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"So," Anna whispered against Elsa's lips as they parted several minutes later. "What happened to that whole dominant Ice Queen routine you were trying for?" She pulled back farther, unable to hide the playful smile teasing at her lips.
Elsa, for her part, flushed a deep red as she attempted to avert bashful gaze. Gods she's adorable when she's embarrassed, Anna couldn't help but think. Elsa murmured something that Anna couldn't quite hear so she leaned up on her elbow as she took her sister's chin in her fingers, drawing the older woman's gaze up to meet hers. "What was that?" she asked patiently.
Still holding quite the attractive flush to her cheeks, Elsa sighed exasperatedly. "I don't know," she grumbled. "I just...everything you were doing felt so amazing, I just wanted more and more and you...gods I wanted to beg you for it." That seemed to be all she could handle admitting as she buried her face behind her hands as she let out a quiet squeal of frustration. Anna found the whole thing hilarious as she devolved into a fit of giggles at her sister's flustered state.
This only seemed to make her sister's humiliation worse, the Queen turning onto her side facing away from Anna with a huff, exchanging her hands for her pillow as she attempted to hide herself away. The Princess let her mirth die down as she grasped her sister's shoulder, pulling her onto her back with minimal resistance, which told the redhead her sister wasn't as upset as she was putting on.
Snatching the pillow away with a quick jerk, Anna smiled as she received the most adorable pout she'd ever had the pleasure of witnessing. Biting her lip to keep from letting loose another peel of laughter, Anna leaned down to gently kiss her sister's pursed lips. "I think perhaps you don't like being in charge as much as you think you do," she commented teasingly.
Elsa's brow furrowed at that. "Anna, I'm the Queen. I'm always in charge."
And maybe it was the casual way it was said, but a thought occurred to Anna then, and with it came a dawning wave of realization. It was such a simple concept, yet it opened the door to positively devious possibilities. Elsa was always in charge. She was always the Queen. But what if she wasn't? What if, for one night, she got to hang up the crown and be made to...obey?
Anna felt her entire body flush at the prospect and she found herself biting her lip for an entirely different reason, her thus far ignored needs flaring to life with a vengeance. Elsa must have noticed the change in her sister because her gaze turned from fiercely mortified to curious in a matter of moments. Anna placed another quick kiss to her lips before silencing her with a finger. "Can I say something crazy?"
Elsa wasn't quite finished rolling her eyes as she gave the obligatory answer: "I love crazy!"
Anna smiled at her sister's accommodating nature. She'd told Elsa all about the silly little things she'd talked with Hans about that night. Even though his betrayal still hurt, she couldn't quite let herself linger over it when she had her sister back in her life. The fact that Elsa was so willing to repeat those pathetic lines made a horrible memory into something beautiful. I only hope this does the same for her.
Smiling lovingly down at her still very-naked goddess of a sister, Anna began trailing her finger tips down that glorious body of hers, starting at the base of her neck until she reached her navel where she simply circled her bellybutton. "You're right, ya know." Elsa just gave her an arched-brow stare, prompting her to continue. "You are the Queen. All the time, you are the absolute ruler of these lands. With a snap of your fingers, you could have the masses bowing down at your feet." She paused, watching her sister's brows furrow, her lips curling slightly as she obviously thought of just such an occurrence. "But," she jumped in quickly, "What if you weren't?"
Elsa's brows rose into her hairline, attempting to sit up only to have Anna's hand press heavily against her breastbone. "A-Anna? What are you going on about? I can't just not be the Queen." There was a spark of worry in her voice and in the heavy look in her eyes.
Smiling, hoping to relax her sister, she began to once again trace patterns across her chest, glancing off the sides of her breasts without actually directly stimulating them. Slowly, the elder sister's breathing began to slow as she once again relaxed under Anna's attentive touch. "No, I suppose you can't just not be the Queen. Not out there." She paused for affect, noting that Elsa's curiosity from earlier had returned the more she relaxed. "But in here," she gestured around the room with her free hand, the moonlight still streaming in through the curtains illuminating their space perfectly for their nightly revelry.
