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Yeah...so I went ahead and wrote it.

The first half is explicit.

Which I will remove from FF eventually and keep on AO3.

So, if you don't mind that kind of thing, enjoy!

If you do...skip down to the break.

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Luka gasped after losing his breath as Nico shoved his back into the kitchen wall. Nico hadn't meant to shove him that hard, but Luka was the one to have challenged him…and Nico never turned down a challenge.

Nico gripped Luka's slender waist with both hands as he tilted his head to kiss Luka with more ferocity, abandoning all his earlier hesitation. He had imagined doing this again with him for months, but never wanted to admit it. Luka was just gorgeous to him. It wasn't every day he came across a face like his… Nico figured he could ignore certain physical traits…just as long as he could fuck that beautiful mouth of his again.

He traced his fingers under Luka's shirt and up his back, feeling the raised disfiguration of his skin and remembered the fractal he had scarred into his skin. Nico yearned to touch more of him, he wanted to engulf him, absorb all of Luka's fire even if it meant getting burned. Nico felt as Luka recovered from his breathlessness and started to push back, entangling his tongue with Nico's, and unknowingly taunting him with it. Nico remembered fondly what Luka was able to do with it last time…and he wasn't sure if he could withhold his patience much longer.

[Come here,] he rumbled into Luka's mouth.

"Mmn…" Luka moaned softly as he reached up to hold the sides of Nico's face and broke the kiss to lean his forehead against his and reiterate, [I'm not convinced yet…] Then slowly leaned in and Nico felt his lips ever so lightly brush against his as he added, [You'll have to be rougher than this if you want to make me listen.]

His breath sent shivers down Nico's spine. This challenge was going to get even more exciting…

Nico slid a hand out from underneath Luka's shirt and grabbed a fistful of his hair and tugged down, causing Luka to grunt and grit his teeth from the pain, but also forcing him to expose that long, elongated neck of his. Nico marveled at the sight for a moment. He personally loved playing rough…but he had always had to hold back with his previous relationships. With Luka…well…he did ask for it.

Nico lunged forward and sank his teeth into the curve where Luka's neck met his shoulder. Luka groaned and Nico felt as he impulsively bucked his hips forward into Nico's. Nico tried to ignore Luka's boner rubbing against him, but was also secretly delighted that the pain turned him on. Nico released his grip on Luka's neck, tasting the metallic tang of blood, but then proceeded to pepper Luka's throat with smaller nips as he made his way to his ear. He could feel as Luka's breathing picked up its pace, his panting chest pushing against Nico's as he held Luka against the wall. After reaching his ear, he teasingly licked Luka's earlobe once before deciding to test out how much that one bite had changed Luka's attitude.

[Take off your shirt,] he whispered heavily into Luka's ear, before releasing his grip on Luka's hair and leaning back to watch his prize.

Luka straightened his head and burned his gaze into Nico as he panted lightly, his mouth open slightly, still trying to catch his breath. Nico couldn't help his heart as it raced in marveling how beautiful he looked in that moment, defiant, but needy. Nico wanted him to beg by end of the night.

Luka finally conceded. Tensing his jaw and crossing his wrists at his hemline, he gripped the edge of his shirt and pulled it up over his head, shaking the feathery strands of hair out of his face as it all fell to pool over his shoulders. Nico couldn't help but run his eyes up and down his form, fully aware that Luka was glaring at him as he did so, but not giving a damn. He loved how narrow Luka's waist was and how surprisingly hairless he was. Nico wondered if he shaved…

Before Nico could issue his second command, he gasped as Luka then slammed his body against his and held the back of his head in order to forcefully make out with him. Nico struggled to breathe against Luka's merciless kiss, gasping and grunting as Luka's tongue erratically explored his mouth. Nico raised his hands and pushed against Luka's chest while backing away, but Luka kept on him, pushing Nico into his living room. With a bite, Nico held Luka's tongue to halt its relentless roving.

It must have worked. Luka relaxed his hold on Nico and pulled back, flicking Nico's upper lip teasingly as he left. Nico swallowed heavily as those eyes burned into him again. Whatever green had been there had vanished as lust had taken over, his eyes nearly as black as his hair. But Nico's gaze eventually landed on Luka's lips again. Nico leaned in and gently nibbled onto his bottom lip, before taking it and tracing his tongue along it while rubbing small circles around Luka's nipples with his thumbs.

Nico flinched slightly as he felt a hand grip him through his pants. He held back a moan as Luka's hand rubbed his cock firmly through his jeans. He knew Luka could have him begging for it in more than a second, and he didn't want to lose at his own game.

Reaching a hand up to hold onto the side of Luka's face, Nico paused their kiss by placing a thumb on Luka's lips, who opened his eyes lazily to see why Nico had stopped him.

Nico smirked slightly, donning his own sense of confidence to rival Luka's as he asked teasingly, [Ready to make me feel good?]

Luka didn't move for a moment, his eyes heavily-lidded and his lip held in a pseudo-pout from Nico's thumb pressing against it. But then his gaze flickered up to meet Nico's and Nico swore he saw his eyes flash. The next thing he felt was a sharp shove to the chest and his back collide into his couch cushions as Luka had pushed him down. In a second, Luka was leaning over him, his arms supported on the cushions as he brought his lips down near Nico's again. Nico craned his neck to kiss him back, but Luka pulled back just as their lips ever so gently brushed. Opening his eyes, Nico saw Luka smirk slightly before licking Nico's upper lip and then dropping to his knees on the floor, his forearms resting on either side of Nico's lap.

