Elsa and I stood facing each other before the officiant, her hands resting in mine. Our parents stood to the side acting as witnesses to our union. Baby Cassie, who was now 3 years old, less of a baby, rested patiently in her flower girl outfit, cradled in Elsa's dad's arms. Elsa did end up wearing a light blue tux adorned with little snowflakes, inspired by her outfit on our date at the Japanese market many years ago. Her light blonde locks cascaded freely down her shoulders, making her look absolutely stunning. As for me, I chose a more traditional look, quite liking the flowing white dress we found while shopping. My hair was done up in a crown-twist bun with the help of my mom, who usually did hers like this for special occasions.

The venue was stunningly decked out. Our wedding planner had a bunch of different themes, including one called "Arendelle", an old fashioned snowy village look. Although it seemed odd at first, Elsa and I eventually fell in love with the idea. Intricate snowflakes hung from the ceiling and the furniture had a wooden look I really loved. It looked magical.

"Elsa Snow, in line with your last name, you're the coolest person I know" A light chuckle rose from the crowd. "I've said this before, but from the moment I met you, you seemed so out of my league. Older, wiser, beautifuller… how could I not have fallen for you? Although we've always lived next door to each other, I never realised how much I needed you until you moved away for college, even if it was just for a few weeks at a time. You're my best friend and my soulmate and I'm so lucky I'm able to stand here today and commit myself to you. I promise to always be here for you whenever you're feeling down. Even on those days where you feel the world is crumbling around you and you want to be alone, I'll be right outside your door, waiting for you to let me in, because those days are the days you should never be alone. I love you with every fibre of my being. I look forward to every day where I can call you my wife and I can't wait to grow old with you."

Behind us, I could make out my mom sniffling, imagining her trying to surreptitiously wipe away her tears of joy. Elsa's eyes were also brimming with tears which threatened to seep out.

"My family and friends will know I've always been a cold person. Sometimes talking to me is like trying to talk to an ice sculpture. I was never the most outgoing, never the most confident, but Anna, you coming into my life changed all that." I could feel her lightly squeezing my hands. "You made me feel strong, brave, brave enough to ask you to be my girlfriend that night, brave enough to propose to you years later."

"Didn't I ask you?" I countered with a cheeky grin, earning another laugh from the audience.

She rolled her eyes at me. "That's besides the point. My point is that you've led me to do things I ever thought I would be able to do. You've helped me come out of my shell whether I wanted to or not because you knew it was for my own good, and I can't thank you enough for that. I'm so proud of everything you've achieved, especially juggling Cassie while running your own business from home. You're an amazing mama and I know you'll be an even better wife. I promise to always love you even if I'm in a bad mood. I promise to always be here for you to rant to on those off days. I will always be your willing taste-tester even if you insist on matching pickles and peanut butter. I will always save you half of my chocolate bar even if it's my favourite flavour. My mom used to say that every day is a new adventure, and there's no one I'd rather venture onwards with than you."

Now it's my turn to tear up, and I had to quickly wipe one that's escaped, running hot down my right cheek.

The officiant spoke, "Your wedding rings are a symbol of everything you've shared in your hearts today. When you look at these rings, you will remember the promises you just vowed to each other. The circle of these rings is constant and continuing, with no beginning and no end, an unbroken circle that represents the returning to these promises for all the days of your life."

My little cousin about the age of 8 was our ring bearer, holding a dark blue pillow on which our rings rested. Elsa picked up my ring and slipped it on my finger, the cool metal clinging to me. "I, Elsa, give you this ring as a sign of my love."

I followed suit, sliding it on her slender finger, watching the material gleam in the light. "I, Anna, give you this ring as a sign of my love."

He spoke again, "Now that you, Anna and Elsa, have promised to give yourselves to one another, to love each other through your sacred vows, and through the giving and receiving of these rings, I have the great honor and pleasure to now pronounce you married!"

A mixture of a laugh and a scream escaped me just before Elsa wrapped her arms around me, pulling me into the kiss that sealed the deal. Around us, our friends and family clapped and cheered but I could hardly hear them. The only thing that mattered to me in that moment was my wife's lips on mine, that this was somehow real, that this was all happening. The feeling of ecstasy I felt bubbling up inside of me was indescribable. Suddenly, a shrill scream of excitement could be heard, along with the pitter patter of little feet running towards us.

