*WARNING*WARNING*WARNING*
This chapter contains explicit content that is NSFW. You have been warned.
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I'd say don't try this at home, but I bet most of you are familiar with the uhh...acts involved.
Elsa's lips glided across Anna's, taking Anna's upper lip between her own and tugging lightly. She could taste strawberries and cream, likely from the copious amounts of chocolate pralines that Anna had gorged on during the ball. Anna's hands slipped from around her shoulders, resting momentarily on her chest before sliding further down to undo the burgundy sash around her waist. The fabric fell soundlessly onto the soft rug beneath their feet, immediately forgotten.
Anna raked her nails upwards, scraping against the thick material before slowly unbuttoning Elsa's jacket, pushing it off the blonde's shoulders and letting it fall to the ground where it joined the discarded sash, the medals clinking against each other. Breaking the kiss, she turned to show Elsa her back, shivering as warm breath ghosted against the strip of exposed skin on her neck.
Elsa hesitated, trembling fingers hovering over the back of Anna's dress. Resting her chin on Anna's shoulder, she drew her wife into a hug instead. Her hands were suddenly clammy; the nervousness that she had kept buried in the back of her mind all day returning in full strength. What if she wasn't good enough? What if she messed up? Worse yet, what if Anna only felt compelled to want this because she thought Elsa did?
"Elsa…" Anna called out gently, hand reaching back to tenderly stroke Elsa's cheek. "Stop thinking so much. I want you. I want to share my entire being with you."
Elsa nodded mutely, nuzzling against Anna's palm before placing a light kiss on the heel of Anna's hand. She delicately loosened the laces holding Anna's bodice together, sliding the material off slowly to reveal freckled shoulders that she peppered kisses against. The bodice and the attached petticoat soon joined her jacket on the ground, leaving Anna standing in a pale blue knee-length chemise that barely clung to her shoulders with sleeves that ended above her elbows.
Turning back to face Elsa, Anna kissed her hungrily; threading her fingers through soft platinum locks. Elsa led them backwards, stepping blindly until the back of her knees hit the edge of the bed. Pulling away from the kiss, she sat on the soft covers, gaze fixated on Anna's as she scooted back with the redhead following closely to straddle her hips.
Anna traced her fingertips along Elsa's jawline, a small smile playing on her lips when the blonde turned to press light kisses on her fingertips. Her fingers continued on their downward route, running along Elsa's neck before pressing against Elsa's shoulders. Pushing gently, she urged the blonde to lie back on the covers, waiting until Elsa's attention was focused on her before pulling off her chemise in a single fluid motion.
Elsa inhaled sharply, her cerulean eyes roving over Anna's naked body. Beneath the muted moonlight, the freckles sprinkled across Anna's shoulders seem to shine like the constellations on a cloudless night. Her breathing became erratic as her gaze fell lower; taking in the dark tint of erected nipples contrasting against the pale skin of Anna's breasts that rose and fell with each breath, then along a flat, tone abdomen leading to soft, strawberry-blonde curls between Anna's thighs.
Feeling Elsa's intense gaze, Anna self-consciously crossed her arms over her chest.
"No…" Elsa whispered, surprised that her voice was steady despite her barely functioning brain. Reaching up, she gently pulled at Anna's arms, guiding them to fall by the redhead's sides. "You are so beautiful." Elsa murmured in amazement as she allowed herself to sear the image of Anna's body into her mind.
Anna smiled back shyly, her cheeks rosy in the moonlight.
Elsa pushed herself into a sitting position, leaning up to claim Anna's lips again. The kiss started out slow and sensual, both women contented with the feel of each other's lips before Anna grew bolder and nibbled on Elsa's upper lip, her tongue darting quickly into Elsa's mouth. Elsa tasted like spiced wine, the rich, mellow combination of fruit and cinnamon with a hint of vanilla. Her tongue slid along the length of Elsa's, curling and dragging its tip against the sensitive underside of Elsa's tongue that caused a low moan from the blonde's chest.
