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So yeah...
First half is basically just porn.
#SorryForBeingSoFreakingSlow
#NoShame
Enjoy!
Einheit
"Fuck!" Hiccup cried out as his muscles clenched around Jack's fingers when he unexpectedly rubbed against his prostate. His skin was burning and Jack wasted no time in hungrily devouring him. Taking in him in deeper and swiveling his lips around as he pulled up. Hiccup grabbed a fistful of Jack's hair, trying to signal him not to stop. Never stop. Gods...fuck! Where did he even learn that?
Hiccup gave one long, exasperated moan as the warmth spread within him. Jack was acting like...like...Hiccup couldn't even remember the last time he acted this...slutty. There was no other word for it, however, he wasn't complaining...
Jack had practically jumped him when he got home, barely giving him time to take off his coat. Half dragging, half shoving him upstairs until he had found himself stripped and in the position he was in now, lying on the bed with Jack kneeling on the floor driving him absolutely insane.
And he couldn't even help the slurry of sounds that escaped his throat when Jack started rubbing him inside again while swiveling his mouth even faster. Hiccup's mouth fell open in a silent gasp as he climaxed, hard, shooting into Jack's throat as he swallowed with a contented moan, causing Hiccup to groan happily as well.
"He's gotten good at that, hasn't he?"
The voice practically caused Hiccup to leap out of his skin and he looked over to see Toothless standing in their bedroom doorway, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed.
"Shit, Toothless, I'm-" he fumbled as he shoved Jack away and flailed trying to cover himself with the sheets.
His desperate search was halted by a pair of lean, strong fingers under his chin. Hiccup froze, letting the fingers guide him up until he was met with a pair of iridescent green eyes, and milliseconds later a pair of lips against his. Time didn't seem to move for a minute as his brain struggled to figure out what was happening. He was...kissing Toothless?
Breathing in as if to prove it to himself, he smelled the familiar scent of the raven-haired boy. His shampoo mixed with cinnamon and the faintest trace of tobacco on his breath. Something he hadn't been this close to in what felt like decades. Hiccup let himself melt into the embrace, reaching up to thread his fingers through the obsidian-colored strands.
But wait.
Hiccup pulled back, suddenly skeptical.
"Toothless?" he asked hesitantly.
"Yeah?" Toothless whispered back.
He answered to Toothless. Hiccup relaxed in relief and smiled a little at the sudden realization. This wasn't his alter, this was really him.
"You're ok?" he asked to confirm what he was hoping to be true. That Toothless had worked through the problems he wanted to. That Hiccup could finally kiss him and touch him again. That he still loved him and Jack after everything they went through.
"More than ok," Toothless breathed as he grinned in return. He then turned his attention to the foot of the bed where Jack still remained kneeling on the floor, watching the two of them expectantly.
"Hmm…" Toothless hummed as he straightened up and walked over to where Jack sat, before leaning over and guiding him up by the chin as well. His voice almost a purr as he said, "Come here, Süßer." [zoo-sair]
Hiccup watched as Jack allowed himself to be guided up so Toothless could kiss him, Jack pushing his tongue up against Toothless's causing Hiccup's dick to twitch back to life once he put it together that Jack was intentionally sharing Hiccup's 'taste' with the raven-haired boy. He heard Toothless moan before deepening the kiss with Jack, both of them getting a little aggressive with the other, only pausing to look at Hiccup once Jack bit onto Toothless's lip.
Toothless's eyes flashed a little before moving his hands over to lift Jack's shirt up, the smaller boy reaching his arms up in compliance, the soft fabric sliding up over his pale torso. Jack's skin was perfect. So smooth...like porcelain. However, Hiccup immediately noticed a cotton square of gauze taped to his shoulder...
"W...What happened there?" he asked, forcing himself to form a logical question.
Toothless smirked before wrapping an arm across Jack's chest and pulling him roughly against him, Jack's back to Toothless's chest, putting him on display for Hiccup. "We got a little carried away," his voice rumbled over Jack's shoulder, before nibbling on Jack's earlobe, causing the shorter boy's eyelids to flutter shut dreamily while he swallowed heavily. Toothless let go and continued, "But Jack's been desperate for you to come home for hours now." And with that Toothless reached back with his free hand to grope Jack's ass through his jeans, making the brunette's breath hitch and a whimper bubble out of his throat.
Hiccup could feel the burning heat rising up through his neck as mental images flashed across his mind's eye of all the things that were going on before he came home. All of which reduced Jack to this wanton wreck in front of him, eyes begging for Hiccup.
As Hiccup was sorting this out, Toothless dragged Jack's zipper down and unbuttoned his jeans for him, revealing just how turned on Jack was, the outline unmistakably visible through his underwear. Hiccup licked his lips unconsciously, bearing his weight onto his forearms as he watched the show that was being presented to him. Toothless slid his hand under Jack's underwear, sighing into his ear as he firmly gripped him. Jack eyes fell to stare down vacantly at the floor while unsuccessfully rocking his hips forward in some small attempt at persuading Toothless. But the raven-haired boy wouldn't yield, instead he released what little, delicious pressure he was giving the brunette, and moved his hands instead across his torso, purposefully brushing his fingers across Jack's nipples. With nothing but a soft whine, the brunette remained placid in Toothless's hold, not even putting up a fight.
