In Between and After The Hidden World

Our New Life Together

He didn't know how to feel, or what to feel. The only word that could come close to even sum up what he was feeling was love. Overwhelming love and joy. The tears rimmed the edges of his eyes and he couldn't seem to look away. No. He didn't want to look away. He couldn't.

Astrid walked elegantly down the aisle. Hiccup had never seen her in a dress, but he swore that she looked like a goddess in her pure, white gown. A white cloak was clasped by two metal pieces in the front. And on those metal pieces were engravings of a Deadly Nadder. Then on her head, a crown of baby pink flowers adorned her loose hair.

They both beamed when she finally made it the rest of the way to him and her father left her side. They stood facing each other, Gothi standing between them as the officiator. With her written words, they were married. Before them stood a statue of Stoick, letting them feel as though he were watching their grand occasion.

Gobber stepped up to the podium to read Gothi's words aloud. "Do you, Chief Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, son of Stoick the Vast Haddock, and Valka Haddock, take Astrid Hofferson, daughter of Arvid and Thialfi Hofferson, to be your lifelong partner? To be your chiefess? To share your life with her forever and always? And to be the father of any and all children she bares?"

Hiccup didn't hesitate. He nodded with a smile toward Astrid. "I do."

"Do you, Astrid Hofferson, daughter of Arvid and Thialfi Hofferson, take Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, son of Stoick the Vast Haddock, and Valka Haddock, to be your lifelong partner? To be his chiefess? To share your life with him forever and always? And to be the mother of any and all of his future children?" Gobber asked Astrid.

She looked to the ground for but a moment, before looking back to Hiccup with a smile and nodding.

Hiccup then held out his hands for her to place hers in. and when she did, he stroked the backs of her hands gently. That's when Gothi placed two gold and white pieces of cloth over their joint hands. And with that, their marriage was sealed, only to be broken in the halls of Valhalla.

Joy overflowing inside them, they sealed their binding with a heart-searing kiss. Nothing had ever felt so right. No kiss had ever felt as perfect as this one. For six years they had been one on the battlefield, always knowing the other's plan; now, they were one in life. Their lives were now bound into one. Nothing and no one would ever break them apart.

That night...

A/N: So I don't want to ruin this oneshot for anyone with a sex scene that they don't want. So if you wish to keep this an innocent fic to your mind, skip this scene. I'll put an A/N where it's over.

They were both beyond nervous, as they stepped into his bedroom. They'd been together in his room before, but never as a married couple, and most certainly not with the rights that came with being married. Now they had that option that wouldn't taint them.

He looked over at her, chewing on his lower lip. Taking a cautious step forward, he rested his hands on her waist and pulled her close. Leaning down, he kissed her ever so lightly. But it quickly grew into more, as she wrapped her arms around him and deepened the kiss.

"Do-do you want to?" He stuttered, breaking off the kiss for a brief moment.

She smiled softly. "You know I want to, but do you?"

He nodded. "Yes. I want to do with my wife, what I couldn't do with my girlfriend." Not waiting a moment more, he pressed his lips to hers once more, letting his passion and need for her take over. Humming softly, he took his kisses down her neck and to her collarbone. Meanwhile, his hands started at the laces on the back of her dress.