“Best feeling ever!” “Really? Try tickling your pickle for the first time”
New kid on the block Ben listening to New Kids on the Block (And making references to their songs and hanging up a poster that he tries to hide)
Bill trying to come up with a lie to Eddie’s mom about where they’re going and he goes “I got a new uhhhhh” and then Richie jumps in “A new croquet set!"
Eddie going to kiss his mom goodbye and Richie going "Do you want one from me too Mrs. K?” as Eddie pushes him out the door
Pennywise calling Ben “Egg boy”
When they found Betty Ripson’s shoe in the sewers and Richie goes “How do you think Betty feels? Running around these tunnels with only one freaking shoe” while hopping up and down with one foot in the air
“It’s in my second fanny pack” “Why do you have two fanny packs?!"
When Eddie is dressing Ben’s cuts from Henry and Richie goes "You have to suck the wound before you apply the bandage, this is 101!” and Eddie just flat out replies “You don’t know what you’re talking about”
“The list is longer than my wang!” “That’s not saying much” Stan freaking roasting Richie
The beautiful aesthetic shot of Bev jumping off the cliff with this soft pretty music playing in the background as Richie screams “WHAT THE FUCK”
Ben asking if they want to see more of his research about the missing kids and the history of Derry and Eddie violently shaking his head
“Derry started as a beaver trapping camp” “Still is AM I RIGHT BOYS?” Richie going for a high five and getting REJECTED
When Richie is put on lookout outside Bev’s apartment and asks “What if her dad comes back?” and Stan is just DONE and goes “Do what you always do: Start talking!"
"Trash the trashmouth!"
"The sink went all Eddie’s mom’s vagina”
When they’re all talking about their experiences with IT and Richie goes “Wait can only virgins see this stuff? Is that why I’m not seeing this shit?"
When the losers saw Mike’s bike and all ran to help immediately and Stan took the extra three seconds to kick his bike stand down
Richie yelling "ROCK WAR” and immediately getting hit in the face
Richie trying to steal and play the horn from the marching band guy in the background during a serious scene
“I saw a leper…… It was like a walking infection”
When Stan brings up the woman that IT transformed into for him and Richie just goes “Is she hot?”
When Bill asked who wants to stay out of Neibolt House to keep watch and everyone raised their hands (“Fuck” -Richie)
“Can’t believe I pulled the short straw. You guys are lucky we’re not measuring dicks"
Pennywise saying "Beep beep Richie” immediately before attacking him
3 doors labeled “Very scary” “Scary” and “Not scary at all” with Bill and Richie looking directly at each other before running to “Not scary at all”
After Eddie broke his arm and Richie went “I’m gonna snap it back into place!” and Eddie just yelled “Do not fucking touch me!”
“Who invited Molly Ringwald?”
When Richie yelled that Ben was leaking Hamburger Helper
“See that guy I’m hitting? I’m pretending it’s you” Richie while playing the arcade game when Bill came to talk to him after their fight
When Eddie went to confront his mom about his meds being placebos “THEY’RE GAZEBOS! THEY’RE BULLSHIT!”
Richie trying to break the bottle against the railing so he has a weapon but then the entire thing just shattered
Pennywise’s weirdass dance
“And now I’m gonna have to kill this fucking clown!” END MY LIFE BEST MOMENT OF THE MOVIE
“WELCOME TO THE LOSERS CLUB, ASSHOLE!” RICHIE RIGHT BEFORE HITTING PENNYWISE WITH THE BASEBALL BAT
“I know what I’m doing for my summer experience essay” Richie right after the final confrontation with IT
Does anyone remember Artemis Fowl’s report card from Saint Bartleby’s School for Young Gentleman? That one day he answered all of his professor’s questions correctly and the next day he answered all of them wrongly, telling the professor that it was the chaos theory and Artemis was only preparing him for the real world lmao
ive seen this “what if there was a be more chill reprise where michael sings for jeremy?” thing
and decided to just write the entire song
cause why the hell not
now, i know some parts might be a bit off with the melody, but i tried my best so bear with me!
also, im on mobile, so formatting sucks.
