Frozen Hearts Don't Beat Pt. 01-08

Author's Note: This is very sex heavy, so if you're looking for a novel with plot being the main entertainment, this probably isn't for you. That being said, these chapters contain; incest, lesbian sex, straight sex, threesomes (two women, one man), rough sex (rough enough to involve small amounts of pain), squirting, oral, and anal play (double penetration), and further chapters will go further into BDSM territory.

With that being said, enjoy!

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~~~~~~~~~ Pt. 1

Elsa, not wanting to be recognized, wore a dark hoodie and jeans as she ventured outside, hoping to avoid the paparazzi. She wore a long cyan blue wig to hide her distinct white hair. She hoped the disguise would continue to fool them as it had the past few weeks. She actually quite enjoyed the blue hair, but enjoyed the privacy it afforded her even more.

At first, she thought Anna was crazy for suggesting blue hair -of all things!- to fly under the radar, but so far it worked. She owed that girl far more than her privacy. The more Elsa thought about it, she figured she might as well pick her sister up a present while she was at it. She certainly deserved it. After the death of their mother and father, Anna had been Elsa's only form of support.

Without her... She shuddered at the thought. She couldn't imagine having to endure years of paparazzi and incessant invasions into her privacy on her own. Although she would never tell Anna, but she dearly wished that they were normal, instead of the orphaned children of royalty. She wished Anna could have a life of her own, instead of having to help her socially anxious sister give speeches and make public appearances.

'Enough wallowing', she thought to herself. She needed to get Anna a gift. She walked towards the town center, gliding through the cold, brisk air that marked the beginning of winter. She loved this time of year. Halloween fast approaching, and then the rush of holidays soon after.

The smell of peppermint lingering in the air when the first snow falls was always her favorite. That was always a tradition of theirs, unwrapping peppermint candies and putting them in hot cocoa while they watched as fat flakes dusted the courtyard in white. She missed those times, curling up in her father's lap as he read his literature.

She sighed heavily as she reached the square, the shops all abuzz despite the chilly weather. For a while she wandered around aimlessly, simply enjoying the peace of being outside. With her coronation coming up, the amount of media focus on her has multiplied exponentially. She'll be glad when it's over. As she skimmed the aisles of the various shops, not even having the slightest clue as to what to buy, something caught her eye. In the adjacent lingerie shop, there was a beautiful corset, with a matching lace panty. She went over to inspect the garment, only to immediately chastise herself.

How could she forget? She was looking for a present for Anna. But then she couldn't help but think of the girl wearing the corset that perfectly matched her beautiful turquoise eyes. She could imagine the freckles covering her skin, leading to the supple curves of her breasts, nearly popping out the top of the corset. The lace panty hugging her voluptuous rear, curving under her, touching her most intimate places... Elsa's face felt like it was on fire, the strange mixture of arousal and guilt feeding into one another, making her blush even more.

"Hi, can I help you?" a high-pitched voice chirped right behind her, making the girl jump.

"U-uh, hi, no, I-I was just looking," she finally stuttered. The employee smiled at her and walked away. "Fuck she scared me..." she mumbled under her breath. She hurriedly left the store before she saw anything else that triggered those kinds of urges. 'What the fuck is wrong with me...' She sighed as she headed into a department store to try to find something.

After browsing the racks, she finally settled on a pretty baby blue sweater with a felt snowman that reminded her of Olaf, the snowman her and Anna would always build as children. The girl smiled to herself, "She'll love this."

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Elsa sighed as she entered the door, exhausted from walking around the shops. "Hey Anna!" No response. She yelled again, "Anna?!" She walked up the stairs and knocked on the third door on the left.

"Anna, you there?" She slowly opened the door and peeked in. Her room was tidier than normal and there was a note on the bed.

"Elsa, if you get home before I do, I just wanted to let you know I was hanging out with Kris tonight. I might be out late. Love, Anna."

Elsa sat with a sullen expression on her face. She hated to admit that she was jealous of Kristoff, Anna's new boyfriend. 'At least he's better than the last one... golddigging bastard.' Elsa sighed heavily and put the sweater on the younger girl's dresser. She probably wouldn't be home tonight and Elsa might not have time to give it to her tomorrow.

