Cant Conceal the Feels

I think we should talk about times when Elsa accidentally freezed her hands to things and couldn't yank herself off of it? I imaged Anna found Elsa with her hands stuck to the balcony one day and decided to be the helpful sister and gave Elsa a hand.

(and I ooop) 

The sudden knock on her study’s door made her jump, startling her from the book she had in her hands and causing spikes of ice to shoot out of her hand. The sounds of said door opening and closing accompanied by the familiar call of “Elsa?” didn’t make it better.

Heart in her throat and face burning at being caught icy handed, Elsa tried to hide her hands in front of her, hurrying to the large window as thought she was just contemplating the view of the castle’s courtyard bellow, bathed by the full moon. 

“Y-yes, Anna?” came the stuttered reply. 

“Well, I was just wondering if… wait- what are you doing by the window?”

“I’m- I’m… admiring the view?” Elsa tried, turning her head enough to watch Anna’s confused expression, still trying to keep her hands and the damn book, out of her sister’s sight.

“With the curtains closed?”

“I’m just taking a peek!” she frantically looked for the opening to prove her point, but the thing decided to work against her efforts and would only reveal more of its crimson and velvety fabric, making her look like a fool.

“…Okay, you’re acting strange. What’s the matter?” at that, Anna started in her direction, which prompted her to give up on her quest and just turn to her desk, avoiding Anna’s gaze. 

“N-nothing! I’m just- I’m just-” trying to hide from you the fact that I’m a pervert!, her mind filled in, as the nude figures in her book stared mockingly at her from her frozen hold, daring her to deny what kind of literature she had been consuming that night. 

It wasn’t like she wanted to read that, she knew. That night she decided to unwrap the gifts some foreign dignataries had left her after their diplomatic meeting one week prior, a note attached to this particular parchment catching her attention. It said that, inside, a book of rare and exotic value, better fit for solitary reading, could be found. She never thought that, waiting for her, was actually a book full of pictures and descriptions of people having sex, in as many positions as possible for the human imagination. Slightly astounded but still curious, Elsa let herself be caught by the book’s contents, immersing herself in its pages.

Now here you are, she thought with a grimace, willing her heart to calm down and her hands to stop shaking. It wasn’t like she was feeling cold, she just didn’t need Anna there to witness such embarrassment. 

“Are you hiding something?”

“No!” might as well have said yes, Elsa, she internally berated herself.

“Nonononono no hiding! Lemme see! Lemme see!”

Soon she felt hands grabbing her arms from behind and spinning her around, effectively pinning her against the edge of her desk, where she couldn’t run from her shame.

“What? You’ve got something stuck to your hands? Again??” came the amused voice of her sister, prompting an indignant huff from her.

“Not again! It hasn’t happened in ages!”

“But it’s happening now” Anna tried to soothe her, gently strocking the back of her hands still stuck to the book. “And it’s a book! What is it about?”

That made her cringe and her face burn red in embarrassment, so she tried to flee Anna’s hold, only to feel herself entrapped by strong arms instead. 

“No running!” Anna admonished her, while Elsa felt her hands holding both the book and Elsa’s icy grip in place so she could see what the book was about. “Ohh my god- Elsa!”

“I- I-” nothing came out of her mouth. 

“What is this??” she heard the suprise in Anna’s voice give way for excitement. Her sister always curious mind and eyes hungrily set on the book’s page presented to her. 

“It’s- it’s called Kama Sutra? I guess? It was a gift left by one of the foreign dignataries” she replied feebly, her heart beginning to settle its rapid pacing now that Anna’s attention wasn’t on her, but on the book instead.

“…what a gift huh?!” came the amazed reply, followed by “we gotta unfreeze your hands, I want a go at this one!”

“Anna, no!”

“Anna, yes!”

“Please!”

“Please, what?” Anna’s sultry reply, coupled with her suggestive glance, rendering Elsa speechless and rooted to her place, while she felt Anna’s warm touch on her forearms.

“Lend me a hand here. Help me out of this..”, she said softly, their eyes meeting and shying away. Glances on rosy lips and back to blue and acquamarine irises.

“With pleasure” Anna grinned before latching her lips on the soft skin under Elsa’s jaw and sucking, making Elsa’s knees buckle.

“Oh god”

The book hit the carpeted floor with a muffled thud.