A Changing World
Act 2
Chapter 21: Epilogue Two
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"Ah, we meet again Gobber. I take it you found my brother and his allies?" a chain bound Viggo asked with a smile as the two limbed man stopped outside his cell.
Gobber glanced at Hoark, who was on guard duty outside his cell. "Give us five minutes, Hoark. Won't take very long."
Hoark brought out the key to open Viggo's cell, nodding in acceptance as he did so. "Alright, five minutes, but make it quick. I'm changing with another guard soon."
"Did more than find them. They're dead," he answered Viggo after finally entering the cell. At Gobber's words, Viggo's smile disappeared, appearing on Gobber's face instead.
"I see," Viggo muttered, tight-lipped. "I suppose you're here to let me go?"
"No. Because we never said we would let you go after you told us what happened. Even if we had, you conveniently didn't tell us that Dagur and your former allies were working together. The bottom line Viggo, is this cell is your new home."
He frowned at Gobber then. "This is hardly the way to treat an ally."
Gobber snorted. "An ally? You? After all you and your brother have done? You're lucky you're not going to be blood eagled as a general of Drago for the attack on Berk, or banished and sent to Outcast Island. Being locked in a cell for good is the best you can hope for."
Gobber turned then, heading for the cell door and Viggo's frown morphed into a scowl, directed at his back. "So Berk is a wretched rock filled with liars, crooks and the insane, lovers of dragons. I should have known sooner."
Gobber stopped in his tracks in front of the cell door but didn't turn around at the jab. "This is coming from you, the biggest crook and murderer in the Barbaric Archipelago, who is still alive that is. I'd rather live with dragons than be like you. Enjoy your stay, Viggo. And don't even think about escaping. Wherever you go, we will make sure to find you and bring you back here. Hoark, open the cell. We're done here."
Viggo didn't respond to that and nothing else was said by either of them until Gobber left the cell a few moments later.
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"We'll do it, if we can visit you and everyone else, or you can visit us together, as much as possible," said Ren, after he and Nora heard the request from Hiccup and Astrid.
"Can't speak for the others, but we'll visit you as much as we can," said Hiccup, with Astrid nodding along.
"Would be nice to not be busy for once," she commented.
"Yeah, now can you show us around? We know that you can work in a forge. I for one want to see you make something," said Nora.
"Okay… like what?"
"A hammer. Make a war hammer. That would be nice to see, as it's kinda my thing," she replied, grinning eagerly.
Hiccup grinned in turn. "Alright then. Follow me."
Hiccup led the way to the forge, where the group saw it casting an orange glow, out past the door.
"Who's using the forge?" Muttered Hiccup, not speaking to anyone in particular as he stopped by the door. Then he gazed into the sole window the building had. "Tuffnut?!" He exclaimed in surprise.
Astrid blinked at that. "What? Really?"
Hiccup looked back at her. "Apparently so. See for yourself, Milady," he muttered, stepping aside to let her see as well. There, she spotted Tuffnut standing by the hearth, wearing an apron over his clothes.
"Is there something wrong with me working here?" A now slightly irked Tuffnut Thorston asked them.
"Not wrong per say, just… unexpected. Like Snotlout not trying to flirt with Astrid or Fishlegs being the best warrior of our generation," explained Hiccup.
"Ah yeah, or like my sister getting married and Fishlegs becoming heir."
"Yeah… so who is the blacksmith that is teaching you all this stuff?" Wondered Astrid.
"Uh, nobody at the moment, since he stepped out, but it's Birger Larson; Gustav's father."
"He knows how to work in a forge? Isn't he a farmer?" She queried.
"He knows now. It took a while for him to get the hang of it, and even longer for me to catch up, but we got there eventually."
"Who taught him?" Asked Hiccup.
"Some Blacksmith who washed up on the shore during a storm in the winter after you and Gobber left. He stayed about a year to teach Birger how to Blacksmith, before leaving. Nobody's seen him since then."
"Alright, less talking, more forging!" Declared Nora. "I want to see a war hammer being made!"
"Coming right up!" Tuffnut exclaimed, his body language screaming enthusiasm as he turned and started increasing the temperature of the fire in the hearth with the bellows.
"Well he looks excited. I'm going in to see how well he can forge," stated Hiccup.
"I will too," decided Ren.
