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[Newt laughs into the kiss and it's something breathless. Newt acts like every kiss and touch is something special. Something big. And maybe to the man it is.]

I should be saying happy birthday to you. [He kisses back; clumsy and gentle.] Happy birthday, Hiccup.

Is there anything else you wanted? [Hiccup didn't seem material in anyway, but if he could offer more to the other, he certainly will. He wanted Hiccup to feel special on his birthday after all.]

[Every kiss and touch they share is something special, at least to Hiccup. He delights in every little thing, all the things he learns about his partner, all the new things they share. He can probably feel that flush of pleased warmth from Hiccup when he kisses back, like the gentlest ocean wave, just how it gets to him like every time.] Happy birthday to both of us. [He murmurs against his lips, unable to keep himself from smiling. He's not letting 'our birthday' go, because it makes him feel things, delightful things.

And then he asks that question, while Hiccup is in the middle of shifting, practically straddling Newt's thigh to get closer for another long, slow kiss, and he flushes immediately, the tips of his ears turning red.]

Well, I- I don't know if you'd be comfortable... [There is something, something he has definitely thought about in the last couple of weeks, sharing his partner's bed, but he doesn't want to rush it if Newt isn't ready.]

[Newt tilts his head with a slight raised eyebrow. The other suddenly getting flustered was a curious reaction.

Hiccup will either realize soon or already know that Newt's ability to read the room at times is rather...bad.]

What do you mean by that? Why wouldn't I be comfortable with something you'd want? [Really can't read the room.]

[He's so oblivious. But it reassures Hiccup at least that Newt hasn't really picked up on the less than platonic thoughts he's been having an increase of lately. Still, how... He isn't wholly sure how to broach the subject. With Astrid, there was really no- talking about it. It just happened. But he isn't sure that would work with Newt, and he's feeling awkward about asking, but at the same time, Newt felt awkward about telling Hiccup his feelings for him and they wasted a lot of time, so it's better to be on the same page, right?

He settles a hand gently on the side of his face, thumbing over his cheek.] Lately, I've thought about- about what it would be like if we... [Odin's ghost, why is this so hard? Hiccup bites his lip and tries something else instead, open through the Bond and making obvious the heat, the want he's feeling, low in the pit of his stomach.] If we... got more physical. But I also don't, don't want you to feel pressured into anything, so, we can keep taking it slow if you'd rather-

[Newt isn't really one to really think much about physical intimacy and Hiccup knows that quite well. That being said, Newt wasn't so oblivious that he couldn't figure it out. With the lust that he could feel from the other and just the intimate position they were in. It doesn't take much for him to figure out what Hiccup means by physical.

He feels his face growing hot for a multitude of reasons. The conversation itself to the other being attracted to him enough to want to in the first place.

It isn't that he hadn't thought about it from time to time. It's been a stray thought here and there. Just that-] I- Oh. [How eloquent of him.]

It- I mean, it isn't that I'm not interested...

[He lets out a nervous little laugh.] Just that it would be my first time, you know...

[He's a little relieved he doesn't have to explain further. The words are hard to find, because he's never really had to before, but he... he wants this. They're together and he loves kissing him, loves touching him and being touched and kissed in return. He wants that kind of intimacy with Newt, wants to learn him and learn them together. His smile is a little flustered and embarrassed but it's there, still so full of love as he starts to catch on.

Hearing that he is in fact interested causes an excited little surge through Hiccup, an understandable reaction to mutual desire, but he softens, leaning in to share breaths, his hand gentle on the side of Newt's face.]

It'll be my first time with- with a man, too. [He says, tips of his ears red but wanting to be reassuring.] I know- how things are supposed to work, generally speaking, but- it's still new. [Growing up in a viking village, even before he'd had sex he knew the general gist of it. Many Berkians are loud drunks and it's impossible not to overhear some things. Still, he understands being nervous, because he is too.]

[He hadn't really thought about it much at all. It wasn't like he ever really had to think about these things to any extent because he hadn't been involved with another to a point where he would even consider those things.

