Group efforts are great! Just ask Astrid

-HTTYD-

"Eret..."

Astrid couldn't help but gasp his name as his hand slipped under her t-shirt - or rather, his t-shirt that she'd stolen after a messy incident... - and Eret hushed her, biting at her lip teasingly and smirking in the half-darkness.

"Shh. Or do you want everyone to overhear you?"

She squirmed, pushing her hips against his with a sigh. That was a downside to having one of the guys over in her room, unlike the more... freedom they had at their place - at least the neighbours were used to hearing the twins and their conquests, and the walls there were not the thickness of a slightly stiff piece of cardboard. Astrid wanted Eret's rough hands, Hiccup's demanding mouth, wanted them to push her to that wonderful edge where pain and pleasure were one and the same... but that tended to make it incredibly hard to stay quiet.

Eret contradicted himself by doing something he knew made Astrid moan, teasing her by biting and sucking at her neck while his thumb rasped over her ribs, smirking when she whimpered and bit her lip. She was wet, already impatient to get to the losing clothes and being touched properly, but Eret seemed in the mood to tease her, drive her mad and watch her struggle not to cry out. His top finally came off, allowing her fingers to roam broad shoulders properly, to feel his hot skin under her hands. Eret relieved her of his t-shirt soon enough, scalding mouth on her breast turning her on even more.

"Damnit Eret" gods staying quiet sucked "get a move on!"

Astrid barely felt like she'd blinked before Eret changed tack, grunting low against her ear as he yanked her underwear down roughly enough she expected them to tear, mastered in undoing his own bottoms one-handed and groaning when Astrid's hand joined his, circling and squeezing his cock as it swelled in her grip. Her free hand buried in his hair, dragged his mouth to hers as her thighs widened, guiding him until Astrid was panting against his lips as Eret filled her.

Astrid wriggled and squeezed at him impatiently, urging Eret not to stay so slow with soft murmurs and whines. Eret held out for a while, but Astrid's pleading for more, faster, harder began to get to him, catching her eyes in the limited light before shifting the way his weight was braced to free his hand and cover her mouth. Astrid initially baulked, but Eret wasn't grabbing her harshly - just keeping the noise down. He waited until she nodded, pressing a kiss to his palm before he began to move again, and gods it was worth the initial pause for him to fuck her properly. Astrid arched and bucked and twisted under him, shaking thighs tightening around stocky hips as his hand muffled her cries.

Rough and hot and hasty, Astrid was a trembling, incoherent mess all too soon, body slumping in a satisfied heap to her bed as Eret shuddered through his own climax, heavy and oddly comfortable atop her as his hand moved, thumb brushing her cheek.

"Didn't hurt you did I?"

"Uh-uh. M'fine."

Eret chuckled, lazing next to her for a little while before he got up, beginning to dress. Astrid refused to move, blissed out and comfortable.

"Be careful."

"I'm always careful. Besides, it's one in the morning. Get some sleep."

He leant over the bed, kissed her goodbye and let himself out with barely a sound. Astrid knew she needed to get up and clean up, but that sounded like a lot of effort and her mind began to move to fretting - what if someone had heard them after all? Eret covering her mouth made her quieter, not silent. Nobody banged on her door demanding to know how she'd scored with Eret, so maybe she could stop worrying?

She woke regretting not showering, dragging her tired body into the bathroom before she accepted there were things to do other than dwell. The morning was sunny enough that it was too warm to wear the fuzzy pyjamas she'd been wearing since early December, but still cold enough that a jumper was warranted as Astrid prepared herself a cup of coffee in the dorm kitchen. She'd have stayed in her room, but she was out of coffee and too lazy to go shopping and do her work that day.

There was a hushed conversation in the group near her, but Astrid tried to pay it no mind; it was probably the excitement over the plans they'd have over the weekend. That was what people usually talked about. Still a bit tired from going to sleep at one in the morning, she didn't have much energy pre-coffee to process anything, except…

"... heard Eret-"

Her heart stopped.

Were they pointing at her?

Had they heard them after all? She stopped stirring to listen, spoon feeling odd held tight between two fingers.