"Mommy! Mama!" Little Cassie, in her flower girl dress with her hair done in two pigtails, ran up to us. I pulled myself away from Elsa just in time to catch her as she leapt into my arms. Laughing, I held her in the crook of my arm as a photographer tried to capture the moment. Glancing at my wife -ahhh! My wife!-, I knew we both had the same idea. We brought our lips to our daughter's cheeks, kissing her on both sides as there was a bright flash of light.

Click!

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So. Here we are.

I'm honestly surprised neither of us guessed I was pregnant sooner. Mood swings, higher sex drive, cravings, in hindsight it makes sense. In no universe, this one or an alternate, would peanut butter and pickles be good.

Birth was a whole other can of worms. Growing up, my mom always told me it was hard, but man. I fell from a tree and broke my arm in 3 places, and that was less than a fraction of the pain I experienced when pushing a baby out of me. I'm pretty sure I nearly broke Elsa's hand in 3 places with the way I was gripping it. Thankfully, the process was relatively quick. Dr Parr said that was one of the fastest births she'd seen. Plus, some chemical in our brains makes us forget the whole ordeal. Apparently, it's the only way we'd do it again so the species doesn't die out, which makes sense. I think it would take a lot of guts to choose to have another kid.

We went to another doctor to ask about how I managed to get pregnant. They told us whoever checked Elsa before checked too early, before she hit puberty. While girls do mature faster than boys, her male genitalia needed more time to develop, which is how they missed it. Since then, I've started taking birth control because as much as I love our Cassie, I don't need another unexpected surprise sprung on us again.

Needless to say, our parents were all shocked at what happened. They understood that Elsa had no obligation to tell them about her… uniqueness. But they all agreed we should have been more careful. We got the standard lecture about protection and all, but it was a little too late for that considering I was cradling Cassie in my arms, holding a bottle to her lips as she suckled on it. Eventually, after the initial shock wore off, they were eager to help us out any way they could. They helped babysit when Elsa had classes and I had to work on orders, taught us how to change diapers and how to properly swaddle her. Mom needed to help me a lot when figuring out how to breastfeed. That shit is way harder than it looks.

Baby fever got to us all. Elsa moved into my room since it did have a bit more space, and tried to stay home from campus as much as she could. The sleepless nights trying to figure out why Cassie kept crying were made a little easier with her around. Though, Cassie was too damn cute to stay mad at for long. We went with Elsa's plan, for her to go by Mom/Mommy and me by Mama.

I want to take this moment to say that her first words were Mama, so I win on that front.

As of now, Cassie's 7 years old. She's grown into the most adorable kid, her strawberry blonde hair tied in two pigtails. She didn't inherit my white streak in her hair though. Over the years, her freckles have gotten darker, standing out against her pale white skin she inherited from Elsa. We love her with all our hearts and she's been such an angel. Her favourite season is winter and she especially loves building snowmen, just like Elsa and I did when we were kids.

Since her birth, Elsa and I have saved up and moved into an apartment in the city, a 15 minute drive from our parents' place. Elsa finished college and is working at some merchandising company. As for me, I work from home. I kinda have my own thing going, keeping up my baking business from after high school, except now catering to bigger events like parties and functions. College or culinary school just didn't work out because it would keep me away from Cassie, and we both agreed we wanted our daughter to be raised by us and not by our parents or a nanny. Since Elsa was already halfway through her final years of education, I decided to just let her be the main breadwinner while I helped out any way I could.

As I send off my last email for the day, seated at the kitchen counter, I hear keys turning inthe lock to our apartment.

"I'm home!" Elsa calls, suitcase in one hand, bouquet of flowers in the other. "How are my girls?" She comes up behind me and hugs me from behind, placing the flowers in my hands.

I giggle and lean back, letting her kiss the top of my forehead. "I just finished my last bit of work for the day. How was your business trip?"

"Iceland is cold," she breathes, sitting down next to me and bending over to take off her boots. "I get that we're doing winter themed merchandising, but was staying in a hotel made of ice really necessary?"

"I thought the cold doesn't bother you?"

"It doesn't!" she says defensively. "I'm just saying, I missed my cosy apartment in the warm city. And I missed my lovely wife. Happy anniversary, by the way," Elsa adds before leaning forward to give me a kiss on the lips.

"The best 4 years of my life," I mumble as our kiss intensifies. "I just wish your trip hadn't eaten into it, It would have been perfect, spending all day with you."

Elsa gives me a sorrowful look, cupping my cheeks with her warm hands. "I know, and I'm sorry I could only get home now. But rest assured, from now, I'm all yours."

