I could go to sleep. Or I could start the next chapter. That's totally logical.
Also despite the low follow/favourite numbers this has way more view count than Valcup normally gets for me... is the unrelated Valcup a hit? TELL ME THESE THINGS PEOPLE.
-HTTYD-
"Is it later yet?"
Valka had asked him when she first saw them, but Hiccup didn't want to talk about it at that moment. He'd respected her wish not to discuss her own scars, so she felt she at least owed him the same.
But now it was the morning after the night before, and a night of Hiccup spooned against her back, warm and there in a way Valka hadn't experienced for far too long had led to lazy spooning morning sex. It left them sleepy and satisfied in the soft light of dawn.
"Your hair is up again."
"I can't really sleep with it down. Especially not with someone else, you might sleep on it and I'll be trapped if I needed the bathroom."
Hiccup growled sleepily, more like a slightly irate cat than a threatening bear. Despite that, his speech was mostly clear and coherent.
"Damn you making sense. Are you going to tell me?" his fingers brushed her stomach "it's totally ok if not, and I'll tell you mine anyway. I just wanted to know if my curiosity will be sated."
Valka bit her lip where he couldn't see, debating.
"I can't. Not... not now."
"That's ok" Hiccup pressed a kiss to her shoulder, nuzzled at her before cooing an apology for the rasp of morning stubble "you don't have to. We should get up... I'll shower, then the bathroom is all yours while I take Toothless out."
Hiccup kissed her cheek, her neck, her collarbone before cruelly sliding from the bed and leaving Valka alone there. She shuddered inwardly at the thought of him finding out.. of the brutal reminders she was so much older than him, with heavy emotional baggage and a past most twenty year olds wouldn't understand.
Especially when this was only a one off. Well, a one weekend-off. There had been considerably more than 'one' encounter. Valka was sore, aching in a way very specific to a lack of intimacy for the last few years followed by repeated, energetic sex with an athletic twenty year old man who seemingly could not get enough of her.
She was more agile than she remembered, or realised, judging by the way Hiccup had no trouble literally bending her to his whims and wants. Sensitive in places she didn't remember ever discovering. Amazed by his constant desire to focus solely on her pleasure rather than his own, or at least both of them.
Hiccup returned to his bedroom some fifteen minutes later, hair damp as he rubbed roughly at it with a towel and water running down his bare chest to leave wet spots along the waistband of his shorts.
"There's fresh towels on the rack, and if you want you can use my shower stuff. Which is anything in the bathroom, Eret took his with him. Take all the time you want, I'm gonna take that idiot for a jog around the block."
He leant down and pecked a kiss on her lips, minty toothpaste the dominant flavour on his. He sat on the edge of the bed to put on running shoes, and Valka lamented the loss as he tugged on a t-shirt.
"Should you have bothered showering?"
"Eret says that, but I'm not really going to sweat. It's cool this hour and Toothless isn't very fast, it's more a quick walk than a jog. I don't like running."
If Hiccup suspected Valka was hiding herself now the distraction of burning arousal wasn't there to override shyness, he didn't say anything. He headed out and left her quite alone in his home, whistling to his dog who could be heard scampering along the hallway to his owner before the door closed. Valka reached for her overnight bag - Hiccup hadn't been kidding, she was in no state to go home last night - and headed for the bathroom after tying Hiccup's dressing gown around herself.
It smelled like Hiccup; his shower gel and shampoo were the prominent scents in the air and despite having her own, Valka decided she was using his. She relieved her bladder and brushed her teeth first, then slid the dressing gown from her body again and caught sight of herself in the mirror. Hiccup hadn't been so liberal with his teeth as she had; Valka didn't know she was a biter before him, but she bore marks of the night before all the same.
The shower was hot, cleansing and relaxed her sore muscles. A knock at the door made her startle, pulling the shower curtain across herself defensively.
"Valka? I'm not coming in, just letting you know I have a hairdryer if you decide to wash your hair. Toothless and I will be in the kitchen when you're ready."
That gave her carte blanche to wash her hair with his shampoo, monumental an effort as it was to do so but since she reeked of sex, it was probably the sensible thing to do. Her mother would be suspicious enough. Twisting the biggest towel around her masses of hair, she once again entertained visions of cutting it all off. She never would, not after all the years growing it after... she shook the thoughts away.
