Alright folks, thar she blows. New chapter with a little sumthin, sumthin. ;D
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Kapitel 10
"So, if you're German….how come you're so good at English?" Jack inquired to Toothless as they walked around the fairly small grocery store.
Toothless smirked a little at the slight ignorance of his question but responded anyway, "How come you're American and still manage to suck so hard at it?"
Jack frowned and said back to him slightly offended, "No need to get defensive, man. It was just a question."
Toothless sighed as he picked up some olive oil and placed it in the basket. As they continued walking down the aisle, he answered his question, "I could already speak English when I came here. And then I just worked really hard after that to get rid of my accent." That was mostly the truth. However, there was additional motivation behind him wanting to assimilate. It's not that he was ashamed of his mother tongue or how he used to speak, it was because Pitch and a few other members found it 'cute' and would only use it as an excuse to take advantage of him. He struggled for a good couple years to completely be rid of it. His brother still had his a little bit, but he hadn't been put under the same pressures as Toothless.
"Hm..." Jack contemplated for a moment and said, "That's still really impressive, though." He grabbed a bag of sugar and then asked, "You think you could teach me some German?"
Toothless scoffed loudly as he wryly said, "Doubt it."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Jack demanded as his eyebrows came together in annoyance.
"It means you might actually have to pay attention and study a little...something you never were really good at," Toothless truthfully told him.
"Hey, at least I graduated," Jack shot back at him.
Toothless quickly changed direction, a little pissed off, and went to dispense some coffee beans into a bag. He could never tell Jack why he dropped out of school without revealing more than he wished to him. Toothless used to be near the top of his class in his German school and actually found his American school to be easy once he got over the initial culture shock. Still, he never made any friends at school...most people found him off-putting and seemed to think his accent made him mentally delayed. Kids are cruel after all. It also didn't help that his situation at Pitch's only worsened as he grew older and matured. Eventually, he was pretty convinced he had developed some kind of Stockholm syndrome after Pitch had somehow convinced him that he needed him. After that, Toothless never wanted to leave the house, hence why he dropped out before his third year.
Jack ran up behind him, "Look, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that." He had to remember to check his pride around Toothless, since he knew how bloody sensitive he could be. Jack looked down at the list, "What the hell is smelt?" he asked.
Toothless rolled his eyes and told him, "It's a fish, Jack. Come on. Now we have to go back to the other side of the store." And he took off in the direction of the seafood with Jack following closely behind him.
After they had paid for everything, Jack had managed to brighten Toothless's gloom again. He always had to make a game out of everything, which at first struck Toothless as extremely juvenile, but it definitely always succeeded in making him feel better. Currently he was betting Toothless on how slow they could go before pissing Bunny off enough to call them and suggested they take the long way back. But as they walked a little ways out of the store, Toothless noticed Jack suddenly freeze. Toothless tried to see where he was looking, but before he could form a thought, Jack dropped the bags he was holding and took off along the side of the building.
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"What the hell is your problem?!" Dagur yelled after Jack had grabbed and dragged him around the corner of the building and slammed him up against the wall pinning his hands behind him and with his arm shoved against his throat. It appeared that Dagur had been innocently shopping at the time.
"Don't play fucking cute. I know you were the one who hurt Toothless and Hiccup!" Jack said threateningly, but still aware of the fact it was the middle of the day and he didn't want to alert the people around front to their presence.
Dagur sneered at him and then looked up as he spotted Toothless rounding the corner with the bags Jack was previously holding. "'S'up, Luka. Benedikt sends his condolences and I hear Pitch misses you quite a bit." He smiled wickedly and continued despite Jack pressing his arm harder into his windpipe, "He was really sad to see you gone after everything you did for him. We should blackmail you more often to get you to put out more." He choked as Jack pressed into his throat too harshly. But Dagur was reveling in the fact that he got to watch as shock quickly crawled across Luka's pathetic face as he seemed to be exposing his secrets to Jack. He looked back at Jack, "Oh...what? Did Luka never tell you?"
"What are you talking about?" Jack growled as he glared into Dagur's ugly face and relaxed the pressure on his windpipe slightly.
"Only that Luka here is a bit of a daddy's boy. He spent enough time bent over for him to say the least..."
