Hiccup was acting weird. Well weirder than normal. Maybe pre-Toothless weird, Astrid decided as she stared up at hut next to hers. She was worried about him but wasn't sure how to approach him on the subject. Hiccup was their leader yet right now he was acting anything but. He was skittish, not allowing people to touch him and when they did it was almost like some had slapped him or something. His face would get red and he'd looked around desperately before taking off, half the time without Toothless. In fact, the poor Nightfury had been forced to sleep in a stall the last two nights. And Hiccup had taken to locking his door, something he never did. Astrid had tried talking to him only for him to quite literally kick her out of his hut – she had never had him yell at her before or threaten her in any way, which had almost lead to an actual physical fight before Hiccup caved in on himself and took off with Toothless not to return until hours later. Fishlegs had tired talking to him before being politely told where to go. Snotlout got a little further and left with a smug look that said he knew something the others didn't which led the twins to corner Hiccup and try to pry out more info, exclusive to them but left even more confused than before. The only one he talked to was Gobber but even that was minimal at best.

Hiccup was keeping secrets. It was obvious they bothered the young man and he did have a guilty look whenever he spoke to Astrid, as if he had done something wrong and wanted to tell her but couldn't. It simply didn't make sense, Hiccup told her everything..well just about.

"I wish you could talk," Astrid said to Toothless as he rubbed against her side in greeting. The boy dragon had been trying to get in his riders hut since early morning with no luck. "I bet you know what's going on.

The few times Toothless had made it into Hiccup's hut had been weird ones that led to a bit of a raucous, things getting broken and Hiccup actually yelling at his best friend. Astrid had never heard Hiccup yell at Toothless like that. Sometimes the dragon would look upset, others oddly content. Whatever was going on with them put a whole new spin on weird.

Astrid was tempted to try talking to Hiccup again. Something must have happened when he was gone to make him act so strange. But, as if reading her mind, Toothless shot out ahead of her. Or maybe he knew something she didn't.

And indeed he did as Hiccup door opened and the youth in question stepped out looking as if he hadn't slept at all. His auburn hair was mused and even from a distance Astrid could see the bags under his eyes. He immediately stiffened when Toothless approached and looked torn between greeting his dragon and running back inside. Eventually he relaxed and tentively stroked Toothless's head.

"Just a few more days, bud," he assured. "I'm so sorry."

"Sorry for what?" Astrid asked as she stepped onto the platform. "Sorry for ignoring everyone the last couple days or making him sleep in a stall?"

The look on Hiccup's face was the darkest she had ever seen and she would have apologized if it weren't the only way to get answers out of him. "You know you got real mad at me about keeping secrets and working with Heather, how about you start telling me what you're hiding, uh?"

"I'm not hiding anything," he snapped before looking away, his face flushed as it often was when he told a lie. "I'm just working on something to protect the Edge, okay?"

"Oh…like what? And why can't we help you?"

"You just can't."

"Snotlout's under the impression you're seeing someone, are you?"

The boy's face hardened and he glared down at Toothless's scales.

That had to be it. Astrid felt her heart tighten but she shook it off and let out a soft sigh. "Look, it's okay. If you're seeing someone…I ah…it's okay. I mean we're not a…couple so…"

His head shot up, eyes wide. "Astrid…that's not…I mean…what I'm doing really is for the good of the team. I just need time to…well work out the kinks and ah…it's complicated."

"Hiccup, I'm here for you. We're all here for you," she assured, reaching out to touch him.

He immediately stepped back with a wide eyed frightened look as if she was going to strike him. He caught himself and gave a tiny unconvincing laugh as he raked a hand through his hair. "Yeah, I know. I just need more sleep or maybe some fresh air." His face suddenly lit up. Yeah...how about that, bud. We go flying for a bit?"

"Hiccup…" Astrid began but before she could say anything else, let along drag him off his dragon, Hiccup and Toothless were gone. "I knew I should have removed Toothless's harness and saddle," she grumbled to herself before whistling for Stormfly. With luck they could catch up to them, but that was not to be. Hiccup and Toothless shot off the Edge with such speed and determination that they was not finding them.

. . .

