The Exception to the Rule

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Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: Choose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: F/M
Fandom: Riverdale (TV 2017), Archie Comics, Archie Comics & Related
Fandoms
Relationship: Betty Cooper/Jughead Jones, Betty Cooper & Jughead Jones, Archie
Andrews & Veronica Lodge, Archie Andrews/Veronica Lodge
Character: Betty Cooper, Jughead Jones, Archie Andrews, Veronica Lodge, Kevin
Keller, Background & Cameo Characters
Additional Tags: Smut, Fluff and Smut, Romance, First Time, First Love, Love, Falling In
Love, Young Love, Discovery, Sexual Content, Sexual Experimentation,
Tenderness, Original Character(s), Slow Build, Making Out, Friendship,
Friendship/Love, Friends to Lovers, Costume Parties & Masquerades,
Sharing Clothes, Nicknames, Pet Names, Shameless Smut, Fluff,
Halloween Costumes, Halloween, Porn With Plot, Porn with Feelings,
Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence
Series: Part 3 of What's Past is Prologue
Stats: Published: 2017-04-03 Completed: 2017-05-11 Chapters: 13/13 Words:
25165

The Exception to the Rule

by ShirlyGallagher

Summary

A chronicle of firsts...
A tale of discovery...
A story of love...
-

Betty and Jughead learn the intricacies of being together...

~~~

Notes

I'm an old school Bughead shipper, I grew up with the comics and am thrilled that
Riverdale has made my childhood dreams come true.

This is my very first fic, it's un-betaed and super scrappy...

I do not own ANY of the characters mentioned in this or any other story.
Our story is set in an Alternate Universe, and is a blend of the Archie Comics, Riverdale
and my brain.

We follow the Riverdale story line until (and including) episode #7. Then we veer off into a
beautiful land of young love.

The gang is slightly older than the show portrays.

Val and Archie never dated.

Archie and Veronica are an item. (They continue after their "7 minutes in heaven" romp)

Obviously, Jughead and Betty are an item. (They continue after "Hey there, Juliet")
*swoon*

~~~
 Chapter 1

Jughead sat in his usual spot in the Blue and Gold offices staring at his laptop, trying (desperately)
to think of anything other than Betty Cooper.

It'd been a week since he walked her home and they'd kissed, Betty thanking him for her burst of
clarity.

They hadn't talked about it, and frankly that wasn't weird.

Jughead understood, exactly how she felt. Whenever they were with each other, which was
constantly, they both felt a sense of peace.

Peace?! Jughead Jones?! He shook the thought.

Turning his attention to the blank chapter in front of him, he realized that "work" was a fruitless
effort. He closed his laptop and slid it into his bag.

Slouching back into his chair and tugging at his beanie, he rested his hands on the back of his neck
allowing himself to think of her.

She was intoxicating in all aspects of the word, everything about her was dizzy, warm and perfect
to him. Jughead wasn't into booze, on account of his dads struggles, but he was beginning to
understand what addiction might feel like.

He was never interested in girls, or anyone. He'd always thought that it, sex, was reserved for other
people. People that were willing to chase after it, people that would let it become the only driving
force in life.

Jughead hated the thought, so his impression of love and sex was forged early on. And having
Archie as a best friend instilled this notion in his brain at a very young age. That kid was always
chasing some girl.

Jughead too had known Betty his whole life, but only recently he found his thoughts enveloped by
her. He'd never had anyone consume his thoughts, let alone a girl. But she wasn't just any girl, she
was the brightest surprise of his young life. The warm sun in an otherwise cloudy sky that was his
childhood. Given all of this he knew Betty, to what seemed like a tee. Jughead was no fool, nor
was he a coward and he knew that if he wanted to keep her all to himself he would have to tell her,
everything...always.

That thought scared him more than anything.

Betty rounded the corner to find him sitting there, right where she knew he'd be. Though he was a
creature of habit, his mysterious nature always kept her guessing. She stopped at the threshold of
the Blue and Gold to stare, for a moment, at the young man she'd grown so fond of. With his back
towards her she could see the broadness of his shoulders, his large hands resting on the back of his
neck with slim fingers laced and thick black waves escaping from under his trade-mark crown.

God, she found him so effortlessly handsome. He having only recently emerged from Archie's
shadow, she truly saw him. He was tall, dark, smart and handsome. And from what her gut was
telling her...all hers.

She tilted her head to the side and raised an eye brow, looking at his raven hair and thinking of
herself running her hands through it, gripping onto it in the heat of passion. She inhaled deeply and
let out an audible moan.

He spun around in his office chair with a smile "Hey Betts"

"Uh...Hi J-Jug" She stammered, shuffling forward closing the door behind her. He noticed her
awkward steps and stood, crossing the room in three long strides

"You ok?" he smirked. She was normally so graceful and he wondered if maybe she was lurking in
the doorway, thinking of him.

"Oh! Yea! Totally...Have you been waiting for me long?"

'my whole life' he thought dryly. "Not at all, I was just trying to get another chapter done in my
book"

"Any Luck?" She asked dropping her back pack and cardigan onto her desk, next to his bag

"Not exactly" He shrugged

"Writer's block?"

"Not exactly"

"....Okay...what's up?" She asked stepping towards him, searching his face for some kind of clue or
answer to questions she didn't even know she had.

This was it, This was his moment to let it all out. All the thoughts, fears, feelings and day dreams
he's had since they kissed last. He could spill them out to her like he had in his head, reciting it. He
trusted her more than anyone. But when he opened his mouth, nothing came out. He was shocked
at his inability to form words. Jughead always had something to say, ranting about some injustice,
and prided himself on his vocabulary. But now, when it really counted, all words escaped him.

She saw the distress on his face and grabbed his hands "Jughead, What's wrong?"

He looked deep into her eyes, willing words to come, finally He spoke "Nothing's wrong, Betty. I
just....could you...or will you...uh. Really what I'm trying to say is....Can I, Can I call you mine?"
His voice getting quieter near the end of his "sentence" until it was almost a whisper.

Her heart skipped in her chest, Jughead Jones was speechless. It was so very out of character and
adorable. She smiled, tilting her head to the side "Jughead, I'm y-y..."

He didn't need for her to finish that, capturing her lips with his own. He knew, or rather felt what
she needed and wanted and that was good enough for him. His instincts had been right and she was
HIS girl.

They break apart breathless, still holding hands neither of them stepping away, basking in the
afterglow. But Betty was far from done with him. She ran her hands up his hips and across his
stomach. Then up his chest to his shoulders and back down to the "S" on his chest tracing it with a
fingertip "I like this" she whispered looking back up to him, through her lashes.

"I like you" He sighed horsely hooking his thumbs into her belt loops, pulling her flush against
him. She sighed in delight and kissed him gently at first but it became clear they were hungry for
more. There was more passion and fever between them then they knew what to do with.
They both knew the other had any clue what to do next but Betty loved the feeling of loosing
herself in his arms.

Jughead was surprised by his own confidence. She was sending out messages through her moans,
body, and breathing that he recognized, understood, and acted on.

Their tongues danced together with such ease, each of them reading each others bodies and
somehow knowing where to move next.

He broke away from her mouth, lightly tugging on her bottom lip and started placing kisses up her
jawline to her ear, his warm breath sending shivers down her spine. He nibbled and sucked at her
flesh as he traveled down her neck to her bare shoulder, she tasted like honey. She bucked her hips
into him in response, he took note and repeated the process.

He slipped his hands under the thin straps of her top and bra allowing them to fall down her arms.

"Juggie..." She breathed.

He couldn't handle her calling him that. A once endearing nickname that was reserved for a small
few, now sounded horse. Like a growl full of need, it sounded like a plea. It was the perfect
combination of too much and not nearly enough.

Her hands were planted on his chest but were creeping their way up slowly to hook around the
back of his head, pulling him closer to her, locking onto his lips again.

His hands now resting on the small of her back and ass their kiss deepened, he can feel himself
melting into her. Tasting every inch of her sweet mouth.

With his hands firmly placed he started backing up pulling her with him, hoping to feel that ugly
office couch behind them. When he finally feels it on the calves he flops down abruptly, breaking
their kiss.

She giggles, looking at his how seated position "We should probably get some work done before
school's finished"

Jughead knew Betty didn't care about the work, she was just trying to be a "good" girl. But he
knew better.

"Yea? Work, huh?" He said looking up through a loose curl that had fallen in-front of his eye.

She felt her knees weaken looking into his baby blues. He smiled at her, and she was hooked. He
had her heart hook line and sinker.

He reached up grabbing her fingers lightly, tugging her down to him. She straddled his lap without
a second thought pressing her lips to his in one smooth motion. He groaned into her mouth, moving
his hands up under the back of her shirt.

Nothing felt off limits, they were in each others hands, trusting they were free to explore without
fear. They both sank deeper into their kiss loosing all sense of the "real world"

Betty roamed her hands down and back up his arms to his strong shoulders then up his neck and
into his dark hair, pushing his beanie off, it tumbling down beside them. Grasping two hand-fulls
of his thick hair she tugged, harder than she intended. She thought that and loosing his "security
blanket" would trigger a pause. But Jughead hardly noticed that or the pain, grinding himself to her
with a moan of approval.
"Ah-hem"

They both froze, breaking their kiss, Jughead peaked around Betty to see Veronica standing in the
doorway of the Blue and Gold. He looked back at Betty, who looked terrified.

"It's ok Betts, It's just Ronnie" He smiled, looking into her wide green eyes. He quickly pulled is
crown back on, helping Betty slip her straps back up over her shoulders. She smiled coyly at him,
mouthing 'thank-you' he winked back.

"JUST Ronnie?!" Veronica spat back

"Hey Ron, What are you doing here?" Betty asks standing, tugging her shirt down and turning to
face her best friend

"Um, Earth to Cooper, You asked me to meet you here. After school...so here I am...after
school...We're still going to Pop's, yes?" The raven haired beauty asked an eye brow raised. Betty
had completely forgot and clearly lost track of time, in a big way.

"Yes! Sorry Ronnie! Just let me grab my things"

"Jug, you're welcome to come too, I asked Archie to meet us there" Veronica said.

"Sure, But only if you're treating"

 Chapter 2

Things couldn't be better. They were still inseparable, working on the Blue and Gold together.
Jughead now came over for Cooper family dinners, attended most of the football games to watch
Betty as a River Vixen, and took her out on dates like normal teenage couples do.

It was 3 weeks later and the night before Halloween.

Though Halloween was one of the only holidays that Jughead enjoyed, all anyone could talk about
was Cheryl's house party.

Betty had yet to ask him to take her, but normal teenage couples also go to parties together so he
knew it was only a matter of time.

He'd have to suck it up, dress up, be there for her, and try to have a good time.

"So Jug, I was thinking," She said to him in their favourite table at Pop's. They were both sitting on
the same side of the booth, Jughead with his arm slung over the backrest, Betty with her hand on
his thigh resting her body onto his chest.

"mm-hmm"

"Well...I know how you feel about Cheryl, and Thornhill, and Reggie, and well...everything but..."

"You want to go to the party tomorrow night?"

"I do" She smiled spinning around to face him. His heart melted, she looked so excited. He would
do anything to keep her smiling, so without skipping a beat he said "Anything for you, Betts"

"Really!?" She clasped her hands together in excitement "I thought I was going to have to bribe you
or plead my case more"

He smiled, curiously "What were you going to bribe me with? Burgers?"

She shrugged with a smile "No, But I have a few ideas"

His eyes widened "Care to share?",

"If I told you, what would I use when I REALLY need something from you?"

"All you have to do is ask, Juliet"

She looked into his eyes, kissing him gently on the lips "Thank you. I'll make it up to you"

"Oh, I know you will," He said with a devilish grin

She slid out of the booth "Walk me home?" She asked

He followed her out of Pop's after paying the bill, grabbing her hand as they started their walk
home. Jughead liked living with Archie and it proved to be extremely convenient. He got to walk
his "girl next door" to and from school every day and visit her whenever he wanted in between.

"What are you dressing up as?" Jughead asked after a long comfortable silence, one of the many
things he loved about their relationship. They were never uncomfortable. He was never second-
guessing, silence didn't mean anything negative, and he still felt he could ask anything. They
simply could just be with each other.

"I'm not sure I want to say, I kinda want to surprise you," Betty said with a shy smile

"Now who's the mysterious one, Cooper?" He joked bumping her shoulder with his.

Betty giggled lightly and felt her stomach twist up in excitement. She had something in mind for a
little while now, mostly inspired by her boyfriend. Since teaming up with Jughead on the school
paper and investigating Jason's murder she'd felt a lot like Sherlock and Dr.Watson. Deciding in
her head that Jughead was Sherlock, she decided on her costume and the more she thought about it
the better it fit. She wanted to blow him away, she wanted to do the unexpected while still staying
true to who she was, and who he cared for.

Regardless she knew she wanted to leave good girl Elizabeth Cooper at home and walk-in another's
woman's shoes.

"Do you have any idea what you're going to dress up as?" She asked turning the attention to him.

"Oh god, No...No idea at all. I'll just have to see what Fred has in his closet, or maybe Mary saved
some old Halloween shit in the basement that I can look through"

"You're such a good sport, Juggie" Betty cooed, squeezing his hand lightly.

He stopped dead in their tracks "Don't call me that, unless you mean it" he growled pulling her by
the hand towards him.

"Ooh, a little sensitive?" She teased

"You know how I feel about you saying my name like that"

She wrapped her arms around his neck, standing up on her tiptoes. "I know that it drives you wild"
She whispered against his lips

"mm-hmm" He hummed as he kissed her. Slipping one hand around her waist and cupping her face
in the other. She sighed at the gentle touch of his hand on her skin, sinking herself into his kiss.
She parted her lips slightly, allowing his tongue to graze hers.

He moaned in appreciation, pulling her firmly against himself. Her hands had found their way to
the back of his head, her fingers laced into his dark hair, tugging lightly.

"I have a small request" he whispered in between coming up for air

"Anything" She breathed, eagerly kissing him again. Pulling away, he rubbed his thumb across her
cheek and tucked a loose strand of golden hair behind Betty's ear.

"Leave your hair down tomorrow, for me..." She grinned, nodding slightly.

Betty's phone buzzed in her pocket, she flipped it on to see her mom's text "You're late"

"Shit Jug, I've got to go. I'm past curfew. Meet me at Ronnie's tomorrow around 8? We'll all go to
Cheryl's together?"

"Sounds like a plan," he said kissing her on the cheek. "See you then"

She turned and ran up to her house, quickly getting her keys out of her bag while taking the porch
steps 2 at a time. She glanced back at Jughead still standing on the sidewalk in between the
Andrew's and the Cooper's. Betty blew him a kiss and disappeared inside, turning the porch light
off.

Jughead turned on a heel and started towards "his own" front door.

What in the hell was he going to do about a costume? Hopefully, Archie was home to help him
hash it out. He wanted to look good for Betty, but he refused to be anything but himself as well. He
knew Betty would want him to be comfortable so feeling no pressure, he started to think of his
favourite fictional characters.
 Chapter 3

Veronica, Kevin and Betty were all buzzing about the night ahead of them.

Ronnie had snuck a bottle of Vodka from her mom's liquor cabinet and had been mixing it with
root beer for the three of them.

Finishing her second drink Betty examined her body in one of Veronica's full-length mirrors. She
looked good. Though she knew her costume wasn't very common or easy to guess, she knew
Jughead would get it and that's all that mattered. Plus she felt sexy and smart in it, which was a rare
combination to her.

