Keeping the Peace 7
"What makes you think here's still on the island?" Astrid asked, eyeing Alvin suspiciously. Her gaze shifted to Hiccup as her husband shifted uncomfortably in his seat between them. He looked worse than when he went to talk to Alvin, his shaggy hair clinging to his scalp in sweaty ringlets. He said he found Alvin at one of the natural heated bath houses that were supposedly extremely hot but for some reason she didn't it – he wouldn't flinch whenever she addressed him as if guilty of something if that was all that happened. She'd have to wait until they were alone before asking him further. Right now they had bigger problems.
Alvin gave her a toothy grin, looking like a Changewing planning its next meal. "Because he knows Hiccup and Toothless are here. It's unlikely he will simply sail away without trying to capture them."
"And how exactly to he find out they were coming here?" Dagur countered. The Berserker chief leaned against the wall between Hiccup and Astrid like some sort of guardian, as if it was his job to protect them from the elder chief. "You can't tell me that was just a coincidence." When Alvin didn't answer he gave a snort and looked at Hiccup. "And I'm the deranged one?"
"You gave yourself that name," Hiccup answered sounding bored and not himself.
Dagur straightened and looked at the younger man. "Hey, if this is about…"
Hiccup sighed and pushed his seat away from the table. "We don't know how long Toothless is going to be out or what happened to him so he's not going to be any help in finding Drago. Astrid, I want…I need you to stay here with Viggo and protect him. If Drago find him he'll kill Toothless without a second thought. Alvin, can you spare some men to help them. Maybe we can shut down the entire dragon kennel and place guards at both entrances?"
"Consider it done," Alvin agreed with a board smile that seemed to be only for Hiccup.
The youth only nodded, not meeting his gaze.
Astrid's eyes narrowed. Something was going on. Hiccup wasn't acting like himself. He was way more fidgety than normal. "Viggo is more than capable of watching over Toothless. I should be with you."
He looked up and this time she could see the guilt in his eyes. "No," he breathed and there was an echo of fear in his voice. He caught himself and shook his head apologetically. "Drago will go after you, too. I can't risk losing either of you. The Outcasts know their island better than anyone. They'll search it."
"And what…you'll be bait?" Dagur asked with a laugh.
"Hiccup, we flew around the island before landing. If Drago was here he's gone now. There are no ships moored anywhere along the coast. If he's here then he's alone or worse…the Bewilderbeast is waiting underwater and the moment Drago catches you he'll destroy the island." Astrid looked from Hiccup to Alvin hoping the elder chief could talk some sense into her husband. "Look, if Drago is here than we may have an opportunity to finally be rid of him. We can get the other Riders and the Berserkers and…"
"Get everyone killed," growled Hiccup in sudden anger. He slammed his fists on the table. "No! We stick to my original plan. You'll help Viggo protect Toothless. Do you understand, Astrid? It's me he wants so let's give him what he wants. As long as you and Toothless and Berk are safe then that's all that matters to me. Please."
She stared at him speechless but finally nodded. "Alright," she finally agreed although she like it one bit.
Hiccup gave a curt nod. He left the room without so much as giving Astrid a departing kiss on the cheek or one of his sweet smiles. He wasn't himself at all. It had to be his worry over Toothless that was getting to him. The two were like brothers, one rarely seen without the other. Having Toothless unconscious, possibly poisoned must have been driving Hiccup crazy otherwise he would be thinking more clearly. For now she'd do as her chief asked of her but if she felt her husband was putting himself too far in harm's way then she was resorting to plan B and bringing in backup.
She exchanged a look with Dagur who gave a nod. He knew plan B and if she couldn't activate it then he would. All they needed was the Bewilderbeast's location and the rest would be taken care of.
Alvin gave Astrid his sweetest smile which was still a little too toothy and sent little chills down her back. "Don't worry, Astrid, I'll take good care him. I won't let anything bad happen to him." He gave her hand a squeeze and met her eyes. "You have my sincerest promise, lass." He was about to say more when a Terrible Terror flew into the room and directly to him. He untied a small piece of parchment that was tied to its leg before releasing it. Silently he read the letter, a small grin tugging at his lips. "Hiccup! I know where to start looking," he called after the Hooligan chief as he hurried after him.
