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I must have been completely out of my mind.
I quite possibly still am, considering that I haven’t removed my lips from my sister’s, and that I should probably do so without delay. I breathe out, attempting to step back, but Anna holds my head firmly in place, using both hands.
I refuse to open my eyes for a moment, but give in, to find Anna staring me down. There is a hint of surprise and curiosity in her eyes, but no regret. She doesn’t budge.
My sister quickly licks her lower lip and I find myself mimicking her without thinking. It somehow still feels like her lips are pressing against mine, and her scent is making me so dizzy that I have a hard time telling fiction and reality apart.
I blink twice to make sure I’m not dreaming and, this time, she’s the one who mimics me.
“Oh geez…” She whispers.
“Yeah…”
I’m feeling as dumbstruck as she looks, struggling for air, as everything seems to be way too warm and the silence heaving at my lungs so much I fear they will collapse.
“...soft.”
I look back at my sister, whose voice woke me from my trance. She absently touches her own lips and breathes in, muttering something I don’t understand.
“...Anna?”
She giggles to herself, pulling a smile out of me. “Whoa…”
I roll my eyes, feeling my cheeks heating up.”If it eases you… you’re really soft too.”
Anna’s expression changes to a shy one. She tilts her head and her blush spreads from her face to her neck, which is sprinkled with tiny freckles that I want to kiss, one by one. My stomach flutters with that thought.
“We should, uh” She gestures awkwardly. “We should do it again, to get it right.” Panic flashes through her eyes. “Not that this was wrong, I mean, wow, it was so great, and soft, and warm, but… maybe we should do it…”
“...slowly?” I’m coming closer, feeling her breath hit my lips and letting it fill my lungs.
Her lips approach mine with caution, before pressing against them, pursed. Dazed by the feeling, I tilt my head to adjust our position, cupping her cheek with my fingers and tracing her cheekbone slowly enough to feel it curve into the soft skin of her cheek.
She breathes out, her scent pulling a soft moan out of my throat. For a moment, I think I am going to faint, because Anna is so close that our foreheads are touching and she’s so warm that I might just melt against her.
I bring her face closer, using both hands, trapping her lower lip between mine and suckling it gently. Her hands are on my knees gripping the fabric of my dress. I can feel her giving in, sliding them up my thighs, settling them on my sides and bringing our bodies together.
Our teeth clash against each other, and that interruption is enough for Anna to trail my lips with her tongue, before sliding it inside my mouth. She tastes better than I could have ever imagined, greeting my tongue with kindness and playfully poking at it.
I’ve never kissed anyone before, so I simply follow her lead and swirl our tongues together, completely intoxicated by her breath and proximity.
My sister runs her hands up my back, breathing out something that I am too drunk to understand, but assume is my name. I gasp something similar to “Anna” and hear her heart pounding loudly against her ribcage. One beat, two beats, a skipped beat…
I want to caress the back of her hand, but I am shaking so much that I’m not even sure if she can feel it.
I’m forced to break the kiss so I can breathe, panting heavily against her collarbones and resting my forehead against her chin. Anna pants as well, flashing a cute smile when I look at her. Her knees are trembling slightly, making me come close in an awkward attempt to soothe her.
She plays with the tip of my veil, pursing her lips together in deep focus.
“Is there something you need to say?” I’m surprised to notice myself murmuring, as if trying to keep a secret.
Anna blushes, fiddles with her hair, then glances at me, and blushes again.
“Spill it.”
“Well” She bites her lower lip with a hopeful raise of her eyebrows. “Does this mean, me and you… we’re lovers now?” The words echo dearly in my heart.
I take some time to think. The royal line was full of uncanny pairings of all sorts, but, even so, I know our relationship will be frowned upon. We are both women, after all, and not being able to generate offspring posed a problem in lineage.
Struggling with the thought, I look at Anna for reassurance. She seems eager to get a response, sitting with her legs bent and holding her hands together. I know that saying “no” would devastate her, and I come across the realisation that it would devastate me too. Goodness, it would destroy me, wouldn’t it? I let the feeling sink in.
“Elsa? I understand if it’s confusing.” Her tone is careful and very gentle. “I was really confused too, and I couldn’t sleep for a few days. I just want you to know that…” She leads one hand to my shoulder and squeezes. “If you don’t feel the same, I’m ready to let you go.” Her tone is pained. “You’ve sacrificed so much for me, already. I can do the same for you.”
I break down. “No!” I grab her hands and pull her to a tight embrace. “Don’t go. Please.”
“So…” She seems more relaxed, stroking my back with tenderness. “What’s the problem, then?”
I sigh, brushing my nose on the curls left out on the nape of her neck. “Lineage…”
“Oh. I hadn’t thought of that. We can’t really have children, right? My teacher said something about that.” Her blush intensifies. “Uhm… About husbands… and courtship… stuff.”
My mind drifts to doing courtship “stuff” with Anna, causing my stomach to flutter so much that I wonder if butterflies can actually grow as big as the ones I felt inside.
There had been nights of mine in which I dove headfirst into thoughts of Anna. I imagined us both, crumpled sheets, beads of sweat, and the sounds of heavy breathing and badly-contained moans.
I bite my lower lip, trying to shake the thoughts away.
“Elsa, you’re freezing the bedboard.”
“Huh? Oh, oops!” I wave swiftly, thawing the thin layer of ice that covered the surface of the wooden board. “Sorry, I was distracted.”
“I could see that.” Blushing, she flashes me a shy smile. “I don’t blame you, though.”
Busted.
She pulls my nose and giggles. “Although it is kind of early for that.”
“Yes. Let’s take our time.” I squeeze her hand.
“We have forever to do that.” Yawning, she gets up, blows me a kiss, and leaves.
I sigh and fix my pillows, feeling a little disappointed by the lack of a goodnight kiss. Resignated, I slide out of my dress and put on my nightgown, getting under covers with a blissful smile.
I hear Anna’s signature five knocks on the door and a muffled giggle.
“No, I don’t want to build a snowman, I’m too tired!” Laughing at her sillIness, I watch her barge in wearing her pajamas and carrying an extra pillow.
“Good” She states. “Because I’m exhausted!”
Crawling into bed and cuddling me, she presses a soft kiss on my chest. Looking down at her, I peck her forehead and lips.
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?” She replies, confused.
“Yes, we're lovers now.”
THE END