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Bound Berkians	By : Everyone-Has-Internet Category: +G through L > How to Train Your Dragon Views: 15739 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Intro

The sun begins to set on the small Island of Berk. As the stars begin to pop in the sky the temperature drops to below 10. To the Vikings that call this place home, it is a warm night. On a lone shore walk Hiccup Haddock and Astrid Hoffmann. One is the crafty son of the chief, and other, a fears warrior. Today they walk alone, their dragons having been told to stay home for their own good.

“I know Dragon Root is Dangers to most of our dragons but do you think it was smart burning ALL of it?” Asks Astrid as she brushed the soot from her hands.

“In truth I would have liked to save some in case of emergency. But I can’t think of any safe place to store it in the village. It’s best that we just get rid of all we can find on the island”. Hiccup marks off their location on a map. He then rolls it up and tucks it away. “Tomorrow we can compare notes with the rest of the crew, but tonight *yawn* I’m ready to hit the hay.”

“Weakling.” Astrid taunts as she playfully punches him in the arm.

Hiccup rubs his arm and gives her a smile to hide his pain. Even a playful punch from her is a bit too strong for him.

“Oh come on. That was a love tap.” She replies, seeing through his mask.

“If that’s what you do to people you love I’m scared to thing about the people you hate.”

Realizing what he said Hiccup quickly turns to look at Astrid, only to find that she has turned a soft red. He can’t help but crack a nervous smile. He receives another punch in the arm for that.

The two go silent but continue to walk. While unknown to them lay several armed figures hiding in the shadows of the rocks on the shoreline. Just as the two young Vikings pass between the large boulders a cry is heard and a heavy net is tossed on them. Astrid quickly responds and draws her massive ax. From under the ropes she tries to swing at her cloaked attackers. But then she feels a sharp prick in her neck and the world begins to spin. Meanwhile Hiccup manages to stay calm and slip out the ropes. He stomps his false steel leg on the foot of one of the men, but he’s distracted as he witnesses Astrid take a dart to the neck and fall unconscious. He soon receives a similar dart to the back, and all goes black.

Hiccup cannot move, he cannot see, but for a brief time he can hear their attackers talk to one another with strange accents. He can hear the creaking of the row boat they placed them in. And he can hear the open ocean as the boat takes them away from Berk.
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The room is dark; lit only by a weak lantern that hangs from a hock in the ceiling that’s too high to reach. Hiccup awakens on the floor. His body feels heavy, but he soon regains the feeling in his arms and pushes himself off the wooden floor boards. A quick glance around the room reveals that he is in nothing more than a large wooden box, with loose hay tossed across the ground. He then realizes something ells; he’s naked.

“H-Hiccup” Astrid calls to him from behind. Hiccup jumps in surprise. Trying desperately to cover himself he goes to turn to her, only to have her yell at him with a sharp tone. “DON’T LOOK!”

“Are you Okay?” He asks, with his back to her.

“Y-Yes….Kind of.” She replies with shame in her voice.

“Are you…um. Are you also…?

“Yes. I woke up like this. But I’m Okay. I think we’re on a ship. I can hear the waves.”

Just then, a hatch in the roof of their cell opens and the silhouette of a man appears above them.

“Why hello down there.” He chuckles. “Good to see you’re both awake. Wouldn’t want you to miss supper.” He lowers a bucket on a rope.

Hiccup and Astrid rap their arms tight around themselves, trying to hide their bear bodies.

“What’s going on?” Hiccup yells. “Who are you? What do you want?”

The man chuckles again. “My my, aren’t you inquisitive. Calm yourself young lad.

You’re just going on a trip. Soon you’ll be in new hands….er, after they pay good money for you, that is. And look on the bright side, you have a pretty lass to keep you company”. The man slams the hatch shut and a metal click is heard right afterwards.
The room is dim again. Hiccup sits on the floor and then shuffle backward towards Astrid. He tries his best not to face her but gets as close as he can. Astrid leans her back against the wall; she nervously bundles up the hay around her bear skin as he moves close to her. Hiccup picks up the bucket. Inside are a water-pouch and a single loaf of bread; barely enough for them to share.

“By Thor, we’re in trouble.” He says with a heavy sigh.

