TGS'verse

Chapter 5

TGS'verse

Chapter 5: Vixen

A/N: Was hit by the inspiration bug shortly after finishing the previous chapter, hence this lemon piece is here.

Most definitely M rated, so do leave now if this isn't for you.

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Two infatuated individuals entered Astrid's house, lips interlocked and tongues battling as they walked backwards awkwardly through the door.

Then the younger of the two pulled away. "Wait right here, babe. I'll be back soon."

"Okay...?" he murmured, watching as she winked at him before disappearing down the hall and into her bedroom.

When she returned a short while later, she had changed out of her police uniform and into blue sweatpants and a white t-shirt. Grinning, she took Hiccup by the hand. "Follow me, Hiccup. I want to try out my favourite position with you."

"Fine with me," he nodded, and she led the way with that same smile.

She brought him into her living room, and over to a sofa. "So you want to do it here?"

"Something like that," she said, before quickly grabbing him by the shoulders and very forcefully pushed him, making him fall against the leather furniture.

"You could have just asked me to sit down, you know," Hiccup responded.

"Now where's the fun in that? Speaking of fun..." Trailing off, Astrid dropped to her knees before him, then gazed up at him with a coy smirk. "You've had oral sex before, correct?"

"Y-yep." His breath hitched and he blinked as he spoke, making the kneeling blonde's grin stretch wider.

"Oh, and was the fact that your breath hitched just now, a sign that they are a weakness of yours?"

A flush reached his cheeks, turning them pink. "Guilty as charged, milady."

"Now the question is, how much of a weakness is it for you?"

Before Hiccup could reply, Astrid blew gently on his crotch, and he squirmed a little as he sat there, providing all the answers the blonde vixen had sought out.

Focusing on the area, the blonde continued to blow on the groin of his jeans, bringing him to full-mast within a minute of doing so; and at that point, her victim was whimpering softly because of it.

She wasn't done, however, for she followed this up by taking the zip in her teeth and tugging downwards, setting his cock free.

As he sprang free of his confines, Hiccup exhaled, then hissed when she snaked a hand into his boxer briefs, her slightly colder hand closing around warm and sensitive flesh.

"A-are you going to give me a handjob now?" he asked her.

"Nope," she replied, her intentions becoming clear when she dipped her head towards the head of his cock and darted her tongue out, catching a bead of precum that was forming there.

"You get it now?" she then said, glancing up at him.

He was watching her with rapt attention, not daring to breathe as he bit his lower lip. He nodded, and she shot him a thumbs-up, then returned to her self assigned task.

She proceeded to lick along the underside of his shaft, before kissing his glans. Then within seconds, she had pulled away and taken off her white shirt.

Tossing it on the floor behind her somewhere, the now half-naked blonde shuffled close enough to position his manhood between her tits, then leaned forward and took his cock into her mouth.