Part 2, let's gooooo!

-HTTYD-

Heather woke up in a brief state of confusion. She was wearing multiple layers of clothes, and Hiccup was not snuggled up behind her. She blinked a few times, clearing the sleepy haze from her eyes. Hiccup was in front of her, also bundled up in warm clothes. As she tried to figure out why, Heather remembered the previous day. Snow, freezing cold house. And, unless she'd imagined it, Astrid had appeared and confessed she thought the couple were hot.

"Where's Astrid?"

She asked, seeing Hiccup was at least partially awake. He chuckled, then lifted the cover up to expose a blanket-wrapped Astrid burrowed in to his chest. Heather failed to suppress her snort of amusement.

"The hallway light is on, so I think the power is back. Can't tell about the heating, I'm sweating after a night in all these layers."

Hiccup twisted his head around to see, and nodded in agreement when he spotted the orange-y glow visible under their bedroom door.

"Either that or the hallway is on fire. But I doubt it."

He answered, and Heather chuckled.

"Shh. Tired."

Astrid's muffled words came from the pile of fabric swaddling her, and Hiccup rolled his eyes.

"It's morning."

"Ughhh..." Astrid trailed off, then squirmed just enough to crack one eye open and look up at Hiccup "I was promised coffee."

The fact Astrid was not a morning person was not news to either Hiccup or Heather, but Heather was still amused by how grumpy Astrid was despite getting to spend all night snuggled in the middle of their now-very-toasty bed.

"You'll have to let go of me, but at least now I should be able to boil water without going outside."

Astrid huffed, then burrowed back under the covers to leave only her messy blonde hair visible. Hiccup chuckled again, stretching and yawning before he rolled away from Astrid and sat up. He was adorably sleep-rumpled, hair flattened on one side as he'd been essentially held in place by Astrid all night. Once he ran a hand through it, it looked as messy as always. He peeled off the top jumper he had on, then changed in to clean (but still thick) socks before he headed off to the bathroom. Astrid didn't move, which only amused Heather more. She got up when she heard Hiccup leaving the bathroom, not quite brave enough to take off her layers until she was sure the heat was working again.

She heard the boiler kicking in just as she reached the bottom of the stairs, and saw Hiccup giving her a thumbs up from in front of it.

"Hot water out of the tap and everything!"

"Awesome. Now, did someone mention coffee?"

"I think technically, Astrid grumbled it. But yes, coffee shall be made. Without a camping stove!"

The promise of caffeine eventually lured Astrid out of bed, though she was still wearing a blanket that half-obscured her sleepy, scowling face. She took until her mug was empty to fully rouse, but once the coffee had infused her system, she was much more alert.

"So... yeah, did I make a fool of myself last night?"

"Only by turning up looking like a budget ghost."

Heather answered with a laugh, cosily curled up in Hiccup's lap to sip her mug of tea. The coffee had been drained, so now she was simply drinking decaf tea to enjoy the warmth, both in her hands and winding down to her belly. Astrid rolled her eyes, but shrugged it off.

"I was cold!"

"No shit. So... are you actually interested in us?"

Astrid nodded slowly, then raised an eyebrow.

"You guys don't seem... perturbed. Most couples would be."

Heather winked.

"Our relationship is... maybe not totally open, but we definitely leave the door ajar and we've had a few people walk through it now and then."

They didn't broadcast that information, but only because they felt it wasn't anybody else's business what the two of them got up to in bed. But, well, if Astrid was open to getting involved in that, Heather saw no reason not to share that information. Astrid blinked, then looked specifically at Hiccup.

"You dark horse. And here I thought you were just quiet and dorky. And apparently good in bed, based on the sound effects."

Hiccup spluttered, but Heather simply grinned. Oh, Astrid was not wrong.

"He's all of those things. Hiccup, breathe."

She didn't need to turn around to know Hiccup was glaring at her. Astrid giggled.

"She's complimenting you. Stop pouting."

Heather knew Hiccup rolled his eyes, even without looking. But he soon spoke up.

"So... where do we go from here? What are you looking for? A one night stand cus it's been a while? Or... more?"

Ever the practical one, Hiccup opted to ask questions when Heather was happy to have fun flirting and teasing Astrid. Still, he was asking good questions, so she waited patiently for Astrid to answer. Astrid chewed her lip, thinking.

"I like you guys. We get on well. I'm definitely not against the idea of more."

Heather turned to see Hiccup nodding slowly, watched the thoughts slowly unfolding in his mind.

