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Jughead let out a shaky breath and smiled, touching his lips, still tingling from the kiss. He took out his phone and called Archie.
“Hey Bro, what’s up?” Archie sang.
“Dude, I’m going on a date with Betty tonight and I need you to tell me what I’m supposed to do.” Jughead asked grabbing his bag and rushing out to his car.
“Jug, what are you talking about. You’ve been on a date before.” Archie was clearly half listening. Jughead could hear the sound of a video game in the back ground and it sounded like he had a friend over.
“Yeah, but not with a girl like Betty.” He admitted as he drove out of the parking lot. “You’re friends with her. Do you have any pointers?”
“Be yourself. If she said yes to a date that means she’s interested. Don’t worry.” Archie hung up and Jughead threw his phone on the passenger seat.
Jughead got home, shaved and showered and spent way too much time picking out something to wear. He settled on a pair of dark jeans, a white short sleeved dress shirt and a pair of converse sneakers. He persuaded his dad to let him take the Volvo and showed up in front of the Cooper residence just before 8.
Betty stepped out in a sheer creme coloured blouse with a lacy black bra on underneath. Her legs were incased in skin tight leather pants and her Doc Martins adorned her feet. If she was wearing makeup it was so light he could barely notice it. She got into the car, leaned over the centre console and gave Jughead a light kiss.
“I’m starving.” She cooed, sitting back in her seat and putting her seatbelt on.
They didn’t say much on their way to Pop’s and Betty played with the radio not being able to settle on a song.
When they got their, Jughead ran around the car to get Betty’s door. “You look nice tonight.” Jughead told her trying to be a perfect gentleman.
“Thanks, you look nice too.” She commented as she headed towards the front door.
They were seated and Betty looked at the menu. “I love this place.” She commented looking at him over the menu.
“Yeah, I come here a lot. I’ve never seen you here before though.” He mentioned.
“I haunt this place when you and all your friends are fast asleep.” Betty smirked.
“Not much of a sleeper?” He asked but the waitress interrupted them.
“What can I get you guys?” She asked.
“I’ll have a cheese burger with bacon, onion rings on the side and vanilla milkshake.” She smiled at the waitress and handed her the menu.
“And you?” She looked over at Jughead.
“Um, yeah, I’ll have a cheeseburger with fries and a strawberry milkshake.” He ordered.
The waitress nodded and left.
“And to answer your question,” Betty seamlessly went right back to their conversation. “I have trouble sleeping so I come here and read, do school work, order a slice of apple pie until I feel sleepy. I’m more of a periodic napper than a solid 8-hour kinda girl.” She shrugged and flashed him a half smile.
“So you just nap all day?” He asked.
“Sure, if I’m exhausted I’ll grab 20-40 minutes in the back of the library. There are few other hiding spots in the school and I can afford to miss a class or two.” She ran her hand through her hair and expertly pulled it back into a ponytail.
“So your parents are cool with you staying out all night?” He asked.
She laughed softly and looked towards the counter, her hair swinging back and forth. She looked so different when she smiled; not a grin or a smirk, but a true smile. It made Jughead excited and nervous to see her like this because he knew this was a side rarely seen by anyone.
“I snuck out a lot when I was younger but then I got caught. I explained why I was sneaking out and my parents put me in therapy. After my therapist told them if I was safe, getting good grades and managing to get enough sleep throughout the day then they shouldn't stop me. I don’t do it much anymore though. I’m sleeping a lot better now.” She shook her head slightly and brushed a stray piece of hair away from her face.
Jughead wondered why she would need to be put into therapy. He didn't dare ask until she was ready to tell him. He hoped they eventually got to a place where she would want to tell him.
“What about you? You seem like an all-American boy. Good looking, smart, on the right sports teams. You're every cheerleaders wet dream and you're the guy everyone wants to be friends with. You seem like nothing shakes you but when I came into that room yesterday you were a stuttering mess.” She narrowed her eyes at him.
