AN: *waves white flag* Don't kill me, please. I know this took absolutely WAY too long to get this update out. I can only throw myself on your mercy and thank you so much for your patience. I hope that this extra-long chapter will make up for it a small bit. I spent all day writing on this and editing it to ensure I provide you with a quality update, so I hope you all enjoy! Thanks to everyone who has been so supportive of my writing. With my new management position at work it hasn't left me with a lot of time off to write as I'd like to. But I expect things to be settled out and for my drive to return. As always, feel free to message me about my work, or leave a fav, follow, and review! Review replies will be at the end of the chapter.
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For the first time in forever, Elsa didn't want to wake. Waking would mean she had to leave her dreams behind, and that was something she clung to for the first time in forever. No nightmares, no horrible precursor terrors alleviating into better dreams. No, this dream had been perfect from the moment of conception and beyond, a willing erotic and sensual offering to a fiery goddess.
But alas, time and too much rest weren't on her side. With a heavy groan, she slowly opened her eyes, glaring up at the canopy as if she could cast blame of her conscious state on the draping cloth. It had been the most sensual, exhilarating dream she'd ever had, and just remembering it brought a near-violent shudder through her body.
She recalled it almost vividly; nearly crystal clear at first were the sensations delivered to her body by her phantom lover. She smiled at the memory of her sister's husky voice, and those velvet-soft lips pressing against her own, so warm and deliciously demanding, insistent. She had wanted so badly to respond, but her body had felt suspended, as if her dream lover had held her pinned by the strength of her desire alone.
Yet even with that weight holding her back, she remembered raking her tongue across her sister's as Anna deepened their fantasy kiss. Elsa couldn't help but groan as she brought her fingers up to her lips, a phantom tingle lingering there. She could almost taste the younger woman—chocolate and brazen excitement.
But then...then the dream had escalated far beyond her wildest imaginings. Her dear, sweet sister had touched her in ways that only Elsa's fingers had ever dared to explore. And even those tactile explorations had nothing on the ephemeral touch of her sister's probing fingers and mouth. It was pure ecstasy, unadulterated pleasure given by her beautiful and innocent Anna.
Oh by the gods how she wished it had been real. But she knew it was simply a feverish imagining of her drugged and disoriented mind. There was simply no way her sister would feel the same about her that she did for that precious redheaded goddess. Elsa knew her thoughts were sick, that she shouldn't feel this way about her own flesh and blood, but no matter how much she berated and degraded herself, the thoughts remained.
Elsa loved Anna. It was the simplest and most complicated statement in all of Arendelle history, yet it was the absolute truth. Without Anna, Elsa knew she couldn't exist. Anna was the goodness and light in the world, while Elsa was the frigid cold that stole away happiness and life. Without that light, Elsa would cease to be the loving Queen and would fall back into the darkness of eternal winter.
Sighing deeply, Elsa threw back the blankets from her sleep-weary body-only to pause as she took in her disheveled state of dress. Her gown was pulled down off her shoulders, exposing her breasts just as it had in her dreams. If that weren't strange enough, her gown was also drawn up exposing her body fully...just as in her dreams.
Did I do this? she wondered as she quickly adjusted her gown back into a more modest position. No, I didn't move at all. She knew she hadn't moved from the stiff and aching feel of her body, just as it had the first night she'd taken that damned medicine. And with the way her blankets had been set over her body...that really only left one other explanation...
Elsa jumped to her feet and almost fell to the floor at the knock to her door. Her heart was pounding, racing as rapidly as her thoughts. She knew that knock, and she knew she couldn't face her sister, not with her mind in such chaos. She quickly froze the door handle before her sister could rush in like she was prone to do those days.
"Elsa," came Anna's concerned voice, no doubt having tried the handle. "Elsa, are you okay? Are you awake?"
Elsa's voice squeaked when she first tried to speak. Clearing her throat, she tried again. "Um, yes, I'm fine! I'm just...I'm changing! I'll be down for breakfast as soon as I finish!"
There was a brief pause from the other side of the door, then a hesitant reply, "Okay, I'll see you in a bit."
Elsa waited until the sounds of her sister's retreating footsteps faded before she sat heavily on the bed. Her heart was still pounding and her mind was a jumble of trepidation and...excitement? Yes, most definitely excitement. The implications of her dream rendezvous with that beautiful goddess of a sister of hers being real...it was more than her mind could handle.
She wanted it to be real, more than anything she'd ever wished for in her life. To have her True Love return her affections and more amorous desires...it was what she craved above all else. She loved Anna wholly and completely and wanted to make the young Princess hers in all ways. It was a concept immediately instilled into her thoughts by this new revelation and it would not be silenced.