Anna sat up and, with cautious movements, shifted her legs until she was sitting astride Elsa's hips, the position bringing her own neglected core into contact with her sister's abdomen, drawing a groan from her before she locked her own needs away...for now. "What I'm proposing, dear sister," she continued, strengthening her voice as she gave Elsa the most heated look she could muster, "is for just one night, you give up your crown. No more Queen of Arendelle, no more 'Your Majesty.' For tonight, you give up your power and let the next in line take on your burdens."
To complete her whole speech, she leaned to the side only to sit back up, the Crown of Arendelle in her hands. "Tonight, I want you to let go of all of that uptight control you have to foster in front of your subjects. Tonight, give your control to me and let me be your Queen. Just for tonight."
Anna watched in fascination as Elsa's eyes widened with each sentence she uttered, her breathing increasing steadily until she was panting, eyes locked onto the crown held aloft in the Princess's hands. She could practically see the wheels turning in that magnificent brain of hers, yet she knew the moment she began to fight her desires when those blonde brows began to furrow once again with worry.
"Anna...I can't," she whispered, pain lacing her words as her gaze finally lifted to meet Anna's. There was fear there, warring with desire and some intrinsic need that Anna could read easily enough. Elsa wanted this, she needed it, but she was terrified. And Anna could guess why.
"You're afraid of losing control," she whispered, her sister blinking several times as moisture began to collect at the edges of her eyes.
"Yes," she breathed, her voice thin with barely controlled tears. "Every time I've ever let go of my control, you've been hurt. Anna, I almost killed you when we were just kids. I did kill you not a week ago!" Now her tears were falling, and Anna wanted to kick herself for inadvertently being the cause of them.
But instead of relenting, Anna stood firm as she straightened her back. "What happened when we were kids was a terrible accident, Elsa." She laid the crown to her side before cupping her sister's wet cheeks gently in her hands. "What happened a week ago was no less of an accident. But more than both of those times, do you know what we have now that we didn't have then?"
Elsa sniffled as she shook her head. "True Love," Anna replied with a bright smile, pouring her own confidence into the kiss she pressed into Elsa's firmly pursed lips. Slowly, hesitantly, Elsa responded to the kiss, allowing Anna to lead her in a dance that was becoming both familiar and enticing in its ease. She pulled back moments later, Elsa's own lips following hers, reluctant to part. "A love so pure and powerful that it broke the curse on my frozen heart. True Love, Elsa."
Still, Elsa looked hesitant, though nowhere near as much as before. Anna knew it was going to take more to convince her sister. Elsa was intelligent, a veritable genius amongst their family. Words weren't going to convince her, so Anna decided to do what she was best at. Action.
Anna settled her face into impassivity, once again straightening her back as she stared down at her sister with one brow raised imperiously. "Elsa, Queen of Arendelle, first of your name. I, Anna, Crown Princess of Arendelle, first of my name, do hereby demand your compliance of my every order, from this moment until the sun returns to the sky." She took a deep breath and leaned down, hand grasping at her sister's exposed throat, pressing in on the sides of her neck for barely a second before forcing her sister to meet her gaze. "Consider my demand...carefully." She punctuated that last part with another brief squeeze of her fingers.
At first, Elsa looked positively livid. But, as Anna's fingers began to press in on her throat, a wet gasp escaped her lips as she flushed deeply. The Queen ran through quite a few emotions in the span of a few seconds as Anna kept up her steely demeanor, desire most prevalent which eventually won out over fear and anger. She looked up at Anna beseechingly, her gaze holding such want, such need, yet she was still scared.
"M-My powers, Anna," Elsa eventually whispered piteously. Anna actually paused to consider this, seeing as this was an obstacle that was preventing them both from achieving what they knew they truly wanted.