"Jack?" Hiccup asked curiously. It was peculiar for Jack to be this quiet. Usually he was the louder of the three.
Jack glanced up at Hiccup, who remained lying in front of him. Jack's hair was heavily disheveled, mouth loosely hanging open with heavy breaths, his azure eyes burning through Hiccup as he eyed him lustfully. Suddenly, though, he turned towards Toothless, wrapping his arms around the taller boy's neck, before heavily making out with him again, pressing his hips against the other's. Hiccup's eyes wandered down to Jack's hips, his jeans hanging halfway off and his underwear hugging his figure teasingly. Hiccup watched as Toothless's hand found it's way to Jack's ass to grip him and pull them together even tighter. Jack looked like he was becoming undone, hardly able to hold himself back anymore. Toothless's fingers inched over to Jack's cleft, only to then take two fingers and firmly tap the surface there.
The moan that ripped through Jack was unexpected and it was only then that Hiccup realized there was an object in there and he also wouldn't have been surprised if his eyes had popped out his skull like some 1940's cartoon.
Jack had stopped kissing Toothless, but instead slumped against him and one-sidedly ground against his thigh. Toothless had him so turned on, that Jack looked drunk on it. Unable to talk, but still desperate for release.
Slouching against Toothless, with Toothless supporting his weight, the raven-haired boy tugged Jack's underwear down to reveal the base of the toy inside of him. Hiccup knew that Toothless was watching him over Jack's head that was slumped against his shoulder, but Hiccup couldn't take his attention away from it. Jack was already prepared, already asking for it. Asking for him.
Toothless pushed the toy in more firmly and Jack arched his back, releasing a whorish moan into Toothless's neck, and giving Hiccup a really nice visual that pushed him past the point of patience.
"Jack, get over here," Hiccup ordered, as he licked his lips.
Toothless released the brunette, who limply climbed onto the mattress and crawled until he was straddling Hiccup, practically falling into a kiss. Hiccup opened his mouth and took him in, caressing his tongue against the other's. Tasting not only the sweet flavor of Jack, but also Toothless, and some of his own. He thought it slightly wrong for all of that to turn him on, but it somehow did. And he couldn't care less.
Hiccup pushed himself up more to reach underneath Jack and grab the toy that was blocking his way. It had already served its purpose. Hiccup grasped it with his fingertips, gently pulling past the initial resistance until the thing had slid out of Jack, him letting out a soft sigh of relief.
As if summoning a new wave of energy, Jack shoved Hiccup's shoulders down against the bed, Hiccup dropping the toy onto the floor so he could meet Jack's urging kiss. Hiccup knew what he was feeling. He had been edging for a while now...coming almost to orgasm only to stop and calm back down to then repeat the cycle anew. Now that the toy was removed, and he felt that emptiness, he was driven by a primal desire to fill himself and end his torment.
Jack ground maddeningly against Hiccup's bare lap, the residual lube sliding against his skin dragging Hiccup into the same carnal frenzy that Jack was in. But Jack was even more impatient. Without bothering to wait for Hiccup to take the initiative, he reached behind himself to grab onto the other's length and lifted himself over it, pushing himself down with more force than Hiccup would have dared use himself.
A pitiful cry escaped Jack, a sound somewhere between pleasure and pain, probably because he had gotten ahead of himself. Hiccup felt a soft thud next to his right arm and looked over to see a bottle of lube.
Glancing up he saw Toothless, who he had momentarily forgotten when Jack decided to maul him. He was still completely clothed and watching them intently. And as fucking much as he wanted to impale himself into Jack...he also wanted Toothless. He didn't care if it was selfish. Jack was being irresistible, but so was Toothless. Hiccup needed him too.
"Take your shirt off," he ordered Toothless as he reached over to grab the lube and squeeze some onto his fingers.
Toothless obediently did as he was told, crossing his wrists to pull his shirt over his head, his hair falling down to fan over his shoulders, the dark, beautiful tattoo tracing itself down his arm. The raven-haired boy stood there, making no further move towards Hiccup, waiting patiently.
Dammit... Hiccup knew exactly what he was trying to do. He was trying to make him ask for it. After all these months, arguably a year, the beautiful bastard was actually going to make him beg.
Hiccup snorted in annoyance. Fine...if that's the way he wanted to play…
The auburn-haired boy abruptly leaned up and rolled Jack over so he was splayed on his back, the smaller boy letting out a grunt of protest at the sudden rough handling. Hiccup flipped himself over and wedged himself between Jack's legs, hooking his arms under his knees and pulling them up as much as his flexibility allowed...which for Jack was easy. Hiccup then made a show of rubbing against him, not penetrating, just enough to give Toothless a show and tease Jack some more.
However, Hiccup had briefly forgotten that the shorter boy had undergone enough teasing already and was starting to grow angry.
"Hic...come onn," he begged, a rare thing for Jack. Hiccup redirected his attention to those azure eyes, that were watching him, the desperation written all over his face. Hiccup softened and leaned forward to kiss him gently before lining himself up and pushing into the brunette, stopping only once he was fully sheathed.
