thinking about predator/prey dynamics with hiccup in which you run from him while he tracks you through the forest, and when he finally finds you he's so pent up from the adrenaline of the chase that he has to fuck you there and then...Oh My God 💔💔💔
pairing: hiccup haddock x f!reader
contents: explicit sexual content, first time creampie, mentions of overstim, not proofread bc i'm tipsy
+ note: long overdue so sorry, but thank you for sending this thirst!! i love himmmm ughhhh ;(
it's his favorite form of foreplay, and honestly yours too—but it's especially fun for him because he likes to let you think you've got the upper hand. he'll even give you a head start, sometimes. let's you run around for a bit until he finds you in the thicket of surrounding greenery, or behind one of the several waterfalls in the area.
when it's suspiciously quiet, though, and you've gone too long without so much as hearing the snap of a twig in the distance, you think he's lost you. and you're always so confident that you've outsmarted him this time. that you've bested him at his own game—but your celebration is always premature, because in those few moments of self-proclaimed victory, you usually end up giving away your whereabouts in one way or another.
"no fucking way," you whisper, though terribly. "i actually lost him this time!"
"lost who?" a voice echoes through the trees, seemingly belonging to no one. you tilt your head to the sky in search of its owner, but find nothing but fleeing birds instead. then, the voice speaks again, only it sounds much closer than before.
"and..." the voice drawls, "i've got you."
before you can even attempt an escape, you're up and off the ground in a second, clinging onto your boyfriend's side as he uses a vine to swing across one spot to another. he's got you held captive in his embrace, and it only gets tighter with every squirm, which he gently admonishes. eventually, the vine slowly comes to a stop, and the two of you drop to the forest floor with a soft thud.
"what's the count now? ten? twenty?" he starts, holding up his hands to count on his fingers, "don't know, lost track. but that's another win for hiccup, and...another monumental loss for milady."
you roll your eyes, feigning annoyance.
"tell me, how does it feel to lose to someone so smart, so handsome, so—"
you interrupt his victory spiel, "so...dead? because if you don't stop talking that's what you're gonna be in the next few seconds."
he throws his hands up in the air as if to surrender, and begins walking backwards. clumsily, he missteps and trips over his prosthetic leg, falling to the ground in an awkward manner. the sight alone is enough ammunition to hold over his head for weeks. it takes the strength of odin to not laugh as he looks up at you with a pained, yet embarrassed expression. for someone so cocky, he had the agility of a newborn dragon.
you take one more look at him before you erupt into a vicious fit of laughter, eyes closed shut as you keel over while clutching your stomach for dear life. in your distraction, the mischievous look he gives you goes unnoticed, and when you finally begin to settle down, he's sporting a frown.
"ha, ha, very funny," he says dryly, sitting up, "laugh at the amputee. it's okay, though, you see, because i actually happen to prefer being on the ground."
"oh, c'mon, don't be a big baby," you tease, extending an arm to pull him up. he accepts it obligingly, and just as you're about to pull him up, he yanks you down on top of him.
"ohhhh," you say, as if suddenly enlightened, "so this was your plan all along, huh? wanted to be close to me? well, hiccup haddock, you are quite the little mischief." smoothly, you maneuver yourself to where you're straddling both sides of his hips.
you let a single hand rest atop his stomach, and inch your fingers up slowly until they stop at the crest of his chest. teasingly, you move your face closer, stopping just a centimeter away from his lips. the finger on his chest swirls in purposeless circles, and he glances down once, before flipping your positions. now it's you who lies on the forest floor.
"it's cute when you act clueless," he breathes, whispering in your ear. his hands are impatient, already making quick work of the ties and lacing on his pants. "you know it always ends like this."
"yeah, but the pretending is what makes it fun, right?" you query with a raised brow.
"like, when we pretend that you've almost lost me? yeah, i guess that is pretty fun," he smirks, head dipping down to kiss your neck. you tug on his hair to pull him back up, earning a soft groan in response.
"i did almost have you!" you counter, pointing a finger in his face. he squints his eyes at you as if to say 'really?', but decides to play into your delusion.
"i know, baby," he says, resuming his assault on your neck, "you'll win next time."
and you know it's a lie. he'll win the next time, and the time after that, and the time after that one, too. he'll have you spread out just like he does now—stripped bare and begging, head thrown back in pure, unadulterated bliss.
in your haze, all you can focus on is him—his breathing, the whimpers he kisses into your skin, the feeling of his cock as it drags in and out of you, heavy and warm. it's debilitating, intoxicating. how he somehow manages to turn you into a liquified puddle of flesh every time. something to be made pliable, that he can build up and take apart effortlessly, like it was nothing.
swiftly, you reach up, encircling your arms around his neck. you pull him down forcefully, and capture his lips in a searing, impatient kiss. despite his inexperience, hiccup's always been a good kisser. he likes to take his time, you see, kiss you real slow, lick into your mouth and drag his tongue across every surface of your teeth—because that's how he learns, by feeling, tasting.
but right now? right now he's insatiable. his hands are all over the expanse of your body, touching, kneading, pinching, leaving marks for you to find come morning. they wander aimlessly before settling on the bundle nerves nestled between your legs. when his callused fingertips make contact with your clit, you arch into his touch, whimpers and curses slipping past your lips.
"think it's time for my prize," he says, fingers rubbing in circles with purpose, "think i've earned it." you know he's teasing you, talking sweet into your ear to get you to come all over him—and it was working. there was no in the whole archipelago more persistent than hiccup. even while chasing his own release, he still prioritized your own, making sure to sync his thrusts with the ministrations of his fingers.
"you're so beautiful, so tight, so—shit—all mine," he mumbles, burying his head into the interstice of your neck. everything he was saying was coming out in unintelligible jumbles. in between his mumbles, you could make out a few clear words, most of which were obscenities and praises. his thrusts, once rapid and powerful, were slowly starting to become irregular. you knew both of your climaxes were teetering on the precipice, you just needed one final blow.
