i like your messy hair, i like the clothes you wear

[icy]

[ A week passes with two spirits and one human as residents of the enormous Workshop, dining with North whenever he appears out of his office but generally doing their own thing in the meantime. Jack flies off now and again to spread snow and wintry cheer, tactfully letting Dave and Hiccup some time to get to know each other now that both of them are rubbing along better than could have been hoped. He hasn't seen much of either of them separately, so Hiccup wandering the Workshop corridors far below Jack (where he sits atop the Globe playing with a puzzlebox) in the new clothes the winter spirit procured for him from a high street store a couple of days ago, is definitely a head-turner.

Oh no, he's hot. Hotter.

Hiccup looks not entirely unlike the way he does in his flight-suit, only ... casual, cut and shaped into modern-day clothing in a way that has Jack staring (fitted brown leather jacket, bottle-green leather pants with laces up the sides so they can be adjusted to those skinny legs), puzzlebox dropped forgotten atop the North Pole as he sweeps down to land in front of him. He drapes his staff over a shoulder as he hops onto the carpet, a hand stuffing inside his hoodie pocket as he ducks his head with a greeting smile. ]

So where've you been all morning, lazybones? It's almost noon.

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[dragonconqueror]

[One of his hands comes up to press against Jack's back, caressing it gently as he laughs softly at the kisses to his hair, returning them by kissing Jack's cheeks. There's something in him that repairs itself as he spoons around his husband, cradling him lovingly close. Hiccup presses a kiss to the middle of Jack's forehead, brushing his lips down to the bridge of his nose.]

I'm never leaving. I promise.

[icy]

[ I can't live without you again, you have to mean it this time. Nuzzling against a neck, Jack hums contentedly and allows his body to sag against his mate's. All that remains is their breathing, the touch of skin, and devoted sentiment. ]

Mmm ... You're all warm.

[ Paying attention to the important things, at last. ]

[dragonconqueror]

[I meant it. You'll need a crowbar to get rid of me. He relaxes around his mate, resting his chin in a bed of white hair as his own soft chuckles snuffle out of him.]

I can cool it down if you want me to.

[icy]

Hmph. If I wanted it to be cold, it would be.

[ Flicking a nipple, he remains curled up against him with a smirk. Mutinously, he mutters, ] Thinks I can't make it cold on my own, cheeky jerk ... the sheer arrogance ... thinks he knows best ...

[dragonconqueror]

[Hiccup laughs as his nipple is flicked, draping an arm contentedly around his mate as he hears him mutter. They still have a long way to go until their relationship is fixed, but he's happy with this for now. Able to snuggle around Jack, relaxing in the cool, chilled dampness that surrounds both of them. He noses his way to the hairline at Jack's forehead, kissing the skin there.]

I know. I kinda miss the cold sometimes. [Nuzzling Jack's temples, he presses a kiss to the other spirit's nose as he responds to the mutinous muttering in jest.] I wouldn't say I'm arrogant, though. Caring, yes, but never arrogant.

[icy]

[ Muzzing his way against a neck to chase Hiccup's pulse over the same spot with kisses, he winds his arms around his husband's middle. The peck on his nose has him squirrelling up for more real, open-mouthed kisses that mumble midway. ]

The most arrogant and heinous torturer in the land ...

[dragonconqueror]

Why must you insult me so, princess? I thought we were in love.

[He murmurs the words against Jack's mouth jokingly, nuzzling his nose as he pressed kisses lovingly to his mouth. Hiccup raises his arm to run his fingers along the one wrapped around his waist, kissing his jaw.]

[icy]

[ Rubbing every inch of himself against Hiccup, he sweetly decides, ] You're not getting laid for the next decade.

[dragonconqueror]

What??? I was joking!

[Peppering your face with kisses. Please forgive him.]

[icy]

[ Snickering, he tugs him on top so as to bask a little better in all those smooches, tilting up his chin. The inside of a knee brushes Hiccup's hip, sprawled together as they are, and slides up and down by mere inches just for the sake of feeling his warm skin. ]

Five years, then ...