A glance at the clock tells me it's just after 3. "You know… Cassie is still with our moms. They wanted to take her to the aquarium and they won't be back until close to 6."

"Is that so?" The tone in Elsa's voice is undeniable, and there mischievous glint in her eyes confirms my suspicions. "In that case…" I shudder as I feel her hands wander lower, wrapping themselves around my waist. "What say with you we take our anniversary celebration to the bedroom?"

"I'd say I like the sound of that."

We're both on our feet in the blink of an eye, our hands all over each other. Our steps are clumsy as we stumble through the hallway, our heated kiss setting me alight. Before we can even reach the bedroom, Elsa pins me against the wall, knocking the breath out of me. Somewhere in the tangle of limbs, she's managed to take her shirt and bra off. They sit abandoned a few feet away from us. My wife lets out an animalistic growl and her hands fumble at my collar. Without missing a beat, she rips it clean off. Buttons go flying and the checkered fabric falls off my body.

"I liked that shirt," I whine.

"I like it better on the floor," Elsa replies. I let out a soft whimper as her hands reach behind me, unclasping my bra and letting it fall, my bare breasts bouncing out. "Elsie…" a small moan escapes me as she leans over, taking my erect nipple into her mouth and sucking on it. Little nibbles and sharp bites cause me to gasp out, grinding my body against her. "God I've missed this," I sigh, my hands running through her free flowing blonde hair. Although we weren't old, both of us only being in our mid 20s, this made me feel like a teenager all over again.

"Elsa!" I groan as she pulls my shorts and panties down in one swoop. They crash down around my ankles and I hastily step out of them just in time for her to get on her knees in front of me. She swoops one hand under the crook of my knee, hoisting my leg onto her shoulder and diving in for a taste. "Oh god…" My voice wavers as I relish in the feeling of her tongue lashing out, nudging my clit. I involuntarily buck my hips, humping against her face as she pushes my buttons. I nearly slip and fall when I feel her tongue teasing my slit, snaking its way into the soaking wet opening. "Fuck, Elsie, you're so good," I whimper.

"I've missed your taste, babe," she murmurs from below. Feeling confident, a smirk tugs at the corners of my mouth.

"I've missed yours too."

With all my strength, I catch Elsa off guard, pulling her up by her shoulders and spinning us so that I pin her against the wall. The breath is knocked out of her as I pull her bottoms down, leaving her naked. I'm on my knees in a flash, not even hesitating as I open wide and take her entire length in my mouth. "Oh yes, suck my cock like a slut," she whispers, grabbing 2 fistfuls of my hair and forcing me deeper. I whimper, tears springing in my eyes from how rough she's taking me, but she knows that's what I like, and I know that's the reaction she likes.

Elsa pulls my head back, using one hand to lift her shaft while the other pulls me until my face is rubbing against her balls. Obediently, I take one in my mouth, not being skilled enough to take both at once. Though, Elsa's immense size does make it hard.

"I'm hard enough, and I think you're wet enough, wouldn't you agree?"

"Yes!" I moan in agreement, my longing for her spilling out of me. Elsa gives me a cheshire like grin, pulling me up and taking my hand, making a dash for the bedroom. I follow her, stumbling along the way in my excitement.

"I hope you're ready to be fucked hard," she grunts, sitting herself on the edge of the bed and pulling me on top of her reverse cowgirl style. Her hands book themselves under my knees and pull me up, nearly folding me in half. "Oh, yes! Please! Take me!" I beg, squirming on top of her. Her tip nudges my entrance and we adjust ourselves accordingly, both holding our breath in anticipation. When she finally breaks through my walls, we both gasp in ecstasy. I sink myself down, impaling myself on her length as she stretches me out. "Oh Elsa!"

"God, Anna, I've missed this so much…" Elsa lets out a series of grunts and moans as she bucks her hips upwards, her balls slapping against my ass with every bounce. Her hands grip my legs harder, keeping me balanced as I convulse on top of her. "You make it so hard to leave for work each day. I can't tell you the number of times I've distracted myself thinking of you, thinking of this, of us."

I can only whimper helplessly as this new position allows her to reach the furthest depths inside of me. "Being away from you is the hardest thing for me. No matter how many times I have to finish myself off, my hand can never compare to yours, or your soaking wet pussy, your tight ass…" Her hands reach up to grip my breasts, her elbows still hooked around my knees, keeping me tightly in place. Elsa's lucky I'm so flexible.

