"So....Hal was cheating on you with Penelope Blossom?" FP asked as he took his last bite of the grilled chicken and green beans Alice had made him.
"Mhm." Alice rested her elbow on the table, leaning her face in her hand while she stared down at the tablecloth.
"How the fu-" He stopped. "Just...how?" He wondered, setting down his fork and putting his hands to his face.
"How what?" She finally looked to him, putting both hands in her lap.
"How could anyone cheat on you?"
"Oh, come on. Like you didn't think of being with other girls when we were together." She scoffed, taking a sip of her wine.
"I didn't." He said, looking at her intensely. Alice set down her glass of wine with a look of astonishment. "Not once." He seriously shook his head, gazing into her icy blue eyes.
Alice stared into his brown ones and she felt her stomach jump as she knew he was telling the truth. She swallowed hard, feeling her cheeks suddenly grow warm and her heartbeat increased. "Well, Hal is......not you." She picked up her glass again. "He doesn't feel things as deeply as you do."
"Clearly." FP took a sip of his water. "For him to disown his own son like that. Psh!" He took another sip and set down his glass.
"FP, um..." Alice was about to tell him the truth. The truth about *his* son. She was interrupted by the ringing of his cell phone.
"Jughead...Where you at, boy?" FP asked, holding the phone to his ear. "Why didn't you answer my texts?" He listened to Jughead tell him that his phone had died at Pop's and that they were now at Hal's new place watching a movie. "Okay. I love you too....Bye." He put his cell back into his pocket.
It was silent for a moment as Alice began to panic inside. It was time to tell him. She needed to tell him. "I-" She began to speak, but he interrupted.
"Alice...I'm sorry Hal has been a pain in the ass. He's honestly a crazy son of a bitch to even be able to think of other women while he's with you."
"FP, stop." She looked down into her lap, unsure of how to process anything at the moment.
"I mean it. Look at you." Alice looked up to him as he continued. "It's honestly so hard to look at you sometimes....You're just so fucking gorgeous. It's almost impossible."
Taken aback, Alice struggled to get her words out. "Impossible to what?"
"Not to touch you."
"FP." She felt like she might pass out and she looked down at the plate in front of him. Quickly panicking, she stood, taking his dishes over to the sink and setting them inside.
"Can I?"
She heard him standing directly behind her after he followed her to the sink. When she turned around he was about a foot away from her. "Can you what?" She wondered, staring down at the floor behind him.
He took a few steps closer to her, causing her body to grow warm. His voice lowered to an almost whisper and he stared down at her lips. "Can I touch you?" He asked, lifting a hand to graze her forearm.
"FP." She whispered as well, her eyes closing as they made contact. She wanted to say no. She knew she should. But she knew she needed him. She missed him. So much pain had filled the both of them and she could feel it in his touch. He pained for her too. She let out a small breath and opened her eyes again, seeing him look at her with so much passion. "Yes." She whispered. "Yes." Her voice grew a little louder. "Yes, FP. Please." She said, letting out a small sob. "Please." She whispered again with her eyes closed.
Her own two hands reached up for his ribs while his slowly wrapped around her back. They both closed their eyes and leaned their foreheads together as if trying their hardest not to kiss. Each felt their stomachs fill with butterflies as their breathing grew unsteady. "Alice." He said in a hushed tone, moving his head just a bit so his nose touched hers.
"Oh my god." She whispered, missing him say her name that way. "Do it." She demanded. "Do it, FP." She gave him a peck kiss right beside his lips. "Fuck me." She whispered.
He pushed her against the counter behind her, picking her up and setting her on top of it while she ripped her own shirt off, throwing it to the floor. FP pulled one of her bra straps down, kissing her shoulder and giving her a tiny bite as she whimpered. Alice's head fell back as her fingers made their way into his hair and he traced kisses down her shoulder and to her cleavage. His hands wasted no time in reaching under her baby blue pencil skirt, tearing off her underwear before sliding his fingers where she needed them most. She moaned along with his movements as her legs gradually opened more and more for him.
Wrapping her fingers in his hair, Alice lifted his head from her chest, forcing him to look at her before she finally kissed him. She moaned into his mouth as his finger hit her most sensitive spot and her grip on his hair became painful to him. But he liked it. It aroused him more and he couldn't wait anymore. He used his free hand to unzip his jeans and without even pulling them down, he forced himself into her, causing her to yelp.
He found a steady rhythm, moving in and out of her, revelling in her screams. Her nails dug into his flannel, ripping at it before she felt her first orgasm. "Fuck!" She moaned as he continued. Her left hand fell to the countertop beneath her, trying to keep her balance as her legs began to shake and he moved faster and harder. Alice felt a charlie horse in her thigh, but she ignored it, needing more. "Harder." She demanded, wrapping her right arm around his shoulder, hugging him to her. He bit her neck and she screamed with a smile as her head fell back, hitting the cupboard behind her. "Shit." She wanted to giggle, but couldn't as another moan escaped her lips. "Yeah." She moaned again. "Yeah." Came out as a whisper.
His moans sent chills up and down her spine, causing her to smile even wider before she slid her tongue back into his mouth. He only kissed her for a moment though as he started to feel himself reaching the edge. "I'm gonna." He whispered, his sweating face centimeters from hers.
"Stay inside." She demanded, too lazy to wanna clean up afterward.
"Really?" He asked with a grunt.
"Fucking stay inside me, FP." She said, almost in an irritated tone and he obeyed as he came and his eyes closed.
"Fuck." He whispered as his forehead leaned against hers.
"Mhm." Alice nodded as she reached her second orgasm and he slowed down before she finished. Her arm was sore from holding onto the counter so hard and her legs still shook below her. FP began to move out of her, but she pulled him to her. "No, no. Not yet." She said with her eyes closed in a relaxed smile. Her head leaned back against the cabinet behind her as she held onto his shoulders. FP kissed her neck once more and Alice grabbed his face, putting her head down and kissing him on the lips once more. "I forgot how much I missed that." She giggled, still trying to catch her breath.
"Liar." He chuckled and she gave him a playful slap on the face. "Hey, hey, hey." He laughed. "Watch it. Or you're gonna get me ready for round two." They both laughed again, slowing their breaths and kissing once more. "Can I-" He began to ask.
"Yeah." She allowed him to move out of her, though she missed him right away and he carefully set her down onto the floor once again.
"You alright?" He asked as she struggled to stand, her legs almost buckling below her. He refused to take a hand off of her until he knew she was alright.
"I think so." She kept a hand on his shoulder. They looked into the eyes of the person beside them before Alice let out a small chortle. "I'm gonna go to the bathroom." She whispered, attempting to take a step forward, but feeling her weakened legs and their charlie horses get the best of her.
"I'll help you." He demanded and she thanked him before walking her to the room around the corner.
