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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐏𝐄𝐏!
( 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚗 )
━━━MINE FOR THE NIGHT.
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THE NOISES OF THE CAFETERIA HAD SLOWLY BEGAN TO DISPERSE AT THE SIGHT BEFORE THE PRINCESS OF RIVERDALE HIGH WHO HAD MORE SECRETS THAN THE STARS IN THE SKY.
Chuck Clayton had entered the cafeteria, lips drawn into a wide grin as he doubled over laughing at the joke being told to him by the brunet beside him.
Xavier Blossom, the enigma of Riverdale had his arm lazily slung over Chuck's shoulders. The two looked to be as thick as thieves━━ the two best friends were both laughing hysterically from their banter being shared. It was a mortifying sight to Betty Cooper who was frozen in place and openly staring at them.
As if to feel her penetrating stare, Chuck had straightened in posture, his eyes slowly finding hers from across the room.
His smile became less genuine and more mischievous as if to be plotting his revenge against her. And maybe he was━━ she couldn't tell, but the betrayal in seeing Xavier by his side. . .
Xavier glanced over at where she sat alongside Veronica, Kevin and Archie. He made eye contact with both girls, lips stretching into a troublesome grin that reeled them in like a moth to a flame.
He winked at them playfully, his stare lingering on Betty's. Their sinful night replayed in his head like a broken record. He gave her a once over and smirked, before he tore his eyes away from her.
The two bad boys of Riverdale High went to sit with Ethel surprising the gang. It wasn't until Betty made her way over that their conversation was cut short.
"Get away from her Chuck."
Betty ordered, her eyes wild. Xavier smirked from his position next to Chuck and chewed on his gum silently. He looked up at Betty, eyes shinning with amusement, but she ignored him. Chuck, unphased, gave her a weird look.
"Easy. Look, I only came here to apologize," Xavier nodded in agreement. "He's right, Princess. Ease up, Chuck here's on his best behavior, scout's honor."
Slapping Chuck's back for emphasis, the football player grunted in agreement. Betty's eyes cut to Xavier's, untrusting. He frowned at the realization. "He's right. So you don't have to go Dark Betty on me."
"'Dark Betty'?" Xavier questioned, jerking his head back in confusion. "The hell is that supposed to mean?"
"Why don't you ask your little girlfriend here, Xavier?" Chuck teased, narrowing his eyes at Betty. His smile was anything, but sweet. "I'm sure she wouldn't mind showing you. Careful though, she might start calling herself Polly."
"What?" Xavier growled, no longer in a playful mood. Betty slammed her hands on the table, clearly upset. "I'm not going!"
A few people at nearby tables grew silent, their questioning stares falling on the petite blonde. Xavier shot those who dared to look in their general direction a nasty glare that had lingering stares diminishing.
The Blossom's brows knitted together in confusion and slight concern at the sight of Betty who was evidently distraught.
"I'm not going dark anything," her sharp gaze fell to Ethel, who, much like Xavier, was watching the scene unfolded silently. "Ethel, is Chuck bothering you?"
"You can relax, Betty. It's fine." Chuck wore an arrogant smile. He turned his attention to Betty once more, taunting her. "Yeah, Betty. We're fine. The real question is, are you?"
"Alright, knock it off," Xavier growled, having had enough. Chuck's smile was wiped off his face. The Blossom boy's eyes shifted to Betty, their gaze hard. "Betty, let's go. Now."
Xavier ordered. He stood up and brushed past her, not waiting for her to follow. Betty's tongue ran over her teeth in aggravation. She nodded, and followed after Xavier silently who was already out of the cafeteria.
Xavier waited outside the doors with a cigarette hanging lazily between his index and middle finger. At the sight of the agitated blonde, he gently grabbed her by the arm and led her to the music room that was empty.
He locked the door and leaned against it, arms folded across his chest. Betty stood in the center of the room, eyes downcast, fists clenched. The silence was deafening, something Xavier despised as it left him to his thoughts that poisoned his already damned mind.
