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This wasn't what I'd had in mind when I said I was going to train a dragon. I hadn't been able to kill you, to stick that knife through your heart and put you down as any other Viking before me would have. Instead I cast it aside and learned from you, and discovered what everyone else had missed: dragons were not our enemies.

We snuck around behind everyone's back, fixing that tail of yours, learning to fly once again, together. I will admit they were the best times of my life. I had been mocked, cast aside in my village, and now I had found a place where I belonged, a place where I could be free from the shackles of being... inferior.

It felt good; honestly it did, more than I'd like to admit. For the first time I was... better. I could do something the others couldn't. I could fly, on the back of the dragon of legend: the Night Fury. Nobody could take that away from me... or so I thought. My father almost did; Stoick, the Chieftain of Berk, feared you, and locked you away. He sought to use you to destroy the dragons... but even he came around, in time.

Things changed after that. We didn't have to hide anymore, and Astrid, Snotlout, Fishlegs and the Twins got dragons of their own. We had so much trouble, and fun, yes, but one thing began to make itself clear. Even among all the other dragons, you were special. Unique, it seemed. Deadly Nadders and Monstrous Nightmares seemed plentiful, but you... a Night Fury, one of a kind.

I didn't know if it bothered you, I really didn't. You always seemed so carefree, so spirited and proud of who you were. Together we conquered the Red Death, Alvin the Treacherous, Dager the Deranged, and many other challenges. Side-by-side we fought, and time after time we survived. It was hair-raising, but never did we doubt our trust in one another. The bond we shared was unbreakable. Wasn't it?

Then Drago came... and through his manipulation he took you away from me. I watched as you were controlled against your will, and were made to do terrible things. It was heartbreaking for me, I'll admit, to see you in such a state. Even after I got you back, I thought that we could never repair the bond we once had. Surely too much damage had been done?

Yet as we were encased in ice by the Bewilderbeast's terrifying attack, you didn't succumb. You evolved. I can remember it clear as day, the way your body glowed blue and burst free from its icy prison. You challenged the beast and fired shot after shot of your fiery breath until even it bowed to your might. The other dragons bowed before you, and you raised your head high: the new Alpha dragon, dominant to all other dragons.

I watched you, and you seemed different now. There was wisdom behind the playfulness, and I knew you had grown as a dragon in many ways besides your physical strength. You returned home with me that night, and as you had a hard-earned sleep in your usual spot I found myself wondering what we had inherited. I was now Chief of the village, and you were the leader of dragons. Would our own responsibilities drive us apart?

The next few weeks were spent rebuilding, making up for all the destruction that had befallen our town. It was hard work, but you never seemed to mind, flying me where I needed to be and looking every bit as happy as ever. I was pleased, pleased that you hadn't let your new position go to your head. In fact, I barely even noticed a difference, as Stormfly, Hookfang, Meatlug, Barf and Belch seemed to treat you no differently, even if I knew their respect was silently there.

Things ran pretty smoothly for a while. Being Chief was hard, but everything was relatively normal in Berk after Drago's attack. Astrid and I got married, there was a big ceremony and everything, and my mother was there to see it all. I only wish Stoick had been there... I know he would have been standing tall, hiding the tears of pride falling into his beard. You were there too, watching. I remember the look on your face, and I remember it rather clearly indeed.

You seemed confused, perhaps even afraid. I wasn't going to leave you behind, but I think perhaps you did. That being with Astrid would mean we couldn't lay side by side in our home and snooze like cats until morning, or fly around each day without a care in the world. I showed you that you had nothing to worry about, and the next day we flew together you seemed even happier than usual.

I don't remember the exact date it happened, but I do remember your face. The moon was well in the sky when I came home and saw you sitting there at the foot of my bed, the fireplace crackling softly and casting a soft glow across your onyx scales. Your expression was different to normal, a mixture of sadness and fear. It gives me shivers when I think of it, as I knew exactly what it was that bothered you.

All the other dragons had left for their seasons, away to the neighbouring islands to find soul mates and make hatchlings. Yet there you were, silently staring into the fire, those usually bright green eyes now hung low. I stood in the doorway and watched for a moment, admiring the glow cast across your forlorn face, before you turned to me and fixed me with an intense stare.

