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A Tale of Berk	By : Sectopolous Category: +G through L > How to Train Your Dragon Views: 43943 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own How to Train your Dragon, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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This story has somewhat of a plot, I promise.
“Astrid, I’m sorry, please!”
The words don’t affect Astrid because she hears them every time. Hiccup hasn’t learned this yet.
“Shut up Hiccup, sorry isn’t going to cut it.”
It never does.
Hiccup shuts up.
They’re in the cove--no one ever thinks to look for them there and Astrid trusts the seclusion. It’s early dawn and Hiccup never knew what hit him until Astrid knocked him out and took him from his bed. His father is far too used to him disappearing at any given hour. Knowing she has hours excites Astrid.
She admires the boy and her handiwork. His arms are tied behind his back, his legs are held open by thick ropes tied at his ankle and knees, and his legs are left spread. His clothes are gone; she removed them herself while he was unconscious. She never tires of looking at him like this. His slender body and pale freckled skin and red hair running in batches, but also the added vulnerability. She wrapped fishing wire around his testicles and his penis--which woke him--and both are now shining and pink. He’s panting. He can’t see, he has a blindfold on, but she has punished him like this before so the fear in his voice comes from experience, not confusion.
Hiccup whimpers when she prods the dark skin around his anus.
“It hurts... it hurts...” He wants to cum. She has teased him for so long, sucking and tweaking.
“It does not,” she snaps. She’d done worse to him. He's trying to win sympathy and it annoys her.“And last time you lasted longer,” she adds.
Her finger enters his ass and she wriggles it. The muscles clench and release. Hiccup stops his whining.
She goes through the usual pattern, adding more fingers, scissoring... the whole time Hiccup is silent except for his heavy breathing. He knows this. He no longer squeals.
She removes her fingers and takes the axe at her side. The handle is already slick with oil. She places the tip at Hiccup loose entrance and pushes it in. His body seizes. She pushes more in. Nearly half way down the length of wood before the resistance becomes too much.
She observes the ring of muscle pucker around the wood.
“That’s long,” Hiccup complains. His teeth are grit and the muscles in his neck bulge. It’s uncomfortable for him. That’s it. Astrid suspected this would be too lenient.
She pulls it out and pushes it in again. She does this a few times and smiles as Hiccup’s breathing grows labored. It’s still uncomfortable for him, but the skin of his penis grows tighter and pulls back more in reaction.
Astrid continues to shoves more of the handle into him. She angles it up and tries to see if she can see an outline against his thin stomach. Sometimes a small bump appears between his hipbones.
Hiccup coughs and cries out. His penis is almost flat against his stomach in a strained erection.
“Okay,” he croaks. “I won’t do it again!” This is too unfamiliar for him. It pushes too many of his limits.
“You don’t learn that quickly,” she chastises.
“I do!”
Astrid ignores him. She’d heard it before.
“How can you be so hard with something up your ass, Hiccup?” she asks him off hand. “You must like it.”She shoves it in harder and grabs his drawn balls in a sudden crushing grip.
“I don’t!” He cries. He claimed he hated it so many times but she never believes him. “I really don’t!”
She moves to short, shallow, fast thrusts. More than half of the axe handle is inside him. Hiccup’s ass bounces from the force. He pants, hips jerking, begging to get off in whispers.
Astrid pulls the axe from him suddenly, and his body stills. He is still hard, cock twitching, but he audibly sighs. He senses his punishment is nearly over.
“I’m sorry,” he breathes. Astrid smiles, but he can’t see it with the blindfold on. This is something she wants him to get used to.
“Oh no,” she says for his benefit. “This wasn’t your punishment. This was a reminder.”
She relishes in the way his mouth frowns. His neck is tense once again.
She whistles for Hookfang, who had been watching unbeknownst to Hiccup. She lured the dragon to the cove with fish earlier. Astrid learned from her own observations that dragons would grow hard at the sight of humans rutting. Sure enough, Hookfang’s draconic penis stands from the underside of his scaled belly. The Nightmare’s length is nearly that of her forearm, with a base as wide as her hand. Astrid stands, guides the dragon to positions the beast over her boyfriend’s exposed body.
“W-what is that?” Hiccup stutters when the shadow falls over him, even in the dim morning light. Hiccup knows the smell of a dragon from all the time he spends with them. He hopes it isn't true.