"So, you gonna tell me what the hell that little show was out there?" Xavier clenched his jaw in frustration. He looked at the cigarette in his hand absentmindedly and shoved it in his trouser pocket. "Betty. Speak."
"What the hell were you doing with Chuck? Chuck of all people, Xavier! I thought you were on our side." Betty yelled. "He's the bad guy! Or have you forgotten that?"
She marched up to him, her sky blue eyes set ablaze. The heat of them was enough to scorch him the closer she got. It was a good thing he didn't mind being burned. He raised a brow at her almost mockingly, his tone suggesting his boredom.
"Are you finished?"
"Yeah, I guess I am." Her chest rose and fell with her heavy breathing, something in which mirrored last night's events. "Betty, you and I both know I'm nothing, but a good guy. However, I meant what I said in helping you and Ronnie out. To which I did."
"At the end of the day Chuck is still an acquaintance of mine. So before you talk about who's good or bad, I suggest you think about where you fall in line." Xavier peeled himself off of the door and took predatory steps towards the blonde. She gulped thickly, but raised her head in defiance. "After all, it looks like you got some bad in you too, Princess."
Betty opened her mouth to respond, but the words got lost in trtranslation. They hung at the tip of her tongue, too shy to be said. Xavier smirked, and tilted his head to look at her. He was studying her carefully something that made her shift in her spot.
"My, my, my, Betty Cooper. Aren't you just full of secrets and surprises?" he whispered, voice seductive. He reached out to her and and stroked her cheek, his hand landing just below her chin. Forcing her to meet his eyes she so desperately tried to avoid.
"Are you okay?"
The question took her by surprise. She frowned at the thoughts of where she assumed things to be going, her cheeks coloring themselves pink. Xavier laughed lightly as if to have read her thoughts.
"I didn't take you for the type to want to fuck during school, miss Cooper. Though, if it's what you'd like we can make your fantasies a reality."
"I'm okay, I━━"
Betty took a deep breath, her words stumbling against themselves as her heart slammed itself against the confinement of her ribs. How could he do so much without having to doing anything at all to rise a reaction out of her?
"I'm with Jughead, Xavier."
"Yet it was you moaning my name last night begging for more," he leaned in, his lips grazing her earlobe. She shivered at their close proximity.
She hadn't meant to lose her virginity to Xavier Blossom. Rather, she always thought it would be her and Jug, yet here she was, cheating on him with Xavier. She knew it was wrong and that she had to tell him, but she didn't know how without losing him.
"Xavier. . ." She warned, voice nearly breathless. He smirked wanting to do more, but he backed away to meet her eyes that were conflicted. "Last night shouldn't have happened. It was a mistake."
"Are you saying that because you're with Jughead or because you honestly believe that?" Betty nibbled on her bottom lip. "I'm with Jughead, Xavier. It was wrong of me to do what I did. I need to tell him and whatever this is needs to stop."
"But does it though, Betty? You and I both know if you tell him, he's going to leave," Xavier pouted mockingly. He clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth. "C'mon Betty, you're better off keeping what happened between us one of your many little secrets. He doesn't have to know just like everyone else."
"What are you saying?" Betty questioned, eyebrows coming together. Xavier was smiling widely now, the devilish gleam in his eyes startling Betty, yet calling out to her own inner darkness. . . "I think you know exactly what I'm saying, Princess."
"I'm with Jug, Xavier." She whispered softly. He nodded in understanding. "I never said you weren't. You can still be with him, Betty. This'll be our little secret. And, if you ever want to have a repeat or two of last night and more, you're more than welcome to call me."
Winking at her, he took out the cigarette and lighter from his pocket. She watched him in his element━━ the drug hung between his plump lips, the end burning as the flame licked at it greedily. A ring of smoke was emitted from his parted lips as his slender fingers held onto the cigarette.
