It was as if he had become a teenager again, spending hours in bed making out with the girl of his dreams. He had all but forgotten the outside world and any other obligations. All that mattered was this secret stolen moment.

Her thigh brushed against his arousal, making him groan in her mouth. She ran her tongue against his teasingly before nibbling on his lip with a small smirk. He narrowed his eyes, turning them over so she was the one pinned underneath his weight.

He pecked her on the lips a few times and then worked his way down to her neck, biting and sucking on the sensitive skin there. She gasped and moaned, taking a fistful of his soft hair between her fingers. He could see bruises already starting form from his love bites and took a silent moment to admire his handiwork.

She was less patient than him and wrapped her silky legs around his waist to pull him back down to her again. He responded by rutting against her, only the thin material of her lacy thong and his boxers separating them. He swallowed the gasp she let out at the sensation and licked his way back into her mouth, sucking on her cherry tongue.

They didn't have sex, he wanted to take it slow for both of their sake. Things were still too uncertain and difficult. But he ended up fingering her again, using three fingers this time. She looked so beautiful as she came, crying out his name in sheer pleasure. In return, he let her rub him over his boxers and suck on his tongue, wrapping her lips around it and moving back and forth. He could only imagine how amazing it would have felt to have her do this to his cock.

T

After taking a shower, separately (much to Astrid's disappoint), they cuddled on the couch while watching an animated movie. Astrid seemed very enthralled by the entire experience, eyes budging in fascination and delight. Hiccup kissed the top her head when she let out an unexpected giggle.

He knew Snotlout, or Heather really, had invited him to the family dinner but he doubted that he would be able to attend. He couldn't bring Astrid with him, that would be a really bad idea even if they somehow managed to disguise her. Which was highly unlikely given that Heather had been Astrid's best friend since they were toddlers. She was also the one who had later encouraged Astrid to pursue him; Heather's nerdy fishbone of a cousin next door.

Hiccup felt his heart squeeze at the memory of Heather breaking down by the gravesite after she thought everyone had left. She didn't as much as shed a tear at the funeral or even upon first hearing the news, attempting to mask her pain and deny what had occurred.. just like him. It worked until the pain was no longer possible to ignore... He had never seen Heather sob the way she did that day and had cried along with her while watching from distance.

Astrid traced something over his chest, pulling him from his thoughts. He stroke her long hair subconsciously. Sometimes it even looked silvery, depending on the lighting, but most of the time it was like a fine sheet of shimmering gold.

After the movie was finished she turned to him with a small pout. He resisted the urge to kiss it away. "What is it?"

She blushed. "I think my boobs are growing and it's starting to hurt," she mumbled with a cute grimace, palming the cups of her bra slightly.

Hiccup frowned, dismayed by her discomfort. "How.. bad is it?" he nearly stammered.

She unbuttoned her shirt so he could see how her breasts were about to spill out of her bra. It was barely able to contain them any longer. "Very bad."

Hiccup licked his lips and then shakily turned her around so he could unclasp the bra. Astrid let out a sigh of relief as her boobs immediately sprang free, looking even fuller and more gorgeous than he remembered them to be.

He rested the weight of their softness in his palms, even giving them an experimental squeeze. She let out a wanton sound in response and he could see her nipples grow more erect. Hiccup sucked slightly on Astrid's bottom lip before leaning down to take one delicious nipple into his mouth.

"Hiccup!" She cried out his name, her blush spreading down her neck and to the top of breasts, making them stand out even more.

Hiccup sucked and held the nipple between his teeth before flattening his tongue across it. He ran his tongue back and forth, making Astrid grow more and more vocal and aroused. He took turns on both breasts, paying both the same amount of care and attention.

After some time, he pulled back and looked at the beautiful bruises forming all over her chest. He pinched and pulled on both nipples at the same time, making Astrid shiver.

"Do this feel better?" he murmured.

She opened her eyes and nodded. "They are very sensitive, I think I could come just from this, or if you fucked them with your cock. That would feel amazing."

