WARNING: STILL NSFW. LIKE HELLA.

NOTE: Wow, I'm glad you guys really responded well to this filth! Anyway, I'm definitely going to finish it, but it won't be terribly long; it just got way too long for a single chapter at some point.

Also, this chapter is dedicated to my smutting buddy Yinyangbangbang's birthday - especially since this kinda stuff is riiiiiiiiiiiight up his street! Happy anniversary of reverse-oviposition, sir! Hope you "enjoy" this present! ;D

~ Chapter Two ~

For several seconds, all Elsa Arendelle could do was pant and gape at her sister for making the suggestion. Already the invisible tendrils were trying to make their way into places they had no business going, but for now, they were only petting her back and bottom. That wasn't too bad. But they both knew the damnable things could get a lot more forward.

"I don't," the blonde told her seriously. When Anna didn't respond, she finally relented and went on, "I don't dare. That's not the same as... whether I would like to or not."

"If you want to, then do it."

"I can't. If you kiss me, if we... even do that much? I won't be able to hold back with them." Her eyes leaked tears as she whispered, "And I'm not just saying this to use an excuse later; I'm trying to warn you off! Please, I-"

"But I don't care! This is what you need, isn't it?!"

"NO! And I don't want this happening now just because you... didn't mind, because we weren't in enough control of the situation! You're worth more than that to me!"

Anna cupped Elsa's cheeks softly, barely able to hear half of what her sister was saying now because of her heightening desire. Even though she had been shocked initially, the more these ghostly parts of her sister taunted her flesh, even through her clothes... the more she began to think she wouldn't mind giving in completely. Letting Elsa do whatever her body wanted and finding out where that took them.

"Anna, are you listening to me?" No answer; only Anna's face leaning closer. Elsa whipped her own to the side. "ANNA, STOP!"

There was such a cruel irony in that desperate cry that Anna did jerk back. Suddenly, she figured out that, even though Elsa's body was dying to sample her own and that her mind partially agreed, she could not make her own decision about wanting this for herself. That wasn't possible, not while her little "friends" did as they wished without her being in control.

"Ok- okay," she stuttered shakily, pulling away. The things didn't let her go, so she grabbed both stalks and dug her nails in.

"AHHH!" Elsa gasped out in pain - and they all shot away from Anna's body, completely gone. Taking the opportunity, Anna backpedaled a couple of yards. "Y... yes, thank you. Thank you so much."

"It's not what I want," Anna told her in a heartbroken voice. "I want to be close to you, b-but I don't want you to regret it tomorrow."

But Elsa was smiling. Sad smile though it may be, it was earnest. "We did it, Anna. We beat them! I... I was so worried that you would give in, that we would both end up enjoying it physically, and… and then hating ourselves afterward! The only thing that would make me want to kill myself would be l-letting that happen!"

That was almost enough to make Anna forget everything. A step forward put Elsa cringing away, and that stayed her. Of course, she could now just barely feel one of them flicking at her wrist at this new distance. Picking it up, she pet it with the other hand.

"Don't make me feel like I'm not a monster," Elsa sighed. "You'll just be twisting the knife."

"But you aren't." Her head leaned down to kiss it, and she felt it try to gun for her mouth - but she held it fast, and once between her palms it merely squirmed like a small pet. "And this part of you... it isn't, either. Just different."

Of course, it was impossible for Anna to ignore how her actions were making Elsa respond. Favourably. Yes, she was worried about how things would end up, but her attentions to the writhing appendage in her hand obviously pleased her on a purely physical level.

"What if all they need is a little love?" Anna told her as she pet it further along with every pass, watching Elsa collapse back against the wall, eyes closed in bliss. "Like, maybe if they get pet like this on a regular basis, they'll calm down."

"Won't be enough," Elsa managed to tell her softly. "They… I mean, it's nice, but it's making my body hungrier." Then she opened her eyes to look shocked at her own admission. "Anna, I am so sorry - you have to understand that I never wanted to put you in this position, okay? You're supposed to be my sister, not just… just my tentacle-petter! Or worse!"

