Note: I am so sorry. I should have held off one more day before posting the last chapter. I had a whole scene planned for hicstrid and it got slashed because I was so tried near the end. It was a great injustice to them so now everyone will get a wonderful bonus chapter dedicated just to our favorite httyd couple, an elongated version of that way too short love scene.

BONUS CHAPTER!

He had loved her before he could even walk. He had loved her before she even took notice of him as anything but a walking disaster, and he would love her until the day he died. He knew all these things long before they began dating and didn't change as she stripped away her layers of clothing. But he was spellbound. He would be lying if he said he never dreamed of this moment that Dagur had been oh so kind to point out a week earlier. But dreams were nothing like reality. Astrid stood before him, bared and creamy skin, utterly perfect. Every battle scar was a mark of beauty, another part that made Astrid who she was. He could stop staring her. He felt his manhood stir, for the first time since the awful fay Viggo had captured them and…

He shook that memory away as his arousal momentarily deflated and fear filled him. Viggo was gone, Dagur had killed him, or at least had claimed to. There was always the chance…

"Hiccup, look at me," Astrid said soothingly as she straddled his lap. "It's alright, babe. I'm here. It's just me and you."

He took a shaky breath and let it out slowly. "I know…but what if they escaped? Viggo's done it before."

She cupped his face in both hands and kissed his brow then his nose. "Trust me, there's no escaping what Dagur did. They're both in Helheim or maybe worse."

He wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed his face against her chest. "I'm sorry. I know I'm being silly. I'm just scared. Viggo…" He shook his head again. Here he was sitting on his girlfriend's bed with said girlfriend sitting without a stitch of clothing on his lap and all he could think of was his fear of Viggo repeating what he had done. No, that wasn't it. There was that moment when Viggo had made a move on Astrid. He was going to rape her if Dagur hadn't intervened when he did. Dagur had done more than save him, he had saved her as well. "Remind me to thank Dagur again," he murmured against her skin.

"For what?" she asked, pretty sure he had thanked the Berserker enough already.

"For saving you," he answered, looking up into her beautiful eyes. "I nearly lost you to Viggo."

Surprise filled her for a moment before her eyes softened and she smiled sweetly at him. "I guess that's a good reason. But I'm here now and I'm not going anywhere."

"Your hut. You'd have to kick me out," he teased, mimicking her smile.

"Now there's my Hiccup."

Her lips met his in their first true kiss since their escape from the Hunters. It started slow and gentle but quickly became heated. Astrid continued to cup Hiccup's face, keeping it where she wanted as she moved from his lip to kiss his chin and throat the back up to his nose and forehead to his lips once more until he began tugging at his tunic and mumbling he needed to get it off. She tugged it up over his head and threw it aside, happy he wasn't wearing his usual jerkin. It that was the case she would have cut the ties, screw being patient. She had waited a long time for this moment. Once the tunic was gone she pushed him back on her bed so that he was laying flat then resumed kissing his face, neck and shoulders. He groaned softly, one hand caressing her arm nearest to him while the other gently pulled the tie from the end of her braid then combed the braid out so that her blond locks cascaded over his chest and stomach.

"I like your hair down," he explained, twining a lock through his fingers. "Makes you look more at ease, less soldier."

She nipped one of his pebbling nipples. "I am a soldier."

"You're also incredibly beautiful," he whispered before arching as she nipped a little harder.

"Does that hurt?" Astrid asked, surprised by the reaction. She remembered him doing the same when Ryker pinched his nipples…not that she wanted to think of Ryker but she needed to know if it hurt or not and if she should stop. She liked touching her own nipples when masturbating but men might be different.

"No," Hiccup choked, blinking rapidly. "It kind of feels good, surprising but good…like some string goes from there to my cock. I think I may have cum a bit."

Her eyes widened in surprise as she gaze down his body. Yep, there was an impressively large tent in his trousers. "May I?" she asked, gently running her finger tips over it.

She was ready for him to say no. He was still recovering and had been hurt pretty bad down there. There was still bruising, he had told her that morning when she went to check up on him. He was still extremely tender.

He bit his lower lip, unsure but also in desperate need. "I…" he began, words suddenly failing him. She looked up, her gaze searching his, waiting for him decide how far they should go. After a moment he nodded.

A small moan escaped him as she undid the ties to his trousers and then ever so slowly pulled them done and off his legs, taking long enough to remove his prosthetic and put it next to the bed in case he needed it. Her breath stuttered as she took the first real look at his manhood. When they were captured by Viggo she had pretty much ignored it, her focus more on his wellbeing than his genitals. That had been a prominent display for all to see but she hadn't cared about his thickness or length or any of that nonsense but now she had a private showing and it was just as wondrous as she imagined. He wasn't huge or hung like a dragon like many men boasted they were. He was a good size in her opinion. Maybe seven inches hard with a nice thick width and tapered head. The tip glistened with precum and looked inviting, but it still bruised, a pale yellow-green staining it from base to tip and right along Hiccup's pelvis where Viggo had taken a sick pleasure in crushing the organ.

