[Thirty one days of happily married bliss. Hiccup can't deny that he's been looking forward to it, having wrapped up the last meeting the day before the wedding pretty quickly in order to be able to get things underway. He doesn't have to worry about kingdom stuff until they step foot back into the capitol when they go home, and that's fine by him. He'd much rather worry over his husband.

He wriggles his nose when his cheeks are pinched, not having the heart to tell Jack to stop it, he's not a kid anymore. Neither of them are. They're not the bright eyed youths that met that day in front of the door to the royal chambers, who felt a connection between each other - one lonely and the other feeling less than confident. In a way, they complimented each other like that.]

You've told me quite a few times that it's hard to resist all...this. [He tilts his head back as commanded, a purr of his own starting to hum in the back of his throat. He's had the whole plane ride to get the alcohol out of his system, so he doesn't stumble on his way to finding the master bedroom.] I was going to start heading that way, you just need to hold your horses.