Could you do one for snotlout with a reader thats bigger than him, like taller and bulkier please!
ive never sent a request before but i really like your writing!!
Snotlout x Tall Bulky Reader HCs
A/N: I am so honored you chose to request from me!!! Iâm sorry it took so long!!! I wasnât sure if you wanted HCs or a drabble, so I went w this for now and if you want me to expand or have a specific idea in mind, feel free to shoot another request :) Hope you enjoy!!!
(P.S. if thereâs typos, please let me know. I wrote some of this falling asleep last night and I may have missed some.)
- When he first meets you, heâs a tiny bit scared of you. He knows that people find him annoying fairly often and suddenly finds himself terrified of pissing YOU off
- But when he realizes youâre not actually scary, he relaxes and brags about being friends with you all the time
- Dating you, heâs even MORE bragging. He literally worships the ground you walk on and is okay with embracing being shorter than you if youâre dating
- He LOOOVES being held by you in any way. Heâs already a person who prefers tight pressure in hugs in my mind, so heâd lovee the fact that you can provide that so easily
-Arm around his waist? Heâs so giggly and boastful, grinning and looking at everyone around him so that they notice. He just feels so lucky
- Heâs really embarrassed the first time you lift him onto your shoulders/piggy back him, but eventually warms up to it. Likes to just rest his elbows on your head and call out to his friends to tease them as you walk around the village. Heâs so silly
- LET HIM BE THE LITTLE SPOON I BEG. Nothing makes him more happy or more safe feeling than being wrapped up in your arms, and if youâre taller than him and actually able to totally cradle him in your arms he will just melt
- That said, he does feel very cool and important when youâre sitting behind him, arms around his torso when youâre flying on Hookfang together. He likes being able to make you feel safe too, but also the pride that comes with having someone taller and stronger than him holding onto him for safety
- He does they corny hand size comparison things and for some reason gets (unseriously) pissed off when his hands are smaller and denies it to no end
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- Heâd be lying if he said that having a partner thatâs taller/generally bigger than him didnât do wonders for him in bed, specifically when he feels submissive. It just makes him feel extra taken care of
- He wants you to move him how you see fit. Put those muscles to use and put him where you want him, position him how you want, he loves it. He might be a brat about it sometimes, though.
- Pinning his hands above his head while fucking him drives him insane (in a good way). He doesnât like feeling helpless except for that specific scenario
- When you hold his legs apart effortlessly while sucking him off, he will literally be left trembling and crying in the best way
- If you have big hands, he needs to suck them or have them inside him at all times. He loves big hands.
- Also regarding those hands, feeling you hold his face while you lean down to kiss him (or lift him up), heâs instantly so needy. He does NOT want you to let go.
- Afterwards, no matter what role/position he took, he will be cuddled up in your arms like a koala. He just loves how youâre able to surround him so completely, especially when youâre both naked and he can feel your skin on his. It sometimes works him up for a round 2, but just as often itâs the quickest way for him to fall asleep
Hey gang. Was planning on posting a little smth tonight but a lot of shit happened and Iâm just kind of half asleep typing so it will be out probs morning/afternoon tmrw bc itâs almost done. I promise Iâm not ghosting you all again <3
Okay perchance⊠because my motivation to write is back⊠would you guys potentially be interested in a multi part Snotlout x Reader fic except itâs literally just my httyd oc lore written as an x readerâŠthere wouldnât be much smut but I need to do something with this plot in my brain đ€ let me know and be honest!!!
Warnings: making out, praise kink, light teasing, premature ejaculation (duh), coming in pants
A/N: first fic back!!!! I looooove how pathetic he is so I will never turn down a âSnotlout coming too soonâ request :3 Iâm trying to balance myself outâŠthereâs a particularly long fic in the works right now and I promise Iâm not just saying that lol. Anyways, I hope this is what you were thinking, and I hope you enjoy!! <3
After dating Snotlout for a little less than a year, you had found that it really didnât take much to work him up.
Most of the time, admittedly, you were trying to do that. It just always happened so much faster than youâd planned. Like when you gave him a small quirk of an eyebrow during a particularly boring dinner conversation. Youâd been planning to bat your eyelashes at him and stray a hand to his thigh, but before you could get that far, he was taking your hand and exuding the two of you so you could jerk him off somewhere private.
This time, though, you honestly hadnât been trying at all.
He was talking to Hiccup and Astrid about the upcoming patrol schedules when you spotted him and happily wrapped your arms around his bicep, smiling at him brightly and resting your chin on his shoulder.
âHey, guys!â You exclaimed happily, swaying with Snotlout slowly. âWhatâs up?â
Snotlout blinked in surprise and glances at you as he inhaled sharply, his face flushing noticeably as he tries to find his words. âOh, u-uh-I was just asking about-the, um. Patrol schedule this week.â He swallows dryly and coughs, scratching the back of his neck with his free hand as his eyes dart around to anything he can see that isnât you.
âYeah, actually- do you think you could cover for Fishlegs tonight?â Hiccup speaks up, not noticing Snotloutâs state. âHeâs not feeling good, soâŠâ
You think for a moment-though, in all honesty, youâre just trying to figure out what the hel is happening with your boyfriend-before giving a small nod and nestling against Snotlout a bit further simultaneously. âYeah, that should be okay. Iâll have to check out what I have to finish up, though. Iâll get back to you by sundown.â You sigh as you sway with Snotlout. Only then do you notice the flush on his cheeks and the nervous, frequent glances between you and the ground. You canât help the small snort that leaves you at the realization before pulling away from his and taking your hand in his. âIn fact, weâll go check that right now, okay, babe?â You smile up at him innocently, but that seductively glint in your eyes tells him that youâve caught on.
He nods eagerly. âYeah! Yeah. I mean, I already have so much to do, but-Iâll see if one of us can squeeze in there and cover for him.â He laughs awkwardly as you drag him away, back to your house.
Which is how you found yourself here, straddling his lap, kissing him hungrily. He was cradling the back of your head and whimpering at every suck, every nip of your teeth.
âWhat was it that turned you on, huh?â You mutter between kisses, a hand straying to his thigh to make him part his legs further. He whined softly at the gesture, tilting his head back as you nestled into the space below his ear, the joint between his jaw and neck. âWas it just the feeling of my arms around yours, squeezing you? Was it how close I was?â You slowly kiss down his neck, sucking a few love bites into his skin here and there. âIs that all it takes for you to get going?â
Snotlout scoffs indignantly despite the flush covering his face and creeping down his neck. âWell-thatâs not âall it takesâ, Iâm-thereâs-more to it than that!â He protests, biting back a gasp when you slide a hand under his tunic. âIâm, uh, a thinker. âKay?â
You chuckle and shrug. âOkay. I wasnât teasing.â You sit up straight now, looking down at him with half lidded eyes. âI think itâs incredible how eager you are for me.â You kiss him once more and he whines. âSo good. Makes me feel so wanted.â
âBabe-â he chokes out in a warning tone, but his eyelids flutter when your hand moves to his thigh.
âSo good for me, arenât you? Always so perfect.â Your hand barely brushes over the bulge in his pants when Snotlout is crying out, bucking up into your touch as a wet patch forms beneath you.
