Author's Note: Rated M on PoV2, first part of the chapter is not explicit, just provocative.
The embers of the fireplace crackle and creak as a plume of flames rises when the heat makes contact to the fresh log placed on top of it. His arms tighten around my waist as I lean back into his chest, we'd been sitting in a comfortable silence since we each shared what our respective parents had to say. All in all, it was a good thing that we had those talks, it helped lay to rest some of our fears or concerns. Concerns we were going to fast or not being careful, fears we would be alienated from our families or must hide for the sake of tradition.
His breath tickles my neck as I feel him plant a soft kiss, causing me to smile, closing my eyes with a light but content sigh. I tighten my own grip on his arms as they tighten their embrace around my waist. Leaning my head to the right slightly, giving him more room to softly layer my bare neck with tender kisses.
"What are you thinking about?" He whispers against my neck and I smile. He knows, he just wants me to say it. Not that I have a problem with that.
"Us." I answer softly as his lips trace my neck. "The fact that we have the support of our families, even if its mixed with concern." I add softly as he pauses his kisses on my neck.
"It just means they care." He says softly and I nod. "What do you think… about this, us?" He asks, his voice cautious as I can only smile.
"I think that I liked the feeling of you kissing my neck." I say teasingly and he laughs lightly before resuming running his lips across my neck as I close my eyes. "I also think that we're right. That we're good for each other." I add in between soft gasps as I feel him bite softly on my neck. It hurt but felt surprisingly good as I grip his arms tighter. I wanted to ask him the same question, but I also didn't want him to stop. "That this" I say, pausing as I gasp, intaking breath as I feel him bite down a little harder then kiss immediately after, making me smile, biting my lip. I didn't know I'd like that. "That this makes me happy." Is all I can manage to say amid his displays of affection.
I feel goosebumps dot my skin as he continues giving my neck attention while I sit on his lap with his arms around me, the fireplace still burning with strong flames that fill the room with warmth. My eyes lightly closed and a soft smile on my face, I could spend every night before bed like this; just us, together. I feel his lips leave my neck and I internally frown but it gave me the opportunity to hear his thoughts.
"What about you, babe" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper. Not to be quiet just because that was the mood of the house; it was soft, the sound of the fire cracking could be heard. And barring excessive gasps I made from his successful attempt to give me attention, we were quiet.
"I think that…" He pauses, running his lips across my neck again making me nearly gasp again before adding. "you belong right here, with me, in my arms. If I can be so selfish to say that." He finishes, his lips finding the spot he bit and tenderly kissing it again.
"That's not selfish, Hiccup." I answer between a soft gasp. "Pretty sure that I warned you about saying stuff like that." I say half-heartedly. It was an empty threat that was more of a promise.
"And I seem to remember being happy every time you tried to punish me when I have." He teases making me laugh, his lips still tracing my neckline. I had no idea this simple act could get me so riled up as I shift in his embrace
"I never said it was a punishment." I answer and he nods, I can feel his lips curl into a smile as they glide across my neck and shoulder.
"I didn't know you'd like this so much" He whispers, lightly kissing my neck again, me not even fighting the soft moan that escapes as I laugh lightly. I didn't know either, but I did. I could fall asleep in this embrace and dream nothing but the happiest of dreams with him.
"Hiccup, I like everything you do to me." I answer honestly without even thinking, my eyes still lightly closed. Then realize what I said and feel my cheeks flush red as I look at the fire awkwardly. "w-with me." I weakly correct myself, even though the first thing I said needed no correction.
"I like everything you do to me, too" Hiccup resounds my answer and makes me smile. I feel safe with him and can show a side of myself that no one else will ever know. This is a side of the both of us that is solely for each other. Here, with him, I could risk being passionate or tender. I could risk saying things like how he makes me feel, not just how he makes my heart feel, but how he makes my body feel, my soul and my mind.