Anna tugged on the hem of Elsa's silk shirt, pulling the ends out from the waistband of the blonde's pants. Elsa raised her arms, assisting as Anna nearly ripped off the offending fabric in her haste to feel Elsa's skin. They buried their faces in each other's necks, inhaling deeply and leaving wet, trailing kisses. Their bare torsos finally touched, the sensation so electrifying that both women gasped simultaneously as their flushed skin met. Anna ran her fingers along Elsa's spine as she trailed lower; Elsa's heated skin was smooth beneath her fingertips, her wife's back muscled but supple to the touch and she found herself wanting more. Her fingers flitted around Elsa's waist, deftly unbuckling the blonde's belt and pulling the leather from its loops. Pushing Elsa back onto the mattress again, she slithered down Elsa's torso, dragging her pert nipples lightly against Elsa's abdomen, causing the blonde to moan while she bit back an equally needy cry in her throat. With Elsa lifting her hips, Anna had the blonde's pants and breeches flung to the ground in a pile within seconds.
Finally, Elsa was completely naked to her eyes.
Elsa's breasts that she had caught a glimpsed of weeks ago were slightly larger than her own; the pale, milky flesh having an almost translucent quality beneath the moonlight peaked by rosy nipples stiffened in arousal. Like the rest of Elsa's body, her abdomen was toned, lines of muscle faintly visible beneath silky skin marred by a handful of scars. The most recent of which, pinkish, partially raised scar tissue in three long gashes stood out noticeably against the pale skin. Anna traced her fingertips along the bumps of sensitive tissue, eliciting a shiver from Elsa beneath her.
"Does it still hurt?" Anna asked quietly, concern evident in her eyes as she peered up at Elsa.
"No. Just sensitive." Elsa replied; her eyes widening in surprise as Anna leaned down to press soft lips against the scars.
Anna's eyes raked over Elsa's torso, lingering at an almost faded scar in the shape of an uneven cross, most likely from an arrow that had punctured through flesh between Elsa's clavicle and rib. Following Anna's line of sight, Elsa guided Anna's fingers to graze lightly over the scar.
"Crossbow. We were spotted by hostile scouts. It was my first border patrol, a little over a year since I joined. Marshmallow had it worse. He took the brunt of it." Elsa moved Anna's fingers to a thick line of pinkish scar tissue two inches above her left hip. "Pike. Kristoff gave me this one by accident. He felt bad for weeks." Elsa chuckled at the memory. "Well, those are the worse ones. I heal quickly." She shrugged.
Anna smiled, her fingers tracing over each scar, committing them to memory. The scars were hardly blemishes. They gave Elsa character, a testament to the danger her life had been shrouded and was still shrouded in. Despite the painful reminders, she was unafraid to stand up for the protection of others. Even with her powers, she was noble and brave in a world where others would not have hesitated to be self-serving and conceited.
"They don't make you any less perfect." Anna leaned down to press her lips against Elsa's, resting her body completely on the blonde's.
Elsa's hands roamed over Anna's back, following the indentation of her spine to the nape of her neck before pulling Anna's hair out of its braid. Fiery tresses flowed through Elsa's fingers, creating a curtain of strawberry-blonde around their faces. Wrapping one leg around Anna's, she flipped Anna over, settling her full body weight on the redhead. Elsa trailed kisses along Anna's jaw, suckling lightly behind her earlobe, delighting in the throaty moan in response. Dragging her nipples down Anna's body like the redhead had done earlier, a wave of arousal flooded through her body when her erected nipples grazed across Anna's sensitive peaks.
Anna let out a small whimper, her back arching in response. She watched through hooded eyes as Elsa descended further, her mind focused intently on the twinned trail that left nerve tingling shivers racking through her body. Then Elsa's warm mouth latched onto her right nipple; cool tongue tracing around heated skin and Anna momentarily forgot to breathe. Her mind was completely hazed over with arousal when Elsa's hand cupped her left breast, massaging the soft flesh lovingly, the blonde's thumb drawing circles around her areola. The differing attention lavished on her breasts was more overwhelming than confusing and Anna's mind couldn't quite focus on either. Her body however, had reacted; grinding herself down against Elsa's thigh between her own.
