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Noir came in through the window, throwing off his coat in a huff. Nothing. No guards beating peasants, no starving villagers, nothing hidden, nothing wrong. It was frustrating just digging and hitting nothing but soil. No bones no matter how deep he’d gone.

He threw off his jacket and sweater, taking off his goggles last. They dangled from either hand as frozen wind blew in from the window he’d left open, battling the hot sweat he’d worked up. 

All this meant was that the other shoe had yet to drop. These happy people, with their happy little lives, were in for trouble. Maybe that was what he and the Web Warriors were there for. So he’d get to watch this place turn into one big crater, but save a few blades of grass so it counted as a win.

“Are you sure you have the right room, newcomer?” 

Noir jerked his head to the left. Anna was rising from the bed, her petite body hidden inside a long nightgown. Noir was reminded of the chill he’d let into the room by how his breath frosted in front of him as he looked at her, and how her nipples rose high on the mounds of her breasts, poking through the nightgown. It flared and flattened to her body with the breeze, revealing not an ounce of fat on her, but notably firm muscle, rippling on her flat belly and giving her arms a noticeable heft. And a pair of rounded, full breasts that overpowered her thrumming musculature, drawing the eye as they gently bobbed along in the stream of her breath.

She wasn’t with Kristoff, which gave Noir enough suspicions to not be as taken aback as he might’ve been. “Maybe I am and maybe I’m not. But I know this is the same room I left.”

“Well, I’m in it now,” Anna said, eyes sparkling, refusing to confirm or deny, seeking to draw him in. It was the kind of game Felicia had liked to play. 

“Your husband isn’t.”

“Kristoff? We have an understanding when it comes to royal visitors. Guests who won’t be staying long, who we want to have a very good impression of Arendelle, and who want us to remember them very fondly.” She swung her legs out from under the covers, dropping down onto the floor, her nightgown flaring up at the hem for a moment as she fell, coming up all the way to her thighs before she hit the ground and it flagged back down to her calves. “I remember when Hans’s brothers came to apologize for his bad behavior. That was a busy weekend. And then they left, so Kristoff had me all to himself and I had Kristoff all to myself, and we were all really happy.”

“Sounds nice,” Noir replied.

“I like making my guests feel welcome,” Anna said. “You feel welcome, don’t you?”

“You haven’t thanked me yet.”

Anna came to him, taking him by the shoulders and pulling him over to a well-stuffed chair. The combination of surprising strength and her ingratiating eyes made her impossible to resist. Noir sat down and she sat in his lap, clinging to him tightly.

“There,” she said, squirming her ass lasciviously on his lap. “Now you’ve had a seat.”

“Anything else I can have?” Noir asked. He felt a stab of heat in his manhood, finding something ungodly sexy about the wholesome creature he’d seen earlier now throwing herself at him like a wanton streetwalker, but with all the pep and good cheer of earlier. Shit, she was younger than his daughter. Though of course, his daughter had traveled back in time from sometime after the Year 2000, when they’d have flying cars and food pills…

“To tell you the truth, I’m being a little selfish at the moment. I’m thinking of what I can have.” Her lustrous eyes gleamed on his and she shifted her muscular ass harder on his lap, rubbing her breasts into his chest. She felt something wriggle under her and licked her lips. He stared at her, hypnotized.

“What you can have depends on what you can take,” Noir said hoarsely.

“I can take an awful lot,” Anna said, now undulating her ass hotly on his lap, feeling his prick rising fast. “And you seem very tasty…”

He sat there in his undershirt, his trousers, his mask. She put her hands at the cusp of the last, lifting up the material with the uniquely scratchy feel that came when someone else was touching it, disorienting it from his skin. And as she lifted it off the nape of his neck, she bent forward and bit the tender skin of his throat. Just a little nip, taking the flesh between her teeth and applying a fraction of pressure, but it was an unusual sensation.

As she pulled the mask higher, she pecked the strong jawline it revealed, brushing her lips along his stubble, pressing them more firmly to his chin, then finally trailing up to his bottom lip and kissing him fully before biting his lower lip, tugging on it as excitedly as a puppy.

“You like to bite,” Noir observed curtly, as she pulled the rest of his mask off and embraced him again, nibbling at his ear as she rutted against him.

“If I’m being naughty, you can always spank me,” Anna replied. “I like that too.”

