Celebrating 150 followers on Tumblr! With a good ol' Hicretstrid one shot prompt I was sent.
Well. It's something a little different.
Hicretstrid incest. Hey, I haven't done it before! On we go.
-HTTYD-
Hefting the box up in to the back of the car, Eret wiped his sweaty forehead before turning back toward Astrid.
"Is that everything?"
"Except my computer, but Hiccup's packing that up and told me to get lost when I offered to help."
Astrid crossed her arms, huffing. He was good with technology, but it was still rude of him. Thin arms wound around her, squeezing Astrid tight.
"Mom, relax!"
"Ah, she's just got empty nest syndrome Astrid. Give it a week and she'll be throwing wild parties, then calling us all up while blackout drunk begging us to come home."
"I can hear you Eret."
"Love you mom!"
Astrid turned to hug her mother properly, giggling as said mother glared at Eret. Hiccup appeared behind Valka, carrying a large box rather gingerly and setting it up in the backseat of the car, even adding a seatbelt over it as though it might escape.
"Done, you drama queen?"
"Given that you threatened to murder the power cable and each of its ancestors when you set it up before, I would argue that you are the drama queen, my darling little sister."
Glaring, Astrid rolled her eyes.
"So, is that everything?"
"Yep. You coming for the ridealong mom?"
"No no, I think Astrid is old enough to go alone."
"What are we, scrap metal?"
"No love for us eh H?"
Contemplating knocking her brothers heads together, Astrid leant down to give some attention to their dog, dismayed to be leaving the gorgeous, sleek creature behind as she headed off for university. She was going to the same one that her twin brothers already attended, though not living with them - they already shared a two bed place, and Astrid didn't fancy bunking up when she'd already swung an actual single room dorm. No sharing at all!
"Take care of mom for us Stormfly."
"Ooof!"
"That's my girl. You gonna manage without us mom?"
"I'll be fine. Just promise to call and visit."
Astrid smiled. Chivvying the three together, Valka took a few sentimental "my youngest is off to uni" type photos, which soon devolved to all four larking about with the camera, taking the most ludicrous pictures that they could. The pictures were certainly interesting viewing - they didn't look related, with the possible exception of Hiccup and Valka. The boys father, Eret Sr, had clearly passed on his Sami ethnicity to only one son, while Hiccup inherited their mothers pale freckles and reddish-brown mop. Astrid knew there were many cases of other couples, one black and one white parent, who had twins much like themselves. Eret had copied their father in getting the same facial tattoo, while Hiccup had gotten the same pattern inked on his chest instead.
Then there was her own difference - she had a little similarity in her petite, pretty features, but Astrid got her blonde hair and blue eyes from her own biological father - during a brief separation, their parents had seen other people and Valka had fallen pregnant. Even so, Astrid was raised by Eret Sr as though she was his own when they got back together a few months later. She just didn't look like them. But Hiccup didn't look like Eret, and Eret didn't look like Valka. Raised with Sami values, Astrid knew genetics weren't as important as community, love, fairness and respect.
"Come on pops! Astrid's leaving forever!"
Prone to midday naps - even when she was a child, Astrid remembered - their father had finally stirred, yawning into his hand as he came out of the house to bid them goodbye.
"Ah, we'll miss you lass. You three better visit. And you boys better look after her!"
"You know we will dad."
Tall and thin but carrying the strength of a man twice his size, their father hugged all three of his kids to him. Ruffling each of their hair in turn with a fond smile, he slung an arm around Valka, looking every bit the proud parents as they prepared to see Astrid off into the big wide world.
"I promise to ensure Astrid eats vegetables at least once a week. We have a proper kitchen."
"So I'll be over yours all the time to do my washing rather than fight for the laundrette in my building?"
Everyone shared a laugh, exchanging more hugs and then their dad was shooing them off "before your mother starts bawling!", and even then there were a few more hugs.
"Remember you can visit whenever! We do have a perfectly good pull out sofa if you want to come hawk-eye over Astrid."
"She'll be fine. I promise to limit how many times she can call checking Astrid isn't drunk in a ditch somewhere."
"Dad!"
"Eret!"
"Yeah?"
Everyone busted up laughing at the age-old joke, Eret answering when their mother chided their father. Folding themselves into the car, Astrid wriggled between a box and her strapped-in-computer box, twisting to wave goodbye to their parents as her brothers yelled farewells from the front - both over six foot tall, they fit much easier in the front.
"So, is this where you guys tell me not to let mom and dad know you do cocaine at weekends or something?"
"What?"
"I don't know... I figure now I'm gonna be much closer and we're all away from home, you guys must do something that you don't want getting back to our parents."
Her brothers shared a look, shaking their heads.
"Nope. We go out drinking and skip lectures for hangovers, sure."
"But we're not that stupid."
The drive went by pretty easily; Astrid got on well with her brothers, and they had a good laugh en route, Hiccup promising to show her where to food shop and Eret promising to take her to the best places to get utterly wasted. Hiccup shoved his arm for that comment, twisting in his seat.
"If you're ever in a bad situation, you can always call me and I'll come get you. Promise."
Not taking his eyes off the road, Eret nodded along.
"Same here Astrid. If I'm steamed myself, I'll pay for your taxi and kick someones ass."
Laughing, Astrid settled back in her seat after leaning forward to steal some of Hiccup's trail mix. He playfully swatted her away, tossing a bag of sweets over his shoulder from the backpack tucked down between his legs on the floor.
They helped move her things into the dorm, still relatively quiet but there was the beginnings of life - apparently not everyone turned up on the first moving day, or maybe it was the early hour. Hiccup led her outside, pointing into the distance where a block of flats was easily visible outside of campus.
"That's our building. There's a reindeer on our front door, should you forget the number. Here is your key to it. I would prefer you let one of us know you're coming over, but yanno, just in case."
He placed the key in her hand, which Astrid immediately added to her keyring.
"Thanks Hiccup."
"Ok! I did all the heavy lifting, H can go fix up your tech and check your locks."
"I shall. Then we'll go do your food shop and maybe order celebratory takeout?"
"Sounds good."
By evening, Astrid had a stocked little kitchenette, an overly full stomach and a half-asleep brother being poked by the other on her
"Eret! We should go home."
"Comfy..."
Rolling his eyes, Hiccup nudged Eret more firmly in the side until he curled up, protest. Finally, she was bidding them goodbye, locking up her door and getting ready for bed. Wrapped up in pyjamas and blankets, she called their parents, assuring her all was well and that the boys had just left. After a long goodnight, Astrid was allowed to go to sleep. Tired as she was, it wasn't easy to sleep in the new place but she drifted off eventually.
Next day, Astrid met a few other students on her floor in the common room - too many sofas in a small space and a TV she doubted anyone would agree what to watch on. But there was a plate of cookies and it was good to make friends, a few of the residents returning students from the year before, introducing themselves and people they knew.
