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What's wrong with me?	By : ItwasMerlin Category: +G through L > How to Train Your Dragon Views: 77005 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 12
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A/N hey, Merlin here. sorry its taken a while been super busy. Thank you for your feedback. i have no beta so do expect mistakes. I hope this is okay, im not sure its been a struggle this one. Please do leave a review.
Not sure what else to say , so please enjoy and read my bottom Authors note
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Merlin

What’s wrong with me?
Chapter fourteen
Sorry about your BIG day
It had been a month exactly since the death of Stoick the Vast, and Astrid was happy that finally her husband was showing signs of being back to normal. It had been an emotional ride to say the least, but she had to admit, having his mother around had really helped. While she kept to herself, she had been a rock for the son she abandoned, and it had made her job easier having more then just herself around to try and pick Hiccup up.
Berk itself was slowly on the mend, defenses were being tightened and buildings rebuilt with Astrid taking on a huge amount of duties now she was Cheiftess of the hooligan tribe. Admittedly that had died down after Hiccup had time to grieve, but it didn’t mean people still didn’t sometimes seek her out for advice.
As for the other problem she faced, the Mildew problem, it had been silent on that front and that was something she was more then happy about, even though he had threatened something would of happened sooner. Some people even blamed the attack on some form of punishment from the gods for the horrid impending union of Mildew and Ruffnut.
Being that the weather was getting colder, that morning Astrid had, along with the other riders of Berk gone on a mission to supply as many logs as they could for heat.
“ So Astrid, Hiccup treating you well? If he’s not feel free to come see a real man.”
Astrid rolled her eyes atop of Stormfly as she heard the ridiculous babble coming out of Snotlouts mouth. Not even bothering to answer, she called out to the group of her, Ruff,Tuff,Fishlegs and Snotlout to fly down to a dense opening of forest. Without Hiccup here, who was back in Berks village sorting other issues, Astrid was in charge. Though Snotlout didn’t seem to enjoy that fact.
As they all landed atop their dragon’s, it seemed Snotlout had verbal diarrhea as he dismounted Hookfang, he mentioned something everyone had agreed not to mention to Ruffnut.
“ What about you then Ruff, if your not marrying that ugly old hunk of bones anymore then hows about getting some of this.”
“Snotlout..” Astrid warned as the short, stubby Viking tensed his biceps. It didn’t seem to faze the blonde female twin though, instead she merely smiled, manically, but a smile none the less. But when she replied, well… alarm bells began ringing for Astrid.
“ Just so you know, the hunk of old bones is more then enough man . And Mildew is talking right now to Hiccup about us getting married.”
Everyone but Tuffnut and Astrid looked at Ruff uneasy, while Tuff seemed happy for his sister, though that was down to the Loki stone, Astrid showed nothing but worry. She had broken the deal she made with Mildew, leaving someone she cared dearly for in Ruffnut to the wolves. But she was stuck between a rock and a hard place and didn’t seem to know what to do next.
“ Snot, Fishlegs and Tuffnut you take the east woods and me and Ruff will take the west.”
They all nodded to Astrid's order’s, she after all was second in command of the whole of Berk now. But really the blonde wanted to get Ruff alone. Jumping off her dragon, Astrid shuffled forward slightly, allowing Ruffnut to sit behind her as the two flew off together leaving the rest to carry on with their duties.
Once she found a spot, Astrid called to Stormfly to land, with the two Vikings then jumping off. Once both were down, Astrid then turned to Ruffnut who had already set about looking at the different trees .
“ Ruff, girl to girl. Is Mildew really who you want to marry? Do you really love that man?”
Ruff turned, a smile… a psychotic smile but not out the ordinary for the Thorsten twin adorned her face. Little did Astrid know, that Mildew had given permission through command, for the twin to be very in depth about what they got up to. So the reply shocked Astrid.
“ He fucks me better then anyone ive ever been with, and his cock feel’s so good when it’s inside. What’s love got to do with it.. Ever since he fucked me on your wedding day, we've been at it ever since.”
“ My wedding day..?” Astrid didn’t know why, but Ruffnut’s words made her want to know more. She had assumed as much, but never clarified it, not that she could of. But as she heard the words, a feeling she despised and felt shame from bubbled in her chest. When Ruff nodded, she couldn’t stop herself from asking more.
