The Goddess of War
Hiccup stood in the middle of a grassy plain and stared out over the horizon. The area was beautiful. Lush and green. He could even spy animals grazing in the distance. One would never know that it was the site of an ancient battlefield.
It was a widely known historical fact that a series of battles had been fought on the plains over some kind of territorial disputes. Many had died or been injured before it finally ended in a truce. But it was said the spirits of the fallen still resided there, haunting the area. There were even warnings against taking any weapons one might happen to find in the earth, lest one be cursed.
But it was also the perfect place for him to call a certain Goddess of War. After asking Merida, she'd shared that the best way to call Heather was to go to a place that had known battle and then call her name. In the same way he would call Rapunzel by going somewhere the sun is shining or into a forest to call Merida.
So there he was with her new weapon in hand. He took a breath and looked up before calling for her. "Heather! I have your new axe!" he said loudly. All was silent as he waited.
A moment later a silver flash briefly blinded him. He squinted and turned his head away before blinking away the spots and looking back to the spot before him. "Hello again Hiccup," came the goddess' response with a beaming smile.
Hiccup gave her a smile back. "Hello Heather," he greeted in reply. Then he raised up her new weapon. "As promised. Your new axe."
Heather looked at it and her eyes widened with a gasp. Her eyes twinkled with excitement before she snatched it up. "Remarkable," she whispered as she ran a finger over the flat of the blade.
"Glad you like it," Hiccup said proudly. It always bolstered his pride to see his works appreciated.
Heather looked at him happily before she reached a hand out and grabbed his wrist. Hiccup blushed and flinched in surprise at the sudden contact.
"Come with me," Heather said before he was blinded again by a silver flash and they both vanished from the plane to a destination only Heather knew.
It was at least an hour later and both gods were at the ruins of an ancient fortress. Hiccup leaned against a wall with an amused smile as Heather tested her new weapon. She swung at old barrels, tables, and the stone walls with a childlike glee as she continued to be amazed at the quality of her new weapon. Hiccup didn't worry for the weapon's health as with his godly abilities he could forge weapons of unparalleled and unbelievable durability. So even the axe head colliding with the stone wall wouldn't be enough to even chip it.
"Such hardness," Heather said as she inspected the axe head for damage. "And a perfect balance," she added as she placed the center of her axe on top of her palm. She barely had to put any effort into balancing it.
"And I absolutely love the hidden mechanism," she said. She activated the mechanism and the axe split down the middle, turning her twin headed axe into a long double sided axe. She spun it in her hands and marveled at how easily she found it to do so.
"Thanks," Hiccup said in appreciation.
"And you made this yourself?" Heather asked as she continued to spin and twirl her new weapon.
Hiccup's face fell as she reminded him of his time working on. His time at the forge...alone. With no one there. He missed having Tink. The forge was just so quiet when he wasn't working on something. He'd been fortunate to have two projects to work on at the time, managing to stave off the loneliness he felt.
"Yes," he said sullenly. He wasn't looking forward to going back to the forge now.
Heather gave a yell as she threw the axe with her strength. It spun through the air before one of the blades embedded into the stone wall.
She placed her hand on her hips and grinned in satisfaction. "You really are the God of Smiths," she complimented as she turned to smile at him. She blinked and cocked her head as she saw his morose expression.
She walked closer as he kept his eyes on the ground. She stopped before him and leaned in. "Something wrong Hiccup? You seem so downtrodden," she commented.
Hiccup looked up to meet her eyes for a moment. Then he looked to the side. "Nothing's wrong," he mumbled
Heather frowned. "I don't believe you."
Hiccup kept his stare firmly off her. But he could feel her eyes on him and glanced over. The concerned look made him cave. With a sigh he stood up from the wall and looked to her. "I've just been having problems with my...assistant. I think I hurt her and-" he was silenced and Heather abruptly placed a finger to his lips.
She gave him a sultry smile before removing it. "I think I know how to take your mind off your troubles," she said in a soft purr. Hiccup stood frozen as Heather snaked her left hand around to the back of his neck. His pulse quickened as her right hand touched his chest and began to lazily make it way down.
Heather stepped closer and began to rise on her toes. On instinct Hiccup began to lean down and his eyes began to close.