âHhhng, I-fuck, fuck, Iâm sorry-fuck-â he gasps and groans beneath you as his thighs tremble with his release. Heâs panting, his eyes closed as he comes down from it before looking up at him through his lashes. âI-Iâm sorry.â He whispers. âDidnât mean to, I donât-I donât even know what happened-â
You cut him off with a soft laugh and a tender kiss to his lips. âMore eager than I thought.â You tease, giving him a squeeze. He yelps at the over sensitivity. âDonât be sorry, sweetheart. In factâŠI might have to tell Hiccup that I canât cover the patrol tonight. Because I think I need to remind you why you should never apologize for wanting me.â You grin down at him and he furrows his brow upwards. âAnd I think I should reward you for it. Make sure the lesson sticks, right?â
He nods desperately as you get off of his lap to go tell Hiccup just that. âYeah. Yeah, priorities. Right? Haha.â
Can you do a nsfw alphabet about either Gus or Tobi please?
Tobi Mcknight NSFW Alphabet
Gothca baby, Gus is next don't worry, i chose Toby because i have nothing about him and i love him he's innocent release my man. Last shit i post before going back to school tomorrow đ
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A = Aftercare (what theyâre like after sex)
Tobi is pretty decent, you'll share a cigarette and ask feedback to make you feel better next time. Always a few cuddles, but if he's got the energy he'll take you both to the shower and take care of you, and just chill in there for a while.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partnerâs)
I dare say hips, on both. He loves watching his hips thrust into yours as much as he loves gripping yours until he leaves a faint bruise, marking you. Aside from that, he gets off so much on watching your face, even if you're not very expressive, any slight reaction will motivate him.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
I think Tobi is pretty fond of giving you a facial. As I said before, your face gets him going. So why not coat it with his cum? Overall he'd like to cum wherever you let him, chest, back, thighs, mouth... And once in a blue moon he'll cum inside, but he's responsible.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
He's so into roleplay, but so embarrassed about it for some reason. You wouldn't know until a little joke led to it. You realized how much he enjoyed it, so it became not so secret. Tho since he's embarrassed, you'll have to take the initiative.
ALSO if you're a girl he'll let you peg him if you ask, out of curiosity. And he won't refuse a little fingering on him.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what theyâre doing?)
Tobi is normally pretty busy, i mean so young and already in the NCSC, so he's not that experienced, but he knows his stuff. Eventually, he'll learn every little thing that makes you shudder. Maybe, you met him as a virgin, if you count the fact that he's pretty socially awkward.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
(If topping) As much as Tobi loves your face, doggy style. The image of your ass slapping against his hips and stomach and his fingers digging in your flesh follows him, plus he can pull out and finish on your back, and thinks your a work of art. But, he can't resist whatever position that means you riding him, watching his cock slip in and out of you while you bounce on him, and he likes feeling submissive. He's most vanilla with a basic missionary (works for top and bottom), he feels so close to you, kissing and licking everywhere, burrying his face on the crook of your neck, and just watching you. When talking about foreplay, he sees 69 as a gift. And, he likes cuddling while fingering i just know it bro.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Tobi is in the middle. He's not too serious, nor goofy. He's clumsy, so there's giggles. He just wants you to be comfortable, so he'll find the balance in what you like. His mind overall is usually a daze, so don't expect much, mainly moans and appreciative words. If he had arough day, depending on his mood maybe dirty talk. i must say he might or might not do little jokes relating to tech.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Hair in his area bothers him, so he shaves frequently. He'll let it grow until it gets annoying, then go back to clean shaven. Tho if you like it hairy he'll let it grow as much as he can without it being a sensory issue. And if you like it bald, he'll shave more often. He doesn't mind, so your opinion is what balances his decision.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Bro's the type to put soft music in the background, scented candles and in special ocassions like your anniversary or birthday put on a full romantic set up in the bedroom, or the wole house.
He loves worshipping you, and making sure every inch of you is satisfied. He mainly prioritizes your pleasure over his, even if you try to balance it. But if he's sad, he'll let himself feel selfish and let you take especial care of him.
If you reached this point, i think it's obvious i see him as a switch. It really depends on his mood, and yours. He just lets it flow. But, he's mainly a sub.
He's very loving, any time and situation, and always makes sure you feel loved and appreciated, he doesn't want you to feel used, even if you were a fling. He wants to make you feel good in every way, including emotionally. He believes sex is pretty pointless without a connection and appreciation.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Before you, he mainly jerked off esencially to relieve stress. He's pretty anxious, so if he had a few minutes alone, he'll jork it. Sometimes, urgencies take over him in the wrong place and at the wrong time y'know. And it was even more frustrating. When he had time to jork it, he jorked it good. But he doesn't do it as much when he has you. Still, if he can't see you often, he will. And you're always on his mind.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Won't admit it, but a praise kink. Tell him how good he's doing and he'll crumble. Contradictory, a tiny bit of humiliation gets him off. I'm not talking about full on bdsm humiliation, just some teasing, make fun of him a bit and he'll do whatever to prove you wrong. Call him out about being sensitive and he'll go on forever just to prove you wrong. You'll catch on it quickly and use it in your favor.
Biting. No comment.
Orgasm control, forced orgasm (overstimulation, consented), edge him. Btw he found out how much he was into overstimulating himself when he came before you did and refused to stop until you came too  đ
I don't think it's a kink, but he lives for giving head.
Cockwarming. He likes to stay inside, you feel so warm and wet around him.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Your bed, when he's surrounded by your scent and the softness of your sheets. Your place is probably his favorite place to have sex, especially if you live alone.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
As i mentioned before, your reactions turns him on. He's a bit shy, but allat is gone the second you take iniciative.
N = No (something they wouldnât do, turn offs)
He wouldn't hit you, masochism and sadism are not his thing.
Public and Vouyerism.
DIY Porn. I mean he's pretty paranoic of where those videos might end up. Tho he doesn't mind a box under his bed with dirty polaroids.
Golden showers, tho if you're a girl he doesn't quite mind squirting if yknow what i mean
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Again, he lives for oral, it's his favorite form of foreplay. He eats better if you're straddling his face tho.
He's very sensitive when it comes to be in your mouth, he's a whining mess, thighs and fist clenching and unclenching, when his hands are not holding your hair. He tries not to pull on your hair, but he holds it away from your hair, even gives you a scalp massage.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
He's pretty vanilla usually, although he goes wilder as you both get closer. It really depends on his mood too, if he's sad, you'll do all the job, start slow and then wreck him. If he's mad, he's going at a bruising pace.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Tobi is a busy man. He never turns down a quickie. They're pretty often, every time the opportunity is there. Tho he prefers to take his time with you over anything, he's a big fan of quickies. Not only they relieve him, but a part of him wants more for later, making him more passionate.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
No public or semipublicđ He can't handle the anxiousness at the thought of getting caught, tho MAYBE if you had teased him enough he'll pull you to the most private room he can find.
