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What's wrong with me?	By : ItwasMerlin Category: +G through L > How to Train Your Dragon Views: 76900 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 12
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A/N Hey Merlin here, struggled with one, was originally not going to write much we Valka but happened anyway. Just meant the scene i had planned is moved along and you get extra haha . Anyway please read the authors note at the end, i have no beta so do expect mistakes.
now a HUGE thank you to reviewers please keep them coming and tell your freinds haha, but thank you 88 and counting for this little story. Would love to hear more thoughts and ideas etc
this chapter is almost therapy for our dear Mildew so do enjoy

What’s wrong with me?
Chapter fifteen
Mildew's revenge
Valka’s home….
Mildew waited, watching as Hiccups mother stood not speaking as the Loki stone placed her into a trance. He had to admit, he had always found Valka to be an alluring woman, even though she was a good twenty years younger than him. still, he had never had to wonder why Valka had interested Stoick so much. He could see it with his own eye’s and even with her absence, her looks hadn’t faded. Yes, she wasn’t quite as fresh faced, but it seemed she had barely aged.
And Mildew wanted her.
Not just because he had planned something to try and lure his true goal Astrid again, but he had always wanted to try out the woman standing in front of him… and that was something he was going to do. Dressed down from her usual armour and fur coat get up, the auburn-haired Valka wore a plain green Tunic, a large brown belt, and her brown tights. The woman most likely slowly dressing down for bed. Her brown hair tied back, making her large blue eyes more prominent.
Unlike Ruffnut, he didn’t care or want Valka to be happy to please him… And unlike Astrid, he didn’t care or want Valka to break to him naturally. This time, it was a score to settle, this time, it was all the pent-up rage he had been feeling at the way her husband treated him when he was alive. The way Stoick belittled him in front of the clan, dead or not, this was his way of getting back at that bastard of a chief. But most of all, it was another way to get at Astrid, but tonight? Tonight, on his supposed wedding night to Ruffnut, it was instead all about him.
“Valka, you’re not going to ever hurt me. You’re going to do everything I say and you’re not going to resist even if you despise what I say. And you’ll never discuss anything we do, with anyone…” Mildew paused mid command, thinking on something before adding it to the end. “Unless I tell you your allowed.”
Making sure he didn’t have anything else to add, Mildew then commanded her to come around from her trance. The auburn-haired woman looking at him confused as he placed the Loki stone back under his tunic. His staff firmly in his grip, the piece still adorning dragons teeth. Tilting his head slightly, Mildew watched the woman in front of him.
“W-What are you here for Mildew? Why have you come to my door at this time?” The former Cheiftess asked, her mind still slightly foggy from the effects of the Loki stone. She had never liked Mildew, his hate for dragons and constant complaining hadn’t endeared him to anyone. And she had purposely avoided him when she had arrived back at Berk, his old gaze always creeping her out.
Mildew merely smirked his trademark smirk, his bushy grey eyes brows pointing down, his yellow teeth on show as he spoke, completely ignoring her.
“Get inside Valka and invite me in”.
Valka’s eyes widened in shock as without her consent, her body moved backwards, her hands indicating for the old man to enter.
“What? What is this?”
Not caring for what she had to say, Mildew pushed in, his own hand slamming the wooden door behind him. As he backed up the confused looking dragon tamer.
“Don’t worry, you’ll enjoy this.” Mildew stated, smirking once again as he did.
Hiccup/Astrid’s home…
Astrid sat, wide awake trying not to think about what had happened earlier that day. She looked over at her sleeping husband, lightly snoring away oblivious to everything. He had assumed her sudden departure after Ruff’s wedding was because of her feelings on the marriage. It wasn’t, it was what had happened up in Mildews shack beforehand. Running her hand through her blonde bangs, she restlessly tried to shut it out but couldn’t. She had hoped it would sate her, hoped it would be enough to get her through the horrid need that was building but it hadn’t. Not really…
Because as Astrid lay here in bed, alongside the man she loved all she could do was feel her pussy throbbing, could feel the temptation to place her hand down there and enjoy the feeling of it. She tried to resist, but her mind had other plans, as all she could hear like an echo was the noise of the table squeaking, of that old bastard groaning, calling her a whore. And with it, came the memories of how good his large cock had felt in her tight arse.
Closing her eyes in regret and making sure once again the man she loved slept soundly. Astrid slipped a hand under her white sleep gown, pulling the material up her creamy legs. Hating herself every moment of it as her fingers found her slit, her aching wet slit as she slowly, in the silence of the night began rubbing her pussy.
