Author's Note: Rated M ;; As you have noticed by now, my M scenes are not raunchy, they are passionate and romantic. I can write raunchiness, but I probably will not for this story.


It was something special to be able to be lost in lust, impassioned by the person you are with instead of staying with them due to some sort of societal pressure. From the beginning, our relationship, even when we were young teenagers still figuring out who we were, was never met with scorn. With that first daring kiss I made in front of the entire village after the Red Death, the random moments of awkward contact and words in the years that followed. From getting snowed in and holding each other for warmth to when Hiccup secretly threw the Thawfest for Snotlout; the brief connections of our lips that followed. Those were little more than small reminders that we would be apart of each other's futures, even though we still didn't know what it meant.

I felt the sweat drip from my brow as the fire burned besides us. We had long lost all of our clothing and the blanket that had been over us now laid beneath us. The chair had been moved to give us more room but was still close as we weren't exactly staying still. His arm reached and hiked my leg over his shoulder as I felt him drive his member deeper inside of me. My eyes traced his body and locked with his eyes, though there were no words that needed to be spoken. Instead what came from our lips were the moans echoing our pleasure and gasps as we feel each other. Our eyes filled with naught but longing for each other. We were both filled with vigor and connected by our feelings for each other, so much so that we had also long forgotten the time, though it was well into the evening.

Each thrust he makes causes a yearning moan to leave my lips and my eyes to roll back as my head falls to the blanket beneath me. We had not stopped in our throes of passion for anything beyond a break when either of our bodies could simply not go any further. The sweat that layered each of us as we lay next to the burning pit that warmed our bodies made them slick and slide smoothly against each other. Every grind of my hips, every push from him was smooth and filling, and again we were nearing the point of climax. I could feel him increase his pace and drive his member as deep as it could go within me, filling me entirely as though our bodies were designed for one another. I hear him grunt as his grip around my thigh that is hiked on his shoulder tightens and his eyes meet mine.

"I'm al-almost there.." He stammers into a moan as I exhale with another one of his thrusts as he picks up the pace again, each and every thrust causing me to sharply inhale and exhale with a moan.

"Mm. Mm. Mm. Hiccup… Hi-Hiccup! Don't. Mm. Stop. Don't Stop. Don't Stop. Mm." I say between sharp breaths as he doesn't, the feeling he was giving me was perfect and with just a little more of that exact feeling, I would be there as well. Together, we could explode. There was something else to be said about that level of passion, about both of our bodies reaching that point together. It was enticing, the feeling was intoxicating, the very scent was alluring. My muscles tighten as I feel the heat between my legs explode, throwing my head back and letting my voice carry as I called out his name again." Mmph. Hiccup!" I exclaim as I feel his own member throb within me and soon, I feel the pressure of him releasing within me as he too calls out.

"Astrid!" He exclaims as he thrusts one final time before grinding his hips to mine, I can feel the pressure building as he lowers my hiked leg and lays on top of me, pressing his lips to mine as I reach up and take in his lips and meet his tongue. Luring it into my mouth, I suck on it briefly before our tongues dance together, and though we are both breathless, we dare not part our lips until our bodies make us. I can feel his hands running through my hair as he leans on his elbows, my own arms locked around his neck and playing with the back of his head and hair as we keep the passionate kiss lingering. As we finally part, we both pant, though our tongues seemed to follow each other before they finally parted as well. I can feel his warm breath tickling my lips as we try to regain our breath.

"You're. Amazing." I say softly between breaths as I pull him back in for another long-impassioned kiss. He doesn't fight it and instead falls into it as we drink in each other's presence, his member still throbbing within me as my hips lightly grind against his as they ache and shake from the recent eruption.

When this kiss finally parts, he drops to his side and I roll over to look at him. I can just get lost gazing into his emerald eyes as we smile. He brings his hand up and brushes some of the loose hair from my face as we lay there, our bodies still partially intwined as my legs hooked around his and our hips were still mostly pressing together. His member had since left me, but I could still feel it as though it were still throbbing inside of me. I blink slowly and my eyes stay closed as I relive what just happened again and I moan softly as I bite my lower lip, picturing him thrusting within me. I hear him softly chuckle next to me as I open my eyes and smile towards him, scrunching closer and pressing my bare chest to his.

