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Long time, no see!

I know, I'm lazy and I don't deserve you all.

If you're still reading this, I love having you and I may only update sparingly, but I still do it because some reminded me you're all still here.

There is a plot in mind and I haven't given up on this story. I'm just a shithead, and I apologize.

So anyway, enjoy! And let me know you're alive and well. *hugs*

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"North?!" Jack's haggard voice called out as he spit grass out of his mouth and struggled to shove Luka's full weight off of him in order to right himself.

"Hey!" North called out joyfully as he walked briskly over to them from the small barn, his figure a black shadow in front of the small light that was fixed above the doorway, but it was undoubtedly him. Jack blinked several times as his logical side was failing to accept this was happening. Stroke was the only explanation.

Languid padding in the grass field behind them quickly reminded him that they were being pursued. Both Luka and Jack scrambled to their feet and assumed a defensive stance, fully expecting this to turn into a fight.

"Don't worry," the Russian man jovially added as he approached next to them. "They're with me!"

"What?!" Jack croaked out, his voice sounding like a car had run over it.

"But hm…" North hummed thoughtfully as only one of the men had caught up to them. "What happened to the others?" he asked curiously.

The unknown man was panting, undoubtedly from the chase, his back bent slightly in exhaustion as he took a moment to catch his breath. He pointed out toward the edge of the field, where they all had originally emerged from the forest. Very faintly in the dim light of night, they could see two figures moving slowly toward them, one leaning heavily on the other.

"What happened to him?" North asked, turning to face the man.

"I kicked him," Luka replied simply.

The man added additional information to North in what most certainly was Russian, as far as Jack could tell. He looked up to his uncle, who appeared displeased from whatever the man was telling him.

"Get him fixed up then," he ordered sternly in English. "Tell Val he's lucky if the kid only broke a couple of his ribs." Jack's eyes widened upon hearing his uncle's unexpectedly steel-cold attitude toward his lackey, but...wait. Why the fuck was he suddenly feeling bad for the guy? They were trying to...but they worked for North…

If his brain were a computer, Jack was pretty sure this was what it felt like to have your hard drive crash.

"Let's go inside then, yes?" North added, turning his head to the two of them, who unquestionably followed him as he led them toward the barn.

As they passed the front of the barn, a small farmhouse was revealed on the other side of it, originally obscured by darkness, trees, and the barn itself. As they entered the home, they were greeted by warmth and light. Jack looked around, the little house appeared normal. They walked into a small hallway that opened up to four rooms, two branching off on each side. North disappeared off to the left of the front entrance, and as they turned the corner after him, he saw they had walked into a small kitchen with a quaint breakfast table off by the window, whose curtains were drawn.

"Here," North greeted as he turned around from the counter and handed both Jack and Luka a mug of hot cocoa.

Jack took it, but didn't drink from it. "What's going on?" he asked hollowly, his brain still struggling to catch up.

"What?" North shrugged and asked candidly, "Can't an uncle want to see his only nephew once in a while?" He put a hand on his hip and gestured with the other. "You don't call, you don't write...It's like you'd forgotten you still had family."

Jack stood there stunned, holding the warm mug in both hands. It was true that he had neglected keeping in contact with his uncle...but no...fuck that. He was just fucking held hostage and hunted down.

Glancing over at Luka, Jack just noticed him standing a step behind him in the doorframe. He turned his head a little to see his expression and was surprised to see Luka looking...pissed. He stood there holding the mug in one hand, but glaring daggers at North. His eyebrows angled down sharply, but his mouth strangely relaxed. The emotion only furthered Jack's own confusion.

Jack turned his head back to North and attempted to ask for clarification once more.

"I don't understand…" he mumbled as he beseeched his uncle.

However, instead of North speaking up, it was Luka.

"You tricked me," he said in a voice that could have been a growl.

North's face pulled into a smile as he looked over Jack's shoulder at the raven-haired boy. "Trick is not right word…" he stated, "Think of it as more like a test." His steely grey eyes flickered back to Jack, "However," he added, his voice a low timbre, "I didn't expect you to drag my nephew into all of this."

"He didn't," Jack interrupted in the raven-haired boy's defense, only vaguely understanding what his uncle could have been referring to. Jack just didn't like being referred to like he was some naive lemming.

North's gaze held on Jack for a moment, more calculating than Jack was used to, but then his expression flashed back to its normal cheerful demeanor as he blurted, "No matter! Best I step in now anyways."

