[Hiccup flushes contentedly under his scrutiny, turning pink down his neck and into his chest beneath the thick smattering of freckles across his shoulders and clavicles. Something in his eyes softens, though, when Newt touches his lightning scar and calls him beautiful. He's glad they don't have to be nervous about this, at least; scars are just a part of life for both of them.]
So are you, you know. [He breathes, warm and fond, sliding his hands beneath Newt's open shirt again to push it off his shoulders entirely. Hiccup's mouth is occupied again soon as he presses a trail of soft kisses down his throat.
He wants to get to know every inch of this man until they have no more secrets from each other.] I am... so lucky.
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So are you, you know. [He breathes, warm and fond, sliding his hands beneath Newt's open shirt again to push it off his shoulders entirely. Hiccup's mouth is occupied again soon as he presses a trail of soft kisses down his throat.
He wants to get to know every inch of this man until they have no more secrets from each other.] I am... so lucky.