She pulled her grey knee-high socks up higher on her legs and tugged at her black skirt. Smoothing
her hands over the front for her grey vest, she considered doing up the top 4 buttons of her white
dress shirt underneath. Smirking to herself and feeling the warmth of Ronnie's drinks in her belly,
she decided to compromise with herself and did one extra button up.

"I liked it better before" Kevin quipped. Betty snapped her eyes towards Kevin standing with his
drink in hand, dressed as Prince Charming.

"Jughead will too" He finished "Isn't that want you wanted tonight? To leave your good girl
persona at home?"

Betty blushed, nodding and her smile growing larger. She looked back at the mirror, unclasping the
button she'd just secured.

"Yes, B!! I. Love. It. Now, How do I look?" Veronica asked gliding into the room, clad in a curve-
hugging black leather bodysuit and sky-high heels, with tiny black cat ears atop her raven hair.

"You look amazing V! Archie is going to lose it!" Betty raved slipping her fake thick rimmed cat
eyeglasses on.

"Both those boys won't know what hit them, You ladies are stunning!" Kevin smiled as he helped
clip Betty's pocket watch to her vest, slipping it into her front pocket.

"Let's talk about Prince Charming for a moment, shall we?" Ronnie continued "Could you look any
more dapper Kevin Keller?"

Kevin dusted his shoulders off playfully with a shrug "Perhaps" He finished in a fake English
accent causing all three of them to burst into a fit of laughter.

"Ms.Lodge, Archie and Jugg-Head are in the lobby, waiting" Smithers interrupted with a quick
knock.

"Thank you, Smithers, Tell them we'll be right down" With those words the older man disappeared
the teens turning their attention back to their costumes, making sure they had everything they
needed for the night.

Betty had told her parents that she was staying at Veronica's. Ronnie's mom had to go back to New
York for the weekend to clear up a few things, leaving Ronnie the condo. Planning on returning
after the party Betty left all her belongings behind taking only her phone, slipping it into her jacket.
Veronica stuffed a few things in the pockets of Betty's trench coat claiming that "a coat or purse
doesn't go with the outfit"
Betty smiled at her honest friend, happily carrying Cat Woman's house keys.

Jughead was pacing the lobby when the elevator doors opened. He turned to greet them and the
first thing Betty noticed was the lack of his trademark crown, and that his hair was combed back in
a slick 1950s vibe. With a pair of aviator sunglasses tucked into the neckline of his crisp white T-
shirt, she tried to remember if she'd seen him in many bright colours and she didn't think she had,
not since they were kids anyway.

But there he was in a red leather motorcycle jacket, collar popped, hands tucked into light blue
jeans and his own slouchy black boots on. She stood in the elevator with her mouth slightly
gapping as her two friends exited. Jughead looked better than she'd seen yet. Although the changes
in his appearance were small, they were significant enough to make her stomach flip and send
warmth up to into her cheeks.

"Well, look who we have here if it isn't 'Jim Stark' Betty said finally after Jughead stepped his foot
in to prevent the elevator door from closing.

"Since we made 'Rebel without a Cause' the Twilight's last movie, I figured this was a fitting
costume. Pretty rad jacket, though!? You can thank 1980's Fred Andrews for this." Jughead said
pulling at the collar with a smile. "Dr. Watson, I presume?"

"You're quite right, Sir" Betty replied tapping her finger against her glasses.

"You look fantastic!" Jughead smiled hooking his finger through the empty lens "These are a nice
touch" he said kissing her gently.

They all pilled into Mr.Andrews work van and headed to the outskirts of town.

Fred Andrews was an understanding guy, but promises were made in order for the keys to be
handed over, and Archie was not interested in losing driving privileges. Though Fred wavered on
curfew, in the end when Jughead offered to drive everyone home, since he could guarantee he
would not be drinking, Fred's mind was calmed.

When they arrived, Thornhill mansion was lit up like 'The House on Haunted Hill' surely to
celebrate the night's main event. The Blossom's never did anything half-assed.

Parking quickly they could hear that the party was already well underway. Archie tossed the keys
to Jughead who slipped them into his jacket. He looked over at Betty talking with Veronica and
quickly slipped his hand into hers, lacing their fingers together. She squeezed lightly instantly
calming his racing mind.

Once inside voices were loud and the music was blaring. The decorations were spot on and
everyone looked to be having a great (all be it inebriated) time.

Betty shed her coat, slipping her phone into the front vest pocket. Jughead hung her jacket in the
hall closet before turning to face Betty. She had her back turned, looking into a sea of sweaty party-
goers. She could see Arch and Ron making their way through the dance floor and Kevin
disappeared nearly instantly into the crowd. Jughead stood there a moment observing her in these
new and wild surroundings, her hips swaying gently to the beat while she looks through the room.

Betty looked incredible as Dr.Watson. He'd never seen her look so sexy. It wasn't just the lace-up
heels, or the plummeting neckline exposing more of Betty Cooper than ever before. It wasn't even
the corset-like vest that hugged her curves or the way that her blonde hair fell in loose waves under
that black bowler hat. She walked with a confidence he'd never seen her with before.

That, was what did it for him.

She turned to him over her shoulder "Come on then" She smiled holding her hand out. He grabbed
it tightly as she wove them through the tangle of people on the dance floor and out into the yard.

"BETTY- GOOD-GIRL-COOPER!?!" Cheryl screamed sloshing her drink onto the patio tiles
"With Jugg-Head? I never thought I'd see either of you at one of my parties, did Mommy Cooper
say it was ok?" She mocked

Jughead's eyebrows knit together as he opened his mouth about to lip Cheryl off but Betty
interrupted him

"Wow, slutty nurse costume...real original. Go fuck yourself, Cheryl. Where are the drinks?" Betty
said coldly. Jughead's eyes widen 'That's my girl, couldn't have said it better myself'

Stunned, Cheryl points to the kitchen. The few people around started laughing and clapping so
Betty takes a small bow and leads the way again with Jughead tagging along, smirking behind her.

Upon ducking back into the house in search of drinks, they run into the gang again. Kevin has 5
shot glasses lined up with some kind of clear liquor in them. He nods for everyone to take a shot,
everyone picks one up, clinks a cheers and shoots it back, expect Jughead. Everyone notices
immediately, touching a finger to their own nose. Everyone minus Betty.

"WAIT!?! What's that?! How...How'd you all know to do that" They all shrug and start laughing.

"We just know! B, you gotta take it!" Kevin says grabbing the shot out of Jughead's hand, placing
the drink in front of Betty "Them's the rules"

She looked at Jughead who had a mixture of excitement and concern on his face. He cocked an
eyebrow at her and down the hatch that warming liquid went, smoother than the first one.

Betty shivered slamming the shot glass down. Everyone erupted in a roar of appreciation.

"Oooh, B! I Love this song, let's go dance," Veronica said grabbing for her friend's hand. Betty
turns to Jughead, he smiles and nods in Veronica's direction.

"I'll make it up to you," She says into his ear, kissing him on the cheek.

"Oh, I know you will," He says back.

 Chapter 4

Betty followed Veronica to the centre of the dance floor, quickly finding Josie and Val.

"Oh my god, Betty!? Are you here with Jughead? Someone told me you guys came here together?!
You MUST tell us everything!" Val shouted at Betty over the heavy bass dance track

"Yea, we did. What do you want to know?" Betty smiled thinking back to her handsome recluse

"Everything!" All three girls screamed in unison. Betty giggled and shrugged her smile still
plastered to her face

"I don't know what to tell you, other than you girls don't know what's your missing. He's amazing"

"Oh my god Betty!" Val yelled shaking Betty by the shoulders.

"Swoon, right?" Veronica said, knowing how happy Betty had been as of late, even with
everything that was going on in town. She could only attribute the change in Betty's mood to
Jughead. And anything that made her best friend happy, Ronnie could get behind.

"How did this happen? And might I add, who knew all that handsome was hiding under all those
layers and that stupid hat!" Josie replied sipping her bright pink drink

"I like his hat, and I mean, I like everything about him" Betty continued "as for how it happened,
we'd been spending a lot of time together, and he's been really supportive with me and everything
going on. One day he climbed through my bedroom window, talked me out of a panicked anxiety
attack and then kissed me" Betty finished, the other girls waiting for the stories' end on bated
breath, Val clasped her hands to her chest

"Betty, that is just the sweetest. Who knew Jughead Jones was such a romantic?!"

"I know, it's.....he's pretty incredible"

