A prompt I got some time ago and lost the paper it was written on... going through my inbox I found it again! And then Vala corrupted it thoroughly.

Slightly naive (for my own amusement) Hiccup who's newly out as gay, and nice sexy teacher Toothless.

Human Toothless x Hiccup!

Regular reference to and then use of sex toys. Leave ye innocence here.

-HTTYD-

"I'm really not sure about this."

"You've said. But if you won't go find a man, we're getting you the next best thing."

Hiccup really regretted coming out as gay to his best friend. Astrid never let anything go, and Hiccup's reticence to begin dating men was her favourite project now. So he found himself being dragged to the adult store Bad Dragon, cringing and wanting the ground to open up and swallow him already. Grinning happily and completely unembarrassed, Astrid physically hauled him through the door.

The upstairs wasn't the scary part, Hiccup knew. Certain laws meant that truly obscene materials couldn't be where a child might peek, even though an open door. The glass on the windows and doors was tinted, and if he ignored what the store was for, Hiccup found he could appreciate the decor. He really liked dragons, after all. And there were lots, little figures on top of shelves and huge murals on the walls, tiniest details attended to and the artist in Hiccup was enthralled.

"Hey, can I help?"

A deep, silken voice met Hiccup's ears, belonging to a man with a particularly rich shade of dark brown skin, his short hair still visibly ringed with tight curls. Deep brown eyes and full lips stretched in a wide, bright smile. His 'uniform' was a simple polo shirt and bottoms, each covered in scale patterns and hugging a taut musculature. Before Hiccup could wrestle a response for the gorgeous stranger from his temporarily-stunned brain, Astrid leapt in.

"Hiccup needs a dildo."

And that was about when Hiccup contemplated simply running away. Astrid sensed his impending escape though, and grabbed his arm before he could make a run for it. The shop worker cracked up laughing, the sound warm and honey-like even in Hiccup's humiliation.

"Then you came to the right place. Is Hiccup a nickname?"

Apparently struck dumb, Hiccup nodded.

"Welcome to the club. I'm Terrence, but I've been called Toothless since I was a kid and lost like half my milk teeth at once."

Holding out a friendly hand, Hiccup reached to take it and noticed that 'Toothless' had his nails painted bright red, but only on the one hand. Seeming to notice Hiccup's checking for the other side, he openly explained.

"I injured my arm a few years ago" he twisted his forearm, showed a darkened, jagged scar "and suffer with an occasional tremor in this hand" he held up the painted one "so painting my other hand usually just ends up a mess. Anyway, you didn't come here for my life story, you came for my sex dungeon. Hold down the fort Helga, I'll be back up soon."

"Ok boss!"

Oh, the obscenely cute guy just had to be the boss didn't he? Astrid skipped alongside, chuckling at Hiccup's visible discomfort. When they reached the staircase, Hiccup felt like he was descending into Helheim itself.

Lining the walls were shelves and shelves of boxes, each one fronted by an unboxed version of the thing contained within. Some looked fairly normal, like he would expect - penis shaped, some in lurid colours but all basically a rubber phallus.

Then there were the stranger ones - ones in rainbow stripes or with marbled effects, some that looked painfully huge or with unusual curves. They led on to a shelf of 'masturbators' which Hiccup supposed were self explanatory and for making a change from ones hand. Near those shelves was a sort of 'backroom' that he glanced cuffs and whips and something wide and flat and studded in.

The pride of place display contained the truly bizarre things. Inhuman shapes and odd looking protrusions, with scales and knots and every box read across the top "Bad Dragon". Astrid was far too excited by everything, he decided.

"I don't even know what to say."

"I like dragons. Got in touch with Bad Dragon about selling their stuff here when I got people asking cus of what I named my store."

"Oh."

Was all Hiccup could say, watching Astrid investigate the various implements that looked like they were for some kind of torture, but he presumed someone must like them for them to be sold in store.

"Are you completely new to sex toys by any chance?"

