A/N: So sorry for the long wait for a new chapter. I've been sick like a dog all week and haven't been in the mood to write. Or eat. Or really do anything except sleep. So... to make up for it, I wrote you all a nice, lemony new chapter. I really didn't mean to, but first they're kissing, then getting all touchy...one thing leads to another, you know how it goes.

I also wanna throw a special shout-out to Baku babe for putting up a rec on tumblr for this crazy story. To you: all my happiness, all of it! Thank you!

I have looked into your eyes with my eyes. I have put my heart near your heart. - Pope John XXIII

Elsa awoke to a room she didn't recognize.

A burst of panic ripped though her, realizing Anna wasn't near her. She scanned the room frantically, and found captain Einar in a chair next to her snoring lightly. She was halfway out of bed before she realized she could send a message to the younger woman. She reached out hastily.

As her mind traveled down the link, she didn't receive a response. However she did get a vague, drowsy sense and she realized Anna was sleeping. Concentrating, she found that she could almost pinpoint where the princess was in relation to herself. Her younger sister was about ten feet below her, and about seven feet to the left. What that meant, she had no idea.

Not knowing where she was, exactly, made it harder to know what type of place her sister was in. Though the fact that she could navigate herself to the younger woman was... interesting. She took a deep breath, warding away the panic that had gripped her.

'This...could be useful.'

She could tell that her fear had made Anna stir in her sleep and Elsa admonished herself. She wanted her sister to get as much rest as possible. With Einar here, she knew that wherever this place was, it must be safe. She shook away the last of her irrational fears.

She looked down, noticing her clothes had been changed. She was wearing a large purple and gold uniform shirt and an ill-fitting pair of white breeches. She grimaced.

The queen brought herself to a sitting position and grabbed the captain's shoulder, shaking slightly. The man grunted, but didn't wake. Elsa tried again, harder this time. He almost fell out of his chair before he drowsily yawned and opened his eyes. He was quick to wake, however, once he noticed his monarch was attempting to grab his attention.

"Your Majesty, you're awake! Thank goodness you're alright."

Elsa cocked her head to the side. "I'm perfectly fine. How did I get here?" She remembered the state their ship had been in when she saw it last and amended, "Where are we?"

"We're on the Junon, ma'am. Captain Rasmus received our distress call and took us up. And a good thing too."

"Oh?"

"The Kinross, well...we managed to get the crew off before she went under, but that was about it. There's a few bits of her above water, but she's done for."

Elsa pressed her palm to her forehead, sighing to herself. One thing at a time. She asked the question she had been dreading.

"The crew? Were there any fatalities?"

Einar smiled widely. "Not a one, ma'am. The mast didn't hit any of the sleeping quarters, 'cept yours of course. We had a few broken bones from getting tossed about, but no deaths." His face deepened into a frown, "Though it was a close thing, with you goin' after her Highness. We thought we had lost the both of you."

Elsa's face twisted into a partial grin. "I was fine, captain."

He shrugged. "I'm not much of a captain with no ship. But your Majesty," His face was serious, "Please never do anything like that again. Seeing you jump like that almost took my heart straight out of my chest."

The queen smiled softly at his concern and laid her hand on his shoulder, wincing slightly as she felt pain lance though her arm. Was she hurt? She pushed the thought away for the time being. "I'd never do anything like that without a reason. Anna was in trouble. You understand."

Her voice was kind, but it was a statement, not a question. He knew an order from his queen when he heard one; It was useless to argue. "Of course, ma'am. You just scared us, is all."

She nodded politely. "How did we get on this ship? I don't remember anything after I found Anna."

"Well, the storm stopped real quick-like, and I looked out and you and her Highness were floating on this little piece of ice. It looked like you were walking back towards us, but then you two both fell over at the same time. I swum myself out as quick as I could. I think it was just exhaustion, mostly. But you both were cut up pretty bad."

She stood up gently and stretched, but her face contorted in pain. "Cut up, indeed." She suddenly felt her sister's groggy thoughts through their link. Could she feel the same hurt as well? She hoped not.

Einar continued, "Rasmus had you both looked at by his physikers. Nothing bad, they bandaged up the worst of it."

"I'll have to thank him personally." Her eyes narrowed in thought. "Where is this ship heading?"

Einar stood up so he could face the queen. "We should be docking in Corona soon, ma'am. We got the word that we were about an hour out from shore just a bit ago."

Elsa's eyes widened. "It's been four days already?"

