AN: yo this chapter is why this fic is rated M (now you see why I had to upload these at the same time right?)

Chapter 24

Anna didn't even hear the hotel door slam. She was too preoccupied with making sure her lips never left Kristoff's. She walked backwards further into her room and started unbuttoning his suit vest and dress shirt, his jacket nowhere to be found. Once the buttons were free, she pushed the clothing down his arms and he pulled them the rest of the way off his hands. Anna pulled away roughly, putting three feet of space between them. She wanted to look at him, his body and all his hard work he had put in. He had always been fit but now, his muscles peaked and dipped over his form, twitching with each ragged breath he took. Those muscles spoke of all the long hours and late nights he put it. They spoke of his failures and his accomplishments and the achievement of his dream. This was why she sacrificed their relationship. And it had been worth it.

She half expected him to make a teasing jab at her inspection of his body. But when she looked into his eyes, she saw emotions she hadn't expected: fear, sorrow, desperation. This was also the cause of her ending their relationship. Kristoff thought she was retreating. She wanted to chase those feelings away. Reaching to the zipper under her arm, Anna pulled it down and let the dress fall to the ground, the only fabric covering her now being the skin-tone, lace underwear. Kristoff let a sigh of relief out through his nose. Anna stared at his face, happy to see him admiring her now. When he looked back into her eyes, Anna was glad to see the previous emotions replaced with something fiery. Without warning, they both stepped towards each other and came together in a crashing of lips and clawing of hands.

Anna unbuttoned his suit pants and pushed them as far down his legs she could without breaking their kiss. He assisted her with kicking them the rest of the way off. She felt more than saw Kristoff's hard length straining against his black boxer briefs. Her nimble hand gripped him over his underwear and the groan was instant from Kristoff's throat. His large hands gripped the curve of Anna's rear, clearly trying to restrain himself.

Anna pushed him back to fall on the bed. His eyes shot open, not expecting that. "Tell me you have a condom."

"Right, back pocket." Referring to his suit pants. Anna reached down and easily found the three condoms still attached in a strip.

"Presumptuous of you." Usually it would be a teasing tone, but lust was clouding Anna's brain and the words came out far hotter than she expected.

"A man can dream." Kristoff returned, matching her heat.

Still standing at the end of the bed, Anna raised a brow at the fabric still covering him. He understood and placed his feet flat on the bed to help lift his hips up to slide the garment down. There was an audible snap as Kristoff's erection was released. He used his feet to push farther up on the bed and leaned up on his elbows to watch Anna. He didn't recognize the dark look in her eyes but he stayed silent, watching her every move. Slowly, painfully, she lowered her lace underwear to the floor and stood before Kristoff bare. His gut clenched and Anna couldn't help but admire the muscles flexing all down his body. She lifted one knee to the bed, between his spread legs and crawled her way up his body. Her hands slid on his legs to his thighs and rested on the crease of his hips. Kristoff's breathing became shallow as he watched her head dip down. He strained to keep his eyes on her but when he felt her tongue slide up the underside of his shaft, his head went skyward. Then she took him entirely in her mouth. It was so warm and wet and he tried his best to keep his hips planted on the bed. Before he could get lost in the moment, her mouth was gone and was replaced with the cool texture of the condom.

Anna looked back up at Kristoff when he grabbed her bicep and pulled her up to meet him. He kissed her once but then pulled her farther up to straddle his chest. Then he laid flat on the bed and positioned his head between her legs. She quickly caught onto what he was doing and gripped the headboard in anticipation.

Kristoff softly bit Anna's thigh and looked up at her above him. Her body was strong but still held the softness he had always loved. Her auburn hair was longer than he had ever seen it and it fell over her chest of loose curls, framing her breasts delicately. He moved his mouth closer to her core and felt her legs twitch. His fingers drew lazy patterns down the outsides of her hips, her back and her rear. When his tongue finally connected with Anna's sensitive bundle he heard the beautiful sound of her moan deep in her throat. He flattened his tongue and stroked wide arcs across the nub until her head fell back and the headboard was creaking with the pressure of her hands. He wanted to make it last for her but he could tell she was already close. Using the tip of his tongue, he swiped back and forth with more pressure and was met with Anna grinding down on him, whispering affirmations. Knowing how to push her over the edge, Kristoff slid a finger into her. His length twitched as the sound of her pleasured gasps coming from above him. He curled his finger once, twice—tongue never stopping—and then she was clenching every muscle in her body. He didn't stop until she quickly pulled away from him, her orgasm becoming too much.