"-tried to get them to go out to the club yesterday, but they weren't game for it."

One of the girls said. She stole a glance. The red-haired one. Astrid sighed in relief. So it wasn't about Eret sneaking in after all. Though it was about Eret, which was dangerous in itself for Astrid to overhear and not give away exactly where Eret was last night, and why he'd not wanted other plans. The black haired girl scoffed in return.

"Might as well try and move a mountain. I really don't know what's gotten into those twins lately."

"Maybe they're busy with their assignments?"

There was another scoff.

"It's not like it's ever stopped them before, has it?"

Astrid grabbed her cup, eager to sneak away before she was even noticed. The girls kept talking. Safety was just a few steps away…

"What do you think, Astrid?"

Astrid stilled, hoping nobody saw panic flicker across her face. She convinced her frozen limbs to turn her around.

"... hmm?"

The girl swung her black mane of hair behind her shoulder, looking the tired blonde up and down.

"I was telling Frida here that I haven't seen those twins anywhere recently. At least, not on their usual prowl."

Frida shoved her friend playfully.

"They're probably avoiding you!" she laughed at the black haired girl's annoyed face and turned to Astrid, "but seriously; I don't know what they're up to. I tried to talk to them last week but they said no," she sighed, "maybe they're avoiding me."

Astrid laughed shakily. Was it noticeable? Probably. She needed to get away.

"I don't know."

She shrugged, excusing herself from the conversation, and as she left the room she heard more. Well, she tried to.

"...with some blonde girl a lot lately, heard from a neighbour."

"D'you think one of them got a girlfriend? Or has Astrid scored repeats?"

Laughter.

"Nah, she'd be smug as anything. I know I would. Maybe one got a girlfriend... for all we know they might be sharing her too."

Fighting not to slam her door closed behind her, Astrid only noticed her hand was shaking when she set her cup down on her desk; had they been too obvious?

Flopping down on her computer chair heavily, she sent off a quick text to the group chat she had with her brothers saying she needed to see them, but their response was not exactly what she hoped for; they were both busy until Monday evening, and she herself wasn't free until a day after that. It was cutting so close... but it was important they talked, so despite her panic Astrid let them know she'd be staying over Monday night.

Thirty minutes later she realized she had been looking at her laptop, open on a blank word document, ready to work on her essay; the reason she had gone to get coffee in the first place.

She groaned, and got ready for a run instead. Running might help. So long as Astrid didn't run off to their place again... she had some self control after all.

That Monday morning's lecture was about some topic she couldn't really pay attention to, not with her brain occupied with other, more important things. Like peoples noses in their business, or whether the whole thing with the twins had been too good to last long, but it couldn't be… right?

She couldn't imagine going back to a life before they'd gotten together. Wait... no.

Started hooking up. They were not together.

Just for fun, right? Nothing wrong with just fun. Aside from the whole incest thing, but Astrid did her best not to think about that when her head was already scrambled.

Heather poked her side, throwing her a 'what's wrong?' look. Astrid tried to give her a convincing smile, but judging by Heather's skeptical look, it had not come out as intended.

As the rest of her classmates shuffled out of the room, Astrid hurried away before Heather could ask any questions, using the reason of a meeting she had with her team for her Principles of Functional Programming course in the library (which was true, but it wasn't scheduled for another two hours). So she hid away there, waiting for the others and pretending to study while her mind twisted in a million other directions.

Well, a million was pushing it. Her mind was off in two very specific, very brother-shaped directions.

Even when the meeting started, Astrid was not quite there and had to really focus to be present in the conversation at all. Packing up her books, Astrid nodded at one of the guys in her group when he thanked her for Friday's notes, hurrying to exit the library into the now dark sky.

There was a pleasant smell coming from the kitchen when she entered the twin's apartment, sweet and fruity, straight out of the oven just like their mother had taught them. The woman couldn't cook to save her life (or theirs...), but she made a mean banana bread.

Hiccup heard the door open and close as he straightened up from the oven.

"How was the gym?"

He called to what most likely was Eret, setting the freshly baked loaf out on the side to undoubtedly be demolished soon.