"So impatient." Elsa chuckled lightly, warm breath against Anna's slick nipple, causing the redhead to groan with want.
Anna could feel the fine blonde hairs over Elsa's groin tickling her thigh; the warmth emanating from Elsa's core fuelling her arousal. What was it that Gerda had said? If it was the right person, her body would know exactly what it wants? Elsa was definitely the right person then. Emboldened, Anna took Elsa's right hand in hers, waiting till the blonde released the nipple she was caressing with her tongue to meet Anna's hooded gaze. Silently, she led Elsa's hand between her slightly parted thighs; her gaze imploring, pupils dilated with desire, breathing shallow with anticipation.
Elsa let out a small gasp in surprise as her delved within Anna's most private folds, slicked with arousal. Anna had her eyes closed at the touch, head thrown back, and a whimper building in her throat. Elsa's fingers explored further, silently marvelling at the dampness and full body shudder that greeted each stroke of her hand. She took Anna's free nipple back into her mouth, alternating between sucking lightly and grazing her teeth against the erected nub, her eyes never wavering from Anna's face, keenly watching for each reaction no matter how small. Her fingers found the sensitive bundle of nerves, already engorged with anticipation and Anna squirmed beneath her as she flicked at the bud, the writhing giving way to whimpers when her middle finger rubbed in a steady back and forth rhythm. She tried several other motions, never quite getting the same reaction as before. With her ear pressed against Anna's chest, she could hear her wife's laboured breathing, feel the vibrations of her moans reverberating through Anna's chest and she used those subconscious responses as a gauge.
Anna had been reduced to a whimpering mess in Elsa's hands. Her mind had stopped functioning minutes ago, focused only on the spikes of pleasure wracking her body, each stroke of Elsa's hand only driving her to want more. Elsa's fingers raked across a particularly sensitive spot on her clitoris and Anna stiffened, eyes widening as a strangled cry left her throat.
Elsa stopped her ministrations immediately, looking up in concern. "I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?"
"No. No." Anna managed to gasp out. "Keep going." Anna urged, arching her body upwards into Elsa.
"Are you s –"
Anna threaded her fingers through Elsa's hair, leading the blonde's mouth back to her breast. "Don't stop. You'll know if you're hurting me." Her breaths were growing increasingly ragged as she grounded her hips against Elsa's thighs.
Unconvinced, Elsa continued, starting slowly and steadily building back to her original rhythm. Her tongue flicked repeatedly over Anna's right nipple while her thumb and forefinger gently pinched Anna's left; her right hand buried between Anna's thighs, stroking along the engorged clitoris, fingers slicked with arousal while her body pinned Anna's writhing form to the bed.
"Come here." Anna rasped and Elsa obliged, leaving the fully erected nipples straining for attention.
Anna's lips crashed against Elsa's, kissing the blonde fervently, her hands clutching to Elsa's shoulders. She was unconsciously holding her breath, tethering close to the edge for a release foreign but hardly unwelcomed to her inexperienced body. Turning away from Elsa, she sucked in a shuddering gasp, all the muscles in her body clenching simultaneously as her back locked into an arch that pressed her against Elsa's body. Her nails dug into Elsa's back, her eyelids flying open as she stared unseeingly at the roof of the canopy bed. Heat was rushing to her groin, roiling off in waves of pleasure. Elsa's hand between her thighs moved teasingly, fingers flicking at her overstimulated clitoris randomly, causing her to twitch in response as wave of wave of pleasure swept over her.
The library books be damned. The literature was nowhere close to describing such sheer ecstasy.
Elsa remained still, contented with holding Anna close while the redhead recovered. Listening and feeling Anna's release had caused her own clitoris to throb painfully in excitement; the knowledge that she had been responsible for Anna coming undone adding on to the raging heat of her arousal. She wanted to experience the same heightened sensations, but most of all; she wanted to bring Anna over the edge again.
