With the discovery of a new season of the TV show I have suddenly been hit with the urge to write more fanfiction (go figure). With the age jump in the third season, I've edited the old chapters to take place shortly after the first 2 episodes of season 3. (If you've already read them they haven't changed much) I don't like it when my fanfics directly contradict cannon, and to be honest it fit pretty well there and gives me ammunition to write further chapters. No promises how many chapters you get before I drop off the earth again... at least two though! Maybe more.

All characters are owned by Dreamworks

"Dad you don't underst-"

"Oh I understand son." The Chief's voice thundered through their house and from the corner of his eye Hiccup watched Toothless bolt out the window. Astrid had left by the same window only moments before. Stoick had been waiting downstairs for her to depart before stomping up to speak with his (at that time still sleeping) son. "Two nights ago I was the proudest father in Berk. Not many men would have restrained themselves the way you did; most would have done what you did last night."

Hiccup crossed his arms defiantly and looked away blushing, "We didn't do that," he said defensively.

"Then what exactly did you do?" Hiccup turned deep red and Stoick gave him no time to answer. "It all leads to the same place in the end. Hiccup you will be chief some day, but you aren't ready now and you certainly aren't ready to be rearing a child."

"Dad we didn't-" Hiccup stood up in protest but his father silenced him with a glare.

"From now on you and Astrid are not to be alone together. You must be accompanied at all times..."

"Fine, it's not like Toothless and Stormfly aren't with us most of the time anyways."

"...by another Viking. Your dragon proved last night that he was not a responsible chaperone."

Hiccup hit the wall with his balled fist, "Are you serious? We're grown adults! I'm not old enough to make my own decisions and be responsible for them?"

Stoick grabbed Hiccup's shirt and pulled his son eye level to him, "You are not ready to deal with the responsibilities of your careless actions. Now your chief has given you an order. I suggest you obey it."

That had been the end of that, for some time Hiccup found it impossible to even have a quiet word with Astrid without being overheard, let alone some time alone with her. He noticed too that she had become withdrawn from him. Hiccup knew that when she had left his room that morning she was still well within earshot of the discussion he and his father had. She was either avoiding the wrath of Stoick the Vast, or his father's words had carried more weight with her than they had with Hiccup. What ever the reason for it, they had suddenly reverted back to just friends. Hiccup didn't like it and each day crawled by slower than the one before.

In that time the riders had established their base camp at Dragon's Edge. It took nearly a month to finish construction of the separate huts and the central club house. Finally finished, Hiccup was beginning to see this place as a second home. He entertained thoughts of one day founding a sister village on this island, but for now he was happy to have new places to explore and adventures to keep him busy.

Stretching his arms, Hiccup looked over his work for the evening and smiled. The concept drawings for the flight suit were really coming along nicely. One more night and he would be ready to build his first model. Pulling his chair away from the desk Hiccup turned to see Toothless sleeping soundly in his part of the room. I guess it has gotten quite late. Making his way to his own bed Hiccup yawned as he pulled his shirt over his head. Sitting down on the side of the bed he leaned over to remove his metal limb, when there was a knock at his door.

Hiccup felt his heart skip a beat at the sound. If the island was in trouble he was certain he would have heard yelling before anyone got close to his door, and the knock was too firm to be Fishlegs, but too soft to be anyone else other than, "Astrid," he greeted her as he opened the door and gestured for her to come in, "what are you doing here?"

She didn't answer right away, instead she looked around his hut for the first time. The forge was a separate room outside and more open to the air, but there were vents against the wall to provide heat in the colder months of the year. His living space was simple, a desk, and a bed for both him and Toothless. Other than that there was a small hearth and a fair bit of open space near the door. "I wanted to talk to you," she said eventually, "but there isn't really room to sit here."

"Yeah sorry about that... I guess I never considered we would meet outside the clubhouse. I should get some chairs and a table in here..." They stood there in a painfully awkward silence for a moment before Hiccup filled the space, "Here take my desk chair, I'll sit on the bed while we talk."

Settling into the chair Astrid blushed as she watched Hiccup drop onto the bed. The light of the fire cast small shadows on his bare chest, highlighting every toned muscle. She remembered how it had felt to touch his skin, how it had felt when he had touched hers... suddenly Astrid didn't want to talk.

"So," Hiccup leaned back against the wall, with his hands behind his head, "what did you want to talk about?"

