Authors Note: Here we go with Ch. 9. Things are heating up-hope you enjoy!

I don't own the '70's Show –just having fun with the gang! I live for reviews!

Not sure what's up with my spacing-hope it isn't too distracting.

In the waning light Jackie slowly pulled Steven's pants down, then his boxers, running

her hands around to his firm, muscular ass. She pressed her cheek against his taut stomach,

letting out a little sigh as she kissed him. Her lips drifted down, soft and warm against

him, then around him. She smiled to herself when he jerked a little and groaned. She licked

and sucked-sometimes fast, then slowly. Gently fondling his balls and stroking his engorged

shaft, just the way he liked it. When he moaned her name in that low, husky tone she loved

she tightened her grip and pulled him a little further into her mouth. God, she loved doing

this to him-for him. After, she kissed her way up his stomach, his chest and neck to meet

lips hungry for her. He pulled her tight against him.

"God, Jackie. That was incredible," he murmured in her ear. His big hands slid down her

back then cupped her ass. "Now it's your turn, doll."

flashback

It was her senior year and it just wasn't what she had hoped it would be. Sure, she was as

popular as ever-honor roll, head cheerleader, homecoming court. But she felt like she was

on her own. Everyone from the basement-Eric, Donna, Michael, Fez and Steven-had all

graduated last year.

She hung out with the other cheerleaders and where there were cheerleaders, there were

jocks but she wasn't interested in any of them. She was Steven's girl but sometimes she

wondered if he was as into her as she was him. She was on the homecoming court and

might be crowned queen at the dance tomorrow night but she had to beg him to agree

to go with her.

She still didn't know if he was coming to the football game tonight. Most of the time he

did but sometimes he would just pick her up afterwards and they'd hang out in Eric's

basement. She really hoped he would be there tonight.

It was a chilly October night and they were playing the Kenosha Wildcats. The football

team hadn't been very good since all state quarterback Jake Bradley graduated two years

ago so they didn't really expect to win. But it was homecoming and spirits were high so

Jackie was ready to cheer her butt off for the Point Place Vikings.

As the cheer team lead the players on to the field, shaking their pom-pons and yelling, she

scanned the crowd for Steven. "Go Jackie!" she heard Michael yell. He had always

supported her but that was probably so he still had an in with the other girls on the squad.

Fez was there, not two steps away from Michael and scarfing down a corndog. He winked

at her, mouth too full to speak. Eric and Donna were there, arms around each others waists.

"Where's Steven?" she mouthed at her best friend. Donna shrugged, raising her huge hands

palms up.

Some of her enthusiasm waned. She'd still give it her all but it wouldn't be as much fun.

Knowing her boyfriend was in the crowd watching always gave her kicks more power and

her jumps more height.

The game was close with Point Place actually pulling an upset and beating the Wildcats,

who had been in first place in the conference. The fans on both sides were rowdy and when

it was over there was a mass exodus for the exit. Dozens of students crowded around the

gate, cheering and shoving. Some of them were pretty trashed and razing each other.

Hyde was at the gate, waiting for Jackie. Eric and the others passed him, cheering and laughing.

"Hyde, where were you? You missed a hell of a game!" Eric yelled, voice high pitched

with excitement.

"Yeah, man. Jackie looked really hot!" Kelso leered so of course Hyde punched him in

the shoulder.

"Yes, my goddess was amazing! Her kicks were so high I could see her panties!" Fez

rubbed his hands together. Donna saved Hyde the bother by slapping the foreigner

upside the head.

"Fez, you are such a perv," she laughed as the football team rushed by, followed by the cheerleaders-minus one loud little brunette.

"Where's Jackie?" Hyde shouted to his friends, who had been shoved aside by several

drunk Kenosha students. Kelso yelled something but Hyde couldn't hear him. He looked

back inside the stadium and saw her at the far end of the field, surrounded by a group of

guys. Damn, here he was waiting for her and she's flirting with a bunch of jerks, who

ought to know she was his girl. As he shoved his way past the gate he realized these

assholes wouldn't know because they were wearing Wildcat blue and gold. Guess he

would just have to let them know she was taken-with a friendly inter-conference

smack upside the head.

Then he saw them circle her, like a pack of wolves around a baby deer separated from the

herd. One of then grabbed her arm and another one grabbed her ass. Even from this distance

he could hear her shriek. He almost grinned when she kicked one of them in the shin.

"That's my girl," he thought.

But the guy was pretty big and she was wearing tennis shoes. The one with a hold of her

arm started pulling her and the other two followed as he dragged her towards the bleachers.

Hyde's blood ran cold. He didn't want to yell and let them know he was coming. Better he

have the element of surprise, considering there were three of them. He broke into a run when they shoved her behind the bleachers. He saw her fall and then the big guy was on top of

her.

Thank God his girl had a set of lungs on her because she was screaming her head off and

they never heard his boots crunch on the gravel. He launched himself at one of them

sending him flying into the second guy. They both hit the ground hard. Before either of

them could react Hyde was grabbing the guy on top of Jackie by the collar and yanking

him off her. He could smell the booze on him.

