A/N: This was originally posted on my AO3 account and I kind of decided to put it in here. I still feel awkward putting this up here hahaha. Goodness an M rated fic. The whole time I was writing I couldn't help screaming in my head, "Oh gods, what am I doing? Why the heck am I writing this? WHY?!" But anyway guys, enjoy!

This was beta'd by fickleminder.

Disclaimer: I do not own HTTYD or RotG.

They met in the unlikeliest of ways. It was neither romantic, nor anything possible. Their first meeting was in a high school, inside the boy's bathroom, within four walls of a cramped stall. One was unaware of the other's existence, and the latter couldn't care less about the former because no one ever noticed him.

So it was really strange how Jackson "Jack Frost" Overland found himself staring at a certain auburn in gym class. The boy was a year younger than him, short and all skin and bones. His face was dotted by infinite freckles and his jade eyes were wide in utter terror. The boy looked uneasy and was always shifting, always fidgeting with his fingers. He sat in a corner away from prying eyes and hugged his legs firmly as though he was hiding something. When gym class ended, Jack's cobalt eyes followed the retreating figure of the freckled teen, quickly disappearing before anyone could even notice he was gone. The albino excused himself from his friends and discreetly pursued the auburn.

He saw him go up the stairs to the third floor, turn a corner, and enter the boy's bathroom that was barely used. Jack heard the bell signaling the start of class and looked back and forth between the bathroom door and the hallway leading to his next class. He briefly contemplated if he should continue, and with a crisp cuss he pushed the door open and went inside. A frantic voice greeted his ears.

"Why won't you just go away? Darn it. Of all the things I have to face today it just had to be this. Flipping puberty. Gods I hate myself."

Jack cocked his head to the side, curious as to why the other boy had said that. An amused grin slowly took over his lips as he heard him continue his miserable monologue.

"People lose their pen, get their locker picked, miss a homework – but no, I just had to sport a fudging boner that won't go away. And I thought I was asexual. Oh the gods hate me."

Jack approached the stall where he heard the voice coming from. A grunt followed by a frustrated moan echoed in the empty bathroom. A whimper resounded followed by skin rubbing against skin, punctuated by a few incoherent words.

"Oh Odin, I can't do this. Not in school," the voice said, letting out a defeated sigh.

Jack licked his lips, his hand poised to knock on the stall. He could feel his insides starting to burn, a dull throbbing in his pants. He couldn't believe he was actually getting turned on by this. He knew he wasn't attracted to guys. He did have a friend who was homosexual and yes, he admitted he was curious as to how two guys did it, but he never felt anything like this for another guy before. There was something special, no, something different about the freckled teen that had awakened this desire inside of him. Why else would he have skipped class and followed the auburn here? So without thinking any further, he let his fist land on the door and knocked a few times.

"Hey, you okay in there man?" he asked, trying to calm his rapidly beating heart. He was getting excited.

A surprised squeak came from the other side. "Uh—y-yeah. Everything's f-fine. No need for y-you to uh worry."

Jack smirked. "You sure? 'Cause I can hear you struggling in there."

The teen let out a nervous laugh. "P-P-Positively sure. Nothing's wrong. No s-siree."

"Right," the white-haired teen drawled. "You can stay there, stuck in that boner of a 'predicament'. Or…you could let me help you," he offered.

"W-Wha—?" the auburn asked, taken aback. "You're telling me that you'd help me get rid of this? You do know I'm a guy right? And so are you? And what the heck's in it for you?" It seemed like the shock of Jack's offer had made him forget his stutter.

"Is it that bad to be offering a helping hand?"

"What you're suggesting is crazy! You just insinuated giving me a hand job!"

"Aren't you glad about that?"

"Of course, I'm flattered. Gods, a stranger happily asking to give me a hand job. Yeah, why wouldn't I be glad?!"

"It's not like we're going to have sex. Don't get ahead of yourself freckles," Jack said. "Besides, you should be proud that the Jack Frost had just offered to give you a hand job."

"Oh Thor, no wonder that voice sounded familiar," he heard the auburn mutter.

Jack smiled. So he knows who I am. It wasn't really much of a surprise since the white-haired teen was used to everyone knowing his name. But for some reason, he felt happy that the freckled teen knew who he was. "So will you take the offer, or stay there with a boner for the rest of the day? I mean, it looks like you can't get it off yourself."

"Why would you even want to help me?" the boy asked incredulously.

Jack let out a sigh. Maybe he should answer him truthfully? "Okay how about this. I do you a favor and you do me one? I've already missed my next class following you here, so I might as well use the rest of my time productively. And like I said, it seems like you're struggling. I know this sounds weird, but I just want to help." Okay, maybe that was half the truth and a bit of a lie to the side.

Silence answered him. Jack ran a hand through his white locks and groaned. "I won't tell anyone if that's what you're worried about. And besides, I'll be putting myself in your position if I decide to let the whole school know."

There was still no answer.

"I promise," he added finally.

Jack was starting to worry about following the auburn and why he had to do this. He was about to turn around and just take care of himself when he heard a soft click. The stall door opened, revealing the auburn sitting on the toilet seat with his pants down, blushing furiously.

