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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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I knew you'd love this, you're amazing.

[ Sloe-eyed himself, he nuzzles a cheek and guides Hiccup into rocking over the knot that fixes him in place, the ribbed expanse of Jack's dick grinding up against his walls from every direction as his slender tip touches Hiccup deeper than any human cock could manage, stirring the sticky dragon-come.

He keeps his secrets as he learns how and where to angle himself to get the sheath to react as he pleases, playing a game of rewards. ]

You're mine, aren't you? And you're going to let me fuck you in the stationary cupboard while class is going on ... Say yes.

[ The demand is laced with a promise as he tilts his hips, blue eyes locked on a pretty, flushed face. ]

[His hips ache but he doesn't care, the sensation is beautiful, just like the ribbed silicone rubbing against him again and again. He feels like his lower half is on fire, legs spread as wide as they can be as he brings a hand down, pawing at his own dick for some relief as he lets out a half sob half cry.]

Yes. Yes, yes. Please...

[Hiccup is half babbling, not really knowing what he's saying but aware enough to understand words. His mind is way too imaginative, if the look on his face is any indication, but his eyes close again as he rocks down onto Jack's cock. Imagining having to stuff his mouth with a wad of paper to keep himself from moaning too loudly, some poor individual's homework put to good use as he's fucked in a small space. He bucks into his hand, biting his bottom lip hard enough to leave red marks.]

[ Jack snatches Hiccup's hand away and pulls it up to rest on his shoulder, not about to let him come that easily. The babbling is endearing, a hell of a power trip, and Jack grasps tightly to his lover's hips as he arches up again, each short, sharp thrust painting Hiccup's walls as his own cock, currently being rubbed to distraction, adds its own precome to the mix.

He doesn't stop the molten flow for a little longer this time, only finally doing so to keep the knot thick and wide. ]

Yes ... [ Pressing his forehead to Hiccup's, Jack reaches around to pull at a pair of cheeks and hold him open, prone to being fucked hard and without relent as the sheath assists Jack's stamina with every short thrust. ] And over every desk, especially yours ... M'gonna bend you over and fuck you until you're covered in my come, soaked in it.

[ His, the fake blend, it doesn't matter at this point because Jack is lost in sensation. Thin beads of come start to dribble out the ring of Hiccup's ass and he rubs them around his opening, keeping him comfortably stretched. Lips find lips and he sighs. ]

I wanna take you to a club and fuck you there in front of everyone so they know you're mine, and you're kinky as fuck, and they can't have you ...

[He whines between his teeth when his hand is snatched away, but takes hold of Jack's shoulder nonetheless, nails digging in and bound to leave bruises later. He can't take much more of this, the constant rubbing against that particular spot inside of his walls driving him insane. It was so much more intense than he was thinking, than anything he'd ever felt before.

Hiccup tosses his head back, auburn hair cascading down his neck as sharp thrusts make him buck upward with the motion. There's a molten heat inside his entrance that sloshes around with his movements as he fucks himself on Jack, unable to leak out due to the knot, but Hiccup doesn't actually care at this point. He's too far into this to really care about anything but the feelings thrumming through his veins.

A noise is pulled from his throat as his ass is pulled apart, a small sob rising from his chest as he pants against Jack's face. He feels like he could be driven mad by the lust he feels right now and the fire burning in his body, opening his mouth against Jack's when lips find his, swallowing the sigh as his own moans leak into Jack's mouth.]

Mnnh...y-you'll have t-to keep them away from me... [Lust filled green eyes open to look at Jack, ass clenching around his cock. Oh those wonderful images...] T-they m-might think I want a-anyone to touch me...

No.

[ No one will touch you, no one will kiss you, finger you, fuck you. You're mine, mine, mine ... ]

They'd be wrong and they'd know it.

[ Jack lies back and alters the angle so he can fuck directly into Hiccup to the hilt, the knot pushing further to lock him on top of his dick. Pawing at hips as they slam back down, he cries out as his own peak starts to wash over him like a red mist, claws running down Hiccup's sides to leave welts. Dragon, indeed. ]

Say you don't want them, say it ...

