Who: Hiccup & Astrid What: Hiccup pre-proposes! When: Backdated to the end of April. Where: Astrid's teeny weeny apartment. Rating/Warnings: High for hormonal college students doing the thang. Status: Complete!
It was amazing to finally be back in his own body, but he had to admit being an older man was kind of nice. He had both legs and his arm strength wasn’t too shabby aaaaaand the ability to grow a ton of facial hair was kind of amusing. But it had certainly given him a lot of time to think about his relationship with Astrid and see a mature adult relationship between Neal and Ruby. They were the kind of couple that he wanted to grow up to be a part of and he knew that he was going to do that with Astrid.
The text conversation between the two of them was the perfect opening he needed in order to make sure he went over to see her. He had gone out in Neal’s body and purchased a promise ring for Astrid. He knew they were far too young to be actually engaged and he wanted to finish school before that even happened, but he wanted to make sure that she knew he was in it for the long haul, especially if she could put up with the Dream craziness and stay by his side. He also wanted to address what they wanted to do for the next school year since room draw was coming up soon.
With the ring burning a hole in his pocket he made his way over to her place and parked his car. His hands were slightly sweaty as he went to her place and rang the buzzer. Oh god he hoped she wouldn’t laugh in his face. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea, he couldn’t help but let the nervous thoughts run free while he waited, but he knew that he just needed to suck it up and be a man.
With everything that happened alongside Korra and Asami, she’d been back and forth from this tiny cubby-hole of an apartment to the lonely mansion. Sometimes she’d stay there to help out. Others she’d come back - she was paying rent, her lease wasn’t up yet, and Astrid still had her own responsibilities to tend to. Like work, especially since being a kennel-tech didn’t necessarily pay much, so she couldn’t skim the hours.
On top of all the other shenanigans this stupid place rained upon them, Astrid counted her damn lucky stars tonight was free. Free for her to do whatever she wanted, particularly a certain boyfriend who was back in his very own body and it made things so much more pleasant and less awkward. Not that Neal was bad to look at, but, uh…
Still, weird.
“Hey, pretty boy,” was Astrid’s greet when the door cracked open, then let him in. It was everything he was familiar with - nothing had changed too much, except that there weren’t any old man boxers stuffed into the cracks of her couch anymore. Ah, memories of awkward and hilarious nights.
Hiccup felt like a terrible boyfriend for not knowing all the intricacies of what was going on with Korra and Asami. He had only met the two girls a handful of times, but he knew they were important to Astrid, so he would try to work more on letting them into his life as well. School was a lot harder than he thought and completely interrupting those kind of things, but summer was in the future, so hopefully he would be able to make time for more social interactions.
But those thoughts were quickly wiped from his mind as Astrid answered the door and invited him inside. Just seeing her face made him feel like his life wasn’t completely crazy and he hadn’t just spent a week in another man’s body. How would he ever be able to find someone else who could understand that? He wouldn’t and he almost wanted to tell her all that on the doorstep, but realized at the last moment it was a silly idea.
His hand had reached into his pocket unconsciously and he had to force himself to remove it and step forward to greet her. That same hand reached up to cup her cheek and he pressed his lips against hers without so much as a single word uttered. Oh how he had missed her and he pulled away to leave enough room to rest his forehead against hers and a silly grin appeared on his face, “I’ve missed you.”
Now that was a hell of a greet. One she returned, very enthusiastically, after using her foot to kick the apartment door shut. “Missed you too,” she mumbled after another kiss, lips pressed against his a bit longer. “Definitely missed you in your own body. Because that means I can grope you in the morning again without feeling awkward.”
Neal was cool, though. Took the entire thing with stride and sarcasm. Ruby too. The OC helps you make friends in the strangest ways, doesn’t it? But anyway, back to the aforementioned groping - especially when her hands slid into his back pockets for a quick booty squeeze. “By the waaay…” Her eyes darted behind him, to the kitchen. “I have a box of macaroni that I’ve been saving. And half a bag of tostito chips.”
Yes, she was hinting at exactly what he thought she was hinting at. Because now she couldn’t get the idea out of her head. College diets, so healthy, but Astrid definitely had that Viking metabolism.
