Guest - There's a Hiccup/Mala on the list (this prompt came with a list!), and I never said group was out.

But all ships here will be straight, mainly for my own reasons.

There will also be no joint Hiccup x Astrid 'date' chapters either, as it isn't the dynamic for this series. Work and relationship are separate.

This chapter is... *drum roll* Astrid x Eret!

-HTTYD-

"I have had plenty of bad sex on jobs!"

Astrid rolled her eyes at her boyfriend, who was sat staring in confusion at his coursework while she flicked through her underwear sets, deciding what to wear that evening.

"Bad sex for you is still sex. Bad sex for me ranges from oh gods let this end to what the fuck is he doing back there?"

Hiccup laughed. She glared.

"You can fake it, and generally speaking can outlast a guy. If I go off early it tends to irritate the lady."

He abandoned his work, came up and stood behind her. He was only in some loose shorts, comfortable for studying, so his bare chest touched her bare back. She shivered despite his warmth, felt hands slide over her sides and come up to just beneath her breasts.

"You know no matter what, I'll take care of you when you get home."

He brushed her hair off her neck, leant down to place kisses along the curve from throat to shoulder and Astrid shuddered, felt her body start to heat up under his touch.

"Come on" she made no move to actually stop him "I gotta get ready and I don't have time to shower again."

A throaty chuckle against her ear threatened to make Astrid's knees weak. Hiccup leant over, picked up a bra in in powder blue.

"These ones. He won't believe his luck"

Then the cruel bastard moved away and Astrid scowled, wanting to go jump him after he left her hot and wanting. But she had to get ready for work.

"Hair up or down, what do you think?"

Hiccup looked up, watching Astrid slip into her underwear with lusty eyes.

"Which dress are you wearing?"

"The black one?"

"Heels?"

"Yep."

"Hair up. Use a looser braid though. You'll look ready to... unleash."

Astrid smiled, sat on the edge of the bed to apply a lightly scented moisturiser. She'd be smooth and sweet when her dress came off. Then she pulled on her dress, started braiding her hair. Hiccup was blatantly watching where she could see him in the mirror. He winked, looked back to his work.

It was all for the future - neither planned to do the escort thing long term but it funded their university fees, paid the bills. Hiccup was studying to be an engineer, wanted to invent things. Her boyfriend wouldn't be out of place in a mad scientists lab, throwing things together and it somehow working.

"The hotel I'm going to is on the calendar, but he's only booked me for two hours so I shouldn't be back too late."

"Two hours? I thought it wasn't a proper date."

"It's not."

Hiccup raised an eyebrow, started laughing.

"I can only assume he intends a round two, maybe three cus no man lasts that long."

Astrid rolled her eyes, watched him stick his tongue out in return.

"He wants a massage first. Business guy. Stress relief while in town for work. When's our next clinic trip?"

Part of the job was regular sexual health checks, and the two went together almost every time.

"Uh" Hiccup grabbed his planner from the bedside table "next week. Got your condoms?"

Astrid held up her bag, containing a condom-safe lubricant that doubled as a massage oil and the cornerstone of safe sex - the condoms themselves.

"Just shoes and then I'm ready to go."

"Take spare shoes. You shouldn't drive in heels."

Hiccup looked over at her, soft smile on his face as he encouraged her to consider safety on and off the job. He was such a sweet guy.

"I'm wearing socks to the car, I'll swap them for my heels when I get there."

He walked Astrid out, kissed her softly at the car. His was a sleek black affair; hers blue and gold with the softest seats inside. She and Hiccup had had sex in her car just so Astrid could test how comfortable it was. Then repeated the test... a lot. Just to be sure.

"I'll see you when you get back."

"Love you."

Hiccup smiled, kissed her temple.

"Love you too."

Her belly still fluttered when he did that. Hiccup ran a hand over the back of her dress, cupping her ass teasingly before stepping back and leaving Astrid to slide into her car and watch him enter the house. He had a bad habit of sending her off a little flushed, knowing she would be frustrated about having to leave rather than fuck him stupid, which usually got him laid when she got back.

Asshole.

She loved him.

The hotel she was going to was one she'd been to before. The staff there almost certainly knew she was an escort, although Astrid supposed they might think she just had a lot of sex. Which was also true. Rather than be supremely obvious, Astrid always headed for the hotel bar, sat nursing a drink and looking for her customer.

"Is this seat taken?"

Getting approached wasn't uncommon - Astrid knew she looked hot - but it wasn't ideal when she was working. She gave the man a quick glance, ascertained that he wasn't expecting her and turned back to her drink.

"I'm waiting for someone."

"Not nice of him to leave you waiting, I could keep-"

"She's waiting for me Teeny, clear off."

Astrid turned back around, found a cute guy in a suit chasing off a not-so-cute guy. Well, she was lucky there at least. His Nordic features and tattooed chin were distinctive, a broad, muscular frame beneath a nice suit.

"You are Astrid, right?"

"I am if you're Eret."

