So, I got commed to make a new chapter of this. Hopefully all the readers haven't vanished so y'all can enjoy this too!
While you're all here... there's a new fic written by a friend of mine called Take The Leap. It's got lots of fun angst and drama, and of course, it has Valcup smut! If you're on AO3, just check out the Hiccup/Valka relationships tag and it should appear. Enjoy!
And yes, it's that chapter some of you have been waiting for.
-HTTYD-
Valka felt her nerves creep up bit by bit as they waited, though Hiccup did an excellent job of distracting her when he pulled Valka on to his lap and kissed her soundly. His hands rubbed her lower back, soothing and calming her with his gentle touch. A stark contrast to how he teased and pleasured her with rougher hands, but exactly what Valka needed just then.
"It's all gonna be fine. And if you say stop, we stop."
Hiccup murmured against her mouth, and Valka nodded, hands moving from their perch on his shoulders to cradle his face. Gods, he was so beautiful.
"I know."
"I just wanted to remind you. I never want you to feel like I'm making you do something. This is all built on your consent."
"I know son. I trust you."
Hiccup smiled up at her, wrapping his arms around her until they were embraced. Valka soaked up his comforting hold, resting her head atop his hair and feeling her heart flutter when she breathed in his scent. He had little trouble putting her completely at ease. They stayed wrapped around each other like that until Valka felt Hiccup's phone vibrate in his jeans pocket. She shifted so he could extricate it, nodding as he read the message.
"Heather's on her way."
Valka's pulse climbed again, Hiccup's eyes watching her face before he tapped out a short reply and placed his phone aside. He turned them, laying Valka down on the sofa and settling between her legs, which was usually a very welcome position for her to be in.
"If you don't want to do this, tell me. I hate seeing you look so unsure."
She could not look away from his searching gaze, so entrancing Valka barely felt the weight of him against her hips.
"I do. I just... I can't relax about Heather knowing of us until I see for myself she really is alright with it. This is still so new to me, and we both know the risk of being found out."
Hiccup chewed on her words, his brow furrowing slightly as his mind worked before he nodded.
"Is that everything?"
"Yes. I promise. I may be inexperienced, but I know this all relies on true communication and consent."
He seemed pleased by her answer, leaning down and kissing Valka soundly. That was a very pleasant surprise, and Valka wouldn't have stopped him stripping her to have her there on the sofa. Sadly, Hiccup pulled away, though she could see in his face it was with some reluctance.
"I need to go change, but I'll be right back."
Valka nodded, watching as Hiccup left the room. She remembered the first time they'd... played together, when he put on the black top and jeans, and supposed it was fair he make the same effort for Heather too. Squirming slightly from the warmth in her belly after being pinned down and kissed, Valka tried to compose herself as she waited for Hiccup to return. Perhaps it was because of the memories attached to it, or perhaps it was that he looked so handsome in them, but Valka found that the outfit alone was enough to make her heart quicken slightly.
He had on boots that gave him an inch or so in height too, meaning he and Valka were equal height when she stood up. As she did so, Hiccup reached for her hands and pulled Valka closer, giving her that searching look again.
"Now, I do expect you to behave yourself, but both Heather and I understand that you're new at this, and you won't be penalised for slipping up the way someone who's had longer to understand would. Heather knows better by now. But saying you need to stop is always, always ok. You won't be gagged. I might gag Heather, but we've established non verbal safe words and she's more aware of her own limits than you are."
Valka nodded to show she was listening, goosebumps rising on her skin just from Hiccup's low voice, the gentle stroke of his fingers over her waist as he slipped his arms around her.
"What do you need me to do?"
Hiccup chuckled.
"Very good. You'll just be sitting and watching for a little while, as Heather's been on quite a long denial and I owe her some attention. But don't worry, you'll get your turn. Probably while I leave Heather bound, gagged and trapped against a vibrator for a bit. Heather enjoys a more forceful hand than I use with you, I promise that anything you see me do to her, we talked about and agreed upon and she can stop any time, just like you."
Valka appreciated his clarity and reassurances - it had occurred to her a couple of times that tying someone up or intentionally causing pain could look quite violent to an onlooker, but when Valka was the recipient of Hiccup's firm hand, it never felt like an act of violence.
