Zalazar - I had to google translate your review, but assuming the translation was correct? (i.e it was in Spanish right?) Thank you! I didn't really expect to enjoy writing it because it's not my ship and I've never written HTTYD before, but now I'm actually excited to write this story.
capnbooth4 - one word. Spoilers!
David - I don't write noncon stories, barely ever write dubcon... nor would I even know where to start with a dragon x human story (idk how reptiles fuck) but if you have some specific idea you want me to write then give more detail and I might try it.
OechsnerC - uh, probably not! If there's one thing I cannot write, its any kind of femslash.
However, if it's plain old slash or hetero? I'll probably write almost anything - my inbox is always open for prompts! (I prefer that because then we can talk about specifics. I loooove specifics)
Something to be pointed out... my knowledge of the Dragons TV show canon is pretty thin, so if something isn't canon (aside from the incest... Tough.)
-HTTYD-
Hiccup had been tender before, but Valka felt a new kind of alive after he showed his gentler side fully and spent so long slowly exploring and treasuring their intimate bond. He even called their baby a miracle. It made her smile just to think about, waking with his arm across her waist and his face buried in her hair. It was well worth the work to re-braid her hair in the morning when Hiccup was the one playing with it, hands combing through the thick locks and his murmured praise for how much he loved it.
"Good morning."
"It certainly is my sweet boy."
Hiccup nuzzled into the back of her neck, not a single trace of shame, guilt or anything but peace and happiness at laying there with her when she turned to face him. He brushed a few stray hairs off her face, sleepy green eyes alight as they surveyed her.
"I like this."
"As do I. Alas, we are about to be disturbed by your wonderful dragon."
Hiccup sighed, leaning in to tangle a hand in her hair and kiss her anyway. His other hand explored her sleep-warm skin, soft little hums of pleasure echoing between their mouths until Toothless did his usual thing of opening the door to walk in, then closing it behind him. Even in his confusion about their unusual bonding, Toothless protected their privacy to do it.
When her son sat up, Valka admired the necklace against the top of his chest. Pale skin made a wonderful contrast for the black of the leather she used, and the Bewilderbeast scales in it made for a truly unique piece - not many would have had the chance to collect such things from a gentle but giant dragon.
"Yes Toothless" Hiccup had to sadly turn away from her to greet an excitable lizard "I know you want to go put your new tail on but I gotta get up first."
Valka ran a hand down his slim back, finding little scars and lean muscles all the way down to his narrow hips where the blanket cut off her eyeline. Hiccup shivered pleasantly at the touches, but Toothless gave her a most disapproving look.
"I don't think he appreciates us touching in front of him. Especially when he hasn't complained once about not sleeping in my room anymore."
"I apologise Toothless" that turned his attention to Valka, slinking around to her side of the bed and placing his head on her blanket-covered leg "thank you for being so understanding. I appreciate it greatly."
Dragons just wanted to be treated right, they were rarely a spiteful or vengeful type. Defensive, territorial, perhaps even anti-social. But never had Valka met a truly bad dragon... with perhaps the exception of the black Bewilderbeast Drago recruited. He had seemed to enjoy the chaotic nature of Drago's requests too much.
"So, any plans for today son?"
Hiccup turned back to look at them both, smiling at the easy bond between kindred souls.
"Get Toothless flying again. Perform a marriage, oversee repairs on some houses after that Gronckle egg incident... kinda busy. I did have something in mind for you. Well... something else."
Hiccup smirked as he spoke, eyeing the bare skin visible beneath the blanket stretched between them.
"Which is?"
"Bork did a lot of great work, Fishlegs too. But you... you know so much. I was hoping... maybe you would help make a new edition of the Book Of Dragons?"
Valka couldn't have denied that pleading, awestruck gaze if she wanted to. Hiccup was so earnest, his desire to know everything about dragons so pure... there was only one answer, obviously.
"Of course. Though I would like to see you put the new tail fin on first, and come with you for the test flight?"
"Absolutely! Come on, we better get up."