"go ahead, i've got you. let go, love." and with that, your climax came over you like liquid lightning. hot, fast, and powerful. you arched into his body, limbs jerking, hands grasping onto his arms, hair, back—anything to ground you. bring you back down from the stratosphere. for a few moments, everything around you stilled—got quieter. much like the quietness during first snowfall.
it didn't register to you that hiccup had been talking to you until his fingers snapped in front of your face. then, his voice came, and the buzzing in your ears subsided.
"there's my girl," he coos, bringing a gentle hand up to cup your cheek, "almost lost you there." he leans down, kisses the centre of your forehead. lets his lips linger for a few before pulling back to rest his head against yours.
"did so good for me. sososo good," he praises, emphasizing each word with a lazy rut of his hips. the overstimulation is almost too much to bear, so much so, that you have half a mind to push him off—but you don't. somehow you're able to find the mental fortitude to ignore the ever-growing pressure in your core.
motivated, you wrap your legs tighter around him, digging your heels into his spine to bring him impossibly closer. in an attempt to coax both of your releases, you begin to grind down onto him, squeezing your walls around him with every movement. he gives a disgruntled moan in response, accompanied with a few curses.
the little energy he had left was fading. the one arm situated on the side of your head was shaking, threatening to collapse, and the other was beginning to tire. you knew his release would ensue shortly after yours.
"inside, d-do it inside," you nodded, "wanna feel it."
his eyes go big, pupils blown entirely. he almost thinks he's misheard you, actually, he's certain he has—but then you repeat it again, and there's not an ounce of uncertainty in his bones. never has he finished inside of you, he usually opted for finishing on other body parts. parts that didn't end in pregnancy.
but now you were giving him the go ahead, and dear odin, he didn't know what he did for the circumstances to change, for the scales to tip in his favor—but he wasn't complaining. and he wasn't going to deny you, not when you were squeezing on him like that, looking up at him through hungry lashes. no, he could never deny you. hiccup was many, many things, but never cruel.
then, with a few more lazy thrusts, he spills his seed inside of you. thick, white ropes of hot semen fill your hole, and the two of you moan in perfect synchronization at the sensation. he collapses on top of your body immediately after, and you pull him tighter into your embrace. when the two of you gather your wits, he rolls over, turning his body to face yours.
"same time tomorrow?" he jests, shooting you a cheeky, shit-eating grin.
"don't push your luck, i just let you put your seed inside of me." he flops onto his back, puts his hand over his chests and makes a gurgling sound as if he's been fatally wounded.
"you've just killed me, do you know that?"
you squint your eyes at him, waiting for him to correct himself.
"yeah, fair. but you can't blame a boy for trying."
Snotlout Jorgenson (live action version) x fem!reader
Warnings: Smut (18+)
AN: For the sake of this post and all future HTTYD posts, Snotlout is at LEAST 18 years old (in my mind, he is early 20’s) . Wrote this because there is not nearly enough content out there for live action Snotlout (or even Snotlout x reader in general). Also darn you Gabriel Howell for re-igniting my HTTYD & Snotlout obsession
A = Aftercare: The KING of aftercare. He’ll run you a hot shower, then hop in with you and help you wash off. All while massaging your shoulders like his life depends on it. Then he’ll tuck you into bed and crawl in with you for the night.
B = Body Part (their favourite on you & on themselves): On himself, it’s his arms (shoulders included). He loves to flex in the mirror and flex to you anytime he gets. You definitely don’t mind though, because he is actually pretty built. On you, it’s your thighs. He loves to rest his head in your lap when you’re alone together, and he’ll just trace meaningless lines up and down your thighs with his fingers. He especially loves when you play with his hair as he’s laying in your lap. He’d never let anybody else see him this vulnerable, but you’re the exception.
C = Cum: INSIDE. I think this man might have a breeding kink…he absolutely loves hitting it raw.
D = Dirty Secret: He likes to be on the bottom every once in a while. He really enjoys when you’re on top, he’ll be looking up at you during sex with those big puppy dog eyes and just letting himself enjoy the moment. He also would not mind if you tied his hands up to experiment, he’s just not confident enough to ask for it yet. None of this is really a secret between the two of you, but it is most certainly a secret to everyone else.
E = Experience: He’s slightly experienced. He used to get around in his mid-to-late-teen years but he didn’t enjoy it much. He sort of saw it as a right-of-passage thing, but when he started dating you things really started to heat up. He’s learned quite a few tricks since you started having sex and he’s a very skilled man now.
F = Favourite Position: If he’s on top, d0ggy. He loves being able to grab your hips and waist while you’re getting it on, and plus he can get a better grip of your hair from behind (🤭). If he’s on the bottom, literally anything. He does not complain. He’s just happy to be there.
G = Goofy: Absolutely goofy at the right times. Definitely not all the time, but he lets a joke go every now and then. He enjoys it when you banter back to him too, it keeps him from worrying that he’s being TOO goofy.
H = Hair:
1) Upstairs He’s a hair puller. He doesn’t like his hair to be pulled, but you both enjoy it when he pulls yours. He would never do it if you weren’t comfortable though, but he knows you love it. However, he does love when you play with his hair after y’all are done having sex. The feeling of your fingers running through his hair and massaging his scalp just does something to him.
2) Downstairs He keeps himself well groomed. Not necessarily clean-shaven but he likes it neat and tidy. He doesn’t care whatsoever about what you do with yours, he’s just happy to feel the touch of a woman.
I = Intimacy: He loves when it’s just the two of you in his room, curled up under the blankets, talking late at night. He cherishes those moments with his whole heart. It was hard for him to open up at the beginning, but you’ve slowly chipped away at his walls and now talking to you might just be his favourite thing. He also loves when you two have slow and intimate sex. When you spend time just feeling each-other and not rushing to the finish line.
J = Jerking Off: He used to (a LOT) before you started dating. But now he doesn’t see the point when he’s got such a beautiful girl. He’ll only ever do it if you’re away for a long period of time on some sort of mission. But it’s never the same and he always wishes it was you instead of his hand.