Hiccup and Toothless didn't return to late that night but Astrid stayed awake and waited for them and just like last time the duo landed in front of Hiccup's hut, the young man limping and dragon seemingly content. Astrid gave a snort and was about to confront them when Gobber placed a large hand on her shoulder.

"I'll talk to him, lass," he told her before hobbling past and heading straight to the heir's hut. The door was only halfway shut so the blacksmith opened it without knocking. He was happy that he did. His former apprentice had stripped off his tunic and wore only his trousers but that was not what caught Gobber's interest. There were fresh bruises on the boy's arms and back. Nothing scarring or damaging but finger prints and bite marks…human bite marks as well as one fading yet familiar set of dragon teeth imprints and a not too stubble hickey. "So are you going to tell me who marked you?" he demanded, shutting the door firmly and locking it. A tiny smile curled his lips when the boy jumped in fright.

"Gobber!" Hiccup cried.

"You know you've had that girl worried sick about you. If you're seeing someone new I think she deserves the right to know."

The youth stared at him for a long time. "I'm not…"

Gobber gestured to the bruises and marks.

"I've been training with someone," the boy stammered.

"Now you're just trying to hurt my feelings," Gobber teased before sobering. "Those are not combat bruises. Let's try the truth. You've always been a bad liar."

"It's nothing. I'm fine," Hiccup insisted. "I just needed some air to clear my head. I met up with a friend and…"

"Hiccup, if their hurting you…"

"No knew is hurting me."

"If someone is abusing you, I want you to tell me. Those aren't love bites. Whoever you're fucking around with isn't very stable. "

"I'm not…"

"I know it's not Dagur, I've already cornered him. Who are you messing around with? Is it that Viggo person?"

Hiccup's face flamed at the suggestion. "What? No!" he objected, trying to hide the lie. "That would be like…like being with Alvin…ewe…"

Gobber eyes him for a long time before sighing and looking older than his years. He pinched the bridge of his nose and took a stance much as Stoick the Vast would when dealing with the boy. "Hiccup, your friends are worried. You haven't been yourself. You've even brushed Toothless away. DD he hurt you, is that how you got marked, rough housing too much."

The boy gave a quick nod that easily told he was lying. Hell, Gobber had helped raise the boy. He was a better lie detector than Hiccup's father. But he also knew how stubborn the Haddock men were and decided to drop the matter. "Whelp, I guess Berk will be doing without me a few more days. Astrid asked me to help improve the defences and Snotlout volunteered to test them out. I suggest you decide what you're doing before your father shows up looking for me. I'm sure he'll be very interested in who you've been playing rough with."

Hiccup's face paled. "Ah…Gobber?"

"Yes?"

There was a moment of silence then Hiccup shook his head. "Nothing. I was just wondering…what if it wasn't a girl?"

Gobber stared at him for a moment then smiled. "We'll still love you. No matter what."

Hiccup nodded. It was a bit of a comfort but not much. If people knew the truth…

"Hiccup, what's wrong with your arm?" Gobber suddenly asked, his narrowing as he watched the youth absently rub his right arm. It wasn't the usual nervous gesture Hiccup often did when upset or worried. It was as if the boy was in pain but was keeping quiet.

"Uh?"

"Your arm…let me see it." Sure there were bruising littering the kids body but none of them looked serious.

"It's nothing. Just a sprain," Hiccup answered quickly.

But it wasn't.

Gobber forcibly took Hiccup's arm and inspected it. There was definitely bruising but unlike most of the other marks this had actual finger marks showing a hand far larger than Hiccup's …nearly the size of Gobber's or even Stoick…had manhandled the boy. "Who did this?" The blacksmith demanded. When Hiccup refused to answer, Gobber decided further examination was needed.

Now normally Gobber wouldn't care who anyone slept with or wanted to be with and Hiccup was pretty good at keeping his private life private. He could be with a woman or man and Gobber would support him 110%. But when possible abuse was present then he got his papa bear on and dealt with matters head on. No he was giving the bruises a better inspection.

Rough sex wasn't uncommon. Hel, Gobber enjoyed it as much as the next guy. Bruises, claw and teeth marks came with the territory and we're often treated as badges of honor as they would be in battle. But Hiccup wasn't treating as badges of honor, he was trying to hide them.

