A/N: important! In the first chapter I changed Ingrid and the little twins' age because I realized I wanted their age to be younger. That's all. Hope you don't mind.
Okay. What you're going to read now will be written in italian, cause I want to reach my italian audience and also cause I'm Italian. (Wow Giulia, how interesting...)
Allora. Ma che cazz- (come diremmo noi) più di 100 visualizzazioni dall'Italia? Pensavo di essere l'unica pervertita italiana al mondo che legesse e scrivesse fanfiction porno su questo film ;). Ma a quanto pare no! Yuppy. Beh che dire. Sarebbe una figata se lasciaste una review raga. Tipo in italiano. Poi boh fate come volete ahaha.
Translation: So. What the fu-( like we'd say) more than 100 views from Italy? I thought I was the only italian perv that read and wrote porn related fics to this film ;)But no! Apparently. Yay. Well, what can I say? It'd be cool if you'd leave a review guys. Like an italian one. But I don't really know, do as you'd like ahahaha.
Okay, that was it. Every kind of review is appreciated, in whatever language. Just leave a translation though XD.
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Xx
Oh he was so hard.
He was shirtless on his bed. And he was hard. He hated that she had such a power on him. He was still wearing his pants and was not in a comfortable state. And even though he would try to free himself, they just wouldn't come off. He wanted to touch himself so badly, to relieve the sexual agony he was in but couldn't.
He kept thinking about that hug. About how her breast had touched his chest and how he would have loved to feel it bare against his own.
He grunted.
He was alone. His room was dark and he wanted to burst. He couldn't take it anymore. This was utter torture. She was utter torture. He put one hand upon his head, everything was spinning and he was sweating. Not only his forehead was but also his chest. He felt damp, sticky and hot. It was an odd feeling, flustrating but yet satisfying.
"You don't look comfortable."
He recognised that voice. It was hers. She was hiding in a dark area of the room, in front of his bed. Her hands were positioned behind the lower part of her back, that was comfortably resting on the wall. And her right leg was bent backwards so her foot was touching the wall as well. He saw as she left the wall behind in one sudden move and then approached him.
She was now standing at the end of his bed.
He saw as she removed her shoulder pads and let them fall to the ground without averting his gaze. She did the same for her skirt. It fell with a loud thump on the ground because of all the irony points that covered it. Then he saw as her hands reached for the hem of her shirt and lifted it up in one swift move. And that too fell on the ground with a muffled thump. She had her breast bindings still on but a lot of skin was now exposed to him. How he would have loved to bite her collarbone or one of her delicate shoulders.
Then he saw her grinning and bringing her index finger to her mouth while simultaneously sticking her chest forward in a teasing manner.
"Maybe I could help."
She quickly got on his bed with a wicked smirk and kneeled herself at the end of it.
His breathing was heavy. In fact it was the only sound that filled up the silent dark room. It was quite intoxicating. He wished she could take his pants off him and touch him already. But she was taking her time. Her incredibly long amount of time.
He saw her bringing her palm in front of her gaped mouth.
"Oh my...You definitely do not look comfortable in those pants." She said, now noticing the remarkable size of his bulge that she hadn't clearly seen from afar, near the wall before. She then proceeded on positioning herself on top of him with her knees at his sides and got closer to his ear.
"Is it wrong that it's making me wet?"As she said that, she let the palm of her hand land on his bulge and slowly started to caress it.
She gave it a gentle squeeze.
He grunted.
She sneered. "You like it?"
He panted. He couldn't get himself to talk. Words wouldn't come out even if he'd try to.
He watched as she craweld herself closer to him and lowered her head down to his ear.
He could still sense the hot hand on his front.
"I know what you like. And also know exactly what you want. You want me. All of me. You want to possess me, make me yours and no one else's, make me scream and beg for you to fuck me."
She let her hand trail upwards through his chest and then downwards again till the reaching of his groin, where she let her hand slip underneath his pants in order to reach his heated genitals. But it was just a tease. In fact, he felt her removing her hand immediately afterwards with a devilish smirk. He was suffering and she seemed to be enjoying it a little bit too much.
"Isn't this what you want?" She said while biting on his neck. He was so out of breath. And all because of the way she talked to him with. Hearing her whispering kinky stuff in his ear while feeling her hot breath against his sensitive skin was such a turn on. He would have never imagined she'd had such a filthy vocabulary to share but he wasn't really complaining. Absolutely not. He was thoroughly enjoying it.