The older man shook his head, laughing. "No, no, no. I ah... had some words with the captain. He was pretty adamant about the policy originally, but I managed to talk him around."

"How?"

Einar face held a wry grin. "I just reminded him that a foreign monarch and her heir almost died less than a day's sail from his own kingdom, and that it would be a shame if something were to happen to either of them that he may not be able to predict." His grin grew wider, "I also asked if he was entirely sure of his physikers' ability to judge damage done to a sorceress – beg your pardon, ma'am - and asked if he thought the palace healers might be able to better judge your well being."

Elsa scoffed. "You threatened him?"

He shrugged. "Not entirely. I really didn't know if you and her Highness were in more trouble than we could tell. I had to be sure."

He bowed deeply, his smile entirely sincere. Elsa smiled back, thanking the man in not so many words.

A sleepy thought came to her, though it wasn't her own. 'Elsa?'

'I'm here.' She sent a wave of comfort down through the bond, and she could feel her sister's contentment. Elsa practically beamed. She had no idea how long the link would last, but she was definitely enjoying being so close to the younger woman.

She noticed Einar walking towards the door. When he reached it, he turned to towards the queen. "Would you like me to fetch the captain, your Majesty?"

She nodded. "Please."

As soon as he left, she looked down at her clothes. She had meant to ask Einar about them. She assumed all of her clothes had sunk along with the ship, if this is what they had to dress her in. Fantastic. She removed the offensive apparel and summoned her power, donning her usual ice dress.

She sighed happily. Much, much better.

The distinct feeling of an eye-roll flowed into her mind. She ignored her sister.

A knock came from the door, and she walked over to answer it. The burly captain was standing there, his face neutral. He bowed.

Elsa walked through the doorway, and he moved back slightly to allow her space to move. Once she was outside the confines of her room, she returned his bow, deepening hers.

"Captain Rasmus, it would appear as though Arendelle is in your debt."

He waved his hand, dismissing the statement. "Of course not, your Majesty. You are our ally, and in dire need. It was the least we could possibly do. Are you feeling quite well?"

Not wanting to undermine the work Einar had done, she shook her head slightly. "Not entirely, I'm still incredibly tired and still in pain," Not actually a lie, the soreness was starting to rear its ugly head, "But I will be fine, thanks to you. Please send my compliments to your crew."

He nodded. "We will be docking soon. I took the liberty of sending a bird to the king. He will be sending an emissary to meet you at the harbor and escort you to the palace. I will send a guard of my own as well. We believe that the assassins are only targeting foreign vessels, so hopefully the Junon will not be a target."

Elsa smiled her thanks. "It's very appreciated. I'll make sure the king and queen are made aware of everything you have done for us."

The captain's eyes lit up, but he tried to smother the expression to remain neutral, "I will not insist, ma'am, but I would thank you for the gesture."

"In that case, I do insist. We'd be stranded without you." She grinned, changing the subject. "Now, if it's not too much trouble, I would like to check in on my sister...?"

The man nodded emphatically. "Of course! I'll have Marit show you the way." He gestured towards the woman near him wearing a first mate's uniform. She began walking to the crew's quarters.

"This way, your Majesty. If you please?"

Elsa followed the young woman below deck to a door that was right underneath the room she had been in earlier. The woman guiding her turned back to the queen. "I'm not sure if she's asleep or not, ma'am. But she's in here."

"Thank you, Marit. I believe I can handle her from here."

She other woman smiled and made her leave. As she walked away, the door flung inwards on its hinges.

"Elsa!"

Her arms were suddenly full of her younger sister. Anna flung herself into the older woman's arms, and Elsa could feel the love radiating from her. She squeezed her back, relishing in the touch. She smiled warmly down at her sister. "C'mon."

The queen placed her hand on Anna's back and felt her shiver underneath her touch. An altogether different type of emotion filtered into her mind through their link, and she had to suppress her own shudder. It had been much too long since they were allowed near each other, alone. Elsa smothered her emotions and pushed the younger woman inside the door, closing and locking it behind her.

As soon as the door was sealed, found herself forcefully pressed up against the wall behind her. One of her sister's hands was roaming, provocatively touching whatever she could. The other hand was pressed up against her jaw and neck, holding her head in place. She couldn't suppress the shudder this time.

She took a deep breath to try and catch her bearings, putting on an authoritative tone. "Anna..."

The younger woman pressed her body flush to her own. With a start, she realized that her younger sister was wearing the same type of clothing Elsa had been wearing earlier, minus the breeches. The oversized shirt was almost a dress on the shorter woman, coming down to her knees. Elsa wanted it off, but she reigned herself in.