Astrid stood and turned to Dagur. "Follow them, please. I don't trust him." She didn't trust Dagur much either but given her choices he seemed to be the lesser of two evils.
His focus was on Alvin's back, the hate for him still obvious in the tightness of his mouth. "Yeah. I'll watch Hic's back and find out what Alvin's up to while I'm at it." He patted her arm and then followed Alvin, making sure to keep his distance but being more observant on which direction he and Hiccup went. He was not going to lose Hiccup for a second time.
. . .
Outcast Island was pretty barren compared to many of its neighboring Islands. Hiccup always marvelled on how an entire civilization could live on it let alone flourish, if that's what the Outcasts were truly doing. There were few children and livestock was limited due to the lack of plant life. It was not a very hospitable place to live. Hiccup carefully made his way down the rocky path around the remains of the old dragon arena. He tried to walk straight but his posterior ached and his bad knee felt a little shaky but he was sure it was primarily in his mind and not a real problem. It was his guilt eating at him. He had pretty much lied to Astrid and all but ran away from her rather than tell her the truth but how the hell was he supposed to look the woman he loved in the eye and say "I just screwed around with Alvin the Treacherous and oh yeah…I may have been…no, was…double fucked by him and Drago last night but hey, it's okay because Alvin made sure to drug me so I wouldn't remember that just the ache in my back and belly. Oh! And Alvin and I do this every so often when I visit but I never remember 'cause I'm too much of a coward to admit that I like men and women and that sometimes I just need to be screwed." It made no sense to him. He didn't even understand why he kept going back to Alvin. Yes, he had originally agreed to let Alvin screw him to protect his loved ones but Alvin was right, he chose to keep coming back rather than turning to his father or Astrid or even Gobber for help. It would have been nothing for Toothless to kill the man after the first time but instead Hiccup had gone back. Sure he may not remember exactly what Alvin would do to him thanks to the drug but he wasn't naïve and the stiffness in his back was a dead giveaway so why…
He gasped when rocks gave way under his metal foot and began to topple forward. Alvin grabbed his arm and yanked him back. "Easy, lad," the older chief advised. "You start daydreaming and next thing we know you'll be at the bottom of a gorge in many little pieces."
"Wouldn't that be a shame," Hiccup murmured but was happy for the save. He got his balance back and continued on. This would be so much easier with Toothless and less handsy. "So where exactly is Drago supposed to be?"
They got below village level where there was more vegetation and a small forest that primarily consisted of thin scrawny trees – much like Hiccup, Alvin often teased – grew. Hiccup grabbed at them for balance as the slope they grew on may not be as rocky as above but the ground wasn't what one would call easy to walk on. It marshy and slippery and just a pain. There was no real path to walk on.
"Not far," Alvin assured as he consulted the note he had been sent.
"And you do have a plan for capturing him this time. We're not just going to let him go again, right?" He stopped and looked at Alvin when the older chief didn't answer. "Alvin? You're not having second thoughts and thinking of teaming up with him to conquer the Archipelago, are you?" He had to admit that had been a major concern of his he first approached Alvin about capturing Drago.
"Hiccup…" Alvin purred in that deep rumbling way that made Hiccup's stomach knot up in a mix of fear and arousal. "You and I have an agreement and I would never think of betraying you."
There was the snap of a twig behind Hiccup but before he could turn something sharp was jabbed into his thigh where there was no armor to protect him then a large scarred hand slapped over his mouth and pulled his head back against a broad shoulder. "It just so happens you're not the only one he's made deals with. Or perhaps I should say you're part of a great many deals."
The youth dug his fingers into the man's arm, trying to break free. He didn't understand what Drago was going on about and he didn't care. Sure he told Alvin to do whatever he had to in order to ensure they captured Drago but he wasn't planning on going a second round with the madman. And Alvin was looking at him as if this was all normal.