"Oh Hiccup," she breathed, losing some of her enthusiasm.

He didn't need her to tell him how bad it was, he knew without looking down. "It's alright," he conceded, knowing they weren't going any further just by the tone in her voice. "We don't have…"

A lone finger pressed against his lips as she straddled him once more. "Do you think you can thank it?" she asked, giving him one last chance to back out. She stared into his eyes, silently letting him know she'd go only as far as he wanted.

"What if I hurt you? I'll be taking your virginity and…I hurt Ruffnut." His eyes widened. "What if you get pregnant? We got lucky with Ruff but…"

"If it happens it happens," she assured, running her thumb up and down his cheek reassuringly. "I love you, Hiccup Haddock, and I want to give this to you if you're willing to accept it."

He stared at her a moment longer before smiling. "I love you, too, Astrid Hofferson." He pulled her down for another kiss before wincing when her thigh pressed a kittle too much against his still tender cock. "But…please be gentle?"

She chuckled as she sat up. "My fearless dragon trainer," she teased. She braced himself over his length. Then, taking his cock in one hand, careful of the bruising, she guided it to her entrance and pressed down.

Hiccup cried out at the sudden heat as it enveloped his cock. His hands went to her hips, grasping them tightly as he bucked upwards, going deeper and pushing past the thin barrier of flesh that protected Astrid's virginity. She gave a cry above him and nearly collapsed in his arms, not truly prepared for the sudden pain. Hiccup held her close and messaged her back.

"I'm sorry…I'm sorry, I didn't think. Are you okay?" he asked hurriedly, ready to pull out if he hurt her. He didn't want to, she felt nice and warm, her inside rippling and hugging his length. If anything he wanted to thrust up again. His cock stung but in a strange mix of painful and pleasant way. He didn't want to let her go.

She gave a shaky laugh. "I should be asking you that," she said, slowly sitting back up.

He gave a low hiss when her weight shifted onto his healing testicles. "If you can handle it so can I," he challenged, bringing a grin to her lips. He bucked up into her heat.

She winced. "I thought you didn't like challenges," she taunted, rolling her hips.

His eyes rolled into the back of his head at the new sensation. "Oh gods."

"Like that, huh?" She did it again and added a little bounce at the end making him keen in need. He only lasted a few minutes in that position before suddenly rolling them over so that she was under him. "Hiccup!" she squeaked as he topped her, but she had no complaints when he started thrusting into her core.

He entwined his hands with hers and held them on either side of her head as his hip piston forward, his hard length filling her, pushing deep and claiming her as his. "M'lady," he panted, kissing the side of her mouth. "Gods…I never thought it would feel this good."

She wrapped her legs around his hips and met him thrust for thrust. Her insides twisted as she felt her orgasm rapidly approach. Throwing her head back she panted. She was close, so close now. "Hiccup!" she cried, her inner muscles tightening almost painfully around the hard shaft inside her.

He grasped her ass, his fingers hard and unrelenting as he adjusted her beneath him just a little then rammed into her one last time. She screamed under him as her world exploded all around her. Heather said she would see stars when she orgasmed with a man deep inside her but had thought it an exaggeration. She never thought it would be real and that her world would light up in such a way. She writhed under Hiccup as a second orgasm took her when Hiccup moved to pull out. She clung to him tighter, willing him to stay in place as she rode her orgasms on his length.

"Astrid…I need to cum," he warned. He gently untangled himself from her limbs and pulled out. Looking into her lust filled gaze he tried to explain how he didn't want her with child…not yet. Instead, he took his length in his hand and began jerking offing while kneeling above her. Her hand wrapped around his and together they finished him off. His seed covered her belly but neither one cared.

He slumped on the bed next to her, happy and exhausted and at awe of what they had just done. It was like a dream come true and his smile grew as Astrid climbed back on top of him and stretched out.

"Marry me," she suddenly said, catching him off guard as sleep tugged at his mind.

He was wide awake in an instant. "Wha…are you serious?"

She gave him a frown. "Yes…will you marry me?"

"This isn't exactly how I planned it," he answered perplexed.

"Would you like me to pick a bouquet of flowers and ask again in the morning?" she asked, feeling a little put out. She should have waited.

His eyes widened. "No…no…I mean, yes. I'll marry you, of course I'll marry you. I just meant…"

She gave a laugh and kissed him. "Shut up, Haddock," she ordered between kisses. "Marry me." Became her new mantra as she took his hardening length into her once more. With every role of her hips she asked again and each time he would answer "yes" while thrusting into her. A date was not set but it was official when Hiccup admitted he had been planning to ask her the very same thing and offered her a woven necklace he had made for such an occasion.

They celebrated late into the night and answered their engagement early the next more. With the Hunters no longer a threat they had a lot to celebrate.

Note: I hope this makes up for the lame love scene of the previous chapter. I'm back on hiatus for a while to work on my next novel and prepare for some more upcoming projects. You can check me out on tumblr where I hope to post some pics and info on my novels and dragon creations.