Writer's note: NSFW-ish! Astrid has a problem with her breast milk leaking; Hiccup's curiosity helps with the problem.
Astrid huffed in frustration at the wet spots forming on her nightgown. "I'm leaking again."
It was a common problem all new mothers dealt with. Astrid had obviously known about feeding the baby mother's milk; that was a given. But no one had warned her that the milk would just seep out on its own free will and soil clean clothes. It was easier to handle when she wore chest bindings throughout the day, but at night she was free of the clothe with nothing to catch the leakage.
"And I am not waking the baby," Astrid added firmly when she noticed the suggestion on Hiccup's face. It was hard enough getting Ester to sleep; no way she was going to wake their 1-month old child!
"Maybe I can help," Hiccup said nonchalantly, propping up on his elbow on their bed.
Astrid scrunched her nose. "How?"
Hiccup eyed her chest, the little wet circles growing larger on the material of her gown. Astrid picked up on his intend right away.
"You want to taste it, don't you?" she asked, far too amused by this revelation.
"Well..maybe.." Hiccup sputtered over words as he sat up.
Astrid's shoulders shook with giggles.
"What?" Hiccup protested, "can't a man be curious?"
The giggles finally faded. "Since I'm in a bind, I'll accept your assistance."
Hiccup's lips curled up into a grin. He pulled Astrid's gown over her head, sighing in satisfaction at the sight of her voluptuous bosom. "I've missed these."
Hiccup was rather fond of her breasts, Astrid knew all too well. But ever since the baby was born, her breasts had been either too tender to touch or being used for feeding.
"Are you going to help with the problem or just drool over them?"
Hiccup raised his eyes from her exposed bosom to meet her gaze. His eyebrows flicked up in a suggestive way before he moved closer. He tenderly cupped her left breast in his hand, causing a stirring in Astrid's nether reigns that she hadn't felt for far too long. He dipped down, hovering over her breast in anticipation before enveloping her nipple with his mouth.
Astrid drew in a sharp breath. She'd secretly feared the sensation of the baby suckling would cause Hiccup's ministrations to feel awkward and weird. But oh no! His mouth on her elicited a completely different feeling, one that shot hot fire all the way down to places that needed awakening.
Hiccup took long, slow sucks, flicking his tongue along the nipple, sending shivers up Astrid's body. She held onto the back of his head, her breath panting as she watched her husband enjoying himself. Agonizingly, Hiccup slid his lips off her nipple with a soft smack. He licked his lips thoroughly, seeming to savor the taste.
Astrid reached out to wipe away a wet patch of saliva at the corner of his mouth. "How does it taste?"
"It's sweet," he replied, happily surprised.
"Do I taste good?"
"You always taste good." The comment along with his wicked little grin made her blush.
Astrid laid back on the pillows, curling a finger for him to come. "The other side needs attention." Hiccup didn't waste any time, crawling atop her and indulging in tasting her again.