The hairdryer rested on Hiccup's bed, a brightly coloured post-it note indicating where she should plug it in. After wringing all the moisture she could out, Valka ran the hair dryer over until it was only slightly damp before braiding it back up. A few loose strands escaped, but that was par for the course. She put on her clean dress and light leggings, checking none of the evidence of Hiccup lingered there.
"So milady" Hiccup was sipping from a mug with a dragon on it... Valka sensed a theme "what would you like to do for breakfast? I can cook. There's fruit. I know your curiosity is burning, but it's not mealtime chatter. So, food first. Tea? Coffee?"
"Oh, tea please. And I would normally have something small for breakfast, but rarely am I quite so hungry in the morning."
Hiccup grinned as he made her tea, his good mood quite solid as he gave her outfit an appreciative look.
"That'll be the workout of taking a lover half your age. If it makes you feel better, I'm sore in places I didn't know I had."
The way he spoke said Hiccup truly wasn't concerned by their age difference, and given his rampant behaviour the night before, Valka supposed she couldn't argue that it was a front. His broad smile compounded as he placed down a mug, then pulled her to her feet and kissed her soundly. Valka let him but tried to stay coherent; she really was worn out.
"Eret will call before he heads back, if you're worried."
Hiccup sensed her tension, soothing a thumb over her cheek as he looked at her.
"Oh no, it's not that. I'm just..."
"Worn out? You can say it. I am too."
He was so at ease. Calm and relaxed and Valka did her best to emulate.
"Yes."
He chuckled, then kissed her again.
"I'm happy to do nothing more than feed you, but gods I love your mouth."
She found herself smiling again, watching him putter around the kitchen while she sat to drink her tea. Toothless flopped his head on her leg, seeking some attention and she happily petted the animal.
"Mutiny this is. I bring a girl over and Toothless just can't to move in on her."
"I'm no girl."
Hiccup smirked, his intense gaze making her feel suddenly bare.
"Oh believe me, I got that."
Hiccup made them bacon and eggs, perfectly cooked and seasoned wonderfully. He watched her reaction, grinning when Valka hummed in pleasure at the taste. He cooked, baked, fucked and drew well. He would make some girl very happy. Some girl his own age with less history, and perhaps more energy.
"You've been a terrible distraction."
He stood, taking her cleared plate and clicking the kettle on again to make fresh tea.
"I can't say I'm sorry for that... did you have something else to do this weekend?"
"I was supposed to take my car to get looked at."
Valka had completely forgotten about it, so drunk on need for this young man.
"What's wrong with it?"
"No idea. Machinery is not my area of expertise, it makes a strange noise."
Hiccup dispensed water into mugs, humming to himself.
"I can take a look. I rebuilt my dads old bike from scratch, help Eret with his car too. My bikes only in the shop because dad insisted on doing its annual check up."
"I don't want to impose-"
"I wouldn't have offered if it was an imposition. Drink your tea, I'll get my overalls."
"Is there anything you don't do?"
Hiccup hummed in thought, scratching his clean-shaven jaw.
"I can't sing. Or dance. And despite my brawny physique" he flexed his lean muscles jokingly "I'm no worlds strongest man. Eret's always trying to get me to the gym."
He left and reappeared in red overalls, though they were more black than red now with oil. They didn't smell terribly strong, so she suspected they had been recently cleaned.
"Keys?"
Handing her car keys over to Hiccup was a little surreal, following him down to the vehicle with a furry companion. She couldn't help but look around, wary. Hiccup noticed, reassured her.
"Nobody but building tenants use this side. I don't want to risk anything either. But I'm going to move this inside anyway. Just make sure Toothless doesn't go wandering."
Hiccup started the car, slowly eased it into the building car lot - it was enclosed save for one open side, someone would have to be at the front entrance to see her.
"Yeah, that's not a happy engine."
Toothless dropped where she sat, showing no signs of going anywhere as Hiccup popped her hood open and turned on a big, bright light. He chattered to himself as he looked, giving Valka a really rather excellent view of his pert bottom as he bent over.
"It's very good I took a look, you shouldn't have been driving this."
"What's wrong?"
"You need a new fan belt and brake pads. Both things I can do here and now, luckily."
She had no real idea what Hiccup was talking about, watching him tinker and pull out things he then replaced from a huge cabinet that rattled when he opened it. He was giving up his time and using parts to fix it, making her feel she should settle some debt.
