I did promise rewards of smut, didn't I? Not that I can offer any sort of guarantee you'll feel rewarded, but there's frick-fracking in this chapter!
-IEA-
Absolutely exhausted by the party, their mother barely waited for the guests to leave before she was flagging from the lack of energy and heading off to bed. All had gone well, thankfully, and there was a real sense of joy amongst the people in their kingdom about Iduna's miraculous return.
Anna was nowhere to be seen either, and Elsa absolutely did not trust her to not be up to something.
The staff insistently shooed Elsa away when she tried to help, but her presence was helpful when a sleepy Olaf bumped in to a table, knocking down the tower of half-full wine glasses that Elsa froze in place. Locating Kristoff snoring in the corner, Elsa poked him until he stirred.
"Whazzit?"
"Can you take Olaf to bed on your way to your own?"
"Huh?" he blinked blearily, peering around "oh right. Party. Olaf. Sure. Sven, go to bed."
"Sven went to bed two hours ago, right after you serenaded each other before falling asleep."
The smell of alcohol rolled off him in waves when Kristoff staggered to his feet, offering Elsa a drunken smile.
"Great party!"
He hugged her, then ambled off, plucking Olaf from the ground and both left before either could cause any more trouble. The frozen glasses were successfully retrieved without any serious shattering incidents, and as everybody who didn't work in the castle had left, Elsa agreed to leave too.
Sure enough, Anna was up to something. She was sitting on Elsa's bed, dressed in not much more than her underwear and a sweet smile. It might have looked innocent, except for the bowl she was stirring her finger through. Holding Elsa's gaze, Anna lifted a chocolate-coated finger to her lips and sucked it, leaving Elsa frozen in place before she'd even managed to close her bedroom door. She regained just enough brain power to close and lock the door, Anna's eyes lighting up when Elsa's dress and cloak melted away into nothingness.
A very large pro of being able to craft her own clothing from magic? They could be dismissed with equal ease, though Elsa generally wore real, human-made underwear. Just in case someday Anna made her so hot in public her clothes vanished of their own accord, she wouldn't be naked in public. Because if she could, Anna definitely would do that to her.
"You might wanna take those off, cus this is gonna be messy."
Anna did get flustered sometimes, especially if Elsa surprised her with compliments or deep sentiments, but the younger of the two sisters could also leave Elsa with not much coherence very easily when she wanted to, especially in bed. Elsa undressed for her audience of one, slowly and methodically under Anna's riveted gaze.
"Put something on the bed, we'll never explain the chocolate stained bed linens again."
Anna giggled, nodding and grabbing an extra sheet to cover the top layer of the bed. Then she came over to Elsa, leaning up for a kiss that neither stopped until they were dizzy. Tingling fingers fumbled to remove Anna's remaining clothing, enjoying the shivers of her cool touch on Anna's flushed, warm skin.
"Cold?"
"Mmm. I love it. Now get on the bed."
Taking in the sight of Anna's nude body and enjoying the fresh well of desire that sprung within her, the Queen obeyed her princess and climbed up on top of the plush, luxurious bed, making sure her hair wasn't in easy splash range and getting comfortable as she laid. It wasn't the first time Anna had brought fondue to bed...
Anna first used her finger to swipe a thick, sweet stripe of fondue across Elsa's lips before reaching for a small spoon. Little drizzles and wet splashes formed the map Anna planned to take over her sisters body, the still-liquid chocolate feeling so warm on Elsa's cool body. Her skin made it harden slightly, hips twitching when Anna coated her swelling nipples with a spoonful each. Lazy shapes decorated her bare belly, before finally pooling along the crease of her thighs. Elsa squirmed with the sticky feeling, struggling not to just lick her lips clean as the chocolate there began to harden more.
The searing heat of Anna's mouth and tongue melted it away quickly, their kiss rich and sweet as Elsa mewled, tipping her head to bare her neck in invitation when Anna had licked the last drops from her lips. Anna took the invitation eagerly, chocolate softening against her wet tongue as she lapped at Elsa's skin, humming happily at the mixed taste of Elsa and chocolate. Elsa knew her job for the moment was to simply lay there and let Anna enjoy her, trying not to wriggle too much as her arousal surged with every swipe of Anna's wet, warm tongue.
A brief dusting of snowflakes fell over them when Anna's tongue found Elsa's nipple, the hardened chocolate there softening as she licked and sucked every bit of skin clean, smirking as Elsa moaned and writhed with her mounting need. Rather than tend to her desperate sister, Anna simply switched sides and continued to use Elsa as a life sized serving platter for her chocolate fixation. Blistering suction on her chilled skin did nothing to help Elsa calm down, relief making itself known when Anna's journey moved to her stomach, though Anna took her sweet time chasing every last drop before her mouth was finally reaching where Elsa craved it.