"There's Freshers parties at most of the student bars, but it's always manic so I usually hit the house parties. Dagur over there knows all the best gay-friendly spots, and despite the tattoos on his face he's not that scary. Just loud."
"Hey! I heard that!"
"Be quiet and eat your cookie."
Grumbling, 'Dagur' sat down and flicked the rainbow badge on the shoulder strap of his vest petulantly. Astrid wondered if he knew Eret or Hiccup - they were both out and proud as bisexual, had been since they were teenagers.
The meet-and-greet passed the morning, and after telling Hiccup she was capable of making a sandwich, Astrid got to finishing unpacking, exchanging texts with Hiccup and Eret about which events she ought to go to. They mentioned which places they were heading to, so Astrid juggled up a timetable of events between seeing them and hanging out with students her year - antisocial as she could be, Astrid did want to make some friends. And Freshers week was part of the fun, surely?
"I'm Heather, by the way."
A dark-haired girl introduced herself when Astrid headed back out to the common room, pondering if takeout two nights running was a terrible idea and wondering if Hiccup would feed her if she went over to her brothers.
"I'm Astrid. First year?"
"Yep. That's my older brother though."
Heather pointed to Dagur, the tattooed redhead with the rainbow badge, who was currently chatting to a couple of people about the clubs that ran geared toward LGBT students. Astrid smiled.
"Cool. I have brothers a couple of years above."
They chatted about their courses, the initial nerves of 'new place, new people' fading somewhat. Others joined in, some who would be in the same lectures as her and others who would be with Heather. Almost everyone was new there, as nervous as each other but at least the ice was starting to break. Astrid left when someone brought out board games - she was ferociously competitive, and it would end in bloodshed.
Still, at least she knew a few people now.
The next couple of days passed largely in a blur of trying to learn her way around campus, debating pros and cons of part time work over clubs and sports and blissfully locating the gym. It would undoubtedly be hugely busy at first, but Astrid was patient and determined not to gain the Freshers fifteen... or at least not to leave uni with it. She went to her first Freshers event - staying sober, but eating perhaps a little too much free pizza and still feeling uncomfortably bloated when she got out of bed the next day.
Her next rite of passage was definitely the house party Hiccup and Eret would be at, though Astrid was adamant she'd not be some clingy baby sister, especially when Eret joked about her 'cramping their style'. The music was deafening the instant she and Heather entered the house, though it had been audible long before then. There was a little corner thick with pungent smoke that the open window was not doing much for, though the stoned group sat there didn't really seem to notice.
"Hey there!"
A wiry arm landed around her shoulder, Astrid turning to see a grinning older brother holding a drink in his free hand.
"Hey! Where's Eret?"
"Uh... busy."
Hiccup gestured with his cup toward the next room, where Astrid could see Eret was engrossed in conversation with a tall, tanned blonde woman.
"Ah. Busy."
Clearly already a touch tipsy, Hiccup grinned dopily.
"Yep. So... making new friends?"
"A few. Early days though yet. We'll see who survives the cut when lectures start up."
"Fair enough! Well, I'll leave you to the socialising. Don't do anything I wouldn't do!"
Rolling her eyes as Hiccup ambled off, Astrid went in search of alcohol. She didn't plan on getting totally trashed, but pleasantly tipsy wouldn't go amiss. Winding her way through the heaving mass of bodies, people drinking and chatting and some very clearly trying to get laid already, Astrid located the drinks, nabbed a beer bottle and wriggled free to reach for the food table next. Heather was close by, clutching a drink herself.
"There are some reallyyyy cute guys here!"
"You think? I haven't really looked."
"Well you should, because there are!"
Allowing Heather to drag her into guy-watching, Astrid conceded her point - there were some cute guys around, though none Astrid felt compelled to go hitting on, and none of the guys who tried hitting on her took her fancy either. To her mild-but-not-really-concerned surprise, Heather was soon ditching her to talk to a redhead woman in a cute silver dress. It could have been just friendly interactions, but Astrid didn't think so.
She thought little more of the party at all for several more days, moving on to lectures and the unavoidable awfulness that was Freshers flu. Breathing in the steam of her freshly made cold-and-flu drink, Astrid peered over her mug at Heather, who was quite at home sat in Astrid's desk chair while Astrid slowly died in her bed, cursing other people and their germs.
"Hey, apparently you missed out!"
"What're you talking about?"
Astrid felt terrible. Why had she decided university was a good idea? Heather reached over to feel her forehead, patting her hair in concern.
"You'll live. And I mean, that guy who tried it on as soon as we got there... he has a brother. And apparently they have a bit of a reputation."
Heather could only mean Hiccup - he'd been the first to say hi to her when they got to that party - and Eret, and Astrid was intrigued by the comment.
"What kind of rebu- ugh, reputation?"
"Well, seems they have a thing for both picking up the same girl, or guy, and taking them home. They don't do anything to each other, but apparently it's a wild night and they both go all out. I gotta say, they don't look like brothers."
Yep. Heather was definitely saying that Astrid's older brothers had a reputation for double-teaming one night stands. And that was very much news to Astrid.
"How do you even know about this?"
"Dagur told me. He hooked up with them, or so he says. By the sounds of it, probably true! And they're meant to have picked up some blonde girl that night" Astrid remembered seeing Eret with that tanned woman "although girl is the wrong word. She's like, mature student. Almost thirty... anyway! Off track. Yeah. If you'd let him chat you up, might have been a threeway."
Astrid inhaled her drink a little too forcefully, coughing and spluttering at the unintended incestuous implications of what Heather had just said. Placing her drink aside, Astrid tried to clear her throat, groaning as her already sore head ached even harder.
"I feel terrible."
"Get some sleep. I'll bring you soup in a couple of hours."
Like Hiccup, Heather expressed affection through food, and between the two of them Astrid barely had to actually cook for herself. Which suited her fine, especially since she was feeling so rotten. She dozed on and off, not quite able to get comfortable but by the time she gave up, some of the drink had kicked in and while she still felt like she'd been hit with a bus, it was like being hit with a smaller bus than before.
Soup - spicy tomato, which cleared her sinuses rather wonderfully - imbibed, Astrid resumed curling up on her bed, but with Heather perched next to her as they watched nonsense on Netflix, conversation sticking to lectures and homesickness, Astrid glad that the topic of her brothers sex lives didn't come up again. Which was good, because Astrid wasn't sure how she felt about it.
What was she supposed to feel? It sounded a little... odd. But Heather had specified that people knew they were brothers - not her brothers, granted - and people seemed quite ok with going home with both of them, and specifically mentioned that Hiccup and Eret didn't interact intimately with each other. So Astrid guessed it really wasn't her business what they did. She certainly wouldn't be bringing it up with their parents, she decided.
