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[ Please, no broken noses. He's not sure if explaining how that happened would be the best or the worst, but he's leaning towards the latter.

And of course he won't stop, not when he feels her tense like this. If anything he doubles his efforts, eyes closed and brows furrowed in concentration. ]

[ His hard work and persistence are rewarded a few moments later when her whole body goes tense, like a bow being drawn back as far as it can go. And when it's released, she moans low, shivering and shuddering. Her fingers tighten in his and in his hair as she falls over that edge, as she's swept away by her climax, his name a quiet whine on her lips.

All without breaking any noses. Sorry Jughead, you'll have to brag about satisfying your lady the normal way.]

Edited 2018-02-21 21:15 (UTC)

[ Yeah, he's probably going to keep this between the two of them. No one needs to know what they get up to in their alone time, even less now that there are no worried parents to report back to.

He remains where she is, letting her ride out her climax before easing off, propping himself up on his elbows to get a better look at her. His hair is more messed up than usual and he's flushed beyond belief, but oh so very happy. ]

[There are fireworks and heat and tingles and all those cliche things that people talk about. It's not her first orgasm but it's definitely the best one she's ever had, if only because Jughead is the reason for it. And yes, she might still be a bit sore from before but the mixture of the pleasure and pain was actually... intoxicating.

When she starts to come down from it all, she lets out a fluttery sort of laughter. Her eyes finally slip open so she can look down at him, her breathing still uneven. However, she's probably glowing in the figurative sense, a smile curving her lips.]

Okay, Jug, that... [ she lets out another nervous sort of laugh, hand moving from his hair to his shoulder in an attempt to tug him back up with her.] That was so good.

Yeah? [ She doesn't have to ask him twice - he scootches back up, flopping down next to her with a happy sigh. This is probably the best day of his life, for many reasons. Maybe leaving Riverdale really was all they needed to get their lives together. ]

So, not disappointed?

What? [ She turns over onto her side, reaching out to touch his face with one hand. She's breathless still as she speaks, leaning in to press a few kisses to his lips and cheeks.] Jughead, no. Of course, not. It was amazing. This was all amazing.

[ He kisses her back, seemingly unable to stop smiling. ] Good, because you're amazing. [ So that matches up. ]

We should do this more. I mean... not that- [ but also that ] -but just hang out, watch a movie. We have a lot of catching up to do.

Oh, so you don't want to do that more? [ She teases him softly, glancing over to see the movie was almost halfway over. She nuzzles his nose with her own, smiling with him.]

I think we should do that and just hang out, alone for once, more.

Hey, I just don't want you to think I've got a one-track mind now. [ And why would she? He's not exactly as sex fixated as other guys in high school. ]

I like the thought of this. And... even if I don't want to move in here, I want to sleep over. A lot.

Jughead Jones, no one could ever accuse that beautiful mind of yours of being one-tracked. [ Her hand smooths over his temple and then over the back of his head, attempting to tame his hair a little but really just making it messier, which she likes.

His words make her smile, cheeks flushing. She inches closer to him, her voice soft and loving.] You're welcome here anytime you want. [ Her smile is demure as she looks down at his lips. He may not want to live with her but that's okay, she wants him to know that this place can be like a home to him too. And there are no parents to stop this little domestic dream from happening.] I like the thought of waking up next to you.

[ There's no taming this hair. He drapes an arm over her back, holding her close, content to stay just like this until they eventually fall asleep. As for moving in, it's not really about her at all but entirely about the rest of the house - he's not jealous, not really, but they have their own thing going and he'd rather not be dragged into the drama if he can help it. They've had enough of that. ]

Me too. [ He smiles, plants a soft kiss on her forehead. ] I'd invite you back to my place but, y'know... housemates.

[ That he hasn't met because he really only ever sleeps and showers in that house. Good social skills, Jones. ]

[ It's probably for the best that two teenagers don't move in together. It's a pretty adult thing to do for two people who aren't even out of high school yet. She's not hurt by it, she understands. ]

Well, and I don't think you have a magic milkshake machine either. [ It's a tease but she's also not really interested in having sex in the housing that this place provides you. She lived there long enough to know the walls are thin and privacy is limited.] That's kind of a deal breaker now.

[ She tucks herself close to him.] Have you met your housemates yet? Mine... was the reason I came here. He dealt in guns and I think drugs.

[ Eventually he hopes to get out of there and into something more private, but that takes cash and if there's one thing he's sorely lacking right now it's that. Give him a couple of months tho and maybe he'll work something out. ]

Not really. I try not to stick around more than necessary. [ He's used to trailers and storage closets and sleeping on Archie's floor. Sharing a whole house, with strangers? It's too weird. He makes a face. ] They housed you with a drug dealer?

Yeah, his name was Mickey. And he... wasn't always stable. [ Her mouth twists, a little ashamed.] I didn't feel safe, like I could trust living there so I asked to stay here instead.

[ He frowns - this is part of the whole thing that bothers him about this place. They set it up so it looks like they're taking care of these unwilling superpowered people, and then they force underaged girls to live in an unsafe environment. There's a lot of talk but not a lot of action, especially for the younger population and maybe he's comfortable fending for himself but a lot of people aren't.

This isn't the time to get into it though. They've had a really good evening and he's not about to ruin it with his social justice bullshit. ]

I'm glad you got out of there... you shouldn't have to deal with stuff like that.

[ Betty has been lucky all her life, never knowing what it's like to be set adrift and have to fend for herself. She almost feels ridiculous telling him about this when he's dealt with horrible living circumstances often.

But she tries to push away that guilt, moving instead to kiss his chin instead.]

No one should.

You're right. [ He answers that kiss with one of his own, pressed gently against her forehead. She has nothing to feel guilty about, it's not her fault his home situation has been shit on and off. If anything, she's given him space to breathe when he needed it the most. ]

...Something should be done about that. Not tonight, but sometime.

Something should be done, [ she agrees with a gentle nod, not wanting to dislodge him from where he is. She sighs softly, feeling warm and weighty in the best way. Snuggling a little closer, she smiles.]

We missed most of the movie.

[ He makes an amused noise - oops. Not like it stood much of a chance. ] I'll never be able to see Grosse Point Blank the same way again.

Is that good or bad? [ She teases him softly, letting her eyes close as she stays tucked beneath his arm and against his chest.]

I know I should probably get up and shower and stuff but I don't think I can get my body to move.

Good. Definitely. [ He could fall asleep right now if he let himself. She has a point though. ] I could come with you?

[ If they're at that point.]

[ Her cheeks color at the suggestion and yet... she smiles.] I mean... I wouldn't say no to that.

[ He didn't think about the suggestion that much when he made it, but now that she's agreed... ] We should take full advantage of our situation here, right?

[ She lets out a breathy laugh at that. But he's not wrong. There's literally nothing stopping them from it. And suddenly she's grateful she thought to ask Ronan for a bathroom attached to her room (sharing a bathroom with a house full of boys wasn't something she thought would work.]

Um, my bathroom is near the closet.

[ A wise choice. He shifts a little, propping himself up on an elbow to get a better look at her. ]

Okay. Lead the way. [ He smirks, teasing. ]