Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III (
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just hold on we're going home (for
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[He hadn't seen his husband in a few days, something that makes him worry if he screwed up again. It was ridiculous of course, Jack would need to leave to spread winter at times, and he'd never missed him this much as a kid, but spend a thousand years in a magical coma and you would have the same fears that Hiccup does. So when he wakes one morning to see a note on his dresser in the workshop saying 'come home' in a familiar scrawl, Hiccup has to blink sleep from his eyes before he stares at it in puzzlement.
What was even home anymore? Was it the workshop, busy as it was with elves and yetis and North's hospitality? Hiccup had yet to decipher what home meant now.
He had an inkling though.
When he and Toothless reach the dark interiors of the old sanctuary, it's quiet, no longer teeming with the noise of dragons or young playing around. There's a dripping noise somewhere in the distance, Hiccup placing his hand on Toothless' neck before telling his best friend to go find something to do as he starts walking towards the entrance to the old den.
Their den.
Their home.]
Jack?
What was even home anymore? Was it the workshop, busy as it was with elves and yetis and North's hospitality? Hiccup had yet to decipher what home meant now.
He had an inkling though.
When he and Toothless reach the dark interiors of the old sanctuary, it's quiet, no longer teeming with the noise of dragons or young playing around. There's a dripping noise somewhere in the distance, Hiccup placing his hand on Toothless' neck before telling his best friend to go find something to do as he starts walking towards the entrance to the old den.
Their den.
Their home.]
Jack?
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Hiccup's hands carefully pry spidery legs up, cupping under knees gently as he looks down at his husband with a loving, hungry gaze. Something primal in him was woken when he came into the den, Bunny's lessons on controlling his instincts just barely keeping him together.
Yet all he wants to do is fuck Jack into oblivion.
He starts an easy pace, leaning down to dot kisses along his husband's neck as he begins fucking him.]
How does this feel?
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Good, it's really good ...
[ He runs his fingers through Hiccup's hair, heart falling to pieces as he gazes up at him, shifting with their rocking. ]
Think we'll be doing this in another thousand years?
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[Another thousand years. And this time he was planning on staying awake for it all, and for the next thousand years or however long after that. Hiccup was determined that he wasn't going to leave Jack again, no matter how unintentional the first time had been on his part. His eyes soften as he gazes down, marveling at how easy it is to bend his husband over like this, feeling his cock sink into a wonderful wetness that lets him pull back easily. Scales running along his dick rub at the inner walls of his mate's ass, leaning down to claim his mouth in a hungry kiss as he grinds forward until his balls hit the cleft of an ass.
He breaks the kiss only to breath, nose brushing against Jack's as his tongue flicks out to lick his lips, pressing their foreheads together.]
At least I hope so. Eternity remember? It's in our wedding song.
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Jack cups a much-loved face and thumbs the scales along either side of a jaw, foreheads close and lips brushing as they lie together, finally as connected as they should always be. ]
You're the only one who makes my old heart beat, Hiccup. [ Noses rub alongside each other, his panting heaving a chest against the broader span of his husband's. ] I'd do anything for you, because I love you.
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[Jack's ass sucks him in like a gravitational pull, making it harder and harder for him to restrain himself as one of his hands slides down a thigh that wraps around him. Slowly, he draws his hands away, placing them to rest down above Jack's head and leaning close as he continued to fuck his mate. He returns the nuzzling, feeling cold air ghost along his cheek as he slides his lips down to a succulent neck.]
I'd move the world for you. Conquer it if you asked.
[Hiccup has already moved his life around his husband's, like a sun circling a planet. Moving the world shouldn't be a problem when it comes to him.]
I love you so much.
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I know, I know you would, I love you for that. I'd do the same, Hic, I'd freeze everything for you, the whole world.
[ He would become the Bad Guy for Hiccup if he needed to, it wouldn't matter. Jack grasps at shaggy auburn locks as they move as one, pulling him in with a heel digging under the seam of an cheek. It's a blistering kind of heat that fogs his higher-plane of thinking, reducing the winter spirit to simply yearning for his mate, Jack's voice cracking when sharpened teeth find his throat. ]
Yours, I'm yours ...
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[The comment sends a chill down Hiccup's spine - a wonderful chill, but a chill nonetheless. His teeth nip and suck at the throat underneath his mouth, intent on leaving marks there like the ones on his inner thigh. Growls rumble up from his chest, possessive in tone but loving nonetheless as his cock continues ramming into his husband, letting the heel sitting at his ass guide him back in every time.
