FuntasticMe - It's ok I scream like a twelve year old! And thanks, I hope you enjoy my future stories!
The Cautious Quill - thank you! That's a huge compliment, since I've been out my comfort zone almost the entire time (I can write smut in my sleep but normal AND heterosexual relationships are not my forte) and yay give me prompts!
lara5170 - glad you enjoyed!
BrawlerGamer - Not especially. I don't hate Hiccstrid, I don't sit cursing at them in the movies. Although it may be that I'm a Valcup shipper at heart. My OTP are a brother and sister in Young Dracula... I think maybe I find fanfiction is a place where stuff that would never happen in a show/book can be explored. I love that, and Hiccstrid is kinda... too canon for my tastes? I guess.
That and I'm honestly a grade A freak. But I'm ok with that. I have no trouble explaining that. My issue comes from the fact I know there are people reading and enjoying this who wrote on my other stories that I should be raped and killed for being bisexual. Homophobes make the best closet gays! Just saying...
Anyway...
This chapter takes place a while after the last one. Hiccups worked at Dragon Wheels for a while, is back on better, if not good terms with his dad. Time is not necessary specific or important, but in my head it's about a year later if you need it.
This chapter will also contain pegging - That's the act of a male being penetrated anally by a female. If that's not your flavour, stop at the POV shift after Astrid gets her dream come true. I'm just really into Pegstrid apparently.
-HTTYD-
Astrid wiped her sweaty forehead, practically climbing out of the SUV engine and feeling satisfied it would work again when started up.
When she started college, Astrid had taken Psychology and English, intended to train as a counsellor. Until she saw Hiccup, and took his class to stare at him. Somewhere along the lines, she fell in love with mechanics.
Now here she was, wearing oil-stained coveralls and digging around in engines covered in grease. And loving every minute. She peeled off her latex gloves - Astrid still hated dirty nails - and turned to her boss.
"All done Stoick."
"Good work lass."
"You not gonna check it?"
Stoick bristled, but shook his head, huge beard going along with it.
"I trust you."
Astrid prided herself on being unshakable, which was something necessary working for her boyfriends father. When Stoick first offered her the job, neither Astrid or Hiccup thought it a good idea. But... Astrid refused to be afraid of him. And she didn't take the same level of flack as Hiccup, not letting Stoick overwork her or make her work feel subpar.
Still, between two full time jobs, Hiccups commute and the fact they didn't live together yet... Astrid was a little tightly wound. She'd only come off her period two days ago, and fully intended to deal with her sexual frustration very soon. Hiccup called her on her lunch break, going on about the latest prototype he was building - the Deathsong, one that would work for everyone who loved the sound of a well-running engine but a lighter bike - with exuberance, but he also had bad news.
"Its almost done, they want it finished today."
"We haven't seen each other in a week and a half!"
"I know love, I'm sorry. I promise I'll make it up to you" she heard a deep, gravelly voice laughing behind him on the other end "shut up Ryker, go eat your half a cow! I'll even let you do that thing that you like. Viggo, go away!"
"Maybe you should go, I don't want the brothers Grimborn in this conversation. Love you."
"I love you too. Tell dad I said hi."
"Yeah, say hi to your mom for me."
She hung up with a sigh, ate her lunch with a heavy frown and tried not to resent Hiccup's job. It was a good job - he got paid all year, but they only wanted him to work as a mechanic half the time. The rest of the time, they wanted him designing. He designed new bikes, upgrades for old models and, when necessary, he designed specialised models that accounted for disabilities.
With his bad leg, that was a personal cause really. Astrid had only recently found out Hiccup requested the red stripe on his bike, on the same side as his scarred leg. As a reminder that someone didn't have to be whole to be perfect. Astrid completely agreed - Hiccup was perfect to her.
Spying Stoick on the phone, Astrid gave the car she was working on a test start, hearing the engine kick up nicely. Gobber congratulated her, then called Astrid over to help move something a little too delicate for his prosthetic gripper to be used on.
"Ye might want to go clean that oil off yer face lass, the longer it's there the harder it is to get off."
Astrid tried to look up, realising it was ridiculous to try and see her own forehead, then nodded and headed to the bathroom to clean the black smudge from her forehead. It was stubborn work, even with the orange soap that did her skin no favours. Finally successful, she noted the tension in her frame even with the good distraction of her work.
She needed to get laid. Damn Hiccup's irresponsibility and constant ignition of her sex drive.
"Ye gonna be in there all day lass? Some of us need the bathroom too!"
