Sequel to Anna's Surprise Dessert

Running a kingdom was exhausting work and after another long and uneventful but utterly stressful day, the queen of Arendelle definitely needed a quiet moment to herself. Assuming she had plenty of time to unwind before their weekly girls' night started, Elsa spent a good portion of that free time relaxing in her bed and relieving her stress in the best way she knew how using one of her very own specially ice crafted toys.

By the time she was done giving her body the attention it rightly deserved, she still had a whole entire hour left before Anna was scheduled to show up. A whole hour was more than enough time for Elsa to clean herself up and have a maid bring in fresh linens for her bed…

Or at least it should have been.

The very last thing she expected was for Anna to barge in so early unannounced and… well… do that! Elsa was positively mortified when she walked in to find Anna splayed out on her bed, merrily licking away at her recently thoroughly used icy tool. The sight made her speechless and immobile, rendering her entire body effectively useless.

Elsa had been taught how to handle many dilemmas, but she was never trained on how to deal with a unique situation quite like this! It certainly wasn't in the royal handbook…

Doing the best she could, Elsa tried to inform Anna that the object in her hands was not a popsicle, or at least not one meant for consumption… She couldn't bring herself to admit to the younger girl what it really was, but she hoped Anna would have taken the hint and put the icicle down upon seeing how greatly disturbed it made Elsa feel… Instead, Anna resumed her ardent task with relish and it was clear she had no intention of slowing down or even stopping anytime soon.

Well, this was just peachy…

Feeling disgusted with herself for just standing there and allowing her sweet, innocent little sister to be exposed to such filth, Elsa inwardly screamed at herself to put an end to this madness and commanded her legs to move. They surprised her by obeying and she surged forward until she was directly in front of Anna. Extending her hand out with her palm raised upward, she demanded as calmly as possible, "Give it to me."

Anna barely glanced at her hand. "No, it's mine now," she said defiantly, smiling smugly and wagging her tongue at Elsa immaturely. Anna then used said tongue to swirl around the tip of the icy appendage before ever so slowly drawing it into her mouth, her eyes the whole time locked onto Elsa as if daring her to take it away from her.

It was not meant to be seductive or sexual in any way, especially coming from her little sister, Elsa knew that, but the act could only be described as erotic. That small display combined with the look Anna gave her caused an odd stirring in Elsa's gut and her mouth was suddenly very, very dry, and despite not wearing anything but her icy nightgown, her body felt scorching hot all of a sudden.

Elsa wrenched her eyes away, breaking the eye contact between them and had to turn her back on Anna in an attempt to collect herself. She tried to force aside the unwelcome sensations befalling her, her teeth drawing blood from her bottom lip as she bit down on it painfully while her hands twisted knots in her hair that she hadn't quite managed to free from its braid.

What the hell is wrong with you? Elsa wondered angrily. She shouldn't be having those kinds of feelings in the presence of her sister, and certainly not because of her sister! It was so terribly wrong and revolting. She shook her head vigorously and gave herself a good smack to the side of her head as if trying to wake herself up from a terrible dream before chancing a sneak peek over her shoulder at her sister. Anna hadn't ceased her licking but at least she was no longer giving that dangerous look. But the bothersome effects it had caused still lingered…

"Don't feel, don't feel," she muttered under her breath, brushing her fingers messily through her bangs. She wasn't sure why she was chanting those words considering they did little to help her in the past, at least where her powers were concerned. A small part of her hoped they would magically make things better for her with her current predicament…

No such luck.

Enough of this , Elsa thought and faced Anna, glaring at her and narrowing her eyes intently at the icicle she refused to let go of. She would need to forcibly take it from Anna since asking nicely didn't work. Her fingers flexed in anticipation…

Anna hesitated in her licking and uneasily watched Elsa, sensing an impending attack and bracing herself.

With a furious grunt Elsa pounced.

There were muffled curses and flailing limbs as the two wrestled with each other. Anna pushed and bucked trying to keep Elsa from acquiring the icicle she held in a strong death grip, and Elsa pressed and grabbed, trying her best to take it from her.

