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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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[ He glances up sharply upon hearing that, a surprised smile in place. In moments, Jack is looming over Hiccup on the bed, brushing auburn bangs back and kissing him lingeringly with a happy groan. Replacing his mouth on a dick with a hand, he strokes him and decides to spend his time investigating those delicious lips, excitement thrilling through his veins. ]

I would love to fuck you, Hiksti. [ Nibbling into the kiss, Jack lets his weight drop a little between Hiccup's legs to show him what it would be like, a hand cupping a thigh closer to his waist; a purr rumbles against a cheek. ] You'd better take tomorrow off or I'm not gonna be held accountable for fucking you over the desk in the middle of class.

I'm going to need it off to recover.

[He lets out a groan as a hand wraps around his dick, still responsive despite having come twice. Hiccup responds to the kiss, wrapping his arms around Jack's neck as one of his legs are raised, a surprised noise leaving him. His blood is swimming with excitement, heart pumping loudly in his ears as he finds himself heating up all over again.

The leg in the air hooks, his cock slightly hardened as he wriggles, feeling a little unsure about all this. Still, he runs his fingers through white hair softly, looking up at Jack with green eyes.]

I trust you.

Good. Now tell me where your lube is, we're not doing this without it.

[ In the meantime, Jack kisses his way down a throat and grinds in against a hip as he jerks Hiccup off between their bodies, the leg around his waist leaving him more urgent than ever before with the sheer hint of what is to come. Jack's dick is hot and hard, a brand rutting against Hiccup as he moans over a pulse and thumbs the slit at the tip of his lover's cock. He nibbles under the curve of a jaw possessively, marking him for later, pinning him to the bed. ]

I really wanna be inside you, Hic ...

S-second drawer.

[Hiccup is panting, his dick painfully hard despite having come twice just a few moments ago, a lewd moan leaving him when he feels Jack rutting against him like that. His body arches in a curve in response to the nibbles happening at his neck, a soft oh gods being murmured under his breath as he points over to the bedside table.]

[ A grunt buries against a temple as Jack gives Hiccup one last tight squeeze and grinds in slowly to commit the sensation to memory. He nods, reluctantly leaning up to yank open the second drawer of the bedside table, and grasping around he doesn't come back with what he imagined he would.

Blinking at the thick, tapered dildo in his fist, his eyes widen as surprise filters through his haze of lust. ]

Is this a themed dick?

[ Holy shit, it is. ]

[He's waiting, breath coming out of him in hot puffs of air, arm draping itself across his forehead as he watches Jack reach for the draw. The words send a feeling of dread through the pit of his stomach and he turns his head to see Jack holding and he lets out a small groan of embarrassment when he sees what it is, dragging his arm across his eyes as his cheeks flushed, his other hand flailing about to slap it back in the drawer and missing.]

Oh gods...l-look, the twins got me that as a gag gift when I left...

[It sounds like denial, and it definitely is in a way.]

[ Jack cackles and sits back on his heels between Hiccup's legs, holding the dildo out of reach as he inspects it. ]

You kinky son of a bitch, look at this thing ... What is this, an animal replica? [ !!! A light seems to go on in Jack's head, whipping his attention back to Hiccup with a sly grin. ] It's a dragon, isn't it?

[Hiccup reaches back to grab for one of his pillows, throwing it over his face so Jack can't see it burn a bright red as he tries to suffocate himself as much as he possibly can. He can't see the sly grin on his lover's face but it practically burns through the pillow with the intensity of a thousand suns.]

Ugh, yes...

[ Jack turns it over a few times, snorting at Hiccup as his partner practically evaporates with humiliation. There's another reason for his thoughtfulness, and he digs around for his phone as he leans off the bed. ]

Y'know, if you want a really memorable first time, I've got an idea ...

[ Jack flops down beside Hiccup as his lust is overridden by enthusiasm, showing him a far more dragonish version of a regular cock sleeve that sports the same ridges, knot and thick pointed crown. ]

They sell these things down at the porn store in town. If you can hold it together for an hour, I'll grab one ... [ Spawled up beside him, Jack licks his way into an ear, grinning and arching his hard-on against a thigh. ] It could be really fun, Hic. Hiksti. Don't you want to get fucked by a dragon, huh? By me, too? We could get you a two-for-one deal.

[ He has to bite his own lip, looking like Christmas has arrived early. ]

Do you want to do it?