Elsa knew she should feel some sort of guilt or worry at the lengths to which her imagination was carrying this new discovery, but there was no such reservation in her mind. It was as if every part of her life, every aspect of her existence up until that point was suddenly aligning along the same lines of fate, all pointing to one thing: Anna.
But even as she could imagine and dream of a life with her young sister as more than just siblings, she had to be sure of what her mind was perceiving. She had to be sure that these dreams were real and not just some corrupt and disgusting perversion her mind had created. She refused to ruin the renewed bonds she had with Anna on the off-chance that this was all a figment of a sleep-deprived and deranged mind.
With that idea concrete in her thoughts, Elsa quickly ordered a bath drawn for herself and hurriedly cleansed her body of the rather "dirty" evidence of the previous nights desires. Her skin seemed extra sensitive that day and every touch of the cloth across her body seemed to send rippling tingles through her core, like a phantom echo of the touches she'd felt under her sister's demanding fingers.
It was during that warm bath that she came up with a plan. She needed to test the waters, so to speak, and what better way than by teasing her sister during the day. Armed with her new-found knowledge that Anna might, in fact, harbor the same desires as herself, she would watch her sister much closer. Now she knew to look for the signs she herself was prone to display, rather than looking away out of fear of discovery.
It was a tantalizing and exciting idea and she was in such a rush to get out to meet her sister that she even forewent her usual braid, brushing out her long platinum hair in the hopes of throwing the younger woman off. A new look never hurt, nor did a little skimping on the usual modesty of her ice gown.
The Queen inspected her latest creation moments later in the full-length mirror and couldn't help the sly grin that spread across her lips. Oh yes, she thought, let's see how she reacts to this!
Giggling quietly to herself, she bit her lip as she gave herself another once over. Satisfied that everything was in the optimum place for her sister's viewing pleasure, she set off to breakfast. She stopped only momentarily to have Gerda dismiss the staff for the day and order a picnic to be prepared for her and Anna for later. As an afterthought, she also ordered her to have Kai report to the Counsels that she would still be resting for the day. The woman was nothing if not poignant, nodding with only a minimal pause and a certain knowing glance at the Queen's choice of ensemble before rushing ahead to do as she was asked.
Unable to keep a slight skip from her step, Elsa grinned as her icy heels clacked rapidly down the halls. She had one last stop before she made her way to the dining room, but she had to hurry. She didn't want to be late, after all. Her sister was expecting her...and by the end of the night, she would know at last if her dreams were real...
She had been waiting for Elsa for nearly an hour, and eventually even the staff had left for the morning. She knew by the tone of Elsa's voice that morning that something was up, but she had held out hope that it was just as the blonde had said, that she was caught changing. But Anna knew her sister well enough by that point to know when something was out of the ordinary with the older woman.
Sighing, she was just about to give up and leave when the large double doors to the dining hall opened. Looking up, her breath caught in her throat and her brain literally stopped functioning.
There was Elsa, carrying a tray in one hand like a professional server, her other hand closing the doors softly behind her. But it wasn't the dish she was carrying that caught the young princess' attention. Not even the delicious smell of chocolate could draw even a minuscule comparison to the appetizing beauty before her.
Her eyes caught first on the light sheen of a nearly transparent skirt that ran the length of her sister's gorgeous legs, slit nearly all the way to her hip so that when she began walking towards the table those pearlescent thighs flashed with each mouth-watering step. From there the dress tinted to a darker blue, almost a tease in the way it hid away those succulent thighs and enticing blonde curls that Anna remembered so well.
Gone was the icy train that usually trailed behind the Queen, and in its place were the most beautiful locks of golden silk Anna had ever beheld. Those platinum tresses flowed behind her like a cloak, drifting in an unnatural wind. It was the first time she'd seen her sister wear her hair down and it had the most tantalizing effect. And just there, glinting like pale sapphire was a lacy ribbon of ice wrapped snug against the blonde's throat, drawing the eyes like a magnet to the perfection of her smooth skin.
And if that wasn't enough to stop the redhead's heart, the top of the dress mimicked Anna's coronation dress, draping loosely off the shoulders, wrapping under her arms and encasing the Queen's ample bosom tightly. The bust itself was slit down between her breasts, held together by a single snowflake, revealing a dangerous amount of cleavage to the young sister's hungry gaze.
