"RISE AND SHINE!"
Anna and Elsa sat bolt upright in bed, and stared bleary eyed at their mother.
"Okay!" The redhead rubbed her eyes. "We're up!"
"Hurry, hurry. There are lots of things to do today." The older woman said as she barged into the room. "You have to go and get ready."
"Right now? Thanksgiving is all day you know, Mom." Elsa frowned grumpily. "It's six in the morning."
"You sound surprised Dear; I don't know why - this happens every year!" Their mother stopped picking up laundry and cocked her head at them; holding the clothes in her hands to her chest. "Oh, it's so nice you two are getting along again. Sister's shouldn't fight." She smiled, and then her face went back to panic overload. "Okay! Up now! You can share the bathroom if you have to. Go, go, go!" And then she was off.
Anna watched her mother leave her room, and smiled at her sister. "Boy, am I glad we remembered to put our clothes back on last night."
Elsa snorted. "And we're going to have to share the bathroom to save time."
"Woe is us - The sacrifices we make." The redhead swung her legs off the bed and stood up stretching her arms above her head.
The blonde came up behind her, and put her hands on her hips. "Good morning." She whispered and kissed Anna's neck.
"Mmmm. Morning." Anna smiled; tilting her head for her sister to have better access.
"I DON'T HEAR MUCH MOVEMENT UP THERE GIRLS!"
"For fuck sake." Elsa groaned, and pushed her sister to the bathroom. "YES! WE'RE DOING IT NOW!" She called downstairs.
"Wow, that was loud. And right in my ear."
"You should be used to me screaming in your ear." The blonde waggled her eyebrows as she shut the bathroom door behind them.
"Mmm hmm." Anna smirked as she picked up her toothbrush and the toothpaste.
Elsa had been very flirty with her ever since they'd got back home; and she liked it a lot. She wanted to ask her sister what had brought it on this sudden display of affection, but she was absolutely petrified that simply asking her would frighten her off. And that definitely was not allowed happen.
Elsa held out her toothbrush, and looked at her expectantly.
"Something you need?" She asked innocently.
Her sister glared at her. "Put da toothpaste, on da toothbrush; and nobody has to get hurt." She said gruffly.
"What the Hell was that voice?"
"My Mafia voice!"
"That was not a Mafia voi- I don't even know what that was - but it wasn't a Mafia voice."
"Shut up; yes it was, and it was awesome." Elsa stuck her tongue out at her, and waved the toothbrush in her face. "Put it on there."
"On where?" She lifted the toothpaste over the brush. "Here?" And as she began squeezing the tube, she moved so that it went all up her sister's arm.
Elsa screamed and lunged at her; grabbing hold of her by her waist and struggling to get hold of the minty paste. "You think you're so funny don't you?" She asked tickling the redhead so she would loosen her grip, and she managed to pry it out of her hands.
"No!" Anna squealed when the toothpaste was being aimed at her. "I think I'm hysterical!"
Her sister must've put half the tube down her cleavage, but she was unable to stop her because Elsa was still tickling her. She was - at some point - able to grab her sister's wrist and get her to squeeze some on her legs though. And eventually they both gave up from laughing too much.
"Girls." Their mother stood in the doorway with her arms crossed.
"Yes." They answered in unison; trying to get control of themselves.
"When I said 'Get ready' I did not in fact mean – make a God damn mess in the bathroom. Perhaps you misheard me." She raised her brow and pursed her lips in annoyance.
"Sorry."
"Sorry."
Their mother shook her head. "Just clean yourselves - and this room up." She said and closed the door.
"Sarcasm's starting early this year." Anna chuckled.
"Well – it is kinda our fault. Mostly your fault though."
The redhead tapped her sister's arm. "I wouldn't have done it if you hadn't done your weird voice."
"Oh! You mean my totally awesome Mafia voice? I can see how you'd be so jealous of that, it sent you into a rage."
"You… Are such-a-dork."
Elsa smiled. "I know. Now, what do we clean first?"
"Teeth."