K = Kinks: PRAISE KINK. The moment you call him a “good boy” or tell him how good he makes you feel, he’s in heaven. He thrives on words of affirmation and affection.
L = Location: Anytime, anywhere, except in public. He will always be ready for whenever you want him. He won’t do anything in a public place (because that requires letting his guard down in front of people who aren’t YOU), but any private location he can find, you best believe y’all have fucked there before. His secret location fantasy would be in a secluded hot spring.
M = Motivation: When he sees you after a long day of dragon training, he is immediately in the mood. I mean when is he not in the mood? This man is down bad for his girl.
N = No’s: He will never hit you, even if you ask, it’s a hard line in the sand for him. He also would never be comfortable with having sex in a public space.
O = Oral:
Receiving He’s into it if you’re into it. He would never want to pressure you into doing something you weren’t comfortable with, but now that he knows YOU enjoy it, he’s all for it. Gets him turned on just thinking about it.
Giving This man is a MUNCH. I cannot see him any other way. He is down bad for his woman and will give and give to your hearts content.
P = Pace: Slow and sensual, or fast and furious. There is no in between for him. It really depends on both of your moods. Some days the only thing he wants is some slow intimacy, and there’s other times where he fucks like a mad man. He will be sure to cater to your wants and desires first and foremost though.
Q = Quickies: Depends. If he’s stressed out and needs to let the feelings out, he is absolutely into it. But most of the time he likes to take his time with you and not rush through. And honestly it’s hard to find a place in Berk that’s appropriately hidden for a quickie.
R = Risks: He is totally into experimenting with you, as long as it’s not one of his “no’s”. But role-play or restraints? Absolutely something he wants to try out.
S = Stamina: He can go multiple rounds most days, but there are some times where he’s just so exhausted from the days work that he’ll go one round, clean you both up, and fall right asleep. It’s not his fault you’re so nice to lay next to, he can’t help that he falls asleep so quickly.
T = Toys: N/A (we’re in viking times people, i’m not introducing medieval torture devices)
U = Unfair: Snotlout is a total tease. He’ll grab your ass in public when he thinks nobody’s looking, and he knows you love it. During sex he’ll ask you dirty questions when he knows you can’t focus enough to answer, just to show himself how good he’s making you feel. However you are also quite the tease. You’ll get him all turned on at an inconvenient time, and you’ll watch him try to focus on the task he was previously doing (and failing miserably now, because all he can think about is you).
V = Vocal: WHINY. I just know this man is vocal and whiny in bed. Deep breathing, grunting, begging, the works. Now that he’s comfortable with you, he makes plenty of noise. He loves when you make noise in bed too, it really turns him on and gives him motivation.
W = Wild Card: He gets wildly jealous when you’re sitting close with any of the other guys. Not like a toxic level of jealousy, just enough that it makes him squirm. Even though he knows neither you nor any of the boys would betray him like that. He’ll always find a way to squeeze in to the conversation and make it about how he’s big and tough (you think it’s hilarious).
X = X-Ray: Above average size in both length and width. Cut. Keeps it well groomed. Safe to say he’s around 8 inches.
Y = Yearning: A secret yearner. He’ll write poems to you and keep them in his journal, never to see the light of day. He wrote so many that he had to get another journal after only a month. He’ll also draw candid sketches of you when you go on dates, and he’ll hesitantly show them to you once he’s finished. You are always sure to praise his drawings every chance you get because they’re actually spectacular. Deep down, he’s always been a romantic. He’d be sure to show you off every chance he got.
Z = Zzz: If you’re playing with his hair, he’s out cold in 5 minutes flat. He used to have a lot of trouble sleeping but not since you two got together. Now he sleeps like a baby (as long as you’re sharing a bed).
Hope you enjoyed! I’m still VERY new to writing smut so i hope this wasn’t too bad or too much. Feel free to leave feedback in the comments, and reblogs are much appreciated 💗
PS. Snotlout is just a big ol’ softie in my mind. A softie with a hard outer shell. But he’s adorable. A lot of fluff in this post but hopefully there was also enough smut to please y’all 😚 i’ll make GN!reader and M!reader versions eventually too
This is pretty random, but imagine you and Hiccup are exploring a new island and he accidentally touches a strange flower that releases yellow pollen. He acts a little strange at first, but then he's fine. You go back to Berk and you ask Gothi about this flower, and she tells you (or writes, Idk) that this flower is known for producing a liquid aphrodisiac (Idk if I can call it that 🥲).
You go to Haddock's cabin, realize Stoick isn't there, go upstairs, and see Hiccup masturbating, whimpering to feel your touch. When he's finally inside you, he starts fucking you at a very different pace than before, his thrusts faster and rougher, while he moans loudly and whimpers your name.
😃
Hnnnnggngng aphrodisiac scenarios hnngnggnn they get me every time. Hiccup under the influence of an aphrodisiac is so mwah chefs kiss.
I had too many thoughts for this one whoops
18+ content below mdni
When you guys first find the flower and he touches it, you immediately notice how off he seems. It’s like someone knocked him off balance, but before you know it he’s back to his regular self. Mostly. You brush the thought aside but Hiccup doesn’t have that luxury. He begins noticing how sweaty and uncomfortable he feels underneath his clothes. Suddenly his pants and armor are clinging onto him in just the right way to drive him slowly up the walls. By the time you two get back to Berk, he has to excuse himself back to his hut immediately before he starts humping your leg like a dog in heat.