Hiccup tipped his head and caught her lips, drawing Valka in. Sometimes she still could scarcely believe the shift in their relationship, but nothing in her could deny the way he made her feel, the warmth that flooded her when he kissed her. His hands tightened around her waist, lips tipping up in a smile when Valka mewled softly. She could easily have stayed lost in him, but a knock at the door cruelly pulled the two apart.
"That'll be Heather. Are you sure you want to stay?"
He was still giving her the out if she wanted... Valka nodded. She wasn't entirely sure what she was getting in to, but Valka knew she trusted Hiccup to ensure she wasn't pushed in to anything, to care for her as he had been ever since their relationship became... whatever it was now. Hiccup pecked another kiss on her lips, then stepped back, still smiling before he went to go and answer the door.
It was the first time she'd seen Heather since... everything. Since finding out the truth of their relationship, and since the shift in her own with Hiccup to one that was in some ways similar. Though Hiccup said they were friends, and obviously intimate with one another in various ways, the actual foundation of their Dominant and submissive relationship was not romantic. Was her own relationship with her son romantic? It certainly felt that way, but then Valka wasn't sure she'd ever been so intimate with somebody she wasn't also in love with...
Was she in love with Hiccup?
The two returned from the front door, Heather walking at Hiccup's side with her eyes down. Hiccup lifted his hand and tipped her chin up, which appeared to be a signal that she was allowed to look up.
"Mom, you remember Heather. Heather, you know my mother."
Both women nodded, and Hiccup waited a beat or two before he spoke again.
"Heather, head on up. I'll be along in a minute."
Heather smiled, nodded and followed orders without a word, turning to leave and Valka heard her going up the stairs. Hiccup watched her go, then turned back to Valka.
"Still sure mom?"
She nodded again, understanding that Hiccup just wanted to be sure he wasn't pressuring her, given that the dynamic they had at least looked as though he told her what to do. He smiled, checking the time.
"Gotta give her a minute to get ready. She'll be naked when we go upstairs, it's entirely up to you whether you take off all your clothes or not."
After a couple of minutes ticked by, Hiccup held a hand out to her. Valka reached out and took it, and Hiccup squeezed her gently before he led her upstairs. Her heart quickened in her chest; despite her nerves, Valka did find herself rather... excited about watching Hiccup's Dominant side without the distraction of being under his hands. She wasn't really interested in women, but when the woman in question was with her lover - her son - it seemed different, though she knew that imagination and reality could be different and Valka may well not enjoy what was about to happen. She had no doubts that Hiccup would accept it if it turned out Valka didn't enjoy it, but they wouldn't know until it happened.
Sure enough, Heather's clothes were off, folded up and placed aside. She was on Hiccup's floor, knelt down with her hands folded behind her back and her eyes on the floor. Hiccup led Valka to sit down on his desk chair, fingers sliding softly against her cheek as he leant down to whisper in her ear.
"If you want to leave, you can. I won't be mad."
With that final reassurance spoken, Hiccup dropped a kiss to her lips before he straightened up and went to stand in front of Heather. Valka watched, waiting, as Hiccup circled the other woman once, before he said only two words.
"Show me."
Heather needed no further instructions, her cheeks already quite pink as she turned and came up on all fours, exposing what Valka supposed must be the base of the plug. It definitely looked bigger than anything Hiccup had ever used with her, but then Valka remembered he'd said Heather liked anal penetration, so perhaps she was... used to bigger things there. Hiccup leant down to run a reverent hand over her backside, then tapped his fingers against the base of the plug, bringing little noises out of Heather's mouth.
"Good girl. Did you keep it in all day?"
Heather shook her head.
"After my shower, I went to the gym this morning and can't go on the treadmill with it in."
Hiccup smiled, though Heather could not see it.
"That's fine, and I'm glad to hear you're taking care of yourself. Now, how shall I take care of you, hmm?"
There was no response from Heather that time other than a small squirm, but then it wasn't really a question she was supposed to answer, if Valka understood things right. And if Hiccup wanted an answer, Valka was quite sure he'd have told Heather to give him one. He liked to hear the words spoken.
