Disclaimer: Smut. Lots of it. You have been warned.

Soft.

Like a gentle rain in the spring.

No, more like the snow.

Though, the pleasant heat from the contact was most certainly not like that of snow.

Her lips were warm and smooth, and Anna found herself roving her tongue along its surface to enhance the wonderful sensation that had erupted from the initial contact.

The woman wrapped in her arms deepened the kiss, and Anna moaned at the close proximity of their bodies.

God, she was burning up.

Was a kiss supposed to be this hot?

Just as the temperature was starting to become too much for her to handle, a presence of cold replaced the lips that had been on her own.

Anna opened her eyes and her blood turned cold at the familiar terror that stood before her.

Elsa.

Frozen.

Ice encasing every inch of her body.

You're too late.

Anna awoke with a strangled gasp and shot up from the bed.

The redhead held a hand over her beating chest as she attempted to catch her breath. Her vision was blurred and it took a decent amount of time for the haze in her head to eventually clear up.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" Gerda was standing over the bed and had reached out to help the queen to sit up.

Anna swallowed tightly as she took in her surroundings.

She was in her room.

"How…?"

"We brought you back to your chambers from the infirmary, dear." The elder servant placed a towel on her head to wipe away the perspiration that had formed on her forehead. "The doctor has finished your examination, and we thought you'd much rather rest here than there."

That would explain why she was in her room...but how did she end up back here in Arendelle?

"How long have I been asleep?"

"Twelve hours according to your sister." Gerda answered while reaching for the pitcher of water from the adjacent table.

She swallowed tightly at the mention of the blonde. "D-did Elsa bring me back to the castle?"

She wanted to add on and ask if Elsa had stayed, but was afraid the answer would disappoint her, less the answer be the one she was expecting.

Gerda nodded and tilted the handle of the pitcher into a glass cup, then handed the full cup of water to her. Her actions were quick and almost mechanical. No effort wasted in any movement as it was quite clear that the maid was well rehearsed with her tasks. "Her Majesty returned around noon while carrying you in her arms. She has requested to see you as soon as you have awoken."

Anna sighed and visibly relaxed. She thanked the maid, and drank from the glass, the liquid providing the relief she needed as the water cooled her parched throat. She handed the glass back to her handmaiden.

The redhead had noticed that Gerda had referred to Elsa by her former title, but decided not to question the discrepancy, as she was still coming to terms with the relief of her sister actually being back at home for once.

She suddenly had the urge to stand up and go look for the blonde.

"Your Majesty." Gerda said sternly but also gently while holding Anna's forearms to prevent the royal from leaving the bed. "The doctor has requested for you to rest for at least the next two days. I will go send for your sister immediately."

Anna opened her mouth to argue, but upon feeling the dull aches pulse throughout her body from her prolonged sleep, she nodded mutely. The head servant smiled. Satisfied with the queen's compliance, Gerda opened the door and left the room.

She was alone again. She sat there for a couple of minutes in silence until her thoughts again drifted to her sister.

Elsa.

She gasped and her eyes widened.

Everything came back to her in a heated rush and suddenly she felt lightheaded.

Elsa had kissed her. Elsa had kissed her.

Anna remembered her confession now, and the girl felt her face heat up as she recalled with clear vividity of the many heartfelt words that had left her lips in the exchange.

God, I'm never going to wing something as important as that ever again...

She had expected a lot of things from the blonde in reaction to her spontaneous confession. Shock, anger, and even tentative acceptance (but that was more of her optimism speaking for her).

Never in her twenty one years of life would she have expected reciprocation.

Elsa had kissed her. And as strange as the notion was. As uncharacteristic as it was for the blonde to have initiated the passionate act of entangling their lips. Anna couldn't help but remember how Elsa had enjoyed it.

Of course Anna had enjoyed it too, but she also remembered what followed.

She had passed out.

