Tranquil. That's how Elsa described the next morning to herself. The groggy, half asleep lull that clouded her body as she came to the wonderful but precipitous realization of what's going on. The arm draped over her shoulder and feet playing with her toes, the soft, rhythmic puffs of breath flushing up against her cheeks, the warmth.
Elsa grinned her face in two and stretched, a small yawn escaping her mouth as she did so. She woke up next to Anna. She shifted and faced her younger sister, smiling like an aesthete examining fine art. Well, Anna was quite a beauty, such perfectly crafted cheeks, the little, sweet button nose covered in freckles. Her lips were so soft looking, Elsa suddenly felt like she needed to caress them, raising her heart.
Anna's face was so peaceful, so relaxed- oh, who am I kidding? The freckled face was laying on it's right side, the respective cheek being squished by the pillow and her mouth hanging ajar with a small wet spot of what was definitely drool right by where she was sleeping. Her hair wasn't even close to tame.
But there was still the peaceful rise and fall of her chest, which Elsa paid a little too much attention to, and the soft sound of her sleepy breaths. These were, of course, interrupted by little snorts every now and then, but Elsa didn't mind, she thought it was cute.
And the hair! It glowed, it seemed to light itself up as the morning sun grazed just bits and pieces of it. I could get used to this, Elsa decided as she settled back down and steadfastly continued her examination of her sister. Now that there was some light, she could tell that Anna's nightgown was pear green, splayed loosely over her body until it disappeared beneath the covers alongside the lower half of her torso.
Elsa readily lost track of time. That is, until her sister let out a great big yawn and stretched her arms high above her head, smacking her lips in content as she lazily opened her eyes. Elsa blushed and quickly looked away.
"Mm, good morning, Blondie." Anna smiled as she spoke.
Every time Elsa's heart beat it felt like it'd give her a concussion. "Morning, Freckles, how'd you sleep?"
"Excellent," came the happy reply, along with the brush of a hand finding its way to the platinum blonde's upper arm. Her eyes widened momentarily as her mouth went dry, the epicenter of contact burning like a thousand suns. "How about you?"
Elsa looked at her sister. She felt like she was dreaming, and in dreams you can say anything. "The best I've slept in a long time." She didn't even realize it as the words slipped out, but the subsequent panic they caused was short-lived due to a little, tiny, adorable giggle.
"We should have sleepovers more often, then." Freckled cheeks were brushed with red, which meant Elsa must have looked crimson.
Even though her heart and lungs had quit their jobs and were now just stagnant at their posts, she managed to squeeze out "sounds wonderful." It was a dream, it had to be one, or else it was a dream come true. Elsa had to replay what she'd heard several times before she believed that she heard right. Anna wants to sleep in here more! She discretely pinched her own thigh. Yup, I'm awake.
Anna sighed, still grinning, and rested her head on her hand, as if to get a better look at her older sister. She looked so... happy, was the only word that came to mind. Then again, so was Elsa, she had everything she wanted right in front of her, so she couldn't help but to do almost the exact same thing as Anna, sharing a deep eye contact without even realizing what she was doing.
"You know," the freckled beauty laying before Elsa said.
"Hmm?"
"There's no such thing as too much." Anna managed to look smugly content with herself yet entirely sincere at the same time.
Elsa furrowed her brow, heart being startled back into work and trying to compensate for lost time. "Huh?"
"Last night," Anna said cheerily, trailing her nails lightly on porcelain arms and finally finding Elsa's fingers to fiddle with, letting her attention drift between blue eyes and slender fingers. It sent shivers all over Elsa's body, she couldn't help but listen, it was like she was entranced. "You said you love me too much-"
Elsa's heart stopped, something it seemed to do annoyingly often, and her eyes bulged to the size of golf balls. She fought for breath. She didn't want Anna to hear that! What if she found out about my- my feelings! She curled her toes as tightly as she could to diffuse any visible signs of tenseness from her body.
"-and there's no such thing."
