So, there it is – the first OS for the Story „The Chieftess of Berk" and as promised it's some smut. I guess, that Hiccup and Astrid deserved some time together, after the happenings which lead them to marry, go to war and defeat Astrid's mother. So, yeah – it's their first time and I dearly hope, that you enjoy :D
Disclaimer: HTTYD does not belong to me, or ever will and this series of OneShot's is rated M for a reason, though – yeah – there also will be chapters with lower ratings as well ;D
But this specific one: M.
So...enjoy :D
The Dress
It was frustrating...
…, like absolutely, overwhelmingly, outrageously frustrating!
And this frustration was deeply connected with her beloved husband. With her husband and the very fact, that they were not doing things, they were supposed to do. Like...overwhelmingly, outrageous adult stuff. Things, you were not supposed to talk about with anybody other than your spouse, or in public.
But now there she was – having a few relaxing moments with the other woman on this island, who was very able to talk about stuff like that most openly. Yes – sometimes during very inappropriate occasions – like in the middle of the Mead Hall, or during a comfortable dinner with their friends. If she was just too simple-minded, to completely understand, or just too shameless o mind was something, that Astrid couldn't tell.
Yet she just found herself wondering, if all these things would be just like described, or just totally different. Not only that – but she was wondering – why on Midgard - her friend was so lucky to be able to...do 'stuff like that', while all she and her husband did, was some mere making/out, whenever they found time for that. Like during early mornings, before they had to get up, when ever they were alone in the forge, or – and most specially for her – right after they went to bed.
It was nothing too scandalous. Mere kissing, while laying on top of the other. Careful touching, where ever they dared – but never bellow the abdomen and Hiccup most rarely touched her chest. And mostly that felt like a mere accident to her, though she didn't mind, when he did.
She couldn't deny, that she was enjoying it. And she for sure knew, that her husband couldn't deny it either. Especially when his … well... not so little, but very obvious 'problem' got in the way, often times resulting in the frustrating end of their make-out session. With him muttering hurried excuses, pulling away and to the other side of the bed, before sympathy would get the best out of her and she would merely cuddle him from the side. Saying, that it was okay and that she loved him, while very much wishing, that he would just stick it somewhere else and-
"Yep, sex is great!" Ruffnut all too suddenly uttered, before she laid on her back in the snow around them, having a thick coat covering her, so she wouldn't get cold. So there she laid, right next to Astrid and looked up into the sky.
They were currently by a small frozen lake in the middle of the forest on Berk. Spending some time together, with the strangest kind of friendship between them. After all – for some weeks Astrid was more and more actively searching for Ruffnut's company, or better to say...seeking with interest (though never voicing them out loud) for the experiences stories from her friend. Though – sure – oftentimes they were cringe-worthy, especially since Ruffnut's lover was not other than Snotlout himself – but she was not trying to think too much about the details.
"Yep..." Astrid merely said, not being able to say anything about it, watching how Stormfly played with Barf and Belch some kind of fetch in the distance.
She didn't notice, how Ruffnut was eyeing her from the side and smirked.
"But what am I telling you – you are probably humping like two rabbits in Spring! You guys are really two busy people – and not only because you are chief and chieftess, am I right?"
Astrid immediately froze upon hearing that, but tried to ignore her friend's words, in hope, that she would soon move on to another topic.
But luck was not on her site this day:
"Hiccup probably can't get his hands off of you. It's probably a miracle, that the two of can get our of bed in the morning! Is there maybe something, that we could learn from the two of you?"
"Ehr..." Astrid heavily blushed, before she cleared her throat to continue: "..., have a lot of stamina! A-and always use to right muscles in an effective way and-"
"We are not talking about some training here, Madame General Haddock! We are talking here about the old game of getting down and dirty and-" Ruffnut all too suddenly stopped, gasping, while coming to an conclusion – one that Astrid was not wishing for. "-sweet Thor, Loki and Freya! Don't tell me it's true, what I think is true-"
"Ruffnut-"
"Our dear Chief and Chieftess still haven't-"
"Please, don't-"
"Put the P right into the V!"
"...wait, what?!"
Ruffnut immediately sat up, grabbing Astrid's arm and shook it with excitement.
"He hasn't put his mighty sword into your scarab! His great Dragon into your cave!"
Astrid pulled her arm out of Ruffnut's grip, desperately trying to think about anything else, to stop her cheeks from flaming, pulling her own cloak a little more tightly around her.
"Urgh! Okay, okay! I understand! And how many ways are there anyway to say...you know-"
"'Have fucked?'"