She pulled herself away from him, slipping to her knees before him, her unbound hair fluttering in the breeze as she lifted up his shirt. Lips mashed against the trail of hair below his navel, teeth grinding and gnashing into the ridges of muscle that lined his stomach. Noir coughed—she was fumbling with his zipper too.

“Want the window closed?” Noir asked her. “There’s a chill.”

“I want you to keep me warm,” she fired back, eyes blazing as she stared up at him. She bit his nipple as he stooped to let her pull his shirt over his head. He pushed her away, not used to the sensitive sensation, and she let him, but nipped at his fingers playfully. Then she had his long, burgeoning cock out, bristling with a lust that surprised even him.

“Don’t bite that,” he warned her.

“Or you’ll spank me?” she cried.

“Don’t bite it and I promise I will spank you.”

Anna let out a squeal of excitement and lowered her head. Her burning mouth was quickly on his member, sucking eagerly. Anna was starved for cock. Kristoff had taught her everything there was to know about oral sex. She loved doing it, having it done to her. 

She was drooling onto Noir’s cock as she tongued it. Noir groaned and stroked her hair, his heart banging away in his chest like a smithy’s hammer. Holy smokes, if he had a coronary and they found him like this!

Kristoff had taught his young wife well. He loved blowjobs and he’d made sure that Anna gave the best possible. Luckily, she was a natural. She loved sucking, biting, and she loved the taste of cock, so she was an eager pupil. Now she was showing Noir the full range of her talents.

When he was good and hard and wet with her spit, Anna stood up. She lifted her nightgown, panting eagerly. She wasn’t wearing any underthings, Noir saw with a shock. Premeditation.

One way or another, he was starting to think this was his bedroom. 

“You want the window open?” he demanded. “Fine. Let’s enjoy the weather.”

Anna shivered with excitement as he pulled her to her feet. Much as she loved sucking cock, she liked fucking even better. Noir guided her over to the window and thrust her down on the sill, leaning against it with her hands braced, her cute little ass sticking out. He stood behind her and ogled her perfect ass, his prick giving a lusty buck as it dripped her saliva. 

“Gorgeous,” he muttered, running his hands over her silky hot hips.

Anna appreciated the compliment. She loved all kinds of foreplay, she loved kissing, hugging, she’d loved biting him and he really had been tasty, but right now she just needed to be fucked. She needed to be fucked hard and thoroughly, her lust was at a boiling point and she needed a man, a cock, to be filled…

But Noir didn’t. Instead, he slapped her upturned ass, startling Anna as much as he excited her.

“What was that for?” she pouted sourly—but pleased.

“Because your ass was so handy to reach,” he replied.

He gave her ass several more slaps, each harder than the previous one, until Anna was whimpering and squirming with almost more pain than pleasure. The sting of his blows made her flesh sizzle and her senses jump. Kristoff always held back, but Noir—it felt like he’d never held anything back in his life! 

Her overheated pussy was churning and convulsing and threatening to burst into flame as he spanked her. She swayed and rocked her ass in slow, gentle circles, offering herself to his hand and loving every minute of her lustful punishment.

Noir was in charge, in total control of her, as only someone who wasn’t her subject could be. Anna was thrilled. She panted and gasped and squealed while bucking back, sometimes hitting his spongy cockhead with the backs of her thighs. It felt like just the thing for her needing pussy. Still he brutalized her ass with his open palm, reddening the tender flesh and sizzling her senses. Her sex quivered as his cockhead touched the delicate tissue, just brushing against it as Noir wound up his arm for a strike, and Anna quickly became desperate for him to plunge into her seething cunt.

The heat of her spanking seemed to merge with the overpowering warmth radiating between her thighs. Anna felt herself about to come, and she screamed throatily as her clit tingled wildly. The open air swallowed up her cry, and a fresh gale of wind reminded Anna that she was screaming out into the whistling wind of the open night, maybe awakening someone, maybe showing herself to someone. The realization that she didn’t care only boosted her pleasure.

She couldn’t understand her strange reaction to this brutal treatment, but she knew it added a magic ingredient to their lovemaking. For whatever reason, she was excited by aggression. Her pussy seemed to vibrate from each blow of his hand. The pain and discomfort could not be separated from the intense pleasure sweeping through her.

