Disclaimer: I do not own Riverdale.

This story will have mature based content.

(Strong sexual content and language, if you're looking for something sweet, this isn't it.)

Chapter Four

The final buzzer for second quarter rang through the air, signaling the start of half-time. Riverdale University's team was up twelve points, never giving Greendale's team a fighting chance as they tackled down every wide receiver and tight end from the possibility of scoring a touchdown. Veronica had never gone to a football game before– or any form of sporting event, to be quite honest. Some people went to the Super Bowl, Veronica, however, went to the Met Gala. But watching Archie out on the field, so focused and strong and sexy made her start to realize that watching football was her newfound favorite pastime.

"Wow, he's amazing," Veronica was beyond impressed as she, Betty, and Kevin began getting up to throw out their trash and grab more snacks from the concession booths.

"Scouts are typically here watching him. Fingers crossed they like what they see," Kevin said, wiping his hand with the wet wipes Betty offered to everyone which she always kept handy in her purse.

"I have no doubt that he'll make it big. I mean, look at him. That ball flew anytime he threw it to-"

Veronica was cut off once she was harshly bumped into by another person. Her petite frame stumbled back, surprised by the sudden impact of her collision with another person as Kevin held onto her elbow to steady her. The stunning girl whose black, coiled hair, was tied away from her face, bouncing with each step she took and smooth, chocolate skin gave Veronica a hostile glare before giving her nothing short of a malevolent smile.

"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to bump into you, not like I'd wanna be exposed to whatever diseases you're carrying," Josie McCoy brusquely replied, her voice as smooth as honey yet as sinister as the devil.

Veronica's perfectly groomed brow arched up before her eyes narrowed. "Doesn't seem like being exposed to a disease is an issue for you, especially with the amount of times you tried spreading your legs in front of the entire team's bench like it was a daily newspaper."

"You mean me just doing my routine with my girls?" Josie let out a humorless laugh before her eyes narrowed into slits, "Wow. You truly are as messy as they say. Just the girl that started a riot on North and South territories and then acting like the little homecoming queen of her high school class. Who do you think you are, new girl? Cause I don't know you, and no one here likes you. All you are is entertainment because of how ridiculous you seem. You're like a spin-off reality show on Bravo that only lasted seven episodes."

"No, you're right. I am prime entertainment." Veronica smirked, taking a step toward Josie's thin frame as her doe eyes were hard as steel. "I'm the new girl that's gonna get rid of the animal infestation in this school. A leech like you won't ever be able to get a slimy grip on Archie Andrews, not that he'd want you anyway." Veronica's smirk widened, "Anyway... He made it very clear that he wants my mouth tonight. And, if it's any consolation and you believe I'm lying because you're truly sick in the head, I will gladly let you check my phone. You can even screenshot that and share it with your little followers. It's like charity work, except the cause is for an angry little cheerleader who thinks so highly of herself that her heads so far up her ass in the clouds, that she won't notice the guy she wants will never be interested. Especially since, as you put it, a homecoming queen like me has arrived on campus straight out of high school."

"You–"

"So, how about this," Veronica interrupted, the small crowd that had slowly began to circle around them 'ooo'ing and watching enthralled as Veronica rested a hand on Josie's uniform, smoothing down the fabric. "Back away from Archie. I've been in this town for two days and he's made it clear that he wants me as his. If you have a problem with that, sincerely fuck off and delete your Twitter because there's nothing here you can release to the town that's fresh news. Jonah, wasn't it?" Veronica looked to Josie with a cocked brow.

"Josie," the cheerleader gritted out.

Veronica gave her a sickeningly sweet smile. "You might be used to being the evil bitch of the school, the fire of Riverdale, but I'm the ice. Like I said, I'm here to get rid of the animal infestation at this campus. So, if you'll excuse me," Veronica purposely pushed her shoulder against Josie's, the way Josie had with her, "I'm going to see if a certain quarterback wants my attention. If that's an issue, you can go cry to your cheer trolls because no one here cares."

Veronica turned and left with her heels hitting the gravel as Josie yelled after her, "You're a fucking cunt!"

"You're right again, Josie. Archie loves a tight cunt," Veronica looked back and winked before heading towards the concession stand that sold hot dogs and fries. Betty and Kevin quickly followed, catching up with her as they laughed, curled into each other gripping each other's hands.