Her hands making a move for a grope had surprised him and his eyebrows raised as she did it, but there was a happy smile on his face. They had come a long way since she had been trying to deny anything ever happening between the two of them. It earned a chuckle that only grew when she mentioned chip and macaroni, “Oh really? Well, then I am very glad I sent you that message because that sounds absolutely amazing.”
Unfortunately he knew that he should probably give her the ring before they lost their clothing and took to the sheets. So he gave her another kiss and wrapped his arms around her waist to draw her in, “I am definitely up for the activities that lead to that meal. But we should have a more serious talk first. Room assignment stuff is coming up in a week or so and I need to figure out where I’ll be next year. I know you’ve expressed interest in possibly moving in together, but I’d probably need a place that is better equipped for my handicap.” Not that he hated her apartment, but he needed something that was on the ground floor, wider access, and his dorm definitely gave him that. He had a wheelchair just in case, but he hadn’t really put a lot of use to it now that he had his leg, but it was always a possibility he may need to use it.
Wow. Okay, yeah. Serious talk time. Astrid’s tongue stuck out against her lip contemplatively, soaking up all he’d said - ground floor apartment, wider access. All doable. Accommodating Hiccup wasn’t a problem, would never even be a problem, she’d do it in a heartbeat. And they were around each other enough, all used to the other’s habits both here and in Berk (though this Hiccup would be less likely to go missing just so he could map the rest of the world), so the whole ‘living together’ thing couldn’t be much of a shock for their relationship.
“The moving in together conversation, hm?” A blonde brow poked up and she trapped his face into her hands, another ravenous kiss against his mouth, before pulling away and tugging him onto the couch. A more comfortable position for a ‘serious discussion’ type of night. “That’s all fine with me. My lease ends in a couple months…” And Asami had been begging her to move into the mansion, so… “You know, Asami’s been asking me to move into her mansion. Korra’s not exactly….mobile, right now.” Astrid sighed, scratching the back of her head. “I don’t know if that’s something you’d be interested. I mean, you don’t know them too well. And I’m fine with our own place.”
Then she side-eyed him, a question popping into mind. “Your parents know?”
The mapping out the world wasn’t really something he was interested in doing here, but if he did then he would be far more likely to drag her along. She was more likely to lose him to the ocean for a while if his degree went through, but it would never be anything like it was in the dreams. They had cell phones here and way more advanced ways of getting a hold of each other and Hiccup was thankful for that aspect because living in Berk seemed slightly barbaric compared to this place.
“Mmmh--” his voice was cut off when she kissed him like that and his eyebrows almost disappeared into his hair. God, why did she have to do things like that to him? It was hard enough trying to get this out and she was so completely distracting. He allowed himself to be pulled along to the couch and he looped an arm around her once they sat down, “What’s wrong with Korra? And I don’t know how I would feel about moving into a mansion with them. I have no issue with them as people, but the idea of being dependent upon Asami for a place to live seems weird. The idea of our own place seems nicer and we could probably find a place that is closer to campus.” He wasn’t completely sure where Asami’s place was, but being close to campus was high on his list of things he was looking for.
“Um, not really? I mean they know it might happen, but I haven’t made a definite decision on anything to tell them about yet.” There was a sheepish look upon his face as he answered, oops.
His opinion was legitimate - he didn’t know the two ladies like she did, it’d feel too awkward for him. Astrid could always opt in going between places again anyway, up until Korra’s dream affliction finally...left. If it’d ever leave. “Korra can’t walk,” she said, plain and simple, another sigh heaved. And since the boyfriend occupied the couch with her, well! Astrid would use his lap as a leg rest, wiggling bare toes at him. “Dream thing. Hopefully temporary.” And that was a big hopefully, too.
A life too crazy for a college student, she even surprised herself with how she was able to keep up. Dragons, evil green wizards, cleaning shit from kennels - oh goddamn my! And homework between all that crap. “That means we have to go apartment hunting,” she said, nose wrinkled. “Like other couples do. When did we start feeling so adult?”
“Oh no,” Hiccup knew how much it sucked to suddenly be unable to walk and his heart went out to Korra, “I hope it’s temporary. That’s never a good thing to have happen to you. I wish I understood why the Dreams did things like this. It’s not fair that we have to suffer when these things don’t even actually happen to us.” A hand reached down to lightly run his finger along the pad of her foot with a devious smile.
