Elsa sat morosely behind her desk, already feeling exhausted despite the fact that she hadn't even started working. The documents piled on her desk, treaties, proposals, etc, were all in such disarray that in order for her to even start she needed to decipher what pages belonged together. She sighed heavily and removed the top sheets, examining them. One talked about fish, the other marriage. Nope, those definitely didn't go together.
She was interrupted by a knock at the door. "Elsa?"
Dread filled her. At this rate she would never get her work done. "Go away, Anna," she called. While she loved her sister dearly- way more than she wanted to admit - at times she could be a pest. But it was one of Anna's traits and one she had to endure, along with her clumsiness. She preferred to deal with them another time, however.
"I'm coming in," was the response.
Elsa jumped to her feet to go to the door and lock it to prevent Anna from entering but the door was already swinging open. She cursed herself for not thinking quickly enough and using her powers to freeze the door shut. Plopping back into her seat, she pretended to be engrossed in her work, hoping it would be hint enough for Anna so she would leave her alone. She kept her head down and listened as Anna hesitantly shuffled closer to the desk, unusually quiet. Elsa waited tensely for the silence to be broken with Anna's normal exuberant behavior. When nothing happened, curiosity got the better of her and she finally lifted her head to look at her sister.
Anna held a small tray and a mug in both hands. She presented them to Elsa. "I brought you some tea and cookies. Oh! And a sandwich, too," she added, almost as an afterthought. "Since you haven't eaten and all. It wouldn't be right to have you do all this grueling work on an empty stomach."
Elsa's heart warmed at the thoughtful gesture and she felt ashamed for wanting to shut her out. "Oh, thanks. I knew there was a reason I kept you around," she teased, taking the items from her and setting them down on a clear spot on top of her desk.
"I do have some redeeming qualities. I'm not just a complete disaster waiting to happen," Anna kidded.
Elsa wasn't amused by her joke, taking her comment very seriously. "Don't let me hear you talk about yourself like that again, not even in a joking way. You're… perfect," she added softly.
Anna glowed at the compliment but tried her best at acting nonchalantly. "If you say so."
"I know so," Elsa insisted adamantly, her eyes showing warmth and love and something much more as she finally met Anna's. Anna detected the flash of desire that clouded Elsa's eyes just before she shifted them to the hands she was subconsciously wringing together. Elsa stopped the action when she discovered herself doing it and assigned her worrisome hands the task of picking up the sandwich. "Thanks again, Anna."
That brief glance they shared was all Anna needed to see the love her sister felt for her. Now she was one hundred percent sure about Elsa's feelings. But even so, she still wanted her letter. She still wanted to go with her plan. Her eyes settled on the stack of papers. Her letter was amongst them, but how to find it without arousing suspicion from Elsa? She couldn't very well just start rummaging through the pile.
Anna watched Elsa as she took several hearty bites of the sandwich Anna had brought her before turning back to the documents that needed to be dealt with. An errant crumb clung to the corner of Elsa's lips, catching Anna's undivided attention. Mesmerized by this daring speck, she leaned closer, finding herself incredibly jealous of the crumb, wishing she could be in its place. The lucky little bugger…
Noticing Anna hadn't departed yet, Elsa regarded her with a slight frown. "Is there something else, Anna?"
Both palms flat on the desk, Anna continued her slow forward motion, the strong urge to remove the crusty particle driving her on. She could reach out and wipe it off with her hand but it would be a shame to let the tiny crumb to go to waste. It would take only a second to remove it with her very own lips… or a swipe of her tongue.
Elsa's entire body went rigid as Anna inched her face closer, hanging over her desk, and she blushed at the close proximity and intense stare. Her heart was in her throat, threatening to burst out. She coughed rather loudly and said, "Anna…?"
Anna caught herself, realizing that she was practically sprawled across the desk and so close to devouring her sister's face. She reddened and pushed back heavily, repositioning herself firmly and perfectly straight in front of the desk. She cleared her throat and pointed at the side of her own mouth and said feebly, "You got… a crumb..."
