just hold on we're going home (for icy)

[dragonconqueror]

[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?

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[dragonconqueror]

[He brings a hand up to brush at the tears spilling down cheeks, murmuring a shushing noise against lilac lips, swallowing each of those high pitched noises as he lips at Jack's mouth with lazy, soft kisses. He wants to peck each of those lilac blushes, revering his husband, but he's interrupted in the beginning of his quest by the sudden spill of cold come between them.

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.]

[icy]

[ The praise touches him as deeply as their love-making, clinging to him as he continues to ride Hiccup's sizeable girth. Hushed, a nuzzle finds its way to the underside of a neck where he fastens a sucking, biting kiss to claim Hiccup in return, and Jack rakes his nails firmly enough down down a spine to leave angry red scratches for later. He smells of nothing but Hiccup, Hiccup and the nest, come and sex and sweat like he never had a life before tonight began. ]

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. ]

[dragonconqueror]

[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.

[icy]

[ His laughter is shaken by Hiccup's thrusts, even slowed, and he nuzzles back lovingly, giving him more nails clawing tracks down his shoulders to help Hiccup speed back up. ]

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 ...

[dragonconqueror]

Someday.

[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.]