I walked over, reaching out with my hand to press it in the familiar spot on your nose. You closed your eyes and bumped against my palm as you so often did, but a little harder this time. I watched as you growled at me, and I wondered for a brief moment if I had done something wrong, before your tail caught my legs and I fell onto the bed awkwardly. I was about to chastise you, but when I looked up all I saw was you standing over me, looking down with those sad emerald eyes.

My breath caught in my throat for a moment, and I froze in place as one of your big paws came down to rest on my chest. You hadn't ever acted this way before, and part of me was scared. The other part, however, the part which had led me not to kill you that first night, knew that I should trust you, so I just lay there.

I lay there as your paw ventured over my chest, yet your weight never pressed me down. I lay there as you hooked a claw under my shirt and pulled it from my body. I lay there as you tugged at my belt, and instead of shooing you away, I helped you loosen it. I think I knew at that point what you were doing, but I think I was so caught up in the moment that I was simply going along with whatever you wanted me to do.

Moments later, I was completely bare. I was spread out on my own bed, with you looking down at me with a glimmer in your eyes. I went to cover myself up with my hands, but you growled and I slowly moved them away. You were the Alpha dragon now, and I was merely a human. I couldn't resist your wishes.

It was your eyes that told the full story, and I was mesmerized by your expression. You looked alone, lost, yet with a determination that I hadn't seen before. I knew that you were sad because there were no other Night Furies to share your company with. You were the lone Alpha, and yet I think you came to the conclusion that the only one who had ever loved you, who had ever been a viable mate, was the one who rode upon your back.

I watched as you stepped over the bed, your bulky body glowing in a new light. Those beautiful blue lights inside you shone bright as you covered me with your soft, scaly body, and I could barely breathe as your eyes stared straight into my own. It was like that times we wrestled playfully on one cliff-edge or another, only this time we were balancing on the edge of something much deeper.

That first day we met, I remember how I wrinkled my face as I bit into that fish you gave back to me. Now, as your head descended and mine rose to meet it, I only welcomed your saliva as our tongues met in a more intimate embrace. Your tongue was huge, and it brushed mine aside with ease, but it made our first proper kiss no less passionate I suckled and slurped against yours hungrily.

I don't know what came over me. I was happily married, and yet I succumbed to you. It didn't even feel like cheating, it simply felt like I was letting nature take its course. As your tongue slid from my mouth I swallowed all the liquid that had pooled at the back of my throat, and you seemed satisfied. Satisfied with my submission.

You sat back and I sat upright, the reality of what was happening now washing over me like an ocean wave. I glanced around, checking to ensure nobody was nearby, or could overhear us. It was strange; I didn't look for a way out, or try to tell you off like I normally did when you acted oddly, but this time I simply checked to make sure the coast was clear before you had your way with me. The thought made me blush, and I could barely look at you.

When I did, I hesitated. It's hard not to be surprised when something like that catches you off guard. Our little intimate moment had resulted in something so... big. My eyes were no longer drawn to yours, but instead lingered down at the place between your thighs, where more evidence of your Alpha status now stood proud.

The thought of us both being males barely crossed my mind. All I could see was you, Toothless, the dragon who had protected me and loved me these past five years. I saw a strong, proud Night Fury, who was suffering a deep need, and who had no other means of relieving it but by begging silently for help from the one who cared for you most.

You didn't have to ask, as I slowly sat upright and leaned in close. Your smell was amplified with every inch I closed the gap between us, a rich, masculine scent that filled my nose and gave me strength. It was something I knew other dragons would smell with ease, and it would remind them that you were the Alpha. I inhaled deeply and shivered, feeling a surge of energy rush through my body, knowing that I was ready.

You sat there, staring at me with those huge eyes, silently waiting to see what I would do. I know you feared losing me, I could see it plainly in your expression. I wanted to put those doubts aside for you, and I reached out slowly with my hand as I had some many times before. Only this time, I was reaching between your legs.

You were beautiful. I already admired your sleek black scales, your amazing strength and speed, your streamlined body... but this was something entirely different. A raw beauty, a primal beauty; your maleness on display for your chosen mate. I could only stare as I reached for it, admiring every last inch you had laid out before me.

My hand closed around the middle of your pride, and I immediately felt the heat soaking into my hand. Your flesh was steamy and warm, and I found myself comforted by the sensation, despite my nervousness. You looked down at me from above, content. I remember that expression of yours, a mixture of happiness and lust that made me feel all the more eager to proceed.

