Hiccup x oc oneshots

199- adorable

Ryden is hiccup and Astrid's son. Astrid left them after Ryden was born. Smut warning.

Hiccup is 27, south is 23, Ryden is 5

Souths p.o.v

"Ugh" I groan, throwing myself back onto my bed. I'm extraordinarily bored, and there is nothing decent to watch. Suddenly, I hear a vibrating sound coming from my bed. My phone is ringing. I hunt through my blankets and find the ringing phone and look. The number isn't in my contacts and I don't recognise it. I decide to pick up.
"Hello?"
"Hello?" I hear a child's voice in the other line. This is not a child I know. The hell?
"Hello, sweetie. What can I do for you?" The boy stays silent for a moment
"I just wanna talk. Do you wanna talk?"
"Sure, honey. What's your name?" I ask.
"Ryden."
"Okay, Ryden. Is your mommy or daddy there?"
"I don't have a mommy, and my daddy is sleeping on the couch" he explains to me.
"Alright, Ryden. How old are you?"
"I'm five! But I turn six in May"
"Nice! What are you up to right now?" I ask him.
"I'm drawing a dragon. My daddy likes dragons" I smile
"Are you drawing it for him?"
"Yeah! My daddy is awesome." I chuckle at this kids happiness and excitement
"Oh really? Do you have any pets?"
"Toof-wess"
"Toothless? Is that your dog?"
"No! It's the bird. Daddy has a bird he calls toofwess"
"That's so cool. What's your favourite subject in school?"
"I like art. It's a lot of fun"
"I'm sure you're amazing at it"
"My daddy is better than me." I hear some mumbling over the other line
"Mm, Ryden? Who are you talking to?"
"Oh! The nice lady has been talking to me" the ping boy says to who I assume is his father
"Oh really? Can I speak to her?"
"Okay! Bye bye, my daddy wants to talk to you"
"Bye bye, Ryden" there is some muffled sounds.
"Hello?" A man says over the phone
"Hi. Your son called me from this phone and asked for a chat. I hope that's okay?"
"Oh, that's fine. I'm sorry about that, I hope he didn't interrupt anything important"
"Well, if you think cursing Netflix for not showing anything interesting bad important then..." he laughs.
"The age old problem. What's your name?"
"South trader"
"Nice to... talk to you. I was gonna say meet you but that seems a bit moot. I'm hiccup haddock"
"Haddock... mayors kid?"
"The very same" he says.
"Nice to talk to you, hiccup haddock. Your son is an absolute sweetheart, by the way." He doesn't say anything for a moment
"Would you like to go on FaceTime?"
"Sounds good" I pull the phone away from my ear, and soon get a FaceTime request. I set my
Phone propped up on the desk and accept. Holy hot damn this guy is hot, with tussled auburn hair, bright green eyes and a shadow of stubble along his jaw. He gives me a lopsided grin
"Oh god, don't tell me I'm about to get done for talking to a 16 year old" he raises his eyebrows. I burst out laughing
"Oh hell. Nah, you're good. I'm twenty three" i grin back at him. He nods and smirks
"I'll remember that" he leans down and picks up a small child. He is the image of his father, with auburn hair and green eyes; but he seems to have his mothers face shape.
"Hello, little Ryden!" I smile. The young  boy smiles back
"Hello!" I look back to hiccup.
"Honestly, you raised such a sweet young boy" I comment. Hiccup smiles proudly.
"Haha, Yeah. I won't bother you with the tale of his asshole of a mother, but this little one turned out okay, didn't you bud?" He ruffles the young boys hair" he whines, making hiccup laugh
"So cute. So, he told me that you have a bird named toothless?" Hiccup nods and whistles. A black shape flies towards him and settles on his shoulder, rubbing a pitch black cheek against a pale freckled one.
"Rescued this guy from being torn apart by a fox. He's been with me since" I nod
"He's adorable"
"He's an attention hog" he scratches under the birds chin, who gives a happy croon in response.
"What kind of a bird is he?"
"A raven, I think. I honestly don't know, but he looks like a raven" I nod
"Yeah, I'll agree with you there. Hey, I have a question" he nods
"Sure, what's up?"
"Would you like to go for coffee some time?" He nods and smiles
"Sounds great! Do you know gobbers?"
"You mean the cafe run by the one armed one legged loudmouth?" He laughs
"That's the one! I get all my stuff free because gobbers my godfather." I chuckle
"Lucky you. Are you free this Saturday?"
"Yeah. 12pm?"
"Sounds great. I have class, so I gotta go. I'll see you this Saturday"
"See you" I hang up the phone and I get ready for class. I meet up with my friend heather
"What have you been up to today?" She asks as we walk to class. I explain to her the young kid calling me, and then my plans to go for coffee with his dad.
"You wanna get in with a guy with a kid? You're twenty three, girl. You're way too young to be tied down like that" I shrug
"If it does end in that, then sure. That kids lovely, and his dad is too. I love kids, anyway" she shrugs back at me
"If you say so"

