All the Wrong Choices
Merida eased herself back down onto her bed while pulling Hiccup down on top of her. The young faye man followed with no resistance, lower body sliding between her legs as he rested his weight on her. Merida slid her hands behind his head and gently pulled him in for a kiss. Their lips met and she hummed in pleasure.
Her tongue grazed his lips and they parted for her. She slipped her tongue inside to caress his own. Hiccup responded eagerly, tongue sliding and dancing with hers. They pulled apart for air and Hiccup immediately set his mouth upon her neck. Merida gasped, whole body shuddering at the feeling of his lips on her.
Hiccup kissed and kissed at her skin fervently before placing his lips against her pulse point and sucking. "Hiccup," Merida whispered. Her voice egged him on, enticing him to sink his teeth into her. Merida let out a small cry in surprise, but the pain of his bite only inflamed her passions.
She yanked his head upward to meet his eyes. His were glazed over, her glamour addling his mind, making him compliant and obedient. Merida paused, guilt gnawing away at her insides over her actions. In this state Hiccup's choices were not his own. He was, in essence, intoxicated. Drunk off of her.
She felt her passions beginning to smolder at the thought.
Seeking to get the spark back she kissed him again. Hiccup returned it, kissing her back as she focused on something, anything else. She focused on his weight of his body over her own. The feeling of him between her legs.
They were enough to drive away the nagging feelings of guilt.
She wanted to enjoy this. She wanted Hiccup to enjoy this. Even if it was wrong, perhaps if she made it good enough the end would justify the means. Perhaps he wouldn't be angry, maybe he'd even be grateful to her.
She wanted this to be the truth. She wanted to believe that this would be the outcome.
So she did.
She broke the kiss so she could speak. "Take off your armor," she whispered to him. Hiccup gave a slow nod before sitting back on his knees. He began to work at the buckles and straps before he pulled it off. Merida swallowed before giving him his next order. "Take off your shirt."
Once again he obeyed. He reached down and pulled it off, exposing his bare chest. Merida's eyes swept his chest up and down, taking in his defined pectorals and abdominals. She bit her bottom lip as she nearly started to count the freckles, scars, and scales dotting his skin. He was holding his wings behind him, still partly furled up.
She was tempted to undress herself, but she didn't want to risk breaking the glamour with the distraction. "Take off my underwear Hiccup," she told him next. Hiccup obeyed, hands extending and sliding up her nightgown, skimming over her legs to loop his thumbs in the lacing of her underwear. A second later he pulled them down. Merida lifted her hips to assist and then they were off and Hiccup dropped them off the bed and to the floor.
Merida reached her hands out and began undoing the laces of Hiccup's pants. She pulled them down, revealing his semi hardened length. She took a moment to admire it in all it's glory. She was pleasantly surprised to find he was fairly large, as she'd guessed from what she'd been feeling through his pants. Though she half been expecting it to be scaled and now that she was seeing she wasn't sure if she was glad or disappointed.
She wrapped her hand around it and gave it a squeeze. Hiccup sucked in small breath in response, making her tingle all over. He felt good in her hand and was big enough to please any woman a few times over. She gave a gentle squeeze and slid her hand up and down. Hiccup let out a breath.
Merida bit her bottom lip as she pumped her lover. She felt the heat between her legs becoming hotter. She stared as a torrent of images of what she could do with this played in her head. She imagined herself astride him, riding him until they both came undone. She imagined herself on her knees, taking him into her mouth over and over until he spilled.
And she would take it, accept it wantonly and with relish.
She reached up to pull him down onto her. "Take me Hiccup. Please," she begged. Hiccup moved into position, aligning himself with her lower lips and slowly beginning to push forward. Merida gasped, eyes fluttering, heart pounding in excitement at finally coupling with Hiccup as she had desired for so long.
She closed her eyes to revel in the sensation of the first thrust.
But before he could fully part her lips with the head of him he stopped. Merida gave a while in frustration, her core screaming to be filled arousal demanding to be sated.
