CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHTY
NOT AN IDEAL BABY SHOWER
(SMUT WARNING)
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As bad as it was, Chris had spare clothes in the back seat and he slipped out of his dirty jacket and slipped on a grey hoodie and pair of jeans. It was the best he could muster for the time crunch he and Olivia were on. Beside's him, Olivia looked nice in her casual clothes and seemed more presentable than him, so she wouldn't be a problem. A cigarette between his lips as he inhaled and pulled it away between his fingers. And even though Olivia told him not to smoke before getting there, he couldn't stop himself.

It calmed him down for the inevitable which was seeing not only Veronica but Hermione as well. And as far as things go, he didn't know what to expect with Hermione. She seemed like the conniving type of woman, but that didn't block out how kind and caring she was. If Chris was being honest, the woman could intimidate him at times. There was something about her that gave a dangerous aura.

Turning down the street and parking in front of the Pembrooke. Putting the vehicle in park and exhaling the smoke from his lungs as he glanced up at the apartment building. The last time he was here was the time Veronica broke up with him, and he was expecting to be back so damn soon. Placing the cigarette between his lips, dangling slightly, Chris shut the car off and shoved them into his hoodie pockets.

His leg subconsciously bouncing before he shook his head. "Fuck it." He muttered before getting out of the car. Olivia following and walking by his side into the apartment building. Right when they entered, they were met with Archie who was leaving. "Arch?" Olivia murmured and the boy looked at her in surprise. But when he looked at Chris, he had a glare on his face.

"You were there, weren't you?" Archie questioned and Chris shoved his hands in his pockets. "And if I was?" Chris fired back, seeing Archie about to speak to Olivia, but Chris already knew what he was thinking.

"Yeah, don't worry, bud. She knows about, FP. Don't feel like your special to tell her." He smiled, bumping shoulders with the boy.

When he was about to walk away, he turned to see Archie and Olivia talking in whispers. So, being the bigger man, Chris turned away and walked in the direction of the stairs and toward's the Lodge's room. Taking one final inhale before rubbing it out on the white painted walls and exhaling. Trying to shake any nerves in his body away as he rounded the corner.

Arriving at Veronica's apartment, he lifted his hand hesitantly. About to knock before shaking his hand and opening the door slowly. Entering in quietly and seeing a few people that turned in his direction before looking at Polly who was opening gifts. Chris rubbed his hands against his legs as he looked around before finding his brother. He quickly walked over and gave a tiny smile to the couple before turning to the centre of the room.

"Did you tell Archie about dad?" Jughead whispered as Olivia entered and took a seat beside Cheryl. "Nah, man. I showed up before Archie showed up- thanks to Betty- and tried getting dad out of there. Didn't listen and told us to go out the back and we did." He explained and Jughead nodded with a sigh.

"Oh, Polly. Come stay with us." Cheryl said suddenly gaining both Jones' attention. "Cheryl's invitation is genuine," Penelope reassured, placing a hand on her daughters. "Thornhill's gates will always be open to you. The child would want for nothing. You would want for nothing." Penelope told the girl who had a smile, but Chris could tell it held uncertainty since she continued to glance at her sister.

"Do you think you can just waltz in here with a bedbug-infested trojan horse wave a blank check around steal my daughter?" Alice questioned sharply and Chris couldn't help but conceal the smile building on his lips. "I didn't think you wanted her. Else why would she have been exiled like some pariah?" Penelope fired back and Chris's eyes widened as he watched Alice rise from her chair.

"To keep her away from your family." She corrected and Chris pursed his lips. "I'm getting a drink." He whispered to his brother before turning in the direction of the kitchen while listening to the argument.

"Oh. And not because you're ashamed. Why is your own daughter not living with you?" Penelope questioned. "She's not gonna step a foot into that twisted, poisonous house of yours," Alice stated as Cheryl got to her feet.

"She should be so lucky." Cheryl snapped and Betty got to her feet as well. "Cheryl, that's not helping." She told the redhead while Penelope continued to smile at Alice. "She'd do a lot better than with you," Penelope told the woman who gasped. "How dare you?"