Overall, Tobi's willing to try anything you want as long as it's not too overboard, like involving violence for example.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
I have little to no thoughts here, 3 max. Depends on how tired you both are, but he usually goes for two if you have time.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Vibrators on both and cock rings on him no comment.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Tobi is not the teaser, but he'll do it if you ask. If it's denying orgasm he'll probably forget he's not suppossed to delay it sometimes but he learns soon enough when you're on edge.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Pretty loud. I mean, not too loud, but he's constantly moaning and groaning. But when he's close high pitched whines just slip out. He's especially loud when you're riding him, there's where he whines the most.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He likes getting bitten on his thighs đ I mean he's pretty fond of bites and marks, but biting his thighs, inner thighs especially, could make him come right there he's sure of it.
X = X-ray (letâs see whatâs going on under those clothes)
He's pretty short, so he's not that big. A tiny tiny bit below average, but still average. Tho judging by his fingers it's thicker than average. Pinkish tip btw.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
The ultimate yearner. As commented, he's almost always busy, so you're assured at least a quick sesh everytime you see eachother. He doesn't apparent it but he's a horny freak.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
My man is sleep deprived, that with being spent helps him quite a lot. He loves talking while falling asleep, he's usually laying on your chest. He feels safe around you, and he just falls asleep after cleaning up a bit.
I suck at writing nsfw i'm sorry i'm a virgin that's scared of sex irl  đ
I am SO sorry again seriously. I genuinely thought I would have more time and I did not mean to lie like that đđ I just moved into college and I truly just have not had time to sit down and write in between figuring out where my classes are and how to balance everything. Unfortunately, I canât promise consistency in the coming months and I wonât try to again.
That said, I did just rewatch the LA and oh boy. Oh man. Oh lord. Motivation is BACK and so is my crush on Snotman (though to be fr it never left.) So trust that I am not just going ghost on all these requests. In fact, if you have any ideas-especially non smutty ones, because as much as I love writing smutty abt him I also just love this silly guy- please send them in!!!! I can honestly promise that I will get to all requests eventually (unless itâs something that makes me uncomfortable, but I donât think I have any of those yet). I love writing, I just need the time!!! Thank you all for your patience, and Iâm so sorry again to keep ghosting yall </3
Hi, I'm the person who asked for the male version of the headcanons. Would you be able to do a whole list of just the spicy ones? I really enjoyed the stuff you posted he's such a pillow princess lolll
Spicy LA! Snotlout X M!Reader Headcanons
A/N: Iâm so glad you liked them!!! While Iâm working on some longer pieces, I thought I would put this out in the meantime to feed you all <3 Enjoy!
- Like I said in part 1, heâs very hesitant at first about being on the receiving end. But not from a âI donât want to be weakâ perspective, itâs more just about the pain. He has NOOO qualms being taken care of by you.
- But heâs open to it, and you ease him into it. You start with just using your tongue (which he realizes he has SUCH a thing for I need to write about this soon), then fingers
- Heâs a little awkward at first with the fingers until you brush them against his prostate. You donât even need to touch his cock to make him come like that
- After experimenting with fingers a few times, heâs warmed up to the idea of taking you, so long as youâre gentle with him
- And you are. Youâre careful and reassuring with every touch, and youâre almost excessive in prepping him with your fingers. Almost.
- But because of that, thereâs very little resistance when you finally press into him properly, his back arching off the bed and mouth hanging open, barely able to even manage a sound
- When you bottom out inside him, heâs gasping brokenly, eyes half lidded and hazy with lust, babbling out curses and begging for more
- He doesnât last very long the first time, but when he gives you the okay to keep going, he realizes how much he loves this-and how much more he wants of it
- Heâs insatiable after that. This is his favorite way to come now, completely surrounded by you in every way
- His favorite position is laying on his stomach, hips up with his face against a pillow. He loves being able to just focus on feeling you and being taken care ofâŠplus, it gives you a good angle to pull his hair
- However, if youâre able to and you pick him up in the middle of the room and fuck him there, that does something to him he isnât expectingâŠ
- Afterwards, he gets a little self conscious. He usually wants to be cleaned up quickly before heâll go cuddlebug and rambling mode, grinning up at you like an idiot and talking about how amazing you are
âŠoverstimulation you say?? Could u expand on that đđ
A Little Sensitive- LA! Snotlout x GN! Reader
Warnings: Overstimulation (Snotlout Recieving), Handjobs, Praise Kink, Slightly Under-Negotiated Kink (But he is soooo into it and safe word is referenced, he chooses not to use it), Teasing,
A/N: OH BOY CAN I!!!! He is so pathetic I need him. Hope this suffices as elaboration :3 Also, I should be posting much more regularly after this!!! Sorry again for the unexpected break, I missed writing so much and Iâm soooooso happy to be back writing about bbg again !!!! Enjoy!!!!
âPlease, please, donât-donât stop-â Snotlout was pleading in your arms, his back against your chest. He was a vision like this-legs splayed out, head tilted back, eyelids fluttering at the pleasure your hand on his cock brought him. You chuckle and press your lips to the crook of his neck. You tighten your hand, brushing your thumb against his sensitive head.
âNot planning on it.â You mutter, and oh, he had no idea just how much you meant that. A keening noise leaves him as he turns to bury his face against you. âMâ gonna come, gonna-â
âGo on.â With a twist of your hand, Snotlout is shaking and crying out in your arms, hips bucking into your touch violently as he finishes.
Until he realizes that you havenât stopped moving your hand.
Immediately, his movements turn from searching for more into desperately writhing as he tried to escape it.
âAh-ha-too much, wait-â he gasps, hardly able to form words. His hands are twitching and clasping at the sheets beneath him.
âBut you told me not to stop.â You tease with a grin, slowing your movements only slightly to ask him a gentle question. âDo you need to tap out?â The two of you had a sort of code word for if either of you needed to stop whatever was happening, but Snotlout shakes his head desperately at the question.
âNo, I-â he whines loudly when you palm his tip with the heel of your palm. âIâm okay, d-hoh-â
âThen Iâm not stopping.â Your trail your hand up to his lips, pressing your middle finger into his mouth. He accepts it hungrily, his tongue swirling around the digit and sucking, looking up at you pleadingly. âGood boy.â
He whines, both at the praise and when you remove your hand, only to snake it down to his ass and begin circling his rim with painful fragility. âOh my gods, hnnng-please, please-canât-ah!â
âYou think you can come for me again?â You ask, squeezing tighter. Heâs whimpering like a dog in heat, shaking his head.
âI- donât think I-ffff-â
âYou can.â You whisper agains the shell of his ear. âAnd you will.â With that, you move your hand faster still as you press a finger into him.
Snotlout actually shouts at that. âFuck-!!!â Itâs high pitched and needy as his hips stuttering as if instinct. You couldnât take your eyes off of him-his mouth is agape, eyes rolling back in his head as heâs practically slack in your arm. Finally, heâs hardening again in your hand.
âThere we go, good boy. I know, itâs so much, isnât it?â The words rolls off your tongue, any filter completely gone at the sight of him. âBut youâre hard as a rock, baby. Youâre taking it beautifully.â
His eyes are glassy, chest heaving and sweat rolling down at the exertion. Your name comes out in a strangled noise from his lips, a garbled warning before he opens his mouth in a silent scream, hips stilling for a moment before twitching violently as a sobbing gasp leaves him. Itâs nearly dry, only a few small dribbles of come leaking from his tip as he finishes, clenching hard around your finger still inside him.
And you still donât stop.