"What're you thinking about?" He asks, though I could tell it was somewhat rhetorical. Biting my lip again, I lean in and peck him lightly on the lips before pulling back and smiling.

"Everything that we are now. How we started, how I'm… glad we waited until we were mostly adults… How this." I pause, placing a hand on his cheek and closing my eyes with a smile. "How this is real, not some fallacy." I feel him lean in with my hand as his nose brushes to mine and he rests his forehead to mine.

"It's real, the love I feel for you is real. From then, to now, it has not changed… only grown." He says softly as I feel his breath and I smile.

"I'll never get tired of our pillow talk." I mutter softly, completely at ease in his arms, on the floor in our house, sprawled on a blanket next to a warm fire pit.

"Would you like me to tell you more?" He whispers playfully as I shake my head, my smile never faltering.

"I think I'm…" I pause as my voice trails off and I open my eyes to see his emerald eyes still softly gazing at me with his soft smile. Leaning up and kissing him lightly, I add. "I think I'm ready to fall asleep like this." I whisper and he nods.

"Me too. I love you, Astrid." He whispers as I nod. His arms wrap around me, keeping me close within his arms so that our bodies as a whole were pressed together. The sweat beginning to calm for the most part, though the heat from the fire pit was still strong enough to warm my body. My own arms wrapped around his back and I could feel how warm his back was against the fire, not dangerously so, but he was certainly warm to the touch. The touch. His touch.

"Mm. I love you, Hiccup." I respond softly, my mind still reliving recent vigorous events as I feel his arms around me. Though I felt how tired and sore my body was, I wanted nothing more than to roll on top of him and ride him until dawn. When I woke up again, that be one of the first things on my list of things to do. I felt his hand brush my hair slightly as my eyes were heavily shut. Exhaling a deep breath, I finally drifted off into one of the most relaxing sleep's I may ever have felt, even if it wasn't for that long.


There was no denying that Astrid and I had worn our bodies down and drained our vigor, no matter how much more our hearts and mind wanted to continue. At a certain point, there was little more pleasure to be had in lieu of pain, and we were reaching that precipice. The beauty of our relationship is that it wasn't born out of this passion we drink in from each other now, it was born from friendship and trust. Understanding and teamwork. We weren't competing, we weren't arguing, we weren't fighting; everything we did we did together with the sole purpose of it being together. Our sex was together to pleasure each other. Or love was together to love each other. Even when the day came that I could not do these sorts of things with Astrid, or had something happened like when she was nearly blinded permanently. It would not change my love for her, nor my desire to be there for her and make her happy in whatever capacity I could. Our impassioned sex was something not to be taken for granted but was also not the sole focus of our relationship. That said, as young adults filled with vigor, it certainly was a focal point of our current time together.

She had fallen asleep in my arms, and I was close to that as well. But I also liked falling asleep after her, I loved holding her in my arms, the feeling of our bodies pressed together. Feeling her heartbeat as it goes from its quick, concupiscence rhythm to a more stable and calmer rhythm. Feeling her breath as her lungs finally recover from our long-drawn actions together and her breath ebbs and flows to a soft, warm breath that tickles my shoulder and neck.

I could lay with her in my arms for eternity, travel into Valhalla with her and greet the gods with her in my arms. I would not fear the unknown with her, I would not fear myself. She gave me a sense of peace I didn't know I longed for until I found it. I can only wonder if this is what my father felt for my mother, or if this is something that is rarely felt. Just judging by the dance my parents shared together when they met for the first time after twenty years, their love was no less than mine is for Astrid. We may well be the wild sheep of the herd though, as many relationships are born out of strife, peer pressure or bad decisions; and many more linger longer than they should due to societal expectations, traditions and fear. None of these were true between us, and we were proudly and happily together.