And with that Jack punched Dagur and he fell with a loud thud to the ground. Even while rubbing his head, Dagur still released a malicious cackle. Moving to support himself on his hands and knees, he looked back up at Jack and continued his taunt, "He's pretty for a boy, yeah? We couldn't help but spend a lot of time passing him around like a little-"'
Then Jack landed a sharp kick up into his ribs, causing Dagur to lurch forward, clutching at his chest and gasping for breath. Jack coldly looked down at him and the ice in his voice was almost tangible as he said, "If you ever so much as go near him again-"
"You'll what?" Dagur gasped still somehow smiling in spite of his pain. "You'll kill me? You don't have it in you, Frost."
Jack kicked him again as if to prove his point and then dragged him up so he could glare into his eyes. "No I don't. But I will make sure to hurt you enough that you'll remember me every day for the rest of you pathetic life." And with that, he dropped Dagur onto the ground and turned to address Toothless.
But he was gone.
"Fuck." Jack swore as he grabbed the abandoned shopping bags and ran off in search of Toothless.
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Jack ran as fast as he could across the city while looking wildly down every alley or nook he could find in search of Toothless. Jack didn't want to think about the implications of what Dagur had said before he spoke to him. There was no reason he should believe Dagur after all, but then again, there was no reason for him to lie and for Toothless to run off in response.
Finally Jack made it all the way back to the Guardians. He somewhat doubted he would find Toothless there, but he figured it should be the first place to look. He unlocked the club's doors and went inside.
As it was still early, no one had started work yet and the club was vacant. Jack walked under the stage and, confirming his suspicions, found the crawlspace panel moved over revealing the small tunnel. Jack dropped the bags and crawled inside and to no surprise found Toothless.
He was sitting in one corner of the room with his legs folded up into his chest and his head buried into his knees. His fingers were tangled up in his long hair as he gripped his skull. Jack noticed that the knuckles on one hand were bloody, presumably from punching a wall. Jack finished crawling into the room.
"Go. Away." Toothless curtly said, his voice muffled by his legs but nonetheless indignant.
Jack stood up and responded nonchalantly, "Oh come on Toothless. If you didn't want me to find you, you wouldn't have hid in the first place I'd look."
"Don't fucking flatter yourself," Toothless replied into his knees, "I only came here because I didn't want Dagur to follow me."
Jack realized he had a good point. Toothless had made a solid effort not to let himself or Hiccup be alone outside after the threat to them had become so real. Jack then walked over and knelt down next to him and asked in a softer voice, "Is everything Dagur said-"
Toothless suddenly snapped his head up, but instead of sadness, he had a manic fury in his eyes that Jack had never seen before. Toothless bore his emerald eyes into Jack and shook as he emphasized certain words.
"Yeah. It's all fucking true. You've finally heard what you've been trying to dig out of me for the past several months. You finally know that I have spent five fucking fantastic years being my capital drug lord of a father's little bitch to do whatever he wanted with and being treated like nothing more than a goddamn whore by everyone else. I hope you're happy." he spit out the words at Jack who could only respond by sitting there dumbfounded.
Jack realized his mouth was open as he watched Toothless's raving confession. How did he expect him to be happy about this? He's right that Jack had always been curious about Toothless and had tried to get him to talk to him on many occasions, but he wasn't happy that Toothless had withstood years of abuse from his own father.
Then, Jack wasn't sure why he did it as there were no thoughts running through his mind at the moment. But next thing he knew, he was leaning towards Toothless and had his lips gently pressing against his. The kiss only lasted a couple seconds when Jack pulled back a few inches.
He heard Toothless say in a suddenly much calmer voice, "What. the fuck. was that?"
All too quickly feeling awkward, Jack leaned back onto his ankles and rubbed the back of his head. "I...uh.… I don't know. I just...reacted."
Toothless slowly rubbed his lips together as he considered what Jack said for a brief moment and then looked at him incredulously as he replied, "I just confessed to you how screwed up my life is….and your first reaction….is to kiss me?"
Toothless stared at him flabbergasted for another moment while shaking his head slightly. "What the fuck is wrong with you?"
And with that he got up to move over to the hole in the wall.
