A/N: The fact that I haven't written a Hiccup x Raya-centered story is crazy, I'll need to think of one in the future. But for this next chapter, Hiccup and Raya will be pairing up, she's going to be one of his main women and help him secure an alliance with Kumandra at some point in time, but that's a chapter for another time. For now, let's get to it!

(Normal pov— North Sea)

A fleet of Blackstone Legion galleons sliced through the open seas, they were en route to the island base of the Northern Alliance, and Drago Bludvist. Apollyon herself stood in front of her menacing flagship— The Hellhound. Apollyon cared not for absolute power or ruling over the world like so many fools she had both challenged and killed in single combat all over the world, she only cared for war and ensuring that war would reign eternal. After all, war was a constant in the world, mankind cannot help but be at odds with each other and succumb to violence and bloodshed. So long as she and her Blackstone Legion provoke the wolves among the world powers of their true nature and start a war with their people, that was more than enough for Apollyon.

"Master, Prince Harald Haraldson, as requested,"

Turning around, Apollyon dismissed one of her Blackstone Wardens who brought her... guest. Facing the banished Viking prince of the Fairhair dynasty, Apollyon snorted softly. "So, here you stand, banished from your family and your people, and throwing yourself into the hands of forces that would see the Vikings chosen king dead," while circling the banished prince like a bloodthirsty shark, Apollyon tilted her head softly. "Does your ambition to take over as King of Vikings mean so much to you that you would forsake honor and your place in Valhalla?"

Grasping his wrist that bore his sacred arm ring, Harald caressed his ring before looking into the demonic mask of Apollyon. "Hiccup Haddock is not my king. I never truly swore an oath to him, and so I am not sacrificing my place in Valhalla nor am I forsaking honor. His ascension as king was only because we were desperate to flee from our now-dead and decayed homelands." Sighing in frustration, Harald continued to vent. "True. He has led the Vikings to many victories, eventually, his luck will run out. And from what I've seen what your Blackstone Legion has to offer, that boy is no match for you in both combat and tactical brilliance."

"That remains to be seen, Harald Haraldson," Apollyon's firm tone caused the Viking prince to tense. "As a warrior, you should know better than to underestimate your opponent. Your hatred and ambition cloud your judgment. And I will not allow that to infect my ranks." Turning sharply away from the banished prince, Apollyon's cape billowing thanks to the ocean breeze as she spoke over her shoulder. "You are a wolf that will turn your own people against each other and Hiccup Haddock. When the dust settles, you will lead your people, but only because of me." Once reaching the front of her galleon, the warlord of the Blackstone Legion voiced a warning to her Viking guest. "You are free to recruit any of your kind who oppose the idea of following a boy. However, if I smell the slight hint of betrayal from you, then your name and story will be lost to history. Do I make myself clear?"

"As clear as a crystal,"

The Blackstone Legion's master then brandished a parchment and extended it for Harald. "This is a list of renegade Vikings who have cast aside honor and will do anything to survive, even if it means conspiring with those who would see their people dead. You will see which of these renegade factions are familiar to you and you will then meet with them once you have been provided with a dragon of your own," Harald took the parchment pocketed the list, and looked back at Apollyon as she inhaled the sea breeze. "I've faced many challenges and opponents in my lifetime, Prince Harald, but from what you've told me about Hiccup Haddock, he seems... worthy of all this effort." Chuckling darkly, she continued. "Leaders who wish to avoid bloodshed are wise, however, peace can only last for so long. War is perhaps one of the truest constants in the world; mankind can only tolerate each other for so long before they are at each other's throats like wild animals." The warlord then turned to the Viking. "A peacekeeper like Hiccup Haddock will soon learn a hard, brutal lesson that you cannot trust anyone, not even your people. Especially if they crave war. And who better to rile up than Vikings?"

"Heh, my people are indeed bloodthirsty," Harald chuckled before shrugging. "How Haddock has kept the more bloodthirsty Vikings at bay astounds me."

