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theangriestpea · 4 years

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Ménage à Trois

Summary: Abi thought of the perfect Valentine’s Day present for her two boyfriends. Needless to say, they love it almost as much as they love her.

Pairing: Sweet Pea x OC x Fangs (polyamory)

Rating: Mature // Explicit

Word Count: 2.6k+

Warnings: Smut, Threesome, Double Penetration, Oral, Some Dirty Talk, Unprotected Sex (wrap it upppp)

A/N: This is a bit of a double celebration fic! One for reaching 700 Followers! And Two for @riverdale-events V-Day Event: Fall in Love with Riverdale! Hope everyone has a great Valentine’s day! And I hope everyone enjoys Abi’s debut. This takes place during Compersion which is while they are in college

This was their first Valentine’s Day together and Abi thought long and hard about what gifts she could give her lovers. Finally one Sunday afternoon it dawned on her. A new bed. The double she had was much too small for the three of them and she was sick of having to choose who she’d sleep with that night. Now it was the day before the 14th and the bed and finally been delivered. She waited until Fangs and Sweet Pea were done with their classes for the day before showing them.

“What is it called again?” Fangs asked, his breath hitched in his throat at the size of the enormous bed in front of him. She had confessed to them that she was tired of having to make a sleeping schedule for the bed. Making sure everyone got equal time with each partner was a headache. Though the boys didn’t think it was nearly as important as she did. They were happy just to be together, even if they were a room apart.

Abigail smiled, her arms outstretched as if welcoming the bed into the family. “An Alaskan King,” She said with an abundance of happiness in her voice. “Isn’t it perfect?”

“It takes up the whole room…” Sweet Pea muttered, noticing how little space there was between the bed and the walls. This kind of bed was not really suited for a two bedroom apartment. There wasn’t really room for their dressers. He supposed they all fit but just barely. Now if only they could improve the closet space…

A giggled erupted out of her as she jumped onto the bed, bouncing on the soft cushion. “Aren’t you guys excited? Now we just have to decide who gets to be in the middle!”

“Definitely not you.” Sweet Pea said, smirking as he joined her on the bed. “You get up to pee every two hours.” He trapped her beneath him, his large hands encircling her wrists playfully.

Fangs sat down next to them, watching Abi’s smile morph into a pout. “I can’t help I have a small bladder.” She replied hotly. She didn’t want to be forced to sleep on the side every night just because she got up to use the bathroom every once in a while…that just wasn’t fair.

Sweet Pea dipped down and kissed her neck, making her giggle again. “Maybe you should stop drinking so much tea right before bed.” He said in a taunting voice, his breath fanning across her soft skin.

The shorter boy smiled at them softly and stood up, prepared to leave to let them have some fun. Abi tilted her head to look at him, “don’t go.” Her voice was now a whine, “there’s room for all of us now.”

Fangs quirked an eyebrow at her. “Does this mean you’ve reconsidered?” He asked curiously. For weeks now he and Sweet Pea had been trying to get her to do a threesome with them. Despite all being in a relationship together, they had never been intimate all at the same time. There was always someone left in the dark while the other two were filling the apartment with moans. It had simply become a way of life. Abi had been adamant about not wanting to take two at once, so he was surprised that she was telling him to stay.

Sweet Pea’s lips moved along her neck, making her concentration hazy at best. “Yes…” Her voice was light, airy. “I have. Don’t go.” She repeated, her eyes slipping shut.

The taller Serpent glanced up at Fangs, a smirk evident on his lips though it was hidden by her dark hair. His hands let go of her wrist and snuck up the front of her shirt, sending chills through Abi’s entire body. He peeled it off quickly and tossed it to the floor.

Fangs discarded his shirt as well, adding to the pile on the ground. He watched with a degree of intensity in his eyes, observing his lovers entwined together. How exactly did she want this to go down? There hadn’t been much discussion. He supposed he would just let it come naturally.

Sweet Pea sat up and away from her. “Why don’t you suck my cock while he eats you out?” He proposed as he took off his own shirt and began to work on his belt. Abi sat up and licked her pouty lower lip slowly. Her eyes darted to Fangs who still looked ever so curious.

“Alright,” She answered before reaching around and unhooking her bra. “Get naked and assume the position.”

He’s eyes darkened and he unbuckled his thick belt. “I know you’re not giving me orders, baby girl.” He said, his voice as shadowy as his gaze. His pants dropped, his boxers followed, and he settled down in the middle of the bed, resting his back against the headboard. He stroked his length slowly so that he would harden more.

Abi rolled her eyes at him playfully as she took off her pants and underwear as well. She flipped onto her hands and knees and crawled over to him slowly, settling down between his toned legs. Her mouth found his scrotum, giving light licks to it before teasing it with a nip.

Fangs had freed himself from the rest of his clothing as well. His calloused hands ran up Abi’s legs, starting at the ankles and going up to her thighs. He spread her legs gently before leaning down and licking down her slit in one broad motion. She shuddered against him, eyes glued on Sweet Pea’s as she moved to trail her tongue up his hard cock.

Sweet Pea wished his phone was close so he could capture this moment on film for eternity. Unfortunately it was across the room on the dresser. He’d have to commit it to memory instead. Abi was teasing him still with her tongue, simply licking at his veins and tip, and drinking in his pre-cum. It was harder than usual for her to pay him attention, as Fangs was doing something similar to her.

She took him fully into her mouth then and Sweet Pea let out a low throaty growl. Fangs was sucking on her clit, moving circles around it with his tongue. She whimpered at the sensation, her eyes falling shut as they normally did when she was being pleasured. Pea didn’t quite like this though, he rather her look at him while he fucked her mouth.

“Look at me,” He ordered and her eyes popped back open obediently. “Good girl,” He praised as her head bobbed up and down. She took as much of him as she could without deep throating, her hand on the part of his base that wouldn’t fit. Her hand and mouth moved in tandem as she was sure to pleasure all of him and not just the part that was inside of her.

Fangs inserted his middle finger into her, curling it inside so he could feel along her walls for her sweet spot. He found it in no time, the loud moan she let out when he brushed against it gave him an intense feeling of satisfaction even though it was greatly muffled by Sweet Pea’s penis.

Her eyes stayed connected with his as she took even more of him into her mouth, his tip hitting the back of her throat as she hummed to vibrate it around him. Her tongue worked his shaft swift and fast, one hand coming to stroke his balls and gently massage them.

Sweet Pea let out another moan, his hips bucking without him meaning to. Abi choked for a brief moment, sputtering with him still lodged in her mouth. He gave her a sympathetic smile.

Meanwhile Fangs had inserted a second finger and was attacking her clit with his vigorous tongue. Abi almost instantly forgot about Sweet Pea choking her with his dick and was moaning more in pleasure, her eyes threatening to close again.

Pea put a hand on her head and pulled her hair roughly so her eyes would widen again. She whined in response, making him huff with aggravation. Abi increased her pace to further him along and he could feel his orgasm building as she felt hers. Fangs’ fingers pleasuring her core while his mouth worked her clitoris over.

A few minutes later both were coming, Sweet Pea releasing into Abi’s mouth and Abi shuttering against Fangs’ fingers. She swallowed his cum before pulling away slightly, her green eyes on Sweet Pea as she kissed up his abdomen and finally up to his lips. “Fangs didn’t get one.” She pointed out before looking back at the Afro-Asian boy, who seemed happy just to be there.

“Then give him one, baby.” Sweet Pea said, brushing hair behind her ear. “I need a moment to recover.”

Abi nodded and sat up on her knees as she half turned towards Fangs. “Lay on your back, Fangs, beside Sweets.”

Fangs grinned, getting into position. His hard cock resting at attention against his stomach. He pumped lazily until she grabbed his wrists and pinned them playfully, straddling his waist. “Hands off.” She whispered in a sultry voice that did nothing but turn him on even more.

One hand left his wrist so she could guide him into her. They simultaneously threw their heads back and moaned in unison. Abi sat still for a moment, just enjoying the feeling of him inside of her and taking her sweet time. Fangs almost bucked his hips but knew if he did then she’d likely punish him but not letting him come at all. She could be cruel that way.

Abi watched his expression closely, seeing how her stillness almost pained him. A cruel smile crossed her lips as she moved her hips slowly, rocking them against him in a small undulating manner. Fangs let out a quieter moan as she just bit her lip. She released his other wrist from her grip so she could straighten her posture.

She found the angle that had him hitting her spot with every thrust of her hips. “Can I touch now?” Fangs asked, his voice strained.

For a moment she pondered the question and she glanced at Sweet Pea, who was very much enjoying the show, as if to ask him his opinion. He shrugged, “He does deserve a reward for eating you out so well.”

Abi chuckled lightly before looking back at Fangs, “you can touch me, baby.” She cooed and his hands slid up her thighs and rested on her delicate hips. He gripped them briefly, testing her patience as he forced her to increase her pace.

She would have been annoyed if not for the pleasure it brought her. Her head lulled back again, a mewl of delight leaving her mouth as she abided by his touch. Her rhythm increased, his head and shaft rubbing her g-spot continuously that almost made her come undone much too soon.

Fangs could tell she was losing control. Her dominance tended to wane when she started to feel really good. He then moved his own hips to match her, the added friction earning him yet another gorgeous moan.

Sweet Pea got up and grabbed his phone long enough to take a short video of the two of them, his own penis starting to get hard again at the sight of them. He grabbed lube out of the dresser drawer before tossing it onto the bed. Abi and Fangs looked at it before looking at him, both curious.

“I’m taking your ass while he handles your pussy. Any objections?” He asked, preferring to get her consent on this matter as it was not something they had done before. If she said no then he’d wait his turn again patiently. If she said yes, then he’d only need a minute or two more before he’d be ready.

It was hard for her to concentrate as she bounced on top of Fangs, her breast moving in small circles. Abi considered it and wondered deep down how it would feel to have two at once. She looked down at Fangs, his face full of hope. “No objections.” She added finally and the eyes of the man beneath her lit up.

He instantly slowed his pace, not wanting to hit his peak before Sweet Pea could join them. Abi took the hint and did the same, though she could easily orgasm again and again with little cool off, she knew Fangs was not nearly as lucky.

Not long after Sweet Pea placed a hand between her shoulder blades and forced her down so that her body was parallel to Fangs’. She smiled at her boyfriend and kissed him briefly as she felt him spread lube down her ass, slipping in a finger to prep her. It wasn’t her first time doing anal as many times Sweet Pea favored it to regular sex. Not that sex between the three of them was ever quite regular.

Pea spread lube along his penis before pressing his tip against her asshole. Fangs and Abi laid still, ripe with anticipation. He slowly entered her, unable to stop the groan from coming out at how tight the hole was.

Oddly enough he could feel that Fangs was inside of her too. The only thing separating their cocks was a small wall of tissue. He moved first as he was the most dominant. Abi was biting her lip again, her eyes closed as a whimper managed to come out. ‘

Fangs began to move his hips again, matching Sweet Pea’s rhythm. “You okay?” he whispered to her, seeing a strange look on her face.

Abi laughed lightly, “Yea, it just feels weird.” She murmured in a voice that made it obvious she was trying not to moan. Both men increased their pace, feeling the other as they moved. Abi had to rest her head on Fangs’ shoulder, unable to hold her body up.

Sweet Pea’s hands planted themselves on her hips while Fangs wrapped his arms around her waist. She was helpless as they began to pound into her. Soon loud moans of pleasure filled the modest sized apartment.

She could feel herself getting closer to release as Sweet Pea whispered to her, “You’re doing great baby girl, taking both our cocks at once. What a good girl getting her ass and pussy fucked at the same time. I knew you could do it.”

Abi reveled in his praise as she whimpered out a nonverbal response. Sweet Pea smirked, increasing his pace yet again. Fangs increased his pace as well, now holding back his orgasm just so he could keep going. He wanted to be polite and let his girl come first, as always.

And soon enough Abi was coming. She didn’t have a name to scream out so she settled with fuck, her eyes squeezed shut as lights danced across the blackness of her vision.

Fangs was next, not bothering to hold back anymore. A few thrusts later was Sweet Pea’s turn. Once his orgasm ended he pulled out of her and laid down next to Fangs, breathing heavily.

Abi collapsed on top of Fangs, also trying to catch her breath as he held her close. He pulled out as well and she could feel both of their loads seeping out of her. “That was…”

“Intense.” Fangs finished for her before kissing her forehead gently. “Happy Valentine’s day, Abigail.” He said softly, brushing his fingers through her hair.

She forced herself to set up, grinning her wide Cheshire grin at them, “did you two enjoy your present?”

Sweet Pea chuckled as Fangs just smiled, “oh most definitely, and if you think you can get away with not having both of us again then you’re wrong.”

