"Come on," I grunted, letting Elsa lean on me heavily. "Into bed. There you go."

She frowned, puffing her cheeks out dramatically. "But I don't wanna," she whined.

"You need to rest, my dear," I insisted, practically forcing her under the covers. In the time since we got home, she managed to get the gauze out of her mouth and wash up so she didn't only taste blood. Anna and I helped her change into pyjamas, turning on the AC and making the room cool and comfortable for her. The entire time, she kept singing about making today a perfect day for me, even though the day was nearly over and she was in no fit state to do so. "You'll feel much better in the morning, I promise."

"I wuv you," she mumbled, begrudgingly settling down and resting her head on the pillow. "I wuv you!"

I laughed. Sedated Elsa was funny, if only a little bit insufferable.

"I wuv you too, sweetie," I said, brushing her bangs aside and planting a kiss on her forehead. "Are you hungry?"

She nodded, sporting a cheeky grin. "Hungry for you, Mommy."

I rolled my eyes and lightly slapped her arm. "Tomorrow. Get some sleep for now and I'll see you in the morning. I'll make you something soft for breakfast."

"Boobs." Her hand gravitated to my chest and she gave it a light poke. "Soft boobs."

Okay, so maybe sedated Elsa was a little more insufferable than she was funny.

I gave her one final kiss on the cheek, tucking the blanket under her chin and flicking off the lights to leave her to sleep. Making my way to the kitchen, I untied my hair and shook it from its constraints, letting it flow freely past my shoulders. There was something about letting your hair down after a long and stressful work day that just made the world seem better, if only for a little while.

Anna was waiting for me there, sorting out Elsa's medication from the dentist. It was late thanks to me making them wait for me. That, with the added time it took for Anna and me to pick up a pizza on the way home meant it was already dark. "Antibiotics. She needs to take them twice a day for a week," she said, rattling an orange bottle. "She can't take them on an empty stomach. And this one." It was a bunch of pills in plastic and foil packaging. "Painkillers, only to be taken if the pain becomes unbearable. Half a tablet. They're strong."

"Look at you playing mother," I said proudly. I began gathering ingredients from the fridge and the pantry to prepare some overnight oats for Elsa. My fingers graced over the makeshift ring I was wearing and I quickly slipped it off and slipped it into my pocket. "Thank you for taking her."

She smiled kindly. "I love it when Elsa lets me take care of her. She's usually so protective of me so it's nice to have the roles reversed every once in a while."

"My baby girl's all grown up and responsible." I ruffled her hair, making her giggle slightly.

"You wish. I'm still a kid at heart. Just because Elsa's all wonky now doesn't mean I'm any more mature than her."

"I think you both can be mature or silly when the situation calls for it."

I began to put everything together as Anna labelled the pills with timings and instructions, sticking pastel post-its on each bottle or container. It was an easy recipe I found online a couple of years ago. Just oats, milk, yogurt, chia seeds and honey. I decided to make a peanut butter and jelly variation because it was Elsa's favourite and she'd probably appreciate it.

I mixed it all together and put them into little pots to go into the fridge. The whole time, my mind thought of when would be a good time to mention everything. Although I knew it was unlikely that there'd be a massive outrage, I still felt like it was a big thing.

Maybe the best way to do it would be to tell them when they were both in a collectively good mood. After a good meal? After good sex? The possibilities were endless, but endless possibilities also meant endless outcomes.

The oats went into the fridge and I lifted the lid of the pizza box. The food itself was only lukewarm at best after all the time it took to actually start eating, but it's an objective fact that pizza is good in any form, hot or cold.

Even though I wanted to get lost in my thoughts and the glorious combination of dough, cheese and marinara sauce, those plans were quickly derailed on account of the swift change in Anna's actions. She was done with sorting through Elsa's things and had put them aside in favour of pawing at the waistband of my jeans.

"Anna-"

"Just because I'm practically a responsible adult doesn't mean we can't have some fun together."

I scoffed. "As much as I would love to do that with you right now, your sister needs the rest and I will not let your uncontrollable libido jeopardize it. She's reluctant to sleep now as it is. The volume certainly won't help."