"He is a leader with a vision that will lead his people into a prosperous future without the need for war and bloodshed," chuckling in amusement, Apollyon shook her head fondly. "The wish of a child. The world is a dark, brutal place where only the strong survive. Peace can only be achieved through cruel war. And I... am war."

As Apollyon wrapped her cape around her armor-clad body, she was eager to test this young Viking king and see if his reputation preceded him or not. Regardless, she would enjoy reminding the Vikiings what it is to fear. She had crippled the Vikings of Valkenheim with starvation, forcing them to kill each other for food. She would employ similar, yet far more brutal tactics on Hiccup's people. The wolves among the King of Viking's flock will rise and there will be war among them.

(Unknown location)

Onboard a large, prestigious ship anchored in the Arabian Sea, Johann looked to the horizon and savored the morning sun warming his skin. After so many years of being trapped in the ice blast of the King of Dragons below Berserker Island, the Dragon Hunter and master manipulator wouldn't take such little things for granted ever again. A light breeze blew past, caressing his skin and running through his slicked-back hair. The self-centered, and greedy man had been on a mission to obtain the world's deadliest dragons and make a fortune by selling them to the highest bidder while also searching for what had slipped through his grasp all those years ago— The King of Dragons. Despite amassing a sizeable coalition of warriors, mercenaries, as well as poachers and trappers of dragon kind, Johann didn't want war, he wanted power and wealth.

The only man who posed a threat to him was Hiccup Haddock III, King of Vikings.

He had been trying to rid the world of that boy for years, and had he obtained the King of Dragon's egg, he would've been one step closer to taking all the dragons in Scandinavia and depriving Stoick's boy of his precious Night Fury. Years of planning, and manipulating events that worked in his favor all came to ruin because of Hiccup Haddock, and Johann would see the young king dead because of it.

"Sir, he's here,"

Turning to his right-hand man, Saluk, once a former member of the infamous Forty Thieves, Johann smirked. "Excellent, bring him to me," the deadly, cunning thief nodded and had two men bring the young man Johann wanted to see. He was a tall, broad-framed man with tan ivory skin and beefy arms marred with scars. His brown eyes blazed like scarlet coals in the sunlight and his ebony hair was done in dreads in a ponytail with one strand dangling in front of his face. He wore a black scaled chest plate, black bracers on his arms, light grey pants with a belt buckle, and black boots. "Ah, Fjalarr, my dear boy!" Johann approached his companion with outstretched arms. "How do you fare this fine day?"

"Spare me, Johann. Just tell me what you want,"

Curling his lip at the young man before him, Johann began to circle him. "You and your mercenaries have been of great use to me. And I wish to send you and your Bloodhounds into the world in search of an item of great value—"

"Let me guess, the King of Dragons?"

Scolding the young mercenary for interrupting him, Johann continued. "No, my Dragon Trappers are handling that. I wish for you to track down Sultana Jasmine. According to my informant within her entourage, she's now in the European lands of Germany. On her person is an item that I desire, it's one of the reasons why we sacked Agrabah in the first place. The item in question? A magic lamp."

"The magic lamp from the Cave of Wonders?"

"Indeed," smirking, Johan crossed his arms behind his back. "With that lamp in my possession, I will become the richest man on earth. With such wealth, I will forge an empire the likes of which the world has never seen before. And once our Dragon Hunter finds the King of Dragons in the Hindu Kush, all dragons will be mine to command." Fjalarr sneered as the man he had the misfortune of working for disclosed his simple-minded ambitions of greed and creating a world order in his image. "Once that lamp is in my possession, I will be unstoppable!"

Snorting softly, Fjalarr spoke up. "Yes yes, just tell me when you want me and my men to leave,"

"You will leave at the earliest opportunity," Johann replied with a smirk. "Bring me this lamp, and you will hold great influence in my new world order." With a nod, Fjalarr took his leave, but not before sharing a heated glare with Saluk, the two men despised each other and were often at each other's throats, however, Fjalarr kept his hand from spilling blood.