Toothless put his fore-claws over his eyes as they both got out of bed, Hiccup leaving little room for self-conscious thoughts as he eyed her like beauty incarnate. He took a last moment to indulge his adoration for her hair, wrapping his arms around her bare waist and stomach, and inhaling deeply at her hair. Toothless grew impatient, making an irritated noise in Hiccup's direction.
"Alright, alright. We'll get dressed. Someone wants breakfast and flying!"
Hiccup kissed the bruise on her shoulder, then pulled himself away. Valka greatly enjoyed the bruise itself, knowing it would still be there, hidden away like the rest of their secrets but still there when Hiccup was standing up and marrying Astrid in a couple of days. Hiccup was dressed first, looking sweet and comfortable in his tunic and leggings, then strong and handsome in his riding gear with that necklace still hanging around his neck. Valka put her shift on, then started on braiding her hair again.
"I'll go make sure breakfast is ready, and no matter how much he complains" Toothless warbled "we won't leave without you. Right bud?"
Grizzling, Toothless nodded before offering Valka a gummy smile. Her boys - that was what she had dubbed Hiccup and their two male dragons - were waiting downstairs for her to join them, smiling and sharing breakfast before the sun had even begun to creep over the horizon.
"If we hurry we can be up in the air for the sunrise."
That necessitated their frantic run down to the armory where the tail fin had set, though Hiccup obviously took the time to fit it correctly. His slim hands were deft and dexterous, made her quiver inside as Valka remembered the things her son could do with those fingers. Hiccup looked up at her with a smile, enjoying their bonding over the dragons. Cloudjumper sat patiently waiting, smiling when Valka climbed up on his head.
"Ready to go Toothless?"
The dragon barely waited for Hiccup to clamber on his back before stretching out his new tail and making happy noises.
"You ready mom?"
Nodding at her son, Valka placed a steadying hand on her dragons head as they took off. It was immediately obvious, even in the early hints of dawn, that the night fury could fly without Hiccup manipulating a stirrup. Toothless was so excited, roaring and firing little plasma blasts in his exuberance. Cloudjumper turned his head around to Valka, expression perplexed at his friends joy.
"Just let him have his moment Cloudjumper."
When she slid down her dragons wing to land on Toothless, Hiccup turned to smile at her. They wouldn't have much time and privacy for things like this soon, quietly gliding with him wrapped securely in her hold to watch the sunrise together.
"It's beautiful."
"Yeah. I'm sorry we haven't done stuff like this more often."
"Do not apologise to me darling, I am so proud of you for this past year. You don't have to justify fulfilling your responsibility as chief."
"I shouldn't have been neglecting this, neglecting you to do it. I promise I'll make more time for us somewhere. So long as you promise to quit wing-walking in a few months, because I don't think the little one is quite ready for our kind of dragon-riding."
Hiccup wasn't the coddling type, so Valka felt warmed by the depth of his care and forethought for the baby, requesting she mind her safety without being overprotective. Neither of them wanted to be stifled.
"Of course. Got to take care of our little miracle."
Of all the many natural wonders Valka had seen in all her years, the sunrise was one of her favourites. There was always a new day, a new adventure.
"It's going to be real funny if they were scared of dragons. Then again... so was I as a baby right? That's why you made me that little toy."
"Yes, and you tossed it into the ocean. Do not fret, I bear no ill will for it."
"It turned up a few years ago... I still have it somewhere. We had to fight a smothering smokebreath nest for it."
Hiccup recounted the story for her, including the 'fog monster' belief held by Berkians beforehand and she laughed heartily about the antics involved. She could periodically press little kisses to the back of his neck, enjoying the little squirms and gasps he made mid-sentence.
"As nice as that is, I want to see if Toothless can actually fly solo again so would you mind observing from Cloudjumper?"
She didn't take it as rejection - Hiccup didn't want her to leave, just needed to ensure the safety of his dragon. Cloudjumper flew past at the right height for her to jump across to him, never really considering that it was a dangerous hobby even as she knew there was a pretty great drop had she missed, and she had no flight suit.
"Ready Toothless? Lets go!"
Hiccup launched himself off his dragon and they did a long drop, clearly practiced in the way they moved in sync. Then his wings came out and Toothless flew all around him, dipping and diving and cheering for his fully working tail fin until he caught his rider again.