“That’s because you’re scary.” He admitted. “And you caught me doing something perverted and embarrassing. I mean until yesterday we had barely spoken to each other.”
“Yeah, why didn’t you ask me out?” She tilted her head to the side, her ponytail swinging behind her.
“I didn’t think you were interested and you’re scary.” He reiterated. “Why didn’t you ask me out if you you’re so confident?” He questioned.
“I wasn’t sure if you were interested and I don’t want to waste my time with anyone who wants to half ass anything.” She answered as their food came.
Her eyes lit up as she looked at her meal and then over at his. “What don’t you like on your burgers?”
“What?” Jughead’s eyebrows furrowed.
“We are on a first date so neither of us are going to specialize our orders because we don’t want to appear high maintenance or fussy. The reality is everyone has one burger topping they hate, so which one is yours?” She looked at him expectantly.
He tried to suppress a smirk but failed. “I hate pickles.”
Betty reached across the table and peeled the sliced pickle off his burger. “Please tell me you like onions?”
“I do.” He confirmed as she pushed her plate towards him and he gathered her onions.
“If I didn’t know any better I would say that makes us soulmates.” She smirked while picking up her burger and taking a huge bite. “So what so you want be when you grow up?” Betty asked when she swallowed, wiping her mouth.
“God…” He answered, letting out a big breath, his hair being blown out of his face. “I have no idea.” He told her honestly. “My parents want me to be a doctor.”
“What kind of doctor?” She inquired as took some of her fries and put them on her burger.
“Any kind of doctor. My mom made a line of Spanx like undergarments that made us relatively wealthy and my dad own the only two garages in town. They want to make sure the Jones last name is not only synonymous with money but also with class and respect.”
“Isn’t that something you want?” She took a big bite of her burger.
“Yeah of course but I just wish I had a clearer picture of my future.” Jughead admitted as he took another bit of his meal.
“I want to be a child psychologist.” Betty said, wiping her hands off, taking a sip of her milkshake.
“I figured you’d want to be a writer considering how much you read.”
She shook her head. “I think that children need someone to listen to them. We put children on a pedestal but we waste no time ignoring them when they have something to say. I think we could solve a lot of problems if we heard them out before things in their lives go bad. See early successes or failures.” She shrugged. “I don’t know, maybe I’ll hate it but I’ve applied to school and we’ll see how it goes.”
“Where did you apply?” He asked.
“Columbia, UCLA, BU and Seattle University. What about you?”
“All the Ivy League schools.”
“Wait,” Betty tossed her napkin on the table, “you have nothing you’re interested in? No hobbies? Nothing you might like to do?”
“Well, I like drawing, comics mostly but I don’t know how that would make me money.”
“But do you like it?” She asked. “Are you happy when you draw?”
“Yeah, I love it.”
“Then don’t give up on it yet, okay?” She raised her eyebrows.
Jughead nodded. “Yeah, alright.”
“I want to see some of this art work.” She shifted around in her seat in excitement.
“I don’t have anything on me right now.”
“Well, on the next date then.” She grinned as the waitress came to the table and took their plates.
Jughead’s heart skipped a beat when she said this. There was a part of him that thought maybe she was playing a prank on him. That she would get him naked and steal all of his clothes leaving him to be laughed at but now he wasn’t so sure anymore. The look on her face made him think she was actually interested in him and Jughead didn’t think he could handle it.
“Do you want dessert?” He asked.
Betty shook her head. “I have something else in mind.” She smiled. “Do you want to go dutch on the check?”
Jughead laughed. “No, I’ve got this one. How about you get it next time?”
“Sounds good.”
Jughead threw two twenties on the table and the both of them left the diner in a hurry.
“So what is it that you had in mind?” He asked as they got into the car.
“Let’s go to the look out on Sweetwater River, you know the one I mean?” She turned her body towards him and looked at him through her lashes.