She opened her eyes to look at him and froze. Hiccup was shaking, eyes coming in and out of focus. He was fighting the effects of her glamour. Her concentration had probably slipped as she became lost in her own pleasure.
She grabbed the sides of his face and locked eyes with him. "Hiccup look at me," she whispered as sensually as she could, all while invoking her glamour, trying to entrance his mind once again.
Hiccup's pupils grew, her glamour beginning to cloud his mind and lull him into a complacent state once again.
But just when she thought she'd done it, his pupils shrank on either side, becoming this slits. His expressionless face changed into one of outrage and his brows drawing together in fury.
He was free.
Before she could do anything he recoiled away from her. "Did you just glamour me?!" he shouted in anger.
Merida quickly sat up, desperate to explain and try to quell his anger. "Hiccup, I was just-"
"I can't believe you would do that!" he cried as he began to redress himself.
"I was just trying to-do"
"Trying to what Merida?!" he asked as he forcefully pulled his shirt down. "Take my right to choose when I'm ready?! Force me to please you like I'm your concubine?"
Merida narrowed her eyes in anger despite her guilty actions. "I was just trying to have sex with you Hiccup!"
"Without my consent!"
"Well when are we going to have sex?!" Merida demanded.
"When we're both ready."
"Well I'm ready now. And from what I can tell-" Merida began, pausing to look down at the tent present in his recently pulled up pants, " so are you."
"That's not the same and you know it."
She glared, sexually frustrated, and hurt. She turned her head away, arm coming up to hide her breasts. "Why don't you want me?" she asked lowly.
"What are you talking about. Of course I want you," Hiccup retorted.
"Well it doesn't feel like it," she spat back. "I'm offering all of myself to you and you're rejecting me every time, and I want to know why?"
"Is it your leg? Cuz I don't care about that. I just want to be with you. In every way."
Hiccup had fully dressed, remaining silent the whole time. He was conflicted, feeling outraged and violated that she'd controlled him. Yet at the same time he felt the exact same way.
But he was too angry to discuss this with her. Right now he barely wanted to look at her.
"I'm going," he muttered before making way for the window.
Merida felt her heart squeeze at his dismissal of her words. At the way he was just going to fly away without settling this, without giving her a proper explanation.
"Fine," Merida whispered lowly. She threw herself onto her bed, keeping her back to him and staring firmly at the door. She listened as Hiccup reached the windows and threw them open. She heard him just stand there for a moment, his feet shuffled, perhaps he debated saying something.
But with a breath and a small sigh she heard him go. She tried but failed to drown out the sound of his wings carrying him into the night and away.
With him finally gone she rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling. She was tired, but at the same time her body was still yearning for another's touch. She groaned, taking a breath and contemplating something she knew she shouldn't do. She tried to resist and ignore it, but it won out.
She got out of bed, wrapping a blanket around her nude form before exiting her room. The castle guards eyed her curiously, but as if sensing her mood they stay silent and out of her way.
She walked until she reached a door. She stood before it, the brief thought of turning back flicking through her mind before a hand was raised and she knocked.
She heard shuffling from within as the room's occupant was awoken and made her way to answer the door. The door was pulled open with a creak.
"Merida?" Rapunzel, the visiting princess, said in confusion at her friend's surprise visit at this late hour. Her hair was down and she was dress in a light blue nightdress.
Merida didn't say anything. She didn't want to talk. She just wanted someone who wouldn't deny her.
Before the blonde princess could do anything her redheaded friend lunged forward and kissed her. Rapunzel gave a squeak, still bewildered by what was happening.
This wasn't a usual friend kiss. It was demanding and meant to be sensual. She could see from Merida's eyes that her friend was in some kind of pain. She was worried about what this could mean between her and Hiccup.
But feeling the desperation in Merida's she allowed herself to be gently pushed back inside before the door was shut behind them both.
New chapter after so long