She laughed and shook her head, forcing Sweet Pea to move over so she could lounge between them, even though he said she couldn’t be in the middle thanks to her small bladder. None of them seemed to remember that now.

They wrapped their arms around her, faces nuzzled into her neck affectionately as the three drifted off into a blissful sleep in their new bed.

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stattic-writes · 4 years

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Two For One Pt. 2

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serpent-smi · 4 years

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Sweet pea x fangs

TW, cursing, crime, jail, terrible writing

This is legit my first fanfic ever written so please be kind. Constructive criticism is encouraged. This is for riverdale bingo as swangs! @riverdalebingo

Summary: swangs simple quest turns into a huge ordeal with the police simply because they are from the wrong side of the tracks. Softer sweet pea.

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“I can’t believe I let you talk me into this.” sighing in disbelief.

“Shut up Fangs,”

In theory our plan wasn’t bad. I mean it’s not even illegal. It was winter break and we had scraped up our money from doing odd jobs to buy some pops. I mean we’re just two preteens who desperately want food. I stole a glance with pea as the breeze gave us goosebumps. He was looking over the bridge the last protection we had from the northside, and we were gonna cross. Even though Pea would sooner jump into the icy water that was sweetwater river, I could tell he was worried. “No going back now let’s do this.” I said clapping him on the back. Quickly he started moving again.

The way he swung the bat was so hot. It was like he was unstoppable. We were however, scurrying between alleyways at the moment like drowning rats. We were so close to our goal when there suddenly was a loud bang. Pea swung around so quick I didn’t think it was even humanly possible. After seeing I was fine we stupidly turned onto the final alley. A guy was pushing a scrawny dude into pop’s dumpster.

“Get the fuck off him!”

Just because we’re from the wrong side of the tracks, don’t mean we’re bad people. Even if being a bad person would get us out of this shit. We pulled the bully off and recognized him as the Reggie Mantle. He was infamous for his reputation for hating all Southsiders.

“You snakes are gonna get bite if you lay a Hand on me again,” Reggies spoke venomously. The scrawny dude looked bloody terrified. “Look dickwad leaves the poor guy alone, and we’ll have no issues here.” Pea defended. I just stood there silently, this is gonna go bad isn’t it? Instead of replying he fucking spit on my damn face! “What the hell?” I shouted. I pushed him against the dumpster with all my force. And just on fucking cue of course the blue and red lights lit up the alleyway. All we wanted was to try pops for the first time.

Pea immediately ripped my arm away and rushed down the alley. Unfortunately, we just weren’t quick enough. They tackled us to the grimy wet street the neon sign of pops in our sights. We should have known better. The cold metal cuffs were put on way too tightly. They put us in separate patrol cars, despite my protests. We had never been hauled in by the police before, and we were terrified.

When we arrived at the station, I immediately shouted at Sweet pea. “You’ll be fine sweets. We didn’t do anything wrong!” Tears were stinging my eyes, but I knew I had to be strong for him. I was his rock he didn’t have anyone else. I was hauled into interrogation first.

“What were you planning on doing to him?” Keller questioned. I didn’t reply because that would be stupid. This went on for a while, his stupid questions and my continuous silence. All I could think about was Pea, and I had stopped paying attention all together. “Why were you even on the northside kid? I mean you and your buddy with the bat don’t belong here.”This question has brought me out of my thoughts because he mentioned Sweet pea. “We just wanted to try pops,” I whispered. We’re fucking kids and all we wanted was some food. Yet here we are sitting in a police station because what we look the wrong way?

Finally, he had put me in the same cell as pea. He was in the corner with his head in between his knees. I could hear him crying. Desperately I crouched down in front of him. Placing my hands on his head to make him meet my gaze. Except when he did his caramel skin was now shades or green and blue. His breathing was panicked. He was panicking, my boy was panicking. I quickly grabbed his clammy hands rubbing circles in them. I slowly wrapped my arms around him and gently rubbed circles into his back. “It’s over now pea; it’s all over I’m here pea.” I whispered to him over and over again. Eventually, he fell asleep leaving me alone with my thoughts.

I woke quickly to pea shaking me. “We’re being released fangs! We get to leave now get your ass up!,” he said excitedly. When we made it outside the sunshine illuminated his battered face. Regardless of the injuries he sustained his handsomeness was still the same. “Fuck the northside!” he shouted a grin making it onto his face. I laughed at his new-found happiness. His hand softly grasped my face pulling me towards his lips. Hungrily he quickly planted his lips on mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck desperately trying to be closer. His hands went from my back to my ass. He squeezed making me gasp just long enough for him to slip his tounge in. When we finally pulled apart for air, we just stared into each other’s eyes. Our first kiss was intense in front of the damn police station. “Screw the northside I’d rather fuck you,”

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dauntless-gothamite · 5 years

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An Aroace in Need of Space...and Hamburgers [2/8]

part 1 | ao3

Chapter 2: Meeting New People is Kind of Weird

"Hey guys," Jughead said, sliding into the booth near the back of Pop's his friends had chosen, inwardly relieved that the new girl, Veronica, wasn't there yet. Archie smiled and moved over, allowing Jughead to sit down next to him.

"Hey, Jug. How's it going? Better than this morning, I hope" Betty asked, a mischievous smile playing across her lips. Jughead raised his blue-green eyes to meet her lighter sky-colored ones, doing his best to maintain a straight face. Betty raised an eyebrow, deciding to go along with Jughead's antics. In response, he quirked one corner of his mouth into a slight smirk, and both he and Betty burst into fits of laughter giving up the act.

"I still don't understand the game you two play, is it some kind of code? I mean, it does sound like something Jughead would do. But you, Betty? I don't think so" Archie said, shaking his head in confusion and moving his hands animatedly between the Betty and Jughead. The two shared a quick glance before bursting into laughter once again, causing Archie to throw his hands up and lean back in exasperation.

"Archie, we don't have a secret code or game or anything like that," Betty said once she had regained her composure. "It's just nonverbal communication, like when a teacher says to work with a partner and you make eye contact with the person you want to be partners with."

"Only it just kind of turns into a contest of who can hold out longer before laughing," Jughead added, having finally recovered from his seemingly uncontrollable laughter.

"Although, you do make a good point, Archie." Betty continued, "Jughead would definitely make up a secret code." All three of them laughed at that, when the small bell that alerted the workers to new customers rang, causing them all to look up at the door.

A girl with dark, shiny hair and tanned skin stepped through the door, looked around quickly, and smiled when she saw Archie and Betty, sitting at a booth. There was someone else at the table, she assumed he was their friend Jughead; Betty had mentioned he might be there. Her heels clicked against the floor as she made her way towards where the group was sitting, and Betty looked over her shoulder to smile at Veronica, wanting her to feel welcome.

"Hey, V, how's it going?" Betty asked as Veronica took a seat next to her.

"Oh, you know, just unpacking boxes so that I actually have clothes to wear besides this," she replied, gesturing at the outfit she was wearing. Betty gave her a look of condolence before Veronica turned towards the table so she was no longer just speaking to Betty.

"Hey Archie" she said, a slight blush spreading across her cheeks.

"Hey," Archie responded. Jughead was about to introduce himself when Archie said "so, this weekend if you need any help unpacking, just let me know; I'm happy to help you and your family move in." Now it was his turn to blush a little, smiling as he saw Veronica nodding at him from across the table.

Turning once more, Veronica extended her hand to shake Jughead's. "I don't think we've been formally introduced; I'm Veronica Lodge."

"Jughead Jones," Jughead said, shaking Veronica's hand. He was about to ask Veronica how she liked the town so far, how school was going, and other questions that came up when engaging in small talk when a waitress appeared at their table, four menus in hand.

"Hi, welcome to Pop's, I'll be with you shortly" she said, handing out the menus before walking away to wait on another table. Veronica opened her menu, deciding what to order, a little confused as to why no one else was opening theirs. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion, glancing around the table, and Jughead realized she probably felt like they were all staring at her, which would make anyone uncomfortable.

"We come here a lot. And when I say a lot, I mean so often that it cannot possibly be healthy. I'm pretty sure we all have the menu memorized" Jughead said lightly, as he looked at Veronica. She laughed a little and seemed to relax, glad someone had picked up her discomfort and was able to lighten the mood.

A couple minutes later, the waitress returned to collect their orders. Paper in hand, poised to copy the order, she looked to Betty, waiting to hear her order.

"I'd like a fruit cup, an order of fries, and a strawberry milkshake, please" Betty ordered politely, a sweet smile on her face. Veronica was up next, and she ordered a grilled cheese and chocolate milkshake, and--after some encouragement from those around her--a bag of potato chips. After Veronica was finished ordering, the waitress turned to Archie, who asked for a sprite and a large order of chili fries.

The waitress turned to give the order to Pop, paused to look over her shoulder at Jughead, not even bothering with her pencil and paper, before saying "the usual, right?"

Jughead smiled in return and said "yes ma'am," giving a two finger salute as he said so. "You know me so well," he called to the retreating waitress, and laughs could be heard from both her and Pop at that.

"Wow, I guess you really do come here often," Veronica said, her eyebrows raised, and the whole table laughed and nodded in confirmation.

About an hour later, after everyone had finished eating, the waitress returned with the bill, and Archie, Betty, and Jughead started to pull money out of their wallets, prepared to form a small pile in the middle of the table. But before they could get that far, Veronica stopped them.

"Wait!" she called out. "I got this one, guys. It was really nice of you all to take me out to dinner and tell me about the town, and I want to thank you, so let me get the check." Archie and Betty started to protest as Jughead just sat there, shocked. It was rare for people to be so generous with their money, and it caught him off guard for someone to offer to pay the bill. He finally came out of his dazed state, about to say there was no way she should be the one to pay the bill, but Veronica raised a finger, silencing the table. "I won't take no for an answer, so I recommend you stop trying to change my mind. Now, I need to get home soon, otherwise my parents won't be too keen on the idea of me hanging out with you in the future. Thanks for a fun evening, see you around!" she said, grabbing her credit card from the waitress--who none of them had even seen take Veronica's card in the first place--and with that, she walked out of Pop's, three shocked teenagers staring after her. Silence hung in the air as Archie, Betty, and Jughead gathered their things and began to leave, sure to thank Pop on the way out. The trio waved to each other as they went their separate ways, all of them tired and eager to finish up their homework and get some sleep.

As Betty and Archie drove off towards the Northside, Jughead finished strapping his helmet on and was about to mount his motorcycle, when he his phone's text alert sounded. He rolled his eyes as he pulled his phone from his pocket, assuming it was just his dad telling him to get home. Instead, he saw he had a text from Kevin, which read: I emailed you the stuff you need. Thanks again, see you tomorrow.

Great, Jughead thought. Now how am I supposed to be able to sleep when I have all this new material at my fingertips? "This is going to be a long night," he muttered to himself before driving South towards his trailer.

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southsidewrites · 5 years

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The One with the Videotape || Sweet Pea x Reader

Summary: You and Sweet Pea get into a silly fight about who hit on who first, and the evidence is buried in a video that also contains your first time having sex. Based on the F.R.I.E.N.D.S. episode of the same name.

Word Count: 5359

Warnings: language, mentions of sex

Author’s Note: This one was requested by so many people that I just had to do it. It’s definitely one of my favorite episodes, too, so I hope I did it justice. As always, if there’s an episode you really love and I haven’t written yet, feel free to send me a request!

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“No, I love you more,” you murmured, brushing the hair away from Sweet Pea’s face and pressing a kiss into his lips. Pressed up against him, you could feel his heart beating in his chest. As you planted soft kissed around his lips, all you could think about was how lucky you were to have him.

“Are you sure, princess? Because I think I love you more,” he replied, grinning widely and pulling you even closer to him on the couch. You had been sitting at the Wyrm with your friends for hours, taking advantage of free drinks whole Toni bartended and getting more and more affectionate as the night went on.

“And I love you both the mostest of all,” Jughead said with a disgusted look as he plopped onto the couch next to you. “Disgusting.”

“I almost liked it better when they hated each other,” Betty added, hopping onto the wobbly, old pool table and tucking her legs underneath her.

“What, don’t want to sit with us, Cooper?” Sweet Pea asked, his fingertips still digging into your hips.

She made a face and shook her head. “I’m good over here.”

Fangs laughed, kicking his feet up on an extra barstool as Toni brought over another round of drinks. “I still don’t get how this even happened. I mean, you guys went from not liking each other, to sort of being friends, and now you’re basically fucking on the couch in the Wyrm. I just don’t see how that works.”

“None of us do,” Toni sighed, pulling up and empty seat and twisting the cap off her beer. “I’m betting their hormones just got the best of them one day.”