Be More Chill pt. 2
Michael, what are you doing?
Helping my friend.
Ooh, everything about you is so wonderful!
Everything about me is so terrible…
No! Everything about you is so full of life!
Everything about me makes me wanna die…
No! Jeremy, can’t you see? Buddy, just listen to me.. Listen to me!
Everything about you is just so freaking wonderful!
I love everything about you!
Everything about you is just so alive!
I could never live without you.. You’re not so left out or unsure, you’re not that lonely anymore!
Everything about you is so cool
Repeat after me. Please.
[Jeremy nods. Michael starts singing.]
Everything about you is so wonderful!
Everything about me is so.. wonderful?
Exactly! Everything about you is so full of life!
Everything about me is so.. full of life!
summary : extended dating peter would include… ft. a bunch of random thoughts i had about peter being a cute soft boyfriend !!!
reads your favorite books and memorizes lines from them that he can sneak into conversations to make you smile :)
it’s v hard for him to not look at you when he’s with you he just always wants to be looking at your face
“it’s, like, really hard to stop staring at you”
“you’re so pretty i can’t stop looking wow”
lights up !!!! when you walk into a room even if he’s just seen you two minutes ago and you were only in the bathroom for like a second
kisses you all of your face whenever he can just infinite amounts of kisses pressed across your cheeks and your nose and your eyelids
he doesn’t really do nicknames like he’s not a darling sort of person
if he’s gonna call you anything it’ll probably be babe/baby/pretty girl or something of that sort
(i started the pretty girl trend on the low don’t @ me)
sometimes you call him bro and he gets so offended
“listen,,, peter,,, bro,,,,”
“y/NNNN i’m not bro!!!!!!”
“you’re the worst”
his face resembles that of a disgruntled pouty kitten whenever you call him bro
in school he taps his cheek lightly while facing away from you until you give him a kiss there and does that periodically throughout the day until MJ throws a pencil at him
“peter enough she’s kissed you like fifty times in the past twenty minutes haven’t you had enough”
“it’s never enough”
hands down gives the best hugs ever!!!! sweetest, softest, warmest hugs that you never wanna leave and they leave you a blushy mess for hours
nerd who tells you that you’re prettier than any star in the sky
will fight for your honor even if it means getting punched in the nose by one of flash’s bigger friends because flash won’t take on peter himself
“fuck peter why would you even call flash a giant dick??? like i know he is one but why would you ever you know his friend is like some sort of mutant tree”
“he said your butt was nice i can’t just let that sort of comment slide babe it’s unacceptable”
always knows he can rant to you about science bc you actually listen!!! and you care!! and you ask questions and you make him SO HAPPy!!
asks for permission to do everything
“hey would it be cool if i held your hand right now”
“yes of course”
you send him selfies and his replies vary but they’re usually along the lines of
“oh my gosh you’re so cute i’m coming over”
“i love you you angel let me kiss you tomorrow”
“wow i have a real liFE ethereal as the love of my life i love the world”
sends a goodnight/goodmorning text every day with each heart emoji he can find
his entire recently used section is just different colored hearts and rainbows and sparkles because he uses emojis obnoxiously
he’s convinced that the worst thing in the world is having to leave you after a long day of hanging out on a saturday or something
will 10/10 complain for hours to may about going home because he’s not with you anymore and he’s clingy
you’re his best friend and he’s not afraid to scream about it
“my best friend is dating me!!!!!!! i’m so lucky i love them so much”
“peter we know”
“well now you know just a little extra all right?”
