Just a reminder, if you're a Trump supporter, this is not written for you. You support a monster who has the blood of Americans on his hands, who is more concerned about his "briefing" ratings(!) than he is about saving lives. Fuck off.

"Day seventeen, and we have not yet succumbed to the urge to cook and eat our roommates…" Cami intoned as she rummaged for cereal in the cabinet.

Ruffnut snorted. "Eat out, maybe."

Cami snickered as her hand closed on the box of super-sugary chocolate cereal. "I didn't hear you complaining last night."

"Nope. Although I'd be surprised if you heard me over them," Ruffnut said with a smirk, which Cami matched as she hopped off of the step-stool and pushed it aside with her foot.

"They have been rather active, haven't they?" she said, getting a bowl.

"What else do they have to do, other than each other?" Ruffnut pointed out, using her knife to swirl the Nutella on her toast into an artful hill twice as thick as the toast itself at the hazelnutty apex.

Cami scoffed at the comment; their uni had moved to distance learning, and Hiccup's work had declared him non-essential, while Astrid's gym was shut down entirely. Meanwhile, Cami's IT work could be done remotely, and Ruff only had schoolwork to handle. So now the four housemates were being responsible and staying home. And as a result, Hiccup and Astrid were going at it often enough that Cami had started keeping score. One point for a breathy moan, two points for one of them calling the other's name, on up to ten points for the bed squeaking to the point that Cami and Ruff wondered if it was going to break.

It hadn't yet, but the pair had broken a hundred points yesterday.

She sat and poured her cereal into the bowl, and watched her girlfriend as Ruffnut tried to eat her overly-Nutella'd toast without wasting any of the spread.

Spooning up some of her sugary chocolate balls, she deadpanned, "I know that bread is just a delivery mechanism for spreads, but you might have overdone it."

She'd timed it perfectly, as Ruff had just bit down, and was now trying to chew, respond, and keep from getting the Nutella on her braids, and succeeding at none of the above. She shot Cami a glare, which Cami returned with a sunny smile.

A gulp of tea cleared Ruff's mouth. "Fuck you."

"I do!" Cami responded with glee.

Ruff paused and then rolled her eyes. "Not what I meant."

Cami kept smirking. "What, want someone else?"

Ruffnut scoffed. "After hearing Astrid moan and scream, maybe I'm curious, and I might ask Hiccup for a change!"

Cami, knowing her girlfriend wasn't actually serious, touched her hand to her chest as she gave Ruff the most over-the-top, theatrically outraged expression she could manage—just as Astrid came in, walking a bit delicately.

"Careful, Cami, or your face might get stuck that way," she deadpanned.

Ruffnut snickered and held out a hand for a high-five, which Astrid delivered. "So, what was that about asking Hiccup?" she asked, heading over to the coffee machine.

Cami, seeing the opportunity as Ruff suddenly had an 'oh shit' expression, replied, in an overwrought, despondent tone, "Ruff is going to leave me for the two of you."

Astrid poured the coffee into the mug and added a hefty dose of creamer and sugar. "Oh really? First I'm hearing of this," she deadpanned.

I'll be left all alone as I hear you all try to break the bed down the hall…" Cami continued, still with her overwrought voice.

Astrid smirked over the rim of her mug. "Oh, please. That bed's been through worse than three people."

Cami looked at her. "You're bluffing," she said in her normal tone of voice.

Astrid took a swallow of her coffee and then her smirk returned as she set the cup down. No, it was the Return Of The Smirk 2: Even Smirkier. "Nope. And besides, Ruff would only count for half an Eret."

Ruffnut made an hugely indignant noise. "Wait, you… you…"

"Yep, we did. Heather too," Astrid said smugly as she started prepping a second mug. "Hiccup upgraded the bed special. Steel reinforcements, ladies!"

"No wonder Hiccup's been working overtime keeping you satisfied," Cami commented, still processing what Astrid had just confessed to… no, bragged about. They were already good friends, hence the whole rooming together thing, and Astrid didn't really hide how she was feeling, but this quarantine was making them all into sharers.

"And visa versa," Astrid said, and, second mug filled, she sashayed out with a smile and a waggle of her eyebrows at the pair.

A few minutes later, sounds came from the pair's bedroom, and Cami shared a look with Ruffnut.

It was going to be a looooong quarantine.

.oOo.

Astrid slid into the bedroom she shared with Hiccup, coffee cups in hand. "Hey, babe."