She had passed out at what wasn't even her first kiss, but was most certainly a first for Elsa. In her defense, it definitely felt like her first time. If the huge rush of heat in her cheeks and soaring relief she had felt in her heart was any indication.

But still, she had fainted. And Anna felt like she could seriously just faint again from embarrassment.

Did Elsa think she was a fool?

Did she offend her sister for the lack of a better reaction?

More importantly...

Did Elsa regret it...?

Anna was hit with a sense of urgency as she realized that her sister would be seeing her very soon.

She needed a plan.

She needed to make sure she didn't mess up this time.

Maybe I should write something down.

No that's stupid...reading a piece of paper in front of your sister who does public speaking on a regular basis? A terrible idea, Anna. The redhead ran her hands through her hair in frustration.

She would apparently have to cancel her premature planning as Anna quickly felt dread consume her at the sound of knocking and a familiar voice addressing her name.

Elsa swallowed nervously.

Anna had been transferred to her chambers, which was probably for the best as the room represented a better level of privacy. She would have to imagine that their talk would be rather...personal, and it would be better if no servants were around to potentially hear their conversation.

She had delayed her time long enough by washing up and changing into her nightgown, pacing at an unbearably slow pace towards her sister's chambers afterward.

Now Elsa stood face to face in front of Anna's door.

She remembered the last time she was here. The silly sleepover where she had unraveled her hidden feelings.

Elsa took a deep breath.

And knocked.

Knock

Knock

Knock

"Anna? Can I come in?"

The taps were almost deafening in the quiet room, and Anna found that she could quite clearly hear her own heartbeat over her shallow breathing. For a moment, it all felt surreal. It had never been her to answer her sister's knocks, and the change in positions felt unbearably strange to the redhead.

Realizing she hadn't responded to Elsa's question yet, Anna panicked.

"Y-yes!" Her voice cracked. She silently scolded herself for being so terribly nervous.

The doorknob turned and the door opened slightly, revealing the platinum blonde that was her sister. Anna met Elsa's eyes. While she herself was still in her travel dress which probably stunk from an entire day and a half's worth of exercise, Elsa had changed into her nightgown and had appeared to have taken a thorough bath. The difference in cleanliness further added to the redhead's anxiety.

Elsa smiled, though with a hint of reservation.

"Hi."

Anna returned the greeting with her own tentative smile. "H-hi."

Elsa paced towards her bed, and gently sat on the bed in the space next to her. The change in weight startled Anna slightly.

Elsa reached forward and gently grasped Anna's left hand in both of hers. "How are you feeling?"

The redhead stared at their intertwined hands before smiling softly. "Better. Better, now that you're here." It was cheesy, but Anna surprisingly didn't regret saying it.

Elsa blushed slightly by the forward statement, but forced herself to recover quickly. "I meant physically Anna...are you in any pain?"

Anna held back a frown. Elsa always worried about her. She was her older sister, and it was her job to worry for her. It would usually comfort her in most situations, but the moment she had said it, the blonde's words did not match the look in her eyes. Something else was hidden there behind those blue orbs.

"I'm fine Elsa, really. I'm still a bit sore, but I'm sure that it'll go away soon with some rest." A pause and Anna reached out with her right hand to join the already entangled grasp of the other. "I'm just glad that you're back."

Elsa nodded and shied away from the redhead's gaze.

The silence was beyond awkward, and Elsa once again struggled with connecting the flow of the conversation. She still didn't exactly know where she was going with this.

Forcing a bit of confidence she asked the question at the forefront of her mind.

"How much...do you remember?" She didn't look up to ask the question, her eyes seemingly very focused on the details of the floor.

Anna realized then what it was that she saw in her sister's eyes earlier. Years of observing Elsa during meetings with visiting dignitaries provided Anna with a decent understanding of Elsa's repertoire of facades. The one she had on now was calculative, similar to the one she had on when making negotiations.

Elsa was trying to hide it. Elsa was trying to hide what had happened. And Anna felt a frustration bubble within her at the fact that the blonde had chosen to hide behind a mask in front of her.