Saluk then spoke up once his rival was out of sight. "I do not trust that one," he then looked to Johann. "I advise you don't as well."

"He has earned my trust, Saluk. When I found him and his band of mercenaries in Morocco, he helped me sway the minds of some of the most fearsome armies and dragon poachers and sportsmen from this corner of the world."

Sneering, the former member of the Forty Thieves continued to voice his concern. "As a master thief, I know when someone is working an angle. And that one is bidding his time. I know it," he then brandished his golden claws. "When his schemes are dragged into the light, I'll finally have the pleasure of gutting him."

"If Fjalarr is guilty of going behind my back and trying to thwart my efforts, you will soon have that satisfaction, my friend," Johann once again looked out to the horizon and savored the sunlight warming his face. "My Muslim Coalition has grown exponentially over the years, and soon enough, I will be seated on a throne of power so grand that every man will covet. After being looked down upon as nothing more than a buffoonish fop, I will soon show those fools that I am not to be underestimated." Looking over his shoulder, Johann gave Saluk a dismissive wave. "You may leave me be, Saluk." The hulking man merely grunted before leaving his benefactor to himself.

Johann would soon order his Muslim Coalition to set sail to Europe. He had learned that Hiccup Haddock and his Scandinavians and their dragons had been rewarded with a vast amount of land within the Kingdom of Corona. If he and his forces could attack the unsuspected Vikings while they were still settling into their new home, the better, because the sooner Hiccup Haddock was removed from the chest board, Johann could move on to taking down much bigger fish— Drago Bludvist and his Northern Alliance, Apollyon and her Blackstone Legion, The Roman Catholic Church and their Christian armies, Emperor Caius Manilius Valens of the Eastern Roman Empire, and Empress Ayu of the Samurai Dawn Empire. There were so many threats to crush and every day these factions only grew stronger, but at the moment, Johann targeted Hiccup and his people first, merely to not only exact revenge but also take every last one of his dragons.

"One threat at a time," he murmured to himself. "One threat at a time." Johann smiled deviously to himself, knowing that if his faction continued to grow, he would destroy all the factions that threatened him and his ambitions. As always, he would bide his time, and when the time was right, he would strike like a serpent.

(Germany)

A large fleet of Viking warships made a beach landing not far from the German coast, however, these Vikings weren't part of Hiccup's coalition of Scandinavians. These Vikings were the Warborn Clan of Valkenheim, and ever since their home had been ravaged by famine as well as Apollyon and her Blackstone Legion, they had been in search of a new home but were unsuccessful. That was until they heard stories of Hiccup Haddock III— Dragon Master of Norway and King of Vikings, who had defeated the Zealot Order, sacked Paris, and was now establishing a new home for Vikings within the boundaries of the German kingdom of Corona.

Jarl Stigandr, leader of the Warborn Clan jumped out of his longboat and inhaled the air, savoring the crisp and sweetness of it. He turned back to his inner circle as they too disembarked from the lead longboat-- The Raider, Helvar, and Runa. As Warborn warriors began offloading supplies from their fleet, Stigandr turned to his three most trusted warriors. "So, any of you having second thoughts about my plan to offer our swords to Hiccup Haddock III?"

"You are the jarl, Stigandr, who are we to argue with you?" The Raider huffed.

Chuckling at the tall, mountain of muscle that was Raider, the Warborn leader then turned to his Berserker and Valkyrie. "And you two?"

"No complaints from me," Helvar grunted as he used one of his axes to scratch an itch under his chin.

"I just hope that Hiccup Haddock's reputation isn't an exaggeration," Runa sighed.

Stigandr acknowledged his Valkyrie's concerns with a grunt of agreement. "Well, we won't find out standing here, won't we, Runa?" The Warborn leader then boomed out to his warriors on the beach. "Make camp! In the morning we'll send scouts to find Hiccup Haddock and his people and discuss the potential of an alliance between our people and his. And when the time comes, we'll avenge our fallen and see that devil Apollyon and her Blackstone Legion pay for their grievances in blood."

