Bughead Oneshots✨

The talk✨

Smut Warning ⚠️

General POV
"Look Jug. I really do think that now is a good time to have a father-son chat with Theo. I mean him and Joanna are really good friends, well as far as we know. It could be more." Betty persuaded.
"Wait, wait, wait... you mean THE chat? The birds and the bees? THAT chat?"
"Yes, I think it's a really important part of growing up."
"Betty, he's 12!"
"And? I was only 4 years older than him when we had sex for the first time."
"Exactly, that gives me 4 years to tell him."
"No Jug, you have to do it now. Kids these days are having sex at 14! Please. I don't want him to get into any sort of trouble or feel like he can't talk to us about these things."
"You know what, fine. I'll do it. But not now. After we come back from the park. I think I'm going to lose my mind if I hear Maisie and Tyler fighting over monopoly any longer."
"Thank you." Betty leaned over to give her husband a soft kiss. Before they knew it, they were kissing passionately, until they heard the door squeak open.
"Eww." Tyler whined.
"Can we help you?" Jughead asked, his hands still on his wife's butt, where they had travelled a few minutes before.
"I'm 9. I don't need to be seeing that." He complained.
"What's going on in here?" Maisie called as she peaked her head through the door.
"And why is daddy's hand on mommy's bum." She giggled.
"Right come on. Get your coats and shoes on, we're going to the park." Betty called, ignoring her daughter.
After the park
The family walked back into the house and the two parents watched as their oldest child walked towards the kitchen. Betty nodded her head in his direction whilst looking into her husband's eyes and taking the coats and shoes off of her youngest children.
Jughead walked into the kitchen, shutting the door behind him as Betty wrestled with her two children to try and get them bathed and into bed.
"So, Theo." He started walking towards where his son was sitting at the kitchen island.
"You're 12 now and I thought that now would be as good a time than any to have a little chat about certain physical changes-"
"Nooooo." Theo interrupted before his dad could say anything else.
"No dad. Don't do this."
"Well you don't even know what I'm going to say."
"Yes I do."
"Well, what?"
"Look, we've covered it all in school."
Jughead had a surprised look on his face as he clapped his hands together.
"Oh... well, fair enough."
"Anyway, I had a long chat with granddad about it."
Jughead thought that he must have been hearing wrong.
"Granddad? What did he say?"
"He just gave me loads of advice."
"Well, what kind of advice?"
"He said to always look at the mothers."
"Why?"
"Because women often end up looking like their mothers. He said he wished he'd taken a better look at Grandma Gladys' mom."
"Did he?" He looked bewildered for a second. "...Anyway, he umm... is probably seeing this as a longer term. In the shorter term, you might find yourself developing umm... feelings and umm-"
"Dad... I'm 12 you know? What is it with your generation of old people? You're always obsessed with drugs and sex and-"
"All I'm trying to do is to set you on the right path."
"I won't be having sex til I'm 14/15... hopefully."
Jughead knitted his eyes together and looked disgusted.
"Well, I'm not sure that's a very good- you know there are legal issues and there are-"
"STD's."
Jughead squinted again before replying.
"Yes. But there are other things you need to think about like unwanted-"
"Pregnancy."
"Pregnancy. Yeah-"
"Yeah, well I know about it Dad, just... don't go on about it."
"Okay. Cool."
Theo looked confused at his father.
"What?"
Jughead looked back at him with a face that was just as confused as his sons.
"It's cool. I won't go on about it." Jughead raised his shoulders, with his arms crossed over his body and shook his head.
"You-you can't say 'cool', Dad, at your age."
"I can't say cool?"
"Yeah, you're too old."
"What? Me, a member of the generation that first used the word 'cool' is no longer allowed to say 'cool'?"
"Yeah, there's like a limit where you stop saying words like that. When you get to your age, you can say words like 'bingo', not 'cool'."
"'Bingo'? I'm not a fighter pilot from the second world war- what-"
"Dad- no-"
"So what words am I allowed to use? I am not old."
"You're closer to old."
"On what measure am I old?"
"By the measure of age."
"Statistically, I'm not even halfway through my life."
"But Dad, how many 70 year olds do you know that live for much longer than that?"
"Yeah, look, we seem to have gotten on to a bit of a tangent. But just for the clarification, I'm old enough to just start having kids now."
"Are you going to?"
"What? What are you talking about? I've already got 3 kids."
"Yeah, but are you going to have more?"
"Well, yes we are. The most likely situation is that you are going to have another baby brother or sister soon."
"Wait... what? Dad, I was joking."
"Well I'm not."
"Oh my god, Dad! I don't want another sibling. Maisie and Tyler are bad enough."
"Well, that's tough. Me and your mum want to extend our family. Honestly, I'd expect more than one more sibling if I was you."
"WHAT? Dad, are you crazy? How many more?"
"Well, 2, maybe 3."
"I think you've lost the plot Dad. Either that or you're bored. 5 or 6 kids is what makes rich people poor."
"Well that's just your opinion. Why don't you go and get yourself into bed. Sounds like your brother and sister are already asleep."
"Yeah, I'm exhausted anyway." Theo began to walk away, before he stopped at the door.
"Thanks dad." They both smiled as Theo made his way upstairs and to sleep.
After all the kids were asleep
Betty and Jughead both sat on the sofa making out like teenagers, like they so commonly did after their children were asleep. Unlike most parents, Betty and Jughead definitely didn't lose their sex drive after having babies. In fact it just increased. Betty suddenly pulled away from her husband's kiss.
"I forgot to ask, did you manage to have that chat with Theo?"
"Yeah. Yeah."
"Go well?"
"Yeah, good. Good."
"Are you sure? You don't sound convinced yourself."
"He told me that he knew everything already from school. Apparently FP had a chat with him about how to find a woman that would be attractive for their whole lives."
"Look at their mothers?"
"Mhm, does everyone know about that?"
"It's kind of a fact of life." Betty leaned back in and began to kiss her husband again. She leaned over and straddled his lap, wanting more. Betty began to undo his shirt and kiss down his neck and chest.
"Betts, it probably isn't a good idea to do it here whilst the kids could come in any second." She kissed her way back up and bit Jug's ear.
"They're asleep, baby. Now I get you all to myself." she whispered. Jughead groaned and felt his pants begin to tighten.
"God, Betts, you're gonna kill me." She was grinding her hips down against him to try and gain some relief.
"Seriously Jug, just get a move on. I've needed you all day. We can go slow when we're in bed, right now I just need you to fuck me." Jughead leaned his head back against the back of the sofa and ran his hands through his hair.
"What are you doing to me, women?"
"Seducing you. Is it working?"
"I'm pretty sure you can tell." Bettt giggled against his ear and continued to kiss along his neck whilst grinding down on him. He gripped on her hips to stop her from moving.
"Wai-... wait, wait, wait."
"What is it?" She asked, looking confused.
"I-uh, I kinda told Theo that we're trying." She looked shocked.
"You did? How did he react?"
"Well, for starters he thinks that we're crazy. I told him our plan that this wasn't our last baby."
"Furthest from it." They both laughed. "Are we crazy?"
"Maybe. Honestly, I think we're just crazy in love, Betts."
"Ugh. When did you become such a sap, Jonesy?" She trailed her pointer finger along his cheek bone and down along his lips.
"Well, I don't think there was a specific point, I think it happened overtime. It all began when I met you, then when we got engaged, then when we got married, then every pregnancy announcement, then every birt-"
"Alright, alright. I get it." She giggled and then her face turned serious again.
"Jug... I really, really need you right now. Don't even bother taking anything off, just help me undo your belt." She pleaded with her husband as she scrabbled with his belt. Jughead just looked at her in admiration.
"Okay, Jug, I'm desperate, please don't tease me. We have plenty of time to do that later.
"Sorry, I just, I love seeing you like this. Desperate to be intimate with me. It makes me so proud to be your husband."
"Aww, Juggie... that's so sweet. Now fuck me." Jughead's erection was quickly removed from his boxers and Betty's underwear was moved to the side before he pressed into her and she let out a hiss of relief.
"Fuck" He groaned. He started to move Betty's hips in and down against him with his hands resting above her dress, covering their most intimate moment. Betty threw her head back and panted as Jughead sucked on her pulse point, leaving behind a purple bruise and began to thrust in time with her. Their hips met in perfect harmony as their lips joined and without words, expressed how much they love each other.
"God... I can't take this. You're so good, Juggie." She began to bounce faster feeling herself begin to unravel when she heard movement from a room above her. She suddenly stopped so that he was buried to the hilt.
"Shit, we need to be fast, one of them is awake." This only spurred them on to reach their highs faster before they were put into a very awkward situation. Footsteps could be heard from the staircase as they moved faster together, Betty reaching her high first, with the help of her husband's fingers, encouraging Jughead to fall apart straight after. Before Jug had the time to pull out, their youngest child, their beautiful daughter Maisie stumbled sleepily into the room, opening the door, with
her safety teddy in tow, in her dressing gown pocket. Betty quickly leaned forward to rest her head in her husband's neck, still feeling him throbbing inside of her, trying to hide her blush. Luckily everything was still hidden by Betty's summer dress and it honestly, just looked like they were cuddling.
"Mommy? Daddy? What's happening?"
"Umm... Mommy is really tired so she is lying on Daddy in case she falls asleep so that it will make it easier for me to carry her to bed." Jughead excused.
"Oh, okay. I had a nightmare, daddy. It was really scary. Will you come and tuck me in again?" Maisie spoke as Betty lifted her head from her husband's neck.
"I'll tell you what. Why don't you go into your room and pick out a book and I'll read you another bedtime story and see if that helps?"
"Okay Daddy. Night Mommy." She spoke before skipping happily back up the stairs.
"Goodnight, baby." Betty replied as the living room door shut after Maisie. Betty slumped back down against him.
"Oh god. If she realises what we were doing, she will be scarred for life."
"She doesn't even know what sex is, Betty."
"Maybe not right now, but in a few years she will. And then she's gonna look back on this moment and realise what we were doing and she's going to be traumatised."
"Let's not think about the future right now. Let's just think about the present, and us. And the fact that I can still feel you around me right now." Jughead whispered the last naughty words in his wife's ear before they both laughed and Betty lifted herself off of Jughead, despite the pout on his face.
"You need to go and tuck your daughter back in, Mister. I'll be waiting in bed for you. Naked. Ready for you to put a baby in me." She whispered the last two sentences as she readjusted her clothes and walked back upstairs, not knowing that she was slowly but surely, killing her husband. But if that was what death felt like, then this certainly wouldn't be the worst way to go.

{A/N} ~ 2,175 words not including this. Hope you enjoy! Lots of love 🥰 - C x