Heather responded quickly and eagerly to anything Hiccup said, and it was clear right away how much she was enjoying herself too, her cheeks flushed pink and the distinct scent of arousal starting to fill the air before Hiccup had even really touched her. After a moment of thought, he moved to sit on his bed and beckoned Heather over, placing a cushion between his feet and starting to unbuckle his belt.
"Now, remember we do have a guest so I might not always be looking at you, but I promise you're not forgotten, alright?"
Heather nodded, but when pushed to use her words she did speak.
"Yes."
"Good. Can you handle the roughness or are you feeling out of practice?"
Her murmured answer was too quiet for Valka to hear, but it seemed to satisfy Hiccup as he finished exposing himself, before placing one hand on the bed and the other on the back of Heather's head. It seemed she'd answered that she was out of practice, as Hiccup didn't push or grab her roughly, just let Heather lean down and take his cock in her mouth at her own pace. Even as he took pleasure from her, it was clear he still considered her feelings and comfort at every instance, fingers stroking the back of her head as he groaned under her ministrations. He'd been careful with Valka when they engaged in oral sex too, and her scalp tingled as she pictured his hands on her like that.
Hiccup held her gaze for a moment, and Valka felt her own arousal climb as she watched him, his low groans of pleasure mixed with muffled moans from Heather. It was more arousing than she'd anticipated, already squirming in her seat a little. Hiccup let Heather continue on until he came, the signs now easy for Valka to pick up as his eyes fell shut, fingers tightening on the sheet and Heather's hair before he grunted and bucked his hips. Heather swallowed him down but didn't stop moving until Hiccup pulled her off, chuckling and muttering "cheeky minx" under his breath as he looked down at Heather. His cock softened as he tucked himself away, then guided Heather up on to the bed and laid her out before he opened up a box Valka hadn't noticed earlier, pulling out a pair of metal cuffs.
"Hands up."
Heather complied, cuffed to Hiccup's headboard in short order and spreading her legs when he pushed the inside of her knee.
"Now, you have two choices. You can be gagged and not have to ask permission to come, or no gag and I'm going to drag it out a lot longer. You'll come either way, but I'm letting you choose since I've made you wait so long."
Heather whined weakly, her arousal heavy on the air already as she debated her choices before panting out one word.
"Gag."
Hiccup reached back in to his little box, which he seemed to have prepared in advance for his time with Heather. She opened her mouth for the ball gag without being asked, and Hiccup buckled the strap carefully to avoid catching it in her hair before grabbing a vibrator from the box and kneeling between her spread legs.
"Snap your fingers."
Heather did so, and Hiccup smiled.
"Good. So if you need to stop, snap your fingers."
Moaning weakly against her gag, Heather's eyes flicked over to Valka before returning to Hiccup.
"No no, I have different toys for you two, don't worry. This is just for you."
That hadn't occurred to Valka, but she found herself touched by his forethought all the same. Hiccup switched on the toy, feeling it hum in his hand before he dragged it down Heather's bare belly until it found it's target, the sensations seeming quite potent as Heather began to squirm and moan instantly, tugging at her cuffs but deterred from struggling too hard by the metal digging into her skin.
Hiccup teased her with it, pulling it away before Heather could get used to the feeling and then returning it before she had time for her nerves to calm down, watching her writhe and buck. As promised, he did not draw it out too long, leaving Heather screaming against her gag as she shuddered her way through what must have been a long-awaited orgasm. He dropped the switched off vibe to the side and waited for Heather to catch her breath for a minute, stroking the side of her leg reassuringly as he waited.
"Alright?"
He asked, and Heather nodded shakily. Hiccup grinned.
"Good."
Without preamble, he dropped his head and pressed his mouth to her, tongue moving in wide, flat strokes as he lapped up her wetness. Heather was more vocal, more physical in her response and Valka was very aware of just how good Hiccup was with his mouth, which probably felt all the more intense after Heather had been through a period of denial, added to her being more sensitive when she'd just come once already. Valka grew wetter just thinking about it, watching Heather twist and moan until Hiccup used his hands to pin her wriggling hips down and continued, taking what seemed like no time at all to bring Heather off all over again.
