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TW: mentions of gun violence

NFSW

I woke up screaming and crying as both Jughead and my mom came flooding in my room. "Elizabeth? Elizabeth, what happened?" My mom asked worried as I entered an anxiety attack. I reached my arm out to Juggie and looked up at him, saying, "I saw him. I saw him again."

"Saw who? Who are you talking about?" asked my mom. "She's been having some really...realistic nightmares about a man in a black hood,"" Jughead explained. "He shot Archie's dad," I said as my mom grew confused.

"In your dream?" "No, no. In real life. Mr. Andrews was shot and Archie described him as the same man I see in my nightmares," I replied as Jughead came over and sat next to me on my bed, pulling me into his embrace.

My mom looked around for a bit before speaking up, looking at Jughead and I. "I've changed my mind. I think it's best if you sleep in here with Betty tonight, Jughead. That is if you're comfortable with that."

"Of course, Ms. Cooper," Jughead replied, rubbing my back gently. "I'll be right down the hall if you need anything. Goodnight, Elizabeth," Mom said before stepping out of my room. My anxiety was still pretty high, but now it was coming down.

I cuddled up to Jughead as we laid down. "It felt so real, Juggie," I said as Jughead's hands traced my back. "I'm sure it did. But it's okay now. You're safe now," Jughead said as he leaned in for a kiss.

I kissed back, in no rush for a quick peck. Jughead's hand came up to my neck and began weaving into my hair. I placed my hand on his chest as his arm snaked around my back. I took that as my cue and climbed over, straddling Juggie and never once taking my lips off his.

As soon as I was on top of him, by shirt was already being removed, as was his. Because I was planning on going to sleep, I didn't have a bra on, and Jughead took notice; not only did I feel him harden beneath me, but his lips left mine and went to my neck, leaving kisses and hickeys everywhere.

I focused on getting all clothes off and out of the way, which was harder to do when his lips left my neck ad went to the pink of my breast. I hid my head in the crook of his neck to mute a moan, gripping his shoulders to brace myself before continuing my task.

Once I got everything out of the way, I lowered myself onto his onto his length, cauing both of us to let out a muffled moan. Jughead continued to decorate my neck as I began to return the favor, hiding my head, this time kissing and sucking on his neck.

The next time I went down, it hit the perfect spot and it took all my might to not scream out in bliss. "Mm, r-right there," I whispered in a moan before he jerked himself up, hitting my spot again and making me bite back another moan.

I had to keep in mind that my mom was right down the hall and that I couldn't be too loud, but it was so hard when he kept doing everything just right. "D-don't stop," I moaned breathlessly when he returned his lips to my breasts.

"Mm, B-Betts," Jughead moaned as I sped up my pace, throwing my head back. Jughead's lips traced up to my neck, leaving a trail of kisses in their wake before connecting with my own. My fingers tangled in his dark locks, continuing to ride him.

As we continued our sloppy yet blissful makout session, Jughead's hands came up from my hips to my breasts, groping and and caressing each one as I continued to reach my high. It was one of those where you're kinda scared to move for fear of messing something up, but with consistent movement, it was impossible to remain idle.

Every stroke, bounce, kiss, grind, everything brought us closer and cloer to release. I gripped his shoulders and arched my back, dipping my head behind me, overwhelmed with the state of euphoric deviance I was being brought to.

And just like both times before, Jughead and I came together before I tiredly collasped beside him. We snuggled up together underneath the covers, despite our being overheated. "Thank you for that, Juggie, it was, like always, incredible," I said, smiling as I laid my head on his shoulder.

"No, thank you. You, like always, were incredible," he replied, smiling, leaning in for a kiss. After we separated, a laid my head back down on his shoulder and drifted off to sleep alongside him.

Hey guys, I know that I have not really been updating, but that is because I actually am grounded, so I can only update Opposites Attract and Where's My Love? because of the posting schedule. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed, bye!

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