Chapter 2

As the light broke through the thin flowered curtains Betty's eye stung. It felt like there were drummers in her head every time she tried to move. What on earth had happened last night? She rolled over and found the space next to her empty, her heart sank. Where was Jughead? She was sure she remembered coming into the trailer with him. Groaning she sat up, noticing the baggy white t-shirt hanging from her body. Getting to her feet she padded slowly through to the kitchen where thankfully she found Jughead sat drinking a cup of coffee at the table.

"Morning Juggy," she croaked, opening the fridge and pulling out a bottle of water.

"Morning," his voice was harsh and cold. She racked her brains trying to think of why he would be upset with her.

"What's wrong baby?" She asked walking over, standing behind him she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek.

"Nothing with you beautiful," he sighed, clearly noticing the worry in her voice. "You didn't do anything wrong, but what do you remember from last night?"

Sitting down she took a sip of water and thought hard. Suddenly it all came back to her. Jett. The bikini. The Pole.

"Oh baby, I'm sorry! I should never have got up on the platform. Please don't be angry with me," she grabbed his hand and pleaded with him.

"Bets don't be silly I'm not angry with you. I loved your performance last night," he smirked, rubbing his thumb across her knuckles. "It's just Jett, I can't get him out of my head. He really got under my skin."

"Don't think too much into it, he knows we're together so I'm sure he'll keep his distance," Betty comforted taking another sip from her bottle.

"You didn't see how he was with you when you fell off the platform, he had his thumb in your waistband," his voice was filled with an anger that Betty rarely saw. The memory of the feeling came flooding back to her, her hand moved to the spot on the hip where his thumb had pressed. Jughead looked at her, noticing the sad look that spanned across her face.

"Don't worry about it, dad had a word with him last night after we left. I just can't help but let it get under my skin. You know how protective I am of you, I just can't get the image of him touching you out of my head," he signed in defeat.

"Well today is a new day, lets have some fun," she smiled, kissing his hand affectionally. She met his eyes with a cheeky glint, slowly she traced her fingers up his arm and hooked it under the hem of his sleeve.

"What do you have in mind," he smirked sitting up straight and grinning back at her.

"Breakfast?" she suggested, biting her lip seductively, staring at him.

"I know just the thing," his face opened into a massive cheeky smirk and he stood up. In one big step he was there, between her legs he wrapped his arms round her waist. Betty squealed as she wrapped her limbs around his body. Laughing she buried her head into his neck and sucked on his collar bone. She felt his breath catch in his throat she brushed her teeth along the bone, knowing it would be getting him hot and bothered. Just as shes about to nip at the skin she is thrown from his body and lands softly on the bed, the springs echoing as she bounced on the thin mattress. Standing between her thighs which hung of the end of the bed, he reached round and effortlessly grabbed the collar of his t-shirt and tugged it off over his head. Betty couldn't control the small groan that escaped her plump pink lips as her eyes and fingers trailed over his muscled stomach. He hadn't always been that toned but since becoming king of the Serpents he'd taken it upon himself to work out at least once a day and Betty had to admit it suited him. Jughead wrapped one hand round each thigh and pulled her closer, it was only then that she realised she was bare underneath the oversized t-shirt she was wearing. The rough cotton of his sweatpants scraped along her inner thigh, sending her whole body into a hot spasm. Slowly he bent down and began kissing her thighs, peppering small, barely noticeable kisses all the way up till he reached the hem of her shirt. Each kiss felt hot and Betty couldn't control her body as her hips thrust up towards him, allowing the fabric to rise above her centre. Jughead was caught off guard as his eyes were drawn to the neatly trimmed public hair. He let out a husky, deep groan as Betty thrust forward once more. Sliding his hand up and under her shirt he exposed her stomach and then her breasts, just as Betty pulled the no longer required shirt over her head. Laying there naked she felt raw and exposed as she lay naked in front of him. Hooking her legs round his waist she pulled him close and forced her lips upon his, tangling her hands in his black, unruly hair. Their tongues battled for control as they grappled and pulled at each other. Using her feet she hooked them into the waist band of his sweatpants and without breaking the kiss began to shimmy them down off his hips. Laughing he stood back, making Betty gasp in disappointment as broke their kiss. Pushing his pants down and kicking them away Betty watched as his stiff erection sprung from the hold of the fabric. Before Jughead knew what was happening she was up on her knees, arms wrapped around him and in one surprisingly easy, swift movement she had thrown him on the bed as was lowering herself onto him. They both moaned in ecstasy as he rested his hands on her hips, supporting her body as she picked up rhythm. Leaning back slightly she covered his hands with hers, showing all of herself to him and her body slid up and down on him. Unable to contain himself, he wrapped his strong arms around her and sat up so his head was nestled between her breasts. A squeal escaped her lips as the movement drove him deeper inside her and she responded by wrapped her limbs around him once again. Taking back control Jughead pulled her firmly towards his body, thrusting hard and deep into her wet core. Her moans grew louder and louder with every thrust and she felt the wetness drip from her body as her muscles prepared for what was about to happen. Their breath synchronised and she tightened her grip on him as their hips rocked forcefully together, Betty now unable to control her screams as she arched her back, forcing her breasts into his waiting face. Taking a nipple between his lips he sucked hard, grazing his teeth along the hard pebble. That single action was all it took for Betty to orgasm, her body clenching around Jughead's as she let out a high raspy scream. Feeling her insides clench around his member was all it took for Jughead to come inside her, allowing a low groan to escape his lips as their bodies fell limp around each other.

Breathing rapidly, they fell backwards onto the bed, Betty rolling off to the side and nestling herself into his chest. Eyes closed they lay there, naked and sweaty but both completely satisfied.

"I love you Juggy," Betty whispered, tilting her head to meet his gaze.

"I love you to Bets," he replied, planting a loving kiss on the top of her head.