The Exception to the Rule

Part 11

"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.

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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 day dreams. 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 dinning 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. Deeking 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 back pack and dropping it next to him, losing his messenger bag along side. 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 you 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 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, pining 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 nick name 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 over drive. 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 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 it's 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.