"Don't let go"

21-the pizza and the aftermath

Jugheads Point Of View-

Well the night didn't go as well as expected. The fight was almost and hour ago and Betty was seeing the girls into their taxis home and the pizza was laying on the table, but I was too angry to eat.

When I heard the door click I didn't even look up, I was sat staring out the window still raging at the audacity from those mangy bulldogs.

"Juggie, I'm so sorry" she said sitting down on the bed next in front of me cross legged.

"It's not your fault" I said flicking my cigarette out of the window.

"What they said, about me being the perfect girl next door, that's not true, that's who I let them think I was, here I can be myself" she said softly taking my face in her hands.

"And that's all thanks to you" she smiled kissing my nose.

"Betty" I said and she looked down on me, now sitting on my lap with her hands around neck.

"Your not a slut" I said, I can't imagine how she would feel being called something as degrading as that.

She just hugged me and let out a small sigh of contentment. My hands were wrapped around her waist and my fingers traces circles on her bare back, as she leaned back to look me in the face. She had a look of apprehension in her eyes as she leaned in to kiss me.

"How embarrassing would that be if I kissed you and you didn't kiss me back?" Her words echoed in my head. And that made me quite proud that she's becoming comfortable enough with me to kiss me first. And I loved it. She lead the kiss, taking full control and I slid down the bed onto my back so she could straddle me.

Things tend to get heated pretty quickly and there's always a part where we have to stop. Betty isn't ready and I respected that, but I relished the kiss and the friction non the less, enjoying it whilst it lasted.

Her fingers scrambled at the bottom of my shirt as she pulled it up over my head, splaying her hands flat on my chest, Betty taking control was new, and kind of fucking amazing. She kissed my neck, leaving bruises, that I'd be more than happy to show off to the world in the morning.

I slid her jacket off her shoulders and heard the thud of the heavy leather falling onto the floor. She reached behind her back and unclipped her bandeau top, tossing it on the floor beside her, then leaning back down to connect our lips again.

I flipped her onto the other side of the bed, admiring the sight of a shirtless Betty cooper beneath me, my turn to leave some marks. Starting at her lips and then down to the jawline, the neck, the collar bone, the chest. I teased her nipples in between my fingers and she let out a strangled moan and nothing on earth has ever sounded more heavenly than that.

I undid the button to her shorts and slipped them down her legs, her head tilted back and she shut her eyes, grabbing on to the sheets and curling her toes.

"Juggy" She breathed and I removed my head back from the crook of her neck and looked down in her.

"Have you got a.." she said looking into my eyes and she was serious.

"Are you sure?" I smirked and she nodded slowly.

I got up of the bed and leaned down into the drawer, I stood admiring her beauty as I unbuckled my belt and sliding out of my jeans and boxers, sliding the condom on to my already very hard cock.

Leaning over her I just planted one last small kiss on her lips and took one last mental image of her. She nodded her head and I pushed myself into her. She was very tight, and I could only imagine the pain.

She winced and gasped and her hands were still holding the back of my neck. I thrust into her again and then another wince.

"Do you want to stop?" I said, for god sakes I didn't want to hurt her any more.

"No" she breathed and she leaned up to connect our lips again. It wasn't long until the gasps and the winces turned into soft moans and her fingers dig into my neck.

"Jug" she moaned, her skin now sheeted in a thin layer of sweat, making her shine. She was so fucking beautiful.

"Betts" I said feeling my head spun, knowing I was close. I felt her nails in my back and it tipped me over the edge, and she came too with the most angelic moan.

I collapsed on top of her, my head in her neck gently nodding off and her hands were in my hair as she fell asleep too. That's until my phone rang.

"Hello" I said sleepily.

"There's trouble" my dad said hastily and my eyes widened as he explained. There was going to be a war.

"I'm on my way" I said pulling my clothes on and taking one look at Betty curled up asleep on the bed, her arm laying underneath her head.

Let's just say it was bad this time. Stand off's between the ghoulies and the serpents are always bad. But the ghoulies have killed one of ours, that means we have to take one of theirs.

I drove on my motorcycle thinking about what's about to go down, something like this hasn't happened in years, the serpents have always tried to keep the peace and not retaliate when they start stirring up trouble, but this? This is too far.

The serpents our number the ghoulies id say about 10-1, but that won't stop them, their foolish, alls I wanted to do was going back home and go to bed, I have a beautiful girlfriend laying waiting for me, she doesn't even know I'm gone.

But instead, I'm off to drag race over some dilapidated turf on the wrong side of the tracks, with leather clad pussies:

Not how I planned mine and Betty's first night together.

Not one bit.