DyingSunlight - I wonder who you could possibly be referring to? I confirm nor deny anything about the future of this story.
YaAz97 - well, thanks for taking the time to review! Glad you enjoy the chapter
CajunBear73 - guess we'll see how well they do!
FuntasticMe - I like that. I am the Pervcup champion! *holds up penis shaped trophy*
Anonymous Noob the 2nd - the zoo? I assume you mean the animal place Valka works at?
BrawlerGamer - yep, don't forget as of right now Hiccup and Astrid are still willfully pretending they can just keep it as sex even if they both feel it's more. And correct, Hiccup has his legs but one's injured. And your saying you had to take a breather cracked me up! I hope I didn't break you.
And finally, a note from your author.
I know canonically Astrid was more jealous, but I find jealousy really cringy and rarely write it. This chapter will feature some sort of Domcup and Sasstrid stuff... well, that's the aim. I might suck at it.
-HTTYD-
"Ok. So... how was he?"
Catching up on homework with Heather, she and her friend were stretched out across her bed with a six pack of beers and some leftover banana bread between them. Not enough to get either of them drunk, but a good way to end a very interesting week before they went back to college the next day.
"How was who?"
Astrid knew that was a poor attempt at diverting Heather, but she didn't have the energy; Hiccup was over at Cami's and Astrid wasn't sure how she felt about it. They weren't dating, she held no monopoly and she wasn't sure it was jealousy. Perhaps it was annoyance that Cami and Hiccup didn't have to be a secret.
"You know. Haddock."
Sighing, Astrid finished the labels on her engine diagram, moved the work to one side and flopped onto her back.
"Amazing. I have never had sex like it, and the way he kisses me... Mmm."
Heather listened rapturously, as she always did when they talked about boys. Even if she didn't approve at all that Astrid was having sex with her professor.
"I never had him pegged as a wild one."
"Oh, he was. Three times Friday night, then again in the morning. I could hardly walk yesterday, but damn worth it."
"Gods, I'm not gonna be able to look him in the eye tomorrow."
Astrid's phone vibrated, hurriedly covering her screen so Heather couldn't see the full length nude picture of Hiccup. He looked semi-protesting, and the text underneath said "Enjoy! Love, Cami x"
"What?"
"His uh, friend sent me something."
Heather took a minute to click, unfortunately halfway through a swig of beer when she did and spat it over herself.
"He's banging someone else? Damn he gets around."
"She's pretty cool actually."
"Can I see?"
Astrid curled away from Heather's prying eyes, shielding her phone.
"No! That's invading his privacy. And you really want to go to class tomorrow with that in your head?"
Heather recoiled, cringing as she wiped herself down and huffed.
"Fair point. Got a spare shirt?"
Astrid tossed Heather a comfortable jumper, which she pulled on after stripping off her beer-covered t-shirt. Astrid threw it in the laundry; she was doing a wash tomorrow, and it saved Heather carrying it home.
"Not quite as exciting as your sex-capades, but... Justin held my hand yesterday. That means I don't scare him right?"
"I guess so. We'll stop off at the shopping centre tomorrow, get you some good walking shoes."
"Will that stop my feet hurting?"
"Yep."
Heather brightened, and Astrid was genuinely happy things were sort of moving forward for her and Justin. He seemed like a sweet guy, and her friend was utterly smitten.
"Then I wholeheartedly agree. You have to promise me something though Astrid."
"About your shoes?"
"No! About Haddock."
Astrid frowned, but nodded.
"What?"
"You gotta stay away from him. At college I mean. I'm sure he has the most amazing dick in the world, but you will get caught and he will get sacked. Maybe even arrested."
"I'm a grownup!"
"But he's your teacher. Abuse of trusted position and all that, you could ruin his entire teaching career for a little thrill."
Grumbling, Astrid had to concede her point. Even if she didn't like it. Even though she really wanted him to bend her over his desk and-
"Astrid! Do you promise?"
"I promise."
Heather nodded, then leant back and cracked open her third beer. Astrid had only drunk one; she was still high off the time with Hiccup, didn't want anything to interfere with how she was feeling. She did pop some banana bread in her mouth, humming happily at the taste and texture.
