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#iv. aesthetic : 𝗶 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗮 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗸𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲.#iv. attire : 𝗶’𝗺 𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀 𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗮𝗺𝘀.
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making out is so underrated. i wanna sit and kiss and grind up on each other and breathe heavy and let my hands wander
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#iv. desires : 𝗶’𝗺 𝗯𝗮𝗱 𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻’𝘁 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗿𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴.#vi. dynamics : 𝗲𝗹𝗶𝘇𝗮𝗯𝗲𝘁𝗵 𝗰𝗼𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗿 & 𝗷𝘂𝗴𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗷𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀.#vii. serpentblccd : 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗰𝗶𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝘆 𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗲.#vi. dynamics : 𝗲𝗹𝗶𝘇𝗮𝗯𝗲𝘁𝗵 𝗰𝗼𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗿 & 𝗽𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗿.#vii. webheadedhero : 𝗶 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗯𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗳 𝗶 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹.
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Currently thinking about the kind of making out where you're lying in bed, legs tangled together, bodies pressed together. Hands exploring each other's bodies, fingers running under shirts, into hair, hiking up skirts. Where you're grinding against each other, moans and whimpers and panting filling the room. With neck kisses and earlobe bites and hickeys, always seeking out parts to kiss before eventually being drawn back to each other's lips.
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@serpentblccd
Carla e Samuel (2x2)
#vi. dynamics : 𝗲𝗹𝗶𝘇𝗮𝗯𝗲𝘁𝗵 𝗰𝗼𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗿 & 𝗷𝘂𝗴𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗷𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀.#vii. serpentblccd : 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗰𝗶𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝘆 𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗲.#( THIS IS SO THEM )
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i sound so pretty when i cum btw
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#same, betty | requested by anonymous 365 days of barchie: 256/365
#iv. visage : 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗱.#vi. dynamics : 𝗲𝗹𝗶𝘇𝗮𝗯𝗲𝘁𝗵 𝗰𝗼𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗿 & 𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗿𝗲𝘄𝘀.
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by the way if i straddle you and your hands go on my thighs or hips i’m not legally responsible for my following actions
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rough sex on the back seat of your car, somewhere on a lonely country road, rock music playing in the background, barely even undressed enough to reach all the important places, muffled moans piercing through the night
#iv. desires : 𝗶’𝗺 𝗯𝗮𝗱 𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻’𝘁 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗿𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴.#vi. dynamics : 𝗲𝗹𝗶𝘇𝗮𝗯𝗲𝘁𝗵 𝗰𝗼𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗿 & 𝗷𝘂𝗴𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗷𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀.#vii. serpentblccd : 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗰𝗶𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝘆 𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗲.#( it's them across all verses tbh )
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@serpentblccd : stop teasing me so much . . . nearly 200 writing prompts ; accepting.
𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗸 𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗲𝗿, teeth pulling at her bottom lip as she looked at him over her shoulder, blonde curls falling down her back. was she teasing him? absolutely. it was her 𝗳𝗮𝘃𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 thing to do because he made her really work for it, but it also made everything so much more 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗲 when she was able to drive him absolutely crazy with desire. betty knew there was no one who had this effect on her like jughead did, she could flirt with anyone and it not mean anything, but everything was so 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 with jughead in a way she could not describe. she didn't hold back. she allowed herself to do whatever she wanted with jughead, she knew he could handle it, she knew he would do absolutely 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 for her. but that didn't mean she didn't like having her own fun with him and hearing him beg her a little, well it just made her heart race a little more, " so impatient, jughead, " betty scolded playfully, dropping the robe she was wearing to reveal the black lace lingerie she was wearing, turning to face him with a small smirk, hands moving to pull blonde curls up into a ponytail, " i like hearing you beg. maybe i should make you do it more often, " she teased, moving over to him as to where he is sat on her bed, hand trailing along his leg as she looks over at him with green eyes shining. moving onto the bed, she straddles his lap with ease, ponytail swinging ever so slightly with the movement. her hands resting on his shoulders for a moment before sliding down his chest to the buttons of his shirt, " you're saying stop teasing, i haven't even started yet . . . or are you talking about what was going on downstairs? " oh she knew that jughead had a 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸 whether he wanted to admit it or not. her teasing just started with her being flirty with someone else, knowing he wouldn't be able to handle it. which was how they found themselves up in her room, bedroom door locked and nothing else mattered. hips grind a little against him, teasing him with a smirk before stopping, wanting to drive him just absolutely insane with as little effort as possible. she was trying to push him to the edge, to as far as he could take it until he has had enough and takes 𝗳𝘂𝗹𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗹 in the situation. hands move up into his hair, gripping a little as she leans in as if she's going to kiss him, just stopping right before his lips, " do you not like seeing another guy with his hands on me? maybe you should show me why i always chose you, "
#serpentblccd#i. answered : 𝗶𝗻 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿.#iii. mafia kids verse : 𝗯𝗮𝗱 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝘀 𝗱𝗼 𝗶𝘁 𝘀𝗼 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿.#iv. in character : 𝗶 𝗴𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗮 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗴𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗲𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱.#( okay not extremely spicy )#( but enough to head in that direction )#( i love a sex positive betty )
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#iv. aesthetic : 𝗶 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗮 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗸𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲.#iv. body : 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗶 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁.#body image tw
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