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Flying in a different direction	By : Nathalia Category: +G through L > How to Train Your Dragon Views: 65142 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter List
- 1-Flying in a different direction
- 2-Chapter Two
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Astrid was scared, furious, and nowhere near willing to admit it or listen to reason. "I am not listening to anything you say! I'm telling your father and the REAL Vikings as soon as I get back!"
Hiccup withdrew his hand, folding his arms. "I can always leave you up here. Those branches don't look too strong, and it's a long way down."
He had two very good points. "Fine, I'll do what you want, just get me down from here!"

Hiccup hoisted her in front of him with surprising strength, so that she faced him, and turned the Nightfury away from Berk. "The first ride can be rough and a bit scary, Astrid. Especially if the dragon doesn't like you. You should hold on."
Astrid scoffed. "Maybe it's scary for a weakling like - AARGH!"
She screamed as the dragon sudden went into a series of airborne acrobatics, terrified that she would fall off at any second. Astrid wrapped herself around Hiccup as the Nightfury dove down toward the ocean, the beat of the dragon's wings making her hips roll against Hiccup's, and she could feel that he was responding as any male would.
She would have made a snappy remark, but this high up, it was best not to upset the dragon, who seemed very protective of Hiccup. Astrid clung tighter as the dragon suddenly dropped, landing on an outcropping.
Astrid immediately hopped off, grumbling. "I promised to hear you out already, you didn't need to dump us in the middle of nowhere. Stupid reptile."
She yelped when the Nightfury spat a small burst of flame, setting her tunic and kilt on fire. Astrid instantly pulled them off, stamping out the flames and glaring at Hiccup, who was clearly enjoying the view. She glared harder, but the son of the Chief only smirked. "You did say you'd do what I want if we got you out of the tree. Toothless doesn't like it when people break their promises."
He trailed off suggestively as she took in the facts that they were on an island -more like a very high, very large rock - that would take her less than two minutes to walk around, with no water or shelter, and no way off unless the Nightfury felt like being helpful – especially since said dragon had glide-jumped to the next rock over, too far away for either human to jump or to risk swimming.
If it had been Snotlout, she would have accused him of setting this up and lying, but Hiccup could barely lie to save his life, and only got away with as much as he did because thinking was not generally a Viking’s strong suit.
Hiccup’s eyes bulged as Astrid pulled off his harness and vest and dropped them on the sand, looking as though they would pop right out when she started to unwrap her bindings. Her breasts were still developing, but for a teenage boy who had long since resigned himself to never getting so much as a date, Hiccup thought that they were one of the best sights he had ever seen.
Maybe he shouldn't have told Toothless about his lust for the Viking girl who scorned him, but after witnessing a less-attractive side of Astrid he hadn't known existed and which made him rethink what he was looking for in the girlfriend he would probably never have and how much of his crush was based on Astrid's looks, he had been desperate to talk to someone.
He hadn't been serious when he made the innuendo to Astrid, but if this was the dragon's solution... well, Hiccup could live with that.
Astrid kicked off her boots, watching Hiccup shake himself out of his daze and do the same before he reached for her leggings, slipping a hand inside. Hiccup’s hands were slender, not the big, strong mitts common with the Vikings, but they found their target swiftly and easily enough, causing Astrid to let out a squeal.
Astrid had never appreciated Hiccup's clever hands and nimble fingers, thinking them weak and ineffective… until they were inside her pussy, doing wonderful things that set her body on fire with want. “How – aaaahh – how do you know all this?”
Hiccup’s free hand travelled to her breast, teasing the nipple into a peak as he palmed the soft flesh, his voice warm in her ear from where he stood behind her, and Astrid stifled a moan. “You’d be shocked at how many young couples think that the Forge is the perfect place for a tryst. Most of the time they don’t even notice me, so I learned a lot. Things like…sensitive areas… ”
Astrid gasped loudly as Hiccup’s mouth found a spot just below her ear, feeling him smirk as she fumbled behind her, trying to unlace his breeches and take him in her hands. “And techniques… "
He crooked his fingers inside her as his thumb pressed a bundle of nerves. Astrid squealed, writhing in Hiccup’s hold, her legs turning to jelly. His free hand gripped her breast tightly, making her wince as she stroked him. “You don’t have to wave a sword around to be dangerous, Astrid. Not killing dragons with my bare hands doesn’t make me weak.”