"Yes, yes! Exactly that!"
"Well...I know a few, but that is not the point here! You-" She pointed at Astrid "- haven't had sex with your husband. The very one person you are allowed to have sex with. Like – all day and all night long. Why?!"
Astrid was starring at Ruffnut, pressing her lips together, wondering, what she could tell the Thorston twin, without completely embarrassing herself, or her husband. But in the end – this was Ruffnut, her friend and she would never dare to tell anybody else, what she was about to tell her. Right?
"If you ever dare to tell this to anybody, then Stormfly gets to drag you to a distant island, after you have cleaned to dragon stables all on your own. And after I had a private training session with you!"
"Boo, you are no fun, Astrid Haddock!"
"Ruffnut-"
"Fine, fine! My lips are sealed. So, why haven't you two already shagged again?"
Astrid rolled her eyes, because of yet another synonym for this...activity.
"Wait, wait, let me guess! You guys promised to wait, until you were ready! Gosh! You are so boring!"
"We are not boring, we are not just 'doing it' right after the next best person confessed their love to us. We just...you know...knew, that we had time now that everything was over with my mother and after everything, that happened here on Berk and on Hranafall. We didn't want to pressure ourselves. We wanted it to be nice and simple. And...you know...making out is also very nice."
"...I am sorry, how old are you again?"
"We didn't want to be too fast with everything! Marrying each other wasn't planned and so we wanted it to be planned. When we are ready and when it's nice and..."
Astrid trailed off, knowing, that Ruffnut would never understand the whole complexity behind their decision. After all – they were married to have children in the very beginning (one of a few political reasons). And to have children it meant for them to have sex - a decision, that was taken from them, by letting other people decide for them. It also had been an easy decision for them to wait, because it gave them back some time, that was stolen from them. To get to know each other better. Not only their minds, but also their bodies.
"...and now it had been such a long time, that we just don't know, how to start." she yet admitted truthfully in the end, hugging her legs to her chest, still watching the dragons in front of them. "Also – Hiccup would never dare to start anything. He is too good for that."
"And you are too prude to start, either, right?"
Astrid wouldn't call it that, but in the end – yes, yes, there was something very strange and uncomfortable off letting Hiccup see her naked. And see him naked as well. Maybe because they were very used to their closeness in a clothed state by now...
…, or maybe because her mother has always warned her, of getting too close to another man over and over and over again and so years of indoctrination still lingered deeply within her. Something, that was just too hard to get out of her mind, no matter how often she tried to convince herself differently.
Sure – in the end she had fought against her mother, but not with a lasting effect. And maybe her fear off getting any closer to the man she loved was now deeply rooted within her.
But instead of telling Ruffnut all that, Astrid merely shrugged her shoulders, answering:
"I don't want it to get in the way of our relationship and marriage..."
Ruffnut laughed upon hearing that and with mirth in her eyes she looked at Astrid, who was a little offended by her friends behavior – though..., she should have known, that the female twin wouldn't take her all to serious.
"You are very cute, Haddock!"
"I am not cute. And if you ever dare to say that again, I will-"
"Stop your threats there my dear and listen to ol' aunty Ruffnut! I will teach you everything about fu-" "Please don't!" "-cking, I know so far. Which funnily enough means, that I will be the very person to thank, once you bless Berk with an heir! So – first of all – get rid of your far too complicated thoughts! With all these 'what-ifs' and 'if-nots' you will never get far and you will never get into your husband's pants with that!"
"And what do you want to recommend? That I just walk over to Hiccup, put my hands down on his...you know what...and say vulgar things?!"
"Well, that is more an offensive way to do it. But – yeah – that would work. Though I would guess, that he would get a heart attack if you do that and that is not something, that you want! For you – my dearest chieftess – it would be a more subtle way. Make eyes at him, let your hands wander~"
And that was exactly what Ruffnut did – closing her eyes halfway, while she looked directly into Astrid's, smiling alluringly, while one of her handS wandered with feather-like touches over the young woman's neck, her shoulder – even daring to go over Astrid's chest – though thankfully enough sepperated with her thick coat, before halting at her waist.
"...pull him close to you. Kiss his neck – I bet he likes that. And then you whisper into his ear, how much you want him..." And Ruffnut did, whispering these words into Astrid's ear, and the pure imagination of her doing that to Hiccup made already her stomach tingle with sweet excitement.
Astrid's breathing become uneven and while still sitting, she pressed her thighs together, heat spreading from her abdomen through her whole body, while she felt, that her cheeks were heavily burning once again.