“Ha, ha,” you intoned. “Funny, guys.” You slid off Sweet Pea’s lap and onto the open spot between him and Jughead.

“But really?” Betty asked. “How did it happen?”

“And how many times did it happen?” Fangs asked with a sly grin.

“Dear Lord,” you sighed. Trying not to smile, you took Sweet Pea’s hand in yours. “I suppose if you really want to know, though, it’s not that interesting of a story.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, I don’t want your commentary, Y/N,” Fangs said. “I just want the details. How’d it go down?”

“Well, it was about three months before Betty and Jughead’s wedding,” you started. “So, like, six months ago, and I had just gotten off work. When I got back to the apartment, Pea was there because he had been hanging out with Fangs or something.”

Fangs grinned at Sweet Pea. “You’re welcome, man.”

Sweet Pea rolled his eyes, but he couldn’t help but smile. “Yeah, thanks.”

“Anyways,” you resumed. “I had a ton of stuff to get done, and Sweet Pea offered to help me out. We had a little wine, started talking, and out of nowhere, he started hitting on me.”

Sweet Pea laughed. “Oh come on, that’s a little misleading, babe.”

“What do you mean?”

“That I came on to you,” he replied, looking confused. “That’s a little misleading.”

“No, it’s not,” you argued, giving him a pointed look. “You totally instigated.”

“Now, that’s just false, babe,” he replied, his lips pressing into a tight line. “It was absolutely you. Whatever, though. We’re together, we’re happy, and it doesn’t matter who came on to who.”

“I mean, no, but you kissed me first.” You crossed your arms, daring him to argue.

Around you, your friends had gotten quiet. Fangs was watching with rapt attention, barely taking a sip from his beer. Toni was just shaking her head, pulling out her phone to text Cheryl. Betty and Jughead seemed to want to laugh, but they were both smart enough not to.

“Y/N, you were basically begging me to kiss you,” Sweet Pea insisted. “You were sending me signals all over the place.”

“I was sending you signals?” you scoffed. “Yeah, sure, Sweet Pea, that’s what happened.”

“It was, actually.”

You let out a harsh laugh. “Oh please, does anyone here think that I would send Sweet Pea begging signals. Show of hands, please.”

Sweet Pea raised his hand, and everything else awkwardly tried to avoid eye contact.

“Really, Fangs?” Sweet Pea demanded. “Even you? Even you’re siding with her?”

“It’s not sides, Pea. It’s just…” he trailed off, knowing better than to finish the sentence.

“Well, fine, you know what? It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter what any of you believe!” His voice was steadily climbing in pitch. “What matters is what happened.”

You crossed your arms, trying to keep your temper in check. You weren’t one to blow up over nothing, but you weren’t about to stand by as Sweet Pea completely misrepresented the situation. “Okay, then, these signals. Tell me about them, Sweet Pea, because I might need to be more careful. I mean, what if I’m accidentally sending those signals now? I wouldn’t want to hit on Fangs or Jughead, would I?”

“You know what, Y/N, just drop it. Really, it doesn’t matter.”

“No, it does.” You held your ground. “It matters a lot to me. Please, show me how I begged you.”

“Fine, I will,” he snapped. “I have it on video.”

Everyone fell silent, and you dropped your arms to your sides, your mouth falling open. “You have what?”

“I—um—it’s an expression.”

The next day, you had yet to have a rational conversation with Sweet Pea. Sure, the whole argument of who had hit on who had been annoying, but it had also been stupid. As for why he thought it was even sort of okay to film you having sex without your permission, that you couldn’t even begin to wrap your mind around. You had refused to talk to him since he revealed it, not trusting yourself to stay calm enough to keep your relationship intact.

Sweet Pea sat in Betty and Jughead’s apartment, picking at his plate of pancakes as Toni chewed him out for being such an idiot and Fangs watched with an amused smirk.

“I mean, come on Sweet Pea, what kind of perv films someone without permission?”

“I—”

“It’s just wrong, Pea, not to mention illegal. You’re lucky Y/N’s not pressing charges, really, and it’s—”

“Toni, I am not a perv.”

“Yeah, sure that’s what they all say—it’s practically the pervy motto. They have you raise your right hand, stick your left hand down your pants, and—"

“Will you please let me explain, Topaz?” he snapped. “It’s bad enough that Y/N kicked me out for the night, and now you won’t even let me defend myself.”

“Fine.” She crossed her arms and gave him a cold look. “Do your best to make this not creepy.”

“I didn’t mean to film Y/N. Fangs can back me up on this.” He looked to Fangs hopefully. “So, remember when I—um—came to you with a bit of a problem, Fangs? A personal thing?”

“Personal thing?” He cocked his head. “What personal thing? I don’t remember that at all.”

“About—” He sighed. “About sex?”

Fangs just stared blankly.

“That I hadn’t had sex in like a year?”

“Yeah, no shit, man,” Fangs laughed. “Of course, I remember.”

~Six Months Earlier~

Not even bothering to knock, Sweet Pea burst through the door of his friends’ apartment. Fangs, who had been sitting in his ancient recliner eating an impressively thick sandwich, looked up with a start.

“What the heck, man, ever heard of knocking? I could have been having sex or something.”

Sweet Pea directed a pointed look at his sandwich. “Yeah, okay, man. Are Toni or Y/N here?”

“Nope,” Fangs replied, taking another bite of his sandwich. “They went to get coffee and manicures or something.”

“And you weren’t invited?” Sweet Pea teased.

Fangs’ eyebrows furrowed, and he shook his head. “No, I totally was. I just have an audition later, so I needed to stay back. So, what’s up?”

Sweet Pea flopped onto the couch, already over his lame joke, and let out a long breath. “I need some advice.”

“With?”

He bit his lip, struggling with how to put it into words. “You know how everyone’s kind of been giving me crap about being single for so long?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, you see, it’s more than that. I—um—well, I’ve been so busy with the bar and, I—”

“Spit it the fuck out, man.”

“I haven’t had sex in a year.”

There was a beat, and the Fangs burst out in laughter, nearly dropping his sandwich as he tried to contain himself. “Wait, what, really? Really, dude? A year? How the heck does that happen? You’re great with women.”

“Yeah, that’s what I thought, too, but…” he trailed off. “But, you know, it’s helping me appreciate the smaller things in life. Like the smell of roses, the color of the sky.”

“The sky’s blue, Sweet Pea, and I just had sex yesterday!”

Sweet Pea sunk deeper into the couch with a groan. “I know, I know.” He managed to sit himself up a little bit. “And I hate myself for even needing to ask this, but—I need help, Fangs. I have a date tonight, and I just need it to go well.”

“Okay, okay,” he laughed. “I’ll help you out. I’ve got the perfect thing—it’s this story I came up with, insanely romantic. Anyone who hears it basically starts ripping their clothes off right there.”

“Really? Tell me.”

“Okay, yeah.” Fangs finally set aside his sandwich to face his friend. “Just be aware, man, this story will undoubtedly make you want to have sex with me, and while my offer still stands, I understand that you prefer—”

“Just get on with it, Fangs! I’m not that desperate yet.”

“Alright.” He cleared his throat. “Years ago, when I was backpacking across Western Europe…”

Sweet Pea scoffed. “You were backpacking across Western Europe?”

Fangs shot out his seat to hold open the apartment door. “Have a nice, sexless date, tonight Sweet Pea!”

“Hey, hey, I’m sorry.” Sweet Pea lifted his hands in surrender, trying not to laugh. “Please, tell me the rest. You were backpacking in Western Europe, and…”

With a huff, Fangs sat back down. He shook it off and resumed. “I was just outside Barcelona, hiking in the foothills of Mount Tibidabo. I was coming to the end of the path, and I came across a clearing. There was a lake there, very secluded. All around me, there were tall trees.” His voice dropped to a suspenseful whisper. “And in the distance, across the lake, I saw…a beautiful woman. She was bathing herself, but she was crying.”

Sweet Pea’s eyes were big, and for a moment, he seemed to forget how to breathe. “Why? Why was she crying, Fangs?”

“I’m so glad we did this, Sweet Pea,” Melody said, taking a glass of wine and sitting down on the couch. “It’s been so long since we’ve seen each other, and running into you the other day was just too crazy.”

“It was, wasn’t it?” Sweet Pea sat down next to her on the couch, his own wine glass in hand.

“And this wine—it’s amazing. What is it?”

“Well, it’s—” Sweet Pea stopped, recognizing this moment as the perfect opportunity to make a move. “It’s from Spain, Barcelona, actually. I got it while I was backpacking there a few years ago.”

“Really? That’s awesome. Did you know I did a year there during undergrad?”

Sweet Pea’s mouth fell open, and he managed to shake his head. “No, I—um—I most certainly did not.” He took a huge sip of wine and swallowed hard. He was in too deep to turn back now. “But yeah, I was hiking, and—”

“I love hiking!”

“Great…” Sweet Pea drawled, his smile growing downright painful to maintain. “So I was hiking in the foothills of Mount Tibidayboo—”

Melody quirked her head to the side. “Isn’t that Mount Tibidabo?”

“Yeah, that,” he snapped, shaking his head and finishing off the rest of his wine. “How about you just tell the damn story?”

The door slammed open, and Fangs nearly jumped out of his chair to see a very angry Sweet Pea rushing into his apartment.

“Hey, man, aren’t you supposed to be on a date with a former Pussycat?”

“No shit, man, can’t you tell? I’m across the street having sex with her right now. Your story’s garbage, man!”

“No, it’s not,” Fangs argued, getting up to face his increasingly angry friend. “If it didn’t work for you, you didn’t tell it right. Show me how you did it.”

“There’s no way I’m doing that.”

Fangs leaned against the counter, smirking with amusement. “And how long has it been since you’ve seen a woman naked?”

“I was backpacking across Western Europe, and—”

“I’m not feeling it.” Still grinning, Fangs pulled a beer out of the fridge and sat on the counter. “Try again.”

Sweet Pea took a deep breath. Everything in him wanted to punch the smirk off Fangs’ dumb face. “I was just outside of Barcelona hiking…”

“No, no, no! Sweet Pea! This is terrible. I’m not hot, are you hot?”

“It’s been a year!” he shouted, clenching his fists. “I’m always hot!”

“Well, you’re not selling it, Sweet Pea.” Fangs hopped off the counter and gave him a hard look. “It’s like—like, you don’t believe it. Look, man, I need to go. I have a date tonight, but I’m going to give you some homework.” He set down his beer and walked into his room, returning with an iPad. “You’re going to do what I do when I’m prepping for an audition. Record yourself, play it back, see how fucking lame you sound, and work on improving. Try adding some hand gestures or emotions or something.”

Still fuming, Sweet Pea snatched the iPad and the remainder of Fangs’ beer. “Fine, I’ll try it.”

“Good.” Fangs gave him a skeptical look. “Are you going to be good to get home?”

“I live across the street, dumbass. I’ll be fine!”

“Jeez, chill, man.” Fangs grabbed his coat and started for the door. “I’ll see you later.”

“See you later.” Sweet Pea took a big sip of the beer and got to work setting up the iPad on the TV stand, facing the couch. Once it was in place, he took a seat on the couch and took a deep breath. “This is so stupid, so fucking stupid.” He cleared his throat and started again.

“Well, you see, I was backpacking across Western Europe, and—”

The door flew open, and Sweet Pea snapped his mouth shut.

“Sweet Pea? What are you doing here?”

“Oh, Y/N, I was—um—Fangs and I were having a beer, and then he had to leave for a date, so I figured I’d stay and finish.”

Not in the mood to deal with his weird tone, you just nodded. “Okay, cool. Since you’re here, you have to help me with something.”

“So, yeah, when she came in, I got distracted and totally forgot about the camera.” Sweet Pea shook his head. “It just kept going and recorded everything. Damn thing had some insane battery life.”

“Not to mention storage room,” Toni added, giving Fangs an impressed look.

“What can I say? I only buy the best.” He paused and looked between Toni and Sweet Pea. “So, we’re going to need to see that video.”

Toni gave Fangs a dumbfounded look, shaking her head.

“What a great idea!” Sweet Pea sneered. “That’ll get Y/N to forgive me.”

“You’re right, you’re right,” Fangs drawled. “We should probably just forget about it entirely.” He snuck a glance at Toni and then winked at Sweet Pea.

“Did you just wink at him?” Toni asked, shaking her head with disgust. “Do you really think he’d sink so low to show a sex tape of his girlfriend?”

“Jeez, you guys are so touchy.” Fangs pulled his phone out of his pocket. “It was just an idea.”

Not wanting to deal with Fangs’ nonsense any longer, Sweet Pea stormed out of the apartment.

