Her head was screaming at her that this was a bad idea, that it would only end in tragedy, and yet she couldn’t seem to help herself. There was something about Hiccup that just drew her in, like the siren call of an alpha. There was a very good chance she’d end up nursing more than a broken heart but she didn’t care anymore.
Her head tilted closer, the tip of her nose almost touching his. “Your pants stay on.” Was her response. She doubted he’d consider getting anywhere near that level of distraction but at least now he knew exactly where the line sat.
Hiccup’s breath hitched instantly. Was she being serious? Was Hofferson actually interested in him? Sure, Astrid had accepted his request for the date… but he figured she did so out of fascination, if anything. Hiccup had always compared Astrid to a flower. (A morning glory, he realized.) Only when the conditions were perfect would she show her true self. This, obviously, confused the boy. She could be cold one minute, and hot the next. He just didn’t know how to handle it.
All of his resolve to outlast her dissipated instantly. He was young, not yet immune to love and it’s ways. Hiccup could feel himself gravitating to the girl before him, eyes closing on the way. After what felt like years; he captured her lips with his own.
Astrid smiled slightly as his lips touched hers. This was the first time they’d shared a kiss without alterior motives. He was just as warm and caring she she’d thought he would be and pulling away felt far too soon but the ride was about to stop.
"You didn’t just take a photo of that did you?" Astrid teased considering the last time he’d kissed her was for the sake of a photo. Grinning she slipped off the ride, waiting for him to catch up.