“What’s wrong with me?” She sighed inwardly in horror, only for that to fade quickly once she found her throbbing clit. She couldn’t stop herself imagining what he was doing her friend, was he using the stolen clothes again? Was he thinking of her? Little did she know, it wasn’t where he was at all.
Valka’s hut…
“Mildew, you slimy horrible man get out of my home and stop this… Whatever this is?”
The old Viking chuckled loudly, his smirk not leaving as she backed up.
“For years I put up with you and Stoick’s hate for me, and low and behold you came back, and not even a hello Mildew.” The old man said as he looked around her home, not back five minutes and it was already nicer then his. He guessed Hiccup had a hand in that. The dragon loving rat. Once his green-eyed gaze settled on Valka’s large, comfortable looking bed, he casually walked over there, almost ignoring Valka’s worried look as he sat down on the edge of it, dropping his stick to the floor beside him.
Leaning back, far too relaxed for Valka’s liking, he continued to speak.
“You come back, treated like royalty even after Stoick’s death. And me, still treated like horrible old Mildew. But you see Valka, there was one thing I did admire about your husband, it’s the same and only thing I admire about your pathetic excuse of a son as well. They had good taste in women”.
Valka’s eyes turned from worried to annoyed fast, annoyed at his words. She could see what he was getting at, and it creeped her out no end. For her and Astrid’s sake. Before she could react though, before she could speak, he spoke first. Shock coming over her at his words.
“So, let’s see who sucks a cock better hmm? you? Ruffnut? Or your daughter in law.”
Valka’s eyes widened in disgust, even more so as she watched the old man sitting at the end of her bed begin to untie his roped belt. Only to stand and shuffle down his dirty brown trousers until they rested around his fur boots. His withered, frail legs on show as a large cock and balls appeared into her view. Just as she was about to tell him to leave, he made one more comment that hit home hard.
“So, let’s see who does it better, because Ruffnut and Astrid were both excellent…”
“Your lying…” Valka said, she had heard from Hiccup about Ruffnut and this horrid man. Much to her shock… But Astrid? Her own daughter in law and this creep?
“You know, Valka...” Mildew began, the old man usually one for a good comeback, but with her. He didn’t really care to. So instead, he made another command, harnessing the power of the Loki stone.
“Just get over here, because I don’t really care what you think...”
Astrid/Hiccups….
The room was silent except the light snoring of the chief, but if you listened closely enough, you could hear the noise of a moistening pussy being played with faster and faster.
“Fuck.” Astrid whispered quietly to herself, trying not to make a noise as she pleasured herself in the dead of night. Her hand moving quicker, a mixture between rubbing her clit with the occasional finger slipping inside herself. Her nipples hardened, her core tightened as the pleasure got more and more. She couldn’t stop herself, could stop the images coming in of Mildew fucking Ruffnut, or the old man using her own arse for his pleasure.
Valka’s….
She tried to pull away, she tried to bite, scratch, punch anything but nothing was happening as against her will, Valka had knelt between the old man’s legs and taken his cock into her mouth as she began bobbing her head up and down. His large cock stretching her lips as she began using her throat to fuck him. She couldn’t talk, she could only gag as she felt his bulbous helmet meet the back of her throat over and over.
“That’s it, take it deep...” Mildew growled out as the mature Valka was forced to give him a blowjob. As he looked down, he saw her eyes widened in disgust, but he didn’t care, instead he merely sat back and relaxed, enjoying the feeling of her wet mouth coating his cock. Reaching up, he placed one of his old, wrinkled hands on the back of her head, gripping her braid as he began applying pressure to her movements. Unlike Astrid, her throat was more experienced as there was little resistance, the former Cheiftess able to take his size in easier, her throat clearly more practiced. Yet Astrid’s still brought more pleasure to the old man, didn’t mean Valka’s didn’t feel amazing that was for sure.
Valka couldn’t breathe, the size and smell over whelming, Stoick had been big and thick, but Mildew was even thicker, even longer than her late husband. It had been a long time since she had been with a man, she hadn’t even thought about anyone but Stoick in an age, but if she did, it would never be Mildew but the gods had different plans it seemed like as somehow Mildew controlled her body.