"Enough. Both of you." Polly exclaimed as Chris came over with a full bottle of whiskey. Taking a large gulp before looking at his brother. "Want some?" Jughead scoffed and turned back to the two families fighting. "If you believe one lie this woman is saying-" Alice began, pointing at Penelope accusingly. "This is why Jason is dead."

Polly's words caught Chris off guard as he stared at the girl. This was the first time in a while someone had brought up Jason, and he felt like he had been able to start healing again and getting over it. Maybe he was being too selfish to think so, but he felt like everyone needed to just stop mentioning his late friend around him. He just wanted Jason to rest, but when he continued being brought up Chris believed the boy was turning in his grave. The Blossom boy deserved rest and to be cleansed from being brought up in every argument.

"Because of this hate. This pointless, stupid fighting." Polly ranted, recoiling from her mom who tried to calm her down. "No, don't touch me. We were supposed to be together. And you didn't let us have that. Neither of you. And you know what? It cost Jason his life." Polly finished before walking away and in the direction of Veronica's room.

Chris licked his lips bitterly as he turned away and took a swig of the whiskey in his hand. Taking a seat at the kitchen table littered with gifts and decorations. Hearing the guests exit the apartment, but he didn't care. The least he could do is congratulate Polly when she came out of Veronica's room and was feeling better.

The sound of heels clicking across the wooden floor got his attention. Looking over his shoulder to see a cautious-looking Veronica. Removing his eyes, Chris took another swig from the bottle before setting it back down on the table. Moving a chair in front of him out and pursing his lips. Looking back at Veronica, he motioned with his hand for her to sit. As mad as he was, he knew Veronica could cure it and help him escape it. No one else could and at the moment, he preferred having the thoughts go away as fast as possible.

So, when she sat down, she said, "Are you okay? I know how close you were with Jason and I know you would feel some type of way." She stated and Chris nodded slightly as he stared at the girl. Not helping himself to look her up and down and smile lightly. She was wearing a dress that hugged her body nicely and complimented her curves perfectly. "You look beautiful." He pointed out, meeting her eyes and seeing that tiny twinkle in them.

"CJ, are you okay?" She repeated and Chris sighed before giving a half-hearted nod. "Yeah, I'm good. Just needed something in my system." He explained as he lifted the whiskey bottle with a forced smile. Raising the bottle to his lips, he was stopped by Veronica grabbing the bottle and pulling it away from his hold and placing it beside her.

Her hands clasped around one of his and squeezed it. It was a weird shift in the aura of the room. They had held eye contact and Chris found himself interlocking their fingers. Pursing his lips before bringing her hand to his lips and peppering her knuckles in kisses. The last one lingering before he pulled away and seeing Veronica's mouth slightly ajar. Completely knocked off her feet from the action of the Jones so suddenly.

There was a moment where nothing but silence filled the room. Neither of them moving from their spots and only staring at one another. Maybe, or maybe not, checking each other not as subtle as they were both thinking. And it wasn't surprising that they both were feeling a pull towards one another and the tension building between them.

And when Chris practically attacked Veronica's lips feverishly, she didn't waste a second to kiss back. Chris grabbed the girl by her waist and lifted her to her feet and began backing her towards the bathroom. Chris let his hands push on her hips as Veronica's hands cup his face to deepen the kiss. Tilting her head to try and get closer with their tongues fighting for dominance.

After a moment, Chris reached down and gripped Veronica's ass and smacked it. Smirking as the girl moaned against his lips and shuddered in his hold as her hands slid down to his biceps to squeeze them. Hearing her heels being kicked off in the process as her back collided with the door. Their lips staying connected as Chris opened the door and shut it before he was pushed against the door. Breaking apart, the pair panted as they stared at one another with smiles.