Nico leaned back, crossing his hands behind his head and eager to watch the show. Luka was such a tease, however he moved with such natural grace that it was hard to keep his eyes off him. Luka leaned down to plant supple kisses on Nico's clothed bulge while simultaneously sliding an arm up Nico's shirt to tease his nipple ever so exquisitely. Luka softly kissed his way up Nico's jeans stopping at his navel, where he switched to lazily trailing his tongue around Nico's skin, while Nico all the while felt more and more blood flow south, making his jeans unbearably tight.

[Hurry up,] Nico commanded, testing his boundaries. His mouth was dry and he couldn't wait any longer.

Luka flashed his gaze up at Nico daringly, before roughly using his free hand to undo Nico's belt.

[Loosen yours too,] Nico demanded next, to which Luka curiously raised an eyebrow at him before straightening up to undo his belt and loosen his pants, letting them hang loosely open, his hipbones peeking out tauntingly just above the line of his underwear. He remained there, kneeling, and watching Nico with a slightly bemused expression, as if waiting for Nico to give him his next order.

Nico was starting to really like this game…

[SKIP if uninterested]

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[I want you to prepare yourself while you suck me off,] Nico directed trying to keep his face completely deadpan.

This seemed to take Luka slightly aback as he raised both of his eyebrows in surprise. However, he didn't argue…

Instead he reached forward to roughly pull Nico's pants and underwear down, his erection springing free and slapping against his stomach. Meanwhile, Nico watched as Luka stared him down while slowly inserting two of his fingers into his mouth, pushing them slowly in right down to the knuckle. Nico felt as adrenaline coursed through his body, his dick twitching slightly in excitement. Luka's eyes glanced down at him, before pulling his fingers out and inserting a third finger for good measure, closing his eyes and carefully coating them all in his saliva.

Bending over, catching his weight on the couch with his free arm, Luka brought his lips to the base of Nico's cock, and exhaled slowly, his breath cool and his soft hair tickling Nico's thighs. Nico exhaled as well as he enjoyed Luka's form, kneeled over him, his back arched, his mouth so close... Nico then watched as Luka reached behind him, his hand disappearing into his pants as he dragged his lips slowly around Nico's length, touching him just enough to drive Nico to the brink of his patience.

Luka raised his hand, supporting himself on his elbow, to gently hold the base of Nico's cock. His eyes closed in pleasure as he sighed. Nico looked down and remembered that Luka was pleasuring himself as much as he was pleasuring Nico, the sight of which was so hot that he felt like his body would incinerate if Luka didn't stop teasing him soon.

He listened as Luka's breath picked up speed slightly and Nico glanced down to see Luka's wrist start to move underneath his jeans. Luka slowly reopened his eyes and redirected his attention to Nico's weeping length. Extending his tongue, he ever so gently licked a pearly bead of precum from the tip before releasing a gasp himself as the motions of his wrist picked up their pace. God…everything he did was so fucking erotic. Nico fixated his gaze on the proximity of Luka's lips to his cock, barely a centimeter away…Nico couldn't take it anymore.

He grabbed Luka by the hair again to communicate his impatience. Luka growled in pain, but returned to focus his attention on Nico. He brought his lips back to Nico's cock and, painfully slowly, sucked the tip into his mouth, running his tongue along Nico's slit as he did so.

Nico felt his eyes roll into the back of head as he relaxed fully in the cushions and watched the stunning sight before him.

Luka very gradually started to bob his head, and Nico watched as a little more of him disappeared into Luka's mouth with each downward motion. Luka's lips stretched around him, his mouth hot and wet, his tongue rubbing along the underside, his tongue ring exerting the most exquisite pressure as he took more and more of Nico in. Nico sighed in ecstasy. Luka's eyes connected with Nico's as he bobbed up, before he shut them and moaned in his own euphoria as he continued to fingerfuck himself. Nico shivered at the thought, but that shiver turned into a moan as Luka took him all the way into his throat. As he pulled up, Nico entangled his fingers in his hair again and held him halfway over his cock. Then he thrust his hips up, shoving his entire length up into Luka's throat. He paused, surprised that Luka didn't gag, and waited for him to protest. But he didn't, instead he glanced up at Nico once, before he resumed thrusting his fingers into himself and moaning as he brushed along his own sweet spot. Nico thrust into his mouth again, gasping every time Luka's throat clenched around the tip reflexively. After barely a minute, Nico felt all his muscles clench as he felt the building need to cum. Oh, fuck, he wanted to cum…

Yanking Luka's head up by the hair, causing a low cry of protest from Luka, Nico grabbed himself and firmly held the base, preventing his own climax. Luka leaned up onto his knees panting and eyeing Nico's cock lustfully.

[My room,] Nico gasped, feeling slightly out of breath as he sat up, pulling his pants and underwear back up so he could walk.

Luka slowly licked his lips as he stood up as well, holding his jeans with one hand. As he straightened up he asked, [You really want to do more?]

[That's what I said, isn't it?] Nico asked rhetorically. Suddenly he wasn't sure if Luka just doubted him or whether Luka was the one changing his mind…

However, Luka merely smiled at him before turning around and walking in the direction of Nico's bedroom, his pants hanging lopsidedly and coincidently (or maybe not so much) showing off the rotund curve of his ass.

Nico didn't mind watching him from behind, the way his hips swaggered was just…

Urgh…he couldn't stop his mind no matter how he tried.

Nico practically pounced on Luka the minute he followed him into his room. Grabbing him from behind, he shoved Luka face first against his wardrobe and proceeded to grind himself against his ass. Luka groaned and turned his head to one side, attempting to breathe through his curtain of hair. Nico released Luka's arms and reached up to brush Luka's hair over his shoulder. The raven-haired boy glanced backwards at him, surprise still hanging in his expression, and licked his lips as he waited for Nico's forthcoming decision.

[You ready for me?] Nico murmured in his ear as a hand traveled southward to cup Luka's ass over his jeans, which were still loosely hanging off his hips.

