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[He tilts his head back into the nuzzling, humming under his breath as he lets a purr rumble in his throat as his ass is kneaded, rocking back against the wandering hands. His stomach curls at those words, sending something tumbling deep inside. Hiccup's sexual repertoire had opened up nicely since Jack walked into his apartment like he owned the place, just like his ass was as it was held open, noises being dragged from his throat.]

Mnh...maybe? What qualifies me as naughty?

[Maybe he can afford a little backtalk? He doesn't really know, but he pushes his hips back into Jack's hands, his own fingers running down the tiles of the bathroom. Hiccup's hair plastered to his face and the back of his neck under the water, giving him a bit of a shaggy dog look as he glanced at Jack over his shoulder.]