Saturday Night
By: Selim
Rating: M+
Summary: Toothless has a problem – a big one. About to enter his last year of school, it occurs to him he's the only virgin in his class. In hopes to rectify that, he stumbled upon a number for a prostitute. One night is never so easy.
Pairing: Human-Toothless/Slut?Hiccup
Warnings: Language, Minors having Sex, Protected Sex, Unprotected Sex, Toys, Rimming, Oral Sex, Deep Throating, Frottage.
Disclaimer: I do not own How to Train Your Dragon. This is a piece of fiction and the author is making no monetary gain off its creation.
"Hiccup."
Occasionally over the last few weeks, he had thought about Hiccup. He had embraced the memory of the other teen sprawled out on the double bed, legs spread wide and leaking across his belly. It had been the best food for his sex life in the late hours when he was stressing about his classes or his recent interview. As his hormones built once more, it had not been enough to warrant calling up the prostitute again.
With every day, he had started to think maybe that night had been a dream. Especially now as Hiccup stood nervously in front of him, the exact opposite of what he had been at that hotel. This Hiccup, while dressed equally as nicely, looked ready to pee himself. Big green eyes focused on the floor, hands gripping the XM-112 Model with a death grip. Maybe it was a twin?
"Toothless."
Nope. Toothless' luck wasn't that good. He'd just cashed it all in getting his model back. Taking a heavy breath, Toothless reached for his model, starting again, "I can't believe you found it, and I thought it was lost." He took the flightier from Hiccup's hand, holding it up in the light. The wiring in the nose was hanging out, probably from hitting Hiccup. It would take a few days to reprogram it. The wings had tilted up, which would need some soldering to fix. This biggest concern was the rudder. The piece the linked up to wireless control was completely gone. "Where did it land?"
Hiccup scratched at his chin. "It landed over by the Pearly Gates."
In Berk, the mansions that were owned by the high executive positions for Haddock Inc (and subsidized companies throughout the island) in a gated community. The slang term for the area was the Pearly Gates since it was supposed to be a heaven of sorts.
The question escaped him before he could stop it, "What were you doing by the Gates?"
Hiccup's looked away. "Had some work there," he murmured absently. "Look, I brought it back. I really shouldn't be wasting your time."
Behind him, Ulla gathered up dishes, taking them back into the kitchen to be cleaned. Besides that, the shop was strangely quiet around them. "Wait, don't leave," He stumbled forward, grabbing Hiccup's wrist while easing the broken model under the hostess' station. Dragging Hiccup through the restaurant, he moved into the employee bathroom just off from the kitchens.
Hiccup cheeks were flush as Toothless locked the door. "Look, Toothless, maybe I lead you on the last time, but I'm not really…"
"I can't believe," Toothless' started, "Of all of Berk, it was you who found it. I thought for sure my X-112 Model was a lost cause. Please, let me repay you somehow."
The flush spread up the boy's face. Eyes wide, Hiccup lowered his gaze. Under the darker haired teen's arm, he felt the slightest of tremors. "A simply thank you is enough, um, Toothless."
"You're such a pervert." Toothless flashes a bright smile. "I thought, maybe I could take you out to lunch or go out the window shop, or something."
"'Or something,'" Hiccup repeated as he wiggled his arm free from Toothless' hold. "One of us is a pervert and it certainly isn't me." Blushing, Toothless stepped back with the clearing of his throat into his fist. "An XM-112, you called it? I've never seen anything like that, to be honest. Did you design it?"
The actual interest was not lost on Toothless. "Um, did some of the design and a lot of the development." It really had been a team effort. He wasn't very good at the design portion of the planning, usually thinking for too many steps ahead to cover the nuances of the project. It was something he hoped to learn more his Third Year, especially if he were accepted back into the academy.
Hiccup leaned back against the door, a curious look on his face. "Maybe," He chewed on his bottom lip, "We can make an arrangement then, Toothless."
Toothless tilted his head to the side, beckoning Hiccup to continue.
"You wanted to call me again, didn't you?"The brunette smiled, a glance down where the tall-tale signs of Toothless' lust laid in wait. The dark haired student wasn't going to deny it. He had thought about calling Hiccup repeatedly, but he didn't have the two hundred to spend. The first time left a big enough hole in his savings account that he still counted his blessings that his father hadn't discovered the transaction – yet. "And if you had your way, you'd have me on my knees here, at your work."
The dark haired student nodded. No point on lying. If Hiccup were willing, he would so have the brunette on the ground in seconds, ears or no. This wasn't something he ever expected possible. "I wouldn't," He said confidently, "Say no."
Patting his cheek, Hiccup smiled. "Good, good. Tomorrow, on marker 4 of the Berk Trails leading to the Golden Gates is a pond enclosed by rocks. Be there at noon."