Her phone buzzed again, an apology from Hiccup for what Cami sent her. Astrid buzzed back with an "I liked it, thank her for me" and resumed her homework. It was getting late and she was tired, but the busy weekend meant she had to catch up on coursework. Mechanics, done. Psychology, done. Astrid looked at her English essay, and decided to do it at lunch the next day.
Odin knows she would need a distraction. And 'Lady' Mala could stick it if Astrid's essay sucked. She had a near flawless track record in English, one bad essay wouldn't tank it.
Managing to kick a slightly tipsy (she must be tired, she wasn't usually a lightweight) Heather out, Astrid made sure her bag and outfit were set out for the next day, then crawled into bed and awaited the 'goodnight' text she was shamefully reliant on to fall asleep smiling.
Hiccup didn't disappoint.
"You volunteering tomorrow?"
"I'm certainly free to."
"Good. Wear a skirt."
"Feeling bossy are we?"
"You have no idea. Now go to sleep. Teachers orders."
"Mmm, I like this a little bit. Don't think I'll do as I'm told all the time."
"I'm counting on it."
Grinning to herself, Astrid got up and added a skirt to her clothes for the next day. Climbing back into bed, she had a minute of loneliness, missing Hiccup's octopus-like cuddle as they slept next to each other Friday night. He was tactile and she enjoyed it far more than she expected to, shivering as she remembered the way he randomly ran fingers along her neck, through her hair before wrapping an arm across her waist.
Hiccup texted her the next morning before she was in his class, and the tone sent a shiver through her. He was surprisingly good at this game they had created with Astrid's joking talk of spanking.
"Already disobeying me?"
"Skirt is in my bag, you said no tempting you during class remember."
"It had better be."
Gods, she already wanted to go mount him, but she had a budding hope that he was planning something that night. She could wait. Maybe. The professor seemed remarkably calm and unaffected, but Astrid felt his fiery, intense stare warming her skin when everyone was working on their diagrams. She caught the smirk at the side of his mouth when he caught her squirming in her seat, the residual ache between her thighs not dissauding her arousal for a second. She didn't care if it hurt; she just wanted more of him.
It was almost more than she could do to let Heather drag her out of the classroom when their period was over, knowing she needed to be sensible but gods it was hard when Hiccup was sat there all sweet and sexy and tempting. Astrid really hoped that desk in his little hideaway could take her weight, as that may be her only chance to get fucked over a desk by her teacher.
When had the fact he was her teacher gone from being an annoyance to actively turning her on?
Heather and she went to buy her new walking boots, then Astrid got dropped by the Nature Centre and headed in. As she quickly discovered even in his baggy work clothes covered in chicken feathers, Hiccup made her feel hot inside.
"You're late."
He joked, raking his eyes down her body while they were alone for a minute - Valka was over by the sheep pen with some visitors. Lust simmered in her gut as his eyes darkened.
"Had to take Heather to buy walking shoes before she hurt herself dog-hiking with Justin."
"Ah. Well, you missed me clearing out the chicken coops to re-bed them."
"Is that why you look like a cartoon attempt at camouflage?"
Hiccup nodded with a half-assed grin, keeping his distance so it looked less inappropriate to Valka's eyes where she was obviously keeping watch on them.
"Yep. But so will you, I was about to start on the ducks. Come along."
Nobody else would have some kind of pseudo-date with their teacher shovelling duck bedding and trying to lay down straw while a duck tried to eat them. And yet... Astrid really enjoyed it. Hiccup was so light and carefree there where his mother worked; she had noticed he always seemed tense by morning and again come afternoon before, when he hadn't been at the Nature Centre very often. As Valka said - animals are good for the soul. She could see that in Hiccup easily.
"Did you always live with your mom?"
His body tensed for a second, making Astrid panic she had crossed a line he didn't want to talk about.
"No. The first time me and you saw each other here was the day I moved in with her. Before that, I lived with my dad and spent all my free time working in his repair shop."
"And you didn't enjoy that?"