Kevin refilled his soda cup, a small laugh still escaping his lips. "Finally someone threw water on the wicked witch."

"I never say such... dirty words in public, but that girl was a nightmare. I may have embarrassed myself saying my cunts great but if it means that awful person will keep her mouth shut, then so be it."

"Cheers to that," Kevin, Betty, and Veronica all clanked their cups together before sipping their beverages of choice through the straw. With her ringtone going off, Veronica reached for her phone and answered.

"Hello?"

"You're always getting yourself in trouble, huh?" Archie's smooth voice said over the line.

Veronica couldn't help the small laugh that left her lips. "News really does travel at the speed of light here, doesn't it, Archiekins?"

"It does, but I like that you're gonna keep me on my toes, Ronnie."

She smiled as she mindlessly began walking as Betty and Kevin walked ahead of her. "So, what exactly did you hear?"

"Oh, nothing, the usual; the new girl telling Josie McCoy I fuck her good. Just everyday stuff, y'know," Archie said casually, his tone playful as she threw her head back and laughed.

"Your everyday life is quite the production, huh?"

"You're right, it is. You can't even believe how fucked I am cause there's this girl who hasn't even been in town for a week and she's already got me dreaming about things I should be doing to her right now."

Veronica hummed with a smile. "Lucky girl. So I guess I don't have a chance."

"Nope, not at all. Maybe some other time though, sorry. Josie might take you under her wing to help your bruised ego for my rejection."

Veronica giggled as she shook her head, "You're impossible, Archie."

She could tell he was smiling over the line as she sat back down in her original seat on the bleachers. "Stay behind after the game. I'll meet you at the locker room, yeah?"

"Yeah, sounds good. And Archie?"

"Hm?"

She felt herself go shy as she murmured, "You're a million times better of a player than I ever imagined. You're born for the field. You don't need any luck, because the talent is all in you. Be safe out there, Northside King." She bit her lip and ended the call before she could hear his response and brought her phone to her chest. Veronica was many things, but shyness was never part of her personality. She could feel fearless and confident dancing on a table in a bar full of bloodthirsty, head-to-toe tattooed serpents, ready to sink their venomous fangs into her jugular, but complimenting Archie? She was ripping at her chest trying to get the words out. Veronica was never sweet, sentimental, or showed any form of love to men. To Veronica, love didn't exist in the world she lived in, and she certainly knew she would never know the true feeling of love, even if she had read the definition a million times.

Not understanding the value of love was a curse the Lodge family carried and Veronica doubted she'd be the one to break the spell. But, as she once said long ago, 'being sexy, confident, bitchy, and well-dressed does not mean I lack emotional depth'.

Veronica was pulled out of her thoughts as Betty gently nudged her, "Games started, V. They just made a field goal."

"Oh, good. That's good." She licked her lips and watched the game, noticing Betty taking constant vigorous notes for tomorrow's paper while Kevin made eyes with a player at the bleachers. She cheered when others did and boo'ed along with the Riverdale supporters anytime the opposing team had the upper-hand. But as the fourth quarter rang its final buzzer, the Riverdale University Bulldogs remained undefeated with a final score of 42-17. Veronica stood from her seat clapping with a wide smile as the team players all shook hands and gave their respects while Betty hopped down from her bleacher to get in her immediate interview.

"C'mon, V," Betty prompted, tightening her always neat and immaculate high, blonde ponytail.

Veronica waved her hand nonchalant. "You go do your thing. I'm gonna go freshen up until Archie's done with all his RU A-list celebrity duties. Lunch tomorrow?"

Betty smiled knowingly and nodded, "Sure. I'll text you."

"Bye, B." Veronica kept a smile on her face until Betty's figure was engulfed in the sea of people on and off the field. People either tried talking to teammates before the players went to the locker rooms or were making a fast exit to their cars in the parking lot, making Veronica thankful she chose to stay by the bleachers. With a small sigh, Veronica's eyes glanced around the football field until the stark difference of disheveled, perfectly imperfect red hair was all she could see from the expanse of brunettes and blondes, like a moth to the flame, her attention solely on him as if in a trance as she watched him talk to Betty. Betty held a notepad and her phone both in one hand, taking notes as she simultaneously did a voice recording to get direct quotes for the article as he scratched the nape of his neck saying his routine answers on the teams organization and strong defense throughout the game.

