Scene from 3x16 in the car while they watch Jug's trailer go up in flames. Enjoy! Please review and suggestions are welcome. Thanks! Don't forget to read my other Bughead fanfics.

Betty POV.

"Are you okay?" I ask, leaning closer to him. I set my shake down in my lap to see him. His eyes are sad but there is a longing that I am familiar with. He puts his hand toward me.

"I'm surviving," he says. "Because you're here with me."

I smile at him, feeling him lean closer. Then all at once, we are kissing, holding each other. I wrap my hands in his hair. It is just seconds before I can feel my body respond to him, wanting him, craving his touch. His hand touches my breasts and then wraps around my waist.

I pull his jacket off. He helps me until he is just his tee shirt. I put my hand on his pants, making his hips push up toward me, wanting me. I can already feel him through his pants. I unbuckle his pants. He smiles on my lips when I touch him again.

"Don't stop, Betty," he begs.

"Do we have time?" I ask.

"I don't care," he says, kissing my neck and making me moan. I let him give me chills. I manage to look at my watch. We barely have time for anything at all. We should be leaving right about now.

"We have like ten minutes," I say.

He smiles.

"With how turned on I am right now, give me five," he says, almost joking, but I know he's being truthful. I can feel him. I know that he will need me and he will need me hard and fast, just like I need him.

I pull my body toward him, letting him reach across to pull my shirt off. It is just seconds before he has his hand on my pants, over me, pressing on me through my pants. I lean close to him, wanting more. He rubs me, turning me on so bad I am begging for him. Just when I think he is going to give me everything, he pulls his hand away. He smiles, almost as if he is joking with me. But I don't find this funny.

Apparently, neither does he.

He reaches down to let his chair go all the way back. He pulls his pants down and his underwear too. I look down at him, realizing what he wants. He looks at me with pleading eyes.

"Please," he begs.

I nod and reach down, putting my mouth on him. He groans, letting his head fall back. I do this for a few seconds, focusing on his voice, his moans, his needs. He pulls my hair, holds onto me. He pushes his hips up into my mouth a few times. It turns me on knowing how much he really needs me, how much he is going to beg for me if I don't give him everything he needs. Jug pulls my head off of him and then toward his face. He kisses me a few times. I let him, holding our faces against each other until he grabs my thigh.

"I want to have sex with you," he says. "Right now."

I don't argue.

I pull my pants and underwear off. I throw my leg across him and he leans his chair back so I am laying over top of him, holding onto his body. He puts his hand between us and his other arm around me.

"Jughead," I moan when are one.

"Betty," he moans against me.

I ride him, easily moving my hips as he holds onto me. He holds my hips closely, squeezing me, touching my ass, moaning underneath of me. He groans every time I clench around him or moan in his ear. He is starting to lose his mind. He pulls my hair, yanking my head back. His hand clenches my hair as hard as possible as he pulls it back. I squeeze my thighs around his body.

"More," he begs.

I go faster, moving as hard and fast as I can and kiss his neck. I trail my tongue down his neck, across his ear and even over his chest. I do this as I ride him, bouncing on him. I bite his ear and he scratches his hand down my back, moaning.

"Betty!"

"Touch me," I beg.

He reaches between us, putting his hand on me. I let my head fall back, let him take me over. I gasp when I get closer, when we are so close that I am about to lose it too.

"Be with me, Bets," he begs.

I look into his eyes as I move my hips with his. He meets his hips with mine, slapping himself against me the way I am trying to move with him. He holds onto my hair, squeezes me ass and starts moving frantically, so fast and hard that I know what is next.

"Betty," he says, looking into my eyes.

He rubs me harder, faster until I need him completely. Finally, I can feel all of this pleasure come to a peak and I fall over the edge of the cliff, falling and falling until I hit his chest hard.

"Betty, please don't stop moving," he begs.

I realize that I have stopped moving and Jug is about to explode. I move really fast against him, holding onto his hair and keeping my body right against his. I watch his face as his eyes clench closed, his mouth parts open and his body seizes toward me.

"Yes! Oh! God, Betty. Yes!"

I watch him come down from his high, turning me on again. I try ignore the pit in my stomach that wants more. We don't have time for that right now. We do actually have to leave. I let myself lay on his chest for a few seconds while he catches his breath. I feel him smile against my head, putting his arms around me.

"Want to go again in five minutes?" he asks with a short laugh.

I look up at him.

"We have a play to go to," I say. "I don't think Kevin would be very happy with me if I skipped out on being a Heather."

"Right," he says. "That's okay. Your mention of Kevin killed my erection anyway."

I have to laugh at that. Once our clothes are back on and I am back into my seat, he turns to look at me, staring at me with eyes that stare at me while I am naked.

"Damn," he says.

"What?"

"You are just so beautiful," he says. "It amazes me sometimes. You mesmerize me, Betty."