Then, without warning, the spanking stopped and his knob nudged against her sex. It pressed against her folds slowly, deliberately, giving her a moment before it pushed inside, filling her womanhood, making her cry out a guttural noise of approval and need.

“Ahhhh, yes, yesssss!” she shrieked. “That’s what I need!”

“That’s what you’ll get,” Noir growled as he hammered his cock all the way into her shuddering passage.

Anna squealed as he thrust himself to the hilt in her pussy, her walls collapsing against his invasion of her, squeezing his shaft. Noir had to grip her hips to pull himself from her grasping cunt. He hesitated for a brief moment, staring with relish at her reddened ass and sodden pussy, before plunging back into her. His balls slapped the backs of her thighs as he nailed her sex, and she bellowed raw pleasure as his cockhead pierced into the very core of her.

“Oh, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me good!” Anna gasped between squeals. “Give me your wonderful cock! Give me all of your cock!”

“Well, since you asked,” Noir chortled as he fucked his prick in and out of her flexing passage. “Just relax, sweetcheeks. Take it. I’m not gonna get tired of this candy anytime soon!”

Anna was in heaven as this stranger fucked her from behind, her pert breasts jiggling and swaying in the open air outside the tower as she fucked back at his pile-driving thrusts. Her folds spasmed around his drilling cock and Anna screamed and yelled, her pleasure overwhelming her.

Noir slipped his hand round and cupped her dangling breasts without interrupting the steady rhythm of his strokes. He pounded relentlessly into her as he fondled and squeezed her luscious cleavage, pushing so tight against her rounded buttocks that he could feel the scarlet burn of the redness he had left with his spanks.

His cock sparked against her overactive clit every time he thrust into her, and she shrieked louder each time, loving him more and more with every stroke. Her mind reeled and her body went into convulsions that matched the turmoil filling her. Every nerve felt singed by the inescapable pleasure he was giving her.

“I’m coming!” she yelled as her pussy shuddered and clenched. “I can’t stop coming!”

He didn’t slow the pace of his fucking even as her climax spilled through her body. Her wet sex squeezed his prick and drenched it with hot juices, but he continued to plow her cunt. She didn’t know how he’d learned to fuck so beautifully, but she loved that he was sharing his experience with her. 

And his cock was so big! Anna thrilled to its pulsating fullness as it entered her completely with every lunge. The combination of his cock’s incredible length with its huge, hard thickness gave her raw excitement. She didn’t know if she would ever be able to get enough of it. She knew she would never be able to get enough of his prick.

Not… anywhere.

Noir grunted as he pounded into her. “Almost done,” he choked out. “Better have your tray tables up…”

“No!” Anna cried out. “Don’t come! Not yet!”

Noir slowed down, groaning as his own pleasure dwindled with the slow, steady stimulus his cock was now getting. “Not yet? What the heck’s that supposed to mean? I felt you give it up to me, lady, what’s the big idea?”

“I want…” She moaned, her face flushing as she stared out into the night with the largeness of what she was asking dawning on her, making her abruptly realized how depraved it was, she was. “I want you somewhere else.”

Noir slowed again, nearly to a crawl, a smile tugging at his cheeks. “Oh, I get it. You want to be greeked.” He gave a little jostle inside her to prompt her confirmation.

“Huuunngh? Yes!”

“You want me to stick some salami in your shitter?”

“Yes… oh yes, please. Please. Don’t tease me anymore. Fuck me there. You can fuck me anywhere you want, but fuck me… there.”

“I want to hear it. I want to hear you beg for my fat cock.”

“God, I can’t stand anymore of this! Fuck me! Oh please, fuck me!”

“Where?” Noir asked, landing a sharp blow on her offered ass with his open palm. 

Anna squeaked with surprise. “In my ass, damn it! I want you to fuck my asshole! I want to feel your big cock in my tightest hole!”

Noir straightened up. He’d spanked her so hard that his fingers crackled with the force of it, stinging slightly, though he knew Anna’s ass was burning like good whiskey. “Spread ‘em,” he told her in a calm but commanding voice.

Anna reached behind herself, but paused. “Shouldn’t we go to the bed? It’s been a while—someone’s sure to see us, in the window where the whole world can watch…”

He slid a finger into her ass as he spoke, twisting and prodding her tightly clenched rim. “Do you want me to fuck your ass or not?”