Oh hell...did he feel good. He was tight, but not uncomfortably so. The toy having had loosened him up just enough to make it pleasurable for them both right away.
Jack groaned and pulsed his hips against Hiccup's, urging him to continue. But Hiccup didn't want to. Not until…
He glanced over his shoulder at the raven-haired boy to see him holding firm in the same place as before.
"Toothless." he repeated more firmly, getting a little aggravated himself. It was a real bull-headed thing to do to cut him off for months and months and then tease him like this.
Toothless didn't even answer, but just continued to stand there watching them with an amused smirk on his face.
Hiccup thrust himself into Jack, causing Jack to unleash a moan, before adding, "For fuck's sake. If this is your alter, I swear to Odin I will kick your ass!"
Toothless let out a laugh at Hiccup's outburst and reassured him, "It's not, I promise."
"Well what are you doing?" he asked before shallowly thrusting into Jack, Jack's nails digging into his biceps in distress.
"What do you want me to do?" Toothless asked as he raised an eyebrow.
Hiccup dropped his head between his arms in exasperation. He hated vocalizing his needs like this and he knew Toothless knew that.
Looking back over his shoulder, he exclaimed, "Ich will dich in mir spüren!"
What was for some unknown reason less embarrassing for him to say in German rather than in English, what he wasn't expecting was Toothless's cheeks to blush pink and his eyes to widen in surprise at his sudden proclamation. Hiccup snorted, secretly pleased that he was able to one up the raven-haired tease and take him aback like that. "Du hast mir versprochen," he decided to add for good measure.
"Hic...please just move," Jack whimpered from underneath him. Hiccup turned and leaned down to kiss him again, lovingly stroking the other's tongue and lips with his own. He was being selfish, he knew this. But on the same token, the other two had planned on this. They knew what he liked.
Moments later, Hiccup felt slicked fingers massaging him before inserting themselves gingerly. He pulled back from Jack to push himself onto Toothless's fingers entirely, but the raven-haired boy purposefully avoided his prostate.
"Toothless, come on…" he growled before thrusting back into Jack, snapping his hips at the last moment to hit him dead on.
"Ich will dir nicht wehtun," [I don't want to hurt you…] Toothless murmured overtop Jack's desperate whimpers as he continued to work Hiccup open.
"Arghh, Jack already stretched me. I'm fine," Hiccup was losing his focus. He couldn't keep it up with Jack too much longer, and he wanted to finish with Toothless inside him as well.
Wordlessly, Toothless retracted his fingers and moments later Hiccup heard him open a condom and the bottle of lube. [I forgot how much I liked seeing you two together,] Toothless murmured in German near Hiccup's ear. [You're so gorgeous, it makes my head spin.] He grabbed a couple of pillows, handing them to Jack so he could elevate his hips and they could all align. Then in one slow movement, Toothless nudged against that ridge of muscle before pushing into Hiccup, not stopping until he collided fully against his ass. A gasp of relief left him and the movement caused Hiccup to push more against Jack, providing the neglected brunette some additional friction. Toothless's deep baritone sent shivers down Hiccup's spine. He sensed affection in his tone, but also a certain strain to it. "Whenever I see you together," he continued in English, "I can never decide if I want to rip you two apart and take one of you, or just watch you be together."
"Mnnnn," Hiccup groaned as he arched his back, revelling in the feeling of filling Jack and being filled himself. It was otherworldly, he would never tire of it. And Toothless's deep timbre was only adding to the sensation.
"Neither would be enough though…" he continued, both Hiccup and Jack silent as they listened to Toothless's speech. Toothless was always one to talk to them both during sex, his voice like liquid butter. Every word he uttered somehow turning them on even more. "This is better...so I can have both of you," he continued, "And I guess that puts you in the best position, Hic," he purred into Hiccup's ear as he ran his nails down the freckled boy's back.
Hiccup shivered and finally started to move on his own. Supporting his weight on his hands he pushed himself into Jack, and slowly pulled back to simultaneously drill himself onto Toothless. His thoughts were erratic as his brain was having trouble deciding what he wanted more. Broken groans kept bubbling up, his movements growing clumsy and rhythmless, but faster all the same.
Toothless reached forward to grab onto Jack's neglected length. It was a bit awkward, but he started up a fast pace to counter Hiccup's uneven thrusts. The feeling of Hiccup falling apart on top of him, his hips shuddering every time they met Jack's, coupled with Toothless's hand brought Jack to the edge very fast.
Clutching the bedsheets underneath him, knuckles turning white, finally feeling the warmth burn brighter and hotter within him to the point he couldn't stop. Jack matched Hiccup's ragged groans, until his orgasm hit him very suddenly. He kept on pace with Toothless, thrusting into his hand as he spilled his seed all over his stomach. As his muscles clenched and squeezed Hiccup, Hiccup let out a euphoric moan, hips stilling completely as he let Toothless thrust into him a few more times, until his orgasm ripped through him. He thrust into Jack, finishing inside him and collapsing his weight on him.