"Step in for what?" Jack asked, still wildly confused, and in his confusion forgot he was holding a full mug of hot cocoa and jerked it away from himself, spilling part of it all over the floor. Jack cursed as part of the steaming contents flowed onto his hand.

"Both of you, take a chair," North ordered as he took Jack's mug from him and grabbed a rag to wipe up the mess. Jack obediently followed his uncle's directions, taking the chair closest to him; however, Luka stood defiantly in the doorway.

"Come now, Toothless," North stated warmly as he finished cleaning the floor, "It's not like you to hold grudge." He straightened back up and added, "I admit, you're good, but I have people who've been doing this much longer than you. Now...sit," he repeated gesturing to the chair next to Jack.

Luka didn't let up, maintaining his glare as he countered, "Don't call me Toothless."

"Fine," North dismissed with a wave of his hand, "Luka. Take seat and let's talk," he finalized a little more forcefully. Luka conceded to the elder's demands and slid into the chair alongside Jack.

"You knew I'd intercept the drop," Luka concluded, keeping his hands on the table.

"Of course," North responded, "I set it up knowing you'd find it."

"How?" Jack asked suddenly breaking out of his shock.

North and Toothless broke their unblinking stare to glance over at Jack, seemingly almost forgetting he was there. This only reinforced Jack's irritation.

After he didn't receive an answer right away, Jack clarified, "How'd you know Luka would find it?"

"What? You kidding?" North asked, his eyebrows shooting up. He tilted his head at Luka and answered, "Kid's like a goddamn bloodhound." He returned to looking at Luka and continued, "I understand, is hard to get out once you're in. This is where I can help you."

"What do you want?" Luka inquired suspiciously as he leaned back and crossed his arms in front of him.

"Me? Well...Is nice if you kept my nephew out of this. He was no use to you tonight and now you see what could have happened, no?" he asked with an eyebrow raised. Jack wasn't sure if Luka could glower at him any harder. "Other than that, I want you and your brother to work for me. Simple as that."

Luka sneered and snickered silently, however he didn't answer outright.

"You think I'm doing this to take advantage of you?" North asked in intrigue. "You should know better than most that your protection is of value to me...in more ways than one."

A pall of silence fell on all of them. North and Luka maintained eye contact, neither of them blinking. The slow chirps of the crickets and the ticking of a wooden clock being the only markers of time passing.

After a minute, North asked again, "So what will it be?"

Luka sighed and finally gave in, "Alright."

"Great!" North boomed as he twisted and picked up his own mug of cocoa from the counter behind him. "Let's, uh...how do you say...Prost!" he raised his mug to Luka.

"It's just cocoa," Luka stated flatly, clearly not interested in cheering to something when he was still clearly annoyed.

North laughed heartily and replied, "What? You think I wouldn't treat my guests this late at night?"

Jack looked at his mug and raised his glass to sip a little of the cocoa inside. The smooth taste hit his palate, but it was unmistakable. Yep, his uncle spiked it a little.

"Now, Prost!" North attempted once again and raised his mug. Jack definitely didn't miss the not-so-subtle eye roll from Luka as he raised his mug and toasted the jolly man. North took a hearty sip from his cocoa and finished with a contented sigh.

"Now," he continued as he licked his lips, "You already know how I feel about those working for me."

"I don't use," Luka interjected.

Although, North was ready for him. "And you also understand why I don't take people on their word, no?" Then without missing a beat, he pulled out a plastic tube, a swab, and a plastic medical cup.

Luka eyed the test kits and responded dryly, "You're serious."

"I can do blood if you prefer," North added as he pulled out a syringe from fuck knows where.

Luka sighed unhappily again as he picked up the swab packet, ripped it open, and swabbed the inside of his mouth before dropping it into the plastic tube. Then he snatched the plastic cup and stood, his chair scraping against the wooden floor, as he asked, "Bathroom?"

"Down the hall and on the left!" North replied merrily, his amusement at Luka's expense plainly obvious.

As Luka left, the awkwardness truly set in as everything was finally making sense to him now. And the more he thought about it...the angrier Jack became.

"So!" North said to break the silence, "How is my favorite nephew, huh?"

Fortunately Luka emerged fairly quickly, dropping the cup, now filled with urine, unceremoniously on the table in front of North as he said to Jack, "Let's go."