"Y-Yeah."
He felt her tongue licking on his collarbone.
"mhhhh...You're salty. I like that."
He watched her as she began to leave light tender kisses all across his chest licking it from time to time. When she finally reached his front her gaze shifted from his groin to his intent look.
She bit her lip and started to trail light circles on his bulge using her index finger.
"You know babe, these pants are not going anywhere. You gotta keep them on."
Was she being serious? All he wanted to do was to practically free himself of the unwanted clothing and yet here she was, telling him to do the exact opposite.
"P-Please."
She grinned.
"I'm sorry."
He watched her as she sat on his lap, put her hands on his chest and decisively grinded against him.
"But I want to try something new."
She felt so hot. And even though both of their private parts were separated from different pieces of clothing he could still feel it. The heat radiating from her cunt. He wished there would be less clothing between them. But she, on the other hand, didn't seem to be sharing the same opinion.
Her goal was obvious by now. She wanted to fluster him. Sexually. And in doing so she would have eventually gotten out of him a desperate pleasure. And he wasn't sure he could bare that.
She kept grinding against him harder and harder.
"Mhhhhhhhhhh babe, I love how hot and hard you feel between my legs."
She was pretending. Just pretending to fuck him through clothes. And she looked amazing in doing so.
It was the sweetest yet most flustrating kind of pleasure he'd ever known.
He'd never thought she would be into dry humping. Gods, he'd never even thought he would enjoy it. And despite the little physical amount of pain needed to make it all work, Astrid was making him loving it. At this point he'd love anything she'd come up with.
He put his hands on her covered legs and got closer to her torso. He then started to kiss her delicate skin in a desperate manner and got up till the reaching of her collarbone, where he let his teeth bite into the tender flesh.
Astrid was right. He wanted to have her. To possess her, to savor her...
"Hiccup." She said while reaching for his head in order to push him closer to her.
Her whispering his name like an oath while keep grinding on him caused his body to have an unintentional reaction. He buckled his hips upwards as if wanting to penetrate her, to make her hot rosey wet insides feel his swollen throbbing cock but the penetration never happened due to the clothing they were both still wearing.
She laughed while getting close to his ear.
"I love seeing you like this."
She grinded herself on him.
"Flustered."
Another grind.
"Because of me."
He was about to come in his pants. This was so unbearable but yet so good at the same time. He couldn't keep up putting up with her.
"Ahhh...A-Astrid pl-please."
Another one.
"Ahhhhhhhhh..."
He looked at her eyes. Blue as the sky and deep as the mysterious dark oceans.
She was smiling. He noticed how she bit her lower lip while moving her gaze from his eyes to his hand and then to his eyes again.
"You want to have something?"
Gods yes. He'd want whatever she was willing to give.
"Yeah."
His breathing stopped.
He watched as she reached for the ends of her breast bindings behind her back and began to unravel them. Her breast was now completely exposed to him. He watched her rosey dark nipples hardening because of the cold hair that circled the room. She was so beautiful. He couldn't put into words how much he was attracted by her. She was perfect, in everything she did, in the way she moved, smiled, talked and looked. How much he loved her, he didn't know if she'd ever understand.
Then everything seemed to slow down as she took his left hand and placed it on her right breast. He could feel her hard nipple against his palm as he moved it experimentally. At his movement she moaned. He couldn't resist any longer. He brought his mouth to her right breast and started to lick her nipple. It felt so stiff against his eager tongue and he was loving the feeling.
After licking it twice with the tip of his tongue he let his lips close around it and furiously started to suck on it. While he kept the sucking motion on her right nipple going he began to stimulate her left one with his thumb.
"Oh babe mhhhh...D-don't stop!"
As she said that she instinctively pressed his head closer to her chest.
Like hell he was stopping. He hadn't even started.
Noticing that she was enjoying this as much as he was he grinned against her flesh. He was pretty sure she noticed but he didn't care.
After a while he switched breast and started to lick onto her left nipple while his thumb grazed at her right one.
He started moaning against her while he kept licking and sucking onto it.
"Mhhhh...So good. Moan again. Do it against me."
He saw no reason to deny her.
He moaned again.
"Yeahhhhhhhhhhh"
He too felt like trying something now.
