Keeping the Peace 9

Hiccup had passed out halfway back to the guest chambers. Alvin carried him there, refusing to let Dagur do it or even let Astrid help him. Astrid didn't like it, not one bit. Hiccup looked far too comfortable in the Outcast's arms and the look Alvin gave Hiccup made it obvious that what had happened at the pool had been happening for quite some time. The nervousness Dagur displayed proved that this was all new to him otherwise he would never have rushed to get Astrid. She had never seen the Berserker so open and scared.

"How did this happen?" she finally asked needing to know why Hiccup would go to their former enemy rather than simply talking to her. "Why you?"

Surprisingly Alvin wasn't insulted. He held Hiccup a little closer to his chest. "Because I gave him an ultimatum a few years back. It became more complicated after Stoick died."

"So every time he disappeared for a few days and I couldn't track him down he was here?"

He gave a slow nod. "At first it was just for my pleasure. We got along so well in Rome, I missed him, but when Stoick died…he wasn't the same. He wanted to forget, to get arid of the pain and feel pleasure once more. I gave him that."

Astrid stopped and stared at him. "But I…"

The Outcast turned to face her. "Don't get me wrong, Astrid. You can give him things I can't, things he wants, but I can give him something you can't. I can make him weep and beg to be filled. I can make him take multiple partners all at once and want each of them. Just ask Dagur. There is nothing more beautiful than Hiccup writhing as he's pleasured by three men." He smiled adoringly at Hiccup. "You'd never think someone so small could take so much inside him. It's almost like he's hollow inside."

She stared at him in horror. If she hadn't seen Hiccup ride Alvin she never would have believed him capable of handling a man so large. The idea of Drago in the mix, another extremely large man and then Dagur…it was almost enough to make Astrid go Berserk. "Why?" she asked again. "Why share him if you care for him so much?"

He hummed softly. "I never intended to share. I'm not very good at it but sometimes things happen and you discover new things about yourself and the ones you love, just as you did today."

Their gazes met and Astrid knew Alvin was telling the truth. She didn't want to believe it but Hiccup had been keeping secrets from her for a very long time.

The rest of the walk was in silence. Alvin laid Hiccup on one of the guest beds then dragged Dagur out of the room to leave the young couple alone. It took a few minutes before Astrid would go near the bed. She was angry. She was Hiccup's wife, he was supposed to be able to turn to her about these things. He should have been able to trust her just as she always trusted him and here he was having an affair with Alvin and Odin knew how many other men because…because they could give him something she couldn't?

She ran her fingers through her loose hair. Okay…okay, so Hiccup needed a male friend every so often to help quell his needs. She could understand that and didn't condemn it. So what if he was bisexual? The problem was Alvin. Why did he have to turn to Alvin instead of one of the guys from Berk? There were a few good looking guys that could have helped him, men who knew him his entire life and…

That could have been the problem right there. On Berk everyone knew everyone pretty much from birth. If Hiccup got into a relationship with Tuffnut or Fishlegs and it didn't work then they might not be able to work together again. She supposed that the same could be said if she and Hiccup broke up…they would have a hard time working together. But she wasn't going to let it come to that. If Hiccup needed a man in him from time to time then she'd support that – even if it was someone like Alvin the Treacherous.

Striping off her armor and clothing she climbed into bed with her husband. Almost immediately he shifted and rolled onto his side, his bad leg bending of hers and his arms wrapping around her waist as his head rested over her left breast. It was a familiar position he took when he was over exhausted and just wanted to be held. Considering what he must have gone through the last two days, the amount of sex he had, it was understandable. She carded her fingers through his hair and softly hummed the song he sang her on their wedding day. He snuggled against her and she smiled as she held him.

"Love you, babe," she whispered into his hair before squeezing her eyes shut fearful of his response.

He lifted his head and kissed her neck. "Love you, too, Astrid," he murmured before going back to sleep.

Sighing in relief she gave a small laugh before relaxing.

They slept for much of the day. Hiccup never moved more than an inch or two and Astrid more than content to be his pillow. They would have stayed that way all day and late into the night if it wasn't for a large black mass that bounded into the room and all but jumped into bed with them. Hiccup jumped in surprise as a large paw landed on the small of his back, pushing him into Astrid and waking her as well. A moment later a great big flat tongue was licking them both, giving them both a thorough tongue bath.

"Toothless!" they both laughed as they tried to fend the Nightfury off before he could steal all the blankets off the bed.

"Hey…I missed you two, bud," Hiccup cooed, scratching his best friend under his chin. "Where have you been?"