"I can be whatever you want me to be," Anna heard herself saying as she kissed its tip again, feeling it arch upward to poke at her mouth but not being able to reach past Anna's grip. Those words terrified her, but she already knew they were true; she would do literally anything Elsa asked at this point. Before, she had assumed that was true; now this proved it in ways her imagination had never come up with before today.

"Stop saying things you don't mean."

"I'm not." Elsa was never going to believe her. Not unless she took a step; did something more than talking, than simply not leaving the room. She stepped backward again, out of Elsa's extended reach.

The elder sister only had enough time to feel momentary relief before she saw Anna's nimble fingers start unbuttoning her shirt.

"Anna, what are- NO! Don't do that, you'll only make it worse!"

"I'm not," she repeated, reaching the bottom and putting her hands on her hips for a moment. "And for real, it would be nice if you quit telling me what I am and am not doing!"

"But y-you…" Her eyes widened as she beheld the creamy expanse of lightly-freckled stomach, the dip in the center of Anna's chest that signalled breasts were rising on either side, just out of sight. "You…"

"What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?"

Swallowing hard, the elder sister had to exert some obvious willpower to turn her head to the side and squeeze her eyes shut. "This isn't happening, this is not happening…"

"Let it happen! I… I want this!" Sighing, she shucked the shirt and tried to think of a way around this weird dilemma. What was she overlooking? "Can't we maybe… I don't know, tie those things together in knots? Wouldn't that fix the problem?"

"I've tried that… and they just squirm out of it somehow. Might work for a little while, though." Then she shook her head vigorously. "No. No, it's not worth it to try; I don't want you risking it."

"Not a risk to me. Turn around." Elsa refused, so she gritted her teeth. "Turn around and face the wall - just let me try it!"

"Fine. But don't say I didn't warn you." Elsa obediently turned around, her silky blue pyjamas rustling against the wall.

Sidling up behind her sister, Anna of course felt them begin to explore her body as she closed the distance. Elsa's palms slid up the wall and she let out an anxious gasp as two of them both wrapped around her unfettered chest. A team effort, she supposed. Another caressed her face. As she stopped just behind Elsa, one squirmed past her ankle, again trying its luck with shooting up the bottom of her pantleg.

"Okay," she sighed to herself, flexing her fingers. "Okay, we can… I can do this." Then she reached into the short sleeves of her sister's shirt and felt along the bases of the stalks; one hand for each side. "Um… how is that? How does that feel?"

"Good," Elsa told her, seemingly no longer able to lie. "Not as good as… the tips of them feel, but still not bad at all. Don't worry, you're not hurting me."

However, as she slid her hands down the topmost ones on either side, it became crystal clear that Elsa had been downplaying how it felt to have her hands on them. Her shivers and the way her posture undulated, gasps and gurglings deep in her throat that were meant to stave off true moans… this was doing a lot more for her than "good" or "not bad at all".

"Are you sure you want me to tie these up?" Anna asked with a smirk.

"YES! Now d-do it if you're going to do it!" Elsa gasped out desperately. Dipping her head, Anna began to do just that. "Mmhh... "

"Is that a good 'mmhh' or a bad 'mmhh'?"

"Sh-shut up!" As they slid over each other, Elsa sighed. "You're not… that's not going to-"

"Well, I can't see anything! How am I supposed to figure this out when they're invisible?" Sighing, she tried again, then asked, "Do you think if we covered them in something? Maybe some makeup - like, powder foundation?"

"This wasn't the deal - we aren't supposed to be giving these monstrous parts of me a makeover!" But her voice was growing more and more unhinged the longer they tried to tie the ropey things together, and finally a moan of pure enjoyment seeped out. "Shit! Anna, you have to stop - it's not working, anyway!"

"Well, something's working - because you sound like you've never felt better in your life!"

"I do! I fucking love this, and I wish I didn't!" When Anna didn't reply, she simply let out an anguished sob and told her, "You need to get away! If you can't get them tied without seeing them, th-then… then this is just going to keep getting weirder and more horrible!"

