DyingSunlight - yes it is!

Guest - why apologise for cursing? I swear all the time! And yep I'm terrible to them.

YaAz97 - yeah, I love Dagur more than I should because he becomes a huge dope who loves a Gronckle!

BrawlerGamer - you will see Cami! Very soon infact.

Guest - I do take requests - almost everything HTTYD I wrote has been asked for. Never a guarantee I'll write it, but I'm always open and I like to write alot.

Note for this chapter... if you're one of the 'Hiccstrid or death threat' types that throw hilarious tantrums all over my other stuff? You won't like this chapter, it has Hiccup/Cami. Kindly control yourselves.

-HTTYD-

Hiccup got off his bike, put it away in the spot it always went in and didn't notice his hands were shaking until he took off his helmet. What had he been thinking? Or rather, not thinking. He couldn't quite help going to kiss Astrid on the cheek, wanting to know if it was as soft as it looked. Then she had to go and kiss him properly, all hands in his hair and letting out that sinful gasp against his lips when he pressed her against his bike.

"Hiccup?"

Oh gods his mother was going to kill him. She found him shaking like a leaf near the front door, peeling off his heavy riding boots. Or trying to. His hands weren't cooperating. She took one look at him, lingering on his face and somehow he knew she knew. His panic climbed another notch.

"So that's where you were. Hiccup-"

"It was a mistake. One mistake. I swear it won't happen again. Please don't throw me out mom."

"Of course I won- did you really think I would? You're human Hiccup, you make mistakes."

She embraced him tightly, rubbing his hair soothingly and ignoring the thick biker jacket a shorter woman would have struggled to get her arms around.

"Get changed, I'll make some tea and we'll talk about it, ok?"

Reeling, Hiccup nodded and finally managed to get his boots off, padding off to his room in socks. His father would have congratulated him for kissing Astrid with one breath, then berated him the next for messing about with a student. He expected similar disappointment and no congratulations from his mother.

Hands wrapped firmly around his black and green striped mug to stop them shaking, Hiccup looked up at his mother. She was a beautiful woman, with her expressive green doe eyes and the cheekbones many had to use make-up to emulate; Hiccup was oft told he looked like her, but he thought that was probably insulting to her. Hiccup was awkward and erring to too skinny, with a nasty scar on his leg from a childhood accident and and-

And Astrid still kissed him.

"Alright. Would you like to explain yourself?"

Hiccup sipped his tea, unsure if her even, quiet voice was worse than iritation or straight up anger.

"I gave her a ride home, because I felt guilty about asking if she wanted to volunteer rather than hang around watching you work only to get tied up with dad all afternoon. That's all it was. I had no ulterior motives mom, I swear."

"But..."

She only needed to prompt him a little for more to tumble from his mouth.

"But she kissed me... and Iet her. This isn't really something I want to tell you as a mother, but it's been a while since I've had a girlfriend. It was stupid and reckless and I won't let it happen again."

"A moment of weakness that she initiated? You promise?"

Hiccup nodded fervently, hoping that would be the end of it. Valka sipped her tea for a minute, then surveyed him for another.

"Alright. You're still a young man, I suppose it could have been far worse. So, do you want to talk about your father?"

That was as big an offer as her forgiveness - his mother hated talking about Stoick.

"Because I was officially employed by the Repair shop, I had to be officially dismissed and fill out a load of paperwork. I think he expected me to go along with whatever he said when he threatened to cut my job, but when I said I wasn't moving back in he fired me. I just... signed everything, cleared out my space and said goodbye. He didn't say a word. Gobber looked more upset than he did to be honest."

"Are you worried about losing the job?"

"No. I can live off my teachers salary easily enough. Unless you want me out, in which case I'll need to find a new part time-"

"I don't want you out son. This is your home as long as you want it to be."

He glowed inside, basking in his mothers honest joy for having him there. Toothless huffed from his spot next to her, Valka's rough hand on his dopey head clearly what he wanted as his tongue lolled out.