“ What happened…”
“ He whispered for me to meet him outside, out near the steps of the great hall.” Ruff said, her voice cheery, and lust evident as she remembered the day. But with the command to be in detail with Astrid, she didn’t pull any punches.
“ When he came, he pulled down my tights and fucked me like a bad dog” Ruffnut said, licking her lips as she did. “ And I couldn’t not cum, and when he came in me it only made it the better. That old man can fuck Astrid, you should try it some time.”
Astrid didn’t reply as Ruffnut left and once again began scanning the area, her mind showing her images she tried to forget. Moments she wish she could unsee, could take back. But her mind instead continued to show her the memories of Ruffnut being fucked in Mildews home, fucked in her clothing. She could hear his voice growling her name, the chieftess swallowing, hating the fact her pussy was moistening at the thought but worse of all… she hated the jealousy that was running through her.
Trying to gain a footing back, she then continued on with the task at hand, but all she could think about was what Ruff had said.
Later that evening….
Astrid lay beside Hiccup, both of them close and cuddled together as they causally chatted the evening away. It had been a long day for them both, and with each now being in high positions of power. They both knew moments like these meant everything . Unfortunately for Astrid, Hiccup was about to reveal something that made her heart rattle from her chest.
“ So I spoke to Mildew earlier..” Hiccup said, the name clearly not one he enjoyed mentioning.
“ Oh, do tell how did it go with that idiot?” Astrid replied, trying not to think about the old man who had taken so much from her. But when she saw Hiccup sigh, she knew she wasn’t going to like what was being said.
“ In two days, Mildew and Ruffnut will be wed in front of us as were needed to bare witness, as will Gothri be there.. Mildew selecting to have a private ceremony”
“ Two days? Two days? Surely you can stop this Hiccup, its so wrong.” Astrid said, her voice showing alarm, worry seeping in for Ruff even if she had been happy earlier. But her heart only sunk more when Hiccup shook his head negatively.
“ It’s not that simple, I looked into it, while the chief can reject a marriage, no where does it say what should be done if the bride to be is already pregnant.”
Astrid's eyes widened, not sure she heard his words correctly.
“ Ruff’s?”
“ Yes she’s pregnant. And Astrid, in all the villages past, have you ever seen a single mother who wasn’t married or had been married not be shunned by all other suitors? “
Astrid swallowed. Hiccup was right after all, it never seemed to work out well for people who had unwedded sex and produced a baby. People assumed them to be easy, a harlot but never marriage material. Never good enough to be married in front of the gods. Something she wanted for Ruff, but not with someone like Mildew… Fishlegs maybe but this was just wrong. But what could she do, she was trapped unable to help. So All she could do was go along with it for Ruff’s reputation. She may have been crazy, but men still found her desirable, it would change if people knew she had a child but never wed.
Eventually the two fell asleep, one much more soundly then the other.
Mildews home…
Mildew looked over at the sleeping, well fucked Ruffnut beside him. He had been a little shocked when she had revealed she was pregnant. But truthfully? He didn’t care, in fact it turned him on that his seed was growing inside someone so young and tight . It wasn’t like he would care for the child anyway. But what it had done, was given him an in to get something he craved once more. Something he was so close to getting again that he cursed every day that he didn’t. But he wouldn’t put his idea in place yet, he would wait until a mere few hours until his ‘wedding’.
With that, he shook Ruffnut awake before ordering her to get on her hands and knees for him. It didn’t take long before he was inside the blonde twins ass .
Two days later, the wedding day of Ruff and Mildew…
Usually a wedding day on Berk would be a busy affair, but sometimes on the very rare occasion, marriages would be requested to be done on the hush. With only the chief/cheiftess of the tribe as witnesses, along with an Elder to bless it. This was no different, as Astrid looked around, no one the wiser that Mildew of all people was still to wed the much younger and much more liked Ruffnut.
But she couldn’t stop it, how could she, it would only go back on everything she said she wouldn’t do for Mildew.
As she stood watching over Berk, deep in thought, she was interrupted by one of the younger villagers. The boy passing her a scroll as he approached her nervously, clearly apprehensive about disrupting the new cheiftess.
“ Thanks, who’s it from?”
“ H-he said not to tell you, that you would know when you read it.”
She watched as the nervous boy scurried off, her curiosity peaked as she then unraveled the scroll, reading it to herself.
Astrid
You might not like me, but I have an urgent matter about Ruffnut.
I don’t want to hurt her. I have no one else to talk to.
