'What time will dinner be ready?', Elsa texts to her sister. She puts her mask over her face and makes sure none of her features are showing. Her phone vibrates after another moment. The name 'Aladdin' flashes across the phone.

How many fucking times do I have to ignore your call before you get that I don't want to deal with you today?

She hits ignore and the phone beeps again, 'Dinner will be ready around 9, can you make it out of work by then?' Elsa checks the time and does a quick calculation in her head.

It's seven-thirty now, and the bus dropped me off by where Kristoff and I were last night. If I can skate home, I will have about an hour to make a target and get some cash tonight. Just keep thinking about Anna... Get this shit done and make it back to her.

A dreamy smile sprawling across her face, she thinks about the nails that dug into her back earlier that night. She bites her lip and closes her eyes, trying to remember exactly how it felt. "Anna", she moans out loud. Suddenly a wave of guilt hit her.

She's your fucking sister god dammit... If she found out about this she would think you were disgusting.

Her mind fighting against her again, stops her daydream and she opens her eyes. A woman's voice calls from behind her, "well, well, well..." She spins around to find three people behind her. Three short black bangs hanging out from under the girl in fronts bandana, "it's a bit late to be out for a walk isn't it?", she mocks, "don't you think so Banzai?"

The man to her left lets out a laugh his mohawk shaking along with his stomach, "Yeah, way to late for a walk, what do you think Ed?"

The last man just giggling madly, his eyes are the only things visible through his mask. As one of them looks at Elsa, the other darts off to the side.

Elsa sighs and smiles behind her mask and keys into her phone, 'More than enough time! I just need to finish cleaning up and I'll be on my way! :D'

Banzai looks down his large nose at Elsa, "Shenzi what the fuck is this? This little bitch thinks she's cute trying to ignore us! Can we just fuck her up already so we can go eat?"

Laughing, Shenzi boasts, "you will be our fourth victim tonight! Sorry girl, but you are in the wrong place at the real wrong time."

"No, no, no", Elsa retorts without looking up from her phone, "I'm actually right where and when I need to be." Elsa chuckles a bit to herself, "now I don't need to go looking for someone to mug cause you three brought the money right to me!"

The three falter at Elsa's confidence, Banzai finally speaking up for the group, "screw this it's one girl, I'm gonna fuck you up!"

Elsa lifts her head high, "please... Call me White Queen."

Anna sets out plates and smiles warmly at the dinner table. She wastes no time straightening up the plates, the silverware, she even put out small candles in the middle of the table. Her face flashes guilt for a moment, that she quickly covers up with a forced smile. She sighs and walks into the kitchen. She opens the oven letting good smells fill the house, and hears the front door open.

"Elsa?", she calls absentmindedly.

"Hey! I'm back", Elsa shouts back, "my manager let me take a bottle of wine home. I know you don't usually drink but I figured that we could have some together."

"Hm...", Anna tosses around the idea.

Before she can respond, Elsa continues, "I'm gonna get cleaned up real fast since I still have like twenty minutes before dinner should be ready." She puts the bottle on the side table by the couch and runs upstairs to the bathroom not even stopping to look into the dining room. She dashes into the bathroom, locks the door, and looks in the mirror. Filth and dirt cover her from head to toe, her tussle with the three other muggers, not only gave her a pocket full of money, but a warm feeling in her chest. The way her heart was pounding wasn't like the way she felt when she mugged random people on the street. It grew every time she thinks about it. She feels stronger, happier, more alive than ever before.

She jumps in the shower real fast and thinks about her talk with Kristoff, about what she's going to do when Mal comes calling, and about how whatever she decides will affect not only her, but Anna as well. Her mind starts to wander thinking about her sister, then her hand begins to follow. It snakes its way down her body, and begins to shake a bit more with each inch she pushes south. Her mouth falls open as her breathing grows fast and heavy. The feelings of Anna against her come flooding back, she could almost feel the nails in her back again. She could feel the heat growing between her legs, her fingers were so close. Her eyes half-lidded, she thinks back to her dream, to the roller coaster of feelings she's had over the past twenty-four hours.

Fuck... Oh God... I fucking need this... I fucking want this so bad...

The haze clouding her mind was almost unbearable. The control over her hand slowly slips away the further down it slides.

... Anna!

Loosing control, her hand sends electric shocks through her body with every touch, every movement. Her mouth hangs opens and her eyes screw shut. Every nerve in her body was pulsing with pleasure, her hand moves tenuously, her imagination running wild. Picturing Anna behind her in the shower, her hands sliding across her body. Continuing to fantasize about Anna and grinding into her hand for a few moments, she finally allows two fingers to slip inside. Her eyes shoot open and she bites her lip to keep the moans from escaping. Her legs almost give out on her and she grabs the wall to keep from falling over as she starts to moves in and out of herself.

Anna...

Her mind races, her sister zipping through her head. Her glances. Her touches. Her beautiful face. Her perfect body.

ANNA...

She speeds up her movements, the steam from the shower slowly disappearing from her sight. Her legs cannot hold her up anymore, the pleasure coursing through her makes her drop to her knees. Her hand leaving a trail of frost down the wall. It takes only a second for her to adjust, but her fingers glide in and out of her without stopping. Her free hand open to explore now that it was no longer keeping her standing. It finds its way to her breast, intensifying her pleasure, and any control her brain still had slips away.

ANNA...

Elsa felt her body tilt over, her mouth wide open again. Panting. Feeling. Moaning. Yearning. Needing. The only thing she could think about was the pure bliss wracking through her body. Her hands moved faster and faster, she couldn't feel the water anymore, she couldn't think, she couldn't control herself. The only thing she was feeling is the pull inside her winding tighter and tighter. Her only concern was releasing that tension. Then she saw her sisters face behind her closed eyes before everything went white.

ANNA!

Everything that built up to this point began to explode. Her back arched, and she quivered under her own orgasm. Her fingers very slowly still working their way in and out of her. She was riding this high as far as she could, but little by little her mind started taking back over and she removes her fingers.

"Elsa?"

Panic shot through her and pulled her harshly back down to reality.

"Elsa, are you okay? You just screamed my name, what happened?"

Anna was calling from outside the door, concern in her voice as she tried to reach her sister.

All of Elsa's senses restart and the guilt hits her almost as hard as the terror of what she has done. She props herself up and sees the entire shower with a layer of ice over it, just like her room from the night before. This time she didn't feel drained though, after all that, she feels more energized than before.

"Elsa?", panic overtaking Anna's voice, and the door knob starts to jingle as the younger girl tries to get in.

SAY SOMETHING! DO SOMETHING! FUCKING MOVE! YOU CAN WALLOW IN SELF PITTY LATER!

Elsa finally regains control of her voice and manages to stammer out, "I-I'm okay... I just slipped and fell in the shower. My ass hurts but other than that I'm fine."

The jingling stops, "oh my god, don't ever do that again. That scared the hell out of me", Anna sighs.

"It scared the hell out of me as well", Elsa mutters to herself.

Anna steadies her breath, "dinner's ready when you are, I'm gonna go finish taking it out of the oven."

Elsa hears her sister walk away. She looks at her hand, partly covered with frost and her own wetness, and clenches it to a fist. As the guilt sets in, the anger rises in her chest, she murmurs, "you are so fucking sick, Elsa..."