Gritting his teeth, Mildew looked down at the Auburn-haired mother, her blue eyes starting to water as the noise of the increased saliva and suction from her mouth come through. She was clearly distressed, clearly hating what was happening but he didn’t care as he then sat up on the end of the bed, gripping her hair harsher than before pulling her mouth from him. His old Cheiftess breathing heavy as she glared at him, her own spit hanging from her mouth.
“Such a pretty sight...”
“How are you doing this? When people find out…”
Mildew merely laughed, always the same retorts, instead of replying he eyed the woman up and down.
“You’ve far too many clothes on, and so do I. So, how’s about we change that.”
Valka swallowed, the horrid taste of Mildews cock on her lips evident as she took in what he meant.
Elsewhere Hiccup/Astrid’s home…
Astrid was restless, frustration building as she couldn’t get herself off, no matter how good it felt, she needed more. She didn’t know what, but she needed something. It was then a thought come to mind, a horrid, depraved one, but it was an alternative...
Stopping her movements, she looked to the side once again, Hiccup who was an incredibly deep sleeper had barely changed position, still snoring away. So quietly, she slipped from the bed and headed downstairs. Never happier that Toothless had taken to sleeping with some of the other dragons now that Astrid and Hiccup were married.
Silently she made her way to Hiccups workshop, her white sleep gown hanging from her as she entered the room that Hiccup had built onto the side of his house some time ago. Swallowing nervously, she looked around the room, tools, and creations everywhere, along with blueprints of different creations he had been working on.
Her bare feet tapped on the cold floor as she searched, not sure on what she was hoping to find… until she did. Under a bunch of different makeshift weapons, she found the handle of an axe without the steel blade on the end or the leather to cover the handle. But one thing about Hiccups work? Even his failures were pristine. The wood sanded, smooth much like a baker’s rolling pin. The craftsmen ship amazing as she eyed the end of the handle.
It was smooth, thick, and shaped like a cock…. While not as long or Thick as Mildew’s, it was only half an axe after all.
Astrid paused, stopping unsure, her mind not believing what she was considering doing.
“Drop it Astrid, drop this and go back to bed, with your husband. You’re a Viking, not some harlot...”
But she could feel her moist cunt, could feel the wetness left behind by her thoughts and fingers. She wanted something else, but there was no way she was truly considering what she was considering? Was there?
“I can’t, I won’t…. But who would know? Wouldn’t this maybe help more than just your fingers?” Astrid’s mind fought itself over and over, but as the blonde stood there, she couldn’t take the need anymore. Swallowing, she gently closed the door to the workshop, making sure she locked it just encase before turning back around. Stood in the workshop her husband used and held so dearly, the blonde then went about lighting the candles around her. Her eyes gazing around, blocking out the thoughts telling her to stop, telling her to give in, she turned her attention to his work bench.
“Just this once.” Astrid whispered to herself before the blonde teen climbed a top of wooden bench. Axe hilt in hand.
Valka’s….
Valka nearly threw up as she watched Mildew remove all his clothes, revealing his gaunt, old, wrinkled body to her. Scars, hair, and age spots littered his decaying physique and yet he didn’t seem to care. Merely continued to grin.
“Take off your clothes for me Valka, show me what your hiding underneath...”
She tried to stop herself, tried to stop her body from moving but the Loki stone wouldn’t allow her too. Instead, the older woman reached unwillingly towards her belt, removing it, and dropping it to the floor. She then gripped the waist of her green tunic, pulling up and over her head, revealing the white binding she currently wore around her chest. Her mid-section toned from years of dragon training, not quite as nice as Astrid’s, but tight for her older body. The auburn-haired women glaring at the old man.
“I hope you rot in Hel for this Mildew… if my husband was here.”
Mildew rolled his eyes, a sarcastic sigh slipping from his malnourished lips. Before he shot back at the mother of one.
“Loki, do you women have anything new to say? Always the same.”
Valka didn’t know what to reply, trying not to imagine her beautiful daughter in law being forced like she was. Gods what if her baby found out? Thinking these thoughts didn’t stop anything though as she pulled her fur boots off, revealing her feet. She then paused, stalling, trying to go against what came next but to no avail as she reached up to the knot that kept her bindings together.
“That’s it Valka, show me what your hiding...” Mildew said, his gaze not leaving her as he sat back down on the end of the bed. He watched in anticipation as slowly the binding came undone, the mature women’s breasts eventually releasing from the binds, revealing the auburn hair woman’s chest to the old man. He licked his lips, taking them in. They were bigger than Astrid’s and Ruff’s, with a slight bit of sag from age but still perky, with slightly larger nipples then the two teens.
