one-shots || bughead + sprousehart

"might as well take your time practicing with me." - bughead

smutty smut

"I'm sorry I'm so nervous, it's just.." Jughead stumbled over his words as he stood in the middle of Betty's bedroom.

"It's okay Jug, you've never done this before. That's why I'm letting you practice on me." She said with a bright smile.

She moved closer to him, grabbing his hands and bringing them to her still covered chest.

He touched her breasts, softly, scared.

"Like this?"

"You don't have to be so gentle, you know." She answered, still smiling ever so sweetly.

"Betts, all you do is tell me what not to do. You said you would teach me what to do, when it comes to these things with girls." He said, slightly annoyed.

"What's the rush?" Betty asked, "it's not like you're interested in anyone right now. Might as well take your time practicing with me."

He sighed nervously but agreed with her eventually. "Okay, let's do this."

"Great. Take off my shirt." Betty ordered, watching Jughead's eyes grow wide. "I'm serious, take it off."

Very hesitatingly Jughead grabbed the hem of her shirt and lift it over her head. In one move her pink bra was completely exposed to him. "Oh god." He chocked, swallowing deeply.

"Stop being so scared Jug, you need to have some confidence. Girls dig that." Jughead took a deep breath before moving his hands to the exposed skin of her breasts.

He touched it, squeezed it harder than before. "Good, that's good. Now keep going." Betty instructed.

Jughead let his hands trail to the back of her bra, and quickly unhooked it. "Wow, you did that smooth." She prided him, laughing slightly as her bra fell down to the floor.

When her breasts spilled in front of his eyes, Jughead swallowed back another lump. "Stop being so shy." Betty whispered, taking his hands and letting them move over her nipples. "Now kiss them."

He hesitate before grabbing Betty by the waist, dropping her on the bed and moving his face to her breasts. He started kissing them, moving his mouth over them.

Betty threw her head back in pleasure, enjoying the feel of his tongue. "Yes Jug, like that." His confidence grew when he noticed she enjoyed it.

His hands started moving with his mouth, until Betty suddenly pushed him down her stomach. "Be-betty, I'm not sure.."

"You need to learn Jug, so learn and take off my pants." She demanded, pushing his hand to her zipper.

Jughead looked up at her, his eyes filled with nerves and fright. "You can do this, come on." She encouraged.

His fingers shook heavily as he unzipped her button and her panties came free. He pulled down her jeans until her legs were completely bare.

"You're beautiful." He whispered, surprisingly making Betty blush.

She pulled him up, back to her face. "Kiss me Jug."

"But you said—" Betty cut him off.

"I said nothing. Just kiss me." Confused, but obeying Jughead planted his lips onto hers. Her sudden desire for him overwhelmed her through her toes.

Their mouths moved together while little moans slipped through.

"I though this was just practice..?" He whispered in between the kisses.