AUTHORS NOTE

This is a multiple crossover between How to Train Your Dragon, Rise of the Guardians, Big Hero 6 and Frozen. It was inspired by Chris Villain's Male Jessica Rabbit and I had this clear vision of a sexy singing Jack in a suit :))) It's also inspired by some of the recent dreams that I had so yeah. Enjoy! :)

"Hiccup, hey, Hiccup wake up!" says Astrid as she shakes her partner. They have been working very late for the last couple of days because of a case they just couldn't crack. It was an old case but it was a huge one, one that only a few detectives took on and eventually gave up on. They did interviews and used past researches until they've exhausted all of their sources, they were about to give up until this.

"WAKE UP STUPID!"

Hiccup jolted awake and fell off his chair, sending all of his paperwork flying in the air. "I'm up! I'm up!" he said in his slightly groggy state, "Why'd you wake me up? We haven't had a blink of sleep Astrid, aren't you tired?" Rubbing his eyes while trying to focus on how his partner was crossing her arms looking very smug. She huffed and slammed her fists on his desk to startle him.

"I've got a lead on the Hamada case." Shoving him the file case and settling down on the table. Hiccup opened it thinking it was just another claim but he wasn't expecting to read such a scandalous profile. Upon seeing the expression written all over his face, Astrid proceeded on explaining "His name is Jackson Frost. He was one of Tadashi Hamada's close friends and was there when he was murdered. No one knew where he hid but at least now we know. I want you to go there and find out why he disappeared" "But why me? This is…this is some kind of male strip club. I wouldn't be caught dead in there!" he replied hysterically. Astrid just rolled her eyes and left his office, leaving him to do this on his own.

Seeing as there was no way out of his situation, he took his coat and went out. There was no harm in going to a strip club, right? Just a detective looking for some clues. Hiccup decided to just walk to his destination since it would help him clear his mind. With the file tucked beneath his arm, he went on and sat in the middle of the crowd to get a better view and ordered a shot of Brandy. What fun was going to a strip club without getting something to drink?

Hiccup looked around him to see if there was anyone he knew or knew him. This wasn't exactly a place where he wanted to be seen in. After all, he was a renowned detective. He would go through a lot just to solve a case, especially the Hamada case but this wasn't what he had in mind. The Hamada case was about the murder of Tadashi Hamada, the famous robotics engineer and scientist who pioneered the Baymax project along with his little brother Hiro. He was killed with multiple stabs on his chest and a gunshot wounds on his arm and the back of his neck. Hiro was the first one to find his body along with their missing project. The case went cold for 5 years since the killer left no traces of DNA in the crime scene. Hiccup stumbled upon the case while cleaning up an old office that was given to him and decided to crack it because it wasn't fair for the family members of Mr. Hamada. At first, Astrid refused to help him given the history of this case but they were best friends and he was always there for him so she eventually said yes.

Stripper after stripper, Hiccup was getting slightly drunk but he still maintained his focus. He was a light drinker but he could hold a shot or two. Just as he was about to doze off, a suited man went up stage and took the microphone, "Ladies and gentlemen, the star of our night, Jackson Frost!" The detective shifted in his seat and waited with anticipation for his lead.

'You had plenty of money in 1922.

You let other women make a fool of you.

Why don't you do right

Like some other men do?'

With a pianist accompanying him, Jack's voice echoed in the room filled with silence. He slowly went out of the velvet curtains revealing himself. His tight shiny blue suit revealed his chest, the color complemented his pale skin and pristine white hair. He clutched the microphone seductively as his mouth sang the words with such emphasis that it made everyone tingle for him. Flicking his eyes to the audience like a lion looking for his prey, glancing left to right in order to choose the right one.

'Get out of here.

Get me some money too.'

His crystal blue eyes settled in for a pair of green eyes that he's never seen before. He studied him, looking from his shaggy brown hair to his nicely built frame. Jack has never seen a man this attractive watching his show before. Lips twitching to a smirk he stared down at his new conquest.

