Hello everyone! By the end of today, I'm officially on break, so I'll try to update every tuesday! Here's chapter 10 of Depth!
I don't own HTTYD.
Hiccup woke up with a start. It was cold, and he found out why very fast. Both he and Astrid were naked, lying in the grass were they had fallen in lustful embrace hours earlier. Night was falling fast, and they were a good distance from the village.
"Astrid! Astrid, wake up!" Hiccup said as he shook the beauty next to him.
"Umm...not now, a bit longer OK?" She mumbled half asleep.
"No Astrid, really. We have to get back before it gets too dark. Lets go." He said, and quickly got up to find his clothes. Astrid rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and did the same, taking a little while to find her leggings.
Hiccup watched her walk around in the dim light in the nude and for some reason, thought about how she would look in a house at night, getting our of their bed for any given reason. The idea appealed to him much, much more than he could have possibly thought.
"Astrid, I know if feels like we've been discussing this a lot, but...do you want to get married? Like, legitimately, with a ceremony and everything?" Hiccup asked, his breath refusing to come out of his chest while he waited for her answer.
She turned around, still half dressed, her bare chest shining in the failing light, "Well Hiccup, of course I do, but when?"
He ran up to her and threw her in a hug, kissing her forehead, "As soon as possible, Mrs. Haddock." He smiled and hugged her tight.
They spoke avidly about how to go about announcing their marriage to the village, and when exactly to have the ceremony itself. Hiccup was dead-set on having their marriage before the winter was out, giving them maybe three or four months to get hitched.
"It's getting colder by the minute her Astrid, lets go." Hiccup groaned as Astrid took care of her hair.
"Any more impatience out of you and you're gonna need another prosthetic," She snapped. Hiccup chuckled to himself as he watched her. She used to scare him when she got mad, now she was just cuter when she got mad. She hated the fact that he had begun to think that way.
Once she was finished with her hair, Astrid ran past Hiccup as he walked back towards the village, "If you're so impatient, why don't you run?" She jeered.
"Ha ha very funny," he yelled back at her. She giggled and slowed down, waiting for him to catch up. He reached her and they walked in silence, when a rustle in a near tree alerted them.
"Whats that?" Astrid wondered aloud, and Hiccup could see as her muscles coiled in preparation if she needed to use them.
"Shakte al lorchi hivni shaktor al lorchia," Tyr said, as he sat against the trunk of the tree, carving a block of wood with his dagger. Hiccup saw out of the corner of his eye that Astrid's muscles had relaxed, but she was still a bit tense.
"Oh...hey Tyr. Why are you sitting out here?" Hiccup asked slowly, slightly fearing what the answer might be.
Tyr laughed, "Well Hiccup, two young lovers out in the woods sleeping. Something might have gotten ideas. Can't let the happy couple get eaten, can I? After all, you two saved my life."
"Tyr, that very kind of you, actually." Astrid mumbled.
Odd. Thought Hiccup. Astrid rarely gave compliments to people, and when she did it was nothing like that.
It was then that it registered in Hiccups mind that Tyr hadn't spoken in any language he knew of.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Tyr what in Thors beard was that?" he yelped.
"What?" the man asked.
"That...those words or whatever, what was that?" Hiccup continued. It was now that Astrid caught on, "Actually that's right! You spoke some weird language at the docks too!" she yipped.
"Oh, that. Something I haven't told you yet. What I said just now was 'he and she shall be man and wife'. Don't ask how I knew that. Let's just say you two are very loud in a quiet forest." Tyr replied.
"Ok, well that's all well and good, but Tyr, when you said you are from far away, how far exactly? I mean, we know quite a few languages or at least what they sound like. Whats it even called?" Hiccup asked.
Tyr eyed him carefully, then got to his feet. Dusting off his trousers, he began walking back towards Berk, "Come on. I'll tell you on the way," he said.
Hiccup and Astrid followed, hand in hand behind him, waiting patiently for his promised explanation.