wishes you were able to fall asleep in his arms more often but you’re still young and he’s like oh well we have forever to do that
you insult each other all the time basically but??? you both love it banter is everything
“penis parKER flash is clever tbh”
“you’re such a little shit i’m actually going to fight you”
“seriously i dare you put your fists up now”
if you post a selfie and he doesn’t like it right away you’ll text him seven times in a row hinting that he should go like and comment
texts at four am about random conspiracy theories or weird facts that only you two would find interesting
shoulders = pillows on the train/bus most of the time
he is such a slut for having his hair played with ngl
it makes him so happy n calm he could lie like that, with your fingers just raking through his hair, for hours on end
he’s never felt more at home than when you’re sitting with him at his kitchen table eating mushy mac and cheese that he tried to make himself because may wasn’t home to help him out as you playfully make fun of him for ruining pasta
listens to ed sheeran songs with you because he’s an ed lover honestly and every song makes him think of you
hand massages when you’re cramping up after long tests or in class essays that leave you super stressed n anxious (fuck u ruby thx for the idea that murdered me n my soft spirit)
knows how to settle you nerves better than anyone else and vice versa
puts his hands on your cheeks before he kisses you
you always joke about spidey in class and no one gets what you’re saying but he does and freaks out
“that’s a sticky situation”
“don’t worry i found that on the web”
“do you think spiders are men”
“oh my gOD”
he doesn’t care at all if you take one of his sweaters or all of his sweaters he just gives zero fucks you could take them all and he’d love you for it
“here take this one too”
“peter i have too many and it’s almost april”
“but you’d look so cute in this one” then he pouts and you’re a goner
peter writes you tiny notes in class that are his weird thoughts and ramblings and feelings but you save them all and put them in a memory box
there was one and it said here’s a concept : you have a bright future ahead of you, and i’m there. i like that concept.
you did, too
watches every cheesy romantic movie on netflix with you not just because you want to, but because he does too and he can’t help it that’s just how it is
matching ugly christmas sweaters at christmastime because peter parker is an annoying headass and refuseS to go anywhere without one during the holiday season and if he’s wearing one he’s making you match
super spidey strength allows him to give you piggy back rides all throughout manhattan when you guys head to the city
makes you kiss him in the rain even though there’s water up your nose and your hair is matted to your forehead
one text makes your heart go !!!!!!!!! because that’s your boy!!!!! and you love him so much because he’s a lovely beautiful person that deserves the world !!!!!
making out is rarely super fast n intense like it’s still intense but you go slowly and you can make out for hours without a c are in the world
makes sure his hair looks nice before he goes out on a date with you
tells you that he loves you and that he’s happy you’re a part of his life as often as he can manage
just wants to love you unconditionally forever
texts you at 11:11 every night and says something cheesy as fuck like “you’re my wish tonight babe” or “11:11 is always for you” and sometimes he’ll @ you on snap and you’re like wow we’re That couple
but honestly???? you don’t care that much he’s so cute
knows your order at every restaurant/fast food chain/coffee shop imaginable and if he happens to pass by a mcdonalds or dunkin donuts while he’s swinging around queens he tries to pick something up for you
you love his eyes you could probably get lost in them they’re gorgeous
“peter your eyes are so lovely i hate you”
“aw i love you more babe you say the sweetest things to me”
you think his smile is the prettiest thing ever
and when his face scrunches up when he’s super happY???? amazing you kiss him immediately everywhere and he gets so flustered and he giggles and tries to squirm away but not really
Warning: The following might contain dark content which can either make you uncomfortable or trigger you. Read at your own risk. And semi-long post, I suppose?
Yoosung’s source of inspiration to do anything productive in life always came from a person. Prior to her passing, Rika was this source. However, later, you replaced her. You showed him the kindness that he needed, you believed in him far more than he ever believed in himself, and you gave him the sincerest love that he could ever wanted.
He became addicted.
Your kindness, your smiles, your love; he wanted it all directed at him, and he did not want to share it with anyone. This obsession caused him to become a tyrant who was controlled by his jealousy. His detrimental actions began with small things. First, he expressed his distaste about how you treated everyone equally, and that as your love, he deserves to be your top priority. Then, when his desire for your time and attention began to increase, it escalated to the point where he cut off your contact from everyone else but himself; so that he was would be sole person in your life.
He would be the only person who deserved your love and time.
