So, a new... request. Let's call it that.
Must drink your Respect Sex Worker juice to read this fic, and also not have a bitchfit over the fact there will be Eretstrid as well as Hiccstrid smut.
On we go!
-HTTYD-
Astrid stepped out of the shower, drying herself off thoroughly before she undid the tie she'd put in her hair to stop it getting wet. Shaking her hair out, she headed to her room, moisturiser, underwear set and clothes all laid out waiting in order. When it came to her job, it was important she stay organised. Glancing at the clock, she saw she still had half an hour. Plenty of time to cover herself in moisturiser, helping keep her skin smooth and also adding a nice little glow for the camera. She called Hiccup, putting him on speakerphone as soon as he answered.
"Hey. Ready to get started soon?"
She asked, hearing the sound of him typing from the other end.
"Yeah. A few are already waiting, I've reminded them you're not due on for a little while."
"Eager lot. Hopefully a good night then!"
Astrid turned her computer on before she started getting dressed, but the camera wasn't hooked up until she was ready. Several of her regular fans were pretty tech savvy, and she absolutely expected them to try hacking in to spy on her. Thankfully, she had her own techno whizz in the form of Hiccup. Her oldest friend - best friends since school, grew up on the same street and everything - and luckily, her neighbour. They lived in the same block of flats, which was mostly inhabited by people in their sixties and seventies. Hiccup had moved there first, because he got a job as the maintenance man for the building. When the other flat on his floor became available, he managed to talk the landlord into renting to Astrid. She helped out too, mostly going out to do big shops for the other residents, walking their dogs or feeding their cats when they were away or in hospital and so on.
They might as well share a place, for how often they were in and out of others flats, but Astrid needed a lot of space for her set up, and Hiccup liked a couple of walls between the two of them when Astrid was... performing.
When she took up work as a camgirl, it was a no brainer who she'd ask to work as her moderator. He stayed in the chat room, kicking out creeps and updating Astrid if she had any technical issues with the video feed or sound. He was the one who posted reminders that the audience had to pay for the 'good stuff', as it were, and he kept track of what shows she was doing on what night, wrote down her earnings to help her file her taxes. He archived her videos for her website, where people could buy access to photos and videos. Basically, Hiccup was an absolute miracle and she adored her best friend.
It wasn't like Hiccup got nothing out of the deal - she paid him for his moderator work, and he got to watch her stream for free. There were guys who'd give their left leg for that! (Not their arms, for obvious reasons).
"Got a couple of donations already, the usual regulars. And a couple of hopeful comments for which toys you use, plus one guy saying he hopes you're wearing the red lingerie set."
Anyone who met Hiccup wouldn't expect him to be able to talk so candidly about such things - he was quiet, a little awkward, bordering on shy sometimes. But with Astrid's job and generally loud, blunt nature, he was pretty much desensitised to talking about her work, and wholly supported her choice in career. He was even friends with two of her fellow camera stars that she paired up with for performances sometimes.
"Good to know. I'm about ready, just gonna get something to drink and then I'll start getting set up."
"I'll let them know the lady is on her way."
They hung up so Astrid could finish sorting herself out, laughing at her own outfit. As a joke when she first tried out camming, Astrid had picked the name 'Shieldmaiden', because of the implication of 'maiden' meaning virgin while she was having some solo sex on video. Though she was totally sure there were virgin camgirls out there.
The joke had been quite popular, and so Astrid stuck with it, and one of her things for her strip shows was a Viking-inspired leather skirt. It didn't cover much of her, but it was more than she ended the night wearing. Then she'd put a huge toy axe and shield in the background, which seemed to round it out nicely. One guy who bought private time with her had sent her a helmet (bought through a safe wishlist site so he didn't get her address, obviously) and asked her to masturbate in nothing but that. Hey, whatever worked for him! She got paid, he was happy. Win win!
