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Of course, by the time that Hiccup and Toothless made it back to the training arena, they were late. Quite late. Earning quite a bit of ire from Astrid. Worse, they arrived soaked. Hiccup was soaked, at least; in briny sea water, at that. Water slipped off Toothless's scales like they were coated in oil. Not so much for Hiccup's clothing, which was still dripping when he dismounted.

Hiccup wasn't sure which was worse. Astrid's ire, or all of the trainees seeing him getting a glare from her.

“Toothless decided we needed a bath." Hiccup lied. It had been his idea. And they certainly had needed a bath. It was much better to show up to training soaked with sea water than soaked in dragon cum.

Astrid's voice dropped to that terse, quiet tone. A 'don't fight in front of the kids' kind of tone. Hiccup stuck with his lie, that Toothless had headed out and took a dive into the sea.

“I think he's just cranky that you barged in this morning. You agreed mornings were his time to spend with me." Hiccup timidly suggested.

Toothless snorted and rolled his eyes, his tail coiling to smack his organic fin against Hiccup's backside. Hiccup stumbled forward, arms wrapping around Astrid to catch his balance. Their lips ended up an inch apart, the sea water soaking from Hiccup into Astrid's clothing.

Astrid went red, her eyes widening. They stood that way for a moment as Toothless walked away, sniffing and inspecting the new recruits. The majority seemed nervous at best. None wetted their pants, unlike the last year. The bar for a 'good' recruit day was set quite low.

Astrid shoved Hiccup back, making him fall on his ass. Hiccup grunted, looking up to Astrid. Before the dragons, Hiccup would have had an axe pointed at his face. But now it was just Astrid's hand, pointing a single, threatening finger at Hiccup. Just as dangerous and intimidating as an axe had been.

“Go change clothes and hurry back." Astrid growled down at him, before turning back to the recruits. One of the five had reached out, stroking Toothless's snout. Toothless seemed to like that recruit. The other four had inched back several paces. Their eagerness to be a dragon rider tempered by just how big a dragon was up close.

Astrid made her way over to Toothless, her cold anger suddenly gone. “Yes, perfect! A hand on the tip of their snout is how we introduce ourselves to dragons…" she encouraged, her words becoming unintelligible as Hiccup jogged away.

Once Hiccup arrived, he was quick to get rid of his cold, sodden clothes. He changed into a fresher, but more importantly dry, set. 'Fresh' was relative, among Vikings. And Toothless. Everything Hiccup owned, and Hiccup himself, was tainted with the omnipresent smell of Toothless. Practically marking him property of the dragon. Toothless thought that was exactly the case, of course.

Astrid was already introducing dragons to potential riders by the time Hiccup was back. They were both delighted that recruitment day went far better than the previous year's. The citizens of Berk were becoming, if begrudgingly, more familiar with dragons over time. Hiccup hadn't seen someone shriek or run away from a dragon in months, and a good number of households now had dragons residing in them with their family. If nothing else, dragons were great at keeping away pests and handy with various chores.

Still, the bar was set low. Recruitment was better than last year, but not by much. Two of the recruits were siblings, a brother and his sister. The sister was younger by only a year. And she turned out to be a natural, able to stay on Toothless as he took to the air. They used the wind and a rope attached to Toothless's harness, just as Hiccup had when refining Toothless's tail fin prosthetic. Her older brother, on the other hand, started crying and trembling as he tried to mount Toothless.

Among the lot, Hiccup and Astrid felt two would make excellent riders, one had potential, and the other two had removed themselves from consideration. The young woman- Gret, Hiccup would have to remember- was rather disappointed her brother had bowed out. She seemed quite excited at the prospect of co-piloting a Zippleback, just as Ruffnut and Tuffnut did. Her eyes lit up when Astrid proposed a single rider being a Zippleback's partner.

Cleanup, debriefing, speaking with the elders, and introducing the three new riders to more dragons took the rest of the day. Hiccup and Astrid made it to the mess hall after a good half of the hall was empty, most gone or just finishing their meals. Toothless greedily devoured fish as Hiccup and Astrid ate dinner, discussing the next steps for the new recruits.

The stars were out and all three were exhausted by the time they returned to their homes. Hiccup half expected Toothless to collapse the moment they passed the threshold, and intended to do just the same after he undressed.

Toothless had other things in mind.

The door shut harder than Hiccup had expected. Looking back, he spotted Toothless had pulled it with his tail fin. And now the dragon was skulking toward him, a sultry expression in his eyes and echoed in the deep, warbling tone he cooed. His muzzle pressed to Hiccup's chest, teasing up to Hiccup's neck, then bumping against his chin. Their eyes met, and Hiccup found himself quickly lost in the ink black pools of Toothless's eyes.

Toothless loosed another coo. He bumped again, then took a step back. If a dragon could grin, Hiccup was sure Toothless would be. His head jerked to the side, his expressive face plates gesturing to his harness.

