"I Want Your Bite."
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Author: B.B. Asmodeus.
Rating: Mature/Lemon.
Pairings: Hiccup/Toothless; Camicazi/Astrid; Tuffnut/Snotlout; Eret/Stormfly; Ruffnut/Cloudjumper(and also a little Valka/Stoick, 'cause here Stoick is alive and kicking). If the other couples aren't of your taste, just jump over them.
Warnings: Explicit dragon/human /Omega/Beta 'verse. You don't like it? Then be a grown up and hit the back button.
Summary: For unknown reasons, Omega Heats get activated all over Berk ahead of schedule. Chaos ensues. Cloudjumper is the only one concerned about it.
List of kinks: Yaoi/Slash, Yuri/Fem-slash, Het, Self-lubrication in male Omegas, Knotting, light Dominant/Passive roles, Biting, Oral sex, Anal sex, 69, Scissor sex, Abuse of pheromones, Dragon sex, Interspecies sex, Abuse of body fluids, Frottage, Rimming. Aaaaaand I believe that it is all for now.
Important note: This story is a translation of my own fic "Quiero Tu Mordida" (in spanish). It's my first English translation ever so, I would apprentice the feedback. ;3 Also, if someone wants to offer as my beta, that would be awesome! Any mistakes are mine.
Timeline: This is set in a Post-HTTYD2 AU where Stoick is alive and, obviously the plot exist in a A/O/B 'verse.
Another thing: If you don't know who Camicazi is, I'm seriously judging you right now. Nah, kidding, it's a character from the books, she's Hiccup's other best friend besides Fishlegs. She's a kickass and wonderful character that deserves more attention and love!
¡ENJOY!
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Pt. 1.
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"I wanna fuck you like an animal."
-Nine Inch Nails. (Closer)
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It had been a productive day, overall.
Camicazi entered the hut, shaking slight dust from her palms. It had been a totally suffocating day, and Camicazi had never being more grateful of not having long hair, that in this moment. She seriously needed a bath, the sooner the better.
On the way to the stairs, however, Camicazi paused. The bonfire was lit in the den, but she found the kitchen completely intact. It was a relief, although at the same time, a strange occurrence. Lately, Astrid had new culinary inventions within one's reach, ready to torture her with. Just that morning, the girl had threatened her with an experiment of shrimps and pork for dinner.
Just reliving the maniac glitter in Astrid's eyes that morning brought her epic chills, and Camicazi rubbed her forearms. Ugh. When would Hofferson give up? This new found inclination of hers was becoming an obsession. She was taking this caring for the needs of her Alpha act, a little too far. It didn't even make sense. At the present time, the old traditions had vanished. Omegas didn't live to serve and please, anymore. And Astrid had never been a follower of those primitive ideas, at any rate. Why begin now? Camicazi didn't need to be spoiled—or poisoned, for that matter—and nourishing certainly wasn't part of the other Viking's personality. To bring loving comfort to their home had never been Astrid's number one priority.
The whole thing was just… weird.
When she arrived on the top floor, Camicazi hesitated.
For a moment, she thought she had heard… shrieks?
She ran towards the bedroom, her fingers seizing her sword, instinctively.
The door was ajar. Camicazi slowly pushed it with the point of her sword.
There was somebody in the bed. The darkness of the late afternoon obstructed more clarity for entering the room.
The bed's skins were disordered, almost the majority of them, thrown in the floor.
Another shriek. This time, a more recognizable one.
Camicazi finished pushing the door the rest of the way. "Astrid?"
The smell hit her, then. It stunned her. It wrapped her in a cocoon of sweet-sweet-sweet warmth—of despair, sweat, and of something more, something that only belonged to Astrid. Something intimate, precious, and unique.
The essence, that only Camicazi, had ever been capable of savoring.
Because, as soon as she had rested her eyes in Hofferson, Camicazi had known it. She had known that nobody else would be her Omega.