"Morning," he intoned from where he was seated at the small table in the corner, typing away at what looked like some Official Paperwork.

Smiling, she handed him his mug and he absently took a swallow.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Astrid watched him work, smiling as she drank her own hot brew, and reflecting on the moment. If someone had told her a few years ago that she'd be sitting and smiling while watching someone do paperwork, she would have called them insane. But that was love for you. Finishing her coffee, she kept watching him, lopsided smile on her face, which grew more feral after a moment.

Standing, she slipped off her robe and hung it on the door hook and then went over to the toy drawer in the dresser.

A few moments later, Hiccup sighed. "That's done with, thank goodness." He stood, stretched and turned—and his eyes went wide for a moment before his mouth shifted to a grin. "Again?"

Astrid looked up at him where she was lying in lingerie that left nothing to the imagination, a selection of her favorite toys laid out next to her. "What can I say, except get over here!"

"Yes, Ma'am," Hiccup said, chuckling, and pulling off his own robe. "But I think milady forgot something."

"Oh? What?" she challenged, eying his half-mast erection.

He went over to the drawer and pulled out a set of cuffs. "These."

Mouth dry with lust, she nodded, and, quick as a trice, Hiccup had her bent over the side of the bed, her arms outstretched, and was buckling the cuffs into place against the hardpoints on the bed that he'd installed for such play.

"You're so fucking gorgeous, milady…" he said as he worked, and then she felt a renewed wave of arousal as he took a second set of cuffs and put them around her ankles, anchoring her to the bed such that she couldn't close her legs.

"I'm amazed that you can still say that, after two weeks cooped up with me," she breathed, and then gasped as her favorite heavy-duty vibrator buzzed to life and was wedged in right next to her clit, the short-trimmed curls of blond hair not offering the least bit of padding against the onslaught of sensation.

"Two weeks, two months, two years… I love you. Time doesn't make a difference," he said, and the sound of pure affection in his voice was so deep that she felt herself melt a bit inside.

He started fingering her, using both hands, one hand's finger sliding into her opening without resistance, armed with a fingertip vibrator, and the other lubed up and probing her ass.

"Mmmh... yessss..." she moaned as he worked her over, followed by laughing at his next comment. "However, novelty is quickly running out. We're going to need more toys at this rate to keep you happy." She felt his fingers twitch inside of her, nudging at her g-spot with the vibrator, sending waves of pleasure through her. "And I so very much want to keep you happy."

Astrid moaned again; between the vibrations from the toys and his long fingers playing around inside her, while his thumb diddled her clit, she could feel that she was already building toward what would hopefully be the first of many orgasms of the day. "I am happy. Gods, I am so glad I walked in on you that day…"

He responded with a cheerful "Heh," and then, pulling his fingers from her ass, he gave her a jolt with the vibrator's intensity.

She bucked, but couldn't move away, and started to shake and shudder.

"You know..." she managed to get out, "I know we trade off... but you make for a great Dom..."

"And you're fucking gorgeous when you sub or when you Dom, milady," he said earnestly, still fingering her. "Gods know I feel like you top me regardless, with those thighs of steel."

"Oh, like you... oh!, like you don't enjoy wa-watching me su-suffer when you've got me hogtied and edging, you fucking bastard!" she managed to get out between waves of pleasure-filled spasms, her tone completely at odds with her words, as she was loving every moment of her current situation. Hiccup was a master at bondage, with his clever mind and cleverer hands, and they'd spent many a satisfying evening with her tied up and him playing her like an instrument.

He pulled his fingers out of her, and she keened.

"Oh, you want this?" he asked smugly.

"Hiccup..."

"You know, you're right. I do love watching you sit there for hours on the edge... pleading..." He bent over her, and she could feel his cock, hard, against her ass. "Do you want that? Just spend the day with that vib against your clit, unable to move?"

She groaned at the intense image. "Uhhh..."

"Or do you want me to fuck you until you can't think straight?"

"Yessss..." she moaned.

Hearing her beg was apparently enough, as he jolted the vibrator to max at the same moment as he reached down and pushed two fingers into her while his thumb found her clit. Together, the three digits squeezed like a vice, hitting the bundle of sensitive nerves between her g-spot and clit like a bolt of lightning, and the orgasm hit like a wave. When she surfaced, having been calling his name, he slipped his fingers out of her.

"What next?" she asked breathily.

"Well, I figure I should give you a good morning workout," he said cheerfully, and she felt him nudge against her entrance… no. Something else there.

"Really?" she asked, twisting to try to see.

