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It's got everything, [ of course, because if a house with magical bookcases has every book, it's got every movie or tv show on the streaming too.

Still, she feels butterflies going wild in her stomach because she has a good feeling of where they're going to be watching the movie. She fiddles with the dishes a little more before she stands and faces him, smoothing out the skirt of her dress nervously.]

So anything you want...

[ Sometimes he forgets that life can be like this and not devoured by gang wars and serial killers. Sometimes he forgets that they haven't been together that long, that the seriousness of their lives isn't necessarily a part of their relationship - they're teens in love and here they can act like it. ]

That just makes it even harder to choose. [ He steps in a little closer, taking her hands in his. ] Surprise me.

[ He can be picky and niche about movies any other day of the year. ]

[ After being forced into so many situations that not even adults have to deal with, Betty struggles with those normal teenage insecurities and nerves. She's standing in front of the boy she loves, alone with a bed mere feet away. It's not the first time they've been alone, hell, it wouldn't be the first time they've been in a bed together but she feels her nerves going haywire because this all feels different.

He takes her hands and she feels the nerves start to settle, her gaze meeting his. ] Okay, [ She nods, glancing at the TV.] TV, play... [ She pauses before she speaks.] Grosse Point Blank. [ Which is a dark romantic comedy, so... that works on many levels??? ]

[ He smiles - good choice - before making a start for the bed, her hand still in his. Even though they've spent the night together a few times now, both on purpose and by accident, there's always been the presence of parents around to keep them in check. There are no parents here and even if nothing out of the ordinary happens tonight, even if they end up falling asleep fully dressed on top of the covers, everything about this is different. ]

[ There are no curfews, there are no Alice Coopers or interrupting Serpents to worry about. It's just the two of them in her room for the rest of the night, wherever it might take them. She doesn't feel pressured either way, even if she feels those butterflies return as he guides her towards the bed.

Once they reach it, she steps out of her shoes and then moves to sit on the bed, scooting back until she hits the pillows and trusts he'll follow suit.]

[ He does follow her lead, kicking off his shoes and crawling up next to her, slipping an arm around her shoulders as they make themselves comfortable. There's been a strum of panic in him since he arrived - probably long before he arrived - that now settles, fades out. They need this. ]

This is nice.

[ She instinctively turns her body towards his, tucking herself against his side as his arm wrap arounds her and the movie begins. She smiles up at him when he speaks, ] Yeah, it is. I don't we've actually ever had a real date before.

[ He actually has to think about that - have they been on a real date before? In all this time? Just once? ]

We went to the Bijou on my birthday, I suppose that counts. [ Only then things went south. ] And the homecoming dance? [ Until things went south. ] I don't think we've ever finished a date.

I ruined both of those, [ she adds with a slight frown, glancing away from him. However, her next words are an attempt at being light-hearted:] I promise I'll try not to do the same with this one.

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[ He's not going to argue - she had the heart in the right place and technically Sheriff Keller ruined homecoming. Discussing it now is only going to sour the evening, he feels. ]

I don't even know how you'd be able to do that even if you tried. [ Unless the House of Hunks drop in for a visit. ]

I mean, I could try but I'd rather not, [ she smiles softly, leaning up to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth.]

Good. [ What's this corner of his mouth business? That won't do. He turns his head to kiss her properly. ]

[ Oh, okay, full on kissing is very good with her. She moves to return that kiss, shifting just a little to be better aligned with his lips.]

[ I mean, they weren't really paying attention to the movie as is. Alone, in her room, on Valentine's day? Make outs were inevitable and honestly, he has no desire to wait on that. He deepens the kiss, one hand on her shoulder. ]

[ He deepens the kiss and she makes the next move, swinging her leg over his lap and moving to straddle it. One hand finds his face to hold, drawing him up a little more so that he's pressed closer to her, her other hand slips down to tug at and adjust her dress to make herself more comfortable.

But yes, more kissing. She definitely gives him a lot more kisses.]

[ Oh God that's a good move. Freedom buzzing in his veins, Jughead moves his hands down along her back, settling on her hips. There's so much he'd like to do right now, but they also have all the time in the world and honestly, despite that heated moment the last time he was in her room he's not sure they're actually fully at that point yet. ]

[ She lets her hands find his shoulders soon after, letting his hands roam, urging her to arch into him a little more. He seems intent on keeping things slow when she feels the urge to go faster, to do more. To cement things. And the last thing she wants right now is for him to stop what they are doing.]

[ He's not stopping, hands moving over the lace of her dress, up over the bare skin of her shoulders to play over the straps. It's getting increasingly difficult to be responsible about this but they haven't and getting over that line between making out for a painfully long time and actually having sex is... difficult to approach. Even more so now when they're in the middle of it. ]

[ She's not about to push him for more if he's not ready. She wants him to be comfortable, she wants him to want this too. They've gotten hot and heavy before, they've gotten close to tipping over that line but never quite crossing it for one reason or another.

She tilts his head a little more, deepening the kiss with a soft, pleasured sound.]

[ He is ready, as much as he'll ever be. It seems like the perfect time for it as well, on Valentine's Day, their first night together in a new, strange place. If not now, when? He makes a needy noise in return, hands finding their way to her thighs, sliding in under her dress. ]

[ She draws in a sharper breath against his lips when his hands find bare skin, her thighs. Her eyes flutter a little and her lips curve into a bit of a distracted smile. She reaches up to pull his hat from his head, letting it drop to the bed beside them, fingers combing through his hair, massaging as she kisses him.

Maybe it's cliche to do this now but at least it's not after prom or something more cheesy. Why not now? Why not when she feels safe and loved, when they won't get interrupted.]

I love you, [ she murmurs out once her lungs demand air and start to burn with the need for it.] I trust you.

I love you too. [ He stays close, lips brushing over hers even as he's trying to catch up on air. As overheated as he is right now he hears what she's saying - that can only mean one thing, right? Only... ]

Do we... [ He licks his lips, nervously. Responsibility. ]

[ Her heart is racing now, just realizing that she thinks he's consenting to what she wants to do with him. It's a big moment. A big step. She's ready. She meant what she said, she loves him, she trusts him.

She nods at his question, feeling her stomach do a somersault when he asks what she thinks he's asking. Heat rises in her cheeks and as she flushes, she nods.] Um, yeah, yea-- I got some, um... [ She tilts her head towards the bedside table and she adds--] I also heard that the nanites also make it so that I can't... you know. [ Get pregnant. Because that would be a disaster and teen pregnancy seems to run in the family.]

[ He raises a brow at that - good to know but also yes, teen pregnancies run in her family and he's pretty sure his dad would kill him from across dimensions if he got her knocked up. He's also not too trusting with what people say about the nanites, especially not with something this important. Condoms are good. ]

Better safe than sorry. [ He smiles, heart thrumming in his chest as he leans back in to kiss her. ]

[ She isn't sure if that particular rumor was true and she wasn't about to risk it. She's honestly relieved when he kisses her again, nodding against his lips before her arms wrap around his neck, urging him closer than before.

She breaks the kiss a little ]