Okay, so this story has been a long time in the making, let me tell you. I started writing this over a month ago and only just now finished it. It's incredibly long (it's not entirely edited, so once it is it will be well over 50 pages long), and I was going to post it all at once, but then I decided it would be better to post it in parts so I don't have to edit it all at once (because yeah, that's a lot of pages to read). There will be five parts, it should all go up rather quickly, it's very much a Modern AU and it's very much rated M (though NC-17 would be a better rating but doesn't have that option). Anyways, I don't have much to say for this part besides there be sex here and I just hope people like it. I would also really love to know what everyone thinks of it as well, so if you'd like to take the time out to review it, that would be fantastic and very helpful! Enjoy!
The first party of senior year was underway and Astrid Hofferson couldn't have been more excited about it. It was the first party that would start off the rest of their very last year together in this tiny town, before some of them were able to escape with their lives and sanities intact. Astrid planned to be one of those few, but she would enjoy her last few months here until she had to go. Being on top of the social ladder allowed her the ability to do that without any problems.
The party was being hosted by Scott "Snotlout" Jorgenson's house. Snotlout was the epitome of popular at Berk High, even though he had one of the worst nicknames (and in a town where the majority of teens went by nicknames, that said something). Astrid barely remembered it's origins, something about how he'd been caught eating his boogers a lot when they were little and he was also very loud maybe... it didn't really matter, because he went by Snotlout and he wore the name proudly. He had no issue joking about it himself even, mainly because he was hot and on the football team, so it really didn't matter what they called him.
Despite their respective places atop the social ladder though, Astrid couldn't actually stand Snotlout. He was incredibly annoying and always coming onto her, even though she was never interested, never even had the slightest inkling of interest in him. She tolerated him as a friend, but vehemently made sure to never go further, even though it just would've been easier to date him since they were roped together in everything. They were always the King and Queen of whatever dance court that came about, they were the leaders of their respective genders, and they were both decently well-off (though Snot a bit more, which was one of the main reasons he threw the parties).
But as she watched him chug down cheap beer through a funnel, she couldn't have been any less turned on. Despite how easy it probably would've been to date him, she was very glad she never did.
"God, they're animals," her best friend, Rosaline "Ruffnut" Thornston said from beside her, as they watched her twin brother Travis "Tuffnut" Thornston hold up the funnel. The twins both hated their names, and were even considering legally changing their names to Ruffnut and Tuffnut. They were basically waiting until after graduation so their parents couldn't stop them. Astrid didn't even know what the origins of their nicknames were, that's just always what they were called. "I hope the boys at college have a bit more finesse."
"They should be. They're older, so you would hope they're more mature," Astrid said, sipping her beer. They heard the door open and they both looked up to see Hector "Hiccup" Haddock and Frederick "Fishlegs" Ingerman walked in.
"What are they doing here?" Ruffnut asked. Hiccup and Fishlegs were definitely at the bottom of the totem pole. Hiccup got his nickname from having hiccups constantly in kindergarten and Fishlegs got his from a very awful experience in third grade science. They were the smartest in the grade easily, but they were also the biggest nerds, especially Hiccup. He may have gotten a bit attractive during junior year, but he thought he was better than everyone and none of the popular kids could stand him because of it. They didn't like having their reputations questioned or mocked.
"Maybe trying to be normal for once," Astrid sneered. "Whatever, let them do what they want. They'll probably leave in like five minutes. God knows they probably can't handle liquor nor social interaction." She finished off her drink. "Why am I not drunk yet?" she asked. Ruffnut grinned.
"We need to fix this," she said, before they headed into the kitchen.
"Fishlegs, what are we doing here?" Hiccup asked as they pulled up to the Jorgenson residence. Even inside the car, Hiccup could hear the music. It was so loud. There were people standing around outside, smoking cigarettes and holding red solo cups. That couldn't possibly be legal. What if a cop drove by? This wasn't a college campus, there was no way this could be legal! "Why are we at Snotlout Jorgenson's party?"
"Because Hiccup, we're seniors. We're seniors who have been to exactly zero percent high school parties. That needs to change. We can't graduate without having ever had a real high school experience!" Fishlegs said.
"I've enjoyed my high school experience for the most part, thank you very much."
"You've enjoyed being the least popular kid in our grade?"
"Yeah. I don't need popularity."
"Hiccup, c'mon, just humor me. We might have fun! We might walk away from this party tonight with girlfriends! I believe there is at least a sixty-five percent chance of that."
