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[ He pulls her in for another kiss and she lets him, for a brief moment. Kissing him back, she stands between his legs, one hand moving to comb through his hair again, except this time she uses that grip to pull him back from her lips.]

I want to be in control, is that okay? [ With Jughead, she doesn't need to ask, she knows it turns him on but Gansey is someone new and she really likes him. The last thing she wants is to hurt him or make him uncomfortable.]

Yes, [he replies, breathless which may or may not be directly related to her grip on his hair. He's absolutely done this before with Phillip, his first (and only, thus far) partner here, and he likes where this is going.]

[ She looks pleased with his answer and is pleased to hear how breathless he sounds by the prospect of it. She doesn't think he thinks she'd stop this if he didn't agree to it, she's not that kind of person.

She presses a soft kiss to his lips.] Lay back on the bed.

[He leans into the kiss, very curious to see how Betty is when she needs to be in control of things in this context. His curiosity and his arousal are competing for primary reasons he can't keep his eyes off her.

When he pulls back from her, he does as she says, pulling himself back to lay in the middle of his bed.]

[ Once he's back on the bed, she crawls on after him, moving to straddle his waist. Her hands move to his shoulders and she pulls him up into a seated position so that she can kiss him and feel his hands on her as well.]

Kiss me.

[Even with the thin fabric between them, there's no mistaking just how much Gansey wants all of this. His hands run up her thighs before she has him sit up again.

He doesn't have to be told twice.

Pulling her close until there's no space between them, chest to chest, he leans up and firmly presses his mouth to hers, lips sliding over lips. He catches her bottom lip with a hint of playful teeth.]

[ She can feel how excited he is. It only fuels her own feelings, the heat spreading through her. He does as she commands him to, pulling her into a kiss.

She hums into his mouth, smiling briefly at the playful way he uses his teeth. As she returns the kiss, she moves to slide her hand between their bodies to palm him through his underwear.

It's a brief touch before she leans back, away from him. Her eyes stay on his face as she moves that same hand to slide down her own body, fingertips slipping beneath the waistband of her underwear to touch herself instead.]

[She's in contact with him just long enough for a groan to build in the back of his throat, and then the pressure is gone far too soon.

He watches her with rapt attention, eyes hazed with lust. Of course his eyes follow her hand as it goes down...her own body. His hands travel up the insides offer thighs, wanting to help her if she'll let him.]

Hands on the bed, [ she murmurs in soft command.] For now, [ she amends as her fingers slide between her thighs to truly touch herself, rubbing and stroking touches hidden beneath the fabric of her underwear, blocked from his view. ]

I want you to watch.

[He sucks in a breath when she issues her command.

Slowly, he brings his hands down to the bed behind him, leaning back a little bit on them so he has an even better view of what she's doing. Then Betty has a better view of how he's starting to strain against the thin fabric.]

[ She lets her free hand to slide along her stomach, slowly working its way up her to cradle one of her breasts as her other hand works between her thighs, knowing exactly how to make herself wetter. But she's not so distracted as to forget to ask.]

Do you have a condom here?

[Gansey nearly misses what she says, he's so distracted with what she's doing to herself. He re-focuses on her face for a second.]

Yes, [he replies as he leans over towards his nightstand. He doesn't disturb Betty too much--his bed is not very large after all. He's picked up a box to keep there just in case, especially considering the whole state of affairs.

He grabs one and puts it on the bed next to them, resuming the position he was in before he moved.]

Good. [ Before he moves to grab protection, she lifts up on her knees more to give him the room to move. Her fingers work a little harder as he moves and once he's back and settled, she moves back to straddle his lap, closer than she was before so that he can feel the movement of her fingers, every so often.]

[His breath hitches whenever she ends up grazing him and he's not entirely sure it's accidental. Without realizing, he's biting at his bottom lip as he watches her pleasure herself.]

You may touch me now, [ she hums softly, after a few more moments of touching herself. She wants to feel his touch while she gets herself off, wants to come with him touching her skin.]

[He lets out a small sigh--almost like a sigh of relief--before he runs his hands up her thighs once more. Moving forward a bit and doing his best not to restrict her, he wraps one arm around her waist to keep her close. Then he takes one breast in one hand and the other in his mouth, tongue swirling gently over her nipple.]

[ The way he moves has her settling even more into his lap, pressing their bodies together in a way that provides them both with friction. And as his mouth finds her breast, as his hand finds the other, she lets her head fall back as she focuses on how that feels, on the heat of his mouth and warmth of her fingers.

And in all honesty, it should probably take her longer to come undone, she should be more nervous, thinking of the things that are wrong with this situation. But instead, she comes, gasping out his name, panting slightly. Her body tenses after bucking slightly, heat racing through her veins.]

[Having Betty in his arms as she comes is entrancing--the way her body tenses, her mouth drops open, the way she says his name.

To use the terminology of his peers, it was incredibly hot.

He pulls back and is breathless from adrenaline rather than exertion really. Not to mention he's still painfully hard.

But as she comes down, he's holding her in place, other arm coming around her to make sure she stays in place, placing a kiss between her collar bones.]

[ She's grateful for the grip he's got on her because she has the sudden urge to slump one way or the other as her body just feels and rides out her climax. One hand finds the back of his neck to hold for further balance as she lets out a breathless bout of laughter, one that ends with a hum.

And after a moment, she gently pulls her hand from between her legs, blinking up at him, bleary-eyed. ]

Say something.

[He grins up at her from her chest. She looks incredible, sated and giddy like this.]

Marveilleux, [he breathes out without a hint of irony.]

[ And cue Betty starting to laugh because that is singularly one of the most ridiculous things she's ever heard come out of a boy's mouth after sex (granted the only mouth she's been near after sex is Jughead's and he's got a way of being beautifully eloquent while also NOT sticking his foot in his mouth). ]

[Gansey can be eloquent too.

Now just isn't the time.

Gansey's smiling at her reaction.]

It was the first word that we to mind and you did tell me to say something.

[He reaches a hand up to use his fingers and brush her hair out of their faces.]

Next on the list was "stunning" followed closely by "incredible".

[ His words are so kind and sweet and it makes her heart ache for a moment before she leans in to kiss him again, for the first time since she got off. The kiss is slow and sweet, lingering and gentle. ]

Time to get that condom on.

[He melts into the kiss, so soft it takes his breath away. He misses her when she pulls away, but her next words have him refocusing on just how hard he is.

Gansey doesn't have to be told twice. He finally takes off his boxer briefs without unseating Betty, a silent sigh of relief as he lets himself free. He glances towards the condom and grabs it, unwrapping it and, with only a minor amount of fumbling, rolls it down over his cock.]

[ Despite wanting to, Betty knows better than to try and distract a guy while he's putting on a condom. If she wants things to be safe, she'll let him do it. And despite his attempts not to unseat her, she gets out of the way and pulls off the last bit of her own clothes too. Besides, he doesn't need an audience.

And once he's all set, she moves to straddle him once more, drawing him back to her lips for another kiss, this one more bracing, this one meant to give her the resolve to go further with someone other than Jughead than she's ever gone before. ]

Tell me when you're ready.

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