smut warning (only one i promise)

y/n y/l/n and jughead jones had been dating since 8th grade, and would be together forever. fp saw y/n as his daughter. y/n's family wasn't as on board with the idea of them being together though. nevertheless they were in love, and that was all that mattered.

y/n and jughead knew to wait to have sex until they were both ready, mentally. and that was tonight. jughead was y/n's king, y/n was jughead's queen. they loved each other. so, they were ready.

y/n pov

"juggie, let's go to your trailer after school" i whispered into jughead's ear during lunch, as he typed mindfully on his laptop. "whatever you want, my love". i was the only one, probably on earth, who could make jughead look up from his laptop.
"the chapter is looking really good, baby" i complimented as he was proofreading it for probably the fifth time. "it has to be perfect before i has it into the document with all the others" he mumbles, gently grabbing my hand before kissing it. "i love you y/n, i hope you know how intensely i love you" jughead made strong eye contact while he said that, almost as if reading my emotions. "i love you, jug, more than you could ever know".

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"where's fp?" i ask, as jughead opens the door to the trailer. "he's dealing with serpent stuff" jughead sighs. whenever there is drama with the serpents, the stress seems to all fall on the jones men. "well, at least i have you with me, jug, i don't want you to get hurt" a small smirk falls onto his lips when i say that. "so you care about me?". "more than you could ever know". 

we sit down on the couch, but the mood isn't as pg-13 as it usually is. the mood around the room feels heavier than our usual make-out sessions.

i push myself onto jugs lap, kissing him hungrily. he quickly pushes us down on the couch and flips us over, so he is on top of me. he breaks the kiss to move down to my neck, and he starts to leave marks. i take off his flannel and work through the layers of shirts until his is just in a white tank top and he stops making out with me neck long enough to strip me down to my bra. we are both still wearing pants, so we take care of those before adjusting ourselves on the couch. "are you sure you're okay with this?" jug says, his voice husky with want. "yes, of course i am juggie" he strips himself of his boxers, and pulls the underwear off of my legs before pushing my legs back so he could enter my full capacity. my eyes automatically pinch closed, because of the pain i feel at first. but after he shoves in and out a few times, the pain is taken over by a feeling of immense pleasure. "juggie, i'm close" i moan, as he nods to show he is at the same place. we both release at the same time, and he pulls out of me and collapses on my chest. "jug, that was amazing" i praise, my voice raspy from moaning.

after laying their for a few minutes, we get up and get dressed. "how does pop's sound, y/n?" jughead asks putting his hand on my back softly. "it sounds great" i smile, and kiss his cheek.