All of a sudden someone flew by him. Kelso. The guy might be an idiot but he always

had your back. Hyde threw the big guy against the metal scaffolding of the bleachers

and went at him with fists clenched. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Fez helping

Jackie up and Donna, God bless her, was kicking one of the guys on the ground with her

size ten feet. He wondered where Forman was-figures the wimp wouldn't want to get

involved in a fight but then he had to duck the punch thrown at him and he forgot

everything except beating the crap out of this mother fucker.

It didn't take long. Yeah, the guy was big and strong but Hyde was quicker and fueled

by rage. No one touched his chick. No one. He absorbed a few blows but hardly felt

them he was so intent on messing this guy up good. He landed a hard right and saw blood

spurt from the guys nose.

"Shit," the guy groaned, stumbling back. Hyde followed but someone grabbed his arm.

It was Forman, yelling his name. Hyde easily jerked away, determined to finish the job

but a strong pair of arms encircled his waist and swung him around. Security. That's

where Forman had been-he wouldn't fight but he would get security to help.

"Let me go, man" Hyde growled at the burly guard. "This asshole attacked my girlfriend."

" Ok-ok. Ease up, buddy. I think you got him pretty good," the guard said and Hyde saw

that another guard was standing over the guy he'd punched, who was trying to stem the

blood flowing from his broken nose. Kelso had the second guys arms pinned behind his

back and Fez, looking scared shitless, was sitting on the third guy-the one Donna had

kicked the crap out of.

"Where's Jackie? Jackie!" he yelled. He couldn't see her anywhere. Then she popped

her head up from where it had been buried against Donnas chest. Donna let go of her

and she flew into his arms.

"God, baby, are you ok?" he held her tight. She was shaking like a leaf but she wasn't

saying anything and that's when he knew she was scared out of her mind. It took a

lot to shut Jackie up and he'd only ever found two things that did it. One was when he

kissed her senseless and the other was when she was scared to death.

She was plastered against his chest so he pulled her away a little and looked at her face.

Her hair had fallen out of its ponytail and her eyes were huge. Her top was torn, exposing

her bra strap. He felt white hot fury rise in him again but she sensed it and clutched at

his waist. Eric saw it too and gripped Hyde's shoulder.

"We got this, man. Why don't you get on out of here?"

Hyde could see Kelso talking to the security guards, two off duty cops he knew from

the force. Donna stepped up and hugged Jackie gently.

"Yeah, get her home and take care of her. We'll make sure these douchebags get

whats' coming to them. I'll call you tomorrow, Jackie."

Hyde nodded and cleared his throat. "I had 'em, you know. But- thanks, guys."

"Yeah, sure. We know," Eric smiled. "We'll see you tomorrow. Take care, Jackie."

It was another sign of Jackie's distress that she didn't notice Eric's kindness. She wasn't

his favorite person but he felt bad for her. She might be a spoiled princess but she

didn't deserve this- no one did. Clinging to Hyde, she let him lead her out of the

stadium.

Halfway to his car he scooped her up and carried her the rest of the way. He leaned

across to fasten her seat belt but she shook her head and sat as close to him as she could

without being in his lap.

"Ok-ok," he kissed the top of her head. "Let's get out of here."

He didn't want to go to the Forman's. Mrs. Forman would want to fuss and bandage

his raw bleeding knuckles. Red would demand to know why he hadn't killed the sons

of bitches. Not that he hadn't wanted to-hell, he was afraid to think of what he would

have done if his friends hadn't shown up. He'd be sitting in jail right now and that

wouldn't do anyone any good. Especially Jackie.

So he took her to her parent's house, even though she didn't like going there anymore.

At least they could be alone there. Her Dad was doing three to five for bribery and God

know's where Pam was. Sunning herself and picking rich men's pockets somewhere

south of the border.

He picked the lock on the front door, all while she clung to his arm. He ushered her

inside and flipped the light switch by the door. Nothing. The electric company must

have shut the power off. That would happen when you didn't pay your bill. Something

Hyde was well acquainted with-at least it wasn't winter yet. He could remember plenty

of frigid nights spent shivering in his bed because Bud had taken off and Edna had

spent all of their money on booze.

Luckily he knew the way to her room by memory. There had been lots of times he

had snuck in when she was still living here and there was a chance her Mom might be

around. He led her up the stairs and into her room. She followed him while he stumbled

around and found the candle on her bedside table. He sniffed it-lavender, his favorite.

God, she was turning him into Fez or Forman. He didn't know which was worse. But

tonight it didn't matter. She needed him and he was going to be there for her. He lit

the candle and looked at her-needing to know she was alright.

He pushed her down on the bed and knelt to take off her shoes. Crap, he couldn't look

at her torn uniform without wanting to go back and rip that assholes head off. He went

to her dresser and rummaged thru it. He found a sweatshirt, which made him pause as

he hadn't ever seen her on one. Of course this one had a freakin' unicorn on it. He

found a pair of pajama bottoms and handed them to her. When she reached out her hands

were shaking so bad he knew there was no way she'd manage on her own. Gently he

helped her out of her uniform, his mouth tightening when he saw the bruise forming on

her thigh and the scratch on her collarbone. He made himself breathe deeply and remember

there would be time for payback later. After all, he know where those jerks went to

school and Kelso could get their names from the cops.

