It had been about a week of Kristoff picking her up for work and dropping her off at home, the routine became so normal he didn't even bother asking if she wanted a ride anymore, he would just show up.

One morning Kristoff arrived just in time to see Anna exit her home. Winter was at its end but snow was still falling. She was wrapped up in a purple fleece and blue jeans. He jumped from his truck to open the door; he even had to lift her up into the truck because it was so high off the ground, even with her let boot off she would have trouble getting in. She blushed; he liked it when she did that.

"I'm stopping for coffee, would you like some?" he asked pulling from her driveway, she nodded smiling.

"Coffee sounds great" They drove to a coffee shop chattering about the office and what they were going to do today, he asked about how her leg was doing now that it was out of the cast. Kristoff made quick effort of the coffee shop, dashing in and out with little effect from the snow.

When they finally did arrive to the office he carried her in again, the snow had turned into a fully-fledged storm.

He sat her down at her desk and she smiled sipping her coffee. "Thank you Kristoff"

He smiled sitting at his chair behind her, she turned to face him. "Would you like to come over for dinner tonight? Elsa is cooking lasagna." She spoke quietly, almost afraid of the answer.

"I would love to" he said perking up, though his shaggy bangs hid a part of his eyes. He got to his feet grabbing his work gloves. "I'll be in the barn if you need me."

She smiled watching him go, god he was just so kind. She sat there for a moment sipping her coffee, watching the snow flurries whisk around the air when her phone buzzed in her pocket.

Elsa: Anna are you at the office yet? Check the weather station.

Anna: Why what's going on? Just a little snow.

Elsa: Not anymore, power outage here. It's turning into a blizzard.

Anna: Alright, Kristoff and I will leave shortly.

Elsa: Roads are way too bad; just stay there until it clears okay? Promise me you won't do anything stupid.

Anna: Alright we'll stay here, save your phone battery the last thing you need to be is pregnant and without a phone. Love you, text me when the stations say the storm is clear.

Times like this made Anna wish she had a radio or something, just then the lights flickered and a loud pop echoed through the room as it plunged into darkness, the only light came from the white reflection of the snow storm outside. She sat there for a moment, gripping her coffee before setting it down, Kristoff entered then.

"Anna? Are you alright?"

"Yes, my sister just texted me. The weather is getting really bad, power outages are everywhere. She said the roads are too dangerous to get on so we'll have to stay here until it clears."

"Do you have a backup generator?" he asked

She shook her head. "…..Hans has it." She sighed bitterly, he ruined everything.

"No biggie, I've got some moving blankets in the truck, I'm going to grab them in case, before this storm gets any worse. God knows how long we'll be here." He shuffled through the office and out the door returning moments later with two, large moving blankets which are much thicker and warmer than you would think. (AUTHORS NOTE: for those who aren't familiar, yes moving blankets are a thing. Google them, I guarantee what pops up is exactly what I mean)

He set them on top of her filing cabinet and began to take off his snow covered jacket and hat revealing a dark grey fleece similar style to the purple one she wore.

"Do you have any extra blankets in here?" he asked

"I might have something, why?" she asked standing curiously.

"Well, you're powers out. So eventually all the heat in this place is going to cool down and I'm sure we'll end up being snowed in for a few hours. So it's best to prepare now before the cold gets to us."

"Okay" she said moving to the back stock room, there were a few blankets similar to what Kristoff had and large dog beds that were really just glorified pillows. He grabbed a handful like she did and spread them out on the office floor, efficiently making something Anna would describe as a nest. She thanked god that she had installed carpet instead of tile now. At least carpet wouldn't be scolding cold like tile would be. "So now what Mr. Mountain man"

"Nothing, we can't do anything but wait out the storm." Kristoff said shrugging. He arranged his snow covered cloths onto the coat rack leaving his shoes by the door and settled onto the dog beds. Without thinking Anna kicked off her shoes and did the same lying next to him on her back.

"Can I ask you something Anna?" he said shifting to his back, she felt the knuckles of his hands brush her, their shoulders touching.

"Anything."

"What made you go for a guy like Hans?"

"He was nice at first." She said trying to defend herself. "He brought me flowers and took me out to dinner. Then, I don't know I guess something happened, I did something or said something and he just stopped. He started drinking, would come home at god knows what hour of the night. Then my leg happened.."

"Wait, he broke your leg?!" Kristoff said cutting her off. "How the fuck did that happen?"

"Well, I was trying to leave the apartment and we got into a fight. We were screaming at each other but finally I got past him and out the door. He was so drunk, he shoved me down the stairs and I guess I landed wrong."

"God, I thought maybe you fell off the counters in your examination room, or a horse kicked you. Not that, so those bruises?"

"He hit me."

She felt his fingers brush her cheek and she realized she was crying. She laughed and helped him brush them away. He moved his hand to the other side of her head so his face hovered over hers.

"I would never do that." He mumbled his voice so low she could barely hear him. "Anna" he whispered and for some unknown reason she reached up to place her hand against his chest. "I want to kiss you." She felt his deep voice rumble through his chest against her fingers and she had to bite her lip to stop from swooning. While slightly shaking, Anna slid her hand up to his neck, which he took as a green light.

His lips were gentle on hers, but solid. She noted they were slightly chapped from the harsh weather, and cold from being outside. His stubble scraped against her in the best way possible, then he pulled away searching her eyes for something. She grabbed the neck of his shirt with both hands and pulled him against her again, he returned her fierceness with passion of his own.