Hiccup tied the refuse sack, tossing it onto the pile that some garden centre collected to put on compost heaps.
"I did. I just... I didn't enjoy working for my dad. Nothing I ever did was good enough, and I hardly ever saw my mom. I love mechanics, I love the way everything has a way of fitting together in perfect harmony" Astrid's stomach was full of butterflies watching him be so animated; he was so enthusiastic all of a sudden "but I love it here too. The animals don't care if I can even fix a toaster, they just want care and love. And I love spending time with my mom."
Astrid didn't point out Valka had been listening in for the last minute or so, smiling lovingly at her son. They were very similar people, and Hiccup clearly adored her. Astrid felt almost crippled by guilt as she realised she was a cause of Hiccup lying to his mother. She was potentially putting that familial relationship at risk for the sake of sex.
Really, really good sex.
"Astrid? You alive in there?"
Hiccup snapped his fingers in front of her face, jerking Astrid out of her thoughts and finding both he and Valka looking at her in concern. Their expressions were near-identical.
"Sorry, spaced out for a second. What next?"
"Dealer's choice. You want rabbits or sheep?"
Hiccup was still looking at her oddly, but Astrid didn't want him worrying.
"Rabbits. That sheep looks at me funny."
"I think he wants to eat your hair."
Chuckling to himself, the idiot took no notice of Astrid's glare.
"Are you saying my hair looks like straw?"
Hiccup's face became pure panic.
"Nope! No! Your hair is um very nice and I'll be in the sheep pen shutting up right now."
He jogged off, his limp not very noticeable that day. Astrid burst out laughing, loving his blatant terror of accidentally upsetting her despite his self-assured stance earlier that day. Valka herself was chuckling, though Astrid saw her expression clear when she realised the atmosphere between Hiccup and Astrid wasn't dulling at all.
"I didn't mean to scare him... I'll be in rabbits."
She skittered off toward the storeroom full of bedding, gasping in surprise when a lean body pressed against her back. Hiccup's mouth pressed to her jaw, his hand on her waist threatening to dip beneath her waistband even as he leant past her for the sheep sized bale.
"It should be criminal to be so hot even when being savagely attacked by a duck. How do you do it?"
Astrid could only bite her lip, trying not to moan as his fingers brushed bare skin lest they be caught. Her knees shook when she felt him, erection digging into her ass like he had any right to be tempting her so much when his mother was probably dangerously close to them. She felt him shift, probably checking behind them before he dragged his mouth up her neck to whisper in her ear.
"Don't forget. Skirt."
Then he was gone, and Astrid felt shaky and hot and flustered. How fucking dare he have that much effect on her. Grabbing rabbit sawdust packets, Astrid forced herself to pay attention to the job. Otherwise there would be many jokes to be made about she and Hiccup at it like rabbits, because she would lock him in a store room. With her. For a long time.
Valka watched them both curiously, but either she was ignorant or Astrid was better at hiding her arousal than she expected. Because she still felt weak in the knees and Hiccup's kiss was still burning on her skin, but those big doe eyes didn't show anything more than her usual suspicion. Astrid and Hiccup were even working seperately. Practically innocent really.
"Astrid?"
"One sec..." she managed to wrangle Tufty (for his faux hawk fur) back in his hutch "yep?"
Valka was leant against the wall, mostly watching where Hiccup was knelt on the grass petting one of the younger sheep.
"What did you ask him? Earlier?"
"Oh. Uh. I asked if he had always lived with you, he said it was a recent thing. I was just curious because he had never been here when I was before but now he's here like, every day. Why?"
The older woman hummed, smiling over at her son.
"I had never heard him speak like that."
Unsure what to say, Astrid went with vague and somewhat dishonest.
"Me either, but then I don't know him that well."
Astrid knew things Valka would never know about her son; like the sensitive spot just behind his ear that Astrid enjoyed rubbing her thumb over to win soft sounds from his throat. Or the way he arched his back like a cat when Astrid dragged her nails over his spine gently.
But she supposed she didn't truly know him just yet. Astrid was growing ever more certain she wanted to though.
"He's happier now. He smiles more than he used to."
