#Archie andrews x male reader short story

[gayaristocrat]

Archie Andrew’s boyfriend occasionally gives him massages. I’m talking Archie ass naked getting rubbed down with body oil and a “happy ending” to finish him off.

[zaceouiswriting]

The crush of three

Characters: (Top/sup) Reggie Mantle/Chuck Clayton/Archie Andrews x (Bottom/dom) male reader

Universe: Riverdale

Warnings: Filthy smut. Kinks: Degrading, name-calling, (Master/Slave), Obsessive behavior in a cute not a scary way

Author note: Okay that will be a long one. That is a request by @innerpiratefun a long story, mostly focused on the sexual escapades of these three friends, with their long-time obsessive crush. But I will not take too much away and rather let you read that one. It will most likely be one of the few ones, with an actual word count. Because, yes it is that long.

Words: 9464

For hours, the burning evening sun was shining on me, sweat was falling down my face and arms and it even soaked my training jersey and tight runner pants. All eight of us guys wore them, while the girls had their normal short skirts. 

We had trained for hours at that point, even longer than the football team, who had the same training start as us. But different from them, we are the reigning national cheerleading champions. While the football team hadn’t won a competition in good ten years. It was humiliating for the guys, because of their still enormous egos. Still, even though, the team had finished up about an hour earlier than us, they watched our performance. Some of them haven’t closed their mouths in some time. Especially, after Cheryl and I took the shine away from everyone else. Even the girls were trained to hold the guys upwards for some of our tricks.

As we came to our signifier trick, three guys at the bottom, two girls on their knees, ducking down and me standing on their shoulders. Just for two other guys, help the girls up, still with me on their shoulders, to get them on the guy's shoulders and later on their hands. 

Just after I did the same with the girls. Me standing on top of the small pyramid. While two other guys are on the sides, holding a girl up on their own, and Cheryl standing on the hands of the last two guys. While all around this small assembly the rest of the girls did their own tricks. Cheryl was the first, getting catapulted into the air and saved by the two guys that had held her. A moment later, the same with the two girls at the side.

Just for all four guys getting in front of the taller pyramid. First, the base guys got ready and as I felt the girls under me getting ready as well, I prepared myself, for flying.

The more often we do this practice, the longer the airtime goes. The last one was five seconds, but we had to get at least eight to get the championship title again.

As they got me into the air, I could hear a collective gasp from the bleachers, where the football guys were looking at us. Just out of the corner of my eyes, I could see Archie, Reggie, and Chuck, sitting together, as always their eyes only laid on me. As if we were in some cheesy romantic movie.

After an elegant triple twist and somersault, I landed safely in the arms of the four guys waiting on me. Just to get out of their arms and do another somersault out of stand at the same time, as the other two girls, jumped into the arms of the four guys, that just had caught me.

A loud standing ovation paired with whistles could be heard by any of us, as we finally finished up our training. Even though we do this nearly every day, I still felt all of my muscles crying out for me.

Not long after I got finally to my things, waiting for me in front of the bleachers, and got my well-deserved water out of it. Chugging the entire thing, could not satisfy my thirst at that moment. But I did not have to wait long before another bottle was held out to me. 

Shyly Archie hold it out to me before I even could ask someone for more. As I took it from him, my hand lingering on his for a moment too long, and a wink in his direction, he almost fainted right in front of me.

Just to make a show out of it, I again chugged the second bottle, but this time, most of it, rolled down my face and body. Soaking my clothes even further.

With a wet face from sweat and now water, I looked back at Archie again. „You know, if you could speak to me, without blushing and stuttering all the time, I think I would’ve gone into your pants long ago,“ I whispered seductively into his ear, which intensified his red blush, even more, letting his freckles come out better than ever before.

It was cute how bad he wanted to talk to me and to be near me but could never really open his mouth, the moment I was near to him.

His two friends were the total opposite. „Hey, how about, you rather get into my pants?“, Reggie suggested to you with a wink on his own. 

A slight chuckle came over your lips, checking him out from head to toe, „Oh yeah Reggie? Just for you to run around and tell everyone about it? That finally someone had enough pity to take your virginity for real?“

The poor boy was so much taken aback, that I could see his ego crumble right in front of my eyes. It turned me on to no end, how bad it got to him.

„Maybe you should take a ride on the Chuck train then.“ The last one of the group tried it too. Of course, he did. Like it was with every walking being. He is just like, his two friends are obsessed with me now for a while. I had nothing against it, quite the opposite actually.

Shaking my head, I walked directly in front of Chuck. My right hand was on his shoulder. „Poor Chuck, jerking off every evening, is not losing your virginity. It is sad because apparently nobody wants you. But if you get your two friends to agree, I will take this burden off all of you. Sadly, I know you guys, so I am aware, that this will never happen. Too bad.“

A smug smile formed itself on my face, after seeing him too crumble at my words. After every practice, when the guys were there waiting on me, we have similar conversations. Sometimes teasing, other times more personal like this one. And it seemed especially the more personal ones, get them to come back again. Even though, I am dressing them down with my words every time. But this was how their little obsession began to grow, at least I assumed it was that.

One time I even rubbed my behind against them, dancing slowly on their laps, as they sat on the bleachers.

But nothing I tried to get them to actually follow through with any of my offerings. I suggested to all of them privately to meet me in the locker room after training to get dirty. And a couple of times even as a group. They never showed up. Of course, I never harbored bad feelings about it. Still was rather annoying to have them teasing me, me teasing them and for none of them to do anything. 

Which was why, I left them with the offering lingering in the air, instead of letting them talk to me any further. Snatching my things and throwing Archie the bottle back, he had given me. The rest of my own team, at this point, was already out of the showers and said their goodbyes as I came in.

Getting in the locker room itself, I pulled my jersey over my head and just threw it on one of the benches. Shortly followed by my shoes and socks. Just to peel me out of the skin-tight pants, that even with just one glance in one of the mirrors, showed me how good my ass looked in them.

It took me a moment too long, to finally free myself from my own glorious looks in the mirror. But as soon as I realized and I felt a bit too self-centered and quickly looked away. „I cannot become a male Cheryl,“ I remembered myself loudly.

Grabbing the multiple shower items I would need, I just walked into the place which was still slightly warm from my team members that just had left.

I took an extra long shower just because I could, but I also deserved it after we made out of five seconds in the air proud seven seconds. Just a little more training and we are ready for the next championships in three months. Not that far anymore, but I had a good feeling, that everything would be great. I was in desperate need to stretch after the shower before any risk of injury could build up.

It was a dangerous game, but I just wanted to enjoy the shower. Not thinking about training or anything else, even though stretching too long after sport, is mostly useless.

A warm, cloud of water steam followed me as I left the showers, half an hour later. To my utter surprise, I wasn’t alone anymore, in the locker room. Not far away from my things, were three guys seated. All of them were nervous, with almost childlike excitement in their shining eyes.

Other than they might have thought, I ignored them fully. Walking bare naked past all three of them, the only towel near me, over my arm, completely soaked already. I fished another one out of my back, just to finally dry myself off completely. Only for me to get away from them a bit, still naked to stretch myself. Bending forwards, and backward, stood straight and laid down until my entire body felt more relaxed than before.

The entire time, as close as possible to the three guys could see all of my goods to look at. Not one of them had dared to come even closer to me. I wasn’t sure if it was out of respect or fear. But I liked how their lustful glances covered me in praise.

Walking over to my backpack, I put everything away, turning around to my locker, I searched for something for a second, not showing them anything in their close vicinity, so the boys wouldn’t come to any strange conclusion. Until I had it in my hands. A wide victorious smirk crossed my lips. Knowing that they would not be able to refuse this offer finally.

The second you had turned around for the last time, a bottle was located in your hand, an amber-colored thick fluid inside of it. „Do you guys want to stare or does one of you want to cover me in massage oil?“

You could see all three guys, once strong stallions in their own rights, quivering at your proposal. Their own self worth low in their eyes, after all that happened to them, they knew one wrong move and all of their lives could be over.

Seeing them struggle, let you feel so much lust that you almost moaned. Just in time, were you able to hold it back, saving it for later use.

Before that moment, you would've never thought, that a dream like this would come true. There was a reason, why you never had a boyfriend before, but only simple hook-ups.

Taking the initiative, you directly walked over to Archie, swaying your hips as much as you could. A finger on his lips, signalizing him that he was not allowed to say a single word. „Stand up,“ you ordered him. Without any hesitation, whatsoever he jumped up, eagerly looking into your eyes, before averting them as your glance became angrier.

Letting your hands wander his muscular toned body, up and down, dipping your fingers under his shirt. You stopped before it could get too far. Just to quickly grab his shoulders and let your hands slide down his arms, to remove the insulting jacket, which has committed the most hideous crime of all - Hiding his beautiful body.

Just as his jacket finally was thrown into the room, with his hands in yours, together you also removed his white shirt. Which left your nose close to his. „What a handsome devil you are Archibald.“

You could see the wish for a kiss in his begging eyes. Under other circumstances, you would’ve granted this most enticing wish, but you had other plans with him. Nevertheless, you slowly moved into him, until he had closed his eyes. Instead of a kiss, you fell to your knees. It took Archie a moment to realize that your face was gone. But as he looked for you and he felt hands on his fly, he almost got a heart attack to see you looking up from kneeling in front of him, watching him carefully with big, innocent eyes. Even though your eyes told him this one innocent tale, your hands and body told him otherwise. He did not dare touch you, fearing it all was just a dream, but also because you had something on you, he did not.

All the while, your own hands, wandered up and down his legs after they had opened the gate to lustful adventures. The smell of his manly, still bit sweaty musk whiffed right into your nose. You could only burry your face into his groin, smelling, and slightly nibbling on his already hard and impressive member. But more than that did not happen.

On the side, you already worked on getting his shoes and socks off and later on finally letting his pants fall down. Revealing his slightly hairy legs. The smooth skin and the small hairs felt good going over them. The best thing was his reaction to it, he shuddered under every single one of your touches.

Just before you left him, you kissed his muscular chest, carefully bit into his nipples, and kissed down his abs, to finally one last time bath in the smell of his groin.

With Archie, fully aroused at that moment, you put your hands on his knees and slowly wandered his body up again until your faces again were directly in front of each other. Knowing the game already, he knew, that you wouldn’t kiss him, and he was right, but he still did not expect to shove him back onto the bench. As he realized that, your back was already turned to him, looking at the next guy, Reggie already standing there, in front of the lockers, from where he most certainly had watched your juicy ass, undress the smallest of the group.

The nervousness was gone, switched out with anticipation, for his turn. Which came quicker than he thought. Pushing him against the cold, harsh metal, your head against his chest, hearing his fast beating heart, made you smile uncontrollably. To finally realize how much these guys want you, got you even more turned on.

A similar play was done with him, which you had previously done to the red-haired handsome devil, only that he had tried to touch you once. What Archie did not dare at all. You were just about to get onto your knees, to give his groin and legs, the same treatment as Archies, as he pushed you quicker down with his hand on your head.

At first, you did nothing, just let him guide you. But as you were touching the floor with your knees, you grabbed his hand, and took it off of your head, slapping it away. Only to raise up faster than he could react himself, one of your hands grabbing his throat, while your other was holding his groin, in a hard uncomfortable way.

„What did you think you were doing there, hmm? Believing you were in charge? Pathetic, as if a useless tool like you, a sad excuse of a boy, soon to be man, could be in charge of anyone,“ you spat in his face, disgusted with his try of dominance.

Even though you were a good bit shorter than him, close to Archie, if not even a bit taller than him, but still smaller than Chuck, he quivered not only under your stare but also under the brutality, in which you took his pathetic try of reversing the roles.

„If you dare to touch me again, without my explicit permission, I will punish you, do you understand that? You are nothing else but a toy, you just as the other two are not worth anything more, understood?“

He nodded his head, hurt, aroused, regretful, but most prominent fearful of you. Your hands around his throat actually left a visible mark. But you had slammed his head into the metal as well, one of the handles, drilled itself into his skin and caused him much pain. The indifference of the pain he was showing you, was enough for him to know, that you would do what you had threatened him with and as it looked, it wouldn’t be some soft caressing him or only harsh words.

Because of his oblivious disobedience of your silent agreement, you told him to strip the rest of himself, except his underwear, just like Archie.

And he did it, under your observant eyes. He wanted to do it sensual, to maybe appease you, but the only thing that his slow movements seemed to make you, was even angrier.

Finally, after he was finished getting his clothes off, you showed him a finger and made a circle with it, to show him, that he should do the same, as your finger does. Without questions, he did it and showed off his immaculate body. Carefully build, with only the finest cuisines and training money could buy. Muscles were so defined that every single one of them seemed to be able to cut stones.

Your face previously knitted in anger, was more relaxed again, eyes wandering up the perfect body in front of you. But instead of touching him, where he wanted to be touched, you mildly caressed his right cheek, finger just under his eye, and slapped him a couple of times, softly. „I see we finally understand each other. Good.“ He wanted more of your attention, he starved for it and waited so long, that he was addicted after just this tiny amount. The urge to just grab you and do with you, whatever he wanted was strong, but he actually was not sure, if he would win a fight with you.

He a football player, a star in his field and age, and you ‘just’ a male cheerleader, but you looked so strong and how you carried yourself, he feared you deep down. Not just because he did not know, what you could do, but more what it would make out of him. He was already lost to you, what else could he lose?

All the while Reggie was battling with himself, you got your eyes already on the last of the three guys. The coziest of them. With a bright smirk, showing off his perfectly white teeth, Chuck, standing against a pillar, his right hand already massaging his ginormous package through his pants.

Even though it looked impressive, you let that not get to you. He was the cockiest, everybody knew this, especially with the fiasco with his dumb book.

As you strived over, he put his legs a bit further out, so you would have easy access to his body and could already see his big bulge. But you just stood between his legs, coldly staring him right into his eyes. He could feel your warmth, your wish to be with him, but you did not act on it. For the first time since you knew him, his cocky smirk vanished.

Only this small glimmer of confusion mixed, with questions about his own self-worth, that he thought was priceless.

„You are incredibly handsome, with an obvious big package,“ you told him, directly into his face. Which brought his smug attitude back, as you renewed his self-confidence. „But you aren’t more than that. Yes, I will let you fuck me, but you are not worth anything more. After me there will be hundreds of others, using your body for their gain. But nobody will ever want anything more to do with you. The earlier you learn that the easier your life will get.“

Seeing him break under your harsh words, was the most arousing thing you had done till that point. „Now go to the others, if you are a good boy, I think about getting you into the action too.“

Without even touching him, giving him any reassurance, you turned around, leaving him there utterly defeated, hungry for anything you would give him, like a starving feral dog.

„Archie, stand up again.“ Like the well-behaved boy he was, he did what you had told him instantly, nervously playing with his underwear, while waiting for the next command. „Pick up the bottle.“ You pointed to the bottle, you had taken out of your locker and let it fall down, as you undressed him.

With the bottle in his hands, you opened it for him, just to feel up his strong fingers. „Back or front?“, you asked him with a soft smile.

Immediately you could see that he was uncomfortable with deciding. Already getting the hang of things. „You massage the oil into the front of my body. I don’t think, I could look at the other two useless tools.“

Another bright red blush showed off his cute freckles. With the oil in his hands and the bottle, secured on the bench, where he had sat not even a minute before, he put it onto your body, where it dripped down your toned, muscles.

His fingers got to work and massaged your sore chest muscles, followed by your abs and later on your arms.

„Chuck do my back.“ Only a moment later, you could hear the bottle cap opening and feel the oil running down your naked back, but also oiled up your front again. Making you even more slippery.

The two guys had some problems, getting into a real rhythm without you getting pushed all the time, to the other. But as they got there, you enjoyed it immensely. „Reggie, legs.“ 

This time, you did not hear anything. Thinking that he did not hear you, you told him again. But still, nothing happened, which finally let you open your eyes again, to look for him. He still leaned against the lockers. Refusing to do what you had told him.

„If you want any fun, Reggie, you will do, what I say, understand? Now get the oil, go on your fucking knees and rub my legs with it. Make me as slippery as possible!“ Still able to see his reluctance, you finally figured out why. „God Reggie, they are dicks. You are about to fuck a guy. Everything about this is gay, get over it.“ Rolling your eyes, you get back to the sensual feeling, the other two guys, gave you. Even letting out a moan once in a while.

Finally, at some point, Reggie did what you told him. Even if it was still reluctant. But as he realized, that ‘Legs‘ also included your ass, he became more willing. Even though he had to touch your dick, and even came into near vicinity with Chuck’s and Archie’s, he enjoyed getting his fingers in between your butt cheeks.

You had to remind Reggie multiple times, to not play too much with your ass and instead apply the oil onto your legs, that no patch of skin should be untouched by any of them.

To feel three pairs of muscular strong male hands on your body, was a dream, that you never thought you would archive one day. Now you wanted it to happen all the time. Already addicted to the feeling, to be the boss of these three hunks.

„Okay that is enough!“ You stopped the intimate moment out of a sudden. All three guys already pressed their bodies against yours. Chuck’s massive package still hidden behind his tight underwear pressed right between your cheeks, while Archies package rubbed against your balls, while your cock was sandwiched between your and his abs. The little devil that Archie was, he even rubbed it with them, which brought you close to shoot your load. Which finally brought you back out of the moment, stopping it.

You did not get far away from them, but instead gripped the bench and bend over it. Showing off your tight asshole. „Archie spread my cheeks.“ A second later, you could feel his slippery hands opening you up. A cold breeze hit your asshole.

„Fuck did you prep yourself?“, Reggie asked out of breath at the sight of the best ass he had ever seen.

„Of course, I hoped to finally get fucked by you three. Are you in or are you three keep standing there like idiots?“

„Are you clean?“ Even though Archie sounded as if he knew what he was asking he obviously did not. Maybe he was curious and watched some gay porn, but nothing could’ve prepared him for the real deal.

With a hearty chuckle, you looked back at him. „Of course I am, but if you want to make sure, in my backpack is my cleaner.“

As you could hear Archie rummage through your things. Hands already were on you, still putting more oil onto you, as if you weren’t slippery enough. But Chuck and Reggie both seemed content with worshipping. your perfect body.

Quietly in the background, you were able to hear water flowing and splashing into a container. But after a moment, nothing anymore. You fell to the hands that massaged your body, getting the oil nicely deep into your skin.

That was until you felt something hard at your back entrance. At first, you thought someone wanted to fuck you, without your permission. Ready, to rip that one a second asshole, you looked back. Just to see a frightened Archie, excitedly, holding your filled enema at your hold.

„You said it would be okay!“ He panicking tried to defend himself. But you already came down from your anger. „Of course, I just was disappointed as I thought someone wanted to do something they shouldn’t do.“ Your eyes wander from guy to guy. Glaring warningly at them, in hopes they finally understood what you meant on a fundamentally level.

Archie seemed to have shrunken under your glare even more than he had before. Making himself smaller and even getting the enema away from your hole. „No, Archie do it. I know how much you want it!“

Even with the encouragement did it take Chuck who spoke also encouraging things to Archie, as well as his own curiosity, until he again set it at your hole, and this time, pushed it slowly inside. Holding eye contact with you the entire way in. Until the thinner part was completely in. „And now slowly push the sphere together… Yes, exactly like that,“ you moaned the second part, as the water began to flow inside of you.

He carefully got it out again. Seeing a couple of droplets coming out, he slightly panicked. „Hold it in!“, he screamed frantically, already getting it back not the bucket he had gotten, full of water.

Filling the enema back up again. This time he slammed it into you, filling you up further. „Hold it in!“, he again told you, which you did not like at all.

„Archie?“ Your voice was angry, almost murderous at that point. As he heard it, he stopped dead in his tracks. Already knowing that he had fucked up, he filled the enema up again and pushed it inside of you a third time, again more gently.

As he pushed even more water into you, the glare he was receiving intensified. Wondering what was going on, he looked up with his stupid puppy dog eyes, which always looked as if he was on the verge of crying. „What?“, he finally asked as all three other guys, looked at him strangely.

„Did you just boss me around?“ Your question stunned Archie for a moment. He already was ready, to tell you that he would never do something like this. But he went through the interaction another time. As it dawned on him, his face changed to one full of terror. „I didn’t mean to! I swear! Please don’t punish me! I was just so excited to finally try something out!“ Actually panicking, his hands up in a defensive pose, the enema still in you.

Even though you had to punish him, you still wanted to know what got him so excited. „What did you want to do?“

A blush even worse than any other he had before, glowed all over his face. Embarrassed he went around Reggie, who stood on the edge of the bench, to get to your ear. As if he has already done something like this, he kneeled beside your head and whispered in your ear, „I wanted you to keep hit in, so you can push it out onto my face. I saw it once in a porno and wanted to do it since then with you, because… well because it was a gay porno and you-you are the only guy I want to do something like this.“

„Okay, sit down on the bench,“ I ordered him, while also getting Reggie’s and Chuck’s help to stand up, without slipping, because of all the water and oil on the floor. With Archie secure on the bench, they helped me curious to turn around.

Archie leaning against the wood, slightly slid down, to be on eye level with your asshole, awaited his wet dream, literally. With the okay from you, he slowly began to take the enema out, but stopped, before it could completely come out. „Why did you stop?“, you asked him impatiently.

„I don’t know if I really want this,“ he said quietly, embarrassed that he was about to chicken out.

„God, what are you? A pussy? At least not a man, so much I can tell you. Make up your goddamn mind. Or should I do it for you, like the useless piece of wasted air you are? Should I do everything for you, are you really that useless?“ Even though he should feel angry, or hurt, the only thing Archie could feel, was his painfully erect cock in his tight underwear. „Okay, enough I will decide for you, useless piece of trash,“ the last part mumbled by you. But still, you took the enema out yourself, throwing it to the side. Archie, who had anticipated it getting out immediately, had closed his eyes in anticipation. You still looked behind you, directly at him, and waited. 

It took a while, until he opened his eyes, wondering what was going on. In the same moment as that, you had let go of the water inside of you, spraying it out as it would out of a fountain, thanks to the pressure, you were able to build up.

Out of shock, his mouth hang open, but before even one droplet could coat his smooth white skin, his eyes were already closed again. Squinted shut, so nothing could get into them. But even though he had time to do that, all of the water, that sprayed directly onto his face, either flowed down the sides of his face or directly into his mouth. He spits it out, but your taste was still on his lips.

„Wow, the water is completely clean,“ Reggie commented impressed at your skills of cleaning yourself.

„If I wasn’t sure about that, I wouldn’t even think about this,“ you cheekily replied. Aware of your multiple times cleaning yourself, as to not ruin your toys.

All the while Archie took in all the water, wiping it away from his eyes, to get a good look, at his completely soaked body. His underwear was now nothing but see-through thanks to it. Skin glistening because of the mixture of oil, sweat, and your ass water.

His eyes quickly changed focus, as he saw your juicy ass, where still water dropped out of as if the massive amount it had sprayed on him wasn’t enough yet. Infatuated with the sight and the taste he still had on his tongue, he dove right into it. Piercing your muscle with his strong, long tongue, licking your insides clean, and further prepare you.

„God Archie, stop!“, you panted angrily. But h was too far in his lust. To be humiliated by you, turned him so on, that he couldn't think straight anymore.

Even though his tongue was doing a number on your own brain, you could rip yourself free from the muscular guys holding you upright. Straighten out your back and pushed Archie away from you.

Angered you turned around to face him directly again. Slapping him across his beautiful freckled face. Completely soaked in your ass water. „You really think, you have anything to say here, hmm? Believing you can do what you want?“ His face is in the hard grip of your right hand, holding him firm, forcing him to look into your eyes.

With his jaw firm in your hand, you raised him up, and with your other hand ripping at his underwear you wrestle him down easily. He was way too stunned to do anything.

Landing face first on the ground, you stood above him your legs on both sides of his body. Now gripping his arm, twisting him around, so he was laying on his back. „You are not doing anything if I don’t give you permission to do it! Apparently other than I thought, I need to give you a lesson in obedience pathetic excuse of a man, merely a boy, cowering under someone, you know is superior to you.“

You had no idea, what he had anticipated but surely not your next move. He looked like he already prepared himself for anything that could come to him. Except for you ripping his underwear into shreds, so hard that it still hanged onto him, but his dick was finally free.

Seating yourself right above it, pressing it between your cheeks and his abs.

„How does it feel? Does it feel good, knowing that you are a worthless little boy, only good to be a toy for others?“, you taunted Archie. Who even in this submissive state, seemed to still have some fight left in him.

His hands shot up from nowhere, trying to wrestle you from him. „I show you how good it feels, when I dick you down, putting you back in your place!“, he out of a sudden told you through gritted teeth.

With a smirk, that normally only should be worn by devils, you used your left hand, which was not still around his throat to slam his head onto the floor. With a deep groan, his arms went limp beside him. Not even enough strength to hold his hurt head.

„Do you have finally lost the fight in you?“, you tauntingly asked, as you moved your cheeks up and down his long cock, up until his head striped right against your open hole. Widened by the tongue of the guy under you.

As a moment of silence followed, you already feared that you had hurt him for real, instead of showing him with pain, where his real place was. That was until an almost inaudible sound came out of his slightly opened mouth.

Not able to hear, you spoke up, „What was that? I couldn't hear you!“, you told him.

With the jumping of his Adam's apple, you knew something would come out of his mouth. And you will never forget his spoken words. „Yes, master.“ This one word, filled you with so much warmth and accomplishment, that you almost wanted to kiss him. Just out of the moment. But he hadn’t deserved it yet.

„I like that, say it again.“

„Yes, master! Please do something!“, he begged as a bonus. Which let you feel even warmer than before. The heat became unbearable for you. A lustful heat, filling your insides with want. One of which you believe, Archie alone will never be able to satisfy.

„Beg harder and I consider, letting you slip… Into my wet tight whole.“ The second part was whispered in his ear. After you had taken his cock from under you, letting it slap against your ass, as you laid directly on him. Mixing your slippery oily body, with his, making it even worse for the both of you.

You teased him further, now with his cock standing up, feeling your entire ass, slipping between your cheeks. „Reggie put oil on Archies dick and massage it in.“

Strangely he did it without complaint, which you knew from the lewd moaning underneath you, right beside your ear. „Is he ready?“, you asked the tallest of the three.

„Yes, sir!“

„You learned too as I see, maybe you get a bit of my ass too if you keep up with it.“ Now teasing the next guy, knowing that if anything, he would be the last to get any action at all.

Carefully, you put your hand around Reggie’s at least as good as you were able to, considering his hand was massive. Looking into each other's eyes will slowly jerk off Archie’s big dick. It took the taller male a while, until he finally let go of the cock, so you could move it freely on your own.

As nothing was between your hand and Archie’s hot flesh anymore, his moans began to become even louder. Which you tried to muffle, by squeezing his throat, but it had only a worsening effect on his moaning. „God Archie, how responsive are you?“, you questioned the boy underneath you with a chuckle. An embarrassed red blush flashed over his face. 

But you never got an answer. His head became empty, as his cock head easily, slipped past your asshole muscle, holding it right there in the entrance of your lust canal. „Do you like that? Being in me, like that? Hmm, Archie cat got your tongue?“ The taunting had no effect on Archie. He did not even have enough brain cells left to know what was happening. Only, that he had never felt something good like this.

„Oh come on Archie, don’t be like this, talk to me. Tell me how good I’m feeling and that you would do anything to feel it over and over and over again.“ After every ‘Over‘ you came a bit closer to Archie’s face, just to let him squirm a bit more than before. Slowly getting his cock head out of my hole, just to get him further into me.

„Please!“, he began to beg again, finally. Just for your amusement and encouraging your position, what made you want to break Archie completely, letting him become your faithful toy.

„Beg louder!“, you ordered him, a moment later. „Please use me, master!“ That was enough for you, to slam yourself on his big cock, slamming its tip right against and past your prostate. Letting you fall onto his chest, moaning and groaning yourself from the hard way it happened.

But Archie on the other hand finally came back a bit again. Holding you on his chest, pulling his dick a bit out of you, just too gently push it back in. „I will make you feel so good, master. Making you cum so hard!“

It took you by surprise, but t was a pleasant one. To not be, the one fucking yourself on his dick, was a blessing in disguise. Because he was actually really good at that.

„It doesn’t matter how useless you are as- as a man- FUCK- at least you can fuck good!“ Archie became merciless as you spoke further down at him. But already knowing his place, he actually got even harder thanks to it. Already beginning to fuck you as you deserved to be fucked.

Good, hard, fast, and praising your very way. He praised your beautiful body, your strong will, and even your eyes, which were nothing he had seen before. All the while, trying to hold on, to not come too quickly. But the way you were choking him again, after getting embarrassed from all the nice things he was telling you, he came very close to it.

„I’m… I’m cumming!“, he panted broken, his voice hoarse from all the moaning. 

Just as you heard it, you know what you had to do. With all the strength you had left, you pushed yourself completely onto him, sitting him back flat on the floor. As he had opened his arms again in confusion, with a matching look on his face, you slapped him again. „Did I allow you to come? Would you just do it? I thought you finally got where you are standing! A lonely toy does not get the right to decide what to do with itself!“

That said, you stood up, without giving Archie a second glance. Angry and disappointed in him.

Just seconds later, pointing a finger directly at Chuck. His dick already lurking out of his tight white underwear. His cock head was already bigger than Archie’s and he wasn’t small either. He had leaned against the lockers, hands at his sides, even though they were critically close to his dick, he hasn’t touched it, maybe the tip, but you were too horny to care at that moment.

„Come over here,“ you ordered Chuck. His muscular chest rose and fell in anticipation, of getting a bit of your tight ass, he just as the other two guys had dreamed about for a while now. „Reggie lean against the lockers.“

The second guy was quick at doing what you had told him. He must’ve realized that if he is a good boy, you will treat him well, otherwise, he would be beaten just like Archie.

Leaning against the lockers, he could only dream about what you would do to him? Suck his cock, while Chuck would fuck you? Without a doubt, that was his favorite thought. Because he had never thought really about it, he came to realize, that guys’ bodies do things to him, that girls just couldn’t. Even though he would love to fuck you too, he was quite happy, to just watch.

With your hands beside his upper body, on the cold metal of the locker, you looked right up into his dark, clouded eyes. The lust apparent in them was stronger than you had ever seen in anyone, before. „Hold my shoulders.“

Strong hands, engulfed your own muscular shoulders, and build up through throwing people into the air, as well as holding them up. „Chuck, you can touch me now.“ And how he did it. A smack was loudly heard in the room, a painfully, but lustful moan escaped your mouth, too deep into it, to be embarrassed by it.

„Good to know that you like pain because I will destroy your hole. No guy will ever be enough for you after I completely demolished you,“ Chuck whispered into your ear. A smirk was palpable on your skin. You wanted so badly to tell him off, but his big cock head, teasing your already opened hole, by piercing in a millimeter just to get out again.

„Stick it already in you fucking assh- HOLE FUCKING SHIT!“, you screamed as he unceremoniously pushed into you completely, letting you fall limp. Reggie whom you had to hold your shoulders, was the only thing keeping you from falling onto the floor.

A single moan from the guy in front of you told you everything you had to know about Reggie. But being pushed against him, his stone-hard sixpack, you were able to see his cock spasm, shortly before he would come.

With all the energy you had left, you grabbed his balls, squeezing him. Hisses of pain, got him back, just before he could shoot his load in his underwear.

Even with this pain, did he not let go of you, even the opposite he even pulled you into him. Until your head was on his chest. Not even him pulling you to him could get Chuck completely out of you. How he was able to bury this monster in you in the first place, was a mystery you did not want to uncover, but it felt even better, as he slowly entered you again, coming closer to you and Reggie.

So close, that his lips touched your ear again. Almost close enough, so his nose could touch Reggie’s if he were a bit taller. With you in between, it was a sandwich, that only a god would have the right to call his own. 

Chuck’s thrusts were hard but slow. He seems to know how much you could handle and only give you exactly that much, Not wanting to hurt you for real. Only give a bit of pleasurable pain. As he now knew you liked it a lot.

„How about, we put you down and use your slippery body like a bottle to decide who can fuck you next, hmm? You want to be fucked thoroughly before we cum, in or on you, right? Getting all of us as your toys?“

Even though you felt strange as if he wanted to turn it around and make the three guys to your owner, you had to agree, it sounded pretty hot and there was a chance, that Reggie still wouldn’t get you.

„Okay,“ you whispered almost silently, not trusting your own vocal chords at this point. As Chuck, carefully got his massive dick out of you again, you could only moan and fall further into Reggie, for some stability. His strong arms, hold you up, against him. Even though you weren’t the nicest to him. Just showed you how much he wanted all of this.

But soon, he and Chuck, helped you lay on the floor, where they all had oiled you up. The floor was still slippery, just only a bit more than your body itself. Laying there on the floor, with these three hunks, standing above you, was a sight, you never wanted to unsee.

Two big dicks and one big package right above you, with only Chuck smirking down at you. While Archie looked almost fearful to you, Reggie on the other hand was curious about what would happen next. To his luck, his impatience hadn’t waited too long. „Let us get your legs in, hold them right against your chest.“ Chuck instructed you and even helped to get your legs in the right direction. The moment, you had to hold your legs on your own, he grabbed your knees and began to spin you. All three boys were needed to hold you into place. If not, you surely would've landed against a wall. But they kept you safe and sound inside of their little circle. They even smiled and chuckled a bit. Seeing their now big bad boss, who did not care to hurt them, to keep them in line, rolled into a ball, spun by them, must be the highlight of their lives.

Multiple times, did they have to give you some new momentum to not stop spinning, whenever you slowly began to come to a halt. That was, until Chuck and Archie, saw Reggie slowly getting angry. Biting his lips, hands rolled into fists, ready to pounce anyone, to finally get some pressure off of his dick.

Trying to get you finally to stop, was the most difficult thing for these three nob heads. They slipped and sliced over the floor, every time they wanted to hold you still. At some point, they started to laugh wholeheartedly, not comprehending, that they were just too incompetent for it. As they hold their bellies from all their stupid laughter. You sat there in the oily puddle that was under you, finally having much of the oil gone from your upper body. Mostly only on your back.

Unluckily for you, this stop you had taken by yourself as you realized, that these three guys can’t do anything except fucking you well, was right in front of Reggie.

It took all three of them a while to see it because they couldn't stop laughing. The picture of you unable to stop and them slipping at every step.

But as soon as Reggie was able to see you too, his dark eyes darkened even further. Lust was taken over. So that he was shortly after above you. His hot breath, tickled your face, his eyes so certain and yet so fearful. 

Like he was made for you, you molded almost into him, as he laid himself over you, dwarfing you completely under him. „Show me your dick,“ you weakly ordered him. Like a good soldier, he did what you had told him. He build himself up again, on his knees, between your legs, he pulled his underwear slightly down, finally revealing his tool.

Your eyes almost popped out of your head, at seeing this massive cock. Longer than Archie and more ticker than Chuck, which made him not only incredibly tall but hung as a horse.

„I-I could understand, if-if you don’t want to, you know you wouldn’t be the first,“ he admitted after shamefully stuttering his words.

But you on the other hand, only put a hand on his cheek, getting him to look you back into your bright eyes. „I don’t care if you completely wreck me Regge. But if you don’t fuck me soon, I will punish you. I will get over to Archie and Chuck and let them double team me, until they fill me with their loads, okay? I need that dick now!“

His eyes glimmered at your shameless confession. Chuck was the most handsome, Archie was the better fuck of the two and Reggie hopefully was the best of both of them, just like his magnificent cock.

As Reggie came back down to you, nose to nose, almost kissing you accidentally, his hands were exactly beside your hands, the oils spilling just getting to them. His cock already teasing your openly waiting hole.

„Push in, I’m ready Reggie.“ Slowly his massive tip pushed past your muscle. There wasn’t a problem Chuck’s dick already made all the work. But it got worse, as he slowly pushed deeper in. Face crunched together in pain. Agonizing at some moments, everything vanished as his tip scraped by your sweet spot. A scream of euphoria broke out of you.

Reggie stopped in his tracks as he heard that, fearing that he had hurt you. The moment you came down from your height, you slapped the guy, before grabbing his butt, slamming him completely into you.

„FUUUCK!“

Reggie only let out a loud groan, as he finally for the first time in his life, was balls deep in someone. His dick was already short to explode at that point.

„Please Regge, by everything holy, move!“

He only could get five thrusts, before he began to violently spasm, trying everything in his power to not come. „Okay, that’s okay, we train this Reggie, but get out, I want all three of you to come all over me!“

You could see his disappointment, which did not get better with the promise to train on this. His head filled with self-hatred.

Both Archie and Chuck were quick to get to you, the three had formed a circle with you sitting in the middle, awaiting their loads. Chuck was the first, he sprayed your entire face full. As Archie came, he first got your back, but you could spin fast enough so the rest would get on your chest. Only Reggie wasn’t ready yet.

„Is there a problem Reginald?“, you asked him softly, which made him even more miserable. He felt like a failure. But before he could say too much, another hand was already around his massive cock. „Fuck I can’t even get my hand around it, the most beautiful cock I have ever seen. Come, Reggie, spray me full with your jizz!“

Seeing you so eager to get his load onto you, looking up at him, with your big eyes, filled with lust only for him, he violently came, spitting his come all over your face and even reached Archie and Chuck.

„When did you come the last time?“, you asked completely flabbergasted at the extent of his load.

„Yesterday,“ he answered lowly, „But I always come a lot.“

You could only shake your head. That this guy had self-doubts was hilarious to you. A stallion like him, big, tall extremely well endowed, only a bit of an idiot, but you liked your guys with a bit less brain.

„Do you need help to come?“, Archie asked out of a sudden.

„Not really. But I want you guys to spin me again, I want to get all of you equally with my cum.

They did exactly that, you already were close to coming for about an hour by now. It took maybe ten seconds before you came violently too. Not even close as much as Reggie, but enough to paint all the guys pretty good.

His moans even echoed over their laughing about the entire scenario with you spinning on the floor, but at the same time, being the man of the three guys.

Reggie was the one to stop you this time. He even had the right foothold to do it without a problem. He already had filled up the enema again. He wanted something similar to Archie, but just for all three of them. He found himself closer to his two friends, thanks to you, but also loving the new dynamic. The three as your toys, maybe even more. At that point, he would hate, to not share you with his two friends. Maybe someday even dating all four of you together, instead of all dating just you. But only the future can tell. Until then, he had to do this last thing.

„Can we spin you again, after I filled you up with water so you can spray us full?“, Reggie asked a bit ashamed of his request. But he was such a good boy, you just had to say yes.

And so he filled you up with three more enema water shots. To hold it in this time, with the gap especially Chuck and Reggie had made was problematic but somehow you managed it. As you began to spin, you couldn't hold it anymore. Just after the first one, already spilling everything out.

Just after you were completely empty again, you stopped yourself exhausted. Standing up, you walked over to your things, scrubbing the oil mix off of your back and legs, only to put your backpack on your back and your sports back in your hand.

„I want to see all three of you tomorrow in our new study group. All of you need help and I can’t be seen with idiots, as you are now.“

Just as you began to walk out, you could feel the three pairs of eyes on you. Right in front of the door, you thought: „Fuck it“ to yourself, before turning around, grabbing Reggie at his shirt he quickly put on his body again and kissed him. His lips were soft and warm and were perfect for your smaller ones. But more than a soft innocent kiss did not happen. „Thank you, for stealing my first kiss.“ A feeling of accomplishment washed over Reggie, as you told him that. But you weren’t finished. Your hand grabbed his cock, which grew hard again. „Don’t wear underwear tomorrow.“

Only for you to let him alone again, reversing your attention to Archie. He already waited for this moment. As you kissed him, he pulled you in, hands on your ass, squeezing it slightly. „You will wear a jockstrap tomorrow!“, you ordered him whispering in his ear.

As you turned to Chuck, he already had a smug smile on his face. Grabbing you, instead of waiting until you would get to him, kissing you and you kissed back. Separating you got near his ear, closer than the other two, „You should learn your place, you fucking useless, easy fuck toy. If you not, I will punish you harder, than either of the other two guys. To wear a cock cage for the rest of your life is most likely not the most satisfying way to live.“

Your threat worked wonders, his smug smirk, vanished into thin air. „I want you to wear a leather jacket and another pair of white tight underwear.“ After you slapped his cheek slightly, to show of the power you really had over him, you turned around, naked and barefoot. Walking out of the locker room, leaving the three friends alone. Ask themselves if what happened really just happened. But their slightly emptier balls told them everything.

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ARCHIE ANDREWS X READER

Big Little Town: Part One

Story synopsis: The once young reader used to be best friends with Archie Andrews before her abrupt move from Riverdale following her father’s unexplained passing. Now, years later, she returns to finish high school, only to discover that the young boy she’d once had a crush on is both her neighbor, and a not-so-young boy anymore. Together they re-kindle their friendship (and something more) and uncover the truth behind her father’s death and the return of his killer to Riverdale.

a/n: I’m so so excited to embark on this probably eight part journey! I really hope you’ll stick around for a fic packed with angst and mystery, haha! Please do tell me in the replies if you’d like to be added to a tag list! I’ll be updating as soon as possible. <3

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It’d been years since she’d set foot in Riverdale. Despite her departure five years ago, the small town hadn’t changed a bit, and apparently neither had the near constant grey cloud cover. It seemed picturesque how quaint yet familiar everything was. The leafy viridescent trees that lined the streets, the tips of the fresh grass that peered out between the cracks in the sidewalks, and the Columbian style houses with their neat lawns and creaky stairs, one set of which the girl currently lurched across. She held a large brown box in her hands; within it were stuffed photographs, candle holders, and whatever other miscellaneous items her mother could cram inside them. As she made her way through the bright red front door, the smell of old wood and must went shooting through her lungs.

“Gee, who lived here before?” she said aloud as her mother followed close behind, setting a box down and staring into the abandoned space.

“A little family,” her mother shrugged, “the Coopers, I think?”

The girl shrugged and blew a piece of hair from her mouth, her muddy converse bringing tracks with her as she roamed the desolate soon-to-be living room.

“Doesn’t sound familiar,” she voiced loudly, seeing how much echo would feed back to her ears.

“They had a girl your age,” her mother continued, adding, “you’re mudding up my floors, honey.”

The girl stopped in her tracks and stared down at her feet, scraping them awkwardly on the edge of the cobblestone fireplace to rid herself of some dirt.

“Betty,” her mother finished. “Her name was Betty.”

“Knock knock!” an airy voice came instantaneously.

The two looked up in surprise, confusion crossing their features as they stared at the girl in the doorway. She had smooth blonde hair that was slicked into a neat ponytail, and her blue eyes were like giant ocean orbs against her pale skin. She wore a pink knit sweater against a white collared shirt, like something out of some horse girl catalogue.

“I’m Betty, actually,” the girl laughed shyly, procuring a bag with the familiar Pop’s Diner logo on it.

The girl raised her brows with surprise, “hi Betty.”

“I heard you guys were moving in today so I thought I’d bring some ‘welcome to Riverdale’ donuts to, you know, say hello,” she continued with a bubbly tone.

The girl, feeling awkward, hung her mouth open, able to only respond again, “hi.”

Her mother hit the girl lightly against the chest with a scoff of embarrassment. She stepped forward and extended a hand to Betty, exchanging the sweet treats for a polite handshake.

“This is my daughter, (Y/N),” she said, “she’ll be starting at Riverdale High soon!”

(Y/N) grumbled quietly to herself, clearly not thrilled at the idea.

“That’s great,” Betty beamed, “I can’t wait to see a new face around!”

“Oh, we actually lived here a few years ago,” the girl’s mother explained. “But we moved away when-”

The words seemed to stop there, getting stuck to her throat like glue. Betty’s blue eyes widened with confusion, so the girl took a nervous step forward and quickly swooped in for her mother.

“We moved away a few towns over, but Riverdale never stopped being home, so we came back in time for my senior year and my mom’s new job.”

“Oh,” Betty’s shoulders relaxed, her ponytail swinging to the side, “that’s great.”

“Yeah,” the girl forced a smile back at her new acquaintance.

“So, is it just you two then, if you don’t mind me asking?” Betty asked.

“Yeah,” the girl took another step, holding her mother’s arm and giving it a light squeeze, “my dad passed away a few years ago.”

Betty seemed weirdly unphased, saying, “mine too.”

“Oh?” she perked up.

“Yeah,” Betty said, more flat now, her blonde brows knitting at the thought of something that troubled her. Then, realizing she’d fallen silent, she beamed again, her glossy pink lips splitting. “It was really nice meeting you both! And (Y/N), I uh, left my phone number on the bag, if you ever want to talk.”

The gesture warmed the girl’s heart, and she smiled, for real this time, seeing the black ink scribbled on the paper.

“Thank you,” her and her mother voiced in unison.

“Of course,” she giggled, “see you soon, I hope.”

As Betty turned, her cute shoes tapping the old floorboards and her ponytail swinging, she waved at someone who was outside. Her voice drifted along behind her as she greeted the girl’s unknown neighbors with a bounce in her step.

“Hey!” she called.

A muffled male voice called back, but despite its, well, muffled-ness, something in it sounded familiar.

“I’ll see you at Pop’s later?!” Betty said from the top of the moss covered stairs, her head turned towards someone that was out of view.

Again, a male voice chortled back a positive reply. This time it sounded even more familiar, and the girl felt a weird tingle in her stomach, unable to place its speaker. But she didn’t have to think very hard about it, for Betty turned, giving her, and her neighbor, one last wave.

“Bye (Y/N), bye Archie!” she said before turning and skipping down the steps.

“Archie?” the girl repeated cluelessly.

And then, practically as the name rolled off her tongue, her heart lurched from up in her chest to down into the floor. Her mother’s eyes widened as they came to a mutual realization, and before the girl could even process the idea, her mother was wagging a finger at her with this huge knowing grin.

“Archie Andrews, that boy you liked in middle school, Archie Andrews?” she smiled wider, going in for one her annoying tickles and sending the girl stumbling backwards.

“Nuh uh,” the girl retorted, turning her head away to hide the visible red that was flooding through her face, “I know plenty of other Archie’s.”

“Ok, name one,” her mother challenged, hands moving to her hips in a very mom like way.

“Archie-” the girl started confidently, but her brain immediately short circuited, “-Andrews, OH MY GOD!” she covered her mouth with her hands and went running to the staircase, her mother yelling indistinguishable mockeries up at her as the girl went bounding up the carpeted stairs two at a time until she reached her white bedroom door. Her hands grabbed the brass handle, turned, and slammed the door behind her with such force that the empty room rattled around her.

Back before she left Riverdale, the red headed boy from her year had been practically the only friend she’d had. Being the weird introvert with the recently deceased father didn’t exactly help her case, making it all the more strange when the popular soon-to-be-jock decided to start trailing by her between classes and in the courtyard, usually followed closely behind by a highly optimistic blonde in a ponytail.

“Betty,” the girl realized, slamming her hands into her forehead when the pieces came together.

Pre-pubescent Archie Andrews was just about as middle school fantasy as it could get for a girl. He had these skinny arms and flashing white teeth, and oh my god did the fiery hair make a statement, the girl recalled. He used to force her to catch footballs with him at lunch, so, in exchange, she’d make him listen to her guitar playing after school while they waited for their parents to arrive. It was a blossoming but short lived friendship, for the death of (Y/N)’s father was followed shortly by her departure from the small town and its small town redhead. But the thought, the actual thought that he was less than sixty seconds from her at this moment, sent a combined panic and excitement through her, one so strong she felt she could throw up. The last time she’d seen Archie was before the summer of eighth grade, when she’d left without telling him she was actually going. Giving the sudden life altering change she was going through, the last thing she could handle was officially departing from the boy she liked. And so she waved at him from her mother’s car, the poor redhead totally oblivious it’d be goodbye forever as he waved back from the sidewalk, clutching the guitar she’d thrust goodbye into his hands.

And now he was right there, right across her window and through to his, she thought, raising her head in despair and feeling her throat tighten at once. Because, sure enough, he was literally right there. Archie was standing upright in his little room, and he was staring directly at the girl with a look of mingled confusion and shock written over his large brown eyes. Except it wasn’t actually Archie, she thought, unable to think a single coherent thought as her gaze fixated on the absolutely jaw dropping man that stood a few dozen feet from her. No, skinny little Archie was not this tall, muscular, sharp jawed creature who wore tight fitting tees that clung to his bronzed god-like chest. No way that was Archie that stood frozen like a mirror image to her. But that hair. That hair. There was absolutely no denying that those fiery locks could belong to anyone but him. These thoughts all took about three second to travel through the girl’s mind, and by the third, she did the only thing she could think of and dropped to the floor.

“Oh my god!” she squealed into the flowery carpet, her nose squashed against it uncomfortably.

“What the hell am I doing?!” she spoke to the floor like it would reply.

Obviously he’d seen her drop dead to the ground, but now that she was here she couldn’t exactly get back up, so she took the only acceptable alternative and just lay there like an idiot. If she waited long enough he was bound to get sick of waiting, right? Feeling her phone buzz against her thigh, she reached her nimble fingers into the back of her jean pocket and procured her phone.

new instagram notification: @archiebandrews has started following you.

“NO!” she screamed at her phone, so loudly there was no doubt Archie himself could hear it from his room.

Archie Andrews would like to send you a message.

This was it. This is how she was going to die.

[ Archie is typing… ]

(Y/N), I know you’re still there.

[ Archie is typing… ]

That floor hasn’t been washed in months.

The girl practically spat the carpet from her mouth, her hair getting tangled as she rolled up from the ground. Feeling like her body was on fire from the blaze in her cheeks, she dragged herself up, crossing her fingers that the boy couldn’t see her rosy flushed face from where he stood. He was closer to his window now, clearly his intrigue had brought him slowly forward. Seeing her rise from the floor like a pathetic phoenix would from the ashes, his brows lifted with a keen curiosity, and he found himself stepping closer yet, so he could get a better look at her. Feeling as though she might as well do the same, the girl approached the dirty glass frame nervously, stopping when her muddy converse touched the walls. Archie Andrews wore dark blue jeans and a loosely tucked white tee that curved around the unfamiliar ripples of his chest. His auburn hair was parted kind of in the middle and kind of to the side, framing his high cheekbones and square jaw handsomely. Some of his red locks fled from the neat array of others, one in particular falling across his forehead and curling attractively upon his defined brows. Everything about him was so different and just so, endearing; even the curvature of his rounded pink lips into their inquisitive half smile. And just as she studied him, he’d studied back.

The last time he’d seen the girl she’d had braces and choppy hair, the result of her hacking relentlessly away at it following her father’s sudden and mysterious passing. She hadn’t grown much height wise, but certainly everything else had. Her long straightened hair lay flat against the curvatures of her now rounded out chest, her cheekbones rested higher on her face in such a way that she possessed an attractive maturity, and her brows and collarbones had a matching sharpness to them that defined her features well. She wore tight fitting light wash jeans, torn patchily at the knees from her own falls, and a black tank top, matched with a chunky black belt similar to the one Archie himself wore around his sturdy hips.

It was...bizarre. It was like they were just recognizable enough to each other to be unmistakable, but also grown enough that it seemed they were like strangers.

It was Archie who finally, after what felt like years but in reality was a few seconds, withdrew his phone. The red headed boy stared intently at his screen, typing away quickly and sending a buzz into the girl’s palm. Broken from her daze, she lifted her phone, seeing on it his invitation to join him and his friends at Pop’s in the evening. She lifted her gaze to the auburn haired boy next door, letting out a long and heavy sigh. Honestly, she’d just gotten here and she wasn’t too good at the socializing thing, but it was impossible to resist those glittering brown eyes. Seeing the doubt playing through her mind, Archie tucked his phone back into his jeans, fingers lingering in his pockets as he softened his expression further.

The boy tilted his head sweetly, mouthing “please?”

The girl’s heart seemed to pound so hard she could feel it smacking around her own chest, and so she nodded reluctantly, parting her lips to say yes but instead finding them hung partially open. And then he cracked that smile, that disgustingly perfect smile with the sharp canines and massive dimples, and she knew: it really was him.

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any good soulmate fics? i’ve read a few but i love them x

Soulmates are my JAM, friend. There are lots and lots and lots of good ones. Make sure you read and review. Happy Reading! Thanks! ❤ Jandy

This is a gigantic list - so it’s going under a Keep Reading Tag. Enjoy!

@bughead4days​ has written several: Black and White -  Tattoo  - Bruises - I Feel You -  Mind Reader - Necklace - Half Tattoo - TiMer

Your Eyes Look Like Coming Home (series) by @lana-luthor​ (2 fics - T)

Summary: People spend their whole lives waiting until the day they can see the world in color; the day they finally meet their soulmate. Sometimes it takes years, decades, nearly lifetimes until you meet that one special person. Unless, of course, you’re Betty Cooper and Jughead Jones who have both seen the world in color since they met each other when they were two years old. Everyone always says that they’re so lucky to have met when they were so young, that they have their whole lives to be together and in love. There’s just one teeny tiny problem. Betty and Jughead hate each other.

I’m half doomed (you’re semi-sweet) (series) by @juggydunes​​ (2 fics - T)

Summary: “Every person has two dates on their wrist. One is when they die and the other is when they find their soulmate. What happens if both dates are the same?”

What Does Shakespeare Know by @typing123​ (3 fics - T)

 Part One | Part Two | Part Three

Summary: AU where you can hear the songs your soulmate listens to.

Call Me A Safe Bet  by @anactualcaseofthetruth​ (14/? - M)

Summary: “Even though scientists are still quite baffled after multiple millennia of medical and technological advances of exactly how the soulmarks work, there has been enough research and study that we now know when and how to expect them… There has yet to be one soulmate coupling occur before the female has experienced a menstrual cycle and the male to begin producing sperm. In short, soulmarks have never appeared before entering puberty…There are many, many more cases in which two people have insisted they are soulmates only to not mark with one another. All in all, only about 3% of couplings are correct in predicting they are soulmates before marks form.”

  ***Betty Cooper is four years old when she meets Jughead Jones. She knows he is her soulmate, he’s not so sure.***

if i told you who i am (can i call you baby?) by @thetaoofbetty​ (10/10 - M)

Summary: Gasping, Jughead Jones sits up in his bed, blindly reaching for his phone, trying to silence the blaring alarm that had jolted him out of his dream. Frustrated and running a hand through his hair, he turns off his alarm, flopping back on his bed with his arms behind his head as he stares at the ceiling and exhaling slowly. He knew the possibility of the dreams would start after he turned eighteen but he’d never thought they’d be starting on the morning of his birthday. Great, he thinks, gritting his teeth, I already hate my birthday and now I’m getting prophetic dreams about my soulmate, a girl I’ve never met and may never find. Or, in other words, Jughead knows he’s got a soulmate and he’s going to do whatever it takes to find her and win her heart.

Meet Me In the Sky by @curlsandcrown (2/? M)

Summary: Betty and Jughead meet on a flight as seat partners heading to a convention but it turns out they’ll have a life changing discovery instead of just a trip to Australia.

Crowns and Ponytails by @alexintheskyy (2/2 - G)

Summary: Soulmate: your other half, the one who inspires you to be the best version of yourself and embraces all of your flaws just the same. The one person you can’t live without that you will carry with you forever. But how does one know who their soulmate is and how can you know for sure? Luckily, there are soulmarks. Little ever-evolving hints appearing on one’s body at random times, disappearing and being replaced by new every once in a while. If you follow your hints correctly and fall in love with the right person, your soulmate’s name will appear on your body and remain there permanently. Betty Cooper was determined to follow each of her soulmark hints down the correct roads and that, one day, those roads would lead to the boy next door. Jughead Jones, the boy from the wrong side of the tracks, definitely thinks that fate has made a mistake in pairing him with the perfect girl next door.

What a Catch by @bugggghead (2/2 - NR)

Summary: Veronica pushes Betty to put herself out there, so when a cute stranger spills coffee on her, she agrees to a date. Little did she know, that fateful decision would change the course of her life.

Black Light by @darknessaroundus (1/1 - G)

Summary: William H. Baylor invented the black light in 1932. At the time he wasn’t sure what purpose it would serve. He speculated that it might help authenticate paintings, but beyond that he wasn’t sure.

It Doesn't have to be a Scary Situation by @typing123 (1/1 - T)

Summary: In a world where the first thought your soulmate thinks about you is written on your skin on your fifteenth birthday...Betty Cooper freaks out.

Colors of the Heart by This_is_my_canoe (1/1 - G)  

Summary: “I love you, Betty Cooper.” The words are whispered like a prayer, and Betty feels them warm her skin. She thinks back on all the times he was there for her, even when she pushed him away, even when she was in love with Archie. So, she replies. “I think I love you too.” And that’s enough, at least for now.  or “Colors represent the people that mean the most to you. Betty recollects on how she found hers, and how she eventually admits to loving Jughead.”

*Note - this one is just a giant block of text - but it’s really great. Give it a try. It’s really great.

Skin to Skin by @burgerheadjones (12/? - T)

Summary: Jughead Jones doesn’t know how the crimson crescents ended up on his palms.Betty Cooper is clueless when it comes to the messages on her arms. Soulmate AU where all the little marks and injuries belonging to Betty and Jughead start finding themselves on each other’s skin.

The Girl From the Journal by @juggieheadcoopers (6/?)

Summary:Jughead Jones has been writing about a girl he has never met before, but when he leaves his journal at his favorite coffee shop one day, an unsuspecting young woman finds it without knowing that the stranger who wrote it was actually writing about her

I Found You (chapter 3) by  Jodygoroar (1/1)

Her by BabyAce is a great story that plays on the part of the trope that has a phrase your soulmate says to you tattooed on your body. It’s really great. More like a Jughead stream of consciousness.

The Exception Not the Rule by pressdbtwnpages (1/1 - G)

Summary: Betty Cooper doesn't believe in soulmates.

Crescent Palmed Girl by @tory-b (1/1 - M)

Summary:Betty Cooper is a nurse at a Psychiatric Hospital. Jughead Jones is one of her patients. He disappears without a word and she ends up with the journal he's been writing to his soulmate.

eyes wide open by @aswellingstorm (1/1 - T)

Summary: “when you can’t sleep, your soul mate can’t either. so the next time you’re laying awake, know that somewhere, someone else is laying awake too.” an au where once you turn 17, you can’t get a wink of sleep unless you’re with your soulmate. the system is pretty flawed, so jughead jones is adamant that there’s no way on earth he’s lucky enough to have betty cooper as his soulmate.

simmer down and pucker up by @santiagone (2/2 - T)

Summary: “Betty,” Jughead interrupts. His voice is lower now, and the resignation might even be scarier than the yelling. “We’re not soulmates. We can't.” And therein lies the crux of the problem.

Just Like Broken Glass by @aswellingstorm (3/3 - M)

Summary: Soulmate AU (inspired by silentpeaches): Where you have the name of your soulmate can appear on your body randomly, at any point in your life. Jughead Jones swears he doesn’t have a soulmate and Betty Cooper for the life of her, cannot think of a single person in her life named “Forsythe”.

Written on My Arm by @typing123 (1/1 - G)

Summary: The first words his soulmate are ever going to say have been scrawled on his arm since the moment he was born. He's had practically his entire life to prepare. And he's still blown out of the water.

save that heart for me by @elizabethbettscooper  (1/1 - G)

Summary: But Betty’s mark is small, black and white on her wrist, just over the thin skin where her pulse thrums. It looks like an old, circular typewriter key, and the letter in the middle is a lowercase ‘j’. She isn’t actually sure how she feels about soulmates, but she’s pretty fond of the mark. She imagines it probably belongs to someone bookish, someone who will understand her. Actually, she knows exactly who she thinks it belongs to, but it doesn’t matter.

You're Ingrained In My Skin by @curlsandcrown (1/1 - T)

Summary: In the middle of a major war, Betty meets a pilot who will change her life forever.

Behind The Mask by @futureheartswithbooks (34/40 - M)

Summary:  Starting Sixth Year was meant to be the same as starting any other year a part from the apprehensive of discovering your soul mate, but with the disappearance of Jason Blossom looming overhead, this year would not be like any other. Yet, for Betty Cooper, she also had the complication of sifting through the lies of Archie Andrews and attempting to work out just what was going on between her and Jughead Jones, the Serpent Prince.

Snakes and Crowns by @cooperandjonesinc (13/13 - E)

Summary: Betty Cooper just can't seem to fit in at Southside High. It's run down, everyone seems to hate her just on principle, and the people who are running the Red and Black don't want her help at all. To make matters worse her recently divorced mother is trying to find her 'soulmate' by going to conventions and touching as many hands as possible. Betty doesn't even believe in soulmates anyway. Just because some people's nervous systems happen to sync up when they touch for the first time doesn't mean they're soulmates destined to fall in love. Right?

When the Moon hits your Eye by @typing123 (1/1 - G)

Summary: Betty and Jughead find out they're soulmates when they're five years old.

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The Northside Serpent: Part 21

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Sweet Pea x Fem!Male!Keller!Reader

Word count: 3309

Warnings: Archie getting arrested, Ghoulies, season 3 stuff

Y/N: Your Name

Summary: You’re Kevin Keller’s little sister when you’re mom left to go to war and your dad started cheating (I’m making it so he’s been cheating since season 1) You started rebelling; dying your hair, getting a nose piercing, tattoo, and hanging out on the southside.

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“Y/N, come on up.” He said and I looked at him shocked. Sweet Pea pushed me to get up and I looked back at him. Sweet Pea and Fangs nodded at me to go and I smiled. I walked up to him and he helped me same as he did with Cheryl. He smiled at me and everyone cheered once again. I hugged him and then ran back to Sweet Pea. He hugged me and lifted me up, being careful of my stitches. He gave me the biggest kiss and when it was over he pulled back, he had the biggest smile on his face.

“I love you Y/N.” He said and I smiled at him.

“I love you too, Sweet Pea.” I said.

We were in the school gym watching Archie officially become class President. The Vixens had just got done and Weatherbee was about to speak.

“Students, faculty and staff, before we inaugurate Archie Andrews in as our new student council President, please rise for our national anthem.” He said and everyone stood up. We put our hands over our hearts and Josie got up to sing. Archie was smiling at us and we smiled back, he was so happy. Suddenly the door opened and we watched as Sheriff Minetta walked in with some other cops and arrested Archie.

“Sheriff Minetta, what are you doing?” Archie asked.

“Archie Andrews, you’re under arrest for the murder of Shadow Lake resident, Cassidy Bullick.” He said.

“What? I didn’t kill him-”

“You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law. Yout have the right to an attorney…” He continued to list off the rights and we all watched in shock.

“Hey! Let him go!” I shouted and went to go run, but Sweet Pea held me back. We watched as our friend was lead out of the school in handcuffs…

I didn’t think Riverdale could get any worse after the Black Hood, but then Archie was arrested in front of the whole school. It was a nightmare and now that summer was here we all were trying to relax even though we couldn’t. Veronica was cut off from her family’s money and was now working at Pop’s, and downstairs at her secret club. Betty had an internship, she was helping Mrs. McCoy and Mrs. Andrews with Archie’s trial. Jughead was writing his book. Toni was on a roadtrip with Cheryl. Kevin spent a lot of time with Moose and Josie. And Sweet Pea spent his free time with me and the others with the Serpents. I still wasn’t on good terms with my Father, but Sweet Pea was trying to convince me to make up with him. Sure he was cool with me dating Sweet Pea now, but he was still cheating on my mother and I couldn’t accept that. Kevin and I were back to being the best of friends since he didn’t care about me being with Sweet Pea anymore, he was still worried but he always was.

Currently we were all at the courthouse in support for Archie. I can’t believe they thought he murdered someone! He would never kill someone, he was one of the sweetest guys in Riverdale! I remember when we were younger and I was too shy to play with my brother’s friends, Archie came up to me on the playground and I thought he was going to be mean and take my dolls from me; but he didn’t. He sat down next to me and ask if he could play. The others noticed how he went missing from there game and saw him with me. They all came over and we’ve been friends ever since. Sure we’re not the closest of friends, but that doesn’t mean I’m not gonna support them.

“Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, the evidence and testimony that was presented in this court tell a dark story. That Mr. Andrews has a history of violent behavior. That he started not one, but two masked vigilante groups. That he assaulted an innocent boy who was helpless with two broken legs. That he went “wilding” in the Southside of town and threatened to shoot a young man in the face-” I noticed Sweet Pea move uncomfortably at hearing this so I grabbed his hand and gently squeezed.

“-That while partying with his friends in the town of Shadow Lake, Mr. Andrews ran into the woods and shot the victim, Cassidy Bullock, point-blank in the head. Now Mr. Andrews claims this it was his girlfriend’s father’s doorman who shot Mr. Bullock. A shot Mr. Andrews claims to have heard, but not seen. Who knows the truth of what happened  that terrible night in the wood near Shadow Lake? I’ll tell you who. That man! Archie Andrews may be a varsity athlete and he may be a sensitive musician. But he is also a cold-blooded killer.” Ms. Wright finished and sat down. Mrs. Andrews got up and faced the jury.

“Ladies and gentlemen, we know, for a fact, that Archie Andrews constantly puts the needs of others ahead of his own. We know that he helped to solve the murder of Jason Blossom. We know that he offered both friends and enemies shelter when they had nowhere else to stay. We know that he punched through a river of ice to save the life of his classmate Cheryl Blossom.” I shifted uncomfortably hearing this, she was my best friend and I remember getting a call from her crying. Sweet Pea squeezed my hand and I looked up at him, he gave me a small smile.

“Well let me remind you that there were no witnesses to the actual killing. There was no murder weapon. There was no motive. At the end of the day, all the prosecution has is cloudy testimony from unreliable people. Now, it is my solemn duty as a mother to protect my son. But as an attorney, it’s my duty to adhere to the facts, to the evidence. There is nothing here that proves that Archie Andrews is anything less than an innocent boy. Thank you.” She finished and sat down next to her son.

“Ladies and Gentlemen of the Jury, the charge is first-degree murder. You may retire to begin your deliberations.” The judge said.

“All rise.” The bailiff said and everyone stood up. Everyone left the courtroom while Archie’s fate was being decided.

“Okay, can you just level with us mom? What do you think Archie’s chances are?” Josie asked.

“Baby, I’d say… 50-50.” Mrs. McCoy answered.

“But if you had to come down on a side, Mrs. McCoy?” Kevin asked.

“I’m not sure honestly Kevin…” She answered and I sighed.

“I’m going over to Sweet Pea and Fangs…” I said and walked over to the boys.

“Hey, how ya holding up Quinny?” Fangs asked and Sweet Pea put his arm around me.

“Well, McCoy says it’s a 50-50 so I’d say not so great…” I answered and Sweets kissed my head.

“It’s gonna be okay babe.” He said and I sighed. I wasn’t sure it was.

“Hey guys, the judge is calling everyone back in.” My brother said and walked past us and up the stairs.

“Guess it’s time to find out the damage.” I said and the two boys nodded. We all went back inside.

“The jury is still deliberating, but I’ve dismissed them.” The judge said. Everyone was whispering to each other.

“They’re sequestered and I’ve instructed them not to read anything about this case, nor to discuss it with anyone. We’ll reconvene Tuesday morning after Labor Day.” He said and I could feel the hope in the room rise.

“My advice to you, young man, is to spend this weekend with your family and your loved ones. That’s all.” He said and you could tell there was still hope, but not as much as before. Everyone was walking out and talking about what just happened. Sweet Pea, Fangs, and I left as soon as we could. I couldn’t stand being in there any longer than I had to. We went to the Serpents place, Sweetwater River. The three of us were relaxing and trying to keep our minds off what just happened. Luckily the familiar hum of Toni’s bike pulled up and we all smiled. We all missed her.

“T! You’re back! Finally!” I shouted happily and attacked her in a hug.

“Missed me that much huh Quinny?” She said with a giggle.

“Of course! I was stuck with these two all summer, I need my two girls in my life to balance it out.” I answered.

“Hey! You love us!” Fangs said walking over with Sweet Pea.

“I do love you guys, but seriously I need some girl time.” I said and Toni laughed.

“Well Cheryl and I are throwing an awesome End-of-Summer pool party at Thornhill and you’re all invited. I should warn you guys Cheryl is kind of looking for trouble.” She said and I smiled.

“Trouble is my middle name.” I smirked.

“Babe, trouble doesn’t seem like a good idea. You dad won’t be happy if you get hurt again or something.” Sweets said worried.

“You just don’t want me getting in trouble after the riot.” I said and he nodded.

“She’ll be fine Sweets.” Toni said.

“Now, let’s catch up before the party.” She said pulling me away from the boys.

“Fangs! Sweet Pea! I need you two!” Jughead called and they two walked off.

Few hours later and all of us were heading to Thornhill for the party. Well they were, I had to stop at home and change. I put on my black bikini, some light blue shorts, a gray short sleeved shirt. Some gray toms, and my sunglasses.

Sweet Pea was kind enough to wait for me outside and we were off to the party. Everyone was dancing and having a great time. I immediately took off my shirt, shorts, shoes, and sunglasses and jumped in the pool. I heard Sweet Pea laughing as I came up for air.

“Come on in babe! The water’s great!” I said and he shoot his head but sat on the side.

“I’m good baby, you enjoy yourself.” He said with a smile.

After an hour or more of swimming I got out a dried off. Sweets and I sat together on a couch that was outside and he kissed my head. I snuggled into his side with a smile on my face.

“I’m happy you’re alive Y/N.” He said and I looked up at him.

“And I’m happy you didn’t do anything stupid while you thought I was dead.” I said and he gave me a slight smile.

“That’s in the past Sweets, we need to move on from all of that okay?” I said and he nodded and kissed me. The kiss was getting pretty hot when Jughead interrupted it.

“Hey love birds, Serpent meeting. Now.” He said when we pulled apart and walked off. Sweets and I looked at each other confused but got up and followed him.

“Are you absolutely sure that this was Hot Dog?” Jughead asked Fangs.

“Hundred percent, man. They must have snatched him on Riot Night. He looked skinny. I don’t think the Ghoulies are feeding him enough.”He answered.

“We’re lucky those animals aren’t slow-roasting him on a grill.” Sweets said pissed.

“What do we do, Jug?” I asked.

“We’d be going behind enemy lines, outnumbered, open to attack from all directions and risking another gang-war.” He said and everyone sighed.

“No Serpent left behind, right? That includes our spirit animal.” He asked and I smirked.

“Okay, we’re gonna deploy after dark. It’s gonna be a stealth mission. It’s gonna be quick.” He ordered.

“Jug, last time you went into Ghoulie territory, you were beaten to within an inch of your life.” Betty said worried.

“He’ll have backup this time.” Cheryl said and I nodded.

“And we’re gonna be quick, Betty. They won’t even know we were there.” He said.

“Okay, well, then I’m coming with you.” Betty said.

“No.” He said.

“No. Don’t you dare tell me that it’s too dangerous, Jug. The Serpent Queen is a warrior queen. So if you’re on the frontlines, so am I.” She said and Jughead smirked.

“Okay. Let’s bring Hot Dog home, shall we?” He said. Sweet Pea pulled me aside and he wore a worried expression.

“What’s wrong?” I asked him.

“I don’t want you coming with us.” He said and I looked at him confused.

“But I’m a Serpent now, I should go with you guys.” I said and he shook his head.

“You almost died for us.” He said.

“So did Jug.” I said and he sighed.

“I know, but I can’t lose you…” He said and I sighed.

“Sweets, I’ll stick by you the whole time, just let me come please.” I said and he sighed.

“Promise to stay by me the whole time?” He asked and I stuck out my pinky.

“Pinky promise.” I said and he wrapped his around mine with a smile.

“Fine.” He said and kissed my head.

We all went back to enjoy the rest of the party. As soon as night fell we all got our jackets and piled into Sweet’s truck. We drove to the Southside, which none of us have been to since the riot, and parked just outside the fence that they were keeping Hot Dog. Jughead wanted to make sure no one was there so we’ve been waiting an hour and poor Hot Dog has been whining for us.

“It’s been an hour and no sign of anyone.” Toni said.

“Alright, Sweet Pea, you guys keep look out.” Jughead said grabbing some cutters. All of us watched as he walked through the gate and cut him free. Right as we did though lights turned on and out walked Penny and the Ghoulies.

“Hiya, Jonesy.” Penny said walking up to him.

“Welcome back to the Southside.” She said. Betty went to go after him but Cheryl pulled her back.

“Cheryl!” Betty said.

“Not yet, cousin.” Cheryl said and she stopped.

“I thought this mangy mutt might get you to show up. We need to talk.” Penny said.

“No, we don’t, Penny. I’m here for the dog.” Jug said.

“If you didn’t want trouble, why have you been sending spies all summer, trying to get into our business? Back off. Unless you want a replay of Riot Night.” She said and I growled.

“Y/N, no.” Sweet Pea said.

“Yeah, I’ve been sending scouts. I was looking for Hot Dog. Now that I’ve got him, We’re good.” He said trying to leave.

“Not so fast.” Penny said stopping him.

“Your jacket… the Southside isn’t yours anymore. That means you’re no longer the Southside Serpents.” She said and I rolled my eyes. I honestly couldn’t keep my mouth shut anymore.

“You’re really that petty that you care about a damn jacket?” I shouted at her.

“Y/N!” Sweet Pea scolded me.

“Hey, Sweet Pea, you better keep your bitch under control!” Malachai shouted.

“You’re the one being controlled by a bitch!” I shouted back and he glared at me.

“I guess we found our next victim.” Penny said walking closer to Jug.

“Fine. You can have the jacket as long as you and the Ghoulies stay out of the Northside.” He said.

“Oh, you don’t get to make demands.” Malachai said walking closer to him, but before he could make it to him Cheryl shot an arrow into his shoulder.

“Cheryl!” Jughead shouted at her.

“Told you I was in the mood for some hell raising.” She said and I smirked.

“That’s it. Just kill ‘em all.” Penny ordered.

“Cheryl, aim your next arrow right between Penny’s eyes.” Jug ordered and she did.

“If you and your Ghoulies take one more step, she’s gonna release that arrow. Cheryl doesn’t miss.” Jug said.

“Congratulations. You’ve just make the Northside fair game.” Penny said and Jug turned away.

“Come on.” He said to Hot Dog and brought him back to the truck.

“See you soon, Jonesy!” Penny called and we all drove off. Hot Dog was safe now and hopefully everything would be okay, at least for now. We dropped everyone off and Sweets took me back to his place.

“Sweets?” I asked once we were inside, he hasn’t said a word to me since I yelled at Penny and the Ghoulies.

“What the hell was that!?” He shouted and I looked at him shocked.

“All you had to do was keep your mouth shut! Now they’re gonna go after you!” He shouted and I sighed.

“I know…” I said, I knew it was a stupid thing to do, but I couldn’t help it.

“What if I can’t protect you?” He said sitting on his bed with his head in his hands.

“Hey, everything’s gonna be okay, they’re not gonna do anything.” I said sitting next to him and wrapping my arms around him.

“Yes they will Y/N! And I don’t know if I can protect you!” He said worried.

“Relax babe, I promise, everything’s gonna be okay.” I said and he sighed.

“It won’t be…”

“Yes it will, I have you and the Serpents, my brother, and even though we’re not on great terms right now I still have my dad.” I said which seemed to relax him a bit.

“Come on, let’s get some rest. We got to go to Archie’s trial tomorrow.” I said kicking off my shoes and taking my jacket off. Sweet Pea did the same and we both fell asleep.

The next day we woke up and Sweet Pea took me home so I could change. I put on something appropriate and waited for Sweets to pick me up. My father and brother were already there with Mrs. McCoy and Josie. Sweets picked me up and we got there just in time. We took our seats and anxiously waited to hear Archie’s fate.

“All rise.” The bailiff said and in walked the judge. He sat down and we all took our seats once again.

“Has the jury reached a verdict?” He asked. The man in the front row in the first seat stood up.

“Your Honor, we haven’t. We’re deadlocked. Six-to-six. And it’s not gonna change.” He said and most people started whispering.

“So be it. The jury is dismissed. Thank you for your service.” The judge said and the jury left.

“Your Honor.” Ms. Wright said standing up.

“In lieu of another trial, the State is prepared to offer a deal for a lesser sentence. Instead of prison, time served plus two years in juvenile detention, if Mr. Andrews will plead guilty to the crime of manslaughter.” She said.

“Your Honor-” Mrs. Andrews stood up.

“I’ll take the deal.” Archie said cutting off his mother. Everyone was shocked and we told him not to.

“Your Honor, I accept the deal.” He said and I saw Veronica lean forward, crushed.

“Son, just so I have it straight, though it’s legally within your rights, you’re ignoring the advice of your counsel, your own mother?” The judge asked.

“Yes, Your Honor. I’m guilty.” Archie said and the whispers started up again.

“Mr. Andrews, the court accepts your plea of guilt. You’ll be taken directly from the courthouse to the Leopold and Loeb Juvenile Detention Center, where you will serve out your sentence beginning immediately. This court is adjourned.” The judge said. Everyone watched as Archie was handcuffed and lead out of the courthouse. It hurt to watch him be taken away in handcuffs once again. I could feel tears well in my eyes and a few fell down my cheeks. Sweet Pea wrapped his arms around me and held me close.

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Payback

FP Jones x (legal)Reader

Summary; Reader has been a long time friend of Archie and Jughead and has a small fight with them, leading her to go drinking in the Whyte Wyrm and meets FP, not knowing he’s Juggie’s dad, she decides to take her mind of things with his help

Warnings; cursing, drinking, the usual rough sex

A/N; This is my first story here so I hope you like it! Plenty more to come! Feedback is appreciated!

Sitting in Pop’s Diner on a friday night at 11.30pm with Archie Andrews and Jughead Jones was a normal, boring thing for you.

The three of you had been best friends as long as you could remember and you being a few years older was never an issue. Even when Juggie and Archie had a falling out, you had stayed with them both and now you were inseparable. You did everything with the boys and you now had your mind set on getting them to party with you.

“Oh cmon, I’ll handle the drinks, you just gotta drag your asses with me!”, you tried to convince the boys as they weren’t that excited about your idea.

“Y/N not today, okay? I’m just not in the mood for getting wasted”, Archie said with a loud sigh.

“Not today? It’s fucking friday guys! What else are we gonna do? Sit in this diner for the whole night again? I’m tired of these boring neon lights”, you said with your own sigh as you were starting to get frustrated.

“We’re always looking after your drunk ass on the weekends so why don’t you take it easy today and we don’t have to pull you from some creeps bed again”, Jughead laughed and elbowed Archie softly, making him laugh too.

“I can take care of myself so you both can fuck off because I’m getting drunk!”, you almost yelled at them. Feeling angry, you got up and as you had a short black dress on which had ridden up your thighs as you had sat, the boys noticed it.

“Your inner slut is showing Y/N, might wanna lower your hem”, Archie laughed with a raised brow.

His words fueled your anger even more. You were used to calling each other names and insults but in this situation, you didn’t think it was funny.

“Well if you excuse me, I’m gonna go be the slut that I am”, you said both angry and sad.

The boys noticed your serious tone and their faces fell a little but they didn’t have time to stop you as you had already went out the door.

‘This place gives me the creeps’, you thought as you stood outside of a bar called Whyte Wyrm. It looked like a bikergang hangout and that’s exactly what it was. Normally, you would avoid places like this, especially when you’re alone but now you didn’t care.

Walking inside and heading directly to the counter, you ordered two shots of tequila and your favorite beer. The bartender had your order in front of you in a minute and you paid before downing the shots. The taste was as horrible as it had always been and you turned around to scan through the bar as you sucked on your lemon slice. The place was packed.

Spotting only one empty table, you quickly grabbed your beer and made your way to sit by it. Before you had a chance to sit down, you felt a hand on your arm and turned around.

“Y/N what the hell are you doing here?”.

It was Joaquin and he smiled at you as you smiled back. You knew him through Kevin and he seemed like a nice guy.

“I needed to get drunk”, you confessed, sipping your beer.

“Needed? If there’s something on your mind, you came to the right place”, he smirked and pulled you with him the a pool table, surrounded by many people of all ages.

After what felt like hours of playing, you were now incredibly drunk, but sober enough to win every single game you had played.

“Is there not anyone who can even give me a challenge?”, you smirked as you scanned the people around you. Many had defeated looks on their faces as they didn’t stand a chance against you.

“I’ll give it a try”, a voice said and you turned around to see a smoking hot older male.

“I think you’ve had enough”, Joaquin whispered and tried to pull you away but you weren’t having it.

Suddenly, the whole bar was almost quiet and you made eye contact with the mysterious man. He looked you up from head to toe, almost eyefucking you right there and his stare lingered on your chest for a moment before returning back to your eyes. He didn’t say anything as he grabbed a pool stick and walked close to you. He was clearly trying to intimidate you but the alcohol had given you enough courage to not feel scared. When he realized that you weren’t gonna budge, he started to smirk and oh my god, it almost made your panties wet.

“Give us some privacy guys”, he finally said and everyone was back to talking and drinking. The area around the pool table cleared and now you had started to feel intrigued about the man.

“So normal rules?”, you asked with an innocent smile.

“Whatever you want, sweet cheeks”, he said and you tried to hide your blush.

You had been playing for a short while and he was winning. You felt a little nervous but downed the rest of your drink and decided to give him a little distraction. He was lining up his shot, leaning against the table when you walked across the table and leaned your elbows against it, making sure to press you boobs together.

“That’s not gonna work, honey”, he smirked and shot his final ball into the bag and won.

“So how much do I owe you?”, you asked as you had been playing for money all night.

“How about a kiss?”, he asked as he walked to you, pushing you to sit on the pool table, him standing between your legs. Him being so close, got your breathing to become faster and the fact that he was one of the sexiest men you’ve ever seen, didn’t help. He reached behind him and had two shots of something in his hands. You took the shot and quickly drank it, cringing at the taste a little. He did the same and as he finished, you wrapped your hands around his neck and brought his lips to yours. He instantly kissed back as his hands went to your waist, pulling you against his crotch, you felt his hard cock.

“Wanna go somewhere a little more private?”, you asked as you now knew he wanted the same as you.

“Thought you’d never ask, baby girl”, he said as he lifted you from the table.

The way to his place wasn’t long. Some guy had given you a ride and now you were standing in his trailer as he was pouring you two glasses of whiskey.

“You’re old enough, right?”, he asked before handing you the glass.

“Depends on what you’re talking about”, you smirked at him, taking a sip of the strong drink.

“You’re a bad girl, aren’t you?”, he smirked, sitting down on the couch.

“Oh you have no idea”, you smirked back at him, joining him on the old couch.

“So what made you come with me? Do you have daddy issues?”, he questioned with a small chuckle.

“No, but I have no problem with calling you daddy”, you smirked, feeling extra confident with the alcohol running through your veins.

“Oh my god”, he groaned as he dropped his drink to the floor and pushed you to lay on the couch, getting on top of you, kissing you hungrily.

You also dropped your drink as your hands went to tug on his hair. You pushed him off you and stood up as you pulled your dress down, leaving you in your small, red panties. His mouth hang a little open as he eyed your body. You reached to pull his shirt off and then went down on your knees to start unbuckling his belt. He lifted his waist for you to pull his pants off and you almost yelled as his big cock almost hit your face. Never had you seen someone with such impressive length and you felt nervous about him putting the giant thing inside you. He noticed your reaction and smirked.

“Be a good girl for daddy and suck my cock”, he said with a low voice and a chill went through your body. You wrapped you hands around him and licked his tip to make it easier for you to slide him in your mouth. He clearly thought you were taking too long so he took a fistful of your hair and pushed you down on his cock until you started to gag.

“That’s my girl”, he laughed as you started to bob your head, up and down, your eyes watering. You continued to suck him for a moment until he suddenly pulled you up by your hair. He got up and pushed you to sit on the couch so that you were leaning against the armrest. He got on the couch between your legs and went to suck and bite on your left nipple and pinched and pulled the other one. You were already a moaning mess as he worked his magic. Then he just stopped and ripped, not removed but literally ripped your panties off, earning a small gasp from you. He pushed your legs as far apart as he could and ran a finger over your wet slit.

“Did daddy get you this wet?”, he smirked as he spread your pussy with two fingers.

“Yes daddy, please don’t tease”, you whined.

He did what you told and pushed two fingers inside you and your eyes rolled back. He fingered you for a second before adding a third finger.

“Open your eyes, baby girl. I wanna see you fall apart”, he commanded and your eyes flew open to see him smirking over you.

You were so close to cumming, when he stopped and pulled you up by your throat. He pushed you against the small counter between the living room and the kitchen. A sharp pain shot through you as she had spanked you. You lifted your head to look at him but he grabbed your hair and pushed you down, pulling your ass up.

“Now you’re gonna be a good girl and not make a sound, understand?”, he almost whispered. You furiously nodded as you wanted to feel him already. You felt him spread your cheeks before he slammed himself inside you in one swift motion. You let out a pained wail as you felt him stretch you out. He didn’t give you any time to adjust as she started to pound into you.

“Wait…”, you tried to stop him for a moment but he wasn’t listening. Soon enough, you didn’t feel any pain, only heavenly pleasure.

“Oh shit, baby, I’m gonna cum”, he said with a exhausted voice. Just seconds after saying it, he pulled out and turned you around and forced you on your knees. He then grabbed your chin, forcing you to open your mouth.

“You better swallow”, he said as he pushed his cock, deep into your mouth and released himself inside your throat. You obeyed him and swallowed it all. He then started to laugh and pulled you up.

“That was amazing but I’m not a jerk, you didn’t cum so sit on the counter and open your legs”, he told you and you did it. He teased your clit for a second before pushing two fingers inside you, curling them to perfectly hit your g-spot.

“Oh my god!”, you yelled as he fastened his pace and in only seconds, you felt something wet dripping down your legs.

“Looks like you’re a squirter”, he smirked and started pull his fingers out of you.

At the same moment when he removed his fingers, the door opened.

“Dad?”, it was Jughead who said it and he was now standing with Archie by the door.

“Oh my god”, Jughead and you screamed at the same time.

Juggie quickly covered his eyes as he backed out of the room but Archie stood there, frozen, looking at your naked body.

“Archie, get the fuck out!”, you yelled as you ran to him and pushed him out, closing the door.

“Oh, fuck”, the naked man said as he had started to pull on some clothes.

“You’re Jug’s dad?!”, you yelled at him, pulling your dress on and trying to fix your hair.

“You know them?”, he questioned with raised brows.

“They’re my best friends for fuck’s sake! This is not happening!”, you yelled, feeling utterly embarrassed.

“Relax, we’ll sort this out, uh, what’s your name?”, he asked awkwardly.

“This is just great. It’s Y/N”, you laughed as you didn’t know how to handle the situation.

“I’m FP, its was nice to… fuck you”, FP smirked and it made the situation a little lighter for you.

You sat on the couch as FP went to open the door to let the two boys back in.

“What the fuck was that?”, Jughead shouted, looking at you.

“I didn’t know he was your dad!”, you told him with a bit of anger, remembering how he had been the other reason you had gotten drunk.

“Son, we didn’t know about each other, I only knew you had a close female friend but you didn’t tell me it was this sexy little vixen”, FP smirked at you.

“Oh my god, dad, shut up! Y/N come with us, now!”, Jug told you and started to drag you by your arm.

“Till next time”, you winked at FP as you passed him, laughing as you heard Juggie make some gagging noises.

Sitting back at Pop’s with Jug and Archie, you weren’t drunk anymore so your confidence level wasn’t as high. You felt super awkward with the boys almost ignoring you, everyone staying quiet. Archie was the first one to break the silence.

“Look Y/N, I’m sorry about the things we said before, we didn’t mean to upset you and we were so worried when you didn’t answer your phone”, he said with sadness in his voice.

“It’s fine Archiekins, I’m over it”, you said with a smile and turned your attention to Jug, who wouldn’t look at you. Archie nudged him and he sighed before looking at you.

“I’m sorry too”, he rolled his eyes.

“I forgive you, I mean, I did bang your dad for payback”, you laughed and Archie also burst out laughing.

“Oh my god!”, Jughead threw his hands up in the air.