She flopped onto Anna's bed, feet aching from the walk. As she did, Anna's scent wafted up from the bedspread, a mix of honey and nutmeg, the main smell of her favorite perfume. 'Silly girl, smells like a cookie wherever she goes...'

Elsa basked in her scent. She couldn't help but to think of the images from earlier. That beautiful corset wrapped around her even more beautiful sister. She drifted off, thoughts of Anna still on her mind...

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Elsa was hiding behind the snow-fort, avoiding Anna's failing attacks. "Come out here you coward! Haha!," Anna excitedly shouted from her side of the yard.

Elsa knew there was only one option, a head-on counterattack. "You'll regret saying that!" She ran out from behind her fort, and tackled the red-haired girl into the snow. "Haha, I win!," Elsa smirked at her sister, pinned underneath.

She could feel her sister's athletic frame writhe underneath her. "Come on, let me up, it's cold!," she pleaded.

"Only if you ask nicely," Elsa grinned. The girl had a confused look on her face. As Elsa's smile faded, Anna's face came up to hers, her lips just caressing the older girls'. She couldn't believe it. Flames shot through her face and her eyes widened in surprise.

Just then, Anna kicked her off and sprinted for the house. Elsa was getting cold, so she followed the girl in. When she got to the door, she was stunned. Anna was stripped down to underwear and a bra in front of the fireplace. "It was cold," the girl said sheepishly. "Come." She patted the seat next to her.

Elsa sat down. Anna grabbed her hands. "Now look, Elsa, you're freezing, too. Here let me help." The girl sat herself on Elsa's lap, straddling her, and started unzipping her jacket, then unbuttoning her shirt. Anna's lips met hers, soft and sweet. Her tongue forced its way into Elsa's mouth, stealing her heated breaths. Almost out of instinct, she reached for Anna's breasts, folding the cups of the bra down to bare them. Her nipples were hard and erect. Anna interrupted her, "Stand up." Elsa complied and the girl took off her wet jeans and socks. Elsa took the chance to caress Anna's breasts, dotted with freckles, supple and soft.

She took the girl's nipple in her fingers and started gently twisting and pulling. Anna moaned as she took off Elsa's bra. Anna pushed Elsa back onto the couch and straddled her again, this time taking her breast into her mouth and gently sucking and biting. Elsa leaned her head against the couch and moaned. Everything in her body felt electrified. Anna used her free hand to explore Elsa's pleasure center, rubbing her clit through the satin of her underwear. Elsa's back arched as the sensations centralized on that small bead.

Then, all too soon, Anna removed her hand and mouth. A small sad sigh escaped Elsa, until she felt her panties being removed. She arched her hips off the cushions to aid the process. She felt the familiar sensation of Anna's fingers on her clit and she moaned again. One on either side of her clit, moving up and down, sometimes together, sometimes not. The fingers disappeared again, but then she felt something wet and warm penetrate her.

She could feel Anna's breath on her clit while Anna's tongue was inside of her. It felt amazing, her tongue going in and out, then slowing tracing circles around her lips. She'd never felt anything like it. Anna looked up at the girl. "You taste like ice cream..." she smiled at the girl and started licking her clit. The feeling was astonishing and intense, the flicking motion of her tongue almost too much to bear. Then, she was sucking on it, her lips sealing around the entirety of Elsa's sex. Elsa could feel something foreign building inside of her, and as Anna slowly inserted her fingers, back arched, toes curled, Elsa came.

