He reached over pushing his jacket off of her so that it was not resting on her shoulders anymore. The jacket made a silent sound as he dropped it on the wooden floor. Betty wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. It was a whole new kind of kiss. Jughead's kisses were normally aggressive and heated but this time it was tender.

Her body felt hot, it was something new that she never felt before. She wanted more, she wanted him. And that's when she knew it. She was going to give him this night. This will be the night she will give him all of her. He will be her first and somehow she knew she that someday he might be her last. Jughead was slightly thrown off being led by Betty. It wasn't like Betty that she would usually let him lead. She was normally submissive, letting him teach her, about dance and about intimacy. But tonight was different now she wanted him and she wanted him to want her too.

He could tell by her heavy breaths and eager hands. He wanted her too, he had wanted to take her in the studio just a few days before. His aching groin begged to be near her but he had controlled himself, stepping away with heated breaths. Jughead pulled away slightly to look in her eyes, they were dark pooled with desire. He quickly stepped forward pinning Betty's back against the wall behind his bed. He slipped his tongue into her slightly parted lips and deepened the kiss. His hands found themselves on her hips, his thumbs grazing her hip bones. He dragged her hips to his, making their bodies clash together.

"Is this okay?" He asked with a heavy breath, his eyes studying her already sweaty face. His arousal peaked, he was beginning to lose control. He started to grind his hips against hers making her let out a small moan. She nodded not even able to say yes, her moans answering his question. The closeness of their bodies and the touch of his rough hands made her dizzy.

They both needed and deserved this love. Betty thought raced of many nights like this one. They would spend forever doing this. "Yeah?" He asked again searching her face for any sign of doubt. "Yeah" was all she managed to get out nodding again before she leaned in again kissing him. The crash of her lips on his was all he needed, his last sliver of self-control left him.

He grabbed at her light blue dress sliding the sleeves down her shoulders. Betty sat up against him, reaching behind her zipper. Jughead pushed her hand away, his lips still ravishing her. He took ahold of the zipper pulling it down the expanse of her spine. His left hand joined his right as they traveled softly back up her back. He took her sleeves in his hands and pushed the fabric slowly down her slender body revealing her pale skin which shimmered underneath the moonlight.

"God, you're so beautiful" He blurred out before leaning down placing a soft kiss on her shoulder. His lips making their way down her body, laying kisses on her neck, collarbone, chest, and stomach. Her skin was so soft, he wanted to touch and kiss it always. He didn't know if he would be able to keep his hands off of her after tonight.

He reached to look at her panties. They're pink. Perfect. He pushed her thighs apart sleeping his finger along her pussy raining a song as he noticed how wet she already is. He looked up at her only to see her staring back at him. Her cheeks were flushed a deep red and her eyes were dark with lust. Her lips had the most beautiful smile on them. She was perfect.

She pulled her bottom lip into her mouth biting on it softly. Jughead's eyes darkened at the sight. He quickly moved to kiss her again. "Don't do that." He instructed untucking her lip with his thumb and biting gently on it. She moaned softly only audible enough to tickle his ears, a shiver running down his body. Releasing her lip he kissed her again, his hand traveling down her body. He reached his destination and slipped his hand under the cotton fabric. His index finger rubbed softly against her nub, his lips moving to her neck. Betty gasped throwing her head back. Her hips bucking against his touch. He Let out a low groan as he felt her wetness tickle all over his fingers as he moved them against her heated core.

Jughead kissed her neck skillfully, biting and sucking. She whimpered and moaned with every touch. He dipped his finger slowly into her core to gain wetness before rubbing circles onto her clit, where no one had touched her before, not even herself. She moaned loudly and gripped the sheets. "Holy mother of God!" She exclaimed as he sped up his pace. He kissed her as she came undone under his touch. He took time to care for her with his fingers, her core getting wetter by the minute. She moaned and ripped at the sheets overwhelmed by the sudden pleasure. He attached his lips to her neck once again sucking and biting, going at her tender skin as he started to rub quicker and more intense circles onto her clit. Suddenly he let his fingers sink into her wetness this only made her moan his name out again, louder, as he began to slowly thrust in and out of her with his fingers at the slow and steady pace.

"Jughead" She moaned out as he entered another finger curling them upwards, making her feel things she never felt before. The sudden mixture of feelings she has never experience before was pushing her over the edge. His fingers curled up one last time she found her stomach muscles tighten. Her body wouldn't listen to her anymore as they started to shake. "That's right baby. Come for me" He looked up at her not fully understanding what he's doing to her. Giving her something she never had before. That's all she needed, his words letting her know it was okay. She let herself go and the feeling of pure pleasure took over her body.

Her breaths were ragged as her body sunk into bed, relaxing from the orgasm. Her muscles lost their tension and loosened, her whole body in bliss. Jughead smiled at her pleasure and kissed her gently. Betty tucked away his stray hair that fell to his face with a smile. "Done? We can wait til another day." Jughead asked noting her exhaustion. Betty immediately shook her head no and kissed him, her hands encasing his neck and pulling him closer to her. She grabbed the hem of his shirt and tugged it off his body, throwing it to the floor with the jacket she wore earlier. "Hell no. It's your turn." She said pushing his unbuckled jeans away.