"Ow!" Anna cried when her eye was accidentally poked by one of Elsa's fingers and she retaliated with a light jab of her elbow into her sister's side.

"Oof," Elsa ignored the dull pain inflicted upon her and focused on Anna's wildly waving hand that held the slick icicle. She made a lunge for it and very nearly had it, her fingertips reaching and skimming across the cold surface, but Anna jerked her hand aside at the last second and she missed and collapsed on top of Anna.

Anna wasn't about to lose this battle. Slipping her free hand between their bodies, she found Elsa's most vulnerable spot just below her ribcage and, smiling devilishly, she wriggled her fingers into the sensitive flesh.

"Heh. Haha! Ah…na! Ha! Hanna! Ssstop! That's not faahaha!" The queen snorted, pushing her body up and doubling over in an uproarious laughing fit. She plucked at her little sister's hand to try and stop her, retreating from Anna in an attempt to escape the relentless onslaught, but Anna stayed on her the entire time, showing her no mercy.

Successfully distracting Elsa by incessantly tickling her, Anna was able to hide her frozen treat by shoving the icicle under her nightgown, tucking it safely between her legs and out of Elsa's sight. With both of her hands now free, Anna attacked her sister's stomach full on with vengeance. Elsa squirmed and weakly tried to bat her mischievous digits away, wheezing out pathetic protests in an effort to get Anna to quit. The fight looked to be in Anna's favor until Elsa trapped Anna's hands with her own and then used her powers to bring enough cold to them that it caused Anna to squeal and yank her hands away.

The struggling continued for a bit longer and then finally ended with Elsa on top as the victor. Straddling her little sister and panting from exertion, Elsa grabbed hold of Anna's wrists and pinned her hands above her head to avoid any more surprise attacks the devious princess might have up her sleeve.

"Talking about not fair…" Anna grumbled, dropping her head onto the pillow in defeat.

Flicking her eyes from one hand to the other, Elsa noticed, much to her dismay, that both of Anna's hands were empty. "What? Where did it go?" She frantically looked around them to see where it might have fallen but didn't see any sign of it. "Anna! What did you—" Elsa settled her weight down on Anna's lower body and felt something hard poke at her groin, causing her to twitch and spasm at the contact, a barely restrained moan fleeing from her mouth as a choked gasp. Freezing in place, not daring to move a muscle, Elsa dropped her eyes down and noticed the prominent protrusion hiding under Anna's nightgown.

She put it down there!?

The situation was escalating at an alarming rate, getting worse and worse every second that passed. Elsa needed to get control of it immediately before it got completely out of hand. She hastily flung her body to the side, removing herself from her position on top of Anna, and laid flat on her back, her body stiff as a board. Silently she stared at the ceiling as she worked her jaw and wasted more time gathering her composure.

There was only one way to fix this and that was to tell Anna the truth, whether she liked it or not. "Anna," Elsa said, turning her head towards her sister. "Do you know anything about sex?" Anna was certainly more than old enough to know about such a thing but clearly she was somewhat dense about certain aspects of it.

"Yeah, why?"

"Do you know what masturbation is?"

Anna nodded impatiently. "Yeah, why?"

"Well, that… thing is what I use when I partake in such activities…" Elsa admitted.

Anna was slow in answering and appeared to be thinking over what Elsa told her carefully. By this point Anna was sitting up and had removed the icy stick from its incriminating hiding place and was looking at it thoughtfully. "Okay," she said, cocking her head. "So if I'm understanding this correctly… what you're telling me is that I was… licking you."

"Yes…"

"I was tasting you…"

Elsa cringed and shrank into the bed. "Yes…"

Anna's brows furrowed as she considered this news, fingers drumming against her cheek. She shifted her eyes from the device in her clutches to her cowering older sister. "Well… I'm craving some more," she purred nonchalantly.

"I'm so sorry, Anna. This is so embarrassing!" Elsa said, covering her face with her hands and shaking her head. "I should have said something sooner but you surp-surp-sur—" Elsa's words derailed, stuttering to a stop as she gawked at Anna in disbelief. "Wait, what?" Surely she heard wrong?

