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I decided to make this particular one-shot series all about the different numbered scenarios that these girls will get into :D

You'll see what I mean! I hope you enjoy!

Cue: Anna being her usually saucy and smooth self and a very silent Elsa.

TEXT: Anna's listed rules and ways for loving Elsa.

Summary: Elsa had a habit of playing with her hands when ever she was around Anna. Anna discovers the sensitivity of Elsa's hands and revels in the many ways she worships the very being that expelled magic at her finger tips.

Loving Elsa

Through Her Hands in 4 Ways

Anna in her defense claimed that it started off very innocent, but Elsa always jested that Anna loved exploiting it.

The feisty red-head discovered this little secret, when they were cuddling on one of the lounge chairs that was in Elsa's study. Elsa was long asleep from a day's worth of stress from running the affairs of Arendelle, and Anna was playing with Elsa's fingers to curb her curiosity. You see, Elsa had a particular habit of hiding her hands from Anna. During their 13 year separation, the one thing that Elsa hid the most, was not her eyes filled with shame and regret, it was her hands. It was always tucked away in the folds of her dress, or it was hidden by those damn infernal gloves that Anna grew to hate.

As a child, she assumed that it was because Elsa was a bit of a clean freak, and it was sort of true. Elsa hated messes and kept her castle, office and her kingdom the pinnacle of cleanliness. But that was not it

Nor was her assumption that it was from the lingering guilt of hurting Anna with her hands. Anna proved that Elsa's hands were magical...in more ways in one. And the shy blonde was happy to show that to her, through snowman and orgasms galore.

She simply adored Elsa's hands. Long, slender, well kept, and so smooth. Anna's own finger tips traced the tips of her sister's hands and loved the silky feeling that she felt.

But what she didn't expect was to hear Elsa's sleeping form give off a low hum of pleasure. She was puzzled on why Elsa's body jerked at the slow rub that she gave the finger. But when Elsa's body undulated and quaked, a pleased smile laced Anna's face.

It was then...Anna had a plan.

To show Elsa the different ways to show feelings for Elsa through her hands and fingertips. She wouldn't want to miss out on opportunity to make Elsa blush and be rendered speechless.

1) Kissing Her Fingernail- Respect

Elsa was puzzled when she couldn't find her sister, in the swarm of people that covered the ball room from wall to wall. But she had to shake her head in resignation, laughing quietly to herself. Anna wasn't one to be on time for events like these. She knew that Anna would rather make raids to the kitchen to bug Gerda for the chocolate that should be served to the guests.

Assuming that Anna was doing just that, Elsa forced it upon herself to entertain the guests that covered the dance floors. Following the Great Thaw, the routine still stayed marginally the same. Guests were to greet the Queen, try to offer the Queen her first dance of the night. But Elsa always felt the need to decline.

She didn't want to dance. Her fear of freezing them since freezing Anna worried her, and she didn't want to put that burden on her dance partner. She curtsied as she denied another suitor a chance to dance with her, and she could feel longing covering her. The blonde wasn't so fond on crowds either, she wished Anna was around to keep her company and also protect her from any unwanted attraction. Since the 50 rules were enacted, it was enough to keep men at a fair distance, but it didn't stem the loneliness that she felt still without the Princess rambunctious energy.

Where was Anna?

"Your Majesty?"

Elsa turned at the sound of Anna's voice, but found her voice be reduced to near whimpers. With her hand out, Anna was dressed in a well fitted suit, with a dark minted green dress coat covering her chest, and medals sported across her right breast. The crest of Arendelle proud and visible on Anna's bicep, the wolf, gave Anna a very resonating proud and confident aura that demanded the room's attention, even the Queen's. Her own very red-hair pulled back to a long pony tail, that showed the growth in Anna's now slender face now showing maturity in her features, and her disarming smile was enough to make Elsa heart race. Who knew that Anna could put any men to shame in that suit?

Elsa could feel her hands quake at the need to grab Anna by her lapels and drive her lips to her own. She tried to restrain herself by smiling at her younger sister fondly playing along with Anna's bravado.

But what she didn't expect Anna to come to the ball, effectively capturing the attention of everyone in the ballroom by dressing as a man; the people who were staring, were looking on with interest at the Queen's response.

"I am Princess Anna of Arendelle." Ana said trying not to break in to giggles, she wanted to look dignified in front of her sister. Elsa nodded numbly as she mumbled a slow reply.

What floored her more was seeing Anna bent down on one knee, taking Elsa's hand gingerly, waiting for her to pull away. When Elsa's shaky hands didn't pull away, Anna lifted Elsa's left ring fingernail, and kissed it lightly.