After a few minutes, Tyr broke the silence, "Hiccup, how much do the vikings of Berk revere their ancestors?"
Hiccup was caught off guard completely. Yeah, he and his dad laid flowers and prayed to Odin at his mothers grave every year, but other than that, he had never given it much thought.
"Well, I guess we mourn for them and such, but nothing much more than that," Hiccup said.
Tyr stopped and turned to them, an incredulous look in his silver eyes, "Is that all? Really?" he asked, disbelief ringing in his voice.
Hiccup would have answered, but Tyr continued on, "Regardless, My people view our ancestors as our highest honor. They also command our utmost loyalty. The language I spoke to you is called Antenati. Quite literally, it is the Language of Ancestors." Tyr finished, touching his right hand to his heart and then to his head.
"Wow...that's incredible. Who taught it to you? Could we learn to speak it?" Astrid asked quietly, her face deep in thought.
"No living person can teach you to speak Antenati. I can't teach you, even though I speak it perfectly. The only people who can teach you to speak Antenati are your ancestors. Should you honor them enough, they will teach you to speak their language." Tyr continued sagely, deepening the mystique surrounding him and his origins.
Astrid spoke up now, her voice sounding a bit shrill, "But Tyr, I'm not sure how your people did things or interpreted the world, but I've sure never seen any of my ancestors walking around." She said dryly.
"Astrid, that is because you do not honor them enough. Listen to me carefully, the both of you. If you truly wish to speak to those who came before you, you must put them first. In everything you do, whether time be heavenly or horrid, put them first, and they will come to you with guidance." Tyr said, a very serious look shining in his silver eyes.
Then, as fast as he had become honest and serious with them, Tyr resumed his unapproachable manner, "Good night," He grunted, and stalked off.
Hiccup and Astrid stood there in shock, awe, surprise and cold. Hiccup had gone all the way back to square one with Tyr in around five minutes after it had taken two weeks to go two steps forward.
"What the hel is his problem? We were just asking questions!" Astrid exclaimed, shaking her head.
"Astrid, try to understand him here. He just said that his people really respect their ancestors, right after we said that we barely even acknowledge them. He may have been marginally offended by it. Give him some time I guess." Hiccup said to her, still staring off in the direction that he had departed.
"Hiccup, I'm cold. Lets hurry up and get back to the village," Astrid said, hugging her arms under her shoulderpads.
Hiccup quickly agreed with her and together they scurried back towards town. When the came upon Hiccups house, Astrid pecked a kiss on his cheek, "OK, I'll see you tomorrow!" she said and tried to leave, but Hiccup gripped her hand, "Wait! I saw that the fire is still on in the house, meaning dad is awake! Why don't we discuss our marriage decision with him?" Hiccup suggested.
Astrids eyes lit up like the stars above them, and were twice as beautiful, "Lets do it!" She said, and they hurried to the front door.
When the got there, they heard voices in the main room. Hiccup's dad had company.
"Listen Stoick, we have no clue what this is, but we know that Tyr does! Let's just interrogate the bloke and see what he knows!" Gobber exclaimed.
"Gobber, I don't care if Tyr knows what it is, I care about what it means! This is no weapon we have ever seen before." Stoick the Vast answered. Astrid fixed a questioning look on Hiccup, but he held up one finger beckoning her to hold her thoughts.
"Well alright then Stoick. We'll keep it here until we can find out some more clues." Gobber said, and Hiccup could hear the mead flow down the mans throat.
"In other news, Stoick, saw Astrid and your strapping son headed out to the forest earlier, and they ain't been back yet," Gobber chuckled and gulped more mead, "You'll be a granddad before you know it."
"Gobber, you know that Hiccup understands the rules of chiefdom. He can't have a pregnant wife before he is chief, that's the rule around here." Stoick said as he drank his own mead.
"You hypocritical lump! Hiccup was born before you were chief!" Gobber laughed.
"And do you remember how hard it was to get things done with a baby to take care of? I tell you Gobber, it would pride me no end to have Astrid carrying my grandchild, but its too soon for that." his father said.