Hiccup stood, presenting the double-pen rig for her, with one of the bigger dildos they had in the lower position, and one of their diminishing supply of condoms on his cock.

Wordlessly, she nodded, hungry for it; she loved getting double-penetrated, and while their usual playmates were unavailable, the strap-on combined with Hiccup's cock made for an acceptable substitute.

Bracing himself, he slid in with one solid thrust, and she moaned lustily at the sudden feeling of fullness from cock and silicon, combined with the continuing vibrations from the toy. She loved it, loved how he took care of her, and as he started to build up a rhythm, she was calling his name, not caring if their roommates heard. Hel, let them hear! After what they'd been joking on earlier, maybe they'd want to join in!

Again and again he pounded into her, making the bed squeak from the motions, one hand squeezing her ass, the other bracing on her shoulder, giving him the leverage to jackhammer her just how she liked it. No matter how many times they did this sort of thing, stuffing her full of toys and cock to the point of overstimulation, it always made her feel feral, needing him more and more, losing her inhibitions, but she'd surrendered control to him when she'd agreed to be tied up, and that just made the pleasure hit an even sharper edge of intensity, knowing that one word from her would bring it all to an end—but it would take wild horses to drag that safeword from her in this moment as Hiccup started to spank her ass with each thrust, making her cry out and scream his name as she came again and again in a long burst of orgasms.

He pulled free of her, and, twisting her head to look behind, still he was hard. Her fault, she supposed; he was getting hellacious stamina training from the last few weeks…

"Let me take care of that," she said, licking her lips.

He grinned and unbuckled the strapon before unrolling the soiled condom from his cock. "You sure?"

"Yes!"

Still grinning, he tossed the toys into one pile and the condom into the trash, and, cranking the vibrator up to near-max, he hopped up on the bed, his cock waving right in front of her.

Barely able to move, she inched forward as best she could, extending her tongue to try to lick the tip, the musky scent driving her wilder.

He let her lick it like a lollipop for a moment before he slid his hands into her hair and shifted himself forward.

Eager for what came next, Astrid knew to brace herself as he started to thrust hard into her mouth, face-fucking her, the tip of his cock hitting the back of her throat—but he hadn't been the only one getting used to such things, and she could deep-throat him easily. But he didn't let her suck too deeply, as he thrust in and out of her mouth with gusto.

And she loved it, even as her mouth flooded with saliva, dripping down out of her chin, despite being dry only a few minutes earlier. But messy oral was good oral, and the vibrator drove her over the edge again—and as she came, he shoved her head down firmly, the moans around his cock being the final push over the edge for him, and he filled her mouth.

Well, mostly filled; she'd been draining him dry every day, multiple times a day, for weeks now. So there wasn't as much as there would have once been.

Pulling free again, he kissed her. Then, as she slumped, satiated, he started to remove the cuffs, rubbing her wrists, ankles and ass with lotion as he whispered sweet nothings to her about how much he loved her… and she returned the favor.

Toys put away and aftercare engaged, they slipped in under the covers with satiated sighs.

"Is milady happy?" he asked solicitously, his voice full of good humor.

"Oh yes," she said, stroking his side fondly. "Thinking on what you said about novelty, though." He frowned and she kissed it away. "No, no, don't blame yourself. You are awesome."

"Well, I wouldn't try getting more toys right now," he said.

"Not when we're budgeting for blackmarket toilet paper, no," she said with a smile.

"So, what, a playdate? Not exactly a good idea when we're social distancing," he said.

She shrugged. "Well, I might have mentioned previous playdates to our little local audience…"

"Wait, you told them?" he asked her, sounding a bit aghast.

She molded herself up against his side. "What, are you ashamed of it?"

"No… but we still have to live with them! Can you imagine the teasing?"

Astrid shrugged. "Oh, like we don't know all about their sex lives? It's okay, babe."

"Will I be able to look Cami in the eye again, though?" he asked jokingly.

Astrid humorously hmm'ed and then said, "I doubt it. She'll be staring at your crotch, I expect. Of course, that might just be from her height."

He snorted at the comment. Cami was the 'shrub' in the household full of 'beanpoles', and repeatedly commented that the next person who made a joke about her height would find out if she had thorns. Meanwhile, Astrid had to regularly resist the urge to bend down and humorously squat in order to talk to her.

"Besides, babe…" she slid against him sensuously, "aren't you curious?"

Hiccup rolled over and looked her in the eye. "Don't tell me you're serious?"

