Elsa, aberrent for more than her powers

Elsa took a deep breath, watching the sun rise through the palace window from her bed. Today was the day.

Her coronation.

She'd been dreading it for the last three years, ever since her parents were lost at sea. If she was honest with herself she'd feared it long before but she hadn't let herself think about what would have happened if her parents passed. The memory of her parents brought a tear to her eye but she was too nervous to cry now, she'd never be able to calm down in time for the coronation.

She'd been awake for hours, managing only fitful sleep before that. What if her powers flared while she was being crowned queen? The people would hate her... what if she hurt Anna? The sheets almost immediately frosted over at the thought, "Drat!" She tried wiggling out from under them-CRACK-CRACK-CRACK-only for them to shatter into a thousand shards of frozen cloth. The temperature in the room continued to drop.

Elsa laid back on her pillow, taking a deep breath and trying to calm herself. It would be fine. It would be fine. It would be fine. It didn't work. She didn't believe herself. Sighing, she rose, determined to get her mind off it. Unfortunately, not having moved since she first awoke, the sudden blood-flow triggered her morning wood, "Dammit! Why!?" Her throbbing erection gave no answer, rising to full mast, bobbing in front of her flat stomach.

Her "little" problem had been a constant secondary reminder of how different she was, not that she needed one. Sulking about her dick took her mind off of her powers so she did it quite often. She just didn't understand, she looked like a girl in every way except... well, the important one. The servants, particularly the girls, often remarked on her beauty but it felt hollow to Elsa. What was the point if she couldn't have children? Who would carry on the royal line? Technically she supposed... she didn't have any reason to believe she couldn't... with a woman...

She put aside that rabbit hole of thought, "At least there's Anna." She often worried about her sister but the only thing worse than being absent from her side to guide her was the prospect of hurting her if her emotions got out of hand. They'd been doing that a lot in the past few years, ever since her last... growth spurt. On cue, her erection pulsed, tapping her stomach almost impatiently. It felt hot to her, though that wasn't saying much, and the blood draining from her head made her dizzy. She sat back on the bed with a sigh, brushing shards of blanket to the floor, her arousal bringing unwanted thoughts to her mind. She really should start getting ready...

Her manhood pulsed again, painfully hard and hot, and she found her hand idly wrapped around it. Her cold palm was soothing, till it began to massage the stiff muscle and her eyes flickered shut as her breath caught. She could probably wait a few minutes... just to calm her nerves...