Jack groaned, Hiccup's weight pressing down on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe. Toothless backed up, pulling out of Hic, who let out a deep, contented sigh at the feeling. Then, Hiccup pushed himself off of Jack and turned around to face Toothless, who had tossed out the condom.
"Was denn?" he asked curiously.
"You should know what," Hiccup replied before shoving the raven-haired boy against the wall and kissing him roughly. Hiccup knew that the other didn't finish, and he wasn't about to end it like that. He grabbed his still hard erection and stroked it rapidly, flicking his thumb across the head with each stroke. They broke the kiss with a gasp, Hiccup's head resting against Toothless's shoulder and Toothless's head leaning against the wall, his eyes closing and soft groans spilling from his lips. There was no room between their two bodies, almost creating a private moment. The only thing they were focused on was each other.
"I love you," Hiccup muttered into Toothless's shoulder, the words only meant for Toothless's ears, but Jack heard them anyway. The intensity only grew when Toothless opened his eyes and met the auburn-haired boy's gaze.
Jack lay on the bed, propped up on his forearms, and watched it all with rapt attention. He was hooked, he couldn't tear himself away. He only watched and listened to Toothless's sounds roll off his lips until he finished into Hiccup's hand.
[RESUME]
They kissed one last time before separating and Hiccup hopped back over to the bed and wiped his hand on a pair of discarded boxers, assuming them to be meant for the laundry. He crawled back onto the mattress to lay himself alongside Jack, Toothless soon following his lead and laying behind Hiccup.
"I missed this," Hiccup muttered, pulling Jack into him and Jack buried his face into the other's neck.
"Me too," Toothless whispered against Hiccup's shoulder, his arm draped across his waist.
Jack snorted in response into Hiccup's throat.
Hiccup paused and considered his words before speaking. "How bad is it?" he finally asked in reference to the bandage.
"It's not as bad as it looks," Jack murmured exhausted, his voice muffled by Hiccup's neck. "Luka's just being a mom."
"Hush," Toothless retorted, also sounding tired.
"So...what got so out of hand?" Hiccup asked, his curiosity always getting the better of him.
However, neither of them answered him.
After waiting a reasonable amount of time for them to answer and also wanting to check that they didn't just fall asleep, Hiccup asked, "Jack?"
"Uh…" Jack started uncertainly while tracing a finger along Hiccup's collarbone, "I'm not sure if I-"
"I asked him to top me," Toothless interrupted bluntly. Although, Hiccup noted the lack of any emotion in his statement.
Quickly turning on his back so he could see the other, Hiccup asked in concern, "Are you ok?"
Toothless's eyes widened as he looked at the auburn-haired boy in surprise. "You're not mad?" he asked.
Hiccup furrowed his brows and replied, "No, why would I be mad?"
Toothless averted his eyes and shrugged.
"Hey…" Hiccup softened, realizing that Toothless was closing up out of fear of angering him. "I promise I'm not...disappointed or anything. I'm just worried." Hiccup reached down to take Toothless's hand and squeeze it reassuringly.
Jack decided to answer for him. "He freaked out at first, but he wanted to try. It...it actually turned out to be really good."
"And the bandage?" Hiccup pressed.
"I asked him to bite me," Jack added sleepily in Toothless's defense.
"But you're ok," Hiccup repeated, less like a question this time as he looked back at Toothless.
Toothless looked at him and smiled a little. "Yeah, I'm fine."
Hiccup smiled softly and leaned over to kiss the raven-haired boy. He knew how long Toothless had struggled with wanting to feel like he wasn't holding back with him and Jack. How he had wanted to forget the memories that dragged him down and stifled him.
"So, the therapy has been really helping then, right?" Hiccup asked. He generally avoided asking Toothless about his visits with the doctor, allowing him to divulge only when he was ready. But since this was a major step forward for Toothless, the question didn't seem overly presumptuous.
Toothless took a deep breath and gazed up at the ceiling before saying, "Yeah. She specializes in helping people like me. Besides talking through it, she gave me some tools to help me overcome my...uh…" He trailed off.
"What kind of tools?" Hiccup asked, knowing Toothless was referring to his fear of being penetrated. He didn't need him to say it if he couldn't bring himself to.
"Like…" Toothless paused for a moment, but then briskly leaned up. "I'll just show you," he murmured before pulling on his pants and leaving the room. Hiccup heard him head upstairs to the attic.
After he'd left the room, Jack decided to voice his insensitive thoughts. "So his therapist gave him sex toys?" Jack whispered near Hiccup's shoulder, to which Hiccup elbowed his side in response.
Toothless came back down and closed the door behind him once he reentered the room. In his hand, Hiccup saw a peach-colored lump of what he assumed was silicone, about the size of Toothless's palm.
"What's that?" Jack asked impatiently, to which Hiccup elbowed him again. "What?" he whispered oblivious.
Toothless walked over to climb back into bed where he laid alongside Hiccup, still holding the matt-orange stone in his hand.
"It measures my breathing," he started to explain. "I lay it on my stomach, and anytime my breaths become erratic, it lights up to warn me." He turned his head to look at Jack. "That's what caused my panic attack earlier. If I get lost, I'll stop breathing normally, which makes me feel like I'm in danger and triggers a flashback."