He pulled away, letting Astrid fall to the sand, whimpering at the loss as he walked to stand in front of her, gripping her hair. “I’m probably one of the most dangerous Vikings on Berk, but none of you see it, because you don’t care enough to look.”
Astrid took him in her mouth, sucking gently as she reflected that he might well be right. Hiccup had found a way to subdue dragons without killing them, while all of Berk was convinced that he was so powerful that dragons ran at the sight of him. Even she had believed it, though she had known that there was something more behind his sudden success. If Toothless hadn’t come to Hiccup’s defence when Astrid attacked him, she may have been convinced.
He pushed her lightly, making her tumble back onto the hard ground, kneeling between her thighs, his dagger making short work of the seams of her leggings. Astrid parted her legs, tilting her hips as the head of his dick pressed against her channel. Hiccup worked his way in until she was biting her lip, then thrust fully into her, and it was only long practice during her training that stopped her from screaming. “Unh. Take it, Astrid! Take my cock.”
Astrid thought that this was something else he must have picked up from observation, because Hiccup never sounded so confident. She played along, hoping to get it over with. She wanted to get home and figure out a way to bribe Hiccup into pretending that this never happened. He wasn't the bragging type, and few people would believe him even if he did say anything, but there was no need to take chances. “Ooh, yes, fuck me, Hiccup, fuck me hard!”
He did as she said, hands on her breasts. “Not so weak and useless now, am I? You like me stuffing your cunt, don't you Astrid? You like getting fucked by the village joke. Take it hard!”
Astrid winced, feeling slightly guilty for all the insults she had hurled at him over the years. Hiccup had always shrugged everything off with a joke or smart remark, knowing that he would never have won a straight fight. Now Hiccup was her only chance of getting off this island, never mind back to Berk, and Astrid really wished that she had been nicer to him. Stuffed was a good word for it, too, her virgin cunt barely managing to fit Hiccup's cock, tightening around him as he moved.
Hiccup lifted one of her legs onto his shoulder, leaning forward until she lay on her back, spreading Astrid wide, one hand over her throat, pinning her down. Hiccup's fingers found the nerves between her legs again, and Astrid thrashed beneath him. Something was coiling inside her, ready to explode, and she needed it. "Oh, Gods, don't stop! Hiccup!"
Astrid felt like she was shattering into a million pieces, the tense energy draining out of her, but Hiccup kept going, pounding into her harder and harder. The pressure started to build once more when Hiccup pulled her to sit up, his mouth finding the spot beneath her ear again, deftly unbraiding her hair. He pulled out suddenly, standing and yanking Astrid's head to his cock before she could ask what he was doing. "Whu-mmfff..."
This time, Hiccup didn't let her set the pace, fucking her mouth like he had her pussy. Astrid tasted herself on him, unsure how she felt about that, her mind running swiftly.
She had heard stories of Vikings who had gone mad from pressures laid upon them, which was part of why Berk took everything except Dragons with a casual attitude that surprised most of the other tribes. Had Hiccup finally cracked in a similar way, fed up from years of people demanding that he be everything that he wasn't, trying to meet their expectations but always falling short? He was supposed to kill a dragon, the creatures that he had clearly come to love in the absence of affection from the other Vikings, and then Astrid had threatened to reveal his secrets.
Hiccup had few people he could call friend, but Astrid knew that if you gained his trust and affection, Hiccup would stand by you in the face of death, do everything he could to protect and defend you.
Astrid also realised that she had been very lucky that Hiccup had chosen to explain, rather than letting his Nightfury set the tree on fire with her in it. Getting a bit rough with her during sex wasn't a bad alternative.