"It worked! If you're going to vanish for days again, let me know next time bud? I was so worried."
"Roargh!"
It was utterly remarkable to watch, knowing that despite her worst fears that one day she would be up against her son as a dragon killer... he had inherited her soul, even worked out ways to be closer to dragons with his flight suit, building that harness and stirrup system to replace the tail Toothless lost. In a way, it was fateful if a dreadful injury... had Toothless not been stuck in the clearing, Hiccup would never have had the chance to bond with the reptile.
If he started shooting dragons down now, she would be having stern words with him. They returned to Berk as everyone else was getting up for breakfast, dragons and Vikings alike. Hiccup was waylaid by his fiance, who greeted Valka exceptionally brightly. Then again, she didn't know what she was in the middle of, didn't know Hiccup and she had spent a... practically romantic morning together already.
"I can't hang around babe, I need to find the stuff mom needs, then I have to go do that wedding for Snotlout's cousin."
"No, I get that. I just wanted to do this" Valka had to look away when Astrid kissed Hiccup, inappropriately lustful in public "and say I'm so happy we are getting married in two days time. I love you."
Hiccup wrapped his arms around Astrid, giving his mother an apologetic look for being subjected to this over his fiances head.
"I love you too. What are you doing with your day?"
"Ugh. Wife training. I guarantee I will hate the women of this village within approximately thirty seconds."
Valka remembered that particular ritual herself, though it had of course been intended for her husband, not her son.
"It's slow and painful, but only for the day. Personally, I preferred it to tomorrow."
"What's tomorrow?"
Feeling slightly inspired by Loki it seemed, Valka described the future preparations she remembered.
"Preparation day. Bathing and resting and being given lots of little tidbits of marital advice about cooking and cleaning and child rearing. You'll be missing today tomorrow, I guarantee it."
"They are going to bathe me?"
Hiccup shrugged, holding up defensive hands to ward off Astrid as she stalked toward him.
"Don't ask me! I just have to show up in an outfit Tuffnut made me."
"Such is the price to marry the chief."
Astrid sighed loudly, punched Hiccup in the arm and kissed him again before running off - in the opposite direction she was supposed to, Valka noticed.
"Is that true? All that preparation goes into the bridal stuff?"
"Indeed. The women of the village want to ensure the chief has the best."
Hiccup shook his head, rubbing nervously at the top of his hair and she was warmed by the little things he had inherited from her.
"Wow. Ugh. Right... notes! Dragons!"
A little overwhelmed, Hiccup disappeared into their home. Valka restrained herself from following him, knowing her poor son couldn't afford the time for distractions that morning. He came out with the notes, walked her to the back room of the armory held much of their research and kissed her quickly when there was nobody around. Indulging herself, Valka stroked his stubbled cheek.
"I love you son."
"Love you too mom. I gotta go. Thank you for agreeing to do this."
"It is the least I can do to make up for the time I left you. It's no hardship my sweet boy, now go and do your chief things. And feel free to have Cloudjumper's help lifting wood for the repairs."
"He does have some of the best even flying in proportion to size and strength. Thanks mom."
Hiccup's eyes closed, he drew in a deep breath and finally managed to convince himself to leave her there. It wasn't a bad days task, drawing and writing about many species of beloved dragons. She quite enjoyed reading their original one too, recognising Hiccup's delicate drawings and handwriting similar to hers on some of the pages, and the entirety of their Night Fury page was done by him.
Wonderful as could be, Hiccup dropped in at lunch time to check on her. He brought bread, sheep dip and chunks of chicken. He even brought a lidded flask of hot water, in case she needed to make her anti-sickness tea.
"You take such good care of me Hiccup."
"You're doing a massive thing for me, and that isn't including the little miracle. So yes, I'm going to take care of you. Dip?"
He stayed to eat with her, pointing out of the small window to show her where Toothless and Cloudjumper were flying around helping. It was quite something to see Toothless fly unsupported, Hiccup at her side.
"I hate to say it, but if I don't go make sure they are working the twins will beat each other with wooden blocks instead of using them to repair anything. I gotta find a better use... I mean job for them."