"If I said I didn't remember, would you have pretended that it didn't happen?" Anna failed to hide the accusatory tone in her voice.

The blonde's body went stiff, shocked by her sister's deduction.

She wasn't surprised that Anna had remembered. After all, she had merely fainted from exhaustion. But for her to know that her intentions were to bury her feelings, Elsa couldn't help but be rendered speechless at her sister's keen observation skills.

Her shocked silence was more than enough of an answer for the redhead, and Anna felt her heart plummet. Elsa had regretted it after all.

A heavy silence from both of them fell onto the room's ambience.

It was unnerving, the tension between them now, and Elsa found herself swallowing thickly to relieve her nerves.

A few moments later, Anna spoke up.

"How long...how long have you kept this to yourself?"

Elsa didn't have to ask to know what Anna was referring to.

She considered lying, but she was honestly so tired of lying. Lying to herself, and especially lying to Anna.

Elsa sighed and her shoulders visibly deflated.

"For as long as I can remember...Since my coronation even…"

Anna's eyes went wide. "Since...your coronation..." She parroted.

Elsa looked away with shame.

Anna couldn't believe what she was hearing. Three years. Her sister had been hiding this for three years. She herself had just recently come to terms with her feelings for the blonde, but Elsa had been dealing with this for three years. Then the last two months…

"Then...was my engagement with Kristoff...your feelings...was that why you ran away?" She asked, though she felt like she already knew.

Elsa nodded, looking at anywhere but her as the older girl fell deeper and deeper into her hole of shame.

Anna wrenched her hands out of Elsa's grasp. "Why...why didn't you tell me?"

As soon as the words left her mouth Anna realized with a sense of comprehension that Elsa had told her. All the times where she wouldn't meet her eyes when Anna had said she loved her. When the blonde became visibly uncomfortable at their close proximity. That night on the fjord when she had flinched away fearfully from her touch.

It was always right in front of her. She was just so ignorant.

Elsa shook her head, her body trembling all the while. "It doesn't matter, Anna..."

"It does matter! They're your feelings!" Anna said with an angry outburst.

"What I feel for you is wrong Anna," the queen insisted. "Don't you understand that?"

"No," the younger girl began, defensively. "I don't understand. And I'd wish you would stop trying to hold everything in and actually discuss it with me."

The blonde turned to face her sister, looking visibly frustrated. "There is nothing to discuss, Anna! You and I," she gestured between the two of them, "It can never happen! The people of Arendelle would revolt and chase us out of our own kingdom!"

"How do you know that?" Anna retorted. "Our people have been nothing but supportive of us, Elsa. If they came to terms with your powers, what's stopping them from coming to terms with...us!"

"It's completely different!" The blonde was growing desperate now. "What I feel for you is- you know it's wrong!"

Anna tried to hide the hurt in her voice. "So does that mean what I feel for you is wrong too, then?"

"Yes!" The queen snapped.

The redhead was sitting up from her bed now. "How can you say that, Elsa? The way my heart raced when I finally saw you after two months...when I felt like I could touch the sky when you kissed me. Is that wrong?"

"Stop it Anna...just stop!" Her voice was wavering.

"Whenever there's a party in the ballroom, when there are so many people that try to approach me to ask me to dance, the only person that I ever want to dance with is you! How can that be wrong?"

"Please...stop..." The temperature in the room had become noticeably colder.

"Every night...I dream of you. I dream of being able to hold you, and to never let you go. Every single day away from you breaks my heart. All I want is to be happy...with you. How can you say that's wrong, Elsa?"

"Anna," her older sister pleaded. "You don't understand-"

"I do, Elsa. I really do." Anna leaned out of her position in her bed to sit in front of her sister. "You don't understand that you don't have to do things alone. You don't understand that I'm an adult, and that I don't need someone to make decisions for me!"