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She immediately awoke from her dream to find her sister's bed soaked by her cum. Being a squirter is such a hassle... and now she had a mess to clean up.

~~~~~~~~~ Pt. 2

After throwing Anna's sheets in the wash, the blond sat down in the living room; worrying about the upcoming coronation. Elsa was socially inept at her best, she'd always been quiet, but since her parents died, she closed in on herself. Had Anna not been there for her...

'What is wrong with me?! I couldn't go on without her, but I just visualize her and it's like none of that matters. I'm sick. I don't deserve that girl...' Elsa looked at the fireplace, wondering how these feelings came about. She hadn't always had feelings like this about Anna. Maybe it had something to do with her parents deaths. She didn't know.

"I have to stop this." Breaking the silence, her voice echoed off the bare walls of the empty house, making her cringe. She continued in thought; 'I have to find a way to quit feeling like this about her. Maybe if I see someone else... It can't be a woman though, the press would go berserk.' Elsa thought about all her potential suitors, not particularly keen of any of them. Most were snobby nobility and spoiled brats. But then she realized who she could call. A good friend from before her parents died, Jack Frost.

She hadn't talked to Jack in quite some time, they had grown apart after her parents died. As far as she knew, he still lived in Arendelle. She opened up the yellowpages app on her phone and looked up his number, hoping it was the right one.

One ring... two rings... "Hello?"

"Hi, um, is this- is this Jack Frost?" The phone went completely silent. "Uh hello?"

"Yeah, uhm that's me, sorry about that. It's just-you sound like someone I used to know. This isn't Elsa, is it?" The girl froze, panicked. What if he didn't want to talk to her, she did shut him out, and after all these years- "Elsa? It is you, isn't it?"

"Yeah, uhm, I'm sorry I called, I know you probably don't want to hear from me-"

"Are you kidding? It's great to hear from you, Elsa!" The girl was immediately relieved. He continued, "So how have you been?"

"I've been good, but hey, I was actually wondering, if you were still in town, if you'd like to go get a coffee sometime and catch up?" She crossed her fingers, already anticipating the sting of rejection.

"Sure! Are you free?" He sounded legitimately excited, much to Elsa's delight.

"I have a few things to do really quick, but give me half an hour and I can meet you somewhere?"

"Is Broken Arrow still your favorite?" The girl smiled, the name of her favorite café bringing up old memories.

"I haven't been there in so long... And yeah, it's still my favorite. Meet you in thirty?"

"Sounds good, I'll see you then." Elsa waited for the boy to hang up before scrambling to put Anna's comforter into the dryer and get her wig put on. As she pushed the damp mass of cloth into the dryer, she couldn't help but think of her first time with him...

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As the nervous girl looked up into his eyes, like pools of ice drifting over her, she felt her tension begin to erode. His cool lips met hers and she closed her eyes. He quickly darted his tongue into her mouth, and she reciprocated. She could taste the soda he'd just been drinking as her tongue explored his mouth. As their breaths turned heated, she could feel the hardness in his pants growing larger, his weight pressing it into her. He reached a hand under her t-shirt to fondle her breasts, so big for her small frame. He lifted her shirt up over her head and observed them, nipples still erect from the attention.

Her porcelain skin was only complimented by her pink nipples, the same color as her lips. He'd never seen breasts as beautiful as hers. In fact, he'd never seen anyone who came close to her beauty. He savored the moment, appreciating her body as his erection continued to grow. He ran his hands down her supple breasts and over her hourglass figure, light freckles occasionally dotting her skin.

He took one of her nipples into his mouth as she started rubbing him through his jeans. She let out a soft moan while his tongue traced delicately around her areolae. The hand not holding his weight resumed its previous route and traced from her lips, down between her breasts, over her slender waist and belly button, finally coming to rest between her legs.

It was torture, feeling the heat and pressure of his hand on her genitals. She stopped him for a moment to tug his shirt over his head; admiring the way his silver hair floofed back into place, the way his abs made their way down into his jeans, but mostly, the way his icy eyes turned to slate as he stared at her.

She could feel his erection start to dig into her leg, almost painfully. She couldn't bear his teasing any more.

Tonight was the night. She started unbuttoning his jeans as he did hers, she slid them down to his calves where he proceeded to kick them off. She arched her back off his bed and kicked hers off as well. As he resumed playing with the girl's boobs and fondling her crotch, she whined slightly. A clear message to him: stop playing. But he wasn't quite done teasing his beautiful girl just yet.

He started rubbing her clit with his cock, a bit of his pre cum mixing with her juices soaking through both their underwear. The girl squirmed underneath him, scrunching up her face as her back arched. He quickly pushed her panties to the side and deftly maneuvered himself inside of her, just in time to feel her orgasm pulsating around him. He let out a low moan, the feeling was absolutely magic, her dripping wet pussy cumming on him.

He started to thrust, slowly and gently, taking care not to hurt the delicate girl beneath him. It all felt amazing to him, even the sensation of the side of her underwear rubbing against him as he pulled it in and out of her. He could feel everything start to build up inside of him, and he quickly pulled out and started pumping furiously; covering the girl in his cum, spurt after spurt. When all was said and done, he collapsed beside her, the both of them extraordinarily exhausted. Elsa could feel his warm cum dripping into her belly button and off the sides of her breasts, as she ached for more...

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She remembered being vastly impressed by the range and volume of his cum, he even managed to get it in her hair! She giggled to herself at the memory as her cheeks began to flame and she started to feel that familiar ache...