Hiccup could only nod dumbly, frightened of some of the really sizeable ones that he imagined would hurt. 'Toothless' chuckled, then headed to the downstairs counter and plucked a business card from it, handed it over to Hiccup.

"Check out our website. It has a guide to sex toys, and a beginners introduction too. You can order online if you're too embarrassed to come back, and it'll arrive in discreet packaging. Or you can come back alone if your friend is making you nervous, and I'll be happy to help you pick. I don't judge, promise."

Swallowing thickly, Hiccup pocketed the card and thanked the man quietly. It was difficult to be so painfully awkward and out of his depth as is, let alone faced with such a gorgeous human being. Hoping to escape before he spontaneously combusted out of shame, Hiccup turned and groaned inwardly as he saw Astrid actually selecting and probably considering buying things. His eyes widened at the basket contents that Toothless went to ring up for her.

"What on earth do you need" he looked at the tag "a spanking paddle and heavy-duty handcuffs for?"

To his knowledge, Astrid was single.

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

"Actually, no. I don't. I'd like to be able to sleep tonight."

Astrid winked, and Hiccup averted his eyes when he saw a dildo box under a bottle of lube. Some things were better left to mystery.

"Can we go now?"

Astrid paid and took the bag, which Hiccup really liked the dragon artwork on, and rolled her eyes.

"You didn't buy anything!"

"No, I didn't."

"Ugh, boys! Come on."

Hiccup had never been so glad to escape anywhere in his life. With the card burning a hole in his pocket, Hiccup had the urge to look both ways before leaving in case anybody he knew saw him coming out of a sex shop. Astrid rolled her eyes, dragged him along proudly swinging the bag of torture implements at her side.

"You don't even have a boyfriend."

"And? Last guy busted my cuffs, the paddle was pretty, and lube is always a good shout."

"You bought... other stuff too!"

Astrid took so much pleasure in his embarrassment. Far too much to truly be his best friend, Hiccup decided.

"The dildo? That's for you cus I knew you'd punk out."

Hiccup glared.

"What?"

"You'll thank me later! Unless you wanna go hit on the dragon guy. He was cute. And stared at your ass when you weren't looking."

Hiccup spluttered, shaking his head.

"He did not!"

"He really did. Not that I blame him, your ass be looking fine in those riding trousers."

Hiccup jumped, looking around to ensure there was nobody around to overhear her talking about his butt in his motorcycle gear. Thankfully, nobody was around the car park her car and hus motorcycle resided in.

"Astrid!"

"What? You're gay not invisible!"

Grabbing his cycle jacket and helmet out of her car, he regretted letting Astrid talk him into coming out 'shopping', although he had enjoyed the lunch they went for before the terror in the sex shop.

"You'll have to keep it cus I have nowhere to put it on my bike."

"Well, I can think of a few places" Astrid winked with a laugh "but have you forgotten we live in the same block of flats?"

"I'm trying to forget I know you at all."

Astrid cracked up laughing as she got into her car. He normally would have let her drive them both, but he'd been at work all night and just wanted to go home, sleep and forget all about his awkwardness in front of Terrence who absolutely did not check him out. He doubted Astrid would allow that, but it was his plan anyway.

He dismounted his bike in the parking bay, and Astrid politely parked right in front of him so his bike was less visible. She had a key to his door, so even if Hiccup had locked her out fully, Astrid would have opened it to where the chain lock stuck and pushed Odin only knew what through the gap. So he may as well let her in.

"Here. I got you a little one and the right kind of lube. You'll be fine! If you're gonna fuck guys you'll need to get used to more than this anyway."

"Go away you filth wizard!"

Giggling, Astrid knew he was dying to go to bed after a night at the lab designing stuff and left him to it. That was all he could remember, stripping down and ignoring the stuff on his table in favour of becoming one with his bedsheets. Sleep was blissful and refreshing, letting Hiccup wake early evening with a growling stomach and whatever the night-shifters equivalent of morning wood was.