She definitely planned on asking said brothers though. Otherwise the divide between rumour and fact would drive her mad.
The question felt almost pointless the next day, when she headed over first thing - she had a midday lecture, after all - and before Astrid could use her key to let herself in, there was a very pretty brunette leaving. They almost bumped into each other, the womans eyes widening as she saw Astrid, making a swift exit down the hall and vanishing from sight. Returning to letting herself in, Astrid found Eret in the kitchen and Hiccup lazing on the sofa with a mug of coffee, both in shorts and Eret's upper back bore a few faint red lines, as though he'd been clutched at rather tightly.
"Morning."
"Oh. Hey Astrid. Everything alright? It's the crack of dawn!"
"Too early?"
"Not for us. I just didn't realise you knew this hour existed."
Calmly flipping her middle finger up at Eret, Astrid headed through to the sofa area and checked for suspicious bodily fluids before daring to sit down.
"I came over to ask you guys something, but I think I got my answer by the door."
They both had the good grace to look sheepish, exchanging glances with each other.
"Uh, how, exactly?"
"Apparently you hooked up with a guy named Dagur? And I'm friends with his younger sister. She saw Hiccup and me at that house party, and I quote "if you'd let him chat you up, might have been a threeway". I was so shocked I didn't get around to telling her you guys are my brothers."
Hiccup covered his face with his hand, shaking his head. Eret was fighting back laughter, the git.
"We did both agree it was inevitable Astrid find out when she started attending here."
"Well, yes, but I didn't expect it to be right away" raising his hand up a few inches, Hiccup turned to look at her "are you gonna tell mom and dad?"
"Uh... no. I mean, it's weird, but... whatever. I just wanted to know if it was true, since it seems I'll be hearing about it more. You two have a 'reputation'."
Swinging his legs round to sit up straight, Hiccup stretched his arms over his head, the motion elongating the tattoo over his chest.
"So... do we tell people you're our little sister or would you rather not be associated with our 'reputation' that way?"
Astrid bit her lip, thinking. Eret held out a plate of bacon, which she took a piece of almost absent-mindedly. She was used to being fed by them.
"Not right now? I mean, ultimately I don't really care, but I want to get a feel for this place before I'm the little sister of the horniest twins on campus."
"We're not that bad!"
"I have been here barely a week? And already heard about you guys!"
Eret pouted.
"Fine! But we are very safe and responsible!"
"I have no doubt. Just promise not to screw Heather. I really don't need the play-by-play."
They both nodded.
"Fair."
"Fine by me."
"Thanks" Astrid stood, scooping up a little more bacon "I have a lecture today, so I should get back to campus."
"Yeah... well, you know where we are."
"And why Hiccup told you to check in with us before coming over!"
"Are you trying to put me off my breakfast?"
She left before Eret could grow more lewd, which he absolutely would, chewing on bacon as she walked through the early morning stirrings of humans.
It wasn't really what she expected to learn when coming to university, pushing it to the back of her mind as she got back to her room, washing her hands and piling books into her bag. The early morning walk had done her good, left her feeling more awake and alert as she headed to the library to do some reading. She didn't trust herself to get it done in her room when the internet lingered so near and tempting, procrastination already trying to take root though they had barely started.
And yet her mind wandered even though she had nought but a book and an environment specially designed for studying.
What was being with two guys like?
Focus, Astrid.
Dragging her eyes over the book, Astrid resolutely took in each word one by one... and by the end of the paragraph, she couldn't remember a word of it. Slamming it closed, she had to meekly apologise to the scandalised librarian when reprimanded for the sudden, violent noise.
Clearly, Astrid needed to get laid. That was easy enough to remedy - she was swimming in available men and places to pick them up. With that decision settled in her mind, she headed off to her lecture and pretended to hear a word the lecturer said. She wasn't alone in that, though several of the class hadn't even turned up, so Astrid supposed being there was a step up from not being there, and her notes ought to be passable enough that she could fix them later.
After a brief nap and a shower, Astrid dug through her clothes, wondering what the line was between looking "available" and looking "desperate", and how much she could skirt said line. Dragging a brush through her loose hair, she debated leaving it down before giving in and twisting it back up into its usual braid. She hardly ever wore it down, too used to it being up out of the way. Even her old over-long fringe had been cut back and styled into submission a few years ago now. Giving her reflection the once over, Astrid nodded to herself.
Slim-fit black jeans, her favourite red top, a dab of makeup to liven up her face - she didn't bother often, but Astrid whipped out the mascara on occasion - and some comfortable flat shoe... she'd do. Astrid didn't do heels, about the only thing in the world that made her even less graceful than Hiccup tripping over his own overly long legs while he was getting used to his height during a growth spurt.
The club was no high class place for meeting a long term boyfriend by any means, but Astrid doubted she'd struggle to find a one night stand to take the edge off her neglected sexual frustrations. She'd barely reached the bar to order a drink before she had a couple of guys eyeing her, discounting the one who couldn't stop staring at her chest even when he was offering her a drink immediately. The next one was cute enough, she supposed. Even looked her in the eye.
He'd do.
"What's that?"
Astrid shoved his hand away as they fumbled with each others clothes, not wanting him to look too closely at the small tribal inking on her hip. He might recognise the familiarity of it to Eret's facial tattoo. He let her move his hands down to her jeans, keen to get done and get out. The man didn't seem too inclined to slow her down for foreplay, but Astrid was sexually frustrated enough to not really care, feeling arousal build low down at the prospect of being touched at last.
He grunted and groaned against her hair as they fucked, the angle of her legs and hips covering her tattoo mostly from his eyes, and she doubted he was looking for it anyway, It was no skilled seduction, no masterful technique, but it was the messy rut she'd gone out looking for and he didn't go off in under a minute. Twisting in frustration, Astrid shoved him off and rolled over, the angle so much better as he pushed back in from behind. She slumped forward, mind quieting for the moment as Astrid let the feelings roll through her, pushing her own hand over her stomach to toy with her clit and urge that satisfying climax closer, feeling warmth bubble and spread...
The thought of broader hands on her hips and a tattooed chest under her fingers filled Astrid's mind as she shuddered, stomach twisting with a sickening thrill.
She dressed and left the strangers bed as soon as she could, the brisk night air outside doing nothing for the itch under her skin, refusing to acknowledge that unbidden imagining all the while. At least he'd lived on campus, so the walk wasn't long. As soon as she was behind her locked door, Astrid stumbled to the bathroom and scrubbed herself clean, desperately clinging to the notion that constant wondering about the two guys thing had just caused temporary insanity, and she couldn't be held responsible for a wayward thought when her mind was surging with all those chemicals and hormones, surely?
Crawling into bed, Astrid batted away any stray thoughts and adamantly went to sleep, blissfully dream-free and largely successful in convincing herself no such thoughts had occurred when she woke. The lack of sex had been temporarily rectified, so Astrid went to her lecture half-asleep and unburdened.