"What?" Astrid asked in surprise. Hiccup was back to his old self and playing with Toothless as if nothing happened. He didn't seem to even remember that Toothless had been in one of the cages unconscious for a day and a half. She wrapped the blanket around her and walked across the room to Viggo who was watching Hiccup and Toothless with a goofy smile. "I take it this isn't new for you? Alvin and Hiccup?"

Viggo's smile fell and he sighed. "I didn't want you finding out this way."

"Does he remember anything?"

The Outcast worried his lower lip. "I don't know. Usually he remembers a pleasant feeling in his stomach that'll last for a few days. Alvin gives him something to numb his memory but with Drago in the picture… I don't know what to expect. I'd keep a close eye on him."

She wanted to yell at him, remind him he was supposed to be Hiccup's friend but it would do no good. Viggo was an Outcast under Alvin's command and no matter how much he care about Hiccup he had to follow his leader first and foremost. But if he said to keep an eye on Hiccup then it was best to do so.

"Hey kiddo, clothes might be smart before you accidently loss something important in your little 'dragon war'," Viggo called, chuckling at the two play wrestling on the stone floor. He looked to Astrid and lowered his voice. "Listen, if you're worried about Hiccup try getting some toys…for him or both of you. I can fashion a few things. I've been with Alvin so I know the…uhm…size and girth."

"Oh!" Astrid inhaled sharply. She nodded in agreement. Toys might be a good start but she also planned on talking to a few of the guys back home. She had one in mind for sure and considering his background they had a better chance with him than just about anyone on Berk, especially if things didn't work out. "Thanks."

Hiccup's memories were fuzzy at best. He remembered bits and pieces like he usually did after spending a few days with Alvin only a little more this time. He remembered having sex with Alvin, that was a given since that was usually the reason he came to Outcast Island, but he also remembered Drago. Not everything that happened of course but enough to know that he wasn't an immediate threat. He was happier than he had been for a long time and was practically bouncing when he entered Alvin office in the back of the Great Hall.

Alvin looked up from the scrolls he had been reading and gave the younger chief a fond smile as Hiccup sauntered up to his desk. He shoved the scrolls out of the way so Hiccup could sit on the edge.

"I never took you as a big reader," Hiccup teased, glancing at the vast amount of parchment.

Alvin chuckled. "You've never seen my library. I have books and scrolls from around the world. It's not nearly as big as the Meathead Public Library but it's big enough."

Hiccup's head bobbed up and down, his mind in deep thought. "Maybe next time."

The Outcast studied him for a long time. "You look troubled, lad. Are you afraid of what your woman thinks of what happened?"

"I don't remember everything that happened."

Alvin tut-tutted and he pulled Hiccup onto his lap. "We had a good time while forcing Drago out of the Archipelago. Tell me what's wrong, boy. Is Astrid angry with you?"

"No," Hiccup started, looking away and looking incredibly young and unsure. "I just…I didn't want her to find out about what we've been doing. Hell, I didn't want Dagur to ever find out about it and now they both know and…and…I love Astrid, I don't want to lose her. I can't bear the thought of losing her."

"And you think we should end our relationship? Did she tell you to?"

Hiccup shook his head. "No…no… She hasn't said anything other than ask how I'm feeling and I feel great it's just I don't want to hurt her."

"Then don't." Alvin sighed and brushed Hiccup's hair back from his eyes. "Be honest with her. Tell her you like men as well as women. I bet she's more open to it then you think." He pressed his lips to the boy's ear. "And don't be afraid to invite her to one of our sessions. I bet it'll be informative to both of you. And no more drugs. If you remember what we do you might finally learn exactly who you are and what you want."

The youth bit his lower lip before nodding. "Yeah…maybe. I'll talk to her." He climbed off Alvin's lap and stood next to the table. "Thank you…for everything. You bought us enough time to find a way to bring down Drago and his Bewilderbeast." He smiled brightly before bidding goodbye and rushing off to find his friends and wife and leaving the island.

Alvin watched him go, a thin smile curving his lips as he looked through his scrolls. "No, thank you, Hiccup. That wonderful body of yours as insured several very powerful alliances." The two scrolls held the names of two of Hiccup's most fearsome enemies that he would never, ever have to worry about again; Norbert the Nutjob, chief of the Hysterics, and Madguts, chief of the Murderous tribe, both of which had an extreme hatred of Hiccup. The alliances came by accident, both rival chiefs threatening to attack the Outcasts over a past battle and it just happened Hiccup was there at the time and came in handy for subduing the two men. The boy was already thoroughly drugged and asleep in Alvin bed. Oh what a sight the boy was servicing all three of them. And now Astrid may be joining Hiccup on his visits.

Oh the things he could do with to just beautiful bodies.

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