A/N: Oh look… a porn chapter… Seriously, this is approximately 90% smut… *sigh* I'd say I'm sorry… but that would be a lie ;p

And it is a very long chapter… But I found no point where I could have split it so here you go. Don't expect every chapter to be this long though. ._.

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Chapter 4: Reunion

Astrid stood indecisively in the main room of their house. The fire in the hearth was crackling, filling the room with a pleasant warmth and she'd already looked after the dragons, had given them both affectionate cuddles for the night and had provided them with an extra bucket full of fish, the usual bribe for them not to wake them too early in the morning. Everything she'd thought of doing she'd done and now she was left, again, with simple waiting.

She probably could prepare a bath, but that would take much more time than she hoped to have until Hiccup would be here. And then… she could still feel the alcohol in her system. She wasn't drunk, barely even tipsy anymore but it was there, buzzing in the background. It made her giddy and lightheaded which surely were not the best conditions for a bath. Besides, she didn't need any more foreplay, not tonight. Tonight, she needed action.

She also could go over to their bedroom, strip and wait in their bed for him, but today she wanted him to relieve her of her clothes! She wanted to feel his hands on her skin while he did it and she wanted to see the awestruck expression he always got when her body was finally revealed to his gaze. And then she wasn't even sure whether they would make it to their bed tonight anyway. The fur nest by the hearth was just too comfortable.

Normally, she would have used this time to prepare a cup of moon tea but… Valka and Heather were right, it was stupid and also selfish to continue drinking it. She already had drunken it a few times during the last weeks, practically out of habit so she should be safe for tonight anyway and would talk about it with Hiccup later… Tomorrow at the latest.

With a sigh, Astrid sat down at the table, close to the fire and decided to unbraid her hair while she waited. It would save time later and she knew how much Hiccup loved to see her hair loosely falling around her shoulders. She was barely done running her fingers through the tresses to untangle them when she heard the rattling at the front door.

"Astrid?" echoed Hiccup bewildered voice through the heavy wood and she hurried to open the door.

"Yeah, sorry!" She called back while she reached for the iron bar Gobber had installed there on her request. "Must have closed it out of habit, sorry. Just a moment…" She fumbled a bit with the stubborn metal before she could finally open the door. She grinned up sheepishly at Hiccup who gave her a baffled look.

"What was that?" He asked, confusion in his eyes as they wandered to where her hand was still resting on the bar.

"It's a door lock?" she answered hesitantly. Hiccup glanced at the metal gadget and then back at her.

"Yeah, I noticed." He stated flatly, stepped inside and closed the door behind him again. "But why? Are you afraid someone would try to break in here? With Stormfly and Toothless outside and you and your ax in here?"

Astrid didn't really want to talk about the lock but knew he wouldn't drop the topic until he had his answer. So she stretched, laid her arms around his neck and gave him a light peck on the lips before she answered: "You've been concerned about someone barging in on us while we're naked in the main room. Now, I don't want to contain us being naked to our bedroom only so I asked Gobber for some kind of door lock."

A smirk tugged on Hiccup's lips. "And you told him that as an explanation as well?" He asked, skillfully sliding the bolt back to bar the door before he reached around her to draw her closer.

"Odin, no!" She chuckled. She tried to explain further but got effectively distracted by Hiccup. "I told him… that… I-I don't…Ah! Remember what I- Mmmhh… told him…" His mouth was all over her while he walked her against the wall behind her, effectively making her mind go blank. His lips caressed her jaw and nibbled at her ear before his tongue drew a damp line down her neck and his teeth sank into her shoulder, not breaking the skin but surely marking her as his. She moaned quietly at the sensation and dug her fingers into his back to keep herself upright as her knees threatened to give way beneath her. Gods, he didn't waste any more time!

His hands were on her behind a moment later, supporting her weight and drawing another, louder moan out of her as he massaged her cheeks and pulled her close, straight against the pulsing bulge in his trousers. His eagerness and straightforwardness sent her head spinning and she was dangerously close to simply giving in to him, to let him take her wherever and however he wanted. She didn't mind him taking control, welcomed it even, but today she had something else in mind first.

Between his teeth and tongue on her sensitive skin, his unashamed groans and growls, his hot body pressing against hers and his never-resting hands, it was hard to concentrate though. Astrid fought to keep control over her mind and her body and finally managed to draw one arm back from around his neck and let it wander down his front. Surely he noticed how she fumbled to open his belt but didn't react except pressing her tighter against his restricted erection. Without the ornate belt which could have hurt her, he now began to slowly roll his hips toward her, pressing and rubbing against her core and it almost made her waver. Freya, it was overwhelming to finally feel him between her legs again! She let him rock against her a few times, even met his thrusts with her own to intensify the friction. Her wanton sobs mingled with his desperate grunts and she knew, if she didn't stop him, they'd both come just from this.

She didn't want him to stop! She needed him to continue, to carry her closer to her personal Valhalla with every thrust. Just one more, she told herself as the tension began to tightly coil in her guts again. Just one more thrust, then she would stop him. Just one more, it felt too amazing to stop him now…

"D-don't stop…" Her whimper as he suddenly stilled after all should have been embarrassing but she didn't care. She just wanted him to go on! Screw her plans, she could try that another time, or maybe even later tonight. Now, she just wanted-

"Not like this…" He gasped, panting against her neck. "I want… you! I…mmhh" His moan was muffled against her lips as she hurled him up to kiss him thoroughly, tongue pillaging his mouth. He was too good to be true! He was right… They'd waited too long to just hump each other like that through their clothes. She forced herself to calm down a bit, to regain control and bit down lightly on his lower lip as she pulled on the strings that held his trousers. She pushed them and his coverings down, just enough for his pulsing cock to spring free and the helpless whimper that escaped him as her hand closed around his length was the sweetest music. His lips were moving, forming unspoken words, his eyelids fluttering in his fight to keep them open, to look at her. He buried his hands in the fabric of her dress, tugging feebly, unsure whether to try and untie it at her neck or to simply push the skirts up around her waist.

Astrid watched him with gleaming eyes and began to slowly move her hand up and down his shaft like she'd seen him doing himself a few times. Blessed be the mead, she wasn't sure whether she would have dared to do this completely sober. His whole body shook with pleasure and he almost choked as he tried to form any coherent words. He was so beautiful when so helplessly aroused and the way he responded to her moving hand… Right now, he was hers entirely and it was glorious!