They left the small farmhouse to the empty field before them. North offered a ride back to the car, but Jack just wanted to get out. He stormed off in the direction they had come with Luka trailing close behind. The men who had pursued them had long since disappeared and the sky was starting to turn the palest of blue on the horizon, signaling the impending sunrise. They had been out all night.

The two trudged their way through the woods back to their car, Luka having to navigate after a while seeing as Jack had no idea where the original location was. But neither said anything to the other. Jack was too preoccupied mulling everything over. And the more he did, the more the anger burned inside of him.

Finally they made it to the vehicle and both closed the car doors with a soft thud. Luka started the engine and made to turn around out of the clearing.

"You're mad at me," he stated as they made it back to the road.

Jack couldn't see what gave him that idea. Maybe it was his lack of words, or the way he sat with his arms crossed and his brow furrowed as he stared straight ahead.

"No," he answered gruffly, "I'm mad at Toothless. And I don't really want to talk to you about it."

"Why not?" Luka demanded.

"Because you weren't the one who fucking lied to me for years!" he blurted out unable to stop the dam of thoughts that had built up, not really caring that he was contradicting what he had only just stated. Then he broke out into his shitty imitation of Toothless's voice as he parroted, "Don't worry Jack, I won't lie to you anymore. I'm done keeping secrets from you, Jack. Blah, blah, fucking blah! Well you'd fucking THINK that my own goddamn uncle being a drug dealer would spark him as a secret he should probably let me fucking KNOW!"

The rage had him panting in the passenger seat. What was even more infuriating was that Luka's alter looked incredibly unperturbed by all of this.

A few moments went by before Luka asked, "Are you done?"

"GOD!" Jack yelled as he balled his fist and punched the dashboard. "You are so FUCKING unhelpful!"

"I just meant if you were done then I could tell you what was going on," he replied calmly. "And don't punch the car unless you want the airbags to go off and pay to have them replaced."

Jack huffed and sunk down in his seat. "Like I'd trust whatever the hell you'd tell me," he growled.

"Why wouldn't you?" Luka asked as he glanced sideways at Jack. "I have nothing to gain from lying to you, and besides, you already said I don't take your feelings into account. You know I wouldn't lie to avoid making you feel bad."

Jack scratched anxiously at the fabric of his jeans. That much was at least true. Luka's alter wouldn't care two shits if the truth stressed Jack out, in fact, he probably wouldn't mind doing it just to one up him.

"Fine," he spat out, "Why did Luka lie to me all these years?"

"You remember I don't have specific memories of your time at the Guardians, right?" he asked and Jack nodded. Luka continued, "But I do know that when a druglord tells you not to say something, you do whatever he asks."

"Wait a minute," Jack interrupted somewhat shaken, "You're saying my uncle, good ol' Uncle North, is a kingpin?"

"Yeah," Luka laughed softly as he continued, "Just fucking sit back and think about it for a minute," he said sounding astonished that Jack didn't put it together sooner. "When Luka needed to hide, why was your uncle's place the only safe place for him to go?" he asked Jack rhetorically. Not giving Jack time to answer, he continued, "Why did he have a bunch of grown-ass adults living in the basement below a club and working it for basically free?" He eyed Jack again as he continued to drive and not wait for an answer, "Aster and Sandy could get much better jobs than bartending a club or at least their own apartments. Instead, they chose a basement."

"But...Anna...and the kids," he muttered, his mind running through everything.

"Came years after Bunny and Sandy were already there," Luka completed. "They weren't there to help some orphaned kids who could have also gone to a lot of other places than a fucking basement if they hadn't been caught up in a terf war."

"Fuck you," Jack growled, it was one thing for Luka to shatter his own reality, but to insult the life he thought he had and the people he cared for was another thing entirely.

Luka stopped talking, not bothering to apologize for upsetting Jack seeing as he really didn't care. He just let Jack stew in his anger and malice for most of the way back. As he sat deep in thought, the more Jack felt like his eyes were opening for the first time. It explained a lot. Why North didn't hire outside help. Why Bunny was so good at fighting. Why everyone always wanted to do everything off the grid. They had all shared one ancient flip phone for fuck's sake, and after he thought more about it, Jack was pretty certain it was a disposable phone that they switched out now and again.

"Worüber denkst du nach? [What are you thinking about?], Luka asked finally as he turned off the highway.

Jack shrugged, unsure of how to voice the multitudes of thoughts he was having all at once.

[Are you going to tell Hiccup?] the raven-haired boy asked more pointedly.

"I promised to stop lying. Unlike you, I actually intend on following through with that," he answered bitterly.

