[ Grunting when he's left open to spill most of the come onto awaiting fingers, he tightens his grip in Hiccup's hair and gazes at him like he can't believe this is real. Noses nuzzling, he hums. ]
I ... I could stand to hear it more often, I guess.
[ Looking him in the eye, he spreads his tired legs for him. ]
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I ... I could stand to hear it more often, I guess.
[ Looking him in the eye, he spreads his tired legs for him. ]