Caught in a funny place between intense delight and overwhelming embarrassment, Elsa let her face approach the temperature of the sun. She wasn't supposed to hear that! Oh but how strongly Elsa wished that Anna meant it in the same way as her. Then again, Anna didn't seem to mind. Now that Elsa looked, her sister was bright red, too, but smiling at her. So, she tried to calm down, but the rush she got from the entire situation made her do the opposite. "How about some breakfast?" She blurted very suddenly, very quickly. Bad idea.
Anna smirked. She knew exactly how to embarrass her sister for at least the rest of the day. Elsa filled with dread, but there was also an odd, electric buzz of excitement. She supposed getting teased by Anna was quite a riveting ordeal. "Pancakes?"
Elsa nodded faster than a woodpecker jabs a tree, mostly to end the conversation and move on, but also because pancakes really did sound good right about then.
Looking like a queen celebrating a victorious battle, the younger girl proudly said "sounds delightful, Blondie."
They both rose from the bed and Anna bounced over to the door and peered back at her elder expectantly. They made silent eye contact that seemed to thicken the air in the room for Elsa as she waited for her sister to leave so she could change. After a few moments, it was clear that Anna was wondering why in the world Elsa wasn't following her and beginning to think that it might be the phobia holding her back.
Okay, well, her phobia did still make Elsa a little reluctant to leave, but she could get through that with Anna. "Ehem, Anna, I- I need to..."
Furrowing her brow, the freckled girl asked "you need too... what?"
"Change."
Teal eyes widened. "Oh right, yeah, I'll go um- I'll go change, too." Elsa giggled a little, it helped to dispel the slight awkwardness clouding her. That is, until her sister's next line. Anna was leaving, but turned back as she walked through the door and spouted "I'll be right back, don't miss me too much," with a wink.
Elsa cheeks actually hurt from how red hot they became as she looked at her own, bare toes, and then her door clicked shut. Anna was gone. "Phew," she sighed, because she had a few moments to collect herself. Her heart did a little dance, she could tell Anna was just messing around, and it was electrifying.
Shortly, Anna was back at Elsa's door in a nice pink blouse and jeans, looking casual yet pretty. Elsa wore a simple blue dress that knew Anna had expressed a liking to in the past. They both went down to the kitchen. The elder had to take a moment to gather her wits, but they all scrambled into position on their own when a warm hand interlaced its digits with her own. Together, Elsa had no problem making it downstairs.
Nor did she have any trouble once she got in the groove within the kitchen. She mixed up some pancake batter from scratch and began to let them sizzle on a skillet. Throughout her endeavor, the blue eyed woman would steal glances at her sister, who was always looking back admiringly with a nice little smile on her face. Her freckled cheeks were squished up against her palms as she lazily rested her head. Elsa couldn't help but let her face become a little red while she cooked.
In no time, breakfast was ready to be served. Elsa plated their food while asking "syrup?"
She met big, teal, and mischievous eyes. Anna said "yes please," then she bit her lower lip subconsciously, "I'd like a little too much."
Elsa boiled and giggled in her spot, unfortunately not able to fan herself, as she was holding two plates. Breakfast was back to normal.
Elsa and Anna were on the couch after the red head got back from class that afternoon. The older of the two was sitting down, surfing the web for a new phone while Anna did her level best to make such a task impossible. She was laying on her side, her head in her sister's lap and facing the screen, making Elsa have to rest her left arm on Anna's body and take a very praying mantis-like pose when she wanted to type anything.
And of course, Anna was animatedly talking about different phones, advertisements she saw, and anything that crossed her mind, her hair tickling and her head bouncing around a little bit. Elsa was nearly drawing blood from her own lip as she focused on trying to work down her arousal. Her lady parts, however, were becoming agitated in the best possible way as her desire was providing such pressure and proximity. It was like an electromagnetic pull on Elsa's core that she had to constantly fight against.
"What about that one?" The question goaded Elsa into looking at the screen and reading the details.
"N-no, that one's screen is way too big," she decided out loud.
Anna stroked her chin and said "hmm," in reaction. Excitedly, she pointed out another. "This one's pretty much the same, but smaller."
