In Summer

A/N: Ooooh the feels! Yup, it's happening! And you didn't think I'd deprive you of the wedding night, did you? That's right: smuuuuuuuuuuuut…

Links to pictures of Elsa's attire as well as Anna's dress and accessories are in my bio, if you'd like.

And as you know from LL9, I'm a big fan of interjecting music. Below is the title of Anna's "bride enters" song on u-toob, and I highly recommend keeping it queued, and then playing it on repeat as you read when you see this symbol: }{

River Flows in You - Cello & Piano Orchestral Version ft. Yiruma

Is it possible to spontaneously combust from feeling too hot? Elsa was as red as a tomato, contrasted starkly by the white suit she was wearing. It was elegant, perfectly tailored to her slender form. An ice blue (her favorite colour) vest covered a silk ivory coloured blouse under the blazer style jacket. Her pleated pants were accented by a pair of ice blue heels that matched the vest. Her hair was tamed with her favorite style of braid, the champagne strands pouring down her left shoulder, bedazzled with randomly placed Swarovski crystal tipped hairpins.

Why was she dressed this way? Because it was her wedding day.

Pre-wedding jitters had wracked the poor woman's body since three in the morning; she wanted everything to be perfect for Anna today. The younger woman had been so looking forward to this for the last several months, it was agony to wait.

"Elsa?" Olaf knocked on her bedroom door, looking rather spiffy himself. He was, of course, her best man, and one of his duties was to make sure she arrived at the altar in one piece.

"Y-yeah? I'm alright…I'm almost ready to go. Wait, is it time already Olaf?" She sounded panicked; Olaf just smiled and opened the door.

"It will be, soon. I just wanted to make sure you weren't getting cold feet." He chortled and raised an eyebrow as he watched her toss a Gravol pill in her mouth. "Are you…feeling okay?"

She felt like she might collapse and melt into a puddle of disquieted goop. "I'm fine…" She rasped, taking a drink of water and adjusting her vest for the umpteenth time.

"Oh relaaaax! You went through what, two rehearsals? It'll be fine, Snowflake." He smiled at her and gave her a once over stare. "You look…you're breathtaking, Elsa. I don't know if I've ever seen you so beautiful."

She stopped her fidgeting and turned to face him, his eyes were red-rimmed and his lips were pressed together. She let out a breath and smiled, walking over to him. "Olaf…thank you." She wrapped her arms around him and gave a little squeeze.

"Shall we? If you can manage to cross the street..." He held out his arm, she took it, and the two made their way to the front door.

It was only fitting that the wedding would be held at Vigeland Park; it was a small party, consisting only of Anna's family, which included about six members she had yet to meet, Olaf's family, Marshmallow, Kristoff, and of course the minister. Finding one to perform a same-sex marriage was not difficult at all in Norway, Kai had arranged it himself.

"Mom! For-for goodness sake, would you please just stop fussing?!" Anna finished touching up her eyeliner and looked to her mother, who was pacing the room and biting her nails.

"How aren't you nervous? Weddings always make me nervous…why, I threw up before I married your father! How aren't you throwing up?" Anna just blinked at her mother and almost burst out laughing. You're so ridiculous.

"I'm excited! I'm marrying Elsa in less than an hour, and…it just feels right, mom. I don't feel nervous at all."

"And you're sure you're okay with this? I still feel like the school council practically held a gun to your heads for this."

"So does Elsa," she rolled her eyes. "But yes, I'm sure. Very sure. I love her, mom. You know that." Gerda nodded and glided across the room to position herself behind Anna; her hair just needed a little bit of an adjustment…

"Mom! Knock it off!" Gerda jumped back, huffing and turning on her heel to pace some more. "Should I wear gloss? No…I have to kiss her, best not put anything on…" She puckered and popped her lips, even pinched them a little to give them some extra color. I bet she's a nervous wreck right now…my poor Kjæreste.

There was a knock at the door. "Ladies?" Kai called. "The limo is here!" Now the butterflies were going. Anna looked at herself in the mirror and grinned, turning to stand. Gerda was overtaken; her eyes welled up as she gazed at her daughter. The dress was truly breathtaking; minimalist, but so perfectly Anna. It fit her like a second skin, and accentuated all the right parts. Elsa is going to absolutely die when she sees you, Gerda thought.