Her eyes were stuck on the pale torso presented to her now, mesmerized with the way it was raising itself from the bed, trembling sighs tumbling out of it. Astrid was facing the other way, showing her Alpha her defenseless back. Her braid was destroyed and discarded all over the place, and since her hair was sweat-soaked, it was completely stuck to the centimeters of her shoulder's tattooed complexion, almost painted on her skin.
Camicazi breathed deeply. Her stomach burned.
How could it be possible? Astrid's cycle wasn't expected yet. Astrid could not be in heat.
However, a deep moan coming from the bed, demonstrated her, the opposite opinion.
A totally frustrated moan, at that.
Camicazi lowered her eyes, following the undulatory movements that were looking for friction against the surface of their love-nest. She understood the frustration, then.
The sword was returned to it sheath. Camicazi got rid of her belt, emptying her waist of the weapon. She approached the bed close enough to place a knee in the solid surface. She stretched one hand, and when she had her target tangled between her fingers, Camicazi pulled from platinum-blond laces, taking with her the needy creature's head in the process.
"Beginning without me? You haven't learned your lesson yet, Hofferson?"
A mouthful of air being swallowed, broke with the cloud of confusion that it had being distracting Camicazi's victim. Astrid growled, struggling for freedom while her fingers kept on doing a poor job of bringing her owner relief. Camicazi took a moment to just look at her partner: everything in Astrid was communicating challenge. Her teeth were bare, snarling. Her narrowing eyes were looking for an enemy to strike—Astrid already had the fame of being one the worse Omegas, and now she was really demonstrating it.
Camicazi buried her nose in the curve of the neck at her disposal. The flowing blood, cried out for the Alpha's mark, wanting her teeth deep into her skin. Astrid's pores implored for being licked. Camicazi tightened her holding fingers, pulling from the head with more force.
"Always have to make a show, before lowering yourself to ask for what you really want, don't you? Stop touching yourself."
Astrid panted. Her fingers did not, in fact, stop.
There was a path of sweat running between the Omega's breast—so small and compact; hard areolas pointing to the heavens—Camicazi passed a finger for the same road, her fingernails marking a trajectory as she went. The effect was instant: Astrid's backside pushed against her body, her nature betraying her morals. Smiling, Camicazi made herself comfortable on the bed, not stopping until she had the whole length of the body of her beloved, pressing her front.
Astrid was completely naked, while the Alpha remained dressed. It was exciting for Camicazi to be the hunter while Astrid the prey, free of shields.
Her Omega's fingers had stopped twisting, as soon as contact with Camicazi had been established. However, the guilty hand remained buried between the viking's legs.
"Good girl." A lick on a naked shoulder was her reward. "Mmmm. See how good you taste when you're a good girl?"
"If a—good girl, it's what you want…" Astrid muttered, from between her teeth. "Get yourself a good obedient sheep."
Camicazi, then, threw Astrid to their bed, face down. "You're right. Why waste my perfected abilities—like this one…" with emphasis, Camicazi took the two pale buttocks in front of her, opening them in earnest with her thumbs—and covered the secret spot with one long lap of her tongue. She licked the center of her Omega's pheromones true flavor, and salted nectar exploded in Camicazi's tongue. Spicy and potent. She licked, tasted, and woke the demons hiding inside…
Astrid convulsed violently, her hips wanting follow the trail of Camicazi's mouth up and away. Camicazi did not allow it. "—in somebody that won't appreciate them?"
Another yelp. Astrid's fists abused the bed. Her useless hips, tried to rub the skins, or to create friction with her own closed tights, but Camicazi inserted one of her legs between Astrid's. "At least a sheep doesn't deceive itself from its true desires." Then, Camicazi let Astrid go, detangling her body from the Omega's, completely. She jumped from the bed, leaving the woman to her obstinate demeanor, and her ridiculous pride.
"Wait—Wait."
Camicazi stopped. Her intent to gather her sword paused. She obeyed: she waited.
Slowly, Astrid turned her body in her Alpha's direction. Uncombed hair locks covered half of her face. "Don't… Don't go."