But then Anna knew exactly how she would gain her sister's compliance. Smiling, Anna removed her hand from her sister's throat to gently brushed the backs of her knuckles down Elsa's cheek. "Give them to me, my sister." Elsa gave her a confused look, tempered by her ever-increasing desire. "Your powers are a part of you. I want to own every part of you this night. So give them to me. When I command it, you will use your powers as I see fit. You will not use them otherwise, is that understood?" She raked her nails down the cheek she had just been caressing, allowing the dominance inside of her yearning to be unleashed to shine through her desirous gaze.
Elsa stared up at Anna for the longest moment. A light began to dawn in her sister's gaze as she realized what Anna was asking of her. Full surrender. Everything that she was; her crown, her will, her powers. She could let go of it all and trust in Anna to keep her under control. Under Anna's complete control. The Princess saw it, the moment her sister decided to give in, to trust in her little sister to do with her as she pleased.
Elsa's body went pliant beneath Anna, a small, accepting smile creasing her otherwise placid features. She tried to give Anna a small nod, but that had Anna shaking her own head in response. "Speak it, Elsa. Make it real, mean it. And all that you desire will be yours."
Elsa swallowed hard before her voice, quiet and demure, broke past trembling lips. "I, Elsa, Queen of Arendelle, bequeath to you, Anna, Crown Princess of Arendelle, all that I am. My titles, my lands, my very being. The powers that flow through my very veins, they are yours to do with as you wish." She blinked several times as her body seemed to deflate, a weight lifting from the former Queen as she gave the most spectacular, sincere smile Anna had seen cross her lips. "I am yours, Anna."
Anna had to swallow past the sudden lump in her throat as she got to witness the true majesty of her sister, fully released and empty of her burdens for the first time ever. She had thought that the sight of her sister in her ice palace was the pinnacle of Elsa's rebirth, but this-this was freedom incarnate. Anna wasn't certain she was worthy of such all-encompassing devotion, but she was sure as hell going to make the most of this. Not just for her sister, but for herself as well. They both needed this, and she would take up this mantle gladly.
Schooling her features into neutrality, Anna once again reclaimed the crown from her side. She stood from her position astride Elsa's body, moving to the floor, standing upright beside the bed. Snapping her fingers, she pointed to the edge of the bed. The speed with which Elsa complied was almost astonishing, even to the former Queen herself it would seem, judging by the embarrassed yet aroused flush that tinted her cheeks.
Elsa was sitting up on her knees, balanced on the edge of the bed with her hands laced in front of her. "Then, dear Elsa, former Queen of Arendelle, you shall be the one to christen me." She forced the crown into Elsa's waiting hands, lowering her head for the older woman to comply.
Hands shaking, Elsa slowly brought what was once her own symbol of authority up until her hands hovered above Anna's head. "My dear, sweet sister. I crown you this night, Queen Anna, from this night forward until dawn breaks upon the morrow. I am but your humble subject to do with as you will." Then the crown was nestled into Anna's hair, icy pins appearing to securing the royal tiara into place atop the former Princess's head.
Elsa's head bowed, her hands once against laced in front of her in submission. Anna couldn't lie, the power she felt in that moment was far more intoxicating than she had ever realized it would be. Not for the crown or any such power it possessed. No, what truly fascinated her and bewildered her was the absolute control she had just been given over quite possibly the most powerful woman the world had ever known.
Smiling softly, Anna's hand rose to grasp her sister's chin, lifting it until the blonde's gaze was level with her own. "Tonight, I want you to acknowledge only three words, understood?"
"Three words, Your Majesty?" Elsa questioned curiously, blinking several times as she seemed to find difficulty in continuing to meet Anna's gaze.
Anna's smile was tremulous for a few brief moments before she squared her features once again. Being addressed by such a moniker by its rightful owner was quite a head rush, to be certain. "Yes," Anna continued, allowing her fingers to brush down the front of Elsa's bare chest. "Three words, and you will act accordingly to each one." She removed her hand from her sister's delectably soft skin, smirking as Elsa swayed forward momentarily as she naturally sought her Queen's touch. "The first word: Ice. When I speak this word, you will instantly freeze whatever I am touching. Am I understood?"
Elsa's brow furrowed momentarily before clearing, a genteel smile gracing her lips. "Yes, Your Majesty."