Ruffnut on the other hand pulled once more away, grinning madly, once she saw, what kind of an effect she had on the other woman.
"Believe me. He will be like wax in your hands! Well...apart from the fact, that you don't want him to be all soft, because that would be some mood killer!"
"And that would work?"
Ruffnut's grin got even wider and more wicked.
"Oh he so will like that! Don't think, that Hiccup would be able to resist you then! And I am waiting for your report there! It's your wedding night then, if I guess correctly..."
Astrid nodded, hoping, that Ruffnut would be right with all of her assumptions and that she would be finally be able to take the next step.
And yet, there she was the next day – once again very frustrated, while she was folding her washed cloths to put them in the drawer. Frustrated that, once more, she hadn't found the courage to just do all those things, that Ruffnut had told her to do. Because, once he had the house late that night, Toothless had followed, being far to hungry to get distracted immediately. And then there was Hiccup, who was far too tiered. And though she had promised to do the next step for their relationship, she just couldn't bring herself to do so – just stepping up to him, once Toothless was busy with his feeding bucked and the fish in it, touch him and whisper to him and kiss him.
Above all, he was hungry himself himself – not being able to eat anything all day. And his leg was hurting. And he was frustrated, that the weather would change soon again, now, that the Berkians had started to prepare for Spring's arrival and by the fact, that the fish stocks in the West from Berk were starting to go and...just so many things more.
And she had listened to him. Provided him with some fresh and cold water and some bread, she had bought earlier that day. Giving him some advices, which he thankfully took.
After that they merely went to bed. Sharing a few loving kisses and cuddles, before he eventually fell asleep within a few minutes, leaving her – yeah – once again very frustrated. Loved, but frustrated.
She sighed, before putting some cloths away in the upper drawer, grimacing, when she saw, that it was far too full to close, getting now frustrated with far too trivial things.
She pulled her cloths back out, throwing them on the bed, starting to empty the whole drawer now, knowing, that she had to hurry, since she had to be in the arena soon to train a few men in combat there. She didn't want them to wait for her for too long.
But then – by pulling out a bunch of horrible wrinkled stuff, she suddenly stopped, when she reached for something in a dark red color. Astrid immediately knew, what she had found and pulled it out completely.
It was her wedding dress – the one, which Gobber had given the her and in which she had married the man she loved.
A soft smile reached her lips, remembering, that day – though, back then, she definitely hadn't felt the same for Hiccup, like she was feeling now. Back then, it had been mere hate, before it had turned in great admiration, deep friendship and love.
Yes...back then, when her mother had wanted her to kill Hiccup during their wedding night, when he was supposed to do, what every man was doing to their wife. Though, back then, Ljóda had told her daughter lies of what would happen during their wedding night, with him merely using her body to fulfill his own needs and desires, whereas now she wanted nothing more, but to do...it. Not only to fulfill some desires, but because she loved him and would love to share her body with him and-
Astrid's drain of thoughts suddenly stopped, while a plan suddenly started to form in her mind – one, where this dress would hopefully be useful in. And with every detail she added, her smile widened even more.
Before everything she went to do her usual daily routine – checking in at the arena, training a few men, women and children in smaller groups there. Not too much, since she wanted to stay fit until late at night that day, very well knowing, that this was the day, where she would finally be able to take the next step with Hiccup. For them...
Every time she only thought about that, her fingertips started to tickle with excitement and she started to blush slightly. If somebody would have noticed that, then they surely would mind, or had enough respect for the young woman to not call her out for that. Yet – no matter the real reason, she was glad, that nobody said something about that.
It must have been around later noon, when she allowed them all to take a break, that she hurried over to the forge, knowing, that she would find her husband there.
And she was right.
Hiccup's eyes immediately lit up, when he saw her entering, laying down his tools on a nearby desk, to approach her.
"I know, that I shouldn't ask, but why am I so lucky, to see you this early again?" He asked, laying his hands on her waist, kissing her soundly on the lips, before she could answer.
It was Gobber, who cleared his throat, that made them end the sign of affection.
"No heirs 're made within the realm of my forge! Ya may be chief and chieftess, but that also counts for the two of ya!"
"Sure..." Hiccup mumbled and rolled his eyes, finally letting go of his wife, finally noticing, that she had a bag with her. "..., so, what exactly brought you here to me? Shouldn't you give some training in the arena?"
Astrid shrugged, smiling more to herself than to Hiccup before she walked around the table, beginning to empty her bag.