Astrid places her trembling hand on his shoulder. Only now does he glance back at her. He tries his best to make sure his eyes don’t wander. They do; they pass down her slim neck, to her shoulder, to her collarbone, and then - he clenches his eyes shut. He turns way again. And the room is silent. He breaks off half the bread and hands it to her over his shoulder. It’s dry but eatable. He takes a swig from the pouch.

“Okay. Worst case scenario…” Hiccup says, trying to sound calm as he plans their next move. “Even if my father has already started looking for us, they will search the island before they even think of sending boats. That means we’re on our own for now. We have no real idea of what’s outside this cell, or how many men they have keeping guard.”

“We have no weapons, no tolls, and no….um” Astrid continues Hiccup’s thought but falls short.

“Yes. That’s going to be a problem.” He says as he passes the water to her.

“GRAA!” She grits her teeth after finishing her share of the water. “This is insane. We can’t just sit here quivering like shaved sheep.”

“You’re right. The longer we stay like this the farther we get from Berk.” Hiccup takes a deep breath to steady himself. He then slowly stand up and terns to Astrid. “Astrid, look at me.”

“What are you crazy?” She says as she clenches her eyes shut. Her body rolled into a tight ball.

“W-we can’t expect to e-escape if we can’t even open our eyes in front of e-each other. Lo-look at me!”

“Damn it all. Why do you always have to be right about things like this? Would it kill you to one day NOT think things clearly?” She looks up slowly. In front of her Hiccup stands, fists clenched, back stiff as a board, and his eyes looking away. His face is as red as fire. Bear-chested men are a common occurrence even on the cold island of Berk. But for the first time in her life Astrid is seeing a Viking’s manhood. Her jaw hangs open at the sight. To make things worse she can now see the battle scars that run up his missing leg to his hip. They are deep burns and the tracks of heavy stitches. The two sights combined begin to arouse her, and drool begins to pool in her slack jaw.

“W-well? Are y-you going to stare at it…I mean ME all day? Hiccup nervously says as he desperately tries not to look at her yet.

“S-sorry!” She snaps back to reality. “Okay. My turn.” She stands up and after a moment of fidgeting she lowers her arms from her chest. Placing them at her sides, she gives Hiccup the “okay” to look.

Hesitant, he turns his head. Their eyes lock. Now she is as red as he. His eyes begin to make their decent. They gaze at her perk breast. Her nipples are a rosy color and around them sit a circle of freckles. Beneath that, her belly is strong from a lifetime of fighting. Finlay he reaches the small patch of blond curls that sits like a crown atop her pussy. It’s there that he becomes fixed. He cannot stop staring at the pale, soft folds that sit between her thin thighs.

“O-Okay. N-now YOU’RE staring. Turn around.”

“What?”

“I-if we’re going to do this, we…we might as well go all the way.” She spins her finger as to instruct him. He turns his back to her. His scars rap around his leg and even curve on the side of his butt cheek. They look as if a beast had dragged its claws across his flesh. She can’t help but find her eyes pulled to them. The shape of an X is imprinted on his back. It reaches from his shoulders to his waist and is coursed by the leather straps he wears when riding Toothless. “Mmm.” Astrid murmurs on reflex.

“What?”

“Oh. Nothing. I just… never mind. Okay. It’s your turn again.” She spins round, but unlike Hiccup, she keeps her head turned to him, peering over her shoulder. “So? Um, what do you think?” Though she was never as deeply wounded as Hiccup, her body is covered in small cuts and scratches from battles long past. Hiccup fights the urge to touch each and every single one. He twiddles his fingers. His eyes finally settle on her pale round ass. It sits, tight, above her soft thighs like a pearl.
There is a long pause before he then feels his penis twitch. He glances at Astrid’s face to find that she was staring at his dick the whole time. She noticed the stir of his manhood, and he knows it.

“Well I um…” He turns way. “Let’s start thinking of a way out of here.