Anna had to force the proud smile not to curl her lips, keen on establishing their roles firmly before this progressed. "Good girl," she replied, earning a broadening of Elsa's smile. "Second word: release. When I speak this word, you will release whatever I am touching that has been previously frozen. Do you understand these words I have dictated to you?"
Elsa nodded her head, gaze downcast as she blinked several times. It would seem she was slowly coming to an understanding of just how Anna planned to control her powers, her submissive manner reflecting her willing participation. "Yes, Your Majesty."
"Good." Anna reached out with her palm pressed flat against Elsa's breastbone. With a light shove, she guided Elsa slowly onto her back, the blonde staring up into the rafters when she was given no further orders. "Third: Corona. This word belongs to you, Elsa of Arendelle. If at any time before the sun rises you find yourself unable to continue in the roles we have taken, you need but speak this word. At that moment, I will remove the Crown of Arendelle and all previous proclamations shall be null and void. Is that understood?"
Elsa's eyes widened at that, no doubt realizing that her sister had handed her what equated to an 'out.' She would be allowed to break from their roles of dominant and submissive, releasing whatever hold Anna had over her. Slowly her gentle smile returned to those perfect ruby-tinted lips. "I understand, Your Majesty."
Taking a deep, fortifying breath, Anna snapped her fingers, pointing to the head of the bed. "Lay head to foot in the bed." Elsa immediately began to shift until her head was resting against the pillows, hands clasped idly over her abdomen. "This won't do at all," Anna commented casually, reaching out to snatch the pillows out from under her sister's head, tossing them aside without thought before returning her attention to the wondrous body bare before her.
"Better," she muttered, as if to herself, before she reached out and swatted her sister's hands apart with the back of her hand. "Hands above your head. Grasp the bars of the headboard." She kept her voice firm yet casual, not yet ready to relent to the growing heat building up inside of her own core. It was time to test Elsa's dedication to the course. Once Elsa had complied, Anna tapped each wrist with her fingertips, keeping her voice firm as she commanded, "Ice."
Almost before she'd even finished the word, tendrils of ice had begun to form around the older woman's wrists, twisting and unfurling like flowering blossoms until both of her hands were encased in vine-like cages of ice, binding her hands to the posts they were grasping.
"Now," Anna began, voice holding far more command than she'd ever thought possible, "from this moment forward I do not wish to hear you speak unless spoken to, understood?"
Elsa pursed her lips, lowering her gaze hesitantly to Anna's, a look of uncertainty crossing her face quite adorably. Nodding, Anna gestured, "I asked you a question, pet, and I expect an answer." To punctuate her point, Anna began dragging her nails slowly but forcefully down the center of the former Queen's chest, leave dark red welts in their wake across the woman's porcelain skin.
Elsa gasped, her chest rising up into the painful sensation rather than shying away. "Y-yes, my Queen, I understand."
Further words would have cheapened the experience, so Anna decided to give her sister a reward for answering properly. With deliberate movements, Anna returned both of her hands to Elsa's chest, roughly grasping at the erect tips and twisting them just so. She had an inkling from their previous time together that Elsa enjoyed pain with her pleasure and Anna was more than willing to tempt those boundaries.
Just as she suspected, Elsa's body arched into the rough touch, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip in an attempt to stifle the sounds of pleasure that seemed to be on the tip of her tongue. Curious as to how far she could push the blonde beauty, the newly christened Queen leaned down to take one of Elsa's nipples between her lips, suckling gently at first, before slowly increasing the pressure.
The sound of her sister's panting breaths, as well as the choked noises of her pleasure, was enough to create an inferno of heat slickening Anna's already neglected core. But still she refused her own needs for the time being. She could wait, taking her satisfaction secondhand while worshipping her sister's body.
Switching to Elsa's neglected nipple, Anna drew the taut peak between her teeth and slowly bit down. Without stopping, she increased the pressure rapidly until Elsa finally let out a wet gasp, the sound cutting off to be replaced by a lustful groan. Yet not once did she complain or break character, willingly submitting to Anna's rough treatment of her sensitive breasts.
