Jughead and Betty trudged out to Jugheads trailer in need of tape to hang some last minute baby shower decorations. How could every place they went to be out of tape?! Betty was flustered. She wanted everything to be perfect for Polly and Jughead swore he had just the kind of tape that Betty needed, in the middle top drawer in his kitchen.

"Knew I had it! Will this work?"

Jughead held up clear packaging tape and white painter tape out in front of him.

"Yes its perfect thank you!"

Betty reached up to take it from him. Instead of letting it go he used it as leverage to pull her towards him. She smiled and leaned to kissed him once then twice thinking she could get away with just a few pecks before he gave up the tape to her. He let her have it, but rapidly wrapped his arms around her waist and deepened the kiss. She pulled back giggling.

"Jug we don't have time"

He turned to check the time on the oven.

"We have roughly two hours till the baby shower starts and you have recruited at least ten people to help! They will be fine for a little while longer without us."

Betty smiled and shook her head. She moved in to kiss him again, but he stepped to the side and grabbed her hands to pull her into the bedroom. He sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Jug?"

She raised an eye brow and looked down at him skeptically.

"Just come here"

He pulled her by her hips in an effort to bring her to sit down next to him. She surprised herself, and him, by moving to straddle him instead. She discarded the tape onto the floor beside them. Jughead smirked and inclined to start press his lips to hers. She deepened the kiss, moving her tongue swipe across his bottom lip. Her skirt bunched up to her waist as she put most of her weight on him. He moved his hands under her skirt to grip her hips, feeling the edges of her lacy underwear and slipping slightly beneath. She gasped into his mouth at the feeling of his fingers carassing her flesh. She shifted her hips forward to get nearer to him and felt a hardness under her right thigh through his pants pants. She pulled back from the kiss slightly panting and looked down. Jughead looked sheepish.

"Ah sorry I um… its just this position and everything and... you"

Bettys lips turned up. She was flattered that she could get him hard so quickly.

"Don't be sorry…"

She trailed off biting her lip. She wanted to, (what was the word?) dry hump him. Wow that sounded so dumb when she said it that way in her head. However, what with the angle that his penis was at that moment she couldnt effectively move against him the way she wanted to, and she didn't know how to ask him to move it. Her face flushed, as she searched for the words.

"Um do you want to… make it more comfortable?"

Jughead scanned her face trying to figure out what exactly she was talking about

"Like put it up...?"

She motioned to his erection and then to where she thought it should be, so that she could effectively grind on him while they made out. Realization hit him and he leaned back on his elbows for a second so he could reach into his pants and pull his member up into the waistband of his pants. She sighed, relieved that he figured out what she wanted. She pushed her hips forward, putting the perfect amount of pressure on him. She moved forward and back, up and down, rolling her hips against him while slipping her tongue back into his mouth. Jughead moaned and he felt her smile as she kissed him. She was grateful for a clue that she was doing it right.

After experiencing only a few minutes of her grinding on him, while she lightly pulled at his hair, along with the feeling her tongue swiping against his, he was so worked up he felt like he might actually come in his pants. He pulled his face back from hers breathing heavily, thinking this would stop the movement of her hips. She didn't cease the actions of her lower half. She looked into is eyes and continued to rub up against him. The rough material of his pants through her underwear felt heavenly against her clit and she didn't want to stop.

"Wait Betts wait"

He squeezed her hips, slowing her down to ease the pressure against his swollen member. She looked at him concerned.

"Sorry did I...? Do you want me to stop? Are you ok?"

The questions came out all at once and Jughead could see how anxious she was that she had done something wrong.

"No no! You're amazing, but I mean yes I think we should stop cause… I just… I mean I cant…"

She could tell he was embarrassed and couldn't find the words. Screw it, he would just say it.

"If you keep doing that, you're going to make me come"

Betty smiled, unable to hide her giddiness over how worked up she had gotten him. Jughead looked down not wanting to meet her eyes. He felt mildly pathetic for getting so close to jizzing in his pants just from an intense make out session. Betty leaned down and gave him one last peck on the lips before straightening up and climbing off of him, using his shoulders to steady herself in front of him. She reached down and straightened her skirt over her thighs. Jughead caught a glimpse of her white lace thong as she got up and he twitched in his pants. He wanted so much to be taking them off of her right now. Betty broke the silence.

"We should probably get going anyways"

Betty looked down to catch a look at the size of Jughead through his Jeans. She hadn't realized while on top of him exactly how big he was. About an inch of him poked out beneath the waistband of his Jeans. Her eyes widened and he followed her gaze down to see he was partially exposed. He stood up quickly and pulled his shirt up and over his waistband, effectively hiding his straining erection. Betty smirked and Jughead cleared his throat.

"Yeah lets get going"

He smoothed his hands through his hair and turned around to retrieve his hat, which had fallen on the bed behind him. Then he reached to grab the nearly forgotton tape. He took a few deep breaths and tried to calm the thoughts that raced through his head. He wanted nothing more than to to throw Betty on the bed that very instant and rip her clothes off. He shook his head trying to keep the less than appropriate thoughts from swarming him. He remembered the baby shower they were about to head into and that calmed him down immediately.