#Totally didn’t just spend some time jotting down plot for the OC plot I’m having an affair with

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Oh yeah did some other doodles today. K bye

[theangriestpea]

Crowned : three

Summary: Two blonde princesses, two dark-haired princes, and one plotting marquess. Lily is in love with a secret admirer. Shanna doesn’t want to ascend to the throne. Jughead wants to spend the day writing poetry. Sweet Pea would rather be out on his horse. And Reggie just wants to be king. <ao3> <masterlist>

Pairing: Sweet Pea x OC, Jughead Jones x OC

Word Count: 7.6k+

Warnings: smut (now with actual plot!), unprotected sex (wrap it up xoxo)

A/N: This is way longer than I intended. :x

Part Three: Happiness

Hazel eyes flew open as gasps of air escaped her open mouth. The crown princess of the Northside kingdom sat up and ran a hand damp with cold sweat through her hair. Another night, another nightmare. Her heart banged painfully in her chest, the sound hammering loudly in her ears.

Someone knew her secret. What she did. Someone knew and was threatening to blackmail her.

Shortly after being comforted by her little sister, Shanna found a handwritten note in her bedroom that read: I know what you and the prince have done. You will give me what I want or else the whole kingdom will know how much of a whore you are.

It plagued her twenty-four seven over the course of the past three days. No other demands had been made yet. She had no idea who this could be or what they wanted. What she did know was that if anyone found out about her sleeping with Prince Sweet Pea, then it would ruin the alliance the North and South had for the time being. They needed their army. Her kingdom could fall without it.

She’d been waking up almost every hour during the night and she knew she was starting to look terrible because of it. Not only because of the nightmares but also because just the thought of Sweet Pea had her eyes tearing up. She felt so miserable.

Lily had noticed the decline in her sister’s mental health. She tried to get her to talk about what was happening, but Lavender just would shut her out. She knew there had to be more going on than what she happened with the Southside prince.

Shanna laid back down and stared up at her ceiling. She was afraid to close her eyes. She was afraid to fall asleep just to see her kingdom in ruins again. Overrun by Greendale and its horrid queen. Her family dead. Nothing left to her name but the smoldering rubble that was once her home.

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“What color scheme were you thinking for the wedding, Princess Shanna?” The wedding planner asked as she jotted down various notes. It was the first official day of planning. There had so far been talks of location and time. The king and princes discussed treaty finalities before the wedding process could begin. The time had finally come to start getting the ceremony together.

Shanna was exhausted. Despite the heavy amounts of concealer under her eyes, there were dark circles prominent under them. It was obvious that something was bothering her. Despite this she answered the questions, “lavender and sea foam green.” She replied.

The young Lodge woman looked up at the princess, her expression skeptical. “Your highness, if I may be so bold, I believe jewel colors would be more appropriate than pastels. Ruby red, emerald green, onyx. They are more sophisticated than pastels. How about a deep purple instead?”

“You may not be so bold.” Shanna practically snapped at her, “I want pastels.”

“Your father mentioned that he’d prefer darker, more regal colors, Princess.” Veronica said in an attempt to reason with her. “It is a more customary tradition. How about royal blue and gold to match the family crest?”

Shanna’s tired eyes narrowed. “No. I hate the family colors. I don’t care what my father wants, it’s my wedding. It’s the only wedding I’m ever going to get and I want lavender and sea foam!”

Ronnie could tell she wasn’t going to get anywhere with the princess. She looked to the crown prince instead. “Prince Forsythe…please, talk some sense into her.”

Jughead looked between the two girls. “It is Princess Shanna’s wedding day. She can have whatever she wants. Including a pastel color theme. We can always get another planner if you’re not willing to do it.”

“N-No, your highness, I can do it. Pastels sound lovely, I’m sure the king will understand.” She said after his threat. This was her first royal wedding and she need it to go well in order to get hired by other kingdoms. She only landed this job because her father was a powerful duke from York.

Shanna let out an aggravated sigh, not appreciating the fact that her fiancé’s word held more weight than her own. Jughead glanced at her, noticing how tired she looked. They had been going at this for an hour and a half now. He supposed she could use some rest.

“Why don’t we stop here for the day? The princess looks like she could use a break.” Jughead said, giving Ronnie a look that dared her to say no.

Veronica shuffled her papers together before nodding, “yes, Prince Forsythe, this is a good stopping point. We can continue on tomorrow. Is that alright, Princess Shanna?” She asked, wanting to include the princess in the decision.

Shanna sighed. It didn’t matter if they did more today or tomorrow. She’d be just as distracted and drained then as she was now. “That’s fine.” She finally muttered before standing. “If you’ll excuse me, I have other things I need to do.”

The princess turned and left without another word, disappearing into the corridor while the prince gave a worried look to her retreating back.

In an attempt to find out what was going on with his betrothed, Jughead sought out the woman he truly loved. Though he could not deny that the predicament they were in was putting strain on all of them, he did not understand why Shanna seemed so sleep deprived. He wanted to make sure everything was alright and he knew for a fact that she wouldn’t open up to him herself.

