Someone suggested an idea for a sequel and... I couldn't stop thinking about it.

-HTTYD-

Hiccup sighed to himself as he hung around outside holding the bags from the clothes shop. His mother was in the cafe he loitered near, cleaning herself up after they fucked in the changing room. He was itching to get her home where they didn't have to be quiet... but Hiccup was also kinda hungry.

When Valka came out of the bathroom, Hiccup was ordering food. She looked at him in confusion, but joined Hiccup at the counter. Her fingers touched his upon the surface, chest straining against her blouse when she leant over under guise of checking the menu she could see perfectly well without doing so.

"Anything else Hiccup?"

"Nope, burger and chips does me fine. Oh, and a bottle of water please."

The girl in the cafe was new... Cami, he thought her name was. A cousin of the Hofferson family, moving to help run someones tractor or lead a choir of horses. He wasn't sure. She smiled at Hiccup, leaning herself forward slightly and, were he so inclined, Hiccup could see down her top to an ample bosom. He didn't, but Valka noticed too.

She cleared her throat to get Cami's attention, lips pursed as she placed her own order. Hiccup wasn't sure his mother was a big fan of strawberry milkshake - he had certainly never seen her order one before. They paid and retired to seats while their food was heated by Eret, the tattooed cook who often popped out to say hello and occasionally jokingly flirt with Valka. He hit on everyone, it was harmless.

And if Hiccup bit his mother until she bruised when they got home, that was incidental.

Somewhere between them ordering and them taking seats - the furthest from anybody else so they could talk without being overheard - Hiccup noticed that a couple of his mothers buttons had come loose. When she sat next to him in the corner booth, his view of her breasts was almost as good as if she removed it altogether. Hiccup leant as close as possible to murmur in her ear, looking out to ensure nobody saw her shudder.

"Did you know your shirt is open?"

Valka always trembled when he spoke so close to her ear. He could turn her into nothing but lust and need with only some whispered words. That would certainly pass the time until their impromptu lunch arrived.

"I can fix it if you like."

"For me, fixing it would be taking it off. You would probably make Eret's day too."

The bag containing Hiccup's new clothes prevented anyone from seeing his hand slide over her lap, stroking her inner thigh and if Valka leant an inch or two closer, Hiccup thought he might just cave and have her there on the table.

Eret appeared with their food before the two could lose sense of where they were, though there was a lovely flush painting his mothers skin that Hiccup knew he was responsible form. The cook almost missed their table when he got an eyeful as he leant down to place their plates in front if them - Hiccup had removed his hand from Valka's thigh but her shirt was still exposing a considerable amount of cleavage.

"Uh Valka, I think you uh, missed a button. Here's your food. Cami's bringing your drinks over."

Flustered, Eret left. Valka pretended to look surprised and did up a couple of buttons. Hiccup lamented the loss and had a momentary urge to just yank it open regardless of anyone around. He suddenly regretted bothering with lunch, wanting nothing more than to take his mother to bed and explore the body that bore him over and over.

Still, it would look terribly suspect to ditch now, so Hiccup picked up his burger and started eating. Cami came over holding Hiccup's water and Valka's milkshake. When the glass went down, Hiccup realised why his mother had ordered such an unusual thing for herself. Her thin lips sealed around the straw and she sucked, sending what felt like the entire blood volume of Hiccup's body south, a little light headed already.

The new jeans he wore weren't worn in, had no give for when his cock swelled further and his hips shifted. Valka smirked around her straw, letting him know it was on. Hiccup pretended to turn back to his food, the effort it took to look away from her sucking the straw monumental. She was utterly indecent and nobody had a clue. Hiccup wiped his hand on a napkin, then slid his clean hand over Valka's thigh and under her skirt.

"Hiccup!"

She hissed, all playful pretence gone when she realised Hiccup was deadly serious. Valka could do nothing but sit still and try not to draw attention to them - Mulch and Bucket were eating at the other end of the building, but there was Cami, Eret and a couple of teenage girls drinking milkshake. Valka's body stiffened completely when his fingers brushed her clit, and Hiccup had to bite his lip to not moan at how slick she already was.

"Better eat your chicken before it goes cold mom."

Valka audibly fought a whimper as Hiccup slipped a finger inside her, the awkward angle making his wrist ache but he didn't care. Just as she began to relax a little in a way that said she was accepting what was happening - Hiccup was beginning to suspect his mother enjoyed the danger - he stopped, pulling his hand from under her skirt and licking his fingers.

"Delicious."

Her flushed cheeks darkened a shade, eyes wide and bright and Hiccup would be amazed if she could hold her hands out without shaking. Hiccup continued eating, cock fit to burst in his jeans but it would be worth it when Valka fucked him like a woman possessed later. When only a few chips sat on his plate and Valka had finished picking at her salad, they shared a silent look that absolutely said "home, now".

Otherwise there would be a very public coming out of their relationship when they jumped each other in the street. Gods, Valka would be sublime pressed against the wall of the library, with its wall painted to look like a sunset and Hiccup holding her legs up as they fucked, everyone hearing how she moaned for him. A true work of art.

The seat was wet when Valka vacated it. Hiccup hastily spilled his water to explain it away before anyone saw, picked up their shopping bags and quickened his pace to catch up with Valka as she headed out. Odin, her ass was fantastic. Hiccup so enjoyed the view of her soft brown skirt hugging the curve.

