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Thread: Flashpoint (Darkest_fate)

I don't think it's possible for me to boil myself... it'd be like you freezing yourself, Anna mused in turn. She couldn't help but tense as Elsa entered the bathroom, as if her previous confidence had shrivelled away. It was strange really, how now that she felt so totally bare it seemed to be a completely different situation. As if she was utterly vulnerable to her older sister. Vulnerable in a way she had never felt before now. Sure enough the soap had caused some roaming fleets of bubbles to skim along the surface of the water, but not a whole lot was left to the imagination. Even a cursory glance would give Elsa an eyeful of Anna and the breasts she had tried not to stare at before. H-hey, Anna said, her voice going an octave higher from the nerves. I know um... I know you like to worry about me. I mean it's your favourite hobby pretty much, b-but it's fine, really... She glanced away, freckled cheeks growing a touch redder as she tried not to look the icy young woman in the eye. This would no doubt be strange for anyone else in the kingdom to imagine- the normally stern yet fair queen checking up on her sister as if she was still a child. If you're gonna try to cool the water then... you know, be a little careful. I heard a story about a girl in the village who went skinnydipping, and it got so cold outside the lake that her nipples froze and dropped off when she climbed out of the water. So you know. Don't freeze my nipples off. I happen to have grown quite attached to them. Just some lighthearted nonsense, 'Haha, yeah, just say something dumb to lighten the mood. You're totally okay with Elsa seeing you like this... ugh, why can't you stop saying nipples?! You look dumb enough to her already!'
Thread: Flashpoint (Darkest_fate)

But we know I'm immune to my ice we don't know that you can't accidentally boil yourself, insisted Elsa. She'd already entered and was glad to fall into their old arguing roles. It made it a lot easier to deal with the fact that her completely naked sister was sitting in a tub filled with rose scented bubbles like something out of a wet dream. Yes, Elsa was suddenly acutely aware that she'd had dreams like this. With a beautiful redhead laying in a steaming bath, looking up at Elsa with an easy smile, drawing her in for a kiss so hot that steam would rise from Elsa's usually cool lips and... fine, really and Elsa snapped back, flushing a little, upset at herself for getting momentarily lost. She just needed to focus on the task at hand and maybe try the thing with the vibrating icicles later. Just lean over the water and extend a hand, trying to feel the surface while and... and start laughing at Anna's story. Elsa covered her mouth, shaking her head. Sorry! It's not-- she lowered it, smiling at her sister. You really think that your nipples can just freeze off? I suppose it's probably a good thing that I'm immune then, or you would have found my nipples in a chunk of ice when you came to my little palace, she smiled wistfully at that, then shook her head, again extending her hand toward the water. She couldn't quite tell if it was that hot, though steam continued to go upward in little curls. Elsa frowned, forcing herself to focus on the water as opposed to the curvy redhead inside it. Wow, did Anna have nice curves. all the sweets made her look so much softer, rounder than her sister. No, stop looking. Even if you are some kind of freak who likes girls you won't look at your sister like that. I'm going to try and put my hand in it, Elsa said, her voice suddenly terser, but I'm not going to cool anything, okay? she nodded and lowered it gently, bracing herself for the heat she was certain she'd feel.
Thread: Flashpoint (Darkest_fate)

Anna sighed in relief when the older woman laughed at her stupid story. At the very least it had been well received and took some of the edge off. She even managed to smile despite the awkward situation, but once her sister started toward the tub again she could feel her heart beating inside her chest with such a vigorous intensity that for a moment she felt as if a stray beat would shatter clean out of her ribs. K-kay, Anna replied, only managing to muster that one word as her sister slid her hand in. Was Elsa really so confident in doing this? Perhaps it was just Anna having stupid thoughts about her sister... that was when Anna's train of thought stopped dead in it's tracks, as Elsa's hand dipped past one cluster of soap suds and pressed into the soft surface of her tight thigh. Anna had to admit that she was perhaps a little.. full figured. She had an undeniable love of chocolates, so the surface was easily pliable in Elsa's skilled hand. Uh... Elsa You... you're... she gulped loudly and tried to change the subject, tried desperately to find something that would distract from this awkwardness. Hey this uh, this tub is pretty big. You could join too if you're worried about my safety. 'No stupid! Say something that doesn't involve being... weird with Elsa!'
Thread: Flashpoint (Darkest_fate)