By now, heâs sobbing, thrashing around under your touch. âNono, s-stop-too much, too-hhhck-â you toy with him a moment longer before finally withdrawing your hand from his cock and the other from inside him.
Immediately, youâre wrapping your arms around his torso, swaying back and forth with him soothingly. âShhh, itâs okay, itâs okay. You did so good for me, baby.â You whisper, kissing away his tears with such gentleness. âI love you so much, youâre perfect. You were gorgeous-youâre always gorgeous, âf course, butâŠâ you keep whispering sweet praises to him as he comes down from the intense release until his heart is back to a normal pace under your skin. ââŠwas that too much?â You ask once that haze in his eyes clears up.
Snotlout laughs at that. âWell-yeah? But that was the point, wasnât it?â He grins up at you before sighing with a soft smile. âKidding. It wasnât too much. It was a lot, but-I liked it. I wouldâve told you if it was actually too much.â
You nod, snuggling into him further before reaching for a rag and gently cleaning him off. âI know you would. JustâŠmaking sure I didnât misread anything.â
âMm, canât misread anything if you canât read.â He mutters smugly, You roll your eyes and give him a light shove.
âSays you!â
âAgh! Sensitive!â
You glance between his crotch and back up to him with a smirk. âClearly.â
His face goes deadpan, making you fight back a snicker. âShut up.â
Ikk it feels like im beatin a dead horse but I frr cant stop thinkin about it, the concept of ppl finding LA Snotlout attractive is fine on its own... its the fact SO many ppl add the context of "the original is SO ugly" is what makes em so untrustworthy n icky to me đ
Like it says alot about this fandom n the audience in general even if some may not think so at first cuz like need I remind you, Snotlout n Fishlegs r the LEAST popular characters by audience standards and they r the only protags of the main cast (including the series I believe?) that r of a bigger build
So for ppl to see a conventionally attractive, skinnier Snotlout n literally go "Oh he's SO hot, way more good looking than the original" than thats WEIRD!! And u should be concerned! đđ
Edit: I forgot Stoick n Gobber count as main cast protags n they r also of bigger builds so wow 4 so many đ
This!!! For fear of coming off like this, I have a confession- I had never seen anything HTTYD prior to seeing the LA. I had never watched the og so LA was my first exposure to it and then it got me hooked and now Iâm hyperfixated. Thatâs why I add LA to the top of my x reader fics bc for me itâs my baseline, AND bc LA Snotlout is canonically 18 (said so in the making of httyd la book) and I donât want anyone to think Iâm sexualizing the animated Snotlout from the first bc he is 15 in that and it would be weird to write what I write about that one!!!
TLDR: I add the clarification of Live Action Snotlout to my fics bc in the live action, Snotlout is 18, and I donât want people to think Iâm writing smut about 15 year old Snotlout, NOT because I think og Snotlout is ugly in any of the films đ«¶
Seriously though Iâm sorry for the lack of writing the last few days, I decided to start writing here at such an inconvenient time- moving into college, working a lot, and this last weekend I was out w/ family đđ I promise that good things are in the works and if you sent a request I WILL get to it!!! I finally have some free time this week to sit down and write đ«¶đ«¶
I keep trying to post about how I wonât be able to post for about a week, and make some Snotlout GIFS as an apology but it keeps telling me it failed. What the freak. What do I do to upload GIFs đ
Can you do some Snotlout x Male Reader headcanons? Plain and spicy are fine
LA! Snotlout x M! Reader Relationship Headcanons
Warnings: Slight unsupportive parent (Spitelout đ€Ź) at beginning, fluff, yearning Snotlout, smut under the cut
A/N: I hope this is what you were thinking w this request!!! I had sm fun writing this, hope you all enjoy <3
- It took him a while to figure out he actually LIKED you liked you. He thought it was just an admiration thing for a while
- That, and also a little bit of denial. In Berk, there was a 50/50 shot of whether two men being in love would be accepted or shamed, but with his dad, it was almost always the latter
- So when he did realize, he went about his usual methods of trying to impress you, to do a big show of his strength and skill, though he wouldnât be as outright about the flirting part like he was with Astrid
- Even though he masks it, heâs yearning HARD. The final straw is when you shout after his dad after a particularly bad father moment and drag Snotlout away, muttering about what an asshole his dad was
- After he confesses and the two of you start dating, he quickly warms up to being more loud and proud about dating you
- âYeah, thatâs my BOYFRIEND. Heâs so cool, isnât he? Yeah, I pulled him.â
- He lies and says that you confessed first, but you never bother to correct him
- Heâs almost always the little spoon. He just wants to be surrounded by you at all times.
(Smut under the cut!!!)
- If youâre AMAB, heâs hesitant at first about being on the receiving end of getting fucked, but once you ease him into it, he is ADDICTED. Heâs a pillow princess.
- But heâs also flexible with whatever kind of guy you are. If you want him to take control, he will, and heâll enjoy it!
- Heâs very gentle and soft about it when heâs the giver (I heart Chappell Roan), just so reverent in everything bc he feels so lucky to get to see you like this
- Also, LOVES using his mouth on you no matter what bits you have
- Or rather he likes when YOU use his mouth⊠yk
- Overall, no matter what position he takes, he just wants to feel loved and cared for by you at the end of the day. He admires you and loves you so much, and he will do everything he can to show it, however you prefer <3
I need my boy to eat pussy like a drunk man and then wet his cock. So needy. I read your alphabet and I need more. It was very good. đ
Unwinding- LA! Snotlout x AFAB! Reader
Warnings: Oral (reader receiving), reader is has AFAB parts but is GN, pnv, praise kink, hair pulling, grinding, Snotlout is so pathetic I need him
A/N: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS REQUEST I NEEDED AN EXCUSE TO WRITE HIM MUNCHING. Heâs a muncher I fear. I promise I will edit this tmrw and italicize what needs to be italicized but right now I just want to go to sleep I fear. Iâm sorry this took so long to get out, life has been busy the last few days and I havenât had as much time to write as I wish, but Iâm gonna try and crank out one more work tmrw bc Iâm gonna be doing a lot of moving stuff the rest of the week and weekend. PLEASE DONT STOP W REQUESTS!!! Requests make me so happy and I promise to get to them all, I just decided to join tumblr at a very busy point in my life which is my bad. Anyways, thank you again for this request, I hope you all enjoy <3
You had to admit, you didnât quite realize the monster you would unleash when you taught Snotlout how to eat you out. Least of all, did you expect it to be his favorite way to unwind after a long day. Hel, you thought he was joking when he brought it up earlier. He was tired, stressed, and upon you asking him what you could do to help him, heâd replied, âCan I eat you out?â
You had laughed. But who were you to turn that down, if he was offering?
But you had to believe it, because now, here you were, with Snotloutâs face buried between your thighs, lapping at you like a mad man. His hands were on either of your thighs, blunt nails digging into your soft skin as he desperately traced his tongue over your folds. Your hand tightens in his hair as he sucks at your clit, his tongue flicking over it as you whine out.
âSnotlout-fuck-â you look down at him, utterly overwhelmed after almost a half an hour of this to meet his gaze. Those adoring, pleading brisk eyes look back up at you, and stay on you intently as he continues to devour you. His tongue thrusts in and out of you and he moans at the taste, brow furrowing up. âGods, you-hoh, my- Snotlout, fuck, youâre so pretty like this. So good, the damn best.â You praise mindlessly. Somewhere in the back of your mind, you know itâs because he has a thing for being praised-youâve proved that on multiple occasions after he denied it. But right now, your mind is too hazy with pleasure to make that connection.