But still the niggle remained.
"How did it start?"
Lounging on their sofa, Astrid reached lazily for the pizza slice closest and watched Hiccup look at her in confusion.
"How did what start?"
"You and Eret. Sharing."
His brow furrowed deeper, then straightened in understanding.
"Sharing wh-oh. Right."
Eret, snagging his own slice of pizza, leant back into his beanbag chair.
"I think it was pretty much... we both wanted to bang the girl, and she wanted both of us. We're twins. We share everything... there was some alcohol involved in us agreeing though. Then she was bragging to her friends and suddenly more people wanted to get in the middle. So we figured what the Hel, it gets us laid and we're not like, weird about it."
Shrugging to himself, Eret folded his pizza slice in on itself and crammed the whole thing in his mouth. Hiccup watched him, bemused, shaking his head.
"Nice, Eret. But yeah, I guess that was pretty much it. Not intentional, but it just sort of happened."
Astrid shoved pizza in her mouth, wondering what possessed her to ask. How was getting more details meant to stop her ever having such a grotesquely inappropriate sexual wondering ever again? Eret swallowed thickly, had to reach for water to wash it down after shoving so much pizza in his mouth at once.
"Why the sudden curiousity anyway?"
Well, Astrid couldn't have answered that honestly.
"Oh. Uh. Never had a threesome. Wondered how it happened the first time."
Hiccup choked on his pizza.
"Wow. OK then. Let's move on!"
Astrid agreed, if only to move from the topic before her mind started to betray her again. Their conversation turned to lectures and how Astrid was settling in, a group call with their parents - another reminder for Astrid to stop those thoughts where she reassured them Hiccup had fed her and she hadn't gotten lost anywhere yet.
"No, dad, they haven't had to beat up any boys yet. What makes you think I am incapable of doing it for myself anyway?"
"Fair point lass! Just making sure they are taking care of you."
Cursing her mind internally, Astrid shoved garlic bread in her mouth to avoid having to answer and let Hiccup take over the conversation. Why had that thought risen up? And why couldn't she shake it?
The next time she was at a house party her brothers were also in attendance at, Astrid found that they really did have a reputation. After being seen talking to Eret for all of a minute, Astrid was tracked down a few minutes later while searching for Heather and alcohol.
"Hey" she turned to find a cute guy standing near her, looking a little unsure "are you uh, hooking up with them tonight?"
Astrid stared at him, initially stunned before remembering that he didn't know that wasn't ever going to happen.
"Uh. No. Go nuts."
Relieved, the guy disappeared presumably to go hit on the twins. Shaking her head, Astrid jumped as she felt someone brush against her back, Hiccup's voice very close to her ear to be heard over the music.
"What was that about?"
Astrid turned, finding him still very close to her, some artificially sweet drink on his breath.
"Someone asking if I had plans to be your latest shared plaything."
Hiccup frowned, turned to look at the guy in question who was already talking to Eret. When his eyes turned back to Astrid, his brow furrowed.
"Are you alright?"
"Me? Dandy. Just trying to find Heather."
"Oh, she's out back with Dagur watching the Thorston twins."
"Thanks."
Slipping away from Hiccup, Astrid headed out to find Heather with her brother, watching the Thorston twins - Ruff and Tuff - both clearly drunk off their asses, sword-fighting with garden furniture and yelling bizarre insults. They were usually the entertainment wherever they went... Astrid often wondered how they even got into university. Or if they were actually studying anything.
Next day, in the common area with several hungover students reliving their vague memories of the night before, one of the guys in Astrid's class nudged her to offer her a biscuit.
"I saw you talking to both of them brothers last night. Did you land a ride on that merry-go-round?"
Astrid shook her head, chewing the biscuit instead of speaking.
"Shame. Damn that was one hel of a night!"
One of the other girls on their floor practically swooned, having apparently put the first month of university to good use by banging Astrid's brothers. She wasn't the only one - once one admitted to it, two more in their year and another in the year above were all reliving each of their nights with Hiccup and Eret.
Astrid wondered if she'd left it too long to let on they were her brothers. Initially it was so she wouldn't start university with the attachment to the two guys with the wild sex rep, but after she'd been there for the entire first month, it seemed more and more like she ought to just go by the way...
And yet, she didn't.
She felt sure someone must have seen her jumping in to Eret's car, or noticing that Astrid seemed to know them despite not having fucked either of them, but nobody ever asked unless they were in a bar or a house party. They were in different years, had different friendship circles, didn't have much cause to cross unintentionally on a campus of thousands.
If only her thoughts could be so easily avoided.
Every passing week, Astrid heard someone talking about hooking up with Hiccup and Eret. And since tipsy adults finally away from home were not shy about details, she suddenly knew far more intimate details about their sexual habits than she'd ever planned to. And those details wormed their way into her brain, settling into hidden crevices to creep up on her whenever she least expected it. She was no stranger to the odd sexy dream, but those dreams had never been so vivid, so specific.
And they had damned well never featured Hiccup and Eret before.
Astrid woke equal parts horny and angry every time it happened, because she didn't want the dreams. She wanted to feel horrified by the idea. Wanted the bubbles of warmth in her belly and the tingles in her fingers to go away. It was like an itch that wouldn't abate, under her skin and refusing to leave her be.
She almost cancelled going home for Christmas with them, and as she expected the car ride was tricky, though not as much as facing their parents. How did Astrid explain that going to university had inadvertently inspired incestuous impulses? Then she'd have to explain how she'd found out what Hiccup and Eret did, their reputation, the fact Astrid had somehow neglected to let anyone know they were her brothers. Somebody had to know, it had to be on their student information somewhere that their home addresses and surname and parents were the same?
Only when they were in pyjamas, eating rice pudding for breakfast while Eret Sr was reliving the same stories they heard every winter celebration, did Astrid finally feel normal again. They cooked as a family - including chasing their mother away from the jam pot - and exchanged gifts. As night fell, they turned off all the lights and headed out the back, laying on reclining garden chairs to look at stars. Their father had seen different sights as a boy, living up at the Arctic circle and seeing the Northern Lights instead of just the stars that fought through urban light pollution to shine above them.
Slightly tipsy and extra cuddly, Valka draped her arms around Astrid, kissing her temple with a soft giggle.
"I do miss you my dear. I hope you're enjoying it though."
Given that she wasn't about to admit her internal war, Astrid simply nodded, smiling and nuzzling her mother.
"I am. And I miss you too."
By the time they were heading back, Astrid thought she'd managed to deal with her wayward mind. Being with their parents seemed to have silenced the weird dreams, maybe reminded her they were her brothers!