"Gobber, this is silly, I'm fine. See, just a few marks. Most of them were from playing with Toothless. Hey, wait…you said it didn't matter. Gobber, stop it!"

The man had pulled Hiccup trousers low on his hips the see large hand prints on the boy's hips and deep gashes cause by sharp finger nails. The youth immediately stopped fighting when Gobber traced a finger over one mark. His breath hitched and face took on an interesting shade of red. Gobber paid it little mind as he turned his former apprentice around to inspect his back and upper cheeks of his rear.

Hiccup couldn't help it. Gobber's gentle touches had triggered his arousal and he didn't know what to do. He was happy when he was forced to face the wall. At least Gobber didn't have to witness how hard he was getting by something that by all means should be the most embarrassing thing to happen to him. Every touch brought visions and memories of the Grimborn fucking him. He could feel their hot touches, their lips and tongues gliding over his body, their sharp nails digging into him as the rutted into his tight core. He could feel it happening all over again an he wanted it, needed it so bad he was about time beg for it, for Gobber to take him deep and hard. But two things stopped him. 1) this was Gobber, his mentor and second father who wanted only what was best for him and was trying to figure out what was going on. 2) Viggo instructed him that no one but the Grimborn were allowed to fuck him…unless of course they invited someone to join them. 3) He couldn't even touch himself without Viggo's permission.

His election was straining against his trousers. He needed release. Maybe if he turned around he could get Gobber to…

No…nope, not going their.

"Hiccup, if someone is hurting you you know you can tell me, right?" Gobber reminded him as he stood.

Hiccup pressed his forehead against the wooden wall. "I know," he breathed, trying to keep his voice steady. "But no one is hurting me. We…we just get a little rough." He gave a tiny laugh. "If you think I look bad you should see what I do to them." He wasn't very convincing but Gobber let him go. "You know, combat training and all…sometimes it leads to…well…yeah…"

The older man let out a sigh. "Alright, lad. If you're positive you're not in over your head I'll let it."

The boy quickly nodded. "I'm positive. Everything is absolutely fine. It's nothing I can't handle. Besides, I have Toothless with me and he…well…he makes sure nothing bad happens. He takes good care of me." In more ways than one, he thought, absently rubbing the fading imprint on his shoulder.

Gobber looked him over a moment more, doubt written all over his face, before sighing once more, shaking his head and limping away. "Teenagers," he grumbled with a shake of his head.

Hiccup let out a sigh of relief and nearly collapsed once the door shut behind his mentor. "Oh Gods," he whispered, the tightness in his grown now unbearable. He had almost lost control. Had Gobber lingered even a moment longer he would have lost it and been on his knees begging to be fucked. His libido was completely out of what. The few brushes against his friends had driven him nuts before but Gobber's exploratory touches had nearly sent him over the edge. It didn't help that he had a new dildo shoved deep in his ass, pressing against his prostrate that made every move almost unbearable. It had only been an hour since leaving Viggo but Hiccup already desperately needed to be fucked. But he couldn't go back, not right away, not with Gobber watching his every move.

He glanced sideways at Toothless. There was only one thing he could do and it could mean a hefty punishment but at that moment Hiccup no longer cared. He needed to be fucked and he needed to be fucked hard. But could he really do it? Could he really let his best friend…

He thunked his head against the wall. What was happening to him? How could he even consider doing this to himself and his best friend? He should just go back to Viggo and… And what? Tell him he can't live without them? That he needed to filled every moment of every day? Maybe he should just tell the others what was going on. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Maybe they could go back to Berk and forget about the Edge and discovering new dragons.

No. If he told the others that would only endanger them. They would want to fight Viggo and put a stop to things and most likely get hurt or captured or both. They might even end up in the same situation. The mere idea of one of the Hunters touching Astrid sent a wave of disgust through him. She was his best friend. He loved her. Besides, he wasn't even sure he wanted it to stop. There was a certain thrill that went through him each time he was tied up and all control was taken from him. It was an element of danger, the fear that maybe this time they would go too far or never let him go, that maybe there was no escape. And then there was and that fear was suddenly gone and…

It was mind boggling. After weeks of being the Grimborns' play thing he still couldn't understand why they were doing what they were and why he kept going back for more. Did he seriously like the pain as much as the sex?