You see his hips grind down against the mattress at the praise and he swallows thickly. Heâs panting, gasping for air-you can feel the suction of his inhales and the heat of his exhales against your sensitive skin. You try to pull him away, but he responds only by shaking his head as he presses himself closer. He was so desperate, even more so than you. For what, you werenât sure- Praise? Encouragement? Touch? But you were determined to give it to him.
âYouâre such a good boy for me, babe-â you whisper, stroking his hair and pushing it out of his eyes. He whimpers against you and sucks at your clit again, pressing his tongue against the bud as he kept looking at you through thick, dark lashes. âMmh, just like that- fuck, good boy, keep doing that-â he follows your command eagerly, pulling away only for a moment to wet his tongue before diving back in. Heâs insatiable, still looking up at you with those doe like eyes, looking for your approval. âIâm close, baby-gods, so close-keep doing that, please, so fucking good-â
When he replaces his tongue on your clit with his thumb, drawing tight circles, your hand tightens impossibly further in his hair as you reach your peak. You thighs are quivering on either of his shoulders as you cry out. His tongue laps at your release feverishly, and even when youâre just trying to catch your breath, heâs still going. You mewl at the overstimulation, tugging him back pleadingly before he finally obliges, panting heavily himself.
ââŠthank you.â He whispers through deep breaths, wiping his mouth and swallowing thickly. He still has that doe eyed, reverent look in his eyes, not bothering to fix his hair like he revels in the mess you had made him.
You laugh breathlessly. âThank YOU.â You grin at him and sit up a bit straighter. You glance down at his crotch to see him still hard-on nights like this, it was 50/50 on whether he would grind his hips and finish as he was eating you out or if he would find himself too focused on you to do so.
You smirk and open your legs a bit more. âYou did so good, sweetheart. Perfect for me.â He whimpers again when you praise him, instinctively moving to kneel between your thighs. âI think youâve more than earned this. To take care of yourself now.â You tug down his pants and underwear, shifting to find an easy position for him. âBesides, after all thatâŠI think Iâm plenty ready for you.â You cup his chin in your hand and draw him closer, pressing your lips to his as you position him in front of your entrance. He practically shouts at the feeling of you on his oversensitive tip, but quickly overcomes it as he presses inside you.
He pulls away from the kiss to rest his forehead against yours, high pitched gasps and heavy sighs leaving him. âPlease, oh-gods, please, I-Iâm not gonna last-oh gods-â
âThatâs okay.â You assure him gently, still cradling his face in your hands. âThis is about you, not me.â
He whimpers at that, his head falling to your shoulder. âHhhngâŠcan I move? Please, I need to move-â
âTake what you need.â
With that, itâs like you had flipped a switch on him. He wraps his arms around your torso and begins thrusting wildly, with no certain rhythm except for the pure desperation practically oozing from him. You cradle the back of his head against, biting your lip at the feeling.
âThere you go, good boy-youâre so desperate for me, huh? You waited for s-so long, so patientâŠso, so good for me-â you murmur against his temple. Heâs beyond words now, just babbling out random pleas and moaning pathetically.
âPlease-gonna come, gonna-hhh-â He whispers against you. You tug his hair in response, eliciting a cry from him.
âCome for me, sweetheart.â
He barely pulls out in time before heâs grinding against your clit as he comes, his spend spilling onto your stomach. Heâs just whining, eyes screwed shut as he rides out his orgasm. âThank you-thank you-â he breathes before finally practically going boneless beside you. He hugs your arms against his chest, his exhales tickling your skin and you huff out a laugh.
âFeeling better now?â You mutter, resting a hand in his hair and scratching his scalp soothingly.
âUh huh.â He mutters, his eyelids fluttering at your touch. âThank you. Really.â
You roll your eyes but smile down at him fondly. âYou donât have to thank me, butâŠIf it makes you feel better, then- no problem.â You hug him tighter, reaching to the bedside table and cleaning yourself off. âYou need anything?â
You move the two of you to lay down and he rests his head above your heart, like he often does. Something about being able to feel, hear the life in you was comforting to him.
â⊠I love you.â He adds, looking up at you with half lidded eyes. Your eyes soften and to pull him close enough to kiss the crown of his head.
âI love you too, Snotlout.â You whisper. âNow go to sleep.â With that, he drifts off to sleep in your arms, his heart beating against yours like a rhythm for just the two of you.
I saw your Freaky Alphabet and it got me thinking.
Snotlout, a bit submissive and inexperienced, his first time. He's begging you to take off your top so he can suck your tits. He's eager to learn quickly to make you feel good, and he's incredibly dedicated to your pleasure.
Please- LA! Snotlout x GN! Reader
Warnings: Smut, Subby Snotlout, First Times, lots of nipples, tit sucking, coming in pants, reader is gn but has AFAB parts, I still donât know how to end smut fics đ
Word Count: 1,947
A/N: Oh this was an absolute GIFT of a request. I have so many thoughts about Snotlout learning how to make you feel good HHGJNDFJK I fear I may need to make a part 2 to this. Hope this is something like what you had in mind <3
âPlease,â Snotlout practically whimpers against the column of your neck. His knees are on either side of your left thigh, his chest against yours. You werenât exactly sure what happened to get you here-one moment, youâd been making out with Snotlout, maybe getting a little more handsy than normal, and now you were here, with him in your lap, needy and keyed up. âPlease, show me what to do.â
âYou havenât done this before?â You blink in surprise, tilting your head to the side.
ââŠI-I mean, yeah, âcourse I have, tons of times, just-â He scoffs nervously and looks away conveniently. âJust-um. Been a bit since Iâve wanted to. It was a choice, yknow, no one in the villageâŠmeasured up.â
You raise an eyebrow disbelievingly-the way his hands were trembling and resting awkwardly on your shoulders told another story. âUh huh.â
Snotloutâs face flushes at that and he sighs. âOkay, maybe I havenât really gotten THIS far, but-the part about no one measuring up was true!!!â
You snicker and take his hand between yours, squeezing it reassuringly. âWell, color me flattered.â
âYeah.â Snotlout laughs softly before seeming to remember the situation and straightening up. âButâŠI do really wanna do this. With you. I wanna make you feel good so badly, I justâŠâ he draws a shaky breath, biting his lip, and you canât help but be impressed with how open he was being with you. The Snotlout most of Berk saw would never admit to being anything less than a natural at whatever was asked of him. He would make up a boisterous excuse for every mishap, so thisâŠthis was something extra different. Something special.
And you could tell, too, with how nervous he was. You rub your thumb along his knuckles gently and raise his hand to your lips, pressing a featherlight kiss to his bruised skin. âYou want me to guide you?â You finish for him.
He meets your eyes once more and nods desperately. âPlease. Please, I want to, so bad.â He whispers. You squeeze his hand once more before lifting your thigh against his crotch, making him gasp.
