it's not a nude party but there's no rules against taking your pants off too

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in which everyone is required to take their damn shirt off because reasons that's really all there is to this party so just take it off ladays and gents TOPLESS PARTY

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[Hiccup finally gets to a point where he's pretty exhausted. Not from drinking, mind you (he figured it was his turn to play babysitter this time), he's just had to deal with countless drunk kids engaging in wild shenanigans, passing out jello shots to their guests, and trying to get literal topless girls to probably cover up some before they got too many teenage boys aroused (twenty-year old Hiccup was too old and too gay for that, so that wasn't a problem).

He did his part at playing host for most of the evening, even going shirtless after being told to lead by example, and now he just wanted to see his boyfriend which he hadn't spent time with all evening (supposedly he had even gone downstairs for a bit, but somehow he had completely missed him).

So Hiccup makes his way up to his room, dodging the few couples making out on the cramped stairwell. When he reaches their door, he'll open it just enough to peek his head in.]

Permission to enter, dear?

[icy]

[ After acting as an agony aunt, 007 and Jerry Springer, Jack has retired to his bedroom and sunk down against the wall as he plays on his XBox, chin almost on his chest and legs spread with one dangling off the bed. He glances over when movement catches his eye, a smile blooming as (half-naked and very nice) Hiccup appears.

Jack scoots over to make room for him immediately. He's missed the company, as much as he enjoys his alone time. ]

Permission granted. Having fun?

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[Being given permission (not that he needed it to enter their room), he sneaks his way inside, shutting the door behind him. He rushes over to the bed to do a big hop onto it on his back, his body bouncing a bit before he snugs his head into the pillow.]

Fun? Maybe. But gosh, I'm exhausted! [As if right on cue, he releases out a yawn, while stretching his arms up.]

Never realized parties could be even more draining when you're not the one running around crazy drunk.

[icy]

[ Rolling onto his side as Hiccup practically dive-bombs the bed, Jack ensures his game is paused and gives a consoling pat to a bare stomach. A kiss finds Hiccup's chin as he leans over. ]

Anna's turn to be the wasted one, huh? She came up here earlier.

[ Just read the widening of his eyes and mmmmhm way his eyebrows rise. ]

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[Hiccup squeezes a hand over the one on his stomach and laughs right upon hearing her name, because she's definitely the big conversation topic of the night.]

Oh, did she? Did you get to see her costume of the night? Seemed a bit bare, didn't it?

[icy]

[ Kissing those knuckles, he uses him as a prop and slouches against Hiccup's middle as he plays his game again. ]

To be fair, she's worn worse outfits.

[ Heheh. ]

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[Be careful, with the nice warmth of Jack's body and the comfort of the pillow (upon some hopefully now clean sheets), Hiccup could practically fall asleep at any moment. So with eyes closed, he'll let out a light chuckle followed by a lazy mhmm.]

This really was a pretty awful theme idea though. All it did was increase the number of horny teenagers in our house.

[icy]

And twenty-somethings. Who the hell are half the frat boys down there?

[ Very clean sheets for Hiccup. Jack isn't exactly relaxed, thinking of the ballbags swanning around and flexing at the walls downstairs. ]

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[Good question.] No idea, but we should really reevaluate our invitation list. Luckily, the party's died down, but I've spent too many hours playing overprotective brother tonight.

[Because Hiccup loves the girls and isn't about to let some soulless douchebags try to sleep with them. Anna certainly wasn't making his job easier though.

He raises a hand to tangle fingers into white hair.] How's your night been?

[icy]

[ Tilting his head back into those fingers, his lashes shutter and Jack gives up shooting zombies, saving the game and tossing the controller to the end of the bed. ]

A thrilling ride, non-stop. [ Just because he can, he rolls on top of him with straddling, bent legs and wraps his arms around Hiccup's waist, nuzzling a nice undefended neck. ] Anyone hit on you?

[ They probably did, he'd better kiss here and here and here just for good measure. ]

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[And this is already becoming the highlight of his night. He moves his hands up around Jack's back to pull him in closer, adjusting his head to give him a little more leeway to his neck.]

If anyone did, I didn't notice.

[Which was pretty true since his main concern was caring for people. Plus, it was made pretty clear that he was now property of Jack and in no way available anymore.]

Didn't even get trampled with kisses tonight since everyone was more preoccupied with Elsa's shirt.