Elsa looked. It was different from her old phone. But change isn't always bad, is it? After a moment of internal wrestling, she decided that it would do perfectly well. "Good eye," she complimented as she added the item to the cart. She next picked out a blue case with snowflake patterns made out of little jewels and made her purchase.
Anna spun on her elder's lap, grinning like a madwoman. "Now, let's find you a new dress."
Obviously, this was readily accepted by the platinum blonde, so she excitedly went to a website for one of her favorite retailers and began to browse all of her options. She spent several minutes scanning the screen, lips curved upwards, and admiring the beauty of the expertly crafted garments. Some of them were simple and practical, some were miles over the top.
"This one's pretty," the platinum blonde said, clicking on a fairly straight-forward teal dress. No sleeves, a knee length skirt, and an unobtrusive color made it perfect for daily use, as she'd probably be using it for. "It matches your eyes," she added almost accidentally. The words just kind of slipped out.
Anna hummed. "While that does sound perfect," she playfully bragged, "but there was one that complimented your beautiful eyes."
Elsa smirked. "That one sounds even better," as she clicked back to the array of dresses.
After chuckling, Freckles pointed out the item she was talking about. It had a dark blue, foot-length skirt, but the sleeveless body was lighter blue, trimmed regally with the same, powerful blue that the skirt was made of. It did look really nice, and Elsa was tempted to buy it right then.
But then she noticed something. "What about this one?" She clicked on a similar dress to the blue one, but it was rich green and light green respectively, rather than the shades of blue. It was... it was so... Anna. And because of that, Elsa desired it even more.
"Elsa," the word was accompanied by a slap to the wrist and a pretend scolding. "That's my color!"
Without even thinking, she spewed "well then I guess that means I'm yours whenever I'm wearing it." When she realized what she'd said, Elsa's heart stopped, cold and dead. Her breath baited itself, and her entire body blazed like a wildfire. She was sure that she let too much slip out. She gave her sister a nervous smile to rectify her mistake.
Anna turned to face her, eyebrows brought together and mouth in a straight, serious line, still resting her head in her elder's lap, still putting pressure on Elsa's core. Elsa prepared herself for the worst, for Anna being disgusted, telling her to stay away, or even leaving.
"Be careful what you wish for," came the mocking tenor, "because I demand royal treatment from my all personal maids."
Wait, what? It took several seconds for the older of the two to catch up, to properly process that Anna liked what she said and responded positively. She looked down at her sister to find a smile interrupted by a chewed lip and a wink that felt like then thousand volts to the heart. Her insides nearly exploded, gushing and melting and wiggling everywhere in disarray, an errant mass of enchanted love. "I- you- I uhh..."
Anna raised an eyebrow and right then, all Elsa could think about was how hot that was.
"I'm definitely g-getting this one, th-then," she dared to say as she added the green dress to her cart.
Donning something between a victorious, an evil, and an enthused grin, Anna piped up "great!"
Elsa purchased the green dress.
That evening, the girls were preparing for bed as per usual. Anna had gone to change and brush her teeth while Elsa did the same. A few minutes later, there was a knock on her door. Elsa smiled excitedly and swung open the portal to find exactly what she expected: Anna in a soft green night gown that was about mid-thigh length, grinning at her. She invited herself in, Elsa shut the door. Elsa pried her eyes away from the exposed flesh and tried to redirect the growth of her imagination from the places underneath her sister's nightie. But imagination grows like a wild vine, where it wants, when it wants, and she began to feel hot.
The elder of the two strolled over to her bed, expecting to get in and Anna to simply say goodnight. And, if I'm lucky, maybe she'll give me a goodnight kiss like last night. Elsa's heart skipped a beat as she recalled the experience, and her lower body pooled with a warm, tingly sensation when she thought about how Anna slept in the same bed as her last night. Elsa's knees wobbled, almost dropping her. She needed some time alone soon to take care of the ache between her legs.
She climbed in to bed and looked up a little expectantly at her sister. Anna was nibbling on her lip and restless where she stood, which caused Elsa rapid concern, but before she could ask, she was listening. Anna tucked some loose strands of copper behind her ear as she spoke. "I was wondering if um, if you w-want me t-to sleep in here again tonight." She made eye contact with Elsa, her face glowing bright red.
