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It’s a whump fic, except Hiccup went through a trauma, whether it is physical or emotional, that only his father knows of, but as he is helping his son recover, Stoick loses his life in the battle with Drago and Hiccup, on top of dealing with this trauma, now has to be Chief.
Drabble: Knot
Hiccup winced as Astrid’s fingers reached his knotted shoulder.
“We gotta get it out, babe,” she said. After dipping her hands into the warm water, she began kneading the tightened spot.
The young chief groaned. He’d thought having a hot spring bath with Astrid would be a relaxing way to end the day. But of course, she’d noticed that he was moving stiffly, and had decided that it would be a good idea to give him a massage.
“Here. Lean against me if you want.”
Hiccup reclined against the blonde, letting out a contented moan as his back met her soft breasts.
Curling her legs around her husband to keep him in place, Astrid kneaded the knot harder.
“Ow! Can’t you be a little more –” He broke off as another rush of pain hit him.
“Toughen up, Chief,” Astrid teased.
“But it hurts.”
“Well, it’s not exactly supposed to be pleasant.”
Letting out a sigh of defeat, Hiccup rested his hand on his wife’s foot. He allowed his thumb to caress the pads of her toes, then slid it up to her arch. One thing he’d promised himself before the wedding was that he’d memorize every inch of Astrid’s body, but he had never gotten the opportunity to study her feet. They were almost always in boots, and whenever they were bare, there were always more urgent needs to care for.
“You have a blister,” he observed as his thumb hit an irritated spot on her flesh.
“I’m not worried about my blisters right now. I just wanna get this Thor-forsaken knot out of your –”
“Ow! Astrid!”
“And it’s gone.” The blonde drew her hands away from Hiccup’s shoulder.
“Hey, it feels better!” Hiccup exclaimed.
“I told you. It works every time.”
Vigcup/dagcup nsft down below
My brain while I lie in bed, eating peanut butter crackers:
... Hiccup is captured by Viggo and Dagur who have teamed up because of common interests (Hiccup lol)
The only problem is, they can't decide who gets to have Hiccup first.
After Hiccup tries (and fails) to flee, Viggo decides that it'd be in their best interest to punish Hiccup to ensure that it won't happen again.
Dagur suggests making Hiccup kiss his boot (what was up with that obsession? LMAO IT'S ALL HE'D TALK ABOUT FOR A WHILE.) But Viggo goes for something more public, and more humiliating.
A public flogging.
So Hiccup has his hands bound to a post, he's shirtless with his back facing Viggo, and Dagur is in front of him.
Hiccup is sneering at Dagur while taking each lash, but after 15 lashes, it's becoming increasingly more difficult to stay silent... And that's when Dagur starts undoing his belt.
He's gonna help Hiccup muffle those pathetic noises, but not with the belt. No no, of course not.
Hiccup's gonna have those noises muffled by sucking his cock. And if he even *thinks* about biting, the lashes will keep coming. <3
Yess, Princess Peach the man!! Astrid, your dragon nerd is on a different island-- or he ain't even *on* an island! He's on a boat, in a cell, in the middle of nowhere, tied up.
Imperfections Chapter 9
And it's up! Read here: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12254073/9/Imperfections