I'm sure I was blushing as I held you for the first time, my other hand joining my first curled around your impressive length. You were so different from me; a deep, crimson red, slick and smooth, yet with a number of veins and ridges trailing down the sides. I'll admit I was intimidated, but that could hardly keep me from doing my duty as your rider, your mate.

I squeezed ever so lightly and found myself amazed as a clear liquid was coaxed from your tip, drooling slowly down the sides to spill over my fingers. I watched, mesmerized as the fluid dripped between my digits, before sliding down to your base. I hadn't seen anything like it, and I gently tried to pull more of the glistening juice from your body, which you were more than eager to provide.

It was only moments later that we were sitting there on my bed, dragon and human, while my hands worked themselves up and down your magnificent offering. I relished in the heat under my grasp, the texture running beneath my fingertips, and that constant slickness that came from your productive emissions trickling constantly. I didn't even consider how wrong others might think our actions to be; everything felt right with the world to me in that moment.

We sat there together, my hands dancing over your most intimate possession, taking in both your rich scent and wondrous texture. Your flesh was exquisitely soft, and delightfully wet, and I knew deep in my heart that your sharing it with me was the ultimate show of trust. You needed help, needed relief, and needed love, and I could provide all three.

Despite my initial anxiety, I soon managed a steady rhythm to my actions, sliding my palms up and down in firm, gentle strokes. I knew you were a dragon, and that you would need some fairly vigorous stimulation, but I still wanted to show you my gentle side. I wanted to show you that I was doing this because I loved you, not because I was placating you.

Ten minutes of this would prove a messy endeavour. I knew you were happy, and unwilling to rush things. I wouldn't have blamed you if you did, but I knew that even though you were a dragon you knew I was just a fragile human, and you were happy to let me progress at my own pace. Judging by that look on your face, you were far from unhappy.

I could see that smile there, that Toothless I knew, underneath the powerful aura of the Alpha dragon. The Toothless who had saved me from a life of loneliness and rejection. The Toothless who I now would repay that favour to. A quick glance back to my hands showed them generously layered with your lubricants, and I knew that I couldn't just use my hands much longer.

I looked into your eyes and asked silent permission, and all I got from you was a short nod. It was all I needed. I slowly released you from my grip, watching as your handsome length stood tall even without my hands to hold it. I looked over my fingers, rubbing them together and watching the strands of your lust form into long, sticky strings between them. You simply watched and waited, calmly and caringly.

I was terribly aroused, and one of my slick hands found its way down between my own legs. I curled my fingers around my comparably smaller organ and used the heavenly lubrication of your own design to ease my own enjoyment. I moaned softly, involuntarily, and you looked encouraged by my pleasure. I could have sat there until I finished, staring at your masculine reptilian body and the heavy slab of arousal that jutted out from you, but I knew you needed more. You demanded more.

As I eagerly worked myself with one hand, my other reached out once more to curl around you, but this time I did not squeeze, I simply held you in place. My body shuffled forward, the rich scent of your body filling my nose and gifting me with that confidence. I had no idea what it was about that smell, but it was both soothing and arousing simultaneously. I loved it.

I felt comfortable there, tucked up beneath your watchful gaze, listening to the soft huffs that escaped your maw. I knew you were needy, and I didn't plan on keeping you waiting longer than I had to. Steadying your majestic shaft in my hand, I couldn't help but realize how close it was already to my face. The smell was strong; a raw, masculine wash of odour that only made my own arousal stiffer in my pre-soaked hand.

I still wasn't close enough. I felt your eyes upon me as I leaned forward and pressed my lips against your tip, laying my first proper kiss upon your most intimate of places. Your heartbeat was so strong that I could feel it pulsing against my lips, and the sheer intensity of it all made my heart skip. I lingered for a moment before pulling back, gazing up at you with a blush on my face.

I knew you appreciated it, that deep rumble in your chest told me so. I smiled briefly, before turning my gaze back down and giving you another passionate contact with my lips. My tongue roamed free, seemingly with a mind of its own as it slowly slithered out to scoop up some of that dripping lust that leaked from within you.

