Hiccup x Reader: One-Shots.

10.) Relaxation

Type: Love/Lemon/Smut/Fluff/Fun With The Gang.
Movie/Show: Rtte. (Race To The Edge.)
Age: 18.
P.O.V.: Reader's P.O.V.-First Person.
Notes: Warning, lemon chapter; feel free to skip. This was requested by a reader and I can't find their username so, if they're still here, just comment so I can give you credit for the idea; they asked for a lemon in the forest and I thought this was a perfect scenario. Also, sorry this took basically a year to write, as I'm sure everyone else is, I've been busy this year. Online school started, and I'm stressed because this online stuff is difficult, and I'm getting more into theatre so I've been busy with that. It was a hard school year and I was struggling so bad this year. There will be more quite like this one in the future, I have a whole hatful of one-shots I wanna do. Thank you everyone for understanding, I love you guys. And from the bottom of my heart, thank you so much for all the support every single one of you have given this book. It really makes me smile seeing all the votes and comments and saving-to-reading-list-s. This takes place during the episode A Grim Retreat, except nothing happens to the dragons and Hiccup gets laid.
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"This really is a nice day," I said over the wind. I lifted my arms over my head in a luxurious stretch, letting my muscles tighten then loosen. They were tight after a long week of work, Hiccup is making sure The Edge is safe from dragon hunters. He was right to want to protect what was his but a break would be quite nice. A break for him might be nice, he's barely slept, ate, and all the other human necessities. That included sex, I missed Hiccup climbing into my bed and making me sore the next morning. And waking up with him curled protectively around me and his sweet kisses along the marks he left me last night.

"Yes it is, (Y/N)." Astrid agreed, snapping me out of my thoughts, as she moved Stormfly next to my dragon, "Would be nice to enjoy the breeze today huh?" She was talking loud so Hiccup could hear her. She rolled her eyes after no response and turned toward me, "I think all of this is getting to him,"

"I can hear you Astrid, I'm not deaf," Hiccup snapped back at the blonde. His shoulders were hunched over, and his head hung down a bit; it wasn't from the wind of flying, he looked tired and defeated. Except, he didn't try to show it, he made it look like it was from the wind. He's proud, he would never admit his feelings. Unfortunately, I could read him like a book.

Sensing the difference in his voice, Astrid turned towards me again. "What's wrong with him," she mouthed to me before shaking her head. The island of The Edge was showing on the horizon, the bright colors standing out against the blue sky. Hazy against the sun and heat waves, the rest came into shape and a cool breeze blew right over them. Perfect weather for a day of relaxation, too bad Hiccup has other ideas. We landed down where everyone was working, all still working alongside their dragons.

Fishlegs approached Hiccup as he dismounted Toothless, "Uh, Hiccup?" Fishlegs started, wringing his hands together as Hiccup gave a nod to continue, "I think Meatlug might be ready for a break. She's starting to lose her gag reflex," he pointed a stubby finder towards the dragon. She looked pitiful, her small ears were laying flat against her head, and her belly was brushing the grass.

From behind Fishlegs, Snotlout let out a laugh, "Guess the perfect little machine isn't so perfect after all,"

Fishlegs whipped around quick, "Have you checked your dragon?" I glanced over at Hookfang who looked just as tired- maybe even more- than Meatlug. "The giant oven doesn't look too perky either," Fishlegs retorted back.

Right as Fishlegs retorted his comment, Hookfang collapsed onto his belly. The force from the collapse was so great, it caused him to fire a shot of fire at Barf and Belch. Barf and Belch were not pleased, they raised their necks up and shot back at Hookfang , not aiming on target. Meatlug leaped in between with a growl, and roared at Hookfang then Barf and Belch. (D/N) walked over with a growl, trying to make peace between the dragons and eventually went face to face with Meatlug, both trying to see who could out-roar the other. Stormfly squawked as she swung around, shooting out spines; I flinched as it missed her target and pinned Ruffnut and Tuffnut upside-down into a tree limb. The twins looked surprised at their predicament, and the dragons continued on their fight, now also squabbling at Stormfly too.