Hiccup rolled his eyes. He very highly doubted that he would have any fun at this party and he even more highly doubted that he would walk away from it with a girlfriend. It wasn't like there was some mysterious, beautiful new girl in there who hadn't met Hiccup yet and would fall head over heels in love with him. That just didn't happen, especially not to him. He doubted he would even have any sort of relationship until he went to college anyways.
"Astrid is in there..." Fishlegs said. Hiccup rolled his eyes even more exaggeratedly.
"Yes Fishlegs, because Astrid Hofferson gives even the slightest fuck about me."
"Hiccup, she'll be drinking. There is a eighty-five point seven percent rate that she will be a lot more willing than normal," Fishlegs stated matter-of-factly. Hiccup glared at him.
"I'm not going to take advantage of Astrid's inebriation. I'm not that guy and I can't believe you're the guy who would even suggest it," he snapped. Fishlegs did look guilty after that.
"Hiccup, c'mon. It's our last chance. It's our senior year and we don't get to do this again. Can't we just try to have fun tonight?" he asked. Hiccup stared at him for a few moments, before sighing.
"Fine." Fishlegs basically cheered and turned off the car, jumping out as if they were going to a scholastic decathlon, rather than a cliché high school party. Hiccup got out as well and trudged behind his bouncing friend as they walked up to the house. God, he wished he could say something to Fishlegs, tell him to calm down, but he knew it would be no use. Fishlegs was incredibly socially inept, and Hiccup knew he wasn't any better. But at least he knew he didn't belong at Snotlout Jorgenson's party.
As they walked inside, everyone stared at them. It was very awkward. Hiccup had a strong urge to say something sassy, but there were far too many people around him who could snap him in half if they really wanted to, and he didn't doubt that they would if he had the nerve to insult them, even if it was in a way they couldn't understand. And then Snotlout spotted them, his eyebrows knitting together as he glared, so Hiccup grabbed Fishleg's arm, retreating into the kitchen for safety, only to walk right into a wobbly Astrid Hofferson. He grabbed her arms to make sure she wouldn't fall, and once she knew she wasn't going to, she jumped back from him, slapping at his hands as if they had burned her.
"Watch it, nerd!" she snapped, before leaving the kitchen, her friend Ruffnut following after her. The smell of alcohol had been incredibly strong on her breath. God, Hiccup really did not want to be here.
"Can't we just leave?" Hiccup groaned.
"That's not experiencing! Hiccup, have at least one drink," Fishlegs said, shoving a beer in Hiccup's hands. Hiccup groaned again as he took it.
"What about you?" he asked.
"One of us has to be the designated driver, and since it's my car..." Hiccup rolled his eyes. Of course Fish would make an excuse not to drink. He would be all about the experience without any of the true experiences. Hiccup looked at the can in his hand and opened it, wrinkling his nose at the smell before taking a sip. He initially wanted to spit it out, but a part of him really did wonder what all the point of this was, and why people enjoyed it so much. So Hiccup took another sip, but then just started basically chugging it.
He drank it down far too quickly, considering it tasted disgusting and he didn't want to force himself to sip it for the night. But Hiccup had never had a drink before in his life and he had no idea how much of a lightweight he would be, because the one drink alone had him wobbly. Fishlegs shoved another in his hand though, and Hiccup was a bit more liberal with that one, sipping at it and forcing himself to not gag with every taste. He knew Fishlegs felt that if they drank a little (though he was just holding an open can, as if to give off the appearance of consuming) they would seem cool, but Hiccup didn't really feel all that cool. The more he drank, the less cool he felt in fact. He didn't like the way his head felt and he didn't like that standing was suddenly such an issue.
They wandered around, before Hiccup couldn't take much of it before he knew he needed to make some sort of escape. He hated that everyone was watching them and staring at them as if they were some sort of side show. It was absolutely the worst.
"I need to get away from this crowd! I'll be right back!" he basically yelled, wanting to be heard over the music. Fishlegs looked like he was about to say something but Hiccup just walked away, escaping up a back set of stairs through the kitchen to the second floor.
Astrid was on her third vodka and cranberry, light on the cranberry. She was now much less steady on her feet and the music was giving her a headache, but that wasn't about to stop her from drinking. Also, Hiccup Haddock had touched her and she needed to forget that happened.