"I must have been a little harsh on them and so I decided to give them a little break. You know...catch some breath, drink and eat something. And therefore I decided to take care of my own dear husband and give him some well deserved break."
"Astrid, I am fine...real-"
"You haven't eaten all day, yesterday! Not even breakfast, because you were gone too fast. And today?"
"A piece of bread, M'lady..."
"See, a piece of bread! That's not enough. Not only is it unhealthy to skip on meal, but it also can make you sick. It reduces your body mass and your muscles. And it makes you unable to think properly. I don't want that and Berk either! So, I want you to eat everything, before you return home, understood?"
Hiccup nodded, eyeing with a smile the small variety of things, she had brought for him to eat.
"And you, too!" Astrid said, lastly pulling out a large salmon, throwing it at the black dragon by her husband's side, who immediately started to devour it with loud and hungry gulps.
Hiccup chuckled at that, smiling widely and shook his head.
„I still don't know, why the Gods let me have such a wonderful wife..."
He came closer again, hugging her once more. She tried to ignore previous feelings and hope for the coming night, suddenly remembering a few of Ruffnut's words, that would suggest her to 'Just let him grab you, lay you on the table and get busy'. And deep down she wished, that he would just do that.
"Could ya please stop that!" Gobber once again groaned in annoyance, pushing past them and hit with that Hiccup in the back, while he hurried to one of the furnaces behind them. "No heirs 're to be made in my forge!"
"Of course, of course..." Hiccup mumbled, still holding onto one of Astrid's hands with one of his, while he tried to rub the spot, where the old smith has hit him. "...don't worry, he doesn't know anything about...you know..."
She nodded, very well understanding, that he meant the lack of their current sex-arrangements. And she smiled softly, before it was her, who cleared her throat, noticing how her thoughts started to get clouded by desire for her husband again.
"Sure...", she mumbled, kissing his cheek, before she turned around to leave. Her heart was beating heavily, knowing, that that would soon change. "...see you later, Babe! And please – eat! I want my husband to be healthy and saturated!"
He laughed about that, also returning to his task.
"Of course, M'lady!"
After her little visit to her beloved husband, she knew, that the following hours would be harsh for her, knowing what could possibly await her. But, even if she would reach her goal, then at least she knew, that Hiccup at least would have something to eat.
But soon enough – once the sun was setting – she finally heated home. And of course, Hiccup still wasn't there. So she still had some time to prepare – enlightening some fire in the fireplace and filling Toothless feeding bucket with fresh fish. She then hurried upstairs. Making light with a few candles she had already placed there before she had left – after all, she wanted to be able to see everything that would be happening between them.
Then she started to change, stepping out of her studded shirt and her boots and right into the dark red wedding dress, pulling it up and over her shoulders. She closed the binding at her back the best she could (which felt like a horrible mess), before she sat down on the bed.
She sighed, knowing, that now she had to wait until her dearest husband finally came home and then...well...she hoped that everything would turn our just as planned.
So she waited and soon enough she was able to hear the door opening and closing downstairs, while Toothless immediately seemed to jump up and down and towards his filled bucket. Hiccup on the other hand was walking over to one of the chairs by the fireplace and sat down – judging by the sounds, which were reaching her upstairs.
Astrid sighed one more time, standing up from were she was sitting on the bed and walked over to the door and most casually down the stairs. Her heart was beating madly in her chest and her breathing became heavier and heavier with each passing step.
This felt so surreal – but she really hoped, that everything would just turn out as planned.
And finally Hiccup looked to her, once he had noticed her steps behind him and his face changed from joy to surprise and irritation. He immediately stood up and scratched the back of his neck, absolutely unsure of what he could say or do.
"How...why...Have I been missing something?" He was finally able to ask, still getting closer to her, but stopped next to the table, still trying to understand, what was happening there.
"No..." she merely mumbled, shrugging a little and she crossed the remaining space between them, laying her hands on Hiccup's sides, smiling most alluringly up to him, while resisting the urge to cross the space between their lips and just kiss him.
"You are wearing your wedding dress, M'lady...You know that...?"
"Of course. Because..., well... I want you to...take it off..."
Hiccup's breath immediately got caught in his throat and he looked down at his wife with an unreadable look on his face. But thankfully enough he hadn't stepped away from her.
Yet his hands were still hanging numbly by his side.
He was probably just too unable to comprehend, what she was just hinting at.