He found the younger sister observing a painting of the late queen in the hallway. She was looking at the deceased with such fondness, as if hoping the painting would come alive and respond. He did not know much about the queen’s passing, just that an illness had overcome her shortly after giving birth to Lily. The king had never remarried.

“Princess Lillian.” Jughead said with a soft smile to break the girl out of her reverie. Lily’s head turned to look at him. She did not smile back. Instead a very firm look of dissatisfaction was one her face. He wondered if this was because he had been too busy to see her the past few days.

He noted that they were alone and thought it okay to proceed. The prince stepped up to her and took her face in his hands, dipping down to try to plant a kiss on her soft lips.

A delicate finger came up to press against his mouth to stop him. Jughead gave her a quizzical look. “Do not kiss me, prince. Not until you fix this.” She said in a tone that was light but lined with a sharp edge.

Jughead wasn’t sure what he needed to fix. He pulled away from her with a disappointed look. “I apologize for not coming to you sooner. I have been busy with negotiations with your father and wedding planning. I haven’t had time to seek you out until today.”

Lily continued to frown, “that is not what I mean. I know you’ve had a full schedule. I mean you need to talk to your brother. I will not accept any affections from you until you fix whatever it is going on between him and my sister.”

“There’s something going on between them?” Jughead asked, confounded. “I thought they barely tolerated one another. They’ve both been acting distant but I thought it was just the engagement. He doesn’t want to settle down and she knows I care about you.” He honestly had no idea what she was talking about. Shanna and Sweet Pea always bickered when he saw them together.

A look of clear frustration passed over her, “do you two not talk? You don’t know anything about what happened a few days ago? In the stable?”

The prince continued to stare at her with confusion. “My brother and I aren’t exactly close, Lily. We don’t really talk about relationships. What happened?”

“They had sex, Jughead!” Lily said, throwing her hands up in exasperation at how clueless he was. “They had sex and he just left her there afterwards and was a complete asshole! You’ve seen her more than I have these past few days, she looks so sick! I know she’s hurting and I’m not going to kiss you or anyone else until she’s no longer in pain.”

He was completely dumbfounded. “Wait…Sweet Pea deflowered your sister? And then left her? Why would he do that?”

“I don’t know! He’s your brother! She won’t open up to me anymore. She’s completely closed herself off.” Lily said, trying to keep her voice low to make sure no one else heard them. “So you better talk to him and make him apologize to her before she gets sick.”

Jughead pinched the bridge of his nose before sighing. He felt like he was forever cleaning up his brother’s messes. It was so bothersome. Of course he didn’t care that he had slept with his bride to be. He didn’t care if she was a virgin or not when they got married. He just didn’t want to deal with this. He’d rather be spending time with Lily instead. “Alright. I will go talk to him and see what happened. Once they make up, can we please kiss?”

Lily flashed him a satisfied smile, “We can kiss until our lips turn blue, your highness.” She said happily. “Whenever my sister is happy again and doesn’t look like a total mess.”

After a brief search of the castle, the oldest prince found his brother in the strategy room that held the war table. He was looking down at the figurines on it pensively, hand on his chin as he went over strategic moves in his head. Sweet Pea was always the better strategist. It was his job to lead the army. Soon he would be accepting the role of training the Northside ranks so that they’d be up to par in a fight with Greendale.

“Sweet Pea, is there something you’d like to tell me?” Jughead asked, hoping that he’d just confess to whatever it was that he did. His brother ignored him, moving one of the horsed figures to another territory on the table.

Sweet Pea had a distinct feeling that Jughead had found out about him sleeping with his fiancée. “No.” He replied coolly, eyes roving over the positions of the figurines.

Jughead let out an annoyed sigh, “Nothing about popping the princess’ cherry?” He asked, his tone a little harder to iterate the fact that he wasn’t going to accept a cold shoulder.

The dark prince stiffened before glancing over his shoulder at his older brother. “I didn’t pop her cherry.” He said in a gruff tone. Why did Jughead care anyway? He was infatuated with Lily.

“Lily told me you two slept together in the stable. Are you saying she lied?” Jughead pressed further.

“No. We had sex in the stable because she practically ordered me to. She just wasn’t a virgin. I didn’t take that from her, someone else did.” Sweet Pea clarified. He wasn’t about to take the fall for taking her virginity. She could explain that to them herself.

Jughead felt another wave of confusion wash over him. “Wait, she wasn’t a virgin? Why did she make you have sex with her?”

Sweet Pea almost commented that she didn’t force him to do anything. He was a more than willing participant. He decided not to though. “I didn’t believe her when she said she wasn’t. Not at first. But, she was telling the truth. She wasn’t in any pain when I entered her and there was no blood. As to why, she heard how good my dick was and wanted it for herself.”

The prince decided to ignore how crude his brother was being. Shanna wasn’t a virgin like the king thought? Then who was her first? The fact that she had sex wasn’t a big deal, but he was worried about what her former partner would do about the engagement. Would he try to ruin the alliance?

“Alright, why did you leave her there? Lily says you treated her like an asshole afterwards.” Jughead asked, hoping he’d get a straight forward answer.