There was a gazebo set up in a remote corner of the park, quiet and private. An aisle comprised of delicate stanchions, and a long red carpet spread with a wooden altar at its end. A few rows of chairs waited, the guests were all standing, smiling at the gorgeous groom as she walked past them. Elsa drew in a deep breath and exhaled slowly as she and Olaf took their positions. The DJ, a cousin of Anna's, waited for the signal to play the song for the bride's entrance; it was River Flows in You, by Yiruma. He managed to find a particularly beautiful copy for them, and was eager to see how well it matched Anna's debut.

Gerda gave him the thumbs up, and he smiled as he pressed play on his deck setup.


Everyone stood again and turned their heads to the opposite end of the red promenade. Kai was the first to surface, and within seconds Anna came into view. Elsa felt her heart launch upward into her throat; her feisty, brave, beautiful redhead looked…magnificent. Ethereal. She literally glowed in the sunlight. It was as if the Gods decided it was the perfect moment to cast an extra golden light over her; even the dusting of freckles on her shoulder seemed illuminated.

Elsa could all but stop her jaw from slacking. The dress was phenomenally striking on her darling's form. It was a sleek silk dress, color matched with the ivory of her own blouse. Her hair was tempered into an elaborate plait and bun combination that exposed her delicate neck. The straps hugged Anna's neck perfectly, featuring her gorgeous neckline which was decorated with a simple crystal pendant hanging from a white gold chain. The bodice gathered tastefully at Anna's breast, and a delicate cluster of gems adorned her midsection, right along the belt line.

Elsa couldn't tell if it was the music, the breath-taking sight, or the nerves, but she felt like she was floating. Anna's eyes met hers almost with perfect timing to a dramatic lift in the song, and she felt her smile widen almost to her ears. Suddenly there was no one else there; just the two of them. As Anna made her way across the carpet, the closer she came, the calmer Elsa found herself feeling. The worst part –the wait- was over. The shock of the idea initially being suggested, the weeks of uncertainty that turned into months all faded away with each step Anna took. All remnants of doubt within Elsa disappeared with the closing distance between them, and then…she was standing in front of her, smiling, eyes shimmering, holding her wife-to-be's hypnotic gaze.

The minister began as the music faded.

"Family and friends, we welcome you today to witness the union of Elsa Frostad, and Anna Nyland. With their marriage ceremony today, Elsa and Anna ask you to share in their future. Marriage is a promise, made in the hearts of two people who love each other…" Anna could not help smiling, and it was infectious. It took every fiber of every muscle within Elsa's body to resist lunging forward and whisking her away to the trees to do…who knows what with her.

"Who gives their blessings to this union?" Olaf, Kai, and Gerda all stood and in unison answered the minister's question.

"We do."

"If anyone present can show just cause as to why this couple may not be legally joined together, you should now declare it, or hereafter hold your peace." Even the birds and the wind had no objection.

"Elsa and Anna, I charge and require of you both, as before a bar of justice, and in the presence of these witnesses, that if either of you know of any legal or moral impediment to this marriage, you do now reveal the same." Both women looked to the minister and shook their heads, smiling.

"Elsa, do you take Anna to be your wife? Will you love, honour, and cherish her, in sickness and in health, in poverty and wealth, and do you promise to stay true to her as long as you both shall live?"

Elsa smiled as she looked to the minister. "I do."

"Anna, do you also take Elsa to be your wife? Will you love, honour, and cherish her, in sickness and in health, poverty and wealth and do you promise to stay true to her as long as you both shall live?"

"I do." Anna replied firmly, her eyes never left Elsa's.

"Elsa and Anna, may you pledge to each other to be loving friends and partners in marriage. To talk and to listen, to trust and appreciate one another; to respect and cherish each other's uniqueness, and to support, comfort, and strengthen each other through life's joys and sorrows. May you promise to share hopes, thoughts, and dreams as you build your lives together. May your lives be ever intertwined, your love keeping you together. May you build a home that is compassionate to all, full of respect and honour for others and each other. May your home be forever filled with peace, happiness, and love."

Kristoff stood from his seat and approached Elsa from the rear, holding a small pillow in his enormous hands; the rings tied with a bow to the pillow.

"The ring is a symbol of unity into which your two lives are now joined in an unbroken circle; in which, wherever you go, you will return to one another." The minister smiled at Kristoff, and he administered each ring to its appropriate bearer.