"What do you think?" the Queen asked hesitantly as she stopped a small ways from the table. She spun in a circle and the younger woman nearly choked as she realized the back of the dress was made up of a netted interlacing pattern of ice that pretty much left her flawless back bare to her hungry gaze.
Anna blinked as she heard the tray being set on the table in front of her, her eyes slowly traveling up to meet Elsa's pale blue orbs. The entire room seemed to disappear, leaving the princess light-headed and breathless as she took in the beauty standing before her. She hadn't realized she'd stopped breathing until the room literally began to spin, her vision darkening at the edges.
"Anna!" her sister cried, reaching out to brace a hand against the redhead's shoulder. "Are you okay? You're face is so flushed. You're not feeling sick are you?"
Anna took a few deep breaths, embarrassment staining her cheeks crimson. "I'm fine," she squeaked, swallowing hard as she cleared her throat. In what she hoped was a more normal decibel, she continued, "I'm okay, you just surprised me is all. I...didn't think you were coming."
As she met Elsa's smiling gaze, her breath caught at the knowing smirk on her sister's lips. "I would never miss a chance to come...see you." Anna blinked, sure she had imagined a slight pause in her sister's words, but before she could puzzle that out Elsa was talking again. "I told the staff to take the day off," she announced proudly. With a flourish, she waved her hands towards the tray she'd set in front of Anna. "Since today is my last day that I can take off from my duties, I wanted to make it something special for you."
Smile softening, Elsa pulled up a chair and sat facing her sister, looking intently into her eyes. "I haven't properly thanked you for all that you've done for me. You've always gone out of your way to do everything to show how much you love me. You literally sacrificed yourself for me and I've yet to be able to repay such a selfless act. But..." she paused, still smiling, eyes searching back and forth between Anna's, "I promise you, I will spend the rest of my life proving myself worthy of such love."
Anna felt herself falling forward into those beautiful blue eyes, and in that moment it seemed that all the world had truly disappeared. There was only herself and the goddess before her, gracing the redhead with her unconditional love and humility. And for a brief moment she forgot herself as she began leaning forward, her eyes locked on her sister's luscious lips.
She only just caught herself, turning her forward motion into a wide embrace, wrapping her sister in her arms as she buried her face in the older woman's shoulder to hide her embarrassment. "Oh Elsa," she whispered, "You don't have to prove anything to me. I know you love me, I do." She couldn't help but brush her cheek lightly across her sister's bare skin, quietly yearning to taste her Queen again.
Elsa's arms surrounded the young Princess in a surprisingly strong hug-so strong, in fact, that she was pulled forward out of her chair. She hadn't realized just how awkward of a position she'd put herself in by lunging forward like she had, which was how she ended up tumbling pretty much onto her sister's lap.
She just managed to catch her forward momentum by bracing her arms on the back of Elsa's chair, only to find herself a scant few inches from those pure, icy blue eyes. She was splayed out across Elsa's lithe form, their bodies flush with each other as she supported her weight with her grip on the chair.
Anna's breath stilled in her lungs as she gazed into twin pools of the clearest blue she had ever beheld. She was so close she could feel Elsa's heart thudding against her own chest-or was that her own racing pulse? She wasn't sure, but what she was distinctly aware of was the fullness of her sister's breasts pressing against her own, the coldness of the ice gown barely a passing sensation. The Queen's frosted breath ghosted across the redhead's lips in a stuttered, rapid exhale.
Realizing her position and how uncomfortable she was probably making Elsa, Anna stumbled to push herself off of the older woman. She succeeded in extracting herself from that intimate and distinctly comfortable embrace, but only after shuffling enough that her entire body eventually brushed itself along the length of her sister's nearly prone form.
"I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed, her voice panicked as she regained her own seat, noticing how her sister was splayed backwards into her chair. The position was altogether enticing and sexy with the way she was sort of sprawled backward into the seat, her dress riding high up her leg due to that damnable slit, her arms splayed over the arm rests.
Elsa cleared her throat as she slowly leaned forward, arching her body into a sitting position. Somehow the woman was able to turn sitting up into something completely sensual and erotic, and the young Princess's brain was slowly turning to mush at the display.
"It's quite alright, my dear sister," the older woman said, her voice a low, rumbling timber that seemed to vibrate across Anna's senses like a caress. Seriously! Hormones, stop! "I don't mind," the blonde continued, "We've been apart for so long, I'll take any excuse to be close to you." The Queen met her sister's wide eyes and winked, raising her hand to hide a giggle.
Okay, she thought, what the hell is going on? She wasn't the most worldly person, she'd been sheltered nearly as much as her sister. Yet if she didn't know any better, she'd seriously think her sister was...flirting with her.