She was wearing the red lingerie set, so at least one of her viewers would be thrilled. After a good stretch and a glug of water, Astrid sat down and plugged the camera in to join her chatroom. Half the job was boobs and toys, but the other half was definitely selling herself to the chat room, keeping everyone engaged.
Stretched out on her bed on her front (a position which conveniently boosted up her cleavage), Astrid gave her best sexy smile to the camera as she greeted her watchers.
"Evening everyone! How are you all doing tonight?"
Hiccup tossed out a couple of the usual creeps who lurked in hopes of seeing her without donating, but got impatient and insisted she flash them various body parts almost right away. Otherwise, there were the usual mix - regulars who liked Astrid a lot, newbies looking for something fresh every night, and the ones Astrid knew came with the job and wished she could avoid - the ones who consumed her work, then shamed her for doing it, or who messaged her privately all the time insisting that they'd financially support her so she could only strip for them. Possessive was a little scary when one was a sex worker, but Hiccup knew enough about tech to keep her safe at work, and also lived close by. So she felt pretty safe.
Plus, Astrid was very good at martial arts. So she could kick some serious ass. And after a few years in the industry - she'd started as a fitness model thanks to her physique, then did porn-y photos before moving on to camgirl work - Astrid was pretty good at reading people, and avoiding the predators as best she could. Astrid was confident enough that she genuinely felt empowered in her work, she felt sexy when people kept coming back, when they watched her as she fucked herself or someone else.
She answered a few questions here and there, keeping everyone interested as they waited for the room to fill up, and Astrid dropped a few reminders in that they needed to hit the button and donate before anything came off. It was a solo show, so the bar wasn't as high as when she was getting adventurous with a second performer. There were three thresholds that night though - one for her to strip down, then another for her to bring out the toys, and a third one to bring anal play into it.
Hiccup - with a private messenger window in the corner for him to send her little updates - let her know they'd hit the first target. Astrid shuffled a little closer to the camera, smiling.
"So, do we want music on tonight or no?"
Stripping was easier with a beat to move to, but sometimes they didn't want any competing sounds. Thankfully, they were up for some music, so Astrid hit play on her docked stereo, playlist loaded up and waiting (see, organised!). The music wasn't too loud, just enough to give her something to move to. Offering a close up of her face with her most seductive expression, Astrid turned the camera a little so it was focused on where she'd be standing to strip. She blew a kiss to the camera to cover checking messenger. Hiccup said she wasn't out of focus, and so Astrid took a few steps back and got started.
Hiccup knew better than most that Astrid wasn't a naturally gifted dancer (neither was he, he wasn't judging her). She joked that that was why she'd opted for camera work over working in a strip club, though she'd contemplated learning to pole dance because she heard it was a good work out.
So he knew how much work she'd put in to learning how to strip to music. Keeping an eye on the text based chat where her audience commented, Hiccup watched as she began to move to the beat. Very fit and flexible, Astrid dropped low into a squat as she turned around, short skirt exposing a tantalising peek of red fabric beneath, letting the riveted viewers know she did have that popular red set on. Material straining over her ass, Astrid straightened up, ruffling her hair, throwing those alluring looks and bedroom eyes at the camera all the while. Her hands slid up over her hips and waist, shirt sliding up a little to expose the pale skin of her toned stomach.
He'd seen her take her clothes off and do all sorts countless times, but there was always something quite hypnotic about the way Astrid moved. How much she convinced everyone she always moved so fluidly, how she had them all hanging on her every word and motion. Finally, nimble fingers came up to start working off her clothes. Astrid undid each button of her skintight blue blouse one by one, achingly slow about it so that each bit of skin revealed was anticipated heavily.
She played for the camera, knew exactly how to work angles and lighting to the best effect. When she shrugged it off and the shirt fluttered down her arms to land on the floor, Astrid undoubtedly had every audience member completely absorbed. The red lingerie set she had on was very popular, possibly because the bra opened in the front. Either that or because it flattered her skin tone very well. Or both. It was probably both.