"I, Elsa Frostad, take you Anna Nyland, to be my wife, to have and to hold, from this day forth, to love, honour, and cherish, to comfort and respect, in sorrow or in joy, in hardship or in plenty, so long as we both shall live." With surprisingly steady hands, she took Anna's left hand and gently slid the platinum band up her finger. Anna repeated the same vow, and with equally as stable hands, slipped Elsa's matching ring onto her finger.

Elsa bit her lip. The kiss was next. Her chest was on fire, and it migrated up to her lips.

"And now, you have made your vows, each to the other, and have declared the same by giving and receiving your rings, I pronounce that you are wife, and wife! Elsa, you may kiss your bride!"

Without hesitation, Anna wrapped her arms around Elsa's shoulders, her heels giving her enough height to be able to simply kiss her without the usual effort. Elsa slid her arms around Anna's waist and tilted her head, meeting her lips softly. The kiss was exquisite; velvet perfection. Neither one wanted it to end, but when the cacophony of applause filled the air they were reminded of their audience. Elsa smiled against Anna's lips, and the two took each other's hand, lifting them victoriously before stepping down and walking across the carpet. Family members sprung up from their seats, some had cameras, and a professional photographer hired by the Nylands was busy snapping picture after picture of the couple. They walked out to a clearing, and waited for everyone to join them for congratulatory hugs and praise.

The reception was being held at Kai and Gerda's. The small house was packed with jovial bodies, dancing and eating and drinking to their hearts content. Elsa was sitting at the kitchen table with Gerda, partaking in some of her delicious hot chocolate, Gerda regaling Elsa with the story of her and Kai's wedding.

"You actually threw up? I took Gravol before Olaf and I left." Elsa chuckled. "It was silly, though. This wasn't nearly as hard as I thought it would be; especially after I saw Anna…"

"Oh, she was just…stunning isn't even the right word. I don't think there is a word." Gerda wiped at her eyes, Elsa just smiled and nodded in agreement.

"Before today she was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen…and after today, I don't have any words to describe what she is now."

"The English teacher can't find a word?" Anna barged in, giggling as she took a seat on Elsa's lap. She pressed a kiss to her wife's cheek, and rubbed her back happily. "I can't think of a word to describe you, either. You're just…magnificent in that suit." Elsa blushed and gave her a quick peck, Anna then took hold of Elsa's mug, sipping a bit of the glorious beverage. "I'm going to miss these."

"You can always come and visit, you know." Gerda offered. Anna was to move in with Elsa permanently this week. Gunnar had asked Olaf to move in a couple of months ago, which prompted Elsa to joke that there might be two weddings this summer.

Shortly after, the newlyweds said goodnight to all their guests and filed into Elsa's car. They held hands the entire drive home. Home.

Anna smirked as she got onto the elevator with Elsa.

There was nothing graceful about this time. As soon as the door slammed shut, Elsa frantically locked it while Anna licked and bit at her neck, tugging at her jacket relentlessly. Elsa turned and caught her lips before they had the chance to assault her skin again, and slipped out of the jacket. Her hands immediately reached out to Anna's cheeks, cradling her head as their lips and tongues collided desperately. Anna's hands began to unbutton the vest, then moved on to the blouse, wasting no time slipping under the fabric to caress Elsa's smooth, goose bump flooded skin.

"Mmmmf!" Elsa moaned into her mouth as her hands found two willingly erect buds, fighting against the fabric of an intricately laced bra. Anna smiled and withdrew her hands to help Elsa slide her arms out of the sleeves. Elsa grinned before scooping her new bride into her arms, much like she did their first time, and walked with her to the bedroom. Their bedroom.

Anna carefully began plucking the Swarovski hair clips from Elsa's braid as she walked, gathering them in her hands to set them aside when possible. Elsa set her down on the edge of the bed, then took them from her and scattered them on top of her dresser. Impatiently, Anna stood and turned around, motioning for the blonde to unzip her dress. Elsa smirked and approached slowly, running her hands up and down Anna's sides, then her arms, and back down to rest on her hips. She leaned in and kissed the back of Anna's neck, summoning a low groan of pleasure from her redhead. Her fingertips wandered upward, finding the zipper, and slowly began to pull down.