Running an affectionate hand over her cheek that Valka couldn't help leaning up in to, Hiccup ventured back out into the village to help put several homes back in order. A new batch of Gronckle laying had somehow ended up happening in Berk, and given that the majority of dragon hatchings were explosive... it had been a little messy. Nobody was seriously hurt mercifully, but several homes required repairs.
Hiccup's new side had not yet faded, proved by him making her dinner, then taking her to bed and slowly, gently loving her over and over. She missed his animalistic heat sometimes, but this was just as intense and made her feel so much. Hiccup made sure to go over the bruise on her shoulder again, just to be sure he said. To be sure it lasted the wedding, though that was not actually spoken.
Thor... he was about to get married.
Hiccup still loved Astrid, would be the happiest Viking alive to be marrying her in any other circumstances. But he knew it would place undue strain on his time with his mother, and there would constantly be the risk of being found out when Astrid moved in.
"It's alright Hiccup. Let mommy make you feel good."
Oh Hiccup was going right to Hel herself for how hot those words made him as they were breathed in his ear. He would be Astrid's husband in under twenty four hours, but that wasn't at the forefront of his mind as his mother laid him on his back and straddled his narrow hips. He had little issue about letting her have free reign over his body tonight, but he did want one thing first.
"Take out your braids? Please?"
There were few sights as erotic and beautiful as those braids coming loose, letting her hair fall in a cascade down her back. Valka smiled as Hiccup devoured her with his eyes, but tapped him in warning when he reached for her. Right. Her turn.
"My handsome boy."
Hiccup wriggled and arched as her mouth explored his throat and chest, hands mapping his slender frame and making him tingle pleasantly all over. Eventually she took pity on his desperate pleas, impaling herself on his needy erection and moaning openly as they joined. Her lithe body rocked itself up and down, back and forth in his lap with slowly increasing speed, and Hiccup had to stare in rapture at her swaying breasts, her feminine hips.
When she stopped before they were done, Hiccup could have cried. At least until she lifted herself up, then guided Hiccup to press against the tight ring of guardian muscle further back. He tried to protest, knowing it was much easier on her when he used his fingers in her first.
"Wait, you aren't..."
She silenced him almost immediately, still smirking as she wiggled her finger at him like mother had caught son in mischief.
"Ah ah ahh. Worry not my boy."
Hiccup didn't understand, not until she started sinking down and he felt she was loose inside, some sort of oily slick easing his way. She hadn't just wanted this, she had planned it.
"Thor mom, you're incredible."
Both of them were soon beyond words, communicating only through pleasured whimpers and soft gasps. Her ass was a work of art, the tight muscles gripping him perfectly and while Valka was relaxed and receptive, there was still more resistance than the wet, soft slide Hiccup was used to.
"I'm close Hiccup. Mmm, I want to still feel you inside me tomorrow."
How in the name of Odin was he supposed to resist that? Mindful not to actually hurt her, Hiccup put a little more push into his thrusts and by the gods did his mother respond. Her muscles squeezed tight around him, gripping him securely in her warm body as she reached her climax and moaned so hotly Hiccup was powerless to stop himself following her to Valhalla's bliss.
"I love you, my dear sweet Hiccup."
"I love you too mom. C'mere."
Ignoring their sweaty skin, Hiccup embraced her closely and wrapped the furs and blanket around them. They kissed and caressed each other leisurely for a while, committing those last few hours to memory. Hiccup couldn't help but spend the night with his nose buried in that magnificent mane of hair any more than he could help breathing. The baby fluttered now and then beneath his hand, growing despite the world around it about to change.
Both of them refused to address the issue hanging in the air that morning, nothing but Toothless between them and being found out. Hiccup kissed his mother awake, running his hands through her hair a few times to enjoy the way she hummed and melted beneath his touch.
"That feels nice."
"Unfortunately, we have to get up."
As if knowing they were just stirring, Toothless let himself in and sat in front of the door to eye them closely. Even the reptile seemed aware today was going to be filled with mixed feelings, no judgemental looks or confused groans. Hiccup spent a brief few seconds admiring the lovebite on Valka's shoulder, squeezed her gently with the arm still around her before sighing and getting out of bed.