Sweet Pea’s body visibly tensed. He didn’t want to tell anyone why he left. He didn’t dare to say it out loud. Jughead crossed his arms and tapped his foot, a show that he wasn’t in the mood for being patient. “She’s my fiancée, I have the right to know why you hurt her. Have you even seen her lately? She looks like she hasn’t slept in days.”

His stomach twisted painfully at the thought of her hurting. Jughead seemed to care about her well-being as well, although that was somewhat expected since he needed her well to ascend the throne. The Southside needed money. Most of their resources had been exhausted. They had just finished negotiations for food and supplies to be sent down to the south just yesterday.

“I left because I enjoyed it.” He admitted in a voice that was softer than usual. “I enjoyed laying with her and holding her. It was peaceful.” He turned his head away from Jughead as a blush crept up his neck. “I’m not supposed to feel that way about anyone, especially the crown princess.”

Jughead’s expression softened. Sweet Pea always became a massive jerk whenever he was met with feelings that confused him. Jug knew this from experience. No wonder he had acted the way he did, it was what was natural to him. He briefly wondered if Sweet Pea felt that he shouldn’t be feeling the way he did because Shanna was betrothed to someone else or if it was because it was his brother that she was promised to. Perhaps it was a mix of both.

“You care about her.” Jughead said, watching as Sweet Pea flinched at the thought. “It doesn’t bother me. Just as me wanting to be with Lily doesn’t bother you. All feelings I have for her are platonic.”

A sigh left Sweet Pea’s lips as he leaned forward against the table, putting his hands on the tabletop to support himself. “Why pursue something that can never happen?” He asked in a biting tone. “What is the point?”

“Happiness,” Jughead replied simply. “Even if it is fleeting. Plus, who is to say we can’t swap wives every now and then once the deal is done?” The question was more of a joke than a serious inquiry. There was never a doubt in his mind that he and Lily couldn’t be together secretly. Even if their meetings were only under the cover of night.

Sweet Pea gave him an incredulous look. What would happen to the kingdoms if they were caught? In theory, Jughead and Shanna would be the ruling monarchs. Their word would trump all. Still they had the loyalty of the people to think about. Would they lose the element of trust from the other Lords if word got out? It was so much to think about.

“Shanna is sick.” Jughead stated, hoping to rattle his brother into action. “She’s pale and though she tries to cover it with makeup, there’s dark circles under her eyes. Something is going on with her and she won’t tell Lily anything. Apologize to her. Extend an olive branch. If the king notices that his daughter is ill then he might call the whole thing off.”

He didn’t want that to happen. Not with everything that was at stake. Sweet Pea decided to heed his brother and nodded. “Alright. Fine. I’ll talk to her. What makes you think she’ll even listen to me?”

Jughead rolled his eyes before pointing out the obvious, “because she cares about you too.”

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Shanna was decked in her typical riding gear as she entered the royal stable. She had stayed away from her horse for as long as she could bear. The past few days she’d been avoiding the building, thinking she’d run into the prince there. Her fractured heart couldn’t take seeing his beautiful face.

Riding while this tired was not ideal. If she fell asleep and fell then she could seriously injure herself. However, Shanna was certain that she wouldn’t pass out. She’d gone this long without sleep, what was a few more hours? The horror hidden behind her eyelids drove her to keep them open.

Once inside she could hear the different noises from the horses. The mastication of hay, quiet nickers of contentment, and hooves stepping on the hard wooded floor. Shanna rubbed her weary eyes as she approached Persephone’s stall.

The horse’s head was not sticking over the door as it normally did whenever Shanna entered the barn. It was unusual to say the least.

So far the coast seemed clear. She had passed Dilton on the way in and exchanged pleasantries. He expressed concern for her riding while looking unwell, but she told him she was fine. She saw Hades first. He was taking a drink of water while swishing his tail to keep flies at bay.

Then, when her eyes moved to her own white beauty, she saw him. The dark prince in her prized horse’s stall. He was braiding her hair, entwining sprigs of lavender into the locks. The purple stood out gorgeously against the snow colored mane. Shanna stopped in her tracks, mouth agape as she watched him expertly work.

Maybe if she turned around she could leave before he noticed her. She was about to turn on her heel when he acknowledged her presence, “I was wondering when you’d show.”

The princess halted again, staring at the back of his head. He finished the strand he was working on before turning to face her. He laid a hand on Persephone’s back and patted her. She let out a contented sound in response. “Do you like it?”

Shanna just stared at him while she closed her mouth before she caught one of the flies buzzing around with it. He took in her appearance and he quickly realized that his brother was right. She was looking worse for wear. Dark shadows engulfed her eyes and they seemed cloudy with exhaustion. Her face seemed a few shades paler than it was just the other day, almost as if the blood had drained from it.

“It’s…beautiful.” She finally managed to say. Her eyes moved back to Persephone’s mane to take in the sight of the delicate work. He had done an excellent job, she couldn’t deny him that. “Why are you here?” She asked, daring to find out the truth behind his actions.

“I wanted to apologize.” Sweet Pea said, “and that’s not something I normally do so don’t get used to it.” He opened the door and let himself out. His hand reached out to cup her face, pulling her closer to him. Her head tilted into his touch before she could tell it not to.