(The Danube River)

The Huntress was anchored along the Danube River, the Dragon Hunters on board had established a camp along the river and were awaiting the return of their leader, who had been scouting the location of the Viking's new home within the Kingdom of Corona. While Zlobina was away, Govan the Gruesome, Zlobina's lover was in command for the time being, along with Linette, Zlobina's apprentice.

As the Dragon Hunters were all up and about, Linette was training. The young woman was eighteen winters old and a sixth-generation Dragon Hunter. Her parents were part of Viggo Grimborn's tribe and had participated in the siege on Berserker Island to take the King of Dragons that resided beneath the island, but thanks to Hiccup Haddock and his Dragon Riders, her parents had been killed during that battle. She was all alone in the world, all she had were the skills her parents taught her, her intellect, and her hatred towards Hiccup Haddock for taking her parents away from her.

After she had finished her training for the day, the young hunter took a well-earned bath and was then approached by Govan and his Timberjack along with two Flame Thrower dragons. "So, I take it your training helped you vent out your frustrations?"

"More or less," Linette replied while she was putting on her leather armor. While strapping on her forearm gauntlets, she looked over her shoulder. "Has Zlobina returned?"

"She just got back, actually, I came here to let you know."

"Uh-huh, and what did she learn?"

"Hiccup and his people have been offered a vast amount of land by Queen Arianna of the Kingdom of Corona. With the Vikings and their allies settled, nabbing Hiccup Haddock will be tricky, especially if we don't know where he's at amid all those tribes, clans, and kingdoms, Viking or otherwise."

Linette snorted softly. "Don't worry, I have an inkling that Zlobina will send me to spy and learn where the King of Vikings is located," once she had finished dressing and tying her brown hair in a messy bun, she walked back to the camp with Govan and his dragons by her side. "If I can find Hiccup personally, then I'll find someone who knows where he is."

"Like who?"

"Viggo Grimborn," Linette spat his name out as though it were a jest. "That traitor has grown close to the King of Vikings. I'll use him to bring Hiccup to us. And if that doesn't work, I'll motivate Grimborn by taking his daughter as well."

Govan hummed in understanding. "I'm sure Zlobina will approve. Just... make sure you don't kill any of them. If you do, you'll bring hell down on top of us,"

Smirking at Govan's plea for restraint, Linette gave him a sweet smile. "I can show restraint. But I won't hesitate to spill blood if my life is threatened,"

"Fair enough,"

Once both hunters returned to the camp, they found Zlobina talking with a handful of men before dismissing them. "Good. I was just about to have someone get you both. I found Hiccup and his wife humping like rabbits in a field of grapes as though there's no danger at all," chuckling darkly, the female hunter poured herself a cup of wine before continuing. "I want our enemy to be ignorant of the fact that they're being hunted and that danger is closer than they think. And when they least expect it, they'll all burn."

"So, when do you want me to leave and report where Hiccup Haddock is?"

Turning to her young apprentice, Zlobina smirked. "You'll leave now, Linette. Take only what you need and don't allow the enemy to suspect you. As far as they're concerned, you're either a Viking from one of the many factions in Haddock's coalition, or you're either a trader."

"Understood," Linette then summoned one of the nearby hunters. "Bring me my dragon

"Aye, ma'am,"

Turning back to Zlobina, Linette was provided with a map with coordinates leading to the Viking's new home and enough provisions to see her mission completed. Soon enough, Linette heard the familiar squawks and growls of her dragon— Gust. This dragon was a hybrid between a Deadly Nadder and a Stormcutter. Like Govan, at some point in her life, she had found this abnormal dragon in need of saving, and instead of killing it and making a sizable amount of coin, she saved the dragon's life and bonded with it. Now, Gust was hers, and he would obey her every whim. Linette even summoned her own Terrible Terror so that she could update Zlobina on her progress via Terror Mail. Once the young hunter was ready to depart, she mounted Gust and took to the sky.