"Well you deserve it B! Now, let's dance," Veronica said as she thew her hands up with a twirl

~~~

Meanwhile in the kitchen, Jughead was getting the third degree from Kevin, Archie and now
Reggie (who quite frankly, he hated)

"So, you and goody-two-shoes Cooper?" Reggie drunkenly snarled "I didn't think you had the
balls, Donnie Darko"

"Don't call her that, Mantel. You're just salty because I got her, and you never even stood a chance"
Jughead snapped back with ease. He could see Kevin smirking out of the corner of his eye pouring
another drink for both himself and Archie, he gave them a quick nod.

"What about bro code, dick? Betty is Archie's girl, everyone in Riverdale knows that. Oh, but that's
right, you wouldn't know anything about bro code since you've never had a girl before, isn't that
right, kitten?"

Reggie's self-entitled pompous nature had always rubbed Jughead the wrong way, but it had gotten
worse as they got older. It was harder and harder for Jughead to ignore him and they'd gotten into it
on many occasions, mostly surrounding Jughead's lack of interest in sports, girls and anything else
Reggie deemed "manly". Jughead was never one to back down and he always stood up for himself,
fuelling their life long feud.

Archie could see the temper boiling up in his childhood friend's eyes and stepped in between the
two bickering young men, while Kevin eagerly waited on the impending drama.

"Let's not do this again guys, I'm fine with Betty and Jug. I had my chance with Betty, and as long
as my best friends are happy, I'm happy" he finishes turning to Jughead

"That means a lot, Arch. Come on, let's go find those girls" Jughead said while flipping Reggie off
in his stupid too small Batman costume, before disappearing into the crowded dance floor.

Jughead could find Betty anywhere, just look for that signature bouncing blonde ponytail. But
tonight, given the circumstances and their altered appearances it was proving more difficult. With a
nod, Archie silently suggested the three of them split up but before Jughead knew it two delicate
hands slipped around his waist and down into his front jean pockets.

"Hey there, stranger," Jughead said over his shoulder to the mysterious creature behind him, his
voice cracking slightly at the sensation of her hands slipping over his thighs

"Hi, Jug," Betty said pulling him against herself "Wanna dance?" She asked, leaning her body into
his strong back and gently swaying them to the slowed tempo

"I kinda feel like we are?" He joked, knowing what she meant. He slid his hands down her bare
arms and grabbed her by the wrists, pulling her hands out of his pockets. Before Betty knew it they
were face to face, Jughead placing her wrists gently over his shoulders. He slowly moved his hands
from hers, tailing them all the way down her body until his hands settled low on the small of her
back, pulling her firmly against himself. She rested her head on his shoulder, nuzzling in with her
lips against his neck. She inhaled deeply, breathing in his sent 'What is that combination?
sandalwood, campfire, vanilla, rain?' Whatever it was, she loved it.

"I'm glad we came. I'm having a great time, are you?" She asks not removing her lips from his
skin. Jughead swallows hard, feeling her kiss his neck lightly while she waited for his response.

"It'd be better if we were alone, but it's not so bad. I'm here with you after all" Jughead said with a
shrug moving his hips slowly along with hers, loving the feeling of having her so close

"Did you want to get some air?"

"After this song" he replies squeezing her tighter to him.

Once the song ended Betty grabbed Jughead by the hand, leading him, yet again outside. She
walked them over one of the lounge chairs by the pool. She sat down and pat the space next to
herself.

Jughead complied "It's kinda cold out here, do you want my jacket?"

"No thanks Jug, I'm still hot from dancing." She paused scooching herself closer until she was
nearly on his lap "I'm really thankful you agreed to come, I almost feel like a regular high school
kid" he smiled at her as she slipped her glasses off, tucking them into the neckline of her shirt.
Jughead's attention was drawn down to her full bust, barely contained by her clothing.

"We're hardly kids anymore Betts, and besides it's the least I can do for you. After everything
you've done for me, I'm the one that's thankful" he divulges looking out onto the Thornhill grounds
and over the lights of Riverdale. Jughead feels Betty's hand slide onto his knee and up his thigh,
resting it dangerously high up.

His breath hitches at the proximity as he catches her gaze "You're just full of surprises aren't you?"

She smiles brightly, biting her bottom lip "I told you I'd make it up to you, Juggie" She leans in
pressing her lips to his neck, slowly trailing kisses up to his ear. He lets out a low moan as she
sucks his lobe in between her lips lightly, the feeling of her breath in his ear sends waves of
excitement through his body. She continues her work on his neck, tugging on his tshirt collar to
expose more skin. Betty finds his collar bone and nips the delicate skin there causing Jughead to
hiss her name.

She stops and looks up to him with concern "I'm sorry! Are you ok?" She asks touching the tender
red spot she'd just made

"I'm fine Betts" he smiles, leaning in to kiss her. The kiss was sweet at first but Betty finds her
hands on the lapels of his collar pulling him into a more heated kiss, almost immediately. Jughead
groans and grabs her by the hips pulling her onto his lap in one swift movement. She sighs in
delight, deepening their kiss with her tongue. With Jughead holding onto the flare of her hips could
feel Betty rolling herself into him as the world melts away into the background.

How the fuck did he get so lucky? Maybe his shit life was just payment for this? The world is
balanced after all, is it not? Great pain will one day equal great pleasure? Why didn't Betty have a
line up of men waiting to date her? Look at her!?! Really look at her. She's smart, kind, fun,
beautiful and most recently tragically sexy. All he knew was he never wanted to let her go.

He continues their kiss until breaking free for air, lightly tugging on her bottom lip as he moved his
eyes up to meet hers "You're amazing Elizabeth Cooper"

"Don't call me that, Forsythe Jones" she said roughly planting her lips on his again, intensifying
their kiss he gripped her hips pulling her forward on himself. She moaned at the effect they were
having on each other, rolling her hips back, his movements meeting her every motion.

"Ah -hem"

Jughead and Betty freeze, slowly pulling their lips apart. Betty drops her forehead to his shoulder.
Jughead looks up to see Veronica standing the patio doorway.

"Really, Ronnie?!" He yells in protest, feeling Betty giggle lightly.

"It's not my fault! Firstly: it's not like you guys are being super discrete or sneaky, and Secondly: I
have to steal Betty for a moment. I need her, girl stuff. I promise it won't belong. You understand
don't you, lover boy?" Veronica lovingly banters back. "Arch and Kev are still in the kitchen,
they've been there a while. Those boys are tying one on tonight, maybe you should go be a voice of
reason?" She suggested.

"It's ok Betty, Go. I'll find you in a bit" Jughead whispered into her ear. She lifted her head to meet
his eyes and smiled

"Are you sure? I'm having fun here" She chuckled. "I feel like we can't catch a break"

He kisses her again pushing her off his lap gently "It's ok Betts. We've got plenty of time" He nods
towards Veronica "Go be a good friend, I'll go find the guys and find you a bit later"

"You're amazing, Forsythe" She teases, though he can feel the truth of her words. She kisses him on
the cheek and turns to Veronica.
"Don't call me that, Elizabeth" he calls after her with a laugh. She looked back at him with a smile.

How did she get so lucky? He cared so deeply and he understood her so perfectly. He allowed her
to be herself. Rather, he encouraged her to be her truest self. It also didn't hurt that he was the
perfect combination for brains and looks, which lead to a passion in her she never knew she had.

Jughead waits a moment, gathering his composure before re-entering the party. Quickly finding his
friends right where Veronica said they'd be, deep in debate over something that clearly happened
before Jughead arrived.

"Hey Arch, How about we take it easy for a second? Let's go find that games room or something"

Drunk Archie was very agreeable so off the three went in search of gaming distraction
 Chapter 5

Later, Jughead found Betty in the kitchen perched on top of the island talking to Josie. At 12:30 am
the party was starting to mellow, with only pockets of people left spread out over the enormous
mansion.

"MR.JONES!" Josie screamed, clearly drunk "Can I, can WE just say, how great you, how so good
you look tonight?! Like, all the girls. Like, all of them! We're talking about you, man! YOU!" She
shouted swatting at his shoulder and missing. He smiled, quickly moving to catch the stumbling
girl. Josie grabbed onto his arms, stabilizing herself.

She giggled "Thanks Jones, I think I need to find Val. You guys wait here, I'll be right back" She
said slapping Betty hard on her bare thigh, leaving a red mark behind. Betty winced at the pain but
was feeling a bit tipsy, so the sting quickly subsided.

Jughead could feel Betty's stare on the back of his neck. He turned to meet her gaze. Her green
eyes were low, looking at him through long dark lashes.

"It's true you know." She said hooking her heels together, her long legs dangling off the countertop.

"What's true?" He asked, taking a few steps closer to her. The kitchen was now empty, with music
and laughter drifting in from the other rooms. Jughead could see out into the yard and saw a few
familiar faces in the pool, like Archie and Veronica.

But right now it was like there was a spotlight on the one and only, Betty Cooper.

"All the girls talking about you, I don't think they knew what hit them when you walked in here
tonight. You look so handsome"

"THEY didn't know, or YOU didn't know?" He asked smirking confidently, bypassing the
compliment.

"Well, I know how handsome you are. And seeing you tonight, I just felt powerful and proud"

"Proud?" He asked delighted

"Yeah, You're mine. All those girls are just realizing now, something I've known a long time.
You're amazing, Juggie" She states raising an eyebrow, She knew exactly what she was doing.

"There's that name again" He growled, to which Betty shrugged.

Now standing in front of her, he nudged her knees apart moving his body in-between. He felt Betty
wrap her legs around his waist, hooking her heels together again. Her hands splayed out behind her
holding her upper half upright.

"I can stop if you want" She teased with a fake pout "I know how sensitive you are"

"mm-hmm" He sighed as he looked her up and down, taking in all the beauty that was confidant
Betty Cooper.
He reached up and pulled lightly at the string holding her vest closed, it unravelled quickly
exposing the top of her soft white bra, her breasts nearly spilling over the cups. Betty's breath
caught in her throat as she watched him examine her. It felt like he was studying her, almost like he
was logging the way she looked into his mind, for later.
He gently grazed his fingers over the handprint on her skin left behind by her tiny drunk friend
"She hit you hard" Jughead whispered sliding his hand up her thigh.

Betty's eyes fluttered closed at the sensation of Jughead's hands on her leg, feeling his other hand
copy the motion until both hands were on her ass pulling her forward, forcefully. She gasped,
grabbing onto his shoulders.

Their faces now inches apart, Betty closed her eyes, leaning in to kiss him but feels him pull back
slightly. Pouting and about snap her eyes open to protest, she feels his breath on her collar bone and
falls back onto her hands, tilting her head to expose more of herself to him.

He inhales deeply, breathing in her sweetness. Her blonde locks tickling his face as he placed
kisses along the exposed flesh of her neck, and sinking his face into the valley of her breasts. He
squeezes her ass then slowly slips his hands back over her thighs and up her stomach to cup her full
breasts. Betty moaned in response, rolling her hips into him.

Looking up at the radiant beauty in front of him, he smiles to himself. Seeing Betty enjoy herself
was sexier than he ever knew possible. Jughead then rubs his thumbs over her nipples and feels
them hardened instantly under his touch. He groans, feeling his jeans grow even tighter. Betty
dropped her head back moaning loudly at the sensation, the noise echoing in the large empty
kitchen. Surprising herself, she shot up suddenly extremely aware of where they were.

"Umm, Jug...we should go somewhere more...private" she sighed pushing him away slightly by the
shoulders.

He loved hearing Betty's breath catch and hitch under his touch, and the quake of her voice as she
said his name. Her reactions to him set something inside Jughead on fire. Something altogether
new to him, something that he wanted to explore, with Betty. And only Betty.

'I'll pretend I didn't hear that' he thought as he continued kissing her soft skin, lightly rolling and
pinching her nipples in between his slim fingers, unfazed by their surroundings.

He'd risk anything, including getting caught, for her. Any day of the week. He was still his 'zero
fucks given' self after all. Quickly he moved his lips over her nipple, kissing and nipping it through
the thin lace of her bra.

"Juggie...." She moaned breathlessly, her lips on his ear "...please...let's go somewhere"

The tone in her voice would not allow him to ignore her plea a second time.
 Chapter 6

Jughead looked over his shoulder down the hall opposite the main living space to see a set of
double doors

'den? library?' He hoped leading his girlfriend in that direction.

He walked with purpose most days but Betty's breathy plea still ringing in his ears, put put
determination in his step. She held onto his hand tightly, holding her shirt closed with her other,
and followed closely behind. Jughead dropped her hand to open the door, which was locked.
Thinking quickly Betty checked the doorframe on tiptoes, finding the key. She quickly unlocked
the door, shoving Jughead into the dim-lit room, slamming the door behind them.

She found a table light switching it on, and only had enough time to drop the key on the small table
before he attacked her lips with his own, pushing her back against the door. She grabbed him by
the lapels of his jacket pulling him harder into their heated kiss. His hands gripped her waist,
pulling her hips to his leaving half-moon indents in her skin.

With her heels on she was nearly as tall as he was, though he liked it better when she could nuzzle
into the crook of his chin the added hight made for new and interesting angles.

Without breaking their kiss Jughead moved his hands down her sides pulling one of her legs up his
body hooking it over his hip. He moved his hips in between her legs, using his body weight to
steady themselves against the door.

Betty trailed away from his lips to plant light kisses along his jawline, his neck and up to his ear,
licking and sucking on his ear lobe. Jughead moaned in response, hissing as she bit his neck before
Betty moved her attention back to his swollen lips. Kissing him deeply, she entangled her tongue
with his while moving her hand between them and down his chest, stomach and to his groin. She
kneaded her palm and fingers against the stiffness of his jeans causing him to buck his hips into her
in pleasure

"Holy Fuck" he moaned against her lips before letting his head fall back. She felt captivated by his
reactions to her hand, wanting to create a bigger and better response. She watched him bite his lip,
his eyes fluttering with every stroke, she felt him grow harder under her hand and smiled

"Good God Betts" He grumbled, looking at her but unable to focus. Betty giggled at the strain in
his voice, she was surprised at how much she loved watching him. Betty leaned in placing a
luscious kiss to his lips, causing him to moan into her mouth, gripping onto her hips even tighter.

Before he knew it her hands were undoing his belt, pulling it off his body and tossing it to the floor.
Betty undid his jeans, allowing the heavy garment to fall around his ankles.

Betty whimpered as he broke their kiss pushing away slightly

"Why'd we stop?" She asked playfully as she slowly unzipped his jacket, pushing it off his
shoulders and watching it fall to the ground. She looked back into his blue eyes, her green pools
full of desire

"Betts" he sighed deeply "I want you to be sure. Ronnie's drinks are really strong" he smiled
genuinely, his eyes searching her beautiful face

"I'm not that drunk, Jughead. I mean I'm buzzed enough not to care about tomorrow but not drunk
enough to forget anything we do tonight. Besides I left good Betty at home. You're just stuck with
me...." She grinned, biting her bottom lip.

Even in her inebriated state she was witty and clever, not realizing the poetry of her own words.

He kisses her deeply grabbing her hat and tossing it to the ground with the rest of his own
discarded clothing. He then ran his hands through the back of her hair, pulling her head in for an
even deeper kiss

She grabbed the hem of his T-shirt pulling it up over his head in one smooth motion, breaking their
lips apart

"Hold on! This is hardly fair, I'm nearly naked" He protested with a smile

"Let's fix that then" she states seductively, unbuttoning the remaining few buttons of her dress shirt
and unclipped the front clasp of her bra, shrugging them both off and down her shoulders. She'd
never been like this with anyone before and she soon felt a warm blush cross her neck, her chest
now heaving in anticipation of his next move.

"...Wow.." Jughead gawked, he didn't remove his eyes from her newly exposed milky skin for what
seemed like hours, Suddenly she moaned in delight as he took one of her nipples in his mouth
rolling it around with his tongue. He paid just as much attention to the other before trailing kisses
up her neck and back to lock his lips with hers. The feeling of her skin on his chest was almost
more than he could take, Jughead moved his himself against her sweet spot, with nothing but thin
fabric between them now he could feel the dampness from her most private core.

Betty groaned feeling how hard he was and moved her hips in sync with his, every movement
came a new wave of pleasure and a new sensation. She pressed her lips to his again in a rough kiss,
her tongue tangling with his.

Betty felt it boiling within her, screaming to be unleashed, a dull roar sitting in the pit of her
stomach. She felt that they had rolled past the point of no return and if they didn't do something
about it they might both explode.

"Juggie...please.." She moaned

"Tell me what you want Betts"

"I don't know, I just...I just...need...I want you" she stammered grabbing his face and kissing him
again.

Jughead had no idea when to do next but he knew he had to do something. Breaking their kiss and
without hesitation he slid his hand in between her thighs, grazing his fingers against her wet cotton
panties. She gasped, sending her hands into his hair, grabbing onto it tightly.

Being a pretty intuitive person he assumed this was what she had in mind and continued slowly
moving his hand back and forth, her hips meeting his hand on each stroke.

"Mmm...Jughead.." Betty moaned loudly. He smiled as he pushed the fabric of her undies away,
dipping two fingers into her slickness. Betty's eyes fluttered closed with a groan as she dropped her
head back hard against the door with a thud

"You ok?" He asked huskily at the sound, circling his fingers on the small bulb of nerves they'd
mentioned in Sex Ed Class. He remembered it being a very important spot so he stayed put, loving
the feeling of her squirming under his hand.
"I...I'm so...I'm...good" She stutters with her eyes closed tight. Jughead slowed and steadied his pace
reacting to her moans and sighs with ease. He slid his two fingers into her opening gathering
wetness and moving back to her nerve button while keeping pace again with Betty's enjoyment.

He could feel her begin to unravel. With her nails digging into his shoulders and hips bucking
wildly, her breathing became choppy and laboured. Sensing the change in her reaction he picked up
the pace a bit, sending her into the throws of nirvana.

"Oh god, Juggie, don't stop" She managed to say before bursting, unleashing her hot liquid all over
his hand. Jughead watched every moment of her climax in anticipation and awe. With a heavy sigh,
Betty's eyes flutter open to meet his

"Wow, Jughead...that was just...wow" She smiles planting a dreamy sloppy kiss on his lips. Trilled
and full of confidence he hooks his thumbs into her panties pulling them down her body, breaking
their kiss. She stepped out of them as he reached her ankles. He wipes his hand with the soft
garment and tosses them next to his shirt and jacket

"I'm keeping those" He states, standing and looking her directly in the eye

Stunned, Betty bits her bottom lip and nods in agreement. She reaches up and grabs him by the
face kissing him again. He responds by entangling his tongue with hers, moaning as one delicate
hand leaves his face moving down his body and into the waistband of his boxers.

Jughead finds that his lips stop working when she wraps her slender fingers around the length of
him

"Is this ok?" She asks against his lips as she begins moving up and down, in a smooth steady
rhythm

"Mm-hmm" He murmurs leaning his hands against the door on either side of Betty's head,
dropping his forehead onto her shoulder

"Jesus Betty" She smiles, biting his shoulder lightly. Jughead growls, burying his face in Betty's
hair and neck as she quickens her speed, alternating more and less pressure on each stoke.

Using her other hand she gently tugs the elastic band of his boxers down his hips allowing freer
access. She recognizes the early signs of his climax. Much like her own a few moments earlier, she
notices the change in his reactions. He beings mumbling her name breathlessly and breathing
sporadically so without warning or hesitation Betty drops to her knees and instantly takes the
length of him into her mouth darting her tongue over his tip, seconds before he releases himself
into her throat with a low guttural moan of her name.
Jughead allows one hand to drop to the back of her head, twisting her hair into his fist as she
continues to lick and suck him dry. His body shutters and she lets him go, standing up slowly to
face him.

"...Wow..." He manages.

"I know right? I told you I'd make it up to you" She states boldly with a wide grin

"That you did, Cooper," He says back breathlessly. He moves one hand to cup her cheek kissing
her lips lightly as her phone rings. Frantically trying to get the phone and get dressed at the same
time, Betty misses the call.

Once she gets her hands on it she sees that she's missed 4 text messages "WHERE R U?" "HELLO"
"BETTY! WHERE IS?" "Curfew" and 3 phone calls from the gang asking where they are.
"Shit, they've been looking for us," Betty says as she quickly buttons her shirt back up.

"We were busy," Jughead says loosely with a smile pulling his shirt back on and doing up his
pants. He slides Betty's panties into his jean pocket and slips his jacket back on. He passes Betty
her hat with a smile. "You ready?"

"Yea, We'd better go find them," She says as she texts Ronnie back saying they're on their way to
the car.
 Chapter 7

Jughead and Betty walked hand in hand towards Thornhill's front foyer, grabbing Betty's jacket on
the way out the door.

When they emerged into the chilly night, the gang was waiting for them at the van. Kevin was
sprawled out on the front hood, his feet pointed up the windshield, Archie and Veronica were
making out on the back end. Josie, Val and Melody were signing some poppy tune at the top of
their lungs while dancing in the driveway.

"Where have you guys been?! We've been looking for you for the past hour" Kevin exclaimed with
a thick drunken slur

"We had to take care of a few things" Jughead replied unlocking and opening the front passenger
door for Betty, who climbed in quietly.

Kevin frowned and raised an eyebrow "Jug, is your shirt on inside out?"

"Uh Yea, those were the things..." Jughead looks to his shirt and says with a sly smirk, catching
Betty's smile out of the corner of his eye.

Kevin rolled off the hood, peering questionably at Betty through the glass as he did so "Clearly,
my bestie and I need to have a little chat"

"We need to give the Pussycats a ride home, and we need to hit the road, like now since we're
already going to be late on curfew" Archie loudly exclaims, breaking free of Ronnie's lips and
joining the conversation

With everyone piled into the vehicle Jughead turns the engine over and starts their journey back to
town, dropping the Pussycats off at Val's house midway. Continuing on the van grew silent, with
Kevin passing out and Ronnie and Archie feverishly making-out in the far back seat. Jughead
briefly looks over to Betty who's looking out the passenger window but tries to keep his eyes
focused on the road and his task at hand.

" Penny for your thoughts?" He asks quietly.

"I'm just thinking..." She says sweetly

"About?"

"You." Betty states bluntly.

Jughead smiles wide, taking his eyes off the road for a moment to find Betty staring at him "Good
things I hope" He quips back, knowing full well from her smile there were only good things rolling
through her mind right now

"Nothing but," She said as she grabbed onto his hand and pressing it to her breastbone before
kissing his wrist. He grins returning his eyes to the dark road ahead of them and lacing his fingers
with hers

They drive in comfortable silence until reaching The Pembrooke apartment condos

"Alright kids" Jughead yells, waking Kevin with a start "We're home!" He looks into the review
mirror at his three drunken friends.

Kevin pours himself out of the van followed closely by Archie, both boys unsteady and weaving
with each step towards the door. Betty looks over her shoulder sending a pleading look to Veronica
who gives her a sloppy wink.

"Archikins, be a love and help me get Kevin upstairs" Veronica instructs reaching her hand outside
the van for someone to grab it, annoyed with the lack of response.

"Archie!!" She scolds, flapping her wrist outside the van door. Snapping out of his goofy giggle fit
with Kevin, Archie finally grabs onto Ronnie and helps her out of the van. With both of them
draped on either side of Kevin, they walk towards the lobby doors

"Buzz up and I'll make sure the door is unlocked, Scarlett O’Hara" Veronica winks back at Betty
again, before heading inside.

Jughead was sitting in the driver's seat watching her, gawking at her, really. He was thinking about
what they'd just done, this first real sexual contact. Thinking about what he still wanted to do with
her and the fact that right now, her panties were in his pocket. He felt himself grow tight against his
jeans, experiencing a longing in himself that he knew only Betty could tame. He shifted in his seat
uncomfortably, trying to adjust, without success. He felt slightly embarrassed with himself,
realizing at this moment he was just like his male classmates. He found himself wanting more, his
mind and body-obsessed with wanting and getting more of her. However, if he was truly honest
with himself he knew that no one else would do, that no other human had ever made him feel this
way, and that she was the only human for him. His light chuckle snapped him out of his thoughts
and he steps out of the vehicle. Before he knew it he had opened Betty's door and grabbed her
elbow to stabilize her while she stepped out of the van. He shut the door behind her quietly as to
not wake the whole neighbourhood.

Betty turns and gives him a soft smile "Thanks Juggie" She purrs keeping her gaze fixed on his
clear blue eyes, fishing for that practicable reaction. Jughead smirks, sliding his arms around her
waist pulling her close, Betty steps in closer draping her arms around his neck

"If you keep saying my name like that, you'll get us both in trouble" He scolds lightly against her
ear, before kissing her neck and sucking on her pulse point, erupting a low moan from the blonde's
lips

"Trouble? Oh no..." She teases. Jughead chuckles at her sarcasm but continues to ravish Betty's
neck causing her to roll her hips into him, groaning quietly against his ear.

She felt like putty in his hands, her knees felt like they were made of jello and if it wasn't for
Jughead's strong arms around her waist, she would be a puddle on the floor. Betty didn't want the
night to ever end, she wanted to continue exploring. She needed to know what it felt like to be
wrapped up in him, to wake up next to him, to be naked with him. To have his sent on her, Betty
wanted him in every form of the word.

"You should come visit me tomorrow night. I'll be with Kev and Ronnie all day, then I'm making
Sunday dinner for my family." She said into the night as Jughead continued his work, leaving
behind a few darker than intended love bites

"You know me, I'll never say no to food, especially not yours" He breathes trailing kisses across
her jawline to her lips, ending his sentence by pressing his lips to hers in a heavy kiss

"You're welcome to come for dinner too...but I was thinking after, like...once everyone is asleep"
She clarifies quietly not moving her lips from his. Slightly taken back, Jughead smiles against her
mouth

"Whatever you want, Betts" He added before kissing her deeply. She parts her lips slightly
allowing their tongues to massage each other, losing herself in his arms

"You're what I want" She confirms with confidence "Come for dinner, then sneak back in my
window later, do you think Fred will notice?"

"That man works so hard that he sleeps like the dead. Arch and I have been sneaking out since we
were kids and either Fred doesn't know or doesn't care." Jughead reassures "Speak of the devil,
here comes Archie now" He nods towards the door before turning his attention back to Betty,
kissing her firmly while he still had the chance. She moans in reaction to his force, moving her
hands into his dark hair tugging purposefully

"To be continued," He says pressing his forehead to hers.

"Tomorrow" She promises. Jughead smiles looking over Betty's shoulder to his smirking drunken
redheaded friend

"Com' on Jugs " Archie slurs as he passes "sorry to break up this love fest guys but we're like really
late er' whatever" He states climbing into the van to which Jughead rolls his eyes

"Thanks again for tonight Jug, I had the best time," Betty says hugging Jughead tightly, kissing his
neck "The party was fun too" She smiles pulling back slightly to look at the reaction on his
handsome face.

He smirks lifting an eyebrow at her "I had an unbelievable time, I'll text you tomorrow?"

"Yes, dinner is at 5 pm" she kisses him on the cheek "G'night, Jughead," She says as she turns on a
heel to leave, catching Archie staring at them from the passenger seat with a huge Cheshire grin

"Later Arch," Betty says with a smile and a wave

"Later Betts!" Archie exclaims loudly, to which the blonde's smile widened. She continued to the
lobby before looking over her shoulder to Jughead who was still leaned against the van, watching
her long frame walk away

"Tomorrow," She says to him suggestively, tugging at her bottom lip before buzzing room 305 and
disappearing inside.

He swallows hard and his breath hitches for a moment, likely due to the lack of her presence or
maybe due to the tone her last words to him took on. His mind was swirling, tumbling through the
events of the night and the anticipation of tomorrow. Jughead knew Betty wanted more. Hell, so
did he. However, the thought of "going all the way" sent a wave of hot nerves through him that
he'd not yet felt. He tried to take a few deep breaths as he started the van, resuming the drive back
the to Andrews' household

Once inside Jughead and Archie raid the fridge, consuming almost everything in sight before
calling it a night (or rather morning) Archie made it to his room surprisingly quietly, but Jughead
decided to stay on the couch, his thoughts still absorbed by his blonde bombshell. He drifted into a
deep sleep fully clothed, with a smile plastered to his face.
 Chapter 8
Chapter Notes

Last week's Riverdale has me shook. So this chapter is mostly fluff...cause' I can't
deal...