Please if you can, meet me at my home as soon as possible
M
Astrid shook her head, she knew instantly it was Mildew who had contacted her. But why? Did he think she was truly that stupid to believe he wanted to speak to her about Ruffnut?. But then again, his words indicated a change of heart, maybe because of his unborn child? She doubted it. But she knew Ruff was currently being dressed by her family for the occasion, she wasn’t sure how she would react If Mildew backed out. The blonde really couldn’t read the much crazier teen.
Against her better judgement, Astrid whistled for Stormfly. The dragon appearing within seconds, heeding her master and friends call. With practiced ease, the blonde jumped onto the dragon and shot off up towards the home of Mildew, as far away from the main part of the village as possible.
Mildews home…
Mildew stood calmly, a blank look on his face as he waited for the impending arrival of his obsession. Admittedly, he didn’t know if this would work, but all he needed to do was get her here.
The old mans bearded, horrible face lit up when he heard the sound of a dragon approaching and someone dismounting. And when the door was knocked, he knew it was show time as the grey, withered pervert put on his act as he rushed to the door. Opening it, he hurriedly rushed Astrid in, trying not to shudder when her scent hit the nostrils of his pointed nose.
Looking at her, dressed in her new get up she had adopted, red tunic, fur hood and fur leather skirt. Her boots the same and she still wore her hand wraps and headband, along with her trusty skull covered belt. He did his best not to show how good he thought she looked and how bad he wanted to take her again, and make her his whore.
“ What do you want Mildew? What is it about Ruff you need to tell me.”
“ I know you don’t like me, but Astrid, this time ive spent with Ruff I have truly gained feelings for her”
Astrid looked at the old man in front of her, the words coming out of his mouth surreal to say the least. But she wasn’t buying it, not for a second, but then if she didn’t buy it, why did she even turn up? Astrid tried to ignore the horrid thought that came into her mind at that realization, at the fact she had came here without really thinking it through.
“ Sheep shit Mildew, what is it really? What is your game?”
Mildew chuckled, the act stopping before it could even get started. The old man not able to keep a straight face. So he instead smirked at the blonde in front of him, licking his old lips as he did.
“ You know me so well don’t you Astrid…” Mildew said, his voice arrogant as he did. “ But I did truly bring you here because I’m worried about poor old Ruff..”
Astrid gritted her teeth, glaring at Mildew as he spoke.
“ Just what is this you old bastard, why couldn’t you just leave Ruffnut alone..”
The Viking cheiftess stood in the middle of Mildews home, watching cautiously as Mildew began to circle her, his green lecherous eyes looking at her up and down as he did.
“ What would the village say, if I told everyone the baby wasn’t even mine, that Ruff had been sleeping around with everyone. Who knew the real father of that spawn inside her.”
Astrid knew what they would say, even if it was to hurt Mildew, values still existed and the gods wouldn’t of been happy. But she shot back, not admitting what they both knew.
“ My guess would be laughter, laughter at you not her..”
Mildew tutted, a mock one at that towards her reply.
“ We both know the real end result Astrid, not to mention, id be more then happy to use my power to change people who did laughs opinions. I think little old Ruff wouldn’t be looking so good then.”
A deep breath was heard from Astrid, the annoyance evident as Mildew spoke to the blonde warrior. But he didn’t stop, she couldn’t hurt him anyway.
“ How will you feel when your friends there devastated and alone, and you could of stopped it.”
The Viking females hands clenched in annoyance, this bastard was doing this, doing this when Ruffnut was meant to be marrying him mere hours away. She knew what he was getting at, knew what he wanted but she had already said no, she wouldn’t do it to Hiccup. But he kept talking, kept goading, kept circling her. Until he made a statement that hit home with her.
“ A single Viking mother, banished from the tribe… how would that go Astrid?”
Astrid looked down, looked down ashamed, thoughts of Ruff suffering that much flittering through her mind.
“ What do you want Mildew..”
A demented chuckle rang out from the ugly old man, the de ja vu evident. He stopped his movement, standing directly in front of the cheiftess of Berk. His last part of the plan about to be put in place.
“ Last time you denied me something, Something I was so close to getting once more..”
“I can’t.... I won’t..” Astrid began to say, only for Mildew to hold his hand up. Stopping her from speaking. He had planned for this, so for now he’d sweeten the ‘deal' in her favor. Not realizing he had a plan in place for after.