Anna slid her body down to rest on top of his, her breathing nowhere near back to normal. Kristoff wiped the evidence of her enjoyment from his chin and smirked at her sated expression. But before he could say anything, Anna placed her hands on both sides of Kristoff's head and slid her dripping core down onto his hardened length. Kristoff's eyes slammed shut and he inhaled a sharp breath through his nose. God he had forgotten how good she felt. They both were frozen in the moment, reveling in the feeling of the reunion. But then Anna moved. Her hands laid flat on Kristoff's chest and she sat up, changing the internal angle for them both. He felt her clench as she was still recovering from her orgasm. His large hands gripped her waist, his thumbs fitting perfectly against her hip bones. He waited for her to make the first movement, he would sit like this all night if that's what she wanted.

Anna's hands pressed down on his chest to leverage herself upwards only to slowly fall back down on him. He filled her to the hilt and she squirmed on top of him trying to get accustomed to the feeling. She repeated her slow movements until they became agonizing. Kristoff's grip was bruisingly strong but she didn't care. She wanted his mark on her forever. Anna felt Kristoff help her by lifting her off his member and slamming her back down, the added pressure sending shockwaves down her spine. Curses fell from her lips in whispers and moans and she could feel the familiar tightening in her groin again. Her legs burned and Kristoff hit the particularly pleasurable spot deep inside her and her movements faltered.

Kristoff loved Anna above him. She looked so strong and fierce and beautiful. Her breasts bouncing with each thrust, a single bead of sweat ran down the center of her chest and he just wanted to taste it. In a swift motion, he sat up, placed one hand on the bed next to him, gripped her back with the other and flipped their positions, never breaking their connection. From the sound of Anna's moans, she appreciated the maneuver. Her nails dug into Kristoff's shoulders as he quickened his pace, the coiling in Anna's stomach almost unbearable.

"I'm- I'm clo- ssse." She panted out. Kristoff moved his right hand to her stomach, his thumb fitting between them to rub tight circles over her clit. Anna cursed loudly at that and was pushed over the edge moments later. She saw nothing but white behind her eyes as she tightened around Kristoff and then he too was spasming above her.

His body collapsed on top of hers but he rolled them expertly to their sides. Anna was basking in the afterglow that she didn't even notice Kristoff get up to take care of the condom.

When Kristoff returned to the bed Anna had finally recovered from their activities. He had his underwear back on and pulled Anna on top of him. They were quiet for a long time, both just breathing and feeling the other around them. Kristoff's fingers drew endless swirls down Anna's bareback.

"Were you…" Kristoff looked down at her voice as she rested on his chest, "Were you with anyone else?" Anna couldn't look into his eyes, too ashamed for wanting to know the answer.

His body tensed and his soft swirls turned into a squeezing grip, "Oh my god, Anna, of course not!" His hands moved to her biceps to reaffirm his words and make her look into his eyes.

"I mean you had every right to be!" The volume of her voice was too loud.

"You're insane." Kristoff moved some of her curls behind her shoulder, "Do you know how much torture is it to have an ex without any social media? I had to watch the archived streams of your games just so I could see you. I swear we're making you an instagram." Kristoff mumbled the last part begrudgingly.

Anna didn't even try to hide her smile, "Do you think they'll give me a blue check mark?" Anna teased.

"It might take a few thousand followers but I'm sure we can get you by the end of the month." Kristoff jabbed back. "So, I think I know the answer but I guess I should ask just the same but...were you with anybody else?"

"What do you mean you 'think you know the answer'?" Anna's voice tightened and her stomach dropped. Did he think she met someone else in the last year?

"I saw the video of you. From Opening Day."

Oh. Oh. Well now was the time to be honest. "No, I wasn't with anyone else. I wasn't interested in meeting someone new. I wasn't...ready. But that was my own fault I guess. I never got over you. I watched your games and tracked your stats and looked at your Instagram. I did my best not to during my season. I wanted to be focused but…" Anna didn't finish her thought, "I told myself after I left Arendelle I would try and heal. Try to move on for good. But I had to be at that game. I would have always regretted it if I missed it."

Kristoff tangled his hand in Anna's hair and looked deep into her bright eyes, "You have no idea how badly I wanted you there. I typed out and deleted a thousand different text messages. But I didn't want to put you in that position if you had moved on. I think it would have hurt worse to be rejected by you than to never ask in the first place. And then, when my mom sent me the video of you in my jersey...That's when I knew, I knew I wanted you wearing that name for the rest of your life."

Anna's sharply inhaled through her nose. His amber eyes were glowing, "Kristoff-"

His lips quirked in a restrained smirk, "This isn't me officially asking. But I'm going to. Just know that."

Anna gave him a watery smile, "Ok."

Well I think I'm going to write an epilogue but this story is definitely wrapping up!