"Juggie…" Betty gasped as his mouth had moved its assault to her slender pale neck, nipping and marking every inch of skin it could reach.

"If you don't fuck me right this minute….I swear I'm going to have to push you onto your back and ride you myself."

"Is that supposed to be a threat?" He teased as she playfully shoved his shoulder with a giggle.

The sound made him twitch with excitement, before tonight he never knew that a laugh could make him feel this way.

"I just need to know that this is what you really want. If you're not ready, I can wait. I'd wait forever for you" Jughead told her concern evident in his voice. His body hated himself for delaying what he so desperately wanted, but he'd rather suffer than ever pressure Betty into something like this.

"Jughead" Betty spoke sincerely, grabbing his face with both hands, forcing him to look deep into her eyes.

"I'm ready and I trust you. There is nothing I want more than this, right now. Now please, take me before I just handle this myself and only let you watch." Betty smirked and gave a quick peck to his lips.

Despite having just had the most powerful orgasm of his young life, Jughead could feel his cock harden and twitch with need.

If the woman he loved wanted to be fucked, who was he to deny her. The woman he loved, and who loved him back. He would spend hours dwelling on that later, but for now he had work to do.

Jughead turned Betty so that she was flat on her back on the bed again, a position he was quickly getting addicted to. She looked like an angel lying naked and ready for him, she spread her legs in anticipation.

He ran his fingers back up her long smooth pale legs, he ached to have them wrapped around his waste as he filled her up as deeply and as fully as he could. He stopped once he reached her perfect centre, fingers brushing against her heat. Her skin was flushed and throbbing with desire, still damp from the previous assault from his mouth.

A shiver of need shot through his body as he felt the wetness between her folds. She was dripping, and the fact that he could have this sort of affect on her blew his mind entirely.

She was perfection and he did not deserve an ounce of it.

"Juggle, please" She whimpered, urging his hand along.

He started with one finger entering into her heat until she begged for more. If this was how she felt on his fingers he would die the instant he entered her.

When two fingers became three Betty promised him that she was ready. He knew that she was a virgin and he feared hurting her, that was not something he could live with.

She reached over to the little white night table beside the bed, her fingers reached the small foil package that she had clearly laid out in anticipation to his arrival. He had missed it in all of the excitement, but was grateful that she had been so prepared.

They rosy flush of her cheeks as she passed him the condom was adorable. He could feel his own nerves as he grabbed the package from her, it was one thing to practice in health class, but entirely another to rip open the wraper in anticipation for sex with the most beautiful, wonderful human on the planet.

Once covered Jughead positioned himself at her wanting entrance. Even just the feel of his tip against her core was beyond overwhelming.

"Betty..."

He looked deeply into her eyes and did all he could to portray all that he was feeling. Excitement, need, desire, but most importantly love.

The small smile that formed on her lips and reached all the way up to her gorgeous green eyes was confirmation enough. With a small nod to indicate that she was ready he pushed inside of her.

They both gasped out at the feeling, she was warm and tight and all consuming.

With every ounce of restraint that he could muster he sunk deeper. He moved as slowly as he possibly could until she was ready for more.

Her eyes were closed tightly as he tried to read her, he wanted this to feel as good for her as it did for him. And as good as her mouth had felt on his wanting cock, it had paled in comparison to this. Nothing else felt like this.

When he was fully inside of her, her gave her time to adjust, if he was honest, he needed a moment for himself as well to avoid it all being over far too soon. He slowly pulled out until just the tip remained before filling her up again. He was rewarded with the most amazing sounds. Like church bells to his ears.

Within minutes he could tell the pain she had felt had mostly dissipated into pleasure. She now had her arms laced around his neck, nails digging into his back, and her eyes were wide open, piercing into his.

"Faster Juggie, I can take it."

He obliged her, she probably could have asked anything of him in that moment and he would have agreed.

As the paced picked up Betty got more and more vocal, the way she swore and praised the Heavens at the same time would star in Jughead's dreams for years to come.

"Fuck...oh God...More...Need more..."

Without warning Betty pushed him back and demanded that he lay on the bed. He wasn't nearly prepared for how it would feel to have her sink down on his rock hard cock or how she would look riding him so beautifully.

Her head thrown back in pleasure, long blonde hair pooled down her back, sweat dripping down her neck and rolling between her perfect breasts. The sight of them bouncing with every thrust would be engrained in him until he died. Which could happen any second as far as he knew.

He gripped her hips as she took her pleasure into her own hands. It was the sexiest sight he had every seen. And when she reached down to rub her won clit he nearly exploded.

"Juggie, I'm so close. Please cum for me, please fill me up!"

A few more thrusts was all it took for the world to crumble around him. The way her core squeezed and rippled around his cock not only got him to the edge of the cliff, but threw him off.

Betty leaned forward onto his chest completely satisfied, hair tickling his neck as they both fought to catch their breath. Chests heaving, sweaty skin pressed together.

"God Betty, I love you so fucking much, I hope you know that." He still struggled to speak through his short shallow breaths but hoped she could hear the sincerity in his words.

"I love you too Jughead. So much." She placed little affectionate kisses against his skin in the after glow.

"Also, Sex, that's a thing I want more of,... when can you go again?"

Betty, She's going to be the death of him. The sweet sweet death.