It was a long moment before Anna's body relaxed and fell back onto the mattress, her breathing still shallow and irregular as she recovered. She could feel the indentations in Elsa's back from where she had dug her nails into, some areas jagged from broken skin. Her clitoris was still pulsating from the orgasm, her centre damper than before.
There was a growing hunger for more, the warm wetness against her thigh pressed against Elsa's centre fuelling her desire. Propping up her right leg and pressing her thigh harder against Elsa's; Anna reached around to Elsa's front, fingers deftly massaging Elsa's breasts to appreciative moans in her ear. She lifted her hips, sliding her thigh against Elsa's groin and Elsa responded in kind, letting Anna find purchase against the blonde's thigh, still slicked from her earlier orgasm.
They settled into a comfortable rhythm, matching each other's gyrations with synchrony, the friction caused by their movements building them up for a release quickly. Not that they needed much stimulation; Elsa's arousal had been heightened from pleasuring the still sensitive Anna.
Elsa felt the jolt of pleasurable pain as Anna pinched down on her nipples hard. With a guttural growl, she buried her face against Anna's neck, biting down hard on the tender flesh between her lover's neck and shoulder. She vaguely heard Anna gasp out in pain before their bodies shuddered, hips pressing down hard as their thighs clamped together in simultaneous mind-numbing orgasms. They clutched desperately to each other, eyelids squeezed shut as they rode out their release, rocking gently.
They stayed that way for a while; two naked figures locked in an embrace, glowing beneath the ethereal light of the full moon. Exhausted, Elsa collapsed onto Anna, breathing heavily as Anna panted from the exertion beneath her. Rolling them to their sides, Elsa snaked her arms around Anna's waist, drawing her wife close.
"That was amazing." Anna sighed happily, leaning up to press her lips against Elsa's.
"You are amazing." Elsa murmured, eliciting a tender smile from Anna.
They snuggled closer in a tangle of limbs, eyes closed, revelling in each other's presence as their breathing calmed, contented smiles on their faces. It wasn't until Anna shivered involuntarily from the growing chill that they decided to move, quickly crawling beneath the thick covers.
Anna hummed in content, pushing her back snugly against Elsa's front. Elsa had one arm stretched out in the space between her neck and the mattress while the other was wrapped protectively around her waist. It was their default sleeping position that they had grown accustomed to only recently. Lacing her fingers with Elsa's hand pressed flat against her abdomen, Anna's eyelids grew heavier by the second.
"Good night, my love." Anna mumbled sleepily.
She felt Elsa's lips brushed against the back of her neck.
"Rest well, my beloved."
Anna drifted off into a peaceful slumber.
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Elsa woke to sunlight streaming in through the windows casting its warmth over her face. Sometime during the night, the sash holding back the canopy had slipped off, the thin fabric creating a soothing cocoon as they slept, shielding them from the outside world. Anna was still curled up against her, secured in her embrace. Her wife's usually wild hair was lightly tousled, more from their lovemaking the night before than from vivid dreams that caused her to toss and turn as she slept.
Despite the exertion from their newfound vigorous night activity, Elsa felt rejuvenated and had slept better than she could ever remember. Lifting her head from the soft pillows, she squinted at the clock by the far wall. A little past nine. If it had been any other day, she would have sprang out of bed in alarm, bustling to get herself ready for the day's meetings. But not today. Surely she was entitled to sleep in. The kingdom's endless affairs can wait a couple more hours while she remained in bed, snuggling with her beautiful wife.
Last night's memories came drifting back into her head, sparking off a new wave of arousal. Elsa decided she could never get enough of this feeling; the desperation of craving for Anna's touch, the whimpering of her name from Anna's parted lips. It was an addiction that only needed just one taste and she was completely and irrevocably hooked. How could she not? Anna was her everything; her very life tied to Anna's.
Pulling her hand free from Anna's slackened hold, Elsa traced Anna's side with her fingertips beneath the covers. Drawing circles around the crest of Anna's hips, she allowed her hand to wander, fingers threading through soft pubic curls and dipping into velvet folds where the familiar bud of sensitive flesh that she had grown acquainted with awaited her touch. She began applying pressure, sliding the length of her finger along Anna's clitoris, rewarded for her efforts in mere minutes by warm moisture. Smirking slightly at Anna's unconscious reaction to her ministrations, Elsa pressed harder, each stroke dipping deeper into Anna's folds.
