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Merry Christmas Betty and Veronica	By : Deadman Category: M through R > Riverdale Views: 38 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Riverdale, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Christmas Vacation
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Author's Note: This is part of a longer story that I'm still in the process of writing. But this particular chapter seemed appropriate for the Winter Holiday thing. So I decided to post it. Eventually, I will post the full story including this chapter as a complete story. Enjoy! Merry Christmas.
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I just... I don't know. It seems like a bad idea.

"I don't know."

"Come on B, don't be a buzz kill. Come with us."

Why does me being careful always have to sound like I'm being a buzz kill to everyone else? I'm not a buzz kill. I can be fun.

"Yeah Betty, we've been through a lot lately and we need a little fun."

"I know, you're right, but... a rave? That doesn't sound extreme to you guys?"

I'm just not sure that this is the type of fun that I actually want to have. It seems dangerous.

"We need a little extreme, B."

"You don't think that we've had enough extreme lately?"

"Extremely bad maybe, but this is on the other side of the spectrum. It's extreme fun."

"Kevin's gonna get us in, he knows the guys throwing it."

I love Kevin, he's been my best friend forever, but he's not always good at making the right decision. He sometimes makes the fun decision rather than the right one.

"And they're good people. Nothing but fun to be had."

But he does sometimes do his homework and actually know what he's doing. Maybe this is one of those times? We won't really know until we do it. That's part of the fun of being his friend but also part of the problem.

"Come on Betty, after my dad getting shot and almost killed, Cheryl's house burning down and everything... we need a little fun."

Archie is right, we do need a little fun after everything that's happened. Maybe it really will help with everything we've been through. I do feel like I need to unwind a little, and everyone else seems to be on board with the idea. I guess at the very least I can't let them do it alone. Someone has to be there to keep them out of trouble.

"All right, fine. I'm in."

"Yay! I promise B, you won't regret this."

I really, really hope she's right.

I move to the music as it pumps through the speakers all around the room, feeling a sense of freedom and fun that I haven't felt in a long.

Veronica was right, we really did need this. Everything's been so intense for so long. So many secrets, so many lies and so much drama. I can barely remember the last time I felt this good. It must be before everything with Jason. Before everything started going wrong.

Veronica, Kevin, Archie and Jughead are all dancing around me. The music is blaring and the dance floor crowded but we're having having nothing but fun.

How could we not? Right now? None of have a care in the world. We don't have to think about Jason or Mr Andrews or FP or anything but the way we feel right now. It all just falls away and we can enjoy it. We're just far enough outside the city that none of it can touch us. We can just be us.

Five of the best friends ever.

I put my arms around Juggie and we dance together.

Even my Juggie was willing to get in on the action, and he's not exactly known for being a partier. He usually tries to hang back. But this is too much even for him. We just can't keep going like this and expect not to go crazy. We needed a release. This was a good idea.

Veronica comes up behind me and starts dancing up close. I can't help but look back and smile at the feeling of being this close. She smiles back as we dance together.

Who would've thought we'd get so close? I didn't even know her a year ago. But with everything that's happened, I can't imagine being able to get through this without her. Her friendship means so much to me, it's hard to put into words how much.

There were more than a few times that I thought we'd crossed the friendship line into something else, like the time she kissed me but it turns out that wasn't what I thought it was. If it were, she wouldn't be with Archie and I wouldn't be with Jughead. I guess with all the craziness of Jason and everything, I got my wires crossed. All the more reason why tonight is so important.

The sweat on my forehead finally finally gets too much and I wipe it off my face.

But even I have a limit. I need a drink.

I let go of my boyfriend and tilt my head towards the bar and break away to go for a drink. He quickly comes with me, joined by Veronica, Archie and Kevin.

"You guys don't have to come with me."

Kevin comes up next to me as he speaks over the music.

"We came together, we drink together."

"Yeah B, it's why we're here isn't it?"

Kevin flags down the bartender.

"What can I get you?"

"Give us a Punch Bowl Halloween surprise."

A Halloween surprise?

"What are you doing?"

"Trust me, you're going to love it. All of you."

"I'm not sure we need any more surprises."

"This is a good surprise. It's a little something that our illustrious hosts have cooked up. It's supposed to help you get in touch with your inner self."

My inner self?

Veronica says what I was thinking.

"My inner self? I'm not sure I like the sound of that."

They all get drinks handed to them by the bartender.

"Come on, it's supposed to be fun."

"A spiritual journey isn't my idea of fun."

"If you need it, that's what it gives you something else."

"And what's that?"

"That's why it's called a surprise."

I'm not sure I like that idea any better.

None of us seem really convinced.

"Trust me."

After a long moment, Archie is the first to take a drink. Shortly after, Juggie joins his best friend. Kevin is quick to follow. Veronica looks at me with uncertainty before drinking it down.

