Okay so this is a continuation of the previos story "Surprise". WARNING: This contains mature content (sex), so reader discretion is advised.
Anna's eyes shot to her side just enough that without turning her head she could see the brown fabric of Kristoff's trousers lying beside her. She knew that he was bare, and as much as she wanted to look she forced herself to wait. Also she was forced to wait as she was rather frozen with the shock of what had just happened. She was curious, albeit a bit nervous. She had seen him naked before, but only in the darkness of the cabin, with no candles or lanterns lit, but rather only the starlight through a small window illuminating his bareness.
Kristoff walked towards Anna, bare and proud. He never had any worries about his body. He had no issue with his image. He was natural, just like the rock that surrounded him, and knowing already that Anna loved him, that they were wed and she would have no objections to his nakedness, he walked towards the warm clear water of the hot spring.
Anna saw him as he approached the water, her cheeks flared red and hot as flames as she caught his figure in the light. He was perfect, but not the kind of perfect that she read about in books or heard about in hushed giggles and whispers from young maids, rather he was her kind of perfect. He was broad and muscular, but not overly toned. He was the kind of muscular that a man got by working hard long days and eating a steak and potatoes diet, not the lean and trim muscular one got from practicing fencing in the court yard every day. She grinned like an idiot as her eyes wandered over his chest and stomach, but as he got into the water it was his back that faced her. It was just as strong and muscular as his chest and stomach, as were his broad shoulders and arms. Her eyes darted to the scars down his back that she had never asked about, and down to the curve of his ass. At this point she was of course tomato red, wondering why on earth she hadn't taken more time previously to explore his physique.
Kristoff watched Anna's blush as he passed her, but did not turn to face her fully until he was about chest deep in the water. This was the deepest point of the spring, towards its center, and he sighed as the water covered him on every surface below his bare shoulders. With a sound of splashing water he lifted his right arm and smiled, flexing a finger for her to come join him. He wanted to see her, he wanted to see everything he had missed in the dark.
Anna, still red watched as Kristoff beckoned her, she knew that he held zero judgment for her but still there was some innate self-conscious shyness left inside her. That maybe in the light of day the freckles on her chest were too bold, that he wouldn't like the thumb sized birthmark on her lower back. Maybe her chest was too small, her hips too broad, or maybe she had missed a few hairs shaving that, being red, would certainly catch enough light to be noticeable. She took a deep breath and looked at her husband again. She could do this. She could do this for him.
Kristoff watched as Anna nervously unbuttoned the shirt she wore, which was his, and as her fingers fumbled to undo each button Kristoff stepped towards her. She was still seated on the water's edge, legs in the water, and as he stepped to where she was the shallower water only covered him to just below his stomach. The breeze, though warm, was cooler than the water and chilled him slightly, but it was worth it.
He reached out his hands to her, putting them atop hers while looking her in the eyes. "May I?" He asked, ensuring she answered before he did anything. He was big on getting her consent for such acts. He never wanted her to feel as if she were being forced into anything.
Anna struggled to find her voice. His fingers were rough and wet on hers, and just the slight touch, while looking at him nude was enough to drive her wild. "You may." She said softly, almost inaudibly as she looked down his stomach. Water was beaded on him and was running from just below his shoulders back to the water below from whence it came. Following one rogue drop from his collarbone she followed in down his stomach, to his belly button, and the trail of dark blonde hair below it, leading to something she knew was there, something obscured by the rippling water.
Kristoff worked slowly, letting her say no if she wanted to, while undoing each button. Her hands fell away from the pursuit herself and to the damp strong shoulders before her. She braced herself on him, feeling his warmth and massaging his shoulders with her fingers as he used his to undress her.
Anna made a soft, happy noise as Kristoff's fingers brushed against her skin. He hadn't meant to touch her quite yet, but just the light, unplanned touch was making her feel things, warm things that felt like shivers. She remembered the last time he had made her feel that way, and Kristoff watched as the blush that was already on her cheeks spread to her corseted chest. Just watching her react to him was causing the same feeling in Kristoff. He felt warm and he knew that he was blushing like her, perhaps less so, but he was. He was also beginning to feel something occur that was rather different yet akin to the heat he felt.