It's a little embarrassing thinking on it now, but he's always been terribly honest and this wasn't exactly something he should hide or lie about.

He gently places his hands on Hiccup's chest and pushes the other back. Just enough so that they can look at each other proper. Seriously.] You aren't quite getting it, Hiccup. I-

[He averts his eyes for a moment before locking eyes with the other again.] It'll be my first time...in every sense of the word. [It's, perhaps, hilariously sad how little experience Newt has with this at all.] I've never been intimate with anyone.

[He leans back at the light push, and his eyes widen as Newt speaks. Lightbulb going on in his brain, basically. He's not sure why he's surprised, but he is; maybe he thought that when Newt admitted to having someone back home, he was farther along in that relationship than he actually is. Maybe he'd just assumed they were on the same page in most things. He never expected...]

Oh. Oh, you- Oh. [Eloquent. Something in him is surprised, sure, but also- fond, and a little awed, because...]

And you- you would want that... with me? [It seems more important now, to be clear about everything, to know for sure. He never expected that Newt had never been intimate with anyone. The gap in their experience is reversed from how one might assume, with their age difference. His eyes are wide and he's practically holding his breath now. If he says no, that's okay, he'll get over it, but-]

[A nervous laughter escapes the Brit. It kind of just bubbled up in the pit of his stomach and he can't help himself. It's a tad funny that Hiccup seems rather surprised about his lack of experience. It doesn't really help his nervous feelings in anyway.]

I don't see why not...? [It's normal. To want to do such things with someone else, right? And for his lack of experiences doesn't mean he hasn't been sexually attracted to someone else or anything.] I would think that perhaps you would be less willing, knowing so. [And he wouldn't blame the other if they would prefer someone who was more experienced.] I don't think it would be right for me not to be honest about my experiences. Or, well, lack of them.

[Hiccup can't help but laugh a little too, flustered and a little embarrassed himself. This is what he gets for making assumptions. He should really stop doing that.

And asking certainly wasn't because he wouldn't want to. He only knows how special a first time is, and he is... awed, that Newt would want that with him. Honored. It's a big honor, and he isn't sure why he thought there would be a problem, since this is his first time with a man and he is happy to have that with Newt.]

No, no no no! [He's quick to correct, reaching to take his hands in both of his.] That's not- That's not it at all, Newt. I don't care that you've never- that doesn't make me want it less. [If anything, he wants this more.] I only... Wow. That you- that you want this with me, it's, it's a big deal. I just- I don't want you to regret anything, in the morning. [You can't take back a first time, after all, especially not one like this, in celebration of both of their close-together birthdays.]

[His hands are still weak, but he gently curls his fingers around Hiccup's own.] I wouldn't regret it. I never regret any of my time with you. [Perhaps that's sappy to say, but Newt is honest. He really did value their time together.] It's only natural to want to be together in every way. If not now, it would happen at some point. I think. [And he would like the other to understand that he doesn't imagine them not being together anytime soon.]

Even if the experience isn't enjoyable, I can't say I would regret it. The biggest regrets I've had was when it was too late. [It's hilarious that he had been so daft about letting Hiccup know his feelings in retrospect.]

[The gesture gives him courage, reassures him that yes, they're going in the same direction. They have for a while whether they knew it or not, and knowing that Newt has confidence that they will continue to be together... it helps. It's what Hiccup wants too. What they have might have an expiration date, but that date is whenever the mirrors open to allow them home, not- not a day sooner than that.] I don't regret any of our time either. [He says earnestly, because he wants him to know that, to be assured in Hiccup's feelings for him.] And I- I do want that. Tonight, if you're willing. It... It would be special. It would be special regardless but today is- [Rare. A leap year, the day they shared their birthday celebration. It seems like the kind of day for something monumental.

A hint of determination enters his gaze, and he leans in a little closer, not breaking their gaze and giving his hands the gentlest of squeezes.] I want to make it good. I love you.

