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Title: Missed You
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It was dark when Hiccup and Toothless touched down, home at last. He took a quick look at the quiet village. Nothing was destroyed, burnt down, or broken. Had everything really gone alright without him? He unhooked his leg from the saddle rig and slid to the ground.
"Alright, let's get some sleep, Bud," Hiccup patted Toothless's nose. He looked as tired as Hiccup felt.
Toothless gave no objection, and shuffled off to the house-side stables where Stormfly was sound asleep. Hiccup eased open the front door and tiptoed into the darkness. He was tired, but he was hungry, and his stomach won out. He searched the kitchen as quietly as he could, finally coming up on a stale loaf of bread. He picked off a piece of mold and flicked it into the sleeping logs of the hearth fire.
He had just sat down and taken a bite when he heard the gentle creaking of the stairs. He froze and cranked his neck to look. Astrid was standing with one foot on the top stair. Her hair was a mess and her eyes were droopy.
"Hiccup?"
"Hey," Hiccup said with a full mouth.
"You're home,"
"Yes," Hiccup swallowed.
Astrid came down the stairs. Her pillow-messed hair toppled over her shoulder. "I didn't think you'd be home for another two days."
"I know, but the meeting wrapped up early."
"You're home," Astrid said, her sleepy smile spreading.
"Yeah," Hiccup nodded. "Go back to bed, I'll be there in a minute."
She shook her head.
"What's wrong?"
She crossed the space between them, her bare feet padding on the cold wood, her dreamy eyes locked on him.
"Astrid?" Hiccup asked, but her name had no sooner left his lips than her arms wrapped around his torso. Even half asleep, her grip was fierce. Her hands clutched the shirt on his back. He dropped the bread onto the table and returned her embrace. She was still warm.
"I missed you," Astrid whispered into his shoulder.
Hiccup smiled into her hair. He brushed a stray hair from her shoulder. "I missed you, too."
"Come on to bed, Babe," Hiccup said, leaving a kiss on her hair.
He loosened her grip and guided her back toward the stairs. Up the stairs, to the bed, Astrid didn't object. She crawled under the blankets and Hiccup pulled them up to her chin. He started to pull of his flight suit, piece at a time, trying to be quiet. He came to the bed and sat down and pulled off his boot. He unhooked his prosthetic and laid it on the floor beside his boot. He scooted underneath the blanket and settled onto the pillow.
It felt so good to be back in his own bed, his bed, and his wife beside him. Her eyes weren't completely closed.
"What?" Hiccup whispered.
"Nothing,"
Her hand grazed his chest. He brought his own up to meet hers, lacing his fingers with hers. She scooted closer. Her lips pecked his nose. Smiling, he kissed her back.
"I love you,"
"I love you, too,"
Astrid curled into his side, entangling her limbs with him. Hiccup closed his eyes and rested his cheek in her hair. He fell asleep with her hand in his, but he woke with her mouth on his.
"Mmm," Hiccup hummed into her lips.
"Good morning," Astrid said as she broke away.
"Yeah," Hiccup nodded.
Her hand trailed down his chest, to the hem of his shirt, tickling the sensitive skin above his pants. It sent shivers up his stomach, and downward.
"Astrid," Hiccup tried to sit up, but she pushed him back down.
"We've got maybe ten minutes before someone came knocking," Astrid said, urgency on her tongue. She leaned down and kissed him quick. "Unless you don't want to,"
"Oh, no, no, please continue,"
Astrid pushed his shirt up his stomach. He sat up to help her pull it over her head. Her hands traced over his arms, his shoulders. She crashed his lips against his, hands over his chest. He worked his hands underneath her shirt, soft skin sending fire through his limbs. He needed more.
His hand searched over her back, the skin he knew, the woman he loved. They crashed together, searching, needy, starving. She pulled him with her back onto the bed, wrapping her legs around him, pulling at his hair. He fell into her, moaning into her mouth, drinking up the ecstasy that slipped from her lips with every motion of their hips.
"Hiccup," Astrid gasped.
His own breath was too ragged to answer coherently, instead he let his quick gasps do the talking. Her nails raked against his shoulders as he back arched, pressing her chest into his, and as her body went limp with him, he joined her in the post elation, basking as the bliss shrouded. Her legs tightened around his waist as he spilled, keeping him in place.
Hiccup collapsed onto the bed beside her. Astrid curled into him and kissed him on the cheek.
"I missed you,"
Hiccup smiled. "I missed you, too, Astrid."