My eyes widened: how majestic a flavour it was that had just graced my tongue! I could hardly believe that such a forbidden, natural product would taste more delicious that the most lovingly crafted of sweets. I knew I had to have more, and you had no problem giving it to me, not with the amount you could seemingly produce.

Within moments I was upon you, my mouth wrapped firmly around your sizeable breeding organ. Everything else faded into the background as my sole focus was on you, and as my lips spread to admit your girth across my tongue I had nothing on my mind but making you happy. Making you feel loved and cared for. Making you feel pleasure.

Making you cum.

The moment my tongue pressed against the soft, yet unyielding flesh I was assaulted with your flavour. It was beyond imagining, and my nerves felt alight with lust and hunger for your body. My tongue danced freely across the wet, pointed tip, hand squeezing softly to coax more of that delicious fluid out of your depths and into the awaiting opening of my mouth. I was addicted from the instant I took that first swallow, and I knew you were happy.

Dropping down low, I extended my tongue out to catch the thick base of your length, before slowly sliding from the bottom to the tip once more. I made eye contact with you, and instead of seeing you smiling down at me, I instead saw your lidded gaze. It amazed be that my actions were causing you so much pleasure, but I knew deep down that you were badly pent up. Your vacant expression told me as much as your deep breaths and firm heartbeat did: you needed this.

I lapped at your maleness for a few more minutes, savouring every inch, back and front. I had to keep swallowing, as your emissions were constant and copious. Not that it bothered me, as I occasionally stopped to seal my lips around your beautiful slit and suckled upon it like a newborn, swallowing down the 'milk' you provided me. I rubbed the sides of your sensitive member during those moments, drawing forth from your seemingly endless reserve of heavenly liquids.

During one of those moments I knew I had to go further. With my lips wrapped firmly around your steamy, drooling tip, I took a deep breath and began to slide downwards. I welcomed you into my mouth properly now, and you responded with deep, appreciative rumbles. Hearing your pleasure brushing over my ears was a reward unto itself.

I started slowly at first; your size was intimidating, but it did not deter me. I worked my way down by inches, bobbing my head up and down in a new rhythm as I sought to bring you sensations you'd never felt before. You certainly seemed to love the attention, and I couldn't help but stop every now and then to plant a loving kiss upon your tip before continuing my efforts.

You were so delicious, and my mouth was constantly filled with your liquid lust as your heightened satisfaction drew even more from inside you. I swallowed occasionally between movements, my speed now increasing a little as I slid up and down, my lips caressing your girth as your flesh rolled across my tongue and prodded the back of my throat.

I didn't dare take you any deeper, but I took as much as I could given the difference in size between us. You knew I had limits, but you didn't really seem bothered; in fact, it almost sounded like you were purring. Anytime you made a pleasured noise I would only be driven to do better, and soon I was sucking you properly, working you in and out of my mouth with more skilful motions.

It didn't take long before those noises became more and more pronounced. I hadn't been with a male before, but I knew exactly what was approaching. I briefly considered pulling back, finishing you off with my hands, but one look into your eyes made me feel like that would be a disappointment. You were the Alpha. You had to lay your claim. I could see it in your eyes; I could feel it emanating from your body.

You wanted to claim me as your soul-mate. I wasn't just helping a friend in need, or sexually satisfying a dragon. I was placing the final brick into the foundations of our relationship, and you were going to seal that bond with the glue that you would soon spill into my mouth. If that wasn't enough to hold you, then I knew I would let it spill over my body.'

I didn't relent, and continued to serve you as wet slurps echoed around the room from my enthusiastic attentions. I could feel your body trembling silently and your muscles tensing up before my very eyes, and eventually it all became too much. I gripped your shaft firmly with my right hand and released my left hand which had frantically stroking my own, placing it down on the bed to balance myself. I knew this would be no small gift.

You did not disappoint. The first pulse delivered a surge of your lust so firm your body that I couldn't even keep my mouth sealed over your tip. I pulled back in surprise but you didn't relent, and I found myself absolutely drenched. There was little I could do, my previous hopes of being able to handle what a dragon could offer drifting away rather quickly. All that was left was to try and handle the mess. Astrid would have a fit if she saw me in this state.