"Just stay calm," Alvin advised before nodding at Drago to let Hiccup go. Once Hiccup's mouth was uncovered he smiled softly as stroked Hiccup's cheek. "You're going be very sore before you leave the island this time."
There was another sharp prick to Hiccup's thigh followed by a third. "What…?" he began but his vision blurred and he felt himself stumble. He stared at his leg only to see three darts sticking on of one very high and close to his groin. "I don't understand…I thought…" He fell forward but Drago caught him before he hit the ground and threw him over his good shoulder.
"If your goal in life is to be a Peace Keeper, lad, then you best be ready you do it my way," Alvin purred, patting Hiccup's bottom. "An hour alone is all you're getting then I'm joining in regardless if you're done."
"Interfere and he'll be dead before…"
Alvin laughed merrily. "Don't threaten me, boy. I know all about your Bewilderbeast. Impressive but my Screaming Death will swallow you, your ship and all those aboard before your dragon even reaches the surface so I suggest you enjoy our boy here while you can and then we'll discuss the peace treaty. I'm sure you'll find beneficial to all involved." He glanced over his shoulder, checking as he had been the entire trip to see if a certain Berserker was tracking them. "Come, let's head toward your ship before we have unwanted company."
They moved quickly and stealthily from the wooded area toward the rock ledge high above the ocean, Alvin watching their back every moment of the way until they reached a narrow opening that led to one of hundreds of underground tunnels. This one twisted and turned until it came to a large cavern with a huge pool of water and moored in the center was Drago's flag ship, perfectly concealed from the outside world. Alvin accompanied Drago onto the ship and down to his chambers, an over protective side of him wanting to make certain that Hiccup would be well taken care of.
"Did you mix the potion as I suggested?" he asked as Hiccup was dumped on Drago's large bed. He bit back the urge to smack the man for treating his boy in such a way. He watched with distaste as Drago yanked the three small vials out of Hiccup's leg. Each was a small syringe but they weren't the same as the poison darts he had seen before.
"Yes," Drago rumbled as he placed the vials on a side table. "But I want him a little more…how shall we say? Needy. If I only have an hour then perhaps you will be so kind as to help me undress him?"
"More needy?" Alvin questioned with a raised brow. "I can't imagine that." Nonetheless he quickly undressed Hiccup, his fingers more than familiar with all the buckles and latches to his armor. In a matter of minutes he had the boy completely undressed for the second time in as many hours. The boy really should stay naked, he was such a wonderful sight. He may have shared the boy with other men but he didn't get the thrill of doing so as much as he did with this Drago Bludvist. He was already set to go another round even though he had already agreed to let the warlord have another go after all but kicking him off the island for wanting to buy the boy. He wasn't sure why he changed his mind other than the fact Hiccup wanted Drago captured. Alvin had his own plans for the two now. "One hour," he reminded Drago before taking one last look at his beautiful Hiccup then turning on his heel and leaving. He had to make sure Dagur didn't stumble in on them.
Except Dagur had managed to follow them and was on a ledge high above Drago's ship. He had moved as far from the entrance as he could without alerting anyone to his presence. He was tempted to barge on the boat and demand to know what was going on or better yet just kill everyone on board and get Hiccup but he had been working on his "anger issues" and trying to think more tactfully so he waited and watched hoping to find an advantage of some sort. He could go back and get Astrid but if Alvin was in league with Drago then they would be leaving Toothless vulnerable as well as Hiccup and they would be out numbered more than two hundred to one and even with their dragons they didn't stand a chance of rescuing Hiccup. He had to smart about this and not go all…well Berserk.
So he waited in shadows and the silence as Alvin exited the ship. The Outcast found a place to sit on deck but he was alone, neither Hiccup nor Drago with him and something in Dagur's chest twisted. This was not good.
. . .
Drago hummed to himself as he inspected his prize. Hiccup sat in the center of the large bed, his arms wrapped around himself, eyes wide with pupils dilated. His breath shuddered with every intake but there was no doubt this new drug had taken better effect than the one Alvin seemed so fond of. This was immediate and injected straight into the blood stream. Every hair on the boy's body stood on end, his body super sensitive to the point a simple shift in the air had him gasping and his stiff cock leaking pre cum.