"You aren't exactly known to keep promises," the teen said.

Jack stepped inside. "Then why did you open the door?"

The auburn shrugged and avoided looking into Jack's cobalt eyes as he fidgeted with the hem of his cardigan. "Guess you made your point and I just want to get rid of this," he said, gesturing to his weeping erection.

Jack let out a light laugh and closed the door, locking it in place. "Don't worry, I'll help you get rid of it. . ." he leaned closer to the auburn's face, their lips only a breath away from each other.

"Hiccup. Just call me Hiccup," the teen whispered, leaning away slightly as he glanced from Jack's cobalt eyes to his lips.

Taking the invitation, Jack smirked and closed the gap between them. "Cute name by the way," he whispered into the kiss.

Hiccup was surprised at the sudden kiss, but found himself melting into it. He closed his eyes and gripped the albino's hoodie as the latter continued to kiss him. Jack nipped and sucked at his lips, his tongue probing for entrance. The freckled teen felt a hand ghost over his nipple and gasped in surprise at the sudden sensation that spread through his nerves, granting the older teen full access to his mouth.

Jack deepened the kiss, losing himself to the sweet taste of the auburn's mouth. His soft lips tasted vaguely of cherry Chap Stick, but the inside of his mouth tasted like chocolate. He hummed in content, he loved chocolate. He let his hands roam the freckled teen's body and raised his cardigan and shirt to feel the boy's skin. He could feel him cringe and moan at his touch, goosebumps forming wherever his hand trailed.

"Y-you said…you'd only…give me a…h-hand job…" Hiccup panted when Jack broke the kiss. Somewhere during their kissing session, Jack had carried him and he was now sitting on the older teen's lap, pants gone and freckled legs straddling Jack.

Jack smiled mischievously at him. "That was a bonus." The teen's hand hovered over Hiccup's erection, causing the auburn to shut his eyes and whimper. Jack smirked at the younger's reaction. Oh he was going to enjoy this alright. He gently wrapped his fingers around Hiccup's member and gave it an experimental tug. Hiccup's legs buckled and the auburn let out a soft moan. Encouraged, Jack started to pump the teen.

Hiccup's grip on Jack's hoodie tightened. He did not expect to have someone else touch him be this…mind blowing. He wished he had his notebook so he could record the things Jack was doing to him and the sensations that came with it. He buried his face into Jack's shoulder, breathing heavily as the snow-haired teen quickened his pace. He pressed a fist into his mouth and bit into it to muffle his moans. He had never felt this amazing before and it was driving him crazy.

Jack grunted as he felt his own erection building up. It demanded to be freed from the confines of his pants and he unzipped it with his free hand, unable to deny it any longer. He pulled Hiccup closer to him, letting both their members touch. Hiccup yelped as he felt Jack's erection rub against his. The auburn lifted his head from Jack's shoulders and watched as Jack held their dicks together.

"Is this the favor I'll do for you?" he asked.

"No, not even close. I just think this'll make you feel a lot better," Jack replied.

"Another bonus?" Hiccup said cocking an eyebrow.

Jack laughed. "You could say that." And without warning he kissed Hiccup again. The auburn had expected it and kissed back with equal fervor. Jack pumped their members together and quickly found his rhythm. Hiccup moved his hips, thrusting into Jack's hand to produce more friction. Jack moaned into the kiss, grunting as his orgasm started reaching its peak. Their pace became faster, moans and grunts of pleasure bouncing off the walls of the stall. The squelching of their cum-soaked dicks rubbing against each other, their heavy breathing filling the room.

"Jack I-I'm close," Hiccup moaned.

"Same here," Jack panted. With one last forceful pump, the two teens stiffened as their orgasms hit. Jack continued to squeeze their dicks, milking them dry of their release. They breathed heavily, exhausted from their activity.

Hiccup reached for the toilet paper and started to wipe them free of cum. Jack brought the hand that was covered in both his and Hiccup's cum to his mouth and started to lick it. The albino noticed Hiccup's raised eyebrow and smirked at him before offering it to the auburn. He was only teasing him, but was surprised when Hiccup held his hand and started to lick his fingers until every drop was gone. He'd give anything to have that tongue around his cock and do wonders to it.

"You should be glad both our clothes didn't get stained," Hiccup said as he wiped his mouth with a tissue.

"Yeah, I guess I should," Jack said and pulled the younger teen closer. "One last kiss?"

"If you'd like a cum-tasting kiss. Please, go ahead," the auburn replied, rolling his jade eyes.

Jack shook his head but kissed Hiccup nonetheless. It was five minutes later that they came out of the boys' bathroom, both looking as if nothing had happened between them. The two teens went on their separate ways as the bell for the next hour rang, not even sparing each other a glance. It was a silent agreement: neither of them would speak of it, and no one else would know.

Hiccup would wait until Jack asked him to return the favor. Neither of them really knew when that would be, or if it would be their last. All they knew was that they had started something, something that if either of them made a wrong move, would only end in pain.