"So... maybe we just, I dunno, go out on a date? Dinner, talk, see how it goes?"

As practical as Hiccup's idea was, Heather was unable to resist winding him up a little.

"Whoa now, let's not be hasty. Maybe we should find out if we're sexually compatible before we do something radical like go out on a date."

Hiccup didn't get the chance to answer before Astrid did.

"See, I like that line of thinking. Yanno, I'm still kind of cold."

Though she was sure he understood the innuendo, Heather was amused to see Hiccup answered the comment at face value before his brain had fully processed what Astrid was really saying.

"The heating is back on."

Heather snickered.

"Hiccup, love."

She saw the realisation quickly dawn, all while Astrid was poorly stifling giggles in the background.

"Oh."

"Yeah. So... we should warm up. And our bed is the warmest."

Still the practical one, Hiccup double checked.

"Are you suggesting we jump right in to this?"

"Hiccup, are you trying to talk yourself out of a threesome? Do you want Astrid to carry you?"

He answered quickly, but Astrid was already on her feet. Apparently she was happy to carry him.

"I can walk!"

"Good, let's go."

Heather jumped up off his lap, placing her empty mug on the table so she had both hands free to grab Hiccup and lead him along. She let go briefly to beckon Astrid to come along, and the blonde did not need asking twice. The Hiccup Heather had met when they first started dating would probably have insisted on them going on the date first, but since they'd had more than a couple of threesomes, foursomes and moresomes, he didn't have any doubts in the strength of their relationship, his own attractiveness, or his ability to satisfy multiple lovers in one session.

Still, Heather wanted to ensure he had no lingering doubts... and if she was honest, she was pretty keen to finally get hands on the very attractive woman. So once they were back in the couples bedroom, Heather let go of Hiccup and grabbed hold of Astrid. Astrid came in willingly, and she heard the sharp inhale behind her from Hiccup when the two women kissed. If Astrid was at all nervous, she didn't show it, gripping tightly at Heather's hips and pulling her closer still.

They weren't as close as they could have been, partially because they still had a couple of layers on from being dressed for the cold night before. That was going to have to be rectified, and not only because with the heating back on they would melt.

"You coming over here or what Haddock?"

Astrid said when she and Heather broke apart, looking all the more attractive with her pink cheeks and hungry gaze. Hiccup moved as though on autopilot, obviously still in a little disbelief until Astrid grabbed him and hauled him in to a kiss. Heather watched the show happily, grinning to herself when she saw Astrid's hands moving down and around until they sat firmly on Hiccup's butt. His very, very nice butt. He jumped when she squeezed hard, and Astrid giggled when the two parted.

"It's good, right?"

Heather asked, and Astrid nodded happily, giving the good butt another squeeze for good measure.

"We should get out of these layers."

"Can't. Heather said she's cold."

Hiccup answered, which made Astrid laugh. When he turned to look at her, Heather made sure to pointedly take off the jacket she had on over a thick jumper. It really had been freezing the previous night. Astrid removed her arms from around Hiccup with visible reluctance, but soon all of them had taken off their extra layers, almost carpeting the floor in fabric but none of them paid it any mind. It was probably pure luck nobody tripped over a discarded jumper on their way toward the bed. Astrid jumped on to it, spreading out all four limbs in the classic 'starfish' position.

"This bed is so big! It could probably hold three or four people."

"I'd say it can hold six people. And an assortment of silicone objects in various sizes."

Astrid laughed, stretching her fingers out.

"Can't reach the corners!"

Heather saw Hiccup bite his lip, and knew he was thinking about the way Astrid was spread-eagled, and how it was the ideal position for her to be tied to the corners of their bed. She contemplated teasing him further, but Astrid was on their bed waiting and it would have been rude for Heather to have kept her waiting any longer. So she climbed on with her, crawling over and Astrid met her gladly, leaning up to pull Heather closer. She felt the mattress sinking and knew Hiccup had joined them, though with Astrid greedily kissing her Heather was a little too busy to turn around.

Astrid's shirt had ridden up, exposing the taut muscles of her stomach. Heather let her hand rest there, enjoying the way the muscles flexed with Astrid's heavy breathing. After so long being able to look (since Astrid often worked out in a sports bra) but not touch, it was a delight to her to be able to finally get hands on Astrid's very nice abs. She squirmed under Heather's fingers, letting out a soft sound against Heather's lips. It was ridiculously hot, if she was honest.