Jughead knew the place she meant. Teenagers went there to hook up away from the prying eyes of their parents. His mouth went dry and he started to sweat. Jughead had kissed girls before. He had fooled around with girls before. He had gotten a hand job from Veronica Lodge at one of Cheryl Blossom’s parties but he had never been with a girl like Betty before. The girls he had been with were desperate for his approval, but Betty wasn't like them. She was confident, she was sure, she didn’t need anyone to tell her how amazing she was, she knew.
“Yeah, we can go there.” He agreed and drove in the direction of the woods.
They said nothing as they drove. Betty looked out the window while Jughead tried his best to focus on the road and not on the blonde beside him.
When he pulled up next the river he was relieved no one was around. He didn’t want to feel like he was a fishbowl and he didn’t want whispers at school tomorrow. Betty was looking at him when he killed the engine and turned his attention over to her.
“So what did you want to do?” He asked.
“I was thinking that we could sample the soil. Do an experiment.” She shrugged straightening out her blouse.
Jughead’s eyes shifted back and forth. “Seriously?” He said.
Betty couldn’t help but laugh. “No, I was thinking we could get in the back seat and see what happens.” She wiggled her eyebrows and got out of the car.
Jughead took in a deep breath and followed her to the backseat as he hoped and prayed he wouldn’t make a fool of himself.
When he woke up that morning he never would have imagined that he would be about to make out, among other things, with Betty Cooper. She looked at him with hooded lust filled eyes.
She leaned over, placed her lips on his and kissed him deeply. They kissed each other, cautiously placing hands on waists and on necks, weaving fingers through the others hair.
“Why do you like me?” Jughead asked as they parted, breathing heavily.
“I don’t know. I think if I knew I wouldn’t like you. You’re not a jerk, you try to pretend you’re a jock but you’re really just a flustered nerd. You’re my type.” She moved to straddle him.
“I don’t know if I’m as experienced as you.” He admitted grasping the elastic that held her hair up and pulled it out. The minty scent of her blonde locks washed over him.
“How do you know anything about my sexual experiences?” She asked.
“Archie said you fooled around a couple of times.” Jughead told her.
Betty smiled in amusement. “Archie and I made out one time but that’s it. We are just friends and you have nothing to worry about.” She ran her hands through his hair, her eyes drifting over his face. He wondered what she was thinking about as she ran her thumb over his lips.
“Do you know how beautiful you are?” Jughead said running his knuckles along her jawline.
That true smile, the one that made her cheeks ample and flush pink spread across her face. “I know but it’s nice to here someone say it. Especially someone like you.”
“So you have a crush on me?” He asked cocking an eyebrows as his hands moved down to the front of her blouse. He began undoing the buttons one at a time. She didn’t stop him.
“Of course I do, Jug. I’m a moody loner but I’m not blind. I’m still of flesh and blood.” Betty reached up and pulled off her shirt that wasn’t doing much to conceal what laid beneath.
She lowered her head to kiss him. His fingers delicately explored the soft skin of her back, running them down the indentation of her spine causing her to shiver. Betty bit on his lower lip and pushed her tongue into his mouth when he gasped at the sensation. She began rolling her hips against his growing erection.
“Betty.” He whispered as his hands continued to roam, rubbing against the soft pleather that covered her ass.
“What is it?” She asked against his neck, placing soft kisses against the sensitive skin there.
“I’m a virgin.” He admitted feeling stupid for having to admit it in the first place.
Betty giggled and her head rested against his shoulder as she continued to laugh.
“It’s really unsettling that you’re laughing.” He said.
She straightened and looked down at him, her hands cupping his face. “Jug, this is our first date, I don’t want to have sex with you.” She smiled sweetly. “We have to wait until at least the third date.”
Jughead’s eyes widened.
“I’m kidding. There is no set timeline for a relationship. We’ll figure it out.”
“Are you a virgin?” He asked.