Jughead grinned at her eagerness and pressed his groin to hers. She gasped at the sheer solid mass, it was obvious he wanted her desperately. He rocked into her core grinding against her clit, sending her wild. "Jug! No more teasing!" She pleaded as she grabbed onto his waistband, tugging at it. He ignored her cue, he wanted her naked. He reached behind her and unhooked her bra swiftly, thanking God it came off quickly. He was getting impatient with her needy eyes watching him.

Within seconds their undergarments were shed to the bottom of the bed. He looked at her, her face read of desire and innocence. Jughead traced his tip along her entrance, Betty's body shivering in response. Jughead lined up to her entrance, his hands massaging her hips. "Ready?" He looked into her eyes. She was nervous but she wanted this, she wanted this with Jughead. She interlaced her fingers with his and smiled at him, letting him know it was okay.

His slid into her carefully, watching his stride into her. Once inside, he looked to her. Her eyes laid closed, her breathing steady. He rubbed her hands gently hoping it didn't hurt. Before his worries could carry him away, she opened her eyes. He smiled at her and moved so he was laying on top of her. She giggled and ran her hand through his dark locks. "Hi." She whispered to him. Jughead chuckled quietly before kissing her. He began to move slowly, his thrusts steady. She moaned placing her forehead against his.

Her eyes were no longer full of need and lust, now she looked at him with affection and awe. He kept things slow with her, their movements no longer rushed. He slowly eased in and out her, her face soft with pure pleasure. He kissed her gently capturing her moans in his mouth. He continued to move inside her until she was uncoiled under him in pleasure.

He pulled out slowly, rolling over to lay next to her. He pulled her close against her chest and traced him fingers lightly down her arms. It was cool out in the late summer weather, the cool breeze blowing against their skin. Betty hand laid gently on his chest. Her fingers stretched slightly to curl into a fist. It was unlike her normal tight fists when she was angry. Instead it was relaxed, no pressure building up in her system to spill over into her palms.

Jughead noticed her eyes examining her hand and took it into his own and flipped it over so her palm was facing him. "Oh Betty." He said pulling her palm to his lips placing soft kisses on them. "Why?" Here whispered into her hand.

"I just get so mad. I have to release that anger somewhere." Betty explained with a sigh, "Jughead?"

He looked down at her, "yeah?"

A smile formed on Betty's lips. "Did you just call me Betty?" Her insides churned with love and giddiness.

"Yeah I did Betty." He admitted with a half smile sitting smug on his face. "Betty…" He muttered moving so his face was over hers and kissing her forehead, "Betty…" the corner of her eye, "Betty…" and the corner of her mouth.

Betty giggled as she took a hold of his mouth with her own, battling for dominance. "Jughead." She mumbled against his lips. "Thank you." He pulled away looking into her eyes. "Forsythe."

Betty arches an eyebrow. "What?"

"Call me Forsythe. Forsythe is my real name."

"Hold on you chose Jughead over Forsythe?" Betty giggled, here she thought his parents named him Jughead. He laughed at her. "Are you mocking me?" He asked tickling her. She laughed failing against the bed like a dried up fish. He stopped abruptly, "My dad always call me Jughead, it stuck. I hate the name Forsythe and Jughead helps my street cred." He paused, "Only certain people are allowed to call me Forsythe." Betty smiled knowing this was a big deal to him and here he was allowing her to care for him.

"But!" He exclaimed pointing a finger at her. "Don't use it in public or you'll be in trouble." She giggled again muttering a "yes and sir" to which Jughead kissed, effectively pinning her against the bed.

After a few minutes of talking, Jughead fell asleep Betty curled up underneath his arm. She was still awake relishing in the feel of his touch. She was propped on his chest so she could see his face, brushing back stray hair from his eyes.

She gazed upon him taking in all of his features. His dark curly hair, his porcelain nose, and his crooked smile as he dreamt. She lazily ran her fingers through his hair and started to sing.

"Baby..." Her voice soft like a lullaby.

"My sweet baby..." Betty pressed a kiss to his forehead.

"You're the one." She ended with a whisper, biting her lip almost regretting she said it. Jughead didn't stir from his slumber making Betty breathe a sigh of relief. Betty smiled down at him and places a soft kiss on his forehead. "Juggle?" She asked softly hoping to gently shake him from his sleep.

Jughead stirred softly, his eyes fluttering. Betty let her hand rest on his chest. Jughead opened his eyes taking in his surroundings. "What time is it?" He asked noticing the still darkness.

"I'm not sure but I need to sneak back into my cabin before dawn." Betty explained quietly as she played with his stray strands of curly hair. Jughead nodded and got out of bed pulling on his boxers. Betty flushed at the sight of his bare bottom before pulling on her own clothes.

Betty slivered out the door as Jughead watched from the doorframe. "Betts?" He called after her. She turned around a rosy smile still plastered to her face. She loved when he used her real name.

"Yes?" She asked walking back to him, her eyes raking over his naked chest.

Jughead dipped his head down to kiss her. Licking the outline of her lips before pulling away. "You are welcome here anytime." He said softly kissing her again.

Betty smiled as he pulled away and released her chin from his fingers. She nodded and walked quickly from the cabin.

Jughead sighed, resting his head against the doorframe. He knew he was in too deep already but he couldn't help want to swim in her.