As Nora and Astrid stood watching the trio working away within the forge, Nora stepped closer to the axe wielder. "How good is he in bed?"
Astrid stared at her for a long moment, even as her cheeks turned pink at the bluntness of the question. "I'm sure you've heard."
Nora blushed as certain thoughts came to mind. "I want details. I want Ren to make me feel just as good when we try it."
"Ah. Well, we found a book that helps. I can give it to you, but you can't tell anyone here about it. No Vikings can know."
"I'll make sure to keep it between us, but why?"
"Because if it got out that Hiccup and I were having sex outside of wedlock, we would be in trouble. Even more when everyone finds out I'm pregnant."
"Got it."
"I can also fill you in on some things that he tried in Mistral. Maybe they'll work just as well on you as they did for me."
Nora smirked. "I'd like to try that, but I have one more question." Her smirk disappeared. "What makes you want to become a mother so badly?"
"Simply to have a family again. I lost my parents at age ten, if you remember what Hiccup said."
"Alright."
"Is that all you wanted to know?"
"Mhm. Ren and I are also orphans, after all. But enough about all that." Nora smirked again, nodding at the forge. "Why don't we just watch the show?"
Astrid glanced at the trio within the building, each of them shirtless now, then back at the ginger-haired hammer wielder on her left. "You got it Nora," she replied seconds later, matching her companion's smirk.
Then the duo stared at their respective man, letting their eyes wander freely.
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Later, Hiccup and Astrid lay on their bed in their home, entirely naked, covered in sweat, panting gently and loins aching pleasantly.
"You know, I heard you and Nora talking about the black book," Hiccup began.
"You did, did you?" asked Astrid, before her hand drifted low and took hold of his manhood.
"Mhm. I approve, but I don't know if Ren will be able to handle all of that," he murmured.
Astrid started stroking his length. "I guess we'll know soon. Up for another round?"
"I guess," Hiccup shrugged. "We should try and find Yang someone, shouldn't we? Besides Ruby, she's the only person we know who doesn't have someone."
"I think you're forgetting Gobber and Jaune, babe."
"Well Jaune had Pyrrha. But I see your point. Gobber has never had anyone. Maybe we should do something about that for them too."
"You can think of something later, babe. Right now, I want the bad boy in me."
Hiccup glanced down at his now erect cock. "As you wish, Milady."
Grinning, she moved to line her opening with him and descended until he was buried to the hilt within her, her breath hitching as her inner walls were stretched wide to accommodate him.
"Are you okay?" He asked her, concerned. "You look quite uncomfortable."
"I'll be fine. Do what you do best, babe," she said, rocking her hips to prove her point.
"Alright, just let me know if it gets too much for you."
"Will do. Now, hurry it up babe."
Nodding, he started rocking his hips, beginning to push her to orgasm again; the fourth time that night.
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"So, for the benefit of those not in the know, Dagur the Deranged was killed, leading to myself and others deciding on his successor. For the first time in Berserker history, and indeed, the history of the Barbaric Archipelago, we have three chieftains; Lie Ren, Nora Valkyrie and Heather, on a rota system during different periods of the year," announced Frode.
Alvin, Frode, Bertha, Cami, Mogadon, Thuggory and the aforementioned trio were in attendance for a thing in Berk's Great Hall, the Berserker and the Meathead chief and heir having arrived last; reaching Berk's harbour within an hour of each other, just that morning.
Five days had passed since the death of Dagur and his allies, and it was currently late afternoon, with the sun less than an hour from beginning its descent.
"What caused this arrangement?" Asked Bertha.
"It was a condition Ren and Nora required to be met, allowing Heather to act as Alvin's heir and Ren and Nora to visit their home in turn," replied Frode. "They met with me to discuss it at midday, four days ago."
Bertha and Cami both grinned broadly at that answer. "I'd never thought I'd see the day when three girls would be in charge of an island."
Hiccup snorted. "One of those 'girls' is actually male, Bertha."
Bertha's eyes snapped to his, then to the three, in turn, gazing at Ren and Nora who stood side by side, then Heather, who was beside Alvin. "Truly? Which one of them is that?"
"That would be me," said Ren, a small smile forming on his face. "It's an easy mistake to make, with my long black hair and pink eyes."
