Hello all, apologies for the longer wait, real life has been a bit of a git lately. But here is part four!

First, thank you for all your reviews again, I won't reply individually this time because I'm snatching five minutes to post before real life comes and bites me again, but I want you to know I so appreciate them! This was the naughtiest and hardest fic I've ever written so it has been fabulous having you guys let me know whether I've hit the mark. Love and hugs to you all

Let's get these guys where they're going shall we?

(p.s. I Haven't yet decided if I'm going to write any more in this sub/dom kind of vein. What do you think?)

Four

Fucking Hiccup was always good, being on top was always good, but this, this was incredible. Kneeling above him she took him slowly, again and again lowering herself onto just the very tip of his cock, savouring the delicious stretch and pop as just his first swollen inch slipped into her before she rose back up. In the beginning he'd writhed, tried to thrust up but a quick slap to his hip and some panted instructions ("No. Just stop. You don't need to do anything, just feel it. Let me do this for us. Let it happen.") had stopped him and now he was still. His hands, still stretched above his head, clenched and unclenched against the rope and his jaw tightened each time she took him in, but he didn't move. Astrid didn't know what was the more intoxicating, giving him the instructions, or watching him follow them. Honestly, at this moment she didn't much care, she was far too busy enjoying it all. The push and eventual give of that first breech when she took him in, always her favourite moment. His hissed intake of breath. The growing ache in her thighs. His chest, lined and flushed beautifully red. The quiver deep in her belly, clamouring for more and being purposefully denied. His eyes, starry and shining wet, locked onto hers. She grinned. Once, twice, three more times Astrid dipped shallowly and achingly slowly then plunged to engulf him completely and without warning in her heat. Hiccup's cry choked off as his back arched hard and Astrid threw back her head to moan with him.

"Ohh, Gods, Hiccup you're so good for me… Let's do that again shall we?"

And she did. Over and over. Three shallow, teasing dips and then one drop to swallow him completely. Three. One. Three. One. Three. Drawing them both out and revelling in the sight of Hiccup shredding apart again under her. One. His breathing was coming faster now and sweat was rolling down his brow. Three. His eyes half-closed and she watched the muscles of his stomach tense in anticipation. But instead of following the pattern she'd set, she stopped moving altogether. His eyes snapped open and his frustrated whine was perhaps the sexiest sound she'd ever heard. Leaning low to lick the salt from his exposed throat she chuckled.

"No, that's not how this works, angel. You don't need to guess what's coming. Or get ready for it. You don't need to be Chief here. I told you, it's my turn. I've got you. Just take it, that's all. Take it."

Rearing back up she slid suddenly down the length of his cock, fucking him hard for several strokes until his grunts matched the slap of her flesh against his. Changing rhythm then she moved more slowly, gently, then moved back to pounding roughly. She allowed him to anticipate nothing, changing angle, speed, pressure, pleasing herself, chasing what felt good, and taking a hot satisfaction as he cried out at each impact. There was nothing he could do, he was a pinioned god and Astrid, sweating, nipples standing hard and skin on fire, was relentless in her worship. Finally, she couldn't stand it any longer. Settling herself and taking him deep she began to rock shallowly back and forth, pressing him relentlessly against the spots inside her only he could reach. Gods, it was glorious. He was hot, hard and exactly where she wanted him. Hiccup's stare was locked on her face and she moaned low in her throat as she watched him, watching her.

"Yes, angel, do you see? Do you see what you do to me? You are so bloody gorgeous it hurts. So good, you make me want you so very much, want to come on your beautiful cock. So I will. And you can wait and watch. Watch me, angel."

Without breaking their gaze Astrid lifted her hand to her mouth and licked the tip of her finger, smiling when Hiccup's stare went wide. Deliberately sloppy, as lewd as she could be in front of his astonished eyes she ran her tongue wetly around it and when it was glistening slickly, brought it down, pressed firmly through hot flesh and into her core. Her breath shuddered as she began to draw small damp circles.

"Watch."

It didn't take long. The sight of Hiccup splayed out beneath her, his noisy, sobbing breaths, the stretch and fullness inside and her own rapidly working fingers very quickly brought Astrid to the edge. She ground down, desperately seeking that last little push, and then her eyes snagged on the rope. The rough rope, still wound round those pale strong wrists, holding them immobile. The rope and everything it meant, the power, the juxtaposition of skin and hemp, Chief and captive, sent an illicit thrill through her and her body responded.

"Oh, holy fuck…"

Clenching then releasing in a rush, the orgasm hit her in wracking pulses that she rode through against Hiccup's cock, rocking onto him with each violent shudder, grinding her hips mindlessly, using him to draw out every second of pleasure. Eventually, wrung out to the last tremor, she steadied herself with one hand to his hip and looked down to. Body drawn tight, he was biting his lip and above, his knuckles showed white as he strained against his bonds. A little unsteadily she leaned down until their stomachs were pressed together, propped herself on her elbows either side of his heaving ribs and sucked his bottom lip into a messy kiss.