She snapped her fingers when Hiccup seemed to plan to continue, and he stopped immediately, lifting his head and looking at her, his cheeks and chin damp and shining.
"Just too sensitive?"
Heather nodded, and Hiccup nodded back before sitting up, placing the used vibrator in a box Valka had seen - he used it to keep toys in that needed cleaning after they were done.
"I'm just going to clean my face, I'll be right back."
He dropped a wink at Valka on his way out, and sure enough he was not gone very long, returning with a waft of lightly scented soap on him as he got back up on the bed. Lifting Heather's legs until her feet were planted on the bed and her knees were bent.
"Deep breath."
Hiccup said, reaching down and Heather sighed audibly as he eased the plug out, placing it in the same box as the used vibrator. When asked if she wanted her gag out, Heather shook her head, so Hiccup left it there as he undid her cuffs, switching to a less severe pair of leather wrist cuffs after he'd turned her to lie on her front. Valka expected him to, well, get on and fuck Heather, but it seemed he wasn't quite done playing with her just yet.
She hadn't felt the need to leave yet, though she did feel a little odd just watching, having never been in such a position before.
The next toy Hiccup pulled out was a thin leather paddle, and after pushing a couple of pillows under Heather's hips so her backside was aimed upward - Valka now understood why he removed the plug, as she suspected it would be quite uncomfortable for Heather if he hit the base with any force.
"Snap your fingers?" Hiccup asked, and Heather complied "Good. Ready?"
Heather nodded, and Hiccup turned and gave Valka a reassuring smile, as if to remind her that Heather was fine with what was happening. Then he was facing his bed again, and raising the paddle in hand. The sound was louder than she expected, and Heather let out a loud sound even her gag could not muffle.
"If that's too rough, snap your fingers. If it's not hard enough, nothing. If it's just right, thumbs up."
Heather chose the thumbs up, and so Hiccup kept the same level of force behind it as he continued to paddle her, each impact making her cry out against her gag. Hiccup stopped for a minute, stepping back and Valka could see the way Heather's backside was now a deep red colour, edges of the shape of the paddle visible in the marks it left behind. The woman was twitching, panting, and Hiccup moved just enough to kneel next to her face. Valka ached with love as she watched his caring touch, heard his gentle tone.
"Had enough?"
Valka couldn't see or hear whatever response Heather gave, but it was enough for Hiccup to put his paddle aside and undo Heather's gag. When he reached for the restraints too, Heather shook her head.
"Those are fine."
"Oh, you're staying cuffed, I just want you in a different position."
He moved her until Heather was how he wanted, cushioned by some pillows with her hands cuffed behind her back. Hiccup gave her a little plastic thing, which he had her press and it let out a sharp beeping sound.
"I know you're not gagged, but I don't want to not hear you if you need to safeword."
Heather nodded, and Hiccup then made sure she was comfortable again before he slipped a blindfold over her eyes. Valka recognised the technique when he rested a vibrator between Heather's legs before tying a loop of rope around them, holding her legs closed.
"Low setting, so you have something to enjoy while I play with mom."
The hum that time was low, and Hiccup stroked Heather's cheek to reassure her he was still there before he moved. Valka shivered as he approached her, turned on beyond belief already. She could feel how wet she was as Hiccup pulled her to her feet, his gaze intense as he looked at her. A gentle tug on her hands had Valka leaning in, unable to suppress a moan as Hiccup kissed her roughly.
The pure mischief in his face when he pulled away sent a thrill through Valka, and Hiccup wasted little time in having her sit back on the chair, hiking her skirt up and yanking down her now-ruined underwear. The sodden fabric had barely been tossed over his shoulder before Valka felt his greedy mouth on her, gripping the sides of her seat to try and stay upright as Hiccup licked her, growling as he tasted her. Heather could undoubtedly hear her moan, Hiccup's near-silence probably a good hint of what he was doing to make Valka sound that way. Once he'd worked her into a puddle of arousal, Hiccup stood up, hands going to his belt again.
"Up, brace against the desk."