Anna stirred, her mind sluggishly returning to reality. She had been dreaming about Elsa in a very explicit setting. They were entangled within each other, lying on a blanket spread out over a thick carpet of grass with the sun warming their naked backs. Elsa was touching her most private regions, bringing her to a sexual high that set every nerve in her body tingling with pleasure. It would have been a very fulfilling dream, if it had not ended abruptly just as she was to reach the peak of her climax. Anna groaned in frustration, grinding against Elsa's groin, her thighs damp from arousal. The dream had felt so real and she was so close too. A well-targeted stroke against her still overly sensitive clitoris and Anna arched her back, a low moan caught in her throat as a delicious wave of pleasure shot through her.
It wasn't a dream. It was really happening.
Anna tilted her head back, taking in Elsa's face through hooded eyes. She reached up with her arm, fingers threading through Elsa's hair as she drew the blonde down into a desperate kiss.
"You are insatiable." Anna murmured when they parted for air.
"Can you blame me?" Elsa purred back. It would be impossible to resist being intimate with Anna now, she already had half a mind to stay in bed all week and just make love to her beautiful wife.
"Not really." Anna smiled seductively, immediately liking this new side of Elsa that was hers to witness. There was a certain carefreeness that Elsa had seemed to develop overnight, almost as if the blonde had grown fully into her sexuality with just one night of intimacy, oozing a sultry confidence that Anna found extremely arousing.
Elsa retracted her hand, resting it against Anna's hip as she guided the redhead to roll onto her back. Anna leaned up, pressing her lips hard against Elsa, her fingers lightly caressing the dip of Elsa's back. Swiping her tongue across the pad of Elsa's lower lip, she hummed in delight when Elsa obliged and they parted to allow her entry. Elsa's tongue was cool against hers, the difference in temperature invigorating. With Elsa momentarily distracted, Anna slipped her leg between Elsa's, the blonde squeaking in surprise when she was forced onto her back with Anna half sprawled atop her.
A wide grin spread across Anna's face, a mischievous glint in her azure eyes darken with lust. She had let Elsa had her way last night, letting the blonde take charge and be in control. Even without Elsa saying it outright, some innate part of Anna had just known that Elsa was holding back on her own needs for Anna's sake. But Anna wasn't about to be outdone. Today she will reciprocate the gesture and bring Elsa to new heights of pleasure.
"You are mine." Anna cooed into Elsa's ear before nipping lightly on the lobe, eliciting a shiver from the blonde.
"Always." Elsa managed to mumble before her eyes fluttered shut as Anna left trailing kisses along her pulse point. The idea of relinquishing control still scared her, but knowing that it was with Anna negated her anxiety. She was ready to finally surrender herself completely to Anna, to complete their intimate connection. With her entire being yearning for Anna's touch, Elsa gave in; pushing aside her thoughts and worries, focusing solely on everything Anna.
Anna made her way down Elsa's torso, placing open mouth kisses between the valley of Elsa's breasts. She slid her hands along Elsa's sides, using the back of her fingers to trace around the sensitive underside of Elsa's breasts before taking one in each hand in a gentle squeeze. Elsa arched into her touch, her body silently begging for more; twinned peaks straining against skin, vying for Anna's attention. Anna continued moving downwards, leaving wet trails with her tongue, using the faint line running down the centre of Elsa's toned abdomen as a map. Circling Elsa's navel, she blew lightly against moist skin before her tongue delved into the indentation.
Elsa gasped, her thighs squeezing together as a strange feeling spiked from her navel to her clitoris; it felt oddly like an unreachable itch, one that sent a wave of arousal flooding through her being and a spread of warm dampness from her core. Her hands were clenched around fistfuls of the bed sheets, pulling the tucked ends from beneath the mattress as her hips jerked involuntarily.
