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tfln continuation for icy

Wait *what*?

[What did he get himself into.]

[ No answer. Chuckling at the text, he gets what he needs and turns up on Hiccup's door a few hours later. Jack wears black jeans and his scuffed blue sneakers, along with his favorite hoodie, and with a rucksack on his back he looks distinctly normal. Probably because he hasn't donned the gear in his bag yet. If he's allowed to stay, then he'll put it on, but a walk of dragonish shame isn't what he wants.

Freshly showered, shaved and washed, he bobs on his heels as he waits anxiously for his teacher to open the door after knocking, tongue rubbing the roof of his mouth.

Just stay cool ... ]

[It's not the first time since making the arrangements that he asks himself what the hell he's doing. Asking a student out on a date is one thing, but he knows Jack is a troublemaker. Although he keeps telling himself that the younger man is kinda hot. Chinese takeout was ordered and is sitting on the table when the door is knocked on.

Smoothing his hair back, he checks himself out in the vanity near the doorway just before he opens it, reaching up to rub the back of his neck as he greets Jack.]

Uh, hey.

Hi. [ His smile blooms immediately and he decides to throw caution to the winds, reaching up to slide a hand immediately around the back of Hiccup's neck; without missing a beat, Jack rises up and in to peck him on the lips, short and bold with a cheeky grin. ] Mmm, it smells good in here. You ordered already? Good, I'm starving.

[ Slipping around his host, he dumps his bag on a chair and starts ferreting through the take-out boxes without an ounce of shyness; none that he allows Hiccup to know about, anyway. He's on cloud nine, confident and unstoppable as a winter storm. ]

Awesome, I love lo mein.

[The peck takes him completely by surprise. It's not the first time he's been kissed, but the forwardness is...odd, to say the least. At least to him. Hiccup tries not to jerk his head back, turning as he watched Jack make himself at home. With a raised eyebrow and a shrug, he shuts the door, fixing his collar as he walked back into the room.]

Good. I wasn't sure what to order so I got a bit of everything.

[ He doesn't want to dither about the point; that he wants him, completely and utterly. Jack isn't one to fuss over their first kiss, their first touches and anything else, he just feels a fiery longing, a magnetism to be as close to Hiccup as he can and until told to stop, he can't.

He looks up from where he's sitting on the couch, munching through a carton with chopsticks. his expression, that of a lovestruck, crushing teenager, is strengthened in sincerity by the glee in bright blue eyes. ]

I like anything and everything, I never usually eat this stuff because it's expensive. Ramen from the store is the name of the game, y'know? But this is delicious, so ... Thank you. [ He nibbles on an egg roll. ] Uh, and thanks for the date. I thought you'd tell me off about the dragon on your lawn.

[He's seen that look on a few other teenagers...himself included, back when he was younger. Hiccup picks up another carton and pair of chopsticks, joining his student on the couch. Feeling a bit odd, he crosses one leg over the other, relaxing against the back of the sofa and trying not to look too nervous about anything.]

It's not like a teacher's salary is any better, but you're welcome.

[The comment about the dragon makes him laugh a little.]

Well, I do love my dragons.

[ Jack decides that if he's going to be up in Hiccup's face, he might as well do it properly. ]

I'm starting to feel pretty fondly about them myself.

[ He might be younger and slightly shorter than Hiccup, but fully grown as Jack is it's not difficult thing to give a crossed knee a push, clasp a shoulder for balance and swing his leg across a lap. He seats himself on Hiccup's thighs, straddling him as he continues to dig into his carton.

That's right, just stay there. No big deal. ]

We have legends about them back home in Nor...

[He's interrupted by Jack climbing onto his lap, his voice struggling in his throat as he finds his thighs occupied by a college student. Hiccup holds his carton and chopsticks out to the sides a little, but then raises an eyebrow and gets back to eating.]

[ Pleased he's being allowed to keep his seat, his eyes light up with interest. ]

In Norway, right? That's where you come from, your accent's really noticeable when you try and sound American. It's adorable. [ He picks up a bit of noodle and veg, offering it to a pair of lips. ] Try this, it's amazing.

So, what kind of legends are they? About dragons.

[Hiccup's figured out by now he can either be wired out by Jack's forwardness or roll with it, and he's choosing to do the latter honestly. He did it enough in class, what difference would it make? He does try to go back to the conversation though.]

I didn't think my accent was that... [Oh. Okay. Hiccup takes the offered food, chewing it and swallowing before answering that question.] Well, my village has been around for a long time so we have all sorts of legends. A common one is that the house pets we have now are descended from dragons our ancestors tamed.

Trust me, its noticeable.

