"Hey, baby-doll, wake up."
Jackie Burkhart rolled over, batting her eyes sleepily, a lazy smile on her lips.
"Mm, Steven." she mewed, stretching like a cat. Steven grinned and sat on the foot of his cot. He stared at his lover from behind his sunglasses, taking in her long hair splayed out on his pillow, his Led Zeppelin shirt hanging off her small frame. He shook his head, looking away before she realized he had been looking. She could always read him, even when he was hiding behind his aviators. She yawned and sat up, running a hand through her messy hair. "God, I'm starved."
"I could run up to the kitchen and grab something." Steven suggested, rising to his feet. Jackie huffed and lay back down, crossing her arms.
"But Puddin'-" she whined. "Someone could see you."
"Yeah. And I'd tell them I was hungry and was getting some food."
"But then someone might see you and stop you and it could take forever for you to come back and then someone might know that we're...you know." she said matter-of-factly. Steven snorted and walked to the door of his basement room.
"Baby, there's like three people in this house. I think I'll be fine." he said, and before Jackie could protest, he had closed the door. She scowled and glared at the door. At the moment, her ex-boyfriend, Michael Kelso, was in California, no doubt screwing around with every girl in sight.
Oh, well. She didn't need Michael Kelso, especially when she had Steven Hyde. Her dirty, anti-government hippie.
"Here." Steven said, opening the door and holding up a plate of leftover chicken-pot-pie. He shut the door and handed her the plate and a fork, motioning for her to scoot over on the cot. He plopped down beside her, putting an arm around her shoulders. Jackie snuggled into his side, swallowing a mouthful of chicken-pot-pie.
"Thank you." she said, wiping her mouth on her arm. Steven placed a kiss on the top of her head.
"So, how long have we been doing this?" He asked. Jackie stopped eating to think.
"Um...5 weeks?"
Steven didn't say anything, but took his arm from around her shoulders. Jackie looked up at him.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothin'."
"Steven?"
"What?" Steven grunted, standing up and walking over to his record player, pretending to be interested in choosing some music. Jackie bit her lip and put her plate down. She walked silently over to him, wrapping her arms around his middle from behind. nuzzling her face into his back, breathing in his familiar scent.
"Don't be mad." she whispered. Steven sighed and turned around. Jackie looked up at him, doe-eyed and beautiful and reached up to take off his sunglasses. She set them on top of the record player and gazed into his baby-blues. Steven stared right back at her. They stood there like that for quite awhile, until Jackie finally looked away. Steven smirked.
"You look so hot in my shirt, Jackie." he mumbled. Jackie smiled coyly. She stepped back and reached for the hem of the shirt, lifting it slowly, revealing a section of creamy skin on her torso. Steven growled and moved towards her, capturing her lips with his, their tongues entwining and their breath becoming one. Jackie nibbled his bottom lip and wiggled her pelvis against his. Steven pulled back, his usually shielded eyes shining. He lifted her up and threw her on the cot.
"Steven," Jackie hissed, pushing him away. He frowned. Jackie smacked a hand against his mouth as he was about to speak. "Someone's coming into the basement. I just heard the door close."
"Shit." Steven spat, jumping up. He threw Jackie's dress to her from across the room. She hastily slipped it on, along with her boots. She headed to the door, but was stopped by a hand on her shoulder.
"Hey," he said tenderly. "Wait." He kissed her slowly and softly and finally stepped back, opening the door for her and following her out into the basement. Eric and Fez were sitting on the couch, eating Popsicles and watching television.
"Hey." Eric said, as Steven and Jackie took their seats about the t.v. He looked at them oddly.
"What were you doing in Hyde's room, devil?" He asked, looking at Jackie suspiciously.
"Steven was showing me some music."
"Yeah, man, I was trying to get her off that Captain and Tenille crap she's always going on about." Stephen added. Eric shrugged and turned back to his show. Jackie smirked at Stephen, who cleared his throat loudly.
All summer long he had been fooling around with the Princess of Point Place. No one could know about it, especially Eric, who had the biggest mouth of anyone he'd ever met, except for maybe Jackie. He knew she was probably just using him as a rebound for Kelso, and at first he didn't care: he got to fool around with an extremely hot girl. But a few weeks into it, he had realized that he really and genuinely enjoyed his little princess, inside and outside of the bedroom.
His princess? God, he was starting to sound like Eric, being all possessive. The truth was, he didn't want Kelso to come back. Because when he did, it would mean that Jackie would go running right back to him like she always did. Not that Stephen cared.
But he did care.
And that scared the shit out of him.
Author's Note:
So, I'll try to work on this story as much as I can, because I have an idea of where it can go. But that's only if people like it. I'm pretty excited about this, because I love this show and I love the idea that I have for this story.
I hope you guys enjoy it!
KAY(:
