Anonymous Noob the 2nd - with regards to this story, requests are more if you had a particular scenario I can work in without necessarily changing the story itself. The actual events of it are already pre-written. The fillers in between, I can change.

FuntasticMe - oh aye, I realise Astrid and Camicazi are the same person really, but I can't deny I have a thing for all-female cultures, so Cami and her Bog-Burglar tribe appealed to me so she had to show up. And I guessed it was you!

YaAz97 - you don't have to review every chapter, but obviously I wholly appreciate every time someone makes the effort! Glad you enjoyed the last chapter.

This story has bit 5,000 views in just shy of a week. That is crazy!

-HTTYD-

"What are you doing?"

Hiccup turned to see a half-asleep Astrid peering up at him from the bed, blankets messily pooled around her where Hiccup had vacated the bed.

"Texting Cami and my mother, because they both want to know where I am."

"Your mom thinks you're with Cami and Cami wants to know if she's still covering for you?"

"Exactly."

Astrid rinsed her mouth with the bottle of mouthwash Hiccup had brought, spat it out of the doorway and returned to the bed, shivering.

"You alright?"

"Cold."

She looked up at him hopefully, so Hiccup finished typing, sent his texts and crawled back into bed with her. Astrid wrapped herself around him, kissing him greedily.

"How cold are you?"

Astrid hummed against his mouth, smirking.

"Suddenly not cold at all."

He slipped her jumper off, finding the skin beneath pleasantly warm and kissing the bruise on her shoulder.

"Sorry I bit you."

"Don't be, I liked it. Nothing visible though."

Hiccup bit back a sigh; they were a secret.

"Obviously."

Astrid unbuttoned his fleece-lined shirt, pushing it off his narrow frame and making appreciative sounds as she ran hands down his chest. Her hands weren't smooth but her touch was gentle, and now he was looking properly he could see little scars dotted around her gorgeous body. She had said something last night about scars, right before she touched his with no hint of disgust, only curiosity and desire.

"You up for this? If you're sore, tell me."

"What you saying Haddock?"

Her pretty little pout was tilted at one side in a teasing half smirk, but Hiccup wanted to be sure - they'd had sex three times last night, and that was usually Cami's limit.

"That I don't want to hurt you, and I never want someone to pretend they aren't hurting for me."

Her face softened, easing Hiccup's concern that he had offended her.

"I'm fine , but thank you for asking."

They kissed and groped and wriggled their way out of clothes, Astrid's slim fingers wrapping around his swollen cock and drawing a needy whimper from Hiccup. She took the condom from his hand, tore the foil and rolled it over him with nimble fingers before laying back, unashamed of her body and it was the sexiest thing. Hiccup wasted little time slotting between her spread thighs, loving the way her hips rolled up when his cock brushed against her.

Her face displayed the most dizzying array of beautiful emotions as he penetrated her, back arching and uttering soft moans. Gods, Astrid fit him perfectly, welcomed him inside her like he belonged there and Hiccup was fast becoming addicted to that sensation.

"Uhh, you feel so good Hiccup."

He had always hated his name but it sounded amazing on her tongue, this beautiful goddess calling out for him. Astrid was apparently quite taken with his stupidly disobedient, messy hair and constantly had her hands buried in it, mussing it up even further as her fingers tangled in it. Hiccup sped up his hips a little, thrilling in Astrid's responsiveness as she thrashed and whined.

Cupping and squeezing her breast increased her pleasure, if her choking, half-strangled cries were anything to go by, followed by the hottest, most sinful sounds when he pinched her nipple. Astrid's thighs were tight on his hips, trembling with every thrust and he knew she was close, Hiccup needing to make her come first before he lost his mind in the wet heat of her body.

"Close... fuck, bite me again."

Astrid seemed set on being covered in bruises from their stolen night together, turning her head to the side and baring her smooth neck and unblemished shoulder to him. He wasn't so far gone as to actually bite her throat, much as he wanted to see a reminder of him on her skin. Biting at her shoulder had the desired effect as Astrid's muscles spasmed around his cock, body jerking in a beautiful response to pleasure that soon had Hiccup following her to Valhalla's bliss.

He hated pulling out, but knew he risked losing the condom and made himself be responsible about something as he disregarded rules and regulations to be there with Astrid. They both basked in the afterglow together, sweaty and spent but Astrid was grinning.

"You hungry?"

"I could eat."

"Me too."

Protein bars, jerky and what Hiccup knew was Astrid's favourite snack - chocolate coated fruit and nuts - served to sustain them, and Astrid even commended him for choosing filling foods that needed no preparation.

"I gotta go sneaking through the fields, do me a favour and put these on while I'm gone."

Astrid chucked his leather trousers at him, confusing Hiccup greatly as she quickly dressed to cross the field for a bathroom. He put them on, perched awkwardly on the bed and looked at the time. They really should get going soon, but it was tough to acknowledge that things would be different when they left, this little sanctuary where they couldn't get caught a powerful lure.

When Astrid returned, seeing him in just his boxers and riding trousers, her face took on a predatory, feral expression.

"Why am I wearing just these again?"

"Because I've been dying to give you head while you wear them, and now's my best chance."

Hiccup could only blink in surprise (girls really wanted to do that?) as Astrid ditched her top, half naked and beautiful as she kissed him, reaching down into his boxers to squeeze his cock and stroke him to firmness. It didn't take much for him to be pulsing hot and hard in her hand, boxers pulled down out of her way as hot, open mouthed kisses paved her journey down his body.

Those bewitching blue eyes peeked up at him through her eyelashes as Astrid dragged her tongue up the underside of his cock, only letting the head into her mouth to tease him as her hands rested on his leather-clad thighs. Slowly taking more of him in, Astrid's cheeks hollowed as she sucked harder, using her tongue on each upstroke and humming to herself as though she were enjoying a delicious treat.

If the physical act itself wasn't enough Astrid's bare breasts, nipples pebbled from the cold air were clearly visible when he looked down to watch her suck him off. She was just... insanely perfect. Hiccup couldn't believe he had ever thought he could settle for just looking, now he knew how completely enchanting she was.

One hand came to stroke his shaft where Astrid couldn't take him all the way down, squeezing the base as she sucked him, circled her tongue around the head and it felt sublime. Hiccup gripped the edge of the bed, knuckles turning white as pleasure overwhelmed him.

"Gonna... fuck, gonna come Astrid."

He gasped out, not knowing if she was willing to let him finish in her mouth. Astrid didn't move, staying firmly attached and Hiccup couldn't hold back any longer. Spilling with a choked cry, Astrid swallowed him down without hesitation, hot as fuck as she smirked up at him around his cock when she tongued him clean until he whined with the hypersensitive touches. His softening cock slid from her swollen, shining lips and she stood up, breasts swaying at eye level and his spent cock twitched.

"Mmm, that was great."

"The uh, pleasure was all mine."

Astrid winked, straddling his lap.

"I wholeheartedly disagree, I loved it."

Raising an eyebrow, Hiccup couldn't believe that.

"Seriously?"

"I can prove it."

Astrid grabbed his hand, pushing it down beneath her waistband and he found her wet, blatantly aroused. She bit her lip, moaning softly when Hiccup pressed his fingers against her more firmly, stroking her hot little clit. He was still in disbelief until she came only a few minutes later, quaking in his arms and letting out sweet, erotic sounds Hiccup felt sure would be ringing in his ears for a long time to come.

"Never thought I would want to stay in a barn for several more days."

Hiccup couldn't help but agree, but they both knew life wouldn't wait forever.

"Me too, but we have to leave some time. And I know for a fact you haven't done your homework for my class."

"Jackass."

They shared a chuckle, then Astrid leant in and kissed him deeply. Hiccup knew the flavour in her mouth was his own ejaculate, but watching her swallow his come had been so hot he didn't care. He placed his hands on her waist, making the most of what they both knew was a kiss goodbye before they had to go.

Cleaning up and redressing, Astrid helped tidy up the signs of life in the little hideaway, then they stepped out into the sunlight outside. It felt strange to be going back to reality, where they had to behave like nothing had happened. Hiccup had to pretend he didn't know how Astrid sounded when she was in the throes of passion, didn't know she was so beautifully responsive to his touch.

Packing their stuff into his saddlebags, they kissed again, soft and intimate and far more intense than it had any right being. Then it was helmets on, kicking up his bike and they were back on the road to normality. He dropped her off one street over from her home, both agreeing it would be foolish to have him pulling up by her house. Astrid took off her helmet, threw him a coy smile and grabbed her stuff before vanishing down the alleyway that would cut through to her street.

Hiccup continued on home, knowing his mother would have gone to work by now and so wouldn't see him still dopey and satisfied from the night with Astrid. Or Cami, as she thought it was. Stripping out of his riding stuff, Hiccup sent Cami a text to say he was back and thanking her for being his cover, then jumped in the shower. Washing Astrid off his skin was not appealing, but Hiccup couldn't bring himself to go join his mom at work until he showered.