[He's expecting jeers and taunts, but as he draws his pillow away when Jack starts talking about an idea, still holding onto it, sucking in a small breath. The others had always teased him about his affinity for dragons, what had given the twins the idea to get him that stupid thin in the first place, but when Jack shows him the cock sleeve on his phone, feeling his heart beat drum in his chest and hearing it roar in his ears.

His eyes flick up to Jack, then back to the image on his phone and then back up to the younger man. For one very brief, slim moment, he wondered if his student was teasing him, but the look in Jack's eyes says that he's far too excited by the idea for it to be anything other than the truth.

A smile curled on his lips and he reached out, taking hold of the back of Jack's neck and drawing him in for a soul-searing kiss before he pulls back slightly.]

I fucking love you.

[ He blushes as the kiss lands home, moaning around a messy tangle of tongues and sucking hungrily, trying to get as much as he can before he leaves. Because he is going to that store, most definitely. ]

Well, of course you do.

[ Indulging the butterflies in his stomach, Jack nips a lip to leave it swollen until he returns. He slides off the bed, hurriedly making his way to his discarded clothes in the lounge and calling back. ]

I'll be as fast as I can, try not to pop one off without me. I'll know!

[ Sheer class, yes. ]

[He moans into the kiss but a small whine leaves his throat as Jack pulls away, reaching for his student and drawing his fingers down a side as Jack slides off the bed. Hiccup lets it flop, leaving it where it is and himself where he is - towel half draped around his hips, pillow under his head and sweat dotting his body.

He looks like quite a sight, like a lazy cat waiting for his master to come back.]

I'll try not to.

[ Hiccup looks like a wet dream come to life and Jack has to swallow a lump in his throat as he walks back in the room, clothed once more. Stretching over him on the bed, he kisses him with lingering passion and runs a hand down the length of a long cock, pumping him to the base a few times and sliding his fingers lower to grasp at his balls. ]

I'm gonna buy the kinkiest thing they have, just for you. [ The lube is dropped at Hiccup's side, finally taken from the drawer, and he punctuates his words with nips to full lips. ] Use one finger, then two, get yourself loose and wet for me while I'm gone. Alright?

[ So, so reluctant to leave ... and still stroking that tempting dick, whoops. Jack nuzzles a cheek. ]

You're so fucking beautiful, Hic, don't forget who'll be inside you soon.

[He leans up into the kiss, almost tempted to ask Jack to stay, they can do that some other time. His fingers slide up along the front of a hooded as his cock is stroked, feeling shivers crawl down his spine. One of his legs makes itself arch on the bed as he sits up slightly, leaning back on his elbows and head tossing back as his balls are taken hold of.

Hiccup's fingers clench in the sheets underneath him, breathing heavy against softer lips as he blindly reaches for the lube, keeping his attention on Jack.]

Hurry back.

[He brings a hand up, cupping the back of Jack's neck to kiss him deeply, hips rocking up into those touches.]

[ Terribly, terribly tempted to stay, he lets out a grunt of frustration and squeezes the base of Hiccup's cock one last time before deliberately stalking away from the bed, the taste of sex and Hiccup on his lips as he hurries through the apartment.

I'll be back soon! he yells at the door, snatching up the key on the way so he can let himself back in.

In a record ten minutes of no-nonsense jogging to the adult entertainment store, Jack ignores the stares of the handful of other patrons and immediately heads to the kinkier section. It doesn't take him long to find what he thinks will suit Hiccup down to the ground; a cocksheath an inch and a half longer than his own erect dick with ridges all down the underside and a knot swollen near the base, fixed in place by sheer artistic whim. Definitely dragonish. It isn't until he takes it to the counter that the guy there lights up and takes him to one side, to Jack's mild chagrin as he checks the time on his phone, but he soon learns to appreciate the crash-course the clerk gives him.

The interior is silicone, apparently, and who knew that a dildo could be worn so comfortably? There's a small stopper underneath the balls that Jack opens and has to buy a tube of lube to squirt inside, both he and the clerk almost scaring themselves when he squeezes the underside of the knot and accidentally triggers a release-valve, spattering white lube over some nearby dick-themed postcards.

Put it in the microwave for fifteen seconds when you get home, he's instructed by a completely straight-faced cashier. They retain heat. You'll both thank me later, sweetie.