Still fuming from the realizations of the night before, you crossed the hall to Betty and Jughead’s apartment to see Toni, Fangs, Jughead, and Betty sitting around the kitchen table.

“Is Sweet Pea still here?”

Jughead looked up, his eyes wide when he saw just how angry you still were. “Nope, he just left like a minute before Betty and I got home actually.”

“Damn.” You sunk into the open chair. “I actually thought I might be ready to talk to him.” You looked up at your friends and let out a miserable sigh. “I just can’t believe he would do something like that.”

“Y/N,” Fangs said, taking your hand in his. “I know it sucks, but he told us what happened, and really, it sounds like it was an honest mistake.”

“Honest mistake? How does one mistakenly film a sex tape?” Your voice rose in pitch as you tugged your hand away from him. “How would you like it if I had sex with you and taped it?”

Fangs grinned lasciviously, and you smacked the back of his head. “Oh, forget it.”

Before you could get another word out, Sweet Pea rushed into the apartment, the iPad in his hands. When he saw you, he froze, completely at a loss for words. “Y/N, I—”

“What?” you snapped, the word coming out sharper than you intended. “Here to tell me this was all just an honest mistake?”

Sweet Pea took a cautious step forward, recognizing the venom in your tone and not trusting that you wouldn’t snap completely. “Babe, I know this is hard to believe, but it was. It really was an honest mistake. I swear, I didn’t even watch it.” He held out the iPad carefully. “I thought you might want to do the honors yourself. It’s already deleted from iCloud and everything, so all you have to do it delete the original file.”

You took the iPad from him, clicking it on and navigating to the video folder. The thumbnail was innocuous enough—just a blurry image of Sweet Pea with his back to the camera. You knew better, though. Hidden in that little thumbnail was a recording of you and Sweet Pea having sex.

“Thank you, Sweet Pea.” Slowly, you set the iPad on the table, but just as your finger was about to hit the screen, the room exploded.

“No, wait!” Fangs shouted.

Toni was shaking her head furiously. “Not yet!

Even Jughead had leaped from his seat. He was holding his hands out toward you like he was considering taking you out. Betty was standing behind him, her eyes wide in shock at the scene unfolding around her.

“What the hell, guys?”

“The video,” Toni said quickly. “The video you’re about to delete has the only proof of who hit on who. To settle the argument once and for all.”

“Seriously?” You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. “You seriously want me to show you guys this video?”

“Not the sex part,” Jughead replied with a cringe. “No one in their right mind would want to see that. We just want to see the stuff leading up to it.”

“No way.”

“Forget it, guys,” Sweet Pea said, his voice firm. “She’s deleting it, and that’s that.”

“Fine, fine,” Toni drawled, “Guess we’ll just have to come up with some other way to settle who hit on who first.”

“Toni,” Sweet Pea said. “Drop it—it’s Y/N’s decision, and if she wants the video deleted, she can delete the video. Case closed. End of story.”

Slowly, your eyes narrowed, and you turned to face Sweet Pea as a new suspicion dawned on you. “Actually, I want to see it.”

“What?” he demanded, his eyebrows furrowing. “What the hell are you talking about?”

“Clearly, you don’t want people to see this video,” you answered, your voice low as you took a slow step toward him. “Now, I don’t want them to see it either, but you so badly don’t want people to see it that it makes me want people to see it.”

“That’s literally insane, Y/N. I don’t want people to see it for your sake.”

“Are we watching the video or not, guys?” Fangs asked, his HDMI cord in hand as he nearly hopped with anticipation. “Because if we are, we’re putting it on the big screen.”

Still holding Sweet Pea’s gaze, you handed Fangs the iPad. Sweet Pea was standing with his arms crossed, using his height to an advantage in an attempt to be intimidating, but you weren’t having it. “So you say you don’t want people seeing it for my sake, but I don’t think I believe you.” You crossed your arms and closed the distance between you, looking up defiantly. “I think that you just don’t want everyone to see you beg.”

“You sound pretty confident for someone who’s going to be eating her words in a few minutes,” he replied, his lips curving into a smirk that you couldn’t help but be attracted to.

With a huff, you both sat down on the couch. Somehow, in less than a minute, Fangs had set up the iPad on the TV, dimmed the lights, and made himself a bowl of popcorn. All you could do was roll your eyes as he and Jughead started eating.

“Are we ready?” Toni asked, ready to hit play.

“Ready,” you snapped, glaring at Sweet Pea.

“Born ready,” he replied, glaring right back.

Toni hit play.

“What do you need help with?” he asked, setting his drink on the coffee table.

“These.” You dropped two huge boxes on the floor in front of him. “Invitations. I fucked up so badly—I was supposed to send these out for Betty like three weeks ago, and I—I—”

“You procrastinated until the very last second, and now you’re out of time,” he continued, grinning at you in a way that made your heart start doing backflips.

“Yeah, that.”

Jughead’s jaw had dropped, and you quickly scooted away from Betty. Even though it meant squishing you into Sweet Pea’s side, you had to get away from her before she could react to what you had just seen.

“Sweetie, it’s okay,” Betty said, her voice taking on a bit of a crazy edge as she took your hand in hers. “Everyone made it to the wedding—everything’s fine. I’m fine.”

“Really?” you squeaked, causing Sweet Pea to instinctively wrap a protective arm around you. “Because you’re kind of crushing my hand.”

She nodded, smiling softly. “I know.”

“I just cannot believe I did this,” you sighed, taking a large sip of the wine you had poured. “I mean, especially after Betty just went on, and on, and on about it.” Starting to feel the buzz of the wine, you did your best Betty impersonation. “Okay, Y/N, here are the invitations, Y/N. Be very careful with them, Y/N. No liquids near the invitations, Y/N. You better be able to handle this, Y/N.”

Sweet Pea laughed as you precariously tipped your wine glass over the piles of intricate white invitations.

“Woah-oh! Better not spill my wine. Betty would kill me if I spilled my wine.”

Jughead’s jaw had dropped comically further, and he was shaking his head. “Did you animals do it on our invitations?”

There was a moment of silence, and Sweet Pea gulped hard. “Not the ones we sent out.”

He shot out of his seat to grab a frame from the TV stand and slam it onto the coffee table. “Oh, good, so you just fucked on the ones you gave back to us to have framed!”

You frantically started fast-forwarding, not remembering what other stupid things you might have said, but sure that they were stupid. When it looked like you were in the clear, you hit play again.

“Can you believe this is really happening?” Sweet Pea asked. “It feels like it was just last week we were all sitting at Pop’s drinking milkshakes and ignoring our homework.”

You laughed, sealing another envelope and adding it to the growing pile. “Yeah, now that Betty and Jughead are getting married, it’s starting to feel like we’re real adults.” You smiled softly. “Even though a milkshake from Pop’s does sound really good right now.”

“A milkshake from Pop’s always sounds really good.” He took another sip of his beer, and then looked at you, his brown eyes radiating warmth. “Remember the night of their engagement?”

“How could I forget?” You smiled softly at the memory. “It was the Uktena Day festival—Toni was so thrilled the name change finally went through, Fangs was hitting on Kevin like nobody’s business…”

“And we were…”

“And we had bailed on everyone to walk down to Sweetwater River,” you finished for him, almost certain you were blushing. “We reached that spot—the one just below the bridge, and just when I thought you might kiss me…”

“Jughead.” He made a face. “Poor guy forgot he left the ring at my place, and we had to get there and back before the fireworks or else his epic proposal would be ruined.”

“Sweet Pea,” you said, your heart feeling like it might leap out of your chest. “If he hadn’t—hadn’t interrupted, do you think we would have kissed?”

“I mean—” he stuttered, running his hand through his messy hair. “I know I wanted to. I just wasn’t sure if you wanted to.”

“Oh, I wanted to.”

“So we both wanted to.”

The words made your stomach erupt with a million butterflies. “Interesting.”

“Yeah.” He paused and took another sip of his drink. “Anyway, it—um—it probably worked out for the best.”

“Oh yeah, of course.”

“And in about ten seconds, you’re going to see him kiss me,” you said smugly, grinning triumphantly at your boyfriend.

“And in about five seconds, you’ll see why,” he answered, shaking his head with a knowing smile.

You watched intently, so ready to wipe that smug look off his face. On the screen, you had scooted closer to Sweet Pea, closing the gap on the couch. You had set your wine down, placing a hand on his knee.

“Hey, Sweet Pea, have I ever told you about the time I went backpacking through Western Europe during my semester abroad?”

The room went silent. Everyone’s jaws had dropped, and they were gaping at you like you had just sprouted a second head.

“What, guys? Get ready to see some begging!”

Next to you, Sweet Pea was clutching his sides, nearly shaking the couch with silent laughter.

“You came on to Sweet Pea,” Toni said, her look of shock morphing into a wide smile.

“What?” you demanded. “What are you talking about?”

“You used the Europe story!” Betty’s hand was over her mouth in an attempt to hold back her laughter.

Fangs had flown out of his seat, knocking his popcorn on the floor so he could gesticulate wildly. “That’s the magic story you use when you want to have sex!”

“What?” You got up from the couch, giving him a dirty look. “How do you know about that story?”

“How do you know about that story?”

“I heard it from Nancy Woods who heard it from some guy!”

He raised his hand, smiling proudly. “Some guy!”

“No.” Your shoulders sunk. “No, no, no, no. She told me it was some guy she slept with.”

He pointed firmly to himself. “Some guy she slept with.”

Your jaw dropped. “You slept with Nancy Woods?”

“Sure did.”

“And you told her the story?”

“Sure did.”

“That you made up?”

“Sure did.”

Restraining yourself from tackling him, you spun on your heels to face Sweet Pea. He had stopped laughing, but he was still smiling like he wanted to.

“You knew—when you wanted me to delete it. You knew that I used the story.”

“Yeah, I did. Fangs had just taught it to me that day, so when you started…” He stood up, opening his arms for a hug. “I’m sorry.”

You couldn’t help but shake your head as you wrapped your arms around him. “You really were trying to preserve my dignity.”

“Sure was.”

Rolling your eyes, you stood up on your tiptoes to meet his gaze. “I’m sorry I made such a huge deal of the whole thing, Pea. Can we please pretend this whole thing never happened?”

“I don’t know, babe, you seemed pretty convinced it was me who hit on you. I think I want to savor this moment for a little while—it’s not often you admit to being wrong.”

“Who said I admit to being wrong?” you replied, poking him in the side and earning an amused smile. “You were the one that started talking about that day at the festival—I was just taking cues from you.”

“My god, you’re insufferable.” He pressed his lips to yours, effectively silencing whatever snarky comeback you were sure to come up with. You melted into his arms, so much happier to be kissing him rather than fighting over some stupid video. As he pulled back, he smiled softly. “Love you, babe.”

“Love you more.”

“Can’t even let me win this one, can you?”

“Nope.”

That night, when you got back to your apartment, you still had the iPad in your possession. Fangs had told you to double and triple check that it was free of any and all inappropriate material before he started using it for auditions again.

“I still can’t believe that stupid story was Fangs’,” you muttered, setting the iPad on the table and sliding onto a chair. “And I can’t believe that it actually works.”

Sweet Pea laughed and kissed the top of your head before sitting down next to you. “Well, if it’s any consolation, it didn’t work for me when I tried it. Clearly, I don’t have the same seductive gifts you do.” He smirked and leaned in close for another kiss. “Don’t worry about it too much, though, babe. Trust me, even if you hadn’t busted out the story, I was going to make a move that night.”

“It was a pretty amazing night, wasn’t it?”

“It really was.”

You both paused, and then you bit your lip nervously. “Do you think it looked amazing?”

“I—uh—I don’t know.” He held the back of his neck nervously. “I mean, I honestly didn’t watch the whole thing.”

“Yeah, me neither, but…”

“Would that be weird?”

“Yeah, of course.” You nodded firmly. “It would be really weird.”

There was a beat, and then you both sprung into action. Sweet Pea rushed over to the TV, hooking up the iPad and getting everything set up. You darted to the door, locking it and sliding the deadbolt into place. You gave the knob a firm twist to make sure it was shut and yanked the curtains closed on your way to the couch.

Sweet Pea was already sitting, iPad in hand. “Good luck.”

“Good luck to you.”

He pushed play. “Mind if I mute it?”

“Please do.”

“Oh, there go the clothes.”

“You’re undressing really quickly.”

“A year, Y/N, a year.”

“Hmm…oh.”

“We don’t look half bad, babe.”

“That’s what I was thinking.” You squeezed his hand. “We look pretty good!”

“Nice tan.”

“Thanks!” you laughed. “I had just been at the beach that weekend.”

“Ah….”

“Had you been working out?”

“I had,” he replied with a grin.

