Author's Note: Rated M, Entire Chapter. Adult Content and Romance.
Hiccup had lit the forge in his workspace, and we had long since sealed the door, the cold air from the outside unable to penetrate the thick wooden walls with both the door and window sealed. He explained he'd work on small projects alone in here, such as the necklace he had given me. The smoke from the forge was routed up, and so long as he wasn't adding more fuel to the flame, the room was, while hot, not unbearable. There was a sweat lacing down our skin only made more potent by our breathless dance between our lips. Each time we pulled away, we were left struggling to regain our breath and struggling more to not ignore it and press further.
His lips traced down my neck as he kept me pinned against a wall, my eyes rolling back as he finds the spot on my neck. We hadn't even shredded all our cloths yet, which was fine with me for the moment as I enjoyed every second of attention that he gave me.
"Mmm, Hiccup." I say softly, bringing my head down to look at him as he pulls back. "There's something I wanted to tell you, I, uh, spoke with Gothi." I say softly as his head turns slightly.
"About?" He asks, pressing his body against mine and running his lips up my neck to my ear, making it extremely challenging to concentrate.
"How to… avoid… getting pregnant." I stumble softly and he stops his affection to my own displeasure as I laugh lightly at his look of concern. "Relax. It was a, theoretical scenario. I explain it as though, when I marry, if I wasn't ready to give up dragon riding yet." I explain and he nods softly.
"A-and, to what end?" He asks and I shake my head with a smile.
"I want to feel you, and I want us to be able to feel that together." I say softly, pressing my lips to his, drinking in the heat before pushing him back a bit. "So, she told me of an herb called Wild Carrot; it's fairly common in the archipelago… and it, uh, helps. Taking it during certain times of the month can prevent pregnancy. There are mild risks with it, but she warned me about those as well." I slowly explain, which is unduly awkward for me. I could battle mercenaries or trappers, rider dragons hundreds of feet in the sky or float in a pool of lava. Yet talking about pregnancy prevention, with Hiccup, was painful. I suppose my unease was unwarranted as I feel his lips press against mine.
"You didn't need to do any of that." He says softly against my lips and I smile.
"I wanted too. Point is, Hiccup; we can go all in tonight, right now." I answer back barely above a whisper as his eyes gaze into mine. Placing my hand on his cheek, I smile and nod. "I want too… if, if you do." I finish meekly, by the gods, I wanted this conversation to be done so I could feel his lips fully again but he needed to know. The warm look in his eyes and light smile that followed put my own unease to rest as I felt his hands take mine up to our chest as I look down at his hands, massaging mine.
"In that case, we're overdressed, don't you think." He playfully retorts, prompting me to chuckle slightly as I shake my head. He could almost always do that, make a challenging situation seem easy. I look back up, biting my lip and nod slightly.
"I think we are." I whisper and press my hand against his chest, pushing him back and closer to the floor. He doesn't fight it and moments later I'm straddling him with his hands on my hip as I begin undoing the rest of my sashes and laces, looking down at him with a smile as he just watches. His hands slowly running up and down my side as piece by piece, my clothing is shredded from my body until I sit naked, straddling him. "You're turn." I whisper and before he can even start unhooking his own cloths, I shake my head and press my finger to his lips.
Tracing down and kissing him softly, I slide my hands down and begin removing each article of clothing or suit he was still wearing. We had grown rather familiar with each other's cloths that it was like taking off my own. He was so keen to give my body attention when he disrobed me, that I felt the need, the want to return the favor.
He was still a hiccup by Viking standard, but he was no twig. Years of being a blacksmith, years of being a rider had blessed him with a lean and muscled body. He didn't have the arms of other Viking men, but they were no less toned. It made spending those extra seconds running my fingers or lips down his body even more enjoyable. The heat from the forge still packing the room as the signs of sweat and warmth protruded from our bodies. And soon he too was lying naked on his back with me lying between his legs looking up at him. He glanced down but said nothing, nothing needed be said as his head rolled back against the floor while my lips slowly wrapped themselves around his already hardening member. One of the side effects of Wild Carrot that could be readily eases by a nice slick member.