He nodded, perched on the stool next to her and ordered himself a whiskey. Astrid noted he had expensive taste, but then he might just be treating himself tonight. Expensive drink, expensive massage and sex. When in Rome...

After he settled his drink bill - and Astrid's, politely - Eret stood up, obviously keen to get on. Astrid wiped her mouth with the napkin, tipped the barman and stood to follow him. He looked her over in the lift, but it was clear the man didn't quite know what to say. Astrid was used to that. Men usually found their voice behind closed doors.

As she expected, once Eret let them into his hotel room, he began removing his suit jacket and turned to Astrid.

"Can I ask you something?"

"I like sex and it's good money. You were going to ask why I do this right?"

Eret blinked, then nodded.

"Uh, yeah, I was. I'm not complaining! I mean... Wow" Eret gestured to her "but I guess I wanted reassurance that you don't feel forced."

That was... sweet of him, she supposed. Eret unbuttoned his shirt, folding it to rest over his jacket. She saw a bruise on his chest, thin and cylindrical from shoulder all the way over his bulky pectoral muscle.

"What happened to you?"

"It's not what it looks like. Well, it is a bruise but it was an accident. My boss is kinda high strung, and he has this cane he waves around when he's mad and stuff. Normally screaming accompanies the waving, so I wasn't expecting it when I went to talk to him and just... got in the way."

"That's a big bruise for an accident."

"He's a big guy. Anyway, I don't really wanna talk about him. Trying to relieve stress, yanno?"

"Of course. My bad. Finish getting undressed, I'll fetch a towel."

Astrid was good at pretty much all of her job, except that filter between brain and mouth got a little faulty sometimes and she had to remember she wasn't meant to start arguments. She found the bathroom surprisingly clean, no stray pants anywhere or anything. Grabbing a towel from the rack to protect his sheets from the massage oil, Astrid headed back out to see Eret perched on the edge of his bed in nought but boxers.

Overall, he was pretty cute. Muscular but not overly so - he looked strong, not just vain and obsessed with the gym. She kicked her heels off, padded barefoot across the carpet and laid the towel over the bed.

"Get yourself comfortable."

Eret proved that nobody could lug themselves up an entire bed without looking a bit graceless, but the view wasn't bad. It was no Hiccup-butt (he had the best butt) but it was not a bad butt. Astrid hikef her dress up a little so it wouldn't impede her movement, climbed up to kneel over one muscled thigh. Dispensing a dollop of massage oil in her hand, she rubbed it between her palms to warm it up before placing hands on tense shoulders.

He really was stressed. His knots had knots. Astrid began systematically working them out, glad Hiccup had been such a willing and obliging subject for her to practice this on. She had been able to give a passable rub down before, but now she could reduce any man to pliable jelly without touching anything below the waist.

Digging her thumbs into a few particularly tense spots, Astrid smiled as he finally began to relax properly by the time she reached his lower back. Everywhere had corded strength hidden beneath the skin, and when Astrid heard a satisfying click from Eret's back, he let out a low groan and pushed himself up onto his arms, twisted his head to look at her.

"I was just gonna settle for back massage, but damn that was so good I'm gonna ask you to do the front too."

"Hey, it's your party. Roll over when you're ready."

Eret complied, then looked at her.

"Can you take off your dress?"

Astrid winked, slid from the bed and reached for the zip fastening with measured slowness. Eret watched avidly, eyes widening further as the fabric slipped from her body to pool on the floor. Next went her braid, hair tie removed and the loose twist falling out quickly to allow her hair to tumble down over her shoulders.

"Wow."

Hiccup had been right about the underwear, it seemed. She would be sure to pass that on to him later. Eret looked a little thunderstruck, which was always an unnecessary but pleasant boost to her ego. She knelt back on the bed, using a little refreshment of oil before she resumed the massage. Eret's erection was twitching down by her knee, but until he said otherwise Astrid continued with the rubbing, soothing touches.

When she reached his stomach, Eret was visibly wound up, a flush on his neck and abdominal muscles flexing, pupils dilated. The biology of desire was obvious long before she looked down to where his cock twitched beneath the cotton covering, precum leaving a damp spot on the fabric.

"Feeling relaxed yet?"

Eret waggled his eyebrows, smirking.

"Mostly. Still a little tension left."

Astrid let out a chuckle, mindful not to brace on his chest for fear of sliding off as she leant down and kissed him. Sometimes that crossover bit between massage or date and sex could be awkward for the guy, but Astrid had the confident certainty they had hired her for sex, and shyness was not really a thing she suffered from.

Eret seemed relieved she initiated it, responding quite heartily and thankfully not a slobbery-kisser. He reached for her hair, ran a hand through the blonde tresses and Astrid let out a soft gasp, knowing it generally spurred a guy on. Predictably, Eret reacted with a low grunt and Astrid pulled back, watched him lean up to chase her lips.

"You want oral first or no?"

"Uhh" Astrid suspected the blood usually fuelling his brain had all flowed south "yeah, but don't make me come."