“ Just once... Just once and I’ll happily marry her today without issue. You know us Vikings and their pride ... You hurt mine ”
Astrid stood still, thoughts going through her mind. She tried to deny her feelings on the matter, tried to deny the need she felt and jealousy she suffered when Ruffnut spoke of their actions. But she loved Hiccup, couldn’t betray him... But there was a side to her, a side she would of never known if it wasn’t for the man in the mask. She wanted to just say no, instead she told herself she had to, needed to do it for Ruffnut. But the thought didn’t feel genuine... another part whispered it was just an excuse to let your body succumb to its desires. But that was drowned out fast, the thought of ‘helping Ruffnut’ taking over and fast. Just once... just once and Ruffnut's respect would be saved.
“ Just once, over my table . And just that arse of yours.”
“ After you marry Ruff, I’ll give you what you wa-" Astrid began to reply only to be quickly cut off by the devious old pervert .
“Right now. I want it now. Its my only offer.”
It felt like de ja vu , like the Viking cheiftess had been here before . She had, the situation nearly the same before Dragos men struck at Berk. She hated it.. yet wanted it at the same time . And just like last time , she couldn’t believe what she was doing as she gave in once more... After she had sworn on her and Hiccups love she wouldn’t.
“ Just once... Nothing else... And you do good by Ruff.”
Mildews grin became devilish as he bowed sarcastically to the blonde . His plan working to a T, the man not realizing what was really going on in her mind.
“ Of course... Now why don’t you get back in the position you was last time hmmm ?” Mildew said, his tone full of lust as he looked his obsession up and down. “ I mean, it’s not like we’ve got all day.”
Astrid glared at the old bastard, before taking in a breath and turning on her feet. She made her way slowly to the table at the end of the room, acting confident yet her heart beat so fast she could feel it rattling away. Not believing what she was doing , and yet not attempting to stop. She reached the wooden furniture before slowly, slowly she leant her body over it . Her torso leaning over the table, as she looked straight ahead at the dank wall of the old man’s home. Just like last time, she spread her legs slightly. Before whispering to the old man as calm as she could.
“ Get it over with...”
He didn’t need to be told twice as he moved towards her. His footsteps creaking. Once behind her, he wasted no time in reaching under her body, and undoing her belt . And just like last time he then pulled up her skirt before grabbing for the tights beneath.
“ Just like last time ... My Chief-tess..” Mildew growled. As he reached up and pulled the tights down her legs. Revealing her naked, toned arse and legs to the cold air inside his creaking home. A small breath slipping from Astrid's lips as the cold air touched her skin .
Her tights now around her ankles, Astrid knew right then, as Mildew groaned in approval that his gaze had found her arse. Had found her pussy peaking out to his watching look. Part of her wanted the war horn to go off to get her an out again, but the other part... the other part wanted that disgusting old pervert deep inside her.
“For Ruffnut” Astrid whispered to herself. But it seemed and felt like hollow words.
“ This arse ...” Mildew groaned out as he looked down towards Astrid's waiting rear. He continued to speak, all the while his old body fell slowly to its knees behind her.
“Ruffnut doesn’t even compare . Every time I’m in that whore.. im thinking of this one instead.”
The old man was talking to himself , but Astrid heard it clearly. Heard him drop to his knees behind her . She hated herself when a sense of satisfaction hit, when pleasure at the idea this old horrid bastard preferred her to her friend . Why ? Just why? Any other person would hate him. Hate him and think only of the husband she was betraying. She did hate him though, hate and something else But her line of thought was stopped in its tracks when she felt both of the wrinkled, withered hands of the grey bearded Viking grip the cheeks of her arse. Slowly caressing them and squeezing them as he did, all the while the blonde could hear his teeth gritting and a lustful noise trickling out.
She hated him and wanted him dead but once again, once again as the old man pulled her cheeks apart, she closed her eyes, knowing the perverted man was staring at her darkest of holes . Her pussy vibrated between her legs , she knew she was getting wet already.
“ God’s your dirty little hole looks so good .”
She vowed to herself to stay silent, stay quite and not give this man satisfaction of her making noise, the only noise she would make was to get him to hurry up or insult him at best. But it didn’t stop her own silent thought’s, thoughts that if Mildew heard, she would never live down.
“ I hate you, you horrid old pervert…”
It had no effect, no effect at all on the old man as he merely moaned in appreciation at her body.
