RedLegoManiac - well thank you, I still think it looks awkward as fuck but I'm glad not everyone does! I haven't written anything of the two showering together, so congratulations on prompting chapter 25!

25 chapters, 50 favourites, 20,000 views and (roughly) 100,000 words... And I made it to updating daily every day! This has been an adventure and a half with you guys.

Another past chapter. Mostly fluff and more fluff. In the shower. Wet fluff.

-HTTYD-

"Need a ride?"

"I'm coming to your house you dolt. I mean, I can go home with your mom if you want but you might be lonely in bed."

Hiccup couldn't help laughing as Astrid looked deadly serious, then broke out into a grin.

"By all means, leave me for my mother. At least I'll know she's with someone good."

Astrid joined in his laughter, rubbing at the sore muscle in the back of her neck while Hiccup put his boots on. They headed out toward his bike, Astrid's beautiful face vanishing beneath her helmet and jacket covering her slender body.

The trip back to his home was uneventful, except how Hiccup loved feeling Astrid wrapped around him which often combined with the vibration of the seat and the purr of the engine to be a little distracting. Astrid hopped off the back first, taking off her helmet while Hiccup wheeled the bike into its usual spot. She grabbed a handful of his jacket when Hiccup had his helmet off, pulling his mouth to hers. He loved kissing Astrid.

"What took you so long? I heard your bike stop almost ten minutes ago..." Valka looked up, seeing their flushed cheeks and shook her head "in fact? Never mind. I don't want to know."

Hiccup felt his face burn, but Astrid was unfazed.

"Don't worry, we didn't defile your driveway."

Trying not to laugh, Hiccup took off his boots by the door.

"You wanna order dinner mom? I'm dying for a shower."

Valka nodded, smiling as Hiccup was semi-dragged along by his girlfriend toward his room, then kissed thoroughly. Before his eyes, Astrid began undressing, then leant over in only her cute blue briefs to retrieve her shower bag.

"You coming?"

They'd never done that before. Hiccup could only stare as Astrid smirked, bare breasts somewhat distracting until he realised she was waiting.

"Is that ok with you?"

"Do you think I'd invite you if it wasn't?"

"Uh, good point."

Hiccup tried not to appear ridiculously eager as he undressed, following Astrid to the bathroom in his boxers. Her back, littered with an array of scars and a few freckles, stretched as she leant to turn the shower on, the sound of water splashing down the bottom of the cubicle fading as Hiccup reached out to touch each one he knew the story of.

"You doing the scar map again?"

Astrid arched her back as his fingers stroked over her spine, mewling in pleasure at his touch.

"Fell out of a tree. Learning to ride a bike. Skateboarding accident. Disagreement with a cat" he traced the three lines, below that a shiny patch like a burn scar "fell badly on a gymnastics mat."

"My body tells of adventures. And that I used to be clumsy."

Hiccup slid his arms around her bare waist, feeling her back press onto his chest and just basked in holding her for a minute. She turned in his arms, their foreheads resting together and Hiccup continued to count the gods blessings that this perfect woman had given him a second chance.

"Come on, we should shower before our food comes."

Astrid prompted, immediately distracting him by dropping her pants and standing naked before him. Thor, she was beautiful. Astrid brought him back around by pulling his boxers down, trailing one finger along the underside of his half-hard cock.

"Earth to Haddock."

"It's hardly my fault you are breathtaking to behold."

They stepped beneath the spray - it was a snug fit, but they hardly minded touching. Astrid's golden hair became a dark wheatish river down her back, Hiccup indulging in the sight of her with her head tipped back to ensure it was all wet through. He picked up her shampoo, squeezing a hearty dollop into his palm and Astrid smiled before turning to let him wash her hair. She melted as he rubbed her scalp, letting out gentle exhalations of enjoyment as his fingers worked the suds in.

The strawberry scent was sweet and alluring, followed by conditioner in the same scent that he was again allowed to do for her. Any time spent touching Astrid was time well spent. Washing her hair was one thing; washing her body was another entirely. Astrid didn't make a move to stop him as slippery fingers worked soap across her breasts, moaning softly when he thumbed over her nipples.

"Don't start; we don't have time before dinner."

She scolded lightly, but still let him finish working the fruity gel across her body. Astrid took the opportunity to soap his hair thoroughly, but Hiccup sent her to dry her hair while he washed quickly - as fun as showering together was, he didn't want to knock her with a bony elbow or something while he washed up.

