I haven't forgotten this! Just been writing other Valcup stuff.

-HTTYD-

Getting back home, Hiccup immediately sought out his lover.

"Mom?"

She wasn't in the kitchen, nor the back garden - both places he usually found her. Frowning slightly, Hiccup jumped as a heavy footstep sounded, followed by another and another. He hadn't expected his dad to be home at this hour.

"Hiccup?"

"Hey dad. You're home early."

"Aye. Meeting cancelled. Your mother is in the shower."

Hiccup wasn't that surprised. He and Valka had had sex that morning, so her going to clean up before her husband might touch her was sensible and expected, really. Nodding to his dad, Hiccup sat down to undo his boots.

"Son? Can I uh, can I talk to you?"

Mouth twisting in confusion, Hiccup nodded, somewhat concerned.

"Sure. What's on your mind?"

Stoick shifted awkwardly, obviously gearing up to say whatever it was he intended to ask.

"Have you noticed your mother spending a lot of time with anybody? Any new friends?"

Hiccup hoped he kept the shock off his face, biting back a sort of amused laughter. Was his dad actually asking 'mommas boy' if said momma was having an affair? There was an irony there.

"Uh, no. She spends most of her time with me or the animals. Why?"

"No... no reason."

His dad wandered off, leaving Hiccup to finish taking off his boots and padding over to the back door to put on his shoes - it saved tracking dirt through the house to have one pair specially for the back garden. The latest addition to the menagerie of madness in their home was chickens, four rescue hens pottering about in a nice wide hutch; they'd be allowed full free reign if the cats stopped trying to eat them, but sadly chicken wire was necessary.

"Hello ladies. Don't give me that look, I know you've been fed."

Fluff clucked unhappily at him, and Hiccup felt bad when the others started scratching as though they had never ever seen food upon the ground. Tossing them a small handful of seeds, they flapped and squawked happily and he found himself smiling at them. Animals were such a pure joy, one he and his mother shared a great love for.

"You spoil them."

"Well, they deserve it."

Valka smiled at him, damp hair scraped off her face in its usual braid and the smell of soap on her skin as she lingered by the back door, watching him with the hens. Hiccup had to suppress the urge to kiss her, knowing his dad was nearby. He saw the same thought in her face, doe eyes flicking down to his lips and back before they put a couple of safe steps between them.

"Enjoy your bath?"

"Oh, very much so."

Hiccup, intimately familiar with pretty much everything about his mother, had the sense she wasn't telling him something. But it wasn't something he was going to ask about when they might be overheard. Stepping out of his garden shoes, Hiccup saw the way fabric clung to missed moisture on his mothers body and lamented that she had had to get dressed at all. If Stoick hadn't been home...

But he was, and Hiccup knew he had to accept that his dad was his mothers husband.

"Did you have a good day son?"

"Yep. How about you?"

"Very much so, I walked the fields with the dogs, did some painting while Cloudjumper tried to climb on the canvas."

"Sounds about right."

While his parents were spending their time together that evening, Hiccup did some drawing, sketching memories of how his mother looked upon his bed with her bright eyes and lithe body. It wasn't nearly as good as the real thing, but Hiccup whiled away some time adding all the little details to her - the little lines that creased when she laughed, the silvery streaks in her hair, the rounded bump of her nose. Gods, she was so beautiful. Hiccup could scarcely believe she was his mother, let alone his lover.

Heading for the bathroom to take a shower before bed, Hiccup could hear the creak of his parents bed and quickly drowned it out with the sound of water. His father never came in this bathroom as it was so narrow for his breadth, and Hiccup and Valka had spent many hours in it together. Unbuttoning his jeans to remove them, Hiccup stumbled and knocked over the little rubbish bin that mostly housed empty mouthwash bottles and toilet roll tubes. Swearing under his breath, Hiccup leant down to scoop everything back in, finding an unfamiliar, rectangular box.

Turning it over in his hands, Hiccup felt his heart clench in his chest.

"Mom took a pregnancy test?"

Hiccup knew his mom was on birth control, though she used condoms with his father. But apparently, she'd been concerned. Heart pounding, Hiccup searched for the actual test, found the test stick and consulted the box to translate the results.

Negative.

Despite the sheer madness of the situation, Hiccup couldn't deny a part of him was a little disappointed. His mother would look so perfect swollen with his child. Pushing the test and box back to the bottom of the pile of rubbish, Hiccup covered it over and got in the shower at last, mind whirring.

Why hadn't she told him if she was worried?

Hiccup went to bed anxious to ask her, but knew he would have to wait until Stoick went to work in the morning. He slept rather fitfully, but woke eager to spend time with Valka. His mother seemed less eager, not even joining Hiccup and his dad over breakfast and Hiccup frowned to himself as he chewed his eggs, headed out to feed the rabbits and chickens and heard his dad calling out his goodbyes.

