Author's Note: I don't think this will bother anyone, but I feel like I should give you a heads up anyway. This chapter is... intimate. And by intimate, I mean intimate. That being said... enjoy!

The darkness of her bedroom enveloped Anna. Moonlight trickled through the now-very-heavily-locked window, illuminating her sister's arm still holding her protectively. Elsa. Elsa would always protect her. Anna knew that now better than ever, not that she would have doubted it anyway. There was nowhere in the world that she would rather be than right here.

She felt an icy tingle send chills down her back. What was that? Whatever it was, she liked it. It came again, but this time she could clearly feel Elsa's lips on the back of her neck. The tingling was much stronger. Should she say anything? She didn't want to scare her sister away. But oh how badly she needed to see her, to return those kisses, to give herself to the woman who had been willing to give everything for her.

Another kiss, this one fuller and more lingering than the previous two. After that came more, leaving a burning cold path up Anna's spine. Elsa's cool breath over her kisses sent shivers through Anna's body. The distinct sound of a deep breath when Elsa nuzzled Anna's shoulder followed by a half-whimper, half-moan was too much for Anna.

She turned her head to look at her sister. Elsa's huge blue eyes shone in the moonlight as they widened. She started to pull away, obviously nervous about what she had just done. Anna rested her hand on Elsa's. She put no pressure. She would never pressure Elsa into anything. But oh how she wanted her to stay. Anna could feel her heart pounding, more nervous now than she had been during her entire ordeal.

Now that the moment was here, Elsa was much more afraid than she had anticipated being. It had taken her the better part of an hour to work up the courage to start this, and now that everything she had ever wanted was literally staring her in the face she found herself frozen with fear.

Could Anna be any more beautiful? Really? Even after everything she had been through, and after sleeping the whole day and into the night, she woke up utterly perfect. And here she was, tantalizing green eyes begging Elsa to stay. Elsa knew Anna would never pressure her into anything. Especially not something like this.

What do you want more than this? Elsa didn't really have to think about that. Nothing. That's right. There was absolutely nothing in life that she wanted more than Anna. Two days ago, it was almost too late. You almost waited too long. Are you going to risk that again? That was a truly scary thought. Elsa. Let it go.

Anna gasped when Elsa kissed her. She could feel everything. Elsa's need to pleasure, nurture, and possess. Her worry about hurting Anna's cheek. The frozen inferno of passion rampaging through her sister, begging to be let loose.

In that kiss, every single one of those things was pushed aside by Elsa's love. Love that washed over Anna like an arctic tidal wave. She opened her heart to Elsa and let everything she felt, everything she was, flow through that kiss. The white-hot furnace of Anna's love met the torrential blizzard of Elsa's.

Neither seemed to notice when the tears started falling. Nor did they notice when those tears started mingling, pressed between their frantic cheeks, getting lost in one another in the same fashion as the women themselves.

Anna was eager to comply with Elsa's movements, allowing the older girl to roll onto her. She sucked in air as their kiss broke; Elsa was throwing the bed covers to the floor. Oh. Oh my. Anna felt her jaw drop open. Elsa was naked.

Every time Anna had imagined what her sister might look like when this time came, it had never compared to the real thing. Elsa was flawless. Her creamy white skin sparkled like ice in the light, giving her an almost ethereal appearance. Her breasts were even bigger than Anna had thought. She knew those ice dresses were too tight!

Mmmm… Anna couldn't help herself. She sat up and took one of those delicious pink nipples into her mouth, and moaned with delight as she sucked on it slowly. Elsa squealed with pleasure, evidently she was just as sensitive as Anna herself. Good, Anna thought excitedly. Her hands rose up Elsa's thighs, swooping along the oh-so-nibbleable valleys of her hips, over her waist, and gently cradled each breast. She could feel Elsa trembling at every touch of her fingers, and that trembling grew ever-so-slightly with each squeeze. There was a split-second when Anna decided she could bear to separate herself from Elsa, and that was just to pull her down for another kiss before firmly attaching her mouth to her sister's other nipple.

Elsa had never seen, or felt, her sister this… ravenous. The pleasure thundering through her with each suck, each flick of Anna's tongue was incredible. Her fingers firmly threaded through the long, red hair, making sure that she wouldn't go anywhere. An appreciative "Mmm," told her there was no danger of that.

Her other hand wandered. Her fingers danced playfully over and around the beautiful smattering of freckles down Anna's back. A deft movement released the younger girl's supple chest from its own prison. Without missing a beat, Anna shrugged the bra off and threw it across the room. Elsa groaned with pleasure when her sister's hands made their way down her back and gripped her ass.

She pushed Anna down onto the bed, eliciting a startled gasp from the girl. Elsa grinned playfully at the curious look on her sister's face before kissing her again. Ever so slowly, she laid her naked body down atop Anna's. First, she felt her nipples press into Anna's chest, and then their breasts were pushed together in such a pleasant-feeling way, their stomachs rubbing together so sensually, all as her sister's legs wrapped themselves around the backs of Elsa's to pull her as close as she could.

Their hands roamed over each other as if trying to memorize every little curve, every freckle, every single detail. Using her fingers to hold Anna's hair, effectively pinning her head back to the pillow, Elsa began another trail of kisses. She was determined to plant her mark on every little bit of this perfect body, and she was going to do it as often as she pleased. This particular trail began at the always-upturned corner of Anna's mouth and led over her soft jaw, morphed into a path of nibbles down her slender neck, and back again to kisses from her collarbone to the top of her chest. Elsa made it her personal mission to pay special attention to every single freckle she found above and between her sister's mouthwatering, pale tits.