"Toothless! Toothless! Wait, come on." Toothless kept walking. "Luka, stop!" Jack shouted at him, which caused Toothless to freeze for a moment at the sound of his real name. It gave Jack enough time to traverse the distance and position himself in front of Toothless, blocking the exit. He placed his hands on Toothless's shoulders to hold him steady and inhaled as he was about to say something, but then released his air as he was at a loss for words and dropped his head down between his arms. After a second, he looked back up at Toothless.
"Look, I'm sorry. I wasn't even thinking," he quickly professed. "It's just…" he sighed again and returned to his thought, "It's just...I needed you to know that I still care about you and whatever Dagur said doesn't matter to me." Toothless's eyes softened slightly, which encouraged Jack to keep going, "It doesn't matter because our friendship wasn't based on what happened to you before you arrived here. I…" He paused for a moment, but then asked, "Do you remember that day last September we celebrated your one year anniversary at the Guardians since no one knew your actual birthday?"
Toothless exhaled slowly and then slid down the side wall until he was slouched on the floor. Jack returned to kneeling in front of him.
After taking a minute to think, Toothless shook his head and replied, "Not really."
"Yeah you do. It was the day I gave you the cake," Jack told him trying to jog his memory.
Toothless propped his elbow onto a knee and then leaned his forehead into his hand as he let out a snicker.
"Yes! You did just that! I remember that day because it was the first day I made you laugh after an entire year-"
Toothless interjected, "I only laughed because I thought Pippa made me that cake. It was so...lopsided and sloppy." He continued smiling into his hand at the thought.
Deciding to ignore Toothless's negative opinion on his cake-making ability, Jack continued, "Well...whatever. It doesn't matter. The point is that I finally saw you start to be happy after that. It was the first time I saw you for once and not that shell you're constantly hiding behind." Jack made a waving gesture with his hand at Toothless.
Toothless looked up at him a little angrily, "Excuse me?"
"No! Sorry. It's just... You spent over a year with us and I never so much as saw emotion in your face up until that moment. You yourself can't even deny that you close yourself off to people."
Toothless pursed his lips and looked off to the side. He couldn't deny it because he did it on purpose. He intentionally did so because he didn't want to appear vulnerable to people. But it's not like he was completely stellar at it or anything. He knew he was really bad at disguising fear.
Toothless took a deep breath and then looked back to Jack, who started talking again in a low voice as he looked down at the floor, "I just knew from that day that I wanted to see you happy like that all the time. I don't like it when you look like you're suffering and not willing to tell anyone about it."
Toothless pressed his lips together and ran his fingers through his hair. After a moment he confessed, "I guess…. I'm glad you know. I've been trying to deal with it for such a long time by pretending like none of it even happened. But….I just didn't want anyone to look at me differently... I didn't expect you to-"
"You did nothing wrong, Luka. What happened was terrible, but you didn't choose it...You can't blame yourself for that. And it doesn't change how I feel about you," Jack told him.
Toothless looked up into Jack's icy eyes and was relieved to see that Jack was being completely honest. A corner of Toothless's mouth upturned a little and he replied, "I'm sorry... I know I should have been the one to tell you, but-"
"Hey, it's ok. I understand why you never told anyone," Jack interjected.
"Hiccup knows."
"He found out that night?" Jack presumed referring to the night they were both taken.
Toothless nodded. He really wished he had a cigarette at the moment.
They both sat in silence for a long time, just staring away from each other. Jack was glad to see Toothless finally be honest with him. Jack may have a problem with being too nosey, but it was usually in the sincere attempt of trying to help people or wanting to get to know them better.
Eventually Jack glanced over at Toothless, who was still leaning against the wall with one knee up. Except that he was playing with his tongue ring and looking at Jack with a big smirk on his face.
"What?"
"What made you want to kiss me then?" he asked impishly.
"What? I...I…" He rubbed the back of his head nervously taken aback by the question. It wasn't very often that Toothless got to see a sheepish Jack. He kind of liked it.
As Jack struggled to form a coherent thought, he watched as Toothless drew himself onto his knees directly in front of him.
"What are you-" but was cut off as Toothless leaned in and kissed him gently on the lips. It was a little different as he wasn't tense like when Jack had first kissed him. He pulled back slightly after a second and opened his eyes to look at Toothless, who was watching him intently and biting his lip, his canines peeking down a little more past the rest of his teeth.
