A/N: Thank you all for waiting so long and so patiently for this chapter. Unlike last time, I've actually started writing the next chapter already, so I hope to release it within two weeks!
There is one more chapter after this, then the epiloguge
Enjoy :)
Blurry, fantastical, incoherently quick, and flirtatious were what the next couple of weeks or so felt like to Elsa. She felt like she was lost in a dreamland of candy clouds, blue skies, and happiness twisted into a physical incarnation. Her and Anna were certainly being slapped around viciously by the honeymoon phase of their relationship, where everything's exactly as sweet as a candied cherry.
The sisters spent the days bathing in the sunshine like rays of each other's company. Anna seemed to be more than content to just walk around and explore different parks with Elsa on the days during which the wind wasn't biting enough to chomp their fingers and noses into icy oblivion. It was simple, no pressure, just what Elsa needed. She was able to engulf herself back into the outside world at the speed that she wanted.
Their evenings were always just as magical. They were still being cautious and moving purposefully through their relationship, and as far as bedroom activities, they hadn't advanced a whole lot, nor were they standing still. They were taking a tiny step each day. It was night now, on the first day of Winter, and these carnal exercises were exactly what Elsa had her mind on as she lay in bed waiting for Anna to join her for the night. Anna was in the shower, and it had been quite some time since Elsa took some alone time to take care of her needs. So, her mind was fixating on her sister in the shower, the hot water and soapy bubbles running scantly down her curves, and the possibilities of how Elsa could help Anna bathe.
She felt the familiar and incredibly welcomed tingling pull from between her legs and sucked in some hot air to keep herself in check. Anna would be back from the shower soon. Elsa practically held her breath until the door opened.
In came her stunning younger sister in her usual gown. Elsa could certainly discern that Anna did not have a bra on, much like herself. It drove her desires even more recklessly, and the second that her sister was in the bed, Elsa slammed their lips together.
Anna squealed into the elder's mouth in surprise, smiling with eyes that widened abruptly but soon became half-lidded. She began to kiss back just as passionately, laying her body on top of Elsa's. Their tongues dragged together, the wet and smooth yet bumpy texture pouring electricity down the elder's spine. Elsa arched her back in reaction to the spicy feeling, allowing Anna to snake her hand under Elsa's garment and on to a bridged, pale spine, digging her fingernails in.
Elsa gasped slightly, the sharp pain of her sister's nails in her back somehow felt wonderful and erotic. Her skin felt like fire and she wanted more. She wrapped her arms around her sister, tangling one hand into auburn hair. She yanked, not to get the hand back, but just because it felt right. Anna gasped at this, allowing her head to be tilted back with slightly parted lips. They made eye contact for a split second and Elsa could see the demand for more sparkling in Anna's eyes like the North Star.
Her little sibling's desire was granted. They rolled, and Anna pressed her chest against Elsa's, planting her knee between the Elder's legs, so close to her burning core that she swore if she focused, she could feel it. Elsa picked her knee up, somewhat mirroring Anna's position, and they drove closer. The contact when her sibling's leg just brushing her panties boiled in Elsa's core. Her heart rate was incredibly fast, her breathing shallow and uneven, and she could feel how wet she was becoming.
Anna bit her lip, which melted the elder's mind, and leaned in to continue their lips' embrace. Every point of contact between the two girls felt, to Elsa, like being touched with a branding rod. She swore she was melting into the sheets below and her mind was swirling like a whirlpool. She closed her eyes.
The lips on her own trailed down to focus momentarily just on her lower lip, leaving it damp as they continued their descent and began focusing on Elsa's neck. Her heart beat louder than a war drum, drowning out every other noise. Anna nipped at her neck and it elicited an amazing feeling within Elsa.
Anna's hand grabbed the elder's thigh and Elsa's back arched even more in delight. Elsa was panting hard. She wanted this, she'd pined for this for years. The two had been taking things slow and this steamy session was a definite escalation of anything they'd done before. And Elsa was feeling the uncertainty of venturing so far into new terrain.
Yes, she wanted this with everything mental and physical in her body.