As he finished unbuttoning her shirt, his hands fell away and her hands released his shoulders. Something inside Anna had begun then to feel much more confident, and she pulled her legs from the water in order to stand up on the rocks and finish the process. He had handled her so gingerly, and with such care that she no longer was worried about baring herself before him. Without thinking much about it she slowly removed her shirt and let it fall atop a nearby rock. Then she reached behind herself to tug at the lacing of the corset she was wearing. It was white, with equally pale lace around the top, showing further just how red her blush was. She did not care however. She simply wanted it off, but not so badly that she undid it quickly. Something in her wanted to give him a show, to let him watch her undress completely, she wanted to see in his eyes exactly how he felt as each layer fell away.
Kristoff saw the lacing of her corset come undone, and then watched her slowly but surely unclasp the front. Her fingers weren't shaking now, and he could see that she was not scared anymore. He would have sighed in relief from that point, he always wanted her to feel comfortable around him, but at the moment he was too busy watching fabric fall away from her body to explore his feelings of relief.
The last thing to go was her trousers, which Kristoff noted with pleasure was the only thing separating his eyes and her ass. He smiled as his eyes wandered over her skin. She was pale as snow, and he was pleased to see the freckles that he had loved so on her face extended on past that. He saw every inch of her skin, every hair, every birthmark, and he loved it. She was so perfect in his eyes, like a red haired angel. He could not believe his luck that he had married her, and as he extended his hand, once more, to help her into the water, he found himself even luckier than he had thought even seconds before.
Anna walked back towards him, and in only a few steps forward she reached up to completely unpin her hair. It fell around her shoulders in waves of sunset, and as she tucked a piece of it behind her ear, she knew that this was what she wanted. She wanted him, here and now in the light of the sun, in the warmth of water. She had never imagined herself as the overly adventurous sort when it came to love let alone making love, but with Kristoff she would adventure anywhere.
He helped her into the water gently and embraced her as soon as she entered. She was warm, even in the warmth of the water, and touching her damp and completely bare skin caused his already hardened manhood to respond with a jerk. He knew by the look in her eyes that she had felt it against her, but she did not seem displeased and as such neither was he. Wrapping his arms around her completely and protectively he brought her to the deepest part of the spring. It would have been just over her head if he had not lifted her slightly, body made buoyant and even easier to lift than usual by the water. It was there that he kissed her, softly but passionately upon her lips. She, arms around his shoulders, responded by wrapping her legs around him tightly, and moving one hand up to tousle his slightly dampened hair.
"Anna." He breathed as the kiss broke, more quickly than he had anticipated. "Do you…" He couldn't find the words he wanted. It was called so many different things, sex, love making, fucking. But none quite fit for what he wanted. Making love was the closest, but it still was not what he wanted to say.
"Be with you?" She asked. Knowing that he meant it in a sexual way. Her answer was of course yes, but she needed them both to be on the same page. She respected him as equally as he respected her.
Kristoff nodded, that terminology seemed to fit well for what he was asking. Of course he knew that she wanted to be with him, they had wed for that purpose, but to ask it in that manner it was the perfect way to ask if she wanted to be with him in that moment, completely, biologically and in such a soul joining way.
Anna kissed his cheek and ran a hand through her own wet hair before replying. "Yes, right now more than anything."
Kristoff smiled again, kissing her hard while moving to slightly shallower water. He was ready, as was she. While they were still mostly under water Kristoff ran his now free hands over Anna's legs. They were tightly wrapped around him, but it didn't stop him from running his hands all over them. They were smooth and soft beneath his calloused fingers and as his hands reached from the back of her thighs around to the curve of her perfect ass he heard her moan lightly. Again, she was ready.
Not necessarily having much sexual experience himself Kristoff cupped Anna's ass and lowered her on his body slightly out of instinct, Anna letting her nature drive her as well wrapped her arms again around his shoulders, understanding fully what they were about to do.
Kristoff touched her beneath the water in her most private place. Everything he did with her and she with him was slow and deliberate for a multitude of reasons, but three were the most important. One because they wanted to ensure the other could say no, two because they were still somewhat new to exploring themselves and each other, and three because they wanted to make the moment last between them. They wouldn't have this sort of freedom back in Arendelle and neither wanted to waste a single feeling, a single moment of touch before they had to return.
Anna, moaning out in the pleasure of his touch, reached a hand down to make him feel the same. Her slender fingers wrapped around his manhood lightly, to which he replied by letting out a throaty moan in return. Being so tight to him and in the water she felt the vibration of his chest travel through her, and liking the way it felt, she continued touching him as he touched her until a point at which she could no longer take the need that was consuming her, the need to have him inside her, the need to be with him completely.