"Indeed," Bertha looked at Hiccup again before smirking. "I do believe this is the second time I've said something, then been proven wrong immediately afterwards." Then her gaze fell on Astrid and she winked. "Am I in the clear?"
"This time, yeah," replied Astrid, following up with a wink of her own.
"Well, now that we are all aware of the main reason for this thing, why don't we leave the treaty signing for tomorrow? I'd much prefer to party after sailing all the way to this dragon nest of an island," said Mogadon.
"Can hardly be called a nest when there are only three dragons around," muttered Valka. "But I also would like to leave the treaty signing for now and show our guests how we celebrate here. What say you Stoick?"
Stoick nodded. "If there are no objections, then we shall celebrate."
The chief paused for a moment but nobody said anything. "Very well. Someone bring out the mead for our visitors!"
Valka and Stoick were both referring to Jaune, Yang, Ruby and the others who were present, but Mogadon took their words to mean him and his son, resulting in him loudly bellowing. "Show us what you have, Berk!"
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Hiccup could feel her eyes on him, like burning blue coals, mentally undressing him as she sat in the chair beside his, on his left.
Glancing her way, he took note of her now midnight blue eyes, crimson cheeks and pink tongue as it darted out to lick her lips.
"Astrid, you know I love you, but this is getting too much for me. We've been doing this quite a lot lately, not to mention every day and night since we got here," he whispered after leaning close.
She sighed before whispering in response. "I know. I hate that I want you all the time as well."
"We can probably slip away without them noticing in all honesty," he replied after a few seconds of thought, nodding over at Valka, Bertha and Stoick, who were conversing in hushed tones as they sat across the round table from them.
"What are we waiting for then?" Astrid whispered back. "Let's go."
She was the first to get up, pulling Hiccup up next. She blinked as he blushed then. "Seriously, it's not like this is our first time, babe. Why are you blushing now?"
"It's not that, Astrid. My mother just winked at me. I think she knows what we're going to do."
Looking over, Astrid gazed at the woman in question who winked at her then, prompting her to blush as well.
"Well," Astrid coughed awkwardly. "Let's just try to ignore her, babe."
Hiccup turned around immediately after that, facing the huge door of the Great Hall, where Eret and his crew were standing. "Good idea, Milady."
"Eret, can one of your people keep an eye on Gobber for us? Make sure he doesn't get drunk and start singing," Hiccup asked as they passed.
He shrugged. "Uh sure, which one is that?"
"The one with the hook for a hand, talking to my father."
"I see him. But I'm wondering what's wrong with his singing?"
"Loud and terribly off key," interjected Astrid. "Trust us, you don't want to hear it."
"I'll do it. Don't worry about a thing," said one of his men.
"Great, Ug will handle it," stated Eret.
"Still not insane by the way, Ug," grinned Hiccup, drawing a laugh from Astrid, Eret and the rest of his crew besides Ug.
"I'd appreciate it if you didn't keep bringing that up. What happened yesterday should stay in the past," commented Ug.
"Hey, you were the one who approached me, looking at me like I was crazy to ride a dragon."
"I'm not convinced you're sane yet."
"See, now you're the one who is bringing it up. Anyway Eret, do you see that blonde girl over there? Having an arm wrestle with the one with dreadlocks?"
"The one with the large chest and hair that reaches far past her shoulders, you mean?"
"Wasn't going to mention that, but yes. Her name is Yang. Maybe introduce yourself to her," suggested Hiccup, finishing off with a wink.
Eret smirked knowingly. "Ah, I gotcha. Have fun you two!"
"Oh we will. You can bet on that," said Astrid before gripping Hiccup's right arm. "C'mon babe."
She then yanked on his arm, forcing him to continue walking, even as another man in Eret's crew let out a wolf whistle at them, not ceasing the sound as the pair stepped outside and let the door slowly close behind them.
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The massive door shut with a bang, the loud noise startling Ren and Nora out of their inebriated state, clearing their heads a fair deal.
Nora sat up, taking her head off of Ren's shoulder where it had been resting and quickly wiping the corners of her mouth from drool, in the hopes that Ren wouldn't notice.