Hiccup didn't know what he had expected, but the harness wasn't it.

“Oh! Oh… yeah, sorry bud." Hiccup apologized, quickly ducking around Toothless's body. He got to work at the leather harness, unclasping the forward strap. The harness slumped a little and Hiccup made his way around front, sliding one of the leg rings down, then the other. Toothless moved with practiced ease, lifting first one leg, then the other, and shaking each out after both were freed. Over the years Hiccup had refined the harness, but that didn't mean it was perfectly comfortable.

Hiccup's fingers traced over the scales around Toothless's torso, where the leg-bracing rings pressed. He always checked, just to make sure, that the harness wasn't wearing away Toothless's scales or digging into his armpits. No damage, but it was clear that they still pressed a little too tight. Toothless had grown a bit since the harness had been adjusted. Soon, Hiccup would have to resize. A precarious balance between discomfort and the harness failing from excess give.

With the front end done, Hiccup moved his way along Toothless's flank. He slid the harness off to the far side, making the rear strap pull taut. Hiccup had to get down on his knees to get at the buckle, pulling the strap loose and then sliding it free. The weight of the harness quickly pulled the strap free and all but the tail portion slumped to the floor opposite Hiccup.

Just as Hiccup was going to push himself up and address the tail portion, the tail curled. Hiccup was powerless to fight as the tail pushed him forward, further beneath the dragon. Toothless's hind leg raised, like he was about to mark something. But no mark came. Hiccup was just pushed forward, his face pressing to the hot slit between Toothless's hind legs.

And then nothing. Time just slipping away, his face pressed to hot dragon groin. Hiccup wasn't sure what to do. The robust scent of Toothless filled his lungs, so poignant at this most intimate of places. The scent was toothless, plus the spice and bitterness of masculinity. He now recognized the scent all too well, of Toothless's cock and seed. Of Toothless's pleasure.

Toothless wasn't doing anything more holding Hiccup there. Hiccup breathed it in, again and again, feeling his face heat with blush. The slit was so soft, the tiny scales far from the strong ones coating Toothless elsewhere. The slit relaxed enough that Hiccup could just feel a line of the fleshy, moist interior against his cheek. Uncertain what Toothless was looking for, Hiccup gave his best guess. He pushed his tongue out. He licked along the slit, tracing it from one tip to the other. A shudder passed through the tail holding him in place, and Hiccup could see the lips of Toothless's vent tense, closing off the inner flesh before relaxing again.

It seemed Hiccup's lick was acceptable response, as the tail slid down Hiccup's back and off him. Freed from that position, but he didn't move just yet. He took a moment longer to really get a good look. He'd seen Toothless's slit plenty of times, but never up close and in such intimate detail. The flesh within the long seam glistened invitingly, slick with the same fluids that had lubricated Toothless's shaft earlier. Just a little past it, further down Toothless's tail, the scales faded entirely, leaving the dark, wrinkled flesh of Toothless's pucker out and visible at all times.

Back before Hiccup had befriended dragons, and changed the life on Berk forever, Hiccup heard others joke plenty of times about dragons' weak points. The eyes, the mouth, or 'just shove your sword up their ass', as Hiccup recalled.

Not quite what Hiccup was thinking of shoving up there. His hand lifted, the back of his fingers stroking over the fleshy entrance. Remarkably clean, as Hiccup had noticed before. Also soft, and wonderfully hot against his skin. Toothless pushed his hips forward, into Hiccup's touch.

“You like that?" Hiccup asked, quiet despite little chance that anyone was around to overhear them.

Toothless responded with a pleasured rumble, his hips pushing forward again. The dragon huffed out of his nostrils, stepping to the side and away from Hiccup's touch. For a moment, Hiccup considered he'd done something wrong, but Toothless still looked quite happy with the situation. When the dragon turned his hips and started wiggling his tail at Hiccup, dragging the harness around with the dark limb, Hiccup loosed a sigh of relief.

“Oh yeah. Sure thing bud. Sorry I got distracted."

Toothless rolled his eyes as Hiccup stood, stroking a hand along Toothless's thigh, then down along his tail. Numerous straps held the harness firmly in place, an absolute must to ensure safe flying.

Finally, Hiccup was to the last one, just a little above Toothless's tail fin. He unbuckled it, the contraption sliding fully free. There, Hiccup eyed along the tail end. His fingers traced the scar where a second fin once attached. The one he had taken away from Toothless.

Toothless snorted and rolled his eyes, the tail curling and pushing Hiccup over backwards. Toothless turned and moved over Hiccup, towering over his rider. He leaned in and started to lick over Hiccups face. A paw lifted, pinning Hiccup's chest, keeping him from trying to squirm away. Toothless's saying wordlessly, 'I'm over it, you should be too'.

Hiccup squirmed about, turning his face this way and that, trying to spare himself from all the dragon slobber. His hands pushed at Toothless's chest and foreleg, searching for a weak point. Of course, there were none. Hiccup was totally at the mercy of Toothless, and Toothless wasn't feeling too merciful.