“Really? Wow, this is so much better than I—”

“Oh no.”

“Yikes, that’s not a good look.”

“Oh! Oh!”

“Dear Lord, no!”

“No!”

“Oh, God!”

“No, no, no!”

“Make it stop—make it stop!”

“Ugh.”

“Please, stop!”

“That’s horrible.”

“For the love of God, Sweet Pea, make it stop!”

Simultaneously, you dove for the iPad, hitting pause. You both crumpled onto the floor, sighing with relief as you finally hit delete.

“Babe, we’re never making another sex tape,” Sweet Pea said, running his fingertips through your hair.

“Now, that I won’t fight you on.”

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Little Darlin’ : Chapter Four

Sweet Pea x OC, 1950′s AU

Warnings: abusive relationship, smoking, underage drinking, 😘😘

(violence, sexual content/smut in later chapters)

AN: I’ve FINALLY finished this damn chapter! Thank you all for being patient and for your support. I think i’ve figured out where I want this story to go?? I’ve been having a tough time figuring it out because i have waaaaaay too many ideas floating around in my head. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. As always, Let me know what you think or if you have any ideas or suggestions, my ask is open!

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Chapter Four: A Teenager’s Romance

“YOU HAD YOUR FIRST KISS!?!?!!”

Lily giggled into her pillow, her and Trish finally had a night to themselves and Lily spilled the beans about her night with Sweet Pea. Trish sat on the opposite end of Lily’s bed criss-cross-applesauce listening intently.

“Well…? How was it? I bet he’s a really good kisser.”

“It was…sweet.” Lily replayed the moment in her head for probably the millionth time.

“He must really like you, Lil’. I’m so happy for you!” She beamed at her friend. She loved seeing her like this, there was a new side of Lily that she hadn’t seen before Sweet Pea.

“So how’s everything going with Fangs?”

Trish sighed in contentment, her shoulders relaxing. “Lily he is just the most! I’ve never laughed so hard with anyone in my entire life, and he’s such a dreamboat. He makes me feel…special. And you know what?” Lily peered up at her expectantly, a small smile on her lips. “I think I’m in love!” Trish giggled, playfully outstretching her arms to the sky. The short sleeve of her silk pajama top slid up with the movement, revealing the skin up to her shoulder.

Lily noticed a couple of bruises on the newly exposed skin of her upper arm, it looked like someone had roughly grabbed her. “Trish? What is this from? Are you okay?”

Trish looked to her shoulder and immediately pulled her sleeve back down to cover it. “Oh, that? It’s nothing really.” She laughed it off, but Lily was far from convinced that it was “nothing”.

“I’ve just been such a klutz lately.”

“Trish...”

“Really Lily, I’m fine. Nothing I can’t handle.”

Archie must have suspected something was going on with Trish. Lily knew he had a temper, the two of them would get into arguments all of the time, but things had become physical recently.

Trish was quick to change the subject. “In other news, a little birdie told me you’re going on a date with Sweet Pea on Friday?”

Lily had been thinking about it since the night he asked to see her again. She’d get the jitters every time she would think about it. Her first real date. She’d wished she could have told her mom all about it like most girls could, but if she found out she was going out with a Serpent she would have her head on a stake.

“Yeah, I’m sort of nervous. I’ve never been on a real date before.”

“It’ll be incredible. Plus, me and Fangs might meet up with you guys at the drive-in, so I’ll be there for moral support.”

“I’m just worried. Maybe he doesn’t really like me and he’s just looking for a quick hookup or something? Do you think maybe I shouldn’t have kissed him?”

Trish shook her head. “Lil’ you’re completely overthinking it. It’s obvious that he likes you, and according to Fangs he’s never like this with most girls.”

Lily nodded her head, it was comforting to hear that. “I sure hope you’re right.”

It was now 5 minutes past 6 and Sweet Pea was nowhere to be seen. Her parents had their weekly game night with the Keller’s. Lily sat at the kitchen table, nervously fiddling with the gold cross around her neck. Though it had only been 5 minutes past the time he said he’d be there, she already began filling her head with doubt. Maybe he didn’t really like her? Did she scare him off by telling him her father was a holy man? Had she wasted her first kiss on some guy that would never talk to her again? She felt so silly, she never should have let her guard down like that. It was entirely unlike her.

Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the ring of the doorbell. Lily stood up from her chair collecting her small white clutch and raced to the front door, stopping by the full length mirror that hung in the hall to check her hair that she wore down in soft blonde waves. She decided to go for her usual minimal makeup look, just a bit of soft pink blush and mascara to accentuate her green eyes. She wore a pale pink floral dress and a pair of saddle shoes. She was ready. She took a deep breath and opened the front door, there he stood towering over her. He was dressed in his usual attire, Serpent jacket, white tee and black jeans. He was holding something behind his back.

“Hey”

“Hey yourself.” His eyes ran over her petite figure. He couldn’t believe how good she looked. She looked almost angelic. Lily was different from the other girls he had gone with in the past. Pea also wasn’t usually one to go for shorter girls. But he couldn’t deny the fact that he loved the way he towered over her.

Lily felt self conscious under his gaze. Did she do too much? She knew they were only going to Pop’s and then to the drive-in, but she had wanted to look nice. But the way Sweet Pea was looking at her in that moment made her second guess herself.

“Hey, I uh. Ehem” He cleared his throat. “I got you something.” He pulled his hand out from behind his back to reveal a small bouquet of ivory white flowers.

“They’re lilies, you know…Like your name. That’s what the guy at the-uh place said anyways. I dunno, it’s kind of lame…It was Toni’s ide-“

Lily walked up to the blabbering Serpent and planted a soft kiss to his cheek to shut him up. She accepted the bouquet that he held out to her, the sweet aroma of the flowers filling her senses.

“I love them, thank you Sweet Pea.”

He smiled down at her, nonchalantly shrugging his shoulders. “No problem, they were all my idea.”

Lily couldn’t help but roll her eyes, she locked the door behind her as they started toward the driveway. There was no sign of Sweet Pea’s truck. But there was a shiny black Ford De Luxe in near perfect condition. The paint glistened in the moonlight.

“This is a bit of an upgrade from the truck. Is it new?”

“Sorta, me and Jug have been fixing her up for a couple of months. We’re gonna race it down by Sweetwater River.”

“You race cars?”

“Sometimes just for fun, sometimes for pinks.”

“Well, she’s beautiful.”

Sweet Pea watched as Lily’s dainty finger glided over the smooth black exterior of the Ford De Luxe. If her face was anything to go by, she seemed impressed. He lifted his lips into a smirk, “She sure is.”

Lily looked up at him, realizing he was watching her. She looked down at her feet, smiling.

It was a Friday night, and Pop’s was in full swing. Sweet Pea and Lily walked in and spotted a booth in the back left corner and made a run for it before it was taken. They slid into their seats on opposite sides of the booth. A pretty blonde waitress skated over, her hair was tucked back in a high ponytail and she greeted them with a friendly smile. Lily recognized her as Betty Cooper. She lived the next street over from her, they had taken a few classes together. She was a very sweet, very smart girl.

“Lily! How are you? How’s your summer so far?”

“Hi, Betty!” She then noticed Sweet Pea on the opposite side of the booth.

“Hey Sweet Pea, how’ve you been?”

“Not too bad. Could we just get a couple of shakes? One chocolate and….” Sweet Pea looked over at Lily and then back to Betty “One vanilla.”

“Two shakes; one chocolate, one vanilla. You got it.” She flashed them a smile and skated back to the counter to put in their order.

“She’s a real nice girl, I’ve had a few classes with her.”

“Betty? Yeah, she stops by the Wyrm every once in awhile to see Jones. Turns out she’s one hell of a mechanic, she’s helped us out at the garage a few times.”

“I didn’t even know they were an item until I saw them at the Wyrm last week.”

“Yeah, most Northsiders don’t want people knowing they’re hanging around with Serpents. They’re keeping it low-key.”

A few minutes passed when Betty brought over their shakes and placed them on the table with the check. “There you guys are!” They both thanked her and dove into their shakes.

“Mmm, this is delicious. How’d you know vanilla was my favorite?” Lily questioned.

Sweet Pea shrugged, a smile threatening to break out. “Lucky guess.”

Sweet Pea watched her take a sip from her straw, she had a bit of whipped cream just below her bottom lip. Sweet Pea reached over and ran his thumb over the spot, lingering a bit over the bottom curve of her lip. The two locked eyes, and her stomach did a little flip.

Once they finished their shakes and payed the bill, the two hopped back in the car and made their way over to the drive in to meet up with Trish and Fangs. Cars littered the parking lot, mostly packed with teenagers and their dates. Lily’s father often warned her of the “dangers of the drive-in”. He claimed it was nothing but a hot spot for kids to meet up and do “unholy things.” Lily wasn’t entirely naive, she knew a lot of guys would bring girls there to make out, sometimes even more. Regardless, she genuinely liked the drive-in, Trish and her and been going there together for years. Some of their best memories took place there.

Sweet Pea spotted Fangs standing outside his car having a smoke. He pulled into the parking space next to him and rolled down his window to talk.

Fangs’ eyes lit up, roaming over the body of the fixed up car. “WOAH! Check her out!” Fangs circled around it, leaning in to check out the details. “We’re gonna kick those Ghoulies asses down at Sweetwater, in style.” Fangs had a wide, child-like grin on his face.

“She cleaned up pretty nice huh?”

“Hell yeah. I hardly even recognized the ole hunk of junk” He turned to Sweet Pea, he looked as though he had an epiphany. “SP, this car could be make-out city!”

Lily leaned forward and interrupted.“Hi Fangs.”

“Oh-uh. Hey Lily!” He said rather clumsily, “Didn’t see ya there.” Sweet Pea let out a deep sigh.

“Hey, Where’s Trish?”

“Turns out she’s not coming, said she had a “last minute commitment” or somethin’. I dunno. Figured I’d come check out the scene anyway.” That immediately worried Lily, she hoped everything was okay with Trish. It was unlike her to miss night out with Fangs. “Hey you guys want anything? I’m gonna hit the snack bar.”

“Nah, I’m cool man. Lily? Want anything?”

“Could you please grab me a bottle of coke?”

Fangs nodded. “You got it!” and strolled over to the snack bar, combing his hair back on the way over.

Lily watched as Sweat Pea took out a cigarette and brought it to his lips. He looked down at Lily and raised his eyebrows, “You want one?”

“Me? Oh, no. I’ve never smoked before.”

Sweet Pea gave her an amused look, “Ya don’t say?” He chuckled and blew out a cloud of smoke.

“You look really beautiful by the way. I don’t know if I already told you that.”

Lily blushed, “Thanks, you don’t look half bad yourself.”

“Glad you think so, darlin’.” Sweet Pea smiled, puffing on his cigarette. Lily watched as the smoke billowed out of the drivers side window.

“Hey Pea?”

“Hmm?”

“I had a really good time with you last weekend. I can’t thank you enough for inviting me.”

“Anytime you want to have some fun just let me know.”

“And thank you for the-“ She laughed nervously. “Well, you know.” She felt the heat crawl up to her cheeks.

“The kiss?” He looked at her, amused. He loved how shy she was, he found it very endearing.

“Yea, the kiss. It was…nice.”

“Well, kitten. There’s plenty more where that one came from.” Sweet Pea winked at the blonde, whose cheeks had since grown pink. The opening credits began, Sweet Pea tossed his cigarette out the window snaked his arm around Lily’s shoulders. She let her body sink into him. She smiled up at him and they locked eyes. Sweet Pea leaned his head in closer to the small blonde. His lips hovered just above hers when the back door to the car flung open, Fangs hopped in the back seat and slammed the door shut with a loud exhale. Sweet Pea pulled his head back and leaned back against his headrest. He closed his eyes in annoyance. If there was one thing that Sweet Pea hated Fangs for, it was his impeccable timing. Fangs extended his arm out between the two, a bottle of coke in his hand. “One pop for the missus.” Lily let out a soft laugh, taking the drink from his hand. “Thank you, Fangs.”

“No problem, toots.” Fangs sunk back in his seat, making himself comfortable as he shoveled a handful of buttery popcorn into his mouth. “Did I miss anything?” Sweet Pea rolled his eyes, glaring at his friend in the rearview mirror. “OOOO! I love the opening credits! It’s the one with the little dancing popcorn guy, I love it!” Fangs let out a laugh and began singing along with the music. “Let’s all go to the mooooovies! Let’s all go to the mooooooovies! Let’s all go to the mooooooviiiiiiiiiiii-UNH!” Sweet Pea had turned around and grabbed his friend by the collar of his leather jacket. Lily sat there, eyes glued to the screen trying to hold back her laughter.