The brief insight she had acquired from her talk with Kristoff had long been forgotten, as Elsa felt herself let loose of her control. "I'm just trying to protect you!"

The familiar words from three years ago at the ice palace caused Anna's eyes to flare in anger.

She had enough.

Enough of this bullshit.

"I DON'T NEED YOUR PROTECTION!" The redhead yelled forcefully.

A deathly silence enveloped the room.

Elsa couldn't respond if she tried. Anna had stopped looking at her and had tilted her head down at the bed sheets she was sitting on, her auburn locks falling in front of her, blocking the view of her face.

Her heart clenched as she realized that the younger girl was crying. Silent sobs wracking her thin frame.

"Anna..." The blonde reached out for her sister, but couldn't bring herself to actually touch her.

"Do you know...how much it hurt...when you pushed me away all those months ago…"

"I thought you were going to die, Elsa."

"And when you did...when you had frozen in Athohallan, how do you think I felt...knowing that I wasn't there to save you."

"All my life, I thought you hated me. Every time you turned me down at your door, I thought you hated me...And when I finally figured out that you had done it for my sake. Can you imagine how much it killed me inside to know that you had been all alone those thirteen years…"

"So how can you say that you're doing things for my sake, when you know full well it's at the expense of your own..."

"How can you expect me to watch you throw away your happiness to preserve mine, especially when my happiness just so happens to be...you."

All around Elsa, a flurry of ice encircled the blonde, Anna watched as her sister began to descend into her fears once more, but she was determined not to lose the most precious person to her ever again. She got on her knees in front of the queen, looking up at her.

"You said our feelings don't matter, Elsa. But you're wrong. They do matter, Elsa. They've always mattered. They saved you, saved us..."

The younger girl's face was now so close to her sister's she could practically feel the heat from the blonde's flushed face. "Our feelings will always matter. And I won't let you speak for me and let you hide any longer. My feelings are everything and I'm going to prove it right now."

And she did.

Crashing her lips against Elsa's, Anna almost threw herself on top of the blonde as they fell to the mattress below them. She could feel Elsa trying to push away, grasping at her shoulders. But Anna would not let her run away so easily. The redhead pressed her lips harder and pushed her body down further into her sister's. Elsa whimpered trying to regain control of her hands, but Anna continued to remain strong in their embrace.

Elsa finally managed to escape her sister's grasp and broke away from the younger girl's lips, eyes hazy, and matching the lustful gaze from the girl on top of her.

Anna's heart softened though her voice was still thick with arousal. "Tell me you don't want this," she said breathlessly, "and I'll stop."

Elsa closed her eyes fearfully, her breaths short and rasp as she struggled to control the storm of feelings welling inside her. Anna rolled her hips forward, and the queen tossed her head back into the mattress, letting out a deep moan. She threw her free arm around the younger girl's shoulders and grasped desperately at the back of her dress. "Anna…" she whined, opening her eyes to look at her sister in what was clearly a matched level of arousal.

The utterance of her name was like an aphrodisiac in itself and it was enough to make the redhead lose all her remaining control, and concede to the powerful hunger she had for the older girl. Anna pressed her lips to Elsa's racing pulse, and in that moment neither of them expected the guttural groan that erupted from the back of Elsa's throat. Almost forcefully, Elsa brought her other hand that was tangled in Anna's hair to drag her body closer to hers.

When their lips met a second time, it had put the first one to shame. The first one was guarded in comparison. Desperate, yes, but still slightly hesitant. This one was fueled by sensations that had the two sisters working in tandem, as their hands roamed in search for the feeling of more skin through the barrier of clothing between them. It was hunger, an unbridled desire bordering on lust. A fiery blaze that had the previous cold residing in the room to all but erupt into an explosion of need.

Elsa let out an airy moan as Anna's tongue entered her lips and rolled wonderfully along her own. She grabbed Anna's waist and crushed their bodies closer together. Elsa could feel everything now, with Anna pressed flush against her, legs half-straddling one of her thighs. A powerful pressure began building in the area below her stomach. It was foreign, but oh so welcomed, as the blonde desperately wished for the feeling to never go away. It was overwhelming. She couldn't think. She could only feel.