Luka inhaled, his breath shaking somewhat, before he asked with his cheek pressed against the wood of the wardrobe, [You have lube, right?]

[Course I do,] Nico retorted, reaching over to his dresser and pulled a bottle of lube and a condom out from the top drawer, [This isn't my first time.]

Luka raised an eyebrow at him in question, to which Nico had to clarify, [Doing anal.]

[Well that's reassuring,] Luka responded, a smile gracing his expression.

[Which begs the question…] Nico asked as pressed his body back against Luka. [Do you still want it rough?] he asked, his lips pulling up into a smirk. Luka had asked for it before, but Nico still wanted to make sure he was ok with it. Because…if he was…then Nico could have the kind of fun he really liked…

„Natürlich," Luka responded sardonically as he ground his ass against Nico, causing Nico to swallow a groan.

[Well,] Nico said as he leaned his head over Luka's shoulder, his lips brushing against his ear, [Do you mind being tied up?]

He watched Luka's profile as he slowly swallowed and rubbed his lips together. Then in a voice barely above a whisper he answered, [I'll need a little more convincing for that…]

Nico fully ground himself against Luka's ass letting him feel how hard he was, as he worked on kissing him breathless again over his shoulder. Exploring Luka's mouth, this time tasting remnants of himself, their tongues danced together as Nico reached over to grab the bottle of lube on the dresser. Nico reached up to run his fingers through Luka's long, raven hair, brushing it down the contours of his back.

Then stopping their kiss, he whispered, [Spread your legs a bit.]

Luka did as he was told, letting his jeans fall and also pressing his forearms and chest against the hard wood of the wardrobe.

Nico uncapped the bottle of lube and squeezed a line onto his fingers. Tracing his other hand down Luka's spine, Nico leaned slightly to the side and bent forward to gently place a kiss on Luka's shoulder.

Then, simultaneously, he sunk his teeth into Luka's neck and two of his fingers into Luka, who expressed a deep cry from the abruptness of the action, but didn't try to move away. Switching to gentle sucking, Nico slowly scissored his fingers and probed in search of that spot. He'd heard about it, but never found it…not that he's ever looked very hard before.

[Up a little more…] Luka muttered into his arm and looking over his shoulder.

Nico felt the fire in his gut churn from seeing the lustful expression on Luka's face as he had him pinned against the furniture. However…

Nico suddenly reached his free arm around and gripped Luka around the throat, who grimaced and flexed his neck in natural response.

[I'd prefer if you didn't say anything from here on out…] Nico whispered kindly in Luka's ear, feeling his feather soft hair brush against his cheek.

[And what if I do?] Luka asked, albeit strained from Nico's hand still pressing onto his throat.

Nico smirked and replied, [Then I'll stop playing nice...]

Nico then heeded Luka's previous instructions and pushed his fingers up as far as feasible, feeling around as best as he could. His fingers brushed across a harder lump, and the moment they did, Nico felt as Luka clenched down on his fingers and a broken groan escaped his throat.

But as promised, Nico quickly retracted his fingers and slapped his open palm against Luka's ass cheek. Nico noted that Luka winced slightly, but the only sound he uttered was a choked whimper.

"Shh…" Nico whispered, gently rubbing his hand over the sore spot before tracing his fingers between Luka's crevice.

[Mmm…You're cute when you're aggressive…] Luka muttered and Nico could clearly see the defiant twinkle in his eye.

He smacked him harder before plunging his fingers back into Luka, who tensed but remained quiet nonetheless. Pulling out and quickly pushing back in, Nico found his rhythm as well as that slightly harder spot deep inside Luka where every time Nico brushed against it, Luka looked like he wanted to crawl up the wall. Nico became intoxicated with the look of a breathless, hot Luka, his hair trailing down his shoulders, but not covering up the intricate white scars on his back, nor the tattoo down his arm. Nico felt his own excitement build…he wanted Luka pressed into the sheets underneath him, sweating and desperate.

Retracting his fingers once more, Nico bundled a third and pushed them all into Luka, who failed to hold back a surprised cry and a soft curse at the sudden increase in girth.

Nico's hand shot up to Luka's throat again as he said, [You're not very good at keeping quiet, are you?] Nico whispered again in his ear. […Especially if I touch here…] he added as he pressed into that sensitive lump, causing Luka to release a lengthy groan, despite Nico's hold on his throat.

Nico then released Luka's throat and reached off to the side and rummaged around in his dresser drawer. Blindly grasping his prize, he pulled out a clean pair of bundled socks and made to shove them in Luka's mouth. He resisted, thrashing his head to the side, but after Nico put sweet pressure on that bundle of nerves again, Luka groaned and relaxed his mouth enough for Nico to shove the socks in, muffling his voice. It was better than nothing…

Feeling satiated with the amount of time he had spent stretching Luka, Nico wrapped his arms around his middle and hauled the raven-haired boy onto his bed, who barely caught himself leaning on his arms on the mattress. In two fluid movements, Nico perched himself on top of Luka, crushing his full weight down on him with one knee on his back, and pulled his already loosened belt free from his pants.

Luka must have heard the whizzing of the belt being pulled free as he instantly started to thrash underneath him. Nico felt a rush from the power trip of reducing the once confident and seductive Luka to the writhing hot mess beneath him. Ignoring his struggle, Nico grabbed Luka's wrists and yanked them up and together before wrapping his belt around them and securing them to his bedframe.

Nico held pause as Luka panted through his nose beneath him, the socks preventing him from speaking, and his arms bound uselessly in front of him. Nico removed his weight from on top of the subdued Luka before leaning down and gently brushing his hair from the side of his face, and asked calmly in his ear, [Are you still ok with this?]

Luka turned his head, still breathing heavily, but his eyes burning with that entrancing fire and he nodded his head, confirming his desire.