You didn't seem to let up either, doing your species proud as your shaft pulsed in time with your heart. I sat back slowly and contented myself with leaving my mouth open for you to soil with your ejaculation. I made eye contact with you once again, and you stared at me with love and lust as your warm fluid was forced from deep inside your body, arced through the air and splattered upon my features with fluidic slaps.

Rope after rope of your fertile seed coated my face, chest, legs, and even my own painfully stiff manhood. My hand hadn't stop stroking myself, but your thick semen helped to lubricate my movements, slipping between my fingers as I massaged your lube into my own aching shaft. It was incredible, it truly was; I was masturbating with the sperm of my dragon... you, Toothless, my companion and partner in sky and now in the bedroom.

Eventually your climax came to a close, the last few small splashed dribbling down my chin as I gulped down everything I had managed to catch. Your taste was beyond description: I do not think any words can adequately describe the flavour or feeling of having a dragon's most intimate fluid sliding down your throat and warming your belly. It made me feel alive in a way I hadn't ever felt before and I quickly set about cleaning my body with my hands, if only to bring those hands to my lips and drink down as much as I could.

Through all of this you watched, a smile on your face, as your rider savoured your lust. You finally had a mate; one who you knew would be there for you no matter what, as I had been so many times before. I knew the playful dragon was there inside you, but all I could see at that moment was the Alpha dragon, standing proudly over his claim, his marking scent dripping from my hair, arms, chest... a symbolic and intimate connection.

Satisfied I could do no more, I lay back in my bed, thoughts spiralling through my head. I didn't know what I would tell Astrid, or if she would even understand. I certainly couldn't hide the mess on my bed, and she would be sure to see or smell it the moment she walked in. I lay there, looking up at the dragon I met five years beforehand and thought about the taboo act I had just partaken in. Despite all that, I had no regrets. I could never regret such love.

You watched me for a while, as I lay there. I knew your nose was drawing in that rich scent, inhaling the smell of your claim over me. I knew it wouldn't wash out, and I couldn't help but pat my stomach. I felt as though I had just eaten a feast, but instead it was the contents of your inner breeding factories, and I couldn't have been more content. I looked at you, seeing that slight blue glow around the edges of your body, and knew that you were happy too.

What came next caught me off guard. I thought you were done; drained and fulfilled, but instead you stepped onto my bed. I remember looking up at you, staring into your eyes, seeing them burning with some inner fire that I couldn't help but feel docile in the face of it. Your paws landed beside me with heavy thuds, and your breath washed over my slickened face with a deep, appreciative huff.

Despite my efforts just moments beforehand, I looked down to see your full length swinging between your hind legs. You were ready for another round, and I could see by that expression that you were planning on going one step further. I wasn't quite sure how I felt about it, considering your size, but I trusted you. I had to trust you. You were my dragon.

I felt your forepaw curl around me, and pull my body up slightly from the bed. I held onto you as you pushed me back slightly and balanced yourself firmly before crouching a little. I felt your hardness slap against my already-soaked rear, dripping with your previous orgasm. I was glad that you had chosen to do it this way; the added lubrication would make what you were about to do to me much more enjoyable.

I spread my legs for you obediently, the eyes of my Alpha dragon gazing into my own with all the authority that they commanded and deserved. I took a deep breath as you moved forwards, and let it all out again in a loud moan as you began to spread me yourself. I felt the tip of your spear part my untouched hole, sliding inside of me with relative ease. Every nerve in my body felt like it was alight with a pleasurable burning that spread through my every extremity.

I knew it was only the beginning. You were no small dragon; even if the very end of your maleness was thin I knew full well how big you really were. For your size you were being very gentle, but your body burned with a radiant heat that needed to be quenched. I gripped the sheets and gazed into your large green eyes as you pushed deeper and deeper with your muscular legs driving your body forwards.

I gasped and trembled and moaned as you filled me, inch by inch, pushing me up to my limits and then testing the barriers beyond. I didn't know how deep you were, but I could feel it with every part of my being. You were slipping into your rider, and but this time you would be the one to ride me. I didn't mind the reversal of roles; it was a pleasure beyond anything I had ever felt.

Soon I began to feel like it was too much, my muscles tightening to keep you out, but your power could not be denied. After what felt like an hour in itself, I felt your scales pressing against my backside, and I couldn't help but go wide-eyed at the realization you had fit your entire length inside of me. It was almost impossible, yet as I lay there with a noticeable bulge in my belly from your sheer length, I was also proud.