He gently bit her nipple to see how she'd react.
He saw as the pleasure invaded her. She inclined her head backwards and pushed her chest forward.
"Gods,d-do it again!"
He smiled and bit her nipple just a little harder. It felt so soft between his strong teeth, a nice contrast to how the left one felt in his palm.
Her breasts were so beautiful.
"W-why did you stop?"
He watched her confused expression in amusement. She was so beautiful. Like this. With her cheeks flushed, her lips redder than usual and her questioning lost longing gaze. Her question was clear. She was wondering why he had stopped to bite on her nipple. And also why he had left the previously covered spot uncovered leaving it exposed to the cold.
He didn't answer her.
He instead proceeded to bring his hands to her breasts and squeeze them together. Her perky little nipples were still hard and up in excitement.
He gave two wet kisses each.
One. And two.
He then shamelessly put his face between her breasts and rubbed himself against her tender flesh.
This earned him a couple of moans.
Gods her scent. It was so delicate, so addictive.
He breathed it in and then out against her chest in a relaxed manner while his eyelids went close. His head started spinning around again, but this time the spinning wasn't as bad. It was inviting. It was beautiful. Everything he wished to have.
At this point, he was sure he had drifted to Valhalla.
He felt her scratching the back of his head in a loving manner while kissing his forhead.
"You like that?"
He hummed against her.
"You can have it." she said while gently tugging at his neck to push him in closer.
Could he really?
"You can have everything you want."
He heard her replying as if she had read his thoughts.
He felt so safe against her, feeling the heat of her flesh against his face was making him dizzy. And listening to her regular heartbeat was so calming.
After what seemed like hours to him he heard her talking once again.
"Lay down."
He reluctantly let go and did as she asked.
He felt her laying on top of him and also her bare breasts against his chest.
The feeling was unexplainable. They were so soft, so warm. He adored it. He could also sense her heartbeat slowing down as they breathed in and out together. It was so soothing. So relaxing. So perferct.
He began to trail soft circles on her back.
After a while she lifted her head up from his chest and looked up at him.
She smiled.
"See? Everything you want. "
She was right. It turned out, he could really have everything he wanted.
Xx
He woke up sore.
He looked around and the first thing he saw were eyes. A pair of two wide green dilated eyes were staring up at him.
Before he could even get a chance to move he felt something slimy rubbing against his face.
It was Toothless.
"Ugh..." he said while bringing his palm to his face in an attempt to clean himself.
"Toothless, you know that doesen't wash out!" He said scolding the dragon that was still looking at him. He gave a couple of growls in amusement while moving his head up and down.
He looked up at the window and noticed that the sun was already up in the air. It was earlyin the morning. He needed to get up and go to the arena to meet up with his friends. And Astrid.
He brought his hand to his head as everything that happened yesterday came rushing to his mind.
Oh yeah. She had hugged him and he had felt...Everything.
He was disgusted by himself. It had meant to be a simple hug. It was normal for them to do it, wasn't it? It shouldn't have turned him on so much. But it did. He recalled heading upstairs to relieve himself as soon as he had finished dinner and apologized to his father for having flown the whole day last night.
He had tried to forget about the hug, to just let it go as he ate.
But he didn't make it. As soon as he headed upstairs he freed himself of every piece of clothing below his waistline and started to jerk off to the image of her in his head. Naked.
Why did she have to do it? Why did she have to be so tremendously attractive? He'd laugh at himself if he could. He was being so ridiculous. The problem was not her, it was clearly him.
He was sexually flustered over a friend. A damn friend.
Yeah, it was simple. The problem was definitely not her being attractive, the problem was him being a pervert.
Oh he was such a mess. She didn't deserve this kind of treatment from him and he knew it but it was impossible to put an end to it. He wished he could, but it all always happened sort of unintentionally. It was just natural reactions she caused him.
As for his dreams, well they were just as equally disgusting.
He thought about the one he had had the other night. Well, that had been... something. He frowned as the thought of it grew more and more intense.
He was starting to recall every detail. How strange. What an odd dream. She'd always been the submissive one in his dreams. Until the other night.
He couldn't decide whether he had loved it or not.
Well obviously he had enjoyed it, but did he enjoy more being the dominant or the submissive one? This, he couldn't tell.
He felt his head spinning and aching again as he newly brought his hand to his temple. Toothless got closer to him growling in a preoccupied way. He scratched the the back of his head reassuringly.