"I know."
Valka raised an eyebrow, as though Astrid couldn't know that at all.
"I see him three times a week for class. He used to always look kinda down in the mornings, and resigned come end of the day. Now usually, the worst he is is tired."
"Of course. You pay more attention to him than most.
You have no idea.
"I guess I do. Did you uh, need something else or can I get rid of this rabbit crap?"
Valka shook her head and Astrid escaped, guilt resurging as she watched the woman be happy Hiccup was happy. Astrid wasn't naive, she knew that his home situation was probably far more influential in his good moods, but she reckoned their hot night together was a little bit helpful.
The secrecy weighed on her at times; they had agreed to erase their text histories daily so there was never a trail left behind. She could tell nobody, though she did tell Heather. Hiccup had Cami; Astrid needed someone to vent to about it herself.
Hiccup brought new meaning to 'roll in the hay' when he caught her in the straw room again, settling neatly between her thighs as she was leant against the scratchy bales as he kissed her. He seemed intent on keeping Astrid from calming down completely, regardless of the risks of getting caught. His erection pulsed against her thigh even through their clothes, panting breaths heating the air between their faces when they pulled apart to breathe.
"Gods, you have this... this effect on me Astrid."
A joyful child's squeal nearby reminded them where they were, Hiccup letting her stand back up but his hungry eyes fixed on her heaving chest. This was only the first day they had to be around each other and it was already proving challenging.
"So, ready to come help bed the young owls?"
That was quite a change of subject, but Astrid knew it was necessary before Valka caught them closer than they ought to be.
"Cute fluffy birds? Lead the way."
Valka was already there, Cloudjumper perched right next to her with beady eyes on the noisy little hooters. Drago, a huge, black grumpy owl with scars and missing feathers from picking fights, watched them balefully. He couldn't fly much anymore with a wing that had been badly broken, only alive because Valka found him and brought him in. He still wasn't particularly grateful about it, still bit and ruffled and flapped his wings angrily, but... Hiccup swore he could bring him round.
"These guys are all so cute! I don't know how you get anything else done some days."
Valka smiled, getting her face rubbed by downy wings of a squealing baby owl.
"They are. But... Gothi and Cloudjumper take good care of all their fellow birds, so I'm happy they'll be safe when I'm taking care of the other animals."
Hiccup helped her handle the very smallest, Astrid handling the less fragile juveniles as they were tucked up warm for the night to stay warm. Those who didn't have mothers to nest with, that was.
Astrid changed into the promised skirt, putting shorts on underneath because she didn't fancy flashing her ass for anyone behind the bike. Hiccup's eyes lit up when he saw it, something predatory in his face as he pulled on his leather gloves and Astrid felt herself grow wet already.
"Your mom gone?"
"Yeah but Sven and a few others are around, so let's get out of here."
She followed eagerly, feeling the throb of arousal building as Hiccup held out her helmet, the bike vibrating beneath them as he started 'her' up. They had a couple of favourite spots to hide in the dark, to kiss where they couldn't be caught but Astrid knew tonight was more, when Hiccup kissed her hungrily and hiked up her skirt to rub her clit. Even through her clothes, Astrid quaked. He bit her lip, then breathed hotly against her ear.
"Tell me... where do you get off on being so exquisitely fuckable?"
Astrid had never been so aroused in her life, already dangerously close to coming from just his voice and his fingers. He kept stroking her firmly, no hint of his usual tenderness and fuck, she loved it. Still, he couldn't be allowed to know that...
"Probably the same as you. Giving me all those looks in class, knowing I wanted you and playing the game anyway."
"You got a great ass and a smart mouth. How could I resist?"
Her legs could barely hold her up, the smug git noticing and reaching around to grab a handful of her ass and helping Astrid stay vertical.
"You coulda been putting this smart mouth to better use for months, but you had to be all good and responsible."
Hiccup growled, fingers stopping just before she reached the peak and Astrid whined in protest. She didn't care they were outside and if someone was passing they would hear her needy and desperate; she needed it.
"Turn around."
Astrid smirked, determined to resist just a little, to see if he would get rougher because she was loving this side of him.