~~~

Jughead spent most of the day lounging around, finishing up homework, working on his book and
trying to keep from thinking about his lovely neighbour. He had little success with the latter,
finding himself spaced-out often throughout the day, his thoughts wrapped up in her.

Archie spent most of the day nursing a wicked hangover, to which Fred exploited by closing doors
extra hard, opening all the curtains and talking much louder than normal. Jughead smiled at his
actions knowing that it was all in good fun, for good reason and knowing Fred was just trying to
drive a point home: 'See how shitty you feel? Remember this feeling, kid...'

"So Jug, any plans for today?" Fred asked as he and Jughead tag team the dishes.

"Yea, I'm going to Betty's for dinner"

"She is such a great girl. You guys are getting pretty serious, hey?"

Jughead felt his throat tighten, feeling what might be coming out of Fred's mouth next. Jughead was
a very private person, and talking about anything, let alone girls or sex was fully out of his range
and comfort zone.

"Yea..." Jughead managed to spit out before turning his eyes back to the dishes in the sink

"I feel awkward asking this but have you and FP had 'the talk'?" Fred asks with a tone of
uncertainty "I mean, I don't want to step on anyone's toes, but...you're like a son to me Jug and I
just want to make sure you have all the information you need before...well, you know"

Jughead smiled to himself. He often felt more connected to Fred than his own father. Fred was the
type of man you would strive to be like. Honest, hard-working, family-focused, and kind. FP was
none of those things, if fact, FP was the complete and total opposite.

Though Jughead didn't want to talk, he felt compelled to be honest with Fred. The man had always
been honest with him, it seemed only fair that Jughead return the notion.

"Yea, we've had the talk. I was 10 and FP was drunk, but I caught the basics. Besides, we've had
Sex Ed class for the past few years now. Which have been fairly illuminating albeit heavy-handed
on the 'abstinence' standpoint" Jughead confided nonchalantly, trying to avoid Fred's stare.

The older man chuckled lightly "Yea, some things in school will never change. Listen, I'll tell you
what I told Archie. I'm not going to tell you not to do it. What I will say is make sure, really sure,
you both want to go through with it. Anything can happen, so be safe, and be sure. You only get
one first time. And not to sound corny but make sure she's worth it. All too often we regret how we
handled our first time. So if I have any advice it's: Be sure. Be safe" he finishes with an honest
smile, to which Jughead returns with a nod

"I appreciate that Fred. I know she's worth it. But, I honestly have no idea what I'm doing..." He
confides slightly embarrassed

"You're not alone, Jug. You and every other man on earth are in the same boat. Women are
amazing and complicated creatures and if you don't know what to do or how to do it, she'll tell you.
Maybe not with words per-say, so just listen to her. That applies to everything in life, it'll go a long
way" Fred says with a laugh and firm pat on Jughead's shoulder

"I've got to hit the store before dinner, can you finish up with the dishes? Maybe make sure Archie
does something with his life today?"

"I'll finish the dishes, but I can't make any promises for that son of yours" Jughead smiles "Thanks
again Fred"

"Don't mention it Jugs, I'll see you after dinner then?"

"You will"

Fred turns, grabs his keys and heads out the door. Jughead checked his phone, Betty's last text to
him was around lunch. She was at the store picking up ingredients for lasagna, one of many Betty
Cooper specialties. He had not replied yet, so he quickly wrote back that lasagna was a favourite of
his, to which she repaid she knew already. He smiled to himself, realizing how great it felt to have
someone think of him. Even something simple like this took on an air of warmth and comfort,
clearly, he could love her more.

Jughead put his phone back into his pocket and finished putting away dishes. He wondered into the
living room to find Archie tucked into the couch, lazily watching something on tv. Jughead
plopped down on the seat next to him

"I'm going to Betty's for dinner...you should try to get up and do something with yourself, I'm sure
you'll feel better. Did you see your dad on the way out?"

"Yea I did, I'm meeting Veronica after dinner. Man, I don't think I'll ever drink again" Archie said
shaking his head. Jughead laughed, having heard this many times before from FP.

"I'll believe it when I see it," Jughead said to his friend, both chuckling lightly "I'm going to hit the
showers. You should do the same today, pal" He finished wafting the air around Archie for
dramatic effect.

Archie rolls his eyes at his friend "Whatever, man" He laughs throwing a pillow at Jughead as he
walked upstairs.

Jughead proceeded with his regular shave and shower routine, choosing clothes that were more
'parent appropriate' than usual. Knowing full well that although he got along with the Coopers,
anything...literally anything could set Alice Cooper off. He and Betty both had enough on their
minds that no one needed any unnecessary drama. He tried not to ponder too heavily on what the
night had in store for them, feeling mildly overwhelmed at possibilities.

~~~
Meanwhile Betty was buzzing around the kitchen in organized chaos. Cooking was one of her
many passions, and she knew she was good at it. It gave her a sense of pride to cook for the people
she loved, and tonight was no exception to that. Just finishing up making her lasagna and put it into
the oven, she quickly tidies before heading upstairs to freshen up.

Her parents were still at odds, but Polly had returned home and was living with Betty and Alice.
The only stable thing about their family right now were these Sunday night dinners which Betty
had insisted upon. Most weeks no drama ensued, other weeks it was like a war zone. She wasn't
keen on tonight being one of those fight nights, so she chose a high collar sweater and jeans, not
wanting to attract any unwanted attention to the small bite marks across her lower neckline.
Downstairs she heard Alice and Polly come in, altering her of their return home

"BETTY! Dinner smells amazing!" She heard Polly yell up the stairs, while in the kitchen Alice
put away groceries.

"Thanks Poll, I'll be right down" Betty turned to her refection, smearing a light pink stain across
her lips before heading downstairs to greet her family.

"Your dad said he can't make it tonight. So it'll be just us girls" Alice said with a smile, though her
voice indicated a hint of sadness.

"And Jughead," Betty said happily. Polly smiled wide at her sister, knowing more about her
budding relationship than Alice. Betty had confided in Polly on a number of occasions, for advice
and to profess her care and devotion for Riverdale's brooding writer.

"Alright, The Cooper woman and Jughead," Alice said with a shrug, pouring herself a larger than
normal glass of red wine before sitting at the dining room table.

Jughead showed up right on time. When Betty answered the door she found him waiting, rocking
back and forth on his heels and wearing one of her favourite sweaters. The soft maroon wool that
fit him perfectly, Betty loved the fabrics' feeling under her skin. He stepped inside, sliding one arm
around her waist, pulling her into a very well mannered hug. She smiled at the action, sensing her
mother's piercing gaze on them.

"Is she looking at us?" She whispered against his neck mid hug. The light tickle of her breath on
his skin sent a shudder through to his toes.

"You know her too well" Jughead smiled pulling back to look at his beautiful neighbour then
making direct eye contact with Alice in the dining room "Hey Mrs.Cooper!" Jughead called out
over Betty's shoulder.

"Hello Jughead," Alice quipped with an eyebrow raised "let's hurry it up over there, dinner's
ready." Jughead shed his sheepskin coat stepping inside so that Betty could close the door.

Polly entered the dining room holding a bowl of salad. She smiled at Jughead, beckoning them
over with a nod towards the table. They sat and leisurely enjoyed each other's company along with
Betty's amazing Lasagna. Keeping the conversation light they talked about the weather, books they
wanted to read and Polly's budding interest in art.

Betty dished Jughead up seconds while Alice and Polly started cleaning off the table. Once
everyone was done eating, the dishes were done and the kitchen was clean, Polly excused herself
to go lay down. Alice had just finished her bottle of wine and insisted on drawing herself a bath,
prepared to wash the day away.

"Good Night Jughead, Elizabeth I'm sure you have some homework to take care of before bed?"

"Yes, Mother" to which Alice nodded. Jughead gave her a polite wave before she departed upstairs.

Betty turned to him, her lips turned up in a sly smirk. She stepped in closer placing her hands on his
chest, smoothing the fabric lightly. She pressed her lips to his for the first time since yesterday's
kiss goodnight. His lips were sweet and gentle, kissing her back softly before bringing his hands up
to cup both sides of her face. Betty grabbed two fists of his sweater, pulling Jughead down into a
more passionate kiss. She slid her tongue across his lower lip and was rewarded by his tongue
coiling with her own. Betty mewled in reaction as Jughead dropped his hands down to her hips,
gripping onto them firmly. She sighed when his thumbs grazed the skin above her hip bone as he
gingerly dipped his hands under the hem of her sweater. They continued their heated embrace for a
few moments before breaking apart breathless. Betty slid her hands from his front to wrap around
his back and rested her head on his chest, hearing his heartbeat wildly.

Jughead nuzzled his face onto the hair on top of her head, leaving a few kisses behind as he did so.
"I should probably get back home before Alice changes her mind about me," He said with a smile,
resting a cheek on her head.

"It's 9 now, she'll be out cold by 11. I'll text you then, but we should be safe by 11:30" Betty said,
not moving from her spot in his arms. Jughead pulled back slightly, gently grabbing the bottom of
Betty's chin, tilting her gaze to his.

"Thank you for dinner Betts, it was amazing," He said before placing his lips on hers again, lightly
sucking her bottom lip in-between his as he released her. She whimpered at his mouths' abrupt
departure, pouting playfully. Betty didn't step away, her eyes fixed up at his clear blues, and
keeping his body wrapped in her arms.

He chuckled lightly shifting them a few steps closer to the door "The sooner I leave, the sooner I'll
return" he said rubbing his hands in aimless circles on her back lovingly.

"You're right," She said letting her arms drop and taking a small step back "Parting is such sweet
sorrow" she quipped placing the back of her hand to her forehead with a swoon.

"That I shall say good night till it is morrow"...or rather, later..." Jughead chuckled back to her "I'll
see you in a bit" He finished slipping his coat on and opening her front door stepping into the cold
November night. She followed him onto the porch and watched him wonder with his hands shoved
into his pockets to the Andrews. He waved before disappearing into his new "home"
 Chapter 9
Chapter Notes

Bigger isn't always better.

I know this is a short chapter,

I promise there is WAY more coming ;)

~~~

Jughead tapped his finger lightly on her window, to which Betty came to his aid in opening. He
climbed through with sure footing, unlike the first time he'd entered her bedroom via her window.
This was not the first time he'd made the journey up the side of her house, nor would it be the last.
However, when he stepped foot into the familiar space the night took on a mood of longing and
anticipation. He sat on her window seat taking off his shoes and coat while Betty made her way to
her bedroom door opening it a crack, peering out and listening before closing it and twisting its
lock shut. She moved over to her stereo and turned the soft music up a few notches making the
melody just audible in the quiet night, the familiar tune trickled through the speakers breaking the
silence.

