SMUT warning
NOT MINE. Full credit to the original author
{General POV}
In the beginning of their relationship, there was no denying that they were attracted to each other. Their constant flirting and playful teasing being proof of that fact. After about three months of dating, they started to get a glimpse of who the other one really was. Jughead seeing a softer, more vulnerable side to Betty than who he saw at school. And Betty starting to see through the front that Jughead put up for strangers. After their first make out session, it made Betty realize what she really wanted- Jughead. And now here they - were about to make love in her room.
"Are you sure?" he breathed out in the small space between their lips when they briefly separated for air. He deeply cared for this girl and didn't want to risk losing her. Sure he desperately wanted to get to know Betty in the the most physically intimate way possible. But it was all about her and what she wanted. He didn't want to pressure her, even though she was the one who had initiated taking of their coats and his shirt as their kissing got needier inside Betty's room. He wasn't about to do anything to push away the only girl who made him feel this way.
She nodded in response to his question before before whispering, "I'm sure". So many thoughts were racing through her mind, protection being one of them. "Do you have..." she trailed off not feeling bold enough to actually say the word condom.
He nodded, knowing what she meant.
And soon enough they were back to kissing, with Betty rising up on her knees to pull Jughead closer to her.
With one hand cradling her face to apply the slightest bit of pressure against her head, he held her back just a bit to slow the kiss as he guided her to lay down on her bed. She was clinging to him fiercely as he pulled back just enough to withdraw his tongue and soften the kiss, ghosting his lips lightly over hers instead. Not wanting to crush her, he used his forearms to support his weight as he stretched on top of her. He carefully tilted her head to the side, allowing him to access her neck, and moved his kiss along her jaw and over the thing, pale skin of her neck, while still cradling her head in his hands. She moaned quietly and it sounded more like a plea than anything.
Slowly, still lavishing her neck and collarbone, he slid his hands down along the sides of her body until they met her hips. He kneaded and rubbed for a moment, while she tugged on his hair- something he was really starting to enjoy even if the pulling had gotten so hard that sometimes he didn't know if it was pleasure or pain that he was experiencing. One of his hands snaked its way down to the small of her back, pressing her closer to him as she wrapped her legs tightly around him. His dick was rock hard wedged between his pants and her as she pulled and withered below him, obviously searching for a bit of friction for her own purposes. He was more than willingly to oblige.
Betty had never gone this far with a boy before and she was starting to feel insecure and unsure about everything she was feeling. Everything was happening so quickly even though she wanted it to. When he's asked her if se was sure earlier, she didn't even have to think about it. She was absolutely sure that she wanted Jughead to be her first. Both emotionally and physically Jughead Jones was capable of making her feel things she had never felt before. Never before had she felt this safe with a boy. She felt safe with him emotionally as she told him bits and pieces of her past, and physically while he held her and when he kissed her. Her feelings for him were growing stronger and stronger every day.
Still, she was starting to feel self-conscious about the sounds she was starting to make, along with the idea of Jughead seeing her naked, seeing the most intimate parts of her that no one else had ever seen before. She knew she wanted to do this with him, but anxiety and nervousness were starting to wash over her
