A/N: Thanks to everyone for reviewing; I can't possibly tell you how awesome it is to hear what everyone is thinking!! I hope that even people who aren't huge fans of E/D will like the way their silly subplot will work over the summer, and never fear, my primary focus will always be on H/J…they're just so hot and steamy. sigh I'd like to dedicate the first scene to Casper1990…there will be plenty of naked Donna to come. :p And also to aja and DFT and everyone else who was excited to see E/D…I'm glad you liked it. :)

This one makes me a little nervous to post, since I know it can be hard to make J/H nicknames seem believable and good, so it's really important to me to know what you think.

Summer Lovin'

"I'm just not sure this is such a great idea, Donna," Eric muttered nervously, looking around the driveway, empty except for the Vista Cruiser, car washing supplies, and his girlfriend in a hot as Hades bathing suit. "Please, can't we just go up to my room?"

Donna shook her head in the negative and smiled sexily at him as she slowly lowered the right strap of her suit, sliding it down her shoulder until most of her breast was exposed. His mouth went dry with want as he watched her, but he continued protesting.

"What if someone sees?"

"Come on, Eric, who's here to see? Laurie flew to Mexico, the El Camino is gone, your parents are at work, my dad and Joanne are camping this week and…probably doing something gross." She scrunched her nose in distaste at the idea of her dad, but then smiled promisingly at her boyfriend while lowering the other strap of her suit.

"But pookie pie…" His voice was quivering with nerves that only got worse as Donna fully stripped her one piece off, leaving it in a dripping pile on the driveway. Like a porno movie come to life, she lifted a sponge out of the bucket and squeezed the sudsy water over her breasts. Eric watched, completely captivated, as drips of water fell from her naked nipples, sliding down her torso and into the tangle of ginger hairs between her thighs.

"I'm all wet, Eric," she moaned as her hands followed the wet trail down her body, between her legs.

"Oh, God…" Leaving aside all rational arguments as to why it was a terrible, reckless idea, Eric pulled off his swim trunks and captured her lips in a sensual kiss, pushing her backwards so that they lay together on the hood of his car. Working his hands down Donna's slippery body, he gently tweaked her nipples before sliding one hand down to delve a finger into her core. "You are all wet," he groaned to himself.

With no further delay, Eric pulled his hips back and plunged into Donna's awaiting heat, smiling to himself when she began to come almost instantly at the feeling of penetration. He was about to explode inside of her when he distantly heard the sound of a car door slamming in the driveway. That was silly, though, surely he would have heard a car pull up if…

"That dumbass can never seem to get his car the extra five feet into the damn garage," Red complained as he stepped out of the Toyota.

"Oh, you just can it with the 'dumbass,' mister; I have to be back at the hospital in half an hour, so we have to get upstairs and…Eric?"

"Mommy?" Eric squeaked as he and Donna looked up in horror while Kitty and Red stared at them.

"I'm certainly glad you two are back together, sweetie, but in the driveway? I mean…what's wrong with you?" Kitty slowly got more upset as she paced and talked.

"They're dumbasses, Kitty, that's what's wrong with them!" Red shouted before plopping down in his pea green chair, staring at the guilty couple on the couch, now wrapped in oversized beach towels.

"The driveway is not where you should be intimate with someone you love…" Kitty was pacing around the room, trying to erase the image of her only son with the big red harlot, when the door from the kitchen opened and Jackie walked in, followed closely by Hyde, who was gripping her hips with the practiced ease of a lover. Donna was instantly sure that they had walked in to "christen" one of the living room couches, but no one else seemed to register that it was strange for him to touch her like that, or that he didn't move his hands, even in front of the group.

"What's goin' on in here?" Hyde asked, curious about his nearly nude friends and wanting to break the awkward silence in the room.

"Well sweetie," Kitty addressed Hyde, "Red and I came home for, uh…lunch…" She paused awkwardly before laughing to fill the silence. "And, well, we found Donna and Eric in the driveway washing his car and…being…"

"Dumbasses!" Red finished for her, sending Jackie and Hyde into hysterics. Donna glared angrily at Jackie's giggling form, and Jackie shot her an apologetic glance before turning to Hyde and burying her laughter in his shoulder.

