I Want Your Bite.
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Author: B.B. Asmodeus.
Rating: Mature/Lemon.
Pairings: Hiccup/Toothless; Camicazi/Astrid; Tuffnut/Snotlout; Eret/Stormfly; Ruffnut/Cloudjumper(and also a little Valka/Stoick, 'cause here Stoick is alive and kicking). If the other couples aren't of your taste, just jump over them.
Warnings: Explicit dragon/human /Omega/Beta 'verse. You don't like it? Then be a grown up and hit the back button.
Summary: For unknown reasons, Heats active all over Berk ahead of schedule. Chaos ensues. Cloudjumper is the only one concerned about it.
List of kinks: Yaoi/Slash, Yuri/Fem-slash, Het, Self-lubrication in male Omegas, Knotting, light Dominant/Passive roles, Biting, Oral sex, Anal sex, 69, Scissor sex, Abuse of pheromones, Dragon sex, Interspecies sex, Abuse of body fluids,Frottage, Rimming. Aaaaaand I believe that it is all for now.
Important note: This story is a translation of my own fic "Quiero Tu Mordida" (in spanish). It's my first English translation ever so, I would apprentice the feedback. ;3 Also, if someone wants to offer as my beta, that would be awesome! Any mistakes are mine.
Timeline: This is set in a Post-HTTYD2 AU where Stoick is alive and, obviously the plot exist in a A/O/B 'verse.
Another thing: If you don't know who Camicazi is, I'm seriously judging you right now. Nah, kidding, it's a character from the books, she's Hiccup's other best friend besides Fishlegs. She's a kickass and wonderful character that deserves more attention and love!
¡ENJOY!
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Pt. 2.
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"I want you with me."
-Two Door Cinema Club. (The World is Watching)
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Stormfly knew what she wanted. And when she wanted something, she got it.
It was one of her qualities that Eret most admired. Her determination. Her fire. Her independence. Doing what she thought was right, even though her rider would not be always in agreement.
For that reason, Eret really shouldn't have been so surprised, when a Deadly Nadder took him from the shoulders straight into the skies, interrupting his woodwork's activities. "'Fly, what's the matter with you? I was busy, girl! We already spoke of this!"
Stormfly had deep conflicts with Eret's drakkar, jealous of the immense attention that her boyfriend gave to it on a daily basis. Eret didn't understand it, since for a real pirate like Eret, your drakkar represented your hands and legs. It needed endless reparations, always. He had explained it to her in several occasions, but Stormfly was such a stubborn princess, sometimes. Okay—all the time.
When he looked down—big mistake—he became aware that they were flying beyond High Point, up until the small solitary island that Eret had chosen to build his home on, following old Gothi's style. And who could blame him? He couldn't take so much juvenile drama all the gods-damned-time.
Not that that really stopped Hiccup and his gang, from visited him almost every day. Eret would never get rid of them, apparently.
Resigned to his fate, Eret sighed. "Fly, I don't know what you're up to, but you better have a good reason—"
"Heat. Now." The precipitate rumble shook his entire world.
Eret raised his eyebrows. "Oh." That explains it. His mood improved almost immediately. That… was another reason for which Eret had chosen such an isolated point. Stormfly's heats.
When they reached the hut, the omega introduced them through the large window Eret himself had carved. Once in familiar territory, Eret went directly to the point. After stripping from his clothes completely, the human approached the bed, where Stormfly awaited for him. "It's all right, sweeheart. Don't worry about a thing." It could be said that Eret was not a conventional alpha. He could have the biological heritage, but Stormfly was the true boss in their relationship. They didn't waste time discussing the matter. Eret liked to pleased her, so there wasn't any difference when the heats came along.
They were somewhat new in this. Eret was not so young and flexible nowdays, and Stormfly's colossal size could become a barrier between them. Since the beginning they had persisted trough many experiments.
