HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHIP!
In case it wasn't clear, this is a birthday gift for ShipMistress!
Basically a sequel to Score, but it's not necessary to have read that first?
-HTTYD-
Astrid leant forward, bottom lip between her teeth as she pulled out every good move she had left, and there was a grunt to her left of disappointment as Astrid reigned victorious yet again.
"Yes!"
Hiccup groaned, dropping the controller and applauding her sarcastically. Astrid stuck her tongue out, grinning. Most of his games were boring, but some caught her attention and so now gaming was something they could do together, rather than her sitting next to him, bored out of her mind.
"Alright, alright, you win! You always win!"
What was he expecting, really? Astrid was naturally very competitive, after all. Dropping her controller too, Astrid turned over and straddled Hiccup, kissing him until his little frown went away and was replaced by a smile. She knew he was into it, really - Hiccup found her competitive streak sexy, and more often than not a sound thrashing on the screen led to shed clothes and forgotten teammates.
"I'm gonna run to the bathroom, then we can play co-op and you can show me off to your friends instead if you want?"
Hiccup nodded, smiling as he ran hands lazily down her sides and legs before letting her go for her bathroom break. Astrid returned with snack bars, then they got set up again soon after and found a group game to play. Hiccup was in his element - they worked fantastically together, and she made the other players jealous it seemed, judging by the chatter over the headsets as they made their way through the levels.
"But girl gamers suck!"
Astrid laughed.
"I'd believe you if you weren't currently losing to a girl. Ask Hunter over there, he heard us fuck once cus I was bored of Hiccup ignoring me."
"Astrid!"
Hiccup spluttered, cheeks flushing as the guys they were playing with all seized on the information, quizzing if it was true - other times people had flat out accused her of just being a slightly high-voiced male, because of course a girl couldn't play as well as boys. Coming out on top yet again, Astrid winked at her still-flushed boyfriend as they moved on to the next round.
Astrid didn't let the console take up all their time though, cutting off an hour or so later so they could have dinner together and chat, spending time just the two of them and Hiccup was far easier to drag away from games than he used to be, which was good else she really would have taken a bludgeon to the damn thing.
"When are you gonna get it" Astrid grinned, watching Hiccup's character lose to hers yet again "that I will always beat you at these things, no matter what?"
Hiccup's eyes glittered, and Astrid sensed some form of challenge coming - he was competitive too, but focused, liked specific contests rather than an overall 'win' type thing. Astrid wasn't that choosy so long as she won. He stretched his arms out until a click! sound came from his shoulder, then turned to Astrid.
"Remember that time you ruined my game?"
"You mean when I fucked you to get you off the damn thing? Vividly."
It had been a particularly good, much-needed lay, after all. Well, one of several they'd had that day...
"Well, yeah, but I was referring more to the initial distraction."
"Where I gave you head?"
Hiccup nodded, mouth turning up at the side in his lopsided, smirking smile that had Astrid's interest.
"Yeah. How about we see who can really win under any circumstance?"
"Are you suggesting we take turns playing while getting oral?" Hiccup nodded, and it took Astrid all of six seconds to respond with "I'm in!"
Hiccup grinned, and they flipped a coin to see who was going first, which then ended in giggles when they realised they hadn't specified which first they were going for. Trying again, they landed on Hiccup playing his single player game first, while Astrid went down on him. She wasn't complaining; she'd still get off, and know what score Hiccup got that she needed to beat.
He helpfully undid his jeans before getting comfortable, Astrid gamely waiting for him to start before she did. Hiccup was half hard before she got him in her mouth, humming as she felt him swell further between her lips. He shifted slightly, mindful not to knock her head with his elbow as he adjusted the controller and continued playing. The button pressing was a little loud from her current position, but Astrid ignored it and swirled her tongue in lazy shapes, waiting for what she knew Hiccup would say.
"If that's all ya got, I'm winning easy."
Smirking to herself, Astrid relaxed her throat and dropped her head as far down his shaft as she could, swallowing to increase the sensations and feeling incredibly smug as Hiccup yelped in surprise, actually letting go of the controller with one hand that landed next to hers on the bed. Pulling up with a breathless smile, Astrid winked.
"You were saying?"