I guess everyone is on board with this? I might as well too.

I throw my head back and drink it down just like my friends did. I put the drink down and wait for whatever is coming. But it doesn't.

I thought something was going to happen.

"Kevin? Nothing's happening."

"Just give it a minute."

I don't feel any different. I thought something was supposed to be different. All I really feel is the alcohol. I think...

Suddenly, the room starts to sway and I'm not sure I am standing still anymore. I look down at my feet and it looks normal for a second before the ground starts to sway too. It makes me feel a little queasy so I pull my head up but that doesn't stop the room from getting worse.

What the heck did I take?

"What was in that stuff?"

The bartender answers.

"LSD, it's pretty fast acting with the the mix I make."

People start shifting in and out of view, like some weird dimensional shift as the lights change color.

This is... this is just weird. What the heck is going on?

I look to my friends but I can't see them properly. Some of them are blinking in and out with the crowd, but V is just swaying but I can't be sure with the way I'm feeling. Just then, something catches the corner of my eye.

What was that? It's some kind of white thing in the crowd, but I can't see it now.

Again I see something out of the corner of my eye but disappears. Then it happens again, and again.

What is that? Is it real? Or just something from whatever I took?

The white thing appears again but it doesn't disappear this time. Whatever it is has too many people blinking in and out around it to see what it is. It starts to move towards me and I can definitely make out that it's human, and not totally white, just the hair. The rest looks very familiar though, almost like I've seen it before.

It can't be. That... that's not possible.

Eventually it gets close enough and there's no more crowd between us and I can see that it's me. I'm walking towards myself.

How? How is this possible?

"I... who are you?"

She smiles at me like I'm looking in the mirror.

"I'm you silly."

"Me? How can that be?"

She reaches for my hand and pulls it up to show the drink in my hand.

"You really have to ask?"

"What? What are you doing here? What do you want?"

"I'm here to show you the truth."

"The truth? The truth about what?"

She's right in front of me, very much in my personal space.

"The truth about yourself."

Then without warning she leans in and kisses me.

What... what is she? I...

The taste of her lips on mine is weird at first, but then strangely comforting. Almost familiar. I can't help but enjoy it, kissing her back. Not long after, the kiss ends and she pulls back, only to be revealed as Veronica.

I... I don't understand.

"See the truth... be who you are."

What?
* * *
I needed to do this.

Taking a sip of the wine in my hand, I can't help but look over my friends in the car with me.

We needed to do this. Things have been so crazy lately and they've really taken their toll. The craziness of the Black Hood and trying to catch him. Archie almost being buried alive and Betty having to do it. Cheryl's problem with Nick and the fact that I brought it into her life.

I catch Archie looking at me but he quickly looks away.

Not to mention all the insanity of the up and down relationship between Archie-kins and me. I've really made a mess of things with him and it's mostly my fault. I thought I was doing the right thing by breaking it off with him. But after having a few days to think about it, now I'm not so sure. I only know for sure that we definitely needed it.

I look towards Kevin as he laughs along with Jughead.

After what happened at the Halloween rave?

My eyes can't help but find their way to Betty.

I'm not sure I had much of a choice in the matter. I had to figure out what it meant, or if it meant anything at all.

She looks my way and I quickly try to avoid eye contact.

I've been doing that a lot lately, avoiding time with Betty. Doing everything I can to try and not look her in the eyes. I have no idea what I'd see if I did and I'm not sure I know what I want to see in them. It was such a crazy night that I'm not even sure I remember what actually happened.

I guess it's my own fault for going with it though. Taking drugs tends to do that to you. It used to happen to me all the time back in my wilder days, which is part of the reason that I stopped. But I figured that it couldn't be that bad if it was in Riverdale. Not nearly as bad as in the city.

Boy was I wrong about that. I've never had something like that happen to me. The way the world was kinda bending and twisting and blinking in and out like that? It was crazy. And then what happened next? Wow...

But I've been through more than enough of these trips to know that you can't always trust what you see when you're on them. You have to wait until they wear off and hope that no one remembered anything like that. None of us have really talked about what happened though so I guess I must have been hallucinating it. I may never know for sure what was real and was imaginary. And maybe that's for the best.

I look back at Betty when I'm sure she's not looking back.

I'm not sure I want to know what really happened. It was too weird.

I glance over at Archie for a while.

And it would bring up way too many questions that I don't know that I want answered. I think I'll focus on what I know for sure and what I'm sure is actually real. Archie and I are the real thing, or at least I'm pretty sure we are. We're at least more real then anything that popped into your head during an ecstasy trip.

At least... I think it is.

"You're right V."

Wait, what?

"Sorry?"

I look to Betty at her words.

"You were right about this being a great idea."

It takes me a second to respond.