"I'd be up for it if you are," Astrid said honestly, and nuzzled against his arm; she enjoyed physical affection in the afterglow, and while Hiccup was thin and wiry, that just meant she could wrap herself around him more efficiently. "It's not like we haven't had guests before."

"But they aren't guests," he said. "They're our housemates. We have to live with them."

"So? We started as housemates turned fuckbuddies turned partners," she pointed out. "What's the worst that could happen?"

He gave her a deadpan look. "Astrid. It's Cami and Ruffnut. You know, chaos incarnate? You should know better than to ask that about those two!"

"Point, but, no, seriously," she said, snuggling into his arm… pulling it around herself with an expert application of leverage. Settling into the little spoon, she continued, "What's the worst that happens? Either they say no and it becomes a household joke like so much else around here, because they don't take anything seriously, or they say yes and we have fun." Hiccup was silent for a long moment. "Unless you're actually not interested in them?" she added… knowing that wasn't true. She'd seen him check them out before, and she didn't mind. They'd had lots of other playmates over the course of their relationship. In fact, their current quarantine was extending out one of the longest dry periods they'd had.

He sighed. "No, no, you're right, they wouldn't take it seriously if they weren't interested. But are they interested in me? I mean, them being interested in you, that's a given—"

She snorted. "Babe, they were joking about you, this morning, not me."

"Details," he said with a dismissive wave. "And if we do it, then what? Is it a one-off? Quarantine friends with benefits?"

She snickered. "Or just... y'know, maybe two couples that also do friends with bennies?" She shrugged. "But you're getting ahead of yourself, babe. We haven't even asked them if they'd be interested, but I think that they are" She twisted against him. "But are you even interested? Because if you aren't, then I'm not going to push."

"And what if it becomes a thing? Like we did?" he asked, a touch of nerves edging into his voice.

"Cart. Horse," she said, poking him in the side where he was ticklish; she understood his issues and his anxieties. The handsome and hot six foot-plus introverted boyfriend she had fallen in love with also contained a younger, shorter runt who had avoided commitment with sass and sarcasm. He'd kept anyone and everyone at arms' length in order to keep from being hurt… until they'd fallen for each other, hard. "But if it does…" she shrugged. "This bed fits four, we know that."

She could feel the thought going through his mind even as she cuddled with him. He still didn't believe his luck at having gotten with her, and on some level, she knew that the reason he kept the open relationship they had was because he expected her to find someone better, and wanted to give her the option, because he loved her and wanted her to be happy. The fact that her loveable dork was already prime meat on the dating market never seemed to penetrate his thick, stubborn skull… despite the fact that half of the reason Cami and Ruff were rooming with them in the first place was because of Hiccup's cooking.

And while she enjoyed their playdates with Eret and Heather, or with Mala and Dagur, she loved him.

But… to be fair regarding their housemates, she was curious herself. Quite curious. Hiccup kept her satiated, for sure… but some novelty would help with the boredom of the quarantine.

Finally he sighed. "Dah dah dah, we're doomed."

"Meaning?"

"Yes, I'm interested in at least asking." He twisted her around a bit. "But if this blows up in our faces, I'm blaming you."

She smirked. "Okay." She reached down, finding him stirring again. "But I think the only thing that's going to blow up in anyone's face is this." She grasped and squeezed gently, feeling him shudder.

.oOo.

Ruffnut chewed on her lip as she mashed the buttons on her game controller. "Ha! Take that!"

Cami yowled in dismay. "No fair!"

"All's fair in love and war!" Ruff crowed as her cart took the lead.

"Fucking blue shells!"

"Oh, like you don't use them yourself! And SCORE!" Ruff crowed as she crossed the finish line.

The euphoria from beating her girlfriend, however, faded quickly, and she stood up and started to pace.

"Ready to start climbing the walls, eh, Ruff?"

"Like a damn monkey!" she replied with a scowl. "Bored!"

"Well, we have more games…" Cami said, and then sighed. "But, yeah, I know what you mean. I want to go for a run or something."

Ruff snorted. "And I know what that 'or something' is."

Cami scoffed. "Oh?"

"Yeah. You're thinking about Astrid's joke." Ruffnut shrugged. "Fuck, I'd say go for it if they offered." She stretched energetically, feeling like she was ready to start doing jumping jacks or something just to burn off energy. "What do you think?"

