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Chapter 6: Warmth

A/N: So as I was writing this chapter, I hit a major obstacle, and as a result, I had to take liberties regarding Hiccup and Astrid's possible handling of alcohol; that being that they handle their drink extremely well in this pocket universe I've created.

They are unsteady on their feet while drunk, but otherwise unaffected by it.

This is also another M rated chapter, with a bit of fluff included near the end.

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Stumbling through his apartment door with his girlfriend was a slightly awkward affair, but they managed it on their second try. "I think I won that challenge, wouldn't you agree, babe?"

"It was actually a tie."

"Let me have this."

Chuckling, Hiccup nudged the front door of his apartment shut behind them as Astrid separated from him, then looked her way. "So, what do we do now?"

A moment passed before Hiccup was shoved up against the door. He and Astrid were quick to lean in after that; cupping each other's cheeks and kissing hungrily, putting in all the pent up need - that had developed over the past few days - to be together in that one moment.

"My beautiful lady…" Hiccup murmured as they pulled from the kiss to breathe, though his mouth didn't stop, kissing his way over her jaw, trailing down to her neck, pulling her closer to him, long limbs wrapping around her slender body.

"Mmm…" Astrid moaned, tilting her head back to give him better access, biting her lip and gripping his leather jacket desperately.

One of his hands slid over a breast, concealed behind her red blouse and pressed down on her now rock hard nipple, earning him another throaty moan. "H-Hiccup…" she sighed, angry hot desire pulsing greedily between her legs, brushing her chest against his coat, the peaks grazing against the hard leather, making the throbbing so much stronger. Unable to handle it, Astrid tugged on a sleeve of his leather jacket. Hiccup pulled a little from her without having to be asked and hurriedly began to yank the thing off him.

As soon as Hiccup tossed his outer garment away and onto the floor, Astrid was on him again, reaching for the edge of his shirt and pulling it right off, sliding her hand over his deliciously exposed chest, over to his neck, and tugging him back to kiss her. Their lips parted in an instant, hot and eager to pour into each other again.

The taste of alcohol still lingered on their lips, intoxicating them the further they delved into their mouths. Astrid walked him backwards, over to his bed while Hiccup fiddled with the collar of her t-shirt but failed to do much more than position the triangle-shaped pieces of material so that they pointed upwards.

Never slowing down, they left their jackets behind on their urgent way to his bedroom and his bed, their legs threatening to buckle with every step on the short journey.

Finally reaching the bed, Hiccup fell onto it, followed by Astrid landing on top of him, spread out somewhat, resulting in an awkward heap of limbs. They then reached for the other to commence another kiss.

Hiccup's hands clumsily navigated her remaining clothes, fingers trailing down as they searched for the hem of her shirt, then slid under her bra, gliding over her heated skin. Astrid arched her back a little, shivering at the pleasant feeling, the pressure of his hand lighting her on fire, making her sigh giddily through their lip-lock.

Her nails dragged over the sharp swells of his abs, purring in appreciation. Hiccup yanked her shirt off and went back to her neck, sucking on her pulse point while his eager hands pulled her binding off. Astrid panted softly, as they reached the bed, digging her fingers into his waistband. "Hiccup…" she groaned, tugging on him. Hiccup pulled away again and they quickly tore the rest of their clothes off.

Both now fully naked, each gazed at the other in adoration, fingers reaching for exposed flesh, he; stumbling his way to her breasts and her; trailing down to grasp his cock, all the while they sighed into a third hungry kiss together.

Well, I say kiss; with their current state of being, none of their kisses could be truly named as such, with 'rough mashing of lips' being more accurate.

"Have I ever told you… how handsome… and how… nice you are?" Astrid asked breathlessly, once they had pulled away for air.

"Maybe…? But there is something… something I want to try… with you…" Hiccup said, before flipping their positions, meaning she was now beneath him.

"Okay…" she forced out as she gazed up at him.

Hiccup proceeded to pick her up, then, on unsteady legs, dropped her on the floor, eliciting a giggle from the blonde. He then positioned her on her back so that her breasts and cheek rested against the floor. Astrid panted harshly, nearly orgasming on the spot with anticipation, knowing that what he had in store would be intense.

It had been intense twice before anyhow.

Hiccup wrapped his arms around her, holding her steady, and leaned further against her. Then, trapping her beneath him, he drew his cock out, before plunging it hard into her, making her feel it in her chest. Hiccup began to rut her fast and as deep as he could go each time, grunting and moaning as he did. Astrid sobbed and cried for him, unable to do much in her utterly submissive position but gush thickly around his thrusting length again and scrape her nails over the floor in desperation as he claimed her.

Hiccup groaned, her name spilling from his lips as he smacked into her. His breaths left him hard and fast, sweat sliding down him, his grip tight over her hips as he shoved into her until she was a writhing, helpless bundle of nerves beneath him, chanting his name as he made her orgasm brutally.

When Hiccup Haddock let himself go, it was unbelievably hot. Unfortunately, or fortunately, if she was being honest, she would be taking charge later. In the meantime, Astrid struggled to not lose her mind, blinded from the familiar smothering, ravenous pleasure that rushed through her.