The dildo box and lube sat on his table, forcing Hiccup to accept that the earlier events were not, in fact, a bad dream. Rather than even dare turn over the box and see which implement of dragon-genitalia Astrid had gotten him (he could see the logo on the side), Hiccup got himself food, then bravely hunted through the pile of clothes on his floor for the card he'd gotten earlier, opening his laptop like it would explode any minute.

As he went to type in the website, Hiccup jumped as his phone started vibrating on the table, the sudden loud buzzing scaring the living daylights out of him.

"Astrid, I've just woken up!"

"I know. I just wanted to ask if you had been brave enough to turn the box over yet."

"No. Go away."

"Love you too!"

She hung up and Hiccup glared at his phone, then turned back to his laptop and shook his head, finally typing the address in. The website was equally terrifying, but the beginners guide link was easy to spot and Hiccup clicked that one. It started off gentle, and then suddenly there was a picture of a neon pink butt plug and Hiccup's eyes went wide. Pushing through, he knew more than ever about silicone versus water lubricant and which toys they were safe for use with by the end. Plus the various types of things people put in their bodies.

At least that explained the almost cruel-looking curve on some of the toys pictured - prostate stimulation. Hiccup had tried to reach it once with his fingers and couldn't, which had indirectly led to the incident at Bad Dragon earlier. After drunkenly admitting that to Astrid. He certainly regretted that now.

Squinting through mostly-closed eyes, Hiccup flipped the box and sighed in relief - sort of - when he saw the one called 'Archer', which was clearly moulded on a human, not a dragon. Granted, humans didn't come with skin tones of black with blue glitter in general, but he'd seen plenty of stranger looking ones in that den of depravity. In a way, it was almost... artistic in colour? Then he left it to get ready for work, since he had almost overslept.

Hiccup pushed thoughts of sex toys to the back of his mind for work, switching out with the engineers and designers who remembered what the sun looked like when it wasn't rising to signal the end of their shift. Working on the in-depth parts of the engine design, Hiccup hummed along to the music emanating from the stereo in the corner - the great thing about lonely night shifts in a design lab was that he could play his own favourite music, wear what he liked so long as he got his work done.

"Morning night owl!"

"Is it morning? Hi Cami."

"One coffee for the Haddock."

Cami took his seat in exchange for the mug of coffee she always brought him from the staff room, knowing Hiccup would have been static and lost in the work for several hours before she arrived. He thanked her, and she asked any pertinent questions about the design to allow her to continue the job while a couple of other lab rats turned up.

"Any plans for the day before you crash?"

"Might go take a nap, I'm off tonight so I could do something with my afternoon."

"Make sure you apply sunscreen mister vampire."

"I'm pale because of my Nordic blood anyway, what difference does it make?"

The blonde shrugged, swung in her seat and shooed Hiccup off now he was free to go. Astrid reminded him she was working that day, so once Hiccup called his parents to remind them what his voice sounded like, he set an alarm and stole a quick ninety minute power nap.

Then he was redressing, not totally certain he would be able to go through with it. If he went and picked something for himself he could give Astrid the dragon... thing, and demand she never buy him sex toys again. Hiccup walked to the shopping centre; it wasn't a short stroll but he could do with the fresh air, and didn't want to lug his helmet and heavy jacket around.

"You came back!"

Pushing himself through the front doors and already feeling some residual awkwardness return from yesterday, Hiccup nodded at Toothless, who lit up at the sight of him. Acting like he was thrilled to see someone who hadn't even bought anything from the shop yet. Hiccup was just an awkward potential customer... and without Astrid, he was going to have to hold this conversation himself.

"Yeah. Astrid's at work."

The store wasn't dead, but when he glanced around Hiccup realised nobody was even looking at him. They were just getting on with their own thing.

"You want to try the new lube we just got in? Cookie dough flavour... I'm in danger of just sitting behind the till licking the tubes clean."

Hiccup nodded. Lube wasn't scary. He had that in his bedside table for masturbating. Flavoured lube was a little intimidating, or at least the implication of it but this flavoured one came in a tiny, cute tube with a picture of a cookie taking up most of the front. Toothless squeezed out a little blob on his finger and licked it off. Hiccup's gut tightened. Then he got a dollop himself, staring at the clear liquid that did, admittedly, smell quite sweet.