She looked around the room as she wiped at her mouth, spotting the outcast chief she remembered was called Alvin from her and Ren's early morning visit to his island with Hiccup and Astrid on dragon back four days ago, meeting him and his heir before they travelled to Berserker Island to meet Frode in person and state their condition to become chief and chieftess, which was readily agreed to by the man. Then the other tribes were notified by Hawk to gather on Berk for a thing as soon as possible, which was now happening.
Putting aside that long and quite specific thought that explained things not seen by the readers, Nora noted that Alvin and his heir, Heather, were sitting alone at a table on the far side of the room, separated from everyone else.
Neither spoke as they sat there. Alvin looked uncomfortable and kept stealing glances at his companion in a way that suggested he wanted to talk to her but didn't know how he could begin, while Heather looked miserable and unwilling to say anything to him.
"We should go and introduce ourselves to them; get to know them, since I guess we're going to have to talk to them in the future," muttered Ren after a moment of silence, having noticed where she was looking and focused on the pair.
"Just what I was thinking, Renny!" She enthused.
"Barely a day and already thinking like chieftains. How fitting," interjected Frode, speaking up from Ren's left.
Both of their heads looked over in his direction. "Oh, come now. You didn't forget I was here, did you?" He teased, smiling to show he wasn't upset.
Nora grinned broadly. "I like you more and more, Mr Viking."
"Call me Frode. Now go, talking to someone like me isn't how you young ones should be spending your time. There will be lots of opportunities to do that in the future, as we work together. Go talk to Heather and Alvin."
Ren nodded and rose. "C'mon, Nora."
They sat down at Heather and Alvin's table, on the side opposite them. Heather looked up and sighed. "What do you want?" She asked sharply.
"Just to talk, orphans to orphan," Ren said, his face and voice conveying no anger, even as Nora bristled at Heather's tone. A gentle hand on her shoulder courtesy of Ren calmed her down a little, the black-haired teen not even having to look at her to tell of her impending anger. He knew her so well.
"Yeah, what Renny said," she added a few seconds after him.
"You're both orphans?" Heather asked, her tone now curious rather than sharp.
"Yeah. Hiccup and Astrid let us know about you. Your secret is safe with us," continued Ren. "So you can talk to us about losing your parents. We understand how you feel."
"Good. You three 'ave fun. I'm off to get more mead. I'll see you tomorrow, 'eather," interjected Alvin before he got up and left.
"Do you want to talk to us about losing Dagur?" asked Nora.
Heather shrugged. "Not much to talk about. I barely knew him. Instead, I want to get to know you more before I can trust you completely. Might as well get to know you, if we're going to be in charge of Berserker island together, right?"
"Sounds reasonable. What do you want to know about us first?" asked Ren.
"How did you two meet? You seem quite close, judging by how she fell asleep on your shoulder earlier."
Nora blushed. "You saw that?"
Heather smiled. "Yeah, so how did it happen?"
"Well, I met her on the day that I lost my parents…"
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When they got home and entered their bedroom, Astrid wasted no time in shoving Hiccup onto the bed. In seconds, both were undressed, tossing their clothes to the floor, without caring which sections they landed on. Then, Astrid straddled his legs just below his pelvis, as he lay on the bed before leaning down, close to his face.
Hiccup assumed she was going to kiss him and proceeded to sit up so he could meet her halfway, only to be shoved back down. "Not today babe. You've been in charge enough these last few days. Today, I don't want you to do anything, unless I say otherwise in the moment. Just lay there and let me make you feel good."
Hiccup stared up at her in confusion. "Uh, okay? But I thought you wanted to have some fun? Won't this be rather boring for you?"
"This stuff is never boring with you. But I intend to have lots of fun, babe."
"Okay," he relented, letting his hands rest on his chest.
She smiled down at him then. "Thank you, babe." Then she got up, crouched by the bed and began pumping the bad boy until his manhood became fully erect. Next, she sank onto him and started to rock her hips, causing him to groan with pleasure as a result.
"You're already wet in there. How badly do you want me, Milady?"
She smirked at him. "Lots, babe. You're irresistible." Then she paused before giving an order. "Close your eyes, Hiccup, and keep them shut until I say to open them."
He did so without question, then he felt two of her fingers graze the sides of his length.
But he is inside her, so how?
All at once, it hit him. She put her fingers inside her clit. His suspicion was confirmed as her fingers started to move against him, brushing his manhood while moving up and down.