The sword returned to the wooden floor. In the blink of an eye, Camicazi was back on her mate, hovering over the quivering limbs.
With her knuckles she raised the chin of her lovely Omega, satisfied until she found those feverish stars, connecting with her own. "What's the matter? Don't I always take good care of you, frigg? I do, right?"
Astrid exhaled with total submission. She nodded.
With her free hand, Camicazi took possession of the delicious piece of warmth and humidity down below, that called for her kindness. Two fingers tenderly caressed the folds of skin that she found there, stretching them like guitar's cords. "This—All this." Camicazi inserted a finger, and it got caught in the pulsating bonfire, hooking itself in the right places that would make Astrid scream, later on. "It's mine—When you're in heat, only I can touch it. Understood?"
Astrid, of course, could not accept such order, so easily. Trying to conceal the blossoming moans in her throat with a smile, the woman surrendered her body on top of the bed, while her mouth didn't. "Next time, don't make me wait for so long, then." Her pelvis arched in invitation, burying into the exploring fingers directly to her insides. "Aaaah." A tremendous sigh of relief was added to the provocation, coy, wanting to play.
Smiling, Camicazi stretched one of the legs of her special feast, wide open, opening her favorite gift…
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Snotlout was not known for his inclination to pre-heating matters. In any kind of situation. He was the incarnation of the classic Alpha's direct and most basic behavior: Alpha came Home, Alpha smelt Heat, Alpha sought out the origin of such rich Smell—Alfa Attacked.
Tuffnut hadn't even notice that his heat had arrived ahead of time, thanks to his extreme concentration in his afternoon nap. That morning's mission had been the most boring thing ever, and everyone had concluded the day with a bad mood. Why would ever be needed all the Academy's riders to capture one insignificant dragon, was anyone's guess. Sometimes, Tuffnut thought that Hiccup liked to torture them with his ideas, on purpose…
But, returning to Snotlout. Yeah.
Just in the middle of his beauty sleep? Tuffnut was Attacked.
"What? What? What?" Was the only thing that Tuffnut could spit out, while he felt himself been disrobed of his trousers, and another man's hands got rid of his boots. "Snotlout? What the hell—?" Then, all the rest was lost. Lost in a long and loud groan—a sudden thrust of his Alpha's upper body, stealing him of reason. Tuffnut's head smashed against the headboard during the uncoordinated dance of his extremities, his eyes rolling to the back of his neck.
Straight to the point, as always, Snotlout took dominion of his Omega's limbs, bending them for his convenience, his hips never taking a break during the assault. He kept going and going, the small hairs from Snotlout's tights stroking his ass. Tuffnut, never one to waste an opportunity to avoid hard work, decided to only lie down and let this madness take its course. It wasn't like he was complaining, anyway.
He embraced the experience fully, howling a blissful "Yeaaaaaaah", to match his lover's snorts.
Tuffnut loved to feel… so complete.
He loved how Snotlout seemed to be made to his size, filling him up until there wasn't anywhere else to go. He loved the dedication that Snotlout put into their mating, how he went for what really mattered, without fooling around. From Tuffnut's point of view there wasn't another sensation more venerated to him that to be surrounded by his Alpha from the inside out—and he really meant the surrounded part, 'cause his Alpha was a big boy. Snotlout's wide hands closing around his shoulders, his massive body pushing him against the bed, his disgraceful pants showering Tuffnut's face—This whole animalistic ritual was for Tuffnut, the Valhalla dragged down to the mortal world.
Knowing that he was desired so much by Snotlout, turned him mad with triumph.
Knowing that Snotlout went so utterly blind, at the mere plea of his pheromones, meant to Tuffnut unaltered victory. It was in these moments, that it really felt that he had defeated his sister.
The vulgar impacts of flesh against flesh, marked officially the union between Alpha and Omega, and nobody could ever separate them. It was for that, that Tuffnut adored making all the noise possible. Let it be heard to everyone in the village that only this Thorston could satiate this man!
