Here is the first entry!

Rated PG-13

A long, long kiss, a kiss of youth, and love.



–Lord Byron, Don Juan

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‘Cause, I’m kissing you

Oh, I’m kissing you, oh

Where are you now?

Where are you now?

Cause, I’m kissing you

I’m kissing you, oh



—Des-ree, Kissing You (Love Theme from Romeo + Juliet)

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There are many types of kisses, as Anna has learned through life.

There were the kisses she shared with her parents; little ones that that showed her how much they loved her. Her mother’s kisses were soft and gentle on her forehead, while her father’s tickled with the brush of his whiskers on her cheeks.

Then there was Kristoff’s kisses. Sometimes they were a bit clumsy as he’d never had much experience kissing anyone, and on more than one occasion his lips were dry and chapped.

But Elsa’s kisses…

Now hers are something entirely different.

Sometimes they’re warm and sisterly, pressed on the cheek in a token of affection.

Sometimes they’re playful; when they tussle in either’s bedroom, long after everyone else has gone to sleep, Elsa will tickle her with kisses everywhere on her face until she’s a giggling mess, finally gasping for mercy between titters.

And sometimes they’re incredibly passionate, with kisses that make her melt into Elsa’s embrace, make her yearn for more and more. Those usually happen during fierce night of passion, when she’s pinned under Elsa and lets herself go into spiraling whirlwinds of love.

Kisses are different, and Anna loves them, especially from Elsa,