He leant down and kissed her gently. First her lips then the scratch and finally, the

bruise, all while whispering to her.

"It's ok, doll. It's gonna be ok. I'm with you…"

She reached out and putting her hands on his jaw pulled him to her and kissed him

hard. She didn't stop until they were both breathless. What the hell, he thought and

pulled back to look at her. She didn't look as scared anymore and her hands were no

longer shaking. The contact seemed to have reassured her somehow. Maybe if he held

her she would be even better but she had other ideas. Or so it seemed when she reached

around and unhooked her bra.

"Jackie," he rasped. She wasn't making it easy for him to be a good boyfriend.

"Please, Steven" she whispered. "I need you. I need…" she looked confused as if she

was'nt sure quite what she needed but he had a pretty good idea of what might make

her feel better.

It was something they hadn't done before but not because he didn't want to. He'd

had several dreams about it. Very hot, very frustrating dreams of him with his face

buried in her hot wet pussy. Maybe this would be what they both needed tonight.

Considering she had gone out with Kelso who was such a horndog and she read

Cosmo religiously she was surprisingly naïve. He thought her shyness about sex was

cute. Especially since he was always able to talk her into trying different stuff. In

fact he liked being the one to initiate her. It made her seem more exclusively his and

watching her react to the things he came up with was sexy as hell.

Maybe it was selfish but if it made her forget for awhile about what had happened to her tonight that was a good thing, right? It helped when she scooted back on her bed and gave

him a little smile.

Still, he had to be certain. "Are you sure, doll?"

She nodded so he crawled up the length of the bed and gathered her in his arms. He

pulled what was left of her ponytail loose and ran his fingers thru the long silky strands.

He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. She sighed and slid down, pulling him on

top of her. He pressed his growing erection against her and she reached down to fondle

it thru his jeans. He kissed her neck then her breasts, liking and sucking the nipples

until she was moaning softly.

That was another thing he loved about this girl. As loud as she could be, what with

all the talking and everything, she was very quiet in bed. Her little moans and sighs

were whisper soft and turned him on to no end. She would call out his name and on

occasion say something dirty but mostly she was pretty quiet, letting her body do all

the talking. And it was talking plenty to him now. In a language only he understood.

He took his time stroking and kissing his way down her rib cage and taut stomach

where he dipped his tongue into her bellybutton, which made her giggle. He pressed his

lips to her abdomen and then lower, kissing her in her most intimate spot. She squirmed

a little but her legs opened further, which he took as an invitation to continue. Heart

pumping and his dick almost throbbing when she moaned his name, he slid his hands

under her ass and lifted her to his mouth. He slowly stroked her clit with his tongue then pulled on it gently. God, she was wet and breathing hard-"Steven, oh my god". She arched

her back when he sucked on the nub and her breath caught in her throat. He knew she close

so he slid a finger into her and then another. All while teasing her with his tongue. Her

hips bucked suddenly and she buried her hands in his hair while she bore down on his

hand.

"God, Steven! Please! I want you inside of me," she was nearly panting now. He

quickly tugged his jeans and boxers down while she writhed on the bed. The candle

light flickered over her, casting shadows across her beautiful face-and her perfect

little body. He slid into her, hands wrapped around her hips. God, she was hot, tight

and ready for him. Her inner walls fluttered wildly around him and she grabbed his ass

with both hands, pulling him even further into her. She didn't last long, clenching around

him and crying out as he pounded into her over and over again. Face buried in her hair

he lost his rhythm and with final, fierce thrust he came as hard as he ever had.

When he came down several moments later he looked down at her. He knew he had to

say something about what had happened to her .He couldn't bring himself to pull out

of her just yet so he raised himself on his elbows and looking into her topaz eyes, he

kissed her.

"Jackie. I'm so sorry about tonight-at the game. If I had been there sooner, it never would

have happened."

Tears glistened in her eyes but she blinked them back. When she didn't say anything he

knew she agreed. He felt like a complete jerk. He had no excuse for not showing up sooner.

He just didn't want her to think she could tell him what to do and when to do it. The

thing is the games were always fun and he liked to watch her cheer. Even before they had started going out. But because he was a stubborn paranoid ass his girl had almost been gang raped. It made him sick to think of her being hurt and him not being there to stop it.

"I promise I'll never miss another game. I'll be there whenever you cheer," he kissed

her softly. It wasn't like he didn't want to be with her and he would do whatever it took

to keep her safe.

"Oh, Steven," she smiled and snuggled against him. It wasn't long before she fell asleep.

He liked to think that what they had done together was what wore her out. It had been

pretty fucking amazing.

When she woke during the night, trembling, he knew she was reliving her ordeal and that

she would need him until she felt safe again. He stroked her hair, promising to always take

care of her and never let anyone hurt her.

"I'm here, Jackie. I'm with you," he whispered, holding her tight.