"Promise me something…" she breathed on a whim, her voice barely more than a low purr now that she was a bit more in control again. Hiccup had his arms resting against the wall behind her by now, desperate to keep himself upright and whimpered at her words. He tried, unsuccessfully, to keep himself from thrusting into her hand and she smirked. It really was thrilling and she hadn't even started for real… "Promise me you won't leave me behind anymore, not ever again!"

She'd expected him to agree to everything, no matter what she asked for in this moment. But instead of giving in as she'd hoped, his face contorted into a painful mask and he shook his head. "C-can't! Ah.. Astrid…." Okay, maybe this had been a stupid idea… He really seemed adamant about her not going to Redthorn Island but she wouldn't get an explanation for that. Not now at least… Well, asking for this promise hadn't been a well thought through plan and more of a whim anyway. Time to get to the part she actually had thought through. She leaned closer to him and dragged her tongue along his jaw, which drew another desperate whimper from him and then, without further delay, she sank down on her knees and closed her lips around his thrumming cock.

oOoOo

At first, Hiccup didn't know what was happening. In one moment, her small and hot hand on his cock and her tongue on his skin had been the most amazing combination he could think of and in the next… In the next moment, he hadn't been able to think at all anymore! So hot… And wet… Gods, how he'd missed being inside her!

He moaned and his vision blurred as his eyes shifted out of focus. He couldn't remember how but somehow the fabric of her wide skirt must have gotten out of the way and… and… So good, so incredible… She would drive him out of his mind someday! She felt so divine, a bit different than he remembered but still so amazing. She wasn't as soft as he remembered, rougher and tighter… So tight…

He tried to push further, deeper into her but was held back by… her hand on his thigh? How… Hiccup blinked and tried to comprehend what was happening despite his utterly blank mind. He forced his eyes to focus, to look at her and make sure she was alright and not in pain. Gods, if he would hurt her… He would never be able to forgive himself if he would hurt her now! Finally, he managed to open his eyes despite the overwhelming feeling of her around him – but only to see that Astrid was gone!

"W-What? Astr- Oh, f-fuck!" he choked as a new wave of hot pleasure surged through him, more intense than anything before. He dropped his head, giving himself up to the amazing sensation and finally spotted her. On her knees... Looking up at him. With his cock in her mouth! "Oh, holy Freya…" he sputtered, the sight breathtakingly arousing. She smirked up at him as best she could, a devious glint in her eyes before her cheeks hollowed somehow and – "Fuck!" he gasped as that hot pleasure speared through him once more. She was sucking on him… He'd heard about that, of course, he had, but…

The thought fled his mind again, accompanied by every other rational or reasonable notion as she kept working him. He couldn't decern what exactly she was doing, couldn't tell all those sensations apart but it was amazing, utterly and fucking amazing! Instinctively, he tried to do his part, to rock into her but was held still by her hand again. Whining, he surrendered to her ministration, fighting to keep himself upright.

Somewhere in the very far back of his mind, he thought about stopping her. This was not what he'd wanted for tonight. He'd wanted to be one with her, to reconnect on the deepest level possible, not just through flesh and desire but by merging with her into one being, one soul. It was their connection that made them special, their understanding of each other. It was this connection, that he'd missed the most and he desperately needed to renew it. But there was no way of stopping her. Even if he wanted to - and he very much did not want to! – he doubted he could stop her, no matter what he said or did.

And it didn't last long anyway. To him, it felt like a small eternity but in reality, it probably took less than a minute before his hips began to shudder, followed by his entire body as pleasure shot through him like white-hot lightning. An incoherent howl echoed off the walls around them as he spilled into her wet mouth while she kept sucking and licking, her hands still working him further until he softened in her grip and had to fight hard to not simply sag to the ground.

Heavily panting, he leaned against the wall, eyes closed and head resting against the wood. He heard the rustling of cloth and a moment later, he felt Astrid's hands on his chest, her lips brushing along his neck. The same lips that had been around his cock only moment's ago… The thought was weird but not unpleasant.

"What was that?" He finally managed to gasp out, his mind not yet working right again.

"An experiment. Ruff told me about it and…" Astrid chuckled but stopped abruptly and her fingers were suddenly on his face, smoothing out lines of concentration as he tried to regain the ability to think. "Didn't you like it? I thought… well, I wanted to try and…" She trailed off when he gasped out a shaky laugh.

"Whether I liked it?" He asked and forced his eyes open to look at her. He gazed at her incredulously and the way she self-consciously bit her lip made his heart swell. She was too perfect for this world and he still couldn't believe that he was the lucky one to whom she'd said yes. "Couldn't you tell?" The sudden memory of just how much he'd liked it sent another pleasurable wave of shudders through his body. "Although…" he added and reached up to caress her cheek. "It was not what I had planned for tonight… I wanted to…" He gave her a tentative smile and shrugged.

The way she smiled back at him then, eyes blazing with mischief and excitement… It made his heartbeat quicken further despite it's already exhilarated rate.

"Oh, I'm planning to get to that, too." She had the audacity to smirk and wink at him. "But in your state…? You would have gotten off on me within 30 seconds, no matter what we would have done. We still have all night though…"

Hiccup saw the tantalizing promises dancing in her eyes and couldn't hold back anymore. He leaned down and kissed her, on hand cupping the back of her head to draw her closer while the other still rested against the wall, holding him upright as not to crush her. She tasted… different and it took him a moment to understand why. He could taste himself on her tongue! The thought was mind-blowing and he moaned into her mouth as a new wave of heat washed through him.

She responded with a throaty moan of her own, hands fisting into his tunic and drawing him closer. It reminded him of how randy they'd both been only a few minutes ago, how she probably still was, despite her attempted calm façade. He pressed against her and felt her body respond, rubbing against him, shuddering. After what she'd done for him, he needed to make it up to her but knew he would need a while to recover. He grinned against her lips as he remembered what he'd wanted to try earlier. An experiment, she'd called it. Well, he'd like to run an experiment himself. And after her experiment, he now had all the time and patience he needed.

"Mmmhh," he hummed leisurely against her lips, enjoying how she shivered beneath the vibration. "Mind if I try something in return?" He mumbled and dragged his mouth along her jaw to nibble at her ear, exhilarating in how responsive she was, trembling and gasping wantonly.

