First part here (nsfw).
Warning: nsfw talk but nothing super bad.
I apologize for any mistakes made!
Hiccup sighed loudly when there was another crash that came from his bedroom. Well, his old bedroom. He had managed to sneak his way into Emma’s room and share it with her. After his time with the twins, Hiccup couldn’t stand to hear them fight. All they did was argue over who would get to fuck him first.
Now he curled up in his sleeping bag and threw his pillow over his face. Emma sat up from her own bed and glared at her pink door. “How come they keep fighting all the time? It’s too early,” she whined. Hiccup couldn’t even begin to explain why they were really fighting to her. She laid back down and buried herself in her blankets.
“I’m telling you, it’s me!” Jack’s voice rang through the hallway.
It sounded like someone got shoved into the wall. “As if! It’s clearly me!” There was loud banging on the door and Emma let out a shout. “Hiccup! Hiccup get up!”
“You guys are dumb!” Emma struggled out of her bed and opened the door with a frown. “You’re both too loud and annoying!”
Jackson barely registered his sister. “That’s great, Squirt, but we need to talk to Hiccup in private.” He shoved her out the door and the twins closed it before she could argue. “Now that we’re alone,” he purred to the motionless lump on the floor.
Hiccup tried to push himself deeper into his little cocoon, but someone grabbed his arms and pulled him out. Jack was smiling down at him. “Look how cute he is when he has bed-head.” Hiccup glared and did his best to scowl. “So adorable and cranky.”
“Can’t you two just leave me alone?” He stood and stretched out his limbs.
“Not when we need to figure out who’s the better twin.” Jackson waved a hand through the air. “I mean, I know I am, but Jack needs to be told he’s second best.”
Hiccup rolled his eyes. “I don’t want to do this anymore. What does it matter? I mean, you’re twins! You two are practically the same half the time.” The twins pretended to be appalled by his statement. “Is this still about,” he lowered his voice and glanced at the door, “fucking me?”
Jack puffed out his chest. “I’m obviously going to treat you better than Jackson will.”
“You wish,” Jackson countered.
Hiccup groaned and rubbed his hands down his face. He went to the pile of clothes he had made and grabbed whatever seemed clean. “You know what? I’m going to take a shower. I can’t handle this anymore.” He pinched the bridge of his nose. “It’s not like you two can fuck my ass at the same time,” he muttered.
Jack and Jackson shared a look as their step-brother left the room. Jack scratched at his jaw. “At the same time?” He hummed.
Jackson grinned at his twin. “Think we can do it?”
The white haired teen shared the same grin. “Hell yeah.” They fist bumped each other and laughed. “Now we just need to get Hic on board.”
Jackson shrugged. “We can be very persuasive.”
Jack smirked and they headed out of the room. “This is gonna be good.”