Astrid nodded, pulled a condom from her bag and checked it was a flavoured one. After much trial and error, she'd found strawberry or grape ones best. Rolling the red latex sheath over him, Astrid ran her tongue over his head and smirked as he gasped in surprise; most guys complained about the condoms for blowjobs, then discovered that Astrid performed just fine through it.

Suckling the tip and humming at the surprisingly pleasant strawberry flavouring, Astrid listened to Eret's vocalisations, watched the tremor of his abdominal muscles. He swore like a sailor when he got aroused, cursing as Astrid took him deeper, tongued the underside of his shaft until she felt him begin to swell.

Pulling off, he swore again in protest and Astrid fought not to giggle.

"You said don't make you come!"

"Yeah, that sounded much better before you started."

Waiting to see if he wanted her to finish, Astrid witnessed him rolling the strawberry one off before reaching for her. She let him, found herself on her back with Eret's hands roaming her torso, palming and squeezing lightly at her still-covered breasts. A fumble later, she was was braless and he was mouthing his way over her shoulders, slightly chapped lips scuffing over her nipple. She bucked, arched and moaned in all the right places; it felt good, but Astrid never totally let her guard down for anyone but Hiccup, so her responses would have been muted if she didn't make the effort.

Eret muttered compliments as he removed her underwear, explored Astrid with his fingers and stroking to encourage wetness from her. Astrid always carried lube, just in case, but generally she could think herself hot enough. Remembering Hiccup touching her earlier helped, left her squirming under Eret's hand. If it boosted his ego to think he was the sole cause? All the better.

Astrid handed him a fresh condom, which Eret willingly applied and Astrid checked was on right. Then she was spreading her legs to let Eret kneel between them, felt him fuss and aim himself until he was pressing in, low guttural sounds panted against Astrid's ear. He shifted himself to find a comfortable position, then began thrusting properly.

Given his eagerness, Astrid had expected a little more feral heat from him but she quickly realised he was more likely lonely. Eret just wanted some softness and intimacy, which was quite sweet really. Astrid could do that. She leant up slightly, wrapped her arms around his shoulders and gripped tight, so it was closer, more intimate for him.

Eret certainly seemed to appreciate the effort, buried his face in her neck and cradled her as he moved his hips. He wasn't huge, but Astrid would have called him above average for sure. She expected him to be done quickly, but he apparently had some hidden stamina. Eret gripped her tighter, rolled them and Astrid gasped as he hit her deeper when she ended up on top of him. He grinned at her sound of surprise, clearly seeking more response from her as lust overrode quietness.

Well, Astrid wouldn't like to disappoint. Readjusting her legs beneath her, Astrid rode him with purpose, found the angle she liked best and Eret watched hungrily as Astrid moaned, hair falling over her face but her hands were too busy palming a breast or rubbing her clit to move the blonde mess obscuring her. Astrid was an expert at bringing herself off, and men generally appreciated the show.

"Gods, I'm gonna come!"

Astrid moved her own fingers faster, knowing his climax would be all the more on tense if it was near the time hers was with the added heat and muscle spasms. Eret let out a choked sound when she tightened on him, body trembling with pleasure as she came, squeezing the thick cock inside her.

Eret swore and clutched the sheets, her thigh, grip almost bruising and the threat of pain hit Astrid with aftershocks, left her shaking with him as he fell limp, flush with the reward hormone dump of climax. Astrid felt him start to soften inside her, reached down to hold the condom as she dismounted him. Shaking her hair out, Astrid glanced at the clock next to the bed before tumbling to the bed next to him.

"Do you do cuddles?"

"Sure, but you ought to get rid of the condom first."

Eret agreed, grabbing a couple of tissues to clean himself up and wrap the used contraceptive, then handed Astrid another couple to wipe herself which was very gentlemanly... Astrid had had many guys who barely waited for her to dress, let alone use their bathroom to clean up. Eret held out an arm and Astrid curled against his chest, smiled at the way his hand absently played with her hair. Easing loneliness and making people happier than they were when she got there were some of the best parts of her job.

The sex could be pretty good too.

Stroking gently across the bruise marring his chest, Astrid looked up at the tattooed jaw and traced nonsensical shapes in the sweat on his skin.

"So... relaxed now?"

"Mhmm, definitely."

Astrid smiled, splayed her hand over his strong stomach.

"If your boss starts waving anything at you again, remember to duck."

Eret started laughing, sounding infinitely lighter than he had when she got there. Job well done. After some more cuddling, he was the one to point out her time was up, and was kind enough to let her pop in to his bathroom. Astrid didn't bother showering, since she would do it back home, but she gave her face a quick clean, redressed and tied her hair back up. Retrieving her bag, Astrid headed out after leaving Eret with one last kiss; it won her a rather goofy, dorky smile.

Back in her car, Astrid swapped heels for socks again and pulled her phone out to call Hiccup.

"Hey babe, I'm about to head home."

"You want dinner waiting?"

Oh, he knew the best things to say to her.

"Definitely, I'm starved. Then once I've showered I'm gonna drag you to bed and make you pay for earlier."

Hiccup's breath hitched at her words.

"I'm holding you to it."

-HTTYD-

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