Suddenly all the air rushed out of Hiccup's lungs and a sharp pain stemming from his gut coursed through him. He doubled over with Heather's fist in his stomach and her grip on the back of his neck like a vice.
He looked up through winced eyes as he gasped for air. "Heather, what are you-" he started before screaming as Heather grabbed him by his torso armor and neck before hoisting him off the ground. Then he was flying across the room. He hit the stone floor with a loud slap before rolling and getting to his knees, all the while clutching his stomach.
He was a bit in shock. He hadn't felt pain in so long he'd forgotten what it felt like. He looked over to Heather who had a wide manic grin on her face.
"Let's fight Hiccup!" she declared.
Hiccup's mouth fell open and stared in dumbfounded silence. He opened his mouth to speak, but stopped short as Heather extended a hand in the direction of her axe still embedded in the wall. It vanished and then reappeared in a silver flash. Now in her hands she let out a battle cry as she sprung across the room with her axe poised above her head to strike.
Hiccup overcame his shock and let out a panicked yell as he rolled to the side right before Heather's attack found its make. The axe blade cut into the floor and she ripped it free before coming after him. Hiccup scrambled away and to his feet before turning to face her and jerking back as he dodged a swing.
All the while Heather smiled and laughed as she swung at him. "Come on Hiccup! Fight me!" she shouted.
"Heather stop!" Hiccup shouted. He backed into a stone pillar and ducked as she delivered a vertical swing. Her attack caused the pillar to crumble and the castle rumbled from the loss of the support. Hiccup ran away in panic as Heather pursued him around the room.
He tried to hide behind things. But Heather would obliterate whatever barrier he put between them. Reducing old furniture and barrels to splinters. All the while she was laughing and swinging like a mad woman.
"Come on, Forge God! Show me what you can do!" Heather demanded as pursued him.
Hiccup's mind raced as he fled around the room. Fighting back seemed impossible. He didn't have a weapon on him, unlike Heather. He regretted making such an excellent weapon for her now.
Then he recounted how Heather had summoned her axe to her hand from across the room. So if she could do it…
He pictured something from his forge and willed for it to come to him. He paused as a green flame burst forth around his hand. He was amazed that he'd done it successfully when a yell reminded him of his situation. He whirled around and raised his right arm as she brought her axe head down. Her axe head collided with the metal surface of his summoned shield, saving him from grievous injury.
Heather blinked in surprise before smiling in satisfaction. "Impressive," she said as she looked Hiccup in the eye as he peered at her over the edge of his shield.
With a grunt Hiccup shoved her and her weapon away before backing up. Heather slung her axe over her shoulder casually and looked to him.
"What in the name of the gods is wrong with you Heather?" Hiccup shouted in outrage.
Heather gave a small chuckle at his comment before arching a brow in question. "Whatever do you mean Hiccup?"
"You attacked me!"
"I said I was going to help you take your mind off what was bothering you. Nothing like a good fight to make all your troubles disappear," Heather explained as she shrugged a shoulder.
"What? Are you insane?" he shot back.
"Well, are you thinking about it now?" she asked.
Hiccup blinked and opened his mouth to retort, but nothing came out as he found she was right. "Ok you're not entirely wrong but still-"
"Enough talk!" Heather barked as she hefted her axe off her shoulder. "Let's fight!" she yelled before charging him with weapon at the ready.
Hiccup flinched before raising his shield and blocking her attack. He backed away frantically as he raised and lowered the shield to intercept her strike before they could find their mark. All the while Heather grinned and laughed in delight. She loved to fight. It was her nature.
"Are you just going to hide behind that shield all day Hiccup?" Heather taunted. "Don't you have any guts?! Or are you just a dick-less coward?" she said to provoke him.
Hiccup's brows knit together in indignation and rage. He raised his shield and blocked another strike, meanwhile opened his free hand and imagined a weapon from his forge in it, willing it to appear. A moment later a plume of flame surrounded his hand and a sword from his forge appeared in it. He wrapped his hands around the hilt and took a swipe at her.
Heather leaned back to dodge before observing Hiccup's new weapon. She could see the glint in his eyes and she knew he was finally ready to fight. Perfect.
With a yell Hiccup advanced with his sword poised back to attack. Heather raised her axe, stopping his blade with her axe's handle before striking back. Hiccup blocked with his shield before countering. The gods battled exchanging attacks that were dodged, blocked, or parried.