Anna was filled with the desperate need for more. She slid her hand through the thin fabric of Elsa's nightgown, and came in contact with the front of Elsa's stomach, while the other moved in tantalizing patterns down the monarch's spine until it ended up grasping a nice handful of Elsa's rear. The foreign, intimate touch made Elsa yelp and shiver, hips involuntarily rolling forward against Anna's. She didn't think it would be possible; it had gotten hotter, and it spurred her on as the redhead's hand repeated the grasping motion with Elsa's breast, kneading the soft mound under her active fingers.

Anna forced Elsa closer while pressing a knee up, grinding it against Elsa's center. It was like she'd been struck by a thunderbolt, a shiver racing up her spine and causing Elsa's back to arch as she cried out. Anna felt herself melt at the blonde's reaction, as she suddenly sat up to remove her dress and undergarments as hastily as she could.

Lost in her haze of arousal, Elsa still had the cognizance to match the redhead's act of undress. Though it was a much less tedious act as she simply pulled her already disheveled nightgown over her head and slid her underwear off with the slight movement of her legs.

Anna was on top of her again, completely bare, but this time her gaze told a different story. The arousal was still there, but a look of tenderness had mixed its way in.

"You're so beautiful..." Anna whispered sweetly.

Elsa felt her lips tremble as she reached to cup her younger sister's cheek.

A single tear fell from the corner of her eye, as Anna bent forward to rest her forehead against her own. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you. If it becomes too much just tell me to stop."

Elsa smiled tearfully as she lost herself in her sister's loving gaze. "You could never hurt me, sis."

With Elsa's words blessing her with confidence, Anna leaned forward and captured the blonde's lips, resuming their passionate embrace. With her right hand she reached down to find Elsa's core, and was delighted at the already slick wetness she found there. Gently, she slid a finger around a hard nub.

"Ahhh! Oh Anna!" Elsa cried out against her lips.

Anna continued to rub Elsa's clit with small circular movements. Feeling the blonde rocking against her ministrations, Anna could feel a fire beginning to build below her belly even without the blonde touching her there.

Breaking apart briefly from Elsa's lips, she leaned down close to the blonde's ear. "You can touch me too, you know?" She whispered sultrily.

Elsa looked away shyly. "I know...I'm just not very experienced..." She admitted.

"You know this is my first time too, silly." Anna bumped her nose playfully against her sister's.

That was a surprise for Elsa. It wasn't that she assumed that her and Kristoff had previously engaged in the act, she just figured that she would always be less sophisticated than her sister regarding...sex.

With a new sense of confidence, Elsa reached around Anna's neck and pulled the redhead down to once again crash their lips together.

With her other hand, she searched along Anna's soft thighs till she met her center, finding the slick pink folds she was looking for.

Anna whipped her head back and moaned loudly as Elsa massaged her sensitive clit. She had thought she was already losing control before, but that was nothing compared to the sheer ecstasy of Elsa touching her in her most intimate place. Anna let herself rock against Elsa's hand, and without warning Elsa plunged a digit inside her.

"God Elsa. Fuck!" She cried. She didn't mean for the expletive to fall out, but the sensation was just too much for her to have any sensible control over her words.

Anna immediately returned the favor and entered Elsa's entrance with a digit. The blonde groaned as her walls wrapped tightly around the redhead's finger as she moved its length in and out of the older girl.

The pair panted and slid against each other, finding the wonderful rhythm that pushed them closer and closer over the edge. Anna could feel the pressure building at her core, growing stronger and stronger as she focused on nothing but the feel of Elsa making love to every inch of her body. She was so close. The room filled with nothing but the sounds of moans and pants by the two royals.