It was no new news to anyone that whatever Zen did, or pursued, he did it with passion, and he dedicated himself entirely to it. So, when he began his relationship with you, he was extremely dedicated and loyal to you. He wanted to spoil you and treat you like the princess he believed you to be.
And so, he became extremely overprotective.
You were not exactly super popular amongst men per se. However, you did receive your fair share of flirtatious remarks; and they would walk up to you in order to receive your phone number and such. The only issue was that this only happened when you were out with Zen. The actor did not take this nicely. If so many filthy beasts approached you when you were with him, then how bad was it when you were out in public a l o n e? This led him to become extremely protective of you, to the point where he would not allow you to be alone with another male, much less go out anywhere without him.
He was just protecting you from the filth out there. After all, he was the only beast whose wild side you would ever need to see.
Baehee Jaehee absolutely adored you and treasured her friendship with you. You gave her the courage to pursue her dreams and selflessly supported her without asking for anything in return. This made her feel somewhat insecure because in this relationship, for her, you were the only one who was giving and she was the one taking. She began to fear that if she did not reciprocate the giving part in your ‘friendship’ then you would leave her.
You were the only person that she had. She could not possibly let that happen.
And so, she began to go to extra miles to pay back your kindness. You have too much work? Don’t worry, she’ll do it for you. You do not feel like doing something that you need to? Don’t worry, she’ll take over and finish it for you. Her ‘helping’ got to the point where all together, she would do everything for you. As a result, you came to have all the time in the world, and she was always busy. Too busy to even share a small “hi, how are you” with you. This led you seek the company of other RFA’s members, which she did not like. She became possessive to the point where she began to emotionally blackmail you. She threatened to hurt herself if you ever left her behind for others.
“Is my best not enough for you? Would you like my life itself too?
Jumin loved you. He loved you so much, he was unable to express it with words. And so, he began to express it with actions. He wanted to do everything for you and in order to do everything for you, he needed to know everything about you. This led him to conduct his own entire research of you. He took notes about everything: from your lifestyle to all of your small and adoring perks. And it was unfortunate that there were things about your lifestyle that he did not like.
And so, he took control.
First, he persuaded you to move out from your place due to it’s ‘poor and unsatisfactory conditions’ and move in with him. Once that was accomplished and you were in a place where he could keep a track of you constantly, slowly but surely, he forced you to cut ties with people that he deemed to be unworthy for someone of your class. And that was like pretty much everyone you knew except for him. From that point on, his control increased to the point where what you wanted and what he wanted for you became two different things. And your control over your own needs and wants ceased and his order became obligatory.
He became the authority; your caretaker, your lover. You saved him from his loneliness but instead, you became the slave to his crazy love.
It was love at first sight. As soon as he had opened the materials in order to conduct a background search on you, he had noticed how his heart beat felt faster by just a second. Dare he say, he was almost smitten. Originally, Seven had no plans to do act on the feelings he had developed for you because he was ‘too dangerous.’ However, that changed, when your life was put in danger.
In that instance, he realized, that he was only one who could protect you.
And so, this led him to act on his feelings and confess to you. It was fortunate that you reciprocated his feelings and everything was well. That was until he began to become paranoid which led him to install tracking applications in your electronic devices. He was aware of your whereabouts and your every actions. You felt watched at every second of the day. His reasoning for this was that he needed to protect you. However, when all this watching became too overwhelming and you asked him to decrease it, he didn’t. As a result, you threatened to leave him if he did not abide by your wishes. This did nothing but add fuel to the fire because it resulted him in tying tracking wires around your wrists that could only be removed by him.
Since people wanted to see it, here’s the video! Thank you @booperplier for recording this moment for me :D
The video is cut off a small bit but after I hugged him, I said, “Thank you for everything, Mark.” and he said, “Thank you for creating things for me!” This was honestly one of the best days in my entire life and I will never forget it.
