Hiccup and Astrid's Pact

While Astrid and Hiccup both refused to say anything about it out in the open, they both soon started enjoying themselves. They weren't boyfriend and girlfriend (or dickgirlfriend and dickgirlfriend), but they may as well have been. Whenever one of them were overcome with soul-crushing lust, the other found time.

Hiccup was hammering away at a red hot hatchet. Gobber was sharpening a pitchfork for Silent Sven. Suddenly, Astrid stammered in, her vision blurry and her movement drunk. She grabbed Hiccup by her forearm, causing Hiccup to drop her hammer, leaving the red-hot metal and tongs there on the anvil.

"Hey, were do yah' think you two are goin'?"

"Oh de-uh I-I'm uh... we're doing a thing. Be back in a minute!"

Gobber gave them a suspicious look before getting back to work. The teens found an alley between two houses in the neighborhood far from any crowd, where Astrid proceeded to pin Hiccup to the wall, tug her pants down and fuck the brunette then and there.

Astrid threw her axe at a local tree. The bark on almost every tree in Berk's forests was gnarled and covered in axe marks. Today was this tree's day to share in the battle-scars of its arborian brethren.

Suddenly, Astrid's reflexes caused her to turn straight around, only to relax her posture (and her axe) when she saw that it was Hiccup that had snuck up behind her.

"Oh, Hiccup! It's you."

Without a word, Hiccup, a normally timid and independent individual, suddenly reached up her shirt and cupped one of her breasts.

"Hey!" Astrid yanked Hiccup's arm loose and fixed her shirt.

Hiccup got on her knees and tugged Astrid's skirt down and proceeded to tongue Astrid's pussy, Astrid's erect dick resting across the brunette's face. Hiccup's eyes were glazed over, the dickgirl under a lust-based spell but still with some kind of emotion regarding Astrid. But what emotion? Hope? Of what? Approval, maybe?

Astrid has grown used to the feeling if orgasm through her cock, but the licks to her flower felt like lightening coursing through her every nerve until... until...

It was night time in Astrid's bedroom. The house was empty except for the two of them, her father off on a dragon-raid and mother helping the fishermen on a night shift. Hiccup was on all fours, naked, her breathing labored as Astrid fucked her cunt fourth time that day. Despite Hiccup having been a boy before the change, Astrid has done all of the penetrating. Odds are, she still had her maiden-head. Hiccup wouldn't know.

Drool dripped from out of her mouth as Astrid's thrusts became harder. Hiccup cummed as she felt Astrid cummed inside of her. Hiccup collapsed on her stomach, with Astrid collapsing on top of her, Astrid's tits resting on Hiccup's shoulder blades before rolling off onto the other side of the bed. The blonde shieldmaiden (if she was still technically a "maiden") got up and walked over to the water basin in front of a mirror. Hiccup watch the naked girl, her eyes roaming up and down Astrid's shoulders and ass.

"Astrid?"

Astrid splashed some water on her face.

"Yeah?"

"What are we?"

Astrid stared at her reflection.

What are we?