“ Get on with it..” Astrid stated once more, stated it firmly as she knew full well time was of the essence. It didn’t stop her own thought trickling in instead, one that wasn’t firm or harsh but lustful and needy.
“Gods please get on with it..”
And then it came, her eyes closed as she suddenly felt the slippery tongue of Mildew between the cheeks of her arse. Tasting her, his tongue circling…. And it felt, gods it felt so wrong yet so fucking good. His old hands gripping her cheeks tightly, his pointed noise and horrid tongue pushing at her entrance. She could feel his ragged, wiry beard against her, tickling her almost as he began to eat her arse out behind her husbands back. The sheild maidens fingers digging into the wooden table beneath as she tried to stay calm.
Mildew was in Valhalla, or better as he once again tasted the essence that was Astrid. His tongue delving deep into her darkest of holes. Her puckered pink starfish flexing at his rapid movements. This was just one part of his plan, just one, but gods what it easily the best as he swirled and pushed his appendage in and out. He couldn’t hear if she liked it, he hoped his whore did but this was more for him, more for what he was denied last time.
He was surprised, surprised she hadn’t fought him on him using anything but his cock, but it wasn’t time to think on that, not yet as he pushed his tongue deeper once more. His mouth letting out groans of enjoyment as he rimmed her arse like a man possessed.
“ Fuck, Fuck, Fuck…” Astrid whispered inwardly, not being able to deny how good it felt to have his tongue inside her. The inexperienced blonde could feel her cunt throb between her leg’s, throb with need. She had thought about that day he had nearly done this before, thought about everything he had done to her as the man in the mask, as the Mildew in her dreams. And while her pride would never let this man have her normally, this moment, this moment she would silently enjoy in hopes of it being enough to sate that need.
Mildew kept it going, kept it going for as long as he could, never wanting to remove his dirtied old mouth from the young blonde. He could live here, live between this whores cheeks.
Astrid began breathing slightly faster, her eyes closed tightly, her bottom lip bitten over and over stopping herself from making any more of a noise as the dirty act continued on. She could feel herself becoming lost in the pleasure, she needed to get him to move faster but she couldn’t speak, could only bite down on her lip once more as she breathed sharply through her nose.
Eventually she pulled herself together, how she wasn’t sure but it took all she had to speak as calmly as she could given the circumstances.
“ You’ve got to marry Ruffnut soon you bastard, hurry up.”
The old mans tongue stopped its movements as he heard the higher then normal pitched voice of Astrid. She was right, even though he didn’t want to stop, he didn’t need Hiccup to come look for him to get this sham marriage on the road. He pulled away from her now moist, dark hole. The old mans saliva coating it fully.
Getting to his feet, his old bones creaking, the wrinkled old Viking stared down at the blonde bent over in front of him, her breathing clearly heavy from his actions. His green eyed gaze wandering down to the exquisite arse that belonged to his obsession and Berks new cheiftess.
The old man more then willing to give her what she wanted as his decreped old hands reached for the rope holding up his trousers.
Berk, Ruffnuts home…
Hiccup sat with Ruffnut as her mother sorted her hair and made sure the teen looked presentable for her wedding ceremony to Mildew. It would only be Gothri, Astrid,Mildew,Ruff and Hiccup himself present as per their requests but Hiccup had arrived slightly earlier to speak with Ruff once last time. He had to admit, the wedding didn’t sit right with him, but he couldn’t deny them without reason. He knew she was pregnant, he knew the circumstance if it didn’t happen but he had to speak to his friend.
“ Ruff, is Mildew really what you want?”
The smile that appeared on Ruff’s face said it all, she was clearly enamored, why, Hiccup didn’t know and wouldn’t of been able to guess.
“ Oh yes Hiccup, Milly is the man for me.”
It seemed genuine, seemed real, but what Hiccup didn’t realize was she had been commanded using the power of the ancient relic the Loki stone. What was worse though, the blondes mind was so warped that it seemed to her that they where real and genuine feelings.
Hiccup sighed to himself, not showing it to the room. It still didn’t sit with him well, he just hoped she could have a happy, healthy, honest and loving marriage like he currently did with his wife. With his beautiful Astrid, his heart beating at the thought of her.
I wonder what my beautiful Astrid is doing right now? Hiccup thought to himself happily. He guessed she was working, using her axe for something or bashing Snotlouts brains in. She truly was perfect to him .