"I think I'm getting just bored enough and just curious enough that I'm tempted to 'accidentally' walk in on them," Cami admitted, slumping back against the couch. "Don't get me wrong, I love being with you, but—"

"You're curious. No, I get that. And, fuck, we'd both get to cross 'foursome' off of our bucket lists," Ruff said, now stretching her arms out and swinging them by twisting at the waist.

Cami snorted. "True that." She looked up at the sound of steps on the staircase. "Speak of the devil."

As the other pair entered the living room from the stairs, Ruff sized them up; she hadn't heard anything from them in hours, but the day was hardly over. Still, they both looked unreasonably rested and relaxed.

"So, any requests for food?" Hiccup asked nonchalantly… a bit too nonchalantly, Ruff felt. It came across a bit forced.

Cami snorted. "Sausage?" she said insinuatingly.

Hiccup seemed to pause as Astrid suddenly looked like she was holding back a laugh. "What?" he asked, sounding a bit strangled.

Cami smirked and shared a look with Ruff, who nodded. Fuck it, go for it, she mouthed. Worst they could say was 'no'.

Unfurling herself from the couch, Cami stood and walked in front of them, hands on her hips. "Astrid said this morning that your bed had been through worse than three people. And I'm just bored enough and curious enough and willing enough to say that what happens in quarantine stays in quarantine to say that I'm game if you two are." She tossed her head back in Ruff's direction. "And so is Ruff."

Hiccup was flushing red enough that Ruff had a moment of wondering if they'd gone too far, but then Astrid crowed, "Told you!" She grinned and took Hiccup by the arm. "You two won't be disappointed, I promise."

He swallowed and his color normalized a bit. "So… so what do you two want?"

"Quarantine friends with benefits?" Ruff suggested, no stranger to open relationships and relieved... and more than a little excited. "If anyone wants to walk away, just say so. Until then, open field."

"Sounds good to me…" Astrid said, smirking.

"We only have so many condoms…" Hiccup started to say, only to pause as Ruffnut interrupted.

"Oh, we've got plenty, too."

"But if you're worried about that, Ruff and I both came back clean from our last health checks, and we're both on the pill," Cami added, sounding anticipatory. "Are you and Astrid clean?"

Astrid nodded. "Yep. And we get checked regularly."

"And as for the virus..." Ruff shrugged. "We're already sharing germs all around in here. Sinks, food, shared air... all that good stuff."

Hiccup looked baffled and a bit stunned, and then said quietly, "You… you want this? This walking fishbone?"

Ruff grinned. "After hearing you bone Astrid around the clock for the last two weeks, fuck yes."

Hiccup blinked.

"Do you not want us?" Cami asked him, sounding worried. "I've seen you check us out…"

"I just… I never thought… I mean, yeah, you're both pretty, but I mean… you want… want this?" he trailed off, sounding confused.

"Yes, we do! So do you want this?" Cami asked. "Because I want to try this!"

Hiccup looked her and Ruffnut over, and Ruff felt his eyes like a weight. She returned the favor, and was pleased to see that his jeans were tenting.

Slowly, he nodded. "Oh yes…" He swallowed, and then said more firmly, "Yes."

That settled, Ruff grinned. "And I want Astrid too!" She looked at Astrid and Cami. "The one question I have is who pairs with who first?"

Astrid draped herself over Hiccup, who was still looking baffled, but was starting to smile gamely. "I vote for giving Hiccup triple blonds first!" she said gleefully.

Cami, her voice thick with lust, said, "Sounds good to me!" She reached out and started to kiss Ruff, pulling at her clothes. "I say we give a good show after all we've been hearing lately!"

Ruff sank into the kiss, used to the height difference. Her shirt was made short work of by Cami, and she returned the favor, and then got Cami's belt loosened. As their pants hit the floor, with Cami's teeth scraping against her neck and started to suck on the skin, she heard a noise from the other pair and turned to look.

Ruff felt a rush of arousal as she saw Hiccup and Astrid; the other woman had pushed her boyfriend over to the couch and had pushed his pants down around his legs. His cock was standing up freely as she jacked him off, and Ruffnut felt a burst of lusty anticipation; while she was no size queen, she enjoyed big toys, and Hiccup was bigger than the guys she'd been with in the past.

Her assessment was cut off as Cami's mouth closed on one of her nipples, drawing her attention back, and she moaned as her girlfriend's teeth nipped at her.

.oOo.

Hiccup couldn't quite believe that this was happening, but at this point he was just going with it. He had two attractive blonds making out in front of him, one tall and slender, with neatly braided hair, and the other short and curvy, with messy curly hair, while his blond girlfriend was giving him an enthusiastic handjob and watching the show. She started touching herself as Cami tossed Ruff's bra off to the side.