"Doesn't seem horrible to me yet," Anna sighed impatiently as the tips continued to prod her nipples whenever they weren't being grasped to be tied. The one up her leg had finally given it up as a bad job, but was now concerned with prodding at her toes, as if trying to get underneath. "What's… going on with that one down there?"

"How should I know?!"

"You'd know better than I would! That's why I'm asking!"

Rolling her eyes, she sighed, "Fine - I think that's the same one you stepped on earlier, and it's probably looking for some familiar comfort, okay?! But I'm so serious when I say that is only a guess, Anna!"

Unable to help herself, Anna started giggling. Then when the thing managed to succeed in forcing its way underfoot, it only got worse from the slightly ticklish sensations - combined with the two flicking over her nipples, it was a wonder she wasn't already collapsing on the floor. But her laughter was cut short when the one on her face dipped inside her mouth again, goading her tongue into dancing with it a second time.

"Anna, no, you- don't do that again!" she whispered, already entirely dependent on the wall for support. "MmmmHHAAAH! I can't take this! I'm g-going to lose it if you don't stop this immediately!"

This time, the only reason she withdrew it from her mouth was because Elsa asked. That scared her - deep down. Under the surface of calm and rational thought, feelings brewed of pure pleasure that she wished would take some other shape, but they didn't; they were already true. By now, all she wanted to do was give in completely but she knew Elsa didn't want that.

Mentally. Physically, her entire body was crying out to have more; it wasn't even in question.

"Anna, please!" she was sobbing. "You have to go!"

"Okay," Anna was saying - barely able to stop her mouth from being filled again. "Okay, I'll… give me a few and I will…"

"A few what?! This is- shit…"

They both felt the one from down below abandoning that comforting spot to make its way back up to her waistband. Already, it was poking through… and not on top of the underwear this time. Below everything.

"Elsa… oh, it's so hard to make myself stop this…"

"We… may not have a choice now."

"What?"

Gulping, Elsa shivered and slammed her eyes shut in concentration. "I… can't stop them anymore. Not completely, I… can only slow them down." Then her voice turned raspier. "Run! NOW!"

For the first time all evening, Anna didn't even stop to question her sister. She threw herself backward, feeling them follow easily. Elsa walked backward without seeming to know she was doing it so they wouldn't lose their positions - Anna let out a tiny squeak in the back of her throat. They really had a taste of her by now, and were not going to be satisfied by simply letting it go at that - no matter much Elsa insisted they should be.

"Nhhhhh!" Elsa strained against them, arms flailing in front of her uselessly as they tried to find purchase on something, anything, but there was nothing to grasp. Their thirst had taken over her lower limbs, as well, it seemed. "Anna, d-do something, get out of here!"

"There's nowhere to go!" Anna half-screamed, half-whispered. "What- I mean, do you want me to jump out the window to get away from my sister?! That's the dumbest thing I've ev- HUP!"

The two that snaked around her ankle were able to take her down easily, since she could not see them to stop them; she barely managed to break her fall so that she only ended up with a mildly bruised elbow. They wasted no time working their way up her legs, even with her kicking at them; it was little use. The small mercy in her favour was that the other two could not join in; they were too busy fighting against Elsa and the way she was clawing at the floor, doing everything in her power to drag herself to the opposite side of the room.

"It's no good," Anna was gasping as she grabbed at them down by the bottom of her pantlegs, trying to jerk them free but having an impossible time due to how they had looped around her shins once before continuing their climb. "We're… I can't do this, I can't fight them anymore!"

"You must!" Elsa commanded her. "Or… or I'm going to do something to you that I could never forgive myself for!"

How many times did she need to reassure her? "But I'll forgive you, because… because it isn't you!"

"IT IS!" she gasped out, sinking down to her knees. "I already told you, my entire body wants to open you up and take everything you have to offer! I want it, need it, crave it in my sleep - it just gets worse and worse with every passing day! So… so just avoid me for the next couple of days, then we'll have separate hotel rooms, and then…" Voice cracking, she made herself go on. "Then I will be out of your life forever and you will be safe! F-from me! I don't want this to happen between us!"