"Seriously? We are covered in toothpaste. It's gross!"
"Yeah, well." She squeezed the tube onto her brush, and smirked at Elsa in the mirror. "So's your face."
"Nice." Her sister rolled her eyes. "You're really brushing your teeth first? Fine, I'll clean the floor."
"No, no! You have to brush too."
"Why?"
"Because I want to kiss you before we do anything."
And that's all they did.
It had been hard just kissing Elsa – but shower sex would've been such a bad idea – for so many reasons. Their mother knocked on the door three more times in the space of ten minutes after she'd previously scolded them for their behaviour. So they cleaned themselves without looking at the other, and went downstairs.
"Mom? Is the coffee on?" She shouted as they neared the kitchen.
"No! Do it yourself!" The woman shouted from another room.
"Okay Then." She drawled.
"Just think." Elsa whispered as she leaned closer and put her hands on her shoulders as she walked behind her. "We've still got Christmas to go too."
"Oh. Crap on a stick. Thank you so much for reminding me."
"Anytime, Sweet Cheeks." Her sister said and slapped her ass.
"Okay; that is not a nickname I want sticking around, Ice Queen."
Anna chuckled when Elsa growled. "I'm never letting you and Kristoff be in the same room ever again."
Once they'd made coffee and had breakfast - their mother put them to work.
There were so many vegetables.
"Holy fucking shit, how many people are coming to dinner?"
"Language, Anna." Her father said giving her a stern look; and as soon as he turned his back, she gave him the finger.
"Nine." Her mother answered the question.
"That many potatoes is just excessive."
"We're peeling all of them?" Elsa looked horrified.
"And, young ladies you can do it in the pool house."
"It's only six thirty, and you're already throwing us out of the house?"
"Get your Father to help carry the vegetables out."
"I don't need him to help me - I can do it myself." Anna snapped.
"This I have to see." Her dad said, standing in the doorway.
Condescending Prick
She lifted up the sack of vegetables, and threw it over her shoulder - watching the man's face the entire time.
What a surprise – he had nothing to say.
Elsa shot ahead of her with all the necessary equipment, and opened the door.
"Thanks." She smiled at her sister, and they walked the twenty feet to the pool house.
"Have I missed something?" The blonde asked. "I thought you two were getting along." She said as she opened the glass door.
"Mmm." Anna shrugged and dumped the sack on the floor.
"DON'T JUST THROW THEM DOWN LIKE THAT, ANNA!" Their mother shouted from the window.
"And they're still constantly watching me." She clenched her teeth. "You know - I should be in college now."
"Well, maybe you shouldn't have run away for six months then." Elsa replied without sympathy.
"No." She said sitting down, and began to pull out the vegetables.
Her sister sighed and took a seat opposite her. "I didn't mean to say that."
"It's okay." Anna said giving her a sad smile; and tried not to remember yet another unhappy part of her life. "We should get on with the peeling then; yes?"
Elsa nodded. "Even though Mom and Dad didn't seem impressed with your heavy lifting skills – I was."
"Oh yeah? And why is that?" She asked and licked her lips.
"No reason." Her sister shrugged with a grin.
"Yeah, right." She smirked. "How much do you want me inside you right now?" She asked in a whisper.
Elsa blushed and looked out of the glass door. "Anna, I can literally see Mom right now."
"Then stop looking at her, and look at me."
Her sister did, and she saw that those icy blue eyes had grown darker. "I don't know if I can go the whole day without you inside me."
That one sentence made Anna instantly wet. "Maybe we can sneak off somewhere."
Her sister looked back at their mother. "Not for a while."
"Fuck." She slumped down in her chair. "I wished we'd stayed in your apartment, and never come home."
"Me too."
"Of course, your girlfriend would be there."
Elsa let out an exasperated breath and picked up the peeler. "Let's not, okay? When it's us - we don't talk about Hans, or Tru."
"Yeah. No. I'm sor-" She cut herself off. "Okay."
That was probably for the best.