"Hey!" Eric shouted, as though he was noticing their intimate touching for the first time. "Since when are you two all…touchy feely on each other?" The suspicion in his voice was enough to make Jackie pull away from Hyde with a small pout before turning to Eric.

"Steven's just been helping me since I found out Michael was sleeping with Laurie…" She spit out the lie with ease and let her lower lip tremble as though she was about to cry.

"No crying in my living room," Red proclaimed loudly as a tear slid down Jackie's cheek. With one final mocking glance at his friends, Hyde pulled Jackie out of the room and down into the basement.

"I can't believe they got caught by Red and Mrs. Forman!" Hyde was still laughing at the image his friends had made, naked under the towels that protected them.

"It's not that funny Steven, I mean, Donna probably got the idea from us." She tried valiantly to hide the giggles that wanted to escape, but didn't succeed, dissolving into laughter that left her crumpled in Hyde's arms.

Lifting her easily, Hyde settled them both on the basement couch after turning on the TV to mid afternoon talk shows. Without speaking, they each understood that they were waiting for the telltale sound of Red and Kitty leaving the house, so they cuddled into each other as Phil Donahue interviewed guests about their feelings on prayer in public schools.

"This is so stupid," Jackie whined as a heated debate brewed on the television.

"It's not stupid, Jackie, some people are really offended by being forced to involve themselves with prayer."

"Oh yeah?" she asked, her tone clearly stating that she thought he was full of crap.

"Yeah, like me for one. I think it's bullshit." He nodded his head, full of righteous anger for his cause.

"Steven, they don't even have prayers at our school," Jackie informed him, earning her a confused look.

"Seriously?" he asked, and she nodded her head. "Huh…then what's that crap I tune out every morning?"

"Announcements, Steven! But see, you just proved my point exactly. It wouldn't matter even if we did have them because no one would be listening anyways! If they should be banned it's only because they're a complete waste of time." Hyde smirked up at her, his eyes showing a familiar gleam of pride in her. She smiled back, confident in having won the debate, and kissed him softly before heading for the freezer in search of a popsicle.

"Could you get me one, too, babe?"

Opening the freezer, Jackie was surprised at the lack of frozen treats. "I don't see any in here, Steven," she called back, leaning further into the cold and pushing bags of frozen peas out of her way. Hyde's eyes were glued to her denim clad, wiggling ass when she squealed at the sight of Pudding Pops. "Oh, I love these!" Pulling out the box, her face fell when she found it empty. She turned to pout at him, but was surprised at the dazed, lusty look in his eyes.

"I've got something you could suck on, Jackie," he growled from across the room, already imagining the wet heat of her mouth surrounding him. Jackie attempted to look shocked, but the urge to smile back was too great.

"You wanna be my Puddin' Pop, Steven?" she asked innocently, even as her hips swayed dangerously while she crossed the room to stand in front of him. He swallowed hard as Jackie knelt before him, looking deeply into his eyes as she unbuckled his belt and pushed his jeans and boxers down his thighs. She leaned in playfully, breathing warm, moist air onto the head of his throbbing erection, wringing a groan of anticipation from his lips.

"Oh God, Jackie," he gasped as she took him into her mouth, sucking hard at the tip of his manhood while swirling her tongue with practiced ease over the sensitive spot underneath. Unable to help himself, Hyde combed his fingers through her hair, using his hold on the silky strands to guide himself further inside. Keeping his gaze directed at Jackie's glossy lips, he watched in awe as she bobbed her head over him, each time allowing a little more of his shaft to disappear inside her mouth. His grip on her hair tightened as she took all of him into her throat, swallowing him enthusiastically. "Jesus, baby, I'm gonna…" He couldn't even finish his thought before he erupted in her eager mouth, his whole body shaking with the force of his orgasm. Letting his head flop back onto the couch, Hyde closed his eyes, even as he continued stroking her hair.

When Hyde finally looked up, Jackie crawled up from the floor into his lap, looking at him expectantly. Instinctively, he cupped her face delicately in his hands, laying gentle kisses against her lips as she wound her fingers through his curly hair.