"Oh, thanks B."

"You're both right. A ski trip is exactly what we needed right now."

Kevin's not reading my mind is he?

"That's why I suggested it. What's the point of having a rich friend with a cozy little chalet in the hills if she doesn't offer it up to her best buds every once in a while?"

"You're sure that your parents are okay with us using it?"

I smile at Betty for always being the cautious one.

"Of course Betty. They gave me the keys and everything. They told us to have a good time."

"Pretty generous of them to just hand over the keys. They weren't worried about us trashing the place?"

I turn to Jughead at his ever present cynicism.

"That's what we have cleaners for. Although they did say that anything we break we have to pay for. So don't get too nuts."

"When are we even going to have time to trash the place anyway? I plan to spend every second I have on the slopes."

I smile at Kevin.

"Which is why I called my favorite hottie of a ski instructor to help us out. In case we need him to... give you a few pointers."

Kevin smiles back.

"You're a gracious host Veronica."

I fake an eye roll and sigh.

"I do my best."

Just then, the car starts to slow down.

What's going on?

I reach for the window button separating us from the driver and roll it down.

"Jenkins? What's going on?"

"I'm sorry Miss Veronica but there seems to be something in our way."

What could be in the way out here? There's nothing for miles.

"What is it Jenkins?"

"It's... it's a... a reindeer."

Archie takes the words right out of my mouth.

"A reindeer? What's a reindeer doing in the middle of the road?"

Jughead can't help but get a jab in.

"It's the middle of nowhere, that's usually where you find wild animals."

"I'm not sure it's a wild one. There's more than one and... well..."

"Well what Jenkins?"

"A sleigh."

A sleigh? What the...

As the car comes to a stop I press the button for the skylight and pop my head out to see for myself and...

"Guys, he's right. There's... there's a sleigh and... and..."

I almost can't even say it.

"And what Ronnie?"

The others get out of the car to see more clearly. Betty is the first to speak because none of them can really believe it.

"Santa?"

The big red suited guy turns to look at us from looking at the sleigh in the tree.

"Ho! Ho! Ho! Hello!"

Jughead says what I assume most of us are thinking.

"Really? You're going to play into the stereotype?"

"Forsyth Pendleton Jones the Third, you of all people should know that stereotypes exist because they're true."

"What the hell?"

"Language Mr Jones."

"How do you know my name?"

The jolly old man laughs just like all those fake ones on TV.

"How do you think?"

"That’s not possible."

"I would think you would be open to new possibilities Miss Lodge."

What does that mean? And how does he know my name?

Betty is the only one of us not to seem put off by the strange old man.

"What are you doing here Santa?"

"Thanks for asking Miss Cooper. I was on a practice run for next week and went a little low with my route. I guess this is why I do practice runs."

Kevin can't seem to wrap his head around this.

"I'm sorry, are you actually expecting us to believe that you flew in that thing?"

"Well I would offer to prove it but I would need to get it out of the tree first. Do you think a couple of you young men could get it down for me?"

Archie looks at the sleigh in the tree for a moment.

"I think it's a little too big for the three of us."

Betty offers the next most obvious solution.

"We could give you a ride to the next town where you can find some people to help you."

Sorry, what?

"I don't think it's such a good idea to be picking up hitchhikers on the side of the road B."

"He's not a hitchhiker, he's Santa. We can't leave him by the side of the road."

Jughead interjects at this point.

"He's not actually Santa, Bets."

"Then how did he know your name?"

"That's not exactly comforting to me Betty."

Betty turns to me, a pleading look on her face and I have to look away like I've been doing.

"All right, fine, we'll help... Santa."

"Thanks Ronnie."

Like I could say no.

Then I drop myself back down into the car.
* * *
There's something weird about this guy.

I watch the guy from my seat as B and the rest of my friends quiz him endlessly.

I mean, aside from the weird Santa fetish and the fact that he seems to know everything about us. We've been quizzing him for the past hour on our ride and he hasn't gotten one question wrong. I even asked a few myself and he got so many details right it would be impossible to fake it. Most of my friends seem convinced that he's the real deal, although Jughead and I have different reasons for being skeptical.

The main problem for me is the way he keeps looking at me. Like he knows something's bugging me and it's true. I do have something on my mind...

I glance over at the clearly excited Betty.

Or more accurately some one.

My focus turns back to him.

But he can't know, there's no way he could know about that. Then again, most of this guy doesn't make any sense. How could he know?

The car pulls up to the town repair shop we found on Maps and stops.

"Looks like we're here."

Most of the rest of the car moans in disappointment.

"You should be able to find someone to help you here."

"Thank you Miss Lodge. I do appreciate your generosity at this time of year. You definitely fall into the nice category this year."

I can't help but smile at the ridiculous way he's keeping up the pretence.