Suddenly Ruffnut gasped and Astrid jumped, looking around for what happened, assuming that either someone was having sex in front of everyone or a fight had broken out (both were common at these parties). Ruffnut grabbed Astrid's arm with one hand and used the other to point in the direction of the front door. High school legend and local community college student Eret Lindberg Jr.- son of Eret Lindberg Sr. (the top car salesman in the entire county)- had just walked in, and it was no secret that Ruff had the biggest crush on him.
"I can't believe he came! I'm gonna go talk to him," she said, before setting her cup aside, adjusting her breasts, and leaving Astrid to drink alone. Astrid watched her walk over to Eret and immediately bat her eyelashes at him. Eret didn't seem very interested, but Ruffnut was nothing if not persistant. Ruff liked challenges and honestly, Astrid thought they'd be cute together if Eret got his head out of his ass for once.
Astrid turned away from the scene and continued to sip heavily at her drink. Just as she was about to finish the cup, an arm went around her neck and she gasped angrily, turning her head to glare at Snotlout. She moved out from under his arm, shoving at him.
"What did I tell you about the touching, Snotlout?" Astrid asked.
"Aw, c'mon babe, I'm just being friendly!" Snotlout responded, that easy grin of his permanently plastered on his face. Astrid rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, oh so friendly."
"Babe, relax-"
"Don't call me babe!"
"Astrid, it's senior year! This is our last first party together and I think we should finally do what everyone has been expecting us to do! You know... the deed."
Astrid actually gagged at the thought of having Snotlout stick his dick inside of her. While she could barely stand him, his crush on her was no secret. It had started when they were in first grade and had been a constant nuisance all throughout their time in school. It wasn't anymore of a reason to date him though. She didn't like him like that, and she never would. "I would rather fuck a porcupine to be honest," she said.
"Astrid, you're drunk, I'm drunk, we can just put it down to being drunk! One night, c'mon. You'll love it. I'll leave you wondering why you never went Jorgenson the first chance you got." Snotlout had her crowded against a wall, and god, Astrid really didn't like being cornered. Especially by a creep who was only "friends" with her to get into her pants.
"I'm not having sex with you, Snotlout."
"C'mon babe, just one night..." Snotlout's hand drifted down her side to her crotch, and nope, Astrid was not standing for that. She brought her knee up to his crotch and he stumbled away, gasping loudly in pain. Astrid dumped the rest of her drink on his head before retreating up the stairs.
She went straight to Snotlout's room, intending on breaking most of his prized possessions in a possibly psychotic rage-induced fit, but was surprised to find Hiccup Haddock sitting on the other boy's bed. Hiccup looked up when she walked in, his eyes wide.
Hiccup knew he must have stumbled into Snotlout's room, what with all the trophies and the teenage boy paraphernalia. He looked around, unable to stop himself from inwardly gloating that he had way more trophies, all of which were for important things that actually mattered in the world, before he sat down on the questionable-looking bed. His head felt fuzzy and he was even more wobbly and he really didn't like it.
He had basically only just sat down when the door flew open. Hiccup expected it to be Snotlout, or a couple looking for a place to have drunken sex, but instead it was Astrid. That didn't make him any less anxious.
"What are you doing in here?" Astrid asked, stepping into the room. She was obviously very intoxicated, much more so than Hiccup, considering she was swaying where she stood. Hiccup wondered how much she had to drink.
"I... I needed to get away from the noise," Hiccup responded after a moment. Astrid nodded and stared at him for a few moments. Hiccup didn't like the look she was giving him. It reminded him of the look a lioness would give its prey right before they attacked. He gulped.
She looked around for a moment, before settling her eyes back on Hiccup, and yeah, he really didn't like that look. Sure, he'd had a huge crush on Astrid since... forever, but she'd never so much a glanced in his direction before. So with her staring at him like he was literally a piece of meat... it was very unnerving to him.
Astrid stepped into the room more and shut the door behind her, leaning up against it. Hiccup didn't notice her click the lock shut. "You know..." she started, smiling, "I was going to come in here and destroy Snotlout's favorite things, considering I've had it with him constantly trying to get me to sleep with him. But I think I know something that would make him even more angry..." She started walking towards Hiccup and his eyes went wide again. Despite the slight sway in her step, Astrid walked with the same amount of confidence that she did at school. She was incredibly intimidating.
"What do you mean?"
"I'm sick of Snotlout being a dick. I want to make him angry. Didn't I just say that?"