Soft flesh met Elsa's hand and she froze, her eyes going wide for a moment. she'd just touched... that had to be Anna's thigh. It felt smooth, relatively firm, which made sense since Anna kept zipping around constantly. Elsa could feel the soft muscles just underneath the even softer skin, all cushioned with that layer of cute chub that seemed to make Anna rounded, softer, more... womanly. Yes, I was, said Elsa, fidgeting herself, trying to figure out what to say. She turned and looked to Anna at the next line, her eyes widening. Had Anna just... invited her to bathe with her? Elsa licked her lips, her mouth moving for a few moments. She really could make sure that Anna didn't roast herself, and she really did care about that. But being in a tub with another woman, one with those curves and that adorable face and all those freckles everywhere. She didn't mean it give her an out. Are you sure? asked Elsa, keeping her voice light. It's not as though we're kids anymore but if... if it would make you feel better I suppose I could, did she want to? There wasn't an easy answer there, and there should be. Elsa felt her mind tugging, insisting that she take the advantage while she could and just slide into the tub, press her body against that softness, maybe caress her. Anna was innocent Elsa could finally learn what a woman felt like without really hurting anyone. But that felt wrong, not least of all because they were sisters. Elsa's heart hammered and she realized that her hand hadn't moved from Anna's thigh. She shifted her fingers, her nails just gracing the flesh for a moment. The water, Anna, they felt so warm, so inviting... I wonder how warm she is on the inside?
Thread: Flashpoint (Darkest_fate)

'There you go dummy, Elsa was kind enough to give you a way out. Take it, quickly,' I wouldn't have any problem with you coming in. 'That's it, I'm outta here. She gave a nervous little snicker, looking away while Elsa's digits never left her thigh. It was strange, a light chill that matched the alien warmth of her body... perfectly. If Anna was the romantic sort, and she was, then she would consider this being some act of fate bringing the two of them together here and now. It's just, y-you know... I know how you fret about me... and you'd probably be chewing your nails into stumps from the worry... That much was at least true. Once they had mended their relationship Elsa was particularly careful when it came to Anna sometimes, not wanting her to wind up in any dangerous situations no matter how mundane. The fact that a lunatic from another kingdom had almost let her freeze to death probably had something to do with that. So you know... it'd be good for putting that mind of yours at ease. The soft young woman looke at her older sister, saw how much sturdier her body seemed. She was in better shape generally, more of an athlete, and she often wished to know what the toned flesh of her body felt like. Plus you could do with the uh, the relaxation. You know, after a long day of working on kingdom stuff.
Thread: Flashpoint (Darkest_fate)

And now you have to get in or you'll hurt Anna's feelings Though Elsa was trying to suppress the sudden surge she felt at the offer, looking down. An attractive redhead who she loved had just suggested that they get naked and get into hot water together. The heady smell of roses must be addling both their brains. Really, there was just no way that Elsa should have even suggested this, and now she was seriously considering going through with it. Anna kept stumbling and stuttering her way through it, talking about how Elsa would worry. She would, but probably not that much. I'm doing this for you, insisted Elsa, her tone flatter than her pounding heart would suggest. She rose up, extracting here hand from the water, instead going to her dress. Elsa took a deep breath, working the laces carefully, putting on as business like an air as she could manage. Anna babbled about relaxing, but Elsa had felt less stressed dealing with the most headache inducing documents. She fought through it though, keeping her icy composure, simply undoing the lacings. The dress parted at her shoulders. Elsa swallowed and reached up, sliding it to bare one shoulder. Elsa had always been pale, and she seemed even paler now that her powers had fully manifested. More and more pale skin showed till Elsa was holding the dress up, one arm over her chest. She could feel it pounding and actually had to close her eyes for a moment. She took a deep breath and quietly told herself three words let it go . and Elsa did. The dress slid to the floor, revealing Elsa in the shift that barely clung to her. The queen actually loved wearing delicate, light undergarments, often spending far more than she really should on them. Her current one was done in ice blue, with intricate lacing interwove throughout, making her already beautiful form seem more beautiful. Still, she couldn't get it wet, though the steam already worked it, so Elsa began shimmying out of it, baring her body. Her rounded breasts came free first each smaller than her sisters and capped with a pale pink nipple. It's been a while, hasn't it? asked Elsa, trying to keep her tone light as she stripped, since we've bathed together, I mean. You certainly grew up to be quite the woman, Anna, she smiled warmly at her sister as she worked at removing the expensive undergarment.
Thread: Flashpoint (Darkest_fate)