"I can't do that," Toothless gaped. "Dude, I have another week of school before the summer months. And I know for a fact that the local public school has three more days of finals before they release."
Hiccup's expression reminded him very much of an owl. "You're still in school?"
"Uh, yeah? A, aren't you?" He tried.
With a dismissive flick of his wrist, Hiccup continued unabated. "So we meet after you finish your classes. Four. Be there or my prices go right back up with interest." He leaned back against the bathroom door with a playful smile. "I can understand if you're not there. No worries."
"No," Toothless hummed, "No, I'll be there."
Pleasant smile in place, Hiccup left the bathroom. Toothless watched with rapt interest as Hiccup left the restaurant. Ulla, again standing at her podium, waved her fingers at the boy before turning to Toothless. Returning to his own seat Toothless scowled into his chilled meal.
"Who in Berk was that?" She leaned across the table. "And can I have his number?"
"Isn't he a little young for you?" Toothless chided playfully.
"Is he?" Ulla glanced over her shoulder at the door. Hiccup was nowhere to be seen outside, even though the bus stop was only a few meters at best.Odd, Toothless tilted his head in confusion. "Huh. Does he go to your school?"
"No." At least, Toothless had never seen Hiccup running around. Besides, with someone like that at school, Toothless would have been distracted much sooner. "I think he might be home schooled or something. Anyway, where's my dad?" Toothless took a bite of his sandwich.
"He's in the office, preparing the budget sheets again. The yearly meeting with the Academy is coming up, I remember how fucked up he was last year. Want me to finally let him know you're back from your interview?"
"No," Toothless chewed at the bread tiredly. "Leave something for us to discuss at the dinner table."
Ulla smiled before dismissing herself, walking out of the business floor. Falling into his meal, Toothless frowned. His father's recipes had never tasted like dust to his tongue.
"I'm going back to school." He dropped the food on the plate. "Tell Rainguard it was delicious, I've just lost my appetite." He moved to the hostess' station, gathering his XM-112 unit. "I'm sorry for the mess, Ulla."
"It's all right, Toothless." Ulla smiled. "Go relax. Tell me when you hear the good news?"
"Will do."
Storming back to the Academy, Toothless side stepped the student housing, bustling with life as students started coming back from nights out of town. There was definitely a decrease in students, many leaving the school already rejected from Third Year. With only a week of school, many just moved out and phoned in the last week. Others, still unsure where they stood with the school, held onto their beds until the papers came in.
In the basement of the Computer Technologies and Engineering was the IT department. In was under the tight control of Scrum Bark Rose, who had designed the computers controlling the school. Each student was given a tablet with Scrum Bark's mark. Only these computers were able to access to school's wireless network, which had been program exclusively for students. Even if the password had leaked, students often found their gaming device ineffective. Those that tried breaking the code often created new viruses such as the one the plagued the school the year before.
When Toothless had first met Scrum Bark, he had been nervous. The man was rumored to have thrown his own desktop at Stoick Haddock when he'd requested his computer's restrictions be removed. Student's at the beginning of the year left the room crying. These computers were Scrum Bark's friends. Asking for special privilege, a break in the code he yearly redefined was like insulting his mother.
Toothless had earned the right to be in that room, but even he barely knew the full code. He was able to upgrade computers for each student. "I need a favor."
"As I told that flat nosed brat – Snotlout – I'm not unlocking porn no matter who you are."
"Ch. No." Toothless settled on his swivel chair. A large pile of paperwork was settled next to Scrum Bark, new student applications for the older tablets. Lucky New Years always knew before the last school year was out that he or she was accepted. Toothless could count his blessing only that he had yet to have a rejection. "I almost have your code broken; soon my under the table Porn Hack Business shall be a reality." He cupped his hands and laughed mockingly.
Scrum Bark just shook his head. "What do you need, Toothless?"
"Do you have access to the school's student records?"
A raised busy eyebrow was followed. "I… do."
"Good, good." Toothless rolled over to the man's main computer. Some cartoon girl, oversized breasts and giant eyes, stared back at him ready for anything. "I need to look up the name Hiccup."
"Just Hiccup?" Scrum slid over, using the retina scan to log in. The program pulled up rapidly, thousands of names from the school's founding. On the side there was a picture from the student ID, program, and anticipated graduation. Toothless had played with the program many occasions while setting up student tablets. "No last name? No program? I mean, it's not a common name, but if I can't find him, I can't find him." He typed the name and hit the search key.
Toothless watched the scroll move, searching through the data banks. There was at least two known Hiccup's in the first three seconds of the wait, both having attended the school back in its early days. Neither of which were the boy Toothless was looking for. Within a few seconds, the search finished with no other names.
