☀️Stay with me.☽ riarkle smut oneshots

the beginning steps - f o u r

Another request!
Riley invites Farkle over to her room when she's in need of emotional guidence. / Riley & Farkle are 16.

[ Princess: Farkle. ]
[ Farkle, I know you're asleep. I need you. ]
...
...
[ FARKLE BABY: Riley? ]
[ it's two a.m, aren't you tired? ]
[ Princess: Please. I can't do this alone right now. ]
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[ FARKLE BABY: i'll be there. ]
[ give me a second. i have to get dressed. ]
[ Princess: Thank you, farkley. ]

Riley laid her phone down, sighing. Her chest was in knots, full of feelings of anger and hurt and a need to be wanted. And wanted by Farkle. She had sat it out. She had thought about it. And it's the only thing that made sense.

Farkle made her feel safe. She loved him for it, because he was her home. And that's why she needs him. Right now.

God, she can't believe she's really going for this. If he rejects her..

She swallowed.

She doesn't know what she'd do.

Hearing footsteps approach, Riley stands with her hands folded by her chest, fingers toying together.

Farkle pulled the unlocked window open, and slid through. "Lady!" He said, a smile on his face.

"Hey, Farkle.."

"Woah," He narrowed his eyebrows. She sat beside him and smiled weakly. "something big happened?"

Riley bit her lips shut. "Yeah."

Farkle noticed that she wouldn't look at him. He scooted closer to her, lowering his head. "Riley," He said quietly. "whatever it is, it's okay."

"Farkle.. I don't think it is." She held her legs together. No, she couldn't do this. She swallowed. "Th- this was a mistake. I'm sorry, I wasted your ti--"

He held her face in his hands, raising her head to look at him. "Look at me." He said, her gaze meeting his, and he nodded. "You didn't waste my time."

"I don't--"

"Tell me." He moved his hands from her face, then held her own, running his thumb over the back of her hand. "You can tell me anything."

Her eyes brimmed with tears, and he raised his eyebrows in worry. "I can't... tell you."

Farkle watched her face, how her lips turned down. This was almost too much for him, to see her hurt. He gazed at her, and she held her breath. "Please, Riley."

"It'll... I can't ruin our friendship." She shook her head, returning her gaze to her hands.

He let his smile falter, fall down his face. "Oh." Farkle said, putting his hand on her shoulder. "Riley.. do you like me..?"

"Farkle, don't make me..."

"You called me over here. I want you happy-- let me help you."

Riley froze under his touch. He must've not noticed how gentle his hand was against her thigh, or the way it drove her crazy. "Do you... like.. me..?"

"I've always loved you, Riley. You know that."

"No, but... like, like.. that." She raised her gaze, watching his lips foggily. His hand moved lower, and he rubbed the inside of her thigh.

After all, they were just horny teenagers.

"I- I need you." Riley said quickly, tangling her hands in his shirt and pulling him closer to her. Her lips crashed against his, and all of her senses fell.