Astrid lay in bed, wide awake. She had tossed and turned for the last couple of hours as she worried about how her worst fears had been realized. In addition to her father disapproving of Hiccup and forbidding her from seeing him, he had now taken steps to see her married to someone else. The fact that he had chosen Snoutlout only adds insult to injury, though really, anyone her father chose that wasn't Hiccup would have angered and upset her.
She'd never go through with it, of course.
Hiccup had said they would run away if they had to…well, it looked like they had to.
That should be enough for her, but still she can't sleep. It's one thing to say they would run away, but it was a different matter entirely to actually follow through with it. They would have to cut all ties from the people they knew and loved, to leave forever the place they had always called home.
She doesn't care, in the end. If that's what it takes to be with him, then that's what she'll do.
But she can't help feeling a little terrified.
Suddenly she wonders if he would really go through with it. If she feels this scared about running off, now that it was a certainty, what will he feel?
Will he actually do it?
Astrid sits up in her bed and sighs. There is no chance of getting to sleep, she's such a bundle of raw nerves. Suddenly she comes to a realization. The only thing that will make her feel better is to see Hiccup again. She needs to tell him what's happened. She needs to make sure that he meant everything he said, that they would run away together.
She needs to know that he won't leave her.
The girl gets out of bed, sheds her nightgown and pulls on a fresh tunic. Hastily she pulls her leggings and skirt on, then slips on her boots. She puts on her hairband, but doesn't bother doing anything else with her long hair, which flows freely down her back since she brushed out her braid out in her nightly ritual before going to bed. Moving to the window, she pauses and listens intently.
On the other side of the one-room house, she can hear her parents' steady breathing as they sleep behind the heavy drapes that section off their bed from the rest of the cramped house.
Nodding to herself, Astrid turns to the small window and opens up the shudders. One of the hinges squeaks noisily, causing her to flinching. She freezes, listening intently for her parents.
After a few moments, without any sound from within the house, she breathes a silent sigh of relief, then opens the shudders the rest of the way and lifts herself out through the window. As soon as her feet hit the ground on the other side, she closes the shudders again, wincing as the one hinge again squeaks. She hesitates once more, listening for a sound from the inside.
After the space of several breaths, Astrid relaxes and turns on her heel, dashing from her house as quietly as she can manage. She runs through the streets, keeping to the shadows while making her way to the hill upon which Stoic's mansion sits. As she gets near, she takes the long way around, so that she can stick to the trees and approach the house from the back.
Upon reaching the imposing structure, she suddenly realizes the flaw in her plan. She's never been in the chief's home and has no idea where Hiccup sleeps. The girl hesitates, seriously considering turning back, but the gnawing anxiety in her gut urges her onward, even as the risk of discovery weighs more heavily upon her.
She has to see Hiccup, to tell him what her father has done.
She needs to know that he meant what he said, that he'd run away with her.
She can't lose him. Not now, after everything they've shared.
The girl dashes over to the house, sprinting and making barely a sound. When she reaches the large building, she looks around. The large structure looms above her, leaving her feel small and intimidated. Clenching her teeth, she searches for a window.
After a minute or two of searching, she's almost ready to give up when suddenly the glint of metal in the moonlight up high on the roof catches her eye. Squinting to try and make it out, she realizes that it's the hinges for a pair of shudders.
Astrid looks around and realizes the decorative wood carvings on the corners of the house are ideal for climbing. Without a moment's hesitation, she scurries up the vertical column, easily making her way to what must be the second story. The roof curves in as she climbs upwards, sloping to the point where she can walk across it, if not with some difficulty.
Slowly she creeps across the curved roof of the mansion, making her way to the shudders. With each careful step she hesitantly shifts her weight from one foot to the other, fearing the timbers beneath her might creak to give her away. Somehow, miraculously, she reaches the window without causing a sound. Her gut churns nervously as she suddenly realizes how foolish this is. For all she knows, Stoic is asleep on the other side of these shudders.
He may even be awake behind them.
Once more, she hesitates, thinking of just sliding down the roof and running home. Then she thinks of laying back down in her bed, alone, without having seen or spoken to Hiccup, without finding out for certain that he wasn't going to abandon her to the wedding that her father planned to force her into.
Steeling herself, she places her fingers between the shudders and slowly starts to lift the one.