"You were amazing angel. Oh, that was wonderful." Lazily, she trailed kisses down his jaw, stopping to suck on the pulse point below his ear. It beat rapidly under her tongue.

"Please." His voice was hoarse, tiny. "Please."

"Yes angel?" Astrid hummed indulgently, "Did you want something?"

"Please." He repeated, begging, but apparently incapable of saying what for.

She propped herself up again. "Angel. You're going to have to be more specific than that. You're allowed to ask for what you want you know. It's okay." His brow furrowed and his mouth opened and closed a few times but nothing came out save desperate, panting breaths. Astrid smiled indulgently. "Alright then. You've been so good, I'll help you out. Do you want me to take care of you?"

He nodded minutely.

"Good lad. You're still hard, I can feel you." She squeezed around him slightly and he groaned. "Oh yes, still so very hard. Do you want to come? I think you deserve it. Do you want to come for me now?"

"Yes!" he gasped, "Oh yes, please Astrid, yes."

"Alright. How? Do you want my hands? Or my mouth? How do you want to come?"

His gaze was open, trusting her. "However you decide. Just, please."

A warm wave swept over her, of sheer incandescent love for this beautiful strong man who had given finally everything over.

"Perfect answer angel. Give me your hands." He lowered them. Unwrapping the rope from one wrist, she set them on her thighs, then reached round to pull his knees up so his feet were planted firmly, flesh and iron digging in equally to the mattress. Leaning down low she slid her knees wider, offering a better, deeper angle as she held herself above him. Running her tongue around his lips she whispered a command into his mouth. "Fuck me angel. Show me what you can do. Fuck me. Now."

Instantly his hands tightened on her, using her as leverage as he thrust into her from below. He was sloppy at first but soon found his rhythm, grunting loudly each time his hips snapped up and Astrid just adored watching him lose himself so totally. In her.

"Come on angel, harder" growled instructions morphed into praise as he sped up, "I want you to come into me. Fill me up. You're so good for me, so amazing. Yes, yes, that's right, that's it, come on..."

He pulled her harder against him, hips thrusting desperately, fingers now pressing hard into her hips. Leaning down Astrid set her mouth to his heaving chest, found the hard nipple.

"Hiccup, come. Now." And she bit down.

Hiccup howled. Arching up into her he shook with wordless cries, crushing her against his spasming body for what seemed an age, before falling boneless and gasping back on the bed.

Astrid grinned brilliantly down onto his wrecked face.

"Absolutely amazing angel. I knew you could do it for me. Amazing."

Gently, she laid her head against his chest and listened to his racing heart.

Astrid wanted nothing more than to close her eyes and drift with the exhaustion and brilliance of it all, but she knew she couldn't.

("After you're done doing, whatever you do, you can't leave it there. You have to look after him again. When you do a scene, there's always a chance the sub could be embarrassed or feel shame when they come out of it. And there's no place for that. So you coddle him a bit, let him know everything's alright. Erm, well, clean up, if that needs doing. Hold him if he wants it. Aftercare, it's called. And it's important.")

"You alright there angel?" she asked gently.

He was still swimming loosely in endorphins and rapture. "'m fine 'strid. Great."

"Good. That's good. You were brilliant. I'm just going to make us more comfortable then you can have a sleep."

The basin of water she'd set by the fire before Hiccup even came home was perfectly warm by now. Grabbing a soft cloth she gave Hiccup a quick wipe-down, sorting out the worst of the earlier mess, dealt quickly with herself and then came back to cuddle in to his side.

He stirred, sleepily and his arm came round her shoulders. "Astrid?"

"Shhh angel, it's alright. You can sleep now. I've still got you, there's nothing to do. I love you. You were so good. I'm so proud of you."

Reaching over, she took up the hand still holding the rope and pried his fingers loose, unwound it and tossed it to the floor. There were marks on his wrist and she rubbed them gently, moving slowly up his long fingers, stroking and squeezing away the lingering tension. He was gone before she'd finished the first hand. Chuckling softly she lay against his side and shared his warmth, watched him have the first peaceful sleep she'd seen in a long time.

o0o0o

The first rays of sun were showing through the shutters when Hiccup woke, finding himself spooned up close behind Astrid. Squeezing her tight he breathed her in, her unique smell. Astrid. Love. Home. She chuckled sleepily as he peppered kisses into her hair and up her neck, nibbling playfully on her earlobe. She cracked one eye and glared at him.

"Hiccuuuppp….what are you doing? It's early!"

"I can't help it." he grinned. "I woke up starving and you smell so delicious."