Good enough for him.

Nico got off Luka and grabbed the lube and condom from off his dresser. After climbing back over Luka, he shimmied out of his pants and ground himself into Luka's ass, who pushed his hips up to meet Nico's pressure. Nico sighed and continued rubbing himself against Luka. He was still hard, but had calmed down considerably since Luka had stopped pleasuring him. But that quickly changed as he reveled in the feeling of skin against skin…the sight of a restrained Luka…face down underneath him…ass covered in shiny lube. Nico sighed in pleasure. From the back…Luka was still beautiful…still elegant…and thankfully fairly hairless.

As ready as he'd ever be, Nico leaned back on his knees and ripped open the condom and slid it on himself along with an ample amount of lube. He then gripped Luka's hips and pulled him up, raising his hips and spreading his legs, presenting that irresistible ass to him.

Mouth practically watering, Nico scoot forward and aligned himself with Luka, pushing in ever so slightly before pulling back, still able to hold himself back enough to tease the hell out of him. What fun was tying him up if he couldn't tease him some more?

Playing this game for several minutes, Nico could practically feel the tension and impatience building in Luka. Finally as he pushed in slightly again, he felt as Luka forced his own hips back, pushing Nico in about an inch, before Nico pulled back, pleased at the effect he was having on the raven-haired beauty.

[You want more?] he asked tauntingly, rubbing his cock between Luka's slicked up ass.

Still face down and restrained, Luka's only choice of communication was to nod his head obstinately and grind his ass against Nico in whatever persuasion he could muster.

Smiling at his victory, Nico granted him his wish and plunged his cock into Luka, who released a loud moan in spite of his gag.

As promised, Nico pulled out and slapped him again before shoving himself back in as far as he could, which produced only a few barely audible whimpers from Luka.

But Luka was still really fucking tight…Nico took a little more time after that, making sure he was stretched out, before he fully sheathed himself into the raven-haired boy.

Collapsing over Luka's body, Nico wrapped an arm under his chest as he started to thrust into him, slowly at first, but gradually building his speed. Luka grunted as Nico increased his force, who responded by scratching his nails into his chest, Luka tensing his shoulders and pulling at his restraints in response. He was loving this. Nico was loving being able to do this…

Nico pushed himself up on his arms and pulled his hips back before snapping them forward again, causing Luka to release a muffled groan, heavier and hotter than before, and Nico knew he had found it.

[Is that good?] he asked, grinding himself fully against his ass. Luka raised his head as best as he could, panting heavily through his nose, and nodded earnestly. Nico smiled and obliged to Luka's desires, thrusting his hips in and out again and again, making small circular motions with his hips. Pretty soon he noticed Luka straining so desperately against his tether that Nico thought he might actually break the rods on his bedframe.

For the briefest of moments, Nico paused and reached forward to undo the belt, a cry bubbling out of Luka's throat as Nico pulled the belt before loosening it.

In a flash, Nico resumed and increased the speed of his thrusts, his skin slapping hotly against Luka's ass, and Luka plunging his hands underneath him to stroke his well-neglected erection. Soon, Nico heard a euphoric moan escape Luka and Nico felt as his insides clamped down on him, the pressure too great that he came soon after.

He collapsed on top of Luka, their bodies shuddering against one another, and Luka reaching up to remove the sock from his mouth, gasping air back into his lungs. Nico felt him twitch occasionally underneath him, the aftershock still rumbling through him, but once Nico himself had fully calmed down, he rolled off of Luka, his softening dick sliding easily out of his body, the removal of that hot pressure a relief in its own right.

As soon as Nico removed his weight from Luka, Luka rolled toward the edge of the bed, careful to hold his hand against his stomach, and as Nico looked down he noticed, somewhat gratefully, that Luka had managed to not get very much of his cum on his sheets. A loud thud caused him to look up again as he saw Luka had stumbled off balance, his shoulder colliding with the doorway. But he managed to make his way into the bathroom as Nico then heard the sink turn on and water splash into the basin.

Nico rolled onto his back, still fully nude, and stared at the ceiling. As he came down from his high, he was still astonished at how good it all was. He had only been able to do that with one other person, but Luka was an entirely different ballgame. It was honestly one of the best fucks he's ever had…not entirely in a physical sense, even though that was fun, he just loved trying to figure Luka out. His thoughts were so deep and hard to read, yet flickering mischievously behind his bewitching expression. But Nico still loved figuring him out…he loved the challenge…and he especially loved opening Luka up like that, baring him, making him vulnerable.

The water in the bathroom stopped running and Nico flickered his eyes over to his bedroom door as Luka strolled back into the room, seemingly having shaken off his previous tremors. However, instead of coming back to bed, he walked over to the wardrobe and bent down to pick his discarded garments off the floor and redress himself.

[You're leaving?] Nico asked a little surprised.

Luka simply nodded as he pulled on his jeans and tightened his belt. [Yeah,] he confirmed, [If I stay, I'll fall asleep…and I prefer waking up in my own bed.]

[Oh…] Nico trailed off as he unconsciously pulled his bedsheets back over to cover himself. [I mean...] he added, [I feel kinda bad…at least use my shower or let me give you money for a cab home…]

Luka looked up at him and smiled slightly at the offer. [I'm fine, thanks,] he replied, amusement hanging off his tone. [I'll see you at work,] he concluded before turning and leaving the room.

Nico sat and listened for a few moments before he heard his front door close. After that, he collapsed backwards into his mattress and stared vacantly into his ceiling.

The feelings going through him were strange and uncomfortable…he couldn't quite figure out why he felt…empty. Running through his past, he realized that he almost always stuck around with someone after they had sex, at least for a few more hours. The only times he left quickly had been when he really didn't have any interest in the girl…

Huh…so this was what it felt like to be walked out on...

