Bet you weren't expecting an update from HMH, well hah! You got one anyway!
Also, this one has SMUT. It's definitely NSFW. If you're reading in public, I'd suggest doing so discretely.
We're slowly getting somewhere. A plot is rearing its head...slowly.
Anyway, enjoy!
Until next time,
Dex
Hold My Hand
Chapter IV
"Can you hand me the C1?" Anna pawed blindly behind her, seeking the piece she'd earlier set aside.
"What does it look like?" Elsa asked, sitting a few feet from her sister, with legs crossed and lap occupied by two curious rabbits.
"It's like, uh," The redhead awkwardly kept one hand holding together the connecting corner of two cage walls, while the other continued to grope behind her for the piece. "like—like a screw, or something."
Elsa's eyes scanned the floor in front of her feet, where earlier Anna had spread out the several tiny parts that would be holding the cage together. "Uhm—oh," Shifting to free an arm, the blonde reached out and grabbed a screw, tossing it into Anna's awaiting palm. "There."
Anna withdrew her hand, looking down at the piece. "This is a C3, Elsa," The redhead dropped the screw at her side and extended her hand out expectantly, "it's smaller than that, check the instructions. It has pictures."
Pursing her lips, Elsa's eyes flickered to the open pages of their paper manual, double-checking the reference images. "Oh," She hummed again, turning back and reaching for a slightly smaller screw, and handing it to Anna.
"Thank you," The ginger smiled as she made quick work of inserting the piece and tightening it with her finger and thumb.
"You're welcome," The blonde replied softly, while lifting her little white bunny to eye level, smiling as she looked into its small blue orbs. The rabbit's nose twitched, and its ears swiveled.
"Are you coddling the bunnies again?" Anna asked, with her back to her sister as she worked.
"Maybe," Elsa cooed, though she was making those sweet sounds at the little creature in her hands.
"Have you picked a name yet?"
"I'm thinking Skadi," Elsa answered, pressing the tip of her nose ever so lightly to the bunny's own twitching one, "she looks like a little snow bunny, so."
"Cute," The redhead grunted as she twisted the bolt tightly, and then set the finished body of the cage into it's under tray, securing it. "I'm going to call mine Alva."
Elsa smirked. "Not Anniken?"
Anna snorted. "As cute a suggestion as that is," She adjusted the top of the cage, screwing it into place, "I'd rather her be named after a cute little elf, y'know?"
"I'm not sure what you think an elf looks like, but they're nowhere near as cute," The blonde insisted, quickly redirecting Alva as she tried to hop off from her knees.
"Well, elves are tiny," Anna reasoned, "and so are the bunnies."
Scoffing, Elsa rolled her eyes. "That's not really the best reason for picking that name." She retorted.
"Regardless," The redhead dismissed, wiping her brow with the back of her hand while admiring her handiwork, "Skadi's cage is finished."
Elsa leaned over to look past her sister, scanning the handiwork. "It looks good," She hummed, "I guess it was easier to do after building your own?"
"Yeah," Anna replied, standing up and walking over to take Alva from Elsa's lap. "It was way easier the second time around." She raised her little rabbit up to her level and kissed the top of its tiny head, between its ears.
Elsa stepped around her sister, opening the cage and allowing Skadi to hop in. "There you go," The blonde smiled, kneeling down to watch as the little white rabbit began inspecting and exploring the cage.
"Mama said to only put half a dish of pellets in, because the guide said they sometimes spill or knock their bowls over," Anna informed, watching as the white rabbit disappeared inside her nesting box, hearing tiny scratches emanating from inside the enclosure.
Elsa giggled. "She likes it," She commented, eyes wide and alight. Anna looked down, and smiled.
"I think so, too," She agreed. "And I'm glad you like her."
"She's really cute," The blonde hummed, her fingertips tracing along the bars of the cage, "this is one of the few suggestions from a doctor I've actually enjoyed."
"Well, good," Anna beamed, cradling Alva in one arm, and stroking her free hand down along the curve of the rabbit's back. "I may have benefitted from this as well."
Elsa stood and brushed off her knees, grimacing slightly at the fur which clung to the fabric of her pants. "I suppose we'll have to get used to this," She commented dryly.
