Till marriage

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Just assume from now on that there's sexual content ahead. It saves both of us a bit of time lol.

    "Hey, where's jughead?" Betty asks Veronica.
    "I'm not sure, I haven't seen him since you guys got here."
    She walks over to Kevin and Cheryl who both had the same answer until she reached Archie Andrews.
    "Yeah, I saw him. He was heading upstairs with Muggs."
    "Are, are you sure?"
   He nods. Betty walks up the stairs and runs into Jughead and Ethel. Her eyes dart between them. Their best hair and clothes.
    "Oh my God." She manages to let out.
    Jugheads eyebrows pull together before Betty runs down the stairs and out the door followed by Archie.
    "Aren't you going to talk to him about it?"
    "No, " Betty sniffles. "I'll talk to him tomorrow."
    "Betts, where are you going?" Jugheads voice emerges from behind them.
    "She doesn't wanna talk to you right now, man."
    "I really don't think you control what she wants, Archie. You tried to control Veronica and look at what happened. She's inside with another guy."
    Archie tackles Jughead, punching him in the face. Betty turns around, sighing before trying to get Archie off of Jughead. Archie pushes her back and she lands hard on the gravel. Jughead sees her fall and pushes Archie off of him, punching him so hard he passes out. He kneels down next to Betty and offers her his hand.
    "Screw this." She says, getting up and walking to her car.
    "Wai-wait what?" He follows her, stopping the door from closing.
    "Why didn't you just te-tell me you didn't want to." She swallows hard. " be with me anymo-more."
    "Because I do want to be with you."
    "No, you want sex. You want an exciting, risky, fun relationship and Ethel can give that to you."
    "Who, Muggs? I hate her. She's always trying to get into my pants."
    "Well, you seemed to be awfully close earlier."
    "Baby, " he chuckles. "We were fighting. She was trying to get on top of me, I was trying to get her off of me. Nothing happened."
    "Are you sure?"
    "Yeah, I was there."
    "I'm sorry."
    "That's alright, come here." He says, pulling her into a hug.
    "I can't believe we've been together for five years." Betty smiles into his chest.
    "Let's go have a drink, okay."
    And they did. Well, Betty did. She had shot, after shot, after shot until she ended up in the guest bedroom with Jughead.
    "Juggie, please."
    "No, Betts. I'm not doing anything with you that you wouldn't do sober."
    "But Juggie, I'm so horny." Betty whines, rolling off of the bed. "Just touch me?"
    "Betts, you know our rule." He says, as she pulls herself back up on the bed.
    "Through the clothes? I just need your help. It's your fault I'm so horny." She crawls on top of him. "I mean, you're so fucking hot." She moans in his ear.
    "Betts, you don't want to do this."
    "I do, I'm so uncomfortable. I need you to touch me. I want your hands all over me. Please, baby."
    "Baby, huh?"
    "Yeah, baby." She bites down on her lip, hard.
    "No." He laughs, pulling her bottom lip out of her teeth with his thumb. "I love you and I do want you. God, do I ever, but I want you to have the special night that you want. That you've always wanted."
    "Juggie, we don't have to have sex, just touch me. I know you want to." She lays back with her legs spread apart and he stares at her damp underwear.
    "Betts, sober you wouldn't want this."
    "Yes she would, she just wouldn't let you do it. But I will. Come on. I just need some relief here."
    "I'm going to tell you, what you always told me. Take care of it yourself."
    "Juggie." She whines, pulling her legs together and sitting up. "Please." She begs.
    "Will you stop complaining if I do?"
    "Yes."
    "Fine, but no taking your clothes off. That rule is set in stone."
    "Thank you Juggie, I promise."
    Jughead sighs, shaking his head before his thumb found its way to her underwear. He lives his thumb in circles and Betty moans, laying back with her arms over her head. He smiles, moving his thumb faster. Betty's breathing gets heavy and he pulls away.
    "Why'd you stop?" She whines.
    "I can't. I can't see you like that. Not until we're married. I get it now. I would be seeing you at your most vulnerable."
    "Juuug, " she whines. "Now what am I supposed to do?" I'll leave until you're done." He says, standing outside of the bedroom.
    He returns when Betty calls him back in. "See, don't you feel better?"
    "It felt better when you were doing it." She says, laying next to him and curling into his side.
    "It did?"
    "Yes, but maybe I was just more turned on when you were in the room."
    Jughead kisses her. "Maybe that was it."
    "I don't know, you were doing really good. I wish you hadn't stopped. It felt so good." He smiles. "I can't wait until we get married. We can live in a nice house and have a couple of babies."
    "Woah, let's not think about that yet." He says, feeling anxious.
    "Why not?"
    "Because."
    "I thought you wanted babies with me."
    "Of course I do, just not for a while. Like you said, before we get married we have to have a house and money. I want to be married a year or two before we even try to have a baby. Maybe we could get a cat." He looks over at Betty who had fallen asleep. He smiles at Betty and kisses her head. "I love you so much."