[His nose smells the scent of sex and Jack and the nest and it sends a chill of nostalgia through him, remembering a time when the smell wouldn't go away, would be stuck to him until he bathed and they had sex again and again. He remembered days spent just laying here worshiping his husband in a lazy way, lipping his neck and drawing fingers up along his flesh, testing where he could leave lilac presses.
The nails make him hiss as he ruts mindlessly, his pace slowing when he hears that from his husband. For a moment Hiccup's face is nothing but shock and awe that Jack would want that, the emotions melting into a soft smile as he nuzzles his mate gratefully, pressing his forehead against a cool one.]
I can wait. It doesn't have to be right now, Jack.
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The nails make him hiss as he ruts mindlessly, his pace slowing when he hears that from his husband. For a moment Hiccup's face is nothing but shock and awe that Jack would want that, the emotions melting into a soft smile as he nuzzles his mate gratefully, pressing his forehead against a cool one.]
I can wait. It doesn't have to be right now, Jack.