It felt great, helped by the fact that he can't see what she's doing, which means his sense of touch is more alert.
His hearing is more alert too, hearing every gasp, hitch of breath and moan that slipped past her lips as she thrust her fingers in and out of her opening while also gyrating her hips.
At that moment, Hiccup realized he hasn't been moving his hips, so he begins to do so, only for Astrid to firmly grip his left hip with her free hand. "I told you not to move babe. This also counts as moving."
"If you're sure about that, then fine," he responded, voice broken by an unexpected but needy moan halfway through the sentence as he ceased the act of rocking his hips but she didn't stop moving her own, even for a second.
"Good boy," he heard her say. Then, the warmth around his cock disappeared, replaced by the - colder by comparison - air of the room, for a moment as she got up, only for her to replace her lower lips with her upper lips.
She enveloped him to the point that her nose brushed against his pelvis, taking his length deep down her throat. She then proceeded to lick up and down his length while bobbing her head, making him moan after each lick while she moaned at the taste of her juices on his cock.
Every time she reached the top of his shaft, she would release his manhood from her mouth to plant a kiss on the cock head, making him moan louder and involuntarily buck his hips forward, to her delight.
After a few more seconds of this, she felt his shaft swell a little. "I'm going to cum, Astrid…" he warned.
"Do it, babe. Let go," she told him before taking his balls into her hands and fondling them gently. That was the final push he needed, resulting in him climaxing half a second later.
"ASTRID!" He threw his head back, moaning her name in utter bliss, loud enough for Asgard to hear, with Astrid taking all of his cum in three consecutive mouthfuls as he released. Then, after his climax had died down, she cleaned his head of any remaining cum before beginning to lick up and down his shaft like before.
"T-that was amazing Milady…" he murmured breathlessly, still recovering from his orgasm.
She released his manhood from her mouth and held him, letting him rest in her palm. Then she kissed up and down his length for a few more seconds before letting him go.
Looking at him, she was pleased to find his face was contorted with pleasure and his eyes were still closed. While gazing at him, she felt a flush of pride at making him feel so good. "Told you this night was for you, babe."
"I should let you do this more often. Closing your eyes makes everything feel better."
At his words, Astrid's smile turned into a smirk. "Glad you think so. Now you can open your eyes, babe."
As he did so, Astrid leaned down to kiss him, letting go of his balls and cupping his jaw with both hands as she did so. The kiss was gentle and brief, and Astrid pulled away before tongues could get involved with a coy smirk.
"Hey, that's hardly fair…" he mock protested.
"Fair's relative babe," she said, before positioning herself so she could place his still erect cock between her breasts. "But I have an idea on how I can make it up to you." Then she pushed her breasts together and angled her head to kiss his cock head before taking his length into her mouth again.
His head fell back once more and he bucked his hips forward, all from the pleasure that the erotic act of her tongue twirling around his cock gave him.
Tasting some of his cum escape his head, she drew back, before getting into position and descending onto him again. Once he was in her, she began to rock her hips, causing both of them to moan, the sound echoing in their hall, not stopping until she climaxed. "HICCUP!"
"D-don't stop Milady… I'm almost there. Keep moving your hips," he begged. So she did, increasing the pleasure he felt until it became too much for him to handle. "ASTRID!"
"That makes two orgasms for you, and one for me babe. I win," smirked Astrid, all the while his flaccid cock slipped out of her opening.
"Of course this is a competition for you as well," he muttered breathlessly, recovering from another orgasm.
"Everything is, Hiccup. You should know that by now." Next, she did something Hiccup couldn't have predicted she would ever do; she positioned herself so that his cock came to rest on her face, then took one of his balls into her mouth.
Hiccup began to moan at the feeling of her tongue twirling around his testicle, something he was surprised to find that he enjoyed. Then, after a few seconds, she gave the other testicle the same treatment.
Sometime after that, she left his balls and straddled Hiccup once again, grinning mischievously. "Last two rounds, babe. I want your tongue in me and then I want you and I to do doggy style. That will be me for tonight."
Hiccup smiled. "I can do that, Milady, if you lie on the bed like I am doing right now."
Astrid was all too eager to do as he asked. Getting up, she pulled Hiccup into a standing position before lying down in the now vacant space of the bed and spreading her legs open for him. "I'm ready now babe. Do your thing."
