Ship Oneshots

Jarchie ll Under the covers

Jughead's POV

"Betty. For the last time, I got it. You've said it just about 17 times already." I sighed as Betty rambled on and on over the phone about this stupid plan she was working up.

"I just want to make sure you remember it." She continued in her friendly tone.

"Okay. I'm gonna take a nap now Bets. I'll talk to you later."

"Okay, I love you." She whispered into the phone, making me anxious.

"Me too.." I lied before hanging up.

The truth is. I don't love Betty. I'm just trying to find a way to leave her without hurting her. I simply don't want to break her heart with all of this going on in her life.

I sighed before closing my eyes, hoping to catch some sleep.

The door slightly clicked open and closed before someone climbed into bed and began playing with my hair.

"Mm, Betty. Let me sleep." I groaned before turning the other way.

"But I miss youu." I recognized the sweet voice of Archie. I immediately turned around to face him.

"What are you doing here!?" I whisper-yelled at him as he smiled.

"I missed you." He smirked and got closer to me.

"Archie.." He shushed me as he turned me around, spooning me. He wrapped both arms around my waist, pulling me closer.

"Archie.. come on. I'm serious. Betty might show up.." I hated that I was enjoying Archie's touch.

Even though I hated it, I slightly pushed my ass onto his crotch, hearing a slight, barely audible moan.

I smirked at the sound and pushed back further. He tugged on my waist, pulling me back faster on his crotch.

I was basically rubbing on him now.

"Mng.." Archie let out another slight groan, turning me on.

He kissed my neck as his hands remained on my waist. I felt his right hand, the one under me, going beneath my shirt as he began playing with my nipples.

"Mm-" I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding.

A few second later, his other hand found it's way into my jeans. He began palming my already hard member through my boxers.

"Shit, Archie.." How could he possibly make me feel this good?

Archie grabbed the waistband of my boxers before slipping his hand in.

Uncontrollable moans began escaping my mouth as he started to stroke my member.

"Yes.. right there- mng." His strokes got faster and suddenly slowed down.

"Don't stop." I moaned, but he still did. He took his hand out my pants and out from my shirt, before getting under the covers.

"Archie.. please-" I was cut off by him removing my jeans and boxers and taking me whole.

"Shit!" I slightly arched my back and put my knees up. (A/N like when you lay down and look like this o—^ )