Lathering it with my tongue as I slowly massaged the base, his slight moans of pleasure made me smile while I worked. There was something to be said for hearing the effect you have on your partner, knowing in this moment that you are filling them with such a degree of euphoria they can hardly contain themselves. It was even more when my name would escape his lips as I worked; no matter what was going on around the archipelago, none of it mattered. All that was on my mind was him, and those moments of audible gasps let me know I was only on his.
I felt his member throb under my care as the sound of the slick wetness I had left behind was heard when I ran my grip up and down the shaft slowly. Slowly crawling back up his body, I slipped my legs over his, so I was straddling him again, grinding my hips against his but not letting his member enter. I'll admit, I was taken slightly by surprise when he kicked his leg and I felt his hand wrap around my waist, lowering me on my back, with his member now mere blades of grass away from mine as I smile. It made me feel flustered and hot when he did that; took control, did the direct approach.
"Before we do that, my turn." He whispers softly as I gaze at him questioningly, but my confusion is extremely short lived as he slowly glides down my body. I wasn't going to fight it, it felt inexplicably good when I felt his lips around my own area, his fingers.
I felt my own eyes roll back as I felt his tongue start its dance around my area's sensitive entry. He ran his hand up my heated body until his finger found my lips and I wrapped my lips around it without hardly thinking. His tongue still sending me shivers as he slowly pulls his finger out of my mouth and gently slides it back down my bare chest. Moments later, I felt it slip inside and slowly begin working in and our while his tongue never ceased its gentle massaging. It was enough to make my back arch and legs widen autonomously. My own hands looking for something, anything, to grab onto, soon found his head between my legs. Running my fingers through his hair as he continued his finger and tongue work, I felt the heat built up inside me. This was what he wanted; he had grown fond of doing this before we actually penetrated. Soon, I could no longer stifle my moans as I felt myself explode and the slick wet layer my own area as he slows down in his attention. Slowly withdrawing the finger, he glances up at me as I struggle to look at him while my legs and hips shake.
"Now, we can feel it together." He whispers, crawling back up my body and I smile, shaking my head. The beauty of being a warrior, legs weak or no, I was still strong. I pushed up against him and toppled him back onto his back, straddling him as I pin both his hands above his head and glide my wet area across his hard member. He did not fight it, in fact, I know he enjoyed it.
Astrid had almost always been stronger than me, except in recent years and even then, even when we dueled together for real; it was close. Not that I minded, there was something attractive about being able to train and sweat with your partner outside of a bed, granted we weren't partners like this back on Edge but the thoughts were there. When she toppled me onto my back and started grinding her hips to mine, layering my own member with the results of my work, it made me want her more. We had both tasted each other, drink in each other's presence of melt in each other's arms; especially next to a slow burning forge. Yet it did not stop us from pressing our bodies together; it didn't stop her from leaning down as she kept my hands pinned and pressing her lips to mine. Her hips still slowly rocking over my hard member as her tongue danced with mine while our lips were locked in a breathless embrace. I wonder if she could taste herself, not that it mattered.
The urge for my hands to settle on her hips was palpable and hard to ignore as I playfully struggled against her pin; could I force my way out of it? Probably, do I want to? No. She felt my efforts and I felt her lips curl into a smile against mine as her hips pressed further down, my member resting lengthwise against her. All it would take is an inch for me to thrust up within her as she breaks our kiss and we both struggle lightly to regain our breath.
"Struggling, babe?" She whispers playfully against my ear.
"Fighting the urge to topple you and reacquaint you to my hammer." I retort with a smile and she leans back, sitting fully upright while straddling me, releasing my hands and they follow her, resting on my hips as she grinds softly. She must feel my member throb between her legs, she enjoyed teasing me in this way… I enjoyed it too.
"Tell me then, what do you want?" She says, gazing down at me as my eyes trace her body. From her eyes to her flustered cheeks and lips, the mark that is slowly taking root on her neck where I've bitten and kissed. Down her shoulders to her breasts, her nipples down to her waist and in between her thighs where my hands rest and I can barely see the tip of my member pressed between her hips and my lower abdomen. She was a sight to behold, one I could gaze upon all day and night and never feel as though I wasted any time.
"You. All of you." I respond simple with a smile as I rock my hips against hers and she smiles. Leaning her hips forward and sliding one of her hands between us, I feel her grip find my member as she guides it into her. Just the tip first, then slowly, I feel myself slide further and further inside her as she lowers her hips back down against mine. I feel her contract against my member as a soft moan escapes her lips. Slowly, she starts grinding back and forth against my hips, pressing down with each movement as I rock my hips with hers.