"I mean it, Betty," he smiled, as he unlocked the door to take his leave, "Call me."
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A STRING OF BREATHLESS MOANS FILLED THE CHERRY RED JAGUAR WHOSE GLASS WINDOWS WERE CLOUDED OVER IN THEIR LUST.
A hand slammed against the glass, imprinting her mark against it.
The Blossom, whose hickory dyed curls clung to his forehead, groaned just as the raven haired girl before him shuttered in his hold.
He tilted his head back, muttering profanities under his breath as the euphoric feeling took over his entire body. Her legs were trembling, her body giving out on her against her better judgment. She rested her head against his bare chest, trying to catch her choppy breath.
The party was in full swing after him and his sister had crashed it along with their crowd. The music was blasting, the alcohol never seeming to end, and the wild atmosphere was enough to amplify Xavier's hunger for some fun.
He didn't care for the party itself, rather, Cheryl had convinced him to come for not only her sake, but at the promise of Veronica Lodge being in attendance.
True to her word, Veronica was in fact at the party and was standing with Kevin and some raven haired guy who Xavier couldn't be bothered to memorize his name.
She was nursing a red solo cup in her hand watching his sister from a distance who gave her a cunning look while dancing with one of the football guys. She looked miserable and Xavier took it as his cue to whisk her away.
Upon arriving, Kevin and his boy toy excused themselves leaving the two alone to indulge in their flirty banter and teasing nature. It wasn't long before the two found themselves slipping away from the crowd of drunken teenagers and into his car where they had their own fun for the night.
"Fuck, babygirl," he smiled, his hands cupping her bare ass. She giggled, brushing aside her raven tresses from her face. She looked up at the Blossom boy, eyes glazed over from the high. "That was really good, Red."
"Better than that shitty party," Xavier mumbled, earning another giggle from the Lodge. She sighed heavily through her nose. "Speaking of, you and your sister really know how to crash one you're not invited to."
"Personally I could give a fuck less about some stupid party." Xavier answered with a shrug. He was tracing invisible circles along her bare skin. Veronica frowned. "Then why did you come?"
"Isn't it obvious?" He smiled, his lips pressing against hers briefly. He drew back slowly, his eyes practically glowing. "For you, Ronnie."
Veronica sighed, confusing him.
"What even are we, Xavier?" Veronica quizzed, her perfect brows coming together. She was frowning now, her hands going behind his head to play with his hair. He tilted his head to the side. "What do you want us to be, Veronica?"
"I don't take you for the relationship kind of guy," Xavier pursed his lips, "Then what kind of guy do you take me for?"
"The kind that only does meaningless hookups for the hell of it," he didn't miss the disappointment in her tone. He squeezed her waist gently. "Hooking up with you is never meaningless, Veronica."
He sighed, feigning hurt. It caught her off guard. Had she actually hurt his feelings?
"It's obvious you want to be with Archie than you do me. It's why we continue to hookup. So why the disappointment?" Veronica bit her lip, unknown to the trap he had laid out for her. The trap that she so foolishly fell into. "Maybe it's because I know you'll never be mine."
"How would you know if you've never asked, hmm?" Veronica felt her heart skip a beat. Xavier Blossom wanted her to be his? "You want to be mine?"
"It's why I'm here, Veronica. You're mine for tonight and," he kissed the sweet spot on her neck, his teeth promising to leave his mark of possession. She hissed in pain that brought her pleasure, her back arching. He pulled back, smiling. "If you want, you can be mine after this too. Ditch Andrews, babygirl and let me show you how much fun we could have."
"Of course, Xavierkins,"
She smashed her lips against his passionately and hungrily. Their tongues erotically dancing with one another.
She pulled at his hair just as he firmly gripped her ass. Veronica pulled back slowly, her lust taking over.
"I want to be yours, Xavier. More than anything. So what's it going to be, Red? Will you be mine?"
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