DyingSunlight - he does! Regularly! But I have the feeling you were asking for a more written confirmation...
BrawlerGamer - I have no problem with that! I'm not surprised by people having a problem with incest ships, my issue is the ones saying homosexuality is disgusting... Because its just cringy to witness, especially if those people are enjoying this after telling me to get raped and murdered just because I like dick. anyway, I'm ranting! (to your second review... does it take that long? haha! I will give the phone sex a go next chapter but be warned I have never written it before)
Kaitou Luminous - you got that in just in time, I wasn't going to write that but here you go!
FuntasticMe - I hate weddings too!
Ok, this epilogue chapter is now a mix of requests and what I was already planning. Line break also a time jump. On we roll!
-HTTYD-
"I. Feel. Huge!"
Hiccup looked over at his wife, spread out on the corner sofa cradling her heavy bump.
"You do not look huge."
"I will hurt you."
He bravely approached, ready to protect his vital organs at any moment.
"Astrid, you're six months pregnant with twins. And getting more beautiful by the day."
She growled, but let him touch the swollen bump of her belly.
"I'm fat, I'm bored and I'm craving weird food all the time. This is not beautiful."
The problem with being a mechanic, Astrid said at least twice a day, was that once she was unable to bend over a car and look at an engine, she was effectively unable to work. Stoick was naturally the worlds most understanding boss - Astrid was carrying his grandchildren - but it had rendered a usually active woman unable to see her feet by five months.
But Hiccup loved her more every day. Their babies - tiny people created by them and their love - rested securely inside Astrid's belly, waiting and growing until they were big enough to come out and meet them. There was a rapid knock at the door, which Hiccup leapt up to get.
"Brother!"
Dagur grabbed him in a bear hug, swinging Hiccup around in the air.
"Hey Dagur. Hows the boyfriend?"
"I have news! Where's little sis?"
"Through here, come on in."
Dagur bounded along, saw Astrid sprawled out and dived into the nearest seat, grabbing her feet and slinging them comfortably across his lap.
"You look amazing Astrid! Gods, when Heather was pregnant with Grant she looked like a murderous bear all the time."
"I'm gonna tell her you said that. I heard you have news, tell me! Distract me from the fact I look like I ate a dragon."
"Well... I proposed to Al. He said yes!"
"That's so great! Oh I'm so happy for you carrot top!"
Dagur had already mastered the art of lifting Astrid up, managing to haul her over into his lap and the two hugged.
"Aren't I here so you can go to work?"
"Oh! Yes! Good point. I will see you both later, and congratulations on the engagement."
Hiccup leant down and kissed his wife, who smiled happily at him. Dagur then puckered his lips, to which Hiccup jokingly pecked a kiss on - he had long gotten used to the redheads unique affection. Astrid laughed at them both, then waved Hiccup off. He climbed into his leathers and hopped on his bike, zipping off to work.
"Hiccup! How's the wife? Ready to leave you for a real man?"
"Morning to you too Ryker, and Astrid is brilliant. Bored but brilliant."
"Ah yes, your wife is what, six months along now?"
Viggo quizzed, checking he hadn't missed a spot shaving that morning around his shaped goatee.
"Yep. So I need to finish designing and building this bike so I can put in next months work, all ready for paternity leave at eight months. Since it's twins and I was early..."
"Then lets get on. What's this one again? Monstrous Nightmare?"
"Yep. Inspired by my dad. He could crush my Night Fury, he would barely fit on a Thunderdrum. So when I told Throk I had an idea for a bike for a bigger build, he said go for it. Can you go get me a Thunderdrum frame? I want to check I've calculated the size on this design right before we start on the prototype?"
Ryker went and retrieved the frame, Viggo helping Hiccup calculate length and weight to ensure the Monstrous Nightmare was correctly proportioned. Satisfied, Ryker got his tool kit and Viggo got his paints out. Hiccup designed and built almost everything, but if the repair work was slow the Grimborn brothers helped him on new prototypes. The first prototype was rarely perfect, either the wrong distribution of weight or miscalculated wheel sizes...
"Hey, its five thirty. Get out of here."
"We're not done."
"We won't be done tonight. Go to your wife idiot."
"You sure?"
"Positive."
They shooed him out half an hour early, which Hiccup appreciated so much. Viggo had (thankfully!) never ended up dating his mom, but he had become a good friend all the same. Valka was still single, but happily so - she had her son, and of course her animals.
Hiccup clambered on his faithful Night Fury, then started on his journey home. He found Dagur and Astrid out in the garden basking in the sunshine, lazing on a blanket with Dagur only in his shorts as he tried to tan his tattooed muscles.