[I don't lie to you,] Luka stated simply.

"I meant Toothless," he retorted, to which he heard Luka sneer.

[What the hell do you want, Jack?] Luka asked almost sounding exasperated.

"To talk to Toothless," Jack admitted while clenching his jaw. He had had enough of Luka. His honesty, while useful, had reached its limits. The problems and remaining questions he had were things only the real Toothless could answer.

Luka sighed, clearly having had enough of Jack's melodrama and drove the rest of the way home in silence. Jack, meanwhile, stared vacantly out the window, his rage at least having subsided somewhat.

When they pulled up to their home, the sun had started to rise. Jack mumbled out half-lidded and exhausted, "Don't talk to Hiccup. Just go to the attic, write in your diary or whatever, and let me take care of it."

Luka looked miffed at the thought of Jack ordering him around, but held his tongue. He had already planned on doing that anyway.

However, that plan was intercepted since Hiccup was already up and awake when they walked through the front door.

"You two were up early," he commented as he sipped his coffee and stared absentmindedly at the tv. Jack sighed. Hiccup was no idiot. He obviously knew something was up and probably had for awhile.

Jack was, albeit, too drained to deal with his passive aggression at the moment. He kicked off his shoes, turned to the stairs and mumbled, "Taking a nap. I swear I'll fill you in when I wake up."

…

…

"Hiccup?" Jack asked as Hiccup had been staring blankly at him for at least a solid two minutes. Jack had just finished explaining everything that he and Toothless had been up to behind the scenes to him, and Hiccup was having a time processing all of it. He wasn't an idiot. He knew for a while that something was going on. He had noticed Toothless and then eventually Jack behaving differently, their schedules altering with little explanation. Toothless having a stronger affinity for cash over credit all of a sudden. Hiccup saw Jack glance over to Toothless, who was processing what had happened the night before, seeing as it was his alter who had experienced it.

Another minute passed by without any of them saying anything. Just the soft ticking of the clock as they sat in their living room. Jack's feet bounced incessantly as he anticipated their reactions. Hiccup could tell he was worried about him. Worried about how he would react. And Hiccup was honestly having a hard time landing on any particular emotion. Was he pissed because Toothless was dealing again? Or because they had both been lying to him? After some deliberation, he was surprised to determine it was the latter. He was really fucking tired of being lied to, especially after Jack had sworn to stop protecting him so much. However, Jack was at least being honest now…

Hiccup glanced over to look at Toothless sitting on the chair to his right. He sat quietly leaning on his knees with his hands folded in front of his mouth in quiet contemplation. Jack turned his attention to Toothless expectantly. Azure and verdant eyes met one another in a silent question. Both of their expressions carried heavy notes of concern.

He then turned his gaze over to Benedikt, whom Toothless had also insisted on including in their conversation. Benedikt sat in a pose similar to Toothless as he contemplated. One of those rare moments where the two were unmistakably twins. Overall, none of this information appeared to surprise him.

"What happens now?" Hiccup finally broke his silence, as well as Jack and Toothless's subtle exchange. His voice, however, carried no clue as to his emotions.

Benedikt leaned back in his chair and replied, "We wait. North will contact Luka when he needs him."

"How come you never said anything?" Hiccup asked with the edge of an accusation. He purposefully made eye contact with neither of the brothers, choosing instead to stare at the coffee table. His question not really directed at anyone in particular, but simultaneously at both of them for different reasons.

Toothless sighed heavily and answered anyway. "I didn't mean for it to go this far," he admitted. "I was having trouble wiring my father's money to us and we needed the funds. I was hoping to get us by while I moved money around, but then an opportunity came up that I couldn't pass up."

He didn't explain much more than that, but Hiccup knew it was the drops they had been intercepting...that he now knew had been coordinated by Jack's uncle.

"I can't believe he fucking tricked me," Toothless muttered, his voice somewhat muffled by his folded hands he had pressed against his mouth.

Jack snorted once in mirth.

"What?" he asked, confused why Jack even found that funny.

"That's exactly how your alter reacted," he said as he locked eyes with the raven haired boy, a meaning hiding behind his expression. "How come you never told me?" he finally asked, his voice almost sounding sad. "You were living with me the whole time and you never said anything."

Toothless straightened up and grasped onto his knees, evidently displaying some of the guilt he felt. "It was the one thing North ever asked of me," he replied, his voice sounding strained. "He had no reason to protect me, but he did. He just made me swear that I was to never tell you what they were really doing while working the club with you."