My volume increases and eventually I'm screaming. My hands grip and tear at the bedsheets below while my pussy absolutely soaks Elsa's thighs. Her hands caress my tits and pinch my nipples, making my eyes roll back as I lose myself in the pleasure. "El… Elsa!"

"You're close, aren't you?" she whispers seductively, "I recognise that face, your sounds, each little movement that tells me I'm doing a good job."

A yelp escapes me and my toes curl when she adjusts herself so she's constantly thrusting against my g-spot. I've gone from screaming her name to just screaming, each syllable merging together until just a series of "ah!"s escape me.

"Cum for me, baby," she commands, nibbling my earlobe. One hand reaches down and rubs tight circles around my clit, and this sends me over the edge.

"Fuck fuck fuck I'm gonna-!" A banshee like scream rises from my throat as I tense up and erupt, my orgasm crashing down on me like a tidal wave. Elsa holds me close as I squirt like crazy, my juices soaking the sheets below. She's careful to make sure I don't fall off her completely, keeping me firmly in her grasp and thrusting until my screams are reduced to gasps and incoherent mumbles. "God damn it, I love you," I eventually say, the tension leaving my body.

"I love you too," she giggles, kissing the back of my neck. "But I hope you know I'm far from done."

"I'm counting on it."

Without even pulling out, she lifts me up and turns me onto my front, letting me rest on my hands and knees. Elsa pauses her thrusts but remains inside me, giving me a chance to calm down. In the meantime, her hands caress my ass cheeks. Rubbing and squeezing them, making me fidget. Without warning, she brings her right hand down hard. The sting of it sends jolts of excitement through me, the flesh undoubtedly turning a bright crimson.

"Don't start going soft on me now, Elsie," I command. "Fuck me. Fuck me hard."

A low and primal growl escapes her throat, sending shivers up and down my spine. Elsa doesn't hold back as she begins to pummel into me at a ferocious pace. Each thrust makes me gasp and my ass is probably red from her hips constantly slapping against it.

"Do you like this?" she taunts. "Do you like how hard I'm fucking you?"

"Yes!" is all I can say between screams of pleasure, my words barely discernible.

"Your pussy feels so good around my big cock, baby. I could fuck you for hours. I would let you ride me over and over, milking me of everything I have until you're cumming all over me. Would you like that?"

"Please…"

There is no talking for the next few minutes. Just raw, primal fucking. Elsa and I are climbing higher and higher, our bodies leaving Earth as we soar with pleasure. Every slap, every pull of my hair sends me closer and closer to my next climax, and I can tell every clench of my pussy does the same to my wife. The both of us are so close, there's nothing that can hold us back now.

Her grunts are becoming faster, more urgent, and I know instantly what's about to happen. "Ah! Anna! I… I'm close… is it… is it your safe day?" Elsa pants as she continues to pound me from behind. Each slap of her balls against my clit sends me further into ecstasy. I shake my head firmly, indicating that today isn't a safe day, yet my words shock her.

"Fill me up."

Her thrusts physically slow. "Are… are you sure?"

I nod. "We've been talking about having another one for a while. I know you've been ready and were just waiting for me. I was hesitant but now I'm ready to give it another shot. And it won't be a surprise this time."

Elsa's smile is infectious as she flips me onto my back, lifting my legs and pounding into me like we had never stopped. She leans over and captures my lips in hers, swirling our tongues together in a kiss heated with passion and lust. I could feel her orgasm building on her lips. With a final cry, I feel her reach the brink. Elsa sucks hard on my neck, leaving a hickey there as she explodes. A torrent of hot cum fills me up, seemingly endless. The sensation prompts me to join her, moaning in pleasure as I release. Some of her cum leaks out from the corners of my pussy, staining the bed below, but the rest of it makes its way inside me, making itself at home and probably preparing to give us a new addition to our home.

She eventually pulls herself off me and collapses on the bed. We lie there for a moment, trying to catch our breath. I take her hand in mine, squeezing it gently. "Sorry if I kind of sprung that on you. I was just thinking of it a lot while you were away. Dr Parr told me that cryptic pregnancies are rare and there's a near impossible chance for a woman to have 2, which is my main reason for going along with it. At least this time, we'll likely know if I'm pregnant and how to better deal with it."