"It hurts, doesn't it?" Drago drawled as he stood before the youth. "You're body's super charged, so sensitive and demanding release. It must be excoriating."
"Why are you doing this?" the boy breathed, shaking with his need.
Drago's mouth curled up on one side. "I break dragons and now I'm going to break the legendary Dragon Master. By the time I'm done everything you think you knew from being Alvin's pet and going to seem like nothing. I'll inject as many times as it takes until you beg me to touch you."
"Never," Hiccup growled but his voice quivered as his body trembled with need.
A dark chuckle escaped Drago and he took another vial from the case on the table. "I hoped you'd say that." He jabbed it in the youth's amputated leg, injecting the full vial.
Hiccup gave a cry and pulled his legs to his chest but there was no hiding how his body reacted and the way his cock was leaking. "Stop!"
"I've got well over a dozen more, boy. By the time Alvin gets back you're going to be a weeping mess. If you don't find release you might just go insane." He shrugged as if it didn't matter either way to him. "Quite frankly I like the idea of you begging."
"I will never beg to the likes of you!"
"Petty."
This time he stuck two at once in the boy. It was more than enough he knew but he rather enjoyed torturing the boy. Hiccup doubled over. He wanted to pass out but he couldn't. Every part of him seemed hyper-sensitized, he was wide awake, everything appearing brighter, sharper and so clear. His body seemed the same, the smallest touch, the ghost of a breath over his skin even the scratchy bedclothes made him want to cum. He couldn't do this. He couldn't take this much longer. His hands balled into fists and he tried to control his breathing and calm his racing heart. Oh Gods…his body was on fire. He ached in ways he never ached before. He needed to grind against something, be in someone or be filled…or all three. He needed it so bad…something so big.
He screamed when he was jabbed yet again. "STOP! I…I want…please…" He raked his brain trying to find a way to get relief but on his terms. If this was Alvin he knew what to do but Drago…he knew next to nothing about the man other than he was a sadist. He looked up, his eyes pleading. "I want to ride you."
"Want?" Drago asked, his dark brown eyes sparkling in victory.
"Need…"
"Oh you need a lot more than that boy. But by all means…show me how much you need to ride me."
Hiccup scooted over as the large warlord climbed on the bed next to him. "Y…yes," he stammered, eyeing Drago's huge erection in sudden fear. He had to fit that in not only his ass but his mouth first? That didn't seem humanly possible. He wet his lips as Drago got settled and then slowly got between his legs. He opened his mouth to take the head between his lips when Drago grabbed him by the hair and yanked his head back. What should have been a jolt of pain turned into one of immense pleasure that caused him to shoot a string of cum across the bedding. Hiccup fumbled to grab Drago's hand and free himself.
"Oh this is going to be fun," Drago purred. "But let's do this right. Make love to my cock, just like last night. I want you suckling my balls and licking my slit."
"I thought you just want enough lube to enter me." He winced as Drago pulled his hair once more bring yet more twisted please."
"What if I just inject the rest of the vials into you and lay you out for my crew to have fun with. Fifty lonely men, one smart ass boy…just how many men can you take at once? Four if done right."
"F…four?" That sent a spark of fear in Hiccup like never before. Two he could handle, he knew that even though the concept still frightened him regardless of the night before. He didn't want to do that again even though he had a funny feeling that was what Alvin had in mind. Whatever his plan was it better be a good one otherwise the Hooligans and Outcasts might end up back at war after this. "Okay, okay…" he finally agreed. He took a shaky breath once his air was released.
