Summary: Alyx tries to take control of Astrid. James thwarts him, and goes home with Astrid to destress after this event.
Featuring: Unwilling Hypnosis Attempt, Willing Hypnosis Between A Loving Couple, Foot Fetish, Footjob, Fanfic, HTTYD
Content Advisory: At the start, a villain attempts to take control of the main female character's mind.
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Astrid and James were out hunting. Little did they know that an old enemy would try to make his return. . .

Astrid sheathed her axe, readying a bow and arrow as she tracked a large deer. Then. . .

/Come under my control. . ./

The woman felt that terrible, familiar tug against the back of her mind. She recognized the voice immediately:

It was Alyx!

How had he bypassed James’s protection on her? Before she could find an answer, she felt another hypnotizing pull. Her eyes began to glaze over. . .

When Astrid didn’t take the shot, James looked over at her, confused—then, realization filled his face as he saw his girlfriend’s eyes. He ran up to her, determined to thwart Alyx’s attempt to take her.

“Alyx doesn’t control you anymore,” he told Astrid, taking an item from his pocket. “You have to resist! I’ll help you!”

Astrid fought inside of herself, trying to retain command of her body. Then, she saw James swinging his pocket watch back and forth, and that motion brought her back to reality, forcing Alyx’s grip of off her psyche.

James continued to swing the watch, not stopping until he saw his girlfriend’s eyes return to normal—it was over. “Are you alright?” he asked her.

Astrid took a shaky breath. “I am now, but that was scary,” she replied. “I thought he was going to take control of me again. . .”

“Alyx can’t hurt you,” her boyfriend reassured her, wrapping her in a comforting hug. They held each other, and when he let go, he asked, “What now?”

Astrid thought for a minute, then suggested, “After that, I would love to be controlled in a /loving/ way instead. . . How about we go back home?”

James smiled. “That sounds like a lovely idea.”

They returned to their dwelling. After storing the meat, the lovers made their way to the bedroom—and once they’d set the scene, James took charge.

He took out the pocket watch and swung it, saying, “You are under my command now, my love.” Then, he snapped his fingers.

Instantly, Astrid’s eyes glazed over, and her body slackened slightly as she fell under the hypnosis. James smiled and asked, “Who am I?”

“My master,” Astrid replied, voice monotone.

“Good girl.” He took off his pants and underwear, then ordered, "Give your master a footjob."

His girlfriend obeyed, walking forward without a thought, and brought her foot up. Wiggling her toes, she brought them down on his dick, stroking up and down.

James moaned as he was pleasured, feeling Astrid rub his member just the ways he liked it. It didn’t take long at all for him to get erect—this type of scene always brought him to the edge so quickly. . .!

He felt his hypnotized lover give his erect cock the perfect stroke, and that was just what he needed. James came, semen squirting out as he cried in heightened arousal, feeling beautiful bliss in that moment.

When he came back to reality, the man smiled, watching Astrid put her foot back on the ground. He snapped his fingers, and that got his girlfriend out of the trance. Her eyes became unglazed, and her body returned to normal.

Astrid smiled and sat down next to James, giving him a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you,” she told him. “That was absolutely perfect.”

James smiled. “I’m glad.”

The two enjoyed each others’ company for the rest of the night, happy Alyx had not won on this day.