With the furs cushioning his knees, it's easy to keep fucking his mate at this nice pace. Hot breath wisps over Jack's neck, one of his hands pulling away from its place near the other spirit's head and wrapping around his cock, thumb starting to roll over the head as his other fingers curl around the length. His lips graze along a jaw, then pecks at a cold mouth as he knots.]
Mnh...ah gods Jack...
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Hiccup, Hiccup, oh, Hic ... [ Jack's hips buckle into a hand, his hips caught between grinding back over a knot to try and lodge Hiccup as far as possible past his entrance and rocking up into a fist that makes his expression break into helpless pieces. ] Oh, God, God, Hic! Fill me up like that, yes, yes!
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Hiccup's pace slows to a rock, unable to do much else without tearing his husband to shreds. His dick remains trapped in there by a slick dampness, walls clamping down on him and his own knot, making him push against that spot that will leave his winter sprite little more than a quivering mess.]
Like this, Jack? Is this how you want it?
[His hand swivels around a cold cock, pumping as his free had finds Jack's chest and splays across it, leaning in and down to capture Jack's lips in a strong kiss, grazing along his cheek and letting hot breath ghost across his skin after.]
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[ It's been too long since he had this, mad for it and rubbing his forehead against a cheek as he trembles. ]
M-Make it fast. Please. [ His teeth find the tip of a pointed ear and bite down demandingly as he groans. ] Don't hold back, be rough with me.
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[Hiccup lets go of Jack's cock at the demand to not come, turning his head to press a kiss to a cheek as he feels his mate tremble in his arms. His hands take hold of hips, thumbs resting over a pelvis as he nuzzles against the side of Jack's head as his own hips snap forward, rolling to brush the thick head of his cock against Jack's prostate again and again.
The pace would almost be brutal if Hiccup didn't know when to pull back enough to lessen the impact, didn't know when to slow his thrusts down to a light grinding, pushing his dick as far as it would go. His balls slap against Jack's ass, and he rearranges Jack so that he can take him deeper, if possible. Draconic teeth bite at his bottom lip, drawing him in for a soul searing kiss.]
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It turns out that Hiccup doesn't need to touch Jack's erection to make him come; it happens near-seamlessly and his expression hardly changes except for a stuttered note of relief and surprise. He spills thick cold waves over his own stomach as Hiccup pounds him, gripping auburn hair to keep their lips pressed together, and the orgasm doesn't stop when Jack's come thins out, not with Hiccup rubbing over his pleasure center in a channel that becomes tight enough for him to really need that extra force. ]
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Hiccup presses a kiss to Jack's hair line at his temple, murmuring 'good boy' as his hips jerk effortlessly in a mindless rut. His cock slides along Jack's insides like it was made for him, wanton and wet and more than capable of keeping his knot in place, scales brushing sensitive areas.]
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O-One day, [ he gasps, his voice a ragged sigh of completion into an ear, ] I'm — I'm gonna f-figure out how to — ah! Ah.
[ Keening as scales stroke his walls without relent, Jack babbles quickly. ]
How to have your young. S-Somehow.
[ He isn't sure he wants to carry them himself, but he very much wants them to have a child purely of their own. They have forever to wait until mortal science catches up with magic to help them out; Jack can be patient. ]
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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.
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Obviously, but some day.
[ He drops back against the furs and drapes his arms around his head, offering him his neck with an arch that rubs his crown of mussed hair against the furs. His ass is numb with pleasure, Jack's smile never leaving him for one moment, each swallow and lick of lips sending his throat working. ]
You feel so good, you always do ...
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[Someday there'll be the pitter patter of little feet around the den, Hiccup imagines with a smile, obeying the nails on his back and speeding up his thrusts again. Childish giggles followed by Jack's own laughter, his husband stopping to smile blissfully at him, exhilarated like he gets from playing with other children.
He tucks the thought away for now, concentrating on the task at hand. The neck offered to him looks tantalizing, and he leans down at the invitation to nip and suck along its length, his thrusts never slowing. Hiccup rotates his hips, brushing against that one spot as much as he can with the thick head of his cock.]
You feel amazing, Jack. Swallowing me up. You were made for me. Made for this.
[His release is abrupt, a nip to his neck before he bites down the only warning Jack is going to get as he comes. Thick ropes burst from his cock, flooding around it as he rocks over his husband.]