Jughead sat, watching her move around her natural habitat. Betty's blonde hair had been released
from her signature ponytail and she was in dark blue flannel pyjamas pants with a matching blue
tank top. She seemed most comfortable here like this, with the door closed tight, and her music on.
He felt lucky that her comfort included his company, that this room was her own small slice of
paradise and he was included.

Jughead never had anywhere to call his own or any space that he felt fully safe in. His home life
was aways in turmoil and even when things with his parents were good, he still felt like he had to
fight to survive. Not until he and Betty started dating did he ever feel any kind of contentment. He
could sincerely say that when he was with her, those dark thoughts of sadness and loneliness were
a distant blip on his radar. The only thing that he thought about how good it felt to be near her and
how he could make her happier.

Betty walked over to her bed and sat on the edge facing Jughead, who had not moved from his spot
on her window seat.

"Dinner was great Betty. I don't think I've had home-made lasagna since I was a kid" Jughead
complimented sweetly. He felt himself trying to lighten the mood, though nothing felt
uncomfortable the air around them was charged with a heavy electricity that both of them could
feel.

Betty grinned "Thanks Jug, I'm glad you liked it"

"Liked it?! I could have eaten the whole thing to myself!"

Betty chuckled thinking back to dinner, thankful that it was drama-less. Jughead had a way about
him that helped Betty defuse everything, including Alice. Betty attributed this to his quick wit and
her mother's common interest in journalistic writing. Though Alice was still skeptical of the young
man who'd been dating her daughter, Jughead was smart, treated Betty right and wasn't a Blossom.
So he passed the initial tests.

"I'll remember that for next time, maybe I can make you a personal one," She said tucking her hair
behind both ears. Jughead smiled moving from his seated position at her window to her bed,
settling next to her, and placing a tentative hand on her knee. She placed her hand on top of his
rubbing her thumb over his knuckles.

Jughead swallowed hard, gathering the courage to spit out his feelings "I have, to be honest,
Betts..." He started quietly "I'm really fucking nervous" He finished looking at the floor waiting for
her to say something, anything. But the silence between them lasted for what seemed like days as
Betty processed what to say next, she sighed linking her fingers with his.

"I'm nervous too. But I'm not, all at the same time. Is that weird?" She confessed sweetly, waiting
for him to turn his attention to her eyes. Once Jughead's gaze met Betty's he felt all the air in his
lungs dry up, she had this look on her face that he'd never seen before. Concern, empathy and
something else that he couldn't quite place.

"It's not weird. I feel that too, I just...I never thought that I'd be here...with anyone."

Betty furrowed her brow for a moment, before realizing what he meant by his statement. Growing
up together, She had always noticed his lack of interest in girls. While his red-headed counterpart
was pulling little girls pig-tails in grade school, Jughead either had his nose in a book or he was
trying to stir up some light-hearted mischief. As they grew older, Kevin helped squash any
rumours that Jughead was gay, solidifying Jughead's avoidance of the opposite sex. The only
female confidants he kept were his mom Gladys, little sister JellyBean and most specifically and
especially, Betty. Jughead always thought that Archie and his only female friend would end up
together. He was no fool, and even as a kid, he saw how Betty looked at Archie. He knew that
she'd never look at him the same way, and was willing to let that be that. But Jughead's heart had
other plans, and when his boneheaded friend rejected the blonde's declaration of love, Jughead was
there to comfort her, and in turn, fall more in love with her.

"We don't have to do anything tonight, I just thought...after last night...that...maybe...you wanted
to..." She trailed off, feeling a warm blush cross her chest and travel up her neck to her cheeks.

Looking deep into her green eyes he spoke "I do want to, Betts. With you, I really want to, I've just
never done...it."

"Me neither, But we can figure it out together. Everything we've done so far has been new for me
too, and there's no one I'd rather figure the rest out with than you, Juggie" She said with conviction.

He let out a deep sigh, hearing Betty say those words put a bit more confidence in him, though he
could feel his hands were still sweaty and shaking slightly. She must have noticed this, because as
the thought rolled through his mind Betty grabbed onto his other hand and brought both of them up
to her lips, kissing the inside of each palm

"We can just take it slow" She paused before looking at him for some reassurance. Betty found his
shaky nerves remarkably endearing. She never imagined the two of them being here, at this
moment either. She had spent most of her youth pining over someone that, she now realized, was
not worth all the trouble. Archie was a great guy and a good friend, but he didn't compare anymore.
Jughead had always been the one she ran to and recently he'd shown her more of himself than
anyone else. He was supportive, conscientious, authentic and devoted. Archie didn't stand a
chance.

"Slow's good," He said allowing his shoulders to loosen, seeing Betty's eyes still twinkle with
mischief. She dropped his hands and quickly propped up onto her knees, turning her body to face
him. She reached up and swiftly yanked the crown off his head, tossing it clear across the room.
Jughead laughed lightly before Betty ran her fingers through his thick waves, tousling them
gleefully until his dark strands were sticking up in every direction. Jughead faked a shocked
expression immediately turning his body towards hers.

"How dare you, Cooper! You know how hard I work to keep my hair perfect!" He joked,
haphazardly smoothing out his unruly hair. Betty tugged at her lip, holding back the urge to do it
again. She laughed casually, sitting back cross-legged.

Jughead shook his head to settle the remaining craziness of his hair when he caught Betty staring
at him, her bottom lip pulled in between her teeth. Her eyes were low and deep with yearning, like
a siren she was beckoning and pulling him forward. Jughead reached his hands out, connecting
them to the tops of Betty's thighs before slowly sliding them up until his thumbs were inches away
from her centre with his long fingers creeping towards her backside. He moved his body towards
Betty, keeping his eyes fixed on hers. Betty exhaled deeply sinking back with a smirk, watching
his tentative movements and loving the anticipation. His simple touches sent shivers through to her
very core. Though everything inside Betty was saying: "lean in! grab him! go for it!" she paused,
waiting for Jughead to come to her. She knew he was still far more nervous than she was and she
didn't want to do anything too brazen that might spook him. Betty knew what she wanted. She
knew that Jughead would be her first, she knew it from the moment he kissed her that no one else
would do.

Jughead licked his lips as a smile crept onto his face. Betty wasn't budging, this he did notice but he
was willing to play her game a bit. He lingered, holding his body and gaze inches from her own.
Feeling his warm breath on her face, she smiled and cocked an eyebrow

"Something wrong, Juggie?" She asked with a sly shrug. He shook his head no, moving towards
her slowly before lightly grazing his lips against her soft pink mouth, and brushing his nose with
hers

"You and that nickname..." He said against her lips before going in for the kiss, deep, hungry and
dripping with pent up sexual tension "...will be the end of me" He managed to say before locking
his lips to hers again.

"Good thing I know CPR" She joked in between coming up for air.

He murmured in response squeezing her thighs firmly, still kissing her wildly. Betty grabbed onto
Jughead's wrists and pulled his body forward until it collided with hers. The force caused Betty to
fall back onto her pillows, Jughead tumbled down half on top and half laid out beside her. They
both laughed lightly before the mood turned heavy again with Jughead moving his lips to capture
hers, kissing her passionately. She rewarded his passion with her tongue, dipping it into every
corner of his mouth she could reach, feeling him lean his weight onto her little by little. Propped up
on an elbow Jughead ran his fingertips up her arms, to her shoulders before trialling his hand up her
long neck and burying it in her blonde hair. Betty moaned at the sensation as he grabbed hold,
tugging lightly, never moving his attentive lips from hers. Betty found her hands gripping onto his
back, pawing at the fabric of his sweater, trying to pull the wool up his body

"Off" She commanded breaking their kiss with a growl. Jughead did as he was told, quickly
yanking the sweater off and tossing it blindly behind himself
"That too" She said pointing at his "S" tshirt

"Yes, Ma'am" He smiled pulling the threads off and tossing it to the floor, before returning his
attention to the vision before him, this assertive Betty. Jughead smiled looking her up and down,
noticing her taut nipples through the thin fabric of her top. Jughead felt pleased with himself. He
was the one to bring these qualities out in her, he was the one who caused these reactions within
her, no one else.

Feeling his confidence rising to an all-time high, he dove in cupping both of Betty's breasts in his
hands, squeezing them together lightly before rubbing his thumbs deliberately over both nipples at
the same time. Betty's back arched at the motion as she dropped her head back with a low moan.
Jughead brushed his thumbs back over her raised peaks, circling them as he did so, remembering
her similar amazing reaction from yesterday.

"Juggie" She breathed as he moved his fingers in to tug and pinch at her nipples further, causing
Betty to growl his name again and roll her hips towards him, She had hoisted a leg up to his side in
a desperate attempt to pull his body closer. Jughead hooked his finger into the neckline of her tank
and pulled down

"Off" He mimicked sitting back a bit, allowing her to sit up. Betty's stomach did a flip in response
to the low tone of his voice, hearing him demand things was something Betty never knew she
wanted from Jughead. But there he was, telling her what to do, and she loved it. Betty grabbed the
hem of her top and pulled it up and off her body, tossing it alongside Jughead's discarded clothing.

Betty locked eyes with him, leaning back onto her forearms and smiling brightly. He stayed there,
admiring her naked skin a moment. In the soft light of Betty's bed room, he could fully appreciate
her, noticing freckles, scars and birthmarks that he never knew existed, until tonight. Their hasty
romp in the Blossoms' study didn't lend much in the way of tenderness, though he did get a chance
to take her all in, he wanted more. Jughead wanted to know every tiny little thing about this
beautiful being. He would make it his life's work if she'd let him.

Jughead slid his body in between her legs, leaning his face into her neck, leaving delicate kisses
behind as he travelled down. Betty sighed deeply and tilted her head, granting Jughead access to
her sensitive skin. Her sweet smell filled his senses as he moved his mouth down to Betty's collar
bone, dipping his tongue in before moving his lips down her breasts, to circle his tongue around
each nipple. Betty gasped in delight allowing her body to fall back onto her floral blankets. She
naturally moved her hands to the back of his head pulling him by his hair closer to her chest, lost in
the pleasure of his mouth. Jughead cupped one breast and worked the other with his tongue. He
paid equal attention to each as he listened intently to every glorious hushed moan she made,
piecing together which movements elected with reactions.

Betty was writhing under his touch, losing all ability to form thoughts. Jughead broke away from
her chest and trailed kisses down her stomach, stopping when he reached her flannel pants. He sat
back a moment as he slipped his fingers into the waistband and tugged lightly, looking up at Betty
with a sly grin. She lifted her hips, allowing Jughead to slid the soft fabric off her body, tossing
them with the rest of their unnecessary clothing. Sitting back in awe, Jughead was surprised to find
that Betty wasn't wearing a stitch of underwear. He raised both eyebrows before shaking his head
with an open mouth smile.

"I wasn't expecting that..." He sighed looking back up to Betty.

"I thought I'd take care of a step..." She said with a coy shrug.
 Chapter 10

Jughead growled something under his breath at the sight of Betty's nude body before him as he
leaned forward to place a sensuous kiss on her lips. The move allowed Betty to hoist her naked leg
to his hip and pull him forward. Jughead groaned as she rolled her hips into him. As Betty pressed
herself harder against him she could feel how rigid he was under his jeans, with every sway of her
hips forward she felt him stiffen more and more.

Dying to feel more of Betty's skin and unable to physically take the restraint of his jeans any
longer, he sat back to take them off, causing Betty legs to fall open on either side of him. Jughead
shuffled out of his pants awkwardly, humorously kicking them off his legs by the end. He turned
himself back to her, resuming his position between her thighs. He slowly slid his hands up her
inner legs, keeping his eyes on hers. Jughead continued to the soaked valley in between, grazing
his fingers up her hot wet centre, circling her sweet spot. Betty clasped her hand over her mouth to
keep from crying out as he continued, applying tight circles to her nerve button. Jughead moved up
her body to bury his face in her neck, kissing and sucking on the flesh he found there, all while
keeping his fingers going in a steady and determined rhythm. He whispered poetic words of
adoration against her skin as he felt her begin to come undone. Betty's low moans had turned
breathy, her hips were grinding into him wildly and her hand gripped his wrist in a dire attempt to
keep Jughead's fingers from ever leaving.

"Oh God, Juggie...Don't stop" She moaned into his ear, her moans urging him to increase his
speed. Betty threw her head back as her climax washed over her, sending waves of electricity
through to the pads of her feet. Jughead didn't stop until her body stilled, watching every blissful
second, and deliberately lapping his fingers over her drenched folds. The touch caused Betty to
shutter, as she pulled him to her, planting a wet and dreamy kiss to his lips.

"Holy shit, Jug. Are you sure you don't have any experience doing that?" Betty sighed flopping
back to her pillow.

"Not even a little. You're a pretty good teacher though, I mean, you make it clear that I'm doing it
right" He said to her with a confident smile.

Jughead rested his head on her chest, sandwiched in-between her breasts, watching them rise and
fall as Betty tried to regulate her breathing. She had released his wrist and moved her hands to his
wild black waves, dragging her fingernails lightly over his scalp then running her hands through
his locks causally. Jughead groaned Betty's name under his breath, causing her to do it again, this
time pulling him up to her face as she did so. Holding him by the hair she feverishly kissed him,
slipping her tongue past his lips without a second thought. He willingly met her movements, as
their tongues wrestled for dominance. Jughead moved his body back in between her legs, pressing
himself to her wetness by rolling his hips into her. Betty mewled in reaction as the fabric of his
underwear pressed against her hypersensitive area, she sent her fingers down his back, and to the
waistband of her boxers. Without moving her devoted lips from his, Betty slid her hands down the
sides of his hips, dipping her fingers into the fabric and pushing the cotton down his body.

Springing free, Jughead moved away from her for long enough to toss the garment before returning
to the naked beauty before him. He didn't hesitate to crawling back up Betty's body stopping
briefly at each breast paying specific attention to her nipples by lapping his mouth and tongue over
them lazily before placing a similar kiss to her lips. Betty met each movement with ease, angling
her hips towards him, aching for more. Jughead hovered himself deliberately above her sweetness
as he continued kissing her. Betty whimpered at the distance still between them pawing and
gripping at his hips, trying desperately to pull him into contact with her. Jughead smiled at Betty's
protest as he trailed kisses down her cheek to the nape of her neck, burying his face in her hair.

"Are you trying to tell me something, Betts?" He asked sarcastically with his lips on her ear lobe.
Betty shivered at the low inflection of his voice and whined, thrusting her hips forward and
successfully grazing herself against his tip, which erupted a deep guttural moan from Jughead

"I thought that was painfully obvious, Juggie" She purred moving her delicate hand in between
their bodies, and wrapping her slim fingers around his girth.

"Jesus Betty" Jughead moaned into her neckline, biting onto her shoulder, harder than intended.
Betty ran her fingers up and down his shaft a few times before positioning him in front of her
opening

"Don't we need protection?" concerned Jughead asked

"I'm on the pill" Betty reassured

"You are?" He questioned turning his attention to her eyes

"Yea, after Polly...my mom...never mind...just trust me" Betty shook the thought of anything other
than Jughead right now.

