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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[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

[flightsuit]

[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.]

nnnnnnnope not at aaaaaaall

[icy]

Mmmrph! Mmm.

[ That just means he gets to bite and nip at lips and a tongue instead, humming as he licks his way into a hot mouth with victory on his mind. He can win this, he knows it, he just needs to ... ]

Mmmmm ...

[ Sliiide a hand down Hiccup's bare chest, scratching along the way, and knead at his naked skin from abdomen to pecs. The best plan, really, threaded together with the way his fingertips fan out over nipples, running through hair on a southward trail again and again, rubbing against a toned stomach.

How To Pet Your Viking. ]

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[All it takes is a kiss and suddenly Hiccup doesn't even remember what they had even been competing about. All he knows is he's had a long night and laying here making out with his boyfriend is the best thing he could ask for right now.

Jack's hands are moving down on his chest, releasing a moan out of him and a delightful shiver. That certainly isn't playing far so he brings down his hand to join the other at Jack's waist, caressing against exposed skin where the hoodie had risen up.

Could this have been their plan all along? Nah.]

[icy]

[ Haha, the hoodie strikes back! A great defense all night, now allowing Jack to feel up his boyfriend without falling prey (too quickly) to the same design. A soft gasp parts the kiss when his stomach is caressed (scant pale hair and not as much as some), but that only serves to remind him he has all of Hiccup on offer, dressed or not.

The way he trails a hand down to palm him between parted legs isn't shy in the slightest, seeking out the line of Hiccup's dick and starting to rub him dutifully, wet kisses plucking in between Jack's smiles. There's nothing hurried about it, not beyond the usual fuck so hot this is wonderful I love my life feeling of walking on clouds that comes with their making out. ]

You're never gonna make it back to the party now.

[ Giving him a squeeze for emphasis. ]

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[And of course, the inevitable is now happening. Hiccup groans at the moment of the squeeze before chuckling against Jack's mouth. This wasn't quite his plan when he had came up here, but hey, it definitely works too.]

Somehow I don't think I mind that so much.

[Nope, he doesn't, because he's bucking his hips against the warm hand now, letting his lips work their way down a chin to travel along an adam's apple.]

We could always have our own private party. Except you'll have to actually follow the dress code for this one.

[icy]

Somehow I'm inclined to agree.

[ Licking his lips on a sigh as Hiccup's mouth roves over the front of his throat, Jack has to replace his obliging hand with a thigh as he lifts his hands to his hoodie, tugging it and the tshirt under it off. That done, he drapes his arms over Hiccup's shoulders to draw him back in for fond, amused kisses. ]

I can actually do that.

[flightsuit]

[Hiccup was pretty impressed that that hadn't taken much convincing (considering he refused to remove his clothes all night). Then again, in the heat of the moment, Jack always managed to be a lot easier to persuade. Not that he minded that either.]

Then let me be your host.

[He moves down to the end of Jack's throat, pressing his lips against it to place soft kisses. He's overjoyed at having all of this new access, moving downwards to the center of his chest to suck lightly on the pale but beautiful skin.]