Instinct just took over at that point. Jack pushed himself forward and pressed his lips more urgently against Toothless's, who responded by moving his in sync with Jack's. Toothless's lips were surprisingly soft and he tasted like cinnamon. Jack felt as he scoot forward on his knees until he had pushed Jack against the wall next to the crawlspace. Toothless leaned his arms against the planks on either side of Jack, who had his arms hanging tensely by his sides. At first Jack felt trapped, but he forgot about it as soon as he felt Toothless's tongue swipe across his bottom lip, which elicited a soft yelp from him.
Toothless grinned at how easily he was affecting the white-haired boy. He licked Jack's lower lip more slowly, kindly begging Jack for permission to proceed, who let out a low hum of approval at the delicious tickling sensation. Jack finally opened his mouth more to grant Toothless access, who then proceeded to deepen the kiss. Jack and he each fought for control of the situation as the kiss started escalating more and more. Toothless's hands had since moved to Jack's hips and was gripping them with bruising strength as he held him firmly against the wall. Jack's mind was completely devoid of coherent thought. Half of him felt really apprehensive about his male friend being completely pressed against him and dominating him in a way he's never experienced, and the other half was drinking it in greedily.
Suddenly, Toothless bit down onto Jack's lower lip, which turned out to be his complete undoing. Toothless sucked his lip into his mouth and scraped his teeth against it gently, evoking a deep moan from Jack, who at that point was willing to toss his morals aside completely and just give in to his desire. He felt heat gathering in his pelvis and his heart was beating more forcefully than he'd ever felt it.
Jack jumped and felt his heart fly into his throat as he heard the familiar ringtone erupt from his pocket. Toothless pulled away and kneeled in a sitting position as Jack answered the call.
"Hello?"
"Jack! Where the hell are you? We've been waiting for you to get back for over half an hour." Hiccup said and Jack could hear the worry in his voice.
Jack tried to steady his breathing as he calmed Hiccup down, "I'm...uh...sorry Hic. Something happened at the store. We're okay, but I'm going to have to explain it to you later. Tell Bunny we'll be back soon." Then he hung up the phone.
Jack looked over at Toothless, who was panting lightly himself.
"We...should probably get back." Jack said uncomfortably as he tried to change the subject. He didn't expect things to escalate to that extent with Toothless so fast and it honestly made him a little anxious. He knew he had a mixture of complex feelings for him, but he didn't expect his body to react so violently to a simple kiss.
"You should probably wait a minute," Toothless said grinning as he looked down at the telltale signs of Jack's pants having grown too tight.
"Fuck off." Jack said as he adjusted himself so the bulge wasn't so obvious. He really wanted to wipe that wry smile off of Toothless's face.
Jack turned and crawled out with Toothless not far behind him. They wordlessly covered the wall with the panel and gathered the bags to head down into the basement. They had been gone a grand total of two and a half hours and Bunny was going to kill them.
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Hiccup looked up as Jack and Toothless walked into the kitchen and set the bags on the table. Something looked somewhat off between the two of them since Toothless was smirking a little and Jack was a bit red in the face. But all of that disappeared once Bunny started chastising them for being 'lazy ass kids who can't do anythin' without goofin' off' and so on and so forth.
Jack then briefly told him that he ran into Dagur at the store and consequentially had to punch his face in. Hiccup was shocked at Jack's vigilante behavior, but was internally pleased that he cared so much about Hiccup and Toothless to want revenge.
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The next day Hiccup was surprised when he opened his bedroom door to see Bunny standing outside of it. He had knocked and was holding out the cellphone they shared to Hiccup.
"Seems like yeh girlfriend wants to meet up with yeh." he informed Hiccup with a small smile.
Hiccup took it and grinned to himself at the misunderstanding. He hadn't told anyone else aside from Astrid, Jack, and Toothless about his sexuality. Not that he was ashamed anymore, but just because it never really came up before. He opened the phone and read the text message.
Hi Hic! I'll be leaving for university this Friday. Did you want to meet up tomorrow for coffee b4 I go?