Therefore she decided to enlighten him in her plan a little more, while pulling herself a little closer to him, carefully stroking with one of her hands up and down over his chest and merely breathed:
"We have been married for so long. And I have returned to Berk for some time now... I think, that it is time, that we finally have our wedding night...I believe, that we deserve it, after everthing..."
"Our..." he whispered, still unable to move, especially when her lips brushed over his jaw, his cheeks and up his ear. He was unable to finish the sentence, his breath starting to become uneven as well.
She nodded.
"Our wedding night, yes..."
"You want to~"
"We are both ready for that. I sure am. And I know, that you are as well..."
"How would you-" She immediately stopped him, by pressing her hips a little more against his already noticeable erection, hidden away in his far too tight leather pants. After all, she was not afraid to take down a whole army for the well-being of her tribes and she shouldn't either be afraid of her husbands...penis...
"You have been holding back for so long. Almost every night for a few weeks now... And you never pressed me to move a long. You know...to just have~"
"...sex?" He squeaked, trying to avoid to look into her eyes, while trying to move away a little from her, but she stopped him immediately, by laying her arms on his shoulders to hold him there.
Astrid nodded.
"Yes, exactly that..." She furrowed her eyebrows, wondering, why Ruffnut's predictions hadn't gone true, yet – with him already being all over her, after her very obvious offer. "...but...could it be, that you don't want to?"
„Sleep with you?! No – I mean, yes! Yes I want to, but – wait, I don't want to sound desperate, or needy! Just – wow - give me a break there! I mean: Here is the most gorgeous woman on Midgard, offering me to make love to her and my brain just has gotten all-"
"Mushy?"
He nervously chuckled and finally – finally – his hands reached up and around her waist, letting her know, that she had finally won him over for her course.
"Yeah. blood is running elsewhere, if you know, what you mean?" He wiggled his eyebrows at her, making her giggle as well.
"Then we should get some use out of that, don't you think?"
"Mhmm~ And by now I understand your motives for bringing me some lunch..."
"Hey – it's true! I like my husband healthy and saturated..." His eyebrows wandered upwards, until they were hiding under his bangs. "Okay, and I like him very ready for me...Did it help?"
"We will see..."
"When?"
"How about right no-"
A deep growl interrupted them and their eyes wandered over to the black dragon by the fireplace, who was eyeing them with irritation and annoyance, very clearly not being happy about this stupid human-mating-stuff.Hiccup groaned and rolled his eyes.
"Urgh...sorry buddy, but I will be busy now with my wife...And I suggest you to have a good and deep sleep!"
Before Astrid could have said anything about that, Hiccup already lifted her on his arms, starting to make his way to the stairs. She let him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and kissing every now and them his neck to make him shudder.
"That dress is damn heavy!" he mumbled, halfway on the stairs. "...and you had to wear it all day?"
"Yes. Until I got here and you opened it, so I could get undressed..."
"Well, about time to repeat that, yes?"
"This time correctly..."
They reached their bedroom and just before Hiccup could have walked through the door, or said about the lid candles inside of it, she pulled down to kiss him, unable to resist him any longer and with that making him almost stumble and fall. But he thankfully caught himself again, kissing back with just the same amount passion and love. He held her tightly, letting her hands wander through his hair, over his neck and chest, just like they were used by their previous make-out session. But this time was different – not only to show the affection for the other, but this time filled with a promise for more. Both not wanting to stop until the very end, to finally become in the most intimate way husband and wife.
She carefully wiggled out of his grip, and he softly let her get back on the floor again, reaching with the hand for the base of her neck to hold her there, while the other went to her lower back, pulling her even closer.
The heat in the room and around them became unbearable and everything started to spin around them. Their heads were light and their breathing heavy, once they finally parted for some air.
They looked for some time at the other and there was pure lust reflecting in their eyes.
Astrid was the first to smile once more, stepping back from her husband and she turned around. She then pulled her golden mane over her shoulder, revealing the bindings on her back.
Once again Hiccup chuckled.
"Done that yourself?"
"Do you want to complain or get me out of the dress, Haddock?"
"I am not complaining! I am pretty impressed. Will be surely as hard for me to open that, as was it for me to open your mother's construction..."
She wanted to say something about that, but merely was able to open her lips, once she felt his hands on her back, starting to tuck at the bindings to free her from the dress.
"This time you will be rewarded...And Ljóda tied me up tightly enough to let you stay out of this dress. I was more...wanting to get you inside of it..."
"Mhmm...I would more say 'To get you out of it'."
"Still not done?"
"I could cut through it – would be faster..."