Mildews hut…
“ Look at you, bent over like a good little Viking whore Astrid..” Mildew said, licking his lips as he undid his belt and pulled down his dirtied trousers. His large, throbbing and already incredibly hard cock being released as he did.
“ Fuck you..” Astrid spat, her gaze still on the wall of the old mans home as she stayed bent over the wooden table she had already had her arse eaten over. Her pride kicking in as her temper flared and she swore at Mildew, even though a part of her welcomed his words.
“ Now now, watch your mouth, that’s not becoming of a woman in your position now is it?” Mildew replied, mocking the blonde as he moved towards her once again. His right hand wrapping around his member, he got close enough to rub the shaft of his cock up against one of the cheeks of her arse.
“ You’ll need to relax, because we both know this cock of mine is much bigger then that husbands of yours don’t we..”
Astrid closed her eyes again, trying to block out his words, but instead all that happened was she felt a tremble of delight run through her body, run through to her core as she felt his large, thick cock rubbing against her pale creamy skin. What he said was true, it really was bigger then Hiccups. Not just his cock, but the balls as well, she couldn’t deny it so all she could do was stay silent.
“ No defense of your husband Astrid? Dear oh dear..”
Shame run through Astrid as she said nothing still, she wanted to tell him to fuck himself, she wanted to tell him to die. But instead she still said nothing, she didn’t want any more back and forth. She just wanted this over… She just wanted this done. Deep down she knew she just wanted to hurry up and feel what he was currently rubbing up and down the cheeks of her rear.
That’s when it happened, that’s when she felt him grab her hips and pull her back slightly, making her present herself to him even more. Her heart beat even faster once again when Astrid then felt the tip of his throbbing cock against her tight, arse-hole.
“ Best relax whore, don’t want you screaming too loud do we..”
She heard his words, heard his goading as in the same second she felt him push forward, a sharp pain shooting through her body as Mildew began to enter her from behind. She had forgotten this part of the time he had taken her arse before. Her twisted mind only showing her the parts of pleasure as without being able to stop herself, she let out groan of pain.
Mildew rolled his eyes back in delight as he once again felt Astrid arse-hole begin to welcome him inside. Pride swelling when once more his obsession felt the pain of his size as he began to enter her. Just getting the tip in felt instantly better then Ruffnuts. Astrid's body seemingly built to give the ultimate pleasure too men. His own saliva acting as a slight lubricant as he began penetrating her arse for only the second time.
“ Just relax Astrid.” Mildew groaned out through his gritted yellow teeth as he pushed in further. Looking down at her below him, he watched as his cock gradually disappeared into her stunning arse. His gaze then slowly lifting from her rear and up her back. Her long golden braid hanging down her back, over her fur hood. He could see her wrapped hands digging into the table beneath her. He needed to know something, he needed to find out something and he knew only the Loki stones power could get it out of her.
“ Tell me Astrid, tell me the truth. Have you let Hiccup into this arse of yours yet?”
Gods it too big Astrid thought trying to steady her body as the large cock of Mildew continued to enter her more and more. She could feel her arsehole stretching, memories of her dreams flooding her mind. But when she heard him speak, her stomach sank, as she could feel that feeling hit her. Feel the one where she was powerless not to answer, she tried her hardest not wanting to give him anything… but she couldn’t help it as the words slipped from her mouth.
“ No….No he’s never..”
Anger rose in her when she heard him chuckle, but it was her fault, she hadn’t even broached the subject with him. Not even after the nights she had spent playing with herself beside him as he slept, playing with herself over the memories of the arse fucking Mildew had given her in Stormflys barn, in her dream. Not once had she even thought to ask him… the idea didn’t appeal to her, and she didn’t know why.
“ I love knowing this is only my hole, you’ve made this old man very happy..” Mildew said in reply to her revelation. His tone clearly proud, yet obviously mocking at the same time. But it seemed almost in unison it went more silent as Mildew put even more pressure on his movement, when his cock stretched the blonde even more. Only heavy breathing could be heard, and not just from the aging Viking as Astrid tried to deal with the pain of the old mans huge cock inside her rear.
More and more it went in, inch after inch, Astrid the ever proud Viking forcing herself not to beg for him to stop. Until finally, finally his whole member was deep inside her bowels.
“ Fucking Gods that’s so fucking tight!!” Mildew said, growling it out in enjoyment as he stood behind his bent over obsession. His cock deep inside Astrid, deep inside a hole only he had claimed before. He could here the sharp breaths coming from her nostrils as the blonde tried to stay silent, tried not to show how uncomfortable she was.