I know...I know I'm not, uhm, very physical. With my affection that is. [And Hiccup seems to understand that quite well about him and doesn't seem to mind it either.] I want to though. To do this with you. Quite so. [He can feel his face burning as he speaks and his heart is hammering. Nervous. Excited.]

Though, if I were to ask...I would prefer if we were to move- move to the bedroom. [The way Newt asks is as though he might be asking for too much.]

[He does understand that, and he doesn't mind at all, the same way Newt hopefully doesn't mind that Hiccup is particularly physical in his affection. They don't have to be the same as long as they get each other, which Hiccup is confident that they do, especially with the Bond singing between them. He can feel the way his heart pounds, and no doubt his own is obvious, thudding in his chest much the same.] I want it too. [He says simply, confident in that, at least.

And forgive him if he can't quite hold back his laughter at the sheepish request.] Of course- Newt, we're not going to- Not on the couch! [His smile is wider now, impossibly fond, as he slides to his feet and tugs gently on Newt's hands to help him up.] Bedroom. Yes. Absolutely.

[Granted, Hiccup has had sex in places one might not expect, but for a first time, on a special night? That requires a bed. Requires comfort for his partner. He leads him into the bedroom, eyes warm and a little lidded, a sense of anticipation building.]

[Don't laugh at him!!! His face just turns redder, which is a feat in its own. The blush disappears under the collar of his shirt and he's pretty sure he's a furnace right now. Even more than Hiccup usually is.] I just- We were already here, so- [He mumbles sheepishly before he's helped onto his feet.

His steps are equally clumsy as he follows the other; faltering for just a smidge when they make it to his room. He can't help but blurt the words that come out of his mouth.] Do-Do you find me attractive? [He's never really thought about it. Being attractive or anything. He doesn't think much to put too much effort into his appearance. Not when he spends a lot of time doing a lot of manual labor.

He just can't help but be self conscious at this moment. He'd have to undress, right? Newt doesn't know how to be attractive.]

We can save the couch for some other time. [Hiccup says with another laugh, unable to help himself, full of warmth and only affectionate teasing. He's leading them slowly toward the bed when Newt suddenly blurts out his question, and it surprises Hiccup into stopping, looking at him for a moment, searching his face and their Bond for an indication of how he's feeling.]

Newt. Yes. [He says, emphatically, stepping a little closer and slipping an arm around his waist.] Yes, I think you're very attractive. [How can he not be attracted to Newt? It's more complicated than just appearances, for Hiccup - it's looks, and personality, and the way he makes Hiccup feel when they're alone together.]

I like that I don't have to crane my neck down to kiss you. [He says with a smile, leaning in to kiss him, soft and loving.] I like your hands. [And here he twines the fingers of one hand with one of Newt's, loosely, unhurried.] I like the way your smile lights up the whole room. You always manage to... to draw my eye whether we're alone or in a crowd.

Merlin, I really haven't considered another time. I'm still stuck on right now. [Another time is a lot to think about when he's still struggling with the now. One step at a time, Hiccup. This is a lot for him.

And Hiccup showering him with affectionate words and kisses helps and doesn't somehow.] I- A simple yes would have sufficed! [He shyly looks away from him, though he squeezes Hiccup's hands gently.] I just- Not a lot of people have typically shown interest in me and... [A shy smile graces his lips.] I'm glad that it's mutual. [He looks back at the other to shyly give a clumsy kiss in return.]

A simple yes wouldn't make you make that face. [He teases, returning the light squeeze of his hands. Newt can probably feel just how elated he is through the Bond, and even if he couldn't, it almost seems to come off him in waves.]

You... You want me as I am. [It's not a question; Newt has never shown any indication of wanting Hiccup to change, just like Hiccup would never want Newt to change anything about himself.] So why wouldn't I want you exactly as you are? Of course it's mutual. [He returns the kiss, inordinately pleased, settling a hand on Newt's waist and nudging him slowly toward the bed again. Just to sit on the edge, for now, to kiss. He plans to start slow, to build it up, and make sure it's a good experience for his boyfriend.]

