The Invisible (Jelsa)

Chapter XIII

The wedding was so beautiful, Elsa thought with a smile. But, of course, she was more excited for what came after. She stayed around the required and respected amount of time, as people came up to talk to her and Jack. She could tell Jack was itching to get away too, because of the way he kept looking at her.

Frey finally released them with a smile, and her husband grinned. "There will be an heir within the year." He said with a nod.

FROZEN

Her fancy wedding clothes were torn off before the door was even completely locked. She had, once a date had been set, decided to wait for the one moment, and Jack had been very understanding. Not to say it wasn't difficult for him; he'd been waiting for this night for what seemed to be his whole life.

"You're a king now." Elsa moaned against his skin in between his passionate kisses.

"You're still my queen." He ran his cold fingertips up her sides, to where her corset was laced and quickly used his nimble fingers to unlace the back. Her body was let free with a gasp of relief from herself, and she pulled him onto the bed.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered when she was fully revealed to him, for the first time. She blushed and tried to hide herself with her arms, but he pulled them away, "Don't hide from me. You have no reason."

"Are you just going to talk to me all night, Jack?" She asked with a rush of confidence, as she slowly pulled her fingertips all over his pale skin.

"'Course not." He leaned down, sucking on the sensitive skin at the junction of his neck, and Elsa let out the most delightful noise.

"You tease." She challenged, but even as she spoke, she was tracing her fingers at the edge of his underpants. He gave her a haughty smile.

"It's what I do best." He agreed.

"Quiet you." She announced, and pulled him down to her, "But Odin, I love you."

FROZEN

Jack woke up the day after their wedding in such a bliss that he thought that his frost powers wouldn't work he was so warm and sunny. Elsa's hair was such a mess, and in such, he felt proud that he was the main reason for that.

A note was slipped under the door, and Jack read it with a chuckle. During the wedding festivities, yesterday, Anna's daughter was born. The queen's sister must be livid. He could imagine her stomping around, in her state of anger at her sister and her 'fake' husband who had just rocked Elsa's world last night, upset that the birth of her precious daughter was overshadowed. Jack new Anna to be a good person, but he would understand the feelings she was experiencing about believing her sister was completely mental. He didn't blame her much. But of course, Alfsol was creating a bond with his uncle, and therefore his mother would one day have to believe. Jack was confident.

He went back to the bed, buck naked, and sat down where he'd woken. The movement disturbed the queen who made a noise of content. She woke up, blinking at him.

"Well, you look pleased." She commented with a smile, tugging the sheets over her exposed figure. He sunk back under the blankets, pulling their bodies together, flesh against flesh.

"Are you not?" He asked.

"Of course I am. I've never been happier." She assured, and smirked, "Someone's ready for a repeat of last night." She observed.

"Are you kidding? I've been waiting to take you since I met you." He admitted, "But I've been a good boy, waiting three years. Three years of pent-up sexual frustration, m'lady."

Elsa chuckled, "Oh, poor you." She said with faux sympathy. Jack flipped her onto his back, and Elsa gave a shriek of laughter. Jack gave a moan.

"Odin, Elsa, you don't know what you do to me." He whispered in a throaty voice.

"Are you mad? Do you not see what you do to me in return?" She asked foxishly, moving with his sexual advances.

Jack looked at the locked door with a grin, "Well, thank Odin it's our honeymoon and we're not expected back to our regular duties for a whole week. Because except when you have to go to the bathroom, I'm never letting you out of here."