"Then STOP!" Anna told her forcefully, losing patience with all the back and forth. "You are more powerful than your body! If you really care about me, and do want to… to treat me the way you say you do, then just take back the power!"

"I don't have that much power left!" Elsa growled back. "I was wasting it all until now, while you… while you stupidly kept hugging me and touching me, even though I warned you, I warned you so many times! How can you presume to tell me what I can and cannot do?!"

That was the tipping point. All four of them lashed out and took a wrist or an ankle, lifting Anna into the air as Elsa walked her back toward the wall. She must look to any outside observer as if she were flying - and they were so strong! Their actions had been so gentle until now that the younger sister presumed they had no real strength, but clearly that had been a mistake of great magnitude. The only relief was that now they were all fully occupied holding her like that; as long as all they could do was hold her…

But Elsa was approaching her, too. Eyes darker than she'd ever seen them, shoulders a solid mass of unrest. Chest heaving in rage.

"Elsa?" she gasped. "Wait, Elsa, d-don't… what are you doing?"

"Isn't this what you wanted before?" she demanded in harsh tones. "To let it go and enjoy the ride? And now look at you - acting scared. Telling me what to do left and right; do take you, don't take you. Give in, resist. You have no idea what it's like to be me."

"But you won't do it like this," Anna said with a shaky laugh. "Not- before, I was asking you to, but now… you wouldn't take whatever you want without worrying about my feelings."

The hot cheeks of her sister were so close now, head turning and pressing one against the side of hers. Her breath was a shaky whisper, and she had to try a few times to make speech happen.

"I… I want you," she mumbled, voice tremulous. "But I want it to be… me. Not the… the things, that I can't control." When her eyes drew back, there was still a dangerous quality to them, but haunted now, regretful. "If… you meant what you said…"

"What?" An ankle-tentacle squeezed, and she shivered, trying to free herself. It was impossible. "What did I say?"

"That I could take you. B-be with you. I want it, I need it - but ME, not them!" Her fist drove into the wall hard, and Anna flinched, but it was only involuntary. "So… tell me. I can. I'm… making them do this much for me, making them stay where they are. It's wh-what I have right now."

So much pain in Elsa's brow, in the set of her body…

"You can have anything I can give you," Anna whispered shakily. "If it wipes that look off your face."

"No! Because y-you want me!" Elsa demanded, grabbing a fistful of Anna's hair. "Or… or I'll have to go, I'll go away, I'll find a way!"

To prove how determined she was, her hand reached down and grasped one of her own invisible companions, clutching so hard that Anna could see her knuckles whitening. Little by little, the thing began to slacken, but the look on Elsa's face was pure agony.

"STOP! Y-you're hurting yourself - Elsa, don't do that, I won't let you!"

"F-fuck me." Once Anna's wrist was free, she smiled a cockeyed smile. "Sorry, I m-meant… 'fuck whether or not I'm hurt'. Not literally… you know."

The first thing she did with her now-freed hand was to cup Elsa's cheek, draw her closer, and press their lips together. She could feel every last inch of those monstrosities coiling and pulsating, and one of them flicking over her neck and shoulder from its grip in Elsa's hand, but there was nothing else for them to do while occupied by her. No way to take advantage of Anna and Elsa's lapse as their lips conjoined, their tongues found each other and enjoyed a brief, shy courtship before they began their relationship in earnest.

Neither of them knew how long that went on before they parted, panting for air. Anna had no words, but Elsa grinned drunkenly and whispered, "Now I can compare for you. That felt… way better."

The next kiss was more eager, frenzied… heated and wild. The creature trapped in Elsa's hand slapped into both of their cheeks - hard enough to be felt and cause them to break apart, chuckling nervously. It wanted in on the fun.

"Is this the same one that was in my mouth before?" she asked.

"Actually, that one's on your other wrist. This one was… I think it liked your boob a lot." They both shared a laugh about that before Elsa's smile slid off and she asked, "Are you sure this isn't… disgusting? Repugnant?"

