Frozen: A Desire for More

Frozen: A Desire for More

Chapter 1

“I owe you a sled,” Anna presented Kristoff with a brand new sled near the docks of Arendelle. 

Kristoff blinked a few times, unbelieving. “Are you serious?”

“Yes!” Anna squealed. “And it’s the latest model.” 

“No, I can’t accept this,” Kristoff shook his head. 

“You have to!” Anna raised her finger, her eyes piercing him and her commanding  voice leaving him no escape. “No returns, no exchanges. Queen’s orders. She’s named you the official Arendelle Ice Master and Deliverer.” 

“What?” Kristoff gave her a doubtful glance. “That’s not a thing.” 

“Sure it is,” Anna waved him off. “And it even has a cup holder.” 

After a short moment of uncertainty, Anna decided to ask. “Do you like it?” 

“Like it?” Kristoff exclaimed and turned to her. “I love it!” 

He placed his large hands around her hips and lifted her into the air. He spun her around, completely forgetting that it was the Princess of Arendelle whom he was next to. 

“I could kiss you!” 

Those words knocked him back to reality. What was I thinking? he cursed himself. He put down on the ground again and averted his eyes. “…I could. I mean I’d like to. I’d…maybe I? We me…I mean, may we? Wait, what?” 

Anna’s knowing smile reached from ear to ear. She didn’t think that the calm and collected Kristoff would suddenly tell her his feelings in such a manner, but she was happy about it nevertheless. She watched his embarrassment with a smile that made the corner of her eyes turn slightly downwards. 

“We may,” she said and gave him a kiss on the cheek. 

Kristoff smiled and put his large, thick arms around her waist. Without hesitating, he put his lips on hers. With a small sigh, she put her arms on his broad back and tilted her head slightly. She felt his powerful arms pulling her closer, his hard chest against hers. She could feel the strength in his arms that he had built up all these years carrying heavy blocks of ice. 

Anna could feel the warmth of his lips on hers, and taste his breath. He had her trapped in his embrace. She could feel Kristoff open his mouth slightly and his tongue was trying to dance with hers. With a small smile, she was about to give in when she heard chattering on the side. The common folk of Arendelle had noticed how their princess was kissing a man out in broad daylight.

“Mama! Isn’t that Princess Anna?” a small boy asked his mother.

“Shush, be quiet,” she said and quickly turned him away.  

Blushing from head to toe, Anna pulled away. Carefully she glanced around, hoping that not too many people had seen her. 

“I’m sorry that I suddenly, ah…I mean,” Kristoff scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. 

“C’mon! Let’s go,” she grabbed his hand and together they walked along the docks. 

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The pair wandered around Arendelle, enjoining the gentle summer breeze that had returned after Elsa gained control of her powers. As subtle as possible, Kristoff held Anna’s hand. He was surprised by how small and soft her hand was. He had to continually remind himself that this was the Princess of Arendelle he had just kissed, and had to handle her with more care than Sven or the blocks of ice he sold for a living.