Hiccup x oc oneshots (BOOK TWO) - 209- flight (2024)

Lol, smut warning.

Hiccup and south are 19

Souths p.o.v

"Ugh, I hate aisle seat" I grunt, leaning on the armrest. The flight has already taken off and it's 16 hours. North rolls her eyes
"Suck it. This is a weird plane. You get window on the way back" it is true. This plane has rows of two seats instead of three. After half an hour, I need the bathroom. I walk to the back of the plane but both the ones there are occupied, so I walk to the front. After doing my business, I walk back down and almost fall. There's a boy my age sat in one of the aisle seats. He's hot shaggy auburn hair, alluring green eyes and a breathtaking smile. I manage to keep walking. He doesn't notice my hawking as he is half turned, taking to a large man sat next to him who I assume is his father. I sit back in my seat
"Holy sh*t. There's a boy a few rows up; and he is a Greek god! Dear lord" I almost melt. She snickers
"Well, why don't you shoot your shot?"
"A guy like that? He's eaither gay or taken. Or gay and taken. No guy that hot is single"
"You never know" I sigh and nod, writing out a small note.
'Afternoon. My sister is pressuring me to do this. I'm a few rows back, and I happen to think you're seriously cute' I slip it into my pocket. I wait enough time that it wouldn't be weird for me to go to the bathroom again and walk up, hovering in one of the bathrooms. I place the note on his little table thing as I pass.

Hiccup's p.o.v

The girl who just went to the bathroom places a note on my table and keeps walking. I turn to look at her as she slips back into her seat, disappearing from my sight.
"What's that?" My dad asks
"I dunno" I say, picking it up. It's a note.
'Afternoon. My sister is pressuring me to do this. I'm a few rows back, and I happen to think you're seriously cute' my eyes widen, and I look back again. She's leaning on her armrest, and we make eye contact. She instantly blushes and ducks her head. I grin. My dad snatched the note out of my hand and laughs after reading it
"You've got an admirer! What're you gonna do?"
"I saw her. She's pretty cute." I shrug, turning the note over and writing my phone number on it before walking past her, slipping the note onto her table before walking back.

Souths p.o.v

I gape at north as the hot guy walks back.
"That was him?"
"Yes! Oh lord" I wipe my hand down my face
"He's... Alright"
"What do you mean?" I say, mock offended. She just shrugs at me. I pick up the note he left. My heart falls when I see it's the note I left him, but when I turn it over, there's some writing and a number scribbled out.
'I think you're cute too. 12345678901'
"Holy crap! It actually worked!" I laugh. North chuckles
"Told you" she smirks. I roll my eyes and type in the number.
'Plane boy?' I send it. He sees it instantly and begins to type
'That's What I've been reduced to?'
'Tell me your name, and I'll consider changing it'
'My makes hiccup. Hiccup haddock'
'Would you be incredibly insulted if I said I didn't know which was worse?' He's not much further ahead in the plane, so I can hear him laughing to himself. He's about 6 rows ahead of me.
'Nope. My middle name is worse.'
'What is it?'
'It's absolutely horrendous'
'But what is it?'
'It's horrendous'
'THIS ISNT ANSWERING MY QUESTION' I can hear him laughing again.
'It is though! My middle name is horrendous. My full name is hiccup horrendous haddock the third'
'God almighty' he pokes his head over the seats and grins at me. I bury my head in my hands, trying not to burst out laughing.
'Honestly the worst thing about it is that there are two hiccup horrendous haddocks before you.'
'My great grandfather and great grandfather. I'm a direct descendant of Vikings, and was raised on those traditions and beliefs. sh*tty names seem to be part of the deal'
'I wouldn't take it' I chuckle to myself.
'I still don't know your name'
'South cecilia trader.'
'Very interesting. I recognise that last name. My father knew a guy called johann trader, until he got arrested for almost murdering both me and him lol' I freeze
"Oh sh*t" I whisper. North looks at me.
"North... do you remember when dad got arrested for trying to kill two people?"
"...yeah, why?"
"...I'm talking to one of them. His father must be the other.
"Oh my god. Does he know?"
"I have to tell him." She nods
'You okay?' He messages.
'No, I'm just trying to figure out how to tell you something'
'Is it about what I said?'
'Yeah. Johann is my father.' He then goes quiet. I peer through the seats and see him talking in a hushed tone to his dad, before disappearing out of my view
'As long as you're not like him, then I don't see why we can't continue this conversation'
'I'm so sorry. I'm nothing like him, I promise.'
'In that case, m'lady, what's your favourite colour?' I'm relieved to know he isn't holding it against me.