A small yet very audible creak accompanies her action, causing her to freeze as she winces, her heart jumping into her throat. Grimacing, she waits, listening for any sound from inside. All she can hear is the wind gently rustling the leaves of the trees near the house and the hammering of her heart in her chest.
Bracing herself again, she finishes opening the one shudder. Moonlight spills in through the window, giving Astrid her first glimpse inside.
With the curve of the roof, the window is on the lower part of the arched ceiling of the small, second story room. A closed door is on the wall opposite to the window that she looks down through. Against the wall to her left is a table, which sits in the bulk of the moonlight. The surface is cluttered with papers that are covered with strange drawings and various notes, along with a couple of books and charcoal pencils.
Astrid smiles at the sight, her heart skipping in excitement as she realizes this must be Hiccup's room.
Opposite the table is a bed, mostly hidden in the shadows. Though it is shrouded in darkness, the girl can see that someone lays in it, curled up under its covers. Astrid leans in slightly, peering intently at the bed as she tries to see exactly who is there, though she has little doubt at this point. Holding her breath for a moment, she waits to let her vision adjust to the shadows while staring at the bed.
The sleeping figure moves, allowing her to see how small the person is. Her smile blooms as she sees the familiar mop of brown hair. Sighing a breath of relief and thinking a quick prayer of thanks to Freya, Astrid opens the other shudder. The window is just wide enough for her to squeeze through. Gripping the frame, she lowers herself into the room, careful not to make a sound as she drops the last half a foot to the floor.
Astrid takes the few steps needed to reach the bed, entering into the shadows. Her lips bloom into a sweet smile as her eyes adjust and she starts to see Hiccup more clearly. In the dim light, she can just make out the features of his face. The lad's expression is tranquil and relaxed. His body moves ever so slightly with his slow and soft breathing as he rests in a deep sleep.
The girl hesitates, feeling guilty for waking him with bad news when he looks so peaceful, but she's come too far to turn back now. Kneeling down by his bed, Astrid leans in close, taking a moment to just listen to him breathe. Staring at him, she brushes his hair from his face. She savors the moment while considering how to wake him quietly, her brow furrowing in thought.
A pleased smile crosses her lips as she quickly makes her decision. With the tips of her fingers, she strokes his cheek tenderly and leans in to press her lips to his, kissing him sweetly.
At first, the boy doesn't move. Then, each breath becomes deeper as she rubs her lips tenderly against his. Soon she's rewarded with a soft, tender moan as she continues to kiss him. Daringly the girl slides her tongue over his lips, pleased beyond reason when he opens up for her. She immediately deepens the kiss, exploring as he stirs, his lips finally starting to respond. Her hand strokes his cheek firmly now as she kisses him deeply, and she sucks in her breath as she feels him greet her tongue with his own. The boy kisses back now, though his movements are sluggish and slow.
Astrid feels his hand covering hers upon his cheek as they kiss, the boy's movements becoming more responsive with each passing moment. Hiccup's hand squeezes hers, then slides up to stroke her hair, his fingers entwining into her freely flowing tresses, wrapping around to hold the back of her head and press her to him. He kisses her intently and the girl moans softly against his lips. She feels like jelly inside, sighing happily against his lips, savoring the sweet kiss for a while until finally, reluctantly, the girl finally pulls back just enough to look into his eyes. Hiccup smiles dreamily at her as he sighs happily, his hand moving to caress her neck and cheek.
"Hi, Astrid," he says with a happy, but very sleepy, sluggish voice, his half open eyes not quite focusing right.
"Hi, Hiccup," she answers with a wide smile, stroking his cheek tenderly as her heart sings at being with him again. She can't help but yearn for being able to wake him up like this every morning.
As she watches, the boy's eyes start to open more completely as he finishes waking up. A look of alarm comes over his face as he becomes completely aware of his surroundings, his eyes growing wide at the sight of her.
"Astrid?!" he asks in a panic, struggling to keep his voice down. "Wh-What're you doing here?!"
The girl winces apologetically. "I had to see you," she whispers, her voice more needy than she would have liked. "We need to talk," she adds urgently.
Hiccup's brows knit together in concern at her words and he props himself up on his elbow to bring his eyes level with hers. "What's wrong?!" he asks fearfully, his heart pounding in anticipation of more bad news.
