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“A man that saved my country. A man that took a sword to the chest for me, A man that has worked so hard for his redemption, A man who is my best friend and A man that makes me laugh. A man that is fiercely loyal, A man whose smile can weaken my knees, A man that Is the reason I get up in the morning, and the man that I love with every ounce of my soul.” Her chest burned, as her eyes teemed with a growing fire.

Elsa leans in dangerously close, his trembling breath tickling her face. She brings a hand to cradle his jawline, he doesn’t protest, for every part of his body screamed for her to move closer, his mind however wanted to push her back, for she would ruin herself with him.

Her other hand carefully rubbed his chest, the source of her torment for those few weeks, he was so close to death. His hand intertwined with hers, resting on his chest, his green gaze not leaving her blue ones.

“I’m struggling to string these words together. Hans, these past few weeks have made me realise, I don’t want to be your friend anymore, I want to wake up in your bed, every day for the rest of my life. I cannot live without you.”

His mouth tenderly met hers, his thumb stroking her cheek. She grinned against his mouth, and kissed him again with more fervour.

She was flooded with a warmth that spread from her chest.

She felt relief as his tongue entered her mouth as their kiss progressed, with one arm she had pressed into the hard muscle of his back she squeezed him closer, the other hand gripping his hair as heat rushed south.

She walked them back, into the wall, the sensation of his body, so close to hers sent shivers down her spine.

She moaned into his mouth, her body pressing closer to his. His spare hand cupped her breast, her tongue fighting his for entry of his mouth.

“Hans” she gasped.

He abruptly pulled away “We can’t .. we shouldn’t”

His mind was saying no.

But his desires were saying an absolute yes.

“Hans.”

“Elsa, you’re a Queen, I have just committed treason”

“Your Queen commands you to commit it again” She smirked as she crashed her mouth to his once again, to which was a grave mistake for his body had no semblance of control. Any sense of his gentlemanly upbringing had completely vanished as her dangerous mouth enticed him in like a viper with her prey.

“I love you, all of you” he whispered into her ear “I have done so, for quite some time”

“I have fantasised myself as being the man to take your virtue, the man responsible for your pleasure” he teased as he nibbled on her earlobe before trailing to that sweet spot behind her ear.

“Hans” she moaned, the fingers that had threaded through his locks clenched as her hips bucked to meet his.

Her fingers trailed down his chest, past his naval over his waistband, where he moaned into her mouth, as she massaged and squeezed lightly.

She smirked as she felt him quickly harden at her touch.

“We have to stop” He broke their passionate kiss, this was more of an instruction to himself rather than the Queen.

“Don’t” She begged “Please”

“Elsa, we cannot, as much as we both want to. We cannot do what is reserved for that of a husband and Wife.”

“Marry me then!” She boldly suggested.

“What?” His brow puckered , the Admiral was taken aback “You can’t be serious”

“Oh but I am” She panted, her eyes narrowed with lust.

“Elsa, but your council”

“I am Queen, you’re technically a Prince, an Admiral who has served his Queen faithfully, on paper we are more than a fine match.” She explained.

“As long as we are willing produce two male heirs and are quick in this endeavour, they cannot protest this.” She paused.

“Whilst yes there may be scandal for a while, that will fade, with time. Hans why sacrifice our whole life together for a small moment of embarrassment.”

“I don’t care what they think, I only worry about what it will do to you.” His thumb gently traced her bottom lip.

“Please just say yes, Marry Me Hans”

“Morning, my love” Hans whispered, as to not disturb their son quite yet, he carefully leant down and pressed a light kiss to her temple.

“Morning” Elsa leant towards his touch with a soft smile on her lips. She then carefully takes her babe into her arms, her index finger lightly tracing his little nose.

“Is it all up to scratch?” Hans queried as he sat in the window seat, Elsa stood from her chair, babe in arm, and she sat against her husband's chest, inhaling his scent as she nestled her face into the crook of his neck.

“Yes, you have taught Anna well, more so than I could have, but then again you have more patience. I on the other hand, find Anna challenging at times”.

“I am an expert at dealing with challenging siblings. Anna doesn’t mean to get frustrated and angry, she just takes your criticism as rejection, all she wants is to please you. Anna is a very intelligent woman, and I think God forbid if it does, but Arendelle would be safe in her hands should the worst happen to us”.

“I can sleep a little better at night then at least” Elsa jested “I am glad she has you to open up to, at least, I am not the best communicator” She sighed her grin dropping into an insecure frown.

“Are you alright? You’re quieter than normal”’.