Wrapped up in the new knitted blanket her mother made her, Astrid curled up on her dorm bed again, already homesick for her cosy bed and the smell of cloudberry jam in the house. With enough leftovers and food gifts to feed her for a week and a half easily, Astrid didn't have to do much other than microwave meals, pretend to catch up on reading and sleep. Heather came back a couple of days later, so Astrid at least had company in her lazy time wasting before term kicked back in again.
"Oh man this blanket is so comfortable!"
"Yeah, my mother cannot cook but damn she can knit and sew. I have so many handmade jumpers and blankets, I love it."
Heather smiled.
"My dads really good at woodworking, but that's about it. Handmade shields just aren't so cosy. Are you coming out Saturday to get disgustingly drunk right before term starts again?"
"I'll come out, but you know I don't get that drunk."
"You should! Loosen up! Live a little!"
"I can live just fine sober."
Heather sighed dramatically, obviously intending to be smashed that night. Letting herself get dragged out that night, Astrid let Heather convince several drinks into her without much fight, because the sight of Eret talking to a pretty blonde woman had reminded her, and Astrid kept hoping she could drink it away.
It didn't work, but Astrid was wrecked enough to be unsteady on her feet regardless. Hiccup had noticed, which Astrid discovered when she was trying to leave and escape the advances of a creepy spotter looking for drunk girls, as Hiccup caught up to her and told her he was going to walk her home, though she was pretty sure he also called Eret over to deal with the creep.
"M'fine! Where's Heather?"
"With Dagur. How many fingers am I holding up?"
Astrid squinted at his hand.
"Keep them still!"
"That's what I thought. Come on."
Grumbling, Astrid contemplated ditching him. But Hiccup was walking her home, and she was going home anyway. So she'd have to go the wrong way to ditch him. She did go the wrong way once, and Hiccup yanked her back to the right way. Still, the cold air seemed to sober her up a touch and Astrid didn't fall over on the stairs up to her dorm... more than once. Hiccup watched her fumble with her keys, eventually sighing and reaching for them himself. His fingers on her hand made her recoil, keys clattering to the ground. Hiccup frowned, but he bent down to pick them up and unlocked the door, waiting expectantly for Astrid to head in first.
"People will talk, seeing you take me home. Although Eret's not here, so maybe not."
"Have you really not told people we're your brothers?"
"Well" Astrid turned, intending to raise an accusing finger to the slightly blurry shape of Hiccup in the near-darkness, but he was right there "you obviously haven't told people I'm your sister."
Hiccup cocked his head.
"Ok, fair, but you asked us not to."
"Oh. Did I?"
She needed to lie down. Hiccup reached for her light switch, flooding her little room with bright light. Astrid was still drunk enough that watching his fingers slide off the switch, long and thin and dextrous, was sort of attractive and reminded her of something not quite tangible. Probably a dream. She was also drunk enough that summoning a particular thought like that on command was impossible.
"Are you alright? Alcohol aside, that is."
Tongue loose and brain slow, Astrid failed to lie.
"No! No I'm not! But it doesn't matter cus I can't explain why so you should just go."
"Hey" Hiccup placed a hand on her arm, frowning when Astrid pulled away "what's wrong?"
She shook her head, keeping her mouth resolutely shut because what if the real truth came out? Hiccup was too close, and his hands were warm as they settled on her arms, concern softening his features as he looked at her so so closely.
"Astrid?"
For just a beat, Astrid thought she saw his eyes drop to her mouth. It was enough to urge the twisted creature within her forward, lunging and catching his lips clumsily with her own. Hiccup froze initially, but before Astrid could come to her senses and pull away he was kissing her back, wall hitting her shoulders as Hiccup backed her up, his hands on her upper arms dropping to her waist. She could taste Eret's favourite whiskey - their dads favourite too - on Hiccup's tongue, dragging her hands up his back to grip at his hair. Lips left hers, trailing over her jaw, nuzzling and nipping at her neck before latching on more firmly. Her traitorous body pushed forward, her hips arching into his with a low sound of need...
Hiccup tore himself away from her, both hands clapped over his mouth, eyes wide and guilty. Drunk and dizzy and struggling to catch her breath, Astrid took a minute to process what she'd just done, horrified with herself as she felt wet drying on her throat.
"Oh gods- I'm so sorr- I don't know what came over me... I should go!"
He bolted before Astrid's legs would obey her to chase him, and by the time she could move Hiccup already had a head start, and Astrid knew she had no excuse, no explanation for what she'd done. Sinking to the floor, she covered her face and let out a raw, angry sound. Mind whirling, Astrid sat there for several minutes with no more ideas what else to do. She was too drunk and stupid to go after him, and even if she did she'd then have to encounter Eret... groaning, Astrid crawled into bed and buried herself under her blankets.
Sleep was fitful and ridden with guilt and the encroachinng hangover, Astrid woken with such a headache she initially didn't recall the horror of the night before, dragging herself to the nearest sink and drinking receptacle until her mouth didn't feel like something died in it. Her microwave reflection was slightly distorted, but Astrid could see smudged makeup and chaotic hair and was that a hickey?
Running her fingers over it, Astrid wracked her brain for a few seconds only to be hit with the memory of where that little mark had come from.
"Oh. Oh gods."
Her stomach twisted, and Astrid wasn't sure if it was guilt or hangover or somewhere in the middle. Shoving painkillers down her throat, she drank more water, showered and scrubbed herself until her skin was glowing pink. Astrid reached for her favourite hoody to wrap up in, dropping it like it had burned her when she realised it was Eret's old one, liberated when he grew out of it because it still swamped her. Many of her favourite comfies were hand-me-downs (or obtained through theft), out of choice rather than necessity, simply because it was a perk of rapidly growing older brothers. Shoving several stolen ones aside, Astrid pulled on one of her own jumpers, tugging the collar up to try and mask the faint red mark on her neck.
With some leftover food still to get through, Astrid was perfectly capable of hiding away from everyone and staying locked up in her room, under blankets and with trashy TV shows playing in the background. Heather would not be denied though, and stood knocking at Astrid's door until the repetitive thudding irritated her delicate head a little too much and so she let Heather in.
"Shh. Hangover."
"That's not all, apparently."
Heather's eagle eye spotted the mark on Astrid's neck, shoving her hand and hair braid aside when Astrid tried to cover it up.
"It was nothing."
It was so not nothing, but Astrid couldn't exactly tell the truth. Heather nudged for more details, but eventually let it go when she got zero answers from Astrid who resumed hiding under her covers feeling awful.
"Your fault."
"How is it my fault?"
"You made me go out. Then gave me drinks. This hangover is named Heather."
Her mind continued to veer back toward the hazy memory of Hiccup pressing her into the wall, his touch sure and wanting for those brief seconds... Astrid had no idea what to make of it. He'd definitely been drinking too, and the fact he and Eret were pretty much always ready to go was no secret. Had he been kissing Astrid? Or just responding to drunken advances, and the pulling away was realisation?