'You're sitting down and wondering

What it's all about.

If you ain't got no money

They will put you out.

Why don't you do right

Like some other men do?'

As the pianist did his runs, the performer slowly walked up to people in his audience. Teasing them, running his hand over their thighs, shoulders and faces. Making shaky breaths as he closed in on them and occasionally he bit his lips with such sensuality that you could see the lust clouding up on his audience' faces. Finally, he made his way to the detective, circling around him.

'Get out of here

Get me some money too.'

Jack put both of his creamy hands on Hiccup's tense shoulders and put his lips near his ear, making little moans as he massaged him. Hiccup closed his eyes and gulped, he has never been seduced like this before. Hell, he's never been seduced at all. He was always that nerdy kid that everyone treated as "just a friend." And no one ever looked at him as a man to be desired but here was this icy vixen touching him in such a way that made him heat up in desire.

'Now if you had prepared

20 years ago.

You wouldn't be wanderin now

From door to door.

Why don't you do right

Like some other men do?'

He sang and proceeded to straddle the detective, he grabbed his tie and pulled him close to his face. Hiccup's eyes slightly closed for he thought that Jack was about to kiss him but then he was pushed down hard on his chair. Still holding on to Hiccup's tie, the performer threw his head back and grinded his pelvis on the other man's.

'Get out of here

Get me some money too.

Get out of here

Get me some money too.'

Heat started to pool in Hiccup's nether regions and he was starting to have an obvious dent in his trousers that he really couldn't hide. Jack felt the man's hard on and displayed a coy smile as he inched in the other's face.

'Why don't you do right

Like some other men…'

With his lips just a centimeter apart from his prey, he sang.

'Do….'

As the pianist did the ending runs, Jack let his control go and kissed Hiccup then he got up and slowly went back up the stage, behind the curtain. Hiccup, who was still dazed by extreme lust, got up after a few minutes and tried to ignore his painful erection. What just happened there? Not that he was complaining but he was still shuddering by how that little vixen treated him. Deciding not to think about his extreme lust, he walked towards the door that said backstage.

"Performers only" said a huge man in a black suit.

"CSI" he responded and took out his badge. The guard didn't look at it and repeated "Performers only." Hiccup grew slightly irritated and kept his badge, planning on yelling at the guy for not letting at officer pass through especially when he was on official business. He opened his mouth to say something until…

"Can I help you?"

A familiar face opened the door. Jack's eyes grew as he saw who was outside, "Uhm…hi, I'm Hiccup. I'm a detective. CSI. Uh…I have some questions for you..uhm…ehrm.." The detective tried to keep his demeanor calm but his voice and heartbeat was failing him. It was obvious that the performer was making him nervous. Jack smiled and pulled the guard close to him, whispering something. Hiccup glanced at them nervously and was surprised when the guard moved to the side, letting him pass. "I..uhh…thank you."

He followed Jack through the black colored hallway towards a bedazzled blue door that has, in big bold white letters, the performer's name on. "This way" Jack said as he opened the door. Hiccup's eyes roamed around the room trying to decide whether he was going to be shocked or not about it. The walls were painted grey with sky blue snowflake patterns, his white vanity filled with face paints and x-rated pictures of the man who owns it, costumes with little to no clothing hung on racks and velvety blue sofa in a far corner. "Please sit down, I'll get you some coffee."

Hiccup sat on the sofa and his eyes followed Jack, who was putting hot water in a mug. Clearing his throat, the detective took out a picture of Tadashi Hamada and opened his mouth. "I've got some questions about someone you know" "Who?" as the other man turned and saw the picture, he almost dropped the mug of steaming coffee.

