i fucking need hiccup to push me down on his cock after a long day, after a stressful meeting or something, and you offer to give him head and his hands find your hair and he moves you how he wants, gently of course, always gently, but you’re drooling and enjoying it so much
hiccup haddock x reader nsfw oneshot (gn!reader)
a/n: OHHH yes to this one🙂↕️🙂↕️ anon thank you for this request it was so yummy to write. sorry it took so long! hope you all want another dirty hiccup oneshot lollll
You had found him hours after his meeting with the council was supposed to end, sat at his workbench, with his head in his hands resting on his desk.
He lifted his head up to see you, showing off his dreary expression.
“You wouldn’t believe the half of it.”
He turned around on the stool he sat on, spreading his thighs. He gestured for you to come over and sit on one of them, where he could hold you and regale you with stories about his day.
Instead, you climbed between his legs, kneeling between them.
“Hey, uh what’re you doing there?”
You were focused on your hands, running up and down his thighs, at an even tempo. Each time they traveled up, you brought them oh-so-closer to where you knew his cock was underneath his clothes.
“You really don’t have to-”
“Please. Let me help you?” You finally looked into his eyes, giving him a doe-eyed stare that you knew he would never refuse. You could see his dick start to get hard through his pants.
You always kept one hand on his thigh, tracing patterns or giving him a squeeze, while your other hand worked to free his cock from his trousers. He brought one hand up to cup the side of your face, and his breath hitched when you placed a small kiss on his tip.
Once you wrapped your lips around him, he was gone. Like putty to the pleasure you gave him, his previous reservations melting away. His hand found its way to your hair, lightly scratching the back of your head as he tangled his fingers around your locks.
You began to work your magic, testing the limits of how much you could tease and taste him before he started to get needy. He'd make slow movements to push you down more, telling you want he wanted- needed- with his hands and eyes.
When you finally made your way down to the base, he tilted his head back with a groan. Looking up at him like that- you swore he was the most handsome man you'd ever laid eyes on. All you wanted to do was keep him looking that blissed forever. You sat there not moving, except for the twitches your body made involuntarily, while your eyes filled with tears. Your mouth and throat were so full of him there was nothing else you could do, but focus on keeping him all in your mouth, as drool continued to seep out the corner of your lips. His other hand, not occupied with holding you down by your hair, went to your face, his thumb catching the spit as it leaked.
You made to moan, but it turned into a gag when he flexed farther into you, seeking what he needed to release.
"That's my girl, gods you're so good to me." You coughing around him always seemed to turn him on, making him feel so naughty and in control. It was all about trust with him- he knew you let him push you down like this because you trusted him, and he gave himself completely to you in return.
You moved back, letting him revel in the sight of his spit covered cock- from base to tip- before going back in and bobbing your head, eagerly chasing his orgasm. You continued to massage him with your hands, maybe even sneaking in some sucking on his balls- something that really pushed him to the edge.
When he began to moan and whine that he was close, you pulled him all the way in again, to make sure you swallowed every hot drop down your throat.
His thumb ran over your lips and chin again, cleaning up any mess to your pretty face. He was sweating, flushed, and spent. Hiccup made to try and fix your hair, smoothing out the flyaways from his grabbing and yanking, but there was no hiding the look of what happened. Not that he fully wanted to anyway- he thought you were beautiful like this.
"What do you say we take this back to the hut, yeah? I think I'm done with work for the day..." he chuckled, heat not leaving his cheeks.
You let out a content noise, as his fingers continued to flutter around your face, gentle and exploring, ever kind and curious.
credit to @cafekitsune for dividers <3