"While Linette is gone, what do we do for the time being?"

Turning to her lover, Zlobina smiled. "We ready the men and our dragon hybrids for a fight of our choosing, Govan," she approached her albino Titan Wing Deathgripper and offered the alpha of her pack a barrel of fish, which the dragon happily accepted. "Once Linette has found out exactly where Haddock is hiding, then we'll make our move and strike."

"According to Terror Mail messages we've received from our allies stationed at the Citadel, Drago and his army have taken a vast portion of land in Scotland. Sooner or later, the madman will commit all of his forces to come here."

"Which is why we need to get to Haddock first," Zlobina said firmly. "That mindless brute, Drago may have his reasons to exact revenge against Haddock, but I lost my father to that... dragon-loving scum!" She seethed through gritted teeth. "Linette won't fail me. Once we have Haddock in our possession, every Dragon Hunter here will savor making Stoick's boy suffer for ruining our trade, and businesses, and taking away our loved ones." Drawing a dagger, Zlobina concluded with a malicious tone. "Death to the king." She then hurled her dagger at the nearest training dummy, which struck right in the dummy's face.

(Kingdom of Corona— Viking settlement)

Hiccup knew that he needed to talk with his mother and tell her whether or not he shared her feelings or not. Valka had tried to talk to him so they could talk about this, but urgent matters interrupted them whenever they were about to talk.

But now they had a moment for themselves.

The two of them had just got back training in different ways. Hiccup had finally added a pair of glider wings to Valka's riding armor and it was amazing to fly alongside his mother while both Toothless and Cloudjumper were at the ready. After doing some glider training, Valka was beginning to teach Hiccup how to use her staff which would come in handy if he needed to calm down wildly aggressive dragons. Of course, Hiccup had learned to use such methods with Inferno, but he wouldn't deny his mother the opportunity to train him in other areas of dragon knowledge and learning how to train dragons that are considered untrainable.

Upon returning to the outskirts of the new settlement being built, Hiccup and Valka walked side by side while their dragons were right behind them. "I appreciate you teaching me how to use your staff and sharing your dragon training secrets with me, Mom," Hiccup smiled before chuckling softly. "It'll definitely come in handy, especially if we find new species of dragons."

"Of course, my dear," Valka smiled before taking one of Hiccup's hands. "I told you that we would unlock every dragon mystery together."

"But not as mother and son,"

Both Haddocks stopped and Hiccup could see a hopeful look in her eyes. This was a conversation that was long overdue. "I'm sorry if it seems as though I've been avoiding you on this subject, Mom, but I'm ready to tell you how I feel." Valka gave Hiccup her full attention and could feel her heart hammering in her chest. At long last, this was the moment of truth, and no matter what would happen, Valka would continue to support Hiccup.

"Mom, I—"

"Excuse me, King Hiccup?"

"Oh, for Thor's sake!" Valka groaned in frustration.

Quickly pulling away from his mother to lay eyes on one of his most trusted Kingsguard, the King of Vikings greeted him with a nod. "Yes, Jomar, what is it?"

"Queen Arianna of Corona is here along with her guard. She wishes to speak with you."

"Of course. Thank you, Jomar," the Kingsguard nodded and took his leave. Hiccup looked back at Valka and sighed. "To be continued." He then kissed Valka on the cheek and bid her farewell for now before flying away with Toothless.

Valka placed a hand where her son had kissed her and she sighed in frustration. She just wished Hiccup would just tell her how he felt towards her, every time he was about to tell her, urgent matters would always appear, and it was starting to get under her skin.

"Always something," she murmured while approaching Cloudjumper. Sensing his rider's frustration, the Stormcutter made a worried growl. "Oh, I'm fine, Cloudjumper. I appreciate your concern. I just... have much on my mind." Reassuring her dragon with affectionate scratches under the chin, Valka knew that if Hiccup didn't tell her how he felt, she would take matters into her own hands and express her feelings to him whether he shared them or not.