Toothless nudged him. His dragon had been so good since their forced mating. Hiccup had feared Toothless would want to mate all the time after the last but the Nightfury had done nothing more than be supportive. He hadn't changed at all but did seem to know when Hiccup needed release as he did now. Toothless nudged him toward the loft and up to his bed. They had only mated once at home and it had happened almost naturally. Hiccup had been in so much pain, his length so hard with arousal that his best friend had literally broken into their hut to take care of him. It started with mere licking and turned into something far more. It had scared Hiccup. He thought for sure Viggo would know but the man had given him a once over before moving on to their usual activities. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to let Toothless take care of him again. After all, six loads of cum really wasn't anything Hiccup couldn't handle anymore. He just couldn't be as vocal as he was at the Hunter camp.

Once in his room, Hiccup stripped off the remainder of his clothing and stood before his best friend. Toothless sniffed at his election before giving it a long lick. Hiccup shivered at the sensation. Oh Gods, it felt so God, so alien compared to when Viggo or Ryker did it. He shuddered. It felt good…it felt so good. He didn't, he didn't wait. He got down on all fours, fished out a ball gag from under his bed and then removed the butt plug.

"Do it, bud," he told his best friend before shoving the gag in his mouth.

He braced himself for the deep penetration that was to follow. A muffled cry tore from as it always did when the dragon began working his length into him in a series of sharp, hard thrusts. But the pain felt right, as it had come to over the weeks. Hiccup could handle it because it would lead to unimaginable pleasure after where he would be left in an almost drunken state from the dragon cum that would soon fill him. He rocked back into that thick cock, coaxing his dragon to continue, fearing and needing the punishing pace Toothless would soon begin. When Toothless growled and bucked forward, sending his humans balance off kilter, Hiccup knew he had no more control. The Nightfury slipped into his rut as easily as into water and his large green eyes narrows into slits as a animal instinct took hold. He rimmed powerfully into Hiccup as his knot formed. His first orgasm was with Hiccup pinned the to wooden floor. The second was a little less painful and the dragon had been kind enough to move his human to the bed. There the third and forth lot of spunk filled Hiccup. The forth saw Hiccup gain a small measure of control back as he rode his dragon engorged cock but by the fifth Hiccup had passed out and Toothless was left doing whatever his heart desired to the youth. But Hiccup was content and felt no fear, not like he often did with Viggo and Ryker. When Toothless was dine they lay together curled up in Toothless's nest. That is until a Night Terror arrived with a note from Viggo.

Hiccup stared at it bleary for a few minutes in confusion. He had only left the Hunters a few hours ago.

"Come now," was all it said with the initials V.G. Hiccup didn't hesitate. He dressed quickly and he and Toothless were off without so much as a word to any of the riders.

. . .

Gobber watched Hiccup and Toothless fly off again with a deep frown. He had seen the Night Terror slip into Hiccup's hut. No doubt it was whoever the boy had been spending time with calling on him again. He didn't like it, not one bit and he was almost tempted to contact Stoick a and let him know something was going on. Instead he turned to the only one he could count on the watch over Hiccup without losing his temper and gather the information he needed.

"Follow him," he told Fishlegs. "Stay far back. Don't engage, just follow and tell me where he's been going and who he's meeting up with. If can get more, great. Just don't let anyone catch you."

The heavy set young man looked unsure. "Isn't this an Astrid or Snotlout type of job?"

"Astrid is already at her wits ends and neither Snotlout or the twins have the patience needed to spy on him without getting involved," Gobber explained. "Just follow him then come back and tell me where he went."

Fishlegs nodded. "Just find out where he's going," he repeated to himself as he climbed onto Meatlug's back. "Do not engage and stay out of sight."

"Yes. No matter what happens, stay out of sight," Gobber confirmed. He hoped he was wrong and that Hiccup really was only seeing a new love interest but he had a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach and his feelings weren't usually wrong.