He knew that Astrid was bisexual, and that she actually preferred women over men; when he gave thought to that fact, it was enough to give him a little ego boost, knowing that she'd still picked him. So the fact that both Cami and Ruff had expressed interest in her and not just in him was completely fine with him.

As Ruff stripped Cami of her panties, Hiccup, getting into the spirit of the moment, started to help Astrid loosen her clothes. She bucked to help get them off, and a brief bit later, the pair of them were just as bare as Cami and Ruff.

"Who do you want first, babe?" Astrid whispered in his ear. "What do you want first?"

"I… I… uhhh…" Hiccup couldn't get the words out of his mouth as he watched Cami's fingers disappear into Ruff, just below a surprisely neatly trimmed set of blond curls, and Ruff's head dipped back in ecstasy. "Go join them."

Astrid grinned and let go of his cock, giving him one last lingering kiss before getting up off of the couch. His hand took over as she sauntered over to the pair, took Ruffnut's head firmly by the hair with one hand, and kissed her, even as her other hand reached out to Cami and started playing with the shorter woman's full breasts.

That didn't last, though, as Cami and Ruff promptly ganged up on Astrid, and Hiccup could only watch as the pair of them started to work her over, Cami fingering both Astrid and Ruff while Ruff made out with Astrid and they were playing with each others' pert breasts.

Ruff came first, in a racking, spasming moan, followed shortly by Astrid, who gave a breathy gasp, bucking on Cami's fingers.

Hiccup could only watch, entranced, slowly fisting his cock, as Ruff disengaged from Astrid and turned her attentions to Cami; they quickly had the shorter woman sprawled over one of the armchairs, Ruff taking charge of Cami's breasts and mouth, kissing and playing with Cami's nipples, as Astrid went down on her, licking and sucking and fingering the shaved area. And Cami wasn't just sitting there passively; she had one hand buried in Astrid's hair, guiding her head, and the other hand snaking down to play with Ruffnut's clit.

The tangle of limbs and moans was such that he felt like he was going to burst just from watching.

Then Cami spasmed in a long orgasm, gasping and shaking, and they didn't let up until she slumped, panting, on the chair… which a small, hysterical part of Hiccup's mind noted that they'd have to wash the cushion covers now.

Cami broke the kiss with Ruff and gasped out, "Stop, stop…" Both of the other women halted immediately. Cami pulled herself up to a sitting position and looked to Hiccup… and then both Astrid and Ruff did as well. "I think we're forgetting someone," she said, and Hiccup felt a thrill race through him like lightning at the hungry looks on their faces.

"Oh, we haven't forgotten him…" Ruff said, and gave Astrid a questioning look and tilt of her head.

Astrid smirked and nodded as she rose. "Oh, yes."

A moment later, all three of them were standing over him, and Hiccup could barely think, hand still pumping himself almost on automatic.

Astrid reached down and caught his hand, stilling it, before she knelt the rest of the way and hauled him up off of the couch. "You two joining me?" she asked before taking the head in her mouth.

"Thought you'd never ask…" Ruff breathed, and came down as well.

It took a moment's arranging, but quickly the three of them ganged up on him, Cami playing with and kissing his balls, Ruff tonguing his shaft, and Astrid licking around the glans like it was a small ice-cream cone, their hands playing with his thighs, ass and stomach.

Then they traded places, and Hiccup sucked in a breath as Cami started to deepthroat him. Her technique was amazing, threatening to drive him insane, a torrent of lips and tongue and teeth and the touch of the back of her throat on the head of his cock all adding up to a crazed blitz of stimulation.

Ruff was sitting back on her ankles, looking a bit left out, while Astrid laid kisses around his ass and thighs. Not even pausing to think, Hiccup reached down, hauled Ruff to her feet, and kissed her passionately. He nibbled on her lip, putting one arm around her back as his other reached down and started playing with her clit. She moaned, and then gave a lusty gasp as he slid a finger into her, finding her soaking wet.

He started to finger her enthusiastically, first with one digit and then a second, and she molded herself against him, even as his hips bucked from Cami and Astrid's attentions. Ruff was breathing raggedly, even as she kissed him back, her lips and tongue moving frantically against him as he fingered her, more and more of her weight ending up braced against him.

Then, with a pop of released suction, Cami released him. But he didn't have a chance to recover, as she and Astrid started kissing around his cock, their lips moving up and down the length of it.