She didn't like her sister's girlfriend. She was too nice, and clever; and too tall! She was like, six feet; at least! Probably. Elsa clearly needed to be the tall one in any relationship. And the girlfriend was so smug about being such a good cook. 'Oh, I hope there isn't too much Origami in your food.'
Wait - What? No.
Oregano.
Okay, so she didn't like her because she got to be with Elsa all the time; and she was so jealous of her, that everything the woman said made her want to punch her in the face. She supposed this was how her sister felt about Hans. But he really was a Douche; Elsa had every reason not to like him. She only kept him around because her father liked him, and it stopped him pestering her about having a boyfriend. Although why it was important to her Dad that she not be single was anyone's guess.
She shouldn't have brought her up. The mood had changed between them now.
"Do you think Mom will burn the pumpkin pie this year?" She asked.
Her sister looked up from the potato she was peeling and shrugged. "Hope not."
Anna cursed her epic talent of saying the wrong thing, and she decided to just stay quiet for a while.
Forty five minutes of silence was broken by a rather glum looking Rapunzel and Flynn walking into the pool house.
"You're Mom kicked us out!" Their cousin's boyfriend sulked. "You know what's in the house that I will not be experiencing right now? Proper heating. Heating and TV." He nodded at Anna. "How's it going Annamus?"
"About as well as that thing you call facial hair."
He walked up to her and slapped her on the head. "So, fucking amazing then."
"I have been awake ten minutes." Rapunzel blurted out with half closed eyes, and collapsed on the sun lounger next to Elsa. "Hey Els." She waved too enthusiastically for someone who was barely functioning, and slapped herself in the face. "Ow."
The sister's snorted a laugh and Flynn climbed on the chair behind his girlfriend, and she snuggled up to him. "Just go back to sleep Zelly."
"Mkay."
She looked over to Elsa – who stood up, wiped her hands on a cloth and tilted her head at Anna, then towards the empty lounger next to the couple; then sat down with her legs either side of the chair.
Yeah, she didn't need to be silently asked twice; and she was up and sitting between Elsa's legs in a second - then her sister wrapped an arm around her waist as she fell back against her.
"How long you two been out here?" Flynn asked quietly.
"An eternity!" Anna complained.
"Almost an hour." Her sister corrected, and picked up two blankets next to her; handing one to Flynn, and putting the other over herself and her sister.
Anna immediately began tracing patterns on the inside of her sister's thigh.
"Every year I forget how super intense your Mom can be."
The three conscious people looked out the glass door and into the kitchen window.
"Have you ever noticed how… uncomfortable your Mom, and her Mom," He pointed at the sleeping brunette. "Are with each other?"
Both girls studied the two women visible through the window. "Have they always been like that?" Elsa asked.
"Weren't they friends in college though?" Anna frowned. "Maybe Aunt Kate didn't like her friend marrying her brother."
"Maybe they were lovers."
"Dude!" Anna slapped Flynn on the arm. "Does your mind always go to lesbians?"
"Yeah! Of course it always goes to lesbians! I look at Inga and Kate - I see heartbroken lesbians; I see you two sitting like that – I see hot sister lesbians." Anna felt Elsa tense behind her, and she squeezed her leg. "What if though," He continued. "They're secret lovers now?"
"Well." She waved her hands around. "Maybe they are! Given how many times Dad has cheated on her – I wouldn't fucking blame her; but I don't want to know! She's my Mom."
"Who are lesbians?" Rapunzel asked drowsily.
"Ellen and Portia. Go back to sleep." He said, and kissed her head.
Anna smiled at her cousin and her boyfriend. Flynn could be an idiot sometimes - but he loved Rapunzel completely. Sure they had their ups and downs - but they were always there for one another.
Plus they were a really cute couple.
"Maybe they just stopped being friends. It happens." Elsa pointed out. "It's been twenty five years. Some friendships just haven't got that kind of longevity."
"It's still sad though." Anna sighed.
"Sometimes things come to an end, and it's just sad." Elsa said as she pushed Anna's top up slightly and brushed her fingers over her stomach.