"You had a panic attack and still went through with it?" Hiccup asked in shock. He had watched Toothless go through anxiety attacks before...but a full on panic attack was serious.
"I insisted on it…" Toothless murmured, watching his hand as he rubbed the sheet between his thumb and index finger. "I had this thought that if I could have one good memory...maybe it could overpower all the negative ones…"
Hiccup pressed his lips together. It made sense to a point...but he also didn't want him to push himself. Hiccup turned his head to look at Jack, seeking some additional input. But before he could even phrase a question, Jack held his hands up in innocence and said, "I swear I told him that we could stop. That I was fine not going that way-"
"I'm alright, Hic," Toothless interrupted. "Jack didn't force anything on me. Don't be mad with him."
It was then that Hiccup realized they both thought he was upset at them. Was it his expression? Or was he genuinely disappointed in something…?
"I'm not mad at anyone," Hiccup murmured before looking back over to Toothless. "I just...I wish there was something I could do to help you." Even as Hiccup was trying to sort out his feelings, he knew that he wished he didn't feel so helpless in watching Toothless's struggle. And then finding out that Jack for some reason was able to help him in ways that Hiccup couldn't...it bit at him and he didn't exactly know why.
"You can…" Toothless answered, his voice having grown a lot warmer. Hiccup looked back over to him awaiting a response. "You help me just by being here, Hic."
Hiccup didn't say anything. It wasn't the response he was looking for, really. He wanted to do more for him...
Toothless smiled and continued cooly, "But if you want to do something right now, you can let me fulfill the promise I made to you."
Hiccup laughed softly and rolled over so he was leaning on top of the raven-haired boy. Toothless smoothly leaned up to kiss him again and they proceeded to make-out slowly and lazily, helping to ease all of Hiccup's previous worries.
Except for Jack.
"You seriously cannot still be that turned on," Jack grumbled against the pillow, having had switched to lying on his stomach.
They broke the kiss, after which Hiccup straddled Toothless's hips and proceeded to grind and roll his hips seductively on top of him. Toothless groaned happily and added, "Well, he did ask me…"
"Was that when you made Toothless blush?" Jack asked mischievously. He didn't want to ask at the time, and they both knew his German wasn't that great, but he wanted to know.
"Mmn, I'm not repeating myself," Hiccup replied obstinately, his hands on Toothless's chest as he continued to roll his hips against the other's groin.
"I just wasn't expecting it," Toothless added in defense of himself as he placed his hands on Hiccup's hips.
"Well this gives me a whole new motivation to learn," Jack added, his eyes gleaming.
"So you can talk dirty to me?" Toothless asked, lifting his head so he could look at Jack.
"Shut up, it wasn't even dirty," Hiccup groaned, his own cheeks turning pink.
"Anything you say sounds dirty when you want me to fuck you," Toothless grinned as he met olive-colored eyes. He loved seeing a sheepish Hiccup.
"You two are such pervs," Jack grumbled before rolling over and pulling a pillow over his head.
"Then just go to sleep," Hiccup added. "Or...watch if you want."
Jack never gave a response.
…
…
"How much longer do we have to wait here?" Jack asked slouched down in the front seat while taking a sip from an energy drink.
Toothless rolled his eyes for the umpteenth time and stared straight ahead. "Shouldn't be too much longer now."
"I still think we need to tell Hiccup what's going on," Jack brought up for the second time that night. "And probably your brother too," he added.
Toothless sighed. "If this goes well, I'll tell them tomorrow."
That gave Jack pause. He looked sideways at the raven-haired boy and studied him for a moment before asking, "Do...you not expect this to go well?"
"I don't know what to expect," Toothless answered a little angrily. Then he took a breath before adding more calmly, "That's why I was trying to go alone."
Jack took a sip of his drink and stared out the car window. The night was dark and very little was visible outside the red glow of the car's taillights. They were parked on the edge of a forest, after having driven off the road for a good quarter mile. Jack didn't really know what to expect. All he knew was that they were going to collect a drop off. Toothless had tried to sneak out in the middle of the night, but little did he know was that Jack was wide awake. And instead of making a scene and waking everyone up, Toothless begrudgingly allowed him to tag along. Jack's protective instinct didn't want Toothless to go alone, but now that he saw Toothless was worried...Jack's self-preservation was starting to kick in.
"What should we be looking for?" Jack whispered with a nervous edge to his voice.
"Anything, probably a car," Toothless answered drowsily. Then he turned to Jack, his eyes glistening in the low light, but the seriousness of his expression held Jack fast. "Listen," he started, "Whatever happens, I need you to look calm and listen to everything I tell you, alright?"
"Ok…" Jack responded hesitantly. Toothless relaxed a little and reassumed his scouting position of staring straight ahead. Jack did so as well, feeling some adrenaline start to kick in. Intrusive thoughts kept creeping to the forefront. What if this was all a setup for them? What if they're held up with guns? Jack couldn't defend against guns. He wasn't even sure he could fight off anyone without Bunny. Damn...he really missed Bunny.
"Toothless?" Jack whispered.
"Not home," Luka responded with his head resting against the car window.