Eret settled himself at the foot of the bed, Stormfly's tail curling around his waist. He inhaled deeply. "Mmmm. What do we have here?" The offering lying in front of him, was the most exotic thing Eret had ever faced. He'd had never imagined that he would end up here, that he'd end up loving a creature of such different mold. Loving a creature, that in the past, had represented nothing to him but personal gain. Eret caressed his girl's belly, his fingertips stimulating buds all over the rough texture. Stormfly's colors hypnotized him, they were so beautiful. Exceptional. They reminded him of the colors blending trough his dreams. "Honey. You're pure honey, my lady." With that, he went over the crusty skin with his lips, tasting the sugar of her essence, directly from the beehive.
Stormfly's sweet sigh make the hut shake. "You Touch me and I feel like Dying."
Eret smiled. "Don't die yet, the fun part is just beginning."
"I knew it would be You." Stormfly whimpered, her wings arching with absolute rapture. "I knew you were the Right One. I saw you and I knew it."
Eret didn't know how to confront such melancholies from their past. He could be reciprocal with the confession, but that would be a lie. Eret had not felt the connection with Stormfly until the dragon had risked her life for him. Until someone had gotten hurt. Eret had never made public his alpha's status, mainly in fear for Drago's reaction, and secondly because once people found out about it, strong expectations would immediately fall on an Alpha's shoulders: "You have to be strong, you have to take charge, you have to protect, you have to worry you for your clan, you have to breed with a pretty omega."
The Eret form then hadn't been interested in responsibilities, obligations, or possible sentimental ties…
And now… "I dream for days like these, when you're at my complete mercy. Usually you're so bossy and demanding, that when the roles change, I feel that there's justice in the world."
A slight prick of the bicolor tail, took revenge on his side, playfully. Eret climbed on top of Stormfly, surrounding her waist with his knees. "No one else can't help you. No one else will make you feel this way." With that, his magical fingers got to work, extracting sparkling sounds from his omega. He massaged her nub's moist folds, his digits scissoring, cutting every tread of sanity inside of her. The soft warm cave was not so different from a human woman's. However, the sensibility of an omega in heat sharpened the dragon's pleasure. With his thumb, Eret outlined her center's contours, flirting with the delicate protuberances that protected the entrance. "This is why I'm yours. Only with me you give in. Because you trust me. You trust me to take care of you."
"Those big arms of yours, he-helped to con-convince me too—Aaaaah."
"Oh, you don't say?"
In retribution, he withdrew his hand, his soaked tips lavished in lubrication. Eret licked them with extreme protectiveness, making sure Stormfly watched his every movement. Then, he curved his fingers in her direction. "Want a taste?"
"Yes. I want to taste you. You."
Eret's chuckle was charged with devilish delight. "Watch out with the teeth." He moved his lap towards Stormfly's chest, conceding to her wishes.
His omega's tongue strained over the distance, getting free from her large cage made out of sharp teeth, encasing his penis in a smoldering embrace. Eret closed his eyes, moaning in complete oblivion…
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High levels of pheromones were affecting Berk's environment.
Abnormal levels.
There were Heat Seasons that could synchronize between the Omegas, but this was too much of a coincidence.
Cloudjumper heard the Haddock's residence door opening. But, it wasn't Valka who entered.
"I knew I'll find you here—Oh, no. You have your boring face on."
Cloudjumper shook his upper wings, flying away from his perching post to the den's floor. "I do not have a Boring Face."
Ruffnut crossed his arms across her chest, surely having a hard time understanding dragonese, if Cloudjumper was reading her pensive expression correctly. "But… guess what?" A closed-lips smile morphed out of the human's annoyance. Slowly, the female's body danced to his proximity, her slender fingers extending with certain natural elegance. Instinctively, Cloudjumper dropped his head, allowing her to pet the crest across his face. "I'll distract you."
The smell was impossible to miss: the salt of the ocean, mixed with orange's effervescence. It was a living torture. An anguish already too familiar to his senses. Cloudjumper tried to back up, as soon the omega's insinuation started to make sense.
"No. No. It is not appropriate."