"And the chewing," The redhead was quick to add.
"The chewing," Elsa wrinkled her nose, and then turned to Anna, "should I give her something to chew on?"
Anna nodded. "Yeah, Mama bought some chew sticks for them; you can give her one after dinner."
Elsa smiled fondly, sauntered over and pressed a chaste kiss to Anna's freckled cheek. Immediately, the ginger lit up in a brilliant shade of rose.
"Wh—What was that for?" Anna stammered, flushed.
"For being so sweet, for insisting we get two, and for building Skadi's cage." The blonde paused, tapping her index finger to her chin. "I suppose I owe you two more kisses then, don't I? You accept kisses as payment, I assume."
"I...I—Y-YES!" The redhead shouted, despite trying to remain cool and collected.
"Oh yes?" Elsa purred, sparking a jolt which ran through Anna's entire body, leaving a tingling sensation in its wake.
"Yes—but, only on the lips," The ginger pointed to her lips, then pursed them and closed her eyes tightly. She could hear Elsa giggling, and then felt the fullness of her sister's lips against her own. Her knees almost buckled, and she melted into the kiss, moving her lips over Elsa's.
And just as suddenly as the kiss began, it ended, and Elsa was stepping away and to the door. Wide teal eyes shot open, then blinked several times, her brain having to reboot.
"Elsa?"
The blonde smiled over her shoulder. "Dinner,"
"Oh, okay," Anna followed her sister into the hall, watching as Elsa closed her door behind them.
"You should put Alva away," The blonde gestured to the rabbit in Anna's arms. "I'll meet you downstairs."
"Sure," The redhead grinned, quickly scurrying towards her room while Elsa descending the stairs.
Dinner went by rather quickly.
Everyone ate, enjoyed their meals—made up of roast beef with carrots, yams and potatoes in gravy—and afterwards the girls were assigned to collecting the dinner dishes.
Idun stood at the sink, taking the dishes as they were handed to her, and giving them a thorough rinse under warm running water. Casting her lilac gaze to the blonde at her side, who was scrubbing the dishes with a washcloth, she cleared her throat before beginning to speak.
"Doctor Andersen will be coming by tonight." She said evenly, trying not to sound skittish about the subject matter.
Despite that, Elsa tensed immediately, and a cold chill filtered through the room.
"Please, Elsa," Idun looked over at her daughter pleadingly, "I know you don't like your appointments, but they're necessary."
Elsa remained silent.
"What's going on?" Anna asked, slightly concerned when she felt the cold chill in the air. She walked to the counter, unloading an armful of dirtied dishes. "Elsa?"
"Doctor Andersen is coming by tonight," The blonde murmured lowly, busying herself with cleaning the plates and cutlery in now cold dishwater.
"Oh," The redhead padded her way over and placed her hands on Elsa's shoulders. She could feel them go rigid under her touch. "It'll be okay, I'll stay with you." The redhead flicked her eyes to their mother. "I can stay with Elsa this time, right?"
Idun nodded. "You may." The brunette hated having to spring this on her eldest, but she knew it was the only way she could be sure that Elsa would be home and available.
"Then we'll be fine, right Elsa?" Anna gave her sister's shoulders a reassuring squeeze. Elsa sighed, and then relented, giving a curt nod. "Come on, we'll go sit in the living room and wait."
"Good idea," Idun smiled weakly, "he should be here soon."
Anna moved around her sister, sliding her hand into Elsa's; the blonde did jerk slightly at the touch, but despite her reflex, she entwined her fingers with Anna's and relaxed.
A few tugs, and with a bit of insistent coaxing, Elsa was drawn into the living room, and guided towards the sofa. Gently, Anna pushed the blonde down onto the cushions, smiling down at her older sister.
"And now we wait," Anna chirruped, dropping onto the armrest nearest Elsa's side, swinging her legs.
Elsa shifted uneasily in her seat.
She felt incredibly small, and exceedingly anxious.
"It'll be okay," Anna smiled reassuringly at Elsa's side, sliding down and taking the twin seat on the small sectional sofa, "you always get through these appointments without a hitch."
"I suppose," Elsa mumbled, threading her fingers together and nervously wringing her hands.
Which was difficult, especially with how shaky she was.
