Astrid had a secret. A secret that would ruin her entire reputation if anyone on Berk were to find out. She fist realized this particularity of hers by the time she was 15 or so. It had been when she first started noticing Hiccup. At the time she would have rather been eaten by a deadly nadder that spill to anybody that she found Hiccup the teensiest bit attractive.

It was his hands. They were already larger than hers and rough from all his work in the forgery. During study time, her mind would occasionally (i.e. very often) wonder over to Hiccup at the next table and stare intensely at his hands. She would imagine how strong his hands were, and what they could do to her.

As things go, Astrid's imaginations gradually developed into more tantalizing, albeit darker fantasies. By the time she was 16, She knew what she wanted. But she didn't dare tell a sole. What would people say? That she was a perverted abomination, a slut, a whore, sinful, full of demons. She thought about it at night when she touched herself, she thought about it when her and hiccup kissed gently after a date.

But what would happen if she told hiccup what she actually wanted? Would he think she was disgusting? Would he break up with her? She new he wouldn't tell anyone, Hiccup would never do that. But his demeanor and personality, honestly Astrid wasn't sure if Hiccup could mentally take what she so desperately wanted.

She decided to stop her worrying. After her date with hiccup tonight, she would tell him. And if he stayed then great, but if he didn't then… then she would just need to get it somewhere else.

He walked her to her house as he usually did after one of their dates. leaning in, he gave her a tender kiss on her lips.

"Good night Astrid. I'll see you tomorrow okay?" he was just turning to leave when Astrids hand shot out and grasped his wrist.

"WAIT" she scream-shouted. "I… I want to ask you something" Hiccup gave her his full attention seeing as how she seemed so serious all of a sudden.

"I… Hiccup, I like you, but I— I want something more…" Hiccup swallowed. More? More what? She didn't mean marriage did she?

"Hiccup I want you… to tie me up"

"…What? But why would I tie you up?"

"Because it, it turns me on. I want you to tie me up and then— and then talk dirty to me and spank me and, and degrade me…" Astrids normally pale skin what now beet red. Her eyes were staring straight down to the floor. She wished that a hole would open up and she would fall into it. That way she could escape from this embarrassment.

Hiccups mouth was gaping open. He was stunned. She wanted him to hit her and degrade her? How could he— but she was perfect. how could he so much as think about laying a finger on her perfectly soft beautiful skin.

"Astrid, I, I don't… know. I don't know if I can do that…" he watched as disappointment and shame crossed her face. He made her make that face. He knew that he would never hurt her, but he also knew that in this moment he was currently hurting her more than he ever had before.

"Astrid" he gently coaxed her chin up with his hand so that she was forced to look at him.

"I can try… I guess. If this is something you really want… then I can try…" He gave her a gentle smile. The kissed once more before parting ways.