Each time she planted her lips, she was rewarded with another moan or gasp from Anna. Elsa absolutely adored the way her sister's fingers felt wrapped in her hair. It felt like a constant reminder that she was needed, no. Wanted. She couldn't get enough. Eventually, she was satisfied that she hadn't missed a freckle, and looked up at her Anna.

Anna's head was spinning from Elsa's exceptional attention to detail. As soon as she realized that Elsa was looking up at her, she crooked a finger to demand another kiss. Without hesitation, her sister obliged and pressed her lips down on Anna's. There was no way that Anna could ever get too used to that feeling. Everything was right with the world when Elsa kissed her. It didn't matter what had happened or what was going to happen. All that existed for her was Elsa.

She had to have her. Now. She hoped that the dominant side she had seen in her sister would take over when she realized what Anna wanted. A little wiggle of her hips slid her down the bed a bit, and a quick movement of her arms under Elsa's legs brought the older girl farther up the bed and put her stomach just above Anna's face.

"Oh," she heard her sister say. "Oh…" and quickly Elsa had climbed the rest of the way until Anna found herself staring at something she had dreamt of so many times. The tiny little patch of trimmed blond hair above her sister's sex was exactly as she had imagined it. The scent was almost overpoweringly appetizing, and it took a fair amount of willpower to restrain herself.

First, she kissed the insides of Elsa's thighs, enjoying each shiver that followed. Then she let her tongue roam the spot where her legs and sex met. Elsa's whimpering was getting louder now. Anna kissed her right on her ever-so-slightly protruding clitoris, loving it when Elsa moaned loudly and ground that little patch of hair into Anna's nose.

She let her tongue explore. It slid up into Elsa, and pulled the most incredible noises from her. It danced and twirled around her love button, flicking and caressing in turn, all to make Elsa feel every bit as amazing as Anna saw her. And Anna's viewpoint right at that moment was about the best that she could imagine. She could even see the top of her headboard turning white with frost where Elsa was gripping it so hard. That only made Anna grab her sister's waist and pull her down tight onto her face so she could give everything she had.

"Oh, oh," Elsa's voice was just a hair below a scream now. Then her legs shook, she grabbed a handful of red hair, and crossed the threshold into a full-fledged ecstatic scream, "Can't… hold it back… anymoooore… Annnnnnnnnnaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Anna was in heaven. She had thought that Elsa tasted sweet before, but wow. As soon as Elsa started cumming, Anna slid a finger into her and redoubled her assault with her tongue. She was generously rewarded with even more screaming of her name, and the most incredible taste she had ever enjoyed.

Elsa wasn't sure if she wanted to scream again or cry. Nothing had ever felt that good. How could anything feel that good? There was no way her toes would ever uncurl. Anna would need a haircut just to get Elsa's fingers out of it. Her knees were like water, and it made her legs shake as she inched herself back down the bed.

It felt like forever before she was finally face-to-face with her grinning sister. Anna's gorgeous smile was coated in what Elsa knew had to be… well… Elsa.

Anna laughed, "Elsa, you have to try you." And without waiting for a response, Anna pulled her down for a kiss. Wow… I taste amazing. Mmm I bet she's even better.

This time, her trail of kisses wasn't quite as detailed. She skipped most of the freckles, but spent a lot of time on Anna's yummy light-pink nipples. Elsa couldn't get enough of the way Anna squealed with pleasure when she sucked on them. It took a while before she moved down farther, quickly slipping Anna's panties off as she went.

There were several more bites, kisses, and nibbles on the way, but eventually Elsa made it to her destination. Before she could decide where to start, Anna's legs wrapped around her head and pulled her in. Oh, I love her so much, she thought. She covered her sister's pussy with kisses. Every so often she would slide her tongue into Anna, and then up over her clit, savoring every bit of her achingly-sweet scent and taste.

"Mmm, Elsa, yes..." Anna's moaning was the most amazing sound Elsa had ever heard. She needed more.

Her tongue attacked Anna's clit as she slipped first one finger, and then two into her sister's wet pussy. Anna's moaning quickly became a euphoric scream, her hips bucking into Elsa's face. That reaction only fueled Elsa's desire, and she started to twist and curl her fingers, trying to find any other pleasure centers that she could. She had to make Anna feel as good as she herself just had. And better. Anna deserved the best, and Elsa would be the best.

"Oh, Elsa… I am all yours…"

Exactly the words that Elsa longed to hear. Her mouth and fingers were completely focused on pleasing Anna, but Elsa's eyes were fixed on her perfect face. She had never seen anything so exquisite as her sister in the clutches of pure, unadulterated, loving rapture. For a second, their eyes met and locked.

"I love you, Elsa."

Elsa responded with a look she knew would be understood, just as Anna smiled and her eyes rolled back. "Oh, Elsa… Elllsssssssaaaaaaaaaaaa! Yes, Elsa, yes!"

A little while later, the two girls lay side by side, facing each other, arms and legs entwined, bodies glistening with sweat and one another. Each would occasionally stroke the other's cheek, or brush a stray strand of hair behind her sister's ear, or plant a soft kiss on the other's mouth, nose, forehead, cheek… wherever. Neither girl ever looked away from the other. Neither had ever been so happy, nor so fulfilled, nor so complete in her life. They were truly one.