Rule - Sweet Pea (1)

Les i'm miserable

Rule and Sweet Pea had gotten increasingly close to having sex multiple times but always ended up getting interrupted before they took their clothes off. To say they were sexually frustrated might just be the understatement of the decade. The sexual tension whenever the two were even in the same room was thick enough it was suffocating them both. It was to the point they were willing to do it literally anywhere possible. Rule had condoms stashed around the house in case, even in closets. She was desperate. Hell, Sweet Pea had even considered kidnapping her and driving to the next state since it seemed like everyone knew where they were at all times. He was just as if not more desperate than Rule was.

"Hey angel." Sweet Pea called through the house, hands behind his back as he walked up to a slightly wary Rule, the girl curled up under the covers of her bed with the order of the phoenix in her lap. Sweets sat down next to her, placing a lingering kiss on her lips before showing what he held behind his back. A dozen blood red roses with a black ribbon tied around them, Rule automatically snatching them and breathing in the pleasant scent. "They smell amazing," Rule purrs, resting the flowers beside her and pulling Sweets into a kiss. His tongue slipped into her mouth on reflex, their mouths tangling in familiar passion as Rule gripped Sweets shirt and flipped him so he's under her, her body straddling him. Just as Sweets went to take her shirt off the doorbell went off, Rule dropping her head onto his chest before climbing off him with a groan.

Throwing open the door, she looked at Fangs, Toni, and Jughead with a blazing glare that could cut steel. "That's it!" Rule shouted, leaving the door open and stomping towards the living room where Sweet Pea was now sitting on the couch. One hand on her hip, she pointed at Sweet Pea "We're getting out of here if I have to freaking kidnap your ass!" Rule finished shouting, Sweet Pea reaching out to grab her hips, yanking her onto his lap as the other three people shuffled into the room. "Mmm," Sweet Pea murmurs in Rules ear, shivering at the warmth of his breath "as long as there's handcuffs involved."

"Okay you two," Jughead interrupts in a grossed out voice "break it up, please." Rule flips her cousin off, a small chuckle escaping Sweets. Toni smacks Jugheads arm, gesturing to Rule before Jughead sighs. "Rule, we need your help." he starts before explaining that the entire southside needed her to race the goolies. "Say what now?" Sweet Pea demanded protectively. "I can drag race Sweets, I used to do it all the time." Rule defended, nodding at Jughead.

"Go get ready, we have to leave in five minutes." Toni told Rule, the girl getting up and going into her bedroom to get dressed. She pulled on a pair of fishnet tights, a black skater skirt, a mesh motley crue t shirt, and black combat boots. Tying her hair in a fishtail braid, she threw her serpents jacket on and rushed into the living room. Everyone piled into Rules truck, rushing towards the starting line and crowd of watchers. Rule grabbed her racing gloves and a now lit cigarette as she climbed out, Sweet Pea taking drags while she put the gloves on. "Are you sure about this? I don't want you getting hurt." Sweet Pea prodded, Rule lacing her fingers through his. "I'm sure," she assured him before a thought hit her "you wanna ride along? You can ride in the passenger's seat and Jughead can sit with Archie in the back." Sweet Pea nods at her offer, walking hand and hand towards the car.

The four jog towards the car, three of them having to hold back Sweet Pea from killing Malachai because of what he did to Rule. Jughead and Archie squeeze into the back seat, giving Rule and Sweet Pea a minute to themselves. Sweet Pea lifts her onto the hood of the car, glaring at a watching Malachai before roughly kissing Rule hard enough to make her moan. When the kiss was over they were both grinning breathlessly, Sweet Pea helping her down and opening the driver side door for her, jogging to the passenger side. Sweets large hand rested on Rules thigh just under her skirt, enough to make it hard to concentrate. "Kick some ass angel." he growls just as Cheryl brings down her scarf, signaling for them to drive.

Rule slammed her foot on the gas pedal, shifting every so often as they raced down the road. The car rocks when the goolies slam into them, Rule doing the exact same to them except ten times harder. The tiniest twinge of fear smacked against Rules chest when they came upon the bridge, knowing only one of them would be able to go over it. "Rule stop, we aren't going to make it!" Archie kept saying over and over, a panicked tone to his voice. "She can make it." Jughead eventually snapped. "I'm sorry." Archie confused them by saying before reaching forward and pulling the emergency brake on the car, forcing it to a sudden halt so that the goolies could continue forward. Rule screamed when her head hit the dashboard, fumbling out of the car and panicking as everyone else got out of the car. Archie told them he had called the cops and sure enough when Rule jogged forward the goolies were in handcuffs.

Rule ushered everyone inside the car frustratedly, speeding back to the starting line and dragging Sweet Pea into her truck before going back to grab Cheryl and Toni. Rule threw Toni the keys, climbing into the bed of the truck with Sweet Pea and a first aid kit. Sweet Pea ordered her to sit down so he could patch up her forehead as Toni drove to Cheryl's house. "Well," Cheryl said awkwardly "at least you kicked ass." Rule snorted before Toni added her own comment "And looked hot while doing it." Sweet Pea hugged his patched up girlfriend to his side and kissed her gently on the forehead.

"My angel always looks hot."