"Like ice cream." Flynn nodded.
"Yes, exactly like that." The blonde chuckled.
They all managed to sit and talk for another fifteen minutes before their Mom came storming in, and told them to get peeling.
"I've been told to tell you food is in fifteen." Flynn informed Anna, and plopped down on the large armchair that Rapunzel was sitting on; and he put his arm around her.
They'd eventually been let back into the house after they had complained about the loss of feeling in their bodies from the cold. Although they had been banished to the crappy room that was hardly ever used; but it did have heating, and a TV - which was a vast improvement.
"Where's Elsa?" He asked.
She looked at her watch, and frowned; she'd been gone twenty five minutes. Anna knew that her sister would have to talk to her girlfriend at some point today, and she really tried not to be jealous; but she just couldn't help it. "She's Skyping her friend. I'll go get her."
She stood up and ambled upstairs – then quietly stood outside her sister's room. She wasn't eavesdropping - She told herself - She was simply making sure she wasn't interrupting anything.
"Dude, that is creepier than those guys who give their sex dolls personalities!" She heard her sister say. That didn't sound like a girlfriend type conversation.
"Tell me about it." She opened the door when she heard Kristoff answer.
"Hey!" Elsa smiled when she entered the room.
"Hi." She smiled back and sat on the bed and looked at the laptop. "Hello." She waved at Kristoff and Olaf on the screen. The girlfriend was there to - but she didn't know that Anna wasn't waving at her. "Dinner's nearly ready."
"We're having mash potato, fried onion and cheese." Olaf said with a grin.
"It's his favourite." Truda ruffled the young man's dark hair, and he swatted her away.
Anna chuckled. "That actually sounds pretty nice."
"It is." Olaf nodded. "It's the best meal in the world."
"We'll let you get going." Kristoff said. "Don't want to be responsible for your Mom freaking out at you. It was good seeing you, Anna."
"You too."
Elsa said her goodbyes and closed the laptop. "I didn't mean to take so long - Olaf started talking about some mathematical equation that none of understood; and somehow that led to the rumour about one of the Jocks masturbating to a picture of a dog wearing a bonnet."
"The life of a college student, eh?" Anna looked at the door, to make sure she'd closed it - and then kissed her sister. It was the first time they'd been alone since the morning, and with their mother constantly on the verge of a breakdown – it had been a very stressful seven hours, and she needed some comfort.
And this was definitely comforting.
She put her hand on her sister's neck when tongues brushed against each other and Elsa eased her down on the bed, pushing a knee between her legs; and fingers went under her sweater - dancing upwards along her skin, and then her sister cupped her breast; a thumb brushed over her nipple, making it become painfully hard and she moaned – deepening the kiss.
Now was not the time for this. Anyone could walk in.
But she didn't have the willpower to stop it.
Just being touched by Elsa was like nothing else in this world; it was addictive, and overpowering, and delicious.
Her sister's hand moved from her breast, and pushed up her bra, then she began stroking her other nipple; Anna started to tremble and Elsa pulled away breathlessly. "We probably shouldn't do this now."
"No." Anna shook her head.
Her sister took in a long breath, then let it out slowly as she sat up, and got off the bed. She looked down at Anna with a small smile. "Christ; what do you do to me?" She asked; running her fingers through her hair.
"I don't know." The redhead answered as adjusted her bra and stood up. "I can ask you the same question." Anna said as joined her sister by the closed door.
"It might be some shared insanity; a loss of control of senses – A need to just be around you, and an almost uncontrollable desire that never seems to be quenched. That's what I feel." Elsa said looking at her seriously.
She smiled; placing her fingers on her sister's forearms, and gave her a brief kiss. "I love you too."
Her sister looked at her so intensely – she felt hot – and then Elsa opened the door. "We should get downstairs." She said, and Anna nodded her agreement.
Dinner had been lovely - like it always was – and when it was done - everyone went into the living room. Her father, her uncle, and her parents friend Jack – were all watching the football. She occasionally glanced at the TV screen when the men started shouting – but she had no idea what was going on; and she honestly couldn't care.