Anna leaned down and ran her tongue across the flesh of Elsa's breast, she stopped when her mouth hovered above the peak, before taking it into her mouth. Elsa cried out in shock at the immaculate pleasure that threatened to push her over her limit. She didn't think it could feel any better, but it just did. And Elsa found herself chanting Anna's name as the latter continued to pleasure both her sensitive areas.

"An- Anna. Oh God! Please! I'm so close." She cried, gripping her sister's waist with her other hand as she was brought closer and closer to her climax.

Anna was close too, and hearing her name said with such desperation by the blonde, the redhead removed her hand from Elsa's center. Elsa followed suit, and the redhead leaned down to press her chest flush with her sisters. Lowering her waist, the two cried out as their clits pressed against each other.

They began sliding against each other's body. The wonderful friction of their sensitive nubs making love to the other brought the two to an incredible peak of pleasure that had the pair panting desperately.

"Elsa! Oh Elsa!" Anna cried out passionately and that was the blonde's undoing. It was too much for Elsa, and she went over the edge.

Her moans echoed along the walls of the room as she came, and she arched her back into her sister's, and Anna followed her with her own climax, crying out the older girl's name and slamming her lips into the blonde.

The pair continued to kiss slowly as they rode out their respective orgasms, the aftershocks continuing to pulse throughout their bodies the entire way.

They laid there for minutes. In each other's arms; in the throes of ecstasy, as they shuddered against each other, the post-climax pleasure refusing to leave them.

The temperature in the room gradually returned to its equilibrium. Returning from the heat of intimacy, or from the cold state of Elsa's powers losing control during her climax, Anna couldn't decide.

The redhead broke away from the kiss, and opened her tired eyes to look at her sister.

The blonde met her gaze, and Anna pressed her lips to her damp hair, and then rested her forehead onto Elsa's.

"I love you."

Elsa's heart filled with something she had never experienced before. It spoke to her, comforted her, and the blonde couldn't stop the feeling of overwhelming content that suddenly took hold of her body.

We'll be okay.

Elsa tried to contain her tears, but the torrent of emotion was just too much for her to handle. The blonde sat up and buried her face into Anna's neck and sobbed openly.

"I'm so sorry, Anna!" She cried. "I'm sorry for pushing you away in Northuldra all those months ago! I'm sorry for lying and shutting you out when all you've done is care for me..I'm a terrible person, I keep hurting you, and I'm just so so sorry! I should've never left, I just want to be with you, and I'm just so so sorry for running and leaving you behind! I just..I just..I'm just so sorry!" Elsa wailed into her shoulder.

It was uncharacteristically ineloquent for the blonde, but Anna found the whole spiel rather adorable. She ran comforting circles on Elsa's back as she let the blonde continue to empty her pent up emotions.

In the past six months, they had suffered. Their hearts had been torn and beaten by unforeseen circumstances. At times the helplessness had been almost suffocating. Anna was sure that it had been the lowest point of her life. Yet as traumatizing as it was, as fearful as the experience had been, the redhead couldn't help but be grateful. They had hurt, but now their hearts would mend. And through the trials of love, they would stand together stronger.

"Anna..." Elsa said softly, still buried in her neck.

"Yes, Elsa?"

The older girl leaned back and looked deep into her eyes, both of her hands reaching up to cup her younger sister's cheeks.

"Thank you."

Anna stared curiously. "For what?"

Elsa returned her question with a rare, genuine smile.

"For believing in me."

Anna rushed forward and wrapped her arms around Elsa's neck.

"Always."

A/N: Dang, we finally got a happy ending to a chapter. Hope you enjoyed it folks!

Was a little nervous writing smut for the first time, but I'm happy with the way it turned out :)

I'll be out of town for a week starting tomorrow, so no update for next week. Sorry guys. I hope this chapter makes up for it.

Next chapter is where things will get interesting, so I'll try to put that out as soon as I can. Thank you for your patience. You guys are the best!

Once again, thanks for reading and feel free to leave a review!

Until next time!