Hiccup was holding his own. During his time as a mortal blacksmith he'd taught himself to use a large assortment of weapons to better understand their capabilities and improve his craft. He'd become quite proficient with them if his father's assessment had any worth. He was more skilled than a common villager, perhaps rivaling a veteran soldier.
Of course the war goddess wasn't fighting at her full capabilities. She had far more experience in battle with far more skilled opponents. She simply wanted to enjoy a bit of sport and it wasn't like she wanted to kill him.
Their battle took them to a flight of stairs. They began to ascend while still exchanging blows. Hiccup attacked with a flurry of slashes. But Heather defended with the handle of her axe which was now in its double side form. She took a stab at his head and he dodged with a sidestep. He thrusted at her midsection but she knocked the blade away with one of the axe blades. She kicked him in the chest. Hiccup was thrown back against a wall, colliding with it painfully.
But he had no time to squander as Heather swung her for his head. Eyes wide he jerked his head out of the way. Her axe blade sank into the wall and before she could yank it free Hiccup took an upward swing at her forearms. To avoid her limbs being cut she was forced to let go of the handle. Hiccup capitalized on this by swinging at her torso to force her away. As she retreated a step he placed himself between her and her weapon.
She glared as her eyes darted between him and her weapon. It had been a long time since she'd been disarmed. She couldn't even remember the last time it'd happened. She watched a Hiccup cocked back his arm for another attack She watched closely as he followed through, aiming a slash at her shoulder. She watched carefully, predicting and calculating its path.
Then it a quick split second she quickly raised both her hands up and clapped them together, trapping the blade of his sword between her palms and halting his attack. Hiccup froze, eyes widening and mouth falling open in shock. What she'd done was impossible. No one could do something like that.
Hiccup was correct of course. Such a feat was impossible. For a mortal.
But Heather was the Goddess of War. She'd seen countless battles. Had learned fighting styles that'd been lost to time.
Before he could regain his wits she twisted and yanked the sword from his grip. She tossed it aside before shoulder checking him back into the wall. The wall cracked behind him and the castle shook from the force of the collision. With a growl he shoved her back before bashing her with his shield. She staggered back with a pained grunt. Hiccup charged her, shoving his shield into her torso and ramming her into the opposite wall.
Heather grabbed the rim of the shield and pulled with all her strength. The straps gave and were tugged from Hiccup's arm. She struck Hiccup in the face with the heel of her palm. He staggered back as his nose throbbed. Heather tossed the shield away before charging him. She grabbed at his shoulder and pushed, slamming him back against the wall. With a snarl Hiccup grabbed her shoulder in turn before flipping her around and throwing her back against the wall. Heather responded in kind.
The whole castle shook and rumbled. Cracks formed along the walls as they threw each other into them. Hiccup was no longer fighting for self defense. He wanted to win. The two gods finally reached the top of the stairs. Heather pushed Hiccup away, freeing herself from his grip before throwing a quick punch that caught him in the cheek. He stumbled to the side and placed a hand over his sore cheek.
Heather's grin was back as she started swinging at him. Hiccup raised his arms up to block and try to guard. He managed to catch a few of them but Heather managed to land blows on his unguarded spots.
Hiccup grit his teeth through her attack as he peeked at her through his guard. He couldn't deny Heather was the superior fighter and had much more experience.
But Hiccup was tenacious and tougher than most people knew. As he blocked another series of strikes and watched as Heather prepared for a follow up Hiccup threw his arms out and wrapped them around her before squeezing as tightly as he could in a bear hug. He hoisted her off the ground as she cried out, her legs flailing wildly.
She struck her palm against his ear in an attempt to force him to let her go. His ear rang painfully but he grit his teeth and held her, tightening his grip. She struck his opposite ear but still Hiccup refused to let go. Hiccup backed into a pillar, thinking quickly he whipped around and slammed her into it. He repeated it over and over. The stone of the pillar began to crumble and give. Finally with one final slam he drove her through it.
It collapsed and he tripped over one of its stones. He fell over slamming his opponent into the floor. They began to struggle, their fight turning into a grappling match as they rolled around the stone floor. They struggled, each side gaining and then losing the upper hand.