"I trust you," Jughead said without pause. Betty smiled again leaning in to kiss him.

As their lips touched Jughead began to slowly slid himself into Betty, waiting every few moments
to watch her reaction. Betty's head was back, her eyes closed tight, and her mouth gaping open
slightly. She was moaning quietly with each inch he pushed forward and once he was fully
enveloped by her Jughead dropped his forehead to hers, before kissing her deeply causing Betty to
moan against his mouth

"Is this ok?" He asked barely able to annunciate the words. Betty answered Jughead by wrapping
her legs around his waist and hooking her heels together behind him, pulling him deeper into her
folds.

Growling, he instinctively began to slowly rock himself in and out of her, creating an effortless
rhythm that had both of them spinning. Betty met each thrust with her hips, stealing kisses and
longing gazes from him as she dug her nails into his back. Jughead had long since buried his face
in the nape of Betty's neck, kissing and biting at her soft vanilla skin, completely lost in lust.
Breathing in her sent and leaving breathy moans of devotion in her ear, he quickened his pace
eliciting faint high pitched moans out of Betty.

"God, Juggie" Betty breathed against his temple. Unable to respond, Jughead kept up his rhythm,
steadying himself on his for arms, and gripping onto her bedsheets for dear life. With every thrust
forward now she clenched herself around him, realizing that when she did so, Jughead made a
sound that caused her skin to tremble.

"I'm...I don't have much left" Jughead confessed quietly against the slope of her neck, heedlessly
kissing and sucking at her skin.

"It's ok Juggie, I've got you" She purred gripping onto his flesh tighter. Betty's reassurance was all
his ears needed to hear. He pressed his lips to hers as his body stiffened, shaking him from his
most primal core, and causing his lips to paralyze. Jughead released himself into her with a throaty
moan of her name. Dizzy and seeing stars he slouched forward onto Betty, allowing his weight to
lay fully on her for a moment while he tried to gather himself.
"Are you ok?" Betty asked gently after a few moments of stillness, trailing her fingers across his
damp shoulders and arms. She could feel him start to regain control of his breathing next to her ear.
Jughead placed a few soft kisses to her shoulder and neck as he slid himself out of Betty's warm
feminine grip, with a shutter.

"Beyond" Jughead replied looking up into her deep green eyes, Betty smiled brushing the wild
waves from his sweaty brow. Jughead pressed his lips to hers in a tender kiss, packed with all the
emotion still flowing from their melding. He then relaxed his body next to her, tucking his arm
under her pillows and head. He was about to sling a leg over her when Betty got up and moved
over to the strewn clothing on the floor, grabbing Jughead's "S" shirt from the pile

"I'm keeping this," She said pulling the well worn blue cotton over her naked body. Jughead
swallowed a dry lump in his throat at the sight of Betty in his clothing and nodded purposely.
Jughead's treasured garment just barely covered her, the hem sitting gloriously high up on her
thighs. Betty was a vision of blonde and blue, her hair was astray and her skin was still rosy from
their union as she walked back to her bed.

"God damn, please do" Jughead replied, reaching his arms out to her and grabbing at the air
playfully. Betty took hold of his hands allowing Jughead to pull her back to bed. She slid in next to
him leaning into his side and nuzzling into his chest, tangling her legs with his, the comfortable
curves of her body fit into him so perfectly. Jughead wrapped his arms around her shoulders,
pressing his lips to her head. He closed his eyes for a moment and drifted into a very peaceful, very
short sleep.

Betty's extra early alarm woke them at 4 am, announcing the impending doom of Jughead's
morning departure and that Alice would be up soon. Betty whined in protest before turning the
vibrating annoyance off.

"I should probably get up," Jughead said rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He was still tangled up in
Betty and was making no attempt to untwist himself from his blonde vixen. Betty shook her head
no, before burying her face in Jughead's neck, rubbing her lips on him, kissing his skin and biting
down playfully. "Hey now...don't start something you don't intend to finish"

"We've got a bit of time," She said seductively in between kisses to his neck and licks of his ear
lobe. Jughead groaned in response, pushing his hips towards her and moving his hands to the skin
of her lower back, pulling her to him. Betty pushed herself off her bed to straddle Jughead's hips,
leaning in to kiss his lips deeply, hovering herself over his lap.

She slowly lowered herself onto the length of him, rubbing her wet velvet folds over his stiffness.
Jughead growled in disapproval, needing to be inside her. He pushed himself towards her opening,
in a desperate plea to enter her. Betty smiled against his lips, loving the sensation of his member on
her delicate parts. She rolled her hips into him, pushing his tip to her pleasure point, moaning in
delight while she did so. She kissed him passionately before moving her hand in between them and
grabbing ahold of Jughead, positioning him at her centre. She slowly lowered herself around him,
allowing herself time to expand before moving her hips in unison with his thrusts.

This fusion was fast, erratic, desperate, and full of lust. Betty's hands were planted on his chest for
leverage, while Jughead's one hand gripped onto the flesh of her ass. They both didn't last long, and
once Jughead moved his thumb to massage her nerve button, she was done with his release coming
soon after.

Spent and satisfied they fell to her light pink sheets, sweaty and smiling. Hearing a door down the
hall open and close jarred them back into reality. Betty heard the noise move past her room,
knowing by the heavy footsteps that it was pregnant Polly getting up to use their shared bathroom.
"I really hate to cut this short, but I should get back home" He finally spoke in a low whisper to her
ear. Betty squeezed her grip on him tighter, before unwillingly releasing him. Jughead sighed
deeply, mustering up the energy to roll out of her grasp. Finding the minority of his clothing, he
slid them back over his body. He looked back to Betty, still in his shirt, watching him from her
cozy spot in bed.

It seemed that everything Jughead did now, she found sexy. Just watching him collect his things
made her think increasingly naughty thoughts. Jughead found his beanie and shoved it into his
back pocket, which Betty knew was an extremely rare action. He walked back over to Betty,
leaning over to kiss her. She brought her hands up into his hair again, grabbing the back tight,
twisting her tongue with his. This was a long, drawn-out and passionate kiss, that neither of them
wanting to separate from.

"I'll see you in a few hours?"

"Yes please" Betty said between kisses

"I'll pick you up for school?" Jughead smile at her, noticing her erect nipples through his favourite
shirt. Jughead felt himself stiffen instantly at the sight. He swallowed hard, holding everything in
his body back from pouncing on her again. Knowing that if he didn't leave now, he never would.

"Yes please" She repeated sweetly, noticing his dilated pupils.

"God you're amazing, Betty Cooper," He said kissing her again. She hummed in response as he
palmed her breasts through the fabric of his shirt, completely enthralled with her.

"Now who's starting something they don't intend to finish?" She moaned, placing her hands over
his and pressing them harder to her chest

"You're right! I've got to go, or I'll never make it home" Jughead said kissing her one last time
before moving to her window. "Last night was...Mind-blowing"

"It really was," She said, blowing a kiss his direction as he disappeared down the ladder.
 Chapter 11
Chapter Notes

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Jughead made it into the home office he was calling his bedroom just before Fred got up for his
morning shower. He had forgotten how early construction started and made a note not to cut it so
close next time.

Jughead replayed the night in his head, on a loop, like a highlight reel with a mischievous grin

"Next time," he said aloud, before drifting off, waking up hours later to Archie banging on his
door, yelling about having to leave early for some shit or another.

"I'm up! I'll see you at school" Jughead yelled back, turning over, contemplating going back to
sleep. Allowing his thoughts to run back to his girl next door, Jughead got up, realizing he didn't
have time to do anything other than get dressed before having to pick Betty up. He pulled together
some clothing, also realizing he needed to do laundry.

~~~

Meanwhile that morning, Betty rolled over to turn off the alarm she'd set to beat her mothers
morning ritual of busting into her bedroom, unannounced.

Betty buried her face in the pillow that held her paramour's head just a few hours ago, breathing in
the faint but distinct smell of his hair. She tossed herself onto her back, staring at the ceiling,
replaying the events of their night together. She felt a warm throb between her legs as she pondered
the details, slowly getting herself up and out of bed. She chose her school clothes, realizing she was
running out of high collar options.

'Could I pull off a scarf? Sure, But should I?' She shook her head with a frown, knowing Kev and
Ron would call her out on it instantly if she dared. Instead, she found a sweater that would do.

Betty grabbed a towel and headed for her bathroom. She turned the shower on, letting the hot water
run as she slipped out Jughead's T-shirt. She examined her skin in the mirror, smiling at the faint
bruise above her hip, the bite mark on her shoulder and the multiple red marks on her neckline.
Betty was thankful they were low enough to cover up, because if they weren't, sweet Jesus, they'd
both be in shit. She stepped into the shower, adjusting the water quickly. Standing under the steady
flow, she allowed the hot water to soothe her tired muscles.

Betty expected to be more shore, but her body felt like it did after sweating in cheer practice when
Cheryl was in a particularly destructive mood. Inside, however, she felt different. The fact that
they'd shared this experience with each other made her chest tighten with excitement. Jughead had
opened the flood gates within her, exposing Betty to the feeling of losing herself in him. She
thought about the way their bodies fit together, the tender words Jughead whispered for her ears
only, and how much more of him she wanted. She felt that familiar throb below, turning her face
towards the shower stream

"Pull it together, woman" She mumbled to herself as she finally began her shower routine.

By the time she was ready Polly and Alice were already at the breakfast table. Alice had her face
buried in her paper, black coffee still scorching in front of her
"Morning" Betty beamed pouring herself some juice, before putting bread in the toaster

"Good Morning, Elizabeth," Alice said pleasantly, not removing her eyes from the words in front
of her.

Betty looked at her sister, to find her grinning wide. Polly caught her eye and Betty smiled back
wider. Polly raised her brows in question, and Betty nodded back, communicating through a
language only sisters and close friends could understand. Polly clasped her hands over her heart as
Betty's toast popped. She slapped some peanut butter on each slice before finishing her juice.

"I've got a deadline for the Blue and Gold so I have to leave early. Polly, can I borrow those brown
boots from last year?" Betty wanted to tell her big sister everything, just...later. Her mind was set
on getting out the door as fast as humanly possible, for multiple reasons. Seeing Jughead again
being the most pressing.

"Sure Betty, they're in the hall closet I think"

"Thanks Poll, I'll talk to you later," Betty said with a knowing wink on her way to the closet.

Grabbing the boots and her coat, Betty slipped them on as she headed for the front door, gathering
the rest of her belongings before turning back to her family with a wave. Betty was fumbling with
her effects as she stepped out onto the porch. Nearly dropping everything as Jughead walked up the
front steps.

"Hey there, beautiful. Need a hand?" His voice caused her to drop her backpack and nearly lose the
toast she had clenched precariously in her front teeth. Jughead picked her bag off the deck "a little
jumpy this morning?" He asked sweetly as she turned to look at him. Betty smiled, his presence
instantly calming her jittery nerves. She grabbed the toast out of her mouth with a bite

"I'm just trying to put as much distance as I can between my mom and I. She's like a bloodhound."
Betty said chewing down her breakfast, quickly handing the other piece to Jughead. He ate the
toast in record time, as he watched Betty gather herself. Jughead extended his hand to her as he
slung Betty's backpack over his shoulder.

"You don't have to carry that, Jug," She said grabbing his hand eagerly

"I know" He stated simply.

They walked hand in hand, talking lightly on route to Riverdale High. Their conversations had
always come naturally, and needless to say, the events of their night together didn't change this
fact. Thinking this, Jughead felt his stomach twist up, happy to be in love with his best friend.

They stopped at Betty's locker first and wondered arm in arm down the next hall to his. As
Jughead took his jacket off and hung it into his locker, Betty noticed a red hickey below his ear,
she grazed her fingertips over it lightly, feeling a slight tinge of pride

"Sorry about this Jug, I should have been more careful. I got carried away"

"Don't ever apologize for getting carried away like that. I like it, it's a physical reminder of our
night together"

"You're not embarrassed that people will see it?" Jughead shut his locker door and looked at Betty,
eyebrow raised puzzled

"Why? People will think what they want to think. And who cares? All I know is I'm yours and I
don't care who else knows it" Jughead said with conviction stepping in and kissing her firmly on
the lips.

The move took Betty by surprise, after all, they were in front of his locker and the whole school
had flooded into the hall before the first bell. She felt bashful and she tried to pull back, not
wanting to draw attention to themselves. But Jughead wasn't having any of it. With his lips still on
hers, he stepped forward causing Betty to stumble back into his locker with a metallic thud. He
leaned onto his arm that he'd rested near her shoulder as he pulled his lips away, keeping her gaze
close

"What's wrong?" He asked noticing her uneasiness.

Taking in his features Betty shook her head while giving herself a mini pep talk: 'Listen, Bitch,
don't let your stupid insecurities get in the way like he said "who cares"

"Nothing's wrong," She said confidently, giving into the charge between them and wrapping her
arms around his back, pressing her lips passionately to his. His tongue slid across her lip as his
other hand slipped into her back denim pocket, squeezing lightly. Betty moaned quietly at the
feeling of his grip, tangling her tongue with his.

For a moment it was just the two of them, their warm familiar bodies pressed together, the buzz of
their peers fading into the background like tv static white noise. Jughead wanted to stay like this all
day but their approaching friends snapped them both back into the real world.

"Bravo!!" Kevin clapped from a few steps away as he and Veronica interrupted their moment,
moving towards the couple. Betty buried her face in Jughead's chest, a dark blush crossing her
cheeks.

"Dear God, don't stop on account of us. I mean, I can barely breathe. That was fantastic!" Kevin
continued fanning himself, both shocked and excited.

"This isn't a peep show, Kevin" Jughead joked not moving his grip from Betty.

"Well then, maybe don't make-out in the hallway? Maybe don't suck face in front of the whole
school? But like I said, please...don't stop...continue" Kevin bantered back, resting his fist under his
chin with a captivated look on his face

"Reel it in Tiger," Veronica eased tugging on the back of Kevin's shirt lightly "Let's give these
fresh love birds a break"

"Fine, fine. But my original comment still stands, Bravo!"

Jughead smirked pulling away to look at Betty. She was smiling bashfully, keeping her eyes fixed
on him. The bell rang giving them the perfect out, Betty kissed him on the cheek quickly

"I'll see you in Biology," Jughead said retuning the gesture to her cheek, accompanied by a firm
squeeze of her ass, before turning Betty towards her friends.

~~~

Hours later in Biology, Betty promptly sat next to Jughead before Archie could, forcing him to
willingly sit with Veronica. As the class continued, Betty found her eyes and attention fixed on
Jughead. Captivated with watching his facial features, his long fingers typing notes into his
computer, the rise and fall of his breath, she was completely and utterly absorbed. She'd never had
her mind clouded like this before, she felt as though nothing was as important as being close to him
was. The class blew by in a flash, with the bell buzzing Betty out of her daydreams. The gang
walked together to the cafeteria for lunch. But in the hallway Jughead grabbed Betty by the arm,
holding her behind.

"We'll meet you guys there, we have to drop off a hard copy of tomorrow's paper with Weatherbee"
He lied, the gang nodded and moved on, chatting amongst themselves on rout the dining hall.

Jughead slipped his hand into Betty's and led them towards the Blue and Gold office, he rounded
the corner to find Dilton and Ethel inside editing. Deaking out as quickly as they arrived he went
for plan B, his former home. That forgotten closet under a lesser-used stairway.