"Why should I?"
"Because I'm going to make you want to scream while you can't make a sound."
Hiccup turned her around by force, though he didn't shove her hard enough to hurt her face. His hands were still gloved as they reached under her skirt, skimming her thighs and ass as he pulled her shorts down and cold night air reached sensitive skin. How the Hel did this guy know Astrid had wanted this, fantasized of this exact moment for months?
He moved away and she heard him grunt, leathers creaking and the sound of a foil tearing sending lightning through every nerve ending. Hiccup pressed back against her, hands soft and gentle for a second as he nuzzled the back of her neck.
"Are you ok?"
She was losing her mind and he was checking on her? Damn, he was too damn perfect.
"I will be if you keep going."
"I'm gonna cover your mouth so nobody finds us, because you're loud and it's hot but not stealthy. Let me know you can breathe ok?"
"Mhmm."
Astrid was now absolutely convinced he could read her mind, giving her everything she wanted without her saying a word. His gloved hand covered her mouth and Astrid drew in a breath, then nodded and pushed back against him, begging for more. Hiccup didn't waste time, kicking her legs wider apart and using his free hand to pull her hips into a better angle before filling her at last. It was obscenely good and Astrid barely lasted a dozen thrusts before the constant teasing torture caught up with her and she exploded around him, cries muffled in his palm.
Hiccup waited and let her breathe freely for about thirty seconds, but that was all the reprieve she got before he went back to taking her apart piece by beautiful piece. His leathers were cold and unforgiving on the back of her thighs, his pace blistering and Astrid could do naught but take it, fingers attempting to find purchase on the wall but there was nothing. Nothing but waves of molten pleasure rushing through her, Hiccup's feral grunts in her ear and the brutal, bruising grip of his fingers on her hip.
The bastard stopped, pulling out and turning her around. Astrid could only growl in complaint but Hiccup shushed her.
"I wanna see your face when I come."
He lifted her with ease, back inside her before Astrid could process it, eyes catching a hint of moonlight so they could just about see each other in the shadows. His rhythm slowed slightly, savouring it but Astrid found it didn't dull the intensity at all, her body wracking with tremors again as Hiccup pushed them both to a shattering climax. He kissed her, swallowing her moans of pleasure before letting out low groans of his own, staying deep inside her for a minute as they gasped through the rush.
Astrid's legs were shaking as he gently let her back down, nuzzling at her cheek and kissing her with a tenderness that didn't seem to belong to the same guy who shoved her into a wall and fucked her.
"Are you ok?"
"Mhmm. That was... yep, that was the hottest thing to ever happen to me."
"Seriously?"
His gloves gone, Hiccup was rubbing her cheeks softly where Astrid hoped there wasn't a hand print mark across her mouth.
"You don't know how many times I wanted this... Hel, dreamt of it happening. Gold star for you professor."
His phone started vibrating in his pocket, disturbing the moment as he mimed a 'shh' at Astrid, then answered it.
"Hey mom. No, Astrid's back home, but I think I got an oil leak... No, you don't need to come get me. If I can't fix it, I'll call Cami. She can pick up my bike and drive me to work tomorrow if I can't fix her. I'll text you if that's what happens but I gotta go, save my battery. Love you. Bye."
He hung up, face a confusing mix of emotions.
"I don't like lying to her" Astrid's heart squeezed guiltily, hating that she was the cause "but I'm not gonna give this up because of rules. Sanity certainly didn't lead us here. You ok to get on the bike again?"
Astrid nodded, glad she packed spare underwear and shorts just in case as she picked up the discarded ones and put on the fresh. Hiccup kissed her again, hands cupping her face and each insistent press of his lips sending something warm and pleasant trickling down her spine. He fixed her with a deep stare, green eyes almost black in the dark.
"You're so beautiful. I need to draw you sometime."
Beginning to recover her sensibilities again, Astrid winked.
"Let me know when you want me to pose for you."
-HTTYD-
You may or may not know this about me, depending how much of my other work you've read in the past... but I have bad habits of making almost entire chapters entirely shameless porn. Like this one.