Between Our Sheets | Falice

5/ Sexual Healing

She's been trying to get him out of her head since they slept together but it just doesn't work. She's tried everything, reading, listening to music, cooking, hanging out with her daughter, but nothing works. Everything always comes back to FP, and she can't ignore how her heart rate picks up when she thinks about her night with him.

Betty's already left for school with Archie Andrews, leaving Alice alone with her thoughts. She washes up the dishes and then sits down on the couch, grabbing the book she's been reading from the coffee table. She tries to focus on the words she's reading but all she can think about is FP and the night they shared together, more importantly, how damn good it was.

How his lips felt against hers.

How his mouth felt as it traveled all over her body.

How his stubble scratched against her in the most delightful way, and the fact that she can still see a hint of a scratch from it on her thighs.

How he felt inside her, snapping his hips against hers and making her fall apart in record time.

The scent of his cologne that stuck to his skin, even after all of his clothes were gone.

How he held her so close afterward.

Before she knows it her skin is hot and flushed, and she realizes she hasn't taken in a single word of what she had been reading, her mind preoccupied with other things.

She could go upstairs and take care of it herself but it seems her body has other plans as she grabs her keys from her purse and walks out the door.

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She drives to Sunnyside trailer park, silently praying he'll be home and this won't be some big humiliating waste of time.

She climbs up the stairs to his trailer and knocks on the door, waiting as patiently as possible as the need for him only grows stronger.

When he finally opens the door his mouth drops open, shocked to see her there, which, she supposes is understandable considering they haven't talked since they slept together. "Alice?" He questions, confused as to why she's on his doorstep at nine in the morning. "What are you doing here?" She can hear the happiness in his voice and can see the hint of a smile on his lips, even as he tries to hide it.

"Can I come in?" She asks, biting her lip softly.

"Please." He answers, stepping aside to let her in. He watches as she walks into his trailer, not even trying to hide the fact that he's blatantly staring at her ass and the sway of her hips as she walks past him.

"Like what you see?" She questions when she catches him staring.

"Of course, liked it the first time I saw it too." He answers with a smirk. "Why are you here though, Alice? Did you forget something?" He asks her, and she shakes her head no in response. "Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining. I was hoping we'd run into each other again."

"You were?" He nods. "Well then maybe you'll like what I have to say."

She steps closer to him, and he does the same, wanting nothing more than to kiss the smirk right off of her lips, but also wanting to hear what she has to say.

"I haven't been able to get you off my mind since that night. Granted, it wasn't that long ago, and if I gave it more time maybe I'd be able to move on from it but-"

"Alice?" He cuts her off.

"Yes?"

"Stop rambling and get on with it." She nods and continues.

"I think this should be a regular thing."

He raises an eyebrow at her bold statement. "You do, do you?" She nods.

"I've never felt that good." He smirks. "I don't think we can just let it be a one time thing." 

"So what exactly would it be?"

"Well, we'd just have sex whenever we want. No strings attached." She explains as if it's no big deal.

"So friends with benefits?"

"I guess you could call it that, yeah." She steps even closer to him. "This started out as just sex and that's how it'll stay."

"So we're just friends who fuck?"

"Exactly." She confirms, a smile pulling on her lips. "So what do you say?"

"I say," he grips her hips and pulls her to him, fisting his hand in the fabric of her shirt before slowly pulling it over her head. "Hell yes." She grins before kissing him, hard and needy, teeth clashing, tongues dueling.

He picks her up, and she instantly wraps her legs around his waist as he carries her off to his bedroom. "Wait," he mumbles against her lips. She pulls away fully, so he can finish whatever he has to say, clearly flustered already, he takes some pride in that. "Does this mean I get your number this time?"

She smiles devilishly at him as she cups his face in her hands. "Oh baby, you get more than just my number." He practically growls as he kisses her again, tumbling into his bedroom and kicking the door shut.