"Don't worry bud, it's fine."
Exept that it wasn't. But it didn't matter.
He had to stop being so selfish and so self-centered. He wasn't like that. He didn't want to be like that.
He put his prosthetic like he did every day. He got up while staggering a bit bacause of the diziness he was still feeling but eventually made it without falling. He put on some clothes and approached Toothless that had already took the saddle and placed it in front of him. He was practically pleading him to have his morning flight.
He couldn't help but smile.
"Okay bud. Let's go flying."
Xx
"So, basically Hiccup gave this to you to give to me?" Ingrid asked with obvious confusion written all over her face.
" Yeah. It was nice of him, wasn't it?"
They were in the kitchen. Everyone had left and she desperately wanted to go axe throwing. She needed it. She was mad at Ingrid because she had slept in late. And she knew, as a matter of fact, that she couldn't leave the house if her little cousin was still asleep. Everything she wanted to do was leave and yet she had waited for her to wake up. Because she was specificallly told by her aunt to let her sleep. She hated the situation. She woke up really early just so she could both let Stormfly have her morning flight and do some axe throwing in the woods. This way she wouldn't have been late to meet up with her friends later on but Ingrid was ruining all of her plans.
She noticed as Ingrid looked at the tiny ordinary object that was silently lying on the big wooden table. She knew she wasn't the best at reading. In fact, she barely knew how to read although she was still better at it than their friends. Finn and Harold were such dumb kids. They were always playing and didn't know anything about the norse alphabet. On the other hand,Ingrid knew everything about it, every single letter, the way it was written and how it was pronounced. She basically knew it all by heart. Ingrid's mom, that would be her aunt, was the one who had taught her.
She'd always recite it out loud in front of her parents to always be rewarded with smiles, praise and encouragement.
It was no secret that the alphabet was fun to Ingrid. She was so smart considered her age. Unfortunately when it came to putting the letters together to create words she wasn't the best...
"Well I don't want it." She said making it slide to her direction while sitting back to her place and crossing her arms.
Had she heard that right? She didn't want it? And why was that?
"Didn't you say you wanted to learn more about dragons?"
"I never said that. I wanted to ride one of them."
"Well, you've gotta start somewhere. Knowing about dragons will come in handful when the time of approaching them comes. Why don't you give it a try?" She said while taking the object from the table and pointing at it in a tempting manner. Her cousin didn't respond. She just noticed how she rolled her eyes in an annoyed manner. She hated when she did it. It was so disrespectful of her.
"Reading is boring." Although she had known from the begginning why she was acting as such she gave her an annoyed look. She couldn't believe she wouldn't even try to read it because of her laziness. She hated this kind of behaviour. It was pointless. She would have never acted like this.
She was sure she would have regretted it if she didn't try because she was sure she would have found something interesting in it. But apparently she just wouldn't because 'reading was boring'. She then took the little sketchook away from her and opened it.
"I know it's boring Ingrid, but reading is not supposed to be fun, especially at your age. And plus, it's not like it's only written. There are some illustrations as well, you see?" She told showing her the nightfury drawn on the yellowish page.
"It's not only written but it's mostly written."
"You're impossible."
"You're annoying."
Astrid snorted.
"Listen who's talking..."
"Would you leave me alone? What did I ever do to you?"
"Oh, excuse me if I was just trying to do something nice for you."
"You weren't. I bet it was Hiccup's idea."
"Oh, and why would you say that?"
"Because you were going to give it back last night. And yet here you are offering it to me today. He probably told you to keep it and give to me, right?"
She raised up one finger in the air as if wanting to reply but nothing exited her mouth.
"Yeah, like I thought. I know because your boyfriend actually cares about what me and my friends want, unlike you."
How dare she assume something like that? She did care. A lot. It was her that didn't.
"What? I care about you. And would you stop calling him that? He's not my boyfriend and you know it."
"Of course he's not. You're the most unlikeable person on earth. No wonder he can't stand you."
He did stand her. They were friends. Her temper had nothing to do about them not being... more. At least she thought. She had to leave before she broke something or worse someone. She took her axe from the ground and headed for the door to exit the house.
"He's far better than you. Sometimes I wish he would be my cousin." Ingrid quickly added below a whisper.