Astrid rolled her eyes, checked all the oil was off her face and dried her hands before heading back out to get some fresh gloves on before she got back to work.
And almost ran straight into a tall, leather-bound human.
Prepared to yell at them for getting in her way, she looked up into a face she had been aching to see.
"Hiccup?"
"Surprise! I lied earlier, the Deathsong is done. Then I called dad and told him I was coming to get you. So... fancy a ride?"
Gods he was beautiful. Astrid just had to spend a minute admiring his face. And his leather. And his hands... Yep, Astrid was already ready to jump him.
"Just let me get changed."
She dashed into the changing room, stripped off her overalls and pulled on shorts, a fresh shirt. She smelled like engine oil, but Astrid just spritzed on some deodorant and decided wherever Hiccup took her, they could have sex in the shower. Jumping in to her shoes, Astrid hastened back outside to where her beautiful boyfriend waited.
His fingers stroked over her forehead, frowning
"What happened here?"
"Oil. Soap."
His face cleared, lips pressing against the sore skin and Astrid sighed happily. Gods, she'd missed him. His mouth coasted down to hers, kissing her sweetly and her heart fluttered.
"See you later dad, Gobber."
"Have fun kids!"
Gobber called after them, and Astrid caught a smile amongst the bushy beard of Stoick's face. Hiccup took her hand, led her outside and Astrid saw the bike. Heat surged between her thighs, shorts dampened at the sight and the thought of Hiccup bending her over, pushing down his bottoms and-
"Astrid?"
Hiccup was holding out a helmet for her, breaking Astrid out of her racing, perverted thoughts. His dad was right there for Thor's sake! Checking nobody would overhear them, Astrid beckoned him closer.
"We're checking an item off both our lists today."
"What did you have in mind?"
"Bike. The woods."
Hiccup's breath hitched, eyes dilating and Astrid had to excercise every bit of willpower not to look down for his erection filling out against his bottoms. As it was, she was going to have to remember not to touch it while he was steering them.
"You don't waste time."
"Need you so bad Hiccup."
Forgetting their audience for a second, Hiccup kissed her roughly, blistering as she felt gloved hands on her ass, as he pressed her into the bike, leather-clad erection digging into her. Apparently Gobber didn't appreciate the show, honking the car he was working ons horn at them and they broke apart, gasping.
"Get a room!"
Hiccup chuckled against her hairline, squeezing her ass playfully.
"Let's get out of here."
Helmets on, Hiccup kicked the bike to life beneath them and Astrid had to bite her lip to suppress a moan as it vibrated against her. She had to cling tighter to his body to account for the lacking grip of her quivering thighs, and if he didn't hurry Astrid was going to end up making a mess of his bike seat. It felt twice as intense as usual and she had to stay quiet, not wanting to risk Hiccup getting distracted by her sounds of pleasure when he was already aroused.
Thankfully, the road that turned off into uninhabited trees and woodland wasn't far, though Astrid was struggling to breathe normally from the vibrations, the smell of leather and Hiccup in her lungs and the sheer heat flooding her veins. Hiccup stopped the bike and took off his helmet, turning to help Astrid to take hers off. Both helmets fell to the ground as Astrid threw herself at him, mouth latching hungrily to his.
"Gods Astrid" he breathed the words against her lips as she tried to catch her breath "the things you do to me."
"Fuck Hiccup, I need this now."
She whined against his jaw, biting at the scruffy angular line. He kissed her again, growling in a way that made her shiver when she grabbed at his hair, sitting her on the bike and tugging the buttons of her favourite 'liberated' shirt of Hiccup's open.
"No bra? Seriously?"
"It's a perk of having smaller boobs."
"You're perfect."
He bit at the join between neck and shoulder, groping at her breasts - Stoick wouldn't dare bring up if Astrid was covered in hickeys, though Hiccup made the effort not to go too visible because she knew she always wore her hair up.
Astrid didn't care they could be found, never did when Hiccup kissed her like that, digging his fingers into her hips until she felt the bruises begin to form. Fuck, she loved when he did that. Deftly unbuttoning her shorts despite the awkward angle, Hiccup almost sobbed when he found her bare beneath them.
"Are you trying to kill me?"
"Just saving time."
He stroked her clit, drawing a hungry moan from Astrid's mouth before he somehow slid his hand back to lift her ass, yanked her shorts down and left her almost completely naked there in public. Astrid wondered if she might have an exhibition kink that matched Hiccup's outdoor kink, but stopped caring when he pulled off his glove with his teeth, when he pushed two fingers inside her.
"Gods, you're so wet Astrid."
"All for y-you."
