Falice One Shots by falicewins

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Alice's yawn was quickly stifled when she felt two muscular arms wrapping around her waist and a pair of lips attaching to her neck. She giggled loudly and felt FP's lips curl into a smile as he pressed his kisses higher and higher until he had reached her cheek. One hand shoved under the t-shirt that she had borrowed from him before they went to bed, and his fingers softly tickled her bare skin.

"Good morning to you too." She whispered seductively, as he pulled her lower body closer to his hips, slowly grinding his pelvis against her ass.

"You left the bed too early, babe." He growled lowly and turned her around in his arms so he could properly look at her now. Alice grinned and brought his face closer to peck a sweet kiss on his lips, that he quickly deepened.

"I need to make breakfast, honey." She chuckled when his hand had found its way under her shirt again, moving higher to the finish line to cup her breast into his large hand.

"Hmm, but the only thing I want to eat is you." FP grinned but let go of her breast to let his hand linger on her waist. Her hands were wrapped around his neck and she let their noses brush against each other, teasing him just enough without kissing him.

"Tell you what, after the kids are gone I'm all yours." She compromised with a smile, knowing that he would take the bait. But because they had been so all over each other ever since FP had made his way downstairs, they hadn't seen that the two teenagers she just mentioned had entered the kitchen.

"Please don't put that image into our heads." Jughead glared at them as he poured himself some coffee and the two adults created a little space between them. FP awkwardly cleared his throat, effectively bursting the little bubble.

"What are you up to today?" Alice beamed brightly, changing the subject so the focus wouldn't be on her and FP's flirting at the counter.

"We're going to Archie's to catch up. Maybe listen to some of his new songs." Betty said absentmindedly, still trying to erase the picture of her Mom and FP practically undressing each other in the middle of the kitchen. It was getting more and more out of hand and she was absolutely done watching it.

"Oh, that sounds like fun!" Alice chirped happily, really trying her hardest to make her daughter warm up to her again. After the whole farm fiasco things had been a bit tense between them and their new living arrangement didn't seem to help.

"Remember when I used to play you some songs?" FP pulled his arm around her waist and raised his eye-brow knowingly.

"Back then you were terrible, honey." Alice rolled her eye with a smile, clearly remembering how hard he had always tried. Let's say there was a reason why the Fred Heads never made it. They sucked.

"I wasn't! You always loved it, admit it!" He feigned his hurt, and so the two of them got back into their own little bubble, completely oblivious from the annoyed looks Betty and Jughead were sharing.

"You tried, which was cute." She smiled, and FP playfully poked her sides as if he was mad at her.

When the pokes turned into tickles Alice tried to run away with a squeak leaving her mouth, FP running closely behind her. Her laughter filled the whole room as he caught her at the dinner table and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. He laughed like a fool until she was out of breath because of all the giggling.

It was the last straw for Betty. Her mom and her boyfriend's Dad dating was one thing, but them acting like two kids before ten in the morning was enough. How could she go from this undercover mole to a laughing teenager? It was disturbing.

"Can't we have one normal breakfast?!" She yelled out, angrily setting her glass of orange juice back on the counter, even taking Jughead by surprise.