IMAGINES ▹ ROSS BUTLER

↳ one kiss wont hurt

( ONE KISS WONT HURT ) 
by archiefics 

"Alright, gather round," Cheryl stood at the front of the living room space, hands on her hips. The small kickback that was happening at her place started to quiet down, listening to their host. You and Veronica turned your attention to Cheryl who spoke so frankly, "I say we are all due for a little trouble making, aren't we? We haven't had a hot plate of drama in this school in awhile."

She holds up an empty beer bottle, shaking it with her fingers, nails painted a bright, cherry red. People start to cheer while you and others scoff and roll your eyes. Spin the bottle was a school designated for middle school children, in hopes to score a first kiss. It was a stupid way to get drama.

Walking over to the couch with Veronica and Kevin at your sides, you sit down, "Spin the bottle is such a cliche, Blossom." Cheryl lifts an eyebrow, as if to tempt you a little more. You haven't had a hook up, or a kiss, in a few months after getting out of a previous relationship. The thought of kissing someone other than an ex made you slightly excited. "I'm in," you smile as Veronica looks at you shocked. This was not a you move.

"Living on the edge tonight, Y/N! Spin the bottle, woo!" Kevin mocks you as you punch his arm before taking a seat in the circle. Veronica laughs, cuddling up to Archie as they spectate what drama is about to happen.

Whenever someone decided to play spin the bottle, it always ended up in the same two people literally kissing everyone in the circle and miraculously, someone doesn't get picked once during the night. But you had a gut feeling that tonight was going to be different. "Wonderful!" Cheryl claps her hands. "Whose gonna start?"

The game proceeds and it turns more into a seven minutes in heaven than a spin the bottle. Intoxicated boys and girls end up going to the closet to hook up, someone having to knock on the door to tell them their time was up. As the bottle approached you, your anxiety heightened. You hadn't been chosen yet to kiss anyone, but you would be choosing someone to kiss you.

As Reggie Mantle emerges from the closet with another girl who giggles like a school girl, he has a straight face. The girl was completely intoxicated and you can tell Reggie was not nearly as intoxicated as the girl. They probably didn't even kiss, they were in there for a mere thirty seconds before coming out. He probably didn't want to take advantage of her or hook up with someone who immediately vomited into a garbage pail after exiting the closet. "Y/N, you're up," Josie wiggles her eyebrows as you roll your eyes. She hands you the bottle as you place it in the center of the circle. "Spin wisely!"

You exhale a little nervously before giving the bottle a good spin. The circle watches the bottle as it spins around and around, Kevin making a few snarky comments here and there, earning a slap on the knee from Veronica and a Leave her alone! She's nervous! from Betty. Slowly, the bottle starts to stop, making its rounds slower and slower as you bite your lip anxiously. Finally, it stops and you look up to who it points to.

Reggie Mantle.

"Reg, back to back!" Moose hollers as Reggie looks at you with a smirk on his face. His eyes basically stare into you as your heart rate increases.

Maybe this wasn't a good idea.

Cheryl chimes in, "Well, you know the drill." Slowly, you get up from the floor, handing Veronica your cup as Reggie does the same. The two of you walk to the closet and you can feel everyone's eyes burning into your back.

Reggie places a hand on the small of your back as you softly gasp at the contact. He opens the door as he whispers, "After you," in your ear. The two of you enter the closet, dimly lit by one light bulb. You stand in the closet, fixing your top as Reggie closes the door and looks at you, biting his lip. "So,"

You inhale, "So." There is a pause in between you two, the both of you unsure of what the other wants. You both wanted to do this or else you wouldn't have volunteered to play the game. "Do you...did you...wanna-"

He laughs, taking a step towards you, "Why are you so nervous?" Your heart beats faster as he comes closer to you. "It's just a kiss," he brushes a strand of your hair away from your face.

"I know," you tell him. "But it's a kiss that I wasn't planning on having with you."

You think back to sophomore year when you had probably the biggest crush on Reggie. You knew it wasn't going to happen; he was captain of the football team and he had so many other options. But there was always a little piece of you that clung onto the idea of him just because he would go out of his way to talk to you. But he made it very clear that you two were just friends when he started hooking up with Josie. Reggie smirks at you, slithering a hand around your waist, "But it's a kiss I was planning to have." Biting your lip softly, Reggie licks his lips. "One kiss can't hurt."

Gulping, you forget about everything and connect your lips with his, desperate to kiss him now. When your lips connect, he is a little shocked at how forward you were, but he adapts, kissing you back, pulling you into him by your waist. You wrap your arms around his neck, kissing him back harder. The kiss itself is demanding and harsh, but you pull away before he can start anything else. When you pull away, you keep your eyes closed as he laughs, "See? That wasn't awful."

Looking back at him, you see he is biting his lip hard. He wants to kiss you again, you can feel it. His eyes are staring at you lips as you smile, knowing that you have this effect on him. "Another can't hurt," you whisper before pressing your lips back to his. This time, more lustful, more full of want and need. Reggie's hands slide down your back to your butt to hoist you onto his waist, you wrapping your legs around him. He pushes you against the wall, kissing you heavily, his tongue massaging yours. His lips are hot against your cold skin as you moan out, him kissing down your neck. "Shit, Reg," you whisper out as he sucks on the delicate skin where your jawline and neck meet. He was going to mark you tonight so everyone would know you were his.

You pull at the hair at the nape of his neck as he continues to kiss you, heavy open mouthed kiss exchanged. The feel of his lips on yours and the sounds of your moans bombard your senses as your head reels. This is actually happening. "You're so hot," he tells you, grinding his hips against your as you bite your lip hard to suppress a moan. "I've wanted you for such a long time."

Now, you take the time to kiss his neck, alternating between kissing and biting the skin at his neck. If he was going to leave a mark on you, you were most definitely leaving a mark on him. And he loved knowing that.

But before you can finish what you started, a knock sounds at the door. "Time's up, love birds!" a voice that sounds all too familiar to Cheryl's sounds.

Reggie groans, putting you down, "Great." You laugh lightly, pecking his cheek. You try to open the door, but Reggie stops you. "So, that's it for us?" he asks, raising a brow.

A small smile comes across your face, "You tell me, Mantle." Reggie then smiles, dipping his head down once more to kiss you again. This time much sweeter than the others you have shared in this closet. "Come on," you laugh, grabbing his hand dragging him outside.

Everyone from the party stares at you both as you emerge from the closet, smirks on both of your faces, hickeys on your neck. Kevin and Veronica's eyes widen as Kevin laughs, "Damn. Didn't know you had that in you, Y/N."