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Fatima and Elsa playing ‘Connect the Freckles’ (◡‿◡)
Elsa gently uses her fingers to connect the few freckles/moles Fatima has on her face (◕ ‿ ◕)
Fatima tries the same, but gives up (Elsa has so many!) and just kisses all over her face instead (っ◕▽◕)っ ♥
Elsa shifts closer to the warm body next to her, trying to fall back into blissful sleep. The windows are frosted over but the sun still comes through. It is winter over Arendelle, natural, not her doing. Her eyes open slowly as the Queen realizes she won’t be falling asleep again. Fatima is lying on her stomach, arms tucked under the pillow and Elsa can’t help but stare at her in this state. The Knight’s back muscles are flexed from her posture, creating a landscape of curves and dips in that radiant bronze skin of hers. Reaching over, the Queen’s fingers trace Fatima’s face softly.
“What are you doing?” the Knight’s voice startles her, pulling away her hand in surprise. Fatima smiles, eyes still closed.
“I was just… admiring you. ”
One of Fatima’s eyes opens, an ember orb focusing on Elsa who is smiling at her shyly.
“You can touch them if you want.” the Knight invites her back, having noticed Elsa had been tracing the moles in her face.
As the Queen’s fingers meet her skin again, they feel cool against her face and she closes her eye again.
“They almost seem to trace a path, like a map.” Elsa’s voice is almost a whisper, her fingers trailing from one mole to the other.
“Where does it lead?” Fatima asks absentmindedly, relishing in the graceful movements of Elsa’s fingers.
A moment goes by before Elsa says anything, but her fingers are just above Fatima’s lip where another mole is.
The Knight’s eyes open at this and she moves one of her hands from under the pillow, cupping Elsa’s face and caressing her cheek with her thumb. Leaning into her hands’ warmth, the Queen sighs contently.
“You have a map too.” Fatima finally says.
“Hm?” Elsa looks at her, she’s almost forgotten what they were talking about.
“Your freckles. They make a map too.” the Knight explains, smiling at Elsa’s actions as her hands trace the Queen’s face. Shifting closer, Fatima compliments her fingers’ trail with soft kisses.
Elsa laughs softly at the Knight’s ministrations.
“This map has so much uncharted territory, this might take a while.” Fatima informs between kisses, sending the Queen into another set of giggles.
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