Although the feeble tone she had used to deliver that sentence she had heard. She stopped in the middle of the room with her axe still on the shoulder. She was intently looking at the ground before her. She didn't lift her gaze upwards when talking shortly afterwards.
"I'm leaving."
"What about the sketchbook?"
"I don't care if you use it or not, just give it back when you finish."
And with that she exited the house leaving Ingrid completely alone. She knew she wasn't supposed to, but she really didn't care at this point. Ingrid had gone too far. When had she even developed such nasty thoughts? Not liking her was a thing, wishing for her not to be her cousin was quite another... She was so angry. She didn't know if she would ever forgive her.
She leant against the now closed door with her axe still in her hands and screamed while grinding her teeth to at least try to keep a low profile and not to scream at the top of her lungs despite really wanting to. She heard Stormfly giving a sad growl. She had waited for her outside the whole time. She had almost forgot. What did she do to deserve such a loyal friend? She watched her in a tender way.
She sighed.
"It's okay girl."
She had to go as far away from her cousin as possible.
"Let's go."
Xx
He was flying in the air. It was the first time since a bit he found peace while flying upon Toothless' back. Everything was so calm and beautiful up there. He'd never get tired of it. He'd never get tired of seeing every person, house, animal or object dwindling before him.
Up there he'd always feel imposing, towering even. Up there he'd never feel scared because the world appeared to be smaller and bigger at the same time to him. It just appeared different than the one he was used to. A world he could handle.
He liked that things were finally cool between Astrid and him. The only problem to solve right now was not to keep having those particular dreams reguarding her at night.
He sighed.
If only he could control it... He really wanted to but didn't know how. He should have probably talked about it to someone but he simply didn't know who to talk to, really. He'd always talk about his problems to her.
However in this case she herself happened to be the problem.
They talked about literally anything. It was such a precious aspect of their friendship he didn't wan't to lose. He didn't want to screw it all up by revealing how he really felt about her because he knew the feeling was not mutual.
He'd never felt so close to anyone during his entire life time except from her, and obviously Toothless. He couldn't ruin it all.
Talking about it to his father was totally out of the question. Talking about it to his friends would be weird. To say the least. They would have teased him to no end and probably told Astrid later on.
What was he supposed to do?
He felt Toothless' ear slapping him on the cheek.
"H-Hey, Toothless! What you do that for?"
The dragon laughed giving steady repeated growls of amusement. His friend had probably noticed his mind was somewhere else and wanted to change the situation. Gods he'd manage to have his mind elsewhere even up there.
"Yeah laugh all you want. Let's see who gets a reduced portion of fish tonight."
At that, the reptile responded giving him a preoccupied look.
He laughed feebily noticing his changed expression while patting on his neck.
"Just kidding, bud."
After a while he was flying in the air, he suddenly heard a scream. It seemed to be coming from underneath them. They were flying onto the woods, located not so distant from Berk. He looked down in order to see the tops of the trees covered in snow. Maybe it had been just his imagination.
He continued to fly like nothing had happened. And then he heard it again.
" You heard that too, right?" he asked Toothless wanting to make sure he hadn't been the only one to hear that noise.
Toothless gave him a positive growl.
"Like I though, let's land there."
They quickly did, raising a bit the snow underneath them as they landed. He promptly dismounted Toothless giving him a reassuring pat on the nose. He wanted to know what the source of the screaming actually was.
He heard screaming again but this particular time followed by a thump. It seemed like something was hitting the trunk of the trees. He got closer to the sound, making sure he would not be seen by hiding behind some oaks.
Who would ever come out here in a so cold of a wheather to throw axes at trees?
Oh right. Astrid.
He saw her as she reached for the handle of her axe stuck into the trunk of the tree determined to hit it again.
"Oh you're so unlikeable Astrid."
thump
"You're the most unlikeable person on earth Astrid."
thump
"No wonder he can't stand you. How would he ever date you, Astrid?"
thump
What was she talking about?
He saw as she panted reaching once again for the axe she had stuck up into the wood of that big oak she was aiming at. Several deep hollow marks were now visible onto the trunk she was using as target. She removed her axe from the trunk and touched the very edge of the blade to test its sharpness. He could tell from afar that it was still sharp. She could keep going. The cold airdidn't seem to effect her at all. She continued panting due to the physical strain she was letting her body go through while slightly adjusting her braid.