[icy]

[ That earns him an approving kiss, right on the lips, and then Jack falls apart laughing. ]

Poor Elsa, she came up here too. Not half-naked, unsurprisingly. Is she alright?

[ Don't mind Jack working on a new love-bite as he speaks, he's got so much skin available with the lack of a shirt on Hiccup's part. ]

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[Hiccup definitely doesn't mind this, feeling extremely comfortable in his current position with his new Jack-blanket. That with the addition of some feel-good kisses and he was pretty much on a cloud right now.]

Well, last I checked she still had her clothes on, so I suppose that's a good sign. Can't guarantee they'll still be on by the end of the night. Plus, looks like she's had Hans following her around like a puppy.

[icy]

[ Stilling when he hears Hans's name, he sags and hides against a shoulder. ]

I might have told Hans to dump Anna, by the way. He said he liked Elsa more, what was I supposed to do?

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[Hiccup opens his eyes again when he senses Jack stopping.] Honestly, I don't really like him for either of them.

[But he'll bring up a hand to lightly caress his neck in comfort, knowing all too well that Jack really didn't have much affection towards the thought of Hans. Which he couldn't blame him since almost everything he was involved in turned out to be bad news.]

Anna's a big girl though, and she deserves better. It's probably for the best to get him away from her.

[icy]

[ Soothed by the contact, there's a lot of wriggling to get closer and dapple kisses into Hiccup's hair, a nose poking at his ear. ]

If he comes onto you, I'll rip him apart. [ Said oh so sweetly. ♥ ] With my superior muscles.

ALMOST WROTE CHICKENS INSTEAD OF CHUCKLES

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[The close proximity to his ear feels ticklish, causing Hiccup to try to stiffen some chuckles. The hand on Jack's back moves downwards to slip under the hoodie, attempting to tickle skin with his own fingers.]

Oh, I'd definitely like a front row ticket to see that.

NEXT MEME ...

[icy]

[ Laughing, he slides off Hiccup to slouch beside him, tickling fingers running all down his chest and arms to get his own back. ]

Yeah? You wouldn't be able to handle the raw horror of it, Haddock.

WHAT? STIFFENING CHICKENS?

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[Hiccup realized his unfortunate disadvantages at not having a shirt one--easier target. But he's still hanging in there, despite struggling to talk between laughter, running fingers down Jack's side.]

Getting kind of violent there, aren't you?

AWKWARD FARM FIELD TRIP

[icy]

[ Kicking out as he digs his wriggling fingers into Hiccup's ribs, his own laughter barks free and Jack twists to try and escape the horrendous treatment. ]

I'm playing nice! You haven't seen anything yet, you one-legged ...

[ Nipping a shoulder, harhar. ]

THAT SOUNDS LIKE AN AWFUL IDEA LET'S DO IT

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[He gives a light groan at the light bite, but he'll try to shift onto his side so that he can get a better angle, leaning himself over Jack a bit because never gonna give up.]

You know very well that I have one other leg that can easily bring you down.

[Oh, rawr.]

[icy]

[ Victoryyy. You'd think Jack is losing but he's winning in all sorts of ways. ]

Oh, yeah? [ Hooking his ankles around the backs of Hiccup's knees to pin him down, he starts tickling up his sides again. ] Beat me up, peg-leg, c'mon!

[ Laughter smears against Hiccup's arm as Jack leans over to bite at it playfully, gnawing his way with a trail of slobber northward. ]

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[Yeah, Hiccup's not doing so well because his laughter is uncontrollable, being extremely sensitive on his sides. Having his legs pinned down, he couldn't exactly try to escape it either.]

Don't go on biting me just because you're losing!

[The only power he had left were his hands, so he starts pinching skin, hoping he might be aware to regain the lead.]

[icy]

Ouch! Ow, fuck you!

[ WRESTLING IS NOW. Which isn't really wrestling at all, but a combination of biting a shoulder and neck, tickling and wriggling his weight at him. ]

M'gonna kick your butt, Haddock ... !

not getting inappropriate, gosh

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[Hiccup is in for a big loss in this one, his main losing point being the teeth that are gnawing at him. If he wanted to escape defeat, he needed to stop that biting.]

Oh, are you?

[Keeping one hand pinching at his stomach, he brings the other one out to pull Jack's face away from his neck, so that he can go ahead and smack his lips right on that feisty mouth. Gotta get him distracted somehow.]