A/N: Basically, I love to write shameless smut for my favorite pairings. This story is exactly that.

Disclaimer: I don't own 'How to train your dragon' franchise, this was written strictly for fun, not for profit.

Warning: English is not my first language, so there might be some grammar mishaps along the way. Also, this story is rated M for lemons, very sour lemons. Beware.

Summary. Astrid Hofferson, a freshman in college, reluctantly agrees to go to a frat party with her friend Ruff to shake off the stress after finals. There, amidst all the noise and booze she meets a handsome green-eyed stranger who looks like he'd rather be anywhere else but here. This chance encounter might change their expectations of the night entirely. Modern AU. Hiccstrid. Lemon. One-shot.

Time to party

Being a microbiology student was stressful to say the least. Astrid spent almost all of her time studying, either in class or at her dorm, or at the library, leaving literally no time for social life. Her best friend and roommate Rachel 'Ruffnut' Thorston almost gave up on trying convincing Astrid to go out with her. Ruff's major wasn't as demanding, plus her devil-may-care attitude towards life in general pretty much guaranteed she didn't spend nearly enough time studying as she should have, and definitely not as much as Astrid.

This time though, Ruff was determined to drag her blonde friend out to one of those frat parties a buddy of hers was throwing, since it was the end of the semester and finals were over. Even the ever studious Astrid couldn't deny it was time for a break. So here they were, at a loud and crowded frat house, with people drinking and smoking everywhere. The music was blasting, beer was flowing and Astrid felt more uncomfortable by the minute. It wasn't her scene at all. Sure, she was popular in high school, hence attended her fair share of parties, but college life was different, and her major demanded all of her attention. Plus, a game of beer pong was hardly her idea of fun. Ruff dragged her to the keg and poured them both a drink, and then went on a quest to find her twin brother – Tim 'Tuffnut' Thorston, who was probably either wasted or stoned by now. Astrid followed her around the house sipping on her beer and trying very hard not to spill it on herself, being pushed by all those people. She lost Ruff in the crowd at some point and tried to search for her at first, but soon gave up on it. Sighing in defeat she decided to look for some quiet place to sit and finish her beer before going home.

The house was huge with lots and lots of rooms, almost each and every one of them was occupied one way or the other. Astrid walked in on people going at it twice, thankfully no one noticed her. Finally, she stumbled upon a room that was seemingly empty, so she closed the door behind her and went to the window to look outside. When she turned to sit in a chair though, she noticed someone else was already sitting there. The realization made her jump a little and she started to apologize. The chair occupant was quick on his feet to stand up and went to tell her it was okay and he didn't mean to scare her.

When she came off her immediate shock she took a better look at the guy. He appeared to be tall, but not buff at all, rather lanky, his hair looked dark in the dim lighting, and he was dressed in a regular hoodie and jeans, nothing too extravagant.

"I didn't mean to scare you, I can leave if you want," the stranger said in a nasally voice.

"No, it's okay, you were here first. If any one of us should leave that would be me."

"Oh, you don't have to. Leave, I mean… Sooo… were you looking for anyone or…" he questioned.

"No, yes. Well, I mean, I was kinda looking for my friend, but I lost her a while ago, and she was nowhere to be seen, so I was looking for some peace and quiet I guess."

"Not a fan of parties?"

"Not really. What about you, Mister Creeping in the shadows?" he chuckled awkwardly at that.

"Same. My cousin is in this fraternity, and for some bizarre reason he thought this party would be a great family time. His father encourages him to 'bond' with me," he made air quotes for that, "which is preposterous, considering we have absolutely nothing in common, and he'd picked on me my entire childhood. So, how on Earth a frat party where he drinks himself silly would be a bonding experience I have no idea." Astrid laughed at that.

"My condolences." She smiled.

"Thank you. Finally, someone gets my pain." He gave her a toothy smile. "Not to be presumptuous, but what's your name?"

"Astrid. Astrid Hofferson." She extended her hand to him, and he was surprised by her firm grip. His palm was warm and callous, which she didn't expect from someone who looked so skinny.

"Hayden Haddock. But my friends call me Hiccup." He responded.

"So, we are friends now?" she raised an eyebrow teasing him.

"I already shared my family history with you, and got your condolences. I think it's safe to assume that we are." He smiled at her again, and she smiled back. He was not the type of guy she usually went for, but there was something about him that made her want to stay and talk to him more.

"So, friend, I'm assuming you're also going to Berk University, am I right?"

"You assumed correctly. I'm gonna be an architect." He sat back in the chair he was previously occupying, and she sat on the bed opposite him.

"Wow, that's impressive! I couldn't draw a straight line even if my life depended on it."

"It's okay, we are all good at different things. What's your major?"

"Microbiology." She shrugged.

"Phew, you're the one to talk!" He whistled. "I couldn't write a single chemical reaction if my life depended on it." They smiled at each other. "Do you like it? Is it what you expected it to be?"