"Mmmm!" Tuffnut appreciated, as soon as his fingers could find his way to his lover's butt, encouraging him to go faster. "So big and strong—Ah, ah! All of you, it's sooo big and strong!"
Straight to the ego. Snotlout smiled between pants, his tongue almost hanging from his mouth. "You like it, eh? Oh!" The smile widened, just as he discovered evidence of how much Tuffnut was enjoying it. Snotlout was not selfish in his considerations. At once, a meaty fist squeezed his Omega's erection, manipulating the pillar of flesh with his usual brutal force. "Oh, yeah, tell me how much you like it, baby."
Tuffnut could barely think, much less speak. "A looooot."
Apparently not satisfied with that, Snotlout stopped his administrations, punishing Tuffnut with a slap against his butt-cheek. "Come on, turn around."
Ooooh. Yeah.
When he got in a kneeling position, Tuffnut felt triplicated results of deliciousness. Snotlout put his big hands around his waist, lifting him up as he pleased. Before their pelvis connected again however, Snotlout bit Tuffnut's shoulder, providing him of the mark that all Omega needed, to find authentic respite. "Want me to come back in there, babe? Want me to fill you up again?"
Tuffnut growled with total incoherence, the heat possessing him with more vigor. The viking raised his backside in supplication. His juices were running through his thighs, he could feel them, almost like tears. All his body implored for sweet continuation. He couldn't wait another second…
When a solid tip of flesh slightly touched his cheeks, Tuffnut moaned, trying desperately to rub against it. Snotlout permitted it, pressing his own erection against the Omega's perky bottom, clumsy with lust. Drool covered Tuffnut's shoulder while they flirted with their bodies, both too absorbed in the pleasure of the moment, to do anything else.
Since it had been a hot day, Tuffnut had taken his nap stripped from the waist up, only his necklace being the exception. And now the plump fingers of his Alpha were taking advantage of it, moving all over his body. He traced his flanks, his stomach, his chest, his back—all that he could reach. Snotlout always said that Tuffnut had the smoothest skin in the archipelago. He appeared to be fascinated by it, and never stopped himself from groping Tuffnut when the opportunity would arise—the more public the opportunity, the better.
"I'll take care of you, Tuff. Don't worry. You're perfect, you know that? You are perfect. Finding you like this when I go home, it's the best thing that can happen to me."
Tuffnut held himself still for a second, relishing the tenderness of the rare confession. Nobody else would consider Tuff as perfect. Only Snotlout denominate him like that. Only to his eyes, would the blond viking live on such a pedestal, and to tell the truth, his eyes were only ones that mattered to Tuffnut.
Then, the moment passed, and Tuff took one of Snotlout's hand to guide it to his own lap. "D-Do it, then. E-Enjoy i-it all."
Snotlout listened to him. Without more delay, he joined their bodies, no finesse, uniting them in a ceremony more ancient than history itself.
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He suspected that something was wrong, when he caught himself pressing his groin against the wooden chair. Repeatedly.
"It can't be." Hiccup muttered, his eyes widening. "Not yet. It can't be."
Unfortunately, Toothless's ears were already rising, and Hiccup felt the dragon's whole body inflating with an enormous inhalation. It was too late. Toothless had already noticed what was happening.
"Oh, come on, no! It's not the time for this." Although he already could imagine what he would find, Hiccup swallowed his fearfulness and… looked below his hips, raising his pelvis off the seat, with all the casualness he could muster.
Damn.
"Ugh, brilliant. Another pair of trousers, ruined." With a grimace, Hiccup rubbed his face with one of his hands. How could he be in heat already? He still was missing half a month! And his calculations were never incorrect. Hiccup was not prepared. He didn't have a plan. He'd had so many things to do today, that preparing for an unexpected heat hadn't been in his agenda. He didn't even have a spare pair of pants with himself to replace the wet ones, for Thor's sake. "How could it be? I'm not irregular with my cycles."
"Does it matter?"