Impossible, she berated herself. She couldn't be. Could she? Deciding to just go with the flow for the time being, she smirked and stuck out her tongue teasingly. "Well, dear sister, what did you have in mind for today? Remember, your Princess demands only the best performance from her Royal Entertainment." She tilted her head up in an effort to appear as snooty and regal as possible.
Of course she ruined the whole affect by bursting into laughter moments later, with Elsa's own mirthful giggles joining at the same moment. "Oh gods," Anna wailed between fits of breathless chortles, "That was the worst!"
Elsa was first to recover, small chiming sounds quietly bubbling up from behind her hand. "Yes, well..." she cleared her throat, sitting up straight in her chair like the Queen goddess that she was, instantly drawing the redhead's attention. "As your 'Royal Entertainer,'" her eyes twinkled with more laughter, but she kept her face demure and proper, "I promise you a day of splendor and enjoyment." And just as suddenly, her regal mask slipped away as a smirk eased its way across her lips, her head tilting forward so that she was looking up at the Princess from behind silken bangs. "I promise, I won't rest this day until my Princess is satisfied."
Anna swallowed hard, her face flushing as she licked her suddenly dry lips. Okay, now that surely couldn't be mistaken for anything but flirting, she thought. Seriously, what the hell was going on? Maybe Elsa was just in a good mood after finally getting some good sleep? It would explain this...new Elsa that was sitting in front of her, positively dripping with sensual confidence. The woman went from exuding sexuality one moment, and playing the part of the loving sister the next.
It was so confusing! But before she could form any kind of response-seriously, what do you say to something like that?-Elsa's mien of seduction flowed away, replaced again by her usual smile as she gestured towards the forgotten tray in front of Anna. "And to start this day off right, I snatched this from the kitchens."
Curious, she turned back to the table to find a simple wood bowl covered with a lid. She began to reach out to the bowl only to have her fingers swatted away by her sister. Turning an affronted pout to the older woman, she opened her mouth to protest only to be silenced by a soft, cold finger across her lips.
"Ah-ah," Elsa whispered, gifting the redhead with the sweetest smile she'd ever seen. Of course, Anna was having the hardest time resisting the urge to take that finger into her mouth and tasting her sister's delicate skin. Luckily for the Princess, she was saved from any embarrassing reactions by Elsa pulling her finger away...very slowly.
"Today," the blonde royal continued, "I will be taking care of my Princess." Purposefully, the Queen reached out to the bowl and removed the lid. The mouth-watering scent of warm, dark chocolate wafted up to Anna, but that wasn't what had the young redhead's stomach fluttering. It was in the seeming possessive way Elsa kept saying 'my Princess.' Maybe it was just her imagination, but she was sure she heard the change in her sister's voice on those two words.
The blonde pulled her chair even closer to the table-and Anna. The redhead was dangerously aware of the gentle brushing of Elsa's knees against her own but she tried to keep her mind focused on what was happening in front of her. Delicate, pale fingers began to dance over the bowl and with a gentle flourish, a trail of magic seemed to erupt from her fingertips.
As the magic coalesced, a thin tendril reached its way into the bowl. Anna was hypnotized by the display, so much so that she barely registered her sister moving even closer. Then those hands gestured upward and a dollop of frozen chocolate flew up into her waiting hand.
Still transfixed by the Queen's magical prowess, Anna blinked in surprise as that piece of chocolate was offered to her. Dully, she reached out to take it only to have her sister swat her hand away again, pushing the dessert towards her lips, smiling expectantly.
Anna blinked, looking between the chocolate and her sister's twinkling eyes. "But its frozen, now, isn't it? Won't it be hard to eat?"
Elsa's eyes crinkled as she giggled, pushing the chocolate closer. "Trust me," she said quietly.
Nodding slowly, she opened her mouth and leaned in the last few inches to take the cool treat between her lips. Her eyes went wide, both at the soft brushing of cool fingers against her lips and the explosion of flavor across her palate. The delicious dessert was cold at first, but as soon as she bit down on it the outer shell dissolved into a cascade of thick, creamy chocolate, hints of almond and coconut teasing her tastebuds.
"Mmm!" she exclaimed, meeting her sister's waiting gaze. Unable to stand it, she closed her eyes and moaned softly, her fingers tracing her lips absently as she luxuriated in the extravagant taste. She'd always considered herself a connoisseur of the intricacies of chocolates of every variety, but this was something entirely new. And it was delicious!