Once reaching the settlement which was still being constructed by every available Viking or Scandinavian, Hiccup was approached by Astrid who had been speaking with Corona's queen for the time being. Approaching her husband, the Queen of Vikings smiled and kissed him before gesturing to Arianna. "I showed her our progress so far, and she's impressed at how far along the settlement is coming. But she's been very eager to have a word with you,"

"Is that so?"

"Mhmm," Astrid smirked. "Maybe she seeks to reward you in one way shape or form for returning Rapunzel to her."

"Astrid!"

Laughing at the blush forming along her husband's cheeks, Astrid shrugged. "What? I wouldn't blame you if you received such a reward. She's a very beautiful woman, and if you were to bring her into your harem, I think she would be happy to have another child." Before Astrid left, she gave her husband a cheeky slap on his backside, causing him to inhale sharply and blush a deeper shade of red. "I'll leave you to it." Astrid laughed before running off to help with some of the construction.

Hiccup cleared his throat as he approached the gracious queen who allowed him and his people to settle within her kingdom. "Queen Arianna," he bowed his head in greetings. "To what do I owe this pleasure?"

"King Hiccup," she too bowed her head in greetings before revealing the reason for her presence. "I've come to once again offer you my thanks for returning Rapunzel home. And to ask how I can further reward your kindness."

"I accept your thanks, however, no further reward is necessary, Queen Arianna. The face that you've provided my people with land to settle and start over is ample reward," Hiccup chewed lightly on his bottom lip before addressing an issue. "However, your man, Joshua, and those who helped us settle here didn't look too pleased to allow... "heathens," to live among them. As I said before, my people and I aren't here to cause trouble or spill the blood of your people. We've been trying to get here for well over a year now and we wish to settle for a little while before expanding our horizons." Giving the beautiful queen a smile, Hiccup stated firmly. "I need your people to accept me and my people."

Giving an understanding hum, Arianna then asked. "What do you want from Corona?"

"I wish to build a great northern empire that stretches across the top of Europe,"

Understanding where this was going, Arianna stated facts. "You would need Corona's wealth to aid you in that endeavor,"

"Yes," Hiccup wouldn't insult the queen by lying or beating around the bush. He then shrugged. "Of course, my last two campaigns in both England and Paris have netted me a great deal of wealth, which I will contribute to expanding my new settlement here. Yet if you were to contribute to our well being and brought your nobles with you, then you can show them that the arrangement that you and I have made will benefit us both."

Humming softly, Arianna took in the sight of the Scandiavian people all up and about; men tirelessly constructing structures, women helping in any way that they can, children playing, and the dragons that were either aiding in construction, resting, or looking over their hatchlings. Yes, while most rulers would be weary to have such a massive force of man and dragons within the backyard of their kingdom, Arianna trusted that Hiccup would live up to his promise and keep his people in check.

"Very well, King Hiccup. I do this not only to extend further gratitude for returning my daughter, but also because I see that your people respect you greatly, and if you say they will follow your commands and keep the peace, then I will trust you to be a man of your word," Arianna had her guards summon her carriage. Once she stepped inside, Corona's queen gave the young king a firm nod. "Give me time to convene with my nobles and I will contribute to the growth of your settlement."

"Thank you, Queen Arianna," Hiccup bowed his head in thanks.

Smiling and returning the king's bow, Arianna had her carriage driver return to Corona Castle while her guards marched on both sides of their queen's transport. The two rulers of each respective peoples shared a farewell wave, and Hiccup couldn't help but feel very attracted to Arianna, not just for her beauty, but also for her compassion towards his people and the dragons, her strong leadership, and how she was willing to give him and his people a chance. Such a quality was rare these days; when people see Vikings, they expect them to go on a murderous rampage and be nothing more than bloodthirsty savages, and while that may be true depending on the circumstances, Hiccup was a ruler who sought peace, not war.