"Not gonna lie, it's high on the weird-ometer. But…" Biting her lip, she shrugged. What she wanted to say was so insipid that she couldn't bring herself to speak.

"That's so hot," Elsa told her baldly, which made Anna's eyes widen. "Biting your lip like that."

"Sh-shush," Anna breathed.

"What were you about to say?" When the red head shook, she held the tentacle closer and said, "Tell me or I'll put this in your nose."

Rolling her eyes, Anna managed to squeak out, "Fine. This is better than you ignoring me. There, happy?"

The jovial smirk vanished again, and Elsa slowly lowered her eyes in shame. Even Anna nuzzling her forehead with her nose wasn't enough to get her to look back up; she was hurt by that comment in a way neither of them anticipated.

"I didn't ignore you," she finally said, a minute or two later. "I could never. Not when… you're the only thing in my thoughts, awake or asleep."

"Yeah, I know that now. How was I supposed to have before tonight?" When Elsa only nodded slightly, she bumped their heads together gently.

"Just wanted you to know," she finally breathed.

"I do. I know… I want you to keep going, too." Anna rolled her hips forward in an attempt to catch her attention. "You did what you wanted to do; got them to listen, pin me down instead of doing things they shouldn't do. So now… you can do what you want."

"But what I want is just as bad." No argument, no reply, no refusal. Elsa began to shake her head back and forth, but Anna steadied it, glided fingers through her blonde hair and gripped inside, causing the elder sister to lean into the touch like a sunflower toward the dawn. "I want to take everything you offered me earlier, and that's something I can't give back once tomorrow comes."

"Do it," Anna told her boldly. "I mean, I already said that's what I want, but… you made it sound like you couldn't let yourself do it, so I was ready to help you fight. But I want you - whatever you want from this." Another little thrust of her hips. "Give it to me, baby."

Both baby blues flew wide. "Did you just call me 'baby'?!"

"Maybe, baby. What you gonna do about it?"

No more time was wasted on the answer. Now, Elsa was recklessly ravaging her lips, trying to devour them as her free hand played up and all over Anna's bare chest and stomach, her shoulders and neck. Every time fingernails pressed in, the freckled damsel hissed into their connection, and was rewarded with a lessening of pressure and a sweetening of the kiss, a tender consideration. This was the most beautiful moment of her life.

And the writhing animals that claimed Elsa as a host loathed it. As invigorated by it as they were, they also resented not being let in on the proceedings. The one close to their faces made a break for their mouths a few times but to no avail; Elsa was a firm taskmaster. Now that she was getting what she wanted, anyway; this seemed the only reasonable compromise by which they were willing to abide.

Then the hand reached her waistband, as at least a few of the beast-tips had done before. Perfect lips of her perfect sister drew back and whispered, "Let me be the first one to find out how you feel."

"Please," Anna goaded her, the one word full of so much urgency that the fingers shot straight down to her core without any further delay. "A-aaaAHH!"

As enticing as the prodding at her was through fabric, this was another matter altogether - and Elsa's fingers were so much more warm and real! Sliding across her wetness, making each gentle fold shift aside for their practiced ambitions. Clearly, they had both done this a few times.

"You are soaked," Elsa revealed in a husky voice. "I… didn't expect you would be this ready."

"W-was ready way back when they started trying to get in on the action." A tingle shot up her spine at the first stroke. "O-ohhhh God, that's so good… I needed this!"

Now it was Elsa's turn to bite her lip as she experimented with the shape and feel of her sister, and Anna was not complaining; she now knew exactly what Elsa meant when she said her doing it was "hot". Pearly white teeth digging into a rosy ribbon of flesh…

Finally, it seemed like that one tendril simply had enough of being held down by its mistress, without even getting to touch the object of their shared desire. Again, it dove for her mouth, but she managed to clamp it shut at the last moment. This was not a time she wanted disturbed.

