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Everyone has their own form of self harm. Archie’s is getting the shit beat out of him, under the guise of being a vigilante.
It started randomly when he started picking a fight with Jug for going off on him. Again. About how Archie was going to get permanently injured and yada yada. So Archie starts firing back with mean things. Because here Jug, if you don’t want violence, I’ve got a sharp tongue too.
It’s when Archie starts dragging FP that Jughead hits him. Across the face. It’s a pathetic soap opera slap, but it does something to him. Sure it had sting behind it. But not violence.
In fact, Jug is apologizing before his arm is back by his side and Archie doesn’t know how to stop him. He doesn’t think. Just shoves Jug.
“Archie what the hell?”
And Archie goes after him. Not aggressively, just pinning him down. Caging him in his wide arms. Jughead fights him back of course. And as much as Jug can hold his own, he’s not even close to Archie’s strength.
Finally Jug gets a swing in and Archie stumbles back, into the wall. That’s when he realizes he’s straining against his jeans. That’s how it started, them jerking each other off, Jughead biting much too hard onto Archie’s neck.
It escalated quickly. Until Jug brought it up. Sounding. Painful, but worth it. At least from the porn Jughead would watch. It turns Archie on more than he thought it would. Kind of like when Jug had showed him Dr Cum Control.
He’s willing to try anything once, and from the second the sound entered him, he was hooked.
It’s been a particularly bad day, and Jug is sitting on the couch when Archie gets home. He immediately notices his lover’s tenseness and stands up. Hugs Archie tight until his muscles begin to relax.
“What do you need?” Jughead rasps in his ear.
“Need you to fill me up,” Archie murmurs back, bucking against Jughead.
Jughead has Archie pinned to the bed, hovering just far enough above him that Archie can’t get any friction.
“Aww what do you want baby? Want me to fuck your sweet little ass?”
Archie blushes,
“No. No. My-“ he stutters as Jughead pulls down his jeans and boxers. He hisses as his erection springs out.
“Oh. You want me to stuff your cock, is that it?”
Archie nods, bucking against Jug. He pulls his shirt above his head and Archie blushes more. He loves being naked while Jug is fully clothed.
“Lay back,” he says softly.
Archie does. Settling on a pillow and spreading his legs. Jughead slides off of the bed and reaches into their sex drawer to grab the sounds. He shivers in anticipation while Jug bring the lube and sounds to the bed.
“Relax for me baby,” Jug says softly.
He trails his fingers down Archie’s chest, until he reaches his straining erection. He jerks him nice and slow. Archie moans when he removes his hand to slick it up with lube.
He jerks Archie a bit more before he starts paying attention to the dripping head of his cock. He swirls the lube around, as Archie moans. Then he picks up one of the sounds. Archie likes teasing. So he runs the metal sound up his shaft and then he watches as he lubes up the sound.
“Are you ready?”
Archie just nods as Jughead wraps a firm hand around his erection. He slides the tip of the sound into Archie, slowly and gently. Archie groans so loud, Jug is sure someone will hear them.
“Fuck, more, please,” he says breathily.
Jug obliges, because of course he does, and Archie groans as it slides deeper and deeper. Jug uses his other hand to rub his finger over the sound inside of Archie.
“Holy shit, holy shit. Jug please, please.”
Jug starts moving the sound slowly, listening to Archie’s moans and groans of pain mixed with pleasure.
It’s not long before he’s begging to come. Jughead removes the sound, and jerks Archie off tight as fast until he comes all over his stomach.
“Good fucking boy.”