He smiled fondly. She was so beautiful with messy hair.
Winter didn't seem to boher her that much. Maybe because it had just started, he thought.
Or maybe because she was always moving and never completely successful at being still in one place, this because Ingrid really kept her warm by making her run around. Besides, she was the one who had told him the other day...
He laughed at the memory.
He observed as she immediately tensed up and turned around while keeping her axe in front of her in a defensive manner.
"Wh-who's there?"
He remained still for a moment, a little unsure whether to show himself or not but eventually decided it would have probably been the right thing to do. He showed himself with his hands up in the air at the sides of his head while leaving his hiding spot behind the tree. He tried to speak in order to reveal himself to her but before he could, she threw her axe in his direction.
He quickly leaned down dodging the arm that decidely hit the trunk of a tree behind him.
He felt Toothless coming towards him in a preoccupied way and felt him licking his face.
"It's okay bud."
"Hiccup." He watched as Astrid too came nearby and kneeled down to check on him. She seemed to be worried as well. Before he could reassure her and tell her that he was fine he felt the palm of her hand touching his cheek. It was so warm.
"Oh my gods are you okay? I'm so sorry. I could have killed you."
She could have. But she didn't. Fortunately.
Reflexes came in handful in these situations.
"Astrid I'm fine, really."
He noticed as her concearned traits started to soften up. Shortly afterwards he felt her hand leaving his face. He was immediately bothered by the loss of contact but managed not to say anything.
He saw her smiling and lifting herself up from the ground while extending a hand for him to take. He took it and lifted himself up as well.
"What are you doing here?" She asked him while reaching for the axe that had almost went through him to remove it from the trunk.
It was a strange question coming from her. What was she even doing here?
"I could be asking the same thing."
"I asked you first."
"I asked you second."
She raised an eyebrow.
He sighed.
"Okay, okay. Me and Toothless were flying around here and I heard screaming so we landed and I found you."
She still didn't look convinced.
"I wasn't spying. I swear."
Toothless got closer to him while showing empathy in his gaze. This didn't last long though because he was suddenly distracted by Stormfly's growls that till that moment had stayed there completely silent. Therefore the two dragons started to chase each other playing heatedly in the soft snow.
He then cupped a hand in front of his mouth to make sure Toothless would hear when he spoke next.
"Thanks for the help bud!"
He looked once again at the ravaged tree and then at her. She was still trying to fix her hair and looked overall bothered, angry and flustered.
"So, I see you're not having...The best time?"
She snorted. "Why would you say that?"
He scratched the back of his head.
"Well, I might have been eavesdropping a bit?"
She visibly tensed up. He couldn't bring himself to understand this behaviour. Was she nervous? Why was that?
"What did you hear?"
He wasn't sure he had heard perfectly. Despite her yelling stuff he did happen to be distant.
"Well uhmm...I heard something about you not being likeable and something about anyone ever dating you, which come on, let's be honest, is ridiculous." He concluded with a nervous laugh. He really hoped he hadn't given anything away. What he said though, he really meant it. How could she think something like that? Had she even looked at herself? Like properly?
Literally anyone in the whole archipelago. No, it wasn't enough. Anyone in the entire world would have felt like the luckiest man alive knowing that Astrid Hofferson was dating him. He knew he would have.
She sat against a tree and let her head fall in between the palms of her hands.
He hesitantly approached her and eventually sat against the tree trunk as well.
Sometime passed without the two of them not saying anything. He could see she was struggling and he wanted to fix it. He hated seeing her like this. He let his head fall against the tree trunk and closed his eyes.
"I hate her." He heard her talking.
"Who?"
"Ingrid."
Oh, it was because of her cousin. Suddenly he remembered about the sketchbook.
"Have you given her the sketchbook I gave you?"
He watched her sighing.
"Yep."
"And?"
"She didn't want it."
He furrowed.
"What? Why? I though she-"
"She did. But decided not to take it because she wanted to upset me. I told her to return it whenever she'd finished with it. She didn't even let me understand if she was gonna read it or not but it's mostly a no. I can't stand her anymore. She's making me go crazy."
He laughed softly.
"Is she that terrible?"
She lifted her face from her hands and started to stare at the light coat of snow before her
"Just this morning she told me she would have loved for you to be her cousin instead of me because apparently you care and I don't."