Anna pouted again. "We can go to your room then."

"That's right next to where she is," I pointed out. "The walls aren't that thick and you, young lady, have quite the set of lungs." I gave the tip of her nose a flick when I said that, eliciting a tiny giggle from her.

"Well, I get them from somewhere, you know? But you're right. You would definitely get us caught."

"Excuse me?"

"What can I say, Mom? You're definitely not one of the nice, quiet ones when it comes to sex." Anna wore a smug smirk.

I scoffed. "I think you beat me easily with regards to volume. Do you know how many times Elsa and I have gotten frisky without you even noticing? That's surely got to count for something."

She shook her head firmly. "I'm the most clueless person on the planet so it doesn't count. It's too easy."

"Oh, it does count! And are you forgetting the time I literally had to banish you two to the other side of the house to have fun because your noise was keeping me up to the point I couldn't sleep?"

"To be fair, we did invite you to join us." I playfully slapped her arm but she wasn't deterred. "Okay, Mom. How about a little wager? We have a little fun ourselves now while Elsa gets some post-surgery sleep, but we have to be quiet." She held a finger to her lips for emphasis. "The first person who makes a sound loses and the winner gets to help Elsa… celebrate the start of her recovery journey once she's awake while the loser can only watch."

"This seems unnecessarily risky," I said, trying to ignore the puppy-dog look Anna was giving me which, more often than not, got her what she wanted. "And what would a sound count as, anyway?"

She twirled a lock of hair around her finger innocently, "Heavy breathing is fine. No moaning. Maybe a whimper here and there, but I think we'll know in the moment."

I twiddled my thumbs in my lap. "I don't know, Anna…"

"Why not, Mom? Afraid you'll lose?" She held her right hand to her forehead, her fingers forming an 'L'. "Loooooser!"

I wasn't five. I was a mature adult with a college degree and a stable job. Those taunts weren't supposed to work on me, and yet somehow I felt the need to prove her wrong. She was going to eat her words and I was going to revel in it.

"Oh, you are so going down," I said. Anna squealed with delight, knocking the pizza slice out of my hand and pulling me towards the bedroom. She was lucky I wasn't too hungry.

Anna made her own plans clear. She pinned me down on the bed and made quick work of my clothes, eagerly pulling them off and leaving me naked. We'd done the whole stripping routine so many times before, it seemed pointless to dwell on it again.

Her hands nudged my legs apart and her fingers immediately traced my inner thighs, but I stopped her before she made contact, placing a hand on her chest. "This doesn't seem fair, does it?" I asked, shooting her a questioning look. "It's pretty one-sided. I think I know the true way to see who really can't keep quiet."

Beating her to it, I flipped her onto her back before she could protest. "Let the games begin."

Anna released a soft gasp that I mercifully decided not to count as a noise, letting me do with her what I wished. Her shirt was gone, followed by her bra and shorts. The only thing left was her boxers, which were significantly tented. I wanted to have some fun with her, so I made a show of slowly grinding on it, my pussy already getting wet. I could feel her hard length through her boxers providing some satisfying friction and I smirked as I watched Anna puff out her cheeks as a means to catch any sound before it broke beyond her lips.

Oh yeah, I was feeling confident.

When I pulled away, there was a wet patch right where our lower halves had connected. I giggled, my hands splaying over the rigid member just barely covered by the bit of fabric.

"Mom-" she whispered.

"Shh," I cut her off, getting rid of the final barrier between us. "Quiet," I reminded her, holding a single finger to my lips. I wanted nothing more than to lewdly choke on her cock and make her moan, but that wouldn't be fair. It would be as equally one sided as her just eating me out and I was not going to be guilty of hypocrisy. We both had to be experiencing a sufficient level of bodily pleasure to truly test who was louder.

I casually shifted so I could swing my legs over her head, placing us in a comfortable sixty nine. I immediately took her cock into my mouth, opening wide to accommodate her. The sharp intake of breath from below me filled me with confidence. Anna couldn't be quiet to save her life.