Hiccup rolled his eyes. "Well, at least there never can be said, that you're not willing to fulfill your obligations, when the time comes, bud."
What he got in response was a long string of purring. "You smell so... nice. Like cherries."
Although it wasn't the first time that he heard about it, Hiccup still blushed when the comparison was made. "I suppose it could be worse: I could smell of salmon." In that case, after the first heat, there really wouldn't had been nothing left of Hiccup.
"Don't joke!" Toothless stretched his wings to offer him a momentary embrace. "What is the problem? It came sooner that you expected. So, what? Now, I'll take care of it."
"Toothless, it's not that simple. I have an appointment with the council, my mom is waiting for me. We can't just take off, right now. She'll kill us!"
"We can. We will."
Hiccup bit his lower lip. To not attend to the council meeting, for a second, turned out more tempting than paying attention to his heat. "Ma' will be mad. You don't like making her mad, remember? You live to please her."
"I like to please you more."
Hiccup snorted. The mellowed idiot. What a huge and sweet idiot of a dragon he had. "We can wait. If we go back to the village, I can give orders that they prepare our room while I'm in the meeting, and that way I'll have time—"
"No."
The Alpha influence was so sudden and absolute, that at once, Hiccup was seated again, his trousers getting wetter by the intense biological command. Hiccup couldn't control himself then, for a moment he appreciated the minimum friction that his seat provided. Aaaah. If felt so good. "Okay. Whatever you want."
"I know a place."
Hiccup swallowed hard, leaving Toothless to take charge of the flight. It had been a long while since the last time they that had found refuge in the outskirts of Berk for this kind of activity. Normally, they'd shut themselves in their hut until the heat would come to an end, like isolated prisoners. -Nothing of this day has been normal, why hope for normality with this damned heat too? He cleared up his throat, lowering his upper body along his Alpha's extended back. "So. Where are we going, bud?" Toothless had taken course towards the south, at Berk's opposed direction.
"Surprise."
Typical. Smiling, the rider abused his seat a little more. His body's temperature was beginning to increase, the heat's intensity going up considerably, because of the proximity with his Alpha. Hiccup embraced the Night Fury's neck. In just a little more time, sparkles would fly between them, their pheromones hitting it off like two heads of a Zippleback. They couldn't delay this for much longer. Once activated, Hiccup's heats were used to develop more quickly than normal.
Fortunately, the island that Toothless chose proved to be the paradise of waterfalls that they had discovered during their adventures. The wild flora found wonderful benefits of the fresh climate, this time of the year. When they had found it, Toothless and Hiccup had enjoyed a few long bathes, only the two of them, naked, drying up on pure sunshine…
Oh.
Now, Hiccup understood why this island had been selected. It had been enough to only remember the other activities that they had carried out in the border of the waterfalls… Hiccup bit his lips with more force. His trousers were definitely ruined, now. By Freyja! That had been an unforgettable day, and now, more special recollections would join the commemoration of the enhanced island.
Toothless flew deeper into the core of the island, a light growl vibrating through his body. He was getting impatient.
Hiccup kissed a bit of scaly skin. "Are you going to take me like the last time we were here?"
To say that they almost collided with a tree trunk would be little. Hiccup guffawed at his Alpha's reaction.
In moments, they finally reached the major cascade. A splendid source of inspiration, romance, and dreamlike life. Toothless didn't decreasing speed, just as he kept getting closer to the aquatic torrent. Hiccup adjusted himself on his saddle, and secured his hold. Almost there…
In the last instant, the human stretched out his arms, throwing his person backwards. The falling water wrapped him completely, while they went through the monumental piece of nature's art. Hiccup shouted with excitement, the freshness of the cold water helping him to a state of semi-coherence. However, it did not last forever. When he least expected it, Toothless had already mobilized them to the inside of the waterfall, towards the secret cave that awaited them. The cave that had been found useful as a private suite for their encounters.