"Well, didn't have a chance to go today," said Astrid's voice, "but I reckon the gym is fine!"

"Hey," he smiled, happy to see her "gimme a sec."

He took off his oven gloves and walked around the counter. Spying no one besides her (not that he'd expected anyone but Eret) Hiccup laid his hands on her hips, her arms winding around him like they belonged there.

And what a dangerous thought that was. Looking up at him, all blue eyes and rosy lips, even slightly chapped from the cool air... Hiccup didn't know how he and Eret had hidden their desires for so long. She was so... he couldn't think of words that did Astrid justice. It was too hard.

Speechless, Hiccup only needed her chin tilting up for him to kiss her, and gods could Astrid kiss. Her lips against his made him forget where he was standing. Her tongue in his mouth made him forget his name, especially when she pressed more firmly against him, letting out those soft whimpers against his lips. He'd always expected only Eret could drive him so crazy, but Astrid was equally capable with years less practice.

They broke apart, breathing a little heavier, a beautiful flush on her cheeks.

"Hey," he said airily "long time no see, huh?"

While Eret had been able to sneak in over the weekend, Hiccup thought two nights in a row into her dorm was too risky and so he'd settled for waiting. He was rarely left waiting long; Astrid seemed no more capable of resisting the blistering heat between them than he or Eret were.

"Mmm. So Eret's at the gym?"

"Yeah. He shouldn't be too long, I told him I was making banana bread so honestly I'm surprised he left at all."

Astrid giggled, leaning into his chest, listening to his heartbeat and slipping fingers under his shirt to stroke his back. She was tactile like that, liked to feel skin beneath her hands.

"Fair. But we do need to talk."

The tension she'd brought in with her had faded as they kissed and held each other, but he felt some return in the set of her shoulders.

"Everything alright?"

"Yes and no. Let's just wait til Eret comes back, then we only have to talk once."

Hiccup nodded, wrapping Astrid in his arms and settling down for a lazy cuddle while they waited. His stomach rumbled for the smell of banana bread, but wanted to wait until Eret came back with the peanut butter and chocolate spread to top it with, since he'd dropped by the shop on his way to the gym.

And really, there were many worse ways to pass time besides Astrid lying on him as he played with her hair, warm and comfortable.

The door rattling had them both sitting up - Eret knew Astrid was coming over, so he doubted his brother had brought somebody back but they were always a touch wary about it. Eret was quite alone, and quite happy to see them both judging by the smile that lit his face.

"Hey. Give me five minutes to shower and I'll be back out."

He dropped the bag of shop stuff next to Hiccup, then headed through to the bathroom to rinse the workout off himself. Hiccup had barely finished putting things away and making Eret's night-time shake when he reappeared, fresh and keen to kiss Hiccup in gratitude and Astrid in greeting.

"So how was the gym?"

"Good. Got chatted up but said I had to get up early in the morning."

Astrid frowned, noticed by both brothers.

"What?"

"That's sorta what I wanted to talk about."

"Oh?"

"Yeah. We're being noticed. I keep overhearing people saying that you guys have changed, that they've heard you're seen with a blonde in and out of here and while I am not the only blonde on campus, it's still... you know, we need to slow this down."

Hiccup hadn't really thought about it, but Astrid might have a point. He and Eret were bringing a less varied number of people home, and Astrid spent more nights in their place than was probably sensible. It was just incredibly hard to care when they fell into bed together.

"You're right" Eret agreed, even as he pulled Astrid into his side and Hiccup saw how she leant into him naturally "it's just... easier, with you. But if you insist, I am sure Hiccup and I can struggle through having sex for your peace of mind."

Astrid rolled her eyes.

"You're an idiot."

"Yep. Anything else you wanna discuss or can I focus on banana bread now?"

Eret chased down several pieces of peanut-butter coated banana bread with his shake, then complained he was too full - the night shake was designed for slow digestion, apparently, and so he needed to sit and let it go down a little before anything more vigorous could occur. Astrid was eating chocolate spread out of the jar with a spoon, so Hiccup doubted she minded waiting a little while either. So really, it was just him who was impatient to move on it seemed. But since Astrid was adamant they cut down on time together, Hiccup was going to make the most of that night if he could.