"Oh." Elsa licked at the stray crumb quickly and Anna's fingernails sank into polished wood as her eyes followed the brief flash of her pink tongue. "Thanks."
"Yep." Shuffling from one foot to the other, Anna tapped her finger against the desk nervously. She ceased the tapping abruptly and clasped her hands behind her back, rocking back and forth on her heels and started to whistle, which consisted mostly of air blowing from her dry lips. She never quite got the hang of whistling. Maybe she could ask Elsa to teach her some day…
"Anna… can I help you with something? Cause if not, I really need to-"
"Actually!" Anna dashed to the far side of the study where a vacant chair sat and dragged it over, placing it right beside her sister. She parked herself in it and folded her hands on top of one knee and said, "I was thinking that maybe I'd sit and watch you work. You know, to prepare myself for the future. If I ever become… well, not queen cause you'll be queen forever, hopefully. But maybe if you ever need help and stuff. I could totally do that. Help you. With your queenly stuff. You look like you could use the help, you know. And I should be taking on some responsibilities, I mean, you shouldn't be stuck doing all the boring stuff. It's-"
Elsa silenced Anna's rambling by placing a finger against her flapping lips. "Anna, no. You're too distracting."
"In what way?" Anna inquired as her eyes zeroed in on the finger touching her lips. She fought the powerful urge to lick the finger and take it into her mouth. Patiently, she waited for Elsa's answer, already knowing the reason behind why Elsa thought she was distracting but curious to hear what she would actually say.
Retracting her hand, Elsa floundered for an answer. "Because you're… you're Anna. You're my little sister. You're meant to be distracting. It's what little sisters do." But not quite in the way you distract me, she thought. She patted Anna on the back and urged, "Go enjoy yourself, okay? Leave the boring stuff to me and don't concern yourself with any of it. Just keep being you. Just… do me a favor and keep the distracting down to a minimum, okay?"
Anna wanted to drag Elsa down and smother her with a deep kiss for being so damn cute. She leaned forward and pecked her on the cheek instead. "I love you," she said and engulfed her in a crushing hug, resting her chin between the crook of Elsa's neck, a position she found quite comfortable.
The Queen reciprocated the hug with great fervor. "I love you, too." Her hand fondly stroked Anna's long, auburn strands.
A twinge of guilt struck Anna. She didn't want to ruin such a loving moment, and a part of her cried inside for what she was about to do. But the opportunity was too great and she didn't think she'd get another chance, so it was now or never. She pulled back from the hug and gasped dramatically. "Oh my GOSH! What is that!?"
"What?" Elsa looked around in confusion.
"GAH! A bug!" Anna flailed her arms wildly, knocking all the papers off the desk in one fluid swoop.
"Anna!" Elsa cried, jumping up and helplessly taking in the sight of her work for the second time in one day once again a giant mess on the floor.
Anna clenched her teeth and sucked air in between them, wincing. "Ooh. Elsa, I'm soo sorry. I thought I saw a bug but it was just my wild imagination." She laughed apologetically. "You know what? Don't you worry about it." She came around to stand behind Elsa and pushed the tense woman forcefully into her chair. "You just sit and relax."
"Relax?" Elsa said tiredly, the idea of relaxing an impossible dream. She'd be staring at words for hours and hours. Her vision would blur, the words streaming into one big meaningless headache as her hand cramped from signing seemingly endless documents. Yes, the idea of her being able to relax was a fleeting dream, much like how the possibility of her ever spending any time in her little sister's arms was.
Anna nodded even though her sister couldn't see it and massaged Elsa's shoulders and around her neck. "I'll clean this mess up while you take a moment to relax and think of pleasant thoughts. How does that sound?" Elsa's forehead creased as she started to protest. "Stop that or you'll get wrinkles," she chided.