"Jughead, what's going on?" Betty asked as he opened the closet door. Looking over his shoulder to
make sure no one was around, he shoved Betty inside the small dark room, following closely
behind. Jughead found the small string that dangled from the soft white light bulb and clicked it on.

"Jug, what's going on?" She asked again

"Do you honestly think you can stare at me like that all class and there wouldn't be repercussions?"
He asked grabbing Betty's backpack and dropping it next to him, losing his messenger bag
alongside. Jughead stepped towards her, causing Betty to bump into a shelving unit "You think you
can just sit there being all sexy, chewing on that..that damn pen, twirling your hair around your
finger, rubbing your foot up my fucking leg and it wouldn't drive me crazy?" He finished pulling
his beanie off and tossing it next to their bags.

With a smile Betty opened her mouth to explain, but there was no time. Jughead's lips silenced her
immediately. Betty took every opportunity she got to run her hands through his hair, tugging on
thick hand fulls as Jughead deepened their kiss, pushing his tongue past her lips. He slid his hands
under her shirt reaching them up her back, fingers fumbling with her bra clasp, successfully
unhooking it. Without wasting a moment he moved his hands to her front, cupping both breasts in
his hands, thumbing her nipples as he did so, causing Betty to moan against his mouth

"Jesus Jughead, what's gotten into you?" She asked, as her breath hitched.

He continued to caress her chest as he answered "I thought that was painfully obvious, Betts"

She giggled at Jughead's use of her words from the night prior, dropping her head back with a
growl as he flicked his thumbs and for fingers over her already raised peeks

"Touché" Betty mumbled breathlessly moving her hands to his face, cupping either side of his jaw
before pressing her lips to his deeply

"I don't know if I'll ever be able to keep my hands off you now..." He confessed in between kisses

"Good." Betty declared dryly "I want your hands on me, as often as possible" She finished, her
tone dripping with lust. Betty moved her hands down his chest, moving lower to his waistline but
just as she reached her destination he grabbed her hands, stacking them together over her head, and
wrapped a large hand over both her wrists, pinning them in place.

With a fresh dose of excitement rushing through her she pouted playfully against his lips, before
planting a long hard kiss to them. Jughead slid his other hand to her jeans, popping the button, and
pulling the zipper down quickly. He pushed the denim over her hips, allowing gravity to do the rest
of the work. With her jeans around her ankles, Jughead slipped his hand over her already moist
underwear, kneading her with his palm and fingers. Betty let out a low growl trying to shimmy her
hands out of his grasp. Jughead tightened his grip as he teased her, hooking a finger into the elastic
 of her panties and following the outline, but never touching her skin. Betty groaned in protest,
thrusting her hips towards his hand. Jughead planted a heavy kiss to her lips as he pulled the damp
black lace down her legs, letting them fall around her knees. Betty coiled her tongue with his as she
tried to wiggle out of his hold again, desperate to pull him close. Jughead slid two fingers into her
slickness, causing Betty to gasp a breathy moan, instinctively trying to grab onto him. He tightened
his grip on her wrists once again

"Juggie...let me touch you" She pleaded giving him her best puppy dog eyes, convinced he'd fall
for the nickname and her distracting ways. Jughead ignored her, continuing to drag his fingers
lazily through her wetness

"Jug...please" She whined again

"No," He said simply, dipping his fingers in deeper and feeling himself getting lost within her yet
again

"Com' on Juggie, why not?" She moaned rolling her hips onto his hand

"Because, this time it's just about you" He finished looking into her deep green, lust-filled eyes.
Jughead kissed her deeply as his fingers began to roll her pleasure point in tight firm circles,
erupting loud moans from Betty's throat. He slipped his middle finger into her center and moved
his thumb to her nerve button applying pressure to it as he slid his finger in and out of her folds.
The change sent Betty into overdrive. She completely forgot everything, she lost control of all of
her senses. This felt different from before, she began to unravel as quickly as she did earlier that
morning when she was on top of him. Betty's moans of approval became louder and frantic,
Jughead tried to silence her cries with his lips as she writhed under his hand. He felt her tighten
around him as her orgasm crashed over her, shaking Betty from her depths. Once the after the
shock subsided Jughead removed his lips and fingers from his contented girlfriend. Betty's eyes
fluttered open to meet his clear blues, mischief still laying behind them. Jughead moved the fingers
he'd just used to completely unravel Betty up to his mouth, cleaning her sweetness off of them with
a dramatic pop from his lips.

Betty's mouth dropped open and she smiled, trying to wiggle out of his grip once more. This time
Jughead granted her wish letting her wrists go. Her hands dropped immediately to the collar of his
flannel pulling his lips to hers for a chaste kiss. Betty could taste what she assumed was herself on
his tongue, which she found incredibly sexy.

"Now look who's full of surprises" Betty exclaimed still pressed against his lips.

"You have this insane effect on me, Betty Copper." Jughead said has he helped Betty straighten
herself out, scooping his crown off the ground and placing it back in its rightful place.

"The feeling is mutual, Jughead Jones" She replied with an honest smile.

After checking to make sure the coast was clear the couple exited their new secret rendezvous
spot. They were able to make a quick appearance at the lunch table with the gang before the bell
rang. It was clear to Betty and Jughead that their friends didn't buy their story, but neither of them
tried to lie their way out of it.

Chapter End Notes

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 Chapter 12
Chapter Summary

...I just want them to have nice things. You know...like each other...

~~~

He knew both Betty and Archie had a practice that afternoon so he took the quiet opportunity to
work on his new article for the school paper. Jughead had parted ways with Betty after school as
she met up with Veronica before cheer practice. He then walked back home and let himself into
the Andrew's silent dwelling.

In the kitchen he found a note from Fred, saying he'd be in Greendale working late tonight and to
order pizza for dinner with the twenties tucked under the note pad. Jughead stuck the cash to the
fridge with one of the magnets that occupied the door and texted Archie knowing he'd not been
home since this morning.

"Fred's working late. He left pizza money but I'm meeting Betty at Pop's"

"Good, I'll be out late with Ronnie. If you see my dad, cover for me?"

"Sure thing, pal"

Jughead then settled into his chair at the kitchen island and opened his laptop, determined to do
something productive with his time. Knowing full well that he'd likely be distracted later.

~~~

Betty pulled her sweater off and fished her practice uniform out of her gym locker.

"B, is that a bite mark?" Veronica asked with a sly smirk, noticing the few marks that'd been
covered up all day.

Betty smiled looking at the floor briefly, before pulling her River Vixen shirt on over her head.

"Betts, what aren't you telling me?!" Veronica asked candidly, waiting for her friend to spill the
beans.

"It IS a bite mark" Betty confessed.

"How did you get it?" Ronnie asked, though she was fairly sure knew the answer.

"Jughead"

"Yes...and..."

"And what?"

"And he was hungry? And he just up and bit you? And it happened while you were making out?
And it happened during sex? And how?!" Ronnie clarified folding her clothes into her locker.
"I'll tell you after practice"

"B, you cannot tease me like that. Answer me this, did you do the deed?"

Betty smiled turning to her friend "We did"

Veronica's eyes grew wide "I will need all the details, of course," She explained with joy on he face

"Ok, V. After practice"

~~~

Cheryl was in a bitter mood, so the vixens suffered a relentless practice, full of new choreography
and a shit-storm of unnecessary yelling. Once Cheryl was finished with her reign of terror Betty
and Veronica gathered their things and made their way from the gym towards the courtyard.

"Now, tell me everything," Veronica said hooking her arm with Betty's.

Betty hadn't stopped smiling since lunch, grinning throughout the rest of her classes and into cheer
practice. Cheryl had even bitched her out halfway through for her "dazed dopey grin." But even
Cheryl's curt words couldn't wipe the smile from Betty's face.

Betty checked the time on her phone, she had plans to meet Jughead at Pop's for dinner but still had
plenty of time to talk with her best girlfriend.

"You seem very smitten, can I assume he was worth the wait?" Ronnie finished.

"So worth it," Betty replied "it was incredible."

"Really?!"

"Truly Veronica, incredible"

"That's not something you hear too often after the first time"

"It was better than I had anticipated. It felt so natural. It wasn't awkward, it just felt right."

"Well, That's more than I can say for my first time."

"With Archie?" Betty inquiered

"Oh god no, we're not there yet. Archie is a bit too keen, so I'm pumping the breaks. No, my first
time was at a party in New York last summer, with some random disposable. It was, in fact,
awkward, fast and painful. But nevertheless, onwards and upwards" Veronica said with her head
held high and a perfectly groomed eyebrow raised.

"That's a shame V"

"Oh, Don't be silly Betts, if we let every disappointing man get us down we'd never get
anywhere,"

Betty smiled lightly and nodded. She felt lucky that her first-time story didn't have a drop of
disappointment in it.

"Archie tells me that Jughead has never had a girlfriend? And that he's never shown interest in
girls? 'Avoided girls like the plague' were Archie's exact words, I believe. What do you think
changed Jughead's mind?" Veronica asked. Betty furrowed her brow a moment not knowing the
answer herself.

"Betts?"

"I, I don't really know what changed his mind..." She confessed.

"You should ask him," Veronica said as they pushed through the courtyard doors.

Betty nodded, making note of the question. Once outside the girls selected their favourite table,
sitting in the crisp afternoon sun.

"I want him so much, Ronnie...like, it's really bad. We just had sex this morning and then we
fooled around at lunch and still, he's all I'm thinking about" Betty blurted out quickly.

Veronica grinned wide, scrunching her nose up "I knew you were lying," She scolded shaking a
manicured finger at Betty.

"Wanting like this is normal, Betty Dear. Some people call it the 'honeymoon phase' others call it
'infatuation' I like to call it 'New Love'. It's fresh and exciting, and for you, it's with a life long
friend. This is truly rare, Once in a lifetime. Ride that wave."

Betty shrugged coyly, not fully appreciating how special the bond between her and Jughead was
until Ronnie pointed it out. But those naggy insecure demons kept pulling at her weaknesses. 'What
had changed? Was she just something to pass time with? To experiment with? To get distracted
with? Why now? Why her?'

Veronica must have seen the inquisitive look on Betty's face "B, what's wrong? You went from
glowing to sulking in a flash?"

"I don't know why he chose me." Betty sighed simply.

Veronica's face turned serious, red starting to flush her cheeks in defence of her friend. She shook
her head in disbelief

"He chose you because you're amazing Betty Cooper. Of all the people in Riverdale, he chose to let
you in. JUST you. Jughead chose you because he loves you"

"He's never said that"

"Can't you feel it?"

Betty pondered the thought a moment. She did know Jughead loved her. Every time they kissed
she felt it with every morsel of her being. It poured out of him, unrestrained, directly into her. But
the fact that Betty loved him back wasn't something she expected to happen so quickly.

"Do you love him?" Ronnie clarified. Betty nodded happily back to her. "That'a Girl"

~~~

Later at Pop's, Betty and Jughead occupied their favourite table, sitting close together on the same
side of the booth, as usual. They'd just finished their meals when Betty turned her attention to
Jughead and spoke up.

"Jug, can I ask you something?"

"Anything" He replied quickly.

Betty paused "I don't know how to phrase this...um, so, how come you've never had a girlfriend?
What's changed? I mean, why now?" She mumbled, stumbling over her words.

Jughead sighed turning his body towards hers. He picked up her hands, feeding his fingers through
hers before resting them in his lap. Jughead smiled as he looked into her eager green eyes

"Betts, my feelings for you didn't just happen overnight. I knew from the moment I met you that
you were special and that you were important. Even as a kid, I knew you were different. You set
the standard. No one else has ever compared." He paused, feeling liberated he continued

"I always thought you'd end up with Archie, and I thought I was ok with just being your friend.
But, this past summer I realized, he didn't see you, as I do. He didn't care for you, as I do. After we
saw Polly at the Sisters of Quiet Mercy, I was going to tell you how I've felt for all these years,"
He shifted his stare from Betty's eyes to her lips and back before continuing

"Instead, I thought I'd show you," Jughead waited a moment before he leaned forward and pressed
his lips to hers. This kiss was tender, compassionate and kind. Very unlike the hard, needy ones
they'd exchanged at lunch.

"And when you kissed me back," He paused again, smiling against her lips "I knew, no one else
would ever do"

Betty's heart burst open, accompanied by a deep feeling of heavy regret. Pulling back, her eyes
fluttered open to meet Jughead's clear blues.

"I feel like such a fool for chasing Archie as I did." She confessed with sadness. Jughead sat back
slightly waiting for her to continue.

"I became what everyone thought I was. The perfect girl crushing on her life long friend, her
childhood neighbour. The cheerleader and the quarterback. I always knew deep down we weren't
right for each other. I'm not perfect Jughead, but Archie thinks I am. They all want me to be
perfect, and I'm not. Everyone has always had this unattainable expectation of me, and for
whatever reason, I actually try to achieve them," Betty hesitated, expecting Jughead to chime in,
but instead, he just listened.

"You are the only person who's never forced me to be someone I'm not. You're the only person
who has ever truly accepted me, just as I am, flaws and all. I'm sorry it took me so long to realize
I'd been chasing after the wrong life long friend. You are one in a million, Jughead Jones. I just
wish I wasn't blind for all those years" Betty finished brining her sweater covered wrist to dab the
tears welling up in her eyes.

"Nah, Betts...don't do that. I'm sorry I didn't say or do something sooner. I should have, I was just
so god damn scared. But we're here now and we won't waste any more time." Jughead leaned in
pressing his forehead to Betty's, breathing with her for a moment.

"I think you're just the best fucking thing," He said trying to lift her spirits, achieving a light
chuckle from Betty.

He raised his hands to cup her face running his thumbs over Betty's cheeks, collecting any escaped
moisture. Betty leaned her body forward connecting her lips to Jughead's. She grabbed onto the
collar of his green flannel, pulling him harder against her lips. Jughead hummed his approval as she
grazed her tongue across his, pulling his lip in between her teeth lightly
"Should we get ice cream to-go?" Jughead asked with a sly grin.

With a similar smile Betty nodded enthusiastically "And take it back to your place?" She
suggested.

Jughead smiled, thankful that the Andrews' home was empty.

"Sure, Betts"

The walk home only took a few short blocks. Monday nights were generally quiet, but tonight
Riverdale lay almost silent as they walked up the Andrews steps. Once inside Jughead walked their
dessert to the freezer before kicking off his shoes and shedding his sheepskin jacket.

Completely familiar with her surroundings Betty slipped off her wool pea coat and hung it on the
hooks near the door. She came around the corner to meet Jughead in the hall.

"Wanna give me the grand tour?" Betty joked, Jughead rolled his eyes at her, knowing she'd been
in the Andrews' residence just as many times as he had "Seriously, I don't think I've seen your room
yet"

Jughead smirked "There's not much to see, but it's upstairs," He said leading the way up the long
staircase.

Once inside Betty sat on the edge of the futon couch in Jughead's temporary bedroom. She had
only been in Jughead's bedroom once when they were kids and he was still living at home. He'd
been sick from school, and keener Betty took it upon her young self to bring him his homework
and cookies she'd made.

As she looked around the office he was now calling home she noticed slight touches of her
boyfriend here and there. Two movie posters clearly stolen from The Twilight tacked to the wall, a
stack of his favourite well-used books on his bedside table with a picture of young Jughead and
JellyBean propped up against them, his familiar clothing in a pile near a stack of Blue and Gold
hard copies collecting dust in a corner. Betty looked to Jughead sitting at the computer desk,
scouring through movie options on his laptop.

"How about 'The Big Sleep' with Lauren Bacall and Humphrey Bogart?"

"A little film noir never hurts" Betty agreed, scooting back on the laid out futon until she made
contact with the cold wall behind her.

