Veronica's POV

I'm happy, like, honestly happy. Betty and I are together, out and proud. My parents were really accepting, daddy even hired movers to get all of Betty's stuff from Alice's place, she lives here now. It's crazy to wake up from a dream, only to live it.

"Good morning baby." Veronica's eyes flutter open as she stretches, "Hi," She responds. Betty already brushed her teeth but follows Veronica into the bathroom as she brushes hers. "You're so cute." The blond says, sitting on the toilet cover. "How?" Veronica asks, toothbrush still in her mouth. "You just make me happy." Veronica finishes up and stands with one leg on each side of The toilet, almost straddling Betty. She places her hands around the taller girl's shoulders, Betty sets her hands on the hips in front of her. She then lifts the shirt up, pulls her girl closer, and kisses the newly exposed skin. The feeling gives Veronica goosebumps. "C'mon," Veronica grabs Betty's hand. "What are we doing?" Veronica locks the bedroom door and Betty smiles, gets on the bed, and removes her shirt. "Elizabeth Cooper, aren't you just a vixen?" "Veronica Lodge, you are the one that locked the door." Veronica gets on the bed and straddles Betty's lap. Betty sits up straight and kisses V's collarbone. ""Betts?" "Hmm?" Betty hums in acknowledgement, determined to leave a mark. "I like you a lot." Betty separates herself. "Well I'd hope so, we've been together for a few months now." She smiles at the girl on top of her, wraps her arms around her waist, and traces undefined shapes on her back. "I think I love you, is what I mean." Betty looks surprised. "V, I love you. You make me happy, you literally saved me from my crazy mother. You make me feel at home, you are home." Veronica leans forward so as to push Betty onto her back. Once she has her girl laying down, she kisses her, long, slow, and passionately. Betty puts her hands on Veronica's thighs, enjoying that she had chosen to wear shorts. She slips her hands underneath the fabric to grab at her ass. "What's gotten in to you? You're being bad today." Veronica asks, smiling. "I just wanna be against you. Not just to have sex, but to be with you." Veronica sits up and takes off her shirt. Before she can reach behind herself to remove her bra, Betty quickly does it while simultaneously flipping them over. "I want to treat you today." Betty says, sending shivers down Veronica's spine. Betty intertwines her fingers with Veronica's, stroking the back of the raven haired girl's hand with her thumb. The Latina looks up at Betty and smiles, feeling complete. Betty suddenly pins Veronica's hands to the bed. "Remember when you kissed me in the gym?" She asks. "Well obviously, getting on the team was my excuse. I just really wanted to kiss you," Veronica said with a smirk. "You made me want you. And then, when you came to my rescue, I was reminded of how bad I wanted you. When you kissed me downstairs, I felt awakened. I've never hated a microwave so much." Veronica chuckled a bit. Betty remembered that she wanted to please her girl more than ever. She leaned forward, ghosting her lips over Veronica's. Veronica tried to lean forward but the taller girl had other plans. She pulls back, earning her a whine from the city girl beneath her. She decides to attack the girl's neck, sucking and biting.

Betty's POV

I'm in love with her. I know I am. I wanna make her feel good, I'm just going to take my time with her. Show her that today, it's about her. It's actually 5 months since she kissed me in the gym. I see that as a reason to celebrate.

Betty kisses her way down to a nipple. She loves the feeling of Veronica's hardening nipple in her mouth. It makes her feel accomplished, it's proof that she really is good at pleasing her girlfriend. Once she is sure that there is a mark that'll be there for at least a week, she moves down. She kisses Veronica's hips. She has amazing hips, they need to be kissed. Betty kisses the skin right above the middle of Veronica's waistline of her shorts cheekily. She uses her nails to trace circles at her sides. "Please baby, I need it." Veronica isn't up for teasing. "Need what V? I will give you what you want. I just need to hear you." Betty breathes into Veronica's skin. "I n-need your mouth on my clit, your fin-fingers inside me." She finds it hard to speak, seeing as Betty is licking around Veronica's stomach, hitting all the spots she knows to be sensitive. Betty peels off the shorter girl's shorts and underwear at an agonisingly slow pace. She kisses her way back up to the girl's center. "Fuck." She hears from above her. "Baby girl, I haven't even touched you yet, god you are wet already." Before she can even respond, Veronica moans at the feeling of Betty's extremely talented mouth coming to contact with her extremely ready clit. Betty sucks the nub into her mouth, then releases it. She licks circles around it, and sticks a finger into her entrance. Veronica struggles to fight back a moan and grinds herself down onto Betty's finger. Betty allows her finger to disappear into the Latina, watching it disappear before pulling it out to the first knuckle, curling, then pushing it back in. Veronica grabs the back of Betty's head with one hand, and reaches for her free hand with the other. Betty notices her hunt and reaches up to meet the searching hand, tangling their fingers together. She adds another finger and Veronica mumbles incoherent curse words, possibly in Spanish. "Cum for me Ronnie," then she feels Veronica begin to shake, so she removes her fingers and replaces them with her tongue. "Yes Betty, baby, fuuck." Veronica tumbles over the edge and begins falling into oblivion. Betty considers her job done, seeing as Veronica is trembling. She kisses her way up to her lover's mouth and allows her to sloppily taste herself. Betty lays down next to Veronica and begins drawing lines on her stomach, using her nails slightly. She knows this to be a way of bringing Veronica back to reality. "Why do you take care of me so well?" Veronica asks, lazily rolling to face the cause of her dazed state. "Because you do the same, without me having to ask, without complaint." Veronica smiles, then her eyes get wide and her smile grows. "Do you know what today is?" She asks, like a little kid going to Disneyland. "Saturday?" Betty questions, an eyebrow arched. "It's the five month anniversary of our first kiss, well, the day I kissed you." "Hey, I kissed back." Betty protested. Veronica leaned in to kiss Betty. They were kissing for a few minutes before they heard the front door open. Veronica got up and unlocked the bedroom door, seeing as there was no reason to keep it locked, she gathered her clothes and put them back on. When she turned back to Betty, she was on the bed, face down. Veronica pounced on the girl, laying flat on top of her. She moves Betty's hair off of the back of her neck and places kisses all over. "You spoil me." Betty mumbles. Veronica just hums. She then pushes herself more onto Betty, grinding into her ass. "V, don't stop." Veronica has no plan to stop... Until there's a knock on the door. She removes herself and Betty walks to the bathroom, grabbing her shirt on the way. "Come in," Veronica says. It's her father. "Hey Mija, where's Betty?" He asks. Just then the toilet flushes and the water runs, indicating Betty is washing her hands. Veronica simply points to the bathroom, Hiram nods in understanding. Betty walks out and smiles at him. "Is everything ok daddy?" Veronica asks. "Yes," Hiram states as he returns the smile, "I just wanted to let you girls know that your mother and I will be going back to New York and won't be coming back until Tuesday morning. Would you have any interest in going?" "We'll think about it," Veronica says. "Well just let me know when you decide, there is no pressure either way, it's just for fun, but we both understand if you two would rather stay here alone." And with that, he leaves them, shutting the door behind him. They turn to face each other. "Do you want to go?" Veronica speaks first. "It would be nice to meet some of Veronica Lodge's best childhood friends, but I don't know." "Would you rather maybe go to the Lodge Lodge?" Betty smirks at the question. "Isn't that nearly in the middle of nowhere?" She asks. "Yes, you little traviesa." Betty likes when Veronica speaks spanish to her, and Veronica is very much aware. "Your parents won't mind?" Betty asks. "No baby, they know we need some alone time, and there is the perfect place to get it."