By Monday, the hangover was gone and the students back. Astrid went to her lecture, went to the gym and then went back to her dorm, all the while definitely not thinking about it. By which she meant she thought of nothing else. Even in the shower. Absently pretending to flick through a textbook that evening, Astrid jumped as her phone vibrated next to her empty coffee mug. She sat up, reaching for it with some hesitation when she saw Hiccup written across the screen.
"Can we talk?"
Well, that was extraordinarily nerve-wracking. Astrid glared at her phone as though it could have conveyed her irritation with such an ambigous message. She ummed and ahhed about to answer repeatedly, typing and deleting several replies and almost giving up entirely.
"About what?"
She knew it was petty, but hoped if she made it clear she was happy to just forget about the whole thing, Hiccup would let it go.
Astrid wasn't that lucky.
"You know what. Our place or yours?"
The 'our' made Astrid sweat nervously. Had he told Eret? Was she being summoned to be informed she was a freak and they wanted nothing to do with her? That would be a fun explanation to make when they went back home to their parents.
"Yours."
At least then she could always run away. And then she wouldn't be so close to Hiccup where he had...
"Now?"
Astrid felt nausea, the sickness of anxiety and worry and some, but probably not enough, shame. She sent back a confirmation; putting it off wouldn't really do anything other than delay whatever happened when she got there. Dragging herself from her bed, Astrid sought shoes and a jacket, not that concerned about whether or not she was wearing her pyjamas - the bottoms were thick flannel, she'd be warm enough for the walk over.
She had a key, but Astrid still found herself hesitating in the hallway, reluctant to even knock let alone let herself in. Finally, her hand raised and rapped against the wood, quick footsteps shuffling along the floor on the other side. It was Eret who opened the door, and Astrid knew by the way his eyes skipped across the fading mark on her neck that Hiccup had told him.
They were twins, so he probably told Eret everything, but Astrid felt very much ganged up on. Especially when Eret didn't try to hug her in greeting, which he usually would have done. Instead he just stepped aside, gesturing with his head for her to come in. Astrid did so, finding Hiccup shuffling his feet as he stood waiting.
"Hi."
Even as he spoke, Astrid felt his eyes scan her neck - maybe he had clearer memories of that night than she did - and immediately wanted to shrink in on herself, cover her neck with her jacket hood.
"Hi."
Eret walked in behind her, Astrid feeling even more wrong-footed with both of them just looking at her.
"Come on H. You were the one who asked her over. You should start."
Eret never let a silence linger, and that night was no different it seemed. Hiccup swallowed thickly, shooing at Eret.
"Go away! You're not helping!"
Rolling his eyes, Eret mock-bowed before heading toward the door of his bedroom, leaving Astrid alone with Hiccup. They looked at each other silently, not really meeting each others eye.
"I uh... I don't really know what to say other than I'm sorry."
Astrid frowned, finally looking up at him properly in her confusion.
"What for? I was the one who... you know..."
Hiccup shrugged, his movement awkward.
"It's not like I stopped you."
Something nudged at Astrid's mind, a niggling thought she was trying to silence.
"You don't seem... you do remember we're brother and sister right? That we should both be, well, horrified?"
Hiccup rubbed the back of his head, face scrunching in thought.
"Yeah... I... the thing is- Eret and I... we're twins."
Astrid mentally scratched her own head, perplexed by his babbling followed by a statement of fact she already knew.
Then she realised.
"Oh. You mean... you two?"
Hiccup nodded, face clearly tense and unsure about admitting such a thing.
"Do you... with other people?"
"Oh gods, no! Just when-" he stopped, changing tack "it was just... we grew up sharing a room. We didn't know it wasn't what siblings did when we were like, eleven and going through puberty. By the time we knew, we just... opted not to stop."
"Ri-iiiight."
She wasn't really sure what to say.
"So uh, yeah. I guess the bar for 'this isn't right' was set pretty high for me, but you were so drunk and I shouldn't have let anything happen to begin with."
Astrid's mouth quirked, somewhat incredulous that Hiccup was standing in front of her, implying that her intoxication was far more issue than the incest... then she realised he had basically just admitted that that was already a regular part of his life.
She couldn't believe Eret had kept such a secret. He was such a loudmouth.
"I'm not drunk now."
Hiccup did something of a double-take, as though agreeing in passing that she was sober before realising what she was implying. Astrid knew a moments fear, feeling incredibly vulnerable in that moment as she waited. All the stress and waiting and wanting she'd been twisting over, the thoughts and dreams and sickening thrills in her own mind, and Hiccup was standing there leaving her hanging on whether or not-
He surged forward, cutting off Astrid's internal yelling when his mouth landed against hers. It was more tentative than she wanted, but she knew Hiccup was testing, seeking confirmation that it was what Astrid wanted. She responded with fire, pouring the endless frustration she'd been feeling into it until she heard Hiccup groan, felt hands tighten against her back. They pulled apart, panting, gasping.
"What... are you sure about this Astrid?"
Why was he asking her to think when Astrid was so completely high on relief and lust that her brain felt mushy?
"No. Eret's not here."
His face went from worry to a laughing smile, hand flexing against her lower back.
"Fair point, we do our best work together" Hiccup leant back from her, just a little "Eret!"
"That didn't take long... I'm guessing you had a long, constructive conversation?"
Hiccup laughed, but didn't let go of her.
"Totally. You coming over here or what?"
Eret was no more inclined to leave Astrid waiting than she was to wait, broad hand curving around her jaw and turning her head until he could claim her mouth too. The warmth of one at her front, one at her back... it made Astrid shiver, skin prickling with goosebumps.
"You think you can handle us? Not everyone can."
Astrid had wiped that smug smirk off her brothers face more times than she could count.
"You used to say that when we were wrestling as kids and I still kicked your ass."
Laughing, Eret slipped his arms around her waist and lifted her, his favourite way to remind Astrid he had a good half a foot in height on her as her legs kicked clear above the ground.
"She's not wrong."
"Besides which" Astrid wriggled to be let down "I've had to hear stories of your exploits for weeks now."
Taking advantage of Astrid having turned around, Hiccup pressed to her back, mouth against her ear. His breath was hot, the warmth winding down her spine to pool low in her belly.
"Is that what this is about? You want to try it?"
"Have you seen me? If it was just about that, I'd have done it by now."
"I didn't realise pyjamas were your standard choice for a seductive outfit. H, we've been missing the signs for years!"
Astrid rolled her eyes, felt slim fingers slide up her back with the clear intent of removing her jacket. She shrugged the material down, letting Hiccup remove it.
"I was in bed studying when Hiccup texted me, excuse me for not dressing up."
Hiccup's hands slid over her waist, settling around her hips as he looked over her shoulder to Eret. They were utterly at ease, only concern seeming to be Astrid's freely given consent. She wondered if they'd discussed her as a... possibility. It didn't seem important so long as the three of them were all game.
