Author: My first smut challenge! Thank you ariddletobesolved for the prompt! Some fluff as well.
It was the most perfect evening.
Jackson and Elsa Overland had spent their one-year wedding anniversary exploring the ice caves just outside of Arendelle. The green waves of the aurora borealis danced above them as they neared the entrance of the cave once more, having seen everything they could and playing with their magic along the way, creating beautiful frost patterns and ice sculptures.
But most of all, it was time for themselves with nobody else. No guards following them, no parents to tease them, no court duties weighing down on their shoulders. Just them.
It was kiss after kiss, their lips brushing the others tenderly as their hands smoothed over each other's hair, faces, and shoulders. Elsa was perched on Jack's lap, having found an alcove to nestle in before they made their way back home. Even though the cold couldn't touch them, they were sure their kisses could keep them warm more than any roaring fire could.
Elsa pressed her cheek into Jack's chest as she admired the aurora. "Isn't it so beautiful?"
Jack was still kissing the top of her head, too busy to answer. He played with her unbound hair, making long strokes down her back. "Mhm." He hummed, not really knowing what she said. Elsa reached up and pushed some of his bangs out of his eyes. She was certain she could stay in that cave, in Jack's arms, forever. He took the hand that was weaving through his hair and kissed her knuckles.
Elsa smirked, "Somebody's affectionate tonight."
He grinned back, "It's our anniversary. Shouldn't we be getting home so we can..." he kissed her forehead, "get to..." her nose, "the rest of our celebration?" and her lips.
Elsa understood just what he meant, "Oh, I see. I was wondering what that hard rock I was sitting on was."
Jack blushed, feeling caught. He still managed a laugh, "Well, at least you noticed."
"It's just... the view from here is too magnificent to miss out on, don't you think?"
Jack grimaced, "We see this pretty much every year. We can come back tomorrow night if you want."
"No... I think we should stay a little longer." Elsa slid off of his lap, leaving Jack pouting like a sad, whimpering dog, though he didn't let her see. He'd figured he would have to hold off until the walk home anyway, but the heat inside of him wouldn't allow him to ignore his throbbing arousal.
Elsa knew that because men weren't good at picking up on signals no matter how intelligent they were, she'd have to make it a little clearer for him. "You know... this is a nice place to go to whenever we want privacy. And we could always block off the entrance with our powers if we wanted to."
She got a snort out of Jack, "Rather rude of you to keep the public away from such a beautiful spot."
"I think we deserve it. As princess and prince... consort, we can make it our royal decree."
Jack stood up, "If that's what the princess wants." He took her hands, "Is there anything else she might like on this fine night?" He played along, hoping he was on the right track. Elsa had been much more flirty than usual, but at the same time, on edge, like something wanted to spill out of her mouth, but she herself didn't know what it was.
Jack's thoughts were silenced when Elsa answered with a passionate kiss. He supposed he couldn't argue with what the princess wanted. He was only her consort, after all. And he owed her a real anniversary gift anyway since flowers and chocolates weren't enough in his book.
She was pushing against his chest until his back was pressed to the cave wall, her characteristic boldness was something that always sent a wanting shiver down Jack's spine. How confident she was, how she always knew what she wanted, and here he was still worrying if he could give it to her a year after their wedding.
Somehow, he always managed to satisfy, and Elsa's own prowess was above and beyond what anyone would expect.
He took her into his arms as the kiss lingered on, Elsa shrugged out of her shawl, letting it fall to the floor as she reached behind herself to unlace her dress.
Jack broke the kiss, lips barely touching, "Are you sure? Right now?"
Elsa whispered, "I'm positive. I want you. I want you now."
Jack was more than happy to comply and he threw off his own jacket, hastily working on unbuttoning his shirt. He was hungry for her, and he couldn't stand the wait anymore. Elsa stepped out of her dress and removed the shift underneath that was the only thing left covering her nudity.
Jack's trousers were still on, he hadn't even gotten to unlacing the bindings, but he saw her snow-white skin bathed in the light of the reflective ice and green and blue waves and couldn't hold back from diving into her. He kissed her perked breasts, ran his tongue over one of her rosy nipples as he traced his fingers down the crevice of her breast. As he suckled her nipple, a small, enchanting gasp escaped Elsa's lips and let it be known that she too was losing patience. Heat was pooling between her legs.
"Jack, I want you to kiss me there."