Their walk back to the car had never seemed so long, and Hiccup seriously considered taking his mother in the back seat. Her fingers played at his zipper, threatening Hiccup's focus until he had to push her hand away so as not to cause an accident. Their home appeared like a magical, glowing haven that beckoned their depraved lusting, car barely locked before they were fumbling to open the front door.

Valka didn't wait for it to close behind them fully before she was kissing him, slamming the door shut with his back whilst ravaging his mouth. He tasted the strawberry sweetness on her lips. Her hands sound into his hair, tugged the strands and scratched his scalp. They kissed until both were dizzy, breathless as they stole each others air.

"Did it turn you on mom? Thinking someone could see me touch you? I thought about putting you on that table and showing everyone how much you love your sons cock."

An inhuman noise escaped Valka's throat as she yanked Hiccup's tshirt up, nails catching on his skin in her haste. Once it was over his hair, she twisted the material until his arms were trapped above his head. She seemed content to leave him like that, unable to touch her in return as she took a step back. Hands shaking with arousal came up to her blouse, slipping each button free to reveal more skin for his hungry gaze. When Hiccup moved, she stopped.

Oh, she was evil.

"Mommm."

He whined, and Valka waggled a scolding finger like he had been caught stealing cookies.

"Behave. Or you'll be going to bed. Alone."

Hiccup promptly shut up, watching as the yellow material was slung over the bannister. Valka reached up, unhooked her bra and placed it on top of her discarded top. Then she was tormenting him further, palming and rubbing at her own breasts. Hiccup felt his cock leak steadily within the confines of his underwear, hips rocking to seek friction involuntarily.

"Do you want to touch me son?"

"Yes!"

Hiccup barely waited a beat to answer, hating his trapped hands and itching to explore her heated skin.

"Tough."

Valka pressed a hand beneath the waistband of her skirt, head rolling back with a soft moan and Hiccup revised his opinion.

She wasn't evil. She was diabolical.

"This is cruel!"

"I told you-uuu" Valka's voice caught on a self-induced moan "to behave."

Hiccup growled.

"At least let me see?"

Her skirt hit the ground, boots kicked off alongside it and she stood naked in their hallway, fingers rubbing at her swollen clit and Hiccup wanted to sob at the injustice of his current situation. If she didn't change it soon Hiccup was going to come in his pants like an overexcited teenager. His hips rocked forward, as though imagining the welcoming embrace of her body surrounding his cock.

"Ride your fingers mom, gods you're so hot."

Despite her chiding, Valka complied and curled her hand to press fingers inside herself. She spread her thighs wider, leant against the wooden post next to the stairs and closed her eyes. Hiccup waited just a minute to enjoy the show before moving while she couldn't see him, falling to his knees and tangling his tongue amongst her fingers. Any protest died on her lips when Hiccup eagerly devoured her.

The long build up obviously helped, his mothers climax soaking Hiccup's face and only her leg wrapped around his shoulder and the post behind her back kept Valka upright as she came with fingers inside herself and Hiccup's hungry tongue. She ran her fingers across his sweaty forehead, petted his hair.

"Bad boy. Whatever will I do with you?"

"Anything you want. Just let me touch you."

She smiled, satisfaction writ on her features.

"Come to bed darling."

Hiccup didn't need to be asked twice, stumbling up the stairs after her with an erection angrily demanding attention and, with some effort, his hands freed from their fabric shackles. They hit the bed hard, groping and rutting like it had been days, months, Hel, years since they last touched. He bit at her collarbone, her soft breast. Valka thrashed, bucked, reached for his jeans.

"Fuck me son, I need you."

They tussled and tugged until his jeans reached his knees, which was all they could wait for as his boxers came down too. He spread her thighs wide, taking a moment to appreciate her bare body utterly exposed to him. They groaned in unison, primal and sated as Hiccup slid inside her. She was soaked in her own slick, the slide like silk inside her and Hiccup was worried he'd explode in seconds.

Valka bit his shoulder, clawed at his chest and pitched like a wild beast as Hiccup thrust into her, reached to pin her arms up above her head in sweet, sweet revenge. Her hips matched his, everything hot and wet and slide, then exquisite pain as she broke free to break skin again. Hiccup was no kinder to hers, pinching her nipple almost cruelly and adding fresh bite marks to her freckled, pretty skin.

"G-gods Hiccup, so good!"

It wasn't. It was bad. It was terrible. Disgusting. Depraved. Illegal. Incestuous.

He loved every fucking second.

Hiccup felt the climax threaten, grabbed Valka by the hips and bent her upwards some more so he could hit her deeper. His mother responded beautifully, shattering perfectly beneath him as Hiccup spilled inside her with desperate, grunting groans of satisfaction.

They seperated slowly, messily. Both were bruised, both bore broken skin. Both were soaked in sweat. Their sheets were ruined. Hiccup dropped heavily next to her, turning his head with a sated smile on his face.

"Wow. If this is the welcome home I get, we can go clothes shopping more often."

She swatted lazily at him, but curled against his chest a few seconds later so he wasn't in much trouble it seemed.

"I'm holding you to that."

Hiccup kicked himself mentally.

He had agreed to it again.

It was definitely because she was naked.

-HTTYD-

It's four am and I am awake writing smut.

This accurately surmises my life.