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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Riverdale_(TV_2017)
  Relationship:
      Betty_Cooper/Jughead_Jones
  Character:
      Betty_Cooper, Jughead_Jones
  Additional Tags:
      Loss_of_Virginity, Loss_of_Innocence, Virginity, Oral_Sex, Vaginal
      Fingering, Vaginal_Sex, Missionary_Position, Woman_on_Top, Orgasm
  Stats:
      Published: 2018-03-19 Chapters: 1/2 Words: 1330
****** This is the End Game ******
by TakeItSnape
Summary
     Sweet Betty decides she wants all of Jughead. There's no more
     stopping, no more interruptions. This is their end game. What they've
     wanted and tried to do for so long, but with life being heartless,
     they hadn't a chance until now.
     My version of what happens when the screen goes black at the end of
     *that* episode.
Notes
     So, I have been out of the writing game for a long time. A very long
     time. I try my best to clean up and present a well rounded work, but
     let's face it, we're all only human, I am nowhere near perfect, and
     my fat fingers hit buttons that shouldn't be hit at times. If you
     would so kindly not annihilate me, and just let me know if there are
     errors, that would be fantastic, and I will be more than happy to fix
     them!
     Also, I want a beta. Ney, need a beta. If you're up for the task, hit
     me up, sweetie.
     Oh, yeah, this should be two parts. And I have absolutely not even
     attempted to start the second part. It'll happen...soonish.
See the end of the work for more notes
Betty straddled Jughead, kissing him deeply and pouring her soul into the
moment. Little by little their clothes came off. This was the night. Tonight
would be one for the books, as it would be the night that Jughead Jones and
Betty Cooper consummated their relationship to the fullest meaning.
 
The feel of her soft skin, chilled in the dark room against his warm skin felt
electric. Jughead, between her legs, but unable to move beyond kissing her,
stroked her flesh above her breasts. Somehow, despite being naked and pressed
against her, he had yet to take a full look of this fair angel beneath him.
Betty, somehow always knowing what he was thinking, spoke the phrase aloud.
 
“I want to see, Jug,” She whispered against his lips.
 
He stilled at the declaration. “Do you want me to stand up?”
 
“No,” Betty replied kissing his neck and stroking the length of his back, “roll
over.”
 
Hesitating but a moment, Jughead gave one last, chaste kiss and rolled over
quickly, like pulling a band aid off. Nervous was a vast understatement, as he
didn't know what she was looking for and how she would judge. His eyes were
close and there was a stillness to the room that wasn't there before, and he
quickly realized that neither of them were breathing. He, holding his breath in
trepidation, and she holding hers because he was magnificent.
 
Obviously not having anything to compare to, except for the few videos she'd
seen online, wasn't quite sure if his penis was normal sized or ungodly large.
All she truly knew was that his was almost the same girth as her wrist, and the
meager two fingers she used to masturbate with was nothing compared to what he
was sporting.
 
Jughead peaked through only one eye at her, to see her stunned expression. “I'm
sorry if it's not was you were expecting.”
 
“No, Jug, trust me, it's much more. Now I'm having second thoughts about this.”
 
“Uh...” Jughead was unsure if that was a compliment or not, but was quickly
quieted when she grasped it in her dainty hand. His hips involuntarily snapped
up into her hand and a groan escaped him.
 
“Is..is this okay? I'm not hurting you am I?”
 
“ABSOLUTELY NOT!” he shouted, unable to control the volume of his voice as she
pumped his cock a few more times. The sensation was unlike anything else.
Although he has messed around with Toni, things hadn't progressed this far, for
he knew these were things he wanted to experience with Betty once their lives
were on track.
 
Betty was in awe watching the myriad of emotions dance across his face, his
body twitching uncontrollably from the pleasure coursing through it. She wanted
to taste him, something she'd done with no other man. Without pretense, Betty
bent over and slipped his spongy tip into her mouth and past her lips, beyond
her teeth and as far into her throat as her experience abilities allowed her.
Her mouth stretched wide, she pulled out and swirled her tongue around the head
of it, and slid it back into her mouth as far as she could do, teasing the
underside as she went with her tongue.
 