It kind of sucked.

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[RESUME]

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Luka woke up languidly, the brisk morning air filling his nose and the faint peeking of the morning light coming through his window. He was in the attic…and he left the window open…no…he would never leave the window open that much…

Like a puzzle he searched his memories for something he had done before going to sleep last night, but nothing came to mind. Reaching his arms up, he rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands, trying to think back to what he remembered last.

He…was going to meet up with Nico so he could arrange a contact within one of the warehouses. But beyond that he didn't know. It wasn't exactly peculiar for his alter to come out when Luka was engaging in anything lucrative and, personally, Luka preferred his alter to deal with that stuff. It made Luka's life a hell of a lot simpler. That way he could just focus on Hiccup and Jack.

Figuring he could get at least an hour more of sleep, Luka went to pull the blanket up over him; however, the moment his skin brushed against the fabric, he let out a hiss as his wrists burned against the normally soft material.

Pulling his wrists up to his face, he looked in horror at the rubbed raw skin encircling his wrists, the skin having peeled open in several places from blisters and welts.

He had been tied up…Nico. He had to make sure Nico was alright.

Quickly shoving the blankets off himself, Luka threw himself out of bed, but stumbled after his legs failed to catch himself. Half-walking and half-crawling, he lumbered over to his discarded jeans on the floor to seek out his cellphone.

Crouching down to search through his pockets, Luka winced as he flexed the sore muscles in his hips and thighs.

Suddenly, realization hit him.

[No…]" he whispered in incredulity before abandoning his need to find his cellphone and pushing himself to his feet. "Nein…Nein…Neinneinnein," he uttered desperately as he clumsily stumbled down the attic stairs in a panic, clutching at the railing to keep himself from falling. After reaching the bottom, he fled into the bathroom and closed the door behind him.

Before he did anything else, he had to confirm one thing. Quickly dropping his pants, he felt the leftover stickiness of lube and his heart practically fell through his chest. He had. He had done it with Nico.

A sudden knock to the door made Luka start and immediately yank up his pajama bottoms, but he wasn't fast enough to stop the door from opening.

"Toothless…what's-" Hiccup started to say but stopped his question short as his eyes widened once he took in Luka's full appearance. "Toothless, who-?"

"Get out," Luka breathed venomously not wanting to deal with anything at the moment.

"Toothless, what the hell happened to-"

"HAU AB!" Luka yelled as he slammed his body against the door, shutting Hiccup out. However, once the sound broke past his panic, Luka instantly bit his tongue and regretted it. The last thing he wanted to do was wake up Benedikt and Jack.

He had let Nico fuck him…no...his alter had had sex with him. Fucking son of a bitch Nico swearing he wasn't into him. But Luka knew that wasn't the full extent of the damage.

Breathing deeply to brace himself, he raised his head and looked himself in the mirror. His expression was nothing short of distraught, he could already see the fear and hatred in his own eyes before he even had the chance to fully inspect himself. Brushing his hair aside, he failed holding back a distressed whine as he saw a renewed wash of bites and angry purple bruises on his neck and shoulders, as well as a serious of scratches clawed across his chest. But the most obvious marks were the finger imprints around his neck, three parallel, burgundy lines pressed into the skin on one side.

His breath ragged, he slowly stepped away from the mirror having to strongly resist the urge to break it. He had been marked up, tied up, and choked…and he didn't remember any of it. Why the fuck did his alter do this to him?

"Toothless?" an apprehensive voice sounded through the door, startling him out of his building rage. Not moving a muscle, he heard Hiccup utter as softly as he could while still being heard through the heavy wooden door, "Please come out, bud. I'm not mad…"

Toothless stood there skeptical. Hiccup had seen him. Hiccup had seen him and he obviously knew the abridged story. Toothless also knew that he wouldn't leave him alone now that he knew, that he'd insist on talking to him…and if Toothless ignored him, then he'd draw attention from Bene and…

His heart fractured slightly after thinking what Jack would do if he saw him. He couldn't…he didn't want Jack to look at him like that again…

Yanking open the bathroom door, Luka quickly strode past Hiccup and up the stairs into the attack.

Sinking onto his makeshift bed, Luka sat on the edge of it and rested his face in his hands. Moments later, he heard Hiccup walk up the small staircase and close the door behind him.

Before he let Hiccup say anything, Luka felt the need to defend himself. "I promise, Hic, I didn't do anything," he croaked into his hands. His voice was stiff, partially from his anger and partially from internal self-hatred.

"I know."

Luka looked up at the auburn-haired boy. His expression was sincere and Luka relaxed ever so slightly after realizing their trust was still strong.

"Toothless…who did this to you?" he asked gently, keeping his distance by the stairs.

Luka knew that it would do him no good to lie to Hiccup, not after he had been lied to by everyone else for so long. So he came out with what he knew.

"Nico."

Hiccup's jaw tensed out of anger and Luka worried at his lip, afraid that he had shattered the trust he thought was there.

"I thought you said he was straight," Hiccup stated thickly.

"That's what he said…" Luka murmured, albeit he had long disbelieved what Nico had said. He noticed how his eyes always lingered on him for too long.

"I thought you said you trusted him."

Suddenly Luka's eyes widened in recognition of what Hiccup was thinking.

"I do. Hic…he wouldn't have done this if it wasn't consensual."

Perhaps the wrong thing to say, as Luka watched Hiccup's eyes widen in utter disbelief and his jaw drop. It took him a few seconds delay to piece together what he wanted to say, but then he unleashed.

"How the hell can you say that, Toothless? Fucking look at yourself! I haven't seen you look like this since-"

"Don't." Luka commanded firmly, interrupting Hiccup mid-breath. "Don't finish that sentence…please," he finished a little desperately. He knew Hiccup was going to hearken back to when he was with his father, but he still didn't want him to say it out loud.

