Original Writer: @kagszzy - on a03
This was originally Sweet Pea and Betty but I changed it.
Summery: Archie isn't really interested in the senior trip, and Betty can't resist him.
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Sounds of muffled footsteps across the floor has Betty slowly waking up in her hotel room, and she sleepily looks over her shoulder, instantly becoming awake as she gasps,“Archie!”
The tall, freshly showered Bulldog is sneaking himself into her bed, making the springs creak just slightly which has Betty quickly look over to her right - where her drunken classmates snore undisturbed in their own beds, completely knocked out from attending a secret party they snuck off to earlier, instead of participating in their scheduled senior trip activities.
As Archie continues to crawl over her, Betty catches him grinning devilishly in the moonlight. Small drops of water hit her pillow from his damp locks, and she can now tell that he’s only wearing sweatpants, as well as sporting a bulging erection already.
Her hand twitches - wanting to reach out and touch him, along with his muscles, but the logical part of her brain reminds her that they aren’t alone.
“What are you doing!?” she hisses at him when his hands swiftly snake themselves into her panties and he begins to slide them off her long, toned legs.
“Isn’t it obvious?” He replies normally, with no obvious concern that the others might wake up to the sound of his voice, “Didn’t you wanna have some real fun during the trip?”
“Wh- I..” Betty stammers, glancing over to her sleeping classmates, “But, h-here??”
The idea of getting caught makes her skin tingle, and her chest heaves beneath the oversized, dark t-shirt that she’s wearing. Archie looks down and, thanks to the moon’s glow, he instantly recognizes the familiar group of individuals on the t-shirt and smirks wide at her.
“You little thief!” He says, lowering his face closer, “What did your friends think when you put this thing on for bed?” He gives a small tug at the hem of his stolen t-shirt. Betty blushes and averts her gaze from him.
“I...I just told them it was nice to sleep in!” she mumbles. Archie chuckles, then lowers himself down onto his elbows.
“Yeah - I know it is, since I lent it to you last week when you were at my place. Your friends must have wondered, ‘why does a good-girl like Betty have such a bold looking thing in her suitcase?’ Am I right?” He teases, running both his hands up her thighs, past her naked quivering hips, and slowly makes his way up to her heaving breasts where her nipples - now fully erect - poke through the black fabric.
“I’ve been looking for this shirt, y’know?” He says.
Betty bites her lip and blushes harder, still unable to fully look him in the eye. Although she did mean to return it to him at the right time and place, the fact that she’s been caught wearing it is making her more excited than anything else right now, and she squeezes her legs together tightly, trying to ease the pulse in her bundle of nerves.
Archie chuckles again.
“S’alright. I’ll forgive you,” He tells her when his hands finally cups her soft, fleshy breasts underneath the stolen garment, “But I think you should still be just a little bit punished for it.”
Betty begins to pant when he starts to pinch her nipples tightly, then gives them a sharp tug away from her chest.
“Ah!” She gasps, throwing her head back into the pillow.
Her eyes flutter up at Archie, just as he roughly pinches her nipples again. The pain shoots straight to her clit - making her even wetter than when he first began to touch her and Betty hears him chuckle again when he lifts his stolen t-shirt over her breasts, and takes a handful of her tits to squeeze tightly - digging his fingers into her flesh as he lowers his head down and takes one of her hardened buds between his teeth, then bites down hard.
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Barchie Smut
FanfictionThese are just different smut one shots of Barchie. I didn't write these myself, they are from other people but I changed it to Betty and Archie. I will put the original writer if you want to look at their work.