“Freyja… Fuck… gods its so big” Astrid said silently to herself, feeling full, unbelievably so as her sphincter struggled from the old mans large size. The pain was high, but something, something in the back of her mind told her she didn’t care. Welcomed the pain…. Welcomed that dirty bastard's cock inside her. Guilt going through her when she readily admitted how much fuller she felt when Mildew was inside her compared to Hiccup.
She took in a sharp breath as he began to pull out of her slowly, only to close her eyes tight once more when he wasted no time in pushing himself fully back in. She couldn’t stop herself, she had been thinking about it in her private time so much, that she stopped her silence as she spoke in a low tone, still looking straight ahead.
“ Just get on with Mildew, just fuck me already..”
She was lucky, lucky that Mildew didn’t click on to it, lucky he merely assumed she wanted this over and done with. Because a slip up like that, well lets just say she didn’t want him to keep coming around no matter how much a part of her wanted it.
“ Just for you I will my Cheiftess..” Mildew replied, not clicking to her actual feelings, instead he merely assumed she just wanted to leave. But he would give her what she wanted, as almost instantly he pulled out once more before pushing back in. Her heavy breathing, her clear struggle to take him turning him on even more. And when she used his name? nothing made the old man more lustful then that.
The old man slowly began to pick up the pace, her arse incredibly tight, like a vice grip around his cock, her hole a furnace around him. She felt so good as he pushed in, then out, the wooden table beneath beginning to creak, echoing through his old dusty home.
The hated Viking growled in pleasure as slowly the blondes arse began to adapt, began to loosen as he fucked her anally over the table. As it did, the sound of the married Cheiftess hips meeting his could be heard. His old balls swinging with each movement, and each movement bringing Mildew the ultimate pleasure.
Astrid was now letting out shaking breaths with each thrust as the old man thrust into her tight arse from behind. Her body going back and forth, pressed against the table as she let the most hated man on Berk take her like a common whore. The pain had began to subside, as Astrid hated to admit it, pleasure had began to take over. As over and over again, his dirty old cock slipped in and out of her rear. She was trying to stay silent, trying not to enjoy the feeling of his withered hands gripping her hips hard as he used her for his own pleasure.
“I’m doing this for Ruffnut..” But when Mildew thrust into her harder, she couldn’t stop a painful yet pleasured moan to slip from her lips. The feeling it gave her made the thought she was doing this for a friend, more and more obvious bullshit from the blonde. She could feel her nipples ache, her pussy soaked and could feel his cock deep inside her, stretching her in ways her body craved. In ways Hiccup couldn’t compare.
Mildew grit his teeth, yet smirked inwardly when he heard her moan, so sexy it was to the old man. Even if it was a normal reaction and she was hating it, it felt so good to hear. It made him thrust even harder, his cock throbbing inside her with every movement.
“ That’s it whore, moan like the slut you are.”
She heard his words, her core shivering in response. But her mouth said differently, her mouth still the unpleased Astrid as she shot back.
“ I-I hope you rot you bastard..”
Mildew just laughed almost manically as he didn’t let up. He knew her body at least reacted, clearly had in the past. He just knew she would never submit and openly want it.
Astrid was now grunting with every thrust, every time his cock reentered a groan slipped from her lips. Her legs unsteady as she tried not to loose her balance, her tights still around her ankles, resting on her boots. She couldn’t deny it to herself, but she wanted terribly to reach between her legs and rub her throbbing clit as the man used her arse for his own needs. But never could she let him see, she couldn’t let him know she wanted this… But inside, inside was different.
“Gods more… feels so good….”
Mildew could feel it, could feel the tell tale signs of his balls beginning to tighten. He wanted to prolong it, wanted to feel her longer but he knew he couldn’t. So with that in mind, he put everything he had into it, as his creaking body began pounding relentlessly into the blonde over his table. Little did he know, he wasn’t the only one close, wasn’t the only one nearing the end as Astrid struggled more and more with how much she wanted this.
She knew what was happening, she tried to hold out, tried to not say anything. Even though her mind said different, her thoughts telling Astrid to tell him to keep going, to tell him to use her arse like the whore she was. But she could feel her orgasm pending, she knew she was going to come undone soon from the old perverts fucking of her arse. She hoped she wouldn’t, but she knew the best case scenario was attempting to fool him. So Astrid did the only thing she could think of, as she balled her hand up and place it in her mouth, the blonde biting down trying to stop the moans from sounding louder and louder as she neared release .