"Wow. Tastes just like it."

"Right? I think I've actually finished the sample tube over there..." Hiccup admired the thick muscle from neck to shoulder as Toothless turned toward the counter "I'm gonna take another just in case."

He plucked another from the bowl-shaped shelf, indicated the other sample flavours available and Hiccup gave them a bemused once-over.

"Pina colada? Why not just pineapple?"

"Maybe it's so the smell can transport you to poolside loungers and midday drinking instead of your boring bedroom having boring sex? It has bit of a coconut edge too."

Clearly completely at ease around all this sexuality, Toothless grinned as Hiccup boggled over the sheer variations in flavours available - what was the difference between wild cherry and sweet cherry, exactly? It probably didn't help that Hiccup was acutely aware of the man stood so close he could feel the heat coming off of his tightly muscled body. Hiccup could actually see the shape of his pecs through his scale-patterned top.

"You feeling brave enough to go downstairs or do you want to buy a bag of chocolate rudey bits and run?"

Downstairs was blissfully empty save for one other employee, who was humming to the store music and straightening the racks of cuffs and paddles. Hiccup eyed a collar warily, then took a step back.

"Ok. What is it you're actually after? Do you have any idea what it is you're in to?"

"N-nope" Hiccup took a deep breath "I told Astrid I was gay but not ready to date yet and so she said I needed the next best thing."

"So, you're a novice, yeah?"

Cheeks burning, Hiccup nodded.

"Hey, relax. No shame. Everyone's a newbie once. Let's find you something gentle, and a damn good lube. Ignore the dragons, those aren't always suitable for beginners. Here, come look at these."

He was steered away from the larger, more threatening toys to plugs and slimmer phallic objects. First came a quick lesson on lube and toy materials, which he had learned from the website but wouldn't say no to hearing in the honey-warm voice of the really hot guy.

"If you want a real fireworks moment, go with a vibrating one. If you're just looking to learn to feel comfortable with something inside you, then a slim flared plug like this should just reach your prostate without being tough to get in. If you're really nervous about using anything in your butt, try an Aneros. That's about the width of your little finger."

"How do you talk about this so easy?"

"Well, if I stammered chatting about what goes where I'd struggle to run a sex store, don't you think? Do you want me to leave you to make a choice?"

Hiccup shook his head, reached out and plucked a small vibrator and the 'Aneros' from the shelf. Toothless smiled encouragingly, headed over to the counter so Hiccup wouldn't have to carry the things upstairs on display. All this talk and thought of sex wasn't really doing anything for his burgeoning attraction to this guy, throat dry at the strip of bright green underwear visible when he bent down to retrieve a bag. Hiccup was half-hard and glad he wasn't in unforgiving motorcycle bottoms like yesterday.

"There you go. Hopefully another satisfied customer. Oh, by the way" he grabbed a leaflet from a pile on the counter "this is an LGBT workshop that runs every other month. It'll have resources on stuff like sexual health and free condoms and chocolate willies everywhere. And everyone there is super friendly. And I'll be there."

"Y-you?"

Toothless nodded.

"I talk about safe toy practice, condoms and lube and myths about gay sex etcetera. You want to come along?"

Hiccup nodded in return.

"Uh, yeah. Probably a good idea to learn this stuff I guess."

Toothless beamed, and Hiccup was struck with the mental question of whether or not his mouth still tasted of cookie dough.

"I will see you there then. If you don't come rushing back before for new toys that is."

Internally and eternally mortified, Hiccup was glad he at least got the really cool bag with a dragon on, although he realised now he had to carry the distinctive bag home with him. Still... at least he had survived the trip and had apparently gotten some good toys.

Placing them on his bedside table and undressing, Hiccup took a few deep breaths. Time to find out...

-HTTYD-

If you hadn't guessed, this is multi-chap and will mostly appear in the form of a sort of connected series of one shots all featuring Hic x Tooth x sex toys! So if you have a preference/request for any in particular, hit me.