~~**~~Now time fer some Ker-PORN! since it's been a long time in comin' lol I actually like how this story showcases the fierce loyalty and love Tuff has for Hiccup. He's his ever standing bodyguard, always lurking in his shadow if not looming at his side; I think it's incredibly beautiful^^ Yes, Hiccup is Chieftain of the village now, NO I don't NOT know if Gobber and Hiccup's father are dead or not. I haven't gone that far into the story, haven't traveled that far into the village, so I don't know anymore than you do right now lol ~~**~~

"Warm me up..."

"Don't listen to him, you know he's only got about half a brain." He stopped rubbing his eyes as the heavy velvet of Tuffnut's baritone rolled over him like distant thunder. A small smile tugged at his lips and he laughed bitterly, the noise silent in the glow of the firelight.

"What if I really am sending that village to its death? What if those ships attack tonight, before anyone has the chance to stop them? It'd be my fault..." Tuffnut's battle-scarred hand reached out to brush over the back of his own charcoal stained fingers, gently closing around them and pulling them away from his face. He looked up to see the blonde warrior watching him with narrowed eyes, soft and yet calculating. He laughed beneath his breath, shaking his head and turning away from him, freeing his fingers and walking back to the table to touch the scattered parchment on it. "Stop thinking about going after him, I'm fine."

Tuffnut strode to his side, resting a hand on his shoulder with half a grin, "I'd just take him down a few notches. He seems to have forgotten who the chief is, now that he's leading that little collection of shanties on the other island." He snorted with the tail end of the comment, removing his hand to walk around the table. He stopped behind Hiccup's chair and folded his arms over his chest, glancing up at the hand drawn maps stretched out over the walls beside them. Hiccup looked up with a soft smile of his own, pushing the papers back into something resembling a stack with a mindless hand.

"Stop. That island will pick up, you'll see. Soon we'll have twice the crops, twice the wool, and twice the fish. We'll be able to spread out even more if we can make this new island work. We'll be able to have a whole GROUP of islands working together. It'll be great, our world will be EXPANDING." Tuffnut glanced back over at the brunette, watching his eyes soften towards the charts and maps in a way they only did when he was speaking of a dream. Something he thought too far to obtain, but never too far to touch.

He turned and looked down at the papers as well, seeing nothing but senseless black markings. He shook his head, "Yeah, well, I think this first try is doomed with Snotlout at it's head. Maybe we should give it another try with someone different." He gestured to the map of Berk before shrugging off his own comment. Hiccup fixed him with an amused smirk, his lips pressed together as he walked over and laid a hand on the thick of his arm, turning his gaze back to him.

"Like who? Your sister?" He turned to face the brunette fully now, continuing to grin as he gave another, smoother, roll of his shoulders, watching Hiccup halfway perch on the edge of the table and draw a thin little leg up between them. Even if he was older he was still the skinniest and the smallest out of all of them.

"Nah, give HER a whole village to run and she'll think she's queen of the damned world. You'll never hear from the island again." He thought about it for a moment, shaking his head after a second, "Never mind, you would hear from her again. When she's declaring war on your unguarded ass." Hiccup laughed aloud, softening his smile around the edges. He squeezed his arm happily, the leather of his gauntlet cringing in protest.

"Well, it looks like we're out of options then. We'll have to stick with Snotlout until something better comes along, that's NOT your sister." A frozen breeze wormed its way through the boards of the room, sending Hiccup's little body to shivering for a second. Tuffnut released a breath of a laugh, sliding the few steps forward it took to press his belt buckle against the furred calf of the brunette's boot.

"Or until PigFace dies. That'd be a blessing to the world and to us. Gods help Valhalla though." He reached out, laying his hands on either of Hiccup's narrow little shoulders, beginning to slowly rub them up and down to work heat through his body. The brunette blinked up at him, letting a slow smile bleed from his eyes to his pale lips as his body languidly moved beneath the gentle pressure of Tuffnut's ministrations. He dropped his boot over the side of the table, sliding closer to the edge himself, his head tilted back to keep his gaze on Tuffnut's distracted own.

"You know, there are faster ways to warm me up." Tuffnut blinked at the feel of cool fingers toying with the leather thong threaded through the open V-neck of his shirt, brushing his skin teasingly as they did. He glanced down, hands pausing as he took in the coy smile lingering on the boy's lips and the half mast eyes he was fixing him with. He smirked himself, closing his hands around the brunette's shoulders to draw him up and even closer, bowing his head till the tips of their noses brushed and he could smell the sweet warmth of mead in the moist of his breath.

"Like putting a fur on?" Something flickered in the emerald of his eyes, a breath of a laugh escaping them both in unison. Slowly Hiccup reached up to drape his arms over Tuffnut's shoulders, lacing them gently behind his neck before pulling him closer. He pressed his lips to the side of his own, tracing the tip of his tongue over the corner of his mouth tauntingly as he closed his eyes and let out another soft breath of a laugh.