Anna could barely restrain a moan of delight at Elsa's reaction, filing away that sensitive spot for future reference. Straddling Elsa's leg, she used her knee to nudge Elsa's thighs apart, kicking off the covers that had tangled around their limbs as she did so. Crawling back up Elsa's torso, she paused by Elsa's chest, sucking and nibbling on each erected nipple in turn, relishing on hearing Elsa's needy whimpers. With a final kiss and flick of her tongue against each nipple, Anna continued on her way, leaving the twinned peaks of Elsa's breasts glistening in dampness. She propped herself up on an elbow, her chest against Elsa's side, shuddering inwardly when her own erected nipples grazed across Elsa's heated skin and she unconsciously grounded her hips down against Elsa's thigh. Losing herself just for the briefest of moments, Anna rocked her hips, leaving a trail of moisture to cool against Elsa's creamy thigh; showing without words how aroused she was from touching the blonde.
Elsa made a small noise in her throat, her lips parted as she watched Anna's through hooded eyes hazy with need.
"Anna…" She rasped before Anna silenced her with a passionate kiss, one hand against the back of her head, drawing her closer while the other trailed down in the fleetest of touch.
Anna's fingers threaded through the fine blonde curls over her groin before she was distracted by Anna's nibbling on her lower lip. Then Anna's middle finger was rubbing agonisingly slow circles against the side of her clitoris and Elsa moaned into Anna's mouth. She threaded the fingers of one hand through Anna's fiery locks, bunching a handful in her fist as her other hand gripped Anna's hip.
Anna pulled away from the kiss to playfully nip at Elsa's neck, her teeth grazing against the thin skin over Elsa's jugular, feeling the staccato of Elsa's pulse. Her hand between Elsa's thighs sped up, pressing down in harder circles that caused Elsa's hips to jerk and the blonde's breath to quicken as she delighted in the warm moisture that coated her fingers in response. Elsa's hand was around her wrist, urging her to go faster and Anna promptly stopped.
"So impatient." Anna purred coquettishly into Elsa's ear, repeating the blonde's remark from the night before.
Elsa growled her frustration in response. Deciding that two could play at this game, she raised her thigh that Anna was straddling to press hard upwards, a triumphant smirk on her face when Anna gasped at the contact, thighs clenching around hers.
Anna gritted her teeth, holding back a low moan as she resisted the urge to grind herself against Elsa for a quick release. There would be ample time to see to her needs later, now was for Elsa.
"L – later." She managed to stammer when Elsa rocked gently, applying pressure against her core.
Anna buried her face into Elsa' neck, breathing in the blonde's scent as she tried to restrain her urges. Figuring that Elsa would probably persist in tantalisingly teasing her, Anna struck up a quick rhythm with her hand, resuming her stimulation of Elsa's clitoris. As she had expected, Elsa froze, her body tensing in pleasure.
Anna's lips claimed hers again and Elsa was torn between fighting back against Anna's exploring tongue and focusing on the deft strokes against her clitoris that steadily brought her closer to a satisfying release. Her hands were clenched around the bed sheets again, balling up the fabric within her fists, pressing her body fully against Anna. Her senses were heightened; Anna's fruity shampoo coupled with the heady scent of their combined arousal assaulted her nostrils, Anna's taste of strawberries on her tongue, the gentle hum of content deep in Anna's throat, the brilliant hue of Anna's copper locks beneath the sunlight through her slitted vision, the heat of Anna's skin against hers and the pressed of Anna's nipples in harden nubs flushed against her chest.
Elsa senses were completely overwhelmed, everything happening hitting her all at once, blurring into a haze that suddenly faded into a comfortable lull. She flung her head back into the pillows, breaking away from Anna's lips as a strangled cry left her throat. Clenching her thighs together, her entire body tensed as she rode out her orgasm, twitching sporadically as Anna deliberately applied pressure to her throbbing clitoris, drawing out her sexual high until she hit a second consecutive climax. Her back arched as she tensed again, momentarily forgetting to breathe, vaguely aware that Anna was gazing affectionately at her.