She managed to pry herself away so Hiccup wasn't entirely left out because Heather was obsessed with Astrid's abs. He had a smile tugging at his lips, and Heather was absolutely sure he knew what had kept her so attentive. He knew what she liked. Heather twisted around to kneel up and kiss him, tugging up his t-shirt until they had to part so it could slip over his head. His skin was warm to the touch, her fingers running over familiar territory. He hadn't shaved that morning, stubble scruffy over his jaw as he leant in and kissed her again.

"Hey, I'm over here yanno!"

Astrid eventually protested, adding a pout for emphasis when the two looked over at her. Hiccup let out a laugh, moving until he was in reach for her. Astrid eyed his bare torso, exploring the lean frame Heather knew she'd been not-so-subtly checking out for a while by then. It was tough to decide between enjoying the erotic show and throwing herself somewhere in the mix, but eventually desire won out so Heather stripped off her top and crawled closer. She never slept in bras, so she was bare from the waist up when hands found her skin. Astrid looked very pleased about that.

The slightly clumsy, heated kisses and touches soon had them all down to just their underwear, trousers and socks and Astrid's shirt tossed aside. Astrid seemed to have trouble choosing where to focus, switching between kissing and groping both of them until they teamed up to pin her down playfully, exploring with hands and mouths. Heather's hands kept gravitating to Astrid's muscles, and she caught Hiccup grinning whenever he spotted her doing so. She reached over and squeezed his cock through his boxers, smirking as he groaned at the feeling.

Astrid's eyes followed the movement, gaze fixed on the tented fabric covering Hiccup's erection. Heather couldn't resist it when Astrid's neck was exposed by the way she turned to look, leaning down to suck a bruise in to the pale skin. Astrid's nails dug in to her back as Heather bit down a little, hips arching as she moaned.

"Damnit" Astrid breathed as Heather pulled up, her cheeks flushed and her eyes dark "you've found my weak spot."

"I thought that was your stomach, you were pretty responsive to that too."

Astrid mumbled something that sounded an awful lot like "shut up" as she pulled Heather back down, biting kisses leaving them both panting before Astrid turned her heated gaze to Hiccup. She beckoned him closer, burying a hand in his hair as he leant in. Astrid surged up to meet him, grabbing his hands and moving them pointedly. Subtle hints didn't work on Hiccup, so it was lucky Astrid was being direct enough to get through to him. He took the not-at-all-subtle hint and pulled Astrid's bra off. Heather supposed she'd been too cold to try and take it off the night before.

Her sound of relief as it came off was way too hot. Heather barely heard Astrid saying "Ohhhh, that's better" over the sound of her own pulse racing. Her thighs tightened instinctively as she thrummed with arousal, and normally she'd be about to let Hiccup do what he did best... oh, she had to let Astrid find out about that.

"Hey, I have an idea."

Hiccup raised an eyebrow, and Astrid seemed very interested. Heather happily relieved Astrid of her underwear, then sat down and guided the blonde in to her lap. As he was always keen to 'get down to it', Hiccup didn't need more encouragement than Astrid letting him know she was up for it too. Heather slid her arms around Astrid's waist, enjoying the warmth of bare skin where Astrid's back rested against her chest. Her hair smelled like their bed, which was no surprise since she'd spent all night in it. Heather nuzzled the blonde mess, humming at the familiar scent as she felt Hiccup's hands brushing their legs, adjusting their position to give him more room to work.

Astrid squirmed in Heather's lap as Hiccup stroked her with fingers first, coaxing her arousal up as he explored to find where she was most sensitive. Her little sighs and mewls were music to Heather's ears, and her hands refused to stay idle. The leisurely caresses over Astrid's top half weren't enough to distract, and once Hiccup was satisfied she was hot enough, he looked up with that obscene look in his eyes. Heather could see it clearly from over Astrid's shoulder, and felt a pulse of heat roll through her at the sight of him peering up from between Astrid's thighs.

"You good?"

"No, you stopped!"

Astrid protested, and Hiccup's face lit up as he laughed aloud.

"My sincerest apologies."

"You're still talking love. Your mouth has better uses."

Heather joked, winking at Hiccup over Astrid's shoulder. He let out a chuckle, before his head ducked down and only messy red-brown hair was visible. It was only a beat or two later Astrid began responding, muscles twitching as she panted and moaned. She gripped Heather's hands and moved them pointedly up, an invitation Heather happily took. She splayed her hands over Astrid's breasts, stroking and squeezing before she focused her attentions on the swollen nipples begging to be touched.

