An act of true love. An act of true love. True love. Love.

Elsa watched her ceiling. It wasn’t moving or doing anything out of the ordinary for a ceiling, but Elsa couldn’t sleep and while laying on her back, it was all she could see.

That phrase kept skipping through her brain. It’d been almost a month since the Thaw and Elsa finally had some time to herself. The country was healing and while people still needed her input, they didn’t need it as much. Elsa hated that.

She didn’t go to bed exhausted anymore, so her mind wandered. Inevitably, her mind wandered to one subject. A very confusing subject, albeit a happy one.

Elsa sighed and turned over. Her door stared directly into her soul. Elsa grimaced and turned over again. This was getting ridiculous. Elsa threw off her covers in disgust and rolled to her feet. If she was going to be awake she may as well do something productive.

She trailed her hand in front of herself lazily, an ice gown materializing, immaculate from practice. Her hair was unruly but she probably wouldn’t run into anyone and didn’t bother to fix it before heading toward her door.

She didn’t lock it anymore. The reason for which lay slouched against the wall, snoring quietly. Elsa stared, why didn’t she come in? She’d requested the door remain unlocked, something the staff were rather aghast over, so the reason was one of want not couldn’t.

Elsa knelt down, no one was around at the moment but eventually Elsa would have to wake her sister. For now though, she wished to be alone with the subject of her thoughts.

Anna had the same blanket tossed over her that Elsa had seen Gerda use on her a multitude of other times. Elsa smiled and rubbed the fabric between her finger and thumb, it was soft. Their parents really had left them in the best of care.

Anna’s chest rose evenly as she slept. She didn’t wear the worried frown that Elsa had become painfully acquainted with after the Thaw in her sleep anymore. Elsa smiled, the sword lessons Anna requested weeks ago did much for her.

Anna carried herself with a confidence it’d taken Elsa years to master. She smiled genuinely now, unless she was speaking to a drab dignitary, Elsa chuckled. Her gaze continued to Anna’s neck and she swallowed, the lessons did more than boost Anna’s confidence.

Her arms flexed and a wicked smirk crossed Anna’s face, Elsa’s breath caught in her throat. She pressed forward and then Anna twirled and her hair cut through the autumn sunshine as surely as her blade would slice flesh. A vibrant clash and Elsa finally drew breath again.

Anna was stunning in her practice breeches and blouse, a slight sheen of sweat on her brow. Anna’s gaze met Elsa’s and she smiled so carnally it sent shivers through Elsa that had her retreating to the quickly chilling confines of her room.

Elsa frowned, did Anna know? Had she guessed at Elsa’s feelings when Elsa gazed slightly too long? Or when her hand strayed to Anna muscling arm?

Elsa shook her head but couldn’t rid herself of that smirk. Anna’s lips, when had they become an object of Elsa’s attention? How many fantasies trickled through her walls about them?

“You could just kiss me you know?”

Elsa gasped and jerked away from Anna. “Wha- how long have you been awake?”

Anna smiled and opened her eyes, those eyes that held Elsa as steadily as an arm around her waist, “I think I was fully awake after your third sigh.”

Elsa blushed, “Well I was just heading to my study and saw you sprawled out like a miscreant and decided to check on you.” Elsa rose and brushed the imaginary dust from her gown.

Anna quirked an eyebrow, “Miscreant? I’ve only committed one crime your Majesty and I don’t think it deems me that title.” Anna stood as she spoke and took a step toward Elsa.

Elsa would normally blubber under such a stare, but the Queen in her, stickler to rules, demanded to know what crime a member of the royal family had committed. “Crime?”

A hand landed on Elsa’s waist but the Queen did not move. “Why, isn’t it obvious my queen?” Anna’s voice dropped to a mere whisper and deeper than her usual happy calls.

The Queen of Arendelle frowned. She did not like games and a potential criminal was pressing closer to her. She took a step back and looked into Anna’s eyes, all the ice of the North Mountain swirled in her gaze, “Anna what have you done?”

Anna merely chuckled and replied, “I’ve stolen the Ice Queen’s heart of course.”

Elsa blinked and Anna smirked, gone was the queen and Anna knew the look in her eye, oh Anna knew. Elsa stepped back again, far enough that she was in her room and Anna advanced upon her.

An avalanche down a steep hill, Elsa knew she would not get away as Anna closed the door.

They stood about two feet apart, Elsa’s eyes wide and Anna’s smile turning soft. There wasn’t anything else to say. Their cards were on the table and it was Anna who made the first move.

She stepped forward and cupped Elsa’s cheek in her hand. Elsa still flinched at physical contact, but she was getting better. Anna took another step forward so they were mere inches apart and touched their foreheads together.

Elsa’s breathing hitched and she tilted her head down, away from Anna’s lips.

“Hey,” Anna’s eyes remained closed but Elsa glanced back up. “There is nothing wrong with this. We are both consenting adults, you’re doing nothing wrong.”

Elsa sighed, “it’s not that simple An-“

Anna’s other hand came up and cupped Elsa’s chin, the look in her eyes took Elsa’s breath away. It was fire and determination and anger, “it’s exactly that simple Elsa. Sometimes thing are just black and white.”

And Anna leaned up and Elsa’s eye fluttered shut again. She smelled like sunshine, but Elsa couldn’t place the taste of her lips. Anna, she was just Anna and Elsa had the maddening desire to twist her fingers into those strawberry locks and never let go.

Anna all but moaned when Elsa tugged slightly at her hair and nipped at Elsa’s bottom lip in encouragement. Anna pressed forward and neither realized how much until the back of Elsa’s thighs hit the bed. Anna’s leg was between hers and Elsa had to pull away to breathe.

Unfortunately this caused her to fall back, splaying her hair across the bed. Elsa looked up in surprise and the gaze that met hers was anything but innocent.

“Elsa,” the rasp in Anna’s voice sent shivers straight to her core.

Elsa didn’t have a lot of experience but she knew where this was going, “wait Anna, thi-“

“I did thirteen years of waiting Elsa,” Anna’s hands slid up Elsa’s waist and the blond bit down on her lip to keep from gasping.

“Not tonight, Anna. Please.” Elsa felt her own conviction waver as Anna’s hands climbed further, but this was much faster than she’d ever imagined and what if they were making a mistake? Elsa had to be sure, and she couldn’t do that in her current position.

Anna’s hands dragged back down across her hips and a whine escaped the perfect lips that Elsa longed for, “It would be so good though, Elsa.”

The thumbs rubbing circles into her thighs left Elsa speechless, Anna rested her head against the icy gown Elsa wore and sighed. Every breath she let out ghosted over Elsa like a hand.

“Anna.” She glanced up and felt Elsa pull her up. Anna smiled and clambered up until she could drag Elsa onto the pillows.

“You’re not getting out of this you know.” Anna huffed against Elsa’s lips.

“I don’t want to.”

Anna smiled and pulled Elsa closer. She wouldn’t do anything to make Elsa uncomfortable, but the heat resting between her thighs was far too great to deny.

Luckily, Elsa couldn’t really control her ice gown while asleep and Anna woke up delightfully wet in more than one way.