Anna handed the item to her and moved down the bed, positioning herself on her stomach just below Elsa's legs where her nightgown ended. Leaning on her elbows, she looked expectantly at Elsa and waited.

It was Elsa's turn to look at her creation in confusion. Her sister's words registered and she raised her eyes to stare at Anna, who gazed back with one eyebrow quirked up as if to say, "What are you waiting for?"

Was she… serious?

The strange request affected Elsa badly, and the stirring she had felt earlier ignited and blossomed into a full blown fire in her abdomen. She squeezed her thighs together, and for a minor split second Elsa found herself very eager to oblige her sister's request.

No! No, that's crazy! It's ridiculous and totally insane! For the second time that day Elsa wondered what in the world was wrong with her to be thinking such horrid thoughts!

"No," Elsa refused out loud. "You don't know what you're saying, Anna," she said, dismissing the request with a nervous laugh.

Anna's attention was fixed on Elsa's barely concealed treasure, and when Elsa denied her second helpings to her special dessert she released an animalistic growl and seized Elsa's calves, dragging her towards her with a surprisingly strong pull.

Elsa yelped, the icy contraption flying out of her hand at the sudden forward momentum, and she grabbed at the bed spread desperately to halt the movement. "Anna! What are you—"

With very little warning, and with a quick lick of her lips, Anna's head slipped under Elsa's nightgown, and before Elsa knew it, the redhead's face was buried smack dab between her legs. Luckily for Anna, her access was not deterred since Elsa was not wearing any panties.

Elsa's immediate reaction was to push her away and scream her sister's name in utter shock. "Whoa! ANNA!" The heel of her palm shoved hard against the head hidden beneath her nightgown. "STOP THIS RIGHT— Oooh!" Clamping a hand over her mouth, Elsa stifled a moan as a shudder raked across her body when her sister's wet, hot mouth latched onto her prominent, throbbing nub in an aggressive manner, her tongue busily exploring her moist walls.

All of Elsa's defenses slipped away and all coherent thought disintegrated. The hand that was pressed against Anna's forehead in a vain attempt to keep her at bay abruptly ceased its pushing, and as a persistent tongue licked and sucked her sensitive flesh hungrily, sending sweet pleasure vibrating through Elsa's entire body, she found her hand sliding around, adjusting its position and settling against the back of Anna's head. Her slim fingers stroked and coaxed, encouraging her sister to continue as tiny noises escaped her parted lips.

No encouragement was necessary as Anna jovially lapped away at her sister's offering, thoroughly enjoying the scrumptious taste that blessed her taste buds. She added probing fingers inside Elsa to milk out more of the sweet, succulent nectar.

What Elsa was feeling could not be compared to what she experienced while pleasuring herself. She had never felt anything so intense and consuming. There was a pressure within her that was growing to exponential levels and it continued to rapidly build stronger and stronger the more attention Anna gave to her womanhood.

When her orgasm hit her, it hit her like a raging blizzard. Elsa saw flashes of white, snowflakes filling her vision. She arched her lower body desperately into Anna's mouth to prolong the high, not wanting it to end.

But all things, especially the good ones, eventually came to an end. When Elsa's body settled back down on the bed she was gasping violently, greedily sucking in all the air that had left her at the moment of her release. Anna's fingers, hard at work the entire time, finally slowed and then disappeared, her tongue following suit not too long after.

Ducking out from under Elsa's nightgown, Anna languidly licked her fingers clean, enjoying every last drop of her treat. "Mm." Eyes closed in blissful happiness, she flashed a dopey almost drunken smile at Elsa. "Thanks, Elsa. You're delicious."

"Anna…" Elsa croaked tremulously. She had no words for what transpired.

Anna stretched out next to her, humming happily and twirling one of her braids. It boggled Elsa's mind that Anna could be so calm and unaffected, as if what she did was nothing out of the ordinary!

"So I was thinking…" Anna drawled, looking at Elsa with a mischievous gleam in her eyes, leaning forward so she was hovering slightly above her older sister. "To start off our sister night…"

Elsa swallowed nervously, threading her fingers through her bangs. "Anna?"

"Can we do my hair first?"