Astrid stole his hairdryer (helmets on wet hair were uncomfortable!) while Hiccup massaged his leg scar, both cozily wrapped up in their pyjamas with Astrid's hair gloriously free and running in soft waves down her back. Her fringe still hung over her face, brushed aside absent-mindedly as she typed out a text to Heather - something to do with Dagur from her mumbling, but Hiccup didn't pry.

The pizza arrived, everyone filling their bellies and fending off Toothless while they watched nonsense TV. Valka threw the two an indulgent smile as Astrid placed herself on top of Hiccup, laying comfortably on his chest while he laid on his back. He wasn't going to complain about being a large, boyfriend-shaped pillow. Not when he could play with Astrid's soft, sweet smelling hair and she was tracing random shapes across his chest.

"Much as I wish never to disturb you milady, your hip is pressing on my bladder and I fear I'll have an accident if I don't go to the bathroom soon."

Astrid carefully sat up, rolling her eyes.

"You coulda just said you need to pee. Go on" she slid off him "away with you."

Hiccup managed to stand up, heading to the bathroom. When he got back, his mother had committed a terrible betrayal.

She had the baby pictures out.

Astrid was cooing and laughing over the pictures, his mother pointing out that despite his premature arrival and low weight, he had some very chubby cheeks. There were dozens of pictures of him with dragon themed toys, mostly in his mouth as he was teething or balanced on his head as he charged around imitating them.

"They only go up to when he had his accident, he never let us take any afterward. Even wearing trousers. The only chart I have of him getting older are his school photos."

"I'm sorry mom."

It seemed they hadn't noticed him coming back in, both women looking up from the album.

"Its in the past son."

Hiccup still felt bad - his shame around his scar had plagued his life for over a decade, and now he realised it had been affecting his mother too. Astrid looked between them, then leapt up.

"Still, we're going to make up for it starting now."

"We are?"

She nodded, grabbing her phone and lifting it up to take a picture of the two of them with it. She looked like a beautiful fairy nymph, all loose waves of golden-blonde hair and beaming grin. Hiccup's awkward self couldn't compare, but there was something corny and cute about the typical 'couple' picture.

Next she directed both Haddocks together, then held up her phone and clicked a picture of the mother and son smiling at each other. Hiccup felt awkward still, but he went along with it.

"I'm going to text these to you, then you're going to print them off with your fancy scanner printer thing Mr artist. On you go."

Hiccup knew arguing was futile, following her orders and connecting his phone to the printer wirelessly, printing the pictures out in landscape 'camera print' size. Taking them back out to his mother, Hiccup was thrown by her smile. She placed them in the first blank page of the album, wiping at suddenly wet eyes.

They weren't professional jobs, but the pictures captured moments in time, emotional bonds and a happiness flowed through the images. His mother was so happy she was crying, for Thors sake. Astrid had a touch of smug pride around her smile, throwing an arm around Valka.

"I promise to start taking more pictures of him, whether he complains or not. I'll fill a whole album for you."

"Thank you Astrid."

Valka hugged Astrid, then stood up and threw her arms around her son.

"You have yourself a wonderful girl there."

She wasn't wrong. Hiccup returned the fierce embrace of his mother and resolved to remember this reaction whenever Astrid threatened him with a camera. These two women didn't care about his scar. They cared and loved him for who he was, even scarred by his own idiocy as a boy.

The fifteen year gap in the photo album - his school photos were in a separate one - offered a yawning crevasse in his personal timeline, but Hiccup knew his mother didn't want him feeling guilt over it. That energy could be better spent elsewhere. Like picking up his mother and hearing her squeal in protest, wriggling for freedom and Toothless yapped defensively, warning Hiccup not to hurt Valka - the woman was absolutely the dogs favourite.

"Put me down!"

"I'm just giving you an extra special hug!"

"You daft boy!"

He eventually put her down, watching her laugh and feeling glad to have made his mother smile again. She kissed his nose then rubbed her own against it, the way she had always done when he was a boy.

"Love you son."

"Love you mom."

Valka smiled, ruffled his hair affectionately and gave him another squeeze.

"I'm off to bed. Just make sure the albums go away when Astrid's done looking at them."

"Night mom."

"Night Valka."

"Goodnight kids. Come on Toothless."

Hiccup watched her head toward her side, then plopped down next to Astrid who was flicking through the first one - all baby Hiccup.

"Wow, your mom has barely aged a day in twenty years!"

Her youthful face was indeed as fresh as it had been when Hiccup was born, only a few streaks of silver along her hair marking two decades.

"Her mother was the same. Hang on" Hiccup flipped through the other albums, finding what he wanted "here, my maternal grandmother. She was about sixty when that was taken. She had my mom late, struggled to have kids but along came mom."