âWell, you donât need any lessons on dirty talk, thatâs for sure.â You cup his jaw and draw him close once more to kiss him deeply. A high pitched noise leaves him and his hands begin frantically exploring your body, unable to stay in one spot for too long. Without breaking the kiss, you cover one of his hands and move it to slide down from the crook of your neck to cup your breast. He whines and squeezes his hand tightly over your clothes.
âPlease-â he whispers as he breaks the kiss. âPlease, can I-can you-â his eyes dart between your eyes and your chest, tongue wetting his lips.
âCan I what?â You tease gently, cupping his face and tilting his head up towards you. He groans pleadingly, brow furrowing up in want. âCome on, tell me what you want.â
Finally, Snotlout presses his lips together and tugs at the bottom of your top. ââŠtake your shirt off.â He whispers. âPlease, please, I wanna-I wanna touch you so bad, babe-â
You shut him up by placing your hands over his and guiding him to lift off your shirt. The look on his face when he sees your bare chest is absolutely beautiful-his brown eyes glazed over with a mix of lust and adoration, his lips parted ever so slightly and his anxious, trembling breaths. âGods, youâŠyouâre so-â his hands copy your movements, tracing from the crook of your neck to your breasts once more. ââŠamazing.â His thumbs swipe over the soft skin and he shudders, then looks back up at you. âI wanna-â he wets his lips again, seemingly a nervous habit of his. âI wanna use my mouth.â
Thereâs a flicker of surprise and something deeper within you-most other partners you had been with, your pleasure was on the back burner to them, a second thought, especially if it was their first times. You hadnât expected Snotlout to be any different. You thought heâd be eager, but more so for the new feelings heâd experience-not for pleasing you. But itâs a welcome surprise, and you nod with an adoring smile. âOkay, then⊠be gentle, to start, okay?â You instruct him, guiding him to kneel in between your legs and cup your breasts. âJust lips and tongue. Alright? Iâll tell you if something hurts, or doesnât feel right. Just explore.â
Snotlout nods, looking at your chest hungrily with intense focus. He leans closer, taking his helmet off and dropping it to the floor thoughtlessly. His warm breath fans over your right breast before he finally closes his lips over your nipple and sucks lightly. You gasp at the suction, hand falling to push his hair back. He looks up at you with those big, brown eyes with the silent question of if this was okay.
âYeah. Like that. Thatâs good.â You whisper delicately. âYou can keep going, try using your t-tongue-â you lose your words when you feel the wet warmth of his tongue on the sensitive bud of your nipple, laving over it eagerly. You feel pleasant vibrations wash over your chest as Snotlout groans around you, his hips grinding down against the mattress. âThatâs-so good, Snot, youâre-so good-â you praise softly, small noises leaving you.
He whimpers against you at the praise and doubles his efforts. âYouâre so softâŠâ He pulls away to give his attention to your other breast, repeating the lapping motion of his tongue. Heâs so enthusiastic, like heâs drunk on the taste of your skin and the closeness, nuzzling closer into you and inhaling through his nose.
âGods, Snotlout-â you moan, taking his other hand in yours and squeezing tightly. He looks up at you again, eyes pleading and desperate. After a moment of consideration, you guide his hand down to the waistband of your pants and underneath, making him gasp and pull away.
âWhat do I do?â He breathes, his hand ghosting over your skin. You wriggle out of your pants and underwear before placing your thumb over his.
âIâll show you.â You mutter, pressing a kiss to his jaw. You guide his hand down to your clit and press him thumb lightly over it. Snotlout responds in a sharp, gasping noise, biting his lip. âThis little, um, nub here is real sensitive.â You explain softly. âYou can try stuff with that, if you want. And keep doing the-sucking.â Your eyes flutter shut as he presses down a bit more and rubs his thumb back and forth over your clit, watching your reactions with an intense focus.
âLike that?â God, he still sounds so uncertain and nervous, even though hes catching on faster and better than any other partners youâd been with before. He was so determined to make you feel good, you could see it, hear it, feel it.
You laugh breathlessly. âYes, baby, just-just like that, fuckâŠthatâs perfectâŠâ you lean back further against the headboard as his other hand returns to your breast.
âYouâre so warmâŠâ he whispers in awe. âDown here-and here.â He places an open mouthed kiss on your tit, taking the nipple in his mouth again and sucking.
You whine and tighten your hand in his hair. âFffâŠyeah, and whose fault is that?â You try to tease, but it comes out strained with want as his movements over your clit grow faster. By now, heâs whining and whimpering against you, his hips grinding down needily as he sucks at your breast. âFuck, Snotlout, Iâm closeâŠâ
That only spurs him on, a high pitched noise leaving him as he doubles his efforts. He switches his mouth to the other breast, working tirelessly to get you to your peak.
âYouâre doing-so good for me, Snotlout.â You whisper, remembering how your praise had affected him earlier. Sure enough, his eyes are wide with lust when he looks up at you. âYeah, just-just for me, right? Youâre incredible, I would never think this was your first time if I didnât already-holy-â your back arches when he experimentally tweaks your nipple with his free hand. âFuck, yes, perfect-youâre so perfect, Snotlout, my-my perfect boy, mine-â
With that, he cries out, his tongue sloppily lapping at your skin, thumb pressing to your clit in tight circles. You come with a shudder, clenching around nothing and bucking into his touch as your clutch his hair tightly.
It takes a few moments for you to truly come down to Earth, mind hazy with the waves of pleasure that was still rushing through you. But you soon become aware that Snotlout is resting his forehead against your chest, breathing heavily while his hand is clasped over his crotch.
ââŠI-Iâm sorry.â He manages after a minute, looking up at you. His face is flushed, a bit tacky with sweat as you cup his cheek.
You laugh in disbelief at the apology. âWhat the hel could you have to be sorry for?â You grin, but then notice how he looks away in embarrassment, pressing his thighs together. It also looks like heâs not straining in his pants anymore, and thereâs some kind of stain-
Oh.
You immediately cup his face and bring him closer, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. âOh, baby, donât worry.â You assure him gently, guiding him to sit beside you against the headboard. âDid you still have fun?â
Itâs Snotloutâs turn to laugh now. âYeah? Of course I did, I loved-everything.â
âThen thatâs all that matters.â You kiss his temple and give him a comforting squeeze before getting up. âIâll get you some clean pants, alright?â
âThank you!â He calls back, watching you wistfully as you leave the room and he slumps down into the bed. This felt like something from a dream. Every second since he had started dating you had felt like a dream, and gods, had he always been this sappy after an orgasm? He was still in that afterglow, abnormally quiet and blinking slowly up at the curling when you returned. You help him change and remove his shirt before blowing out the last candle in the room and cuddling up to him.
âYou really did do amazing, by the way.â You murmur as you wrap your arms around him, chest pressed to his neck. He shudders slightly at the feeling, your chest still damp with his saliva, but he quickly melts into you.
âYeah? I mean-Iâm pretty much a natural withâŠthese things, so. Not too surprised, butâŠâ he boasts halfheartedly, though you can hear the relief in his voice and you smile.