When her tongue met my wet folds, I kept my breathing levelled. It felt amazing as always, but not to the point where it led me to lose my composure. I wasn't being completely unrealistic. I knew there were times when I was with them where I was so delirious with pleasure to the point that I can't even hear myself think over the volume of my incoherent screams. I knew I would eventually lose it. I was just counting on Anna to lose it first.

Anna's fingers dug into my ass and I bit back a groan, instead focusing on deepthroating her cock more. I refrained from making any excessively loud gagging noises because I wasn't sure if she would count that as her victory. Regardless of volume, it still felt good to taste her and have her tasting me.

Her mouth knew just what to do and her tongue teased my entrance before slipping in. My legs tightened more around her head, but I didn't make a sound. She was definitely doing all she could to make me break. Well two could play at that game.

My tongue found her balls and I gave them each a long lick, swirling around them, tracing their shapes. Anna sighed into me, perfectly content with what I was doing to her. I wasn't unsatisfied with our activities, but I was feeling impatient. After all, I had messed around with Honeymaren for all that time without any release for myself, so can you blame me?

I took her out of my mouth and flipped us over once again. Anna looked at me questioningly, but when I spread my legs for her, she seemed to get it. She kept her lips sealed tight, biting them for emphasis as she turned so she was hovering above me, nestled comfortably between my legs. Quiet, I mouthed.

Quiet, she agreed. Her hand guided her cock, rubbing it up and down my slit teasingly. I narrowed my eyes at her but said nothing, instead opting to buck my hips against her as an indicator of what I wanted. After a few moments of unbearable anticipation, she entered me slowly, not stopping until our pelvises met and her balls rested nicely against my ass.

I wanted so badly to moan and verbalise the pleasure, but I was not losing to my daughter on this. Thankfully, it looked like Anna was having just as hard a time keeping quiet as I was, her eyes squeezed shut and her nose wrinkling. It would have been adorable had it been done under different circumstances. When they opened again, they were filled with a fiery determination and I gritted my teeth to suppress a groan as she pulled out nearly all the way before firmly filling me again. I was wet enough to take her cock in its entirety, which was good because Anna was eager to get right to it.

Her thrusts were quick, the tempo matching her heavy breaths. I felt her reach deep, splitting me open and hitting every sweet spot inside me. I only allowed myself to softly gasp. Anything more would undoubtedly spiral into a scream, something I could not afford to let slip at that moment.

I had begun to come to terms with the fact that I probably wasn't going to win. I was going to snap, to scream, to moan, to something. All I was counting on then was Anna breaking first.

It got even more difficult for me when Anna wrapped her fingers around my ankles, pulling my legs upwards until my feet were by my shoulders. Thankfully I was still fairly flexible despite my age. The position allowed her to reach deeper. It made her feel bigger. It was everything and more.

My arms wrapped around my own legs, letting me hold the pose tighter. My nails raked down her back, making her hiss. The rhythmic thrusts made the headboard smack repeatedly against the wall and I really hoped Elsa was knocked out enough to not hear it. She wasn't a heavy sleeper like Anna was. Hopefully the drugs she was on were strong enough to keep her asleep while Anna and I finished.

All I could hear was heavy breathing, a mixture of my daughter's and mine. One look at Anna's face told me she was reaching her breaking point. I noticed it in her body language that she was nearly at her release, and I wasn't far behind. Her teeth were gritted firmly, the muscles in her jaw clenching. I'm sure I looked similar as I approached my orgasm, feeling her long length constantly stroking against my g-spot.

Anna's right hand left my ankle, pawing gently at my breast. The touch was brief, and before I could tell her off for probably skirting around the rules, her hand moved again and her fingers met my slippery wet clit, rubbing hard.

"Oh!" I cried, utterly consumed in pleasure and unable to keep quiet a moment longer. "Cheater!"

Anna triumphantly laughed through a moan, bringing her now wet fingers to her forehead in the shape of an 'L'. "Loooooser!" She gripped my ankles again, pressing harder into me. I writhed and bucked, crying out in ecstacy. I didn't care that I was a loser. My fast approaching orgasm made me feel like a winner.