Mildew said nothing, instead he watched as Valka attempted to place her hands on her breasts and hide them, only for the Loki stone to continue to have sway over her as her hands went to her green tights. Pulling them slowly down her shapely legs, not perfect like Astrid but still delectable. But what caught his attention the most was the long brown bush between her legs.
Valka wanted to hide herself but couldn’t as she stood in all her glory in front of the most hated man on Berk. The pervert stroking his cock, staring at her intently from the bed. Her eyes closed tightly when Mildew then spoke once more.
“My cocks starting to dry up, get that mouth back around it Valka and get back to what you were doing”.
She couldn’t stop herself, as within moments she was once again on her knees between Mildews leg’s, only this time she was completely naked. Not being able to say no to the man, she cringed as her body moved with his own accord, her lips and mouth slipping back over the bulbous smelly bell end belonging to Mildew. And like she hadn’t stopped earlier, the now nude women began to once more bob up and down on the wrinkled man.
“Yes… Suck that cock.” Mildew said, his voice gruff from the feeling of Valka’s mouth pleasuring him. As he looked down, watching his cock disappear into her throat repeatedly, he smirked.
“Just so you know Valka, it was only earlier today, what you were sucking on was in your daughter in law’s arse.”
Just as he saw her eyes widen, he reached out, pushing her head down until the whole of his thick cock went into the women’s mouth, her nose against his greying pubes.
Astrid/Hiccups…
Astrid sat atop the work bench, axe hilt in hand, breathing heavy… Nervous, her gaze locked on the door across the room. Second thoughts, third thoughts, hell fifth thoughts crossed her mind but for some reason the need she had challenged any of them.
“Just this once to sate me, its better than the alternative”.
Like she was on auto pilot, the blonde shieldmaiden then quickly swivelled, lying back, her head against the wooden work bench she then bent her legs, the bottom of her feet flat against the table.
Swallowing nervously, yet a thrill running through her body, she used her left hand to pull up her night gown. Her creamy white legs on show, along with her tight, young pussy. With her other hand that held the hilt of the axe, hesitantly, she bit her lip before slowly placing the axe hilt at the entrance of her waiting cunt.
“Just once...” Astrid whispered to herself in the dimly lit room as she slowly pushed forward with the hilt, her eyes closing with a barely shown satisfaction as the smooth axe end began to probe at her entrance.
When she was used to the sensation, it wasn’t long before Astrid slowly pushed the wooden piece of equipment into her waiting pussy.
Valka’s…
Pulling her head off sharply once again, Mildew, now breathing heavier himself looked down at the ex Cheiftess he was currently using for his own pleasure. He had just told her what he had done earlier that day to Astrid, and the old pervert could see the hatred and disbelief in the eyes of the woman who once part ruled over Berk. But that wasn’t what was catching his attention, instead his gaze found the large breasts of Valka’s moving up and down as she tried to catch her breath.
“Let’s give your mouth a rest shall we, so now Valka, use those lovely breasts of yours...”
Valka wanted to kill him, as once again she moved against her own accord, shuffling forward, the auburn-haired woman then leaned over the old man. Placing his large throbbing cock between her chest, the mature Valka placed her hands on the side of her mound’s, locking his member between them, she then began moving up and down. Her breasts now an instrument of pleasure for him, as his cock was jacked off between them.
She didn’t want to look at him, didn’t want to look at the horrid specimen she was doing this too as she looked downward at his dirtied skin. But it seemed he had other ideas, his voice mocking when he spoke.
“Look at me while you do that Valka, politeness is the best way in life.”
Mildew relaxed back as her blue eyes looked up at him with hatred as she fucked his cock with her breasts. He could feel the fullness of them, could see her hardened nipples as Hiccups mother pleasured him.
“You know I fucked Astrid before Hiccup” the old man said, goading as he enjoyed Valka’s movements. Her face showing clear hurt at his words, but her eyes showed nothing but rage.
“Your lying… You’re a Loki-saken Lier!!”
“Why would I lie?” Mildew replied, his gapped teeth on show as he smirked his signature smirk. He laughed when she didn’t say another word, merely glared harshly at him as her tits went up and down his old cock.
