A/N: I do not own how HTTYD or its characters. This is a work of pure fantasy.

Love and Lust is temporarily on hiatus. I am so busy with life and work stuff, not being able to write a lot, and sex stories need some creative thinking.

Beware: Extreme Erestrid. Don't read if you don't like. No flames please. For readers, there's a little twist at the end.

"Thanks for helping with the boxes, Eret."

"No worries."

They sat down on the couch, and Astrid started rubbing her feet.

"What happened babe?"

"Nothing, just with all the heavy lifting and moving… Hiccup had to go to work, luckily he sent you."

"Yeah you know, I was sorta free today, but he had that meeting with a big client, so…"

"Hey thanks again."

"And again, no worries."

Astrid kept on rubbing her feet while talking.

"Babe, I can help you with that." Eret said.

"What?"

"I can give you a foot massage."

"What? No… no need."

"Hey c'mon, you're hurting, I can guess."

"No… well yeah a bit… but it will be weird."

"What's weird?"

"You know, the 'foot massage'. Haven't you seen Pulp Fiction?"

Eret laughed, "Oh no no no… not that kind. Come on, it will be ok."

"You sure?"

"Hey, just don't tell Hiccup, for he is the gang leader and will throw me off a building like Marsellus."

Astrid laughed, "Haha ok, go ahead."

Eret got off the couch, and sat near Astrid's foot. He started massaging with the bottom of the feet with his thumbs, and slowly moved towards the fingers.

"Feels so good…" Astrid's breaths were getting quicker. She had her eyes closed, enjoyed every touch he was making. His hands left her feet, and travelled upward. She was not in a state to complain, the pleasure was too much.

It was when he touched her thighs, she regained her senses.

"Eret, no…"

She had not realized when he had opened the button of her jeans. Her navel was exposed, and he had his mouth there. She moaned heavily, but grabbed his head and stopped him.

"What, babe? Don't you want it?"

"Stop, Eret… please… I am married to Hiccup..." His fingers were dangerously close to her panties….

"You were my girlfriend before that…"

"Yes but we never did anything… I wanted to stay pure for my husband…" His hands were moving up again, near her breasts…

"Well you are nor 'pure' anymore, are you?" He grabbed her breasts once, and then he stood up. His cock was free through his open fly. He moved towards her. It was so close to her face.

She took it in her mouth. She sucked it, and again, and again. He moaned as his cock got harder and harder.

He grabbed her head and kept thrusting it in her mouth. He took it out after a while.

"Did you like it?"

"Yes, oh yes…"

"Want more honey?"

"Mm hmm…"

"Like this?" He grabbed her breasts from under her shirt, and kissed her.

"Yes baby…"

"Didn't you ever want to fuck when we dated? We did a lot except that…"

"Then show me why I should regret that decision…"

He did not waste any more words. He grabbed her face and kissed fiercely. She returned the kiss. Their tongues met and danced, entangled. He grabbed her shirt, and tore it off. Her buttons flew everywhere.

"Two can play this game." She looked at his eyes and tore off his shirt too.

He turned her so he could get behind her, and took her pants down with the panties. She bent down on the couch, knowing what's coming. Hiccup always preferred missionary position, and so did she. It gave her maximum pleasure mixed with a personal closeness and romance with Hiccup. But the current situation was not romantic at all, it was just animal sex. And she did not find getting fucked like a specific one.

He licked her wet pussy, pushing his tongue deep, and circling around it. And then he decided to put his manhood inside her, and fuck her brains out. He thrusted repeatedly, grunting, panting, and Astrid complimented him with her screams. His cock was big, and was giving her ultimate pleasure. Then he out her on the couch, and drove his cock like a sledgehammer. There was little pause for Astrid to regain breath. It was not like her times with Hiccup, where they both were participants. They liked to play with each other, tease, whisper stuff, long foreplays and equally long lovemaking as they both proceeded slow. Sometimes they did it rough too, and each took turns for controlling the other. But Eret dominated her, he treated her body like a sex doll. But she did not complain. She wanted it. He was fucking her so hard, she squirted as she orgasmed, something she didn't know she was capable of doing. She squirted all over herself, getting drenched in her own juices. The she felt his cock tighten, and finally releasing deep inside her. He collapsed over her, his face on her chest, and panted. She embraced him, as he slowly sucked one of her nipples, like a baby.

That night, when Hiccup came home, Astrid knelt down in front of as he sat on the couch.

"Babe, I have a confession to make." Astrid said, looking down.

"What, milady?"

She looked up, clearly excited. She said in a whispering voice, "I did something from your fantasies."

Hiccup did not have to guess twice. He fantasized about her fucking her ex-boyfriend. Astrid knew about it, and Hiccup knew that she will then tell her all about it, and he would get excited to fuck her. He was also happy that he won a bet with Eret that he could seduce his ex-girlfriend. Hiccup knew that Eret and Astrid never had sex, Hiccup was the one to take her virginity. A couple nights back, he told her about his fantasy, and made the decision to himself to lure them together. After all, that would also give him leverage to fuck Eret's wife and Astrid's best friend Heather, with both Eret and Astrid's permission.

It was a triple win for Hiccup.