"Oh gods," she muttered after she regretfully swallowed the last bit of the cocoa nectar. "That was...heaven!" She opened her eyes to see Elsa gazing at her with a heated gaze, but as soon as she noticed the look it was gone, replaced by a small smile.
"It's a trick I learned recently while visiting with a foreign trade ambassador from the North." Her smile softened in memory. "He was telling me about how they use their colder temperatures to prepare special desserts. I've been spending a lot of time in the kitchens late at night this past week...when I couldn't sleep."
Concern furrowed Anna's brow as she placed a hand on her sister's knee in support, letting her continue to talk. "Unlike the Northerners, I have a distinct control over the temperature of chocolate to finite degrees." Her left hand alighted atop Anna's on her knee, lacing their fingers together in a simple embrace. Her other hand rose to the bowl again, gesturing in magnificent, swirling movements that directed her magic into the waiting dessert. "I can change the texture and even the taste of the mixture by shifting the temperatures at just the right time."
When the solidified piece of chocolate leaped to her hand this time, it was in the shape of a thick snowflake, easily half the size of her palm and as intricate as any natural snowflake in design. When Elsa made to offer it to Anna, the redhead smiled and slowly reached up to take the proffered chocolate between her fingers. Smiling, she snapped the snowflake in half and held her piece up to her sister's lips, waiting.
Smile widening, the older woman leaned forward, her pale-blue eyes locking with her younger sister's expectant turquoise gaze. Those full rosy lips parted at the same time she pushed her own offering closer to Anna's mouth. Feeling almost suspended in time, she opened her mouth wide and took the snowflake half into her mouth at the same time the Queen's lips closed around its twin.
She wasn't sure what shocked her more, finding her sister's finger stuck between her lips, or the sensation that jolted up her arm as Elsa's tongue swept across the pads of her own suspended fingers. Regardless, she found herself breathing heavily at the dual assault on her sense of taste and the tactile sensation brushing at her fingertips.
Elsa's eyes closed as they both pulled their hands back, her head tilted back in the most sensual display of raw pleasure, a small mmm rumbling from her throat. Anna's heart was racing, her womb clenching in memory of the last time she'd heard those sounds coming from her beautiful sister. She swallowed the treat with only a vague thought towards how delicious it was as it melted across her tongue. She wanted the Queen so much in that moment, her body aching to resume its pleasurable explorations of her dear sister's perfection.
She was saved again from any embarrassing lapses in her self-control when Elsa opened her eyes and smiled brightly at her. Seemingly without thinking, the enticing goddess brought her fingers to her lips and licked them clean. Anna sat there with her body tingling and clenching at the erotic motions of her sister's tongue delicately lapping away at her very-clean fingers. Did she just...
Before she could form any kind of coherent thought or response, Elsa was pushing her chair back from the table and rising to stand, pulling the redhead up with her by their still-clasped fingers. "We'll have to save the rest of this for later," she was saying, her words momentarily unheard behind the buzzing in Anna's head. "We have an entire day ahead of us!"
The younger woman swallowed hard, shaking her head to try and clear the sexual fog that clouded her mind. "Entire day?" she asked, dumbfounded.
The Queen's smile brightened knowingly. "Yes, the entire day!" She gathered the redhead's other hand into hers and pulled her closer until there was but a breath of space between them. "I'm all yours," she whispered.
If she'd thought her heart was racing before, it was nothing compared to the galloping thud in her chest as those words caressed their way across the young woman's heart and mind. All mine, her heart and body proclaimed, while her mind quietly chimed in with, She doesn't mean it like that. But even that part of her mind was weakening at the onslaught of teasing and apparent seduction from her sister so far that morning. She needed to get control of the situation before she lost what little will she had left and did something irreversibly stupid.
Smiling as broad as she could muster, she met her sister's searching gaze. "Well then, we better not waste a minute!" She bit her lip, unsure of how to proceed. "Um, lead the way...my Queen."
Elsa's eyes flashed momentarily at her sister's change in tone, but if she noticed anything out of the ordinary she didn't say. Instead, she released the younger woman's hands and turned, gesturing broadly to her right while offering the other arm to the redhead. "If you would, my Princess, we shall be off. I have so many plans for you today!"
She couldn't be sure if it was simply her hormone-addled mind creating delusions of grandeur or whether her sister was really flirting with her, but in that moment Anna didn't care. She took her sister's proffered arm and stepped close to the taller blonde, resting her head against her shoulder. Sighing contentedly, she said, "Lead the way, my Queen. I'm at your mercy."
And tonight, she thought with a hidden smile, you will be at mine.
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