~~~~~~~~~ Pt. 3

The girl hurriedly put on the blue wig after shoving Anna's sheets in the dryer. For some reason, she was actually legitimately excited to see Jack. She felt like she hadn't seen him in what felt like years, she was curious how he looked now. As she ran out the side door and started walking towards the shop, she tried to figure out what to say. Knowing Jack, it wouldn't even be awkward; being with him was as easy as breathing.

As she walked, she thought of some of their previous exploits and adventures. Sneaking out in the middle of the night, not even to do anything most of the time, just walking around and enjoying each other's company. She remembered one night, though, in particular that he snuck into her room. They both referred to it as the "ice storm."

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That winter, there was a large storm that passed over, freezing literally everything. There was ice covering power lines, trees, houses, cars, everything. Some of the trees and power lines couldn't bear the weight of the ice and they fell, leaving some without power. Jack's family was some of those people, so Elsa's parents offered to let them stay in the guest bedrooms.

Jack's father, a gruff old man with a white beard had resisted, saying they didn't want to intrude. Eventually he gave in, and the family ended up staying in the west wing of the house. Jack and Elsa looked at each other, a twinkle of mischief in their eyes. Once Jack was sure his father was asleep, he started to slowly creep towards Elsa's bedroom, praying he wouldn't run into Alfred, the family's resident caretaker.

He slowly crept to the east wing, Elsa's room the third door to the right of the main staircase. He managed not to run into anyone, and he opened Elsa's door and slipped inside. With a barely audible click, he shut the door behind him. He turned and scanned the room, allowing his eyes to adjust to the darkness. He could hear a faint shuffling in the bed as Elsa rolled in her sleep. Eyes finally adjusted, he sat on the edge of the bed, appreciating Elsa's gorgeous curves, hiding under the thin blue silk slip she used as pajamas.

She rolled again, facing him now, her pink lips just slightly parted, her breath disturbing a few stray hairs in her face. Her hair was swept back into a long, loose braid. She hated having her hair tickle her face, especially while she was sleeping. He could see the curve of her cheekbones, resting just under her eyes. If he looked closely, he could just make out the faint freckles that dotted her beautiful porcelain skin, lightly dusted across her nose and cheeks.

Being careful so as to not disturb her, he slowly slid off his clothes and got under the covers with her. As he curled up around her, she slowly woke up. Knowing she was awake, he started gently kissing and biting her neck, making his intentions perfectly clear. She moaned as his lips and teeth caressed her neck.

He reached a hand over her and covered her mouth, "shhh, we have to be quiet, so your parents don't hear." The girl nodded. He removed the hand from her mouth and started playing with her breasts through the silk fabric. She could feel his bare erection growing, pressing into her rear. She pushed herself into him as much as she could. "Are you sure you want to try that tonight? We have to be quiet," he whispered into her ear.

She squirmed against him, a definite yes. "Okay, remember, be quiet!" He moved his cock to rest between her legs and slowly inserted it into her pussy, feeling her wetness all around him, it was amazing. The girl moaned ever so slightly, trying to keep quiet. He slowly pulled himself back out of her, and pressed the head of his dick onto her anus. "You sure?" he wanted to make sure she was okay.

"Yes...please..." she purred. He started to slowly push himself into her ass. He was breathless; it was so tight it almost hurt. When he managed to push the head in, she gasped... then moaned. After making sure she, was okay, he continued. For her, it felt amazing. Just having his head inside of her was almost enough to make her cum. And as he slowly pushed himself farther and farther into her, the feeling just got better and better. But, she had an idea to make it feel even greater.

She reached over to her nightstand and retrieved her small bullet vibrator. At this point, Jack was finally all the way inside of her and her started gently thrusting. With each movement of his hips, her whole body shook. She could feel it building up inside her, the vibrator momentarily forgotten. Jack could feel himself getting closer to the edge. With every thrust, she moved her hips back and forth and it felt spectacular.