"It's also why I was never allowed there," Benedikt added remorsefully. "Couldn't risk anyone tracing me back to Luka."

Jack paused as he took all that in. Then he asked, "Did you ever work for him before?"

Toothless shook his head. "I honestly kind of forgot that's what was even going on. They kept us busy enough, you know?" Toothless smirked a little at his own rhetorical question. And Hiccup also reflected somewhat fondly on the memories of working at The Guardians. Bunny may have been giving them endless chores to keep them out of the way, but Hiccup almost enjoyed the work. Enjoyed the sense of family and community they had.

"So is that it?" Hiccup asked dryly, needing confirmation that they had divulged every last secret. "Is there anything else either of you have been keeping from me?"

"That's it…" Jack asked, the shame obvious in his tone. Hiccup knew Jack hated lying to him. That the guilt killed him, but he also hated seeing Hiccup hurt or stressed. He understood...it didn't mean he had to like it.

Hiccup also didn't like it when Toothless lied to him. However, he knew Toothless lied to protect himself, not so much Hiccup. It wasn't because Toothless was selfish...but because he didn't want to open himself up to more questions. Or memories he kept locked away. Thankfully, it seemed to be getting easier for him.

"You're not mad?" Jack asked, looking up at him with those innocently pleading eyes.

"Oh, no, I'm pissed as hell," Hiccup replied candidly.

Jack straightened up at the comment, almost bracing himself to be yelled at.

But Hiccup was almost too mentally overloaded to waste his energy yelling at Jack. Instead, he sighed heavily and stood up. "I'm gonna...shower," he murmured before maneuvering around everyone to leave the room. He noticed Toothless's head turn to watch him go, his concern at least taking the edge off Hiccup's strange cocktail of emotions.

Maybe he was in shock, he figured as he climbed the stairs slowly. Suddenly having his perception of his life turned on its head could not have been good for Hiccup's mental stability.

But what did this mean now? Was he also a dealer by default? Nah...In Jack's recount of what North said, North didn't want Jack involved. Did that extend to Hiccup as well? Probably, he'd assume so. Nothing about him particularly screamed street smarts, no matter what scraps he had already managed to escape. However…

He had already removed the majority of his clothing in the bathroom and unconsciously reached down to touch his prosthetic. No...most of the situations he only narrowly avoided, and only with the help of somebody else. There was no way anyone intelligent would ever let him in on anything this illegally lucrative.

The hardest thing for him was the change in perception of North. Good ol' Uncle North. The big, jolly man who took him in and housed him. To find out he was actually running a drug scheme the entire time just didn't compute to him. And then… Toothless seemed to almost revere North. And if North already had his deal established here in Europe, and had been doing this for awhile, maybe it wouldn't be so bad. After all, Hiccup had already lived in close proximity to it and had no clue anything was even going on.

Yeah…

Hiccup turned on the shower and let the heat and steam finish easing his mind.

…

…

Remarkably enough, things almost seemed to be returning to a sense of normalcy. Jack re-enrolled in a language course, at least somewhat more determined to achieve a decent ranking so he could actually hold down a job. His grades back home, fortunately, were good despite his laissez-faire attitude about school. Hiccup was still working at his internship and felt it was going really well. As for Toothless...well, Jack wasn't really let in on what Toothless was doing. He didn't seem to be doing much of anything apart from work lately, that and going to his therapy sessions. They all seemed to just be waiting it out until North decided to contact them again.

However, this did give them all plenty of time to talk and gods did they need it. When it came to talking to each other, Hiccup was probably the better of the three. He was far from fantastic when it came to crowds, but his saving grace was he was the most emotionally balanced of them all. Jack always found it very impressive how well he was able to ground Jack's outward roller coaster of feelings while soothing the invisible chaos that was constantly swirling inside of Toothless. Jack always envied him for that ability. He was basically the opposite of Hiccup. He could talk and entertain groups of people just fine. People tended to gravitate to him for that reason. But he was shit at opening up when something was bothering him. Thankfully, both Toothless and Hiccup were privy to knowing when something was wrong. Especially Toothless. Toothless shared the similarity to Jack in that he was shit when it came to introspection, but Toothless was not only able to read those close to him, but complete strangers as well. It was a little unnerving actually.

