Request: Hi! Can I request a Cheryl x male reader where the reader and Cheryl go out to a club for the night? Maybe include the four as well. Can you by any chance make it a little smutty? Thank you
Being close with Veronica meant it was pretty easy for you and your friends to get into the only club in Riverdale.
One night she convinced you, Archie, Betty and Jughead to go out with her and of course you brought along your girlfriend Cheryl.
The six of you made your way to the club and Veronica used her connections to get you all in.
You stayed close by each other in case something were to happen but all of the couples strayed to doing their own thing.
You and Cheryl were enjoying yourselves, dancing to the heavy music forgetting about everything else going on in your lives.
She wrapped her arms around your neck and you held onto her hips as you two swayed to the music.
At some point Cheryl's dancing started becoming more and more seductive, moving her hips as close as she possibly could to yours.
You knew she was doing this on purpose to turn you on, and it was working.
She was wearing a low-cut dress that stopped halfway up her thighs that she was sure would easily get you worked up.
You couldn't take anymore of her taunting as you felt your jeans becoming tight so you grabbed her hand and dragged her away to look for somewhere more private.
The lines for the bathrooms were around the corner so those were no good.
You spotted a storage closet at the end of the hall away from the chaos of the rest of the club.
You looked around one more time making sure no one saw you and pulled her inside, pushing her up against the door as soon as it was shut.
"Really, in here?" she chuckled as you began placing kisses down her neck.
"You have a better idea?" you muttered.
"No, go on," she said tilting your chin up to properly kiss her.
After a few minutes you bit her lip when you pulled away, "That was really devilish of you to do out there you know."
"You liked it though didn't you," she smirked.
You didn't say anything in return, instead you picked her up and held her tighter against the door, grinding into her as you started biting at her collarbone sure to leave marks behind.
"Stop teasing Y/N, we have to be quick or we'll get caught," she just barely moaned out.
"As you wish," you said walking over to a small empty table on the opposite side of the closet.
You placed her down on the table and moved the bottom of her dress up enough for easier access.
She began fumbling with the buttons of your jeans and when she succeeded the uncomfortable tightness was finally gone.
Fifteen minutes later you were sneaking out of the storage closet with huge grins on your face and rejoining your friends on the dance floor who didn't notice you were ever gone.