Was this real? Did she fall asleep and was dreaming something other than destruction and ruin? “Sweet Pea…”

“You look like shit, Shanna.” He said bluntly. She pulled away from him angrily. It wasn’t as if she couldn’t see her own reflection. She knew exactly what she looked like. No one really had the gall to tell her outright how bad she looked though. Of course they didn’t, she was a princess.

Shanna turned her back to him and huffed as she crossed her arms over her chest, “What do you care?!” She snapped at him, not understanding him in the slightest.

She heard a heavy sigh leave him. “Look, I’m sorry I left the other day. I shouldn’t have. I’m an asshole, I know.”

Her shoulders fell slightly. “Why did you leave me?” She asked, her voice barely above a whisper. “Tell me the truth.”

“Because I don’t- We’re not supposed to be together. You’re engaged to my brother. I can’t have feelings for you.” Sweet Pea said, trying to explain to her why what they had done was a mistake. He heard her sniff back tears.

“That doesn’t stop Jughead from seeing Lily.” Shanna replied, her voice filled to the brim with hurt. “And if you felt that way to begin with, then why did you agree to have sex with me.”

Sweet Pea had thought that was obvious. “Because you’re a hot princess. How many guys can say they’ve slept with the heir to the thrown? Not that I can tell anyone.”

“Someone knows.” She blurted out as her body started to shake from anxiety.

He rolled his eyes, “I know. You told Lily and she told Jughead.”

“No!” Shanna cried out desperately, turning around to face him again. Tears were falling down her cheeks. “Not them, someone else. They slipped a note under my bedroom door. They said they know and that if I don’t give them what they want, then they’ll tell. Sweet Pea, it’ll ruin everything if it gets out. There will be no more alliance. My kingdom will fall. I can’t have that!”

So this is why she looked so distressed, he thought. Someone must have heard them and was using it against her. He grabbed her by her upper arms, gently squeezing them in an attempt to reassure her. “Shanna, breathe. Jughead and I won’t let that happen. We need this alliance just as much as you and Lily do. When is the last time you slept?”

His touch calmed her frayed nerves, dulling them so they weren’t so on end. She rubbed the salty fluid from her eyes. “Not since before I got the note. I just keep having nightmares about Greendale taking over and the one-eyed queen destroying everything. I can’t stand to see it anymore. My brain is torturing me with all the possibilities of things that could happen.”

Sweet Pea pulled her into him. Shanna resisted him at first but his scent forced her to relax against his broad chest. She breathed him in, closing her irritated eyes. His large hand rubbed her up and down her spine to soothe her. “Have they made any actual demands?”

“No, not yet.” She murmured, her hands coming up to clutch his shirt and cling to him. “I haven’t gotten another note. I don’t even know who it is.”

“It’s not the end of the world.” Sweet Pea said as he tightened his grip on her. “We’ll find out who it is and I’ll make sure they keep their mouth shut. In the meantime, you need to get some rest.”

Shanna felt like she was about to fall asleep against him, her grip loosening as her body relaxed. Her eyes slid closed. “I can’t sleep. I can’t.”

He ran a hand through her hair, “yes you can. I’ll be right here.” He bent down slightly to hook his arms under her knees and lift her up into his arms. Her head lulled against his chest and a small sigh of content left her lips.

“Someone will see,” She said as she began to protest. Shanna tried to keep her eyes open, trying to let the panic fuel her.

Sweet Pea shrugged, “I’ll say I found you passed out in the stable. I’m taking you to bed for your own good. No one will object to that. Now go to sleep.”

Shanna finally stopped fighting as she settled back down against him. Her heavy eyelids crashed down, relieving her dried out eyes. Sweet Pea wasn’t even out of the barn before she was asleep.

The prince looked down at her sleeping form, silently thinking to himself that she once again looked like an angel that had fallen to Earth. He hoped she would stay asleep and not wake up in a panic. Perhaps he would have to put off his strategizing a little bit longer just to make sure.

He sighed softly under his breath as to not wake her. How was he supposed to get work done for the king if he was having to take care of his daughter? This was such an inconvenience. Soon he would have to start training the troops and he couldn’t just leave any time she needed a nap.

Once inside the castle, he took her up to where her room was. On the way there he passed Lily who stepped in front of him to stop him in his tracks. He gave her an annoyed look. “Did you apologize, troll?” She asked harshly, using the insult that Shanna always used for him.

Sweet Pea rolled his eyes at the short girl. “Does it look like I apologized? Go kiss my brother so he’ll stop moping.” He said before moving past her to get to her room. Lily followed after him, still concerned.

“Why are you carrying her? Did she faint?” Lily asked, intruding into his personal bubble. Sweet Pea shot her an annoyed look but she didn’t step back.

“She’s been having nightmares so she hasn’t been sleeping. I told her to rest so she’s resting.” He replied, hoping she’d leave him alone. Now inside the room, he laid Shanna down. She turned onto her side and curled into a ball.

Lily was eying him suspiciously before shooing him out of the way. She started to take off her sister’s boots. “Help me undress her. She shouldn’t sleep in her riding clothes, they’re too tight.”