"Anna!" I screamed, arching my back and cumming all over her. My body shuddered through my orgasm, a distinct wetness coating her length as I came. Anna joined me and I felt her movements still as she pumped her load inside of me, my pussy milking her for all it was worth. My core was struck with its fiery heat, a feeling I'd become incredibly familiar with by that point. Once her release finally stopped, she pulled out and rested on the bed next to me.

"I was so close to breaking the silence," she confessed, her voice low.

"And you totally would have had you not cheated."

She shot me an innocent smile. "We never said no touching like that. You could have been more specific."

I huffed, feigning anger. "Still not fair. You don't have a clit that I can tease. You know that's my weak point."

"And you, Mommy, know mine. It was on you for not using it to your advantage."

Before I could shoot back at her, I heard a thud from where Elsa was. "I should check on her," I said. "Your unfair play might have woken her up."

Anna shrugged. "It's not my fault that you can't keep it down."

I gave her a firm smack on the arm before getting up and making my way down the hall. The lights in her room were still off. A bit of light from the hallway illuminated her room slightly when I poked my head in. Thankfully, she was still out cold. She had just somehow managed to knock a book off her nightstand, her arm sticking out of her bed at an odd angle. Carefully and very quietly, I shut the door and made my way back to my room.

"Still asleep," I said, shutting the door and blindly trusting its soundproofing abilities. "Thankfully."

"Good!" Anna cheerfully sat up. "Now that means we can be as loud as we want."

"Oh, no. No way." I wagged a finger at her scoldingly. "It doesn't have to be a contest, but we still need to at least try to keep it down."

"Don't you mean 'you'?"

I rolled my eyes and pinned her down once again, rubbing my pussy over her cock and feeling it stiffen, returning to full length. "You better watch your attitude, young lady," I said teasingly, grinding harder on her. "Keep that up and I may just have to punish you for it." The way she bit her lower lip and stifled a groan made me smile.

"Since when do you dish out punishments?" she asked, her voice quivering.

I shrugged casually, hiding the blush from the memories with Honeymaren a few mere hours ago that came flooding back. "Nothing wrong with a little bit of change."

She bit back a moan as my hands pawed at her breasts. I was intentionally a little bit rougher on her, squeezing hard enough to leave faint red marks. "Would you like Mommy to spank you?" I whispered into her ear, our fronts rubbing together. Ideas and fantasies flooded my head. I never ever did that to them growing up, not believing in the effectiveness of punishments that involved violence. But the image of taking either of them and bending them over my knees with their ass sticking out...

"Yes, God yes."

I smirked. "Another time." My teeth nipped at her earlobe. "Right now, I need your cock."

Anna shuddered underneath me, hands finding my hips and lifting me up. Her cock stood up, nudging my entrance and I groaned as she lowered me into it. There was something about being on top and riding her that made her feel even bigger, the feeling delightful as I took more of her inside of me.

She was eager, immediately bucking her hips and using her hands to guide me up and down, but I took her hands in mine and pinned them above her head, our faces barely inches away.

"Slow, honey-" The words died in my throat. Honey had always been one of my pet names for them, but now that I was dating someone actually named Honey, I realised I should probably stop calling my daughters that in bed.

"What was that?" she asked, cocking her head to the side.

I planted a kiss on her lips. "Slow, sweetheart. It'll be a little quieter this way."

She looked skeptical, and I honestly felt a little skeptical too. Slower thrusts didn't necessarily equate to silence, but there was a chance it would, so we might as well take it. I was also in the mood for some build up, as more often than not, that resulted in some of my strongest orgasms.

Her length steadily moved in and out of me, pressing against my inner walls. The slower friction was nearly indescribable. Her hands cupped my breasts, providing even more stimulation for me to climb higher and higher.

My breathing was heavy but not quick like usual. Each breath was a slow pant, my attempt to keep my heart pumping and keep up with the pleasure building up inside me.

"Anna," I whimpered.

"Mom." She leaned forward to kiss me, nibbling on my lower lip. "You feel so good."

"You're making me feel so good!" I agreed.