“HEY- whats it to ya?!”

“Hit the pavement, Fogarty.”

“Oh come on SP, you’re not gonna make me watch the movie all by myself are ya?”

Sweet Pea nudged his head toward Lily, his eyebrows raising. Sweet Pea swore he watched the gears slowly begin to turn in Fangs’ head.

“OH. Oh, yeah. I’ll just catch up with you guys later then. Enjoy the movie.”

Fangs opened up the door, and sauntered away from the car with his bucket of popcorn.

“Sorry about him, he’s a pain in my ass.”

“No, thats okay. I think he’s rather funny.”

“Oh yeah, a regular Moe Howard.” Sweet Pea scoffed, he replaced his arm around Lily’s shoulders and continued watching the movie. Throughout the film, the pair took turns stealing glances at one another. Sweet Pea lightly caressed her shoulder, the small contact sending a shiver down her spine. Lily looked over to him.

“Do you like the movie? You seem distracted.”

“Oh, yeah. The movie’s great. I’ve just been thinking…”

“…About?” Lily looked at him curiously.

“This.” Sweet Pea placed his hand under her chin, guiding her lips to his. He placed a firm kiss against her lips and pulled back. Lily looked up at him under her lashes and pulled him closer to her, their lips connecting again. They moved against each other a little more than before. Lily’s fingers held tightly to the lapels of his leather jacket. Sweet Pea ran his tongue over her bottom lip and she let out a small gasp just as Sweet Pea slid his tongue between her lips. She let her tongue gently caress against his. She had never understood what could be so great about someones tongue in your mouth, it seemed disgusting. Although at first it caught her off-guard, but then she thought it was kind of nice. Different, but nice. She suddenly felt an unfamiliar ache deep down, an ache for something more. She let her fingers become tangled in his dark hair as Sweet Pea pulled her body closer to his. He let one hand slowly slide down her subtle curves and down to her waist. She involuntarily moved her body a little closer to his. She seemed like she was into it, so he dared to venture his hand a little further down her side past the curve of her hip and stopped at her knee. Lily let out a small sigh into his mouth. She had never felt as good a she did in that moment, yet she somehow wanted more. She wasn’t sure what “more” was exactly, but she yearned for it. Sweet Pea gently rubbed his thumb against the side of her knee and slowly started to creep up her leg, his fingers sliding just past the hem of her cotton dress and pushing the fabric up her soft thigh.

Lily jerked back. “Sweet Pea!” Lily said with a gasp, smoothing out her skirt and protectively wrapping her arms around herself. She was shocked. Mostly in shock of herself for letting things escalate so quickly, but also how her body hadn’t wanted him to stop.

“Sorry, I got carried away.” Sweet Pea looked at her apologetically, letting out a deep sigh. Sweet Pea really wasn’t used to taking things slow, he was used to drunken one night stands. He knew things with Lily would be different, she just wasn’t that type.

“I’m sorry. I’m just not used to this.” She admitted to him bashfully.

“Don’t worry about it. I’m not gonna force you to do anything.” He rubbed his hand over his face. “I’ll try to slow down.”

She thought it was sweet of him. Although admittedly, she wasn’t sure that she wanted him to slow down. Especially after that. “Thank you, you’re a real gentleman.”

“That’s a first. “ Sweet Pea gave her a small smile, what in the hell was he doing? He’d only hung out with this chick a handful of times and it was as though she had cast a spell on him.

His thoughts were interrupted by a second gasp from Lily. He looked over to the girl to see her ducked down in the passenger seat.

“You okay, blondie? What’s with the freak out?”

Lily looked over at him with worried eyes. “It’s Trish!”

“I thought Fangs said she wasn’t coming? What are you hiding for?”

“She’s here with Archie.”

Sweet pea looked out the windshield of the car and low and behold, there stood Archie Andrews with his arm around the leggy redhead. They were talking with Moose Mason and Midge Klump. “Ah, shit.” Sweet Pea hoped Fangs wouldn’t bump into them. He knew it would crush him.

And just like that, Fangs’ impeccable timing struck once again. He was looking down at his bucket of popcorn, tossing a few pieces into his mouth when he looked up and saw them. Archie Andrews walking with his arm around a girl. His girl. Sweet Pea watched his best friend’s face drop at the sight. He tried to sneak by the couple without going noticed, but Archie had spotted him as soon as he turned down that row of cars.

“Well, well, well. I didn’t know Southside put out their trash on Friday nights.” Trish looked up at Fangs, her eyes wide in both shock and embarrassment.

“Where are the rest of those greaseball buddies of yours?”

“Bite me, Andrews.” Fangs went to walk by the group of Northsiders.

Archie stopped in front of him, pushing on his shoulders. “What did you just say to me?” Fangs just stood there silently, glancing over at Trish. Her head hung low in shame.

“You touch me again, I’ll knock your lights out.”

“You know, you’ve got some nerve showing up on the Northside alone. In MY territory, talking to me like that.”

Trish caressed Archie’s arm, nuzzling up against his side. “Archie cut it out, just let him go…He’s not worth it.” Fangs’ face fell into a deep scowl. He knew she was only doing and saying those things to diffuse the situation, but he’s be lying if it didn’t sting like hell to see her like that with Archie.

Archie wrapped his arm around Trish’s shoulders as he held eye contact with Fangs, and started to walk away.

Fangs stood there for a second before walking back to sit on the hood of his car, placing his bucket of popcorn next to him. He ran a hand over his face before taking out a cigarette and bringing it to his lips.

“You should go talk to him, Pea.” Sweet Pea looked over at Lily, he knew she was right. He let out a deep sigh before he opened the door and walked over to Fangs, leaning against the car.

“You got a smoke I can bum off you?”

Fangs nodded silently, reaching in his pocket and pulling out the pack, offering it to Sweet Pea. “You know, I just don’t get it man.” Sweet Pea slid out a cig from the carton, lighting it and taking a long drag.

“I take her out, I treat her like gold, make her laugh. I practically worship at her feet.” Fangs took a puff off his cigarette. “And at the end of the day, she goes right back to him.” He said with blatant disgust.

“He treats her like shit. I watch that jerk-off flirt with other girls, taking them out.” Sweet Pea shook his head and Fangs looked over at him, “He hits her, SP. I’ve seen the bruises, she’s got marks all over her body. She tries to tell me she’s just clumsy.” Fangs scoffed. "But I know it’s him. It’s that jock prick, Andrews. I want to beat him to a bloody pulp, but I know she’d never forgive me.” Fangs took another drag from his cigarette. “SP, what the hell do I do?”

“I don’t know, I mean…maybe you should just let her go?”

“You know I can’t do that, I think I love her. I know I love her. But how do I get her to choose me over him?”

“Have you told her?”

“Told her what?”

“You just said that you love her. Have you told her that?”

“Nah, man. It’s a waste.”

“I think you should tell her.” Fangs blew out smoke into the cool air.

“I’ll think about it. Thanks SP.” He threw the but of his cigarette to the ground, SP followed suit. “I’m getting the fuck out of here, this movie sucks.”

Sweet Pea and Lily sat and watched the rest of the movie before they hit the road. The mood was sort of ruined by the whole Archie and Fangs thing. Sweet Pea felt sorry for Fangs, he was in a real tough situation. The only thing Fangs ever wanted to talk about was how wonderful Trish was. Sweet Pea found it borderline sickening. But he could tell that his best friend was happy, and that made Sweet Pea happy. He was very protective of Fangs, even when they were kids. He was like an annoying little brother to him.

“I feel horrible for Fangs. Did you see the way Archie was talking to him? Why I’d like to give that pompous…jerk a piece of my mind!”

Sweet Pea chuckled. “Got a little bit of fire in you, darlin’.”

“I just wish Trish would wake up and kick Archie to the curb.” Lily let out a frustrated sigh.

They pulled up just before Lily’s house, Sweet Pea got out of the car and opened the car door for her. She climbed out of the car and Sweet Pea closed the door behind her. He leaned against the side of the Ford De Luxe, Lily standing between his legs.

“Sorry our date kinda got ruined.”

“It wasn’t ruined, Pea.” He smiled at the nickname. “I still had a nice time with you.”

“Nice time.” He said to himself. “So does that mean I earned a second date?” Lily smiled up at him, biting her lip.

“Maybe even a third.” She got on her toes and pecked him on the lips. He rested his hands on her hips. He wasn’t ready for her to leave just yet.

He brushed her blonde waves back behind her shoulder. “When can I see you again?”

“School starts next week, so I won’t be around much during the week.”

“What do you have a boyfriend Monday through Friday that you don’t want me to know about?” He teased. She shook his head at him, letting out a small chuckle. “That’s alright, I’ve got some shit I’ve gotta work out this week. Serpent stuff.”

Lily nodded her head. She wanted to ask exactly what this “Serpent stuff” entailed, but decided not to push it. “Well, you know where to find me.” She leaned up to give him a chaste kiss on the lips, her hand momentarily rested on his chest. “Goodnight, Sweet Pea.”

She sauntered toward her house and turned when she reached the door to wave goodbye. He waved back, throwing a wink her way before he climbed back into his car and drove away.

Sweet Pea walked into the Wyrm and walked over to the bar. Fangs was passed out drunk in his barstool with a line of empties in front of him.

“He came in about an hour or two ago, he got completely loaded and passed out. That Northsider really did a number on him.” Toni was cleaning up the rest of the bar, wiping down the counter around Fangs and his empty beer bottles.

Toni popped off the cap to a beer and handed it over to Sweet Pea. “Yeah, sure looks like it. Poor bastard’s in love.” He said before taking a swig from the bottle.

Toni raised an eyebrow at Sweet Pea before shaking her head in disbelief. “I guess that’s what he gets for getting involved with a Northside girl.”

Sweet Pea let out a snicker.

“Speaking of Northside girls….How are things going with Little Miss Sunshine?”

Sweet Pea downed another large gulp of beer before answering. “Good.”

“Good? That’s all I get?”

Sweet Pea shrugged his shoulders, his eyes darting around the room for a distraction.

Toni stopped to look at him, she could tell he didn’t want to talk about her. There could only be one reason why. “Oh my god.”

Sweet Pea looked back to Toni, who stood there with a wide, knowing grin that stretched across her face. “What?”

Toni lightly shook her head, “You like her. You really like her.”

“Oh cut the gas, Toni. She’s a nice girl, fun to be around, really cute. But that’s it. That’s where it ends.”

“I think you’re afraid.”

“Am not.”

“You so are! Sweet Pea, she obviously likes you if she voluntarily hangs around your stubborn ass!”

Sweet Pea rolled his eyes, finishing his beer.

“I say, go for it! See where it goes.”

“It would never work, we’re from two completely different sides of the tracks. It’s bad news, T.”

“Well I think you should give it a try. I think this could be good for you.”

Sweet Pea groaned. “What are you my mother?” Sweet Pea stood up from his seat at the bar, throwing a couple bucks on the counter. “Can you make sure he gets home safe? I’ve gotta get to bed. These weekly late night runs are killing me.”

“You’re still doing those moves for the Ghoulies?”

“It’s the only way we can pay them back, it’s not like we’ve got the money upfront. We could’ve been all paid off by now if I didn’t-”

“Sweet Pea. It wasn’t your fault and you know it. Just be careful out there. There’s a lot of tension in this town.”

“Always am.”

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Dear Diary,

Honestly I’ve been neglecting this, not because I have nothing to say but perhaps because so much has been happening.

I asked Fangs to marry me! AND he said YES! I can’t believe it. I can’t believe this sweet wonderful caring man wants to be with me forever and ever. I’m honestly so lucky I swear.

I manage to convince his friends and family all to post a video of a variety of dates that we have been on, so he got a bundle of notifications. Then I asked got down on one knee and I asked him. I was so nervous. I was worried it would be too early for him, but I am a firm believer if it’s right it’s right.

I don’t know where I would be without him. He’s my better half, the other part of me and it was right there from the start.

I finally moved into his trailer, I mean its strange that I’m not at home, I’m so used to living myself I was concerned about how I would cope, but he soon made me feel at ease. I want to turn my trailer into a guest trailer incase any of our friends need somewhere to get away or someplace to stay. A shelter for those in need, like FP did for me when I first came to Riverdale, he provided me with a sanctuary. I want to do that for someone else. Give someone else the opportunities and the security that FP provided for me.

We went to the store today, my insecurities kinda came out at this moment because I don’t know how to cook, i’ve always just flung things together or used the microwave, so I didn’t really know what to shop for and I didn’t want to embarrass myself or him to think I was a total idiot. It went great though. When we got home he cooked me dinner, I watched him put it all together I was so impressed, he really knows his way around the kitchen. Side note to that, he looked so damn good doing it, it was hard to just watch and not kiss him and distract him right then and there, but thats hardly surprising its like that anytime I’m around him, he just does something to me.