"I was thinking more like putting you on, but I guess if you really want me-" He didn't let the boy finish. The whole time he had been murmuring he had been peppering the flesh around his mouth with teasing kisses, warming his lips with the honeyed taste of his breath, but never allowing him to feel the warm silk against the curve of his own. He'd almost gone mad with want in the split second it lasted.

Tuffnut sunk his mouth onto Hiccup's own, stopping his words short and swallowing whatever else he had wanted to say to him. He pried his lips open with his tongue, pushing along the ridged roof of the brunette's mouth, tangling a hand in his soft auburn tresses, opening him up even farther. Hiccup moaned, releasing the sound into the heat of his throat before allowing it to taper off into a whimper, his legs locking around the bend of his waist, hips arching into his own needily.

He grinned, listening to him gasp as he pulled away, biting the plump of his lower lip till it bled. Hiccup's hands fisted in his tunic, twisting in the rough fabric beneath his ponytail, pressing their chests together as he slid his lips against the side of his throat. Tuffnut bent over the little form in front of him, biting lightly at Hiccup's bare shoulder, tugging the string to his breeches free. Hiccup's body jolted, spine stiffening as he slid his hand down the front of his pants, head falling back and lips pressing hard against his ear as he let out a breathy moan, arching into the touch. Tuffnut suppressed a shudder, wrapping his fingers around the thick length beneath them, his free hand still cupping the back of the viking's head, coaxing his body to bend to his will. Hiccup's tongue flattened against the side of his neck, running up its length before his teeth gently closed over his earlobe, nipping softly as he quivered and whimpered.

Tuffnut slid his thumb over the slick head before tightening his fingers and pushing them back down the shaft, revealing in the gasp of pleasure he received in return. Hiccup's hand fell from his shoulder, tangling in the leather strings of his shirt before falling even farther, sliding between the slow undulation of their bodies to press against him. He groaned, pushing into the grasping touch before biting down on the rapid pulse in the brunette's throat, earning a yelp of pained surprise. He freed his hand from his hair, snatching at Hiccup's wrist, stopping his hand's constant movement and pulling back from the boy.

"Don't." Hiccup inwardly debated for a moment, the quick spinning of his mental wheels belayed in the glitter of his eyes, but he smirked after a second longer. His free hand slid beneath his ponytail again, working gentle fingertips against his scalp as he rocked his hips tauntingly in his grasp.

"It's only fair...what's the big warrior afraid of?" Tuffnut closed his eyes and bit the inside of his cheek when the boy's hand closed around him a second time, the grip on his wrist seemingly useless. Hiccup nipped at his the dusting of blonde stubble on his chin playfully, tilting his head back to leave a trail of molten kisses down his throat. His hand slid over his shoulder, allowing his fingertips to ghost behind his lips, sending bolts of electricity through his veins.

"Hiccup." The brunette glanced up at him, pointedly ignoring the use of his true name, though Tuffnut saw the prick of hurt beneath his eyes. He quickly moved the boy's hand, pushing it palm down against the top of the table, suddenly crowding in on every inch of space they had between them. He bent the viking backwards, suddenly working his hand again, smirking when Hiccup's head fell back and his body attempted to double beneath the sudden bursts of pleasure coursing their way through him.

"You can tend to me later...at the moment I'm warming YOU up, remember?" He laughed, watching the brunette's wrist quiver before collapsing beneath him, dropping him to leaning on his elbow; he didn't seemed to notice. He did manage, though, to nod brokenly through hitching breaths and open mouth pants, freckled cheeks flushing red as Tuffnut picked up speed. He hooked his free fingers over the wide neck of Hiccup's shirt, pulling it farther off his shoulder to reveal the darkened flesh of a beaded nipple. Hiccup yelped and jerked beneath him as he drew the taught flesh between his teeth, pulling it into the heat of his mouth and flattening his tongue against it.

"T-Tuff...wa-wait...!" A tremor rocked his form, his hand shooting out to snatch at the fabric of his tunic, jerking him closer. He grinned, biting down and tugging at the flesh between his teeth, closing his eyes to the joyous whine escaping the brunette. Another shudder ran through him, Tuffnut's fingers tightening even farther over the hardened muscle, pausing more frequently to roll his thumb and forefinger over the slick head before pushing back down.

"Tuff...!" His body shot forward, spine straightening him into sitting up before he doubled over him, dragging the fabric of his tunic up the length of his spine as he moaned into his shoulder, on the brink of losing himself into insanity. Tuffnut pulled back just long enough to attach his lips to the boy's throat, nipping and kissing beneath the small bulge of his Adam's apple. Hiccup's body tensed on another tremor, knuckles blanching in their death grip on his tunic, mouth opening in a silent and joyous cry.