Saturday

Is 12:05 and I'm sat in the coffee shop. I've ordered two coffees and cakes. The bell jingles and I look up, seeing a lanky auburn shape walk in. I smile and stand. His eyes land in me
"Hey, south, right?" I nod
"Yep." He reaches out and gently hugs me.
"I just wanted to thank you for keeping my boy occupied on Thursday. He usually wakes me up when I fall asleep in the couch" he says to me as we sit down
"Oh, that's no problem. I really enjoyed talking to him" he smiles.
"I'm glad. I like to think I did a good job with him"
"You certainly did." We spend a few hours chatting about different things, such as my university courses, his job and Ryden
"Hey, would you like to come back to my place for a beer?" He asks. I nod.
"Sure. Lead the way" I grab my purse to pay for our food and drinks, when he gently takes my hand and pulls it out of my bag
"Nuh-uh, I'll pay"
"No, you don't have-"
"It's fine." I just nod and put my purse back. He puts money on the table and we walk out. I walked here, so he leads me to his car. The drive is relatively short. We soon wind up at a nice little house. It has vines crawling up the front and just gives out an ambience of comfort. He opens the front door and I follow him in.
"Nice place" I comment to him. He smiles at me
"Thank you." He pulls out two Guinness beer bottles and hands one to me
"Thanks" I nod at him. He pops the cap of his and then hands me the bottle opener. I do the same. We walk into the living room and sit down. We spend another two hours talking about more deeper topics, such as his ex girlfriend Astrid, who left when Ryden was born, and my abusive ex boyfriend. When I finish telling the fort, I find my eyes are watery. He places his drink down and leans over, hugging me. I bury my head in his shoulder, breathing in his warm sandalwood and vanilla aftershave scent. He pulls back, his thumb brushing over my cheek. We make eye contact, and my heart begins to pound. He tentatively leans down, but doesn't kiss me
"Can I..." I answer by leaning up the rest of the way and pressing my lips against his. He presses his hands onto my hips and pulls me up and Into his lap, and he lays back against the couch so I'm straddling him. His fingers creep to the buttons of my blouse, but he pauses. I just undo a few buttons until he stars doing it himself, soon pushing the fabric away from my shoulders, dropping it onto the floor. I hook my hands around his shirt and pull it up, discarding it along with my blouse. He picks me up and I wrap my legs around his waist as he walks somewhere. I'm laid down into what is obviously his bed, feeling glad that he mentioned that Ryden was staying with his dad this weekend. He unbuttons my jeans and begins to pull them down, so I help by kicking them off. His kisses trail down to my neck, so I tilt my head to the side.
"Mmm" I go for his jeans, and he pulls away
"Are you Okay?" I ask. He nods
"Yeah, I just thought I should mention that I'm kinda... I'm an amputee." He taps his left shin.
"This here is a prosthetic. I've had quite a few people run away after seeing it" I just shrug
"I don't care about that" I resume the kiss. He pulls off his jeans. I roll us over so I'm on top of him, and I grind against him. He groans against my mouth. I reach back and unclip my bra, dropping it next to the bed. His hand comes up and grips my breast, his palm dragging along my sensitive nipple, making me moan lightly before his fingers come back down, and he tugs and my panties. He pulls away and looks at me
"Okay?" I nod
"Yeah..." he rolls us back over and removes them, leaving me completely nude. He also shucks his boxers, reaching over and grabbing a condom from the nightstand. He rolls is in, and I feel his tip presses against me. I push against him, trying to force it in deeper. With one smooth glide, he pushes inside me. I moan loud as he rolls his hips, making sure I'm okay before he moves into his knees, pulling me up so my legs are wrapped around his waist, all in once fluid movement. His thrusts become hard and fast, and my back arches in pleasure
"Oh god, oh god" I whimper, my hands flailing, trying to find something to hip. I end up holding his wrists, trying to make him go faster. He gets the memo and speeds up to the point my mind goes blissfully blank. He suddenly pulls out. Before I can complain, he turns me around so I'm on my hands and knees before pushing back in. He feels bigger this way, and he hits me deeper as he resumes his fast pace. My breathing becomes heavy and laboured as my climax washes over me, my arms giving out so I'm resting on my elbows, my face pressed against the bed. He comes soon after me, holding the condom to prevent it slipping as he pulls out, taking it off and wrapping it in a tissue before binning it. I lay on my back, panting on the bed. He lays next to me, saying nothing. We're at it again twenty minutes later, and thirty minutes after that. It's almost three in the morning by the time we fall asleep, and honestly, I have never in my life been done like that before.

Hey there, it's ya boi, the queen of shitty endings.