"Sorry, Toothless." Scrum Bark leaned back in his chair. "Anyway, it's a good thing you came in. I need help preparing the tablets and the Business department put in an order for a new statistics program that needs to be recoded to match my programming. We're going to be busy."
Putting his hand on the numerous requisition forms, Toothless hummed softly. Economic Department, Business Department, Art Department –"What's with all the departments wanting new supplies now? Did someone fork over big to get their little brat in?"
Chuckling, Scrum Bark shook his head. "Not yet, but the faculty and staff are in a frenzy. You know how Haddock Inc owns the school?" Toothless nodded. "Well apparently Stoick Haddock's son is going to be living in Berk for the next year. No one really knows much about this kid, but he's going to need to go to school and obviously he's going to be shoved into the best school on the island. All the departments are hoping that with the introduction of this kid that they're going to get a huge budget. Only the best for the King."
Toothless frowned. "I… didn't know Stoick Haddock had a child. I mean, the way Snotlout goes on, I thought that the most powerful man was alone."
"Oh yea, he's married too. Apparently, the kid lived with his mother somewhere else for years and only visited Berk during the holiday months. This year's going to be a pain in the ass if he really decides to attend. Snotlout's a pain in my ass already; can you imagine how spoiled rotten the child of the boss is going to be?" He pushed bangs from his face, shaking his head in exasperation. "So, who's this Hiccup that's got you in a state?"
The blush exploded across Toothless' face before he realized it. "Just, uh, someone I met a few weeks ago. I wasn't sure what school he attended. Kind of hoped that we had a record of him."
"Maybe he attends the other school?"
Lowering his head, Toothless smiled. "Yeah, you're right; he probably attends that other school. Anyway, I'll help you get these computers cleared out as repayment for you trying to help me."
In the past Toothless had always liked school, but it seemed to go on endlessly that Monday. His finals in Mathematics was the slowest (albeit easiest), but his attention remained focused on the clock above the teacher's podium. Collar stiff and phone heavy in his pockets, he watched the seconds hand chase around the numbers. Endless, he wrote absently along the edge of his paper.
He hadn't slept well the night before, too excited about today. Finally, he'd get to see Hiccup again. He wanted to lay the boy out and drive his pulsing dick into that tight heat.
Licking his dry lips, Toothless scribbled out familiar code at the bottom, eyes forward. Click, click, click. Behind him, Snotlout was playing with his pen. Somewhere else, a person sneezed for the fifth time. Next to him, Meatlug was gnawing on his pencil having finished his exam in the first ten minutes, but not wanting to look like he'd truly given up first.
The bell chimed.
Finally! Toothless hot out of his seat, handing his exam to the instructor before leaving the classroom. A quick detour to his empty dorm room to change clothes, he rushed out the school gates.
He pointedly ignored Snotlout, taking up space at the school parking lot next to his nice new car. The bus stopped at the school after hours in fifteen minutes and would take a forty-five minute drive around the island. Another bus would then take the same trip until it returned within an hour to do the same trip until nightfall. Most of the students had already moved out of the dorms, a normal occurrence close to the end of the school year when they had received word of failure from the department.
It was quiet on the bus that took him up towards the mountains. From the window he could already see Hiccup, dressed in casual clothes and looking pleased with himself.
Climbing out of the bus, Toothless smiled at Hiccup as he took in the sight.
"Good!" Hiccup clapped his hands excitedly. "You came, for a second there I thought you were going to skip out. Good, good, follow me." He started into the woods. Behind him the buses air breaks puffed noisily before it left the station, making a turn at the furthest circle. Shaking his head, Toothless started into the wood line.
He found Hiccup up the unmarked path, along the edge of a cliff that overlooked the ocean. With a low whistle, Toothless approached the edge. He could almost imagine the mainland somewhere out there, with his grandparents. Hiccup raised his hand, testing the faint wind that came over them.
"How much do you weigh?"
"What?" Toothless twisted around.
Hiccup huffed. "Neither of us are chicks, cough it up, your weight."
Rolling his eyes Toothless clenched his jaw. "Seventy-three kilograms."
"It's that height," Hiccup shook his head. "Lucky for you I guessed right." He moved to his book bag, unzipping the pack. "I want your experience of what I am trying to make. It's a basic model right now." He pulled a large blue cloth out of the bag.
Toothless' wrist was clasped with a leather bracelet, a sturdy piece spun into place to lock the system together. It wasn't too tight, but it wouldn't fall off his wrist. A similar clasp was attached to his foot on the same side, tying both arm and leg with fabric spread out in between. Holding his arm out, Toothless frowned at the sight. It looked like a bat wing.
Finishing with the other arm, Hiccup stood back up, approaching the edge of the cliff once more. Toothless joined him on the side. "So what exactly am I here for as repayment?"