âYeah, I see that now.â You sigh against him, tangling your legs with his. âSo youâre up for messing around again soon?â
His response is immediate, squeezing your hand. âPlease.â
your snotlout smut alphabet was so good that i had to come in here and request some snotlout x reader smut đ€
would you write snotlout x reader (gender neutral or fem reader) after a date night where theyâve had a few drinks and get a littleâŠriled up and the night ends with them fucking :3
no pressure to write this, just thought iâd drop it here in case u needed inspo
Best Rider in Berk - LA! Snotlout x GN! Reader
Warnings: Alcohol use, fluffy smut, so I guess technically dubcon but both parties are 100% consenting, aftercare, Snotlout is in love with you, GN reader, Iâve never written a full length smut one-shot before so bear with me
Word Count: 2,895
A/N: I donât drink and I try to stay away from drinking in general because addiction runs in the family and the only drunk people Iâve been around have been sad drunks so I donât know how to write drunk people LMAO. And it still ended up being fluffy and very love-making and not fucking Iâm sorry đ I promise to put out something more freaky soon. Also, this can be LA or Animated Snotlout, whatever floats your boat! I just wrote it with the LA Snotlout in mind. Hope you enjoy :3
It had been a long day.
A long week, really. Youâd had a date night planned with Snotlout for a few nights ago, but every night, something came up and you had to push it back. But finally, finally, both of you had been able to settle down your dragons a bit early for the night. Now, you were sitting on the table in the empty Great Hall with your third mug of beer in hand and Snotlout was laying his head in your lap. He had been babbling any and every thought that came to mind for the last 10 minutes as you gently played with his hair. âBasically, Iâm the best dragon rider in Berk. âCause you can consider all the-â
âI disagree.â You cut him off, not pausing in your fingers running through his hair. Snotlout immediately pauses and furrows his brow, sitting up straight. âWhat?â He furrows his brow further in confusion. Thankfully, the fact that heâs slightly intoxicated gives you a chance to explain.
âI think you are the second best rider in Berk.â You compromise with a small shrug as he moves to sit beside you.
âTo who??â He exclaims incredulously.
âMe.â You grin smugly, crossing your legs and setting down your mug of beer. Snotlout blinks in realization before laughing breathily.
âMm, well- Yâknow I love you, babe, but-if you ever tried steering Hookfang around-â He feels your hand on his knee and pauses to glance over at you.
âI wasnât talking about riding dragons.â You mutter, raising an eyebrow teasingly. Internally, you cringe a bit at yourself-you were sober enough to know that that sounded like a line that youâd only hear your friends use when joking around, but luckily, you were just intoxicated enough to not let that stop you.
Snotlout pauses, and you can practically see the gears turning in his mind as he processes what you said, before his eyes light up in recognition and excitement. âOh, really?â He replies a little too loudly, leaning a little closer. The alcohol in his system makes him a lot less subtle, youâve noticed, and itâs only proven as his eyes rapidly dart between your lips, your chest, and your eyes again. His tongue darts out to wet his lips, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. âYou, umâŠthink you could prove it to me?â As flirtatious as the question is, you can see the underlying question in his eyes. This wasnât the first time the two of you had gotten it on after a few drinks, but every time, Snotlout was extra careful to ensure you really wanted it. It sends a small flutter through your heart and you nod reassuringly before shifting to straddle his lap.
âI could be persuaded.â
With that, your lips crash together, your hand moving to cup his jaw while the other holds his bicep. You can feel him sigh against you and melt into the kiss, hands landing at your hips. He tastes like the beer you two had shared, and something thatâs uniquely him-a taste you find yourself craving from time to time. His hand moves to your hair like heâs looking for something to ground him when the two of you part briefly to catch your breath before colliding again, this time, hungrier. Your tongue darts out to deepen the kiss, flitting over Snotloutâs, making a soft groan leave him. Thereâs a quiet noise of suction as you pull away and he whines, but you stay close enough to him that you can feel his breaths fan over you as he pants.
âDo we wanna take this somewhere else?â You offer, tilting your head to the side as you take in the sight of him. He looks around as though he only just now remembered where the two of you were and he swallows thickly. âProbablyâŠProbably should.â He admits reluctantly. You nod understandingly, making a show of moving off of his lap that makes Snotlout whine.
âMy place?â You hold out your hand, which he takes gratefully as he smooths his hair down.
âYeah. Y-Your place.â
The moment that you enter your bedroom, your lips meet his again like a magnet, pulled by an invisible force. Snotlout backs into the bed with a grunt, making your noses bump awkwardly. A huff of a laugh leaves you as you cup his chin and press one more tender kiss to his lips before you take off his helmet, tossing it to the side. Heâs immediately tugging at the top of your shirt, asking to take it off.
âYâknow what you want tonight, huh?â You tease, but comply with his needy request. He nods eagerly, taking in the sight of you.
âItâs date night. I can be demanding if I want to.â He mutters, hands tracing your form reverently.
âYeah, but youâre also 2 beers in. I think it makes you a little impatient.â You take his hands in yours and place them beside him. âKeep those there and lay down.â He whimpers at that tone you take on, the one you know drives him crazy. Itâs low, gentle, but firm in what you want. You straddle his lap once more and latch you mouth to his neck, sucking lightly at the skin there as your hands fiddle with the drawstring of his pants. Instinctively, he bucks up into the touch and you smirk against his skin. âLook at that.â You mutter adoringly. âKeep your hips up for a second.â He does as heâs told, lifting his hips so you can remove his pants and underwear. He shudders at the cool air on his skin, looking down at you while you eye him up hungrily. âYouâre so pretty.â You whisper against his thigh.
He looks away, but you can see the flush that spreads across his body. âShut up.â You giggle and press a kiss to his skin, right against the joint of his thigh and his hips. He shivers again. âCâmon, pleaseâŠâ He pleads, his hand twitching at his side as he desperately tries to restrain himself. After a moment, you sigh and tuck your hair behind your ears before finally leaning down to give him what he wants. You take him in your mouth achingly slowly, closing your eyes and savoring that unique taste once again. Snotlout gasps and bites his lip. âF-fuck.â
You smirk and finally begin to move your head back and forth, darting out your tongue and trailing up a vein on the underside of his cock. A breathy, high pitched noise leaves him and for a moment, his hand retracts from the blanket below him before he reaches down and clutches the blanket again, knuckles going white. You hum in approval around him, not halting in your movements, and he yelps. You lift your head so that just the tip is in your mouth, your tongue flicking over the slit and he gasps sharply, chest heaving.
âGods, I c-please, babe, I-â He squeezes his eyes shut, lips parted and panting. Heâs always a vision when you use your mouth on him, with no worries except for whether or not youâll let him finish. Most days, you gave in to those big brown eyes looking at you pleadingly, begging for more.
However, this wasnât one of those days.
You pull off of him and wipe you mouth, making him whine. âWhy-why did you stop?â He whispers, finally opening his eyes to look at you as he catches his breath.
You nuzzle against his thigh and look up at him through your lashes innocently. âWe donât want this to be over before I even get a chance to prove my riding skills, do we?â You murmur seductively. Snotlout pauses at that, like heâs considering a retort to that, and you snort, swatting his shoulder playfully. âIâll answer for you, no, we do not.â
He grins at you mischievously. âI didnât say anything!â
âYou didnât have to!â You roll your eyes with a smile as you shift to sit up against the headboard. âNow, come on. You wanna be a gentleman and prep me, or what?â Snotlout eagerly moves to sit beside you, and you adjust to sit on his right thigh as you work yourself out of your undergarments as well. You feel him rest his chin on your shoulder, looking down at the sight in front of him in absolute adoration.