Sweet Pea gave her a skeptical look. “You’re asking me to help you undress your sister?” He asked for clarification.

“You’ve already seen her naked, haven’t you? Or was she lying to me when she said you took her virginity in the stable?” Lily snapped back at him as she struggled to get her older sister’s pants off.

He went rigid, “she told you I took her virginity?” He asked, anger spiking in his chest.

Lily stared at him for a moment before struggling once more. “Her exact words were I slept with Sweet Pea. But she’s never had sex before that.”

Sweet Pea was surprised that Lily didn’t know. “She wasn’t a virgin.” He quickly corrected her. “She told me she wasn’t. I wasn’t her first.” He helped her take the tight pants off so she’d quit jerking the sleeping girl. He was worried she’d wake her up at this point. “Let me do it, you’re going to wake her.”

Lily stepped back to let Sweet Pea work. She was at a loss of words. Why didn’t Lav tell her that she’d had sex? “Who was it?” She asked in a soft voice. “Who else did she sleep with?”

“You’ll have to ask her.” The young prince answered as he managed to carefully slip off her jacket. “I didn’t ask and she didn’t tell.”

Once Shanna was down to her underwear camisole, and sports bra, Sweet Pea sat down in a nearby chair. He gave Lily a bored look, signaling her that he really didn’t know anything else.

Lily’s eyes narrowed as she looked at him, “do you care about her?” She asked, not knowing what his true motives were. Certainly he seduced her into sleeping with him. Certainly it wasn’t Shanna’s idea to shack up in the stable of all places.

Sweet Pea sighed so hard that his shoulders slumped forward. It had always been incredibly difficult to talk about his feelings. This was however the woman he was going to marry. If he couldn’t talk to her then who could he talk to? “Yes,” He said after some deliberation. “I do.”

A smile brightened Lily’s once serious face. “Good. Then you can stay here and make sure she gets all the rest she needs. I need to go talk to your brother.”

He grumbled a few curses under his breath at her orders before sinking further into the plush chair. “Yes, your highness.”                    

Lily left the room and closed the door as gently as she could behind her as to not disturb the sleeping beauty. She looked up to see Prince Forsythe waiting outside for her. He had seen his brother carrying in the princess and wanted to see if everything was okay.

“How is she?” He asked, keeping his voice low to make sure that it didn’t carry. Lily blinked as her green eyes connected with his blue. Her blond lashes fanned out beautiful against her skin, eyes brimming with happiness as they reopened.

Lily grabbed his hand and squeezed it. “I think she will be just fine. As long as Sweet Pea stays with her and doesn’t leave again.”

Jughead leaned in, their lips inches apart. A buzz of anticipation passed through the air between them. “Let’s make our lips blue then, shall we?” He asked, not bothering to veil the lust in his tone.

She stopped him from getting any closer while a playful grin, “let’s do something even better.” His beloved began to pull him down to the next door that he knew led to her own bedroom.

He cocked a curious eyebrow at her as she opened it with her free hand. Her eyes ran along the expanse of the hall to make sure no one else was around to see them. When she was satisfied with her sweep, she yanked him inside. Jughead looked around the pink and green room.

It was nicer than his room in the Southside castle. That wasn’t very surprising though, the Northside kingdom had much more money. Her king sized bed was made with more pillows than he could possibly count. The plush duvet looked inviting with how crisp and clean it appeared to be.

The walls were littered with paintings and drawing that were mostly half finished. He spied an easel that had the starting of what he recognized as his own face. A small smile curled across his lips before he could process the fact that they were alone in Lily’s room.

Lily pulled him down by the back of the neck to plant a firm kiss on his lips. His focus shifted suddenly to the girl in front of him, arms wrapping around her waist, one hand planting firmly on her lower back. They stayed entangled for a few moments before she pulled away for a breath.

“My sister isn’t a virgin, so why should I be one?” Lily asked in an apprehensive voice. She was worried he’d judge her for wanting to throw herself into his arms.

At first, Jughead wasn’t sure what to make of her question. He knew what she was hinting at but he wasn’t how he felt about doing it in a way that wasn’t absolutely special. Sure they were in her bedroom, but he didn’t have any kind of plan in place.

He had previously convinced himself that he’d have to be satisfied with just kissing her, since it was unlikely that she’d want to go further. However, her presentation of the idea of them having sex had excitement crawling up his spine.

“Are you sure?” He asked with pure adoration in his eyes. “It may hurt. I don’t want to cause you harm.”

Lily smiled as she took a small step away from him. She reached behind her back and unzipped her dress, letting it fall slowly to the ground. Underneath was a light pink bustier with small white polka dots. Jughead’s breath caught in his throat as his eyes dared to travel lower to see that she was wearing matching lace underwear.

“I’m sure.” Lily replied in a whisper. Her cheeks were bright red from embarrassment, feeling exposed in front of him. She trusted Jughead almost as much as she trusted her sister. She knew he’d never do anything to purposefully harm her.

She would much rather give herself to someone who would treat her right, and she had a sneaking suspicion that this prince would treat her a million times better than the one she was betrothed to. Not that Sweet Pea would be abusive but he was not known for his gentleness.