Hiccup paused and gathered his thoughts before calmly resuming, "I'm sorry…but how can you possibly defend this guy like this? And…and how can you say it was consensual if you don't remember anything?"

Luka noted the stress in Hiccup's voice and he knew that Hiccup hated above all else seeing him hurt.

"Because…" he started slowly, averting his eyes from Hiccup's grief-stricken ones, "I know Nico. And you know I don't trust people easily."

"But-"

"Besides that," Luka continued, ignoring Hiccup's protest, "I do understand my alter somewhat. And I know that he doesn't do anything unless it benefits him."

"Well what would he possibly want out of Nico?" Hiccup asked, anger still seething underneath his tone despite his best efforts to hide it.

"Loyalty…a favor…" he listed absentmindedly. Thing was that he knew exactly what his alter wanted out of Nico. He knew Nico was infatuated by him and his alter wanted to exploit that weakness. Make Nico feel protective over him, loyal to him…sex was merely a tool to strengthen that bond. And the more devoted Nico was to him, the more favors and risks he would do for him later.

His vague explanation didn't seem to be enough for Hiccup, though. Because after a moment's pause, he asked tentatively, "Do…do you…or does your alter…have feelings for him?"

Luka snorted in a brief moment of personal hilarity at the statement. Hiccup's expression changed to confusion about why his question was so ridiculous of an idea that it merited a snort.

So Luka explained, "My alter doesn't really have normal feelings…he's basically a psychopath. Exactly what Caesar wanted me to be."

That much was true. After frequent bouts of hypnosis with his therapist, he had come to remember more and more of the things his alter had done, and after introspection, he had come to the conclusion that his alter was the version of himself that Caesar had tried to train him to be. Calculative. Emotionless. Unattached. Cruel. Everything Toothless couldn't be.

Hiccup stood still and watched him for a moment as if making a decision. Then without a word, he turned around and descended the stairs.

"Where are you going?" Toothless called to him, but received no response. A moment later, Hiccup reemerged holding their first aid kit. He then walked over to Toothless and pulled the office chair over so he could sit in front of him.

As he pulled out the disinfectant and various other items into his lap, Toothless asked hesitantly, "Can you…can you not tell my brother or Jack about this?" He really didn't want either of them knowing. He knew his brother would immediately blame Jack's abrupt return for all this and he was so afraid of hurting Jack any more than he already had…

"I won't…" Hiccup answered as he poured disinfectant onto a cotton ball. "But you need to tell Jack," he added firmly.

Toothless was afraid he would say that and as Hiccup glanced up into his eyes, he must have noticed his fear as well for he added, "We've spent much too long keeping secrets from each other, bud. He deserves to know…and I think if it comes from you he'll understand."

Toothless rubbed his lips together in contemplation. He knew Hiccup was right, but it didn't make him any less nervous to do it.

"At least give me some time…" he reasoned. "Jack just got back and I don't want to drop this on him immediately after everything that happened…"

Hiccup started cleaning his wrists, the disinfectant cool against his undamaged skin, but it stung nonetheless on his wrists. Toothless bit his cheek through the pain and waited for Hiccup's response.

Finally he said, "Fine, but two weeks. If you don't tell him by then, then I will."

Toothless found that to be fair. "Alright," he agreed.

"Alright," Hiccup agreed solemnly as he proceeded to clean and bandage Toothless's wrists. After he was finished, he looked up into the raven-haired boy's eyes, his expression soft, and asked, "Are you ok?"

Toothless smiled ever so slightly at the brunette's concern. "I'll be fine," he uttered reassuringly to both Hiccup and himself. "As long as you don't hate me."

"Do you still love me?" Hiccup asked, the question taking Toothless aback slightly.

"Of course," he said surprised that Hiccup would even ask that.

"Good," Hiccup said as he took Toothless's face in his hands and leaned forward to kiss him. Despite Toothless's vow, he conceded and closed his eyes to let Hic imprint his heart onto his. The brunette pressed his lips gently into Toothless's and slowly pulled back before enveloping his lips once again. Toothless breathed him in and his mind clouded after finally tasting his love after all this time. A moment later, he felt Hiccup open his mouth and offer Toothless his tongue. He obliged, only because their kiss wasn't out of lust, but rather an affirmation that Hiccup still loved him, was still willing to call him his.

Shortly, the brunette pulled back and smiled at Toothless before standing up and kissing him lovingly on the head.

"If you get dressed, wear something to hide the bruises…But…you wanna just take my laptop and watch TV in our room? Maybe it'll help Jack relax a little bit too."

Toothless smiled, the joy of kissing Hic still floating about his head, and replied, "Sure."

Toothless had managed to hide his bruises and bandages from Jack that afternoon, covering up with an oversized zip-up sweatshirt he had snagged from his brother's dresser and keeping his hair down. Hiccup had also done his part in keeping Jack occupied and in better spirits as he was apt to do, but overall, it was a good day. It almost felt like things had gone back to normal…

…

…

Jack collapsed onto the mattress next to Hiccup, panting from his near overexertion. Hiccup, on the other hand, was uncontrollably panting and shaking for a different reason.

Despite his tremors and probably more due to the insane amount of euphoria he had just experienced, Hiccup suddenly let out a low series of chuckling as he brought his hand up to shield his eyes from the light of the descending sun streaming through their bedroom window.

"What?" Jack asked as he leaned up on his elbow, both bemused and confused from Hiccup's random laughter.

"Sorry…" Hiccup uttered forcing himself to stop, "I just forgot how fucking good that feels…"

"Because I'm the only one who can make you finish like that, huh?" Jack asked impishly wiggling his eyebrows at Hiccup, who retaliated by lightly whacking him with his arm.

"Zip it, Frost."