“Apartment hunting, joy. And going to college makes us act slightly more adulty. And speaking of that, I got you something. I wanted to thank you for putting up with me and all the Dream shenanigans that have been going on and to show you that I really appreciate it and I love you,” he hoped that the seriousness in his voice took over the nervousness he was feeling as he reached into his pocket to pull out the small box. He opened it up to her and displayed the ring to her, “Don’t freak out, it’s just a promise ring. That no matter what the Dreams do to us that I intend to be here right by your side. I love you Astrid and I fully intend on marrying you at some point in the future.”
Don’t freak out. Good warning, because that’s exactly what almost happened when the ring was presented the way it was - though there was no ‘one knee drop’ before her, so that left the cliche element out. Astrid quickly withdrew her legs from his lap and in less than a second, switched to sit on her knees because what the hell was going on?
Okay. The ring was beautiful, and that was an honest thought. It was simple. Nothing over the top, nothing outrageous, something of her tastes - which Hiccup knew by now, anyway, and he’d chosen well. Astrid didn’t even know promise rings were still a thing but they were, and there was one staring her right in the face.
“Wow,” she breathed, once the words were found anyway. There was a mix of amusement and adoration on her face, nose scrunched, brows furrowed. “I love you too, cheeseball. And you actually got me a ring for this?” Of course he would. It was Hiccup. It was obviously way, way too early to discuss marriage of the sorts - she knew that, he knew that, it’d likely come one day, just not soon.
It was still one of the damn sweetest things ever.
“Is this the part where I say yes?” Blue eyes squinted, smirking. “Or do I say that whenever the engagement does come? Courtship protocols aren’t my expertise.”
A breath that he hadn’t even known he had been holding was released between his teeth as he watched her. It had almost been like a hand had been clenching his heart while he waited for her to react and now he could finally relax slightly. This was going to become one of his favorite memories of their relationship because it was one of the few times that she relaxed her guard enough that he could experience her just being herself. No facade of being a Viking warrior - just a regular girl who had a boyfriend that declared he wanted to be with her forever.
The relief that he had picked out a proper ring was also felt when he noticed her expression while looking at it. He knew her likes and dislikes and something simple was the best plan. It wasn’t a true engagement ring and when that time came he would probably get something a little more extravagant just for the hell of it. There was a look of long affection in his brown eyes as he smiled at her, “A ring seemed appropriate since it doesn’t seem to be a thing in Berk.”
His callused fingers took her left hand in his, drawing it towards him, and poised the ring over her ring finger, “You can say yes if you want to. And you’ll be able to say yes when I do propose to you in the future. Honestly, I just really enjoy hearing you say yes to me.”
No, Astrid didn’t really mind that she felt particularly girly at the moment. She was a damn girl, anyway - maybe rough around the edges, with knuckles that could mess up someone’s face, but she could carry that tough-as-nails exterior with grace. It didn’t do away with her strength, it didn’t do away with her repertoire was a Viking in Berk, either. Having a promise ring slide on her finger, tasteful with a glimmering diamond, however, was a new level of ‘girlyness.’ One that she hadn’t experienced before, but hey, achievement unlocked?
“Now I want to tease you with a ‘maybe,’” she snickered. It was on now, and she finally touched it - twisted it around her finger, feeling that it was actually real, holy shit. “I would have also accepted a modern weapon, just so you know. Could be an anniversary present. This is also what you’d call a hint, by the way.”
It was an appropriate time to climb his lap now, legs straddling him, dipping down to plant a kiss against his mouth again. Hungry, practically insatiable, hello raging college hormones!
“But, seriously, before you whine like a baby, it’s a yes.”
Of course she was a girl. He never forgot that, but sometimes he didn’t get to see that deeper side of her as much as he liked to. He loved and respected every bit of her and quite enjoyed her being a badass woman who could certainly kick his own ass. But sometimes he forgot that she was vulnerable underneath because he was so used to being the one that had his emotions bubbling on the surface constantly and tended to think before acting. They balanced each other out so well and he knew there was absolutely no one else in this world that could do that. And he was so happy to accept that and make sure that she knew how much she meant to him.
“Too bad that the ring is on now and it will never come off unless you cut your own finger off,” he deadpanned before rolling his at her obvious hint for a weapon, “Of course you want a weapon. I’ll keep that in mind for an anniversary present. I know the idea of us weapon shopping together would probably be your favorite thing ever.”
