Stupid Sexy Anna

        The queen of Arendell stretched out on her bed. It felt like a life time since she’d gone to sleep. She struggled into a night gown and then under the covers. It had been an eventful day, to say the least. Anna had been busy, she’d ‘found her true love,’ gotten her to freeze the kingdom, they’d both climbed a mountain, she’d met some trolls, punched her true love in the face, and to top it all off, Anna had saved her life. Elsa smiled, “I wonder what she’ll be doing tomorrow.”

        “I can think of something for you to do tonight.”

        Elsa looked up and there, framed in the doorway, was Anna, strawberry blond locks hanging loose over her shoulders. Elsa couldn’t help but notice the girl wasn’t wearing her usual pajamas; instead she wore an almost gossamer purple nightgown. The light from the hallway shone through the fabric. The princess smiled as she walked over hips swaying ever so slightly.

        “Anna you look… different. It’s a good different,” Elsa commented as her sister crawled onto the bed, “Why aren’t you asleep?”

        “The sky’s away,” the girl swooned, “So I’m awake,” she grinned at her sister, “Do you want to play?”

        Elsa smiled and kicked at the girl through the covers, “Go play by yourself.” She rolled onto her shoulder and closed her eyes. She could hear the covers rustle as Anna moved around over them, until she heard her sister’s voice in her ear. To the inside of her eyes her voice was the color of flowers in summer.

        “You know how at the end of fairy tales the hero gets to kiss the princess?”

Elsa sighed, “Yes, Anna, you’ve told me about it many times.”

        Elsa felt arms slip around her shoulders and little feather light kisses on her neck, “Well, I did save the princess…”

        “Anna! What are you-“

The younger girl giggled as she continued her kisses, and her hands slid down, brushing against her sisters breasts, lingering just long enough to light rub each finger against her through the nightgown. Elsa squirmed against her, but never told her to stop, Anna pressed on. She sucked at her sister’s neck, and down to her shoulder as her hands caressed Elsa stomach. Down and down her hands slid, reaching her sister’s legs, caressing her supple tights, reaching between them. Anna could hear her sister’s breath quicken at the anticipation of her touches and she smiled.

        She slid her hands away from her sister’s inner warmth, eliciting a disappointed sigh. Anna softly nibbled her sister’s ear as her hands reached the nightgowns hem, and began to lift it.

        Anna sat above her sister, pulling the night gown off, and pushing the covers back. Elsa’s blue eyes were shining in the moon light, expectant and fearful and joyful. Anna’s hands took her sister’s head, and brought their lips together. Her sisters lips were cool, and tasted like chilled cloudberries, a chill ran through her. When she pulled away she finally found Elsa smiling back at her.

        “You left the door open,” Anna said, finally”

As if some kind of spell was broken, Elsa cried out and puller her sister closer into another kiss, this time the girls explored each other’s mouths, tongues dueling and dancing. The room filled with their breathing and soft, muffled moans.

When they’d finally pulled apart Elsa whispered, “I’ll never close it again…”

        Anna blinked away the drowsiness from her eyes. The table was set for breakfast, toasts seasoned with cinnamon, fruits, syrups, wines and milks.

        “Anna, are you alright?” Elsa asked, “You’ve been staring at that bowl of cloud berries for almost half an hour.