Don't think about it, he told himself as he bent over Drago's hard erection. Just shut off your brain and do whatever it is you do with Alvin. And it wasn't that hard really. The moment he wrapped one hand around the base of Drago's cock and the other began to roll his balls it was as if he was on automatic and he knew exactly what to do and how. He got down low and nipped on the dark ball sack, gently pulling at it with his teeth before sucking it into his mouth and rolling the testicles around on his tongue while humming softly. The please groan from Drago only assured him that what he was doing was right and the shock of pleasure that came each time the warlord touched his head or rubbed a foot down his body on stirred him further. In no time Hiccup was lost in one he was doing, no longer caring who his partner was but longer for the release this hard body would give him once he was able to impale himself with the other male's length. He quickly moved from Drago's balls to his cock, rubbing his face against the length before licking up and down and lathering it with his saliva. He had to get it good and wet.
"That's a good boy, Dragon Master," Drago cooed as he leaned back and watched the boy at work. "That's right, use some pre cum as lube, too. Now prep yourself with your other hand. I bet you're still loose from last night."
Hiccup couldn't help himself and gave a laugh. "Not to mention just a couple hours ago."
Drago raised a brow. So Alvin already had a little fun with the boy this morning. "Then finger yourself, my pet. Show me just how hard you want to ride me."
It was awkward but Hiccup put his ass in the air and while lathering Drago's cock began fingering his opening. He made some beautifully lode sounds that served to harden Drago to almost the breaking point. Yanking the boy's head back he licked his lips as he watch another mini explosion escape Hiccup's twitching cock. There was no doubt the youth needed release. He needed his little brains fuck out of him. He let go of Hiccup's hair and fetched a smaller flogger off the side table.
"Alright, now this is how we're going to do this. You're going to ride me like you requested but…" He got onto his knees and reached for the chain hanging over his bed. "Up on your knees. Arms up."
Hiccup did as he was told without question, too desperate now to object to anything.
With only hand, since that was all Drago had, he snapped a cuff over each of Hiccup's wrists. It was probably a good thing that they were bandaged the damage of what they were about to do would be minimal.
"We're doing this my way," Drago finished as he settled back on the bed. "Now, get in position. That's right. Awkward with one leg, hmm? Aww…but you can manage. There we go."
Hiccup straddled Drago, his ass lining up with that hard cock. On Drago order he slowly impaled himself, having only the hard length as his guide. Drago kept his hand on Hiccup's hip, letting the youth use gravity for their union but when he felt Hiccup was taking too long he was not afraid to lean a helping hand and thrust up into his tight heat while shoving him down onto his length. Again something that should have hurt felt strangely and incredibly good. Hiccup's head fell back and he screamed in ecstasy as another little orgasm rocked his body. As soon as it faded he began moving, bouncing and rocking to build up the fiction he needed to cum again. He gave a whine when Drago forced him to stop.
"Oh no, boy. I'm not Alvin. I'm not going to let you have your way. You're going to move exactly how I want you to at the pace I want you to or you'll be punished." He cracked the flogger over Hiccup's stiff erection eliciting a cry mixed with pain and arousal. He slapped the youth across the rear next. "If you do it properly I'll reward you."
"How?" Hiccup couldn't help but ask. "A-AH!"
Drago gave his cock a double slap. "That's for later. Now all the way until only the tip is left then drop down. Up and down. No rocking or bouncing. Just up and down. Once you master that then we'll move forward." He leaned back and watched as the boy got up on his knees until Drago's length was about to fall out then impale himself over and over again, crying out each and every time, his mouth falling open and pre-cum spilling down his length. His stomach bulged ever so slightly as Drago curved length poked against the inner muscles of his stomach. It was a lovely sight and Hiccup displayed himself just beautiful. Drago playfully slapped Hiccup's ass with the flogger enjoying the way he jumped and could have spent all day doing this in his hour did not run out.
Alvin was there exactly one hour after giving Hiccup to Drago but he didn't demand the warlord to give the boy up. In fact he said nothing and began undressing. A moment later he was on the bed and behind Hiccup. "I take it he couldn't hold himself up," he said offhandedly as he eyed the chain in amusement.
"Thought he could use something to hold onto," Drago grunted, reveling in Hiccup's hot ass.
"Please…I need…" Hiccup whimpered.
"I second cock in your sweet little ass?" Alvin teased, placing a kiss on the boy's lips. "Yes, I know."