But then she felt it, she felt him become more frantic as he thrust into her deeply over and over. And then it happened… As she felt him push forward, his body slumping over her slightly as he cried out, his hands gripping her waist painfully hard. One word echoed out as the Mildew shouted out.
“ FUCK!!”
It was then it happened as he held her down against the table, her hand still in her mouth, biting down as she felt him come undone. As she felt the throbbing cock of Mildew begin to unload into her arse. She was already on a knifes edge, but as soon as his warm seed entered her, her own orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks as she cried out loud, the noise muffled as her core tightened and her eyes closed in bliss. Waves after waves of pleasure ripped through her body as it shook and her legs nearly buckled as the old man leaned his full weight down on her. As torrents of cum continued to shoot into her, the old mans wiry stature down upon her, his beard just near her ear as he grunted and groaned in enjoyment a top her.
Hiccup had never made her even come close to this....
They didn’t say anything as their orgasms subsided slowly, Mildew still leaning over her, breathing in ragged breaths beside the blonde hair Astrid’s ears. It felt like an eternity that he stayed inside her, the blonde not saying a word, hoping he was so wrapped up in his own enjoyment that her’s wasn’t as obvious. But when he started to speak, his horrid voice and disgusting breath woke her up from her sated daze .
“ That was so good my little whore…. But there’s one more part of the deal I didn’t tell you. And it’s happening or I pull out of our deal right now” Mildew whispered, growling and breathing as he did. He then continued..
“ I want you at my wedding, and I want my seed still in your arse as it happens. As I wed your little friend in front of you and your husband.”
And with that the old man regrettably pulled himself out of the blonde slowly, his cock slipping from her well fucked arse as he left the shield maiden bent over his table. Looking down, he smirked as he watched his seed slowly ooze from her opened hole.
Astrid looked down, sighing, knowing this wasn’t going to be the only part of the deal to get him over the line with Ruff. She couldn’t say no, and almost like nothing had just happened Mildew reached down behind her, pulling her tights back up her legs almost like she was a child. Her eyes squeezing together in humiliation when she felt his seed against the fabric of her tights. His voice then rung out cockily, almost nonchalant.
“ Looks like we best prepare for my special day. You may as well hang on and get your mutton headed dragon to give me a lift to the village.”
An angry, annoyed Astrid replied almost instantly.
“ I hope you die..”
Not long after, the great hall…
Hiccup had requested it that no one be their as he had business to attend to as the wedding ceremony of Ruffnut and Mildew began. As Gothri performed the ancient ceremony, Astrid watched on, trying not to show her feeling’s with what was happening. But worst of all, as Hiccup stood next to her, arms around her shoulders as they witnessed the coming together of the strangest couple in Berk history. All she could really do, was look anywhere but at the old man, as she felt a warm sticky trickle of his seed leaking from her . Guilt, shame and hatred run through the blonde. But as she stood their with a painful, sore rear… Her pussy continued to pulsate enjoying the feeling of the dirty old bastard’s cum flowing from her. She felt horrified and humiliated all in one.
Not long after, the two were wed, and all Astrid could do was head straight off on Stormfly, Hiccup assuming it was due to the ceremony, but it wasn’t, she had to privately clear her head. Because nothing that had happened today, made her feel like the proud Berkian warrior she usually did.
Later that night…
It was pitch black and the dead of night as Mildew stalked across Berk heading towards his destination. He had told Ruff to sleep, commanded her too as it wasn’t his own bed he would be in tonight.
Once he reached the wooden door he wanted, he knocked loudly enough, and continued until finally someone opened. A perplexed look on their face.
“ So, Valka… Have you seen this before?”
And with that, he put his next part of his plan into place as he held the Loki stone up in front of Hiccups mother. Her eyes falling in a trance instantly.
A/N So what did you think? Astrid likes it more and more ay? still shes stubborn. Any scenarios you would like to see are always welcome in the reviews as even if not used it sparks ideas for me. Also i know people are probably thinking why doesnt Mildew just command her to be a willing slut, his obsession is having the real Astrid submit to him. Not say what hes done with Ruffnut etc Also, it seems Valkas coming into his plans now... Mildew really is a bad man.
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