She, Elsa, Rapunzel and Flynn had been forced to share the couch – while everyone else had nice, comfy chairs to sit in – with the exception of he mother – who had refused to settle down, and been bustling around the kitchen since they'd finished their food. It seemed to her, that anyone under the age of forty was having a bum deal today. Not that she minded the seating arrangement; it meant that Elsa was squashed up against her, and she'd been scratching her sister's back for the last half an hour.
"Anna, go and fetch me a drink, would you?" Her father asked.
"No. Do it yourself." She scowled. He was already drunk.
"I'm watching the game."
"And?"
"And, I'm asking you to get me a drink." His tone hardened.
"And I'm saying – get it yourself."
"Just get me a drink, Anna." He said with clenched teeth.
"No." She glared at him, and she could feel everyone looking at her. "Why the Hell should I?"
"Because." He snapped. "I'm your father, and you live in my God damned house."
"Not by choice."
"Really?" He got up from his seat, and stood in front of her. He was angry now. "It seems to me that you don't want to leave. You run away; you take a bunch of pills; you still come back."
She took her hand from under Elsa's shirt and stood up – getting as close as she could to her father. She wasn't backing down. "Fuck you." She snarled. Her voice cracked.
"You have caused nothing but worry – your mother has made herself sick over you. And do we get an apology? Do we Hell." He shook his head. "And who's this girl you love, hm?"
"What?" What girl? The only girl she loved was– Oh shit, please don't let her have said it out loud after the overdose.
"I can tell you now, Anna – you even think about bringing whoever this girl is, home – and you won't be coming back." He grabbed by the arms and squeezed her so hard that it hurt. "Do you hear me?"
"That's enough!" Elsa got up and her father let her go; he looked at Anna with such sorrow when he finally saw her tears. "We're going out." Her sister said and there was no argument.
She followed Elsa as the blonde picked up the car keys and their jackets, and they made their way to the driveway.
"Thanks." She mumbled when she'd crawled into the passengers seat.
"How often is he like this?" Elsa asked as she turned the ignition and put the vehicle in drive.
"Not that often; every couple of weeks. He's never usually that bad, and he always apologises the next day." She said and rubbed at her face. "But it's either them watching me like a fucking Hawk – and pretending that they give a shit – or it's this. There doesn't seem to be much of an in-between."
"Mom does nothing when he talks to you like that?"
"What do you think?" She answered with a bitter laugh.
Elsa drummed her fingers angrily on the steering wheel as she drove. Anna had no idea where they were going – not that she cared – but she wasn't sure her sister was either.
"Els, you okay?"
"You should not be asking me that." Her sister risked giving her a quick look before she put her eyes back on the road. "Are you okay?"
"I'll be fine." She shrugged.
"I didn't ask how you'll be feeling in the future. What do you want to do? Do you want to go somewhere? Do you want me to do anything?"
"No, Elsa - please don't worry about me."
"I love you; I'm going to worry whether you want me to or not."
Anna smiled. "I know."
"Do I have a bag in the back?"
She turned in her seat and saw a satchel on the floor. "Yeah, why?"
"I know where we can go."
"Okay. Els, maybe you could pull over for a second - You still look kinda pissed."
"I wanted to kill him, Anna; and I'm not even exaggerating." Elsa exhaled, and gripped the wheel tightly. "I could very clearly - in my mind - imagine doing it."
"I'm glad you didn't." She rubbed her sister's leg. "Our family gathering would've been totally unsalvageable if you had."
"Don't…" The blonde pursed her lips together. "Don't make me laugh when I'm supposed to be angry."
"Oh. Sweaty Ballsack."
This time Elsa laughed. "Damn it, Anna!"
Just having her sister's mood improve helped her. She was with the only person she wanted to be with; and with every mile her sister drove - she was one mile further away from her father. "I don't want you angry anyway; you're supposed to be my safe place."
"I am?"
"Of course you are."
"But you don't always-" Elsa hesitated.