"I should repay you-"
Hiccup waved an oily hand, shaking his head.
"I will not hear of it. It's my fault you didn't go to a mechanic already. Any problems, let me know and I'll have my dad look at it but I'm pretty sure those were the only issues. I've changed your oil and checked your radiator too."
"Is that good?"
He laughed, wiping oil smears away with a clearly designated cloth, then clicked the hood back into place and circled to start the car again. Admittedly, her engine sounded a whole lot better after Hiccup applied the same dexterity and attention to detail she so loved in his art work to her car.
"There we go. One happy trucker. I better go get cleaned up, hang tight for a minute."
He disappeared into a side room, the sound of water running through old pipes reaching her ears as he presumably scrubbed oil from his hands and face. He came out in his previous clothes, though they were damp with sweat from exertion and probably water - his hands and face were pink but clean.
"Mechanics soap sucks but damn it does the job. Are you anxious to leave or do you still want the uh" he gestured at his side "story?"
She should leave, but Valka wanted both to thank him and hear the story. She gestured back toward his building, and Hiccup smiled as he led her back. Toothless was just happy to be involved it seemed, cantering next to them and barreling excitedly up the stairs.
"Did someone hurt you?"
Hiccup nodded, hands tense as he busied himself with more hot drinks, then peeled off his sweaty t-shirt and tossed it into a wash basket by the machine in the kitchen.
" I'm just gonna get it all out at once, you can run or ask questions after?" she nodded and Hiccup continued "My mother died in childbirth. My father died when I was five, car accident. I was sent to live with uncle Alvin, who was a bad bad man. He was a drunk, violent, but the only family I had left. Anyway, one day he got very drunk, decided he was bored of me and after the usual beating, he threw me through a broken window. He broke it throwing empty beer bottles at me a couple of days before."
Valka couldn't help but gasp in shock, hand covering her mouth as Hiccup recounted this horrific tale, all whilst making tea like he was fine. He continued, obviously needing to get it all out now she'd let him open the mental wounds.
" I curled up to protect my head, which is why the scars are nearly all on the one side. Some passing stranger found me, took me to hospital. I was so traumatised I couldn't talk, so I wrote and drew everything for the police. Bounced around foster care and therapy for a while, met Eret in one of the better children's homes. Then I got adopted when I was nine. My dad Stoick is a good guy, wanted to adopt Eret too but they found him a family. Eret's mom is a wonderfully mad woman."
"My gods Hiccup..."
She couldn't help it, standing and wrapping him in a tight hug. He trembled in her arms, not quite looking at her.
"It's ok if you wanna run. It's a pretty heavy story."
"I don't want to run you daft boy."
"I feel like I shouldn't have told you. It's not a story I often share. I don't usually show my scars to people so readily."
Valka could relate quite well. She'd not had sex with the lights on since her divorce... not until Hiccup.
"Neither do I."
He turned, embraced her properly and they stood just clutching each other there in the kitchen for several minutes.
"She was stillborn."
"What?"
Hiccup hadn't expected her to speak, couldn't immediately process what she said. He pulled back, looking at her face but not forcing her to meet his eye.
"My daughter. She was stillborn. It was what ended my marriage."
He frowned, stroking the side of her jaw.
"Did he leave you for that?"
Valka nodded, ashamed of her body's failure.
"We tried for years, and I finally fell pregnant but she... she died at 8 months."
"My gods, I'm so sorry Valka."
He kissed her temple, pulled her back to the sofa where they could hold each other properly, comfort each other through the stories of scars. Valka let him, feeling horribly exposed for sharing her shame and yet it was cathartic all the same.
"Thank you for telling me. I know it wasn't easy."
Hiccup murmured the words against her hair, stroking gently along the side of her neck with his thumb until she had all but melted into his chest.
"You know it's not your fault right?"
Scrunching her eyes up against tears, Valka shook her head.
"It felt like it was. It still does."
He slid fingers under her chin, turned Valka to look at him.
"I've been there. I blamed myself for my mother dying for years, but sometimes bad things just happen. And that's nobodies fault."
Hiccup had such a young, innocent face but gods he was wise beyond his years, aged by traumas and losses no child should ever have had to go through. And yet he was sweet and caring, soothing her even though he'd opened his own wounds up too.