Swallowing with difficulty, Astrid forces herself to spit it out. "My father wants Vali Jorgenson to offer a contract for me to marry Snoutlout." The girl braces herself for his reaction.
Hiccup blinks a couple of times, "Oh…is that all?" he asks.
Astrid's jaw drops in shock. "What do you mean is that all?!" she asks far more loudly than she should. Hiccup shushes her, glancing over at the door in a panic. The girl blushes a bright red even as her gut twists in confusion and anger at his cavalier reaction to her earth-shattering news.
The two sit in silence as they wait, listening intently. The girl switches back and forth between watching the door in fear and glaring angrily at Hiccup. The moments slip by as the teens hear nothing but silence. Both breathe a sigh of relief, neither having realized they were holding their breath.
Hiccup turns back to his girlfriend, explaining in a hushed whisper, "Astrid, I already knew about that. I was afraid something else had gone wrong." She blinks a few times as she watches him silently, absorbing his explanation.
"Oh," the girl answers sheepishly, blushing a little as she settles down at his reason. "How did you find out?" she asks as quietly as he had.
"My father told me," he answers simply, choosing not to elaborate.
Astrid remembers their talk from before and asks, "Did you tell Stoic we want to get married? Can he stop this?"
Her heart sinks as the look on his face tells her the answer. "I asked," her boyfriend explains as he looks down from her to the bed, "but he said he couldn't tell Vali not to pursue it." Astrid swallows anxiously, a new wave of fear washing over her.
"Hiccup, what're we going to do?" she asks in a hushed, frantic whisper, careful not to raise her voice too much again, in spite of the renewed panic she now feels. He looks at her when she speaks, but then hesitates, not sure what to say.
Astrid's insides twists into a tight knot as she feels her fear overwhelm her. Her gaze falls to his feather matress, focusing on Hiccup's hand that rests between them. Reaching forward, she covers his hand with hers. She hesitates, then says with a shaking voice, "You…you'd said you would run away with me…if…if we had to…" Her gaze flicks anxiously up to him again, her whole body trembling now as she faces the moment of truth.
Hiccup looks into her eyes as she stares at him helplessly, her fear plain as day when he looks upon her face. He smiles sweetly at her, amazed to see her so vulnerable. Turning his hand to hold hers, he wraps his other arm about her shoulders to pull her to him.
"Of course I will," he whispers as he presses his lips to the top of her head. "I love you, and I made you a promise." Astrid breathes a ragged sigh of relief as she hears his words and feels him embrace her, pressing her head against his chest. She squeezes his hand and closes her eyes, listening to the sound of his heart beating through the heavy cotton nightshirt he wears. The girl allows herself to linger there in his embrace, content to simply be close to him, to bask in the satisfaction that he was not going to abandon her, that he loved her no matter what.
Astrid lifts herself up to sit on the bed next to him and he follows suit, sitting up fully as she looks into his eyes intently. He smiles faintly at the sight of her beautiful face, half shrouded in shadows from the pale moonlight. The sight reminds him of how she looked that night in Toothless' cove, after their first flight together when she gave him that first, innocent kiss on the cheek. Only now, with her hair tumbling freely down her back, she's all the more beautiful. He smiles at the memory of that night she fell in love with him. Reaching up, he caresses her cheek tenderly as he stares at her.
The girl leans into his touch, closing her eyes. She then looks at him and moves forward to press her body against his, kissing him passionately. Hiccup greets her with eager lips, his tongue meeting hers as she forces her way in. They embrace tightly, taking comfort in each other's arms, lingering in the kiss for some time.
Finally, Astrid pulls back to look at him. "When should we leave?" she asks quietly. "Tomorrow?"
Hiccup swallows heavily, the reality of it setting in. He would not hesitate to run away with her if it came to that. But still, what his father had said to him at the end of the evening weighs upon his mind.
"I don't think we should leave just yet," he whispers cautiously, watching Astrid intently. She frowns, again looking nervous.
"Hiccup, if your father won't help us…" she says plaintivly, her face painted with worry.
"Actually…I think he will," Hiccup answers, the girl furrowing her brow at his answer.