Valka wanted to kill him, unsure of If what he said was true, but with this power he seemed to have. She was going with yes, and the thought made her sick. But what made her even more sick, was the wetness forming between her legs. She hated every second he made her do this, but it had been so long, and Mildew much to her chagrin, had an impressive cock, and the feeling between her mouth, between her tits. Was forcing her body to react in ways she didn’t want.
Mildew watched intently, as for a few minutes it went silent, the old man enjoys the Auburn-haired mothers movements. The now married man eventually wanted more, he didn’t care if she was ready, and he cared little for her pleasure, he had years’ worth of annoyance to take out on her. And if it eventually helped with Astrid, even better as he reached his old hand forward, grabbing Valka’s arm, stopping her from continuing.
“Get on the bed Valka, right now.”
The look of worry she gave him, priceless to the old man.
Astrid/Hiccups home….
Her hand moved back and forth as Astrid began fucking herself with the hilt her own Husband had made. Lying flat against the wooden table, the beautiful blonde pumped the piece of wood as if it were a cock in and out of her ever-moistening pussy. It felt uncomfortable at first, after all, it had been a while since anything this thick had been inside her, but she soon adapted as pleasure began to run through her body.
“Fuck.” Astrid thought, her eyes closed shut as she played in the silent room, the only noise a slight creak from the table, and the sound of the axe hilt entering her pussy repeatedly. Her free hand then found her clit, the Viking rubbing it in unison with the penetration the movement only adding to the feelings of pleasure.
She felt clouded by lust, the blonde not stopping herself from her own thought’s, the guilt she felt gone in the moment. Instead, the dark, deep down emotions she tried to push away was aloud to the forefront. It felt, freeing.
“Such a whore…. I’m such a good whore...” the blonde whispered, her motions not stopping for a second as her breathing picked up, her eyes closed tight as her legs clenched every now and then, her knees still pointing up in the air.
Images flooded her mind, and she didn’t stop them, didn’t want to as she watched herself be fucked by Mildew. Remembered the feeling of him using her body. It went on for a good while, until she started to play the memories from earlier, started to remember when his big cock had fucked her arse hard. She was in a sea of lust and completely lost to it, so she stopped her movements, her eyes gazing to the door as she pulled the smooth axe hilt from her soaked cunt.
Swallowing, she almost without a thought, lowered the hilt below her hole… Lining it up with another one. She wouldn’t, would she? It was already sore from Mildews earlier deeds, not to mention not long freshly cleaned from what he had left in there, but she needed it.
“Better then betraying Hiccup.” Astrid told herself, trying to justify her actions, it’s why she then pushed forward with the phallus shaped object. But this time, the blonde began to force it into her recently violated arse.
Valka’s…
She couldn’t stop it, her body couldn’t move as the old bastard Mildew climbed atop her body, pulling her legs apart presenting her thick haired bush to him. And he wasted no time lining his cock up against her entrance, his eyes mockingly looking down at her as he began rubbing his bell-end against her slit.
“Someone’s wet...”
Valka merely looked away, blue eyes glaring daggers at the wall beside her, only for her mouth to open, a gasp of pain coming from her lips as he pushed in, not caring about taking it slowly as he forced his huge cock into her entrance without remorse. The old, wrinkled pervert groaning in appreciation.
“Not as tight as Astrid’s...” Mildew said, revelling in the feeling of Valka’s warm, mature pussy engulfing his cock as he pushed his large member into her. “But fuck if you don’t feel good.”
Valka couldn’t talk as Mildew began to then move in and out of her, he seemed to care little for her comfort and more for his own pleasure as he began to use her pussy for his own enjoyment. But with every movement, the auburn-haired beauty couldn’t stop her body from liking it more and more, it had been so long, and it craved the feeling.
It wasn’t long after, he upped the tempo completely...
Hiccups/Astrid’s…
“Fuck… Fuck!!” Astrid whispered; her voice tight as she pushed the axe hilt into her arse. Further and further in it went, disappearing into the blondes tense arsehole. Pushing her head down against the wooden table below her, the force trying to keep her body steady, the blonde Viking began to feel full as it went inside her.
“What’s wrong with me? Why do I love this feeling so much?” Astrid thought to herself, her body tensing as she pushed the hilt in as far as her arse would give. It wasn’t the same as Mildews cock, but it was close as her free left hand reached down for her pussy, finding the clit as it did.
“That’s it, Fuck my arse Mildew.” Astrid said quietly to herself as she began pushing the hilt in and out of her arse, her juices that coated it from her pussy making it move slightly easier. Once she said Mildews name aloud, she instantly was hit with a feeling of nausea, like her true Viking self was disgusted with what she was doing. But another part pushed on, continued to enjoy the sensation that was happening.