The other beautiful thing about talking was that it often led to other things… It felt like they were rekindling their relationship all over again. But this time without all the awkwardness of teenagers not knowing how to sex. Thank the fucking gods…

They were experienced enough at this point to know what they all liked. And the most interesting thing about having multiple lovers was the differences in his approach to both of them. Jack found he liked to be dominated, even if he didn't like to easily give in. Hiccup would go either way depending on his mood, but he really enjoyed being seduced. Lucky for him, Jack loved to talk during sex. Honestly, he was downright filthy sometimes. Toothless as well, although his style was different. Toothless had that fucking voice and he knew how to use it on both of them. It was at just the right pitch where he sounded simultaneously sultry and somewhat predatory. He could turn Jack and Hiccup into liquid by just describing what he wanted to do to them.

It hadn't gone unnoticed by both Jack and Toothless that Hiccup was always the quietest of them all when it came to the bedroom. Jack had actually made it his personal game to try to get Hiccup to talk more. The brunette was just too shy about it. But there was no harm in trying, right?

…

…

"Fuuck, Hic!" Jack groaned as he screwed himself down on Hiccup.

"Mmn?" Hiccup looked up at him, his eyelids heavy, as he smoothed his hands over Jack's hips.

Jack gasped and leaned down on his forearms, panting close to Hiccup's ear. He pushed himself a little more, reveling in that stretch. "Am I tight enough for you?" he asked, his lips moving against the shell of Hiccup's ear.

Hiccup groaned and squirmed underneath him, still holding onto Jack's hips. Jack snorted, taking that as an affirmative, but wanting more.

"Hic?" he asked again as he clenched hard around Hiccup, making the other hiss in surprise.

Hiccup nodded his head fervently, his eyes closed tight and Jack smirked when he noticed him blushing. Jack rocked himself, returning to Hiccup's ear.

"You're so big," he whispered. "Almost too big for- hyup!" he gasped as Hiccup thrust hard up into him without warning. He leaned back to see Hiccup smirking up at him. Jack narrowed his eyes.

Much to his surprise again, Hiccup grabbed hold of Jack's forearms and rolled him effortlessly onto his back, pinning him to the mattress. Jack was momentarily stunned at the other's strength, Hiccup's workout regime obviously having-

"Ah!" he cried out as Hiccup thrust into him again. But Jack didn't want to be on his back this time. He struggled and Hiccup let up enough for him to flip onto his stomach, but didn't waste any time in spreading Jack's legs apart and yanking his hips up so he could ease back into him. Jack let out a sigh of relief as he felt that irresistible pressure again. Sure, ok. Maybe Hic wasn't much of a talker, but he could perform just fine.

Jack raised himself up on his elbows and turned so he could admire his brunette lover. A groan escaped him as he saw Hiccup firmly pressed up against his ass, his hands keeping Jack's thighs apart, and all his recently acquired musculature only adding to the view.

"You look so fucking good," Jack groaned as Hiccup started to increase his pace. He struggled to get the words out. On all fours, he was still able to speak, unlike his back, where Hiccup liked to fold his knees up to where it was difficult for Jack to catch his breath.

"Do you like feeling me like this?" he asked as he squeezed himself around Hiccup, causing the brunette to let out a long groan.

Strong hands slid around his hips and pulled. Jack tried to protest as his back was pulled flush against Hiccup's chest, the brunette's arm wrapped across Jack's torso. He resumed thrusting into Jack, the angle pushing just right against his prostate, rendering Jack entirely speechless. His legs went to jelly and he found it difficult to even support himself, needing to rely on Hiccup to hold him upright.

"You know I do," Hiccup growled into Jack's ear as he wrapped his hand around Jack's cock.

Jack gave up. He relaxed his head against Hiccup's shoulder and closed his eyes in surrender. Hiccup bent his head to suck and nibble at the tendons in Jack's neck as he continued his pace. Somewhere in the back of Jack's mind, he knew Hiccup did this just to shut him up. Just so he could quickly and quietly make him cum.

But hey...he wasn't complaining.

…

Toothless returned from the shower to see Jack and Hiccup naked and draped all over one another in bed, the bed sheets twisted up around them. He smiled and shook his head. He could hear them from inside the adjoined bathroom and figured he was enjoying his shower too much to interrupt. Although, like usual, the noise mostly came from Jack.