Hiccup's p.o.v (from when she sent the message saying johann was her father)

"Dad..." I gape, looking at the message I just got. He turns to me
"What's up?"
"The girl I'm talking to... she's johanns daughter"
"Johann? As in..."
"Yeah, That one. What do I do?"
"Well, I doubt she's anything like him." I nod.
"Yeah, you're right" I message her back. We talk for some time, at least two hours, and I find myself feeling intrigued by her. She's a perfect mix of raunchy and sardonic, sweet and salty.
'So I guess you're not down for a quick romp in the bathroom? Shame' I can almost hear the fun behind her message.
'Now, now, let's not get ahead of ourselves' I smirk.
'I'm putting it out there that if you want to, I am actually game'
'Same. Front bathroom on the right. Five minutes' I feel my jeans tighten in anticipation as I pull my backpack from under my chair. My dads asleep, so I swiftly pull out two condoms from my 'emergency supplies' bag, as well as two flannels for cleanup and to help prevent us from being noisy. I make my way into the bathroom. After a few minutes; there's a quiet knock on the door. I pull her in and lock her, pinning her against it and instantly pressing my lips onto hers. She retaliates in kind, gripping the collar of my shirt. I thank the heavens she's wearing a button up shirt as I undo the small buttons, soon dropping the shirt from her shoulders, revealing a black bra.
"Let's keep this quick. North'll notice I'm gone" she pants in a whisper. I nod and take off my own shirt and jeans as she peals her sweatpants off.
"You gotta condom?" I nod and pluck it off the sink. She steps out of her panties and unclouded her bra, and I shuck my boxers. I lay my shirt over the toilet and sit down, swiftly rolling the condom over my length. She straddles me, and just before she takes me, I quickly reach over and grab the flannels
"Bite this. Stop you from moaning too loud" she arched an eyebrow
"You're sure you can make me moan loud enough to need it?"
"Is that a challenge?" She smirks but takes the flannel. I bite down on one too, and then guide myself into her. The wet, silken vice around me makes my body quake. I lean back against the wall, south straddling me with her legs dangling either side. I close my eyes and try to ignore the fact that we're in a dirty aeroplane bathroom. I try not to puns our hips together too hard for fear of it being heard. I buxk yo into her, feeling my whole body tingle. Her breath suddenly catches and she buries her head in my shoulder, the slightly scratchy flannel pressing into my skin. I must've caught her spot. I try to a every thrust after that for that spot, soon bringing her off. I speed up, soon coming to my own end. I help her off me, swiftly wrapping the condom in toilet paper and binning it, grabbing my shirt. I got all her come on my stomach, so I wipe it off with the flannel, slipping my clothes back on.
"That was amazing" South smiles. I grin back.
"Completely." I give her one last kiss.
"I'll head back to my seat first. Follow 3 minutes after" she nods. I take the other condom and dirty flannels back to my seat. My dad is awake now.
"Where were you?"
"Toilet"
"For fifteen minutes?" South then walks past.
"That's the lass you were talking to... don't tell me you screwed her in the bathroom" I gasp
"Dad!" I hiss. He laughs.
"Good job, son." I roll my eyes, putting the flannels in my dirty washing bag and the other condom back with the others, leaning back in my seat and enjoying the lax feeling. My phone buzzes, so I look
'Honestly I never thought I'd get f*cked in an aeroplane bathroom but yanno'
'Never thought I'd f*ck someone in an aeroplane bathroom.' I chuckle and slip my phone away. She is quite something.

Okuuuurrrrrr