[ It is to Jack, anyway, who spends most of his time in class gazing up dreamily as he imagines fucking Hiccup on the teacher's own desk. He munches his food, leaning lithely backwards to grab a drink off the table with his thighs clamped around Hiccup's side to pull him back up, no hands needed. Did he mention he was flexible? He sort of has now, after exposing a slice of pale abdomen and happy trail before his hoodie slips back down.

Village. He's so cute. ]

Do you believe it, country boy?

Huh.

[He reaches up to rub his chopsticks hand over his jaw and mouth, moving his lips like he's going to speak but he doesn't. He feels those thighs clamp around him, and it shows in a particular place, which makes Hiccup's face turn red. What on earth had he gotten himself into, really? His gaze slips down when he sees that exposed length of pale abdomen, before he quickly glances back at his food.]

Me? Ever since I was a kid. I used to dream about shooting down one of my own and taking my place in the village that way.

That sounds kind of harsh for someone who claims to love dragons.

[ He scoots closer so his knees are digging into the back of the cushioning, and Jack rests an arm around Hiccup's neck as he leans in. Kisses brush along a jawline, idle and slow. ]

Nothing exciting like that goes on in the town I'm from. No legends, no nothing. [ Pausing, he snorts. ] Not since I was eighteen and stirred things up by dying there, anyway. Obviously I came back, but y'know. Local news.

[ Mmm, his neck taste so good ... ]

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You can have whatever you want from me. Toys or not, I want to make you happy. I've ... spent so long dreaming about you, this is all kind of overwhelming. I don't want to make a mess of everything.

[ And that's probably the reason Jack ducks his chin to hide beneath Hiccup's neck on the pillow, shyer than before. Oh, jeez, I really just dragon!fucked him. Ooooh, boy. ]

[If Hiccup was anything less than the person he was, this would have had a completely different turn out. He raises his hand, shifting his fingers through sweaty white hair as he hums, closing his eyes and cradling Jack close.]

Well, it was pretty intense for my first time with a guy.

[He smiles a little sheepishly, feeling his chest flutter. He knew some of his students had had crushes on him, but he'd never thought anything of it. Knowing Jack's been dreaming about him is no surprise, given everything the younger man has said to him in the past few hours. Hiccup tilts his head, pressing a kiss to Jack's cheek.]

This is the first time in a long time that I've been happy, Jack. You should just...be you.

Okay. Tell me if I've annoyed you or done something wrong though, alright? Don't — Don't ignore me or whatever, like some people would.

[ 'Some people' obviously having done it before, by his forced casualness. He rolls around and buries his face against a warm shoulder, cuddling him with his neediness plastered up against Hiccup with as much skin as he can manage. ]

I'll be a good boyfriend, I promise ...

Would you like me to regale you with the amount of times you've annoyed me in class?

[His tone is obviously teasing even as he presses a kiss against Jack's hair, eyes fluttering closed. There's so much he wants to ask, he thinks to himself as he presses his forehead against the side of Jack's, resting other there as the hand draped around a waist finds a hip, settling against his lover.]

You know we're going to have to be careful, right, Jack? [He murmurs the words into hair, fingers grazing pale skin softly.] I know graduation isn't far off but...I don't want you to get into trouble.

I know. I don't want to cost you your job, I'll be extra mindful of when I come over.

[ Cuddling in, he shivers against the cold and seeps Hiccup's bodyheat off him. ]

It'll be alright. I don't, uh, hang out with other people much. There's no one to wonder where I'm going to or coming from, so it'll be no problem.

Well, I don't have a lot of visitors either. If anyone asks, I'll just say I'm tutoring you one on one.

[They'll believe that. Jack was a good kid and all, but his schoolwork was lacking. Hiccup threads his fingers through white hair, letting the younger man soak in his warmth as he closed his eyes.]

Tutoring me. Heh.

[ Tutoring him on the best way to slide a hand down and grab at Hiccup's ass, maybe? Give it a squeeze? Ahh, hands in Jack's hair. He purrs. ]

I think I like these lessons, sir.

Why not? They'll believe that.

[His response is cheeky, smiling as he hears that noise and scratching through hair a little more, gently stroking as he presses a kiss to Jack's forehead.]

They're definitely letting me, ah, get to know you better.

Rude, Hic. [ But Jack yawns instead of complaining further, his limbs growing heavy. ] Can I stay here? M'sleepy ...

Mmm. I'm not planning on going anywhere soon. I might need to take tomorrow off.

[Hiccup pawed around for his phone and pulled it to his face, looking at the time. It was too late to call in sick right now, he'd have to do that tomorrow.]

You definitely should. I'm gonna be here all day anyway, so ...

[ Hooking an ankle around Hiccup's remaining one, he scoots in to press a sleepy kiss to a throat. ]

You can say it's a pest infestation.

Well that wouldn't be far from the truth.

[He tilts his head back to let Jack have more access to his neck, humming softly as he pets his hand through the boy's hair. His hips ache when Jack hooks their ankles together, a soft noise leaving him.]