"Well, you're welcome."

"Would you mind coming in and speaking to the owner with me? For some reason this look makes it hard to be taken seriously."

Jughead laughs.

"I can't imagine why."

The guy gets out and turns to me again.

"Miss Lodge?"

"I suppose I wouldn't want to disappoint Santa."

I get out of the car with him, leaving my friends inside. We start heading for the entrance.

"You know, you don't have to hide you know."

Hide? Hide what?

"Sorry? What exactly am I hiding?"

"The real present you want for Christmas."

This should be interesting.

"And what's that?"

"Answers."

"Answers to what?"

"To the questions you really want to ask. You don't have to be afraid of what happened that night. I know it was a confusing time for you but sometimes not knowing the answers is worse than the answers. You don't have to be afraid to ask."

"Okay then, if you're really Santa and you know the answer then why don't you tell me the answer."

"Because the person you should be asking is back in the car. She is just as interested in the answer as you are."

I stop and so does he as we face each other at the door.

Why won't he just say it?

"Or you could tell me. You can think of it as my gift for the year. I'll skip everything else."

He smiles at me.

"My gift to you, is the confidence to know that you do have it in you to ask the question."

After a few moments of silence his smile gets even bigger.

"Merry Christmas Veronica Lodge."
* * *
I can do this...

I do up the ski boots as my friends do the same.

I think I can do this.

I look over at the other end of the bench we're sitting on at my best friend.

At least, I hope I can do this.

She starts looking in my direction and I can't help but look away before she notices.

God, I can't remember the last time I was this nervous around someone. Especially when I didn't know how that someone felt about me. With guys it's really easy, usually I can see it right on their faces when I meet them. It's not exactly a mystery.

I look to Archie next to me on the bench.

Archie was the same way. I could see how much he liked me right from the moment I looked at him, and if I'm completely honest the feeling was more than mutual.

He looks at me with a smile and it's easy to smile back. I turn my attention back to the task at hand.

But Betty was there too and I didn't even consider what her reaction was. It's probably why I had such trouble when I first got here. I didn't think enough about Betty and her feelings. Then we almost fell apart before our friendship even started. And it was just friendship between us. Or it was until that weird acid trip made me question everything about our relationship.

I look to where Betty is sitting as she laughs at something Jughead said that I wasn't paying attention to. I smile and try to laugh without looking like I have no idea what's so funny. She looks at me as she laughs and something about the look in her eye makes me feel all warm and fuzzy despite it being outdoors and winter.

Wow... that... wow... I haven't felt like this from just a look in a long time.

I have to look away to keep the feeling from overwhelming me.

Is this what Santa meant about having the confidence to ask the question? Because I think I just got my answer. I wasn't sure what I felt during the drug trip was real or just drug fueled. But what I just felt was completely sober and just as intense. Definitely not a hallucination.

But when did this happen? I didn't feel like this after our kiss during cheerleader tryouts. Why am I feeling this way now? Did the drugs do something to me or did it just unlock something in me that was always there? Did I just never notice?

I look to her as I hear the laughter dying down, and she's not looking this way, yet I can't help but enjoy the sight of her.

Or maybe Santa meant something even scarier as an answer. He did say that 'she' is just as curious to know the answer as I am. Maybe what I need is to get a chance to talk to her alone. But where am I going to get that chance?

Betty stands up with her ski boots on and starts to put on her skis.

Of course...

I look to the ski lift in front of us and can't help but smile. I rush to finish doing up my boots and stand to meet her.

"Hey B..."

"V..."

She looks at me and I have to focus on the lift to avoid that feeling again.

"Since we're both ready and the boys are dragging their feet, let's ride the ski lift together. What do you think?"

There's a few moments of hesitation and I see her trying to hide the side eye she's giving me.

Is that what I think it is? Is she as nervous about being alone with me as I am? Or am I just seeing what I want to see? Maybe I should check.

"Come on B, we can have a little girl time."

What the heck did I mean by that? Girl time?

Again she tries to hide the side eye. She gives Jughead and Archie a look before I get an assist from Jughead.

"Go ahead, we'll catch up."

Her attention turns back to me and I quickly approach her, putting my arm around her shoulders in a totally not suggestive way.

"This will be great."
* * *
I really didn't think this through.

I give her the side eye as we ride the ski lift together.

I wanted to be alone with her but I didn't think about the time limit. We're almost halfway up the mountain and neither of us have said anything. If we don't at least talk to each other on here then it's going to be awkward when we get off and that's going to mess with our whole dynamic on the slopes and could screw up our whole vacation. A vacation I planned so we could have actual fun after everything we've been through. If it goes badly, it'll be my fault. I have to do something.

"Hey B..."

She looks at me with a tentative look.

"I was just wondering something."

"Oh?"

