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This is a shipping I only learnt to love last year through TikTok and the #HansOff videos from boyxanimation haha :D

Have fun with this!

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Hans has sneaked into the palace of Arendelle to take revenge on Anna. How? By stealing her husband. Of course he was ready to marry her back then, if it had meant wealth and a kingdom... but it was clear to him from the beginning that he could never have loved her. The cunning Ginger simply loves cock.

But when he sneaks past the palace guards into the throne room, it is completely empty. "That blonde oaf must be somewhere, right?" Hans whispers quietly to himself. Then suddenly he hears the deep voice of Arendelle's ice supplier from the room at the far end of the corridor. A low murmur, almost a groan, reaches him through the door as he quietly opens it. He catches sight of Kristoff sitting in a large red armchair with his back to the door. His waistcoat falls off his shoulders and his muscular legs are bare and spread apart. A couple of empty beer bottles are lying there on the floor.

'Is he so stupid that he doesn't even lock the door? This place is full of guards,' Hans thinks to himself with a roll of his eyes. 'Maybe he is into the idea of getting caught.'

"Anna..." Kristoff moans softly. Is she sitting between his legs? On the floor? But as Hans sneaks silently into the room and slowly creeps closer, he realises that no one is actually there. Kristoff is completely alone with himself, his hand and his fantasies. With his eyes closed, the hunk grips his thick shaft with his hand as it moves up and down. Hans grins to himself: 'It doesn't get any easier than this,' he thinks to himself as he pulls a cloth handkerchief out of his pocket and covers Kristoff's eyes from behind. This startles him immediately:

"Anna? Is that you?"

"Mhmm," Hans replies in a disguised high-pitched voice as he tenderly begins to kiss Kristoff's neck, running his hands down Kristoff's chest from behind down to his massive cock.

"Damn!" Krisoff hisses, biting his lip. "You've never... you've never done that before." A short giggle, so familiar to Hans from Anna and their time together that he can easily imitate it, lulls Kristoff into a false sense of security.

Hans holds his breath as he starts to jack Kristoff off, doing his best to imitate Anna's soft touches. He can feel the tension in Kristoff's body as his hand moves up and down faster and faster. Hans tries not to talk, knowing that one wrong word could give him away. As Kristoff moans louder and thrusts into Hans' hand, the excitment about his evil plan to ruin Kristoff - to own his dick and hurt Anna by claiming her husband’s whole body - carries him away. So much that Hans slowly positions himself between Kristoff's legs. He carefully lowers himself onto his knees, making sure not to make a sound that would give him away. Then he leans forward, flicking his tongue across the head of Kristoff's cock.

Kristoff gasps and reaches out with one hand but Hans quickly grabs it, holding it down on the armrest of the chair. He can't let Kristoff touch him too much or else he'll figure out it's not Anna.

Hans continues to suck and lick at Kristoff's shaft, relishing in the pleasure of being able to control this strong man. But as he gets more and more turned on by the situation, he decides to take it a step further.

He climbs onto the armchair and carefully positions himself above Kristoff's cock.

"Anna! What- ohhh!!!" he hears Kristoff groan as he lowers himself onto it.

Kristoff instinctively grabs onto Hans' hips, pulling him down harder onto his dick. As they both start to move in sync, Hans revels in the feeling of being filled by Kristoff, knowing that this is all part of his plan to ruin him.

The pleasure is overwhelming and he can't believe he's actually doing this - fucking the Queen's husband.

But as Kristoff’s moans become louder as his strong thrusts become rougher and rougher, his blindfold slips a little before it falls off completely and hee sees who he's really fucking - not Anna, but her ex-boyfriend. Hans.

"What the...?" Kristoff barks, but Hans quickly covers Kristoff's mouth with his hand and whispers in a malicious tone: "Do you want me to stop? Do you really?" He lets himself slide all the way down on the hunk's dick, then whispers again: "Tell me, are you sure about that?" Hans chuckles to himself, knowing only too well that Kristoff is like any other man, a slave to his craving for sex. He has the naive himbo wrapped around his finger, easily manipulated by his primal urges.

Kristoff covers his eyes with one hand, unable to face the reality of what he's doing. But his other hand continues to grip onto Hans' hips, thrusting harder into him. “I… I can’t stop!”

"You're mine now," Hans growls in Kristoff's ear as they continue to move together. "I own you."

Kristoff lets out a strangled moan as his body responds to Hans' words and touches. H

He hates himself for enjoying it so much, for betraying Anna like this. But at the same time, the pleasure is too intense to resist. He wants to! But his body doesn't obey his mind.

“If… if I don’t watch and let… let him do all the work, it’s not cheating..” Hans hears the blond man mumble, his face now fully covered in his hands. The ginger boy grins wickedly as he bounces up and down on that pole as he feels Kristoff getting closer to climaxing inside of him.

"Come on," he taunts. "Give it all up for me."

“Sorry, Anna!”

Kristoff's hips buck uncontrollably as he pumps his cum rope after rope deep into Hans' welcoming warmth. A mix of intense pleasure and shameful guilt washes over him as he collapses onto the armchair, feeling spent and vulnerable in the aftermath.

Hans slips between Kristoff's legs, his smirk of triumph never fading. He lowers himself to lick clean the plump, half-erect member, taunting, "You belong to me now. And if you dare go against me, I'll make sure your wife knows exactly what we both did." Exhausted and defeated, Kristoff can do nothing but submit, knowing that Hans has won and he holds all the power.

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Don't we love a good himbo corruption story? 😏

Somehow I really fancy a sequel - what about you?

xoxo

Alec