But it was new for her. Elsa had never done anything like this with anyone before. No matter which way her mind spun the situation, Elsa kept coming to the feeling that she simply wasn't ready.
At that second, Anna inquired "Elsa?"
The elder looked at her younger sibling, noting the concern in the teal of those big, beautiful eyes. Elsa became slightly anxious trying to figure out why Anna was so apprehensive. "Yes?"
"Did um," Anna tucked some hair behind her ear, a dead giveaway that she was nervous. She gulped. "Did I go too far?"
Elsa pursed her lips. "I um-..."
"B-because I kept going and you um, you just kinda stopped doing anything and- and I hope I didn't make you scared or push you too far or anything-"
"No no no, Anna, no, you're fine, I was just," Elsa paused a moment, bringing her hands up such that she could gently rest her palms upon her sister's cheek. "You stopped right when I started to get nervous, not later." Her voice was as steady as a reassuring elder's was expected to be.
The brows over Anna's eyes loosened, but she seemed to calm down. "are you sure?"
Elsa smiled, playing with her thumb over the velvety smooth skin of a freckled face. "Completely sure."
They soon settled in each other's arms for bed, sinking into the silken sheets. Elsa mused over their... progress for quite some time before finally drifting to sleep. Everything just seemed so perfect, almost like she was living a dream. Elsa was just so Happy.
Christmas Eve somehow smelled like happiness and anticipation. Maybe it was the nutmeg, peppermint, and frost culminating in the atmosphere with a dance of sweet delicacy everywhere they went. Or possibly the loose smell of holly in all the stores and around their house, intertwined with armies of decorations, similar to how it was the night of Elsa and Anna's ball.
The spirit was definitely there everywhere in the mall. Elsa smiled, feeling light on her feet as she walked alone by a massive Christmas tree in the atrium of the enormous indoor mall. In front of the tree was Santa, smiling and asking children what they'd like for the holiday while parents proudly stood by and captured such a precious moment in time forever with their cameras. Elsa's heart fluttered as she remembered those days as a kid. Her and Anna always refused to go up separately, they wanted to sit on Santa's lap together. She smiled in nostalgia as she moved along to some stores.
A few clothing stores first, because who didn't like getting a nice dress, coat, or shoes for Christmas? Every time she considered an item, Elsa would reflexively look over her shoulder, making sure that Anna wasn't pulling a fast one and following her to get an early glimpse of the Christmas treasures. Each time, however, the bubbly younger girl wasn't there and Elsa like to think about what store Anna was in shopping for her.
After considering several options, the elder, in the third store she visited, settled on a nice, rich green dress for her sister. It was a winter gown, with thick material for warmth. It was still soft, and came down to the ankles. The bodice was form fitting and long sleeved, not revealing at all. Elsa almost selfishly wished that it was revealing. As she was purchasing the dress, she spotted some laced, red, Christmas-themed panty and bra combos and Elsa got a naughty idea. Her heart skipped a beat in the heat rising within her churning stomach. Would that be too much for where we are?
She finished her transaction and couldn't bring herself to leave the store without the secondary gift. After all, Elsa knew she knew Anna well enough to be certain that she'd love it.
Elsa bought the combo.
She then turned her attention away from clothes, wanting something more unique for her sister. She took a quick glance around and began peruse some more stores. She didn't necessarily want something expensive, she wanted something meaningful.
Not long later, Elsa saw it. "Perfect,"is all she could mutter to herself in transfixed awe. She peered propitiously at a lovely piece of jewelery. Well, two pieces. They were a pair of necklaces. Dangling from one was a small, heart shaped locket. It was silver and gold, carved with a fancy but not overly-busy trimming. It was sleek and beautiful, not showy and shiny. In the middle of the heart was a small hole. No doubt to fit its sister necklace, which didn't have a heart hanging, but rather a tiny, silver key. This necklace was pure silver, no gold trimming, but looked masterfully carved.