Betty looked away, bit her lips and shook her head. “I lost my virginity to Reggie in 9th grade. I hated it or at least I hated sex with him. I decided I wouldn’t do it again until I found someone I actually wanted to do it with. That person is you Jughead, whenever you’re ready.” She brushed the hair from his face.
“Reggie Mantle?” Jughead asked a slight look of disgust on his face.
“I was young and stupid and had too many wine coolers.” She shrugged. “I wanted to be popular and then I realized that no popularity was worth how shitty I felt the next day.” She told him.
His brow furrowed. “He didn’t force you into anything did he?” He inquired.
Betty shook her head. “No, no. I made a choice, it was a bad choice but I made it. Does that bother you?”
Jughead shook his head and looked up at her. “No, that’s your past and not my business, all I care about is you, right here and now.”
Betty smiled and bowed her head to kiss him, moving her hands from his jawline to his hair.
Jughead began to learn her body, letting his hands trace the lines of every muscle, every bone, every indentation from clothes that were too tight. He bucked his hips up in between her legs feeling the heat radiating from her.
Betty reached behind her back and snapped open the latches on her bra. She removed the garment and tossed it into the front seat along with her shirt.
Jughead stopped kissing to take her in. He had seen her the day before but it had been such a flash that he really hadn’t remember the specifics. He was able to take his time now, even in the darkness of the car, the moon provided enough light. He was right in his observations before that her breasts did fit her frame and they were a good size. Jughead confirmed this when he took both of them into his hands, soft and ample.
Betty shuddered at his touch, leaning into him and her back arching. “Jug.” She trembled, her hips rotating against him, rubbing his cock in a delicious way that made him want to lose control.
He lowered his head and took a pink, hardened nipple into his mouth. He sucked, tongued and teased her while her erotic moans filled the small space in the vehicle. His fingers tweaked the other nipple until her the motions of her hips were becoming erratic, her breathing short and nearly sob like.
Jughead wrapped his arms around her waist and flipped her so she was lying down on the seat. He grabbed her blouse and removed his own shirt to place behind her head. Betty raked her nails down his abdomen, her fingers tracing the defined outline of his taut muscular abs.
Jughead moved over her, there lips meeting again as his hand snaked down her body. He ran his fingers along the waistband of her pants. “Is it okay if I undo these?” He asked.
Betty nodded fervently, licking her lips as she watched him slowly unbutton her pants.
Jughead’s heart was pounding, he had done this before but not well and he wanted nothing more than to please her. “I know this isn’t the sexiest thing but you need to tell me what you want. If you need me to go faster, slower, deeper.”
She smiled at him softly. “I’ll let you know what I like.” She bit her lip as Jughead’s fingers dipped beneath her underwear.
His digits found her clit and he began to rub slow circles over her sensitive bundle of nerves. Her hips bucked as she let out a groan. She was wetter than Jughead could have imagined. Far wetter than any other girl he had been with and he felt a sense of accomplishment at her reaction. He continued applying more pressure as she eased down her pants to give him easier access.
He watched expression as he pleasured her. Her eyes closed, her face and chest flushed, her hair obscuring her features, her stomach soft and flat and contracting with his touch.
“I want your fingers inside me.” She requested grabbing his wrist and pushing is down.
Jughead extended his index and middle finger and pushed them inside her, her wet heat cocooning his fingers. She clenched around him and his thumb worked her clit to get her there. He moved in and out of her slowly at first, picking up speed gradually, curling his fingers hoping he was hitting the spot that would make her cum. The spot that would make her say his name.
“Jug.” She said like a warning as her body started to writhe.
“Yeah, baby? What is it?” He whispered in her ear, running the tip of his nose softly along her cheek before placing a kiss on her neck.
“Keep going, I’m almost there.” She panted, gripping the handle behind her.
He moved his fingers faster, her body shaking, her legs trembling, her breathing unstable until her body stilled and a silent cry came from her lips. Jughead felt her flutter around his fingers before she collapsed, her arm draping over her eyes as she struggled to control her breaths.