The licks kept coming, one after another, smearing over Hiccup's face. The twin tines at the end were wonderfully dexterous- or terribly so, when Toothless was harassing him. Toothless finally relented after Hiccup's entire face glistened, his ears were slobbery, and plenty had dribbled down his chin and onto his neck.

Toothless didn't back away, though. Their eyes met again, Toothless's muzzle hovering just inches above Hiccup's face. Hiccup's whole world was just Toothless. No other thoughts, sounds, feelings, sights. The dragon was entrancing, bright green eyes and the dark within and around them becoming such a powerful image.

Hiccup could feel Toothless's hot breath over his face. Over, and over. A soft, warbling rumble echoed up from Toothless's chest. The dragon leaned in, pressing his muzzle to Hiccup's lips- as well as nose, chin, cheeks. The large dragon doing his best to imitate a kiss again.

This time Hiccup gave in immediately. He kissed back, much better equipped to do so than Toothless. His lips puckered, pressing to the dragon's black, scaled ones. Toothless seemed to be studying the action, adjusting just a little, so their lips were properly pushed together, even if a dragon's lips weren't able to pucker. Toothless's forepaw began stroking over Hiccups' chest and stomach, sliding down toward his pants, back up towards his neck, venturing side-to-side on the passes.

Hiccup followed Toothless's lead as the dragon parted his lips. Just enough for Toothless's tongue to push out. It sunk into Hiccup's mouth, quickly filling it to the limit. Hiccup did his best to keep up, his tongue swirling around one of Toothless's tongue tines, then the other. He pushed his tongue forward, only making a short way into Toothless's muzzle.

Astrid and Hiccup had made out plenty of times. Doing so with Toothless was nothing like it. The two tines moved independently, exploring his mouth, teasing at his throat- earning a little gag- and the texture was so different. Slick, hot tongue sliding about, filling his mouth so completely. Hiccup caught himself moaning into the kiss. His hands moved off Toothless's foreleg, instead stroking around his jaw, then up to the fleshy, expressive head plates at the back of Toothless's head.

He started to massage them, earning a sensual groan back from his dragon. Hiccup knew they were particularly sensitive, and Toothless loved having them caressed. Hiccup had learned early on that treating them beyond caresses had- at the time- a rather unintended, arousing result. After their morning intimacy, Hiccup found himself all too intentionally winding up his dragon.

Toothless broke the kiss, his tongue sliding back into his own mouth. Bridges of saliva connected his lips to Hiccup's, a lick of Toothless's skilled tongue breaking them away. Toothless cooed and groaned as the hands kept working, switching from the smaller face plates to the larger ones. Hiccup had a dumb smile on his face, delighted he could please a beast so much larger than himself.

Or, at least, he thought pleasing. Glances downward showed the massive shaft Toothless had wielded that morning was still tucked away in its slit. Toothless watched the curious peeks, making some sort of sound akin to laughter. Hiccup looked back up to see Toothless giving him a gum-filled smile. Toothless's eyes went down, to Hiccup's clothed body, then back up. He tilted his head downward, gesturing to the same area. Hiccup's gaze followed and he laughed.

“Aw, does some dragon want me naked?" He teased, still massaging at Toothless's face plates.

Toothless puffed a breath out of his nostrils, eyes narrowing at the human. His lips spread, then his fangs all extended. He started to lower his head to bite at Hiccup's shirt.

Hiccup was quick to react, “No no no, no more ruined clothes!", he pleaded, followed quickly by, “I'll do it!".

Toothless gave a satisfied snort, 'damn right you will' clear with his smug look. Toothless sat back, watching as Hiccup got to work. Sliding his vest off, then pulling his shirt up and off his head. Hiccup leaned back on his hands, using the end of his prosthetic foot to push his boot off.

Toothless continued to tower over Hiccup, watching as each item was removed. A sock tossed to the same pile as shirt and vest, followed by Hiccup wiggling and pushing his pants down along his legs. He was left in his underwear, where he paused. Briefly paused, as Toothless loosed a little snort and growl.

“Alright, alright!" Hiccup murmured. He lifted his hips, pushing the last item down his legs, then joining the rest of clothing.

“There, are you happy?" Hiccup grumbled. Toothless looked delighted, warbling and lifting his head higher, his torso giving a little side-to-side wiggle.

Hiccup gazed down along himself, to the erection rising from the brown hair adorning his groin. The kissing had gotten him quite worked up, aided by the possibilities of what Toothless had planned for him.

Looking back up, Hiccup glanced at Toothless's groin again. Hiccup looked up after, forcing a grin as he asked, “Is he not coming out to play?" teasingly. Hiding concern, that he wasn't doing good enough- but masking it the best he could.

Toothless gave toothless another smile, his eyes narrowing again. He licked along his muzzle, looking smug as ever. 'Just you wait', Hiccup could practically hear.