Anna's thighs clenched together to stimmy her ever-increasing arousal. Smirking, Anna was slowly coming to the realization that her sister was a bit of a masochist. Wanting to see just how far Elsa could go, Anna leaned back and paused in her attentions. The pathetic whine that came from Elsa's bobbing throat was cut off quickly as the former Queen lifted her head hesitantly to meet Anna's heated gaze.
Holding Elsa's darkened eyes, Anna reached out and pinched both of the blonde's nipples once before releasing them. "Ice," she murmured deliberately. She was curious how Elsa would manifest her current directive, but she didn't have to wait long.
Twin pincers of ice took shape around Elsa's tight, erect tips. Anna was surprised when the tiny manacles took on the shape of pins similar to the ones Anna had observed their servants using to hang up wet clothing to dry. Elsa's now-constant panting was only interrupted by interspersed squeals of pain mixed with gratuitous moans that Elsa couldn't seem to hold back. That was fine by Anna, she wanted-no, she needed to hear her sister's pleasurable sounds. Her only reason for ordering Elsa to silence was to see how long it took for her to break.
Not long, Anna thought gleefully, still training her features behind impassivity. She gave each of the pins an experimental squeeze, earning a pained yelp from her sister before a drawn out moan replaced it. Oh yes, this was exactly what Anna was hoping for.
"You know," Anna commented casually from her position beside the bed, sinking down to sit idly by her sister's prone form. "You seem to be enjoying yourself quite a bit. One would think you've been wanting this for quite some time." She paused just long enough to trail the tips of her fingers down the center of Elsa's body, coming to a stop just above her neatly trimmed womanhood. Elsa's increased panting wasn't lost on Anna, though she purposefully ignored it for now. "I wonder just how long you've wanted this, hmm? To have your body bound and used. By your sister of all people."
Elsa's whimpered response drew Anna's gaze, only just barely catching sight of the guilt she attempted to hide. Anna paused again, this time in surprise. "Elsa? How long?" Elsa refused to meet Anna's questioning gaze, tears appearing at the edges of her eyes. Anna clenched her jaw, anger flaring up at her sister's disobedience.
Without missing a beat, Anna's hand reached into Elsa's hair, wrenching her head back at a painful angle. "What part of my question made you think your answer was negotiable?!"
Anna was honestly a little frightened by the anger that was filling her, but Elsa disrespecting their roles seemed to enraged her. Neither Elsa's eyes widening in a brief look of fear or the inevitable groan of pleasure were enough to dampen the feeling. "When I ask you a question, I expect a prompt response. I won't ask again."
Elsa quickly nodded, as much as the fist in her hair would allow. Not loosening her hold, Anna simply stared hard into the blonde's eyes, waiting. Elsa's throat bobbed as she swallowed before stuttering her response. "It-It feels like I've always wanted th-this with y-you."
Anna arched a brow. "And what is 'this', pray tell?" She needed Elsa to say it, to make it real for both of them. Her anger was rapidly fading in light of Elsa's confession.
Elsa hesitated, only to whimper as Anna's hand left her hair to flick one of the clamps still attached to her aching nipples. "T-To be with you in every way! To be loved and owned b-by my little sister!"
Anna practically launched herself at Elsa, her lips pressing almost frantically with her older sister's. It was a desperate burst of passion that led Anna to straddle Elsa's thighs without thought. They were both so worked up, and the pause to force Elsa's confession had not stemmied Anna's desire one bit. Hearing her words, knowing how Elsa had longed for Anna in the darkest ways for possibly years, it fed her ever-increasing need to completely dominate her sister.
Pulling away from Elsa's delectable lips, Anna struggled to control herself. "Such a naughty sister," she ground out between clenched teeth, finally allowing herself some relief as she began to rock her hips, dragging her drenched core up across her sister's abdomen. "Yearning for your own sister, for all these years. What filthy thoughts must linger in that beautiful head of yours."