"Enjoy yourselves?" he asked rhetorically as he dropped his towel to change. "I obviously know Jack did," he teased lightly, to which Jack silently raised a middle finger at him as he remained horizontal. Toothless scoffed as he pulled on his pants. It was no secret that Jack was competitive, and more often than not Toothless rose to his challenges. But he kind of enjoyed letting Jack have his personal challenge of getting Hiccup to talk dirty to him. It was amusing to witness at least.

But...at the very least...Toothless did enjoy making the brunette blush just as much as Jack did.

"I was thinking of getting my nipples pierced," he declared suddenly as he looked at his chest in the mirror.

"What?!" Hiccup cried out as he quickly sat up. "Why would you want that?"

"Because it feels good, apparently," Toothless said, trying really hard to keep a straight face as Hiccup lost his mind.

"It's a fucking needle, how is that supposed to feel good?!"

Toothless rolled his eyes. "After. Not during. Besides, you all don't seem to complain about my tongue piercing," he said turning his head with a smirk.

"Well, yeah- but…" Hiccup floundered and Toothless's grin grew a bit wider.

Sauntering over to the two of them, he crawled onto the bed until he was perched over top of Hiccup. Jack rolled onto his side to watch the show.

Toothless lowered his voice, trying to hide the amusement at watching a flustered Hiccup, as he asked, "You sure you wouldn't like it? You wouldn't like to play with it the same way I like using this," he flipped his tongue piercing to briefly display it under his front teeth, "to play with you?"

Hiccup turned a deep shade of red as he avoided eye contact with the raven haired boy. Glancing over at Jack, Toothless was a little surprised to see the pensive look on his face. Perhaps it wasn't such a bad idea if it got Jack this turned on by the thought of it…

But Hiccup seemed to have had enough. He reached up to push Toothless's shoulder to encourage him to get off, which Toothless obliged as he rolled onto Hiccup's other side.

"Jack, you don't seem that put off by the idea," he said beseeching the other brunette.

Jack shrugged, obviously trying to look casual. "Could be hot."

"You're both crazy," Hiccup retorted, turning on his side to face away from Toothless.

Toothless smoothly leaned over near Hiccup's ear. "Would you lick it?"

"Luka!" Hiccup exclaimed, covering his face with his arms, causing both Jack and Toothless to burst out in laughter. "Seriously, the things you say," Hiccup continued, his voice muffled by his arms, but his ears none the less red, "You both need to stop hanging out with each other."

"Oh, come on, I know you're fancying it," Toothless chuckled. "Wanna know how I know?" he asked as he slid a hand down Hiccup's stomach, inching ever closer to his very bare arousal.

"Mmmm." Hiccup gave a sheepish smile and turned on his back to pull Toothless in to kiss him. He groaned when he felt Jack lick at his nipple.

Yeah, now Toothless was seriously considering getting that piercing.

…

…

Jack was starting to wonder whether the whole 'his uncle actually being a dealer and enlisting Toothless' scenario was somehow imagined. They hadn't heard anything from him for over two weeks now and Toothless didn't seem at all bothered by it. Neither was Benedikt. When asked, they both just shrugged and said that was just how it operated. They were on a 'need-to-know' basis and so far, there was nothing they needed to know.

That was, until Bunny just materialized in their apartment.

"Evenin' everyone!" he called out as walked in with an armful of unfolded cardboard boxes.

Jack froze with his fork in midair, suddenly convinced the house was haunted.

"Bunny?!" Hiccup shouted from the top of the staircase.

"Yours truly," he said smiling broadly as he leaned the boxes against the wall. He glanced over at Jack and added, "Well, is this the only greeting I get after not seeing you for over a year?"

Jack snapped out of his reverie and stood up to walk over to his old friend. He reached up to hug him, both their hands clapping loudly on the other's back.

"What're you doing here?" Jack asked as he pulled away.

His answer came as Toothless walked in carrying even more unfolded boxes. He dropped them against the wall alongside Bunny's. "We're moving out," he sighed, sniffing from the cold outside.

In a combined effort that took them the rest of the night, since it apparently couldn't wait until morning, they had emptied and cleaned their entire apartment. Jack had to admit the feat wouldn't have been possible if it weren't for Bunny. The guy was a freaking machine.

…

"Welcome to your new abode!" Bunny said exuberantly as he shut the moving truck's door and the rest of them climbed out yawning widely. Clearly the time change was working in Bunny's favor.

Jack rubbed his eyes and looked at what appeared to be...a club.

"You're kidding," he stated too tired to fully convey his disbelief.