Finally Hiccup managed to pin her down. She struggled, but Hiccup had her by the wrist and pinned them to the ground above her head. He pressed himself down onto her even as she struggled, attempting to flip and roll herself over. But it seemed Hiccup's strength was sufficient as her struggling ceased.
He looked into her face as she glared defiantly back. Her face was flush and her hair slightly askew. "Give up," Hiccup demanded as he squeezed her wrists. She winced slightly in pain. But continued to glare. Hiccup wanted her to say it, both for her earlier insult and his own pride. He had to get something from this fight.
Heather didn't surrender. Instead her lips quirked upward into a coy smirk. Hiccup looked at her in confusion as he suddenly felt her legs wrap around his waist. He arched a brow as she bit her bottom lip. There was a glint in her eye, something he'd seen before. Something like with the other goddesses right before-
Suddenly Heather lunged her head up and captured his lips in a kiss. Hiccup squeaked in surprise at the sudden turn of event with widened eyes. Heather's tongue slithered past his lips and into his mouth. It began to rub against his, trying to encourage him to reciprocate.
Hiccup was still confused. In his baffled state he'd loosened his grip on her wrists. Feeling this Heather jerked them free and wrapped them around the back of his neck. She pulled him closer and deepened the kiss. Hiccup, still perplexed, broke away so he could finally ask her what was going on.
"Heather, what is happening?"
"Fighting always gets me in the mood," Heather whispered salaciously. "I consider it foreplay."
"Foreplay?" he asked skeptically. Heather's legs tightened around his waist and he was suddenly aware of his groin pressing into her.
He felt his manhood throb. "I'm not-"
"Oh come on Hiccup. I know you've lain with some of the other goddesses," Heather revealed.
Hiccup flinched and turned red. "Uh...well I mean...technically that's true," he stammered out awkwardly. How many gods knew about this? How was it getting out?
Heather chuckled at his expression before giving him a quick peck on the lips. "So let's have some fun. Consider it your reward for besting me," she added with a wink.
"I don't know."
"Unlike the other goddesses this isn't my first time Hiccup," she said to encourage his decision. She pulled him close and lazily traced her tongue around his ear. She felt him shiver in response. "You don't have to be gentle with me," she whispered and then proceeded to nibble on his lobe.
With the blood in his body rushing south and seeing no particular reason as to why he shouldn't, he gave in. He kissed her deeply, tongue slipping into her mouth to rub and caress her own. Heather smiled against his lips and responded in kind as she returned his fervor.
Soon they were tugging at each other's clothes. Hiccup sat up to remove his armor while Heather did the same, chucking the metal pieces aside before the garment followed soon after. Hiccup laid back down on her with only his pants on. They began kissing again with only Hiccup's pants remaining between them.
Heather reached down and began to push at his pants. Hiccup reached down to assist her. He pushed them down while Heather hooked her toes into the hem and dragged them down to his feet where he kicked them off.
Heather's hand snaked down between them before wrapping around his length. He hissed at the feeling as she trailed her hands up and down his shaft to get a feel of him. She smiled wide, liking what she felt.
"Quite the spear you have here Hiccup," Heather commended with a purr. She gave him a gentle squeeze, reveling how his body jerked and he thrust into her hand.
"Now then," she whispered as she placed him at her searing entrance. She looked him in the eye with a truly intense and heated stare. "Impale me with it," she whispered huskily.
Needing no further encouragement Hiccup drove his hips forward, fully sheathing himself into the Goddess of War's velvety channel. Heather gasped loudly and let out a wanton moan at the feeling of him fully enveloped within her. She whimpered quietly as he retreated before delving back in.
Heather shut her eyes in pleasure, hands snaking around to grasp at his back as her. Her nails dug into his skin and left faint red lines as she dragged them down. Hiccup ignored it as he thrust into her over and over, grunting in effort and the feeling of her around him.
This was so different from what he'd experienced with the other Goddess'. He'd always been so gentle. So careful. But this. This feeling of being unrestrained and free to give in to his more primal urges was exhilarating.
He liked it.
He pushed off the ground, propping himself on his hands that pressed into the ground on either side of her head so he could watch her face. All the while he kept his ardent pace. He watched as Heather moaned, lips slightly parted into an "O" and breasts jostling with every thrust. Her black hair pooled around her head like a halo.