"Come inside my safe place?" She grinned watching her sister bite down on her lip and shake her head.
"Oh my God." Her sister mumbled. "I think I'm officially not angry anymore."
"Good." She said, suddenly feeling tired - and laid her head in her sister's lap. "I don't know where we're going - just let me know when we're there."
"Okay." Elsa put her hand on Anna's head; running her fingers through her hair, and she fell asleep.
"Hi." Her sister smiled down at her when she opened her eyes. "We're here."
Anna sat up and looked out the window. "The Cabin." She sighed. "I love The Cabin."
It wasn't really a cabin - that implied that it was more rustic than it actually was - But it's what they always called it when they were kids. It was more of a self-sustaining lodge.
Elsa put her hand on the door handle, and Anna stopped her. "Thank you for rescuing me."
Her sister frowned. "We still have to go back."
"Tomorrow. It'll be different tomorrow." Until the next time.
Elsa stared at her – searching her face – and then sighed; knowing that Anna just wanted to forget about it for now. "Here." She said and gave her the keys. "You open up and I'll bring in my bags."
"Did you know we were coming here?"
"No." The blonde said as she opened the door. "I just always make sure I have emergency stuff."
"Is it weird that I find your preparedness, a little bit of a turn on?"
"Yes."
"You didn't even hesitate!" She pouted.
"It is weird. I didn't say I found it weird."
"Nice save."
"Yeah; now get inside and put the heating on, Weirdo."
She put the keys up to her face and squinted to find the flashlight keychain. When she found it and turned it on - she was impressed by it's illumination for a moment, before she carried on to the door. The alarm went off as soon as she opened it, and she slapped her hand to the wall - turning on the lights then turned off the alarm, and put the heating on.
"I wish we came here more often." Elsa smiled as she stepped over the threshold with two bags, and closed the door. "You can set the alarm back now."
"Yes Ma'am." Anna saluted, and punched in the code. "It certainly is very pretty." She said; turning back to her sister. "We could-" She was cut off by the kiss, and whatever she was about to say was gone for good.
Her hands went straight to the perfect, velvet blonde hair, and the kiss deepened; it was messy and euphoric and so very arousing.
And it was the only thing to make her forget how much of an asshole her father was.
Elsa pulled away and gave her that smile; which meant that whatever was about to happen, she was going to enjoy. Her sister grabbed her hand, and took her upstairs to the bedroom; dumping the bags on the floor and throwing Anna onto the bed - unfastening the younger woman's jeans; and she licked at the bare flesh just above her panties, then she put her hand on the redheads waist and pushed up her sweater, trailing her tongue along her stomach – then over her breasts.
Anna lifted her arms and Elsa slipped her top off while grazing teeth over her neck, and then licked the shell of her ear. "You're very beautiful." The blonde whispered teasingly.
"Oh." She breathed out.
Elsa kissed her lips then travelled back down - stopping to release the clasp on her bra and she teased her fingers over the exposed breasts before they found their way back to her jeans, and she pulled them down, and when she'd removed every item of clothing Anna had on – she stood up and admired her naked sister lying on the bed.
Anna watched her pick up one of the bags, and put it down next to her. "Isn't that the bag you had on the plane?"
Elsa grinned, and opened it up. "Yes."
"Why was it in my car?"
"Same reason the emergency one was; to keep it away from prying eyes." She pulled out her dildo, and Anna felt herself twitch, and sat up.
"It is very pink." She smirked, and took it from her sister's grasp.
"It is." Elsa agreed; delving back into the bag, and pulling out a leather strap.
Anna studied the harness for a second and then raised her brow at her sister. "Please tell me you're going to be wearing that." She said and lifted herself upright onto her knees – then grabbed her sister's shirt - yanking her closer, and kissed her.
"I was planning on it." Elsa said when her sister pulled away; her hand went between the redheads legs – And stroked her clit. Anna moaned; dropping the dildo, and put her hands on her sister's shoulders to steady herself. "I've never used it before, so I don't know if I'll be able to do your fantasy."