As she lay there sleeping, my own eyes started to flutter closed and all that passed through my mind was images of her, of her naked body against mine, of everything we had done. With my eyes closed, I was exploring her body as she lay bare in my arms, imagining my head between her legs, her riding me as I lay on my back, her on her knees and arms as I took her from behind. Imagining how I could lay on my back and she could sit on my face or sit straddling my hips; it had become one of our favorite positions. The sounds she makes with each thrust and how each sound she makes drives me even wilder, how hearing her fills me with such pleasure that it literally is music to my ears. It didn't take long after these thoughts appearing that my member started to pulse as I smiled and chuckled softly to myself. With her asleep, I would patiently and gladly wait until she rose. My own mind wandered and took my back to relive our times together until sleep finally overtook me, I did not fight it and let the fatigue take me.

The heat never subsided and though I know I slept; it didn't feel like more than a few minutes later when I felt movement but couldn't place it. My eyes were still shut and my body was waking up, though I realized I had ended up laying on my back with Astrid laying half on top of me, her hips pressing against mine as I start to realize she is certainly awake. I was more awake than I had realized as I soon felt the sensation of her hand on my member, gently stroking it as her breath wisps across my chest. She was partially laying on one of my arms enough that I could bring it up and gently stroke her back with my eyes still closed. I hear her laugh lightly as I feel my member throb in her grip.

"I thought you were awake." She whispers against my chest as I smile with my eyes close.

"Mmm, I am now. What time is it?" I ask without opening my eyes and I feel her shrug.

"Still dark…" She says slowly before I feel her leg that had been only partially over top of me rotate as she slide fully on top of me. Her area now pressing against my reawakened member as it throbs, and I laugh lightly. I feel her breath against my lips as I open my eyes to see her looking down at me with a smile. She bites her lip and looks down as she slowly grinds her hips before looking back to me.

I slide my hands to her hips and twerk my hips just enough as my member throbs that it slides right in her opening as I hear her gasp. She leans in and kisses me. She grinds her hips, applying more pressure and contracting her muscles around my member that it prompts me to moan against her kiss. She smiles as she breaks the kiss and presses her hands to my chest, leaning up just enough to look at me as she continues grinding our hips together, moving my member to touch every inch within her.

"I love hearing you moan." She whispers softly as I smile.

"This is one of our favorite positions." I tease as she nods, biting her lip and grinding a bit more rapidly. I could think of no better thing to wake up too than her grinding her body against mine, hearing her moans as they filled the room. Each different movement she makes enough to prompt an inhale and exhale, amounting to short, repetitive and alluring moans.

We would probably end up falling asleep again, but our bodies had recovered enough to be able to go at it again, and that was what we did. It was something neither of us tired of, something that both of us longed for and had longed for since being on the Edge. Sure, we had other things to worry about, even after we became official, but the thoughts were still present and now we were able to live them to their fullest.

I felt her rocking start to increase as both of us were still sensitive from earlier, it wouldn't take either of us much at this point to reach another climax and lay shaking in each other's arms as our bodies ebb together. We had only woken ten or so minutes ago, and I could already feel her legs begin to shake and her muscles clench around my member. I was doing everything I could to not explode then and there; tightening my stomach and moving in just the right way it didn't trigger my explosion. I was ready to climax as I felt she was too.

"I'm- Hi-Hi-Hiccup. I'm- al-already… theree.." She stammers between moans as I give in and let myself explode as I feel her muscles tighten and her legs shake as she cries out. "Hiccup!"

"Astrid!" I call back as I thrust us, letting my explosion push as deep as it could as she presses down before falling flat on my chest. We lay there for several seconds, panting together as I feel her heartbeat like a war drum as I smile, stroking her hair. "It's moments like these I'm glad Berk get's a lot of snow." I tease as she scoffs and smiles, looking up from my chest before kissing it lightly.

"Yeah, yeah. I guess, me too." She says softly as I gaze down at her and smile. "We should probably get some real sleep, we offered to take the morning patrol flight during a lull in the storm." Astrid adds and I nod, honestly having forgotten that part. I would've remembered, but at that moment, it was an Oh, Yeah, moment. Snowfall was often a mix of deathly silence to billowing winds, the winds had died down since earlier in the evening, but it was the deathly silence that bore the more danger, the coldest and often with most snowfall.

"You're right." I whisper, tugging her up to me and reaching towards the blanket that was sprawled on the floor. I wrap it around is and lay on my back as she resumes her half on top of me position beneath the sheets. This time, it didn't take me long to succumb to sleep with her in my arms.