"Hey," Jack cut in. "I'll take my victories wherever I can," he said as he flopped down on his back and folded his arms up behind his head.

Several minutes elapsed in silence as both of them came down from that momentary high. Hiccup glanced over at Jack, who looked as though he might fall asleep despite how early it was.

Hiccup chewed nervously on his lip, afraid to ask the question he had been so hesitant to ask. When Jack had first come back, he was as distraught as Hic had ever seen him. So much so that Toothless anticipated him to fall into a deep depression. However…he seemed to get over it all rather quickly.

"Does this mean you're going to stay, then?" he asked quietly, his head turned toward his resting lover.

Jack opened his eyes and glanced over at Hiccup in surprise. "What made you think I wasn't?"

Hiccup felt a small wave of relief wash over him that Jack wasn't actually thinking of going back to the States. Toothless had told Hiccup that he had offered to buy Jack a ticket back home if he was truly unhappy. The fact that Jack wasn't jumping on his offer meant he hadn't given up on them after all.

"I dunno," Hiccup answered thoughtfully, "I guess…after everything that's happened…and you were so upset…"

"Hic," Jack interrupted as he turned to stare at the ceiling, his voice a little strained, and Hic knew it was because he was bringing up the night that Jack didn't want to talk about, "I was upset for a lot of reasons. The biggest being that I thought you both had shut me out…everything after that just piled up and piled up until I couldn't take it anymore."

Hiccup understood that much…that Jack felt as though Hiccup and Toothless had betrayed his trust. And that was why Hiccup had apologized way back when he had met Jack again in the library. But then the whole situation with Lucy and her getting pregnant…Jack must have felt as though he'd had nothing and no one.

"I meant it you know..." Hiccup said referring back to that point, "that I'm sorry for acting like such a jerk towards you."

"I know."

"Toothless was really worried about you too," he added as he turned his head to look at Jack more directly to see his reaction. Even after Toothless had been the one to comfort and console him that night, the two seemed ever more distant from one another.

"I know."

Hiccup could practically feel the wall that had built up between them in that short amount of time. He didn't believe Jack had forgiven Toothless completely. He also knew that Toothless had been too afraid to talk to Jack about his latest transgression. Tomorrow was the last day he had to talk to Jack before Hiccup did…

But Hiccup decided otherwise…

"Look…Jack…I promised Toothless I'd let him talk to you, but I think it'd be better to let you know ahead of time so you can prepare yourself…"

"He cheated again, I know."

That was something Hiccup did not expect. Very abruptly, he leaned up on his side over Jack with an expression of pure shock as he asked, "Did he—?"

"No, he didn't tell me," Jack said still overly intrigued with the ceiling, "I saw the bruises. And since you've done nothing but complain how much of a monk he's been, I assumed the rest."

"Jack…" Hiccup started, still trying to get over the fact he had already figured it out, "You…you have to understand that he had no idea," he explained staring directly at Jack and a little peeved he was still avoiding eye contact, "I saw after he first woke up and found out…you have to understand how terrified he was. He was tied up, choked, and fucked and he didn't remember a bit of it. He—"

"You don't have to explain for him," Jack lagged, although he didn't sound angry. He then flicked his eyes to look up into Hiccup's before adding, "Besides, if I were to get mad at him, I'd be a hypocrite."

Well…that much would be true. At least Toothless had no idea he was cheating, Jack knowingly screwed around, knocked a girl up, and had sex with Hiccup on the side with full knowledge of what he was doing…Not that Hiccup was bitter about any of that of course.

"Why'd you do it?" he asked echoing his thoughts, but then clarified realizing his obscurity, "Why'd you run off with her in the first place?"

After all they'd been through together, Hiccup had thought they could work their way through anything. But then…so much had happened behind his back to the point where he had no idea how to start fixing it. All he knew was that it began when Jack started keeping secrets from him.

Jack didn't answer Hiccup for a minute, but rather just lay there with his lips pressed together and his hands folded across his chest.

"Jack?" he prompted hesitantly.

"I don't know, Hic," he replied finally, sounding irritated. "I was mad."

Hiccup pursed his lips, still not satisfied with his answer but knowing full well he wouldn't get anything more out of him without it turning into a fight, which was the last thing he wanted with their recovering relationship.

Burying his stubbornness, Hiccup sunk down on his side next to Jack and pulled his body against his. Then he reached over to nibble on his earlobe teasingly before murmuring lovingly, "I missed you."

"I know."

Hiccup's heart fell a little bit, thinking that he had irritated Jack and turned him cold again.

But then, to his relief, Jack added, "I missed you too."

…

…

The moment Toothless heard someone ascending the attic steps, he scrambled hastily to shove everything he could in the hole and cover it with the floorboard before said steps had advanced to the point where the intruder would see his shoddy concealment.

To his surprise, it wasn't his brother or Hiccup who had come to visit him, but rather the brunette version of Jack, who had long forgone his habit of dying his hair white due to his lack of funds. However, it surprised Toothless since this was the first effort Jack had made to voluntarily visit him of his own accord.

Jack paused at the second to last step, his hand tensely holding the railing as if debating his previous decision.

"Hi…" Toothless uttered awkwardly as he sank down on his bed unsure of what had brought Jack up there in the first place.

"I…uh…Hi," Jack replied, only adding to the level of awkwardness. Neither of them had really spoken to the other since the first night Jack had spent there. Toothless had resigned himself to the attic after his alter's romp with Nico, and as a result, hid himself away from Jack.

"Hiccup said you wanted to talk to me," Jack said as he fully entered the little attic room and took a couple steps hesitantly toward Toothless.

"Ah…" Toothless murmured in understanding. Hiccup was giving him a chance to fulfill his end of the deal and talk to Jack. "Here…" he said scooting over a bit, "You can sit if you want."