"Then yeah, I'm alright for now. So long as I can afford to eat and keep my bike in shape, I'm happy. Working for dad was mostly for extra savings so I could move out."

They talked until their tea was gone, then Valka hugged him to her again and Hiccup inhaled the scent on his mothers nightgown, the mix of flowers and something unidentifiable yet made him think of the sky and that powdery scent that just said 'mother'.

"Love you son."

"Love you mom."

"Off to bed then my boy."

Hiccup nodded, picking up his phone from his bedside table with every intention of texting Cami as a matter of urgency. As it turned out, he didn't have to. Clicking open her text, it was a rather unsubtle picture of her in nothing but matching black bra and pants, though her playful expression said it was very much just Cami being Cami.

Hiccup! I'm getting impatient waiting for you to come hit this. Unless you have a girlfriend now, in which case I apologise if she sees this.

He had known Cami since they were kids - they went to primary school together. They kept in touch on and off until Hiccup went to college to learn to be a teacher alongside a mechanic, and she had been dating some guy. Then when they picked up again, Cami said she was dying to 'ride him like a dragon' and didn't care if it was casual. Not generally one for casual hookups, Hiccup declined.

I don't have a girlfriend, no. I've been (and still am) a very busy guy! However, I'll be honest and say I am more than up for it.

His brain was rebelling slightly; his cock led the charge in sending that text. Both a little desperate and creepy to him. Cami however, with her forward attitude to sex as a modern woman, wasn't fazed.

I'm guessing you have work tomorrow daytime so I can't make you come over now? In which case, when do you get off work?

About eight. I had to skip my volunteer gig today for something, so no way I'm taking tomorrow off.

Perfect. Come straight to my place after?

I can do that. You still at the same place?

As always. Wear your leathers. Bring condoms. See you tomorrow.

Unsure whether he was scared or not, Hiccup checked if he had any condoms in date, which was lucky as he didn't. He could pick up a new pack on his way from A to B either tomorrow morning, afternoon or night.

Just in case, he noted it down in his phone.

Gods he was pathetically desperate, but Hiccup knew he needed desperately to burn off some energy before he let Astrid tempt him again. He was as much to blame, absolutely. But Astrid had all the habits of biting her lip and baring her neck when she threw her head back laughing, playing with her braid over her shoulder while working. And flirting with him, practically undressing him with her eyes across the room...

No. He was going to sleep and not think about Astrid. He was going to go to work tomorrow and not think about her. Then he was going to take Cami up on her offer and have sex while definitely not thinking about Astrid. That one might be tough. Cami had a big head of blonde hair... Hiccup may have a type, he mused.

One thing in his favour? He wasn't teaching Astrid's class tomorrow. Hiccup rolled over to sleep, confident in his plan to deal with it.

Until his eyes flew open in a panic.

What if Astrid told someone?

Should he talk to her? Set her straight? Or would that make everything worse?

His lips still tingled with the memory, tasting peach chapstick and feeling her fingers knot in his hair. Yep. Definitely worse.

Hiccup made himself sleep; he was a motorcyclist, he couldn't afford to not be fit on the road. Even so, it took two mugs of industrial strength coffee (with his mother scowling over her herbal tea) and a very intensive face licking from Toothless before Hiccup felt fit to get into his biker gear and leave for work.

"I'll see you at the Nature Centre. Then I'm meeting a friend afterward for a couple of drinks. I think it's time I got out more... now I have the time."

She smiled up at him from where she was sat with Toothless drooling in her lap while she finished her tea; she didn't need to leave for fifteen more minutes and the woman was a whirlwind, ready-in-five kind of woman.

"Don't drive drunk son. If you need me, please call and I'll come get you? Any time, any where."

"I promise. But remember I have work Wednesday, I can't exactly get hammered "

"I just want you safe is all."