"I gotta say, you two are not living up to your reputation."
Lips pressed to her jaw, fingers slipping up under her top to rub, unseeing but precise, at the inking Astrid bore on her hip.
"It's never mattered so much before."
"We don't want you regretting anything."
Astrid melted a little; despite everything, they were looking out for her.
"C'mon, we're Hunters. I wouldn't be here if I wasn't sure."
Hiccup's room - Astrid could tell by the smell of his leather jacket on the door - saw the three siblings land on Hiccup's bed, the covers patterned with dragon scales and cool against the back of her arms. Hiccup's body was hot against her front, providing a lovely contrast. If Hiccup was hot, Eret was practically feverish, skin burning under her fingers when Astrid ran them over his shoulders, feeling the shape of muscles under a few scars dotted along. She knew Eret had freckles, an amusing hint of the paler genes of their mother, but they were only really visible quite so close.
Her heavy flannel bottoms started to become loose as she squirmed between frantic kisses, tentative touches growing bolder until Eret went and pulled up her top, fabric discarded before his hands were on her bare torso, Hiccup's fingers in her hair, untying her braid. Then his nails dragged across her scalp, two distinct chuckles as Astrid stretched, arching into the tingling touches. Eret's fingers traced the lines on her hip, the ones that matched Hiccup's chest, that matched Eret and their fathers faces.
Featherlight touches barely glanced across her body, leaving anticipation and frustration in trails along her flushed chest, it and her stomach moving in time with her increasingly rapid breathing. Her hand bunched uselessly against Hiccup's chest, but he seemed to get the message anyway and tossed aside his sleep t-shirt, allowing her fingers to splay across his tattoo, the lines connecting all three of them in a way nobody seemed to have put together. Then again, nobody had really been shown Astrid's tattoo - even her own occasional hookups hadn't gotten a good look.
"I thought you two were..."
Astrid let it trail off, voice catching as Hiccup bit gently at her throat anyway. He pulled back, face clearing.
"Oh, yeah. Force of habit to leave Eret alone when we're not alone."
Almost as if on cue, Eret tackled Hiccup, the two exchanging playful kisses and gropes as they wrestled on the bed. It didn't take long for muffled whispers, eventually exchanging smiles.
"Good point. We do have a rep to maintain."
They resituated themselves either side of her, mouths closing over her neck, hands on her stomach, her chest, taking turns claiming her lips with their own. Astrid was dizzy, squirming, feeling the ache of want between quivering thighs grow. Twisting, she dragged her mouth over Hiccup's tattoo, felt Eret's bare chest at her back, hands tugging lightly at her hair while others worked her bra strap open to leave her only in trousers that threatened to fall from her hips, the stripe of underwear waistband peeking above them.
"Is this ok?"
Eret's words were soft against her ear, but Astrid appreciated him asking still; most people probably would be having second thoughts about being in bed with their brothers.
Astrid was not most people.
"More..."
She mewled, happier when roughened hands scuffed across her nipples, palming her breast, another hand pushing down her bottoms to squeeze her ass. Her skin was on fire, sensitive to every touch, arching and pushing into both sets of hands as best she could. Hiccup's free hand came up, tipping Astrid's head back by her hair to kiss her again. Her own touch roved his chest, moving down to tug at his shorts and smirking against his mouth when Hiccup grunted as she gripped him, hot and hard pulsing in her palm. His forehead pressed to hers, breath ragged as Astrid pumped his cock, growing wetter as he made those little huffs and pants.
Her other hand moved behind, groping blindly at Eret until he guided her, cursing against her ear as he thrust into her grip. Astrid initially protested the loss of touch to her chest, but felt fabric slip down off her hips, exposed thigh covered by a forearm as fingers curled around, pressing over damp cotton and swollen clit until she shuddered between them, both grunting in response to her hand tightening around their erections.
"So" Astrid felt Hiccup pry her hand from him, rolling her onto her back as he slid down to pull her bottoms off entirely "you said you've been hearing about us. What did you hear? What do you want?"
"Well, I'm not telling you which is which, but the consensus is one of you is better at oral while the other lasts longer during sex."
The brothers shared a look, Eret waggling his eyebrows suggestively.
"Yeah, we agree. Hiccup is better at oral."
"And Eret does last longer in general, but in my defence he has a habit of putting on a show when whoever we're with is distracted. He thinks it's a fun challenge to make me come quicker without touching me."
"It is fun!"
Somehow, Astrid found, that sounded exactly right for them. Hiccup peered up at her, waiting. Astrid lifted her hips in consent, Hiccup's eyes dark and riveted as he removed her underwear, left her naked. They hadn't been totally nude in front of each other since childhood shared baths, where nobody wanted to go first so their dad tossed them all in at once for a scrub.
And it had never been like this, where Hiccup's tongue flicked out of parted lips to wet them, his cock ruddy and flushed and straining up close to his belly. Eret let Astrid tug his waistband down properly, exposing the thick length of him, his dilated pupils fixed on where Astrid gave him that well-learned look, the playful peek from level with his cock, lips slightly pouted and eyes wide and innocent. He twitched in her hand, letting Astrid know it worked just as well on him.
Hiccup parted her legs with gentle insistence, Astrid too turned on to think of more than spreading eagerly for him as he slid up on his belly. His breath was hot against her thigh as his hand rested on her lower belly, fingers prying her open so his tongue could find her clit. Six months back Astrid would never have considered such a sight to be something she not only wanted, but that would be so indecently arousing to simply look at. Hiccup didn't hold back, only a few teasing flicks of build up before his lips and tongue and the heat of his mouth was a constant torment against desperately needy nerves.
Her fingers had gone limp around Eret's erection, Astrid shaking and cursing as Hiccup devoured her hungrily. Needing to do something with the fire surging through her veins, Astrid turned her head and closed her mouth around Eret's cock, gagging slightly as he bucked in surprise. He apologised, backed off a little and Astrid wrapped her hand around the base to stop him doing it again.
"O-ohhhh. You have a contender here H!"
Astrid grinned around his cock, tongue swirling around the thick head, tasting precum as he grew more aroused with each of her head bobs. Suction made him curse colourfully in more than one language, which Astrid found so amusing she had to stop for the giggles that bubbled up in her chest, flopping back on the bed as she laughed. Hiccup's eager tongue stilled, lifting his face an inch.
"What?"
"Eret swears in several languages!"
Both brothers began laughing alongside her, Hiccup's head falling to rest against her leg as he did so.
"Yeah, yeah he does. Mostly only for me. You must be good!"
Astrid winked.
"Of course I am!"