Not leaving anything to chance, the dragon kept watchful eyes until Hiccup limped over to the bathroom. He would have loved if he could invite his mother in, but there was no way he would be any cleaner for it if he did. Hiccup did get to enjoy her bare body a moment more as they traded off in the bathroom however, which was a bright spot in his mourning
He couldn't put on his riding gear, because there was a wedding tunic to be worn. Hiccup had serious reservations about trusting Tuffnut. Placing his usual tunic and leggings on, Hiccup went ahead to ensure there was breakfast, no hungry dragons and the hot water pot ready for his mothers morning anti-sickness tea drink.
Her hair was still loose when she came down, makimg Hiccup's stomach do a little somersault as she shook her head back and the thick locks swept through the air. Staring with a piece of fish halfway to his mouth and no sounds but fire crackling and dragon slurping, Hiccup blinked himself out of a reverie when the door knocked.
"Hiccup! I mean, chief! Hic-chief! Chief-cup! Open up!"
"That'll be Tuffnut."
Hiccup opened the door still chewing his breakfast, finding Tuffnut with messy hair and holding a fabric bundle that would likely be his wedding tunic.
"I meant to bring it to you yesterday but there were these really cool rocks I wanted to try and push Ruffnut on to and..."
"Yeah that's great Tuff, thanks for bringing this but I was in the middle of breakfast so..."
"I was doing something too... over there!"
For once Hiccup was glad of his friends flighty nature, as Tuff darted off across the plaza and allowed Hiccup to close the door again, holding his wedding tunic in his non-fish hand. Valka watched as he came back with a bemused grin, still not quite used to the twins even after a year back on Berk. Then again, Hiccup had known the twins all his life and still got confused by them.
"At least it isn't purple. I've not looked at it yet but it doesn't seem to be totally Tuffnut gone wrong."
It was discarded for finishing breakfast, then for stolen last kisses and touches. It could look to some like they would not see each other for ages, when the opposite was true but this easy freedom bubble they had been able to live in was about to be shattered.
"It's going to be alright son."
"I know. I've just been blissfully ignorant of the fact we won't be sleeping together. Tonight will be weird."
The bubble was broken again by knocking at the door, which transpired to be Eret come to check Hiccup's awake and not jilting status.
"I'm up, can't a chief get a moment's peace?"
"Sorry chief, have you tried arguing with Gothi?"
"Of course not, I value my life."
The ex-trapper laughed, waved in greeting to Valka back in the house and then Toothless, who stuck his scaly head out to see who the newcomer was.
"Well, I better go check on the nursery! I'll see you for the ceremony chief."
"Thanks Eret. See you later."
Hiccup sighed as soon as the door was closed, rubbing at the bridge of his nose and patting Toothless with the other to soothe him.
"Sweet baby Thor in a thunderstorm, normally they wait until I leave my house to harass me."
His mother came over, rubbing gently at the back of his hair until he relaxed enough for her to pull his head to her bosom. Hiccup nuzzled at her clothed breast, then further down at her stomach with a contented hum as her heart thumped steadily beneath his ear.
"Better my boy?"
"Much, thank you."
She hummed to herself, not letting go of him just yet. Until the door knocked again.
"Why Odin, why?"
Muttering under his breath, Hiccup opened the door to reveal Astrid's father.
"Morning sir."
"Sir? You're the chief. Chief. Anyway, I just came to bring ye the elk for your dinner!"
"Oh. Right. Thanks... want to bring it in?"
The man came in with half an animal slung across his shoulder, his wife - Astrid's mother - suddenly appearing directly after with enough bread to build a house. A very small house, but it was still an outrageous amount of bread and biscuits.
"Morning chief! We'll see you in the Great Hall soon! Morning Valka."
Irritably accepting they were likely to get interrupted again, Hiccup picked up his wedding tunic and headed up to his put it on. Not because he was too worried about being seen topless by some next visitor, but he didn't want anybody else to see the desire on his mothers face at the sight. That was private.
"I'll be damned. This is kind of cool."