Back at his hut, he’d have his pants shoved down hastily to his mid thigh with the hem of his tunic between his teeth as he jerks himself off to the thought of you. He’s thinking about how you feel when he slides into you and stretches you out around him and it’s driving him insane. He feels almost shameful about the way he’s thinking about you, but the desire and arousal takes over that part of his brain eventually. Soon enough, he starts realizing that his hand isn’t going to be enough to satisfy him. It just so happens that at that exact moment, you step right into Hiccup’s hut, not even bothering to knock at this point in your relationship. Hiccup doesn’t hear the front door opening but you can hear his muffled moans and whimpers coming from upstairs in his bedroom. You walk upstairs and you see him, face flushed red and one hand on his desk to keep him steady while his other hand pumps his cock furiously. It’s either the gasp that escapes you or the creaking of the stairs underneath your feet as you nearly stumble from the sight that alerts him of your presence. He looks at you with such desperation in his eyes and maybe an ounce of embarrassment before begging through the hem of his tunic in his mouth for you to “please come here, I need you”. Ofc you go to him because you aren’t cruel (and for the sake of plot) and he pretty much rips your clothing right off of you. He still doesn’t bother removing his own when he pushes you onto his bed to get on top of you.
Hiccup wastes literally zero time and just slides right into you. You’d have to hold onto him for dear life because this man is fucking you like he’s trying to break you, which is definitely a change from his usual gentle and softer demeanor. And the things he whimpers and moans against your skin, dear lord. The things he’s saying to you drive you insane with need. He’s going on and on about how good you feel when you’re stretched out around him and how you clench down on him. Literally just going on and on about how he needed to fuck you and fill you up so badly and how only you could make him feel so heavenly. You’ve never heard this man say such filthy things to you and you could probably get used to it. Expect like 3+ rounds out of him before the aphrodisiac wears off and also expect to not have a voice afterwards from screaming his name so much. Also expect him to be soooo embarrassed afterwards at how desperate and feral he was acting. If you tease him about it too much, you might just find a little bit of that yellow pollen right on your pillow when you wake up the next morning
a part 2 to obsession w/ hiccup? maybe a little smutty ;)
𝐀𝐧 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝟐
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Genre: smut
Warnings: smut, some unhealthy behaviors.
Characters: Slight yandere! Hiccup Haddock x femreader
Notes: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3
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After another long flight in search of a new island, Hiccup hops off Toothless the moment they land. You slide down after him, stretching your legs from the ride, barely getting a few steps in before a hand suddenly wraps around your wrist.
He doesn’t say anything. His grip is firm, a little too firm, as he pulls you along behind him.
He doesn’t stop until you’re both inside the house. Only then does he release your wrist, striding across the room toward his desk. Without a word, he grabs a quill and starts scribbling furiously, whatever thoughts weighing on his mind pouring out onto the parchment.
You stand there for a second, watching his back, before letting out a quiet sigh. Crossing the room, you plop down onto the bed. The mattress dips beneath you as you stare up at the ceiling, lids growing heavy until you close your eyes.
For a while, the only sound in the room is the scratch of quill against paper.
Then a faint sigh breaks through. You don’t open your eyes at least not until you hear footsteps approaching, followed by a shift in the bed beside you.
You crack one eye open.
Hiccup sits at your side now, gazing down at the map in his hands, brows drawn tight in concentration or maybe confusion. But the moment his eyes flick to yours, you flinch a little in surprise.
With a huff, you turn away, curling onto your side.
There’s a pause.
Then the soft rustle of paper as he sets the map aside. A moment later, he scoots in closer behind you, his arm wrapping gently around your waist, pulling you back against him.
“Still moody?…youre not going to be able to keep up this silent treatment forever”
You don't make any other movements. Hiccup stares at you for a moment before leaning slightly over you so your face to face. His face only inches away you could feel his soft breaths. The brunette doesn't say a word until you finally crack your eyes open a bit to see what he's doing.
At the sight of your (e/c) orbs his lips finally part to speak his voice low. “Im sorry” his arm moves from you waist and up, hand resting on the side of your face. “Youre not quite ready and I understand”
You stare at him then turning your head away not responding for a good moment before opening your mouth. “Do look at me like that… you're making this hard”
A small chuckle escapes Hiccups throat, he turns your head back to face him again. “Am I the worst boyfriend ever?”
“You can say yes but I'd prefer it if you didn't”
Listening to him you can't help the way the corners of your lips quirk up. “No..I guess you're forgiven”
Hiccups smile widens slightly and kisses you on the lips a short sweet kiss which slightly catches you off guard. His gaze flickers from your lips then to your eyes, and back to your lips connecting them again. This kiss being longer than the first and a bit rough.
He pulls away and shifts you onto your back, positioning himself between your legs. His hands on either side of your head.
You notice the hunger in his eyes and slight desperation in his motions. “H-Hiccup” your hand moves to his chest halting him as he leans down to let your lips meet once again.
The brunette Viking stares down at you with amusement watching as you avoid his gaze your head turned away, cheeks flushed.
Removing your hand from his chest and bringing it up to his lips. He softly kisses your palm then your wrist. “You're so beautiful…” he whispers against your skin, intertwining his fingers with yours. His lips then move to your exposed neck kissing and sucking, leaving small purple marks. “I'm so lucky to have you”
Lips slowly course up your jaw the feeling causing you to turn your head back to face him again. Hiccup doesn't waste any time joining your lips again. Think time the kiss being deep and feels a bit possessive as if he wanted to stain the taste of his lips on yours make you only crave his touch.
And it only makes your heart skip a beat and your body relax more. his teeth bite your lip lightly. Silently asking for access. Almost reluctantly you part your lips and immediately feel the touch of his tongue against yours and taking dominance.
The touch of his wet muscle exploring your mouth erupts a muffled moan to escape your throat. The feeling of something prodding at your inner thigh. A heat pools between your thighs then just as you begin to need air he pulls away a thin string of saliva connecting the two of you. “I need you..”
The next few moments were kind of a blur to you as you both were now naked. Your clothes now scattered across the floor.
Your boyfriends cock leaks precum the sight making your whole grip around nothing. Hiccups hands grab your thighs spreading your legs a bit wider.
“God you're perfect” the brunette suddenly drags his finger from your clit to your hole In a few strokes eliciting a soft moan from you. Hiccups thumb slowly circles your clit watching as your face contorts into pleasure.
After feeling your cunt get wet enough Hiccup pushes two fingers into your hole thrusting them in and out listening to the sweet sounds that come from your mouth the pussy.
“a-ah..Hiccup..”