"I had a bit of a weird experience at the rave."

She gives me this cute smirk that I can't help but feel is trying to mask something.

"Wasn't that kinda the point of the rave? I mean, we took LSD. It's supposed to make you feel weird, isn't it?"

"Well, yeah, but... I've taken LSD before and I've never had what happened to me that night. I'm wondering if you had a similar thing happen to you. "

"I mean, that was my first time taking any kind of drugs, let alone LSD. I've never felt anything like that. I'm not sure I have anything to compare it to."

"Right, but... I guess what I'm wondering is... I saw something... something... about you."

There's a mixture of what I think is hope, worry and fear on her face for a second before she covers it up with that concerned investigative look she gets.

"You did? What... what happened? What happened in the... trip?"

I try to break up the sudden tension between us.

"Yes Betty, trip is probably the right word."

"What happened during the trip?"

I turn away from her to recount it, not sure how she's gonna react.

"Well... it was weird. Things went all weird and psychedelic, which I'm used to. But that's when things got strange. I... I saw myself on the dance floor. I was dancing with someone, but I couldn't see who. I tried to see who it was but the world and stuff kept shifting. Then, the me who was dancing started walking my way. It was like the dance floor opened up and she... me... the other me, she was standing right in front of me. And then..."

"She kissed you."

I look at Betty as she finishes my sentence.

Oh my god... is this real?

"Yeah..."

"And then when you stopped kissing, they were different."

I just look at her as she looks back.

I think this is really happening.

"I had it too."

"You did?"

She nods.

I have to ask.

"Who was it that you saw when they stopped kissing?"

She just looks at me.

Wait...did this really just happen?

"Me?"

She looks ahead to the next chair.

"What does that even mean? How could we have had the same hallucination?"

"I can only think of one explanation."

Of course she figured it out.

"What's that?"

There's a long silence between us before she speaks.

"Maybe it wasn't a hallucination."

Is she saying what I think she's saying?

"You're saying we actually did kiss that night? It's just that the way we thought it happened was screwing with our memory of how."

"That's the only thing that makes sense... as far as I can figure anyway."

"Do you think it means something? Like, in a psychological sense?"

She takes a deep breath.

"I've been trying not to think about it."

She has?

"Why?"

"Because I love Jughead."

Right...

"And I love Archie. I'd never want to do anything that will put your relationship at risk."

"I wouldn't want to do something that'll screw up you and Archie."

Does this mean what I think it means?

"So you wanna just ignore it? Act like it never happened?"

"No... I... whether it was real or not, I felt something. I have no idea what, but I did. I just can't figure out what to do next."

"I felt something too Betty. Maybe we should take this vacation as an opportunity to figure out what."

We approach the end of the line and both of us start prepping to jump off the lift.

"Maybe."

"Hey, whatever happens at the cabin, stays at the cabin. Agreed?"

The end comes up and we jump off.

"Agreed."

"What have we agreed to?"

I put on my best fun girl face.

"Never you mind Kevin. You just focus on your new 'friend'."

Kevin gets a little closer to my very scrumptious ski instructor.

"Fine, but no sharesies."

I look over at Betty and she's smiling back.

"He's all yours."
* * *
"Are you sure? We could always use some people to cheer us on."

I look to Betty for reinforcements, which she provides.

"We're sure Arch."

"Betty and I are wiped from skiing. I think we're just going to curl up by the fire and drink some hot coco."

And maybe curl up with each other.

"You go ahead and teach those townies a lesson on the hockey rink."

I kiss Archie as chaste as I can and Betty is similarly pretty less than enthusiastic. It doesn't seem to phase them though. Jughead is the first to respond.

"We'll bring you back a trophy."

"There's a trophy?"

"It's a figure of speech Arch."

"Right..."

"Come on, let's go."

They head out and leave us behind. I turn to Betty.

"So..."

She smiles at me.

"So..."

That makes me smile back.

"What do you want to do now?"
* * *
I have to ask.

"Do you mind if I ask you something... personal?"

She smiles at me with hot cocoa in her hands.

"Isn't that the point of us being here?"

That makes me smile back.

"Do you and Jug... since it happened, have you... done stuff?"

She watches me for a long moment before responding.

"Have you and Archie?"

I see what you did there.

I bring my cup of cocoa up to my lips with a smile before taking a drink at my words.

"I asked you first."

She smiles at that.

"We have...although..."

She doesn't finish the thought.

"What?"

"It's nothing..."

"Come on B, this isn't going to work if we can't talk about things."

There's a long silence between us for a second.

"I don't know... it's..."

I think I get it.

"Different."

"Yeah...not bad different, just..."

"Different."

I totally get where she's going with it.

"I know what you mean. I'm feeling the same way with Archie. He's still getting the job done, it's just...not the same somehow."