He didn't disappoint, kneeling at the foot of the bed, his head ended up between her legs. As Astrid desired, he used his tongue to lick up along her lower lips, moving at a snail's pace and stoking her inner inferno to life.
Astrid squirmed and gasped, recognising this to be the same technique he used in his forge in Vale, somewhere in the back of her mind. She was, however, unable to focus on that thought even if she wanted to, for she bucked her hips, hard, against him as he traced her clit with his tongue from bottom to top.
Then, when he finally reached the top and ceased the torturous, but also pleasing act he had just performed, he retracted his tongue into his mouth and paused for a moment, before he kissed her lower lips, making her gasp again.
Then his tongue darted out once more and he began the same slow journey down again, causing her to squirm and buck her hips forward once more, her earlier gasps replaced by moans now, as he traced her clit with his tongue, but paused occasionally to kiss her womanhood.
Her hands wove themselves into his hair to find something to grip onto, a moment before he abandoned tracing her womanhood, instead diving his tongue into her.
This drew a sharp moan from her, near climax level volume, with her grip on his hair becoming vice-like and pushing his head closer to her crotch as a result. However, unlike in Vale, the finishing blow for her this time around was her lover withdrawing his tongue, only to gently bite down on her clit in a spontaneous fashion a second later.
"HICCUP!" Astrid cried out, furiously grinding her hips against his face and clamping her legs tight around his head, providing no escape for him as her climax hit, not that he planned to do such a thing. She came, and Hiccup tongue was a blur as he worked to lap it all up.
She loosened her grip on his head as her climax died down and slowly slid off the bed to stand on quivering legs. Then she pulled, sharply, on his arm, forcing him to stand up, before bringing him into a kiss involving tongues to savour her taste. "Mmm. I taste just as great as ever," she murmured once their kiss ended.
Hiccup grinned in his trademark lopsided fashion. "Steady on there Astrid. Don't want people to think you're anything less than even slightly pure."
"Not my fault. You and the black book we have started it," she replied with a shrug.
"I guess we did, didn't we?"
"Yup," she nodded before they both laughed.
"Right, doggy style now babe," she said, lying on her front facing the headboard after their laughter died down.
Kneeling behind her, at the foot of the bed, Astrid's perfect ass and moist lower lips were at eye level for Hiccup. He inserted two fingers; his index and middle finger, from his left hand, into her womanhood and pushed them in and out of her inner cavern to stimulate her further, hitting the bump of wonders as they had discovered during sex on the morning of the previous day and he had mentally dubbed it as such.
"Hiccup…" she moaned at the feeling of his fingers sliding in and out and the familiar inferno sparking to life in her core again. "I'm wet enough. Get a move on or risk getting an axe injury or worse."
"Sorry, Milady." He pulled his fingers out and stroked his cock until it was hard once more. Then he lined himself up and pushed his the head of his cock in, before going hilt deep into her.
"Oh, Hiccup. Don't stop moving please…" she begged. "Thrust as hard and as fast as you can."
Silently acknowledging her words, he withdrew his cock most of the way out of her before going back in, quickly setting a fast pace and making her moan wantonly; harder and with a greater frequency. It was music to his ears.
Had she looked back, she would have seen Hiccup's features dark with lust as he beheld the sight before him and the sounds that filled the room, coming from her sinful mouth.
Taking two handfuls of her ass, he squeezed before grinding his length up her lower lips. "Hiccup!" Astrid loudly moaned as she was unable to handle the sudden double assault.
Then he resumed his thrusting pace until he heard her breath grow increasingly laboured before she climaxed once more. "HICCUP!"
Hiccup withdrew his cock as she came, bringing his mouth to her lower lips and lapping at her folds until her juices stopped flowing. When that happened, he kissed her clit, making her gasp as a result, before lying on his back beside her on the fur-covered bed.
Turning onto her back then towards him, she took his hands and placed them on her breasts before tangling her hands in his hair to bring their lips together and engage in a kiss involving tongues.
He squeezed her soft mounds and she moaned into his mouth as their tongues battled each other. Then, when they separated for air, Astrid spoke breathlessly. "T-that was wonderful, Hiccup. I love you."
"I love you too, Milady," he replied, equally breathless.
Then she reached down and took hold of his cock again. "You're still hard. I should do something about that for you."
