Needs of the One 5

Berk was greeting with a cheerful chief and happy riders late the next day as Hiccup and his friends returned home, a welcome sight for those who had been watching the young chieftain deteriorate over the past few months. Hiccup had a bright smile and waved to his friends as they each returned to their own homes and jobs as if nothing important had happened to any of them over the past few days. What had transpired would remain a secret between them for as long as they lived if any of them wanted a repeat performance. But Hiccup had no worries. He trusted each of them. They were his family, his brothers and if he couldn't trust them after all these years he couldn't trust anyone.

It was getting dark when he reached his home and the hearth was burning brightly letting him know Astrid was already home and waiting for him but it wasn't her who gave him his first greeting. Toothless was curled up on the roof waiting for him and the moment he picked up his best friend's sent he bounded down to lather Hiccup with warm licks and big hugs full of rumbling purrs that made the young man laugh.

"I missed you, too, bud," Hiccup laughed, hugging his friend tightly. "Did you take good care of the homestead for me while I gone?" The dragon happily rubbed against him in answer then once again bounced around like an oversize kitten with a ball of string. "Alright, alright, I'm coming." He hefted his bag higher on his shoulder then gave a yelp as Toothless's big head darted between his legs and lifted him up on his wide neck. Hiccup laughed and hugged him again. "You missed me that much, huh? Okay, let's go home."

Riding a dragon meant what would have taken Hiccup a few minutes with his bad leg took only seconds. Once at his door Toothless let his rider go and gave him a slight push toward the door but giving a big smile and running off. Hiccup shook his head at his dragon's antics before slowly, quietly opening the door. It was hard to surprise loved ones when a twenty foot dragon usually barged in first. So for the first time in a very long time Hiccup was able to creep into his home and up behind Astrid as she polished her favorite axe. Well creep was a strong word, his metal prosthetic made that next to impossible but he did his best to keep the majority of his weight off it.

As he learned long ago with Astrid, she – like his father had been – didn't really appreciate surprises and would normally swing her axe first and question later so he quickly smoothed a hand down her arm holding the axe to keep it in her lap and placed a chastised kiss on her cheek. "Hey," he whispered in a not so husky voice – he could never get it deep enough to call "husky" – and wrapped the other arm around her shoulders.

She was startled only for a moment, her mind on her work and not her approaching husband, then turned her head for a proper kiss. "Hey," she returned before their lips touched briefly. "Did you have fun?"

"Uh huh," he murmured against her ear. "You're either the most understanding woman in the world or the craziest."

She laughed and gave him another kiss. "I like to think I'm a bit of both." She moaned softly as his hands moved from her arms, over her belly and up to her breasts. "Hiccup…" she whispered.

"Do you have any plans for this evening, m'lady?" he asked as he used to when they were young and still testing the waters.

"Well I had a few," she teased, inhaling sharply when his hands slid under her top to tweaked at her hardening nipples.

"Cancel them."

"I suppose I can, if my chief demands it."

"I do." He smiled into her hair as he kneaded her breasts. "Besides, your chief needs you much more right now." He took her axe from her and leaned it against the chair before pulling her to her feet. All he had been thinking about on the way home was how to repay her for being so generous and understanding of his needs. He loved her greatly and never wanted to cheek on her but had done so anyway because of his need to be filled. Most women would have walked away, left him for his transgressions, especially because he had kept them a secret for so long, but not Astrid. She didn't even yell or tell him he was disgusting. No, she had done everything in her power to help him before turning to their friends for help. She had shared him rather than turning away. She had helped rather than make him feel like a monster. She had showed how much she loved him when he was too scared to explain what was missing in their relationship. None of it was ever her fault, she was perfect in his eyes and now she was even more so, too good to him to be real, but here she was in his arms still loving him today as much as when they first wed.

"I don't deserve you," he murmured as he undressed her, already hard with the need to be inside her. But he took her time, marvelling over her beauty, her differences compared to his male lovers.

She cupped his cheek and laughed. "No, you don't." She gave a surprised eep as she was pressed against the wall, Hiccup's length poking as her moist folds but still clothed in his trousers. She gave him a nasty grin and wiggled against it.

He leaned in and kissed her jaw. "I wonder if I can make you squeal as loud as Eret did to me when he took me against a rock wall," he taunted, making his voice as low and husky as possible. He was hopeless at dirty talk but the words were enough to make Astrid's eyes dilate at the imagery they painted and her breathing to grow rapid.

"Eret?" she questioned. She knew their friend was going to screw Hiccup but she hadn't really pictured what it would look like. She bit her lip and tightened her legs around her husband's hips. "From behind or were you facing each other?"

Ah, he had her now. He quickly reached beneath her to undo his trousers and release his aching cock. "Both," he whispered against her lips. "Do you want me to tell you every dirty little detail or show you?"

"Both," she whispered, almost pleaded.

That husky tone must have finally taken hold because Hiccup's next words were so low and practically dripping honey as he slowly entered her wet pussy. He moved slowly at first as he told her what their friends did to him in such detail that she was nearly struggling against him to get more, wanting to impale herself deep on his length as each word painted an erotic picture in her mind. Hiccup was only able to tell her so much before he lost control as well and begun to thrust into her sweetness in earnest. Their love making was often a battle for who would top who but this time Hiccup had the upper hand, slowing down when she got too hasty and telling another sinful morsel of what happened on the camping trip until she was begging to be screwed in every single position he had been in. When it came to the taking all four of his friends at once she completely lost it and orgasmed so powerfully Hiccup was afraid she would faint. The rest of their love making was taking to their bed where they went from trying to dominate each other Hiccup gently worshipping her body. No more stories, just them and the love they shared.

"You know, I'm not opposed to you and the guys having time together," Astrid assured as she rested her head on his chest and traced a trail of fine hair up and down his belly. "Any time you feel you need them you can go. You don't need my permission."

He smiled down at her. "I want your permission, Astrid. I don't want to do things that make you uncomfortable."

She nodded, more to herself than him. "I know…but if this is what you need…"

"Maybe we can just invite one of them over every so often and…you know, have a threesome?"

She was silent for a moment before getting up on one elbow and looked him in the eye. "Just to get this straight YOU'RE in the middle right?"

"Ah…yeah, unless…?"

"No, no, you're in the middle oh mighty chieftain. My body is saved for only one man."

"Eret?"

She punched him in the rib.

"No, I meant Eret can be our third," he quickly corrected only to be punched again.

"Yeah, Eret would be fine. More than fine. The others are way too much like a bunch of annoying brothers for me allow in our bed."

"But their fine for me?" Hiccup asked, uttered confused by her reasoning.

"Their whatever you need them to be, babe," she answered, getting cozy on his chest again. "Besides, who else would you let fuck you if not them? Gobber? Spitelout? Gustav?"

"No, no and hel no." He held her tightly. "Thank you."

"For what?"

He kissed her forehead. "For letting me be me and understanding what I needed."

She smiled and placed a kiss on his chest. "I rather see the ones who really care about you take care of those needs than you running off to Alvin every time you get that particular itch."

He chuckled softly to himself and thanked the gods once more for giving him such a wonderful people in his life. He didn't know what he would do if he didn't have Astrid to help guide him and their friends to keep him balanced. Sometimes the need of the one balanced with the needs of the many.

Fin

*Sorry for the sappy ending