"Maybe we're just over thinking it."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I don't know about you but, I can't help but think about the hallucination or whatever it was every time he and I start getting physical. Maybe the reason why is because we feel guilty and that makes us over analyze anything we do with our guys."

She feels guilty?

"You feel guilty about kissing me?"

I'm not sure how to feel about that.

"Not about... I don't feel guilty about the kiss itself. I mean, I wasn't even sure there was a kiss until we talked. It's more like, I think we feel guilty for liking our kiss while we're with someone else."

"So what do you want to do? We could..."

Maybe not...

She gets a curious look on her face.

"What?"

I watch the way she's looking at me to make sure she's actually curious for a moment before continuing, "Maybe the reason it's screwing us up is because we built it up in our heads about how good it was in the moment. But maybe when we're not hopped up on LSD and whatever else Kevin gave us, we won't feel the same."

There's a long silence between us for a while as it dawns on her what I'm implying.

"Oh, you think we should..."

She doesn't finish the sentence but she doesn't have to. I move closer to her on the couch.

"I mean, it's the best way to know, isn't it?"

Her focus goes to my lips and I can't help but lick mine in anticipation. She moves a little closer to me and I look to her lips which makes her lick hers.

God her lips look so soft.

"I guess..."

My whole body starts to tingle as I lean into her even more so that our lips are inches from each other. I can feel her breath on my lips and I'm sure she can feel mine on hers. She swallows and licks her lips again, her tongue brushing against my lips and I take that as an invitation, closing the distance between us and kissing her. Every part of me is set on fire as soon as our lips meet.

It's slow at first, just lips pressed to each other, but after a while it deepens. She puts her hands on my shoulders as we kept our kiss going. I reach up to grab the back of her head, deepening the kiss even more. Eventually, it gets harder to breath and we pull apart.

The fire goes back to more of a tingly feeling.

Oh my god, that was...

"Wow..."

That makes me smile.

"You took the words right out of my mouth B... and maybe a few other things."

She blushes and looks away.

Everything about the way she looks right now is just stunning.

"I guess it wasn't just a hallucination."

That makes her blush again as she responds, "I guess not."

We bask in the glow of the feelings we just brought out in each other.

"So... what does it mean?"

She finally looks at me again.

"I don't know. But I think it means that things are about to get a lot more complicated."

She's not wrong about that.

"I don't know about you but... I can't keep this from Jughead. If I thought I was distracted before? The way we just..."

Part of me has to smile at the implication, "Are you saying my lips are magical?"

She gets a bit of a mischievous grin on her face.

Damn is that hot.

"More like hallucinogenic."

I can't help but raise an eyebrow with a grin at her.

"We better be careful, wouldn't want to get you addicted."

She chuckles, moving closer to me again.

"I'm not worried."

"No?"

I lean in into her until we're almost as close as the last time.

"Honestly? I wouldn't mind going back there again."

Well...

"Who am I to deny a beautiful woman what she wants?"

Before she can respond, I close what little of a gap there is between us and kiss her.
* * *

My heart races as he takes me in his arms and kisses me deeply.

He never fails to get me going with the way he kisses. There's just something about the way he grabs me and pulls me close. The way he holds me in his strong arms almost like he'll never let me go. And how part of me doesn't want him to.

He pulls back from the kiss, forcing me up on my toes to keep the kiss going just that little bit longer before eventually pulling back myself.

"I'm so proud of you Archiekins. We both are..."

I turn to Betty only to see her finish giving Jughead him a similarly passionate kiss.

I can't help but feel a little bit jealous. But it also means this could work out.

Putting my arm around him, I notice a bit of a frown from her for a second and that makes me smile.

Definitely potential.

"Aren't we B?"

"Very, we're so happy you showed them who's boss."

Archie and Jughead smile at each other, slapping hands in celebration.

"Damn right."

"Always."

I focus on Betty.

"Big winners get big rewards, wouldn't you say Betty?"

She catches my not so subtle hint.

"Absolutely."

I take Archie by the hand and lead him over to the couch.

"What kind of reward did you have in mind?"

I push him back onto the couch so he's sitting down and I'm standing over him.

"You'll see."

I turn to see Betty sit Jughead down on a nearby chair. She looks at me and we smile.

"Remember when we went to that rave Kevin knew about?"

Jughead is the first to respond with concern.

"Yeah..."

"Kinda hard to forget."

"Well, Betty and I had a pretty weird experience that night, and we've been talking about it."

"Turns out we had the same experience... a hallucination."

Again Jughead responds with concern but also a bit of curiosity this time.

"What kind of hallucination?"

"We kissed."

That gets Archie's attention.

"You did?"

I knew he'd like that.

"Yeah, and we liked it."

Both of them look at us, unsure of what to say about that for a while. Eventually, Jughead speaks up.

