"What are we going to do?" exclaimed a frantic Anna, pacing around the ballroom and waving her arms furiously about her head as she talked. Though the princess was merely acting in concern for the Queen, Elsa found her sister's panic-stricken tone unsettling.
"Anna," she began, trying to calm the stressing girl, "it's going to be fine." Elsa wasn't sure if she believed her own words, but she shifted her eyes away from Anna, now gazing through a window and at the setting sun, continuing to speak, "You need to overcome any unease the situation may be causing you and-"
"May be?" her sister snapped, hostility and despair equally present on her face. Elsa had obviously struck a nerve. "Any unease the situation may be causing me?" the girl released a quiet chuckle, but her furious tone turned to solemn, "The person in this world I love more than anything is going to die." The simple way she said the words sent a chill down Elsa's spine. "There's no maybe about my feelings," Anna spoke compassionately, stepping to her sister and gently placing her hands around the Queen's. "I'm scared," she confessed, a single sob escaping her throat as she stared into Elsa's eyes.
"Don't be," she replied in an attempt to comfort her sister, "we'll fix this." Anna's eyes remained focused on Elsa. "All you need to think about is..." she trailed off, having forgotten entirely about the wedding. About Kristoff. Remember to smile. "Just worry about the wedding."
"Kristoff can wait until after you get help. Once everything is okay, then-"
"I don't know that everything will be okay!" Elsa screamed, finally breaking under the stress of the situation. Seeing Anna's heartbroken expression, the Queen calmed down, regretting the outburst, and spoke with a more collected voice, "I don't know how long I have. If we... if I can't fix this," she felt the beginnings of a sob creep up the back of her throat, and tried to swallow it away. Instead, Elsa broke into tears, falling to her knees.
Anna bent down, gently resting her arms around Elsa. She tried to console her crying sister, but was stopped by the girl's distorted, tear-filled words.
"I need to see my little sister married," Elsa cried out, louder than either of the two girl's had anticipated, "before..." she continued in her watery attempt to speak, but the words didn't come easy, and Elsa hung her head down, defeated, completely giving in to her body's urge to cry.
"You will," Anna spoke in a sympathetic yet sure voice, forgetting all but her sister, "I promise."
For what seemed like an eternity the two girls didn't move, merely holding one another as Anna ran her fingers through her sister's hair and Elsa cried into the younger girl's shoulder. After what the princess deemed a long enough time of weeping on the ballroom's floor, Anna helped her sister up and began walking Elsa toward the stairs, speaking softly to her.
"Let's get you to bed."
Upon reaching her destination, Anna didn't have to open the door to Elsa's bedchamber to realize her mistake. Instead of opening the door, she turned around, leading her sister towards her and Kristoff's own room.
As they entered the dark room, Elsa held back her sobbing long enough to speak, realizing where she was. "This isn't my-" she began, but Anna stopped her, placing a finger over the Queen's mouth.
"You're staying with me tonight," she said, stubbornly, giving a comforting smile to her sister, "Wait here, I'm going to get you some clothes to sleep in." With that, the girl made her way out of the room and toward Elsa's, leaving her sister alone in the dark.
When Anna returned, sleepwear in her arms, a wave of heartwarming joy rushed through her as she marveled at the beauty before her. An exhausted Elsa was completely passed out on the bed. Careful not to wake the Queen from her slumber, Anna gently placed the clothes in her arms on the ground and tiptoed to the bed, removing the shoes from Elsa's feet. She pulled the blankets to under her sister's chin before walking over to the wardrobe herself and changing into appropriate clothes, being careful still not to wake the sleeping girl.
Maneuvering her way under the sheets without disturbing Elsa, Anna joined her sister in the comfort of the bed. The princess stared at the beauty that lay next to her with loving eyes before sliding her way to the Queen, remaining under the coziness of the blankets. Pushing herself against the exhausted girl, Anna's arms enveloped her sister, pulling her close. Anna placed her lips against the girl's cheek, and rested her head on Elsa's rising and falling chest, keeping her arms wrapped lovingly around her big sister.
Though Elsa's body was cold to the touch, the embrace warmed Anna more than any fire could have.