She opened her eyes to meet his gaze and held it, biting her lip in a way that drove him wild. She turned her head and sank her teeth into his arm, biting against the waves of ecstasy she was riding. Hiccup felt his pleasure building as he increased the speed and force of his thrusts. He growled as he felt his end draw near.
But with a twinkle in her eyes Heather reached up to wrap her arms around him before flipping them over. He yelped at the sudden move as he found himself on his back and Heather straddling him. She gave a breathless laugh as she continued to hold him within her. She raised her hips before sinking back down and drawing a gasp from him from the sudden friction. She giggled and began to set a new pace, riding him slowly, gently, all to savor the moment and the feeling of him inside.
Hiccup's head fell back as he did nothing to stop the goddess riding him. He closed his eyes to focus on the feeling of her taking him in over and over again, undulating on top of him in a smooth rhythm. His mouth was slightly parted and his breathing shallow.
Heather was really something. As she said she had experience in this, and it showed. Not that he minded. He was certainly enjoying Heather's boldness in taking over and prolonging their coupling.
His hands were on her thighs, gently massaging and rubbing her soft skin and feeling the tension of her muscles as she moved. He opened his eyes to enjoy the sight of her, and was not disappointed in what he saw. She moved steadily, rising and falling languidly as her hands pulled at her breasts and played with her nipples.
Wanting to feel the two mounds in hand he raised his hands to cup them and was rewarded with a satisfying gasp. Heather opened her eyes and smiled at him, giving a small nod in encouragement. He gently squeezed her breasts, marveling at their softness and how they spilled between his fingers. He tweaked her nipples with his thumbs causing the goddess to flinch as a jolt of pleasure traveled up her spine. She bit her lip with a smile, greatly enjoying Hiccup's efforts.
He wasn't as experienced as some of her lovers. But he was certainly enthusiastic. It'd been a while since someone had made her immortal body feel like this. It was usually only in the heat of battle that she could feel such rapture.
She placed her hands on Hiccup's chest as she began to quicken her pace. Hiccup continued to squeeze and massage her breasts as he began to instinctually thrust his hips upward to match her pace. Soon they fell into sync as she began to ride him with more ardor. She gasped and moaned as she felt the pleasure rising, like a fire in her belly getting hotter and more intense.
She held his gaze as she got faster and faster, not daring to look away. All the while she moaned and gasped his name. "Hiccup! Oh Hiccup! Hiccup!" she repeated over and over like a prayer.
Hiccup felt the pressure building in his loins as he drove into her over and over. He felt it build and rise like he'd never felt it before and wanted so desperately to finally reach his end.
But as if sensing he were right at the edge Heather abruptly pushed off him. His eyes widened as she stared at her in bafflement. His groin ached and his manhood throbbed painfully as his mouth hung open, scarcely believing she would end it like this.
But with a mischievous grin Heather turned on her heel and strode away from him, putting extra sway into her hips to make her backside jiggle for him. She reached a wall at the edge of the room and pressed up against it while pushing her hips back.
She looked over her shoulder with a sultry smile and lidded eyes. "Like this. Finish like this," she breathed out.
Hiccup nearly leapt to his feet before slowly stalking over, like a predator about to claim its prey. His manhood was still fully erect and swung back and forth with every step. Heather took a moment to enjoy the sight of him coming to claim his prize that she'd denied him twice already. She marveled at the sight of his manhood and her core throbbed at the anticipation of taking its length in yet again.
He stopped right behind her. The tip of him rubbed against her backside, leaking a small amount of precum over her supple cheeks as she swayed her hips enticingly for him. He watched her shapely form move tantalizingly, impossible to resist.
"You sure?" he asked, voice guttural as he barely held himself back.
"Damn right I am," she answered without hesitation.
With his left hand on her shoulder and his right at her hip he bent her body slightly to give himself better access before lining himself up and then thrusting inside her, burying himself to the hilt. Heather let out a cry in ecstasy as she braced her arms against the wall. Hiccup set a fervid pace as his groin and hips smacked against her backside over and over. The sound of their godly bodies echoed throughout the entire fortress as Heather's cries rose in intensity. The force of their bodies colliding made the stone wall buckle as Heather's hands scratched and dug into the stone, leaving small cracks around the tips of her fingers.