Astrid arched up in to her touch, one leg shifting to wrap around the back of Hiccup's head as though she feared he was going to stop. He did not even slow, and Heather delighted in watching, feeling Astrid twist in her hold, amused and aroused by how Astrid's hips shifted with urgency as she tried to press harder against Hiccup's mouth. The lewd sounds of Hiccup's tongue were soon drowned out by the needy whines it drew from Astrid's lips, her breath occasionally catching whenever Heather pinched and tugged her nipples for good measure.

Hiccup barely came up for air, not until Astrid's writhing stopped as she shuddered, one hand fisted tight in Hiccup's hair while the nails of the other dug in to Heather's forearm, leaving deep crescent-moon shapes in the skin there. Heather scarcely noticed, distracted by the display Astrid was putting on in her lap as Hiccup worked her to orgasm. He didn't slow until Astrid mewled weakly, struggling to untangle her twitching leg from his neck before she shoved at his head in a plea for a brief respite from the sensations. She slumped against Heather's chest, sucking in desperate breaths for a minute before she was capable of speech again.

"Holy shit Heather, how do you ever let him out of the house?"

Heather laughed, giving Astrid another playful squeeze before she let her hands fall to rest on Astrid's thighs. She could feel the sweat dampening Astrid's torso, the flush warming the skin of her belly. Hiccup looked much too smug, but she let him have it. Watching Astrid come had been hot.

"He wears me out and then makes a break for it."

"I've watched enough prison break shows that I could probably tunnel my way out of the house with a teaspoon if I needed to, but I just make her legs shake so much she can't chase me instead."

"Cocky bastard."

Heather quipped, but she was grinning as widely as Hiccup; it wasn't like he was unable to back up his words. As Astrid had just rather pleasantly discovered. And Heather intended to double-check. For science. She had to make sure he hadn't lost his touch...

"Help me move Astrid? She's still twitching."

"Am not!"

Astrid protested, but her weak knees and shaky legs begged to differ. Hiccup chuckled, but helped Heather untangle herself from the blonde. As soon as she was free, Heather pounced on her boyfriend, tasting Astrid on his mouth as she kissed him hungrily. He answered with equal fervor, groaning in to her mouth when Heather bit playfully at his lip. One of her favourite things was the mix of new and familiar, the heat of learning a new body the perfect accompaniment to the intensity of Hiccup's practiced touch.

"How do you want me?"

Hiccup asked, his voice rough with arousal. It made Heather want him even more.

"On your back."

He let out a low chuckle before complying, and Heather knew he understood what she wanted when he laid down flat, shoving a pillow under his head and beckoning her over. He even threw her a wink as Heather scrambled to straddle him, having hastily removed her underwear while he was getting comfy. His hands slid up over her thighs to rest on her hips as soon as Heather was stable, a sigh of relief leaving her when she finally felt Hiccup's lips brush her inner thigh. His scruff was a little rough there, but they'd had plenty of morning romps and Heather was well-used to it. Sometimes, she really liked it. Others, like that moment, she wasn't terribly concerned either way so long as Hiccup got a move on and...

Oh, there it was. Hiccup's tongue slid over her, slow and leisurely to begin with, a teasing prequel to get Heather hotter and needier for him. Heather twisted her hands against the headboard, letting out a low whine and pressing down a little more. It was all she was willing to do... for now. Hiccup had gotten her to various states of babbling, begging and incoherent with want before. She hoped he wasn't in the mood for such a long tease...

He let out a sudden, surprised grunt. Confused, Heather twisted around and saw what had gotten his attention. Astrid, apparently recovered enough to move her limbs again, was curled between his legs, and had the waistband of his boxers pulled down to expose his cock. Those big blue eyes peeked up at Heather, her bottom lip sucked between her teeth. Even without the promise of a show, that look alone was enough to make Heather move, turning so she could watch Astrid and still let Hiccup do what he did best.

"Looked like he could do with a little help."

Astrid commented, nodding to where Hiccup's cock laid against his belly, flushed and twitching. Heather felt his fingers tighten on her legs when Astrid wrapped a hand around the base of his cock, but even Astrid's attentions weren't enough to distract him for long. Heather jumped when his tongue dragged across her clit suddenly, almost pitching forward before she reached back to get a firm grip on the bed frame behind her. It wasn't long before Hiccup found his rhythm, gripping tighter at Heather's hips when her rocking, squirming movements impeded him. She felt him groan occasionally as Astrid stroked him slowly, repeating his earlier tactics on her to find sensitive spots, taking note of where Hiccup's body responded more powerfully.