"What do you mean?" she asks. "You said…"
"I know, I know," Hiccup tells her. She watches him intently as he goes on, "He said he couldn't tell your father and Vali not to sign a contract if they wanted to, but…" he hesitates, looking down as he tries to explain it. He wasn't sure he really understood it himself, yet.
"But what?" Astrid asks anxiously.
"He said…he said that he knew what I wanted, what would make me happy…and he asked me to trust him." Listening to his words, Astrid's heart starts to pound excitedly in her chest.
"So he's going to help us?" she asks breathlessly, almost speaking too loudly.
Looking back at her with an uncertain gaze, Hiccup answers, "I think so?"
She furrows her brow at his lack of conviction. "How?" she asks, a little apprehnsive.
"I don't know," he admits, his brow furrowed as he thinks about the difficult and confusing evening. "But Vali was there tonight, and he and Stoic were…" he hesitates.
"What? They were what?" she asks, confused at the mention of Vali being there.
Grimacing, Hiccup says, "Dad was telling Vali to negotate your father down on the bride price, and to ask for an increase of the dowry."
Astrid looks at him like he's got two heads as she absorbs his answer. Hiccup cringes as he watches, expecting her to take his head off. As such, he's quite surprised when she starts to smile.
"That might actually work," she says in a hushed whisper.
"What?" He answers quietly, furrowing his brow in confusion.
The girl's lips start to twist into a smirk. "My father's always boasted about what a great price I'll fetch when he finally marries me off," she explains. "We've never had much money, so he's been looking forward to my marriage as a way to improve his fortunes," she says as he thinks the matter through. "If Vali tries to negotiate him down…" she smiles slightly, then pauses.
"Wait," she says, starting to frown. "How would he justify offering a lower price?" she asks, looking at Hiccup with a confused expression. Her mood quickly changes to anger as she waits and sees him squirm uncomfortably beneath her gaze while he fails to answer.
"Hiccup, what did you tell them?" she hisses in a hostile whisper, glaring at him.
"I didn't tell them anything," he says, pleading. "They figured it out for themselves…"
The girls eyes narrow, "They figured what out for themselves?" she asks dangerously.
Clearing his throat Hiccup hesitates before admitting, "they figured out that you and I…did…stuff…"
"Hiccup!" she cries, entirely too loudly, causing the boy to glance at the door in a panic as he hushes her again. "I can't believe you!" she whispers harshly at him, punching him in the shoulder as her anger roils inside of her.
"Astrid, please," he pleads anxiously while rubbing where she hit him, "I didn't say anything to tip them off, my father was sniffing around for it," he says as she fumes at him. "He asked me if we…had sex, and I denied that, but then he asked me if we did anything else."
"And you couldn't have lied to him?" she asks hysterically in a sharp whisper, struggling to keep her voice down. She feels a twinge of guilt inside as she realizes her own hypocracy, but decides to ignore that for now.
"He's my father, Astrid," Hiccup says flatly. "I've never lied to him."
Astrid narrows her eyes at him. "What about Toothless?" she asks pointedly.
Hiccup frowns, answering indignantly, "I didn't lie to my father about him." Astrid lifts an eyebrow, "I just…didn't tell him what I was doing," he further justifies. "But I never told him an outright lie…!"
"So why didn't you just omit what we did?" she asks harshly.
Hiccup sighs. "Astrid, he asked me directly. I didn't have a choice…!"
The girl huffs, crossing her arms as her cheeks flush with embarassment at the thought of Stoic having this conversation with Hiccup about what she did with him. It was even worse that Vali had been there. She scowls at the boy sitting next to her as he shifts uncomfortably under her gaze.
"Look, it's a good thing I admitted it, right?" he asks in a pleading voice, feeling all the more nervous as she lifts an eyebrow at him. "You just said that if they can beat him down enough on the price, then your father might change his mind…?"
Astrid frowns, even more annoyed at his very logical point. That was right, and it was what she said. But she's still pissed at Hiccup for sharing any information about their very new love life with anyone.
Especially his father.
How would she ever look Stoic in the eye again?
Not quite through being annoyed, she asks him bitterly, "So he thinks Vali can bargain for a lower price because you defiled my purity?" Her voice drips with sarcasm at the last few words.
Swallowing nervously, Hiccup nods slowly. "That's pretty much it," he answers, looking at her with a degree of fear.