"You'll convince them that your people aren't monsters,"

Turning around, Hiccup laid eyes on Princess Raya. The princess of Heart was wearing her yellow shirt, brown vest, brown belt, olive green jeans with light green stripes, and dark brown boots. She had her arms crossed behind her back as she approached the king before playfully nudging him. "Are you having doubts that the Christians here will see and your people other than just savages?'

Sighing, Hiccup shrugged. "I guess we'll find out, won't we?"

Raya smiled in response and the king shared her smile. The two acquaintances now friends had grown close as they learned about each other. Not only did they get close by training together, learning various dragon species from their respective corners of the world, and learning more about each other. And although Raya was with Namaari, she had grown an attraction for the Viking king. Truth be told, she confessed to Namaari that she harbored an attraction to Hiccup, which took Fang's princess by surprise, and knowing that her girl was determined, Namaari encouraged Raya to not only confess her attraction to Hiccup, but see if he would have her as one of his Fair Queens.

"Something I can help you with, Raya?"

Realizing that she was ogling over Hiccup, the princess of Heart blushed before clearing her throat. "Yes. I... I actually came by to tell you that I like you, a lot. And... I want to be one of your Fair Queens," Hiccup's eyes widened in surprise, however, he wasn't against the prospect. Seeing her shuffle awkwardly, Hiccup gave her a reassuring look and urged her to continue. "I may be with Namaari, but being one of your Fair Queens will be a political advantage for both your future empire and Kumandra. Besides, Heart has trade partners that travel along the Silk Road throughout Asia and even throughout Europe. These trade partners can provide you and your people with exotic goods, information of potential threatens moving against you, and if you're in need of summoning allies to help you, my father, Chief Benja will send help in one way shape or form."

Quickly looking around to make sure no one was looking for him, Hiccup suddenly took Raya by the wrist and dragged her to the nearest constructed building, which was a dragon stable. As they climbed up the stairs and Hiccup started up them in front of Raya. She got a great view of his backside as he walked up ahead of her.

For a man, Hiccup Haddock had a very nice backside, Raya mused.

Once they made it to the top of the stairs and Hiccup quickly led them to an empty stable pen. As soon as they closed the door behind them, they began to attack each other's faces with deep, passionate kisses. Hiccup pushed her up against a wall as his tongue continued to battle with Raya's. He had his hands on her hips and hers were wrapped around his neck. He broke the kiss and looked into her lust filled eyes.

"We don't have much time. I promised Gobber that I would help him creating reinforced bars for our front gate." Raya just smirked at this.

"Well then we better hurry up then." And with that she crashed her lips back to his.

While their tongues battled each other, Hiccup ran his hands up her sides and began to run his thumbs over her nipples through her yellow top making her gasp into his mouth. He slipped his fingers into the top of her top and in one motion yanked it down, making her breasts spring forth and flop around. He removed his mouth from hers and attached it to one of her erect nipples. Moaning out in pleasure at the feeling of his mouth wrapped around her nipple, Raya trailed her hands down his armored chest before one of her hands began to grope his crotch. She began to make quick work of unbuckling his belt and pushing his pants and undergarments down to his mid thighs, freeing his rapidly erect cock in the process.

Hiccup could feel her eagerness as he grinned his cock against her damp crotch. As he too lowered her pants and undergarments down to her knees, he moaned as he felt her wrap her hand around his cock and start slowly pumping his length. At the same time, Hiccup licked his hand and began to palm her sex, causing Raya to mewl in pleasure. Before the sounds she made could attract any unwanted attention, Hiccup moved in for a deep, passionate kiss, one that Raya was eager to return. Without any delay, the king slid himself inside of his next lover and allowed her to grow accustomed to his size.

"So, how does it feel having a real cock inside of you for the first time?"