"And I'm part of that?" Hiccup asked, his voice cracking slightly. Astrid nodded as she stood in front of him, before she pushed him onto his back. He didn't think his eyes could get any wider, but then they did, basically bulging out of his head. He stared up at her as Astrid easily opened his belt and started to work on opening his pants. "Wh-What are you doing?"
"I'm going to have sex with you. On Snotlout's bed," Astrid answered in a matter-of-fact tone while simultaneously unzipping his jeans.
"Wait! What?" Hiccup asked, sitting up. Astrid sighed and started to unbutton his shirt, ignoring the hands trying to stop her from doing so. Hiccup's heart felt like it was going to beat out of his chest.
"C'mon Hiccup, don't tell me you don't want this. Everyone and their mom knows you've had a crush on me since preschool," Astrid said, pushing him back down once his shirt was unbuttoned and his chest was exposed. She ran her hands over his slight build. Hiccup blushed at his growing nakedness and the fact that he was definitely becoming very noticeably aroused.
"You don't even like me," he retorted weakly.
"So what? We're both drunk. I want to piss of Snotlout for being a douchebag and you get the opportunity to sleep with me. It's a win-win situation. We're both just helping each other out." Astrid pulled off Hiccup's shoes and socks before yanking his pants and underwear down, freeing his almost completely erect dick. She took him in hand and started stroking him, grinning. "Besides, I really don't feel like you're against this right now."
Hiccup bit back a groan of pleasure. He couldn't do this. He was only slightly drunk, whereas Astrid was much more drunk, and she hated him! She would never forgive him for letting her do this. But as she stroked him so surely, his body continued to betray him and he moaned out, because he really did want her. He always had.
And in all honesty, she seemed to really want him at that moment, and it was nice to feel wanted for once.
"Geez Hiccup, you're actually not terrible looking when you're naked," Astrid whispered, before she stood up straight and stripped off her own clothes. Hiccup just watched her, his cock twitching at the sight of her bare body once all her clothes were on the floor. His face was tomato red.
She grinned and crawled on top of him, sitting on his chest. For a moment, Hiccup thought she was going to kiss him, but she just reached back and continued to stroke him.
"Astrid, please-"
Astrid sighed. "Hiccup, just shut up," she said, before she moved back and rubbed herself against Hiccup's dick. She bit her lip and closed her eyes as his length rubbed against her clit. Hiccup groaned at the feeling.
"What... am I supposed to like... do something?" he asked. God, he was such a virgin. He hated how clueless he was. He'd never expected this to happen and he wasn't an avid porn-watcher, considering he knew how unrealistic it was and it just wasn't fun to be such an... under-represented body type.
"You're supposed to shut up," she said through gritted teeth, before she leaned up, gripped his dick and held it in position. He just stared at her, watching as she slowly slid onto him, and honestly, the way her eyes shut made him nervous. He didn't want to hurt her, even though the tight heat around him was something he instinctually just wanted to thrust up into. They didn't even do any prep and Hiccup knew that was a basic necessity!
"Are you... does it hurt?" Hiccup asked.
"Yes, Hiccup, it hurts. I haven't had sex in a while. But don't worry. I know what I'm doing." She basically sat on him for a few moments, before she started to roll her hips and Hiccup groaned. That felt really good. Astrid moaned softly and lifted herself up slightly, before letting herself fall back onto him. "Jesus Christ, yeah..." she groaned.
She started basically bouncing on Hiccup's dick, her hands grabbing at her own breasts as she moaned out. She sounded so loud, but Hiccup knew she wouldn't be heard over the music. He, on the other hand, didn't really know what to do with his hands or his feet. All he could do was lay there and grit his teeth, unsure of what to do. Astrid noticed this and sighed, before she grabbed one of his hands, putting it on her breast.
"Go to town..." she breathed moving a little faster. He grunted softly, before squeezing her breast, completely unsure of whether or not he was doing it right now. Astrid groaned, but it didn't sound like a pleasured groan, it sounded more like a groan of annoyance. "Okay, this isn't working. Hold on." Astrid pulled off of him and Hiccup's dick felt wet and weird. "Sit up against the headboard," she demanded and Hiccup moved to quickly obey. He didn't want to piss her off, even if moving so quickly made his world shift a little. He could tell he was sobering up, and hoped that maybe she was too.
Astrid sat back against his chest, kneeling over him. She gripped his length again and pressed it against herself, before falling back onto him easily, as if their bodies were made to fit together now. Astrid let out a breathy whine as he filled her again and immediately started moving, riding him like there was no tomorrow, her hands on his thighs so that she could get the angle just right.