Her breathing levels as she starts to settle down, thinking the matter through. "And you said that you made it clear to your Dad that we didn't go all the way, that we were only fooling around?" she asks.
Hiccup furrows his brow, nodding slowly again. "Uhh, yeeaah…" he says as he watches her with growing apprehension.
Astrid starts to smirk devilishly at his words, enjoying the sight of his fearful reaction at her change in demeanor.
"Uuhmm…what're you thinking, Astrid?" Hiccup asks anxiously.
She grins all the more wickedly at his reaction. Leaning in closer to him, she brings her face so close to his that he leans back apprehensively. He looks into her eyes nervously as she says nothing. Then she whispers to him in a scandalous voice, "Why, Hiccup…if Vali can ask for a lower price just because we fooled around, just imagine what would happen if we went ahead and had sex…" she thrills inside as Hiccup's eyes go wide at her words. "Vali might just refuse to even offer a contract…"
The boy stares at her as she makes her rather indecent proposal, his body suddenly awash with both waves of nervousness and excitement as she scoots her bottom closer to him on the bed while staring deeply into his eyes. He swallows heavily as her hand drifts over to his crotch, touching him briefly and pausing as she feels the stiffness of his erection push back against her probing fingers.
"Well, I see you like that idea," she says with a grin as she wraps her fingers around his length, squeezing him through his nightshirt. Hiccup groans huskily as she slowly plays with him, shutting his eyes as she leans in to press her lips against his. She kisses him passionately while she gently rubs his length through his nightshirt. The lad whimpers against her, kissing back as her touch overwhelms him.
Breaking the kiss, she stands and grabs her skirt and leggings at the waist, getting ready to strip her lower half naked.
"Waitasecond!" Hiccup whispers sharply as he grabs one of her wrists firmly, staring up at her intently. "You want to have sex with me?"
She chuckles, answering with a smirk, "Hiccup, I though I'd already made that plenty clear, back on the island…"
Exasperated, Hiccup shakes his head. "No, I mean… you want to, like, right now?" he asks incredulously
Astrid lifts an eyebrow as she pauses. "You'd rather wait to see if my father will accept the deal Vali's going to offer him?"
The boy hesitates. "Well…Dad seemed happy with how things are right now," he argues.
The girl shrugs, "I don't want to leave anything to chance," she says plainly as she starts to slide her pants and skirt down.
"Astrid!" Hiccup barks in a firm whisper as she bares a couple of inches of flesh to him, stopping just above where Hiccup remembers her patch of hair starting. He can't help but stare at her ivory skin that just happens to be level with his eyes. She stops, huffing in frustration and glaring at him while he forces himself to look into her eyes and says, "My father is asleep down the hall! I don't think now is the time…"
The girl hesitates, then shrugs, "then we'll just have to be quiet."
Hiccup chortles at her answer, looking her in the eyes. "Seriously?" he asks her. "You? Be quiet?"
Astrid frowns, unhappy with his insinuation. "I can be plenty quiet," she says defensively.
Her boyfriend grins at her, causing her to deepen her scowl. "Astrid, uhm…I'm not sure how to tell you this, but…you're…a screamer," he says.
"What?" she asks as a blush rises on her cheeks at his words.
"A screamer," he tells her. "When I made you…cum…before? You screamed." She frowns slightly. "Really loudly," he continues as her frown deepens. "Both times," he adds, smirking a little as she squirms uncomfortably. "A lot," he finally says.
Astrid blushes brightly at his accusation, feeling very chagrined. "I did not," she says in a weak attempt to deny his words.
Hiccup chuckles, his grin deepening. "Oooh, yes you did," he replies smugly. Astrid hesitates, trying to glare at him, but finds herself unable to as he looks at her with that gloating expression. She feels like smacking the grin off his face, but instead she pulls her leggings and skirt back up, then sits on the bed in a huff. Crossing her arms, she looks down, deeply chagrined.
Hiccup smirks all the more, leaning in to whisper, "Did I mention that I loved every second of it…?" She glances at him, her frown fading at this, though her cheeks are still a bright red, perhaps even more so now. He leans in closer, putting his lips to her ear, "and I can't wait to do it to you again," he whispers all the more softly, sending a shiver down her spine as he kisses her ear wetly.