"Take your clothes off," Veronica whispered and Chris didn't question it as he ripped his sweater off, with his shirt coming off with it. Allowing Veronica to take her dress off as he moved to the shower and turned the shower on before he sat on the toilet and began taking his shoes off. Watching Veronica move the straps of the dress off her shoulder, letting it slither off her body and leave her in her bra and panties as she and step towards him. With one free hand, he wrapped it around her waist and pulled her so she was straddling him.

Releasing a giggle, Veronica moaned when Chris nipped at her skin between her breast. Her eyes flickering shut as she let out a breathy moan and throwing her head back. Chris sucked at the bite mark as Veronica let her hands run through his hair and scratched his scalp. Waves of pleasure rolling through her as she began grinding on Chris's leg with the tension in her stomach beginning to build with the friction rolling through her heat. Thankful that Chris had turned on the shower to mask the moans that were escaping her lips smoothly without care.

Veronica pulled away and unhooked her bra and tossed it to the ground before she was lifted and placed on the counter. Their lips connecting as Chris unbuttoned his pants and let them drop to the ground, his boxers with them. His hand slowly lowering to her pussy and running his fingers over the soaked fabric. Feeling the Lodge's fingers dig into the back of his neck as she kissed him hungrily with each swipe of his finger between her folds. His dick only getting harder by how wet her pussy was and only making him impatient.

It had been so long since Veronica had felt this type of ecstasy. She'd been addicted to Chris and wanted nothing more than him to do something like this. It always would keep her on her toes and leaving her more turned on when they were close. Chris on the other hand was on a completely different planet. He felt like they were in their own world where no one could disturb them, and if someone did, he wasn't planning on stopping. He wanted this. He needed this.

Moving the fabric to the side, Chris pushed two fingers inside her as Veronica moaned into the kiss. Pulling away and using one hand to be placed on the counter to keep herself upright. Welcoming the pleasure rolling through her from the bundle of nerves from Chris's thumb rubbing against her clit and his two fingers pounding into her. His tongue flicking her nipple and taking it between his teeth with his hooded eyes flickering up towards her. Curling his fingers and keeping the same pace that he was achieving with making this beautiful girl moan his name. "Oh, I'm going to make you scream." He muttered as Veronica moaned.

Placing a hand over her mouth, Chris smiled as he kissed her nipple before pulling away and quickened his speed. Watching the girl's every reaction and try to hold her moans in as she had her eyes clamped shut. It only turned him on more as Veronica began reaching her high. Her leg's tensing and against his hips which had him pulling his finger out suddenly.

Leaving the girl panting and trying to calm her thumping heart that could burst out of her chest if it wanted to. Reopening her eyes, she saw Chris staring at his fingers before he held them towards her. Without a word, Veronica leaned forward and took them into her mouth and felt her eyes roll back. Moaning at the taste of herself as she unapologetically bucked her hips forward. Releasing a muffled whine of the need of Chris' touch.

The feeling of her tongue sliding around his fingers and between was a major turn-on and left Chris feeling like his dick was begging to be inside her at this point. Twitching in anticipation. Chris grabbed the hem of her panties and pulled them off before picking her up and stepping into the shower. Letting the warm water hit their already warm bodies. Chris felt Veronica wrap her legs around him and he smiled.

Angling himself, he lowered Veronica onto his dick and groaned into her neck. "You're still tighter than ever!" He muttered sharply, allowing himself to readjust for himself and Veronica. Veronica was panting as she rested her forehead against his as they both had their eyes closed. She lifted her head and kissed his forehead softly before letting her head rest against the tiled shower wall.

Once he adjusted, Chris wrapped his arms under Veronica's knees and began thrusting into her furiously. Not sure he would be able to wait any longer to fuck her. Chris threw his head back in utter bliss as he let out a groan as he listened to the moans come from Veronica's swollen lips.

After a bit of self-control, Chris lifted her off of him and shut the shower head off and made the water shoot out of the bathtub head. But upon turning around Chris found Veronica laid down with a smirk on her lips. "Give it to me, daddy." That only caused the self-control Chris once had to disappear as lust took over him fully. A lust-filled animal emerging to the surface as he kneeled in front of her and growled. Snapping his hips furiously into and making sure to fill her to the brim with his dick and cum.