"Aww, my Puddin' Pop loves me," she teased, smiling against his mouth. Hyde glared at her with exasperation but didn't argue the point, so Jackie leaned into him and kissed him passionately, thrusting her tongue into his mouth and pushing him back on the couch. Their kiss was interrupted by the sound of Red yelling from the kitchen.

"They're still here," Hyde groaned apologetically, pushing Jackie off of him so that he could pull his jeans back on.

"Daddy will be at work until late tonight," Jackie smiled at him, and they both raced for the basement door, not even stopping to turn off the television.

Stepping inside her room, Jackie's hand immediately went to a candy dish, pulling out a handful of brown and white jelly beans and throwing the white ones back in the dish. "Root Beer Jelly Belly," she offered in explanation, "my favorite."

"I'm good," he responded when she held the dish up for him to take some. Looking around her girlie bedroom, Hyde started to feel nervous. Although they had come to her house on several occasions, they had never actually made it up to her bedroom, and searching his brain for past memories of being at Jackie's, Hyde decided that this was the first time he had actually seen it. What was he doing with a little rich girl with a shelf full of stuffed animals? Was that a freakin' unicorn?

Jackie watched Hyde look around her room in horror, and took his hand—clammy from nerves—to lead him to her bed. "Steven?" she asked quietly, "Are you okay?"

Hyde nodded his head jerkily as he sat on the bed, still trying to take in the pink and purple room. Another, more disturbing question dawned on him. What was a little rich girl with a shelf full of stuffed animals doing with a guy like him? She should be with a popular, pretty boy who would give her stuffed freakin' unicorns. Like…

"Why are you with me?" The question flew from his lips before he could restrain it, and Jackie might have laughed if not for the serious, pained face that accompanied it.

"What are you talking about, Steven?" she asked quietly, moving closer to him so that she could trail her fingernails up his back and into his hair, comforting him the best way she knew.

"I mean…you're all…" Trailing off, he looked around her room at her expensive, fluffy, pink things. "And I'm…" Hyde stared down at his grungy old concert t-shirt and torn jeans. "You're the kind of girl who dates rich, preppy, popular guys."

"You mean I'm the kind of girl who dates Michael." Her voice was slightly cold; she was starting to get angry, and then she saw the defeated look on Hyde's face.

"When he gets back from California, aren't you…"

"What, Steven? What am I going to do when Michael gets back from California? I'm going to run into his arms and forget that I chose you over him a long time ago?" She jumped up from the bed and began pacing the room.

"Never mind, I don't wanna talk about this," Hyde offered, collapsing backwards on her bed and cursing himself for not being able to keep his mouth shut.

"No! I don't care whether you want to talk about it or not! If you're running around thinking I'm gonna go back to Michael, then we have to talk about it! Do you think he ever noticed that I was home alone so much? Do you think he ever risked getting in trouble just so I wouldn't have to sleep alone? The most Michael ever said about my family was that it was too bad my mom wasn't around because she's so hot!" Hyde rolled his eyes at his friend's stupidity, but sat up to watch Jackie pace back and forth across the length of her large bedroom. "You're so good to me, Steven. Even when you hated me, you…."

"I never hated you," he whispered quietly, earning him a brilliant smile as Jackie walked back to the bed, settling into his lap. "I just thought, you know, that you'd want to be with a guy who's…pretty much the opposite of me."

Rolling her eyes, Jackie responded, "Yeah, Steven, I should be with a big, dumb, ugly asshole, instead of my handsome, sweet little Puddin' Pop." Hyde blushed lightly as Jackie leaned in and pressed her lips against his neck. "You make me feel so sexy, baby. So…wanted." Hyde groaned slightly as her fingernails raked down his chest and her tongue licked a trail down to his shoulder.

"You are sexy, Jackie." Moving quickly, he rolled them over and trapped her underneath him on the bed, pressing his lips to hers in a gentle kiss that slowly became more heated. Pulling away slightly, Hyde smacked his lips together, contemplating something. "You taste like jelly beans," he whispered, licking his lips to savor the flavor.

