The Exception to the Rule

Part 4

Jughead could find Betty anywhere, just look for that signature bouncing blonde pony tail. 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" he 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, camp fire, 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 the 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 neckline of her shirt. Jughead's attention was drawn down to her full bust, barely contained by her cloathing.

"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. 

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 kissing 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 t-shirt 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 balance 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 wont be long. 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 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.

"Arch, How about we take it easy for a second, let's go find the games room or something"

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