"You can... come from that?"

She smiled adorably. "Why don't you see and find out?"

Hiccup actually entertained the idea for a moment. Her tits were just the perfect amount of firm and full. Astrid arched her back slightly and they jiggled before him teasingly, almost begging to be fucked.

However, he was as usual interrupted by someone at the door. Hiccup squeezed her breasts together and gave the nipples a few quick, long licks and sucks before helping Astrid put her bra back on. It wasn't without difficulty and the fabric looked like it might end up being torn apart from the pressure.

After Astrid had buttoned her shirt back up, Hiccup went to greet their unwanted guest.

He resisted the urge to groan and roll his eyes when Snotlout stood on the other side.

"What's up, Cuz?" he asked with a devilish grin. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything."

Hiccup folded his arms, unamused. "Why do we keep this doing, Snotlout?" he asked in a tired voice. "It's the same thing over and over and over again."

Snotlout feigned offense, placing a hand over his chest in mock-horror. "It's almost sounds like you don't want me here, Haddock."

"Gee, what gave you that idea?" Hiccup muttered sarcastically.

Snotlout rolled his eyes and pushed past him. "I'm here to pick you up for the dinner party."

Hiccup groaned. "I'm not going Snotlout. You know I can't leave Astrid by herself."

"Then bring her with you," Snotlout commented offhandedly.

"Really?" Hiccup asked him in an incredulous tone. "Bring a clone that looks like Astrid to Heather's party? Yeah, that would work out just great! It's not like Heather would call the cops on me or try to have me admitted to a mental hospital again. Or both."

His cousin at least had the audacity to look embarrassed. "Okay, bad idea. But you have to come Hiccup. Heather made me promise her that I would get you to come!"

Hiccup pinched his nose in frustration. "And what about Astrid?"

Snotlout shrugged. "We'll figure something out. It will only be for a couple of hours."

T

He decided to leave her with one of his old smartphones in case of an emergency. Fortunately she was very up to date with how technology worked and knew her way around a phone. She most likely programmed to be able to adapt to her environment.

"If there's any problem just give me a call," he told her gently. "The food in the oven and I'll put a movie on. Uh, what would you like to see?"

She smiled innocently. "What am I choosing between?"

Snotlout entered the room with a bunch of lewd DVDs in his hands, making Hiccup turn crimson and scratch his head in emberassment.

"This is my favorite collection," Snotlout declared proudly, showcasing his porn. "Maybe you will learn something new, kiddo."

"Yeah, that does not sound creepy at all," Hiccup muttered under his breath.

"Oh, shut it you," Snotlout snapped and then pulled forth a gift bag from behind. "It's brand new and it even came with batteries."

Astrid blinked at him, confused. She looked over at Hiccup questioningly before accepting the bag. "This is.."

"A dildo," Snotlout interjected. "Something to keep you busy while your master Hiccup is away."

"This is stu-" Hiccup tried to interrupt but Snotlout cut him off instead, "-A sex toy for your sex toy. It will keep her happy."

Astrid stared up at Hiccup, biting her lip. "Do you want me to pleasure myself?"

"I just don't want you to be in pain," he clarified with an awkward shrug. "I know you can't.. finish off by yourself but this might help a little. I, uh.. give you my full permission to.. make yourself feel as good as you can."

She smiled brightly. "Thank you," she said and hugged him tightly. Hiccup patted her back lightly, feeling uncomfortable being this close to her under Snotlout's scrutinizing gaze.

T

The dinner was a drag. Not unsuccessful by any means, the food was great but... the overall event was quite.. boring.

Hiccup had now finished his second plate of the entrée while waiting for the main course to arrive. Dagur was still speaking animatedly, possibly the only one making any effort to keep the atmosphere in the room light. Heather's fiancé, Finley, was on a strict diet, which meant he was not permitted to eat more than what Heather allowed him; less than a half-portion. And he was practically sulking all the way through the meal. Snotlout's on-and-off-and-on-and-off again girlfriend, Ruffnut, kept stealing Snotlout's food. She shared it with between herself and her twin brother. Which was clearly very irritating to Snotlout and was making him regret sitting next to her. He couldn't even begin to understand why Heather had invited Ruffnut in the first place.