“I am just tired darling”.

“Elsa why don’t you go rest, I can finish off for you?”

“Is it alright if we stay like this for a while”.

“Of course,” he smiled, amused at his Queen.

He wrapped an arm around his goddess, whilst the other arm cradled their son, supporting Elsa’s arm further.

“I love you” She murmured, savouring this moment in her mind, for it was so very rare for them to have quiet and peaceful intimacy with her family.

“I love you more” Hans uttered back to her.

“How has your training been going?”

“Challenging, no matter what I do let this monster out, the pain, it’s just too much, so I give up before I can even transform”.

“Yelena says that I need to relax, and not to be scared to give up control. It’s easy for her to say, I am still new to this, it’s not even been a year since I first discovered I had this magic and any memory I had of it prior is long gone” Hans sighed.

“My love, you will get the hang of it, you’re strong, and your magic is powerful, more so than my own, I have never seen anything like it. It seems to me that it is less of a battle for the body and more of the mind, you need to allow yourself to feel those uncomfortable emotions that the physical pain brings.” Elsa lifts her head from his shoulder, so that her eyes could meet his.

“You can do this, I believe in you” she paused before turning her attention to the sleeping prince “Harry will one day be in your position, and any future children that we may have, may also inherit this ability, and therefore they will need their father to guide them, so take your time in learning the ability properly.”

“I am terrified for him” Hans furrowed his brow.

“No one wants to see their child suffer Hans, which is why we as parents have to do everything, we can prepare them for the worst”.

“For me, that means educating him in the ways of politics and this way of life, for you that will be showing him the ways of magic, of battle, and together we will show him the love of a real family.”

“He doesn’t need me for that, he has a pretty badass mother who can show him all of those things.” Hans teased.

“Please” Elsa scoffed “My magic, and my battle skills pale in comparison”.

“I think you could beat me in a battle”.

“Maybe before you had your magic, I stood a chance, but now.” She shrugged.

“Elsa, why do I have a feeling this is about more than just Harry”.

“Now I am a mother, I worry that I will lose my old self, the woman that could tame the elements herself, a woman who could best pirates in a sword fight, a woman who could reduce a kingdom to her knees with the wave of a hand”.

“Elsa you are still that woman. If anything, becoming a mother has made you stronger, and you can still do those things, as your husband I promise you, we will do this as a team, you don’t have to lose yourself.”

“You’re amazing Elsa” he paused “I love you regardless of those things, I would love you in every lifetime and any circumstance, heck we could be simple farmers for all I care, no magic, no money or titles. Elsa, I just love you, as does Harry”.

Elsa brushed her nose tenderly with his before the king gently captured her mouth with his lips, Elsa let out a hum, as her free hand reached up to cup his jaw.

Harry began to stir, crying and cranky as he was rooting for his mother’s breast, he was hungry..

“Well hello to you too, mister!” Elsa chuckled, pulling away from her husband's mouth, with a smirk towards her grouchy infant who certainly had an appetite.

“Harry, not cool” Hans teased, which earned him a playful glare from the icy blonde.

Elsa adjusted her bodice, her ice magic working its wonders to quickly remove any obstacles from the babe satisfying its hunger. Which instantly quelled the little one’s cries.

“The council have really been pushing for me to get a milk nurse, they find the whole process of me having to leave to feed him in peace tedious and a waste of time.”

“I tried to explain to them that milk from their mother is better for babies and I only want what’s best for our son, but they would not have it, they are far too stuck in the past”.

Hans had to suppress his temper that started to bubble, for he couldn’t understand why the council would not respect their wishes, and he couldn’t understand why Elsa was getting the blame for this decision when it was one that they had decided on together.

“Why do they always do this when I am not present, they wouldn’t dare if I had been there. I’ll sort it, my love.” Hans’ chest heaved; Elsa tensed for she could feel his pulse racing.

“Hans, take a breath, anger is not good for you or your magic.”

Hans just sighed and buried his face into her hair, which earned him a laugh from Elsa, at his stubbornness and determination against those who’d seek to hurt their family.

“It’s okay, Hans not everyone is out to do harm to us, the council are just thinking about getting the job done quickly and to a time schedule, but unfortunately babies do not work that way”.

“I want another one” Elsa smiled down at her beautiful child.

Hans blanched “So soon?” He gulped it had barely been two weeks since Harry had arrived.

“Well not quite yet, but eventually, yes.”

“Are you up to the task, husband?” Elsa smirks flirtatiously, which pulls a bright flush of red onto his cheeks at her subtle hint of seduction.