He scissors his fingers and curls them making sure to hit any sensitive spot his fingers can reach. Feeling you get more wet and your walls squeeze him makes his cock twitch. The long appendage begging for some friction.
Hiccup then pushes in a third finger trying to stretch you good for his cock though he believes he has already molded the shape of it in you.
You feel the knot in your stomach tighten and breath quickening. A sure sign of your orgasm about to hit. Your hips unconsciously move back on his fingers maybe to them deeper or to get to your high faster.
Yet your boyfriend pulls out his digits causing you to let out a small whine at the loss. Though you don't have the chance to complain as he drags his tip up and down your folds, against your clit and contracting hole.
“H-hiccup please” your boyfriend glances up at you a small smirk on his face. Though he gives in to your pleas slowly pushing his length inside hearing you let out a small gasp in response.
Hiccups gives you a moment to adjust before beginning to move his pace starts out slow and deep. Your hands grip the sheets as Hiccup also begins to stimulate your clit. Moans freely fall out of your mouth.
His pace doesn't stay for long as he quickly changes it to fast and hard. The sudden unexpected change makes you yelp. Your hand flew to cover your mouth. The sounds of skin hitting skin, muffled moans, and deep groans fill the room.
“Ah..H-hiccup- don't..stop” His hands go to grip your waist pulling down further on his cock. His thrust relentless, you struggle to keep up. The knot in your stomach forming once again.
“W-who was..he?” his sudden voice snaps you out of your small trance. “w-what..ngh..?” you look up at him his brows are furrowed his lips pointed I not a frown. And voice laced with an emotion you couldn't quite catch at the moment.
“You..know what I'm talking about” as he speaks his pace gets faster and thrust gets slightly rougher.
“You know e-exactly what I mean” his grip on your hips gets tighter. The pleasure overpowers the slight pain. Your back arches as you feel him hit a sensitive spot. “A-ah! H-Hiccup can we talk about t-this later?”
Hiccup grabs one of your legs putting it over his shoulder to get his cock deeper. With every plunge into your sopping cunt his tip hits all the right angles. “You were..mm..flirting with him”.
You try sitting up a bit to lessen the abuse to your cervix but he just pushes you back down. You let out a small whine “Slow..down”.
“I saw you. you were touching him…mh..laughing” Hiccups eyes darken with jealousy. Your hands grip his biceps, his pace not letting up. “I-I wasn’t.” The knot in your stomach gets tighter threatening to let go.
“I’m c-close” Hiccup leans down connecting your lips with his in a rough, messy kiss. He lowly moans against your lips feeling your inner walls squeeze him. He pulls back slightly to look into your eyes his hips coming to a halt. Stoping the flow of pleasure.
You let out an annoyed huff having been so close to your release. “Hiccup-“
“You’re mine” he says in a matter-of-fact tone. “Say it” he demands. You quickly realize he won’t start again without you obeying. And wanting to just reach your high you listen “I’m..yours”.
Hearing those words leave your mouth Hiccup flips you on your stomach snaking his arm around you and lifting your ass. As his hips began to move again. Your eyes widen and a small gasp leaves your throat at the sudden change in position.
His pace matches the one from before. Though this time a bit less hard and you quickly feel your release rise again. Hiccup grips your hips nails digging into your skin. He sends a small slap to your ass.
“A-ah! Hiccup don't stop! I'm so close!”
He leans over pressing his front against your back his lips grazing your ear though he doesn't say a word the only sounds coming from him are low moans and grunts.
Your orgasm hits you like a train a wave of pleasure washing over you. Though your boyfriend pushes into you a few more times before pulling out watching his cock shoot out loads of his cum onto your back and the sheets.
You both sit there for a minute catching your breaths before Hiccup gets up grabbing a towel and cleans you up.
After finishing he tossed it aside and climbed back into the bed with you pulling you close against him his hold firm.
In this NSFW Choose Your Own Adventure, growing up with Hiccup means a variety of things --so when he claims he shot a Night Fury, you believe him. But what really happened?
Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III x Fem!Reader
NSFW Choose Your Own Adventure
CW: Violence, Noncon/dubcon
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🎮interactive fanfic "A Night for Two" by RainbowCatsPlease
📖 Episode 2 of 2
Warnings/tags: smut brother, so much smut. Little bit of aftercare. Drunk sex (both participants), pussy eating and fingering. Andddd I think that’s is ladies. ENJOY!!
An: holy FAH the grammar in this is bad. I’m not illiterate guys I swear I just wrote this at 3am and refuse to spell check anything T^T
Of course you’d ended up eventually fucking Snotlout. You were a young woman locked up in a castle all your life, what else did you expect?
You weren’t dumb, you knew what sex was, but experiencing it was a whole different thing.
The first time you ever fucked Snotlout was just a week or two after you’d arrived on Berk. The night you’d beat the shit out of his dad. Oh it was instantaneous the way you’d felt your pussy get wetter with every sip of your mead while you participated in a drink off with Snotlouts father. Snotlouts helmet had been drooping forward over your brows, and his hand wondered between your shoulder and your waist, squeezing you in delight with every round won against his dad. He’d watched as you’d slowly began to take your accessories off as the challenges went on, your shoes, your socks, the tunic you’d completely forgotten about, gods be damned it was amazing.
He remembered having to pull you off of his dad and cary you outside while his friends bullied him to no avail as they drug him over to Gothis place for the night.
Snotlout remembers it fondly, and you eventually did too once your horrible hangover cured. You were both shitfaced drunk, and Snotlout was carrying you bridal style as you mumbled into his ear nonstop about nothing in particular.
“You’re stayin’ at my house because I ain’t walking your drunk ass all the way to headquarters,” he stated as the trudged towards his house near the outskirts of Berk. “If you wanted to sleep with me that badly Lou all you had to do was ask.” You tease gently as you sway your head backwards to watch the world go by upside down.