Jug reached out and brushed his fingers lightly across the protrusion of her hip bone. He had never seen a woman so intensely beautiful as the one baring herself to him right now. He couldn’t deny her now. He didn’t have the restraint left in him.

Lily’s arms wrapped around his neck and she pressed her body against his. Her lips met his once more and they kissed eagerly. He backed her up towards the bed, only stopping when the backs of her legs came in contact with the mattress.

One hand stayed on her hip to fiddle with the elastic of her underwear as the other came to rest on the back of her head to hold in in place as he devoured her mouth with his own. His teeth nipped at her lower lip before he forced her backwards onto the top of the bed.

He pulled away to look over her flushed face. Small pants exited her mouth as hee swollen lips parted to help with the intake of air. Jughead planted a soft kiss on her jaw before leaving a trail of scorching kisses down her throat. Lily moaned lightly, the sound foreign to her as she’d never felt anything as pleasurable as what she was feeling at that very moment.

Jughead was fueled by the innocent sound. He put both hands on her hips and let them slowly travel up her bare sides, committing the smoothness of her skin to memory.

Lily lifted up as she felt his hands wiggled into the space between her body and the bed. He fiddled with the hook-and-eyes that kept the upper undergarment in place. They gave way and he pulled the delicate fabric away from her equally delicate body.

His line of kisses stopped briefly at the base of her neck before starting again along her collarbone. His teeth dragged against her skin lightly to cause another soft moan to come from her lips. Lily forced herself to relax against the bed again despite the anxiety rising in her chest. She felt like she was suffocating from both excitement and nervousness.

The prince left his mark on her clavicle before moving down further. He grasped her left breast in his hand, kneading the tender flesh gently as he lips came to her right nipple. Lily gasped in surprise as he sucked on her breast, using both teeth and tongue to tease the bud inside his mouth.

He was earning more moans from her as his free hand snuck between her clenched thighs. Lily briefly panicked and she tightened her legs together with all of her might. Jughead pulled his mouth away from her breast, invoking a whine from her.

“Its okay, my queen.” Jughead said softly, “I’m not going to hurt you.” She took a deep breath before releasing the hold on her legs. They relaxed against the bed and parted enough for his hand to fit between them. “I would never dim my brightest star.” He murmured to her affectionately.

His mouth returned to her chest as his finger prodded her clit through her underwear. Lily bit the inside of her cheek to keep more sounds from coming out of her mouth. After all, Sweet Pea and her sister were in the next room over. Jughead’s eyes flicked up to see the expression on her face and the tension on her jawline.

The pad of his finger drew small shapes around her cluster of nerves. Lily squirmed, almost uncomfortable with the amount of pleasure she was feeling. It was foreign and new. She wasn’t sure how she was supposed to be reacting. Suddenly she felt extremely self-conscious about her inexperience.

Jughead gave one last lick to her nipple before trailing kisses down her stomach. His fingers hooked around the edges of her underwear and he pulled them down in a fluid motion. He tossed the garment over his shoulder haphazardly.

He placed her thighs on his shoulders, arms wrapped around them to hold her firmly in place. Jughead looked back up to her again, his gaze requesting permission to go any further. Lily’s eyes locked with his and she gave him a small nod.

His tongue dove to replace where his fingers had just been. It lapped at her clitoris in a steady rhythm that caused Lily to whimper with lust. Jughead covered the swelling bundle with his entire mouth and began to gently suck, just as he had down with her nipple. All the while he didn’t stop the teasing with his tongue.  

Lily could no longer hold back the moans from tumbling out of her mouth. She couldn’t keep her jaw shut to muffle them either. No one had ever made her feel this way. In fact, she didn’t even realize sex would feel this good. She felt like she was dripping for him already, but the prince was taking his time with her as any gentleman would.

While he kept his mouth on her clit, he unwrapped one arm from around her leg so his finger could tease the entrance of her core. It was slick with desire and he was certain he could put it in without any trouble. He sped up the movements of his tongue as he inserted the digit slowly.

Lily was gasping again at the new feeling. She could feel him moving inside of her, pressing against her soft walls as he slowly pulled his finger back out. She found her hips moving on their own accord, desperate to feel him within her once more.

“Jughead,” She whined in the sweetest voice he’d ever had the pleasure to hear. He took it as a sign that she was enjoying what he was doing and increased the pace of his finger.

After a minute of quick thrusts of just his middle finger, he gently added his index. A pang of discomfort ran threw her before the prodding of his tongue made her moan again. She adjusted to the new size quickly as she was now grinding into his mouth and hand. She tried to stop her body from moving but it just wouldn’t listen.

Lily felt an odd sensation building in her lower abdomen. Pressure from pleasure, a tenseness that she couldn’t quite place. It would have been mind boggling if she had the ability to concentrate.

Once he felt her fully adjust, Jughead added yet another digit to continue to prep her. A small whimper caught in her throat. There was a small amount of pain, nothing unbearable but it was unexpected. Jughead pulled his mouth away from her to give her a reassuring look.