"Yes! Oh yes! Fuck me Hiccup! Yes! Just like that! Oh yes!" Heather cried blissfully. "Pull my hair," she demanded. She glanced back when she didn't immediately feel his hands on her hair. She saw a split second of hesitation before snarling, "Do it!"
A second later Hiccup's hand grabbed a handful of hair and yanked her head with a sharp tug. She gasped at the exquisite mixture of pleasure and pain and laughed in delight. He kept a firm hold on her hair, making small pulls as his fingers adjusted their grip. All the while she moaned and screwed her eyes shut, biting her lip and allowing herself to feel every moment.
Hiccup's manhood throbbed and his masculine instincts surged with a feeling of dominance the likes of which he'd never felt before. He'd never experienced a woman like this. Had never felt this feeling control the satisfaction of having his way with her. It was addicting and almost scary at how amazing it felt.
Taking his hand from her hip he cocked it back and looked down, taking a moment to enjoy the sight of her rippling ass bouncing back against him before picking a target. Then he swung with moderate force. A satisfying crack filled the air, followed by an "Oooh," from Heather in approval. With a grin he did it again, and again, and again. Smacking her luscious rear until her skin was red from both his hand and the force of him slamming into her over and over.
But feeling the end drawing near he growled as his hand snaked around to grab her breasts. He crushed them in his grip as he pulled her against him. He thrust with more force, driving into her over and over as he felt himself getting ready to explode. His manhood throbbed and with a snarl he sank his teeth into her shoulder and came.
Heather cried out and her insides spasmed and squeezed him. She felt him explode inside her in powerful spurts as he flooded her depths with his hot burning seed. She reached back and grabbed the back of his head before tugging his head to meet his lips with hers. They kissed, tongues dancing and swirling around each other as they rode out the waves of their climaxes. Hiccup felt his manhood throb as it released more cum than he'd ever produced. Every time he thought he'd almost finished it seemed there was more.
Heather moaned wantonly as she wiggled her hips and clenched her muscles around him to draw out all his seed. It was only fitting she have it after all, as a reward for her efforts.
Finally, with one last spurt Hiccup had emptied himself inside of her. They broke their kiss as they came down from their highs. With a deep breath Hiccup unsheathed himself from her, allowing her to fall forward as her legs shook and felt like jelly. She pressed against the wall as she steadied her breathing before turning and sitting back against it.
Hiccup remained on his feet, somehow. He had a hand pressed against the wall and his legs were slightly buckling and shaking in effort to keep him upright. He was winded. It'd been a while since something had managed to exhaust him like this.
He looked at Heather's face, finding her flushed and covered in a sheen of sweat and panting lightly. He smiled in satisfaction at her state, having given as good as he'd received. Sensing her eyes on him she looked up to meet his. She smiled and let out a light laugh.
"Not bad Hiccup," she commended with a chuckle. "You're quite good at this."
"Thank you," Hiccup said with pride.
"It's no surprise the other Goddesses enjoyed their time with you," she added with a knowing smirk. He blushed bashfully. "I'm surprised you didn't have a throng of women begging to join your harem when you were alive," she joked playfully.
Hiccup chuckled. "That definitely wasn't me," he said truthfully.
Heather hummed before glancing down at his flaccid member. She smiled at the tool that had brought her such enjoyment moments ago with fondness before reaching out to take it in hand. Hiccup hissed, sensitive to the touch as she stroked him lightly.
"Shall we have another bout?" Heather suggested.
"I wouldn't be opposed. Just need some time," Hiccup replied in the affirmative.
Heather arched her brow. "Time? Time for what?" she asked.
"Well, most men need a moment after…you know. Before we can go again," Hiccup explained. He was a bit perplexed he needed to explain, given Heather seemed knowledgeable on the subject.
Heather stared at him, almost like she were expecting him to say he just kidding. Then she smiled in amusement before shaking her head. "Hiccup, let me ask you," she began before meeting his eye.
"Do you need to sleep?"
"Well no," Hiccup answered.
"Do you have any need for food or drink?"
"Again, no."
"Then what makes you think you need time before you can go again?" Heather asked.
"Well…" he started to counter. But he found himself at a loss for words. For she had a good point. Hiccup's energy and stamina seemed almost endless.
