cw: 18+ content, smut, Minors DNI, afab reader and terminology, sorta revenge sex(?), implied past relationships,
pairing: Archie/Reader, (Past) Maxie/Reader
What were you doing?
What were you thinking?
It had to have been the few drinks you had earlier— having been cast out of your now ex-boyfriend's group and refusing to speak to him any further.
No matter what you tried; it seemed Maxie would just not listen to you. His plans were madness. Really… Dumping rocket fuel into a volcano? He was out of his mind with his obsession. To him, everything action and atrocity committed was in pursuit of bettering humanity. You were just becoming an obstacle. So, when he scoffed off your concerns about awakening Groudon, you had stormed off. A single message to his phone told him that things were over, and you would not be returning.
Then, you blocked his number. No more nonsense would bother you.
But, it was as you passed away the memories with whatever the side bar you had stumbled into had to offer, a thought entered your mind.
A thought related to a certain pirate.
Maxie had come to long hate him, and he seemed dead set on stopping whatever Team Magma was up to. Were his ideals much better? Not at all, but at least he was not acting like he was some grand scientific authority.
You found yourself typing in his number and listening to the dial tone. It rang and rang and rang. You worried he might not answer.
But, eventually, a gruff voice came from the other end, “And just what do you want?” It was harsh, but you were not exactly on the best terms, what with you siding with Maxie over him. He was maybe a little reasonably upset with you still. With a whine, you explained the events of the day to him. He was mostly quiet.
“So, why're ya calling me?” he asked, “Getting tired of Maxie's bony behind doesn't warrant informing me.” You knew that. Biting your lip, you debated if you should commit to your wants. Another sip of your drink sealed it. You stated plainly that you wanted to fuck him. There was silence on other end. Then, loud, boisterous laughter.
“That's it, huh?” he asked, “Ya miss me? Want a sea-dog over that nerd now?” You felt like he might say no. “Alright then, come on over,” he quelled whatever worries you had, “I'll be waiting.” You finished your drink and walked through the streets of Lilycove to a certain district. It would hardly be good for either of you to meet up at his group's hideout.
The salty night air hung heavy with humidity. You found yourself in front of a certain hotel.
It was not long before someone called out your name. There stood Archie. He was out of the wetsuit he had taken to wearing and wore some dark suit— though, of course, his chest still had to be out. You both greeted each other before heading in the hotel. Easily, you tapped away at the screen to get a room. The elevator ride up was silent and the room was open for you both. It was hardly the nicest one in town, but it was enough for what you both needed.
As soon as the door shut, it was just the two of you. Before anything else could come out of your mouth, lips pressed to your own. Strong arms pressed your waist to his while he guided you back towards the bed. You found yourself following Archie's lead and wrapped your arms around his neck. Your tongue was sucked into his mouth and lightly nibbled on. His muscular frame pinned you down. A soft whine came out of your throat.
He broke the kiss, looking at you with lidded eyes. “I hate that uniform on ya,” he traced his hands up your Magma uniform. You felt his touch through the knitted fabric. Finding the zipper, he pulled it down and forced off the vest with the insignia on it. “You wanna forget him, right? Can't keep those rags on,” he joked. You felt the fire in you reignite. The layers came off without any more hesitation, leaving you in nothing but your underwear. Archie let out a whistle at that.
You found yourself sitting in his lap, locking your lips with his again. His hands took to groping at your ass while you felt the tense muscles of his chest. All that swimming really kept him in shape. You felt his clothed crotch grind against your own. Another whine left you. He was getting hard. Pulling away to break the kiss, you undid his top's buttons before mimicking that action on his slacks to reveal what you wanted to see most.
Pre-cum dripped from the tip, and a vein bulged on the underside. You felt anticipation coil up in your stomach. Archie had a smug grin on his face. It was all teeth. “Hah, you missed this, too, didn't ya?” he shifted your positions to lay you against the bed once more. “Bet Maxie made ya do all the work,” he laid his fully erect cock against your stomach, “He never was the type to work too hard during sex…”
“Look how deep I go in ya,” he drew your attention down. You felt your thighs rub together, fully ready for him. But, Archie slid down between your legs. Grabbing your underwear, he forced them off to leave you exposed for him. “Yer dripping…” he used his thumbs to pull away your folds, “With this much water, you'd fit right in, in Aqua.” You scoffed at his words, but he only let out a guffaw. Then, you squealed. His tongue licked a stripe up your pussy. The feeling of his beard scratched against your thighs. He easily found your clit and began to lavish it either attention. His tongue manoeuvred it around playfully before carefully moving on to ducking at it. You let out cries and grasped at him, taking off his bandana to reveal the dark hair beneath it.
He moved down to your entrance and trailed his tongue around the hole before lightly plunging in and letting out a groan. The vibration made you whine again. He swirled around inside you before pulling back. His face glistened with your juices. A grin was on his face. “Feelin' good? I'm glad,” he slid two fingers inside you, “Do I get ya this hot and bothered? Why'd ya even run off with him, then?” They scissored your walls apart, making sure you were ready to receive his cock. Though, he also made sure to curl them just right into a certain spot. You grabbed at his arms, needing more stimulation. “Think yer ready then?” You gave him a harsh confirmation.
He pulled away after that and shifted to push you into the mattress. Your ass was up in the air while your face was buried into the pillow. “This is the position ya like, yeah?” he positioned his cockhead at your entrance, “I'm putting it in.” The feeling of his length spreading you open was maddening. His hand kept a tight hold on your hip. Little by little, it pressed inside until his hips lied flush to your ass. A groan came from him. He gave you a moment to adjust, letting you feel every twitch of his cock inside you.
It was not long until you demanded he start moving. Archie gladly did, pulling his hips back before roughly rutting back inside. You cried out at the pleasure it sent throughout your body. A rhythm of movement followed— in and out, in and out. You clutched onto the sheets, moaning muffled into the pillow. Archie knew exactly how you liked it. His body soon leaned over your own as he hit deep inside you. Your poor cervix taking a beating from his cockhead. His other hand came to clutch your own. Everything kept coming fast.
Your body seized in ecstasy and finally fell into the thrall of coming. Your walls desperately clamped down on the length fucking you open while cries just kept coming from you. Archie managed a few more sloppy thrusts before he stilled inside you, cum spraying hot. You groaned. He soon pulled out and crashed beside you, arm clutching you to him. You buried your face into his chest, listening to his racing heart. He was warm and smelled of the sea… and sex. But, mostly the sea. You let your eyes close. Archie chuckled and pecked a kiss to your head.
Then, he mumbled something.
“So, you want an Aqua outfit, then?”
