Archie Andrews Smut

Teach You A Lesson

Wow. It's been absolutely forever since I have written. If these are shitty, I'm sorry. If they aren't, then I hope I turned you on.

These are all going to be one shots. I hope that's okay.

A funny story--I was fucking my boyfriend literally all weekend, and throughout in my head I was thinking "This is some good inspiration for my smut."

I'm so fucking tired, but we must go on. I have 2-3 tests tomorrow that I'm just gonna yolo and hope for the best... hmm.

ANYWAYS!

• contains: language, Dom!Archie,
• kink(s): D&S
• premise: You and Archie are getting ready for a night on the town when suddenly he gets upset...

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On the weekends, the club was the only place your friend, Veronica, wanted to be.

Of course she dragged you out with her, claiming "You need to have more fun!". But you knew and understood that she needed a "goody goody" to go with her to make sure she was okay.

Archie was never really okay with you going out without him, but he knew you could defend yourself just in case. But tonight, for some reason, he decided to tag along.

You search through and glance through the outfits you had put together.

"Baaaaabe..."

He glances up to look at you. "Yes?"

"I don't know what to wear.."

"Wear sweatpants." He smiles.

You glare at him. "No babe, seriously. Help me."

He sighs, and walks over to your closet. Of course, he looked fucking sexy as always. A pair of jeans with a black button up, his hair soft and lightly gelled. He looked so handsome.

"None of these, babe... I don't want you to leave the house wearing that."

Your eyes widen.

"What the fuck do you mean?"

He rolls his eyes. "Babe all of these outfits are gonna be too tight."

"It's the club." You say, completely deadpan and immensely irritated. He's not your dad. You can wear whatever the fuck you want.

"I'm wearing this dress." You pick up the tightest one, walk to your adjacent bathroom, and close the door.

"Really? The tightest fucking one?" He says sighing. His voice raised slightly.

"Yep." You say with a smile. As you start to put it on over your lingerie (but who knows if he is getting that tonight now... gonna fucking tell you what not to wear...)

He opens the bathroom door, picks you up, and takes you to your full sized bed.

"I should spank you for that bullshit." He says.

"Are you gonna fuck me or not?" You say nonchalantly.

"You are such a brat sometimes... Take your fucking panties off."

You do as he says, purposefully moving slowly.

"Stop." He moans, "Just take them off."

As soon as the have left your legs, Archie's cock replaces them.

He continues kissing you, slowly. Making you wetter by the second. You could see him putting hickey on your breast, when you moan out.

Rubbing his cock between the folds of your pussy, he slowly enters you.

You both sigh.

"Fuck."
He rocks into you slowly and takes one breast into his mouth. Sucking on your nipple, he looks up at you. Watching you moan because of him, he gets even harder.

"Don't. Wear. That. Ever. Again." After each word he thrusts harder into you.

You feel a sting as he slaps your ass. "Huh?"

Your eyes roll back into your head as he fucks you. "Yes Arch. Yes."

"I'm the only one who can fuck you in this dress. The only one who could fuck you."

You nod your head, completely in ecstasy.

Rubbing his finger on your clit, he continues rocking into you. "Are you gonna come for me?"

"Yes arch... fuck yes please don't stop." You moan out. You could feel it sneaking up on you. You just wanted it to come and hit you already.

He bends down and whispers into your ear. "Come for me."

You feel the orgasm roll over you, making your eyes roll back into your head, your toes curl, and your back arch off the bed as he finishes as well.

"We're not going to the club."