Astrid bent over and wiggled herself invitingly at the camera, little skirt doing nothing to cover her at that angle before she turned back and continued to sway her hips, working the beat and pushing her hair off her face to leave it looking artfully messy. When she shimmied out of her skirt, Hiccup noticed the donations were starting to climb again. Clearly, the audience were keen to ensure they got to see her do more than just take her clothes off.
She teased them, brushing her fingers over the front fastening before skipping over it, instead slipping first one, then the other strap of her bra from her shoulder. Rather well timed, the tempo of her background music sped up a bit, meaning it felt more natural for her to undress a little quicker. The bra popped open nicely, and Astrid quickly peeled it off and dropped it to the floor. Her hands roamed her now-freed breasts, playing and teasing herself a little to encourage her nipples to swell, cupping and squeezing herself for her watchers.
A little distracted, Hiccup just about remembered to post a little reminder in the chat to keep donations coming in - they were already at the second threshold, which he let Astrid know so she'd see it when she returned to the computer.
Sensual and seductive as she moved, Astrid kept them waiting just a little longer before she dropped the final piece of fabric, briefs dropping to her ankles for her to step out of. When she returned to her computer, Astrid was stark naked and had a few dozen men (she did have female viewers, especially on nights with Heather, but it definitely skewed heavily toward men) eating out of the palm of her hand.
"Oh, you really are all feeling generous tonight huh? Should I get started now, or shall we wait and see just how generous you're feeling and how adventurous I'm feeling, hmm?"
By then she had them rolling in, up to and beyond the third line and Astrid giggled aloud, not her most genuine laugh but enough to keep the mood happy and light. Hiccup didn't need to upsell her more that evening, so he let Astrid know she had forty minutes to fill and got more comfortable, now his job was just watching her and the chat.
"Well that's told me! So, what are we wanting to see tonight? The toy box is right here, who's got a favourite?"
Still completely nude, Astrid kept them talking, filling more of the time before she rounded it off with her solo session. Hiccup doubted many of them minded a conversation so long as they could see her bare chest, but since Astrid prided herself on aiming for displaying a genuine orgasm it did mean she needed a little time.
The regulars all asked for Astrid's favourite dildo - they were pretty fond of the real climax too - and she let the new visitors pick out which of her smaller toys could accompany said dildo to bring the anal play in. She had bigger toys, but they were for special shows.
She started with her little bullet vibrator, running her tongue along the shiny surface teasingly before she turned it on and traced the wet, buzzing tip around first one, then the other nipple, letting out a few little sighs of pleasure. There were a few requests for the music to go off now she was done dancing, and Astrid obliged her fans quickly before she shifted up on her bed, legs closed for the moment.
As the bullet travelled down her stomach, her legs parted and spread wider, giving viewers quite the show as she trailed the vibrator along the length of her slit, biting her lip and letting her head roll back when the vibrations against her clit had her start moaning a little. Astrid stopped for a minute, but only so she could get up on her knees, allowing her to keep her legs spread for ease of viewing but giving enough leverage to rock her hips into her hand, pressing herself against the vibrating bullet.
They were best friends, and he'd watched her streams for months by then, but Hiccup doubted there were many straight or bisexual men who wouldn't have been a little hot under the collar watching such a shamelessly erotic show. The hand not holding her vibrator came up to play with her breasts, pink lips a little swollen where she'd bit them as she played to the camera some more, asking if those watching wished they were there to help, letting them know how good she felt, how wet she was.
Picking up her other toys and lubricant, Astrid opted for the anal toy first. She coated it in lube and turned on her side, the view presented to the camera mostly of her ass and thighs, teasing peeks of wet skin between her taut, muscled legs and her face visible above them. She reached down with the toy and pressed it in slowly, letting her body adjust to it comfortably before it settled in place. Astrid toyed with it, pulling and pushing it back a few inches before she left it all the way in and turned it on, leaving the butt plug vibrating away as she rolled onto her back.