„Would it make you faster, if I told you, that I am naked underneath?"
"NAKED?!" He squealed, halting for a moment.
She smirked, looking over her shoulder, to look at him.
"Very naked. There is absolutely nothing on my body apart from this dress..."
Hiccup started his desperate attempt to open the bindings again, making Astrid laugh – but she soon stopped, once she felt the cloth around her loosening.
"Done..." Hiccup mumbled, still holding onto her waist and with that the dress in it's place. He leaned closer, pressing his lips to her neck, first kissing softly, before his affection got more and more demanding. Hot, opened-mouth kisses, all over the side of her neck, he shoulder and the tiny bit of what was already reaveled from her back.
Her knees almost immediately gave in and she was glad, that Hiccup was still holding onto her, or else she would have melted and slipped on the floor. Her breathing was now almost labored, warmth spread from her stomach deep into her groins, making her burn with desire for this wonderful man. She felt some wetness between her thights, letting her know, that this was oh so perfect for the moment.
And soon enough it almost got unbearable and Astrid reached for Hiccup's hands on her waist, pulling them away from her with a tiny gasp.
As well as the deep wish of wanting more.
The heavy fabric easily slipped over her body, once she shrugged out of the sleeves, letting the dress pool around her feet like puddle.
And yes – she had not been lying to him – she was naked underneath.
Very slowly she turned around, revealing everything she had to offer – her white skin, her battle scars all over it. Her bare flesh. Her...everything...
Hiccup immediately couldn't take his eyes from her anymore. Looking at her, as if she was a holy goddess, that had straight come to Midgard, only to visit him. Letting her know, that she was treasured to him. Loved and wanted. Desired.
"...wow..." He mumbled, his hands twitching by his sides, letting her know, that he wanted nothing more, but to reach out, to take, what was offered to him. And oh how Astrid wanted to have his hands basically all over her.
Yet, she casually brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, laying the other hand on her hip and started to smirk.
"Well...two can play at that game. But...if you don't want to join me..."
"O-of course-" Hiccup stopped, once Astrid pointed at him, making him look down on himself. He immediately understood, for he still was far too dressed to continue.
She knew, that the many buckles and clasps were taking some time to get open and to get out of that leather armor.
Not during that night.
His hands in hurry moved all over his body, doing that within seconds. Astrid watched in amazement, holding her breath, when the harness dropped to the floor and laughed a little, when he made a few silly jumps to get his legs, foot and prosthesis out of the leather trousers, leaving him in some linen shorts in front of her.
He wanted to step forward, his hands already reaching out for her, but she stopped him once more, by putting one finger on his very naked and very defined chest.
"Oh no. You are still missing something..."
Hiccup hesitated for a moment, looked once again at Astrid's naked appearance, before he nonetheless reached for his undergarments, to pull them down with a swift move as well.
Now it was Astrid, who was staring and she immediately blushed at the very thought, that this was the very first time, she was seeing these male parts. Long and thick enough to make her wonder, how he would be able to fit inside of her. Still only half-erect. And she knew from Ruffnut's stories, that it only would reach it's full...potential, once he has become completely hard.
"...Not impressive?" Hiccup said, disappointment reaching his voice and that almost broke her heart.
"Very impressive..." She answered, reaching for his wrist and pulled him against her, finally feeling skin against skin for the first time. Gasping once, when she felt his member twitch against her stomach.
Kissing heavily once more, tongues diving into the other's mouth and danced together, she started to walk backwards, guiding him towards their bed and pulled him with her, when she fell on the pelts on top of it. Though – she never was falling, since Hiccup carefully leaned her down, never leaving lips by doing so. And then they laid there – with him on top and her underneath him. They had laid like that many times before, kissing and carefully touching, but never before they had been naked. Never so close. And they both loved every second of it.
"You know, that I love you, yes?" Hiccup said, breathless, when he parted once more, leaning on his elbows beside her head, to be able to look at her.
She smiled.
"Yes. And I love you..."
"You still...really want to...you know..."
"Make love with you?"
"Yes..."
She smiled and took one of his hands, making him shift a little above her – as did his very apparent erection by her thighs, which clearly demanded some attention as well.
Astrid guided his hand down – making sure his fingers brushed over one of her breasts – letting his fingertips brush her hard nipple and making her gasp – over her stomach and even further down.
He held his breath, while he looked down as well, gulping heavily, when she guided his hand directly between her thighs.
She moaned, amazed on the fact, that this slight touch was already making her feel that way. And it got even worse – no – far better – once he started to move his fingers there. Just touching and testing and listening to the sounds she made.