Smiling to himself as he finished pulling on his boots, Hiccup grabbed his saddlebag and headed out. It fit neatly under the seat compartment. The seat Astrid had been on when she clutched him tight and pressed her lithe body against his...

Nope. No Astrid thinking. Hiccup saddled his bike, put on his helmet and headed off to work.

Not thinking about Astrid worked. For about an hour. Then she turned up in his classroom, all awkward and not quite meeting his eyes.

"Miss Hofferson? Can I help you?"

"I wanted to apologise for last night. I have no right putting your job or professionalism at risk when you were just doing a nice thing by taking me home and... I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry too. Neither of us are faultless, but it was a mistake and we should just forget it happened."

There was a little hurt or disappointment in her eyes, and Hiccup sympathised for a second. It had been a damn good kiss. If he didn't absolutely have to say never again, Hiccup wouldn't.

"Alright. If you want I can stop coming by the Nature Centre..."

He knew that was sensible; keep it professional. Keep a desk between them. Stop seeing her lit up by the sun or having a staring match with Cloudjumper.

"Not if you want to be there. I would never get in the way of someone who loves animals."

She visibly brightened and his stomach fluttered traitorously. Damnit.

"Thanks professor. I better get going, I'm meeting Heather to study."

She waved and left with a toothy smile that Hiccup wanted to take a picture of so he could treasure such unique beauty.

If she turned up to volunteer that day... Hiccup was damn glad he was heading straight to Cami's house. His stomach was in knots the whole way over from college to the centre that afternoon, stopping off to buy a few snacks in case Cami tried to feed him her mothers cooking - he wouldn't be getting dinner if he went straight to his 'booty call', and the pack of condoms Cami politely demanded.

She wasn't there when he arrived, changed and hopped straight in to the ducks and geese enclosure, taking care not to fall in the pond again as he checked food supplies, eggs and that none of the birds had any noticeable issues like missing feathers or damaged beaks. They mostly got along, but there was always one who decided to pick a fight.

Next he found his mother doing something similar to the chickens, finding himself undeniably cheered when she smiled up at him.

"How was your day son?"

There was no denying it was much more relaxing and he felt much better overall already going from the job he loved to this volunteering he loved. He loved seeing his mother so free and happy. And there was now no constant corrections and anxiety-inducing comments from his father as Hiccup fixed an engine.

He wasn't scared about being groomed to take over the business anymore either - Hiccup hated admin with a passion. He preferred to draw or make stuff. Or pet an owl.

He felt free.

"What are you thinking?"

"That I hope dad doesn't cold shoulder me forever, but that I suddenly realised how much lighter I feel with that part of my life stopped."

"Hiccup, your father loves you. I would have fought to get you away if I didn't think that was true. He just... he thinks his way is the only way, and anybody who doesn't agree is..."

"I know. I just... I'm adjusting. Happily so. How's Hookwing?"

"He's all but fully recovered. I'll let him into the flying run tomorrow for a test flight."

"Awesome!"

Astrid didn't show that day, but Hiccup supposed she was a student and had studying, or maybe even her own part time job. By the time he was dressing to head to Cami's, he was feeling a little nervous. Was this right? Cami was only looking for sex, but Hiccup still felt bad.

"I'll see you later son. Love you."

"Love you too mom."

"Remember. Anytime any place if you need me son."

"Thanks mom."

Checking his phone, Cami had left a string of texts ranging from suggestive to outright explicit (was that even possible?), leaving Hiccup relieved to feel arousal for the woman herself rather than a transfer from Astrid alone. He called her, checking they were still on and awkwardly muttering the promise she asked for that he was in his biking stuff.

Cami 'Camicazi' Bog-Burglar (nobody dared ask her mother Bertha, who was about the size of Hiccup's dad Stoick-the-Vast, plus the bosoms that earned her the nickname "big boobied Bertha) stood at about Hiccups height, with thick hourglass curves and blonde hair down to her exceptionally round butt. She was by no means unfit (the girl did cross country running! How?), but she was wider than Hiccup by several inches. Even so, she was strong and confident and opened the door to Hiccup with her lecherous grin and playful manner.