Her shorts were pooled at her knees, stopping Astrid from widening her thighs or trapping Hiccup between them to make him fuck her. Hiccup dragged his tongue up her neck, thrusting his fingers in and out of her and Astrid moaned needily, teetering on that cliffs edge desperate to come.
"Are you close babe?"
"Fuck, so close."
Hiccup stopped, leaving Astrid burning and wanting as he pulled his fingers free and she growled in return, glaring angrily as he raked his eyes down her exposed body.
"Take off your shirt."
Astrid complied, just wanting him to get a move on and stripped the fabric off. He took it and laid it on the ground, then pushed his bottoms down and freed his cock. Swollen and flushed a gorgeous pinkish-red at the tip, oozing precum she ached to taste, Astrid looked up at him hoping he would say exactly what he did.
"On your knees."
Her shorts kicked off, Astrid hoped he appreciated that she was naked while he was basically fully dressed as she knelt on the shirt on the ground. Hiccup groaned as she licked the underside of his shaft, sucking his tip and humming as she tasted him. She heard a zipper but it was lost in the pounding of blood in her ears, only noticing when his jacket was wrapped around her shoulders.
Hiccup always took care of her - he had the view he wanted, but if they were happened upon, she would be hidden by his body one side and his jacket the other.
Satisfied she was as modest as one could be naked, fellating their boyfriend, Hiccup thrust gently into her mouth and moaned softly, pulsing against her tongue as she stroked the base with her hand.
The throbbing ache, the emptiness between her thighs made itself known once again as he pressed into her throat, groaning and carding his fingers through the loose hair at the side of her head. Astrid pulled off, enjoying his growl.
"Did I say stop?"
"No, but I did anyway. What you gonna do about it?"
Hiccup would never literally pull her up by her hair, but the tug was enough of a hint for Astrid to stand up. Her knees ached from the rough ground, Hiccup's jacket almost slipping off her to leave Astrid only in shoes amongst nature. He helped her put her arms into the jacket, surrounding her with the scent of him and leather as he claimed her mouth again. When he finally let her breathe, Astrid could see his cock jutting out, all red and pulsing and she wanted it back in her mouth.
"Over the bike."
Somehow, despite all the ways and places and times they'd had sex, this particular want of Astrid's had never been satisfied. As Hiccup placed one hand on her back and the other caressed her inner thigh, she shivered with the anticipation of it happening now. The seat crushed her breasts to her chest, bare ass up in the air and only his jacket to cover her... Astrid was in some kind of twisted heaven.
"So beautiful."
Hiccup murmured it against the sweat-damp skin of her neck, bent over to pull down the jacket collar to bite her. His damp cock rutted against her ass, drawing a soft gasp from her throat as she pushed back, didn't care what he did so long as he was inside her soon. Astrid was so aroused she could barely think, only having one sure-fire way to move him along as she breathed his name out.
"Hiccup..."
It had the desired effect, Hiccup positioning himself and burying his cock inside her with one beautiful thrust. Never had Astrid been so glad they'd gone for the tests and dispensed with condoms, because she couldn't have waited another second. Forgetting silence or at least trying to be quiet was a good idea, Astrid cried out at the sensation she had been missing for near a fortnight.
"Gods I missed you Astrid."
Astrid couldn't talk, couldn't think about anything other than whether or not Hiccup was going to move. She pushed back on him, hoping to encourage him. It worked, his short nails digging into the soft skin of her hips and she hoped the skin would break, hungered for the darts of pain as she whimpered when Hiccup withdrew only to slam back in.
"Fuck! More!"
Hiccup groaned, using the grip on her hips to hold her up a little higher and Astrid almost had to stand on her tiptoes to be the right height. It was well worth it when his rhythm increased, fucking into Astrid's body and she needed it like she needed air. Her legs shook, the bike seat grated against her bare skin. Hiccup's nails broke her skin, each tearing sensation exquisitely painful.
The second Hiccup's hand smacked her ass, Astrid broke and spasmed around him as she came violently, the sting and burn on her cheek doubling as he did it again, adding a secondary wave of pleasure-pain to Astrid's climax. She was still coming down when heat flooded inside her, Hiccup's last few thrusts so firm and deep they hurt, but she basked in the hot liquid warming her from the inside out as Hiccup gasped and grunted through his orgasm.
Astrid melted onto the bike seat, barely able to move as Hiccup slid out of her. She heard the creaking of his leathers as he righted his trousers, then lifted Astrid up slowly and turned her round. She melted into his chest instead, legs shaky as she hummed.
"Are you alright?"