Valka’s…
Valka cried out, her blue eyes widening as with practised ease, the old pervert slid off her and onto his knees before he grabbed her leg’s, placing her ankles over his shoulders and thrusting his cock back into her deep.
Not missing a step, his arms holding her legs up in the air, he began to pound into her rapidly wetting cunt. The noise of their hips coming together loud, slapping into the air along with the creaking of Valka’s bed.
The auburn-haired women couldn’t stop herself, as her hands gripped the covers below her tight to keep her in place, as she began moaning out unwillingly much to the satisfaction of the old man above her. Closing her eyes in embarrassment as she did.
“Can’t wait to see the chief tomorrow…” Mildew said between breathes. “Bet he would love to know how much his mother moans like a bitch in heat.”
“S-shut up...” Valka just about got out, as she threw her head back against the bed, her breasts moving back and forth every time Mildews cock entered her. At this moment in time, Hiccup was the last thing on her mind.
Moments past, and with every thrust the mature women rattled closer to an explosive orgasm. It had been so long, and she didn’t want to, Mildew had forced and used her body with some form of magic. But it felt too good, as her core tightened, and her body shook as his hips slapped against hers.
“OHHH Freyja” Valka cried out, Mildew holding her in place, her legs, and ankles still against his shoulders as pleasure rumbled through her body.
The old man gritted his teeth, enjoying the feeling of her pussy tightening around his cock, nearly pushing him over the edge. But the old man held it together as he watched the woman he hated, come apart beneath him. The bearded Viking waited for her to come down, before speaking to her, the woman breathing hard, trying to catch her breath from what had just happened.
“You got yours, now I’m going to get mine...”
Valka looked up at Mildew, the pulsing of pleasure dying down slowly, his cock still deep inside her, his horrid gaze staring at her like a leech. She knew he wouldn’t stop now, but she had to stop at least one thing if she could.
“Please Mildew, just not inside me...”
It fell on death ear’s, as Mildew merely pulled out of her cunt, leaning his horrid face down close to her, his lips against her ear.
“Not a chance, now you get on top and fuck me until I finish inside you Valka. Just like I’ve done to Astrid.”
Horror ripped through her, as she could only do what he said, as he laid back on the bed, his cock up and to attention before she shakily climbed on top, impaling herself down onto his thick member.
Astrid/Hiccups home…
She could feel herself getting closer by the moment, her hand pushing the hilt in and out of her pained, tight arsehole. Her body tightened more and more, and she could feel the heat growing, it felt so good to the blonde as she pleasured her body like she never had before.
Astrid kept it going, back and forth, repeatedly she pumped herself with her new toy. Her other hand still rubbing frantically against her clit.
“So close, fuck me Mildew…” Astrid cried out, slightly louder this time but still quite as she moaned as low as she could between movements. Like she was in tune with what her body wanted, the blonde shield maiden then pushed the hilt in deep, deep into her arse hole before leaving it there, removing her hand in the process. The hand she had been using, then reached up under her gown, finding her left breast, squeezing her perky chest, pinching the nipple as she continued to rub fast and faster on her clit.
It was then it happened, as she clenched tightly, her body falling suddenly over the edge. Her cunt spasming, her clit pulsing as the blonde began to let go all the while images of Mildews large cock plague her mind. All the while her arsehole clenched tightly, pulsating around the wooden object currently buried deep inside there.
No words were said from her mouth, instead, it was almost a silent, breathless cry as the powerful orgasm hit the shield maiden.
Valka’s…
Valka began riding Mildew at a steady rhythm, unable not to, she felt once again his large cock enter her. It didn’t take long for his hands to then make its way up her body, his old, withered finger’s grabbing at her breast’s. Holding them tight as she began to fuck him.
“Fuck me hard Valka, fuck me hard and make me come… I have a wife to get back to so no time to waste...”
Valka began to move faster, up, and down, his cock burying into her deep every time. Her pussy was on fire as she rode Mildew like a common whore.
“Tell me the truth Valka, am I better in bed then Stoick?”
The question hit her hard, her body still moving with his command as his words came out of nowhere, the shock hitting her quickly. But what was worse, was she may well of hated the old man below her, and Stoick had the emotional side with her, she couldn’t stop her answer slipping from her lips.
