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Indie smut Riverdale blog. 21+, NSFW. All the men of Riverdale. (dads included) 'i got soul but i'm not a soldier.'

[pembrokebitch-deactivated201902]

Two smiling, precious beans ❤

[crowley-anthony]

bughead + season two kisses

[riverdudez]

serpentqueened:

“Did I stutter?” An eyebrow of her own arched at him when he repeated her words of being punished. “I promise you, Nick, this is no prank.” When he reaches out to touch her outfit, she ROUGHLY grabs ahold of his wrist, nails digging into the skin of his wrist. “Ah, ah, ah. Not yet. I told you, Nick, you’re going to be punished.”

At the same time that she lets go of his wrist, she presses her hand against him to roughly shove him away from her. “You will only touch me when I ALLOW YOU too.” Her eyes never leave his form as he circles around her. He may be acting like she’s his prey but in truth, he’s the prey here.

Not her. She WOULD NOT be his victim. It was time for Nick St Claire to be the victim. By the time she’s done with him, he’s going to be BEGGING HER to let him have her.

“Forgive me if I don’t trust you.” It’d be stupid of her to take the drink without waiting for him to take a sip first. Once she was sure it wasn’t spiked, she brought the drink up to her lips.

A sip is taken before she moves forward, deciding to do something much better with the drink. She takes his own drink from him, setting it aside before she tips her drink, pouring it onto the floor, over her high heels as well.

Quickly she grabs a fistful of his hair and jerks him down to the floor, “Lick it up. Lick it up like the DOG you are.”

Nick winces as her sharp nails dig into his skin, “Fucking Christ! What the fuck is wrong with you?!” He yelps, pulling his arms away and clasping it with his other hand. “I didn’t know you were such a sadist.” He teased, still quipping back.

He takes a sip of his own drink, then hers. “Both clean.” He assured her. “It’ll just get you drunk.” He confirmed. As she takes a sip, he smirks. Nick was sure she was warming up to him when she quickly began to pour her drink onto the floor. 

As she pushes him to the floor, he winces, looking up at her. “What the fuck?!” He let out, her eyes staring sharply at him. “Are you kidding me?” Her gaze was pointed and tough.

Nick chuckles dryly, “Wow... You really are kinky.” He cleared his throat, giving his shoulders a simple shrug before leaning over and placing a kiss on the top of her foot. “If you insist...” He whispered, kissing his way down to the floor before lapping up some of the whiskey. He spent more time on her exposed skin, finding any way to touch her that he could.

“What now, miss?” He asked, playing along with her sick games. He knew if he gave in to her now, he would be able to give her a taste of her own medicine later.

[riverdudez]

serpentqueened:

They’re both going to hell, aren’t they? This does NOTHING to prove to Betty that she’s not a horrible person but right now, she can’t be BOTHERED to care. It’s probably the grief talking, she might regret this, but right now all she wants is her best friend and the comfort he’s so obviously willing to give her.

That curse word has and growl has her holding back a groan. She relishes in the feeling of his hands on her skin. She’s wanted this FOR SO LONG and while she loves Jughead with her ENTIRE BEING, her love for Archie had never truly gone away.

“I think about you too, Archie. I know I shouldn’t, but I do.” And if this was so wrong, why did it feel so right? “I’ve dreamt about this.” She admits, unable to stop herself. If she’s going to do this, no point in holding ANYTHING back.

“Yes.” She mutters, giving a slight nod of her head, pulling her face away from his long enough to pull her shirt off and over her head, tossing it to the side. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

He smiled softly, such tenderness in a moment fuelled by passion and lust. “I have, too.” He admitted. He nods, helping her in removing her shirt before finally taking in the sight of her in only her bra. 

“Wow...” He muttered, looking over her breasts before he made eye contact with her once more. “Yes.” He stated confidently, holding her back against him once more. “I need you so badly. I can’t keep denying how I feel for you... How badly I’ve wanted this... wanted you...”

Leaning up, he whispered in her ear, “You’re so beautiful, Betty..” He mused, his fingertips tracing their way up to the clasp of her bra, quickly unhooking it and sliding it off of her frame.

He leans back slightly, just enough to get a good look at her. “Fuck..” He smirks, leaning in cupping her breasts with his hands. He palms them tenderly, cupping them with his fingers. “Is this okay?” He asks, hoping she was still comfortable with his actions. 

Archie groaned, feeling his erection press dangerously close to her. “I... I want to be inside of you, Betty.”

[riverdudez]

serpentqueened:

They’re both eager for each other, but desperate to have each other. There’s something about Jughead that brings this side out of her. Innocent Betty Cooper isn’t so innocent when it’s just the two of them, all alone.

Each teasing kiss to her breasts have her gasping out in pleasure. It doesn’t last long because soon she’s being lowered down onto the bed, not that she minds at all. She tugs him down with her, groaning as he grinds against her.

Her hips rock against his to grind herself against his clothed erection, feeling her arousal grow and wetness to pool between her legs. “Then take me, Juggie.” She purrs the words at him seductively.

She lifts her hips to help him pull her panties off, lips pressed against hers has he returning the kiss. It isn’t long until he’s pushing inside of her and filling her up. Her lips part in another moan, legs wrapping around his waist. “Jughead.” She breathes out, one hand curling around the sheets underneath her, the other gripping at Jughead’s forearm.

“God, Jughead. I missed this. I missed you.” Teeth nip at his lower lip before she’s breaking the kiss to press kisses against his neck, stopping at a spot she knows is sensitive before sucking a mark into his flesh. 

She won’t be the only one marked up by the end of this.

He groans, their sounds echoing off the walls and bouncing back as he enters her. “Fuck... Betty...” He groans, burying himself inside of her. As she pulls him closer, he fills her completely, searching for the sensitive spot deep inside of her that he knows will push her over the edge.

“I missed you, too.” He agreed between kisses, letting his head fall back as she began to kiss and suck at his neck. “Oh, God...” He moaned, beginning to pick up the pace of his thrusts. Their hips lifted to meet each other at every thrust, clashing violently as they made love.

Rolling them over, he scoots up the bed so he’s leaning against his pillows, Betty on top of him. “Ride me, baby..” He encouraged, his hands roaming over her body as he rocks his hips up inside of her. He lifts his hips up off the beg, angling his waist up so he can reach deeper inside of her.

He’s quite large, filling her entirely. He picks up his pace once again, pounding into her rapidly at this point. There was no time to be gentle tonight, they both needed release that had been pent up inside for weeks at this point. “I’m getting close, Betty...” Jughead warned, groaning loudly.

Reaching his hands up to cup her breasts, he rolls his index finger and thumb over her swollen nipples. He pinches it tightly, giving it pleasure as he continues to rock his hips into hers.

[storiesrewritten-deactivated202]

[riverdudez]

M O O D B O A R D -- Archie & Betty @serpentqueened

[riverdudez]

serpentqueened:

There’s no hiding his erection. She can feel it pressing against her and that gives her a smug sense of satisfaction. It seemed SO EASY to toy with men and turn them on. She’d often wondered what it would be like to be with FP, if he was as good as Jughead or BETTER.

Fingers curl into the fabric of her skirt, SLOWLY pulling the fabric up to reveal the flesh of her thighs inch by inch. Once she deems her skirt hiked up enough, she brings her hands to her shirt, pulling it off and tossing it to the side to let it fall to the floor.

Lacy hot pink bra now revealed to him, the smirk is back on her lips. “You know exactly what I’m here for, Mr. Jones.” She purrs at him, rolling her hips slowly to grind herself against him TEASINGLY.

“I guess the question is are you going to take what you obviously want or am I going to have to take it instead?”

FP’s large cock pressed against his dark jeans, poking her. He watched as she toyed with her skirt, revealing herself up to him. He can feel his heart race, his length beginning to throb in the confines of his jeans. “Holy shit...” He moaned, watching her remove her shirt, revealing her perfectly perky breasts to him.

“I think you’re in luck, Ms. Cooper....” He smirked, groaning at the contact of her hips against his arousal. “Because if you’re here to finally get fucked by a real man, you’re in for a treat. I’m gonna show you how a real man fucks... You think you can handle that, princess?” He teased, smirking as he leans in, his lips mere inches away from hers.

He nodded slightly, slapping her ass forcefully. “I will take what I want. I always get what I want.” He growled, leaning in and capturing her lips in a heated kiss. Her lips were soft against his, the passion evident as it spilled into their kiss. He groaned loudly, bucking his hips into hers as he needed release now more than ever.

“Get on your knees.” He muttered between kisses, pulling away. “I want you to suck me off first...” He instructed, palming at his own cock, “Take my cock out and suck me, baby... Then, if you do a good job, I’ll pin you against the wall and fuck you senseless...” He taunted, eyeing her up and down.

“How does that sound?”

[riverdudez]

serpentqueened:

When she had learned that Nick was back in town and what he had done to Archie, Betty found herself FULL OF RAGE. How dare he come back after all that he’s done?! Nearly raping Cheryl and Veronica and then beating Archie up?

He NEEDED to be PUNISHED, so Betty had devised a plan. The plan was to SEDUCE HIM but not let him have what he wanted and instead blackmail him or teach him a lesson in some way. Maybe she should have come up with a far better plan but for now, it’s what she’s got.

It’s a DANGEROUS situation and she knows this. Nick St. Clair was dangerous and he could turn the tables on her real quick, but she would take her chances with him.

Once the door was open, she slipped past him and into the hotel room, Betty turned around to face him, untying the trench coat to let it fall completely to the floor and further reveal her black lingerie.

“You’ve been a naughty boy Nick and I think you need to be punished. Shut the door.

Still in awe that Betty was here, he could hardly wrap his mind around her appearance. He quickly locked the door behind her, clearly she was making herself at home and would be here for a while. As she shed her trench coat and revealed herself to him, he felt his jaw fall open slightly.

“Holy shit...” He let out, eyes widening as he scanned over her frame eagerly. “Punished...?” He repeated, cocking an eyebrow. “I... Is this some type or prank...? Or are you... some kind of stripper gram?” He laughed, walking over to her and reaching out to touch the tassels on her outfit. “What’s going on, Betty?”

Nick smirked to himself, circling around her and taking in her sights. “It’s not even my birthday...” He chuckled, setting his jacket blazer on the chair beside them and rolling up his sleeves, humming slightly. “Either way, I think we’re in for a bit of fun tonight.”

He smirked, walking over to the bar and quickly pouring two drinks for them. “Whiskey, on the rocks. Only the finest Riverdale has to offer, which is nothing compared to New York but it’ll have to do... Here.” He smirked, handing her the glass.

“No funny business, just a drink. You look like you could use a stiff one.” He flirted.

[riverdudez]

serpentqueened:

She wished she could believe him. She wished that she knew without a shadow of a doubt that she’s a good person but she doesn’t know that. Not for certain. She’s done things, things Archie doesn’t know about, things she was sure if he knew about he would change his opinion of her.

Sweet Archie Andrews, always there for her, always so good-hearted. What would he think if he learned that she’d helped get rid of a body and offered up Chic to her father on a silver platter? 

“No….you don’t understand…..there are things you don’t know.” Before she can say anything further, though, she’s silenced by his lips.

A gasp of surprise is swallowed by his lips and for a moment she freezes, shocked, but she soon relaxes and returns the kiss. Lips press against his in a firm and needy kiss, desperate for a distraction. 

Without thinking, Betty climbs into his lap, arms wrapping around his neck as her tongue entwines with Archie’s.

“Then tell me, Betty. I’m here to listen.” Archie insisted, pleading with her to be honest with him. He would stand by her side through anything. There wasn’t a lot that could scare him away at this point. Not after everything he had gone through, not after everything they had been through together.

He stills himself against her, freezing as he kisses her- suddenly realizing the implications of his actions. He had just cheated on Veronica- she was cheating on Jughead. But none of that mattered right now, his mind was too clouded by lust to think of anything else other than the feeling of her lips on his.

He groaned into her mouth, unable to silence himself as she straddled his waist. “Betty...” Archie let out, hands roaming down her back, rocking her against him slightly as he pushed his tongue against hers, meshing into one.

“Fuck.” He growled, his hands roaming up her shirt, needing more of her skin against him. “I...” He began, pushing his forehead against hers and breaking away from their kiss momentarily.

“I need you, Betty... I think about you all the time.. About our kiss.. I..” He cut himself off, lacking the words to properly understand what was even going on. Everything had been turned upside down. Quickly, Archie discarded his shirt, tossing it aside before his fingers found the hemline of her shirt’s fabric. “Is this okay...?” He asked, peering up at her with a glossed over gaze.

[riverdudez]

serpentqueened:

She believes every word he says. There was no doubt that nothing would come between them. After EVERYTHING, neither of them would dare to let anyone or ANYTHING tear them apart. They’ve been through a lot together. Jughead joining the serpents, that stupid serpent dance, Jughead’s struggles with the Serpents, HIDING A BODY TOGETHER. Nothing would break them apart.

As the kiss was broken, only for him to press kisses down her neck, she arches her neck, gasping out at each teasing action. “God, yes.” She needs him more than words can express. She’s never felt so needy, so full of sexual desire.

She feels INSATIABLE.

Lips part in a moan as he sucks a hickey onto her collarbone, shivers dancing down her spine, ones of utter enjoyment and anticipation.

She doesn’t need to be told twice, so she grabs his hand to lead him through the trailer and into his bedroom. Once there, she lets go of his hand, to pull her shirt off, tossing it to the side before working on unbuttoning and unzippng her jeans.

He groaned, finally allowing his desire for her to take over. His primal instinct kicking in. He ground his hips into hers, pushing his growing erection into her hips. He loves marking her up, reminding her long after they were done just what she had been doing and with her.

He quickly takes her hand and gets off the couch, following her eagerly into his bedroom. As soon as he gets there, he takes off his shirt and throws it aside as well, taking off his jeans and quickly pushing them aside. His cock springs free in his loose fitting boxer shorts as he moves to quickly help her undress, pushing down her pants and unclasping her bra.

Leaning over, he made quick work of kissing around her nipples, sucking on them tenderly. Slowly, he lowered her onto his bed, climbing on top of her. “I need you... Now.” He groaned, grinding his cock into her, only a thin sheet of material separating.

He moves his hands down her body effortlessly, like he was painting a canvas and he quickly reaches her underwear, pulling them down quickly. He tossed them behind him, discarding them quickly before he kissed his way up to her lips. “I love you so much.” He breathed out, placing another heated kiss on her lips as he pulled off his own boxers.

Kicking them off, he carefully lined himself up at her core, rubbing the head of his cock over her slick entrance. He ran his shaft along her folds, letting it slick him over as he probed her opening teasingly. His teasing only lasted a moment though, before he promptly slid his length inside of her. Jughead moaned against her mouth at the contact, feeling her contract around his thickness.

“Holy shit, Betty...” He moans out, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead as he slowly begins moving his hips against hers. “You’re.. so tight.” He let out, kissing her once more, their bodies pressed firmly against one another.

[classicalbughead]

My boy has never stopped fighting for this crew.

Hell, he almost died for it.

That’s why I’m giving you the mantle.

[riverdudez]

crescentpalmed:

Each minute away from him was torture. Constantly worrying about whether he was okay or not, worrying about the black hood going after him or someone out to get the Serpents. It’s a RELIEF to know that he’s okay and be with him, touch him, and assure herself that everything would be okay with the two of them.

“You won’t. I won’t let anything keep us apart.” Betty mutters against his lips. If she could help it, she wouldn’t go a long amount of time without Jughead. And if she had to, she would clue him into her suspicions. Later. Right now all that mattered was how much she missed and loved Jughead.

“I love you too, Juggie.” Arms wrap loosely around his neck as he kisses her again and she hums against his lips, unable to stop the smile from spreading across his face again. “Okay.” Her mom may not be happy about it, but she’s safer here than in her own home.

He returned her kiss eagerly, needing to be closer to her in any way that he could. “Nothing is going to come between us, Betty, ever.” He promised her between kisses, holding her tightly against his chest, his arms wrapped around her waist.

He hummed, pushing his forehead against hers as he deepened their kiss. “I’ve needed... this for a while now....” He teased with a grin, kissing down to her neck, nipping at the ivory skin. “Do you need me too, Betty?” He asked, sucking a dark bruise onto her collarbone effortlessly.

They had been intimate a few times before but he had never been as needy for her as he was right now, their time apart only fuelling the fire inside of him. “I want you, Betty Cooper...” He whispered, looking up at her before kissing her again.

Her kiss was like electricity shooting through his veins, his hands roaming around her back, palming and cupping at the skin in any effort to be closer to her. He needed her, every inch. “My room... Now.”

[riverdudez]

crescentpalmed:

“I know but it still feels like I’m responsible. He was calling me, Archie, he was so close, I should have known.” Eyes flutter shut as he cups her cheek, turning her head slightly to nuzzle her cheek against his hand.

Tears fall freely no matter how much she tries to hold them back. And God does she try. She tries SO HARD but there’s no forcing back the tears when she had so much GUILT and SADNESS inside of her.

“I’m scared, Arch.” The monster might be put in jail but what if he left another monster in his wake? What if she would end up like him? “What if I end up like him? I have this darkness inside of me that I can’t make go away. What if he’s right?”

Betty swallows the lump forming in her throat, opening tear-filled eyes to meet his gaze. “Stay with me. Don’t go.”

“There was no way you could have know. Why would you suspect your own father?” There was no way she could have stopped her dad from doing such a thing. This was all his fault, Betty had no part in his plans or actions. As she began to cry, Archie tried to wipe the tears away with his sleeve. “It’s okay, Betty. I’m here.” He promised.

He shook his head, “There’s no way you could. You’re a good person, Betty. You’re nothing like him, you are so kind and caring. You are never going to be like your dad, okay?” He nodded, looking down at her, holding her close to him. “I’m not going anywhere, Betty. I’m right here, okay?”

The pad of Archie’s thumb ran over her cheek, his eyes flickering over her lips and then back up to her eyes. He had always been in love with Betty, but he could never allow himself to be close to her. He wasn’t good enough for her, and he could never hold her back. But in that moment, he was overcome with need for her.

Daringly, he leaned in, capturing her lips in a heated, needy kiss.

[riverdudez]

@crescentpalmed

Coming back to Riverdale was the last thing Nick St. Clair had ever wanted to do. The town was full of scum he didn’t want to think about, let alone associate with. Although, the penthouse at the Four Seasons downtown shed some light on the situation. Pouring himself a stiff drink, he swirled it around in the glass. It had been a few days since his release of anger on a certain Red Head and he was sure word had gotten around by now.

A knock at the door caused Nick to stop in his tracks, cautiously approaching the door to the hotel. He had his own security detail by the elevator, so whoever was at the door was either not a threat or had already taken down his security guard. “Hello?” He called out, looking through the peephole.

Surprisingly, he saw a familiar face through the lens. “Betty?” He asked himself, opening the door and looking over the girl. Her usual pastel wardrobe was changed for a tight leather ensemble and black wig. “B.. Betty?” He repeated, jaw falling open at the sight of her practically in lingerie at his door.

“What the hell are you doing here?” He asked.

[riverdudez]

crescentpalmed:

What the hell is she doing here? She knows what she’s planning is ENTIRELY WRONG. She knows that she should be here for Jughead and NOT his father but there’s something about the elder Serpent that makes him IRRESISTIBLE.

It’s RISKY doing this with Jughead here, in the shower. A shower only lasts so long, he’ll be in there for fifteen minutes, maybe a little longer, so she needs to be quick about it. 

There’s something DIFFERENT about her. An air of confidence that usually isn’t there. A seductive smirk tugs at the corner of her lips, green eyes giving him a once-over before she presses a hand to his chest to push him down onto the sofa.

She doesn’t give him much of a chance to react before she’s climbing on top of him and straddling him. NO TURNING BACK NOW. “I’m not here for Jughead, Mr. Jones.”

FP’s eyes widen as she pushes against him, through the kitchen and into the living room. She pushed him against the soda, straddling his waist before he has a chance to react. “Woah, Betty...” He let out finally, shifting his hips to try and hide the immediate erection she had given him. She took control of him and clearly wanted him.

“What do you mean, Betty?” He asked, cocking an eyebrow as his hands went to her hips, holding them close against him. “What are you here for, then?” He asked, eyeing over her frame as he licked his lips.

He wasn’t stupid- he knew damn well why she was here. “Don’t act like I haven’t noticed you checking me out, love.” He huffed, “I guess you’re a little naughtier than you thought.... Getting on me like this even though your own boyfriend is in the house.... I have to admit... that’s sexy.” He whispered.

[riverdudez]

crescentpalmed:

It’s difficult NOT to blame herself, especially when she believed the same darkness that her father had was the one inside of her. It had to be, right? What other explanation was there for the way she reacted sometimes?

It’s a COMFORT when Archie tells her he’ll stay with her as long as she needs. She doesn’t want him to go anywhere anytime soon. She’ll let him know if she needs to be alone but for now, she’s taking SOLACE in his company.

She allows him to lead her over to the couch and guide her down beside him. She feels NUMB and like she’s still REELINGfrom the shock. Instead of catching his gaze, Betty looks down at her scared palms. Fingers curling into her palm before forcing them to uncurl so that she doesn’t dig nails into her palm like she does when she’s in need of a distraction or needs to calm herself.

Taking a shaky breath, Betty blinks a couple of times to FORCE back tears.  “I’m so sorry, Arch. I’m sorry my dad almost killed your dad.” A part of her feels RESPONSIBLE. “I hate him. I hate him so much.”

He shook his head again, “You can’t be sorry. You didn’t do it, Betty. You didn’t do anything.” He repeated, pleading with the girl to understand she was innocent. “Betty... You weren’t the one who pulled the trigger. Your dad was.”

As he notices her eyes begin to swell, he wraps his arms around her once more. “It’s okay, Betty. My dad is okay, and everything will go back to normal eventually.” He reasoned with her, a dry chuckle escaping his lips. “I’m sorry that you have to go through all of this...”

Archie peered down at her, biting the inside of his cheek as he thought about things he could say to her to make her feel better. Words seemed to fail him at this moment. The damage was already done. To Betty, to the Coopers; to all of Riverdale. The town was forever changed.

“I’ll stay here all night if I have to. I’m by your side.” He promised, cupping her cheek with his left hand. “I got you.”

[riverdudez]

crescentpalmed:

It didn’t take long for her to get to Jughead’s place. She knows the way like the back of her hand and while sometimes the south side makes her uneasy, she knows she’ll be SAFE there.  Not only would Jughead not stand for her being hurt, neither would the serpents. Seems that lately, the south side was safer than the north side.

As soon as she saw the grin on Jughead’s face, a grin of her own spread across her lips - seemingly lighting up her whole face with HAPPINESS. Her heart skips a beat in her chest and she still gets that warm fuzzy feeling when she sees him.

She’s still head over heels in love and she doesn’t think that’ll EVER change. “Hey, Juggie.” Betty replies as she’s pulled closer, arms wrapping around the midsection of the much taller male as she breathes out a sigh of CONTENT.

All the troubles in Riverdale, all the thoughts of her father, EVERYTHING, seems to fade away upon being in his warm embrace. It’s strange how a simple embrace can make everything else into nothingness but she wouldn’t change it for a damn thing.

“I missed you.” She speaks softly before she’s raising to the tips of her toes to press her lips against his in a gentle kiss.

He returned her warm smile, his heart skipping a beat as she wrapped her arms around him in return. “Hi.” He said again, holding her tighter, kissing the top of her head. “I missed you more.” He assured her, leaning down to meet her in a soft kiss.

Jughead moved his hand up to her cheek, cupping it with his fingers as he smiled, kissing her once more. He needed to be connected to her, their lips touching. “Things have been so crazy lately... It’s been so long since I’ve seen you, I don’t want to go that long without you again, okay?” He asked, smiling.

It was the truth; it had been over a week since they had been alone together. That was a long time for the couple, considering they were always together at school and after with how busy everything was. But things had been hectic lately, and things had been pushing them apart. He knew nothing would come between them, their bond was very strong.

“I love you. So much, Betty Cooper.” He whispered, kissing her again, “Stay with me tonight.”