While she knew the outcome she was hoping for, she did not expect for it to
happen and suddenly and quickly as it did.
 
Jughead exploded. His hands went to Betty's blond locks and while he didn't
hold her forcibly, held her just enough to let her know what was happening. A
loud groan that turned into moans and whimpers escaped his mouth. He sat up
with the intense pleasure of it, Betty's lips still firmly wrapped around his
cock, tongue moving and mouth working, as he pumped jets of come into her
greedily accepting mouth.
 
The feeling of Jughead coming brought Betty extreme pleasure. She had slipped
two fingers into her sopping cunt midway through the blow job, and at the
feeling of his cock swelling, and almost dancing under her ministrations as he
emptied himself into her mouth, sent a gush of fluid on to the bed. No, she
hadn't had an orgasm, but the thrill sent her over the edge into arousal. Her
darkness started seeping through.
 
Once he was done, he collapsed back onto the bed and Betty let his quickly
deflating cock slip from her mouth as she sat up. She was a vision to Jughead.
It took him a moment to come to his senses and when he did, the vision before
him shot a pang of arousal back into his cock.
 
Betty was on her knees. One hand was on her breast, tweaking a nipple, her
other hand was buried between her legs. She worked herself over, fingers
working frantically, the wet sounds filling the room as she fucked herself.
 
Jughead honed in at her had, looking up with only his eyes he watched her face.
She bit her lip and that was it for him. He scrambled to get up and ripped her
hand away, replacing her fingers with his own. She gasped at the feeling, his
fingers were much thicker and longer than hers. He pumped her good, and Betty
cried out into the room. Feeling brave he dipped his head to the breast she
wasn't working and sucked her nipple into his mouth, laving it and giving it a
quick soft nip.
It was all over for Betty. Everything that she had just done to Jug, and
everything he was doing now, combine with what was about to happen pushed her
over the edge. Betty convulsed and shook in his arms, or orgasm tearing through
her body. Her arms went slack at her sides and she leaned heavily upon Jughead,
breathing quickly and trying to catch her breath.
Jughead's arms went around Betty's lower half, his hand resting on her backside
and he lightly groped. He kissed the side of her head, and that brought her out
of her momentary daze, and she too brought her arms around Jughead's shoulders.
She pulled away to look at Jughead, a small smile gracing his face. "Jughead
Jones, you are amazing." Betty closed the distance and claimed his lips again
before pulling away and laying on her back on the bed.
Jughead looked at the lithe beauty before him and wondered how he could be so
lucky, to finally have this moment, this end game. He watched her spread her
legs and bend her knees, giving him an eyeful of what had been hidden from him
beneath her clothes. His cock was not at full attention and he reached down and
gave it a squeeze. He watched as Betty noticed his movements, her hand dipping
between her legs stroking her glistening flesh.
"Jug, come here."
He was on auto-pilot, a moth being trapped by a light. He was down and on top
of her, skin against skin. His cock resting on her mons, just a small shift
back and he could be home. His cock throbbed between them, excited for the
moment about to be had, his hips slowly moving, rubbing his cock against her.
Betty reach up and removed this hat, the last piece of him yet to be bared to
her this evening. Jughead Jones felt even more vulnerable without it on, but it
was the last piece. He was truly ready now.
"I'm ready," whispered Betty. Jug nodded, nearly imperceptible in the darkness.
He pulled back, just like scenario in his head, the tip of his cock sliding
down to the indentation of the opening inside of her. He sat up a little more,
to fully see what was about to happen. He gripped his cock with one hand, and
with his other hand helped to spread her open a little more. Placing the tip at
her entrance, he looked up to see Betty smiling, and he smiled back at her and
give the first, sloppy and hesitant push inside of her.
End Notes
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