"No, don't worry about that, Astrid. It will go down eventually."
But Astrid wouldn't take no for an answer, silently diving down to take his cock into her mouth again as soon as she heard his answer.
Licking. Kissing. Stroking. She did it all until he climaxed, calling her name in bliss with his head thrown back again and his cock went flaccid.
"Y-you didn't have to do that…" Hiccup muttered, watching as she released him from her mouth and resumed her position beside him on the bed.
She smirked. "But I wanted to, babe. Part of the deal of living with me. I always please my man."
"Likewise Milady." His eyes drifted low as he said this. "Speaking of, you're looking positively wet down there still. Up for another round?"
"Maybe," she winked.
"For the record, you're terrible at hiding how much you want me, Astrid."
"Like I said earlier, you're irresistible babe."
He chuckled. "That you did, Milady."
Then their lips met in yet another kiss, and they proceeded to go for three more rounds that night, using everything technique they had tried in the past, before finally crawling into bed and letting sleep take them both.
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"So here we are, finally, on a tour of Berk. Sorry for the wait everyone, but I've been busy, as some of you know." Hiccup said, addressing everyone who had come from Remnant, with the group standing before him, Ren, Nora, Ruby and Astrid in front, Yang, Jaune and Gobber in the middle and Raven being held firmly by Qrow and Taiyang in the back, with Toothless and Stormfly standing close to them.
Hiccup turned around to face the dome arena behind him. "Anyway, here is the dragon training arena, where I, with the help of one Night Fury, got quite good at the dragon training that was held here, taught by Gobber."
"He taught you how to train dragons?" Asked Jaune.
"No, he was teaching us to kill dragons. Yes, I know the name doesn't really work, but I didn't make it." Hiccup shrugged. "Any other questions?"
"Was there a classroom?" Wondered Ruby.
Hiccup snorted. "I wish. If there was, then maybe I wouldn't have had to cheat. We learned while stuck in that arena with an angry dragon, without knowing anything beforehand."
"Huh, sounds like learning to fight in a way," commented Yang.
"Yeah, pretty much. Now, Gobber, do you mind opening the gate for us so we can get a closer look. Maybe even take pictures?"
"I was hoping you would ask laddie," Gobber grinned before starting forward.
When the gate to the arena was up, the group followed after Gobber into the dome.
"There was a dragon behind each of these doors, but Astrid helped them all to escape. Also, before I left Berk, she took it upon herself to find out how I had gotten so good at this stuff. Surprised more people didn't figure it out. I was far from subtle in the ring, yet nobody noticed."
"To be fair, most people were probably just glad you weren't messing around in the forge, laddie."
Hiccup shrugged. "Maybe. Any other questions?" Nobody said anything, with a few busy taking pictures of the arena. "Alright. Next stop is where I got to know Toothless. Follow me everyone."
"Wait, let's take a group picture here, first," suggested Yang.
"That's a good idea," nodded Hiccup, before the sound of approaching footsteps had them all turning around.
It was Valka, walking into the arena with Cloudjumper in tow. "Hiccup, Astrid and Gobber. I want you three to follow me. I'm going to visit Meathead Island and you're coming with me."
"This is a bit sudden. Can I ask why you want to go there?" Wondered Hiccup.
"Some relatives of ours are there. Why else would I go?"
"Family- no, no way. Not happening. They tried to kill my dad, mum. I don't want to see them again."
"That's exactly why I want you to come. They need to apologise. I'm not saying they should come back here, if you think so."
"Alright fine, I'll come with you, as long as Yang comes along as well."
"Deal. Thank you son."
"No problem." He replied before gazing at Yang. "You're with me. I hope you're okay with flying on a dragon."
Yang smirked at him. "I'm sure I'll survive."
"Good," Hiccup nodded before addressing the rest of the group.
"Now, I hate to cut this tour short, but if you all feel adventurous, you can find the place where Toothless and I became friends. Start by the backdoor of the Haddock hall that overlooks the village and head into the forest there. You should find a large tree that is knocked over. Keep going and with luck you'll find a shield wedged between two large boulders. If you get past that, you'll reach a cove with a pool containing fish. Manage that, and you'll have found where our friendship all began."
"Got it. But what if we don't find it?" Asked Ruby.