"Shit, this has been your alter the whole time?!" Jack asked, his nervousness not helped at all by the situation.
"Since before we left," he replied sounding bored.
Jack slumped down in the seat with his arms crossed. It figures that this would have been Toothless's alter. Toothless would have never allowed him to come along in the first place. And because of that, his alter made Jack nervous since he didn't seem to be as concerned with his safety. However...if his alter had any redeeming qualities, he was brutally honest when it came to Jack's feelings.
"Luka," he started carefully, "Are we going to die tonight?"
[Probably not,] he drawled in German.
"Well," Jack continued, "I think we should take this time to say what we really think about one another, you know, just in case."
Luka leaned up and side-eyed him as if he had lost his mind. Jack kept a straight face and watched the raven-haired boy in anticipation. After a few moments, Luka responded in English thankfully, "Even though you act like a clown half the time, I'm glad you're here."
"Really?" Jack asked surprised that Luka had even decided to answer him. His alter had not been characteristically nice to him in the past, but perhaps that was only when he was on the offense with Jack. They seemed to have established a kind of unspoken truce with one another after Toothless had apologized.
"Mhm," Luka continued, "You have good instincts and you care about Luka." He leaned his head back against the window and stared vacantly out the front. "You're one of the few that legitimately do."
That was a surprise. Not the information, but the fact that Toothless's alter was showing even a smidgen of humanity. It seemed to confirm to Jack that the alter actually did care for him, even if just a little.
Minutes went by in silence, until Luka piped up again, "Well, what about you?"
"Huh?" Jack asked, having had spaced out really hard into the outline of trees and branches out their window.
"I said what I think about you, what do you think about me?" he asked, turning his head to look at Jack again.
Oh where to start…
"I think you can be a heartless bastard," Jack said without even skipping a beat. "But I know you care about me, even just a little."
"Tsch," Luka tutted as he looked back out the window.
"I wish Toothless were here, not you," Jack continued.
"No you don't," Luka argued. "I can handle this better than he can."
"I don't think that's true," Jack retorted stubbornly.
"Whatever," Luka sighed and leaned back against the window.
An hour went by in silence. The only thing keeping Jack awake was his fear of falling asleep. He didn't trust Luka as far as he could throw him, and he also was afraid of being caught unawares. Meanwhile, he was trying to figure out the differences between Luka and Toothless. Hiccup had explained it to him a little, at least what he himself was able to discern. But Jack also had his own suspicions. He noticed Luka's way of speaking was different. He actually had a bit of a stronger accent in English, whereas Toothless had all but gotten rid of his. Luka also might have been better at pretending to be a badass, but Jack knew that Toothless was capable of doing all the same shit. The only thing separating the two was Toothless's stronger sense of morality and integrity. Jack knew that Toothless's disorder was his way of dealing with all the shit he's seen and done, but he hoped that Toothless could one day recognize and deal with his past. Even if his alter never completely goes away.
A flickering of lights in the rear mirrors snatched his attention from his inner thoughts. Jack saw a car pull up with spotlights and bright, flashing blue lights.
"Shit! Shit! Shit! The police are here?!" Jack exclaimed. He knew it. He knew this would all be a setup. Luka was too reckless. He maybe could deal with American cops, but he wasn't fucking in America anymore. The German police set a trap for him or-
"Jack, calm down," Luka said sternly.
"How do you expect me to be calm?" Jack whispered hoarsely.
"Just let me deal with this," Luka reiterated in a voice much too calm given their current situation.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me," Jack said as he heard the cop doors close about 10 meters behind them. "This is how you get me thrown in foreign prison. I swear, I shouldn't have ever agreed to-"
Jack was abruptly cut off by Luka shoving his back against the window and then climbing over to straddle and aggressively make-out with him. The action was so sudden that Jack was stunned into compliance.
Luka pulled back for a split second to add, "Don't enjoy this," before he continued to maul the smaller male. Jack could only shake his head and grunt in non-compliance, but didn't notice how his hands had found their way up Luka's legs to settle on his hips. He also didn't even notice when the cop banged on the car window and showed a flashlight through to emblazon them in all their horny, gay glory.
Luka snapped up at the tap on the window and turned to face the man looking expectedly caught off guard. He quickly leaned over to roll down the driver seat's window while seeming to apologize, [I'm sorry, officer. What is…]
Jack could only make out bits of the conversation. Damn...he wished he had put more effort into studying.
The officer replied, [... … you're trespassing on private land. The road is half a kilometer back that way.]
Toothless responded almost too genuinely, [Yeah? We apologize. Both of us were….tired from driving and decided to pull off the road. We were headed to Straußberg.]
The officer seemed to consider his words for a moment. Then he replied, [... … identification, please.]
Luka reached behind him, but Jack wordlessly helped him pull his wallet out of his back pocket. Luka smacked Jack's hand and snatched the wallet from him so he could hand the officer his ID, still semi-straddling Jack in his seat. Jack glanced into the mirror above Luka's head and saw two other officers behind them, both holding guns across their chests
FUCK! FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK
Jack swore in his mind like a mantra. He followed Toothless's advice and attempted to appear calm. The officer looked at Toothless's ID and back at him, before turning to wave to his compatriots and turning to walk back toward them.