What a low blow. Astrid wasn't that bad once someone got to know her. He didn't understand why lately her and Ingrind were having such a bad time. They used to get so along in the past.
"Ouch, that must have hurt."
"Yeah..."
Her voice sounded defeated when she spoke next.
"I just want her to like me, Hiccup."
His heart sank for her. He knew it was a big deal to her. He knew her. She always wanted people to think she was strong enough to bear anything, which she was, but sometimes, he knew from experience, even she needed some kind of reassurance.
He placed his hand on her arm.
"Hey,if it counts for anything, I like you."
He noticed as she turned her head and gave him a weak smile.
"And I know she does as well. I think she only wants some indipendence. Just let her be sometimes and don't pressure her into anything. "
He watched her furrowing.
"You mean I pressure-?"
"No...It was just a suggestion. Relax." She should really stop to take everything so literally.
He watched her rolling her eyes.
"Thanks, I guess."
Her gaze turned to his again and he saw her smiling. He was happy he had accomplished to turn her mood upside down. She was far better when she smiled.
"So, do you wanna go to the great hall to eat something real quick?" he asked while raising himself up and wiping his pants.
He watched at her incredulous expression.
"I don't know. Shouldn't we head to the arena? Our friends are probably waiting for us there."
"That's why I asked milady."
He watched her squeezing her eyes and giving him a little smirk. She then raised herself up from the ground as well and crossed her arms in a playful way.
"Oh I see what you did there..."
He turned around ready to mount on Toothless.
"No idea what you're talking about."
She then too mounted on Stormfly and they both took off in the air.
Xx
They entered together. They found some vikings that were still eating and finishing up their breakfast.
Fortunately there was always something to eat there in the mornings. It wasn'tuncommon to find some leftovers even during afternoons. The place was the least crowded at night because veryone usually prefered to have dinner at their place's. Not during Snoggletogg though. Dinners at the great hall were indeed a very common thing during specific programmed celebrations, like viking weddings, funerals and also Snoggletogg.
When festive periods of the year weren't in the picture he usually stopped by to read something in the late hours of the nights when no one was around and he could exploit the deserted hall to his favor. Sometimes it was possible for her to join him. He didn't mind, obviously. It was nice. Sharing some time together, just the two of them. Alone.
Right now it was the complete opposite.
All of the food was displayed on a big table at the end of the hall. It was possible to see all sorts of delicacies. Sweet hot steaming cakes, fruits, vegetables, jugs of mead, ale, bread, meat and fish.
As they headed to the table to eat something he saw two vikings devouring a big beef steak each. He almost had a gag reflex. How could they eat so much in such a early hour of the morning? He couldn't bring himself to understand.
He heard her laugh.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah. It's just...Not used to rich breakfasts."
"I can tell."
He saw her taking an apple from the pile and bite it while leaning on abig column behind her. He noticed how the juice of the apple had wet her lips.
They probably tasted so good right now. Maybe he should have just leant in and-
No. What was he thinking?
He looked away feeling ashamed.
"This thing is exquisite! You want some?"
He lifted his gaze upwards only to see her licking her lips and her hand extending the now bitten apple to him.
"N-No thanks I'm okay."
She shrugged and went on finishing the fruit she still had in her hand.
They should have really gone to meet up with their friends to the arena. After all they could have possibly still been mad at him for not showing up yesterday. He knew he had to apologize.
His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the loud noise the front door of the great hall had made while opening and closing. He turned his head towards the main entry of the hall and Astrid did the same.
He noticed a tiny terrible terror flying away from three noisy kids that were following him shouting right in his direction to come back down.
Those kids, not too much to his surprise, were Ingrid, Harold and last but not least Finn.
"Come back here." Ingrid shouted at the little frightened reptile while running behind him and climbing some benches and tables in order to drag him down to her. The little twins did the same thing while accidentally stepping on some of the vikings' meals.
Seeing that the front door had been opened again, the little dragon took the opportunity of flying away and leaving three annoyed little vikings inside the big hall that hadn't been able to catch him.
"No! He escaped. Let's go guys."
He saw as all three of them turned around and started to run towards the front door in order to exit. And before he could do anything, he saw as Astrid took her cousing by the waist and raised her up in an attempt to make her stay.
"Look what you did. You're happy?"
"Let me go. He's gonna fly away."
"So? Even if he is?"
"LET ME GO!"