The bed of vegetation and flowers that Toothless had built for Hiccup was still in perfect condition, fed constantly from the humidity. The refuge of stone that surrounded them shone with the effect of the sunbeams, which filtered through the water. Hiccup jumped from the Night Fury's back, his heart pounding with anxiety. He worked fast; dedicated in removing Toothless's saddle first, since very soon, they wouldn't even been able to articulate their own names. Once the task was done, Hiccup shrieked in surprise, feeling Toothless's teeth pulling at his armor.
It was clear then, the wait was over. Hiccup knew it as soon as he was thrown into their nest.
"Toothless, wait, let me—"
A reptilian mouth cleared his way between Hiccup's legs, and… it inhaled deeply.
Oh, Thooooooor. Hiccup knocked his head down. His pelvis undulated automatically, almost with life of his own, giving an old lover the welcome it deserved. He finally found the friction that he had needed so much, Toothless's snout nailing itself against his damp center. "Love-love-love. Cherries-cherries-cherries."
"Uuuuuuh."
This. This was Toothless's ultimate weak spot. For every Alpha. The scent from an Omega's heat was what they lived for.
"I'm going to Take You, the way you deserve to be Taken." The dragon spoke, moving back only to extract Hiccup's only boot. Following the example, Hiccup took charge of the rest of his armor and clothes. When he got to his shirt, the final item, Hiccup found himself laying on his stomach, feeling the breeze blow his soaked backside, the material of his trousers being destroyed by vicious teeth.
"Damn it—Damn it, Toothless. How am I suppose—How will I will be able to return to Berk without pants?"
"It is not of import. This is what matters."
Hiccup tightened his fists around green leafs, his chin falling in an amazed O.
Toothless's tongue was committed to clean out his thighs, gathering each vestige of his favorite syrup. Oh, for Thor, Odín, Balder, Loki and all others that had decided that Hiccup's life would culminate in this manner. Just as Toothless loved his liquid essence, Hiccup surrendered the same honor to that wicked and twisted tongue. Feeling the harsh texture against his ultra-sensible skin was amazing. It was an experience that tortured him with its sensuality. Hiccup was a gasping and sweating disaster, in a matter of minutes, raising himself up to his knees, demanding for more.
Just… more.
"Aaaaah." When the tongue licked clean one of his ass-cheeks, Hiccup ventured to stretch one hand behind him, pulling from the other cheek, without any piece of dignity left. "Please. You know what I want, Alpha. Please."
"You think you Deserve It?"
Hiccup wobbled his rear, feeling more natural lubrication sprout out from its source. "If you think that I don't deserve it, punish me." He twisted his face to face him, throwing a wink at his lover. "Do whatever you want to me, Toothless. Give me what I want, or don't—I'll take it. I'll take whatever you give me."
The Night Fury made up his mind fast. And when the decision was made, Hiccup felt it. His internal muscles tensed up with greed, when his core was penetrated by the spongy appendix. Hiccup moaned with gratitude, closing his eyes. His hips counterattacked the entrances and withdrawals of the dragon's tongue, building a rhythm that their time as lovers, had already established through the years. The echoes of his human moans added excitement to the current situation, to supernatural levels. Being outdoors was highlighting new dimensions to the cherished act. Hiccup caressed one of his Alpha's frontal leg, when he saw them locking it selves around him. I need you—He cried out without voice. I want you, want you in me. I need you in me.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh…" Came out of his mouth, working simultaneously with the thrusts of his hips, getting thoroughly conquered by the soft object. "Buddy—I'm going to—I'm going to— "
Too late. His internal muscles stiffened and squeezed around Toothless's weapon of choice, searching for something that still haven't obtained from his Alpha. His first orgasm consolidated without additional help, materializing in other type of fluid, marking the nest below. Hiccup took hold of his lover's legs like his life depended of it, his hips persisting with its movements, following its biological imperative. It wasn't a long-lasting consummation, only an exercise to put the Omega at ease, merely to relax his inner muscles. Toothless was always extremely careful in avoiding Hiccup any kind of pain during the Big Act, despite of the fact that at this of their mating, Hiccup's body was already molded to receive him—No matter what.
