What if Jack Frost taught the Snow Queen to control her powers?
This story is a retelling of two classic tales that meet in the icy cold. Jack Frost helps the Snow Queen control her powers, but they both can't control their feelings for one another. When the Snow Queen catches Jack pleasuring himself to an ice statue of her, it becomes steamy between them.
Excerpt:
When I reached his room, I heard strange noises coming from behind the door. It almost sounded as if he was in pain. I opened the door and saw him standing in the middle of the room, stroking himself in front of a statue of me, naked on my knees.
With a gasp, I drew his attention, and he cursed. With a flick of his hand, the statue disappeared and suddenly he was standing before me, absolutely naked, nothing obstructing my view. I could see that he was as life-like as the one on the statue I had created. He was absolutely magnificent. His whole body was lean, and muscular without even a speck of hair, and he was massive and fully erect in his hand. With another flick of his hand, he created a garment, but before it could hit his skin, I dissolved it into snowflakes.
"Don't," I said, my voice echoing against the ice walls.
Jack pulled his hand from himself as I took a step closer.
"Stop," I said and he froze.
I slowly got down on my knees and repeated myself more clearly.
"Don't stop."
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Reader advisory: This story contains explicit sex scenes between two characters with ice magic.
Frost is a 3k words, short, steamy, hot, erotic, Monster, Frost, Snow Queen, fairytale retelling. Explicit sex scenes, standalone, no cheating or cliffhangers.
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