[ Chuckling along, yep, that's the idea, he starts to pluck at the bedsheets as Hiccup's noises eke out. ]

We should get into bed ...

[ This looks so comfy, ah. ]

Mnh. Just gimme a minute.

[As much as he likes cuddling on top of his bed, it's probably a good idea. Reluctantly, Hiccup pulls himself away from his lover, wincing a little as he goes to sit up before a hand reaches for the towel nestled under his butt.]

Ow...yeah, okay, definitely taking tomorrow off.

I would say I'm sorry, but I'd be lying. How about a shower first? We can take turns.

[ To afford them a little distance and privacy, since things are moving so fast. ]

Shower sounds good, actually. It still feels like there's so much jizz up my ass.

[More than good, Hiccup notices as he groans a little, reaching up to run his fingers through his hair before rubbing his aching neck. He's sweaty and disgusting, he's surprised Jack didn't pull away.]

Sheets could probably do with changing too, but I'll do that later.

[ Jack muffles his laughter against the pillows. ]

Most of it was fake, your ass is probably cleaner now because of that stuff. You're welcome. [ He runs a palm over Hiccup's closest thigh, smoothing around the sticky inside and up the flank, blue eyes lilting up at him dreamily. ] Go on, go wash. I'll raid your fridge while you do, you gave me an appetite.

[He pouts a little at the laughter before he visibly shivers at the hand smoothing along his skin, his own green eyes fluttering before he shakes his head and swats the hand away, scooting to the edge of the bed to get up with some delicacy.]

There's not much in my fridge unless you can make something out of leftovers. [Hiccup raises a hand to rub at the back of his neck, looking over his shoulder at his lover. He must look a real sight.] I don't really eat healthily since I'm usually doing paperwork.

Neither do I, we can get diabetes together. [ But, realistically, he waves a hand from the bed. ] I'll throw something together, it's fine. Go enjoy your shower.

[ Otherwise Jack might just pounce him again before Hiccup gets the chance to clean up. He does look a sight. ]

Try not to burn down the apartment or eat me out of house and home, will you?

[He's a little tempted to ask the younger man to join him but he absconds into the bathroom before he can think otherwise. A bit of water over his head should let him think about this whole relationship.]

[ While Hiccup takes his shower first, Jack wraps a bedsheet around his waist and trails his way into the kitchen. He finds a pack of ramen and heats it up in the microwave, eating it plain as he slouches by a window and watches the city go by outside. Digging around in his bag, he sits half-naked in his hip-slung toga on the sofa and orders food from online; fresh groceries, surprisingly not take-out. Crunchy loaf and butter, vegetables, some fruit, a couple of chocolate cakes and juice. A small pack of beers.

Enough to comfortably tie them over for the day, and if Jack was going to use any of that money for an art class it still feels well-spent. All paid for, he's opening the door to the delivery guy by the time Hiccup steps out of his shower.

Jack gives the courier a wink as he closes the door, the love-bites on his chest and neck more obvious than not. ]

Thanks!

[Hiccup takes surprisingly long in the shower for someone who has short hair - possibly the most difficult thing being getting everything out of his ass. Still, he does spend a fair bit of time thinking, while the water runs down over his face and washes the shampoo from his hair. The butterflies in his stomach are gone, washed away by the warm water dripping down his body, and he lets his shoulders slack, shaking his head.

By the time he steps out of his shower, his stomach is rumbling, and he wraps a towel low around his waist and walks into the kitchen with one rubbing his hair dry just in time to see Jack say goodbye to someone at the door. He pauses, letting the towel in his hands fall to his neck.]

Who was that?

I went shopping! Hope you like tomatoes on toast.

[ Carrying the bags indoors, Jack dumps them on the side and starts making them breakfast, entirely at ease in Hiccup's space (whether his kitchen or his ass). ]

Want some juice? You kind of lacked ... anything edible or in-date. You can keep it all, I just thought we could use something so we don't have to go out, if you're staying in. You ... are staying in, right?

Uh, yeah. I sent another teacher a text saying I was sick and needed my classes covered.

[He's a little baffled by how at home Jack has made himself in the last few hours, then again everything about Jack baffles him. Hiccup has the decency to smile sheepishly when he hears nothing in his cupboard was edible or in-date, walking further into the kitchen until he's behind Jack, wrapping his arms around his waist and giving a peck on his shoulder as he watches him make breakfast.]

And tomatoes on toast is fine.

[ There's little point being shy when he was fucking Hiccup with a dragon dildo recently; when he thinks about it like that, feeding him is the least of their worries. ]

You smell nice and I probably stink.

[ Tipping his head back, he nuzzles a cheek and pecks him there while keeping his lips shut, not wanting his bed-breath to pass over as Jack sorts out the toast and slices up thick tomatoes. ]

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