Veronica pressed down on the home button of her phone briefly before speaking into the mic, "Siri, set a reminder for this week to learn something about football." She sighed and sat to powder her nose while Betty wrote notes listening to Archie.

"And how did you feel watching the last thirty seconds of the game while Greendale's quarterback was on the field?" Betty asked, her eyes staying on her notepad as Archie gave a brief answer.

"I believe in the Bulldogs and their teamwork so I wasn't concerned about Greendale passing the yard line. Even with our differences, I respect the Greendale team."

"And the public kiss with the raven haired young woman?"

"Betty," Archie warned.

Betty's green eyes went to his as she sighed, glancing to others around them before looking up at him again, "People will make a million speculations and sadly they need gossip in the paper. Trust me, I believe it's nobody else's business."

"Then don't write it."

"You know I have to," she said in a pleading tone.

"Well no comment."

"Arch–"

"I don't know what to make of it yet and she's new in town. Everyone should leave her alone, put that in your article."

Betty pursed her lips nodding and ending the voice recording before putting her notepad and phone away. "Are you going to the South tonight?"

"I don't have any business there, no. I'm going to take Ronnie out."

"She's a nice girl, Arch. I can tell she has a good heart."

"Yeah, me too."

Archie and Betty gave each other a friendly, one-armed hugged before he left to the locker rooms. He stripped out his sweaty, dirt covered uniform and gear before hitting the showers, the strain in his tired muscles and the adrenaline pumping quick in his veins melting away with each water droplet pelting down onto his skin. His thoughts drifted off to the picture Veronica sent him earlier as he scrubbed his body clean, his lean, built muscles tensing at the memory of the picture-perfect, raunchy text. He shut his eyes as he brought his face under the warm spray, trying to erase the image of a hot dog in Veronica's sinful mouth out his head. Before his cock could even harden so he could fistfuck the tenseness out his body, he heard a few of his teammates yelling with cheers or catcalls. Archie's full brows pulled together, tilting his head to hear more from the furor going on between his teammates before one of his teammates yelled, "New girls a wild one!"

Archie shut the water and quickly wrapped a towel over his hips as he walked back to the lockers, slicking his wet hair back moving through his teammates before his eyes fell on her... fuck.

Pulling her Riverdale University Bulldogs jersey over her head, Veronica was casually in a bra with a room full of hungry men as she changed into her own shirt, right in front of Archie Andrews' locker. Pulling down the hem to her shirt until it reached her toned obliques, Veronica brought her hands to the nape of her neck and pushed her raven waves out from inside of her top before folding her 'Andrews' jersey neatly and tucking it into her Birkin. Unfazed and quite ignorant to the men howling for her attention, she reapplied her Tom Ford rouge and blended it in by rubbing her lips together before throwing the component into her purse. Her alluring brown gaze scanned the room casually, her eyes darkening at the sight of Archie dripping wet with only a towel fast approaching her to block her from the men's view.

"Wow, Archiekins. Warn a girl to bring a glass of water with her because I'm parched." She smirked, shamelessly eying his body.

The body she'll have all to herself tonight.

Veronica raised herself up on her toes, her heels doing nothing to shorten the immense height difference between her and the star quarterback. A slow, devious smirk crossed his lips as he reached down to meet her halfway before kissing her lips passionately as the players watching hollered and yelled approvingly to Archie as she kissed back deeply with her hands coming up to the nape of his neck and tangling into his damp, ginger hair. Archie pulled away momentarily and brought his lips to her ear, rasping out, "Gimme a minute, Ronnie. I'll be destroying that tight body of yours soon."

She smirked looking up at him and murmuring softly, "Mmm, you know I've been waiting for a very, very long time for that, Baby."

"Of course you have." Archie lowered his head and kissed her deeply before reaching behind her and grabbing his duffle bag of clean, comfortable clothes for post-game time. She licked her lips and moved out the way, resting back against the wall with her arms crossed as he quickly dressed himself up, taking everything in her to not glance over to watch him.

"So, Archiekins. Where will you be taking me tonight to celebrate your victorious feat?"

"You'll see."

"Hmm, well there really isn't much you can do inside Riverdale so I'm sure I can guess the location."

He glanced to her with a light smile looping his belt into his jeans, "If you say so."

"I know so," Veronica expressed confidently, her chin tilting up defiantly as he laughed lightly throwing his duffle bag over his shoulder.

