A/N: Okay, so this is just a kinda fun chapter. It has a little bit of importance to the plot, but it's mostly just smut. I couldn't help myself! The next chapter is where it's going to pick up.

There's a bit of asphyxiation play here, so if that's bothers you, might want to skip a bit. Anna's fun as hell to write when she's in charge.

"The noise resembles the roar of heavy, distant surf. Standing on the stirring ice one can imagine it is disturbed by the breathing and tossing of a mighty giant below." -Ernest Shackleton

The queen's breath frosted in the chill morning breeze as she surveyed her surroundings. It was a beautiful morning. Occasionally the wind would bring her a snippet of birdsong from the harbor's shore so far behind her, but otherwise the area around her was perfectly silent.

She pressed her foot into the water next to the small icy island she was standing on and pushed outwards with her power. Soft crackles reached her ears as the water expanded - Slowly...slowly!- freezing in a perfect circle underneath her toes.

A minute went by and she tested her weight on the ice, smiling as it held. She put another foot out and started the same process again. It was a good warm up, flexing her powers like this. She could turn the shore to ice easily, but controlling the expansion, feeling the minute cracks in the ice and forcing them the move only when her will commanded...that was the discipline she needed.

She had gotten better at controlling her power. Once she realized she could harness it, after she let it all loose and caused the Great Thaw, she promised herself that she would never again allow her magic to go unchecked. She refused to allow it to run rampant like it had on the fateful day of her coronation.

So she practiced every day, at dawn.

Well, close to dawn at least. She glared at the sun, well risen over the horizon already. Her concentration wavered slightly as she remembered the events of the morning

Anna had been a bundle of excited energy for a month straight. The ship taking them to the conference in Corona was leaving the next day, and her little sister almost couldn't contain herself. Her enthusiasm was infectious, and the entire palace was wrapped around her little finger.

Including the queen.

But really, that was nothing new.

What was new was how Anna could manage to find her wherever she went. The bouncy girl had to let out her energy somehow, and she was very fond of using her sister to do so.

She and Anna were up early that day because her sister was, frankly, insatiable. The queen would normally practice her magic as the sun was rising, but the redhead made a very convincing argument to keep her in bed later than normal. She decided to take breakfast before heading out, knowing the docks would have started to bustle with the start of the workday. She would try to avoid them until after the morning rush.

Elsa figured her sister would be fine at least until the afternoon, but after breakfast the smaller woman followed her into her study. As soon as the door was closed, she had been pressed against her desk, her sister's steady hands swifty pulling her dress up to her hips.

The queen shuddered, remembering the memory. Her beautiful sister had held her down against the desk, standing above her. The younger woman had shoved her leg between Elsa's, forcing the older woman's thighs apart, and without a second thought she drove two fingers inside her sister.

Anna's thumb found her bundle of nerves, and lights danced before her eyes as the redhead pressed circles into her. The lower fingers had begun to thrust inside her, setting every nerve in her body on fire.

Elsa moaned loudly, but the sound turned into a whimper of pain as her sister used her free hand to tweak her nipple through the thin fabric of her dress. Anna leaned forward, a wicked grin on her face.

"Now now, Elsa. You don't get to let the whole world know how much you fucking love this. Don't you dare open your mouth again."

The queen's breathing grew deeper, her sister's words stroking her temper. She bucked against the hand inside her and growled softly, She tried to sneer at her sister but couldn't hold the gaze, her eyes rolling back as her body's fervor overtook her. She began to let out another groan, needing some way to express her need.

Abruptly, Anna's hand was at her throat.

She threw her head back, exposing more of her neck. The heat was almost unbearable. The redhead's lips met her ear and the younger woman's voice was low and sultry, seductive. "What did I just tell you?" The hand around her neck squeezed slightly at the words. Elsa was practically panting.

The fingers on her throat forced their way up the queen's jawline, and jerked her head sideways. Anna's was staring directly at her, the look she was giving her older sister was smoldering. "Elsa. I asked you a question."

Her breathing was labored. She was so close, her younger sister's other hand had never stopped their assault, and she could feel her body's temperature rising. She tried to keep her powers in check, but she couldn't hold it in completely. Frost began covering the desk underneath her.

She tried to answer her sister's question, but couldn't form the words. She arched up, trying to press harder against the fingers inside her, the only words that tumbled from her lips were broken by gasps. Her body started shivering, feeling the pressure starting it's final build, and Anna kept her eyes locked on her older sister's.

Anna's face fell into a wicked smirk and the queen closed her eyes, not able to handle the scrutiny. She scrunched them closed, concentrating on nothing but the tingling feeling of every nerve firing off. Her breathing grew even shallower and her shivering turned into outright shaking as her sister's voice flowed over her.

The fingers around her jaw and neck grew tighter. "You're going to cum for me, Elsa. You're going to fucking cum for me and when you do, you're not going to make a single goddamn sound. That sound is mine and belongs to no one else, do you understand?"

Elsa's eyes clenched together, and she managed a partial nod. She arched again wildly, her body was on fire. Her sister's thumb pressed hard against her clit, and the digits inside her found their sweet spot. The dam built up, the pressure became to great, and the moment hit. Her toes curled, her body snapped taught and her hands balled, fingernails biting into her palm.

She opened her mouth as if to scream, but no sound came out. Her climax her her like an avalanche and the world went white. Her power felt like it exploded within her, carrying the weight of her ecstasy.

She had no idea how long she lay there afterward.

It felt like forever before her reverie was broken by her little sister's happy humming. The hand around her neck had loosened and flowed up into her hair. Her platinum locks were being slowly stroked, and she felt soft, small kisses against her collar bone. The younger woman's fingers had extracted themselves from the queen, and Elsa's dress was being pulled down to cover her modesty.