âYouâre perfect.â He mutters, pressing a kiss to the crook of your neck. He snakes his hands down your waist, resting there to feel you breathe beneath his touch. You turn and nuzzle into his temple.
âYou say that every time.â You press a kiss there, moving one of your hands to stroke his hair. He smiles and glances up at you.
âI mean it every time.â He shrugs as is hand moves between your thighs, using the fluid there to coat his fingers before sliding one inside you. You sink back against him in satisfaction.
âSap.â You retort after a moment. âI forgot youâre also a sappy drunk.â
âI was never a sappy drunk before you.â He begins moving his fingers slowly and a quiet noise rumbles in the back of your throat. âIt works, though, doesnât it? Itâs charming.â
You laugh and look over at him amusedly. âUnfortunately.â
âUnfortunately.â He mimics your voice playfully, and before you can snap back, his finger is brushing against that spot inside you that makes your breath hitch, and you bite your lip. âThere we go.â He whispers, trailing kisses down your shoulder. âFound you.â
âFuck.â You sigh as he adds another finger, eyelids fluttering closed. Itâs only a few moments of him stretching you and toying with that special spot before you grab his wrist to stop him. âIâm ready. Need you now.â
Snotlout nods, withdrawing his hand and sitting up slightly as you move to face him once more, taking him in your hand as you position yourself. âYou sure?â He asks softly, his hand that hadnât been inside you resting at your hip and drawing shapes there.
You smile at his thoughtfulness and lean down, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. âI promise, Iâm okay.â You cup his cheek with his free hand, resting your forehead to his as you sink down onto him. The two of you gasp in unison, his other hand flying to your hip and helping lower you down.
âFuck, oh-fuck-â He whimpers, already panting. You take a moment to adjust to the feeling of him inside you-no matter how many times you did this, it always felt so special.
âGods, SnotloutâŠâ You lean in and kiss him lovingly once more as you catch your breath, making you clench around him. He gasps again and digs his dull nails into your skin, making you furrow your brow at the mix of pleasure and pain.
ââŠWell?â He breathes after a few moments, when you both have mostly caught your breath. âYou gonna-prove to me that youâre the best rider in Berk, or what?â He looks up at you, obviously trying to test you into giving him what he wants.
And thank the gods, todsy, it works.
You lift your hips up all the way, to the point heâs barely inside you, before slamming down so your hips meet his once more, and you both moan quietly. You lift your hips again, not as high, as you build a steady pace that has Snotlout trembling beneath you.
âGods, you feel-ssoo good, Babe, oh my-â He cuts himself off with a whine when you grind yourself down on his hips, giving yourself that much needed friction.
âYeah?â You whisper, bracing yourself on his shoulders and continuing at that pace. You shift slightly with every time you sink down, trying to get his length to rub that spot inside you that makes you shiver.
âI always forget how-how fucking good it feels-â He bites down on his hand before looking up at you and whining again. âYouâre so-so perfect, gods, I-I donât even-â He gasps when you snake a hand under that goddamn vested armor with that stupidly hot low V neck. âDonât know how I-how I got this lucky.â
You speed up slightly as he starts to ramble, as he tended to do when he was inside you, and your hand traces his soft skin under his armor. âBaby, youâre so good for me too.â You mutter, and he whimpers, like he always does when you praise him. âFilling me up so good, so kind and gentle with me, more than-anyone-â You grunt and clench around him desperately. âSo good, so perfect- love you so much, Baby-â
A keening noise leaves him when you brush a finger over his nipple beneath his armor and he moves his hand to rest between your shoulder blades, holding you as close as possible. âHnng, love you- love you too, hoh m-ffuck, Iâm already- so close, youâre so good, feel so-â
âWait for me, baby.â You whisper, but truth be told, youâre not far behind yourself. Snotlout whines, but manages to still himself, his legs trembling beneath you. âCan you touch me, sweetheart? Make me come for you?â He nods frantically, his hand snaking between your thighs once more to touch you just how you like, firm and fast but loving. Only a few moments later, that familiar coil in you begins to tighten, and itâs pleading for you to grind against him and take what you need. Or maybe that was just Snotlout.
âP-please, please, take what you need, I-wannâ make you come, please, love you so much, s-so-hoh, please-â He babbles mindlessly beneath you, still toying with that sensitive spot. As soon as you find that spot inside you once more, you gasp out.
âRight there, fuck-â You drill yourself onto that spot again and again, noticeably tightening around Snotloutâs length. His hand falters for a moment, presumably as he tries to stop himself from coming before you, but even still, the coil inside you snaps and you cry out, yanking his hair and burying your face in the crook of his neck. For a few moments, youâre too blissed out to comprehend anything thatâs happening, just taking in the feeling of Snotloutâs arms around you, while heâs still moving inside you-until you realize that your hips arenât moving, and heâs pistoning up into you with a desperate mantra of âplease, please, pleaseâ under his breath.
You pull yourself together enough to snake your hand below his vest and rub those sensitive nubs once more. âItâs okay. Come for me, Baby.â You whisper against his skin, and thatâs all it takes.
âFfuck , yes, yes-â He whines, his grip bruising in the best way as he thrusts up into you, desperate and needy, shaking beneath you. Luckily, he has enough sense to pull out just in time, taking himself in hand as you press another kiss to his jaw, feeling his release on your back. Finally, you completely sink against him, eyes closed, both of your chests heaving once more, and you can feel how his heart is pounding against you. You move a hand to brush his hair back after a minute and smile dizzily down at him.
âSo.â You grin, and heâs already groaning and rolling his eyes, rolling onto his side. âDo you concede to second best rider in Berk?â
Thereâs a muffled ââŠyes.â from the other side of the bed and you chuckle, moving to spoon him and burrowing into the back of his neck. âThat was a horrible line, by the way.â He adds, still leaning back into your touch. âYouâre lucky I was already in 2 drinks in, or I would have laughed so hard.â
You snort and sit up. âYeah, well, âit worked, didnât it? Itâs charming.ââ You mock him playfully before pressing a kiss to his temple. âIâll go get us a wet rag. Need anything while Iâm up?â
He thinks for a moment as he rolls onto his back. âNo, but thanks, Babe. Might take off this shirt, though.â You nod and leave momentarily, returning moments later with a wet rag to clean you both up. You wipe the remains of his release off of your back before folding the rag and removing Snotloutâs shirt, wiping off the sticky sweat from both of you. He shivers under the cold touch, but glances at you appreciatively.
âSo, you had fun?â You murmur as you put away the rag, snuggling up to him once more. âSuccessful date night?â
Snotlout scoffs and beams up at you. âUnderstatement of the century, but yeah. Successful date night.â You sigh in slight relief at his confirmation and wrap your arms around him, chest against his back. The feeling of his soft, scarred skin against yours was something youâd never get tired of. There was nothing more comforting to both of you than skin on skin contact. ââŠI love you so much. Yâknow that?â He mutters sleepily after a moment.
You smile and press a kiss to his skin. âYou might have mentioned it.â He chuckles and takes your hand, pressing a soft kiss to it. âI love you too.â You add softly. âIn case that wasnât clear.â