Forty-five minutes later carrying a backpack stuffed with a cocksheath, two tubes of lube since he felt bad about using the first for a demo, an instruction pamphlet, a member's card and minus $120, he decides to catch a taxi back to Hiccup's apartment because what the hell, texting him along the way. ]

got u a BIG surprise
sry so late
still thinkin of me?? ;)

[ All he can do is pray and rap his fingers on the seat. ]

[With Jack gone and his head slowly swimming on straight, Hiccup found himself with a lot of time to think, staring at the door as though he was willing the younger man to come back. And what he decided? He didn't mind the touches, the sloppy kisses, the feeling of being sticky as he was. Jack was still his student, yes, but from what he could recall he had a year and a half till graduation.

They just had to be careful.

Those strokes before he left had Hiccup's stomach fluttering with butterflies, feeling warm like never before as he rolled himself over onto his front, squirted some lube into his palm and gently rolled it around his fingers before he reached back, propping himself on his knees in order to reach his ass.

He hadn't used the tapered dildo in a while, so his entrance was tight when he slid the first finger in, a soft moan leaving him and filling the empty apartment. He kept going, hips jutting and rubbing himself against a bunched up towel with the motions. Hiccup cried out, fingers knuckle deep inside when he got Jack's text.

Instead of responding, he lifted his phone high, tilting it so that he had the right angle before he snapped the shot, sending it through with one line of a message.

Hurry back.

Gods he felt filthy.]

[ The driver asks if Jack needs a drink of bottled water when Jack chokes on a breath as he receives the image, immediately setting it as the wallpaper on his phone. A high freckled ass and spine, shoulders, auburn hair and fingers buried so deep, shining wetly in the sun ... It's not immediately recognizable as Jack's teacher, so he keeps it to stare at on his unlocked screen.

The taxi driver gets a twenty-up tip as Jack pelts out of the car and races the rest of the way to the apartment, a softened hard-on stiff against the denim of his tight jeans once again. Letting himself in, he heads straight for the kitchen. ]

I'm back! I'll be right there ...

[ First, he drops his bag and takes out what he needs, the ping of the microwave going as he stuffs it inside for twenty of the longest drawn-out seconds of his life. ]

I really think you're gonna love this! C'mon, c'mon ...

[He lets out a small sigh of relief when he hears Jack's voice filter through into the room, having been tensed and ready to spring up and get dressed if it had been anyone else. Hearing the sounds of his microwave going, Hiccup slides his fingers out and slowly, stiffly, rises from the bed as he hears the ping of his microwave, walking to the bedroom door and leaning against the frame.

He can see Jack from where he stands, the apartment small enough to have the bedroom just connected to the rest of it by a doorway. His brow furrows in puzzlement, hand slowly lowering to stroke his cock to full awakeness once again.]

What are you doing?

It's a surprise! [ Jack's laughter carries as he immerses himself in how utterly stupid all this fuss is. The thing is, he knows Hiccup will appreciate the end product and his lover (his lover!) has missed out on so, so much fun in the bedroom over the years, so he plugs on with his mission. ] Trust me.

[ Ping! Snatching the heated silicone free, he takes a second tube of the special lube and turns around.

Only to stop dead when he catches sight of Hiccup naked in the doorway, stroking his dick and looking so fuckable it's all Jack can do to wonder how he ever managed to leave the apartment to go shopping in the first place. He genuinely feels his breath punch from his lungs. ]

You're so beautiful. Jesus.

[ Faltering, he steps up to kiss him hungrily, starved for a taste of the man he most craves and pushing his way into Hiccup's personal space, wrists draped behind a back to press a warm toy to the curve of an ass, teasing. ]

Strip me, I've got my hands full.

You flatter me.

[The words are chuckled out before he finds himself with an armful of Jack, pressing back needily into the kiss, just to show how much he missed him. His erection rides along a thigh when he feels the warm toy be pressed against the crack of his ass, tongue slipping into Jack's mouth as his hands slide up.

To be honest, he'd been a little afraid that Jack wasn't coming back, that this had been set up. His fingers trail up under a hoodie, nails scratching at skin softly. Jack would be able to feel the leftover residue of the lube he used on his fingers. The hoodie is removed swiftly and Hiccup returns his attention to a neck, sucking on the skin there as his hands shift downward, tugging at jeans that allowed him to drag his lover back into the bedroom.]

I need you.

[It's an honest admission, soft from the mouth trailing along Jack's jaw as they stumble back towards the bed. Hiccup has never been so painfully turned on in his life, rutting against jeans like a whore.]

