I figure most of the people reading this have been following some of Kinktober, so you guys know where I've been at.
This chapter is... going somewhere, I guess.
-HTTYD-
For all Astrid's initital complaints about Toothless, Hiccup laughed as he watched her with the newest member of their utterly insane home.
"Stormfly! Give that back!"
Unfortunately, that cat was a pest. Toothless was lovely and slept on Hiccup more than anything. Stormfly had a habit of stealing his socks. Usually the ones Hiccup was trying to put on. Cami was falling over laughing, and Astrid was calmly watching Hiccup chase the grey-tabby critter. Finally retrieving his sock, Hiccup fruitlessly brushed off cat hair before tugging the rescued article on to his foot.
"It's not funny!"
Cami stuck her tongue out, then started taking off her shirt. Hiccup wasn't entirely sure why.
"Oh, I disagree. It's hilarious that you had to convince us about Toothless, and now you're wishing you never made us cat people."
Astrid nodded in agreement, leaning over Cami's back and letting her hand run over her cousins bare chest. Cami didn't wear bras especially often, especially if she had nowhere to be. To be honest, she didn't wear clothes all that often anymore...
They'd lived together for a fair few months now. It was all oddly settled, if they didn't think about the secrecy. Hiccup tried not to. His mother had met Cami, gave them fond smiles as Cami did her utmost to quiet the manic side of her, showing Valka mostly sweet and caring. Apart from openly telling his mother Hiccup was great in bed. Twice. She'd probably have gone into more details if Valka hadn't covered her ears while Hiccup covered Cami's mouth.
Trying to get dressed for the day was a difficult endeavour when Astrid had pulled Hiccup into a shared shower, only for Cami to make Hiccup need a fresh one after - their feral heat would undoubtedly mellow in time, but so far? not yet - but Hiccup was halfway there, in jeans and socks and his t-shirt already picked out. Dragging his eyes away from where Astrid toyed idly with Cami's breast, Hiccup swallowed thickly, unable to ignore the soft mewls of pleasure Cami let out and feeling his cock stir again. The mischievous blondes definitely noticed, Cami twisting in Astrid's arms to reach for her cousin, craning her neck to kiss her.
Astrid's shirt hit Hiccup in the face, where he'd been resolutely looking away and only barely saw them in the corner of his eye. Pulling the fabric off his face, he was unable to ignore the fact Astrid was on her back, Cami atop her as they kissed and gripped and groped. His cock twitched, trying to remind Hiccup those two attractive ladies would happily include him if he simply moved closer. They made the decision for him, two sets of warm and soft and yielding pressing against his bare chest as they took turns kissing him, having already dragged Hiccup to the floor by then.
The fly of his jeans was just coming undone when they all jumped, Hiccup's phone vibrations sounding violent against the coffee table it rested on. Fighting to extricate himself rather half-heartedly from the mass of limbs, HIccup fumbled to grab his phone, seeing his mother's name on the screen and batting hands from his groin.
"Hey mom, what's up?"
"Can't a mother call her son?"
Hiccup chuckled, squirming as Cami and Astrid both shuffled closer to listen in until he clicked 'loudspeaker' on the buttons.
"Of course! But you don't normally call me during work hours."
"True. I had something to run by you, and you know the times are different in Australia..."
Hiccup listened, nodded and mildly panicked as his mother ran through what had gone on with little consult from Hiccup himself, though she had assumed quite rightly that he'd never have insisted on another course of action.
"She's fine with taking the sofa, you know how Mala is."
"Yeah. It's cool. She's not allergic to cats, right?"
"Not last I checked."
As their conversation drew to a close, Hiccup hung up with his mother and flopped back to the ground, feeling fingers skip and flutter up and down his chest and stomach, Cami and Astrid both touching him lightly.
"Which one is Mala again?"
"My cousin. You've probably only met her once... hang on, I think there's a picture in my album."
Crawling to the cupboard, Hiccup pulled out the photo album, heart thrumming in his chest as he remembered what else was supposedly happening in the pictures. The photos were from his seventeeth birthday - the time Astrid said she first realised her attraction to him as more than a brother. Mala was distinctive - tanned and tall, but only appearing in a couple of the pictures.
"Damn. That's your cousin?"
Cami was leaning over, looking very much interested. Hiccup raised an eyebrow, then remembered who he was dealing with.
"Yeah. Why?"
"Because I want to know why I've never met her."
Laughing, Hiccup closed the album and put it away.
"Because she lives in Australia, and is only in the UK once or twice a year, and not always able to visit. Although with this interview, it sounds like she might be planning to relocate."
Cami tsked.
"That's no good to me now, I'm with you guys. Ah well, I can still look."
Hiccup couldn't help but love that Cami didn't even enquire as to Mala's sexuality, just complained that she was now committed to the siblings she shared a bed with. Cami was so wild, free, unrestrained by labels and conventions. But equally she was respectful, bowed out gracefully if someone turned her down when she was 'on the pull'. Astrid hummed, thinking. Hiccup couldn't help but notice they were both still topless.
"Australian, so, your mothers side?"