Whether from her words or the slickness that was being spread across her bare stomach, Elsa released the most erotic groan Anna had yet to witness. It did nothing to diminish the heat pulsing from Anna's womanhood. She could feel herself growing impossibly wetter by the second, just thinking about the woman beneath her.
Elsa's positive reaction to Anna's words spurred her on. "I wonder how many times you've run those delicate hands across your body, wishing it was your sister's? How many times have you brought yourself to climax with my name on your lips?"
Elsa was practically writhing on the bed, she couldn't seem to keep still any longer despite Anna's weight pressing rhythmically down upon her. "Oh gods, so many times! You're all I've ever thought about, all I ever wanted! Please, my Queen, my Anna! I'm yours!"
With what was admittedly a Herculean effort, Anna forced her body to stop moving, panting as she once again denied herself release. "Yes," she growled, dragging her nails down Elsa's arms, leaving bright welts behind. "You are mine, my fallen Queen. And I think it's time I claim what belongs to me."
Without waiting for a response, Anna slid her body down Elsa's, forcibly parting her thighs so she could take up position between them. Elsa was still panting, little needy moans slipping past her perpetually parted lips as she stared at her Sovereign with glazed eyes. With a grin that was just this side of feral, Anna forced one of Elsa's legs up and onto her shoulder while she halfway straddled her other thigh. The resulting position worked out better than Anna had planned, their soaking cores pressing intimately together with the briefest of movements. Elsa practically shrieked her surprised pleasure as her back arched, her body trying to move closer while Anna simply held them together while refusing Elsa's needy advances.
Then, without warning, the young Queen began to rock her hips forward, the motion only just barely shifting their drenched lips together. Anna knew she had to pace herself, to draw this out as long as she could. She needed Elsa to understand that her pleasure belonged to Anna. And part of her felt herself justified for denying Elsa the completion she yearned for; after all, hadn't Elsa denied Anna her very presence for thirteen years?
Growling between clenched teeth, Anna began moving faster as she tried to drown out the hidden sorrow of her childhood. No, that time was over, and now...now she would claim what belonged to her. Elsa would never again deny Anna what she craved.
Panting, both in pleasure and exertion, Anna flicked each of Elsa's abused nipples in turn. "Release." Elsa's body convulsed as she immediately obeyed, her magic dissipating instantly. The resulting gasp was nearly drowned out by the following cry of pleasure as Anna shifted just so, bringing their clits into contact with each other with every motion of Anna's hips.
Anna knew she wouldn't be able to hold back much longer, and judging by her sister's nearly constant string of unintelligible words tumbling from the woman's lips, she knew Elsa was on the verge and had been for some time. Too bad, she thought with a touch of sadness. She didn't think she could draw this out any longer.
Reaching out, Anna caught Elsa be the hair, forcing her look up into her sister's forceful gaze. "Release, and cum for your Queen."
There was a brief pause as Elsa's body stilled beneath Anna even as the redhead's hips continued thrusting almost desperately. Then, like a cataclysmic event, Elsa began to tremble, her gaze turning distant as she fell inside of herself, her hands falling free as her magic faded completely. Anna barely had time to brace herself as Elsa jolted, her entire body snapping practically in half as she arched, a piercing scream tearing it's way past unwilling lips, the sound reverberating through Anna and pulling her over the edge as well.
Anna couldn't say which brought her more joy in that moment, bringing herself to orgasm against her sister's body, or bearing witness to the glory of Elsa completely unbound and unfettered, her eyes unseeing as she rose to a higher plane, all because of the pleasure Anna had given her. Either way, she couldn't take her eyes off of the ruined Queen, moving quickly from between Elsa's legs as the blonde first bloomed outward, then retracted as she fell limp, curling delicately into a tight ball.
Anna only just caught sight of the tears pouring down Elsa's cheeks as she wrapped herself around her vulnerable sister. She was half afraid she had gone too far, maybe pushed the former Queen too much. It was the interlacing of their fingers that brought Anna's budding panic to a standstill. The grip was weak, but the warmth and love she felt radiating from Elsa was enough to calm and soothe Anna's fears.
