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.

anonymous asked:

neil and andrew are clingy af like thats just canon unless andrew is having a Bad Day and doesn't want to be touched at all by anyone he and neil are always in contact. always. hand holding or andrews hand presed firmly to neils back or laying next to each and clinging lightly to each other's shirt, neil pressing his face into andrews neck every night when they go to sleep like. these boys need to touch each other they need to remind themselves that this is Real and he's Right Here

neil loves andrews hands okay he loves to hold them as they walk thru campus he loves to absently play with his fingers when theyre in the roof he loves the feeling of andrews fingers in his hair pulling gentle and grounding and he loves pressing lil kisses to each of andrews knuckles gentle in a way andrew is entirely unfamiliar with and he loves the possessive hold of andrews hand in his back pocket some nights at edens and he security and stability he finds under andrews unrelenting fingers on the back of his neck or tapping out his heart beat

and while andrew may not understand his bfs infatuation with a pair of hands he sees only as weapons he needs that touch and security just as much as neil does he needs to know he doesnt always have to hold neil hard that his love can be soft too like when neil brushes his lips against his bruised broken knuckles in what can only be described as worship
and maybe if later on down the line he takes neils hand and traces the fading scars with his lips or he presses a ghost of a kiss the the scars marring neils cheek or threads his fingers through neils hair not the ground him not for sex but just for the feeling of neils soft curls just for the smell of his shitty dollar store chocolate shampoo just bc he lives this boy and wants him close for the sake of closeness
well then nobody needs to know do they

Truth or Dare || Jughead Jones

Prompt: #97 Take off you’re shirt

Requested By: Anon

Warnings: Underage alcohol usage, a little fluff, mild profanity

A/N: Sorry if it’s not what you wanted! 

You, Betty, Kevin, Archie and Jughead were all over at Veronica’s house sitting cross legged on the floor playing truth or dare. Veronica is a little tipsy because Kevin dared her to take a shot of tequila, Kevin also dared Archie to take a shot as well. This game has been going on for about an hour now and the dares only getting more and more adventurous.

“Hmm, I dare you to, put a bra on under your shirt,” Betty dares Kevin.

“I would rather die!” Kevin yells flabbergasted at the idea.

“Chicken!” you yell. Jughead rolls his eyes.

“Fine, I’ll do it!” Kevin yells.

After about 20 minutes of waiting Kevin returns to the living room wearing one of Veronica’s bras. We all break out laughing at the sight of Kevin, wearing a bra. Kevin rolls his eyes, crosses his arms over his chest and huffs out a frustrated breath.

“Y/N it’s your turn. Truth or dare?” Kevin asks.

“Hmm, can I pass I didn’t even want to play this in the first place,” You groan.

“Nope sorry. So truth or dare!” Betty chimes in.

“Fine I’ll play your stupid game.”

“Woah lose the attitude it’s just a game Y/N,” Jughead sighs.

“Whatever, I pick truth.”

“Okay, you’re going to regret this but, do you have a crush on anyone?” Kevin asks.

“Yes,” you mutter.

“Oooh who!” Veronica prods.

“The question was if I have a crush on anyone so that is my answer, Kevin never asked who,” you sneer.

Everyone but Jughead groans because of the suspense. Jughead looks around the room and anywhere but you. Betty and Veronica whisper and giggle to each other. Archie raises his eyebrows in Jugheads direction something must be going on over there. Kevin starts throwing out names of people you might have a crush on. Of course he doesn’t get it right, you have a crush on Jughead.

“Oh is it Reggie?” Kevin asks.

“First off, eww! Second off he’s a douchebag!” you spit.

“Okay then I’m stumped,” Archie whines.

You just roll your eyes and sit through Veronica and Betty rattle off names off celebrities. Archie and Kevin try to get the girls to shut up so they can continue the game.

“Okay Y/N, pick your next victim,” Veronica claps.

“Fine, Jughead. Truth or dare?”you inquire.

“Dare,” he mutters.

“Okay. Take off you’re shirt.” you snicker.

A rosy color floods his cheeks and his eyes widen at you. Everyone starts whispering and wondering if you have a crush on Jughead which is correct. Archie raises an eyebrow at you and this time you blush. Heat floods your face and you look away.

“I think Y/N likes Jughead,” Archie blurts in a singsong voice.

“Okay, kids party is over go home.” You hear the familiar voice of Hermione Lodge, Veronica’s mom.

People start whining and complaining about having to leave. You couldn’t be any happier to leave. Veronica’s mom came in at the perfect time sparing you from the embarrassment that was going to ensue. You quickly grab your things and walk quickly out of the door. Halfway to your car someone grabs your arm and spins you around.

“I never thought you would like me,” Jughead says.

Heat floods your face once again making you look like a tomato. “Look I don’t want to talk about this right now,” you mumble.

“Fine if you don’t want to talk about I guess you’ll never know that I like you too.”

“Did I just hear what I think you said because if I did-” Jughead cuts you off with a light kiss on your lips.

“So I’ll see you tomorrow!” he yells. Leaving you standing at your car smiling like an idiot.