"Oh. And your ex husband is a total and utter shit. I don't know whether I want to thump him or thank him."
"Thank him?"
A short smile tipped the side of his mouth up.
"For being stupid enough to let you go. Somehow I doubt last night would have happened if you were still married."
Valka felt a laugh bubble up in her chest at him acting like he had a one track mind, as though either could say their connection was solely about sex at that point.
"I'm not sure I wouldn't have left him eventually anyway. He wasn't the easiest man in the world to love."
"How come?"
For all her certainty Hiccup didn't want to hear all this, he couldn't have looked more attentive and interested in what she was saying.
"He was very mercurial. Had very stringent ideas about how marriage should be, and at the time I believed it and did what I felt a wife should do. I know now that was nonsense, that things he did weren't right... he always made me cut my hair. I've not cut it since we divorced except to remove split ends."
"That's amazing. Not that he was a tool of the highest order, but that you've literally outgrown him. I love your hair, why the Hel did he want you to cut it?"
Hiccup ran his fingers through the loose strands at the side, almost shaking his head in disbelief of her ex husband.
"Because long hair sheds. I've no doubt you'll be finding my hair in your room for days to come."
"I look forward to it. That's such a nonsense reason though... it sounds more like he just wanted to control you. And that is madness, trying to suppress all" he gestured at Valka "this. Did he feel emasculated by your height too?"
"Do you?"
"Not at all. You have no idea how distracting your legs are for me though."
"Behave, you."
He grinned.
"Never. That's why you like me."
His cheeky demeanour was only one of an increasing number of reasons Valka found herself irredeemably taken with this young man - her student - although it had been the initial attraction, his humour and complete lack of propriety when he first started coming on to her.
"So. What happens now?"
Valka hated how insecure her voice sounded, but she couldn't suppress the question any longer. Hiccup's lower lip jutted out in thought, formulating an answer slowly.
"What do you want to happen? This again? For us to settle on a one off and go back to our not-quite-professional relationship at college? Do you want time to think about it?"
"Why is it up to me?"
"Because... it's not my job that's on the line here. If I get kicked out of college my dad will yell and congratulate me in one breath for seducing a teacher, then send me somewhere else to train an engineer. It wouldn't be the end of the world for me, but you clearly adore your job."
Even now, he was all forethought and caring. Valka wasn't quite sure how to cope with it.
"My mother is going to visit friends next weekend."
Hiccup's brow creased in confusion.
"Are you going with her?"
"No. I thought, maybe..."
Gods she must sound pathetic and desperate, all but begging him to come to her bed like some needy, lonely divorcee.
"Is that an invitation?"
"If you want it to be."
Hiccup lit up, looked thrilled.
"Just try and keep me away. That actually works since I think Tuff is staying here next weekend. So I couldn't invite you over again anyway without telling him about it. Not that I think Tuff would notice much until I locked you in my bedroom."
That somewhat settled, the two lapsed into a strangely comfortable silence, enjoying the others presence and company. Or at least, Valka was. Hiccup may well be growing bored of being used like a giant pillow. He didn't seem to mind, face serene as his fingers played idly with her hair.
"Can I ask you something personal?"
Hiccup eventually spoke, and Valka eyed him warily.
"Well that depends on what it is."
"Was your husband the last person you had sex with?"
Immediately concerned she'd been a disappointment in bed despite Hiccup's seemingly genuine (and repeated) enjoyment, Valka shook her head.
"No, why?"
"I was just checking. I'd have felt a bit guilty for the... energetic night if that was your first time in like ten years."
Relieved, Valka shifted to lie more fully on his chest and Hiccup welcomed her there.
"Oh, no. I have dated since then. But the last time I had a lover in their twenties was when I was in my twenties."
Hiccup lapsed into silence again, then came back with another question.
"How come you didn't try again?"
Valka almost didn't answer, but after he had been so honest with her, then so understanding, she couldn't seem to stop herself.
"It was too raw by the time we split. After that I just... I never felt like I was ready to try again with any of my boyfriends. And now... I'm too old anyway."
"Says who? I mean, assuming everything down there is still ticking you have time right?"
He was earnest, almost daring Valka to say she was too old again against his refuting.
"I'm a thirty seven year old divorcee Hiccup, I've accepted my time is passed."
He huffed, shaking his head.
"It really hasn't. Gods Valka, you're a vibrant woman with so much to show the world. Don't let silly labels of age and divorce dictate the next fifty years of your life."
