A/N: So, I thought this story was done, but I decided it could use a little, bonus scene, per say. Warning- PURE SMUT- read at own risk.

BONUS SCENE:

Astrid waited in the bedroom. It was completely dark. She giggled to herself as she imaged what she would look like if someone else were to come in and find her first. Thankfully, Hiccup should be home any minute now.

She adjusted the rope that was wrapped around her wrists. Once she heard Hiccup walk in the door, she would quickly throw her wrists back to the post of the headboard, so that the other loop of the rope would catch around it. She was completely naked, sitting up on their bed with her back against the headboard, legs outstretched in front of her.

Maybe I'll get myself started, thought Astrid. She adjusted herself down on the bed, laying back with her head on the pillow. She bent up her knees and brought her joined wrists down, rope dangling. She enjoyed the feel of the rough rope as she tickled it up her body, letting the open loop of the knot graze her hot skin. She was enjoying herself so much that she didn't even hear Hiccup open the front door and walk up the stairs.

What Hiccup saw when he opened the door stopped him in his tracks, he held a candle in his hands to make his way into the room. He had assumed Astrid had gone to sleep, but instead he saw her outstretched on their bed, wrists tied, and smiling to herself in satisfaction as she rubbed herself in her most private of areas. Hiccup felt his breath quicken and immediately felt his arousal tight against his leather riding pants.

He set the candle on the bureau and quickly and quietly began stripping off his riding gear. Completely naked and not able to tear his eyes off Astrid for a second, he quietly made his way to the bed. Before Astrid even knew he was there, she felt his breath on her neck. Her eyes snapped open to see Hiccup, standing next to their bed and bending over her.

"I see you got started without me, what a bad, bad girl you are being." Hiccup whispered into Astrid's ear. "Please, let me." His voice was gruff, commanding. Astrid smiled and offered up her bound wrists, and he expertly grabbed the rope and slipped the open end over the bedpost himself, leaving her completely submissive to him. He climbed on top of her and dipped his head down to kiss her, deeply. She had no choice but to let him do as he pleased. She spread her legs so he could rest his knees between them, and Hiccup took the opening to rub his hands down her body, finding her between her legs; hot, wet, and ready for him. He rubbed her most sensitive areas with his deft and nimble fingers, causing Astrid to cry out in ecstasy. Her back arched and she pulled against the rope holding her hands bound together for leverage as Hiccup caused fireworks deep in her belly. As he pleasured her with his fingers, his hot breath left a trail of kisses down her neck, igniting her senses to his every touch.

"Oh my Astrid," Hiccup breathed against her now tender neck. "You are full of surprises." She smirked to herself. She was glad after years together, they could still drive each other crazy. "Now let me return the favor." He said with a smile. He kissed his way down her body, stopping at each breasts to give them proper attention, down to her navel, nipping at her hip bone, before settling between her legs. The stubble on his chin rubbing in all the right places, tongue working as expertly as his fingers.

Astrid moaned with delight. "Please, Hiccup!" She moaned, "I can't take it anymore!"

"Say it, Astrid." Hiccup replied coolly, even though his throbbing arousal told him he couldn't take it any longer either.

Without hesitation, Astrid moaned out, "Hiccup, my husband, my chief, take me! I am yours!"

Hiccup smiled slyly at her. "Mine?" he said, coming back up to meet her for a kiss.

"Yes Hiccup! I'm yours!" Astrid squirmed as she could feel Hiccup's hardness rubbing against the inside of her thigh, completely powerless. "And Hiccup?"

Hiccup looked up at her, kissing her in answer, "yes, m'lady?" He said, smiling against her lips.

"Your mine! My Hiccup!"

"I am yours, my Astrid!"

And with that, Hiccup slid inside Astrid, hitting her in all the right spots, expertly bringing her to orgasm, following the rhythm he had come to learn after years of practicing the art of pleasuring her. They fell together in orgasm, exhausted yet ridiculously happy.

As they lay in the afterglow and Hiccup had helped Astrid remove the ropes from her wrists, Hiccup smiled at her suddenly. "What would you have done if someone else had come looking for you? What if my mom had found you… like that?

Astrid smiled. "I guess that would be the last time anyone would come looking for us without knocking first." Sending them both into a fit of silly giggles.