"It's alright, Anna," she sighs, snuggling up against me. "I'm glad you've come to this decision. You're right, this time we'll be more prepared. Plus, I'll be more equipped to help you. I guess I need to stock up on peanut butter and pickles." A pause. "This wouldn't happen to have anything to do with Cassie incessantly asking to be a big sister for the last few years, would it?"

I let out a small giggle, "that child can be persistent. But no. This is my decision. I know I'm ready now."

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"Mommy! You're home!"

Cassie runs from our moms and jumps into Elsa's arms, nearly knocking her off balance. I just hope no one could see the slight wobble in our knees. We had to eventually pick ourselves off the bed and clean up, putting away any discarded clothes that could give away our sessions. I made us shower separately too. Although it's our anniversary, I didn't want Cassie to be dropped off early and get scarred for life.

"Hello, my little snowflake," Elsa coos, kissing her on the nose. "Thanks so much for taking her out today, guys."

"Not a problem at all," my mom says, capturing me in a firm embrace. "I'm sure you and Anna enjoyed your own anniversary reunion. Trust me, India and I know having a break from the kids is an essential. Plus, us grandmothers would never pass up a chance to spoil our little munchkin."

"Did you have fun with Nana and Grandma today?" I ask, giving Cassie a peck on the cheek. She nods enthusiastically. "We went to the aquarium to learn about fish and I got a clownfish toy!" Cassie holds up a soft toy, a small orange fish. "His name is nemo and he's my best friend. We went for ice cream after and I didn't spill a single drop!"

Elsa's mom makes the move to excuse themselves. "Well, we should get going. Allistair and Angus are waiting for us at home. Enjoy your anniversary, dears, and we'll see you soon." We say our final goodbyes and they leave, leaving our little family alone in our apartment.

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After hours of persistence, Cassie finally agrees to get into bed. Though, she did insist that we watch both installments of The Snow Queen and that we all sang along to "get the full movie feeling". Her face is too damn cute, how could we deny her anything?

Elsa and I had to wrestle her into the bath and into clean pyjamas after she tried helping herself to some yogurt and spilling the entire pint on herself. I thought her toddler days were tricky but her cheeky nature hasn't mellowed out at all. Elsa is convinced she gets it from me, and it's hard to disagree on that one.

Having a kid of your own really gives you a newfound appreciation for your parents.

"Are you comfy?" I ask, tucking her blanket under her chin while Elsa turns off the light. Glow in the dark snowflakes dot the walls and ceiling to fend off Cassie's fear of the dark.

"Yes, thank you Mama," she replies, cuddling Nemo close to her chest.

"Goodnight, my sweet girl," Elsa leans down and gives her a big smooch on her forehead, causing her to giggle.

"Mommy?"

"Yes love?"

"Will you and Mama ever have another baby? For me to be a big sister! Nana told me about bringing her baby brother to the playground when they were small and I wanna do that too!" Elsa and I glance at each other before I speak up.

"Well, being a big sister is a very big responsibility, you know that?" Her eyes widen with curiosity, hanging on to my every word. "Mommy and I both didn't have any siblings while growing up, but we were best friends since we were little which made us practically sisters. She's always been a good big sister to me. Being a big sister is more than just playing together. If you're going to be a big sister, you need to make sure you protect your little sibling no matter what. You need to keep each other safe. You can pick and choose who your friends are, but your family is forever. If you're going to be a big sister, you have to promise Mama and Mommy that you can do these things. Can you do that?"

Her little face scrunches up in thought, before she nods with determination..

"We know we can count on you," Elsa says, giving her a final kiss goodnight before we take our leave.

"I guess that settles that," I sigh, sitting myself down on our bed. "Boy, Cassie doesn't even know what's coming."

Elsa chuckles, pulling me into a hug. "She's going to be fine, honey. So are you. We're going to be just fine."

I smile at her, gazing into her bright blue eyes. "I'll always be fine as long as I'm with you."

A/N - Hello dear reader! I hope you liked this chapter. I originally wanted to skip right to the far future but couldn't resist throwing the fluff of a wedding scene in there. At first, I thought this would be it for this story, but I do want to have a proper epilogue when Elsa and Anna are older and their kid(s?) are grown up.

Also! I have a new Tangled fic up that I'm quite proud of. I've only published one chapter so far but have the next few already written. It's a G!P Rapunzel x Arianna with a more developed plot set in a modern AU so if you liked this story, I really hope you take a moment to check it out. Warning: there is (eventually) incest, so if you're not into that thing, feel free to not read it. Until next time, stay safe and wear a mask x.