The sensation of the kiss was enough to send the Queen to subspace. Elsa felt her who face flush, and all the men in the room gasped. Anna smirked and looked at Elsa with cool smile, "May I have the honor of having the Queen's first dance?"

Asking was always polite. Elsa deserves respect and I'll be damned if no one shows her the same respect as I will.

2) Inner Wrist - Affection

Anna knew that Elsa wasn't really comfortable with forms of affection. Elsa tend to curl in on herself when it was offered, she always had to be the one to initiate it. the red-head thought it was silly, and tried to urge her sister to relax and give in to the emotions that was inside her.

But Anna pouted when Elsa shook her head, and gave a rueful smile as she explained why it was hard for her to receive affection.

She was so scared of showing affection, but it nearly killed Anna that fateful night. No matter how many protests that left the Princess's mouth, Elsa had to shut the conversation early. It scared Elsa enough, and Anna conceded when she realized that scaring Anna with too much attention and love will make her stray away from her.

And that's the last thing she wanted.

And so here she was, laying on the lounge chairs glaring at Joan, who still giving little to no advice. "Joan, what am I suppose to do?!"

She threw an arm over her eyes and sighed, feeling dread seep into her veins, "I want to show her how much I care but I'm not really sure how." Unexpected hugs and kisses only made Elsa more agitated and less relaxed than they were intended to be. Her walls were still up, and its still taking time for Elsa to let go completely under the safety of Anna's urging. Materialistic gifts didn't feel right because Anna wanted to show Elsa something real that was not easily attainable by any means.

Anna tried to rack her brain for more ideas, but was feeling stumped. She was never for one who did all the thoughtful things. That was Elsa's domain and her best quality. It was because she was so thoughtful, Anna thought it was only fair to do the same, but her constant energy and her bubbly energy was enough to make Elsa nervous around Anna in the best of ways. She was aware that Elsa loved how her personality was enough to brighten her even most gloomiest days.

Elsa built her snowman that can walk and talk.

Elsa always left love notes to Anna when she leaves for her study and couldn't play outside.

Elsa at the rarest of times, would cook Anna her favorite meal. Chocolate pancakes.

Those were some pretty big shoes to fill in terms of thoughtfulness, Anna thought sadly. But if I do anything extravagant, she gets really...Hm starting small might be better?

As she started to get deep in her thoughts, her body mindlessly began to roam the castle halls, trying to think of a way to show Elsa a way to love her without scaring her off, but a way to keep Elsa grounded and feel comfortable to go at her own pace. By the time she felt close to reaching teh answer, she bumped in to the one person that continues to plague her thoughts in the best of ways. Elsa herself.

"Anna? What are you doing out this late?" Elsa asked in her typical soft tone, "It's nearly midnight."

Anna snapped out of her reverie to look upon Elsa, and the worry that laced her face. And then it hit her. Big gestures won't get no where...but maybe this will. She lifted Elsa's pale hand, and turned it over, looking at Elsa sheepishly. "Let me..."

The shy regal leader hitched a breath, when she felt something ghost across her inner wrist, and it made her shiver at the warmth she felt. A pair of lips skimmed the skin, leaving a slow flutter on her skin. Elsa's heart raced at the feeling, and it made her heart swoon at the sweet gesture.

She made a promise to herself to let Anna in more at this very moment.

"I love you Elsa," Anna told her softly, her lips barely and inch away from the skin before laying another kiss there. "I know you're scared sometimes...but it doesn't matter, I'll show you my love this way every day, to prove I'll be here for you, always."

Elsa's lips quirked into a very loving smile as happy tears streamed down her face, "I love you too."

Showing affection is never a bad thing. It may make her nervous in receiving because's naturally shy and would want to be the one to initiate, but Elsa been denied affection for 13 years. Start small...but let's be clear here, I will be the one to give this to her everyday.

3) Back of Her Hand - Praise

When Elsa successfully defrosted the fjords with her powers, the people celebrated this moment by filling the castle courtyard with cheers echoing across the castle walls. It was a very stunning moment indeed. Love will thaw, who would've thought?

"Elsa you did it!"

Anna out of impulse, lifted both of Elsa's hands and kissed the backs of her hands soundly, before running dragging Elsa behind her to build more snowman with the people of Arendelle.

Elsa thought nothing about it, and let herself be dragged.

When Elsa worked till she was sick, trying to find ways to provide Arendelle some food and goods since cutting of ties with the Duke Of Weasel ton, Anna was always at her side, cheering her on and coaxing her body back to full health, but not without kissing the backs of her hands as she comforted her sister.

The blonde still couldn't help but smile at the gesture, she simply though it was Anna being simply Anna.