"So...are you, like, into each other now?"

I make my way over to Betty and put my arm around her back.

"Yeah, we kinda are now."

She smiles at me before putting her arm over my shoulders.

"And we didn't want to keep it from you. We wanted to be honest about what's going on."

"Also maybe see if it can't be a good thing for all of us."

Archie sits up, curious.

"How?"

I look at Betty and smile before focusing on our boyfriends.

"Well, Betty and I want to see where this goes, but that doesn't mean we have to exclude you."

Betty picks up where I left off.

"We want to, include you, in our exploration as much as possible. We thought, we have the cabin all to ourselves, why not take advantage of that? Have a little fun together. And whatever happens at the cabin, stays at the cabin."

"Plus, Christmas is coming up and we figured, what better Christmas present to our guys than each other?"

I reach out for Betty’s face, turning her to look at me. Then I lean in and kiss her. She quickly kisses me back and we make out for a few seconds before pulling back and looking at Archie and Jughead.

"What do you say?"

There's silence from both of them until Archie breaks it.

"I'm up for it."

I knew Archie would be open to it.

Betty turns to Jughead as he's silent a little while longer.

"Juggie?"

He lets out a deep breath.

"Okay, I'm in."

Good, although he's obviously not as on board with this as much as Archie. We'll have to find a way to change that.

Archie asks the obvious.

"So how is this even going to work?"

"It's like Veronica said, we want to see where this goes, but if you want to join in, you can."

"Or if we invite you... like right now."

I turn to Betty and pull her to me, kissing her deeply. She's quick to respond and kisses me back. I let my hands wander along her body, causing moans from Betty into my mouth. It makes her own hands wander, going around my waist and pressing our bodies together to get as much contact as possible.

This would be so much more fun with fewer clothes on.

Almost as if she knows what I'm thinking, she starts pulling at my clothes, fumbling to take it off as we try to keep up the kiss. I pull away as I feel something familiar behind me.

I'd know that bulge anywhere.

"Let me help you with that."

I feel Archie's strong hands join Betty’s, steadying them. They work together and I raise my arms to give them easier access to taking it off. My view of Betty gets obscured for a few moments as they pull it up and over my head. The cool air hits my skin and I can feel my skin tingle even more than from the kissing. When my view finally comes back to me, I can't help but smile at the sight of Betty in front of me.

Archie's lips start kissing their way along my shoulder and up to my neck, making me lean into him. I can feel the bulge in his pants against my jeans and it really turns me on. I reach back with my right hand, running my fingers through his hair as he hits all the right spots with his lips. My left hand reaches out to Betty, beckoning her closer and pulling her into a kiss. Eventually she breaks the kiss and moves to the opposite side of Archie, kissing along my chin, down my neck and along my collarbone. As she does my eyes fall on Jughead still sitting on the chair, not sure what to do with himself.

Mmm, fun as this is, we can't have him just sitting there. I have to get him involved, and I know what to do.

I let my arm drape down Archie's body and let go of Betty, sliding my way out of the Veronica sandwich and encourage them to close the gap. I lean over Betty's shoulder from behind and whisper, "Don't mind me, I'll be right back."

Betty and Archie let their hands roam over each other.

Damn that’s hot. No wonder I used to want them together when I first got here. But they're not the only hot ones here.

I turn my attention to Jughead, slowly making my way towards him. He's quick to notice and I see him check me out as I get closer. It has me smiling when I lean forward with my hands on the armrests of the chair he's sitting in, giving him an up close look at my rather impressive and mostly exposed chest. His eyes can't help but notice what's clearly on offer.

"You didn't think we forgot about you did you?"

Before he can answer I lean in and kiss him. It's chaste at first as he hesitantly kisses me back but that quickly changes when the heat between us increases and our kiss deepens. I grab him by the shirt, pulling him to his feet without ending the kiss. When we get upright, I pull him against me with our bodies pressed against each other. His arms wrapping around my waist before we finally end the kiss.

"N-no..."

I smile at his attempt to reassure me, reaching behind me and moving his hands to my ass, giving him good solid handfuls. It's not long before I feel a familiar bulge in his pants.

I knew he thought I was hot.

He squeezes my ass with both hands and I squirm at the way it makes my toes curl. His grip on my cheeks releases, moving up my body and I step back to let my hands wander along his shoulders and chest before turning in his arms and taking his hands with mine from around my stomach, using them to lead him to where the rest of the action is.

"Don't worry Jug, I'll make sure you get taken care of."

We make it to just behind Betty as she's focused on Archie. I get right in her personal space, pressing myself up against her and whispering in her ear.

"You don't mind, do you Betty? If I... 'take care' of Jughead for you?"

