Wipe it off of me-Jughead Jones
Pairing: Jughead x reader
Description: Archie and Veronica start talking about some of their sexual experiences, which sparks the readers interest, and it doesn’t go unnoticed by her boyfriend.
Basically Jughead is a little shit (prompt #7 requested)
Warnings: Sin, but not full sin, like, half sin. 50% sin. and I’m going to hell
It was obvious that Archie and Veronica weren’t virgins. It was totally ok, and nobody in our group of friends minded, at least half the school was having sex, which I guess was normal in this day and age, but it was still almost like, an elephant in the room, like, a baby elephant, but an elephant nonetheless. The conversation I had been dreading was eventually going to come up, and it did. I was hoping that maybe it wouldn’t be brought up so soon after the whole Archie and Miss Grundy incident, but of course, Kevin had to open his big, fat mouth.
“So, I just need to know, what was it like having sex with a teacher Arch?” Kevin leaned forward in his chair, looking at Archie expectantly. Archie tensed up and his hand stopped strumming his guitar that sat in his lap.
“Kev! Oh my god” Betty smacked his arm, giving him a cross glare
“I mean, if we can’t talk about it, then we shouldn’t be doing it, right?” Kevin pointed out, looking around at us. I shifted uncomfortably on the couch I was sat on by my boyfriend, Jughead. We had been dating for 8 months now and hadn’t really discussed anything like this.
“I mean, Kevin has a point.” Veronica agreed, crossing her arms nonchalantly.” If you’re going to have sex you should be able to talk about it. It’s important to discuss it, make sure you’re doing it safely, especially at our age. The last thing we need is one of us getting pregnant.”
“Yeah, yeah, anyways what positions did she make you do?” Kevin turned his attention back to the boy and Betty yelped again.
“Uh, well, a lot of it was just missionary. She rode me a few times, we did maybe a couple different ones…” Archie trailed off.
“Did you guys fuck in her car?” I saw Jughead roll his eyes out of the corner of my eye as he typed away on his laptop.
“Uh, yeah, a couple times…” Archie’s face went red.
“Well, I for one have tried many different things, many different kinks, many different genders.” Veronica smirked at her last few words and Betty’s jaw practically fell to the floor.
“Oh, do tell” Kevin wore a shit eating grin on his face as he turned his attention to Ronnie.
“Dude, don’t you like dick? Archie asked him, an eyebrow raised
“Oh, Archiekins, just because I swing left doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy the sexual stories provide by the right swingers.” Archie still looked confused and Kevin sighed in an irritated manner.
“Just because I’m gay doesn’t mean straight sex repulses me.” Kevin huffed, explaining to Archie. “You may be pretty but you sure aren’t bright.”
Ronnie began to fill us in on her sexual experiences, and Jughead ignored the conversation, typing away on his laptop instead. I, however, gave my full attention to the stories Ronnie told, my heart racing as I began to think about a few of the scenarios with somebody else in mind.
After school, I went straight home, taking the stairs two at a time and opening my laptop. I began to look up some of the stuff Ronnie told the group about. I was impressed, disgusted, and horrified all at once.
“Hey, I know you said you were busy, but I brought Pop’s.” I slammed my laptop shut as quick as I could, turning in my chair to see Jughead with a take-out bag.
“Woah, what’s up?” Jughead set the food down on my nightstand, looking at me as I tried to look casual. My cheeks were as red as Archie’s hair, and I knew at any second I was going to get busted.
“Y/n, what’s on the computer?” Jughead raised an eyebrow. He leaned down so he was eye level with me, both hands resting on either side of my wheely chair.
“N-nothing.” I stammered, his face dangerously close to mine.
“Really? Because I saw how interested you looked while Veronica shared her “stories”, earlier. Care to explain?” Jughead leaned in closer, turning his head a bit as if he was getting ready to kiss me. Before I could process what was happening, Jughead pushed my chair all the way in to the corner of my room and had my laptop open, typing in my password.
“Asshole!” I screamed, jumping up from the chair and shoving him down on to my bed. It was too late though, he had already seen my computer screen.
“Wow, y/n, this is a whole new side of you.” Jughead teased, a smirk on his lips as his hands rested on my hips. I whacked his chest with the palm of my hand before getting up and closing the tabs on my computer
“Honestly, if you wanted sex this bad you could have just told me.” Jughead sat up on my bed, a shit eating grin resting upon his lips.
“Lose that grin, Wednesday Addams.” I leaned against my desk, my arms crossed.
“Why don’t you come over here and wipe it off of me?” Jughead leaned back, an eyebrow raised in expectation. I blushed, my mouth opening but no words coming out.
“Really, y/n? You’re going to make me do all the work/” Jughead stood from my bed, walking over to me and pressing his body to mine. He leaned down, pressing his lips to mine. He wrapped his arms around my thighs, lifting me so they were now wrapped securely around his waist and stumbling backwards to the bed. My hands went to his air, knocking off his beanie and running my fingers through his black locks. His tongue slipped past my lips, his arms pulling me closer to his body.
Jughead’s lips left mine after a few moments of kissing, trailing down my cheek and jaw to my neck. He bit down gently on the spot below my ear, puckering his lips and sucking until a satisfying dark shade of purple was left. I let out a heavy breath, my hips bucking down against his involuntarily.
“We probably shouldn’t be doing this; my mom could be home at any moment.” I panted.
“You’re probably right.” Jughead breathed, pressing a kiss to my jaw. “Rain check?”
“Definitely.” I leaned down, kissing him again. Jughead leaned back on my bed, pulling me down with him.
“Y/n?” Jughead looked up at me, his fingers running through my hair. “You can talk to me about these kinds of things, you know. I don’t want you to feel like you have to hide them from me.” Jughead pressed a kiss to my cheek. After a few more minutes of cuddling, I got up, grabbing my laptop from my desk. I opened Netflix and put something on to watch as we cuddled in my bed, eating takeaway from Pop’s.
And I totally used that raincheck the next weekend.