She looked at Elsa with a grin. "Practice makes perfect."
"A lot of practice." The blonde said, and entered her with two fingers.
"Oh, shit." Anna groaned, and spread her knees further apart. She was precariously balanced on the edge of the bed; but that didn't stop her bucking her hips. She knew she was safe - Elsa was her anchor. "Fuck!" She cried out when her sister added another finger, and increased her pace.
Elsa leaned down and pressed her head against Anna's stomach, and wrapped her arm around her sister's waist. She fucked her harder and Anna grabbed onto her hair when Elsa went in deep enough to make every nerve feel like it was on fire.
She moaned and screamed with every thrust; and she got wetter as her sister pounded her faster; then she came hard, and fell back on the bed – pulling Elsa down with her.
"I couldn't wait." The blonde said shyly as she shifted herself up to kiss her sister.
"That's fine." She laughed shakily; her body still thrumming with pleasure. "I think by the time you put your pink thing on – I'll be ready for round two."
She bucked when Elsa slowly removed her fingers from inside her. "Probably. I've never put one on before – and it looks complicated."
Anna snorted. "You're very clever – you'll figure it out."
"Olaf has a 173 IQ, and he gets confused by shoelaces."
"Aw, what a cutie." She smiled. "But I don't really want to be thinking of Olaf right now! How about we start by you getting naked?"
"Okay. That I can do." Elsa got up and began to strip.
Anna watched intently; her sister wasn't trying to put on a show as she undressed – something the redhead was prone to doing, simply because she liked to see her sister's face when she did - but Elsa didn't need to. She was just sexy.
Once all her clothes were off, her sister picked up the strap and glared at it. "I should've practiced putting this thing on."
"You don't have to do this." She reassured – kissing her sister's creamy white stomach.
"But I really want to."
It took the two of them ten minutes to figure it out; and when it was all secured, Elsa looked down at the large pink cock sticking out from her and raised her brow. "Wow. I hope it gets easier to put on."
"Mmm." Anna mumbled distractedly as she sat on the bed; it was right there in front of her. She bent forward, and touched the tip of it with her tongue, then looked up at Elsa - Her eyes were wide and dark; and that look alone was a turn on. She sat back, and nodded at the chair in the corner of the room.
Her sister grabbed it and put it down by the mirror.
"Sit." Anna instructed; and she did. She loved it when Elsa obeyed.
She got up and positioned herself, so that her sister was between her legs as she stood – she grabbed the dildo and guided it to her core. She studied Elsa's face as she lowered herself, and the pink phallus filled her completely as she sat on her lap. She was already aching from arousal.
She grabbed hold of Elsa's hair and pulled her head back, so that she could kiss her – and then she began riding the cock.
It felt good – she'd thought about this so many times – she'd fucked herself alone at night, thinking about this; but she'd also thought about her sister's fingers, and her hot tongue. She just wanted Elsa inside her, and she wanted to try it all.
Her sister put her hands on her waist and pushed her against the dildo - and she pulled her lips away. "Jesus, fuck, Elsa!" They both increased the pace; her nipples grazed her sister's chest, and there were lewd noises coming from them both. She swore that the grip she had on blonde hair must have been too much – but Elsa loved when she did it; she loved when she clawed at her back; and when she bit her neck – they knew each other so entirely now – and it was getting harder each day knowing that they were going to be apart from each other soon.
Her moans became louder and louder as Elsa pushed her hips down – she brushed her lips against her sister's - she needed to feel her breath on her. She was so fucking wet; and so fucking full; and tears began to run down her face - she was so overwhelmed by the look in her sisters eyes, and she wanted release – so she ground herself harder – and Elsa whispered words against her lips; but she didn't know what was being said, and it didn't matter.
She shouted out her sister's name over and over as her orgasm hit her; and when it was over she buried herself in Elsa's neck.
"I can't go back, Els." She whispered when she able to speak again. "I can't."
"You don't have to." Her sister held onto her tightly. "Don't worry; Anna - I've got you."