“Yes! Oh, God… yes! You’ve got me so hot. But not here! Someone can see!”

“Look how small the people look from here,” Noir said, twirling his finger deeper into her ass, grinning as he felt how sleek and tight that deep passage was.

Anna blinked rapidly, misty tears splashing from her eyes. She could see only two people out in the courtyard, and they were unrecognizable. “They look like little dolls.”

“And that’s what you’ll look like to them while you’re getting your pretty ass fucked. A doll… a cute little doll.”

“Oh… God…” Anna moaned, pressing her slender, taut belly against the windowsill and gripping her buttocks with both hands, pulling them apart.

Her mind flashed back to the only other time she had taken a cock up her ass. She’d surprised Kristoff as he’d been jacking off under the shower. He was roaring hot and he had stripped off her filmy nightie and pulled under the water with him so quickly, she’d had time only to give one little yelp of surprise. He’d bent her over and slid his soapy cock into her virgin ass. It had hurt, but she remembered how excited she’d been, and how she’d gripped her ankles and stayed bent over for him until he blew a hot load of cum so far inside her, she could’ve sworn she’d tasted it.

Now it was going to happen again.

Staring wide-eyed at the people below, her subjects, perhaps even her family, filled Anna’s swirling mind with an eerie new kind of excitement. It all seemed so shocking and thrillingly perverse, leaning over naked, her long flaxen hair fluttering like a banner in the ocean breeze while she begged to have her ass fucked in full view of anyone who chanced to raise their eyes.

Noir slipped his hand away from her slit, bringing with it a syrupy helping of her arousal that he smeared gently on the rim of her anus. “Make it good, Anna… your sister may be watching.”

“Ooooh, GOD!” She tensed, jerking upright just as he jammed his cock in from behind.

Anna pitched forward, so limp with shock that she almost slipped out the window. It exploded out from the sudden stabbing force of his thrust and it filled her with rushing adrenaline. Noir had intended to ease himself into her tender ass, but the experience of coaxing her into begging for what she’d so obviously wanted had his prick throbbing with an aching desire he couldn’t control. He impaled her on his cock and felt the shimmering waves of her surprise grip his shaft.

“Uuuuuunngh!” Anna moaned, blinded by pain that flashed under her eyelids like pulsing lights. It felt like her ass might split in two, fresh tears welling up in her eyes, and not all pleasure like before. “It hurts!”

“Only at first.”

Noir eased back and drove his cock in more gently the second time, loving the way that the taut muscle of her rectum strained to conform to his massive prick. The shivering tension filled him with delight.

“You’ve got a great ass, lady. Done this before, huh?”

“Wuh-wuh-once or twice… I-I-I like ass-fucking a lot more than I thought!”

Anna shivered joyously when she felt his cock fill her ass the second time. Some of the uncomfortable strain was still there, but it was chiefly pleasure that filled her, just like it had been with Kristoff. 

“Fuck me as hard as you want! Fuck me as hard as you can! Oh God, your cock makes me feel so full!”

“Not as full as you’re going to be,” Noir told her. “’Bout ready to add the stuffing!”

The waiting and the teasing had been a terrible strain. Noir’s scrotum felt like two wrecking balls swinging through the air, ready to hit.

“I’m ready!” Anna cried. “I want to feel your big prick spurt! I w-want to have my ass full of cum! I want to be crammed full like I just ate a whole box of c-c-chocolate!” She sighed lovingly as another climax hit her, quick and dirty, as shocking as a slap on the ass.

Noir was too busy fucking to give a damn what she said now. Her hole was hot and tight and he grunted and gasped, slamming himself hard against her sleek buttocks, knowing they were padded well enough to take it.

“AAAGGGHHH!” Anna howled. “Hhhooo! I never dreamed assfucking could feel so good!”

As the heated stabs of pleasure increased, Anna’s vision began to blur. She racked and twisted to meet every thrust, then she felt herself jammed forward by the driving force from behind, held in place only by Noir’s strong grip. She no longer cared what went on in the courtyard below.

“Fuck me! Fuck my ass!” she screamed at the top of her lungs. “Ooooh, fuck me full!”