The woman had been the one to pass on green eyes, the high cheekbones but the autumn hair colour had come from Valka's own father. Astrid looked over to see Hiccup's grandparents, absorbing the images of a toddler Hiccup perched on the middle-aged couple's laps opening birthday gifts.

"Wow."

"Then there's dads parents. You've seen my gramps now, but you should see his late wife."

Hiccup managed to locate the ones of his fathers parents - his grandpa had been a 'hiccup' too, but the man had a hefty wife that had obviously passed on some of the breadth to her son.

"That's a lot of gingers."

"Yeah. That was my third birthday, and you see how I was about the size of my grandma's forearm?"

"You were cute though."

They pored over the pictures for what could have been hours, but Hiccup had stopped feeling embarrassed by the time they were done; Astrid wanted to know his family, and as only one of his grandparents was still alive, these pictures and his memories were all he could offer on them. Astrid absorbed it all, wanting as much of Hiccup's history as he could give.

"I'll put these away... want some tea before bed?"

Astrid shook her head, cocking her head to ogle his ass as he bent down to put the albums back in their ascribed spot.

"I mean, if you want to drink tea then do by all means, but I'm honestly more eager to get to bed."

His cheeks flushed as she checked him out, never quite prepared for the heat in Astrid's gaze, the evidence that she found him so appealing. Switching off the TV, he turned to his girlfriend.

"Lead the way milady."

Astrid smiled, taking him by the hand and leading him toward his room. He flicked off the lights on their way, plunging them into near darkness save for the moonlight streaming in through Hiccup's still-open windows. Astrid looked ethereal, hair almost white as her skin glowed beneath the moons shine, stealing his breath away.

"Take off your clothes."

She obeyed his quiet murmur, lifting off her shirt and tossing it aside, then bending to drop her bottoms and underwear.

"Lie on the bed. I want to see you in the moonlight."

Astrid went, cute butt wiggling enticingly in the air as she crawled up the bed before gracefully turning over, laying herself across his dark covers completely bare. Her hair fanned out around her shoulders, skin glowing like porcelain as she smiled up at him.

"You joining me tonight Night Fury?"

"Mmm. Gods, I could look at you forever."

"I'd rather you did it up close."

Hiccup stripped out of his tunic and dropped his bottoms, clambering up on the bed next to her and Astrid wrapped her arms around him, mouth seeking his immediately. Her skin was smooth and soft against his, smelling of the body wash Hiccup had been privileged enough to slowly rub across her body. Astrid was just... every kind of perfect.

They twined together slowly, almost lazily. Astrid's thighs locked around his hips, hands in his hair and hungry kisses on his lips. Hiccup drowned himself happily in her soft gasps, watching her back arch and her hair spread across the bed a river of white gold. Astrid's pleading moans echoed against his ear as she trembled beneath him, moonlight glowing on her breasts as her body bowed under the climax.

Basking in the afterglow with her, Hiccup enjoyed the way Astrid burrowed into his arms and nuzzled beneath his jaw. He stroked her hair, loving the contented mewls she let out.

"Why did your scar bother you so much? I mean, I get it at puberty when you wanted to impress girls and all that. But kids are usually not that bothered."

Hiccup sighed to himself, fingers aimlessly patterning themselves across Astrid's bare back and reminding himself she didn't just tolerate his scars, she liked them.

"It wasn't the scar really, it was that it reminded me of my dads disappointment. Physio and a permanent note not to do P.E ... I was already weedy and weird, and then I was an artist who couldn't play sports. Every time I looked at the scar, I saw my dad tutting when I fell, heard him telling me to try and toughen up when I was dosed with painkillers after surgery."

Astrid growled, running a hand down his chest to make soothing circles on his stomach.

"Did it ever occur to your dad that maybe, just maybe you were your own person and not an extension of him?"

"Uh... no. Not until you and mom made me realise I didn't have to live in his shadow forever."

Astrid burrowed tighter into his hold, arm wrapping around his waist as she embraced him.

"You would have gotten there without me. Your mom already brought it out in you. And you were already who I wanted remember? I didn't change you that much."

"In here you did."

Hiccup moved her hand to his heart, letting her feel it thrum beneath their joined fingers.

"Well obviously, this is mine" she tapped her fingers over his heartbeat, smiling up at him "but don't forget you spent months giving me those looks that ruined my underwear every class. I'm betting your dad didn't teach you that."

He remembered that, unable to help himself from testing to see if the look on Astrid's eyes was interest or his own wishful thinking. Those shared smirks and watching her squirm in her seat... they had been the highlight of his otherwise dull, numb days for months.