"He's mine," Drago growled.
"Was, for one hour. If you wasted it that's not my problem but since you're obviously not done then let's finish him off."
The younger man growled angrily but he couldn't ignore the way Hiccup's back arched or how he momentarily tightened almost painfully as Alvin pushed into him as well.
"Yes!" Hiccup cried, tears streaming down his cheeks as he was filled to full capacity.
Alvin patted his head. "That's my little cum slut. Now ride us exactly as you were a few minutes ago. Do as Drago commands."
Panting heavily Hiccup went back to his slow up and down movements, doing exactly as he was told and praying Drago would let him rock on their lengths. He panted and whimpered but the made him continue slow routine until it was near maddening.
"What the fuck?" Dagur cried when he stormed in the room. His eyes nearly bugged out of his head when he saw Hiccup between the two men, arms tied above his head but looking as if he was having the time of his life.
Drago jumped in surprise and reached for a weapon but Alvin hushed him, a twisted grin on his face. He knew Dagur had been following them and knew the Berserker had been watching from the shadows and would follow him onto the ship the moment he got a chance. He ran a hand up Hiccup's side making his young lover moan lustfully. "Do shut the door, Dagur. I don't think Hiccup wants the entire world to see him like this."
Without thinking Dagur shut the door. Then he shook his head as if just waking up. "What the…what is this? Hiccup? Hiccup, can you hear me?"
"Hmm…yeah? Oh…ngh…somebody move…please," the young chief begged.
"You move, my love," Alvin teased, nipping his ear.
"Oh…yeah…ah…" moaned Hiccup, getting back into the pattern Drago had set for him.
Drago grunted in a mix of pleasure and annoyance. "Who is this?"
"A new addition," Alvin said soothingly.
"I am not letting you two cretins touch me," Dagur growled, reaching for his axe.
Alvin only laughed and rotated his hips causing Hiccup to gasp. "Trust me, boy, your ass is not the one I want to be in. However…"
"I'm not sharing with yet another cock," Drago argued before Alvin could put that on the table.
Alvin rolled his eyes. "I told you Hiccup is very talented and if anyone can assure Dagur's silence it's his very talented mouth." He looked to Dagur a little surprised the Berserker hadn't bolted the moment the attention was off him but then again Dagur was still a very young man who had a near obsession with Hiccup for years. "I'm sure Hiccup can buy your silence. Can't you, Hiccup?"
"Uh…ah…yes," Hiccup murmured.
Dagur looked completely lost, as if torn between joining in or running away. Alvin reached up and undid the cuffs, freeing Hiccup's arms. The moment he did the boy was riding him and Drago in earnest and it took a lot of effort on Alvin's part to grab him and hold him still. "Wait for it, lad. Let Dagur get into place and then you can go wild. You can ride us as hard as you want. Dagur, just get over here, drop your pants and let him suck your cock. Whatever moral issues you might be having can wait."
The Berserker didn't need to be told a second time. Just seeing Hiccup trying to bounce on two really big cocks begging for more was enough to get him over to his former rival to lean a helping hand or cock what-have-you. He fumbled to undo his trousers and the moment he did Alvin let go of Hiccup who all but dived bombed face first into his crouch. There was no foreplay or gentle touches. Hiccup took his length in his mouth, swallowed it deep into his throat and suck so hard it was sure to leave bruises. His head bobbed up and down along Dagur thick cock, one hand rolling and squeezing his balls while the other held his hip tightly.
"Sweet Loki, what did you do to him?" Dagur demanded but the other men were already fucking Hiccup's ass again, so hard that they were bouncing him into Dagur and making it a bit of a challenge to stand. How they weren't hurting the youth was beyond the Berserker but he could barely think past the tongue circling his cock or the scraping of teeth.
Whatever was in the drug Drago injected into Hiccup made it next to impossible for the young chieftain to find release. He came again and again but would be hard again seconds later. He was fucked by all three men, together and separately. Cum filled him again and again but it wasn't enough. Even Dagur, only a few years older than Hiccup, could not satisfy him. Finally Drago got what he wanted. He had taken some the drug he had given to Hiccup so was able to keep up a little better, especially when he took an extra dosage. He kicked the two Vikings out of his chambers, locked the metal door as he should have from the beginning.