Elsa awoke to the blissful sensation of Anna's warm breath against her neck. Turning to find her sister sleeping with her arms strewn around Elsa, she returned the embrace with one of equal compassion, gently kissing the sleeping girl on the nose as she did. As Elsa laid there, arms entangled with her sleeping sister, she realized she was in Anna's room, and still wearing her dress. Without disturbing Anna, Elsa turned her head, looking around the unlit room, allowing her eyes to adjust to the darkness. Noticing clothes appropriate for sleeping on the floor, clothes which she assumed had been intended for her use in the first place due to their being from her own personal wardrobe, Elsa detached herself from Anna, quietly moving to pick up the garments. It wasn't until she had the clothing in her hands that she noticed Kristoff, sleeping in a chair by the door. A look of pity on her face was followed by a half-hearted smile as the Queen approached him, softly pressing her free hand onto the sleeping man's shoulder, waking him. Not making a sound, Elsa placed a finger over his lips, preventing him from speaking. She silently motioned toward the bed where Anna slept, and the man nodded. Elsa watched Kristoff stand as he walked over to his sleeping fiancé, giving her a kiss as he carefully climbed under the warmth of the blankets. Elsa couldn't help but smile at the couple before she turned and left, careful to close the door behind her.
A few minutes later, Elsa had changed into the nightwear, and she climbed into her own bed, determined to get a few more hours of sleep before sunrise. Alone in her bed, however, she found herself much colder than she had been when in bed with her sister. Ordinarily, the cold wouldn't have bothered the Queen, but the warmth that she desired from Anna was different. Unable to sleep, Elsa simply stared at the ceiling of her bedchamber, rejoicing in the memory of her sister's warm, comforting breath.
A sound from within the castle made Elsa sit up much faster than she would have liked, causing a rather uncomfortable head-rush. Anxiously, she sat in her bed, listening for the sound to make itself heard once more. Elsa was startled by the sudden creak of a door opening, but the fear the sound created quickly dissipated as she saw who it was entering her room.
"What are you doing here?" asked Elsa, her voice booming over the silence.
"Shhh!" Anna hushed, approaching Elsa's bed, speaking in a whisper, "Keep it down. Do you want to wake the whole castle?" Both girls giggled at the remark, Anna clambering onto the mattress as she continued, "I thought I'd come join you in here."
"But Kristoff-"
"Is a big boy," she interrupted, whispering into Elsa's ear. The Queen could feel Anna's breath as she talked, "he'll be fine by himself. I thought..." She paused, biting her lip, and stared into her sister's eyes, "I thought you needed me more."
Rather than respond with words, Elsa flung her hands to the princess' face, lustfully pressing her lips against Anna's. Instantly, the Queen regretted her decision, fearing she had been wrong in interpreting her sister's tone as one of desire, but all regret disappeared when Anna opened her mouth, sticking her soft, pink tongue against Elsa's lips, begging for more. Pulling her lips open in response, Elsa welcomed her sister's tongue into her mouth, brushing her own tongue against Anna's teeth. The excitement the Queen felt was matched only by the sudden, wet throbbing between Elsa's legs. Anna tenderly pulled her lips away from Elsa's mouth, playfully biting at her sister's ear.
"I want you," she whimpered in a voice filled with desire, putting her hands against Elsa's flushed chest and forcing the girl onto her back, "I need you," Anna moaned the words as she pulled off Elsa's nightgown, cupping her sister's breasts as she returned her tongue to Elsa's mouth. The Queen's mind was going blank, all she could think about was the ache between her thighs, and how much she wanted- how much she needed- Anna to relieve the stress. Moving her hands from Anna's neck down to her midsection, Elsa pulled her sister's body flush against hers, a wanton moan escaping her throat as Anna's hand moved to Elsa's shoulders, the girl slowly moving her lips down the Queen's naked body, kissing as she moved closer, and closer-
Elsa reacted intensely, her hips jerking straight up in response to Anna's tongue inside of her. She gasped, barely able to control her breathing as her hands instinctively flew to Anna's head. Both the joy and the ache Elsa felt grew stronger as her sister's tongue moved about inside her. She could feel the pressure building, the rumble in Anna's throat exciting Elsa even further. She was breathing uncontrollably now, her heart beating impossibly fast. Her hands shot out to either side of her, forcefully grabbing hold of the sheets. Anna's handiwork was audible now, a smile on her face as she slurped her sister. Elsa couldn't hold out and longer.
She let loose a hedonistic cry, screaming with intense pleasure, arching her back as her hips jolted and a satisfying rush of ecstasy ran through her. Anna gave one final, wet kiss to Elsa's mound before standing on her hands and knees and moving back up to meet her sister. Gracefully, she laid her body against Elsa's, their breasts pressed against one another's, and wrapped her arms around the Queen.
"How was that?" eagerly asked Anna. Elsa could hear the smile on her sister's face.
"It was..." she began, thinking of words to describe the bliss of the encounter, "perfect." Returning the princess' embrace, Elsa tenderly put her arms around Anna, kissing her on the head. Anna moved her head just enough to give Elsa a loving kiss on the cheek, before returning her head to its cozy position above the Queen's breast.
As both the girls drifted into sleep, a smile spread across Elsa's face at the feeling of Anna's warm breath against her neck.