My member sliding back in and out as she rocks further forward and back fully onto it, a moan escapes her lips each time she sits back onto the full length of my member as her hands find their way to my chest. Moving my hands from her hips, I snake my fingers in between her fingers as I interlock our hands and pull her down, her pressing her lips to mine as another moan echoes through her body against my lips. I feel her lips trace my neck and bite as my own hands return to her hips and I start rocking faster as I feel her own speed increase. This would be the first time we weren't going to stop, the first time we'd let ourselves go; together. If the sounds of her increased moans were any indication, I knew she was getting closer as the sweat from her brow dripped onto my forehead when she returned her lips to mine.
"Hiccup, Hiccup. Mmph, yes, yes, gods, don't stop." She moans against my lips as I bite her lower lip and moan against it.
"Astrid! Almost; almost!" I moan against her lips, my breath hitching as I struggle to catch it between thrusts and our lips being locked. I was mere seconds from exploding and erupting within her, and she was close to it was well.
"Yes! Almost! Oh, gods, Hiccup!" She exclaims as I feel her contract and tighten against me as her legs shake while she tries to keep rocking her hips. As I feel her tighten, I let any restraint I had been trying to hold onto go and erupt within her, my head falling back against the ground as I feel myself unloading within her. "I-I can feel it." She stammers, breathlessly, her grinding slowing significantly but still going as her legs continue their shake. "Di-Did you?" She asks, leaning down to me, not stopping her hips which felt like an amazing massage. I gaze up into her eyes with a smile.
"I did, did you?" I ask and she nods, pressing her lips to mine as she places one of her hands on my cheek.
"We finally did it, together." She says softly and lets herself lay fully on top of me as my hands interlock around her lower back, my member still throbbing inside her as her legs slowly stop shaking and her grinding comes to a stop. "I could lay like this forever." She whispers.
"That was incredible; feeling you while I did, I guess I didn't realize what I was missing." I say softly, my member still hard but softening form the lack of movement.
"Hopefully, with this herb, it'll be that way from now on." She answers before turning her head and looking down at me with a playful smile. "I mean, I still plan to… you know." She says, licking her lips and I laugh lightly.
"Oh, good. Cause I love that." I reply
"Love what? Feeling it or giving it?" She retorts and I can see the soft bite of her lower lip.
"Both? I mean, give me one or the other and I could spend all day between your legs." I state with a grin and the look on her face was utterly priceless as her eyes widened and her cheeks flushed even redder than the heat the forge is making them. "What do you not like it?" I suggestively ask and she vehemently shakes her head.
"I love it." She replies and pauses with another light shake and sigh. "We're so not traditional Vikings, are we?" She asks and I roll my shoulders lightly.
"You say that like it's a bad thing. Give me a choice of traditions, or watching your back arch while I drink in your presence between your legs? Traditions can be damned; at least those traditions." I suggest and she smiles, leaning back into kiss me. Running her finger down my chest as she pulls away from the kiss, she nods.
"I agree completely. Maybe we'll try something else later." She suggests and I turn my head quizzically.
"Going somewhere?" I ask, tightening my grip around her waists as she smiles and shakes her head.
"Not at all, I'm yours, tonight and forever. And right now." She pauses, leaning her head against my chest as her arms wrap around mine as she lays on top me, her legs still straddling mine. "Right now, I just want to stay like this." She says softly and I smile.
"Sounds perfect to me." I reply and together, we just lay there for a while, basking in each other's presence, forgetting the troubles of the archipelago outside this small room, relishing this moment just to each other. After what feels like an eternity, but in truth is probably mere minutes, I kiss her forehead softly.
"Astrid Hofferson, to be Haddock, I love you. No matter what the future holds, it is these moments with you I fight for, that I promise will never cease so long as you'll have me." I whisper and I feel her grip around my arm tighten.
"Forever sounds good to me. From now into Valhalla and beyond; I will always be with you. I love you, Hiccup Haddock." She answers softly and I smile, my grip tightening across her back. There was no better way to lay than in the arms of your lover, your partner, your friend, and ally; Astrid was all these things to me and so much more.