"Park your bike behind the gate to the back, I'll let you in the back door."

She didn't even bother to deny the double entendre, winking as she vanished to let Hiccup put his bike away safely before letting him in the house. She offered him a drink and asked if he had to take a leak, going through the pharmacy bag he brought in from under his bike seat and stealing some beef jerky with an expression that absolutely said "mine now". The condoms she had also found were already on the side, waiting.

"So... what changed your mind? Dry spell?"

He forgot how blunt Cami was.

"Uh, yeah. Hookups have never been my thing, but I was-"

"Getting desperate and figured you would rather bang someone you know?"

"Pretty much?"

"Figured as much. So long as you don't stint on the foreplay and make sure I'm having fun too? I don't really care why you're here Hic, we've known each other too damn long to be awkward. So... bedroom? There are water bottles in there if you get thirsty."

She barely waited for his nod before grabbing the condoms, Hiccups wrist and dragging both up a staircase to her bedroom. Full of pictures of brawny Viking women and Amazonian pin-ups, her room was all about female empowerment. There were even Wonder Woman figurines all over her desk. Cami grabbed the lapels of his jacket, yanking him in for a surprise kiss that was more an assault on his lips than anything that could be construed as romantic, intimate.

It was nothing like kissing Ast-

No! Hiccup tried to match Cami's enthusiasm and ferocity, rewarded with a hungry moan that did admittedly settle somewhere in his groin making tight leathers even more restrictive. Cami buried her face in his neck-shoulder crook, inhaling deeply.

"You smell fucking edible in those, but unfortunately they have to go. Hurry up? Pretty please?"

She even jokingly fluttered her eyelashes as Hiccup placed his jacket over her chair, then carefully extricated himself from his leather trousers and boots. Cami pulled off the short shift she had on, revealing only thin cotton panties on her otherwise bare form. Hiccup wasn't sure if he was ashamed or not that he stopped to stare at her voluptuous breasts. Cami didn't seem to mind at least.

Down to only t-shirt and boxers, Cami paid zero mind to his scarred leg - she had seen it happen, had never so much as blinked twice at it. She nodded at him again, so Hiccup tossed the t-shirt aside too and she pulled him by his hair (carefully enough, he kinda liked it) to the bed. Her plush curves and soft flesh was pleasantly yielding beneath exploring hands as Hiccup attempted to make good on her ask that he pay attention to foreplay.

Her breasts spilled out of his hands when he cupped them, squeezing and rubbing her nipples and getting more of those hungry sounds from her. He could feel her getting wet through his boxers where their groins pressed together, her well-worked hands dragging down his back to squeeze his backside.

"Gods, for a guy you don't half have a great ass. Normally you lot are flat as a board here."

"Thanks, I think?"

She knew it had been a while for him, so Cami seemed content not to mock his awkwardness as Hiccup continued to explore her near-nude body. There were just miles of skin to explore and she responded to all of his touches in some way, arching when he tongued her nipple and whimpering when he thrust his erection against her clit.

"You a one shot wonder?"

Hiccup pulled back from where he had been kissing her neck, enjoying her gasping breathy moans.

"A what?"

"You know. You get off once and roll over to sleep?"

"Oh. Uh, not last I remember?"

"Good. Because I need to get fucked right now but it's too early to be done."

Hiccup blinked, then reached for the condoms on her bedside and pulled one out, both shifting to doff their underwear and Hiccup rolled the latex on himself. Cami positioned herself on her hands and knees, pointing a wide but enticing ass up in the air for him. Hiccup slid his fingers up between her thighs to check she was wet enough, cock twitching as he found her so.

"C'mon!"

"Patience is a virtue."

"I have no virtue. Fuck me!"