"Yeah, and each one of them will be named Anna," Elsa grumbled, rolling her eyes as she crossed her legs and sat back in her chair. She took her sister's advice and allowed herself to give in, to give up, relaxing against Anna's expert administrations, her nimble fingers coaxing her body into a jelly-like state. Anna increased the pressure, firmly pushing and prodding, her palms kneading the soft flesh that so readily surrendered to her. Elsa moaned and squeezed her eyes shut. Her head lolled to one side, exposing the side of her throat, and she nuzzled Anna's hand unthinkingly.
Any bad feelings Anna felt for pulling her little stunt disappeared, the sight of her sister melting into a pile of mush under her touch right in front of her eyes more than making up for it. Her eyes locked onto Elsa's pale throat and the visible throbbing pulse invitingly presented to her. She licked her lips and found herself drawing closer, wanting to bury her face into that neck, to press her lips against it, to bite it and leave marks of her own on that delicate skin just as her sister had done to her once before. Anna whimpered from the aching need burning within her, a feeling so strong she questioned how she remained in an upright position, how her hands were still massaging her sister uninterrupted without going astray.
Breathing raggedly, Elsa blurted out, "Anna…" Her eyes still tightly closed, she dug her fingers into her own leg as she crushed her thighs together.
Nearly swooning from the heady sound of her name coming from her sister's lips in a way that she could only describe as erotic, Anna hummed in response, "Hm?"
"That… that's enough." If her sister didn't stop soon she would make a complete fool of herself. Anna's innocent massaging was stimulating Elsa to the point where she was already teetering precariously close to release, alarmingly so. There was no denying how fantastic it felt and Elsa wanted it so badly but she couldn't allow it to happen. It was so wrong, too wrong to be worked into an orgasm by her unsuspecting sister's hands. "Please…" she pleaded desperately.
Anna melted at the plea. She noted the drastic plummet in temperature that had been nonexistent seconds before and halted her hands but kept them hovered in position just in case. Her voice, low and husky, murmured, "Feel better?"
Elsa expelled a shuddering breath, and, sounding way calmer than she felt, answered steadily, "Yes, very much so." Her body disagreed with her, screaming furiously at her to finish what was started. She cleared her throat and straightened in her chair, and Anna backed away reluctantly, disappointed. "Thanks."
"No problem," Anna said. She stood dumbly, forgetting what she should be doing next, her head clouded with desire. "Um…"
"My… work," Elsa said pointedly, scanning the documents dispersed on the floor beside her desk.
"Oh... Oh! Right!" Anna snapped back to her task. The letter! "You just sit where you are. Don't move!" she ordered, when Elsa made a move to get up.
Anna rifled through the papers on the floor, positioning herself so her back was facing Elsa. When she found her letter she almost cheered out loud happily but squelched the sound to avoid attracting her sister's attention. Squashing it into a tiny ball, she made it disappear down the front of her dress without Elsa seeing. With that problem taken care of, Anna finished gathering the rest of the papers and, smiling, placed them back on the desk, patting them into an orderly stack. "There!" she said, wiping her forehead with the back of her hand.
"Can you please go now?" Elsa said imploringly. During the time it took Anna to collect her scattered papers, she had hoped her libido would have quieted down, but it didn't. She grimaced with the painful need to pin Anna to her desk and kiss her senselessly, to rub up against her and take her. She thrust her eyes to the far wall and croaked out, "I… really have to get this done."
Anna was tempted to stay and tease Elsa some more, finding it alluring that she had such a strong affect on her through touch alone. Though she hid it surprisingly well, Anna sensed how close Elsa had come to discharging completely and utterly. But she fought it, perhaps even feared it, judging by how cold the air had gotten towards the end, which only ever happened when Elsa was in distress. The room temperature had been fine before that.
Now all the little slips of Elsa's powers lately made sense to Anna. She unwittingly was the cause of it.
"Yes, okay. I'll leave you in peace. I really am sorry for all the trouble," Anna said hurriedly. She planted another chaste kiss on Elsa's burning cheek, lingering for a moment before she turned away and left the study. Only when the door clicked shut did her legs finally give out on her.
AN: Next chapter the letter will officially be delivered. As usual, thanks to all my lovely readers/reviewers.