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Two weeks later after Hiccup woke up it was time.
You looked in the mirror and couldn’t believe how good you looked in the wedding dress, the kind Viking woman of Berk did for you.
Since merpeople didn’t use clothing and neither you nor your mother know how to sew the mothers of your Viking friends volunteered to make you the dress.
You had a pretty flower crown on your head with pearls braided in your hair, thanks to your mother.
The dress was white, with a square hemline and long sleeves. Wave motives were stitched on the bottom of the dress, to never forget where you came from.
A white fur was placed as a cape on your shoulders.
Golden bracelet on your arms and a golden necklace was your jewelry.
You saw how your parents came up behind you. They also wore festive Viking garb since it was your wedding day.
Your mother gripped one of your hands and your father wrapped his arm around your shoulder.
Together you three looked into the mirror.
Your father had tears in his eyes, your mother smiled brightly and you were formally vibrating with excitement.
Then it began.
Your father led you through the festive and celebrating crowd to the stone mural where Viking weddings were held.
You saw Hiccup in his own wedding attire. Your heart stopped nearly, how dashing he looked in it.
He was looking at you like you were a goddess, tears streaming down his beautiful green eyes.
Beside him was Toothless who gave you his best gumless smile.
You saw how Stoick and Gobber were trying to stealthy wipe away their tears but failed miserably.
You couldn’t help it and smiled more.
This was so…amazing.
You reached Hiccup at the altar and your father put your hand in his.
You both stared at each other with loving eyes, gripping your hands tightly.
Gothi the village elder put a ceremonial cloth over your joined hands and touched it then with her staff.
You were now married.
Hiccup put a hand on your cheek, while you leaned in and you two kissed under the eyes of the whole Viking village and also your coven.
The celebrating crowd was so loud only to be triumphed by Toothless exiting shooting a plasma blast into the sky, that rained down on you guys in pretty sparkles.
Ah’s and oh’s were heard.
You couldn’t care less.
You just kept kissing Hiccup till you couldn’t breathe anymore.
After your long kiss, Hiccup picked you up, bridal style, and twirled you around.
Your happy laugh could be heard over the cooing crowd.
Now that dragon killing was over, there was one thing Vikings were good at.
At this was making party!
The plaza was full of dancing couples, laughing friends, excited dragons, and tables full of dishes.
You and Hiccup were dancing too, it was like when you were children once, just this time you were much better with it.
You couldn’t help but note how well your new Viking family and your coven got along together.
Okay, you saw some of your following merpeople scratch themselves because of their clothes, yet anybody got along swimly.
Fishleg told excited a group of your friends all about dragons.
Astrid was actually dancing and you swerve flirting with a female friend of yours.
Snotloud had an arm wrestling competition going on with some of your male friends.
Ruff and Tuff entertained with their shenanigans some of the little merpeople children you had babysat on occasion.
Toothless was enjoying scratches and treats from your best friend.
Stoick and Gobber had a drinking competition going on with your parents. Your mother was the only one who still could stand and laughed in triumph over the groaning males.
You pointed this all out on Hiccup.
He just picked you up and twirled you happily around more.
You were two worlds.
Now one family.
The second time you slept with each other was in your brand-new house. Since Stoick was still chief, he stayed at the house where the chiefs lived and till Hiccup took over you would live in this house.
But Stoick had told you, he would give Hiccup and you time before becoming chief and chieftess.
You should enjoy the first years of your marriage without stress and maybe raise your first child in peace.
Hiccup and you were more than okay with that.
Your house was big enough for you two, a Night Furry, and for at least two children.
But tonight it was only you two in the house.
So no one would wake from your moans and Hiccup growls.
It was just the second time you had sex, but Hiccup already picked up a few tricks.
He rubbed your clit in time with his deep thrusts. Making you a moaning mess.
You practically felt how your wetness was drooling out at your pussy. Making dirty squelch sounds in time with the thrusts.