Astrid choked as something warm and sticky filled her mouth, grimacing at the taste, and Hiccup released her suddenly, pulling out of her mouth and leaning back against a rock. "Play with yourself, Astrid. I want to watch you make yourself cum."
At this point, with her survival dependent on Hiccup's goodwill, Astrid was not about to argue, and awkwardly tried to copy what Hiccup had done. She fumbled between her legs, palming her breast and biting her lip as she tried to figure out how Hiccup had made it feel so wonderful. Astrid was not used to coming second in anything, but she had the feeling that even Tuffnut or Fishlegs could beat her at this. After a few minutes of watching her and stroking himself, Hiccup rolled his eyes. "Figures that now would be the time to discover that you're bad at something. Stand up."
Astrid obeyed, and Hiccup pulled her to straddle his lap. Astrid sank down onto his hardening cock, wincing a little, and gasped as his mouth closed around her breast. She rocked against the dark-haired boy, who thrust up into her. "You like it rough, don't you? You like that I can make you scream, when no sparring partner can even get a whimper."
Actually, she hated feeling so vulnerable, but wasn't about to say so. She didn't want to be stuck on this island any longer than she had to be. Instead, she clutched him tighter, moaning as she neared another orgasm. "Unh, it's so much!"
She bounced up and down in his lap, panting as she tried to keep up with his rapid pace. Hiccup let out a muffled groan, grasping her hips and grinding her down onto him, feeling her tight sheath clench around him. He ground her sensitive nipple between his teeth, winning a scream before he switched to the other one. Astrid was building up to another orgasm, and could tell that Hiccup was doing the same, but unlike last time, he wasn't pulling out.
Instead, he lunged forward, pinning Astrid against a large boulder, knees gripping his waist as he pounded her. Astrid clutched his arms, trying to steady herself and slow him down, but Hiccup didn't stop. He surged against her, his mouth and hands on her breasts, and all she could do was hold on. "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Hiccup, please, slow down! Ah! I can't keep up!"
He either ignored her or didn't care. Hiccup pulled out and spun her around, entering her from behind, his grip on her throat making her arch back against him as he forced himself deeper and deeper. His lips were on her neck, as relentless as the rest of him, immune to Astrid's screams, his free hand wandering, now on her hip, now her breast, now between her legs. "Now do you understand what it's like to want mercy from someone tormenting you, and know that they won't give it? Do you feel what it is like to be powerless, knowing that no-one will stop them from doing whatever they want to you? That there is no escape, and that the rest of your life will only be more of the same?"
Sheer willpower was all that stopped Astrid from bursting into tears. Was this fearful helplessness how Hiccup had felt all these years as they bullied him, not even Gobber or Stoik stepping in on his behalf? The shame and despair washed away her building arousal, and she could only brace herself as Hiccup bore her down onto the hard rock, fair skin bruising as he held her there with a hand between her shoulder blades. "Unh, unh, unh! Hiccup, please, I know that I - OW!"
Hiccup yanked her head back by a fistful of her hair, releasing inside her with a grunt. "I don't need to hear your excuses, Astrid, or anyone else's. I've succeeded in something that no Viking has ever dared to even try, and we don't need any of you."
Astrid's breasts scraped against the stone as Hiccup gave a few last pumps, making sure she received all of him before he withdrew. It didn't end there, though,Astrid painfully stood up, wincing as she gathered her clothes and put them back on.
The flight back to Berk took surprisingly little time, but Hiccup didn't dismount after he pushed Astrid off the Nightfury. "I'm not coming back, Astrid. Make up whatever you want, but if you tell anyone about Toothless, I'll come back and destroy you."

Astrid didn't move from where she had fallen, "What are you going to do now?"

Hiccup didn't turn around. "The dragons are being forced to raid us by... well, sort of like a queen bee of dragons. We're going to go to Dragon Island and take it out. The dragons won't have to raid Berk anymore, and you won't have to kill them. After that... I'll think of something."

Astrid didn't have time for a reply before Toothless shot into the air, soaring away into the clouds.
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