Hiccup blushed as his father and Gobber spoke avidly about the possibilities of Astrid bearing his children. One look at Astrid said exactly the same thing, except she had a wide smile on her face.
Hiccup decided that it was time that he and Astrid make their entrance. He eased the door open and walked in, Astrid behind him.
"Hey dad!" he said avidly. His father nodded at him and Astrid, smiling. Gobber, on the other hand, was much more vocal in his greeting, "Hiccup! Astrid! How are you two lovebirds doing?" he laughed.
"Hey Gobber," Astrid said politely. Hiccup greeted his teacher and sat down, beckoning Astrid to do the same.
Instead of sitting in the other open bench, as Hiccup expected, Astrid plopped herself down on his lap. Being taller than he used to be, Hiccup could see over her head when she sat on him, but it still surprised him.
His fathers eyes shone with a mix of pride and question, but Hiccup was pretty sure that Stoick knew exactly what was coming.
"Dad, Gobber, there's something that I've been wanting to tell you guys," Hiccup started.
"You and the lass want to get married?" Gobber blurted. Astrid fixed Gobber with a long gaze, but then smiled and giggled.
"Is that true Hiccup? You want to declare your intentions?" Stoick asked slowly.
"Yeah dad, it is. I want to marry Astrid." Hiccup said firmly.
"Well Thor and Odin rejoice boy! That's a wonderful thing!" Stoick yelled, sweeping Hiccup and Astrid into a giant hug.
Gobber slapped Hiccup on the back, and the combination of that and the crushing hug that his father was giving him resulted in Hiccup being unable to breathe. He coughed and sputtered until his dad finally got the clue and released him.
He landed with a thud as his steel foot hit the wooden floor, taking deep breathes. Astrid laughed as Gobber clapped her on the shoulder as well, her eyes shining. This had to be one of Hiccups happiest moments, and hers as well he hoped.
"So then! We need to make the announcement of this and tell the Thorstons to start planning a wedding! Oh this is fantastic!" Stoick exclaimed as he grabbed his helmet.
"Dad, dad wait! Just hold on a minute. This is a new thing, give me and Astrid a little time to get accustomed to the idea. Can we wait on an announcement for awhile?" Hiccup asked.
He really didn't want to become village news so quick. He knew that if an announcement went out, there would be no possible way to get anything done in regards to Tyr. It would be next to impossible to get to know the man if they were bogged down by wedding formalities and all that junk.
"Well, alright then, son. At least go and tell Astrid's mother. No doubt she is up and waiting for her daughter to arrive home."
Hiccup nodded and walked over to the stairs, "Toothless! Hey Toothless! We need you buddy!" he called. After a few minutes, there was absolutely no movement from upstairs.
Must be sleeping Hiccup thought to himself. All the dragons went into a type of self imposed hibernation to start the winter, and it made working with them slow and a bit frustrating.
"Come on Hiccup, we'll walk there," Astrid whispered.
He regretted that they would indeed have to walk through the cold, but something caught his eye. Leaned up against the wall underneath the stairs was a weapon, clearly what his father and Gobber had been talking about.
"Dad...what is this?" Hiccup asked shakily.
His father stomped over and picked the thing up, bringing it out into the light. It was easily seven feet long, a solid piece. On each end, it was sharpened down into two curved leaf blades that looked deadlier than anything Hiccup had ever forged. The part that shook Hiccup to the core was the material that it was made out of. The thing was a continuous piece of dragon bone.
"Well Hiccup, we found this at the site of that shipwreck, and we think your friend Tyr may know what it is." Gobber said as he stared in awe at the weapon.
"We don't need Tyr, because I know what it is. Tyr told me about a weapon that he used back with his people and he called it a Shike. I didn't really believe him when he told me it was dragon bone though."
Hiccup hadn't believed Tyr to the slightest when the man had said that he used a dragon bone weapon, but now that he was looking at it, Hiccup still couldn't believe it.