Raya's head felt dizzy at the king's question as he then began to kiss along her jaw, down to her neck before latching his mouth along her jugular, causing her to hold back a loud moan. "A-Amazing," she hissed in delight. She then gave him an encouraging pat on his armored shoulder. "Y-You can move now." Setting a slow, gentle pace, Hiccup savored the feeling of Raya's sex gripping him. The heat was intense, not only that but also the thrill of humping out in the open where anyone could find them.

Raya was in a state of bliss, Hiccup's cock was stretching her walls in such a pleasurable way that she feared she would lose her mind. She had to cover her mouth to prevent herself from being heard from ongoers. Hiccup decided he wanted to drill her even deeper, so he grabbed under her knees and pushed her legs up against the wall behind her making her do the splits on his cock. This new position made her so much tighter and allowed him to hump her so much deeper.

"Ahhhh! So deep!" Raya let out in a husky moan. They were lucky the construction, exclamations, and activity was so loud outside, or someone would hear them humping. "Yes! Take me harder Hiccup!"

Hiccup, an obliging lover, was more than happy to comply with his lover's demands. He felt himself getting tired but he wasn't going to let up until they both reach their release. "Ohh... You're tight... and, o-ohh, so warm." He moaned out as he continued to pound her into the wall without letting up at all.

They could hear the Vikings continuing the day's work downstairs, but at this point they didn't really care. They were too absorbed by each other to bother with anything else at the moment.

Hiccup continued thrusting up into Raya as her exposed breasts bounced in rhythm with his powerful thrusts. In a quick move, he brought them over to a desk left behind from the construction designers and Hiccup practically threw her onto it as he continued to hump Raya senseless.

Raya was in a state of mind numbing bliss as she let this kind, strong, and handsome man take control and hump her as he pleased. She laid back flat on the desk with her arms stretched over her head and let out a cry of pleasure as she saw his eyes fixed on her body. "That's it! Take me harder!"

Satisfying her demand, he grabbed one of her legs and pushed it up and placed her ankle on his shoulder. The new angle allowed him to penetrate her even deeper.

"Oh, spirits, Hiccup! Sooo good!"

"Yeah? Are you close?"

"Mhmmm!"

"Then lay back, and take it!"

Hiccup could feel her walls clench down around him as she came. A few wet strokes later and Hiccup was shooting his load deep into Raya's womb, as he collapsed and rested on her bliss in bliss.

"Oi! Hiccup, when you're done humping your latest lover, I could use a hand!"

Quickly pulling out of Raya to look downstairs, the king saw Gobber giving him an annoyed scowl. "Gobber! Hey... heh, h-how long have you been standing there?"

"Long enough. Now come one. We're losing precious daylight!"

"Alright alright," Hiccup lifted his undergarments and pants back over his waists before giving Raya a sheepish smile. "So, uh... was that good?"

Rolling her eyes, Raya smiled. "Yeah, it was good, Haddock," she then gestured downstairs with her eyes. "You heard the old blacksmith. Get moving."

Shaking his head while chuckling fondly, Hiccup finished getting dressed before joining Gobber as he was walking out of the dragon stables.

"I swear lad, I find it hard to believe that you, the... as you once put it back on Old Berk, "talking fishbone," has a harem and now quite the charmer with the ladies," shaking his head in disbelief, Gobber nudged his old blacksmith apprentice. "You know you deserve Astrid, right? The fact that she allows this—"

"Blows my mind too, trust me Gobber, nobody knows that better than me. I know I don't deserve a woman as amazing as Astrid, but it was her suggestion that I create a harem, not mine, or have you forgotten that?"

"I haven't. But still, under different circumstances, if she had caught you with any of your lovers, she would castrate you herself,"

"Oh, I know, and I tend not to think about that. I value my cock a great deal,"

"Heh, clearly,"

Glaring at Gobber who smirked at him in response, Hiccup then changed the subject. "Anyway, lets get some work done, yeah?"

"Aye. Lets."

A/N: Quickie between Hiccup and Raya, I know, but they'll have a proper chapter together in time. Until then, I hope you all enjoyed the chapter and I'll catch you all in the next one!