Elsa collapsed back on to the mattress moments later, her breathing laboured, her body leaden by a fulfilling exhaustion. Weakly pressing a kiss to Anna's forehead, Elsa wrapped her arms around Anna who left lingering kisses along her jaw.
The romance literature that she had spent a few lonely years during her puberty reading did nothing to justify the pleasure of the act itself. Maybe hers was a biased opinion, considering that she was completely enraptured by everything Anna. Even still, those books had been so technical and at times even brief; nothing like what she had just experienced. Sex was so much more than a necessity for procreation or the satiation of one's deepest desire for intimacy. It was about forging a connection encompassing two individuals' physical and emotional needs; a theory that had seemed warped and misconstrued, but now one that Elsa could began to understand.
"What's on your mind?" Anna asked, nuzzling Elsa's neck.
"You." Elsa replied, playing with the ends of Anna's hair.
"But I'm right here."
"Doesn't mean you are not on my mind."
Anna hummed, resting her head against Elsa's chest, listening to the steady beat of Elsa's heart and watching the rise and fall of her arm draped over Elsa's abdomen.
"Elsa?" She called out after a few minutes of comfortable silence.
"Hmm?"
"Before last night… was there… someone else?" Anna asked apprehensively, uncertain if she really wanted to know.
There was a pregnant pause before; "No!" Elsa answered a little too loudly.
Anna grimaced. "You hesitated." She mumbled, dejected.
"No, there really wasn't. It's just, I uhh – I…" Elsa trailed off, at a loss for words.
"It's fine. Really… It's none of my business who you've been with. And if last night was a testament to anything, it's clear you knew what you were doing. I mean it doesn't bother me, as long as I don't have to share you now." Anna was rambling and she knew it. She really shouldn't be surprised that Elsa was not as sheltered as she was. She will admit that she was a little disappointed that she wasn't Elsa's first, but at least she can be Elsa's last.
Elsa placed a hand beneath Anna's chin, tilting her wife's head to meet conflicted azure eyes. "Anna. There was no one else. Not then, not now and certainly not in the future." She took in a calming breath before continuing. "I will admit that I am not unfamiliar with the… topic. At least in the theoretical sense." She averted her eyes in embarrassment.
"Oh. Well. Okay." Anna blushed, looking away from Elsa's face, her line of sight landing on Elsa's breast and causing her to flush a deeper crimson. "Since we've got this honesty thing going on here… I'll admit that I've read some… well all of the romance novels in the main library. And I'm telling you, they were nowhere close to last night."
Elsa chuckled. "I'll take your word for it." Her flippant remark earned her a slap on her abdomen.
"Are you saying your reading materials were more advanced than mine was?" Anna asked in challenge, staring defiantly at the highly amused Elsa.
"How about I show you?" Elsa asked, her voice sultry. "I do remember someone promised that I'd get my turn later." She purred, holding Anna in a predatory gaze.
Anna visibly shivered in anticipation, her breathing quickening. "Do your best then." She managed to retort before Elsa's lips were upon hers and she was pinned to the mattress by Elsa's body.
Elsa nipped on Anna's lower lip, her tongue darting in when they parted for her; taking the time to explore Anna's mouth before engaging Anna's tongue. Her hand slipped down Anna's torso, pressing the flat of her palm against smooth skin, her nails raking downwards, leaving faint angry lines in their wake.
Anna could barely contain her moans; the initial spikes of pain giving way to pleasure as Elsa's nails dragged down her torso before circling around the rim of her navel. She gasped into Elsa's mouth when Elsa pressed a finger into the indentation of her bellybutton, experiencing for herself Elsa's reaction earlier. The sensation was exquisite, a feeling that was both strange and highly pleasurable. Her inner walls seemed to clench, her clitoris throbbing, yearning to be touched as hot wetness spread between her thighs.
"Elsa…" Anna whimpered, hoping the single word was enough to convey her needs.