Anyway, before this ends up a complete tangent.

Love,

Sweetpea.

P.S. I promise not to leave it so long next time.

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A Happy Ending

Request: “Choni fic request! - Toni gets left/stays behind after saving Cheryl from SOQM, and how they deal with that?”

A/N: I hope I did this request justice! I’m so sorry that it took so long! It’s not my best, I really tried and idk why it didn’t turn out as well as I was hoping but I hope you enjoy!

Toni’s POV:

It was supposed to be a happy ending. The plan was to find Cheryl and get the hell out of the Sisters of Quiet Mercy and never look back. But in this plan we didn’t consider the concerningly massive number of nuns stashed in the building, who filled the halls after the alarm signalled our presence in their building.

“There’s no way we can make it back to the tunnel we entered from. We have to find another way out,” Veronica shouted as we ran down a hallway looking for a way out. We ran by a room with a window leading outside and we all came to a halt, looking at each other with knowing glances before running into the room. I found a rock on the ground and threw it at the window, bits of glass shattering everywhere. Veronica grabbed a nearby crate and pushed it to the window before climbing on top and trying to climb out of the window. We quickly realized the crate wasn’t tall enough and we were running out of time.

“Veronica, I’ll hoist you up but we have to hurry,” I said. I quickly held out my hands and she stepped on them, allowing me to hoist her out the window. One down, two to go. But then we heard footsteps. I knew there was only enough time for one more person to get out of the window before the nuns got to us. Cheryl knew too.

She turned to face me, nothing but fear and guilt flooding her face. “Cheryl,” I pleaded, “I’ll be okay. Go. Please go.” I heard the clicking of shoes on the tile floor quickly getting louder as they approached seemingly faster and faster. I quickly hoisted Cheryl up to the window against her protests and Veronica grabbed her hand and pulled her out.

“I will find you. I will be back for you. I promise.” She shouted at me urgently as Veronica pulled her away and the nuns grabbed a hold of me. I tried to fight back but a needle was forced into my arm and then everything went dark.

That was three days ago. Three agonizing days full of gloom and electroshock and vaccinations I don’t need. At least Cheryl is safe, but I’m losing hope that I’ll ever be.

Cheryl’s POV:

“It’s been three fucking days, how long does it take you to come up with escape plan?” I demanded, glaring at Sweet Pea, Fangs, and Veronica as I entered the student lounge. “Jesus, Cheryl, we’re just as worried as you are but this is risky business, you have to be patient or we may not be able to get Topaz out safely,” Sweet Pea explained, trying to stay calm. “The possible love of my life has been living in a literal nightmare for three days and you expect me to be patient?!” I blurted out without thinking. I gasped and covered my mouth as soon as I realized what I had said.

Fangs, Sweet Pea, and Ronnie stared at me with shocked expressions on their face (Ronnie’s expression seemed to have a tint of jealousy to it but I decided to ignore it). Fangs was the first to speak up: “I...uh...you love her?” He questioned softly. “Yeah, I think I might...” I said in a near-whisper, eager to move past what I had just said, “...so can we please just fucking rescue her already? I want her safe... I don’t know what I would do if-” my voice cracked, keeping me from continuing.

Sweet Pea opened his mouth to speak this time. “We love her too, Cheryl. Let’s get her out of there. We leave tonight. Here’s the plan…”

6 hours later

Toni’s POV:

Another night in this hell-hole and I don’t know how much longer I can take this agony. We head to movie night and I find myself praying to myself that Cheryl will find me like I did to her when she was at movie night. Suddenly I hear it.

“Toni!”

I have to be dreaming.

“Toni!”

Or hallucinating.

“Toni!”

Maybe it’s because of all those shots they’re giving me?

But then I see her.

“Toni?” She runs into the movie room looking around for me.

I shoot out of my seat. “Cheryl? Is that really you?” Her face fills with relief as she takes me into her arms. She pulls away and looks into my eyes, hers filled with adoration. “Let’s get the hell out of here.”

We raced through the hallways, her grip on my hand tight, as if she feared me disappearing at any moment. Surprisingly, we made it to the tunnel this time and quickly escaped, feeding a crowbar through the door so the nuns couldn’t come after us. I muttered a quick hello and a thank you to both Sweet Pea and Fangs as Cheryl and I each hopped on the back of their motorcycles and we sped off to safety. It was supposed to be a happy ending, and it was, because the love of my life, (yes, I said it) Cheryl Marjorie Blossom rescued me.

#choni #cherylblossom #cherylandtoni #toniandcheryl #tonitopaz #riverdale #riverdale fic #riverdale fanfiction #fangs fogarty #sweet pea #veronica lodge #cheronica #swangs

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riverdale-events · 6 years

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Kinksame, not kinkshame, Riverdale fans! Welcome to Kink Week! We are so excited to announce our newest event! We have 8 days of prompts for fandom creators to make content for. This event will run from September 21st-28th, so you have time to prepare!

Three Heads are Better than Two: OT3+ - Threesomes, Foursomes, Extra partners, DP

Knotting Season: ABO - Alpha Beta Omega, Heat, Knotting, Mating, Marking, Mpreg, Sex Magic, Soulmates [x]

Collared and Leashed: Bondage/Discipline - Dom/sub, Restraints, Shibari, Suspension, Authority, Orgasm Control, Leashes, Praise kink

Whips and Chains: Sadism/Masochism - Dom/sub, Impact play, Biting, Knife play, Degredation, Wax play

Of Course, Professor: Kinky Roleplay - Doctor/Patient, Boss/Secretary, Pool boy, Professor/Student, Strangers

Adults Love Toys Too: Sex Toys - Vibes, Dildos, Strap-ons, Whips, Nipple clamps, Ball gags, Sex swings, Sex machines

Kinks, Kinks, Nothing but Kinks: Paraphilias - Exhibition/Voyeur, Life threatening situations/Adrenaline, Cameras/Film, Sleep sex, Age play, Cross dressing, Asphyxiation, Bodily Fluids [x]

Whatever Strikes Your Fancy: Author’s Choice - Anything goes, any kinks that weren’t covered, or if you want to double up on a day. If you want some ideas… Romance, Anal, Dirty talk, Masturbation

We have come up with suggestions next to each days’ topic to help inspire ideas. If there is a concept or idea that isn’t listed under one of the prompt days, and it’s applicable to that days’ theme, feel free to create it! If you’re not sure, just ask us!

What is Riverdale Kink Week?

Riverdale Kink Week is an 8 day creative content prompt event that will run from September 21st-28th.The calendar above shows our full schedule. Smut and fandom go hand in hand, this event encourages and celebrates that!

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This is an event that is all about inclusion and acceptance, kinksame not kinkshame! Therefore, we will be accepting content for any Riverdale character or ship! Solo, OC, reader insert, het, slash, and ot3′s are all welcome!

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We can’t wait to see what you all come up with Riverdale Heathens! Kink thrive!

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waterloou · 6 years

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Soccer Daze

ymy fave @s-s-southsideserpentine requested the prompt “you make me feel like a freakin soccer mom”

I hope I did Ruthie justice.

FP groaned as he heard Jughead huff. The 17 year old sat in the backseat of his dad’s van, squished against Sweet Pea and Fangs while Abuela and Atzi sat in the middle seats, and Ruthie in the front.

“Why am I being dragged to the game again?” he groaned. Sweet Pea punched his arm.

“To support Queenie dumbass”

“Aye! Wesley!”

“Sorry Abuela” the older woman returned to her conversation with Atzi.

Fangs sat happily between the two teens, snickerdoodles and oranges on his lap. He munched happily on an orange, occasionally being jostled by one of the younger serpents, pushing each other.

“YOU TWO! KNOCK IT OFF!” Ruthie scolded from the front seat, twisting around to shoot her brother a look.

“Sorry Ruthie” he mumbled, head bowed. Jughead replied in a similar manner and looked out the window.

Sweet Pea grabbed the snickerdoodle container and started to snack on them.

“Mijo, you’re gonna get a stomach ache if you keep eating cookies. Also Fangs made them for Queenie” Abuela scolded the tall teen,

“Damelo” the smaller women held out her hand, and he hesitantly placed it in her hand.

“Fangs” Fangs sighed and gave her the container of oranges. Jughead pulled a hamburger from his jacket and took a bite.

“How long has that been in there?” Fangs asked, Jughead shrugged.

“I went to pop’s yesterday”

“And you’re eating it?”

“It’s not like its moldy or something”

“Dude thats gross”

“You’re gross” he spat back, taking another large bite.

“Can you all stop bickering back there? You make me feel like a soccer mom. And none of you even play any sports!” FP yelled, looking at them through the rear view mirror.

“Sweet Pea plays basketball!”

“Most of you don’t even play sports!” the boys quieted, and Ruthie sighed and massaged her temples.

“Some day off”

“Once we get out, it’ll be fun, yeah?” FP spared a glance over at the younger woman just in time to see a small smile spread across her face.

“If you say so” he turned back to face the road, sporting a smile of his own.

They got to the game a little before it started, the boys tumbling out of the backseat after the two older ladies. Atzi shuffled quickly towards the field.

“Atzi! Oi! Your cane!” Abuela went rushing after the small woman.

“Queenie needs her food!”

“You need to be stable when you walk!”

“I’ll be fine!” Atzi waved her friend off. Abuela put the cane in her hand and took the containers.

“If you fall down again, don’t expect me to come running over. I keep telling you to get that life alert thing” Atzi smiled at her friend, before taking her free hand with her own.

“If its my time to go, then I will let him take me” she squeezed her hand, and continued toward the field, pulling along a slightly stunned abuela.

“Abuelita! Abuela! Hola!” Queenie jogged over to the two older women and was given a group hug.

“Oh mijita, you look so beautiful in your suit!” Atzi reached up to pinch her cheek. Abuela pulled her down so she could place a kiss on her cheek.

“Mija, we brought you snacks” Atzi placed the two containers in her hands.

“Why are they half full?”

“Sweet Pea and Fangs were in charge of them”

“Abuela, you know that’s a bad idea. They eat everything. Human vacuums, remember?”

“They gave me the eyes” Queenie rolled her eyes before spotting the others trailing behind them. She ran around the two older ladies to jump into a hug with Sweet Pea and Fangs.

“You made it!”

“Atzi would have skinned us if we didn’t”

“She would do no such thing!”

“You’re right, it was abuela” she squeezed them before letting go and stepping back.

“You two need to stop eating my snacks”

“It was a long ride and I was hungry!” “Jones was being a little bitch I needed a distraction!” they said at the same time.

“Well, whatever it is, I don’t care. Go help them up the stairs before Atzi trips or something” she pushed them away to be met with FP and Ruthie.

“FP!” he picked the tall teen up and spun her around.

“Hey string bean!” he kissed her head before putting her down.

“You’re getting too tall for me to keep doing that kiddo” he ruffled her hair and she batted his hand away.

“You’ll do it until you can’t lift me anymore and you know it” she narrowed her eyes with a wild grin.

“You got me there.” Queenie turned to Ruthie, and opened her arms.

“Ruthless, thanks for coming!” she squeezed the other woman.

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world! Championships, right?!”

“Yeah! I’m pumped!” Queenie broke away with a little hop.

“That everyone?”

“No-JUGHEAD!” FP called. Jughead was in the middle of fishing a few fries out of his pocket.

“What?”

“Come here, we need to get our seats-And where do you keep getting that food?” Jughead shrugged, and huffed before passing by the adults and girl.

“What? No hug? No hello?” He stopped, and turned around.

“Congrats” he deadpanned, before heading to the bleachers.

“Wow, what a joyous young man he’s grown into” FP shoved her shoulder lightly.

“Get to the field, kid. Go knock some skulls” her grin returned and she ran off toward the field, where her coach scolded her for leaving.

Queenie was a goalie, and damn good at her job. She was tall and able to block balls easily. It was the last few minutes of the game, and she was doing a good job of blocking, until one of the other players kicked and missed the ball, their cleat colliding with her face. Hard. and her vision went black.

She woke up in a hospital room, with the serpents and her teammates huddled around her. She felt light and airy, but her mouth felt weird, so did her nose, and her head hurt.

“Wha?”

“She’s awake!”

“Hey kiddo!”

“Nasty kick you took to the face”

“Did-did we win?” she asked,taking in her surroundings. The coach held up the trophy with a smile.

“Yep”

“Wicked” she smiled around the gauze in her mouth.

“Wha happenth?”

“You got your nose broken and teeth knocked out. Also a concussion”

“I’ve had worsth” she shrugged, and leaned heavily to the side. One of them righted her up and she patted their shoulder.

