icy: never mind too much emotion. (how did that even.)
Jack Frost ❄ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴡɪɴᴛᴇʀ ([personal profile] icy) wrote in [community profile] pookabox 2014-10-02 11:06 pm (UTC)

[ At first Jack is a tense bundle of uncertainty, hissing and biting his lip to try and stay quiet as he obediently remains curled around Hiccup, carried into the bedroom. With his heartbeat tripping, blushing bright pink like never before, he lets Hiccup take care of him and holds in any would-be clever retorts, blue eyes wide and staring all throughout the silence; even the way Jack pants and swallows sounds terribly loud to his own ears.

Shoulders hunched where he reclines back on the bed, he drapes the towel over his crotch as Hiccup dips the bed to lie down at his side and can't stop the intensity in the kiss that plasters itself against a cheek, nose squashed against bristly stubble as his warm mouth slips lower, all the way down to pluck wetly at succulent lips. He's exhausted, but never enough to not want kisses, coaxing him to lie down with them.

Sniffing, he forces a shy chuckle. Pale fingers trace a happy trail, circling Hiccup's navel above the other towel. ]


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