Understanding Anna's unspoken desires, Elsa parted Anna's labia, her fingers slippery from arousal. Running the length of her finger against Anna's engorged clitoris, she poised at the entrance of Anna's vagina. Elsa pulled away from the kiss, her free hand supporting the back of Anna's neck, encouraging her wife to look at her. Holding Anna's gaze, she slowly slipped in a finger to the first joint. Feeling no resistance and with Anna's hooded gaze silently imploring her to continue, Elsa pushed in deeper, drawing a small moan. She held still for a full minute, letting Anna adjust to the sensation, waiting until Anna's muscles relaxed around her finger before drawing it back and delving in further.
Anna had one hand in Elsa's hair, fingers threading through thick tresses while the fingers of her other hand were pressed between the valley of Elsa's shoulder blades. Each thrust of Elsa's hand brought a satisfying fullness and she moan in appreciation, whimpering occasionally whenever Elsa's finger curled and pressed against a particularly sensitive area deep within her core. She tried to keep her focus on Elsa, a task that was growing increasing harder as she was brought steadily closer to breaking point. Her moans gave way to grunts as Elsa used a thigh to generate greater pressure against her swollen vulva, creating harder and deeper thrusts. She could feel the muscles in Elsa's back flexing with each motion, watching through half-lidded eyes as Elsa panted lightly from the exertion.
So close.
In her haze of euphoria, the sound of knuckles rapping sharply against the door to their chambers cut through like a whip. Had it been any other time, Anna would have been startled but she was too far gone to care at the moment.
"Your Majesty? Princess Anna?" Kai's muffled voice filtered through the door.
Elsa clapped her free hand over Anna's mouth, stifling out any sound her lover might make as she picked up her pace. Each time she plunged her finger into Anna, she grinded the heel of her palm against Anna's throbbing clitoris. She heard Anna sucked in a deep breath and holding it, recognising it as a sign that Anna was close. With a final thrust, she curled her finger, pressing against a rough pad deep within Ann as she applied similar pressure against Anna's clitoris.
Anna tensed, clutching a handful of platinum hair in one fist while her nails dug into Elsa's back. She clamped her thighs together, her hips pushing down against Elsa's thigh as wave after wave of pleasure sent her body jerking sporadically. Her loud cries as she achieved her most intense orgasm were muffled by Elsa's hand over her mouth.
Elsa deliberately withdrew her hand a fraction of an inch before plunging in deeper, causing Anna to writhe beneath her. She could feel Anna's inner walls clenching around her in another orgasm, pulsating even, or perhaps that was her heart pounding from the arousal of watching Anna come undone.
"Your Majesty?" Kai called out again.
"What is it?" Elsa called back nonchalantly as if she had just been interrupted while reading a book and not bringing her wife to a sexual high.
"Some of the advisors have requested an audience. Shall I schedule them for another day?" Kai asked; his voice distorted through the wood.
"Yes. That would be ideal." Elsa replied, lifting her hand from Anna's mouth giving her lover a quick kiss as she recovered.
"I'll see to it right away, Your Majesty."
"Oh, and Kai?"
"Yes, Your Majesty?"
"Could you have the kitchen send up something light for brunch? I'm afraid Princess Anna has taken ill from partaking in a little too much chocolate." Elsa grinned down impishly at Anna who promptly swatted her arm.
"Certainly, Your Majesty." A pause. "Shall I send for the royal physician?" Kai added in concern.
"That will not be unnecessary. You know how stubborn Anna is." Elsa replied, barely able to stifle her chuckles at the indignant glare Anna was giving her.
"Very well, Queen Elsa. I'll have the kitchen bring up some food shortly. Please send Princess Anna my regards."
Anna waited until the sound of Kai's footsteps faded down the hallway before rounding on Elsa. Quirking an eyebrow, she regarded the amused blonde through narrowed eyes.
"Skiving on your first day, Queen Elsa?" She asked, putting on her sternest tone.
"Duty to my wife before the kingdom, wouldn't you say?" Elsa replied smoothly.
"Mmm. Can't argue with that." Anna pulled Elsa down into a heated kiss.
A/N:
The longest chapter in this fic and its all smut. Speaks volumes about what kinda writer I am eh...
Well, enjoy it while you can. We'll be back to the actual story in the next chapter.
Till then!
- smiggers