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Best Friends? {Reggie Mantle}

*Riverdale*

"Ew! Dude, why would you say that?" I exclaimed.

"Why not?" Reggie answered with a shrug of his shoulders.

"Why does your nasty ass have to be so damn horny all the time?"

"Because I'm a male?" he questioned.

I gently slapped his chest.

"Dude, that's sexist."

"But it's the truth," he said.

"It may be," I began. "but that doesn't mean that it's right."

I then cleared my throat and started talking again, like I was giving an important PSA.

"You see, we must do better as a people. We must stop having horny thoughts and blaming them on the male gender. For they have feelings too," then I turned to Reggie. "Stay woke, my brother."

He then burst into laughter and I laughed along with him.

"You need help," he told me.

"Yeah, but at the end of the day, so do you," I shrugged, throwing some popcorn in my mouth.

Reggie stole some of popcorn and I playfully glared at him.

"You have exactly three seconds to apologize," I said.

Reggie just looked me right in my eyes, reached over and ate some more of my popcorn.

"Now you done it," I said as I jumped on him.

We both fell off the couch and started rolling around playfully. He ended up on top of me, breathing heavily.

"Might as well give up now, Y/N. There's no way you can beat me now," he said cockily.

I smirked back at him, wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled his face closer to mine.

"You sure about that?" I whispered in his ear.

He closed his eyes and groaned. While he was distracted I flipped him over so that I was on top.

"You were saying?" I asked.

I expected a comeback or a snarky comment but instead all I got was a lust-filled look.

Reggie gripped my hips tightly and ground them against his. I quietly moaned when I felt his bulge against me. He then wrapped his hand around my neck and gently squeezed it.

"Upstairs. Now," he commanded.

Not wanting to argue with him, I did as told.

The moment I reached my room Reggie locked the door behind me and pushed me onto my bed. He crawled on top of me and started playing with the waistband of my tights.

"I don't think you need these anymore. How about you?" he asked me calmly.

I simply nodded and he smirked at me.

"Perfect."

TIME SKIP

All that could be heard in the otherwise silent room was mine and Reggie's laboured breaths.

"Wow," Reggie spoke up. "That was... wow."

"Yep," I agreed, not knowing what else to say.

"You okay?" he asked me.

".... yep," I lied.

"Y/N, I know you're lying."

I turned onto my side so that I could face him and he did the same.

"Fine, I'm not okay. Not because of the sex because that was bomb AF but..." I paused. "Dude, you're with Veronica and you're my strictly platonic best friend."

"I wasn't three minutes ago," Reggie joked.

"Reggie, I'm serious."

He groaned and rolled onto his back. He rubbed his face in frustration.

"Why do you have to make things so complicated Y/N?"

"Because they are," I answered.

"It's not like this is the first time we've done this," he told me. "We agreed to have sex with no strings attached."

"And I'm fine with that but, it feels so wrong. Veronica's my friend and your girlfriend," I said with a sigh.

Reggie took me into his arms and stared at me.

"Okay, fine. If you can look me in my eyes and tell me that we should stop this whole 'Friends With Benefits' thing we have going, then we can stop," he told calmly.

"You know I can't do that."

"Well then, case closed," he smiled, pulling me into his chest.

I remained still.

"Come on, Y/N. Cuddle me back," he whined.

I rolled my eyes and wrapped my arms around his waist. He kissed the top of my head.

"Goodnight Y/N," he said.

" 'Night Reg."