HARFan - ok, firstly, thank you for a huge, constructive and warm-fuzzies review!

You're absolutely right in Hiccup's feelings for the two being different, and I'm happy to hear my attempts at exploring Hiccup-headspace isn't the meaningless jumble I think it is when I'm done writing.

I can adamantly say Astrid isn't going to join them - not because I'm against three-some fics, I've written several (not HTTYD but still) but because it doesn't blend with my plans for this story. And aside from that, I don't think I could ever do a F/F relationship justice because as a bisexual man, I have no experience to write from like I do with an M/M or M/F.

As for the Hiccstrid lacking, I do realise that but it's a case of working in to it - I started this as a one shot and never planned to write Hiccup and Astrid sexing it up... I'll work on that. Plus at first, they weren't really spending much time together because naughty Hiccup was all but avoiding her to stay with Valka. Plus he's not really been in the moment with Astrid lately.

Wow that's a long reply, I hope I haven't bored you rigid! Again, thank you wholeheartedly for the wonderfully long and lovely review!

Noname guest - thank you!

Line break is shift from Valka's to Hiccups point of view.

And a warning I didn't add earlier - this fanfiction will contain flagrant disregard for genetic abnormalities often caused by 'inbreeding', in case you were worried. I figure Vikings weren't too clued up on that sort of thing anyway.

-HTTYD-

Her precious boy was struggling, Valka could see it in his face, taste it in the kisses stolen while Astrid was collecting her things to 'move in'. Hiccup pressed firmer against her where Valka was rather happily trapped between her closed bedroom door and Hiccups eager mouth. She imagined that last night had been difficult for them both, and Hiccup didn't look to have slept very well at all. If they had time she would have greatly enjoyed taking him to bed, swaddling him in blankets and her arms to watch him sleep nestled against her chest.

Unfortunately, they didn't have that sort of time. Toothless scratched at the door, interrupting their brief moment alone but as it turned out, he was warning them - Astrid and several of her and Hiccups friends poured into the house only a few seconds later.

"I love you."

Hiccup whispered it against her neck before sliding away, leaving her bereft of touch as he went to help his wife bring in her things. Mostly that just involved hanging up a couple of axes on the walls, and her clothes and hair braiding things taking places in Hiccups room. Their friends stayed around for a while, drinking and celebrating the two finally getting married. Hiccup was the only sober one by early evening, using the dragons to deposit their drunken riders.

With her baby growing within, Valka knew it was inadvisable to drink alcohol, and she was thankful for it later when wide awake as Hiccup closed her bedroom door behind him that night.

"Astrid?"

"Out like a firelight, always is when she has more than two cups of mead. I lost count at her fifth. Toothless is in with her."

Despite the urgency of it, not knowing when they would be together again, Hiccup still took his time with her. Valka found herself stripped and kissed, Hiccups mouth and hands touching and tasting and teasing her to more than one quivering, intense peak of pleasure. When he finally got inside her again, she was halfway to insane with the need for her son and he thrilled in it.

"I better go." Hiccup kissed her again, pressing his forehead against hers for a quiet moments intimacy before he left. "I love you."

"I love you too my boy."

Valka listened as Hiccup entered the bathroom,heard the faint splashing sounds as he cleaned himself up before he got into bed with his wife. When the creaking stopped as he settled, Valka slipped her shift back on and Toothless slithered back around the doorway to curl up on his dragon bed. It was no substitute for Hiccup's arms around her, but the dragons gentle breathing helped. Turning on her side and cradling her stomach gently, Valka let the sound of Toothless lull her to slumber.

Astrid was half asleep at the table, clutching an ice block to her head and groaning when Valka descended that morning. Hiccup handed his wife a canteen of water, then offered Valka a happy smile and a socially-acceptable hug.

"Morning mom."

"Morning son. Morning Astrid."

"Ughhh. Never let me try to match Tuffnut again... that idiot can drink. I swear only Eret and Hiccup were still standing last night. And Eret is a pirate!"

Valka remembered the ex trapper had been tipsy but capable of climbing on his own dragon, and Hiccup had intentionally stayed clear-headed. She opted not to mention that, instead picking up a barrel of fish and heading outside to greet Cloudjumper. Even with the bowl of delicious food awaiting him, her dragon still spent several minutes showing her affection and making little purring roars as she stroked his head and scratched beneath his chin.

Oh, she had missed so much when Cloudjumper first took her away... but now she had more. Stoick's death had been quite the blow, but that grief combined with a dark lust for her little boy had led to a whole new life. Literally, with the baby she nurtured within her.

"Mom! You coming to eat?"

