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[Frozen/Tangled] new-opened flower (Anna/Rapunzel)
Title: new-opened flower
Fandom: Frozen/Tangled
Length: 1502 words
Prompt: Porn Battle XV (never posted): Disney Princesses, Anna (Frozen)/Rapunzel, sugar, hyper, sleepover, truth, dare
Pairing: Anna/Rapunzel
Other: Rated NC-17 for explicit sex. PWP.
Excerpt: "I dare you to kiss me," Rapunzel said, and Anna went for it. She thought, afterwards, that she had been waiting for it, even though that made no sense. She loved spending time with Kristoff and kissing him, but then again, the world was wide. It wouldn't hurt to try kissing a few more people just to see what it was like.
It started with a dare, which wouldn't surprise anyone who knew the two of them well. Truth or dare was a requirement at sleepovers, Rapunzel had told Anna. Anna hadn't needed any convincing. She had been thrilled with the idea of a sleepover when it was proposed, and she was still drunk on the possibilities that had opened up to her now that her sister had opened the castle gates for good. It didn't matter to Anna that both of the women were a little old for sleepovers. She still wanted the experience, and Rapunzel did too.
Right now, her sister was deep in talks with Rapunzel's parents about trading rights. Kristoff and Eugene were off trying to drink each other under the table. (Neither woman was supposed to know this, but they often knew more than others would credit. Any good princess learns to listen at keyholes early on.) Anna had spent a lot of nights alone, and she wasn't going to turn down an opportunity to do something else.
Truth or dare popped up after other requisite sleepover activities, all proposed by Rapunzel, who had read extensively on the subject. They'd already changed into their nightgowns as soon as the sun went down, braided each other's hair (well, Rapunzel had done Anna's, anyway, and sighed a little), and had a giggly pillow fight.
Now they were curled up together on Anna's bed, heads inclined together, hands clasped.
"Truth," Rapunzel decided. Anna had just finished a dare to hold her breath as long as she possibly could; she'd only made it about a minute before she burst into laughter at the funny faces Rapunzel made in response.
"So," Anna whispered, because whispering was what you did at sleepovers, "how far have you and Eugene gone?" She lifted her eyebrows and tried not to snicker.
"Gone? Oh, you mean like--" Rapunzel began, and then she blushed. "Um."
"You don't have to answer if you don't want to," Anna said hurriedly. She could feel a flush rising on her own cheeks.
"No, it's okay," Rapunzel said. She twisted a lock of hair around her finger and whispered, "Not very much. He keeps saying my father would kill him. But that seems silly to me. He's my dad, not my jailer."
"Plus, who is going to tell him?" Anna said, and they both laughed.
"Okay," Rapunzel said. "Truth or dare?"
Anna met Rapunzel's eyes for a long moment. "Dare," she decided.
"I dare you to kiss me," Rapunzel said, and Anna went for it. She thought, afterwards, that she had been waiting for it, even though that made no sense. She loved spending time with Kristoff and kissing him, but then again, the world was wide. It wouldn't hurt to try kissing a few more people just to see what it was like.
Rapunzel's lips were soft and she smelled really good, like flowers and clean linen. Her lips parted easily and she tasted like the chocolate they'd had before climbing into bed. It made Anna ravenous, but not for sweets.
They parted, and after a moment's silence Anna said, "Was that okay?"
In response, Rapunzel kissed her again, squeezing their clasped hands so much it almost hurt. She had a kind of desperation in her face that Anna recognized after a moment. She looked like Elsa had when she first emerged from her prison of a bedroom. She looked like she was holding everything in, and at that moment, Anna wanted to give her whatever she needed. She reached out to brush Rapunzel's cheek, and then leaned into their third kiss.
This one was longer, more leisurely, as Anna traced her fingers down Rapunzel's arm. Rapunzel shifted, sheets rustling, to be closer.
"What do you want to do?" Anna asked, letting her hand rest on the curve of Rapunzel's hip.
"Is this still truth or dare?" Rapunzel asked. There was color high in her cheeks still, but this time it wasn't embarrassment.
"No," Anna said, smiling. "Just you and me. And you told me that when girls share secrets at a sleepover, they never pass them on to anyone else. So go ahead."