"See..." Astrid whispered. "I am already...wet...for you. I so want this!"
He nodded, his breath shaking, while he softly caressed her folds, looking down on what he was doing. Making her head spin, whenever he found something very nice to touch, spreading her legs a little more to give him more room for that.
She already loved this... And they have just started.
Being brave enough, she decided to do something as well: Letting her hand slide down his chest and his stomach, laying her hand around his hardness, pressing it carefully against her palm and closed her fingers around it.
He almost jumped. Then moaned and she immediately wanted more of that. Softly moving up and down, making him stop with his movements between her legs as well. But she didn't mind, knowing, that this was making him feel good as well and she enjoyed it – enjoyed, that she was making him feel that way. Enjoyed, how hard he was, despite the soft skin, with the top being the softest part of his shaft. That small veins ran all over it and that it was immensely hot in her hand.
Hiccup's breath hit her straight in the face, while the hand, that was between her legs wandered to her hip, gripping her there tightly. And there was something, that made her go on – up and down and up and down, watching, on how she moved some forbidden magic on him. Going faster. Pressing against it with her fingers. Feeling him pulse and making his hips jerk slightly.
Until – he stopped her, holding her hand still with his own, breathing, as if he had just run a marathon.
"This..." he said, shakily, "...will not end well, if you continue..."
She smiled cheekily at him.
"Oh? But I like, what I am doing..."
He laughed just as breathlessly.
"I know you do...But I would love to continue in a proper way..." She whimpered, when he leaned down, kissing her jay and down her neck most tenderly. Wandering down, brushing her skin lightly where ever he went as a stark contrast to the scratching of his stubbles on his face.
She whimpered, when he reached her chest. Feeling his hot breath on her skin, wanting from him, to just lay his mouth on her. Kiss her and bite her and lick her and so much more she couldn't think of.
Not wanting to wait any longer, she decided to help him out – by laying her free hand on his head, burying it in his already disheveled hair and she pulled him down on her. She bit her lower lip, once his lips came in contact with her flesh, pressing her thighs back together, when his started to kiss her there. All over her chest, on the site, closer to her collarbone again and back down to her nipple. Biting it most softly and making her back ach with desire and need.
His other hand had softly pried of hers from his member and he was now able to get back to her moist warmth between her legs. Once again rubbing carefully against her, until he dared to enter with one finger. Making her hiss with sweet bliss, increasing the hotness of her skin and the tingling sensations up and down her spine and into every tip of her being.
She loved it. Loved every second of it. Gasped. And closed her eyes. Enjoying this. Moaning, when he once more found something nice. Lengthening her neck from all the pleasure, welcoming his mouth there.
Yet, she whimpered, when he lifted his head away once more – smiling widely and most beautifully at her. But he never stopped with moving his fingers – which was absolutely maddening.
"I can't stop thinking of how much I love you...You are so gorgeous...And this...all of this...just...wow..."
"I...have to...agree" She whispered, gasping quietly and held onto his biceps for a few more moments in hope to control herself, before she reached with both hands for his shoulders and smiled back up to him. „... and I would love to continue...in a proper way... Please, Hiccup..."
His hand stopped moving and he nodded. Both young Vikings looked for some time deeply in the eyes of their beloved spouse. Both very well knowing, that this would be the perfect moment, which they have been waiting for some time now.
Wordlessly she spread her legs, welcoming him there. Feeling his hard member press against her slick folds. Moaning from the contact, they held their gazes for a few more seconds, until Astrid reached down between them, carefully placing him at her entrance.
She nodded.
Both stopped breathing, when he pushed forward, getting engulfed inside of her.
He moaned loudly, buried his face in her neck and stopped halfway through. Waiting a little, so both could get used to it and before he looked back up to her again. Astrid held onto his back, probably damaging his freckled skin with her nails, while she still held her breath.
It was...strange...not as painful as Ruffnut has described it. But still slightly uncomfortable.
Hiccup's eyebrows immediately furrowed, letting her know, that he must have noticed something, holding very still, while he caressed with his fingertips her cheek.
"Is everything-"
No! She didn't want him to voice any worries! Not now! Not during such an intimate moment! So she pulled him down, sealing his lips with hers. Shifting her hips, to let him know, that he should continue. To let him know, that he should move.
Astrid on the other hand tried to relax. Tried to focus on the feelings he was giving her. How he pushed slowly in and out of her, all so carefully and testing, how it would work best for them. Still not too deep, noticing, that he still was holding back.