Sometimes, Hiccup thought that Toothless only liked to spoil him. And if his assumption was true, who was Hiccup to complain?
"Only mine." The statement gave him shudders.
"Yes, yes. Never wanted anyone else, frigg."
Toothless cleaned out his flaccid member, his laps getting softer, now that the urgency had passed. "I wish I could do this always. Being joint to you in this way, for eternity."
"We are always together, dummy." Hiccup struggled until he could kiss a blackish leg. "You're always with me, beating inside my chest, with another heart that I grew only for you."
Wings stretched over both, majestic in more than a physical way. Hiccup turned his body around, laying himself more comfortable on his altar. The Alpha's big green eyes absorbed his every little action, never tired of the same view. "Come here." Hiccup re-opened his legs to accommodate him. "I want feel you."
When the texture of membranes covered him, it was Hiccup's turn for licking, for savoring, for sucking kisses in another's skin. The sensation of the scales on his human coil made him crazy. Toothless's body always remained slightly cool, offering relief to his on-going fever. Just when Hiccup really believed that he would die from the heat's demands, Toothless's embrace would constantly bring him serenity.
Just as his mission of marking territory went on and on, Hiccup slowly slide along the monumental length of scales and butter soft skin, getting closer and closer to the dragon's pelvis, to Hiccup's real purpose. "How are you're going to take me?"
Toothless buried his head on the bed, growling when his Omega's fingers found their goal. "In front of everyone. Human. Dragon. In front of friends and enemies alike."
"Gods, Toothless…" Hiccup moaned, and ended up rubbing his lap with the powerful mental image. Toothless's torso was the perfect column for the task. "How long have you been fantasizing about something like that?"
"Always. Since I saw you the first time. Since I touched you. Since we flew up together."
-Oh, frigg. Hiccup's fingers opened up his price, pulling apart the secret pouch that kept his lover's member. He freed it, using a little portion of the foreign fluid at the tip, to lubricate his own recently-sprouted erection, "It's just me, right now… Will it be enough for you, to have only me for now? Am I enough… for you, right now?"
"Only my Omega is able to fulfill me. I don't need anything else—Just you, is all I need—Hiccuuuuup." It was Toothless's turn to whine and whimper, his body and soul breaking apart around Hiccup. "Take you—Need to take you. Come back."
Panting without control whatsoever, the human dragged his body back to where he belonged. He supported his legs, a fog of warmth and want, clouding his judgment. He closed his eyes, giving in to his most basic cravings. The sound of battle-drums resounded in his veins…
He was totally covered with his Alpha's immense chest, Toothless's head nuzzling the top of Hiccup's head, never far away.
He was invaded, he was filled to the rim, stuffed, gratified, send to an incredible wholesome state—one mighty thrust connecting them without flaw. The human's aching and pulsating opening sighed with jubilation, for it had finally been conquered. Hiccup hugged Toothless in all capacity, shrieking and grunting. The plunges that impaled him were a whirlwind of pleasure, divinity, adrenaline, commotion—Hiccup felt his Alpha's sharp bite piercing his shoulder, adding the last touch that caused Hiccup to lose his mind.
There was no control. Toothless took him as if the only fantasy that mattered to him was this, and nothing else. He barely breathed between thrusts, flattening Hiccup's erection in the process. The delight quadrupled, due to it. Hiccup scratched him, bit him, asked him for more, asked him for less—He bled from his shoulder and from his lips. Sweat, saliva, biological oils, it all mixed into one. His ass got the punishment that Hiccup had asked between previous provocations, his cheeks reddened, boiling with the unforgiving impact from their bodies…
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To be continued…
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AN: I know, I know, I left it at the best part. But consider this chapter some sort-of pilot, to see what you guys think. This fic is complete, so don't worry about updates. So, you all know what to do now, guys. If you liked what you saw, review, please! There's Eretfly and RuffClud yet to come…
Nordic Translations:
Frigg: Dear one, beloved.