I swear this was originally going to be fluff.. And then it turned into this. I have no words. I have nothing to say about this chapter.. It's just so.. Yeah. Originally was going to be fluff and then suddenly.. Not fluff. Whatever.

Also, I received a review claiming that I was breaking the rules because I used the word "sex" in the description under the 'K' rating and this story would be reported if I didn't change it. I did nothing wrong. This story has been under the 'T' rating due to the second chapter and having sex implied. I would never put it under 'K'. I broke no rules, technically. Just a mistake on their part and I wanted to clear that up now.

Disclaimer: I do not own Frozen or any of the characters.

Hot cocoa:

Groaning in exasperation, the Queen plunked her head onto her desk with a light 'thud', sending a few papers flying. This was getting tiring.. And she had only been up here a few measly hours...

She closed her eyes, debating whether or not a nap on her desk would be 'okay' or not. Would anyone see her..? Probably not.. Just for a few minutes.. Elsa was on her way into a light slumber when there came a rapping at the door.

Shooting up in her chair, she straightened herself and her desk hastily. What about the papers on the floor..? Eh, forget about those.
"Enter." Was all she said, trying to make herself look like she had been doing something.

.. Of course.. Just what she needed at this moment.. Hans. But, what's this? He's brought hot cocoa! .. Okay, so maybe it wouldn't be so bad having him up here.. For a little while.

"I had the servants make you some.. I figured it might be good for you. You seemed stressed." Hans nodded, setting the tray upon her desk.. On top of all the papers. At this point, she could have cared less though.

"You know me so well..~" Elsa smiled happily, taking hold of the handle on the sky blue mug and pulling it to her lips.

"After a while, a man begins to learn the quirks of his woman."

"Oh, so I'm your woman now?"

"Of course. You're a woman. I practically own you."

"Keep that up and I may just leave you for one of your brothers.. What about the eldest one? What was his name..? ..Klaus. Yes, Klaus. A perfect man for me. Just know that you don't own me. You never did and you never will. No man will ever own me because I am not property to be bought, traded, sold, or owned." She smirked playfully, pulling the mug to her lips once again, leaving a hint of red lipstick on the top of it.

"Whatever you say..." He rolled his eyes. He really could be a rather sexist ass sometimes.

The pale woman hummed quietly, finishing off the mug of cocoa quickly. "Come here." She demanded.

He hated demands. Any form. Stepping towards her, she motioned with her hands for him to lean forward. Slowly, he leaned over her desk towards her.

Without hesitation, Elsa smiled and stuck a little whipped cream on his nose with her finger. "Boop!"

"... You're so childish." Hans rolled his eyes. Just like she had predicted he would do.

"Childish? Me? Are you positive about that?" Another small smirk was playing at her lips as she pushed herself out her chair. She was getting that look on her face.. The one that she got when she was really in the mood. Oh, he was in for something good! He just knew it.

She sauntered over to him, gently pushing him against the wall, pinning his hands above his head, her other hand resting on his chest. She still had that look on her face. That was a good sign.

Her smirk grew as she reached up to wipe the whipped cream off of his nose, licking it off her finger slowly. Yes, perfect.. Keep going...

Wait - Why were his hands so cold? What the hell was she doing?

He tried to pull his hands away, but they weren't budging! Oh no.. No, no, no- Shit. She had frozen his god damn hands against the wall. On purpose!

"That's what you get for saying that you owned me." Oh, the smirk was still on her face, but it was a mischievous sort of 'Screw you' one.

She quickly gathered up a few papers off her desk, moving towards the door.

"Wait- Where are you going? Elsa!" He whined childishly, squirming around against the wall uncomfortably.

"To finish my work." Was all she replied with.

"Aren't you going to thaw the ice?"

"Maybe in a day or so."

And with that, the door was closed and locked.