Regardless of her limitations, Ruffnut seemed to read the rejection for what it was. And she didn't look very accepting. She avoided Cloudjumper's escaping attempts, and wrapped his skinny arms around his neck. Well, at least she tried to. "Where do you think you're going? Everyone's having fun except me! I went to visit my brother, and oh surprise, it looks like a war zone in there! Then I went to Fishlegs's house—Okay, I really don't want to remember that part. Forget that I mentioned it. The point is—"
A loud moan coming from the floor above them interrupted them. Both heads, dragon and human, went directly towards the roof. When it began to shake, the blonde let out an exasperated groan.
"—everyone is taking advantage of the situation! Even Hiccup's parents! Even Eret stood me up at the workshop, to enjoy his honeymoon!"
Cloudjumper make the mistake of lowering his face, linking his stare with those vicious azure eyes. He fell right into the omega's enchantment, then. "I can't— "
The kiss sealed his fate.
Sweet, brief. A warm embrace of pheromones enveloped him, calming him and at the same time, exalting him. Feeling the Alpha freeze up, Ruffnut departed from the kiss just enough to give him a smile. Her tongue traced over her own upper teeth, testing his composure. "This is not the first time that I ask you to be my Alpha. And it won't be the last. I'll insist, insist, and insist, until I'm old and wrinkled…"
Cloudjumper could not understand it. "Why?"
The female surprised him again, showing him that she had been catching up on his studying, although she hated it. "Because I don't want anyone else. And nobody else will have me." That pink tongue didn't know limits, licking a straight line from his chin to the last of his eyebrows. "Because I'll kill anyone else who tries to lay a claim on you. I swear it."
Cloudjumper shuddered. In battle the woman became a true goddess. On many nights, he'd had fantasies about cleaning out dry blood off pale skin, only using his tongue as instrument. "I'll kill any other Alpha who tries to possess you." It was difficult to make the confession. Ruffnut and Cloudjumper had spent a lot of time dancing around each other. Cloudjumper had felt attracted to her since the first heat's season spent on Berk. The moon's mystic whispers had encouraged him to capture the human for himself. To mark her as his, had been his first impulse as soon as the wave of pheromones has filled his nostrils.
Yet, Cloudjumper had a code, and mating with such a creature… it went against his best reservations. He didn't want to ruin the young and breakable being. He wasn't unaware about the interspecies unions that were developing under his new Alpha's reign. However, not all was so simple… Toothless and Stormfly were blessed. They were the lucky ones among the rest.
"I desire you so much in occasions—That I wouldn't know what to do once I had you, dear omega."
She was, relatively speaking, a female child.
Cloudjumper didn't want… to hurt her.
His chin was kissed again. "Let's found out, then. I'm not afraid. And don't confused being single with being inexperienced, Mister X."
The indignant growl astonished even Cloudjumper himself. Ruffnut chuckled softly at his reaction.
"Not so indifferent after all, huh?"
Cloudjumper twisted his head, grumbling and muttering unpleasant things. What was happening to him? It wasn't his business if Ruffnut had other lovers in wait. "Not here. We can't do it here."
By the gods. This Omega would be his perdition. Cloudjumper was sure of it.
Just a caress among the scales of his neck, prompted immediate pants out of his lungs. Just to feel the woman's breath hitting his snout, accelerated his heartbeat. It was madness. Cloudjumper was affected by every one of her most mundane actions.
But then again to know that it was reciprocal, to know that Cloudjumper's closeness made Ruffnut shiver with similar glee… It empowered him. It made him feel… wanted. That hadn't happened in a long time.
It was the final boost that he needed. The final reassurance that incited him to break his own rules.
So when the coy whisper came to his proximity, taunting his control—"Then, take me to where we can, big boy"—Cloudjumper stopped fighting it. The alpha in him roused, and roared…
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To be continued…
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AN: This chapter was shorter, sorry, but real life keeps getting in the way. Hope you liked it!
Drakkar: "Dragon", referring to a viking's boat.