"Yes and no. I mean, it's very interesting, but the workload is horrendous! I spend almost all of my free time studying, it's hard to maintain the high scores even though I was a straight A's student back in high school. I guess I didn't expect it to be so hard." She trailed off. So far she never admitted it to anyone, not even to her close friends, and much less her parents, who were just so proud of their over-achiever daughter.

"It takes time to adjust for sure," he nodded. "I always liked to draw, and honestly, I wanted to be a graphic designer, but my dad said he wouldn't pay for some 'flimsy artistic major', because apparently, it would only make me a homeless struggling artist or whatever. Hence, the architecture. It's prestigious enough so that my dad wouldn't be embarrassed to tell his friends about me over drinks, but I still get to do the drawing thing, at least to a certain extent. I'm thinking about minoring in graphic design anyway though." He winked at her, even though she could tell he was still bitter about the topic. His family life was apparently a whole lot more complicated than he let on.

"I think it's a great idea," she smiled at him genuinely.

They talked for what seemed liked hours. Astrid finished her beer a long time ago, and was twirling the empty solo cup in her hands. He told her about his best friend – Finn, aka Fishlegs, because that was the nickname he used while gaming. She was laughing out loud at his stories about their shenanigans. She told him about her high school life and one of her professors, who liked making up funny names for every science term for his students to remember those easier. In the short time they've spent together Astrid told him a lot more about herself than she probably told Ruff in a semester, and she lived with the girl!

Astrid found herself really enjoying talking to him, so when they both stood up to go to refill their drinks and she stumbled on a loose carpet strip and fell into him, his arms felt welcome around her. She raised her face to look at him and got lost in his eyes. After a short pause he leaned in hesitantly, and she closed the distance between their lips. The kiss was amazing, the best one she's had in a while. Which was probably an easy title to win, considering she didn't get any since the start of the semester, but still. He was a good kisser and she couldn't help wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer, pressing her whole body into him while deepening the kiss. Their passionate make out session didn't leave room for questioning their actions. They just went where their bodies took them, which just so happened to be an ensuite bathroom of the bedroom they were in. Astrid didn't know whose idea was it to relocate, but apparently the locks on the bedroom door could not be trusted and they had a better chance at privacy in the bathroom. It had more light and Astrid got a better look at his face, which appeared to be even cuter than she initially thought. He had auburn hair and lots of freckles, but the most prominent feature of his face was his eyes. They were unbelievably green, and combined with the toothy smile made him look boyish and charming. She attacked his mouth with another kiss as soon as the lock on the door clicked shot.

Even though they were getting hot and heavy for about half an hour now, he was still a little hesitant to grope her like she expected he would. So Astrid took matters into her own hands, and placed his palms directly onto her chest. He gulped as he felt her breasts in his palms. Astrid was wearing a black skin tight dress with no bra, so he could feel her nipples poking through the fabric, her heart was beating in his palm. He was searching her face for a moment, maybe waiting for her to stop him any minute, but she didn't, so he squeezed her boobs and went in to kiss down her neck.

Astrid moaned throwing her head back against the door. It's been so long since anyone touched her like that. The last guy she was with was her high school boyfriend – Eret, who was now holding a title of an ex-boyfriend, since they broke up after graduation. It was an amicable split, the one that made sense because he was going to Australia to study abroad. There's no way they could have a long distance relationship when the distance was that long. The workload of the first semester in Berk University also didn't help Astrid's social and dating life thrive. Maybe this romp with a stranger was exactly what she needed to shake off some post-finals stress.

She liked talking to him, and he was really cute. Combining that with the fact she was celibate for over six months made her hot and wet pretty quickly. She could feel her pussy throbbing, having a pulse of its own, and urging her to grab his jeans-covered crotch. He moaned at that. He was already hard, and Astrid reveled in the knowledge she still got it, she was still able to ignite that kind of response in a guy; that she didn't turn into a 'studying robot with no game', as Ruff referred to her sometimes.

She unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and sneaked her hand into his boxers. His moan was enough to make her shake in anticipation. Her groping him so shamelessly made him throw caution to the wind and start acting bolder in his movements as well. He clenched her butt through her dress first, and when she groaned out loud, his hands went underneath the fabric to cup her cheeks. His fingers went under her bikini panties and squeezed her, pulling her closer to him. His mouth went back to hers and he kept drinking her moans, while his hand went between her thighs and pressed against her center. Her underwear was soaked by now, and he pushed it aside to touch her bare folds. She felt silky and wet. Her hand was stroking his cock and he couldn't take it. It was so much, he needed her now.

"Are you sure you wanna do this?" he whispered, his voice husky, breathing ragged.

"Yes. Do you have a condom?" she responded.

"Yeah." God only knows why Hiccup put it in his pocket. He wasn't the one to go out much, and getting laid with strangers at parties was definitely not his MO.

"Good. Put it on." She instructed before kissing him hard on the lips again. He fished the foil square out of his back pocket and rolled the condom onto his length. Meanwhile Astrid slid her panties down her legs and turned around to lean on the door. He took her hips gently and made her arch her back a little and spread her legs. Then he positioned himself behind her and pushed inside her waiting pussy. They both moaned out loud at the feeling. Astrid's inner muscles clenched around him as his hands gripped her hips tighter. She was already panting hard when he started moving. After a few experimental thrusts they fell into a rhythm.