Moments later Astrid’s feet are in his hands as he tries to lift her high enough to reach the hook in the ceiling. With the lantern already removed Astrid slowly unscrews the large rusted hook. They rock back and forth and her waist can’t help but brace itself against Hiccup’s face. With every strained breath he can smell the sweat the runs down her body. It flows into every curve and crevasse before making its way down her inner thigh and to his face. He can smell her moist pussy. And even now, it’s all he can think about. Just as the hook comes out she loses her balance and the two of them fall to the floor. Hiccup lands flat on his back but Astrid falls, knees bent, on his face. Her crotch planted firmly beneath his nose. For a brief moment he can feel her soft pussy on her lips. She quickly rolls off of him.
“Are you okay?” She asks.

“Yes I’m fine.” He tries to seem cool and calm.

“Step one: find a weapon. Complete.” She brandishes the sharp hook. It’s nearly the size of a farm sickle.

The plan is simple. The next time the guard comes to feed them, they will blow out the lantern so they won’t be seen. With Hiccups aid Astrid will leap up at the guard, using the large hock to grad him, and they will pull him down into their cell to make there escape. Now they just need to wait. They sit side by side. The awkwardness of their exposed bodies is slowly fading. They soon realize the guard won’t return till the next day.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry we had to see each other like this…in a situation like this.” Hiccup says.

“Are you saying if the situation was different, then you wouldn’t mind?” Astrid gives him a sidewise glance.

“Well I um…”

“You look nice. I mean, your scars are really cool. I still can’t believe you were the first to get REAL scars from a dragon.” She nudges him with her shoulder.

“You…you look amazing. And no, if the situation was different, I wouldn’t mind at all.”

As soon as he says this Astrid grabs him by the face and kisses him. It’s a long wet kiss and he doesn’t fight it. Their tongs brush each other. After she finally pulls back, he speaks again. “This is a bad idea, especially here and now.” There is no real resistance in his voice.

“I just..” She’s cut short as he kisses her this time. He’s rough and pulls her close.

“For now let ‘not think things clearly’.” Hiccup says, still holding her tight.

As they continue to kiss his hand slides down her neck and onto her chest. Astrid gasp when his grip tightens around her breast. The two of them breathe heavily in the shadowy cell, the torch flickers softly. His fingers rub her erect nipples and she can’t help but whispers between kisses. “Squeeze it.” He does, and she lets out a faint cry.
He softly shushes her while nibbling her neck. He keeps moving down. Now he nibbles her tits as she runs her fingers through his hair.

“Hiccup.. what.. what are you..” Astrid becomes breathless as he raps his lips around her hard nipple. “…hard..harder.” She pleads. He gnashes at her flesh.

He moves to the other nipple as she lies down on her back. Astrid’s hands grip at his shoulder blades but soon make their way down to his waist. She wanted to feel his scars but instead now finds herself reaching around to the patch of hair at the base of his belly. She begins to rake her fingers in the hair. But before she can reach any further, Hiccup’s hand has already matched hers. He slides his fingers through the blond curls, but then stops. His fingertips are almost burning from the heat between her legs. He pulls his head back and looks her in the eyes.

“Astrid?” He whispers.

“Go…” She replies.

Hiccup slides his fingers over her hard clit. She flinches in a delight she’s never felt before. He gently rubs between the folds of soft flesh. It’s a hot wet mess that his fingers knead at. Finally he gives a firm push and his middle finger slides into her. Astrid gasps and grips his other arm. Her back arches off the ground, bits of hay cling to her sweat soaked body.

“Wow!” Hiccup exclaims in delight.

He begins sliding his finger in and out. Every time he pulls out he rubs against her clit. Strings of pussy juices splatter everywhere as he moves faster and faster. He slips in a second finger and Astrid’s jaw drops as she lets out a deep moan. Now, every time he pulls out he squeezes her clit between his two fingers, tugging on it softly. She releases his arm and her hand returns to his waist. She roughly grabs hold of his dick and squeezes tightly. In shock Hiccup yanks his finger from her drooling pussy. Astrid springs up in realization of what she’s holding, but she never lets go. Her eyes are fixed on his manhood as she slowly strokes it.

“By THOR! Hiccup it’s so…hard” She exclaims in shock and newfound delight. She pulls the skin back as far as it will go and Hiccup shivers with pleaser. She licks her lips and finally looks him in the face. “I’m ready.”
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