Author Note:
First Jelsa fanfic here. Rated M just 'cause there was a tiny bit of smut. I wasn't really inspired by anything, it's just, there hasn't been enough Jelsa smut around here (I'm sure I'm not the first to say this - or the last). It's short, I'm sorry. Don't expect good stuff from me (honest).
Reviews are very much appreciated. I'll consider doing a sequel.

The sun was shining warmly in Arendelle, as any other day would. Their Queen has learnt to control her frosty powers, and there hasn't been any snow and ice summer since three years ago. Despite the warm rays and great weather, there was something off in Arendelle. Its people had worried faces and the air was filled with stress.

What, you may wonder, will make the citizens worry and fear after that "Eternal Winter" accident? Apparently, they all love their Queen so much that when a scream muffled through the castle walls, they all rushed to the main gate to see what's wrong.

-Yesterday night-

"Elsa!" Anna hurried out of her room when she heard a scream from her sister's room. "Elsa!" she knocked on the wooden door furiously.

Another scream came from the other side of the door, only this time, it was softer.

Anna's hands continued to pound on the door until she heard something she had never heard before – a moan. Her hands stopped in mid-air. Suddenly, she understood what was happening. Whispering a soft sorry, she held her laughter and walked back to her room.

-Elsa's POV-

This position I'm in is not fitted for a Queen. No Queen should be on all fours, begging to come, and trying to conceal her moans. Especially one that has powers that can freeze a country literally.

"Jack," I whispered, "Please – "

"Please what?" He smirked from behind.

"Let me – mmm," Damn body. Traitor.

"Let you what, my dear snowflake?" I feel his smirk growing, as his shaft is.

"Come," I spoke through clench teeth.

"Don't hold back your voice, my Queen," he said as he inserted another finger into me.

Jackson Overland Frost. You –

"Ahn," Why did he remove it? I was on the verge.

"I want to hear your voice, my Queen," I hear him say, "I want all your moans and groans and whims and cries. Now, say my name," he said as he filled me all of a sudden.

"Aah!" I cried out as I feel the sudden pang in my lower half. It feels so good. He feels so good. He pull back his shaft almost all the way out, and then plunged it back into me again. The same action repeated and repeated for who knows how long. The pool of heat at my abdomen gathered, and with one last thrust, bright white light appeared.

I screamed, and then everything went black.

-The Next Day, Elsa's POV-

My eyes flutter open, trying to concentrate on what happened, I sat up.

"Hey, " a voice said beside me.

Jack.

"I would've done it gentler if I knew you would faint," he smirked.

"Shut up," I muttered when I realised that he was teasing me.

"Yesterday night was great, Elsa," he said as he moved closer to me, "And that scream was the best," he grinned.

"S – Shut up."

A silent moment passed between us, "If you would've just let me come, I wouldn't have fainted," I said after a while.

"Next time, just say 'Let me come'," and with that, he ginned one of his boyish grins.

With that grin, don't blame me if I pound on you now.