Elsa was undoubtedly beautiful, and that point was truly hammered home as she revealed more of her pale body. Flawless skin, sleek silver hair, and a body that generally seemed fitter than Anna's own. By the time Elsa was done undressing Anna's heartbeat must have quadrupled in speed, hammering wildly, while she felt a... pressure, building up in her... well... vagina. An experience, a sensation that she hadn't felt in some months. But that same experience was when she thought Hans loved her... so what did it mean if Elsa was inspiring that same feeling? Elsa's words sent Anna tumbling back to reality, blinking the daze from her eyes while trying not to stare. Yeah I... I guess it has been. I can't even remember the last time all that well. What she did recall was that that was all quite innocent, just some spirited childhood silliness that their parents insisted on for the sake of ease. This was all... it felt like a completely different thing. Anna almost dared think this all felt a bit romantic. Once she was fully bare Anna couldn't contain her words from leaving her mouth. You're beautiful, she blurted out, trying not to gawk at the snow white skin on offer, the way it all looked so... natural on her. S-sorry, uh. That was weird, wasn't it? I guess I'm a little jealous. She may have had a larger cup size, something she was quickly aware of, but some part of her refused to believe a person could find her attractive in the same way she found Elsa to look.
Thread: Flashpoint (Darkest_fate)

Shouldn't Elsa feel more uncomfortable? This almost felt right, almost as freeing as when she'd fled from civilization and built that palace of her own. Was it being nude? Doing so before Anna? Being admired by someone? Being admired by another woman? By Anna? Elsa wasn't sure, and she wasn't sure she should dwell on it. She simply smiled and nodded, bending down to carefully gather her clothing. The queen looked almost made of the ice she wielded, all hard edges and white flesh. The steam seemed to roll off her, as if meeting something cooler and just reverberating away. A smallish thatch of curly white blonde hair dotted just above a very slim slit between her legs, seemingly the only bit that grew on Elsa's body. She thought it might be the ice, and had actually regretting the fact that she seemed to not get the hair that bespoke of womanhood. That had certainly been an awkward conversation. Elsa folded up her clothing and moved to pull her hair up, pausing only as Anna blurted. Elsa looked, blinking, surprised. It's very complimentary, actually, she said with a smile, seeing as I'm nude, she took a few steps closer and knelt by the tub, reaching over to cup her sister's face, turning it to her. You shouldn't feel jealous though, Elsa insisted. Trust me, I spent far too much time just letting other people dictate how I felt, and remember how that went? You're beautiful too, Anna, just, she smiled and gestured, in a different way, she laughed, moving to reach in, lacing her fingers with Anna's. Just like a fire is a different kind of beauty than an ice storm. she nodded, then gave her sister's hand a squeeze. Now, do you mind scooting over? I'm going to need some room if we're both going to fit in there.
Thread: Flashpoint (Darkest_fate)

