{General POV}
SMUT Warning
They sit in his kitchen in his trailer. Jughead, staring intently at a calculus problem in his book as he tries to memorize the "shortcuts for derivatives". The chain rule is confusing shit and he has an exam tomorrow. An exam that he needed at least a B on to keep his GPA acceptable in his eyes. He's a little bit of a perfectionist when it comes to school. Something that most of Riverdale wouldn't guess from his bad boy person.
Betty, on the other hand, pages through a book she's already read at this point- since she'd thought he'd been done studying long before now. She's bored out of her mind and can't help but glance up at Jughead.
His gaze glued to the calculus book and he's tapping his pencil on the table. He's biting his lip and Betty can't help but think how sexy he looks right now. He always looks sexy when he's concentrating on something really hard, no matter what it is. Maybe he could take a break for a little while, she thinks.
As soon as Jughead realizes she's staring, he looks up. She pulls the bottom of his lip out from his teeth that are biting down on it and outlines it with her finger without even thinking really "I love this", she mumbles "I love kissing you. You have the best mouth..."
He looks surprised at her comment, taken off guard since he'd been focusing so hard on his calculus for a long time now. He smiled and says, "No you do"
His eyes stray downwards from her eyes to her mouth, then to her breasts, half of which are exposed by the deep cleavage she has going on with the tank top she's wearing.
Of course she notices so she leans in to nibble on his ear, "What are you thinking about Juggie? You thinking about being with me?" She pulls back and grins coyly.
"Yes" He admits. But it's not the normal, sweet voice that she expects to hear. He's holding back "But we can't do this now. I need to finish studying"
She pouts at him
"Later Betts" he tells her, It's not like he doesn't want to. He just wants to finish this first. Both of them know that study "break" turns into hours and tomorrow's exam is really important to him.
"Fine" she says nonchalantly. But Jughead's not naive enough to think she won't try to tease and trick him into ditching calculus. He knows her better than that and knows she's impatient.
Just like he predicts, Betty is rubbing her bare calf against his jean clad leg under the table two minutes later. Jughead looks at her, pretending to read her book, acting like she isn't doing anything at all. He pushes her leg off his gently.
Betty grins, not looking up from the page she's on, knowing that's she's affecting him. She contemplates her next move. She wants to drive him crazy so he won't be able to resist her anymore.
He's tapping his foot on the floor now so she take the chance to grab his knee, stilling his movements. He looks at her disapprovingly but he doesn't push her hand away like she expects. Instead she moves it up his leg.
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing" she says ever so innocently, while letting her hand run his crotch a few times, applying the right amount of pressure that she knows will get him going. He closes his eyes tightly and drops the pencil he's holding
"Baby..."He stutters, covering her hand with his "We can't do this right now" he sets her hand back on the table with his hand still on top of hers. He bites his lip and Betty can tell how much he wants her, but she knows he won't give in right now "Give me another hour" he begs though he knows he should probably take more time than that to finish preparing for tomorrow.