The thing I most experienced was that the white person had to be the lead, but they needed to say they were being diverse, so the best friend or the assistant was a person of color. It [would be] written nonspecifically, and then they would build the character around whoever they decided would get the part. To audition for the lead role in a movie? I’ve never experienced that. I would experience that maybe two times in my entire life, where there are white actresses I know who, even though they’re not famous, audition for those things all the time.
Warnings:THERES SO MUCH SIN THAT EVEN HOLY WATER CANT SAVE ME. AVERT YOUR EYES, SMALL CHILDREN.
The next day after what happened with Jughead, I immediately went to Veronica. She was my best friend, and I trusted her completely with my life, so I also trusted the fact that she would explain to me what the hell I should be doing when it comes to…..things like this.
“Veronica, I just, I’m not entirely sure how I feel about all this kinky stuff, but I know that if there’s somebody I’m comfortable enough with, it’s him, And Jughead, sometimes with the way he is, he, he…” I trailed off, crossing one leg over the other on Veronica’s mattress.
“Turns you on?” Veronica asked, a giggly tone in her voice as she spun around in her vanity chair to look at me.
“Yes.” I admitted, heat spreading across my cheeks quickly.
“Girl, I get what you mean, every time I see Betty in that cheer uniform-” Veronica dramatically draped herself over her chair, fanning herself with her hand. “ my gay ass heart just can’t handle it.” I rolled my eyes before standing up and swatting her in the arm.
“I’m serious, Ronnie! Jughead does.. Things to me! Things I’m not used to feeling! Things I seriously don’t like-” I cut myself off, groaning loudly in sexual frustration, and flopping back down on to Veronica’s bed face up. My arms sprawled out across the duvet and I sighed, turning my head to look at my friend now looking down at me.
“ He’s going to be the death of me, Ronnie. He really is.”
“Cheer up sunshine. Let me show you a few things first.”
I had left Ronnie’s house with a lot of ideas, and I planned to use them this weekend. The knowledge she had given gave me somewhat a surge of confidence, and I was positive that the rain check I had made with Jughead would be worth it.
It was the next weekend when I finally acted upon my ideas.
My mom was going away for the weekend, which meant I would have the house all to myself.The last bell had rang, signaling to the students that they had just been relinquished their freedom and were free to leave the torturous hell that was Riverdale High (ok, maybe it wasn’t that bad, but I’m a drama queen). I saw Jughead standing in front of his locker, rummaging through It while Archie leaned against the locker beside him, hands moving as he told Jughead something. I quickly moved from in between Betty and Veronica, quickly making my way to my boyfriend. I grabbed his shoulder as he stood facing away, pulling him down backwards so my lips brushed against his neck, and whispered.
“My house, tonight. I wanna make good use of that rain-check.”
I let go of Jughead, my hand pushing him slightly and his body sprang back in to his previous position, his mouth open. I was halfway down the hall when he turned around, and I just giggled before winking and blowing him a kiss.
Instead of meeting Jughead at Pop’s, I went straight home, checking to make sure my mom had left for her trip. When I saw the empty driveway, I knew I was in the clear. I ran inside and up to my room, dropping my bag and trying to think of my next move. I figured taking a shower was good, so I took a quick one, making sure to shave even though I had done so a couple nights ago. I got out, towel-drying my hair and brushing my teeth before grabbing my nicest pair of bra and underwear. I wasn’t a huge lingerie person, but my mom had bought me a couple nice sets for my birthday, which I was now extremely thankful for.
I threw on a cami and a pair of (extremely short) shorts afterwards, before brushing my hair out and spraying a little perfume. When I was done, I went back down stairs.I occupied myself by getting a little something to drink, and messing around on my phone. I started to almost worry that Jughead wouldn’t show up, and my head started to get the best of me. What if he didn’t want this? What if I freaked him out and potentially ruined our relationship?
A knock at the door interrupted my thoughts, and I padded towards it, unlocking the bolt and swinging it open to see Jughead. He had his hands shoved in his pockets, his head raising to look at me. His eyebrows raised as he took in my appearance.
“Is your mom home?” He asked, stepping inside and locking the door behind him.