"Whatever you whaahh…" Her response turned into a breathy moan as he licked the sensitive skin behind her ear, just like he'd done earlier at the quay. She was so tightly wound already that even the smallest touch and slightest friction was enough to draw the most beautiful reactions out of her while he was comparatively calm to thoroughly enjoy it all.

"I'd like to return the favor!" He murmured, bending her head slightly and brushing her hair aside. He latched onto the skin at the nape of her neck, a place that was always hidden by her thick braid and sucked, drawing her blood up into an oval bruise that no one but himself would ever see, marking her and turning her into a whithering mess in the process. Her fingers dug deeper into his tunic and she gasped beautifully. Regardless of her firm grip, he retreated and reached for her hands to pull her along. It was a bit cold there directly at the door but the further they went into the main room the warmer it got until the cozy heat of the fire near the table soaked through his clothes. Astrid gazed up at him curiously and he decided to not drag it out too long for her, not this part at least. He reached for the cords that held her dress close around the neck and loosened them until the heavy fabric glided off her shoulders and down to the ground. And just like that, her beautiful body was suddenly revealed for him to gaze at and he took his time to admire her.

Her hair was down already and he appreciated that, love it when her tresses flowed around her body like molten gold. Her hair reached all the way from her beautiful face over her shoulders and breasts down to tickle her sweet butt when she moved. It was the perfect frame for this miraculous creature.

In addition, the flickering fire threw dancing patterns of light and shadow over her curves, giving his divine beauty the ethereal appearance she deserved. It looked like she was glowing and for a moment he almost didn't dare to touch her lest this vision of beauty and temptation would disappear. But then his gaze reached her eyes and the hungry glint in them reminded him of who she was. She was Astrid, fierce and strong, unyielding and his. She was his. Just like he was hers.

She wasn't unmarred though. Her body was littered with scars in varying sizes but those weren't what bothered him. Those scars belonged to who she was, were a part of her and he wouldn't want her any other way. But there was something else, a tight bandage around her left wrist and, frowning slightly, he reached for it.

"That's-" Astrid halfheartedly tried to pull her arm back but Hiccup didn't let go. "That's nothing…" she said in a reluctant voice, averted her eyes and he noticed how she blushed. It was endearing. She hadn't been shy in the least when he'd taken off her dress but was embarrassed because of a wound?

"What happened?" He asked, carefully pulling her closer. The bandage looked fresh, surely not older than a day or two at the most. But Astrid had caught herself again and apparently didn't want to talk about this right now. She lay her arms around his neck, putting the bandage out of his view as he very well noticed and let her lips ghost over his.

"It's nothing…" she breathed. "compared with what's going to happen to you if you don't stop talking!" Hiccup chuckled but obliged, let his hand roam down her back and kissed her more earnestly. Whatever this was, she could tell him later. Now, he needed to take care of his wife in other ways.

Their kiss had started calm but soon turned into a whole series of hungry and distracted pecks and licks while his hands roamed over her soft curves. Hers fumbled with the clasps of his fur coat and then tugged at the ornate waistcoat until she could lift it over his head. She did the same to the soft tunic beneath after she'd loosened the cords there as well and Hiccup let her do so freely. He reveled in her touch and her eagerness but when she reached for his trousers again, he caught her wrists to stop her.

"Hiccup…" She whined and feebly tried to free her hands. "I need you! I… just…" She trailed off and bit her lip to keep herself from moaning loudly as he pulled her heated body against his naked chest, groping her ass. He didn't answer, didn't gave in. He just nudged her backward until her backside hit the table. It would be hard, almost impossible for her to keep standing, Eret had said so he tightened his grip on her enticing behind and lifted her up until she sat on the wooden table, legs wrapped around him in an instant. She giggled but didn't say anything, just laid her arms around his neck to draw him into another passionate kiss. Hiccup obliged but only for a minute before he tore himself away from her lips and let his mouth slowly wander down her body instead. She kept giggling interspersed with pleased hums while he paid more attention to her neck, her throat, and her shoulders, peppering her skin with light open-mouthed kisses. She gasped as he wandered further down toward her breasts, teasing the hardened buds with warm licks, sucks, and bites, just hard enough to make her shudder. And she moaned when he wandered further still, down over her ribs and stomach.

Stone is hard! Get a cushion or something, your knees will thank you later. Without taking his eyes or mouth off her, he reached for his thick coat, placed it on the ground between them and kneeled down on it.

Astrid had become quiet and watched him with wide eyes and labored breaths as he lifted her legs over his bare shoulders and gazed up at her, gauging her reaction. When Eret had first told him about this, it had sounded terrifying! Could he go down on her like this with his mouth on her most intimate parts, would he dare to do it, would she let him? The idea hadn't left him once during the last two weeks, he'd thought about it every day and Eret hadn't been shy in talking about it whenever he thought fit. By now and after what she'd done for him before, he couldn't see anything terrifying in it anymore. It just another way to worship her. If she was okay with it.

He watched her closely as she watched him, the unspoken question clear in his eyes. He saw a flicker of insecurity and self-consciousness cross her face but he wouldn't let her belittle herself. She was perfect and he wanted her to know it. A moment later, she nodded, giving her consent. That was all he'd needed.

Without taking his eyes off of hers, he bent closer and kissed her. Not directly on her sex, he wasn't brave enough for that yet even though he could still feel the alcohol buzzing in the back of his mind. He first kissed her on the inside of her thighs, those soft patches of white skin over taught muscles that never saw the sunlight and had always been so alluring to him. He took his time to cover them in soft kisses and, as her blatantly aroused noises encouraged him, began to lick and nibble his way up. By the time he reached that triangle of golden fuzz, she was breathing shakily, already covered in sweat, trembling, and shifting and he had to wrap his arms around her thighs to keep them apart, to keep her as still as possible. She'll try to press her legs together. Don't let her! It's an instinct and doesn't mean she doesn't want you there. Fighting against her well-toned legs wasn't easy but that was no surprise. He had to count on the fact that she wouldn't want to deliberately hurt him. Or suffocate him…

Hiccup looked up at her once more, his lips not an inch away from that damp heat. She was still watching him, her eyes dazed and her lips parted, panting. She was so beautiful! Gathering up the last bit of courage needed, he finally leaned in and let his lips brush over her sensitive core.