Jackie made a move to get up and go to the bathroom. "Do you want me to…"

"No," he cut her off. "I like it. It tastes good…like you." His lips burned a trail down her jaw towards her neck, tasting the sweetness of her skin tempered by the slight tang of sweat. When he reached her ear, he bit down lightly on the lobe, shooting a hot breath inside and making her shiver. "Jelly Bean," he whispered. Jackie giggled slightly, but her laughter was silenced when he captured a mouthful of skin between his teeth, biting down hard enough to make her squirm.

"God, Steven, that feels so good," she whispered as his beard growth scraped across her delicate neck. Some part of her knew that she should hate the incoming beard because it made him look scruffy and dirty, but mostly, she loved it. He looked so sexy and rugged, and it felt so good against her skin… She gasped slightly as his nuzzles and nips became rougher and more purposeful, and wet heat pooled in her body as he roughly tugged her shirt over her head. His lips immediately found a nipple, sucking the tender flesh into his mouth and sending her into a frenzy of moans and gasps beneath him.

"I want you so fucking bad, Jackie," he growled against her breast, smiling when all she could respond with was more moaning. Arching her back off the bed, Jackie helped him slide her jeans down her hips, kicking them across the room along with her panties in her haste. Hyde stripped quickly as he admired her naked body, overcome by an urgent need to fill her, to feel her wet heat wrapped around him like a glove. Just the thought of it nearly sent him over the edge.

"Please, Steven," Jackie moaned beneath him, wrapping her legs around his waist and guiding his throbbing manhood towards her.

"Oh, fuck, baby," he groaned loudly as he slid into her, reveling in the sound of her pleasure and the way her eyes widened at complete penetration. Moving impossibly slowly, Hyde memorized every nuance of her expression, the way her mouth fell open in a silent scream, the way she blinked with every thrust, the way her back arched softly, revealing her neck to him.

"Faster, please, Steven," she moaned quietly beneath him, begging him to make her come. Answering her request, Hyde's hips moved into overdrive as his lips found her neck again, groaning against her skin as he held back his inevitable finish. Needing her to come first, needing to feel her muscles contract around him as she came just for him, he slid one hand down between their bodies, circling her clit roughly a few times before she screamed beneath him, babbling her pleasure and begging him not to stop. He kept thrusting long after he had emptied himself inside her, drawing out her orgasm for as long as possible before collapsing next to her, pulling her sweaty body tightly against his.

"Mmm," he moaned quietly in her ear as they spooned on the bed, "I'm so thirsty." Jackie began to giggle next to him, her whole body humming with energy. Jumping off the bed, she didn't even throw on her fluffy pink robe as she ran through the empty house towards the kitchen. When she returned a moment later, she was carrying a giant cup of water.

"Here you go, Puddin' Pop," she handed it to him, watching as he gulped down half the glass before pulling her back into his arms.

"Thanks, Jelly Bean," he whispered in her ear, and the gorgeous smile that greeted him made the embarrassment of saying the new nickname worth it. Falling back on the bed, he wrapped his naked body around hers, no longer feeling so out of place in her girlie room. "You wanna come over to Forman's for dinner?" he asked quietly, about half an hour later when he heard her stomach grumble. "We'll be the good ones, you know, and you don't wanna miss whatever punishment Red cooks up for Forman." Jackie giggled against him, nodding her acceptance but wanting just a few more minutes in his arms before they left.

Split screen scene—Donna and Jackie on top, with Eric and Hyde underneath their girlfriends. Jackie and Donna are on the Foreman's front step and Hyde and Eric are at the store buying extra food for dinner.

"I'm so sorry, Donna," Jackie said, trying to be serious, but failing to keep the laughter out of her voice.

"That was fucking hilarious, Foreman," Hyde laughed as he stood with Eric in line at the Piggly Wiggly, holding a basket full of chicken and vegetables.

"It wasn't funny! It was the most humiliating moment of my life!" Donna and Eric shouted at the same time.

"I know," Jackie put her arm around Donna's shoulders.

"Oh, I know," Hyde laughed, slapping Eric on the back.

"I just wanted to do something fun and different, you know?" Donna complained. "You and Hyde were so…"

"We just got back together, do you think she's already so bored with sex that she has to make me do it outside?" Eric whined.

"Well, maybe you should try something a little less advanced, Donna. It was really fun when I tied Steven to the bed," Jackie smiled at the memory while Donna looked thoughtful.

