Victory Match

Hiccup grinned wider as Jack began to grunt and struggle half-heartedly. He knew exactly what Jack enjoyed by now, and he knew how to make it happen. Keeping the temperature high, but not too high as to kill Jack, he dropped Jack for a moment, moving to roll him over onto his stomach. He leaned down and pressed his lips along Jack's naked back, before he moved to get on top of him, straddling his pale form.

And once he straddled him, he leaned forward, hitching Jack's arms onto his knees and tugged him up into a camel clutch. Except it wasn't an ordinary camel clutch. He knew Jack was pretty nimble and flexible, so he tugged him back far enough for him to be able to lean forward and kiss him deeply on the lips, hanging upside down.

When Hiccup dropped the spirit, Jack's body flopped on the bed with a thump, to weak to even sit up. Hic had found his weakness, so Jack asserting any sort of dominance wa sa pipe dream by now. The kisses along his skin sent shivers down his spine, but it wasnt until the camel clutch when things got cranked to 11. So this was one of those domination nights? Gotcha Hic!

"Mmmmmmm" Jack moaned into the viking's mouth, while his entire body was bent backward by the hold.

Hiccup was worried about his upcoming match. So what did he do? He went for an extreme domination night. He chuckled briefly as Jack moaned into his mouth, keeping the kiss going as he bent Jack like the letter C, before he finally released both the lip lock and camel clutch in order to let Jack fall back on the bed with a soft thud. From there, he shifted up, moving to try and get on his knees next to Jack, pulling the Frost Spirit up for a moment so he would be able to tug him in tight for a nelson hold, grapevining the man's legs so he could rub himself up and grind against his pert rear.

The pain only lasted for a short while before the viking released the spirit to fall to the sheets. His skinny form bounced slightly on th ebed, moaning in a mix o fpain and pleasure. Slight pain would find him once more when he felt a hand grab a fistful of white hair, yanking him up to his knees. Once the nelson and grapevine were set in, all Jack could do was moan and grind against his lover, unable to fight back.