"Do you have a car?" He grabbed hold of her tiny hand, leading her out the locker rooms and to the secluded lot where his car, along with other staff, faculty, and players, had their cars parked for easier access in and out during the games.

"Nope, all yours to do however you please."

"You're tempting me to just take you straight home, Ronnie."

"Hm, I wouldn't mind that either."

He glanced down as her as he licked his lips. "Eager, aren't you?"

"You'll soon learn that I'm insatiable, Archiekins," Veronica raised herself up and licked over the shell of his ear before gracefully climbing into his car as he licked his lips.

"She's gonna fucking kill me," Archie breathed out to himself, closing her door before hopping into the driver's seat and starting the engine.

"So, Archie." Veronica shifted to her side, watching him drive through the desolate streets she was still unfamiliar to. "Tell me more about yourself. Does the school have dorms, do you live on campus?"

"No, the school isn't big enough to house dorms. And even if it did, I wouldn't bother moving. The towns so small and I have my own place already, I don't mind a five minute drive."

Her ears perked up. "You live alone? This is such a conservative little town, I'd expect you to be with your parents."

"Nah," he glanced to her as he drove, "Parents live in Chicago now after my dad sold his business here."

"Why did you stay?"

"You know why, Ronnie."

"Hm, yeah. I see now," Veronica murmured in understanding. Of course he couldn't leave, he was practically everyones ruler here. Not that she minded... she loved a man with power.

Sigh, looks like her daddy issues have to do with that.

"What about you? Would you ever willingly leave a big place like New York again."

"Well, Chicago doesn't seem so bad of a place..." Veronica teased, making him laugh lightly. She smiled and reached over and kissed his cheek softly as he drove. His laughter slowly silenced at the feel of her soft lips as she licked her lips before continuing soft kisses on his cheek, slowly gravitating down towards his sharp jawline until she reached his neck.

"You're gonna make me crash, Ronnie," he breathed out, his knuckles turning white gripping the steering wheel as he forced his eyes to stay on the road.

"Then focus on what you're doing, Archiekins, and I'll do the same." Archie's eyes went down to his lap when he felt Veronica's small hand feeling up his thigh before toying with the buckle to his belt until she tugged the thick leather apart and unzipped his jeans. He licked his lips, staying silent to see what the beauties next move was before she moved her hand inside his jeans and firmly rubbed over his hardening cock as she licked over the shell of his ear. "Mmm, Archie," she whimpered, "You're so much bigger than I imagined."

"Fucking God," he rasped. Archie's grip tightened harder on the wheel as she smirked, pulling out his thick cock before her lips parting.

His cock was as beautiful and big as she dreamed.

She could feel the drool accumulate in her mouth as she lowered her head and swirled her tongue along his tip, tasting his warm precum on her tastebuds before spitting down and stroking her accumulated spit over his heavy shaft to get his girth lubed. His abs clenched, his foot pressing down on the gas pedal without warning as he forced himself to keep his eyes up on the road.

"Mmmm," she moaned, rubbing her lips against his tip while stroking at his base, twisting and squeezing lightly, "You have such a big cock, Archie."

"Finish what you fucking started."

With one glance down at her, Archie fisted Veronica's dark waves in his large hand and pushed down on her head to make his cock slip past her lips. His jaw ticked, forcing her by her hair to bob her head as she moaned over his cock while keeping her throat relaxed for him to fuck.

He was a fucking monster when it came to getting neck, she was soaking at the thought of how he'd be fucking her body until she's numb.

Veronica complied with his dominance, allowing him to have the pace and depth he desired from her. She gagged lightly, her eyes watering feeling him keep his cock to the back of her throat as he hissed in pleasure. Her thighs rubbed together as she let him use her as his little sex toy. He glanced down with his features filled with pleasure by the talent of her mouth, his hips shifting when he knew his high was coming. Soon, she could feel his cock twitching in her mouth as she cupped his balls as her other hand kept her body steady gripping the cushion at the end of his seat.

He let out a grunt of pleasure with his head dropping to the headrest as he came, his low rasp as he moaned enough to make her moan as well as she swallowed his load, taking her sweet, sweet time as she licked over every inch of his shaft.

She sat up again breathlessly, swiping her saliva off her chin and bottom lip as she faced his body with her own.

"So, Archiekins, gonna tell me where this date is now?"

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