“No, she’s gone for the weekend. Business trip.”
Jughead quickly had me pinned against the door, his hands wrapping around the back of my thighs and lifting me so my lower body was wrapped around his waist. His lips went to mine, kissing me roughly. My hands went around his neck, knocking his hat off when my fingers curled in to this hair. I tugged lightly and Jughead groaned against my lips. I broke apart from him, panting heavily.
“Do you uh, do you want something to eat?” I asked him, mentally face palming myself. Jughead laughed, his head falling in to the crook of my neck.
“Sure, what’s on the menu?” Jughead responded, lifting his head to look at me. I had an idea to fix the mood I just killed, bringing my lip between my teeth.
Jughead looked taken aback for a second before a smug look took over his face.
“Hmm, dessert first. I like that idea.” Jughead leaned back down to kiss me, his lips on mine only for a second before trailing down my jaw and to my neck. Jughead began to litter my neck with dark, purple bruises, his body pressing in to mine. Jughead’s hands traveled down my body, his fingers slipping under my shirt. My breath hitched at the feeling of his warm hands on my cold skin, gripping at my waist firmly.
“M-maybe we should- we should go upstairs.” I panted, my breath heavy. Jughead adjusted his grip on my thighs before complying to my suggestion, stumbling a bit to find the stairs.
“You’re going to break your neck.” I giggled, clinging to his shoulders for dear life.
“Don’t undermine my masculinity.” Jughead pouted, climbing up the staircase with me still in his arms. I laughed at the clumsiness of my boyfriend as he actually managed to make it up the stairs, kicking my door open. Jughead dropped me down on to my bed, my back bouncing against the cool mattress. I sat up, reaching out and gripping Jughead’s jacket and tugging it off of him.
“Eager, are we?” Jughead taunted, helping me pull his jacket off. I rolled my eyes, my hands now going to the sweater underneath his jacket. I pulled it over his head to be met with another shirt.
“What is it with the layers?!” I groaned, my hands now working on getting the short sleeved shirt off.
“Really, Forsythe, I thought when I invited you over, you would get the memo to wear less clothing.”
“Unless you wanted me to be a popsicle stick by the time I made it here, that wasn’t happening.” Jughead retorted, his hands going to my tank top.“ Although, I’m pretty sure I woulda been warm in a matter of moments anyways.” Jughead leaned down, his teeth biting gently at the skin on my neck, making my breath hitch in my throat. Jughead pulled my tank top off my body, his hands running down my sides and to my hips before gripping them tightly and pulling me closer to his body.
Jughead and I had had sex only a couple of times, the first time obviously being an awkward and romantic mess, and the second time almost being caught by Archie and Betty, who happened to live across the street from me.Jughead and I weren’t huge on sex, it wasn’t something we wanted to do 24/7 like a lot of the kids at our school, but the both of us had so much pent up sexual frustration lately that we were seconds away from creating tears in our remaining clothes.
Jughead grabbed the waistband of my shorts, slipping them down my thighs. I kicked them off before pushing Jughead over and down on to my bed. I unbuttoned the top of his skinny jeans, pulling them down his legs quickly before straddling Jughead, grinding down in to his hips. Jughead groaned, raising his hips to meet mine and I held them down with my hands, grinding my hips down harder on to him.
“Fuck.” Jughead moaned, his breath becoming heavier. I felt him get harder underneath me and I grinned, glad I was getting the reaction I wanted. I sat up, grabbing one of my scarves hanging off my bed frame and toying with it in my hands.
“You wanna try something?” I looked down at my boyfriend, his eyes wide and fixed upon the fabric slipping between my fingers.
“Lay it on me.” Jughead smirked and I grinned, taking his wrists in my hands. Jughead looked confused as I tied his hands to my bedpost, looking up at me.
“To be honest, I thought the roles would be reversed when you asked.” He chuckled, relaxing under my body.
