Getting Away With Murder

Anna shuddered as his knee pressed between her thighs- she was indeed vulnerable, naked while he was fully clothed- and it made her feel good. Things were right again. She winced a little bit as the rounded porcelain edge of the sink dug into her hip, but smiled as he sucked and bit at her throat. He growled out his words and she was hasty to obey.

Anna returned the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck and practically melting- melting in a way she hadn’t for a month. No, more than a month. She had not let him touch her of his own volition in two months now. This kiss reminded her that she needed it very much.

He felt the urgency in her, nails and kiss and smelling the sweet scent of arousal that practically dripped from her pours. The dragon had been starving for this. It didn't take much for Hans to soon have her penned against the bathroom sink, knee pressed between her thighs as the hand he'd been using to hold hers had let go to simply hike up her leg and drag nails along the fair skin and behind to squeeze a cheek as he growled.

Anna watched him, squeezed his hand and shook her head. She wasn’t sure it was going to be alright. She wasn’t aware of what the magic would do to his heart if left unchecked. She remembered they went to trolls for her, so long ago, but- there was no way folk like them would help her now.

Hans looked puzzled when she unclipped the leash but he didn't ponder on it for long, bringing his other hand to gently cup her face and tilting it upwards so he could firmly press his lips against hers.

Anna stared, wide-eyed, as he spoke. She was frustrated, at first- why didnt he tell her?! She had a huge, white, un-changable strand in her hair since they met, she’d had it since she was a child- when Elsa struck her head.

Hans reached to take her hand when she started to look distressed, curling fingers protectively around hers. "Shh, relax. We'll figure something out. And it's been little over a month. It hasn't killed me. So what if my hair turns white? I'm a being of fire. It can't hurt me that badly."

Anna stood, leash around her wrist, but she didn’t even think about tugging on it like she usually might. She just took him to the bathroom and made him face the mirror.

Hans followed her as always and when they reached the bathroom, he tensed at the sight in the mirror as she brushed back his hair for him to see the much more obvious white. Now he knew that wasn't there in the morning.

Anna nodded and swallowed hard. She was tired of keeping Hans at a distance. She was tired of not feeling him close. She looked over at him, sitting up on her elbows. She wanted to stop with the rules, just for a night, but she knew if she did that all her power would be pointless. He would know there was a crack in her armor. 

He closed his eyes while her fingers ran through his hair, letting himself calm down after the events of the day but frowned when she seemed bothered by something or other. Hans opened his eyes while he gave her a perplexed expression. "How long have I had what?" 

Anna watched him carefully all the while. She sensed that lust, knew he couldn’t hide it- and finally, when he asked if there was anything else-

The routine settled in and Anna was pleased with it, but now she was kind of…regretting it. A little.

Hans wordlessly stared down at her, eyes roaming her body at the request. Nose flared a bit and he had to suppress a sudden shiver that ran through him. Like ice in his veins.  A strange sensation he'd been getting more often lately.  And he was unaware of another white strand adding to his collection. 

"…Yes, you may." Anna looked as though she had to think about it, and then she simply leaned back on the bed’s headboard and grabbed for the remote.

Hans raised an eyebrow but relaxed then when it was his turn to finally eat something. Couldn't just live off of coffee. Well, he could, but he'd rather not. Meat was nice.

Anna bristled slightly, pausing at the fork to her mouth, as if contemplating. She clearly wasn’t sure how she even felt about that petname. She still felt that sweet, warm feeling in her chest when he said it, she still had the urge to brighten and grin with pride at being his princess, at being royalty at all-

Hans was smart, though. He noticed her bristling but she didn't correct him otherwise. So he let it be for now. Test it later. For now he let her eat and reached a hand to brush her lips with his thumb to get rid of some of the crumbs left over.

Anna wanted to hit him so bad she felt her fingers ache. She swallowed the bite and turned her head just slightly, but did not look away from him. She saw that toothy smile, knew exactly what he meant- but she wouldn’t resort to violence like that. It was uncouth, and besides, it would break the whole thing temporarily; physical altercations with her fiance very quickly became sexual. She didn’t need that.

He gave a little bit of a snort at her reaction, half expecting a smack but only getting a pat on the cheek instead. Hans narrowed his eyes a little at the condescending tone but continued to feed her.

Anna blinked a second or two, snapping from her daze, and looked down at the sausage- then back up at him. She shrugged a shoulder. If he didn’t want to tell her what his thoughts were, so be it.  She was going to have a good breakfast.

Han's lips pulled back into a toothy little smirk while she watched her take a bit. "Just realized this is likely the only meat you'll be letting yourself enjoy for a while." 

Anna watched him in turn, only ever moving her eyes to make sure she was actually taking in the food that he was feeding her. The eggs were finished and they had yet to look away from each other at all, so finally, she spoke.

Hans smirked ever so slightly since Anna had been paying attention just as much to him as he had been to her. "Hmm? Oh, nothing." He intended to look unbothered by the 'pet' comment and glanced down to what else was on the plate.

If Anna had not just finished with quite the round of sex, she would be after another. Actually, she was considering it anyway.

Hans' nose flared for a second in irritation but he followed her to the bed along with the tray as he carefully sat and let it rest over his lap while he grabbed the proper utensils from the tray.

Anna huffed a little at the interruption, but remembered it was breakfast. She glanced from him to the door, and then her smile broke out wide and long. “Yes. I do.” she muttered.

Hans should have expected it. He bit back a remark for now and headed to the door with her behind him with that stupid leash. "Coming," he announced when they knocked again. He could do this. Wasn't like he had anything to be ashamed of. He knew he was attractive, fine toned.

Anna smiled as he catered to her whims, as he kissed her shoulder but nowhere else. She shifted to settle into his lap as he started to massage her shoulders and neck with warm, comforting hands, larger and harder than her own.

Well, with her sitting on his lap and them both naked it probably wouldn't be so good for him in hindsight later, all things considering. Hans doubted he'd be allowed that privilege so soon. But he hummed in reply while he kept up the message, relaxing in the moment as well while he knew room service would be coming around any moment.