Hiccup was more than happy to hear from Astrid. It was a couple weeks since his last encounter with her, and he felt a little guilty that he didn't text her like he had promised. But, a lot had happened that had obviously left him distracted for a time. His hip was still scabbed from Pitch's incisions, but Anna said it was looking normal and to try not to scratch at it. Toothless's back looked a hundred times worse, the only reason being that it was bigger and grosser than Hiccup's. However, Hiccup thought Toothless to be recovering really well. He seemed happier in general since Hiccup had been so accepting of his past and Hiccup was always in a better mood himself when he was around. He was finding it harder and harder to not let his gaze linger too long on him though. He was really hesitant to make a move on him for several reasons. The first being that he wasn't sure if Toothless even liked boys. Despite his sexual history, Hiccup didn't want to just assume that kind of thing about him. The other related reason being that Hiccup didn't know if Toothless even felt lust anymore after having so many bad on top of horrible experiences. He didn't want to induce any kind of trauma with him and risk ruining their friendship completely. Hiccup decided a while ago that he wouldn't try anything with him unless he made a move first. And gods, did he want him to make a move. The only things Toothless had done with him have been incredibly innocent. He would wrap an arm around him at night, hug him, touch his cheek...but it never progressed any more than that. Hiccup had somewhat given up on it.
He responded to Astrid's text and planned to meet her the next day. Then he pocketed the phone to wait for her response.
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Jack really didn't know what was wrong in his head. He liked Anna, but he found himself becoming less interested in her since he kissed Toothless. It was all just too confusing to him, but he couldn't talk about it with her. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her and see the look on her face when he confessed that a guy got him more hot and bothered than she ever had.
He laid his arm across his forehead as he lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. He had the night off and Hiccup and Toothless were working. Anna was at the library studying for her summer final and would probably be there all night.
He sighed, not really sure of himself. But then he heard the door open and saw Toothless walk in wearing only a towel as he had just gotten out of the shower. His dark hair was still wet and draped elegantly down his back a little, which was still really torn up looking from all the scabbing. But Jack couldn't ignore the contours of his muscles that wrapped down his lower back and hips, creating a V that angled down…
Jack mentally slapped himself. As Toothless stepped into his flannel pants with the towel still draped around his middle, Jack asked him, "I thought you were working tonight."
"Nope, I've got the night off." he smiled lightly. He then looked up at Jack, who was just lying in his day clothes on the bed. "What were you doing, anyway?"
Jack sighed. If he couldn't talk about it with anyone else, he should at least talk to Toothless.
"Look...about what happened the other day…" he started but Toothless interrupted him.
He chuckled lightly as he said, "Look, Jack. If it bothered you that much than just forget about it. It's fine."
Fine? Toothless didn't seem perturbed at all by the fact that they had just frenched for twenty minutes the previous day.
But Jack stubbornly argued with him, "What makes you think I'm bothered?"
Toothless had noticed that Jack had been avoiding eye contact with him since they got back and was shying away more when he came near him. It made Toothless feel really guilty about it, since he felt like he overstepped his grounds. He was trying his best to casually shake it off so they could go back to being friends.
"Nothing, just... I'm sorry if it freaked you out." he replied honestly after he slipped on a shirt and walked over and to sit down next to Jack's legs. To which Jack quickly scooted his legs over and away from Toothless.
"I'm not freaked out."
"You look really freaked out actually." Toothless stated as he nodded at Jack's legs he had just moved.
Jack sat up so he was leaning against the backboard with his legs folded underneath him. "No...it's just...I can't stop thinking about it," he confessed honestly.
Toothless sighed and looked down at his hands. Then he said, "Look, Jack. I'm sorry...I shouldn't have forced myself on you like that. But it's ok. It's normal for your body to react to something like that even though you weren't enjoying it." Toothless reflected on the many times it had happened to him. Even though he wanted nothing more than for Pitch to leave him alone, his body still reacted to the sensations in spite of it. 'Good' was too broad a term to describe Pitch, but Toothless would say that Pitch was definitely skilled at what he did. He knew exactly how to manipulate Toothless's body against his will even to the point of orgasm...which didn't ease the guilt that Toothless felt afterwards at all.
Jack interrupted Toothless's thoughts and took him by surprise. "No...I- I liked it." Jack admitted, his face turning red as he looked off to the side.
Toothless smirked at him again. Somehow he was having an effect on Jack that changed him from an overconfident, narcissistic ass into a diffident and bashful adolescent. It was just...adorable.