"Yeah. Mom has a brother, who has a daughter. I think he also has a son somewhere from cheating on his wife, but that's a story for another day."
Crawling on top of him, Cami licked teasingly at Hiccup's nipple, running her fingers around the other as she knelt over his hips.
"So... should we at least wash the sofa cushions?"
Hiccup frowned.
"I washed them not four days ago."
Cami grinned.
"Astrid and I got bored."
Moods turned slightly more serious for a few seconds as the prospect of where Mala would sleep brought up another problem altogether.
"Your mom knows about you and Cami, so Mala will probably expect you two to share a room. But not me."
Astrid sighed, burrowing against Hiccup's side.
"We all have our own bedrooms. We can use them."
His sister frowned, shaking her head.
"Why-"
"Astrid, babe" Cami covered her cousins mouth "if you can't sleep with us, we're not going to sleep together without you."
"Exactly."
None were thrilled - Mala was staying for a week! - but they could hold out, surely. They weren't animals.
Astrid looked at them both, eyes full of emotions she could scarcely verbalise at the best of times. Then she promptly dived on Hiccup, reaching up to pull Cami into the tangle too. Sloppy kisses and touches followed, a clumsy mesh of the three of them where Hiccup scarcely knew who was who, could only chase further sensations, more skin, kissing the nearest mouth or bucking into the hand of whoever gripped him. Fingers slipped inside warm wetness, moans muffled in his neck, teeth biting fresh bruises into his chest,
Panting, his jeans twisted around his knees and both girls naked and gasping against him, Hiccup turned his head to kiss each sweaty forehead in turn. Both let out soft, happy sighs, Hiccup's smile turning frown when he saw Cami had blood on her lip.
"Are you alright?"
She touched it, fingers coming away red to Cami's own surprise. Running her tongue over to clean the mess, Hiccup could see a tiny nick, surmised there had been an especially rough kiss somewhere. Astrid's mouth was clear, but when he licked his own Hiccup tasted a faint tang with no matching soreness.
"Soooo" Cami rolled up on to all fours, pushed herself up on to her knees and ran fingers through her hair fruitlessly "when is Mala coming exactly?"
Too soon, Hiccup decided. Too soon, they were scouring the communal areas of the house for evidence of their threesomes - like sex toys in the living room, which Cami was completely unrepentant about. But it also included things like Astrid's clothes slung about in Hiccup's room, her deodorant and hair brush on 'his' (their) dressing table, all the little signs they cohabited closer than most expected. Mala was unlikely to be in his room much, but an open door may have afforded her a view.
Too soon, they were exchanging frantic last kisses. There would undoubtedly be moments to steal, as Mala was not the type to spend all day indoors, but they had jobs and this freedom they experienced was going to temporarily end.
Too soon, they were heading - as a three, because they could - to pick Mala up from the airport. Australia to England took in the region of an entire day, but Mala was an excellent flier, and scarcely seemed to know what jet lag was despite the jarring time difference; Hiccup had only been to Australia twice, and both times the travel alone took it out of him, without the dodging dangerous animals and blistering heatwaves.
"By the gods, Hiccup? Is that really you?"
Mala slung her arms around him surprisingly happily - Hiccup didn't remember her as especially tactile or affectionate. But he understood what she meant. The last time they saw each other, he'd been a flustered late-teen who could barely say goodbye on account of his height meaning he sort of... levelled with her chest. Not that Hiccup was any less awkward now, but their heights were far more equal.
"Long time no see Mala."
"Indeed. Thank you for allowing me to stay with you on such short notice."
"No worries. Isn't this the sort of thing that family is for?"
Behind Mala's back, Astrid and Cami had twin expressions of "really? Did you just say that?", arms crossed, hips cocked. It was scarcely quite so clear they were related. Mala let him go, tanned and smiling but visibly a little tired. He nudged her to turn around, introducing the other two.
"You know my sister Astrid, and this is her cousin Cami."
"Lovely to meet you both."
Several inches shorter than Mala each, Cami and Astrid scrambled in to the back of Hiccup's car for the drive back. Mala was quiet, leant back against the headrest as she acclimatised a little. Less sun, less warmth, less deadly animals as part of every day life... it was probably a change, even though Mala was a traveller who'd been in England a fair few times before.
"You can leave your bags in the utility room, the cats aren't allowed in there after someone tried to chew the washing machine wire."
"Don't blame Stormfly!"
"Well I can hardly blame Toothless. On account of him being tooth-less."
Astrid pulled a face, scooping up the pesky animal and carding fingers through her thick fur. It was a good job one of the first things Hiccup did was get Toothless neutered, else he didn't doubt litters of kittens would swarm the place like a pack of hungry, fluffy dragons they couldn't bear to part with. Mala thanked him, placing her things in there and closing the door behind her.
They'd already let both households - Eret's and Heather's - that they would probably be too busy to host anyone over the coming week, but that they'd let everyone know if it was possible for a hang-out where they could meet Mala. Still, with their shared experiences of awful families, their friends were also understanding that Hiccup might want to keep things seperate.