The room became very hot and a little spinny to Elsa. She wanted to answer, she wanted to scream yes! But her tongue was caught in a taffy machine. "I..."
"It's just that, you know, I uh, I felt... good sleeping with you- er, not with you with you b-but, you know, n-next to you- together" both girls' faces were super red. If Anna was blushing that hard, Elsa didn't even want to know how ripe the tomato she resembled was. "- and I just thought m-maybe I could tonight- again, tonight." Anna was bouncing in place while Elsa reigned in her tongue like a wild horse.
Elsa's eyes rolled in the ecstasy of a mental orgasm as she tried not to sizzle in her spot. She was thrilled, to put it lightly. She loved sleeping near Anna, and now she had the chance to do it again. She wouldn't miss this opportunity to embarrassment, surprise, or nervousness, all of which were grabbing at her tongue. Anna's question was too auspicious and her behavior was too cute. "I- of course!" The words came out desperately eager sounding to Elsa, but at least it was an answer.
Aquamarine eyes lit up to teal as Anna's cheeks were wrinkled by a wide smile. "Great! Elsa, it'll be so nice!"
The sound of Elsa's heart was a constant buzz as this point. She scooted over to make room for Anna. "Yeah, it will be." God she could barely breathe.
Anna nestled herself within the blankets, scooting close to her sister and settling for laying on her side and holding Elsa's hand for a little while.
Elsa was just trying not to drown in the liquified air. She wanted to put her arms around Anna, desired to fall asleep in her arms again, but was too timid to make such a move. They had done it last night, so what was the problem? What if Anna rejects it this time, what if she finds it too intimate or it's too un-sisterly? She spent so much time worrying about what she could and couldn't do that Anna took matters into her own hands.
Gentle, warm, silky smooth arms found their way around Elsa's body as Anna scooted in and nuzzled her head cozily upon her elder sister's upper chest. Every muscle in Elsa's body, including several that she didn't know existed, became stiff as stone. Blood rushed to her every extremity as she heard a soft hum of delight and felt Anna's leg, which was mostly bare rest on top of her own.
Wow she was hot, Elsa was starting to feel hot flashes blitz down her body, flaring wildly in her core, especially as Anna shook a little bit to adjust her weight. Elsa was biting her lip too hard, she could feel herself growing needy, feel the dampness between her legs.
She almost jumped out of her skin when Anna spoke. "Goodnight, Blondie."
Elsa looked over, untying the tangled mess of her tongue to respond. "N-night, Freckles." And as she accidentally got lost in deep eyes, she added "I love you."
This earned a grin of Anna, who then leaned in and pressed impossibly warm lips to Elsa's cheek. It set a fire ablaze, spreading to a conflagration all over the elder's face and chest. She silently shuddered as she drank in the brand new, wonderful experience of Anna kissing her cheek, rather than her forehead.
It was that much closer to her lips.
Anna pulled away with a little smack and red cheeks. "I love you, too, too much," she winked playfully and subsequently nuzzling her head into her sister.
Elsa blushed and giggled at the comment. Tonight was a good night.
On Wednesday, Elsa felt unprepared. After all, she hadn't used the goggles the previous week, and the last couple times she used them she barely even managed to get them on. But she had to try today. My Anna's back. I can do this, she lied as they approached the virtual reality device. Her heart clenched like an iron fist in her chest.
Anna's hand on her waist weakened the oppressive grip on Elsa. "You can do this, I believe in you."
Elsa steadied herself. "Thank you." They were downstairs, just arriving at the couch, where the goggles waited patiently to torture her. They were like a slumbering beast, a forgotten nightmare still lingering in the dusty, webbed depths of one's mind, waiting patiently its time to return to relevance.
There was a soft pat on her back as Anna went to prepare the simulation. Simultaneously, Elsa gazed at the juxtaposition in front of her: the forlorn goggles resting almost peacefully on the warm, familiar, and inviting couch. It was like a hot front and cold front meeting, and she was going to have to wade in the storm. She let out a long sigh that shook from head to tail.
