Veronica Lodge awoke in Thistle House, to the sounds of light sobs, coming from down the hallway. Her and the fellow Vixens were all having a sleepover at Cheryl Blossom's house, prepping for the homecoming game tomorrow night. Veronica was honestly surprised she made the team and was, considering the stunt she pulled with her new gal pal, Betty Cooper. She rose, groggily and headed down the Victorian staircase and when she reached the bottom, she knew the cries of pain were unmistakably coming from, Cheryl. Ronnie sauntered over into the foyer with sleepy eyes in her purple nighty to find the red headed Vixen, blubbering in front of a roaring fire.
Veronica rubbed her umber eyes, "Cheryl, what's going on?" Cheryl tuned her way, with mascara running down the porcelain skin of her cheeks.
"Just leave me alone, Veronica. I'd rather hang myself in a maple tree outback than except help from a Lodge. Might as well follow in daddykins footsteps."
"Cher- "Ronnie began but, Cheryl quickly interrupted.
"I said BEGONE you mobster wannabe" Cheryl attempted to appear unaffected with an ineffective outcome.
"Nice, Cheryl, real nice. Now instead of all that, how about we talk about the real issue here?" Veronica had heard her fair share of insults in her day and Cheryl may intimidate the average human, but Veronica Lodge was anything but.
Cheryl tried to calm herself as Ronnie joined her on the antique, velvet rug placed in front of the fireplace. She knew she needed a friend and Veronica was offering so she decided to accept.
"It's…my mother again. I swear since Jason died, she's made it her lot in life to kill me too. She found me, in bed with someone and completely lost it on us."
"Parents don't typically take kindly to their daughter's bringing boys into the house. You didn't deserve that, though. I know how your mom speaks to you."
"If only that had been the case." Cheryl's head dropped and she continued to sob with her hands covering her eyes.
"Well, what was it then?" Ronnie couldn't pick up on Cheryl being so vague, usually she was a pro at seeing though people, Cheryl was a completely different story though. She has so much going on beneath the surface and Veronica could tell the moment they met she was burring a lot of trauma and grief.
"Do I really need to spell it out? It was a girl Veronica, she caught me with a girl. I like girls and always have, and she torments me for it every chance she gets."
Veronica couldn't hide the surprised look from her face and of course this made, Cheryl feel like Ronnie was judging her.
"Forget it. Like you would understand anything I go through." And she started to storm away, looking absolutely stunning in a satin blood-red pajama set that revealed just the right amount of skin. Veronica was just in awh of her and wanted her to stay so, before she could get too far away, she took her by the hand.
"Wait, I do Cheryl, I do understand. I… I like girls too. I just realized last year."
"Don't speak your lies to me. Let me go!"
Veronica didn't know how else to prove her point and honestly, she's had a crush on the red headed Vixen since she first laid eyed on the ginger goddess. So, she pulled her close before she could object, wrapped her fingers in her long hair, looked her in the eyes, and planted a light peck upon her plump lips.
Cheryl leaned into their kiss, and they stood there for a while just exploring and getting to know each other's bodies and mouths. They finally parted but not because they wanted to, but to come up for air and both girls were beaming ear to ear when they did.
"Do you believe me now?" Veronica teased.
"She does speak the truth, my apologies Ms. Lodge." Cheryl replied with a shy smile. Cheryl appeared dominant but when it came to girl, she cared for she was a total sub.
Ronnie pulled her back in, and they buckled to their knees, deepening their kiss while Ronnie gently pushed Cheryl onto her back. Her hands were roaming all over the porcelain beauty's body, feeling every inch of skin that wasn't covered.
"Is this, okay?" whispered the raven-haired seductress.
"More than okay, please do continue." Cheryl breathed back.
And she did. Veronica pulled up her top and revealed her pale-pink nipples on a pair of perfectly shaped tits. She placed one in her mouth while simultaneously pinching down on the other.
"Mmmm" Cheryl moaned, and Veronica smirked knowing know that she was stimulated through nipple play.
"I am going to devore you, Cheryl Blossom. After tonight, you'll never feel this type of guilt or shame ever again. I'm going to make you cum all of it right out of you."
Cheryl leaned up and embedded her mouth with the brunette atop of her. They made out for a good five minutes before Veronica forced her back to the ground, planting kisses from her jawline to collarbone. When she has completed that territory, she peppered kisses from her breasts to her belly button. She then looked up, begging to be given permission, and when she was met with a nod and bit of the lip from, Cheryl, Veronica spread her legs wipe and sank right into her heavenly, wanting slit.
"Ohhh… Yessss, ohh."
Veronica took Cheryl's moan as a sign to continue, and she began shaking her head rapidly across her pulsing clit.
"Mmmm, you taste…so…good." Ronnie breathed through flicking her tongue.
"Uhhh, fuck…yess…yess."
Ronnie was excellent at giving head so she knew it wouldn't take long before, Cheryl came and she wanted to feel her insides, so she curved and inserted her two fingers and about melted when she felt the inside walls of, The Cheryl Blossom. She was so wet and tight Ronnie herself was getting wet just from the contact.
"Come for me, Cheryl. I want to see you squirt." And she picked up the pace finger fucking and sucking her clit at the same time.
"Uh, uh, uh. Yeah, right there, yeah… yeah! Ohhhh! Fuuuuck meeee Ronnniiieeee."
And just when she came, Betty Cooper walked in.
"So, this is what all the commotion is about."