She let out one last, final shudder and opened her eyes halfway. "...Anna?"

Her question was answered with a soft kiss. When her sister pulled away from her mouth, the younger woman smiled softly. "You okay, love?"

Elsa managed a nod and let out a contented breath returning the smile with one of her own. "Seven hells, Anna."

The younger girl's laugh was like a chime, and she beamed down at her queen, "As fun as that was, I think you need to clean up a bit."

Elsa cocked her head to the side, questioning. Anna gestured around the room, and her eyes followed, widening as she took in the state of the small office.

Icicles covered almost every inch of the walls, and a fine powder of snow dusted the floor. Elsa gasped, turning back to Anna, suddenly distressed. "A-are you okay?!"

That gorgeous laugh rang through her ears again. "Totally fine, Elsa. The snow never even touched me."

She let out the breath she had been holding and waved her hand at the room, willing the ice to dissipate. She let her arms drop and hands held her steady as she pushed herself up and off the desk. Anna moved with her, and she pulled her little sister into her arms, her chest rumbling with a satisfied sigh.

Her younger sister pressed another small kiss against Elsa's lips and then ducked her head down into the crook of the queen's neck. They stayed in that position for a time, just holding onto one another until Anna pulled back slightly.

The younger girl smiled guiltily. "I have to go soon. Kai wanted one last rundown of my ongoing projects before we leave tomorrow." Elsa nodded.

"He'll probably try and hunt you down as well, so you better get going before he finds you. I know you wanted to practice this morning."

Elsa couldn't help the laugh that crept into her voice, "If I didn't want to before, I need to now. You keep doing things like this to me and I won't be able to control it."

"Someone's gotta keep you on your toes."

The queen laughed and pulled her sister in even closer. Anna returned the squeeze and stroked her older sister's hair. "Besides, you're getting much better at holding it in. I remember this time last month you froze the entire east wing when I took you by surprise. The practice is paying off."

Elsa groaned mockingly. "Well if you would let me say something, or make a noise or anything, it might not be as hard to hold it in."

Her younger sister's grin was wicked. "But where's the fun in that?"

The queen just rolled her eyes and Anna laughed cheekily. "You get loud, snowflake. You really want to give Kai a heart attack when he finds out you're doing? With your sister? That's a conversation I'd like to avoid."

Elsa laughed, "Fine, fine. Have it your way."

Anna giggled back, brightly,"Damn right."

The younger woman gave Elsa one last peck on the lips before walking backwards, slowly detaching herself from Elsa's grip. She held on till the last second, their fingertips touching. "I'll see you at lunch?"

Elsa nodded cheerfully. "Of course, love."

Anna grinned at her sister again before turning the latch and leaving room, the door shutting softly behind her.

And now here the queen was, a mile outside the harbor. She blushed brightly as the memory from the morning played through her mind, glad Anna wasn't here to see it and mock her for it. She stood up straighter, trying to block out thoughts of the lithe redhead. She closed her eyes, shutting out all sights, and focused on her breathing.

When her mind was sufficiently blank, she raised her arms up slightly, fingers splayed out, and summoned her power. She felt it well up immediately, a tidal wave of force trying to push it's way past her iron grip. The power felt like a soft coolness emanating from her center near her heart, and she had to restrain it to keep it from flooding out of her. She willed it towards her hands, and stopped before she let it loose, bringing the blueprint of her creation to the forefront of her mind.

She closed her eyes and let out a breath, the air frosting in front of her. 'Quality and quantity this time, okay Elsa? You can do this.'

She opened her eyes and let go.

The expanse of the ocean in front of her erupted into ice. She used the water around her to fuel her power as she held her will in check. Two dozen different masses began forming in front of her, slowly taking shape. She split her focus as much as she could, concentrating on those masses and creating enormous, polygonal chunks of ice.

Her hands swept forward slightly, and as one, each form began shedding water. The bottoms of each form rounded out only slightly, while the tops had water pouring down in rivers. Slowly, the icebergs began to take their shape. The tops became masts, connected to decks, floating on cold, snowy hulls. The sails billowed out, made from millions of tiny interconnected ice threads. They were close to breaking with the wind, but they held, whipped every which way.

Once the main forms were in place, Elsa focused her power on the details, working each ship in tandem. She pressed with her thoughts, convincing the ice to smooth out jagged edges and closing off imperfections in the hulls. After finalizing the main details, she brought her thoughts to each, one by one, feeling out their imperfections.

She fixed a leak in one, patched a sail in another, widened the decks on a third, and so on down the line until each was finished. Every single one was unique. The basic structure was the same in all, but it stood out in the minor details especially.

Elsa cut of her power, barricading off the source with her immovable will. She let out a long shaky breath and put her hands down. Not caring if anyone in the harbor saw, she sat down the ice, breathing heavily. The two dozen ships floated gently nearby, bobbing with the waves.

'At least you remembered the anchors this time!'

The first time she had tried the same build sequence, her concentration was broken by the ships crashing into each other, breaking apart and fracturing the ice. It surprised her so much that when it happened she lost grip on the ice around her and she had frozen over half the harbor before getting it under control again.

Anna had punished her for a week after that.

Elsa's breath caught as those particular memories resurfaced. She could feel her face growing warm and her body started reacting to her thoughts. She really, really enjoyed her sister's punishments. Her sister could be incredibly...persuasive.

The queen took on more look at the ice ships in all their glory and smiled. Reaching out her will, she pulled at the threads of her creations and they began to unravel, gradually turning back into salt water. She let them decompose as she stood back up and turned, icing the water under her feet and walking across the water back towards the castle.

She looked pleased with herself.