As soon as she crawled into his lap he looped his arms around her waist and held her close. College hormones were the best because he was usually quite ready to take her into the bedroom and give into those hormones. He returned the hungry kiss with one of her own before dipping his head down to nip at her neck.
“I’m not going to whine like a baby. I’m going to be a man and fuck you so we can eat mac and cheese and chips afterwards,” a wicked grin appeared on his face as he reached down cross his arms under her ass and lifted her up as he got off the couch. There was just a brief moment of wobbliness as his prosthetic leg adjusted to the extra weight before he started to walk towards the bedroom.
The word fuck didn’t come from Hiccup often. Especially in regards to adult relations (and by age, they were adults - adults who ate macaroni and cheese after sex), and it actually got her all hot and bothered. Probably because Astrid wasn’t the type that needed gentle treating or coveting often, and you could still go at it hard and wiley with plenty of love involved, so Hiccup getting a little dirty?
Game. On.
“Even sweeping me off my feet,” she hummed against his mouth, actually not even noticing that falter of his prosthetic - probably a little too distracted with their compromising position, knees hugging him tight to keep her hoisted up. His hair was chestnutty and fluffy, her fingers always got lost in them, it was so braidable. “Not to be a boner killer, but do you parents know about this?”
Not them getting naked and copulating, of course, but the ring on her finger, which wasn’t an engagement ring, but it was on the right finger. Hiccup’s pops already referred to her as his future daughter-in-law in the dreams, their future had been pretty much cemented there, at least.
If he knew that his cursing was a turn on then he would make sure to bust out a few choice words when they were together. He hadn’t been raised around people that swore a lot, so it was still a bit of a new thing for him to do. But he wasn’t really given an opportunity to mutter it again because she was humming against his mouth and then her fingers were in his hair. God, that felt absolutely amazing and she certainly knew how much he loved having his hair played with. A happy groan escaped his lips and then turned into an annoyed groan when she asked that question.
Ugh, really? She just had to bring something like that up right now.
He continued his way to her bedroom before nodding, “Yes. I discussed it with them and they seem to be fine with it. They’ve been together forever, so they know how this whole young love thing works. So, don’t worry about it. Please don’t worry about it anymore tonight.”
With that last comment he managed to make it into the bedroom and couldn’t wait any longer so he turned so he could press her against the wall. The moment her back made contact his lips went to her neck and lightly grazed her neck with his teeth. Oh yes, this was little more fun and exciting than just going straight to the bed.
Look, it was a valid question, alright? It wasn’t up there in the ‘serious life decisions’ category but it was pretty close, and she’d given Hiccup a hilariously cranky kind of glare. Obviously, she liked his parents. More than she liked her own (though that was common with people her age nowadays), and she’d dreamt of them and were both very important figures in the dreams, so there was a part of her that wanted to make sure there was approval!
Once her back hit the wall - she’d expected the softness of her mattress - concerns were officially dismissed, and her head craned for more neck exposure. “Someone’s rowdy,’ Astrid whispered, breath hot against his ear, kissing him there. Chest arched from the wall, up against him in a provocative press of their bodies. “Really rowdy.”
It was a valid question, but he certainly hadn’t wanted to talk about his parents when his incredibly attractive girlfriend had her legs wrapped around him. It was good that she knew his parents because it was far easier to explain something like this because she wasn’t just a stranger to them. And she would never be a stranger because she was going to be a part of his life for a very long time to come.
“Bed’s too far,” he managed to utter in a low growl as he took advantage of the extra skin she exposed on her neck. He adjusted his body weight so that she was pressed against the wall and he could remove his hands from underneath her. They moved immediately to the hem of her shirt and started to pull upwards in order to remove the garment. Tonight was going to be a different night for them because he was a little excited over the fact that she had accepted his promise ring and they were taking the next step in their relationship where this would be happening far more often.
Oh, so he was going to take her up against the wall? That was a new one, but he’d hear no protest on her behalf - though some concern voiced in her head, about his prosthetic, if he could handle the weight - but Hiccup knew his limits more than anyone, who the hell was she to judge? This was celebratory. No more worrying things with her concern, that’d just make her a kill joy.