"I really want to have sex," Rapunzel said, letting it all in a rush. She drew in another brush and then exhaled slowly. "I just do! There's nothing wrong with it, I'm tired of waiting!"
Anna had heard Rapunzel's story, or at least the rumors that were public. She figured that Rapunzel had run out of patience living in that tower. She couldn't imagine it. At least Anna had had the run of the castle and its grounds. So she wasn't too surprised.
"Well, I've never -- I -- me too," Anna admitted, and they just looked at each other in surprise for a moment before they started kissing again.
The kissing was nice. They did that for a while, Rapunzel petting Anna's hair until it became loose and messy. Anna pulled back to look at Rapunzel, whose lips were red and swollen with kissing. She liked the sight a lot. Her own body ached to be pressed close to someone else's.
"Roll onto your back," she said to Rapunzel, and when Rapunzel did, she got on top of her, settling her hips over Rapunzel's. This eased some of the ache and Rapunzel strained up against her with wanting.
Rapunzel reached up to touch Anna's breasts through her nightdress, and it was wonderful. She pushed against Rapunzel, making her gasp. Then they froze, guiltily quiet for a moment, as if expecting someone to hear them. After a moment, they grinned at each other, releasing the tension.
"Take your gown off," Rapunzel said, and Anna leaned up enough to do so, and then pushed Rapunzel's up so that she could see her breasts. It only seemed fair. Rapunzel's breasts were small and almost flat since she was lying on her back. Her areolas were a soft pink that Anna immediately loved, and without any further consideration, she leaned down to lick.
It was as if Rapunzel had been electrified, but in a good way. Her whole body tensed into Anna's.
"Is that okay?" Anna whispered. Rapunzel nodded, so Anna switched to the other nipple, because that seemed fair. She liked the feel on her tongue, the gentle give and softness. She had seen Kristoff's chest once and it wasn't anything like this. It was interesting in completely different ways, but that didn't matter right now. She wasn't going to be distracted.
Especially since Rapunzel seemed to have re-discovered her own equilibrium, and was now exploring Anna's skin with her hands. She became more confident as she went, tracing her nails across Anna's neck until Anna shivered.
"I'd like to paint you," Rapunzel said. "Just like this..."
Anna bit down and Rapunzel squeaked. Anna lifted her head a little to take a look. She had left a little mark just under Rapunzel's breast, and rather liked the idea. She thought that Rapunzel might need some more of those.
But Rapunzel reached up and tickled Anna in the ribs, and Anna giggled until she was able to fall on her side and away from Rapunzel's touches. Rapunzel's motivation for this was immediately apparent, as she hurriedly removed her nightgown, and after a moment, she slid her underwear down her hips. Anna thought it made sense to reciprocate. They tucked themselves under the covers together, facing each other on their sides. It was easier to explore this way, and Rapunzel's hands roamed Anna's body, skimming over her hips and across her thighs. Anna tangled their legs together and kissed Rapunzel's neck.
Anna became caught up in touch: in touching Rapunzel, in being touched. Her body was strung tight like a wire and she was incredibly wet, so much she could hardly stand it.
"I dare you to touch me," she said, and before she could finish the words, Rapunzel was fumbling at Anna's clit. It felt so good that she had to do the same, and found, happily, that Rapunzel was just as aroused. She slipped her fingers into Rapunzel, listened to her squeal and moan and sigh, like it was a new language she needed to figure out. She could feel her own body building something from Rapunzel's hands, feel her abdomen tense and her own voice shudder. Rapunzel was the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen, the opposite of ice, a thawing.
Anna came, her vision reddening, her joy unbridled. Suddenly, touching wasn't enough. She pushed clumsily at Rapunzel's hips, and Rapunzel got the idea, shifting onto her back and spreading her thighs. Anna loved the taste of her and the warmth of her legs on Anna's shoulders. She hoped that enthusiasm was substitute for expertise, and luckily it seemed to be. Rapunzel came in quaking shudders after only a couple minutes, hand in her mouth to muffle the sound.
Exhilarated and exhausted, Anna squirmed back up to eye level with Rapunzel.