You gave me a moment to adjust, and I needed it. I felt like I had been partially impaled, although with none of the same pain. It was difficult, certainly, but you were very wet and continued to lubricate me from the inside. I reached up slowly with my hand, leaving it in the air as I watched you. A smile crossed my face when you leaned in and bumped my palm with your nose as you had so many times before. I knew you loved me.

You pulled out faster than you pushed in, and I felt empty as your girth vacated my body. The bulge in my belly disappeared, and I looked down at you with a small shiver as you left. It was only for a brief moment, however, as you growled a little and pushed right back in, this time sliding right in to the hilt. I cried out louder than I probably should have, but it was impossible to muffle my pleasure as your glistening breeding organ hit all the right places inside me.

I could see you were content with my enjoyment and you got to work right away. From there everything was a blur as you mated with me in my semen-covered bed, making a right mess of Viking and dragon. I remember your low, vibrating growls as you thrust inside my welcoming body, your scaled groin colliding with my soft cheeks with each penetration. I remember your huffing breaths as you exerted yourself upon me, grinding against my prostate with firm strokes.

I remember your soft green eyes, occasionally glancing over me, making sure I was okay as you pushed me to the edge of what a human could take. I remember your tongue pressing back into my mouth, kissing me tenderly as the bed rocked beneath us, your wet reptilian tongue venturing into every corner of my mouth and wrestling with my own. I remember your powerful muscles rippling beneath your jet-black scales, the beautiful coat of the Alpha Night Fury.

We made love for over half an hour; your stamina was incredible, and I was soon a moaning mess on my bed as you worked my body. I was nice and stretched for you, my rear gripping your slick length as it ploughed into me again and again. I knew you were satisfied, and all that was left for you now was to bring yourself to another Berk-shaking climax.

The first warning I got was your deepening growls and forceful thrusts. I clutched your chest tightly, holding on as you fucked me with all the majestic strength of a dragon in heat. I was powerless beneath your will as you pinned me to my sheet and bred me with rapid, intimate thrusts. I moaned and gasped and cried out in sheer wondrous lust as you had your way with me and took your rider as your lover.

You still impressed, even for a second time in such quick succession. A few lasts thrusts were in order before you pressed me down firmly and buried yourself in to the hilt. We both moaned, long and loud, as the first spills of wet heat were pumped inside of my body. It was incredible; with nowhere to go like it had before your hot spurts were driven deep into my core, sliding up through my body and stuffing every inch of me full of your sticky share.

I lay there beneath your hot, handsome form as you pumped your rider full of your essence, using me to relieve yourself in a way I was pleased to give to you. I knew it would be enough this time; you sounded rather exhausted as you delivered your genetic material into my willing rear. I felt my stomach begin to swell again, this time filled from the other end, and I swelled rather impressively indeed. As your orgasm began to fade, I felt like I was carrying a child in my stomach.

My belly sloshed with your fertile sperm as you slowly fished up your work, looking down at me with heavy breaths and an intense stare. I matched your gaze and gave you a weak smile, my own body feeling tired and sore from the intense rutting it had just been put through. I was happy though, beyond happy; I had shown you the love you had been missing your entire life, and as I brushed your jaw you closed your eyes and thrummed contentedly.

"I love you Toothless," I whispered softly as you rested your body next to mine on my bed. I was surprised that you hadn't pulled out, but part of me knew that you were savouring the feeling of being inside of me. I held you close, wrapping my arms around your chest and kissing you fondly. You purred deeply in reply, and licked my face happily in reply. That blue glow was gone now, and all I could see was that cheerful smile on your face.

I knew neither of us would be moving for a while, and so I was content to lay there with your member still softening inside of me. You lay there with me, basking in the afterglow of such passion, and I rubbed your scales affectionately.

"Thank you bud," I managed to say, "that was incredible." He gave a deep, appreciative rumble in return, and pressed up closer against me.

"You're damn right it was," said a voice from behind me. Both of us looked up suddenly to see the Astrid standing in the doorway, her arms crossed as she leaned against the frame.

"A...Astrid!" I exclaimed, unable to move from the bulky dragon pinning me. My wife slowly stepped forward with a frown on her face.

"Next time Hiccup, you'll let me watch."