Anna suddenly felt her sense of urgency dissipate, and she turned her head to look at Elsa's eyes, seriousness washed over hers. "I want…I want you to take your time. This is our wedding night…" She bit her lip rather seductively. Elsa swallowed, suddenly feeling nervous. Despite the fact that they had made love several times between then and now, it felt like the first time again. She was right; this was their wedding night, which meant that this was the first time they would be together as wives. Her eyes fell to Anna's lips, and she kissed her intensely, pressing her body against Anna's, locking her arms around her to pull her even closer –as close as physically possible.

All the pain, the negativity, the hardships they suffered…it was all worth it. It wasn't in vain, the efforts weren't wasted. It was all worth it, just for this moment, this feeling of completion that suddenly veiled the two women.

"I…I love you, Anna." She pressed a kiss to her forehead, and held her closer. "I promise I'll be good to you."

"I love you too, Elsa…so much." She returned the embrace whole heartedly, and kissed Elsa's throat softly. "I'll be good to you, too."

After a long moment, Elsa finally moved her hands up to the back of Anna's neck, and took the fabric in her fingers, pulling the halter top upward and over Anna's head. The dress fell soundlessly to the floor, leaving barely anything left for Elsa to remove. Anna kissed her chin as her hands began undoing her suit pants, which also fell silently to the floor. Elsa closed in and lifted Anna back onto the bed effortlessly; she crawled on top of her, but was quickly repositioned in a sitting pose. Anna wrapped her legs around Elsa's waist, and lifted herself into the older woman's lap. Her hands roamed up Elsa's chest, over her shoulders, and behind to the clasp of her bra, removing it with an expertly executed pinch.

Elsa didn't hesitate to mirror the action, but had some difficulty focusing when Anna's silky lips met the rim of her earlobe. Anna bit remarkably gently, and traced the tip of her tongue along the edge. Elsa almost bucked, but her sizzling nerves did not take over for once. A light gasp escaped her mouth instead, and she smiled at the familiar feeling of Anna's breasts against hers. Anna hooked her arms under Elsa's, reaching for the platinum braid. She slowly freed it from its confines and combed her fingers through, gently raking Elsa's scalp. She smiled as she watched Elsa's eyes close in her ecstasy, and she continued massaging while looking on adoringly.

Meanwhile, Elsa's fingertips traced the line of Anna's spine, eliciting deliciously rousing sensations throughout Anna's body. The redhead moaned her name against her ear, and kissed behind the lobe, trailing the edge of her mouth down Elsa's neckline, across her shoulder and back, until finally pressing a warm, wet kiss to the junction below her jaw. Elsa turned her head and seized Anna's mouth with an eager kiss, drawing her tongue along the bottom of Anna's and swirling it over with well-practiced precision; this was one of Anna's favorite maneuvers, a familiar jolt shot straight to Anna's loins, and she felt a warmth spread throughout her lower region. "E-Elsa…" She breathed against her wife's lips.

"Mmm?" Elsa smiled against the kiss and tilted her head to improve the angle.

"I need…I need you…" She took one of Elsa's hands and guided it downward. It was no surprise to Elsa when her fingers met an immense dampness under the sheer fabric remaining between them, and she ardently began rubbing the sensitive bundle of nerves she had already claimed over and over again in their previous lovemaking. Anna was enraptured by Elsa's touch; it was the most incredible feeling in the world. Hell, Elsa could merely breathe on Anna's sex and it would finish her, but her fingers and tongue were the most gratifying gift that had ever been given to her.

There was something different, however, in the way that Elsa was touching her tonight. A certain, almost possessive nature seemed to have taken over, and it was absolutely thrilling. Anna took hold of Elsa's shoulders, and leaned back, spreading her legs just a little further for her wife. Elsa took advantage swiftly and buried her middle finger deep within Anna's wet core; her finger immediately began coaxing an orgasm –a first orgasm, from somewhere deep within the red haired woman. She could feel the heat building almost instantly, and her grip on Elsa's shoulder tightened.

"Hold on, love…hold on to me." Elsa soothed. Anna's eyes rolled to the back of her head and she began letting out a string of moans that intensified as Elsa's wrist continued pivoting, as her arm continued rocking back and forth. The first release had her digging her nails into Elsa's shoulders and throwing her head back with a loud cry; the pain went unnoticed and Elsa's eyes widened with delight at watching Anna come. She could absolutely do this for the rest of her life.