Elsa requested to take the items in question out of the jewelery box and fiddled with them on the glass counter top. To her immense joy, wreaking a wide, excited grin across her face and sending delighting shivers down her spine, the key fit the pendant, and even unlocked it to let it swing open. Just like all the literal and figurative doors I've opened this year. Inside was revealed to be a small area to store a little photo, or something. And the only way in was with that little key. Elsa smiled at the set. "I'll take it." Her stomach was already buzzing with excitement. This was perfect.
"There you are!" Elsa snapped to the voice, quickly locating it's source in the horde of people moving around much like a school of fish. Her radiant sister seemed to shine like the sunlight through the crowd with her bright smile, clearly hiding some full bags behind herself. Elsa did the same, jetting her hand full of goodies for Anna behind her back. She couldn't help the loose smile that formed just as seeing her Anna. Beautiful even in regular old jeans and a coat.
"Took ya long enough," the younger continued facetiously.
Elsa's eyes did a very familiar barrel roll as she giggled. "Looks like you weren't any faster."
Anna smirked. "Yes but I had to find the perfect gift." She stood tall and proud, puffing her chest out to drive her point home.
"Oh and you think I would leave you with anything less than the best?" Elsa raised her signature eyebrow.
The younger sibling's face dropped to casually curious, practically whistling and all. She sidestepped while honing her eyes in on the bags behind Elsa, who effortlessly twirled to continue blocking Anna's vision.
"No no, you have to wait until tomorrow, Freckles."
Anna smiled and lowered her eyebrows in a playful glare. "Then so will you."
Turning her chin up in a mockingly posh manner, Elsa agreed "I'd expect nothing less."
Mirroring her elder's tone, Anna quipped "very well, then," and started walking towards the car. Elsa followed. It was time to head home and relax until Christmas.
Elsa adored 'Elf'. It was one of her favorites to watch. After all, not really celebrating Christmas for five years didn't mean that she altogether avoided the holiday suggestions when it came to movies. Even now, though she'd seen it a few times, Elsa's face began to heat up and turn red as Buddy quietly began his duet of "It's Cold Outside." Elsa placed herself in Jovie's shoes, or rather her bare feet, in the shower and could only imagine how uncomfortable she'd be if a stranger saw her in the shower!
Anna, who was in her normal spot with her head right upon her Elder's heart, must have noticed a slight increase in the regular heartbeat below her ear, because she chose that moment to tease Elsa. "You know, sometimes I hear you singing in the shower."
Just because of the double embarrassment of the instant, Elsa's cheeks glowed bright and her eyes blinked rapidly of their own accord. "I- wait, I don't... Do I?"
Anna smirked. "Sometimes."
Elsa was dumbfounded because she didn't even realize that she did such a thing, really. Though she supposed it was possible, because she sometimes (actually rather frequently) got lost in her own mind in the shower. She just wondered what she sung about. "I..."
"Relax, Blondie, it's not the best singing voice but I still think it's beautiful."
Still blushing, Elsa questioned "no the best, huh?" Now with a small smile as she got over her hump of shock.
With a giddy shake of the head, Anna playfully poked "nowhere near. In fact, I could say that you could do with lessons, for the sake of my ears, of course."
Elsa chortled, rapidly trying to think of a witty comeback, all the while nonchalantly playing with fiery hair. "Yeah, well I've heard you-" Elsa's words got caught in a filter, thankfully. Her eyes went wide and her mouth hung there, at a loss for what to say. Her mind whirled back to the evening that she heard Anna pleasuring herself in the shower, and so many feelings gnawed at the elder at once. Arousal, steaming below the surface, nausea, butterflies in her stomach, she was about to go there.
"You heard me..." Anna questioningly and suspiciously prompted after what must have been a few seconds of radio silence from her elder.
Elsa could only looked back into teal irises as she scrambled to find something else to say. No matter how much she clawed or how many ideas she hooked, when she reeled them in, all she could think about were those moans, those soft, fast, heart-pounding noises. The first time Elsa heard Anna making any sort of sound like that. "I..." Anna's face was growing more confused and Elsa feared that Anna was coming closer to realizing what she was referring to by the second.
