[He tears into his own pastry with dragon teeth, wincing a little as he hears that. That sounds worse than eel pox. Hiccup curls his arm around Jack's waist, finding his free hand and slipping his fingers through his, nuzzling white hair.]
I'd like to wake up to it again if he'll permit it.
[He's choosing his words carefully, not wanting to upset the light hearted mood and get his husband moody again. Hiccup snuffles his way down a neck, kissing the crook there as he tilts his head to look at Jack with warm eyes.]
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I'd like to wake up to it again if he'll permit it.
[He's choosing his words carefully, not wanting to upset the light hearted mood and get his husband moody again. Hiccup snuffles his way down a neck, kissing the crook there as he tilts his head to look at Jack with warm eyes.]