Riverdale Smuts and Imagines(NOT FINISHED)

Posion (Teenage Fp)

The autumn breeze carried fine drops of rain. Sweetwater River was quiet as always. Wind carried the stream faster than it's usual flow, it was almost relaxing.

FP wend his way through the trees, head down to shield his face from the rain and hands in the pockets of his letterman jacket. He stopped at the edge of the water and sighed. The breeze tousled through his hair and soon enough the rain stopped. FP breathed in the cool air while closing his eyes.

"Hey stranger." A familiar voice called brining FP back to reality. He tilted his head slight to find Y/N leaning against one of the trees. He swallowed hard as she smiled.

Placing her hands in the pockets of her leather jacket she walked towards him. Racy thoughts ran through FP's head as he watched her approach.

Y/N was cruel and icy. One look could kill anyone, if she wanted it too. FP knew getting involved with her, a serpent princess, was a colossal mistake but he couldn't get her out of his head. Every time he saw Y/N his heart would skip a beat, his palms would get all sweaty and he would freeze.

Unintentionally FP licked his lips. His eyes traced down her body, lingering a little on her breasts before looking back at your perfectly shaped face. He wanted to reach out and hold her. He wanted nothing more than to kiss her, so much so he thought he wanted it too much.

Y/N stopped right in front of him. She took her hands out of her pockets and trailed her fingers down the buttons of his letterman jacket. "We have to stop meeting like this." FP whispered and looked into her eyes. Y/N smirked. "Why? It's much more fun this way."

And just like that her lips were on his. The warmth was soothing. His arms wrapped around her waist, and she tangled her hands in his wet hair. They continued to kiss until Y/N's tongue hit at FP's teeth. Their mouths opened in sync, and her tongue moved into his mouth at which point they were fully making out. His hands travelled up her t-shirt along her bare back causing a shiver to run down her spine.

Each of their bodies relaxed. Her mouth was hot, it was like she caught him in her web. The pair pulled away breathless. His hands still holding her close, running circles on her back.

"Wanna get out of here?" She suggested with a sly smile on her face. FP's head filled with racy thoughts as to what that sentence suggested. "Come-", she kissed his neck, "-on-", she kissed his chin, "-baby.", she bit his lower lip.

FP felt his member twitch in his pants. He wanted to feel as powerful as she felt every time they were together. He wanted to hear her screaming his name, wanting more. There was no denying she was under his skin, so he wanted to get even as bad as that could end.

He leaned down and kissed her again. "Let's go."