Her reaction was instantaneous and amazing! An urgent moan escaped her and her whole body tensed up for a moment, all because of that little touch. It spurred Hiccup on and he did it again, with a bit more pressure this time and he seemed to hit a sensitive spot because she cried out and Hiccup had to tighten his grip on her thighs to keep them apart. Astrid whimpered, but got the message and made an effort to keep herself open for him. Hiccup hummed in appreciation and earned himself a guttural groan and one heavily trembling wife for it.

It was incredible! He started carefully, brushing his lips along her slit, adding his tongue to part and explore her folds, licking up her wet arousal until he began to suck every now and then, on her tender flesh and, more carefully, on her clit. Don't attack her clit like a madman, it would only hurt her and then turn her numb there. Save that for the end when she's begging. You can play with it but not too much. He followed those suggestions, tested different treatments on different parts, always gauging her reactions and memorizing them. Hiccup knew Astrid well enough by now, knew which sounds and reactions meant she liked what he did and which not. He alternated every few seconds, testing every possibility he could think of and repeated those which produced the strongest reaction without a pattern to it. Over time, he added more force to it, more pressure, when he felt like it wasn't enough anymore and got rewarded with the sweetest music of her moaning and gasping with desire, of her whimpering, sobbing, and crying in frustration when he changed his ministration once more before she was able to adjust to the sensation.

It was practically a game, the most erotic game he'd ever played. He pushed her further and further, never in just one direction but back and forth, listening to her noises of pure lust, tasting her, spicy and sweet, fighting to keep her still beneath his mouth. Very soon, he regretted to have kept Astrid from opening his trousers as they filled out painfully with his returning erection. Gods, he never would have thought how utterly arousing this was! At some point, Astrid wasn't able to hold herself upright anymore and sank back on the table, propped up on her elbows as she tried to keep her blurry gaze on him. He flashed his green eyes up at her and pulled his lips back a little so she could watch his tongue exploring her. She couldn't stand it for long, her back arching as she threw her head back and groaned, loud and wantonly. The motion made her push her breasts out and the sight made him practically growl into her flesh, drawing another loud cry out of her. And he kept going, licking and sucking and wiggling his tongue into her, everything to push her further.

It had sounded simpler than it was though. He kept going on and on, spurred on by her reactions. But he didn't really know what he was doing and just went with the sensation, watching her in rapture while also squirming and shifting, desperate for release. He wasn't sure for how long he could go on.

oOoOo

Never before had Astrid felt so helpless. Helplessly aroused and yet helpless to do anything about it. Sure, she could probably push Hiccup away, touch herself and get off within seconds but that wasn't what she wanted. She wanted him to go on and finish this, wanted it to never ever end.

It was amazing! It wasn't quite like having him inside her but it didn't really compare to it either. Having him pushing into her, spreading her open for him, it wasn't just about lust and desire but also about truly become one, melting their lives and souls together. For her, it was a form of commitment she only ever wanted to share with him and him alone. And although this, too, was something she only ever wanted him to do, it was different. It was more playful, more of a game than real commitment. It was fun. And it was wonderfully maddening.

If only he would decide on one treatment and stick to it! Every single one of his actions fueled her aroused state, made her burn hotter, made her insides coil tighter. And surely it would be enough to let her find release if only he wouldn't switch constantly.

Astrid had been embarrassed by the needy noises his actions had drawn out of her at first but by now she didn't care anymore. She moaned, cried and sobbed freely, the only release she could find beneath his merciless tongue and hands. She wasn't sure whether she wanted to pull away from him or to press closer into his mouth but either way, she couldn't. His grip on her thighs and hips was so strong she couldn't move, his fingers digging into her. There certainly would be bruises in the morning, it ached but in a strange, pleasant way, the pain itself weirdly erotic, too. She hadn't thought it possible, but -Freya!- it was!

A scream tore itself out of her throat and her fingernails scratched uselessly across the tabletop as whatever Hiccup was doing shot like lightning through her entire body and pushed her almost over the edge in an instant. She tensed up in anticipation, trembling and whimpering but the final nudges didn't come. Instead, Hiccup changed his ministration again after just that one second and she whined, trying to chase that sensation nonetheless.

"Hic…" she gasped out in between panted breath. "Just- Ah! – decide on one thi-thing. Don't sw- hnng! – switch so mmmmmhhhh…." She tried to get out instructions. That's what they had promised each other. That they would tell the other what they wanted, what they needed. He couldn't know after all. If his experiment was only half as weird for him as hers had been before then he just couldn't know what it was he was doing to her right now. It was torture. The sweetest and most pleasurable torture she'd ever had to endure and she wasn't able to stand it much longer.

Astrid gasped as the sound Hiccup made vibrated through her, breaking through the comparatively calm ministration a the moment and it took her a moment to realize. He wasn't humming with lust this time, not like he'd done a few times before. He was chuckling! That fact distracted her momentarily. Was he doing all this on purpose? She forced herself to lift her head, to look at him, to make sure… and met his gleaming green eyes, caught the mischievous glint in them. Her own eyes widened as she watched him pulling away a bit, smirking up at her and then latching onto the apex of her sex, his lips closing around her clit before he-

"Hicc-aaahh!" came her torn cry as that lightning of pleasure crackled through her again, setting her ablaze and pushing her up high in an instant again. And again he stopped a moment later, leaving her shaking and panting. He was doing it on purpose! Damned be that talented demon with his talented hands and apparently talented mouth! She heard him grunt and felt him shift between her thighs before his arms were back around her and he continued his maddening treatment. He moaned into her again, long and drawn out and it felt fantastic and awful at the same time. He would make her lose her mind like this!

"Hiccup, please!" she whimpered, reaching out for him and digging her fingers into his arm, his hair as she sank down on the tabletop completely. Gods, she would go insane if she couldn't find any release soon!

Hiccup moaned again with even more urgency and it felt sublime. His hot breath brushed over her as he shifted and then his lips were around her clit again. He began to suckle lightly and it came slower this time, like the low rumble of a tsunami but just as inevitable. He didn't stop. On the contrary, the suction intensified and with it came the white-hot lightning again, coursing through her with Night Fury speed.

Astrid came on his tongue with a piercing scream, jerking and thrashing violently in his grip as wave after wave of molten pleasure surged through her.

oOoOo

Hiccup kept sucking and licking at Astrid's clit until she whimpered and weakly tried to push him away. He knew by now how any further stimulation on her hypersensitive body would hurt her after a good orgasm and from her reactions he hoped it had been a good one.