“We’ve got the whole weekend, babe.” I reached behind my back, unclasping my bra and letting it fall off my shoulders. I flung it aside, my hands now traveling down my boyfriend’s body and running over his hard-on, hidden by the fabric of his boxers. I cupped it lightly before moving away.
“Do you really have to be a tea-ease.” Jughead groaned when my hand dipped under the elastic, wrapping my hand around him firmly. I slowly pumped my hand up and down, Jughead’s breathing becoming rapid. I pulled my hand down, my fingers pulling his boxers off and slipping my underwear off after. I leaned over Jughead’s body, grabbing a condom from the drawer of my nightstand.
I took the end of the foil package between my teeth, ripping it open. I was met with the gross taste of lube and a disgusted look swept across my face quickly.
“Why didn’t you just…. Open it with your hands??” Jughead tilted his head, stifling a laugh at my reaction to the flavorless substance.
“Veronica said it’d be sexier.” I scoffed, pulling the condom out of the package.“ Last time I take her advice.”
“Wait, you went to Veronica for advice on sex?” Jughead sat up a bit. I pushed him back down with my hand, looking shocked at my surprise burst of dominance.
“Jughead, I’m literally about to sit on your dick. Please don’t ruin the mood.” I pinched the tip of the condom, rolling it down Jughead’s penis. Jughead laid back down, eyes wide and looking at me.
My knees went to either side of Jughead hips, my hand guiding him as I slowly sank down on to him. My hands went to my chest, my lower body feeling a bit tight and uncomfortable. When my thighs reached Jughead’s hips, I stopped, giving myself a moment to adjust before slowly beginning to rise up and sink back down on to him.
I tried to keep a steady pace, my legs burning as I grinded down on to Jughead’s dick.
Jughead’s uneven breathing turned in to small groans and my hands went down his chest, my fingernails leaving scratch marks down his stomach.
I began to go faster, already feeling worn out. Jughead’s hair was already starting to stick to his forehead, and my chest was glistening with a thin layer of sweat. I painted, picking up the pace even more and going as fast as I could.
“Baby, baby untie me.” Jughead panted, wriggling his arms that were suspended over his head. I paused, leaning over and untying the knot of my scarf. When Jughead was free he immediately sat up, his arms wrapping around my body as he thrusted in to me. My head fell in to the crook of his shoulder, my nails dragging down the muscles in his back.
“F-fuck, Forsythe, I-I’m-” my body tensed, the fuzzy feeling in my lower body and the twitching of my abdomen telling me I was close. Jughead flipped us over so I was on my back, his arms holding him up as he pounded in to me at a rapid pace.
My orgasm hit me like an oncoming train, my nails now digging deep in to Jughead’s skin and my back arching. My vision was blurry, colors and stars clouding my sight.
Jughead came a few moments later, collapsing on top of my body. My arms went around his neck, my hands playing with the ends of his hair as I tried to calm my breathing.
Jughead eventually pulled out of me, his body leaving mine for a moment to discard the used condom before grabbing his sweater. He climbed back on to the bed, his hands pulling my body up in to a sitting position before pulling the sweater over my head.
“You know, I can dress myself. I’m not five.” I teased, pulling my arms through the sleeves of the long sweater. The end of the fabric went to my knees, reminding me of how tiny I was compared to my beanstalk of a boyfriend.
“I know.” Jughead was standing up, his boxers now on and his shirt slipping over his head. I raised my arms up, making grabby hands at him.
“Well if you’re going to treat me like I’m 5, then I demanded to be carried to the kitchen.” I pouted. Jughead turned to me, a grin on his face.
“As you wish.” Jughead’s arms went under my body, listing up like I was a feather. I squealed, clinging to him as he kicked my door open.
“So, why the kitchen?” Jughead asked, now carrying me back down the stairs he had carried me up about an hour ago.
“Well, I made dinner, and then after we ate, I thought we could test how sturdy the island in my kitchen is.” I bit my lip, looking at Jughead.
“I’m honestly convinced that I died and I have gone to heaven.” Jughead shook the fringe out of his face, dipping his head down and pressing his lips to mine.