A third kiss. Elsa turned back, slid a hand over Anna’s pussy, and propped her chin over that.
“I don’t want to be anywhere else.”
Anna gulped, nodded, and shivered again as she combed fingers down through Elsa’s hair, and along her cheek.
“But we should really fix your bandage.”
At that, Anna ducked her chin and brushed fingertips hesitantly against her bruised right cheek. “I didn’t realize I...oh…” Her voice trailed off with a sweet stutter as Elsa brushed a thumb up the length of her slit, then slid right up and pressed against her belly button.
Lips trembled. Elsa gulped hotly under her sister’s stare. She blinked quickly as tears pricked the corners of her eyes, and she massaged her hand against Anna’s stomach.
“I love you...more than anything.”
All at once, Anna’s face screwed up, and she broke into a hoarse sob. “Come here?” Her hands curled in Elsa’s hair, and she gave the meekest of tugs. “Come here.”
Elsa did just that, sliding up between Anna’s legs and pressing her face into the crook of Anna’s neck. She pressed kiss after kiss against freckled skin, hands curling over broad shoulders, and breaths stuttered as Anna’s powerful arms swept around her back.
Still aching from her earlier orgasm, Anna savored the hot breaths on her neck and blubbered insistently. “You’re really...really...good at that.”
Elsa chuckled hoarsely, one hand trailing up and down over Anna’s left hip. “I think you know who taught me.”
Anna let out a tearful giggle, nodded, and pulled back just enough to trail kisses over Elsa’s forehead. “I just might.”
Downstairs, Rapunzel sneezed, and poured out several more pancakes on the cast-iron skillet.



