In public, I was Astrid Hofferson, soon to be Haddock, the Battle Hardened General of Berk, Second in Command of the Dragon Riders and Future Chieftess. People who I've known my whole life were already looking to me for guidance. In private, with Hiccup, I was Astrid, his lover, his counsel, his escape from the darker realities we lived in and his support. With him, I could show him my arousal, my passion; I could give in to the heat in my body that drives me closer to him. With him, I am free.
I feel his hands trace up my stomach from their resting place on my hips as his lips pepper my neck; one of his hands finds mine, and the other finds one of my breasts. Softly, tenderly, I feel him massage it as he licks and kissing my neck, biting down softly before kissing it immediately after. I don't even fight the moan that escapes my lips this time either. I lived for feeling his touch like this, even if the days grew stressful, I knew the nights I shared with him would be pleasurable.
"Hiccup." I say softly as I gasp, feeling his teeth latch gently on my neck causes my eyes to roll back as I lean my neck over to give him more room.
"What're you thinking?" He whispers, teasingly, knowingly, tauntingly. He knew what I was thinking, I felt the heat growing between my legs as my own skin was riddled with goosebumps and my nipples becoming firm under his touch. Typical, really. He just wanted to hear me say it, again. And again, I didn't have a problem with it.
"That I'm almost to the point" I pause, turning my head to look at him, "Of having you continue what your doing upstairs" I coo to him in an obvious gaze. Leaning my head closer, I peck him lightly on the lips before withdrawing and smiling, my playful intent obvious.
"Almost to the point?" He repeats softly as he runs his fingers up my chest then back down to my waistline, his fingers tugging at my belt.
My eyes grow narrow as my smile widens with a mischievous curl. "Okay, I'll spell it out for you, Hiccup." I say softly, running my hand up to his shoulder. "If we don't continue this, upstairs, now. I may well get violent." I tease and he only nods with a smile.
"I seem to remember us being pretty on par with each other while dueling." He playfully answers and I snort a laugh.
"Oh, babe. I let you win those couple times." I challenge, remembering our time dueling on the Edge.
"We'll see" he pauses, his fingers tracing my arms as the goosebumps stay strong. "Who wins, this time." He whispers barely above his breathe as his lips glide across mine but never actually press into a full kiss. I feel my body shift as my hips wiggle, trying to get closer to his lips as he pulls back, I frown.
"Not. Fair." I say and he laughs, lifting me up and carrying me, bridal style up the stairs. "I can walk, ya know." I retort, not that I really mind the treatment. He'd grown so much stronger and adept in recent years.
"True, but I wasn't ready to let you go yet." He answers and I smile as he sets me on the bed. He slowly starts to strip as I stand and do the same. Tonight would be different, with a sleeping pair of dragons nearby and being actually in town. May as well get used to it, though, because it wouldn't be the last time, I swear to the gods on that.
We moved softly and deliberately, with intention and care. The fire from the fireplace dwindling down to embers, the house falls to a darkened state. If there was one downside to doing the deed here, it was that it was in darkness and I couldn't see her body as well as I could under Aurvandil's Fire. I've half a mind to light a lantern just to be able to see her eyes and body as we close the gaps between us.
I feel her arms wrap around my neck as I bury my face into her neck, my lips tracing her collar bone to the soft spot on her neck. Gently gliding my tongue across her neck, I bite down and hear her intake a sharp breath as she lets loose a soft moan. Her legs wrapped around my waist as we grind out hips together. There'd been no entry yet, as we strive to savor our passion. I can feel my stiffening member grinding against her slick entry, coating me with her heat fills me with the desire to slide it in fully.
"Hiccup." She whispers between a gasp and moan, her grip around my neck tightening as my teeth sink in just a little more before releasing and following up with a kiss. "P-please." She stammers softly, and I know what she wants. Her hips had begun grinding more vigorously, as if trying to force my member inside her herself, but I was playing hard to get. And I was, rocking with her hips just enough to let it slide against her without pressing inside of her. My teasing only lasted so long as I feel her fingernails dig into my shoulders, reaching up and using me as a lever, she bites my ear softly. "I'm about to get- ah, mm… violent." She teases. There is a longing in her voice as I bite down on her neck and press our hips together.