Snotlout let out a small grunt, one he was able to play off as a struggle up the steep incline but it was really about the tent in his pants. Lou this Lou that, once your drunk ass heard his father call him that you couldn’t stop yourself from saying it either. And it got Snotlout going. Only the closest people called him Lou, and here you were saying his name like that so casually.
He remembers hauling you into his house quietly, trying not to wake his mother up as he crept into his room.
He gently sat you down on his straw mattress, the room much warmer than the air outside, your body relaxing in the heat. Snotlout stripped himself into nothing but his pants, tossing gear to the side as quietly as possible. He was tired. He was so drunk and so tired. But of course he still had to deal with you.
Snotlout gently removed your outerwear mindlessly as you sat on his bed, maneuvering your drunk, half limp body in all sorts of positions trying to get you comfortable and ready for bed. You were left in just your tiny undergarments and your tight pants. You don’t think he realized just how much his manhandling was affecting you. He was utterly clueless until he heard your tiny surprised moan once he jerked your calves up over his right shoulder and brought his strong hands down to grab and your waistband and tug your pants down.
He then froze, realizing the weight of the situation. He smirked, finishing pulling off your pants and quickly leaning over you intimately close as your faces almost touched.
“Doing something for you, am I?” He asked rhetorically as he kneaded the upper back part of your thigh. His hand slowly curving around the front of your body to the crease of your hip where he squeezed harshly, earning another low whine.
Without warning you sat up and ripped the rest of your clothes off, undergarments and everything, leaving you bare on his bed and his mouth hanging lightly with his eyes wide and glossed over. You swiftly crawled over to his figure resting near the headboard of his bed and climbed into his lap a bit timidly.
You’d never done this before, nothing even remotely close. The most you’ve ever done is touch yourself, and you know that’s not what real sex is like. And god forbid, you were desperate to find out what it was really like.
You crawled higher and higher until you were able to ease him to lean back against the headboard, your tits seemingly leaving him in a trance as you had your grab his chin to focus his gaze back in your face. “Do you wanna fuck me? Cause I wanna fuck you.” You said bluntly with a low voice. “I’d love to fuck you *Name* but you’re too drunk, it’d be wrong.” He said with barely controlled lust as his shaking hands tried to guide your hips away from his. Only he was met with pushback, your hips grinding against his, causing you both to moan out slightly. “Snotlout, I don’t think I’ve ever wanted something more in my life,” you say dramatically. “Sober or not it won’t be something I regret and this won’t be something I ended up not wanting to do,” you say confidently as you lean down, leaving trails of little bites and light hickeys on his neck.
“So either fuck me now or tie me up at the end of the bed cause I don’t know if I’ll be able to hold myself back,” you moan as you grind against him again.
He grunts out, using his grip on your hips to bring you down deeper and faster against his lap. “I’m gonna fuck the shit outta you and I’m so sorry,” he said before lunging at you to capture a kiss on your lips. Leaning over you as he began to touch you all over, groping your breasts and massaging your thighs as he made out with you sloppily. You became increasingly more hot and bothered as he trailed his harsh kisses further and further down. Trashing right before your cunt and pressing only a single chaste kiss to your bare lips before you shriek out and yank him back with a harsh grasp to the back of his hair. “Wha-What do you think you’re doing?!” You exclaimed. “What?! I thought we were gonna have sex I thought-” the gears slowly turned in his head, slowly but surely, he pieced together your reaction.
You’d been in a castle your whole life, no men, no boys period, which mean no experimenting, which meant no sex, other than learning about it in textbooks-
“Have you-are you a virgin?” He asks quietly, his eyes wide as he looks back into your not bashful eyes. “Listen-, I-I can explain, I wasn’t allowed to be around boys so I don’t really know how any of this works besides the basics-” you suddenly feel your legs forced open by Snotlouts strong hands and feel his young run a thick, sloppy, wet stripe up your cunt. It felt so weird yet so good. So so good.
You moaned out shakily. “Hey! That’s gross, don’t put your mouth down there!” You try and push him off but he doesn’t even budge a centimeter. “Oh fuck that’s so hot,” he slurs out between small licks and quick maneuvers of his rough tongue on your clit. “L-Lou, what are you-” and suddenly you’re moaning. Uncontrollably. He hadn’t even been at you for a minute, and you could feel this soft white heat that almost made you feel like your nerve endings were cold, like you were getting electrocuted. And you were cumming, hard, really really hard. You whined, the squealed as he didn’t let up. Your legs tightened around his head as he gripped your thighs like a lifeline.
You eventually let up and he emerged, wiping his mouth the back of his forearm and crawling up to meet your face again. “Not so defiant about it now, are you?” He asked teasingly as he leaned down to bite you shoulder harshly.
You were frozen, vibrating with want and satisfaction at the same time. You’d never felt any of these emotions before this harshly, much less ever been able to satisfy them on your own. Once he was done attacking your neck, he manhandled your legs to rest on his shoulders while using his other hand to unbutton his pants.
You broke the series of quiet moans and needy pants with a question. “Are you a virgin?” you blurt out mindlessly. Snotlout paused and stopped what he was doing, letting out a barely noticeable sigh as he looked you in the eye.
“Unfortunately not, they weren’t that great of an experience so I try not to think about it,” he said as he went back to stripping himself of his pants. “Oh I’m sorry,” you said apologetically, almost cringing at the fact that you’d felt like you’d ruined the mood.
He laughs, a dismissive one that states everything was okay. “Don’t apologize, now I get to make your first time the best sex you’ll ever have,” he says cockily as you feel his thick fingers slip between your cunt and enter your sex. At first you were just eager to experience sex, to get something other than just the pleasure of your fingers. So you thought you’d be upset at him using his fingers. But no, gods no, his were longer, thicker, and could reach all your right angles, all the angles you couldn’t get by yourself. It was like heaven.
“L-Lou!” You squeal out only to find your mouth swiftly covered by his other hand as he continued to finger your pussy at a ruthless pace. “Don’t wake up my parents before you even get to feel what my dicks like, that wouldn’t be fun, would it?” He said almost condescendingly as he slowly began to take his hand away from your mouth.