"You're still thinking like a man Hiccup," she continued. "You're a god now. You're not bound by the limits of a mortal man," Heather explained.
Hiccup listened with interest. What she said did ring with truth. Perhaps in many ways Hiccup still acted and thought himself a man. A man who could simply do extraordinary things. Maybe he was holding himself back.
Heather suddenly gave him a salacious smile as she shifted onto her knees before him. "I'll help you out this once," she whispered. She rose up and gave his glans a kiss. There was a flash of silver that momentarily blinded him, but when the spots faded from his vision he found he was renewed.
He blinked in surprise at the sight of his manhood now at full mast. But his surprise melted as Heather proceeded to wrap her lips around him and take him in her mouth.
His mouth fell open as she gently sucked him into her warm wet mouth. She moaned and he shuddered as he felt the vibration travel up his length. She pushed her head forward to take him all the way to the base before retreating to the tip and releasing him with a pop. Her tongue flicked out to tease the tip of him, swirling around the head and licking at the bits of precum leaking out from the small slit.
She held his gaze, her green eyes staring intently into his own. The sight made him harder than he thought he could get and he grit his teeth with a growl. She enveloped him once more before beginning to bob. Her hands slid up his thighs as she gently kneaded the muscles and light grasped him in place.
She moved her head back and forth, letting her lips slide up and down his shaft and coating it with her saliva. She moaned and keened in enjoyment as her insides began to ache for him to be back inside and grew wet in preparation for what was to come. But she was enjoying the feeling of him in her mouth far too much to stop.
"Fuck," Hiccup grit out between his teeth. The feeling and sight of her was incredible. Of course he'd been in a woman's mouth before, but this time was nothing like the time with Tinker-
He banished the thought of his fairy companion, intent on enjoying this moment with Heather alone and without distraction.
On instinct his hand came up to rest on the top of her head. He rubbed his fingers into her scalp and she trilled in approval. Emboldened he cupped the back of her head before forcing her forward and thrusting his hips to meet her. She let out a noise of surprise, eyes widening at his sudden act of dominance. But she made no move to stop him and acquiesced to him taking over.
Accepting her non action to stop him as consent he took over control of the pace. He moved her back and forth on his shaft at an avid pace. Watching as the spit leaked from her mouth and the way her breasts jiggled at every motion. He was so aroused he felt his fast approaching end and increased the pace. He thrusted into her mouth as he would if he were between her thighs with force and urgency.
His head fell back and his eyes closed, mouth falling open as he groaned in pleasure of it all. With one final thrust he thrust all the way to the back of her throat and spilled into her mouth.
Heather gave a small squeak of surprise at the feeling of his seed gushing down her throat. But she soon swallowed it down, closing her eyes and tasting him on her tongue. Hiccup held her in place, pulling her head back slightly before pushing her back in place as he rode the waves of his climax out to the end. With a final shudder he pulled out of her mouth.
Heather stayed on her knees and coughed slightly before working her tongue to collect the remnants of his seed in her mouth. She gathered it on her tongue to appreciate the taste before swallowing it down. As she did Hiccup looked down at her with the utmost satisfaction. He looked to his member beginning to go soft and recollected Heather's words. He was a god now. He wasn't bound by a normal man. He cocked his head and willed his member to harden.
To his amazement his member stopped drooping before beginning to rise once more. He stared, astonished at how easy it'd been. He truly had been held back by his belief that he needed time like a mortal man would.
"By the Gods," he whispered in wonder.
Heather arched a brow before chuckling in amusement. "Not bad Hiccup," Heather commended as she saw him rise.
"Thank you," he said in awe.
With a laugh Heather shuffled forward and began to lick his member clean. He hissed and they met each other's gaze. They could sense that they both wanted more. Now that Hiccup knew he could continue he was curious to see just what the limitations of his godly stamina and endurance were.
"Do you want to continue?" he asked. He wanted to be sure she was as eager and willing as he was.
With one last lick Heather smiled up at him in challenge. She was enjoying this far too much to stop now. This was as good as facing a new opponent and almost as good as war or combat.
"Damn right I do."
i know, it's been a while. I apologize. Got busy with life and all that. Plus I had no reliable means to write out stories for a long while. Hope everyone enjoys