Title: 'Tis The Season

Summary: A fluffy Jackie and Hyde Christmas story. Need I say more?

Archive: Ask nicely.

Disclaimer: We don't own anything. We just have too much time on our hands. But you love us for it and you know it.

Author's Note: This is the first of, hopefully, many collaborations between holycitygirl (Benny) and kashmir1 (The Jet). If you need or want more of a history behind this pairing, feel free to visit our bio page. Hope y'all enjoy and please read and review and let us know what you think. Oh-this is just the first chapter… There is more to come. Also, the title is subject to change. Enjoy!!

One

Kitty played Christmas music from Thanksgiving Day till New Year's. It was a fact of life. Every November 25th the every day sounds of the Forman clan expanded from talk of dumbass' and Star Wars to excited chatter about ungrateful dumbass' and what Star War's action figure would make a good present.

It was all lost on him. He didn't understand what the big deal was. It was just another holiday corrupted by consumerism and sanctioned by the government in order to boost the economy. Kitty could listen to "Deck the Halls" from sun up to sun down and the song would still make no sense. And Jackie could watch A Christmas Carol until her eyes bled and he would still think 'bah humbug.'

He'd only think it, though. He wouldn't say it. Because there were few things in this world he valued. And none more than his life. He lived with one woman who was obsessed with Christmas and he was dating another. Despite his stance against lying to please people, he wasn't above grinning and bearing it to avoid having chestnuts thrown at his head.

"Steven, could you go get the rest of the Christmas decorations from the attic?" Kitty asked wiping her flour covered hands on her festive snowman covered apron.

Red had dumped the huge boxes in the living room and left Eric and Hyde to assist Kitty in the kitchen. They were supposed to be untangling the Christmas lights but instead Forman was licking the dough off one of those metal beater things and he was sneaking sips of Kitty's eggnog while she wasn't looking.

"The rest?" he asked raising his eyebrow. "But Red already brought down three boxes?"

Kitty laughed. "No, silly those were just the living room decorations, I couldn't let him carry the heavy stuff. The doctor said he couldn't lift anything over 10 pounds."

"Well, that leaves you out Eric." Jackie burned, coming in the side door in time to catch Kitty's comment.

Hyde kissed her as she came to a stop within the circle of his arms.

She was wearing green. The color suited her. It made him think of evergreens and holly and…oh god when the hell did the Ghost of Christmas present take over his body? He had officially eaten too many gingerbread men.

"So, baby, wanna take me to the mall tonight for the lighting of the Christmas village?" Jackie asked in her sweetest 'don't-deny-me' voice.

"No" He replied honestly but with a smile.

"So, baby, are you gonna take me to the mall tonight for the lighting of the Christmas village?"

He rolled his eyes behind his glasses as she leaned into him and batted those dark lashes. As if that would work. "Yes."

From his position at the table Eric looked up. "Okay, do you mind? I see no reason that I should have to be subjected to this. I've been a good boy this year."

"Shut it, Forman" Hyde ordered pulling away from Jackie and taking her hand. "Come on babe lets go get some MORE Christmas boxes."

"But, ooh the attic is so nasty and dusty and gross and it is all dark up there…." Jackie's expression turned from turned off to turned on. "Ooh … yeah you are right. We need to go get some Christmas boxes. I wouldn't want Mr. Forman or, heaven forbid, Eric to hurt themselves getting them down." She gave him one of those devilish grins and pulled him toward the door.

The record player in the living room skipped to a new song. Kitty started to sing along with Bing Crosby something about Christmas lovin'. As they climbed the stairs Hyde noticed Red hanging mistletoe in the front door. He'd have to walk Jackie home. Or maybe steal the sprig after everyone had gone to sleep. Even though with the way Jackie was sprinting up the stairs, it didn't look like he would need it.

What had he said about Christmas being a humbug?


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Jackie loved everything about Christmas. The weather, the parties, the pretty dresses she got to wear and of course, all the presents she usually got. But that was before her dad had gone to jail and her mother had taken a permanent vacation with Juan, their pool boy. She still had all her friends and the Forman's and, most importantly, she had Steven, but deep down, she wasn't looking forward to Christmas as much this year as she had been in years past.

So she tried everything that she could think of to get more into the holiday spirit and anything to take her mind off of her absent parents. She watched White Christmas and A Christmas Carol till she was seeing Bing Crosby in her dreams and Christmas music played a constant loop in her head. She ate Kitty's Christmas cookies till she was sick. She went to every Christmas related event she could in Point Place and the surrounding areas. But something was still missing. Even after she, to quote Steven, 'decorated the Pinciotti's house within an inch of its life.'

And she knew how Steven felt about Christmas, even if he pretended to love it. She knew deep down he was a Grinch. He was no help when it came to finding her lost Christmas spirit. So she made sure to drag him along to every last holiday function she found. Call it penance for past indiscretions if you will.

That Saturday morning, she had just remembered the lighting of the Christmas Village at the mall. Steven was going to take her; he just didn't know it yet. Jackie dressed with care, picking out a green dress that was both festive and stunning, setting off her eyes and glowing skin. And judging by the look in Steven's eyes when he kissed her, the dress was doing the trick. It took her less than a minute to convince him to take her. She smiled inwardly. He had no idea what he was in for tonight.

But tonight could wait. As soon as she caught his drift about the attic and Christmas boxes, she was more than willing. It had been entirely too long, three days too long to be exact, since her and Steven had been completely alone. And the attic might be dusty, nasty and gross, but most of all, it was private. Jackie desperately wanted some time in private with Hyde.

She raced up the stairs, leaving Hyde behind, very happy with his girlfriend's enthusiasm. He met her as she made her way up the short flight of stairs that led from the second story to the attic. He caught her around the waist and pressed her against the wall, nuzzling her neck and causing her to shiver, a tingling feeling racing through her at his touch.

"It's been three days, babe," He said, licking his way to her ear, where he took the lobe in his mouth and nipped it with his teeth. Lightly scraping, again causing a shiver.

"I know," she answered, wrapping her arms around his waist and pulling him closer as he continued to lavish attention on her neck with his talented mouth. "Three days is entirely too long."

She pulled on his hair after a few minutes. Jackie had thoroughly enjoyed his ministrations but, dammit, she wanted his mouth on hers.

Pulling his head down to hers, so that they were eye to eye, she demanded in a breathless voice, "Kiss me."

Hyde seemed only too happy to oblige and did so within a second. He kissed her lips, hard, almost bruising in his intensity. But after a moment, the pressure lessened and her lips feel open as a moan escaped her. She felt Hyde's tongue delicately trace the inside of her lips and she clutched his back, pulling him closer and meeting his questing tongue with her own. She heard Steven groan under his breath as she sensuously rubbed her hard-tipped breasts into his firm chest. She inwardly smiled and kissed him harder.

Just as Hyde's right hand traveled from where it had been resting on her waist up towards her chest, they heard footsteps on the stairs and then Fez calling out, looking for them. They broke apart, fixing their slightly mussed clothes as they answered him, telling they'd be down in about ten minutes; they were having trouble finding the boxes.

Jackie looked at Hyde and tried hard not to laugh as they raced eagerly up the steps to the attic. She just knew that those boxes were going to be really hard to find. As he pulled her to him in the attic and kissed the breath right out of her, she knew it was going to take a lot longer than ten minutes.