went to the nearest bakery and bought half the chocolate they had in stock for the day. The Princess is the true face of Arendelle, whether she realizes it or not. The people adore her beyond words. She treats everyone as equals and emanates an aura of happiness around her. Just being in the redhead's presence makes the people comfortable and happy. Her jovial nature never fails to bring smiles to everyone's faces.

Yet, her true happiness emerges to the surface when she is in the presence of her older sister. No matter how many people she's surrounded by, none of them can hold a candle to the unadulterated joy Elsa brings her. There is just something about Elsa that plasters a genuine smile on Anna's face. She couldn't pinpoint what exactly that something is and that only made her wonder even more.

Maybe it's how regal she looks. Well, of course she looks regal… She's the Queen. She's been groomed for this life ever since she's been a young girl. She's so graceful, poised and just stunning. I couldn't think of a more beautiful Queen. And, Gods, she's so beautiful. Her brilliant sapphire eyes, her delicate nose and her lips. Boy, her lips. Her pink, thin, luscious, perfect lips. I want to kiss h-

Anna suddenly realizes she's thinking about Elsa in a not very sisterly way and gasps.

What am I thinking?! I can't have such thoughts about Elsa, she's my sister! But even so, its only a kiss. Its not like I'm thinking about making love to-

Anna's thoughts are interrupted abruptly by the knocking on her door.

"Anna?"

Elsa! Anna's entire day just improved by the melody of her sister's voice. She grins like a fool and inhales, trying to calm down.

"One moment, Elsa." The redhead calls out, failing to contain her excitement.

The Princess looks over herself in the mirror. She wants to look as good as possible when Elsa is around her. After she's done adjusting her face as best she can, she runs her hands over her body and smoothens her nightgown. She smiles to her reflection and practically skips to her door with a wide grin on her adorable face.

She swings the door open with fervor and her grin splits her face in two at the sight of her favorite person in the world, her older sister.

"Elsa! Come on in."

Elsa flashes her a genuine smile and looks at her with glowing blue eyes. Anna gets lost in them for a moment and barely makes out her sister's words.

"How was your day, Anna?" Elsa asks as she walks in and settles herself on Anna's bed.

Anna shuts her door and turns to face Elsa, getting on about how she bought half of the city's dresses and chocolate. Then, spending the day with Kristoff, Sven and Olaf in the woods admiring the beauty and wildlife there. She explains enthusiastically about how Sven found a deer to entertain himself with and how they playfully fought with each other's antlers. Anna is having her usual moments of word-vomit but her sister's giggles and nods spur her on and she explains her day in vivid detail to Elsa. She finally reaches the end of it and takes a deep breath, calming herself a bit.

"And, here we are, sis. So, now that you know what I did, it's only fair I know what you did."

Elsa just stares at her with a wider than usual smile and with bright blue eyes bubbling with affection.

"Elsa?" Anna tries again.

Elsa simply continues staring.

"Uh, heh, Elsa? Earth to Elsaaaa, hello?" Anna slowly waves a hand in front of her sister's face in an attempt to stir her from her daydream.

"I love you so much, Anna." Elsa suddenly and sincerely utters, never breaking eye contact.

Anna's heart swells and beats faster in her chest and she feels her breath quicken past her lips. Blood races to her cheeks, almost covering her freckles with the fierce blush. She sees Elsa bring a hand to her lips and stifle a giggle. The sweet sound of her sister's (even if a little restrained) laughter music to her ears.

Her lips curve in a smile and she diminishes what distance there is between them and places a tender kiss on Elsa's cheek. Anna loves the feel of the elder's cool skin and she lingers just a moment longer to let it spread all over her lips and whispers sweet words in her ear. "I love you too, Elsa. So much."

When Anna pulls back, she doesn't even attempt to stifle her giggle when she notices her sister's blazing cheeks.

She feels Elsa's bare hand on her bare knee. The sudden, but oh so welcome, skin on skin contact sends tingles all over her body and she's all giddy and bubbly on the inside. Her sister's loving touch is threatening her to explode with happiness. She had missed this wonderful feeling for the last thirteen years and lets herself relish every little touch and gesture given to her by the older girl.

She looks down on her hand and brings her own over Elsa's and gazes at her adoringly.

"So much Anna. I love you so much. I don't know if I could live without you for a day more. Finally, after thirteen years, finally, we're together again. I will never let you go again, my dear sister. You mean everything to me." She brings her other hand to Anna's cheek and strokes with all the love she can put in her palm, touch as soft as a half-feather. "Everything, my sweet Anna."

Elsa leans in Anna's face and shuts her eyes. Anna, overtaken with an impossible amount of affection, leans forward too and their lips meet.

Anna puckers her lips against Elsa's and feels her doing the same. She smiles in the kiss and it is over as soon as it began. Anna's mind is positively buzzing.

Gods, her lips are softer than her snow. And her snow is really, really soft. It's as if a lightning bolt coursed through my whole body at that simple act. And it is true. The hairs on her arms and neck stood as soon as their lips made contact. Her brain denied everything except the feeling of sweet, wintery lips on her own. That was the best kiss of my life. I want more.

"Anna?"

"Yes, Elsa?"

"Are you okay?"

"I've… I've never been better." She breathes out. Anna could not, for the life of her, think of a moment where she felt happier than right now.

"I'm glad. Listen, Anna, there's something I want to ask of you."

"Anything." Comes the easy reply.

Elsa smiles and inhales. "I was, uh, wondering if I could sleep with you tonight." After a moment when Anna didn't reply, she quickly adds on. "Oh God, I didn't mean sleep with you as in… you know. No, I simply meant to sleep together on one bed tonight." Elsa offers a nervous smile.

