AU: Hey everybody. As some know, I request a lot of stuff, some specific and some not. Yes its mostly smut. Don't judge. I finally decided to try and give it a shot myself, mainly because I think it would help me with writing my book. Anyway, yeah, mostly smut, occasional humor, little bit of plot as well. I may take requests if I like it, but please be specific in what you are looking for. I also may rewrite chapters, they will be posted as new ones.
Stormfly stirred from her beauty sleep by mewls and the sound of ragged breathing coming from Astrid's bed. She growled in irritation.
Ungh… Don't tell me the girl's in heat AGAIN… she thought. She sniffed the air and grumbled, Yep, shes probably in heat. The blue dragon shifted over to her side and tried to ignore the sounds.
"Hiccup," she heard the woman moan softly.
Yep, shes DEFINITELY in heat. Her human always mentioned the night fury rider whenever she was aroused. Stormfly wished her rider would just ask the male she had riding her mind to mate her already and calm her down. Mainly because these late night horny streaks was causing deprivation of her precious sleep, and the bloodshot eyes she recently noticed in her reflection was making her rather self conscious. It made her prefer sleeping outside.
On the other side of the room, Astrid was currently savoring her favorite fantasy.
Hiccup lie on their wedding bed, his hands bound the headboard and his ankles to the posts at the foot of the bed. Heavily drugged with dragon grade hormones, his member stood at full attention for Astrid's viewing pleasure.
Astrid bit her lip and held back another moan. Ending her self stimulation with her fingers, she took the large marble tool from her lower drawer from her nightstand and settled it between her legs. She still couldn't believe she was dealing with something this big. It was almost as thick as her wrist, and she knew that with the others they would only get bigger as she moved forward with her training. She grunted as she slowly worked the tip inside, stopping when she managed to sheathe the whole six inch long tool inside her. She took a few deep breaths, clenching tightly around its smooth surface, letting her lower regions adapt to the size of the intrusion. She whimpered as she began to work it back and forth within herself, moving her hips to the rhythm of her hand.
Astrid had discovered a very "special spot" only a week into her almost-always-aroused state. Because of the length of her fingers however, she couldn't reach it without an object of some kind. But thanks to these marble tools, she could work magic that before could only be done with the totem that Hiccup had given her (which she lost). Unfortunately, It backfired, and she ended up training so often she developed a overactive sex drive. Now she was wasting entire nights of sleep trying to get a minimum of four or five orgasms when at first just one would pretty much knock her out.
She bounced up and down on his lap, howling like a wild animal as he filled her over and over again. She watched him squirm under her, overwhelmed by the pleasure he was feeling. He let out a hoarse moan, made so by the overuse of his vocal chords, as he released inside her yet again. By now a puddle of their joined fluids had oozed into the bed furs from their repeated orgasms.
Her body trembled as her hips bucked into her hand for the eighth time that night. As her jolt of pleasure finally died and her breathing returned to normal, she reached over to her nightstand next to her bed. Using a severely abused washcloth, she cleaned her fluids off her thighs and pelvis, along with the marble dildo. Putting them back, she turned on her side to hopefully get some sleep.
Barely an hour later, she awoke to her insides burning for more attention.
Astrid grimaced, Damn it Hiccup, I'm going to punch you so hard for this...
Next chapter: We find out why she cant stop masturbating.
Please review if you have suggestions/comments, or I may discontinue this.