When Elsa single-handedly protected Arendelle from a fleet of rampaging pirates who threatened to attack the small kingdom by encasing the kingdom in a block of ice that lasted a week, driving off the pirate at the sheer strength of ice. Anna continued to be at her side and gave Elsa an encouraging smile.

When she felt her hand being lifted, she turned to Anna with confusion, "Why do you always kiss the backs of my hands?"

Anna winked at her, and kissed them anyways, "I'm proud of you for everything you've done for me and our country."

Elsa works too hard. She's been working tirelessly to make our country run smoothly, many nights spent working non-stop sometimes till she's sick. I will continue to show her praise for everything she has done for me and our people for as long as she is my Queen. We all should be proud that we have someone as hardworking as Elsa to run our country...

3) Palms - Admiration

Anna had to bite down the bitterness that was covering her features. Her nose and mouth was curved in to a snarl as another suitor tried to win Elsa's heart over and managed to make Elsa giggle. It didn't sit well with the young princess, she didn't like sharing her sister. As much as she wanted to tell the Prince of Remington to back of what's hers, she didn't want to make political problems for her sister.

But she didn't want to share... It's not fair.

But Elsa always assured that she wouldn't married, seeing as herself as independent and that she didn't need a man to run a country by her side being capable of doing it herself. And that's what made Anna smiled in pride. Elsa was a strong woman, she could do anything.

So why worry?

It was simple really. Elsa was simply gorgeous, her blonde hair was envious, as women in the kingdom prattled on and on about how they wished they had Elsa's hair. Or how Elsa's hips were tantalizing, it was enough to make Anna writhe in the sheets at the pure frustration from the teasing she received. but it was more than just feelings of want and jealousy from women and men alike. Or how she can run a country with a firm but gentle hand. She was never a cruel leader, but she was fair and firm when the time calls for it.

How can she not be perfect?!

She was simply beautiful and carried the pinnacle of grace. She made jaws drop, she made hearts melt like water, she stole breathes, and stole words from lips.

Anna had to swallow the truth, she admire her sister for her beauty and overall charisma. It would be a shame if she didn't show her admiration as people should for a Queen. They shouldn't look at her like a being for their dirty fascination, she should be looked upon reverently as if God sculpted Elsa in his image.

And it was enough for Anna to start making her mark in Elsa's life. She didn't want to give her sister away to some ass-hat that probably won't treat her right.

So while she passed her sister, Anna's hand reached out and grabbed her sister's hand lightly, and gave her palms a quick kiss, before skipping off leaving Elsa speechless and baffled.

Her beauty is unmatched by any maiden here. I can never look away from her beauty and grace and her charisma. I am blessed to be in her presence. I will always admire her beauty from any distance, and from these kisses, I will forever.

4) Fingertip - Love and Lust

Anna spent her time kissing and licking her sister's finger tips, loving how the blonde was arching and whimpering at the feel of Anna ruining her. There they laid in bed, with their clothes strewn across the floor, and their hairs loose from their braids. It initially started with Anna at the bottom, but these days, Elsa has been under the control and the mouth of Anna of Arendelle.

She cursed at the ceiling of how good it felt for Anna to be worshiping her from head to toe, but taking her sweet time with her fingers. The heat of Anna's tongue and lips against her cool finger was enough to leave Elsa's quivering and moaning her name in a chant.

After the technical wear and tear from writing papers all day, from drumming her fingers across the desk when she encountered a tricky document, to letting snow and frozen fractals encase the castle letting the crowds enjoy the snow in the middle of the summer, Elsa didn't know how much strain she had put her hands through everyday. And now despite the lust that was growing inside of her, straight to her very core, she felt the love and care that Anna placed with each and every kiss. No inch of her hand and fingers was left unkissed or untouched. And it didn't matter of they didn't make love tonight. Elsa thought, sighing as Anna continued her minstrations.

She was happy where she was right now. There was no work to do, no people to please, no Olaf or Kristoff to bother them.

It was just merely the two of them.

When the teasing minx pulled away from her fingertips, Anna mumbled how much she loved her fingers, how long it was, and gave Elsa a saucy wink. It made Elsa bite her lips in anticpation, as she weakly moaned, "Anna...What-"

"I love you Elsa...you're fingers should be a sin." Anna growled lightly, nipping at the skin, before feeling her lips curl into a smile,"And love...this is only the beginning."

Her head moved away from her fingers, before travelling slowly down her body, making Elsa gasp her name in to the middle of the night.

Her fingertips deserved to be worshiped, she has shown my pleasure from these infernal fingers. Id be damned if I don't show her the same. These fingers will be the death of me literally and figuratively. These kisses will show her that I am and will be utterly devoted for her worshiping every part of her. Her smile, her personality, her body and most of all her hands, that showed me love and magic for 18 years.

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