He wisely shut up, and Astrid resumed what she was doing. Somehow Hiccup seemed to have forgotten she was pretty damn good at reducing him to a babbling, incoherent mess with her mouth when she wanted to, and she was keen to remind him of such a fact. She didn't play around that time, dragging her tongue along his frenulum until Hiccup whimpered, drawing the tip into her mouth and sucking harshly to feel his thigh muscles twitch, humming playfully around his shaft and grinning when he moaned weakly. Each bob of her head pulled sweetly needy noises from his mouth, changing to guttural grunts whenever Astrid let him nudge her throat.
It was a hard won skill, but Astrid had taken on her gag reflex and won and it was well worth it to have Hiccup so utterly at her mercy for those seconds she held him in the vice of her throat, heard him whine and plead for her to stop torturing him. Astrid had somewhat lost track of how long she worked him, intentionally drawing it out until she was sure his full attention was on her. When she heard the game pad hit the bed next to her, Astrid redoubled her efforts and felt Hiccup twitch against her tongue, heard his panting, breathy words as he told her he was close.
When she lifted herself from his lap, wiping her mouth and enjoying his red cheeks and heavy breathing rather a lot, Astrid turned to check his score on the screen. It was barely even half of his usual average score, and Astrid felt as though she could have done better, but she also reckoned she'd have no trouble kicking his ass if that was what she had to beat. He scoffed when she wrote his score down, but Astrid wouldn't put it past him.
Rather than fiddle with it later, Astrid shimmied out of her underwear and hopped back on the bed - her skirt wasn't long enough to be really in the way, and she felt a bit weird about just sitting in bed with socks and shirt on but nothing in between. Especially since the socks in question were her big green fluffy socks.
It took a little figuring out how to arrange themselves at first, and Hiccup gave up trying to work anything else out and had Astrid straddle his face while she looked at the monitor, with a solemn promise to hold her up - dropping Astrid would be considered cheating, he said with a grin. Satisfied he had a good grip on her, Astrid hit play as Hiccup got to work. There was no way he was going to win.
Somewhere in all Astrid's competition-addled brain, she'd forgotten just how damned good Hiccup was at oral. At first she managed alright, going through the familiar motions on the buttons as Hiccup's tongue roamed her at his leisure, getting her wet and building the heat. It was quite an enjoyable mix, actually, lazy waves of warm pleasure rolling through her as she let her confidence make her a little lax, working her way through the mission with no real drive - her score would be fine, or at least better than his.
And then Hiccup really went for it, and Astrid realised all too soon she was the one trapped over his mouth, tongue merciless against delicate, sensitive nerves. Her fingers clutched at the controller, but her motor control was rapidly declining the more Astrid found herself unable to focus on anything but Hiccup, and as he tormented her further Astrid's eyes kept falling closed, making it impossible to even see what she was doing on the screen.
She gave up, uncaring as his lips sealed around her clit and sucked lightly, fingers failing to grip the controller any longer and it was probably only luck the thick and clunky plastic didn't hit him in the head. Astrid hadn't finished the mission, score nowhere near Hiccup's and in that moment she could not have cared less, attention firmly on riding his face as he continued to give his all to bringing her off. One hand moved from her thigh to grab her ass, squeezing and landing a swift smack! there - Hiccup knew it could help push her over the edge when she was close, well-versed in the signs of her body and when to apply such dirty tricks in their little competition.
He didn't have to know she'd already tapped out of it.
Achingly close, Astrid pushed against his tongue more urgently, whimpering under her breath and feeling her whole body tighten as her thighs squeezed his head. Hiccup didn't slow until he felt her full-body shakes, clamping his hands tight on her hips to keep her upright as Astrid tumbled over the edge and let the pulsing heat consume her.
A few teasing licks had Astrid shuddering with those pleasure-pain jolts, Hiccup finally relenting and helping her lift just enough for him to squirm out from under her, smug smile and wet face indecently arousing despite the fact she'd just come. He wiped his face lazily on his t-shirt, noting Astrid's failed mission and abysmal score.
"So, what were you saying earlier about always winning?"
"Shut up."
He chuckled, crawling over to wrap his arms around her and nuzzle the back of Astrid's hair, knowing she couldn't resist a post-orgasm cuddle no matter how much he bugged her.
"It's ok. You can beat me at everything else. I really don't mind if my skill in life is oral so good you can't finish a game."
Astrid couldn't help laughing, twisting in his hold to kiss him.
"Best two out of three?"
"You're on."
-HTTYD-
Me: happy birthday here is some smut.