While she slowly came down from her personal Valhalla, Hiccup got up on his legs, wiped off his chin and leaned heavily on the table, hands propped up on either side of her waist. His knees hurt a bit and his right leg was numb as was his jaw but looking down at his wife he decided that Eret had been right. It was worth it! She hadn't begged exactly, but that one please was more than he'd dared to hope for. And he would definitely do this again!

She was practically glowing, post-orgasmic bliss radiating from her and the lazy smile with which she was looking up at him right now made him forget every else. Yes, definitely worth it!

He pulled her upright again as she reached for him and when she nuzzled against his bare chest after placing a lazy kiss on his lips, he laid his arms around her and pulled her tight. He just held her while she fought to regain her breath and senses, basking in the simple fact that he was able to finally hold her again. It had been far, far too long!

"Mmh… that was… wow…," Astrid murmured after a while, her voice heavy and low. "How did you…" She didn't finish the question and just hummed against his neck.

"Eret…" he answered when she didn't go on, chuckling in light embarrassment. Even though they obviously had been helpful, the ex-trapper's more than detailed explanations hadn't been exactly comfortable for Hiccup. But Astrid seemed to understand what he meant and chuckled, too, her vibrating body against his skin making his already hard cock pulsing demandingly. At first, Hiccup thought she wouldn't respond any further as she simply drew cryptic patterns on his chest, obviously lost in her own thoughts.

"You know, I've always been glad that we were able to make him see reason," she finally mused while nudging him back a little to slide off the table. On shaky legs, she hobbled over toward the little heap of furs by the hearth, their little fur nest, as she called it. "But now I feel like we owe him so much more! I mean…" She nestled down between the furs, half lying and half sitting and looked up at him expectantly. Hiccup followed her without complaining and she reached down to first unfasten his metal leg and then helping him out of his remaining clothes after he'd sat down as well. "I guess we would have figured this out on our own sooner or later but, holy Freya, that was just…" With a renewed shudder, Astrid cuddled into his side and Hiccup wasn't able to keep himself from grinning like an idiot. So, so worth it!

They were silent for a while, both simply enjoying their closeness while the crackling fire kept them warm. It was one of the advantages of lying here instead of their bed. Sure, the bed was more comfortable with the mattress, the neat cushions, and blankets, with the door they could close and exclude everything else outside. But here, there was the warm hearth and especially now when the winter was coming again, the additional heat would be very welcome. Practically, sometimes simply keeping each other warm wasn't enough. And in moments like this, it meant that they didn't need to cover themselves with a blanket so that her body was still free for him to look at in all its beauty.

"We really owe him…" Astrid murmured after a while, obviously still on that line of thought. "I mean, without him, I doubt Ruff could have told me all that she did today either. Although some of those things…" She broke off and Hiccup noticed the fierce blush that spread over her face and neck and down to her chest. It was an enticing sight and he longed to trace his fingers over her warm skin but contained himself. She wouldn't be ready for round two, not yet.

"Yeah…" He agreed with a light chuckle. "I know what you mean. By now I know more about our friends' love life than I ever wanted to know!"

"Hel, yes!" Astrid chimed in to his laughter. "There surely were some conversations I could have gone without!"

"Agreed!"

He drew her closer and ran his hands lightly up and down her spine. Yes, he could have foregone some of these conversations of the last two weeks but he'd be damned if he didn't benefit in some way or other from what he'd heard. A lazy grin spread over his face as his mind conjured up some of the ideas that had crossed his mind lately.

"Although, some of those things I needed to hear, I guess, no matter how… unpleasant they might have been…" Astrid mumbled against his neck and it took him a moment to realize that her mood had changed into another direction than his. While he'd been thinking about possible rounds three and four, she'd become serious, almost solemn even.

He drew himself back to take a look at her but she retreated as well and rolled onto her back next to him, eyes fixed on the roof above them. Confused, Hiccup rolled around as well to prop himself up on one arm and to scrutinize her. She had an expression of high concentration on her face, of insecurity and worries. It didn't suit her!

"What happened?" he asked calmly. He'd asked the same already but this seemed so much more important than her bandaged wrist. What conversations did she have that put her in such a mood? And with whom? And why hadn't she shown any signs of anxiety before? Or had he just failed to notice them? And why was she blushing so fiercely now?

Her gaze flickered toward him but only for the fraction of a second before she bit her lip and looked away again. "I… It's…" she began stammering, obviously looking for the right words. Then she sighed and closed her eyes. "My mom has been nagging me about this for months now but… today I talked to Valka and to Heather and…" She gulped and the short pause gave Hiccup a moment to think. Their moms and Heather? What in Thor's name was there that she could have talked about with those three and that had her so on edge? "…and I think… Well, I know we wanted to wait but… If it's alright for you I-I think I… I'm going to, erm, to stop…" She broke off once more and left him even more confused than before.

"Stop what?" He asked bewilderedly when she didn't continue. She was perfect the way she was! He didn't want her to change, to stop being any part of that wonderful person he loved so much. Especially not if it bothered her so greatly. Because he could see that it cost her quite an effort to even say it! But then she finally opened her mouth again and send his whole world spinning.

"Stop drinking moon tea…"

For an endless moment, Hiccup felt like time was standing still. All he could do was stare at her while his heart seemed to have stopped working altogether. He hadn't minded it when she'd wanted to continue drinking moon tea after their wedding. He hadn't been able to deny that he, too, had wanted a little more time with her just for themselves. A little more time had begun to stretch out though and even he had heard the comments occasionally. But he'd never thought much of it. Of course, he wanted to start a family with Astrid! But they were still young and had time, there was no need to rush.

And Hiccup wasn't stupid. He knew that having a baby would influence her daily life much more than his. The pregnancy alone would keep her from her weapon training and from flying with Stormfly for weeks. And even though he would want to care for their child in equal measures, he knew that with regular nursing Astrid was the one who would always need to be around while he would still have his chiefly duties to attend to. So he hadn't questioned her decision to keep drinking the tea, not once, had accepted that is was her choice and went along with it.

But that didn't mean that he didn't want to have children with her!

The moment ended and his heart began to work again, beating much harder and faster than before. "You…" was all he was able to get out, just that small gasp before the joy in his heart spilled over and took control of his body. He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, almost crushing her with the intensity of that kiss and with his weight suddenly on top of her, his hands instantly entangled in her golden tresses.