Kristoff felt the same way and as Anna's hand released him, he withdrew his digits from her. "Are you ready?" He asked his voice deep and husky.
Anna, replacing her hands on his shoulder as he returned his on her ass, tucked her head into his neck to further their closeness before murmuring a soft, but meaningful "Please." Into his skin.
Kristoff, smiling at her and loving the feeling of her against his skin maneuvered her, with her assistance so that he could push himself inside of her.
The first thrust had Anna already feeling things she had never before imagined. Having him inside her beneath the warm crystal waters of the hot spring was something entirely different than having him inside her in bed. "Kris!" She shouted, lifting her face from his neck, "Mmmm, stay like that, please, just for a minute."
He did as she asked, enjoying the feeling of her tightening around him as she began to roll her hips on his, grinding into him, feeling the way his cock felt within her at different angles. He could have finished by her just doing that, but he knew they both wanted more. He let her take the reins though. They were both practically weightless within the water, but that just meant he was nearly toppled by her as she unexpectedly began to thrust her hips. "Uhhh." He moaned, "Anna!" She would be his undoing. He knew that from the moment he first felt feelings for her, but now that they were wed and doing such incredible things together he knew it was true, and he loved every moment of it.
Taking her lead Kristoff began to thrust in and out of his red haired love, the water making it surprisingly easy, but waving, rippling, and splashing around them as they did so. They worked together, as both of their stubbornness wouldn't allow one or the other to do all the work. However it was hardly a bad thing, it was like singing a duet, and they made the most beautiful music together. Their movements after a few moments were entirely in sync, and their moans and pants were only interrupted by Anna's occasional joyous laughter.
She had laughed before when they had made love, it was a joyous noise, not a judgmental one, and Kristoff was not sure if he had ever heard anything more beautiful, expect perhaps when she got close and began to whimper his name from her mouth.
"Kris!" She said again, this time of higher pitch due to her need and their motion. "Kris please… I'm so… I'm so…"
"I know." He said, going as hard as he could, "Me too." He wasn't sure how long he could continue to hold back, but one thing was for damn sure. Even if she didn't finish before he did, he would do everything in his power, tired or not, to see her pleased.
"I'm gonna." She moaned, but he already knew, he could feel it.
"Anna!" He groaned as he released with her. It felt to right, and as she moaned out his name they together entered a state of euphoria and pleasure the likes of which neither had experienced before.
Anna, still mildly coherent wondered to herself if sex was the sort of thing that got better with practice. She certainly hoped so, seeing their improvement from last time she could hardly wait to try again. They stayed together, completely and utterly even as the feeling subsided. Anna could hardly bear it as he pulled himself from her, she loved the closeness, the way it felt to be completely his and have him be completely hers.
Despite how tired he felt, Kristoff scooped Anna up in his arms so that she was floating in the water yet was wrapped in his strong arms. She looked like a goddess in her post coital glow with light streaming upon her, the few flowers that had still been in her hair floating off around her. Kristoff remembered old stories of pixies and nymphs who would take the shape of beautiful women to trick men into trading their souls for their love. He lifted Anna slightly, kissing her forehead gently. He would give her his heart and soul any day, in fact if she ever wanted them he would tell her that they were already hers, that they had been from the moment she had tried to climb a mountain herself.
Anna looked at Kristoff with admiration in her eyes, and saw it reflected back in his. She teared up a little, but smiled at him beautifully. She felt like crying, though she wasn't sure why. He was perfect, and she loved him, she always had and always would. He saw her for who she was, not for any title or rank or any other unimportant thing. She knew that he was a godsend, and as his lips touched her forehead she began to silently cry, still smiling at him.
As Kristoff lowered Anna once more he noted the tears in her eyes but he did not need to ask why they were there, she was smiling and he knew that she would tell him if anything were wrong. He knew exactly what she was feeling and teared up a bit as well, walking to a place within the water that he could sit down, but still hold her tight. "I love you." He said calmly, softly, and with all the meaning he could ever put into words. "I love you today, I love you tomorrow, I love you always."
Anna watched as he teared up as well. And laughed softly, "I love you too Kristoff. You're my everything."
Once the soreness had subsided for them both, they left the water for dry land, neither replaced their pants, but only their shirts, lying beside each other atop their remaining clothes in the lush grass, watching clouds with hands clasped.
Sorry couldn't help myself, I read through the cosmo site today and had a little bit too much fun with this, haha. Hope you guys enjoyed it, sorry if it wasn't really what you were expecting.