Nerves still ablaze, Valka stood on shaking legs and turned to bend over, bracing her hands against the edge of his desk. Her skirt was shoved up to expose her, Hiccup's cock sliding inside her without preamble. She gasped as he filled her, heard Hiccup swear under his breath.
"Fuck, you're so wet."
Valka shuddered, squeezing at his cock and hearing Hiccup grunt in response. The edge of the desk dug into her palms, but the pain didn't register through the haze of pleasure as Hiccup fucked her. The lewd, wet sounds they made were barely audible over her own moans, but Valka was sure Heather heard them all the same, knew exactly what mother and son were doing only a few feet away from her.
Well, Valka supposed she couldn't really doubt Heather was accepting of their new relationship, or she'd probably not be content to sit there and listen to it happening.
Valka didn't realise how close she was, shaking and sweating as Hiccup's thrusts hit her deeper, harder, sure her arousal was soaking into his jeans as he reached a hand down under her. He'd barely even touched her clit before she was coming, gripping the desk so hard the wood creaked under her hands and clenching tight around Hiccup's cock inside her.
Trembling, Valka still found herself whining in complaint when Hiccup slipped out, knowing he hadn't come yet. He leant down and brushed his lips over her ear, whispering "later" to her and she realised Heather was still there, that he had someone else to... satisfy, as it were.
Hiccup helped her sit, wiping his mouth on his hand before he kissed her softly, sweet and gentle and soothing. He waited for her to meet his eye, offering her a tender smile. She gave a nod, words still beyond her for the moment but she wanted him to go and tend to Heather, who was looking quite wound up as she writhed and squirmed as much as her bindings allowed.
Now Valka wasn't making so much noise herself, she realised Heather was whimpering, whining as the vibrator teased her nerves and the efficient method of bondage kept her from moving much at all. Hiccup pulled his boxers over his erection but left his jeans undone, heading back to the bed and pulling the blindfold off of Heather's face. The woman blinked up at him a few times, breathing ragged and her skin flushed and shining with sweat.
"Bet the heat of that spanking is really settled in now. Hold still, I'll turn the vibe off. You've made such a mess of these nice clean sheets."
Heather let out an audible sound of relief when the vibe went off and away, and another when Hiccup undid the rope on her legs. There was some quiet communication between the two, before Heather gave a nod and Hiccup turned her over, using the pillows to prop her hips up and making sure her face wasn't completely buried in the bed so she could breathe. Valka realised what was going on when Hiccup pulled out condom and lubricant, freeing his cock to sheathe it in latex and coat the condom in lubricant. With some on his fingers, he pressed them in to see how loose Heather was.
"Relax now, you're already going to be feeling this tomorrow."
Whatever Heather did seemed to satisfy him, as Hiccup pulled his fingers free and stripped off his t-shirt, exposing his lovely lean torso to Valka's eager gaze. He'd clearly worked up a bit of a sweat himself already, the flexing muscles in his back visibly damp when he leant over.
"Ready?"
Hiccup checked, and Heather nodded before uttering a breathy, strained "yes" in response. Content in her consent, Hiccup gripped her hips in one hand, using the other to guide himself into place. Valka watched, still relatively new to anal sex - she and Hiccup hadn't actually done that yet at all, just experimented with small toys and playful touches - as Hiccup inched in, going slowly until he bottomed out, hips pressed to Heather's reddened backside.
"Alright?"
Hiccup checked again, getting a similar response to before.
"I'll go slow, let you get used to it a little since it's been a while."
"I'm fine, I want it rough!"
Heather insisted, but Hiccup still moved slowly at first, pulling back until he was almost out before he pressed back in. Heather mewled, panting and trying to find purchase to push back. Hiccup gave a sharp slap to her already-spanked ass, which seemed to remind her to behave and she stilled, letting Hiccup do as he wished. Valka knew she had safewords, both verbal and non-verbal, and that Hiccup wasn't want to force anything, so simply continued watching as Hiccup's slow thrusts seemed to slowly steal Heather's ability to stay quiet and still under him.