Betty moans as I feel Jughead press himself against me from behind, pushing me into Betty just a little bit more, putting us between our two guys in a delightful sandwich.

"Not at all..."

She turns in between us, rubbing up against me and Archie as she does. Her focus turns to me.

"As long as I can take care of Archie for you."

That puts a smile on my face.

"Of course..."

I grind my hips back against Jughead, feeling the bulge grow.

"You all right with that, Jug?"

His hands make their way up my body, exploring my curves in a way that sends tingles all through my body.

Damn, I can see why Betty likes him so much.

"I was thinking just a little ice breaker. Something uncomplicated and non-committal, just to see how we feel?"

Archie's hands run themselves over Betty, grazing me in the process.

"Such as?"

"Patience, Archiekins. First..."

I turn my attention to Betty and she smiles through the obvious excitement she's getting from Archie's touch. I start to grab her clothes, trying to take her shirt off despite how our bodies pressed against each other are getting in the way. Jughead's hands join mine, helping me in pulling her shirt up as Betty raises her arms to let us.

Her eyes are back on mine as I throw away the shirt.

She really is stunning.

I bring my hands up to cup her chin, pulling her in for a kiss. Things deepen quickly and I feel Jughead's lips against my right shoulder, planting kisses on me and making things even better. His girlfriend and I end our kiss and I reach for his hands, pulling away from Betty and making my way to the couch. Putting him between me and the couch, I push him and he falls back onto it. Betty gets the idea and moves Archie into a similar position.

Leaning forward, I put my hands on either side of the backrest so I'm face to face with Jughead again. He does the leaning forward this time, kissing me. As we do, I reach down for his belt, undoing it, then unbutton and unzip his fly. Not wasting any time, I reach into his pants and feel the hard and thickness of his cock, rubbing it inside a little as I pull it free.

He's got quite the cock.

I look over at Betty as she finishes opening up Archie's pants and pulling out his cock. She starts stroking him and it gets me going. Turning my attention back to Jughead, I start stroking him and watch his usual expression of apathy turn to one of lust as he looks at me. Slowly, I pick up the pace of the stroke, shifting my hand slightly as I do. He starts to moan as I do.

There's something about having a hard cock in my hand that makes me feel powerful. It's like I have control over a guy. As if I can have control over any guy I want with his cock in my hands. They'd do anything I want, all I have to do is ask.

I hear the familiar sound of Archie groan and I look over to see Betty leaning forward with a firm grip on his cock.

Will I feel that kind of power with Betty? I certainly feel a powerful feeling when we kiss, but it's different.

I turn my attention back to Jughead as he throws his head back and moans at my strokes.

It's not like this.

My knees get weak at how hot this all is and I get down on my knees in front of him, my hand never letting go of his cock. After settling in, I put my wrist into it and it makes him groan.

I love the way this makes me feel.

Relaxing my fingers, I start to massage the cock, using the tips of my fingers to play with it like a piano. Using my thumb, I run it along the base of his cock. It makes him shift in his seat. I pull my hand up, focusing my attention to the head of his cock, massaging it. He starts to really get into it, shifting in his seat.

Oh, it's coming. I can always feel it coming.

The throbbing of his cock tells me it's coming and I shift myself in position so I can catch it. While I can, I look over at Betty and lick my lips at the sight of her in a similar position with Archie's cock in her hand. It makes me wetter than before.

His cock twitches and it makes me turn back to him, aiming his cock where I want it to go... on my face. He grunts and shifts in his seat, basically signaling what is about to happen. It only takes a few more moments before he finally cums. I close my eyes just as I feel his hot, sticking cum hit my face. A couple strands hits my forehead, along my nose and cheeks. More go across my lips and eyelids, forcing me to keep my eyes closed as I feel some of it hit my hair.

God I love getting a nice, hot facial. It makes me feel so sexy. And this type doesn't cost me as much.

Once I don't feel any more of his cum hit me, I lick my lips to taste it, making me moan at the flavor. Then let go of his cock to bring my fingers up to my eyelids, wiping it off so I can open my eyes to look at him in front of me. He's got a satisfied look on his face.

Of course he's satisfied. I wouldn't settle for anything less. But I suppose I should ask him...

“So... did I take good care of you Jug?”

His smile turns to a grin.

“Very.”

Before I can say anything, Betty chimes in herself.

“What about you Arch? Did I take care of you?”

I look over to her as she continues to clean herself off from his cum. His big smile tells me the answer before he says it.

“Definitely.”

Betty and I turn our focus to each other, both of us clearly feeling good about ourselves as we clean ourselves up. After a while, she speaks up again.

“I guess we're all in on this cabin fun time?”

I smile at her and lick my finger clean then turn to the boys.

“I think so... boys?”

They look at themselves for a moment.

“I'm definitely game.”

“Me too.”

This is going to be so much fun.

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