"Fifty?"
"Hey, you're in fantastic shape for a woman approaching forty. Hel, you're in great shape for a woman approaching thirty... I've had girlfriends my own age who couldn't have kept up last night. You're seeing age as this big thing when it doesn't have to be."
Valka couldn't even argue that he didn't know, that he was too young to understand the world but Hiccup was old before his time and yet he resonated with a joy for living most wouldn't have come out of his childhood with.
"Look, I'm not saying you need to decide right now that marriage and kids are on the cards for you, but don't drop yourself in the discard pile. And while you're thinking about it, I am more than happy to be your toyboy lover in a torrid affair who occasionally reminds you not to settle for less happiness than you deserve. Deal?"
Head spinning slightly, Valka nodded.
"Deal."
When Eret called to say he would be home soon, Valka knew she shouldn't stay regardless of Eret's awareness of the situation. After several lingering, long-lasting kisses that threatened to become more repeatedly, despite both of them being exhausted, Hiccup walked her down with Toothless on his leash to go for a walk.
"Hiccup?"
She slid into her car, looking up at him from her seat.
"Yeah?"
"Tomorrow..."
"We act normal. I know. No sweat."
He threw her a smile, tapped the roof of her car in a very American-TV style goodbye gesture, then headed off toward some trees that grass could be glimpsed through with his dog. Valka pulled out of the garage, still in disbelief at the last twenty four hours or so.
She had slept with a student. No matter what happened from there on, her professionalism was irreparably damaged in her own mind.
And yet she felt no guilt for it. Hiccup had been exactly what she needed. The end of a long dry spell, with a considerate and skilled lover. His youthful exuberance slowly dusted away the cobwebs of drudge in her mind, and his calm composure holding her steady when she opened up about her lost child, her failed marriage.
Valka felt a little raw, wrung out but gods had she needed that weekend. Plus, he had even fixed her car for nothing but her gratitude. It ran smoothly and with no ominous sounds, taking her away from the forbidden fruit she'd sampled quite a few times yesterday and well into the early hours of the morning. Her own home was a rather welcome sight to recuperate, recharge and definitely mentally admonish herself into behaving properly the next day.
After she got past her mother.
"And where have you been all night young lady?"
Rama stood at barely five foot six, so Valka towered over her tiny mother but the aging woman still had a glare that could melt steel.
"Mother, I am quite grown up and quite entitled to spending a night out without your permission."
"Mhmm. Out sowing your wild oats were you? Don't deny it! I can smell mens products on you."
Gods the woman was like a bloodhound. Valka let herself past and dropped her overnight bag to the kitchen table, then fell into a seat.
"Yes mother, I was with a man last night. It might shock you to know some people have sex outside of marriage."
Rama tsked, hitting the switch on the kettle before turning away. Valka could see her tiny shoulders shake with suppressed laughter.
"So, how was he? Going by the smile on your face, good?"
The pretense of disapproval over - it was a sort of game they'd developed when Valka was a young woman venturing into courtships, where they'd be serious and severe for her lovely but old-fashioned father only to have a proper mother-daughter talk later - Valka nodded, careful of what she said but knowing her mother wanted details.
"Fantastic. Quite possibly the best ever."
Sitting opposite and pushing a mug of fruit tea across the table, Rama leant in eagerly.
"Tell me everything."
Valka gave her mother a very carefully measured amount of information about her night, only hinting that her lover was younger without confirming anything.
"Are you seeing him again? Surely if he's this good you must!"
"Perhaps. I've not decided yet. I don't want him to get the wrong idea."
"That's my girl. Thinking ahead. Well you know I'll be away Friday til Monday, don't hesitate to have a little fun!"
Valka couldn't help but be amused by her mother essentially describing her daughters actual plan. She didn't think asking Hiccup to stay two nights would be a hard sell, although Valka felt it would take at least a week for them to recover afterwards given the energy to be expended.
The next day at college, she was undeniably nervous to see him. Eret only gave a fraction of a hint he knew what had transpired, glancing between the two as though he could see the heat that practically sparked between she and Hiccup. Hiccup, to his credit, didn't act any differently. He smiled at her, discreetly checked her out and got on with his work.
A box sat on the desk in front of him, which she knew contained his early completion end-of-year project for her class. It was an excellent and perfectly acceptable reason for him to linger after class, though Eret did too.