When his thrusts began to pick up, Heather grew louder, squirming and moaning as the build up from the toy spanking and then the teasing vibrator was fed by the feel of Hiccup fucking her, each impact of his hips hitting her already-abused skin appearing only to fuel the fire. Hiccup widened his knees a bit for better purchase on the bed, hand slipping down under Heather to curl fingers over her clit. It quickly all grew too much for her, as Heather's whole body was wracked with shudders and she turned her head to muffle screams in the sheets. Hiccup grunted and groaned soon after, hips stilling and Valka gazed on eagerly as she watched him lost in bliss, head falling forward as he bucked a few times.
The soiled condom went in to the box set aside for cleaning up, and once Hiccup had pulled his boxers and jeans back up and re-fastened the button, he reached to undo Heather's bindings and turned her on her side, stroking her face gently as Heather came down. Valka was slightly alarmed to see tears in Heather's eyes, and Hiccup obviously noticed her concern.
"That happens sometimes, the drop after a session or scene can be quite intense. She's not crying from pain, I promise."
He reassured her, and Valka nodded, staying silent so Hiccup could focus on Heather for the moment. Once Heather had gotten herself a little more under control, Hiccup wrapped a blanket around her and got her a bottle of water, speaking softly to her as he got her to drink some. Valka didn't catch all of it, just murmurs like "did so well" and "good".
"Lay there for a minute, alright? I'm just gonna put the bath on."
Heather shook her head.
"Not in the mood. Just... the creamy stuff."
"Are you sure?"
Heather nodded, letting out a small yawn.
"Tired."
Hiccup smiled down at her, nodding.
"Alright, but you're eating after you nap."
"Yes sir."
Hiccup unwrapped her blanket and had Heather lay down, picking up his aloe lotion to massage her sore skin. He cleaned her up with some wet wipes too, then wrapped her up again and placed her on the (mostly) dry side of his bed. With a kiss dropped to her forehead, Hiccup murmured softly to her.
"Sleep now. Call or beep if you need me."
Heather nodded, and after watching her a minute more, Hiccup beckoned to Valka to follow him out. She did so, and Hiccup took her to the bathroom and started running a bath anyway. When Valka looked confused, he grinned.
"This is for you. You didn't think I'd forgotten about you, did you?"
Oh. Valka hadn't realised he'd feel the need to... aftercare for her, but supposed she had been part of that 'session', and given how she privately adored the love and tenderness of Hiccup bathing her, she didn't argue. Just took her clothes off while Hiccup discreetly cleaned himself up in the sink, commenting he'd shower later when he turned back. Valka tied her hair up so it wouldn't get soaked, as it took so long to dry.
"I'd get in with you, but I don't want to need to dry up and re-dress if Heather needs me."
Once the tub was full enough, Hiccup guided her in, asking if the water was too hot as she sank down. It was a little, but the heat soothed and relaxed her muscles so much Valka was happy to let her body adjust rather than add more cold. Hiccup picked up cloth and soap, starting to wash her gently. Her heart was doing some kind of backflip when she saw his soft, warm gaze, and an earlier thought came back to her full-speed.
Definitely in love with Hiccup. Fuck.
Valka kept quiet, not daring to spoil the moment. When Hiccup was done, a question rose to her lips.
"I'm not sure I'm phrasing this correctly, but are you... done with Heather today?"
"The scene is over, it's up to her if she wants to stick around for the day or night. We'll be playing again in the next few days, once her ass doesn't hurt to sit on" he stopped to chuckle "but you don't have to be there. If it's uncomfortable for you, I can always go to her place."
Valka hummed.
"I might not always want to be... right there, but whether you go there or bring her here is fine."
"Really?"
As though he could sense more was going on in her head, Hiccup fixed her with that searching gaze. Valka nodded.
"Really. I know you two normally spend more time together, and I've had a lot of your time lately."
"Oh, don't worry about that. We've done these... breaks before, Heather likes orgasm denial and I'm not great at that in person, because I like to play too much. Just a happy coincidence that it happened when we... happened. If any of this gets to be too much, you only have to say so."
Given how much she adored her son, and how much she adored the twisted, wonderful games they shared in bed together, Valka knew she wasn't walking away.
-HTTYD-
This is meant to be a smutfic, where did these hints of angst come from? *shoves angst bunnies in the cupboard and locks it*