Smiling to herself at the sound of Hiccup's voice, Valka rubbed her face against Cloudjumper's before leaving him with his breakfast to go and acquire her own. Eggs, bread and a few pieces of elk provided a hearty breakfast, and Hiccup even made up a sweet drink of warmed yak milk mixed with cocoa, a rarity only brought by Trader Johann now and then. Astrid ate slowly and quietly, periodically touching Hiccup sat next to her. The downside of this seating arrangement was that she couldn't touch Hiccup, but they could look at each other all they liked.

"This is wonderful Hiccup, who knew yak milk could be so sweet?"

"I can't take all the credit. Toothless made it by accident the first time" the dragon mewled with a smile, taking the piece of bread in Hiccup's outstretched hand happily "by knocking my hand when I was drinking warm milk. I was thirsty so I drank it anyway... thus, cocoa milk happened."

"Speaking of drinks" Astrid finally spoke up, only halfway through her eggs likely due to her delicate stomach "I noticed you were drinking Gothi's trademark baby sickness brew."

Hiccup's eyes widened, and while Valka knew Astrid had tried to bring it up on their wedding night, her son had managed to divert attention from it. Now they had no choice.

"I told you, and Gothi told me. Mom's pregnancy is a gift from the gods, because she gave up motherhood to protect the dragons before."

"It's true. At least... if you're asking who the father is, I haven't been..."

Protecting their secret was key, but Valka couldn't make herself lie when Hiccup was looking at her so earnestly. Astrid looked at her too, obvious suspicion but who was she to argue with both the village chief and the village elder?

"Huh. So your brother or sister is going to only be a few months older than your son or daughter?"

"Mhmm. That's assuming the gods decide we have a child soon."

"I hope they do."

Astrid smiled dreamily, then turned and offered Hiccup a loving kiss. It was difficult... how could she truly blame Astrid for wanting the love, the pure and precious connection of creating life with Hiccup? He was brave and strong, sweet and loving and a good man. Valka had been unable to resist falling in love with her son... Astrid was clearly just as powerless against him.

That didn't cure her jealousy when Hiccup was in bed with his wife, making love to her and holding her close in the way Valka wished he was doing to her. But then, Astrid might have been jealous of the heat she couldn't inspire in Hiccup, the way he moaned into her mouth as his hands sank into her hair while Astrid was out helping at the Dragon Academy. Not that Astrid knew any of that.

"Sweet Freya, I love your hair so much. As chief, I should outlaw you putting it up. But then I would never get anything done... and it probably wouldn't be very practical for flying."

Ever since Valka's pregnancy began to show, the growing curve that made her dresses tight around her middle, Hiccup had been near-frantic to have his hands on her at any available time. The baby would kick out now and then, somehow responding more to their fathers proximity and making Hiccup light up with excitement. It wasn't even always sexual now, sometimes Hiccup would kiss her to incoherency and then lay his head on her chest and place a hand over her stomach.

Three months after the wedding, Valka was starting to find flying more difficult as her stomach swelled. She could sit with her back against Cloudjumper's spike still, but standing with the new centre of gravity whilst soaring on such a large dragon was taxing, and she admitted for the babies safety that she would only fly outside of Berk if absolutely necessary. Cloudjumper graciously allowed a saddle to be fitted so they could go on relaxing flights together.

"You, little Viking, are not allowed to copy me. You stay in there until you're good and ready, alright?"

Knowing he had been premature in his arrival, and a frail little baby, Hiccup worried for their child and frequently told him or her to try and stay in the whole time. Valka hoped her body would cooperate - she wasn't so young anymore and it was a slightly more gruelling process than it had been when she carried Hiccup. But one smile, one kick or even one mention that they were having a child together always made Valka feel stronger. Their child would be amazing.

Astrid was growing frustrated, Hiccup knew, when after three months of 'trying', her monthly fertility symbol returned. Ironic really, since it showed she was in fact, not yet 'fertilised'.

"Hey, look at it this way. If I'm completely barren at least your new sibling can take over as chief."

Hiccup felt guilty then, pulling his wife into a hug and kissing her forehead. He couldn't tell her his real thoughts - it had taken Valka longer to fall pregnant, and they had been having a lot more sex than Hiccup and Astrid had.

"It's early days yet Astrid. We've got years yet."

She hummed, turning her face into his chest and running a finger over the necklace his mother had made him. Hiccup mastered the impulse to defend it - Astrid was allowed to touch him, but he was a little on edge when Valka was out flying with her big beautiful baby bump.

"I know. I just... I really want this to happen for us."

At least the tears from earlier when she discovered the small bleeding had come back were over. Hiccup tried to be soothing, rubbed her back and Astrid sighed contentedly before standing up again.

"I'm gonna go for a fly on Stormfly, relax a little."

"You gonna be back for dinner or shall I save you some?"

Astrid tipped her head, then looked out across the square through their window.

