Toothless X Hiccup Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Such a naughty little mice! He chuckled, and did as she said. Turning to the mirror with a gentle chorus of cheese. " Cheee..... " He trailed off, but didn't finish. The last of the cheese hung in his mouth. Even the smile plastered on his face stiffened. He saw his hideous smile in the mirror, and was shocked. His teeth! Where was his teeth? Up and down had an empty gum. His teeth had disappeared. Royalty was frozen. He couldn't even move.

I tried to get up but it felt impossible and I just could not move or even open my eyes, all I could do was go with the dream which meant I was just screaming loudly. He placed his lips on mine and harshly began to bite and suck my lower lip. As his lips covered mine I could not scream because of the pain but my efforts to do that were depriving me of oxygen, I struggled hard to get out of his grip but it was too strong. He then trust his tongue down my throat which made breathing impossible for me.

i bite my lip . Someone nearby shouted which breaks our moment . harry takes his thumb from my face and licks the icecream off his finger. "so what do you want to do now?" i ask hating how my voice came breathy and vulnerable.

“I want to be in that bed, with your tongue on my lower lips, but I am starving. I haven’t had a cooked meal or anything cooked for a whole month.” “aaw, did I turn you to a cavewoman?” he asks, his lips forming a smile I cant resits but trace my fingers on. “yes, you definitely did. I have hair all over my body!” he laughs and I start to get away from him but he holds me still. “I haven’t been complaining about the hair situation,” he starts to say but I raise my eyebrows. “oh yeah? Then explain to me that situation that happened last week!” “it was just caught between my two front teeth, its normal plus it acted like a floss or something,” he starts to laugh and I punch him on his stomach,

He had never done that. Maybe there was a time he cared, but never like that. I dragged my tongue through my teeth as I gave a knowing nod. "Does it hurt? I just hope a tooth or two didn’t fall out," I said, arching forward as if I was going to check what was happening over where they were. Everyone’s attention fell back on me. "We wouldn’t want dear Felix to be kissing a toothless woman, right?" I pursed my lips, arms folding tight across my chest as I shifted in my seat.

he murmured against my ear. “Morning breath, dude. Morning breath,” I laughed, trying to sound playful even though I meant every word. His lips brushed my neck, leaving a trail of kisses that made me tilt my head without thinking, giving him more access. A quiet sound escaped me before I could stop it. “I really do not care about your morning breath,” he said, his teeth grazing my ear in a way that sent a shiver racing down my spine. “Well, I do,” I shot back, glancing over my shoulder at him. “Now let me go. I am starving, and if I do not eat soon, I will turn into a very cranky woman. You do not want to deal with that, trust me.”

‘I like,’ I swallow my shyness, ‘I like the taste of you…I like…the feel of you in my mouth, on my tongue. Thade groans again, closing his eyes for a moment before bowing his head, pressing his brow to mine. ‘Then I’ll not deny you…but no teeth,’ I can hear the teasing in his words, but I make a mental note. I don’t think he would enjoy being bitten so intimately. I nod in agreement. No teeth.

Lucian stared up at the ceiling. Just what the hell happened last night? He was still confused. He had bitten Hazel, bitten her, and his teeth. He felt his teeth with his fingers, they were back to normal. Was it a dream maybe? He turned to Hazel. She was sleeping peacefully. His gaze traveled to her neck, he did indeed bite her. He could see the wound which strangely already healed and was now only a faint mark. What he found more strange was that he had wanted to bite her, it had felt so right to do it, as if it was normal to bite a human being. But again he was never normal.

This must be a dream, that the story will end when the heroes kiss. I can't see any other man in this dream except the crazy man in front of me. Maybe he can... I hope... I need to wake up! But the awakening I was waiting for didn't happen because his hands on my cheeks are what I feel the most. The movement of his lips was too possessive, and I couldn't help but follow his rhythm. I even allowed his tongue to play with mine. Grandma... I will churn pure cow's milk when I wake up here.

His teeth elongate slightly, leans towards the delicate part of my neck and sinks his teeth in slowly. Excruciating pain shoots through my neck. A silent plea escapes my lips. He pulls his teeth out, then gently laps at the open wound. The pain eased slightly, to the feel of a slight burn. After a while of his soothing actions, my eyes droop uncontrollably. My eyes flutter shut, everything faded instantly. ***