But Noir didn’t. He paused, just as she was on the verge of coming, holding his cock deep inside her where it was impossible to ignored. Then he applied his open hand to her naked ass. He smacked it until she was openly crying. She wanted to hold it in, but the pain was too much—the pain and the humiliation. She was a woman. This was the way you punished a small child, not a woman.

She loved it.

“Bad little girl,” she whispered lowly. “I’m a bad little girl!”

The warmth in her bruised buttocks was changing, turning into heat. It barely hurt—it tingled and turned her on. She could feel her pussy burning obscenely. Her fingers drifted down under her body and stroked over her mound. That felt so good that she let her fingers slide lower, parting her labia and giving even bigger jolts of stark pleasure to her. In a flash, she had three fingers all the way up her cunt. She cried out.

"More! More! More! I need more cock, lover!"

“Shut up and fuck, princess!” Noir growled. “You’ve been begging for this. This is what you need. This is what floozies like you deserve!”

His heaving cock had launched its first burst of searing jism. It seemed to explode in the narrowness of her ass like a bomb.

Distance and dim light would’ve hidden the lewd rutting from most anyone down below. Even Anna’s shrill screams of joy were scattered by the ocean breeze and hidden by the howling of the winds. But there was something special in the way a husband’s ears are pitched. Kristoff jerked his head up when he heard his wife’s distant wail of ecstasy: “GIVE IT TO MEEE!”

“Oh my God!” Mayday saw the tiny golden-haired figure bent over the windowsill, being fucked from behind. “Kristoff, I’m—I’m so sorry.”

“Why?” Kristoff asked. He glanced up, shrugged, and then looked back at his new friend. “She seems to be enjoying herself.”

And she was. Anna had never come this way before. Not with a thick cock firing into her ass, not for all the ecstasy she’d experienced giving her anal virginity to Kristoff. 

"Faster! Harder!" she squealed. "It feels soooooo good! Don't stop! Don't ever stop! Fuck me with that huge cock of yours, you dog!" 

“Take it, doll!” Noir cried. “Take my dick and fuck it up your sweet keister!”

It didn’t take long, with Anna climaxing, for him to release his full load of cum into her ass. It was all out a few moments later, and he pulled his stiff member out of her ass, saying “You shouldn’t show off in the window like that, canary. You’ll have every joe in the neighbor thinking you’re in heat.”

“Maybe I am…” Anna moaned. She thought that already she had gone from being interested in anal sex to enjoying it completely, needing it. She was half-tempted, right then, to ask him to sodomize her again. She needed to enjoy it while she had someone willing to do it. Or she needed to convince Kristoff that no matter how much it seemed to hurt her, she loved it. That was how far Anna had come.

Anna felt him getting up off her, one hand on her waist to steady her as she struggled to stand up. She winced. Her asshole burned like it was on fire. There was a loud ringing in her ears, ringing over and over as she panted, trying to get a grip on reality. Straightening, she rubbed the smooth curves of her buttocks and winced at the pain. 

Noir was getting dressed, stuffing his cock into his trousers. “I think that’s enough, even for a dizzy dame like you.”

“Oh yes. More than enough.” Anna giggled as she realized she was biting her own lip. “But if you’d like more, I’ll be by the fireplace in the library. Just as soon as I can walk.”

Hugging her arms to her trim body, she looked out over the moon-drenched courtyard. The ghostly images dancing in the distance called to her. She had a desire to slip from the window naked, to run through her kingdom bare, but instead she backed up until she hit her bed and fell on it, even enjoying the brisk pain of contact at her wounded ass. She wiped the perspiration from her face with shaking hands. Heard Noir’s footsteps echo through the room, then the door clicked shut.

It was over. The wild sex was all over. The strange man who had fucked her silly was gone.

Anna blinked and looked around her bedroom. His clothes were no longer strewn all over the floor. The window had been shut. The air had warmed without any place for the heat to escape to. It could have all been a dream, the kind she’d often had at night after feeling Kristoff’s eyes undressing her all day. But no dream could make her cunt so tender and red, or her ass so wonderfully hot.

She was so comfortably drained, she didn’t know whether she hoped she’d get a second wind or lapse into the unconsciousness that had threatened as Noir railed her. She decided to close her eyes and let her body decide. If she couldn’t sleep—and it seemed unlikely with her body flaring as it was—she would definitely be fucking Noir again. Or Kristoff.

Someone.