After a few more incredibly, crushingly tense moments, the quietude between them was broken by a loud buzzing noise. They both snapped their attention to the source, Elsa heavily relieved. Saved by the bell.
Anna's phone was rattling on the coffee table. Elsa had no trouble identifying the silly picture of Rapunzel that popped up on the screen. She choked on her heart and her stomach suddenly felt heavy.
A quick glance was passed Elsa's way before Anna answered it. It conveyed concern, as if to efficiently and wordlessly figure out what the elder was feeling. And in that split second, Elsa was able to wonder how Rapunzel was doing, how her and Anna's friendship was, if she was ready to talk to Elsa again. All in that instant, Elsa felt bad for not bringing it up at all, her friend, she hadn't spared a thought for her in quite some time.
"Hey, 'Punzel! What's up?" Anna's eyes once again flickered to Elsa's. The older sister couldn't hear what Rapunzel was saying, so she subjected herself to watching one side of the conversation. For a while, it was exactly what you'd expect from a phone conversation between two teenagers. Anna's happy demeanor and thrilled tone when she squeaked back to the phone even put Elsa at ease, allowing the tension to billow out like smoke until the fire of anxiety was quenched.
It was a lot of agreement and small talk, some shallow catching up to begin with. Later, Elsa realized that that should have tipped her off to the real reason for the call, why would two friends go through such shallow subjects for so long?
"Yeah, it's been good- great, actually," Anna replied to her phone excitedly. "Just spending the days with-" Anna hesitated for a second, looking at her sister "the best sister ever."
A moment of silence, the tiny murmuring of Rapunzel's incomprehensible voice breaking the background noise. Anna started again. "No, not really, we're just gonna spend it at home together."
Elsa furrowed her brows. What are they talking about?
"Yeah, it'll be nice," Anna was smiling and bouncy as she spoke. "I'm looking forward to spending Christmas with her." Elsa's heart skipped a beat. "Yeah, we're watching Elf!"
Is Rapunzel asking questions directly about me now? Elsa looked pleadingly at her sibling.
"She's good- great- fantastic, actually, I- oh... uh-huh..." Anna's face become much more serious, her eyebrows creased. She took the phone from her ear, placing her hand over the microphone and whispered to Elsa "she's calling to ask about you."
Elsa nearly choked and passed out. Anna placed a hand on her thigh, acting like a beacon, and gently soothing with soft caresses. She returned to the phone call. "Yeah, um, let me- I uh," she just drawled for a second before looking intently at Elsa. The stare was so intense that it felt like it was a sword piercing into the elder, like her thoughts and feelings were being x-rayed. Elsa couldn't breathe.
"Actually um, can we talk about it tomorrow? I can come over-" This didn't help Elsa's anxiety at all. It grabbed her like a pernicious shark. "Yeah- 'cause, you know, this- this might be easier to talk about in person, plus, I- I have a surprise for you."
Anna's face lightened up a little. "Okay, great, yep, bye Rapunzel, love you too, bye." She hung up and met Elsa's gaze. Anna looked to be considering something very seriously. It did not help Elsa, she began to physically clamp up like a clam, as if it'd protect her from what she was feeling. Elsa hugged her braid and knees to her chest, frightened.
"Elsa," Anna softly said, scooting closer. "Tomorrow, we're gonna go to Rapunzel's to talk with her." The freckled beauty in front of her clearly knew she was throwing quite a punch, and attempted to mitigate the blow with calm behavior.
The cowardice she felt pulsing through her veins like a poison made Elsa feel like she was back to before the ball, before she was free. She didn't like it. "I um, I don't know."
"I know, I know, it'll be hard and scary, but I know you can do it." Anna looked genuine. It pained Elsa that Anna wanted so dearly to do something that she saw as leagues outside her realm of possibilities.
"I don't- I don't want to."
Anna put a hand on Elsa's thigh. "Elsa, I know it's a big step, but I also know that deep down you do want to go."
"And how would you know that?" The Elder let her words slip out defensively.