“Harder!”, you begged him. Arms wrapped around his neck. “Oh, Hiccup harder please!”
“Anything for you.”, he huffed, capturing your lips in a messy kiss and pounding into your flesh-puffy walls with eagerness.
You keened and stretched his back in pleasure.
Yes, this was it!
Just like that!
Suddenly you get flipped around so you are on your hands and knees.
Oh by the seven seas, this angle drives Hiccup cock only deeper into you!
You grip the bedsheets with your hands. Your head is through back and you moan shamelessly
“Fuck, pearl, aah!”, curses Hiccup, which turns you on more. You never heard him curse. You feel how you drip more out of your hole. “You are so tight and wet.”
You can feel how your orgasm is fast approaching, so you whine and impale your pussy hard and fast against Hiccup cock.
“Fuck, Hiccup!”, now you curse too.
That is when he gives the biggest and hardest thrust which brings you finally over the edge.
You scream his name so loud that you worry for a second that the neighbors hear you, but it is nothing against the amazing feeling as Hiccup shoots his semen into your willing and greedy pussy.
You coming made him come too.
Tired you both fall down on the mattress, Hiccup careful he doesn’t land on you.
You both breathe hard and smile at each other like the lovesick fools you are.
“Wow.”, you say together and laugh.
“Much better than our first time.”, hums Hiccup and puts a bit of hair behind your ear. “This time we come together.”
You hum too, then decide to sit on Hiccup’s lap.
He says your name questionly.
You lick your lips and get help from the pleasure shiver that rakes your body as you see how hungry Hiccup follows this motion.
“What ya say Viking-Boy you ready for round two?”, you purr seductively.
The harding dick which pokes your ass now is answer enough.
Nonetheless, he growls back: “Give me your worst, Mermaid-Girl.”
And that’s what you do for the rest of the night.
You both fall asleep as the sun rises.
No regrets on either side.
A few days later you are throwing up in a bucket.
Hiccup is holding your hair out of your face, while you probably leave all your guts in the bucket.
You hear Toothless croon worried, but the Night Furry doesn’t dare to come near you. You have a feeling he doesn’t like the smell of vomit.
Well, who would?
When you are sure you are done, you lean heavily back on Hiccup who cradles you carefully.
“I’m never drinking Yak milk again.”, you proclaim.
How in the seven seas the twin got you even to taste it you still wonder.
Hiccup kisses your sweaty temple.
“Come on, I will bring you back to bed.”
“But don’t you need my help with training the dragons?”
“The gang will help, my beautiful wife needs her rest more. Besides I’m sure tomorrow you will feel better.”
You don’t feel better tomorrow.
Or the next day.
Or the next, next day.
A whole week of throwing up makes you march up to Gothi to see if the Viking healer knows what’s up with you.
If she didn’t you would ask the healer of your coven.
Strangely the idea to transform into your mermaid form doesn’t sit well with you.
You wonder why.
So you explain to the old wise lady what is wrong with you. She touches your stomach, makes some other weird tests, and then she has a diagnosis for you.
You faintly hear the voice of your mother in your head as she told you, she and your dad only needed two shots to get pregnant.
God fucking dammit.
Great, now you think about that again.
“Pregnant?!”, yells Hiccup who seems in utter disbelief.
Meanwhile Toothless is nosing your stomach and grumbling at it. The dragon seems very excited.
Your husband is in shock.
“I know, it’s a bit too early.”, you admit sheepish and pet Toothless head. “But we wanted kids.”
Hiccup falls beside you in your bed, caressing your cheek.
“Of course, pearl, I’m just…wow.”
You see the tears in his eyes before they can fall.
“Come here you big softy.”, you coo at him.
Hiccup hugs you side ways, mindful of Toothless snout on your stomach, and cries happy tears on your shoulder.
With your other free hand, you pet now Hiccup head.
You are happy your boys took it so well.
And you can’t wait to meet your child in nine months.
You hope he or she will look like Hiccup.