By their second pass, he realized that he was on the verge of coming.

Reluctantly, he pulled away from Ruff and gasped out raggedly, "Stop…"

They stilled, and he inhaled deeply, trying to keep that moment of culmination from reaching its spike. "So… who goes first on me?"

Cami, her voice also ragged, said, "Ruff does. I got your cock in my mouth first, after all." Astrid nodded in agreement.

He nodded as Ruff brightened. "Okay. But I want to taste you, Cami. So you can sit on my face, and then you two can both play with Astrid, okay?"

"Oh, that sounds fucking amazing," Cami enthused.

A moment's shuffling had Hiccup laid out on the couch, and that same absurdist part of his brain noted that they'd have to wash the couch cushion covers as well. But that part quieted as Ruff climbed over and onto him. Taking his cock in hand, she settled down on him.

They both sighed as she surrounded him, her depths feeling hot and liquid, and then started to ride him slowly; usually, he didn't go bare with anyone other than Astrid, but there was already shortages of condoms being reported, so they were going to just have to make do and save the condoms for anal. And he was so looking forward to that!

.oOo.

As Cami straddled Hiccup's face, Ruffnut decided that she was in heaven, or at least Valhalla. Watching her girlfriend get eaten out by Hiccup as she rode his cock was among the hottest things ever. Cami was bucking and swearing and moaning as Hiccup's tongue plumbed into her, all the while his cock—the biggest non-dildo she'd ever had inside her—was stretching her out and making her so fucking full.

Then Astrid climbed aboard, straddling his chest, bracing herself on her legs, and started to make out with Cami, and Ruff had to ratchet her definitions for 'fucking hottest thing ever!' to a new height.

And they hadn't even started breaking out the toys yet!

As the other two women started to kiss and fondle each other, Ruff reached over to play with Astrid's breasts—and then gasped as she felt one of Hiccup's hands start thumbing her clit just as his hips started to pound into her at speed.

"Oh fucking gods," she squealed, his thighs slapping into hers and his cock hitting that spot inside of her again and again and again.

Cami, fuck her, managed to breath out, "That's three points!" and Ruff stuck her tongue out at her, only to go crosseyed as Hiccup's talented fingers tweaked her clit. Already primed from his kissing and the earlier makeouts and finger-fucking, she fell to pieces, shuddering through what was either two or three small orgasms or one extended one as he kept pounding into her, using the couch springs for additional thrust.

As he kept that up, Ruff steadied herself against Astrid, who was swaying under the dual assaults of her and Cami's touches, but Cami came next with a scream, and Hiccup's hips stilled. Ruff could commiserate; chunky and curvy Cami might be, there was muscle under those curves. She had thighs practically capable of cracking melons, especially when she came.

Hiccup pulled out of her, and Ruff felt a moment's ache, but smirked when she realized that this was not going to be the last time, not by far!

The three of them clambered off of Hiccup, Cami looking a little shaky.

"You okay?" he asked her.

"I… just… wow, you got a good tongue!" she said. "I was trying not to break your neck!"

"Appreciated. So… what next?" he asked, his tone almost cheeky.

Ruff eyed his erection; the bastard was still hard, despite all of the girls having come at least twice! Gods, this was going to be fun!

Cami was also eying it, and licking her lips.

.oOo.

Cami couldn't believe her luck. A joke this morning had turned into a fucking foursome, with one of the best guys she'd ever had the chance to bone! Seriously, if Hiccup was half as talented with his cock as he was with his tongue, she was in for a treat—and his tongue-work was up there with Ruffnut's. And she could clean out a yogurt container without a spoon!

And on that thought…

Grinning, she said, "Next? You bend me over the back of the couch while Astrid and Ruff sixty-nine on it, and screw my brains out!"

Hiccup grinned back at her, and a moment later, she found herself bent over the back of the couch, looking down at her and Hiccup's girlfriends as they started licking each other out. His hands were on her hips and she felt him at her entrance a moment later.

"Give it to me hard! I can take it!" she said impatiently, wiggling her hips.

He chuckled and thrust into her with a single sharp jolt, and she gave a happy mewl as he filled her. He wasn't the biggest she'd ever had, but as he started to hit her with a solid rhythm, he was definitely one of the most skilled!

And in front of her was an erotic display. Ruff and Astrid writhed and twisted, both of them lapping and licking at each other; Ruff was on top at the moment, Astrid's hands clawing at her back, legs and ass.