"Actually... I was thinking I might go see my mom and dad for dinner. Maybe get some soothing parental advice, if that doesn't make me sound pathetic."

Her voice trailed off to small and sad, but Hiccup couldn't judge as he remembered how much he loved to be held and swaddled in a cocoon with his mother.

"Actually I think that's a brilliant idea. You haven't seen much of them lately."

Astrid smiled, leaning down to kiss him and Hiccup couldn't help returning it, though his mind was greedily picturing the safe hours he could spend holding his mother close. Astrid whimpered slightly, pulling back with glazed eyes.

"Don't do that when it's this time of the month, it's so unfair."

Hiccup shrugged, smiling and following her outside to saddle their dragons up - he had to go check on food storage and the like, they were due a freeze soon. With the larger dragons helping fish, and the smaller helping to hunt wild boar and sheep and deer on the nearby wild islands, they very rarely had food troubles now but it would be churlish not to be sure.

By the time he got back and Astrid had flown off to relax, Valka was sitting lengthways in a chair in their home and smiled up at him, her small hands cupped around her swollen abdomen. She was practically glowing, lit up with joy as Hiccup knelt down next to her seat. He kissed her, reaching to join her hands on her stomach.

"Astrid's gone to fly, then have dinner with her parents. So it's just us for a couple of hours."

Hiccup found that while he still burned hot and hard for his mother, they could enjoy their alone time just as much with nothing but sharing company. They went to her room, laying on her bed together and kissing, touching and just looking at each other. Her tunic was looser now to allow for her increased size, and Hiccup loved that it lifted so easily to allow him to look at and touch her bump.

They were having a baby.

At first he had been terrified, but Hiccup found himself more enthralled by the utter magic of it all as time went on. This would be a child of their two dragon loving souls... it could scarcely be better. Hiccup accidentally fell asleep like that, woke to his mother saying Hiccup enjoyed talking to his future sibling, but was embarrassed to admit such a 'soft, caring want' to anybody else to a surprised Astrid.

"You coulda woke me. M'hungry."

At least Astrid seemed amused rather than suspicious about the not-quite-compromising position she found her husband and mother-in-law in. Hiccup felt whole worlds better for sleeping surrounded by his mothers soft scent and slow, deep breathing - Astrid noticed his more energetic behaviour that evening as he drew up some plans for upgrades to his flame sword.

"It's sweet. You being so excited about your future brother or sister."

Hiccup smiled, the correction words "my child" lingering on the back of his tongue.

"It was just me and dad for so long... and he was always busy missing mom and fighting dragons and being chief. I might be chief but no dragon fighting, no missing mom. I miss dad but still... I'm going to have time for family. How can I not be excited?"

"Like I said. Sweet. Will you rub my back again? It felt good earlier."

Practically jubilant, Hiccup nodded and sent Astrid ahead to their bed while he cleaned up from dinner and made sure dragons were fed and happy. She left with a smile, and Hiccup stole a few minutes to kiss his mother and reach up beneath her tunic for her stomach.

"You're ah- fond of doing that."

Valka gasped quietly against his neck, feeling Hiccups erection against her as they almost forgot themselves there on the kitchen table. A nudge to the leg from Toothless reminded Hiccup where they were, how easily they could be found. Smiling against her neck as he pressed a kiss there, Hiccup shifted his arms to a more innocent hugging position.

"Your hair is braided, I have to touch you somewhere."

She giggled in a surprisingly girlish manner, making Hiccup wish they were about to go to the same bed and continue their playful mood. Instead, he willed away his erection and returned to his waiting wife.

"What was the joke? I heard your mom laughing."

"Oh, just Toothless trying to lick me."

Hiccup just sincerely hoped Astrid hadn't heard anything else. Stripping to his shorts, Hiccup climbed into bed with Astrid and rubbed at her sore back. She hummed and arched like a cat to get him to dig his fingers into her tense muscles a little deeper, becoming a near-puddled pile of Viking on the bed.

"Mmm, that was nice. I'm gonna make you do that more" Astrid stopped to yawn "more often."

"Night Astrid."

"Night babe."

Luckily, or perhaps unluckily from a future perspective on sleep, Astrid missed her next two monthly bleeding occurrences and Gothi confirmed it - Astrid was pregnant. Hiccup found himself tentatively excited, if somewhat irrationally nervous - what if both babies looked just like him, just like each other?

-HTTYD-

Ok so I said no update til next week and as I had a surge of productivity, it turned out I was lying.

Now, I have an announcement to make. This will not be updated again until I've written the next three chapters, because I'm really concerned about flow and consistency and a few other factors. That could be three days away, it could be a week and a half but you'll get three chapters from me, promise.

As ever - my inbox is open for prompts, ranting, things you don't want to say publicly on review o even just to have a conversation about dragons.

And with that, I will leave you wondering!