"Ta….Tada…Tadashi…"

Jack's eyes slowly glistened and walked his way near the detective. "I'm guessing he was very close to you" Hiccup took the mug and let the other settle down. "Yes, I do…he was my boyfriend" he replied as a tear rolled down his cheek, his head hung low. "He was such a good man, he treated me like the most beautiful person on earth and I…I can't believe he's gone." Silence filled the room as Jack covered his face with his hands. Hiccup put down the coffee and placed an arm around the man's shoulders in an attempt to comfort him. 'Such a magnificent face shouldn't be stained with sadness' he thought as he rubbed soothing circles on Jack's back.

"I'm sorry…"he sniffed.

"It's okay"

"Did you like the show?" the performer said, trying to change the subject. He obviously didn't want to talk about his dead boyfriend. Jack has never dated anyone since Tadashi's passing, he swore that he would never date again because he didn't want to go through the same pain all over so he decided to just seduce and play with men in order to forget but something about Hiccup was making him fill with desire and he just couldn't control himself.

"It…It was…uhmm…very entertaining. You're…a…very good singer."

"Just a singer? Hmmm…" slender fingers glided across Hiccup's inner thighs and he jolted as he attempted to shy away from his roving hands. Jack leaned towards him, his body almost completely pressed against him. He once again straddled the detective who was clouded in an alluring scent that made his heart race.

"Uhhh…"

Jack pressed a finger on Hiccup's lips and shushed him. "You sure you don't remember this?" Jack suddenly grinded and gyrated on his pelvis which made the brunette's dick bolt up. "Oh god…stop…this is bad…"he said as he tried to escape the sexy creature bouncing on his lap. To be honest, he didn't want Jack to stop. He had never felt anything like this before, yes he has been with other partners but they never made such moves, such painfully amazing moves. Jack smirked "I do very bad things detective…very bad and dirty things….and.." He leaned in the other's ear and whispered "I do them very well."

Hiccup's hard on was getting worse by each movement Jack made. His breaths getting shallow and lust filled him in. He let his hands move towards Jack's hips. The performer covered the other man's mouth with his own, kissing him passionately. He lapped at his lower lip to gain entrance, as Hiccup's lips parted, their tongues fought for dominance. His hands roamed downwards to the detective's groin and palmed the tent in his trousers. Hiccup moaned into the kiss and he silently thanked the gods because Jack was only wearing a robe, he pulled on the strings and let it slide down the white haired man's back revealing his perfectly blemish free skin. Groaning as the air touched his skin, Jack threw his head back when Hiccup suddenly latched onto one of his nipples, sucking and lapping while his hand pinched the other. The sound of his moans made the brunette's cock twitch and Jack felt it as his hand was pressed on it.

"Ahhh…detective…so good…fuck…ahhh…" Jack twined his fingers into the other man's hair and pulled him harder into his chest. Hiccup bit into his nipple and sucked hard, making him moan loud. A man has never did this to him before, all of his customers only want is a quickie but this one, this man was making him writhe under his touch.

"Yeah…moan for me baby…" the brunette said but was then suddenly deprived of his sweet treat. He was startled with the lack of visual from Jack but when he felt a hot breath near his aching cock, it was clear where he went. Jack slowly undid his belt and buttons, licking his lips as he did so. "Enjoy…" he winked and he suddenly took in Hiccup's whole member into his mouth. His cock was huge, more than what he expected. Who would have thought that Hiccup hid a monster in his pants? Drawing a sharp hiss, the detective held on to the man sucking his dick. Groans escaping his throat as all reason melts into the warmth of his mouth, the lapping of his tongue and impossible suction that exists in there. This has to end now before all the tonguing pushes him to the edge, he didn't want that, not right now. He places his hand on Jack's hair, thinking that this would make him stop, to which he responds with a moan and a deeper bobbing. Hiccup could feel the back of the performer's throat and this sent him to the point of no return. With all the will power that he could muster, he pulled out from Jack's sweet mouth who earned him a disappointed glare from the other.