It takes a moment, but I feel the tip of my member find her entryway and I slowly slide just the tip in, her legs tightening around my waist as her hips rock against mine. Feeling bold or risk-taking, I smile and press it in fully, it sliding all the way in in an instant, slick with her heat it melded like a perfect fit and I heard her stifle a moan of pure pleasure. I felt her legs twitch as her hips started grinding up and down with mine, my member shifting and rotating within her, molding her to me.
Pulling gently out only partway, I slide back in and hear her gasp again as her fingernails dig into my back. She is fighting making sound and gripping me tighter to make up for it, not that I minded. There was something passionate about this time that we didn't have last time, maybe because we knew it was extra risky to do this within the village without being married. Not like either of us really cared at this point.
Tracing her neckline, my lips find her lips and I kiss her in a heated passion between her gasps as our hips continue to rock and grind together. As our lips part, I feel her teeth bite gently on my lower lip and can barely see her face in the darkened room, but she is smiling. I can see the reflection of the starlight in her eyes just enough to know she is gazing up at me as she tightens her legs around my hips and increasing her grinding.
Her soft pants were like a rhythm that I pulled out and slide back into with, working in unison with her as though we had been preparing for this our whole lives. And who knows, maybe, subconsciously, we both knew we'd eventually end up here together. Wrapped in each other's embrace, our bodies intertwined as we give in to our passion for each other. I can't say I dreamed these things would happen, well, maybe a little bit back on the Edge but threat after threat kept my mind from wandering too far. Here, there was no distance my mind could wander that my body couldn't take me.
I feel her slick heat continue to coat my member as I increase my rate of speed. Her pants and gasps for air becoming short and quick as the moans escape both our lips. Trying to maintain lip contact was impossible but feeling her heated breath against my lips as she moaned drove me wild. Her legs start to contract tightly around me as her grinding becomes more deliberate, each of her upward grinding matched perfectly with my downward thrusts. Maximizing how deep I was able to reach, and each one elicited a short and muffled moan.
"Hii-Hi-Hiccup. Don't stop. Don't stop. Don't." Her voice barely above a whisper in between her panting. She didn't need to tell me but hearing those words from her breathless mouth filled with such desire was something I yearned to hear more of; it drew out more of me. "Don't…. St—o-op" She says, her legs shaking as her back arches undermine, I feel her legs grow weak as her lock around my hips weakens. Her hips were still moving against mine as I was fighting my own urge to release inside her. I wanted nothing more than to let my own heat fill her to the brim, but knew we couldn't. We couldn't risk pregnancy so for now, I had to slow my rock to a barely moving ride as I fought the urge away.
Feeling her legs release entirely, she collapses under me and lets out a long, satisfied moan and looks up at me.
"Did you…" She asks softly and I shake my head, unsure if she can see me, but I plant a kiss on her lips as she sighs. "I don't think that's fair to you." She mutters as I roll onto my side and kiss her collarbone.
"It's okay, we agreed. And I don't want to risk getting you pregnant before we're ready. Especially with more trappers to deal with." I answer softly, I wasn't disappointed. I didn't need to release inside her to be content. Knowing I did that to her was enough for me to be at peace. She didn't seem to agree though, fortunately for me.
"We'll figure something out. I can always, um." She pauses in a whisper and takes my hand, licking my finger before taking it in her mouth to try and demonstrate it without being crude. I laugh softly and smile.
"That did feel amazing, but you don't need too every time. I'm content making you feel that way." I answer softly and find her lips. Her tongue glides across my lower lip, begging to meet my tongue as she rewraps her arms around my neck. Our tongues locked in a dance as our lips pressed fully together and our arms pulling each other closer, closing all gaps between our warm, sweaty bodies.
I had no other care in the world, just this beautiful, blonde viking woman who was wrapped in my arms. I'd never leave her, I'd never deceive her, and I'll strive to always please her.