Astrid helped, though - in regards to the shirt, at least, pulling it off and tossing it to some corner of the bedroom. “You know,” she whispered, drawing his mouth to hers for more kisses, this time with a bite. Blue eyes, with those little specks of grey, were half-lidded in a hazy lust. “Take me up against walls more, and I might have to wear more skirts and dresses. Easy access.” More opportunities, also had the kink factor - not like she explored sex much before constantly screwing Hiccup, anyway. There were a few before him, and they were awkward and terrible and mostly just one-night things.
Hiccup was fairly certain that he could handle it. As long as he managed to keep his balance his leg really shouldn’t be that big of a deal. It was something that went through his mind briefly when he decided on this plan, but he honestly just wanted to try something different with her. And he wanted to have a normal sex life, which included not worrying about his disability, especially since she didn’t really seem to care at all.
That bite earned a wide expression of surprise on his face and his brown eyes turned towards her with a lustful gaze and just a hint of mischief when she stated that she was going to start wearing more skirts and dresses. When he opened his lips to speak he just managed a soft groan before grinning, “Please, do that. I love your legs and you look amazing in a dress,” there were too few opportunities that he got to see her in one.
There was a slight lift to her as he shifted her so he could reach his pants and undo them with one hand. Once that was done he shoved them down as far as he could before he wiggled a little to get out of them with a laugh. Sex wasn’t something he took too seriously anymore and if you couldn’t have fun then what was the point? He knew it wouldn’t be perfect between them, so he just wanted to have fun with her.
At some point Astrid had to uncoil herself from Hiccup for the whole pants removal, but it was done quickly, efficiently, and off came those damn things. Panties too, the cute boyshorts kind of style, and like everything else, it’d litter her bedroom floor. Then it was up she went again, thighs hugging his waist while he held her in mid-air with the assistance of the wall. “Oh, definitely more dressy things, then,” she snorted, giving in to another craving for his lips. Kisses, the arch of her bare body, hands tangled into the chestnut puff that was his hair - she could practically twirl strands around her fingers.
A little hilarious to think that the dorky, lanky boy she would huff at and belittle put a pre-engagement ring on her finger, and had every intention of taking her up against the wall. Also hilarious to think they were somehow intertwined with the whole dream thing. The whole ‘meant to be’ thing wasn’t something Astrid gave much thought to, ever - it sounded cheesy as hell, like what even.
But Hiccup made her wonder.
The moment she untangled herself he happily helped remove those last articles of clothing. It also helped that he could then step out of his pants and kicked them back with his good foot. They would regret trying to find their clothing in the morning, but for now he could not care less about where their stuff ended up. His girlfriend was naked and her legs were wrapped around him, which was an amazing distraction to those thoughts. “I’m already looking forward to that,” he admitted with a playful grin as he returned the kiss and laughed at her insistence of playing with his hair, “Are you going to start braiding it?”
As he awaited her reply his callused fingers moved down her hips and gently sloped over her ass to rest underneath. Her legs were spread just a little bit wider as he stepped forward in between then and positioned himself before sliding into her. The action made him dig his fingers in a little tighter to make sure he had a good grip as he pressed her against the wall. The feeling was so overwhelming that he briefly wondered why in the hell he hadn’t thought to do this before.
“Not now,” Astrid choked a giggle, a bit too distracted being pinned naked against the wall to even think about that. But sure, maybe after they were done and retreated to the comfort of her bed for post-coital cuddling, she’d braid his hair until he fell asleep. Be true to their dreamselves, and all.
That was a focus for later. Not much else she could think about when her muscles tightly clenched around him once he went in, buried deep, and her hands went to grab and squeeze his shoulders. Good thing she always chewed her nails until they were nubby, otherwise they would have been digging into his skin like kitten claws, Hiccup was safe from that kind of typical lusty wrath. But a gasp hitched her throat, hips doing their best to not wiggle too much but instead tilt up, as if she was getting him in deeper and closer and melding their bodies together.
Honestly, he wouldn’t complain if her nails were long. It was just an extra element added to the moment and he sometimes enjoyed when she left marks on his body. He could still feel just a bit of bite in his shoulders from her nails and it sent a slight shiver down his spine. His hair fell slightly to cover his eyes as he lowered his head and pressed his lips against her neck. They weren’t able to stay put for long when a lusty groan escaped his lips and formed into her name. Teeth grazed that velvety skin as his hips found a rhythm that they could both handle and one hand slipped between her legs to find that small bundle of nerves.