If it was one thing you’d noticed, when Snotlout was drunk, he was a lot more cocky. You didn’t even think that was possible, Snotlout, more cocky? Please. But it really was true, and it was so hot, because now he could back it up majority of the time. The mead made him follow through with his crazy stunts and his usual empty brags. You’d just figured that you’d have to fuck him when he’s not drunk, see what it’s really like to have sex with him when you’re both sober. Maybe he’s submissive-
You were abruptly cut off by something was larger than his fingers entering your cunt. Oh fuck, he was actually fucking you now. You hadn’t even realized he’d taken his fingers out you were so focused on how attractive he was when he was drunk.
“You’re over here daydreaming on me and you don’t even know I’m about to fuck you for real.” He said in a sultry tone as he pushed the tip of his thick cock while massaging the area where your torso met your thighs. “Sorry, sorry.” You said frantically as your tried to focus on him. He leaned over you, pressing your legs that were over his shoulders closer and closer to your chest as he met you for a deep, sloppy, needy kiss.
“Don’t apologize too much I’ll cum too quickly,” he said as if it were such a casual thought. Gods that mead was doing wonders for both you and him.
You then felt him begin to slowly piston his hips, at first he was gentle, laughing at your muffled moans as you tried to stay quiet. He quickly joined you, tiny noises escaping his mouth as his speed began to gradually increase. You felt him do everything without you needing to ask. He hit all the right spots and slowed and picked up the pace right when he needed to.
Now you really needed to fuck him sober because the Snotlout you know can NOT be this much of a womanizer to know what the hell hes doing.
“Lou, Lou please.” You whine for no particular reason. You didn’t even want anything from him, you weren’t even asking him to do anything, you just needed to whine his name.
Meanwhile Snotlout was loosing his fucking mind. He was going insane. He was watching your tits move and feeling your ass ripple with every harsh thrust. And gods your pussy was tight, so tight that he knows his cock felt good for you, which made him all the more confident. He wasn’t some sex god, that’s for sure, but he sure as hell remembers how awkward and unpleasant his first few times were with random hookups that he was so determined to give you the best first time ever.
“What? Dick too good for ya?” He says cockily as his pace slightly quickens. Watching your hands fist his sheets and feeling your legs clench around his upper back. “I’m cumming!” Was all you were able to get out before your brain was clouded with thoughts of nothingness. Nothing but a pleasure you’d never experienced before.
Oh boy and Snotlout felt it, if it was even possible, your pussy had gotten even tighter, and he watched as you struggled to keep your eyes open and not grab at his sheets. “I’m close too *Name*, just hang on a few more seconds.” He said as he continued to fuck you through your orgasm.
Your body felt like you’d ran a marathon and lifted a thousand pounds, you were spent. And you felt the stuttering pace of Snotlout and you knew he was close. You moaned at the loss of him as he quickly pulled out, cumming on your lower stomach. You both tried to catch your breath and just sat there in a comfortable silence.
Snotlout was the one to speak first. “So, enjoy yourself?” He asked as he retired to casually sucking and biting at your neck like he had before. Like he hadn’t just fucked your brains out. “Yeah, yeah definitely.” You say as you softly pant.
Without warning, Snotlout stood up and took you with him, earning a surprised gasp from you as he laughed at you. “I’m just taking you to the bathroom, we don’t need to go to bed all gross.” He said as he sat you down on the large wooden counter as he pumped some water from a steel spigot.
He’d spent only a few minutes cleaning you both up because he was exhausted, and frankly so were you. Once you both were clean he’d carried you back to his bed, laying you down gently before climbing in after you. He didn’t even bother to put either of your clothes back on you, you were both too tired to care.
“I’m gonna have to fuck you when we’re both sober because there’s no way you’re like this every time you have sex.” You blurt out the thought you’d been thinking of since he first started acting more confident than usual. You watched as the blush on his cheeks from the booze turned redder from embarrassment.
“You’ll just have to fuck me again and find out,” he said with a shrug as he snubbed out the oil lamp that had been burning ever since the foreplay. You felt his hands maneuver you however he pleased and get comfortable to go to bed, both of you not staying awake much longer.
Your first time was amazing, you had to admit. You wouldn’t have wanted it to go any other way. But damn it you really had to find out how he fucks sober.
**Hiccup and Astrid kissing heavily, tearing at each others ceremonial wedding clothes.**
Astrid: **Straddles Hiccup on their bed** You have no idea how long I've waited for this moment.
Hiccup: **Joking** What? You've fantasised about us having sex for the first time?
Astrid: *dead serious** Yes.
Hiccup: W-what?
Astrid: Ever since I realised my feelings for you, I've imagined this moment, being atop of you, or you being atop of me. Visualising your face, whether it be flustered pleasure or lustfully hunger, with your eyes always being the same, filled with love as we finally join as one.
Hiccup: Astrid...
Astrid: And now, I don't have to imagine because I get to see it and feel it. **Reaches for his under garments but Hiccup grabs hed hands.** Hiccup?
Hiccup: **Nervous and avoiding eye contact** Astrid... I... I just don't want to disappoint you by my...
Astrid: Hiccup. I stood by your side for years because I love you, I married you because I love you. I don't care if its big or small, because your heart and mind is what won mine. **Leans down to Kiss Hiccup and trails kisses down his body until her face is level with his crotch.**
Hiccup: A-Astrid-!
Astrid: Shh. Relax, **Pulls down his underwear slowly** I want this. I want you. All of you. Big or sma- **Feels something thick hit the underside of her chin.**
STAGE 1: SHOCK
Astrid: **Wide eyes and jaw nearly touching the bed** H-Hiccup?! What the fuck?!
Hiccup: Gah! I knew it. It's too small.
Astrid: Hiccup, how in the ever living Hel is THAT small?!
STAGE 2: CONFUSION
Astrid: No, seriously, how have you hidden this?! How do you fucking walk with it?!
Hiccup: W-well, I- uh
Astrid: Wait. When we were making out that one time at the Edge and I said I felt something large poking me, you said it was the Dragon Eye... Was that your cock?!