Bracing herself, she pushed back against Hiccup's thrusts. "Harder! Fuck me harder!"

He chuckled again and suddenly his tempo increased, his hips slapping into her ass—and then he started to spank her! And the waves of heat that suddenly emanated from her ass seemed to go straight to her groin and heart.

"Gods, you're fucking tight," he grunted, and she squeezed him with her inner muscles.

"You like it, Hic?" she asked cheekily.

He suddenly hit her with a snap of his hips. "Fuck yes!"

"Then keep fucking me! I want to pop that boner! I want you to fill me and I want Astrid to lick it out of me!"

Astrid stopped licking Ruff for a moment to say, "Sounds awesome to me!"

"Does it? How about this?" Cami said between gasps as Hiccup kept pounding into her, each swing of his hips interspersed with slapping sounds as he spanked her ass. "Later, Ruff and I get out the strap-ons, and we dee-pee you while you suck Hiccup off!"

"Sounds like a good start to me!" Hiccup said as Astrid mmh-hmm'ed in agreement. "Astrid loves getting stuffed full!"

"Fuck!" Cami blurted as he bent down over her, and spread his hands over her body; one thumb and forefinger found her clit and another found a nipple, and he pinched just hard enough to give her a spike of pleasure-pain so intense that she came under him, shaking and shuddering.

"Oh, we're just getting started," he said almost conversationally into her ear as she came down from her orgasm; the hesitant young man from earlier was gone, replaced with this sex god who was ripping pleasure from her body with every motion. "We've got a strap-on, too."

"Oh?" she managed to get out between his thrusts.

"Yeah. Astrid pegs me and I use it to double-pen her. So how about she does that to me while I fuck you, and we eat out Ruff together?" The image was too fucking hot for Cami to handle, and if she hadn't just come, she would have again! And still he kept whispering fucking hot filth into her ear as he palmed and twisted her breasts. "Or would you like to be stuffed airtight?"

Cami had never gotten that sort of treat before, and the image of it was such that she bucked, only to find that Hiccup had maneuvered her up against the edge of the couch cushions, and the motion made her rub her clit against the piping of the cloth. With a cry, she came again, and when she came back down from it, he was still fucking her hard.

"What does it take to get you to come!?" she demanded breathlessly.

"I've already come three times in the last day," he pointed out. "But I'm getting close. You're so fucking tight! Changed your mind on where?"

"Yeah! Stop and come on my tits!"

He gave one last snap of his hips and pulled out of her almost gently, especially compared with his frenetic motion just moments earlier.

She turned and took him in her mouth without preamble, tasting herself and a bit of Ruffnut on him. A warning grunt came from him, and she took him out just as the first wad burst from his cock and landed on her breasts.

Grinning, she jacked him off, milking him for every last bit, and then, when he was dry, she circled around the couch. Ruff and Astrid were detangling themselves from each other, and she grinned at them. "Help clean me up?"

Beaming, they hauled her onto the couch and set to work, licking up Hiccup's cum from her skin and sharing it in a kiss between them, before fingering each other to a final orgasm each.

Finally satiated, Cami reached up and pulled Hiccup into the pile of ladies.

.oOo.

Slumped on the couch with their quarantine friends with benefits, Astrid relished the now-taboo skin-on-skin contact as the four of them sat, tangled, still tasting Ruffnut's juices, Hiccup's cum and Cami's sweat.

"So now what?" she asked.

"I was promised triple pen," Cami said cheerfully. "And I want it."

"You'll get it," Hiccup said.

Astrid grunted in agreement before adding, "So, are there any kinks that you two have that we should be aware of?"

Ruff snorted. "I'm on the pill, but I love impreg talk, so I'm going to be telling Hiccup to knock me up."

Astrid pictured that for a moment and gave a lusty sigh.

"And I like kinky stuff," Cami said.

"That we can provide," Hiccup said, and Cami gave a happy sound, slumping against him. "We both switch."

"That's good. And that was good," she said. "And I'm looking forward to round two later."

Astrid chuckled. "Hold your horses, Cami. We've got a lot of quarantine to get through."

"Fuuuuck…" she responded. "Oh, this'll be great."

They started talking about their fantasies, and combos they wanted to try, and Astrid felt herself stir again.

It looked like 'novelty' wasn't going to be an issue for a while. And she was looking forward to every minute of it.

AN:I have no excuse for writing this, other than the fact that I'm clearly just as stressed as everyone else and sublimating it by writing porn.