In spite of her embarassment, Astrid thrills inside. How did he suddenly get so sexy? Especially now, when he was denying her all the naughty things he could do to her…
Growling in frustration, Astrid's hand darts to Hiccup's leg to find the bottom of his nightshirt. The boy gasps in surprise as he feels her fingers upon his bare flesh, sucking in his breath as she quickly glides her touch up his bare thigh until she finds his penis, eagerly waiting for her in a stiff salute.
She pulls back just enough to look into his eyes as she wraps her fingers tightly around his shaft, smirking at him with a smug, wicked expression as she watches his face contort with pleasure. Her hand starts to slowly move up and down his length, her smile growing all the more devilish as she watches his face react. He moans huskily, his breath coming more heavily now.
"Astrid, we shouldn't…" he tries to protest as she pleasures him, his words drawing a throaty chuckle from the girl as she continues to stroke him.
"Who said I was going to let you do anything to me?" she asks with a sinful look in her eyes. Hiccup's eyes widen until she squeezes him tightly, causing him to close his eyes with a gasp of pleasure. With a silky, seductive voice, she explains, "I might be the screamer in this relationship, but I bet you can be quiet when you have to…"
Hiccup whimpers as she continues to stroke him. "Yeah, but…I'll…make a mess…again," he protests, feeling like he's running out of options to ward her off. In truth, he doesn't want her to stop, but he's terrified of getting caught.
She grins at him from ear to ear, "hmm, good point," she answers, her hand pausing, to his relief. Waiting a couple of moments to let him relax, she squeezes him tightly again, leaning in to whisper in his ear, "but I've had a thought about how to…contain…your mess…" Pulling back she looks into his gaze, smirking as he stares at her with wide eyes.
Astrid releases him, but then quickly pulls his nightshirt up above his waist. He opens his mouth to protest but she moves too fast, moving down the bed and leaning down to quickly wrap her lips around the head of his hard shaft.
Hiccup gasps loudly as he feels her warm, moist mouth envelop his tip. Grasping her head with his one hand, he supports himself with his other arm. The girl lingers there, sucking on him firmly, drawing a throaty moan from her boyfriend as he entwines his fingers in her hair. Astrid's heart pounds in her chest at the reality of what she's doing to him. She can't believe she just put him in her mouth.
Still, she loves how it feels and tastes, and she's happy beyond measure to know how much pleasure she's bringing to this boy that she loves.
Hiccup's head spins as Astrid sucks on his tip, his whole body feeling hot and excited. The warm wetness that envelops him is overwhelming, and when she starts to rub him with her tongue, he whimpers a little more loudly than he should.
Sucking on him firmly, the girl pulls her mouth off of him with a pop. She grasps his length in her hand again, slowly stroking him as she looks up at him, chiding him firmly in a hushed whisper, "Be quiet, Hiccup…" The boy wordlessly nods, his hand upon her head gently coaxing her back down again. She smiles at him from ear to ear, pleased beyond measure at his newfound enthusiasm for this as she moves down with the push of his hand, wrapping her lips around his stiffness again.
As she starts to suck on him, Hiccup falls back onto the mattress, unable to support himself anymore. He tries to hold in his moans of passion as her tongue again flicks over his head within her mouth, the sensation driving him insane. His heart pounds in his chest as he feels the strong need for more, his hand that's wrapped up in her hair tugs gently, trying to encourage her to move.
Astrid chuckles as she feels the pull of his hand, resisting for a moment before yielding to his silent plea, sliding her mouth down his length. Hiccup sucks in his breath as she takes more of him in, her tongue flicking over his underside as she then slides back up and down again, starting to fall into a more steady rhythm.
The boy breathes heavily as she bobs up and down on his length, his whole body starting to tense as he feels his peak quickly coming. In the back of his mind, he has no doubt he would have erupted instantly if she did this earlier. But with the two times she already made him come today, he has some endurance, though the deliciously warm and wet feel of her lips and tongue around his shaft brings him quickly to the precipice.
Hiccup's hips start to move with her as his breathing comes in heavy gulps, his hand gripping her head as she moves her lips and tongue over the top half of his length. She finds it difficult to take more of him in and quickly decides they'll need to practice this so she can rectify that.