A knock at the door made both girls raise their heads.
The front door then opened, and there were muffled voices, and then the shuffling of feet. Not long after a man—clad in a well-tailored beige suit, clean and spotless leather dress shoes, white gloves and a briefcase at his left side—led by the girls' mother, entered the living room.
Elsa's gaze immediately found the ground, and fixated there, even when brown leather shoes entered her line of vision.
"Good evening, Elsa."
"Good evening, doctor Andersen." The blonde replied softly. All at once, the shoes became knees as the man knelt in front of her, and his hand lay gently on her shoulder. She flinched, but Anna steadied her, with a soothing hand on her back.
"C'mon, Elsa," Anna coaxed, rubbing a small circle in her sibling's shirt.
Reluctantly, Elsa raised her head and hesitantly made eye contact. Just as soon as arctic blue locked with warm brown, they flickered away, narrowing on something across the room. Doctor Andersen simply smiled, then stood and pulled a chair over, taking a seat and crossing his legs.
"How are we feeling today, Elsa?" He inquired, opening his briefcase atop his lap.
"Fine."
She wasn't trying to sound short, but despite knowing he meant well, the man made her uncomfortable. It was his job, of course, and she knew that. Still, at any moment he could change his mind with regards to her living conditions—he could change her entire life.
"That is good," He hummed, pulling out a few sheets of paper and securing them to a clipboard. "And how are you, Anna?"
The redhead perked up at her name. "Huh—Oh, I'm alright," She smiled broadly, her hand still tracing rings in Elsa's back, knowing it soothed her sister somewhat, "I've been busy, but otherwise good."
The man's short curly brown hair bobbed as he gave a curt nod in wordless reply, scribbling something down on the clipboard in his hands.
"Good," His voice was even, and it made Elsa tense. Anna watched with curious teal eyes as his pen moved rapidly across the paper.
"What are you writing?" She asked.
"Just some notes," He replied, then took a short pause before continuing. With his pen set down, he raised his head and looked to Elsa. "I heard there was an incident," He said flatly, and Elsa felt her stomach tighten.
"Oh, well," Anna intervened, "Elsa just got nervous. She saw a doctor, and she said Elsa just has some anxieties and—"
Doctor Andersen raised his hand. "Anna, please," He set his hand back down on his knee, "I need Elsa to tell me."
Elsa was silent.
She just continued to stare at the ground, with her lower lip caught between her teeth, as she gnawed it.
Anna pressed her forehead to Elsa's blonde locks, and she felt her sister flinch. "Elsa," The redhead crooned gently, "you need to talk to him—please?"
She remained silent for a moment, and nothing could be heard but the scratches of Doctor Andersen's pen.
"I felt overwhelmed," Elsa murmured, her voice was barely above a whisper, but still audible enough to garner the doctor's attention. "b—but I managed to get away from people."
The man set his pen down with a click. "I heard you froze a bathroom stall."
Elsa winced. "I…I—yes, I did." Her fists balled on her lap, unable to maintain the nervous wringing. "But Anna came and found me."
"That's right," Anna suddenly spoke up, "and I called mom, and we got it cleaned up before anyone noticed."
"What triggered this?" The doctor queried, seemingly uninterested in Anna's details.
"I'm not sure," Elsa whispered, "I just suddenly felt…agitated. Like something bad was going to happen, so I ran somewhere private because my…powers surged suddenly."
"So you lost control?" He summarized, and Elsa bit down on her lip. He began writing again, and her ears burned with the scratching sound of his pen on paper.
"Elsa has always had really good control, though," Anna insisted, never once letting up on her back rubbing, "one time isn't that bad."
The man sighed, setting his clipboard down on the coffee table. "Girls," He began grimly, "I understand that you two are close, and that you worry about being separated, but I'm trying my hardest to make sure that doesn't happen."
Elsa's knuckles blanched, and Anna's mouth snapped shut, her lips a tight line.
"If you lose control then our organization is here to help," He reached into his briefcase and tugged out several folders, each labeled with a name and serial number. "I have others, even younger than you, that I also visit periodically. I try to keep these people with their families, not take them away."