"Do you think he killed a dragon to get this?" Gobber asked in awe.
"What do you think, Gobber? How else to you get a piece of dragon bone?" Astrid groaned, rolling her eyes at the blacksmith.
"Well I dunno. He could've found the bloody thing and carved it." Gobber retorted indignantly.
"Whatever the reason, I'm keeping it here until further notice." Stoick said, taking the bone into his own room and storing it somewhere.
Hiccup jerked when Astrid grabbed his hand excitedly, running for the door, "C'mon Hiccup!" she yelled.
"My girl that it wonderful! I can't believe its finally happening! Oh, your father would be so proud of you!" Astrids mother exclaimed, wrapping Astrid in her arms. Hiccup was glad to be left out of another bear hug, but he still wrapped his arms around the two ladies, and was glad to feel Astrid's mother move an arm to include him as well.
When they separated, her mother was crying, "Astrid...I only wish your father were here now. To think that not a week ago I still thought you to be my happy little girl, and now you're going to be married and starting a family of your own!"
Astrid soothed her mother softly, whispering something to her. Hiccup remained respectfully silent as both Astrid and her mother joined hands and heads, the common way they prayed for her father. The prayer went on for about ten minutes before they opened their eyes again. Astrid's mother was not crying anymore and had resumed a strong look to her face.
"Alright then Astrid. I assume you two will be living together from now on, so you'll need your things. Where will you be staying?"
Astrid chuckled nervously, "Well, seeing as we don't have anywhere yet, I was hoping we could stay at either his place or here for the time being. And mom, don't go telling anyone. The only people who know are you, the chief and Gobber. We don't want it to be announced just yet."
Her mother nodded, "Certainly dear, on all counts. You two will stay here for tonight though, its too late and cold for you to trudge back to his house. I lit the fire in your room, so it should be warm up there. Could you leave me and Hiccup alone please?" she said softly.
Astrid nodded and ascended the stairs to her own room. Her mother turned on Hiccup, a fire in her eyes, "Now Hiccup. I'm well aware that you will one day be chief. I'm well aware that you are known as the First Dragon Rider. I would have you know that I don't care about these things. If you are a bad husband for my daughter, I will kill you." she said simply.
Hiccup shivered. He could tell that this was no idle threat from a person trying to be protective, this was the oath of a mother. Mothers were people that were not to be trifled with, even though he had every intent on treating Astrid like a goddess.
"I promise, Astrid will have a wonderful life with me," He swore. Her mother nodded and retreated to her own bedroom.
Taking a deep breath, Hiccup climbed the stairs to Astrids bedroom and opened the door slowly. Inside, Astrid had taken off most of her clothes, only leaving leggings and a tight shirt on to sleep in. Her hair hung down her back, luscious in the dim glow of the fire. Her curves were very clear now that she was wearing skintight clothing, but she was moving quickly to wrap herself in a fur.
The fire was on the exact opposite wall of the room from the door, and Astrid had set up two chairs in front of it. She sat down in one of them and warmed her hands gleefully.
Hiccup silently padded into the room, barely making a sound as he eased the door closed.
Inching closer, he leaned down and planted a soft kiss on Astrid's silky skin. She jumped from the sudden contact, but she relaxed again as soon as she felt his lips touch her.
"Well hello there, beautiful," Hiccup said softly, brushing his lips across her neck and shoulder.
"Well, hi the-" She began.
"Shhhh, don't speak," Hiccup whispered. He had been wanting to do this for a long, long time. Whenever he and Astrid had made love in any fashion, it had always been at a rushed pace, as if life was pressing them to move on. On top of that, she had always taken a sense of control, demanding that he go faster or slower or work his tongue more. This time, and he had been patient in waiting for it, he would be in control.
"..Hiccup..." Astrid moaned as his lips found the soft spot beneath her ear. He had taken his fair share of bruises while trying to find the spot on Astrid that he had deemed as her only weakness. Once he had found it though, he could reduce her to pudding in moments. It was a wonderful thing.
