Jughead and Betty had an argument. She doesn't want him playing G and G anymore. To make up: sex. Enjoy.

I slam her back against the wall, grabbing her ass in my hands and squeezing her. I hold her tight to me as I kiss down her neck and over to her mouth. Our kisses are sloppy and wet, throwing onto the other person several times before I rip her shirt from her body to expose her blue bra. I lean down to kiss her chest.

"Jughead," she whispers.

"What?"

"Take it off," she says.

"You just yelled at me about playing some stupid game. I get to decide now," I tell her with a smile. She smiles back and then smirks with an agreement on her face. I know she wants it too. I reach under her skirt as I slowly lower her down onto my fingers. I easily move her underwear away, pushing my finger inside of her as I kiss her mouth. She gasps, throwing her head back against the wall.

I kiss down her neck, fingering her faster and moving my body closer. I do this until she is moaning and groaning for me. After a few long seconds, I decide I cannot wait a second longer. I drop her feet to the ground and pull on her body toward the back room. She follows, attempting to kiss me back as we both fall over each other, attempting to walk and kiss at the same time. Finally I don't want to wait so I grab her skirt and begin getting rid of each button.

By the time we are in the back room I am throbbing hard and she is waiting for me, almost completely undressed.

Her hands reach my belt and begin undoing it as I kiss down her neck. The moment they are off, I attempt to find friction anywhere I can get it. As I lay her down on the bed, I push against her leg, trying not to take this too far without her permission but god I need her so fucking bad.

I'm in such need of her I consider touching myself as I rub my dick against her thigh over and over again, kissing her neck and chest. I reach my hands behind her back to undo her bra. Once it is gone, I don't want to hold back. I circle my tongue around her nipple, kissing her entire body while still attempting to gain friction.

"Jughead," she says.

I come back up to meet her face.

"Take me how you want," she says.

She doesn't have to tell me twice.

"You said you don't want me to play games anymore. Does that mean not even games with you?" I ask.

She smiles but doesn't seem as amused as me.

"I do," she admits.

I nod and reach down between us to rid her of her unswear. Finally, she takes off my shirt and I am left with almost nothing.

"If we were to play a game, I would be in charge since I am the game master. So I would be able to tell you how the entire game would work," I say, feeling more aroused than ever.

Her hips are already thrusting toward me, unable to be controlled. Her body is aching for me. Her body is wet and calling for someone to satiate her need. This is just when I will act.

"Spread your legs for me," I tell her.

She happily does so.

Like in an erotic film, Betty is now waiting for her lover on the bed with her legs spread open and her entire body completely naked. Like the tension between two new lovers, the need for the other person is so bad, I reach down to touch myself. It is brief but it is enough to give me some friction and enough to turn Betty on so much I can actually see it.

Fuck.

I climb over her and pin her arms by her head.

"Keep them there," I tell her.

She nods.

I reach down to push inside of her. I can't wait a second longer. Just when I am inside her, I think I am going to lose it. I attempt control by closing my eyes and thinking of anything else but I can't. My mind is focused on only one thing. Her.

She is so beautiful.

My dick throbs and I know I am in trouble. I am not going to be able to last so I better make this good.

"Wrap your legs around me," I demand.

She does as I say.

"Hit your hips against mine."

She tries but it is hard at first to do it at the same time. After a few tries, she gets it and we are moving completely in rhythm with each other. We are thrusting so our hips hit each other and our legs rattle the bed.

I lean back just enough that I can grind my hips into her.

"Jughead!" she shouts.

That's it.

"Feel everything, Bets."

I grind against her further, thrusting faster. I can feel my own release start to build. The building is faster than normal, almost so fast I cannot control it at all. It is coming closer to its end. I can feel it in my gut, in my core, in my entire body.

"Betty. Oh, god. Betty."

Then it all comes forward so fast I don't have time to think.

Just as I think I am going to get my release she grabs the back of my hair. She pulls on it as hard as she can and releases her legs from me. She wraps them on my thighs instead and flips us around. I have to adjust myself when she is sitting on top of me with her hands on my chest.

"God, Bets. I was about to—"

"I know," she says.

She reaches down between us and then I am inside her once more. I shout with relief when she starts riding me. I grab onto her hips and watch us move together. It is like no other feeling in the world.

That build does not start over. It does not start from the beginning. No. It starts just where it left off and I think I am about to lose it inside of her.

"Faster, Betty," I beg.

"I'm the game master now," she says.

She stops moving.

"No! Bets! Come on!" I shout, trying to move my hips in any way at all. But she won't do it. She won't move. I grab her to try to move her in some way but she won't do it.

"Betty, please."

Then she does. She moves just enough for me to feel something. Then she starts pounding me. She moves as hard and fast as those hips will move. Her hands pin my hands down to the bed.

I throb inside of her as my release begins. There is nothing I can do this time.

"Betty, oh god, Betty."

She doesn't say anything. She watches.

It turns me on more.

Fuck.

I can't think straight.

I come so hard I see stars on the ceiling and realize those are just her eyes.