Looking away from him in order to clear her head for a moment, Astrid searched for the words she needed. Eventually she gave up. Shrugging Astrid just said, "Stoick." Hiccup sat straight up and looked around, as if he feared that speaking his father's name could summon him to the island; Astrid couldn't help but smile but it faded quickly. "He didn't approve of what we did that night."

Hiccup let out a deep, tired sigh. "No he didn't. He said what we did was foolish, irresponsible, and that we were not ready to face the repercussions that could come of it." The room was silent for a moment save for the dragon's steady breathing.

"Do you agree with him?"

"What?" the question took Hiccup completely by surprise.

"Do you think what we did was foolish or irresponsible?" Astrid was on the edge of her seat, eyes intently gazing into his.

"No." Hiccup's voice was firm and his eyes matched her fire as he answered, "No I don't."

She came at him with such force that the he fell backwards. Her lips found his before his head touched the blankets and his hands were in her hair and around her waist with equal speed. She had meant to say more; that they should be cautious and not go too far too quickly, but when it came down to the moment she decided that wasn't what she really wanted. "Oh Hiccup," her words were breathy as she whispered into his ear, "I want...aahhh"

Hiccup's lips against the nape of her neck cut off her train of thought. Astrid melted into his mouth as he traveled up the side of her neck, and nibbled on her earlobe. "I'm sorry m'lady," he chuckled, licking the rim of her ear teasingly, "what was it you wanted?" his soft breath sent a shiver through her body.

"You," Astrid moaned, "I want all of you."

"That's right, just like that. Gods I love that dirty tongue of yours." his hands gripped Astrid's blond hair tightly as he guided her mouth along his full length. Pulling her in he pushed deep into her throat. Astrid gagged, tightening around him. "Not used to so much are you? I know I'm quite impressive."

"Impressive?" her voice echoed the word mockingly, "You have no idea what he is packing down there, and don't even get me started on your dragon." Her words were laced with venom as she spoke, "Hiccup tamed a nightfury and all you could manage was a deadly nadder? You are nothing compared to him and you never will be. You are a pathetic excuse for a Viking."

Dagur woke in a cold sweat for the third time this week. He hated Hiccup for humiliating him, and he needed to find a way to prove himself to Astrid. He knew she would respect his strength. He just needed to show her... and find something more impressive than a deadly nadder to ride while doing it.

"Astrid are you sure?" Hiccup sat up and Astrid shifted so she was straddling his lap. He would be lying if he said he hadn't dreamed of this but... "this is all very sudden after the month of silence we just had." As he looked at her Hiccup realized she was pretending not to hear him. Her attention was on his chest as she traced the outline of his muscles. "Astrid," his voice was a little firmer this time and Toothless stirred in the corner.

"Of course this is what I want," her voice sounded defensive and a little angry, "why else would I have come here tonight?"

"You had said you wanted to talk." Hiccup took in a sharp breath as Astrid placed her hand on his inner left thigh, gently running her hand along what she knew was not his leg.

"We did that already," she smiled mischievously as he began to grow under her touch, "and now I want to do other things..."

"As-Astrid," he was trying. Gods he was trying, "don't you think we should take this slow?" In response she took his hand, opened his palm, and guided it under her skirt. Hiccup's eyes widened.

"I'm ready Hiccup, gods I've been ready for weeks! Do you feel how ready I am?" Hiccup nodded silently as his fingers rubbed against the soaked material of her leggings. Her hips rolled into his hand and her words came between moans, "We've waited long enough Hiccup, I don't want to wait anymore. We finally have a place where we can be together...please don't send me away."

Hiccup's throat felt dry as he tried to find the right words for what he was thinking. "Astrid," she froze as he removed his hand, placing it on her hip, "I feel like I've waited an eternity since that night, but I get the feeling that this wasn't what you had in mind when you came in here." She shifted her weight above him uncomfortably and Hiccup was certain he was right. "If I thought for a moment that this was what you truly came here for..." he smiled at the thoughts which were left unsaid.

"Is there anything I can do to change your mind?" Hiccup could hear in her voice that she already knew the answer.

"If you would like you can stay the night," he offered, "and we can see where we stand in the morning."

Astrid sighed in defeat. "Why do you always have to be a gentleman?"

"Because m'lady deserves nothing less."

Well there you have it.

I hope all of you felt as uncomfortable reading the first bit of that dream sequence as I did writing it. I will not apologize for it though; I needed something to break up the scene and that worked perfectly.

As always I appreciate feedback! Let me know what you think is working or not with my writing.

If past history is any indication, expect a few new updates before I drop off again for a while...but I will be back!