"God, I wish Elsa was awake," she lamented. One hand began to rub my clit, collecting wetness from me before bringing it around to trace my backdoor. She brought her lips to my ear, her heavy breaths tickling the lobe. "It's been ages since we've shared you like this."

I moaned when her fingers entered my ass, wishing more than anything that it was something bigger. But since Elsa needed the rest, Anna's fingers would have to do for now.

"You missed that too, haven't you, Mommy?" she teased, her fingers and cock pumping steadily in and out of me. "Stuck between us as we make you cum over and over again? I promise you, the next time we do that, we'll fuck you so well you won't even have the strength to scream. You would like that, wouldn't you?"

The idea struck me to my core, filling my stomach with the familiar tingling feeling I got whenever I fantasised about such things. "Yes!" I replied eagerly, my voice rising.

"Shhh." She playfully shushed me, silencing me with a kiss. My eyes rolled back as she adjusted the angle of her thrusts, hitting new spots inside of me that felt even more incredible. I kissed her harder, squeezing my eyes shut as my orgasm hit with a tremendous force. Her fingers continued to play with my ass as her cock got soaked, the convulsions around it making her groan. She waited until my mouth relaxed and my legs stopped shaking, signifying I was coming down from my high, before pulling out.

She was still rock hard and as I sat up, my knees by her thighs, I watched through half-lidded eyes as she stroked it hard until ropes of cum came shooting out and hitting my stomach and chest. Each blast felt warm, the force of each one emphasising the strength of her orgasm. I moaned, rubbing my hands all over myself as I felt each one hit me. The sticky substance coated my skin before gradually coming to a stop and leaving my daughter a quivering mess.

I brought a cum-soaked hand to my mouth, making a show of licking and sucking each finger and tasting her delectable essence. Meanwhile, Anna wore the biggest grin on her face, staring up at me like I was a goddess.

When I finally rolled off her, she spooned me from behind, planting light kisses on my neck and shoulders. It tickled, but laughing would take too much energy, so I didn't. I just laid there, letting her pamper me as I tried to catch my breath.

"I'm going to bed," I finally said, hoping it would give me an opportunity to take my mind off telling them. "You're welcome to sleep here if you don't want to wake your sister."

"Don't you want to take a shower or anything?" she asked, referring to her seed that coated me.

I yawned. "Tomorrow," I mumbled, my eyelids already growing heavy.

"Okay then," she said, giving me one final kiss before getting up herself. She flicked the lights off in my room before going outside, probably to get something to eat, like that pizza with only four and a half bites taken out of it. She didn't bother with clothes, and to be fair, they weren't really necessary in our house anymore.

A few minutes passed and I felt sleep pulling me into its alluring embrace. I was almost there, just barely through the veil that connected reality and dreams when I heard Anna come back in and shut the door behind her. Her weight made the mattress dip slightly and I sighed contentedly as she wrapped her arms around me, pulling us close together and spooning me from behind. But my breath caught when I felt her cock, still very much hard, nudge at my opening.

"Anna?"

"Shhh," she shushed me for the… I don't know how many times that night. "Just sleep like this," she said as she slipped inside me again.

I breathed deeply, fully expecting her to thrust or buck her hips or pull me on top of her or something, but she just stayed there, her cock nestled inside me. She buried her face in my hair and I listened as her breathing slowed. Within minutes, Anna was out like a light.

This was… new. I wondered if there was a term for sleeping like that. It was new, but I think we'd established that wasn't necessarily a bad thing. It felt nice, like we were always connected, even through sleep. And after taking some time to get used to that new feeling, I found myself drifting off too, Anna's cock the final thing on my mind before sleep took me.

A/N - Hello dear reader! I hope you enjoyed this chapter. It was inspired by a scene from the book Ugly Love by Colleen Hoover. 10 out of 10, I totally recommend it. It's got spice and it will rip your heart to pieces. I thought it would be fun to put Iduna in that same situation. Hopefully you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. The next chapter will be a continuation of this one and I'm having a bit of fun with it, so you can look forward to that. Until then, as always, stay safe wherever you are.