The tunic was white, had the Berk crest that was based off of Toothless and read 'Hiccup and Astrid' along the bottom. It actually worked well with the necklace his mother had made for him.
"Oh, you look very handsome Hiccup."
"Thanks mom. I'm just glad it's not a disaster considering Tuffnut was involved..."
Hiccup found himself thrown across the bed - which reminded him, he ought to put fresh furs on - and his tunic pushed up, leggings pulled down to expose him to his mothers hungry eyes.
"Mom we don't have... ohhh, don't stop."
Arguments died in his throat as a warm mouth closed around his soft cock, sucking him slowly until he was hard and then speeding up. The feral smirk was evident even with her lips stretched around his shaft, her small hand wrapped around the base to torment him further and Hiccup found himself coming into her willing mouth surprisingly fast.
"Wow. That was... unexpected. And amazing."
"What can I say? You looked so appealing."
"And you wanted to defile my tunic right?"
Valka smirked, kissing him and sighing softly when Hiccup failed to resist her still-loose hair, winding his hands through it.
"You caught me."
"I don't mind. It's... kind of hot. But really, I need to change the pelts and get to the Hall soon before your dress is ruined."
Successfully finding his new boot - specially clean and fresh for the wedding - Hiccup dragged the furs off his bed into the washing pile before adding fresh ones to the bed. Astrid wouldn't think it odd he put fresh pelts on for their wedding night at least. There was a stash of pregnancy-prevention waiting nearby, and a bottle of honey mead plus cups. Hiccup wanted Astrid to enjoy the night as much as possible, regardless of his missing his mothers arms himself.
"Are you staying here, or do you want me to wait for you?"
"I just need to fix my hair and put on my coat. Unless you prefer it this way?"
"You know I love it that way, but if you don't put it up I'm probably going to be staring at you instead of Astrid."
He replied honestly, drinking a small cup of mead to try and calm his nerves as Valka braided her hair again, fairly quick and expert with her little nimble fingers. He wasn't a big drinker, particularly by Viking standards, but he figured today was an occasion to drink whether for celebration or consolation. She placed her fitted winter coat over her tunic, then kissed Hiccup's neck above the necklace until he squirmed before putting on her boots.
"Let's go."
One thing Hiccup was glad for was that nobody really thought much of Valka holding his hand - they were just close after spending so long apart. So he got to walk to the Great Hall with their fingers laced together, Toothless and Cloudjumper flying lazily alongside and above them. Cloudjumper enjoyed being invited along to the Great Hall, because it was one of the few buildings in the village he actually fit in. He was big, even for a Stormcutter.
"Dragon guests, there is food set aside for you over there so please don't steal the wedding food!"
"Bring those seats over here!"
"Where is that barrel of wine?"
"This is our chief's wedding, not a yak-warming party!"
They had apparently walked in to a scene of complete chaos, many a Viking milling about carrying bowls and mugs or barrels or platters. It was all so much, couldn't they just do some vows, eat, drink and dance without this great big fuss?
"Are you alright Hiccup?"
"Fine mom. You know me... just not big on parties."
The whole dramatic nonsense seemed to drag out, but then before he knew it Astrid was being brought in by Stormfly, both of them shining and groomed, dressed and decorated in endless flowing white.
Gothi and Gobber made for a bizarre conversation before they were actually making vows, and Hiccup felt some of the infectious happiness pouring off Astrid as they were pronounced husband and wife. He sent mental apologies to his mother as he kissed Astrid, everyone clapping and several dragons roaring along with the cheers.
"Mind if I cut in?"
Dancing was awkward with his leg, but Hiccup seized the chance when Astrid's dad asked to dance with his daughter.
"Of course. I'll go find my mom."
Valka smiled when Hiccup asked for the dance, both of them barely remembering they were around other people as her hands wrapped around his shoulders, his around her waist.
"How are you and the little one doing?"
"The little miracle is fine. How are you?"
With the entire village under one roof, the noise was plenty cover for the two of them to talk almost candidly. Rather than lie when his feelings were all over the place, Hiccup hugged his mom closer so he could whisper in her ear.
"It's you I'll be thinking about later."
-HTTYD-
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