"Sorry," Elsa sighed offhandedly as she ramped up her speed, bringing her sister closer and closer. It wouldn't take long at this rate; not with Anna having been teased so many times, first by her own imagination and then by imaginary beings that turned out to be real. "Mmm… oh, Anna, you feel so incredible…"

"AHHHhh!" she gasped - and in it went, twisting around her tongue like an old friend. When Elsa jerked it back out a few seconds later, she caught sight of the worried look and laughed. "It's… well, that was bound to happen, right?"

"I'm so sorry," she said in a more earnest tone than before. Her lips shot forward and took Anna's, as if to make sure she could bar access. But it was not content with that; it began to prod at the corners of their mouths. Anna was too lost in the throes to complain about any of it, hanging weakly from the one holding her wrist and her own fingernails gouging into Elsa's shoulder - not that Elsa ever made a single sound of recognition.

Her mind unravelled further; she couldn't last. With a few squirms from side to side, she gasped out as their lips parted, "I'm g-gonna- it's coming!"

"Anna!" Elsa breathed with urgency. The thing began to work up Anna's lip again, but a tug down and away kept it from succeeding. "Yes, let me hear you! Come for me!"

So she did. Gladly. A few short strokes along her lips and several nudges against her sensitive clit later and she was shrieking Elsa's name into the rafters, pressing outward from the wall and losing herself to every last tingle and jolt that the orgasm sent careening through her.

And she felt the tentacles try to revolt again. Distantly, yes, because she was far too preoccupied - but they did, they started to come unwound from wrist and ankles. But they did not. As they had hoped, yearned, Elsa did have more control than she believed.

Winding down, Anna sagged against the wall as Elsa grinned at her, unable to speak but positively overjoyed. When Anna finally managed to look up and whisper, "Huh?", she elaborated.

"That was the most beautiful thing I've ever watched happen."

"Damn… right," she wheezed. There would be no way she could fight off those things if Elsa loosed them on her now - which the blonde seemed to understand. Her hold had not slackened, for she could still feel them pinning her, and the other one bumping uselessly upon her ribcage now.

"You…" The hand drew out of her remaining clothes and came up to reveal how much it glistened. "You are incredible. Can I…?"

"What?" Then she saw the hand was going closer to Elsa's lips. "Y- oh. Whoa, do you really want to? Won't that be nasty?"

"Might be. I'd rather find out for myself." When Anna nodded numbly, she placed the two fingers that were the wettest between her lips and closed them, eyes following suit. "Mmmm…"

Again, every single one of Elsa's supernatural appendages tried to break free, seeking to cause Anna more pleasure - she even felt the one by her ribs go for her belly button. That made her giggle, but there was something more important on her mind.

"What about you?"

That made the older sister look up in surprise. "What about me? That was… I don't need anything else, that was absolutely phenomenal."

"Oh, really? Then put me down." The tentacles didn't move, and Elsa's cheeks filled with rouge. "Hah! I knew it, I knew you were still horny - no way just getting me off would be enough!"

"Well, I don't care," she said churlishly. "What I wanted was to taste you, and h-help you do what we just did. I can get myself off anytime, but getting you off is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"But what about me getting you off?"

That dumbfounded Elsa. Clearly, she had never considered that possibility. As Anna's hand began to trail over her silk top, she looked more frightened, but couldn't seem to voice her opposition to the idea.

"Whoa…" Clearing her throat, she tried again. "You can, um… open buttons one-handed."

"Yeah, guess I can." Now Elsa's stomach was revealed, and she passed a hand up the smooth flesh. Every thin rope wrapped around her limbs trembled, and the woman's features slackened, eyes rolling back into her head. But she made no sound until she palmed one of her breasts beneath the shade of the pyjama top.

"A-Anna! Are y-you really g-going to do this? I don't- this might be an even worse idea than me doing it for you!"

Shrugging, Anna merely let her fingers do the talking, brushing back and forth across one of the already-rigid peaks and feeling it give reluctantly, purring deep in her own throat at the sensation against her fingertips. The creature Elsa had been holding was now swirling around her waist, holding her gently this way instead of going for anywhere else - and so they let it remain.

