"I'm sorry…can you repeat that?" Jughead managed to say after what felt like an eternity of staring agape, blinking into space.

"Don't make me repeat it." Betty almost whimpered in her embarrassment, arms folding over her chest in attempt to hide.

"Well I must have imagined what you said, because my brain seems to think you asked me to take your virginity." Jughead eyed his best friend suspiciously.

They had been next door neighbors since they were born. Sneaking off to play together even if Betty's mom Alice thought Jughead was no good for her daughter.

If only Alice could see her daughter now, thought Jughead baffled by this entire situation.

He had been laying in his bed reading when he heard a knock on his window and the sound of the pane being slid open. He didn't have to look to know who it was. She came often to hang out or to just escape her mother and hide out in his bed.

"Hey Betts." He greeted not even looking up from his book. It was dark outside and his pages were illuminated by the shine of his bed side lamp.

When she didn't speak and he only heard the shuffle of her feet and the rustling of her clothing he tore his eyes away from the page. What he saw almost made him drop his book. His fingers gripped the pages tighter as his brain caught up to his eyes.

Before him stood Betty, his best friend since birth, in nothing but a lacy black matching bra and panty set. She had worn a knee length trench coat to cross the lawn to his house modestly, but as he looked towards her the fabric slung down around her bare shoulders and the coat dropped to the floor and pooled at her feet.

He stared at her in shock and wonder. She was beautiful, only an idiot could deny that, but he hadn't expected this.

"B-b-betty?" He stammered as his voice cut through the silence.

Betty seemed to internally prepare herself to speak because after a brief flash of uncertainty had crossed her face it was quickly replaced by determination.

"I've been thinking Juggie." She started as she inched her way closer to the bed. "I don't know what it feels like to…be with a man. And I want my first time to be with someone I trust. And I don't trust anyone more then I trust you." She caught herself as she started to ramble.

He had turned towards her as she spoke, entranced by all that was happening. He moved so both of his legs were hanging off the side of the mattress, she seized the opportunity to straddle his lap.

"Fuck me Jughead Jones."

All of the confidence she had mustered to crawl into his lap seemed to drain from her body almost instantly as he questioned her. He had to be one hundred percent certain this was what she wanted.

His hands shot out instinctively to gently grab her waste as she attempted to move. "Betty just…" One hand went to the underside of her chin as he raised her face slightly, forcing her to make eye contact with him.

"Any guy would be lucky to have you, but you don't have to rush. You know I think virginity is a bullshit social construct, but I thought you wanted to wait?"

His eyes pleaded with hers to understand that he wasn't rejecting her.

"I know. I just…" She bit her lip as she searched for the words to explain.

"I don't want to wait anymore. There is no one who I trust more then you, there is no one I care about more then you and…well…you're hot." She added the last bit on to lighten the mood and he scoffed at her lovingly. The air was already starting to clear up.

"I'm not about to force you or anything" She continued on and he gave her a look that he hoped portrayed to her how ridiculous that idea was.

"Trust me Betts, this would not be a punishment for me. You're ridiculously beautiful." She blushed at the words and scoffed him off, but he meant it.

"I just need to know for sure that this is what you really want. I don't want to lose you, you're my best friend." He made eye contact to ensure she knew how serious he was.

"I promise I want this and that nothing is going to change. You won't lose me."

He wasn't sure how much he believed that, but he'd do anything for her.

"So, should you climb back through the window and start all over?" He smirked at her as she playfully hit him on the shoulder.

"Nope, that was a one time deal, your fault for not enjoying it the first time." He was used to Betty being flirty, but it took on a whole new connotation now that it would actually lead to sex. He almost lost his nerve at the thought; almost.

They both sat in silence staring at each other at a loss for how to start. "So should we…?" He gestured with his hands in hopes that it would give him some indication on what to do first.

Without warning she grabbed his face with both hands and leaned forward until their lips connected.

He almost pulled away with shock but it didn't take long for him to sink into the feeling. She tasted just as he would imagine, like strawberries and something uniquely Betty.

His hands moved to her back as he unconsciously pulled her body closer to his. Her fingers threaded through his hear and he moaned into her mouth at the feeling.

Her mouth opened slightly in shock from his moan and he used that as an opportunity to deepen the kiss. He slowly ran his tongue along her full bottom lip and she hesitated for only a moment before eagerly welcoming him in.

The first time the tips of their tongues touched sent a shockwave of pleasure through both of them. He felt her entire body shiver as his hands made their way towards the clasp of her bra.

Before he could pull away to ask permission, her hands left his hair. He was about to protest when he felt the fabric of her bra drop to her lap.

He felt his body respond in excitement at the prospect of seeing her bare before him. He'd be lying to himself if he said he'd never imagined it before. He pulled away from her embrace slowly; he could feel her breath against his lips as they both panted from the passionate kiss.

Jughead didn't dare look down just yet. So far they had just kissed, but once he looked down there was no going back.

Sensing his hesitation Betty reached for his hands and brought them towards he breasts. "Touch me Jughead"

"Jughead."

"Jughead?!"

The dark haired boy jolted awake with a start. His best friend Betty was laughing softly at him from the desk beside him.

"The bell is about to ring" She told him, amusement evident in her voice.

"Hey" She whispered as the bell rang piercingly through the school. "Mind if I crash with you tonight?"