"What's that? What's a wave mean?" Jack whispered and he realized he was clutching onto Luka's hips with a death grip.
After Luka didn't answer him, Jack tried again, "Do you see what they're-"
"Shhh," Luka hushed while reaching behind him to cover Jack's mouth with his hand as he righted himself in his seat.
The officers walked back to Luka's car all carrying giant, canvas duffle bags. They dropped them haphazardly alongside their car and continued doing so until about ten large bags of what Jack assumed to be drugs were deposited on the dirt. Then as suddenly as they had appeared, they all got back into their large police car and drove off.
Jack sat stunned for a second, hardly believing what the hell had just transpired. Luka swiftly exited the car and moved to start piling them into their significantly smaller vehicle than the one the police were driving.
"Shit…" Jack breathed as he also stepped out of the car and looked at the huge bags of...really expensive drugs. "That's a lot of product…"
"Shut up and help me," Luka grunted as he lifted the heavy bags and stuffed them in the trunk.
Jack helped him put all the bags into the car and in that moment, he severely missed North's SUV. It would have been really helpful at a time like this…
He shut the trunk to see Luka putting the last bag into the front seat.
"Uh…" he paused walking around. "Where am I supposed to sit?"
Luka straightened up, panting and looked around the perimeter of the car. Then he pointed off to the side at a large rock and said, "Right there."
"What?!" Jack yelled. "You are not seriously going to abandon me in the middle of a fucking forest!"
"I'll be back in 45 minutes," Luka replied, brushing his hair back and out of his face as he sniffed once. The slight chill in the air getting to both of them.
"Can't...can't we just leave one of the bags and come back for it?" Jack reasoned desperately.
Luka looked at him like Jack was having a stroke. "I'm not leaving a fifty-thousand dollar bag of drugs out in the middle of the forest."
"Oh, so just me then," Jack argued waving his arms about not really caring about the bags.
"You'll be alright," Luka said as he walked back over to the driver's side.
Jack leaned across the roof of the car, causing Luka to look back up at him, as he whispered, "I'm scared." He was in the middle of fucking nowhere, in a country he was still not entirely certain he was a legal resident of, and without so much as a goddamn light or phone.
Luka sighed and reached into the car and slid a handgun and a flashlight across the top to him. Jack took them tentatively, knowing how to use the gun, but never having had to before.
"But it's cold out…" he said pitifully as he carefully tucked the weapon away.
Luka sighed once again, like Jack was the most annoying thing to him at the moment, and reached into his back pocket to pull out a couple of lighters and slide those over to him.
"Find some pine needles and dry wood to start a small fire," he ordered.
"But what about food? And water?" Jack exclaimed.
"It's. 45. Minutes." Luka emphasized as he glared flabbergasted at Jack.
Jack deflated a little and stepped away from the car to allow Luka to leave.
Luka stared at him, his arm resting against the roof of the car, before saying, "You know...I can tell why Luka is obsessed with you."
Jack raised an eyebrow at that sudden change of topic.
"You're a good kisser," Luka replied.
"Better than Nico?" Jack asked curiously.
"Stay. Right. Here." Luka willfully ignored him before bending down to get in the car.
Jack could at least say he felt a little smug with himself as he watched Luka's alter turn around and abandon him in the middle of the woods.
…
...
[Well, it's about time,] Fabien called out as Luka stepped out of the car in the warehouse.
[The Bundespolizei, really?] Luka answered skeptically before closing the car door and moving to unload the bags from the backseat.
[Pretty impressive, huh?] Fabien answered while opening the other door to help him.
[I'd be more impressed if you lent me a bigger car,] Luka gruffly responded as he dropped the fifth bag and moved to the trunk. [Is this what you've been getting for Nico?] he asked.
[Hey, relax!] Fabien laughed candidly. [You made it back all right.]
[Yeah, well, I prefer to not be careless,] Luka slyly retorted. Fabien's guys emerged to take the duffel bags and hide them away from sight.
[Are you questioning my abilities?] Fabien asked with a smile, his voice growing dangerous as he stepped in front of Luka.
[My money, please] Luka ignored the question, but not breaking eye contact with him.
Fabien didn't lose that shit-eating grin from his face as he stared Luka down. After a moment, he pulled open a drawer on a storage cabinet and took out a thick, yellow envelope. Luka snatched it and turned to get back into his car.
[You should get your errand boy to do the runs if you can't handle it,] Fabien commented with his arms crossed.
Luka rolled down his window, [You never can just say 'thank you', can you?]
[Eh…] Fabien shrugged, [It's not in my nature. Call it my business style.]
Luka stared and waited him out.
[Thanks,] Fabien finally admitted.
[You're welcome,] Luka replied and then glanced at a guy standing near the front. [Open the gate!] he called.
Fabien quietly laughed and patted the side of the car as a form of farewell. Once the gate was opened enough, Luka took off.
…
…
Exactly 45 minutes later, Luka arrived back at the place where he had left Jack. However, the rock he had indicated Jack sit at was empty.
"Fuck," Luka swore as he got out of the car, ignoring the dinging indicating he had left his headlights on and looked around. He didn't see anything, nor did he hear a sound.