To Elsa's dismay, Anna didn't take forever to prepare. "Okay, it's ready, just-"
"A-Anna, I don't know if I can do th-this," the elder said while cocooning herself within her own arms.
"You can," came a startlingly stern reply. Anna took Elsa's hands in her own and made strong eye contact. The simple sureness emitted from the younger girl made Elsa's statement seem a little farther from the truth.
Elsa nodded and gripped her goggles with a deep breath. She felt her sister's hand gently on her back, acting like a guide who'd stay calm no matter what happened. With this last push, she slid into a textured world of fake buildings and simplistic land.
And her breath picked up, she immediately felt like she was sucking water or fighting a persistent, pernicious malady. Soothing waves of treatment came from Anna's voice, insisting "it's okay, I'm right here, I've got you." With each one, Elsa felt a stronger for a brief moment, resistant to her inimical disease.
The platinum blonde's breaths became so labored as she gradually walked that she could barely hear Anna's seemingly far away calls of "come on, just a little more!" Elsa was starting to see stars and feel light headed.
But she was doing it. She had put the goggles on, she was wading through the empty city, slowly, with no background noises, no fake people, just her, a sidewalk, and some buildings. Elsa had taken back some ground from her phobia, and this gave her the confidence she needed to march onward.
That is, until the warning came. "Okay, I'm going to add cars, don't worry Elsa, you're doing great."
Elsa froze in place, too scared to move, heart pumping too fast for her to breathe. She was going to try to talk. A hand grabbed hers, the initial jump fading as she realized it was Anna. The contact radiated support like a space heater comforts during Winter. "Are you ready?"
Elsa gulped and nodded. "Y-yeah."
"Okay, three, two, one, now."
Swishing, dashing, tires on asphalt, the purr of engines, and ringing in her ears were all sounds that Elsa immediately experienced. She kept her eyes on the concrete below her, hoping that she could overcome the sounds, take control of the reminders of her accident five years prior. She curled up, choking on nothing but everything, panic trembling through her body and ravaging her until she was about to pass out.
The cars were insurmountable.
But then the sounds stopped, the sidewalk was pulled from beneath her. She could hear how loudly she was sniffling and crying, she could feel her hands on her face, not her headset.
And Anna was holding her tight, sheltering her from what she had just done. It was over. "It's okay, Elsa, we're done, you're safe."
Quite quickly, she platinum blonde's panic attack was viciously battled and defeated. She wiped her eyes of tears, sniffled, and looked up to see her sister's lovely eyes concerned and proud. Through a still sore throat, she asked "h-how'd I d-do?"
Anna smiled and patted her sister's back. "You did much better than last time. I'm really proud of you, Elsa," she said, lionizing a small but important victory.
Elsa couldn't help but grin in warmth.
"Hey, Anna?" Elsa prompted as they were winding down on the couch later that afternoon. They weren't really doing anything in particular. Either one would glance at their computer screen every now and then to do a couple seconds of studying or homework, but Anna spent a vast majority of her time content to lean back over her sister's lap and twirl platinum, lush strands of hair between her fingers while humming cheerily.
Elsa, for the most part, was more than happy to close her eyes and let her mind and body idle as the ticklish, intimate sensation of Anna's actions trickled down her body like cold water, causing every hair on her being to stand at attention. Her mind was meandering as she nearly dozed off several times. It brushed against her memories of Rapunzel more than a few times, which began to really cramp her repose style. When the nibbling in her stomach became too demanding, she had to pipe up.
"What's up, Blondie?" Anna didn't move her head from Elsa's thigh, nor did she relinquish the hair.
Elsa briefly giggled and grinned. Though it helped, it's effect was short lived. She figuratively and partially literally folded up. She was a little embarrassed to ask this. "I um- I've been thinking about, uh, about..."
Anna raised an eyebrow. She does that more than me now, I think, even though she does it to poke fun at me! The irony of the situation was, in all likelihood, lost to the freckled beauty, which made it worth a chuckle to Elsa. "Thinking about... new dresses?" Anna finished for her, using Elsa's own French braid to tickle her as she teased her.