"Serious as a heart attack," he replied, maintaining that shit-eating grin. Jack found it hard to believe Bunny wasn't trying to moderately torture him. "Well, let's not stand out here. Come check it out first!"

They followed Bunny into the building. It was an old building made of stone. The doors opened up into a foyer, which at the end was a staircase that led down a level, but the room was opened up into a large rectangular room. It was almost like it used to lead to a basement, but they knocked out the floors so that it opened up into this huge hall. There were a lot of nooks and small corridors where bars, tables, and yeah a few cages, were installed. At the end stood the stage and dance floor.

"It's...actually kind of cool," Jack admitted.

"It's a gay club," Toothless stated bluntly from behind them as he read a sign on the wall.

"That was accidental, honest," Bunny conceded, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. "But it's your club now! You can make it whatever you want. Bit of a fixer upper, but the location is good and it has great bones. Got it for a steal."

"This is ours?" Hiccup asked still trying to take everything in.

"Well, legally just Benedikt's," Bunny explained. "But you're all in charge of it. It'll be like old times."

"What's the catch?" Jack asked suspiciously. This was happening too fast and with too little information for him to be comfortable with.

"Just...more responsibility?" Bunny said shrugging. "I'll be here to help ya for the first little while, but after that, you're in charge. If you're asking for my sage advice…" Jack really wasn't this early in the morning, but he could hardly stop him now. "I would first hire a staff. We have a few willing to move over with ya, but if you have anyone else in mind you can trust, that's key. You could have a similar set up like ya did at the Guardians. And-"

"Who's moving over?" Jack asked, his interest quickly piqued again.

"Ah well, Sandy for sure." Jack felt a burst of excitement to hear that. "Then Snotlout." Jack felt indifferent to that one. "Hiro and his mum, maybe a couple others."

"Anna?" Jack asked, his hopes building.

Bunny noticed Jack's anticipation and frowned slightly as he delivered, "Sorry mate. Anna still has her siblings to look after."

Jack fell a little. He had wanted Anna and even her siblings to also come, so everything could really be like old times. Jack liked having the kids there and that feeling of family, but that would be too hard a transition on them all. They still had school and everything.

"Alright," Toothless put a hand up, having had enough. "This is a lot. And we're all exhausted. If we have to unload everything, then let's do it really quick or else I'm sleeping in a hotel."

…

The next week consisted of preparations to their living quarters. The building behind the club was also theirs and the place where they would be needing to house ten or more people. It was behind the back storage and restrooms, thankfully providing some sound proofing. But they had set out to better insulate and sound proof everything so that people could have privacy. Bunny had also made it his mission to turn the building into a home before everyone arrived, meaning that none of them were able to rest until he was satisfied.

"This is gonna be our room," Toothless declared as Jack and Hiccup helped him relocate their bed. He had moved them to the uppermost room on furthest end. It had white, plaster walls with thick wooden moldings and a large window. The wrought iron heater sat coiled on the far side.

"It's hardly the biggest room," Hiccup commented noting the smaller size.

"Yeah, but it's definitely the most secluded," Toothless grunted, his voice strained and he repositioned the mattress. He exhaled deeply before continuing, "And we have the extra bathroom up here. I figured you'd appreciate that." He knelt down to start reassembling the bed frame.

Jack stood and pondered as he scanned the room. He had spent the last couple days cleaning this floor. And while he agreed with Hiccup that it was smaller in comparison, he would rather have that than be on top of everyone else. He appreciated his privacy.

"Think about it Hic," he interjected before going down to assist Toothless. "We can make as much noise as we want up here." He gave a not so subtle wink.

Hiccup rolled his eyes and walked over to the large casement window. They did get a pretty nice view from up here…

"Yeah, alright," Hiccup conceded. There was one other small room on the end of this floor. They hadn't any plans to move anyone in there. It would more than likely go to be Toothless's office.

"Say Toothless," Jack mentioned as they lifted the mattress onto the bed frame. "Did you make any plans to hire anyone like Bunny said?"

Toothless didn't answer at first, turning instead to collect the sheets for the bed.

"Toothless?" Jack asked, pressing to make sure he was listening.

"I did...but you're not going to be happy with me," Toothless admitted as he stretched out the fitted sheet.

Jack and Hiccup both stopped to look at him. Jack seemed to put it together first.

"You didn't," he said in denial.

Toothless straightened up. "He's the only one I trust enough here. And he needed to find a new place for him and his sister…"

"You've got to be kidding," Jack stopped him. "Nico's moving in with us?"

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