Elsa's finger caressing at her cheek was enough to make Anna freeze, just as she had when she was suffering the effects of that heinous curse. It was... she didn't know how to describe it, the way she stiffened and looked Elsa in the eye. All at once the words in her mouth turned to steam and evaporated away utterly before she could say anything. Was this... this was romantic. Few other words could describe it. It was at that moment that she was brought back to reality, blinking the daze from her gaze while realising that she indeed did need to move her gaze. At last she nodded and pulled her legs a little closer to her abdomen with her raised knees concealing the peaks of her breasts from view. Uh... yeah, sorry. I zoned out a bit there, came her quick response. Having Elsa's attention affixed to her, even for a brief while, was such a warming experience to her. The water rippled as Elsa's more dainty form entered the tub, then rising further. Their mixed heats seemed to warp the temperature a bit more and made it into something just comfortable enough for both of them. Anna got a little more cosy. She scratched her cheek and slid some of the hair from her eyes Mind if I ask you something? It's... well it's about love. Not the kind of questions I usually ask. Her gaze looked out of the tub, lingering thoughts drifting like the rosy scent of the bath. What would you do if you were... in love... with someone you weren't supposed to be?
Thread: Flashpoint (Darkest_fate)

Elsa nodded, smiling as her sister apologized again. She then lifted one long leg and eased herself into the water. It did feel a little warm, perhaps a tick or two hotter than Elsa would have set it for herself, but not alarmingly slow. The queen simply took a deep breath and slid her slender body within. The water barely even seemed to rise from her entrance. A waft of rose-smell did float up for a moment, making Elsa smile. She also made certain to pull her long braid up, again tying it tight to make sure it didn't drift into the water. After all, Elsa wasn't the one that needed a bath. It was, however, proving a bit more difficult not to collide with Anna. Elsa had at least made certain to enter the opposite side of the tub, and it did happen to be on the larger side, as royal tubs generally went. Still, Elsa could feel her sister's legs pressing against her own, and after a few halfhearted attempts, she simply let them get situated. Soon, Elsa was sinking into the water, enjoying the heat seeping into her. Her half-lidded eyes went to her sister. You're asking me about love? repeated Elsa, smirking. Isn't it a bit late for that? she rolled her eyes a little. Is this about Kristoff? You know he's considered a hero now, so people aren't going to disapprove of your relationship. And if they do, I'll just, oh, she raised a hand and gestured, letting a little ice curl in the air, carried away by the steam, freeze them or something, she smiled, clearly joking, her own eyes forcing merriment through. because within, Elsa's thoughts raged a near repeat of how did she know? She can't know. She mustn't know. Surely she doesn't even suspect, not Anna. She can't know.
Thread: Flashpoint (Darkest_fate)

It's not Kristoff. I mean we're great friends, and next to you he's my closest friend... but after a certain prince almost let me freeze to death and tried to chop your head off, I haven't been very eager to toy with the idea of loving a guy, Anna explained. Sure she didn't resent men, nor did she resent Kristoff thanks to all the help he'd given but... now something about having a dashing prince seemed lost to her, as if the lustre was worn away and rendered impossible to be realised. Anna looked to her sister, watched how she worked to keep her braid dry, managed a smile and then looked to the ceiling. It's... a relationship I think about from time to time... but a large part of me knows it's wrong to think about. Because I don't know what the rest of the world would think or what sh-... what this person would think if I said as much to her. She gave a self-depreciating laugh, considering herself more than a fool for saying all this to her sister. The last thing she needed was her clumsy kid sister giving her a spiel like this. I don't even know if it would be possible to have that kind of romantic relationship with that person. Sex and love were well entwined in her mind, even though all she knew of sex were those old guidebooks that taught royal ladies all about conception and childbirth. To her there was no 'mechanic' there on how two women could be intimate. Seemed silly in her mind, and as she sat there trying not to meet Elsa's gaze Anna knew her sister likely saw her whole speech as being remarkable silly too.
Thread: SCII: Changing (Venus5 & darjeeling)