[ There's a note of desperation, not so much a demand but a plea. I love you, I love you more than they ever could, you have to believe me. I'll prove it however you want. Jack slides a hand down to stroke Hiccup's erection at long last, jerking him off to the same rutting, primal pace. ]

[Hiccup's body arches, long form curving as he feels the knot push deeper, eyes wide and a small noise being drawn from him, mouth open wide. Fuck, he thinks to himself, hands pawing at Jack's legs since he's pretty sure they'd be slapped away again if he tried to touch himself. His cock sticks out like a sore thumb, weeping pre and so painfully hard that Hiccup feels tears prick his eyes.]

I-I don't want them...

[It feels like he's actually riding a dragon, the way hands possessively claw at his sides. His ass is so full it's ridiculous. Even Jack's tone of voice he can imagine is coming from one, a possessive ice dragon looking at him with blazing blue eyes.

A hand touches his dick and it's all it takes. Hiccup bends back over as a loud cry leaves him, thick come from the build up arching from his cock like a fountain and splattering itself across Jack's chest and torso, sweat gleaming along his body.]

[ He isn't far behind when Hiccup comes, hearing him commit to their relationship even as it only just begins is enough of a turn-on to trigger Jack's orgasm mid-thrust; it shoots through the hole in the sheath, added to by the last waves of dragon-come as he buries himself to the root and spills more together than he could on his own. Pulling out leaves a slew of drips all over his groin as they slide down Hiccup's thighs, fucking him in slow, uneven drags even after coming. Never to the knot again, only rubbing his walls with the ridged length. ]

... Hiccup, that was. Uh.

[ Pulling him down, he kisses all over a cheek and wraps him up in his arms. Jack bends his knees to ensure Hiccup can drape forward comfortably, humming his pleasure. ]

Intense?

[Intense was right. Hiccup groans when he feels come slide down his thighs, some in trickles, some in larger drops to land on Jack's pelvis. He can't keep himself up anymore so he lowers himself when pulled down and showered with kisses, feeling empty as Jack slowly fucks him. His limbs feel like jelly, his fingers scrabbling for purchase as he presses a kiss to Jack's mouth, slow and lazy as he catches his breath.]

Wonderful. It...it was amazing.

[He drapes himself over his student, crossing his arms and nestling his chin on top of his hands as he looked at the younger man. He probably looked a right mess, but he didn't care right now. Hiccup presses a soft kiss to his lover's chin, then to the corner of his mouth, hovering there as his ass squeezed around Jack's clothed, spent dick, more come leaking.]

You're amazing. I...I thought I'd scared you off with that toy...

[ The kiss is what reminds him he's fallen in love in a million different ways, aching and blissed out as he memorizes the lazy slide of lips over his own. Jack runs his hands up and down Hiccup's sides, letting his teacher sprawl on top between his legs.

He brushes his fingers through thick auburn hair, admiring him idly and letting out a soft gasp when the subtle grip returns. ]

If it's fun, I'm up for it. H-Hold on, uh ... [ He eases out of the hot body on top, slides the sheath off his now softened dick and drops it on the towel before snuggling back, arms going around Hiccup's warm waist. ] Mmm, okay ... Now you can fuss.

[He gives a soft groan as Jack pulls out, feeling come leak as he flopped to one side in Jack's arms, boneless and spent. Prosthetic foot searching for a towel, he finds the spare and lifts it up with ease, gently placing it under his thigh so that the sheets don't get soaked too much more.

With a small sigh, he drapes an arm over his student's waist, pressing his face into Jack's hair, nosing the soft, sweaty strands lovingly. His body is warm and tingly like nothing he's experienced before, and he rests his free arm under his head to raise it a little before he chuckles .]

That was insane.

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[ He shifts to help him, snuggling down together happily with a shiver. Exhausted as Jack is, he noses through Hiccup's hair too and yawns over a warm forehead, blushing with a chuckle of his own. ]

Yeah, but a good time too. [ He bites his lip, pecking his way over a cheek as he smooths fingertips along the ball of a shoulder, curled around him. ] You won't want regular old me before too long, just wait and see.

[He's fine with this sleepy cuddling. Hiccup presses his nose against the underside of his lover's jaw, kissing the skin there as he loops his arm as far around his student as it can get, enjoying the lips grazing his cheek.]

Mmm...there's still some merit in having regular old you I guess. [His grin is cheeky and lazy, pulling back to look at Jack with sincere green eyes. Part of him can't believe he just did that with a student, but he pushed that away hours ago.] Not sure if my ass is going to get used to it but, thems the breaks.

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. ]

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