Hiccup winked in return, and Astrid could have sworn he fucking giggled again when his tongue slid over her clit again, making her moan. Almost as if smugly saying "yeah, I'm good too!" with the rhythm of his mouth rather than words. Astrid resumed her oral attentions on Eret, smiling to herself as his fingers slid through her hair, not pushing or moving her, just stroking the back of her scalp and playing idly with her hair. Light tingles ran down her spine, meeting the fire that Hiccup stoked lower down.
It felt like something of a contest, whether she or Hiccup could get someone off first. Astrid knew a smug sense of satisfaction when Eret grunted and bucked, gasping to alert Astrid before he spilled into her mouth, thrusting against her hand and tongue for those last few seconds of his climax. Swallowing him down, Astrid felt Hiccup redouble his efforts, refusing to be outdone and working his tongue faster, lips latching on to her clit and sucking it teasingly between them until she was thrashing, arching, rutting against his face. Hiccup slid two fingers into her twitching body, curling them up against her g-spot and the dual sensation quickly overwhelmed her.
Fisting at the sheets, Astrid let the orgasm roll through her in waves of warm, tingling bliss until the tides ebbed away, leaving her breathless and beaming as her body thrummed happily. Hiccup reared up on his knees, cock still hard and curved up against his belly, Astrid's eyes roaming as they made their way up his body to find him licking his lips with a wink. Eret joined in, licking lewdly at Hiccup's mouth as they kissed, broad hand sliding down his brothers belly to slide fingers up along the underside of his cock.
"Condoms are in your room."
Hiccup murmured his words against Eret's mouth, but Astrid picked them up anyway. She nudged at Hiccup with her foot rather than sit up, garnering his attention.
"Don't need them."
He quirked an eyebrow, Eret too.
"Is that your usual attitude?"
Astrid shook her head.
"No, but I trust you two."
Hiccup's face settled into a smile, leaning down to run his hands over her bare body before she nudged at him again.
"Take your bottoms off."
Both of them wriggled out of their last clothing, Eret leaning forward to press a kiss between Hiccup's shoulder blades before landing a slap against his bare ass.
"Hey!"
"Don't play coy with me, I know you like it."
Hiccup glared, but his face cracked with a smile soon enough. Astrid beckoned them both to her rather than get up, much happier when both warm bodies were against her own again, when hands slid over her body. Eret's tongue flicked against her nipple, Hiccup kissing her until Astrid's lungs ached from lack of air as she mewled and moaned against his mouth. Both teased fingers against her inner thighs, one stroking her clit while the other dipped inside her, backing off and switching, distracting her with kisses and nips and tickling touches.
Only when Astrid was trembling, grabbing and turning and pleading not to be teased any longer, did they take mercy on their younger sister. Eret gripped her bodily, raising Astrid up on her hands and knees while Hiccup stayed laying down, holding her forearms and her gaze, watching her face as Eret dragged the head of his cock against her slit, teasing through her slick.
"Eret!"
He chuckled, palm flat against her ass as he continued moving lazily against her, never penetrating.
"Just checking!"
Seeking to be sweetly reassuring, Astrid waited for Eret to position himself, felt the first inch press in and pushed back, taking him to the hilt in one motion. Eret yelped, gripping Astrid's hips to hold her still as he did so.
"Fuck! Slow down Astrid!"
"Hey" she twisted, smirking over her shoulder at him "don't blame me if you can't handle all this."
Hiccup tugged lightly at her arms, prompting her to turn back to him. Eret didn't waste much time before he set a steady pace, sinking fully on each thrust and leaving Astrid gasping, glad for the bracing of Hiccup's hands. Green eyes fixed on hers, observing every expression that twisted up her face. They had aroused her so completely, left her so damned desperate that the acute pressure of his thrusts was enough to have Astrid almost sobbing.
Fighting for a little control over her uncooperative muscles, Astrid leant forward to kiss Hiccup's tattoo, then curved her back to bend a little more and allow her mouth to reach Hiccup's cock. He hissed, sucking in sharp breaths as he felt Astrid's tongue, making a beautifully hungry little noise when she sealed her lips around the head and hollowed her cheeks, harsh suction making his body jitter in slow, subtle tremors followed by more violent shakes and shudders.
"Here, let me- oh! Ok!"
Hiccup tried to move back, probably to make the angle easier but Astrid squeezed the base of his cock to hold him there as the angle of her back and hips seemed to let Eret hit her just right. Bobbing her head, flicking her tongue over his frenulum, humming happily when his hips flexed upwards as he fought not to simply rut against her face, Astrid shivered with the memory of that first intrusive thought, of Eret's hands on her hips and Hiccup beneath her. Gods, she'd never expected it to happen, pressed between her brothers, Eret's hand on her hip while her free hand laid on Hiccup's chest.
"Oh gods... A-Astrid!"
The only one to have not gotten off yet, Hiccup had a little less lasting power than either of his siblings and she saw his knuckles turn white where they gripped the bedding out of the corner of her eye. Astrid smirked, moved her lips and hand a little quicker until she felt his cock swell, swallowing down his come until he pushed at her head, moaning weakly for mercy as he grew too sensitive for her tongue to continue swiping over him.
Astrid let him slip from her mouth, softening against his thigh as she licked her lips and winked at a flushed, sweaty Hiccup. Eret, seeing she was clearly done focusing elsewhere, quickly picked up his own pace, both of them teetering closer and closer to the edge and the whole thing pushed hotter and higher by watching Hiccup go to pieces first.
Eret's arms wrapped around her torso, pulling Astrid upright as his thrusts grew frantic, stocky hips impacting her ass with quick, loud slaps of sweaty skin on sweaty skin. His hands held her bruisingly tight, his strained sounds muffled against her shoulder as he cried out in exhiliration, clumsy fingers scraping down her sweat-damp stomach to stroke Astrid's clit while he was still hard and moving. She shuddered through a second climax, squeezing at his softening shaft, sticky mingled fluids dripping down her thigh as Eret pulled out, both fighting to catch their breath, both their chests heaving.
"Oh wow. That was... yeah."
Astrid chuckled lightly, not bothering with actual words, body too blissed out and lax as she crawled up the bed, slumping down in a satisfied heap of limbs. Eret seemed to copy her, weight sinking down on the bed her other side, only the sounds of breathing and occasional mattress creaks filling the silence for a while.
"Hey" Hiccup's fingers brushed her lower back, slowly trailing up along her spine "Astrid?"
"Hmm?"
She pushed up on her forearms, still rather pleasantly buzzing on reward hormones. Hiccup had a little uncertainty around his features, and Astrid had a feeling she knew what was coming.
"Are we... ok?"
There were probably conversations to have, like how they'd deal with anything going forward, not telling their parents, what to do about the whole being related... but Astrid didn't care about any of that just then.
"Yeah. We're good."
-HTTYD-
Holy freaking fucks, this ended up so bloody long. Almost eleven and a half thousand words and took me like four or five days... Most of which is probable shite. Ah well. Hope someone liked it.