"I'm alright," Jack replied stiffly, halting in front of Toothless and crossing his arms assuredly in front of him.

Toothless met Jack's icy cold stare and nervously bit his lip. He couldn't tell if Jack knew why he had come up here, but his expression told him that he wasn't pleased about it. Toothless's memory flashed back to the woods. How Jack had looked at him with so much rage and disgust after he found out…

Toothless inhaled sharply and averted his gaze. He didn't want to tell Jack. He didn't want to speak his truth.

So instead, he unzipped his jacket, sliding the fabric off and exposing his arms for the first time in two weeks. Then he made to pull his t-shirt off, until he felt a gentle hand on his wrist.

"Don't," Jack commanded softly. "You don't have to…I've already seen the bruises."

Toothless looked up at him in surprise. He had been so careful to hide them from him… But what heightened his stress was that he couldn't tell what Jack was thinking. His expression was blank.

"I'm sorry," Toothless apologized anyway as he looked up at Jack desperately, praying he'd understand. "I know you don't believe me, but I don't remember doing—"

"I believe you," Jack interrupted, forcing Toothless to stop his stream of groveling.

Toothless felt like time had stopped. He had expected this exchange to go a number of ways, but the result he had least expected was Jack being ok with it.

"You do?" he asked in a voice barely above a whisper.

"Yeah," Jack said as he retracted his hands and straightened up. "I…had a lot of time to think…after I left. And…"

With that Jack reached over to grab the office chair and sat down in front of Toothless, leaning his elbows on his knees to look Toothless sincerely in the eyes.

"And I remembered that after all these years I know you. And…everything I was mad at you for…the person I accused you of being…that wasn't you." His eyes were sincere, and he even smiled ever so slightly as if to further portray his honesty.

However, Toothless had lost all perceptible vision of him as his eyes had immediately started to glaze over in reaction to what he had just heard. It was everything he had hoped for and had least expected to happen.

"Fuck, Jack," he gasped as he reached an arm up to wipe across his eyes in the meager attempt at maintaining his composure.

"It's ok," Jack reassured him as he traced his fingers candidly through the hair framing Toothless's face.

They spent several minutes in silence. Jack still sitting across from but leaning in toward Toothless, while Toothless leaned over his own knees, trying to reassemble his composure. He hadn't expected Jack to be so understanding. After he had lost so much, it wasn't in Jack's nature to easily forgive.

"So, when will I meet this guy?" Jack punctuated into the silence.

"What?" Toothless asked, his voice still a little raspy, as he lifted his head up to look at Jack. He then followed up with the only elaborative sound he could make at the moment, "Why?"

"After what he did to you?" Jack asked incredulously. "I gotta fuck a bitch up," he added post-humorously, causing Toothless to shake his head and break out in a genuine smile at his bravado.

"He didn't know, Jack," Toothless said.

But Jack interjected. "Like I care about that," he blurted out. "Not just any son of a bitch gets to see you naked and remember it," he added stubbornly crossing his arms and leaning back in the chair.

Toothless smiled at his possessiveness, also knowing that despite his humor, he still meant it. Out of the three of them, Jack was the most prone to jealousy.

But a couple gentle fingertips tracing along his cheek caused Toothless to stiffen slightly and he looked back up at Jack asking the silent question. However, his question received no response other than a small smile from Jack, who traced his fingers down Toothless's cheek and along his jaw, his hand dropping after reaching his chin.

Requiring an audible answer, Toothless vocalized his thoughts.

"Are…you and I…alright then?" he asked uncertainly. He didn't quite believe that Jack was willing to revert back to how things were as if nothing had happened.

"Maybe…" Jack said mischievously as he stood up from the chair and walked over to Toothless's desk area, to which Toothless's eyes widened as he watched Jack bend down and reach toward the floor, plucking a protruding bill out from between the floorboards. He inspected the 100 Euro bill briefly before digging his heel into the floorboard, flipping it up and exposing the small cavern beneath them.

The sight looked to have almost given Jack vertigo. A moment later, he sank to his knees, his mouth gaping, as he pulled out wads of bills from underneath the floorboard.

Toothless didn't say anything. He only watched wide-eyed as Jack sat in awe of the sheer amount of cash he had stuffed under the floor for temporary safe-keeping.

Shaking his wits back into himself, Jack shuddered and finally uttered, "Uh…first of all…whatever deal you have going…I want in."

Toothless didn't know what to say. First of all, he didn't expect Jack to come upstairs when he did, least of all did he expect him to find his stash. And other than that…Jack doesn't even know what the hell business he's getting into…or did he?

Well…he did work at the Guardians…the center of no questions asked.

Ignoring how Jack seemed to already know he was up to something, Toothless stood up and boldly strode over to Jack, taking the wads of cash out of his hands and laying them back under the floor before securing the board over the hiding spot.

Sighing and standing back up, he looked Jack squarely in the eye...

"Fine."

Too much?

Eh whatever. I've got a couple eventual smexy scenes with the trio planned.

I warned everyone ahead of time the plot to the sequel was questionable. xP

Anyhoot, I hope you still enjoyed it.

And if you did, let me know. Comments always appreciated. xoxo

Peace!

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Tigermike83: Now I'm kind of wishing I wrote in that scene with Jack and Hic...hm...I'll hit you up again later ;D

violets fire: I is indeed back! And I'll work the Guardians in eventually...just not at this moment. But I'll think something up xP

Elder The 1st: wow I'm getting old...lol. Anyway, yeah...there is no set timeline in my head for this story. Whatever happens happens. But I think I'll just call it his alter to keep it simple. I'll have to make a note to go back and change that. Thanks for the review, as always!

Kigen Dawn: I do enjoy screwing with them...I'll start writing telenovelas and make a fortune.

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