She let her hands wander, down his back and straight towards his behind, gasping loudly, as she pushed him a little closer to her. In her. Rolling her head back, finally a new, electric feeling rushed through her body.
He moaned as well, pressing his chest down to hers, giving her sloppy kisses all over her face, her neck and shoulders. Kissing just everywhere – just as far as he could come, while finding more a more a rhythm, that seemed to suit them both.
Becoming slightly faster with each move of his hips. Getting deeper with each thrust. Loosing his clumsiness and gaining some unknown confidence.
She loved it – still felt some discomfort, but even more wonderful feelings started to rush through her – them – since never before they have felt more connected with this wonderful man before.
Her hands moved over his body seemingly on their own – groping his behind even harder, scratching his sweaty back, clawing on his wet hair.
Both gasping, whimpering, moaning...
Astrid arched her back against him, rolling her head, a labored „OH Hiccup!" escaping her lips.
Her words worked like a magical spell on him – having awoken something deep within, that couldn't be taken back. Making him thrust a few more, uncontrollable times, groaning deeply her name for two or three times until she felt him pulse within her, spreading some warmth deep within her. All that happened, before he slowed down, still gasping and both trying to catch their breaths. His body went, flopping down on hers, laying now heavily on top of his beautiful wife.
And all she could do was smile. Realizing what just has happened. Loving each feeling, that still rushed through her, although she knew, that she hadn't reached this 'ultimate goal' which Ruffnut has promised her a few times.
And still she was happy. And felt more loved than ever by this wonderful man, who all too slowly started to come back to her from his own climax.
He stirred. Puffing his breath against her cold and wet skin of her shoulder. Suddenly groaning with frustration, when he pushed himself up, to look at her:
"S-shit! I-I didn't want to finish that fast! I'm so-"
"Don't you dare to apologize, or I will never let you do that with me again!"
"But-"
"Hiccup, please~" She pleaded, laying one hand on his cheek and smiled more brilliantly. "I enjoyed myself. And I enjoyed, that you were enjoying yourself and that you came inside of me..."
He chuckled and shook his head, before he kissed Astrid's forehead and rolled off of her, his softening member leaving her. Immediately he reached out for her, pulling her against his chest to cuddle her.
"Hiccup, that was our first time. One of many to come!"
"I'd like the 'come' part to happen soon enough..." He mumbled.
"Would you please stop overthinking everything? It will happen soon enough. It's like fighting – the more you train and practice, the better you get..."
"Ouch...have I been that bad?" He joked and Astrid hit his shoulder for that.
"It was just a lecture from your General, Mister!"
"...wonder, what Berk's people will say, if they hear, that I sleep with their General~"
"Are we getting cheeky there, Dragon Boy? And stop that smug grin of yours, or I have to set up extra training for you!"
"Mhm..." He hummed, catching her hand this time, before she could have hit him again and laced his fingers with hers, kissing the top of her head. "...I'd like some more full-bodied, all naked training with Berk's General."
"But you – as the chief – won't be spared in any way!"
"Don't worry, you can go as hard on me, as you want!"
Astrid pushed herself up upon hearing that and raised her eyebrows with a menacing look in her eyes – just before both exploded with laughter, ending in deep, longing kisses. Not lusting, or as passionate as before, both saturated for the moment, until another time.
Somehow they ended up under their covers together – tightly wrapped around each other's body and happy.
They slept with wide smiles on their faces that night, with Astrid almost forgetting, that she should thank Ruffnut sooner or later for all that, what happened.
But not forgetting, that it had been the dress, she had hated so much before, that has finally fulfilled his last task.
And maybe – just maybe – she would wear it once more, but only, if her husband would get her out of it – again.
A/N: I tried to do it as realisticly, as possible, with Astrid being the leading force in it and Hiccup remaining all dorky. Also – side note – I thought I would suit Astrid's character more, if she didn't give in to the pain and demanded for Hiccup to do the same. Though...sure...for a woman a first time can be all painful, but mostly it's just pure discomfort. Also – yeah – no climax for Astrid now, with them still practacing and all the things that were going down there. And yeah – Hiccup being the dorkiest dork ever and I love him for that *wiggling eyebrows *.
So, I hope you enjoyed it and if somebody has a request (for the Universe of The Chieftess of Berk), no matter the rating – write it to me. I will try my best to make it happen. :D And of course I will tag you for your idea :D
Until then I still have a few things myself to write here :D So, until then – enjoy :D
