[Hiccup's mouth freezes in place upon hearing Jack. Tell me you locked the door. The door--did he lock it? Of course he locked it. Why wouldn't he lock it? Then again, he was so exhausted from the night, he wasn't too sure if he was capable of consciously remembering to do so. So, wait. I don't think I locked it.
But it doesn't take long before he gets a plain straightforward answer, because the door suddenly bursts open and there's a shocked, white-faced housemate staring straight at them.
He doesn't even have time to react, just laying there gawking at her expression, hand still just casually on Jack's dick, and in a quick second, she's back out the door.
He's silent for a moment. Surprised and speechless that the inevitable did end up happening, especially because typical, disastrous Hiccup messed up again. But he swallows hard, finally finding the courage to speak up.]
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But it doesn't take long before he gets a plain straightforward answer, because the door suddenly bursts open and there's a shocked, white-faced housemate staring straight at them.
He doesn't even have time to react, just laying there gawking at her expression, hand still just casually on Jack's dick, and in a quick second, she's back out the door.
He's silent for a moment. Surprised and speechless that the inevitable did end up happening, especially because typical, disastrous Hiccup messed up again. But he swallows hard, finally finding the courage to speak up.]
So I don't think I locked the door.