Anna had kept her hair up so it wouldn't end up sticky with melted chocolate, leaving Elsa's fingers to scrabble against her scalp as they tried to tangle in her hair, back arching as she gasped her sisters name. The chocolate was all cleaned up before long, but Anna's nimble tongue and soft lips stayed to torment Elsa in the most incredible way, Never one to back down from a challenge, Anna's inexperience hadn't slowed her down (not that Elsa was any more experienced than her younger sister), and after many long, arduous hours of 'practice', she could take Elsa to pieces with great skill, leaving her a babbling, twisting mess.
Their temperature clash seemed to only enhance sensations for both; Anna shivered in pleasure at Elsa's chilled touch, while Elsa melted under Anna's feverish heat.
She'd climaxed countless times for Anna before, but the rush never ceased to feel all-consuming, stealing her breath as her body shuddered and spasmed, tightening in what seemed like random places before she was left limp and beaming, heart racing and body as warm as it would ever be. Anna stole a last few tastes before she pressed a feather-soft kiss to Elsa's sensitive skin, winking when Elsa whimpered before straightening up and licking her lips clean. Her sweet, rather innocent face looked so very debauched with her freckled cheeks stained red and Elsa's arousal wet across her cheeks and chin.
"Elsa and chocolate, my favourite."
Elsa couldn't help giggling, reaching for her wonderful and ridiculous sister. Anna's body heat soaked into her skin, warming Elsa to the bone as her heart swelled with love and contentment, feeling nothing but blissful in that moment.
"My turn."
She dropped Anna on her back, crawling on top of her. The fondue had cooled too much from Elsa's fluctuating chills in the air, so she forewent the decorating of Anna. Instead, she followed the map of Anna's freckles, that covered a surprising amount of her skin - face and arms and shoulders made some sense, as that skin saw the sun. But the freckles also found their way to her lower back, a few scattered across her hips and stomach and came up surprisingly high on Anna's otherwise pale legs.
A small part of her mind kept going back to their mothers return - Elsa couldn't help but remember being caught literally going down on her sister, and it was precisely why they now always locked the damn door. Before, they'd been pretty sure nobody would ever dare come in, but Iduna bursting through unannounced had reminded them they couldn't become so careless about it all.
Elsa shoved away those thoughts. In bed with her lover was a weird time to be thinking of her mother, even if said lover was Elsa's own sister.
"You locked the door, right?"
Anna's voice cut into her musings, breathy and strained with arousal as Elsa nodded, kissing the skin just below her navel.
"Yes."
"Good. Wouldn't want mom wondering in again."
Anna let out a short chuckle, and though it was still weird, Elsa felt a little relieved to know Anna's mind wandered the same strange route.
And then she pushed that aside, tongue sliding over wet skin to chase Anna's sweet, sinful taste. Still shaking off years of habit to hide and restrain, Elsa was a little more reserved in her responses in bed, but Anna? Anna was incredible to witness in the throes of passion. Unashamedly loud, body pitching and bucking, hands grasping, mouth demanding. Her slender thighs rested over Elsa's shoulders, tightening when Elsa slipped a finger into her sisters soft, twitching heat, seeking the spot that made her jerk and shout if Elsa timed it just right...
"Elsa!"
There it was. Elsa repeeated her motions, flicking her tongue against the sensitive little nub as her finger curved, drunk on Anna and her wanton repsonses. How was she so lucky to be allowed to even see her that way, let alone be so blessed as to be the one to bring her such ecstasy? Elsa still could scarcely believe it, but it was somehow so beautifully true and she was utterly addicted.
Anna growled softly when Elsa slowed, seeking to prolong their playing - clearly, the fiery princess did not feel like holding out just then. Elsa showed mercy, pulling out every little trick she knew until Anna went to pieces, words on her tongue unbecoming of a princess and Elsa thrilled in every single explicit curse that left Anna's lips as she waited for her thighs to stop twitching enough that Elsa could get out. Not that she felt the need to rush. Between Anna's thighs was a wonderful place to be.
In her arms was probably all that could beat it, and Elsa glowed with happiness as they embraced one another. Anna enjoyed Elsa caressing her back in post-coital cuddles, as the cool touch of her ice-magic sister soothed the clammy, sweaty feel on her skin. Elsa was more than happy to oblige.
"I love you."
Anna mumbled it into the skin just above Elsa's breast, making her smile.
"I love you too. We do have to fix the room a bit before you can sleep though love."
Grumbling, Anna reluctantly agreed. They pulled off the sheet covered in sweat and sex and smeared chocolate (they'd clean that one themselves), washed faces and cleaned teeth and Elsa wiped off the remnants of sticky residue even Anna's determined efforts hadn't quite cleaned off earlier. Only then could they retire for the night, snuggling naked beneath a heavy quilt. Anna squirmed and shifted to get comfortable, though Elsa knew it would only be minutes after she fell asleep before she'd be wriggling into some adorably undignified position.
Making a mental note to ensure that now-solidified chocolate fondue was gotten rid of as soon as possible in the morning, Elsa burrowed in to Anna, breathing in her scent and drifting off with a contented smile on her face, a wonderful night following a successful, celebratory day.
-IEA-
Here, have a short smutfest where both Elsa and Anna accidentally think about their mom during sex. Totally normal right?