This position was particularly restricting - which wasn’t a bad thing, Hiccup being assertive had always riled her up, considering in the other mundane aspects of their lives he was a total loveable dork and she was the bull often seeing red. It merely meant Astrid was at his mercy, literally, and couldn’t move drastically without compromising their position. Her hips could move, matching that flow of thrust, her slickness making it a damn smooth ride, but hell!
And that added sensation of his hand touching that right spot turned her into puddy. Absolute puddy, voicing every sound of pleasure without restriction. The walls in this complex were thin, the neighbors could probably hear them and her ass banging the wall with every hump, but Astrid called it sweet, sexy revenge. Suckers.
“Don’t stop,” she whined into his ear, moany sounds of complete encouragement.
Being in charge was something that Hiccup was slowly getting used to and it helped that it totally turned Astrid on. He lightly shifted her up, which was a bit like tossing her in the air a little, as he stepped forward to get a better grip on her. It was a sensation that was completely pleasurable and he groaned loudly at how her body had moved when he did that. Everything about this position was slowly making it his favorite.
“Fuck, going to have to soon,” he answered her as he picked up the rhythm. He was getting closer to climax and the sweet sensation of her wasn’t going to delay that any further. God, she was just utter perfection and he was thankful that she had decided that she loved him. And knowing that she was going to marry him some day caused him to groan out her name and he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer, so he started to slow himself down and go for much deeper thrusts, pushing her harder against the wall as he filled her completely each time.
Was that a warning? After their first night doing the deed in a complete stranger’s bed (and stealing condoms), she’d decided to say screw it and get on the pill - the rubbery stuff was just silly, it felt funny, and having him bare and inside her without the shit that was apparently ‘ribbed for her pleasure’ was actually ten times more pleasurable. Mostly for him. It was like, having a balloon on your dick.
Technically.
Arms went around him too for a latch, and her head tilted against the wall with her eyes practically rolled back so far she could see her damn brain. That buzzing, climbing ecstasy filled every vein, every cell - practically bursting, quivering with it. His hand had been that tipping point, the exact thing that drove her sensitive nerves to the edge, and she did her best to keep him close and fused to her, even with the rocking hips, but uuuuuugh, all good things came to an end, didn’t they?
“Hiccup, I’m gonna--” That was his warning, the tightness of her muscles practically choking that erection buried in deep when it all went white behind her eyes. That final release that had her gasping for air, trembling between him and the wall.
Even if they did use a condom Hiccup wasn’t one to complain, but she was completely spoiling him by getting on the pill. Everything felt so much more intense without one and he hoped that it felt better for her as well since he was far more concerned with making her feel good. He could feel the tingling up his spine indicating that he was getting so close and it didn’t help that he could feel her getting tighter around him. Jesus christ, she was absolutely amazing and he had to dig his fingers in a little deeper on her skin.
And then she reached her orgasm, which only caused him to tip over the edge into his. He let out a deep groan of pleasure as the tightness in his body was finally released and he relaxed against her. He was buried in deep as he felt himself shudder a few times before everything began to go soft. He murmured her name softly as he moved to find her lips with his own, “I love you.”
Now she was converted to complete goo, where everything in her body felt tingly with an overload of sensitivity. Oh, she wasn’t moving where she was, not until Hiccup made the effort first. “Love you too,” Astrid murred, after finally catching her breath. Now it was just little pants, soon easing to a regular pace of breathing. Then a giggle, throaty and a little husky. “And we should probably shower.”
Considering their activity did generate a bit of sweat and mess, otherwise if everything was pristine and clean they sure as hell weren’t doing it right.
“You know a shower just leads to more sex, right?” Hiccup’s eyebrows wiggled playfully as he slowly moved her so that she could put her feet on the floor. Hopefully her legs weren’t complete jelly and she would be able to make it. If not, then he would promptly sweep her off her feet and carry her into the shower because he was a gentleman like that, “But alright, shower and then post-shower snuggling in the bed? Because I think we may need to lay down after that.”
Astrid wasn’t that much of a helpless mewling kitten, she’d manage - though she looked completely content in just leaning against the wall, knees buckling a bit, but she’d been stable. “Like shower sex is a bad thing?” she smirked, flecks of mischief in her wintry eyes, and she reached to flick his nose. Right before swaying naked hips to the confines of her bathroom, the running shower soon to fill the room with a hot mist that’d seduce them to sleep later.