So it was with a fortifying of her will that Anna sat up in order to stare down at her derelict sister. "Oh Elsa," she murmured, tracing patterns up and down the woman's exposed back. "It's cute that you think I'm done with you."
The body beneath her hand stiffened, then slowly began to turn onto her back as the blonde hesitantly met her Queen's eyes. "N-No, Your Majesty?"
Anna's grin was positively devious as she met her sister's eyes, the sight of the slightly fearful yet intrigued look feeding Anna's newly discovered dominant side. "Oh no, my darling little subject," she reiterated, leaning forward as she rested her palms on either side of Elsa's head, enjoying the way her sister seemed to make herself smaller beneath the newly crowned Matriarch's intense gaze. "You see, I never told you that you could speak, yet I can remember someone quite clearly screaming my name just now."
The delicate flush that lit Elsa's cheeks was beautiful in her glorious embarrassment. "I-I'm sorry, Your Majesty!" she protested quietly, her shoulders raising in shame. "I can't seem to help myself when you take possession of my body."
Anna hummed as she paused to allow her eyes to trace over every delicate line of her sister's majestic beauty. This was a woman whom, from an early age, had to hide herself away from the world. She was never once allowed an indulgence of her own, and now that she was being worshiped, Anna could easily understand her lack of restraint.
Still, Anna had an image to uphold. "I think I have just the thing to remedy this situation." She lifted one of her hands and traced her fingertips across Elsa's full lips, taking a moment to enjoy the sensual tactile sensation before splitting the seam with a finger, "Ice."
Before the syllable had even left Anna's lips, tendrils of ice began to form over her sister's mouth. Anna was curious as to what form the ice would take, and she wasn't disappointed when she found Elsa's lips and teeth pried open by a solid ball of ice, intricately designed straps wrapping themselves around Elsa's head until the gag was fully in place.
It was quite the fetching sight, and Anna decided to tell the girl as much. "Wonderful, Elsa, your Queen is very pleased." Anna enjoyed the way Elsa's eyes seemed to light up with pleasure from that simple statement, and she was already thinking of other ways she could entice her sister's enjoyment out of this night while respecting their roles.
After all, they still had hours before daybreak, and Anna planned to make use of every second.
AN: Long overdue, and personally I feel it's no where near what you all deserve for your patience. But alas, I am going to call this story Complete! This was my first fic I ever tried to write for any fandom, and it will always hold a special place in my heart. Considering where I left this off, I might come back with a prologue at some point, but in my mind I want to let this be finished because this has been haunting me for years. I loved writing it and creating this story, but let's face it, I have had the worst updates ever. I've been writing this for years now and only just now finishing it.
That being said, I hope you all enjoyed the ride! I wasn't very confident with my ability to write smut at first, but I feel like this turned out well all things considered. I've read over 1k fics over the years and a ton of it was smut, not gonna lie. So I like to think I'm a good judge of content, but damn do I hate my own work half the time. I think that's a flaw with every writer, though.
Keep a look out for my other stories to update, hopefully soon. I'm working on several fics that I haven't published anything on, but hopefully having this fic finished will free up some storage in my brain to really settle down and grind out the rest of my works. For those of you following from the Elsanna fandom, this will probably be my last entry for Frozen. Elsanna will always be my #1 ship, but I feel distanced from the characters themselves. I have a few posts in my Drabbles post, but I highly doubt I will ever feel inspired to continue those. If any writers want to run with those story ideas, feel free to contact me and I'll give you an outline of what I had in mind, or feel free to run with it on your own. Consider them writing prompts, if you will.
For those of you following my Twilight fics, please be assured that I am still working on Mated and Conundrum, as well as the previously mentioned other fics, which also include a few Harry Potter lesbian pairings.
This is goodbye for now, but not for good! Thank you for all the support, and I'll see y'all on the flip side!
(oh, and for those who hadn't caught on yet, the title chapters were songs I felt related to each chapter's content. Be sure to look them up on Youtube!)