Hookfang is eager. His eyes are dark and unfocused and his penis is bright red and slimy. Astrid has trouble gripping it as she helps align the dragon’s tip with Hiccup’s well prepared asshole.
Hiccup immediately tries to shy away from the blunt tip. The round top spears the cavern between Hiccup’s spread cheeks.
Astrid crawls back up to Hiccup’s head and whispers: “This is your new punishment.”
She gives the signal to the dragon. Hookfang begins to push.“What is that--oh! Oh--oh!” Hiccup tries to arch away again but the ropes hold fast. He can't express his horror in a full sentence. “No... no what---okay, stop! Stop!”
Hookfang’s slow entry spreads the ring of muscles at an alarming girth, and it was only Astrid’s preparation that spares Hiccup from actual damage. Her eyes are wide as she watches a thin human boy become a cock sleeve for a Monstrous Nightmare.
Instinct takes over Hookfang as soon as he is halfway hilted. He quickly has no control of his hips. The dragon pants and pounds, taking the smaller creature with brutal force.
“Astrid, this isn’t--no more! Please Astrid! AH! AHHHH!” Hiccup is left screaming but no one but Astrid is around to hear him. A Nightmare’s thighs are powerful, and Hiccup is rocked so hard and so deeply that the ropes cut into his legs. His prosthetic falls off. He's too focused on what is inside of him.
Astrid almost takes pity on Hiccup because he has never taken anything of this size inside of him before. She holds him and caresses him. She shushes him until his screams turn to soft cries.
“Oh gods,” Hiccup sobs. His face is angled at the sky. “Oh gods...” He’s more horrified by what is happening than the physical turn of things.
Hookfang thrusts into him faster. In short, hard bursts. Hiccup adjusts more. His struggling legs eventually fall limp around the dragon’s large body. Soon it’s just Hookfang’s motions that shake him.
“There we go,” Astrid coos. She’s happy that he’s settled down and opened his body to the dragon. She pet his hair back and kissed his forehead.
“Are you going to go flying without me again?” she asks.
“No,” Hiccup gasps. “I promise, please stop it...”
She could never stop it, even if she did forgive him. It is too hot. Hiccup helpless as a dragon fucks him, his body saying what his pride wouldn’t.
Hookfang blows smoke down on Hiccup and a sick slurping noise becomes a constant from Hiccup’s back end.
"You promise?"
“Astrid, I don’t like this!” Hiccup continues to beg of her. He tries to twist away but too much of the dragon's weight is on top of him.
“Yes, you do.” Astrid reaches between the dragon and him and squeezes his pulsing red member. Hiccup cries out, jerking again. The blindfold is wet with tears and sweat.
Hookfang makes wild, deep noises as his trusting becomes stronger and frantic. Hiccup makes a barbaric, feral noise as his prostate gets pounded. His mouth is left opened and she wants to take the blindfold off just to see his whole face contort as he looses control.
“Did you know Nightmares release nearly a gallon of cum,” Astrid hisses in his ear. “Fishlegs told me.”
The timing is perfect. The dragon throws its head back and roars. He releases.
“Gods!” Hiccup screams as he feels his stomach bloat. Astrid is disappointed that she can’t see the filling from his thin stomach, but she imagines his discomfort.
Hookfang stumbles backwards with a wilting cock. He’s sated so he leaves.
Hiccup is still hard, the twine keeps him so. Thick dragon spunk dribbles from his gaping anus. He is hiccuping and gasping and his body twitches. He’s trying to close his legs but the ropes won’t let him. He continues to let out little soft sobs.
Astrid wishes she knew a fast way to capture moments like this. It will be in her dreams for months. She rips the blindfold off him. His eyes are bloodshot from crying.
“You can’t do this,” he whimpers at her. “Not like this.”
She tries not to hit him. She already punished him, she reminds herself.
“You can’t disobey me, or leave me when we’re flying,” Astrid snaps at him.
Did he learn nothing?
“This isn’t right--” he says. It’s the same argument every time.
“You don’t want the village to know that dragons fuck you, do you?” Astrid asks sweetly. “Look at this.”
She slaps his balls and cock and he bleats like a sheep.
“You are a mare for fucking. Your legs are open and your cock is hard. It’s what your body wants. You should be thanking me.”
She shoves two fingers up his ass so that he gets the point. It’s wet and easy to do so.
“Be a better boyfriend or I’ll use a Gronkle next time.”
"Thank you," Hiccup whispers like he was just forced to bite a bitter mushroom.
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