Jughead set up and started the movie, taking his place next to Betty on his bed. She leaned her
body into his side, tucking her toes under his legs. As Jughead slung his arm over Betty's shoulders
and pulled her close as the starting credits began to roll.

Paying the movie no mind, Betty nuzzled her lips against Jughead's neck, breathing him in as she
slid her hand up his inner thigh. She placed a few light kisses to his neck before she drew his skin
in between her teeth lightly causing him to jump in surprise.

"Pay attention, Cooper. There are important...stuff...and things...going on...in the movie." Jughead
stuttered as Betty continued her assault on his neck.

"In the end, Bogart misses the shot"

"...ruiner..." Jughead joked breathlessly, dropping his head back to expose more skin to her with a
groan.
Betty trailed kisses up to his ear and across his jaw, before moving her lips against his. With their
tongues sliding together, like a well-practiced dance Jughead sighed against her mouth, dropping a
hand to the small of her back and slipping it under her sweater, coaxing her towards his lap.

Betty hesitated remembering that Jughead's bedroom door was still wide open before she threw
caution to the wind and a leg over his lap to straddle him. Once above him, she moved her hands
under his flannel, pushing the soft fabric off his shoulders. He shimmed the unwanted clothing off,
tossing it away. Betty grabbed the hem of her light blue sweater and pulled it up and over her head
in one graceful motion before planting her lips heavy on his again

Like a moth to the flame Jughead moved his hands to her breasts in an instant, squeezing them
lightly, and dipping his fingers into the soft cups, his fingertips grazing over Betty's already pert
nipples, the movement erupting a low moan from Betty's throat. Jughead moved his hands to her
back and unclipped her bra, hooking his fingers in the straps, encouraging them off her shoulders.
The delicate garment fell in between them, before Betty pushed it out of the way, rolling her hips
against his lap in approval. She placed a sultry kiss to his mouth as she pawed at the hem of his T-
shirt trying to yank it over his head. Jughead removed his hands from Betty's chest for long enough
for Betty to pull his shirt off, his beloved crown tumbling along with it. Betty grabbed hold of his
dense hair as her lips continued their desperate push and pull with his.

"I want you so much, Juggie" She purred against his lips. Jughead shuttered in delight, feeling the
remaining blood from his head rush below as he continued to fondle her breasts, kissing her
passionately.

"Say that again" He commanded hoarsely locking his eyes with hers, Betty smiled keeping her
eyes fixed on his she reached her hands in between their bodies and slowly undid Jughead's pants

"I want you, Juggie" She repeated in a breathy whisper. Jughead groaned, planting his lips on her,
digging his nails into the flare of her waist, meeting every roll of Betty's hips with his own.

Jughead copied Betty's motion by popping the button on her jeans before sliding his hand in
between her thighs, rubbing this palm against her sex roughly. Betty mewled as she ran her hands
across the plains for his chest, kissing him wildly.

Breaking away from his lips Betty moved her body back and grabbed onto the waistline of
Jughead's pants and boxers, pulling them both down his body and tossing them to the ground.
Jughead watched at full attention as she got up and closed his bedroom door, before turning back to
him and leisurely removing her jeans, standing before him in just her underwear.

Betty crawled up Jughead's body like an animal stalking her prey. His breath caught as she stopped
at his groin, lightly moving her fingertips up from his base to circle his tip before fully grabbing
ahold of him. Betty kept her eyes on her lover as she began a steady rhythm, watching him and
listening intently to every guttural growl that escaped his lips.

"Holy Shit..." He moaned dropping his head back, allowing her to take full control of him. Jughead
moved one hand from gripping his bedsheets to Betty's head, tugging loose the elastic holding her
pristine blonde ponytail in place. Betty's locks fell over her shoulders as he slipped the bright pink
elastic over his wrist. Jughead ran his fingers through her tresses grabbing a thick handful of
golden blonde.

Betty moved her hands against him with a tenacious tempo before taking him fully into her mouth.
She sloppily drug her tongue up and down his length causing Jughead's hips to buck recklessly off
of his bed.
"B-Betty..." He whined as she upped the speed, her mouth and hands working in perfect harmony,
beaconing him to the brink of insanity. Moments later Jughead's climax shattered through his body
like a shock wave, as Betty's mouth eagerly accepted his offering. Betty continued to clean him dry
before releasing him, the sudden departure of her lips causing Jughead to grumble lowly.

"Com'mer" He growled, tugging Betty to his lips by her hair. Betty moaned at his force, loving the
confidence in his tone. Jughead planted his lips firmly on hers, as he moved both hands to her hips,
grabbing onto them tightly.

Before Betty knew it Jughead had flipped her onto her back, pinning her against the mattress with
his body. She let out a yelp in delight before relaxing below him, grappling her limbs around his
body.
 Chapter 13
Chapter Notes

See the end of the chapter for notes

Jughead buried his face in Betty's neck nipping at her skin, trailing kisses down to her shoulders,
paying gentle attention to the bite mark he'd left behind the night before. He felt a slight pull of
satisfaction from the teeth marks he'd left in her tender skin as he traveled lower capturing her
nipples in-between his lips, each in turn. Betty moaned loudly, clasping her hands over her mouth
in surprise.

"Sorry" She gasped through her fingers

"We're home alone Betts, remember?" Jughead replied looking up at her through his loose waves
as he continued to drag his fingers and tongue across her firm peaks.

"R-right..right...that's r-right..sure...yea..." She mumbled, watching Jughead continue his

captivating assault on her breasts before he travelled even lower, kissing across her stomach. His
dark hair tickled her ribs as he dipped his tongue into her belly button. He sat back just enough to
curl his fingers in the soft lace of her underwear, pulling the last barrier down and off her body.

Jughead wrapped his long fingers around her ankles, before sliding his hands up Betty's legs
pushing her knees apart, until they fell loose at his sides. Betty never took her eyes off of him as he
continued his journey upwards. Jughead leaned in and pressed his lips to her inner thighs, laying
hot kisses on her skin, slowly working his way up until Betty felt his breath on her centre.

Jughead lingered there looking up at her. He wasn't looking for permission, he knew he had it,
rather just to take at the moment. Half wanting to hit pause and write down exactly the way she
looked at him. Betty's hooded deep green pools locked on his, golden blonde waves ascus around
her face, lips and skin rosy from rough fevered kisses. Jughead wanted to immortalize these
moments with her, but Betty was done waiting.

"Jug, Please! You're driving me crazy...do something" She pleaded with a playful whine, pulling at
his shoulders. Jughead gave his head a good hard shake, Betty's voice snapping him out of his own
head, and back into their moment.

"I'm sorry Betts, you're just so beautiful, I got lost for a second" He confessed lightly as he obeyed
her, moving his face closer and pinning her hips down under his hands.

Jughead would be lying if he said he hadn't done any research since he and Betty became serious,
but he still didn't have the slightest idea what he was doing. The information gathered from peers
and the Internet didn't really paint a clear picture. So instead he compiled all the information that
her body had given him so far and went with his gut.

Jughead nuzzled his face into the drenched valley between her thighs, lapping his tongue from her
centre to her pleasure point, applying more pressure to her sensitive bundle. Betty moaned loudly,
angling her hips closer to his mouth, her heels digging into his shoulder blades.

Jughead soon found their rhythm, obeying every breathy moan and hushed command that escaped
her lips as she gripped onto his hair, pulling him closer to her depths until Jughead could barely
breathe. As Jughead's tongue continued to lavish her silken folds, Betty's low moans of approval
became more frantic and high pitched, signalling that she was close.
"Jughead" Betty growled lowly, which caused Jughead to moan in reply, the vibrations of his voice
against her sensitive parts sent her into throws of pure bliss almost instantly, unleashing her juices
all over his mouth. Jughead gathered as much as he could, loving her sweet-salty taste.

He looked up to Betty, brushing his hair from in front of his eyes and whipping his mouth with the
back of his hand, as she lay before him panting. Her hands were still twisted up in his hair but as
Betty's breathing calmed, so did her grip on his locks. Jughead took the opportunity to move up her
body to the slope of her neck kissing her skin aimlessly

"That was amazing" He whispered against the shell of her ear.

Betty felt that familiar throb below as she answered: "You're telling me." She purred hooking her
heels around his waist.

Jughead pressed himself to her wetness causing Betty to rock her hips against his rigid member.
She moved her hands to his face, cupping his jawline with delicate hands. He leaned forward
capturing her lips with his again, kissing her hard and heavy while moving his hips along with hers.
Without warning he aligned himself with her centre and pushed forward forcefully, entering her
folds fully in one solid thrust. Betty cried out in pleasure gripping onto his shoulders

"Are you ok?" He asked breathlessly rocking himself slowing in and out of her. Betty nodded
digging her heels into his backside, pulling him impossibly closer.

"Yes, Juggie" She moaned meeting each movement with her hips, clenching her swollen muscles
around him with each thrust. Betty gripped onto his back tightly, dragging her nails down
Jughead's skin causing the most exhilarating combination of pain and pleasure to course
throughout him.

Jughead tried to slow and steady himself, wanting to say within her thighs as long as possible, but
Betty wasn't playing fair. How did she know how to do these things? The words she was moaning
into his ear were enough to completely unravel him, never mind that thing she was doing to his
cock. He stopped abruptly, causing Betty to whine in protest.

"Please...Jughead...com' on" She pleaded, tightening her legs around his waist and rocking her hips
against him. The slight friction and the crack in her pleading voice nearly did him in. Instead, by
some miracle force, Jughead thrust himself into her again, falling into a rapid cadence within her,
causing Betty to nearly screaming his name. Jughead captured any further sounds she made with
his lips as he kept a frantic rhythm with her. She inched her legs up his sides more, deepening each
thrust he made. Betty could see he was close. Jughead had his eyes squeezed tight, his lips fell flat
against hers and his groans became faint sighs.

Betty clenched herself around him as tightly as she could, whispering against his neck "I'm yours"
undoing him completely. Jughead released himself with a full-body shudder, stiffening and
relaxing all in one magnificent moment. He slouched forward, connecting his forehead with hers,
trying to catch his breath.

Jughead placed a dreamy messy kiss to Betty's lips before slipping out of her and throwing himself
onto his back. Hitting the sheets with a dramatically heavy sigh, erupting a light chuckle out of
Betty beside him.

"I blame you, Cooper" He joked dropping his forearm over his eyes, extending his other arm out to
Betty, beaconing her towards him with a wave. He inhaled and exhaled with a deliberate rhythm as
Betty slid her body next to him, laying her head on his chest and tucking her arm around him. She
hitched a leg up his hip draping the long limb across his naked body.
"I accept that" She giggled as she listed to his still rapid heartbeat. "You have this insane effect on
me, Jughead Jones"

Jughead smiled at her, his clever little vixen. He squeezed his arm around Betty tighter before
sliding his fingers into her hair, messaging her scalp gently.

~~~

Hearing the front door open and shut jarred them out of their post union cuddle fest. Jughead heard
Archie talking to Vegas downstairs as he pulled Betty tighter against his side. She'd been laying on
his chest for nearly an hour as they relaxed, talking occasionally but mostly just enjoying being
close and calm.

"Jug?!!" Archie yelled up the stairs "JUGHEAD?!!?" He called out again.

With a sigh Jughead trailed his fingers across her arm and back, gently slipping them into her hair
again. "If I don't go say hi to Arch, he'll burst in here. I'll get that ice cream while I'm down there
though " He said sweetly

Betty looked up at him with a smile "Sounds great, maybe we can try watching that movie?" She
joked as she rolled out of his grip.

Jughead got up and quickly pulled the blankets up to cover Betty's still naked body.

"Don't move." He commanded pulling his pants and shirt back on. He scanned the room, unable to
spot his crown

"Dude?! Are you home?!?" Archie screamed, sounding much closer than before

"Yea! I'll be right down" Jughead yelled back rolling his eyes deciding to forgo his beanie.

"Is it bad?" He asked pleadingly. Betty smiled, noting the uneasiness on his face as he tried to fix
his tangled tresses.

Betty sighed, giving an uneasy nod "Kinda"

Jughead shrugged slightly defeated. He inhaled deeply before slipping out the door.

~~~

He bounced down the stairs and rounded the corner into the kitchen to find Archie at the fridge,
grabbing a drink.

"Hey, man," Jughead said as he entered, quickly grabbing two spoons from the drawer. "How was
your date with Riverdale's raven-haired princess?"

Archie turned to greet his friend "It was ok, how was dinner with Riverdale's Hitchcock blonde?"

"Good, She's upstairs. We're watching a movie, I just came down for ice cream" Jughead replied, it
wasn't a full-on lie. The movie had been playing. Archie knit his eyebrows together noting his
buddy's dishevelled appearance, and lack of beanie crown.

"My dad has a pretty strict open-door policy when it comes to girls, man" Archie warned with a
knowing smirk

"Cover for me?" Jughead asked grabbing the dessert out of the freezer. As the words rolled off his
tongue they sounded strange and slightly foreign. Jughead cocked his head to the side and paused a
moment before chuckling dryly.

"Sure thing, Jug," Archie said without missing a step. Though their relationship had been stained
over the past few years, he would still do anything for Jughead, big or small, knowing Jughead
would do the same for him in a heartbeat.

"Thanks, You're a peach" Jughead quipped on the way past, slapping the redhead firmly on the
back.

Jughead took the steps back up to his room two at a time. He slid himself discreetly back into his
bedroom to find Betty perched upon his bed wearing his flannel. The dark green fabric bringing out
the same hues in her eyes. Her blonde hair was still loose, and she'd only bothered to clasp one
centre button, adding to the beautiful reverie before him.

"Jesus Betts..." He sighed, stopping dead in his tracks feeling his pants tighten immediately

"What?"

"I told you not to move" Jughead scolded lightly with a wink. He had to be dreaming, she was
every fantasy he'd ever allowed himself to have, but right here, in the flesh. This golden goddess
couldn't possibly be real, let alone in his bed, wanting him.

Betty shrugged "I got cold, You're not mad? Are you Juggie?" She mocked tugging her bottom lip
in between her teeth "Does it help if I say I found your hat?" She pleaded nodding to the knit cap
beside her on the bed

"Kinda" Jughead smiled "We're never going to eat this ice cream" He mumbled quietly as he
placed the frozen treat on his nightstand. He moved to stand over Betty as she popped up onto her
knees in the middle of his futon.

"You're gorgeous, Betty. I can't believe how sexy it is to see you in my clothes." Jughead said
shaking his head, hooking his finger in the only secured button of his flannel shirt, and skimming
over the valley in between her breasts with his fingertips. Looking up at him Betty sighed a moan,
placing her hand over the top of his and sliding it under his flannel to her breast. Jughead didn't
remove his eyes from Betty's as he felt her nipple harden instantly under his touch.

"I feel really sexy in them." She mewled as Jughead palmed her breast, popping the button with his
other hand. Jughead thumbed her nipples as Betty reached her hands up to cup his jaw gently
before running her hands into his dark waves and grabbing hold. She tugged him towards her lips,
capturing them in a passionate tug of war.

"I'm in love with you, Jughead" She purred against him. Feeling dizzy, Jughead exhaled deeply
before scooping his arms around her waist, pulling her off the bed and flush with his body. Jughead
pressed his lips to Betty's in a fervid kiss, their tongues coiling together

"I love you, Betty, Always have. Always will." Jughead breathed into her.

"Is it safe to say that your rules about love and sex have been rendered futile?" She teased as she
draped her arms over his shoulders and down his back, pulling the fabric of his T-shirt up and over
his head again.

"You, Betty Cooper are the only exception to the rule."

Chapter End Notes

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