He knew what that meant. He let his hands glide down her body as he went to his knees, "Getting there." He sighed, realizing once again just how sacred her pleasure was to him, how she trusted him with parts of her body known only to her and himself. It was his gift.
His tongue broke between her folds and he gave her a lengthy lick, his hands holding her milky thighs. A moan escaped her lips that time, and it sent a pleasurable tremor straight to his dick. He let out a small gasp and went in for another, her voice having magic of its own. Small moans bubbled out of her throat as he continued, her fingers grasping onto his locks, messing them up even more than the wind already had. "Jack, this is—" She was cut off by another exhale of euphoria.
Jack pulled away and looked up at her; he had such an earnesty in his eyes that always made her weak, even when they had their arguments. He kissed her groin once more, steadily rising to his feet as he dragged his lips across her body. He kissed her shoulder and whispered into her ear, maddened by the wait. "I want to come in you."
"Then do it." She dared. Ironically, she was the one finishing unlacing his pants and letting them fall from his hips. He started to rut against her hungrily, wanting to see if he could hold out for as long as she could. His penis throbbed achingly to be inside her with every small exchange it made with her wetness, knowing that what was inside was far more preferable than this little game he was playing.
"Oh God, Elsa—" She hushed Jack with another kiss. As they held each other, Jack gave her buttocks a firm squeeze, making her shudder. Two could play that game, she did just the same to him, only she let her hand methodically come between his legs so she could grip his balls. It was a battle that Jack was losing at that point. A wave of delirium went straight to his head, one that made him relinquish all control.
"Fuck me." She bid.
Jack positioned himself and slid inside of her with a near-wail of relief. She was so warm and tight every time. He thrusted in and out, nearing closer to his climax as he contemplated her sweet, ethereal beauty. How was it that he was so lucky? How did it get to be that she was all his?
How did she get so lucky to fall in love with a man who loved her so faithfully? That was dedicated to her and her happiness? Sometimes Elsa still wondered if he was an angel sent to watch over her. To heal her loneliness.
"Jack, I love you." She whimpered, "I loved you the moment I met you!"
"Elsa," Jack moaned as he gripped her skin, "I love you more than anything. I—I'm about to come!"
"Do it! Come inside me!"
"I—I'm coming!" He was overwhelmed by her heat and his own ecstasy. He spilled into her with blissful sounds and full-body tremors that made the world go blurry. He managed a few, slow, weak thrusts as he spilled the last of his vigor into her. "Ahh... hah..." He chased his breath as Elsa held him in her arms and stroked his hair. Both were content to stay there all night, since it's not like the elements could harm them, but Elsa knew Jack might need a bed to lie down in after she delivered one final piece.
"Jack," she lifted his chin.
He had a small smile on his lips, "Yeah?"
"There's... Something I've got to tell you."
Jack knelt down and started to pull on his pants, "What is it?" He still sounded heavenly, letting the embers of afterglow swim through him.
Elsa herself began to redress while struggling with her statement, "I... recently found out something you might want to know."
He assumed she was talking politics. "Something about the court?"
"No, no. Um..." She stood up to her full height, trying to get her dress laced up.
"Here." Jack came over and assisted her; this wasn't the first time he'd had to help fix her back up.
Elsa found her nerves settling now that she wasn't facing him. She took a deep breath, trying to deliver the message in a meaningful way, "Jack... I... I'm pregnant."
There was silence. Even Jack's hands stopped moving. She wished she could see his face to at least gauge how he might feel. Elsa herself was still processing it. There was a moment before Jack found his voice again, "Y—You're... We're..."
"We're gonna have a baby." Her voice was stiff with nerves.
Jack let go of her laces, another stunned beat went by. His voice was riddled with disbelief, "We're gonna..." Elsa slowly turned around, "...have... a baby?" And saw his face light up as bright as the aurora was above them. Jack couldn't contain himself, he leaped for joy. Snow exploded all over the cave. Elsa relaxed and began to laugh with him. Then he lunged towards Elsa for the tightest hug she'd felt him give her.
Relief and joy overcame Elsa and she hugged him back. "I was so afraid to tell you."
"Why? This is great!" He grabbed both their shawls, "We have to tell everyone! My mom, Sophie, your parents, the staff! We're gonna tell them that we're gonna be a mother and fa—" Jack suddenly halted.
Elsa raised a brow, "Jack?"
"Elsa, I think I need to sit down."
"That might be a good idea."
Elsa sat him down before he could collapse onto the hard, stone floor.