"Oh, daddy." Veronica moaned as Chris put her legs over his shoulder whilst keeping the unrelenting pace. Loving every single feeling of being inside the girl who gave herself up willingly. One thing he would take the grave and know for the rest of his life; Veronica has and will forever be the best sex he's ever had. Nothing about that will ever change.

Placing both his hands on either side of her head and thrusting his hips into her. Grunting from the stimulation given to him as Veronica's hands were scratching his back mercilessly. Her throat was scratchy from the number of moans coming out, but she didn't care about this. This was what she's been needing and wanting for a while. The separation had been getting terrible for both of them, but she's only been satisfying herself with her fingers. Whilst Chris had girls willing to get on their knees and suck him off in the halls of the school.

Everything about this moment was perfect for the pair, despite where they stood at the moment with their relationship. They both knew that after this, they would most likely get back together because they couldn't live without one another. As cringe as that sounds, they couldn't. It was like they were made for one another and it was just destiny for them to be together. "Fuck yes, daddy!"

No one could make Veronica feel like she was high just by fucking her. Without Chris inside her, she felt empty and she was fine with admitting that. His dick made her feel so many things that no other guy has ever been able to make her feel. And Chris has never felt so intuned with himself when he was with Veronica and inside her. Even now, it felt the exact same when they first fucked. Her walls clamping around him tightly unapologetically and causing him to suck in a breath. It all felt the exact same and he wasn't sure he would ever get over this girl.

Chris let his lips find Veronica's neck as she felt her eyes roll into the back of her head. Feeling angry at the fact that Chris slowed his pace dangerously slow. It infuriated Veronica who scratched harshly at his back, causing Chris to growl and shake his head. Stopping his movements and grabbing both her hands and pinning them above her.

A gasp escaping Veronica who tried to roll her hips. But that was stopped immediately by Chris holding both her wrists in one hand and pinning her waist down. "If you want to be such a slut, I'll treat you like a slut, Ronnie." He growled, his warm breath fanning her neck as nipped at it.

Before Veronica could respond, she nearly screamed at the sudden movement of Chris' cock inside her. His hips snapping forward into hers as he had an animalistic pace going. Hitting her g spot every single time that was bringing her back to her high once again. And as she felt the tension inside her building before letting out a loud moan, Chris groaned. Feeling her clamp around his member as he continued to pound into her.

At that point, Veronica was in hysterics as she shook, on the line of screaming out in pleasure. Trying to get her hands free from Chris who never allowed her a moment to take the climax in. Already being pushed further onto another one that had her breathless. "I'm going fill you up, baby." He panted. "I'm going to fill you up with my cum, you dirty slut."

The dirty talk had Veronica clench around him one last time before he groaned. His hips bucking against her, dick twitching and long white ropes of cum filling her up. Utter bliss filling the pair as Veronica twitched, her second climax still rushing through her. So, Chris slowly and carefully eased the girl down from her high. Hearing her whimper from her pussy being sensitive. When she was done, Chris pulled out of her. A groan coming from the girl who instantly felt empty.

Shutting the bath off and getting out, Chris grabbed two towels. Cleaning the sweat and water off of him and tossing it to the side. Stepping into the bath and blew out a raspberry at the destruction he'd caused. Seeing the girl completely passed out by her climax which made him smile.

Laughing gently with a slight shake of his head. Placing the towel on the edge of the tub and turning the shower. The water hit Veronica and she flinched but hummed as Chris adjusted them so she was lying between his legs with her head resting on his chest. The water hitting her body as she shuffled closer to the boy as she was beginning to come back from her little faint. "Just relax, baby. I'm here." He whispered as he wrapped his arms around her.

Placing a gentle kiss on her head as he rested his face in her hair. Feeling her face be stuffed into his chest. Both of them just happy to be holding one another again and to feel each other like they just did. Maybe not the way they would've fully wanted, but it was still something. Now, they would be the challenge to find where they stood now and if they could salvage the relationship that they both desperately needed.