Hiccup stiffened hard, whining at the feel of her clasping down so tightly and so wetly around his engorged cock, listening to her wail against the floor in ecstasy. He howled seconds later, shoving into her harder before stopping abruptly, holding his hips flush against her bare ass, his balls digging between her thighs, eyes screwed shut, teeth gritted, brows drawn together.

Astrid cried and whimpered in pleasure, toes curling, feeling him release his burning seed fast and deep inside her. They remained still for a moment, his body still firmly moulded over hers, trapping her against the floor, his length pulsating and hot inside her as he finished, jerking slightly now and then. Astrid panted, pinned to the floor on her knees beneath his body, eyes fluttering closed in erotic bliss, tingling all over as she felt him finally relax.

It was just as intense as she remembered.

Hiccup sighed in ardent relief and pulled away wetly shortly after, not caring how drenched the floor of his bedroom was. Hearing Astrid still struggling to recover, he rubbed her back soothingly, earning him a thankful smile.

"Is… w-was that what you wanted to try?" Astrid asked breathlessly, looking up at him warmly.

"No, that was just the warmup. Round one if you will. Now, I got this idea from a redheaded friend of mine, and you can say no to trying it out of course, but have you ever tried anal?" Hiccup asked, his cheeks turning pink as they became two instead of one.

He found her cheeks were also pink as she rolled so that her back was flush against the cold floor of his bedroom. "No, but I've heard about it. W-we can do it sometime, but not just now, since it needs prep…" Astrid trailed off meaningfully.

Hiccup nodded, but any words that could have followed were swallowed by a soft moan as his lover quite unexpectedly reached up and slid her hand over his equipment, massaging his cock gently as she worked him back to stiffness. After a bit, when he was good and hard again, he scooped up his lover. "Alright, now for one of my favourite positions."

"Oh?" she inquired.

Not responding verbally, Hiccup navigated her legs to wrapped around his hips, then stood, taking her with him before pressing her bare behind against a wall. With the leverage provided by this position, he lined himself up and pressed in, sinking right back into her again and making her gasp and moan.

Finally, her arms wrapped around his shoulders, holding him tightly while her core burned anew with desire as he went back to work.

After a few days without each other, neither of them had any intention to forgo sex for sleep for a while yet.

She was delighted when he began to move, racketing up the pace of his thrusts into her and occasionally gripping her ass to lift her a bit for more leverage, making her moans - and soon his own - increasingly violent. Wanting more of this, Astrid tried to help as best she could by moving in time with him.

She soon found that they fit perfectly together. Every snap of his hips, every rolling of hers was utter bliss, helped along by his mouth on her skin.

His lips trailed up her neck, finding the pulse point on her neck which he began to suck on gently.

Then, the sudden feel of him gently biting down on said pressure point proved to be her undoing. With a torn cry, she came on Hiccup's cock, fighting to keep her eyes open and focused on him.

"Hiccup!" she called, as wave after wave of white-hot pleasure rushed through her and her legs slackened, with his firm grip keeping her upright. In the meantime, her fingers dug into his back to the point where scratches were inevitable as she desperately clung to him, with her inner walls clamping down on his still thrusting manhood.

His eyes, blackened with lust, watched her every move adoringly and his thrusts carried her through her climax until the noises he made reached a crescendo and he pressed into her as deeply as he could.

"Astrid!"

Her name on his lips sounded like a prayer, and it made her chest feel warm for reasons not fully known to the blonde. However, she would ponder on the feeling later.

Gasping for air, Hiccup let her down to stand on her own feet a minute later. His hands rested against the wall on either side of her head but he only waited a few seconds more before his lips brushed against hers sensually.

She melted against his chest, somehow remaining upright on unsteady legs; at that moment, she wanted nothing more than to keep kissing him for the rest of her life.

Later, the pair lay side by side in his bed, relaxing post-coitus, before Astrid glanced his way. "You remember earlier, before the drinking competition I challenged you to, where you said 'Did you and my cousin compare notes', what exactly did you mean by that?"

"Nothing."

"Didn't sound like nothing. You sounded angry."

Hiccup rolled onto his side. "I'd rather not talk about it. I'd like to sleep instead.

Hiccup closed his eyes following that, but Astrid was not one to let things lie.

Astrid grabbed his arm and tugged, making him glance her way. "You're not getting out of this. Not until you explain what happened then."

Hiccup pulled his arm free, only for her to grab it again. Hiccup then sighed. "It's not what was said that made me angry last night. It was the fact you said it at all. I expect Snotlout to say it, because he has many times. Not you. Don't follow in his footsteps, please. That is all."

Astrid let go of his arm. "Alright, but I don't think we're quite done on the matter. We'll talk about it later."

"There is nothing more to talk about, Astrid," he said. "Really, I was just angry for a moment, that's all. I appreciate the concern though. Talking is good. Feel free to keep doing it."

"Understood. I will do that. Goodnight babe," she murmured, a smile forming on her face as she thought back on their recent activity and that warm feeling she had felt towards the end.

"Goodnight, milady," he uttered just as quietly.

Perhaps that feeling is the start of love? The blonde thought to herself just before sleep claimed her.

I would like that; to love him. But does he feel the same way?