The Next Morning

A rooster crowed and the sheep were bleeting.

Clouds parted and sunlight peered into the room.

Astrid felt the cold bite of early winter on her skin. She sat up in her bed, her face scrunching out of spite for the light in her eyes. She rubbed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose between them, her head pounding. She felt a little queasy, but not so much that she couldn't power through it with a bowl of something meaty.

"Ugh. Never again," said Astrid, though she remembered saying that the last time she had mead at a gathering.

She swung her legs over the side of her bed, but before she stood up, she saw a pile of clothes on the floor.

"What the..."

In fact, there were two piles of clothes that melded into each other. She didn't remember owning anything green-colored, and she remembered that fur vest belonging to someone else.

She looked down a little further and realized that her breasts were uncovered, as were everything else. She brought her forearm up to cover her chest.

"What the Hel happened last night?"

Then she heard a second voice. A satisfied, well-rested sigh. Astrid whipped around and saw that she wasn't alone. Sharing her bed was a mop of brown hair, usually tied back, but was now stretching its strands across Astrid's other pillow. Her face was glowing from the sun-peering from the window, decorated with freckles.

"Astrid?" Said the brunette as she slowly awoke. She pushed herself up into a sitting position, the fur blanket that had covered most of her falling away, not awake enough to realize that she wasn't wearing.

It was now Astrid's turn to admire a goddess. Sure, Hiccup was as toned or curvy as she was, but Astrid didn't mind. Her skin lacked in scars, but it made up for it with its smooth, milky tone decorated with freckles. Hiccup's arms, while skin, had a surprising amount of muscle considering her time at the forge. Astrid had to fight a new, sudden urge to reach out to touch what she thought were the cutest pair of breasts she had ever laid eyes on.

It was then that she remembered what happened last night. Or at least parts of it.

Astrid was completely naked and Hiccup wasn't.

The blonde decided that this needed to be fixed, as she reached the bottom of Hiccup's shirt and tugged it up, showing that she wasn't wearing a binder under her shirt. Astrid cupped the left one, marveling at how well it fit in her palm while her lips latched onto the right. Hiccup made noises that only encouraged her to continue.

They eventually got all of Hiccup's clothes off, though Astrid had a hard time keeping her hands off of her long enough for the Chief's daughter to get around it it. Astrid couldn't remember the last time she saw Hiccup's hair down, and Hiccup thought the same thing of her.

Astrid trailed her kisses downward, from between her breasts and her bellybutton and her inner thigh. She knew what she would do next, but she had never done it. Growing up, she had heard about men and women pleasuring each other with their mouths, usually in the form of dirty jokes and bragging, but Astrid found the idea gross, at least at the time. But now all she wanted to do was make Hiccup feel good.

She stuck out her tongue and gently glided it over Hiccup's flower and she responded with a loud moan. She did it again, faster, and continued to do it. Hiccup put a hand on Astrid's head, but she didn't do anything to stop her.

Even before she had brought Hiccup to climax, Astrid had already decided she liked the taste and prayed that it wouldn't be the last time she could try it.

Astrid hadn't had her turn and she wanted to try something.
She raised Hiccup's leg over her shoulder. Gently she lowered herself onto Hiccup, her own pair of lips touching Hiccup's, still wet from her orgasm. Astrid wasted no time and began to rub herself against Hiccup.

It felt good. Very good. She wanted more, and from the sounds her girlfriend made, she was in agreement. Her hair chaffed against Hiccup's and she paid it no mind as she wrapped both of her arms around Hiccup's leg in an attempt to hold onto something, while Hiccup's arms reached for the nearest thing that they could do the same, deciding to grab onto the wood of the headboard as the entire bed rocked from their motions.

Astrid felt a building pressure in her body that undid itself, a form of ecstacy that she had only experienced from bards and songs until now. When the high of her orgasm began to fade, she let go of Hiccup's leg before landing right on top of her.

Hiccup felt the wind knock out of her as her toned, curvy, sweaty, sexy, though surprisingly heavy girlfriend land right on her. As they both caught their breath, Hiccup's hands trailed around Astrid's breath.

"Holy shit," muttered Hiccup. "That's what sex was like?" She muttered.

Sex, she thought. I just had sex.

With Astrid!

...

She decided she liked it.

Hiccup laughed at her weird train of thought.

She heard Astrid breathing and realized that she had just fallen asleep right on top of her.

Hiccup struggled to get her off, but eventually managing to push over off onto the other side of the bed. Her face was still red.

The brunette laid against her, burying her head against the nape of Astrid's neck, finding a cozy spot to cuddle against her girlfriend, and drifted off herself.

As Hiccup rubbed at her eyes to try and wake herself up, Astrid grabbed her end of the blanket and tried to cover herself with.

"Hiccup."

"Hmm?"

"Did we--- I mean-- last night did we--"

Astrid was cut off when Hiccup kissed her. It was a long, deliberate kiss.

"Do you remember it?" She asked.

"...yeah, I remember."

"Did you like it?"

Astrid blushed. Hiccup was surprisingly cool with this. Usually Hiccup was the nervous wreck that Astrid had to console.

"...yeah."

"Good."

Hiccup was able to snake herself in between Astrid and the blanket, straddling her lap, their breasts touching against each other and their lips met.

Astrid's hands cupped Hiccup's butt to keep her steady and Hiccup squeaked in shock from the feeling of cold hands on her rear.

"I could get used to this," said Astrid.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."