Hiccup tried not to flush as Mala stretched out on the sofa, lamenting that side of his families trait of height, and Mala was practically all legs, so even in First Class (her parents would never have her travel in less, she commented dryly) she was a tad cramped, especially trying to sleep. Still, it was tough to think of just how many times that sofa had borne some form of escapade or other, even with the cushion covers fresh from the dryer after washing, and a brand new throw over the seats.
"How come you seemed so surprised by Hiccup?"
"Well, he was about eight inches shorter last I saw him, with some of the youth still rounding his face and, well, not a great deal of muscle tone to speak of. Late bloomers are not uncommon on our side, though I did not get that blessing."
Hiccup nodded in agreement; Mala was a few years older than him, granted, but he had memories of being about eight, and she couldn't have been more than eleven or twelve but her body was already filling out with curves and swells while he scarcely looked old enough to go to school yet.
"Blessing?"
Cami hadn't met Mala, and Hiccup wondered how Mala's elegant dialect would clash with Cami's potty mouth. He tamped down on an unbidden image of exactly that, knowing it was a side effect of having thrown convention entirely out of the window to date Astrid and Cami. But Mala was just there to crash, take a job interview.
"When you live in a country famed for its incredible heat, being barely thirteen and already filling out your shorts and vests as a grown woman might is not desirable."
Cringing, Cami accepted the drink Astrid passed her and smiled up in thanks for a brief second before turning back to Mala.
"Oh, gods yeah. That can't have been fun."
"Indeed."
Having spent a few minutes contemplating the new arrival, Toothless finally decided to greet her and promptly leapt up onto Mala's lap, much to her surprise. He yowled in her face, demanding attention.
"Sorry about him. He has two settings. "I hate you" or "Love me!". Move, you furry pest."
Hiccup carefully peeled Toothless off of his cousin - the cat lacked teeth, not claws, and Mala would not appreciate torn clothes. Dismayed Hiccup would betray him so, the cat stalked off to sulk. Rolling his eyes fondly, Hiccup mostly sat quietly as Mala settled, Cami and Astrid both having to get ready for work - it had been barely morning when they picked Mala up, after all, and only Hiccup was off that day.
Their footsteps upstairs sounded wrong, coming from their invidual bedrooms; nobody but the cats had ever even slept in Cami's bedroom since they moved in, because her computers made the room loud and unbearably hot, and she often left them running complex programs overnight - though usually with the window open too.
Them leaving felt wrong too - no goodbye kiss from Astrid, no casual contact between the cousins. Only for a week, Hiccup told himself. Just a week.
The only upside to them leaving was probably Mala feeling free to talk. Hiccup knew things about her parents that Cami and Astrid did not, knew that the ease she showed around Hiccup was a hard won shift.
"It's cus of them, right? You applying for a job here?"
Mala shook her head, sipping delicately from her mug before she answered.
"Not at first. I applied for a job in Australia, though it was a three hour distance from the city my parents live in. They were so impressed with me that they offered a more senior, much better paid position in their head office over here. The person I would be working directly under is a stickler for proper first impressions though, and so to get the job, I had to come and attend an interview here. I will not deny getting away from those two is an attractive prospect, but the distance was a bonus."
Stifled and constrained by their constant high expectations, Mala's parents had held her to impossible standards - somehow, she'd risen to match them, but it left Mala with cracks and struggles few saw beneath the perfect, confident exterior. She rated herself incredibly highly by achievements, pushing to excel, to climb, but often at the cost of taking care of herself. Mala had referred to Hiccup as "a calming wave" once, because there were no expectations there. All Hiccup would ask for is conversation.
She'd also speculated that part of her parents pushing her into every academic, extra-curricular and 'respectable hobby' activity possible was to distract Mala herself, as though the young, fiercely intelligent girl could have missed her parents relentless infidelity to each other. They only stayed so they would not have to split their possessions. To them, Mala was little more than that. And just because Mala didn't live with them anymore, it didn't mean she stopped feeling like their presence lingered. England was a safe haven for her, but the trip was somewhat prohibitive in terms of time - and cost, though Mala had let her parents spring for the plane tickets as a 'good luck' gift, the parents in question clearly but quietly confident Mala would not get it.
Some things didn't change; Astrid and Cami still wore not much around the house, though the shorts and t-shirts were tight, and didn't cover much, they were a large step up from the girls simply strolling around naked as they would often do to tease Hiccup. The sight of pale thighs was maddening, distracting and they knew it.
Some things did change; Hiccup hadn't slept alone in months, and the minute he settled down in his too-big bed with neither girlfriend nearby, he knew it was going to be a rough weeks sleep. Astrid and Cami both texted sentiments to similar effects; they could probably sneak into his room, but Mala could very easily catch them sneaking out the next morning, or even actually in bed with him if they forgot to lock the door.
Sighing as he rolled over and clutched a pillow to his chest, Hiccup closed his eyes. One week. He could manage.
-HTTYD-
I... I don't even know. This chapter didn't go as far into the future as I wanted it to, but it is a chapter. It contains words.