Settled on some pillows so her head and breasts were still visible to the camera, Astrid picked up her trusty favourite dildo. It wasn't her biggest, nor was it especially huge, but it was a favourite among viewers as it got some of the best responses from Astrid.
With her legs wide and bent at the knee, Astrid was spread open for eager viewers, the base of a toy visible in her ass. She reached down to give it a tug. Not hard enough to pull it out, but enough that she'd feel it. Her hips flexed, arousal wet and shining on her thighs already as she pushed the toy down. Teased herself at first, just rubbing the head of the dildo up and down, little shivers rolling through her body as it bumped her clit. Her free hand went back up to her breasts, tweaking her nipple and palming herself greedily; even when it was just a solo show, Astrid really put on a show.
The dildo slipped inside her pretty easily, Astrid's moans growing in volume as she pressed it in inch by inch until only the flat base was visible. Astrid left it that way for a minute, giving her viewers the visual of both holes filled up to enjoy.
It was after that that Hiccup couldn't help but laugh to himself, knowing from Astrid telling him herself that she did not make so much noise when she was masturbating by herself, but she had an audience to entertain and so she 'hammed it up' for their sakes.
Once she got going and found the rhythm, Astrid fucked herself steadily with the toy, occasionally bringing the bullet back to play with her clit or using that hand to play with her vibrating butt plug. She arched her back and bucked her hips, using a mix of quick, shallow thrusts and longer, deeper ones to draw out the pleasure. Hiccup checked the timer and saw she was down to the last five minutes of her ninety minute session. She had a clock off to the side, out of camera shot, so Astrid was going to know that.
He knew when she switched to playing with her butt plug and the bullet vibe that she was close to climax, using the two that buzzed away on her most sensitive nerves to bring herself to a loud, messy orgasm, her toes curling as her feet dug into the mattress, hips pressing up to chase the vibe on her clit.
As she came down, Hiccup saw her glance across to the clock but covered it up by pushing hair off her sweaty face, reaching down to turn off her plug and easing the dildo out. Flushed and panting, Astrid moved back up close to the camera, preparing to say goodnight to her audience. She teased them with a sultry look as she dragged her tongue along the wet silicone of her toy, tasting herself there.
"That's all we have time for tonight, I got a little carried away... but I'll see you all soon!"
Hiccup waited for her to sign off, then left a post letting those in the chat know what and when her next stream would be. A message pinged in the private chat between he and Astrid.
"Open the door and put the kettle on, I'll be round when I've cleaned up."
Chuckling, Hiccup reminded her to disconnect her camera properly and then went to do as she'd said. He left his front door ajar, then went to make them both a cup of tea. They were left on the table while he worked on archiving the video, putting the file away to upload to her website later. It was getting late - they'd probably both go to bed once they'd had their post-work chat.
"Ah, excellent!"
Astrid's arrival was announced by her excitement at seeing her tea waiting for her, closing the door behind her and slumping gracelessly on Hiccup's sofa like she owned the place. She looked quite different to the post-orgasmic mess he'd seen on camera not ten minutes ago, now she'd had a wash and put on pyjamas, tied her hair up out of the way.
"You did well tonight."
Hiccup commented as he got up from the computer and went to join her, picking up his own mug and sitting down. She grinned.
"Thanks. Any technical errors?"
"Not that I saw, no. And only a few of the creepy sorts turned up tonight."
"That's cus I have a great moderator who swings a ban hammer very well."
She tipped Hiccup a wink, and they chatted about numbers and the like, then her upcoming shows - a more basic free chat where people could donate tokens just because, or could buy some VIP minutes with her, and then one with a regular male performer friend, Eret in a few days time. They generally got together once a week, and those were very good nights for Astrid's bank balance, though even her solo shows had a regular following.
"Thanks for being such a good moderator-slash-neighbour. And for making such good tea."
Hiccup smiled at her.
"No problem. What are friends for?"
-HTTYD-
I don't know when this gets another chapter, since it's by request. But they said it can be shared, so when there is another chapter done y'all will get it too.