"Hiccup?"

He finally heard her voice, turned from where he was smiling at the hens pecking to see Valka standing by the doorway. It was a little dejavu, but he was honestly so happy to see her, to be alone with her that Hiccup forgot everything else as he crossed the garden, kissed her hungrily at the door. His shoes kicked off, Hiccup resumed clutching his mother to him, feeling her mouth yield to his as she moaned weakly into their kiss.

"I missed you."

"I missed you too my sweet boy" she stroked his cheeks, brushed a kiss to his jaw "but we're here now. Alone."

Hands running down her back, Hiccup held her tight to him, inhaling the scent of soap on her skin and realising she'd bathed first thing, so they would have no need to delay touching each other. That distress alleviated, Hiccup remembered last night. Settling in her arms, Hiccup kept his voice light, unaccusing.

"Why didn't you tell me you thought you might be pregnant?"

Valka tensed, then relaxed against him again.

"I was going to tell you yesterday, after I took the test. And I didn't tell you because... I wasn't sure."

Hiccup nodded, not wanting to worry her. He kissed her again, felt Valka melt into it as she responded with those soft gasps, stumbling back toward the stairs with him. They only made it up a few steps before Valka had sat, Hiccup's hands grabbing at her thighs before pushing up the loose linen dress draped over her body. He growled when he found her bare beneath it, lowering his head to taste her greedily. Her fingers clutched at his hair, hot wetness coating his tongue as he flicked it over swollen, sensitive skin.

"Oh, my sweet boy..."

Valka moaned, whining in protest when Hiccup came up to catch his breath. He smirked at her wanton need, loved how unabashed she was about her desire. Hiccup gripped her hips, turned her to kneel on the stairs before fumbling to undo his jeans and free his aching cock. They shared a deep sigh of relief as Hiccup sank into her waiting body, the reconnection potent.

"Fuck you feel so good."

Hiccup rocked slowly at first, savouring the silken grip on his cock and the mewls of pleasure from his mother as he filled her. Pushing her dress up higher, Hiccup stroked her soft belly, loved to get his hands on his very first home.

"I bet you'd look so gorgeous pregnant, I'd never keep my hands off you."

"You-oh, there! You don't anyway son."

Maintaining the angle that had made her louder, Hiccup conceded her point, reaching up higher to palm her breasts and enjoy the way she quivered and bucked. Rolling swollen nipples between his fingers made him want more of her, pulling out much to her consternation.

"I want you naked."

She stripped out of her dress in a heartbeat, barely even struggling to get it over her hair despite the rush. Hiccup leant down to suckle her breast to his mouth, fingers soothing through his hair as Valka sighed and cooed before her arousal demanded he resume fucking her, pushing him back just enough to let her turn back around. Hiccup slipped into soft, inviting wetness, immensely gratified to feel the way his mother fit his cock so well.

He thrust at his leisure, not in any rush for it to be over despite the way Valka pressed back, seeking more of him. Hiccup pumped her steadily, seeking those spots that made her shudder, slipping a hand down to toy with her firm little clit and feel the clenching of her on his cock in response. Wanting her to come undone completely, Hiccup sucked on his finger before pressing it to the tight little muscle of her ass, feeling it give easily and knowing the dual sensation was enough to send her spiralling over the edge if she was close.

Perfectly timed, Hiccup felt her break apart there and then, saw her knuckles turn white where she'd gripped a step for stability as both his cock and his finger were trapped in an exquisite stranglehold. Utterly in love with the way she felt as she came, Hiccup took little time to find his own release and share in that glorious post-coital glow of satisfaction with her.

"I love you mom."

Hiccup kissed her shoulder, tasting sweat on her skin.

"I love you too my boy."

They made it upstairs at last, settling in his bed to cuddle and caress each other. Hiccup couldn't resist her lips, kissing her repeatedly until she pushed him back enough to look at his face.

"Sometimes I think I should let you go."

His heart almost stopped at the very idea.

"What? Why?"

"How can you ever have a family of your own when I selfishly keep you all to myself?"

Hiccup frowned, realising he may have put these ideas in her head when he talked of wanting her pregnant. Perhaps he'd made her worry.

"It's what I want. I don't want anyone other than you. You are my family."

"You'll never get married, have children of your own."

"So? I don't want that. I want you. This. Us. Nothing else matters."

Pulling her close, Hiccup cradled her to his chest, felt her press kisses over his heartbeat before she nuzzled close to him. Valka curled her leg over his, the two laying there in the simple intimate embrace, needing to say nothing more in that moment. If Hiccup had children, the only mother he'd want for them was his own. But he could live without that, so long as it meant having her.

-HTTYD-

Somehow this supposedly light hearted Valcup smut fest keeps developing more serious topics I need to stop.