"Will you stop that?" he hissed at the tall, lanky girl. "Keep your hands off my plate!"

Ruffnut chuckled in response, ruffling his hair like he was a child. "No can do, Snottykins. Learn to live with it."

Snotlout let out a loud groan of frustration.

Hiccup swore he could see Heather smirk into her wine glass. Huh.

His attention was suddenly caught up in a whole different matter as his phone alerted him that he had received a new text message.

It was from 'Divine Beauty', which was the alias he had chosen for Astrid in case anyone were to snoop through his phone. Better safe than sorry.

'I miss you.'

His heart swelled. With shaky fingers he typed back. 'I miss you, too. How is it going?'

When he lifted his eyes up, he noticed that Heather was watching him closely, most likely wondering who he was corresponding with.

'Not so good. I really miss your touch. :(

Hiccup sighed to himself. Just as he was about to reply, he received a photo on his Snapchat. He found it strange that it came from Astrid's number. Had she really made a Snapchat account?

He clicked on it and nearly dropped his phone down on the table in shock. Thank God he had not actually done that because the shot was of Astrid.. topless and seductively cupping her breasts. The caption said: 'And they miss you, too.'

Hiccup felt himself stir in his pants.

"Are you alright?" Heather asked, catching him off guard. Hiccup locked his phone, turning the screen blank before he set it down on the table. "Who are you talking to?"

Snotlout looked at him with a glint in his eye. "Yeah Hiccup, who are you sexting with?" he asked slyly.

"I'm not sexting, Snotlout!" Hiccup snapped back. "It's.. my mom," he lied.

Heather's face immediately grew concerned. "Is everything okay with Aunt Valka? I knew I should have invited her. Why didn't I?"

"Everything is fine," Hiccup clarified quickly. "She just wants me to visit... Says she misses me."

Heather visibly relaxed and Hiccup almost felt guilty for lying. He knew Heather still blamed herself for Astrid's death, no matter how irrational that was.

..If anything it had been his fault. He should never her let go out that day. His appetite was suddenly all but lost.

Hiccup then received a much needed distraction but he decided not to view the message at the dinner table. "I better call her up," he said, standing up. "Be right back."

He went up to the second floor and locked himself in the bathroom.

He had made the right decision because these were more racy pictures. But on contrary to the previous shot, Astrid looked more to be having fun rather than look sexy. She was laughing and somehow managing to make herself both naughty and adorable at the same time.

He decided to call her out on her shenanigans. 'You are playing a very dangerous game, young lady.'

It took all but a moment to receive a reply back.

'I'm a dangerous girl :) Did you like them?'

Hiccup licked his lips.

'Yes.'

He felt his heart rate pick up in anticipation.

She had sent him a video this time and he was almost afraid to find out what it was.

Turning the volume down on his phone, he clicked on play.

Astrid appeared on screen. She was wearing a skirt and a bikini top, and she was.. dancing? And not in a sexy way but in a dorky, silly way.

'Disappointed? :-D'

Hiccup furrowed his eyebrows in confusion and slight amusement. Don't get him wrong, he found her dorkiness endearing, it reminded him of his wife, but this was certainly not what he expected in the video, especially not after the racy images she had sent him. And she was right, a part of him did feel disappointment.

'I didn't know you liked to dance.' He replied back lamely.

She sent him a 60 second long video in reply and he felt nervously excited again.

It was more goofy dancing apparently and then her eating the dinner he had made her. She licked her spoon suggestively and moaned in satisfaction, making him feel hot and bothered under his clothes.

Hiccup hated himself for wanting a different kind of video from her.

'Come home soon please. I don't like being alone.'

He smiled warmly.

'I will, I promise.'