At first, she seemed to be too stunned to react but then she returned his kiss fervently. Somewhere in the back of her throat, she was chuckling as she welcomed him in her arms, her hands clutching at his back in an attempt to draw him even closer. Which was hardly possible with their body pressed together from head to foot... Some detached, reasonable part of him noticed that he was about to crush her beneath him and shifted to support his weight on his arms. Astrid gasped against this lips and in return shifted as well. She spread her legs and wrapped them around his waist and moaned when his still erect member pocked against her butt cheek. Oddly, the sensation of her warm and soft flesh against his cock brought him somewhat back to his senses. He pushed himself up, just enough to look her in the eyes again.

"I love you!" Hiccup breathed and although this was true at every moment of his life, it felt even more genuine right now.

Astrid smiled up at him, in her eyes the same joy he felt as well. "So you're okay with that?" she asked, beaming and Hiccup couldn't help but laugh.

"Whether I'm okay with that? Gods, Astrid… Yes! Yes, I am. Of course, I am! I am when you are," he added belatedly, remembering how concerned she'd been only moments before. But he couldn't see any of that in her anymore. She just looked happy.

"I am!" She assured him and he leaned down to kiss her again, softer and slower this time. Their lips and tongues were moving in unison, somewhere between a dance and a fight and it didn't take long before their bodies followed. He felt her shift beneath him, her breasts rubbing against his chest and her hips rolling up to press against his crotch, inviting him in, challenging him to meet her with his own thrusts. Hiccup groaned, all too eager to follow this invitation when he felt her firm hand around him once more, guiding him toward her entrance. He teasingly nudged her a few times before he pushed into her with one smooth stroke and only stopped when his pelvis came flush to her thighs. He moaned at the overwhelming sensation to finally, finally be inside her again. Completely overcome, he relished in the feeling before he realized that something was wrong.

Astrid's moan had come simultaneously with his but something hadn't been right there. Belatedly, he realized that it hadn't sounded right and the way her fingers dug into his forearms right now, almost drawing blood surely wasn't right either. And her face… the expression on her face was just wrong! Her eyes were screwed shut and her mouth pressed into a thin line…

It was a mask of pain.

oOoOo

Fuck, it HURT!

Astrid fought hard not to scream out loud as Hiccup speared into her. It wasn't as bad as the first time she kept telling herself. It wasn't as bad, she'd been through worse!

But –fuck! – it was close!

From somewhere behind the haze of pain echoed Hiccup's voice toward her. He sounded anxious, alarmed and it took Astrid a moment to realize that he was calling her name.

"Mmmm-fine" she managed to press out and her hands darted down to clutch at his hips as he made attempts to pull out of her. "Don't move!" she gasped and Hiccup stilled instantly. Dammit, she just needed a moment to adjust! She wasn't used to this anymore. Two months without and her body wasn't used to it anymore!

"Astrid?" He sounded frightened now and Astrid fought to open her eyes, to look at him.

"Just….intens is all" she gasped out past gritted teeth. "Just give me a sec…" Hiccup nodded but his expression showed downright panic and Astrid had to close her eyes. She couldn't deal with that right now. Right now, she needed to concentrate, to breath through the pain, to relax. She knew that Hiccup fit into her, fit perfectly! Her body just needed to get used to being filled again!

It took her several more seconds and many deep and labored breaths but finally, Astrid was able to relax enough to ease the intense pressure in the lower part of her body. She still didn't feel entirely comfortable but at least it was bearable again. She took a few somewhat calmer breaths and, very carefully, began to testingly move her hips. It made Hiccup whimper but whether in pleasure or in sympathy she couldn't tell.

Astrid opened her eyes again to look at Hiccup above her. He hadn't moved an inch since she'd told him not to and she could see the strain on his face. He looked pale, his wide eyes fixed on her.

"Astrid?" He asked again, his voice nothing but a high whisper. "Did I hurt you? Gods, I-I didn't…"

"It's okay!" She interrupted him and attempted to smile through the strain. "Just… a bit slower the next time, alright? Looks like I'm out of practice…" she added with a shaky laughter but Hiccup only grimaced.

"Astrid, I'm so sorry!" he gasped out, his voice thick with guilt, his eyes screwed shut.

"Shh, shh!" Astrid shushed him, frowned and reached up to smooth out the lines on his face. It had been a while since the last time he'd been self-conscious like this. Even or especially when it came to sex, they hadn't allowed any shyness between the two of them. They happily tried whatever came to their minds and not everything worked. That said, this was hardly the first time anything they did had hurt her and surely wouldn't be the last time either. If she thought she couldn't stand it, she would have told him! That was one of their rules after all. So why was he disheartened like this now?

"I hurt you… Gods, I swore I'd never… But I did…" Astrid's frown deepened. Where did this come from all of a sudden? She wasn't that breakable and he knew that.

"Hiccup, I'm f-" she tried to soothe him but got interrupted instantly.

"Don't! Don't say you're fine! Don't lie, please…"

Astrid bit her lip. What, in Helheim's name, had happened? "You're right, it did hurt." She finally admitted. "But it's okay now, I'm fine. I just needed a moment to.. adjust"

Hiccup huffed and it almost sounded like a strangled sob. "Are you sure?"

Chuckling, Astrid pulled him down to kiss him. She wasn't good with words but maybe, hopefully, she could convince him otherwise.

At first, Hiccup barely responded to her kiss, merely let it happen and Astrid realized that he'd become noticeably softer inside her. Whatever it was that had made him react so strongly, it really gnawed at him. Maybe it was just his old instinct to try and keep her from all harm but she would have none of that! Astrid put more fervor into their kiss, fisted her hand into his hair and carefully rolled her hip up toward him.

With a suppressed groan, Hiccup finally responded to her, seemed convinced she wasn't in pain anymore. And it was true. By now, the initial pain had subsided completely and all that was left was this feeling of rightness. His weight on top of her felt right, as felt his hot mouth against hers and his gorgeous cock inside her. It was just right!

"Hic- Hiccup…" she moaned as he finally became more active. His mouth wandered up and down her neck and she could feel him swelling inside her again, hot and thrumming. It felt marvelous! She clutched at his back to keep him close and it didn't take much longer before they were moving as one, rocking and bucking their bodies into each other. They started slowly but very soon, her movements became more demanding and Hiccup followed, rolling his hip just the right way to hit her deeper, harder and faster when she told him to.