"So, truth or dare?" Anna said, and Rapunzel smiled.
Fandom: Frozen/Tangled
Length: 1502 words
Prompt: Porn Battle XV (never posted): Disney Princesses, Anna (Frozen)/Rapunzel, sugar, hyper, sleepover, truth, dare
Pairing: Anna/Rapunzel
Other: Rated NC-17 for explicit sex. PWP.
Excerpt: "I dare you to kiss me," Rapunzel said, and Anna went for it. She thought, afterwards, that she had been waiting for it, even though that made no sense. She loved spending time with Kristoff and kissing him, but then again, the world was wide. It wouldn't hurt to try kissing a few more people just to see what it was like.
It started with a dare, which wouldn't surprise anyone who knew the two of them well. Truth or dare was a requirement at sleepovers, Rapunzel had told Anna. Anna hadn't needed any convincing. She had been thrilled with the idea of a sleepover when it was proposed, and she was still drunk on the possibilities that had opened up to her now that her sister had opened the castle gates for good. It didn't matter to Anna that both of the women were a little old for sleepovers. She still wanted the experience, and Rapunzel did too.
Right now, her sister was deep in talks with Rapunzel's parents about trading rights. Kristoff and Eugene were off trying to drink each other under the table. (Neither woman was supposed to know this, but they often knew more than others would credit. Any good princess learns to listen at keyholes early on.) Anna had spent a lot of nights alone, and she wasn't going to turn down an opportunity to do something else.
Truth or dare popped up after other requisite sleepover activities, all proposed by Rapunzel, who had read extensively on the subject. They'd already changed into their nightgowns as soon as the sun went down, braided each other's hair (well, Rapunzel had done Anna's, anyway, and sighed a little), and had a giggly pillow fight.
Now they were curled up together on Anna's bed, heads inclined together, hands clasped.
"Truth," Rapunzel decided. Anna had just finished a dare to hold her breath as long as she possibly could; she'd only made it about a minute before she burst into laughter at the funny faces Rapunzel made in response.
"So," Anna whispered, because whispering was what you did at sleepovers, "how far have you and Eugene gone?" She lifted her eyebrows and tried not to snicker.
"Gone? Oh, you mean like--" Rapunzel began, and then she blushed. "Um."
"You don't have to answer if you don't want to," Anna said hurriedly. She could feel a flush rising on her own cheeks.
"No, it's okay," Rapunzel said. She twisted a lock of hair around her finger and whispered, "Not very much. He keeps saying my father would kill him. But that seems silly to me. He's my dad, not my jailer."
"Plus, who is going to tell him?" Anna said, and they both laughed.
"Okay," Rapunzel said. "Truth or dare?"
Anna met Rapunzel's eyes for a long moment. "Dare," she decided.
"I dare you to kiss me," Rapunzel said, and Anna went for it. She thought, afterwards, that she had been waiting for it, even though that made no sense. She loved spending time with Kristoff and kissing him, but then again, the world was wide. It wouldn't hurt to try kissing a few more people just to see what it was like.
Rapunzel's lips were soft and she smelled really good, like flowers and clean linen. Her lips parted easily and she tasted like the chocolate they'd had before climbing into bed. It made Anna ravenous, but not for sweets.
They parted, and after a moment's silence Anna said, "Was that okay?"
In response, Rapunzel kissed her again, squeezing their clasped hands so much it almost hurt. She had a kind of desperation in her face that Anna recognized after a moment. She looked like Elsa had when she first emerged from her prison of a bedroom. She looked like she was holding everything in, and at that moment, Anna wanted to give her whatever she needed. She reached out to brush Rapunzel's cheek, and then leaned into their third kiss.
This one was longer, more leisurely, as Anna traced her fingers down Rapunzel's arm. Rapunzel shifted, sheets rustling, to be closer.
"What do you want to do?" Anna asked, letting her hand rest on the curve of Rapunzel's hip.
"Is this still truth or dare?" Rapunzel asked. There was color high in her cheeks still, but this time it wasn't embarrassment.
"No," Anna said, smiling. "Just you and me. And you told me that when girls share secrets at a sleepover, they never pass them on to anyone else. So go ahead."