Astrid wasn't a screamer, but when he snaked his hand to her front, letting deft fingers rub her clit in tight circles, every exhale came out as a breathy moan. She knew some girls thought about having sex from behind as a submissive position, but for her it just meant her partner had an opportunity to use his hands to give her even more pleasure. The sounds she was making were driving Hiccup insane. She was by far, one of the most beautiful girls he's ever met, and the kind of girl he would never in a million years have thought would even talk to him, let alone would let him anywhere near her body. So the fact that she was expressing her pleasure in a form of such sweet lustful sounds did wonders to his male pride. Her ass was perfect, her back lithe and strong, slim waist and curvy hips, she looked like straight out of his porn induced fantasies. The only thing he was worried about was ejaculating too soon, not being able to get her off. He recited all of the dragon breeds from his favorite video game when the sensations were too much. He could see she let one of her hands that she used to prop herself on the door to drop to her breasts to play with her nipples no doubt. He followed her movements and covered her small hand with his wider palm, nudging her away, replacing her delicate fingers with his calloused ones. She whimpered in appreciation. He altered between her breasts, kneading them and pinching her nipples hard enough to make her feel it in her core, but not enough to cause pain. Her breathing got more labored, moans huskier, she changed the angle a little and started to back on his dick faster, harder, indicating she was probably close. He had a sudden urge to hold her close, so he leaned in, pressing his chest to her back firmly, hugging her with one arm, while the other continued to tease her breasts. She grabbed onto his forearms seeking physical contact as well and turned her head to give him an open-mouthed kiss on the lips. Going to this party she certainly didn't expect to hook up with some stranger, someone who didn't even look like her usual type. But she found herself being attracted to him nonetheless, to his sarcasm and wit, to his impossibly green eyes, to his tall lanky form. He was a great kisser, she liked his taste and the way he smelled, and not just his cologne, but his natural smell too, and the way his fingers seemed to know exactly what to do and moved as if on their own accord, it hit her all at once, and she shook in a powerful orgasm that overwhelmed all of her senses, her breathing hitched and she stopped moving and just stilled for a moment and then grinded on him prolonging the pleasure, never wanting it to stop. He let out a strangled groan, her walls clenched around him making it hard to think about anything else, he made a few more deep thrusts and came as well. She was still shaking a little in his arms, when he pulled out carefully, not to lose a condom inside. He turned away to dispose the used protection, while she tried to regain her breath and readjust her clothes. When they turned to face each other an awkward silence fell. She bit her lip toying with the hem of her dress. So what now?

He cleared his throat. "So…uhh.. listen… I don't know if I should say this at all, but would you maybe... like to hang out sometime?" He looked at her a bit sheepishly and adding in haste like a quick thought. "And I don't mean sex! I mean, not just sex, I mean, sex was great! So if you'd like to do it again, I certainly wouldn't mind, but I really do mean hang out like actually hang out… you know?" She couldn't help a giggle. He looked adorable when he babbled, hair all tousled, a blush on his freckled cheeks and a slight panicky expression in his emerald orbs.

"Sure," she put a strand of her golden hair behind her ear coyly. "I would love to hang out." A happy smile lit up his handsome features.

"Cool! Awesome! Cool! I mean, yeah…" he shuffled from one foot to another awkwardly. Looking at him Astrid realized that she was actually honest about wanting to hang out with him. In fact, she didn't want this night and their encounter to end just yet, so being still high on endorphins, she had a surge of sudden bravery and glancing straight to his cute face she asked "How about now?"

"What?" confusion evident on his face.

"Yeah, I'm actually kinda hungry, so… I was wondering if we could go and grab a bite. What do you say?" She really hoped it would work. 'C'mon, just say yes' she thought.

"Uhm.. sure, okay. Let's find a place to eat."

~XXX~

They went to a dingy pizza place, the one diner that was open at this late hour. Chipped walls and plastic stools did not match the quality of the food though. The Sven's pizza was not the only pizzeria on campus, but definitely the best one. The place was almost empty, apart from four other customers scattered around the place, so Hiccup and Astrid had a chance to choose the table they liked. They agreed on one in the corner in front of the window so they could look outside. Neither of them was vegan so they ordered the biggest pizza with ham and mushrooms the place had to offer and waited with their soft drinks until Sven's nephew – Johnny brought out their food. It was a little awkward at first, but soon they got back to where they left off at the party, before they hooked up. Astrid didn't even notice when the pizza was finished, and the first rays of sunshine lit up the horizon, indicating it was dawn already, and she was still talking to this cute Hiccup guy she met only a few hours ago. By the time Johnny came out to tell them they were closing, Astrid was completely smitten with her freckled companion.

A/N: This was written, like, 2 years ago, maybe? So, any similarities to my Gilmore girls stories are purely coincidental :D

My favorite HTTYD story of all time is 'Walls we build' by katergator on FF, so I might have borrowed a few details from it.

Thanks for reading! Let me know what you think in the comments.

~Roxy x