“It will feel good, I promise.” He added in a voice husky with desire. Lily nodded her head again, unable to use any words as the tension grew in her stomach.

“Don’t stop,” She managed to mutter to him. Jughead couldn’t help but send a smirk her way before attacking her clit more furiously than before. In a matter of minutes the tension released and a wave of pleasure crashed over her. Lily cried out in surprise, having never experienced an orgasm before.

Jughead removed his fingers and licked her core gently to clean up any excess juices that spilled out of her. Once he was finished he pulled away from her, standing a pace back in order to have room to undress.

Lily watched with hooded eyes, her brain buzzing with emotion. She couldn’t think straight as her eyes roamed down his toned stomach and the trail of hair that connected his bellybutton to his pubis where a well-trimmed splay of pubic hair sat above the base of his erect penis.

Her eyes widened slightly, a fresh coat of pink ran across her face as she had never seen one in person before. Only in pictures of books in her anatomy lessons. She sat up, intrigued by the appendage that was said to make women scream with pleasure.

Jughead stepped closer between her legs again as she reached out to trace the line of hair on his lower stomach. Her touch was delicate, light, and sent sparks of ecstasy running through him. Lily gingerly touched the base of his penis, not knowing how it was going to feel.

He bit his lip to keep from groaning as her hand wrapped around it. It was so hard but soft at the same time. Her thumb traced a vein that ran along the side. Of course he was bigger than his fingers. She wondered briefly how much it was going to hurt and if there really would be blood.

Jughead was getting lost in the sensation of her stroking him. His head tilted back and his eyes slid shut. He thrusted lightly into her hand which caused a surprised giggle to erupt from Lily. He opened his eyes to look at her, a grin on his face.

“Lay back, princess.” Jughead ordered, wanting nothing more than to be buried inside of her at this very moment. Of course he’d still take it slow but her teasing him with her palm was enough to make his skin crawl with excitement.

Lily released him and laid back again on the bed for him. His eyes roamed over her gorgeous face, pert breasts, and the sweet skin of her mons pubis lightly covered with fair hair. Jughead committed the image to memory as he moved between her legs.

He grabbed her thighs to adjust them so that they could both be comfortable. His tip brushed along her slit and Lily’s breath hitched in anticipation. Jughead reached down to grab the base of his penis so he could better align himself with her entrance.

“Tell me when it’s okay to move. Just relax, it won’t hurt for long.” He said gently as he pushed inside her slowly. The tip was nothing, it was when his shaft entered her that the pain began.

A small whimper came up out of her as her thighs clenched his sides. Jughead ran his hand down her side lovingly. He nuzzled her neck, kissing the flesh over a pulse point to help distract her. Once his hilt pressed against her, he laid still just as he said he would.

Lily took a deep breath, trying to relax as he stretched her. The pain wasn’t unbearable but it wasn’t pleasant either. She concentrated on his kisses along her throat. The tenderness filling her with warm joy. Once she was sure she could handle him moving, she spoke. “Alright…It’s alright.”

Jughead moved his hips slowly at first, letting her get used to the feeling of him pumping in and out of her. The initial pains she felt from his thrusts gradually faded. Soon enough she was moaning, her arms wrapped around him and fingers pressed firmly into the skin of his back.

He increased his pace once he knew she was feeling good. He couldn’t stop the moans coming from his mouth. She was so tight, so warm, so soft. He lifted his head up so he could look down at her.

The look he found on her face was pure love. She looked like she could be Aphrodite in the flesh. The expression on her features read back the pleasure she was feeling. Her grip on him almost longing for release.

Jughead closed the gap between their lips. It wasn’t hungry or wanting. It was light. A pure show of how much he adored her in this moment. Lily responded to the kiss with an equal amount of affection.

Both of them had orgasms building inside them. The room filled with low moans and cries of each other’s names. Jughead increased his pace again, hitting into her a little harder now that he knew she wasn’t in pain.

Each thrust brought them closer to being one. One of Jughead’s fingers brushed against her raw clit, making Lily hit her peak almost instantly. Her grip on his back tightened as her hips jerked from her release. She didn’t realize the second one would be even more intense than the first.

Jughead continued to move at the same pace, letting her feel the extent of her high before he allowed himself to come inside of her. She felt herself gush from both of their fluids filling her, an odd and sticky sensation.

He kissed her one last time as he rested his hips against hers. Lily let out a happy sigh. It felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off of her. She no longer had to worry about having her first time be with Sweet Pea. Instead it was with the man she found herself to love insurmountably.

Once they had caught their breaths, he pulled out of her. Lily let out another sigh as her body seem to melt into the duvet. “You don’t have a towel in here do you?” He asked, wanting to help clean her up.

Lily couldn’t even manage to sit up. She simply pointed to a hand towel hanging by her vanity. Jughead grabbed it and wiped the blood, semen, and vaginal secretions from his penis before tending to her.

He pressed the towel gently against her slit and began to wipe away the fluids. He noticed a few spots of blood on the duvet and bit his lip. “We made a mess.” He said in a joking tone.

Lily didn’t care, she just wanted to bask in the afterglow of her orgasm. Her eyes were closed as she breathed heavily. Jughead shook his head with a smile spreading across his lips. He put the towel down before laying down next to her.