"Yes, of course you can Elsa, but… why ask me this? Is something wrong?"

"Yeah, I've been having bad dreams these past few nights and I haven't been resting properly, so I just thought that maybe-".

Feeling frisky after their kiss, Anna decides to tease her sister a bit. "Elsa, you can sleep with me. I'd be glad to have you in my bed." She smirks and winks mischievously and giggles to herself when Elsa stutters her next sentence.

"Oh, uh, heh-heh, great, t-thank you Anna. This m-means a lot." Gone is the queenly demeanor and collected coolness of Elsa. She is a stuttering and blushing mess right here in front Anna and she couldn't help but chuckle.

"You're so adorable when you're nervous, Elsa."

Instead of replying her verbally, Elsa leans in again and pecks her on the lips. Glee fills Anna's being at Elsa's kiss once again.

"Anna, could you turn around for a second?"

The Princess obliges and hears sizzling and crackling behind her. Then some more sizzling and crackling. And some more…

"Okay, I'm ready."

Anna turns and gasps at the sight before her. Elsa's ice dress is gone. In its place, Anna observes a dark blue, strapless, faintly translucent nightgown. Then, Anna notices bare, lightly toned shoulders and feels the urge to run her mouth all over them. She looks down in an attempt to stop staring, only to notice where the gown ends. Elsa's long, slender alabaster legs are eye candy for Anna and she even notices the tiniest amount of milky thighs. Its as if Elsa purposefully left them exposed, just to tease Anna. Once again, the younger girl attempts to look away, to no avail. Her eyes inadvertently land on the bulges of her sister's delightful, pronounced hips.

"Now who's the adorable one when she's nervous?" Elsa playfully teases.

Anna barely registers the words because she's still ogling the body of the goddess before her. Her eyes travel over a flat, tapered abdomen. Up, to admire perfect, full, round mounds of flesh. Anna swears she could see the faintest hint of a nipple straining against the icy fabric. She gulps. At this point, her face is mimicking the color of her hair but she's scarcely aware of it. Instead, she lets her eyes continue their journey up, feeding on a never ending, delicious neck. She briefly wonders what it would feel like to press her lips against the bob of the older girl's throat and feel when she swallows. Anna realizes she's openly staring and lusting after her older sister but cannot make her eyes look away. She craves to see more. So she does. Darting over blood filled, swollen lips which she felt not so long ago, she unconsciously licks her own in a desperate attempt to savor her sister's wintery taste again. Once again, she feels the urge to just run her mouth wild and smother her sister with kisses. Did I think she's beautiful? She's not beautiful. She's absolutely gorgeous. Said lips are curled in a smirk and she notices them getting closer. Suddenly, she's aware that Elsa is getting closer.

Anna stands up in anticipation of something, only to be gingerly pushed back on the bed. She lies down and looks at Elsa expectantly.

She observes with wide eyes as Elsa climbs onto the bed and straddles her at the hips. Anna is aware of her fast breathing but when Elsa lays her hands on her midriff and grasps at it slightly, her breaths turn loud and shallow. She bites her lower lip in an unsuccessful attempt to muffle herself.

"Can I?" Comes the seduction laced whisper of her sister. The tone in her voice, combined with the hands still grasping at her abdomen, Anna is going to melt under the heat of her blood. Why am I so hot? My skin is smothering me. Just then, she feels Elsa's cool breath seep into her neck and spread over her entire body. The contradicting sensations within her negate each other and she's stuck between the best of them. Feeling scorching heat and chilling cold at the same time, Anna can't hold it together anymore and lets loose a loud, lewd moan.

Elsa laughs, actually laughs, pure and unrestrained, above her and speaks, words tangled with giggles. "Are you okay, Anna? That sounded pretty intense."

Ignoring her sister's latest question, the younger girl opts to answer her former one. By telepathy or some other miracle, Anna knows exactly what her sister asked before and she's more than happy to let her. "You can."

She sees Elsa lower her body on top of her. Anna grabs her sister's hips when she feels their chests clash together. Even through all the fabric, Anna can feel the softest skin on Elsa's body against her own and she tightens her already strong grip on the hips in her hands. Elsa is perfectly bent over her now and she brings her head down and kisses her sister yet again. A much deeper and passionate kiss this time and just when Anna feels Elsa's tongue ghost over her lips, she pulls away and looks her dead in the eye.

"Thank you Anna." Elsa brings both of her hands on Anna's freckled cheeks and strokes them so tenderly, Anna closes her eyes and rolls them in ecstasy.

She knows this isn't something sisters should do, but she couldn't deny herself the unbridled pleasure and happiness Elsa brings her. Be it through intimate kisses or touches or mere sisterly affections, Anna doesn't care. She just wants this feeling to never end. She's been kept from the older girl for such a long time, she will make sure she gets her sister back. And, perhaps, along the way, find something more than just a sister there. I'll be damned if I ever spend another second away from her. She's everything I need.

Just when she leans in to the hands stroking her face, Elsa abruptly pulls away and flops to Anna's left side and pulls the covers over them. Elsa nuzzles her face in Anna's neck and shoulder and brings an arm just below her breasts. Anna smiles and strokes the back of Elsa's head. "You're welcome, my Queen."

"Good night, my Princess."

Anna purrs in response.

Within seconds, the void claims their consciousness. Needless to say, Elsa has no nightmares that night.

A/N: So how did I do? I tried going from cute to sexy, I guess... Don't hesitate to leave a review, I appreciate all feedback, positive or negative. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed.