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Locker room sex//Archie Andrews

“So how long has it been?” Veronica asked.

“How long has what been?” Y/N asked, glancing over at Veronica.

“Since you and Archie have had sex.”

Y/N let out a sigh. “Three days. It’s been killing me but I’m determined to win,” Y/N replied, glancing to the other side of the room where her red headed boyfriend stood talking to his best friend Jughead Jones.

Archie laughed at something Jughead said, glancing over at Y/N. Their eyes locked for a moment, causing Y/N’s cheeks to turn pink. Even after dating for over a year, Archie still had that effect on her and all of their friends knew it.

“How long was the bet for?” Ronnie asked.

“A week.”

“And what is at stake?”

Y/N laughed. “Who ever caves has to buy the other a pizza.”

Ronnie laughed at the ridiculous bet, rolling her eyes at her best friend. “Why don’t you just give in? I’m sure you two are both about to burst.”

“Nope. I am going to win because he doesn’t think I can do it!”

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Lunch was minutes away as Y/N looked at the clock on her phone before closing her algebra textbook. When she saw the time she closed her algebra textbook, placing it in her backpack along side her notebooks. She hadn’t been able to do much studying, instead she was focused on how to win the bet. She had come to the conclusion that the best way to win was to avoid Archie all together but she knew that was impossible, besides she loved being around him. He made everything better.

It was her favorite time of day. She always met Archie in the gym after his gym class, when he was looking the hottest. She loved seeing him sweaty with his hair messed up. There was just something about it that she couldn’t take his eyes off of him and she had a feeling he knew it.

Walking out of the quiet library and into the noisy hallway, Y/N headed towards the gym, where her boyfriend should be finishing up his class. The gym smelled like sweat as she walked towards the locker rooms.

Coming to a stop outside of the boys locker room, she placed her backpack on the floor, leaning against the wall, checking her phone. When the door opened, she expected Archie to walk out but it was Jughead.

“Hey Jug, is Archie still in there?” Y/N asked.

Jughead nodded. “Yea. I think he’s almost done. See you at lunch?”

“Yea. We’ll be there soon,” Y/N replied, giving Jughead a wave while he headed towards the cafeteria to meet their friends.

Y/N waited another three minutes and when no one exited the locker room she decided to take matters into her own hands. Glancing around to make sure no one was in sight, she opened the door, slipping inside.

The room was quiet with no one in sight. Y/N walked past the first three rows of lockers, expecting Archie to be there but they were empty except for the occasional towel thrown on the floor. She came to the last row to find the red headed boy sitting on the bench, a white towel wrapped around his waist.

“Arch?”

“Y/N!” Archie cried. “What are you doing in here?”

“I’ve been waiting for you, just like everyday before lunch…”

Archie sighed, running a hand through his wet hair. “Oh. Yea. Sorry. Give me a minute and I can change.”

He stood up, his toned chest still dripping water from his shower. Her eyes skimmed his body as he turned around to open his locker.

Screw the bet, she thought.

She walked towards him, wrapping her arms around his stomach. Soft kisses were placed along his neck while her hands played with the waistband of his towel before slipping underneath. Her fingers wrapped around his length as it grew hard from her touch. She moved it hands along it as Archie’s breathing became louder.

“What about the bet?” Archie questioned.

“What bet?” Y/N asked, grinning.

Archie placed his hands on top of her’s, removing them from his length before he turned around. Taking a step towards her, he placed his lips against her’s, kissing her roughly and quickly.

Their lips moved in sync, despite having not touched for the past three days. He tasted like his sports drink as she ran her tongue along his bottom lip, before gently tugging on it. HIs lips parted slightly allowing her to tangle her tongue with his.

Archie’s hands slipped underneath her shirt and up her sides, leaving goosebumps in their wake. She let out a soft sigh as he gently squeezed her breasts, slipping two fingers underneath her bra, softly tugging on her nipples.

When he was satisfied, his hands moved to her jeans button, popping it open. She shimmied out of them, kicking them off with her feet. Archie reached behind her, placing his hands on the back of her thighs. She gasped from his cold hands touching her, but allowed him to pick her up. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he walked to the side of the room, where a table sat empty.

He laid her down on it before he crawled on top of her, sis fingers pulling her shirt up as she shivered from the cold air brushing her warm skin. His lips moved from her’s leaving trails of kisses down her neck and between her breasts. As he continued down her stomach, she thrust her hips up, moaning as he left wet kisses in his wake.

When he reached the waistband of her underwear, he stood up, removing the towel from his waist. His erection slapped against his stomach as he crawled back on top of her. Her hand wrapped around his length, gently moving back and forth before running it along the material of her underwear.

His fingers pushed the material aside as he ran his length along her wet folds. Y/N’s legs wrapped around his waist as he pushed the tip in. She let out a moan as he continued to push into her. Her body instantly adjusted to his size as he started to thrust.

He moved slowly at first before picking up the pace. Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving half moon crescents in their wake.

“Archie,” Y/N moaned as he placed kisses on neck, finding her sweet spot.

Her fingers tangled in his hair, a familiar knot already beginning to form in her stomach. She thrust her hips up towards his, her signal for him to thrust quicker.

Her walls clenched around his length as he released into her. The quiet locker room was filled with their heavy breaths, while they both sat on the table, trying to catch their breaths. His finge’s moved to her’s, holding her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“You owe me a pizza. You know that right?” he joked.

Y/N rolled her eyes. “I know you won’t forget.”

Archie laughed, hopping off the table and walking over to his locker.

“We should go before anyone comes in.”

Y/N nodded, standing up and grabbing her clothes from the floor.

“You know we could make this any everyday thing?” Archie said, smirking.

“I’ll think about it,” Y/N replied, giving Archie a kiss.