"Are you okay?"

Elsa's eyes snapped open at his voice. She was currently lying down on her queen-sized mattress, legs dangling off the edge. Hovering above her was her boyfriend, Ralph. He had each of his large hands placed at the side of her body, palms down against the firm surface to keep from falling on top of her, though their stomachs did manage to brush against each other from time to time.

"I'm fine."

Ralph smirked. "You don't seem fine. You look almost.." His eyes traveled from her contorted face to her hands, currently fisting handfuls of Egyptian cotton. "Tense."

"Well, of course I'm tense," Elsa countered. "I'm a queen. I've got an entire kingdom to take care of. I'm always tense."

"Oh, good," Ralph continued, a glimmer of amusement passing over his features. "I was afraid it had something to do with me, and the position we're currently in, alone..." He leaned close to her ear to whisper the last part. "In your personal bed chambers."

Elsa twitched slightly at his words, but otherwise remained neutral. "Don't be ridiculous."

"Good, then I'm sure you wouldn't mind if I..." He finished his sentence on an action, his lips connecting to the skin just below her ear.

Elsa let out a disgruntled noise. Ralph presumed his actions, pressing his lips to the side of her neck. The queen moaned slightly, grabbing at the bed sheets till her knuckles turned white. Ralph chuckled and tilted his head lower to presume his ministrations, when suddenly his hand slipped on the sheet, sending him right to the floor.

"Ralph!" Elsa gasped. She pulled her hands from off the mattress and gazed over the side of the bed, her body sliding slightly. "Ralph, are you okay?"

"I, uh...I think so," He said through a chuckle. "What happened?"

"Well..." Elsa blushed.

Ralph raised himself from the ground and faced the bed again, watching as Elsa slid into a sitting position.

"Is that...ice?"

Sure enough, the once soft, warm bed was blanketed with a thin sheet of ice. The spots Elsa had been holding on to for dear life were crumpled into two frosted cotton snowballs, her nail marks still in them. He blinked, clearly surprised. After all, she had come so far with her powers. He couldn't imagine what was bringing them on now.

"I'm sorry, Ralph," Elsa muttered, hiding her face. "I guess I'm just a little nervous."

"Nervous about what?" He said, attempting to sit on the bed, so he could comfort her properly. "We're just...hanging out." Ralph sat beside her and wrapped a hand around her waist.

She turned her head away from him and sighed. "Ralph...I've never been...intimidate with anyone before. And, I mean, you saw what happened the first time we kissed!"

He nodded, hiding the amused look on his face, since she clearly didn't see it that way.

"Who knows what could happen if we got even closer to each other!" Elsa started again, her voice cracking slightly. "I...I don't want to hurt you."

He frowned. "You won't." He leaned in to capture her lips, but she turned away.

"How can you be so sure?"

"Because I know you," He said, taking her hands in his. She grew still, just waiting for his hands to be turned to solid ice, but it never happened.

"I love you, Queen Elsa," Ralph admitted, a very faint blush in his cheeks. "And I know you love me, too. So there's no way you can hurt me."

Elsa was about to contort, considering what happened with her and Anna, but she was quickly interrupted by Ralph's lips pressing again her's. As it happens, Ralph was already too aware that Elsa was about to bring up her past with her sister to make a point and he wasn't having any of it.

When the kiss ended, Elsa breathed in, ready to make her case again, when Ralph shook his head and pushed her back against the bed, breaking this thin sheet of ice that had begun melting at this point.

"But Ralph-"

He silenced her with another kiss. "Just...let it go, okay?"

She smirked. "Very funny."