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Office Bang

Smut chapter, which mean there's a 99.9% That this will go miraculously right or horribly wrong.

Hiccup couldn't go an hour with Astrid without banging the life out of her. She was that intoxicating.
Hiccup found it particularly difficult to sit with her and the rest of the gang without feeling her azure skin. They were figuring out the cleaning duties for the Academy for the next thirty moons, and Hiccup kept squirming in his seat to get comfortable in his tightening pants, but with no avail. Didn't help that Astrid was pressed to his side, his arm locked around her waist.
"So since Hiccup has his weekly chief meetings on Monday, I think that I'll...Hiccup? Are you listening?" Fishlegs thumped his fist on the table. Hiccup jolted.
"Huh. What?" Five pairs of confused eyes landed on him, including Astrid's, and his member started to hurt.
"Did you hear anything of what I said?" Fishlegs demanded, shoving the uncompleted timetable in his dazed face.
"Uh...huh." His mouth was dry. He moistened his lips and cleared his throat.
"Sorry, guys..." he apologised. "It's been a long day."
Fishlegs waved him off. "It's noon, Hiccup."
"I knew that! You guys kept going, Astrid will fill me up on what's happened in my office. We need to sort out chieftess stuff aswell."
He shot up to his legs, pulling Astrid along with him. He practically danced to his office, anticipating what he'd do to his fiancée.
Kiss her senseless.
Rip her clothes off.
Suck every inch of her that'll make her scream.
Wait. No. They can't be heard. He'll suck her anyway.
Bang her. Hard.
He cursed the fact that he couldn't make love to her all the way, since the gang was next door. But if he didn't release soon he wouldn't be able to think of anything else but see himself disappear inside of her...
He shut the door behind him, ensuring the lock was on before shoving Astrid against the door and pressing against her, his lips attacking hers hungrily.
Astrid laughed against his lips as he worked down her jaw line, wondering how many bite marks would trail behind those magical pearls. "Someone's horny." She giggled, her hands gripping his trousers and pulling him flush against her. The both gasped at the feeling, though it was far from new, still amazing each time, maybe even better.
Hiccup didn't reply, only shoved her leggings and underwear down, his soul enemy at the moment, preventing their burning skins to meet.
"You know how crazy you make me?" Hiccup growled against her neck, shamelessly bucking his hips to hers. He wanted her to feel what he does to her. How the thought of her intoxicated him so bad. "I want you."
"And the rest of the gang is next door." Astrid reminded, followed by a moan went Hiccup's fingers stroked her heated sex.
"Then we'll have to be quiet and fast." Hiccup swallowed her mouth with a kiss, unbuckling his belt and his trousers dropped to the floor, his member flying free. Not for long though.
He tested her waters, sliding two fingers at a time pumping them in and out, feeling her slick juices coating his fingers. He curled his fingers inside the cavern. Astrid let out a pleasured scream.
"Astrid?" Fishlegs yelled from the other room. "You alright?"
Hiccup continued to finger her while Astrid struggled to form a sentence to assure Fishlegs she was catching Hiccup up on the plans and not riding his fingers. He even slipped in a third finger, and Astrid couldn't help let a moan escape-
"Astrid?" Fishlegs called again, this time a bit more concerned. "You okay? What's up with the scream and moan? Hiccup?"
"Fine!" Hiccup called, lazily slipping out and without warning speared her, his member sending shocks up Astrid's body.
"AH! Uh, fine!" Astrid tried to disguise it but she knew it was failing, because Hiccup was starting a fast pace that would send her into a frenzy of vocals if they were in private. She grabbed chunks of his soft hair for relief, scraping her nails along his scalp
"Okay..." Fishlegs said suspiciously. Then Hiccup and Astrid heard the gang resume their assignments.
Astrid pouted at Hiccup, but it was hard to maintain it. Her face kept twisting to confide the pleasure and she bit her lip so an mewls wouldn't escape.
Hiccup grinned lazily at her, finding her struggle amusing. He held her hips tight, they thrusted into each other. Astrid's back pressed against the wall and she tried hard to not thump against it.
"So Astrid." Hiccup started, and Astrid scowled. "Any ideas for the new Terror Mail system?"
The dirty little-
A conversation while having sex.
"How about, ungh," Astrid tried to say, but Hiccup started to suck on her pulse point, teeth scraping the skin while he sucked blood to the surface. She tried not to focus on how his cock was disappearing into her..."Station buildings, where, ungh," Astrid wrapped her legs around Hiccups waist, locking her ankles together and pulled him towards her sharply, and now Hiccup decided to grind her, using the wall as leverage. Their hips rubbed together, his member fully inside her, grinding against the wall to get into her as deep as he could possibly get. He held her under her thighs, stroking the skin so close but so far to her wanting sex...
Astrid's breathing stuttered, hitting the very back of her cavern, the whole new angle making it hard to breathe, much less talk.
"A dozen terrors are, and, ah, the Vikings can stop there is they wanna send, ah! A message, ungh," her voice was choked with pleasure. The feeling of him filling her was sooo good...
"Good idea." Hiccup's husky voice whispered in her ear and she gasped as he started to nibble her earlobe.
"Train, the, terrors, to, uh, ah! Unghhhh, go back to the, mmpf, station, after, yes Hiccup.. right there.." Astrid's toes curled, her breasts pressed painfully into his chest.
Hiccup grunted into her ear and she was done, letting out a scream and Hiccup swallowed it, kissing her feverently as he spilled his hot seed into her, and she moaned into his panting mouth.
"Hiccup! Astrid!" Fishlegs voice sounded much more impatient.
"Coming!" They yelled and frantically threw on their clothes, rushing to make themselves look presentable.
When they calm out of the room, hair tousled, lips swollen and Astrid tried to hide the hickey with her hair, Fishlegs instead eyed Astrid's clothes and said "Your skirt is inside out."

I suck at smut so bad lmao even though I read so much :)