"I really want to have sex," Rapunzel said, letting it all in a rush. She drew in another brush and then exhaled slowly. "I just do! There's nothing wrong with it, I'm tired of waiting!"
Anna had heard Rapunzel's story, or at least the rumors that were public. She figured that Rapunzel had run out of patience living in that tower. She couldn't imagine it. At least Anna had had the run of the castle and its grounds. So she wasn't too surprised.
"Well, I've never -- I -- me too," Anna admitted, and they just looked at each other in surprise for a moment before they started kissing again.
The kissing was nice. They did that for a while, Rapunzel petting Anna's hair until it became loose and messy. Anna pulled back to look at Rapunzel, whose lips were red and swollen with kissing. She liked the sight a lot. Her own body ached to be pressed close to someone else's.
"Roll onto your back," she said to Rapunzel, and when Rapunzel did, she got on top of her, settling her hips over Rapunzel's. This eased some of the ache and Rapunzel strained up against her with wanting.
Rapunzel reached up to touch Anna's breasts through her nightdress, and it was wonderful. She pushed against Rapunzel, making her gasp. Then they froze, guiltily quiet for a moment, as if expecting someone to hear them. After a moment, they grinned at each other, releasing the tension.
"Take your gown off," Rapunzel said, and Anna leaned up enough to do so, and then pushed Rapunzel's up so that she could see her breasts. It only seemed fair. Rapunzel's breasts were small and almost flat since she was lying on her back. Her areolas were a soft pink that Anna immediately loved, and without any further consideration, she leaned down to lick.
It was as if Rapunzel had been electrified, but in a good way. Her whole body tensed into Anna's.
"Is that okay?" Anna whispered. Rapunzel nodded, so Anna switched to the other nipple, because that seemed fair. She liked the feel on her tongue, the gentle give and softness. She had seen Kristoff's chest once and it wasn't anything like this. It was interesting in completely different ways, but that didn't matter right now. She wasn't going to be distracted.
Especially since Rapunzel seemed to have re-discovered her own equilibrium, and was now exploring Anna's skin with her hands. She became more confident as she went, tracing her nails across Anna's neck until Anna shivered.
"I'd like to paint you," Rapunzel said. "Just like this..."
Anna bit down and Rapunzel squeaked. Anna lifted her head a little to take a look. She had left a little mark just under Rapunzel's breast, and rather liked the idea. She thought that Rapunzel might need some more of those.
But Rapunzel reached up and tickled Anna in the ribs, and Anna giggled until she was able to fall on her side and away from Rapunzel's touches. Rapunzel's motivation for this was immediately apparent, as she hurriedly removed her nightgown, and after a moment, she slid her underwear down her hips. Anna thought it made sense to reciprocate. They tucked themselves under the covers together, facing each other on their sides. It was easier to explore this way, and Rapunzel's hands roamed Anna's body, skimming over her hips and across her thighs. Anna tangled their legs together and kissed Rapunzel's neck.
Anna became caught up in touch: in touching Rapunzel, in being touched. Her body was strung tight like a wire and she was incredibly wet, so much she could hardly stand it.
"I dare you to touch me," she said, and before she could finish the words, Rapunzel was fumbling at Anna's clit. It felt so good that she had to do the same, and found, happily, that Rapunzel was just as aroused. She slipped her fingers into Rapunzel, listened to her squeal and moan and sigh, like it was a new language she needed to figure out. She could feel her own body building something from Rapunzel's hands, feel her abdomen tense and her own voice shudder. Rapunzel was the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen, the opposite of ice, a thawing.
Anna came, her vision reddening, her joy unbridled. Suddenly, touching wasn't enough. She pushed clumsily at Rapunzel's hips, and Rapunzel got the idea, shifting onto her back and spreading her thighs. Anna loved the taste of her and the warmth of her legs on Anna's shoulders. She hoped that enthusiasm was substitute for expertise, and luckily it seemed to be. Rapunzel came in quaking shudders after only a couple minutes, hand in her mouth to muffle the sound.
Exhilarated and exhausted, Anna squirmed back up to eye level with Rapunzel.
"So, truth or dare?" Anna said, and Rapunzel smiled.