Then she let her hand continue up Elsa's neck - and discovered something interesting. Elsa had a spot. When her fingernails brushed over a specific little stretch along that neck, every limb - supernatural or otherwise - shivered, and an unhinged moan fell from her throat against her will.

"Ohhhh," Anna cooed with pleasure. "Found something fun, didn't I?"

"Nnnnnhhh! Leave… leave that alone!" Elsa wheezed, tongue lolling out of her mouth. Anna disobeyed for a few more seconds until she snapped, "ANNA!" Then her hand continued up to cup her cheek.

"Sorry, I've never…. well, I'm a virgin. You know that. Never done something that made anybody… um…"

Face completely flushed and heart pounding, Elsa kissed her briefly before she allowed herself to whisper, "I didn't know you could on my neck, either. Wow. Wow."

"Totally agree," Anna laughed quietly as she kissed back, then began sliding her hand down the center of Elsa's chest. When she reached her stomach, the tentacle around her waist whipped away and caught her wrist, preventing her from going any lower.

"O-oh, I'm sorry," Elsa whispered. "That wasn't- I didn't do that on purpose, I just…"

"Do… you maybe not want me to keep going?" Anna asked honestly. "Like I thought you did, and still mostly think that, but I kinda can't with you stopping me…"

"Hey, I told you I wasn't asking it to do that. I mean… maybe subconsciously, because I'm so nervous about what might happen if you do." Clearing her throat, she pressed on, said the things she didn't want to say. "You… do know that I might lose control completely if you do this, right? Of my entire body."

The prospect ought to have frightened her; eight limbs all bent on pleasuring her while her measly one danced across Elsa's flesh. No fear. Anna felt elated at the idea that Elsa's instincts would be to make her sing like she had a moment before, and so she reached down and gripped one side of Elsa's bottoms.

"Help me take these off?"

"Anna…" No backing down. When it became clear Anna didn't care, about her own safety or the consequences, the one around her sister's wrist relaxed and Elsa did help Anna slide her trousers and underwear down until they came loose enough to fall all the way to the floor on their own. Stepping free of them, she kicked them backward and out of their way.

Their bodies were pressed too close for Anna to be able to see anything, but when Elsa moved just right, she could catch sight of a thatch of near-white hair down below. Across from her own, hidden by pyjamas though it might be. The fact that the only article of clothing concealing Elsa's body was an open top was already heating up her own blood.

And the invisible friends knew that, sensed it, fed on it. She could feel the one supporting her arm over her head writhing back and forth against it, even though its hold remained where it was. Her hand tried to descend lower, and the one wrapped around her forearm tightened - until Elsa tugged on it. Then it fell away completely - conspicuously.

"Hhhah," Elsa gasped out when she felt teasing in her hairs. "Ohhh, I've never tried that - I always went st- went straight for the…"

That confirmed her suspicions; her elder half-sister had definitely been exploring her body down in that basement of theirs. While Anna did the same thing a floor above. Both of them were ridiculous.

"Yours are so soft," she whispered into Elsa's ear, both the teasing and the caress of breath making her shiver anew. And that was when all four of the tendrils fell away limply; there was just too much going on for them to be able to maintain their grip. "Oh, are they done with me?"

"I seriously doubt it," Elsa said - her voice more warning than promising. "Please, can we… can we stop here? I think that might be smartest…"

"Not if you still want me," Anna asked. "But if you don't, then yeah, of course." No answer. Anna began to back her sister into the center of the room, parting her fingers widely and running them down and under, giving the sensitive lips she knew to live there a wide berth - for the time being. A few times, she felt a ghostly thing brush against her calf or her hip, her arm, but they stayed out of her way as they came to a stop between the two futons.

Panicked, Elsa stared up into her eyes. Clearly, even though she was the only one, her fear of what might happen should they proceed would not be assuaged. "Anna, please, just… stop and think! This might go so wrong, so fast! Wh-what should we do? What do you want from me?!"

"Hmm…" Smiling, she raised a hand and began to push the shirt back and down. "I want you naked."

~ To Be Concluded ~