It was actually a couple seconds before the auburn haired sibling managed to articulate her point. "Because I know you still want to be friends with Rapunzel, like before, and the only way to do that is actually talk to her. I know you know that."
Yes, that was all accurate with marksman-like precision. Bowing her head, a little ashamed of how hard this was for her, and even somewhat irritated at the situation, Elsa rebutted "I'm scared." Everything had been so perfect, it was Christmas Eve, did this really have to happen now!?
Anna was now circumscribing her sister with her arms, surrounding her with warmth and soft assurance. "Oh, Elsa, I know you are, and it's okay to be scared, but this will be good for you."
"Y-yeah but, I'm- I don't think I'm ready."
"I know you're ready."
"How?" Elsa snapped back sharply. "How could you possibly know that?"
For the second time in as many minutes, Anna stayed mute. She was only troubled by her elder's acrimony for a short while, though. "Because," she finally began evenhandedly, "you weren't jealous when I was on the phone-"
That was true, Elsa reluctantly admitted to herself. Her own stubbornness partially eroded like a sand dune, supplanted by her veneration of Anna. She nodded.
"-and you know that I know that you want to stay friends with Rapunzel-" Elsa's brain took a moment to process her sister's convoluted phrase. It was an odd way to put it, but at the same time, it was so Anna. "-and," the younger really drawled out, holding up a finger to really drive her point home like a grand slam, "Rapunzel is ready." She let the silence flow in and act as a catalyst to Elsa's consideration of her final reason.
It almost made the elder's ears ring, not for just the deafening truth of the statement, or jarring suddenness of finding such a thing out, but due to the dead silence that seemed to confine Elsa as she carefully thought about it. Rapunzel had just called and asked about Elsa and, from the sound of it, requested to speak to Elsa. Maybe she called Anna to test the waters, or in fear that Elsa might see the name and not be able to answer. That didn't matter. Anna knew for a fact that Rapunzel was ready, and now Elsa did, too.
The eldest closed her eyes and dragged a deep breath of the thick air between them. It felt like it was filling her stomach. "You're right," she breathed.
Without a word, the younger sibling leaned into her elder, laying against her. It felt good, especially when Anna's arm laid across a thin, pale stomach. "Thank you, Elsa," she whispered. Her warm breath trickled like water down Elsa's neck and tickled her ear.
"What for?" Elsa furrowed her brows.
Anna shrugged into their loose yet close-knit embrace and smiled pleasantly. "For trusting me."
Elsa could feel the tenderness of the moment pulsating through her heart. "Well," she murmured, "I don't have much of a choice, now do I?"
A breathy chortle was the first response, followed swiftly by a soft, playful flick to the tip of Elsa's button nose. She closed her eyes and scrunched her nose up at the attack, unable to help a grin. "No you don't," Anna said in a sly voice. She didn't hesitate to lean in for a slow, deep kiss, which Elsa gladly returned. It made her insides light up like a string of Christmas lights on the Winter Solstice.
Buddy the Elf so rudely interrupted their moment by screaming. Elsa jumped a little, having forgotten about their background entertainment, and looked back at the TV. She once more got comfortable with Anna and began paying more attention to the movie, but not before stealing another glance at the freckled face she loved so much.
Anna clearly wasn't watching the movie, nor Elsa, she looked like she was thinking about something. Is is something about tomorrow? Anxiety rose slightly in Elsa's ribcage, but just before she could ask, her sister blurted "I'll uh, I'll be right back."
At a slight loss, Elsa inquired "where are you going?"
Anna, having already jumped up and starting to walk away, looked back and muttered "the- um- the bathroom."
Once more, the elder found her eyebrows drawing close together and creasing her forehead. That was an odd way for Anna to excuse herself. Elsa knew something was up. She mused about it for a few moments, and when she asked, Anna just repeated the same reason: the restroom.
But it just didn't sit right with Elsa. It was like a puzzle piece that was carved wrong- not that it really bothered her all that much, but Anna was definitely up to some kind of mischief.