“Yes… Yes, your better in bed.”
The shit eating grin Mildew wore was obvious, as she continued to fuck him into the bed, but the answer she gave only made him pile on.
“Then you best tell me, keep telling me until I cum, fuck me as hard as you can and tell me you dragon loving whore.”
And that’s what happened, as Valka sped up even more, the bed creaking beneath the two as her tits bounced in his hands.
“You fuck better than Stoick.” Valka said, hating herself as she did. But it went on like that, as she kept on repeating it, kept on riding Mildew hard, until finally, finally the old man tensed up beneath her. His hands leaving her chest, grabbing her arse as they did as he come undone. She felt his warm seed instantly after as he growled loudly, endless amounts pumped into her pussy and deep inside her.
Mildew held her down, a snarl on his face as he emptied all he had into Hiccups mother. He stayed holding her in placed, the auburn-haired women crying out for her second orgasm as he did, him finishing in her sending her over once more.
Once he was finished though, he pushed her unceremoniously to the side, discarding her like she was nothing as the mother of one fell onto the bed beside him. His cum leaking from her and onto the covers below.
She watched, confused as the naked old perv got up quickly from the bed and began reclothing in silence. When he was dressed, and his staff back in hand, he turned back to her naked form.
“You’re not to have anyone else fuck you Valka without my say so.” Mildew commanded looking her with almost dead eyes, his hatred for her back once more. He licked his lips, before continuing. “You’ll let me in every night I choose to come here, and every night you’ll fuck me how ever I want…. And every day? Well, every day you’ll come find me, and ask me when no ones around if you could kindly suck my cock...”
Mildew smirked, before turning around and heading to the door, leaving a horrified yet well fucked Valka, nude and alone on her bed, leaking his essence. He would be back tomorrow night, only to use Hiccups mother once more, but this time, this time to bring his obsession one step closer.
Astrid/Hiccups…
She had laid there after removing the axe hilt from her arse, for a good few minutes to calm down before Astrid eventually came to her senses. She felt horrified in herself for what she had snuck away from Hiccup to do, but she knew she couldn’t dwell on it, she felt less needy than before. Much to her surprise it had helped some, but it was still wrong, that she knew.
So, without waiting around, she slipped off the work bench, blowing out the candles and hiding the hilt of the axe back where it was before. The Cheiftess then quietly walked out the room, righting her sleeping gown as she did.
Composing herself, the member of the Hofferson clan slowly made her way back upstairs, before slipping into bed beside her husband. Her body tensed and her heartbeat faster though when his voice said her name.
“Astrid?”
Keeping calm, the man clearly out of it still, she spoke softly back.
“Go back to sleep Hiccup, I just left to go get a drink.”
She watched him nod sleepily, before turning in towards her, wrapping himself around her body. The blonde stiff, her eyes staring up at the ceiling, trying to block out what she had just done.
Mildews place…
Mildew walked back into his home, placing his staff against the wall as the old man undressed, his cock flopping out, still covered in Valka’s juice’s. Once naked, the greying old pervert climbed into bed, next to his sleeping wife of not even a full day Ruffnut. The blonde naked as well.
The pressure on the bed next to her, and the fact he was now back causing her to stir.
“Milly… where have you been?”
He rolled his eyes at her nickname as the naked teen cuddled up against his old body. Putting his hands behind his back, he smirked, enjoying the power he held over Valka and Ruff. His main goal was a true uncontrolled Astrid, but he couldn’t complain with the other perks he had gained from the Loki stone. Before he slept, he had one more command to make.
“I just fucked Hiccups mum Valka; she’s left my cock dirty. Would you clean it with your mouth for me Ruff?”
The command of wanting to make Mildew happy set in straight away, as the newly pregnant Ruffnut nodded.
“Of course, Milly...”
Mildew sighed in pleasure, as he laid back relaxed as his new wife slipped under the animal skin cover and took his dirtied cock into her willing mouth. He watched as the material moved up and down, Ruffnut’s heading bobbing as she sucked and licked away.
All the while, Mildew was wishing it were the mouth of someone else, the mouth of his obsession… the mouth of Astrid Hofferson.
A/n see how i even gave Ruff some screen time, what do you guys think? Astrid is breaking more, wanting more but she is stubborn so who knows ay. Did you like the Valka dynamic? i dont write a lot of solo scenes so i hope the Astrid one was enjoyable . Anyone thanks for readin and please reveiw. until next time
Merlin
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