Kneeling behind her, Hiccup positioned himself and had barely started to thrust in before Cami pushed back, seating herself on him in one motion that had them both crying out. Hiccup hated himself for a second as all he saw was a blonde woman, knowing Astrid's body type was much slimmer and she was shorter than Cami but his brain wasn't being rational.

Then he dragged himself back to the moment, gripping Cami's soft, pillowy hips and thrusting lazily a few times to hear her get more worked up, not going for it properly until she begged properly. She felt pretty fucking spectacular and Hiccup knew it had been too long, savouring the warmth, the slick slide in and out that drove them both to a rapid peak, pretty much just taking the edge off as Hiccup ditched the condom and wiped himself off.

"Five minutes, then you can get back to the foreplay."

"Five minutes?"

"I'm real sensitive right after I come, you go down there now and it'll hurt."

There was no awkwardness, and with Cami no allusions - she was straight to the point. Hiccup drank some water, feeling sweat cool on his body until Cami not-so-subtly sat on his face, leaning down to lick the tip of his still-soft cock though he still groaned at the feeling. Grabbing handfuls of soft thighs, Hiccup returned the favour and licked her clit, pulling her down for more when he found the right spot she moaned loudest at, enjoying the vibrations around his hardening cock.

Gods-knows how many times Cami had them both coming, but Hiccup realised by midnight he was hurting all over. He felt utterly drained but kept going since he was already inside her, watching Cami thrash and writhe through the climax and closing his eyes, biting his lip and seeing Astrid's face flash across his vision as he came in excruciating bliss.

"Damn Haddock, more stamina than I thought. Sorry about... that."

At some point between fucks, Cami had bitten him and Hiccup could feel the bruise forming, see the reddened mark there.

"It'll heal. I need to go... you got any coffee?"

He was not calling his mother to collect him because of sexual exhaustion.

"I'll drive you if we can get your bike in my mom's truck bed. Might stop for fried chicken though, fuck I'm hungry."

Cami drove him home, Hiccup and she carefully lowering his pride and joy from the truck bed and he wheeled it in, trying to be as quiet as he could.

"Tonight was great. Let me know if you want a repeat Haddock."

Cami left just as quick with a wink, leaving a well and truly fucked Hiccup to stumble into his home, barely getting his clothes off before he collapsed into bed. His alarm was the worst sound in the world, compounded by the thought as he showered and fingered the hickey on his collarbone that he had Astrid's class that day. And despite the fact his junk felt a little... abused, Hiccup didn't want Astrid any less than he did yesterday.

Plan; get laid. Failure

His mother gently enquired about his night (he lied. Alot) chuckling at his sleepiness and helping by making the coffee she detested while he spooned porridge in the general direction of his face. Sufficiently alive to ride to work, Hiccup hugged his mother goodbye.

"Don't feel you have to come to me after work. If you're too tired, come home and sleep son."

"I'll see if I get a second wind. Bye mom! Bye Toothless!"

Speeding along on his baby, Hiccup did his best to focus only on work that morning. Astrid's class was after lunch, and he was starting to ease off on the stress now he was back in routine. Until she came into the room, and his still-a-little-sore cock twitched at the sight of her.

Scratch that. Plan; get laid. Worse!

Seperating the class into those who hadn't done the task before, Hiccup reached up to scratch the side of his neck absentmindedly before he took the ten wwho hadn't last time through to the work room.

"Is that a hickey? Way to go Haddock!"

Hiccup was going to kill Eret. Every eye turned to him, finding the purpling bruise on his skin. He could handle banter, jokes and light hearted ribbing.

But Astrid's crushed look was an iron fist of guilt around his stomach.

-HTTYD-

Oh look, more updating from your local (or not) insomniac smut peddler.

All Hiccup chapter doesn't mean all Astrid next. It might be, I haven't wrote it yet but there's no special half and half to this thing anymore. It's just chaos! Fun, fun chaos.