Another laugh under the breath. Elsa felt much more at ease now, but her reservations were still prominent, because she had to wonder how her sister would react to her question. After all, Anna was very jealous around Rapunzel. "No, I um, about Rapunzel."
It almost looked like Anna grimaced a little at the statement. Like it was a poorly cooked meal that she knew she had to force down to be polite. That made Elsa want to retreat, but she opted to stand her ground. Clearly trying to look more positive, Anna asked "what about Rapunzel?" It, however, came out slightly bitter, and the downward notch at the corner of her mouth, the slight twitch of her eyebrows creasing her forehead, notified Elsa of how her sister felt.
Elsa had some explaining to do. "It's just," she started, grabbing her braid with both hands, causing Anna to release said hair. "It's just all three of us have been friends f-for so long and we wanted- we wanted to keep our friendship."
The more Anna appeared to consider this, the more relaxed she seemed to be. She raised an eyebrow. "It sounds like you two have it figured out already."
"N-not quite," Elsa admitted. "I don't know how long I should give Rapunzel before I, you know, talk to her again."
Anna maintained steadfast eye contact as she chewed her lower lip almost aggressively. Her eyebrows moved as if they were the scales she was using to weigh her different options. Her voice was a little wavering, a sign of anxiety. "I guess that depends..." she trailed off.
"Depends on..." Elsa practically begged.
Now, teal eyes snapped the steady line of contact they had with their baby blue counterparts. Anna's hands folded to her own body and intertwined with themselves restlessly. "Did she ever say, um, that she- that she's i-in love with you?"
Elsa froze like water in the arctic. Her mind took a respite and left her hanging in limbo for a while as she just stared blankly, processing. After a couple seconds, her eyes blinked rapidly, as if the strobe affect they created would wake her up from her daze. It worked, apparently, because her brain got inundated with thoughts like what do I tell her!? I have to tell her the truth, she deserves it! But will it hurt her? Why would it hurt her? "I..."
They looked at each other silently. God, Elsa could taste the tension.
"Yes, she did," the platinum blonde whispered, looking away and hugging her braid.
Anna's gulp was audible, like an exaggerated sound effect from a cartoon, like Goofy, but painful sounding. There was silence between the two for so long that Elsa had time to mount and begin to win a battle against her trepidation, coming out triumphant only to find a mountain blocking her way.
Pursing her lips and finally saying something, Anna just breathed "did- did you say it back to her?"
Elsa knew that her sister simply needed such information to make an informed decision. She knew that it wasn't the impossible, that Anna wasn't asking because of some more than platonic connection, but she couldn't stop herself from hoping. Plus, even if she didn't need the information, maybe she just wanted to ask her older sister about these things, to keep the water between them clear and calm. All Elsa could do was shake her head, her tongue was trapped.
It looked like some omnipotent being breathed life back into the younger girl's eyes and body. Elsa hadn't even realized how much color Anna was missing, until it came rushing back. Her voice sounded brighter. "M-maybe you should wait a little while longer, then. So she can, you know, move on."
Elsa pursed her own lips now. She supposed Anna was right. Plus, she was glad that some of the tension between unwound. Anna was still visibly jealous, though. "Y-yeah, I think you're right."
"But um- but I can talk to her at school if you want. To just- to see when she's ready." Anna's jealousy was manifesting a little differently now, when compared to when Elsa was dating Rapunzel. The red head's hands were drifting to their older sister, and she rolled farther into Elsa's lap, keeping her like a territorial guard dog. Now, she was pulling Elsa in, not pushing her away. She was overcompensating. And Elsa had to admit, she didn't mind one bit, especially when a lovable, roaming had began gently scratching her back. She purred and arched her back like a cat.
"Y-yes, th-thank you."
Anna simply sang "mm-hm" and kept doing what she was doing.
As seconds dripped by like water from a faucet, Elsa's eyes listed lazily closed as they rolled back in ecstasy. Her hands stroked softly upon her sister's hair. She smiled quiescently, letting the soothingly thrilling interaction infect her body like a virus, slowly making her catatonic. A happy sigh slithered out of her lips.
Things were finally going back to normal.