All that and by the time the movie ended and it was time to go to sleep on a quiet, semi-peaceful Christmas Eve, it was still gnawing in the back of her mind. As she climbed the steps, while she trotted next to her sister down the hall, as she entered her door-
"Wait, Elsa!"
The elder snapped out of it, quickly turning to find Anna and heart picking up to figure out why she was being yelled at. "What? Anna, huh?"
She saw her sibling with arms behind her back, grinning at her with what was almost a puppy-dog face. "Anna," Elsa chided.
"You missed something," was the cryptic answer.
Confused, Elsa looked around, not keeping her eyes off of her sister for very long. No matter where she analyzed, though, everything seemed to be the same. It several seconds before she asked "what do you mean?"
Smirking, Anna suggested "look up."
A few green leaves dangled above Elsa's head. It was... a mistletoe. Ice eyes widened, her heart skipped a beat, and her stomach buzzed in a way that almost hurt but felt so right. She looked back down to see Anna purposefully walking forward. Just before they met, Elsa spoke. "The bathroom? That was your best excuse?"
Anna nodded, her mouth still wry. There was a twinkle in her eyes, a streak of desire, and the same shine she saw a few nights prior while they were exploringin bed.
Elsa felt just one corner of her own mouth pull up into her cheek. Her heart fluttered, and before she knew it, the two were caught in a completely natural feeling, very affectionate kiss.
Anna started pushing, walking forwards, forcing Elsa through the door frame and swinging the portal shut behind herself. Anna wasn't shy with deepening the kiss, her tongue demanded entry, finagling its way into Elsa's mouth. Anna knew that Elsa wanted it, and Elsa loved that Anna knew.
Despite being the shorter of the two, Anna continued to assert dominance. Elsa let herself be pushed backwards, every step driving her heart faster, heating her body more. By the time she tripped onto the bed, fires of desire were alight from her chest down to her core and her breathing was becoming ragged.
She gasped when foreign nails dug into her shoulder, when Anna hovered over her on all fours, still leading the kiss. Elsa moaned softly when her sister nibbled on her lips, pulling them slightly with her gentle teeth and breaking the kiss.
In the silver glow of the Christmas moonlight, Anna's eyes looked as dark and blue as the depths of the ocean, and needy. Elsa was sure that she herself had a similar look in her eye, because Anna started nibbling her own lip with a grin. Elsa had to force her hands not to travel to the storm between her legs. Her mouth was dry, and she couldn't hear anything. All she needed was sight and, more importantly, touch.
And that she got. Her skin prickled as her sibling traced the sides of her nightgown. Ever so lightly at first, but by the time she was scratching Elsa's shoulder blades, she'd become more assertive with her touches. Elsa gasped, slammed her eyes shut, and bucked her hips forward, the bed falling from beneath her, leaving her to float in place. She clawed at the sheets to relieve some of the pressure boiling within, but to no avail.
Anna kept tracing her elder's contour, but this time starting a little lower down on her sister's body, nearing her hips. By this point, Elsa's nipples were hardening and she couldn't help but place one hand between her breasts to satisfy some of her mental demands. She could feel Anna's wry grin as she repeated the same action a third time, this time starting on Elsa's thighs, at the hem of her night gown. Elsa felt every little tickle, every scratch, every caress, every lick of flames on her body as her gown was lifted up: past her thighs, above her hips, almost to her chest and-
It stopped, just shy of her breasts. Elsa's eyes snapped open, her only now realizing how out of breath she was and how much she needed to catch it for a moment. But she didn't want to. She looked at Anna, dead in the eyes, her own face dripping with carnal desire.
Anna didn't speak, she didn't have to after glancing from Elsa to the nightgown. The elder immediately knew what was going on, and she didn't need words to answer, either. She smiled bodily at her younger sibling, who took the hint. Anna lifted her hands, undressing Elsa and discarding the garment.
She heard Anna gasp, and that made her wild inside. And she looked at her sister, knowing her own chest was completely exposed. She felt shy, she felt the burning of a blush, but that was simply nothing to the conflagration billowing all over her body, concentrating in her womanhood, and melting her willpower. Such a wonderfully lecherous reaction was partially thrust on her by the very fact that she was exposed to Anna. She so often fantasized about it, and even those sparse times when she was in just in a towel drove her and her libido crazy.
