dragonconqueror: (at the edge of the night)
Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III ([personal profile] dragonconqueror) wrote in [community profile] pookabox 2014-10-06 10:08 am (UTC)

[If he was being honest, he would've said the crown looked out of place on Jack's head. It looked heavy, but his husband didn't complain about it, even with the more feminine aspects to it. Plus it's a reminder of how they triumphed over the old lords and their way of life that Hiccup had been trying to suppress for the last six years.

Hiccup already spoke his piece in the bath when they did the ritual that he was grateful for the lot calling his name, even if he hadn't wanted the kingship. He was grateful for the hard life he'd had growing up that helped him see where the less fortunate people needed him, for the belief his consort gave him without hesitation.

Speaking of...]


Alright, alright. Just...let me...

[Hiccup jostles the doorknob to the master bedroom, pulling one hand away from Jack's arm throne and opening it, shouldering his way inside. The bedroom is lit rather ambiently, candles lining the walls and bedside tables, rose petals scattered all over the floor and bed. He raises an eyebrow but chuckles, pressing a kiss to Jack's cheek and lowering his lover to the floor.]

Looks like someone prepared something for us...whoa wait what the hell...!

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