Jack straddled him again, their cocks touching. Hiccup moved his hand towards the sweet flesh of his ass and started thumbing at his entrance. "Oh…fuck me detective!" the performer screamed as a finger was slowly pushed inside of him. Not deep enough though because Hiccup was worried that he might hurt Jack since they had no lubricant. Well, he wasn't prepared for such a circumstance.

"I can't, I…we don't have lube. I'm not actually prepared to have sex, this wasn't in my plan…I don't want to hurt you."

Jack responded with a whimper and took Hiccup's finger to his mouth, coating it with saliva. Jack didn't care, he was horny and he needed this. "I don't care. Fuck me. Fuck me hard, make me sore, I want this. I want your fat cock deep inside me detective." Hiccup was going to lose himself if he doesn't do this so he slid his finger further down and feels just how hot he is. Moans rung in the air as he slides his finger in and out of Jack's opening. He then added another finger and it was made clear that the performer was teetering on the brink of falling into an abyss of screams and curses. With his other hand occupied, Hiccup decided to wrap his fingers around Jack's length, eliciting grunts and moans from him as he slowly rubbed his hand up and down, trying so hard to resist to pump him for all he's worth. Jack grit his teeth, this was too much for him to handle. Just as he thought it wasn't going to get any more pleasurable than this, the detective curled his fingers inside of him hitting his sweet spot. He moaned loudly, the loudest he's ever elicited that night.

"Oh fuck….fuck…right there…I can't…ahhh…I cahh…"

"Right here?" Hiccup asked as he pressed hard against it once more earning him a scream. Deciding that he played with Jack well enough, he took out his fingers and turned Jack so that he was facing his back. He squeezed the pale cheek of his ass and rubbed his aching cock on it. There was only one look that a person could have when they are in the edge of lust, a look that could only mean that all this person was thinking about is fucking someone senseless. That look was evident on Jack's face when he craned his neck to take a good look on Hiccup's face. The detective once more felt the grip that he had on the base of his cock, holding it into position as he slides down onto him. He was engulfed in a hot sweet feeling, Jack was going all the way. "Shit…so tight…fuck." Hiccup wanted to cum right there and then but he wanted this moment to last so busied himself. He held onto Jack's hips and helped him move, up and down slowly.

Jack bucked his hips and intensifies in speed and strength, the brunette wanted to remark on how tight and good the man was but he couldn't form the sentences in his mind. He put his hands on Jack's nipples in order to distract himself to which he responded squeals and groans. Hiccup decided to thrust up like a geyser now and then to heighten the sensation. Their furious fucking was almost bruising, skin slapping on skin and sweat forming on their bodies. He could feel that Jack was getting tired so he pulled himself out of his sweet core and pushed him onto the sofa with his ass up in the air.

Wasting no time, he pushes his cock inside Jack's entrance. Growling with hands gripped firmly on his hips. He gently slides in and out, almost painfully because he knew that Jack wanted a good hard fuck but his goal was to make this last and make the most of it.

"Oh god…there! FUCK ME RIGHT THERE! Oh fuck..fuck…oh…"

The performer was breathless, relishing in the feeling of Hiccup's length stretching him out as he continues to hump him. Jack pushed back trying to make this session go faster but no response. So he commanded him to go 'harder' and 'faster' bucking more into him, trying to maximize the waves of pleasure hitting him. The detective was hanging onto his last drop of will power and decided to just go with it. With his other hand holding on to Jack's hips, he used the other to stroke his dick that was agonizingly waiting to be touched.

"Jack…I'm gonna…shit….I'm…"

Hiccup wanted to hold on for a little longer but his body was telling him to let go. He shut his eyes and saw white. The wave of pleasure was too much for him that he didn't have time to pull out, he came hard inside Jack, who came on the sofa. With both of their bodies worn out and shockwaves still pulsing in their veins, they fell spooning each other as they were engulfed in deep sleep.