[ Jack's eyes close as they roll up under fluttering lashes, deepening the kisses without reserve. He sloughs off his hoodie and tee as one when lube-wet hands smear up his sides, not caring a whit for his favorite item of clothing in the wake of so much Hiccup on offer. How many times has he dreamed of this? The hot mouth, the urgent hands? It might all still be a dream. ]

You're gonna get me and a whole lot more, don't worry.

[ A grin flares, flashing perfect white teeth that nip at a jaw in turn, the bed looming closer. A denim-clad thigh rolls against the bare cock staining it, giving the taller man the attention he deserves.

I feel like I've wanted you for a thousand years already.

A loud smacking noise marks the parting of an involved kiss as Jack pulls out of it. He gives Hiccup a gentle push backwards to the bed and starts pushing off his remaining clothes, impatient to play. ]

Lie back, I want you to see your present. It's a gift, [ he explains, blushing bright pink and unable to stop his eyes from sparkling with glee, ] a gift to mark the anniversary of the day we started seeing each other. The day you found your dragon, at last.

[ That's definitely a pet name Jack wants to claim as his own. ]

[It's not a dream, no matter how much Hiccup tries to convince himself it is. His hands slip under the back of jeans to squeeze at an ass before he tumbles back, landing on his own tush on the very edge of the bed. He sits himself up on his elbows, legs spread mostly from anticipation, thick cock standing erect between them. Hiccup is flushed, freckles standing out prominently along the places on his skin that are stained pink.

His stomach flips when Jack explains what the items in his hands are for, feeling his abdomen flood with warmth. He felt like a blushing schoolgirl, the way he felt flattered by the notion that something had been bought for him.

Hopefully we'll get some uses out of it, he thinks to himself, laying back down as asked, legs hiking themselves into the air to curve and press the arch of his foot onto the edge of the bed, attempting to give his best sultry look, even though from what Jack's said, he probably doesn't need to.]

What are you waiting for?

[If he sounds impatient, that's because he is, his voice coming out in a whine.]

[ He watches him shift back with no small degree of want, clothes kicked away so he can kneel on the bed between Hiccup's hiked-up, spread legs. ]

You'll see, just watch.

[ He smears a little lube inside the cocksheath, pumps his dick to make sure it stays hard enough and slips on the silicone, moaning as it molds and massages him from every direction, slipping around his balls with seamless ease. Although the toy is longer than Jack it shapes him into itself like a well-tailored glove; slicking himself with lube, he has to bite his lip as the heat-retaining plastic ripples over him with subtle tugs. Even cupping the fake knot, loaded in secret with more hot come than Jack himself could produce, feels as satisfyingly full as the real thing. (He can't wait to use that.) ]

Fuck, this is gonna be so much fun. [ Flicking hair out of his eyes, he slides his hands free, groping up naked thighs, and locks eyes with Hiccup as he looms over him to let his erect, dressed cock be served up for inspection. ] I've always loved the color blue. Does it suit me?

Yes.

[He watches, and he can't help the little sound that leaves him when he watches Jack put the cock sheath on, feeling the anticipation rise up in him. His dick twitches between his legs, hearing those moans that he wants to capture and suck up into his mouth, tilting his head as his hand reaches to give his own cock a little stroke to keep it erect (not that the sight in front of him wasn't enough).

Hiccup reaches up with his free hand to move his own hair from where it's been sticking to his forehead from the preparation he did to himself, the toes on his real foot curling with his stomach as he feels hands trail along his thighs, reaching out to draw Jack closer into an intense kiss as he threads his fingers through white locks, pressing every inch of the need he feels into his lips and pushing it back into Jack's mouth as he settles himself down a little lower, hiking his ass up for his lover.]

[ As fun as this is meant to be, he can't help angling the tapered tip of the dragon-cock to slip inside a prepared hole as they kiss (Give me that perfect ass, that's right, you're all mine, the teenager murmurs encouragement without even thinking about it). He hums, thrusting slowly to watch for Hiccup's reaction as the sheath thickens into ridges, and rocks just enough to try and slip them inside one-by-one as the thin silicone rubs deliciously all over his dick. Cradling him on the bed, Jack dusts kisses over Hiccup's freckled cheeks. ]

You feel so good already, is this okay? [ In and out, slim and wider, Jack takes deep breaths to concentrate as the hot toy clasping his erection rubs up against lubed walls, trying to melt Hiccup from the inside-out. ] So good ...

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