Riverdale Imagines

Five more minutes

A/N: This was requested by a few different people. I feel like I can mix all your ideas together to make some good old Fred smut. I hope you guys enjoy!

Requests: "Could you do a thing where it's like (I don't know how to explain this so bare with me) Fred and the reader have a lot of intimate and kinda almost dirty moments but Archie doesn't know but she's over at their house a lot and they're (her and Fred) like making out in the kitchen and Archie walks in the house so they have to stop so he doesn't see but it's a little obvious that something was happening. Things like this: a heated "What having a hot relationship with Fred Andrews would include""

"Please write some romantic Fred Andrews! I have been searching and searching but I've found none! Maybe something where the reader is in her mid/late-twenties and Fred wants to have a relationship but he's worried about what Archie may think about how young she is/because she's not his mom but when he tells him, Archie is like 'I have no room for judgement' (cause Grundy) and he meets the reader and really likes her because she looks at Fred really lovey and it's obv they like each other a lot"

"REQUEST Keen for some Fred Andrews x Reader smutttt and FP x Reader smutttttt!!! If you're still available to request from and whatnot. Its so sad no one finds fred daddy material :( makes me sad. But honestly thanks if you do!"

THIS IS NSFW

Having a hot relationship with the one and only Fred Andrews was never easy. Every time it began to get hot someone always walked in.

We were currently at Andrews construction, sitting in the trailer. Fred was working on paperwork while I played on my phone when an idea popped into my head. Standing up, I walked over to Fred and put a leg on each side of him.

"What are you doing?" I smirked at him before leaning down and pressing kisses down his neck. I began to whisper in his ear.

"I want you to fuck me on this desk." A groan rumbled through his chest before he took the back of my thighs and lifted me onto his desk.

"Fuck, the things you do to me," Fred whispered onto my lips before pressing his lips to mine. I kissed him back as the kisses began to get heated I began to reach between us and begin to unbutton his shirt. The next thing we knew the door handle clicked. I pushed Fred back for attempting to hop down off the desk before failing miserably and falling on the floor. The door opened to reveal FP Jones.

"Hey, guys... Why is (Y/N) on the floor?" FP questioned as he made his way towards me. Reaching down, I took his hand in mine while he pulled me back up to my feet.

"Well, we were trying to have some alone time when you walked in. We thought you might have been Archie." FP nodded his head with a raised eyebrow.

"Wait. Let me get this straight. You still haven't told Archie about you too?" We shook our heads as FP spoke again. "And why the hell not?!" FP exclaimed. I sighed before answering his question.

"Well... We don't know what this is."

"How do you not know what this is? Is it friends with benefits? Are you dating? Is it love?" I glanced at Fred before my thoughts drifted back to the first night we were together.

Flashback:

"Shh, you'll wake Archie!" I whispered-yelled at Fred as we stumbled through the front door.

"Archie's gone out." I smiled in excitement before pulling myself against Fred.

"Then what are we waiting for?" I questioned with a smirk. "Take me." Fred smiled before lifting me up, bridal style and carrying me up to his room. Kicking the door closed with his foot, he threw me onto the bed before climbing on top of me.