Anna's teal eyes flicked to the folder files, catching glimpses of several names. One stood out to her—Ariel. That was the name of a classmate, but she doubted Doctor Andersen was visiting the same Ariel.
"I know you're not particularly fond of me, or my visits," Doctor Andersen slid the folders back into his briefcase, "but they are necessary. In order for you to stay here I must visit you—but you should know I'm not here to take you away."
Elsa raised her head slightly, and then gave a small nod.
The doctor smiled. "Have you had any other instances of loss of control recently?"
The blonde shook her head. "No."
"Anna," The redhead perked up again, "were you with Elsa when she had her episode?"
The ginger mused for a moment. "Uh, no—I had gone off to buy something and Elsa was waiting for me in the food court."
The man hummed. "I see." He scribbled something else down in his notes, and Anna raised her head slightly, trying to peer over the clipboard to read his writings. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't see.
Doctor Andersen remained for another half hour before receiving a phone call and having to leave.
He said his goodbyes, and took his leave.
Elsa wandered back up into her room shortly thereafter, slipping into her chair and booting up her computer. She had a few hours before she needed to head to bed, so she decide to get a head start on some homework.
The pleasant silence lasted all of fifteen minutes before she was interrupted by the rapping of knuckles on her bedroom door.
Knock—knock—knock, knock, knock—knock.
"Come in," Elsa called over her shoulder, her eyes glued to the dim glow of her computer screen. Her door opened and then groaned shut, followed by the sound of muffled footsteps as they made their way across her carpeted bedroom floor.
Arms slipped around her neck, and weight pressed into her back. Despite her hardest to remain focused on her work, the corner of her lip twitched and she gave the faintest smile.
"Anna," She said, "I'm trying to do homework."
"I know," The redhead wriggled, "but you owe me a kiss."
Elsa snorted. "And you're claiming it now?" Her eyes remained fixed on her screen.
"Yes," The ginger slipped around and pushed at Elsa's chair, wheeling her back enough to climb onto her sister's lap, "kiss, please."
"You are impossible," Elsa smirked, now unable to see her screen, as her vision was entirely filled with her sister. Leaning up, the blonde pressed a feather light kiss to her sister's ready lips, then quickly pulled back. "My debt has been repaid."
Anna blinked, and then frowned deeply. Elsa placed her hands on Anna's arms and applied the slightly pressure.
"I need to work, it's important—"
"This paper isn't due for two weeks," Anna retorted quickly, "I know because I looked at your screen. You really shouldn't keep your schedule up if you plan to fib." Elsa laughed.
"I can work around you, then," The blonde quipped, raising her head to look over Anna's shoulder, while wriggling her arms under both of redhead's, searching for her keyboard.
"Alright, fine," Anna huffed, "I'll just amuse myself then."
Elsa paid the comment no mind as she managed to realign her fingers with the proper keys. "Uh huh."
The redhead shifted, trying to find a comfortable position, settling for nestling on one of Elsa's knees, with her own legs at either side of it. Elsa chewed at her lip, ignoring the warmth now pressed against her left thigh, which was emanating from her sister's body.
Anna, however, seemed keen on making sure Elsa couldn't ignore it. Draping her arms over the blonde's shoulders, she leaned her body forward, and in doing so slowly dragged herself up along the length of Elsa's thigh.
Elsa steadfastly ignored it, despite how her sister's movements made her own core begin to tingle.
"Hmm," Anna hummed, wrapping her arms around Elsa's neck, hugging their torsos together while allowing her body to slide back down her sister's thigh. Then, all at once, the redhead slid back up.
Repeating the action several more times, her intention, at first, had been to tease her sibling, but it steadily became too pleasurable to tune out.
And each time she moved, she uttered small, breathy sounds.
After a minute or two she had built up a rhythm, and was now shamelessly grinding her center wantonly over Elsa's thigh.
"A—Anna," Elsa hissed softly, quivering under her sister. "M-Mama and Papa are downstairs; you shouldn't do—do this…"
"I—In fairness, I hadn't planned for this," The redhead replied huskily, "but now—mmm—Elsa…please…" Anna's grip on Elsa tightened as she continued to grind herself against Elsa's thigh, flagrantly humping against her sister's leg.