"Five minutes, then I'm coming in and dragging you away no matter what you're doing."
She felt a little bad for Eret, who obviously had mixed feelings about enabling their tryst but when Hiccup watched his friend leave before invading her personal space quite nicely, Valka shamefully forgot about Eret.
"Was this on purpose?"
His fingers brushed the soft material of her skirt, velvety and fluid on her skin.
"Is what?"
"I tell you your legs distract me, you come in the next day in this practically illegal skirt?"
Quite definitely caught out, Valka felt her cheeks warm. Hiccup placed a hand on one, kissed her soundly.
"I didn't ask before... Friday or Saturday?"
"How do you feel about both?"
His eyes darkened, breath hitching as his fingers dug into the small of her back.
"I better eat my vegetables. What's your kitchen like?"
Bemused by the odd question, she shrugged as best she could while holding Hiccups biceps in her hands.
"It's... normal? Why?"
"Because I'm going to cook for you. You get so excited it's like foreplay."
"You don't have to-"
Hiccup placed a finger on her lips, silencing her.
"If you don't want me to, say so. Otherwise assume my words indicate a want. I want to."
Nodding, she kissed his finger and Hiccup smiled.
"Oh right. Art."
He stepped away and Valka almost dragged him back, still pleasantly sore but seriously considering a juvenile fumble in the supply room. Loping gracefully back to his table, he lifted the lid off his box to reveal the completed sculpture.
"Oh Hiccup, that's exquisite!"
"I didn't do Toothless with full scales because I wanted him to seem all shadowy, but I gave him patches of them where my dog likes to be fussed. Cloudjumper here has scales all over, because he's kind of a bird and they are meant to look like feathers kinda?"
Valka almost dare not lift it for a closer look, so fine were even the tiniest details. It was truly incredible, the shapes so perfect she almost expected them to move, to take flight.
"Never let it be said I didn't earn my grades. I better go before Eret comes back."
Hiccup kissed her again, then all but skipped off and left her with his work. It was an incredible project for anyone, and Valka felt a shiver at the thought of how the same talented fingers that made the sculpture had wrung mind-numbing pleasure from her body time and time again. A messy head reappeared around the door, grinning.
"Valka?" she looked up at him, questioning him with her expression "I do like the skirt."
With that, he vanished again and she couldn't keep the giddy smile off her face. Hiccup just had a knack for making her feel... better. About herself and in general. She looked at the calendar on her desk, cursing at how far away Friday felt. The red dot on the Thursday after reminded Valka she ought to forewarn Hiccup it was a week she'd be out of action.
Gods, what was wrong with her? One night together and she was already planning multiple future ones. Granted, it was inevitable Hiccup learn of her cycle if they were to continue even only for a month.
She sat down, mindful of the sculpture and placed it carefully on her desk before running a hand over her tired face. The truth was... Hiccup was young. World-weary in some ways, perhaps, but he had gone to great lengths to both reassure her and describe their 'relationship' in quite casual terms. He could easily bore of her. Lose interest as she visibly aged. She ought to just enjoy what was happening for a while.
It wasn't as though she was in danger of developing feelings for him.
Valka spent much of the week shooing away her mothers queries about whether or not she would have company when the house was empty, which only made Rama more suspicious every time Valka cleaned something. She was exceptionally glad to drop the nosy bat... ah, her mother off at the coach station that morning on her way to work.
"Use protection!"
Were her mothers parting words, and Valka shook her head as she drove off. No matter how old their children got, parents never stopped being embarrassing. Hiccup was antsy in class, shifting in his seat with dark eyes and tense fingers. His drawing was sharper, angrier. A sign of repressed emotions and Valka had a good guess what emotions he was trying to tamp down.
Eret often gave them a time limit before he would fetch Hiccup, but nobody could really say anything as Tuffnut opted to sit strangely on top of a table, knees up to his shoulders in an awkward crouch. Eret approached his boyfriend, tapped his arm.
"Tuff, what are you doing?"
"I'm seeing what it's like to be a cat. Except I don't have a tail! Damn!"
Rather than wait for Tuff's personal experiment to be over, Hiccup simply looked over at her with the obvious question of "are we still on for tonight?" in his face. She nodded. He winked, eyes dipping down to her skirt of choice that day before helping Eret manhandle a meowing Tuff out of the room. He was a peculiar one, the Thorston boy.
