AND BACK FROM THE DEAD I COME HITHER! lol hey, pplz. Her is my next chapter. CLIFFHANGER AHOY!

Hiccup growled through clenched teeth, his hips bucking against Astrid's breasts as he allowed the blissful heat of his orgasm to overwhelm his body for the sixth time that night. Below him, Astrid delightfully suckled the head of his shaft as he unloaded her medicine once more, filling her mouth about halfway. She gently groped his balls, massaging them in an attempt to get as much sugary sweet fluid out of him as possible.

After he finished, he sat there, panting heavily in exhaustion and soreness. Astrid noticed his lack of movement and tried encouraging him to continue by placing a hand on his hip and pulling him forward slightly.

He refused it and whimpered. "Astrid… I… think I need to stop for a few minutes," he said weakly.

She laughed as he dismounted her, grunting in pain as he laid down next to her. "Aw. Did I work the dragon too hard?"

"Too hard? No. Just… too long. I never made it to six before in one setting, I need more stamina training before I can go further than that."

Astrid turned over to be closer to her lover, her smile still painted on her face. "Was it six? I counted seven." The author quickly checked the plot line, and verified Astrid was right. Hiccup had in fact blown seven loads into Astrid's mouth in the past two hours, not six.

"Either way, I still need a few minutes to recharge."

Their bedroom door suddenly swung open, making the couple jump in surprise. Astrid instinctively covered herself with the furs, even though it was her chin and lips that showed the evidence of their lovemaking, slimed with saliva and Hiccup's thick, sugary nectar.

Heather walked in, ever so calmly, as if no one was in the room at all. "I don't think so, Hiccup."

"Heather! What the fuck are you doing here?! Get out! Were busy in here!" Astrid yelled angrily, resisting the urge to throw something at her.

She instantly retorted with a very smartass remark, "You don't seem very busy to me."

"That's because we're taking a break. Now get out!"

"Oh, come on Astrid, hear me out. I have an offer."

Astrid instantly looked to Hiccup. "Help me here!"

He sighed, looking back at Heather, who smiled. "We may as well let her talk. You know how persistent she can be, Astrid."

Astrid pressed her lips in a thin line, suddenly tasting the medicine she missed and licking some of it off her lips and chin. Finally, she pouted, crossing her arms. "Fine. Say whatever and get out."

Heather grinned. "Good. So I heard about your predicament, and did some research on the dynamics of this cure. There is no designated amount needed to cure you, but the more you get, the merrier. I knew Hiccup would get tired and soften up eventually, so I come to you with this proposal. Let me help you milk your stallion, so you can get as much medicine out of this as possible."

"What do you get out of this?" Astrid asked skeptically.

"I thought you might ask that. Honestly, nothing, if you don't want me to. I was hoping, if I did good enough, you'd let me join in with you two once in a while." She said the last sentence like it was a question.

Hiccup looked at Astrid with a calm demeanor, while Heather looked at her with hopeful eyes. Astrid turned to him with a slight, "You're supporting this?"

"No, I'm supporting you. If you are okay with this, I'll do it. Its not like you wont be here, right?"

It seemed like an okay offer, although that means Astrid would have to share her birth preventing tea with her, because she was by far not okay with even the possibility of her getting pregnant with Hiccup's first child, especially if it would be a boy.

At first she resisted the words, but she finally managed to ask, "What did you have in mind?"

"Not much, but it involves these," The black haired girl answered, pulling out a thin bottle, a few straps and a large, dark grey…

"Oh. That's what you had in mind…" She considered it for a moment, remembering the various tips she had been given about pleasuring Hiccup from different women. There was something she remembered about males having g-spots of their own, but in a rather unusual place. "I suppose you could help us out."

Heather smiled enthusiastically. "Awesome. Any ideas on how you'd like me to help?"

"Just one." Astrid instructed Hiccup to get back into his position straddling her torso, and he obediently, but weakly obeyed, allowing his flaccid member to rest between Astrid's breasts. "You're going to need to put that thing on, Heather."

Next Chapter: AstridxHiccupxHeather threesome. Pegging awaits. (May not be very long of a chapter, though.)

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