"Mmm. Can you find my clothes?"
Hiccup chuckled, leaning her carefully on the bike while he retrieved her shorts from a couple of feet away. He even put them on for her. Then dug into his saddlebag and held out a clean shirt, since her own was filthy on the floor.
"Were you planning this?"
Hiccup's eyes widened as she dropped his jacket over the bike, standing there with nothing but shorts and shoes on. Astrid was too well fucked to even care if someone walked by and saw her boobs at that point. The still-blatant desire in her boyfriends eyes helped. She waited, feeling a cool breeze creep over her skin and make her nipples pebble, enjoying the way Hiccup stared.
"You think you're the only one who's been... hard up?"
Astrid couldn't help laughing at his choice of words, finally pulling on the fresh t-shirt as she thought maybe they should get going toward somewhere they could continue fucking.
"You should see what I've got planned."
Hiccup arched one eyebrow, putting his jacket back on Astrid's arms and she just knew he was remembering when she had nothing but that on.
"Can't wait."
Hiccup could take a finger or two from Astrid in his butt now. Easy. At first he had found it uncomfortable and terrifying, but now it made for many of his favourite blowjobs.
This was a little more daunting.
"Hiccup, we don't have to do this babe."
"I want to. Just nervous."
Astrid placed the dildo aside, crawling onto the bed and practically hypnotising Hiccup with her bare breasts as she pressed her body to his.
"Lay back. We'll start with what you know, and you tell me when you're ready. We can stop any time."
He nodded, leaning up to kiss her and it felt kind of odd, their roles reversed as she knelt between his thighs, smirking up at him before she made her way down his body. Astrid bit at his nipple seemingly on a whim, drawing a pleasured hiss from his throat. Lube didn't scare him, they used that all the time so the click of the tube opening wasn't scary. It was exhilarating really, a reminder of how much he discovered prostate stimulation could be.
Astrid kissed the tip of his erection with a smirk, pushing his thighs wider apart and settling comfortably between them. Hiccup focused on the fact he knew what was coming, knew he liked it as Astrid tongued the base of his shaft, rubbed lube against his ass until the muscle relaxed, permitting her finger relatively easily now.
"That's it babe, just relax."
Even as he stayed calm, breathed through the initial instinct to deny the intrusion, Hiccup marvelled at how he had this adventurous, sexy and sensual woman as his lover. Astrid waited for his body to adjust, then pressed back in with two fingers and curled them up, her aim like laser-specific as she found his prostate.
"F-fuck!"
"Gotcha."
Now that she had it, Astrid wasn't worried about that jerk his hips gave bruising her throat. She engulfed his cock with searing heat, sucking up at the tip and rubbing inside him. Hiccup could only gasp and whine and writhe, her mouth sinfully perfect already and the lightning bolts of pleasure wracking through him from those nerves her fingers pressed to.
Her fingers suddenly slipped out, forcing a hungry whine from Hiccupsw throat as she left him empty and hypersensitive. Something blunt and plastic-y and slick took their place and Hiccup clenched instinctively, thinking she had gone for the main event. She held it up and rubbed a soothing circle on his thigh, showing Hiccup it was a very unthreatening butt plug. He'd worn it before, when Astrid wanted to see how he reacted with that in his butt while he fucked her (awesome!).
"Small. Gentle. Just to help loosen you up a bit."
Now he knew, Hiccup's body permitted it fairly easily, though the initial stretch toward the flared base was one of those things he had to breathe through. Astrid left it there, tapping the base lightly to see if it was in the right spot. It sent vibrations that made him squeeze his muscles, jabbing the tip into his prostate and wracking his body with shudders.
"Got it?"
"Mhmm!"
He couldn't speak. Astrid smiled, all coy smirks and pure seductress in her features as she resumed mouthing his cock. Hiccup had never had oral sex like he got with Astrid, and he counted the gods blessings that she was willing - eager even - to do it regularly. His muscles would spasm and clench randomly as Astrid sucked him off, each time adding to it with pressure on his prostate until Hiccup was a writhing mass of raw nerves, drowning in pleasure but just about managing to breathe out
"Stop."
Astrid halted immediately, looking up from his cock with confusion and concern in those gorgeous blue eyes.
"What's wrong?"
"M'ready."
"You sure?"
He nodded, fighting to find his voice when all he wanted to do was come like a freight train, cock pulsing and straining for Astrid's pretty lips.
"Think it's better I'm close. Distracting."
"Alright then. Promise you'll stop me if it's too much?"