Hiccup: I-I didn't want you to think I was a pervert.
STAGE 3: EVIDENCE GATHERING
Astrid: **Hesitantly wraps her hand around it**
Hiccup: Urf! A-Astrid...
Astrid: Freya- Hiccup, my fingers aren't touching. Its thicker than my axe handle. **Puts her forearm beside it** Its as long as my fucking arm...
STAGE 4: BARGAINING
Astrid: M-Maybe we should w-wait until I've gotten ready for this. Maybe if I talk to Valka, she may have some advice.
Hiccup: Why would we involve my mom?!
Astrid: Hiccup, I can only think of one man on Berk who'd have a cock just as big, and your mom fucked him. She'll know what to do.
Hiccup: I'd wish I had a small dick if it meant you didn't bring up my parents' sex life.
STAGE 5: ANXIETY
Astrid: Get it together, Girl. You're a Hofferson.
Hiccup: Pretty sure we just had a whole ceremony that changed you from a Hofferson to a Haddock.
Astrid: You've rode a dragon you just barely trained to fight a queen dragon. You’ve faced a screaming death without fear. You've trained a wild, hostile dragon while blind. You can do this! Then again, you done would you could to avoid being stabbed with claws, teeth and stingers, now you’re about to have THIS thing inside you.
STAGE 6: RESOLVE
Astrid: **Takes a deep breath and gains a look of determination that Hiccup fell in love with.** Okay. Let's do this.
STAGE 7: ACCEPTANCE
**Loud slapping noises and moans and groans coming from the Chief and Chieftess' home**
**Slap!Thwap!PlatPlatPlat!**
Astrid: **Bouncing on Hiccup’s cock** Oh, fuck yes! 💕💕💕
Hiccup: A-Astrid! *Barely keeping up with his thrusts**
Astrid: Oh, gawds! Its~ Tearing me apart! But I love it! I-Ah! Won't be able to- OH~♥️! W-walk after t-HISSSSS! GAWWW!
Hiccup: Astrid, you're so warm! NRG! And tight!
Astrid: No! Y-You're just- Ha~❤! Fucking BIG! Ha! Ah! AHHH~💕! E-even iF!-💕 I wanted t-to be unFAIthFUL- so fucking full~💓 n-no man w-would evER be able to FEEEEL MEEEE!♥️ HAAAA~💕! I'd- be too stretched OUT! By your massive FUCK meat!💕💓♥️
warnings: jealousy(the green-eyed monster), praise, degrading, 18+ content, cream pie, not edited in the slightest, the idea is kinda over used but idc, angry sex
author notes: reposts are greatly appreciated! also finished exams so im able to write now, very excited to get into this!!
what you want?
uh oh, you had undoubtedly done it this time. at first, it had seemed like a totally innocent idea, but it had gotten out of hand, it wasn't your fault that the skirt you were wearing rode up every time you bent down in front of hiccup. there was something in his eye. Every time you bent down, a look that you almost couldn't place, it was almost primal, in the kind of way a hunter would look at its prey.
you loved it. you wanted more of it, and then a thought came to your mind. you gave him a polite smile, making your way in slow strides. Over to Snot lout, you crouch down next to him, and place your hand on his thigh. "wow your so smart I never noticed" him being totally oblivious, didn't understand the false nature of your compliment. But hiccup did, he knew that it was to riel him up and make him jealous. he stood up abruptly rushing towards you and snatching your hand off his thigh, yanking you away yelling some nonsense about you feeling sick and needing to go home.
he drags you out the door, throwing you over his shoulder as he makes his way to your house, the walk wasn't far and you were kicking and complaining the entire time, as if you hadn't caused this, as if this wasn't your desired reaction. he reached the threshold of your house and barged through the door making his way to your shared bedroom. you continue to wriggle, grabbing onto beams and doorways as he makes his way through the house. a futile effort on your behalf . he reaches his final destination, and gently throws you on the bed.
he looks at you with a predatory look in his eyes "What was that about huh?" he says this as he makes his way across the bed, hand snaking its way up your thigh. you decide in that moment that your going to play dumb, you've already committed to this act so you may as go all in. "what act?" you ask dumbly. he grabs your thigh roughly, other hand grabbing your chin and pulling you towards him. "you know exactly what i mean. or would you rather i just teach you a lesson?" he smirks knowingly at you, he wasn't dumb he knew you'd done it all for attention.
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and thats how you gotten here. your arms and legs ached as you felt him roughly pounding into you, moans echoing throughout the whole house. he was unrelenting and he was taking all of his frustrations out on you. his hands gripped tighter on your hips, pulling you to meet his thrusts.
your arms give out due to the speed and force he's fucking you with, your face meets the mattress, moans lost in the fabric. he's not slowing down, his groans and small moans show just how lost in your pussy he is. he spews out sweet praise, contrasting it with the perfect amount of degrading.
"your so pretty like this" "Wish I could have you like this all day honey" "You're doing so so good for me baby, just a little longer im almost there" Sweet pet names and sweet nothings running through your veins as he fucks you better than he ever has. once he gets closer his sweet praise switches to taunts and degradation. "aww poor baby cant take it anymore?" "isnt this what you wanted, pathetic whore"
his thrusts speed up, showing how close he is. you orgasm not too far behind you, the burning pleasure almost too much to bear. your moans and his groans make a beautiful symphony as you both grow closer, the way he strokes against your velvet walls drives you crazy. your body could only ever feel like this for him. white flashes over your eyes as you reach your release. squirting all over him. the sweet feeling of your pussy clamping on him sends him over the edge as he groans and presses his hips flush against yours releasing his seed deep inside you.
he pulls away, his cock covered in a mix of both of your juices. he flips you onto your back momentarily in awe of the way his cum rolls out of your clenching hole. then he speaks.
"hope your little game was worth it honey"
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and thats it for today ladies, gents and non-binary pals! this is a little low effort because i started it during exams but im glad to finally be getting it done now!