Jughead sat up and watched her. He couldn’t believe it was actually happening. Something he had always fantasied about, something he desperately wanted was unfolding right in front of him. He had made Betty Cooper cum. He got to kiss Betty Cooper. He got to date Betty Cooper. He got to love Betty Cooper. He hoped she would fall for him quickly because he wasn’t sure he would be able to keep his feeling inside for much longer.
“That was amazing.” She croaked looking at him.
He smiled proudly and leaned down to kiss her. She kissed him back and he immediately felt the difference from the previous kisses. It wasn’t a kiss of excitement or first dates or sexual anticipation. There was feeling behind this kiss, from both sides. He knew in that moment that this was more than just a one date, backseat finger bang, she liked him too.
Betty pulled up her pants and finished getting dressed. She handed him his shirt. “Do you want to have lunch with me tomorrow?” She asked smoothing out her hair.
“Of course I do.” He assured, pulling her into his side, placing a kiss on the top of her head.
“And you want to go to the movies on Friday night?” She inquired.
“Absolutely, whatever you want to see.”
“We’ll get lots of candy?”
“All the candy you want, blue eyes.” He charmed.
They sat together in silence for some time, watching their fingers weave together over and over. They finally got back into the front seat and Jughead drove her home.
When they pulled up, Betty looked over at him with a content smile on her face. “Thank you for tonight. I had a really good time.”
“Me too.” He leaned over and kissed her again. The moment they parted he already missed her. “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight.” Betty repeated as she got out of the car.
Betty stood on the sidewalk and watched Jughead drive away, biting her lip to suppress the smile that threatened to come through. It would be the type of smile that would hurt her cheeks.
“How was the date?” Archie asked from the front steps on his home.
Betty could just make him out, sitting down. He was shirtless, grey sweatpants low on his hips and a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. “It was really good.” She let the smile loose and walked towards him.
“Good. You both deserve it. I’ve never met two people who are so different but so much the same.” He commented as he turned to look at the front door as it opened behind him.
Betty watched a smiling Kevin Keller emerge and duck down to leave a lingering kiss on Archie’s lips. “I’ll see you tomorrow, baby?” He asked.
“Yep.” Archie confirmed. “In our usual spot?”
“You know it.” Kevin smiled that dazzling golden boy smile he was known for.
They kissed one final time before Kevin walked down the path. He nodded at Betty. “Cooper.”
“Keller.” She responded as she held her hand up to give him a high five as he passed.
Betty waited till he was out of ear shot and took a few steps towards Archie. “He still cool with your relationship being a secret?”
“He understands that I need time to come out.”
“You mean waiting till after high school?”
“Yeah.” Archie took one last drag of his cigarette and put it out on the side of the step. “I mean I just came out to myself like seven months ago. The only people who know I’m gay are you and Kevin. I’ll eventually get there and he knows that.” He stood and walked towards her.
“Doesn’t it bother him that you still date women.” Betty hadn’t checked in with him about Kevin in a long time. She never brought it up unless he did and he had been mum on the subject for sometime. She thought they had broken up.
“He understands because I’m not really dating them. That’s why I go through girls so fast. I don’t kiss them, I don’t take them out. I just walk around school with them until they get bored. To uphold an image. I have 4 months and then I can be who I am.” He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in for a hug. “Can that be okay for right now?”
Betty nodded and hugged him back. She loved her relationship with Archie. It was easy, comforting and understanding. Archie knew when to stop pushing and was fine being quiet in her company.
“So you had a good time?” He asked again placing a kiss on her head.
“Yeah, I’ve always had a crush on him but you know, I keep all that stuff inside.” They parted and smiled at each other. “Night, Arch.” She started to walk away before she stopped and looked back at the redhead who was climbing the steps up to his porch. “Arch?”
He turned. “Yeah.”
“Did you ever have a crush on Jughead?” She asked.
He grinned. “Girl, who didn’t?” He turned and disappeared into his home.
Betty grinned and did the same.