He saw as Ingrid started jerking in her grasp. She did until she was finally able to free herself.
"Let's go guys." Harold an Finn quickly exited still wanting to chase the little animal. Ingrid had almost gone away when Astrid spoke next.
"You're a fool if you think I'm not gonna tell aunt."
"I don't care." She told her on the doorstep ready to leave. After this she dissapeared leaving the whole room in complete shock.
He saw as Astrid turned around and looked up at him in an angry manner.
"I'm leaving. I have to stop them!" He heard Astrid saying while reaching for her axe. Okay, this was probably the right moment to do something.
He reached her and got a hold of her arm.
"Astrid no!"
He watched as she turned around. Her eyes full of rage.
"Why?"
He knew she was mad but she had to understand it wan't possible for her to intervene everytime. He gave her an empathetic look, hoping she would comprehend. Her blue eyes widened at the realization.
He heard her sighing. Her voice was feeble when she spoke next.
"Let her be?"
"Let her be."
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END A/N: Sooo pumped for the next chapter. It's gonna be so good. I promise.
So? What do you think about it? It's quite a change from the previous chapter, that was basically smut free.
This one is some heavy M rated writing.
It was peculiar...I'll give you that. It started off with Astrid being the dom and concluded with a heartwarming moment in bed. Cause, you know, why not? I don't know about you but I find the second part of Hiccup's fantasy being extremely sexy. Maybe it's just me, lol.
I'd reccomend reading it at night, when all the lights are off and you're under the covers of your bed feeling all cozy and *cough* horny *cough*.
Plot will develop. Sometimes in chapters I'll just take some space to add sexual fantasies because I know what y'all came here for and also because it's important for plot development. It may not seem at first. But trust me, I know what I'm doing.
Also. Answer time!
I'm answering to all of your comments, reguarding both chapter one and two cause I didn't think about doing it before.
I'm doing them all thanks to a user that is also a huge ( I think? Maybe big is the word XD) supporter of the story.
So thank you again IcyForest
Gaming9 You DON'T know what modern AU stands for. This story is AU but not modern. Give me a damn break.
DeathBerryHime Thanks for your reviews. I really appreciated them and I already told you I think, lol. Astrid's diary will be...Travelling. And eventually get to Hiccup as suggested by the description. I can't tell anymore.
Sin97 Thank you, you're really nice :) Hope you enjoyed chapter two as much as chapter one. And don't worry there's a lot to come.
Anonymous Noob the 2nd 2 x (XD) You and I both know what that means... ;)
IcyForest Glad you enjoyed the first chapter. And as you wanted you got Astrid's POV in the second one. Hope you enjoyed chapter three just as much. Also thank you for waiting. I don't know if peope realize this shit takes time. So thank you for understanding ;)
FroofyB THANK YOU. I mean when you wrote my grammar was fine I wanted to hug you. I swear. I was so anxious to upload my work because like I said English is not my native speaking langage. But I like it in English. The whole thing wouldn't have felt real to me if it had been written in any other language. Italian for HTTYD fanfics is just... meh. Also. Thank you for sticking around and don't panic. I think I won't abandon this. It just takes time to write.
Unefeerique Bonjour, comment ça va? I've seen you're french from your profile. You know, I study french at school and your language is just beautiful. A little bit hard but bearable though XD. Thanks for enjoying the first two chapters. And, like I said, there's a lot to come! By the way I've seen your message and you'll get to know what Astrid has written in her diary sooner than you imagine... (Okay, I honestly don't know how many chapters it'll take XD)
Dear guests, add your name maybe. This way it'll be easier for me to answer!
Guest1 So. Astrid and Hiccup are not like this. I'll take that. Because they come from a PG rated cartoon. An amazing PG rated animated cartoon that conquered my heart. In this fic I'm doing everyone a favor by raising the rating a bit to make them do sexual stuff. And remember in this story, they're teens. So it's normal for them to wanting to try stuff. I am one and horny like 24/7. And plus, all I'm doing in the first chapters is a little bit of plot development and sexual fantasies. It's okay for them to be unrealistic.
Guest2(Tom) There'll be a lot of development between our two vikings. I promise. ;) Thank you for sticking around. Hope you continue to read what I write.
Guest3(No account) Well...OKAY ;)
This is all. Thank you all so much for reading my stuff and I'll see you in the next one.
Till next time.