[dragonconqueror]

[He lets his husband tug him on top, keeping the smooches going as he does so, nuzzling his way under a jaw to nip and kiss at the neck sweetly there. Hiccup lets a small whine leave his throat, trying to make himself sound as pitiful as possible even as his hip is being brushed, tempting him into another round.]

Guess I'll just have to have sex with Dave in that case.

[icy]

No. [ A thread of ice snakes out with a crackle over Hiccup's hip. ] You're not allowed to be inside each other without me there.

[dragonconqueror]

Ohhh so it's totally fine if we have sex while you watch but not without you around, is that it?

[The skin underneath the ice crawling over his hip warms, keeping the flesh there nice and toasty under his husband's element.]

[icy]

Yeah. I don't even have to be awake, I just have to be there.

[ So, hmph. He presses his knee against Hiccup's warming hip to cool it down, determined. ]

[dragonconqueror]

We're big boys, Jack, I'm pretty sure we can take care of our erections without adult supervision.

[The hip flares warmer still, even as Hiccup teasingly runs his knee along the inside of his mate's thigh.]

[icy]

[ It's a song of ice and fire down below, the former sinking all over Hiccup's leg to contest the heat. ]

I don't care, he's my responsibility and he's still young, and I trust you but Dave is someone I brought into all of this a really short time ago. He gets scared without me.

[dragonconqueror]

[His hand comes up to brush the back of warm fingers over a cheek, smoothing them underneath and running his thumb under his bottom lip, smile curling on his own.]

I get it. Trust me, I do. I was younger than him when we started. [He smiles a little sheepishly.] And I don't blame you for worrying, I mean you called my dick a wrecking ball once. I wouldn't take him unless I knew he was ready.

[icy]

It's not that either.

[ Turning his cheek into the play of warm fingers, he lowers his eyes in chagrin. The frost over Hiccup's hip spreads all up his back in fern-like patterns. ]

You're both ... I'm with both of you and I don't want anyone having either of you, not without me. I don't care about the little stuff, fooling around, but ... you're mine. And so is he.

[ Pouting slightly, he presses his lips together into a hard line before exhaling; his frost creeps around a thigh and sinks into a scar of nails. ]

You belong to me, not each other.

[ Possessiveness shared out between two people in the same way, at equal levels of I Don't Need To Make Sense. ]

[dragonconqueror]

[The warmth of his body follows the creeping frost, twisting around with it like a ribbon of fire, twining like eternity. Hiccup brushes at some hair with his fingers, smile turning gentle as he tilted his head to kiss that pout.]

I know. That's why I'm okay with sharing you.

[He pulls back slightly, green eyes locking with blue, still as sincere as a thousand years ago.]

There won't be anyone else for me. Not now, not for a million years. I belong to you. I always have done.

[icy]

[ Pacified, he brushes his nose against Hiccup's and leans back down, apologetic but firm as he stumbles over his words. ]

Maybe I ... tried to find a way to forget you. I didn't do so well at that.

[ Because he was drawn to a shadow of all the things he first fell in love with, no matter that Hiccup never once crossed Jack's mind while he was courting Dave. ]

[dragonconqueror]

I'm kinda glad you didn't.

[He's being honest, his hands coming up to rub gently at Jack's back, encouragingly. It's a little depressing, thinking that he'd almost been forgotten about, but he remembers all the similarities between them that Dave and himself had noticed. Even if Jack denies it, some part of him was subconsciously looking for Hiccup. He brushes his lips against his husband's forehead, murmuring at his temple.]

Is that selfish of me?

[icy]

No, it's good. I obviously didn't want to lose you, either.

[ His hands slide up to the nape of Hiccup's neck where he's warmest, letting his fingers turn a blushing lilac as they heat up. ]

... But you're back now, and that's all that really matters.

[dragonconqueror]

Yeah, it is.

[Contentedly, he curls close to his husband, pressing a kiss to his forehead before resting his chin on Jack's mop of white hair, pulling him in and draping an arm around his waist. He can't help but think about what might've happened if he hadn't fallen asleep, his chest aching for lost years.]

And I'm not going anywhere. I promise.