It felt amazing! Astrid couldn't say anymore where her body ended and Hiccup began. They were one, one being, one soul, moving in unison. Their breaths mingled in hot puffs and the sweat on their skin made their bodies slide enticingly. Soon, their gasps and moans and grunts drowned out the crackling fire, the wind outside, and the occasional bawling of passing Vikings. Astrid felt Hiccup's teeth dig into her collarbone and that was it, the final push that flung her over the edge. With a primal scream, she fell apart beneath Hiccup, thrashing and spasming and he followed her only a few thrusts later with a guttural cry.

oOoOo

Astrid didn't know what had woken her. She hadn't opened her eyes yet but she was still tired and from the lack of any light gleaming through her eyelids, she guessed it was still longe before dawn. She attempted to snuggle closer to Hiccup's warmth behind her when she felt it again, the movement that must have woken her.

Behind her, Hiccup shifted and as the warrior she was, even this slight jostling had been enough to wake her up. For a moment, she thought he was just turning around, changing his position somehow but then she realized this was not the case. She could hear his breathing, too intense for someone who was supposed to be asleep and she could practically feel his eyes resting on her. Blinking against the dim light of the burned down fire, Astrid opened her eyes and rolled onto her back to look at her husband. As expected, Hiccup was awake, not a hint of sleepiness in his eyes as he lay propped up on one arm, his gaze intently on her.

Astrid frowned sleepily. "Hiccup?" she asked, her voice still slurred. "Why are you not asleep, babe?" She reached up to pull him down toward her, to kiss him and nestle them both back into the furs but he resited.

"I'm so sorry!" He whispered instead of an answer, gulped and carefully places his warm hand over her stomach. "I didn't want to hurt you! Gods, I…" He didn't go on, just trailed off and shook his head, his eyes closing into a pained expression. There it was again, this strange apprehensiveness that had beset him earlier already and Astrid blinked a few times, willing her weariness away.

"Babe, it's alright! Really, I promise. Yes, it hurt a little, but you couldn't have known that." A little might have been an understatement but this was not the time to say so. "And, you know, if I wouldn't be able to endure a little pain, we'd still both be virgins, remember?" she added playfully but that seemed to have been the wrong thing to say. A shadow crossed over Hiccup's face at the reminder of that for her very painful first time and he leaned down to bury his face in the crock of her neck.

"I don't want you to be in pain because of me!" he said urgently. "I-I know it's unavoidable sometimes and that's bad enough but tonight? I'm so sorry! I should have made sure you were ready, should have tested, should have… but I was too greedy, too eager and I forgot… I'm so sorry, I thought I was better than that, better than them!"

Astrid's frown deepened. What did he mean by that? Sure, he could have probed her with a finger before but she'd been wet and relaxed already thanks to his former treatment. She, too, had thought she'd been ready for him. No, there was more to all of this…

"What do you mean with better than them?" Astrid asked carefully. Hiccup didn't answer right away though and just made some strange noise against her neck, something between a sob, a groan and a whimper. "Hiccup, tell me!" she inquired more firmly and after a short pause, Hiccup nodded.

"It's about our new allies," he began and the way he spat out that last word gave Astrid goosebumps. "I told you how they see their women as barely more than property. That's what Gobber and Spitelout were able to tell me about them and it fit to what Dagur had heard about them and what I remembered as well. My father took me to one of the Chiefs' meetings once, many years ago. I was too young, didn't understand everything and remembered even less… But it was so much worse than I expected!" He paused and took a deep, ragged breath, inhaling her scent as if he needed the reassurance. "All these women and girls with those empty broken eyes... It was horrible! Their pained screams could be heard at any time, day or night… But every time I managed to speak to one of them they all just said they were fine!"

Astrid gulped. So that's why he'd reacted so strongly to her being in pain… And then she'd even used those same words trying to appease him. "Hic…" she breathed and bent her head to place a kiss on his head, the only accessible place. She shifted around to wrap an arm around his chest and hoped their closeness would help him cope.

"It was horrible, but there was nothing I could have done." Hiccup continued, closing his arms around her in an instant. "That's what I told myself over and over. That I couldn't interfere with their internal rules. That every chief has the right to lead his people as he sees fit. That all I can do is try to be better than them! I know, many tribes still hate us for having made peace with the dragons but they accept it because it's none of their business. If I of all people start to condemn another chief for how he rules… It would lead to chaos and very likely to a massive tribe war. I know there was nothing I could have done but… But, Gods, I wanted to! I want… I want to bring them to justice for what they do to these girls! And for still killing dragons and for purchasing weapons when they wouldn't tell why they need them all of a sudden. But I can't… If I were just anyone, I could barge in there and free those girls, steal the weapons and destroy every trap or cage I can find. But I can't! I'm the chief of Berk, the mighty Dragon Master! And still, there's nothing I can do. I have to abide by the rules. And now with this treaty… It should keep Berk safe but it also means I can't fight them when they attack anywhere else. We're allies now. Accomplices is more fitting. Whatever they do from now on, I'm just as guilty as they are. Because by signing this peace treaty I practically condoned what they do. I-I'm not sure this treaty was the right thing to do…" By the end of his explanation, Hiccup's voice had become barely more than a weak whisper. Astrid felt his arms tighten around her and for quite some time they were both silent while she tried to process everything he'd told her just now.

oOoOo

Hiccup felt drained.

Within the last few hours, all the anxiety and tension he'd felt had left him and now he just felt utterly exhausted. Knowing they would reach Berk that day had been the first point that morning and Toothless picking him up for a dearly needed flight had been the second. The next had been actually reaching home and seeing Astrid again, holding her, kissing her and after their experiments and the sex they'd had afterward, this demand had been satiated as well. And now, he'd finally been able to talk about his other worries as well.

It was like it always had been between them. Ever since he'd been able to show her who he really was, since she'd accepted his true self after that first flight, ever since then talking to her about his problems and worries had always helped him. There was nobody else with whom he'd ever been able to talk like this, free and without worrying about being judged. They'd had their difficulties in between but this trust, this closeness, this bond had barely ever left them. He nuzzled into her hair while she was still thinking through what he'd told her. He knew she would tell him her thoughts about all this, would try to come up with alternative points and reasons and they would discuss what this treaty and it's aftermath would mean for them. And they would come to some result that hopefully would be brighter than the picture he had in mind. She had this gift, this ability to look at any situation in another way and together they would come to a better solution than he could have thought of without her. That's how things always were. But for now, Hiccup was just glad that he'd been able to get it off his chest and to feel her reassuring warmth in his arms.