Astrid was in a vest that didn't fit her belly, straining rather enticing across her swollen breasts and exposing her pregnancy bump that stuck out over her comfy shorts. Hiccup had to stop and admire the sight, breathless with her beauty as her hair lit up golden beneath the sun. That had been how it started really... her hair and the sun. Years ago now, years and a wedding and new jobs and moving home together ago.
Astrid hadn't just stolen his heart; she had set off a chain of events that led to Hiccup with his dream life. He had the best job ever, he had good relationships with both his parents and that was down to her, since Astrid made him patch things up with his dad. And his best friend was Dagur, Astrid's big brother.
"You gonna stare at her all day or bring us some water dragon boy?"
"Do you ever wear a shirt Dagur?"
Hiccup picked up the drink cooler as he made his way over, dropping it next to Dagur as he knelt down next to Astrid.
"Hey you."
"Hey yourself."
She peered up at him with a hand over her eyes to shield them from the sun, but Astrid had a smile on her face.
"How was your day?"
"Kicked his ass at about six different games, then decided to come out here to eat and relax. Help me up?"
Hiccup slid an and under her back and helped Astrid sit, then stand. Her belly stuck out beautifully and Hiccup wanted to kneel and kiss it... but not in front of Dagur. Astrid stretched her arms out above her head, pressing her breasts against her thin vest and he really hoped Dagur didn't notice Hiccup had an erection. Odin, Astrid had never stopped affecting him powerfully.
"You can stay out here if you want Dagur but I'm gonna go pee then fuck my husband."
"Whatever you say. Let me know when you're done so I can come in and eat without hearing you!"
Hiccup felt a little awkward with her blatant, graphic language, but pregnant Astrid and her rampant sex drive was well known, even joked about by everyone. He obviously had no complaints. Astrid ambled off toward the house, slim warm fingers wrapped around his wrist as she dragged him along. Well... he was more than willing, so it wasn't really dragging.
"Bed. Won't be long."
"Should I leave these on?"
"Mmm" Astrid raked her eyes down his leather-clad form "not right now. Might make you put them back on later."
She knew Hiccup would absolutely indulge that whim, heading into the bathroom while Hiccup headed down the hall to their bedroom. He stripped off his leathers and laid on the bed in his boxers, palming his erection for a little relief while he waited. Astrid was gone maybe ten minutes but reappeared naked, a few stray drops of water running down her body.
"Why'd you shower before love?"
Astrid smirked, leaning over into her bedside table and fishing for something that was tossed on the bed. Lube.
"Ah."
"Yeah, if I'm gonna laze around doing nothing you're damn well gonna give me a reason."
She climbed up on the bed, rubbing her stomach for a second before leaning down to kiss Hiccup hungrily. Thor, she could kiss. Her hand fisted in his hair, pulling his head back to bite and suck at his neck and his cock pulsed in his boxers.
Astrid couldn't lie on her back for too long without getting uncomfortable, but she often let Hiccup take those few minutes to adore her bump. And by the gods did he, kissing and stroking the swell, feeling little kicks and rolls beneath his fingers where their babies laid to grow. She stroked his hair as he did so, eventually making a small sound of discomfort that Hiccup immediately recognised. He backed up and helped her lie on her side, massaging the lower part of her back and Astrid moaned in delight.
Stretching his body along hers, Hiccup kissed down her neck and shoulder, nuzzling at a sensitive breast and Astrid grabbed his head, holding him in place to encourage Hiccup to mouth and tongue at her nipple. He had to be gentle, as she was almost too sensitive to be touched, but Astrid responded needily, moaning and arching her back.
"Fuck me babe... I need it so bad."
Sometimes Astrid couldn't tolerate vaginal penetration, finding deep angles painful over the last few weeks. However, she was more than comfortable with anal penetration, and that had been a part of their sex life for a few years now. Hiccup reached for the lube, coating his fingers and the second his fingers touched Astrid's ass, she moaned and bent her leg to allow him more room.
Hiccup would never tire of how responsive Astrid was, completely unashamed of her sexuality and showing her pleasure. He pushed his fingers into her, murmuring "touch yourself" against her shoulder. Astrid couldn't reach round her bump in some positions, but she managed to get her hand down between her thighs and rub her clit. He used his slick fingers to stretch and relax her, opening Astrid up to take his cock and she moaned wantonly, pleading and encouraging.
"M'ready babe, need you in me."
Her tone was heavily laced with desire, so Hiccup wiped his hand clean, slicked his cock and pressed up against Astrid's back, guided his cock to where she was slick and loose. The first pressure always made Astrid's breath catch, body instinctively denying the intrusion.
"Breathe love, it's alright."
Astrid exhaled, muscles relaxing around him and he slowly made his way inside her. Astrid reached back to grip his forearm, gasping at the pressure that Hiccup knew from when she topped him could feel overwhelming. He waited, let Astrid adjust to the sensation until her white-knuckle grip on his arm began to loosen.
"Ok."
His hand rested over her stomach, cupping her bump and holding her close to him as Hiccup rolled his hips, began to thrust. Her tight muscles gripped his cock almost painfully, hot and rough eased by the lube. Hiccup never got enough of it, loving that Astrid was adventurous enough to try anything and then that her body was able to receive pleasure from this - he knew from his friends descriptions that neither were guaranteed.
"Love you."
Astrid breathed it out, rocking her body to meet his thrusts and Hiccup managed to respond, slowly losing the ability to talk or even think of anything but both of them reaching the peaks of pleasure together. Feeling Astrid start to quake, Hiccup slipped a hand below her stomach to touch her clit, finding Astrid wet and hot to reassure him she was feeling pleasure from his cock in her ass.
Rubbing the hot little nub with his fingers in quick strokes, Astrid cried out and her muscles clamped down fiercely on his cock as she climaxed. Hiccup watched every quiver of her body hungrily, basking in the fact he could bring the goddess in his arms such pleasure. He couldn't hold back any longer, spilling hot and copious into Astrid's body and she gasped as she felt the heat fill her.
"Gods, that was awesome."
Hiccup glowed with pride, nuzzling at her shoulder blade.
"Always is with you milady."
"Sap. Love you babe."
"Love you too."
Hiccup helped her clean up, Astrid insisting she could still dress herself and only wincing slightly as she bent over to pull on her shorts. Her vest went back on over her lovely chest, but even clothed Astrid was the most beautiful thing Hiccup had ever seen.
"Yes you two, I'm hungry too but mama needs her sex too. Else you little beans wouldn't exist."
Hiccup took the hint - Astrid was hungry. They headed back down and Astrid shouted out to Dagur they were done, Dagur's skin shiny with sun exposure as he barreled back into their house, heading straight for the kitchen.
"You need to do some shopping brother Hiccup. What's your fancy little sis?"
"There should be some pasta bake in tubs, I want that heated up and covered in pickles and cheese."
Dagur located the leftovers, Hiccup retrieving the peanut butter and crackers Astrid eyeballed while the pasta was heating up in the microwave. The men both knew Astrid needed to be fed before them, else she might eat them.
Still, Dagur did a mean fried chicken (Hiccup wasn't sure that was a thing outside of Dagur's mind) covered in herbs. Knowing his little sister, Dagur did an extra piece for her that vanished into her stomach after the heavy pasta. Watching as Astrid was licking oil and herbs off her lips and fingers, Hiccup tried not to get noticeably aroused in front of Dagur.
"Well, I have a fiance to go show off at the gym. I'll see you..."
"Day after tomorrow, I'm spending the day out with Valka tomorrow."
"Ok then. Later guys!"
Dagur kissed them both on the cheek, then grabbed his t-shirt from the back of the seat he'd been sat on and disappeared outside.
"I'm going to let my food go down. Then you're putting your leathers back on."
Hiccup watched the coy smirk cross those pretty pink lips as Astrid laid back down on the sofa, heading to clean up their kitchen mess. He wasn't about to argue.
Pushing that gorgeous hair out of his face, Astrid watched her husband practically fall through the front door.
"You alright babe?"
"You would think getting rid of the kids for a night would be joyful and easy. Nope. But mom is absolutely thrilled to be watching them tonight."
Hiccup collapsed heavily next to her on the sofa, holding out an arm to let her burrow in.
"Your dad keeps telling me it's their turn to watch the twins."
"He's got a pregnant wife, a Haddock man knows that's the priority."
Astrid chuckled, enjoying the way Hiccup stroked his fingers through her hair, rough fingertips feather light on her scalp.
"Yeah but once they have the baby, they'll have less time for the twins."
"I'm thirty two, I shouldn't be about to be a big brother!"
Stoick's girlfriend was a little over ten years younger than her lover, now married to him. So though Stoick was in his fifties, Jane had fallen pregnant at the ripe old age of forty one. They had obviously been surprised, and gone through a bunch of tests because of her age but so far, everything was going swimmingly with her first child.
"Yeah, it's weird how your stepmother is only like ten years older than you but hey, you were twenty five when they first met."
"I guess. It was weird to get a stepmother at that age to be honest."
"I got a stepdad too."
"True."
"You should have seen mom when Hayden and Alex" they'd named their fraternal twins with their same initials, so H for their son and A for their daughter "jumped at her for hugs. I mean, she's the best mom but Thor, she was born to be a grandmother. They adore her."
Hiccup's leg had continued to give him trouble, but the birth of their children had pushed him to learn to drive a car - he couldn't put a car seat on his Night Fury. Stoick had helped by fitting an emergency brake switch on the dashboard; if Hiccup's leg seized up, he could still stop the car at a seconds notice if necessary. So far, he hadn't needed it. Astrid could drive too, but Hiccup liked to pull his weight and since he had the week off work and Astrid didn't, he volunteered to drop them off.
Pictures of their three year old twins covered half of their house. Alex, with her dads wild autumn hair was a double of Valka in the making, where Hayden looked more like Astrid and she imagined he would resemble her own father when he was older. She was saddened her dad never got to meet Hiccup or their kids, but the last thing he would have wanted was Astrid to let that lamenting that fact interfere with her happiness.
"I'm gonna go start on dinner, so you wanna go take a bath?"
"You saying I smell Haddock?"
"Not at all, but you've been at work all day and I got you a new pack of those bath bombs you like."
"I knew there was a reason I married you. Give me a shout ten minutes before dinners done?"
"Will do."
She kissed him, then stood up and made her way to the bathroom. Sure enough, a pack of lemon and black pepper 'egg' bombs was resting on the side, one immediately being tossed in to the running water to turn the bath yellow and fill the air with that scent. Astrid stripped off, running a hand over the stretch marks on her stomach and hips - she'd carried two seven pound twins to term, they were natural and expected. She was proud of them.
The water enveloped her skin and she sighed with pleasure, feeling all her tired muscles melt. Astrid could have stayed there forever. After about ten minutes luxuriating in the hot water and alluring scent, she started to get bored and began to start washing herself. Knowing she had the time, Astrid even shaved her legs. Hiccup never so much as mentioned it, but she herself had missed the feel of his downy thigh hair rubbing along her silk-smooth skin.
She had climbed out of the bath and started rubbing moisturiser on before Hiccup called her ten minute warning, so she finished up, threw on a light cotton camisole vest and shorts to relax in and headed down. Hiccup had just put down a plate, mouth falling slightly open as he looked over at her.
"What?"
"You. You're so beautiful."
They'd been together nearly nine years now. Astrid was pushing thirty, she had bags under her eyes, stretch marks and had lost some of the youthful roundness of her face - age and children taking their toll. The fact Hiccup still reacted to her like she was a twenty year old supermodel made her feel impossibly loved.
To her, he was still beautiful. His jaw was a little more angular and the stubble often became longer and scratchier, scruffy when Hiccup didn't have time to shave between work and childcare. But he was still all gangly limbs and lopsided grins, his eyes still lit up and, most importantly, Hiccup still looked great in his riding gear.
Matching her freshly smooth legs, Hiccup had shaved while Astrid was in the bath. She stroked his smooth cheek with one hand while the other squeezed his ass as they kissed, taking a deep whiff of the smell of dinner when they pulled apart to breathe.
"Smells great."
"Lasagna and salad. I wanted to recreate the first meal I cooked for you, but the kids ate all the chips. Might have been Dagur actually."
Astrid's mouth watered as she laughed, inhaling the herbs and sauce scents and heading to the fridge for a beer.
"You want beer or wine babe?"
"Beers fine. That wine won't go with this anyway."
He took the bottle from her and sat at the table, both clinking their drinks together and giggling daftly. They got stuck in, the flavours rich and delicious as they ate hearty portions. Astrid loaded the dishwasher while Hiccup put the leftovers into tubs in the fridge, then they shared small slices of Dagur's Berserker cheesecake that he'd made when babysitting yesterday. He and his husband Al had no kids of their own, but with Heather and Justin's three and Hiccup and Astrid's two, the uncles were in high demand.
Another beer later, they were lazing together watching Harry Potter for about the hundredth time - Astrid had successfully converted her husband years ago - while they digested, relaxed and full and comfortable. As the end credits started rolling, Hiccup turned his head and kissed her. It was soft and unhurried, sending that familiar wave of warmth and heat through Astrid's body.
"I love you so much."
"I love you too babe. Fancy joining me in bed?"
"Sure, just let me jump in the shower for five, my legs twinging so I think the hot water will help."
"I'll warm the bed up."
Hiccup smiled, separating at the bathroom door while Astrid continued on to their bed, stripping off her clothes and basking in the sensation of a cool sheet on her bare skin. The duvet was pushed aside, wanting that reaction from Hiccup when he walked in and saw her naked. She certainly got it, his towel tenting where it was wrapped around his waist.
"Sweet Freya, I must be dreaming."
"Get over here and I'll prove you aren't."
Hiccup didn't waste a second, putting his towel in the laundry basket and all but leaping on the bed next to her. Their sex life certainly hadn't died after marriage and kids, but sometimes they were too busy up all night with a sick baby or chickenpox twins, too tired from work and raising them and just weren't in the mood.
Tonight was theirs, theirs to enjoy each other slowly. Hiccup caressed her scarred and softened stomach, never even showing if he noticed that it was no longer the smooth, taut plane it had been when they first met. They kissed leisurely, mouths meshing in that familiar, knowing way born of years of experience and practice.
His fingers brushed between her thighs, sending electric shocks of pleasure through her clit as she moaned into his mouth. Hiccup kept it up, not satisfied until Astrid was wet and wanting, quaking with the sheer need for more. More of him, she needed all of him. Hiccup groaned and she realised she was speaking aloud. Astrid reached down, stroking the swollen length and enjoying the way her husband whimpered.
Hiccup bit at her neck, the pain lancing through her and Astrid trembled, moaning weakly as her breathing failed her. Precum oozed and leaked onto her leg, sticky and hot and arousing. Finally seeming to be taking pity on her, Hiccup bent her knees up and spread her open, fingers slipping inside her to check she was wet enough to take him. She growled with impatience, frustrated he wasn't fucking her yet.
The second he slotted between her thighs with those slim hips, Astrid wrapped her legs around him and held tight. Hiccup smirked, grasping his cock and using it to tease her clit, dragging the swollen head down her slit before finally pressing into her. It felt sublime to finally feel him where he belonged, slaking the ache of emptiness inside her. Her back arched, her thighs shook and Hiccup kissed her, bodies twining tightly to enjoy their intimate conmection.
His thrusts were slow and methodical to start with, but Astrid's responsive moans and absolutely-accidental squeezing her muscles around his cock spurred him on. She revelled in that feral heat that slumbered beneath Hiccup's skin, lived to entice it out when they were in bed - it was harder to get away with their outdoor escapades now they were parents.
Astrid grabbed his hair, gasping as his cock stroked upward at that spot inside her and moaning as his pelvis pressed into her clit. Their bodies knew each other, responded with a unique fire that belonged only to the two of them. Hiccup growled against her ear when she squeezed at his cock again, bit at her shoulder and hit her with a particularly sharp, deep thrust that tore a pained, pleasured whine from her throat.
"Close babe."
"Me too, you're so hot Astrid."
The last few thrusts were shaky, Hiccup's rhythm faltering as the edge called them both but when his hot come filled her, Astrid shattered beneath him and climaxed with an almost painful intensity. Hiccup gripped her hair, kissed her hungrily before rolling over on to his side next to her.
They stroked each others sweat damp skin, Hiccup tracing the song lyrics etched eternally into her inner arm. Neither had any other tattoos, but she liked their little sentiments being carried around with them. They fell asleep in each others arms, knowing they wouldn't be woken by toddlers yelling at the top of their lungs.
When Valka brought them back the next morning, she hugged both adults while the toddlers clung to their legs.
"Mama!"
"Daddy!"
They bent down to pick up the adorable twosome, feeling much refreshed for their time alone and a decent nights sleep.
"Thanks for having them mom."
"You know I would have them more if you could bear to be away from them."
"Yeah. If you want, there's leftover lasagna in the fridge that you can take home."
Valka practically skipped - when Hiccup moved in with Astrid, Valka no longer had him cooking for her every day. He often batch cooked, meaning there were healthy leftovers and that both Dagur and Valka frequently lifted.
Alex and Hayden both placed sticky kisses on their mothers face, toothy smiles lighting their little cherub cheeks up. Gods, she had missed them but she absolutely knew that not only did they need to spend time with their grandparents (for the grandparents sake as much as the twins), that Hiccup and Astrid needed the time to reconnect as a couple, to not just be parents run ragged by twin angels of destruction.
"Mama missed you both. Go take your shoes off and you can tell me about your sleepover ok?"
"Ok mama!"
Hiccup slid his arms around her waist and kissed her cheek, beaming at their little miracles. Yep. Definitely worth chasing her mechanics teacher for.
-HTTYD-
Well, that's all the epilogue I have planned - not including a little one BrawlerGamer asked for next. Kinda mad that this didn't hit 100k words, but oh well!