Then Astrid looked up at Heather, holding her gaze the whole time as she closed her mouth around Hiccup. She was clearly not in the mood for a slow, tormenting build up (unlike someone Heather wasn't going to name...), as she sucked him hard, cheeks hollowed around his shaft. Hiccup seemed only to be spurred on by it, leaving Heather in her own personal heaven as she watched Astrid and rode Hiccup's eager tongue.

Heather shifted her weight so she could lean forward, catching Astrid's lips so they could kiss around the head of Hiccup's cock. He dug his nails in to her thigh, grunting at the sensation of both their mouths and tongues. Smirking to herself, Heather moved to seal her mouth against his hip, sucking a fresh bruise just above the jut of his hipbone. It was her favourite spot to leave bruises, as they often peeked out over the waistband of his jeans, or were visible when he had nothing but a towel wrapped around him fresh out of the shower...

Astrid obviously decided that looked like a marvellous idea, as she gave Hiccup a matching bruise on his other hip before taking him back in to her mouth. Heather braced her weight on her hands, pushing back more urgently when Hiccup's tongue began to move faster, more purposeful. She knew from experience it meant he was getting close, and he was always trying to make his partner come first. Nice guys finish last, Heather, don't you know?

Normally, Heather was just as competitive, but between Hiccup's eagerness and the view of Astrid sucking him off (those big blue eyes were going to be the death of her, Heather decided), the feverish heat was all too much for her. Her body curled tight, nails scraping over Hiccup's side as she shuddered and moaned. Astrid had stopped her head bobbing to watch Heather come, which only turned Heather on more.

She hadn't finished coming down when Astrid gripped her hair, tugging just enough to hurt a little as she lifted Heather's head up. The taste of Hiccup's come on Astrid's tongue was enough to reboot Heather's brain a little, and she rolled off with a satisfied sigh when Astrid released her mouth.

"Hiccuuuup. I can't move."

Heather complained when she realised her legs still didn't work properly yet, and Hiccup gave her that damned cocky grin even as he sat up enough to help her turn around. Sweaty and smiling, Heather let her head rest on his damp chest, humming when his fingers stroked her hair. She hadn't done more than open her eyes to look over at their new bedmate before Hiccup had taken the initiative, and beckoned Astrid to come join the cuddle. Astrid took the invitation happily, and curled in to Hiccup's other side with a cat-who-got-the-cream grin on her face.

"Well, if the heat goes out again, we probably won't have trouble staying warm."

Astrid eventually said, tracing lazy circles around one of the bruises on Hiccup's hip. Heather snickered, burrowing in to Hiccup's side a little more snugly.

"I don't know, Hiccup refused to take his clothes off last night!"

Heather joked, remembering her boyfriend's protests. He rolled his eyes and tsked, but Astrid simply winked.

"Yeah but now there's two of us to get him naked. Besides, he's good enough with his mouth that he can stay as fully dressed as he likes."

Heather laughed, and Hiccup let out a groan.

"I'm in trouble here, aren't I?"

Astrid lifted her head so she could grin at Hiccup properly, nodding happily.

"Yep. By the way, you passed my little test."

"There was a test? I didn't study!"

Hiccup answered, and all three of them laughed.

"Like I said, you passed! You suggested dinner earlier, and now I'm game for it."

He raised an eyebrow, hand still playing idly with Heather's hair. She had to fight to pay attention, used to being able to zone out with the pleasant sensation.

"Funny, cus I remember you saying you liked us. I think Heather suggested this little test."

"Shh. I'm asking you out here, quit poking holes in my logic. There are other fun places to poke."

Hiccup spluttered at Astrid's words, and Heather couldn't stop laughing at his face.

"Astrid!"

"What?"

She asked, face a picture of feigned innocence.

"Sure. We can go on a date. But in the interests of your logic, maybe we shouldn't do anything until the date. Well..." Hiccup glanced down at the tangle of bare bodies "anything else."

Astrid pouted.

"Now now, let's not be hasty!"

-HTTYD-

I DID IT! I WROTE A WHOLE SOMETHING! Woooooo!

Hope y'all had fun. Heathcupstrid definitely did.

Might be more later. Might not. Y'all know how these work! IYKYK