Elsa arms were shaking. She wanted more than anything to touch her sister, but they weren't alone, and the fear of being caught doing this outweighed anything else in her mind.
"Elsa, please," Anna pleaded, her grinding growing more insistent with each passing moment. "Just—Just a little…"
Elsa groaned softly. It always amazed her how Anna could manage to break her resolve. "Alright…but keep an eye out," She hissed softly, reaching for Anna's pajama pants. With a few awkward tugs, she managed to get the waistband down to the redhead's knees, and slipped her thumbs into her sister's panties.
"I love you," Anna breathed softly, her cheeks flushed as her hips twitched.
"I love you too," Elsa replied lowly, pulling the frilly pink material of her sister's underwear down, pooling the garments inside her lowered pajama pants. "Even if you can manage to get me to do insane things like this…"
Anna laughed faintly. "You're extraordinary, Elsa."
"Lower back down," The blonde instructed, resting her right hand against her own thigh, palm up and fingers poised. The redhead did as she was told, lowering back down until she felt her sister's fingertips graze her sensitive, moist flesh. She gasped, and then mewled, quivering lightly. "Come on Anna, you need to sit…"
Nodding, the ginger continued her descent, moving into a more workable position. With her eyes fixed on her computer screen, Elsa's dainty fingers explored her sister's exposed core. She stroked the seam of Anna's lips, and then parted them, delving into moist folds.
"A—Ah," Anna gasped softly, her legs shaking.
"You're so wet Anna," Elsa commented teasingly, "I'm surprised you didn't soak through." The blonde's fingers moved over the slick flesh, seeking her target. After a moment of teasing and feathery light touches, she found her mark and gently slipped her middle finger into Anna.
"E—Elsa—mmm, y—yes!" Anna cried softly.
"Shh, Anna," sibilated, "you need to be quiet…" Biting her lip, the redhead whimpered and sat herself on Elsa's hand, grinding against her. Rewarding her compliant sister, Elsa curled her finger inside the hot, tight suction of her sibling's tunnel, and stroked the warm flesh.
"Ohmygod—," Anna slurred, shuddering violently as she began to rock her body, pressing herself down hard against the heel of Elsa's palm. Curving her hand, Elsa slipped her index finger into her sister's needy sex, pumping the two digits carefully while grinding her palm against Anna's clit.
The redhead gasped loudly, and then quickly clamped her mouth shut, silencing a string of pleasured sounds that threatened to escape her. Elsa began moving her hand hard against her sister's hot core, fingering deeply while allowing Anna to grind against her hand as she pleased.
"I'm c—close…so close," The redhead panted softly, clinging desperately to her sister as she rode her hand. "Elsa, I'm going to—to—aah!" Anna was quick to bury her face in the side of Elsa's slender throat, effectively silencing her screams as she came undone, making quite the mess of her sister's hand and pant leg.
Shuddering visibly, the only sounds Anna could manage were breathy gasps for air, which she greedily gulped down. Elsa, herself, was now incredibly aroused.
"Anna, can you do—"
"Elsa? Is Anna in your room?" Idun called as she ascended the stairs and walked to her eldest daughter's room. Both girls froze, and then Anna quickly jumped away, groaning when Elsa's fingers slipped out of her.
"P-Pull your pants up—" Elsa whispered under her breath.
"Wipe your hand on something," Anna retorted as she struggled to pull her undergarments and pajamas back up. Elsa swiveled around in her chair, snatching a shirt off her nearby dresser and quickly wiping the evidence away.
"Girls?" Idun opened the door, blinking at her daughters. She flicked her gaze between both flushed faces, and then pursed her lips. "You two weren't fighting, were you?"
"No," Elsa said quickly.
"We don't fight, Mama," Anna added with a wide, forced smile.
"Of course you don't," Idun laughed disbelievingly, "I just wanted to let you know that your load of laundry is done."
"Thanks Mama," The redhead replied as Idun shut the door and both girls breathed.
"That was way too close," Elsa pointed at her sister, and Anna flicked her eyes down to the blonde's fingers.
"But we're okay," The redhead grinned, walking over to throw her arms around Elsa's shoulders, pressing a kiss to her lips. "Mmm—and I owe you one." She added quickly before rushing out of her sister's room, leaving Elsa confused and aroused.