A voice filtered through the haze in her mind. 'Stop it.'

Elsa closed her eyes tight. The hand on her neck squeezed a bit harder. Anna's face was right next to her own, and she could feel the princess' breath on her lips. 'We both know you want this. I can feel exactly what you're feeling, sister mine."

Elsa took a deep breath, and it came out shakily. She waged war within herself, knowing the last thing she should be doing is having sex on a foreign dignitary's flagship. A wave of pure lust slammed into her mind from her sister's side of the link. 'You think you have a choice?'

A hand grazed Elsa's breast and flicked the already-erect nipple. The queen let out a small moan and her younger sister smirked. 'Stop fighting it.'

Anna felt the moment Elsa's resolve crumbled, and she leaned in to kiss the older woman forcefully. She tore at the icy fabric of the dress, knowing it could easily be remade, and began fondling her sister. Elsa grunted, and with a wave of her hand dismissed the entire garment completely.

The princess leaned back and pulled her large shirt over her head, grinning madly at Elsa's face once the woman realized that she wasn't wearing anything underneath.

Anna moved right back against her older sister, leaning in for a slow, seductive kiss. She smiled against the older woman's lips as Elsa let her hands roam, holding onto her younger sister's waist and caressing her breast with the other. Anna purred as Elsa ran a thumb across her nipple, and she deepened the kiss further, biting onto her sister's bottom lip.

The princess slowly moved her hand down her sister's body, through the crevice between the woman's breasts, skirting over her naval and finally reaching her destination. She stroked the older woman's lower lips, but pressed no further.

Anna smirked as Elsa arched into her hand, but she held back, unwilling to let her sister pleasure herself. 'Tell me how much you want this.'

Elsa wasn't sure if she groaned in her mind or out loud. It didn't mater. 'Anna, please.'

She could feel the desperation rolling off of her sister in waves. She relished in the power, and she knew Elsa could tell exactly how turned on she was by it. 'Please, what?'

Elsa tried to reach down and touch herself, not wanting to play games. She needed the release. Anna slapped her hand away. 'What do you want, Elsa?'

The older woman was panting, her urgency obvious. Anna could feel the woman dripping underneath her softly brushing fingers.

Elsa leaned her head back, clamping her eyes closed. 'Fuck me, Anna.'

Anna's smiled turned wicked. She pushed her fingers past the woman's lips and thrust two fingers inside her.

The smirk fell from her face and her eyes went wide. The princess abruptly stopped moving and Elsa let out a whimper. "Anna?"

The younger woman was gasping. Elsa swallowed harshly and opened her eyes, worried. "Anna, are you okay?"

She nodded her head emphatically. 'I can feel it... when I do that.'

She felt a pang of confusion from her older sister. She grabbed the older woman's hand and pulled it down to her own sweet bundle of nerves. As soon as Elsa touched her younger sister, she gasped, perceiving the touch through the bond they shared. 'Oh hells, Anna.'

'You can feel it too?' The older woman nodded.

Anna let out a whistle. "Gods, this is strange."

Elsa, frankly, could care less. She pressed her hand against her sister's most sensitive area and they both shuddered. Anna shook her head, and started moving her fingers again. She pressed a kiss to her sister's lips and groaned.

The sensation coming from her older sister's hand was almost too much to handle. Coupled with the amplified feeling of her own touching coming through the link, and she was in pure bliss. She couldn't physically feel her own fingers, but the sensations running thorough her sister were directly transferred into her mind as well. Soon she was sucking and nibbling on Elsa's neck and the sensitivity only grew stronger.

Elsa was a mass of nerves. She had no idea how her sister was managing to hold up against the double assault. Her head fell to the side, and she felt her sister move to her neck, toying with the sensitive skin of her collar. She did her best to muffle her groan, but it was becoming too much. She started grinding against the hand inside her, and she felt Anna hiss against her neck.

The younger woman was relishing in their link. She could feel every nuance of her older sister's emotions, and was on the receiving end of the pleasant torture she herself was inflicting. She let a breath out between her teeth when Elsa began grinding against her hand, feeling the heat in her lower body start to build up.

She angled her fingers up, knowing from personal experience how good it felt, and it brought both of them to the brink. They shuddered against each other, Anna biting down and Elsa throwing her head back.