"Remind me about this when we get back. I also know the place well," answered Astrid.
"I'll hold you to that," said Jaune.
"Fine with me. Now, let's take that picture and go on our way."
"Oh, also, remind me to head to the northern markets after we pay our relatives a visit, son. I do believe it's high time the people of Berk and your friends got dragons just like we have."
"I'll be sure to do that, mum," he said, before an ever squealing Ruby darted over to Valka and Hiccup in a cloud of rose petals, embracing them both tightly, but for no longer than a few seconds before returning to where she had been standing. "Hurry up and take this picture! I want to see what kind of dragons there are."
"Alright," chuckled Taiyang. "Move into positions people. You as well, Mrs Haddock."
"Please, just call me Valka, dear."
"Alright then Valka. Since you're here, you should join us for a picture."
"What is a picture?" She wondered.
"Kinda like a painting, mum. It's a bit difficult to explain."
"Hiccup, you should do the honours, I think. Then Astrid will switch places with you," commented Qrow.
"Alright then," he accepted.
When they were in position for the picture, Raven, Qrow, Taiyang and Valka were in the back row with the dragons, which had taken a bit of effort to get to stand still, all three eager to fly.
Then Jaune, Ren, Yang, Gobber and Astrid came next, with the shortest present; Ruby and Nora in the front row, leaving Hiccup standing in front of them with his scroll held up and its camera at the ready.
Then Hiccup took the picture, followed by Astrid taking his place. That done, the group broke formation, with Qrow, Raven, Jaune, Ren and Nora heading back into Berk proper, leaving Taiyang and Ruby behind.
Hiccup, Astrid, Gobber, Valka and Yang approached the dragons and got ready to leave.
"You keep my daughter safe, or I'll hunt you down. You got that Hiccup?" Taiyang told him as he climbed onto Toothless.
"Loud and clear, Taiyang. But I think Yang can take care of herself."
"I'm taking no chances anymore. Look after her, or you'll answer to me."
Yang's eyes were red when she spoke up. "Your confidence in me is great, Dad. By all means, keep talking about me like that."
"And to that I say, Merlot."
Yang sighed. "And let me remind you he's dead now, Dad. Let's go Hiccup."
"Bye, Yang," muttered Ruby.
"See you later Rubes."
"Go on bud," Hiccup told his dragon with an eye-roll at the near-argument between Taiyang and Yang.
Toothless took off quickly, Yang holding onto the saddle tightly with her legs while Hiccup directed the dragon to head eastward, their destination residing further beyond Outcast Island.
Levelling off, Yang spoke. "I know you played matchmaker last night. I applaud your effort. We talked a little bit, but I don't know if he's right for me yet. Thanks for trying though."
"What do you mean, 'yet'?" He responded.
"I'm not sure if I can be with him. Not in a relationship like you and Astrid have."
"And if it had turned out like that immediately, I'd have wondered if you were okay. I didn't point you out to Eret for you both to start dating him immediately. Feel free to take things as slow as you like, Yang."
"That's… really sweet of you, Hiccup. Thank you." She suddenly embraced him, causing him to tense up a little. "When did you decide to do this for me?"
"The night on the day after we came here, after sex ironically enough. And your welcome."
Yang smirked at his back. "After sex, huh. Is that right?"
"Yes, indeed Now, it might be a good idea for you to let go of me before my betrothed gets close enough to see us. Just in case she gets the wrong idea, however unlikely I think it will be."
"Oh, don't worry. I heard everything you two just said, so there's no chance of that mistake happening," Astrid called to him, as Stormfly flew on the left of and slightly behind Toothless, with Cloudjumper mirroring the Deadly Nadder's position while flying on Toothless' right side.
Hiccup looked her way and smiled. "Thank the gods for aura, am I right?"
She returned a smile. "Yeah. Race you to Meathead Isle, babe?"
"You're so on Milady," Hiccup winked. "Fast as you can, bud."
Toothless roared eagerly, Yang wrapped her arms around Hiccup while Gobber gripped the saddle he was sitting on as tight as he could with his thighs. Then both dragons accelerated to top speed, leaving Valka and Cloudjumper behind, the woman watching them take off with a smile and a shake of her head.
"After them Cloudjumper," she told her dragon. "Let's try not to get left too far behind."