"Jack!" he called.
No answer.
"Jesus Christ," he whispered as he reached inside to shut the car off. Keeping the lights on, he searched the ground to see if there was any indication where the bastard could have gone, but he wasn't finding much. The grass was patted down where the car and they were earlier, but nothing else looked any different.
Deciding to try a different approach, Luka stepped through the treeline into the forest.
"JACK!" he called again, but no answer was given.
He spotted a glimmer, and so he tentatively walked a little further into the trees. As he cleared a few layers, he saw the yellow glow of what could have only been a fire. Luka felt relief wash over him. Jack just took his advice and made a small fire like he said...why he decided to make it fifty feet into the forest was a mystery to him. Maybe he was wrong about Jack's instincts…
…
Jack snapped back to attention when he heard Luka's voice in the distance. He glanced back over to the man sitting next to him and felt a surge of fear as the man also was alerted to the sound and had moved to point the gun back at Jack.
Jack inhaled through his nose in an attempt to keep himself calm. He had been stuck in this position for only fifteen minutes, but it certainly felt much longer. After he had made his small fire, a group of three men snuck up on him, tied his hands together, and taped his mouth shut.
"Nice to finally meet you, Luka," the man next to Jack greeted as Luka stepped through the treeline, his eyes widening as they took in the situation.. Luka's eyes flashed down to gun in the man's hands, pointing at Jack.
"Who are you?" Luka asked with genuine curiosity. These guys must have always been nearby to know that he'd come back for Jack. They also must have already had the location for the drop off, which Luka had made sure only he and his supplier had that information.
"We're just here for you," the man replied with a deep, rolling accent.
Luka's eyes flashed back to Jack, who...surprisingly didn't look terrified like one would expect. Jack wriggled his arms as the men all had their eyes on Luka. He was tied back with a zip tie...but if he just could…
His wrist snapped through and he looked up with a wink at Luka, who instantly understood his message. Good thing Bunny had decided one day to teach him shit like this…
"Why wait until after I left then?" Luka asked, maintaining his curiosity, and also implying that he knew the men had been watching them for awhile now, oddly biding their time until after he had left with the drugs.
"So you'd come with us without a fight," the one answered.
It took only a second as Jack grabbed the gun and arm of the man and bent his wrist back, forcing him to drop the weapon and quickly subdue him. The other two jumped up, but Jack gave a massive kick to the man's side before grabbing the gun from the ground and glancing up as he already saw Luka charging at him.
"GO!" he yelled and Jack took only a second to turn and follow Luka.
Jack took off into the forest. Where he was going was of no fucking importance. The forest was dark and his eyes were still adjusting from the fire's light. He felt blind and terrified. Scared of running or tripping, and also scared of getting caught.
He heard rustling sounds in front of him and was thankful to hear the sound of Luka's voice. "Don't stop! Just go!"
The two of them took off together into the darkness of the forest, Jack stumbled heavily over the uneven ground, forcing Luka to slow down for him. Somewhere far behind, they could hear the sounds of the men following in pursuit.
All Jack focused on was his breaths and the terrain as he dodged and jumped over trees and bramble, Luka keeping on pace. The two of them together were fast. They could outrun those chums any-
Jack shouted once as he slipped and rolled down a leaf-covered hill. The velocity spinning him so fast that he couldn't stop until the ground leveled out. He sat up, the darkness spinning so quickly around him he wanted to throw up. A sliding sound of leaves announced Luka's much steadier arrival as he surfed down the steep hill.
"Come on," he spoke lowly as he grabbed Jack's arm and hoisted him to his feet. Jack leaned on him and allowed him to lead him further into the forest. He struggled so much to regain his balance, but he knew he was slowing them down. The world kept tilting and oscillating underneath him, but the sounds of their pursuers and the shot of adrenaline in his system helped regain his wits again. "We've gotta shake 'em off," Jack said as he picked up his speed and let go of Luka.
Luka took his cue and took off in a diagonal direction, Jack doing the same. The men had caught up and one was on their heels now. Jack zigged and zagged with Luka in an attempt to throw them off their direction. His lungs were burning and his limbs were growing weak. But the one was getting too close. He was almost in reach. Jack sharply twisted and ran back to Luka, the raven-haired boy falling back behind Jack. The man was mere feet from them now. Jack glanced back to see Luka hop backwards once and kick him square in the chest. The man let out a howl and fell back, allowing Luka and Jack to clear his sight.
Moments later, they burst out of the forest into an open field. The moon lighting everything up with its pale glow.
"Don't slow down," Luka panted, clearly exhausted from behind him. Jack doubled down on his speed, racing through the field, his feet pounding in the dirt. A little barn stood off to the side, but Jack had already decided to pass it by. It was too obvious a hiding spot.
"HEY!" a familiar voice called, causing Jack to skid to a dead stop to look. Luka did not anticipate the sudden break and proceeded to crash into him.
Jack fell to the ground, too exhausted to have braced for the weight of a person running at full speed into him. He lost his breath and coughed violently as he sat up to look at the person waving at them under the dim light of the moon. He could not have mistaken him for anyone else.
"NORTH?!"
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