"I can't really say I'm sorry about that. I love how... primal you get. I still can't believe my luck, pretty much every girl before you was so shy and meek about sex. Then there's you, with a dirty mouth, a dirtier mind and this uninhibited passion that drives me crazy."

Astrid giggled, coquettish and cheeky as she sat up next to him, stretching her arms up and baring her breasts again as the covers slid off her torso.

"My first boyfriend expected that. He hated that I didn't lie there and take it while proclaiming he had the best dick ever, but I wanted to explore. Sex was fun, he just didn't care much for making it fun for me. And I wasn't having that. So I ditched him, had a few hook ups so I could try things out but not care much what they thought. Then my last boyfriend Casper, he was the first to be interested in some proper exploration. I have to say, you're even more adventurous than him."

"Is that good?"

"Definitely. That was one of the first things I told Heather about us... best sex ever."

"I should disapprove of you saying such things to a student."

"Shouldn't you be disapproving of fucking your student too?"

"Not when its you."

She grinned, tongue poking between her teeth cutely.

"Right answer."

Hiccup got to fall asleep with her in his arms again, his favourite way to visit the realm of dreams. Astrid huffed and wrinkled her nose as she shifted to get comfortable, then settled where Hiccup could watch her sleep with half her face still cast into an ethereal glow by the moon. Her pretty pink lips stuck out slightly in a pout, half-smiling at the side. He wondered if she was having a good dream.

Waking with her had yet to get old, especially when Astrid was fond of taking advantage of his morning wood, stroking him lazily and smiling as she watched him shudder and gasp through the sleep-softened climax.

"Morning to you too."

"You're so cute when you come, especially when you only just woke up."

"Hey, I'm not complaining."

He nuzzled at her neck, placing a few kisses there but knowing they needed to move - Astrid was currently covered in his ejaculate, and if he wanted to kiss her properly they needed to brush their teeth. But that didn't stop the bed being cosy.

"C'mon, up before I'm stuck to the bedcovers."

There went the moment. Still, Hiccup's bladder was in agreement. They got up, cleaned up and got back in their pyjamas, heading out to start breakfast. Astrid sleepily slurped her coffee, smiling over at where Hiccup was mixing up omelettes. His mother seemed drawn to the sound and smell of cooking, sleepily wandering out to pour food into Toothless' bowl and opening the back door for the hound to barrel around outside.

"Morning you two. Sleep well?"

"Brilliantly. You?"

"Very well thank you."

"Mushrooms mom?"

"Oooh, yes!"

Valka perched down on the sofa sipping her tea, sleepily chatting with Astrid until they were called over by Hiccup to retrieve their freshly made breakfast. Astrid made happy sounds as the flavours hit her tongue, not quite the pornstar sandwich level but still highly appreciative.

"Are you two joining me today?"

Hiccup cast a checking glance at Astrid, getting a nod in return.

"Yep. It's vet day right?"

"Mhmm. Luckily I don't think any of our residents are sick, so it ought to be a short, sweet visit."

"I wonder if Drago will bite the vet again."

His mother chuckled, holding out her hand to take their empty plates on her way.

"How long until we need to go?"

"Just shy of an hour, why?"

"I'm never up so early when I'm at home. You're lucky I didn't just kill you for waking me."

"You woke me up!"

"Hush."

Hiccup rolled his eyes but smiled fondly as Astrid pouted over at him. He couldn't get enough of spending time with her, especially with his mother watching and looking joyful at how happy he now was with Astrid. They headed off to get ready, Astrid first braiding her hair then tying a smaller, almost invisible braid in the side of his hair. She smiled to herself as she looked at it, then turned to pull on a t-shirt.

"Am I keeping this?"

"Yep. Means you can remember me when I'm not here."

"Astrid, I can promise I do that anyway."

She turned and smiled, shrugging off-handedly.

"Just making sure."

Astrid's hungry eyes raked over him as he put on his leathers, knowing they could have gotten a ride with Valka but... he just liked the way she looked at him too much. She gave similar looks to the scar on his leg, a positive from the accident as a boy.

Falling in love with a student had turned out to be his best accident yet.

-HTTYD-

I'm calling this done! Thanks to everyone who's been along for the ride.

I have a Hiccstrid story on my list, but its gotta wait. It'll be called 'Feel The Music' but could be a month or two before I even start it.

So... unless I get one shot requests for Hiccstrid, you hardcore shippers will want to avoid my updates as they'll basically contain everything but Hiccstrid. (hint; inbox is always open!)

Alright, I'm waffling. This is over! I'm proud of myself for 25 chapters in 24 days, but I'll never do this to myself again haha.