"Now, where were we?" he cooed as rolled the boy onto all fours. He slammed into Hiccup deciding to go hard and fast now since slow and deep didn't work so well with the other two. He altered his pace and depth no longer teasing Hiccup's prostrate but hitting it right on with bruising force. The boy screamed and cried and begged for more, wanting the other two to join them once more but that was quickly forgotten when Drago began flogging him again, flicking his weeping cock and testicles until finally…finally the drug wore off and Hiccup found release. He collapsed in a trembling, weeping heap, the bedding under him drenched with his seed.
"Stay here," Alvin told Dagur in a commanding tone, one that promised dire consequences if he disobeyed. Whether it was to Hiccup and Dagur himself the Berserker chief wasn't willing to take the chance.
Alvin slipped into the room the moment Drago opened the door. He looked Hiccup over and was amazed that other than obvious exhaustion and a little redness where he had been flogged there were very little actually markings but the boy was trembling so bad it looked as if he might be in shock. "If he wasn't walking funny before he's sure to when he wakes up."
Drago watched him for a long time. "Have you drawn up the peace treaty?" he asked, his voice dark but there was a hint of exhaustion. It might have been a mistake to drug the boy as much as he did.
Pulling a rolled peace of parchment out of his satchel he handed it to Drago to read. "So it's settle, one week out of the year you will have Hiccup on Outcasts Island so I may do as I please with him."
"Sexually," Alvin injected not wanting the other man to get the wrong idea. "And as long as he is thoroughly drugged, and unmarked. But yes, you can do whatever you like with him."
"And for this all I have to do is leave the Archipelago?"
"The world is a big place. All I want is my little chunk of it left alone for me to rule."
Drago gave a snort. "And what if I just took him and your precious Archipelago."
A wide grin lit Alvin's face as he pulled out eleven other scrolls all of which were sealed with official wax and stamped. "I've made other arrangements. You attack any of the twelve tribes we all go to war as one united tribe. You see Hiccup is a Peace Keeper, just not the way he planned. That lovely ass of his is promised to four other chieftains who had the great pleasure of testing him out just as you have and just like young Dagur out there. So once a year he has dates with each of them right here. Luckily they don't mind sharing too much. They really respect the fact that he can handle more than one big Viking at a time. Imagine what they would do if they felt their Hiccup might be in danger or taken away from them. Norbert the Nutjob makes Dagur seem like a playful kitten."
Drago just glared at him.
"Oh, and if it's the whole dragon issue well I'm pretty sure if Toothless is leading the charge with my Screaming Death next to it…well, it's not much of an issue anymore." Alvin raised and brow and waited for Drago's response.
"Fine," Drago growled. He grabbed an empty syringe from the side table and then, much to Alvin's confusion and surprise, jabbed it into Hiccup's arm. The boy whimpered slightly but Alvin was uncertain if it was in pain or pleasure. He extracted a vial full of the young man's blood before pulling the needle out and grabbing a quill. He dipped it in the blood and then signed his name with a flourish on the parchment.
Alvin was taken back by the fact that Drago had signed the treaty in Hiccup's blood but the man did seem a little more twisted than the average warlord. "This one too," he said, fishing another document out of the satchel.
"And what is that one?" Drago demanded in annoyance.
"Hiccup's copy…minus the whole sex slave for a week section."
With a growl Drago signed that one as well before capping the vial of blood. "Now I want you, him and that Berserker off my ship," he ordered much as Alvin had done the night before. "I want to cast off and be on my way within the hour."
Alvin didn't bother dressing Hiccup. He stashed the boy's clothes in the satchel with the treaties and shoved the prosthetic in Dagur's arms. He then wrapped Hiccup in a warm blanket and carried the boy off the ship. Hiccup would need a good long bath before he could do much else and Alvin was just the person to make sure he got good and clean.