Heated Ice (Helsa)

Chapter Seventy-Seven:

This is a sex chapter.. Please don't read this if you're too young! I do not want to ruin anyone's innocence! Thanks :) for you non-readers; it'll be the next morning ish. Around breakfast time.

It was after the wedding reception and Elsa was close to being drunk so Hans carried her up bridal style into their bedroom.

"Hans." Elsa said from the bed, watching him move quickly around the room. He began undressing himself of his tuxedo and stood only in his underwear.

"Yes?" He asked and climbed into bed on top of her, laying himself over her body but only few inches from her body. "God, you're beautiful." He smiled and was glad her wedding dress wasn't bulky.

"Thank you." She smiled and pushed him up and off of her. She pulled herself up and out of her bed, pulling over Hans so he was sitting in front of her at the edge of the bed. She wrapped her arms around his neck and began kissing up and down his neck from his ear to his collar bone.

"Elsa, you're drunk." Hans said and pulled her away from him, resting his hands on her shoulders.

"No, I'm not."

"Baby," He whispered but she kissed him quickly, entangling her hands in his hair and felt an overwhelming feeling of lust come over her. She lifted her dress up to above her thighs and climbed up onto his lap. She sat down onto his lap, continuously kissing him, feeling her heart racing through her chest.

"Hans," She whispered between kisses. "Make love to me." She said and he nodded, starting to undress her and tossed the dress onto the floor.

"Here," He whispered against her lips, pulling her hands down to his groin area and Elsa fumbled around with taking his pants off. She pulled his pants down quickly and he stood up and stood directly in front of her. They stood staring and panting at each other and Hans stared deeply into her crystal blue eyes. "You're so beautiful." He muttered. He grabbed her hips in his large hands and gently moved her towards the bed. "Have you ever heard of 'doggy' style?" He asked and turned her around, making her face the bed but she was directly in front him.

"No," She whispered and felt his hands run smoothly across her skin.

"Then I'll teach you." He said and lifted her up onto the bed and bent her over, making her down on her hands and knees, with her bottom in the air. "Is this uncomfortable?" He asked while he slipped off his underwear and stood behind her.

"No, no. It's fine, just what are you going to do?" She asked but felt him shift around behind her, grabbing her bottom he adjusted himself and slowly eased himself into her. She took a sharp breath in and felt him pull back out then back in, keeping a slow steady pace for her. She kept her head down and laid it against the mattress, feeling every sensation. "I'm going to pick up the pace," He said and she nodded. He slammed into her the next time and continued this torturous pace and rhythm. She was the first to make a noise and it was low but squeaky sounding.

"H-Hans." She panted but he continued. "Stop." She said and pulled away from him, she turned to face him and he looked confused but had this intense look in his eyes.

"Did I hurt you?" He asked. She shook her head and grabbed his hands, pulling him down onto the bed on his back. "Elsa?" He asked, but she ignored him and climbed on top of him. "Did-?"

"No, hush. You didn't hurt me, I promise." She smiled and sat on top of him. She lifted herself up and moved so she was in control.

"Did you not like it?" He asked. "The position, I mean."

Elsa ignored him and began kissing him like it'd be their last kiss. She picked her bottom up, putting him inside of her and began the slow, tortuous pace of her making love to him.

"Faster, baby," He whispered and tilted his head back against the mattress. He laid his hands on her smooth thighs and helped her go faster so she wouldn't have to do all the work. Hans felt himself coming closer and closer to his release and Elsa feeling the same way. Both of them found their release and Hans stilled in their position, Elsa dipped her head into his chest until her orgasm stopped and collapsed onto his chest. "That was..." Hans whispered, holding Elsa tightly to him. "Wow." He smiled into the darkness and held Elsa, his new wife, tightly to his chest. He never wanted to or could let her go, he loved her too much to ever lose her now.