It wasn't just how obscenely good the sex was with Astrid - though it really, really was... but it was also how freeing it was for he and Eret, to never worry about what anybody might see between them. And while they didn't turn down everyone, there had certainly been more "maybe next time" or "I got an early class and we don't like to rush" excuses than before. He just hadn't realised there were so many people were noticing.

And by the time Astrid was on top of him, naked and alluring with her hair free to spill over her shoulders, catching light on its golden colour, Hiccup had forgotten to care. Distance was a concern for tomorrow. He was focusing on keeping her close that night. Astrid seemed uncommonly driven too, riding him hard, gripping his shoulders tight enough he felt her nails in his skin and barely taking a break before she was seeking similar performance from Eret. Her hands guided Hiccup to touch her too, pressed between them tight enough that they could only have been closer if Hiccup was inside her too.

It wasn't like he hadn't thought about it, but that was something the twins only really did on request, and Astrid hadn't asked.

Astrid had all three of them utterly exhausted by the time she drew Hiccup against her again, pleading in those soft, needy whines against his ear until she was trembling under him anew, clutching him tight as Eret held her close. As his body cried out for sleep, Hiccup did his best to ignore the weight in the air, the sense that 'just fun' could not have been applied to the night they'd just spent together.

They didn't talk about it. They never did.

And then Astrid was gone when he woke, showered before he had even got out of bed and barely kissing them goodbye before she left with a repeat of what she'd said last night. He knew Eret felt slighted by her behaviour too, but they didn't bring it up; Astrid had said she wasn't really free, and so her urgency in leaving could easily have been down to not wanting to be waylaid by the twins wandering hands again.

"I was so damned distracted last night, I forgot my pill so it's probably a good thing we don't hang out for a couple of days until it kicks back in."

Astrid's message surprised him; she'd been taking that pill religiously since she was fourteen, so to forget it was unlike her. But he doubted Astrid would appreciate him prying into her forgetfulness, and Hiccup also doubted he'd be able to offer an answer to her reasons anyway.

Hiccup and Eret spent that night together, just the two of them, and while they didn't talk about it, Hiccup knew Eret thought the same as he had, easing the discontent they'd both felt with the familiar pleasure of each others body. The twins often didn't need words to convey how they felt to each other.

And then they put it all aside, dressing up and heading out the following night - Astrid was at the same club, but they hadn't gone together and she was adamant that nothing could happen. Hiccup had found that easier to agree to before he saw the skirt she had on, swallowing thickly when he caught sight of her on the dance floor and their eyes met. Eret nudged his side, gave him a look that said he was being too damned obvious, so Hiccup forced himself to look away.

A few people were eyeing the twins in speculation, but it seemed almost as though they were wary of being turned down, which had never seemed to be a problem before. Had they really been that notably different in their behaviour?

Not everyone was that shy though, and they were approached not much later by a cute enough guy with a bit of a swagger, cool and confident as he looked Eret up and down before throwing Hiccup a casual smile.

"So, are you two off the market or what?"

"No, we really have just been busy and most people want to play with us both, so if we aren't both free or in the mood..."

Hiccup trailed off, not wanting to work too hard at a convincing argument lest it sound like a convincing argument, rather than what he was hoping would simply be seen as the truth. They had been busy.

Just with Astrid, not university work.

"So... wanna dance?"

"I'm not much of a dancer, but I think you already knew that" he glanced over at Eret, who gave a short nod - he liked the guy too "so sure."

The novel excitement was still there; new bodies were fun, intriguing, and while it would be different to have to hold back from touching Eret, the twins had long mastered teasing and arousing each other without getting noticed. Matt, as he introduced himself, was forward and clear in his intentions; he was out for a hook up with the twins, and since they were showing interest he had no reservations about showing his own.

He caught sight of a guy trying to hit on Astrid when he left the dance floor for a drink, but she didn't look all that interested, and when Hiccup and Eret were leaving with Matt, he caught sight of Astrid leaving with Heather which told him she was probably going home alone.

-HTTYD-

Welp, these three are a hot mess and I love it.