He slid his tongue across her bottom lip begging for entrance which she granted eagerly sliding her tongue into his. Kristoff took this moment to place his hand on her hip, splaying his fingers across her jeans, not that she minded. He pulled away much to her displeasure until he started to trail kisses down her jaw line. She gasped and turned her head sideways as he slipped down her neck. He pulled at the zipper of her fleece for more access to her skin, in that moment Anna decided how far she was willing to go.

The hand on her hip slipped up the underside of her thigh, pulling at her knee. She let him pull her leg up so it was half wrapped around his waist. He brought his lips back to hers which she bit teasingly; he seemed to like it when she did that. She pulled her arms back to her fleece and pulled the zipper down all the way until he could see the faded blue shirt she had underneath it. She wished she had worn something a little sexier but now wasn't the time for that.

As they kissed she snaked her hands up to his fleece, pulling his zipper down as well. He shrugged out from the fabric and she pressed her hands to the plains of his back. His muscles rippled when he bent down to kiss her again. His hands slipped under the thin fabric of her shirt pushing it up as his hands snaked around her back.

"Anna" he whispered against her neck.

"hmm?" She didn't trust her voice enough for words. She felt his teeth graze her neck, nipping lightly.

"Is….is this okay?" The words seemed strained and she grinned to herself. "Tell….me *kiss* when to stop."

She ran her hands through his hair arching her neck. "I don't want you to stop" she whispered. She felt his chest rumble against hers and she smiled letting a shaky moan escape as he nipped an especially sensitive spot.

Anna decided to give in a little and slipped her hands under the cotton fabric of his shirt, pushing it up as she went until it was tangled at his shoulder blades. "Off" she demanded biting her lip. He sat up from her then, making her push herself up as well, watching him take of his shirt, every muscle flexed and strained against the surface of his skin. Before he could resume control she pushed her hands against his chest so he was on his back, Anna saddling his hips.

He watched her though lust filled curious eyes, placing his hands at her hips. She shrugged off her fleece and without a second though she felt his hands slide up under the fabric, pushing her shirt off as well. She blushed seeing his eyes transfixed upon her, average at best breast size. Not to mention her bra was utterly plane, except the color was a deep shade of forest green. He sat up and pressed his lips to her neck, his hands tangling with the back of her bra strap.

"Front." She half gasped half moaned. "The clip is in the front."

He quickly corrected himself as he freed her breasts, pulling the fabric down her arms and tossing it, well, somewhere. His teeth grazed her hard nipple as he took her in his mouth. She put a hand in his hair and moaned, this felt amazing. Sex with Hans was NEVER this good.

Suddenly, a wicked idea slithered into her mind and she smiled. She was already on his lap, so she was in the perfect position. She rested her hands on his shoulders and slowly began to grind herself against him. The first time she did it she felt his hands tense and he released a hot breathy groan against her slick nipple. When she did it the second time he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her harder against him, if that were possible. He flipped her over so he was on top of her again and started to battle with the buckle of her jeans. With like minds she began to pull at his as well until they both had their pants undone. She yanked at his pants first, so they slid down to his knees, revealing Kristoff was a boxer man. H easily kicked them off before returning his attention to hers.

She smiled when she remembered she was wearing an especially skimpy pair of black panties today, lacey and all. She hadn't planned on this but they were her last pair. He kissed her neck again before slipping his hand against the already moist fabric. He rubbed her through the lacey fabric, causing her hips to buck on their own. She grabbed his shoulders roughly digging her nails into the skin.

"Kristoff" she gasped, as answer he slipped his hands under the fabric and without warning slipped two fingers between her folds easily. She let out a very loud moan beside his hears and felt him harden against her thigh.

He used his thumb to rub her clit as he moved his fingers in and out with ease against her slick surface. All the while sucking her neck and breasts, she felt her walls clench and gasped.

"No"

He froze and immediately stopped what he was doing. "Anna, I'm so sorry"

"I want you inside" she moaned cutting him off. She tugged at the elastic of his boxers purposefully; she felt him relax against her and kissed her lips again. He pulled off her soaked panties and shoved his boxers down, positioning him at her entrance. She removed his fingers and gasped feeling the cool air brush against her sex.

She felt his head brush against her and grabbed the fabric at either side forcing herself not to buck her hips. He slid a few inches into her and she arched her back in a silent moan. He grasped her hips tight and groaned. "Anna.."

Her breaths came in hard labored gasps; she felt herself stretch to accommodate him and brought her hips off the ground. "You're so big!" she moaned before she could stop herself, thankful her eyes were closed, she knew she was blushing, she didn't mean to say that out loud. She felt him push another inch, two more, and then he thrust deep into her.

In one fluid motion he snaked his arms around her waist and pulled him onto his lap, burying himself deep. He kissed her hard as she rocked her hips against him. It wasn't long until she felt herself build up again. Kristoff's hands on her hips guided her up and down as they kissed.

"Anna….im gonna…" he groaned furiously and began to pump into her with a new animal like need, bracing himself against her so she wouldn't move. She kissed his neck nipping a little harder than he did and she felt her walls clench around him again. She threw her head back and Kristoff pressed his face into the space between her breasts sending load after load deep into her. Her body shuddered, almost violently as her release followed.

They sat there for a long time, regaining their breaths. After a while he laid down, bringing her with him so she lay against his chest, pulling a moving blanket on top of them.