Hiccup nodded, grateful as could be about how Astrid had first introduced him to, then involved him in sex toy shopping. He got to pick the size of the fake penis about to go inside him. Astrid recommended average - it didn't need to go deep, just deep enough. It was about an inch and a half longer than Astrid's fingers, meaning it would hit the spot. Not too thick, so he would feel full but not pained or stretched.
She fixed it onto a harness with a special loop, the base of it complete with slot for a little vibrating bullet that would stimulate Astrid too. If this worked, they would go for something better suited to stimulate them both, but this was a trial run.
Astrid coated 'her' cock generously with lube, always telling him "when you think that's enough lube, add a little more lube", setting the bottle aside and wiping the excess substance off on Hiccup's still swollen, pulsating length. Still dancing close to the edge, Hiccup watching a thick ooze of precum rise to the top, then leak down his cock melding with oily lubricant.
"You sure?"
"I'm sure."
Astrid moved closer, kissing him and soothing some of the nerves he was ignoring. Hiccup closed his eyes for a second, focused on his breathing and on keeping his lower body lax as a damp head pressed to his loosened hole. Watching Astrid tower over him but at a different angle, one where she wasn't about to ride him, it was odd but comfortingly familiar to look up and see her. He clung to that, thought of nothing but how it was Astrid until he realised it was done - he could feel Astrid's hips against the backs of his thighs.
"See? You did great babe."
There was an ache, a stretch but Hiccup was relieved to find it didn't hurt. Astrid stroked his still-hard cock, adding to the stimulation and he moaned softly. The physical aspect was fine; the emotional aspect was intense. Never had he truly comprehended how intimate it was to be inside another person - he was inside Astrid on a near-daily basis at times. But he had never realised how deep that ran until he was the one being pushed open, filled.
Astrid managed to edge a little closer, stretch her neck to kiss him and the shift nudged up against his prostate. Hiccup gasped at the feeling, which had Astrid smiling against his lips.
"Alright?"
"Mhmm. Just go slow."
The initial discomfort had pulled Hiccup off the edge of climax but Astrid's slow, firm thrusts sent deep waves of pleasure through him. The toy nudged his prostate on each thrust, white heat rushing through him.
She moaned in response to it pressing against her, Astrid reaching and fumbling until he felt the vibrations purr into life. He could probably come from the vibrations alone, but Astrid widened her knees and thrust deeper still. They moaned in sync, something overwhelmingly erotic about how Astrid moaned like she could literally feel everything, feel herself sinking into Hiccup's body.
He could damn well feel her, back arching and hips rolling to chase the sensations of vibration and penetration. The pressure on his prostate sent bolts of heat washing through him, made him shudder and moan and he could feel his cock leaking constantly. Astrid pressed up close as deep as she could, then rolled her hips to feel the vibrations up close. Hiccup watched her bite her lip, listened to her moan hungrily before she reached for his cock.
It jerked in her grip, making Hiccup realise just how close he was from her fucking his ass. Pained, needy sounds tore themselves from his throat, raw and guttural as Astrid's movements resumed, stroking his cock in time and he couldn't hold back, muscles clenching around the toy in his ass as he came hard and hot, covering both he and Astrid with thick white stripes.
Hyperstimulated, Hiccup almost sobbed as Astrid kept thrusting and pleasure almost edged into pain, but then she was moaning and her hands fisted in the sheets either side of him as she joined him in the realm of the satisfied.
He couldn't suppress the shiver and whine as Astrid pulled out, body suddenly empty and achey as she dumped the harness and toy to one side. She used a wipe to clean him and herself of the worst of the mess, licking the last of it off her fingers with a coy smile. Then she was in his arms, kissing him and making him forget the soreness in his lower half.
"So, how was it for you?"
"I'm sore, but it was worth it. I get it now."
"Get what?"
Shifting on his side to take the pressure off his back and bottom, Hiccup also got to look at Astrid and her beautiful face a little closer.
"When you say it's a good hurting."
"Good man. I'm gonna go run us a bath, then if you're lucky I'll give you a rubdown after."
Hiccup chuckled, kissed Astrid and watched her naked body sashay away, carrying the toy off to clean it in the sink while he listened to the bath run. He smelled lemongrass on the air, knowing that was her favourite bubble bath. He probably wouldn't be publicising that he let his girlfriend top, but Hiccup knew he was lucky to have such a girl who was willing to try all the things her wicked mind could come up with.
-HTTYD-
*chanting* Pegstrid! Pegstrid!
If you've never touched your prostate, you can't say this is weird. Because you don't know that it's awesome.
Now on to the next epilogue.