Jug pulled her relaxed body into his arms and he breathed in her floral scent. Lily curled up against him helplessly as she started drifting off. He ran a hand through her hair to soothe her so that she could rest. His eyes met the ones of the incomplete drawing of him still sitting on the easel.

Happiness, he thought to himself, even if it is fleeting.

top image by @the-gargoyle-queen ; bottom image by @lilhemmo

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what is the worst ooc interaction you’ve had? is there a rule/guideline you can’t stand? what is your favorite experience with shipping? what is your worst experience with shipping?

like a true clickbait hoe i’ll leave all the t under the cut !! [ send me ooc ask memes !! ]

what is the worst ooc interaction you’ve had? oooo f !! i’ve stayed clear of ooc drama ( i think ??? ) but i’ve had several interactions w ppl that has left me feeling … uncomfortable to say the least, one of them just a couple months ago actually oop ! it was a classic case of them shoving fcs and names in my face and taking control of my character which is such a turn off for me personally. that might just be me being easily weirded out, but if i want suggestions or help choosing i’ll always ask for it, other than that it just rubs me the wrong way for some reason. ANYWAY — they proposed doubling up which i agreed to, but it was sooo fucking obvious that my f character was just supposed to be background noise pretty much, which didn’t sit well with me at all. it’s totally cool to have favorite ships, ig that’s just natural ( i’m guilty of that myself ), but just blatantly ignoring one ship bc ur thirsty ??? nah sis. for someone who genuinely enjoys creating and developing and connecting with all my characters i honestly can’t relate to what seems like someone making up ocs for simply doubling up and to put all their time and energy into one of the ships without the feeling of guilt. i see through that bs and it’s just ….. big yikes. 

is there a rule / guideline you can’t stand? not rly ?? i mean sometimes i’ll get annoyed by silly things like cancel culture regarding fcs when ppl just ban faces left and right bc god knows even the most righteous ppl in this community used to be problematic at some point. but at the same time that’s just personal preference and i can’t rly argue w that asdkl. simply put — if i don’t fuck w people’s rules / guidelines i just ,, don’t plot w them.

what is your favorite experience with shipping? SO MANY !!! i have such a great set of friends / writing partners and i luv all of them w whole my heart ok !!! not to get all sappy on main but @lcmongrass has rly created some of the characters and ships i truly hold closest to my heart, my absolute favorites being dex & chris, violet & jesse, finn & melanie, izzie & mason, paige & dylan and jack & chrissy * clutches heart intensely * !! also if i could mention some dynamics while im at it paige & olivia, felix & trevor and jack & olivia are the ones that make me laugh the most !! so a big shoutout to maren for making me fall so head over heels for every. single. one. of her characters ♡ @summerrobrts is rly also out here giving me the feels left and right huh !! we have so many plots and ships at this point and they’re all just giving me LIFE. we’re currently setting up our second ( 1!! ) mumu and i’m hella excited !! and i could never forget @dvisy for creating one of my absolute favorite ships and characters ever tbh. lacey & tucker just makes me feel some kind of way u kno ??? like their ( rare ) but soft moments makes my heart fucking jump out of my chest and the pure angst makes my heart hurt, but then there’s also those more snarky moments like lacey being a lil brat and tucker just being so fucking done w her that genuinely makes me laugh out loud asjks. i feel like i should probably shut up now but i can’t go on without mentioning the amazing @controlists bc as u know salem & joy and harlow & ezra owns my freakin ass !!!! playing tainted souls like salem is an actual Kink of mine and if i’m gonna be honest writing and exploring harlow as a character has been one of my favorite rp experiences so far though half the reason is probably how well you portray ezra like DAMN. creating the biggest mumu ever w @geminisrps ( seriously we need an award or smth bc that shit is COMPLEX ) and actually developing all sorts of pairings / dynamics and threads has been such a fun time, and @dumbinspo keeps breaking my poor heart with our amazing ships !! ♡ 

what is your worst experience with shipping? i honestly thought i didn’t have that many but now i’m trying to choose from a number of experiences lmao. i guess one worth mentioning is from my indie days ( rip ) when someone reached out saying they wanted to play one of my most wanted opposites against me, which naturally got me super excited, though i had to jot that down real quick as it was close to impossible to actually get some real plotting going. their character was just too above any plot or character if that makes any sense. and this isn’t me just reading into things, this person clearly stated their character was just simply too complicated and special for any type of relation ( which is also like yikes … i promise u they’re not ) UNLESS the plot would center mainly around their character while mine would basically just play a minor role helping the development of that character’s story asjks ew. i’m all about a good amount of brainstorming and throwing out ideas and spend actual time building the storyline but they were just ,, not having it and seemed straight up uninterested and annoyed by my ideas which for a second there had me wondering like ?? didn’t u approach me ?? asjkls. there’s definitely two sides to these kind of stories ( or more ) but that whole interaction just left me feeling like i was the one forcing my characters on someone which kinda sucked :–//. the gag is that similar stuff has happened since and in more recent times and im always just so ?? confused by it ??  END OF RANT.