Hiccup smiled up. "You created that XM-112 unit to fly, a no-man aircraft able to gather information as it travels. I also noticed that the span of the wings were capable of adjusting themselves to the wind increase so the item can fly and not glide."
"You," Toothless swallowed, "Noticed all that?" Hiccup had only had it for an hour – two hours at best.
"Of course!" Hiccup flashed a wide smile. "Imagine my surprise to know that you could make something like that fly! I have to have the information; I need the help! I have the…the design in my head, the planning to create a craft that could fly one passenger, I just don't have the expertise to make this machine. Help me, Toothless."
"Help you? Help you with what?" Toothless watched Hiccup as the boy stood back up.
"Maybe it'll be better if you see what I want to do."
"See, what, what do you mean-ah!" The wind was suddenly flooding past his cheeks. Throwing his arms forward, Toothless screamed as the water came closer and closer. He's insane! Tying cloth to his arms, talking about wanting to fly and not…
Glide!
Toothless spread his arms out, locking his ankles together. Under him, wind caught the cloth, pushing it up and leveling his body. The speeds of which he was falling slowed until he was rolling down with the wind, towards the coast rather than cascading down into the water.
"Wee!"
Above him, Hiccup threw his body off the side of the cliff with more grace. Faster than Toothless, he caught wind, moving out to sea further than Toothless had before twisting back around. "Go to the shore!" He yelled over the gusting wind before coasting past Toothless.
As he moved over the water, Toothless glanced around. If he dipped forward, he would nosedive, but at the same time this was all surreal. I'm flying!A smile broke across his face as he slid lower and lower, level with the water until he could no longer stay in the air.
Ahead of him, Hiccup glided onto the shore like a champion. Toothless gasped as he fell into the water, stuck.
Threading water, he kicked to keep his head afloat and waited, already hearing Hiccup thread water to come over and grab him. Between the two of them, they were able to swim to shore.
Rolled out on his back, Toothless panted in the sun. "You're…fucking…insane."
"You wouldn't believe how often I hear that," Hiccup giggled beside him."Now you see, I'm limited. I can imagine a single person being able to fly with the birds, but when I don't have the skill to program mechanical wings, I'm always going to glide. Please, help me."
"What do you want me to do about this?" Toothless sat up, holding the soaked cloth.
"Between the two of us, we can make the second model." Hiccup pulled his body into the sitting position, playing with the cloth. "You can help me make this dream a reality. I will give you the credit that's due, all I ask is help."
"Do you know how much…time… a project like this would take?" He hissed.
"We have all our lives." Hiccup smiled. "Look, here's the deal, you help me make this and you can have me, any time, anywhere, as long as we're working on this project."
Toothless ran his hand through his wet "No, you don't understand." He took a deep breath. "Hiccup, if I don't make it into Third Year at the Academy, I'm leaving. I haven't worked my ass off for two years to go the public school. My grandparents overseas will house me and I'll go to a private school out there until I move to university."
"That's the problem?" Hiccup blew a raspberry. "Come on, you made a complex unit and you're still a kid, you've got a placement!"
Snorting, Toothless stood up to clear the sand from his pants. "I could be the smartest guy in Berk, but they were clear that financially, I wasn't as interesting as one of the other boys." He rolled his eyes, silently cursing Snotlout. "And not only that. Do you know how much something like the XM-112 cost?"
"Don't worry!" Hiccup waved his hand again nonchalantly. "I can afford the cost."
"And I don't want to do it with dirty money," Toothless hissed.
That made Hiccup pause. "All money is dirty money," he exhaled and paused. "Look, Toothless, I will find honestly earned money to fund this project. You will get into the program. You will get sexed up. I will get my dream made. We all will get what we want."
"But, again, I might not be here come next school year."
"Then will burn that bridge when we get there. A trial period, of sorts." Hiccup clamored to his feet, unlocking Toothless' glider unit. "Just help me over the summer, but don't think will have to worry about anything."
Toothless frowned. "You swear the money will be earned honestly."
"I repeat no money is honest money."
"Fine," Toothless grumbled. "Then… If I'm going to be fucking you for payment, I don't want you doing other people. That's what I want until we know where we will be for the new school year. Clear?"
Hiccup smiled. "Very well."
"No more selling yourself."
"Of course, wasn't planning to."
Shaking his head, Toothless held his hand out. "Fine."
With the tilt of his head, Hiccup took the proffered hand. "Good. Then… we start working together this weekend. Come to the same hotel, same room on Friday and we'll hash out the details, figure where to go with the unit."
As Hiccup disappeared up the trees with his glider units and Toothless started down to the bus stop, it occurred to him that he hadn't been laid yet, but he was feeling very good about this deal. No, he realized as the bus pulled to the station and he still had no sign of Hiccup from the woods, he was feeling good about everything – school, relationship and hobby.