[Newt huffs a little. He tries to give the other a disapproving look, but it's very hard to in the current situation.] You're teasing me. [Don't be such a git. A bloody lovable git.]

I- [His laugh is a little sheepish.] I suppose I'm just used to it. People not really liking me for, well, me. [He hadn't really thought about it, but it's on his mind. How he perceives himself through the eyes of other. It's a little pessimistic isn't it? He had just been so used to it.

Newt is a little distracted by his thoughts that he's only brought back proper when he feels the back of his legs hit his bed, which is a terrible way to notice something, because he kind of falls backwards onto the bed and takes Hiccup with him.

Oh yes, this is definitely very sexy. Newt can't help but start laughing honestly.] S-Sorry. I- [He's a little breathless from the fall and laughter.]

You make it easy. [He absolutely is teasing. He might be a lovable git, but he's Newt's lovable git.] I'm not people. I wouldn't change anything about you.

[He only manages to get that out, almost smooth and romantic, before they're both toppling onto the bed in an ungainly pile of long limbs, Hiccup splayed on top of Newt, and he bursts into laughter as well, the sound of it infectious. He has to tuck his face against Newt's shoulder for a minute just to catch his breath, before he rolls to the side and tugs him a little farther onto the mattress, just so neither of them manage to fall off.]

No, gods, sorry, it's- It's fine. Are you okay?

Absolutely awful! [He wants to look offended, but his expression is much too fond.] I really don't need to hear more. You'll certainly murder me. [Hiccup's words are much too much for the shy magizoologist.]

I'm quite fine. It was my fault. [Newt continues to laugh though. It takes the edge away somewhat. It calms his nerves. He doesn't know if it's his own laughter or Hiccup's laughter. He settles after a few minutes.] I'm wonderful. I couldn't think anywhere else or with anyone else I would be than right now with you.

Oh, I've got more. You're going to hear more. [He says with mock seriousness (an effect which is mostly ruined by his laughter), manhandling Newt (gently) to rearrange them to where Hiccup can loom over him, leaning in to steal another kiss with grinning lips. His hand goes to the front of his shirt, playfully popping open the first button.] You're very distracting. I've been wanting to see more of you.

[He's glad to feel Newt growing a little more comfortable, his own smile warm and wide. This is how it should be, with nerves diminished, just going with the flow and being together. A little softer, he says, pressing their foreheads together.] I'm feeling pretty wonderful too. Can I undress you?

[He's had Thoughts, okay. He's young and easily distracted.]

[Hiccup's weight on him is surprisingly pleasant. Something he hasn't ever considered before, so he's certainly learning plenty about himself he possibly wouldn't have known until being with another.

He definitely wasn't used to the idea of someone desiring him in such a way. The other finding him alluring and asking him to undress him makes the Brit flush a bright red and makes his stomach flutter in a way he isn't quite familiar with either.

Newt's reply comes out breathless and quiet.] I- Yes, please. [He really likes the idea of that. Really learning new things about himself.]

[Newt turns red in the most lovely way. Maybe someone else wouldn't think so, but Hiccup thinks it's beyond endearing, the way he colors all the way to his ears sometimes, and he wants, suddenly and desperately, to see how far down that blush goes. A simple yes to his question lights his green eyes up, and he doesn't need another invitation.

He surges down for a more heated kiss, enthusiastic, deft hands opening each button of his shirt one by one, sliding his warm, work-roughened palms against the skin of Newt's chest to push the two sides apart. He only pulls back just enough to take him in, like he doesn't want to look at anything else.] Wow-

[The kiss is clumsy and messy and it leaves him breathless. He arches his back slightly letting out a small noise in the back of his throat; Hiccup's rough hands pleasant against his skin.

An airy little laugh escapes his mouth. Something nervous and shy and terribly embarrassed. The other admiring him makes heat coil in his stomach.] I find it a tad unfair I, uhm, I don't get to equally admire you. [Not quite successfully bold, but he does want the other to know he's equally interested in this. In the other. Them.] You know your clothes is really not quite ideal for this at all.

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