The Exception to the Rule

Part 9

"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, in 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, tuning 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 eye brow

"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 finger tips 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 his sweaters fabric, 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 retuning his attention to the vision before him, this assertive Betty. Jughead smiled looking her up and down, noticing her taught nipples though 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 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 along side 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 traveled 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 payed 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 waist band 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 eye brows 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.