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.
