*~~~*Jack & Hiccup Imagines & Preferences*~~~*

*~~~*He Teases You*~~~*

Hearing your nickname said in such a manner sent many shivers running down your spine. Your dad noticed and frowned slightly.

"(y/n), sweetheart, are you alright?" he asked, his voice laced with concern.

"What? Oh, yeah! Yeah, I'm okay," you answered with a fake smile. "It's just a bit cold here, y'know?"

"Ahh," he said thoughtfully. "Do you want me to put the radiator on?" He was already starting to push his chair back, so you quickly stopped him.

"Don't worry, it's okay!" you quickly reassured. "I'll be fine, trust me."

"Okay . . . ?" your dad said, as more as a question. It was clear that your father was not convinced, but he didn't press on the matter and went back down to sit.

"Uh, we have some news to tell you anyway," your mum said, as she helped your dad back into his chair.

Time to put this plan in motion, Jack thought evilly in his head, giving you a playful smirk which you failed to notice.

In one swift motion, Jack inserted a finger under your panties and into your opening, making you gasp in shock.

"(y/n)? Are you alright? What's wrong?" your mum instantly asked, looking up from her meal.

You realised you gasped out loud and turned to glare at Jack, who smiled innocently at you.

"Yeah, (y/n). What's wrong?" he repeated tauntingly, making you deepen your glare slightly before you remembered that you had company and quickly turned back to face your parents.

"N-nothing!" you said, forcing a smile onto your smile. "I'm just gasping . . . in anticipation, because I have a feeling what you're about to say is very big!"

Your parents nodded slowly, not quite believing you, but not continuing any further with the conversation, instead, focusing on delivering the news to you.

"So, me and your father have been searching houses . . ." your mum began, as your father nodded in agreement.

You nodded in understanding. As you did, Jack decided that you were too into the conversation so he coated his fingers in a thin layer of frost and slowly started to rub the inside of your walls, giving him more shivers and a deep growl.

"Jack, I swear to the moon . . ." you warned him, although it wasn't as effective with all the constant rubbing he did.

"I'm just entertaining myself," he stated innocently, like it the most natural thing in the world.

You sighed in frustration (both normal and sexual) and forced your self to focus back into the conversation, albeit, with lots of effort.

You were just about to reply when Jack just happened to find your clit, making you gasp at the contact.

"Ohhh . . ." you couldn't help but moan as he slowly started to rub your clit, before you remembered your parents again, so you quickly looked up at them with a smile.

"--ohhhh, my God, guys! Just tell me, what's the big news?" you said, desperately trying to save your slip, which was tricky as you felt yourself getting more and more wet, thanks to Jack's constant rubbing on your bud.

Once again, your parents gave you strange stare but didn't question, as your dad continued to speak.

"Uh, anyway . . ." your dad began uncertainly, "we found a perfect house in Ohio and me and your mum are moving there!"

At that, Jack, once again, smirked evilly at you. Now for the finishing touch, he thought.

And, with that thought, he gave your clit a vigorous rub and flick, causing you to instantly cum all over his fingers.

"Oh, fuck! . . ." you gasped as you rode out your orgasm, your brain getting more and more cloudy from the arousal you were feeling. You forced yourself to focus back onto your parents, for the umpteenth time.

"--uuuuucking hell, I'm so happy for you guys!" you exclaimed. "'Scuse my French," you quickly added.

"Um, It's okay, dear," you dad said, before tilting his head to one side. "But, are you sure you're feeling alright? You seem a bit under the weather."

"You do seem a bit off tonight," your mum agreed.

"Yeah, (y/n). Are you alright?" Once again, Jack taunted you, taking his fingers out of your panties and giving them a loooong lick.

That did it for you.

You needed him.

Now.

"Uh . . . y'know what? Maybe's it's just something I ate," you answered them. You desperately needed an excuse to leave so you could relieve your heavy sexual desire.

"May I excuse myself please?" you asked bluntly, praying to every god you knew that they would say yes.

"O-of course, honey," your mum agreed uneasily. She was about to ask you another question, but you were already out of your seat and speed-walking down the hall, grabbing Jack by the ear as you did.

You dragged him up the stairs and into your parents' en suite (there was a bathroom downstairs, but it was very near the dining room and, frankly, you really couldn't risk your parents hearing what was about to go down).

As so as you were in, you quickly locked the doors (thankful that you convinced your parents to install one) and grabbed Jack's hoodie, pulling him in for a needy, messy kiss.

You quickly shoved your tongue into his mouth, and ran your hands through the soft, silvery-white hair you had come to love, moaning as he took your bottom lip between his snow-white teeth.

After a few more seconds of intense making out, you pulled back, both of you gasping for air. Jack couldn't help but smirk at your neediness, his fingers tracing the zip of your dress.

"Wow," he chuckled. "What a horny little snowflake you are."

At that, you groaned in frustration. "Can you just shut up and get this fucking dress off me?" you snapped. "I'm horny as fuck right now, thanks to you, and I just want you so, so bad!"

Jack, once again, chuckled at what he had done to you before unzipping your dress. As soon as it was all unzipped, you quickly threw it over your head and onto the black and white tiled floor.

Jack couldn't help but admire you as you stood before him, wearing nothing but a (f/c) bra and (s/f/c) panties. He grabbed your thighs and hoisted you up onto the bathroom counter.

"Alright, we need to make this quick," you reminded him. "My parents are right downstairs, so we can't do this for too long."

"Don't worry snowflake," Jack took off his hoodie, before wrapping his arms around you again.

"'Quick' is my middle name."

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Yeah, you don't need to tell me, that Jack's is so much longer than Hiccup's.

Well, it wasn't suppose to be as long as it turned out to be, but I think it's a nice change, y'know? XD

And before you ask, yes, I'll be making a part two to both of these, so look out for those! ;)

Hope you enjoyed these, as much as I enjoyed writing them (That sounds strange...)! ;P

Love ya all!

Sunny~