Hiccup felt Astrid begin to move her head, trying to get hers lips onto his. He pulled her back down into the chair, "Don't move. You follow my lead," he murmured. If she understood, or rather, tolerated the idea, Hiccup knew. She hadn't punched him yet, so it meant that she was playing along.
She moaned louder as his lips found their way onto her ear, and then she jumped when he nibbled on the lobe. Her moans grew louder and his lips crept closer to her lips, but Hiccup felt that this was too much.
"Quiet, Astrid. Your little brother is twenty feet away from us right now, with naught but a thin wall between us." Hiccup whispered in her ear.
He slid his hand over her face, closing her eyes. Once they were closed, he quickly, but silently undressed himself. The cold night chill hit his bare skin, but he ignored its bite. He was in a zone right now.
He had been practicing, as well as he could by himself, taking control and then keeping it. He had frequently asked other women such as Gemeye and even Ruffnut for their ideas on what to do to keep in control.
Gemeyes input had been invaluable, but Ruffnut thought that Hiccup was asking her for a good time. She had wasted no time in getting naked for him, but he had remained erect in his purpose. He wasn't there that day to bed her, and he left her there.
According to Snotlout and, something that still disgusted him, Tuffnut, he had been a "brainless, cockless troll" for not bedding Ruffnut solely because he had the chance to.
Now being naked, Hiccup avoided any contact with Astrid, but took her hands and lifted her from the chair. She was being wonderful for him, not resisting at all and following his every whim. She gasped when he finger the ties on her woolen shirt, but quickly took his lead as he removed it, and quickly followed suit with her leggings.
Now, in front of the fire, Hiccup stared at a once again naked Astrid Hofferson, soon to be Astrid Haddock. Something that had surprised him the first time he had ever seen her naked was that her breasts were a good deal larger than they seemed normally.
Another secret Astrid kept was that she wrapped her breasts with cotton and leather straps to keep them out of the way during her daily activities. Hiccup had thought about how much Snotlout would pay for such information but decided against it on the premise of staying alive.
There was no sign of fat anywhere on her body, her skin tight and smooth, her muscles slender yet strong. Her body was akin to that of a majestic shark, the lithe smoothness and beauty concealing a strong and dangerous individual.
He approached her slowly and kissed her left nipple lightly, drawing a gasp of ecstasy from her. His lips traveled around her chest and down her midsection. He kissed around her thighs slowly, methodically, leaving a trail of moistness across her body. Finally, he rose up and laid his lips on hers, kissing lightly first, but increasing the intensity every minute.
After a few minutes, he guided Astrid to the bed. He was good and hard now, and his night of ecstasy was about to begin. As soon as their bodies were covered by furs, all hel broke loose as Frigga took control.
"Huy nitrei jarichi." Tyr mumbled. Marriage was the noblest bond. He sat just outside the window of Astrids room, next to her slumbering dragon who, for obvious reasons, been told to sleep outside. Azure had proven difficult for Tyr to drug, but she was taken care of now. Bringing her to the cave would be done by morning. He held the shike in his hand. It had been far too easy to retrieve it from Stoick's bedroom. The man snored like a thunderdrum.
Tyr was having second thoughts about signaling the Ardni to move in. He had come to like the villagers and their peace, and he thought that maybe it was time that he at least try to stall the death of another innocent village.
He couldn't do that though, because he knew it would come to blades. The Ardni knew nothing but killing and war. To attempt to reason with such people was an impossible task.
His people had been peace loving and abhorred the act of killing anything that drew breath. Their now long dead souls asked him to keep to the law and not kill. He couldn't help the gnawing at his gut that it would be on this island that he died along with these villagers.
He would give these villagers as much time as he could to enjoy their lives, but it was a fact that their clock was ticking down. The Ardni would not wait long.
Who are the Ardni? Why is Tyr drugging the dragons? Why is he snooping on Hiccup and Astrid making sexy time? Please review!
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Who would you rather speak to their Ancestors first? Hiccup or Astrid?