They climaxed together, and the intense orgasm rippled back and forth across their link, snowballing into an intense pool of euphoria. The two gripped each other, riding the waves of bliss until it finally, finally wore down to a dull throb.

Anna pulled her fingers back and licked them, making sure Elsa saw exactly what she was doing. Her older sister let out a shuddering breath and shook her head no. 'Don't even start. I don't think I can handle a round two right now.'

Anna raised an eyebrow. 'Just means I need to get you back later.'

Elsa rolled her eyes and kissed the younger woman, tasting herself on the princess' lips. She smirked. After a moment, she looked down and ran two fingers down her sister's cheek. 'I love you, Anna.'

The younger woman felt a surge of tenderness from her older sister, and she smiled back, returning the sentiment. 'I love you too.'

Elsa's gaze moved down and took in her sister's naked body. She noticed that the scar patterns were still on the woman's body, starting at her shoulder and moving down her side. They almost looked like tattoos, but in actuality they were small, slightly raised, white marks. The queen traced down one fractal pattern on Anna's hip.

The younger woman giggled, feeling tickled but her sister's hand. "You have them too, you know." she gestured to Elsa's opposite side and the queen's eyebrows pulled up in confusion.

"Huh."

Anna shrugged. "It's where you hit me with your power, I think. I remember my shoulder hurting badly, but not much else. I don't know why you have the same scars, though."

Elsa's eyebrows furrowed, catching sight of a bruise on Anna's collar. She thumbed it, and they both flinched. The princess' eyes widened, staring at the spot along the queen's own collar that she had bitten minutes before.

"Elsa..."

The older woman took a steadying breath, grabbed her own arm and pinched it, hard.

Anna whimpered.

The both looked into each other's eyes, fearfully. Elsa snapped hers closed and pressed her thumb and forefinger against her tear ducts. She let out of worried sigh. "This isn't good."

"How did you even link us like this, Elsa?"

The queen shrugged her shoulders minutely. "It just came to me. I didn't know what I was doing." She removed her hand from her face, and there were tears in her eyes. "I couldn't lose you."

Anna reached up and wiped away the drops before they could fall. She could feel her sister's deep worry through their link, and she had to hold back her own tears. "I know. It's okay." She took in a deep breath of air, and let it back out. "So, if something happens to one of us...?"

She left the question hanging, and Elsa nodded slightly. "Looks like the same thing happens to the other. I don't like this."

Anna tried to give her a reassuring smile. "It may not last." She didn't believe the words, and she knew Elsa didn't either.

The queen just nodded, and pulled the younger woman into her arms. "We'll figure it out."

The two leaned against each other for a time, just basking in the presence of the other. They left their emotions unfiltered, knowing the other could feel everything. Worry, frustration and absolute adoration flowed back and forth between the two, and they both reveled in the closeness.

Eventually a knock on the door brought them out of their reverie.

Elsa released her sister with a sad sigh, and quickly used her power to summon herself an ice dress. She went to open the door, and Anna coughed loudly.

Elsa looked back at her sister for a moment, realizing she was also without clothing. She waved her hand again, and a more modest ice dress formed against her sister. It looked somewhat like the dress Anna had worn at Elsa'a own coronation, except the fabric was blue, and the Arendelle crest on her chest was made out of glittering icicles.

The queen smiled wryly at her sister. "I know it's going to be cold, but we can find you something else when we get to-"

Anna interrupted her. "Actually, it's not."

Elsa gave her sister a confused look before comprehension dawned on her. Her younger sister could access her powers. "Oh... yeah. I forgot about that."

Anna shrugged. "Just another thing to deal with."

Another knock on the door.

Elsa nodded at her sister, sighing softy, but dropping the subject. She reached for the door and opened it, finding captains Rasmus and Einar on the other side. Rasmus peered down at her. "We're here, your Majesty. We should be docking in about 15 minutes or so." Einar said nothing and stood behind the older man, smiling slightly.

Elsa nodded. "After you, captain?"

He led the two of them up a flight of stairs, asking after Anna's health on the way up. After giving the all clear and thanking him again for his hospitality, they made it to the deck. "We'll verify the convoy who is coming to escort you once we reach the harbor, and we should have you two on your way shortly after that, your Majesty," He nodded towards Anna, "Your Highness."

The both thanked him again and looked out at the busy port. There were people everywhere, bustling around, shouting their wares and yelling back and forth. Men and woman both were like ants scurrying about, loading and unloading, tying down boats, and making themselves busy.

Elsa took her sister's arm in her own, smiling.

Corona, finally.