"Oh, really? In that case…" she turned in his arms and accepted a long, slow kiss, breaking away just as Hiccup's hands began to ghost down her back, "In that case I have some of those oat biscuits and that stinking yak's cheese you like so much downstairs in the cold store. Go fetch and we can eat them in bed."

Huffing mock-indignantly, Hiccup levered himself up and reached for his crumpled shirt.

"Stinking cheese and eating in bed? You're too good to me Milady, always knowing exactly what I need."

Dignity covered, he turned and headed to the stairs then paused and looked round, face softly serious.

"I mean it; you do always know what I need, even when I have no idea. Thank you."

Astrid smiled, tenatively.

"You mean it was…I mean…you're okay? How do you feel?"

Rolling his shoulders experimentally, he laughed. "Like I've been it by a ten-ton Quaken. Sore, a bit. But amazing. Like I've had a two week holiday. Peaceful. Light, like I've put down a burden." He dropped to his knees next to the bed and took her hand. "Grateful. And above all, bloody lucky. You are a marvel. I was spinning, lost in a whirlwind, and you made it stop. You gave me space in my head and made me feel incredible. I should have let you help from the beginning, we're better as a team and you reminded me of that. Not quite in the way I would have expected, and I'm not saying I wouldn't appreciate a little more warning next time…." She dropped her head quickly and he put two fingers to her chin to lift her gaze back to his again, "but I don't regret a thing. It was awesome. Perfect. I mean it, thank you."

She pulled his fingers away and held them. "Thank you"

"What for?"

"Trusting me."

"Anytime Milady. Everytime. Always. You know that."

The next kiss was longer and slower, and this time she didn't stop his hands. They only broke apart when Hiccup's stomach growled loudly. He stood up.

"I guess I'll fetch breakfast then."

This time he was on the stairs before turning.

"One thing though…how did you know? About all that? You know, with the….stuff?"

She laughed at his blush.

"A little bird told me. Actually, a large, stripy bird."

"A bird…?"

Her stomach growled too and she laughed again, waving him away. "Go on, fetch the food and we'll talk after."

"Your wish is my command Milady." As he moved out of sight his voice drifted back up, "But I warn you, once I'm fortified I have lots of things I want to do that are much more interesting than talking…."

Astrid snuggled down into the blankets, hugging herself happily at thoughts of breakfast and things…It seemed her marriage would be finally getting back to normal.

They were late to the morning meeting. Arriving breathless and tousled they drew stares and several good-natured mocking comments, particularly from Gobber who ribbed Hiccup about 'sleepin' late' until his face was red as Hookfang. It seemed everyone could sense the change in their Chief, and liked it. Eventually, over the ribald gossip, Hiccup waved for quiet.

"Alright, alright. Enough!" he laughed, "Everyone over here, let's sort out what needs doing today. Spitelout, you're in charge of fish, so what we need is…"

Beaming with pride Astrid stood off to one side and watched. Though Hiccup didn't seem a great deal different on the surface, she knew him well enough to spot the new looseness in the lines of his shoulders, the renewed twinkle in his eye. She was busy enough admiring his long lines and easy movements that Eret managed to sneak up behind her and throw an arm around her shoulders before she even heard him. He chuckled when she squeaked in surprise.

"Eret! You scared me you bugger!"

"Sorry love, my apologies." Gesturing over to where Hiccup was animatedly directing Vikings and dragons to their tasks, he grinned. "I take it that all went well then chuck?"

"It did, thank you. Very well"

He waggled his eyebrows lecherously "Any chance of a de-brief? Share a few gory details?"

"Eret!" she punched him in the shoulder in indignation. "You're terrible!"

"Ah well." He rubbed his shoulder ruefully. "Can't blame a Viking for trying."

Whatever retort Astrid would have made was stopped by the sudden appearance of Hiccup who took her face between his hands and kissed her quite thoroughly. A chorus of whoops and catcalls erupted from the waiting Vikings behind them and Hiccup broke away to shout,

"Come on, can't a Chief say goodbye to his wife without your comments?" He pressed his forehead to Astrid's and smiled. "See you later, Milady. And as for you…" voice, stern he turned stiffly to Eret, whose smirk suddenly froze on his face. The silence dragged out awkwardly before Hiccup grinned and winked, "Thanks for the advice." Whirling, he jogged off towards Toothless, calling over his shoulder, "Just be careful what other ideas you give my wife, I'm not sure how much my heart can take!" And then he was on his dragon and away into the sky, leaving a wide-eyed Eret blinking in his wake.

Eventually, the ex-trapper regained the power of speech.

"Soooo," he finally managed, "very well?"

Astrid's grin was as wide as her eyes were sparkling. "Very well indeed. And for reference, I'm pretty sure his heart can take plenty." Taking Eret's burly arm, she led him towards the Great Hall. "Come on Auntie, let's grab a mead before we start work and we'll see what other wisdom you have to share. I'm always ready to learn."