He had two texts when he got out, towel wrapped around his waist and hair a humid, steamed up mess. One was from Cami, simply saying "hope you had some spectacular sex! Don't get caught!" to which he rolled his eyes but smiled fondly at. The other was from Astrid, a picture of her topless but holding a blanket or something over her chest, her face a cheeky wink as she exposed the bite-bruises on her shoulders. He shouldn't keep it. He should delete such proof.

Hiccup saved the picture.

"Not helping, I've got to go to work now and my mother will probably be suspicious of my good mood."

"What's got you in such a good mood then?"

"A cheeky and terribly naughty student."

Astrid took a minute to formulate her answer, leaving Hiccup trying to get his boxers on over his erection thanks to Astrid's photo.

"Maybe you should spank them."

Hiccup couldn't help it; he blushed. Astrid had such a way of getting under his skin.

"Don't tempt me."

"You realise saying that to me only encourages me to do the opposite, and now my goal is to make you take me over your knee?"

Gods, Hiccup was so fucked.

Pleasantly sore and satisfied, Astrid collapsed on her bed when she got home, thankful her mother was out at work so she wouldn't suspect Astrid's far too happy mood for a simple sleepover. She had half a dozen texts from Heather, the last one an ask for her to take a shift at the Berserk Bakery at midday so Heather could go out with Justin.

It was ten now, so she had time to shower and get there. And she did owe Heather for keeping her secret so Astrid could go get fucked dumb by her teacher.

"I'll be there. Better go shower."

"Yes, you dirty whore "

"Love you too babe. Just because Justin doesn't put out... if you need me to cover for you to go screw him silly you know I will!"

"Some of us are into a thing called taking it slow."

Astrid laughed, knowing Heather was every bit as hot for Justin as she was for Hiccup and her comment was in jest.

"We had months of foreplay with eye-sexing. I can only wait so long."

Heather eventually shooed her off over text to get ready to cover her shift, but Astrid had a flash of mischief and snapped a picture showing off the bruises on her shoulders to send to Hiccup. He would probably have to delete it, but his replies showed he definitely liked it.

Then he sent one back, going so far as to say he thought it hugely immature but Astrid nearly salivated at the image of his erection with his hand wrapped tight around it. Apparently her playful talk had him all worked up...

"I'd offer you a hand but I have to go get ready to make some bread and play with cupcakes."

"I get to play with animals. I win."

Astrid left him to ah, take matters into his own hands as she hopped in the shower, mindful to wear a tshirt with a collar that would cover the bruise on the back of her neck. Luckily it was able to be hidden, so she could stop worrying it would be spotted as she dressed, feeling the delicious ache inside her from Hiccup. She crammed a peanut butter sandwich in her mouth, then set off for the bakery.

No longer brimming with sexual frustration, Astrid had to put real energy into what she was doing and tried to lose herself in the work. It sort of helped, but her brain still liked to relive the time with Hiccup constantly and it led to several inappropriate shapes iced onto cakes that Astrid had to be careful not to put out on display. Heather's mom would find it hilarious, then kill her.

Going home with a box of banana bread and the inappropriate cupcakes, Astrid found a message from Hiccup waiting on her phone.

"We got lucky. My bike has just started throwing a tantrum, but at least it didn't happen on me last night or this morning."

"Is your Night Fury going to be alright?"

"Should be. I'm gonna spend tomorrow working on her."

"Her?"

"You would rather I spent all my time straddling a him?"

Astrid snorted, licking icing off a chocolate cupcake.

"You might be adventurous and swing both ways. I don't judge."

"Sorry to burst your imaginative bubble, but I'm about 99% heterosexual. And 1% gay for the man who designed the model of motorcycle I ride."

She burst out laughing at the extent of his love for the motorcycle, grinning stupidly to herself and only panicking slightly when her mother came in to investigate the source of her amusement.

"Just a text I got. Banana bread?"

Her mother was thankfully distracted by the treat, wandering off and Astrid felt guilty for having little time for her mother lately; she had spent much of her free time at the Nature Centre to see Hiccup, the rest of her time taken up by college or work. Resolving to spend her Sunday helping at her mom's store to see her, Astrid resumed winding up her professor over text.

As promised to herself, Astrid left Hiccup to work on his 'baby' so it would be working for him to get to work on Monday, taking herself off to help her mom for the day. The next week would be a fresh level of torture, now Astrid knew what it was to feel their bodies tangle together in all manner of pleasurable, intimate ways and yet had to behave as though he was just her teacher. It was going to totally blow.

-HTTYD-

Pervstrid and... what do we call pervy Hiccup? Pervcup sounds like a trophy for being a creeper... anyway, yes. Lots of pervy Hiccstrid stuff. It's so funny to write.