This is all smut, heads up, porn ahead. 1,000 words of smut.

"Mmmh, Elsa, there!" Moans and gasps and Elsa's hands roving over her skin, fingers burying to the knuckle into her, Anna was losing her mind. The smooth table underneath her wasn't cold to her nipples anymore but her arms were starting to hurt bracing herself under the force of Elsa's ministrations.

Elsa's other hand slid up and down her thigh, gods, her right hand finally hit it. That spot, curling into it, Anna's back arched even more, driving her hips down. Fingers sliding inside her, twitching up and down, pressuring and releasing, fuck.

Thumb on clit, "Aaahhhh," a little more, her toes curled, her mouth hung open, her eyes closed and she hit that verge. Almost, but not quite, her legs locking up and everything in her focused on those fingers continuing.

Another hand slid up to her pelvis and pressed up and there, there! Her head snapped down, there were explosions behind her eyes, her hips drove down even harder into Elsa's palm and she was shaking, quivering.

The ringing in her ears came to an end as Elsa finally let her rest on the table top, removing her fingers in just the right way to give Anna one last wash of bliss. Anna lay there, not really hearing anything, but feeling the tingling work its way from between her legs to her fingertips.

Elsa ran her hands over Anna's thighs and ass and back, pulling her slowly back to reality. "Mmmh, so, you lost."

Anna really didn't care at this point.

Earlier:

"Anna, this is truly a wonderful dinner." Elsa loved the chicken. Anna'd gotten much better at cooking.

"I'm glad!" Anna finished up the last of her own dinner with a smile.

"But you know you've already lost right?"

"I don't know what you're talking about"

"Your legs have been crossed this entire time, did you get the chair dirty?"

Elsa gave Anna that look. The one that set her insides on fire and when their eyes locked, Anna realized she really just didn't mind losing.

Anna let her eyes hood over, she knew that made Elsa go wind, and sauntered over to her wife, letting her hips roll with each step. She pushed Elsa's dishes out of the way, swung a leg over Elsa, who noticeably dropped her gaze, and hopped up onto the table.

Her apron covered just the right amount and the corners of her lips twitched up as Elsa's hands landed on her calves and began working their way up her legs. Anna liked this, so she put herself on display. She leaned back on her hands and wiggled her hips just enough to interrupt Elsa's thought process.

"Love, my lips aren't going to lick themselves clean," Anna sing-song-ed at Elsa. That got the desired effect. Elsa's hands rushed to lift the apron and the amount of wetness dripping out of Anna did nothing but speed up the blonde.

There was no preamble, no teasing or jests, Elsa just leaned in and latched onto Anna's clit. Anna didn't show it if she minded, her head already lolling back and the smile strewn across her face receded into her moans.

"Mmmh, so good Els." Elsa hooked her hands under Anna's thighs and pushed up, causing the true red-head to drop back against the table and lift her hips. Elsa's tongue was good for many things, including sharp retorts and wonderful logic, but this was definitely one of Anna's favorite uses for the appendage.

The pressure began on her inner lips, strong, broad strokes that soon moved to her entire core. Anna let her whole body relax into it as Elsa prepped her entrance. And then the appendage was inside and Anna jerked just a bit, bodily so she was best lined up to receive Elsa's tongue.

Anna lay with her hands above her head, soaking in the tingling beginning between her thighs. Elsa's hair tickled just a little too. The slow steady strokes felt almost like a massage and when Elsa's hands began squeezing and kneading her legs and sides she practically purred in appreciation.

Somehow the apron was gone and Elsa had at least seamed to rub every part of her, wonderfully too, and Anna was almost asleep because everything was glowing and warm and something changed between her legs. Elsa was not massaging anymore.

Her tongue was flicking and darting and the pressure was changing and Anna felt the heat in her stomach coil into a spring and jesus, Elsa could turn her on so fast. Anna's hips were already bucking and she moaned out, "god, Elsa, I was- ahh- practically asleep there."

A rush of air on a particularly sensitive part of Anna's anatomy had her hands groping for something to hold onto. Elsa raised her head with a smile, "mmh, I figured I should wake you back up. Flip over."

Anna was really turned on and really not sleepy anymore, Anna really wanted to flip over right now. Her torso was not the problem and she was mostly on her stomach when she realized Elsa's head was still between her thighs, "Elsa you have to- aaaahh"

Two fingers buried themselves to the knuckle in one quick push, curling up inside of Anna as Anna clenched around them. Elsa bit the beautiful thigh in front of her, gaining another moan, and pulled her fingers out, dragging them along Anna's inner walls the entire way.

Needless to say, this gained more moaning and more than a shudder or two.

Elsa extracted herself and buried her fingers again, this time turning Anna all the way onto her stomach, and twisting her fingers to the new position accordingly. She hiked up Anna's leg onto the table and buried her fingers again. Anna was squeezing around her and Elsa shuddered at the thought, she bent over and nipped along Anna's shoulders.

The heady rush began. She couldn't get enough. She curled her fingers more, pushed onto Anna's back, breathed in her sweat and lust. Elsa wanted more, Elsa needed Anna.

Her mouth opened with a groan, she felt the body beneath her shudder and arch into her. She bit a shoulder blade, sucking and licking, rolled her hand up Anna's stomach to her mouth. Anna's tongue came out obligingly and moaned around Elsa's fingers.

Elsa was gasping too, slamming one hand into Anna, the rolling of her hips meeting the thrust of her hand and Elsa had to marvel at how similar her fingers felt right now. Both encased in warmth and wetness. Elsa's hands were really sensitive and she loved the feel of Anna.

Her hand retracted from Anna's mouth and fell to her nipple, rolling an playing, "El-ssaaaahhh ah ah –" Elsa wanted it, wanted Anna to come for her.

She pulled back and stood up, using one hand to balance herself and added her thumb to Anna's clit. The change was immediate, Anna's legs straightened, her toes curled, her insides clenched and fluttered and Elsa held her right there for seconds.

And then she pressed on Anna's pelvis and thrust in at the same time and Anna came hard, gasping and twitching, her insides convulsing as she tried to curl into the table. Elsa kept stroking with the added pressure to Anna's pelvis, "come for me Anna, come again."

And again, Anna came, and Elsa bent over her to kiss her back and shoulders.

"Mmmh, so, you lost."

Not actually sure I can see right now. please inform me of spelling mistakes. this totally isn't an hour late.