Hiccup decided to stop holding back and started moaning, letting his body go with the flow, which meant rolling his hips up into Astrid. She definitely seemed to like that, as her breath hitched when he started.
"Rub my clit..." Astrid breathed out.
"What?" Hiccup asked.
Astrid groaned and leaned back against his completely. She took his hand and rubbed his fingers over her throbbing nub. "Like that... hard and fast..." she said, and Hiccup listened, rubbing over the bundle of nerves the way she told him to. He could do this, he could follow directions. And the way she was moaning had him knowing he was doing it at least a little right. She grabbed his other hand and put it on her breast again. "Don't squeeze too hard," she warned and Hiccup nodded, squeezing more gently. He brushed his thumb over her peaked nipple to see what kind of reaction he would get and the happy sigh she let out made him smile.
They seemed to move together for what felt like forever, Hiccup becoming a more and more active participant with each passing moment. He was still a little fumbly, but it was good enough apparently, because Astrid's demands lessened.
But what felt like forever wasn't all that long at all and Hiccup could feel that he was getting close. Astrid was leaning against him more heavily now, her back arched so much that her head was on his shoulder. His hand was moving so fast over her clit, he felt like it was going to fly off and she was moaning so loud now.
"Oh god... oh god!" she cried out and then she looked at him, and while it was probably the least proud moment of Hiccup's life, it was the moment he actually came. The look on her face had been enough to push him over the edge. She'd looked so wrecked and it was because of him, even if she had been the one doing all the work. And there was also the fact that he never thought she'd look at him like that.
He pressed into her hard and groaned loudly as he came, and when he finished, he felt her tense up. He thought she was going to jump off of him and leave him there in his shame, but instead... she was coming too. He could feel it around him and god, it felt really fucking good.
Once Astrid came down, she collapsed heavily against Hiccup. They both were hot and sticky and breathing heavily. Hiccup couldn't believe that had actually just happened. They just sat there in silence for a few moments, before Hiccup started to get a little uncomfortable. As if Astrid had read his mind, she pulled off of him and laid down on the bed, her knees up and her arm over her forehead.
"You... you okay?" Hiccup asked. She moved her arm and looked up at him.
"Oh... yeah, I'm fine," she responded, before smirking. "And now you won't have to go to college a virgin."
Hiccup blushed at that and got up. He wanted to clean himself up, but the tissue box on the bedside table was empty and Hiccup really didn't want to know why. So he decided it was best to just get home and wash away the shame. Astrid watched him as he grabbed his clothes and got dressed.
"Don't... don't tell anyone about this. Okay?" Astrid asked, and her voice sounded so small and timid that Hiccup actually froze. He had never heard her sound like that before. It was odd to hear her like that, the all powerful Astrid Hofferson, who was always on top of the world and afraid of no one.
"I won't," he said softly, buttoning up his shirt. "Um... see you at school..." he said awkwardly as he pulled on his shoes. He didn't look at her as he walked to the door and noticed that it was locked. He blushed even more, before unlocking it and leaving.
Thankfully, Fishlegs didn't argue when Hiccup said he wanted to go. He also didn't question Hiccup's disheveled appearance or the fact that he very obviously smelled like sex. Hiccup was really thankful for his friend in that moment. He just wanted to get home and not dwell on the fact that he just had sex with Astrid.
Astrid stared up at the ceiling after Hiccup left. She knew she had to get up, but she just... she couldn't get up. She wanted to just lay there. Hiccup had been... surprisingly good. Sure, he came a little early and he was fumbly up until the end, but she had still had a pretty decent orgasm. Actually more than decent... and from Hiccup Haddock of all people...
And when she'd looked at him right before they came... something changed. She didn't know how, and in what way, but... he looked different.
But now he was gone and she was left sweaty and sticky and feeling weird. She had to get up and get dressed before Snotlout walked in and thought she was waiting for him or some bullshit like that. The thought of him thinking that she'd so quickly changed her mind and was waiting for him made her feel nauseous, but the thought of moving wasn't that great either. She just kind of... she just wanted to enjoy the aftermath.
"This is crazy... I fucked Hiccup Haddock and now I want to sit and enjoy how it felt? I'm going insane," she grumbled to herself, shaking her head. But she still didn't move. She waited a few more minutes, just letting what she'd done soak in, before she finally got up, got dressed, and walked home. She suddenly didn't feel the urge to party anymore.