"I think it was," Astrid finally mumbled against his chest and he loosened his hold around her so they could properly talk to each other again. "The right thing to do, I mean," she specified and a small smile tugged at his lips. He'd hoped she would come to this conclusion even though he wasn't sure he could share it.

"I mean, I can see your point," she continued. "And I don't like that we can't do anything to stop them or help those women but we'll think of something! For now, you did the right thing! A Chief protects his own, remember? That's what you did, you kept Berk safe. That does count for something!" Hiccup swallowed at the reminder of his father but knew that Astrid was right. Stoick the Vast would probably have done the same. Protecting Berk had always been his first priority and Hiccup agreed, that was the most important point. But where Stoick had been content with caring for his people, Hiccup wanted more.

"Berk has never been in any real danger…" He replied quietly. This was the problem. With all the reasoning why they had to make this peace treaty in the first place, he hadn't considered how real the threat to Berk was until it was too late.

"On that point, my cursed reputation as Dragon Master actually is helpful, nobody would dare to attack us." He said bitterly. "But I realized that too late. Chief Magnus actually had to point it out to me! Most of the other tribes are afraid of me, can you believe that?" Astrid chuckled but he didn't give her the chance to reply. "At that point, we couldn't back down anymore though. We'd already offered the treaty, retracting would have been an insult at the best and cause for a feud at the worst." Hiccup snorted. There it was again, the inevitability of it all.

"So, are you blaming Dagur for coming up with that plan in the first place?" Astrid asked, frowning but Hiccup just shook his head.

"No, I don't. He was right, them purchasing all those weapons was suspicious and even though we still don't know what exactly they intend to do with them we at least know now what kind of people they are. Know your enemy, and all… And Dagur's idea with the treaty wasn't really a bad one either. That way, we can keep an eye on them. I just…" He paused for a moment, unsure how to phrase his concerns. "I don't know where we could have taken a different path. I just think that this wasn't the right one, that there had to have been a better option. But I can't see it."

Astrid was quiet for a minute or two again and he could see how her mind worked through the options. Gods, how much he loved her! He loved her for taking his worries seriously. "What would have happened, though?" She finally asked thoughtfully. "If you could have circumvented this treaty, where would that leave us? I mean, you said it yourself, we can't simply barge in on them. Or, well, practically, we could but…"

"But it wouldn't be right, I know" Hiccup finished her sentence with a pained smile. "With the dragons on our side, we could simply fly there, captivate and punish everyone who ever abused or brutalized a woman like they would be punished in almost every other tribe. We could keep them from attacking any other villages and inflicting any harm there. We could replace their Chief with someone who has more morality, someone who's more suitable. In our opinion at least…" He trailed off, eyes closing and swallowing hard before he felt Astrid's fingers caressing his face lightly.

"But you won't do that" It wasn't a question and when he opened his eyes again he saw his own pain in her eyes as well.

"I can't!" He breathed, shaking his head and confirming her assumption. "I won't use the dragons as a weapon so that I can dictate how people elsewhere live. I'm not Drago. I'm not like that! There hasn't been any complaint, neither official nor under any disguise or else the Chief's tribunal could have interfered. If we were to act on our own then again, it would only start a tribe war. Sure, one we probably would win, using the dragons again but at what cost? The Redthorns might attack some villages or maybe they just want to be able to defend themselves as they told us. I don't believe them so it is quite possible that they are going to harm people, to kill people. But a tribe war would definitely kill people, many people and it would be our doing. That's not an option!"

Astrid considered his words for a moment and then nodded. "So all we can do right now is waiting for whatever happens next." She frowned, squinting her eyes in thought and Hiccup wanted to kiss away all those tense lines in her face. In the end, he had come to this conclusion on his own but once again he'd needed her presence and probing to reach it. There was no other option, not right now.

"I'll send Gustav out then. He has begged for a bigger mission for so long now and this is perfect. He can pick a few of the younger riders, too, they could use the practice as well. Just observing and as soon as the Redthorns head out with their armada, they can inform us and we'll decide whether to interfere or not."

Hiccup blinked and then a wide grin spread over his face. He actually hadn't thought of this option, had thought they would need to wait for news of any attacks to reach them. But once again, his beloved general had provided a practical solution for his theoretical quarrel and he kissed her soundly for that. She chuckled under his sudden assault but drew herself back again after a few moments.

"When do you think would the Redthorns head out for an assault like this, if that's actually what they are planning? Would they wait for the ice to retreat?" Astrid inquired, still in planning mode and Hiccup thought for a moment, then nodded.

"I guess so. I don't think they would head out now with the ice so close. But they have a far more agreeable climate, they're going to be free of ice far sooner than we are. We should keep that in mind" Astrid nodded as she filed this information away for later use and Hiccup sighed in relief. Maybe he hadn't made the wrong decisions after all.

He was still lost in his thoughts somehow when he noticed Astrid snuggling closer again and the way she rubbed herself against him left no doubt as to what she had in mind now that this problem was solved. He gasped and his eyes fluttered shut when he felt her hand around his cock once more, slowly stroking him back to hardness. She had never been shy but she hadn't touched him that freely before either and he couldn't deny that he liked it. A lot! His hand wandered down her body and to her waist almost on its own accord but he forced it to stay there, clutching at her in his torn desire for her and for her well-being alike.

"Aahh-Astrid…" he moaned when she kept moving her hand up and down his shaft in a maddeningly slow pace. "Are yo-you sure? I –aahh- d-don't want to hurt you ag-gnn-" She interrupted him with a quick but firm kiss and then smiled up at him through her lashes like the minx he knew she could be.

"I am," she hummed. "But if you want you can convince yourself" She flashed him a challenging smirk and Hiccup didn't need another invitation. He rolled them over until she lay on her back beneath him and let his hand glide over her skin and between her legs. This time, he would make sure she was ready to take him in and he would take his time to do so.

.-o-O-'-O-o-.

A/N: Well, that was that... *scratches her neck* Please, feel free to let me know your thoughts!

And the next chapter is a comparatively short one, there might be an early update on Monday or Tuesday, depending on your feedback and my mood ;P