Hiccup wasn't coming over immediately after college, so Valka had time to go home, shower and fret about if her house was tidy enough.
He's not coming here to see your house woman!
Her bedsheets, bathroom and kitchen were all clean. She was clean. She'd had the truly surreal experience of buying condoms for the first time in years; Valka doubted Hiccup would forget but better safe than sorry. Hiccup had gone to all sorts of trouble like cooking and buying her favourite water... she felt like she came up short on effort.
The sky had begun to turn dark before there was a knock at the door, though when Valka checked the peephole there was nobody there. She opened the door cautiously, finding Hiccup crouched on the doorstep. She raised an eyebrow as he smiled awkwardly.
"I gotta hand it to Tuff, this isn't easy to do. Do you have a back garden?"
He stood, waited for Valka to step back as invitation to enter before he actually crossed the threshold.
"Yes, why?"
"Because I like the sky right now. I just gotta put some stuff in your fridge."
He was energetic, talking a mile a minute as he went in search of her kitchen. He put things in her fridge as said, chiding her for trying to look. In her own refrigerator!
"Yep. I can work with this. Come on!"
Valka let herself be pulled along agreeably, and after a cursory check Hiccup laid on his back in the grass. After a minute, Valka copied and he grinned, taking her hand and pointing up with the other.
"This is the only time we really get these colours. Sunrise is all orange and pink like foam sweets. Sunset is... a real palette."
A consummate artist, Hiccup detailed how he saw the different ebbs and swirls of dusk until the sky was a solid ocean of navy dotted only by the first stars of the night.
"Can we get up now?"
"Come on, don't tell me that wasn't fun."
"No, it was. I just wish I'd known to bring a pillow."
Hiccup chuckled, semi-kneeling to help Valka to her feet and they ventured back into her home.
"You want to eat first" he slid against her like silk, trapping Valka effectively between his body and the cool metal finish of the fridge door "or work up an appetite? I've no preference."
How was he allowed to be so utterly, indecently arousing only minutes after he was waxing poetic about the night sky? Either way, she couldn't have waited another minute to kiss him. Hiccup growled against her mouth, clutching her hips and somehow managing to boost her on to the side without her really noticing.
Then his hands were under her skirt, tugging down her underwear and she realised his intentions pretty quickly. Valka intended to protest, but somehow ended up lifting helpfully to extricate herself from impeding material instead. In the kitchen.
"Hey, it's a room for eating right?"
Hiccup's answer made her realise she'd spoken the last three words of her thoughts aloud, cheeks burning at the implications while Hiccup knelt down, tugged her to sit further forward for his ease of access and wasted no time in swiping his tongue through the wet mess he had already made of her. Rapidly losing dignity under his eager ministrations, Valka clutched the edge of the counter and Hiccup clutched her thighs in return, holding them apart to keep her spread open.
She'd never had a partner who seemed excited to do this, and definitely never one who used it as a means to bring her to climax. More to functionally arouse her for the main event. Hiccup on the other hand... he'd taken her underwear off with his teeth in his want to taste her, to leave Valka rattled by the intense climax while he looked proud, smug even.
He bit at her thigh when he slowed to breathe for a second, leaving bruises in his wake that shouldn't have thrilled her as much as they did. Then his thin lips sealed on her clit, sucked and tugged gently at it until Valka was near-delirious, mindlessly rutting against his mouth in her own eagerness to come on his tongue.
What had he done to her?
Her head knocked against a cabinet as it fell back, body wracking with exquisitely pleasurable tremors and her mouth betrayed her want to stay quiet, loud moans telling Hiccup exactly how she was feeling as he brought her off beautifully. One of her hands had found it's way to his hair, the patch she had tugged roughly sticking out even more than his hair usually did.
Hiccup stood, panting almost as heavily as she as he guided her legs apart so he could lean between them.
"Since we have all weekend... I'm wondering if that's enough time to go down on you in every room of your house. Got a preference for where to next?"
Still quivering from the climax, Valka could only stare at him.
It was going to be a long weekend.
-HTTYD-
Fanfiction has been playing up massively and it makes it hard to stay on track writing. So I accidentally write too much.
And now this needs a fourth chapter WHAT HAPPENED TO MY TWO SHOT
Valcup always getting outta control