For many, the world which began to come into focus for the captured Ghost agent when she first awoke may have initially seemed to be a nightmare. A part of herself didnt wish to believe it, if only for how sloppy she would have had to be in order to get captured by her target. But November Annabella Terra, better known to many by the name Nova, didnt hold onto such false wishful thinking for long, as the blonde attempted to struggle within the organic bindings which held to her to center of the wall. It was a relatively short lived struggle, however, as the snapping of those tendrils would at least make her cease such futile efforts until a new plan was conceived in her head. Then the wall hiding away her prison parted to make way for the Ghosts capturer, as Nova gave a cold glare at the first sight of the Queen of Blades herself. Her head remained a touch groggy, but the Ghost remembered the series of events which lead up to her current predicament. In particular, her mind flashed over the attempt at taking down Kerrigan following the successful capture of Jim Raynor. More so, she remembered how she underestimated the disgusting figure which stood before her this instant. The anger and a hint of embarrassment evident in her eyes, but the steely blonde kept a relatively cool composure. That is, until she uttered those few, damning words of Mengsks fate. .You lie. She spoke with a break in her voice which showed a lack of conviction in believing Kerrigans words to be false that calm, steely gaze having taken a turn as Novas eyes widened over the news, before narrowing into an intense scowl. No. No, youre not lying, are you? The Ghost conceded while not having broken her gaze away from the Queen of Blades for a second hers arms pulling in vain against their bindings while stating with a relatively calm, yet harsher tone, Theyll have your head for what youve done today. And unless youre only keeping me alive long enough to brag in person before finishing the job? Then Im going to be the one who brings it to them. There was a harshness within her voice, but perhaps a hint of being wounded at the loss of a man, a figure, whom she had come to dedicate herself so fully toward over the years. As her arms began to relent on their pull at the unyielding binds which kept her from attempting to finish what she started, the Ghost began to attempt in composing herself as she took in several deep breaths hey eyes closing shut for a few moments, before opening them to indeed show a slightly more composed Nova who inquired with a continued sense of aggression, Why am I still alive?
Thread: SCII: Changing (Venus5 & darjeeling)

I have no cause to lie. Despite it all, the barest hint of a smirk danced across her lips a single thread of satisfaction embroidered between emotions uncharacteristic of a Zerg, pure or not. She observed the female terran coolly as the blonde struggled against her bonds, not out of keen interest but in a way one might take note of a small animal in a cage. That was what the woman was, after all. Abathur sounded eager to get his spindly appendages over the Ghost and make revolutionary changes, much like he had done with Zagara. The Queen would have allowed it had it not been for the simple fact she was not his to toy with. Her wings swayed as Kerrigan shifted her weight from one leg to the other, then shrugged lightly. Who is it you speak of? With Mengsk dead, Korhal is in disarray and turmoil. The Dominion is no match for my Swarm. At the blonde's empty albeit brave threat, she sneered ever so slightly and raise an eyebrow. You should watch your tongue. Despite her captive's potential psionic capabilities, Kerrigan felt no fear. She had been through too much to feel any such thing and being threatened on her very own leviathan was laughable. Kerrigan took a step forward, the lashing tendrils ceasing their frenzied movements in an instant. She did not know this woman but there was a familiarity there, hidden deep within her memories of a time she both longed for and to forget. The terran's tone was not disregarded either, though Kerrigan kept the revelation well away from her expression. She'd heard it before - the tinge of something precious taken so sudden, but rather than feel pity for the soldier, there was nothing. Mengsk deserved to die and no amount of sadness for him would atone for his crimes. She looked upon the kidnapped Ghost as Kerrigan considered the woman's inquiry. To be researched, to be assimilated, to fill the spreading void which sweet vengeance should have filled. This woman was responsible, or at least partially so. She hadn't given it much thought, but the sudden realization and recollection of Jim's death made her brow furrow fiercely and she took the remaining steps required so that she stood a mere foot away from her prisoner. The appendages which sprouted from the walls were sturdy enough to keep her on the ground, so Kerrigan leaned forward and placed a single viciously sharp claw beneath the blonde's chin and tilted her face upwards. Her eyes remained a clear, silvery purple hue though the violet streaks never faded in its shimmer. The pointed tip of her finger pricked into the blonde's skin as the masked smirk made itself more apparent. What is your name? Kerrigan asked finally. She was not obligated to answer any questions a Dominion solider might have for her. Or shall I give you one?