When Anna finally recovered and lifted her head, Elsa pulled her finger out from between her legs, and slowly grazed Anna's bottom lip with her soaked finger; glossing her lips with delectable nectar. Anna smiled as Elsa leaned in to devour the coated lip, kissing her hard and deeply. Anna yelped happily as Elsa twisted and flipped her onto her back, continuing the kiss for the duration. Anna's hands rose to meet Elsa's perfect breasts; they pinched and circled, rubbing and teasing, Elsa shuddered and groaned against the kiss, finally breaking it when she couldn't take it anymore.

The panties had to go, and Elsa had to go in. Her desire to taste Anna from the source overpowered her fiercely. She practically ripped the garment off, sending Anna into an equally as frenzied state of want. The fever-intense heat between Anna's intimate folds was met with an insatiably hungry mouth. Elsa wasted not even an iota of a second in pressing her tongue and lips against Anna's entrance. She wasn't careful, she wasn't gentle, she was ravenous and greedy, sloppy and relentless. Anna writhed and bucked, grabbed her hair, grabbed the sheets, grabbed the pillow, bit at her knuckle…she couldn't keep still as the second orgasm flooded through her body, and she flooded Elsa's mouth. I love it when you do that…

"Oh God…" Elsa groaned quietly as she lapped up what she could before Anna protested the distance between them. She smiled and gave the fiery curls a couple of appreciative kisses before lifting herself to shift closer to Anna. In the midst of her movement, she was tackled enthusiastically onto her back. She let out a soft laugh before being silenced by her new wife's lips yet again.

"I…Gods, Elsa…" She whispered against her lips. She was throbbing so hard she was having trouble breathing. The radiating aftershock had her thighs tingling, and a new need surfaced; the same need Elsa just had. To touch, taste, explore and pleasure her wife. She took a moment to admire Elsa's beauty. She was absolutely radiant, glistening with sweat, skin glowing from arousal, lips swollen from kissing, pupils dilated from passion…

"Anna…" Elsa reached up and touched her Viking's face, brushing her cheek with her thumb.

"I love you, Elsa. I want to show you…" A playful grin spread across her lips and she lowered her head, kissing Elsa's chest first, then between her breasts, one for each plump mound, down her stomach, along each of her hip lines…

"Anna…hoh…" Elsa breathed sharply, when Anna kissed, licked, touched or even lightly brushed her hip lines it sent her to oblivion.

Anna sighed softly as Elsa's scent filled her nose, the scent she loved so much that she would crave it when deprived for too long. She tilted her head and kissed her wife's intimate mane, smiling at the pleasured whimper she heard immediately after. Her two middle fingers found their way to Elsa's opening, and without a second's delay, entered with little resistance. Plainly speaking, the blonde was beyond drenched, and Anna couldn't be more satisfied with the notion that all the things Elsa had done to her mere moments ago were responsible for her current state.

That sound…Gods I love that sound! Anna smiled and pressed kisses against Elsa's hip bone as her fingers stirred, thrust, curled, wriggled inside her steadily. Elsa wanted to buck, but Anna's weight suppressed the action easily, making the pleasure she received all the more intense.

"Anna...please…your t-tongue…" Within seconds Elsa felt exactly what she needed infiltrate her outer lips, the wet warmth brushed over her clit slowly, drawing it along the length, circling, poking gently, and then Anna's mouth very carefully suckled. Combined with the penetration, Anna's tongue was bringing Elsa closer to the denouement; this orgasm was going to be of cosmic intensity. And cosmic it was, indeed; Elsa's eyes shut tight as she practically screamed aloud, she saw stars, she felt like she was flying, she felt everything, she felt nothing, she couldn't move, she couldn't hold still. "I…I l-love you, so much…" She finally uttered, shaking, voice hoarse from the loud vocalization.

Anna smiled and planted several kisses along her slick slit, causing Elsa to flinch a few times from oversensitivity.

"Come here…" Elsa reached out with both arms; Anna complied dutifully, and wrapped her limbs around her loving wife. Their legs entwined, their arms enclosed, Anna's head nuzzled into Elsa's neck, kissing any skin she could reach. Elsa let out a blissful sigh, playing with Anna's hair contentedly as they basked on their marital bed; sleep soon overtaking them.

The perfect start to a happy marriage.