“Thankth persthon” she patted their arm for a minute.

“I’m goin back to sthleep, nighty nite” and with that, she knocked out. Everyone gave each other a confused look.

“Is that normal?” FP asked Ruthie.

“She’ll be fine. Not sure how much that was the painkillers, and how much it was Queenie. She is the oddball. Nothing out of the ordinary. Don’t worry too much Papa Bear” she winked at him and patted his cheek before going over to Sweet Pea.

FP grinned goofily after her for a minute before righting himself. He turned to be met with the unamused look of his son. He was holding a burger and fries in his hands.

“Damn kid, how do you not turn into a blob?” Jughead just shrugged, and took a bite of burger.

@brittanyvengeance @sweetpeas-sweetpea @sweetpea-nico-jughead-lover @daddyrossbutler

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theangriestpea · 5 years

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Cherry Popper

Summary: After Toni leaves Lavender and Sweet Pea high and dry, they call upon their best friend to finish what she started. Takes place during 3x16

Pairing: Sweet Pea x Lavender x Fangs

A/N: Thank you for 100+ followers! This is my gift to all of you! A threesome fic between Sweet Pea, Fangs, and my OC Lavender! This can be read as a one-shot, however it is a part of Mercy Killing canon! It just doesn’t take place anytime soon in the fic.

Word Count: 2.2k+

Warnings: Smut, Double Penetration, Anal, Virginity losing?, Threesome, Some dirty talk

Sweet Pea and Lavender stood in their underwear, Toni having just walked out of the auditorium after pulling them in for a random (but very promising) threesome. They stared at one another, wondering what the hell had just happened.

“That was a bit of a letdown.” Lavender finally breathed out, crossing her arms over her chest. “She got me all revved up and then just left.”

Sweet Pea smirked at her, “I’m sure I can help you with that.”

“Pretty sure you only have two hands Sweets.” Lavender pointed out dryly. No, she was much more interested in exploring the inner workings of a ménage à trois in this particular moment. “Unless…” She mumbled, “We call Fangs.”

“You want to fuck our best friend?” Sweet Pea asked, looking a little offended.

Lavender scoffed, “you’d be fucking me too, dummy.” She said, hoping that he wouldn’t punch Fangs for her just suggesting it.

Sweet Pea was obviously thinking it over, a varied range of emotion crossing his face. “Alright, I’ll call Fangs. But only on one condition.”

She gave him a skeptical look, “What?”

“I get to pop your anal cherry.” Sweet Pea said with a triumphant smirk.

Lavender’s face turned bright red, “Sweets! We can’t just…do that here!” She said, talking more with her hands than with her mouth.

“All or nothing, sweetheart.” Sweet Pea said, still smirking at her. “Come on, Fangs always has lube in his locker just in case. I’ll make sure it doesn’t hurt.”

She chewed her on her lower lip, staring him down in his tank top and boxers. The way he had torn his belt off earlier had just done things to her. She needed his hands on her now or at least as soon as possible.

Lav let out a sigh of defeat, “Fine, call Fangs. Bring lube and condoms because I know you didn’t bring any.”

Sweet Pea shot her an annoyed look, feeling very called out because he was always forgetting condoms in crucial moments like these. So many times had their quickies come to an abrupt halt because he didn’t have a rubber and Lavender refused to risk him just pulling out. She tried to convince him to keep one in his wallet but he’d always forget to replace it after using it.

Pea made quick work of the phone call. Fangs had pretty much the same reaction he and Lav did when Toni beckoned them into the auditorium to begin with. He was definitely confused but also excited. He ran into the auditorium, door slamming behind him, and armed with condoms and lubricant.

“Is this really happening?!” He practically shouted, eyes wide at seeing his two best friends in nothing but their underwear.

“That was like…record breaking fast.” Lavender said, pointedly looking at the clock on the wall with a teasing look on her face.

Fangs hopped up on stage, “so do I like, need to get naked too?” He asked, obviously too excited to even think straight about what to do in this kind of situation. This was like…a wild dream come true.

Lavender turned her back to both boys and sauntered over to the bed that was hidden in the wing of the stage. It was a prop for Veronica’s bedroom during JD’s Meant to be Yours scene. She could hear Fang’s belt clang against the hard floor of the stage, making her chuckle lightly.

“Yes, Fangs, and we were thinking of going the…DP route.” Lavender said as she sat down on the bed to look up at him.

Fangs glanced at Sweet Pea, “so which hole do I get?” He asked crudely, earning a punch to the arm from his friend.

Lavender laughed at him. “Come here.” She grabbed him by the waist and brought him closer to her. “Let’s just start with a kiss. Pea can watch, he kisses me all the time.”

She looked at her boyfriend, asking him if he was okay with this with a simple look. Pea gave her a slight nod before peeling off his tank top. Fangs was somehow already in his boxers. Lavender was definitely impressed by his speed.

Fangs leaned down at Lav’s urging. His lips meeting hers softly at first, but Lav made it deeper. She ran her tongue across his lips to get him to open his mouth. Of course he did, having had plenty of wet dreams about making out with his best friend. As wrong as he always felt about it, this felt right.

She pulled him down on top of her, laying back so that he was on top. Her eyes darted to Sweet Pea who was rubbing himself through his boxers with an intense look on his face. He seemed to be enjoying this at least.

Lavender and Fangs continued to kiss one another passionately, Fang’s hands wandering along her sides playfully. She let out a light moan, touching the defined muscles of his abs as he nipped at her lips.

“Rhodes, get on top.” Sweet Pea ordered. Fangs rolled over onto his back, pulling Lavender on top of him. Their lips didn’t even part, tongues entwined together. Fangs hands slipped behind her back and he expertly unhooked her bra. Lavender ripped it off of her to free her breasts.

Fangs’ hands cupped both of them, squeezing playfully. She noticed that his hands weren’t quite as big as Sweet Pea’s but they felt great nonetheless. Meanwhile Sweet Pea was slipping down her underwear. He grabbed the small bottle of lube that Fangs had brought and popped it open.

Lavender took her underwear off completely so that she was fully naked on top of Fangs. Sweet Pea squeezed the bottle, lube oozing out and dropping between her bottom cheeks. She jumped at the feeling of cold liquid against her suddenly.

Fangs chuckled at her reaction, her lips suddenly breaking away from his. “Pea!” Lavender whined at him for not warning her first.

“Don’t pay attention to him, I’m the one you’re kissing.” Fangs said a little possessively, catching her lips with his again. Lav kissed him back, feeling Sweet Pea’s hands on her ass. He smacked her once, making her let out another whine. His finger went to her hole and he rubbed the lube in, making sure it was all over his finger before slowly starting to insert it.

A small gasp came from her lips, annoying Fangs that she was breaking away from him yet again. It felt so foreign and she wasn’t sure how she felt about something suddenly being in her ass. This was an alley she’d never been down before despite Sweet Pea trying to convince her on numerous occasions.

His index finger was all the way in, “How does that feel, baby?” He asked, wanting to know if it was okay for him to go further.

Fangs was watching them, growing hard at the erotic scene in front of him. He pinched Lav’s nipples to help ease her obvious anxiety. He understood his role in this more now, to help keep her distracted while Sweet Pea prepped her ass for himself. He knew she’d never done it before, because Sweet Pea told him practically everything that went on in the bedroom (mostly because Fangs was curious and asked all the time).

“It feels weird, but it doesn’t hurt.” Lavender said, encouraging him to start moving his finger in and out. Despite the somewhat discomfort, it slowly started to feeling good. Fangs was still playing with her breasts, the feeling of two different sets of hands on her practically setting her on fire.

One of Fangs hands wandered down to lightly rub her clit. “You’ll love it, just relax.” He cooed softly into her ear. Lavender moaned lightly at his touch, her hips rocking a little to meet both of their touches.

Sweet Pea added a second finger, the stretching causing a little bit of pain. Lavender stiffened as Fangs kissed down her neck to try and distract her more. It didn’t take too long for her to get used to Sweet Pea’s fingers. Soon enough she was moaning, not only from that but also from Fangs rubbing her clit.

Sweets leaned over and started kissing her shoulder blade lovingly. Four hands and two mouths on her, god she was already going crazy. “God damn, you’re so hot.” Fangs muttered against the flesh of her neck. His hand that was on her breast moved to her core, inserting two fingers. She sucked in a sharp breath. “And you’re so wet.”

“Are you going to cum on our fingers, baby girl?” Sweet Pea asked, nipping at the back of her ear. He inserted a third, stretching her more. The pain didn’t last long as the ecstasy she was feeling from Fangs’ hands was overpowering it. “You’re taking my fingers so well. You’re almost ready.”

“You’re too big, Sweets.” Lavender moaned, her eyes shut as her forehead was resting against Fangs’ shoulder. “This is too much, I’m already going crazy.”

Sweet Pea laughed, “You’re the one that wanted this.” He pointed out. “Inviting Fangs was your idea.”

She just whimpered in response. Fangs pulled his fingers out. Lav lifted her head to look at him with hooded eyes, “Fangs? Why’d you stop?”

“Because I want my dick in you, not my fingers.” He said as a matter-of-fact. Sweet Pea pulled his fingers out as well and suddenly Lav felt very annoyed at having no neither of their hands on her.

Sweet Pea handed Fangs a condom. Both boys took their boxers off and readied up. Sweet Pea squirted more lube onto his penis to get it ready, rubbing it up and down his length. “You go first, bro.” He said, knowing it’d be easier for Fangs to slip in first. It would also help take her mind off of any pain she might feel from him.

Fangs lined himself up with her entrance before thrusting up into her. Both parties moaned in unison, the sound making Sweet Pea’s needs grow.

“Sweet Pea was right, you are tight.” Fangs said, making Lav blush slightly. She grinded her hips down against him to feel more friction. “Someone’s eager.” He added as she bit her lip to hold back another moan.

Sweet pea grabbed one of her hips. Fangs stopped moving so that Sweet Pea could enter her. He pushed in and Lav let out a small cry of pain. He stayed still, waiting for her to get used to him. “You move first, it’ll help.” He told Fangs.

Fangs started to move again, thrusting in and out of her. He put his hands on her waist to hold her in place. Lavender moaned, the pleasure from Fangs was definitely overpowering the unpleasantness of Sweet Pea in her ass.

As soon as sounds of pleasure started to spill from her mouth, Sweet Pea started to move slowly. He could even feel Fang’s member which wasn’t something that he was expecting. Them moving in and out at the same time, keeping pace with one another. Pea’s hands were on her hips to help further keep her steady.

Lavender didn’t know how to feel, the completely exotic feeling of having both boys inside of her, both of them moving simultaneously. Whatever pain she had felt was gone now. She was overwhelmed by the dual sensations. Their harmonious moans only making more heat pool in the pit of her stomach.

They pumped faster, Sweet Pea going a little softer than he normally did since she was still getting used to his size. “Fuck baby, you feel so good.” He said, “Do you like both of us fucking you at the same time?”

“Yes,” Lavender mewled. “God, it feels so amazing!” Fangs used one hand to play with her clit again, knowing it would drive her even crazier.

She moaned out loudly, the sound echoing in the auditorium. None of them cared about how much noise they were making. The sound of skin against skin loud in the open room.

All three had the feeling of orgasms rising inside of them. Lavender’s was definitely the strongest and she knew she’d probably hit her peak first.

Sweet Pea grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled, forcing her to arch her back. His pace increased again and Fangs followed suit quickly to match him.

“Gonna come, baby?” Sweet Pea asked, knowing very well how to read the pitches of her moans.

Lavender only whimpered, feeling close to the edge. Sweet Pea reached around with his other hand and groped her breast. Between their members moving in and out of her, Fangs’ hand on her clit, and Sweet Pea’s hand on her breast, Lavender was forced to her peak. She came hard, biting her tongue to keep from screaming loudly. She didn’t want to alert anyone else outside of the auditorium.

The boys had their orgasms almost simultaneously moments later, all three panting heavily. Lavender was collapsed on top of Fangs and Sweet Pea pulled out so he could lay down beside them on the small twin bed. They didn’t really fit but there was a soft comfort in being so close together, basking in the afterglow of their escapades.

“Now I can say I’ve had sex with both of you.” Fangs said happily, an arm wrapped around Lavender’s waist affectionately.

Sweet Pea elbowed him playfully while Lav laughed. “You’re such a dork.”

Suddenly they heard the door squeak open and though they were all hidden on the side of the stage, all three jumped up. They comically scrambled to the other side of the bed to hide, hearts racing.

“Hello?” Kevin’s voice rang out. He had thought he had heard people talking but wasn’t sure. After a moment he left and the three broke out into laughter.

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