But now she was naked from the waist up, only her panties, and it was a thrill unmatched by anything prior, especially when coupled with Anna's now rapid breaths. Elsa realized that it might actually be too much when her sister grabbed her own gown. Elsa's breath hitched. Her heart pounded like a cannon as she hungrily traced the rising of Anna's clothing. She just about fainted when she saw the green panties. Elsa's own certainly had a wet spot, and Anna's did too.
Head still spinning, she eyed the lithe stomach before her, the lower ribs. Elsa sucked in a deep breath, only to find it stuck. Her brain was clogged, she could feel her arousal between her knees, the wetness dampening her inner thighs.
The bottom of Anna's night dress climbed higher, and as Elsa considered pinching herself to see if she was awake, the garment was discarded. She was left with a sight she'd imagined so many times in the past. A candle held nothing against a fire, just as Elsa's fantasies paled against the intensity of the real thing.
The freckles continued right down to Anna's sternum and lightly dusted her perky breasts. Even in the dim light, Elsa could tell that her sister's nipples were erect, and it sent her into overdrive. She needed to do something, needed something to happen.
Luckily, Anna only waited for a moment before moving in. She caged her elder in her limbs and slithered a hand up Elsa's lats. Her thumb eventually cupped the bottom of a voluptuous breast, sending sparks to her brain.
And suddenly, Anna's full hand was upon Elsa's chest, feeling the terrain and squeezing. Wide but lean hips bucked away from the sheets in response, the center of heated desire within Elsa melting and searing her skin.
Elsa's breath was fast. Anna's touch practically blistered Elsa's skin. Her back wouldn't relax, her entire body was wound up and tense. She bit her lip almost to the point of bleeding to try to reign herself in, but the wildness of her arousal kept bucking her around like an angry bull. Her mind was blank expect for the explosion of sensation ravishing her body. She felt almost like she was drowning, like her breath was getting farther and farther away, harder and harder to catch.
Elsa broke away, panting hard, she felt like she couldn't breathe. It must have just been too much. Her heart was palpable beating against her ribcage and her stomach buzzed with thousands of bees. She looked at her sister, still nude from the waist up, and saw stars.
"I'm sorry- I- you- we- and then- I-" the panting woman sputtered incoherently.
With solicitude, Anna quickly said "Elsa, Elsa, it's okay, it's okay, calm down," placing a gentle hand on a shaking shoulder. Then, with even more interest, and a hint of regret filled apprehension, Anna continued "did I do something? Did I go too far?"
Having had a short while, Elsa was more in control of herself, and could once again breathe, sort of. "No no no no no, I um," she blushed and looked away, "I just got a little um, too excited."
Anna let out a dry laugh, the kind that was extra bouncy from the weight of lifted anxiety. "I think I was getting there, too, don't worry."
Elsa giggled and blushed a pure burn. In a diffident whisper, she suggested "m-maybe we can t-try again tomorrow?"
With a raised eyebrow, the younger said "try that? On Christmas?" In mock hysteria. "I'd love to."
With a wide smile, fluttering heart, buzzing stomach, and now relaxing body, Elsa quipped "well I love you."
"I love you too. You're my beautiful Blondie." Anna flopped down on her side, right next to Elsa and looked her in the eyes. "Now, let's get some sleep, I think we're both excited for tomorrow."
Elsa blushed and nodded in agreement. "Yes, I think we are." She let her eyes slide shut as Anna took her place with her head atop a now nude breast. Elsa was riveted by the immense skin to skin contact, let alone her expectations for Christmas. It was going to be amazing, like old times. A celebration, care free, love would be sifting through the air. Much of it was, too, that Elsa couldn't wait to give Anna her presents.
It took Elsa a long time to fall asleep with her mind re-running the previous hour or so. When she did, the last thought in her mind was about how perfect Christmas would be with her Anna.