Astrid swirls her tongue over his underside as she bobs up and down on his length, sucking hard as she slides her one hand up his torso, caressing him. With her other hand she grips the base of his shaft, moving her hand over his length along with her lips, sometimes playing with his balls. Hiccup feels the tide coming as he starts to breathe in heavy gulps, his heart hammering in his chest. The girl moans as she slides his erection in and out of her mouth, the vibrations caressing his tender flesh as the silky wetness strokes against him.
Stifling a gasp, Hiccup tenses up as his penis starts to convulse in her mouth, his hand tightening in her hair as he suddenly sprays hot gobs of fluid inside her. Astrid gasps in shock at the force of it, struggling to take it in and quickly becoming overwhelmed at the surge, which seems worse than the first time when she saw it. Choking on the thick, sticky fluid, she pulls off of him, only for the torrent to now spray heavily on her face. She quickly shuts her eyes as gobs of the hot and sticky fluid cover her, hitting her lips, her cheeks, her eyes and getting a little in her bangs.
In spite of the mess, she grips his stiffness with her hand and pumps after she pulls off, intent on not ruining the moment for him. She hears him gasp heavily as his orgasm overwhelms him, grinning in spite of herself as she hears the suppressed moans from the boy as he struggles to be quiet.
She feels his penis stop convulsing in her hand as the spray slowly stops. She slows her strokes accordingly, though she still grips him firmly. His heavy breathing keeps a smile on her face as she cracks one eye, trying to see him through the mess she wears. As she watches, the exhausted boy lifts his head and opens his eyes to look at her.
He gasps when he sees the gobs of his white fluid covering her face, blushing profusely and huriedly sits up while whispering in a panicked voice,"Oh Gods! Astrid, I'm sorry, I'm sorry…!"
Scowling in frustration, she covers his mouth with her unoccupied hand, while squeezing his softening shaft with her other, instantly silencing him.
"Shut up, Hiccup," she says with a sigh. Sitting up next to him, she reaches down to the small belt pouch she wears and pulls out a small white cloth, which she uses to start cleaning up her face. "I came prepared this time," she says with a grin, looking at him with her one eye that she can partly open.
Sitting up with her, Hiccup takes the fabric from her hand and proceeds to start cleaning her face with soft, careful strokes. The girl smiles and sighs happily as he tends to her, and she's surprised when she finds herself blushing at his gentle touch. He looks at her with a deeply concerned face, blushing profusely as he slowly and hesitantly cleans up the mess he made. She watches him intently as he does, smiling from ear to ear at him. The boy can't meet her gaze, his attention focused on what he's doing, though he steals glances into her eyes once or twice.
"Astrid, I am so sorry," he whispers again as he wipes up the last of it, causing her grab his wrist firmly as she stares into his eyes.
"Would you shut up?" she asks forcefully, still careful to keep her voice down. "I loved doing that to you," she says with a smile. "I can't wait to do it again…"
Hiccup blushes all the more at her words, whispering nervously, "Yeah, but, I…made a mess all over you…"
She grins sheepishly, blushing profusely as she looks down. "Who…who said I didn't…enjoy that?" she asks, unable to look at him at first. She flicks an embarrased glance up at him to see his wide eyed reaction, but then she quickly looks down.
Hiccup chuckles, lifting her chin with his fingers to force her to look in his eyes. "So you liked it when I made a mess on your face?" he asks in a husky whisper, annoying her with his newfound confidence.
She should never have admitted it to him, but she couldn't let him go on berating himself over it.
"Maybe," she says, irritated with how red her cheeks must be. "But you owe me big for this one," she says, suddenly regaining her pride. She gets even more annoyed when his smile lilts into a smirk as he sees right through her. In a sharp whisper, she says, "Tomorrow night, when we meet at Toothless' cove? You're going to make me scream again…!"
Hiccup laughs softly, nodding at her words as he wraps his arms about her. She resists at first, but then leans into his embrace, holding him as she rests her head upon his shoulder.
"I will gladly do that to you," he whispers into her ear as he kisses her cheek tenderly. She sighs happily, lifting her head to meet his lips with hers, kissing him passionately. The two young lovers linger for a while in their contentment, holdling each other tightly as they kiss intimately.
A soft knock at the door causes them to pull apart and look at the still closed portal in a fit of panic.
"Son?" they hear Stoic's voice outside. "Are you awake?"