"Of course, she's bored Forman! You just have to try to talk her into something a little less advanced next time. Maybe tie her to the bed." Hyde nodded his head sagely while Eric considered it.

"How are you and Hyde anyways?" Donna asked. "I mean, am I supposed to be keeping it secret from Eric?"

"What's up with you and Jackie anyways?" Eric asked, "I mean, why the hell is she coming to dinner?"

"Let Eric figure it out on his own, okay? We'll just tell everyone we started making out one day during The Price is Right or something." Jackie rolled her eyes at the thought.

"It's nothing Forman, we're friends now…just leave it, okay?" Hyde dismissed his friend, a little nervous about what his reaction would be when he found out about them. With any luck, he would just believe that they started making out on the couch one day during The Price is Right or something.

"I just want this dinner to be over with," Donna and Eric moaned at the same time.

"I know, Donna. Hey, let's go downstairs, I know where Steven keeps his stash." Jumping up, the girls ran down to the basement.

"I know, Forman. I'm really looking forward to it, though." Laughing, he finished paying for the groceries and led the way outside. "Now let's go dip into my stash before Donna and Jackie find it."

Later that night, Jackie and Hyde sat at the dining room table with Kitty, Red, Donna, and Eric.

"This is all really good, Mrs. Forman," Jackie said quietly, feeling a little out of place at the table. Reading the nervousness in her voice, Hyde reached under the table and stroked her thigh comfortingly.

"Thank you, honey! And Steven," she turned towards her adopted son briefly, "it was awfully sweet of you to invite her to dinner. You know you're welcome any time, Jackie."

"Wait, Hyde, you invited the devil to dinner? What the hell, man?" Eric sputtered, staring at his friend. Donna smacked his shoulder, but it was Hyde's glare that forced Eric to change the topic. "Dad, could you pass me some chicken?" Eric asked quietly, not looking either one of his parents in the eye.

"That depends, are you going to eat it or take it out to the driveway?" Red asked, sneering at his son.

"Now, Red, really…" Kitty reached over her husband and picked up a tray of chicken. "Do you want a breast or a thigh, Eric?"

Eric turned bright red at the question, but squeaked out his answer. "Breast." Red, Hyde, and Jackie all burst into laughter while Eric, Donna, and Kitty stared at their plates. The rest of dinner was eaten in silence.

"Eric, would you please start washing the dishes?" Kitty asked her son, keeping her eyes on the table.

"Just be careful to keep Donna out of the kitchen, Mrs. Forman, you know your son can't control himself around soapy water and sponges," Hyde joked, making Red snort with laughter while Jackie tried to smother her giggles.

"Now, that is…that's just…" Kitty got up and left the room, choking back laughter and focusing being upset.

Turning his gaze from Eric, to Donna, to Jackie and Hyde, Red said, "Eric, clean up and keep your perverted urges to yourself. Donna, go home. Jackie and Steven, you two can go down to the basement."

"Thanks, Mr. Forman," Jackie smiled at him as Hyde grabbed her hand and pulled her hastily towards the basement. Donna laughed to herself at Hyde's rush to be alone with Jackie and wondered why no one else seemed to notice.

"I think something's up with Hyde and Jackie, Donna," Eric whispered to his girlfriend conspiratorially as she helped him gather plates.

"No, they hate each other, Eric! Remember?"

"Yeah, I guess you're right. It's not like they'd just start making out on the couch one day during The Price is Right…" Laughing to himself at the idea, Eric kissed his girlfriend goodbye and set to work washing the dishes.

Coming up in HBJ Summer episodes… Has Fez seen any pool boob? What's Laurie doing in Mexico? Will Donna and Eric ever be able to get away with wild sex? Will Eric manage to put two and two together about Jackie and Hyde? Will Hyde ever get to tie Jackie to the bed? And what's up with Kelso?

A/N2: So…what did you think? Did you like my nickname scenes? Do you like Jackie's nickname? (And yes, Root Beer was one of the original Jelly Belly flavors first released in 1976, so it was still a little new and interesting.) PLEASE tell me what you thought…it's kinda nerve wracking to put a back story behind something we all know and love (as some other authors know) and just unbelievably depressing to watch the hits build up while people don't review.