Jack looked up to see that stupid smirk on Toothless's face again and he felt his own become more red. "Would you stop looking at me like that?" he asked flustered.
"I'm sorry! You're just too cute is all." Toothless laughed a little.
"Since when am I cute?" Jack demanded.
"Since apparently you found out you liked kissing me and are actually embarrassed by it," Toothless replied, still smiling at him.
"Jesus you're infuriating. Now you're never going to let me live that down," Jack said as he laid his palm over his eyes. He felt Toothless shift his weight and removed his hand to see Toothless leaning over him with one arm on either side of Jack's hips to support his weight. His face had since grown a little more serious.
He saw Toothless bite his lip nervously before he said, "Not if you want to try it again..."
Jack didn't give a reply, but instead pushed himself forward until his lips met with Toothless's again. He heard Toothless yelp softly at the sudden movement, but he pushed himself into Jack and crawled onto the bed until he was straddling Jack's lap.
Jack couldn't believe how his body reacted to him. His chest was a little broader than Jack's, but he was thin...and while changing, Jack had noticed how narrow his waist was. Having just gotten out of the shower, his dark hair was still damp, but framed his elegantly angled face, whose eyes were looking at him with an emotion Jack had never seen in them before.
In his current position, Toothless was significantly taller than Jack and was leaning over him with Jack having to look up in order to kiss him. Toothless bit onto his lower lip lightly and sucked on it again, which he had figured out was one of Jack's weaknesses. Jack groaned and deepened the kiss, causing Toothless to inhale sharply through his nose as he felt Jack's tongue slip into his mouth. Jack shivered as Toothless ran his hands along his torso, grazing over his chest to where his nipples were underneath his shirt. The sensation was startling at first but strangely pleasant.
He bucked his hips slightly up into Toothless, who responded by breaking the kiss and moving down to bite onto Jack's neck, eliciting a deep groan from him in response to the carnal behavior. His own hands wandered up Toothless's sides and he placed one hand on the side of his neck underneath his curtain of hair. Toothless softened and sucked lightly on Jack's neck, lingering on a spot under his ear when he heard Jack gasp. Toothless licked his earlobe mischievously and then reached down to grab the hem of Jack's shirt and pulled it over his head, exposing Jack's toned chest to him, which he stared at for a brief moment before resuming their bruising kiss. He loved the look of a hot and bothered Jack and it gave him a fluttering feeling in his stomach knowing that he could have that effect on him. He wanted to give him more...
Toothless pulled back from the kiss and reached down to grasp the bottom of his shirt. He pulled it about halfway up when he felt Jack grasp onto his wrists. He slowly lowered his shirt and looked at Jack quizzically.
Jack rubbed his lips together and then said as he looked up at Toothless, "I….uh...think we should take this slower..."
Toothless, feeling suddenly awkward, sat back a little resting his weight on Jack's thighs. "Oh...ehm...yeah. You're probably right. I'm sorry-"
"No, don't be sorry." He reached up to stroke a piece of Toothless's hair as he said, "This is all just really new to me...and it makes me kind of nervous..."
Toothless smiled kindly at his honesty. Then he leaned down to gently kiss him on the lips, which Jack took as a sign of his understanding. Then he got off him and started walking out of the room while scratching the back of his head.
"Where are you going?" Jack asked.
Toothless turned around and looked at him laughing slightly, "The bathroom. I'm sorry, but you got me going too much."
Jack laughed a little as he realized what he meant. The three had made it an unspoken rule to use the bathroom if they ever needed a private moment alone.
After Toothless left, Jack changed out of his clothes and lay down on the bed again. He closed his eyes, but didn't sleep as his mind was still very much awake. He wasn't entirely sure why he had a problem with going further with Toothless. It's not like he hadn't had sex before. But being with him felt different. He dominated Jack in such a way that made him nervous. It wasn't that Jack felt threatened, but only that he wasn't used to it. Usually it was Jack himself that set the pace, but now he felt himself fighting with Toothless. It was...really hot actually.
Jack heard Toothless come back in the room and lie down on the bed. Jack pretended to be asleep, but wished that Toothless would abandon his usual spot and move closer to him. But he abandoned his wish and slowly felt himself fall asleep as his imagination took over his consciousness.